3. He is soft

After two days of the journey, they arrive in the capital. It was an exhausting journey because of Lucretia. Every minute, she will summon her. Desmond this, Desmond that. Whatever related to herself, Desmond needs to get ready for her. Even six people in total accompany her to the capital she still was greedy and selfish to shout her name. Though, she also gives the orders to comb her hair. She simply holds a grudge against her.

When they arrived at palaces, she took the opportunity to rest at her rooms and exchanges with another knight to take care of Lucretia. After a few minutes, and she lay her body on the bed, her eyes become heavier and without a second she felt a little sleepy. The best thing in the world is to get some rest. But before she can sail in her dream, someone enters the room. Reluctant to wake up, she forces herself to open up her eyes.

"What's the matter, Henry?" asked Desmond in a lazy and low monotone.

Henry's eyes twitched and he hesitated to speak the truth.

"It's about the Lady?" She asked again after two minutes she does not receive any reply from Henry. Just his body language gave a sign that he was in trouble.

"I will go to see her. You stay here but in exchange, at night I want you to take over my place." She ordered him. He nodded slightly.

"I'm sorry, Sir," Henry said with remorse feeling. Even there were no different rankings between them, he still respects Desmond in many ways. Henry sympathy with him. For the past two days, they were together, he caught many sights of him being bullied by his sister.

"It's alright. That is not your fault. I'm going to see her right now." As she said, she walks through the door. She cursed Lucretia so many times in her heart.

When she remembered her mother advice, she took a deep breath. Calm down, Des. She told herself several times.

"Why are you looking for me?" Asked Desmond with a bit of anger. She promises to hold her anger but after seeing Lucretia face, she almost blasts.

"Why I can't look for you? This is because you are my knight. You need to fulfil my necessities. Get ready for my bath." She ordered her with a stern look.

"Don't be childish! You knew I am a knight but why did you make me do a trivial thing for you? I'm not your maid or slave. Get your maid. What for she comes here but not do her work?" She objected and get ready to go out of the room.

"Don't you dare ignore my order! Did you forget what Father tell you?" Lucretia asked with a slight trembling from anger. How can he not listen to her? By the period, they travel together to the capital, he still would not dare to oppose everything she wants him to do. Why now?

"It's not my concern at all. There is no Father here to watch over me. You know nothing about your surroundings. Unlike you, I'm more familiar with this place. So, you better focus on yourself to be chosen by the king as his consort. If you failed, I don't think Father will be nice to you. After all, you are just his piece of chess to enhance his power." She felt contented after telling her about this.

The fact that Duke always dotes Lucretia so much from she was younger makes her doubt a little bit about what she had said just now, but the idea of irritated this woman often plays in her mind. Even it was little, she got her revenge.

Lucretia flinched for a moment but continue to speak after gathering her confidence.

"How could you do this to me? You are finished if Father notices about this." She warned her angrily.

Desmond smirked at Lucretia, giving a vibe, she did not mind it at all. If she is unlucky, she will get some whips from her father or do some labour work. It is fine with her.

"If you are not overreacted, I will consider following your order. So from now on, behave yourself like a real Lady." After she said that, she left Lucretia behind. Her comrades, Kent was loyal stood at the entrance from the start, startled looking at Desmond, who is rushing out from the Lady Lucretia room.

"I will leave it to you." She said and runs toward the terrace of the palace.

She was irritated. Even though she felt slightly dizzy, the anger within her heart was bigger than the pain in her head. She needs to release her anger, but where she can blow up her irritation? She needs to be in a wide but isolated area. She saw the garden. The garden was beautiful, with flowers blooming everywhere.

She went further into the garden, then she discovers there were fences covered with wild trees. She stands behind the fences and saw a decent space for her to ease her anger. When she was so confident that she was in a hidden place, she draws her sword.

She stares at her shiny sword. Her face becomes more fierce and scary. The green veins appeared on the surface of his forehead and neck. She looked on the ground covered with grass. She imagined the ground was Lucretia lovely face.

It would be a lie if she said she was not distressed by Lucretia words. Though she often got punished by her father while growing up, the pain was so intense and terrible. It was not promising to constantly rely on her brother, who used magic to heal the wound. If given a choice, she possible chooses to avoid it.

"Lucretia, bastard!!! What is so good to use Father's power? You bitch! Low creature! Demon! #$%&@..." She cursed nonstop while stabbing the ground numerous times.

After she was satisfied using her hand, she used her feet to stomp on the ground. As if, she smashed off the Lucretia pretty faces. Several minutes later, she gasps vigorously. She put her hands on her temples and then massage them. She feels her head is spinning and her motion stagger. She does not feel alright. Her vision becomes blurry and before she passed out, she senses there a hand grabbed her chest from falling to the ground.

Rudolph stares at his bare hands. What is this feeling? He felt soft, squishy and fluffy. He gazed at the man that doze off on the bench. He put him on the bench after he grabbed this man chest from behind. Thank God, he got him before that person fell to the ground.

He looked at the sword that was still embedded in the ground. It was not directly can hurt the person but it will become a tragedy if this man is injured by his carelessness.

His eyes were staring back at the man chest. The chest was not so broad and wide but the frame was the right size. The soft sensation that he feels just now is still lingering in his hand. He wants to touch it more.

He wondered, should he touch it again. But this is a man chest. What is so great about touching another man chest? After a while, he gave up. The desire to feel that softness is more alluring than reciprocity his morality.

Slowly he put his hand on that unconscious man chest. When he was groping that chest, his heart was beating fast. His lips curled up, he felt it again.

'Wahhh....he is soft. So, fluffy and squishy.' He fondles with pleasure, then he heard a groan come from that man. He stopped and let out a sigh of relief after he listened to the man snore gradually. He might be fondled it too hard. Thank God, the man still drift away in his deep sleep.

"What are you doing, Your Majesty?" The Knight asked in confusion. His gaze lingered on Rudolph's hand.

Rudolph was startled by the question of his subordinate. He was not aware of how longers the knight was there. It was a common thing, there are knights everywhere within the palaces. He hastily slips his hands away from that man chest.

"Nothing. I'm just inspecting if he is still breathing or not." Rudolph answer quickly. The knight nodded slightly.

"You know him?" Rudolph asked.

"He is one of a knight that came together with your consort candidates, Your Majesty. So, what are we going to do with him? " asked the knight.

"Leave him. He was sleeping. Wake up him before the sun goes down." After he said that, he rushes out of the garden.

In his rooms, Rudolph still gazing at his hand. This hand was passionately groped and fondled man chest. The fact, he was so excited surprised him more. What happens to him? His body shivered.

He came to reality when there were knocked on the door.

"Come in." He shouted.

"I apologized to disturb your rest, Your Majesty." Said Derek, his trustworthy aid. Rudolf nodded slightly and gave a sign for him to proceed with his business.

"I want to inform, they all had arrived safely. Your Majesty will see them tomorrow before we start the process of choosing your lady consorts. There are thirteen ladies in total." While he was briefing King Rudolph about the planning tomorrow, he senses the staring tired at him intensely make him feel anxious.

"Your Majesty, is there something on my face? Or did I make a mistake?" asked Derek after he can not bear the gaze anymore.

"Lend me your chest, Derek." The King order made Derek confused. The King's face is more serious than before. Is something wrong with his hearing?

"Don't make me speak it twice," Rudolph said in a monotone.

Derek body becomes stiff. What it does mean when he said lends his chest to him?

"What should I do, Your Majesty?" He asked.

"Come here, " Rudolph gave a command. He groped Derek's chest and do the same thing as he did before with a man in the garden.

"You are not soft and fluffy." He complained then he touched his chest as well. The sensation was not the same as the man chest in the garden.

"Of course, Your Majesty. This is a man chest. We had little meat there, unlike woman...you know it very well." He felt so embarrassed talking about the differences between a man and a woman chest.

"It's that so?" Rudolph leaned back and was in deep thought. Derek had no idea what troubles His Majesty had to himself. To assist the King, he continued to cast his opinion about the topic.

"It's maybe different for everyone. The human body has many secrets. For example, if the man did training his bodies such as soldiers or knight, so their chest more sturdy and hard but if the man is the chubby one, so it's a different story. Hope it will help your understanding, Your Majesty." Derek gave a smile as if he had completed the wonderful task.

"Hmm..." After listening to Derek explanation, Rudolph is still in deep thought. That man was a knight and did not have a fat body but his chest was so soft and fluffy. The comparison was not matched with the statement.

Darek was thinking His Majesty behaviour today is weird. Later, he heard he was not the only one to be the king's victim. He sighed. It was because of the pressure that His Majesty had been received recently?