The Enchanting Night

The night in Seraphite was still ablaze with lights, the city's liveliness undiminished by the arrival of darkness.

Inside the villa, Irina sat on the soft bed.

The room exuded an overwhelming girlish atmosphere—even the wallpaper was pink, adorned with delicate floral patterns. On the white bed, numerous plush dolls were scattered.

Becky, dressed in a pink nightgown, was sitting by the window, holding a book with a troubled expression. Her small lips were pouting in frustration.

"Becky, are you undergoing your Apprentice Advancement Ritual?" Irina glanced over and roughly guessed the situation.

Becky sighed and nodded. "Yes… Mother and Father keep finding books I haven't read before and make me recite them from memory. But it's way too hard—I just can't do it."

Already an Apprentice herself, Irina was much more confident in this area. She reached out to ruffle Becky's hair and said, "Hard work always pays off. Keep at it, Becky!"

Becky's face immediately flushed as she buried her head in her book.

"You teased a female and made her shy. Experience +50 points."

A notification echoed in Irina's mind.

Her expression brightened as she looked at Becky with great satisfaction.

Normally, people wouldn't get flustered just from having their head patted, but Becky seemed to be particularly sensitive to this kind of attention—almost as if she truly felt teased. A perfect target for farming experience points!

A short while later, when Becky seemed to have recovered from her embarrassment, Irina stretched out her "evil" hand once again, landing it on Becky's soft golden locks and ruffling them gently.

Instantly, Becky's face turned red at a visible speed.

"Irina, stop that… Take your hand away," Becky lowered her head and mumbled, her voice carrying a hint of shyness.

At the same time…

"You teased a female and made her shy. Experience +50 points."

Another dose of experience was delivered.

Satisfied, Irina withdrew her hand. "Alright, alright. I'll stop. Go back to your book."

Becky stole a glance at Irina, pursing her lips slightly as if feeling wronged, then quietly returned to reading.

Not long after, Irina reached out once more…

Becky's soft golden hair, her little head—it was simply irresistible.

"Irina… what are you doing?"

Becky's face turned crimson again. She shrank her head down, sitting on the bed in a duck-like posture, nibbling on her lower lip, her small hands fidgeting awkwardly.

Irina reluctantly pulled her hand back, feeling a little disappointed. It seemed that teasing for experience had a daily cap of 100 points, meaning she could only do it twice a day.

Seeing Becky's shy and uneasy expression, Irina quickly came up with an excuse. "Becky, please believe me—it's not that I want to do this. It's just that you're so adorable, I can't control my hands! They move on their own… they won't listen to me!"

"No matter what, just don't do it again," Becky pouted.

Irina nodded quickly. Now that she had maxed out her experience for the day, there was no need to keep pushing her luck.

Just then, the door opened, and the enchanting Queen Jodi entered, closing it behind her.

"My two beautiful ladies, it's getting late. I think we should all go to bed now," Jodi said with a gentle smile.

"Alright," Becky obediently put her book down on the bedside table.

Looking at her daughter and Irina, Jodi's gaze softened. As a mother, seeing the next generation being so well-behaved and adorable filled her with a deep sense of satisfaction—along with an innate desire to protect them.

Jodi was no exception. She walked over and ruffled both of their heads. "I hope you both have a wonderful dream tonight."

Irina smiled and nodded, thanking her.

Soon after, the lights went out, and the three of them lay down in bed together.

"Huh? Am I sleeping in the middle?" Irina asked, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious.

To her left was the elegantly mature and curvaceous Queen Jodi. To her right was the delicate, petite Becky. This kind of combination… made Irina feel strangely excited.

She could feel her body temperature rising, her skin undoubtedly turning slightly flushed in the darkness. The increased blood flow was making her heartbeat quicken.

"Little Irina, do you feel cramped?" Jodi asked with concern.

"Not at all," Irina replied quickly. "But I'm worried that you and Becky might fall off the bed. If possible, I'd like you both to come a little closer. If you fall, I'd feel really guilty."

She licked her lips—they had unknowingly become dry.

"Did you hear that, little Becky? Don't roll off the bed," Jodi chuckled.

"I know," Becky answered sweetly.

Both of them moved inward, pressing closer to Irina.

Now, Irina could clearly feel the stark contrast between two bodies of different ages.

On one side, smooth and supple skin, with an alluring elasticity that made one reluctant to let go. On the other, a delicate, youthful softness that was equally irresistible.

Becky liked to snuggle under the covers. Her small head rested against Irina's armpit, her tiny hand resting on Irina's stomach as she breathed steadily, warm breaths seeping through the thin nightgown and onto Irina's skin.

On the other side, Queen Jodi had also fallen asleep, her posture somewhat lazy. She held onto Irina's arm, resting her chin against Irina's shoulder, her gentle breaths carrying a faint, sweet fragrance that tickled Irina's cheek.

September 21st

Irina slept in late.

After all, she had endured all kinds of hardships the previous night, only falling asleep quite late. Even though it was already 9 AM when she woke up, she still felt like she hadn't slept enough.

By that time, Queen Jodi had already returned to the royal palace. Before leaving, she had asked Becky to pass on a message: Irina should feel free to rest as much as she needed.

Irina understood Jodi's meaning, but how could she truly rest in peace? She was a political pawn, abandoned by the Kingdom of Moonlight. If she didn't take control of her own future, who would?

So, after getting up, she refused Feilin's suggestion to return to her villa and decided to stay.

A new day had begun, and fresh experience points awaited!

Irina's gaze turned meaningfully toward the innocent and clueless Becky.