The Knight Must Do Dishonorable Deeds for the Princess

Finally, it had come to this.

Ian looked at Morgan before him, utterly silent.

This attitude made Morgan pinch his face, and she spoke with a hint of dissatisfaction:

"What? Ian, are you going to refuse me like this?"

"No." Ian smiled slightly. "Your Highness, I have never refused your orders, have I?"

"Then why aren't you saying anything?"

"Because it's a bit unexpected that Your Highness has only thought of this now."

Morgan turned her face away, replying to Ian with a rather helpless tone.

"Isn't this only natural? No matter what, they are my kin, with the same blood flowing in their veins."

"If possible—"

"I don't want to do this either."

Ian nodded.

"Yes, Your Highness, you are indeed at your wit's end."

"Then, leave this dishonorable matter to me."

"That offspring has no blood relation to me; I will show no mercy."

"Mm." Morgan took Ian's hand.

"Be careful... I only have you left by my side; you cannot have any accidents."

Out of caution, Morgan only had Ian, a knight of absolute loyalty, by her side.

No one doubted this—because the two of them showed extreme restraint in public.

No one would have imagined that the dignified princess and the heroic knight had such an improper and unholy relationship in private.

"I will, Your Highness, thank you for your concern."

"Mm." Morgan seemed to be in a much better mood.

She stood up and turned around in front of Ian.

"Ian, do you feel anything different about me today?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Ian nodded and replied.

"The cuffs of your dress have been altered upwards slightly. Judging from the unfamiliar weaving method of the stitches, it should have been sewn by a new maid."

"The belt around your waist has been shortened by about one-eighth. I think your body is even slimmer than before."

"It seems that all the extra decorations have been removed from the hem of your skirt, but I haven't figured out why yet."

After hearing Ian's conclusions, Morgan's face was filled with surprise.

"Ian, how did you know? Were you spying on me all this time?"

"No, I wasn't." Ian shook his head. "Because Your Highness asked me to tell you what was different about you today, so I tried my best to think."

"Then you should have left something for me to reveal to you." Morgan put her hands on her hips.

"I'm angry."

"Today, I'm going to punish you properly."

[Morgan meant what she said.]

"Ian come in front of the mirror" morgan commanded.

"Understood, Princess." He nodded and stood beside her in front of the mirror.

"Good, then hug me" morgan ordered again, but this time with a more sweeter tone.

[She ordered you to hug her from behind, and you both stood in front of the mirror.]

"Ah~ Ian is such a good boy, but why must you be so naughty to recieve a punishment From me"

Morgan asked playfully looking at Ian's face in the mirror which had a blissful expression.

"My apologise princess I will remember not to notice everything about you." hearing this morgan had a sour expression.

"Hmf.. so you say you won't pay attention to me, what a bad Knight" Ian felt helpless by Morgan's words and thought:

'Princess you get angry if I notice everything about you and also get upset when I don't. what must I do then?'

Looking at Ian's helpless expression morgan smirked and thought of an Idea.

"Ian stand up straight and do not try anything I don't allow you to do" morgan said with a strict tone which leaves no room for refusal.

[The one in front ordered you to stand up straight immediately, but other than that, you were not allowed to do anything she didn't mention.]

Ian suddenly felt his dragon being teased by Morgan's playfully behind, It didn't take long for the dragon to awaken and roar against his prison wanting to be free.

Morgan ordered again this time with a soft whisper on his ears, "Ian let it out~."

Ian obliged and took off his pants and the dragon stood proud facing the heavens...or so it would be if not for obstacles in front of it, the strait it was narraow and the dragon was trapped between them.

"Princess this.." Ian muttered with hot breaths clearly the feeling of being trapped in those soft yet deadly thighs was unbearable.

" So Ian~ how do you like this punishment are you enjoying it" morgan said while squeezing his pitiful dragon between her thighs tightly.

[The proud Dragon can soar into the sky, but it can also be trapped in narrow straits.]

[You could feel that you were suffering some unfair oppression.]

[You also knew that a little further up was the nest where your Dragon should return.]

[But Morgan wouldn't let you think about these things; she wanted to control your thoughts as well.]

"Uncomfortable, isn't it?" Morgan looked at herself, stroking the hand from Ian on her waist.

"A little, yes." Ian answered Morgan's question very honestly.

"Your Highness, you seem to have found a remarkable way to punish me."

"This is just the beginning, Ian."

Morgan took the wine from the side, lightly moistened her fingers with it, and licked the wine on them with her tongue.

The fingers, stained with the aroma of wine, clamped the knight's sword that passed through the narrow gap.

The princess grasped the sword that only she could use, her eyes filled with a desire for control.

"Ian, it belongs to me, so if you want to use it for anything, you have to get my permission."

"..."

"..."

"Your Highness, I was wrong, can you let me go?"

"You're admitting defeat already?"

"Yes, I have been utterly defeated."

"Alright, then as the loser, you can just stand by the bed tonight." Morgan raised her head, revealing the satisfied smile of a victor.

"Good night."

Ian felt like a abandoned puppy but resigned to his fate. Or so it would be.

Morgan smirked and said again with an amused tone."I was kidding Ian, come to the bed my loyal knight.

[Of course, Morgan wasn't that cruel; she just liked to play with your body and heart, which made her happy.]

[Seeing that you were really standing there like a statue, she was satisfied and allowed you to get on the big bed.]

"Ian I don't want you to fill my cave tonight" morgan said suddenly shocking the clearly expected dragon of the room.

[ she really didn't allow you to leave the evidence of your meeting in the usual place today.]

"Ian tonight i want you to fill a different hole today". Morgan said with a slight blush and hugged Ian tightly.

[But in return, she allowed you to release it somewhere else.]

"Princess I don't understand can you please repeat that", Ian couldn't believe his ears and asked for confirmation May he had heard wrong.

Hearing Ian's words morgan angrily said with a blushed face. "I said to fill up my ass with your dirty liquid you dumb knight".

This was the first time the princess used such a crude language but in her tongue they still felt regal and graceful.

Ian was stunned forgetting to breathe for a second.

Morgan's face was getting more red but she managed to spell out the reason for the sudden change of destination:

"It's not a safe day for me, but if you are so unwilling let's forget it" she turned her head away from Ian.

Ian regained his composure and said with a resolute voice. "Princess it would be my pleasure to serve you in every way possible"

"Hmf..you are clearly lusting after my ass, what a depraved knight". Maybe due to being naked and close to each other morgan didn't hide her thoughts and her speech turned more free.

Ian hugged her waist tightly and rubbed his dragon above her cave, where a smaller hole lay bare for his eyes to feast on.

"Princess if you are speaking such words it would hurt this poor heart of mine". Ian said though in his mind he was clearly thinking of many ways he would play with his princess's sweet peaches.

"Talk less and work more". Morgan said impatiently clearly annoyed by the teasing of his dragon.

"Then princess here i come". with a determined roar Ian's dragon tried to enter through the narrow cave and this time it didn't face any difficulty, Morgan clearly used magecraft to smoothen the entrance.

"Ahnnnnn~ Ian hug me tighter". Even though she used magecraft to smoothen her inner walls for Ian's dragon they were barely enough.

Ian obliged to her demands and hugged her tightly and thrusted inside her with a speed that won't hurt her.

..Pah..pah..pah

Sounds of flesh slapping echoed in the room combined with the sweet moans of Morgan.

For Ian this night would be unforgettable for his entire life.

While banging her sweet peaches Ian sucked on her huge melons experiencing double sweetness.

"Mfuhhhmm". Morgan tried to muffle her moans with the pillow while her peaches were eaten raw by the deviant knight.

With a final thrust Ian emptied his dirty liquid into her sweet peaches, simultaneously morgan let out a deep moan and squirted out her liquids on Ian's waist.

"Huff..Huff... Ian that's enough for tonight come hug me let's sleep.

"...Yes princess". Ian was also tired after a lot of hard work so he settled on the princess's embrace.

[You had a pleasant night.]

[Morgan fell asleep peacefully by your side.]

[You woke up very early in the morning.]

[Looking at Morgan, who was still asleep, you couldn't bear to wake her up.]

[You tidied up your clothes and erased all traces of your presence.]

[You took one last look at her sleeping face, tucked her in, and quietly left the room.]

[It was dawn, and the royal court was silent. You took a walk outside and returned when it was almost time.]

[The guards saluted you and looked at you with respect.]

[You knew that in their hearts, you were still the knight who accompanied the princess in her glorious return.]

[This strengthened your resolve to kill the other offspring who was preventing Morgan from becoming king.]

[This was for Morgan, and for yourself.]

[You decided to start investigating some useful information yourself, and then have a deeper discussion with Morgan after she woke up.]

[However, things didn't seem to go as smoothly as you thought.]

"The king's other offspring! Oh, I know, I know! They're called... eh? What were they called again?"

"The new offspring, right! I understand! They're the princess's... hmm? Brother, or sister? No, why can't I remember?"

One or two knights giving such answers could barely be considered a coincidence.

But Ian found that no matter who he asked in the royal court, their answers seemed to be completely different, yet they were all the same.

This seemed to vaguely reveal one thing:

The king's new offspring did exist.

But—

Now no one could remember their name.

In that case, how could he eliminate someone no one knew for Morgan?

Ian restrained his inner thoughts and thanked the knight in front of him calmly.

"Oh... is that so?"

"Well, if you can't remember, then don't bother. Thank you for your trouble."

"No trouble at all!"

After saying goodbye to the knight, Ian looked around warily.

Generally, he wouldn't go to Morgan's room early in the morning.

But now it seemed.

This routine had to be temporarily broken.