Chapter 29: Call Me Mother

Jinhae

I pulled out. A thick wet sound followed. White overflow painted the insides of her thighs.

Lady Seo Yunhee lay there wrecked.

The gag still bit the corners of her mouth. Those fat tits rose and fell in shallow pulls of air.

I looked down at my cock.

Still hard. Still shiny. Her juice and my cum mixed along the shaft.

I gathered it with two fingers.

Scooped the overflow from her cunt. Scraped the rest off my own length.

I climbed up her body.

The mattress dipped. Her eyes snapped to mine. The cold mask tried to crawl back onto her face and failed.

I smeared the load across her cheek first.

A long, slow stripe from the hinge of her jaw up toward her eye. I painted the other cheek the same way. Then I dragged the rest over her lips, over the soaked silk of the gag, up the bridge of her nose. I left a thick smear on her forehead.

She made a sound behind the gag.

“There,” I said. “Now you look like what you are.”

House Kang’s matriarch. Heavy tits blotched with fingerprints and bite marks. Belly still smooth above a womb I had just forced into season. Cunt gaping. Drooling.

I reached behind Lady Seo’s head and worked the knot free.

The gag came away wet. I tossed it onto the dead chief’s chest.

Lady Seo dragged in a raw breath. Her voice came out shredded.

“You—”

“Quiet.”

She went quiet.

I leaned down until my mouth was beside her ear again.

“From this moment forward I will call you Mother.”

Her whole body locked.

“I will call Minji my sister. In the corridors. At the table. In front of Father. In front of every servant who used to smirk when I walked past with a cane. You will accept it. You will smile. You will not correct me or flinch. If anyone asks, the rescue changed you. The eldest son you overlooked is family again.”

Her lips parted. “And if I refuse?”

“Then I tell them what happened on this bed.”

Silence.

“I tell them how I found you,” I went on. “How I cut that man’s throat and climbed on you while you were still tied. How you came on my servant’s tongue. How you took three loads in this married cunt.”

Her breath caught.

“The house would not survive it. And Minji.” I paused. “Minji would never look at you the same way again.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“I already killed tonight. Telling the truth is easier.”

I sat up so she could see my face.

“Say you accept.”

“I… accept.”

“Louder. And use the word.”

A long pause.

“…I accept, Jinhae. Call me Mother. Call her your sister. I will not correct you.”

“Good.”

I picked up the knife and cut the wrist ties first. I cut the ankles next. She didn't close her legs.

I looked at Ahyun.

“Clean her.”

Ahyun blinked. “Young Master?”

“Water. Cloth. Get the dirt off her. Get my cum off her face and out from between her legs enough that she can sit a horse. We are leaving. Do it now.”

“Y-yes, Young Master.”

Ahyun scrambled. There was a pitcher near the chest and a pile of stolen linens that had probably been meant for the chief’s comfort. She wet a cloth and climbed onto the bed.

Lady Seo turned her face away.

Ahyun still cleaned it.

Gentle, thorough strokes across the smeared cheeks. Across the mouth. Down the throat. She rinsed. She did the chest next, careful around the bite marks on those heavy tits. Then the stomach. Then she hesitated at the black thatch.

“All of it,” I said.

Ahyun swallowed and put the cloth between Lady Seo’s thighs.

The matriarch jerked. Ahyun’s ears went scarlet but her hands kept working. She wiped the overflow. She pressed the cloth to the puffy lips and held it there until the worst of the leak slowed.

I dressed while they finished.

I pulled a set of spare travel clothes from my pack and tossed them onto the bed.

“Put those on her. Her own things are trash.”

Lady Seo sat on the edge of the bed when it was done.

I stopped in front of her.

“On your feet, Mother.”

A visible tremor ran through her shoulders. She stood.

We left the room.

The mine smelled like smoke and blood and cheap wine. Bodies lay where Seolhwa had left them. Ahyun stayed half a step behind Lady Seo the entire walk, one hand ready if the older woman’s knees failed.

Torches burned low near the horses. Seolhwa stood with both swords sheathed and Minji wrapped in the dead bandit’s robe against her side. My sister’s face was buried in Seolhwa’s shoulder. She was shaking less than she had been in the cage.

Seolhwa’s head turned the moment we cleared the rockslide.

“The rest of the mine?” she asked.

“Empty of anyone who can follow.”

Minji heard my voice.

She tore away from Seolhwa and ran. She hit my chest hard enough that I had to plant both feet. Her arms locked around my ribs. Her face pressed into the front of my robes.

“Hyung. Hyung.”

I put one hand on the back of her hair. “I’ve got you.”

She clung harder. I let her have the moment. Over her head, Lady Seo watched us with a blank face.

Seolhwa glanced at the sky.

“Night’s already down. No safe camp for miles.”

“We ride for the city,” I said.

No one argued.

I got Minji onto my horse first. She would not let go long enough to mount cleanly, so I lifted her. I swung up behind her and pulled the cloak around both of us. She twisted immediately and buried herself against my chest again.

“Hold on to me,” I told her. “Don’t look down. Don’t look back.”

“I won’t.”

Ahyun helped Lady Seo onto the second horse and climbed up behind her. The matriarch sat stiff as carved wood.

Seolhwa took point.

The first hour was quiet except for hooves. Seolhwa dropped back once the trail widened.

“I’m glad I was on your side, Jinhae. No one in that mine imagined that thing. I wouldn’t have.”

“That’s why I asked you to come,” I said. “I needed the sword for the ones who might have woken.”

She faced forward again. The flush on her cheekbones could have been the cold.

“Two days,” I added. “We rest one. Then we leave for the Academy.”

She nodded once.

“I’ll be ready.”

She kicked ahead again and took the lead without another word.

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SEOLHWA (Disguised)

Concealed Heir — Namgung Sword Sect

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Affection ............... 35 → 44 / 100 ↑

Lust .................... 52 / 100 (residual)

Trust ................... 85 → 88 / 100 ↑

Submission .............. 22 / 100

Fear .................... 19 / 100

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*— Strength Obsession: impressed

*— Blade Honor: satisfied

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