Chapter 332: At Last I Take Her Majesty’s Night Guard

Through the day the run was thoroughly calm. When you are tense and on guard there will be no attack. That is the general expectation, and the tendency. Today was a day that stayed that way. They will not come attacking in daylight, I thought, and still went on holding the thought of if. That tension was a world apart from the easy road until yesterday. At rest times no one let their guard down, and most faces were stiff.

We arrived at the inn and I could tell the tension of all the attendants had left. But I think from here is the real test. Once we enter the Eisleben tribe, outsiders will be easy to tell and will be excluded, so it should be far more at ease than on the road. How is that. If even inside the Eisleben tribe there is someone who has been pulled in, then there is nothing to be done.

I noticed something odd in myself for thinking if we can just reach the Eisleben tribe. First I have to hold tonight, and I am asking help from something further ahead. With that kind of weakness I cannot think I can protect Her Majesty if something happens tonight.

Dinner, a bath, those events of Her Majesty passed, and at last it was time to sleep. In Her Majesty’s bedroom the players were assembled. Me, Anouk, Lily. That all three of them have a bodily relation with me is glad, and still being able to do nothing is like killing a snake slowly, I think. Only, I am the only one thinking that. The three of them would not be thinking such a thing. Having room to think that may be a good sign.

Now Her Majesty went into a negligee and would rest. Anouk and Lily tried to be a shield and block Her Majesty from my sight, but she flickered in and out. Under that, is it only underwear again tonight? My son stood even though I should be tired. Does it stand because I am tired?

They would make the light small, so I moved to a corner of the room and cut my presence. The moment I did, Her Majesty cried,

"Robbie! Where is Robbie?"

I showed my presence.

"I am here. Is something wrong?"

I spoke toward Her Majesty, and Her Majesty said,

"Robbie, come here."

In a clear voice she pointed beside the bed. I looked at Anouk’s face. She was nodding. Meaning go.

Then as ordered I stood beside Her Majesty’s bed, and,

"Bring a chair and sit. And hold my hand."

and so on. I looked at Anouk’s face once more. She was nodding. Meaning do as Her Majesty says.

As told I brought a chair beside the bed, put out a hand in front of Her Majesty, and Her Majesty gripped my hand tight. That hand was damp with sweat. With her makeup off Her Majesty looked terribly worn. But from gripping my hand she was at ease, maybe, and looked at me with a pleasant face. Even in the dark I could tell Her Majesty’s eyes shone looking at me.

"Please rest at ease. I am protecting Your Majesty."

"Yes. Thank you. If Robbie is here I am at ease."

Her Majesty shut her eyes. But that she was not asleep I could tell well, holding her hand. Lily and Anouk waited behind me. Both were to lie on a long chair and sleep. If something happened and I raised my voice both should wake at once. I had meant to crouch in a corner of the room and doze, but I may meet morning in this posture as I am.

I should have been tired and sleepy, and looking at Her Majesty’s sleeping face the sleepiness flew away. Her Majesty drew my hand and set it against her cheek. Not an arm pillow, a hand pillow. When morning comes, will the mark of my hand not be left on Her Majesty’s face?

Even so, if Her Majesty is satisfied with that and sleeps, I have nothing to say.

How long did we stay like that? Ten minutes? Thirty minutes? An hour? There is no clock so I do not know, but Her Majesty opened her eyes. She was looking at me again. She took my hand and guided that hand as it was to the chest of the negligee. The chest was hot. Does she have a fever? Then she guided my hand still further in.

The hand, of course, reached the swell. Having reached there I touched the protrusion. There was already a nipple hard, korikori. I looked at Her Majesty’s face. She had a serious face, but her lips moved.

"Reward."

That was the movement of the lips.

Then this is a perk of the post, so I will move my hand. I stroked the nipple with the pad of a finger. I pressed the breast with my palm and kneaded. Her Majesty’s brow twisted as if she were enduring? I do not think it hurts, so I will continue. Then Her Majesty’s hand stretched to my crotch. After pressing my son over the trousers and confirming where it was, she traced it through the cloth. After confirming my son had gone hard she stimulated it, grinding. Given the situation this is extremely exciting. I want her to take my son out and touch it directly. But there is no way I can do such a thing. Then I may let it out inside the underwear as I am? Such a waste? Shall I? While kneading Her Majesty’s breast a conflict rose in my heart.

Then there was a strange sound outside the window.

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Kots!

I felt a small sound. No one in the room reacted. Imagination, maybe?

Don!

A sound lower down. A sound like something falling. No one noticed this either. No one in the whole inn reacted.

Then in a row,

Kots! Kots!

sounds outside, and a sound of something falling below.

"Lily!"

I meant a small voice, but everyone’s eyes woke. Her Majesty clung to my hand.

"Yes, Lord Robbie."

Lily’s calm voice.

"Something is happening outside the room. Enemies seem to be coming, but something is different. Go down, look outside. You do not have to drop them even if there are enemies. Confirm how it is."

"Understood."

Lily went out of the room. The room watch outside seemed to wake, startled. Flustered, they asked Lily what had happened, but Lily ignored that and went down.

Then outside again,

Kots!

A sound around the lower rooms. Then a falling sound. What in the world is happening? I want to open the window and check, but when the window is opened enemies may enter.

"Anouk, could you open the curtain a little and look outside? I do not want the inside of the room seen, so only a little."

"Yes."

Anouk moved to the window without a sound. Her Majesty was sitting up, holding my arm in both hands. The upper arm was caught between her breasts, and a hand reached between Her Majesty’s thighs.

"Your Majesty, you are safe. I will stake this life and protect Your Majesty!"

"Please, Robbie."

After I said it strong, I thought for an instant, I am not a subject of this country, do I need to go that far? Then I thought, this is a fight to protect the person I love! ...the person I love? Do I love Her Majesty? No, no. If I start thinking this I will enter a labyrinth, so stop.