Episode 10

After being healed, he wandered off into the garden, losing himself among the trees. A whirlwind of emotions and memories flooded his mind, everything was so different from what he had read. He had never believed that the king and Livia were actually in love, but a misunderstanding had wrecked everything. Livia was suffering in silence, believing she deserved it for the harm she had caused the king. In the midst of the woods, he collapsed onto the grass, staring upwards, gasping for breath and with a throbbing headache. Tears spilled over as he recalled a miserable childhood, being raised as a mere tool, and just when he thought happiness was within reach, it all fell apart.

A noise caught his attention, and turning to sit up, he saw the king standing nearby. He couldn't help but look at him with sadness.

"I loved you... but I couldn't tell you the truth... it all fell apart before I could."

In his memories, he recalled planning to reveal the truth about the Duke, but unfortunately, the king had somehow found out, and it all ended. The king approached and knelt before Livia, cradling his face in both hands. It was heart-wrenching to see him cry like that, not that Livia wanted it, but the sheer weight of those emotions made him cry too. The king wiped away his tears with his thumbs and gently kissed him on the lips, followed by a deeper, more lasting kiss.

They fell back onto the grass, deepening their kiss, their tongues playfully intertwining. Livia let his lingering feelings take over; his mind urged him to stop, but his body savored their union. The king released his grasp to softly caress Livia's thigh over the fabric of his clothes. Livia shivered but let him proceed; with no resistance, the king lifted the tunic, reaching its edge, and slipped his hand underneath, touching bare skin. Livia's shiver ran deeper; he pulled away from the kiss long enough to let out a moan as the king seized the moment to remove the tunic entirely, revealing Livia's nearly feminine form—if not for the lack of breasts, one might swear he was a woman. The king bent down, kissing and tasting the soft skin of the young man's neck and shoulder while his hands ventured inside Livia's trousers. Livia shuddered, feeling his flesh grasped and stroked.

"Yo-your Majesty... ah..."

He shifted slightly, clenching his hands on the king's arms as his body reacted to the attention. He could only feel as the king slid back, enveloping his arousal with the warmth of his lips, moving his tongue and sucking gently. Livia's breaths grew labored; he was wholly consumed by the act, even feeling moisture at his back—a natural response for an omega. At this, the king ran his fingers there, inserting one, and Livia arched slightly, amplified pleasure coursing through him as he was tended from both sides.

"Livia, may I continue?"

Livia nodded at his question, so the king positioned himself between the omega's legs, pushing inside carefully not to hurt him. For Livia, it was uncomfortable yet not painful. Slowly the king moved, reveling in the sensation of being enveloped by his omega. With hands braced against the grass, the king's movements became rougher. Livia kept gasping from the friction inside him, never imagining he'd end up like this—taken by a man. Their pleasure peaked, and following their climactic release, they gasped for air, and the king leaned in for a kiss.

Afterward, the king stepped into the pond at the center of the woods while Livia quickly dressed, lamenting how low he had sunk—he could feel the soreness in his hips and the tremble in his legs. Clearly, those concubines didn't do their job well; the king had far too much stamina.

"Livia, you've fallen so low," he said to himself as he fled as best he could, clinging to trees. Upon clearing the woods, his maids rushed to aid him.

"Your Highness, are you alright? What happened?"

"It's nothing, just prepare a bath... and bring the usual contraceptive..."

The maids exchanged glances, then looked back at the forest, assuming the king had sought something without waiting for the proper time, but they could say nothing. They just helped Livia back to his room and prepared the bath.