Episode 7

I feel dizzy. My senses are numb. My mind is clouded. Can this be real? Did I drink too much? Worse, it wasn’t even enjoyable; I drank almost the entire bottle in anger. I’m feeling a bit sleepy. A nap wouldn’t hurt. I closed my eyes, and upon opening them, I found myself in a place all too familiar.

"Miss! Come on. Get out of there. You'll catch a cold if you stay in the rain," Teresa shouted as she saw me playing in the rain. I made a face at her. I liked feeling the rain on my skin. "If you don't mind getting wet, then at least help us, grab some containers. We need to gather water."

"Am I back? Oh! It was a nightmare. A terrible, frightening nightmare," I exclaimed, relieved it wasn’t real. Teresa approached, concerned by my outburst.

"Did you have a nightmare, miss?" Teresa asked, sitting next to me.

"Yes, I had a nightmare about a horrifying and terrible emperor, but he was quite handsome, we must admit that undeniable fact," I explained to Teresa.

"Wake up! I've heard enough. That was just your first impression," Icarus woke me. He was on top of me, his body heat palpable.

"What are you doing on top of me?" I asked, confused. My mind seemed slower than usual at processing information.

"I see. You're the type who likes to be on top, right? I understand. I'm fine with that. I have no preference," Icarus said with a mischievous smile, but what truly caught my eye was his defined chest. He looked even more appealing without a shirt.

"That's not the issue. You do realize you're almost naked, right? I can see everything," I said, covering my face with my hands, embarrassed by my impure thoughts, yet I still sneaked peeks through the gaps between my fingers.

"But I haven't even taken off my pants! Excited by this much? Imagine when you see the rest," the Emperor said with a laugh.

How can I go through with this? Just looking at his face and sturdy form, I can tell he's sexy. There’s no other way but to go forward. No! I mustn't succumb to temptation. Surely, that body is a point of no return. Besides, I'm not sober enough for my first time.

"You can't do this. You perverted emperor!" I shouted, pushing him away.

"Perverted?" Icarus looked at me surprised. Now I’ll be killed. Ah, whatever. I'll speak my mind and that's that.

"Yes, perverted. I'm just speaking the truth. Even if I’m under the influence of alcohol. Taking advantage of my state is low. You planned all this, didn’t you? You wanted to get me drunk and take advantage of me," I blurted out, my mouth moving faster than my brain could think.

"Wait. I think there's a bit of a misunderstanding here," the emperor said.

"Misunderstanding. I'm not going to be fooled. You don't need to explain. I'm sure there was something in that glass bottle that got me like this. Drinking makes people unconscious. I'm so drunk I can barely stand. No matter if you're the emperor. Non-consensual relationships are crimes. We can't do this while I'm drunk. If you weren’t so attractive, with that sexy face and a great body, I would have already run away. For now, I'll just wait until I'm sober. It would be a waste not to remember every detail of this night," the words tumbled out unbidden from my lips. I regretted them as soon as they were spoken.

"Ah! I think I understand what's happening here. The drink you had was 'Confession' potion. It's quite simple. Whoever drinks it spills their secrets. It wasn't my intention for you to drink it. It was for another purpose. I didn’t think you'd drink the entire bottle. Why did you drink it?" Icarus inquired. Right! He didn't tell me to drink anything. I was the one who attacked the bottle without knowing what it was.

"That...is..." How could I tell him that my impending death was the real reason, that I wanted to enjoy life to the fullest without sounding insane? I feel like he already thinks I’m completely deranged. Who cares anyway?

"Well, anyway. You’ll have to fulfill your duties as a wife tonight, right?" Icarus said, tossing me back onto the bed.

"Hold on a minute. What are you going to do to me? Doing this in my state isn't fair," I felt my body heat up with his touch on my wrists. I'm sure this time it's not the drink. Perhaps I'm the perverted one in this story.

"What else would I do with my wife on a night like this?" Icarus asked, gripping my wrist and pressing it against the bed. His gaze on me was so alluring. He seemed as tempting and dangerous as fire itself. The more I looked, the more I wanted to touch.

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