Night Mischief (2)

As night fell, Serina wordlessly headed to the Main Chamber. Mirabilis calling Serina in the middle of the night wasn’t a rare occurrence, so the other palace staff didn’t find it strange at all. She even ran into the knight Abitus, who simply asked, “Did the Princess-nim summon you?” and moved on.

However, Mirabilis hadn’t actually summoned Serina. Serina had independently sought her out first. When she knocked on the door of the Main Chamber, Mirabilis, though puzzled, allowed her to enter. The Princess gave her a questioning look but wore a faint smile on her lips.

“What is it? Serina.”

“I’ve come because there’s something important.”

“Something important?”

Mirabilis tilted her head, but didn’t continue the thought.

“Regina Lecta.”

As Mirabilis rose from her seat with a dazed look, Serina sat down in her place. There was something she absolutely had to ask.

“Mirabilis.”

“Yes…”

“Do you really want to receive the Princess title?”

“Yes, I must…”

Mirabilis’s expression of emotion was clear. Even in a hypnotic state, her tone was more forceful compared to other conversations, making her desire to receive the title palpable.

“What if you can’t receive it?”

“It would be too… humiliating to bear…”

Serina tapped the table with her finger, lost in thought.

“Why do you think you can’t receive the Princess title?”

“Royal Father-nim… thinks that I… can’t control my anger too much… and don’t act in a manner befitting a Princess…”

Serina couldn’t help but sigh. She knew Mirabilis’s personality best-aside from Mullaba, that is.

‘She acts with dignity when she needs to. Was it the fact that she took out her anger on the maids that was the problem? Well… there were hardly any Princesses who came to visit in the first place.’

The Emperor was trying to ‘educate’ Mirabilis, who was already arrogant and picky, in his own way, but unfortunately, such intentions had little effect on the Princess.

‘Unexpectedly, Mirabilis is a young lady starved for affection… That’s why she initially refused to accept me as Older Sister-nim, but once she acknowledged me, she clung to me like a child.’

As Serina pondered, Mirabilis stood blankly before her in a hypnotic state. After a while, Serina made up her mind.

“Mirabilis, ultimately, whether you receive the Princess title depends on His Majesty the Emperor’s will. There can be no other conditions. Right?”

“Yes…”

“Then, in order for His Majesty the Emperor to grant you the title, you, the ‘fake you’ in your normal state, must know how to restrain yourself… Right?”

“Yes… as Older Sister-nim says…”

Serina once again put the power of hypnotic magic into her tongue with all her might.

“In the future… even in the state of the ‘fake’ you… if I say this, you must obey my words. ‘As a maid, I am humbled’. If I, your Older Sister-nim, not anyone else, start speaking with the preface ‘As a maid, I am humbled’, you must obey those words, even if you’re the fake you… Of course, you shouldn’t obey immediately after I say those words. Pretend to think about it for a bit, take some time before obeying.”

The suggestion was a bit long, so Mirabilis struggled to understand the meaning of the words in the haze of hypnosis.

“Older Sister-nim… says… ‘As a maid, I am humbled’… I must…”

“Yes, you must obey. Pretend to think about it a little… take some time.”

“Take some time… while…”

Mirabilis glanced at Serina, then slowly walked over, knelt on one knee, and carefully rested her head on her Older Sister-nim’s chest. Serina stroked Mirabilis’s hair, and she smiled softly.

“Ah… Older Sister-nim… my Older Sister-nim…”

Once again, Serina came up with a mischievous question and wore a wicked smile. She parted the younger Princess’s soft golden hair, revealed her white neck, stroked it, and then, while caressing her back, casually asked:

“How do you compare Padrentia-nim and me?”

Mirabilis raised her head and met her Older Sister-nim’s eyes. Even though her pupils were blurred and had turned glassy, the light of the candle flickered on her irises, which still seemed to drip with green paint. In a low but sweet tone, the Princess readily opened her mouth.

“Padrentia is… my Older Sister of the flesh… but Serina-nim is… my Older Sister of the soul… I like Older Sister-nim much better…”

Hearing Mirabilis say “Serina-nim,” Serina was overcome with a trembling sense of victory. Thinking about whether there was any other maid who had been called by the Princess with the honorific ‘-nim’ attached to their name other than herself, a bizarre and unbearable pleasure swelled in her chest.

In the back of Mirabilis’s mind, the suggestion that Serina was her ‘Older Sister-nim’ and superior was firmly rooted. The maid who had become her Older Sister-nim wanted to enjoy this situation a little more.

“So, Mirabilis, what did you do before going to sleep last night?”

“As Older Sister-nim said… I touched… my body… and comforted myself…”

Serina asked with a sly smile.

“Was it good?”

“Ah… an unforgettable… punishment…”

Mirabilis’s face flushed again. Serina thought about savoring today’s pleasure now.

“Take out the wine glass and bottle you were drinking from. I’ll drink it myself.”

“Yes… Older Sister-nim.”

Mirabilis took out the bottle of wine and the glass she had been drinking from. It was the wine she drank to help her sleep when she suffered from insomnia. And a glass as clear as water, hard to find on the market. About half of the wine remained in the bottle. When Serina opened the bottle, she frowned slightly because the pungent smell of alcohol assaulted her sense of smell.

“Hmm… it certainly would help you sleep if you drank this. Mirabilis, pour me a glass.”

As Serina held out the glass, Mirabilis respectfully held the bottle with both hands and poured the wine until it sloshed. The sound of the wine flowing out spread into the silence.

“Take off your clothes in front of me now. So I can see all of you.”

“Ah…”

Mirabilis seemed a little hesitant, but as if expecting something, she soon slowly took off her clothes. She dropped the robe she wore as pajamas to the ground, and when she took off all the underwear that covered her chest and lower body, her naked body, like a fish just out of the water, was revealed before her eyes.

The candlelight flickered as it danced in the faint breeze that permeated the Main Chamber. The candle wax flowed down like hot tears. The Princess, standing silently in the soft light that struggled to push back the darkness, looked as mysterious as a fairy from an old tale. Serina felt like she had become the hunter in the story who had captured the fairy. Her pulse quickened slightly with an unspeakable sense of victory.

“There’s nothing to hide… in front of your Older Sister-nim… right?”

“Yes…”

Serina’s breath hitched as she trembled with excitement. She couldn’t completely erase the faint joy that trembled through her as she once again put the power of hypnotic magic into her tone.

“Comfort yourself while I watch. So I can watch with pleasure. It’s not embarrassing… it’s rather joyful, because it will bring you closer to me…”

“Ah…”

Mirabilis hesitated a little, but gave in to Serina’s words. She grabbed her own chest with her white hands and gently massaged it. At first, she was a little awkward, but just like miners searching every corner of the earth for a gold vein, digging and hammering at rocks, Mirabilis’s fingers also searched for a pleasurable spot, digging and hammering at every corner of her naked fields, hills, and valleys.

She was embarrassed at first, but as her tension gradually eased, pleasure poked its head out from within her heart. The pleasure of her body, and the twisted sense of agreement that she was doing this in front of her beloved Older Sister-nim, were woven together like colored threads, creating a new and even stronger pleasure. An overwhelming sense of elation, incomparable to when she did it alone, gave strength to the young lady’s hands.

Her hands first caressed her chest. The nipples, beautifully exposed at the tips of her perky breasts, pushed themselves out as if showing off, stimulated by her fingers. After caressing the area for a while, her fingers tapped her slender arms, belly, thighs, etc., searching for a gold mine, before crawling into her crotch between her legs.

Her skin, which had been as fair and glossy as freshly squeezed milk, turned as red as rhodonite, and the more the young lady’s touch rubbed against her body, the more her whole body heated up as if she had drunk strong liquor.

It wasn’t just the small pleasure of moving human flesh and blood. It felt like a deep bond of connection was being formed between them by doing this in front of Older Sister-nim, connecting them to each other. Even though Older Sister-nim was just standing still and she was the only one writhing like a snake shedding its skin, she wanted to show her even more, thinking that they were doing something that people wouldn’t normally do.

‘If she’s satisfied, she’ll adore me,’ Mirabilis thought, a thought that Serina would have greatly appreciated if she had known, and she gradually became intoxicated with pleasure, panting and heaving cutely.

Sweat gradually beaded and flowed on her crimson skin. It didn’t matter. The thought that she wanted this to continue filled Mirabilis’s mind. She had never felt such intense emotions by forming a relationship with someone else, so the situation where her heart was beating so violently was unbearably stimulating for the young lady who had lived lonely in the deep palace.

Even though it was night, she wasn’t cold; rather, she was feverish, deeply inhaling the cool air of the night and exhaling hot breaths. Without even knowing what she was hoping for, a strange expectation filled her, and the sound of her heart pounding filled her mind.

She felt moisture on her fingers that had burrowed into her perineum. She had had similar experiences when she comforted herself alone according to Serina’s orders, but it was different when she did it in front of her.

It felt like droplets would flow down her fingers through her pubic hair. She felt a little shy and embarrassed, and while hoping that her Older Sister-nim, who was watching her, wouldn’t notice, she wiggled her hips back and forth, exuding the scent of a woman, with a tingling excitement rising from her lower abdomen to her spine.

Serina was also mesmerized by Mirabilis’s appearance. The Princess’s appearance was so lewd and sensual that Serina, a woman, couldn’t take her eyes off her. Serina unknowingly swallowed hard and licked her lips with her tongue. The thought that she was the only one who had seen Mirabilis’s appearance made her blood vessels rise in her neck like leeches.

She belatedly took a sip of wine. When her lips touched the glass, the distilled essence of the strong liquor traveled along her tongue to her throat. But as the dizzyingly spicy taste of the alcohol passed through her esophagus, her chest became even hotter, and she felt dizzy. She had initially ordered it with the intention of deliberately tormenting her, but she was confused as to why she was the one becoming dizzy. Serina deliberately took her mouth off the glass and composed herself.

Mirabilis’s expression, reflected in the candlelight, was heightened by a mixture of hypnotic haziness and sexual pleasure. As if a rock had blocked a stream of water, the Princess wriggled the fingers she had inserted into her vulva, searching for the pleasure that flickered before her eyes but was out of reach, panting from the aching sensation in her lumbar region.

“My true Older Sister-nim is only Serina-nim. I swear eternal loyalty to Older Sister-nim! Ah, Older Sister-nim!”

At that moment, a hot sensation that felt like it was scorching her spine flowed like lightning, and even Mirabilis’s hazy eyes momentarily regained focus. The wave and aftermath of pleasure that rushed in in an instant covered and stirred her consciousness, causing her to stop breathing and tremble her muscles. As the pleasure slowly receded like the tide, the young lady’s eyes fell into an even deeper hypnotic abyss, melting into the darkness.

“…I didn’t expect this either.”

Serina had clearly given the suggestion last time that the peak of pleasure would come when she made a vow of loyalty while masturbating. But Serina had thought of it as a setting where she was lying alone in bed at night, but Mirabilis seemed to have accepted that the suggestion was valid even in the current situation.

“Mirabilis… I enjoyed watching the dance you dedicated to me very much.”

It was a compliment mixed with mockery, but Mirabilis, who was panting in the remnants of the wave of pleasure, smiled happily.

“Ah… thank you, Older Sister-nim.”

Serina filled her glass with wine and drank it again. The taste of the wine was bitter yet reminiscent and sweet like the scent of flowers. Mixed with Mirabilis’s breath and the scent of wine, the quiet autumn night deepened.