WARNINGS: Rape, THIS IS NOT A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP, Adultery, Pregnant Sex, Somnophilia, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat
Spring was ending, so summer came like a storm.
And the heat came with it.
Nami of House Cocoyashi overlooked the waves. The great hall had balconies that rose over the waves on the rocks where she took a moment to enjoy the breeze and view.
From her vantage point, she could see far out into the ocean where the moon bobbed in the water, but out into the east, the tower of the king loomed in the sky. Her eyes drew to the balcony far above at the top of the tower. What kind of view did their king have? He had certainly won it for himself.
Of the House Dawn, Luffy had inherited the throne, but in succeeding it, he had had to defend his right to it soon after. The failed Goa Rebellion had ended two years ago, but the castle had not been touched during the conflict. They said next to nothing had been destroyed.
Everyone spoke of the king's bravery, despite that, Nami found entertainment with her betrothed that night instead. A friend of the king, Sanji of House Germa, had proven his valor as well in the rebellion. They said that without his house, the king would not have kept his throne. Even now, she could hear him gossip with the Lord of House Mariejois about one of his campaigns.
"They couldn't get their clothes on fast enough!"
Sanji leaned in toward Lady Conis, his curly eyebrow waggling, and she giggled behind a goblet of wine though her eyes looked aside. As well they should! He was her fiancé, after all.
Nami flushed and attempted to keep a straight face as she turned away. Of course, her betrothed had come across such things during the campaign though. Wars meant soldiers, and soldiers drew camp supporters - followers. Nami had heard several stories that night that were lighter in tone like that, but this was the first she had heard one from her future husband.
Bracing herself in the moonlight, the night took over and cooled the air. For now, the burgeoning summer would yield to night's icy bite. Nami admired the moon a while longer before she turned and stopped in surprise.
"Your Majesty?"
King Luffy stood at the door to the balcony. He looked past her at the ocean, and their eyes met.
A crisp breeze ruffled her hair, and Nami managed a curtsy for him. When he said nothing, she brushed her hair from her face. "Good evening, sire. Lord Sanji tells me about you all the time."
He nodded.
His gaze unsettled her somehow, and her tongue stilled.
Sanji always told her about the wildness of the king - his laughter and ambitions. Nami had never known the king to be like that, however. She remembered a quiet boy. He said that King Luffy would rule the sky if he told it to bend the knee. Part of her knew that was his Haki abilities, but standing before him now, she thought about bowing again though he had done nothing yet - that she shouldn't stare back much longer or he might tell her to bend her knee for him. The shiver that shook her body was not from the wind.
It was silly though. Just as he had been.
Nami took a deep breath. "The view is beautiful. I've never seen anything like it. Thank you for inviting us to visit."
"Of course," he said at last, and she relaxed.
When she glanced around him, Nami practically bounced to Sanji's side as he approached. Nami shared a smile with him, and relief washed over her. King Luffy's silence pricked at her. Sanji kissed the back of her hand which soothed her though.
"My dear lady, aren't you freezing out here? The night air is not good for you. Come have some wine to warm yourself."
She smiled wider. "And drink you under the table again, m'lord? I could not do so in front of so many people."
The king cracked a smile while Sanji laughed. A proper response at last, and yet when she gazed at him, he stared back evenly - his smile gone.
Sanji said, "Well, come enjoy my company anyway."
"Are you so keen to have me to yourself already?" Nami tugged his goatee, and he laughed.
"I want you every minute of every hour, my lady," Sanji said.
Nami preened under the praise and smiled behind her hand. Her House was not a rich or powerful one. They had no abilities to offer to higher houses. An offer of marriage from her would have insulted a lord of higher standing. So when Germa had proposed the match, her mother had been ecstatic to have her one and only daughter wed their third son. Their house would be safe and improved by such a union.
If she provided a son, he would be Cocoyashi's next lord - too many sons in Germa's House prevented him from ever being Germa's lord. Yet, with blood from Germa, he could be as powerful as other lords if their abilities were passed down.
It was just a marriage and a trade deal at its roots, but it also appeared she might even find happiness if her lord husband was so ardent.
They would even stay in the home where she had grown to womanhood, small as it was.
"You can wait a few weeks," she said, and he drooped.
"Your Grace, do you see how she wounds me?"
Luffy's brow quirked before he drew his feasting knife to offer the hilt to her. "M'lady, you missed the heart. Would you like my blade?"
Nami gaped in shock, but Sanji burst out laughing while several lords and ladies around them joined his amusement. The king smiled at Sanji, and his eyes flickered to her, but he held the hilt out longer than she thought proper before he sheathed it again.
With a pout, she clutched Sanji's arm. "I'll do fine without one, thank you, Your Highness."
"So the wedding." Nami bit her tongue, but she turned to the king who asked, "It's in a few weeks? Where?"
Grimacing, Sanji said, "Yes, well, my father wants us to wed in his fort. A dreadful place for my lady. She bloomed in orchards under the sun."
"M'lord, it doesn't matter where we wed." She smiled at his protest though, warmed by the thoughtfulness. In truth, she had heard that Lord Judge had not wanted to attend a wedding in House Cocoyashi's small fort - barely a tower when it was compared to other houses' homes. "In a fort or a barn, we'd still be married."
"How about here?"
The words startled Nami, and Sanji's jaw dropped.
King Luffy gestured out to the balcony where she had been but moments ago. "You told me it was beautiful, did you not? You could be married here. Lord Judge can't make a fuss then."
Her mouth shut, and she swallowed nothing. Sanji slapped his shoulder with a grin, shaking the king in his excitement, and gave a hearty whoop. "Sire, you're the best of the best! No other man could be better!"
She thought the smile that the king returned appeared sickly.
The gaiety continued into the night, but whenever Nami looked at the king, she realized he was staring at her. Even catching his glances did not deter him though. Some women talked about how men undressed them with their eyes, but Nami didn't think that was quite right.
He was devouring her.
Nami was sweating.
The perspiration stuck her gown to her body, and she wished it was winter. Summer's heat glued the cloth to her skin, and it felt like she could peel it off like another skin laid on top of herself. She hoped the sweat was not bleeding through the cloth for all to see.
The heat made her dress with less cover too - not just thinner garb. Sometimes, she thought she might pop out at any moment when she wore her summer gowns. Nami still wore them with pleasure, however, knowing her fiance's glances were all for her. She fully intended to keep his gaze solely to herself - she would not have her husband go sow bastards in the maids and other ladies.
At the moment, she did not feel so desirable, however.
It had been so humid and sweltering that Nami had taken to drinking wine down in the cellars of the castle where the coolness clung to the walls. Wine came faster that way too.
She was returning from one such refreshment to her apartments when a footstep fell behind her.
Nami paused in the hallway.
As she glanced back, the king stood there, leaning against the wall. She bit her lip and stared before she turned to face him and lifted her skirts to approach.
"Your Highness?" She curtsied, but when he said nothing, she studied him with a tilted head. "Did you want something?"
King Luffy gazed at her, eyelids lowering. Nami squirmed and crossed her arms in front of herself. She tried to wait for an answer.
Yet the silence stretched into the sweltering afternoon.
"Ah ... it's so kind of you to host our wedding here. I wanted to thank you."
He smirked. "Is that right? Lady Nami."
She shivered and hesitated as she gazed at him. Now, frozen, the most powerful man in the kingdom stared at her, and she could do naught else but gaze back.
Not able to read the man, Nami was still surprised that King Luffy would hold the wedding ceremony in his castle. Sanji had been so excited - by the invitation from his liege, and for the ceremony itself. They loved one another like friends did, after all. He talked to her at length about preparations, and soon the day would be upon them.
Nami shifted back and forth on her feet though and watched the king's dark eyes. He seemed drunk, but she could not smell alcohol in the hall. While Nami had just imbibed, alcohol did not touch her like it did others. She had never known him to drink, but he leaned against the wall like it was all that supported him.
"If I could ever repay this favor," she said, but she couldn't think of what to say after.
Pursing his lips, King Luffy's eyes closed before he said, "You might have the chance one day."
Nami's shoulders tensed when he straightened and stalked toward her. She stepped back before she could stop herself and flushed upon her realization that she had. Something in his stare held her, but she knew she could not possibly want what he was going to do.
"Excuse me, Your Highness."
King Luffy held her gaze though, and she twitched as he lifted her chin to look into his eyes. "M'lady, would you like to discuss this payment?"
She shivered and backed a step. "I don't think-"
"M'lady." He grabbed her wrist, and Nami tried to pull away, but his grip would not allow it. The king tugged her inexorably closer. His eyes narrowed. "I wanted to talk to you."
Nami twisted her wrist and swallowed dryly when his fist tightened. He hadn't hurt her, but she had the sudden premonition that if she tried to escape, it would not end well. Except, looking into his eyes, she didn't think it would bode any better if she stayed here. She took a deeper breath and raised her hand to her breast to conceal the fact that her chest was rising quickly.
His eyes did not leave hers, tugging at her.
She asked, "What did you wish to speak to me about, Your Majesty?"
"My right."
Brow pinching in bewilderment, Nami searched his face. "Your right, sire? I don't think that I understand."
"I have a right as king to take something if I so wish," he said, and Nami's belly fluttered while his black eyes trailed over her before they rose again to her gaze. It made little sense to her though. What was he saying?
"My king, if it is your right then ..." She stopped. Somehow, he loomed over her even though he had not budged. Nami swallowed nothing, and her heart pounded. "If it is your right, take it."
His grip squeezed her wrist, and she shuddered, glancing at his hand. He dropped her wrist as if he understood.
"It's not that simple."
When he turned to face away, Nami pressed her hands into her stomach to quell the quivering inside. It did little to help, however.
"Your Highness, if you wish to sit and talk, I could offer a chance to talk in my parlor."
His head tilted, and he turned to gaze at her before he asked, "Would you?"
Nami reminded herself that her maid was waiting in her apartments for her return. She had reposed in the wine cellar for most of the day.
The king had given her the apartments for her use before the wedding night. When she would finally join her new soon-to-be husband in wedded bliss, Nami could sleep in Sanji's apartments instead. She could not imagine why she wanted the other woman to be there, but she could not fight the unsettling feeling in her gut either.
She realized then that she had never truly spoken to the king alone before. Usually, there were others about. At the ball, she had chatted with him while with her future husband, but it was all about nothing but state and country affairs or the wedding.
The king had stared at her then too.
He had stared at her long ago.
What was this?
What was his right?
Nami curtsied though and said, "Yes, of course, Your Majesty."
In her apartments, Nami fluttered about the room and worried a moment, but everything was in order. Except for her beloved maid, Nojiko, who was nowhere in sight.
Clearing her throat, she said, "Nojiko, dear? The king is visiting me. Would you attend to us?"
The chill when the door shut behind him made her back straighten. Nami breathed unevenly and pressed her hands against her stomach again. The man ruffled her, but she could not allow that to make her rude to her king.
She proceeded to check the little study for her maid as well, chewing her lower lip in concern, but no one was within. Where had she gone?
Perhaps she had forgotten an order she had given to her.
The king followed her into the study, and she spun around to face him with a curtsy. "Please accept my apologies. I thought she would be here to serve a cool drink."
Her eyes widened when King Luffy locked the door. As he faced her, her heart sank, hammering.
"I don't need a drink, m'lady."
Nami stepped back.
King Luffy stalked her.
"Your Highness? If you could-"
"I'm quite comfortable standing, m'lady."
She backed into the desk, breath catching in her throat. His silk coat slipped off his shoulders, and he unlaced his ruffled shirt.
Nami turned to the door too late. The king grabbed her wrist and slapped her hand on the desk. His chest, wet with sweat, pressed against hers, and she gasped as his searing tongue ravaged her throat.
Her other hand pushed against his shoulder, but the man was all muscle and would not yield to her. She slipped on his slick skin.
"Your Highness, no! I'm betrothed!"
He moaned.
"I know."
Taking her other hand, he pressed both against the desk and bowed his head over her chest to lave his tongue over her protruding bosom. She had been worried about falling out of her dress, but now, he sucked on the top of her sweaty breast, pulling her nipple higher until it popped out from its constraints.
Nami squealed when he supped on it, and pleasure shot to her very core.
"Please, stop! I - I love Lord Sanji! Let me go!" She wished her voice didn't sound so shrill.
His bulge pressed against her thigh, and she squeaked.
"You said we were going to talk! Please, sire!" As her body writhed, feverish and damp under her gown, he sucked harder, and her toes curled.
Luffy pushed her back onto the desk, and Nami gaped, stunned, while he pulled, sucking her nipple into his mouth. His eyes met hers from under his lashes. The intensity with which he fixed his gaze on her made her think of a beast. She arched to his lips and tongue with a cry as he dragged it over the flesh before suckling harder than before.
"Sire, no!" She wished it didn't sound like a moan.
He released her teat with a pop. "You said I could take my right."
"This is not-!" Her scream was lost in a strangled sob when he lost his hand down her gown until he pulled her other nipple out into the air. "Your Highness, please, don't!"
She yanked at his grasp, but he licked lewd circles over her other nipple. "As your king, it is my right to take your virginity."
"No one has used that in-!" Nami sobbed as he suckled it, and her eyes rolled back in shock. "Sire!"
"You're sure you're a virgin?" She looked at him, tears filling her eyes, and he licked his lips. "You sure do like getting your tits sucked a lot for saying you're a virgin. Has he taken you already?"
Shaking her head, Nami whimpered. "He - he hasn't! Please, Your Highness, I beg mercy. Please, release me!"
"I've wanted you for years. A bawdy little virgin with your temper? You're a pleasure to me - my one fantasy." He growled and let go of her wrists to grab her nipples. She shrieked as he tugged and twisted, and her body responded cruelly, becoming wet in her lust. "But you're marrying that blowhard, the pervert who has a dozen bastards already!"
Nami jerked, gasping and bucking. Her hips wouldn't stop slamming against him, and she groaned louder before clamping her mouth tight to the cries and bliss.
"The only damn thing he's done right is not touch you, so I can take it!" The king ripped her skirts out of the way, and parted her sweaty thighs to push against her. The protrusion through his trousers left her to squirm and whimper when an ache filled her loins. Betrayed her.
"No! Don't!"
When he twisted her nipples just so, Nami's head fell back, and she screamed.
"What a vulgar woman," he said, but he licked his lips. "He doesn't deserve you on his cock."
"Please," Nami said, panting as she tried to think. "Please, I beg of you, my king! I'm a virgin! I wish for my husband to take it."
"Your virginity is my right as your king and sovereign." Luffy growled and leaned over her to run his tongue around her breasts. "And I will take it and beat it with my cock!"
He sucked on a nipple while tugging at his trousers' laces. Nami pressed her hands against his shoulders in her struggle. Halfway out of her gown, and writhing under him, this only appeared to excite him.
And his excitement pushed between her thighs.
His eyebrows perked when he touched her folds, and her teary eyes cringed from his dark gaze.
"You're wet, m'lady. Do you like being raped so?"
Her gut tightened, and though she was sweltering inside and out, Nami paled.
"Please, don't," she whispered, trembling. "Please, I beg of you, sire, don't-"
His finger slid inside, and her body jolted as his coarse skin sent electricity through her. "If you don't want it, tell me why you're wet with lust, m'lady virgin."
Nami didn't know why. She shook and gasped while he thrust his finger. Her hips bucked for his answer. "I don't want it! Your Highness, please!"
When he thrust a second inside, she moaned until it tore. She squealed and sought to clutch at anything that would help her get away from him. Yet her hips jerked, and her legs spread. Nami shuddered to his fingers deep inside, and he leaned in closer, whispering, "I can feel your heart pounding deep inside of you, m'lady virgin. I'll feel it with my cock soon."
Finally, she broke down and gasped. "Someone! Anyone-!"
Grabbing her face, Luffy pressed her down, which stopped her screams.
"No one's coming except ..." He smirked.
She squealed as he slid his fingers in and out of her. Nami writhed, panting while the tears streamed over the hand tightly constricting over her mouth. The wetness terrified her. Was he right? Did she want it?
His thumb touched something, and she shrieked in pleasure, nearly whiting out as the sensations doubled in their intensity.
"How about a deal, m'lady? I can be generous," he said with a moan when his erection touched her thigh.
Nami went shocked-still from the sensation of the firm girth. Not even seeing it, she knew it would end her somehow. Her life, her virginity - the pleasure though? That would take her over. She clung to his words and hoped desperately.
When she looked into his eyes - his dark, lusty eyes - he grinned wider. "Are you listening?"
Quivering, she nodded.
"If you cum before the time runs out, I will rape you and take my right inside of your cunt. If you do not, then you will only suck your king's cock."
She cringed, but she nodded again.
Glancing at the clock, he said, "In ten minutes ... yes, I think ten will be fine. A real virgin lady wouldn't cum like this for someone she doesn't want after all."
Nami craned her head to peek and read that it was a bit past three o'clock. Her heart fluttered, and she wondered if she had what it took to resist.
As he thrust his fingers, she squealed again, and he laughed over her.
"I don't think I'll need even five minutes." His thumb circled over whatever it was touching, and Nami's hips jolted. "You are such a slutty virgin though. I love it!"
Body pulsing with lust, Nami sobbed through his hand and clutched his wrists as she trembled. Her thighs dared to spread out more before she tried closing them and him out, but she could only squeeze around his hips, and that felt marvelous.
"You want me, don't you?" Luffy moaned, pounding away into her body.
Another tug of pain, and she whimpered. Even if he didn't take it with his length, she thought he might take it with his fingers. And yet, his thick, calloused fingers stroked deep into her, pulling cries from her lips through the hand clamped over her mouth.
Nami gasped when he pushed down on the nub, and she tensed, panting.
"This cunt is just begging to be raped!" She tightened around his fingers, writhing as he sucked onto a pert nipple again.
Scratching at his chest, Nami's face burned, and her body arched to his mouth. Her eyelashes fluttered before she tried to see the clock again.
When he released her mouth to pinch that little nub under her skirt, Nami moaned. She finally saw the clock. "One minute!?"
He stroked her nub and thrust a third finger inside to the sound of her gasps.
"You can't resist, can you?"
Nami paled as much as an aroused woman could. He lapped at her nipple with a moan, and she squeaked while he delved deeper. Her body ached.
"I - I won't ... I can't give in to you!"
He grinned, showing all his teeth in what looked like a threat. "You already are."
Nami sobbed as he moved, seizing a nipple between his teeth and tugging. Her betraying body wetted his hands from every thrust. She dug her nails into his chest and even drew blood, but he laughed and flicked his tongue over her teats.
She glanced at the clock. Another minute had gone. Nami's face reddened, and she gasped as as his teeth tugged. King Luffy's hands sloshed and pumped inside her.
When he held the nub between two fingers and stroked with his thumb, she snapped.
Nami fell into ecstasy, sobbing wordlessly, and her body pulsed against her king's fingers.
It was already over when he pulled his fingers from her soaked folds. Powerful hands gripped her hips as he aligned his tip.
"No! Turn me over! Don't look at me, sire!"
"Don't tell your king what to do."
Two and a half minutes.
She whimpered and pressed her face to the side, but he grabbed her hair to yank her face forward. He took her lips, and Nami gasped, unwittingly allowing him to grab her tongue with his mouth, and he bit down. His tip pressed harder to part her labia.
Tensing, she panted. Her eyes rolled and searched for an escape in her sobs.
When he released her tongue, he moaned. "I want to watch you break."
As he pushed his way inside, Nami gasped. It was his eyes that pinned her. Her king's hooded gaze held her still until he squeezed her hips, spreading her open on his girth. With the first real stretch, she twitched, arching her back.
Her throat croaked.
Luffy ran his tongue over her lips with a groan.
"That's it."
Writhing, she shuddered and tried to pull away. Nami pushed at his shoulders until he entered her fully.
It tore at her heart inside, and she cried, ugly tears falling while snot fell from her nostrils. Nami sobbed, and he rocked into her.
"Almost," he said and groaned to her lips. "You're not broken yet."
He slammed inside harder, and Nami's entire body jolted. "Aagh! Sire!"
She flushed, and her eyes bulged while he laughed. "Yes, close!"
Taking her virginity wasn't the break he had been talking about, and yet she could not stop the pleasure from mounting as the agony faded into memory. Every quiver of her body was within his control, and every slap of their hips was no longer from just his end. When she realized she was thrusting back, she sobbed. Her body had forsaken her.
"No!"
"I knew you were a whore!"
Nami panted, her eyes rolling in lust. Her king claimed her savagely, growling like a wild beast. His cock kissed her womb, and her inhibitions melted away.
"This cunt is my right!"
She tossed her head, panting. His cock slammed into reaches that his fingers hadn't. He filled her to the brim. It was not only her king's right, but it was right to be there.
With a cry for him, she shuddered while her pleasure peaked again. His girth pounded away, bringing her higher. Her body pulsated, and her mind spun. She wanted what he offered! Sweaty chest touching her nipples, he pressed her tighter into the desk, and when Nami coiled her legs around him, his hips quickened.
As he touched her nub, she squeaked, and the king stroked circles with his thumb. Nami choked out a moan. Sobbing, trembling, she tugged on his shoulders, nails digging, and her hips bucked to him when the full length of him hit deep inside.
Tears poured down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Lord Sanji! I'm so sorry! It's his right! I - I love his right!"
Her body thrilled to say it. She squeezed the glorious cock laying her king's claim inside.
Luffy's eyes flared in passion, and he gripped her hips to pummel to her womb. "That's it. Take your king's seed!"
Nami squealed and arched to him. Her king smirked. She watched his tongue before she lunged for it and sucked it while she sat up on the edge of the desk. With a growl, he thrust his tongue past her lips.
He scratched her round cheeks through her skirt, and Nami pricked his back with her nails, sliding her hands in the back of his shirt.
"You bawdy little tart!" Her king pulled her legs over his shoulders, and she fell back onto the desk again before he delved deeper.
She screamed and couldn't keep her head from slumping as the angle shoved his majesty farther in. While he supped from her teat again, Nami lost herself. She buckled under him, staring into his dark eyes as her body sparked in passion. He pulled her into ecstasy, and she screamed for her king.
His seed warmed her womb, and Nami moaned with a twitch while his fingertips stroked her sides.
As he pulled out though, she breathed faster and blinked up at the ceiling before she covered her mouth. An ill, queasy feeling filled her belly.
"You made quite the mess," he said, coming around the desk.
When Nami turned her head, she faced his cock, which still dripped with their juices.
"Open your mouth."
Flushed, she hesitated for a split second before opening her mouth and allowing him to plunge inside. Their flavors, his seed, and her lust combined to form a salty foam in her mouth, which he stirred. Nami sucked the fluid off and blushed, on fire, when her eyes met that of her king's.
Nami whimpered as he stroked his fingers into her hair, and he drove inside her mouth with his entire length. His cock gagged her against the back of her throat.
She gagged until his seed flooded her lips, her eyes sliding back. Nami swallowed it and reached between her thighs while sucking on him. She trembled when she stroked where he had touched and found a strange nub.
"Yes, that's a good whore."
Shaking, Nami gasped, feeling her pleasure slowly wind back up as she touched herself.
It was over for her. King Luffy pulled up a chair between her legs to watch her, and she spread her legs wide for him. Her body burned.
"You're soaked, you bawdy little thing." He thrust two fingers inside, scissoring them, and licking his lips when she moaned.
"I - I'm a ruined woman ..." She panted and thrust her hips before she cried out. He had pulled her hand aside to suck on the bundle of pleasurable nerves. Gaping, she thrust against his face. "Ruin me again!"
His answer was to suck harder, and he ran his tongue on the nub to make her shriek.
Her body betrayed her on the desk, and she betrayed her betrothed. Even after all her resistance, she knew that had she even overpowered him, he could have used one of his abilities against her. Nami's very womb fluttered at the thought. Would it have been Haki? Or his house's unique ability?
Even without either, he had torn her down. Her hips twitched and thrust to his view. And he left her a sobbing, quivering pulp until the maid knocked on the door.
Nami's heart hammered, and she clutched her hand to her chest when the king entered the throne room. Her wedding had only been yesterday, and her lord husband was a ray of sunshine, so oblivious to her glances at the king.
She had vowed to never tell anyone for the rest of her life, but she couldn't stop thinking about it. Despite the fact that she dreaded the concept, her body responded with enthusiasm. She had been astonished when she bled for her wedding night, but she had not been as excited by her lord husband, much to her vast shame.
Sanji had assured her that it was normal to bleed, yet she had cried not for the blood, but for the humiliation of wanting the king to take her again like a beast.
The king had broken her, and she wanted him to do it again.
As King Luffy finally took his seat at the throne, he raised his hand, and the lords and ladies quieted, no longer chatting. After the wedding and reception, Nami had missed out on much of the gossip of the castle. Sanji had distracted her much to her irritation. There was so much she might have missed, and she would have to find out more on her own later.
"We've received information that our northern neighbors have formed an army to wage war against us." The king gestured to Sanji, and she paled when he stepped forward. "Lord Sanji of House Germa has vowed to squash this rebellion for our peaceful kingdom once and for all."
Stomach lurching, Nami pressed her hands against it, but the king's eyes met hers once again.
Pulling with his lust.
She wondered how no one else saw it.
"M'lady, I'm sorry for taking him from you so soon, but I've sworn to your husband to keep you safe for him in his stead."
Nami felt a shudder run through her that was not unwelcome.
"Nothing would please me more."