The Princess’s Lewd Lesson

“Mmm…”

“Oh? Didn’t you say you’d help me carry out my ‘lewd’ philosophy?”

Seeing Seraphina’s hesitation at such a crucial moment, Iqiyah smiled faintly. She pointed her toes, playfully tracing the tip of her vassal’s nose.

“Why are you… such a coward now?”

“Ngh…”

Confronted with the delicacy now practically at her lips, and her mistress’s incessant coaxing, Seraphina’s already parched throat felt as if it were burning. The urgency was simply overwhelming.

‘It’s just her foot, right? Fine! I’ll do it!’

With a resolute determination to face death, Seraphina launched a desperate assault on the soft, white bread before her.

“Uwahh!”

Despite her mental preparation, the moment the ‘jade’ truly entered her mouth, an overwhelming wave of shame pierced Seraphina’s defenses. Instinctively, she recoiled from the unsettling delicacy.

“Hey, did I give you permission to run away?”

From her elevated seat, Iqiyah delicately flicked her slender, jade-like fingers. Seraphina immediately felt a powerful sensation of weightlessness.

The next second, Seraphina suddenly found herself airborne, her neck now inexplicably clasped in Iqiyah’s hand.

“You… are you looking down on me?”

“N-no, I wouldn’t dare…”

Seraphina pleaded frantically. Observing Seraphina’s cowering form, Iqiyah’s expression, initially stern, suddenly softened. She then lifted Seraphina’s chin.

“Judging by your accent… you’re from the countryside, aren’t you?”

Iqiyah’s slender fingers toyed with Seraphina’s throat, eliciting a strange ticklish sensation.

“Yes, Mistress.” Seraphina recalled her past experiences of being scorned by teammates and felt a sudden pang of fear. “I hope you won’t despise me for it…”

Hearing this, Iqiyah let out a small laugh. “What nonsense! You now bear the Scarlett surname. How could I possibly despise you?”

‘If I’m so noble… wouldn’t calling me a dog be demeaning?’

Seraphina found herself increasingly bewildered by the princess’s train of thought.

“What I mean is, since you’re from the countryside, you naturally know how dogs there eat, don’t you?”

“…Yes, Mistress.”

Seraphina glanced sideways, memories of her time living at her parents’ home instantly flooding her mind.

Though somewhat hazy, her recollection suggested that dogs usually lay under the table, waiting for scraps to fall from their master’s meal.

A shiver ran down Seraphina’s spine at the thought.

‘Could it be…?’

“Good that you know,” Iqiyah said, straightening her posture. “Alright, let the serving begin!”

What was called “serving” was actually the maids bringing trays laden with food, one by one, to Iqiyah for her selection.

“Hmm… this human-blood foie gras tastes a bit strange.”

“My apologies! This humble servant knows her mistake!”

“It’s not your fault. Take this dish to the head chef and tell her to eat it. Also, inform her that if she can’t do better tomorrow, she can voluntarily become a wild monster outside the mansion.”

“Yes, Mistress!”

‘Becoming a wild monster… how cruel.’

‘Still, as a blood kin, shouldn’t she feed on fresh blood? It feels like she’s just using blood as a sauce for foie gras.’

Seraphina activated her [All-Seeing Eye] and discreetly scanned Iqiyah, who was currently eating.

Iqiyah Scarlett:

[True Ancestor’s Blood] effect active, draining 33.333 HP per second. This effect cannot be dispelled by purification effects below [Divine] rank.

[Unknown Blessing] effect active, adapting body modifications: [Omnivorous], [Weakness Immunity]…

“Hmm? What are you looking at?”

As if sensing Seraphina’s gaze, Iqiyah swallowed her mouthful of food and smiled, looking towards her.

“Mmm… this beef tongue tastes quite good. Here, have some for yourself~”

‘Ugh… eating so many strongly flavored things first thing in the morning, what a strange habit…’

Completely oblivious to Seraphina’s inner thoughts, Iqiyah speared a blood-soaked slice of beef tongue from the platter before her.

She then transferred it to a basin placed in front of Seraphina, using the blunt side of her knife to slide the tongue off the fork.

“Eat up, eat up~ Little puppies need to eat lots of meat to grow big, you know~”

“Ugh…”

The metallic, rusty scent of fresh blood assaulted Seraphina’s nostrils. Gazing at the blood-covered beef tongue before her, she couldn’t help but feel a wave of nausea.

It seemed that despite having been a blood kin for almost a full day, many aspects of her nature still hadn’t shifted.

“What’s wrong? Why aren’t you eating?” Iqiyah looked at the hesitant Seraphina, her face full of confusion. “Did the chef not make it to your liking?”

“No, it’s not that, I just haven’t adapted yet…”

“Oh~ I understand. You don’t have [True Ancestor’s Blood], so you can’t eat beef, is that right?”

‘[True Ancestor’s Blood]? But shouldn’t your [Omnivorous] buff come from the [Unknown Blessing]?’

Unaware of Seraphina’s confusion, Iqiyah waved to a maid standing nearby.

“Bianka, go to the kitchen and bring the blood you usually drink.”

“Yes, Mistress!”

“N-n-no, it’s not that I haven’t adapted!” Seraphina panicked upon hearing Iqiyah intended to swap the beef tongue for blood. “Anything but that, please, anything but that!”

Perhaps due to the loudness of her voice, a flicker of annoyance crossed Iqiyah’s face, startling Seraphina into adding quickly—

“Mistress…”

“Oh?” Hearing Seraphina’s protest, Iqiyah grew curious. “Then what do you want to eat?”

“…I don’t know…”

Likely exasperated by Seraphina’s behavior, Iqiyah furrowed her brows and rose from her seat.

She crouched before Seraphina, gently grasping a lock of her long, black hair.

“Neither drinking blood nor eating meat… what exactly do you want?”

The surrounding air instantly turned frigid, as if they had plunged into an ice cavern. The room fell silent, so quiet that even the faint crackle of burning candlewick became distinctly audible.

Evidently, Iqiyah was truly angered by Seraphina.

Feeling an unsettling tug at her hair roots, Seraphina fought desperately to suppress her inner dread. She closed her eyes and swallowed the lump in her throat.

If she failed to provide an answer that satisfied Iqiyah, she feared her life might very well end here today.

“I want… I want…”

Perhaps it was her body sensing a survival crisis, but memories from two lifetimes flashed through Seraphina’s mind like a rapid kaleidoscope. The chaotic stream of information left her drenched in sweat, yet it also brought a glimmer of hope.

She recalled the last time she had faced Iqiyah, also in a life-or-death situation.

‘That’s it! Lewdness!’

Suddenly, like lightning striking across the night sky, a brilliant idea exploded in her mind.

Seraphina abruptly lifted her head:

“I want Mistress to feed me!”

“…”

The dining room remained utterly silent, yet the atmosphere had distinctly shifted from before.

‘Has this person gone mad?’

An extremely faint murmur of complaint reached Seraphina’s ears, instantly flushing her cheeks crimson.

She didn’t need to look to know that all the maids present were likely staring at her as if she were trash.

Like a breached dam, a torrent of murmurs assailed Seraphina.

“This person is far too bold, aren’t they? So utterly ignorant of their place…”

“Exactly. Even though Mistress said to treat her as a mistress, I really want to kick her…”

“No need to say it. Daring to make such a presumptuous request to Mistress, she’ll probably vanish from the mansion soon.”

“Hooray, a good show to watch…”

Hearing the maids’ disdainful whispers around her, Seraphina’s heart pounded uncontrollably, threatening to burst from her chest and leap from her throat.

‘This isn’t important, this isn’t important.’

Seraphina desperately tried to reassure herself internally.

‘Iqiyah is what matters…’

She slowly opened her eyes, cautiously looking at her mistress.

“Mm…”

The small face, usually as pale and luminous as moonlight, had completely flushed pink. One could feel the burning warmth emanating from her cheeks without even needing to touch them.

Tears welled in Iqiyah’s eyes, which were now veined with faint red. Her pupils, fixed on Seraphina’s, trembled incessantly.

Suddenly, to everyone’s utter astonishment, the noble Blood Princess leaned down directly in front of Seraphina. She picked up the beef tongue from the basin with her mouth, swallowed it whole, and began to chew.

“Mmm-mm…”

Watching Iqiyah meticulously chew before her, Seraphina felt her mind snap taut like a single string.

‘Huh?’

“Mmm-mm…”

Perhaps to chew it more thoroughly, it was nearly a full moment later that Iqiyah slowly ceased chewing.

“Ah—”

‘Huh???’

Seraphina stared blankly at Iqiyah, who stood before her with an open mouth, a flushed, infatuated face, and slightly narrowed eyes. The deeply ingrained ‘virgin’ attribute within Seraphina once again gained the upper hand.

“Wha-what are you wai-waiting for? Co-come on…”

Seeing Seraphina ‘unmoved’ before her, Iqiyah impatiently furrowed her brow.

Then, unable to bear the surging excitement within her any longer, Iqiyah closed her eyes and leaned in towards Seraphina.