2 Brother’s Hell

He remembered it clearly. The day he first had sex.

The unpleasant feeling, the unbearable heat, and the foreign sensations that washed over his body as he endured it with clenched teeth. At the same time, he desperately tried to remember everything, to learn everything using his body. How should he move? What should he do to make his partner climax?

Soon after that day, he started using what he learned. Things like biting his lips while narrowing his eyes or bending his waist at a certain point while pulling the other person close. It was all just a series of predetermined motions, there was no room for pleasure. The first experience or the second, everything was the same.

Discomfort, heat, odd sensations. As the body got used to it over time, the sensation of having a foreign body within disappeared, and the heat can be removed using other methods, but the pain was still struck like a thorn. He thought that it would become better with time…..

That no matter how dirty he was, he will become a noble monarch.

He will live without knowing the pleasures which will only serve to dull his reason and dirty his royal body. If this is the only thing to do now…. , Is there such a thing as giving the body to someone who never wants to... … would buy-..

"Ha-ah, .... haa…"

The promise of the past was in a distant place.

If Seung Wan chewed his lips to the point it was bleeding because he had nothing to hold on to nor to bite, Yi Do will suddenly give him a great stimulus, so that a moan will escape every time he opens his mouth.

"Ah… Oh, enough. Haah... … Don't."

Yi Do said he was sorrowful because he couldn't hold Seung Wan. Seung Wan thought he would become violent and forgo with foreplay. If he can endure the pain, it was enough for him. He was going to endure the torture...

But he was mistaken.

YiDo's hand began to touch his ear - the sensation was sweet enough to melt his whole body.

"Oh, ah. Ah… Ugh!"

As he kissed his ears and the area around it, Seung Wan moaned and gasped with shallow breaths. If this was all, he could endure it somehow, but YiDo just had to caress his chest with meticulous care unexpected from his manly hands. YiDo had really wanted to touch them more, but instead, he tickled them lightly with his fingertips. As the palms gently rubbed against the nipples, a muffled moan arose from Seung Wan's throat.

"There seems to be no place that is not sensitive. Especially here."

YiDo carefully rolled his delicate nipples with his fingers, lapping on them with his lips, leaving marks on his skin.

'Please... please…' Seung-wan begged several times, but his nipples were sucked into his wet mouth.

"Huh… Ugh, Ugh, Ugh... … ."

The back of his neck was getting rigid, and his body stiffened. However, YiDo only admired it for a while, as if trying to commit this appearance into his memory, before licking his nipples with the tip of his tongue. Eventually, as he licked the blossom all over, a hardly suppressed sound rang in the air. It was a sound that Seung-wan was having a hard time listening to the sound of Yi Do sucking up to his flesh and sweeping across it with his tongue.

"If only this one is given attention, the other one will be sad, right?"

"Hey, no… don't."

"Where I can't do it with my mouth, my hand will give it some love."

With an oil-slicked hand, as soon as his finger touched Seung Wan's left nipple, he brushed on the tip lightly and rolled the bud round and round. His nipples were harassed by both his mouth and hands at the same time, a feeling of pleasure that was difficult to ignore imploded on his chest.

Ah… !"

Tears pooled under Seung Wan's tightly closed eyelids. Even though this body was his, he felt so sensitive, as if it wasn't his body, and his hot breaths repeatedly came out of his mouth ragged. Even his breathing out was under YiDo's control. When he clenched his lips shut, when he moaned, and it was only possible to gasp whenever Yi Do gave him room to breathe.

"Hah, uh… … Huh Ugh!"

The two hands torturing the nipples withdrew at once. As he opened his eyes wide in relief at the sudden feeling of liberation, he found YiDo looking into his face from above. Yi Do spoke with laughter in his voice.

"Isn't it a shame?'"

As soon as he spoke, Seung-wan's face darkened. If you get closer, it looks like he'll chew off your nose this time, so it reminds you of a viper, who lives for several hours even after his throat was cut off.

"Even if you are glaring at me now, you are obviously enjoying it - it's shown all over your face"

If he had used teeth, it could have been quite painful. When the thickly swollen nipple bounced under his fingertips, the spite on his face quickly dissipated. When it comes to performance and pleasure, Seung Wan's body was innocent. Since he met his only opponent with such a body, he had to fall apart easily.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"…So lewd."

He said a word that did not suit the old prince.

YiDo thought it was not a big deal, but to Seung Wan it was off-limits. His noble face darkened terribly, though his face was so beautiful that YiDo couldn't hold back the urge to kiss him even though he knew he would be bitten.

Surely, as YiDo brought his face closer, SeungWan raised his teeth and bit down, making a snapping sound in front of YiDo's nose.

"Won't you at least accept me with your upper mouth?"

"Try it, where. I'm going to be guilty of something."

Seung Wan was threatening him with a red-hot face. That doesn't mean that he couldn't do what he was trying to do, but YiDo wasn't intent on eating all of Seung-wan in one night. He approached his lips, pretended to tilt his lips in the air, and then pulled away.

"Then I will have no choice but to kiss your lower mouth"

He had to bend down a little to eat the lower mouth.

"...!"

He grabbed Seung Wan's inner thighs and pulled them towards him in an instant. The calf, which had only one span left, was naturally hung over YiDo's shoulder.

Seung-wan, who was able to see his chrysanthemum as well as his member clearly, tried to shake his thighs off and struggled. However, the more he rebelled, the more painful it was for Seung-wan. YiDo was only supporting his back. It was because of his violent struggles that the part where his limbs were cut off was getting painful.

"Oh, hhhhhhhhhhhhhh...."

Seung Wan's body, as if instinctively trying to stop receiving more pain than this, stopped moving. YiDo, who was watching him struggle even though he could suppress him by force, sank his teeth on the tender flesh inside Seung Wan's thigh while Seung-wan moaned, unable to resist.

"I can't help it because you didn't give me your upper mouth."

"ah..ah..ah... come on... Hold on... Ah!"

He moved downwards as he bit the flesh but stopped near the place where he needed to prepare him first to avoid hurting him. There, he felt around with his fingers. The cramped space seemed to be blocking, preventing anyone from trying to break in, but that was only when he pushed on the entrance.

One index finger pushed in. Then two. Unlike the tight fit of the entrance, past it, a soft, hot space wrapped his fingers, puckering around it.

"It's just an imaginary space, and it's definitely different. Well, it's a masterpiece which belonged to the previous emperor"

Fingers were bent lightly. Even after creating a space within, the inner walls that wrapped itself snugly in the shape of a finger wanted to devour whatever it was fed - it felt as if it would swallow everything. The white flesh that surrounded the crotch, pale pink, wrinkled. Finally.

"Hee, it's... Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Oh. Hhhhaaahaaa!

He rubbed his lips into the interlocking hole and murmured. Instead of staying still, Seung Wan thrashed on the bed flinging around with his bluntly severed arms and struggled vigorously - but he couldn't reach YiDo. On the contrary, the more his body shook, the warmer the breath and harder YiDo buried his face there.

" Ah. Ah… Stop it, huh... Uh, eup."

What came in suddenly was the tongue, not the finger. YiDo did what even his father did not do without hesitation. In addition, he did not leave his hands still. He grabbed Seung Wan's genitals and shook it in front of his face wildly. At this rate...

"Please, please, my, ... Ugh... Ugh... Oh!"

The rod squeezed by Yido's hand had already reached its limit. As the fever rose, he waited for YiDo to release him - but it was impossible to endure.

Something exploded in his head.

The explosive moment passed. After a short period of time when he couldn't think of anything at all, semen spilled all over his face, flowing down his cheeks and temples.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...."

Having exhaled a trembling breath, his teeth chattered. The course of events did not go according to his plan because he had never experienced this sort of humiliation before. Meanwhile, Yi Do's face was clear. Burying his face between Seung Wan's legs, he moved his long tongue as if proud of what he was doing, and inserted his tongue into that place again.

"You've had a month of rest, but it's very soft here because you've been having sex with our father every day."

"No, haaah... You, Dog, Childish, huh, ooh!"

"You are blushing, brother."

When YiDo put him down back onto the bed, Seung-Wan tried to escape from him with no place to escape, thinking that YiDo had messed around enough with his lower entrance. Of course, Seung Wan couldn't even crawl across half of the bed and was caught and dragged back swiftly. He was pulled and pressed down flat. He glared at YiDo.

"You can even see tears."

YiDo didn't miss the moisture between the semen on his face. When he reached out and tried to wipe it, Seung-wan tried to avoid it by turning his head around instead of biting his hand. It must be because he hated it more to show an ugly appearance.

"Do you think it's because I humiliated and provoked you? I'm just saying the truth.… you're lewd, and you have a back door that's easy to eat."

Thus he had no choice but to do it even more fiercely.

YiDo, who had gripped Seung-wan right under his neck and made it impossible for him to move, licked the entrance with his tongue and pushed his finger, bent like a hook, into the hole he had loosened. Suddenly a crackling shallow sensation burst across Seung Wan's body. His already sensitive body immediately started turning and twisting from his waist down.

"But you're not used to the sensations - just by moving my fingertips... It's already wet like this."

Even though he had just released, when YiDo pressed his index finger on the tip and pressed in, the white transparent liquid dripped like a thread.

YiDo rubbed the long-stretched liquid into the glans and gently pressed down on the indentation.

"If you're going to do it, do it quickly! Don't do that, put it in... Ugh, uh."

"You're trying to escape from your senses again."

"Hey, eup. Uh... Hush."

"You'll get it even if you don't want to."

One more finger added and stretched. He rolled his index finger and middle finger and went back and forth quickly, and Seung Wan could sense something was wrong. The sense of incompatibility that he had never felt before slowly bloomed into numbing pleasure.

"What is…!!! uh... Oh….. aaaah-"

"This."

Seung-wan noticed it first, and not long afterward, YiDo found out. However, YiDo first dished out the fact that SeungWan was subconsciously denying it because it was unacceptable to him.

"Even the inside gets wet."

It was bullshit. That's ridiculous. Such a place could not get wet. Obviously, he used oil and said that... … It must be.

"Haaaa, haaaa, haaa, haaa...?!"

"Can you hear it?"

"Huh...Ugh!

A wet sound was heard from his back entrance. Whenever the prostate within was rubbed, a muffled moan indicating that seemed to be heard every time his finger moved. YiDo slowly pulled out his finger to see if he could try to convince Seung-wan, who was still in denial. His fingers came out covered in a coat of sticky whitish fluid.

"Look at this."

As the spilled liquid was shoved back in, his insides were parted and the fingers dug in like snakes. The sensation Seung Wan felt for the first time in his life pierced his insides. The more YiDo moved his hand, the more, the more, the worse. No pleasure, no sound, not humiliated enough to bite your tongue.

"Well, you're going to have a baby here, so what's wrong with having some lubrication here?"

"Ah... Ahh, don't do it, don't do it, don't...!"

He was really going to have a child. Before that, his body was changing first. It warmly welcomed the partner with the seal of the monarch, and accordingly... …' Ah, ah,' Seung-wan screamed. As his stomach churns, he can feel new organs forming. It must happen like this.

"You have to do your duty."

"Hate. Uh... Huh, huh. Aah... … Ah."

"I will fill brother's hole with my seeds. Bear your brother and my child."

YiDo pulled out his finger, looked at the hole that was spilling fluid, shook off his clothes, and pulled out his erect rod. Unlike Seung-Wan's, there was already a lot of heat gathered in that place although it did not get any stimulation. So if YiDo lost his patience, there was nothing strange about it.

"Oh, no. not… can not."

Seung-wan, who was still struggling, fought fiercely after seeing YiDo's tool.

He never thought about it - it wasn't of the size he could accept - it wasn't something that might make him pregnant before.

"Maybe because it's a ridiculously narrow place for me to enter."

That piece of meat akin to a weapon poked on the entrance, rousing within Seung Wan a kind of primitive fear. After doing this a few times, holding the glans at the mouth that was constantly spilling out fluid, YiDo pushed his way across the wrinkled entrance.

"Don't be scared. If this place is torn terribly, then I will use holy water."

Both shoulders were pressed down firmly. YiDo, who had a teasing face previously, had a frigid cold expression as he grunted in excitement. Seung Wan shook his head in anticipation of what was to come, and the sort of pain he had not known when he first engaged in sex with a man before, broke through. The tip went in. Then half of the rod.

"No, ah, ah. Ahhhhhh... … !"

When YiDo pulled out what he had put in and then slammed against his butt with a loud sound, the dirty sloshing sound of fluid from his insides were impossible to ignore for Seung-wan.

"… It seems to be trying to suck me off."

"But you are also swallowing well" YiDo quipped.

This was a hole that stuck to and wrapped tightly around the meaty rod. When he thrust in, it sucked in, and when he pulled out, it twisted and wrapped around in a manner incomparable to when he put a finger in.

"Ha, uh... . Waa. ..... Euup ( sobbing) ...."

"Isn't it the only part of my brother's body that is useful? I see why our father loved it."

Even after he was thrown these humiliating words, Seung-wan could not protest. All the sounds escaping from his mouth were moans or pleads. The slow thrusts became faster as the number of poundings increased.

"YiDo… … Oh, haaaah... ah!"

The hand restricting his shoulder came down to his chest. Seung Wan's thin body meant his chest was flat, but it wasn't as if there was nothing to grab onto. SeungWan's eyes turned upside down as soon as YiDo grabbed the erected nipples and the surrounding flesh and rubbed them firmly.

"Hey, huh… Ha, ah, ah... … ."

His thighs trembled and convulsed. YiDo did not miss this reaction and raised his waist sharply, driving into Seung-wan. Diving into him dozens of times in a row, white light splattered across Seung Wan's vision even when his eyelids were closed.

"Huuuuuh, ugh..(sobbing) …., going to die, goi... Ah, ah, huh... Ah… !"

Even though he did not ejaculate, a comparable pleasure emerged, sweeping across his body like a blade. When Seung-wan, who had begged and moaned, screamed like a flower with a broken stem, YiDo touched the seal engraved on his chest. Touching it with his hand wasn't much different from rubbing the skin, but it was not an entirely similar sensation as well. Seung Wan's naked body, imprisoned in his arms, struggled weakly.

"Oh, huh… Nope, noo. Oh, euup... … ."

Seung Wan's wing seal reacted to the breath of it's other half - YiDo, the one with the monarch's seal. As if gnawing on the seal with his lips, he breathed and kissed it. Once. Then once more in the same place.

"I see my brother loves this place so much that it's adorable"

Unable to twist his body at will, Seung-Wan made no more resistance than the wind. YiDo gathered his lips and breathed over the seal, so the redness of the skin around the seal turned a deeper shade of crimson.

"That… no.. sucking ... stop it.-"

"Why did father try to cut it off? Is it not beautiful to behold?"

Without knowing why YiDo asked because he hoped that Seung Wan would not forget him.

Seung-wan made a different kind of groan as he slowly lapped and licked at not only the seal with his tongue but also at the scar left by their emperor father. When Yi Do push in, Seung Wan held down the sensation, trying to endure the relentless assault with his mouth agape. However, even if he was able to keep his mouth shut, it was impossible to hold in the muffled moans which leaked out from his throat, and those repressed sounds rang pitifully in the air.

"Oooh, uuuh, uuuuh... … ."

It wasn't just pleasure that the seal had to endure. His stomach was pounded until it was numb. In the place where the burning sensation used to be, a different sensation was blooming, so Seung Wan couldn't stand the sound when the YiDo changed his posture and moaned.

"Ahhh… Oh, oh!"

It was easy to change posture as there were no limbs restricting SeungWan's already light body. Sometimes YiDo went to the top, hugged him, held their bodies together tightly, or turned him upside down completely. Either way, YiDo pushed Seung-wan's body and emotions to the very edge, making him cry out.

"Have you ever tried this position with our father?"YiDo said, biting behind his ear from behind and then releasing it.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Ha, ha, ha...!"

Terribly for Seung-wan, the moment he heard that he couldn't stand the feeling of peaking, and he ended up wetting the bed. The pleasure that burrows deeply and heavily, in an instant, darkened his visions.

"…uh, hhh."

It wasn't just his front that was wet. His insides were moistened with a liquid other than YiDo's. Seung-wan, his face buried on the futon, suddenly became nauseous and retched.

"I've seen my brother trembling shyly as if it was his first experience under my father."

How much in the world did he know?​

The thoughts that he managed to summon by cooling his head had shattered. Since the person who caused this was stroking his back now, the discomfort could not be alleviated. While Seung-wan continued to cough, YiDo slowly pulled out.

"Eup-"

That place had been stretched to its limit. The hole did not close immediately and remained stretched out, showing the bright red inside as it fluttered. It wasn't for the purpose of cursing Seung-wan that it was called a masterpiece. The body that lived apart from lust tasted so special. At one point in time, that lower leg that did not shrink had wanted to delve into SeungWan's hole again. For a while, YiDo wanted to relish the person in front of him.

For a while, he wanted to appreciate the person in front of him.

"Ugh… Sigh… … ."

His body, barely liberated from YiDo's, was scattered on YiDo's bed. The severed limb wriggled and shook intermittently like a living creature on the verge of coming alive, but as he was watching, the desire to know whether it was a sexual or an actual hunger whet YiDo's mouth... Just like Seung-wan had bitten him, YiDo also had wanted to bite him somewhere. However, he might not stop chewing and may lose control while doing so. ​He​ didn't intend to leave any more scars on that body, so YiDo calmed his mind and looked away.

"You can't spill it like this."

He seemed to be imparting his power unto Seung Wan's belly. Seung Wan didn't have a finger to scrape the seeds out, so he let YiDo take care of it little by little. YiDo turned Seungwan's body over again and squeezed his red butts with both hands.

"Swallow your brother's seeds properly."

"Ha, uh... Ahhh, haah... !"

"Even if brother cannot ascend the throne, shouldn't brother's child rise to the throne?"

The back entrance was spread wide open, and the semen flowing down was scraped up. And, rather than simply pushing the semen in by hand, Yi Do toyed around with his fingers, wetting and loosening it further.

"Waaah, ah… Ugh."

Scissoring and moving side to side, the hole was stretched opened from side to side or upwards down by the fingers - but when YiDo relaxed his fingers, they were naturally forced back together. YiDo had thought that it ​​was unavoidable that SeungWan would try to hold back his humiliating decline as much as he could, even though YiDo had been harassing him for a long time.

"More, more, huh… nnnn..... … ."

Seung-wan didn't know that this act would lead to after play from YiDo. To make matters worse, YiDo's rod, which looked to be in the exact same state as before he put it in, hovered over Seung Wan like a sword as YiDo tried to wrap himself over SeungWan again. There is still semen inside, and he intended to continue.

"Please, my… feet. Aaah, aaah….."

If it really belongs to the one who has the seal of the monarch, he will get pregnant.

"Don't, don't, can't, can't."

"What are you so afraid of?"

"Hey… Ugh... … ."

"What can you do anyway."

YiDo, looking down between his legs, spread his thighs and positioned himself in the same posture before. What to do- Seung-wan shook his head with his eyes wide open even in the midst of his mindlessness. YiDo raised his body slightly.

"If you use this position, the seeds will not come out."

"No, huh… … ah, ah!"

YiDo picked him up with his back almost airborne. As Yido got closer, Seung Wan's stomach jolted. It does not seem to be a human penis - something more like a huge stake must have crushed and stirred the insides of his stomach.

"Waaah, waa.., uh… That, haaaa uh, ah Ugh... … "

Seung Wan was unaware that YiDo's eyes were tenaciously turned down to look at his face as if he was going to devour him. However, he couldn't do anything about the distorted expression, let alone hold back the sound. He repeatedly pressed on to get a greater feeling of pleasure. After that, he felt like his whole body would break down. No, maybe it's already broken when it came into contact with Gyo Yi do. He didn't know how many times he would release his seeds in him, but it took him a long time to reach his climax.

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"U….Uhhhhhhh"

The act continued unceasingly until Seung-wan was no longer able to sway. But in a sense, it was more bearable than the first time. Unlike their first time, where he repeatedly humiliated and ridiculed him without a break, this time, Yido released himself as if he was an impatient man, without saying anything.

Beast.

Or something worse than that.

Although Seung-wan opened his eyes long after, he still thought of Yido that way. He was a beast with an expressionless face and went wild with color of lust and he poured out all of his desire on Seung-wan.

"...."

Having suffered from the manhandling of the beast, it was not strange that his consciousness faded and he fell asleep. However, as he was surrounded by dead silence, he blinked his sweaty eyelids and looked around. There was no shadow of YiDo on top of him or anywhere around him.

"Oh. Ugh."

As soon as he lifted his left thigh, the thick fluid flowed down from his rounded backside. It must have been the seed that YiDo had released so deep inside of him, so he twisted his thighs around. Before he was spotted, he only thought that he had to take out another drop.

'If you do this in this position, the seeds will not leak out.'

He remembered when he was being penetrated with his waist lifted as if his insides were being scraped by a rake. He wondered how long it was before he ejaculated. As soon as the flesh thrusted and came in, he recalled the thin flesh of his belly throbbing. In the midst of his muddle-headedness, YiDo's hard member seemed to have torn his stomach open, and when he begged him-

'Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'

He felt his nausea rose. When tears began to linger on the rim of his eyes, Seung-wan quickly began to kick his leg. This is not the time to think about it. Come on, come on...Forgetting about his bashfulness, he rubbed his bottom without shame. Before he knew it, a shadow was cast over his body, but he couldn't stop what he was doing.

"Brother."

YiDo sat next to Seung-wan.

There was no need to sigh.

"I knew you'd be like this."

"Shut up—you're the one who did this."

"What are you going to do?"

"Do you think I'm going to have your baby? I'll take it out at all costs."

"That body does."

Seung-wan, who could not regain his strength, with only malice remaining, bared his teeth like an animal caught in a trap. Yido smirked and replied with a low voice.

"It doesn't matter. If only you had killed this brother, this brother would not have become a monarch. First, you have to see if this child has the talent to be destined to be a monarch as well or not..."

YiDo grabbed Seung-wan's other knee and lifted it up. His thighs were already exhausted and he could not resist, so he could only show his aggrieved expression, he tried to shake off his thigh with all his might. He did not succeed in interfering with YiDo.

"It's crafted exclusively for you, elder brother."

"Wha... What else have you done... ah!"

With that, he took out a jade plug as if it was a gift. It had a narrow inner end, but it was shaped like a droplet, and the shape grew thicker as it angled towards its middle part. To prevent his seeds from flowing out, YiDo grabbed Seung-wan's waist, put the plug in, and wrapped his thighs with cords on their end.

"Shouldn't you be holding it in well?"

With no hands or feet to use, Seung-wan could not pull out the plug by himself. No matter how hard he puts pressure on his lower abdomen, it will only stimulate the inside because there is a string that is fixing things in place. YiDo caressed Seung-wan's stomach and gave him a ridiculing look.

"Just like you, you will do this until you have a child, the eldest son of the Emperor."

"Take it out. Take it out. Take it out! No, hh...… GyoYiDo!"

In the blink of an eye, he was humiliated by what happened, and Seung-wan, who realized what YiDo had done, belatedly struck. As he slammed his half left calf on the bed, he couldn't care about the pain. Seung-wan screamed like a person on the verge of dying - trembling and shaking with the last of his remaining strength.

If he had children he would kill them. It was a terrible and disgusting thing to have children. In his stomach, grew the child of GyoYiDo. Even when he cut the emperor's throat and was waiting for him to attack, he didn't let go of his life.

"I mean, take it out now! Ah, ahhh!"

"Brother, you have to hold it in."

Seung Wan who couldn't even raise his body on his own opened his red eyes. YiDo watched the scene wordlessly, and placed the prepared incense on the burner, and moved it near the bed.

"Even if you cut off your father's neck, this brother is still an honorable royal. … Don't be so vulgar."

The thick scent wafted towards the bed, pouring over SeungWan's face. Since he was bawling his lungs out, he didn't have the chance to avoid breathing in the incense. He couldn't afford to pay attention to that.

"Isn't that the case? When you have my child, you'll have to start with at least getting to the empty seat."

Don't be ridiculous, you asshole...your concubine. Suicide, ha-."

"suicide?"

He couldn't breathe before he finished talking. His head buzzed when he gasped. Seung-wan, coughing and bent over, noticed too late what the incense was and breathed out slowly.

"I'm sure you will."

It was too late, and his consciousness faded.

"I have incense burned, so he will remain asleep for a while. Don't let anyone in until I come back."

After ordering the court attendant who was guarding the door, Yi Do left the palace and headed to the banquet hall not far away. It was because he had a strange memory. He walked for a while with the red wall next to him, opened the door of the banquet hall by himself, and stood in the center of empty space now. The emperor's seat is in a position where one can see it simply by raising one's head, and the empress's seat is right next to it.

He can vaguely recall the last banquet attended by the Empress, who had the seal of the wings. The Empress standing between life and death was strong as she confronted her illness, but eventually, she could not avoid the long claws of mortality.

Her red cheeks turned paler day after day, and the shimmer in her eyes gradually faded. She was dying slowly.

However, at the last banquet, The Empress remained at the side of the emperor looking healthy, even without light makeup. The empress, who wore a white dress with shining five-colored hem, was seated neatly with a permanence that seemed to be glowing eternally on that spot.

That was the last look most people could remember.

The Empress changed her name because even though it had not been more than ten days after the banquet had ended, her condition had worsened. The emperor prayed for the empress' longevity. The garments made by carefully selected precious silks and pearls were useless. She departed this world and will no longer appear in the banquet hall.

It should have been this way.

3 years later, a banquet coinciding with the Empress's birthday was held. And the Empress was present.

'God, King BoYun.'

Everyone in the banquet hall would have thought so for a while. Because the son of the Empress Eternal had the same face as his mother.

'I'm coming to see Abamama.'

Upon returning, Seung-wan looked up at the place where his emperor father was. He had the sort of smile that no other youth can recreate. The loveliness of this young man who returned to the imperial family at the age of 17 after being enthroned as crown prince was as splendid as the departed empress' beauty itself. However, the banquet attendees had yet gotten to praise the prince's beauty before they were shocked silent for some other reason. The reason being his attire. What was he …..what was he going to do with the empress's clothes…? … Before the emperor asked, Seungwan's toe tapped the floor of the banquet hall.

Once. Twice. By the time the five-colored hem floated high in the air, everyone in the banquet hall was fascinated by his splendor, and for a moment they couldn't take their eyes off the prince. The dance was dedicated to the Empress who left the imperial family in autumn three years ago. His elegant face concealed his grief. Longing and sorrow deeply buried, imbued his fingers' movement. As if fascinated, everyone's gazes followed the prince.

However, how many of them feel only sadness while watching the prince's dance to the end? The more the dance continued, the more the prince was able to step forward, and the two feet he stepped forward on were not stepping on the bare floor, but on the hearts of his spectators. His appearance aroused passion without explanation. From the moment Seung-wan first entered the banquet hall, he had carried himself with the air of a seductress in the first place. Carrying the face of his deceased mother, who was he trying to seduce… …. Yi-Do's gaze was directed at the emperor, who was seated on the highest seat. After losing the empress, the emperor, who did not look at any other concubines, couldn't stop gaping as he stared at his son. He was enthralled. He followed all the movements with his eyes, looked away, and then hurriedly looked back only to be fascinated again. He was repeatedly stealing glances at Seung-wan.

'… As the days go by, you become more and more like your mother.'

The words whispered by a burning hot neck were pathetic, and instead of answering, Seung-wan had a deep smile on his clear face. The emperor bit down on his lower lip.

That night, the two had a drink by themselves in DaeSeung Jeon ( Palace of Great Victory). On the surface, the father reprimanded the son who finally returned to the palace after 3 years and resolved the problem. But the emperor actually brought his son to his own bedroom, dressed in his deceased empress' clothes, and it wasn't until dawn that he released him out from the DaeSeung Jeon.

'Abamama… Oh, ah... !'

Hearing Seung-wan's moans over the wall, he peeked through the small gap between the walls and saw a face full of sorrow writhing under the emperor.

After that, several more times. As Seung-wan had been told, some people shyly blushed their cheeks as if it was their first experience, while others pretended to indulge in joy and sighed.

'… I want to do it face to face, father.'

Inadvertently, Yi Do traced the monarch's seal with his fingertips. The crescent-moon-shaped seal did not rise above the skin, after repeating the same action several times, he raised his head. Decorative bows and arrows were hung on the pillars of the banquet hall.

Although it was a large and heavy bow that could not be used due to practical reasons, YiDo held the bow lightly and pointed at a very high place with a dull-pointed arrow.

After being slaughtered by his son, he died miserably with his neck cut off, and he was not able to guide this monarch. Now he knew it meant nothing, but... … He drew a bow toward the emperor's seat. The arrow flew sharply and landed with a loud snap on the empty throne.