Departure

Next Morning.

Felipe has woken up after just a few hours of sleep.

He did his best job of cleaning the body of Maria, who was utterly exhausted and sleepy. He used freezing cold water to bathe her initially and then changed to warm water to fright her into catching a cold, and she didn't wake up. She was still deep asleep.

Maria was in her own room by the crack of dawn.

After returning from getting a shower in a nearby river, it was already 8 Am, and the Sun was appearing while the people were getting ready to go on with their own day from very early on.

He was riding a random horse in very casual clothing while wearing a cowboy hat made him go unnoticed by the general population of Caracas. It was not only when his soldiers saw him arrive at the house again that they realized it was the crown prince.

After arriving, he saw that Lucia, the daughter of Maria, was already having breakfast to go to school. The School in Caracas has significantly flourished under his administration, providing constant nourishment for kids, including breakfast. However, breakfast would only be served from 7 am to 8 Am and at 8:30 am, classes would start.

Lucia, of course, was quite spoiled.

"…" Felipe and Lucia looked at each other.

Their relationship is not war; it is not even close. They barely speak. Lucia usually would quickly go at any point where she enters wherever she is.

"Are you going to marry my mother?"

"No." Felipe.

"… But…"

Felipe didn't say anything as he saw how she became flustered; she wanted to say something but understood what she was about to say, and her innocent mind was overloaded.

He was not surprised that Lucia would know. After all, Maria really did not hold back at the very end. He was not surprised that the guards outside the house gave him smiles which he also reciprocated with a smile.

Even though the difference between him and Maria is more than his own age, and the difference between him and Lucia is just 2 years, he could barely stand conversations with her.

"Your mother and I had a mutual agreement, nothing else," Felipe explained as he left to go to the second floor without paying more attention to Lucia.

After arriving on the second floor, he contemplated his options and instead of going to his room to her a new set of clothes as the current ones were somewhat wet still or to go to Maria's room. He worried about Maria's health, so he went to her room.

He didn't knock or call out.

There he found Pamela taking all the dishes from her bed; she has had breakfast in bed. Felipe didn't care what Pamela might think, but she was panicking as it would not be wise to act as if the whole thing was not awkward.

Felipe waited for Pamela to quickly evacuate from the room before entering it and closing the door behind her.

"Your majesty… if… you seek… my body still… I am afraid I can't." She said in a rough voice before she was cut by Felipe.

"I desire your body, but not now nor soon." He explained before looking at her face. Not long ago, she was moaning while he was scrambling her insides. Looking at each other felt awkward, but knowing how much they had done and kissed, there was no way to have teenage-level shame.

"How are you doing?" Felipe asked, a bit concerned.

"I am afraid my legs…. don't work anymore… I am afraid I will… I will become paralytic." She said in a very concerned voice.

"Do you feel your toes?" Felipe asked as he arrived at her bed, moved the bedsheets, and touched her legs.

He might have seen such action as usual, but to Maria, his touch just remembered her of last night, how his rough hands would go everywhere they fit in.

"… yes, your majesty."

"Don't worry. You have an inflamed cervix and rectum." Felipe made an educated guess, but when he looked at Maria, she looked down in shame. She didn't know what those words meant. She just knew they sounded perverted.

"…It is nothing serious… you need complete rest… let Pamela do everything. Do you need to go to the bathroom? Let Pamela help you. If you don't, your condition will not get better.

"… Yes… I understand. Thank… you, your majesty." She was surprised by the property level on which he speaks, just like a doctor and a scholar.

"Yesterday, I was serious. I want you to make women's underwear to sell. Use the sewing machine to make types of underwear with the specifications I will provide you… You can contact models for you to try them out and buy any material. I will arrange it so you don't lack anything." Felipe explained.

Maria felt stupidly ashamed as she was very conscious when the crown prince told her that at the beginning of her night of sex, so her mind instantly went to that scene.

"…" Felipe looked at her and tried to analyze her thoughts based on her expressions.

"Um… your majesty…"

"Yes?"

"My daughter… even though I am not accustomed to being your lover, I will get better at it… so please don't make my daughter…." Felipe cut her by shaking his head.

"I lived here for more than a month… yesterday I was attracted by your savviness and helping convince the British men of how valuable our deal would be… That was the only thing that interested me in you, nothing else.

Beauty fades away; everyone is the same in my eyes; what they think and how they t, feel makes me interested, and the rest is the looks. I can have any woman, I have the power to do so, but I don't. I select my sexual partners in their intellect, beauty in second."

Felipe got ready to leave as he did a half-turn.

"For what is worth, I enjoyed yesterday's night…." Felipe said as he opened the door to see a dashing Lucia going to the stairs; she has been hearing them.

"Your daughter is beautiful, nothing else. I will stay another day in Caracas to fully prepare everything for my departure." Felipe finally said before closing the door, only to leave Maria speechless.

"That idea was Lucia's," She said with the volume of a mosquito as she felt utterly frustrated and, at the same time, made her feel like a fraud.

To say she enjoyed the sex with Felipe would be stating an understatement. Every time she remembers yesterday night, she could only think of the pleasure she got; she had never felt that way until yesterday, and she wants to keep feeling that way.

She rejected the idea after seeing she could not walk the next day. But now she felt not worthy of Felipe's standards. Insecurities rose in her mind and made her eyes leak tears before she quickly rubbed them away.

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The whole day was uneventful as any other. He did get reports of the school's food purchases. He just had to confirm them, which was an annoyance as they were all handwritten by people who barely even knew how to write.

While visiting the mines of the south, he left Bolivar to administer everything. He saw firsthand what being a manager of a region actually means; the boat was ready to go, and they were just waiting for him, so he really just spent his day making sure Bolivar would not mess anything up and fuck everything as he would be out for way more than just a week or so.

That night he slept soundly without needing other ways to exhaust himself, though he brushed that aside as he didn't really when he spent a whole night. So, he just attributed it to accumulative tiredness.

He woke up, and like usual, he exhausted himself with exercise as Lucia got ready and went to school. Soldiers had already taken his luggage, and everything was prepared to go, and they were waiting for him.

He wondered as he was about to go downstairs but went to Maria's room. She has obtained a special place in his mind; her hot breath and her voluptuous body were impressed into his mind.

After arriving inside, he looked at Maria and just got close and kissed her. He used his hand to slide her white gown and grope her exposed breast; she didn't resist in no way, shape or form.

"It will be a long travel," Felipe said as he looked at Maria with just her right breast exposed.

"Please understand me. I will be the next emperor. I will never be your husband. This is me just being horny." Felipe chuckled as he turned around to leave.

"Good travels then." She said while not fixing her top as she tried to make the sensation of his hand last as long as possible.

Felipe didn't say anything before leaving Maria with mixed signals. He is just not the same when he is horny.