An Unwilling Saintess (1)

Guys, I think you already know what I'm going to say you next, so...

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"What do you think you are doing!?" Safelia irrupted inside the room and spoke in an angry tone.

Clara quickly paled, jumping away from my arms and hiding behind me. "S-Saintess!"

"Clara, what do you think you are doing!? We are in the middle of an important event! As the holy daughter, don't you think it's disrespectful to do something like this while the people outside are crying for their loved ones!? Show more respect for your duties!

"And you, Prince Claus. This is the funeral of your brother! How can you do something like this!?"

When you say it like that, it sounds so wrong.

Well, I care very little about something like my brother's funeral (he is not even dead), but Clara is different.

In fact, Clara was already a little pale.

Clara was a good girl. So, although she let herself be swept away by her emotions and brought me here, the truth was that she is not the kind of person to do something like having sex in a funeral while there are people crying over the pain of losing a loved one.

I held Clara's hand to appease her and glared at Safelia.

Thinking about it, I have to admit that I admire this girl a little bit.

After what happened last time, she should hate me and fear me enough to run away as soon as she sees me nearby.

But this girl, she forced herself to appear in front of me just to defend the honor of the church.

But seeing her like this, a wicked idea came to my mind.

I turned around and faced Clara, kissing her lips gently.

"Sorry about this, love. This was my fault. I apologize for putting you in a hard place."

"N-No… I was the one that invited you here, so it's my fault too…"

"Okay okay, now is not the time to decide who is a fault. Go back to the hall, I need to talk about something with the saintess. Right, saintess?"

Safelia was startled. Instinctively, she wanted to say no, but at that moment, the slavery rune in her mind activated, changing the words coming from her mouth.

"Yes. We need to talk about something."

"Huh? Is that so?" Clara was confused and curious about what I wanted to talk with Safelia, but she did not ask. She probably thought it was something related to the method I used to get the church to accept our engagement.

Well, that is not completely mistaken, just that the method I used is different than Clara thinks.

After apologizing to Safelia once more, Clara made sure that everything was alright with her clothes before leaving the room.

Safelia saw Clara leave with a gentle expression, but her eyes were shaking in panic. Inwardly, she was trembling in fear.

And when she was the mysterious smile in my face, Safelia could not help but remember her worst nightmare.

Unfortunately, no matter how much she ordered her body to run away or to shout, it did not obey.

When Clara was gone, I closed the door and stared at Safelia with a smile.

"Miss Saintess, do you like being the third wheel that much?"

This was not the first time Safelia interrupted my intimate time with my fiancée. She had done the same once before.

With a thought, I returned to Safelia the control of her body. Safelia trembled and wanted to scream, But when she saw my smile, she forced her scream back to her throat. She had the feeling that if she tried to scream, she would lose control of her body again.

"W-What do you want!?" Safelia growled in hatred and fear. I smirked and walked towards her, touching her shoulder gently and caressing it.

Safelia shivered and took several steps back involuntarily. But soon, she met the wall. She could not retreat anymore.

"S-Stop! W-What are you doing!?"

"Mmm… I wonder." I said and used my finger to slowly slide down her white habit. Safelia bit her lips and put on an expression of rage and shame.

Seeing her like this stimulated my desire to conquer. Safelia is a very beautiful woman; moreover, her identity as the saintess of the church of order made her allure even greater. Thus, seeing her like this, unable to resist while I slowly violated her body, was a great pleasure in itself.

Moreover, it was even better because even when Safelia knew she could not resist, she did not give up and instead used her attitude to show her resistance.

Mm… Now that I think about it, I gave her a mission when I put the slavery seal on her, right?

My eyes glinted with a brief sadistic glow, and my lips curved up in an evil smirk.

While my hands removed the upper half of her clothes, I asked her a question.

"Miss Saintess, has the church said anything about me?"

Safelia panicked. She probably recalled the slavery seal too.

"W-What do you mean?"

"You know, I want to know if the goddess has done something that I should know," I said and activated the rune in her mind. "Now tell me, what have you learned?"

Safelia closed her eyes. She tried to force herself to keep silent, but the words came out against her will.

"… T-The g-goddess a-asked us to k-keep a-an eye on t-the p-people c-close to you… S-She s-said they could be u-useful in the future…"

Oh? So the goddess is planning to do a move on them?

Fortunately, I already made the necessary preparations. I'm sure that even if the goddess acts personally, I'll be able to react in time.

I nodded satisfied and caressed Safelia's cheeks. "Well done, you are pretty good as an informant, huh."

Safelia looked at me with rage, pain, and resignation in her gaze. Drop after drop of tears escaped from her eyes and she started to sob.

"N-No… I d-don't want to do this…"

"Unfortunately, this is your punishment."