Chapter 17: Cry in joy

Chapter 17: Cry in joy

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You sense the sadness in Morgan's words.

[You realize that she has a lot of things to hide from you.]

[But at this moment, you know you have to answer her question first.]

"Princess, no matter what happened in the past," Ian said, lowering his head and letting the clear lake water flow over Morgan's feet, "I am your knight now, and I will always be your knight."

"Don't lie, Ian," Morgan said, looking extremely lonely. "You will leave me sooner or later."

"It is indeed impossible for me to stay by your side forever, Princess," Ian replied slowly and calmly. "Because I will run around for your needs, Princess, and I will also sacrifice my life for your purpose when necessary. I can't guarantee that I will be by your side every moment, but I promise that I will set out at night if you call me, even if I am in hell."

What other knights said might not be convincing at all. But when Ian said this, he was just repeating his own behavior.

[Morgan can't deny what you said.]

[She doesn't seem to like the feeling of being contradicted by you.]

[She had a little temper.]

[She kicked up the lake water and splashed it on your face.]

You are not offended by this behavior.

[On the contrary, you are happy to know that Morgan is venting her inner depression in this way.]

[After a while, she finally got tired.]

"Ian, why don't you hide?" Morgan gasped and mumbled.

"Because Your Majesty, you seem to want to do this very much," Ian answered truthfully.

"Who said I wanted to do this?" Morgan glared at Ian. "Now, let go of my feet."

"Okay, my lady."

After feeling the grip on her feet disappear, Morgan leaned forward slightly. Her magical feet hooked Ian's chin.

"Ian, don't you want to refute me at all?"

"Maybe I have thought about it," Ian looked up and directly at Morgan.

Sitting on the shore, her cheeks flushed from her little outburst, and a mist-like breath lingered around the edges of her lips.

"But after seeing you, Princess, I feel that whether the question is right or wrong is not so important."

Morgan was stunned for a moment, then continued: "Ian, you should know that there is no way I can like you... You are my pawn, I can throw you away however I want."

"Yes, I know."

Ian gently held the foot that was resting against his chin. "So, Princess, it doesn't matter to me whether the question is right or wrong. What matters is what you want me to think."

"Ian, are you saying this because of my father's order?"

"No," Ian shook his head. "If it were because of the king's order, then I should bring you back to the royal court now. But you, my lady, did not want me to do this, so I made my own choice."

[Once again, Morgan can't deny what you said.]

[But this time, she was not angry.]

[She ordered you not to hold her feet.]

You did so.

[But you didn't expect that Morgan didn't retract her foot after you took your hand away.]

She had her own ideas.

A gust of wind blew through the forest, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the spots of light between the branches and leaves left swaying marks on the two people by the lake.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.

Morgan's feet swam slowly down into the lake. The clear water gradually flooded over her feet, then soaked her ankles and calves.

The loyal knight felt that the princess's foot was in a rather delicate position.

"Ian."

Morgan leaned forward slightly, and the fresh grass was pushed down a little by her movement.

"So what you did that day was also your choice?"

Ian is not a muddleheaded person. He knew what Morgan was talking about—that was the night when they first crossed the line into sexual relations.

"Yes, Princess, that is also part of my choice."

"You have filled me with endless desire, and I, who am worthless, can only repay you with my loyalty."

"So in the end it's because of it..."

Morgan's toes danced lightly in the water.

"You will then swear allegiance to me, won't you?"

"Neither nor."

Ian endured the tingling feeling and took a deep breath.

"I admit that I have many improper thoughts about you, Princess. I have had visions of your graceful body countless times before."

"But what really made me realize all this was your haggard look that night."

"I don't know how much injustice you suffered at the banquet, Princess, but even as a mere knight, I feel deeply sorry for you."

"I hope to bring you joy in my own way and make you smile again, my lady."

"Of course, my selfish desires are also included in this."

Ian put it bluntly.

This kind of honesty made Morgan unable to even think of blaming him. She knew that if she asked him to raise his sword and commit suicide because of such outrageous words, Ian would definitely not hesitate at all. But Morgan found that she could not do this.

"Ian, did you know that Father has another child?"

Ian nodded. "I know."

"That is the new offspring that all of Britain is cheering for."

"Hmm..." Morgan put a little more force into her feet. "My sadness comes from that."

[The mystery from several years ago has finally been solved.]

[Morgan told you everything she saw and heard at the party.]

[You understand that Morgan actually knew there would be such a child, and from King Uther's attitude at that time, she felt that he valued this child.]

She realized she was being ignored.

[She struggled hard, but the result remained unchanged.]

[The moment she was ordered by King Uther to return to the capital, she knew that she would be an abandoned princess.]

"Princess..."

Ian rose from the water.

"Ian, what are you doing!" Morgan was very dissatisfied with Ian's behavior, "Didn't you say you would always be my knight?!"

"That's right, my lady, I will always be your knight."

Ian pushed Morgan onto the grass by the lake, and the lush green grass was pressed to both sides like a falling army.

"I can't bear to see you so sad."

"Cry in joy, my princess."

Morgan did not resist you.

[She burst into tears beneath you, and her hands tightly grasped your body, leaving marks on it.]

[This is the first time you see her like this.]

[You know she didn't cry because of you, but the grievance of being ignored that had accumulated over the years burst out.]

You begin to feel that these things are very unfair to Morgan.

[A terrible thought arises in your mind.]

[You want to overturn all this for Morgan.]

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