Do not forgive me

The unconscious queen was immediately taken to her room and Kathy rushed for a doctor.

Since there was no time to waste, he went up in the secret tunnel to the palace and, in the king's absence, she headed straight for Jürgen.

„Lord Jürgen! The queen… the queen became ill! She needs medical help right away! "

She informed the man, struggling with tears.

"How?!"

Jürgen immediately sent the doctor back with her. Unable to be with the patient in person, he was nervously waiting at the entrance of the tunnel, worrying for her safety.

"This idiot isn't here right now!"

When the doctor finally returned, she was surprised to see that the king's lover was more concerned about the queen's life than his own.

"She has a high fever, but I gave her a strong antipyretic. She is probably tormented by fever dreams, but she'll get better in the morning… on the other hand, the queen requires constant supervision throughout the night. I will check her again in the morning, and give her the antipyretic again if necessary. "

"I see, thank you."

Of course, Jürgen didn't need more than that… he immediately called Josephine and Bella. Jürgen dressed into the maid's dress, then picked up the mask and walked down the already familiar staircase, but this time he choose the door to the palace.

"Who are you?"

Asked a maid who had just brought clean water to the queen's room.

"I'm Bella, I came from the palace at the doctor's request to care of the queen during the night."

"Thank God!"

Another maid stepped out of the room.

"The basement is floating because of the storm… all hands are needed, we are very grateful for your help Bella!"

"Fiona! The water broke into the ground floor too! "

A knight appeared at the end of the corridor in despair.

"We're going!"

Fiona turned back to Jürgen.

"The queen has been given such strong medicine that she certainly won't wake up until morning… your job is to wipe her body with a damp cloth, you need to cool her… or if she sweats too much, give her a new outfit so she doesn't catch a worse cold! Here you will find more clothes, and here you will find rags and water. We are unlikely to be able to replace you before morning… but if you have any questions in the basement you will find all the workers… Keep up the good work! "

With that, the two maids ran downstairs. And Jürgen closed the door of the room, which he carefully locked. His carefully observed the room. As he walked toward the bed, he stroked the chair, the table… imagining Ariana living her daily life in this very place. He finally stepped to the side of the bed, where the queen gasped. She was visibly suffering. The man's heart tightened at the sight. He took off his mask, and sat on the edge of her bed to wipe the sweat drops from her forehead with a cloth.

As he tried to cool her down with a cloth soaked in cold water, Ariana suddenly caught his hand.

"No… hn… no…"

The man whispered.

"It's okay, I'm here… everything will be fine…"

However, as he reached her chest, he felt the girl's dress completely soaked with sweat.

He tried to concentrate on grooming… but as he peeled off the wet cloth from the porcelain white skin, he felt blood slowly leaking from his head into a much more violent landscape… so he threw the wet sleepwear aside, and quickly covered the girl while he still had the strength to resist.

He tried to back away so he could calm down… but then the half-asleep girl caught his hand.

"I'm… so cold… so cold. "

Jürgen felt that the little willpower that held back the desire from surfaceing , had ceased to exist at that moment.

"Oh… my God…"

The maid's dress slid to his feet.

"Please… do not forgive me."

The man stood naked next to her bed, while his huge cock was already rock hard, ready to devour completely his victim completely.