Rosaria is walking down the mansion's main corridor with a tray of food in one hand and clothes in the other. She is wearing a simple white one-piece that is molded and cupped by her ass cheeks and also reveals her side boobs. Her footsteps echo gently in the long hallway. Once at her destination, she tries to open the door to Percibell's room, but finds it locked.

「Aren't you hungry? It's been a few hours already. I also washed your clothes and brought them,」 she says.

After moments pass without any response, not even a sound from behind the door. Rosaria turns around with a sigh and starts walking away. Once she is a dozen or so steps away, the door unlocks, making her stop in her tracks.

Entering the room, she spots Percibell sitting curled up on the chair, burying her head in her knees.

Only the occasional swooshing of the wind outside through the window breaks the silence.

The princess approaches the table next to the elf slowly and puts down the tray of food and clothes before promptly turning around to walk out.

「Why did you cut my hair?」 Percibell breaks the silence with a hoarse. Her once waist-long cream-colored hair now only reaches a little past her shoulders.

Rosaria looks at her with a soft gaze. The elf's face is expressionless when she raises her head, skin covered by traces of dry snot and tears.

Leaning against the wall with crossed arms, Rosaria starts explaining.

「Too long. I thought it would get in the way of your duties, but then... things happened and you passed out,」

She looks away from the elf and peers down at her own body, hand gliding over her crotch with a contemplative look.

「That stupid Xal...」 she mutters.

Percibell, apathetic and expended of energy, laughs.

「That wasn't a nightmare,」 she confirms while staring at the wall with a veil of incredulity, as if hoping Rosaria will tell her otherwise.

「Why do things never go according to plan...? Well, it's fine, we got time to let you settle in,」 Rosaria muses with an indifferent face.

The elf digs her head back in between her knees.

「My long hair... It's how my mother wore it... before she...」 her apathetic voice trails off, not wanting to finish the sentence.

Rosaria sighs and slides down against the wall. Her breasts bounce up and down and her white one-piece slides up her thighs and gathers between her legs, revealing the bare skin as she sits cross-legged.

「Listen, you're a lone girl, frail and weak as you look, trying to live a dangerous life as an adventurer alone?! Not a long time would have passed before you ended up in a ditch somewhere along the bare plains of Wilderness.」

The princess sighs, tilting her head back.

「I'm offering you a much better life here. You get to enjoy luxuries and pleasures you would be hard pressed to find anywhere else. Fresh, warm food, clean hot water, your own room, and...」 she says before her voice tapers off. After a short pause, she lowers her voice and continues, 「 I don't quite understand your dissatisfaction. Back at the palace, maids would be overjoyed if something like this happened to them.」

Percibell lifts her head and looks at her wide-eyed.

「I don't care about any of that,」 she declares.

Their gazes meet and they stare at each other in silence.

「Why wouldn't you? Living in comfort without a care in the world, isn't that what every adventurer aspires to by earning lots of gold?」

Rosaria asks with visible confusion on her face. Her question comes off as innocent, without any shred of malice or deception.

The elf gasps inaudibly and tries leaning away from her but the wall to her side makes it impossible.

「Or wait... could it be Percibell... are you—」

「I said I don't care... I hate you, get out!」

Tired of listening to her, Percibell interrupts and yells with a shaky voice before hiding her face with trembling shoulders.

With a shrug, Rosaria gets up and leaves the room in silence.

§

Xal is scrupulously inspecting a bow and some arrows lying on a side table in the living room. He notices Rosaria walk in with a blank expression on her face.

「Did you say she was a C-ranked adventurer? That might not be strong enough...」 he says with one eye closed while holding up the bow, aiming at the empty space on the other side of the room.

Rosaria walks up to the couch and sits down in silence. She puts one leg over the other before crossing her arms.

「You know, I don't like it when people won't appreciate my kindness,」 she says with dissatisfaction.

Xal gives her a glance with furrowed brows.

「I take it didn't go well? Then as we discussed, let her leave. We already have enough on our head—」

「No...!」 Rosaria interrupts. She bites her thumbnail, grimaces and clenches her jaw.

「Seriously? What were you thinking going off on your own like that... tell her to go or I'll do it myself,」 he commands.

「Not yet... Please, Xal, I want this... It has been hard for me, especially after leaving the Kingdom. Just... let me try a little more.」

Xal sighs and returns to appraising the bow and arrows, 「You know, I was joking at first... I can't believe you seem to have taken it seriously, so this one's on you. If this is your way of trying to undo what the Kingdom did, you better stop. I don't need-」

「This is about us! Xal, you haven't realized it yet? Each time we do it, it gets worse. Soon, my body, no, not just mine, yours too... will...」 the princess clutches onto her chest.

Xal looks at her with a frown, 「I have bigger fish to worry about than something like that. I've already told you, I can handle myself. Why won't you understand?」

「But-!」 the princess bites her lip with a downcast look.

Sighing, Xal approaches her and offers his hand out to make her stand, 「Fine, how about you try what we discussed this morning, but if she refuses then that's it. Deal?」

Before she fully gets up, his arm coils around her slender waist, the thin fabric of the one-piece allowing him to feel her soft, lean skin as if touching it directly. He pulls her in close, their faces a few centimeters apart.

「Anh... ngh... ❤ Ah... Xal... wait... the aphrodisiac... so every touch is...」 Rosaria closes her eyes slightly with a strained face while squirming. Embarrassed, she averts her face, not wanting to reveal her shameful disposition.

「Do we have a deal?」 Xal repeats, bemused, as he slowly moves closer and directs her head back forward with his fingers on her chin.

「Ye—mnhh.... ((smack)) ❤ nffuu... ❤ ((kiss)) mmmhh ((smack)),」 she tries responding, but Xal forces his lips onto hers as they promptly commit their tongues to a prolonged wrestle.

He slides his left hand down, tracing a path along her curves and placing it on her ass to start gripping and groping her left butt cheek.

「Nnnhhhfff—! ❤」 Rosaria holds in a moan while droplets of nectar hit the ground under her fidgeting legs with a splattering sound. Without panties, there's nothing stopping the further flow of the thick liquid.

After a short while, Xal lets go abruptly and turns towards the door.

「Alright then, I need to head out. I will be back before night.」

「Aaaa.... aahhh...! Not fair!」 Rosaria reaches out for him in shock, 「You can't just leave me like this! At least... nhh...❤ before you go... let's... ❤」

Xal looks back at her with a smug smirk, 「Princess, you shall not touch yourself before I'm back.」

Rosaria gasps, wide-eyed, and drops deflated on the floor into a w-sitting position. She stares at the ground and clenches her fists with a bitter look on her face before muttering, 「You know I could have you tried and executed for that.」

「The Kingdom is already trying to take care of that for you. Now, do your best, Princess Rosaria,」 Xal grins before leaving the room.

§

Over the next several hours, Rosaria walks listlessly around the house, sweating and leaving off a trail of nectar dripping down her legs.

She attempts to take her mind off the urges by doing chores and contemplating.

With her legs squirming, she hurries to clean the cabinets at the entrance by expelling air from her hand, sweeping the dust away while passing down the corridor to the kitchen.

Making sure the plates are all spotless, twice, she realizes her hands are getting shaky. She hurries out, through a side exit to the garden, trying to busy herself with pulling weeds. She comes across a rose bush, the sweet scent again sending her senses flying. She tosses the few pieces of grass she was holding aside and puts her trembling hand over her crotch, but with bitten lips, she endures and instead runs back inside, upstairs into the reading room with rows of bookshelves.

She starts pacing around, trying to find something to read, leafing through thickly bound tomes and thin pamphlets, then setting them aside again. Her mind keeps on wandering, and soon enough she exits again, restlessly walking to the main living room.

She lies on the sofa, twisting and turning around in frustration like a little girl.

「Argghh! The shame...」 she groans to no one in particular. She goes to sit down on the rug in the corner, hugging her knees. Her body is trembling and the bottom of her simple white one-piece is soaked.

A maddened look takes over her and after a while, she begins muttering to herself and rocking her body back and forth.

「Hehe...hehehe... Xal... he won't know... please come back soon... hehehe...」

Suddenly a loud pop echoes through the house, causing her eyes to snap wide open

「...Percibell?」