The Third Prince Of Darkness

Chapter 151: Delicious

Without caring that Limahlat was following me, I headed toward the place where Isabella was currently located. Fortunately, Isabella's location was a highly secure area of the academy, like a kind of site where only invited guests could enter. Inside, there were large, identical white mansions, but each mansion was quite distant from the others. The site was probably hundreds of floors large, spanning kilometers. Extremely high walls enclosed the surrounding area, and security was at a maximum level. After all, this was where the academy hosted special guests, who were often high-ranking individuals like emperors and kings.

When I reached the entrance of the site, I saw security personnel watching me closely. It was as if this place was a gateway to another world; the walls were towering high, and the security guards patrolling constantly reinforced the seriousness of the site. As I approached the entrance, I encountered the careful and questioning gazes of the security personnel; there was a sense of scrutiny and alertness in everyone's looks. The guards appeared disciplined, as if they could sense the slightest threat and act immediately.

The surrounding atmosphere conveyed that even the smallest mistake in this area would not be tolerated. The sky was slightly cloudy, but everything here was so meticulously planned and organized that it felt like even the clouds had to create a controlled shadow.

As I approached the guards, a short, bearded man with yellow hair stepped in front of me. "Are you here to visit someone?" he asked with his gentle voice.

Despite his gentle tone, I could sense that the man's aura was extremely dangerous. "Yes, I want to see Queen Isabella of the Asina Kingdom. I am—"

"I know who you are, kid" he interrupted me, but still maintained a gentle demeanor. "Is the red demon girl in the back with you?" he asked this time. Read new chapters at m_v-l'e|-NovelBin.net

"No. just me." I replied.

The man nodded slightly and said before turning away, "Follow me." We entered a small, gray building just behind the walls, within the inner parts of the site. There was a sort of waiting room there, and he seated me on a comfortable sofa. "A message is being sent to Queen Isabella. If the Queen allows, you may enter, but if she does not, you will leave without causing us any trouble. Understood, kid?"

I nodded slightly in agreement. There was a calm confidence in the man's eyes, but an underlying seriousness hinted that he could spring into action at any moment. As I looked around the room, I noticed how simple yet magnificent the environment was. The decorations on the walls, the embroidered carpets, and the carefully placed antiques increased the weight of this space, which offered only limited access to the guests.

After a while, the guard who brought me to the room returned. With a stern yet kind expression, he said, "Queen Isabella has accepted you." "Follow me."

I got up and carefully placed my steps as I passed through the short corridor. After stepping outside the building, I continued with another guard. We walked for a long time, and thankfully, watching the surrounding magnificent mansions did not make the journey tedious. Of course, all the mansions were indeed identical, but they were still impressive.

The white marble columns and large windows added an elegant aesthetic to the mansions, but each was positioned quite far from the others. Well-kept flower gardens and shady paths surrounded each mansion, adding a peaceful grace to the atmosphere. The wide walkways and perfectly arranged stone sculptures further contributed to the grandeur of the mansions.

As the wind gently blew around, the leaves of the trees rustled quietly, adding an almost serene musical ambiance to the place. The guard's footsteps echoed steadily and rhythmically, the only distinct sound in the surrounding silence. It was possible to feel how strict the security measures were in every detail; seeing other guards lurking in the shadows along the way suggested that they remained vigilant, even in the absence of any perceived threat.

After a long walk, we finally arrived at the mansion where Queen Isabella was located. Two massive columns rose in front of the door, and the door was adorned with golden decorations. The guard stopped in front of the door and said, "Queen Isabella is here; you may enter," and gestured for me to go in politely.

As I stepped inside, a spacious hall greeted me. A massive crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling illuminated the room with soft light. The paintings on the walls depicted scenes from the history of the academy and dragons. A servant quickly approached me.

"Please follow me, Your Excellency," she said.

I began to ascend the wide and elegant staircase behind the servant. The steps were covered with a soft carpet, and my footsteps made almost no sound. The paintings hanging on the walls presented more detailed scenes narrating the academy's history and its ties to the dragon race. Particularly, the battles with Annaxor, a demon-dragon hybrid and the greatest dragon foe in history, were frequently depicted. On both sides of the staircase, glowing candles emitted dim light, filling the atmosphere with warmth.

Finally, we stopped in front of a large door. The servant gently knocked on the door before stepping inside and quietly withdrawing. As the door slowly opened, I encountered a vast hall filled with daylight streaming in through the massive glass windows. In the center of the room, Isabella sat gracefully.

When I closed the door behind me, I noticed Isabella smiling at me. "Welcome, Ethan. Did you like it here?" she asked, but I immediately sensed her tension.

I felt there was a wall between us because of the forbidden love we shared. Most likely, this thin yet strong wall wouldn't fall until Richard was dead. But that wasn't a problem since Richard would die soon, and Isabella would be free in that regard. Yet, I knew Isabella felt guilty for cheating on her husband. Even though Richard had never shown her love and had even caused her pain, she was still that kind of woman.

But honestly, I didn't want to lose such a talented woman over such a foolish reason, so I approached Isabella, doing the best thing I could at that moment. I grabbed her arms and forced her to stand up without saying a word. Then I simply embraced her. Yes, a hug. A very simple yet magical thing. And judging by how Isabella's hands wandered across my back and held me tightly, it seemed the magic was working.

"I missed you, Ethan..." Isabella whispered softly in my ear.

"I missed you too, my love." I said, emphasizing the word "my love."

Then I pulled back a little and gazed in admiration at Isabella's red eyes looking back at me. I couldn't help but marvel at how different she was from Kayle, her own daughter.l. As she leaned in, moving her plump lips towards me, I responded without losing any momentum. When we kissed, it felt as though the air had suddenly warmed by five or ten degrees. I could feel Isabella's usually cold heart beating rapidly. As I held her hands against my chest with my own, I simply enjoyed this romantic moment.

Only her presence, her deep red eyes, and her beautiful scent remained. Our kiss started off gently, but gradually it was enveloped in a passionate fire. As I held her tightly in my arms, feelings surged through me like a wave. Isabella's warmth seemed to be warming my stony heart. My touch on her lips elicited a slight shiver from her, and I could feel her heart reaching the peak of excitement as it beat rhythmically. As our embrace tightened, our breaths quickened. Every movement increased the tension between us, as if we were forgetting the weight of our forbidden love.

I leaned in a little closer, shortening the distance between our bodies. When Isabella tilted her head back and closed her eyes, all my thoughts vanished. I was lost in the magical feeling of simply being with her. It felt as though time had stopped and the outside world no longer existed for us. All I knew was that I could hear the rhythm of her heartbeat.

Then I began to remove her clothes with both hands. Isabella offered little resistance; in fact, she wrapped her arms around my neck, making the kiss even more heated. After taking off her one-piece dress, only her underwear remained. I quickly removed the undergarments, and soon Isabella was just one step away from being completely naked. I withdrew from her lips for a moment and gazed at her body with admiration. Despite the tight cloths covering her breasts and buttocks, she was still incredibly sexy. When I gently removed the bandages from her chest, her huge breasts were revealed in all their fullness, as if she had been waiting for this moment While Isabella blushed and felt shy, I couldn't help but drool.

Once again, those enormous breasts were there in front of me, and I found myself involuntarily thinking about how it would be if they were filled with milk.

"They look delicious..." I said before diving into the largest breasts I had ever seen.

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