Villain transmigration: The doll maker.-Chapter 45:Dinner(+18)

"How was the meeting with the king?"

I asked mother. She had arrived in the capital two days ago, but unfortunately, I was at the academy and unable to welcome her. This will be our first meeting after more than two months of separation.

She was sitting on the head chair in the dining room looking just as regal, wearing a red dinner dress that left nothing to the imagination. Her red hair was tied in a messy bun and her eyes glowed redder under the light crystals.

Seraph was seated opposite me, just as beautiful in her black dinner dress that fully covered her breasts, unlike mother. Her hair was left flowing over her shoulders.

"The seventh prince and the saintess are getting engaged. "

She calmly said. I placed my fork down and turned my full attention to her. This was not great news.

"I’ve been hearing rumours around the capital, but I thought it was nothing more than rumours since they spent most of their time together. I should have guessed"

I said. Seraph nodded agreeing with me.

"Its well known that the prince does not get along well with the church."

Seraph added and took a sip of her blood. Mother swirled her glass of blood while looking at both of us before placing it down.

"The crown and the church have never been at odds. If they didn’t get along, the church wouldn’t have gained influence as fast as they did, especially here in the capital. Both of you should go back and read your books on nobility and power."

"Yes, mother."

Both Seraph and I accepted.

"Isn’t this going to only hurt us, Mother? The prince seems to get along well with the other heirs?"

Seraph said doubtfully.

"They will not touch us unless they find a legitimate reason to, that’s why I require you two to be cautious. I do not want to participate in an unnecessary war, but if necessary, we’ll just bury this nation or change its rulers. And that is why, my children, you should not worry about such meaningless things."

Mother seemed more majestic as she declared the kingdom’s dooms. I smiled at that, how endearing. I turned to look at Seraph to find her looking at Mother with the familiar worship look.

"When is the engagement?"

I asked. I had not seen the invitation since the news was not spread.

"Ten days from now it will be held after dusk."

"Isn’t that the day the debutante ball will be held?"

Seraph questioned. I had also been thinking about that.

"As you know, the saintess has only recently come of age; that was how they were able to find them, the debutant ball and the engagement are the perfect stage for the announcement of the alliance."

"They really did plan it well, every noble will be present ."

"I feel sorry for the other princes and princesses working that hard for the throne, then the queen’s son takes over."

I said with a chuckle. It was really funny i couldn’t imagine that scenario taking place in our household. Mother would have never allowed that.

"The king asked me about the siren you bought."

Mother’s soft voice broke the silence. My hand froze with the fork mid-air.

"Is there a problem mother?"

I asked seriously. I could feel my defense rising.

"The saintess requested it as her engagement gift from the bloodmooor family. "

"I suppose our family will not be handing out gifts."

I coldly said. Her blatant use of power and greed was starting to seep through her innocent facade. This was the reason why commoners should remain as commoners; a small taste of power got into her head.

Our family was the best gift-givers in the kingdom, and almost every noble household scrambled to send an invitation with the hopes of getting gifts as an apology.

"Yes, that little child should learn a lesson and the king seems to be indulging her a bit too much."

Mother said her voice filled with disdain.

"She’s the saintess after all, the ’savior’ as they call her."

Seraph chuckled at my sarcasm

"She’s managed to indoctrinate most commoners in the academy," she said between her chuckle, " and lucian there is a very nasty rumour going around the academy about you."

"What is it? I have a lot of those surrounding me."

I asked nonchalantly.

"They said you are the one who destroyed the saint’s eye?"

Her eyes were scrutinising me, looking at my reaction.

"He pointed a sword at me, and I had warned him twice, but it seems unlike the saintess, he’s nothing but a brute."

I said dismissively. Seraph nodded at my explanation and resumed drinking her blood. One of the saint’s eyes had managed to survive, unfortunately.

At that moment mothers maid came to her side and whispered into her ear. Mother listened for a while before nodding and turning to us while standing up.

"I’ll be retiring early ."

We both nodded and watched her walk away.

"Stop looking at mother like that it’s nauseous. "

Seraph snapped the moment Mother’s footsteps disappeared. I chuckled. She was smiling beautifully at mother, the sweet, perfect daughter, but the moment she left, she saw green.

"How am I looking at her?"

I teased her. Her eyes twitched, I could see her grinding her teeth.

"I don’t know its frustrating."

"Really, it’s just jealousy sister."

She deflated after that.

"Must you really be that direct it’s quite humiliating when you say it like that."

Her voice was reduced to almost a whisper.

"Get out!"

I said coldly. I smiled at luna who nodded and followed the other servants out.

"Why are you sending them out we’ve not finished our food."

Seraph said, looking at the retreating servants in bewilderment, and turned to me.

"Do you want the servants looking at you with your legs spread and me between your legs?"

I calmly wiped my mouth, placed the cloth on the table, and stood up.

"Are you out of your mind? Mother just left, she might return. "

She whispered, yelled while looking at the door frantically, but she didn’t move.

I turned her chair, knelt between her legs, and pushed her dress up to her waist. She automatically reluctantly opened her legs for me.

"Who was the scared one?"

I teased her. My lips kissed her through her already wet black underwear.

"Aah..stop talking they’ll hear."

She whispered through her covered mouth. She had placed her hands over her mouth to prevent herself from moaning.

"Ooh really, you don’t want anyone to know your brother makes you wet."

I brought my fingers to the wet spot of her underwear and rubbed her entrance softly. My thumb went to her clitoris flicking it through her underwear.

"You hear that?"

I rubbed harder against her entrance. Every time I rubbed her entrance, squelching sounds were produced, filling the quiet room.

"Stop it don’t.."

She pushed her lower body upwards with my fingers.

"Thats the sound of how much you want me inside of you."

"Mmmmh...hhhm.."

She moaned through her fingers, her voice muffled. I pressed harder as her body occasionally moved upwards to take my fingers inside of her.

"You can’t even stop moving your waist ."

Tears started to stream down her face as the pleasure started to increase. Her hands dropped from her mouth, and the moans she had tried so hard to hide spilled out.

"Aaah...Lucian...aaah...don’t....talk like...that it’s vulgar.."

Her hands covered mine holding it down on her twitching core. She placed one leg on my shoulder and started to move rubbing herself on my fingers.

"Are you really that desperate?"

I pushed her hands aside and leaned in biting her clitoris. My fingers plunged into her, pushing inside of her together with her underwear, and pulled out, then repeated at a fast pace. She buckled on my fingers her hole tightening around my three fingers.

"Rough...aaaaah.... It’s itchy... Lucian...get...underwear out....aah..mmmh..itchy.."

I ignored her pleas as her insides tightened ever harder. Her hands came and held my hair pushing my head harder onto her clitoris.

I pushed her underwear to the side getting full access to her twitching core.

"Look at that you’re twitching down here."

"Hhngg...stop it."

I plunged my fingers into her wet core, her slippery and tight walls wrapping around my fingers tightly.

My lips went back to her swollen clitoris and bit softly.

"Lucian."

Her strained voice called out my name before her core tightened and shot out her love juices, soaking my fingers and chin. I continued to thrust my fingers inside of her and licked her oversensitive clitoris.

"Hhhmmgg..lu.."

"Lucian Bloodmoor, get away from your sister."

A cold voice broke through the erotic atmosphere. Seraph scrambled to close her legs pressing my head between her soft thighs.

I released my head from Seraph’s cushion and stood up, picked up a small tablecloth, and wiped my mouth before turning to the door.

"Mother, what a surprise. "