A Villainess For The Tyrant

The juice he had tasted from what trickled from her mouth was so very sweet, though.

Perhaps this too, then Estian tentatively accepted the grape in Ceciles fingers between his lips. He hesitated fleetingly before crushing the berry with his tongue and teeth, and a refreshing flavor of fruit permeated his mouth. Curiously enough, he found that it tasted good.

Never had he imagined becoming able to eat a fruit he had not, no could not eat for the past 20 years, and in an instant at that! As he swallowed the grape, a smile spread across Ceciles face below him. The sight of her smile prompted Estian to call his schedule to mind. Inspecting the knights, holding a meeting with the ministers, so on and so forth.

All of no consequence.

These matters of no consequence were affairs which he had never skipped since the day he was enthroned as emperor, yet why was he feeling them be so worthless today?

Not like its a big deal to skip out just once.

Kane would have begged to disagree upon hearing his thoughts, jumping up and down while crying, But it is a big deal!. Regardless, Estian gently bit down on Ceciles fingers still lingering by his lips. She flinched briefly and seemed about to draw back, but she did not take out her fingers. Rather, she began to fondle his face with her free fingers as if challenging him to do more.

Estian closed his eyes at the sensation. He found that it did not feel bad. In fact, he actually wanted to continue enjoying the feeling. Thus Estian gained certainty in one thing.

This woman just might be able to do it.

Estian began to speak. Theres no need for you to achieve the same feats, or anything harder than what I did. Youll be able to climb above me in an utterly simple way.

How?

Estian laughed. Like so.

With that said, he lifted Cecile by the waist with both hands. The world spun in a circle for Cecile all of a sudden, and she saw that she and Estian had switched places.

Yo-your Majesty! She exclaimed. Finding herself on top of Estian in the blink of an eye, Cecile grew red in the face. He meant climbing above him in the literal sense?

How about it? Simple, right?

Are you kidding me?She had almost exclaimed outwardly, but fortunately, she was not relaxed enough to do so. Cecile contemplated as to how she should reply when Estian drew her into his embrace and whispered, Do you think anyone in the world has ever climbed on top of me?

You are the first. Estian raised a hand to sweep back Ceciles hair. You only need to do one thing: become the master of the infamous emperor and have him at your beck and call. Thats all you need to do to raise your name above my infamy. To become known as the villainess who holds power over the worst tyrant of all time. All that is mine will become yours.

Cecile stared intently at him after he finished. Moments later, she asked what had been on her mind for a while now. Thats a very attractive thought, but Im having trouble understanding how its going to save me.

Do bad things to live? Shouldnt it usually be the opposite?

Wont I end up being hated by more people for doing bad things? she questioned.

Thats a given. But some hope for that to happen. Some of those also happen to be my enemies.

As the conversation grew complicated, Cecile attempted to get off the emperor. She could not shake off the feeling of needing to assume proper posture with a paper and pen in hand, jotting down notes as she listened. But Estians hands caught Cecile by the waist as she was about to climb down.