Chapter 645: The Golden House
Under the blindfold, as Fisher’s vision was ruthlessly obscured, his remaining senses became exceptionally sharp. Now, he could only feel his body being touched and hear Elizabeth’s pleas. The feeling of being like a dish on the table for a starving person made him tremble involuntarily, and he hurriedly said,
“Wait a moment, Elizabeth, isn’t it still morning?”
“Mm-hmm.”
What should have been a legitimate persuasion seemed pale before Elizabeth at this moment, as if what Fisher said was a completely incomprehensible language to her, leading her to continue seeking him, as if she hadn’t heard.
Her morning ceremonial dress was a standard double-layered long skirt of the Golden Palace, the heavy skirt lay over Fisher like a blanket, and the high-quality stockings below felt somewhat rough, constantly rubbing against him, making his attempts at advice futile, as he became enveloped in the rich fragrance and pressure.
“Hehe, you’re quite honest here, Fisher.”
“…”
Before him, Elizabeth’s triumphant laughter rang in his ears like a spell. Fisher swallowed, and the muscles in his body tensed slightly, outlining his well-exercised contours.
Then a gulping sound came from Elizabeth’s throat.
She seemed a bit exuberant, and the sound of the buttons on her ceremonial dress being undone was also heavy, just like her breathing.
“Well, it’s time for a proper meal. You’ve been outside for so many years; surely, you’ve been greedily indulging in those lewd things, right? That bird person earlier? I still remember that voice, that disabled member of the Turan Family. You’ve been with her, haven’t you?”
“…”
Fisher opened his mouth, just about to argue, but Elizabeth, like a seasoned interrogator, had already seen through his disguise. He didn’t have time to react before being overwhelmed by her heavy desire.
He had thought that the desires enhanced by the Supplement Handbook for Sub-Humans were unparalleled, but who knew that in front of the suppressed Elizabeth, he still felt somewhat inferior.
At this moment, he couldn’t help but wonder, if human desire is merely physiological hormones, what will be the future of humanity? What are the mysteries of the universe? What is the meaning of life? What prompts us to exist in this universe? Is it merely for that extremely fleeting physical pleasure?
But these questions were clearly not for Elizabeth to ponder. Fisher felt her pressure becoming heavier and heavier, with the ordinary buildup turning into a state of complete intensity.
Of course, Fisher was not a sage who didn’t want to commit these misdeeds; he just subconsciously felt that he hadn’t clarified everything with her yet, hence found it somewhat inappropriate.
“Elizabeth…”
“It’s okay; afterward, I will ensure you have no extra energy to think about other things. From now on, everything with you will be mine, with no time for rest until we have many children. We will educate them well and select the most suitable one to be my successor.”
In the darkness, the words delivered through Elizabeth’s heavy breathing seemed to bring a flicker of light. At this moment, her originally束 bound golden hair had evidently broken free and flowed down like strands of crystal-clear springs, cascading over Fisher’s neck and cheeks, making it hard for him to distinguish whether they were tears or hair.
She shouldn’t be shedding tears, but why did her eyes redden because of him?
Is it because he gave her hope?
He opened his mouth, ready to say something, when suddenly, there came a gentle knocking sound at the closed door,
“Knock, knock, knock.”
“Your Majesty?”
Elizabeth still ignored it, only lowering her head to grasp Fisher’s wrist for further action, but the knocking continued.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
“Your Majesty?”
“Shut up!”
Elizabeth was truly annoyed. The next moment, she abruptly grabbed a pillow from the bed and forcefully threw it against the closed door. The lightweight pillow hit the door like a cannonball, producing a dull sound, instantly making the person outside apologize.
“Sorry, Your Majesty, it was not intentional to disturb your rest. However, you had previously arranged to meet with the Vice President of the World Magic Association today. The time is in half an hour; shall we cancel or…”
“…”
Elizabeth’s throwing motion paused slightly. In the darkness, her hollow golden eyes thought for a moment before slowly lowering her raised hand.
“I understand; wait outside. Come to call me when it’s time. I want to rest a little longer.”
“Yes, Your Majesty, I will arrange it immediately.”
Fisher didn’t recognize the person outside, but he still felt the prelude to her being impatient, so he spoke again, further plunging her already unstable desires deeper.
“Who is outside?”
Elizabeth turned her head, leaned down, and looked at Fisher, covered by the blindfold, with affection. But it wasn’t enough; she reached out to gently caress his cheek, saying,
“It’s Diane, my Chief of Inner Court. All the affairs within the Golden Palace are arranged by her. You need to shave your stubble; it’s rough.”
After saying this, she traced her hand from Fisher’s lips upward until she pushed open the blindfold sealing his eyes, revealing a pair of already opened black eyes below.
As darkness awoke, what came into view was Elizabeth Godlin, still youthful and beautiful, with her slightly disheveled golden hair, and her ceremonial dress, due to the earlier frenzy, had fallen off partially, exposing the intricately styled inner lining.
“Elizabeth.”
As Fisher and Elizabeth locked eyes for less than a second, she lowered her head affectionately to kiss his eyes, causing him to let out a speechless sigh, as if despite knowing so many ladies, the one he desired most remained only Elizabeth.
Perhaps it wasn’t meant to be derogatory; even at eighteen or nineteen, as inexperienced as Fisher was, his yearning for a loved one couldn’t be suppressed. Even standing together would lead him to secretly take her hand, wanting to caress her hair and skin.
Nothing had any significance; even his thoughts hadn’t formed fully, his body simply allowed him to do as he pleased.
Now, after more than a decade, their feelings intertwined with twists and turns had returned to the most innocent, youthful, and passionate form.
“It’s fine to have a proper meal in the evening, right? So prepare yourself; you can’t escape.”
“…”
How terrifying.
Elizabeth looked deeply at him, then slid off him jubilantly, gracefully tearing off her disheveled clothing without feeling ashamed, revealing a complete set of lingerie underneath.
At the same time, the handcuffs binding Fisher’s limbs disappeared instantly, granting him freedom once again.
This surprised Fisher a bit; he had thought that with Elizabeth’s nature, she would definitely keep him bound twenty-four hours a day to prevent him from escaping. He was already prepared to persuade her to set him free, yet she did this instead.
Fisher sat up, rubbing his wrists, and turned his head to see her at one corner of the spacious bedroom, in front of a locked wardrobe. She opened it with a key, revealing the neatly arranged items inside, consisting mostly of clothes and trousers tailored to Fisher’s size, along with several piled-up bottles and jars at the bottom.
Fisher didn’t recognize what the bottles and jars contained, but Elizabeth had already taken a set of clothes into her hands and brought up a small bottle and a box of blades.
“Here, Fisher, drink this, good boy.”
Elizabeth placed the clothes in front of him and handed him the small bottle, making him question,
“What is this?”
Elizabeth’s face flushed slightly as she touched her cheek to explain,
“It’s a premium supplement; taking it will increase the chances of pregnancy! I’ve stocked quite a bit, and you need to drink it after every meal!”
“Ah?”
“Drink it quick, and I’ve asked Diane to bring breakfast for you.”
“…”
Fisher felt that he really didn’t need it. Elizabeth hadn’t experienced him yet, so she naturally didn’t know how vigorous he could be. However, seeing her hopeful gaze, Fisher couldn’t refuse, so he reached out to take it, while Elizabeth happily turned to prepare the shaving blades for him.
She faced away from Fisher at the dressing table, shaking out the metal blades from the box while humming a tune, and opened an unsealed razor to load it with blades.
Clearly, these items for living with Fisher had been prepared long before his arrival; perhaps she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
In fact, he had anticipated before returning that even if caught by Elizabeth, she wouldn’t do anything to him. Her desire had always been to keep Fisher by her side, which is why he dared to stay.
Their tacit understanding seemed like an unbroken remnant from when they were eighteen, with unspoken emotions and regrets lingering between them.
Yet, upon truly witnessing this scene, Fisher’s feelings became somewhat complex.
Actually, what he had told his mother-in-law Aria wasn’t a lie. If it weren’t for the Supplement Handbook for Sub-Humans, if he truly weren’t so greedy, perhaps he would genuinely spend his life with Elizabeth.
“It’s still hard to imagine that the Empress of Nali would do this for me.”
Elizabeth had finished assembling the razor. Through the mirror, her golden eyes captured Fisher behind her. She neatly stored the remaining blades and pressed a button on the dressing table that transmitted instructions to the inner court maids, softly speaking,
“Is it because I’ve become the Empress of Nali that I am no longer Elizabeth?”
Fisher was slightly taken aback, and before him, Elizabeth turned to walk towards him.
“It’s because I am Elizabeth that I am the Empress; not that I am the Empress, thus I am Elizabeth. Quickly put on your clothes.”
“Then why did you take off my clothes?”
Elizabeth smiled slightly, raised the razor in her hand, and gently pinched Fisher’s chin with the other, kneeling beside him on the bed.
“Because sleeping in clothes is very uncomfortable, and also, I didn’t expect you to be completely unresponsive when you fell asleep.”
As she spoke, Elizabeth’s tone revealed obvious disappointment, as if it implied her plans hadn’t succeeded. No wonder she rushed back right after finishing the morning court meeting today, to supplement “Fisher’s energy.”
“…”
It’s quite absurd; it’s unlikely for one to wake up when completely unconscious.
“Don’t move; I’ve already asked the people below to prepare food. They can’t see you, and they probably think my appetite has increased again lately?”
Elizabeth’s words reminded Fisher once more that aside from the ladies related to him and Emhart, no one else in the world could discover him.
“I’m going out to discuss matters with the Vice President of the World Magic Association shortly. The news of Teacher Heilson’s passing is a significant blow to the magic community in Nali. They intend to change the future share of Nali people participating in the World Magic Association. We must use the political power of the Golden Palace to intervene, or the Nali mages outside might be bullied. We’ll wait a bit longer; when the time is right and your identity is restored, this situation will ease.”
She delicately lifted the razor in her hand, cleaning Fisher’s facial stubble inch by inch, while the other hand supported his chin, catching the falling hair.
“…You’ve considered this step, so can I still leave the Golden Palace?”
“No!”
Elizabeth’s expression turned slightly dangerous, as if this sentence touched her sore spot, but the next moment, her demeanor softened again. She gently stroked Fisher’s upper lip, softly saying,
“But, you alone cannot go out. If you truly wish to go out, I will personally take you anywhere. As for the other times, I will satisfy all your requirements while you remain in the Golden Palace. I’ve ordered all court officials except Diane to move to the outer court, so you can do whatever you like in the inner court, especially since they wouldn’t even discover you. Just use my magical command platform to have Diane bring it over; she won’t suspect anything; she is very loyal to me.”
At the end, seeing Fisher who seemed to want to speak but stopped, Elizabeth cheerfully added,
“Ah, of course, all the requirements I mentioned do not include ‘other women.’ If you dare to mention bringing other women into the Golden Palace…”
“Am I that kind of person?” Fisher sighed and said, “What I want to ask is, where is Heilson’s granddaughter Alicia, and the book she has?”
“Oh, I brought Alicia back to the palace; she should be in the outer court now. I can bring that useless book back to you.”
Useless book?
When did Elizabeth’s evaluation of Emhart become so precise? It felt like she knew much about Emhart.
Could it be because of Pandora’s eye on her?
Speaking of which, earlier when she confronted Valentina, she mentioned unlocking many functions of the eye; at that time, he hadn’t had time to study it much. Perhaps he could take this opportunity to look into the circumstances of this eye.
With that thought, Fisher asked,
“I want to see Alicia.”
“…I said all my requirements do not include ‘other women.'”
“No, she’s only five years old!”
Fisher looked at Elizabeth with disbelief, genuinely doubting whether she thought he would take action against a five-year-old child.
That would be too barbaric; he wouldn’t even look at a minor!
“…”
“Before Teacher Heilson left, I had no chance to see him one last time. He had a lot to say to me, so he told Alicia to pass those things to me in person.”
However, Elizabeth still remained tight-lipped, as if her sensitivity to other women around Fisher had reached its peak. Even if it was Fisher’s teacher’s granddaughter, even if that woman was only five years old, she seemed unable to relax.
This sign was a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it meant Elizabeth would be very forgiving about everything else; he likely didn’t need to worry about any other matters from her. On the other hand, this was a powder keg ready to explode, as evident from her earlier confrontation with Valentina.
Seeing her hesitate, Fisher gently reached out to caress her cheek and locked eyes with her.
“I have no other requests; I will stay in the Golden Palace.”
“…”
This sentence seemed like a heartening tonic. Elizabeth’s hollow gaze briefly flickered, and after a moment’s pause, she finally relaxed.
“Okay, I’ll let Alicia enter the inner court shortly. But she must return to the outer court in the evening; she cannot disturb us.”
“…Okay.”
Fisher couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, already having a certain judgment on the intensity of that evening’s situation.
But now everything was settled, and Elizabeth’s expression began to brighten again. Perhaps for her, it felt as if she built a luxurious golden house to forever hide her most beloved Fisher from being discovered by others.
This feeling of possessing her beloved made her addicted, longing to express it.
As he could not be discovered by others, it meant he belonged to her forever.
This was truly wonderful.
And seeing her promise this, Fisher couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. He smiled slightly, and the hand that stroked Elizabeth’s cheek unconsciously moved upwards, seemingly wanting to touch her forehead or her flowing hair.
But perhaps due to this upward instinct, Elizabeth mistakenly thought his hand was moving towards her eyes.
“Smack!”
The next moment, as if clamping shut, her hand suddenly latched onto Fisher’s wrist with an iron grip, instinctively stopping him from getting closer to her eyes.
“…”
Fisher opened his mouth, locking eyes with the equally momentarily startled Elizabeth.
