The side hall was not large, but it had many guest lounges. After entering the guest lounge, one could further proceed through a secret door into a long corridor, which led to various floors of the Marshal's residence. The Duchess was extremely excited, trying her best to control her heartbeat, clinging to Rody's arm with an elegant smile on her face, leading Rody to the third floor, perhaps to a bedroom borrowed from the Marshal's wife.

She couldn't wait to share intimate moments with this man who had captivated her heart, to compensate for the dissatisfaction she often felt with the Duke.

The room on the third floor was not far away. The Duchess planned to passionately kiss him as soon as they entered, to show him how much she loved him, how much she missed him... Her heart was pounding like a drum, her steps getting weaker, and finally, she almost collapsed in Rody's arms.

However, a maid holding a lantern stood in the corridor, speaking softly, "Prince of the Night, the Queen requests your presence in five minutes for state affairs."

"What? The Prince is my companion for tonight!" The Duchess nearly fainted upon hearing this.

"The noble lady, would you like to revise your response? You must know that these words might anger a Queen more noble and majestic than you. If you wish, I can wait for your most suitable reply," the maid bowed and said.

"Yes, I wish to correct myself. The Prince of the Night will go to consult with the Queen on state affairs in five minutes," the Duchess managed to suppress her anger and replied softly.

"In that case, the servant will wait for the Prince at the corner ahead," the maid bowed again and said, "Noble Duchess, your handling is very generous and appropriate. The Queen said if you agree, the Prince will return to your room in no more than three hours to spend the remaining wonderful time with you."

"Thanks to the Queen's grace! May God bless the Kamarlon Empire, and may the beautiful Queen remain forever young!" Although the Duchess was reluctant, she could only swallow her pride and thank her with a bow.

"Don't you need to ask me?" Rody was about to ask in surprise, but as soon as the maid turned around, the Duchess pulled him into a room.

She held him tightly and kissed him passionately.

As if she would die in five minutes, she barely had time to speak, just holding Rody tightly, deeply inhaling his scent, kissing his fingers, his cheeks. Whenever Rody tried to speak, she stopped him with her hand. In less than half a minute, her whalebone corset was undone, revealing her beautiful bosom to Rody.

"Prince, do you know? I'm going mad, that incredibly lewd Queen, she's about to snatch you away from me!" The Duchess, with tears in her eyes, placed Rody's hand on her bosom, pressing it tightly to make him feel her heartbeat, and wept softly, "Can you feel my love for you? My Prince, I've never liked a man as much as I like you. After being forced to marry the old Duke, my heart was broken. But today, it has just started to heal, yet now you must leave my side..."

"I could choose not to go!" Rody knew it was impossible, but he said so to make the Duchess feel better.

"No, my noble Prince, don't let me affect state affairs. The Queen has a great influence over the King of Kamarlon. Her promiscuity has earned her many admirers among the ministers. You must go, understand? Although my heart is also broken, I cannot allow myself to turn you against her. I know what a woman unsatisfied can do!" The Duchess kissed Rody's hand repeatedly, saying, "My Prince, please come back soon. Believe me, no matter how outstanding you are, the Queen will never love you as I do! She's used to playing with men and must be skilled in physical trades. Before marrying King William II, she had already been married to five kings, all of whom lost their kingdoms. It's because of her that Kamarlon and Mille were able to annex five smaller countries without bloodshed..."

"Your Queen is a succubus?" Rody exclaimed in shock.

"I don't know if she's a succubus, but there's a joke about the Queen that circulates in the capital of Kamarlon," the Duchess said, eager to slander her rival to win back the Prince's heart.

"What's the joke?" Rody was genuinely unaware of any jokes about the Queen.

"Only men who have been intimate with the Queen, who have shared a bed with her, know and understand that joke. It's their way of mocking her. My Prince, I'm not maliciously slandering the Queen; this is the truth, and you'll understand soon," the Duchess whispered softly. "Because of her debauchery and indulgence, the Queen may seem decent in appearance, but her body is... How should I put it? The men joke that if everyone squats down and shouts 'I found a cave' at the Queen, it would echo back 'a cave, a cave, a cave'!"

"Really?" Rody was stunned.

"My noble Prince, you must know that the Queen's invitation, aside from venting her sinful lust, might be some kind of political conspiracy, so you must be careful and wary of her every word," the Duchess advised, almost like a wife.

"Maybe I just won't go? Could her figure be more beautiful than yours? No, your treasures are truly rare in this world," Rody feigned admiration.

"You don't know, in the capital of Kamarlon, I've always been privately known as the 'Lady with the Beautiful Bosom,'" the Duchess said with a blushing face, whispering softly, "They belong only to you, my Prince. Remember, I'll be waiting here for you to come back, always here... I love you, Prince. Please give me a chance; I'll show you the most wonderful lovemaking in the world, I will serve you with all my heart and body!"

"The Queen is clever, only giving you five minutes, otherwise you might have done more," Rody laughed heartily.

"My dearest Prince, you don't understand the jealousy between women. I absolutely cannot stand her getting to you first, but I am powerless. Perhaps at the banquet earlier, I should have dropped a silver key to the floor and then pretended to pick it up, giving you a pleasant surprise, but... I really regret it, my Prince. You don't know, my heart is shattered!" The Duchess daringly reached into Rody's trousers. She initially wanted to undo them, but Rody refused, which made her behave even more like a resentful woman.

"Wait for me to come back! I really like them!" Rody playfully kneaded the Duchess into a soft mess, laughing.

"I'll take a milk bath and wash myself fragrant waiting for your return! I love you, my Prince, my darling..." The Duchess, disregarding her naked upper body, chased to the door and embraced Rody, passionately kissing him.

The maid nearby coughed softly, indicating that time was up.

With tears streaming down her face, the Duchess had to bid a reluctant farewell. Rody followed the maid, turned up the staircase to the fourth floor, passed through a corridor to the fifth floor. The maid walked elegantly ahead, her shapely bottom swaying attractively, arousing Rody. He watched as she led him to the sixth floor, then down another staircase back to the fifth floor, leaving Rody puzzled.

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"Hey, is the Queen waiting for me on the fifth floor or the sixth?" Rody, seeing they were going up to the sixth floor again, was about to lose his temper.

"Don't you like watching my little bottom? I'll let you see enough of it! Hehe, what, you forgot how many floors we've gone up?" The little maid turned back with a charming smile, covering her mouth and giggling, "How about it? Who do you think is prettier, me or that Lady with the Beautiful Bosom?"

"Are you really a maid?" Rody felt dizzy upon hearing this.

...

"I am a maid, just not the Queen's maid," the little maid turned around, handing Rody a small note, "Someone has invited you to this address tomorrow night. Remember, don't be late, you little trickster!"

"Who are you?" Rody desperately searched his memory for this little maid's identity. Who could she be?

She seemed somewhat familiar, as though she knew him, but he couldn't quite recall who she was.

Leaning in to smell her, he found her scent familiar too. But her fragrance was unique, not like Chris, nor like the Star Goddess or Jill, not like the female boss, not like the succubus sisters. Who was this person disguised as a little maid, coming to deliver a message to him?

She called him a little trickster; could she possibly recognize him as Rody?

How could that be?

"Can't guess, can you? Hehe, you're such a dummy!" The little maid snorted through her nose, proudly swinging her cute little bottom as she walked ahead.

"Hey, was the Queen's invitation a fake?" Rody hurried after her to ask.

"Of course, it's real. Don't you know where the Queen's secret chamber is? Poor guy, you don't even know the Queen's secret chamber and yet dare to pretend to be a playboy seducing women," the little maid sighed, "The Queen has two secret chambers. One is on the fifth floor; you can enter any door, and she will see you. If you go in, like the Lady with the Beautiful Bosom said, you'll find a queen who echoes when you squat and shout. If you don't go in and turn to the sixth floor, then enter through a small window like a dog hole, you'll find a..."

Suddenly, the little maid stopped talking.

Rody looked at her small face curiously, finding it increasingly familiar. He was sure he had seen this little maid somewhere before.

But, for the life of him, he couldn't figure out who she was. How strange!

"What will I find?" Rody purposely moved closer, inhaling the pleasant scent of the little maid, and asked.

"I don't know, I've never been through the dog hole!" The little maid pushed Rody away with a hint of annoyance, then couldn't help but giggle, baffling Rody even more. She stood at the end of the fifth-floor corridor's balcony, struggling to suppress her laughter, "Go on, go find your Queen. Why are you following my behind? I won't throw myself at you like the Lady with the Beautiful Bosom!"

"Who are you, really?" Rody, seeing her chant an air-based flying spell and preparing to fly away, quickly grabbed her small hand and asked.

"When you guess who I am, I'll let you see my true face. Don't you love watching my little bottom? Go back and think about it! Guess correctly, and I'll let you see a beautiful woman fully naked! But, I bet someone as dumb as you won't have that chance!" The little maid playfully patted Rody's face, covering her giggling mouth with her hand, and swiftly flew away.

"Who is this girl, anyway? When did I meet such a girl?" Rody was utterly confused.

After thinking for a long time and still not figuring out who the little maid was, Rody had no choice but to go up to the sixth floor, looking for the 'dog hole' like a small window.

He wanted to meet the mysterious Queen, but certainly not one where you could hear an echo just by squatting down and shouting. The sixth floor wasn't very big; above it was only the clock tower. The sixth floor seemed to be a study, but all the doors were sealed and locked, seemingly unoccupied.

After searching for a while, Rody finally found a small hole in a secluded, dark corner, truly resembling a dog hole. Infuriatingly, there was even a new sign hanging above it: "This is a dog hole, human males are not allowed to crawl in…" Rody was certain there hadn't been a sign there just before. He was being played again, which made him furious. He grabbed the sign and smashed it with his fist, then stomped on it several times.

He sensed a very small secret room inside and even a fragrant woman.

Rody thought, if he caught her, whether she was the Queen or not, he would question her first. This time, he couldn't let her slip away lightly like the little maid. The small dog hole couldn't stop Rody; since human males weren't supposed to crawl in, flying in shouldn't be a problem, right? He slipped in smoothly and nimbly through the small hole.

Inside, it was pitch dark, and waves of feminine fragrance wafted over. As someone lifted the silk fabric above his head, Rody heard a woman's voice trying to suppress laughter, feigning surprise, "Who are you? Why are you crawling under my skirt?"

"I don't care who you are!" Rody, regardless of whether the other party was a beautiful woman, grabbed her, placed her over his knee, and spanked her pert bottom ten times before pushing her onto a nearby desk. He caught her resisting hands and angrily said, "Let me tell you, the only time my head goes under a woman's skirt is if she's my wife ready for intimate fun. Even if you're a goddess, you'll have to crawl under me a hundred times as penance!"

"Hey, you're hurting me!" The beautiful woman seemed a bit frightened but her clever eyes twinkled. She defended herself, "It's too small here and my skirt is so big. Who told you to crawl in? I didn't mean to tease you, let me go! You're hurting me, I'm going to cry, I really will cry! I told you it wasn't intentional..."

"You did it on purpose, not unintentionally!" Rody pressed her head down, saying angrily, "Crawl under a man as I did, and you'll understand what shame is."

"Fine, I'll crawl!" The beautiful woman didn't get angry, instead, she playfully crawled under Rody, then looked up and asked, "Feeling a little better now?"

"What the hell, who are you?" Rody cursed for the first time.

"Me?" The beautiful woman smiled charmingly, "I should be the Queen of this country, I guess!"

"..." Rody was speechless.

There really was such a Queen in the world, both amusing and exasperating. What exactly did she want to do? Rody felt that every woman he had met that night was not normal; the Duchess was like a woman parched for three years waiting for the first spring rain, the little maid like a mischievous sprite, and what about this beautiful woman?

Like a lover playfully romancing her beloved!

...

"I was really angry just now, why were you always looking at her butt? So I wanted to let you look at mine too, mine is no worse than hers. Who knew you wouldn't like it, and even hit me, wuwu..." The beautiful woman started crying, her tears almost like a burst dam.

"Just cry it out!" Rody was in a bad mood. If he wasn't concerned about her crying so sadly, he might have even slapped her.

"I'm not really crying, I was just fooling you!" The beautiful woman, seeing that her tactic wasn't working on Rody, stopped her tears abruptly. Her eyes were still wet, but she was already smiling, then affectionately hugged Rody's arm, coquettishly saying, "Hmm, good person, won't you stop being angry? I've apologized to you. Or should I crawl under you again? Another hundred times? I was jealous because you were so nice to her!"

"Jealous?" Rody felt like fainting upon hearing this. Jealous of whom? The little maid? How had he been nice to the little maid to make her so wildly jealous?

"You were always looking at her little butt, of course I'm not happy!" That was the reason for the beautiful woman's jealousy.

"I'll look at whoever I want, what's it to you?" Rody produced a magical pen and paper like a magical reporter, interviewing her, "Could you tell me, beautiful lady, what's our relationship? We don't even have the slightest connection, why are you jealous of me?"

"Haven't we already established a relationship? You've been under my skirt, and I've crawled under you... If others ask, I can boldly tell them you were once under my skirt. Whoa, don't be so rough, okay, I'll be serious. I like you and am planning to marry you, to be your wife. Isn't this just practicing flirting in advance?" The beautiful woman covered her mouth, giggling, but her reply left Rody speechless.

"I heard you're the Queen of Kamarlon?" Rody struggled to keep his anger in check.

"It seems so, is there a problem?" The beautiful woman asked curiously.

"Do you think your husband, King William II, would agree to this marriage?" Rody grabbed the front of the beautiful woman's dress, asking coldly.

"He would." The beautiful woman nodded incessantly.

"Does he particularly enjoy being cuckolded? Can't sleep without wearing a green hat?" Rody asked angrily.

"No..." The beautiful woman shook her head repeatedly.

"Is he impotent and needs to borrow seeds to have children? Or does he have a hobby of giving his wife away to others?" Rody was almost ready to kill this promiscuous woman. He couldn't believe there was such a couple in the world, truly regrettable.

"He's not, right? I don't know, but I guess he's a very normal man, haven't you seen that he even has a son? Also, he recently took a favorite concubine. If my brother were impotent, he wouldn't need to show off like that," said the beautiful woman. Rody was confused, unable to make head or tail of it. How had she suddenly become King William II's sister? Wasn't she the Queen of Kamarlon?

"You're married to your brother?" Rody could only admire this beautiful woman more; what a royal family of incest.

"Who said I married my brother?" The beautiful woman pinched Rody's arm with her little jade hand, chiding him, "You know nothing and just guess wildly. He's my brother! I'm not the original Queen of Kamarlon, nor is he the original King William II. They were replaced by us a year ago, or rather, we've been controlling everything in Kamarlon for a long time. It's complicated, but for now, just decide to marry me, and I'll explain everything to you later!"

"Do you think I would agree?" Rody asked incredulously.

"If you find it hard to propose in public, then we can do it here, just the two of us. Hmm, you can start now!" The beautiful woman smiled charmingly, as if Rody was already kneeling before her with a proposal ring.

"I'd be crazy to do that!" The only thing Rody wanted to do was strangle this woman, if not for her somewhat endearing looks.

"So, you want me to propose to you?" The beautiful woman, hearing this, immediately knelt before Rody, hugging his legs, and asked affectionately, "Would you marry me...?"

"Hey, are you mentally okay?" Rody was almost driven crazy by her.

"Silly, I was just teasing you. Why are you so heartless, beating me up as soon as we met!" The beautiful woman covered her mouth, giggling. Her action was very similar to that of the little maid earlier, almost identical. But Rody was sure they were not the same person, as their body scent and aura were similar, yet not exactly the same.

"..." Rody sniffed the beautiful woman's scent and sensed her aura repeatedly, finally confirming she was not the little maid from before.

"Let's be serious!" The beautiful woman smiled brightly, her intelligent eyes shimmering mysteriously under her long eyelashes. "With your mind full of anger and confusion, is there something you want to ask me?"