My Lycan Demigod

26

HANSEL…

What was that lovey-dovey for? He caused butterflies to stir in my belly.

I wiped my sweaty forehead and rolled to the other side of the bed, cuddling the duvet. He'd claimed me all the time and penetrated me while I submitted to him…so why did he make it so different today?

‘He must have forgotten that I was his eunuch. If not, why would be staring right into my eyes like I was his girlfriend? We weren't lovers, so we shouldn't be doing that. I could get to my knees as many times as he wanted. It doesn't matter if my knees hurt…’

I slapped my cheek and winked. What was even wrong with me? Wasn't I overthinking?

‘It was nothing to him. He'd done it in another way, so I won't get tired of kneeling down, right?’

Having thought of that, I felt so comforted. I know I'd been jealous and didn't want another female to take over my role. I get really jealous when he takes those courtesans, and I knew it was just because I enjoyed feeling his hardness in me and didn't want another tasting it and then becoming too obsessed with him.

Oh yes! I should get a nice rest, like he said, since I was done for the day.

I sighed in relief, staring into the blank space when an idea popped into my head…then I stood, rolling my eyes from one end to the other.

“Since his father called him, he and the others around them will be pretty busy. Won't it be better if I tried dressing feminine and checking myself here?" I nodded and climbed down the bed. I hadn't gotten this silly thought before, but it sounded really nice. “I got to know how he'd see me if I happened to dress feminine before him.” I mumbled to myself.

I took one of those dresses I had stolen from the courtyard and had them on, then restyled my hair. The little makeup I had gotten for working in the brothel was with me, so I put it on, hoping it was alright, then I wore the flower shoe I got for myself.

Thanks to all the money merchant Halvard did pay me in the past, or I wouldn't be able to achieve all those.

I stood in the middle of the room with a mirror, which I used to stare at my reflection.

Wide smiles covered my face. I was so pretty for a male indeed.

If the prince saw me like this, would he fall head over heels for me? Would he claim me to himself alone and make me his bride?

‘I should quit fantasising. That's not why I'm here.’ I thought and breathed out. It just didn't make sense to dress up that way. ‘That's the result of idleness.’ I nodded to those words I had told myself. ‘I guess those females also try to dress masculine, right?’

It's really okay, Hansel.

I was just about to take off the hairpin I had when a knock came on my door.

Who was that? They were all supposed to be busy…

But before I could even open my lips, the door was pushed open, and Lord Aldric walked in. He wore that emotionless expression like the day he came to the human land to take me.

“You must be tired of being a man. The prince must have reset your brain with his dìck.” he scoffed and walked closer. “Since you're like this and are nowhere looking like the prince's eunuch, why not go see him? You could be of use now.”

Be of use now? Hadn't I always been of use?

Still, I arched my brows, “Is everything okay? He personally told me to go for today.”

“I'm not sure.” he said, loosened his crossed arms, and reached out to the door.

I didn't hesitate but asked him, “How do I leave like this without people suspecting me? Or should I just change…

“I'll take care of it. Just come out already.” he cut me short, and his expression showed that he meant it.

I took a deep gulp and quietly reached the door. I looked out, and a scream almost left my throat.

He froze them with his powers? What a wonderful sight to behold…

“I'll leave now.” With smiles all over me, I hurried out of the quarters, heading to the throne room.

When I arrived, I didn't hurry to stay beside the prince because it would cause issues. But what I didn't get was what Lord Adric said about being of use to him. Hadn't I been of use? Was there anything going on?

I bowed to the officials gathered, and then the King, “I am overwhelmed to be in your midst, Your Supremacy.”

“Who is she?” one of the officials asked, but I turned a deaf ear and took a seat as though I was that relevant before them.

They all stared at me for some time, including the minister whom I had met in the brothel, and then they resumed their discussions.

“So, if his highness doesn't own the brothel, who then does? I clearly saw everything myself.” the minister I had met earlier asked.

If I could recall, he was the minister of affairs.

“I think his Highness is trying to cover things up. We finally saw what you looked like after five years since you were released from the dark lava, and it was because you had invented a brothel in the clan, something that royalties aren't expected to do.”

Then it dawned on me what was going on. So this man was up to something to have been there? He actually knew I was an eunuch? That would cause another problem.

I believed he must have recalled me back in the brothel. What if they demand for the eunuch?

My eyes landed on the prince, and he seemed to have nothing to say. With the way he sat, legs crossed, eyes glaring at the ministers, I was scared he was going to hurt them in one way or the other.

‘He has anger issues and must hate that he was summoned here. He doesn't follow the rules and could destroy anyone who tries to drag him.’ I thought and quickly stood, pulling a face that would convince them that I wasn't a lowly lycan in their clan.

“Well, thank you for your concern, Minister of Affairs. But you failed to investigate properly, and it could be because it isn't part of your job.” I forced up a sinister smile as the man scowled at me. “The investigation bureau should have done this if you reported to them, but you took it up to yourself…and who knows if you harbor some hatred for his highness.”

The man sprang to his feet, his fingers pointed at me, “You! Who do you think you are to talk to me in that manner?”

“I am the founder of the pleasure house you're talking about. That's why I'm here. And I hope you all show up to have fun. Drink and chat. Pleasure house doesn't have to do with just claiming a courtesan.” I licked my lips and walked out.

I bowed to the king who seemed shocked to speak. He just kept staring at me just like previously, and seated by his side was his Luna queen, a real definition of beauty.

“Your majesty, I hope you understand.” I bowed slightly, and as I raised my face, my eyes locked with the prince, and something stirred in me.

Was it those butterflies? Not at all. Something totally different….

“Then, what is your name?” came from his Luna.

My heart dropped heavily. What was my name?

“Jeyne…” the words left before I could even process it. And I didn't even know if that was masculine or feminine name.

I saw the look on the prince's face, but I ignored it.

“You don't have a surname?” The woman's voice came again. “Whats your family name?”

Family name? Surname?

What should I say?

“Why frowning? Did you lose your family? Then don't talk about them.” the woman added immediately.

But, was I really frowning? I didn't think I did. What could have made me frown when I was pondering how to answer her?

“Since you're the founder, what business does the prince have with you?”

“Is that more important than the prince's eunuch that wasn't here with him? Doesn't he know his work?” another minister roared, and the others began murmuring.

My fingers curled in my dress, feeling so hot.

I was that eunuch, and this was the part I feared most.