“Roselia?”

“I’ll just go out for some fresh air!”

Roselia hurriedly grabbed her skirt and rushed out of the banquet hall as if fleeing.

She planned to hide as much as possible until his interest faded, knowing that if she were caught by that crazy crown prince, not only herself but many others would be in trouble.

Leaving the noisy banquet hall and entering the imperial corridor, Roselia looked around for a place to hide and quickly moved her feet.

There were numerous balcony windows along the corridor.

Thinking the crown prince would have a hard time finding her unless he opened every balcony, Roselia hurriedly headed towards a balcony in the corner.

But just before opening the door, Roselia’s hand stopped abruptly.

Roselia’s face flushed at the unfamiliar moans tickling her ears.

Looking closely, she could faintly see two silhouettes entangled beyond the balcony window.

“Ah, no… Stop…”

“What do you mean no? If you followed me to the balcony, that’s as good as consent.”

Along with the man’s rough breathing and the sound of friction as if thrusting, Roselia quickly turned away with a reddened face.

That’s right. The dark balconies located in the outer corridors of the banquet hall were also implicitly places where nobles enjoyed lewd entertainment.

It was even a place where partitions were hung to block the view of other balconies for the nobility’s privacy.

She had completely forgotten in her rush to escape, but it might have been fortunate in a way.

Even the crown prince wouldn’t have the right to interfere in the private lives of nobles engaged in sexual activities, so he wouldn’t readily open just any balcony.

Roselia soon turned with a determined expression to find another balcony.

To a quiet balcony without moans or rough curses…

And not long after, she was able to find a clean balcony with no silhouettes visible.

Roselia abruptly opened the balcony door.

But as she opened the door, her eyes met someone standing diagonally against the wall next to the window.

Oh no, I thought it was an empty balcony because no silhouette was visible from the window…

Roselia’s eyes widened as she recognized the person.

“Roselia?”

Duke Balthazar was standing there with a very nonchalant face amidst the moans coming from here and there.

As Roselia turned to leave in embarrassment, the door to the banquet hall suddenly opened and the crown prince was seen stepping into the corridor.

As Roselia stood frozen, unable to move either way, Klaus suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her in, closing the balcony door.

Trapping Roselia in his arms, Klaus glared beyond the balcony with his index finger on his lips.

“Shh…”

Klaus was only staring at the balcony door, trapping Roselia in his arms, conscious of the crown prince.

Meanwhile, Roselia felt her mind going blank due to Klaus being too close.

Right in front of Roselia’s gaze, his prominent Adam’s apple could be seen nervously bobbing up and down.

Unlike her smooth neck, that sight exuding a masculine intimidation made Roselia squeeze her eyes shut.

She thought it was better to close her eyes rather than see his body distracting her gaze up close.

Too close, it’s too close…!

She could hear the crown prince’s footsteps getting closer and closer.

On the other hand, due to Klaus’s reaction being so quiet that not even his breathing could be heard, Roselia, who had her eyes tightly shut, slowly opened them.

Then her eyes met Klaus’s, who was staring intently at her right in front of her face.

Roselia froze, forgetting even to breathe, at the navy blue eyes looking down at her from right in front of her nose.

While her restlessly pounding heart felt spiteful, strangely she couldn’t avert her gaze entangled with his.

Klaus seemed to be the same, unable to withdraw his deep gaze looking down at Roselia, only taking rough breaths.

They were so close that they could feel each other’s breaths touching their lips.

Feeling dizzy, Roselia tried hard to gather her senses and moved her lips that refused to part.

“M-Maybe we should move apart a bit…”

At that moment, the sound of the crown prince’s footsteps, which she hadn’t noticed due to being conscious of Klaus, was heard right nearby.

Klaus, seeming to finally notice the crown prince’s presence, hurriedly covered her mouth.

At the sudden large hand covering her mouth, Roselia had to look at Klaus with wide eyes.

She could feel the crown prince’s footsteps stopping right in front of the terrace they were on.

“…”

Sensing the urgency of the situation, Roselia obediently left her lips to Klaus’s hand and took shallow breaths.

As Roselia’s hot breath tickled Klaus’s palm, his eyebrows tensed slightly.

At that moment, the crown prince’s presence was felt right in front of the terrace door.

In a moment so tense that cold sweat flowed, Klaus suddenly grabbed Roselia’s waist and deliberately led her to where the moonlight shone well.

It was a position where their silhouettes could be clearly seen through the terrace window from the inside.

As Roselia opened her eyes wide in surprise, he pressed his lips over the fingers covering Roselia’s mouth.

Seen as a silhouette from inside the door, it was undoubtedly the composition of a man and woman kissing closely.

Of course, in reality, their mouths were pressed together with a hand in between.

As Roselia looked into his eyes with surprised eyes, their breaths tickled each other through Klaus’s firm fingers.

Though his fingers were clearly blocking their lips, strangely it felt more stimulating and erotic than directly pressing their lips together.

No, it would be more accurate to say it was tantalizing.

Their lips almost touching through the gaps between his fingers, and the hot breaths tickling their lips.

Even the situation of submitting to Klaus’s hand while being conscious of the crown prince standing outside the terrace.

Everything was too stimulating and precarious.

At that moment, as the crown prince still didn’t leave the front of the terrace, Klaus hugged Roselia more tightly and tilted his head.

Even though his fingers were in between, as he tilted his head, hot steam rushed through the gaps between his fingers, making Roselia’s toes curl tightly.

Only then did the crown prince inside the terrace seem to decide not to interfere with the couple’s heated moment, and moved away from the terrace.

Feeling the crown prince’s presence moving away, Roselia carefully moved her lips while still pressed against Klaus’s fingers.

“Um… I think the crown prince has left…”

Even as she spoke, the sensation of his fingers touching her lips felt strange.

It felt similar to when lips touch the other person’s skin during a kiss, making her face flush hot.

Klaus seemed to feel similar emotions, as he looked down at her with deeply darkened eyes without withdrawing his hand touching Roselia’s lips.

Although she could break free from his hand if she tried, Roselia could only stare into his eyes.

And just as it seemed they would remain frozen like that forever, Klaus’s hand finally slid down beside her face.

Although he hadn’t been forcefully covering her mouth, Roselia took a deep breath, feeling as if her airways had opened.

But that feeling of freedom didn’t last long.

Klaus’s hand, which had left her lips, grabbed her shoulder and pulled her strongly.

Roselia had to open her eyes wide at Klaus’s fragrance that suddenly enveloped her, without even time to be surprised.

Along with the hot and soft sensation touching her lips came a sweet breath.

Roselia could only helplessly stare at his navy blue eyes slowly closing, without even a chance to protest.

And soon, the hand firmly gripping her shoulder slid behind her back, and her eyelids also slid shut.

Klaus’s lips, which seemed as if carved from ice, were excessively hot and soft.

The breath coming through them was also hot enough to make her insides burn.

His colliding lips were not leisurely, but neither were they rushed or rough.

He devoured her lips greedily as if taking a big bite out of fruit, yet he never hastily explored her.

As if asking for her permission, or desperately holding onto the thread of reason, he only circled her lips with that soft and hot thing, without rashly invading.

Perhaps that fanned her desire even more.

Roselia unconsciously wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, clinging to his lips as if wanting to press even more tightly against him.

She could feel Klaus’s muscles tensing rigidly because of that.

With her mind already blankly flickering, Roselia was fully parting her lips to invite him in.

And after hesitating for a moment, Klaus seemed to let go of the last thread of reason he was holding onto at her gesture.

Roselia, who had somehow ended up sitting on the terrace railing from his roughly lifting embrace, clung to Klaus’s head and pressed her lips to his.

Klaus, who was hugging her waist as if about to break it, soon responded to her invitation by delving between her small plump lips.

He was on the verge of losing his mind from her thickly flowing fragrance.

Klaus’s satisfied groan flowed out from between their pressed lips.

At that moment, as something hot pushed in deeply as if trying to thoroughly explore her insides, Roselia momentarily stiffened.

Unlike the thoroughly heated Klaus, Roselia’s last shred of reason suddenly raised its head at the overwhelming sensation of his massive presence and heat.

Barely coming to her senses, Roselia roughly pushed his shoulders away, thinking she needed to escape the heated atmosphere.

Strangely, his shoulders that had been like a massive fortress easily gave way.

Unlike how easily he was pushed away, he was roughly panting with unresolved thirst and desire as he slightly pulled back.

Oh my… What have I just done with this man…?