The Most Powerful Prince Crown

More Cruel More Satisfying (18+)

Two stallions galloped at a moderate pace across a path in the middle of a forest covered with dry leaves. The two Eufibutla officials were hunting together as usual to overcome boredom.

"Look, my father. Over there." Prince Hillarius pointed to the swaying bushes not far ahead of them.

"It's just a squirrel, son." King Aerius said as he kept his horse moving.

But not three seconds later, a fat deer leaped from the bushes and galloped away from them. Prince Hillarius was too late in launching his arrow and it only wounded a tree trunk not far from the bushes.

"Your guess is off, my father." Prince Hillarius groaned in annoyance. He failed this time, making him grit his teeth.

"Your arrow missed as well," King Aerius replied, chuckling.

"This isn't amusing at all," Prince Hillarius muttered, his father's knack for irritation permeating even the most trivial moments.

"Well, even if my guess wasn't wrong. You still won't get that deer, son," King Aerius said calmly. Prince Hillarius just turned to him without asking a question. He wondered why the man still felt no guilt.

"First, you should have just launched the arrow at him. Tell me only by sign because animals also have ears," King Aerius wisely explained. Prince Hillarius just cleared his throat realizing his stupidity.

"Secondly, your archery skills are not yet qualified, son," said King Aerius sharply.

"Your father doubts me?" Prince Hillarius jumped at his father's statement. He had learned archery since childhood but now his father could still mock him.

"Dare to bet?" Now King Aerius turned to his son as he tilted his face.

"Oh, I'd be up for that challenge. Let's determine who achieves their first kill," Prince Hillarius responded enthusiastically, relishing a good wager due to his history of never losing one.

"If I am the winner, then my father will tell me why the tower on the slopes of Mount Redluxa is off-limits." Prince Hillarius responded to his father's offer with enthusiasm, he found something quite interesting. He had wanted to know about this strange thing for a long time. It was said that Mount Redluxa was very beautiful. Maybe that's why Redluxa is forbidden to visit.

"Hmm, if you lose. Then you will get laid the woman of my choice in front of the boy." King Aerius was no less defiant, Prince Hillarius gave a small gasp.

"You means in front of Arachlea? That's a very crazy thing, my father!" Prince Hillarius couldn't believe his father would make such a challenge.

"Your challenge is crazy too, son," the King chuckled without turning around. This time maybe his father was on a cloud to give him such a crazy bet.

"Hmm, I get laid my girl almost every day and never get bored," Prince Hillarius muttered. The King turned around wordlessly, Prince Hillarius smiled wryly. This was the first time he had openly admitted to get laid his bride-to-be.

"If you are a real man, you should be happy with my challenge," said King Aerius.

"Screwing someone else in front of your bride-to-be is not a measure of a man's manhood," Prince Hillarius said confidently. He was sure he could beat his father's argument this time.

King Aerius burst out laughing at his son's lecture. Prince Hillarius smiled and gazed ahead with curiosity. His father's penchant for amusement through various means, including misadventures, intrigued him.

They stopped their horses abruptly when an escort call sounded from behind them. Three men on horseback came panting after them. Prince Hillarius frowned, was there any important business for them to catch up with His Majesty?

"Mercy, Your Majesty. The palace's trusted physician has come to treat the Queen Mother." One of the bodyguards reported.

"Is that all?" said Prince Hillarius without caring about his father's reaction.

"Alright, I'll be right back," muttered King Aerius and stomped on the reins of his horse.

The three bodyguards followed the King behind him, leaving Prince Hillarius still dumbfounded on his horse. The palace housed not only the royal family but also numerous servants and bodyguards. Prince Hillarius questioned the necessity for the King's presence during the trusted physician's visit to treat his mother. Medical care didn't warrant such sanctity, especially when the Queen was not in a critical state. The presence of an escort for the physician seemed superfluous.

Prince Hillarius leisurely rode his horse back to the palace, his enthusiasm for hunting waned. His father's vexing conduct, which had led to his failed archery attempt, had dampened his spirits. His mind was wandering, he was very curious as to why his father was so adamantly blocking his relationship with Arachlea.

Prince Hillarius mused quietly to himself, “There are invariably hidden truths concealed within challenges and prohibitions.” A sly smile crept across his face.

Prince Hillarius deliberately took a different path to enter the palace, the path he took would connect with a small door in the center of the wall surrounding the palace. Suddenly he was surprised by a woman who was familiar to him. The woman was also about to enter the palace through this rare path.

"Mrs. Pochlea?" greeted Prince Hillarius, stopping the woman who was none other than Arachlea's mother.

"Oh, Your Highness the Prince." The Prime Minister's wife turned around with a surprised face.

"What are you doing? You are going to the palace too, aren't you?" said Prince Hillarius as he dismounted his horse.

"Yes, I'm going to see my father. Um, I mean the prime minister. I'm going to see the prime minister," he replied, stuttering until he was mistaken.

Prince Hillarius grinned at the answer, locking his gaze onto the now red face.

"You should go through the right door, Mrs. Pochlea. Or... Are you indeed going to see your father?" Prince Hillarius stepped closer, almost cornering the woman against a large tree at the side of the path.

No answer was forthcoming, but the woman's lips trembled violently, causing desire to surge through Prince Hillarius' heart at lightning speed. Without a care in the world, Prince Hillarius pushed the woman's shoulder against the tree trunk and kissed her ferociously on the lips.

"Listen to me, Nadine, the father you seek is currently enjoying himself with the queen mother's physician. Do not disturb them, or the whole palace will know of your scandal with His Majesty," Prince Hillarius whispered in the middle-aged woman's ear. Afterward, he gave her earlobe a small peck and blew on the nape of her neck.

"Your Highness, let me go!" The owner of Nadine's real name pushed Prince Hillarius' arm.

"Shh, calm down. Why are you rejecting me, how am I different from my father?" said Prince Hillarius pulling the woman in his arms back to the front of the tree trunk.

"Come on, you also need to try me for once," groaned Prince Hillarius as he began to undo the ribbons on the woman's dress. He was glad she didn't dare to rebel.

"Don't make another sound, you must know the consequences if anyone catches us," he warned sternly.

"You are my future son-in-law, Your Highness." Nadine gave a warning hoping the man would stop his actions.

"Who cares?" Prince Hillarius merely shrugged his shoulders as he continued his action of undressing the woman much older than him.

With half force, the woman was finally get laid before his father knew she was coming. Prince Hillarius groaned, who was the more cruel of the two, get laid his own confidant's wife, or get laid his future father-in-law?

"Aggghhhh, Your Highness!" moaned the woman.

"You whimpered, Nadine. Did you enjoy it? You whore, damn it. Aghh, I hope your daughter is not like you." The rant slipped out as his ears caught the woman's whimpering.

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