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Chapter 93: Strong Push!

No extra women around.

No busy affairs.

The kingdom was stable and peaceful, leaving no worries.

What was missing was just a suitable opportunity, and helping Roy unleash the agitation of dragon blood finally provided her with the perfect excuse!

Nothing or no one could hold her back from taking that step!

Fueled with determination, she flipped open her wardrobe and pulled out those nightgowns she bought ages ago that made her blush just by looking at them—she’d barely worn them. Holding them in front of her, no matter how cute and charming her reflection seemed in the mirror, she was still unsatisfied. She tried mixing and matching to present the very best in preparation for that moment.

Until dusk completely fell, unveiling the night, she finally hugged the most beautiful little dress and murmured to herself, “To calm the dragon blood agitation, this can’t be helped…”

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“Ughhhhhhh!”

In the night’s room, Roy was tossing and turning in bed, his body manifesting dragon scales while releasing a rampaging dragon might that shook the entire room.

The restless dragon blood showed no signs of calming down with time; instead, it grew more frantic, the uncontrollable power rampaging like a wild beast inside him, leaving Roy in agony.

According to Bahamut, if no extra measures were taken, it would take years for this agitation to naturally settle down.

But he couldn’t wait that long.

In recent days, as his power became more violent, Roy’s own personality began to mirror that violence.

He wanted to tear apart, to bully, to destroy everything around him.

Realizing that he had crushed the utensils in his hand.

Just moments ago, he had even fantasized about casually choking the maid who brought his meal, or bursting out of the room to swing his sword freely, slicing everything in sight.

Extraordinary power was like a double-edged sword; the bloodline of the Dragon King served as the sharpest weapon against enemies, but it also came with significant risks.

At this point, Roy finally recognized the terrifying nature of losing control over his bloodline power and had to suppress this horrific desire to destroy with all his might.

But just as he was gritting his teeth and struggling to hold on today, the door suddenly swung open.

Roy shot up, growling lowly with suppressed killing intent, “Didn’t I say, don’t disturb me if there’s nothing going on…?!”

What met his eyes was a rosy hue, painting the dark of night.

For a moment, Roy forgot about the restless dragon blood and even forgot to breathe.

“Well, shall I leave then?”

Jokingly, Charlotte cautiously squeezed into the room.

Her crimson hair cascaded softly, and her silk pink nightdress swayed lightly.

The smooth outer garment clung to her skin, the collar artfully showcasing her fair neck, while the overly loose outfit slipped slightly, revealing her delicate collarbone. Below the knee, her bare legs displayed her adorable yet subtly sensual charm.

Like an enchanting little red cat in the night, her bare feet moved gracefully, flashing bright crimson and igniting a flame of desire in his heart.

“Charlotte? What on earth are you doing here so late…?”

“About yesterday, did you think I was joking?”

Charlotte said, casually sitting on the bed.

In the past, Roy would have recklessly scrutinized her carefully done makeup until she shyly scurried away.

But now, his inner tumult had reached its peak—just a little spark, and he truly dared not let his gaze linger on her, not even daring to peek at her petite bare feet beneath her dress.

But Charlotte wasn’t in a great position either.

Roy’s expression was slightly haggard, fierce, more aggressive than ever… and yet more alluring than before. With his clothes in disarray from tossing and turning, his perfect muscular build left Charlotte in a daze.

They both unconsciously gazed out the window, sitting in silence for a long time.

The war-torn royal capital was still rebuilding, the once-bustling streets devoid of any light; tonight felt eerily quiet as if the entire world contained just the two of them, rendering Roy unable to find anything to distract himself with.

Finally, he bitterly forced himself to ask, “What exactly are you here for?”

“Didn’t I tell you? To help you with… calming the agitation of the dragon blood.” Just as she finished half the sentence, Charlotte’s serious tone became awkward.

Roy frowned uncontrollably, “But there’s no need for you to personally get involved.”

“Are you telling me to sit idly by while the dragon-slaying hero fights for the kingdom, or do you want me to overlook my knightly oath? Or perhaps…”

“You don’t want to?”

Charlotte turned her head, her loose outer garment sliding off her fragrant shoulder.

Her skin, softer than silk, blossomed in the moment, and the luxurious lace decorating her chest added the most exquisite touch to her delicate frame.

The girl wore a somewhat displeased expression, yet her trembling eyes revealed a hint of unease.

Roy’s throat tightened, but he couldn’t make a sound.

The most beautiful ruby of the Lionheart Kingdom, the princess who had shared life and death with him, it was simply impossible not to want to share an intimate night together.

With long brows, a petite nose, and luscious lips, everything about the girl seemed like a bright flame, beckoning the moths from deep within the soul to flutter toward her.

Even if it meant burning everything down.

But to Roy at this moment, she was like a mischievous proud little wild cat, edge closeness awakening the most savage side of him.

He wanted to possess, to shred, to devour, wanting to take everything from her. To taste the sweetness of the ruby’s tears—it was unbearably enticing.

Roy instinctively moved closer to Charlotte’s warmth, a shadow glinting in his eye.

Yet just as Charlotte’s fingertips were about to touch him, he suddenly snapped back to reality and sharply turned his head away.

“No way!”

“Roy…”

“It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just not allowed!” Roy gritted his teeth, reiterating.

If it were under normal circumstances, he certainly would have surrendered to his desires and plunged into love with the girl, but right now, absolutely not.

The agitated bloodline roared within him like boiling molten steel, dragon scales flaring with pain across his skin, but Roy still clenched his fists, forcefully suppressing the urge to destroy everything.

Different from desire.

The mere thought of wanting to hurt her made Roy feel nauseous.

He couldn’t risk letting his chaotic impulses lead him to do something irreversible.

“Charlotte! You really don’t understand how dangerous dragon blood can be. If I lose control, I will definitely hurt you… I can’t let the first time be a painful memory for you!”

Though he felt a bit guilty about her feelings, at least by this point, she should understand, right? Charlotte was always quite rational in critical moments.

But just as Roy was finally feeling relieved, his wrist was suddenly grabbed firmly.

“Sorry, I completely understand how dangerous dragon blood is! You’re the one underestimating me! Hurt me? Don’t kid around!”

“Charlotte…?!”

Roy was dumbfounded.

Because in the next second, he was unexpectedly pushed down onto the bed, with her straddling him!