The Domain of Light.
Six Duchies, and the city at the centre of it all, Luminary City.
Yulei Von Parsin of House Parsin.
Vanessa El Creston of House Creston.
Jill Windego of House Windego.
Nemora Von Martinere of House Martinere.
Hildekar Von Estar, of House Estar.
Elden Von Moonquiver of House Moonquiver.
Six Duchies: Parsin, Creston, Windego, Martinere, Estar, and Moonquiver.
House Estar mainly presides over the centre of the Domain of Light.
House Martinere mainly presides over the Northern edge of the Domain of Light.
House Parsin mainly presides over the Western edge of the Domain of Light.
House Moonquiver mainly presides over the Eastern edge of the Domain of Light.
House Windego are the behemoth rchant House with no land to their na, yet they own a vast majority of the Domain's wealth.
And, finally, House Creston presides over the Southern edge of the Domain of Light. The South-Western border is under their territory.
This Southern territory, though...
"Snow! Look, little dummy, it's snow!" Hilda shifted to the window with my body still in her embrace as she pointed outside the window.
Just as she said, heaps of glistening, pure snow covered the earth to the ends of my vision; hills, scattered houses, and plus of steam from chimneys gave life to the seemingly barren, freezing lands.
For the first ti in over nine years, I have witnessed a change in the weather...
A change in the weather?
The weather doesn't change...?
A heart palpitation awoke from my dazed stupor; any old thoughts were swiftly whisked away, leaving disoriented.
Hilda pulled back to reality as she pushed my head closer to the window, "So pretty!"
It's her first ti seeing snow, isn't it?
"Careful with my body. It hurts." I had to remind the clueless dummy that moving around does, in fact, hurt a lot; she forgets quite often, thanks to my lack of reaction to the panging pains.
"Ah! Sorry!" Hilda panicked and returned my head to its embrace of springy breasts.
"It's fine, enjoy your snow."
"Eh? Are you not excited?" Hilda seed bewildered that I wasn't as excited as she was at the sight of snow.
I've seen snow a bit too often in the past.
The mories are vague, but the fact that my emotions aren't moved says it all.
"Does it look like I am?"
"Ehhh?! Co on, be excited!" Hilda tapped my thighs with her palms, then she shifted her hands up and tapped my belly, tickling it, "Be excited~"
"...Fine. Fine. I'll be excited. Stop it. I can't fight back."
Exasperated at my useless body, I lanted my lack of capability to tickle her back. Her belly is a severe weak point; alas, my hands don't want to follow through.
"Yay!"
Hilda plopped her chin into the right side of my neck, nuzzling , "Look!" She pushed my head to the left using her head, and stared at the snow-filled world with awe. The joy was palpable in her shimring eyes.
I followed her gaze and quietly observed the outside world.
Mainly, I glanced at the distant mountain range seated at the Southern edge of the world; the sa mountain range I could see from my terrace beyond the lake.
The Uclidian Mountain Range, at least that should be the case.
"Hey, hey, little dummy, want to stop and play in the snow?!" Hilda made a not-so-smart comnt, then promptly slapped her mouth shut.
"Uh... Sorry." Her voice peeped like a bird in my ear with guilt.
"It's fine."
I didn't expect Hilda to hold back anyway, plus, I'd rather her not change her mannerisms for my sake; it's this Hilda that I love, not a cautious, fake Hilda.
Also...
I sneakily moved my eyes downwards to my flat belly.
Hilda's fingers were squeezing and pinching away with unstoppable joy. Odds are she doesn't even realise that she's playing with my belly like this while enjoying the outside view.
I like it, though.
Holding myself back from talking about her actions, purely for the sake of having her continue, I pulled my eyesight back to the outside world.
Hilda's right.
I smiled lightly.
It's beautiful.
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After half an hour of Hilda's enthusiastic remarks firing like an automatic rifle, she quietened down. She had her fill of enjoying the view, for now.
With all that said and done, she seed to have a couple of questions for .
I can feel her squirming with curiosity.
She was literally squirming. Her thighs rubbed one another beneath my butt, and her fingers were rapping my belly with gusto.
Sighing, "Alright, that's enough. You're being annoying, just tell already."
"Eh? W, what are you talking about?" Hilda tossed her head to the side and whistled with pouty lips.
So fucking cute.
"Your thighs won't stop moving, and your fingers have been poking my belly for half an hour. Just tell already."
Hilda turned silent for a split-second, then, with a dismally quiet voice, one different from her usual deanour, she said:
"I don't want you to do what you did again."
An odd sense of maturity echoed in her voice; that's rare.
"Do what?"
The fingers on my belly spread open and wrapped around as-
Rustle!
-she twisted my body around, fixing my legs to wrap around her hips, and, with a hand supporting my back and a hand holding my useless neck up, she stared into my eyes;
Into the windows of my wretched soul.
"Little dummy-"
She took a deep breath, her lips pressed against each other, and her ruby-red eyes glimred with pure, relentless love.
"-Alora. I don't want you to use that power that lets you walk again. I don't want to see you hurting again."
Hilda's eyes pulsed with thick emotion;
They pulsed, they churned and they-
Swivel.
They began shifting colours.
Darting and changing between ruby-red, iridescent green, and a smouldering, sun-kissed golden hue.
Three colours.
Within a fraction of a second, the core of her eyes cracked and churned before eventually settling into a beautiful erald colour.
Her gaze changed.
Her deanour shifted.
Her atmosphere churned and took a different form.
The clueless love; the mature deanour;
It changed.
It beca:
Soft.
Pliable.
And...
"Little dummy..." A warm breath hissed from her throat, lting the tension brewing between us.
Lustful.
Wait, hold up-
Lips attacked my face, puckering out and plastering a series of wet kisses backed by a storm of steamy, lustful air. Hilda planted her lips on my forehead, then, plucking out my skin with a tinge of her tongue, she slathered with saliva as she moved downwards.
She kissed the corners of my eyes and licked the bridge of my nose with heavy breathing and lting, erotic eyes.
Pushing her lips further down, the supple, smooth lips pecked the corners of my mouth with a hurried deanour.
Hilda was in a rush to devour .
This was not the ti to enjoy her advances; this isn't her normal state, her Curses are acting out.
Opening my mouth-
"Wait, Hilda, sto-"
-a tongue coiled and dove into my open mouth. It wrapped around my tongue, playfully teasing it by pushing it up, then allowing it to drop back down.
Hilda was true to her desires at that mont.
Her lips captured my petite lips; she devoured my mouth.
Heavy breaths pounded at with salacious glee; Hilda's excitent was palpable through the rough exchange of saliva.
I fell prey to Hilda.
My body couldn't move. My mouth fell into this lustful form of Hilda's ownership.
Damn it.
Left with no choice, I coalesced my Curses once more into a fluttering, flapping book.
The Book of Heresy.
While exchanging the deepest of ravenous kisses with the girl I loved from the depths of my heart, I wrote:
[Body - Move - 5 Minutes]
Within a few steamy seconds of exchange between Hilda and , I regained my ability to move.
Slamming my regained, painless hands upwards, I clasped Hilda's face and-
"Pwa-! Stop!"
-I released Hilda's latch on my tongue and promptly wiped the string of saliva bridging our mouths.
"Uweee...? Why...?" Hilda's hazy eyes practically squeezed liquid lust that veiled over her eyes, covering them in a sensual shimr.
Her mouth parted again as she slowly, ticulously, pushed her tongue out. She tried to reach for my lips again, but I held her tight.
"Stop."
Hilda's head tilted to the side with grief, "But I love you..."
"This is an order, you big dummy."
"Hnng..." Tucking her saliva-drenched tongue back in, she gulped the heaps of spit down and smiled sweetly at , "Okay-!"
My heart skipped a beat from this adorable sight, but I held it back in.
"Hehe... I love you~" Hilda's stupidly cute face produced the sweetest words as she gripped my waist and began...
"Wee~ Wee~"
She swayed side-to-side with ; she's in a world of her own, self-absorbed and entirely focused on her emotions for .
"Do you love too~? Uweee~" Her mouth curled and coiled with the cutest of smiles. She pushed her cheek onto my cheek and started nuzzling again with unstoppable levels of love.
I appreciate it.
"I love you too."
But can you stop already, you big dummy?
...A part of , however, was worried.
If this was her Curse, if this lascivious lust was inevitable each ti-
Would this display of lust be the limit?
Or, is this Curse much more insidious than it shows itself to be?
Curses are just that, Curses.
No Curse will aid the victim.
And lust, a lust that pushes its victim towards the one they love...
That doesn't sound like a heavy enough of a Curse.
I'm worried.
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