The Cursed Prince

Mars and Emmelyn had their breakfast quietly. Precisely no one made a sound because Emmelyn chose to not talk to Mars.

The girl was still angry because she felt that the prince had cheated and tricked her by hiding the blanket. That way, Emmelyn would feel cold and hugged him all night.

[What a jerk. What a pervert!]

After the quiet breakfast, Mars got up and hurried back to train with his men. Finally, the atmosphere that had been so quiet was broken by his voice.

"I'll go back to the front and train with my soldiers. You said you wanted to do something? What are your plans for today?" asked Mars before leaving.

"None of your business," Emmelyn said, looking away. The girl's sulking face did not turn off Mars at all, on the contrary, he was pleased to see Emmelyn's lips pout like that. He suddenly had the desire to kiss her lips and pinch her cheeks.

[Jeez ... what was I just thinking?]

Mars massaged his forehead.

Hey, he was the crown prince and he was very busy with the military affairs. Why anything that came to his mind was only kissing and doing perverted things to Emmelyn?

He shook his head and raised his hand. "Fine, whatever. Anyway, you know if you need anything, you can tell me. You can also ask Roshan, he will help you."

After saying that, Mars rushed out of the dining room and onto the courtyard in front of the castle where his soldiers were waiting for him to return to training.

Emmelyn pretended like she didn't care about Mars leaving her alone in the dining room. She focused her attention on the food in front of her.

Ahh .. this morning the cooks added apple pie to their breakfast menu. It tasted so good.

Apparently, they heard that this was one of Emmelyn's favorite foods. Ahh... she must thank the cooks in this castle. They listened to her requests carefully and they could serve her the foods she liked.

After she finished eating, Emmelyn called Roshan and invited him to have a conversation.

The butler, who had known Emmelyn since she had not yet become the 'mother of the prince's future children', was very happy that Emmelyn still treated him well and she did not suddenly act like a snob princess.

"What's the matter, Lady Emmelyn? Does Your Highness need my help?" asked Roshan politely.

He was a man who knew how to read the situation well. If in the future this girl in front of him succeeded in becoming the mother of the prince's children, she would eventually become the mother of a future king.

In fact, it was also possible that Prince Mars would marry her and that would make Emmelyn the next queen of the Draec Kingdom.

If he could win Emmelyn's heart, that meant the girl would make him her right hand when she entered the palace and became the queen.

Roshan would not waste the opportunity to become the right hand of the future queen. So he was determined to serve Emmelyn well and do everything she asked.

"Roshan, I need your help to find a witch in the village who can help me get pregnant," Emmelyn said matter-of-factly.

Roshan's eyes went round in astonishment when he heard Emmelyn's words. "Eh .. Lady Emmelyn .. did I hear you right?"

[This girl is rather weird. Doesn't she need a man to get her pregnant? Why does she have to find a witch? Or ... could it be that the prince is ... incapable?]

Various suspicions crossed Roshan's mind. He immediately imagined that Emmelyn thought Mars was not potent enough to get her pregnant. Was that why she decided to seek help?

Or... could it be that the noise they made when they had sex, was just a play?

Jeez ...

Now Roshan could guess that Prince Mars didn't hate women. What actually happened was that he couldn't get it up, or maybe he was really gay ... and to cover up this fact, the palace spread the news that he hated women.

Then, as he was getting older and pressured to have children soon, he and Emmelyn did all those acts to make the people in the castle think that they were having sex.

Come to think of it, their intercourse was always over the top. So noisy and loud.

Maybe they were actually playing an act every time!

Ah.. this makes more sense.

Later when Emmelyn became pregnant, outsiders would think that her pregnancy was the result of the prince's efforts. When in actuality, Mars was not able to get Emmelyn pregnant.

That was why Emmelyn must try to find a way so that she could get pregnant now.

So what could a witch do?

"Do- ... Does it mean that Lady Emmelyn is looking for a male whore to help you get pregnant?" asked Roshan in a halting voice. "Are we using 'witch' as a code name for a male whore?"

On the one hand, he was very afraid of speaking inappropriately, but on the other hand, he must confirm his guess so that he did not make the wrong assumptions.

Emmelyn almost got a heart attack when she heard the butler's words.

"Ehh ..? What did you say? You think I'm looking for a male whore?? Do I look like a perverted sex-hungry woman to you?"

Emmelyn was now really angry with Mars. Because of the devil, now the people in this castle thought that she was a nymphomaniac, a cock-hungry, and was even looking for a male whore to satisfy her.

Dammit. Jerk. You have tarnished my reputation, Emmelyn could only curse inwardly.

"Oh .. I'm sorry if I assumed wrong," Roshan hurriedly knelt and apologized to Emmelyn. He cursed himself for having made the wrong assumption.

Emmelyn stared at the butler who looked so terrified that he had offended her. Hmm ... it had been a long time since she was treated with such respect by others. She was even called by 'Your Highness' now by this butler.

"Hmm... it's okay, get up. Don't kneel like that, you are giving me a headache," said Emmelyn, waving her hand.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Roshan immediately rose to his feet. He then looked at Emmelyn and paid close attention to what the girl was going to say. "Could you please explain specifically, what kind of witch are you looking for?"

[Gosh.. so, she is looking for a real witch. I almost lost my head just now.] Roshan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I want to find a witch who can give me the potion so I can conceive two or three babies at the same time," Emmelyn said firmly. "I heard that some witches can do that."

She was determined to immediately complete her agreement with that jerk prince.

She must bear twins or triplets and give birth to them as soon as possible so she could leave this place. If not, then she would be stuck here for years.