The Prince Seduces Me With His Body - Chapter 17

“Stop.”

With a low voice, strong arms stretched out and wrapped around Diana’s waist, pulling her backwards.

A strong body pressed against her back.

Diana, who caught her breath in her moment, turned her head back at the familiar feeling.

“…Cayden?”

Cayden was breathing hard as if he had run in a hurry. His body was hot as if it were on fire as his breath touched her ear.

Holding Diana, he took one more step and glared at her Ludwig with cold eyes.

“I didn’t expect to see you in a place like this, Marquis of Cardmond.”

“…I was greeting Her Majesty the 3rd Princess. Where did you go to look like that?”

As Cayden didn’t hide his vigilance, Ludwig gave a soft smile.

At that question, Cayden’s body flinched slightly.

As he was holding Diana’s body with him, Diana wondered as she felt his movements intact.

‘What?’

Ludwig shrugged his shoulders and bowed politely.

“Well, I don’t think the 3rd Princess will be alone anymore, so I’ll go away for a while. My heartfelt congratulations on your marriage.”

He left behind a meaningful laugh and left.

Diana was suspicious of Ludwig’s attitude, but she turned her back on him as she soon erased her thoughts about him from her mind.

“Are you okay? Where are you injured? Did the Marquis do something?”

Cayden scoured her without a moment for Diana to open her mouth to answer.

He let out a deep sigh and said only after he was convinced that she was fine without a single scratch on her.

“…He is an aide to the 1st Princess. So don’t be alone with him in the future because it is dangerous.”

“It was nothing special, but I see…”

Diana tugged on Cayden’s sleeve and entered the break room.

She closed the door without a break, turned and looked at his face, then stopped talking.

Contrary to his hot body, Cayden’s face was pale and tired.

Diana’s heart sank.

“Cayden?”

She called him anxiously.

The moment he blinked his eyes as if out of focus and then licked his lips, his large body staggered and tilted.

“What is this…!”

Astonished, Diana held Cayden’s body, but as she couldn’t bear his weight, she leaned back as if lying on the sofa.

She bit her lip as she felt his magical energy rushing around him more fiercely than before.

‘Where the hell did you come from?’

Diana tried to hug him first to quell his rampant mana.

But it was first for her to hold Cayden like a crushing one.

“…Breathe.”

Diana didn’t want to call him, but her shoulders shuddered as his hot breath rested on the nape of her neck.

Every time Cadyen’s lips brushed against her bare skin, a moan was about to burst out of her lips.

‘Damn seizures…’

Meanwhile, Cayden thought as he bit his lip to contain his pain and took deep breaths.

Perhaps it was a reaction from the excessive use of the power of the higher spirit of light, Elfand, the magic power ran more violently than usual.

‘I have to get up.’

Cayden was concerned about Diana’s body under him, so he put strength in his arms and tried to get himself up.

However, his body betrayed the master’s will and moved instinctively in search of comfort.

It was quite difficult for him to put up with her hand, which was constantly stroking his shoulder.

[Congratulations on your marriage. I sent a present to the palace as a commemoration, so please go back and open it.]

Back at the banquet hall, as soon as Rebecca mentioned the word ‘gift’, Cayden clenched his fists in the familiar goosebumps that climbed up his spine.

[I’ll go to the palace. You’d better get out of here and rest for a while, wherever there is a break room.]

He left Diana and returned to the 3rd Prince Palace in haste to find his aide, Patrasche.

And, not surprisingly, he ran into the ‘gifts’ that filled the bedroom.

[Damn it.]

As soon as he entered the room, Cayden frantically killed the all-black assassins who rushed at him.

A golden sword split the darkness.

As the smell of blood in the room grew stronger, the feeling of someone else controlling his body also grew stronger.

The sound of Elfand speaking echoed in his head.

[If you keep fighting for longer than this, it will put a strain on your body. It would be better to finish it sooner.]

[If only that’s up to me…!]

No matter how skilled the assassins were, there was no time to talk leisurely.

Cayden managed to decapitate the last assassin to catch his breath.

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He looked around, making sure there was no blood on his body.

[How many did I kill?]

The longer and the more Elfand’s power was borrowed, the more likely he was to have a magical seizure, possibly due to the burden on the body.

At Cayden’s question, Elfand was counting the number of assassins and the power he had lent.

Patrasche, who normally would not have set foot in the room until the dangerous situation was cleared, rushed in.

[Lord! Her Majesty just met the 2nd Prince…!]

[…What?]

At those words, his mind suddenly returned as if he had been covered in cold water.

As soon as Cayden heard that Diana was with the damn 2nd Prince, he rushed to the banquet hall.

When he arrived, the 2nd Prince was nowhere to be found, and the Marquis of Cardmond, a close associate of the 1st Princess, was putting his lips on the back of Diana’s hand.

There was also one thing he didn’t like about the scene, so he quickly separated Diana from the Marquis.

[Where did you go to look like that?]

And as if the Marquis knew of the assassin’s existence, he disappeared with a smirk.

As soon as it was confirmed that Diana was safe, his magical power, which had been pushed into a limit due to his urgency, ran rampant.

‘Please, please, don’t…’

Cayden clenched his teeth and tightened his arms, causing Diana and her body to drop slightly.

As soon as his contact with Diana diminished, his pain intensified and his breath choked.

His promiscuous desire to relax in her arms, rub his nose against her skin, and savor the serenity to the fullest, made him lift his head.

But Cayden used the excuse that he was insane because of the pain, and he didn’t want to be rude to Diana.

She was even a kind person who accepted the somewhat absurd and dangerous thing called contract marriage for him…

“Cayden.”

At that moment, Diana, who spoke out a soft call, reached out her arms and hugged his neck tightly.

Desperately enduring the pain, Cayden was drawn to the power and leaned helplessly.

“No wait…!”

He was terrified at once and tried to keep the distance apart.

But as soon as his body came into contact with her, the pain of his seizures diminished to the point where it was almost not noticeable.

“…!”

It felt as if he was suddenly inhaling cold air while suffocating from the heat.

Cayden paused at the sudden relief of the pain and the resulting clarity of mind.

He blinked blankly for a moment, then smiled.

‘In addition.’

This feeling was already the second time.

When the pain like death comes, just touching Diana made him feel better.

Cayden, counting the heartbeat transmitted from the body touching her, smiled in frustration and relaxed his body.

Diana let out a small voice.

“Are you still in a bad mood?”

Diana thought her power had taken away the pain from Cayden’s body, and she stroked his back anxiously.

Each time she touched him, she gradually lessened his pain.

At this point, he had a fairly reasonable question.

Maybe Diana… Maybe she was aware of his seizures, but she pretended not to know.

Cayden opened his mouth with a little doubt.

“Diana.”

“Yes?”

“Can I hold you like this for a moment? If you have a strange feeling, then it’s fine to not.”

He hurriedly added his words at the end. Of course, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, it felt like a lame excuse, and he despaired at his words inwardly.

Then Diana gave him a small laugh and nodded her head.

“Of course. It’s okay.”

“…Thanks.”

At that moment, Cayden vaguely knew that Diana was aware of his seizures.

She accepted his absurd grumblings like this and realized that she was comforting him, and he was a little dazed.

Cayden struggled to turn around, controlling his turning stomach with a feeling different from his seizures.

“More than that… I am sorry to say that my palace will not be ready, and I think we will have to go to the princess’s palace today.”

“Why?”

“In the bedroom, there was a bit of…a problem. It looked like it had to be repaired.”

Cayden couldn’t say that the assassin’s body and bloodstains had to be cleaned up.

Diana rolled her eyes as he hugged her, and she looked suspiciously at the back of Cayden’s head, but she decided to let it go for now.

“Then, wouldn’t it be better to just go to the princess’s palace now and rest properly?”

“A little bit…just a little bit more.”

Cayden buried his face in Diana’s nape and mumbled like a sigh of relief.

Diana resisted the strange thoughts she had every time he let his breath land on her bare skin.

‘I’m a sick, sick person. He is not doing this because he has other thoughts.’

Diana thought and rested quietly on him, desperately repeating her thoughts.

In the meantime, Cayden’s breathing gradually stabilized, and her eyes began to blink slowly at the constant sound of breathing.

In the end, the two fell asleep peacefully on the sofa in the common room.

After a while, Patrasche, who found them, was terrified and his mouth dropped, but the two who were asleep did not know.