The Reason I Made Her My Queen - Chapter 7

“Your Majesty, the noble families’ daughters have entered the rear palace.”

“I see. Thank you for your efforts.”

I couldn’t refuse them now, even though I no longer needed a harem.

It would make the nobles distrustful.

Even if I explained that I’d fallen in love with another woman, they wouldn’t understand.

They might even try to eliminate her instead.

Even if I planned to close the harem in the future.

With a gloomy expression, I stepped into the rear palace.

For this moment alone, I emptied my heart.

“Jasmine Birk, daughter of Marquis Birk. I am honored to be chosen as King Ramiro’s consort.”

The girl with reddish-orange hair and matching eyes possessed remarkable beauty.

While not particularly alluring, she had a healthy sensuality about her.

I see how it is.

The marquis must have been strategizing against the count’s daughter renowned as a peerless beauty.

Someone of the same type would never survive in the harem.

He must have judged it difficult to win favor that way.

Suppressing a sigh, I began my work.

The shrill moans grated on my ears.

Frowning, I commenced my duties.

“Ah! Your Majesty!!”

So noisy.

Echoing in my head.

How many consorts had I been with now?

All of them were interchangeable women.

“Your Majesty! More, please give me more!”

So many women hoping to be implanted with my seed.

Women rejoice when I release my essence inside them.

Women who desire to be held by me, who crave my seed.

“Your Majesty… please, show me some affection.”

The women who come to the harem seek glory and splendor.

Even if they can’t become queen, they aim to become mother of the nation.

As mother of the nation, they would wield power equal to the queen.

The young queen won’t bear children for a long time yet.

Furthermore, there’s no guarantee the queen will definitely produce an heir.

These facts fuel the women’s ambitions.

They’re likely being instructed by their families too.

The harem is a battlefield for women.

On this battlefield, women watch each other warily and try to knock each other down.

“Ahhh! Your Majesty! Please favor me more!”

I wanted to finish quickly and leave.

After enduring these painful sessions, visiting the detached palace became my daily routine.

Only the girl in my arms brings me peace.

Beloved.

Though confused by this unfamiliar emotion, I cannot let her go.

While I felt nothing for the consorts who surrounded me with sweet scents and fawning smiles, this girl alone became special to me.

How utterly precious she is.

“Your Majesty…?”

Perhaps I held her too tightly.

Nila lifted her small face from my arms, tilting her head slightly to look at me.

When she shifted uncomfortably, I adjusted my embrace to be gentler.

I pressed my lips to her somewhat sleepy eyelids.

Then, with gentle pressure, she pushed me back.

“Is something wrong?”

“No, it’s just… is it really alright for you to only come to me? I heard that the consorts have entered the rear palace.”

She asked hesitantly.

Ah, why does she have to be so endearing?

‘I find her adorable,’ I thought honestly.

“I do visit the harem.”

“In that case, it should be fine, but…”

“Are you worried about something?”

“Well, since Your Majesty comes to the detached palace so late at night.”

Nila’s expression showed clear concern.

The distance between the harem and detached palace is considerable. Leaving the harem at midnight and coming all the way here naturally cuts into sleep time. She must be worried about that.

Such a kind girl.

“If you’re concerned about my wellbeing, there’s no need to worry.”

“But…”

“I want to be with you. That’s the only reason I make this journey. You have no reason to trouble yourself over it.”

“Yes…”

Nila’s cheeks flushed slightly as she nodded shyly.

The detached palace where she lives is close to my main palace.

While the location is convenient, this palace was originally prepared by a king several generations ago for a low-born beloved concubine.

Probably to protect her from the harem conflicts.

A hiding place to protect someone loved.

Perfect for keeping someone hidden.

In two months, this detached palace will become even livelier.

Because a child will be born.

Whether it’s a son or daughter, either is fine.

If it’s Nila’s child, I’ll cherish it regardless.

But before that, there’s something I must take care of.