Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 204

Chapter 204

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Princess Renee’s cheeks flushed crimson, though fortunately, the other person couldn’t see it.

“I wanted to dance with you, but you don’t seem to be in the mood.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her hand being taken.

The Second Prince wore gloves, and the delicate texture of the fabric came to rest against her fingers.

He also lightly supported her waist.

A melody suddenly surfaced in her mind.

Princess Renee couldn’t help but start her dance steps.

Oh-she felt her heart beating too fast, too nervous; her consciousness was becoming a bit dazed.

“Then would you be willing to do something for me?”

In the darkness, the youth’s voice became even more seductive.

“Something only you can do for me.”

Princess Renee’s eyes were glassy as she nodded without hesitation.

“As long as it’s for the Second Prince… I’m willing to do anything.”

Gloved fingertips lightly brushed over her eyelashes. In the darkness, the Second Prince spoke softly and slowly:

“Then give me your eyes. I need them.”

“…Ugh…”

Princess Renee was suddenly afraid, her hands and feet trembling with resistance.

“Afraid? It doesn’t actually hurt at all, I promise.”

In the darkness, the Second Prince soothed her softly, as if whispering sweet nothings.

“Give me your eyes. It doesn’t hurt at all. For you, it’s just a small sacrifice.”

He caressed her eye sockets with gentle movements. Princess Renee couldn’t help but close her eyes, and her fear and bodily tremors gradually ceased.

“…Does it really not hurt? Second Prince.”

she asked.

“It doesn’t hurt, Princess Renee.”

In the darkness, the Second Prince leaned close to her ear and said softly and slowly:

“Just like when they took them from me back then, I didn’t feel any pain either. None at all.”

A slow dance ended.

Princess Renee’s hands were taken and placed gently over her eyes.

“Just like that. Reach in.”

Following the Second Prince’s instructions, Princess Renee slid her fingers under her eyelids.

“Now, gouge them out.”

She plucked out her eyeballs bit by bit.

It really didn’t hurt at all.

In the darkness, the Second Prince let out a low chuckle.

“Good. You’ve done very well.”

He patted her head gently.

“Now, give them to me.”

Princess Renee placed the still-warm eyeballs into the Second Prince’s hand.

“Good girl. You’re so obedient.”

The youth’s voice suddenly changed.

A man let out a sigh.

Princess Renee gradually regained her senses.

Realizing what she had just plucked out, her body swayed several times before she collapsed to the ground, letting out scream after agonizing scream.

The birds roosting for the night were startled, flapping their wings and flying away under the moonlight.

***

Meanwhile.

Beili slowly came to her senses on the grass. Her head felt heavy and groggy, making it difficult to even sit up.

She reached up to rub her temples. The feeling of having so much ‘Ink’ poured into her by Ashera just now was absolutely terrible.

The area she was in seemed very remote; there wasn’t a single person in sight.

Silence enveloped the surroundings.

Beili moved her arms, intending to get up, only to find that she couldn’t leave this patch of grass at all.

A black ribbon had appeared out of nowhere.

As if specifically designed to prevent her from leaving, it would quickly wrap around her legs the moment she tried to stand.

After she struggled, it acted like a vine, rapidly binding her waist and arms.

It sealed her mouth shut.

The black ribbon seemed to contain some kind of restriction; she couldn’t even perform a Beast Transformation.

Beili was trapped like this on the grass, right in the middle of two neatly trimmed low shrubs.

She stared up at the bright moon and the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Until-

“Miss Susanna, why… why are you crying?”

She heard a conversation between Susanna and Clarence coming from not far away.

Clarence had encountered the weeping Susanna, his voice full of confusion.

Susanna sobbed.

After a moment, she suddenly asked:

“Mr. Clarence… do you like Sister Bartholomew too?”

Oh-that was a sudden question.

Clarence’s face instantly turned bright red.

He lowered his head and stared at his own shadow, trying to calm down, but it was impossible.

“…How did Miss Susanna know?”

He even stumbled over his words a little.

He had never mentioned this to anyone. Clarence was certain of that.

Susanna didn’t answer his question. Her voice was choked and broken as she asked again:

“Mr. Clarence… why is it Sister Bartholomew you like, and not me?”

She occasionally saw fragments of the future, even if only for a split second-this was a secret Susanna had never revealed to anyone.

She had originally thought that the people she encountered now would all be devoted to her in the future.

But for some reason, all of their feelings had changed.

Even her future husband, Prince Cyril of Sainthos, had experienced a change of heart.

“I… I didn’t just suddenly start liking Miss Bartholomew.”

Clarence could no longer focus on comforting the grieving Miss Susanna before him.

“It started in the Gloomy Maze; that’s when I realized how unique Miss Bartholomew is.”

He clenched his fists awkwardly, trying his best to remain calm as he explained:

“My father taught me that girls are fragile, so as a man, one must have a strong physique and skilled combat techniques to protect them.”

Clarence swallowed hard and continued:

“But in the Gloomy Maze, it was Miss Bartholomew who saved me. Actually, even back then… she was already attractive enough to draw me in.”

At this point, a hint of softness, like moonlight, flickered in Clarence’s eyes.

“But I didn’t know what ‘liking’ someone was back then. I just thought Miss Bartholomew was very special.”

“When the Royal Hunt came around and Miss Bartholomew saved me a second time, that’s when I was certain of my feelings.”

“Haven’t you read the Royal Post?”

Susanna sniffled, unable to stop herself from reminding him. “Even though the Royal Post issued a retraction the next day, the photo they posted was clearly Sister Bartholomew and the Second Prince.”

“I know it was the two of them. I can also see that Miss Bartholomew likes the Second Prince very much.”

Clarence hung his head even lower.

“So, the fact that I like Miss Bartholomew is something Miss Bartholomew doesn’t need to know.”

…

Suddenly.

A large number of people from the Knights hurried past the two of them, heading toward the Banquet Hall.

“What happened?”

Clarence stopped a knight to ask.

“Lord Clarence.”

The knight bowed slightly to the two of them and replied:

“We received word that a member of the Tilisha Kingdom’s Royal Family has been injured in the Banquet Hall.”

Clarence and Susanna exchanged a glance, then followed behind the Knights, walking quickly toward the Banquet Hall.