Future Beast Clan The Enchanting Consort -
Chapter 36: It’s Not a Problem to Do It a Few More Times!
Chapter 36: It’s Not a Problem to Do It a Few More Times!
"Even if Blaze minded that Carlotta had another male, he would still put Carlotta’s life first."
Saying this, the sourness in Henry’s heart slowly dissipated.
Exclusively possessing Carlotta certainly made him feel happy, but if he was the only male, how could he truly ensure Carlotta’s absolute safety?
If Carlotta died ...
At the thought of this possibility, Henry once again felt the pain of his heart tearing apart.
He breathed heavily to regulate the negative reactions in his body, and it took him a while to recover.
"Abyss, you should indeed be punished." Henry took out the majesty that a crown prince should have, "Your negligence and my carelessness nearly caused the Nore Empire to lose its most precious female, we should both be punished."
After saying this, Henry hung up the communication.
Abyss’ face became extremely bad after listening to a flurry of Henry’s compliments about Blaze and being hung up on by Henry’s initiative to hang up the communication.
He was silent, thinking about what Henry had just said, his fists clenched.
As the only 4S male in the Nohr Empire, could he really be no match for a Blaze?
How was this possible!
The team of mechs escorting Carlotta finally reached the edge of the city from the uninhabited forest.
Another group of escorts rushed over and merged into the group escorting Carlotta.
When the team took a break midway, Henry put away his mech and entered the hovercar.
Carlotta was catching up on her sleep in the luxury hovercar room.
Her brow was furrowed and she was not sleeping soundly.
The doctor who arrived examined Carlotta’s body, determined that Carlotta really hadn’t suffered any injuries, and complied by giving Carlotta’s three males a detailed report on Carlotta’s condition.
"The Duke-sama is still in shock and is not sleeping peacefully, Your Royal Highness, Admiral-sama, Mr. Blaze, I would like you to touch the Duke-sama more often if you can, the touch of a mate has a calming effect on females."
After the report, he left Carlotta’s hovercar.
Henry sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked Carlotta’s face.
He leaned over and left a kiss on Carlotta’s forehead and whispered to Carlotta.
Carlotta was dreaming.
She dreamed that Henry had a huge fight with Blaze and the two males shattered into pieces in front of her, and then she was captured by the Fly Insectoids and became the Insectoids’ birthing machine.
The nightmare plunged her into the ecstasy of reality and dreams, when suddenly Henry’s gentle voice came to her ears, "Carlotta, as long as you have a place for me in your heart, I will be friendly with Blaze."
Strangely enough, after hearing Henry’s words, the nightmare scenes suddenly all disappeared.
Carlotta briefly opened her eyes, saw that Henry was really right in front of her, kissed Henry’s face, and collapsed back onto the soft bed, falling into a deep sleep.
This time, the corners of her lips curved slightly, as if she were in the middle of a wonderful dream.
Henry smiled silently.
It was amazing how much his initial reaction could distract his Carlotta.
Either way, it was a sign that Carlotta cared about him. Otherwise, as a female who should have many males in her own right, Carlotta didn’t have to bother about males at all.
Thinking so, Henry stood up and looked at Blaze with tenderness in his golden eyes.
When Carlotta woke up, the person was already in the large bed of the Duke’s mansion.
Only Blaze was guarding the bed and was resting on the edge of the bed.
Carlotta’s movement of getting up woke him up. He raised his head and asked with concern, "Lord Duke, how are you feeling?"
These words made Carlotta think that something was seriously wrong with her body, on second thought if it was really a particularly serious problem, she shouldn’t be lying in bed.
"Blaze, I’m fine." Thinking about how she was worried about Henry and Blaze getting along before falling asleep, Carlotta asked, "Where’s Henry?"
Blaze bowed his head, "The Crown Prince and Lord Admiral received Her Majesty’s punishment and are now in confinement."
"Confinement?"
Blaze explained this punishment of confinement to Carlotta.
When soldiers in the army made mistakes, they couldn’t be physically punished because corporal punishment could affect the war that could come at any time. However, they could be confined in a 20-square-meter small dark room for them to reflect, and if there was a war, they would be able to come out and go to war immediately.
During the period of confinement, they are not allowed to see anyone, and they eat, drink and defecate in the confinement house.
Henry and Abyss were both in the confinement room now.
"Is it because I was captured?" Carlotta asked.
Blaze nodded, indicating that was indeed the reason.
Carlotta fell silent.
She hadn’t forgotten the Queen’s reminder that she was valuable to the Nore Empire. Henry and Abyss had both received the mission to protect her, yet they still let her be captured by the Insects, so it was only natural that they would be punished.
"There is something I would like to tell the Empress, what procedure do I have to go through to see her?" Carlotta said, getting up and going to the checkroom to change her clothes.
"I’ll help you apply first." Blaze said, following along into the checkroom.
Carlotta was a bit surprised, "Blaze?"
Blaze lowered his head, and it was evident that his expression was a bit shy, "Lord Duke, during the two days that you were asleep, I received training from the Palace Chief Steward, and in the future, I will serve you as your personal guard."
"Among them, it also includes dressing you ..."
As Blaze said this, he looked at Carlotta with apprehension in his eyes.
He was afraid of being rejected by Carlotta.
The Crown Prince accepted him gently, but Blaze would still feel that he was of little use to Carlotta. In time, the Queen sent someone over to teach him how he should take care of the female lord in his life.
Blaze learned by heart.
He was eager for Carlotta to find him useful as well.
Carlotta thought for a moment that Blaze himself was not confident, and if he refused it might make Blaze sad, so he nodded, "Okay, you do it."
"Lord Duke please stand."
At Blaze’s request, Carlotta stood still.
Growing up as a young lady of high status, Carlotta had the experience of being waited on, but not the experience of being waited on with her clothes inside.
Blaze looked solemn, as if he wasn’t even paying attention to the fact that her clothes were falling down one by one, dressing her in the small inner clothes, then the outer bodice.
"I don’t think I brought these clothes." Carlotta asked.
There was a huge height difference between her and Blaze, standing up to only reach Blaze’s chest.
Blaze was wearing a black suit with a tuxedo style in the back today, with a black vest on the upper body.
The shirt inside the vest and the suit jacket on the outside were bulging with Blaze’s pecs.
Carlotta watched Blaze’s chest continue to rise and fall as she spoke, but Blaze didn’t speak.
She then looked up at Blaze’s face.
Sure enough, Blaze’s face was red.
It took a long time before Blaze spoke up and replied, "This is the Duke’s official clothes that were sent from the palace when you were in a coma."
The clothes of nobles would all have golden patterns on them, and a duke’s official clothes were no exception.
Blaze served Carlotta in a black and red color scheme skirt style official dress, a deep v corset style. The hemline was ankle length, and there were skirt supports inside the skirt.
The skirt was already on Carlotta at this moment, and Blaze had to tie the belt behind Carlotta.
He gently straightened the front of the dress for Carlotta and then moved to the back.
With the belt tied, the hair needed to be brushed.
Blaze had Carlotta sit in front of the dressing mirror and pressed the button on top of the hand ring, and a middle-aged male walked in with two males in black waiter’s uniforms to greet Carlotta.
"Greetings, Lord Duke, my name is Hans, from now on I will be the butler of your ducal residence, these two are responsible for combing your hair."
You need two people to comb your hair?
Carlotta didn’t refuse.
The two males were clean and cute looking, and they blushed the moment they saw her, then immediately bowed their heads and saluted.
Carlotta said, "Comb your hair, I’m going to meet the Queen later."
Facing the Queen was a formal occasion, and the two little males got busy on Carlotta’s head.
Carlotta then continued to talk to Blaze, "Has His Majesty’s side agreed for me to meet with her?"
"Well, later on, Lord Duke can take the Phoenix directly to the palace." Blaze replied and lowered his head, not daring to look at Carlotta.
Carlotta saw that Blaze’s ears were all red, and easily thought of Blaze’s robust body in the cave that was glowing red.
That moment Blaze moved, this time ...
Carlotta pretended to glance at the small side of Blaze’s belly without seeing any undulation.
Blaze didn’t move?
Then why did he blush like that?
Carlotta’s eyes took on curiosity and frequently looked at Blaze’s face throughout the process of combing his hair.
Blaze felt Carlotta looking at him.
He thought to himself: no wonder the chief steward who taught him to wait for the female master to dress, said that serving the female master closely was a happy and painful thing.
Indeed.
If he hadn’t worn a chastity belt in advance, he might have lost his temper in front of outsiders by now.
Blaze’s belly contracted as he recalled the beautiful view he had just seen when he had dressed Carlotta in a small suit.
Inside the suit pants, the black leather chastity belt that encircled Blaze’s hips had a monitoring device attached to it.
Sensing that the temperature on Blaze’s body was getting hotter and that a certain part of him kept fighting, the chastity belt decided that Blaze needed to calm down.
It automatically sent a tube of potion inside little Blaze.
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