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Both Justine and Emilia were shocked when the door slammed open, and when Emilia turned to look at who had the guts to interrupt her this time, she found Dixie staring at the two of them in distress.
Instantly, all her anger dissipated as she sighed.
Justine, meanwhile, went stiff as a board, still frozen on top of Emilia as she stared at Dixie dumbfounded. 'I-I should have locked the door…'
Dixie had expected a lot of things when she burst into the room.
The best result would have been that the girl in the room wasn't her princess, and Justine was having fun with someone else. And the worst… she didn't dare imagine.
What she saw, however, still managed to shock the dark-haired girl.
Her princess had her skirt ripped right off her thighs, and it lay on the floor as evidence of her partner's aggressiveness, and her lips looked like they had been chewed upon hundreds of times. And although the two of them had separated a little now, Dixie wasn't stupid enough to not realize what they had been doing just moments before.
Only Emilia's still intact lavender panties gave her some assurance that she had arrived before it was really too late.
Justine stiffened further as she watched Dixie walk towards her with a dark, murderous glare. She knew she was in for a beating, but she didn't really know if she even had the right to resist.
Of course, Emilia couldn't have her knight really beat Justine up. With how furious Dixie was right now, and her ridiculous strength, Justine was sure to suffer a disaster if she took even a single kick from the girl. Trained or not.
"Don't blame her, Dixie, she was just doing what I told her."
As her knight's momentum came to a screeching halt and she gave her princess a distressed look, Emilia sighed as she motioned Justine to get up. "Justine… I'm sorry about today. I'll definitely compensate you properly some other time. For now… please give the two of us some privacy."
Justine nodded stiffly, still not sure what exactly was going on as she haphazardly got off the bed, her clothes still in disarray. Even after she had walked out of the room, leaving only Emilia and Dixie inside, her head was still blank.
Only after she had entered a guest room and collapsed on a fresh bed did her thoughts start circulating again. "I-I got caught… fuck! S-She's not going to get me killed later, right?!"
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Meanwhile, back in the 'trainer's bedroom', Dixie had already collapsed into Emilia's arms, wailing uncontrollably.
Emilia patted her knight's hair, her brows furrowed as the girl's distress started affecting herself as well. "W-Why are you crying, Dixie?"
"I-I… hic… I don't know…"
The dark-haired girl had always tried to project the image of a strong, reliable shoulder to lean on whenever needed, but right now, she didn't feel like keeping up any appearances at all as she cried her heart out in Emilia's arms.
Emilia bit her lower lip, though Dixie didn't see it with her head buried in the girl's breasts. "I-Is it because you feel disillusioned? Did you think I was a pure princess, but now hate me because I'm actually a slut? Do you… feel deceived?"
Dixie immediately parted from her breasts as she clutched Emilia's shoulders desperately. Even if her princess favored those she liked, what was wrong with that?! As far as Dixie was concerned, Emilia can do whatever makes her happy, matter what it was. "NO! You—! How can you say that, princess?! If anyone else dared to speak of you like that, I'll tear out their tongue!"
Emilia smirked as she stuck out her tongue, as if inviting the girl to do it.
Dixie blanked out for a moment before bursting into tears once again, hugging her princess in distress. "Princess… Emily…"
Emilia didn't stop her from crying, and let the girl pour her heart out as she pulled her up so they could be comfortable on the bed.
With the knight firmly on her lap, Emilia kissed her tears away one by one as soon as they dropped. 'Mhm… salty… It's a lot different from saliva, not as slick, but much better than blood…'
Before long, Dixie couldn't help but get embarrassed. As her tears stopped flowing, Emilia still kept kissing her cheeks.
"My silly little knight… You really ruined my fun tonight, you know? But looking at you crying, I can't get angry at all. But… there's one thing I still need you to answer."
Dixie nodded, still feeling incredibly embarrassed.
"Why, exactly, were you so angry?"
Emilia had never hidden this part of herself from anyone, and Dixie should know very well by now given how she showed favor to Koko and Crystal right in front of her.
Dixie bit her lower lip tightly. She had always known that the way Emilia interacted with people was abnormal.
It was like she was separate from this world, and cared little of what others thought unless she liked them. Like a real princess, she wasn't afraid of ordering those she favored around, and the way she showed 'favor'… was something else too.
Despite all of that, however, Dixie was undeniably, deeply in love with this abnormal existence. Her strangeness did not make her think that Emilia was weird, instead, Dixie only found it more and more endearing.
That didn't mean, however, that she had no expectations. No matter what Emilia said, or did, Dixie had always assumed that the first person she would favor… would be her.
The first kiss of her princess belonged to Dixie, and her first time belonged to her too! Her closest confidant, her most precious knight, and the one who would always love her the most in the world, no matter what!
That was the image she had of their relationship, and she couldn't accept anyone or anything challenging it. Whoever dared… was looking for death.
But if it was Emilia herself, her precious, beloved little princess… there was nothing Dixie could do. If her princess wanted, she could trample on her hopes and dreams, crush her heart, and laugh at her face. And Dixie… would still love her.
Even if she felt wronged, even if she cried and bawled, it was the strength of this obsessive love that never wavered… that gave her the courage to question her princess.
"I-I… I know you like girls, Emily. And… I always knew you would show favor to those you like. I will never stop you, you can take them all. If you want this whole world to be yours, I will even help you, or die trying! But… why am I not the first?!"
Emilia blinked as Dixie continued, her voice turning feverish as her eyes turned red.
"I cannot say that I am the most beautiful, but I'm definitely the strongest… right?! Aside from your sister, I have also known you the longest among the girls you favor! And I most definitely, definitely love you the most! The most in the world! If you tell me to dig my heart out, I'll do it right now! I-I thought I was the closest! Please, princess… tell me… why am I not the first?! I—"
Emilia smiled as she pulled Dixie closer to kiss the surprised girl on the lips, bringing her furious rant to an abrupt halt. "That's what you were distressed about? Well, luckily, I still haven't done it with anyone, and if my precious Dixie wants it... why not?"
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~ To be continued ~
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Bonus chapter.
NSFW/R18 chapter tomorrow? :>