The Rise and Fall of the Red Whore

Chapter 21

Past, 1900s

One year later...

"Have you heard the latest news?" One of the Advisor's Cordelia had recently appointed whispered to the Third in Command of her large, growing army.

The Third in Command glanced to the side, keeping his posture straight and head forward so as not to raise suspicion.

The walls had eyes and ears.

"Do you have a death wish?" The Third in Command whispered back.

The Advisor chuckled uncomfortably, understanding the underlying meaning but still wanting to share the valuable information he had obtained.

He leaned over further, using his hand to cover the Third in Command's ear.

"The disappearance of the Advisor I have been promoted to is missing. There have been rumors of the guards carrying out a large black bag a few days ago."

The Third in Command rolled his eyes.

"And?" He asked impatiently.

The Advisor quickly looked around before leaning in so close his lips nearly touched the Third in Command's ear.

"It is said the Empress has a terrible desire... A desire that can cost the man she is with his life."

The Third in Command grabbed the Advisor by the collar and shoved him into the nearest wall.

"Listen, and listen well," he gritted his teeth as he spoke, not caring in the least that the Advisor was having a hard time breathing.

"Our Empress practically built this Empire from the ground up. She helped us find a world that encouraged our peculiar tastes, that allowed us to embrace the feeling of pleasure and to not feel ashamed of what our bodies were craving. She helped us adjust to this world by giving us jobs and a chance to show our loyalty to her, and in return she works hard to keep this Empire from falling apart."

The Third in Command let his fingers straighten while his palm still stayed on the Advisor's throat.

"Our Empress has been through things, seen things, just like all of us. The fact that she has more courage than..." He looked down, making a point as he slowly brought up his gaze while remembering their rendezvous with several others.

"...certain people, is deserving of loyalty far beyond what can be given."

The Third in Command leaned in further, their noses practically touching while his hand grabbed the Advisor's face.

"If she gets carried away in her indulgences, I do not care as long as the other party knows of the consequences. And from what I have seen, she has gotten particularly picky about who is in her harem, going as far as interviewing them and having Sir Jack run a check on them..."

The Advisor was pale at the turn of events, not expecting the man holding him up against the wall to be so loyal to the Empress.

"Think before you open your mouth to speak next time. It could very well be your last words," the Third in Command warned, releasing the sweating Advisor before stalking off in the direction they were heading.

The Advisor blew out a breath he had been struggling to hold.

He was wiping the sweat off his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt when he heard a woman moan out in pleasure.

Ears perking up, the Advisor looked around.

Only for his stomach to drop at where he stood.

The door to his left was the Empress' private chambers, and the moan he heard was hers.