TWOTCL

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A woman responded promptly to the Empress’s remark.

“For us, it’s a necessary evil, Your Majesty. Men always want a different kind of pleasure, don’t they? You know how proactive those women can be in bed. They don’t even know what shame is.”

“Am I the only one curious about this?”

Listening to the ladies’ ensuing conversation, Elysia felt a wave of nausea.

“The Emperor’s mistress and the Duke’s mistress. Who do you think is better in bed?”

“Are you talking about their nighttime activities?”

“You’re curious about who’s more skilled, aren’t you?”

Mocking laughter erupted from all around. Elysia then realized that this whole situation was orchestrated by the Empress from the start. Everything was unfolding as if scripted.

“I’ve heard that humans are naturally different in physique, that their tightness is on another level. Once beastmen get a taste of humans, they can’t get enough, like a drug.”

“But you need a strong stomach for that. How could you think of rolling in bed with a lowly human…?”

“Well, they look similar, don’t they? Whether it’s their face or between their legs. It’s all about perception, isn’t it?”

“To enjoy a unique experience, why not try anything? Life is short, and I understand the Duke wanting to taste everything. It’s like a snack after a full course meal. Not nutritious but sought after for a reason.”

Elysia endured the situation, feeling dizzy as if she might faint. Her vision blurred, and she couldn’t feel her feet firmly on the ground.

At that moment, a strong wind blew off the Empress’s hat.

“Oh my, the hat…”

The ladies scurried around trying to catch the hat, which eventually fell into a nearby puddle. When one lady ordered a servant to retrieve it, the Empress spoke up.

“Wait. Don’t make the servant do it.”

The Empress’s eyes gleamed as if she found something amusing. She commanded in a clear, high-pitched voice.

The target was Daphne, who had been silent and motionless as if she didn’t exist.

“Why use a servant when Daphne is here? Isn’t she here to do things that are difficult or bothersome for me? Isn’t that right, Daphne?”

Her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear. Daphne’s face turned ashen.

The Empress was clearly relishing the moment. She glanced at Elysia, then arrogantly ordered Daphne, as if inviting her to witness the spectacle.