The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

"Altoria."

"Can you promise me one thing?"

"what's up?"

"Um……"

Ian rubbed her carefully combed hair, his eyes looking a little complicated.

"From now on, you can be a normal girl in front of me."

"A normal girl?"

Arturia's eyes looked hesitant.

"I can't do that kind of thing, right?"

"do not worry."

Ian smiled slightly - it was a smile with a somewhat impure meaning.

"I'll make you realize how to be a girl."

65. The day when the princess declared her sovereignty ([-] words chapter)

[Artoria has proved with her actions that she is indeed worthy of the sword in the stone that symbolizes the throne. 】

[With this momentum, she was able to move into the royal court. 】

[However, the king-conferring ceremony still requires a certain amount of time to prepare. 】

[During this period of time, Arturia will live in the royal court as an undecorated king. 】

[Although you intentionally keep her room as far away from yours and Morgan's as possible, the two of them will inevitably have some meetings. 】

[That is a scene that the maids who serve call it "the severe winter in Camelot". 】

In the royal corridor.

"Good morning, Queen, and good morning, Ian."

"Good morning."

"Please work hard today too."

Ian responded to the greetings of the maids with a smile. After watching them go away who were happy because of his few words, he whispered to Morgan beside him.

"My Lady, it's rare for you to be so careless about your etiquette."

"You seem very unhappy today."

"Yes." Morgan made no secret of his thoughts.

"I'm really unhappy right now."

"Ian, tell me, why can that guy Artolis move into the royal court? You should know that I don't want to see her at all."

What should come will still come.

It was a question Morgan would have to ask sooner or later.

But Ian is not nervous - because he does have a reason to explain all this to Morgan.

"My Lady, because I found that we have indeed overlooked a problem."

"Ignored a question?" Morgan frowned.

"Yes." Ian nodded, "My Lady, although Vortigern has not raised troops to invade for a long time."

"But his strength cannot be underestimated. I think you should know this better than me."

Morgan is not stupid.

When Ian said this, she immediately realized the hidden meaning.

"You want to say-"

"Do you want to use Artolis's hand to get rid of Vortigern?"

"Yes, that way, we can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble."

"In addition, I want to tell you one more thing - that is Artolis's real name, which is actually Artoria."

Morgan didn't respond to Ian's words.

She just held his hand, and that was enough to answer all the questions—she accepted the explanation.

The two of them continued walking forward and came to the familiar garden again.

Looking at the budding flowers, Morgan spoke again:

"The flowers are ready to bloom again."

"Ian, I order you to answer that question again - who is more beautiful, me or the flower?"

"This time, I don't want to hear you say that I am more beautiful than flowers, and I don't want to hear you say that flowers are more beautiful than me."

Ian smiled slightly and quickly replied:

"My Lady, there is only one answer -"

"You are as beautiful as a flower."

"Then how are you going to explain this time?"

"It's simple."

Ian looked at Morgan aside.

"Because of your presence here, Princess Princess, the flower has the words to describe it."

"You are the flower, and the flower is you."

"So you are as beautiful as the flower."

"Where did you learn so many sweet words?" Morgan gently squeezed the back of Ian's hand, "You are so good at making people happy."

"Because you need it, my dear princess, I learned it."

Just when Morgan wanted to say something more, a voice came from behind the two of them.

"Eh? Mr. Ian, why are you here?"

Ian and Morgan both turned around at the same time, and then saw Arturia standing there.

The moment her eyes met with Morgan's, a chill filled the corridor.

This is invisible snow and hidden wind.

All is quiet.

But everything is not so peaceful.

The so-called "hard winter in Camelot" is probably like this.

"Artolis, good morning."

Morgan looked at Artoria calmly, but his hand deliberately pulled Ian closer to him until his arm touched her chest.

That was a battlefield where Morgan had a natural advantage, and Artoria had no chance of winning.

Arturia looked at the two people standing close together, and her brows fell like a waterfall during high water.

"Good morning, both of you."

"I have something else to do, I'll go first."

The loser, Arturia, walked away in a hurry——but actually she hid around the corner and observed secretly.

She held the wall with both hands and only exposed a small part of her head to observe the situation.

But what Artoria didn't know was that her every move had been watched by Morgan.

She quietly leaned into Ian's ear and whispered softly:

"Ian, I order you to kiss me."

"..."

Although he didn't understand the reason why Morgan said this, Ian knew that he didn't need to think about it.

"I understand, my lady."

Ian lowered his head, held Morgan's silky long hair, and kissed her lips.

This was a perfectly normal behavior between husband and wife - no maid would question it.

It was enough to prove to Artoria how close the two were.

But Morgan doesn't plan to stop there.

When their lips were in close contact, she also stretched her hand downwards.

The princess's hand led the knight's fingertips and flowed up and down the soft curves of her chest, causing waves of ups and downs.

She knew very well how to command this loyal knight at such a time.

The corner of Morgan's mouth raised in a triumphant arc.

Artoria shrunk into the wall.

She glanced at her hands and then at her breasts.

There seemed to be some determination in those eyes as dark green as the sea of ​​trees.

[Morgan is very proactive today. 】

[As long as she has a little time alone, she will let you feel her physical charm. 】

[From one hand to two hands, it’s getting more and more out of bounds. 】

[You feel that this seems a bit abnormal - but what does it mean? 】

[You clearly know the longing for Morgan’s body in your soul. 】

[You do not intend to deny this desire. 】

[Morgan’s attraction to you also prevented you from noticing Artoria who was always in the dark. 】

[Time passed quickly in this joy, and soon it was time to take a bath. 】

"Ian, wait for me."

Morgan, who returned home with a great victory, walked towards a screen with satisfaction.

Obviously, she wanted to teach Ian another lesson like a princess.

But at this moment, a hand touched Ian's shoulder.

He turned around and saw Arturia.

How could she appear in a place like this?

"you……"

Before Ian could finish speaking, Arturia covered his mouth.

"Mr. Ian! Please don't talk! I sneaked in!"

"..."

Ian was a little confused, but nodded anyway.

Seeing him like this, Artoria gasped slightly and said with a red face:

"that--"

"Mr. Ian, please come to my room tonight!"

Before Ian could confirm or deny, Artoria ran away.

She is still as cautious as ever - as long as she doesn't hear rejection, she won't feel uncomfortable on the spot.

But before Ian had time to think more.