The Abandoned Prince Heals an Enemy Soldier on the Frontlines, Only to Discover She’s the Seventh Imperial Princess - Chapter 13: The Abandoned Prince Wakes Up

Chapter 13: The Abandoned Prince Wakes Up

We soared through the sky on the back of a wyvern.

The scenery beneath us shifted rapidly, blurring past as we raced toward the imperial capital.

At this speed, we’d reach the capital in no time.

As we flew, I listened to Rosemary explain the situation.

“You want me to stop Alcarion?”

“Yeah. Mother can’t control her rage. She’s released her true form and has started rampaging.”

Her true form… That probably meant she had taken the form of a dragon or something.

Still, it was hard to believe Alcarion would completely lose it like that.

I mean, I knew she loved me and spoiled me, but I didn’t realize it was to this extent.

…Honestly, it made me a little happy.

“Ahh… Yeah, it’s probably hundreds of times worse than what you’re imagining. The capital’s probably half-destroyed by now~.”

Ailynn’s casual remark pulled me from my thoughts.

She actually looked a bit worried about whatever was going down in the capital.

“I think I was around ten at the time? Dad got assassinated by some guy from an enemy nation, and Mama just… wiped out the entire country in retaliation. Complete genocide. Just like that.”

“She did what? I mean… I guess it’s natural to be furious if someone close to you gets killed, but…”

“Yeah, but back then, Mama was way more unhinged. And, well… you know how it is. Mama’s love is intense—a bit too intense, really. Deep down, she’s still kinda childish. When someone harms what she treasures, she completely snaps. And this time, there’s no real target for her to take it out on—so she’s probably just venting her rage on everything around her.”

As expected of my sister-in-law.

Her understanding of Alcarion was almost unnervingly accurate. Honestly, her explanation made things much easier to follow.

While we were talking, the imperial capital finally came into view.

And—

Countless plumes of smoke and fire were rising from various parts of the city.

At the center of it all was a single, massive figure.

“What the hell is that!? That looks AWESOME!!”

The enormous figure was a dragon.

It stood on four legs, with massive wings that looked bigger than the imperial castle itself flapping behind it.

Its pure white scales shimmered red in the glow of the surrounding flames.

The way it moved—destroying everything in its path—was like watching a god of destruction at work.

The golden energy radiating from it made the very air tremble, striking fear into anyone who saw it.

I mean, if you showed this to any boy, they’d probably think it was the coolest thing ever.

“Pfft—AHAHAHAHA!!”

“Ailynn? I don’t think this is the time to be laughing…”

“No, but—!! You actually think Mama looks cool in that form!? Most people would be pissing themselves in fear right now!! Yeah, you’re definitely worthy of being Mama’s husband!!”

…Looks like I just got officially recognized as her father-in-law.

At this rate, maybe I could even get her to acknowledge me as a brother too.

Still… So that white dragon was Alcarion’s true form, huh?

If Rosemary went all out, would she transform into something just as cool?

I really wanted to find out.

“H-Hey… Reyshel, what’s with that look?”

“Ah—yeah, nope. Not gonna happen. Rosemary can’t transform into a dragon like that~. That’s a form that only a pure-blooded dragonkin can achieve after living for centuries. Mixed blood like us can’t do it.”

“Ah… I see…”

“W-Wait!! Why do I feel like I just crushed Reyshel’s expectations!?”

No, no, it’s not like that.

I just thought Rosemary would look really cool if she turned into a dragon too. That’s all.

“Still… this is bad. Mother is completely out of control.”

“…Because I got kidnapped…”

“Eh, no, that’s not it at all~. The ones at fault are the idiots who kidnapped you—and, honestly, Mama for having a meltdown over it. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Ailynn patted me on the back, trying to comfort me.

But… I couldn’t help but notice a slight sharpness in the way she spoke about Alcarion.

“Rosemary… are Alcarion and Ailynn on bad terms?”

“Uh… well, not exactly. But apparently, something happened before I was born. I wouldn’t call it a grudge, but they’ve been at odds for a few years now.”

“A… a few years?!”

“Elves and dragons live a long time. When they fight, they fight long.”

“You two know I can hear you, right~? Let’s focus on stopping Mama already~.”

Rosemary and I flinched at the same time.

Right… First, we had to figure out how to get Alcarion back to normal.

“Shouting from this height won’t reach her… and getting too close would be dangerous, right?”

“Yeah. Mother is in full rampage mode right now. She might not even realize it’s you, Reyshel.”

“Hmm… In that case, let’s go with the plan I came up with.”

Ailynn grinned mischievously while taking another swig from her bottle.

Rosemary frowned suspiciously, but she still followed Ailynn’s instructions and urged the wyvern to climb higher into the sky.

Below us was the burning imperial capital—

And at the center of the destruction was Alcarion, walking through the flames like a literal goddess of destruction.

We were really high up.

What exactly was she planning to do from this height?

“Alright—off you go.”

“…Huh?”

WHAM!!

Ailynn suddenly shoved me.

Rosemary and I were both too stunned to react—we just froze in disbelief.

Even the wyvern Rosemary was riding looked wide-eyed with shock.

The only ones who seemed calm were the grinning drunk woman and the peacefully sleeping Clyne.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! WHAT THE HELL, YOU CRAZY DRUNKARD?!?!?!”

For the first time in both this life and my previous one, I was experiencing skydiving.

Without a parachute.

Rosemary quickly tried to steer the wyvern into a dive to catch me—

But I was falling way faster.

Apparently, wyverns aren’t great at sudden dives or quick changes in altitude.

This was bad. This was really, really bad.

Could I survive if I activated Perfect Regeneration right at the moment of impact?

No, that wouldn’t work. If I died, Perfect Regeneration wouldn’t activate.

I’d have to trigger it the exact moment I hit the ground—before I blacked out from the impact.

But I’d never experienced a fall like this before. I had no idea if I’d be able to recover in time…

…Conclusion: I was screwed.

“That damn drunk!! I’m so gonna haunt her for this!!”

Cursing Ailynn under my breath, I kept plummeting toward the ground.

And then—

“GRROOOOAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!“

A roar powerful enough to shake the atmosphere echoed through the sky.

I glanced toward the source—and saw Alcarion, who was supposed to be rampaging, flying straight toward me.

Despite her massive size, she moved at unbelievable speed, closing the distance in an instant without even causing a shockwave.

And then—

She opened her enormous mouth, directly beneath me.

“Wait—hold on! Am I about to get eaten—!?”

Chomp.

My vision instantly went dark.

Yep. I had definitely been swallowed by Alcarion.

And not in a sexy way—literally, physically eaten.

Still… if I couldn’t survive the fall, maybe I could survive getting chewed.

If I just clung to life with Perfect Regeneration until Alcarion calmed down, I’d probably be okay.

No way was I letting Alcarion become known as the woman who killed her own husband.

At this point, I was basically like a stubborn piece of vegetable fiber or meat stuck between her teeth.

No big deal.

“…Huh? Why isn’t she chewing?”

I’d been sitting in her mouth for a good ten seconds, but there was no sign of any chewing happening.

All I felt was the slick warmth of her saliva coating me.

“…Huh. Now that I think about it, I’m currently sitting inside Alcarion’s mouth, right?”

My mind… kind of wandered.

I started picturing her human form—tall, silver-haired, gold-eyed, expressionless, massive-chested, and totally composed—slowly swirling her tongue around me inside her mouth.

…Oh crap.

I was starting to get turned on.

“Huh? Whoa—!!”

A moment later, I was suddenly spat out.

But she did it surprisingly gently, lowering me carefully to the ground like she was setting down something precious.

“…My dear.”

“Whoa!? Oh—oh, it’s you, Alcarion.”

“My apologies. I caused you trouble.”

Even in her massive dragon form, Alcarion bowed her head toward me.

And because of her size, even a small bow felt ridiculously intimidating.

“Nah, it’s fine… Actually, it was kinda exciting—wait, that’s not the point!! Are you okay now?”

“Yes. I’m truly sorry.”

“You don’t need to apologize.”

“Even so…”

“Oh, in that case… if you really want to make it up to me, there’s something I’d like to ask.”

“What is it?”

Feeling a little worked up, I looked up at Alcarion and said—

“Uh… how about… we try some, you know… lotion play next time?”

“…If that’s what you desire, I’ll gladly oblige.”

YES!!

Maybe I could get Rosemary to join in too.

A slippery, steamy harem session with a gorgeous mother and daughter? That sounded like absolute heaven.

Damn… Even my faithful sword was starting to react.

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[Afterword]

Author: “The reason Alcarion didn’t chew him is basically like when a hamster freezes up and goes into shock. (I hope this makes sense.)”

R: “Huh. Interesting.”

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