The Kingdom’s Greatest Fool? No, I’m the Ruler From the Darkness ~The Hidden Face of the Fat Prince~ - Chapter 26: False Goodwill ☆

Chapter 26: False Goodwill ☆

In the carriage heading to the Frostheart family’s castle, I sat with a satisfied smile.

Beside me was a luxurious box.

It was packed tightly with gold coins.

“The next move in my revenge.”

I muttered softly.

I recalled Eleanor’s disgrace from the night before last.

That alone was amusing, but today I had prepared an even more entertaining plan.

When the carriage arrived at the Frostheart castle gate, the earl himself was already there to greet me.

Eleanor must have informed them of my visit.

“Welcome, Prince Victor.”

The earl bowed deeply.

Gone was his former arrogance, replaced by the humility of a man on the brink of ruin.

“I’m honored by your invitation.”

I stepped from the carriage, instructing a servant to carry the box.

“I hope to be of assistance.”

Entering the entrance hall, the Frostheart family stood to welcome me.

The beautiful countess, the eldest son Raymond, and the younger sister Sophia.

Eleanor alone was absent.

“Where is Miss Eleanor?”

I asked, feeling slight dissatisfaction at her absence.

“She’ll be a bit late. She’ll join us shortly.”

The earl apologized lightly.

Guided to the drawing room, I sat in a luxurious chair, offered tea and sweets.

The lavish hospitality hinted at the Frostheart family’s former glory, but closer inspection revealed traces of their financial struggles.

“I came today hoping to help, even a little.”

I signaled the servant, who opened the box of gold coins.

“I’ve brought 500,000 gold coins. Use them for your next repayment.”

The room fell silent for a moment.

Shock and joy spread across the earl’s face.

“Prince… this is…”

“It’s not a loan. Consider it a donation. A trifling matter.”

I waved my hand.

In the end, it’s money that’ll return to me.

It neither hurts nor itches.

“I wish for the Frostheart family to flourish again.”

“How can we ever thank you…”

The earl’s voice faltered.

Seeing this, I sneered inwardly.

The haughty earl who once looked down on me was now a pathetic old man, grateful for charity.

At that moment, the door opened, and Eleanor entered.

Her face was pale, her eyes filled with fear.

I saw her body stiffen momentarily upon seeing me.

“Eleanor, you’re late.”

The earl scolded his daughter.

“The prince has taken precious time to visit.”

“My apologies.”

Her voice trembled as she bowed.

I smiled with satisfaction.

Then, an unexpected visitor arrived.

The butler entered, announcing Alexander Granblue’s arrival.

“Let him in.”

The earl ordered.

Minutes later, Alexander entered the room.

He smiled at Eleanor but noticed me, and his expression shifted.

“Prince Victor.”

He bowed politely.

“I didn’t expect to meet you here.”

“Nor I, Alexander.”

I replied cheerfully.

“To think I’d visit Miss Eleanor’s home and find you here.”

Alexander stood beside Eleanor.

She seemed to pull back slightly.

I didn’t miss that small movement.

“The prince has donated 500,000 gold coins to us.”

The earl explained excitedly.

Shock spread across Alexander’s face.

“Is that so… truly generous…”

His words carried a hint of sarcasm, but he couldn’t be openly rude to a prince in public.

“The Frostheart family is a vital pillar of the kingdom.”

I said kindly.

“And Miss Eleanor and I have become rather… special to each other.”

At those words, the room’s atmosphere froze.

Eleanor’s face drained of color, and Alexander showed confusion.

“Special… relationship?”

“Oh, yes. We had a chance to talk the other day. I was moved by her devotion to her family.”

I spoke ambiguously on purpose.

To sow seeds of doubt between Eleanor and Alexander.

“I see…”

Alexander looked at Eleanor, but she avoided his gaze.

“I’m in a splendid mood.”

I stood and walked to the window.

“Spending time with such a wonderful family is a joy.”

The Frosthearts expressed their gratitude in unison.

They were oblivious to the meaning of my words.

“Alexander, you’re a lucky man.”

I turned, smiling at him.

“I’m jealous of your wonderful fiancée.”

Seeing Eleanor and Alexander stiffen simultaneously, I suppressed a laugh.

Terror spread across Eleanor’s face, confusion across Alexander’s.

“Thank you.”

Alexander replied formally.

“Alexander, let’s have a drink sometime, just us two.”

I patted his shoulder amiably.

“Man to man, there’s much to discuss.”

“An honor.”

His expression was unreadable, but he was clearly wary.

Throughout this exchange, Eleanor grew paler.

Watching her fear was delightful, but I wanted to corner her further.

“Miss Eleanor.”

I turned to her.

“Since we’re here, would you show me your castle’s beautiful gardens?”

Terror spread across her face.

But she knew she couldn’t refuse in front of her parents and fiancée.

“Of course… gladly…”

Her voice trembled.

“Eleanor, that’s a wonderful offer.”

The earl couldn’t hide his joy.

He likely thought pleasing the prince was crucial.

“Alexander, care to join them?”

At the earl’s suggestion, I shook my head lightly.

“No, I’d like some time alone with Miss Eleanor.”

Alexander’s expression hardened.

But he, too, couldn’t defy a prince.

“Then, if you’ll excuse us.”

Eleanor stood on trembling legs, leading me to the courtyard.

From behind her, I sent Alexander a meaningful smile.

Seeing doubt and unease on his face, I followed Eleanor with satisfaction.

The time in the courtyard would make this revenge drama even more entertaining.

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“This is the courtyard… Your Highness.”

My voice was clearly trembling.

The Frostheart family’s courtyard, which I once took pride in.

Once among the kingdom’s most beautiful, this place now merely retained traces of its former glory due to the family’s financial decline.

The flowers of every season had faded, the intricately crafted fountain no longer flowed, and the magical glow of the pathways had vanished.

Yet, it was a cherished place filled with my childhood memories.

“Lovely gardens, Miss Eleanor.”

I felt the mockery in Prince Victor’s words.

He walked slowly behind me, deliberately closing the distance.

His presence sent a chill down my spine.

“They… used to be even more beautiful…”

Instinctively, I stepped forward, trying to keep distance between us.

Heading toward the fountain would lead to a more open area.

At least in a place visible from the castle, he might not try anything.

“They look plenty beautiful to me. Especially… with you standing here.”

The prince’s sugary words sent a shiver of dread through me.

His eyes gleamed like a predator eyeing prey.

The dinner at the restaurant the other night flashed vividly in my mind.

That humiliation, that shame…

I quickened my pace, hurrying to the central fountain.

There, I might feel a bit safer.

Standing on the fountain’s far side would put distance between us.

“That night was fun, wasn’t it?”

The prince’s words stopped me in my tracks.

My heart pounded fiercely.

Turning, I saw his malicious smile.

“Please… not here…”

My voice barely emerged.

From the castle windows, my family might be watching.

Servants might be nearby.

That night must never be known.

“What’s to worry about? No one’s listening.”

The prince drew closer, whispering in my ear.

“Remembering that night still excites me.”

His breath grazed my ear, and I shuddered.

I tried to pull away, but he swiftly grabbed my arm.

“Let go… please…”

I pleaded in a frail voice.

“Now, now… I’m your first man, aren’t I? That night, you begged for me so eagerly.”

His foul breath, the same stench as that night, brought back those memories.

“What if I kissed you here? If Alexander saw from the window…”

I felt my face pale.

Looking up at the window, terror gripped me that Alexander might truly be there.

“Your Highness… please…”

I let out a pleading voice.

I tried to shake off his arm, but I had no strength.

“Don’t worry. I’m not planning to do anything like that today.”

Unexpectedly, he released my arm and stepped back a few paces.

But the malicious smile on his face didn’t fade.

He was scheming something else.

I sensed it instinctively.

“W-What… do you want?”

Finally mustering my courage, I asked.

My voice trembled, but I looked into his eyes as I spoke.

I could no longer bear being toyed with.

No matter the demand, no matter the humiliation, I wanted to know everything before deciding to accept or refuse.

“What do I want?”

The prince pretended to think.

He plucked a beautiful flower from the garden, toying with it between his fingers.

“Well… to make your family happy, I suppose.”

“Really?”

I asked, openly skeptical.

There was no way he cared about my family’s happiness.

“Of course. But in return… I want to be happy too.”

I easily understood the meaning behind his words.

His “happiness” meant my “misery.”

But for my family’s sake… I nodded silently.

“What… do you desire?”

I asked, steeling myself.

I was prepared for any demand.

For my family…

“I want you to accompany me to the next royal ball.”

His unexpected request left me unable to hide my surprise.

“The ball…?”

“Yes. It’s a royal ball celebrating my father’s birthday, with dignitaries from various countries. I’d like to introduce you as my partner at this official event.”

His demand seemed far milder than I’d anticipated.

But my mind swirled with thoughts.

Appearing with the prince in public… the impact on my engagement with Alexander… my standing in high society…

“Alexander…”

I started to say, then stopped.

Thinking of Alexander pained my heart.

What would he think of me appearing with the prince at the ball?

“Don’t worry about him. I’ll tell him it’s thanks for my donation.”

The prince’s words carried an eerie confidence.

I screamed inside.

What was he going to tell Alexander?

About that footage… that night…

Despite weighing everything, I had no choice.

If I refused his demand, he would surely take revenge.

He’d release that footage, expose my secret, and hurt my family and Alexander.

“I understand.”

I finally surrendered. There was no other path.

“Wonderful!”

The prince smiled with satisfaction.

Seeing the triumph in his eyes, I felt my heart sink.

“And one more thing…”

He paused, savoring my reaction.

I stared at him, resolved.

No matter what he said, I thought I wouldn’t be shocked anymore.

“I want your sister, Sophia, as my mistress.”

At those words, my world crumbled.

“W-What… did you say…?”

The moment I heard it, my vision blurred. My knees buckled, and I nearly stumbled. Sophia… my 14-year-old sister.

Until recently, she’d been so tormented by the prospect of slavery that she contemplated suicide.

She’d just regained her smile, and to hand her to this man…

“Hahaha! Just kidding!”

The prince laughed loudly.

His laughter echoed through the courtyard, sounding cruel in my ears.

“I just wanted to see that expression.”

Anger and relief mixed, and my legs gave out.

I sank onto the fountain’s edge.

A man who’d make such a joke wasn’t human.

He was a devil. There wasn’t a shred of mercy in his heart.

“Nice expression. Those despair-filled eyes…”

The prince crouched before me, grabbing my chin and forcing my face up.

His cold fingers touched my skin, sending another shiver through me.

I couldn’t imagine what my face looked like.

I only felt my heart shattering completely.

“You’d better remember. You’re already mine. If you want to protect your family and your dignity, you’ll obey me.”

His ruthless words left me unable to argue.

His eyes held a cold resolve, showing no room for negotiation.

I had no choice left.

“I understand…”

I replied in a hoarse voice.

My heart was so frozen I couldn’t even cry.

The prince grinned, lightly patting my cheek.

The gesture carried the contempt of someone toying with a pet.

“Well, shall we head back inside? Alexander must be worried.”

Hearing Alexander’s name, my heart sank further.

I was once called the flower of high society, admired by many men.

They called me haughty, but that was because I knew my worth.

Now, I was merely a puppet, the prince’s toy.

I stood quietly and followed him.

On the way back to the castle, near a bush, the prince suddenly stopped and grabbed my arm.

“One more thing I forgot.”

A dangerous glint shone in his eyes.

“What… is it?”

My voice was hoarse.

He grinned, glancing around.

Confirming no one was watching, he pulled me into the nearby bush.

“Your Highness, please stop!”

I tried to resist, but his grip was too strong.

He dragged me into the bush.

“I’m here to collect thanks for today’s donation.”

“Thanks…? What do you…”

“If not for today’s donation, your family would be suffering in the same state next month. Obey me, and I’ll donate 500,000 gold coins every month. My sex toy business makes me a fortune, you know.”

Before he finished, I understood his intent.

He placed a hand on my shoulder, pressing downward.

“Make me feel good with your mouth. I’ll record it too.”

Clunk.

The prince placed a crystal orb on the ground.

His cold command froze my body.

Here…?

Just tens of meters from the castle…?

“Not here… someone might…”

Trembling with fear and shame, I looked around.

Though hidden from the castle, a gardener or servant might pass by.

“Come on, we don’t have time.”

The prince pressed my shoulder harder.

I had no choice.

Recalling the footage, I knew refusal was impossible.

And for my family, the monthly 500,000 gold coin donation was undeniably valuable.

With every noble’s business foundations crumbling, finding such support elsewhere was nearly impossible.

Countless factors bound me.

I slowly knelt, crouching in the bush.

I couldn’t believe I was doing this.

I, once called the flower of high society, who despised women who fawned over men, was about to act like a prostitute.

It felt like a nightmare.

When the prince lowered his trousers and undergarments, a massive, grotesque cock appeared before my eyes.

In the daylight, its size and thickness were unbelievable, and I gasped.

“What’s wrong? Stick out your tongue and lick it.”

The prince’s irritated voice came from above.

Steeling myself, I leaned toward the repulsive flesh.

But at a distance where my nose nearly touched it, the overpowering stench made me turn away.

“Yes… I’ll lick it… ugh… it’s so foul…!”

Even as I complied, I was filled with visceral disgust.

Overcome with nausea, I cautiously extended my tongue, finally touching the slit of the glans.

Lick.

The rank smell and bitter taste of pre-cum spread in my mouth, and I winced.

“Ohhh! Your tongue is soft and warm! Lick it from the base! Suck my balls too!”

“Ugh… it’s bitter…!”

Swallowing my saliva, I tentatively ran my tongue along the underside of his reeking shaft.

The rough texture grazed my tongue.

Lick, lick.

Making obscene sounds, I serviced the prince’s penis.

But the act brought only humiliation and pain, no pleasure.

“Kuoh! Your saliva’s clinging to it! Lick it more carefully! Feel it with your whole tongue!”

I had no choice but to obey his merciless commands.

Taking his penis in my mouth, I worked it with my lips and oral mucosa.

Lick, lick… slurp, slurp…

Amid the lewd sounds echoing around, I suppressed nausea repeatedly in my heart.

“Hey! I said suck my balls too!”

At his harsh command, I hurriedly extended my neck, pulling his wrinkled scrotum into my mouth.

The elastic sensation hit my tongue.

The intense musky odor struck my nasal mucosa, making my head spin.

“Ugh…! Mmph…! Urgh…!”

Still, I desperately sucked his testicles.

Creating a vacuum in my mouth, I enveloped them with my tongue.

“Good! Clean off my smegma too!”

The glans’ ridge before me was caked with pre-cum and urethral filth, yellowed and hardened.

The grotesque sight sent a chill down my spine.

“Ugh…! T-To lick this…?”

(No! This filthy, stinking thing with my tongue?)

Screaming inside, I ran my tongue along the repulsive glans, scooping up the yellowed substance mixed with pre-cum from the slit.

The rank taste of semen and sharp ammonia stench permeated my tongue.

The texture of the filthy smegma coated my entire tongue…

“Guh! Cough…!”

Lick, lick… slurp, slurp…

Choking, I desperately tried to lick it off.

Tearfully, I kept cleaning the tip of his penis with my tongue.

But there was too much to clear.

“Guh…! Ugh…!”

“Now, swallow it.”

I knew I had no choice but to obey.

In my mouth, saliva, pre-cum, and smegma mixed into a sticky, revolting mess, the stench piercing my nose, making me gag repeatedly.

Gulp…

“Urgh…! Ngh…! Cough, cough…!”

Despite the overwhelming stench and nausea, I forced myself to swallow.

“Hahaha! Eleanor! How’s my smegma taste?! Delicious, right? Lick more!”

The prince commanded triumphantly.

Tearfully, I kept scooping smegma with my tongue.

Lick, lick…

My mouth reeked, and the taste alone made me sick.

His cock grew harder, pre-cum oozing out.

“Good, good! You’re doing well, Eleanor! Use your tongue more. Clean it all!”

The prince patted my head, sounding satisfied.

“Ohh! As expected of a noble lady. Even cleaning filth looks beautiful.”

His mocking laughter rang in my ears.

Without retorting, I silently continued scraping off the smegma with my tongue.

“Damn… it stinks…! Urgh…! So foul and bitter…!”

Groaning in distress, I licked off the last piece of filth.

The taste lingered in my mouth, urging nausea…

But the prince looked satisfied.

“Do it harder. Just licking like that won’t make me cum!”

He grabbed my head roughly, forcing me to take it in.

Tears welled from the sheer size threatening to dislocate my jaw, but refusal wasn’t allowed.

Desperately opening my mouth, I took in his shaft.

Slurp!

“Oh, Eleanor’s mouth-pussy is so warm! Suck it harder!!”

Saliva overflowed from the corners of her mouth, dripping down into the bushes.

“Gyahaha!! That haughty Eleanor is sucking my cock!!”

“Ugh… nngh…!”

The thickness was beyond imagination, and tears welled up from the sensation of it filling her throat.

As she desperately moved her head back and forth while struggling to breathe, the prince smirked with satisfaction.

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!

“That’s it… just like that. Gufufu, even the ice-cold beauty looks ugly with a cock in her mouth.”

I continued my service expressionlessly.

It was a disgusting act, but I couldn’t defy his orders.

I slurped the precum spilling from my lips, swallowing hard and focusing entirely on the oral act.

“Fellatio is like this!! You suck it with your throat!!”

“Ugh… nngh…!”

But the prince wasn’t satisfied. He grabbed my head with both hands, thrusting his hips and ramming his cock deep into my throat.

The thick, long cock pierced the back of my throat, and my eyes widened from the suffocating sensation.

“Take it!! Suck harder!! This won’t end anytime soon!! Nghh!! Eleanor’s soft throat is rubbing my tip!!”

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!

“Ugh…! Guh! Ghhgh! Cough!”

I gagged from the intense thrusting.

I could barely breathe.

Choking repeatedly, all I could do was desperately endure the massive cock.

Tears, saliva, and snot poured uncontrollably as it rammed the back of my throat.

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

“That’s it… just like that… Ohh! Gihihihi!! You look ridiculous, Lady Eleanor…!”

He gripped my hair tightly, controlling the rhythm.

Tears filled my eyes, my nose clogged with snot, and breathing became nearly impossible.

Yet he continued mercilessly.

“This feels great… to think the belle of high society would end up like this.”

His words cut into my heart like a blade.

The proud woman I once was, now treated like a back-alley whore.

That was my reality.

At that moment, I sensed someone nearby.

The sound of footsteps in the courtyard.

My heart nearly stopped.

“Eleanor? Where are you?”

Alexander’s voice!

My body froze in terror.

I tried to pull away from the cock, but the prince gripped my hair tighter, stopping me.

“Don’t make a sound,” he warned in a low voice.

I desperately stifled my voice and froze.

If I were discovered… the thought alone was horrifying.

With my movements halted, I vividly felt the cock’s elasticity, taste, heat, and smell in my mouth.

The pulsing cock filled me with intense disgust, but I couldn’t move an inch.

Alexander’s footsteps grew closer.

He seemed to be searching the courtyard.

When his voice came from just beyond the bushes, I wished I could die.

“Eleanor?”

His voice was laced with worry. I screamed inside.

(Don’t come! Don’t look!)

As I knelt in the bushes, frozen with fear, the prince, astonishingly, released my head and leaned out from the bushes.

Prince Victor acted as if nothing was wrong.

“Oh, Alexander.” 

The prince’s voice from above rang.

His tone was calm, but to my ears, it carried a hint of mockery.

“Prince Victor…” 

Alexander’s voice was clearly confused.

He hadn’t expected to meet the prince here.

“I was studying the flowers. The ones in these bushes are quite rare.” 

The prince lied smoothly.

I curled up in the bushes, holding my breath, the prince’s cock still in my mouth.

If Alexander found me… the thought was unbearable.

“Did you see Eleanor?” 

Alexander asked.

“Lady Eleanor? Oh, she was here a little while ago. I believe she went back to the mansion.”

The prince’s voice dripped with feigned kindness.

As he gently stroked my hair, he lied to Alexander.

The hypocrisy made me nauseous.

“I see… thank you.”

Alexander’s footsteps faded into the distance.

I felt a fleeting sense of relief, but it didn’t last.

Once Alexander was out of sight, the prince returned to the bushes and grabbed my hair again.

“His face was priceless! So worried, searching for you like a loyal fiancé.”

The prince’s mocking words tore at my heart.

Alexander’s genuine concern contrasted with my hidden humiliation.

That contrast was my greatest torment.

“I wish I could’ve shown him this. His beloved fiancée, groveling before me, tears and snot streaming, sucking my cock with an ugly face.”

I had no strength left to react to his words.

In my humiliation and despair, all I could do was obey.

“Get back to it.”

“P-please… no more…” 

I mumbled around the cock, begging to stop, but he ignored me.

The prince grabbed my head with both hands again and resumed thrusting mercilessly.

The violent pistoning, called irrumatio, forced my throat open repeatedly.

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

“Guh! Cough…! Ngh…!”

I stared wide-eyed, struggling to breathe, licking the writhing cock with my tongue.

(Just finish already…)

I just wanted him to be satisfied, to end this torment as soon as possible.

My nose was repeatedly buried in his pubic hair, assaulted by the stench of sweat and semen.

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!

“Guh…! Cough…!”

I gasped in pain, my long hair disheveled.

“Ohhh!! Eleanor’s throat-pussy is amazing!! So tight, I can’t get enough!!”

The prince shouted in excitement, gripping my head and thrusting even harder.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

“Mgh! Guh!! Nghhh!!”

He held my hair, pistoning toward climax.

“Ohhh!! I’m cumming, Eleanor! Swallow it all!!”

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

The prince unleashed his final thrust, flooding my throat with thick semen.

The hot liquid slammed into my throat, scorching.

I desperately swallowed, but the sheer volume made some spill from my mouth.

The overflowing semen dripped from my lips in sticky strings.

“Swallow it all!! Don’t waste a drop!!”

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

He kept my head in place as he came.

I frantically swallowed the hot semen flooding my throat.

The stench overwhelmed my nose, making me gag.

“Guh…! Cough…! Ngh…!”

Choking, I swallowed every last drop.

Satisfied, the prince pulled out, rubbing his semen-covered tip across my face.

My cheeks and nose were smeared with his cum.

“Damn… that was amazing!! Your mouth is my personal cum-dump! So good!! Finish it off!!”

Tears in my eyes, I knew my service was finally over.

The foul semen lingered in my mouth…

Gulp, gulp, swallow.

I slowly swallowed, the bitter, sticky fluid sliding down my throat into my stomach, making me nauseous.

“Now clean it up to finish.”

I had no strength left to resist.

I just wanted it to end.

Kiss, slurp, swallow.

As ordered, I kissed his semen-coated tip, sucking the last drops from the slit and swallowing.

“Well done, Lady Eleanor.”

The prince tidied himself, satisfied.

I crouched in the bushes, wiping my mouth with trembling hands.

I couldn’t accept what I’d done as reality.