Aria left Weiran's room with a smile on her face. She had accomplished two goals today. The first was a stronger connection with her brother that would make it easier to dominate the court and the second was to fulfill Han's goal of fucking her own family.
She then headed to her own room, unaware that Han was still following her.
She entered the room and as usual took a shower and went to bed, the end of the night was approaching and she knew that she would definitely have a visitor.
And it didn't take long for the first footsteps to sound.
Charles confidently entered the room, as to what he was going to do, it was easy to figure out.
This time Han had a goal. He wanted to know what Aria's brother would do.
He sensed something suspicious about him and for safety's sake he would investigate.
Leaving the room and giving privacy to his father-in-law who was starting to take off his clothes to take advantage of his "unconscious" daughter, Han left.
He returned to Weiran's room, who was now naked and had a maid on her knees in front of him.
But they weren't having sex.
At this moment, he was handing her three letters.
"You know what to do. Don't be late."
The maid hid the letter in her clothes and left without saying a word.
Han felt it was important for him to know what the letters contained, so he followed the maid.
Han silently followed the maid through the palace corridors. The woman walked quickly, looking around to make sure she wasn't being followed.
After a few minutes, she entered a small service room and closed the door. Han took the opportunity to slip inside before the door closed completely. The maid lit a small lamp and, feeling safe, removed the three letters from her clothes.
Han didn't know what he could do to read the letters. Luckily for him, although this maid was loyal to Weiran, she was... curious. And she always tried to read the letters before sending them. She wanted to know secrets so that if she ever needed them, she could take care of herself. With years of experience, she already knew how to open them without leaving a trace, imitating the way her master sealed the letters.
She placed them on a simple table and examined each one. Han approached silently, positioning himself behind her so he could read over her shoulder. The maid opened the first letter and began to read in a low voice:
"Minister Dorian Quinn,
I bring to your attention facts that, as Minister of Justice, you cannot ignore. Princess Aria has been involved in incestuous relations with members of the royal family, she seduced the Minister of War, her uncle Evander, compromising the integrity of the royal council.
Such acts not only tarnish the honor of the Quinn family, but also jeopardize the stability of the kingdom. As someone who values justice, you must investigate these allegations immediately.
A loyal servant of the kingdom."
Han chuckled. Weiran was trying to use the incorruptible Minister of Justice's morality against Aria. It was a cunning move, if the minister believed the accusations, he could launch an investigation that would destroy Aria's reputation, even if nothing was proven.
But the problem was, Weiran did not know that the emperor himself had already been corrupted as well. He would definitely make sure that this matter did not become public. He was doomed to fail in this attempt to affect Aria.
The maid was shocked and muttered softly, "This family is truly disgusting, even the princess is nothing more than a cheap whore... Not even us servants do something as dirty as sleeping with our own family."
Han didn't know if he felt proud that his wife had done something so perverted or if he hated the woman for offending Aria in such a way.
'But cheap whore? That gives me an idea...' Han thought as his cock grew inside his pants as he lost himself in thought. He was then interrupted by the maid reading the second letter.
"General Thorn,
As agreed, you will be assigned to the ambush force led by Princess Aria against the Berovian troops. It is important that you ensure that no 'accidents' occur during the operation, strategic failures, misinterpreted orders, anything that undermines the prestige of the princess without completely compromising the mission.
The kingdom cannot be led by a woman with no military experience. Your service will be generously rewarded when I become the emperor. The position of minister will be yours.
Furthermore, Father has ordered me to join the army as a soldier with an unknown name. I will need your protection in secret.
I count on your support when the time comes.
W."
Han narrowed his eyes. Weiran was not only trying to destroy Aria's reputation, he was actively sabotaging a crucial military operation. This could cost the lives of Quinn's soldiers and potentially lead to a humiliating defeat, but at the same time he also feared for his own life and hoped that he would be protected by the very soldiers he was endangering. Truly a despicable person
The maid, apparently satisfied with the contents of the first two letters, opened the third with a sly smile:
"Master Vex,
The item we discussed is ready for purchase. I need the 'special thing' that leaves no trace and simulates a natural death. The target is young and healthy, so it must be something that will not arouse suspicion.
Payment has already been deposited at the usual location. Deliver it to the bearer of this letter.
Let our transaction remain between us, as always.
W."
Han felt a chill run down his spine. This was the most dangerous of the three letters, Weiran was ordering poison to kill Aria. The plan was complete: first to discredit Aria morally, then militarily, and finally to eliminate her permanently.
The maid smiled in satisfaction and put the letters back in her robes. She extinguished the lamp and prepared to leave.
Han remained still, processing everything he had learned. Weiran wasn't just a jealous and manipulative brother, he was a deadly enemy willing to do anything to eliminate Aria. And now, Han knew of his plans.
As the maid left the room, Han followed her silently. He needed to find out where she was going first, and more importantly, he needed to decide how to use this information to protect Aria and perhaps turn the tables on Weiran.
With a grim smile, Han continued to follow the maid through the dark corridors of the palace. The night was still long, and he had much to plan.
The maid quietly left the palace, dressed in a simple cloak that hid her face. Han continued to follow her, keeping a safe distance as she made her way through the city streets that gradually became narrower and darker. '''''''''''
First, she stopped at a small square where an ornamental vase decorated the center. Looking around to make sure no one was watching her, she quickly slid the letter addressed to the Minister of Justice into a slot at the base of the vase. Han noticed that the location seemed to be a predetermined exchange point, as the maid did not hesitate for a moment about where to place the message.
Continuing on her way, she entered a busy tavern. With fluid and natural movements, she passed a table where a man in military uniform was drinking alone. Without making eye contact, she dropped the second letter into an open book on the table, while pretending to stumble slightly. The man, who Han assumed was a messenger for General Thorn, didn't react, just kept drinking as if nothing had happened.
After leaving the tavern, the maid headed for the outer reaches of the city. The streets became increasingly deserted until she reached a dead end, where only a worn door stood.
She knocked three times, paused, and knocked twice more. The door opened slowly, revealing a thin man with deep, dark eyes. His face was scarred, and his stained hands suggested years of working with chemicals.
"Have you brought the message?" the man asked quietly.
"Yes, Master Vex," the maid replied, handing over the third letter.
The man read it quickly and nodded. "Wait here," he said, disappearing into the depths of the house.
Han took the opportunity to enter, following the man to a makeshift laboratory. Shelves filled with vials, dried herbs, and colored powders lined the walls. In the corners were cages with people in an unknown state, some with completely gray skin, others with very green skin. Han quickly realized that they must be victims of some kind of experiment.
Vex opened a locked cabinet and took out a small glass vial containing a clear liquid, almost indistinguishable from water.
When she returned to the entrance, she handed the vial to the maid. "Remember the instructions. Three drops a day in the drink. No taste, no odor. For the first few weeks, there will be no effect other than perhaps a slight fatigue that can be attributed to stress. After three weeks, she will gradually begin to weaken, like a natural disease. Within a month, not even the best doctors will be able to save her."
The maid smiled maliciously. "And it leaves no traces?"
"The poison dissolves completely in the body. Even if they suspected and examined the body, they would find nothing. Death will appear to be the result of a natural failure of the organs."
"Perfect," the maid said, carefully tucking the vial away in her robes. "Weiran will be pleased."
"He always is," Vex replied with a sinister smile. "It's not the first time your... family problems have come to me."
Han felt a shiver and a memory came to his mind.
When they met, Aria told him about her whole life and a memorable moment was the absence of her mother and the way she died. He remembers her mother getting sick a little less than 2 months before giving birth and how she gradually weakened until on the day of the birth she barely had any strength left to give birth to Aria.
The birth was very long, taking almost a whole day and in the end Aria was born, but her mother, who had been weakened for a long time, could not resist and died the exact moment she heard her daughter's first cry.
A midwife said she died smiling and murmured a quick "live well" before closing her eyes.
The description given by Master Vex matched the way Aria's mother had looked just before giving birth.
Watching the maid take the poison gave Han a certainty that it was related to his mother-in-law's death.
He then returned to his thoughts and noticed that they had begun to leave.
The maid quickly left the place, returning to the palace by a different route, longer and more circuitous, clearly designed to mislead any followers. Han stayed close, his mind working furiously to devise a plan.
Now he knew exactly what Weiran planned: to destroy Aria's reputation, sabotage her military leadership, and finally, slowly poison her so that her death would appear natural. A meticulous and cruel plan worthy of Weiran's calculating mind.
As the maid crept into the palace, Han decided it was time to act. First, he needed to warn Aria of the impending danger. Then, together, they would turn this threat into an advantage in the Quinn family's power game.
When he returned to the castle and entered Aria's room, he noticed that she was sleeping soundly, sperm leaking from her pussy and ass.
Han understood that his father-in-law had just left.
But he had urgent matters to discuss with his own wife.
Removing the invisibility effect, he sat down next to her and began to smooth the blonde hair of this woman he loved so much.
As if she felt his presence, Aria opened her eyes, seeing her husband she smiled.
"Honey, I missed you," she commented and then noticed a strange look on Han's face. She had been married to him for years and knew his every expression.
"Husband... did something happen?" she asked with a worried expression.
Noticing that he was easily seen, Han began to wonder if he should tell her what he had discovered. But then he remembered that he had already promised his wife that he would not hide anything. And he was a man who kept his promises, at least with his wife.
"Honey... I've been following you all day today, since the beginning when you were at the court meeting, I saw you fucking your brother Weiran and I also witnessed your father entering the room."
Aria felt a shiver and excitement rise at the knowledge that she was being watched, but seeing Han's serious expression that contained no trace of eroticism, she controlled herself and waited for him to continue.
"After your father entered the room, I left to follow your brother Weiran, I felt he was very suspicious. When I arrived at his room, he handed three letters to a maid. The first one was exposing his relationship with his uncle Evander to his uncle, the Minister of Justice."
Aria nodded, it was a risky move on Weiran's part, but she didn't see how it could harm her.
''The second letter was for a general to harm you during the ambush against my brother's army, he was to make sure you would be ashamed during this mission''
She showed a little surprise, but accepted it quickly, she had expected something like this to happen.
''The third letter... well, to be fair, when I followed the maid and she went to deliver the letter, it was to a man named Vex, there this man gave the maid a deadly poison, as for its effect... A slow death, in the first few weeks it would have no effect, but after a few weeks the person would begin to show weakness and in the end... they would die as if it were a natural death...''
If Han was quick to realize the connection, Aria was even quicker.
Upon learning of the natural death, tears quickly fell from her eyes, this time they were not fake tears like those that occurred during the courtship, but real tears of suffering.
Han pulled his wife into a hug.
Although Aria had no memory of her mother, it did not mean that she had no feelings for her, quite the opposite.
Her aunt, Oriana, always told stories about her mother.
Furthermore, when Aria's mother was getting sick, she realized that she was going to die. She knew that there was something wrong with her.
She feared that her daughter would grow up in a world of manipulation and suffering and without knowing that her mother loved her. So in the last week that she realized that she would not survive, she wrote several letters to her daughter. Telling her daily life, personal thoughts, telling stories. She made a diary for her daughter and then gave it to her sister Oriana.
Oriana gave it to Aria when she turned 18. It was a very heavy and depressing event for both of them. Aria couldn't bear to read it alone, so the pair read it together. They felt the sadness that emanated from the letter with each passing day, the hopelessness that grew as the days went by.
Despite all this, she still wrote about happy things, trying to convey to her daughter that she would never have the opportunity to see some of the happiness she had in life.
Everyone kept Aria in the dark, making her think that her mother's death had been due to childbirth.
But only now, through Han... She was able to discover the truth.
For some reason, the phrase "Live well" appeared in her mind, which was said by her mother in her last moments.
Aria cried uncontrollably in Han's arms, her entire body shaking with deep sobs that seemed to come from the depths of her soul. Tears soaked Han's shirt as he held her tightly, stroking her golden hair tenderly.
"My mother… all this time… it was him," she managed to say between sobs. "She never had a chance… never got to see me grow up… because of him."
Han held her tighter, feeling his own heart clench at the sight of his wife's genuine grief. For all the manipulations and power plays Aria had mastered so well, at this moment she was just a daughter discovering the cruel truth about her mother's death.
"Her letters… her diaries… she knew she was dying, but she never knew why," Aria continued, her voice breaking. "She thought it was some disease, some curse… but it was poison. It was my own brother…"
"Maybe it wasn't Weiran directly," Han said softly.
"You were just a baby when it happened. It could have been someone else in the family using the same poison, the same alchemist."
Aria pulled back slightly, her red, swollen eyes fixed on Han's. "It doesn't matter who gave the order. The poison came from the same place, the same person. And Weiran is using the same method now… against me."
She stood abruptly, pacing the room as she wiped away her tears. Han watched a transformation take place before his eyes. The devastating sadness began to give way to something more intense, more dangerous. Her eyes, still moist, now shone with an icy fury.
"I want to know every detail," she said, her voice now firm and controlled. "Every word in the letters, every instruction about the poison, every name mentioned."
Han meticulously recounted everything, from the exact wording of the letters to the description of Vex's lab to the instructions for administering the poison. Aria listened intently, occasionally asking pointed questions.
"And the maid? Would you recognize her?" she asked.
"Yes, without a doubt. She appears to be one of Weiran's personal servants, not one of the common palace maids."
Aria nodded, walking to the window. Her reflection in the glass showed an expression Han rarely saw, pure determination mixed with disgust and anger.
"I let that monster touch me," she whispered, a shiver of revulsion running through her body. "I let him enter me, let him come inside me… and all this time, he was planning to kill me the same way he killed my mother."
Han stood, approaching her. "I will kill them," he declared with conviction. "Vex, the maid, the general, all of them. And Weiran… he will suffer slowly before he dies."
Aria turned to face him, surprising him by shaking her head.
"No, my love," she said, touching his face gently. "I thank you from the bottom of my heart for finding out the truth. You gave me a gift I never imagined I would receive, the truth about my mother."
She took a deep breath, her eyes now dry and determined.
"But this revenge needs to be mine. I need to be the one to solve this, with my own hands. Only then will I be able to feel avenged. Only then will I be able to feel clean again."
Han hesitated, worried. "Aria, it's dangerous. They're already planning to kill you."
A cold smile formed on her lips. "And that will be their mistake. They think they're hunting, but they don't realize they're the prey."
She moved closer to Han, holding his hands tightly.
"You gave me the information I needed. Now, I need you to trust me to use that information. I need to do this for my mother, for myself."
Han saw the determination in her eyes and knew this wasn't just about revenge. She needed to do this herself to honor her late mother.
"What do you plan to do?" he asked.
Aria looked out the window at the moon, her expression now calculating and cold.
"First, I will ensure that the ambush against Berovia's troops is a complete success, despite the sabotage attempts.
Then…" she paused, her eyes glinting dangerously, "I will give Weiran and his accomplices exactly what they deserve. A slow death, like the one they gave my mother."
Han nodded slowly. "I will be by your side, unseen, ready to intervene if necessary."
"Thank you," she whispered, kissing him softly. "For showing me the truth. For giving me the chance to avenge my mother. For loving me, despite everything."
As he hugged her again, Han felt something fundamental change in Aria.