In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

"Okay."

Morgan was delighted and naturally couldn't refuse.

My husband is good in every way except that he is sometimes too thin-skinned, just like a girl.

Maybe it’s because the way I was raised by some fairies wasn’t right in the beginning…

Guinevere then raised himself up in the water and knelt in the warm water, while Morgan pushed aside his long hair which had unfortunately become sticky.

This is the bad thing about long hair, and it's not just hers, the same applies to Guinevere's hair as well. However, since Guinevere's hair is a little shorter, it's not too serious.

He gently scooped up the warm pool water with his hands and poured it on Morgan's white neck. The warm water then flowed over her curvy and sizable body, slowly taking away the traces of pleasure.

Faced with such intimate service from Guinevere, Morgan did not feel shy, but just felt very comfortable and warm.

Her beautiful eyebrows relaxed, and her hands subconsciously moved the warm water droplets from her graceful and attractive waistline to her lower abdomen.

"My wife... is it still painful?"

Guinevere asked softly without stopping what he was doing.

"No, how could that be? Although I have the same organs as humans, I am a powerful fairy. This is just a normal phenomenon that I will be able to overcome soon."

Morgan said, shaking his head slightly.

"Don't worry about me... My husband, I am your wife who loves you deeply and you love me deeply, so no matter what, I will not let you down."

"No...it's just that this is far from disappointing. My wife is my wife. Even if I can't do anything, I will still love you as always."

Morgan paused. This sincere confession made him so happy and excited.

"Hmm... It seems that I have ruled the fairy kingdom for too long and I can't stand the loneliness anymore...? If possible, my husband, please don't laugh at me. It's really not my style to be unable to contain my joy just because I have received love affirmation."

"I won't laugh at my wife. Didn't I tell you that I like my wife no matter what she is like?"

"Hmm, that's true."

Morgan blushed and nodded.

"But... speaking of which..."

Guinevere thought about it for a moment, then watched his wife's fingertips stroking her flat belly. The queen, who had tasted the sweetness of it, swallowed her saliva.

"If we do this...will my wife get pregnant?"

"Ok?"

"Well... they are the kind of people who drifted here from outside. They are the kind of people who will give birth to children as long as they do it..."

Guinevere's voice gradually faded away.

"My husband is talking about this..."

Morgan thought for a moment and said, "Although I did do it, I still can't give birth to a life."

"We fairies are the spirits of planets, the tentacles of nature, and we do not have the ability to reproduce like humans."

"Moreover, according to the lifespan of fairies and the way they continue their lives, they do not particularly need to waste their physical functions by reproducing offspring to maintain the health of their species."

Having said this, Morgan paused slightly.

"But...if..."

Morgan subconsciously clenched her slender fingers and said, "If my husband really wants to have a child with me, I can give it a try..."

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PS: Let me explain, this is the arrangement. As for whether it will be sent in the end, it depends on the situation...

Pseudo·Chapter 131~From now on, the king will not hold court early in the morning?

"…We are not yet at the point where we have to have a baby…"

Guinevere has read many books about humans and has an inexplicably complex feeling towards children as a form of life.

On the one hand, children symbolize the fruition of love and the continuation of life.

On the other hand, once you have a child, you are destined to grow old.

It’s not that Guinevere is afraid of aging, but he is not mentally prepared for it in terms of his status and psychology.

The lifespan of fairies is exceptionally long, and as long as their purpose does not diminish, they can live for a very long time.

Besides, it had only been three years since his generation was born from the Albion dragon skeleton in the Mirror Lake District. He didn't have the courage to have a child so soon.

"That's it."

Morgan also knew how outrageous it was for a fairy to give birth to a child, so he baffled the topic.

But... the fact that I can't have children... is still a little disappointing.

"...Okay, I've almost finished cleaning here. Is it my turn to clean my husband now?"

"No, no need, I've already washed it clean, there's no need to wash it again..."

Guinevere really couldn't stand his wife swaying in front of him so nonchalantly in this situation, so he could only try his best to turn his gaze away.

"My husband...? You look so weird?"

Morgan noticed Guinevere's constantly avoiding gaze and soon realized something.

There was an ambiguous smile on her charming face.

“Huh…ho~~”

Her chest, which was not too plump, but maintained the most suitable size and the most beautiful shape, stood slightly upright. Morgan leaned her face closer to her beloved husband and exhaled a breath of seductive hot air.

"... Could it be... that you want it again~~?"

She dipped her fingertips, which were warmed by the pool water, into the water and gently touched her husband's soft and flat abdomen to find his reactive handle.

"No... No... It doesn't matter what happens to me. My wife has to attend court in the morning. No, this cannot continue..."

Guinevere certainly felt it, but between reason and desire, he chose the former. Although his breathing became disordered due to the active attack from his beloved wife, he still struggled with the pleasure and spoke intermittently.

"Morning court...?"

Morgan smiled slightly, and her stunning face, which could be described as stunningly beautiful, revealed the playfulness of a winter queen who dominated all things and treated them as playthings.

Her Majesty the Queen didn’t know if it was her illusion, but she suddenly felt like she had become the prey of her beloved wife.

The slender and smooth legs outlined by graceful curves were placed on Guinevere's body, and Morgan found the trick to get started easily.

"Hey...it doesn't matter. How can such a small matter as the morning court be as important as my husband~?"

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Although this is true, Morgan did not miss the morning court in the end.

They had been waiting for a while and were still wondering why even His Majesty was starting to be late, but the goblins could no longer control their mouths that were only born for the so-called fun.

"...It's really rare that even people as punctual as His Majesty and His Highness would be late..."

Aurora said through the light screen projection.

"Did something happen? Or was there something important that was discussed for a long time?"

The goblin knight Gawain frowned slightly. According to the living habits of those two people, it is indeed unlikely that they would do something like staying in bed.

So maybe he was simply delayed by something.

"Hmm, maybe it's not that kind of thing."

Spriggan said with a fake smile.

"What does Lord Spriggan think?"

Aurora asked.

"Perhaps it is simply because Your Majesty and Your Highness were too tired from working last night."

Even though he guessed something in his heart, Spriggan didn't dare to say it in public. Otherwise, even though he was still in Norwich, he might be beheaded and hung on a street lamp at the port tomorrow.

"Hmm...it's not a bad thing anyway."

Ainsel still had a faint smile on his face, as if he had anticipated everything that would happen in the future.

“Oh my, Master Ainsel, what’s going on…?”

"Your Majesty and Your Highness are deeply in love, and the night is short, so it is understandable that they are greedy."

Ainsel said something that ordinary fairies couldn't understand at all.

Several clan leaders were somewhat confused about this, but some of the ambassadors and ministers below understood what Ainsel was saying, which sounded almost explicit.

However, due to the life threat posed by the demon string of a certain princess, even if they tried their best to tell such an interesting thing, they had to consider carefully whether they could grow a second head or a second body.

"Humph."

The fairy knight Tristan snorted coldly and was not affected at all by the whispering of the fairies.

"……No way."

The fairy knight Lancelot frowned slightly and muttered to himself subconsciously.

But...even if it was unexpected, it was also reasonable.

Guinevere and His Majesty are truly a couple... There's nothing surprising about a couple doing this kind of thing.

But she still clenched her fists unconsciously.

The thought of Guinevere and His Majesty...she...

Ten minutes later, the Queen of Winter walked up to the throne from the side door with her unique rhythmic and crisp footsteps as usual.

However, Her Majesty the Queen, who almost everyone was accustomed to holding hands with His Majesty and sitting on the throne together, did not appear with Morgan's arrival.

...It's really strange.

Almost everyone's expression changed to varying degrees.

After the secretary's routine opening remarks, the Fairy Knight Gawain could not help but ask: "Your Majesty, Queen Guinevere..."

"...Oh, my husband is not feeling well, so I let him rest in the bedroom today."

"........."

The ministers sitting on the throne were silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

The pretty face of the fairy knight Lancelot beneath the mask was even paler.

The Dragon Fairy could almost guess that the thing she least wanted to see finally came true two years after their marriage.

Come to think of it, they are a serious couple, how could they not do such a thing...

But—but—

The ambassadors and officials below were mostly sighing silently behind their backs, saying that the Queen Demon really did not call the wrong person.

She is indeed worthy of being called the Demon Queen...

This step was taken, but the result was that His Majesty was late for the morning court on the first day.

I’m afraid that in the future I will be late by ten minutes or so every day, and eventually I will simply not attend the morning court at all.

Although it is a good thing for the fairies from an objective point of view, unfortunately, it is the Queen of Winter who rules them and the Fairy Kingdom. The cruel queen never just wields the bloody iron whip in the court. If they give up the morning court, it is really hard to imagine how the increasingly licentious and tyrannical Majesty will treat them in the future.

But speaking up now would undoubtedly be a dead end.

There was no way out. The fairies, fearing the cruel winter, could only remain quiet and silently hope that things would not be as bad as they thought.

There was nothing else to do. After the morning court session ended, Morgan turned around and left the throne without a trace of reluctance.

But after this morning court session, rumors will spread throughout Britain, not just in Camelot.

However, Morgan also knew what kind of people these goblins were, so he simply ignored them.

It was just like what she said herself...How could the morning court be as important as her beloved husband?

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Morgan didn't lie, Guinevere was really resting and catching up on sleep in the palace.

The warm purple bed returned to its original dry, clean and smooth state, except for the young man on the bed who was naked, with his black hair casually scattered on the bed, his starry eyes closed, and his breathing steady and long.