Earning the Love of a Princess-Chapter 283: Violet: He Watches

That night however, to Violet’s shock and chagrin, it was Ilse that Prince Leo chose to dance with after the dinner plates were cleared from the tables.

The two of them made a striking looking couple in the dance floor as they danced to tune after tune. Violet could hear several admiring courtiers commenting on how gracefully they moved together. Even the dumpy Queen Celia was smiling appreciatively at the pair.

Violet had to remain in her seat and smile as is she didn’t have a care in the world, when her jaw still ached and her head throbbed with fury.

The next morning, it was Ilse that Prince Leo approached with a broad smile and invited for a long stroll in the gardens. He never once glanced at Violet or looked like he’d considered inviting her instead.

Violet was left behind. She silently watched the smiling couple from a window of a second floor gallery, eyes burning with jealousy. Ilse had her hand tucked in the crook of the prince’s arm as the two of them walked between the rows of hedges. Their heads were bent close together as they talked and gestured. Leo looked genuinely content in Ilse’s company, throwing his head back and roaring with laughter several times.

Violet remembered the single time she’d walked with the prince and how stilted their exchange of words had been. Actually, calling it an exchange was exaggerating, she seethed. She’d carried the entire conversation in an effort to make him engage with her. But Leo had sounded rather bored the whole time and after a few awkward minutes, had simply ordered her to open her dress for him.

To him, forcing her to humiliate herself by doing unmaidenly acts seemed more entertaining than actually talking to her.

It sickened Violet to her soul to admit it, but there was a sense of intimacy and genuine affection between the couple she was now looking down on. Her sister looked like she’d formed an actual bond with the prince, something that Violet hadn’t yet managed to do.

Yes, Leo had seemed to enjoy her body well enough the previous day, but there was nothing of the interest in her as a person that he seemed to show in Ilse. In comparison with the warmth and courtesy he was lavishing on her twin, Violet’s encounter with Leo felt, well, cheap.

As if she were some rushed, dirty secret he had to keep behind closed doors. Her sister on the other hand, was clearly worthy of being seen alongside him by the court.

Violet remembered scoffing when Ilse had first told her that Prince Leo actually cared about her.

It seemed Ilse did in fact have a hold on the man.

Violet was determined to break it. She vowed that for once in her life, she would not not come off second best against her twin. Especially not when the prize for winning was great wealth.

- - -

Violet was summoned Leo to spend a second afternoon in his presence chamber the following week. She considered this a very positive sign and was in a cheerful mood in the days that followed. She’d clearly pleased the notoriously fickle prince so much that he wanted her again.

The only thing that made her anxious was trying to guess what he’d make her do to please him this time. Would she have to kneel before him again? She still squirmed with embarrassment when she remembered doing it the first time.

On the agreed day, the same young page ushered her into Leo’s apartments, where she immediately saw the prince sprawled out on a couch.

Violet felt her mouth turn dry. Despite his many faults, he was an extremely handsome devil.

Leo didn’t smile. He merely gestured to an armchair positioned directly in front of him. "Take your gown off and sit down."

Violet raised her brows. His abrupt requests would take any lady some getting used to. He started shifting impatiently on the couch so she quickly started pulling at the laces at her back.

After a couple of moments, her gown lay in a puddle at her feet. Carefully stepping out of it, Violet perched on the armchair before him in only her chemise, quivering in anticipation.

"Good. Now open your legs and touch yourself while I watch." the prince ordered.

"W-what?" Violet simply stared at him, the shock of his words making the pit of her belly drop to the floor when she realised he’d spoken in all seriousness.

"Are you hard of hearing, Lady Violet? Or do you simply struggle to follow instructions?"

"But my lord...I don’t know - I don’t do that! No lady-" she stammered in horror.

"Yes, yes. A true, chaste lady doesn’t to that." Leo rolled his eyes. "But it’s what will arouse me. And you do want to arouse me, don’t you? Isn’t that why you’re here?"

Violet nodded mutely.

"Very well then. Touch yourself. Watching will please me immensely and set you apart from the others. I sense you’re a little more adventurous then the typical boring court lady." he winked at her as if they were friends in an innocent adventure.

Violet could feel her face glowing crimson as she slowly hitched up her chemise and parted her thighs. She brushed her fingers against her inner thigh but didn’t have any idea what to do.

He did, though.

The prince went on to give her very clear and lewd instructions on how he wanted to see her stroking herself. He watched her fingers ravenously the entire time, occasionally muttering for her to touch herself differently. So she did.

He also ordered her to tell him which touches she enjoyed the most. She did that also.

After what felt like an age, Leo stood up in front of Violet, unlaced his trousers and commanded to stroke his cock with one hand while she continued to touch herself with the other.

Violet felt like the most sinful creature alive but at the same time, seeing the prince staring at her almost helpless with lust filled her with pride. Her shame and her excitement dueled within her.

Eventually Leo grabbed her chin roughly and pulled her closer to his cock. Without protest, Violet took him into her mouth again, remembering how he liked to be licked. She didn’t complain once while he pulled at her braids and her jaw started aching.

Hell, she even managed to smile after she’d been forced to swallow the disgusting hot fluid he left in her mouth.

"Very good. Now you can have your reward, Lady Violet." he crooned while lacing up his trousers again.

What was it about the man’s tone that always managed to say her name, yet make it sound like mockery?

Leo indicated she should sit back on the armchair and open her legs before him again.

Violet did so immediately, her arousal leaping to new heights. He’s going to touch me again, she told herself as he knelt between her thighs.

The moment her started stroking her with the pads of his fingers, she moaned. Each touch felt like a hot spark on Violet’s sensitive flesh. Soon, she was gripping the chair’s arms and panting uncontrollably.

"Beg me for your pleasure." she heard him murmur. When Violet opened her eyes, she saw him smugly watching her blushing, slack jawed face. "Tell me how you want more."

"It isn’t...proper..." Violet tried whimpering but the prince refused to listen to her protests. He instead slowed his touches, which made her almost cry with frustration.

By the end of the whole ordeal, Violet was begging incoherently as her hips squirmed frantically against his hand. Her screams sounded nearly hysterical when the sweet, scorching pleasure crashed through her and made her convulse.

She slumped back on the armchair and tried to catch her breath, feeling completely wrung out.

The very next moment, Leo simply stood up and gestured to the door. "You need to leave now. I have to attend a meeting with my army captains."

"What?" Violet was still lightheaded.

"I need you to leave." he repeated flatly, picking up her gown and dropping it onto her lap.

Shocked by his abrupt change in his mood, Violet pushed herself to a standing position. She quickly pulled her gown back on but couldn’t reach the laces down her back.

"My lord...your help, if you please..." she’d whispered. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Leo had nearly left the room when heard her plea and turned around. He scowled briefly when he saw she was asking for his help. He started pulling the laces, working his way up her back. By the time he finished, he’d laced her so tightly, she could barely breathe.

Violet wasn’t about to complain. "My lord, when will I see you again?"

The prince shrugged nonchalantly. "I’ll let you know when I can find the time."

The next moment, Violet found herself in the corridor, Leo’s doors shut tightly behind her. As she walked away back to the gardens on slightly trembling legs, her thoughts were churning rapidly.

Something has changed in between the equilibrium between her and the prince. Whereas it had originally been her dictating the pace of their interactions and keeping him on a leash, he had now taken the upper hand. The pleasure he gave her was intense but it also weakened her ability to think coldly and rationality.

I need to gain the upper hand with that man again, Violet brooded. He has to serve my purpose, not the other way around. Otherwise, I’m no better that the other women he’s in the habit of stringing along.