Royal Secret: I'm A Princess!

RUNNING AWAY from Nero made Neoma feel like she was the female lead in a thriller movie where she had to escape from her stalker or something.

Of course, even thriller movies had a romance subplot sometimes.

And, in this case, Ruto was clearly her male lead.

Heh.

[I could already hear Trevor crying if he heard my silly thoughts just now.]

“Neoma, I don’t think Prince Nero is still chasing after us.”

“Ah, is that so?” Neoma asked, slowing down. But she still didn’t let go of Ruto’s hand (and Ruto was carrying the baby god in his other arm). “Then let’s choose a romantic place for our first kiss.”

She already had a place in mind, and they were headed that way.

Of course, it was none other than her favorite place in the Royal Palace– the pavilion by the pond. Hence, Papa Boss made it so only Neoma and her people could enter the place.

“We’re not going to kiss, Neoma.”

“Accidents happen, Ruto.”

“Even so, it wouldn’t be our first kiss.”

“I know, duh,” she said, rolling her eyes. “But it would be our first kiss in this lifetime.” She turned to him with a glare. “Unless you kissed me while I was unconscious or something.”

He scoffed. “I would never do that.”

“Good boy,” she said, then she tugged at his hand as she ushered him to the pavilion by the pond. “No one would disturb us here.”

“Okay…”

When Neoma and Ruto reached the pavilion, the baby god asked Ruto to put him down.

But the baby god’s bum didn’t even touch the floor because he just floated in the air.

“Now you may begin the operation,” Aegiya said, crossing her chubby hands over his chest. “I’m channeling my divine power to Daddy to turn his breath into a nullifying agent to get rid of the Kiss of Death.”

“Okay,” Neoma said, then she gently pushed Ruto against the pillar and slammed her hands on either side of his head. Yes, it was the famous ‘kabedon’ aka ‘wall slam.’ Something wasn’t right, though. “I don’t like that you’re looking down at me, Ruto.”

“I’m not doing it on purpose, Neoma,” Ruto said, sighing. “It can’t be helped that I’m taller than you.”

It was something that she would normally like to hear.

But not now.

“Namoo, make some box for me,” Neoma said, talking to her Wood Spirit. “Make it so I could tower this gentleman here.”

Ruto just looked at her as if he was already done with her antics.

But, at least, he didn’t complain.

Anyway, it only took Namoo to create a wooden box under her feet.

Soon enough, she felt herself getting lifted up until she was towering over Ruto.

“Are you satisfied now?”

Neoma smirked in response to Ruto’s question. “Very. Can I touch your face?”

“I’m supposed to be the one leading this, you know?”

“Nah, the more dominant one should be leading.”

“And you are more dominant than I am?”

“You can’t tell with our positions?”

“I’ll let you touch my face, but let me touch your waist. I need to pull you closer to me.”

“Fine,” she said, shrugging. Then she cupped Ruto’s face between her hands. “You can grab me now.”

Ruto’s face turned red, but he moved his hands to grab her waist. “Tiny…”

“What?”

He immediately shook his head as if he was embarrassed. “No, nothing.”

“Daddy, Mommy, you’re not here to kiss,” the baby god scolded them. “Let’s focus, shall we?”

Neoma and Ruto, who were both embarrassed after getting scolded, nodded.

The baby god then touched Ruto’s shoulder, then Ruto’s entire body quickly got enveloped in a mix of black and bluish lights.

[Ah… this is the power of a god that controls death.]

It was a little suffocating.

[If the God of Death was in his full form, I don’t think I could be standing on my feet in his presence.]

That hurt her pride.

[I need to get stronger to be able to stand proud against a major god soon.]

“Neoma,” Ruto said, gently squeezing her waist– his eyes glowing brightly. “Focus on me.”

Okay… that was so hot that she could only mutter one word.

“Yessir.”

“Close your eyes.”

“You first.”

Ruto sighed, then he closed his eyes.

Neoma then lowered her head and she closed her eyes. Of course, it was only right to lead this moment because she wasn’t used to getting led by the red flag Ruto. “I guess my face is close enough for us to exchange our breath.”

That sounded weird, but whatever.

“I’ll touch your lips, Ruto.”

“Okay.”

[Gosh, he sounds sooo domesticated.]

Neoma touched Ruto’s lower lip, then she gently pulled it down so that his lips were slightly apart. Of course, she also parted her lips to allow Ruto’s ~healing~ breath to enter her mouth.

Soon, she smelled and tasted Ruto’s cool and minty breath.

The energy entering her body through her mouth was refreshing. She could feel the impurity inside her body getting cleansed. It was a strange yet interesting experience to be the one getting purified instead of purifying someone or something.

[This energy… tastes delicious.]

Neoma wanted more.

She felt the same hunger that she would feel every time she saw Darkness.

Her greed took the better of her and, before she knew, her lips were already pressed against Ruto’s lips.

[Ah, fuck.]

Neoma opened her eyes and met Ruto’s glowing dark purple eyes…

… then she slapped her face pretty hard.

Even without looking at the mirror, she knew that the cheek that she slapped turned red. She wouldn’t even be surprised if her hand print was left on her skin.

In fact, she tasted blood in her mouth.

Yes, she didn’t hold back.

“I’m sorry for kissing you without your consent, Ruto,” Neoma said apologetically. Getting carried away wasn’t an excuse for what she had done. “You can punch me, too.”

“Okay,” Ruto agreed, nodding. “But instead of my fist, can I use my lips to “punch” your lips?”ραпdαs `n?ν?| сom

That was fucking cringe-y, but Neoma blushed while laughing. “That sounds like a fair punishment.”

“Then please excuse me.”

Much to her shock, Ruto gently grabbed her by the nape and pulled her face closer to his.

At that point, Neoma already had her eyes closed.

Then her lips crashed against Ruto’s.

[Ah, his lips are soft, warm, and familiar.]

Neoma wanted to savor the moment of her lips being pressed nicely against Ruto’s, but her ex-man was impatient.

Ruto nibbled her lower lip, gently asking her to slightly open her mouth.

Of course, she closed her lips tightly and pulled her face away from him.

She almost laughed when she opened her and saw Ruto’s frustrated expression. He just opened his glowing dark purple eyes. And even without saying anything, she could tell that he was dying to kiss her.

[Gosh, me and my deadly charm.]

“Aegiya,” Neoma said to the baby god. “The scene is about to be R18.”

The baby god let out a sigh. “The Kiss of Death branded on your soul is almost gone. Keep up the good work.”

And, just like that, the baby god disappeared.

Neoma turned back to Ruto to tease him, but she was surprised when he suddenly pressed his lips against hers.

[Aww… look at him being impatient and all.]

Neoma licked Ruto’s lips, her tongue probing him to open his mouth.

Ruto did open his mouth…

… as he let out a low groan.

[Wow… that sounds hot.]

Neoma wrapped her arms around Ruto’s neck, pulling his hair gently to raise his head. Then she closed her eyes as she leaned down– capturing his mouth for a searing kiss.

Ruto kissed her back with as much fervor, his arms wrapped around her waist– pulling her closer to his body.

The kisses they shared were deep, long, and intoxicating.

But Neoma wasn’t satisfied.

It was because the deeper the kiss was, the more refreshing she felt. The energy coming from Ruto was rejuvenating her in the best way possible.

And she liked that feeling.

[More…]

Neoma’s hands landed on Ruto’s shoulders, grabbing them tightly until her nails dug deep into his skin.

On the other hand, Ruto squeezed her waist as if he was trying to keep his hands from wandering around her body.

Gosh, her ex-man was so strict even to himself.

[Is this the part where we use our tongues…?]

At this point, a normal couple should already be breaking the kiss for air.

But not Neoma and Ruto.

Both of them had good stamina and a very good lung capacity.

[Yep, this is the part where we use our tongues.]

It seemed like she wasn’t the only one who thought of that.

But as soon as Neoma’s tongue ~shyly~ touched Ruto’s, both of them felt a feeling so ominous that they had to break the kiss.

Then they looked at each other as if asking, “Did you feel that, too?”

“I think you need to go home now, Ruto.”

Memories that were unfamiliar to her began flooding her head. 𝒷𝓭ℴ𝓋𝓵.𝒸ℴ𝓶

[I… need to sleep.]

Or else she felt like she’d lose her mind.

Ruto, fortunately, seemed like he had an urgent matter to attend to as well. “Good night, Neoma.”

“Good night, Ruto,” Neoma said, sighing. “I don’t think we’d both get a decent sleep tonight, though.”

***

“THE KISS OF DEATH has been erased already from Neoma’s soul.”

Nikolai was relieved to hear that. Then he turned to Mona who was sitting beside him. Just like him, his wife also looked relieved by the good news.

But, of course, they couldn’t be complacent yet.

“How about Neoma’s lifespan?” Nikolai asked worriedly. “How much of it is left?”

“Three years and three months,” the reincarnation of the God of Death said. “That’s only how little lifespan Neoma has to live.”

Nikolai clenched his hands tight.

[Neoma would only be twenty-one in three years’ time.]

He wouldn’t let his daughter die that early.

“Is there a way to extend Neoma’s lifespan?” Mona asked, her voice shaking a bit. “Why does our daughter have such as short lifespan?”

Nikolai and Mona weren’t prepared by what they heard from the god.

***

<“PRINCESS NEOMA, we have returned to offer you a deal…”>

Neoma stopped walking when three pairs of red eyes blocked her way.

[Gods.]

Minor gods, to be precise.

Ah, fuck.

What bad timing.

She really felt like she was going to lose her mind.

Even without looking at a mirror, she could tell that her eyes that were already red were currently glowing menacingly.

[I have to control myself.]

But how…?

“I know I’m already stronger than minor gods,” Neoma said, laughing as if she had just lost her mind. “But why are you so weak?”

There must be something wrong with her.

Because how come Neoma could see the weaknesses of the gods in front of her?

[And what’s this strong urge to kill them…?]

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