Village Head's Debauchery

“You can say that the only reason she is regarded with so much respect is because only she is capable of controlling the resources of the garden. Although she holds more authority than all five major clans combined, another thing is that she does not interfere with the affairs of the kingdom or care about who succeeds the throne, as long as it doesn’t bring harm to the garden. As for how strong she is, we haven’t been stupid enough to try to find out, so no one knows,” Queen Selene explained, sharing everything they knew about the Princess of the Garden and the Garden.

Orion’s frown deepened. ‘If even the Prismerian Kingdom has no idea who she is, then what could be her identity?’ Orion thought, realizing that uncovering the identity of the Princess of the Garden might be more complicated than he initially assumed.

“We have tried asking her about her identity, Mr. Orion, but she has never responded to such a question. I’m afraid that we may never find out her identity or how she arrived here, so there’s no need for you to stress yourself about such an issue,” Queen Selene said with a light sigh, as if she could easily see through Orion’s thoughts.

“If you are worried about something bad happening to the nymph that came with you, then rest assured, the Princess of the Garden will not let anything bad happen to her. We might not know who she is, but I can definitely affirm that she is not as evil as you might be thinking.”

Despite the fact that he already knew the Princess of the Garden intimately and was merely focused on her history and identity because she was soon going to become the mother of his children, Orion nodded in understanding at Queen Selene’s words. After all, it wasn’t as though he could tell her that.

“There is one more question that I would like to ask,” Orion said.

He watched as Queen Selene nodded in response and continued, “How long has the Princess of the Garden been in charge of taking care of this Garden?”

“The Princess of the Garden has always been in charge of the garden since 7000 years ago,” Queen Selene responded, wondering why Orion seemed so interested in the Princess of the Garden.

Orion gulped. ‘That long,’ he thought.

However, at this point, he was beginning to have some doubts about how long the Prismerions had been trapped in this mountain since there was no way they could have accurately kept track of their time here right at the beginning when they had just settled down. .𝙘𝒐𝒎

So, it would only mean that seven thousand years was just an estimation.

The more Orion thought about it, the more he began to think that it might be true. Nonetheless, he opened his lips to ask more questions, but he was suddenly interrupted by a resounding sound coming from the door.

“It seems that this meeting will have to come to an end for now, Mr. Orion,” Queen Selene said with a light smile before she uncrossed her legs and proceeded to stand up from her seat.

“I’ll see you later, Mr. Orion,” Queen Selene added as she withdrew her eyes from Orion and walked out of the room, opening and closing the door behind her.

In the room, Orion slumped back in his seat. He glanced at the tray of fruits on the table before extending his hand to grab a piece and take a bite.

Unexpectedly, as Orion decided to take a moment to rest and absorb the information he had just received, the door was abruptly pulled open once more, catching his attention.

“Elysia,” Orion said as he regarded the woman who had just entered the room and now stood in front of him.

“The Queen has sent me to take care of your orders,” Elysia responded, bowing respectfully toward Orion.

Orion noticed her slight trembling form, and he called out to her, “Elysia.” Her body trembled even more, and her head tilted further toward the ground. But Orion continued, “Take a seat.”

A brief period of silence enveloped the room for a moment before Elysia quietly nodded her head and took a seat. Her face, however, remained pointed toward the ground as she waited for Orion to speak.

“You know, I don’t think it’s healthy for you to feel so stressed as it might also harm the baby,” Orion said with a faint smile.

He observed as Elysia suddenly raised her head and stared at him with wide eyes.

“How did you know?” she spoke in surprise before quickly covering her mouth with her hands.

Orion raised an eyebrow at her words before he narrowed his eyes. “So you’re already aware that you’re pregnant?” he asked.

Elysia swallowed, leaving her throat dry as she responded, “Yes.”

Orion observed her fidgeting body and couldn’t help but wonder if she was more worried about the pregnancy, the circumstances surrounding it, or his new position in the Kingdom.

Unable to discern the answer at the moment, he decided to continue their conversation in his room.

“Let’s go to my room and have a proper conversation,” Orion said as he rose from his seat and walked out of the room, with Elysia nodding her head and quickly following behind him.

As they made their way, he began to realize why their attires seemed so familiar, becoming convinced that they must have borrowed some ideas from humans.

He also pondered when Merida would arrive and contemplated how he could extract more information from the Princess of the Garden about her identity.

Now that things were like this, Orion wanted to get answers to his burning questions, hoping for a better understanding of what had transpired during the Invasion and how the world had morphed into its current state.

Without this knowledge, he couldn’t fathom returning peacefully to his previous life in the village.

Orion pondered the old saying, ‘Ignorance is bliss,’ shaking his head wearily, a sigh escaping his lips.