The princess, on the other hand, cried herself to sleep. The next day, she received a letter from Freen, where she apologized for everything that happened at the viscount's party and asked her to meet, however, she only suggested the place: the royal library, but not a date. Becky noticed this detail and was grateful for it, in short, Freen hoped that she would recover from the emotional blow she had suffered. Becky smiled, that young woman who stole her heart could be really kind.

She allowed herself to hope, hope that Freen wouldn't commit to the viscount and stay with her, or even go with her. Although she was very attracted to the idea of running away with Freen to her kingdom, she was not sure if it would be the best for both of them. What would happen to Freen's mother if they did something like that? She didn't want to hurt her, it wasn't fair.

She sighed heavily. Richie was right to be worried, she was becoming irrational because of love. She couldn't run away with Freen, she couldn't make her betray her mother, she wasn't going to disappoint the queen like that, she had only supported her and been kind. At that moment, the princess realized that there was something important that she had not yet finalized: the alliance between the two kingdoms.

She decided to dress in the most elegant dress she could find, and then at breakfast try to convince Lady Irin to make an appointment with the queen. She at first wanted to accompany Lady Irin to have tea with the queen, however, she flatly refused, as she could not provoke her highness in that way. Lady Irin explained that she had explicitly summoned only her, which could be interpreted as a royal order, therefore, the princess could not accompany her.

Disappointed, she asked Lady Irin to intercede for her to make an appointment with the queen the next day, as she would be visiting the Royal Library. Her friend was clearly interested in her visiting such a place, so she subtly coaxed the information she wanted to know from her, so she confirmed that the princess would meet Freen in that place. She smiled knowingly, and assured Becky that he didn't have to worry, that she would get her a date with the queen.

When Lady Irin arrived at the palace, the queen was waiting impatiently for her, although she noticed that her guest seemed about to tell her something amusing.

"Lady Irin, what a joy that you were able to come," Queen Nam greeted her.

"I could not refuse, Your Majesty."

The conversation between the two did not last long, but long enough for the queen to find out about the meeting between the two lovers, so she discreetly ordered that they have the library to themselves. Lady Irin also learned of the viscount's possible reasons and his rush to marry, although the queen seemed to have things under control, as she was also meeting with Lady Sarocha so that she would not be swayed by Lord Seng, even if they were "family."

That was a busy day for Queen Nam and her subjects, whom she was excited about, she was really happy to help such a unique couple that had formed that season. Both Lady Irin and Miss Sarocha's mother were already aware of what was going on, although Lady Sarocha expressed her concern to the queen as her daughter still did not tell her who had stolen her heart. However, the queen reassured her that she could trust the princess not to do something that would dishonor Miss Freen.

Although her mother was calmed by the queen's words, she could not be said that the princess's thoughts were entirely honorable when the next day, she met Freen in the royal library. Her guards had told her that for that day her library would be available only to her, the queen's honored guest, and her companion, Miss Sarocha.

From that moment on, Becky knew that she would be totally alone with Freen, and with nothing more and nothing less than the queen's blessing. Nothing and no one could interrupt them in that place, which had made her nerves bloom with the expectation of what could happen.

"I thought the princess should know this place before going back to her kingdom," Becky suddenly heard, it was the voice of Freen who smiled sincerely looking at her.

Becky smiled back, though she still looked sad. Freen was unable to contain the urge to pounce on her, she didn't hug her, but she did take her hands before speaking again.

"I've talked to my mother. I don't have to marry Seng. I just wanted you to know... Besides, she also told me to follow my heart, and what my heart wants... is you..."

Freen was lost in Becky's gaze for minutes that seemed eternal, it was a sweet look, she didn't know when she reached out a hand to caress her cheek, finally her princess didn't seem sad, her face had lit up hearing her words.

"My heart belongs to you too, Freen," Becky whispered, bringing her face closer to Freen's.

Her lips met, her tongues too, that desired reunion was finally happening. That wet dance not only activated their furiously pounding hearts, but also her bodies, that strong need to feel each other's skin. They parted with difficulty to get air, Freen, who was experiencing this intense experience for the first time, didn't want it to end, she wanted even more.

Becky was hesitant, she didn't want to sully Freen's honor, they were still two single women, they couldn't go on. But Freen didn't give her time to cool her head, because she once again searched for her lips, catching the princess's neck with her hands, sticking her body to Becky's. She suddenly felt hot, without understanding why, her head was spinning, the only thing she thought about was the exquisite sensation that kissing the princess produced in her.

Becky slowly lost control, pushing Freen against a table that was in the room surrounded by books. Not content with that, she also planted wet kisses on Freen's neck, which made her gasp, a reaction that further stimulated the princess. Only in her dreams had she imagined Freen moaning because of her, so from that moment she didn't hold back. She simply justified herself by arguing that Freen probably wouldn't marry her and therefore she should take advantage of her chance.

Time seemed to stop in that room of the library, the annoying dresses and suffocating corsets were on the floor, the moans were the only sound that reigned in the room, Becky covered Freen's body with devotion; kissing, licking and caressing. She never tired of kissing and kneading that diamond's breasts, and without a doubt, she adored the reactions she caused her.

—Becky... I feel something, different...

She barely murmured those words, since she was overwhelmed with so many pleasant sensations, but the princess herself understood perfectly.

"I understand, I'll make you feel better, Freen," Becky said hoarsely with excitement.

Then, the princess followed the path to heaven, leaving wet kisses behind her, from Freen's chest to her thighs, which she kissed provocatively until they reached the source of her growing moisture. Becky drank that elixir, as Freen lost control of her hips, the princess felt more satisfied, she didn't stop until she stimulated her in such a way that she reached the climax.

She took time to contemplate the beautiful naked body of her beloved, who was still agitated by the spasms from which she was recovering, seeing the soft sway of her breasts as they rose and fell with the rhythm of her breathing was tranquility and excitement to the time. What Becky didn't expect was that Freen would suddenly pounce on her.

"Why so surprised, princess? My teachers have always told me that I learn quickly, so it's time to apply what I've learned," she said, smiling mischievously.

Becky laughed, she was surprised that they had ended up like this, on the floor of the royal library doing something they shouldn't do, but it was too late to regret it. However, she was carried away by Freen's enthusiasm, who curiously discovered her weak points for herself. To her surprise, she soon found herself moaning with genuine pleasure from a young woman who, for an inexperienced woman, had incredible intuition.

She didn't expect the way she touched it to stimulate her so much, nor did she expect her tongue to be as nimble as her brush. During those hours they both immersed themselves in her bubble of love and pleasure, getting to know the other's body, without thinking about the consequences or the future. After that day, neither would want to be separated from the other, so sooner or later, they will have to make decisions that will change their lives forever.