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Milk Princess (Light Novel) - Volume 3, Prologue
Volume 3, Prologue
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“Sherris will now work as Akira’s personal maid.”
This was the tallest tower of the royal palace in the Courreges Queendom’s capital of Belhazzar.
The royal family used it as their living space and a boy named Akira was seated on a sofa in the salon there. He was enjoying some afternoon tea with the queen and princesses.
After sipping elegantly at her tea, Queen Christina Theresia Gatomaritie spoke up as if she had just remembered something.
She was past thirty yet was rumored to be the most beautiful woman on the continent. Her lustrous brown hair, exotic eyes, and almost transparently white skin gave her a superhuman beauty that would win the heart of anyone who saw her. Her curvy body gave off a mature sex appeal, she wore a white dress over that, and she smiled kindly while looking to the boy and her daughters.
“Why bring that up all of a sudden?”
“And isn’t Sherris already taking care of Akira?”
Christina’s daughters – Princesses Stella Lily Gatomaritie and Rosemary Angelica Gatomaritie – looked puzzled by her suggestion.
She set down her teacup and continued with a somewhat serious expression.
“After what happened the other day, I was thinking Sherris should focus on looking after him. What do you think?”
Akira had been treated very kindly by the princesses and their mother after saving the two girls from imprisonment, but he had been attacked by someone the other day.
It was Head Maid Sherris who had risked her life to protect him from the assassins.
The criminals had been captured, but the reason for targeting him and who had hired them was still a mystery. But based on the method used, it was likely someone from inside the queendom, which suggested some noble did not like how close the boy was with the princesses and was trying to tear them apart.
Sherris always knew what was going on in the castle and she was quite skilled, so it meant a lot to have her by his side when another attack could happen at any time.
“I would appreciate that, but are you sure?”
“Of course. Now, Sherris, I assume you heard that. Starting immediately, you will serve as Akira’s personal maid. I will have someone else work as the head maid.”
A woman in a white and black maid uniform walked over to the boy, held her hands together in front of her skirt, and bowed.
“Understood. Sir Akira, I will always be serving by your side now, so if you need anything at all, do not hesitate to ask.”
She had often looked after him already, but she had still directly served the royal family as the head maid. Performing all her normal duties while also protecting the boy from assassins would be too much even for her.
“Isn’t that great, Akira? There’s nothing to worry about with Sherris by your side.”
Stella clapped her hands together happily from the sofa next to him.
She had long blonde hair, clear blue eyes, and a doll-like face. She was an elegant and relaxed princess. Her angelic smile was enough to fill him with happiness, so he naturally smiled too.
While he stared at the one princess, he felt a tug on his opposite sleeve.
“But do not let your guard down. You never know what will happen.”
He turned around to see a worried look from Rosemary, the younger princess.
She had curly blonde hair, angled eyes, and could seem domineering. She usually acted prickly, but she was actually very kind and too embarrassed to admit it.
“Thank you very much for your concern.”
“Y-you don’t have to thank me. A wife is supposed to be worried about her husband.”
His thanks made her blush and look the other way.
He had thought she hated him when they first met, but he knew now that her cold behavior was only an act to hide her embarrassment. He thought it was unbearably cute that she was worried for him.
“C’mon, I’m his wife too. …And I am very worried about you.”
When she saw the boy and her sister’s conversation, Stella puffed out her cheeks and clung to his arm, which pressed her age-appropriately-sized breasts against him. The warmth and softness surrounding his upper arm made his heart pound.
What had started as showing their appreciation for saving their lives had eventually developed into demanding that he marry them.
That was why he had been attacked, but it was otherwise a blissful experience.
“Y-yes, I am aware of that. Thank you both.”
He had lost both his parents in war when he was very young and had ended up working as a jailer, so he had never had someone to worry for him like this.
That was why he really did appreciate their good will and kindness.
“My, my. You two really do love him, don’t you? Now, how about I prepare some milk for my adorable Akira?”
The queen had been watching her daughters clinging to the boy’s arms, but now she slowly reached for the chest of her dress. The overwhelming size of her bust was obvious enough while she was dressed, but it was even more so when it popped out of her dress.
The impact of her beautiful tits was so much greater when they were bared, so his eyes were glued to them.
“Mother, I will do that, so you needn’t bother.”
“Don’t be ridiculous, Mary. I will give Akira my milk.”
The princesses pulled down the chests of their own dresses to compete with their mother and pressed their boobs against him from either side.
In this queendom, letting visitors drink your milk was the ultimate form of hospitality, so this always happened during their afternoon tea. Also, they had long since stopped bothering with a cup. They would instead let him drink it directly from their breasts.
“Thank you very much.”
The foreign-raised boy had been shocked by this custom at first, but he was now hooked on their Royal Milk Tea.
“Yes, drink as much as you want.”
“Ahn, s-see? My milk is already coming out.”
Stella and Rosemary started massing their own breasts and pushing them together to get him to drink their milk first, so he ended up looking at them instead. He wanted to look at all of them at once, but then Christina walked in front of the boy seated on the sofa.
“Hee hee. Don’t leave me out. Here, Akira. Drink my milk.”
“Whoa, whoa! Queen Christina!?”
The queen gave the gentle expression of a holy mother as she sexily brushed back her hair and sat on his lap. He tended to focus mainly on her breasts, but her hips had plenty of fat on them and he could also feel her large butt on his lap.
“M-mother, you’re so bold.”
“No fair! Akira’s lap is for me!”
The mother and daughters’ variously-sized breasts were lined up in front of him, making for a stunning sight.
“If you ever need milk, you can always ask me.”
The black-haired woman who had been made his personal maid pressed two soft mounds against the back of his head.
(I’m surrounded by boobs. What did I do to deserve this happiness?)
With attractive titties on all sides, he lost himself in sucking at all of them to compare the flavor of their milk.
