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Upload Time ： March 26, 2025
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Tags ： Fallen Princess、Long Series
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Holy Radiance Royal Military Academy, the military heart of the empire, its towering walls and robust fortifications guarding the empire's territories. Countless strategists and elite soldiers have emerged from here, fighting for the glory of the empire.
The "Supreme Pearl" slowly descended onto the academy's square. Queen Anna, draped in a long, dark cloak, gracefully stepped off the airship. Beneath the cloak was her bikini chainmail, a source of much speculation, crafted from mithril, lightweight yet offering astonishing defense—the pinnacle of royal craftsmanship. However, its revealing style clashed with traditional armor, making it a focal point of discussion.
For the students of Holy Radiance Military Academy, the Queen's arrival was a grand event. Rumors of the Queen's "special" armor had long circulated among them. They revered the Queen's power, yet were curious about her unconventional attire.
General Karon, while outwardly respectful, accompanied Anna as she inspected the honor guard, inwardly plotting how to use this opportunity to further consolidate his power. After the ceremony, he arranged an "informal" exchange with the students. Karon knew Anna's pride and understood that she was not a woman easily manipulated. But he also understood Anna's current predicament—she needed the army's support, and he held the key to that support.
The exchange began, and Karon subtly steered the conversation towards Anna's attire. He used seemingly playful tones, but in reality, he was applying pressure, hinting that Anna should display her "special armor." The atmosphere in the square became delicate and tense, a mix of the students' curiosity, Karon's calculations, and Queen Anna's efforts to maintain her composure. Some observant students noticed a fleeting hint of excitement in the Queen's eyes, and a slight upturn of her lips when Karon mentioned the armor, creating a subtle contrast with her carefully maintained calm expression.
Anna remained silent for a moment, not entirely resistant. She knew Karon's intentions and realized she had few options. But at the same time, a strange excitement spread deep within her. She enjoyed this feeling of being noticed, of being talked about, even if that attention was mixed with levity and disrespect. For the sake of the empire, for the sake of her people, she had to endure this "humiliation," but in that humiliation, there seemed to be an unspeakable pleasure.
Finally, Anna slowly untied the straps of her cloak, and the bikini chainmail shimmered in the sunlight with a cold gleam. Some students gasped, some whispered, and others tried to maintain their military composure, but their eyes couldn't hide their inner shock and curiosity. They noticed that at the moment she unfastened the cloak, the Queen's breathing became slightly faster, and her eyes became brighter, as if anticipating something.
Anna held her head high, striving to maintain her regal bearing. But her slightly flushed cheeks and the gleam in her eyes betrayed her true feelings. This was not entirely against her will; behind the humiliation hid complex emotions that she herself could not understand.
A subtle smile played on Karon's lips as he continued to guide the conversation, prompting the students to ask questions about the details of the attire, most of which were suggestive and flippant. Anna suppressed her complex emotions, mechanically answering, like a puppet on strings. But some observant students noticed that the Queen's tone held a hint of provocation as she answered these questions, and her eyes would occasionally scan the students' faces, seemingly observing their reactions.
This "exchange" was more like a casual street performance. Queen Anna had become a pawn in Karon's hands, manipulated at will. But she was not entirely a victim; behind this humiliation lay a certain forbidden pleasure that she herself could not openly admit. And those observant students became the audience of this performance, silently observing everything, their minds filled with doubt and confusion.
The "Supreme Pearl" slowly descended onto the academy's square. Queen Anna, draped in a long, dark cloak, gracefully stepped off the airship. Beneath the cloak was her bikini chainmail, a source of much speculation, crafted from mithril, lightweight yet offering astonishing defense—the pinnacle of royal craftsmanship. However, its revealing style clashed with traditional armor, making it a focal point of discussion.
For the students of Holy Radiance Military Academy, the Queen's arrival was a grand event. Rumors of the Queen's "special" armor had long circulated among them. They revered the Queen's power, yet were curious about her unconventional attire.
General Karon, while outwardly respectful, accompanied Anna as she inspected the honor guard, inwardly plotting how to use this opportunity to further consolidate his power. After the ceremony, he arranged an "informal" exchange with the students. Karon knew Anna's pride and understood that she was not a woman easily manipulated. But he also understood Anna's current predicament—she needed the army's support, and he held the key to that support.
The exchange began, and Karon subtly steered the conversation towards Anna's attire. He used seemingly playful tones, but in reality, he was applying pressure, hinting that Anna should display her "special armor." The atmosphere in the square became delicate and tense, a mix of the students' curiosity, Karon's calculations, and Queen Anna's efforts to maintain her composure. Some observant students noticed a fleeting hint of excitement in the Queen's eyes, and a slight upturn of her lips when Karon mentioned the armor, creating a subtle contrast with her carefully maintained calm expression.
Anna remained silent for a moment, not entirely resistant. She knew Karon's intentions and realized she had few options. But at the same time, a strange excitement spread deep within her. She enjoyed this feeling of being noticed, of being talked about, even if that attention was mixed with levity and disrespect. For the sake of the empire, for the sake of her people, she had to endure this "humiliation," but in that humiliation, there seemed to be an unspeakable pleasure.
Finally, Anna slowly untied the straps of her cloak, and the bikini chainmail shimmered in the sunlight with a cold gleam. Some students gasped, some whispered, and others tried to maintain their military composure, but their eyes couldn't hide their inner shock and curiosity. They noticed that at the moment she unfastened the cloak, the Queen's breathing became slightly faster, and her eyes became brighter, as if anticipating something.
Anna held her head high, striving to maintain her regal bearing. But her slightly flushed cheeks and the gleam in her eyes betrayed her true feelings. This was not entirely against her will; behind the humiliation hid complex emotions that she herself could not understand.
A subtle smile played on Karon's lips as he continued to guide the conversation, prompting the students to ask questions about the details of the attire, most of which were suggestive and flippant. Anna suppressed her complex emotions, mechanically answering, like a puppet on strings. But some observant students noticed that the Queen's tone held a hint of provocation as she answered these questions, and her eyes would occasionally scan the students' faces, seemingly observing their reactions.
This "exchange" was more like a casual street performance. Queen Anna had become a pawn in Karon's hands, manipulated at will. But she was not entirely a victim; behind this humiliation lay a certain forbidden pleasure that she herself could not openly admit. And those observant students became the audience of this performance, silently observing everything, their minds filled with doubt and confusion.