Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 383

Chapter 383: The Happy Husband and Wife
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Vela and Asura found themselves perched on the castle walls, a serene silence enveloping them. The crimson glow of the city below painted a peaceful picture, their intertwined hands squeezed tight, a symbol of their growing bonds.

“Hey, Asura?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you remember what you told me before? That this life is just a temporary reprieve?” Vela asked, resting her head on Asura’s shoulder.

His eyes widened for a moment, feeling her arm grasping his. Asura thought she might have forgotten when he mentioned this in passing. However, he couldn’t lie to his wife, turning to look at her beautiful face, dyed a maroon colour from the shrinking sunlight. “Ah, it’s true, though it could last a while. There will come more conflict from the north, east or elsewhere.”

“Can’t we just live in peace?” Vela’s question was a natural one. This war-torn world was something that she experienced in Romnatica, but now, she wanted nothing more than to live with her husband and family. To protect the country, she will son rule, avoiding the needless death of people on either side.

“I wish,” Asura let out a sigh, knowing that the world couldn’t be changed so easily. The Abyss, Fallen Sun cult, Emerald Empire, and even the monster kingdoms served as a threat. Then Xavida’s uncle would surely come at some point. “But, we can try.”

Vela nodded, raising her head to gaze into his eyes. “Will you help me? Make Silvara, at least, a kingdom where there are no starving children?”

“Of course,” Asura placed his hand on her cheek, bringing her in for a kiss.

The future was uncertain, but one thing was clear. Since Vela started to grow as a monarch, Asura swore to support her no matter what her choices. If she wished to become a tyrant to dominate all, he would become a sword that cut down all in her path. Though it seemed he didn’t need to worry about this, because Vela wanted the best for her people.

War would only drain the nation’s resources and take the lives of her most loyal knights and followers.

“If it wasn’t for you, Asura. I would be terrified of facing the future alone.” Vela whispered, snuggling up to him. “Back then, when I asked you to look at me, it made me so nervous. The idea of ruling a country by myself filled me with dread, and the only person who made me feel at ease was you.”

“Hmm?”

“At first, although I thought you were attractive, I didn’t like you as a man. It made me so angry that you were so strong, and each time we fought, you would grow stronger, learn my movements even copy them… Yet, somewhere, that rivalry and anger turned into respect and love, haha. It’s funny just how stupid I was as a princess to expose my feelings and vulnerable sides to you. Imagine you were someone trying to make use of me… But instead. You changed me, Asura. With your words, actions, guidance and affection. I now feel like I can take on the world.”

Asura smiled, listening to her heartfelt words. He knew she had grown from a spoiled princess into a leader, and her growth was so fast that he couldn’t help but admire her. “You’ve done a great job so far.” Asura didn’t lie, from the moment he noticed her starting to take her steps, some of them away from him, different from what he might pursue, but he wanted to see where or how she might grow and change.

‘Thus, I changed myself, let her face dangers to observe how this lovely woman would grow.’ Asura placed his hand against her cheek, softly squishing her smooth flesh while placing his thumb on her juicy, red lips.

“Your makeup looks beautiful. Did you want to make me fall for you again?”

“Haha, maybe.” She teased, licking his thumb.

“Oh?” Asura raised a brow, smirking at her playful behaviour. “So, you’re trying to seduce me after losing to me?”

“Losing?”

Asura leaned in, whispering into her ear, “I won the battle, and I can take you whenever I want.”

“Hmph.” Vela puffed her cheeks, acting cute; Asura found that in the past, she might have imitated the other girls when they were intimate together. However, Vela seemed to have started to find her voice, path and style.

She no longer needed to imitate the others. Instead, Vela would create her charm.

“So, what will you do then, husband? Take me right here? For everyone to see?”

Asura laughed, gazing towards the city and palace below, seeing the guards patrolling the city streets. He scooped her in his arms as she squealed the sound, attracting a few nearby guards; however, they only saw the empty place where the couple sat a moment before. Because the pair were now flying through the air, with his princess sitting in his arms, he flew towards the castle.

“I’ll make you regret challenging me.”

Vela gulped, her eyes glistening with anticipation. “I’m looking forward to it, Asura.”

“Good,” Asura chuckled, landing in front of the castle. He walked towards the entrance, greeting the guards, “Evening, Captain.”

“G-good evening, Your Highnesses!”

The female guards saluted, not daring to look Asura in the eyes. It seemed quite daunting to see him carrying Vela in a princess carry, her head buried in Asura’s chest while seeming to rest. They didn’t know what the couple were doing before, and the rumours about how close and affectionate the pair were had long spread throughout the castle.

Asura gave them a smile and a nod. He appreciated how hard the people who guarded the castle worked. His steps echoed as they returned to their room, the words of the two knights reaching his ears.

“Did you hear the princess is carrying a child!”

“Really! How wonderful, but isn’t it soon!? I guess the pair must truly belong together for such a blessing.”

“I wonder if we’ll be guarding a little prince or princess in the near future.”

Asura chuckled, glancing down at the woman in his arms. Vela seemed to have nodded off, her light snoring quite adorable, while she muttered about him and winning the duel. “Such a silly girl. Why did you force yourself to keep fighting and get so tired?” He placed his finger on his chin, wondering.

“Well, she did lose.”

“Guess I’ll have to make sure to apologise to the others for not coming home tonight.”

“Then, I’ll have to make sure to spoil her,” Asura chuckled, shaking his head.

With a spring in his step, he began to hum a gentle and soothing tune as the skies turned dark, the only sources of light from torches and the black and white flickers from the shattered sword.

***

“Hmm, ah, Asura, what…” Vela opened her eyes, waking up in a familiar room, her husband’s scent lingering on the bedsheets, enveloping her in a comfortable warmth.

The morning air blew through the open windows, and the scenes of last night and how she acted so shamelessly revived in her mind as she felt his muscular arms wrapped around her waist. Her face flushed red, recalling how Asura didn’t go easy on her, dominating her body and making her submit to him, not only in the arena but also in the bedroom.

“You’re awake,” Asura mumbled, turning his handsome face on the pillow and watching the embarrassed princess with a wide grin on his face.

“Idiot… you, are you trying to kill me!? I can still feel something in my….”

With a loud smack, Asura chuckled, his hand stroking the soft buttocks of his wife. “Well, you made another bet and acted all arrogant.”

“Argh, idiot. How can I fight you in such a state?” Vela pouted, burying her head in his chest.

“Haha, I guess I was a little too harsh, but don’t you feel refreshed? Who would have thought you had such a cute habit.”

“Sh-shut up. Idiot!”

“Hehe, but I won’t do it every night, alright?”

“Good. You better not.” Vela warned, poking his toned and muscled chest.

“You really are adorable. My Vela,” Asura chuckled, leaning in for a kiss.

“Morning, princess, are you awake?” A cheerful voice came from outside, knocking on the door. It was the sound of the morning maid who normally fixed their meals and clothes.

“Ah… Bella, don’t come in yet!” Vela panicked, covering herself under the sheets.

“Huh, why, Your Highness?”

“Uhh, Asura, quick, hide that thing…!” She rolled on his chest and covered him in the quilt she obviously stole during the night, her narrowed amber eyes looking down at him with a sharp glare. “Hmph… don’t get big, we don’t have time for more..”

“Sorry, princess.” Bella opened the door, walking in with a tray of fresh fruit and milk.

“H-hurry, Asura, quickly hide it,” Vela whispered, trying to keep the quilt over his crotch, causing Asura to chuckle before finding a soft, warm and wet place to slot himself, to hide it from the incoming maid.

“Agu…ahh… you… don’t… I said!” Vela gritted her teeth, trying to resist the pleasure.

“Princess!?”

“I’m fine, Bella… I’m fine!” Vela glared at Asura, poking his forehead, before he whispered in her ear, “If you hate it so much, why are you gripping onto me in such a soft and desperate way?”

“Idiot, Asura… mmmn, Bella, just leave the tray, and I’ll call you when we’re ready.”

“Are you alright, princess? Do you need a doctor? You look a little… Prince Asura!?” Bella gasped, noticing a hand reaching from under the quilt, pulling Vela back, her breasts squished against Asura’s chest.

“I’m alright, Bella, I’m fine.”

“Princess, please forgive me for disturbing you!” The maid’s face turned bright red as she realised what was happening; her actions like a rabbit stared at by a wolf, she fled the room.

“Hahaha, Bella, wait…”

Vela sighed, hearing the door slam shut. “Asura, you idiot, we can’t do it now.”

“Oh? But it seems like you’re enjoying it.”

“No, stop… mmph, idiot. I have things to do, and my rear still hurts.”

“Alright, alright, I won’t move fast. Let’s just use the front like this.” Asura chuckled, holding the princess in his arms.

“J-Just once… okay?”

“Hmm, once, huh? Alright, just once.” Asura kissed the tip of her nose, lifting her hips while her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Idiot… I know you won’t stick with… Nnn! I hate that I love you so much!”

***

“We’re Late!!!” A slightly angry tone echoed as two people dashed down the palace hallways. Vela’s face was bright red as she ran ahead, leaving Asura behind.

“Ah, wait, Vela.”

“Hmph, idiot. How can we show up like this!?” She glanced back, wearing a long-sleeved dress to hide the marks on her wrists, neck and chest, along with the bruises on her thighs. “How was that just once… you damn monster!”

Asura scratched his cheek, seeing her pout, acting adorable. “Sorry, sorry, but you enjoyed it.”

“I… Idiot, just wait till the others hear about this.”

“Won’t they get jealous of you and then ask for the same thing?”

“Argh, Asura, just shut up and walk faster; we’re late. I can’t believe I slept with you again! Why do I have such a horny husband.”

“Hey, hey, Vela, I’m not the one who asked for round two… or three.”

“Shut up! Follow me, don’t speak back! Good?” Vela’s glare made Asura chuckle; the pair had gone at it for a few hours, and although he promised just once, neither of them stopped after that. “Tsk, we really are rabbits.”

“Well, rabbits are adorable, and you’re the most beautiful rabbit in the world.”

Vela’s face turned even more red, hearing his cheesy words. “Idiot, just walk faster; the others must be waiting for us. I can’t believe I almost let you fool me again!”