The Villainous Noblewoman Is About to Be Forced into Love, Isn’t This Wrong?

Before Liana could voice her refusal, Loraviel had already closed the door.

Having come all this way, and given the situation, Liana felt powerless to change anything.
"I didn't expect you to be so proactive. Could it be that you have fallen for me?" Liana teased.
"Not at all," Loraviel responded earnestly, her heart not in the words.

Loraviel calmed herself and decided to maintain the status quo, but knew she still had to stand her ground.
Though they had only been together for two months, Loraviel knew that Princess Liana had always been disguising her true self. If she agreed now, it might create such opportunities in the future or might even lead to her leaving Liana's side.
Choosing between occasional satisfaction or constant contentment, Loraviel was clear on her choice.

Moreover, Princess Liana had her reasons for her disguise, so it was natural for Loraviel not to disrupt her.
If Princess Liana truly didn't give her a chance, like yesterday when she had taken action, Loraviel would certainly seize it.
So for now, it was best to let Princess Liana continue to think she was in fear of her, allowing more chances for such intimate encounters.

Now was also the time to slowly point out the oddities about Princess Liana, who surely wanted to use a forceful approach to maintain her identity. This would give Loraviel an advantage.
Plan success!
But Loraviel was not just settling for this; she felt an awakening of something within her.

To be perfect, irreplaceable, to make Princess Liana unable to leave her.
To make Princess Liana remember her, to ensure that Liana would not seek other women.
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So she would maintain the status quo, increasing Liana's dependence on her, making it clear to Liana that having her alone was enough.
So at this moment...
Liana could feel Loraviel's hands trembling.

Her hands were shaking?
Was it fear?
"I just realized the mistake I made... I shouldn't have been defiant," Loraviel said, her voice trembling. "If there’s anything you are dissatisfied with or angry about, punish me. I alone will bear it."
Seeing Loraviel like this, Liana also became angry, thinking of Loraviel's family, as she knew how much Loraviel valued her mother.

But there shouldn’t be any major issues now, since Liana had already asked Mepeilu to assist.
"It’s good you realize your mistake."
"Thank you for your forgiveness, Princess Liana."

"But, where have you been all day? Are you feeling unwell?" Liana asked.
She hadn’t seen Loraviel when she went to open the door and only noticed her absence when she returned for dinner.
Even though the priestess had checked and it was clearly stated in the original story that Loraviel was immune to poisons, Liana was still worried about potential accidents.

"A bit, but after resting for the day, I have recovered a lot. Thank you for your concern, Princess Liana."
"Is there anything else bothering you? Should I ask the priestess to check on you again? I don't want to look for another maid," Liana said.

Princess Liana was indeed worried about her.

"There’s no major issue now. I can complete the tasks by myself. I will work even harder," Loraviel declared.
This was her Liana, and she didn't want others to see Liana like this.
She treasured this like a personal possession, the master she served, having Liana to herself was enough.

"That’s more like it," Liana nodded satisfactorily.
Loraviel stepped forward, moistened Liana’s body with warm water, and after applying shampoo, began to wash her hair.
"How is the pressure, Princess Liana?"

"Good," Liana enjoyed Loraviel's gentle touch.
Liana actually hated washing her hair, as it was long and plentiful, making it troublesome. But with Loraviel's help, it had become much easier; she just had to sit back and enjoy.
"Princess Liana, close your eyes. I’m going to rinse now," Loraviel said.

"Okay." Liana closed her eyes.
Warm water flowed down Liana's body, washing away the foam from her hair.
Just when Liana thought it was over and was about to stand up, Loraviel's hands pressed on her shoulders.

"Princess Liana, next is your back scrub. I will do my best," Loraviel said.
"Okay." It seemed Loraviel was truly scared, becoming so proactive.
The sponge gently caressed Liana's smooth back. Perhaps due to nervousness, the sponge slipped from Loraviel’s hand, and her fingertips lightly touched Liana's back.

It felt like a gentle caress.
"Sorry, Princess Liana," Loraviel said with a hint of apology.
Liana said nothing, "Continue."

But this was not merely about touching Liana’s skin.
"Princess Liana, please lower your hands," Loraviel instructed.
Loraviel’s hands were already on the sides of Liana's abdomen, and after Liana released her hands, they slowly moved upwards.

Because the sponge was small, Loraviel's fingers extended a bit above it, just enough to allow her fingertips to gently touch Liana's skin.
This satisfied Loraviel’s desire.
Loraviel herself was puzzled; she hadn't been this perverse before, but after her toxin abilities awakened, or perhaps after knowing the truth, a certain desire peaked inside her.

Loraviel again rinsed Liana’s body with warm water.
This time, it finally ended.
Wrapped in a bath towel, Liana stood up, noticing Loraviel’s wet garment hem, "Your clothes are wet, how about joining me in the bath?"

It was just an offhand comment by Liana, assuming Loraviel would refuse.
"...," After a brief hesitation, Loraviel bit her lip and with a somewhat reluctant nod, she agreed, "I understand, Princess Liana."
But Liana hadn’t expected her to agree!

Loraviel placed her hands on her shoulders, letting the white straps fall, then unfastened the tie at the back.

After dropping the outer white apron, she reached for the buttons at her chest, and as each button was undone, Loraviel’s breasts were revealed.
Wearing a white undergarment that accentuated her curves, Loraviel couldn’t help but glance at her own modest chest slightly bulging out.

After removing her black maid's uniform, aside from the white undergarment, she was left only in black stockings.
Although Liana had seen Loraviel's body before, she hadn't observed it in detail. This time, Liana could clearly see Loraviel’s perfect physique.
After two months of rigorous training under Olivia, Loraviel’s body had gained strength, her abdominal lines especially beautiful.

Loraviel, covering her chest with her hands, displayed a very shy demeanor.
She removed her stockings, unbuttoned her garment, and stripped off her buttons, exposing her body without reserve in front of Liana.
The visual impact made Liana blush.

She really hadn’t experienced something like this before!
Loraviel stepped into the bath first, “Princess Liana, the water temperature is just right.”
“I know that,” Liana responded, trying to act natural as she also stepped in.

She could feel two very soft sensations gently pressing against her back from Loraviel.
Since Loraviel was about a year older than Liana, her body was a bit larger, perfectly encompassing Liana in her embrace.
Liana's feelings were complicated at this moment. She tried hard to calm herself, but the soothing warmth from behind made it difficult for her to settle down.

Her ears turned red.
“Princess Liana, why are your ears a bit red?” Loraviel asked, “Is the water too hot?”
Unable to bear it, Liana stood up, “I am a bit tired today, I will leave first.”

Watching Liana hastily flee, Loraviel could no longer suppress a smile after her departure.
“Truly, Princess Liana is the cutest.”
Back in her room, Liana dried off and changed into her pajamas. She picked up a hairdryer but then set it down, waiting for Loraviel to come out.

This world's hairdryers were different, powered by magic stones, and using one could alert Loraviel to her magical abilities.
It was best to keep her magical abilities a secret from as many people as possible.
But after about ten minutes, Loraviel hadn’t come out.

“Loraviel? What are you doing?” Liana knocked on the door.
“Sorry, Princess Liana, could you wait a moment for me?” Loraviel’s voice came from the bathroom, “I forgot to bring my change of clothes and just realized I wet my clothes while bathing you, so I don’t have anything to change into right now.”
“It’s been almost half a month, and you’re still so careless,” Liana’s voice carried a bit of dissatisfaction.

“It will be quick! I am using magic to dry them slowly, it will be ready soon!”
“No! I don’t want to go out to change!” Loraviel frantically replied, fearing Liana might get angry.
“Come out.”

“I understand.”
Soon, the bathroom door opened, and Loraviel, wrapped in a towel, bowed her head, “I’m sorry, Princess Liana…”
Liana casually took a pajama from the wardrobe and threw it to Loraviel, “Wear this.”

“Thank you, Princess Liana, I will wash it and return it clean tomorrow,” Loraviel said, taking the pajama.
“No need, I don’t want something you’ve worn,” Liana said disdainfully.
Loraviel noted down in her journal about Liana’s preferences and quirks:

[Princess Liana’s Observation Diary, Entry #3: Princess Liana’s measurements are…]
[Princess Liana’s Observation Diary, Entry #4: Princess Liana especially likes to hug something while sleeping and enjoys rubbing her face against… the chest.]