The Villainess Wants to Indulge in 'Moe' to Her Heart's Content! - Episode 1.18

“Ahh… have I ever been more grateful to the heavens than in this moment?”

“…Miss Elisabeth…”

Letizia took Elisabeth’s hands in hers, gripping them tightly.

“Forbidden love is truly something that shakes the soul, isn’t it?”

“…! Y-You understand!?”

Elisabeth’s face lit up with excitement as she clasped Letizia’s hands even tighter, layering her own over them.

Letizia nodded so vigorously that it seemed as if her neck might snap, biting her lip as her heart pounded wildly.

(Ahh, thank you…! To think she also indulges in BL fantasies…! This is perfection!)

Her chest felt so full, so warm—oh, what a joy it is to be alive!

“I understand completely! A master-servant relationship—meaning a difference in status—and in Yaqut, homosexuality is forbidden due to religious beliefs. It’s a double-layered forbidden love! How could one not be swept away by such romance!?”

“That’s exactly it! Of course, I know it’s nothing more than my own selfish delusions! But even so, aren’t those two way too close!? This isn’t fair, is it!?”

“No, it absolutely isn’t! Expecting us not to imagine things under these circumstances is downright unreasonable!”

Their hands remained firmly clasped as they nodded fervently in agreement.

“And yet, despite knowing that Asim will be furious, Prince Rashid just keeps teasing him…”

“Yes, exactly! Even I frequently catch sight of Lord Asim glaring daggers at Prince Rashid!”

“In order to remain by his master’s side as his attendant, don’t you think Asim must find some way to release all that anger and frustration? Otherwise, how could he possibly bear to stay with him!?”

At that moment—surely, it wasn’t just their imagination—they both heard the click of their hearts unlocking in perfect sync.

“Ah… a late-night punishment, right…!? I knew you’d understand…!”

“Yes! Prince Rashid being disciplined by Asim…! Ahh, I can’t—! It’s too much…!”

Their faces turned deep red.

Still gripping each other’s trembling hands, they lowered their flushed faces in utter defeat.

“It’s… too sacred to handle…”

“My heart is pounding too fast… I feel faint…”

For a while, they remained like that, struggling to endure the overwhelming emotions washing over them.

Then—almost as if they had planned it—they slowly lifted their gazes at the same time.

And as if gazing at a long-lost soulmate, they locked eyes, their expressions burning with intensity.

Finally, lips trembling with emotion, they spoke in unison:

“Ahh…! To think that someone else truly understands…!”

“That’s exactly what I was about to say…! Ahh, Miss Elisabeth…!”