The Royal Mark-Chapter 157: Additional Tests

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Chapter 157: Additional Tests

Upon delivering his directives to the trusted alphas, Chris leisurely joined Elsa on the balcony for breakfast, bracing himself for a potential outburst.

"I’m aware you’re behind me; I’m not deaf," Elsa remarked, half-turning to meet his gaze. "Come, join me," she urged.

"You’re not upset?" Chris inquired.

"I wasn’t. I was just having a bit of fun with you. So, what was your discussion about?" she asked, deftly arranging sausages and eggs on Chris’ plate.

"I said to them what I shared with you earlier regarding Neia and also filled them in on our upcoming journey," Chris explained.

"Journey? What journey?" Elsa tilted her head in a cute way, making Chris pause for a moment.

"We’re heading to Qiryn," Chris declared. "I plan to talk with the Elven Council about using their portal to rescue your father. My faith is in you, and I hope he’s still alive too. Additionally, I want to seek their permission to let Elandir join our fight."

Curious, Elsa questioned, "Who’s joining us?"

"Just Aeson and your team," Chris replied. "The Elven Council prefers a more discreet approach. Rylie and Dasher are enough to navigate the ship. Originally, I planned for two ships for safety, with one escorting us to the border of Qiryn. However, Andrius could only secure one without attracting attention from the king and our enemies."

"When are we leaving?" Elsa inquired.

"As soon as my doctor gives the go signal," Chris smirked, earning the same grin from Elsa.

Rising from her seat, Elsa approached Chris and asked, "Are you truly feeling better now?"

"Absolutely! I have an excellent doctor," Chris winked as Elsa settled onto his lap.

In a suggestive tone, Elsa murmured, "But I need to conduct some additional tests."

A mischievous grin appeared on Chris’s face. "And what kind of test might that be?"

[She wants you to fuck her, dumbass!] Yakobo exclaimed impatiently, [Don’t just sit there, do something! She clearly wants you!]

’Shut up, you’re distracting me.’

"Kindly open your mouth; I need to examine it to ensure you’re in good health," Elsa directed with authority.

Chris promptly complied, though his enthusiasm waned as Elsa proceeded to check his throat thoroughly.

"Looks fine. Now, allow me to check your pulse," she declared.

Extending his wrist toward Elsa, Chris patiently awaited her examination. After completing the wrist check, she delicately moved on to assess his pulse at his neck. "All seems well," she confirmed, rising from her position and returning to her seat.

Chris attempted to reach for her hand, but she skillfully evaded his grasp, making him frustrated. Gracefully reseating herself, Elsa resumed her meal. "Here, taste this," she suggested, selecting an egg tart and offering it to Chris. However, just as he was about to take a bite, she skillfully withdrew her hand.

"You!" Chris squinted his eyes, provoking laughter from Elsa.

Using her finger with deliberate sensuality, she delicately scooped the egg custard atop the tart, maintaining unbroken eye contact with Chris. Witnessing his wife lick and suck her finger seductively, Chris found himself speechless, a gulp betraying his reaction.

With a mischievous grin, Elsa teased, "This is delicious, want some?"

Rather than offering a verbal response, Chris merely raised an eyebrow. Amused, Elsa chuckled and reached for a cup of hot chocolate that had already cooled. Taking a measured sip, she lifted it more rapidly, allowing it to spill onto her chest, all the while discreetly ensuring Chris remained oblivious.

"Oops..." she exclaimed, reaching for a table napkin, but Chris was quick to snatch it from her grasp.

"Damnit, you’re being clumsy. Let me clean it," he declared, swiftly kneeling in front of her and proceeding to lick the spilled chocolate from her chest.

Elsa giggled, taking the opportunity to spill more chocolate deliberately. "Oopsie..." she playfully uttered, directing her gaze down at Chris, who was focused on the chocolate adorning her chest. She smirked and started unbuttoning her shirt until it revealed her pink nipples.

Chris’ eyes were glued to it, so she dripped a small amount of chocolate on it and said, "You should clean it too, I guess..."

Chris looked up at her and slowly stuck out his tongue before licking the chocolate on her nipple without removing his gaze from her. His tongue did not leave her breast as he licked it multiple times before sucking it hard as his other hand squeezed her other breast.

"What should I clean next, Your Highness?" Chris asked while rolling both her nipples with his fingers.

"I believe it’s time we go to the bath chamber for the rest of our cleaning. This way, I can thoroughly assess if your strength has indeed returned. What do you say?" Elsa suggested with a playful smirk, accompanied by a wink directed at Chris.

Without uttering a single word, Chris promptly lifted her from her seat, effortlessly carrying her towards the bath chamber. Elsa couldn’t help but giggle, a sense of excitement bubbling within her as she thought of what she was about to do to him.

Midway through their intimate moment, they were abruptly disrupted when Arla, without any warning, swung the door open. The poor mage’s eyes widened, and she quickly averted her gaze and turned around. Her face flushed with embarrassment at the unexpected sight of Chris carrying Elsa, whose exposed breasts were visible as they shared a passionate kiss.

"I am so sorry. I’ll come back," Arla stammered, her embarrassment obvious as she hastily retreated from the scene.

Elsa, composed despite the interruption, chuckled as she adjusted her attire to conceal her twin mound. "What is it, Arla?"

"The king... um... he wants to talk to you about the alchemy room," Arla stammered, her face still tinged with red.

"Alright. Let him know I’ll be there after we’ve taken our bath," Elsa replied casually.

Arla nodded, swiftly closing the door behind her. She promptly instructed the guards to ensure no one entered the couple’s chamber.

Elsa, with a teasing glint in her eyes, turned to Chris and asked, "Shall we continue, husband?" Her playful remark caused a grin from Chris, signaling their intention to continue their private moment.