A Regressed Villain: Heroines, Villainesses and Me?

In the royal Kingdom, there were several palaces situated at a large distance of 10 miles from each other, each with acres of land between them filled with heavenly luxuries fit for a royal.

Today, the palace owned by Princess Katheria served as the hub for noble gatherings but merely 4 miles away stood another palace, this one belonging to the Seventh Prince of the Arinphiam Royal bloodline.

The expansive 50-acre palace is surrounded by enchanting gardens bursting with colorful flowers. A gleaming white stone forms the main structure of the palace, adorned with shimmering veins of enchanted silver that twinkle under the moonlight.

Within the palace, 800 rooms exist, including 25 grand halls reserved for ceremonies and gatherings.

The architectural design marries elegant spires and sturdy towers, each embellished with intricate carvings depicting a summoner standing on the cliff's edge with open hands, mesmerized by the endless expanse of the ocean.

The grand entrance of the front facade is adorned with massive doors embellished with precious gems, protected by elite soldiers and watched over by an Empyreal enveloping the entire palace with his enhanced senses while donning black armor.

The upper chambers, where the royal and guest suites are situated, can be reached by ascending the grand staircase crafted from smooth marble.

"Greetings, Butler." The man in a Butler suit with a strong physique caught the attention of a few servants as he made his way through the hallway, gracefully passing through multiple rooms, exuding an aura of dignity and professionalism.

Sebastian wore a traditional black and white outfit with a tailcoat and bow tie. His silver hair was slicked back, and he had steely gray eyes behind rounded glasses. A well-groomed mustache and composed expression completed his look.

{ A/n: Illustration of Sebastian, the butler. }

Ignoring each of the servants as they bowed at a 90-degree angle, Sebas maintained his composed demeanor and showed no expression in his eyes as he made his way to a certain room through a grand staircase leading to the royal quarters.

His steps were measured, his senses sharp enough to encompass the entire 50-acre area of the palace.

As an empyreal under the Empress of the Arinphiam empire, every servant bowed to him with professionalism and respect, acknowledging his presence.

"Prince, may I enter the room?" He asked, standing outside a door made of fine wood with carvings of red designs accented with gold plating.

"You can", A strong and distinct voice called out from inside the room, guiding Sebastian as he entered and opened the door.

The room was filled with a distinct fragrance the moment the doors opened, centered on a large desk sat a man dressed in a thin green floral shirt and half-pants that resembled beach clothing, jotting something down on the other side of the desk.

"Prince, Master wanted to know if it was you who drugged the Marquess." With a strong voice, Sebastian placed his gloved hand on his chest and inquired with a bow, showing no concern for the naked woman under the desk who was performing oral sex on the man.

"Hmm, is it possible for me or anyone to do something against Marquess when Empress favours him?" Stopping in the middle of writing, Prince Orion lifted his head with closed eyes towards the butler, allowing the moonlight to gently kiss his face as it directly illuminated his white eyebrows and hair. His closed eyelids appeared to be blocking the moonlight from passing through his pupils.

slurp~

"...." Although the sounds of the oral sex filled the space, the tension in the air from both Prince and Sebastian's intense gazes had already overridden any desire, as Sebastian's composed eyes met those closed ones on a face that seemed sculpted with symmetrical handsomeness yet an icy chill.

"I will take my leave and convey this message to the Empress.", Sebastian, deciphering the subtle sarcasm in Prince's remarks aimed at his master's conflicting views with the Marquess, recognized it as an ego-driven power struggle.

Turning his gaze towards the door, he prepared to depart but decided to offer his final words before leaving."It seems that Master needs to reconsider her opinion about Vrandins."

'....As expected of you, Sebas.', Orion turned his head towards the desk upon hearing of Sebastian's discovery of the woman concealed inside the desk. His fingers rhythmically tapped on the table before it vanished into a dimensional ring in his hand, a highly precious and exclusive artifact that was rarely seen and accessible only to the Royal Family.

As soon as Desk disappeared, a woman suddenly materialized, her cheek bulging from having devoured the man's dick. Her eyes were fixed upwards on the Prince as she vigorously moved her head back and forth, showing no concern for breathing as she expertly performed deep throat, all while massaging the Prince's balls with her fingers.

"Hmm, from his words it seemed like I will only be able to kill one bird." Orion gazed down with his eyes closed as his hands delicately traced the woman's hair, before suddenly grasping it and drawing back.

As soon as his dick emerged from her mouth, a seven-inch cock was exposed, pulsating as it stood upright with the woman's face reflecting the outline of the thick shaft's shadow, her breath coming in gasps, "Haah... Haah... Haah."

"It has already been an hour. It seems that you will make it morning before I finish." Orion traced his fingers from above her forehead while sliding it down through her nose and finally stopping at her lips—Her face was flawless, with perfect, spotless skin and no hints of imperfections. She had beautiful, curvy, pillowy lips and a perfect nose shape.

"Forgive me, your highness," Neha Vrandin gasped. Her lips parted as the man's fingers came to a halt before entering her mouth. She accepted them and sucked on them, her eyes fixed on his closed eyes.

"Weren't you saying that one of the maids who mixed the aphrodisiac hasn't been found yet?" Orion asked, with his thumb and forefinger in Neha's mouth as she gently sucked on it. She gazed up at him, her hands holding his with a seductive look, and lips tightly gripping his fingers.

"Mmmm..." She nodded, which Orion understood from the movement of her head on his finger.

"So, someone did kill that maid, dispose of her, saving the Marquess from following the path I set for him." Orion removed his finger from her mouth, stood up completely naked with a slim, muscular physique, and held the woman's hair. He then used his ring to retrieve the desk from a meter away, all while his erection remained.

He then pulled the woman's hair, causing her to stand while she held his hand to support her hair. With his other hand, he adjusted the woman's back towards him and held her waist to align her back with his.

Due to lack of clear information, he was unaware that the Marquess had indeed been given Aphrodisiac by someone. Even after killing the maid, the person responsible still chose to use Aphrodisiac on the Marquess.

"Ahh, Prince, please don't forget your promise", The woman felt his hands pushing her against the table as she leaned forward in a naked state, with her breasts pressing on the desk. She then felt his hands grabbing her ass, molding them.

"Rest assured, even though Marquess was saved, Patric Vrandin will still be held accountable for attempting to poison, as I have his handwritten letters in my possession," Orion said nonchalantly with his eyes closed. With one hand, he stretched and revealed the woman's buttocks, showing a light brownish rosebud with perky labia visible at the bottom with milky white skin.

His forefinger traced down from her anus to her lower region before entering her vagina.

"Hngh?!" Feeling the thickness, the woman was at least sure that it was his finger.

As he touched her smooth pussy, his fingers were immediately ensnared by her tight inner walls, barely penetrating an inch, he continued pushing his fingers even deeper before informing "Even if one bird is missed, the offer for you to become the next heir of the Vrandin family is solid. The Marquess was just a pawn that got in the way."

"I-i u-understand...Ahn...Yo-ur Highness..mnnn"