Beginning Of Multiverse Saga-Chapter 486: Wedding Proposal From Peacock Race

The Second Empress sighed in relief when she heard that. She sounded much happier as she continued, "By the way, the Peacock Wise King has been looking for a chance to nullify the contract between his daughter and the crown prince. He thought about letting her marry your majesty, as that would not be too bad of a choice."

"That way, she would still be the new empress and there would be no difference, so I agreed. Do you know the real reason I agreed, though?"

When he saw her playful expression, Sharky thought, You’re a married woman for better or for worse; why do you act like a young girl sometimes?

Sharky opened his eyes slowly, his gaze calm yet sharp, the faint reflection of golden flame dancing within them.

"Why did you agree then?" he asked, his tone neither curious nor teasing — just composed, like a ruler listening to court matters.

The Second Empress smiled softly, her expression shifting between grace and something almost mischievous. She stepped closer, the fragrance of phoenix blossoms following her as her silken robes brushed lightly against the floor.

"I agreed," she said in a low, velvety tone, "because I wanted to see your expression when you heard it."

Sharky blinked, momentarily caught off guard. Then he let out a helpless chuckle. "You really enjoy testing people’s composure, don’t you?"

The Second Empress laughed lightly, covering her mouth with her hand. "Perhaps. But also because..." Her smile softened, and for a moment, the playful air around her melted into quiet sincerity.

"The Fiend Court needs stability. You’re already recognized by heaven and by blood as the new Emperor. The world will soon turn its eyes to you — every alliance, every marriage, every word will shape how history remembers this age. If the Peacock Clan willingly offers their support, that’s one less faction to worry about."

Her gaze lingered on him for a moment before she added quietly,

"Besides... The girl is innocent. She shouldn’t have to suffer for the mistakes of the old crown prince."

Sharky nodded slowly. "So this is both a political move and a gesture of goodwill."

"Yes," the Second Empress said, smiling faintly. "And perhaps... a way for me to see how you would handle such a proposition."

Sharky met her eyes. "You mean, whether I’d be swayed?"

Her eyes curved like crescent moons. "Exactly."

Sharky leaned back slightly, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "Then you should already know the answer, Second Empress. My heart doesn’t bend that easily — especially when someone else already occupies a corner of it."

The Second Empress blinked, momentarily caught off guard by his directness. Then she turned away gracefully, hiding the faint color that had risen to her cheeks.

"Bold words, Your Majesty," she murmured.

Sharky’s words seemed to hang in the air between them, a subtle tension weaving through the room. The Second Empress took a moment to compose herself before turning back to him, her expression carefully neutral once more.

"Indeed," she replied softly. "But then again, boldness has always been one of your... endearing qualities."

She paused, studying him with those enigmatic eyes. "Tell me, Your Majesty... What do you think of this arrangement? Will you accept the Peacock Clan’s offer?"

Her tone was casual, almost conversational, but there was an undercurrent of something more beneath her words: a challenge, perhaps, or a test.

Sharky considered her question carefully. "Politically speaking, it would be advantageous," he said slowly. "The Peacock Clan is a powerful ally, and their support could help stabilize the court during this transitional period."

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze intensifying. "But personally..."

Before Sharky could complete his words.

The Second Empress lowered her head in embarrassment. She hadn’t expected that she could still become as shy as a young lady even though she was already a mother. She bit her lip, then got up. She walked up to Sharky, and then slowly kneeled down under his puzzled gaze.

Sharky was stunned. He quickly tried to lift her to her feet, asking, "What are you doing?"

The Second Empress stopped him, saying, "You don’t need to say anything. I know."

Sharky was stunned. What do you know?

"I know how to make you happy," She said.

For better or for worse, she was now the Empress Dowager, so she still felt a bit of mental resistance toward such a thing.

But when she raised her head and saw Sharky’s handsome appearance, her face suddenly reddened.

It doesn’t seem like I’m really missing out here, though!

That was especially the case when she remembered his confident and unrivaled appearance.

He perfectly matched the fantasy she’d had of a dream lover in her youth. As such, she only hesitated for a second, then made her decision.

While Sharky was confused about what to do, a cool breeze blew past his legs.

At first, the Second Empress was shocked by what she saw. The sight really was beyond her wildest imaginations. Her face immediately turned bright red.

In the past, she had thought that the Fiend Emperor was the strongest man. But after getting fucked by Sharky.

She knew that Sharky’s thing was stronger than the Fiend Emperor.

Sharky’s eyes widened, and he released a long sigh. Objectively, the Second Empress was still quite underripe in this regard. Compared to Alina, she was much more lacking. Of course, however, that was due to the Snake race’s unique skill.

Even so, the Second Empress’ status was different. She was someone who had just convinced everyone in the palace, and she was wearing the most respected dress of the empress.

She was adorned with a phoenix crown and a multicolored gown. Right now, she was the woman with the noblest status among all the Fiend races.

Such a unique sight paired with the sheer psychological shock really was something that was hard for others to compare to.

Sharky couldn’t help but run his fingers through her hair. Her hair really is as smooth and sleek as satin...

The Second Empress shuddered at his touch, her body trembling slightly. She looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson.

"Your Majesty..." she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I’ve never... I mean, no one has ever..."

She trailed off, unable to finish her sentence.

Sharky’s fingers continued to gently caress her hair, his touch surprisingly tender for a man of his prowess. He could feel the slight tremor running through her body, the heat emanating from her skin.

"You’re doing fine," he murmured reassuringly. "Just relax and let me guide you."

His other hand reached out to cup her chin, tilting her face up towards him. Their eyes met, and in that moment, the world seemed to fade away.

Slowly, giving her ample time to pull away if she wished, Sharky leaned down and captured her lips in a gentle kiss.

The kiss was soft and chaste at first, a mere brushing of lips. But as the seconds passed, it deepened, became more passionate. The Second Empress’s eyes fluttered shut, her body melting into his touch.

Sharky’s hand slid from her chin to the back of her neck, his fingers tangling in her silken hair. He explored her mouth with languid strokes of his tongue, savoring her sweet taste.

The Empress’s hands came up to grip his shoulders, her nails digging into the fabric of his robe. A soft whimper escaped her throat as she parted her lips wider, inviting him deeper.

Their tongues danced and twined, each stroke sending sparks of pleasure racing through their veins. The air grew thick with desire, the scent of phoenix blossoms mingling with the musk of an aroused male.

When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily.

Their breaths mingled in the small space between them, warm and ragged. The Second Empress’s eyes were glazed over with desire, her pupils dilated. Her lips were red and swollen from their kiss, glistening invitingly.

Sharky’s gaze darkened with lust as he took in her disheveled appearance. His hand slid down from her neck to her collarbone, his fingers tracing the delicate bone structure.

"You’re beautiful," he murmured huskily. "More beautiful than any woman I’ve ever seen."

The Empress blushed deeply at his words, a pleased smile curving her lips. She leaned into his touch, savoring the feel of his calloused fingertips on her skin.

"And you’re the most handsome man in all the realms," she whispered back. "I’ve dreamed of this moment for so long..."

Her hands crept up to his chest, slowly undoing the buttons of his robe.

As the Second Empress’s fingers deftly worked to remove Sharky’s robe, she marveled at the sculpted muscles that were gradually revealed. Each inch of skin was a testament to his strength and power, a sight that never failed to captivate her. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Her breath hitched as she pushed the garment off his shoulders, baring his chest to her hungry gaze. She traced the contours of his pectorals with reverent fingers, committing every ridge and valley to memory.

Sharky’s hands weren’t idle either. They roamed over her body, mapping out the curves and dips he’d only imagined until now. His touch was firm yet gentle, igniting sparks of pleasure wherever he went.

His fingers found the laces of her gown and tugged, loosening the fabric until it slid off her shoulders and pooled around her waist. The Second Empress gasped softly as cool air hit her bare skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

Sharky’s eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her creamy flesh. He leaned down, pressing a trail of hot kisses along her collarbone and down to the swell of her breasts. His tongue flicked out, tasting her skin, savoring the sweet flavor unique to her.

The Empress’s head fell back, a low moan escaping her lips as pleasure coursed through her veins. Her fingers threaded through his hair, holding him closer, urging him on.

Sharky obliged, his mouth closing around one hardened peak. He sucked gently, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud before nipping lightly. The Second Empress cried out, arching into his touch.

Her hands roamed over his back, nails digging into his skin as she clung to him desperately. The world narrowed down to just the two of them, lost in a haze of sensation and desire.

Sharky’s hands slid down to her hips, gripping them tightly as he lifted her up. The Second Empress wrapped her legs around his waist instinctively, her core pressing against the hard evidence of his arousal.

He carried her over to the bed, laying her down gently on the silken sheets. He paused for a moment, drinking in the sight of her sprawled out before him hair mussed, lips swollen, cheeks flushed. She looked every inch the seductress, and yet there was an innocence about her that made his heart ache.