I walked down the quiet corridor of the S-Class dorms, rolling my shoulders to ease the stiffness. After dealing with Isabella, I was ready to just crash on my bed.

When I reached my door, I noticed the mana lock was completely disengaged. It wasn’t forced open; it was unlocked with a key. Alicia had a spare, so I figured she was waiting for me inside.

I pushed the door open. "Alicia, I’m back—"

I froze in my tracks.

It wasn’t just Alicia. Sitting around the small, circular table in the center of my living room were three girls, sipping tea. Alicia sat in the middle, looking perfectly at home. To her right was Eveline, wearing a modest white dress. To her left sat Althea, dressed in her casual knight attire.

All three pairs of eyes snapped toward me the second I walked in.

"What’s going on?" I asked, my hand still resting on the doorknob.

"Oh, Husband, you’re here," Alicia smiled, placing her teacup delicately onto its saucer. "We girls were just having a little tea party."

"Why in my room?"

"Obviously, because you are the matter of concern here," Alicia said smoothly. "I called them over. You know there is someone very common among us."

I gulped. I knew exactly what she was talking about.

I looked at Eveline. The Saintess was staring intensely at her lap, her face flushed so bright red it looked like it was going to burst. Next to her, Althea was stiff as a board, refusing to make eye contact with me.

"I had no idea you had bedded the other Saintess," Alicia chuckled, leaning back in her chair. "If the Church learns of this... who knows what will happen."

"Lady Alicia, please..." Eveline whimpered softly, burying her face in her hands.

"And you didn’t spare the knight, either," Alicia added, glancing sideways.

Althea flinched violently. Her neck and ears turned completely crimson. She looked like she wanted the floor to open up and swallow her whole.

I stepped into the room and let the door click shut behind me. "Ahem. What exactly is going on here? Who told you about them?"

Alicia sighed, her smile fading into a disappointed pout. "What? Were you hoping to keep it a secret? You break my heart, Arthur."

I stayed silent, waiting for her to finish.

"I have already said it many times," Alicia continued, her tone turning serious but completely devoid of anger. "I don’t care if you have relationships with other girls. You are the heir to a Duke. It’s completely natural in the noble families. But I didn’t like the fact that you were hiding it from me."

She reached out and gently patted Eveline’s trembling hand. "Do you know how sad Sister Eveline was when she learned about the official engagement between us?"

I blinked, processing her words. Sister Eveline? They’re already calling each other sisters?

Alicia looked back at me. "I would have never learned about any of this if it wasn’t for the recent field assessment. We went through a lot of hardships together out there. She was so stressed and conflicted that she finally broke down and opened up to me about everything."

"Host," Sol’s voice suddenly chimed in my mind. "It appears your primary partner is establishing a hierarchy. I suggest you tread carefully. Three women coordinating their efforts is statistically far more dangerous than a Demon King’s clone."

I ignored Sol’s teasing and walked closer to the table, pulling up a chair and sitting directly across from Alicia. I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees, looking directly into Alicia’s calm blue eyes.

"I never meant to hide anything from you, Alicia," I said, leaning back in my chair and meeting her gaze dead-on. "But let’s be realistic. It’s a bitch to casually bring up fucking other girls to your own fiancée. You know?"

Alicia raised an eyebrow but didn’t argue the point.

I turned my attention to the blushing Saintess sitting next to her. "And as for breaking hearts? I never forced a damn thing. Eveline, look at me."

She slowly raised her head. Her blue eyes were watery, her cheeks burning red.

"You already knew about me and Alicia," I told her bluntly. "The whole academy knew we were together even before the official engagement was announced. But you still spread your legs for me. You wanted it just as much as I did."

Eveline bit her lower lip. A soft, shameful whine vibrated in her throat as she looked back down at her lap. She couldn’t deny it.

I shifted my gaze to the stiff knight beside her. "And you, Althea. Drop the victim act. You’re just a dirty little pervert. You watched exactly what was happening between me and Eveline, and you eagerly joined in. You begged me to ruin you."

Althea let out a choked squeak. Her entire body shuddered, her masochistic core flaring up just from the authoritative crack of my voice. She squeezed her thighs tightly together, her face turning as red as a tomato.

"Wow," Alicia interrupted, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at me with a mix of amusement and sheer annoyance. "So, I was the only clueless idiot in the room, huh?"

"It’s not like that, Alicia," I sighed heavily, rubbing the back of my neck. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

I stood up from my chair and walked around the small table, stopping right behind her. I placed my hands firmly on her shoulders, leaning down to press a soft, lingering kiss against her cheek.

"You are my fiancée, Alicia," I murmured right by her ear, loud enough for the other two to hear. "You are the future Duchess of the North. No matter how many girls end up in my bed, your position is untouchable. You are the main wife. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to rub it in your face, not because I don’t trust you."

Alicia’s stiff posture melted. She let out a soft sigh, leaning her head back against my stomach. "You really have a wicked tongue, Arthur."

"I just tell the truth," I smirked.

I stepped away from Alicia and moved to stand between Eveline and Althea. I reached down and firmly grabbed Eveline’s chin, forcing her to look up at me.

"Stop crying," I commanded, my voice softening just a fraction to hit that dominant, possessive tone that made her melt. "I am not abandoning you. If Alicia is my first wife, then you will be the second."

Eveline sniffled, her beautiful eyes searching mine. "Really? You aren’t going to throw me away?"

"Abandon a Saintess?" I scoffed dramatically, wiping a stray tear from her cheek with my thumb. "Do you want the Goddess to curse me?"

Eveline let out a wet, relieved giggle.

I trailed my hand from Eveline’s face over to Althea, lightly gripping the back of the knight’s neck. I squeezed the pressure points there, making Althea gasp and arch her back into my touch.

"And my dirty little knight," I grinned wickedly. "I will keep training you."

"Y-Yes, Master," Althea breathed out, completely failing to hide the desperate, leaking arousal in her voice.

[You are terrifyingly smooth, Host,] Sol’s voice suddenly echoed in my mind. She wasn’t using her robotic AI tone; this was the amused, melodic voice of her true, physical self. [Look at them. They are practically eating out of the palm of your hand.]

[Though... who’s going to tell them you just walked in here after brutally throat-fucking your demonic professor?]

Shut the fuck up, Sol, I shot back mentally.

"Well," Alicia’s voice pulled me out of my head. She stood up, a dangerous glint in her blue eyes. "You certainly have a sweet tongue, Arthur. You’ve convinced us."

She took a step closer, tracing a finger down my chest. "But... you still hid things from me. And that requires a proper punishment."

Alicia looked over my shoulder at Eveline and Althea. "What do you say, sisters? Doesn’t our husband need to be disciplined?"

I looked at the three of them. A wicked, hungry grin was spreading across all three of their faces.

Oh, fuck.