Revenge

Mirriam's POV

Every day, it's the same torment. Lilliana and Liam's moans echo through the castle, a constant reminder of what I can never have. I have to put on a cheerful facade, act like the obedient maid, while seething with jealousy and hatred inside. I despise Lilliana for taking Liam's affection, but I have no choice. I have to spy on her for the Empire, and pretending to be kind is my only way to stay close.

My name is Mirriam Perovina, daughter of Count Perovina, one of the most powerful Counts in the Empire. Tasked by the Emperor to spy on the witch of the Night Forest, my father couldn't just send anyone. He sent me—his illegitimate daughter whom he had trained as a spy since I was little. I used to despise him for it, but I despise him even more now because Liam wouldn't even be here if he didn't send me here. Liam, my childhood friend, who promised to marry me when we grew up. But now, he is so smitten with Lilliana, and I can't do anything about it. It breaks my heart.

Today, it became too much to bear. I ran outside, finding solace near a tree by the woods. My hand slipped under my skirt, and I began touching myself, imagining it was Liam. I closed my eyes, trying to drown out reality with fantasies.

Their moans were still clear in my mind. Liam's deep groans and Lilliana's passionate cries filled my head, making me even wetter. I tried to match the rhythm of their lovemaking, my fingers moving faster.

"Aaaaaahh~" After a few minutes, I came. This is so embarrassing. Fingering myself in the woods while the man I love is having sex in another room. But I have to endure this... wait for me, Liam, I'll save you from Lilliana's seduction.

I went back to the castle to finish preparing our lunch. They were still not done, so I ate alone in the kitchen, tears mingling with my food. This is painful, but someday, it will all end.

**1 Week Later**

My routine is the same as always: cleaning, washing laundry, making dinner, and hearing them have sex. Surprisingly, I haven't heard or seen them have sex for a week. What happened? I asked Liam about it, but he wouldn't answer me. Lilliana doesn't seem bothered at all. Is something wrong? I feel like I'm failing as a spy since I haven't gathered any useful information in this place yet. I've been here for two months already. When I came to the forest, a pack of wolves attacked me, and I nearly died. But thankfully, Lilliana saved me. For a time, I felt guilty about spying on her, but that changed when she brought a dying Liam to our castle. Liam tried finding me in this notorious forest but got attacked by different monsters instead. He was supposed to be looking for me because he loves me, but Lilliana stole him from me! She saved Liam from an attack too, and because of that, Liam fell in love with her. Liam is all I have, and he's the reason why I'm working hard, but Lilliana stole that from me.

Out of anger, I suddenly had the urge to touch myself. I'm so frustrated. I'm alone in my room right now as I began to lift my skirt and insert my finger inside my vagina. My hand shook as I slowly put the wet tip in and out. The more I did that, the more excited I became. After a little bit more time with my fingers, my whole hand got moist and covered with sweat as I started moving them even faster. I began to moan from pleasure as I felt my pussy start to get tight. "Fuckkk," I muttered to myself as I continued to rub myself harder. I couldn't help but moan louder and louder. It felt like my heart was going to explode. "Yes yes!" My voice became hoarse from shouting. As much as I wanted to stop, I didn't want it to end yet.

My room is quite far from their room, so I can shout all I want and they won't hear it. Well, I guess Lilliana can hear me. I don't know much about her powers yet, but I do know she can destroy a whole country if she wants to. Aside from offensive skills, she can also teleport anywhere she wants. So far, that's all I know.

"Oh god, Liam!" is all I could mutter as I continued to finger myself. After some more time passed, my breathing got heavier and eventually I came, releasing my juices onto the bed sheets. I moaned softly as I felt myself coming down from pleasure. My face turned red due to embarrassment as I finally stopped and removed my fingers from my vagina. What the fuck am I doing?!

"Mirriam."

My heart stopped. Did Liam see me? I turned to see Liam standing there, his expression unreadable.

"Liam... I..." I stammered, but he stepped closer, his gaze intense.

"What are you doing, Mirriam?" he said, his voice low. "Do you want me, Mirriam?" he asked as he closed the door to my room and slowly walked towards my bed. He probably saw me masturbating just now. Oh my, he's so hot. He's wearing pants without any top on.

I couldn't speak, just nodded, my body trembling with anticipation and shame.

"Then let's see how much you want it," he said, pulling me close. His lips crushed against mine, and I melted into the kiss.

Liam pushed me against the bed, his hands roaming my body. He lifted my skirt, his fingers finding my wetness. "So wet already," he murmured, sliding his fingers inside me.

"Liam, please," I begged, grinding against his hand. Ahh, this is embarrassing, but I can't stop now. I'm too thirsty for him.

He dropped to his knees, spreading my legs. His tongue flicked against my clit, and I moaned, tangling my fingers in his hair. He licked and sucked, his fingers pumping in and out. "Oh God, Liam," I whimpered, feeling the pleasure build.

Liam looked up, his eyes dark with desire. "You taste so sweet, Mirriam," he said, his voice muffled against my pussy. He licked harder, his tongue moving in perfect rhythm. I cried out, my orgasm washing over me. Liam's tongue still pounded away, driving me crazy. He held my hips steady, his mouth still sucking hard, his teeth scraping against the skin of my pussy. Finally, I came again, my head thrown back as I screamed his name. I collapsed on the mattress, panting heavily. I could feel his dick rubbing against my pussy. I moaned and opened my eyes. Liam smirked at me as he lowered himself next to me. Our tongues connected, and I kissed him hungrily, desperately. He slipped into me, his thrusts fast and urgent. But after a while, he pulled out.

"Turn around," he commanded, and I obeyed, turning around and bending myself. He entered me from behind, and I gasped, the sensation overwhelming.

"Fuck, Mirriam," he groaned, thrusting deep. "You feel so good."

"Harder, Liam," I pleaded, pushing back against him. He complied, pounding into me. I moaned, feeling another orgasm build. He reached around, rubbing my clit as he fucked me. I came again, my cries echoing through the corners of my room. What is happening? Does he still love me? What about Lilliana? Questions flooded my mind, but so did this ecstatic feeling. I couldn't think straight. I'm surprised that Liam wants to have sex with me. Is this the result of Lilliana refusing to have sex with him?

"Yes, Mirriam. Just like that," he growled, his thrusts becoming erratic. He came inside me, and I felt his warmth fill me.

We collapsed against the bed, panting. "That was incredible," he said, kissing my neck.

I nodded, still catching my breath. "I've wanted you for so long, Liam," I confessed.

"I know," he replied. "But this has to stay between us." I'm confused. I want to ask more questions, but I'm afraid he might leave me because of this. I want him. I want him so bad, and I could not bear it if Lilliana has him all to herself again.

"I understand," I said, though my heart ached. I would take whatever I could get, even if it meant being a secret.

Lilliana's POV

From afar, I watched them, a smirk playing on my lips. Mirriam thought she could hide her desires, but nothing escapes me. I saw every touch, every kiss, every thrust. Liam was fulfilling his task perfectly.

"Good boy, Liam," I whispered to myself. "Let's see how far you can push her."

Mirriam's jealousy and lust were palpable, and it was delightful to watch her struggle. She thought she could spy on me, but I was always ten steps ahead. I would keep her close, let her think she was winning, and then crush her completely.

Mirriam underestimated me. She thought she could play this game and get away with it. But she was merely a pawn. I don't even know that much about this world, but knowing how powerful I am, I wanna play with the people here. My magic wasn't just about destruction; it was about control, manipulation, and bending wills. I knew exactly how to keep everyone in check.

The Empire thought they could use Mirriam to spy on me, but they had no idea how deeply I had infiltrated their plans. I had eyes and ears everywhere, and every piece of information Mirriam gathered was filtered through my own network before it reached the Emperor.

As for Liam, he is my most loyal servant. He was under a spell that made him obedient to me while still retaining his own personality and memories. Yes, I just found out that Lilliana indeed put a spell on him when she found out that Mirriam and him knows each other. For now, I can't know every detail about Lilliana but I can see her specific memories if I ask about it inside my mind. I think this is also one of her abilities, to read memories. And indeed, his love for Mirriam was genuine, but his loyalty to me was absolute. He is the perfect tool to keep Mirriam off balance, to keep her guessing, to keep her desperate and under my thumb.

From my vantage point, I could see the seeds of doubt and confusion growing within Mirriam. She was torn between her mission, her love for Liam, and her jealousy towards me. It was a deliciously complex web, and I enjoy every moment of watching her struggle.

Liam returned to my side later that night, looking exhausted but satisfied. "How did it go?" I asked, my voice smooth and commanding.

"She's on the brink," he replied, his eyes glazed over with residual magic from our bond. "She wants me desperately, but she's afraid. She doesn't know what to believe." It's already been 3 weeks since I came here and I can now tell that he is indeed under a spell. Why didn't I recognized this back then? I thought he was so cute, but I lost my want for him knowing that he is only under a spell. Well, I don't really care that much as long as I can control him.

"Good," I said, a wicked smile spreading across my face. "Keep her close, keep her wanting. We're going to push her until she breaks."

Liam nodded, his will entirely subjugated to mine. He was a willing participant in this game, his love for Mirriam only fueling the fire. It was a twisted kind of pleasure, knowing that I controlled the very essence of their relationship.

As I lay in bed that night, I thought about the Empire's plans and how futile they were. They thought they could control me, but they were just puppets in my grand scheme. Mirriam was only the beginning. The Emperor himself would soon learn that no one could outmaneuver the Witch of the Night Forest.

The real game was just beginning, and I held all the cards. Mirriam's jealousy, Liam's loyalty, the Empire's desperation—all were pieces on my chessboard. And I was the queen, moving them all to my advantage.

In the coming days, I would ensure Mirriam's loyalty would be tested to its limits. Her love for Liam would be the bait, and her mission the trap. She would be so entangled in her own desires and fears that she wouldn't see my final move until it was too late.

And when the time came, I would reveal the true extent of my power. The Empire would tremble, Mirriam would break, and I would reign supreme. For now, I would let them play their parts, thinking they had a chance. But in the end, there could only be one victor.

And that would be me.

For a while, I think Lilliana's true intentions is flowing into my mind. I'm even talking like her right now. Am I truly becoming Lilliana? Well, I don't mind anyway as long as I have my fun.