"No matter what you want to do to Kiana, I'll stop you."
Big Duck spoke with absolute determination. She could pretend not to have seen what happened with Little Duck; that was Little Duck's own chosen path. But Big Duck knew very well what Otto had once done to Kiana. This man had toyed with Kiana's fate, so Big Duck would never allow him to toy with Kiana's body.
"Oh, you're worried I'll treat Kiana the way I treated Bronya the night before last?"
Otto feigned realization, acting as though he had only just understood.
"But I can assure you, I won't sleep with Kiana."
"Even if she seduces me, I'll refuse her."
Otto said it very seriously.
"Hmph." Big Duck snorted coldly.
Kiana seduce you? Who did Otto think he was? It would be good enough if Kiana didn't stab him with the Greatsword of the Flames. She had no desire to be stabbed by him.
"After all..."
Otto opened his mouth.
No sound came out.
Yet the soundless words rode the wind into Big Duck's ears, carrying the feel of cultivators transmitting their voices in Shenzhou novels.
It was merely a minor application of the Wind Herrscher's Authority.
"Kiana is carrying my child."
That sort of thing would have to wait until Kiana gave birth to the baby. Otherwise, it would be far too dangerous—and besides, the readers wouldn't get it past review.
The words entered Big Duck's ears and struck her straight in the chest.
"Huh?"
Big Duck opened her mouth and made a confused sound, as though she had not heard clearly.
"She—Kiana, the one you know—is carrying my child."
Otto said considerately.
The words meant for her alone entered Big Duck's ears again. They rang incomparably clear in her mind, like invisible tentacles winding tightly