The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 597: Epilogue 11 - Welcome To A New World (2)

Rose's POV

Three months had passed since then.

Three long, agonizing months without Leon.

The days stretched endlessly, each one blending into the next, empty and cold. I had already informed Gabrielle about everything—his disappearance, my choice to stand by him, and the fact that I was now one of his women. But when I finally gathered the courage to say it aloud, expecting some reaction, she merely adjusted her glasses and said, I see…

Her voice was flat. Unfazed. As if she had expected it all along.

Not a single sign of surprise crossed her face. Not a hint of jealousy, resentment, or even mild amusement. It was as if my confession was nothing more than a passing remark, insignificant and unworthy of further discussion.

I later learned that Gabrielle had already informed Leon's other lovers about his disappearance. The possibility of reaching him was practically nonexistent. The deeper strata of that place—the very location where the portal was—were smothered in thick, oppressive mana. Breathing down there would be next to impossible. And without a way through, all we could do was wait.

"I'm going to send the Master's Shadows to investigate," Gabrielle said, her voice steady as ever. Then she turned to me. "What about you, Rose? What do you plan to do?"

I tightened my grip around the fabric of my shirt, my nails digging into the soft material.

"I'm… going to wait," I murmured.

Leon had promised me. He told me he wouldn't leave me. That he wouldn't disappear.

So, even after three months had passed, even when uncertainty clawed at my heart, I would wait.

Surely… surely, he would return to me.

"I see." Gabrielle pushed up her glasses again and exhaled through her nose. "Haa… I suppose it really is happening."

I blinked, tilting my head. "What is?"

She sighed. "Master claiming me, you, and Irene."

I stiffened at her words.

"I never wanted it to happen, honestly," she continued. "I despise Irene. And though I don't hate you as much, we still had our differences on that graduation day. But now, you're part of Master's harem… I don't think it'll happen right away, given the circumstances, but once he returns, I wouldn't be surprised if he demands a threesome with the two of us."

"A… a threesome!?" I felt the heat rush to my face. "T-There's no way I could ever do something like that!"

Gabrielle gave a small smirk, one that sent an uncomfortable chill down my spine.

"Oh, you say that now," she said, crossing her arms, "but Master has a way with words. By the time you realize it, whether you like it or not, you'll find yourself in bed with him and someone else. I don't even know how it happened, but he somehow got me in a threesome with Irene."

My breath caught.

Leon... managed that?

Gabrielle and Irene were enemies. Their relationship was nothing short of toxic—pure hatred brewed over years of conflict. And yet… somehow, somehow, he had coaxed them into sharing a bed?

I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering against my throat.

No wonder Gabrielle looked resigned. If even she couldn't escape his pull, what chance did I have?

The thought of a threesome sent a wave of unease through me. I hadn't even fully processed the fact that I was now part of a harem. The idea of sharing such an intimate moment with another woman was too overwhelming to even consider.

"But well," Gabrielle continued, "that won't happen while Master is still trapped in there."

I hesitated before speaking.

"You're really devoted to him, huh, Gabrielle?"

She blinked at me, her gaze steady. "Aren't you?"

"Well…"

Of course, I would devote myself to Leon—I loved him. But Gabrielle's devotion was something else entirely. It wasn't just love. It was something deeper, something unwavering and absolute.

She would die for him. I could see it in her eyes.

"That much is only natural," she said. "I owe him my life, after all."

I frowned slightly.

There was something in the way she said those words. Something heavy.

I wanted to ask. I wanted to know what she meant. But the look in her eyes told me this wasn't the time.

For now, all we could do was wait.

Wait… and hope.

A sudden tremor ran through Gabrielle's body. Then, without warning, she slapped a hand over her mouth, her eyes widening in alarm.

Her entire frame stiffened—then she turned sharply and bolted, staggering as she barely made it a few steps away before collapsing to her knees. The sickening sound of retching filled the air as she violently expelled the contents of her stomach onto the ground.

I stood there, frozen, watching as she gasped for breath between convulsions. Her body trembled like a leaf in a storm, her skin turning ghostly pale.

Even though I had never experienced this myself, I instinctively knew what it was.

It could have been something else entirely, of course… but I highly doubted it.

After all, Leon had a habit of cumming inside whenever he had the chance.

And knowing him, he never held back.

"…Gabrielle, you…" I hesitated, watching as she wiped the back of her hand across her lips.

A weak, almost bitter chuckle escaped her lips. "Heh… I wanted Master to be the first to know." Her voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper. "I wanted to surprise him." Her fingers curled into the fabric of her skirt. "But by the time I realized it… he was already gone, lost somewhere in that portal." Her voice trembled slightly. "I wanted to tell him myself… that after all these years, our love has already borne fruit."

A sharp breath left my lips.

That said everything.

Gabrielle was pregnant.

I looked at her more closely, and for the first time, I noticed it—the subtle but unmistakable swell of her lower abdomen. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut.

Leon was the father.

"…I'm sorry for calling you here, even though you're like this."

She shook my head. "It's fine."

Gabrielle exhaled and steadied herself, pressing a hand against her stomach. "I'm still functioning properly, so it's not as bad as it looks." Her voice grew firmer. "That's why I'll stay here. I'll wait for Master's return… and when he comes back, I'll tell him myself."

Her determination was unwavering.

Despite carrying his child alone, despite the uncertainty of when—or even if—Leon would return, she refused to waver.

Could I ever be that strong?

If I got pregnant with Leon's child, would I be able to stand firm like Gabrielle?

…No.

I knew I wouldn't.

I would break. I would cry. I would blame him for leaving me alone while I carried his child. No matter how rough and resilient I thought I was, I wasn't this strong.

Gabrielle was much, much stronger than me in that regard.

I reached out and gently rubbed her back. "You don't have to worry," I said softly. "Leon will come back to us."

For the first time in a while, Gabrielle's lips curled into a faint, tired smile.

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"I know," she whispered. "Master is… incredible, after all."

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Titania's POV

Leon had been missing for three months.

Professor Gabrielle had informed me of what happened—that he had stepped through a portal that likely led to another world in order to investigate something.

I knew Leon was strong. He was the kind of man who could tear through anything in his path, who could break past any obstacle.

But even knowing that… I still couldn't stop the worry gnawing at my chest.

I wasn't the only one.

Trill and Yr were just as anxious. Sir Johanne carried the same concern. Even Princess Myrcella, for all her composure, wasn't unaffected.

At the moment, I sat inside the student council office.

Princess Myrcella—the current student council president—had personally recommended me for the position of Vice President, and I had accepted.

She sat across from me, the porcelain teacup in her hand radiating a faint trail of warmth. She was sipping her tea in silence, her expression unreadable.

Finally, with a soft clink, she set the cup down.

"It was rather reckless of Leon to leave without informing any of his lovers, don't you think?" Her eyes flickered toward me. "I must admit, I didn't expect such carelessness from him."

Even she was worried.

I exhaled quietly. "I'm sure it was something important. That's why he hasn't returned yet."

"Oh, I don't doubt that." Myrcella folded her hands neatly in her lap, her gaze sharpening. "Which is exactly why this is concerning." Her voice was calm, but there was an unmistakable weight to it. "I hope he returns soon. Otherwise, I may no longer be able to cover for his continued absence at the academy. I've made plenty of excuses so far, but there is only so much I can do before they run out."

I nodded, my fingers lightly curling against the desk.

"I hope for his return as well."

A breath left my lips, quiet but heavy.

Are you alright, Leon?

Please… come home soon.