The Goddess' Champion

After giving her son and daughter-in-law a great deal of training to keep their marriage bond strong, it was time for Isabella to go back to her little town where she was being expected.

"I'll miss you... are you sure you don't want to live here? why are you so stubborn?" He couldn't believe how many times she had rejected to live with him already, but he could still sort of understanding her, she was quite supportive in his marriage with Caroline and she kept both Stella and Penelope at bay too, hence he did begin spending more time with the Queen-to-be and strengthening their bonds, he also sort of stopped fooling around... sort of, just yesterday it was the heiress of the Lionheart family, his younger sister, who came back seamlessly to 'visit' in truth, she was asking for more.

As for what 'more' you can already imagine; she was a sexy warrior and... things just happened. The same didn't happen with his aunts, however, as he felt quite disgusted by their attitude, the Greenwood, unlike the Lionhearts didn't seem to be ashamed of their actions at all.

Back to the main topic, his mother didn't feel comfortable in this concrete jungle filled with hypocritical nobles, "This place is so cold, there is no forest, no plants... you know this is not what I like." She caressed his cheek; a motherly action she enjoyed.

"I-" He began only for her finger to stop him.

"Don't tell me you will build me a private park, you can't do that."

"It can be done!" He retorted, surely the money to get it done wouldn't be an issue.

She giggled and gave him and her daughter-in-law a last kiss before taking her backpack, the wind blew her dress, hair and hat, creating a beautiful contour "I love you son~ keep conquering."

Nova believed her own self-growth to be so beautiful, she no longer felt emotionally dependent on her son, she could wholeheartedly live a peaceful life knowing he'd be okay with people that liked him, lovers that... entertained him and a great wife... he would also come to visit often to quench those pitiful moments in which she'd feel loneliness, everything was perfect.

She sighed in contentment, waving her hand on the door until she heard a cough inside the carriage.

!!!

Three ladies sat regally... Penelope Strauss, the Sword Saint. Stella De Castille, The Queen Consort. Concubine Swan, Imperial Concubine Swan, a bombshell with auburn hair and a long noble dress, she was one of her son's 'booty calls' or perhaps it was better to say that she was one of the concubines who wholeheartedly loved her son. He had many such cases, but she had befriended this lady in particular.

It was difficult to tell if the royal court still belonged to the king or her son... initially she felt outraged. But since those ladies were all dissatisfied and her son was determined to follow Stella's games, what could she do?

"Why are you here?" She asked, tapping her fingers and looking at her 'friends'.

"We want to visit our mother-in-law, is that a problem?" Stella placed her fan on her mouth, blushing a bit and only enraging her more!

"How can you be so shameless!" Isabella and Nova couldn't believe this woman's words.

"Why?" The queen tilted her head in confusion.

"You're sleeping with your daughter's man! How can you call me mother-in-law!? were the same age!"

"..." Penelope, Concubine Swan and Stella glared at her... "Aren't you sleeping with your own son?"

Isabella gasped, 'That vixen opened her mouth!'

"Leaving that aside, mother-in-law. We want to visit your town." Penelope said coldly yet rather shameless as well.

"Why all of the sudden?!"

"I have two free months and plan to... spend one with you and one with Constantine, we need some assistance." The raven-haired beauty played with her hair, evading the main subject.

"..."

"Perhaps visiting your house will give us some ample knowledge of what the art of 'anal sex' really is." Concubine Swan didn't beat around the bush.

"... you're joking."

"We're not." The three said in unison.

"..."

"He seems to like that quite a bit, I can almost hear Caroline's moans from the royal court. So... this thing about 'loosening up' the back door that you did with my step-daughter... can you help us with that?" The concubine fidgeted, she looked rather scared of the whole procedure but just imagining that she'd fall behind the others in obtaining his attention just because of this, her motivation resurfaced... Constantine being quite 'big' didn't help either, she thought she'd be split in half, but since Caroline, someone with a slender body could take it, then there was nothing she, a meaty milf, couldn't take, or so she believed.

'Caroline, couldn't you keep your mouth shut!?' Isabella's head extended out of the carriage only to see her daughter-in-law waving at her with a wicked smile, 'Have some nice holidays, mother-in-law... good work loosening up my mom and aunty by the way and leaving me free reign to spend some time alone with my husband, please tell me if I should send more concubines, they're all interesting in loosening'.

It was like the most wicked morse code sent with winks, ever. Nova wanted to slap her daughter right now, for real.

"What am I supposed to do, stick my finger inside your asses?!" Just saying the words were ridiculous.

"If it's not going to be much of an issue... b-but please be gentle, it is quite tight in there, I tried to o it myself but it didn't loosen so, I guess you have some sort of unique technique." The Queen requested to have a finger up her ass politely.

'Unbelievable...' If they weren't her friends, perhaps there would be three corpses crushed by space in this carriage already.

"We'd ask him to do it but... it is kind of shameful if we're already not 'loose' when he wants to do it." Penelope coughed once again, she'd only dare to say these things out loud only because she knew the secret of these three. She had enough dirt on these three to not worry about her own dirt.

Isabella couldn't understand what her son did to have the sword saint, the queen and the imperial concubine... so hungry for his attention.

"Stella... y-you have a husband. Please think about this properly! after you do this there is no going back!" It was merely a warning, after doing anal with her son... she was never the same, it was like yet another level of belonging, the most shameful sex a couple could have. Perhaps the Queen would outright commit regicide after devoting herself to the pleasures of being sodomized.

"Husband? he's either eating bears or being eaten by bears... and I don't mean in a good way, perhaps he is already 'loosened up' and I'm losing this competition! Let him be... rest assured that my heart will forever be his, but my body belongs to your son now, so... I want to please him more it." There was no doubt in her words, the Queen was infatuated and she still dared to excuse herself saying that her heart belonged to her husband, something that couldn't be any far from the truth.

"Yes, his majesty doesn't pay attention to us anymore since Caroline showed enough prowess to earn the right of the crown... even as a woman she's still so astounding that he's not having any doubts about making her the queen... he no longer needs a successor and hence, we're not needed... he'd rather spend all his days hunting." Concubine Swan said... she was one of the oldest concubines in the royal court and his 'favourite' yet she as the favourite was being utterly ignored in the chamber, let alone the other concubines.

"Girls..."

"Come on Isabella, we will have a lot of fun together! moreover... we also came here to give him and Caroline some time alone." Stella hugged her friend, going as far as to sit on her lap and giggle, Isabella, wondered if it was worth keeping these kinds of friends.

'Why are my son's lovers... my friends?'

"Indeed, it is not fair for her... we're merely old ladies who are taking advantage of a handsome young man, at some point... we will be too old." Penelope said catastrophic assertions, she didn't have hairs on her tongue.

"..." Her words rendered the carriage silent and crestfallen with Stella even sobbing in a corner.

By the time he was thirty... they'd be all in their fifties or sixties... he'd be in his prime, yet they would have withered, it was a truth that could still be denied, but how long? even Isabella wanted to sob at the thought, she had enjoyed everything her son had to offer, but only thinking that they wouldn't be able to express their love as they did now, it hurt.

It wasn't the same as getting old with her soulmate at the same time.

Still, it was the future, there was still a decade or so that she could enjoy rather than be depressed, Nova, an immortal goddess, never thought she'd ever be worried about age and mortality.

"And Caroline is the one that will stay, that's why they should create strong bonds now... we can't get in her way." Penelope asserted.

"At least one of you has rationality." Isabella complimented her.

"Hey!" The Queen and Concubine complained with Penelope once again nodding sagely, she'd do the best for her disciple, even if one day she had to leave him for his own sake.

"Get down you shameless Queen, you're heavy!" Isabella growled, clearly Stella wasn't happy about the rationality comment.

"You dare call me heavy?! you know I can hang you for this!"

"I dare you."

"You two are old and saggy." Penelope said as cutting-edge as she could get.

"Why don't you stick that sword of yours where the sun doesn't shine?" Isabella smirked.

"I have that place reserved for your son."

"You!"

"As if a sword macho could ever do anything properly with her butt, mine is bigger by the way." Swan joked.

"The only thing you have of a swan is that large neck and big nose!"

"Ha!?"

The carriage quickly evolved into a fight, sadly... no one could beat the sword saintess, not even the Goddess of Space in her current form.