My Class? MILF Hunter. My Rank? SSS. My Problem? Too Many Wives.

The Queen knelt for me.

Not as a ruler.

As a woman who had just been opened in every way—and wanted more.

But the system wasn't finished.

[System Update – Proposal Triggered]

[Royal MILF Marriage Contract – Pending Terms]

[Watcher Protocol Escalating – Divine Signature: Locked]

[Warning: Exposure Threshold Nearing Critical Tier]

I stood above her, bare, panting, still aching from where she'd gripped me like a velvet vice. Her body had taken everything. Her mouth had spoken vows no system could forge.

She looked up, crown slipping down one side, flushed cheeks glowing."Say yes," she whispered. "Seal it. I'll give you the realm. My name. The Queen. The crown. You."

My heart thudded once.