...Just surprised that Belseth wasn't telling tall tales, love. Speaking of surprises, what did you have in mind tonight?

(When she says you remind her of Doxan, she's referring to your utter silence, not the way she sees Doxan as a toy. Make sure it stays that way.)

>>714713
Don't pass the fuck out and ruin the moment. She looks to be on the right track for a romantic night tonight.
>>714711
Don't walk out on her either. Stay the course.

>…there’s definitely something that she isn’t telling you.
She may just be ovulating or something. Needs to release, y'know?
>Which probably means Elete isn’t her real name. Who is she? Some kind of agent of the temple?
It's unlikely, but she might be the Archbishop without the mask.
>After all, she was something like ninety years old and bedridden when you were still studying a few years ago, so she would have a hard time doing anything productive the last year. She was also part of the academy, not the temple, so there’s that as well…
Given the bishop's outrageous claims, what if Eletasia experienced "Divine intervention" that showed her how to do these things, or just outright blessed her with them? Would be enough to turn some people to religion, especially considering Belseth simply heard the Divine words and turned.

>wait, are you shaking?
Deep breaths, Kronos! You made a promise and you need to keep it! Besides, can doesn't mean will. With their love for sweets they probably enjoy savoring things, which means smaller bites.

>>714714
This. A strong, healthy relationship requires good communication.

>so… wait, are you shaking?
Just nerves, didn't see you coming and after the last few days I'm a little on edge.

look, you fuck up now, and she Will really think you hate her. So you better calm down. You have nothing to fear from her, well you have, but if she wanted to do what the books said, she had plenty of opportunities to do it, this is just another one, and she won't do it.

Also, you still got your beak, right? Imagine How harmful that thing could be if used aggressively...

>…it’s scary how plausible that actually sounds.
That explains your vision of people going willingly to their deaths- they think it will go to good works. And the heavy and amoral burden Belseth was asked to bear- he may be the one who has to do all the coup de grace-ing to collect the souls. and it makes sense because people can't tap into the mana/soul river directly without exploding anymore, probably because of something life did, so the Archbishop will collect soul power/magic from the dying. Different methods, same results- souls are diverted from the soul river to repair limbs and eyeballs, and soon the river will dry up again.

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>Pass the fuck out.
Blood rushing from head… hands are numbs… eyes darkening… sweet oblivion, here I… come…
>Don't pass the fuck out and ruin the moment.
No! No… I… I have to stay awake… I can’t just fall over… then she’ll eat me for sure!

>Don't panic, Don't panic, Don't panic, Don't Panic, Don't pass out, Don't panic, Remember she loves you, Remember that of all the things she wants this relationship to succeed, Thus you have no chance of being eaten, Remember that she panics when she seen you injured, she does not want to eat you, she does not want to eat you.
Deep breathes… deeeeep breathes… no eating… no… no eating…
>With their love for sweets they probably enjoy savoring things, which means smaller bites.
Not helping!
>it makes no goddamn sense. Unhinging a jaw is fine and all, and you haven't exactly got a skinny neck, but even if it wasn't full of spine and arteries and airways, there's no way on god's green earth you could fit a pig's ribcage down there.
…right, it’s impossible! There’s no way it can be true! Someone is probably messing with you! After all, this book is rather… it’s not the best quality… so maybe it’s just more propaganda? It has to be… there’s no way… it’s not physically possible to eat someone like that… is it? It isn’t… no… can’t be.
>So is this the part where you resolve to bring two guns and a case of scalpels to bed?
You’re pretty sure having a ton of weapons in the bed would be more dangerous to you then to her. And even if you did, she can easily overpower you before you can even lay your hands on them, can’t she? …dammit, you have to stop thinking about… about… stop it!
>You still got your beak, right? Imagine How harmful that thing could be if used aggressively...
…you guess you should always peck her eyes out in an emergency… but stop thinking about attacking her and… her… dammit, stop!

>Just nerves, didn't see you coming and after the last few days I'm a little on edge.
Losing an eye will do that… both the edge part and not seeing people, heh.
>Just talk to her. Tell her what you've read and ask her to help you understand.
Hmm? Yah think I can- Is that really something to discuss with a lady on an evening like this, eh?
But I-
Hmpf, I ‘ate to admit it, but Belseth was right. It was stupid to even mention the… no, we should really just drop the subject, don’t yah think so?
…but…
Now, ‘ow about we go outside instead, make ourselves comfortable and await the grand dinner I’ve arranged for? Just dispel those thought of ye about that… thing and enjoy the view, eh? It’s almost sunset, yah ‘now… so maybe we can enjoy it together?
…
It is a really lovely evening, is it not? So let’s drop that subject for another time and just enjoy ourselves, eh?


>Relax. It's like, her hobby to make you uncomfortable.
…it kind of is… and you can’t tell if she’s doing it right now and just messing with you or if she’s actually serious about this.
>She looks to be on the right track for a romantic night tonight.
…but you are currently not on that track… not after this…

>Sisah may just be ovulating or something. Needs to release, y'know?
You’re pretty sure Serpens don’t actually ovulate like that and- err… actually, you’re not sure how exactly their reproduction systems works besides the basics. Biology of the other species was never an important subject to study for someone like you.
>It's unlikely, but she might be the Archbishop without the mask.
… … …when you think about it, they are about the same size but… no, no way… there’s no way someone that powerful would just walk around without some kind of guard or something following them around, right?
>Given the bishop's outrageous claims, what if Eletasia experienced "Divine intervention" that showed her how to do these things, or just outright blessed her with them?
You’re pretty sure the whole plan with creating a god exists because the Archbishop can’t actually bless people like that yet.
>That explains your vision of people going willingly to their deaths- they think it will go to good works.
…why does this make so much sense! Something like this isn’t supposed to make this much sense!
>Different methods, same results- souls are diverted from the soul river to repair limbs and eyeballs, and soon the river will dry up again.
…and the world ends… great, this is really something you should think about right now. This thought, coupled with what the book just said… it’s not putting you in the mood for anything…

So do you think there's a way to divert the flow of souls somewhere else, or break open a vein of soul energy in a dimensional rift? That might distract Life long enough to get away with creating a weapon strong enough to unravel them.

Seriously, why hasn't anyone tried before? It may be theoretical but Xuv lives on theoretical.

Okay time to find Elete and Belseth and make them date in a TINY box until Elete spills the beans about who she really is.

Alright.
You need someone to talk to.
Maybe not to make plans with, but just to talk to.
Your wife is right there and available.

You're not going to get anything accomplished tonight, so just let it be for now.
Let Briannah know that you want to enjoy the evening and get your mind off things, but that you still want to discuss certain matters at a better time.
Besides, she's clearly uncomfortable with the subject.

well the first thing you should do is put that damn book down. After that just go outside and calm down. We can work on what to do next from there.

Get yourself together, Prince, right this instant! This is the time for you and Briannah, nothing and no one else in the world!

> no, we should really just drop the subject, don’t yah think so?
Whoa whoa whoa, she isn't teasing you relentlessly, playing guessing games and showing off her sailor's vocabulary? Something is seriously wrong here.
> Just dispel those thought of ye about that… thing and enjoy the view, eh?
The fact that there is something in this world that can make you uncomfortable only worries me more. Besides, I've got more where those thoughts came from.
>it’s not putting you in the mood for anything…
What about Bri's dress?

>>714731
Okay okay, put the book down, look at your wife, tell her she's beautiful. Give her a hug, try to just think about her for a while.

Hug wife, love wife, don't let go.
Id say now is actually a good time to stop thinking.

Drop the book, drop the subject, psych yourself up. Xuv did the hard work already getting you over your fear of Sakkilians, don't relapse now of all times. Just push any stray thoughts (and/or suggestions) out of your mind.

>look at your wife, tell her she's beautiful.
Make sure you spend a second or two looking so she can't say you didn't even look.
>… it’s not putting you in the mood for anything…
Here's a thought for the night: Snuggling great big butt. Another thought? She mentioned something much more "Vulgar" than kissing that Belseth could do with you. You can totally take his cute butt for a spin too. Bri's first, though.

>>714768
This,

Close the book, drop it to the floor with a thud, and hug Bri close. Hug her because you know for sure she loves you and would never, ever hurt you. And because you're hurting her deep down because the man she loves is acting afraid of her and you don't want to hurt her. And because being in her embrace has been comforting before. ...And because you know there's only one way Bri would ever want you inside her and it doesn't involve her stomach at all.

While hugging tell her that you desperately wish to forget about that subject and so many others clogging your mind and souring your mood and enjoy the lovely, romantic evening she appears to have planned, but you don't know if you'll be able to. Lament that you're a horrible fool for reading what you did when you did. Your morbid curiosity just couldn't leave it be, and in your hubris you thought that it would be yet another fear to face that you would best. But you couldn't and your oldest phobia reared up from the swirling depths of your mind like a leviathan and dragged you down. Down into a terrible place you don't know you'll be able to escape from in time to recover your mood. And the thought that you may not be able to and that yet another of your screw ups will ruin a wonderful evening together you both so wanted is like a dagger twisting in your heart. You don't want that more than anything right now.

Tell her you'll do your best to clear your mind and get your mood back over dinner, and you hope very much that you will. But if you can't... Perhaps then we'll talk and see if together we can expel some of your mental demons and recover the evening. Then take her hand in yours and walk to the balcony.

>it’s not putting you in the mood for anything…
Then shove all your thoughts aside and remember everything about Bri that makes you care for her and even love her. The way she teases you that you do like deep down. How clever and smart she is. Her strength of will and physique. The feel of her heartbeat and warmth as you wake up in her embrace. The sway of her hips and undulation of her tail as she walks. The sublime form of her thighs and derrière. She's who you didn't know you needed in your life until she was forced into it. Would thinking of all that bring your mood up off the floor?

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>Get yourself together, Prince, right this instant! This is the time for you and Briannah, nothing and no one else in the world!
This is about Bri… Bri and her beautiful ways… her big… body and… large maw… filled with teeth… gods…
>Whoa whoa whoa, she isn't teasing you relentlessly, playing guessing games and showing off her sailor's vocabulary? Something is seriously wrong here.
Something is different? What is she thinking… d-did she just lick her lips!?
>Xuv did the hard work already getting you over your fear of Sakkilians, don't relapse now of all times. Just push any stray thoughts (and/or suggestions) out of your mind.
But… teeth! Teeth everywhere! No! Stop it, Kronos! She’s not going to… she’s not!

>I’d say now is actually a good time to stop thinking.
Mind... blank… your mind… is blank… it’s not working… you have to think about something, just not… that.
>Remember everything about Bri that makes you care for her and even love her. The way she teases you that you do like deep down. How clever and smart she is. Her strength of will and physique. The feel of her heartbeat and warmth as you wake up in her embrace.
…she’s lovely… and… she likes you… she might even love you. There’s no way she wants to… no… she loves you… and she want you to love her.
>What about Bri's dress? Does that bring the mood back?
…her dress. It’s… actually rather beautiful. While it doesn’t bring out her curves very well, it got that certain grace in it. It doesn’t make her sexy… it makes her gorgeous…
>Here's a thought for the night: Snuggling great big butt.
Her rear… that magnificent derrière... with her thick tail beckoning you in with a wave like motion… to the treasure that lies beneath it, just waiting for you… no, longing for your touch… for you to explore it… for you to spelunk into its depths… … …this is getting kind of creepy, if feels like you’re almost obsessed with it!
>Another thought? She mentioned something much more "Vulgar" than kissing that Belseth could do with you. You can totally take his cute butt for a spin too. Bri's first, though.
H-heh, err… the thoughts of what you wishes to do with her brother’s bum might not be the most fitting on a romantic evening with her… or half-brother, as it is… err… actually, what are they? They aren’t actually family, are they?


>Close the book, drop it to the floor with a thud, and hug Bri close. Hug her because you know for sure she loves you and would never, ever hurt you.
She embraces you as soon as you let go of the book, turning you around while doing so.
>Look at your wife, tell her she's beautiful.
…well, yah’re looking ‘andsome yeself, love…
>Let Briannah know that you want to enjoy the evening and get your mind off things, but that you still want to discuss certain matters at a better time.
Oh… really? I guess yah deserve that much… though, I would think someone like yah would just want to drop the subject permanently…
>The fact that there is something in this world that can make you uncomfortable only worries me more.
Heh, it’s not the subject that’s uncomfortable, it’s that ye are uncomfortable of it. But no, enough about that! This is our evening and I won’t let something petty as that ruin it! So, stop thinking about it AND ENJOY-

She easily picks you up without breaking your hug and carries you out onto the balcony.

-THE DAMN SUNSET WITH ME ALREADY, sheesh!
H-hey, careful!
There! Now we can… actually… what now?
…what do you mean, “what now”?
Well… this is kind of the first “romantic date” I’ve been on so… I ‘ave no idea what we are supposed to do now. Just wait for the food? Just enjoy the sunset and music? Eh?


>So do you think there's a way to divert the flow of souls somewhere else, or break open a vein of soul energy in a dimensional rift?
…you’re not sure how this river of souls even works… or if it even is a river! You’re pretty sure there’s no mortals left that know how it works at all.
>That might distract Life long enough to get away with creating a weapon strong enough to unravel them.
You’re not sure life can be distracted, if he is what he claims he is… and why would anyone even try to distract him? You’re the only mortal in the world that know he exist! …probably.
>Okay time to find Elete and Belseth and make them date in a TINY box until Elete spills the beans about who she really is.
While the mental image of those two in a box is kind of funny, you don’t think that would make Elete actually talk… and why Belseth of all people? You do need to find a way to make Elete spill the beans, that’s for certain, but you might want to find another way to do so.

Screaming contest. Rumors must be circulating by half past circle! Seriously is your shorted eye nerve malfunctioning because that's a yellow circle.

Get Elete into a room with your father and a few elite bodyguards. Pressure her to give a documented report to the official highest authority under airtight conditions.

>I ‘ave no idea what we are supposed to do now.
Well I believe that the music, the food, the view... they're not really what's important here. What's important is just being here together, in each other's company.

Well that's how I feel right now, what about you bri? What do you feel right now?

Does she wanna make out? This is a pretty good making out environment.

>>715484
Seconded.

>>715484
Eh, better not do that since that would just stoke Bri's physical desires and make it much harder to keep this date steered towards the emotional like it should be. Keep things to close hugging and a bit of kissing at most for now. Anything more should wait until the bedroom, or at least as a lead up to the bedroom.

Just make sure she doesn't skip straight to desert if you know what I mean.

> I ‘ave no idea what we are supposed to do now.
Lean into her. "We can just enjoy each other's presence."

Well, right now you think we'll snuggle up, you sitting on her lap with her arms holding you close to her chest so you can feel each other's heartbeat, watch the sunset and enjoy the feeling of being together. Perhaps talk a little about light subjects or tell little stories or anecdotes or just stay silent and soak up each other's presence. At the base of it there's nothing complicated about it, really. Then reach up and guide Bri's snout down to give her a kiss and tell her for this being the first romantic date she's arranged she's done great so far and to not worry. Take her hand in yours and watch the sun set together. Tell her that you do love when she purrs and you hope to hear and feel it now and many, many times going forward.

Ask Bri if she's ticklish while giving her a experimental tickle to the ribs and how much she minds being tickled.

Say to Bri a question has been floating around your head and ask her what the Sakkilian's origin myth or story for the wyverns is. And for the other dragon-ish creatures of the world as well. (Since the wyverns can't keep a history of how they came to be perhaps the Sakkilians have a hint to how in their myths and stories.)

>…this is getting kind of creepy, if feels like you’re almost obsessed with it!
Yes, how and how much you're thinking about it is creeping up on creepy. While you are a "ass man" foremost and Briannah does have the finest rear you've ever seen, you are putting too much attention on it. Besides, focusing excessively on the physical side of your relationship with Bri is what you want to avoid, right? You want to make it a more emotional and loving relationship so it lasts, yes? So pull your mind out of her ass before you make yourself one.

>H-heh, err… the thoughts of what you wishes to do with her brother’s bum might not be the most fitting on a romantic evening with her…
Um... Are you thinking about giving anal? You've actually done it before? And liked it enough to want to do it with Belseth? Or is it a case where you'd do it because Belseth likes it? Because there are other ways if you don't like it that way, y'know.

How about you tell Bri about the brighter, lighter points of your day while you watch the sunset, such as the time you spent with your father, or the hug that you gave your sister that she seemed to need so. Oh, and that us digging up the garden did have a silver lining in that that magic rock we dug up Tim discovered is a earth elemental "egg." According to him it's the first recorded case of a elemental reproducing since the Old Empire, which is a huge deal, and that there's probably about a dozen more out in the garden. He's probably going to get all kinds of academic praise for his study of it.

>They aren’t actually family, are they?
As much as you don't want to risk bringing the mood down for Bri, you should at least start making inroads right now into figuring out what the deal is between her and Belseth. Just so you know the shape of things so you can potentially defuse situations and watch your step so you don't set things off accidentally. You don't have to find out everything now, but at least signal to Bri that you'll talk about it later.

Whisper to Bri (since you don't know who might be listening, like the musicians, and you don't want diplomatically damaging rumors getting around) that on a less light note, you figured out almost immediately what she was heavily hinting at last night in the medical wing about Belseth's parentage. That Belseth is a bastard as well, son of the Emperor and a unknown lady, sired roughly around the same time as Bri was. You're wondering if this is the genesis of their animosity. That Belseth was brought into the imperial family and Bri wasn't, either when she was born or when her father was killed in the war. Say that if she doesn't want to talk about this now you'll table it for later.

>not family
I thought that was clearly stated? They don't share parents.

Not that it really matters, as the important thing is if they consider eachother to be siblings. The taboo isn't based entirely on genetics, it's more public perception than anything else. Now, the chance of birth defects is higher entirely because of genetics.

>>715864
Eh, it wasn't explicitly stated, just deduced from the heavy hints Bri gave and the two week gap between her and Belseth hatching that Belseth let slip. It's pretty much a certain they're both bastards unrelated by blood, but having a solid confirmation from Bri would be good.

>>715794
>Yes, how and how much you're thinking about it is creeping up on creepy.
Hey, it was something to calm him down.

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>Get Elete into a room with your father and a few elite bodyguards. Pressure her to give a documented report to the official highest authority under airtight conditions.
Should you really bring father into this? After all, you’re almost as high of an authority as him, being the Prince and all. There’s also the problem with subtlety, in that this plan lacks it completely. Still, it’s a plan B if anything and you really want to know what her deal actually is.
>Yes, how and how much you're thinking about it is creeping up on creepy. Focusing excessively on the physical side of your relationship with Bri is what you want to avoid, right? You want to make it a more emotional and loving relationship so it lasts, yes? So pull your mind out of her ass before you make yourself one.
Right, this is about more than just bodies, isn’t it?

>Just make sure she doesn't skip straight to desert if you know what I mean.
You’ll make sure she enjoys the full course meal. After all, dessert is never as tasty without something a bit steadier before it.
>Screaming contest. Rumors must be circulating by now!
You’re pretty sure you’ll lose that one and as you don’t want to own Bri any more favors… of course, if everything goes well, maybe you’ll make her scream tonight anyway… *Cough*
>You don't know who might be listening, like the musicians, and you don't want diplomatically damaging rumors getting around.
There aren’t any musicians around; the music that is playing is coming from a magical rune. Which means that the one song it can play will get stale pretty soon... now, back to topic, of course there are still servant around, but they’ll only disturb us when they serve the food.


>Lean into her. "We can just enjoy each other's presence."
Mmmm… maybe we could? *Purrrr*…
>Tell her that you do love when she purrs and you hope to hear and feel it now and many, many times going forward.
Oh, I’m sure yah’ll make me purr plenty of times, love…
>I believe that the music, the food, the view... they're not really what's important here. What's important is just being here together, in each other's company. Well that's how I feel right now, what about you bri? What do you feel right now?
…I… I… … …happy… content… it feels like I can just be ‘ere with yah… forever…
>Then reach up and guide Bri's snout down to give her a kiss and tell her for this being the first romantic date she's arranged she's done great so far and to not worry.
*Kiss* …glad that yah liked it, my little dove…
…!
…what’s wrong? Yah suddenly tensed up?
It’s… nothing. It’s not important right now.

The servants arrive with the starter of our meal, a rather light dish made on shrimps, salad and a kind of spicy dressing. You and your wife dig into it without hesitation.

>Say to Bri a question has been floating around your head and ask her what the Sakkilian's origin myth or story for the wyverns is. And for the other dragon-ish creatures of the world as well.
Origin story? Aren’t they just what’s left of the dragons? The real ones, I mean? Why do yah ask? They aren’t anything more than animals, after all.
>How about you tell Bri about the brighter, lighter points of your day while you watch the sunset, such as the time you spent with your father, or the hug that you gave your sister that she seemed to need so. Oh, and that us digging up the garden did have a silver lining in that that magic rock we dug up Tim discovered is a earth elemental "egg."
An egg? Wait, yah mean that the elementals are awakening again?
It seem so.
That… if everything I’ve ‘eard is true, then this means… that the world really is getting more magical? Huh…

The main course of the dinner arrives, which you suspect Briannah personally ordered seeing as its center piece is a large piece of barbequed Ankwark meat.

>Whisper to that on a less light note, you figured out almost immediately what she was heavily hinting at last night in the medical wing about Belseth's parentage.
Really? So yah ‘now we aren’t actually… and that we don’t really consider ourselves… well, we didn’t actually meet each other until we both were adults, so we wouldn’t consider ourselves family even if there was blood between us.
>You're wondering if this is the genesis of their animosity.
…yeah, it is. ‘e did after all steal my birthright as the daughter of the empress… and ‘e… ‘is ego can’t take it that ‘e’s the son of a glorified accountant and a whore… especially when someone like me are the one who should ‘ave ‘is place. But, I ‘ave to realize, it’s not ‘is fault… it’s ‘is father… the emperor. ‘e’s the one who blackmailed my mom to change the eggs… just so ‘e would be certain that ‘is blood was the one most suited for success. Ugh… I don’t like talking about it…

At last, the servants comes carrying the dessert, consisting of a thickened sweetened cream mixed with white chocolate and topped with a coulis of dark berries.

>Ask Bri if she's ticklish while giving her an experimental tickle to the ribs and how much she minds being tickled.
Ticklish? Of course no- Snnrk, S-sto-nn-p it! AHAHA-K-KRONOS! S-Stop it! Snnrk!
Do you yield?
N-nSnnrkhAHAEVER!! NEVER!! I’LL-snrrk..s-sstop!!
:KrononSB: Yield?
Snrk, ah AH HAHA! D-DAM-Snnrrk-Banan! BANANA!
Banana?
O-our safe word, remember? Ugh… Dammit, Kronos, damn yah and ye feathery fingers!
So, you are ticklish?
Yes, yes, I admit, I’m ticklish… geez… now, eat ye dessert, as I ‘ave another surprise for yah!

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Now, seeing as yah own me big time for yesterday… and that yah owe me for doing this as well…
…that’s fair, I guess…
Which means yah owe me four favors, one of them big.
Four? I’m pretty sure it’s three.
Yah never did scrub my back, did yah?
Oh… but you still owe me three favors.
Two favors.
…two?
Yah used one up to get a piggy back ride, eh?
Oh, right…
Now, come ‘ere… I want to show yah something…

She leads you to your bedroom, where you are met with a thick aroma of Lavender, a new kind of music that is more intimate then the last and a sea of flowers. There are even rose petals strewn all over your bed! There is also a wine bottle with wooden cups, a plate filled to the brim with fruits of all kinds and… some kind of weird Serpent medical bottles? You can hear Briannah locking the door behind you and then walking past to the large bed. Sitting down, she let her hands wander over the sheets for a few seconds as she looks you in the eye, before speaking...

So… what now, beloved?

Why don't we check in on Kronos and Brianna in the morning?

>>716015
Have some wine while burning a favor to get her to wiggle out of that dress in front of you. Then lay her on the bed and feed her some grapes or other small fruit as part of the foreplay.

...hang on we're sure that wine is safe, right? Getting poisoned would sure ruin the mood.

Sit beside her, feed each other fruits, enjoy each other's company... Then show her some other things you can do with your fingers. and then make sweet love to her until she forgets all about the favors... all the geopolitics... and how all the Regicide pieces are supposed to move.


>>716017
Yeah, that doesn't look like a new bottle. You shouldn't be drinking anyway, you featherweight, you're a destructive enough influence without alcohol.

...Oh, gods. Your heart is thundering in your chest and your libido is roaring at the sight of Bri sitting on the edge of your bed giving you that come hither look. It's hard to keep your mental restraint and focus in the face of that, but you must. After everything you can't blow it at this point. Remember, the journey is what makes the destination matter here. Take it nice and easy, build up gradually and if Bri tries to rush things then rein her in, even if you have to use your favors and then some. You have all evening to make love to her and you're going to use every minute. And no matter what, don't forget that the safe word is "banana."

Smile, jokingly hold your chest and tell Bri that right now you have to keep your heart from hammering out of your chest at the glorious sight of the lady you love before you. Say you may just swoon into her arms if you get too close, then walk forward and dramatically do just that, draping your arms around her neck and giving her a long, deep, passionate kiss. Draw back and tell her that she's marvelous and you're going to make her feel that way before making sweet love to her.

Step back and pick up the wine bottle, eying it with suspicion. Ask Bri how sure she is that the wine is safe, and when she says you're being too paranoid say she's right. It's just you have this tiny feeling that since things are going so wonderfully that something, somehow is going to interrupt it. Then fill both cups mostly full, wondering out loud why they're wood ones, and hand one to Bri. Cork the bottle and say that you're going to avoid any more alcohol than this tonight since you want to be clear headed for everything. ...Oh, and you almost forgot: Ask her if she put up those contraceptive charms of hers; The ones she said she had after you told her of what Xuv wanted from you two.

Pick up a couple of the weird Serpens medical bottles and ask Bri what they are and are for as you glance over the labels. Are they just lube, oils and such or is she thinking of bringing some recreational alchemy into the evening? ...Or did you just mistake a bunch of exotic dildos for colorful strangely shaped bottles?

Take the fruit platter, sit next to Bri take turns feeding each other grapes and small fruits and giving each other kisses. Tell her that you have some ideas of what to do, but you'd like to hear what ideas she has, and what she's thinking of using some of her favors for here. It's just so we can figure out what we want and we're going to do with each other and don't get any surprises.

You're thinking of giving her a striptease. You slowly, sensually undressing to the music, giving her a show, shaking your tail feathers for her. Leaving your underwear for her to personally remove. Then you'd take a seat on the bed with wine in hand while she goes and does the same for you. After that, you'll give her a massage. She lays on her front on the bed, you remove her prosthetics, then straddle her back and work your hands over her from head to foot to tail tip. (And give her a little tickle surprise.) Knead her buttocks and thighs. ...And reach under her tail to warm her up for things to come. And then you're going to kiss her all over, from her arms up to her face, down her chest and even farther down. You're going to make use of your tongue in all kinds of ways down there and be quite glad Sakkilians taste so sweet. And then, then you'll make slow, sweet, tender love to her like the glorious lady you love deserves.

Take out the banana from the fruit plate (because of course Bri would have them include a phallic fruit) and ask Bri to give you a demonstration of what she can do with her tongue with it. Tell her that you're also interested in what she can do with her tail, and that perhaps she could give a demonstration on herself.

You can't help but feel ashamed that after breaking your big promise to Bri it was her that arranged this grand romantic evening and not you. You owed her big and you really should have done something like this to start to repay her, and yet you didn't even think of it. And just because you had a lot of other things on your mind is no excuse. For your thoughtlessness you deserve to owe her that additional favor, and from now on you have to do better. You should start making romantic gestures in some way to her every day, starting tomorrow.

Art mistake: Briannah's left hand is flesh, not prosthetic.

Ask Bri why last night she was pressing for you to "lighten up" when it would break your promise to her. Why was she pushing you when you were on the edge? Didn't she want you to keep your promise? ...Perhaps that big favor shouldn't be quite so big because of this.

Don't get too physical too soon. You want to build up gradually. Start out by getting Bri comfortable and letting her know all the ways you love her with your words, rediscovering that silver tongue of yours you've lost these last few days, then with your kisses and each others' touch, for a long time before either of you get out of your clothes.

Lay her back on the bed, take the fruit platter and lay on your side next to her and feed her little fruits while you tell her in every way how wonderful she makes you feel. Tell her that when you're close to her you feel content and happy too. That when you're in her embrace everything feels right with the world. Tell her that you've felt things with her that you haven't felt with anyone else before. Tell her that she makes you want to work to be a better person.Tell her that you feel like the luckiest Vark alive that you'll be marrying her. That you want to spend the rest of your days with her. Tell her that you wish this perfect evening would never end. Lean in close and whisper in her ear that you love her, then give her a long, deep kiss. And follow that kiss with another, and another, many times over while each of you feels the other over. And when you can't stand one more second of anything between you anymore, that is when the clothes come off piece by piece and the foreplay really starts.

If Bri tries to move too fast or take too much control, use one of your favors and tell her that you want her to move at your pace. You want to take it nice and slow and romantically, with you calling the shots on when things happen. As for what happens, that you'll figure out together, taking into account any favors she wishes to use. Basically, you want to be the conductor of this symphony.

At some point tell Bri that your eyepatch has been damn itchy all day and that, unless she doesn't want you to, you're going to take it off as well when you disrobe so it doesn't distract you in any way from what's to come. That is, unless she knows a quick, easy trick to get it to stop itching.

It's most likely far too late to count for the favor, but tell her that you were planning to take her to the big bath tomorrow right after our morning exercises and make good on your promise to scrub her back. And then, since you were so very late, you'll wash every other part of her very thoroughly, getting into each and every crevice until she's satisfied she's totally clean.

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>Art mistake: Briannah's left hand is flesh, not prosthetic.
Why did I make so many characters asymmetrical!?

>...hang on we're sure that wine is safe, right? Getting poisoned would sure ruin the mood.
You’re pretty sure it’s been tested for poison… after Bri’s fake poisoning the security against such things have been improved considerately… both to make the poisoning seem more real and for our safety.
>You shouldn't be drinking anyway, you featherweight, you're a destructive enough influence without alcohol.
One glass can’t hurt… can it?
>burn a favor to get her to wiggle out of that dress in front of you.
Why burn a favor on something you can probably get for free?

>Ask Bri why last night she was pressing for you to "lighten up" when it would break your promise to her. Perhaps that big favor shouldn't be quite so big because of this.
Because yah were in no shape to uphold that promise, eh? Still, kind of ye fault for charging right into yah brother’s trap so it still stand… of course, I might feel generous and make the favor I’ve been planning to ask a bit more… charitable for yah, heh…
>Pick up a couple of the weird Serpens medical bottles and ask Bri what they are and are for as you glance over the labels.
Why, read them yeself, ‘un…
“Cauda Levo“? “Acror Suci”? “Nervi frimavi”? Serpent drinks, alright… but what does it even mean?
Lubricant for those special places, a potion of “Stamina” for the both of us and the last one is… well, to make sure yah can keep the mast up later tonight, eh? Hehe…
>Fill both cups mostly full with wine while wondering out loud why they're wood ones and hand one to Bri.
Because getting glass in the bed would be a mood killer, eh? …I did try to get a pair of silver tankards, but apparently they weren’t fit for drinking, so the last minute fix was wooden cups instead. But it works, no?
>Cork the bottle and say that you're going to avoid any more alcohol than this tonight since you want to be clear headed for everything.
Oh, don’t worry, ‘usband, I’ll make sure yah remember tonight very fondly no matter what yah drink~
>Ask her if she put up those contraceptive charms of hers; The ones she said she had after you told her of what Xuv wanted from you two.
Oh, of course. It’s just… its location is currently a bit hidden… but don’t worry ye little ‘ead, as I’m sure yah’ll see it later tonight, heh…

>Lay her on the bed and feed her some grapes or other small fruit as part of the foreplay.
Yah ‘now… I’ve never liked grapes… they are so damn small, making it hard to bite them apart.
Don’t you just swallow them whole?
But then I won’t get the taste, will I? No, I prefer bigger fruit that are easier to either suck on or crush for those sweet juices inside.
>Tell her in every way how wonderful she makes you feel.
Briannah… I… I just wanted to tell you how you make me feel…
Oh?
I… whenever you are close, I… I’ve never been so content or happy… When I’m in your embrace everything is simply right… everything is perfect when I feel your heartbeat.
I love ‘earing ye ‘eartbeat too, love…
I… I feel things I’ve never felt before… things I’ve never thought that you could feel. You really are something special, Bri, something… amazing…
Oh, stop it, Kronos…
It feels like I’m the luckiest Vark to be alive for marrying a woman like you… to spend my life time with a lady so-
No seriously, stop it… Banana and all that, stop it. Yah’re getting way to sappy for my taste.
Oh… err… sorry…
If yah want show me ‘ow much yah love me… show me, don’t tell me. I want to feel ye love… ye desire… hug me, kiss me… breed me like the bitch I am!
Err…h-heh… um… h-how about we… err… speaking of fruit…
>Take out the banana from the fruit plate and ask Bri to give you a demonstration of what she can do with her tongue with it.
A demonstration?
You know exactly what kind of demonstration I have in mind, don’t you?
Oh? What kind of lady do you take me for?
The best kind.
Really? Then prepare to be amazed, love.

She grabs the fruit from your hand, quickly cracking open the top of the peel before throwing it into the air. On the way down, she catches it with only her tongue and start peeling it without ever using her hands. Her long, dexterous tongue wraps itself around the banana, slowly stroking it tenderly enough for it not to break before she guides it to her snout. Retracting her tongue and grabbing the fruit with her hand, she gives the top of it a gentle kiss before engulfing it, sucking it down and seemingly swallowing it whole, leaving only the peel behind.

…g-gods…
I can see by the tent yah are pegging that yah enjoyed the show, eh?

>Tell her that you have some ideas of what to do, but you'd like to hear what ideas she has, and what she's thinking of using some of her favors for here.
My ideas? Oh, my ideas are for later… maybe later tonight or even tomorrow. No, right now it’s all about ye ideas, love… yah’re the one who wanted to make love… so show me ‘ow yah make love, little dove…
W-Well… I got plenty of ideas for tonight, Bri… how about I start off with getting out of this stuffy suit… while putting on a bit of a show?
Oh? Yah mean yah’re going to strut around like the peacock yah are and show of that cute tush of ye? I suspect yah want me to do then same afterwards?
Well, yeah…
Only if yah promise to show me just ‘ow much yah love my body while I do so… You will already be naked after all… and maybe… maybe with the help my tongue you can… mark me… really show ‘ow much yah love me on my face~
Mark y-you?
I want… no, I need the first time between us to be all over my snout… I want to feel it… taste it… show the world I’m ye’s, Kronos!
Err… y-yes, that wo- I was thinking more in line of giving you a massage, actually…
Really?
To straddle your back and work my hands all over you, from head to your tail tip… and then… then I’ll show you what I can really do with these feathery fingers of mine~
Oh?
And then I’ll kiss you... all over your body. I’ll lick you from head to… further down… so far down that I’ll should consider myself lucky you Sakkilian taste so sweet.
I like where this is going…
I’m going to try to convert you to the five by just using my silver tongue~
And make me scream for the gods? Oh, I’ll take yah up on that challenge…
Now, I’ve been thinking of your tail…
Yah want to ‘ave a demonstration of it too?
Maybe after I’ve shown what my tongue can do you can show what that tail can do on yourself?
Hmm… maybe I can, love…
And after that… well… then I’m going to make sweet love to you until you forget all about our favors… all about the geopolitics… even how all the regicide pieces move… no, the only thing you’ll know is my name, as you scream it over and over as I make love to you~
Now that’s a challenge if I’ve ever heard one… now, just one more thing, dove.
W-which is?
Stop freaking teasing me and get going already before I tear of those clothes of your with my teeth and have my way with you! I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!
Heh… as the lady wants… I’ll make sure to put up a show…

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>Screaming contest. Rumors must be circulating by now!
’ARDER! FUCK ME ‘ARDER KRONOS!
Do you think they know they forgot to close the balcony door?
NNG-K-KRONOS!
This one would not like to speculate on the one Prince’s excites.
BREED ME DAMMIT!
Maybe we should find so-
D-DON’T Y-YAH DARE STOP!
Somewhere else t-
BY THE F-FIV-F-FUCK!
Let’s just leave.
ALMOST! I-I’M ALMOST… GODS!
This one concurs.
F-F-F-FFFFFFFUCK!!! AAAAH!!! *Gasp* D-don’t s-sto-fuck…K-Kronos…

…Briannah won the contest without a doubt. Also, of note, she is very, very loud… extremely so even…

[Briannah has successfully been bred!]

So how was it? Or is the night not over yet? Either way is Xuv's "gift/blessing" doing what she said it would?

Does that really count as making love? Well, it's still more personal than her usual bedroom activities I'd bet.

Now cuddle. Maybe go for a slower, more relaxed round two.

You're a red blooded young man with a stunning young woman so round 2 is a given, But you should probably slow down a bit and reaffirm your definitions of 'making love' and 'romantic' first.

Slump over Bri until you get enough of your wits and strength back to be able to move. Pull yourself up to give her a kiss, whisper that you love her and that now is cuddle time, then snuggle in next to her to cuddle and enjoy this blissful feeling together. And if she wants to go again too soon, push back and tell her that making love shouldn't be rushed and to have patience. After all, we have the whole rest of the evening so there's no hurry. ...What time is it, anyway? You lost track while you two were at it. How long has it been, and how long until the evening is over?

While cuddling with Bri take the time to think about things. Like that you worry that what you and Bri did wasn't making love and that you just fed her warped sexual addiction a huge meal, setting back working her through it big time. But thinking on it, you don't even really know just what "making love" means since you've never made love to anybody before. What you did here you pieced together from scraps of what you've heard and read making love is. Did you do it wrong? ...But thinking more, you think that it's making love and not just fucking when both people are thinking of "us" instead of "me." Thinking of the other's feelings and pleasure before their own. Listening to each other, paying attention each other's needs, working together to create a wonderful shared intimate experience. Trying to come together as one being, one soul. ...And you're not sure that's what happened here. Were you doing this? Was Bri? You don't know... But maybe it was enough to help Bri even if it wasn't perfect.

...Y'know, you haven't told Bri you love her yet, have you? You holding back because you're not sure you do love her, or is it think it goes without saying? Or is it that you aren't because you fear her twisted concept of love will warp it into something you don't want?

Ask Bri how it was for her and how she feels. You want to judge her reaction to all you two did to get to this point. And ask her want she thinks "making love" means, then tell her what you think it means.

Notice that you're feeling a draft and look about for the source, spotting the open balcony door. Give a little laugh, point it out to Bri, saying that you think the whole palace must have heard her extremely loud announcement of our union. It's not quite how you envisioned your father and sister hearing how things are going between you and Bri.

Say that since you did succeed at the challenges of making her scream for the Five and scream your name over and over you think she owes you another favor or two. So, what does she think?

>I want to feel ye love… ye desire… hug me, kiss me… breed me like the bitch I am!
>mark me… really show ‘ow much yah love me on my face~
>I want… no, I need the first time between us to be all over my snout… I want to feel it… taste it… show the world I’m ye’s, Kronos!
>BREED ME DAMMIT!
...This is all rather... degrading to her, isn't it? You have a feeling that it's not just kinks and may have some connection to how she got love twisted around with sex.

Ask Bri why she referred to herself as a "bitch" and wanted you to "breed" her, even screaming it in the throws of passion. And why did she feel the need that your first time with her you... "mark" her all over snout to show the world she's yours? That she needed you to be her "owner." When and how did she pick these up?

Ask Bri what she preferred to do in her previous sexual encounters. What did she want and what did she feel she needed? What was she looking for in them? As explanation for the questions say you want to get a better idea of what she likes in bed.

>Oh, of course. It’s just… its location is currently a bit hidden… but don’t worry ye little ‘ead, as I’m sure yah’ll see it later tonight, heh…
It was placed in the vicinity of her nether regions, wasn't it? That'd make sense given its function. Make sure to give the charm a look and see if it inexplicably burnt out or otherwise broke during your intercourse. Given both the kind of powerful ancient magic bullshit at the core of the prophecy of the Dragon as well as what Xuv could have done to you to make sure it happened, it wouldn't be surprising if one of those broke the charm. Or if not broke, rendered the charm ineffective or completely bypassed it. ...Or the prophecy was never literal and the offspring of the Dragon and the Highborn isn't a child but some concept or chain of events or some such. Prophecies are rather notorious for pulling that kind of thing. Still, you'll have to remember to ask Bri to take a pregnancy test in a day or two and see if the literal prophecy happened.

>But then I won’t get the taste, will I? No, I prefer bigger fruit that are easier to either suck on or crush for those sweet juices inside.
You'd think she'd just crush the grape against the roof of her mouth with that amazing tongue of hers to get the flavor. But maybe it's more trouble than it's worth for her to do that.

After cuddling for awhile you'll be ready for another round with Bri. It'd be good if the both of you showered to wash the previous round off. And since Bri can't wear her leg prosthetic in the shower, you'd best help her wash up. When you get back to bed, slow things down for round two. And don't let Bri push you into going faster.

Actually, you probably should not go for another round since another round would possibly make things more about sexual desires than love. Besides, you are about quality over quantity, right? And you just gave Bri a lot of quality here. Just keep cuddling her and soak in the bliss of being together.

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