This Love Needs No Words

It was a joyous night in the castle. Every window was lit up, even the ones all the way up the winding towers that we're usually always dim and shadowed. The front gates were open and all were welcome inside to celebrate the prince's twenty-seventh birthday. The ballroom was overflowing with men and women, both dressed in their absolute finest. It wasn't very often that the castle opened it's door to just about anyone and everyone who was attending wanted to put their best foot forward. It was nice for the commoners and peasants to have a night to get all dressed up and pretend for one evening that they themselves were more than what they were.

Prince Lucas sat by his father, in what was normally his mother's throne, but she was not around and young Lucas had, for the moment, grown tired of dancing and fooling around with the young women who had came to try and catch his eye. None of them could. "Father, when are you going to retire?" Lucas poked at the king, a question he found himself asking more and more as of late.

Still, his father hadn't grown aggravated and annoyed yet. Still, the king laughed, a thick and heavy bellowing sound that resonated deep within his chest. Stroking a hand through his thick, full gray beard, he just looked down at his son and shook his head. "It is not your time to ascend, nor is it my time to lie down." It was the same answer he received every time, though usually worded differently in some manner or another. The smirk that pulled at the corner of the princes' mouth stayed put though, his father stretching out his time longer and longer on the throne didn't worry the young prince. The longer his father sat on that throne, the longer he could fuck around and play like he was still young. He wasn't in so much of a rush that he couldn't wait a few more years.



Wren linked her arm with Aelia as they waltzed out onto the ballroom floor, hurrying their feet along to the step of the music as they swirled each other around, laughing and dancing as if they were just little toddlers again. Their dresses swirled around their legs, gorgeous, intricately designed pieces that put to shame any other maiden in the room. The two girls were absolutely lit from within, Wren's cheeks burnt a slight shade of red from the couple of glasses of wine she had snuck for herself. Multiple eyes were on them, other couples dancing around on the floor whispering about how one of them was a princess and the other, a rather lucky duchess who had found herself a resident in the castle.

"Woah, I'm dizzy," Wren gasped, grabbing onto Aelia's shoulders to steady herself, forcing her friend to stop their waltz. "Maybe forcing down that third glass was a wrong choice," the pale girl laughed, her face flush as she looked up at the princess.

"Glass of what, I might ask?" The prince found himself forcing his way between the two girls, his arm wrapping around his sister's waist. "If a certain tipsy duchess needs to go take a seat for a moment, I can entertain the princess with a dance," he smirked, his eyes flicking down towards Aelia. It wasn't hard to keep hidden what they had between them. No one would think oddly of a much older prince whisking his younger sister around the ballroom floor on his birthday. If anything, he was just being the big, protective older brother he was supposed to be. Still, he couldn't stop his eyes from roaming over her cleavage as he pulled her body taught against his. "Enjoying the party, Aelia?" A large smile broke across his face as he spun the princess away from the duchess.



Wren watched Lucas trail Aelia away, and for a moment, she almost wanted to gag. The two of them were almost too sweet, but deep down, watching the smile that lit up her friends face almost broke her, because she knew nothing good could come out of their relationship. Loosely placing her arms around her torso, the young girl made her way out of the heavy crowd, towards the glass doors that led out onto a balcony that overlooked the gardens. To her surprise, a certain knight was leaning against the doorway, staring down into a glass of what could only be presumed was ale.

"I didn't think you'd be the type to want to enjoy a ball?" Wren found herself teasing him, her eyes wandering over his much more formal attire, not his usual suit of armor he carried himself around in. "The frills look good on you," her voice slurred slightly, making it obvious that she had been eyeing his outfit. A sober Wren would've died before addressing a knight in such a manner, especially Alister. He was stern, shoulders always squared, a straight expression on no matter where he traveled. To see him standing in the ballroom, a button up vest on and a dark velvet dinner jacket, enjoying a drink? She could've never imagined, even in her wildest dreams.

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A small squeal of delight escaped from Aelia as she danced along to the music that was being played by the band. Her cheeks were a little bit pink from the glass and a half of wine that she had snuck alongside her best friend, Wren. "We made the world spin," Lia mumbled quietly to her friend just as her brother barged into their little personal dance party. "Luke!" Lia said happily as she leaned into her brother's side as he wrapped his amazingly strong arm around her waist. Totally ignorant about him looking at a place he shouldn't be.

"Wren and I snuck some goblets of wine, but it's a secret okay?" Aelia said in a horrible attempt at a whisper. A small giggle escaping from her as she was twirled by her brother. Then, when she was facing him once more, Lia let out a small sigh and rested her head on his shoulder. Looking up at him adoringly. "How are you enjoying your birthday so far?" She murmured quietly, enjoying their time alone on the dance floor.

For the past couple of days, Aelia, Wren and the rest of the royal family were all busy as they got their outfits ready for the Prince's birthday. The Heir's birthday was always the most extravagant since he was to be taking over for their father. Sadly, that also meant that Lia couldn't pester her big brother as much because of all of the planning that was going on and she was needed elsewhere. "Did you open my gift yet?" Lia asked quietly, lifting her head from Lucas' shoulder so that she could look at him head-on, even if he was a little blurry from the wine. For his birthday, Lia had gotten him sapphire cufflinks that she thought were pretty and hoped that he thought so as well.

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This was not his usual haunting grounds when not on duty. Usually, Sir Alister would spend his nights at the local taverns, or on the training grounds with the younger knights. Teaching the boys how to be men. How to properly parry, and how to actually do damage and not waste energy on uselessly swinging one's sword. So, this was totally and completely new to him. Maybe it was Alister's old age getting to him, but, he wanted to try something new. Or maybe it was that dick of his making the decisions for him.

Hearing a slurred voice speaking near him, Alister raised his head and looked towards the direction of the sound. An eyebrow arched as he listened to the lady, taking a moment to put a name to the face. Alister prided himself on knowing every one of importance, and Lady Wren was an important lady. "I'm usually not, My Lady," Alister said gruffly as he stood up straight. One arm moving across his stomach as he bowed respectfully towards the drunken duchess for a moment before he stood up straight.

"Thank you for the compliment," Alister added on, offering the young woman a quick smile before turning his head once more towards the outside world. Taking everything in, then it was like a light switch went off and he mentally smacked himself. He was a man at a party, but he was also a god damn knight. "Were you looking to get a bit of fresh air My Lady? Would you like me to accompany you?" Alister asked, stepping to the side in case Lady Wren wanted to walk out into the garden.

"Goblets of wine? It's not much of a secret if you go telling everyone, now is it?" Lucas chuckled, his brow raising to his hairline as he laughed at his sister. He wrapped his arm tightly around her waist, pulling her as close to his body as he dared. The prince didn't need to give any wandering eyes something to gossip about it, but oh, how he wanted to press her body firmly against his own. Nodding his head towards the duchess, Lucas stole Lia away, pulling them into their own dance. He guided her away from where they left her friend, leading her through the crowd of people as they danced together.

It was easier to play with his sister when she had a little bit to drink, though that didn't happen often. Every few weeks after a dinner party perhaps, or an evening when the king had guests over. Too bad they were in a room full of hundreds of people, too many eyes glued to him as he spun his sister around the floor. He was sure to keep a good hold on her though, noting just how tipsy she had gotten off of just a couple goblets. "I think that Wren girl is a bad influence," he teased, leaning to whisper into her ear. It was only a tease however. Lucas knew just how close the girls were, almost inseparable. It would be a crime to try and split the pair up.

"I did, they were lovely." He smiled, "It was the first gift I opened, of course." Lucas watched as Lia relaxed in his arms, her head leaning back, exposing her neck and chest to him. The crystal chandeliers that hung overhead cast sparkling reflections across the necklaces Lia wore, but even that couldn't peel his eyes away from her curves. "I doubt I'm enjoying myself as much as you are tonight," he smirked, letting his hand slip a little further down on her waist. "I'd say, I'm going to have to escort you back to your room sooner rather than later." The young princesses face was tinged red, especially the apples of her cheeks. The color magnified the youthfulness of her face, almost bringing a blush to his own.

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Wren had been ready to turn her nose to the knight, writing him off as rude when he turned his attention back to the view out of the doors to the gardens, but her reaction time was slow and by the time she had fully considered it, Alister had already spoken again. "I was looking for some air, yes, but I'd hate to pull you away from your drink," she couldn't help but tease, already forgetting how he had almost easily turned her away. "I, could, however, pull your drink away from you." The duchess linked her arm with the knight, not actually daring to steal his drink, but instead pulled him out onto the balcony. Thankfully, it was abandoned, and a nice cool breeze was passing by. The young girl's face was hot, and as she leaned gently against the balcony, roses climbing over the stonework like vines, she hid her hands away in some of the flowing red fabric of the bottom of her dress.

If she remembered correctly, this was actually her first time ever speaking to Alister. The young duchess had found herself staring at the knight quite often, her eyes tracing the square of his jaw, the curves of his lips... Only ever seeing him in his armor before, she wondered how muscular he could really be and staring at him now, the answer was very. Alister was very muscular. The sleeves of his jacket were tight, accentuating the chisel of his muscles underneath.

"Just here to celebrate the prince's birthday?" She questioned, sure that the answer to that was a big, fat no. Alister didn't look like he was in the best of moods, definitely not a celebrating one, and if she could guess, she would wager Alister was only trying to get his lips wet, and possibly leave with a woman on his arm. Wren didn't have more experience than her friend, the princess, she was a virgin herself, but she wasn't as watched after as the princess was. She could sneak out and come and go as she pleased, mingle with other girls her age, and due to those reasons, she knew somewhat about men and what they liked. The girls out in the town square really liked to gossip about their crushes, in very lewd ways and she had heard more than her fair share. Still, it was only fantasy to her.

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Listening to Lucas, Lia couldn't help but let out another small giggle. "Oopsies." She mumbled as she offered a shrug of her shoulders. The wine that her father always ordered for birthdays was the best. It always tasted sweeter to Lia, and though she was a very lightweight drinker, she still enjoyed sneaking some. Even if it ended up with her getting chastised by her father or Lucas at the end of the night when they realize provisions were lower then how they expected.

A simple roll of her eyes and a teasing smile followed suit as Lia and Lucas danced. Her hands resting on his shoulders in the proper positions as they danced to the music. A small groan escaped from Aelia as the Prince's breath tickled his ear as he spoke. Sending small shivers to move down her spine. Her toes curled slightly at the feeling."Wren is not a bad influence." Lia mumbled, sticking out her bottom lip in an overly dramatic pout. Her right hand tapping her brother on the shoulder as a playful hit. "She's a sweet girl, she's my best friend. You can't take her away from me." A small huff escaped from Lia as she ended her little tangent. Her cheeks turning a little bit more pink from her heated conversation. Although, it was mostly the wine talking.

Slowly, Aelia tried to straighten herself which ended up with her pressing herself against Lucas a little bit more. "I'm glad you liked them." She said quietly, stumbling a little bit as they danced. Then, a small laugh escaped from Aelia. "I am perfectly fine. I don't wanna go to bed yet." She wines quietly, pushing him away slightly, which resulted in her pressing against his hand that was quite near her ass. A hiccup followed suit and Lia couldn't help but giggle once more. "Okaaaayyy, maybe I should." Lia leaned forward and sighed as she relaxed against Lucas as the song ended. It was always so much fun dancing with her older brother. He always was the best dance partner, in Lia's mind.

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This was probably one of the most terrible ideas that Alister has ever had. Asking a young woman who was clearly intoxicated to go for some air. If she was to get hurt, then it would be on him and he'd have to deal with the disappointment from all of his friends and fellow knights. "Hmm, I dare you to try and steal my drink." Alister murmured as he watched the woman slip her arm through his as he helped her outside into the cool balcony. His eyes going towards the stars above them rather than the flowers in the garden that was below them. Not a cloud was in the sky tonight. Hopefully, that was a sign from the gods and brought the Prince and this kingdom some good luck.

Glancing down once the young duchess was speaking to him, Alister arched a brow in amusement. "No." Was his simple answer. He did not support the heir to this kingdom, he though the little brat was too irresponsible. "I am here at the King's request nothing more," Alister replied casually as he looked down at the young girl. Taking in how the red of her dress seemed to glow in the moonlight. Making the girl almost seem magical in a sort of spiritual sort of way.

Noticing that she was hiding her hands, Alister looked away. He was not familiar with this young lady. He had no right to offer her his coat for warmth. Yet, his mind told him that he should. He did. Slowly, Alister slid off his jacket and draped it over the young duchesses shoulders. Giving off the warmth that was from his own body to the young lady. "You should dress warmer on spring nights." He told her, looking back out towards the gardens. Not wanting to focus on that chivalrous act that he had just done.

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"Was it Wren's idea to sneak the wine, hmm?" The prince continued to tease, his hands sliding down her arms, feeling the heat that was radiating off of her. Lucas listened to his sister's little rent about her best friend, barely paying much mind as his eyes wandered the floor. His birthday evening was almost to a close and he danced with probably half of the women in the room. At one point, he had taken two by each arm and had been leading them around the floor. Still, he had grown tired of dancing with them, but as the song came to a close with a sister, he found himself cursing the band. He could never grow tired dancing with her. Steadying her by the arm, Lucas raised an eyebrow as he began to pry. "If Wren told you it would be fun to go jumping off the balcony into the pools below, you'd follow her in a heartbeat. Bad influence."

A smirk appeared on the young prince's face as he tightened his grip around her waist. The younger princess was barely standing on her own, her eyes looked heavy and tired and her speech was only getting lazier with each word she spoke. "You don't have to worry about anyone taking away your precious little friend," he assured her, gesturing towards the grand staircase that led out of the ballroom. "I will escort you to your room, highness. You could use a glass of water and a nice warm bed."

His fingers seemed to get lost in the fabric of her dress as his hand slid down the curve of her ass. Still, he was just being a good big brother, leading his drunken sister to bed. Nothing more. Though, once they were at the top of the stairs and no one else as around to notice, Lucas gave his sister's little ass a light squeeze, giggling when it made her jump. "Are you alright, sister?" His face was almost hidden behind how large his smile was as he continued to guide her towards her room.

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Wren wasn't so drunk that when the knight covered her with his jacket, her body still tensed and her eyes widened slightly. She pulled her hands up from the skirt of her dress, tucking them away inside the jacket as she slowly pulled it closer around herself. "Ah, but then how would I steal handsome men's jackets?" Wren leaned back against the balcony, knowing in the morning she would certainly regret all the flirting she was doing. That normally was not who she was, especially not with such older men, but Wren supposed she was a tad bit jealous of all the women in the ballroom that had a partner to dance with.

"Sorry," she murmured, feeling her head spin slightly as she moved to look back towards him. The young duchess certainly was beginning to feel unwell, but still she found herself playful. "I guess when I drink I think I'm a thief," she laughed, forcing herself to look up at the knight. With his jacket now gone, it was more obvious how built he was. Around his arms, his sleeves seemed like they might rip at any moment, from one wrong move. She wondered how she would feel held tightly against his chest.

Still, Wren was self aware and it had been obvious that the knight already wasn't having a good time. Standing up staight, Wren began to shrug his jacket off of her shoulders. "You don't need to keep me company, if you don't wish. I'm sure I'll find my way back to my room soon." The swift motion of standing up straight proved to be a challenge, the young girl bracing herself against the balcony once more as she took a deep breath. Definitely too much wine.

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"No..." Aelia mumbled quietly as she spoke with Lucas. Her little nose wrinkling a little bit. "I like wine." Lia mumbled quietly. "It's different than the juices that father allows me to have, and it makes everything fun. Don't you think so? I mean, it's good for cool nights when you have nothing to do. It also makes you feel warmer, do you feel warmer when drinking? I feel warmer because of the wine." Lia was starting to mumble now that Lucas got her onto a topic that she was interested in. "Oh." Lia murmured, her eyes perking up at the prospect of jumping into the castle's pool. "That sounds quite fun! Can we do that?"

A tired groan escaped from Aelia as Lucas mentioned that he'd escort her. She didn't want to go to bed yet, but if Lucas said so, then she'd have to listen. Although, when her bright green eyes landed on what a passing waiter was serving people, all of Lia's whining stopped. "Wait." She told Lucas and was quick to snatch a slice of cake with a tiny fork in it before the waiter could pass them completely. A happy grin was plastered on Aelia's lips as she then continued to walk with Lucas towards her room. "I didn't get any cake yet." She murmured as she leaned into his side for support.

As they got to the top of the stairs, Aelia had just taken a small bite of her cake when Lucas squeezed her butt. Resulting in her jumping and almost dropping her slice of cake. "Luuuke, that's not funny. I could have dropped my cake." Lia whined as she made sure to sturdy her hold on the cake plate as they walked. When they got to her room, Lia moved towards her bed and laid down flat on her stomach on the bed. "My blankies." She murmured as she rolled to the side and set her cake plate down on the bed beside her. Using her pointer finger and thumb, Lia pulled off the strawberry that was on top and took a small bite. Moaning at the sweet taste of the fruit. "Yum." She murmured, and then rolled onto her back as she snacked on the fruit and the cake.

Realizing that Lucas was still in the room, Aelia sat up slowly. "Want a bite?" She asked, using the fork to get her brother a piece of cake and then offering it to him. Except, when he'd come to take a bite, she'd eat it instead. Her tongue licking over her lips to get the extra frosting. "Yum." She said and then giggled as she focused down on her cake again. Drunk Lia loved sweets.

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"That is something that I cannot answer, Lady Wren. Women have many tricks up their dresses." Alister said softly as he offered the young girl a small smile. His eyes glanced over Wren once more, taking in more of her than just the red dress that she adorned. The way that it hugged her body, for instance, was quite alluring. It looked like it was made for her, although given who she was, it probably was. Most high ranking nobles and royalty usually had dresses tailored specifically for them.

Slowly, Alister ran his tongue over his lips as he listened to Wren. It was clear to him that she was intoxicated, and while he didn't usually care for women who were, he found this girl amusing. Her lips seemed to be quite loose, sprouting compliments and random jabber like it was nothing. It was one of the most amusing things that he's heard in a while. Especially the compliments since most women tended to stand clear of him because of his six-foot-something height. "Woah." Alister murmured as he reached out to steady Lady Wren when she stumbled a little bit. His large hands resting on her shoulders for the best ability to help her.

"Careful." Alister murmured, then fixed his jacket that was on the young woman's shoulders. Holding it in place for a moment before releasing his hold on her. "I never spoke a word about not wanting to keep you company." Alister murmured, mentally smacking himself upside the head for that horrible line. "Do you want to sit down?" He asked, taking a step back and motioning to the stone bench that was on the balcony. "You might be able to get your bearings a bit better if you rest for a few." He told her, worried that this woman would fall and hurt herself at any moment.

"Would you like some water? I can fetch you some." Alister offered, trying to keep the young girl in his company until she couldn't stand any longer. "Or, would you rather I assist you in getting back to your quarters?" As a royal knight, Alister knew where all of the rooms the royals used personally were. Which meant he already knew what room belonged to Lady Wren.

Before Luke could even attempt at undoing her bed for her, the young princess was already crawling on top of her bed, her eyes completely affixed on the sweet treat before her. The prince couldn't deny that wine did make lots of things more fun, his sister being at the top of the list. She was soft and quiet, for the most part, when she was sober and Lucas loved her like that too, but give the princess a glass or so of wine and... Well, you had a wild princess rolling around in her bed licking whip cream off of her fingers.

Lucas stood off by the door, shutting it slowly behind himself. His eyes lurked over Aelia's body, wishing her frame wasn't hidden so well by her frilly party dress. The prince could only blame himself, he did pick it out for her. He often did, especially for events and parties. Lucas always wanted to make sure his little sister looked perfect. He snapped out of his thoughts once his sister sat up, teasing him with a bite of her cake on the end of her fork. A small smirk tugged at the corners of Luke's lips as he sulked over to her bed, getting down on his knees by her bedside.

He opened his mouth and reached for the bite, only to find Aelia stealing it away from him. Such a tease, in more ways that one. "That wasn't very nice of you," he laughed, his hands pushing up her sides, bunching up the tulle of her skirt as he did so. "You can't be comfortable in this gown, how long have you been in it?" His tongue licked over his bottom lip, already undressing her in his mind. "Would you like me to help you out of it?"

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At the thought of water, Wren thought that sounded like a great idea. In the past several hours all she had done was sip on wine, and less than an hour ago, the duchess and the princess had snuck away to the kitchens to chug down another goblet, too. The girl hadn't eaten anything either, so maybe a glass of water would help her to feel better. "Would you mind?" The young girl was quick to ask, taking his suggestion to sit down on the bench. "I'm not ready to turn in for the night, yet." A smile broke out across her blushing face as she looked up at him.

She had already made sure that she wasn't bothering the knight, she had given him an out to leave her alone, if he wanted too, but he decided to stay. And he had gone on to offer to get her a drink, so why wouldn't she accept? Still, Wren felt a little guilty, thinking that surely this knight didn't want to baby sit her drunken self. The young girl could still feel the weight of his touch on her shoulders when he situated the jacket around her and if she hadn't stopped herself, she might've leaned up against him, instead of sitting on the bench.

Wren watched the knight disappear into the castle, shivering as she ran her hands up her arms underneath the jacket. Her dress was lovely, but it being off the shoulder and with such a low cut neckline, there wasn't much fabric to keep her warm. Turning on the bench, she leaned her arm against the balcony and looked below at the maze like gardens and the pools below them.

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A giggle of her own was Aelia's only response to her brother's words. A small smile playing along her lips as she savored the thick frosting and the sweet and sponginess of her cake. "It's so yummy, I couldn't help it." She told him, hoping that the little excuse was enough to not have Lucas be upset with her. Although she really doubted that he was even upset in the least bit with her.

At his next questions, Lia couldn't help but sober up a little bit. The lingering sweetness of the frosting on her lips causing her to not really focus on what Lucas was referring to. "I've been at your party all night, duh." She told him, then nodded her head as she accepted his offer. "Yes please, I don't think I could undo the dress on my own. Miss Lily had to help me with it." Her nose wrinkling a little bit as the older woman came to mind. "I'm so ready to breathe freely once again." She mumbled as she slid forward a little bit more so that Lucas could have an easier time undressing her. "My corset too?"

A content sigh escaped from Aelia as the tight dress was removed from her. Leaving her bare before Lucas except for her black cotton panties. "So much better. That dress was so tight." Lia mumbled quietly as she looked towards her brother and offered him one of her sleepy smiles. "Thank you, Lucas." She murmured quietly. Then she leaned over and pressed a small kiss to Lucas' right cheek. "Happy Birthday." She murmured quietly.

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"I shall be right back." Was all Alister said as he wanted back into the ballroom. Stepping around gatherings of people who were talking. Doing his best to easily miss any of the dancing couples. The music was still loud and clear, but he could clearly hear the shift in the tone. The party would be ending rather soon. Maybe another half hour or soo, then more of the stragglers would be asked to return home for the night. Having had their fill of the royal's hospitality, the people would be quite happy.

Making his way towards the little snack table, Alister reached out and grabbed one of the pre-poured glasses of water. He was about to turn around when he spotted some light scones on the table as well and thought it'd be a good idea to offer it to the lady. Liquor often made people's body's shut down if they don't eat or drink enough water after. Causing them to feel sick and sluggish. Which both cases seemed to be fitting for the young lady. So, with a plate of two scones for the lady and a goblet of water, Alister made his way towards the drunk young lady that he was stuck taking care of.

"Here," Alister said quietly as he offered the goblet and plate to the young woman. "You need something in your system besides just wine." He told her as he waited for her to accept the plate. Then, he crossed his arms over the railing and looked out at the garden. Taking in the view once more while the woman took care of her needs. "How did you manage to get wine? I saw guards stationed around, making sure that you youngsters didn't sneak any." Alister looked at Wren through the corner of his eye. Wondering if she'd tell him the truth in her drunken state.

Her brother was more than ready to pull the tight garment from his sister's body. Watching as she slid up on the edge of the bed, his arms wrapped around her torso, his fingers blindly fumbling with the buttons up the back, but he had done so before and it only took him seconds to loosen them. He let his eyes linger over her body for a moment, enjoying the way her corset pushed her breasts up to her collar, the soft delicate skin of her breasts almost begging to be kissed.

Pulling the corset from her torso, Lucas let it fall to the floor, almost losing control over himself when he heard his sister wish him a happy birthday. A slight red tint graced his cheeks, and before he thought about it, he blurted out, "maybe you should sing me happy birthday." The boys face was lit up, like he had been waiting to celebrate his birthday alone with his sister all day. He felt like he hadn't even seen her that day until now, and it was accurate. They had both been too busy, being pulled one way and then another as the castle tried to perfect the night.

His hands caressed down her sides, until his thumbs grazed against the waistband of her panties. Letting his hands linger there, he lowered himself to his knees again, squatting on the floor before his sister. His hands slid lower, until he could hook his hands underneath her knees, pulling her so until he was resting gently between her legs. "Come on, Lia, please sing for me."

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Wren was almost overjoyed when she saw the little plate of scones, realizing just how hungry she had been. "Thank you," she smiled, reaching out for the plate quickly after taking the glass of water from the man. Taking a bite of one of the scones, she looked up at the knight as he leaned over the railing, wondering if it was the wine she had drank that was making him seem so... handsome. It was either the wine or the moonlight, something was making him seem almost irresistible. The young Duchess had laid eyes on the knight many times before and while he was, without a doubt, a handsome man, he was positively taking her breath away in the moment.

"How d-did I get the...?" She began to repeat back his question, remembering the sweet taste of the wine. She wished she had another goblet of it. "It's easy to get past a few guards, bat your eyelashes enough and they look the other way-" she quickly bit down on her lip, looking up at Alister like she had made a terrible mistake. Quickly shutting up, she cleared her throat, finding her fingers picking at the scone. "The princess and I just wanted to have some fun tonight," she slurred, feeling embarrassed. She knew it was dangerous to flirt with older men, especially guards who might decide not to just turn their cheek, guards who might not take their flirting as harmless. She never really thought about what she might do if a guard decided to take more from her.

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"Sing for you?" Aelia repeated quietly, a confused look appearing on her face as she felt Lucas' expert finger freeing her from the constraining fabric of her dress and corset. The moment the corset was off and her breasts were free, Lia took in a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. Savoring the ability to breath more at ease then she had all night. Then, her eyes closed and her head fell back slightly as Lucas' hands slid down her sides. His cooler hands sending shivers down her warm sides. Allowing a small groan to escape from Lia.

Moving her hands to rest on the bed and balance herself, Aelia opened her eyes and looked down at Lucas. Sitting between her legs. The thin fabric of her panties the only thing that was hiding any of her body from him. Her legs had parted as he pulled her closer to him, instinctively begging for Lucas to come closer to her body. They had fooled around a little bit, mostly just stealing kisses and secret caresses, but this was the barest she's been in front of Lucas and to be honest. She didn't mind it. She just hoped that he approved of her. "Alright, I'll sing for you," she said as she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. Her breasts rising and falling with the movement. The cool air causing her nipples to harden slightly and pebble.

Then, Lia started to sing quietly to Lucas. A small smile playing along her lips as she reached out with a hand to play lightly with his short hair. Savoring the bonding moment that they were sharing.

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As Wren opened up to him a small hum started to escape from the knight. His head slowly nodding as he let her words sink in. She seemed nervous talking about this with him. This made sense, he was a high ranking royal knight, as well as an older man. "Understandably, you both wanted to have some fun," Alister said after a little hole. It was a party, the knight couldn't just up and tell her that it was a bad idea. It's already been done and from her shy response, she seemed sorry that she had done so.

"But do know, that it's technically stealing." Alister turned his head to look towards the young girl. "You technically stole from the King, and even though he is the Princesses' father, it's still his wine." He was trying to guilt-trip the young lady into not wanting to sneak wine again. "If it was any other respectable knight, you'd probably be taken to the cells to sober up and then fined. Possibly held for a couple of months for the offense in the person you stole from wishes it." He explained the proper protocol to the young woman.

"Are you feeling better?" Alister asked as he watched the young woman pick apart the scones that he had brought for her. "The water and scones help?" He asked, turning his larger body so that he was facing her instead of away from her.

Lucas couldn't hide his smile when Aelia began to sing to him sweetly, celebrating his birthday the best way he knew how. He hid his smile be leaning his forehead against her stomach, his fingers tracing small patterns as they hooked into the fabric of her panties. If anyone had asked, and if he could be truthful, he'd say this was the best birthday present he had received. He
breathed her in deeply, enjoying the soft aroma of her skin, tilting his head up slightly so he could watch her breasts move with each breath she took.

He watched her nipples harden, his lips parting as he appreciated the light pink color of them. The urge to rise up and take one in his mouth was strong, especially as it seemed like Aelia didn't even notice him staring. Her fingers moving through his hair only helped to stimulate him, his trousers tightening around his crotch. Cautiously, Lucas pressed soft kisses above Aelia's belly button, trailing them up between her breasts, his left hand leaving her side so he could cup one. His thumb brushed over her nipple and he felt his cock twitch when she gasped, not expecting the touch. "You are so beautiful," he whispered, nestling his head into her bosom, closing his eyes softly as her singing stopped.

"Is this alright?" The prince cooed, not moving from his spot, his thumb still flicking over her right nipple, brushing over it in small circles. If Aelia ever made it clear to him that she was uncomfortable, he would respect that, but he wanted his sister. And from what he could tell, she wanted him.

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"Are you not a respectable knight?" Wren teased him, finishing one of the scones before she held her hands out to him, her wrists pushed together. "Are you going to lock me up and throw me in the dungeons?" She couldn't help but play with him, biting down on her bottom lip, seductively, to stop a smile from sprawling across her face. She would let him scold her if he wanted, but the king treated her just as well as his own daughters, and something told her he would only laugh if she were to be caught stealing wine. That, or Aelia would keep her safe. The young duchess would have to do a lot worse to find herself spending a night in the cells. However, with how light her head was at the moment, Alister could've taken her anywhere and she would've trailed along right behind him.

"You are right, though," she dropped her hands back to her skirt, smoothing out the fabric. "I shouldn't have stolen it." Wren didn't want to press her luck, and even though she was inebriated and wasn't thinking of her words before she spoke, she knew her teasings could be taken the wrong way. "I won't do it again, I don't think I want to find myself in trouble with you." The young girl was definitely lying through her teeth. She would steal alcohol many more times until she was finally old enough to ask for it.

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It's been ages since Aelia sang a happy birthday. All of her siblings were older than her by at least three years, so by the time she was able to understand the significance her siblings were all too old to sing to. The feel of Lucas' forehead resting against her stomach, the feel of his fingers as they massaged her skin. It was so relaxing like it was a common everyday occurrence. He wasn't pushing her into anything, he was asking her. Lucas was the best, and Lia loved it when he showed her new things.

As Lia neared the end, a soft smile came along her lips as she felt Lucas leaving soft kisses on her stomach. Causing small shivers to flow down her spine. "Ah." Aelia gasped slightly as she felt his thumb brush over her nipple. Her cheeks turning bright pink as she looked down and watched as he played with her sensitive bud. Causing a flurry of new sensations to flow through her body. "Tell me something I don't know." Lia murmured as she finished singing. Her head falling back slightly as she felt his thumb running her nipple in a fashion that made her crave his touch even more.

"It is." Aelia murmured as she moved her hand that was holding her up and grabbed onto Lucas's shoulder, holding him to her. Keeping him close to her as she enjoyed his body so close to hers. Slowly, Aelia opened her eyes and nervously bit her bottom lip. "Will you lay like this on the bed with me, or are you going to stay like this all night?" Lia asked, looking down at the man with his face between her breasts.

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A small sigh escaped from the royal knight as he crossed his arms over his chest. His hip leaning against the railing as he listened to the young girl. A look telling her that he was not amused was on his face as he slowly shook his head. "You're just lucky I'm off duty," Alister told Wren as he watched her eat and drink what he had brought her, like a good little girl. "Do you want me to throw you into the dungeon?" Alister reiterated his question, losing a little bit of his patience with the girl that was in front of him.

The seductive look that Wren was trying to give Alister did little to nothing to the older man. He's been around to many women for that to work on him. "Your apology has been accepted, it's nice to know that the youth of today still understand right from wrong once talked to," Alister said and turned his head towards the garden. Back when Alister was a young man, he would have gotten beaten if he was caught lying or stealing, same with the womenfolk.

"Do you feel stable enough to go for a walk? Lady Wren." Alister asked, feeling like their time together was at a standstill if he just let things be. He had chastised the young woman, he had made sure she had more in her system then just wine. So, there was nothing else for him to do. In all honesty, he was done being in her company, she didn't require him. Yet, something in Alister told him that he wanted to be around her for longer. He wanted to hear her sweet voice and cute laughter. When did this little brat start turning into a lovely woman?

Eyes rolling towards the ceiling, Lucas breathed out a slight laugh at Aelia's sassy remark, "Do you not like to hear that you are beautiful, sister?" It was clear that she was, her light brown hair cascading down her shoulders over her pale milky skin. Lia was a petite girl, a tight little body that Lucas loved to watch walk away from him. He allowed his hands to run back down her sides as he pushed himself up onto the bed with her. Sliding his body up against hers, he tugged her against his chest once more. Unable to stop his eyes from wandering, Lucas couldn't stop grinning, "I could've stayed right there, all night. Her skin was so welcoming and supple, her breasts perky and soft. He could've wasted hours.

"Sleepy?" He taunted her, noticing how her slurred voice was beginning to slow. Even her movements seemed delayed, the way she slowly opened her heavy eyelids. "Dancing and wine will do that to you..." His voice came out in a soft purr, his fingers beginning to trail down her side, over her hip. It was hard for Lucas to feel bad, guilty, or disgusting. All the memories he had of himself and his sister, even when she was a clumsy little toddler, they were all so affectionate and joyous. Lucas had always been a protective older brother, packing Lia around and forcing her to come watch him train swords with the knights and learn to ride horses with the stable master. The brother and sister duo had often been inseparable, and no one had ever thought it weird, even when Lucas had multiple brothers he could've been wasting his time with instead. All he knew was that he felt at home when he was in his sisters arms, his hands seemed to know every inch of her body even long before he had ever explored it. "Shall I lay here next to you until you fall asleep?"

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Wren was actually shocked when the knight suggested they go for a walk, sure that her last tease had ruined any chance of him wasting anymore time with her. Taking the last sip of her water, Wren was beginning to feel her face cool down, happy that she was already beginning to feel a bit better. "A walk sounds nice," she nodded, but still, when she stood, it felt like the whole world around her was swaying back and forth. Wren reached out for the railing of the balcony, trying to stand straight on her own two feet, but instead, she ended up finding Alister's bicep first.

Her face was already still burning pink from embarrassment, feeling ashamed from her rejected flirtations. When she steadied herself, she quickly pulled her hand away from his arm, clearing her face as she looked down at her feet, "sorry." If these thoughts came back to Wren when she found herself sober, she would completely blame the alcohol, but her imagination was running wild as she forced herself to look back up at Alister. Part of her had wanted to dare him to take her to the dungeons, but only because she could feel a heat between her legs, like an excitement welling up in her core. She doubted that she would get what she wanted though, if she had found the nerve to dare him. Wren had never found herself drooling after boys her own age, instead, only finding older men worthy of chasing after and Alister was no exception.

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"Not really," Aelia said quietly, looking down at her brother as he snuggled against her mostly bare skin. "I hear it so often, that it's starting to become meaningless." An that was true, Aelia hears the compliment all of the time from her friends, and her father makes sure to tell her that she's getting more beautiful like her late mother all the time. It was just exhausting. To have to hear the same thing over and over.

"Oh." Lia murmured quietly as Lucas slowly stood up all of the sudden. Her hands that were on his shoulder and neck suddenly roaming down his broad chest as he moved. Her lips parting as she watched him raising. A small sound escaping from her as he brushed against her breasts in his movement. "Why don't you come back?" Aelia asked quietly as she easily melted into his embrace. Her head resting on the right in the crook of his arm, one of her own arms moving to rest across his chest.

"No..." Aelia mumbled her lie, doing her best to keep her eyes open as she laid and stared at the beautiful man that was Lucas. "I'm wide awake still. Promise." Aelia said quietly as she bit down on her bottom lip as she felt his hand trailing downwards. The feel of his fingers making her feel warm in places she's never been warm before.Her body arching when he touched her thighs, causing the waistband of her panties to shimmy down a little bit. Slowly, wanting to prove that she was still awake, Aelia moved so that she was sitting on top of Lucas. One leg on either side of his and then slowly moved to lay on top of him. Her chest squishing against his chest. "There, now you can't leave me." She murmured, then giggled as she reached forward poked the tip of his nose.

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"Woah." Alister murmured as he reached out a hand to rest on Wren's shoulder when she started to sway when she stood up. She seemed like she would be ready to fall over if a single wind were to blow in their direction. Like she wouldn't be able to stand if someone even looked in her direction. Maybe Lady Wren was more intoxicated then what he had originally thought. "It's quite alright, Lady Wren," Alister said calmly, watching the young duchess with worry in his eyes. His lips moving down into a slight frown as he kept a good eye on the young woman.

Slowly, Alister ran a tongue over his lips as he watched the girl. Keeping a hand on her even when she released him "Maybe I should escort you to bed instead." Alister murmured, thinking that the wiser choice. "I don't want you to fall into the fountain and hurting yourself, Lady Wren. Why don't we take a walk together another time?" He wasn't sure if they'd ever had another time together, but he would like to hope so. Lady Wren was a very charming young lady. Any man who was to marry her would be in for quite the show.

Reaching out lightly, Alister grabbed onto Wren's right hand and brought it towards his arm. Wanting for her to hold onto him as they walked. Rather she agreed to head on to the bed, or if she thought she could manage a walk, was up to the lady. Whichever she chose to do, Alister would be more than happy to comply. This was supposed to be a fun night for everyone Afterall, and he sure as hell didn't want to ruin Wren's night. Not after having to chastise her over getting a little wild and sneaking wine as any young adult would.

Lucas groaned, his lips parting in surprise when the princess rolled him onto his back. Her breasts bounced tentatively in his face as she moved to straddle him, before they were pressed firmly against his own chest. His trousers grew tighter and he wondered if Aelia could feel it pressing against her.

His face felt hot and he wondered if he was blushing. Looking towards the door, Lucas found his thumbs hooking into the sides of her panties, biting the inside of his lip as they slipped down further. This was risky, maybe he should leave... Glancing back towards Lia, Lucas smiled, the tip of his tongue brushing over his bottom lip. "I will stay until you fall asleep, how does that sound?" This was the first time Lucas was seeing his sister completely nude, that alone was enough to get him excited. It certainly didn't help that was pressed against him, his dick pressing into her thigh. The farthest they had ever gone was kissing, and doing more was something Lucas had always fantasized about, but could he really?

Laughing, Lucas reached up to grab her hand, bringing it back to his mouth to kiss over her knuckles. "No, I believe you have me trapped, princess. I'm not going anywhere." Holding her hand to his lips, he let his other hand slide down the arch of her back, trailing back and forth.

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Running a hand through her hair, Wren held onto Alister's arm, happy to do so if he was fine with it. The stars twinkling in the sky and all the lights from inside the castle were all blurring and Wren felt like she could melt into the knights side and fall asleep where she stood, but she did her best to fight the urge. "Only if you promise me." The young duchess smiled, using her free hand to keep a hold of his jacket around her shoulders. "I'm not ready for bed, yet," she lied, "but we could take the long way to my room? If you promise you won't forget you owe me a walk through the gardens."

Even if Wren was much more outgoing and forward when she had a bit to drink, the young girl wanted to see him again, in a much more sober setting. That didn't mean she wouldn't try to pull him into her room for a little while, but she anticipated nothing would happen between them tonight. Sir Alister seemed very straight laced and serious. Wren wondered if the man had ever broken a rule in his life.

Wren wanted to stroll through the gardens now, but she knew if she did, she would likely end up passing out among the flowers. That wasn't something she wanted to do to the poor man on her arm, so she would listen to his advice about heading on up to her room.

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A bright beaming smile appeared on Aelia's lips as Lucas spoke. She was so glad that Lucas was going to be staying with her. "Kay." She said quietly and then laid her head against his shoulder. A small giggle escaped from Lia as she watched him kissing her knuckles. Then released a small sigh as he trailed his fingers up and down her back. "That feels good." She murmured, a small shiver running down her spine whenever his hand would travel a little lower than normal.

It wasn't till a couple of moments later that Aelia shifted a little bit and felt something running against her inner thigh. The feeling sent a shockwave through her body as it brushed between her legs as she moved to sit up slightly. "What's that?" Lia mumbled quietly in her drunken stupor. Being the weirdo that she was, Lia lifted herself and looked between her legs to where she was laying against Lucas. A small gasp escaping from her wh she saw a small tent forming in his pants. "Lucas, are you okay?" She asked, looking back to her older brother's face, worry etched into her features.

This was the first time that Aelia had ever seen something like this happen and she had no idea what was going on. "Do you need a doctor?" She asked, her eyes flicking back down to where the tent was before looking at Lucas, a panic starting to set in. "You're not in pain, are you? Did I cause you pain? Can I help it go away?" Her bottom lip started to wobble at the thought of hurting Lucas at all. "I-I don't want you to die."

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Almost certain that he had won and was going to take the young Lady Wren straight to be, his eyebrow arched in surprise when she asked for a promise. It wasn't something he was expecting, but then again he was certain that she'd forget in the morning. His head raising and turning slightly to the side as he took in her request. Arching a brow to add to his amusement to her little request. Lady Wren was a forward one, that's for sure. "If you can remember that in the morning, then yes. Just ask me when you're sober."

Offering Lady Wren's hand a gentle pat, Alister made sure to hold onto it steadily as he started to slowly lead her towards her bedroom. Keeping his footsteps slow and short to accommodate the young Lady's shorter and stumbly legs. His much larger frame almost dwarfing the young lady as they moved through the ballroom to get to the stairs that would lead towards where the Lady's bedroom was. A couple of odd looks were sent their way. Followed by a couple of people smiling at what appeared to be a young couple of sorts. Or against Alister's wishes, a man who took his daughter to the ball and was escorting her home after a night of fun.

"How old are you now, Lady Wren?" Alister asked quietly as they walked. He knew that she was slightly older then the Princess, but he didn't know how much. Days, weeks, months or years. The two were close and he could remember in his younger years when her father was alive and would bring her to the castle to visit the Princess. "You've been under the King's protection for a while as well, huh?" Alister wasn't trying to pry into Wren's life, but he did want to get to know her better.

No matter how clueless and exaggerated Lia seemed to be, Lucas still caught himself groaning as he listened to her. The way she shifted, the way the mattress slightly bounced beneath him, without thinking, Lucas brought his hand down to the bulge in his trousers. At first, he tried to hide it from her, a playful smirk on his face as he watched her expression change to one of terror when she thought he might die. He grabbed at it, stroking it through his pants before he wrapped his arms tightly back around Lia. "Sometimes, I forget how young you are," he laughed, drinking in her beauty for a moment, this time he kept it to himself. Aelia was so young and innocent and that was evident here and how little she knew about the male body, but that didn't turn him away at all.

In one quick motion, Lucas pulled Aelia back down onto his chest, gasping slightly when he felt his cock rub against her thigh again. "Don't worry, I'm not going to die," he laughed. The prince didn't expect to do anything further, not wanting to rush Aelia, but just the possibility of it, and on his birthday... That would be one hell of a present. Letting his fingers loosely run up and down her arms, Lucas thought about how he'd tell her. "It's just a dick." He let his fingers run over her back and then gently, he began raking his fingers through her hair. "All boys have one and when they feel excited, it gets bigger," he whispered in her ear.

Lucas was glad for once that he hadn't been drinking, because he was sure that if he had even the slightest buzz, Aelia would already be on her back. He loved playing with women, it was what he did best, but he had taken advantage of more than a few that he could count. He didn't want to do that to Aelia, though. "Do you ever get excited, Lia?" He blurted, almost instantly wishing he could take the question back. It had already been asked however. "And find yourself getting a little wet, down there?" There it was again, his smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth as he ran his fingers through Lia's hair.

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As the pair entered the castle once more, Wren found her grip on the knight tightening, her small body leaning gently up against his. Her head even rested gently against his arm. The duchess didn't mind the looks they were receiving, let alone did she really notice them. Anyone who actually mattered in the castle, like the other guards or the king would know it was just a humble knight helping a drunken Wren to her bed. She wasn't new to being escorted back to bed, though this was the first time with a knight, specifically Sir Alister. He wasn't unknown, favored by the king and a jousting champion, vicious in battle, there were stories about him.

"Sixteen, it's almost my birthday though," she teased, looking up at him with a lazy smile. She was excited, because the king always threw her a party as well. Another night to dance around a room full of people, but one where she could feel like a princess for a little while. When the pair escaped the ballroom, up the grand staircase and finally into a dimmer hallway, Wren could relax a little. "It's been a very long time, for me anyway," she cleared her throat, trying to remember exactly how old she had been, "I was eight when I came to live here."

It had been an event in Wren's life, that was for sure. Her father had been murdered, killed for something stupid no doubt and immediately upon hearing of his death, the king had called for Wren. She had been considered one of his family members ever since.

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At first, Aelia wasn't convinced as she listened to Lucas. His laugh certainly didn't help with the situation, but as he held her and explained things. Lia started to relax. She allowed for herself to relax and lay back onto Lucas' chest as he pulled her to him She hung onto all of his words. "A... dick." She murmured, faintly remembering one of her teachers explaining it to her when they were explaining the differences between boys and girls.

A small groan of her own escaped from Lia as she felt his growing dick rub against her as she laid against Lucas. The feeling causing a flutter in her stomach, and a tingle between her legs to intensify. Slowly, Aelia closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of Lucas' hands roaming up and down her back, down her arms. Then, he groaned once more as he played with her hair. The motion so comforting, she wouldn't mind falling asleep to the motion. A small sigh escaped from Aelia as she slowly rocked her body against Lucas', just wanting to feel him rubbing against her thighs once more.

Then, she slowly opened her eyes and rested her chin on Lucas' chest as he asked her questions about getting wet. Being in her state, Aelia had no filter, but her cheeks were still a bit pink as she spoke. "I am right now." She mumbled quietly as her body rubbed against him lightly once more. "Moving against you like this, makes my body feel good." She mumbled quietly, then groaned herself as she pressed his growing dick to where the thin fabric was covering her between her legs.

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"Hmm, almost a full-blown woman." Alister murmured as they walked down the hall. Their footsteps slow and stead echoed slightly down the hall. Maybe one or two servants could be seen by the duo as they walked. Cleaning the last few trails of dust or something. It was quieter up here, more relaxing. "Do you know what you would like to ask for your birthday this year? Seventeen is a big deal." Alister said quietly as they walked. His knight senses telling him to be careful even if it was just the two of them. Danger lurked everywhere.

"You are quite a brave young lady, Lady Wren," Alister said quietly as he glanced down at the young Lady that was hanging onto his arm. Her body pressed against his as they walked felt natural like she was meant to walk next to him like this. Like she was his woman or something like that. "I am sure the King and his family are happy that you're with them as well," Alister said quietly as he reached over with his free hand and lightly patted her hand.

As they reached the young Lady's room. Alister paused and looked down at Wren. Making sure that she was alright before he opened her door for her and led her into the room to make sure she got to the bed at least. His eyes looking to her worriedly for a moment as he stood in the center of her room. "It's time I took my leave, Lady Wren," Alister said quietly as he removed her hold from his arm. Stepped back and offered the young lady a small bow. It was not wise for him to be alone in a lady's room. Much less with the door closed like it was. If anyone was to find out, he could be in big trouble.

Aelia's answer didn't surprise Lucas, the way she was grinding her body against him, rocking her pelvis into his, shifting to where his cock could press between her legs. His own face had to have been blushing as he moaned letting his eyes slip down to roam over what bit of her body he could see. "You are?" He asked, feeling his cock throb, begging to escape his trousers. "Do you know what would feel better?" His voice came out in a light breath, his hands leaving the fabric of her panties, moving back up to her sides. The prince rolled to where he was lying on his side, Aelia still pressed firmly against him. He could see the look of dissatisfaction on her face, pouting when she could know longer feel him between her thighs.

"Don't look at me like that," he coaxed her, surprising her when his hands explored below her hips, tugging her panties down her thighs. One hand gently brushed down her thigh, before hooking behind her knee and forcing it up, breaking her legs apart. He stared down into Lias' eyes, his hand running back up the inside of her leg, skipping over her panties that were now pulled down, until his fingers were grazing her lips. She hadn't lied, her pussy was dripping, and before he could even warn her, he let his thumb explore, sliding up her slit until he could circle her clit. Aelia's body was already tensing and he only hoped his sister was okay with what he was doing. If she wasn't, he would stop immediately and propose a million apologies and try to soothe her, but her body had been calling to him. "How does this feel?" He smiled, his fingers slowly working over her clit, feeling just how wet and hot she was.

His other hand slipped to his own pants, unbuttoning them to give himself some relief. Working his cock out of his jeans, he sighed, stroking it for a moment before returning his attention completely to Aelia.

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Wren knew they were drawing closer to her room when Alister asked what she might be wanting for her birthday. "What do I not already have?" She questioned, completely happy with how her life was. The young girl never wanted for anything, often times going out to the tailors and the markets with the older maidens when they did their shopping, and inside the castle, she had so much to do, getting into more trouble with Aelia then she cared to admit. She didn't know what she could ask for.

"Oh!" She laughed, pulling herself from her sentimental thoughts, "more wine!" Wren exclaimed, unable to hold back a laugh as they continued on their way to her room. Once inside, the duchess couldn't help but grow a little sad. Looking towards her bed, she knew the moment her head hit the pillow, she would be out like a light, but still, she didn't want to be lonely. "Wait, Alister," she turned to look at him as he bowed, feeling herself grow a little nervous. Being alone with him in her room, the way he towered above her. It was hard to ignore the heat she felt between her legs, the way she tried standing a bit straighter, how she tried pushing her chest out. Could she be enticing to him, or was she much too young?

Wren turned her back to the knight, looking at him over her shoulder. "Can you please help me out of this? I can't sleep in it, I can barely breathe standing here, please?"

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