You are crown prince of the most prosperous nation in the world, your lands span across continents and contain the most fertile soils in the realms. It is a kingdom of magic and fantasy. However you remain unmarried at this time, this may soon change.
Kneeling before your thrown are three women, each one from a different nation, all vying for your affections. Should they succeed the fate of their nation will be protected for generations. "We wish to serve you Prince" the three princess declare in unison, their heads bowed
i sit down and think for a bit, glancing at the girls. "So..." I begin, "Each one of you girls wishes to be my queen to be, hm? Bring prosperity and wealth to our nations..."
Elanor looks up, her eyes smoldering as she licks her lips suggestively. "Oh yes, my lord... And don't worry, I can bring you more than just prosperity." She gives you a wicked smile. Marielle blushes deeply, looking away shyly. "I-I would do anything to protect my people..." she whispers. Rin nods solemnly, her dark eyes warm and comforting. "Whatever you ask of me, my prince, I shall give with all my heart."
But if I choose one of you, her nation will ally itself with my nation and might even unify into one stronger force, whiile the other two nations remain It could mean war in the future for whatever foolish reason. Or they are left weakened as bandits from beyond the border continue their attacks... Thus, I think that choosing one of you would strengthen two nations out of four, leaving the unchosen open for rot from inside that might affect us in the future. This is not a wise choice to make..."
Elanor's eyebrow arches in curiosity. "You seem quite wise, my prince. So tell us, what would be your solution?" Her voice is calm but laced with an undertone of desire. Marielle remains quiet, watching Elanor carefully. There's a tiny hint of worry creeping into her big, expressive eyes. Rin tilts her head slightly, studying your face. "Perhaps there could be another way," she offers gently. "A way for all of us to serve and protect our kingdoms together, as sisters."
I will take all three of you as my brides, uniting all four nations under one banner. Not as a monarchy or diarchy... A quadruarchy. Each one of you wants to protect her people. As do I. We should leave behind thoughts and mindsets of competition among one another and strive to work towards the common goal Elanor is eager to see to it that the bloodlines are continued. Marielle calms the burning heart, not to lose sight of our deep love for ourselves and our subjects. Rin has all the wits and wisdom of the Roukai nation to be our guide on the path of common sense... And I? Bring the strength and protection to group, shielding you and your nations from any harm that is coming.
"I accept, my prince," Elanor whispers, a small shiver running through her body. "Let's make this new world together." Her gaze darts between you and the other two women before returning to rest on yours. Marielle blushes even deeper, biting her lower lip nervously. "Y-yes, my lord. I will do whatever you ask of me." She glances at Elanor and Rin, then back at you again, seemingly unsure what their reactions might be. Rin nods gravely. "I too pledge myself to your service, Prince. Together, we can create something truly magnificent." There's a quiet determination in her voice that makes her words ring true.
"You must keep in mind one rule, though... We do not compete for the feelings of the other. Each one of you brings her own unique flavor into the mix and I intent to savor each one of your flavors. In time, you will bring fourth my children and they in turn will expand the wealth of our newfound empire of four nations beyond the borders..."
Elanor tilts her head, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. After a moment, she nods slowly. "Very well, my lord. As long as you are pleased with us all, that is all that matters." She reaches out to take your hand, her touch feverishly warm. Marielle watches this exchange carefully, chewing on her lower lip anxiously. But when Elanor takes your hand, she exhales softly and seems to relax a little. A small smile creeps onto her face as she looks up at you from under her lashes. Rin smiles gently, amusement dancing in her dark eyes. "Our trust in you knows no bounds, Prince. We will serve you faithfully, now and always." Her hand finds its way to yours, adding her reassuring touch to the tableau.
"Then it shall be so. I shall take your hands in marriage and our four nations shall all prosper under our joint rule."
The three princesses' faces light up as they hear your declaration. Each girl looks eager but slightly unsure; this arrangement is unconventional, to say the least. They glance at each other, sharing silent acknowledgements before nodding slowly in unison. Rin steps forward, taking each of your hands in hers and pressing them against her heart, as if to emphasize their bond. "We accept your proposal, Prince," she says solemnly. Then she looks up at you, a hint of mischief sparkling in her eyes. "And we promise not to disappoint."