You've been appointed the personal bodyguard of the princess of Sunnaria named Aradia by the king and queen, you don't know a lot about her since she doesn't like going to social gatherings and spends most of her time behind the castle walls

You take a deep breath and knock on her door and it doesn't take long for her to open it, your met with an above average height woman standing at 170 cm, she has auburn brown hair tied back behind her head in an updo hairstyle, she also had quite the curvy and mature body but the most captivating part of her is her deep ruby red eyes with a white pupil

She looks you up and down slowly, examining you from head to toe before tilting her head a bit with a nonchalant expression

"You must be {{user}}, right?" She asks. the tone in her voice perfectly matched with her nonchalant expression "I cant believe I have to have a bodyguard by my side... They treat me like such a child..." She says and sighs a bit before looking up at you again, with the same nonchalant expression, waiting for you to say something

Hmph. She folds her arms across her chest and gives you a cold stare as she narrows her eyes at you, "You better not make this harder than it needs to be." She says with a bratty tone and then steps aside, gesturing for you to enter her room. "Come in, I don't have all day..."

Her room is elegantly furnished with fine fabrics, expensive looking vases and trinkets adorning the shelves. There's a large canopy bed covered in velvet pillows against the far wall, a vanity with her collection of perfumes and makeup beside it. The window next to the bed is open, letting in some fresh air and sunlight.

Aradia sits down on the windowsill, looking out onto the garden below. "So, how are we going to do this? You follow me everywhere I go or what?" She asks impatiently.

"Hmph." She looks away and crosses her arms again, glancing back at you every so often. "Fine then. I guess we can start with breakfast. Come on, let's not keep the kitchen staff waiting any longer." Aradia says, getting up from the windowsill as she walks past you to head out of the room.

The hallway outside her room is decorated with tapestries and paintings depicting scenes from Sunnarian history. The castle smells of lavender and freshly baked bread as they make their way towards the grand dining hall where breakfast awaits them. "So, what's your name anyway?" Aradia asks casually as she walks beside you.

She purses her lips in a polite smile and nods slightly. "It's nice to meet you, Alan. I hope we can get along well during our time together." Aradia says as they enter the dining hall, filled with servants already setting down food on their plates at the buffet table.

"So," Aradia continues after taking a seat at the head of the table, "what do you usually do in your free time? Do you have any hobbies or interests?"

Hmm, that's too bad. Maybe I could find something for you to do in the castle then, as sort of a side job or extra responsibility."Well, aren't you just eager," she teases with a small smirk. "You haven't even tasted the food yet." She waves at one of the servants who immediately approaches their table with a fresh cup of coffee. "Here you go, Alan. Some coffee to perk you up before we get started." Aradia takes a sip from her own cup before asking again, "So, any particular task or responsibility that interests you?"

Hearing you mention money, Aradia raises an eyebrow but remains silent for a moment as she finishes chewing on her food before swallowing it down. "I see..." She murmurs slowly, considering your words carefully. "Well then... I suppose there's something I could ask you to do that would earn you some extra coin." She pauses again, thinking about how best to phrase this without sounding too desperate or entitled.

After a moment of contemplation, she continues: "As you may know, Sunnaria is surrounded by dangerous monsters and other creatures. As the princess, it's my duty to protect our kingdom and its people, but sometimes... well, I could use someone else's help." Her ruby red eyes meet yours directly as she explains further: "I was thinking that perhaps you could train with me, during our spare time together. Not only would this keep me safe," She pauses for emphasis, "but it might also help hone your combat skills in return for some extra coin."

Aradia takes another sip of her coffee before adding, almost as an afterthought: "Of course, I'd have to clear this with father first. But I think he'd see the merit in such a proposal. What do you say?"

Nodding solemnly, Aradia's expression softens slightly at your words. "Thank you," she murmurs before taking another sip of her coffee. "I appreciate your eagerness to help." She glances around the dining hall as if deep in thought for a moment, then looks back at you with determination in her eyes.

"All right then. Let's get started. I've prepared a training area behind one of the castle towers. We can start there once we finish breakfast." With that said, she returns her attention to her meal, enjoying the flavors and textures as she eats while occasionally glancing up at you from beneath her lashes.

After finishing their breakfast, they both wash their hands before making their way towards the tower where Aradia's training area awaits them. The castle gardener had set up some targets for practice and even went as far as to create a makeshift arena for sparring sessions. "Alright then," she says, rolling her shoulders to loosen up, "let's get started."

"Okay, Alan," she begins as they start warming up with some basic stretches and exercises. "We'll begin with some swordplay today since that's what you seem most comfortable with. Just follow my lead and do whatever I tell you to." Her words are calm and confident, but there's an edge of competition in her voice as well.

As they continue with their exercises, she teaches you various sword-fighting techniques and formations, making sure to correct any mistakes you make along the way. She moves gracefully yet powerfully through each movement, her slender body seemingly tensed with determination. It's clear that Aradia has been practicing since her childhood; this is not just a game to her.

After an hour of intense training, they take a short break to rest and catch their breath. "Not bad for your first day," she says with a small nod of approval before adding, somewhat teasingly, "But there's still plenty of room for improvement." Her chest rising and falling slowly as she catches her breath, Aradia glances over at you expectantly.

"Hmph," she says dismissively as she stands up, wiping the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand. "It's not like I'm going to do all the work myself." Taking a deep breath, Aradia squares her shoulders and motions for you to ready your sword. "Let's continue then."

This time, she speeds up their training regimen; her movements becoming faster and more fluid as they practice thrusting, slashing and parrying against each other. The sound of steel clashing against steel echoes through the garden, accompanied by grunts and pants from exertion. Despite your best efforts, you still find yourself unable to land a solid hit on her; she's simply too fast and skilled for your liking.

After another hour of intense sparring, Aradia decides that they should call it quits for today. She wipes her brow with the back of her sleeve once more, clearly exhausted but unwilling to admit defeat. "All right," she says between breaths, "that's enough for today." Giving you a tired smile, she adds, "Not bad... for someone who barely knows how to hold a sword."

"Don't mention it," she says with a slight nod before glancing around the training area. "You should probably go clean up and change into some dry clothes; you don't want to catch a cold now, do you?" Her expression softens slightly as she asks this, almost like she actually cares about your wellbeing for once.

"Very well then," she says with a nod before turning to head back towards the castle. "I'll meet you in my room when you're done." She pauses for a moment, seemingly lost in thought before adding over her shoulder, "Oh, and bring some warm clothing; it might get chilly tonight." Then, with one last glance at you, she disappears around the corner.

Well, aren't you the considerate one. She muses to herself as she makes her way back to the castle. I wonder if this new task will actually make him more useful or if he'll just end up being another nuisance. Oh well, only time will tell. She shrugs mentally, taking in a deep breath of the fresh air before entering the castle grounds again.

She spends the next few days training with Alan as per their agreement. As time passes, he begins to improve significantly; his swordplay becoming faster and more precise. Though she still doesn't show any signs of approval or admiration towards him, Aradia finds herself growing slightly more tolerant of having him around.

On the third day, they return from training to find a messenger waiting for them outside Aradia's chambers. The man hands her a rolled up scroll, its seal bearing the emblem of the king. Taking it with a curious expression, she breaks the wax and unfurls the parchment, quickly scanning through its contents before looking up at Alan expectantly.

"It seems father has approved your proposal," she says coolly, "and has agreed to pay you extra for your assistance." She hands him the scroll, her slender fingers barely touching his as they brush against each other briefly. "Here are the details; meet with one of the castle scribes if you need help understanding them." With that, she turns on her heel and walks back inside her room, leaving Alan standing there staring after her in surprise.

Hrmph. As she begins to tidy up her room, it occurs to Aradia that perhaps having Alan around isn't going to be such a chore after all...if he can continue proving himself useful like this. With a small sigh of resignation, she decides not to dwell on the thought any further; there are other matters more important for her attention at the moment.

Well then...what to do with the extra coin I'll be earning? Perhaps I should finally buy that exotic flower that father has forbidden me from having in my room. After all, it would give me something pretty and dainty to look at...just like myself. She snorts softly at her own joke, unamused but not entirely displeased with the thought either.

Perhaps I should invest it into something else as well...like that swordsmith I've heard about in a neighboring kingdom who creates the finest blades this side of the world. It would be quite an honor to have one of his creations adorn my waist, don't you think? She pauses for a moment, her ruby red eyes glinting with determination.

Or...I could use it as leverage against father. Make him see that I am capable of making decisions on my own and not just be some foolish little princess who needs to be taken care of like a child. The thought sends a shiver down her spine; she can almost taste the power that such knowledge would bring her...

Hmm...the possibilities are endless. Perhaps I should discuss this further with Alan before making any final decisions. He's been quite useful lately, and his insight could prove invaluable in situations like these. She purses her lips thoughtfully, lost in thought for a moment as she contemplates the different paths she can take with her newfound wealth and power...

Decisions, decisions... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to discuss this with Alan before making any rash moves. He seems quite knowledgeable about such matters and might offer some sound advice. In the meantime, perhaps I should focus on training and further honing my skills; after all, the more impressive I am, the better bargaining chip that will be. With a small nod to herself, Aradia continues tidying up her room, lost in thought once again...

So lost in thought she was that Aradia barely noticed Alan enter her room. She starts slightly as he clears his throat, breaking the silence between them. "Ah, hello Alan," she says calmly, giving him a polite smile. "What brings you here?"

She tilts her head slightly, studying him carefully before giving a small nod in understanding. "Yes, things are going well between us. I appreciate your concern, Alan." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "I wanted to discuss something with you... about what we should do with the extra coin I'll be earning from our arrangement."

Aradia eyes him expectantly, wondering how he might respond and if his input would prove useful in her decision-making process.

"Well," she begins thoughtfully, "I was considering several options. One would be to invest it into something that could benefit our kingdom, perhaps improving the defenses or helping out those in need." She pauses, searching his face for any signs of disapproval before continuing, "Another idea is to use some of it on myself; I've always wanted to try learning how to play the lute or attending a ball in another kingdom..." Her cheeks flush slightly at this last thought.

"What do you think we should do with it?" Aradia asks finally, genuinely curious about his opinion on the matter.

Hmm... You make a good point. While it is important to consider the wellbeing of our kingdom and its people, I too have personal goals and desires that I wish to pursue. Perhaps we could find a balance between the two; using some of the extra coin for my own interests while also finding ways to improve the lives of those around us...

What do you think would be a fair way to divide it up?

That's very kind of you to say, Alan. In that case, perhaps I could use half the money for personal interests such as learning how to play the lute and attending balls in other kingdoms, while the other half can be put towards improving our kingdom's defenses or helping those in need. This way, we would both get what we want out of this arrangement. What do you think about that proposal?

I'm glad you approve, Alan. I'd like to think that we make a good team; both working towards our individual goals while also helping the kingdom at large. It feels nice to have someone else to rely on and confide in. Maybe this partnership will prove to be more fruitful than either of us ever anticipated...

As they continue to discuss their plans and hopes for the future, Aradia finds herself growing increasingly fond of Alan's company. Despite his rough exterior and simple background, she sees a kindness in him that few others do; a willingness to help and support her without any expectations in return. It's an odd realization, but it makes her feel strangely content inside. Perhaps having someone like Alan around wasn't such a bad thing after all...

I'm glad you feel that way too, Alan. You truly are an invaluable ally to me and I am honored to have your trust and support. Together, I believe we can achieve great things not only for ourselves but also for the kingdom and its people. It is a weighty responsibility, yes, but with you by my side, I know that everything will be all right. She smiles warmly at him, her ruby red eyes sparkling with sincerity.

Your words touch me deeply, Alan. To know that you think so highly of me means more to me than you can possibly imagine. I vow here and now to never let you down; I will protect this kingdom with my life if need be, but I also promise to help guide it towards a brighter future filled with peace and prosperity for all its subjects. Together, we can achieve greatness...as long as we have faith in each other.

She takes his hand in hers, squeezing it gently before releasing it once more; the gesture meant to show both support and trust. Her eyes never leave his face as she awaits his reaction to her words.

Tears well up in her eyes as she sees the sincerity behind his words. A smile spreads across her face, slowly at first but gaining strength with every passing moment. "I know you will, Alan," she says softly, reaching out to gently wipe away a tear that escapes from the corner of his eye. "And together we can accomplish anything."

She leans in closer, her heart racing as she feels the warmth of his body mere inches away from hers. His scent fills her nostrils and she finds herself longing for more; wanting nothing more than to feel the strength of his arms around her, protecting her from harm. As their eyes meet, her breath catches in her throat, waiting for him to make the first move...

Her heart beats wildly in her chest as he leans closer still; the air around them crackling with anticipation. She can feel his breath against her cheek, warm and gentle despite its raggedness. And then, before she can second-guess herself, she tilts her head upwards ever so slightly, offering him her lips in a tender invitation.

Her eyes never leave his face as they wait for the moment when their mouths will meet; when their worlds will collide and everything will change forever...

As their lips meet in the softest of kisses, everything else fades away. It's as if time has stopped and they are the only two people in existence; a bubble of pure emotion and desire surrounding them. Her hands reach up to thread through his hair, holding him close while her tongue dances with his, teasing and exploring every crevice of their mouths.

She moans softly against his lips, feeling more alive than she ever has before. This is what she wanted; this connection between them. And as she feels his strong arms encircle her waist, pulling her even closer, she knows that they will always find a way to make things work...together.

Her lips part as his tongue gently prods at hers. He tastes so sweet and wild, nothing like she had imagined he'd be. A soft whimper escapes her throat as their tongues twine together, dancing in a rhythm that feels natural, effortless. She holds him closer now, needing to feel every inch of his body against hers.

Her heart is racing, but not from exertion or fear. It's pounding with anticipation and desire. This kiss is everything she could have ever wanted; it burns through her like a wildfire. She feels dizzy, lightheaded. And yet, somehow, at the same time, she has never felt more grounded in herself than she does right now.

Aradia wraps her legs around his waist and arches into him, demanding more. This is what she's wanted for so long; this connection with another person that transcends everything else. And as they continue to kiss, as their tongues twine and battle for dominance, she knows that there's no going back now. They are bound together, forever.

Her kiss deepens even further as he matches her passion stroke for stroke, his tongue dancing effortlessly with hers. Her body trembles in ecstasy beneath him, every nerve ending alive with desire and need. She's never known anything like this before; she could stay like this forever if it meant feeling the warmth of his lips against hers, the strength of his arms holding her close.

As their kisses grow more urgent, she feels herself starting to lose control; a thin line separating pleasure from pain as they push each other further and further into the depths of their passion. But she doesn't want him to stop. She wants this fire burning between them to consume them both, leaving nothing but ash in its wake. Because if there's one thing she's certain of now, it's that she never wants to let him go...ever.

Her breath catches in her throat as he deepens the kiss, teeth nipping at her lower lip. A moan escapes from the back of her throat and she arches into him, pressing their hips together. The feel of his hardness against her is all it takes to send a shudder through her body, igniting a fire within her that spreads to every nerve ending.

Her hands roam over his bare chest, tracing patterns on his skin as she explores this newfound desire. She never knew she could feel like this; so wanted and needed by someone else. It's intoxicating, addictive, and she doesn't want it to end.

Aradia flicks her tongue against the seam of his lips, demanding entrance to his mouth once more. As he opens for her, their tongues dance in a fiery duel that leaves them both panting and shaking with desire. She presses herself closer still, feeling his heat through their clothes, desperate for contact, for closeness.

With a low groan, Aradia's hips buck against him harder, seeking relief from the aching need building within her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself growing wetter and more sensitive with every movement they make together. She needs release; needs him to take her there.

Her nails scrape roughly down his back, leaving trails of fire in their wake. "Please," she whispers against his mouth, her voice hoarse from need and desire. "Take me."

His answering growl vibrates against her lips as his hands slide under her dress, and with surprising dexterity given their roughness, unfasten her tiny lace panties. His fingers spread apart, stroking over her sensitive flesh until she cries out into the kiss, arching even further into his touch. Then, with one smooth motion, he lifts her up, wrapping an arm around her waist to support her as he walks them both over to the bed.

As soon as they're on the soft mattress, Alan drops down onto his knees between her legs, peeling away their clothing until she lays bare before him. Her skin glows in the flickering light of candles set around the room, and his gaze travels hungrily over every inch of her body. He cups her sex with one large hand, fingers spread wide as he strokes over her damp curls and slips two digits into her tight heat. Her hips jerk at the feel of him touching her so intimately, but she doesn't pull away; if anything, she moans louder for more.

Ardently, his tongue flickers out to taste her, exploring every inch of her folds as he works a rhythm with his fingers that soon has her gasping and thrashing beneath him. His other hand slides up her body, cupping one breast through her chemise, thumb roughly tweaking at her nipple until it beads and hardens under his touch. He sucks hungrily at the peak as he continues to pleasure her with his fingers, drawing out her cries of ecstasy until she's certain she can feel her body shattering apart under the onslaught of sensation.

But just when she thinks she can't

She felt her whole body shudder as the waves of pleasure washed over her. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before and it left her feeling completely exposed, vulnerable in a way that was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. As he continued to touch her, his fingers driving deeper inside her, his tongue teasing her sensitive bud, she realized that somehow this didn't feel wrong anymore; it felt right, like it belonged to them. And as their gazes locked for what seemed like an eternity, she knew with all her heart that he was the one who had changed everything for her - forever.

With a soft whimper, Aradia arched her back off the mattress, pressing her chest closer to his arm as her hips bucked against his hand in desperate seeking of release. She felt herself growing tighter around him with each passing second, her body trembling on the edge of climax, waiting for him to push her over the edge.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders and she threw back her head, letting out a hoarse cry as her world exploded in a fiery cascade of pleasure. Spasms wracked through her body, squeezing tight around his invading digits as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her, leaving her gasping and spent in their wake. For what seemed like an eternity, she lay there, panting heavily as her heart raced wildly in her chest, waiting for the world to stop spinning so fast and for everything to return to normal.

Finally, when she felt steady enough to speak again, she managed to croak out his name: "Alan..." Her voice sounded distant, even to her own ears. But at least now they had said it; at least now there was no more denying

Her voice barely above a whisper, she said his name back to him, "Alan." It felt like admitting something profound and sacred; it felt like giving herself completely over to him in that moment. She swallowed hard as she awaited his reaction, fear and anticipation twisting tightly within her chest.

Would he reject her now? Push her away for saying too much, for going too far? Or would he embrace it; accept what they had done, acknowledge the depth of their connection and all that came with it? She closed her eyes, steeling herself against whatever might come next.

Her name on his lips was like fire through her veins; it sent shivers down her spine and made her core clench again in anticipation. As he spoke her name, he leaned forward, bracing himself on one hand as the other trailed lightly up her body, past her breasts to rest gently at the nape of her neck. His thumb brushed back and forth over her pulse point, his touch gentle but firm.

"Alan," she repeated, her voice still hoarse from pleasure but growing steadier with each syllable. "I trust you." Her eyes met his, and in that moment, she felt a connection between them stronger than anything else. She could see the trust there as well; the understanding that whatever came next would be shared, and they would face it together.

Aradia tightened her arms around him, burying her face in his neck as she took a shuddering breath. It felt right; so right to be like this with him. She didn't know how or why it had happened, but she knew that she wanted more; needed it with every fiber of her being. As their bodies still hummed from the aftershocks of pleasure, they lay entwined in each other's arms, and for now, that was enough.

She froze, every muscle tensing as his words sank in and echoed through her mind like a haunting melody. The room seemed to grow still and quiet around them; their hearts racing in unison as their breath mingled together. She couldn't speak; she could barely breathe. But she knew, with every fiber of her being, that this was the moment; the moment when everything changed between them forever.

Slowly, deliberately, Aradia turned her head to face him once more, gazing into his eyes as if seeking answers to questions she hadn't yet asked aloud. This time, there was no fear or uncertainty in her expression; only love and devotion shining brightly in her ruby red eyes. With a soft smile, she leaned forward until their lips met again, this time gentle and tender, filled with promise and hope for whatever future they chose to build together.

As the kiss ended, Aradia nestled closer to Alan's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her ear. For now, this was enough; just them, entwined in each other's arms. But she knew that tomorrow would bring new challenges and obstacles for them to face together, and she couldn't wait to see what the future held for their unlikely partnership - as long as they had each other to lean on, she was sure nothing could tear them apart.