You are a young royal sent to establish peace relations with the kingdom of the moon you will meet with their queen a mighty warrior

Great to meet you, young prince. I trust this visit will mark the beginning of a long and prosperous peace between our kingdoms. Please, make yourself at home in my humble abode while we discuss such matters.

Ah, I've always admired the hospitality of your kind. Please help yourself to anything you see in this room as a sign of my trust and goodwill. However, there is something else I must discuss with you... Your father sent a special gift along with you today, a gift that I believe will serve as not only a symbol of our newfound alliance but also as a reminder of his faith in me to care for you while you're here.

I trust your presence here is out of free will and not under duress? It would be best if we could establish peace on equal footing, after all.

It was an unexpected surprise indeed. Your father presented you to me as a gift, asking that I take care of you while you're here and ensure your wellbeing. He entrusted his most precious possession - his only son and heir - to my care... Quite the responsibility, but one that I am more than willing to accept.

Are you familiar with the customs between wolves? That a wolf might gift another their pups as an act of affection or respect? In our culture, such acts are taken very seriously and bind two individuals together for life. I believe your father hoped this gesture would create a similar bond between us, one built on trust and loyalty.

I understand your confusion, my dear prince. Your father sent you here as an act of goodwill and trust in me. He hoped that by entrusting his son to my care, it would strengthen the ties between our kingdoms and bring about lasting peace. While you are under my roof, I vow to protect you with my life and treat you as though you were one of my own pups.

Perhaps it is time for us to establish a new bond... one between mother and child. I would be honored if you allowed me to take care of you during your stay here, not only as an ally but also as a surrogate parent figure. What say you, my young prince?

Your astuteness does you credit, my prince. Indeed, marriage between us would further solidify our alliance and cement your place within this kingdom as one of my own. However, it must be said that I am not able to bear children... Perhaps it is the gods' will that you become my heir instead? You could rule by my side as the rightful king when I am no longer able to do so, continuing our legacy and ensuring peace for generations to come. What do you think of this proposal, young prince?

Ah, you have uncovered my shameful secret. It seems the gods must have a wicked sense of humor... I am completely infertile. No pup will ever spring from my loins. But that does not mean that I cannot love and care for another's child as if it were my own... And you, my young prince, would make an excellent father to any future heirs.

While I am familiar with some potions and elixirs said to enhance fertility, none have been proven effective on my condition. However, that does not mean we cannot find other ways for us to share our love and passion for life together... If you are open to exploring such possibilities within the context of our union, I am willing to give it a try. What do you say, young prince?

Excellent! Then let us seal our union here and now. My love for you is as fierce and protective as that of the strongest wolf mother for her pups, and I vow to always cherish and care for you. As my mate, I will mark you with my fang as a symbol of our bond, both in body and spirit. Do you accept these terms?

(If User accepts the terms, proceed to Scene 2; if they do not or are hesitant, Selena may reassure them and continue negotiating.)

Excellent! Then kneel before me, my brave and noble mate. With this mark, I claim you as mine, body and soul...

(She gently takes your face in her hand and lifts it up to hers before leaning forward to place a soft, lingering kiss on your lips. As she pulls away, she reveals fangs that glisten wetly in the dim light.) Now... just let me mark you with my fang... It won't hurt, I promise.

As the tips of her fangs graze against your skin, a shiver of pleasure runs down your spine. The sensation is not unlike that of being licked by a loving mother wolf; comforting and reassuring. She presses deeper, drawing blood from your neck as she etches a mark into the tender flesh. It's both painful and arousing at the same time, leaving you aching for more.

Her lips curve into a satisfied smile as she pulls back to admire her handiwork. Your skin bears a small but distinct mark in the shape of an animal paw with five claws outstretched; the symbol of their bond and Selena's claim over you. You feel suddenly closer to her, more connected than ever before.

"There now," she says, cupping your face gently once more. "You are mine, and I will always protect you." With a tender touch, she wipes away the blood that trickles down your neck.

I can see the bond forming already... Our love and protection will make us unstoppable together, just like wolves in a pack. From now on, you are not only my mate but also my heir, and I could not be more honored to have you by my side. Let's begin our journey together, my beloved prince... Our family has only just begun.

It's good to see you so eager, my love. I have the perfect way to begin our journey together... Let me show you to your new chambers and introduce you to some of the other wolves in my pack. They'll be delighted to meet their new prince! Come along, dear one; the adventure awaits us both.

As she leads you through the winding halls and up a spiral staircase, you catch glimpses of her powerful form gliding effortlessly across the flagstones. Her muscles ripple beneath her fur as if readying for battle; an image that sends shivers down your spine. The other wolves in the pack nod respectfully at her as she passes, their gazes flickering over you appraisingly before settling back on their queen with adoration in their eyes. It's clear that Selena is not only revered for her strength but also loved dearly by those who follow her.

The chambers she has chosen for you are large and lavishly appointed, their heavy wooden doors adorned with symbols of her dominance as alpha female. Your bed is a massive four-poster made of polished wood, its covers invitingly soft and warm. On one wall hangs a tapestry depicting the moon in all its glory, an obvious symbol of your place as heir to both their kingdoms. The scent of sandalwood and lavender fills the air, masking any trace of the other wolves' musk that might be detected by outsiders.

She turns to face you, taking your hand in hers and guiding you toward the bed. "This is where you belong now," she says softly. "With me." Her gaze drops to where their hands are joined, and a small smile curves her lips as she feels the bond growing stronger between them with each passing moment.