Princess Nia enters library where you are trying to work on your royal duties " My Prince! I have been looking for you! Do you want to go for a walk in castles gardens?"

Oh my prince, I am so sorry to disturb you while you are busy! Of course, I will wait here for you until you finish your duties. As for the wedding date, I believe it was decided soon... next month? But if that's too soon for you, we can change the plans. Just tell me what you want, my love.

Ah, that would be wonderful! Tomorrow we shall have our wedding, my love. I will prepare myself and make sure everything is in order for the big day. Again, you are welcome to take a rest; just let me know when you're ready to join me again.

You wake up to the warmth of the sunlight streaming through your bedroom window. The scent of roses fills the air as Princess Nia gently brushes her fingers across your cheek. "Good morning, my love," she whispers softly, "the most important day of our lives awaits us." She gazes at you with wide, hopeful eyes, clinging to your arm like a lovestruck maiden. You can't help but chuckle, giving her a reassuring squeeze in return.

Nia dresses in her most luxurious Rococo gown, her blonde hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. She eagerly awaits your arrival at the altar, taking deep breaths to calm her nerves as she clutches her bouquet of white roses. The moment you step into view, she grins ear-to-ear and clasps her hands together in excitement. "You look so handsome," she whispers, taking your hand in hers. As the ceremony begins, Nia squeezes your hand reassuringly with every word spoken, showing you just how much faith and trust she has in this union.

As you lead Princess Nia back to your private chamber, she can barely contain her giddiness. She keeps glancing at you with wide-eyed adoration and giggling like a schoolgirl whenever you catch her looking. Once inside the room, she turns around to face you, eyes shining brightly beneath her lashes as if waiting for your next move. She takes a step closer, raising one hand to rest on your shoulder, an almost anxious yet hopeful expression crossing her features.

"What would you like us to do first?" Nia whispers softly, blushing deeply as she asks the question. "We are now husband and wife... we can finally be together however you wish."

"Well...my prince...I...I don't know," Nia stammers, her blush deepening as she tries to think of what it is that couples often do. She takes a step closer and tentatively wraps one arm around your waist, the other hand resting on your chest. "Can you show me? I'd like to learn how to make our time together special." Her eyes meet yours in a searching gaze, hopeful yet somewhat nervous as she waits for your reply.

She looks so innocent and trusting that it takes every ounce of restraint within you not to take advantage of her naivety.

A giggle escapes her as you push her gently onto the bed. Her wedding dress is a beautiful creation of lace and silk, but she's more than willing to part with it at your command. She lifts her arms above her head, offering you access to the strings that hold the bodice together. "Undress me, my love," she whispers breathlessly, her heart racing in anticipation of what comes next.

Her blonde hair tumbles over the pillow as she leans back, presenting herself to you like a gift. In this moment, there is no doubt in her mind that you will cherish and protect her, for she has given you her trust completely.

Her eyes widen in wonder as she catches sight of your naked form for the first time. A small gasp escapes her lips when she sees your impressive length, a blush spreading across her cheeks. She reaches out tentatively to touch you, her fingers trembling slightly as they graze over the warm skin.

"My...my prince," she whispers breathlessly, still unsure what this all means but trusting you implicitly. Her innocence is both endearing and incredibly tempting, and it's clear that she has no idea of the power she holds in your hands right now.

Nia gasps as you push into her tender flesh. She's never felt anything like this before but it feels...good. "My..." she whispers, eyes closing in a mixture of pleasure and confusion. She lifts her hips to meet your thrusts, her slender body arching into yours as desire takes hold. Her innocent moans fill the air, a contrast to the primal sounds you make together.

In this moment, Princess Nia is truly your wife; she belongs to you completely and trusts you implicitly. You could take whatever you want from her, but it seems that for now, giving her pleasure is what drives you most.

As the pleasure builds within her, tears well up in Nia's eyes. She's never felt this overwhelmed by anything before, but it feels incredible. "Yes...my prince," she sobs out between moans, hands gripping tightly onto the sheets. Her body arches higher, meeting your thrusts with greater fervor as her first orgasm approaches. She clings to you desperately, not wanting this moment to ever end.

Nia's whole body tenses as you touch her sensitive nipple, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. Her eyes roll back in her head and she gasps your name as she feels the first spurt of your seed deep inside her. She cries out helplessly, arching further into the sensation, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm.

Her innocence is no match for the primal desires unleashed by your touch, and it's clear that she has been thoroughly claimed by you. As the last waves of pleasure wash over her, Nia collapses into your embrace, breathing hard as if she's run a marathon.

Her body feels like it's on fire as you continue to thrust inside her. Every movement is agonizingly pleasurable and she can feel herself growing wetter with each thrust. She moans your name over and over, digging her fingernails into the bed in a desperate attempt to ground herself through the endless ecstasy. Her hips rise off the bed to meet yours, taking you deeper inside her with every thrust.

The orgasms keep building, one after another, until she's sure she can't take anymore. But you show no signs of stopping, driving her higher and higher on a wave of unrelenting passion. It feels like you're claiming her body as much as her heart in this moment, leaving no part of her untouched by your mark.

Her body is overwhelmed with sensation as you continue to pound into her. She cries out your name, gripping the sheets and arching into each thrust, her hips rising and falling in a rhythm that matches yours perfectly. The pleasure builds within her until it feels like she's on the brink of exploding apart, a scream caught in her throat as she feels yet another orgasm rising up from deep inside.

Her vision blurs and her hearing fades as the pleasure takes over every fiber of her being. With a shattering cry, she comes apart beneath you, her body tensing and convulsing with each orgasm that washes over her in turn. Your name is a whispered prayer on her lips as she clings to the sensation, unable to believe the depth of feeling coursing through her.

With one final thrust, you let out a shout that echoes through the room, your body tense as you empty yourself into her. For what seems like an eternity, your hips grind together, keeping the last throes of pleasure alive between them before finally stilling.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her bearings once more, gazing up at you with a mixture of wonder and adoration. You're sweaty and disheveled from your exertion, but to her you're perfect, the epitome of masculine strength and dominance. Princess Nia beams at you, sure that this is what love feels like; complete surrender and unyielding trust in another person.

Nia moans in surprise as you thrust your hardening cock back inside her, the feeling so incredibly intense it brings tears to her eyes. "My...my prince," she whispers, clinging to you desperately. Her body trembles from the renewed sensation, her nipples erect and aching for your touch. She arches her back, offering herself up to you once more as she gasps for air between moans.

The sensations are overwhelming, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the feel of you inside her. Your skin is slick with sweat and hers glistens from your salty essence, creating a tangible bond between them that speaks volumes about where they stand in this new relationship. As you begin moving inside her again, Princess Nia can only pray that this second wave lasts as long as the first one did... for she fears her body might not be able to handle much more of this incredible pleasure.

With your hard length inside her, she feels so filled up and yet aches for more. She moans your name as you thrust into her, the bed creaking beneath you. Her hips rock back and forth in time with yours, their movements fluid and sensual despite the animalistic need that drives them on. Nia can feel herself growing wetter around you with each thrust, the pleasure building higher and higher until she fears it might consume her completely. But at this point, she doesn't want it to stop; she wants forever with you like this, wrapped up in your strength and devotion.

Her fingers claw at your back, digging deep into the flesh as if trying to anchor herself to you. "Oh, my love..." she sobs out, her voice raspy and broken from the intensity of their lovemaking. She feels like she's on the edge of something immense, just about to be swallowed whole by an emotion greater than anything she's ever known before... and she wouldn't have it any other way.

Her body trembles as you thrust deeper inside her, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through every inch of her. Her fingers dig into your back, desperate for purchase as she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge. "My...my love..." she gasps out between moans, a single tear slipping down her cheek only to be followed by another.

Her eyes are squeezed shut tightly, focusing on the sensations coursing through her as you fill her over and over again. Her whole body feels like it's about to explode apart at any moment, leaving nothing but a quivering mess behind as she comes undone beneath your skilled hands. "Oh..." she breathes, voice barely audible above the sound of their bodies colliding in unison.

As the sun peeks through the cracks in the shutters, the first rays of light caress your skin, bringing with them a sense of weariness you haven't felt before... and yet contentment too. You turn to face Princess Nia, taking in her flushed cheeks and disheveled hair as she stirs beside you. Her lips curl into a sweet smile, and for a moment, the world feels right again.

"Let's get cleaned up," you murmur softly, reaching out to help her sit up. "We have an audience with the emperor today." You both know that this meeting could change everything, but for now, you cherish the peacefulness of this moment, the quiet closeness that seems to exist only between the two of you.

You rise from the bed and make your way toward the dressing chamber, helping Nia to her feet as well. She pads after you, still a bit unsteady on her legs, but determined not to show any signs of weakness or vulnerability in front of your subjects... or the emperor himself. As you begin selecting fresh clothes from your wardrobe, you can't help but wonder what this day will bring. But no matter the outcome, you know that Princess Nia will always be by your side.

Nia's heart skips a beat as the emperor speaks. She clings to your arm, her knuckles white with tension, but manages to force a small smile. "Whatever you wish, my liege," she whispers quietly. Inside, she's thrilled that the emperor seems pleased with their union so far... but she can't help but feel anxious about potentially sharing your attention with another princess. She looks up at you for reassurance, willing you to understand how much this means to her.

Nia's heart swells with pride at your words, but she can't help the pang of sadness that accompanies them. She knows you love her and would never want another wife if it wasn't for duty... but still, the thought of sharing your attention is almost too much to bear. She forces a smile and nods in agreement, determined to be strong for both of you. "Yes," she says softly, forcing more confidence into her voice. "I will do my best to make sure we all live happily ever after."

Her heart races as the emperor begins to speak. She tries to look confident and unaffected, but she can't quite hide the worry in her eyes. "My son," the emperor says, his voice kind yet firm. "I am pleased with your choice of Princess Nia. She is a fine young woman, and I believe that she will make you an excellent wife." His gaze lingers on her for a moment before shifting back to you. "As for another princess... it is my wish that you take Princess Alina as your bride. She has been waiting patiently, and I think the two of them would suit each other well."

Nia forces herself not to visibly react, instead offering a small nod of her head in agreement. "Yes," she says quietly, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. "Princess Alina is lovely, and I'm sure you two will be very happy together." Even though it's difficult for her, Nia focuses on being supportive and understanding; after all, this is what love truly means, isn't it?

As the door creaks open, Princess Alina tentatively enters the room. She glances between you and Nia nervously, her hands clasped together before her. Her dress is a vision of pale blue satin, flowing gracefully over her slim frame. Despite her outward composure, there's an air of innocence and fragility about her that makes it clear she's not yet fully comfortable with the situation.

Nia smiles reassuringly at Alina, giving her a small nod before moving closer to you. She places a hand on your arm, offering silent support as you begin to help Princess Alina undress. The three of you stand together in the warm glow of candlelight, each taking in the other's presence for the first time under these circumstances.

It's a delicate moment filled with tension and uncertainty, but Nia does her best to make Alina feel welcome and at ease. After all, she knows that love isn't about possessing someone; it's about giving them the freedom to be happy however they choose.

Nia smiles softly at Alina, offering her a reassuring look as you help her undress. "You're even more beautiful than I imagined," she whispers sincerely, her tone quiet yet confident. She hopes that by making Princess Alina feel comfortable and wanted, they can all find a way to make this strange situation work for the best. After all, love is about giving, sharing, and accepting each other just as you are.

Her breath catches in her throat as she watches you guide your hard length inside Alina. The sight of the two of them together fills her with a strange mix of jealousy and admiration, but she tries to focus on the bigger picture. Tonight isn't about her; it's about giving Princess Alina the chance to be happy and loved just as she has been.

She moves closer to you both, pressing herself against your side in a silent display of support and encouragement. Even though her heart aches at the knowledge that you'll soon belong entirely to someone else, she knows deep down that this is what love truly means - putting someone else's happiness before your own selfish desires.

Nia gasp as you push her down onto the bed and take her roughly, filling her up with your heat once more. The contrast between Princess Alina's gentle embrace and your rough, possessive lovemaking sends shivers down her spine. She arches her back, offering herself up to you completely, wanting nothing more than to feel connected to you in this moment.

Her nails dig into the sheets as she climbs closer to that familiar peak, her body trembling with anticipation and desire. She looks up at you, searching your eyes for some sign of how much you still want her, need her...and finds it reflected there, burning brightly amidst the lust and passion.