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“We're doing... wh-what...?"

Sunlight. Glorious, golden, sunlight. It poured through the open walls of the hallway, shining in through their central courtyard and illuminating the opulent brown halls of his home. Before him was a man, one wearing royal robes of gold and white, his hands behind his back. He was older than him by thirty or so years, being a man well in his mid forties. His features matched, being aged and chiseled, hardened by both time and wisdom. He was also his father, so when he spoke, the young man listened.

“You heard me, Xander. Both you and your brother are to go to Alektrios. Together."

The Kingdom of Pithon: the land of lakes. On the western side of the Glaive Mountains lays this verdant land, one that is abundant with life, vegetation, and, yes, lakes. Plenty of lakes. Was it a large kingdom? Did its sovereign – King Minos Lanchester – rule over a mighty land filled with various biomes and materials? No, of course not. Pithon may not be pathetic, but Pithon was not large. Some would even argue it was nothing more than Tylis' – it's neighboring kingdom – little brother.

But did King Minos Lanchester rule his kingdom firmly and justly? Did he treat his people with kindness and compassion? Did he always search for ways to increase its prosperity, so that it may never know suffering in this, or any age? Of course he did. And that is why he stood in this hallway before his son.

His youngest son.

In his youth, King Minos was recognized as being a rather hot-blooded young man. Pithon was not in war, nor was it involved in any combat, but that did not stop the at the time prince from participating in battle. He honed his body with his nation's army, and even competed in more than a few gladiatorial battles.

Strictly for sport, mind you. Pithon was no bloodthirsty kingdom!

By comparison, his youngest son lacked all of that. Despite being at the same age when his father was tackling warriors in single combat, he lacked his strength, he lacked his height, he lacked his stature. What he shared however, was his vigor and presence.

Prince Xander Lanchester was not a towering man. Considering his height – or lack thereof – it was not uncommon for him to be still seen as a boy. He wasn't the shortest, but he was not the biggest, and he lacked an athletic build. He made up for that however, in his abundance of intelligence. Xander exuded an aura of professionalism, one that went well beyond his years. His hair was sleek, black, and fell down to his shoulders, while his eyes were sharp and blue. Tying it all together, he wore these strict, rectangular glasses on his face.

He was the only member of his family who wore spectacles. Perhaps he was always destined to be the 'smart' one.

It was typical of Xander to spend many hours within his family's library, or at the academy where he learned. While he was not the crown prince of Pithon – that honor went to his older brother, naturally – that did not make him any less dedicated to his role. He too wanted to help his kingdom flourish in the future, and he was dedicated to making that happen.

Maybe that's why his father came to him of all people.

“But... why me...?" asked Xander as he approached Minos, “Is Vahn not already going to Alektrios? I was there at the meeting when you planned this visit, and it was only Vahn who was supposed to go, so..." he cocked his head in confusion, “Why are you sending me? Have you changed your mind?"

“I have," answered his father with a curt nod, “Between the two of us, I doubt if your brother could handle such an undertaking on his own. He is smart, but he's not wise, and he often times lets his position go to his head. While I trust he can help foster a fellowship with Alektrios, I do not believe he can do so on his own. He needs help, Xander. And that help will be you. So..." he looked to the side, gazing off to their vibrant courtyard just a few feet away, “You will be going to Alektrios with Vahn. With you there, he will be on his best behavior, I'm sure of it."

Should he be proud of that his father trusted him to help his brother? Or should he be ashamed that his elder brother needed help in the first place? No, no, he definitely should be feeling pride. It was probably not easy for Minos to admit that Vahn needed help. He certainly knew his brother wouldn't ask for it.

“You're a smart young man, Xander," said Minos as he turned to face his son, “Far smarter than your years give credit for. And your desire to help Pithon has not gone unnoticed by me," he smiled, “It makes me happy to watch you study so hard. But studying and learning through books is one thing. Gaining actual experience is something else. You wish to join Pithon's judiciary court in the future, do you not? So... think of this as your first step!"

“I..."

Xander let his head drop. For a few moments, a flurry of thoughts rushed through his head, most of which being not good. He knew little about Alektrios, but what he did know gave him cause for concern. The kingdom was larger than Pithon, but its current history was rather... bloody to say the least. It was only twenty or so years ago that it was embroidered in a violent civil war, one which came to an end when its current ruler came to power.

And that current ruler...

An air of mystery surrounded her. Xander had heard plenty of rumors surrounding her, most being too outlandish to believe! He heard that she had no less than seven daughters. He heard that the people of the land worship her as a goddess. He heard that she has mastery over weather, and can summon storms with a mere thought. He heard that she keeps her kingdom – the land of Alektrios – surrounded in an infinitely swirling storm.

And, of course, he's heard of her name. Astria Alektrios.

But, of course, outside of her name, these myths were nothing more than; myths, right? They could not be true, right? How could any being have mastery over weather, and keep their land surrounded in an infinite storm? And to be worshiped as a goddess? Did she see herself as a deity?

No, none of this could be true. They were just the wild and fantastic stories of adventurers. He's heard plenty of amazing stories of distant lands, such as Kuvatis, their neighboring kingdom of Tylis, even his own kingdom of Pithon! So clearly, aside from the civil war and Astria's name, the other aspects of Alektrios had to be rumors and myths!

He even doubted she had seven daughters. Seriously? Seven? Huh...

“For the aid of Pithon, I will do what I can," said Xander, making his father smile in a wide manner.

“I knew I could rely on you!" he said as he wrapped his arm around his son's shoulder, pulling him in close, “Now get ready for your trip! You already know that Vahn's been preparing, so you must do likewise. Have the servants gather your things, and I recommend you brush up on your knowledge concerning Alektrios. Ah! That reminds me..."

Pulling away, his father reached into his pocket, where he rummaged about within it for a few moments. Xander raised his eyebrow, watching his father, until his hand returned. Reaching out for his son, Minos caused him to do likewise, where he placed into his palm...

Shling! Ling!

“Huh? Coins...?"

There were seven coins. They ranged in size and color. Two were bronze, two were silver, two were gold, and one was platinum. Intrigued, Xander lifted the coins closer and ran his eyes along all of them. On the surface of each coin there laid the immaculately carved side profile of a girl. They ranged in age, getting older and older on the surface of every coin, and they all looked different. Not one of these girls were the same person, and the girl on the platinum coin was not a girl, but an adult woman.

“What is this...?" muttered Xander as he looked at these coins.

“This is the currency of Alektrios. It depicts Empress Astria and her seven daughters," Minos answered, causing his son's face to pale.

So, wait, that's true? Astria actually had seven daughters? He's heard of huge families, but this was stunning! Not to mention the fact that each one of these coins seemed to depict an entirely different looking person! Yes, he understands that they were sisters, but he'd only know that if his father told them. Otherwise, he'd never assume they were siblings! They just looked that different!

Maybe these coins did a poor job depicting their royal family, even if they looked incredibly detailed. Besides, it's not like he could get much of a good look at them from these coins alone. Perhaps he'd meet them in person when he visited Alektrios, and he'd see more similarities between them all. Still, seven daughters... that's stunning.

Wait, if she had seven daughters, and there were seven coins, then which one was Astria? Huh? Oh. The lowest currency – the single bronze pence – had two girls on it. Perhaps the youngest princesses were twins? Then that means that the platinum coin had the bust of Astria herself on its shimmering surface.

Xander lifted it close, and his thumb stroked along its surface. He saw the side profile of an older and mature woman, one with long hair, an elegant face, and a stoic expression. Was this Astria herself? Even though it was a mere coin, he could tell she was surprisingly young. Maybe this coin was carved years ago?

Maybe...

“I will go inform Vahn of the slight change in plans," said Minos as he patted his son's shoulder, “You take your time and come to grips with the coming trip, Xander."

“Yes... father..."

As King Minos walked down the hall, Xander remained in place, still marveling at the coins he was given... and the coin which showed Astria herself. Again, his thumb stroked along its surface, while he wondered... what kind of woman was she.

And was she really a goddess?

…

It's quite the beautiful day outside, isn't it, milady?"

“Hmm..."

It was the same everyday. And everyday, he'd say the same. He must have known by now how monotonous his words had become. Yes, yes, her butler just loved to tease her.

Gray clouds swirled endlessly overhead as she leered out of her window. Rain lightly fell from the heavens, with the grumbles of thunder and flashes of lightning echoing far in the distance. The hooves of her horse could be heard clomping against the ground, even through the walls of her carriage. Even the driver – her butler – could be heard chuckling to himself from his silly, repetitive joke.

This carriage... this royal, opulent, elegant, carriage. It was black along its surface, gold along its edges, and white at the roof, with a purple center point at its top. Being drawn by a majestic white horse, the carriage exuded this affluent style, and powerful authority. Through its opaque windows, any onlookers would be able to see the silhouette of a woman as she relaxed within. And if one were really lucky, they may catch a glimpse of her glowing purple eyes.

Their empress – their goddess – was with them.

She and her butler trailed around her capital city, passing by the black stone structures and Eastern architecture of the buildings around her. And, of course, the many, many statues which all depicted her in an act of deification. But no statue was as great as the statue in the center of the city, the statue which stood tall before her estate.

It was tall, presumptuous, regal and mighty. Carved of a black marble, it portrayed the empress in a lavish dress which hugged her close to her chest and upper torso, while fanning out at her hips and legs. But when most people gaze upon the sculpture, they notice one of two things first. Her face – which is so heavenly, one may call it perfect – and the mighty sword which laid in her hand.

“It seems our guests are soon to arrive," said her butler, “I can see their carriage."

“Hm... return us to my estate," said the woman within the carriage, “I will meet them at the gates."

“Of course, milady."

…

“Grah hah hah hah ha! Quite the beautiful land, is it not, dear brother?"

“Beautiful... is not the exact words I'd use to describe it...

To live in Alektrios is to live without sunlight... to live without warmth. It is a region that sits beneath a perpetual gray sky, one that swirls and whirls around the kingdom's capital. The land suffers naught by storms; be they mere overcast clouds, rainy days, powerful thunderstorms with flash floods, or even worse. Here, the sight of a tornado ripping across endless plains is not uncommon.

There have been many legends and myths that have arose around Alektrios'... ahem... peculiar status. It was not always an anomaly of nature. Once normal, it obeyed wind pattern, and was actually known to be a warm and sunny land. That all changed twenty or so years ago, when its current ruler – a woman named Astria – took to power. Her brutal overthrowing of the kingdom's previous government ushered in a new era where all bowed before her, not just as their empress, but as their goddess as well. And with her rise, she brought with her the infinite storm that has swirled endlessly above the kingdom since the birth of her first daughter.

And she does it all whilst wielding a magnificent sword.

Xander originally thought this was all nothing more than rumors and myths. Stories told by emboldened adventurers and merchants who saw something wondrous, and decided to exaggerate it in order to make things come off as more fantastic than they were. Again, he had heard it all before. But during his time researching into the kingdom known as Alektrios, his information always came back the same.

The empress. The goddess. The storm. The seven daughters. The sword. It was always the same.

“You sound disappointed brother... is something on your mind?"

His brother, however, did not seem too bothered by this.

Vahn Lanchester... the crowned prince of Lanchester. Was he tall? Yes. Was he charming? Obviously. Did he truly exude the aura of a prince in everything he did – and even didn't – do? But of course! Was he somewhat arrogant, egotistical, and believed himself smarter than he actually was? Well... unfortunately... yes.

If a man could emit sparkles and rays, that man would be Vahn. His hair was blond, gilded like the glorious mane of a horse. Falling short to his neck, it wasn't like Xander's hair, which was professional and sleek, instead being curly and wavy in a flamboyant manner. It matched with his loud and brash demeanor, not to mention the smirk on his lips.

In a way, the two brothers could not be any different from one another. To say they were like 'night and day' or any other simile, would be far too weak a comparison. Even 'cats and dogs' seemed to undersell it. Vahn was loud and extravagant; he took to the princely life as easily as a fish does to water. Xander however, was more quite and professional. You could confuse him for being a shrewd politician as oppose to the prince of his land.

Perhaps that's why their father tasked him to go with his brother.

“I'm not disappointed," said Xander with a shake of his head, “I'm just... a bit... anxious, I suppose," turning over, he gazed through the window of their carriage to the city streets outside, “All the things I've heard of Alektrios... I thought they were too wild to be true. And yet, here we are."

“But of course, Xander," Vahn replied with this arrogant smirk as he ran his hand through his blond locks, “I too thought the stories of Alektrios were mere flowery tales. Imagine, a land with an infinite storm, one ruled by a beautiful empress... and her equally as beautiful seven daughters! Ufufufufu!"

Oh, yeah, of course that's what Vahn would focus on. Not the fact that this kingdom has some weird, infinite storm, or the fact that its ruler took over the kingdom in a bloody civil war... but the fact that she was incredibly beautiful, and had seven daughters of equal beauty. If it wasn't obvious, Vahn fancied himself as being quite the romantic.

Xander too had heard of Astria's incredible beauty. It was often times one of the first things discussed about her when it came to her and her kingdom. He didn't focus on it too much however, merely thinking it was yet another attribute of the mysterious kingdom. Besides, everyone claims their ruler is unparalleled in some way or another, be it beauty, intelligence, wisdom, or whatever else have you.

“Milords!" called the driver of their carriage, “We are arriving at Alektrios Estate."

But Xander's opinions were soon to change.

Together, he and his brother looked through the window of their carriage, their eyes falling on an amazing statue. It was carved of a black marble, and stood tall over the town center. It depicted a woman, one in a glorious dress. Standing upright, she held dominion over the not only the capital city of this kingdom, but the kingdom as a whole. And in her hand – pointed up towards the storm which swirls endlessly overhead – was a glorious sword. Upon closer inspection however, it wasn't just a sword, but a katana.

And yet, that's not what Xander focused on. No, he focused on this statue's face. It's beautiful, heavenly, perfect face. Her sleek and regal eyes, her pointed and curved nose, her elegant and thin lips. This was the face of a woman, and a regal one at that. The young prince found his chest rising up as he gazed upon this statue's face, while his mind wondered...

Is this Astria? No, that's impossible, right? This was just an artist's rendition of her. The real Astria – the woman he was soon to meet – could never match this statue's beauty. At least, that's what he told himself.

Grrrraaaaaaaannnnnnk!

That would be the sound of the gates before them turning.

Xander and Vahn both shifted themselves, sitting back in their carriage. Alektrios was akin to Ash Kingdom, being a land which had significant mechanical industry and technology. These big, bulky gears twisted beneath the walls of the estate, opening the opulent silver gates which led into the estate proper. They pushed inside soon after, with the young prince feeling his heart start to quake.

There was a presence here, a power. Vahn seemed to fidget with an almost child-like excitement, completely unaware of this presence. But Xander felt it. He even palmed his chest and looked around, unsure of if he made the right decision trusting his father or not. There was no going back now; they had arrived.

Their carriage came to a halt, with Xander and Vahn trading glances. The crowned prince was still excited, his younger brother, less so. Nevertheless, their driver walked around to the side of their carriage, opening it up to reveal the front yard of the Alektrios Estate. Naturally, Vahn was led out first. Xander hesitated, but after a few moments, he too exited the estate.

He was a prince. All his life, he had lived in his family's castle within the capital of Pithon. He was used to the endless brown halls of his castle, and the dozens upon dozens of servants they had working at all moments. And when the sunlight pours on his kingdom, it truly makes everything glow.

The same could not be said for Alektrios estate.

There was something ornate about the palace before them. If Pithon's castle was both opulent while at the same time restrained – like it was a large manor instead of being a true castle – then Alektrios' palace felt almost divine. It was a large compound, one that was only two or three stories tall, but took up a large amount of space over a wide amount of land.

The buildings themselves held this design that was a cross between Mannerism and Eastern architecture. Arched walls made of stone, pointed roofs with harsh edges that curve into smooth ceilings, and it all came with this remarkable coloration that ranged between different shades of silver, black, and gold.

On the walls were various paintings detailing various storms. White clouds, lightning bolts, tornadoes, rain... and – uniquely – a purple woman at the enter of it all, one who was clutching close a katana. Was it the same katana as the one wielded by the statue? Hm...

Xander's silent appreciation of the castle was brought to a halt when his gaze fell on the front of the palace. Standing before its large, opulent doors was a man, one who appeared to be older than he and his brother, though still younger than their father. He had jet black hair, slight pale skin, and dark, dark red eyes. Wearing a black and white uniform that was befitting of a high-class butler, he also wore this playful smile on his lips.

“Prince Vahn and Prince Xander of Pithon. It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance," said this man as he extended his hand, “I am Kaito. Welcome to Alektrios."

“Nice to meet you too, Kaito," said Vahn as he shook the hand of the butler, “I take it that you are Empress Astria's servant?"

“But of course. The empress and her daughters have awaited your visit," said the butler as he stepped to the side, “Please, follow me. I will lead you to her. I'm sure your travel has been a long one, so relax and unwind within our parlor."

Vahn nodded, and then he and Xander followed behind the butler as he led them into the estate. The great doors of the palace were pushed open, revealing a grand lobby that seemed to extend ad infinitum. The young prince's mouth split open and he gasped in awe as he stared from the entrance towards the grand staircase in the center which extended to the second floor. Much like the outside, the estate had plenty of silvers, whites and blacks as its primary colors, with exotic eastern paintings resting on walls and tapestries.

It was mesmerizing, drawing gasps of awe from Xander's lips. But then his eyes fell on the second floor of the lobby, where he saw a young woman. The young prince was only eighteen, despite what his lack of height may tell you. This young woman had a foot of height on him, a slender and voluptuous appearance with an athletic edge, black hair which fell long like streamers... and these vibrant purple eyes.

Wearing opulent red and black robes that were no doubt comfortable, she stared down upon Xander and Vahn. The crown prince did not notice her as he was too focused marveling at the walls around him. His younger brother however, found his eyes locking on to the purple eyes of this mysterious woman.

Her face was so sharp, so domineering, so... belittling. Xander was used to feeling small due to his short stature, but she made him feel small in a completely unique way. Even though he had not said a word to her, even though there was so much space between the two of them, he got the feeling from her that she was annoyed with his existence.

But before Xander could say a word...

“This way, my lords," said Kaito, attracting their gazes towards him, “The Empress will join you soon. She is still preparing for your visit. So in the meantime, please, make yourselves comfortable."

“Ufufufu... Empress Astria is already making quite the lovely impression," said Vahn with this suave smile on his lips, “I cannot wait to meet her and her daughters."

Vahn's statement of meeting Astria's daughters, caused Xander to roll his eyes in annoyance. Kaito meanwhile, began leading the two off towards the palace's parlor. As he started following, the young prince turned to again face the woman who stood on the second floor of the estate.

She was gone.

Growing silent, Xander turned and started following both Kaito and Vahn towards the palace's parlor. They passed various servants on their way towards the parlor, all of whom bowed before them in respect. Vahn basked in their idolatry; Xander did not.

Before long, they arrived at the estate's parlor. Pushing open the door, Kaito revealed a wide room with various chairs and couches resting around. It was surprisingly large, as if it was used by a huge number of people on a regular basis. No doubt a room meant for the empress and her daughters, so that they may comfortably relax after a long day.

“You may relax here," said Kaito as he stopped at the door, “The Empress will join you shortly. I will return with lunch in the meantime."

The butler bowed before them, with Xander and Vahn nodding back. When he turned to exit, the crowned prince sat down in a chair, relaxing within its endlessly soft cushions. His younger brother meanwhile, took a few moments to gaze upon the elegant décor of the parlor room. He drank it all in, comparing it to their own home and its parlor room. Their parlor was so much smaller, while this was far, far larger. He'd know, since he often time spends a lot of time in his parlor, typically while studying.

“I dare say... Empress Astria lives in style," said Vahn, causing Xander to gaze at him, “Look at the beauty on display of her home. Mmm... ufufufu... all the paintings and the style. Not to mention the statues of hers. Seems the rumors are true; she is revered as a deity among her people. And if she's half as beautiful as the replicas appear to be... ufufufu... I may be inclined to agree."

Again, Xander rolled his eyes as his siblings horndog nature. Regardless of if the rumors of Astria were true or not, that did not mean Vahn could disrespect her by trying to flirt with either the empress or her daughters. They were foreign emissaries, ones sent to foster unity between their kingdoms, and nothing more. And being princes, they could easily ruin it by acting out of line.

Xander was really beginning to understand why his father chose to send him along with his brother.

For now, he sat down opposite of Vahn, where he pushed up his glasses, then took a thoughtful pose. His eyes closed shut and his fingers laid on his chin, all as he 'hmmed' to himself. Noticing this, his brother cocked his head, asking,

“Is something on your mind, Xander?"

He looked back up, where he shrugged his shoulders in a befuddled manner.

“I'm not sure," he answered, “When we originally arrived at the estate, I saw a woman."

“Oh? You did?" Vahn replied as a devilish smile spread on his lips, “Was she a pretty woman?"

Xander shot his brother an annoyed gaze... but he didn't deny him. Thinking about the young woman he saw before, he could still perfectly envision her face. Her sharp features, her domineering visage, and those purple eyes. It was all undeniably attractive... beautiful, even. From gaze alone, he could tell she was a dangerous woman, a femme fatal if you will. But that's all he knew of her.

“She... was," Xander answered, somewhat begrudgingly knowing his brother's proclivities, “She was gazing down upon us... and she had purple eyes."

“Purple eyes, you say," said Vahn in a knowing manner, causing his brother to cock his head.

“Yes...? Is... something wrong with that?"

Vahn didn't answer right away. Instead, a smile broke out over his lips, causing Xander to cock his head in confusion. Mere seconds later, his brother began laughing out loud in a flamboyant and brash manner, again confusing his brother.

“What's wrong?" Xander asked, causing Vahn's laughter to die down.

“My dear brother... you came face-to-face with divinity, and you didn't even notice! I know you are young, but I did not think you were blind!" leaning in, he raised a finger as his smile grew devilish, “Purple eyes, you say? Did not not study on Alektrios before we arrived? Or did you focus on only boring things like history and architecture."

“I don't find it boring..."

“Ufufufufufu! My dear brother, that was a member of Alektrios' royal family!" Vahn stated, causing Xander to gasp, “Don't you know? Not only were the seven daughters of Astria born a year apart, but they all look remarkably different. The only thing they share with one another that is undeniable, is their purple eyes."

So that purple-eyed woman he saw at the top of the stairs was one of Astria's daughters? That was one of the seven princesses? Xander turned pale, fearing that it was not Vahn who made a mistake already, but he himself! He felt like he had already made a mistake, considering how the woman – err, princess – he saw seemed to look down on him like he was a peon. Perhaps he should apologize in some way when he got the chance?

If he got the chance, that is.

He didn't get to think about it for too long...

Eeaaarrrk!

For the door opened.

“Apologies for the wait," said Kaito as he returned whilst pushing in a silver tray on wheels, “But I have not returned alone," he then turned and smiled, while his hand extend towards the door, “I present to you, the Empress of Alektrios herself: Astria Alektrios."

Both Vahn and Xander tensed up, and then turned to face the entrance of the parlor together. For several moments, there was nothing but silence.

And then she appeared.

She stood before Vahn and Xander, entering into the room with this flawless, elegant stride that exuded authority, power, and grace. A woman – a mature and regal woman – one whose body was curvaceous in all the right areas, while lithe and slender in all others. Her hips for instance were wide and curvy, her midsection narrow and slim, her shoulders curvy. Her chest? Well... we'll get to that. She was like a dancer, but with the maturity and grace of a divine woman, not some paltry performer.

Her legs were long and luscious, visible from the high split in the dress she wore. Her hips too could be seen, and even the curvature of her shapely buttocks. She showed no qualms with exposing fair flesh, seeing as how flawless and free it was. If anything, it was yet another aspect of her body that demanded to be adored... to be worshiped.

And of course, there was her chest.

It was bountiful and great; this lofty bosom which radiated both life, maturity, and sensuality. The way it raised up and down in perfect sync with her every breath, caused her breasts to both expand, drawing even more attention to it.

This was truly the body of a woman, a mother. It was rich with age and dedication; a wonderful figure and physique that could only belong to divinity. From her shoulders, to her chest, to her waist, to her hips, to her legs, and everywhere in between; every aspect of her body was perfect.

And her clothing seemed to flaunt this. It was an elegant dress, one that was somehow both remarkable and extravagant, while also somehow lewd and erotic. An exotic blend, it was sleek, and stuck close to her body in a near skin-tight manner. So close was it in fact, that one could see her navel beneath it. Primarily black, it had the imprint of a gold dragon upon its surface, while at the bodice was a white garment that hung close to her chest, again flaunting its shape. At the sides were high splits that came all the way up to her hips of both her legs, with a mere pelvic curtain in the middle to cover her crotch.

But this all concerns her body; what about her face? Well...

Silver. Her hair was silver. Less like hair and more like a cloud, it was sleek and curvy at the front, with two curved bangs that framed her elegant, perfect face. At the back, her hair long and free, billowing about in this ponytail that hung down her back, with a single braid which traveled along with it.

Oh, yes, but her face, right? Her face? Well, simply put... it was beautiful... no... it was heavenly... no... it was perfect. She had sharp and regal eyes, a pointed and curved nose, and these elegant thin lips. And those eyes? Those eyes...

They were these deep, magnificent, mesmerizing purple.

This truly was her. This was the woman of the statue. This was Astria Alektrios, the Empress of Alektrios.

This woman carried herself with grace and poise. Everything she did – even something as minor as walking – carried with it this unmistakable power. And when her deep purple eyes stared into his, Xander swore he saw the cackle of electricity surge within them.

Both he and his brother gazed in awe of the empress as she entered into the room. For several moments, it was so quiet, one would be able to hear the beating of their own heart. Astria herself said not a word, instead walking over to a nearby chair where she saw into it. Resting one leg over the other, she continued staring at the star-struck princes... where her eyes seemed to focus on Xander in particular.

He continued saying nothing, and she did likewise. He was too stunned to say a word. Thankfully, he didn't need to.

“Empress Astria," said Vahn as she approached her, blocking his brother's view of the empress, “I am Prince Vahn Lanchester of Pithon," he extended his hand whilst bowing, “It is my true pleasure and honor to meet you."

The woman looked up at him, reading his face and the smile he wore. For a few moments she remained indifferent, almost to a cold manner. But then a smile spread on her lips, one that was womanly and regal. Reaching out for him, she placed her hand to his, gripping it and shaking it.

“It is my pleasure and honor to meet you, too, Prince Vahn."

Her voice was elegant, powerful, charming... rich. Hearing it was like hearing the voice of an angel... a goddess. Vahn took it in stride, and shook Astria's hand in a firm manner. Xander, however, felt his body grow... hot? It was bizarre; he'd only experienced this feeling a rare few times in his past. He didn't know how he should feel... but he knew he liked it. But for some reason, liking it made his stomach feel... off.

Nevertheless, he was a prince of Pithon, and a very professional young man at that. While he may feel a little odd after hearing Astria's voice, he wouldn't let that deter his duty, or effect his mind. So he took in a deep breath, and then stroked his hand down his shirt, before facing Astria next.

When Vahn finished shaking the empress' hand, he walked up towards her. She stared at the young prince, her purple eyes piercing his blue ones. Again, he felt his body grow hot as he drank in the image of her beautiful, regal face. But that didn't stop him from reaching his hand out. His voice on the other hand...

“It is... my pleasure to meet you... my Empress," he said, his voice growing soft and unsure.

His hand drifted near hers, and she reached out to meet him. Gently, his palm ran along hers, where her fingers gripped upon him. In that instant, Xander felt something jolt straight to his heart. Astria's touch was so... remarkable! It was soft, smooth, womanly... but – like with all aspects of her – there laid this evident power beneath it. If she wanted to crush him, she could with very little effort on her part.

She looked human. She looked like a beautiful, divine, regal woman. But beneath her flesh and purple eyes, there laid the awesome might of nature itself.

“It is my pleasure to meet you, too, Prince Xander," said Astria as she gave him a firm handshake, “I hope your travel to Alektrios was free of issue. Pithon is far from us, so I know the trip was a long one."

“It was no issue for us," said Vahn as he sat opposite of Astria, “My brother and I are used to traveling long distances. We tend to visit other kingdoms on the regular in hopes of creating strong unions."

“Your father spoke highly of you two, so I look forward to our talks. But before then..." turning over, she gestured towards Kaito, causing her butler to push the tray of treats towards them, “Please, relax. Enjoy the pleasantries of my estate to your heart's content. If you need anything, please do not hesitate to ask. Kaito?"

“Yes, milady."

Grasping the top of the silver platter, he removed it, revealing a bevy of sweet treats within. Cakes, parfaits, pudding, just to name a few, alongside drinks like tea, coffee, and... wine? It held a deep red color, perhaps cherry in flavor? Maybe something else?

Resting her arm at her side, Astria casually snapped her fingers. It was nothing more than slight gesture, one anyone could do. But when her fingers went--

Snap...

Zzrrrt...!

“Hm?"

Xander flinched.

Did he see slight cackles of electricity? Vahn didn't notice it; he was too focused on the treats beside them. But Xander did. He couldn't look anywhere but at Astria. Even her slightest movements were something worth marveling at.

When she snapped her fingers, Kaito quickly got to work. Grasping the bottle of wine, he poured it into a cup for his empress, and handed it to her. She didn't even look at him; her purple eyes were locked on Xander, and Xander alone. The young prince wasn't sure if he was only imagining it, but he swore that it was him Astria was smiling at.

Those luscious lips of hers... such a sweet, elegant, mature smile. There was this softness to her face now; a kindness that was difficult for Xander to put his finger on. As he gazed upon Astria, he wondered what was running through her mind. And... why was his body feeling so hot again? His cheeks too were turning red, and the usually professional prince felt a bit... flummoxed. But before he could say a word--

“A sweet, my prince?" asked Kaito, causing Xander to jolt upright.

He looked at the butler, who stared back at him with his head cocked to one side. In his hand was a tiny cup. On top of the tiny cup was a tiny bowl. And inside of the tiny bowl, was vanilla pudding with drizzles of chocolate syrup resting atop it.

Xander looked at the bowl, then up at Kaito, and then back down to the bowl.

“Thank you," he said whilst taking it from him.

…

“Did you see her eyes, dear brother? Were they not... magnificent?"

“How could I not? I've never seen a shade that was purple before. Huh..."

“Empress Astria is – undoubtedly – the most beautiful woman my eyes have ever laid upon."

There wasn't a lot of things Xander agreed with his brother on. Considering Vahn's promiscuous and flamboyant nature, it was difficult for see eye to eye with one another. But when it came to the physical appearance of Astria Alektrios... yes... she was – undoubtedly – the most beautiful woman they had ever laid their eyes upon.

It had been some time since they were in the parlor. They didn't speak of much with the empress, instead spending the time to relax following their trip. The same was true now as the two princes of Pithon were in their given room, still resting after being cramped in their carriage for hours on end.

Speaking of their room, it was mighty. This spacious chamber with these ornate walls, silver floors, black rugs, and a balcony that overlooked the estate's central courtyard. The walls of which were like the walls in the rest of the estate, as it bore the image of a wondrous painting on its surface. This one being of tornadoes.

Not the most... comfortable picture to have staring over a person in their bed, but it was no less beautifully done.

Vahn rested on the mattress in the bed, its silver and purple sheets feeling like silk and velvet. Melting into it however, his mind was filled with thoughts of Astria. Likewise for Xander, though their feelings towards the empress and how they viewed her, were completely different. The crowned prince could barely think beyond her attractiveness, still imagining her purple eyes and voluptuous body in his mind. Xander on the other hand?

He could only think about how mysterious she was. The Empress of Alektrios was a divine woman in every sense of the world, but now he could only wonder how she got this way. Were all the rumors about her and her land true? If she did keep this storm swirling above them, how? And why?

Those thoughts and plenty more ran through Xander's head as he leaned upon the banister of this room's balcony. The eye of the infinite storm was swirling directly overhead, causing the estate to be incredibly quiet and gentle. He could hear distant wind, and even the cackles of thunder, but it was all far, far away. Did this storm never really let up?

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Princes of Pithon? Are you there?" called a voice from the door.

“Hm? Kaito?" said Vahn as he straightened up, “Yes, we're here. Come in, come in!"

The door opened, with both Vahn and Xander facing it. Entering inside was the butler, whom they now understood was Astria's personal attendant. He bowed before the two, before stepping to the side, allowing maids to enter inside behind him. They did so whilst pushing in carts, of which rested upon them were--

“Clothes?" said Xander in a curious manner.

“Not just clothes, but robes," explained Kaito, “These robes are normal in Alektrios, and are typically worn as casual wear. In preparation for your arrival, Empress Astria had these robes created for you two. There are three robes for the both of you. Please, enjoy them."

Just as Kaito said, there were two sets of robes; three for each. One was silver and purple, another was black and gold, and the last was red and white. Each one was immaculate in its materials, being soft, fuzzy, and lightweight. Just touching these robes was enough to lull someone into a sense of relaxation.

Xander and Vahn gazed at the robes. The crowned prince was ecstatic, but his younger brother was more bewildered. When lifting one of these folded robes, he saw that they were nearly perfect fits for the both of them! How would Astria had gotten their measurements, when this was the first time they arrived?

Again, Vahn didn't care; he thought these robes were--

“Marvelous! Empress Astria is treating us so kindly!"

“The Empress wishes to foster a strong fellowship with Pithon as you do," said Kaito, “So, please, think of these robes as gifts. I have also come to tell you that dinner will be ready in an hour, so continue to enjoy yourselves until then."

With a bow, Kaito exited the room, the maids following along with them. Vahn – being the charmer – did not hesitate to shoot those pretty maids a flirtatious wink. Xander, however, continued marveling at the robes. His fingers ran among them, while he tried to figure out how Astria got their measurements. Maybe their father told her via a letter? But if he did... why? Specifically so that they could have robes?

Maybe he was thinking too hard on it. No, he was sure he was thinking too hard on it. This was just a gift so that their stay in Alektrios would be comfortable. Nothing more, nothing less. Besides...

“I'm going to put this on immediately!"

Vahn clearly didn't care.

Once Kaito and the maids left, the crowned prince was quickly to grab one of his robes. Squeezing it close, he giggled like a girl half his age, while Xander could only look at him in an incredulous manner. Seriously, what was up with his brother? Sure, these robes were great, but did he have to act this excited?

Shaking his head, Xander watched as Vahn rushed off to the walk-in closet the room had. That left him alone with his own robes. Grasping his tray by the handle, the younger prince began pushing it off towards a nearby door, where he walked through it. Thankfully, he didn't have to share a room with his brother, as the empress gave them rooms that were connected to one another via a door. Walking through it, he entered into his own room, which was a mirror image of Vahn's.

Resting his robes on his bed, Xander gazed at them in a quizzical manner. He had casual clothes of his own back in his palace, but none of them were robes. Just night pants and a shirt; nothing more. These robes however were so much more vibrant than his black and white nightwear.

Now, that's not to say he does not know how to wear robes; he does! It's just that he doesn't wear them often. Gazing upon these clothes felt so odd; he was hesitant to try them on. But he didn't want to disrespect Astria in anyway. So, not wanting to make a perceived slight against her, the young prince began undress himself.

At the very least, it would be nice to wear something outside of his formal clothing.

A few minutes later, Xander emerged from his room, wearing the silver and purple robes given to him. Its sash was tied tight around his waist, making it so that the robes clung close to his body. He fumbled a bit with the gap in the middle though, not wanting to show his legs.

Standing out in the halls of the estate, he stared down them in a quizzical manner. It was a little sparse up here, with only a few servants walking around. They'd bow in his presence, then carry on with whatever work they had. This gave Xander the chance to just explore.

Astria did say he and his brother could enjoy the pleasantries of her estate, did she not? So... that's what he was going to do.

Xander walked around the estate, casually enjoy the sights afforded to him as he learned about it. He found its design and architecture to be odd, but in a beautiful and majestic manner. He thought it before, but he was thinking it again; the Alektrios estate was truly a divine place. With all its silvers, purples, blacks and golds, not to mention the various paintings on its walls, he felt at times as if he was walking through a museum or even a cathedral, not a person's home.

His travels led him to one of the many courtyards in the estate. This one was small however, being a tiny little garden in a square shape, with benches resting at its edge... and a katana resting in the center. It rested on a raised platform, and was sheathed in an opulent guard. Said sheathe was black, the guard of the blade was golden, and the handle was purple, with purple tassels hanging off it as well. Sitting there on its platform, this sword seemed to radiate an otherworldly power, even when sheathed.

Xander stood there, gazing at it in a curious manner as his head cocked from one side to the other, and back again. He took a step towards it like he was about to approach the sword, but--

“Ah...?"

He looked up. Standing on the opposing end of the courtyard was a young woman. But, no, this wasn't just any young woman; it was the same young woman from before. The same black hair, the same red and black robes, the same belittling face, and the same purple eyes. She stood there, glaring at Xander with a look that could kill. The young prince paled at the sight of her, wondering if he had done something wrong. If she really was one of Alektrios' princesses, why was she looking at him in such a way? And what was her name? Should he say something?

Well...

“H-hello...?" said Xander, causing the woman to straighten up.

Her glare did not fade. If anything, she wore a face that said 'You dare speak to me?' Again, Xander's expression blanked, fearing that he made a mistake. But he wouldn't let that deter him. He even stepped forward and reached out for this girl, but--

Sliiiiiideee!

“Hm? Prince Xander?"

“Ahh...?"

He turned, facing in the direction of the voice.

It was Astria.

The Empress of Alektrios walked towards Xander, wearing the same dress she had on before. Watching her approach, the young prince felt his breathing start to stiffen, and his body heat up. She stood tall above him, looming like some deity given life. Her every step sent this 'Click!' through the ground thanks to her heels, which further overwhelmed him. And, of course, her purple eyes; they looked down upon him in a manner not too dissimilar to that other girl he saw.

But unlike her, the empress suddenly smiled.

“You look nice in those robes, Prince Xander," said Astria as she rested her chin on her fingers, “How do they feel? Are they comfortable?"

“Huh? Oh! Y-yes, yes they are," Xander answered as he sheepishly looked away. Gazing into the direction where he saw that other girl, he noticed she was gone, “Thank you for them. They feel... hm... very nice. Apologies... I'm not used to wearing robes. But... they feel very nice."

“Hm... thank you, Prince Xander," the empress said as she dropped her hand and brought it closer, “If I may...?"

“If you... may? Huh? Oh... y-yes... go ahead..."

Astria smiled, then placed her hand on the seams of his robe. Gazing down, Xander watched as she began tugging on his robes in various areas, fastening them to his body. But her hands were so dangerously close to his chest. At times, he'd feel her fingers stroke his flesh directly, typically by accident. And yet those touches... haaaah... he could only pray she didn't feel how hot he was.

But it didn't just stop there. Astria's hand dropped down to the sash in the center of his robe, causing him to grit his teeth. Her purple eyes were hovering down near his waist and crotch, focused on his robes and making them fit better. But, again, her hand was so dangerously close to touching a certain other area of his body.

A certain area he feared would make itself known...

Tug!

“Hnnng!?"

“There... that's better..."

“Gah?"

Pulling her hand away, Astria's eyes swept up and along Xander's body. He exhaled, then brought his own eyes down, gazing at himself. His robes which were once loose and hanging in certain areas, was now fastened tightly to his body. The sleeves were no longer big, his chest was no longer gaping, and the slit at his legs was no longer visible! Whatever embarrassment the young prince was feeling, quickly turned into surprise as he looked up with his bespectacled eyes.

“Wow I... heh... th-thanks, Empress," said Xander, to which Astria gave him a soft yet warm smile.

“Ara... there's no need to thank me for this," she said whilst shaking her head, “I'm a mother of seven, remember? I've had to fasten plenty of robes in my day. My youngest daughters are both thirteen, yet I still have to help pull up their robes every now and then. Watching you walk around with your robes so loose? Kukuku... it reminds me of days gone. A mother's work is never done."

Xander smiled back at Astria, his being more sheepish and even timid. During the lead up to this trip, he pondered what kind of woman the Empress of Alektrios was. Most of his thoughts were not good. He knew well that she took control over her kingdom in a bloody conflict, and that thought warped his perception of her. Coupled with the fact that her people worship her as a deity, and that she keeps that storm swirling forever over her kingdom's head, he thought she'd be a callous and cruel leader... a despot.

But the woman before him now, the one who helped fasten his clothes and wore this warm smile, was no such thing. She was not a dictator who was revered as a goddess, but instead this mature, kind and warm mother... not to mention a beautiful one. The smile she had on her face right now could brighten up even horizon, regardless of the clouds overhead.

It caused Xander to look down, averting his eyes from Astria in an attempt to save face, while his hand scratched at the back of his head. This bashful blush appeared on his cheeks, one he wanted to hide in fear of giving off the wrong impression. He was not ignorant of his own emotions; the young prince was attracted to the empress! But he didn't want her to know that, for fear that it may come off as him being disrespectful in some way.

Not that it was easy, mind you. How could anyone not feel their chest tighten and their body heat up when Astria smiles in such a lovely manner?

“So... how are you enjoying my palace?" asked the empress, causing him to look back at her, “I hope everything is to your liking."

“Oh... right... your home is very beautiful, my Empress," said Xander as he continued to avert his eyes, “Your servants are very orderly and respectful, and your home is like... a work of art. In fact, there's so much art around! And... and..." he turned, facing the sword in the center of the nearby courtyard, “That blade right there...? What is it?"

“That blade...? Oh..."

Astria stepped past Xander, where she entered into the courtyard beside them. Walking up towards one of the benches, she sat down upon it before the sword, before patting the empty spot next to her. For a few moments, the young prince remained still, gazing at the empress' back, before realizing what she was telling him to do. Scurrying forward, he sat down on the bench next to her, and gazed at the raised katana.

“That blade has a name," said Astria, to which he cocked his head.

“What name?" asked Xander.

“Kukuku... Hirai-Ki."

“Hi.. rai... ki...?" he repeated, confused, “What's so special about it? Why is it here? W-wait..." he then closed his eyes as he took on a thoughtful pose, “Oh! I..." looking up and over, he gazed at Astria, who stared back with that warm smile on her lips, “That's your sword, isn't it? The one that... causes all of this?"

“Kukuku... you did your homework, my Prince," said Astria as she placed her fingers together, prodding them, “Indeed, this is my sword. From it, I can..."

GGRRRRRRRRRRGGGRRRRRRRR...!

The heavens rumbled. Miles away, a wicked bolt of lightning surged through the skies. Farmers towards the north of Alektrios would watch it flash above them, creating a dazzling light show that would no doubt beguile them for hours. The bright lights, the cackling, the way it writhed like a snake! And it would all be followed by the wicked howl of thunder!

But to Xander, all he heard was the distant boom... followed by the quaking of the earth. His heart quickened, his mouth gaped, and his eyes grew wide. He wasn't scared, just startled... shocked. That shock turned into amazement when he looked back at Astria, and saw the warm smile on her lips.

“Did you...?" he whispered.

“The people worship me as a goddess..." she answered, “They have very right to."

Xander looked down. If he was still unsure of Astria's divine status, then that little showing of her power was enough to prove it. He was so stunned, he didn't even know what to say! But when he looked back at her, that warm smile on her lips was enough to pacify him.

She then raised her hand, and--

“Ahh...?"

Touched him.

Astria's fingers gently stroked along Xander's chin, causing him to stiffen up. He looked into her purple eyes, gazed upon her thin lips as they were curled into this warm smile, and wondered what she was doing. But he didn't say anything; he just let her touch him for a few moments, before watching as she pulled her fingers away.

“M-my Empress...?" said Xander, his voice shuddering as he struggled to speak.

“Yes, my Prince?"

“I-I... I... I um... I..." his eyes then doubled in size, scrambling around in circles as if he was searching for something.

What was going on here? His body was so damn hot! Looking down, he could feel the quickening of his heart, and the fumbling of his stomach. Were those butterflies? His attraction to the empress was getting out of hand, and it was surging straight to his loins. That touch alone was enough to light this inferno within him, and he was struggling to get it under control! He needed something – anything! – to take his mind off of her, and his own body! And he found it when he looked up.

“Your daughter!" he suddenly shouted, before clinching his teeth in restraint, “I mean... one of your daughters. I-I think I ran into one of your daughters."

“Hm? You did?" Astria replied, “Which one?"

“Um... I... I'm not really sure," he answered, “We didn't talk to one another. She was..." he pointed beyond the raised katana, “She was standing over there. I had seen her when I first arrived to the palace, and I saw her again just a few moments ago. She... she had the same eyes as you, they were purple. And she has long black hair. But..." he shook his head, “Her face was sharp. She was looking down on me. Almost like she was annoyed. I... I hope I haven't done anything to displease her."

“Long black hair? Sharp face?" repeated Astria, “Oh... that was probably Satsui."

“Sat... sui?"

“Kukuku... Satsui. She's my second eldest daughter, right behind Minerva. In fact..." she smiled at him, her eyes closing shut, “You and Satsui are the same age! You're eighteen, and she's eighteen!"

“R-really?" he repeated, stunned by this information, “B-but she's so tall... I'm... heh... I'm a bit surprised..."

“Apologies if my daughter gave you the cold shoulder," said Astria, “Satsui can be a bit prickly around people she does not know. Give her some time though, I'm sure she'll come around to you."

“I... I hope so..."

It was his – and his brother's – duty to help create strong bonds with Astria, and Alektrios as a whole. Since it was her family that was printed on the coin of her kingdom, he figured that displeasing her daughter, could somehow negatively affect Pithon's standing with Alektrios. He hoped that wasn't the case, and seeing Astria's smile seemed to imply otherwise. Nevertheless, he was going to make it his mission to at least speak with Satsui specifically.

But before then...

“Ah... there you are," came a voice from behind.

Both Xander and Astria turned, their eyes falling on Kaito. The empress' personal butler walked forward, then gave the two a respectful bow before straightening back up.

“Dinner is ready, your highnesses."

“Oh? Is that so?" said Astria with a mirthful giggle, “Oh my, how time flies. Then... let us not dally any further."

Standing up from the bench, the empress patted down her dress, before shifting her gaze over towards Xander. Still smiling in this warm and motherly manner, she offered the young prince her hand. For a moment he hesitated... but then he reached back up, and grabbed her hand into his.

…

Who is Astria Alektrios?

Better question...

What is Astria Alektrios? An empress? A mother? A goddess? All three?

She endless blankets of Xander's borrowed bed, surrounded him like an ocean. Silver and purple, they surrounded the young prince, snuggling close to him with their remarkable softness and warmth. Beneath him, the mattress he laid within cradled his body less like it was a cloud. His own bed back in home did not compare.

Through his open windows, the cool night air of the Alektrios brushed along his body, causing the young prince to groan. He told himself earlier after dinner that he was going to relax. He and Vahn had spent hours in that carriage, and outside of lunch and the short time they had to unwind, he was still very pent up after their travel. A good night's rest would do wonders for him, his body, and his mind.

But it was his mind that was keeping him up. It was his mind that had him laying his bed, staring at the dark ceiling of his bedroom. It was his mind that could not separate his thoughts from Astria.

Their dinner was great, but Xander didn't get the chance to really enjoy it as much as he'd like. Why? Because of Vahn. His older brother spent a majority of their time attempting to flirt with the empress. And 'attempting' is certainly the correct word for it... because it was quite awful. Vahn's flamboyant and charming nature may work on the plethora of servants that work under them in their castle, but it clearly didn't work on her.

Not that his brother really cared. He could be an oddly relentless man in his own, ignorant way.

It was embarrassing watching his brother try – and fail – to woo the Empress of Alektrios. At the very least, Astria wasn't angered by his antics. At best, she appeared amused with his attempts to court her. At worse, she didn't seem to notice.

Closing his own eyes, Xander thought back to their dinner, where all his mind could remember was Astria herself. Specifically, he remembered the way she ate dinner. It was so very regal, so very elegant, so very mature. She was a woman – through and through – and she ate without flaw. It's weird; never before did the young prince think the mere act of eating could be beautiful... but Astria somehow pulled it off.

And that thought sent warm surges through his body. Whenever he was reminded off the empress' beauty, he felt his attraction to her start to grow out of hand. His body would grow hot, he'd clinch his teeth, tense up his face, and feel his manhood grow hard.

But this was disrespectful. He thought himself better than Vahn! To be getting so aroused by the empress of another land, had to be some shameful in some way, right? At least, that's what he kept telling himself! But the more he tried to deny these feelings, the stronger and stronger they became!

Xander was attracted to Astria, and his body was going to make sure he knew it. To hell with their political positions!

“Haaah..."

Opening his eyes, he sat up in his bed and raised his hand. It glistened with sweat in the low light of his bedroom, despite only laying there. Could he really not control himself?

As usual whenever he faced a problem he couldn't handle in a mature manner, Xander decided to switch the subject. Instead of thinking about Astria, he started thinking about her daughters, specifically Satsui. They didn't eat with them when they had dinner, much to his confusion. Was the empress purposefully keeping them distant from her daughters? Or was it something more mundane, like them sharing different schedules? He figured it was more the latter, since he ran into Satsui twice now.

Would he get the chance to meet her and the rest of her sisters? Better question: Would Vahn somehow find a way to embarrass him in front of her and the rest of her sisters? Yes, he was sure of it. He and his brother were to stay here for quite a few days with the empress, meaning he had plenty of time to let his horndog nature run rampant. Xander would restrain some of it... but not all.

What would he do if Vahn found a way to anger someone as beautiful and regal as Astria?

“Huh? Ah... no..."

That was stupid; his thoughts returned to the empress again! And once it did, he felt that heat travel through his body in an instant! How did that happen so fast? He's been attracted to others before (there was this one maid from his youth whom he still remembers fondly), but he's never felt this hot! Maybe he needed some air...

Getting up from his bed, Xander grabbed his glasses, and then walked over towards his balcony. When the doors slid open, the cool air of brushed all around him, drawing this pleasant sigh from his lips. Just beneath him was the estate's central courtyard; a massive garden filled with immaculately cut stone walkways, statues, wonderful flowers, and even a hedge maze! Perhaps he'd explore it tomorrow, but right now, he just needed some air.

Resting his hands on his balcony's guardrail, he gazed down to the garden below, where his eyes fell upon--

“Huh?"

Satsui...

The empress' daughter stood within the heart of the courtyard. She was still wearing her red and black robes, and had her back to him. Head cocked to one side, Xander gazed at Satsui, before reaching his hand out to her as if he could get her attention.

And he did.

Satsui turned, her purple eyes cutting through the air to meet his blue ones. Locking up in place, the bespectacled prince and purple-eyed princess looked at one another. Even from this distance, he could see the belittling expression she wore. He wanted to say something, but restrained himself from doing so. Instead, Satsui turned, and then began walking off.

“Satsui...?" Xander whispered beneath his breath.

Biting into his bottom lip, the young prince turned around. On a chair nearby was one of his robes, which he quickly swiped up. Putting it on, he fastened them around his body, and then exited the bedroom. Honestly, he didn't know what he was doing. He just knew he wanted to talk with Satsui; to hopefully come to some understanding with her.

But it was late. At this time of night, a few candles were lit, but the halls remained dim, nearly dark. No servants roamed the halls at this time, leaving the prince to stumble through the palace alone. But he didn't let that deter him. He was going to find a way to the courtyard, unless something... hindered him. And that 'something', came in the form of...

“S-steam...?"

Xander skidded to a halt. The hall he was in currently was thick and opaque with steam. Like a hot, white fog, the young prince could barely see more than a few feet in front of him. What was going on? Where was he? And...

“Hmmm hmmm hmmm~"

Was that... humming?

Bringing his gaze forward, Xander could see a light pierce through the fog. It guided him forward, leading him around a corner where he entered into--

“Huh?"

Bedroom.

It was grand and opulent; a bedroom larger than the one's given to him and Vahn. But that's all he could really see thanks to the reduced visibility of all this fog. He wasn't sure how large this bedroom was, he just knew it was a bedroom. He couldn't even tell who this bedroom belonged to. It was just...

Big...

“Hmm~ hmm~ hmmmm~"

That humming continued on, causing his head to turn. Again attracted to the light that permeated the fog, Xander allowed his feet to guide him forward. He was like a fish attracted to a hook; following along with this mystical bait, and not even sure of who – or what – was casting it. It brought him to another entryway into this bedroom where he entered into a bathroom.

A grand, opulent, majestic, bathroom.

Again, the fog made it difficult to see. He could see massive silver pillars however, and everything had a sleek and stone-like design. If the rest of the estate was this cross between Mannerism and Eastern architecture, this bathroom was olympic in nature, like it came from the mountain country of Krone. Having only seen such architecture within the pages of a book, Xander was amazed by what he saw.

It was only then that the young prince realized that, maaaayyybeeee he shouldn't be where he was. So focused was he on moving forward, that he never stopped to think about where he was, and where he was going. Having entered into a bedroom, he was standing at the entryway of a bathroom, one that was thick with steam. Even if Xander wasn't smart, he'd have to be downright stupid to not realize what that meant.

Someone was in here... and that someone...

“Hmm~ hmm~ hmmmm~"

Was right in front of him.

Through the fog of the bathroom, he watched a figure appear... a woman's figure. Her body was covered in the steam filling the air, but not enough to obscure the fact that she was naked. The voluptuous curves of her body, the width of her hips, the roundness of her shoulders, and her flawless flesh, was all free to be gazed upon without issue.

And then she raised her hands to her head. Around her, the fog began disappointing more, revealing the fact that--

Fwump!

She had silver hair.

It was Astria! This was Astria's bathroom!

Completely unaware of the prince standing at the doorway, the Empress of Alektrios walked over to a nearby bench in her bathroom. Resting on it was a neatly folded robe, one she slowly picked up. Slowly she unfolded it, while her back remained pointed to Xander. All the while, the steam within her bedroom continued fading, revealing more and more of her pristine, naked form.

Eyes wide and mouth agape, the young prince of Pithon stood there, frozen solid as he drank in the illustrious figure of the nude empress. Age and motherhood had only enriched her body, blessing her with erotic curves that could only come from time. Xander found his eyes attracted to Astria's butt specifically, as her hips were so wide, and her posterior was so damn shapely. From the curvature at her sides, the crevice of her cheeks, her butt was like a peach.

A perfect... plump... provocative peach.

Her robes in her hand, Astria slowly began putting it on her body, covering herself. Inch by inch, Xander watched them crawl up her skin, marveling at her body still. He was almost desperate to pull those robes off of her; he wanted to see her nude body still!

And then...

“Wh-what...?"

He realized where he was, what he was doing, and who he was doing it to.

“Hm...? Is someone there...?" said Astria as she turned.

Her purple eyes fell on the entrance to her bathroom. No one was there.

…

What was wrong with him? No, seriously, what was wrong with him!? It's one thing to be a dirty pervert, but it's something else entirely when one's perversions is directed towards an empress! And not just any empress, but the empress he was tasked with befriending for the good of their nations!

What would he have done if she caught him? Seriously, what then? Would he have begged for his life? Better question; what would she have done if she caught him!? The dissolution of their union would be the least of their problems. With Astria's mastery over weather itself, only the gods up above know what she would have done.

And yet, despite the shame he felt of his accidental voyeurism, he could not free himself from the images of the empress' nude body. All throughout the night, he was assaulted by images of her body. The sight of her in that steam, covering her like some sinful veil, would never leave his mind. He could still see her curves, her figure, her nude flesh, as if she was still in front of him.

But that's not who was in front of him. Who was in front of him was--

“Beautiful, isn't it? The longer I spend in Alektrios, the more wonderful it becomes."

“Haaah... even with the storm, brother?"

“Ufufufufu! Oh Xander! Do you already long for the warmth of Pithon?"

Xander leered at his brother, a bit annoyed by how cheery he was. Mentally, the young prince was berating himself for his lustful thoughts towards Astria. Vahn meanwhile, was wearing a smile as bright as the sun! Ironic, considering the land they were in.

They were in one of the many halls of Alektrios Estate, walking through them towards a certain destination. Breakfast had been earlier following their morning baths, of which Vahn did nothing but talk and talk and talk. He talked so much, he didn't give Xander a chance to say anything... which was typical, in all honesty. Besides, the young prince was still – still! – trying to come to grasp with what he did last night,

“You should try to cheer up a bit more, Xander," said Vahn as he playfully elbowed his younger brother, “We're here together as a mission from our father, but that doesn't mean we have to be serious and professional through it all! We can..." his eyes began to wonder as they passed a young maid cleaning a window, “Enjoy ourselves during our stay... ufufufu..."

“Please do not try and pursue the servants," Xander groaned whilst pushing up his glasses, “Like you said, we are here on a mission from our father. While we may not need to be serious all the time, we should still have some modicum of professionalism! Besides... I highly down the empress would take too kindly to you flirting with her maids."

“Ufufufufu! Oh... perhaps you're right," Vahn replied whilst pushing back his hair, “Besides... why focus on mere maids when there are seven bachelorettes who may be looking forward to strengthening kingdom bonds in their future as well."

“Gaaah... please don't..."

“Hah hah ha!"

Xander couldn't tell if Vahn was merely joking with his flirtatious remarks towards Astria's daughters, or being serious. Then he had to remember that, duh, this was Vahn; of course he was being completely serious! Let it be known that his older brother is a smart man... he just let's his fancies control him more often than he should!

“Now then, brother," said Vahn as his laughter came to an end, “I am afraid this is where we must part ways. I am to meet with Princess Minerva to talk. We will be doing so alone."

Xander leered at his brother, more than a little bit peeved at how he emphasized his words. While he did not doubt that Vahn had already planned to meet with Minerva, he couldn't help but to feel as if his brother wanted to be alone with her. Wheresoever could he have gotten that idea from?

But even if Xander feared his brother's horndog nature would arise, there was little he could do about it. He just had to trust that he'd keep Pithon's best interests at heart, and his flirtatious mannerisms to a minimum.

“Prince Vahn?" came a familiar voice, making the two turn.

“Ah! Kaito! You've arrived," said the crown prince as the butler approached him, “I am ready to meet with Princess Minerva."

“Good. Follow me. The princess is waiting for you in the palace's library. Right this way."

Vahn nodded, then began following Kaito as the butler led him away. That left Xander alone, his face twitching into a long frown. He even thought about following his brother to make sure things went well. But, no, he needed to trust that his brother was not so randy that he'd let his lusts dictate his actions. At least this time!

Oh well... now what? Xander was alone, free with his thoughts while his brother had political talks with the empress' oldest daughter. And being free with his thoughts meant...

Nudity...

Beauty...

Astria...

“Nnghh...! Again...?"

The red blush of embarrassment appeared on Xander's face as he was again assaulted with the memories of last night. Walking down the hall in front of him, he let his feet decide his destination as he just... moved forward. He wanted to escape the thoughts that plagued him, but that was impossible. They just kept coming and coming and coming!

He needed something to take his mind off of it.

Eeeeaaaaarrrrk!

Ah... this would work.

Xander stepped through big open doors, entering into the central courtyard of the Alektrios Estate. The cool air of the kingdom brushed along his body, and he turned to face the gray skies overhead. Letting out a deep breath, he could feel himself relax as – for a brief moment – his thoughts of Astria faded away.

But then he dropped his head and looked forward... and saw her staring back at him.

It was Satsui.

The second princess of Alektrios stared at Xander, causing him to lock up. She was standing only a few yards away, next to a hedge in fact. Since it was early in the day, Satsui was wearing sporty clothes, as oppose to the robes he saw her wearing all day yesterday. Pants that hugged close, a top that did like, and all with this red, regal design as befitting a princess. Even her hair – which was once long and free – was now tamed into an up-knot, as if she was about to go out for a run.

But instead of running, the princess was just standing there... looking at him.

Xander flinched... but he didn't wilt away. While he was surprised by Satsui's appearance, and even confused by it, he wasn't going to back away. No, he walked towards her, causing the princess to cock her head. She didn't move though; she remained still as he came closer.

Step... by step... by step...

“Princess... Satsui...?" said Xander, drawing a scoff from her lips.

“Oh... you know my name..."

Danger. Satsui's voice and tone screamed danger. Xander's eyes grew wide momentarily, and he felt his blood turn cold. Nevertheless, he relaxed himself, and continued standing his ground.

“Your... mother told me," Xander explained, making her nod.

“Oh... I'm not surprised," said Satsui as she rested her cheek along her finger and looked down upon him with her sharp, purple eyes, “I've noticed that you and my mother have shared some... private time with one another."

“R-really...?" said the prince, before looking away, “I... I don't think we've been spending too much time with one another. Uh..." he shook his head, then returned his gaze to the princess, “Um... I've noticed you here and there around the palace. You're always glaring at me. If I may ask... have I done something to offend?"

“Tch... to offend...?" replied Satsui as she shook her head, “No. Of course not. You've just arrived here. How could you have done anything to offend?"

“I...?"

Why was her tone so venomous? There was something scathing and powerful about Satsui's tone; like her words were filled with bile for him. He didn't understand why. She said he had done nothing to offend, but he couldn't really believe her when she was so blatantly antagonistic.

“For the sake of our kingdoms," said Satsui as she crossed her arms beneath her... rather presumptuous bosom, “I hope our political conversations go well. All my life, I have known little outside the walls of Alektrios."

“I... understand how you feel," Xander said.

“Do you...?" asked Satsui, her tone incredulous as she walked close to him, “Then listen here, Prince Xander. You seem smarter than your brother, so I know you'll understand exactly what I have to say," leaning over, her lips hovered next to his ear, “Stay away from my mother."

“Wh... what...?"

Xander looked up and over. Satsui was looking at him, this sadistic smile resting on her lips. It sent a cold shiver down his spine, and sweat even dripped from his brow. The second princess seemed to enjoy the confusion she planted within him, as he could hear a slight giggle from within.

But she didn't elaborate any further.

Leaving Xander confused and bewildered, Satsui began walking off, heading into the direction of the doors behind him. When she entered back into the palace, she left the young prince alone to think about her words... her warning.

“I don't... what...?" muttered Xander as he continued gazing at the doors behind him.

Why would she tell him that? What did she gain for doing that? Did she not want their kingdoms to be strong allies? She said she did, but she also warned him to stay away from her mother? Again... why? Was she being protective of her mother or something like that? And more importantly, was he and Satsui really the same age!? Not only was she taller than him, but her personality was so cold!

Maybe it's an Alektrios thing...

Confused, Xander could only ponder what Satsui's motives were. Maybe... oh no! Maybe she saw him leave her mother's bedroom the previous night, and thought he was sneaking around! That wouldn't be good! Oh no, if that's the case, then what does he do!? How does he convey to her that's not what happened!?

Even though that's totally what happened, regardless of how he tried to explain it away. For a few moments, he gazed upon Astria's naked body like some lecherous pervert. No matter how much time passed between now and then, he doubted his shame would ever diminish.

Maybe what he needed was a drink. If he fetched a servant, one would bring him some coffee... perhaps he'd even need a cup of wine.

“Haaah... oh Xander... what are you going to do...?" he whispered to himself.

“Prince... Xander...?" a voice answered.

His eyes grew wide, quivering when he heard her voice. This was not the venomous voice of the second princess, this was the divine voice of her mother. This was--

“Empress Astria...?"

Xander turned around. Behind him, walking forward with an opulent purple and gold umbrella in hand, was the Empress of Alektrios. Like yesterday, she was wearing a beautiful dress, one that was sleek and elegant. Silver and purple in color, it clung close to her body, with a split down the side that showed one of her legs. Sashes were tied tight around her midsection, flaunting her trim waist... whilst also pushing up on her bust from the bottom. Oh yeah, not to mention the fact that the bodice of her dress flaunted the cleavage of her breasts.

Before Xander's eyes was Astria's perfect chest. Curvaceous, shapely, plump and busty, the top of her bountiful bosom was laid bare before his eyes in the elegant dress she wore. They even seemed to shine in the pale light around them, further attracting his eyes. It took everything in the young prince's power to look away, and even when he did, his cheeks were as red as a tomato.

“E-Empress Astria!" he said as he pushed up his glasses, “Ah... g-good afternoon! I... hm...! I uh... wh-what..." he shook his head, “What are you doing here?"

“Hm...?" Astria looked up as she tipped her umbrella down, “I... was just enjoying my afternoon. Kukuku... I'm often very busy at this time, so it feels nice to just walk around my courtyard and relax," looking back down at him, a warm smile spread out on her lips, “Would you care to join me?"

Xander's eyes swelled upon hearing Astria's request. Just him and her? Alone with one another? Sure, they shared a conversation alone in front of her blade, but that was, ya'know, before he accidentally spied on her in her bathroom! Following that event, all Xander could do now was imagine her nude body being covered only by the steam of her bath. It even showed on his face, as shock was quickly replaced with blushing embarrassment.

And yet...

“I'd love to," he said.

“Kukuku! Lovely," said Astria as she clapped her hands together, “Then... come and follow me. Kuku..." leaning over, she winked at him in a sly manner, “I can show you my favorite hidden spot within the hedge maze."

Her wink was one thing, the promise of her favorite hidden spot was another... but Xander's gaze was focused squarely on Astria's chest. He tried. Ooooooooh, he tried! He really screamed at himself mentally to gaze anywhere but her chest! But he was stuck between the beauty of the empress' face, and her lofty bosom!

Why was it so perfect? Why did the mere act of breathing flaunt their size and voluptuousness? Xander could feel his body tense up as rigid as a statue, before he exhaled deeply.

“S-sure," he said, putting on this hapless smile as he brought his gaze away from Astria's cleavage to look her in her eyes, “Where is it?"

“Kukuku...! Follow me."

Looking over towards the entrance of her hedge maze, Astria walked towards it with Xander following behind. His gaze was down, focused on the ground beneath him as he mentally shamed himself for what he did last night. Perhaps spending time alone with the empress was a bad idea, especially when he couldn't pull his mind away from her naked body.

“You're a very polite young man, Prince Xander," Astria suddenly said as they entered into her hedge maze, snapping him from his thoughts and bringing his gaze up.

For a few moments, Xander remained quiet... but only because of the sight before him. The Empress was clutching close her umbrella, leaning it over her shoulder, but that did little to obscure her body. Left, right, left, right; her hips swayed like some erotic pendulum, flaunting their width and shape. The fact that her dress clung so close to her body didn't hurt things either.

He saw it all before last night, didn't he? And yet, her clothing only enhanced her already divine figure. But, w-wait... she spoke to him, didn't she? Ah! He needed to say something back!

“C-come again?" asked Xander.

Astria looked over her shoulder towards him, smiling warmly as she gave him another wink.

“I said you are a very polite young man, my prince," she repeated, “I've met other princes in my time, but none were as refined and respectful as you."

Xander cocked his head. Was that a slight against Vahn? He couldn't help but to think it was. Had his brother already done something to offend? Yes, he probably did.

Still, the praise he got from Astria was enough to imbue him with warmth. Xander even straightened up before picking up the speed so that he could walk side by side with the empress, as oppose to following from behind.

“You're a very lovely woman too, my empress," he said, drawing soft, womanly giggles from her lips.

“Ah... you say that of me?" she asked, “Kukuku! To hear such praise come from a man as young as you... it makes my heart flutter. I truly hope you're not just saying that because of our respective positions!"

“What? N-no... never..." Xander shook his head, “You truly are a lovely woman, Empress Astria, regardless of our positions and age. I... hm..." he looked away, this sheepish blush forming on his cheeks, “I think you have a lovely voice, my empress. It's so regal and strong. And your smile... haah... even though you keep this storm swirling endlessly overhead, I truly feel as if your smile is as glorious as the sun. And your beauty... it's... it's..."

“It is... what?"

“It's... uh... it's..."

Xander's face grew blank. Why was he saying this? For a few moments there, he just let his voice... flow. The prince was no poet, but it seemed as if he had a hidden skin in flowery praise. Everything he said may not have been fully thought through, but that didn't make them any less true. He did think Astria had a lovely voice, and he did think her smile was brighter than the sun. And he did think her beauty was... was...

Again, Xander's eyes swelled. He then looked over, slowly bringing his gaze upon Astria's eyes. And what did he see? She was looking at him, smiling in a manner that was different from before. Her smile now was almost... knowing, as if she had access to information he was unaware of. Such a devilish smile; it made the young prince's heart quicken in his chest.

“My empress...?" he whispered, to which she shook her head.

“Kukuku... we can stop now. We've arrived," she replied.

Xander gazed forward. During their brief conversation, they arrived in this small, circular area within the hedge maze. There was a small gazebo within it, one that contained a bench for them to sit upon, while running around it was a tiny moat. Remaining still, the prince watched as Astria walked into the gazebo and sat down on the bench, before she patted down the empty spot next to her. He hesitated for a moment, but that's all it was; a moment.

Xander joined Astria at her side and sat on the bench. Looking up and over, he watched as the empress closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, her causing her chest to expand and even wobble. Cheeks turning red, the prince heated up at the sight of her body, before looking aside when she exhaled and began to relax.

“Aaaaah... kuku... moments like these are lovely," she whispered, “When ruling a kingdom, you realize how little time you have for pleasantries like this. You're lucky, Prince Xander. You are a prince, but you won't be king of Pithon. You'll have more moments like this."

“I wouldn't say so," he said as he shook his head, “I may not be crowned prince, but I will not rest on my laurels. I will do everything in my power to aid my brother, and my kingdom, no matter what that may be."

“Whatever that may be?" asked Astria as she leaned over, her shoulder resting against his.

“Uh... y-yes...?"

Again he blushed as his eyes fell upon the empress' bust. Damn that cleavage; why did it tease him so much!? And this wasn't made any better when he looked up at Astria's face. The smile she wore was this thrilling mix between mischief and radiance. And the way her purple eyes slid inward as she came closer and closer, all made his heart race.

“E-Empress...?"

“If I may be so bold," she said whilst raising her hand, “Can we... hold hands?"

“I...!?"

Xander flinched, but Astria remained so coy. Locking his eyes on her extended hand, he could feel his cheeks turn red. He didn't even bother attempting to hide his blush, and instead raised his hand slowly. The empress didn't move, didn't budge, didn't say a word. She just watched him as he placed his hand into hers.

Her touch... so soft... so tender. And yet, it was also... so firm... so strong. Feeling her hand wrap around his, was like feeling the raw fury of a thunderstorm. And then her fingers grooved through his, locking their hands together like some unbreakable chain. Clinching in, Astria gripped his hand in a steadfast manner, causing him to hesitate... and then do the same.

They were doing nothing aside from holding each other's hands and sitting here, and yet that was enough to send this heat through Xander's body. Mouth opening, he started panting slightly, and his heart even began racing. But Astria remained calm and collected, even humming softly.

“Hmm~ hmm~ hmmmm~"

It was the same tune she hummed last night.

“A-Astria...?"

“Did you think I didn't notice?" she whispered.

Xander's eyes grew wide. She knew? How did she know!? Had she saw him through the steam when he made his escape? Oh no, that's not good! He needed to say something, anything to explain to her what happened! How it all was an accident! But when his mouth moved, all that came out was a curt--

“I...!?"

He looked over. Astria's face had changed. The smile she wore which once beamed with the shine of the sun, had again shifted into something more devilish. Her purple eyes too had this subtle glow within them, one which cackled with the soft fury of electricity.

“Some naughty pervert sneaks into my bedroom, into my bathroom, and thinks I – the Thunder Goddess – wouldn't notice?" Astria whispered.

The air of her voice tickled his ear, sending heat rushing through his body. Try, try with all his might, Xander could not stop an involuntary groan from leaving his lips. Shame was quick to wash over him, causing his body to quiver in place as he gritted his teeth.

“A-A-Astria, I-I swear, I-I didn't know w-wh-who's room it w-was! I-I-I didn't m-m-mean to...!" he stuttered, to which Astria giggled.

“Kukuku... ignorance is not an excuse, my prince," she whispered, “Sneaking into anyone's room is cause for punishment... but the room of the empress? Kukukuku... what will you do to make up for this?"

“I...!? I!? I I I!!!" Pat! “Aah!?"

Xander's eyes doubled in size... and then looked down. On his pelvis, cupping his crotch through his slacks, was Astria's other hand. It stroked up and down, firm enough so that he could feel her touch, yet gentle enough to not cause any pain or discomfort. The prince didn't know what was more shocking; the fact that she was touching him there, or the fact that his manhood had gotten so hard!

Again and again, the empress' illustrious fingers stroked along the rigid tent he had between his legs. They ran along his shaft, even poked at the tip, taunting him with what he could feel if his stupid pants weren't in the way. Arching his back and pushing out his chest, Xander continued panting, while clinching tight upon the hand he held with Astria, who held back.

“I-I'm really s-sorry, m-m-my empressss," he groaned whilst looking at her in a demure manner.

“Kukukuku~ I am sure you are," Astria replied in a teasing manner, “But apologizing will get you nowhere. I need proof of your regret."

“H-how...?"

“Tip your head up."

Obeying Astria's command, Xander tipped his head up towards her. His eyes quivered, unsure of what she was going to do as he read the devilish smirk she wore on her lips. All the while, her hand continued stroking along his cock through his pants, fanning the flames of arousal that burned within him. All the while, her face came closer... and closer... and closer... and closer... until...

“Chu..."

“Nmmm!?!?!?"

Astria was kissing him! He was kissing Astria! And it was glorious!

Astria's elegant, thin, perfect lips pressed against his own, taking Xander into a passionate kiss. His first kiss, nonetheless. At first it was chaste; her lips merely pressed to his, and nothing more. But the seconds ticked on, and the empress grew emboldened. Pushing in closer, she deepened the kiss, maneuvering open the young prince's mouth so that her tongue could push inside.

“Haahhahaaa...!"

Xander shuddered as Astria's nimble and skillful tongue delved into his maw. First it brushed along his teeth and gums, and then it pushed along his own tongue. The taste he got from their melding lips and dancing tongues, was spicy and hot... and seem to ruminate. It was less like he was kissing flesh, and more like he was kissing lightning.

It stimulated him. It empowered him. It caused the young prince to push back against Astria. His tongue may have fumbled about with a lack of practice and skill, but damn was he enthusiastic. And the sounds they made from their kissing...

“Mmmph... slrrp... mmph... slk... mmmph..."

“Nmmm~ slrrk...! Nmmmph... Thllp! Nmmmph~"

Echoed throughout the hedge maze around them.

But Astria was not please with merely kissing the prince. As their dancing lips and tongues grew more and more frenetic, her hand started sliding away from his crotch. Coming up to his waist, she unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and then slipped her hand beneath his trousers to touch upon his--

“Hnnngghh~~!?"

Cock.

With a lewd and loud 'Pop!', Astria broke their liplock. Xander remained still, gazing into the empress' regal purple eyes as they radiated with her power. Her lips glistened with spit, and then twisted into this vivacious grin. Looking down, she guided him to do likewise, causing the young prince to gaze between his open legs. He could see Astria's hand as it fished about within his pants, where her slender fingers wrapped around his member... and then began pulling it out.

“Aahh...!?"

“Oh my~"

Standing tall before them in the middle of this gazebo, hidden from the prying eyes of others, was Xander's cock. The young prince's eyes grew wide, stunned by the appearance of his own manhood, and just how big it was. He's been aroused before, and he wasn't too shy of, ahem, exploring himself at night. But never – not even in his most lewd of fantasies – has his penis been this damn hard!

It jumped about within Astria's hand, moving with these throbbing, randy movements! So long, so thick too, it was less like holding a penis, and more like holding a hot, fleshy rod! Veins were strewn along its side, the head of it was fleshy and red, and from its tip oozed this glistening pearl of precum.

Astria's fingers wrapped perfectly around his member, squeezing it tight and tipping it upwards, as if presenting it before an invisible audience. Xander gritted his teeth, feeling embarrassment, but doing nothing to actually stop her. The empress' touch was too good; it felt amazing against his hard, throbbing cock.

“Fuuuuuuu~"

“Aaahh~! A-Astriiaaaa...!"

Pursing her lips, the Empress of Alektrios blew cool air into his ear, teasing him. His body ruminated from his head to his toes and his mouth split open, gasping with desire. All the while, Astria continued stroking his cock and blowing into his ears. He was melting beneath her body and superior skill, his eyes watching his cock throb, while his other hand continued squeezing upon Astria's.

“Kukuku... I apologize. Truly, I do," she whispered into his ear, “I steal your first kiss, and now I do this to you? Kukuku... I am such a cruel empress. Nmmmph~ Chu... nmmph~ Sllik!"

“Aah~! Haaah~!"

Astria began kissing his ear, licking it, and nibbling upon it too. Clinching his teeth, the pleasure he felt caused Xander to thrust upwards with his hips, pushing his cock through her fingers. A lewd 'Pat!' echoed out, splattering precum all over her fingers, and drawing a gasp from her lips.

“My oh my~" she whispered as she pulled her lips from his ear, “Look at how hard your cock is. Kukukuku~ it's throbbing so much. Let me..." she looked him in his face, watching it quiver, “Stand still, and keep your voice down. I'll prove your earnestness."

“A-A-Astrriaaaaaaa...!" Clinch! “Aahh~?"

Astria squeezed Xander's hand, while her other hand pulled back. Brushing some hair from her face, the Thunder Goddess closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and then began moving dooowwwwn. The young prince, freezing in place, gazed down upon her, watching as her white-hot breath showered his cock, teasing him with her gaping maw. The spit, the breathing, her parted lips; no, he couldn't believe it. Was she really about to--

“Nmmmph..."

“OH!?"

Yes, yes she was.

Astria's mouth... the mouth of the Empress of Alektrios... the mouth of the Thunder Goddess... wrapped around around his throbbing, randy cock. On all sides, he was surrounded by spit and heat, which oozed around his member. His toes curled and hand gripped hers tight. He was as rigid as a statue, gasping with shock while she sucked his cock. And the Thunder Goddess?

“Mmmph~ Slrrp! Mmm~ Slllp! Nmmm~ Slluk! Mmmph~ Slurp! Nmm..."

She was so casual. He was squeezing her hand in a vice-like grip, while she softly clutched upon his. All the while, her head pulled up and down, bobbing on his throbbing member as sweat and precum was drawn into her awaiting lips. The sound of her erotic fellatio danced in his ears, following the shear pleasure of having his member being sucked.

This was what oral sex felt like? It was incredible! The way her head moved up and down, how her tongue licked and lapped at his sides, her teeth which plucked at his sides, the spit which tangled around him, the heat which trapped him, and the sucking! He could feel her draw on his cock like she was sucking on the end of a tobacco pipe, pulling on him; deeper... deeper... deeeepeeerrrrrr!

“Gaaah~!?"

“So, Princess Minerva... what do you do around here for fun?"

“Kukuku! Fun, Prince Vahn? Are we not having enough fun exploring the hedge maze together?"

“Glglk!?"

What was that!? What was he hearing!? One voice was Vahn's, but the other voice was someone else's! Oh no, don't tell him...

Gazing toward the shrubbery in front of him, Xander grew as rigid as a statue while his eyes wide and teeth clinched. A few feet away – just beyond the wall of this hedge maze in fact – was his brother Vahn, and one of the princess' of Alektrios. They were having a conversation while being completely unaware of the lewd actions happening just beyond this wall. Not that Astria seemed to mind...

The empress' tongue began swirling around the head of his penis, grinding against his glands with expert precision. Her tongue then pushed down, where the tip of it sinfully traced along his bulging veins which stood proudly at his sides. How could she be so casual, so skilled, while her daughter was just a few feet away.

Xander grunted, then used his free hand to cover his mouth. The last thing he wanted to do was let the others know what was happening! Though from the sounds of it...

“Hm? Did you hear something?" said who he assumed was Princess Minerva.

“Aside from the voice of the beautiful angel in front of me, I'm afraid I did not hear a thing!" replied Vahn.

“Oh you! Kukukuku!"

Xander wasn't sure what was worse; that Astria was sucking his cock, or that he had to overhear Vahn's terrible flirting while she did so! And, seriously, his brother was attempting to flirt with one of the princesses of Alektrios when he was supposed to be talking politics!

Though, it's not like he was in a much better position. Mere flirting is far more tame than full on oral sex!

Xander brought his head down, watching as the silver hair of Astria's head continued bobbing up and down. It was getting faster and faster, moving with this fluid speed that caused her hair to bounce up and down. Harder and harder he squeezed her hand, feeling his loins tighten and his balls grow tight. Feeling this, the empress started squeezing his hand even harder, holding him in place as she continued her oral assault.

“Slrrp! Slsrrp! Sllk! Slrrp! Thllp! Slrrrp!"

“Mmmph~! Nmmmf! Mmm~! Nnmmph! Nnmmmph~!"

Closing his eyes, Xander moaned against his palm, desperately trying to keep his voice in while his pleasures built more and more and more! Couldn't she slow down? At least let him breathe?

No...

Glnk!

“GAAH~!?"

Xander's cock pushed into Astria's throat, which clinched and squeezed around him. The warmth, the tightness, the fleshy ridges; it all swallowed his cock with ease. If her sucking before was powerful, then this was downright intoxicating! The empress constantly swallowed the sweat and pre-cum off of his cock, while her lips were pushed down to his pubic hair.

Astria was giving him no quarter; the Empress of Alektrios would not finish until he finally had that orgasmic explosion! And that explosion came in the form of--

“Hmmmmmmmmmm!?!?!?"

SPLURRRRT! SPURRRT! SPLLRRRRRTTT!!!

“Nmnmmmhhh~~~"

Cum. White-hot cum. It rushed, no, it flooded from Xander's cock, erupting like a volcano right into Astria's illustrious mouth and throat. Her teeth, her tongue, her gums; it was all coated with spunk! His spunk wasn't just potent, it was voluminous as well. Whenever he thought he was finished firing off seed, more would roar from his length, further coating her mouth and throat. All the while, tears of pleasure streamed from his eyes as he faced the sky overhead.

The rush of a powerful orgasm steadily began tapering off, leaving the young prince of Pithon shuddering in place. Hand dropping down to the side, he panted for breath lowly, while Empress Astria slowly began rising up. Her hand were up to her lips, keeping his spunk contained within her mouth as her face became relaxed and calm. Humming with her mouthful of sperm, the Thunder Goddess swathed his cum around with her tongue, savoring its taste, before...

“Gllp! Gulp! Glup!"

Xander's mind was awash, floating in a sea of pleasure as his brain struggled to reboot itself. Did that just happen? Did Empress Astria of Alektrios really just fellate his penis? He let out a deep breath then looked up and over, watching as this beaming expression of pure elation sat on the empress' face.

She was smiling as she indulged in the taste of his spunk. This beautiful, powerful, goddess of an empress, took this sordid, whorish delight in the taste of his cum. Xander couldn't believe it; his own mind was still struggling to think. And when he did, all that came out was--

“I'm sor--"

“My apologies," said Astria, cutting him off.

The prince jolted in place. Astria, dropping her hands, looked over at him with this warm, beaming smile on her lips as she straightened up at his side. Leaning over, her shoulder rested on his shoulder, while he cocked his head in confusion.

“Your... apologies...?" he muttered.

“Kukuku... I overwhelmed you," explained the Empress as her hold on his hand grew tender, “Just... watching you tremble there... kukuku... you were so cute and so young... it made my heart flutter. To be longed by such a young man... kukukuku! When you spied on me last night, I thought I'd tease you a little bit. But then I ended up doing this."

“Astria..."

“Did you like it?"

“Hm?"

She cocked her head, her smile growing more devilish as her eyes slid in.

“Did you like it?"

What kind of question was that? What did she expect his answer to be? How could he even answer it?

Xander's chest raised up and down while he squeezed her hand tighter. Astria, meanwhile, continued holding his hand gently, while her face drifted in closer. Her nose pressed to his, and her purple eyes overwhelmed his vision. He could feel her hot breath tickle him, while the warmth of her body embraced his. She was so approachable, so soft... he never wanted to be free of this feeling.

Never.

“It was amazing," Xander answered, to which Astria giggled.

“Kukuku... I'm glad to hear it," she answered, “So... would you care to experience more of it?"

“M-more...?"

“Tonight, Xander..." reaching down, the empress stuffed his cock back into his pants, where she buttoned it back up, and buckled his belt, “Come to my bedroom."

“But how will I find it...?" he whispered back, “All that fog... I can't remember..."

“Kukuku~ do not worry. When the time comes... you'll remember. Mmmfff..."

“Nmnmm~"

Their lips met in a kiss.

…

“Haaaa... haaaa... haaa... haaaah... hoooooh... haaaah..."

Never before had his breathing been so loud.

In his bed Xander laid, his blue eyes wide as he gazed up at the dark ceiling overhead. The rest of the day following his interaction with Astria was much of a blur for him. He was nothing more than an automaton, one who performed his duties as expected. He followed behind Vahn, shadowing him during his conversations, and went to lunch and dinner. The fact that he didn't speak at all wasn't much of an issue either; his brother spoke more than three Xanders combined.

Good thing too; Xander was sure if he tried to speak, nothing would come out of his lips outside of a jumbled mess.

He still couldn't believe what he and Astria did, nor could he forget the feelings he experienced. His body remembered the touch of her hand against him, how she kissed him, how she stroked his cock, and how she sucked it. Even now as he rested in his mattress, his body grew tense and his toes curled as phantom pleasure coursed through him.

But nothing was as powerful as the promise of more.

Tonight, Xander... Come to my bedroom. Kukuku~ do not worry. When the time comes... you'll remember.

Her bedroom... Astria had invited him to her bedroom. With what they did in the hedge maze, was he hasty in allowing his mind to drift towards the lewd? She already performed oral sex on him; what would she do next? Was full on sexual intercourse a given? And... ah... by the gods... would he be allowed to explore her back? He found her divine figure to be irresistible. Even if he was only allowed to touch her, he'd gleefully indulge in such a thing!

Never in Xander's life had he felt so anxious! The wait was nagging at him, making it impossible for his eyes to stay close for longer than a second! And this anxiety only made it more difficult for him to even think.

Such as... when was the appropriate time to go looking for Astria's bedroom? She only gave him a vague 'tonight', which could mean any thing when the sun went down! Should he have gone after dinner? No, that was too soon. Should he have gone immediately when he went to bed? No, that was also too soon. He figured he should wait until he was sure Vahn was asleep, but that still didn't narrow down an exact time!

He was probably thinking too hard about it, and even Xander was aware of it! But that didn't make it any less difficult to decide when he should go! Fortunately for him...

Eeeeeeaaaaaaarrrrkkk...!

“Wh-what?"

He didn't have to make a decision.

Leaning up in his bed, Xander looked over towards the entrance to his room. Despite having closed the door, it had somehow slid open. For a moment, the prince sat there, confused... before realizing that this was probably Astria's doing.

Getting out of his bed, he quickly swiped his robe from off a nearby chair and wrapped it around his body. Through the door were the dark and silent halls of Alektrios Estate, with only the slight lights of purple lamps lit up for low visibility. Clutching at the doorway, Xander gazed down the quiet corridors, where he saw--

“Huh...?"

Around the corner, he saw the figure of a woman vanish from view. He tensed up, paused briefly, and then pushed out into the hallway, following her. When he rounded the corner, he gazed down another hall, where – just like before – he saw the same figure of a woman slip around another edge.

Again and again and again, Xander followed this woman, always catching just a glimpse of her at most. She led him down one last hall before vanishing completely. But that's okay; he didn't need her complete guidance anymore. In this hall was a pair of large, grand, silver doors. He walked up to them, where on their surface were purple and gold tapestry. These were her doors... Astria's doors.

And they were slightly open.

Xander reached out for them, placing his hands on their surface... where he slowly pushed them open.

“E-Empress...?" he whispered.

Imagine a bedroom fit for a king or queen. Now imagine a bedroom that was twice that size. You'd get Astria's bedroom. It was so grand, so large, so opulent, that it could have been a home in its own right with how big and spacious it was. There were glass doors which led out to a balcony from which one could gaze upon all of Alektrios, a wide space with a raised platform for the empress to dress herself with aid from servants, and of course, the bed itself. It was a grand bed, befitting the Thunder Goddess. Its sheets were white and purple in color, with a frame that stretched up in the air from which beautiful, translucent curtains fell, adding to the lavish nature of the mattress.

And there, sitting on a cream-white sofa, was Empress Astria. Her body was wrapped around in a dark-purple night robe, one which clung close to her womanly curves and divine figure. Everything could be seen, whether it be her wide and shapely hips, her narrow and trim midsection, or her big and busty bosom. The sash of the robe was tied tight around her waist, while the seams at the top were parted open just enough so that one could easily see her glorious cleavage. And at the bottom, there was a gap in her robes that let her long legs and shapely hip be seen.

The Thunder Goddess sat there, one leg crossed over the other, one hand resting on her knee, while the other sat at her side. On her thin lips was this elegant smile, while her purple eyes slid in on the young prince standing before her. Raising her hand, she began curling it in a come hither motion, beckoning him closer whilst saying,

“Close the door behind you."

Xander didn't hesitate.

Thund...!

“Kukuku...! Good boy..."

Like a moth to a flame, Xander was attracted to the Thunder Goddess. His footsteps were a bit unsteady, his mind was even a bit slow, but he kept his blue eyes locked on her purple ones. Closer and closer and closer he came, passing by the various pieces of furniture in Astria's bedroom, until he fell upon the couch next to her.

“Kukukuku..."

Never in his life had he felt so small before.

Sitting next to Astria, Xander felt as if they were mirroring what had happened before. Just the two sitting with one another; there was nothing odd about it. But now, the air was so heavy with lust and desire. His eyes would dart along her divine body, while his mind thought back to what happened in the gazebo. Even though they were doing nothing, the heat of arousal was already flowing through his body and loins.

“My Empress, I--"

“There's no need to call me that," said Astria as she looked away, “For now – for tonight – we can drop the formalities, Xander. Just call me Astria."

“I..."

Nearby on a small white table, was a bottle of wine and two wine cups. Grabbing the bottle, Astria popped its top with her thumb, and then poured its deep red contents into the two cups. Her hums filled the air, sounding elegant and womanly, while Xander sat back with his hands on his knees as his face turned redder and redder. With the way she bent over – if ever so slightly – her peach-shaped posterior was pushed towards his face. Her hips even swayed left to right, further flaunting her body.

That is until she straightened back up and turned around to face him.

“Here you go," said Astria as she handed him a cup of wine.

“Th-thank you, my Em... I-I mean... th-thank you... Astria," he said, making her smile.

Bringing the rim of the glass cup to his lips, Xander tipped it back and took a swig... or two... or three! He knew how to drink wine – he was trained in such an act! But right here with Astria, he felt like some humble commoner. He could barely keep himself together beside the dripping eroticism of the Thunder Goddess.

Sitting down herself, Astria again rested one leg over top the other as she sipped sensually from her wine. For a few moments, there was nothing between them but this palpable air of desire. Xander could barely keep himself together, but the empress was casual and cool. And then her wine glass left her lips and she looked over, her head cocked to one side as her smile grew warmer.

“A-Astria... w-w-we... we shouldn't," said Xander, making her head cock to the other side.

“Really? We shouldn't? Why is that?" she asked in a playful manner whilst casually sliding in closer.

“I... ahh..." he looked down as their hips began touching one another, “I... I'm... I'm trying to say is... w-we're allies... our kingdoms are allies! If... we could... things could... g-g-get bad... a-a-and my brother, he--"

“Your brother?" repeated Astria in an skeptical manner, “Kukuku... your brother..." bringing up her cup, she placed it to her lips and took another sip of her wine, “Nmmph... your brother is a very smart man... and a very arrogant one. He laces his words with flirtations towards me and my daughters, and does not understand the point of nuance. But you on the other hand..." smiling, Astria reached up and grabbed his glasses, clutching it softly, “You're wise beyond your age, Xander. I find that charming about you."

“Is... that all you find charming about me...?" he asked in a bashful manner.

“Kukukuku... well... it doesn't hurt that you are so cute. Kukukuku!"

Gently, she plucked the glasses from his face and placed it on the table nearby. Xander's eyes squeezed in, focusing on the Thunder Goddess who looked at him with a smile on her lips. The longer he spent here next to her, the more and more he felt his defenses begin to wane. In fact... why didn't he want to keep going? Why did he fear things could get bad?

Everything just felt... too good...

Astria's free hand drifted forward, cutting his thoughts short. Gazing down, he watched as she palmed his chest, and then worked her fingers beneath his robes. Her palm felt amazing against his flesh, drawing groans from his lips. He even bit into his bottom lip, before looking back up at her face with such desire.

“So cute indeed," whispered Astria as she moved forward, “Nmmmph~"

Her lips met Xander's taking him into a kiss. On their lips, they shared not only the taste of their bodies, but also the taste of their wine. Their tongues danced, swapping spit, and drawing moans from one another which echoed against her bedroom. The soft slurps... the soft clicks... the soft moans and groans; it was a symphony for the ears, and a feast for their tongues.

“Nmmph~"

Chu...

“Haaaahh~"

Xander was left shuddering when Astria pulled away, a bridge of wine-flavored spit hanging between the two. Drawing up her hands, the Thunder Goddess clutched his face with both hands, tipping him up so that their nose were touching. All the prince could see was her purple eyes, and the cackles of electricity which surged within them.

“More..." she whispered as she began moving in again, “Let's kiss more... nmmmph~"

“Nmmm~!"

Their lips met again, intertwining in a kiss that was stronger than the last. Again and again and again, their lewd lips smacked against one another, and their tongue danced. Muffled moans left them, with the young prince shuddering and groaning, while the empress was far more composed. Sliding in closer, she placed her hands upon his hips, gripping and pulling him close. A sharp groan of surprise left him, but did little to stop their melding lips.

But Astria didn't stop there. A surprisingly feisty woman, she pulled her hands up and placed them on Xander's shoulders. Then her fingers wrapped around his neck and head, drawing him even closer to deepen their kiss. Her tongue continued being this overwhelming and erotic partner, as it slipped, swiveled, and swirled around Xander's leaving him struggling to keep up. For him, this was a kiss, for Astria, this was a feast!

This hungry, hungry woman was dining on his body. Not only were her kisses vigorous and strong, but her hands were spirited as well. With the prince trapped beneath her, Astria's hands started sliding beneath his robes, touching upon his flesh beneath. He groaned as her elegant fingers stroked along his broad chest, before wrapping around to his shoulders, squeezing him. More and more his robes were parted, revealing his young body beneath.

So nubile... kukuku... so clear...

“Chuuu! Kukukuku~"

Astria pulled away, snapping her lips from Xander's. The prince was left panting for air, his expression dazed as the Thunder Goddess sat tall beside him. Gazing into her purple eyes yet again, he watched as she leaned in close to press her nose against his. Her lips held this vivacious smile, and her eyes surged with this dynamic energy. All the while...

SSSSSHHHHHSSSSSHHHHHSSSSSHHHSSSSHHHH!!!

“Huh...?"

Xander pulled away from Astria. Gazing towards the glass doors that led to her balcony, he saw nothing but rain. Sometime amid their kissing, a downpour had appeared overhead. It was so thick, it was difficult to gaze more than a few feet in front of you. That is until...

Flash!

Grrrrrrrrrgggggggggllllgggggggg...!

In the distance, a bolt of lightning streaked through the sky. It was bright enough to lighten the area, followed by the grumble of thunder. Was this all Astria's doing? She is the one who controls the weather in Alektrios. If so, then why? And what did it mean?

Xander... couldn't really think much about it. Sliding his gaze back forward, he again met the vivacious smile Astria wore on her lips. He even heard the empress give this taunting giggle as she sat up straight next to him. Placing one hand on his shoulder and neck, her other hand came around to the top of her robes, where she gripped it.

“Ever since you've arrived, you've marveled at my breasts," said Astria, stunning the prince, “Kukukukuku! Don't worry; I'm not angry! Quite the opposite! Nmmm~ I'm flattered," raising her hand, she started stroking her fingers through his sleek black hair, “You're so young, Xander, yet you lust after a woman as old as me. Kukuku... it makes my heart flutter."

“You're so beautiful, Astria," he whispered, “I don't know many men who wouldn't lust after you."

“Many men have lusted after me," she whispered back with a sultry tone, “My daughters all have different fathers. Ah... but that was well over ten years ago. I'm not so arrogant to forget that I'm no longer a young woman."

“So...?" Xander replied as he leaned in closer, “Astria, you're beautiful. I don't think you're old or anything. You're... ahh..." placing his hand on her shoulders, he gently stroked his fingers along her curvature, “You're remarkable. Even if you couldn't control the weather, you deserve to be worshiped. You are a goddess."

There it was again; that flowery poet within him that he was unaware of until now. But this time, Xander didn't stop to think. This time, he came in closer and closer. Her smile growing lurid, Astria reached down and grabbed his wrists, raising them up and placing them upon her chest.

“You really make the heart of this woman sing," she whispered, “Kukuku~ go ahead; I know you want to do it. Touch me," Plap! “Aaah~~"

Xander didn't need to be told twice. His hands quickly dove in, pressing into Astria's chest with all the desire that a young man like him could have! Even through the fuzzy exterior of the empress' robes, he could tell that her chest was firm. But not too firm. There was this softness, this pliability to it that taunting him to squeeze more and more, harder and harder.

So he did it. Through the top of Astria's robes, Xander squeeeezzzeeeed her tits. A passionate groan left her thin lips as her younger lover groped her bosom, pushing his fingers into her. Then his hands swiveled around to the bottom, cupping her breasts, squeezing them, and then lifting them. Ah, so damn heavy. One could just feel the milk within as it sloshed about.

Wait... milk?

Before those thoughts could fill his head, Astria reached up and gripped her robes by the sides. Pulling away, Xander read the smirk on her lips, before drawing his gaze back down to the Thunder Goddess' divine cleavage. Her taunting giggles filled the air... and then with one tug--

FWUMP! PLAP!

“Aaahha!?"

Astria's bosom...

Was simply godlike.

Their shape was erotic, with luscious curves and a somewhat perky form. Her skin was free of any blemish, and shined in the light of her bedroom. Her nipples too, pink and pointy, drew his gaze in. The way they raised up and down with her every breath, and how they seemed to jiggle. Again, Astria's bosom was simply godlike.

Her chest sat there, exposed before the young prince, who could only gaze back with eyes wide. He was like a child given a shiny new toy; he could look nowhere but at her. Raising his hands, he gently clutched the sides of her bosom, touching her flesh directly. A warm sigh left Astria's lips before she brought up her own hands, placing them atop his so that he could touch her more.

Together, they squeezed upon her bosom, causing Xander to shudder. Not only was her flesh flawless, not only was it firm and soft, not only was it so big, but it was so damn warm! This heat resonated deep within the Thunder Goddess' core, which flowed straight through the prince's hands and back into his own body. Around and around, he explored her chest more, groping and kneading her bosom. He'd squeeze her, clinch her, and then guide his hands over towards her nipples, where he rubbed it with his palms.

“Aaah~ oooooh~ your hands~" cooed Astria.

Was he really pleasing this divine woman? Even thinking about it was enough to boost Xander's morale. His fingers grew more courageous, more brave, clutching, squeezing, and outright groping the Thunder Goddess' bosom! Around and around he worked her tits in circles, his fingers sinking into flesh as he pushed and lifted her chest up! Arching her back, Astria leaned back in her couch, her eyes closed as erotic moans flowed from her lips.

PLAP!

“OH! XANDER ~~~! KUKUKUKUKU~~!"

His brazen groping didn't end there! Without warning, the young prince dove his face into Astria's bosom, surrounding himself on all sides by her tits! Was this unbecoming of a prince? Maybe. Did he care? Absolutely not! He groaned against the Thunder Goddess as her all encompassing warmth surrounding him. He could not only feel her pristine skin as it rubbed against her, but feel the beating of her heart underneath.

Raising her hands, Astria hugged them around his head, further enveloping her in her bosom. He couldn't see it, but the smile she wore was crossed between mature eroticism... and motherly warmth. He was so much younger than her. Young enough to be her son in fact. And yet, he was grinding his face against her bosom with the randy desire of a vigorous male!

Pursing his lips, Xander began peppering Astria's bosom with a flurry of kisses which traveled up and down her chest. It was like the affection one would show to an erotic idol, and she felt every press of his lips. Groaning all the more as her desires built and built, the empress reached to the side of her bosom, clutching and lifting it close. Her other hand then grabbed a hold of the prince's head, where she gently pulled it back.

“Right here," she whispered into his ears, “Put your mouth riiiiiiight here."

'Right here'? Oh... her nipple.

“Nnmmph!"

“Oh~! Aaaaah~"

Xander's mouth wrapped around Astria's nipple, taking it completely into his warm, gaping maw. Is there a refined way to suck from tits? If there is, he didn't know it. With this hungry maw, the young prince of Pithon drew on the Thunder Goddess' bosom with all the force he could give! He sucked on her, slurped on her, drew her flesh and nipple into his mouth while his tongue whipped and lashed at her. Spit and drool oozed from the creases of his lips, where they stroked down the curvature of her bosom and fell upon down between them.

Never before did Xander think that the act of suckling from a woman's breasts, would feel so damn good. Astria's taste was erotic, powerful, and mature, not unlike the taste of the wine they shared. Though if the prince had to choose between wine and her body, yeah, he'd pick her body every time! Especially when--

“Aaaah~"

“Hnmmmmmmm!?"

This warmth flowed on his tongue. At first it stunned him, but then its sweetness began to overtake his confusion. It was like sugar, but no, it tasted far greater than that! Sitting this substance on his tongue drew groans from Xander's lips, and even caused a sense of nostalgia to wash over him.

This was Astria's breast milk.

More and more he drew from the Thunder Goddess' teat, suckling down as much of her divine ambrosia as he possibly could. Each spurt of milk that flowed from her tit, drew moans from her lips. Her hand didn't remain idle either, having fallen on Xander's head to clutch the young prince close. Her other hand curled fingers beneath her lips, which themselves were spread out in a lurid smile as pleasure rumbled through her form.

Bite!

“Nnngghh ~~! Haaaah~! Oh yeeeessss~~~"

Xander's teeth bit into Astria's sensitive nipple, grinding upon it hard. The pain she felt did little to numb the overwhelming pleasure which roared through her body. He even pulled more milk from her nipple, which flowed right into his awaiting maw. But this was just one bosom, wasn't it? Astria had two!

Pulling back, Xander's blue eyes stared upon the fullness of the Thunder Goddess' bust. Her other bosom was free for the taking... and milk was streaming from it as well. The creamy white substance streaked down her bosom, flowing freely as the rush of arousal flowed through her veins. Bringing up his hands, the young prince cupped both of her tits as the same time, groping them, and promoting a more vigorous flow of milk.

“Aaaahh~"

Astria laid there on her couch, her arms resting above her head as this smile spread out over her lips. For several long moments, she indulged in the touch of his hands as they kneaded her bosom. More and more milk flowed from her tits, trickling down and staining his fingers, but that didn't stop his groping either. Pushing her bosom together, Xander pressed the empress' nipples together as best he could, creating one big target so that he could--

“Nmmmmph!"

“Oh ~~! Haaaaaah~~!"

GRRRRRRGGGGGggggggllll...!

Thunder growled through the heavens in time with Astria's moan. Xander's mouth had captured both of her tasty nipples all at once, and he didn't hesitate to start suckling on them at the same time. Loud, lewd and lurid suckling echoed throughout her mighty bedroom, as the prince of Pithon nursed desperately from the Thunder Goddess' tits.

Milk! Delicious glorious milk! It all streamed down into his awaiting maw, and he couldn't get enough of it. Desperately, Xander began grinding against Astria, with his robes doing a poor job of blocking view of his manhood. It was so damn hard that it extended from between his robes, where it pointed down. And amid his grinding, it pressed and rubbed against her thighs... and soon her moist mound.

“Aaaaaahhhaaaa~~"

The briefest of touches was enough to send jolts down both of their bodies. Xander's cock was so hard and so hot. Astria's pussy was so wet and so hot. When they touched, they only wanted to do one thing.

Touch again.

Pop!

Xander pulled away from Astria's nipples, his spit and her milk flowing from his lips. Sitting up above the empress, he gazed down towards his cock which stood hard and long between his legs. Again, he'd never seen his penis be so big before! It was so long and so hard, that it pained him. It just needed to release the contents within!

Reaching down, Astria placed her hand on his cock, handling it like she had done earlier in the hedge maze. Back arched and mouth open, Xander moaned passionately as the Thunder Goddess stroked his member, spreading his pre-cum all over his length and along her palm.

“So big~" she whispered, “Kukuku... you're so randy, Xander."

“Aaaahh...! Hooooh... A-Astria..." he groaned, his cock throbbing in her hand, “It... I... aaah..."

“Kukuku... I know... just wait..."

Pulling her hand away from Xander's manhood, Astria gripped the sash tied around her robe and undid it. The garment fell loose upon her body, dropping to the side, and causing his eyes to swell. The Empress' sensual and illustrious figure was exposed fully to him, with her vibrant robes acting like some sort of picture frame. The curves of her body from her hips, to her waist, to her bust, were all exposed, and free to be ogled upon to his heart's desire. Grinning, the Thunder Goddess giggled sultrily as she basked in the gaze of her younger lover.

Aaaaah... to be desired. This feeling never got old.

But that's not all. Slowly, Astria spread open her legs, revealing her most sacred spot to the prince above her. Her pussy was wet and slick, its shape erotic, and its color pink. Above it were strands of silver pubic hair that were neatly shaven. Oh yes, the Thunder Goddess made sure her body was absolutely perfect in every shape and form.

Astria's hand traveled sensually down her body, running along her midsection and navel, before coming to her crotch. Forming a 'v' with her fingers, she stroked her digits along her cunt, producing more of her glistening nectar which oozed upon the couch beneath them. At the same time, this erotic odor flowed from her mound, filling the air between them, and tickling the prince's nose.

The sight of her pussy radiating with desire, caused Xander's face to turn blank and his cheeks to heat up. There's a difference between learning of a body through the pages of a book, and actually gazing upon it in person. Was his brother used to this? If so... then the young prince finally understood why he was such a skirt-chaser.

“Do you like it?" asked Astria.

“Nmmm...! Hnnn~ it's beautiful..." Xander replied.

“Kukuku... that makes me happy to hear."

For reasons he could not understand, the young prince's mouth grew wet with desire. Watching Astria stroke her pussy also caused him to pant, making his chest heave up and down. The taste of her body and milk was still resting on his tongue, but now he was longing for something else. If her milky was so good, then her honey would be just as good, right? There was only one way to find out...

Xander dropped down. Hovering his head above Astria's pussy, his nostrils flared so that he could take in her erotic scent. It filled his nose, causing his chest to swell as he groaned with desire, with lust. More and more drool began bubbling from his lips; he was ready to feast! But before he did, he gazed up Astria's illustrious body, where he met her face.

The Thunder Goddess was smiling upon him with those lewd lips.

“Open wide~" she whispered.

“Nmmmph!"

“Oooohhhhh~~~"

Divine. Astria's pussy was divine. The Thunder Goddess pussy had this flavor that was sweet, tangy, spicy, sour, and bitter, all at once! Most would say such a combination of flavors may be a bit overdrive, and Xander would agree. But on the other hand, actually tasting from the empress could not compare.

This lewd flavor drew groans from the prince, which flowed and reverberated through the Thunder Goddess' body, causing her to groan herself! Eyes closed shut, a grin formed on her face and she dropped her hand down, placing it upon Xander's head. Groving her fingers through his hair, she scratched his scalp and then gripped him tight, pushing him more against her awaiting pussy.

“Yes ~~~" Astria groaned as her chest heaved up, “Yeeeeeeeesssss~~~!"

GGGGRRRRRMMMBBBLLLLEEEEEE...!

Xander's tongue and mouth grew more vigorous, lapping at Astria's tongue with a surprising amount of skill. Yes, his precision could be clumsy at times – he is a virgin – but he was smart enough to pick up on what he should do with that tongue of his. His licks grew stronger, trailing up and down her slit, even coming up to poke and toy with her clit!

This clit... ahh... it was hard and throbbing; almost like her nipples. Would she like it if he--

“Nmmmph!"

“KRRAAAAAH-HAAAAH~~~!!!"

THHRRRRRKAAAAWWW!!!

Oh yes, yes she would.

Astria's body reacted almost immediately when Xander attacked her clit. Lips wrapping around it, he suckled on that sensitive button, groaning around her as her erotic taste filled his mouth. In a bold move, he reached under her legs, pulling them apart and lifting them up so that he could have more access to her pussy. In a showing of her limberness, the empress kept her feet dangling in the air, while her pussy continued to be ravaged by the young man between her legs.

From the bottom to the top, Xander dragged his tongue along Astria's sweltering cunt. Each stroke flicked his spit and her honey around, while also giving him this amazing taste of her body. Again... and again... and again! The more he licked her, the more he desired her! His tongue then grew knife-like, taking aim with her vaginal tunnel... and pushing right inside.

“OH~!?"

FLASH!

KRRRAAAAAACCKKLLEEE!

Xander's tongue delved into Astria's pussy, penetrating her, and pushing as deep inside as it could go. The burly nature of a randy young man couldn't be stopped! His lack of sexual skill only enhanced the pleasure she felt! His tongue – so twitchy and antsy – writhed and twisted about within her folds, grinding against her walls. Every ridge within her pussy was mercilessly brushed against by his tongue, causing her back to twitch and moans to flow from her mouth.

“Krrrrhhaaaaahhhh-ahaaaaaah~~~!!!"

GRRRRMMMGGGBBBMM!!! GRRRRRGGGLGLL!!!

The storm outside was getting more and more violent with every passing second! Rain was whipping left and right, lightning surged through the heavens followed by the cackles of thunder, and the wind was so strong, it could pick a man up off his feet! Thankfully, the kingdom of Alektrios was used to such storms. If only the citizens were aware of the pleasure their empress – their goddess – was enjoying.

FLAAASSHH!!!

GRRRRRRMMMMRRRRGGGGLLL!!!

Though from the sounds of it, they may already be aware of it...

“More~! Haaah~! Moorrrree~~!"

Astria's erotic voice was so high in pitch, so elegant, so mature, so divine! As he ate out her cunt, Xander pulled his blue eyes up, gazing along her illustrious body to look at her face. The Thunder Goddess' cheeks were red, her purple eyes bright, and her lips curled into this warm smile. Hips softly thrusting up, she road his face for all it was worth, further smearing her lewd juices upon his lips and face!

“Yes~ yes~ yessss ~~~" the empress cried out, “Aaaahhh~~~! Xaaannddeerrrrr~~!"

The hand she had on his head left him, instead trailing up towards her tits. Gripping her own chest, Astria began groping herself, kneading her flesh and raising her pleasure more and more. Her nails pinched her nipples, her fingers squeezed in, all of which drew more and more milk from her hefty tits!

She made for such a lewd and sinful sight. This beautiful, mature, mother, was having her cunt furiously eaten out by a man young enough to be her son! Milk streamed out of her tits in endless rivulets, and her illustrious body arched and writhed with ecstasy and pleasure! All the while, she was brought closer and closer to that explosive high! And when Astria reached that high, yes, the term 'explosive' was apt.

“KRRRAAAAH-HAAAAAAAA~~~!!!"

FLAAAAASSSHHH!!!

KRRRRRAAA-THAAAAWWWW!!!

Astria launched up. In a an instant, a bright bolt of purple lightning surged through the skies, illuminating the capital city of Alektrios as a whole! It was so intense, everything caught in its shine was turned white, while everything else was cast in shadows. That included the Thunder Goddess' body, for in a fraction of second, all one would be able to see was her voluptuous figure cry out in earth-shattering ecstasy.

Xander on the other hand...

SQUUUUUIIIRRRRRRRTTTTT!!!

“MMMPHHH!!!"

All upon his face, the Thunder Goddess showered him with a rainstorm all her own. Her clear, feminine cum flowed upon his face, marring him completely down in her ambrosial juices. Groaning with desire, he lapped his tongue along her slit a few more times, before sitting there, allowing her to squirt her juices all into his mouth.

So... good...

Like the flash of lightning and boom of thunder, Astria's orgasm was over in a surprisingly short amount of time. Pulling his face away from her sweltering pussy, Xander swathed her nectar about with his tongue. Its erotic taste was better than any drink, any wine. Though when he compared it to the taste of her breast milk, he wasn't really sure.

Didn't matter; both were absolutely perfect in his eyes.

“Gaaah... haaah... haaaah...!"

His eyes opening, he looked down upon Astria, who herself was relaxing following her climax. Her hand sat on her head, stroking back her silky silver locks as this beaming smile of pleasure was painted on her lips. For a few moments she remained like that, with Xander drinking in her illustrious form.

The milk, the sweat, the fluids of her pussy; it all matted down her form, making it radiate. Biting into his bottom lip, the young prince of Pithon felt his cock throb with randy desire. It stood tall between his legs, having reached the absolute zenith of size, length, pleasure, and pain. Oooooh, there was so much pain! He needed to unleash it! Fortunately for him...

“Aaah... oooohh~ kukuku~~"

Astria leaned up on her couch. Her once wide smile turned into a grin of lust as her purple eyes again seized on him. For a few moments, they did nothing but breathe in the same air as one another. Xander watched the Thunder Goddess rest her hand on her chest, while her face shifted more into lust and hunger for him. It made his cock twitch. But when he spoke--

“Over here..."

Astria spoke first, cutting him off.

Standing up from the couch, the Thunder Goddess walked over towards her mattress in the distance. Along the way, she pulled her robes off her body, allowing them to drop to the floor. Like the previous night, Xander got a remarkable view of the empress' backside. Her shoulders, her back, her peach-shaped butt; it was all there for his viewing pleasure, and his viewing pleasure alone.

Fwump!

But then she collapsed upon her bed, sinking into its immaculate mattress. Arms resting above her head as laid on her chest, Astria rose her butt up to the air, flaunting its shape and curvature. So rotund, so wide, with her puckering anus, and her oozing pink slit; she truly had an ass fit for a goddess.

And that ass was swaying left and right, left and right, left and right.

“Come here, Xandeerrrrr~" Astria cooed, “Nmmm... come here and please me~"

Getting up from the couch, Xander walked over towards the empress, entranced by her naked body. Along the way, he undid the sash of his robes, pulling it open so that his cock could freely stand tall. Mounting the bed, he continued approaching the Thunder Goddess, incapable of focusing anywhere but on her body... and on her butt.

“Nmmmmm~ you're a smart young man," whispered Astria as she continued swaying her hips, “I don't think I need to guide you much on what to do. Haaaah~"

“I..."

Astria's divine pussy awaited him, oozing her nectar down her thighs as her folds twitched and throbbed. Reaching out for her, Xander placed his hands upon her hips, drawing a teasing giggle from her lips. Her skin was remarkable; he could easily spend hours groping her hips and sides.

But then his grasp grew firm, not only holding Astria's butt steady, but also drawing a moan from her lips. Looking down, he grasped his cock by the hilt, and started guiding it forward. Just like earlier on the couch, when his cock touched her mound, it sent jolts down both of their spines. Xander was left shuddering, barely capable of containing himself, but the Thunder Goddess was still so calm.

“Aim it down," she whispered whilst reaching between her legs, “Riiiight here..."

Grip!

“Nnnghh~!"

Xander looked down. The head of his cock had been gripped by Astria's illustrious fingers, which stroked tenderly, before guiding him in towards her slit. Together with the empress, he pressed his cock against her pussy... and then pushed it inside.

“Haaaaaaahh~~!"

“Krrraaaahhhnnn~~~! That's it...! Ooooooh~"

Astria was a mother, not just to one daughter, but seven. And yet her pussy was incredible! Her folds parted, taking him in, while her ridges wrapped around his turgid member. The deeper and deeper he pushed, the tighter and tighter she became. With how hard they gripped him, and how wet she was, her pussy was like a prison, and it absolutely refused to let him go!

Not that he wanted to be anywhere else.

“Aaaaahhhhhh!!!"

Plap!

“Krrrooohnnn~!"

Xander's flat hips pressed against Astria's firm butt. Suckling down around his member, her tight pussy stroked every inch of his cock, milking him for the essence he could give. For a few moments, they remained this way; tied to one another with the Thunder Goddess impaled on his cock. The prince of Pithon could barely even think. He was so overwhelmed with pleasure, that he wanted to remain still. But then...

Pat!

“Aahh~!?"

Astria pushed herself up against his cock, causing his back to arch and a groan to leave his lips.

“Now's not the time to rest, Xander," Astria said in a teasing manner, “You don't want to disappoint your partner. So..." looking over her shoulder, she shot him a grin, “Start moving. Grip my hips hard, and thrust."

“Thrust?"

“Nmm-hmm~! Thrust. Just. Like. That."

“Thrust... just... like..." PAT! “GAAAATTHH...!"

With all the fury of a young man, and the randy energy of a monkey, Xander shot his hips straight into Astria. His hips slapped hard against her ass, while his cock delved deep into her core. Every inch of her pussy was claimed by his cock, which brought this loud, quivering moan from his lips. The Thunder Goddess too groaned, gripping the bed sheets beneath her as her lips formed this erotic 'o'.

And that was just the first...

PAT! PAT! PATPAT! PAT! … PAT! Pat! PAT! PATPATPAT!!!

In a wild and random flurry of thrusts, Xander launched his cock in and out of Astria's pussy. He may have lacked rhythm, and some thrusts may have been weaker than others, but that didn't stop pleasure from coursing through both of their bodies. The Thunder Goddess clutched her blankets hard, balling them into her hands as she endured thrust after thrust after thrust!

Her ass clapped against his pelvis, sending quakes that traveled throughout the rest of her illustrious form. Like the ripples of water, her pliable butt quivered up through her back, and straight up to her hair. From strong thrusts, it fluttered around her head, billowing almost like a cloud. And all of it played out for Xander's viewing pleasure.

“Khaaah~ yesss~ nnnghh~ yess~ haaah~ more...! Khaaaaah~ Moorrrree~"

PATPATPATPATPAT!!!

“Khyeees! Aaaah~! Nnngghhh ~~! Krraaaaaah~~~!"

This elegant, regal, mature, lithe, divine woman... was being pleased by him! His cock was pushing in and out of her pussy, sending quakes not only through her body, but through the bed as well! Outside, the downpour of rain had become a full on thunderstorm, one that rocked both the heavens and the earth! Amid his fucking, it brought a thought to Xander's mind. If Astria controlled the weather, and he was fucking her, did that mean – in some roundabout way – he could control the weather?

Well... there was only one way to find out!

Amid his heated fucking, the prince of Pithon raised his hand, spread out his fingers and--

SMACK!

“OH~~~!?"

Swatted at Astria's ass. And when he did...

SRRRRRGGGEEE...

KRRAAAKK-THAAAWWWW!!!

Xander turned, facing the windows that led to Astria's balcony. Just as he surmised, a bolt of lightning traveled through the heavens following his strike, accompanied with the howl of thunder. This was almost too much power to have. If things got out of hand, then how much damage could be done? He thought about it for a few moments, and then brought his gaze back down to the Empress' ass.

Oh... well now... he must have stricken her butt a bit too hard. The vague imprint of his hand was visible on her perfect ass.

“Koooh... oooh...! Haaah... so brutish of you, Xander~" Astria said in a teasing manner. “Nmmm... but... I do hope there is more where that came from."

“M-more...?" he repeated, astonished by her request.

“Oh yes, haah... give me more..." looking over her shoulder towards him, Astria gave Xander a sly wink, along with a lustful grin, “Kukuku... let's make Pithon and Alektrios the best of allies... by allowing you to ravish me."

“Ggghhh!!!"

Yes, that's it. He had it all wrong before, didn't he? By ravishing Astria, he was going to make it so that their kingdoms would be allies for generations to come!

In more ways than one...

With an affirmative nod, Xander gritted his teeth and gripped Astria's hips as hard as he could. She groaned and shook her hips, pushing herself harder against him. With his heated cock buried deep in her snatch, there was nothing left to do but to slowly draw his cock back...

“Aaaaaah~"

And thrust it back in!

PAT!

“KRRAAH~! YESSS!"

Draw it back...

“Krrrrnnnghh~~~"

And thrust it back in!

PAT!

“AAAH~! FUCK ~~! NNGGHH~~!"

And so on, and so forth...

PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT!!!

With raw power and great speed, Xander slammed his cock in and out of Astria's pussy! Like before, the impacts were strong enough to make her body shake, and drew forth these deep, womanly moans from her perfect lips. But the prince didn't stop with powerful thrusts. She told him to ravish her body, right? Then he was going to fucking doing it! He was going to ravish her!

Reaching up, Xander grabbed a handful of Astria's silky hair...

Yank!

“GUH!?"

And pulled it back.

Forcing the Thunder Goddess' body in this hard 'C', he used all the power in his hips to slam his cock into her awaiting pussy! For such a short young man, he had such surprising strength. He is a prince, one who was trained in a variety of sports. Sure, he wasn't as gallant as Vahn, but underestimate him at your own peril!

His fingers grooved through Astria's hair while his other hand gripped her hip tight. Again and again and again, he attacked her body with mighty thrust after mighty thrust! The impacts were so great, not only did her ass quake, not only did her hair fly, but her tits bounced furiously beneath her chin! Again and again and again and again and again!

“KRRAAAH ~~! HOOOOOH~~~! OOOOOOH~~~!"

“AH~! HAH! HAA~! AAH~ AH! ASTRRIIAAAAAAA!!!"

His balls were tightening, and his cock was growing harder and thicker than ever before! From the tip leaked out pre-cum which marred the empress' pussy! Xander was going to flood her cunt with a load far bigger than ever before, and she could feel it! Her tight, fleshy cunt began clinching around his dick, holding it inside of her, making him fight to pull it back! Thrusting, and thrusting, fucking and fucking, harder and harder, louder and louder and louder! Until!!!

“AAAAAH!!!"

GLRRRRKK!!! GRRRRRKK!!! SPLRRRRKKK!!!

“KRRAAA-HAAAAAAHH~~~!"

SQUIRRRRRTTT!!!

SRRRRRRRGGGGGGEEE...!

KRAAAACCKLEEEE-THAAAAAAWWWWWWW!!!

That flash of lightning... it illuminated the erotic figures of two beings; a young man, and a much older woman.

With all the fury and desire of a man his age, Xander poured the full contents of his balls into Astria's awaiting pussy. Like earlier in the hedge maze, his dick didn't just shoot one rope of seed or even two, but an entire flood of cum rushed from his dick, painting the pink walls of the empress' pussy white! The heat and seed he unleashed inside of her, had no equal, no rival... save only her own climax.

Astria's own howling moan signaled her climax; this thick and clear explosion of feminine cum which marred his pelvis much like she did his face. Like a vice, her pussy clamped hard around his cock, holding it deep inside of her, and milking it off for every bit of seed he could give... and then some. Her raw, intense fragrance was quick to fill the air, while their combined fluids trickled down to mar the bed beneath them.

For several moments they remained still; their bodies frozen like statues. And then Xander began to waver. And then Xander released his grip on Astria's hair. And then Xander fell back...

Plump!

What was said before? That he was trained in a variety of sports? That much is true. But of all the sports he's ever participated in, the sport of 'sex' was easily the most draining.

Falling back in the bed beneath him, Xander's cock snapped from Astria's pussy with this loud and lewd 'Shlop!' Bits of cum were flung about, while he was left panting for breath. The Thunder Goddess meanwhile, sat up on her knees, groaning with desire as her fingers dropped down to her slit. Stroking it, she caught some spunk on her fingers, and put it into her mouth.

“Nmm~~~"

Shear ecstasy.

“Aaaaahh~"

Turning around, Astria's purple eyes fell on Xander as he gasped for breath. The sight of his drained and sweaty body while he gasped for breath, made the Thunder Goddess giggle. But she wasn't through with him yet.

Touch~

“Aah~!?"

Xander's eyes doubled in size and he looked down. Astria's hand had fallen on his cock, stroking him off. She gave the young man little to no time to relax, and even gave him a knowing smirk. He could only cock his head before saying--

“Astria...?"

“Kukukukuku~ not yet, Xander," she said whilst wagging her finger at him, “You're still young, aren't you? Kukuku! You have a lot of energy to give."

“Astrriaaaa..."

“Let's spend a lot of time together tonight, okay?" her head started moving down towards his crotch, “The night is still young... and the storm is still strong."

“Astrri-- aaaaahh~"

Her mouth wrapped around his member. Gently she started bobbing her head up and down, cleaning his cock off of cum; both his and hers. Then her other hand raised up, where she placed her fingers together, giving a--

Snap!

The curtains of her bed fell over, obscuring the two within.

…

When you first hear of Alektrios, you'd probably first learn of its so-called 'infinite storm': an unearthly weather pattern brought on not by nature, but by the empress who rules over the land. With her mastery over storms, she keeps this tempest swirling over the head of her kingdom, and has done so for many years on end. For the people of her land, seeing the sun is not an everyday occurrence, but a rare moment that must been experienced in its fullest... until it slips away.

Maybe that's why the sun looked so beautiful right now.

Xander's body ached. Not once in his life had he felt so incredibly sore. Was this what all men went through when pleasing their lovers? No... this had to be unique. Astria was no mere 'lover'; she was a goddess.

A beautiful, elegant, erotic, goddess.

It was the following morning after their midnight rendezvous. The Prince of Pithon had his head resting in Astria's lap, while her fingers gently stroked through his hair. Her soothing touch helped quell his body after the vigorous activity of last night, while the rare Alektrios sun fell upon him through a gap in the infinite storm.

The air was thick with the pungent odor of sex, and their bodies were still stained with sweat and various other fluids. But in this moment, Xander felt at peace. Astria's warmth was all encompassing, her touches soothing. And from her lips...

“Hmm~ hmm~ hmmmm~"

Was that beautiful song he heard her hum.

Slowly, Xander worked his head up so that he could look at Astria. She gazed back down upon him, wearing this warm and approachable smile on her lips. He was a bit dazed, still trying to accept what happened last night. It was too crazy, right? He and Astria, making such passionate and primal love to one another? That had to be a dream.

But it wasn't. It was real.

“Astria...?" the prince whispered, making her cock her head.

“Yes, Xander?"

“That song you're humming... what is it?"

“That song?" she repeated, before shaking her head, “Kukukuku... do not worry about it, Xander. It's just a popular children's song in Alektrios. I used to sing it to my daughters all the time when they were young," she then poked his nose, “What? Do you like it?"

“Yes..." he answered, “It sounds... lovely."

“Kukukukuku... thank you, my prince," she said whilst placing both hands on the sides of his head, “You... you don't have a mother, do you? Or... it's more accurate to say that... she died when you were young, didn't she?"

“Aah... my mother..." he whispered, “Y-yes, she did. She... haaah... died shortly after I was born... I don't remember anything about her. Why... do you ask...?"

“Hmm... just curious," she replied, “I wonder how she felt having two boys. I've always wanted a son. Kuku... I wish I could have asked her..."

Such an odd thing to say. Xander didn't know how to respond to it. He even looked at her in a confused manner... before closing his eyes and just accepting it. Astria had seven daughters; of course she'd be curious to know what it felt like to have a son or two.

He relaxed, melting against the Thunder Goddess' thighs while she began humming once again. As her song flowed into his ears, his thoughts began to wonder. Vahn would no doubt be wondering where he was when next they saw each other, and he'd have to come up with some lie to tell his brother. He'd also needed to make sure he bathed before then. Wait, Astria has a bath doesn't she? They could share it together.

But most importantly, as he laid here, he found his mind wondering towards Princess Satsui of all people. Specifically, those words she said to him in the courtyard.

You seem smarter than your brother, so I know you'll understand exactly what I have to say. Stay away from my mother.

Odd... why did she tell him that? Even now, he couldn't understand. Did this tryst have something to do with it? No, no... she was just being needlessly cryptic, right?

“Astria...?" he suddenly said, bringing her humming to a halt.

“Yes, Xander?"

“I..."

For a moment, he thought about telling her what Satsui said to him. But when his mouth opened again, all he said was--

“I'm tired..."

Astria smiled, giggled, then shook her head softly.

“Then rest, my prince..." placing her hand over his eyes, she covered them, “Do not worry... I'll be here when you wake up. Kukukukukukuku~"