Faulted Desire

If I was to tell you that my day would be like any other day as a royal, I'd be wrong. Growing up royal means from a very young age I had to learn all about my duties and responsibilities. One thing I felt was unorthodox was we learned about mythical beings and their traditions intertwined with mine. I thought it was a joke or just a make-believe story my mother told me as a child; boy was I wrong! I first remember being educated on matters of tradition, when I was about five years old.

My governess started by teaching me about our family line, she explained that out of my siblings, I was chosen to be the next line to mate with high society. As other women in my matriarchal line have done before me. She explained my family tree and how my great-aunt was the last girl chosen. All this growing up made me jealous and resentful of my siblings and I caused them a lot of hardships with my parents over it. April my governess, told me when my great-aunt got married, we were still in the middle of a war. She married a high society Veinic who from what I understand is a vampire-like person! My aunt only bore two sons, so therefore that is why the traditions of her family are now following me.

The initial coronation call was to happen in the next three weeks. Am I ready? hell no! I don't like family traditions. What if I don't want to marry anyone, that presents themselves? I'll be 18, in the year 2025 modern renaissance... I continue to learn about all my suitor's family lines and their biggest conflicts and how they at times are the reason for our wars.

Hazen needs to have big shoulders and grow out of his comfort zone since he is born as the only cis-gendered male in over 600 years. His father has constantly beaten it into his head that he is currently the only heir in lunacy and that he has specific duties blah blah blah. He was tired of hearing it and the thought of being married off in two-three weeks sickened him. The people, hundreds of people he didn't want to do that! he wanted to stay in his den in-game. He didn't feel that his gender should have had any weight to throw him into the contention, his mothers never had problems in their partnership. He wasn't into tradition, and he decided he would escape the event before he had to meet the Princess.

Hazen was a broad, short geekish wolf with ice-blue eyes, and those two things made him the ideal candidate for mating. Any of the other societies other than his; rarities in his bloodline and seed bringer. He was wanted by everybody and every race. He then went to speak with his mothers! ''Mothers why must I follow through with these stupid traditions, why not choose one of the seed bringers and send them not me''! They paused before they spoke ''because son it is tradition and while your second mother follows the royal lunar line, you are the first cis-born male in 600 years, and unfortunately, I do not have any say in the matter. So, it needs to happen and that's final"! Hazen growls low in his throat and walked off to his den. How could he escape the fate he needs to set the plan?

Idrealle was finishing a morning feast when he was called away to see his father. He hurried because if he was late, he knew his father would be furious. upon arriving in the throne room, his father stared him down through the darkness at the end of the room. It made him uneasy. As he nervously walked along, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. As he stood in front of his father, his father spoke "Idrealle you will be 200 years old and be the next in line for traditions of the high societies. You must be ready to meet your partner upon arrival at their castle. And Idrealle I will say this once and only once, make sure you are the choice she makes". Idrealle began to sweat, the pressure seemed too much, why would a Princess even look his way? He had black hair with lanky and his eyes were different from anyone in his family. His eyes were the colour of amethysts when they should have been scarlet like his mother and father. Idrealle slowly and hesitantly took his father's words and turned to leave when his father spoke "Idrealle did not turn around don't forget who your family is"! Idrealle didn't respond and just continue to his quarters.

Bianca had been in skyires 30 brothels, working the bar. The number of people that are in and out daily, the succubae and incubi bringing people in constantly it gave her the squirms and at times her parents still frequented; not with each other. She never understood how the people of her race could just give it up. Yeah, we were the most attractive race in the high societies but why did there really seem no purpose rather than sexual gratification. It wasn't her vibe. If she was going to be with someone, it needed to be more meaningful, not a one-night stand! She had mixed emotions about the meeting of the Princess she understood the concept and it is not like she will be in love at first sight. Or so she thought.

of course, as the weeks continued Estara still needed to do the final fitting, feast prep, etc. the dress she was to wear, was the mix of a cliched purple and gold sweetheart bodice course top with lace insets showing skin underneath. The skirt and bottom piece were two separate pieces, open front with lace purple pants and a long-layered back piece. her shoes were a pair of black booties with a 2-inch stiletto heel and a collar with a padlock with three openings, (one for each of the high society's persons who makes mating). Estara was told the order of ceremonies and who she would meet in order. The veinic society was first, lunar next and skyire last. She was told information about all three of her suitors and what their parents had passed along to her on each one. Idrealle was skittish but loyal, Hazen was reserved and had odd interests, and Bianca is rebellious to her instincts and does not follow commonalities. Finding this out Estara had an outburst, 'so I get to be matched with a bitch, a geek, and a Twat! great this should be fucking glorious''.

no one was surprised at Estaras restraint, she had a mouth of a sailor, and it was sarcastic is anything and had issues with filters. She struggled to allow the collar to be locked. From her training what she understood is that for it to be removed one of the high societies needed to put a key in after receiving consent from the collared. April pretty much had to chase Estara around the room to get her to wear it. April yelled at her ward, ''Estara this is no way to act, you have been preparing for this your entire life, get it together''. Estara finally gave it up and let April collar her, tense and still fuming at hundreds of years of traditions that seemed irrelevant now. Staring out the window Estara said ''what am I getting into''. Sleep with something out of a fleeting memory for Estara when April arrived to get her ready, she was startled by the look of the Princess, tasselled hair, dark bags and a sloping posture, ''thank the gods for coffee and hot water''. April moved closer to Estara ''you didn't sleep at all, did you!'' ''Could you! Estara replied? April just smirked and said here let me help you get washed and rest. Estara threw her arms over her head, lacking in enthusiasm enough to scare a bear. April got some hot water and a cloth and started with the Estara face, as she cleaned and ran her fingers over her eyes, cheeks, nose, and once she got to her lips she stopped as the worry on Estaras face was screaming. April leaned in and kissed Estara, Estara was taken back a little bit, but she liked it, Estara kissed her back and the kissing continued to follow the curves of Estaras body as April continued to wipe her with the cloth. April found her way to Estaras sex, she fondled the now glistening bean and as she continued to play sound started to come from Estara is pursed mouth, she was overtaken with ecstasy. upon Estaras response to her movement and moaning, April decided it was time for the next step April took Estaras sex on her tongue, flicking it up and down and slowing at times before quickening. Estara threw her head back and thought, this is not necessarily a bad thing they had done things before April was only three years older than her anyhow and when she started learning about sex, she got curious and decided she wanted to experiment and April helped her do just that, Estara snapped back to reality, April was making her knees buckle, luckily the bed was right behind her. what she had with April was different, it was surreal and soft, and would not last but at least she understood orgasm, her body was tingling and surging with the pleasure going through every nerve ending.

April stopped and jumped up to look at the time, squeaking she realized they were late for the morning feast, April scrambled to help Estara as quickly as possible. Once ready, before leaving Estara kissed her governess one last time tasting her juices on April's lips. Estara clit started throbbing and she bit her lip. April smirked at her and pushed her out the door.

they arrived at the table there was no going back, life was different from here on out. Start his mother broke her thoughts a star does you wish to explain why you're late or should I ask April what took you so long to get ready today. A star in April looked at one another and smirked, I apologize your excellencies I could not find her shoe buckle when getting her dressed. It had fallen underneath the wardrobe again I apologize. Mother gave us a ''oh please'' look,'' you cannot be late for anything else''. Mother continued to ramble on about priorities for the day ending at the biggest event of all the coronation, there was-castle signing, -ceremony itinerary, -ceremony feast review, and meeting other peoples of the council. As all the suitors arrive the night before and stay in the allotted guest buildings, Estara meets her suitor's parents for the first time in person. In all the other final prep that is due in the next 24 hours.

Estara started putting on her coronation outfit, she had a wave of emotions and started to hyperventilate. April was still trying to tie her bodice when she went around to face Estara and grabbed her hands and looked her in the eyes Estara you have got this, now take a deep breath, yell fuck it and put on your big girl panties Estara took a deep breath well maybe like 3, April went back to add leasing the Princess the worry was on her face too, but she refused to let Estara see it

Estara sat in the throne room with her head in her hands leaning on her throne, as the last few minutes had passed on and in walked the king and queen of the veinic society with a slumped shadow standing behind them. Estara was not interested in paying attention to what they had to say. And fiddled with the lock on her collar ask her own parents and "Idrealle s" parent spoke. The silence was broken when she glanced up and saw a hooded figure looking at her. Amethyst eyes pierced through the thickness in the air. "Hey! You, yeah you with a staring problem. Would you rather have a picture instead " Estara words broke the whole conversation, and everyone looked to wear Estara was speaking? Idrealle slowly removed his cloak hood, hesitatingly." A-aaare you speaking to me! " Estara responded " is there anyone else here with purple eyes and a staring problem, yes you. Now, are you going to speak to me, or continue to let your parents do it like the pussy you are!" All the adults were taken aback by Estara commentary, and her father snapped at her, yelling her name.

"Sorry father, but I do not want to be here all day so let's make this easier for everyone and get this over with".

Idrealle 's parents moved out of the way and user him by, upon coming closer, stars could see that this " vampire " was tall, had a smaller muscular build. And his purple eyes seem to glow in the afternoon glow. He had a sloping posture but tried his best to stand up and speak. " Your excellency, Estara, please allow me to apologize for my uneasiness, I Idrealle from the Vedic society has been chosen to be one of your three choices" holding up his key, he continued" this key has been passed on to me in line with. My own family traditions and I am in the hopes that this triangular key piece will be the one you close to open your lock "!

as the amount of lacking in confidence this vampire had, she knew he tried his very best to make sure he followed his script. Estaras concerns about him started to soften as she understood the complexities of being forced into the Traditions as well as him and something about the purple glowing eyes, he had stirred something inside her.

The day continued and the next to visit was Hazen from the lunar society. as his mothers walked in and Hazen behind them just like with Idrealle. It already seemed repetitive, and annoying. she already knew what he was supposed to be like as she got the memos but, as he walked behind his parents, hand in pockets and slumped posture, had a graphic tee on and a pair or jeans. not what she would have expected he would be for the coronation, but exserted the fact he wanted the be here as much as I did. so, I gave him a good look. he had hauled out his phone at this point and just was not paying attention. so, looks like she would have to do as before, get him involved, if she had to be so did, he. she got up from her throne and starts to walk over. Still not looking up from his phone. she stands beside him looking him up and down , and now upon closer look she could see that even in his short stature , he filled out his clothe very well , she took her finger and used her nail to graze him upon his shoulders and walking around until she was in front of him and took her finger and grazed across his throat up to his chin pulling his attention away from his phone and through gritted teeth and glimmer of one of his fangs showed through , he growled low in his throat and then there eyes finally met , and she was taken back by the fact that eye were like looking into a ice filled mountain and could freeze her on the spot she spoke " am I really not that amusing that your phone is more important , that you cant even give me the curtesy of looking or speaking to me''.

Hazen finally opened his mouth "I don't want to be here, why should I have to be. it wasn't my choice''

Estara smirked at his statement, "because sometime traditions are meant to be broken ". she turned and walked away not giving him a chance to respond. all while this was going on the parent were just watching in confusion and amazement. they did not understand what had happened, but it did. Estara went to sit back on her throne when her mother raised her eyebrow at her and smirked at her. maybe she knew something!

As the next hour moved on, the last candidate came into view. Bianca from the skyire tribe. although she was by herself. Bianca walked in wearing a tight fitted pair of pants and a red dress shirt, over that she wore a hooded, sleeveless vest that was down to her knee. "My apologizes, your highnesses but my parents couldn't make it, they were occupied (knowing all to well they were fucking their concubine)". Intrigued by the appearance of this candidate, she did as before and got up from her throne and walked over to where Bianca was standing. as she looked her up and down, she could now see the skyire small protruding horns, and how her tail slightly swayed. and that on her back she had a set of closed wings that she kept tucked in. Estara spoke "so what exactly do you have to offer me, that makes you a better candidate then these two "pointing behind her where Hazen and Idrealle stood. Bianca got a sudden bode of confidence. "Well, your highness "she slowly grazed the side of Estara face with her nail, Estaras body lit on fire inside." I intend to make sure that this little key here from my tribe is the one that opens your lock." while saying this Bianca had the key in her tail and used it graze Estara spine. everything inside Bianca was electrified, when she came here, she told herself this kind of thing only happened in fairy tales. Estara stood parlayed in sensation and like a dear in headlight. for the first time ever, she was speechless.

Estara walked back to her throne, this was going to be an interesting set of choices as there was a little something about all of them that intrigued her. what is she to do?