This is a work of fiction and is in no way plagiarised. Any resemblance to characters, plot and/or settings is completely unintentional.
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Riona sat in front of the gilded mirror, looking back at her reflection curiously. It seemed just a minute away from when she had sat at this very mirror six years ago, at the age of twelve, to be prepared for her introduction into the Court. She was the youngest child of King Lachlan, ruler of Greater Rusmond, and had been allowed, as tradition stated, to be publically seen in Court at this age. And now, at eighteen, she was being prepared for another debut, to be seen at Court by suitors.
She remembered the skinny little girl who had sat at this mirror before, and was quite shocked to see a remarkable young woman staring back at her. Her pale, almost milk-like skin shone under the candle light, whilst her cheeks were slightly flushed. Her long, auburn hair tumbled down almost to her elbows, and the soft curls accentuated her high cheek bones and large, innocent dark eyes. Her maid Frya had rubbed a balm of crushed rose petals into her beautifully curved lips, making them an even deeper red. Riona sighed. They had done all they could to her, but was it enough?
'Frya?' She asked uncertainly.
'Yes Princess Riona?' She replied, standing behind her to make some final adjustments to her hair and dress.
'Do you think I look nice?'
Frya looked up at and met Riona's eyes in the mirror. 'Oh, you look stunning, Princess.'
'Do you...?' Riona took a deep breath and continued. 'Do you think they'll like me?'
Frya laughed her broad, common laugh that Riona liked so much. 'There are over forty men, nobles, lords, princes, dukes, you name it, who have come tonight to impress you, Princess. Even if you were a scrawny thing like me, you'd tickle the fancy of at least one of them. But I guarantee you won't be able to walk in the Hall without making every one of them fall to his knees.'
Riona smiled. 'Thank you, Frya. I just hope your right.'
'You'll find your Prince Charming tonight, Princess. I just know it,' Frya gave a final tug to Riona's dress before standing back. 'There you are. All done.'
Riona gasped as she stood up and saw her reflection in the full-length mirror. The golden dress that clung to her young body was aglow with tiny diamonds, making her sparkle like a beam of sunlight. Now that she was at an acceptable age to be desired by men, the dress was plunge-necked to display the enticing cleavage of her firm, youthful breasts. She was certainly bigger than her older sister Queen Morna, who had married King Leon four years ago. She had no idea what her fate would be after this night. The dress accentuated her slim, hourglass frame perfectly, and the seamstress had deliberately made the dress provocative by adding a slit up the side to show her long, smooth legs. With her glowing hair falling down her back, gorgeously innocent yet alluring face and very stimulating young body, Frya had a point; not one man would be able to resist Riona tonight.
The bugle call filled the Hall, resounding off the polished marble walls and floor. Every head turned instantly to the staircase that served as the main entrance to the largest room in the castle. The suitors, ranging from eighteen to mid-forties, had been anticipating her arrival for hours, some had even travelled for months to be there, and at last they would see this renowned treasure.
'King Lachlan and Queen Fionn of Greater Rusmond present their youngest daughter, Princess Riona!' Announced the bugle player, as the vision of loveliness descended into the room. There was almost a collective gasp, but the men managed to control themselves. They knew that as well as impressing Princess Riona, they also had to impress King Lachlan and Queen Fionn.
Riona walked down amongst them, being introduced to them all. Names flew everywhere, and she tried to match them to their faces. Lord Emerson, Lord Ansel, Prince Terrel... And none of them interested her. They were nice, certainly, and would no doubt be good matches, but none of them captivated her. None were the True Love she desperately wanted to meet.
She passed through about thirty of them, and although she could imagine settling for some of them, her heart sank as she considered a life-time without her perfect match. She was beginning to lose all hope, when suddenly 'Prince Aleksei of Moschwa, Princess Riona.'
Riona looked up at Aleksei and felt a shock course through her. This was him. She stared into his beguiling ice-blue eyes, a colour she'd never seen before coupled with dark, raven hair and skin almost as pale as her own. He smiled at her, revealing perfect ivory teeth from his smooth lips, and took her delicate hand in his. She felt an unfamiliar, warm sensation go through her as her kissed her hand, and said in a soft accent 'Your reputation does you no justice to your sheer beauty.' She felt her cheeks flush and the warm feeling spread through her full breasts and down between her legs, where she'd never been so aroused before. She smiled at him and reluctantly moved on.
Riona collapsed on the silk sheets of her four-poster bed, exhausted from the relentless feasting, conversation and dancing. The whole night, she had been preoccupied with the thought of Aleksei, and the feelings he had evoked within her. Little did she know, he had not been able to take his eyes off her fine body either.
Her thoughts drifted back to him again as she lay there, clad only in a thin nightgown. She moved her hands to her firm breasts, cupping the soft flesh and rolling her tingling nipples in her smooth fingers. She let out a little moan as she imagined Aleksei's hands caressing her, and felt the unexplored region between her thighs moisten and burn. These new feelings both confused and excited her. Should young, untouched princesses have these thoughts? Should they dream of what only her husband on her wedding night should give her? Despite this, she couldn't help her swift fingers from pinching and stroking. Just as she was reaching between her legs, there was a low knock on the door.
Riona jumped up and straightened her nightgown, hoping that they wouldn't enter. But then, who would call on a young princess at her own chamber, and at this time of night? She sighed with relief as she realised it was only Frya, probably visiting her to gossip about the evening.
She almost screamed when she saw Aleksei standing there, and felt another warm rush seep through her. His eyes locked onto the sight on her thin nightgown and the hard nipples poking underneath, before averting his gaze as she covered herself as best she could.
'Prince Aleksei- What...?' Riona stammered, trying to collect herself. Aleksei looked back at her with his mesmerising eyes, and she found it impossible to speak.
'Princess Riona, I know this must seem incredibly forward and rude of me, but can I come in please?' He asked, fidgeting slightly. It seemed that he was nervous staying in the passageway.
'Of course,' Riona replied, and moved aside to let him. Once she'd firmly shut the door, she turned to find him staring at her where he tight ass had been. Composing himself, he took a step towards her.
'Princess Riona, this may seem very irregular of me, but I had to see you. You see... Well...' He stepped even closer, so she could feel his warm breath on her neck. 'I know that there are many men who wish you to be their bride, and desire you to perform duties that only a bride should perform, but...' He held her head, running a hand through her silky hair. 'All night, I have only thought of you. Of how I want you as my queen.' He pulled her closer, and leaned down to kiss her. She almost collapsed into him as his tongue gently rubbed hers, probing deeper into her mouth. She moaned slightly as his hands stroked her slender shoulders, sending warmth through her body. Then he pulled back.
'Riona, I have found myself desiring you. I know I will not rest until I have had you as a man has his wife.'
'I desire you too Aleksei, but I don't know how to please a man. I've no idea what I would do.'
Aleksei smiled at her. 'I will teach you Riona. And I swear, I will make you my queen forever, as long as you desire it.'
'Aleksei, I want nothing more!' She exclaimed, holding his muscular chest to her.
'But I must have you tonight Riona. I promise I shall marry you, and we will be together. But I will teach you how to please me tonight, and it will be amazing for you as well. Do you want to Riona?'
She looked up into his eyes. 'Yes Aleksei. I will do anything I can.'