It wasn’t long before Kiyui returned and crawled into the bed next to me. He kissed me on the cheek and cuddled into my side.

  Kiyui: “You’re amazing, Dwyn. I love you.”

  Dwynfel: “I love you too, Kiyui. I want to stay like this forever.”

  Kiyui: “I’d like that.”

  He rested his head on my chest and a faint purring sound started to come from him. I find it insane that after everything… he tells me that I’m amazing. He is the most perfect creature I have ever come across… and he calls me amazing. He’s wrong… I’m not amazing… I’m just lucky. I’m the luckiest person alive… because I have him.

  It wasn’t long before we both fell asleep… even though I had only recently woken up… it would seem that what we just did was rather tiring. I’m not sure how long I was asleep for, but I woke up when I nearly choked on a load of hair that ended up in my face. Hang on… this hair in ginger… what the fuck?

  I looked to the side of the bed to see Kiyui sat at a little table across the room. He was looking in a mirror and brushing his hair. After I removed the ginger mop from my face, I saw that Tadwick was in bed with me… lying sideways and taking up way more space than somebody of his size feasibly should.

  Kiyui: “He climbed in a few hours ago. I’m surprised he didn’t wake you.”

  Dwynfel: “Yeah… I must have been more tired than I thought.”

  Kiyui: “Something must have worn you out.”

  He turned his head to me and stuck his tongue out at me in a jokey manner before continuing to brush his hair.

  Kiyui: “I’ll have to brush his hair when he wakes up. He’s got it in a right state.”

  Dwynfel: “What time is it?”

  Kiyui: “I’m not sure of the exact time, but it’ll be breakfast soon. So, we’ll probably need to start getting ready.”

  Dwynfel: “Should I wake him?”

  Kiyui: “Nah, just try to slide out from under him. It will be easier if we get ready first. Then we can wake him and sort him out.”

  Dwynfel: “Good plan.”

  I moved Tadwick’s arm and lifted his head. As I was shuffling out from underneath him there was a knock on the door. Fortunately, I was still under the covers. Because Kiyui responded immediately.

  Kiyui: “Come in!”

  The door opened and Rosario entered. He was no longer in his formal attire from the night before. He still looked regal… I think the horn and the flowing rainbow hair definitely add to the royal feel. He was wearing shorts… but not casual running about shorts… oddly formal ones… as well as a quite fancy looking white doublet.

  Shit… I didn’t think he would be coming in. He’s a prince… I should say something… or bow maybe? I can’t stand up and bow… I haven’t got any clothes on… I can’t go exposing myself to a prince…

  Dwynfel: “Umm… greetings my lord… liege… umm… sorry… I did not anticipate a royal visit…”

  Rosario: “Please, do not speak to me in such a formal manner. We are not even in my father’s kingdom. My status does not mean that you should talk to me any differently. You are friends of my wife. It would be silly of me to demand you show me such reverence.”

  Dwynfel: “Apologies… I shall do as you say, my liege.”

  Rosario: “Call me Rosario.”

  Dwynfel: “Apologies…”

  Kiyui: “Hey, Rosario. Ignore him, he apologises constantly. To what do we owe the pleasure?”

  Rosario looked a bit nervous and unsure of himself. Quite different from the confident and refined young man that we saw at the ball last night. He shuffled to the bottom of the bed and looked at Kiyui and I nervously.

  Rosario: “I wish to ask you two something… because you are friends of Phoenix… she trusts you…”

  Dwynfel: “I wouldn’t exactly say she trusts us. I didn’t even know she was married until last night.”

  Rosario: “I know that she does not exactly volunteer information. So that does not surprise me. But you know her, you have spent a lot of time with her over the years. So, you are the only people that I can really speak to about this.”

  Kiyui: “About what?”

  Rosario started to twist some of his hair around one of the fingers on his right hand.

  Rosario: “Well… umm… it is going to be my twelfth birthday in a few months… and my father has written me a letter. Well, he fathered his first son at the age of twelve. He expects me to do the same and awaits news of a pregnancy within the next year…”

  Dwynfel: “What?”

  Rosario: “He says alliances like this are never truly solidified until there is a child, preferably male, and that it is my responsibility to provide one.”

  Dwynfel: “But… you’re eleven… do you even know how?”

  Rosario: “Of course I do. I just do not have any practical experience. I was deemed too young for a bedding ceremony when we got married…”

  Dwynfel: “A what?”

  Kiyui looked at Rosario with a sympathetic look.

  Kiyui: “You’ll have to excuse him; he isn’t very familiar with these types of things…”

  He turned to look at me.

  Kiyui: “…when alliances of high importance are made through marriage, both sides want to make sure that the marriage can’t be annulled later down the line. The most common reason for annulment is lack of consummation. So, on the wedding night, the marriage is consummated in front of a witness from the bride’s family, a witness from the groom’s family, as well as an impartial third party.”

  Dwynfel: “Weren’t you like six when you got married?”

  Rosario: “I was five.”

  Dwynfel: “No wonder you were deemed too young.”

  Rosario: “Indeed. They normally wait until the boy is at least twelve before the wedding happens so that the bedding ceremony can be completed… but there was an imminent war that warranted our wedding be expedited.”

  Dwynfel: “Why twelve?”

  Kiyui: “Because twelve is the age when most boys start producing the relevant fluids.”

  Dwynfel: “Just because they can produce the fluids… it doesn’t mean they are ready for… that!”

  Kiyui: “I completely agree. People are ready when they are ready, not because they reach a specific day on a calendar. That being said, it’s worse for girls, they are considered ready as soon as they start to bleed. And I knew a girl who started when she was eight, which is definitely not an age that I would consider even close to being ready. Although, of course, that is not the normal age. It is normally somewhere between ten and fifteen.”

  I mean… I would say that nobody is ready at twelve… but clearly, I’m outvoted on that here. But, come on… eight… that is… vile… urgh.

  Rosario: “These marriages are political in nature. It is our responsibility to be ready for them. They can avert wars and secure prosperity for our people.”

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  Dwynfel: “I understand that… but come on... twelve… eight… those ages are far too young.”

  Rosario: “I am inclined to agree with you about eight being too young. I certainly would have had no idea what I was doing at eight.”

  Dwynfel: “But you know what is involved now?”

  Rosario: “I have researched the act of procreation.

  Fucking rich people… that is just so… wrong… on so many levels. I think I might throw up… shit… would he be insulted if I did… I can feel it in my mouth… shit… swallow it… swallow it.

  I get that this entire marriage was for the purpose of averting a war… but come on… seriously… he’s eleven. He shouldn’t be researching how to have sex.

  Kiyui: “Just checking, but what form did this research take?”

  Rosario: “I asked one of the butlers to explain. It is other matters that concern me.”

  Kiyui: “We’ll help in any way that we can.”

  Rosario: “Well, the first thing. It’s because… well… she is a fully grown woman. I will only be twelve. I fear that I will be… inadequate.”

  That makes sense… he is a child… and he still will be. I know Kiyui lost his virginity at twelve… but he is far from normal in that regard… and at least the people he lost it with were also twelve… or maybe thirteen… he never specified.

  Putting pressure on this boy to provide children at this age is just insane… even if it is in the name of a political alliance.

  Dwynfel: “If you are worried because you are young, then just wait a bit longer. You can even tell your dad that you are trying… he doesn’t need to know. It can take women ages to get pregnant.”

  Rosario: “I would rather not do that. If I did, my father would likely suspect that Phoenix is infertile. He was always sceptical of her physical health because of her burns. If I give him reason to think her infertile, he may call the whole marriage into question. I can’t have that… and not because of the alliance. I love her. She has been my wife for most of my life and I cannot imagine my life without her.”

  Kiyui: “What exactly is it about your age that worries you?”

  Rosario: “Well… umm… the first thing… it is best that I just show you.”

  The prince pulled his shorts down and started undoing a strap that was wrapped around his thigh and fucking hell… it’s strapped to his leg… I know equines are known to be large in that department… but fucking hell. As the strap came undone it swung down, making an audible slap against his leg.

  Rosario: “You see… I am the size of a child. How can I possibly satisfy a grown woman?”

  Kiyui burst out laughing.

  Rosario: “Do not mock me. I am not fully grown yet…”

  Kiyui: “Oh, Rosario. You are just the sweetest thing.”

  Kiyui stood up from his chair and turned around. Kiyui was still naked himself and gestured to his own penis.

  Kiyui: “We are both the same height. Yours is way bigger than mine, and you’re only eleven. Human females are not like equine females. Trust me, you will be more than enough. Fun fact, in a few years you will probably have to hold back a few inches to avoid hurting her.”

  Rosario: “Really?”

  Kiyui: “Why on earth would I make that up? Dwynfel, show him yours… Dwynfel?”

  I can’t stop staring at it… it’s like a pendulum… stop looking at it for fuck’s sake… it just hangs there… swaying from side to side… every time he moves… even slightly… it sways more… it’s like it’s always in motion… it doesn’t stop… it’s almost hypnotic…

  Kiyui: “Dwynfel!”

  Dwynfel: “Huh?”

  Rosario: “Is Kiyui correct? Will I be satisfactory?”

  Dwynfel: “Yes… it’s huge… can we move on?”

  Rosario began to strap it back up and pull his shorts up. As he did, he continued to talk.

  Rosario: “The other thing about my youth that concerns me is… well… technical capability. As you have probably guessed, I am not exactly well versed in… pleasuring women. I know from the butler that the act of sex is a rather in and out motion. He said that was all I needed to do. But I get the feeling from him that he was just saying that because I am a prince and princes aren’t required to make much effort. But as I said before, I care about her. I do not want her to just lie back and wait for it to be over. I wish for her to enjoy the experience.”

  Well, he is barking up the wrong tree asking us. Me, who is terrified of female contact. And Kiyui, the most homosexual person that I have ever met.

  Dwynfel: “I’m afraid that I am of no use to you there… my knowledge of pleasuring women is absolutely nil.”

  Kiyui: “Well, you’re right, your butler described what is going to be fun for you, but not even remotely how to engage her. With women it’s all about the clitoris.”

  Dwynfel: “The what now?”

  Kiyui: “It is pretty much front and centre, kind of above the entrance to the vagina.

  I gestured towards my crotch area.

  Dwynfel: “I thought the whole downstairs area was the vagina?”

  Kiyui: “The vagina is just the… passage… if you will, that leads to baby making equipment.”

  Rosario: “What were you saying about this… clitoris?”

  Kiyui: “Basically, what you want to do is cause as much friction as possible during the thrusting. My advice would be to try and move your hips in more of a circular motion.”

  He proceeded to demonstrate… kind of tilting his hips in a way that seemed to cause him to move up and down as well as forwards and backwards.

  Kiyui: “This will cause you to rub against the clitoris instead of just bashing against it. Of course, if you find that tricky, you can always use your tongue and get her off before you even go in. Women aren’t like us, they can have multiple orgasms, they don’t need recovery time in between. So, you can make her orgasm first, that way it won’t matter so much if you haven’t got the technique completely down. Or if you don’t last long. Both of which are perfectly understandable for your first time.”

  Rosario: “I truly appreciate your assistance in this matter…”

  Well, now I’m confused.

  Dwynfel: “Hang on… how do you know so much about vaginas? I thought you were all about servicing men?”

  Kiyui: “Oh, penises are very much my bread and butter. But I used to live with prostitutes remember? They talk… unless they were just making stuff up to mock me. Which I doubt, because I have serviced a few females in my time. Although I never penetrated any of them. And I did work with a hermaphrodite once, that was fun. So, I do know for a fact that the clitoris is a thing because I’ve seen it. And I really don’t understand why so many men seem to have trouble finding the thing.”

  Well… if nothing else… I’ve certainly learned a few things this morning… but still… fucking hell… I still haven’t recovered from the size of the prince’s penis… seriously… why am I surrounded by disturbingly well-endowed children? Is the world is just conspiring to make me feel inadequate?

  Kiyui: “Of course, if you are still worried about technique then I could link you to a few prostitutes. I’m sure they would happily teach you some tricks in exchange for some coin.”

  Rosario: “Your offer is appreciated; however, I shall refrain. I am married and I do not wish to break the vows that I made. It would be indecent. As well as being greatly disrespectful to Phoenix.”

  Wow… I have to say… he’s actually pretty decent and respectable for a royal. Most royals seem to spend their lives in sin and debauchery whilst simply maintaining an image of being respectable. The amount of illegitimate bastards that hang from their family trees is equal parts disgusting and impressive. But this prince seems like the real deal.

  Kiyui: “You are significantly more honourable than most men, Rosario. Phoenix is lucky to have you. Is anything else worrying you?”

  The prince looked down… seemingly even more nervous than before. He bit his lip slightly.

  Rosario: “Umm… well… I am rather unsure of… how do I make the request of her?”