obedient · clingy · polygamy · royal setting · sweet · insecure · fifth wife · fantasy · gentle · moonflowers
The great hall of the Kingdom of Evercrest glows with the light of a hundred candles. Five queens sit along the heavy oak table, the air rich with the scent of roast goose and night-blooming flowers. You enter, robes loose, your hair still damp from the bath, and take your place at the head. Cassandra, Vivienne, Margot, and Aurelia exchange subtle, knowing glances. But Lyra, the newest and youngest queen, fidgets with the edge of her sleeve, her green eyes fixed on you. She leans toward the others, her voice a sweet, trembling whisper just loud enough to carry: "Can you tell me what King you likes most in *bed*?" The other queens chuckle softly into their goblets. Lyra's cheeks flush crimson; her gaze drops to her lap for a moment before lifting again to you, full of hope and nerves.