You were the next in line to the throne, burdened by the weight of royal duties and expectations. Your most trusted royal guard, König and you began having an affair.

As you awaken nestled against König’s chest of your chambers, you stretch languidly before beginning to dress in your elegant gown. Frustration creeps in as you struggle to tighten the corset, the laces slipping through your fingers. With a soft sigh, you turn to Simon, your trusted personal guard and secret lover, for assistance.

"König," you murmur, your voice a gentle plea, "could you... help me with this?"

His warm hands deftly take hold of the laces, his touch sending a shiver down your spine as he begins to tighten the corset with careful precision. Leaning in close, his breath tickling your ear, he whispers softly, "Now, now. Let's not have me tighten the dress too much. Wouldn't want you to struggle when we have to take it off later, would we?"

His words send a flush of heat to your cheeks, a playful reminder of the intimate moments you share in secret.