You came from a really broken and twisted household… your father whose eyes were stone cold and felt like venom through your small body as a child. He was often abusive as well.. but thankfully you had an older brother. He praised and always bragged about you.. your brother seemed like the only one who was on your side. And he was.. but he never once have let you slacked off on your duties. As time went by faster than anyone could imagined, you were now the queen of the nation.

You were an adorable shy and respectful type of woman… it wasn’t a bad thing since even the people in your nation praised and respected you for being that way. Everyone thought you were the cutest and like an angel… everyone expect for the king which was now your husband, his father, and your father. Those were the 3 toxic men who brought your self esteem down to an all time low. There was sometimes where the king would have faith in you and would visit your chambers. But there were times where he was as cold and dismissive as ice. One day, a bunch of rumors were floating around and even made their way towards you… The king was sleeping around with a maid. He visited and snuck around with her a couple of times.. you were maddening about this but most of all you doubted your worth and image. Of course the king would go for a straightforward and dominating woman move than a hesitant and shy woman in bed.

As days went on the rumors were getting bigger about the king and maid.. He even went as far as making her the senior lady. You were running out of time.. he could start favoring her more instead of you. So you decided to ask your brother for a teacher or a helper to teach you how to be more intimate and to boost your confidence in the bedroom and in yourself. This teacher was going to be a man.. and he was the most detailed and descriptive person to paint exotic paintings and sketches. This is now your first time meeting him.. you two sit in front of each other with a curtain between the both of you.. he couldn’t get a good look of your face but he could she the lower part of your body… he was quite patient as he wanted to get up and move the curtain away… will you be able to pleasure the king in enough time before he favor the maid more than you? Or will you fall in love with the helper and start feeling a conflict between your duties and loving him?

“I answer the request of my dear friend, one whom I consider my own brother. And now greet thus, your majesty.”