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Sophie and her sister Inge compare thee gifts they've received from Inge's future Mother-in-Law, Queen Orema. The two wolves behold luxurious jewelry and fine lingerie before being ushered away to breakfast where Sophie's father informs her that she is expected to make an appearance at a garden party later in the afternoon for some schmoozing with nobles and foreign dignitaries. But before then, Kresta is itching to show her friend a discovery she's made. ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "As the morning progresses, Sophie and her sister Inge compare thee gifts they've received from Inge's future Mother-in-Law, Queen Orema. The two wolves behold luxurious jewelry and fine lingerie before being ushered away to breakfast where Sophie's father informs her that she is expected to make an appearance at a garden party later in the afternoon for some schmoozing with nobles and foreign dignitaries. But before then, Kresta is itching to show her friend a discovery she's made. ", "writing": "The outfit Hanah had laid out was a deep blue vest and a pair of black tights, it allowed Sophie to continue wearing what she already had on since they were fresh. Her shorts worked as suitable underwear as she donned the black tights. Sophie lifted her tail to admire her ass in the mirror for a moment before there was a knock at the door, this time it was the hidden door to the service corridor. Moments later, it opened as the knocker was evidently too impatient to wait for a reply. \nSophie was surprised to see Inge emerge from the door. Her room was only a few doors down, and she could have easily just walked down the hallway to get here. Her use of the service corridor meant that what she had to say was desperately urgent, or the hallway outside was full of people she didn’t feel like dealing with, and considering that today was the rehearsal for her wedding, Sophie took an educated guess that it was the latter. \n\n\n“Good morning Princess Inge, I hope you had a fine sleep.” Hanah said as she beat Sophie to the punch. \n\n\n“Hello Hanah,” Inge said in her customarily soft voice, a smile on her face as she spoke. “Queen Orema and I had a lovely walk in the gardens after the banquet, so I think I got more sleep than most people around here.” she continued. \n\n\n“Oh certainly, most people were up all night, I gather.” Hanah replied, shooting Sophie a mischievous look as she did so. \n\n\nSophie merely rolled her eyes as the exchange went unnoticed by her younger sister. \n\n\n“To what do we owe the pleasure of your company this morning?” Hanah asked. \n\n\n“Oh, I just wanted to show Sophie something, the queen had a few more gifts for me, and I thought she’d like to see them since it’s unlikely that we’ll get the chance to see each other much today.” \n\n\n“Sure!” Sophie replied excitedly, if the gifts were from Queen Orema, then they were bound to be something worth taking the time to see. \n\n\n“You two young ladies have fun!” Hanah called as the princesses walked together out of the room. “I’ll have these sheets changed for you when you get back!” Sophie heard the maid call as she closed the door, she just had to slip in one final tease as they departed. \n\n\n“So what did you and the queen talk about?” Sophie asked as they made their way through the cramped corridor. \n\n\n“Oh, mostly just about my feelings towards all this, the wedding, her son, leaving the palace.” Inge replied in a casual tone. \n\n\n“I see…so how do you feel about those things?” \n\n\nInge sighed as she paused to contemplate her sister’s question. \n\n\n“Everyone is asking me how I feel about leaving the palace and the court.” She replied, her voice sounding exasperated. \n\n\n“Oh no doubt, it's just that when you move away we won’t get to see each other very often.” Sophie’s response was designed to let Inge know that her dear sister was doing more than just prying and that her questions came from a place of genuine care. \n\n\n“I know, it's something that weighs on me, but it's not like we can’t write to each other.”\n\n\n“That's true, and I know you find the palace to be stuffy and pompous.” Inge interjected Sophie’s statement with a short “mhm” before the dark-furred wolf continued. “I’m just making sure that you’re happy about all this.” \n\n\n“I am, I know that in marrying Elam I’ll be giving up certain things, but I love him, and like I said, we’ll still be able to write, and see each other too!” Inge gave her sister a reassuring smile as she held the older girl's hands in hers. \n\n\n“Now come on and take a look at what the queen gave me!” \n\n\nIn a short time, the two girls came to the door leading into Inge’s room. The interior was much like Sophie’s, with expertly crafted furniture made of fine burlwood leafed with gold. The main difference was that the walls in Inge’s room were painted a light pin,k whereas Sophie’s were a light blue. Upon the neatly made bed were several boxes similar to that which Sophie had received. \n\n\n“I noticed some of these on your bed too, what did you get?” Inge asked innocently. \n\n\nSophie conveniently left out the buttplug as she described the items she had received. While they were likely nothing compared to what lay hidden in the packages on Inge’s bed, Sophie was still on her way to accumulating a fine set of crown jewels of her own. Her family did maintain a set of formal crown jewels, but they were modest in comparison to anything the dragons had, and were only used for special occasions like royal coronations, while the dragons used any excuse to cover themselves in precious materials.\n\n\n“I guess the queen told you about the different ways that dragons um…consummate a wedding?” Sophie asked, noting her sister’s lack of surprise at the gift of a set of intimate lingerie she had been given.\n\n\nInge blushed at Sophie’s question, the skin under her bright white fur flushing and causing her snout to transform into a pale pink. \n\n\n“She did, yes, and this is um…mine.” \n\n\nInge lifted the lid off the largest box, and Sophie gasped as she beheld what was inside. Rather than intimate underwear made of the finest lace, the “clothes,” if they could be called that, were a top and bottom set of underwear made of some of the finest jewelry work that either of the girls had ever seen. Both the top and bottom were made of bright white gold, the metal crafted to resemble branches and leaves, each leaf glittered and sparkled with diamonds, thousands in total, while large blue sapphires of various magnificent teardrop cuts resembled acorns and berries. Between the breast cups sat a large oval sapphire that was encircled by diamonds. From that hung an even larger pear-shaped sapphire with a set of diamond-studded leaves separating the two. The top was unique in that rather than wrapping over the shoulders like a regular bra, it went across the chest to form a pendant where another stunning oval-shaped sapphire hung from a chain made of the same gold and gem-encrusted vine. The entire ensemble was held to the wearer by white silk straps that tied behind the back to hold the heavy thing up. \nThe bottoms were made of the same pattern, and like Sophie’s, were crotchless, though they had a string of white pearls rather than black ones. Sophie noted that this string was held on on both ends by two small clasps meaning that it could be removed, thus granting access to the wearer's womanhood. Sophie picked them up, noting the weight of the bottom half of the outfit, silently wondering how this was supposed to say on one’s hips. She noted that there was a hole in the back for a tail that could too be unclasped to allow Igne to put it on and work the white gold vine over the top of her tail and secure it. The back was full, and would fully cover the girl’s bottom, not that it would matter because there was no silk or cloth of any kind behind the intricate metal work, meaning that any observer could see the wearer's rear through the pattern. \n\n\n“This is incredible…” Sophie said wide-eyed as she beheld the masterpiece in front of her. \n\n\n“The Queen had her personal jeweler make it for me, her’s is just the bottoms though since dragons don’t have…you know.” Inge paused as she watched her sister’s amazement. \n\n\n“It's a shame she doesn’t have any more sons, otherwise I would seduce him if she gives out things like THIS.” Sophie said with a laugh as she set the bottoms back down in the box. \n\n\n“Well…” Inge said, her voice trailing off. \n\n\n“What?” Sophie asked, her attention fully captured. \n\n\n“Orema said that if you want, when you get married, she can have a set made for you, since you know, we’re family and all that now.”\n\n\nSophie’s eyes went wide. She wasn’t a very materialistic girl, but a set of jewels like this didn’t exactly come around very often. What was lying on the bed was worth more than her kingdom’s crown jewels put together. \n\n\n“She’s having a set made for Heidi since she’s married already, she said that she doesn’t want her to feel neglected.” Inge continued. \n\n\n“I wonder if she’ll give one to mother.” Sophie said with a sarcastic giggle. \n\n\n“She didn’t say, but it's possible,” Inge replied. “Just DON’T tell Heidi.” \n\n\n“I won’t tell her, I’ll keep it a surprise.” Sophie said, crossing her snout in an “X” with her finger. \n\n\n“She told me that these are given to royal women to wear on their wedding night…and also when trying for a baby,” Inge said, her blush deepening. “Sometimes they’re passed down, or kept with the crown jewels, but each girl gets her own.” Both Inge and Sophie shuddered internally at the idea of receiving such a thing from their mother. “She said that she just couldn’t stand the notion of me not being ‘properly embellished for your wedding night,’ as she put it.”\n\n\n“I don’t know how Heidi would react to such a thing” Sophie stated, while she herself would be delighted, albeit slightly embarrassed to own such a fancy and intimate item, her older sister had always had a more “proper” attitude. \n\n\n It was not to say that Heidi wasn’t kind and loving, for she certainly was, but she wasn’t exactly the sensual or openly sexual type. Her public attitude was more reserved and motherly, it was likely that such a blatant display of sex and romance would just make her blush and hide it away in a drawer, under her panties and never to be mentioned except for special occasions like her husband’s birthday. At least that’s how her younger sisters saw her. The reality was that the married she-wolf enjoyed a very healthy sex life with her husband and was keen on adding things to their bedroom to keep their romance fresh and exciting, even if they often had to work around their two young pups.\n\n\n“Maybe, she's changed a lot since getting married though.” Inge replied. \n\n\n‘I suppose that’s true.” Sophie said, conceding the point. \n\n\nBefore meeting her husband Andrei, Heidi had been the prim and proper princess that took no nonsense from anyone and was a stickler for protocol, even correcting her siblings and parents on matters of courtly decorum on occasion, something that got her scolded by their father on a couple of occasions since she had done it in front of some nobles. But after living with a man from a working class background, her attitude had softened considerably and she was no longer the stiff, snobbish royal that many knew her to be. She wore simpler clothing and spoke in a more relaxed tone with less of an emphasis on big words, complex sentences, and a high-born accent. She smiled more and wasn’t afraid to let her husband kiss, hug, and even squeeze her butt in public, despite a few shaking noble heads. And unlike most highborn women, she insisted on breastfeeding her children rather than passing them off to a wet nurse. She would do it whenever the pups needed feeding, regardless of where she was or who she was with, they would simply have to deal with it, as Heidi’s authority was unchanged, even if her attitude very much was. \n\n\n“I think Andrei would feel betrayed if she hid it away.” Inge said with a chuckle. \n\n\nBoth girls shared a quick laugh as Inge moved to open the next box. Inside was a pair of gloves like what Sophie had been given, only these were full-fingered and made of shiny white silk, the surface of which was crossed with small diamonds woven in that shimmered as the gloves were moved around. They were impressive, though after seeing the masterpiece set of intimates, Sophie was less carried away as she became inoculated to the sight of gems. \nAnother box contained a tail band, made of the same white gold, diamond and sapphire pattern that the lingerie were made out of, Sophie thought that this might be a subtle hint to the dragon courtesans who would undoubtedly be clamoring for as many details as possible, considering this was the first wolf to marry into their royal family.\n\n\n“I’m a bit embarrassed by this one..” Inge held her hand over the lid of the last box, her face wearing a nervous expression. \n\n\n‘Oh gods did she get one too’ Sophie thought to herself. \n\n\n“I think I know what it is” \n\n\n“D-did you get one too?” the white wolf asked, her hand still guarding the lid. \n\n\n“Well, show me and I’ll answer.” \n\n\nInge slowly removed the lid of the box to let her sister peek inside. \n\n\n“Yup, I got one of those too, different stone though, mine is a star ruby, and yellow gold.” Sophie stated as she confirmed her suspicions of the box's contents. \n\n\n“O-oh my…” Inge’s eyes went wide as she contained a giggle, her nerves dissipating as her sister confirmed that she’d received a similar gift.\n\n\nThe stone in this plug differed greatly from Sophie’s however, as rather than round, the large vivid blue diamond was a rectangular cushion cut. The rest of it was crafted of white gold, though the plug itself was the same small walnut size. \n\n\n“I wonder if Heidi also got one.” Sophie said as she admired the rare diamond, she couldn't help but visualize what it would look like nestled in her sister’s bottom, despite the connotations, she felt a slight twinge of jealousy towards Elam.\n\n\n“Oh gods, I have to know now.” Inge replied with a chuckle. “I never in my life even thought of anything like this.” The white wolf spoke as she placed the anal ornament back in its box. \n\n\n“Does Kresta have any?” she asked.\n\n\n“I don’t know! That's not something I’d just ask!” Sophie replied in a heightened tone, though not an upset one. “Hey Kresta, would you happen to have any jewelry that you shove up your ass?” She continued in a tone mocking herself asking the question. \n\n\n“She’d probably say yes.” Inge replied with a giggle. \n\n\n“I wouldn’t doubt it.” Sophie said in a flat, almost disappointed tone. “I’ll ask her later.” \n\n\n“Speaking of later, we should probably go to breakfast before it's over.” Inge said as she reminded her sister of the hour. \n\n\n“I hope there’s bacon…” Sophie’s voice trailed off as her mind suddenly drifted off, lost in the image of warm breakfast food, her body now reminding her how hungry she was.\n\n\nBreakfast was a lavish affair with small mountains of pancakes, eggs, sausage, fruit, and much to Sophie’s delight, mounds of delicious bacon, regular, pepper and maple. Each guest ate their fill for the morning, slathering golden butter and dousing the flapjacks in thick maple syrup. The wolf’s kingdom was blessed with dense maple forests, and as suc,h their syrup was a valued export. The seating was the same as the banquet the night before, with long tables and bench seats, while the royal families sat at the far end of the hall perpendicular to the other tables. As Sophie and Inge made their way inside, they noticed the room was nearly half full as people still trickled in. After such festivities the night before it was to be expected that many were choosing to sleep in, while others undoubtedly weren't exactly choosing as such. \n\n\n“Good morning ladies, how did you sleep?” Their father asked as the girls took their seats next to Heidi. \n\n\nThe family sat with the highest ranking member, their father, at the far end with his wife sat to their left followed by the children in order of age with Heidi being first followed by Sophie and finally Inge who sat at the end. \n\n\n“It was fair.” Sophie said plainly as she took her seat. \n\n\n“Me too.” Inge added. \n\n\nMagnus nodded in approval, it was clear from his appearance that he hadn’t had much sleep the night before. His fur was neat and clean as it always was, but both girls knew their father well enough to be able to look at his eyes and tell his level of exhaustion, something the king frequently dealt with in the governance of his realm. \n\n\n“Well good, because we have a long day ahead of us today, especially you Inge so eat up.” \n\n\n“Mhm” their mother hummed matter-of-factly as she sipped on a glass of juice.\n\n\nSophie poured herself a cup of coffee from the large silver pot placed between her and Heidi, as her father did the same with his, it was undoubtedly not his first one of the morning. The young wolf took some extra bacon for herself as well as two sausage links, a scoop of scrambled egg,s and a pancake. Inge’s nerves had set in after her father’s warning of a long day and suddenly the girl’s appetite had vanished. Sophie could sense her sister squirming in her chair as she sat staring at her empty plate. \n\n\n“Hey, it's fine, it’s just some final fittings and stuff like that.” Sophie whispered into her sister’s ear while her hand gently caressed the white wolf’s thigh.\n\n\n“I-I know, it's just still so surreal, like it's a dream.” There was clear anxiety in Inge’s voice as she struggled to get the words out. \n\n\n“Just take some breaths and eat a little bit, going about on an empty stomach isn’t going to help.” \n\n\n“Yeah…sure.” Inge conceded as she placed a small mound of eggs and a few pieces of bacon on her plate. \n\n\nSophie gave her sister one final encouraging pat on her thigh before she returned her attention to her own plate. She hoped that nobody else had noticed the exchange, she knew that the last thing Inge needed was more people worried about her. Soon she noticed Inge going back for seconds as the warm food worked its magic and settled the girl down.\n\n\n“Good morning Sophieeeeee” A pair of hands clamped onto the wolf’s shoulders as the unmistakable sound of Kresta’s voice hissed in Sophie’s ear. \n\n\n“Oh! Hey, good morning!” Sophie turned her head as the sudden touch caught her by surprise. \n\n\nKresta began to gently massage her friend's shoulders as she spoke. \n\n\n“I’m surprised you made it to breakfast girl, you put a hurting on that ale last night.” \n\n\nHeidi chuckled next to Sophie as she put her coffee cup up to her snout. \n\n\n“I had a good time too, I’ll tell you all about it later.” Sophie could tell by the tone in Kresta’s voice that she wasn’t talking about the dancing. \n\n\n“I’m sure you will, but for now she needs to finish her breakfast.” Heidi interjected, even with her more casual mood these days she remained a stickler for table manners.\n\n\nKresta didn’t take offense to being told off, she relished her ability to ruffle the tails of the comparatively prudish wolves. Immediately, she turned her attention to the older princess. \n\n\n“So where are Andrei and the puppies, I haven’t seen them at all?”\n\n\nHeidi set her fork down as she finished her bite before speaking to the young dragon looming over her shoulder. \n\n\n“They’re upstairs having their own breakfast, maybe if there's time after the rehearsal, you can come visit.” Heidi said with a warm smile. \n\n\nNormally, the royal family took their meals in the private dining room upstairs, where the entire floor was reserved for their privacy, but seeing as it was a formal occasion with guest,s they could not be seen to be snubbing anyone. \n\n\n“Oh I’d love that very much, I’ve heard that baby wolves are just the cutest!” Kresta gleefully replied as she missed Heidi’s subtle indication. \n\n\n“Mhm, that's why I had two of them.” Heidi said with a wink.\n\n\nKresta laughed as Heidi set herself up for one of the dragon’s famous jabs. \n\n\n“So, how much cuteness do you think you’ll end up having?” The dragon smirked as she laid out the question. \n\n\n“I think I have enough for the moment.” Heidi replied flatly, two pups was a lot to handle. \n\n\nSophie couldn’t resist the opportunity to pounce on her sister further however, and quickly added her voice to Kresta’s assault. \n\n\n“As much as Andrei feels like giving her.” \n\n\n“Oh you beast!” Heidi playfully swatted Sophie as Inge chuckled to herself. \n\n\nTogether the three girls laughed at the unexpected quip. \n\n\n“Ok ladies, that's quite enough.” Queen Elana spoke in a gentle tone from beside her husband to quiet them down. \n\n\nThe Queen had been having a rough morning as the dreaded morning sickness had ramped up from the added stress of the wedding. She had been doing her best not to strain herself and to keep away from as many public appearances as possible so that she could relax during this delicate stage of her pregnancy. As such, she was not in the mood to listen to the crude humor coming from her daughters and so gingerly shut it down. \nKresta shared one last giggling smile with Sophie before she returned to her table to finish her breakfast. Notably absent from her table was Elam, Inge’s future husband. In keeping with wolf tradition, he was not to see or otherwise have contact the day before the wedding and would only see her again when he walked down the aisle to marry her. It was no doubt hard on him, as dragon tradition was quite the opposite, with the wedding being the final culmination of several rituals and traditions that the couple would perform together. Though Krenin had told his son to view it as a test of his commitment and willpower, that if he could endure the differences in the wolf ceremonies, then that only meant that he was a good fit for King Magnus’s daughter. He had imposed on Elam the importance of patience in adhering to the Wolven customs, as it was a tremendous sign of trust and respect from his friend to allow Inge to be married into a foreign family and leave her home court, and the dragon king demanded from his son that such levels of respect be returned. \n\n\nMagnus now spoke up as Elana removed her hand from her oldest daughter’s thigh. \n\n\n“After breakfast you’ll have an hour before the rehearsal starts, Sophie are you listening?”\n\n\nSophie set down her cup as she turned to face her sire. \n\n\n“Yes father.” She replied in a proper tone. \n\n\n“Good, because after the rehearsal there's a luncheon, a tea party thing in the gardens. I need you to go with me.” \n\n\n“What! Why me?” Sophie asked in shock, she had wanted to spend the afternoon with Kresta. \n\n\n“Because you have responsibilities girl! Your mother needs to rest and Inge will be secluded until the wedding, and Heidi needs to watch after the little ones.” The King’s voice left no room for negotiations. \n\n\n“It’s time you start taking on more duties as a Princess, you’re 19 and people are starting to ask questions. Plus, it's a mixer so you can socialize a little bit.” His voice was softer now. \n\n\n“Yeah…alright.” There was a slightly defeated tone to Sophie’s voice as she accepted the inevitable. \n\n\n“Look, it's not going to be that bad, you might even meet someone you like.” her father said with a smile. \n\n\n“All the finest nobles have their sons here for the wedding.” Her mother added with a wink. \n\n\n“Ugg I know, that's what bothers me.” \n\n\nMagnus opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by his wife. \n\n\n“Don’t worry yourself honey, you’ll find someone perfect for you soon.” She said in a soothing voice. \n\n\nSophie knew what her mother meant. Being one of the younger children, she had more options than Heid,i who was obligated to marry a commoner of their kingdom. Sophie could pick anyone that she fell in love with, regardless of their social status, and since the precedent had just been set with Inge, of any species too, as there were more than just dragons and wolves running around in the world. Though the attitude of many of the nobles toward her had caused the young woman to essentially write them off completely as a social class. She had often contemplated following in Heidi’s footsteps and heading out into one of the medium-sized towns and cities dotted around the kingdom, disguised as a regular subject to find a man, though she had always figured that her size would give her away. \nIn this sense, she was glad to be the middle child, as if she were the oldest, and had such issues then it would likely be a much bigger problem for her and her family that she was not yet married. With Heidi it had been a quite simple undertaking, as per tradition, and the la,w she had gone out and lived in a town amongst the common folk, disguised herself as a seamstress working in a local shop. It had only been a couple of months before she met Andrei, and quickly the two fell in love. By the time she revealed her true identity to him and proposed marriage, the couple were already sharing a bed and having flings behind the smithy where he worked as a blacksmith. This preemptive intimacy was a slight break from royal tradition but not one that would cause any real trouble if it came out since the common folk were more apt to share intimacy before getting married than those of the upper class. \nSophie stared blankly up at the ceiling as she lay back in her bed, the fresh sheets enveloping her in a cool and soft embrace, her belly pleasantly full from breakfast. The room now smelled of lavender while the boxes of gifts sat neatly atop the squat dresser pushed against the far wall across from the bed. The weight of the expectations placed upon her shoulders was beginning to drag her down, the initial child-like joy of seeing her friend again had now worn off as reality set in. Her father was right, there were responsibilities that she had as a Princess that couldn’t be shirked. For years, she had been able to escape, using her youth as a shield to dodge the heavy burden of royalty, but being in her 19th year, that youth was quickly fading into adulthood and there would soon be no excuses for her absence. Quickly her hour of respite came to a close as there was a knock at the door followed by the voice of Igor reminding her of the hour. \n\n\n“Thank you Igor, I’ll be right down!” Sophie called from her bed, the wolf taking one last sigh before hoisting herself off the mattress. \n\n\nThe halls and corridors were nearly empty as Sophie traversed through them, it was rare that one could walk about undisturbed like this during the daytime. At night, things had an eerie look and feel about them, something that had frightened her as a child, but no,w well into her teen years, Sophie enjoyed taking strolls around the palace at night. She was more of a night owl than most and found comfort in the solitude, often the only others awake at these hours were the guards performing their patrols who never bothered her. But now with warm daylight streaming through the windows, it just felt off. \nAs Sophie entered the great hall she was immediately flanked by Igor who seemed to just materialize out of nothingness, it was a rather annoying skill of his. \n \n“I believe you’re just in time your highness, we’re still waiting on a few more stragglers.” He said as he clasped his hands behind his back. \n\n\nUnlike the other servants, Igor wasn’t restricted to the same uniform and could wear whatever he wanted. On this day the old wolf wore a dark blue tunic with gold trim along with a pair of black slacks. Normally, he wasn’t this fancy and dressed rather modestly, but this was a special occasion. As the two of them walked, Sophie noticed the rows upon rows of chairs that were still being arranged in preparation for the wedding, the service staff working in coordinated groups to make all the arrangements in time. Throngs of people would be packed into this grand and opulent space, most of whom had no connection to either family but whose exclusion would undoubtedly cause problems across both kingdoms. The grand entrance hall where Sophie had greeted Kresta was quickly transforming before their eyes as not only were seats being placed but large garlands were being wrapped around the imposing carved stone pillars that flanked either side of the mighty room, while the high vaulted ceilings where impressive chandeliers hung were being rigged to shower the aisle with tulip petals. The workers scrambled along the scaffolding to make last-minute checks, they would undoubtedly be here all night clearing away the scaffolding and tools that hid the rows and rows of suits of armor, weapons, and paintings that adorned the walls. The far end of the grand entrance opened up into a wider square with large intricately carved wooden doors on its three walls, the farthest being the entrance to the reception hall where they had eaten breakfast. It was here that the small concealed entrance to the service corridors the girls had escaped to was located, and where the wedding itself would take place in front of the spectators. \n\n\n“Ah, Sophie, perfect, I think it's just Heidi that we’re waiting on now.” Magnus said as he patted his daughter on the shoulder. \n\n\n“I believe that her highness was on her way down with her husband and the little ones, ah, speaking of…” Igor turned and gestured to the far entrance of the great hall as the heavy door swung open to reveal Heidi, Andrei and the two little pups, one held by each of their parents,who walked down the aisle to where the groups were standing.\n\n\n“Sorry we’re late, Klara was being fussy so I had to feed her.” Heidi apologized as she repositioned her young daughter in her arms. \n\n\nKlara was still breastfeeding while Felix, her son and the older of the two, was eating solid, albeit softer foods. \n\n\n“Oh that's ok, let me have the little grub.” Magnus said with a warm smile as he reached for his granddaughter. \n\n\nShe was an adorable little pup, wide-eyed and curious. She wore a light blue dress with a white bow that sat atop her head. Her older brother wore khaki colored shorts coupled with a green tunic. Andrei set him down since the boy could just about walk on his own for short distances, and as such, quickly made his way over to his grandmother before dropping to his knees and refusing to move. \nWith Heidi and Andrei now free, they took their place in the loosely organized group, though Heidi made the mistake of standing next to her father, which prompted little Klara to reach back out for her mother as she nearly threw her tiny body out of her grandfather’s arms. Magnus laughed as Heidi playfully sighed and rolled her eyes as she took her daughter back, her moment of reprieve proving to be nothing more than that. \n\n\n“Good morning, everyone!” \n\n\nSophie recognized the voice of Qeeva, the royal wedding planner. Turning her gaze away from Heidi and Klara, she could see the older dragon standing before them, her hands grasped in front of her chest as she tried to get the family’s attention. \n\n\n“Ah, yes, good morning Qeeva, my apologies.” Magnus said as he motioned with his hand for his family to pay attention. \n\n\n“Not a problem your majesty, I’ve just been going over the plans with his majesty King Krenin and-” Magnus raised his hand to politely cut her off. \n\n\n“Please, just use our names while it's just us, nobody here is a stickler for titles.”\n\n\n“Um, very well…Magnus…right.” The King's request had clearly thrown the dragoness off her game a little, and she required a moment to reset herself before she continued speaking. \n\n\n“Well as we’ve discussed, this is going to be a blended ceremony, normally in our kingdom both families gather around in a circle outside, while in your’s everyone is seated.” Qeeva spoke, her professional tone restored as she rehashed the nature of the ceremony, her eyes moving back and forth between the two kings.\n\n\n“So in melding the two traditions, we’re having the extended family and the invited guests sit while the immediate family stands around the bride and groom.” Qeeva made a circling motion with her arms as she spoke. \n\n\n“So if you’ll come with me.” The dragoness motioned towards Krenin and his family to also follow her. “We have each of your places marked with an ‘X’ put on the floor with tape, each one has your name written upon it.” \n\n\n“Oh yes, I see” Magnus said as he found his mark. \n\n\nEach member of each family stood across from their respective counterparts. The two Kings stood across from one another and were the closest to the crowd, while their wives stood to their right. Heidi stood opposite Krenin’s oldest son, Felnor, and his wife Theia, who held the couple’s young daughter in her arms. Felnor was a deep purple on account of his mother being cobalt blue and his father a deep red, he had gotten an equal part of both while Kresta had gotten more of her father’s color and Elam more of his mother’s. Theia, on the other hand, was a bright white, similar to Inge. The only part of her that had any color besides the soft pink of the inside of her mouth and nose, and presumably other regions, was her eyes, which were a sharp and icy blue. The similarities to Princess Inge were, of course, immediately noticed by both sides, with the dragons in particular being rather enthralled by the rare coincidence. Theia and Felnor’s daughter was a beautiful pastel lavender color, a lovely mix of both of their colors. Elam was of course absent as was Inge, the couple would do individual rehearsals later in the day. \nAs Sophie stood across from Kresta, the two girls shared excited waves as the young wolf felt her spirits lift once more at the sight of her dear friend. Sophie knew that having Kresta standing across from her would make the shortened, but still lengthy, ceremony go by much faster. \n\n\n“Now just keep in mind please everyone, that tomorrow the X’s will NOT be here, instead there will just be a small dot marking the places for you to stand,” Qeela spoke up so her voice reached everyone’s ears. \n\n\n“It shouldn’t be a problem since you’re all going to be in your places well before we start bringing people in. After that, you all pretty much just stand here while the ceremony takes place.” The dragoness continued in her attention-commanding voice. “Once the newlyweds have made their way back down the aisle, you’ll be free to exit to the left and right, respectively. Guards will be posted at the doors to guide you out, \n\n\n“Of course, as you all know by now, this will be followed by a brief reception in the hall behind,” she continued, pointing at the aptly named reception hall. “This will just be for the immediate and extended families. Once you have eaten, the guests will line up in the grand hall to present their gifts to the newlyweds.” \n\n\nThere was a brief pause as Qeela let her message sink in with her small audience before she continued. \n\n\n“But before this happens, those who are participating in the consummation will make their way out of the reception hall with their partners to their respective bedrooms.”\n\n\n“And on that note, that’s all I have for you today. It’s fairly simple on your part thankfully, now I just have to get all these guests and noblemen in order.” She said with a joking smile. \n\n\nThe group chuckled mildly as they politely acknowledged her joke. \n\n\n“I don’t envy you there.” Krenin said as he stepped off his mark, his family followed suit as the two groups began to mingle. \n\n\nKresta skipped the short distance over to Sophie, taking the wolf’s hands in hers. \n\n\n“So, whatcha think?” she asked with a smile. \n\n\n“It looks…interesting.” Sophie responded, unsure of what exactly Kresta was looking for. \n\n\n“HA! It looks boring as hell, it's always what comes after that's fun.” the dragon said with a wink. \n\n\nSophie playfully rolled her eyes in response as she knew full well what she was supposed to do after the wedding. Suddenly, the voice of Magnus interrupted their conversation. \n\n\n“Sophie, you have a little while before the mixer since they have to do their own rehearsals, so if you two want to spend some time together, that's fine, just pay attention to the hour because if I have to send for you…” \n\n\n“Yes father, I understand.” Sophie said flatly. \n\n\n“Three O’clock, sharp.” There was a deadly serious tone in his voice as he subtly reminded Sophie of his authority. \n\n\n“Come on! I have something to show you!” Kresta tugged on Sophie’s sleeve as she pulled the wolf away from her father. \n\n\nMagnus nodded to his daughter as she turned to follow Kresta out of the room. He liked Kresta, but only in small doses. The dragon helped his daughter to get out more and to stretch her wings and be adventurous, but too much of that could be a dangerous thing. Kresta knew the limits, but he feared that Sophie did not, and if she followed her friend's example too closely, it could end disastrously for the girl. He knew what she had gotten up to the night of the banquet. One of the guards patrolling the service corridors had spotted him leaving her room in the morning and had smelled the obvious scent of sex on him. Fearing the worst, he’d had the young man brought to his quarters, where he and his wife had extracted all the details from him. From there, he and Elana had squared off about what to do regarding this development in their daughter’s life, with the queen insisting that it was just a bit of harmless teenage fun and that he was being obtuse about the whole thing. \nMagnus retorted, saying that Sophie should have just taken him for a stroll in the gardens, maybe ended things with a kiss, and if he bothered to keep in contact, then maybe they could have gone further, but to have him shooting ropes all over his daughter on the first night was too much. Ultimately, in the end, Queen Elana had won, stating that Magnus himself had told Sophie that she needed to go out and meet people, and that it wasn’t her fault that things had happened as quickly as they had, especially since dragons are used to a faster-paced romance, and since Sophie was inexperienced in such things. After Magnus had cooled down he’d finally agreed not to confront Sophie about the matter. Reluctantly, he relented to his wife and agreed not to get in the way of their daughter having a bit of fun, so long as that fun remained within limits. \n\n\n“Hey Kresta, wait for me!” Sophie called out to the dragon as she disappeared into one of the service corridors. \n\n\n“Come on slow-poke!” She called back.\n\n\n“What is it that you’re in such a rush to show me anyway?” the young wolf asked as she shut the door to the corridor behind her. \n\n\n“Just trust me! If I told you, you wouldn’t come.” \n\n\n“Oh that makes me feel SO much better.” Sophie retorted sarcastically. \n\n\n“You think so little of me you worry pup.” The dragon replied in a similarly sarcastic tone. “I just found something cool and I want to show you.” She continued in a more normal voice. \n\n\n“Alright, well can I at least get a hint?” Sophie asked as the pair continued down the meandering hallways. \n\n\nUnlike their previous foray into these tunnels, Kresta was now in the lead, confidently leading the she-wolf behind her as she guided her friend towards the secret discovery. \n\n\nKresta thought for a moment as she pondered Sophie’s request for a hint.\n \n“Hmmm, ok. Tails, that's your hint.” \n\n\n“Tails?” Sophie asked incredulously. \n\n\nKresta nodded her head, she was clearly proud of herself over whatever this was. \n\n\nSophie continued to ponder where she was being taken as the pair descended a steep and narrow set of steps. There were no windows here, and the air had a chill to it along with a musty smell that made it very clear that they were now underground. The tunnel in front of them extended into darkness, the floors covered in dust while cobwebs descended from the ceiling, while the walls were lined with copper pipes, their exteriors patched with green. \n\n\n“How the hell did you find this?” Sophie asked as she reluctantly followed Kresta in, it was clear that this passage had not seen use in some time. \n\n\n“I was just wandering around in the corridors after some nobleman’s son I was sleeping with fell asleep after the banquet and just wound up here, but this isn’t what I want to show you.” \n\n\n“Well I’d hope not because this is awful.” Sophie quipped, ignoring the part about the nobleman’s son. \n\n\n“Yes, but where it takes us is most certainly not awful.” \n\n\n“If you say so…” the wolf muttered under her breath. \n\n\n“Here, this should help us see better.” Kresta said as she pulled a small item from her pocket. \n\n\nBy now, the tunnel was nearly pitch black, and even Sophie’s wolf eyes were having trouble seeing anything in the gloom, but soon the corridor was lit by an eerie blue glow emanating from the object in Sophie’s hand. \n\n\n“It’s a moonstone.” Kresta said as she showed Sophie the small orb of light. “You take a regular old moonstone, imbue it with a little bit of magic, and then when you need it it’ll give off the light of whatever moon the spell was cast under.” \n\n\n“That’s incredible! Does it work with sunstone as well?” Sophie asked as she ogled the moonstone. \n\n\n“Sure, if you feel like setting everything on fire.”\n\n\n“I suppose that could have its uses.” Sophie replied lightheartedly. \n\n\n“Ha! You should talk with our arms master, he’d like the way you think.” Together, the girls shared a quick laugh before continuing further. \n\n\nMagic was something that dragons almost exclusively dealt in, though some humans were known to also work with such forces. Only those individuals born with the natural ability were able to weave spells and cast them however, and currently there were no known wolves or members of any other species capable of wielding magic. Though it was rumored that the Lamias possessed some form of wicked blood magic known only to them. However, any definitive knowledge of the legitimacy of this rumor had long since passed from common memory. The usage of magic amongst its practitioners was highly secretive, regardless of race, and lucrative too as even simple magical items such as the one Kresta held were worth small fortunes. Sophie still pondered the small orb as they walked until she noticed a slight downhill feeling to the floor. She knew that the Palace was higher than the city, and this slight slope told her that they were now leaving the Palace grounds. Suddenly, the purpose of the tunnel dawned on her. \n\n\n“This is a water service tunnel, the Palace is higher than the city and the first in line with the mountain river so they have to pass the water through to get down there.” She exclaimed. \n\n\n“This tunnel is ancient, I bet nobody has been down here for a hundred years.”\n\n\n“Well, except me.” Kresta said as she shot Sophie a wink. \n\n\n“We’re almost there, take a left when it splits.” the dragon continued. \n\n\nIndeed, the tunnel did split, with the pipes continuing down their respective paths. Following the left fork, Kresta snuffed out her light, returning the small stone to her pocket. Though this had little effect, as there was now a warm glow emanating from the right corner of the floor, along with the loud splashing of running water. Each of the pipes mounted on the left one by one made a turn off the wall, going across the floor, where they disappeared into the wall. Between each of them was a small metal grate where the light came through. Sophie was about to ask another question when Kresta put her finger to her lips to signal for the wolf to be quiet. With her finger, she pointed at the grates on the floor, mouthing the word “look” as she did so. \nTogether the girls got down on their knees and then their bellies as they carefully scooted closer to the bronze grates, the metal pipe proving uncomfortable as Sophie lay across one of them. As her vision focused in the higher light her eyes went wide. Below her were dozens of young male wolves, all naked. This was a bathhouse, specifically, it was the male cadets’ bathhouse for the city guard. Presumably, that meant that the right-hand split went to the female cadet’s bathhouse. Sophie’s maw hung open. She had never seen a naked male wolf before, her night with Kareem had been the first time she’d seen a boy of any race naked. Of course, she knew roughly what to expect. When she had come of age, her tutors had taught her the differences in male and female anatomy and their respective functions, but this was her first time seeing things in the flesh. \n\n\n“See, I told you it would be good.” Kresta whispered. \n\n\n“I see what you mean by tails now” Sophie whispered back. \n\n\n“Aren’t they so cute?” the dragon continued, but Sophie did not respond, she was too transfixed. \n\n\nThe academy took boys starting at age 16 and graduated them into guardsmen at 20, so all of the boys before her were of a similar age. Sophie’s eyes darted around, not knowing where to focus, there were so many sheaths, pairs of balls, and bare naked rumps that her brain couldn’t focus. Her mind replayed the scenes of her encounter with Kareem, only this time the dragon was replaced with a wolf. She could almost feel the soft fur rubbing against hers, his soft velvety sheath pressed against her wet entrance that his fat tongue had thoroughly lubricated. At least that particular sensation she now understood well enough from her previous trip to her own bathhouse. \n\n\n“Don’t you just wanna dive in there?” Kresta whispered as she again attempted to get Sophie’s attention. \n\n\n“Huh?” the wolf whispered back as she finally pulled her eyes away from the grate. \n\n\n“I said, ‘Don’t you just wanna dive in there?’” she repeated. \n\n\nSophie struggled to come up with a response, a part of her most certainly did want to just dive in there and lift her tail, while another part of her was beginning to feel ashamed for peeping on these boys as they washed off from the morning drills. \n\n\n“I mean…they are cute…” the wolf whispered out meekly. \n\n\nKresta just smiled. She could see right through the wolf’s defenses, she knew the girl was enraptured by the nakedness below. \n\n\n“You know, last night was my first time with a boy wolf.” Kresta said as she was determined to break through to Sophie.\n\n\nSophie just looked at her friend, her eyes remaining wide with attention. \n\n\n“It was incredible, I’ve never taken a cock that could do that before.” Kresta made a ballooning motion with her hands in reference to the male wolf’s knot. \n\n\n“You wolf girls are so lucky, if I had that every night…” \n\n\nSophie blushed and avoided Kresta’s smug gaze, the young she-wolf had just become aware of a growing dampness in the crotch of her underwear as her arousal grew. It was not only from the sight of the boys, but from Kresta’s account of sex with a male of her race. She, too had long been curious at what it felt like to be tied to a man, to feel him lock himself in her depths and fill her with his seed. Unbeknownst to Sophie, her tail had since raised and was wagging gently back and forth, filling the cramped space with the scent of her arousal, which only further alerted Kresta to her victory. \n\n\n“Maybe after the wedding we could…” Kresta continued, pressing her advantage further. \n\n\n“Huh?” Sophie muttered as her eyes were pulled away from the boys once more. \n\n\n“I’m just saying, after the wedding and the consummation, we could ya know…introduce ourselves.” the dragon said with a smile as she gestured at the space below. \n\n\nSophie stared blankly, her mind racing as she contemplated what her friend had just said. Her instinct was to shut her down and refuse point-blank. It was, after all, highly inappropriate behavior for a princess, but if they kept their identities secret, then they might just get away with it. Sophie’s face wasn’t well known amongst the general population, and there were enough dragons in town that Kresta’s presence wouldn’t raise any alarm bells. The wolf’s mind was a battlefield as she weighed her options. \n\n\n‘You’ve wanted to know, you’ve wanted it for so long, why not?’ A part of her brain thought. \n\n\n‘You can’t! If anyone found out it was you, it’d be a scandal!” Another screamed. \n\n\n‘Nobody will know, they don’t know you like they know Inge or Heidi.’ \n\n\nAs her thoughts battled back and forth, her eyes once more returned to the boys beneath them, the vision of their naked bodies swaying her thinking. Kresta was right, they were cute, everything from their faces and fur, their fuzzy looking sheaths and velvety balls, not to mention their pert and toned butts. She wanted to feel them, touch them, taste them, and finally take them. Her mind had finally reached a conclusion, the burning heat between her legs also aiding her decision as the wetness spread across the soft fabric. \n\n\n“Alright, let's do it.” Sophie looked Kresta directly in the eyes, the dragon replying with a mischievous smile.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The outfit Hanah had laid out was a deep blue vest and a pair of black tights, it allowed Sophie to continue wearing what she already had on since they were fresh. Her shorts worked as suitable underwear as she donned the black tights. Sophie lifted her tail to admire her ass in the mirror for a moment before there was a knock at the door, this time it was the hidden door to the service corridor. Moments later, it opened as the knocker was evidently too impatient to wait for a reply.
Sophie was surprised to see Inge emerge from the door. Her room was only a few doors down, and she could have easily just walked down the hallway to get here. Her use of the service corridor meant that what she had to say was desperately urgent, or the hallway outside was full of people she didn’t feel like dealing with, and considering that today was the rehearsal for her wedding, Sophie took an educated guess that it was the latter.


“Good morning Princess Inge, I hope you had a fine sleep.” Hanah said as she beat Sophie to the punch.


“Hello Hanah,” Inge said in her customarily soft voice, a smile on her face as she spoke. “Queen Orema and I had a lovely walk in the gardens after the banquet, so I think I got more sleep than most people around here.” she continued.


“Oh certainly, most people were up all night, I gather.” Hanah replied, shooting Sophie a mischievous look as she did so.


Sophie merely rolled her eyes as the exchange went unnoticed by her younger sister.


“To what do we owe the pleasure of your company this morning?” Hanah asked.


“Oh, I just wanted to show Sophie something, the queen had a few more gifts for me, and I thought she’d like to see them since it’s unlikely that we’ll get the chance to see each other much today.”


“Sure!” Sophie replied excitedly, if the gifts were from Queen Orema, then they were bound to be something worth taking the time to see.


“You two young ladies have fun!” Hanah called as the princesses walked together out of the room. “I’ll have these sheets changed for you when you get back!” Sophie heard the maid call as she closed the door, she just had to slip in one final tease as they departed.


“So what did you and the queen talk about?” Sophie asked as they made their way through the cramped corridor.


“Oh, mostly just about my feelings towards all this, the wedding, her son, leaving the palace.” Inge replied in a casual tone.


“I see…so how do you feel about those things?”


Inge sighed as she paused to contemplate her sister’s question.


“Everyone is asking me how I feel about leaving the palace and the court.” She replied, her voice sounding exasperated.


“Oh no doubt, it's just that when you move away we won’t get to see each other very often.” Sophie’s response was designed to let Inge know that her dear sister was doing more than just prying and that her questions came from a place of genuine care.


“I know, it's something that weighs on me, but it's not like we can’t write to each other.”


“That's true, and I know you find the palace to be stuffy and pompous.” Inge interjected Sophie’s statement with a short “mhm” before the dark-furred wolf continued. “I’m just making sure that you’re happy about all this.”


“I am, I know that in marrying Elam I’ll be giving up certain things, but I love him, and like I said, we’ll still be able to write, and see each other too!” Inge gave her sister a reassuring smile as she held the older girl's hands in hers.


“Now come on and take a look at what the queen gave me!”


In a short time, the two girls came to the door leading into Inge’s room. The interior was much like Sophie’s, with expertly crafted furniture made of fine burlwood leafed with gold. The main difference was that the walls in Inge’s room were painted a light pin,k whereas Sophie’s were a light blue. Upon the neatly made bed were several boxes similar to that which Sophie had received.


“I noticed some of these on your bed too, what did you get?” Inge asked innocently.


Sophie conveniently left out the buttplug as she described the items she had received. While they were likely nothing compared to what lay hidden in the packages on Inge’s bed, Sophie was still on her way to accumulating a fine set of crown jewels of her own. Her family did maintain a set of formal crown jewels, but they were modest in comparison to anything the dragons had, and were only used for special occasions like royal coronations, while the dragons used any excuse to cover themselves in precious materials.


“I guess the queen told you about the different ways that dragons um…consummate a wedding?” Sophie asked, noting her sister’s lack of surprise at the gift of a set of intimate lingerie she had been given.


Inge blushed at Sophie’s question, the skin under her bright white fur flushing and causing her snout to transform into a pale pink.


“She did, yes, and this is um…mine.”


Inge lifted the lid off the largest box, and Sophie gasped as she beheld what was inside. Rather than intimate underwear made of the finest lace, the “clothes,” if they could be called that, were a top and bottom set of underwear made of some of the finest jewelry work that either of the girls had ever seen. Both the top and bottom were made of bright white gold, the metal crafted to resemble branches and leaves, each leaf glittered and sparkled with diamonds, thousands in total, while large blue sapphires of various magnificent teardrop cuts resembled acorns and berries. Between the breast cups sat a large oval sapphire that was encircled by diamonds. From that hung an even larger pear-shaped sapphire with a set of diamond-studded leaves separating the two. The top was unique in that rather than wrapping over the shoulders like a regular bra, it went across the chest to form a pendant where another stunning oval-shaped sapphire hung from a chain made of the same gold and gem-encrusted vine. The entire ensemble was held to the wearer by white silk straps that tied behind the back to hold the heavy thing up.
The bottoms were made of the same pattern, and like Sophie’s, were crotchless, though they had a string of white pearls rather than black ones. Sophie noted that this string was held on on both ends by two small clasps meaning that it could be removed, thus granting access to the wearer's womanhood. Sophie picked them up, noting the weight of the bottom half of the outfit, silently wondering how this was supposed to say on one’s hips. She noted that there was a hole in the back for a tail that could too be unclasped to allow Igne to put it on and work the white gold vine over the top of her tail and secure it. The back was full, and would fully cover the girl’s bottom, not that it would matter because there was no silk or cloth of any kind behind the intricate metal work, meaning that any observer could see the wearer's rear through the pattern.  


“This is incredible…” Sophie said wide-eyed as she beheld the masterpiece in front of her.


“The Queen had her personal jeweler make it for me, her’s is just the bottoms though since dragons don’t have…you know.” Inge paused as she watched her sister’s amazement.


“It's a shame she doesn’t have any more sons, otherwise I would seduce him if she gives out things like THIS.” Sophie said with a laugh as she set the bottoms back down in the box.


“Well…” Inge said, her voice trailing off.


“What?” Sophie asked, her attention fully captured.


“Orema said that if you want, when you get married, she can have a set made for you, since you know, we’re family and all that now.”


Sophie’s eyes went wide. She wasn’t a very materialistic girl, but a set of jewels like this didn’t exactly come around very often. What was lying on the bed was worth more than her kingdom’s crown jewels put together.


“She’s having a set made for Heidi since she’s married already, she said that she doesn’t want her to feel neglected.” Inge continued.


“I wonder if she’ll give one to mother.” Sophie said with a sarcastic giggle.


“She didn’t say, but it's possible,” Inge replied. “Just DON’T tell Heidi.”  


“I won’t tell her, I’ll keep it a surprise.” Sophie said, crossing her snout in an “X” with her finger.


“She told me that these are given to royal women to wear on their wedding night…and also when trying for a baby,” Inge said, her blush deepening. “Sometimes they’re passed down, or kept with the crown jewels, but each girl gets her own.” Both Inge and Sophie shuddered internally at the idea of receiving such a thing from their mother. “She said that she just couldn’t stand the notion of me not being ‘properly embellished for your wedding night,’ as she put it.”


“I don’t know how Heidi would react to such a thing” Sophie stated, while she herself would be delighted, albeit slightly embarrassed to own such a fancy and intimate item, her older sister had always had a more “proper” attitude.  


         It was not to say that Heidi wasn’t kind and loving, for she certainly was, but she wasn’t exactly the sensual or openly sexual type. Her public attitude was more reserved and motherly, it was likely that such a blatant display of sex and romance would just make her blush and hide it away in a drawer, under her panties and never to be mentioned except for special occasions like her husband’s birthday. At least that’s how her younger sisters saw her. The reality was that the married she-wolf enjoyed a very healthy sex life with her husband and was keen on adding things to their bedroom to keep their romance fresh and exciting, even if they often had to work around their two young pups.


“Maybe, she's changed a lot since getting married though.” Inge replied.


‘I suppose that’s true.” Sophie said, conceding the point.


Before meeting her husband Andrei, Heidi had been the prim and proper princess that took no nonsense from anyone and was a stickler for protocol, even correcting her siblings and parents on matters of courtly decorum on occasion, something that got her scolded by their father on a couple of occasions since she had done it in front of some nobles. But after living with a man from a working class background, her attitude had softened considerably and she was no longer the stiff, snobbish royal that many knew her to be. She wore simpler clothing and spoke in a more relaxed tone with less of an emphasis on big words, complex sentences, and a high-born accent. She smiled more and wasn’t afraid to let her husband kiss, hug, and even squeeze her butt in public, despite a few shaking noble heads. And unlike most highborn women, she insisted on breastfeeding her children rather than passing them off to a wet nurse. She would do it whenever the pups needed feeding, regardless of where she was or who she was with, they would simply have to deal with it, as Heidi’s authority was unchanged, even if her attitude very much was.


“I think Andrei would feel betrayed if she hid it away.” Inge said with a chuckle.


Both girls shared a quick laugh as Inge moved to open the next box. Inside was a pair of gloves like what Sophie had been given, only these were full-fingered and made of shiny white silk, the surface of which was crossed with small diamonds woven in that shimmered as the gloves were moved around. They were impressive, though after seeing the masterpiece set of intimates, Sophie was less carried away as she became inoculated to the sight of gems.
Another box contained a tail band, made of the same white gold, diamond and sapphire pattern that the lingerie were made out of, Sophie thought that this might be a subtle hint to the dragon courtesans who would undoubtedly be clamoring for as many details as possible, considering this was the first wolf to marry into their royal family.


“I’m a bit embarrassed by this one..” Inge held her hand over the lid of the last box, her face wearing a nervous expression.


‘Oh gods did she get one too’ Sophie thought to herself.


“I think I know what it is”


“D-did you get one too?” the white wolf asked, her hand still guarding the lid.


“Well, show me and I’ll answer.”


Inge slowly removed the lid of the box to let her sister peek inside.


“Yup, I got one of those too, different stone though, mine is a star ruby, and yellow gold.” Sophie stated as she confirmed her suspicions of the box's contents.


“O-oh my…” Inge’s eyes went wide as she contained a giggle, her nerves dissipating as her sister confirmed that she’d received a similar gift.


The stone in this plug differed greatly from Sophie’s however, as rather than round, the large vivid blue diamond was a rectangular cushion cut. The rest of it was crafted of white gold, though the plug itself was the same small walnut size.


“I wonder if Heidi also got one.” Sophie said as she admired the rare diamond, she couldn't help but visualize what it would look like nestled in her sister’s bottom, despite the connotations, she felt a slight twinge of jealousy towards Elam.


“Oh gods, I have to know now.” Inge replied with a chuckle. “I never in my life even thought of anything like this.” The white wolf spoke as she placed the anal ornament back in its box.


“Does Kresta have any?” she asked.


“I don’t know! That's not something I’d just ask!” Sophie replied in a heightened tone, though not an upset one. “Hey Kresta, would you happen to have any jewelry that you shove up your ass?” She continued in a tone mocking herself asking the question.


“She’d probably say yes.” Inge replied with a giggle.


“I wouldn’t doubt it.” Sophie said in a flat, almost disappointed tone. “I’ll ask her later.”


“Speaking of later, we should probably go to breakfast before it's over.” Inge said as she reminded her sister of the hour.


“I hope there’s bacon…” Sophie’s voice trailed off as her mind suddenly drifted off, lost in the image of warm breakfast food, her body now reminding her how hungry she was.


Breakfast was a lavish affair with small mountains of pancakes, eggs, sausage, fruit, and much to Sophie’s delight, mounds of delicious bacon, regular, pepper and maple. Each guest ate their fill for the morning, slathering golden butter and dousing the flapjacks in thick maple syrup. The wolf’s kingdom was blessed with dense maple forests, and as suc,h their syrup was a valued export. The seating was the same as the banquet the night before, with long tables and bench seats, while the royal families sat at the far end of the hall perpendicular to the other tables. As Sophie and Inge made their way inside, they noticed the room was nearly half full as people still trickled in. After such festivities the night before it was to be expected that many were choosing to sleep in, while others undoubtedly weren't exactly choosing as such.


“Good morning ladies, how did you sleep?” Their father asked as the girls took their seats next to Heidi.


The family sat with the highest ranking member, their father, at the far end with his wife sat to their left followed by the children in order of age with Heidi being first followed by Sophie and finally Inge who sat at the end.


“It was fair.” Sophie said plainly as she took her seat.


“Me too.” Inge added.


Magnus nodded in approval, it was clear from his appearance that he hadn’t had much sleep the night before. His fur was neat and clean as it always was, but both girls knew their father well enough to be able to look at his eyes and tell his level of exhaustion, something the king frequently dealt with in the governance of his realm.


“Well good, because we have a long day ahead of us today, especially you Inge so eat up.”


“Mhm” their mother hummed matter-of-factly as she sipped on a glass of juice.


Sophie poured herself a cup of coffee from the large silver pot placed between her and Heidi, as her father did the same with his, it was undoubtedly not his first one of the morning. The young wolf took some extra bacon for herself as well as two sausage links, a scoop of scrambled egg,s and a pancake. Inge’s nerves had set in after her father’s warning of a long day and suddenly the girl’s appetite had vanished. Sophie could sense her sister squirming in her chair as she sat staring at her empty plate.


“Hey, it's fine, it’s just some final fittings and stuff like that.” Sophie whispered into her sister’s ear while her hand gently caressed the white wolf’s thigh.


“I-I know, it's just still so surreal, like it's a dream.” There was clear anxiety in Inge’s voice as she struggled to get the words out.


“Just take some breaths and eat a little bit, going about on an empty stomach isn’t going to help.”


“Yeah…sure.” Inge conceded as she placed a small mound of eggs and a few pieces of bacon on her plate.


Sophie gave her sister one final encouraging pat on her thigh before she returned her attention to her own plate. She hoped that nobody else had noticed the exchange, she knew that the last thing Inge needed was more people worried about her. Soon she noticed Inge going back for seconds as the warm food worked its magic and settled the girl down.


“Good morning Sophieeeeee” A pair of hands clamped onto the wolf’s shoulders as the unmistakable sound of Kresta’s voice hissed in Sophie’s ear.


“Oh! Hey, good morning!” Sophie turned her head as the sudden touch caught her by surprise.


Kresta began to gently massage her friend's shoulders as she spoke.


“I’m surprised you made it to breakfast girl, you put a hurting on that ale last night.”


Heidi chuckled next to Sophie as she put her coffee cup up to her snout.


“I had a good time too, I’ll tell you all about it later.” Sophie could tell by the tone in Kresta’s voice that she wasn’t talking about the dancing.


“I’m sure you will, but for now she needs to finish her breakfast.” Heidi interjected, even with her more casual mood these days she remained a stickler for table manners.


Kresta didn’t take offense to being told off, she relished her ability to ruffle the tails of the comparatively prudish wolves. Immediately, she turned her attention to the older princess.


“So where are Andrei and the puppies, I haven’t seen them at all?”


Heidi set her fork down as she finished her bite before speaking to the young dragon looming over her shoulder.


“They’re upstairs having their own breakfast, maybe if there's time after the rehearsal, you can come visit.” Heidi said with a warm smile.


Normally, the royal family took their meals in the private dining room upstairs, where the entire floor was reserved for their privacy, but seeing as it was a formal occasion with guest,s they could not be seen to be snubbing anyone.


“Oh I’d love that very much, I’ve heard that baby wolves are just the cutest!” Kresta gleefully replied as she missed Heidi’s subtle indication.


“Mhm, that's why I had two of them.” Heidi said with a wink.


Kresta laughed as Heidi set herself up for one of the dragon’s famous jabs.


“So, how much cuteness do you think you’ll end up having?” The dragon smirked as she laid out the question.


“I think I have enough for the moment.” Heidi replied flatly, two pups was a lot to handle.


Sophie couldn’t resist the opportunity to pounce on her sister further however, and quickly added her voice to Kresta’s assault.


“As much as Andrei feels like giving her.”


“Oh you beast!” Heidi playfully swatted Sophie as Inge chuckled to herself.


Together the three girls laughed at the unexpected quip.  


“Ok ladies, that's quite enough.” Queen Elana spoke in a gentle tone from beside her husband to quiet them down.


The Queen had been having a rough morning as the dreaded morning sickness had ramped up from the added stress of the wedding. She had been doing her best not to strain herself and to keep away from as many public appearances as possible so that she could relax during this delicate stage of her pregnancy. As such, she was not in the mood to listen to the crude humor coming from her daughters and so gingerly shut it down.
Kresta shared one last giggling smile with Sophie before she returned to her table to finish her breakfast. Notably absent from her table was Elam, Inge’s future husband. In keeping with wolf tradition, he was not to see or otherwise have contact the day before the wedding and would only see her again when he walked down the aisle to marry her. It was no doubt hard on him, as dragon tradition was quite the opposite, with the wedding being the final culmination of several rituals and traditions that the couple would perform together. Though Krenin had told his son to view it as a test of his commitment and willpower, that if he could endure the differences in the wolf ceremonies, then that only meant that he was a good fit for King Magnus’s daughter. He had imposed on Elam the importance of patience in adhering to the Wolven customs, as it was a tremendous sign of trust and respect from his friend to allow Inge to be married into a foreign family and leave her home court, and the dragon king demanded from his son that such levels of respect be returned.


Magnus now spoke up as Elana removed her hand from her oldest daughter’s thigh.


“After breakfast you’ll have an hour before the rehearsal starts, Sophie are you listening?”


Sophie set down her cup as she turned to face her sire.


“Yes father.” She replied in a proper tone.


“Good, because after the rehearsal there's a luncheon, a tea party thing in the gardens. I need you to go with me.”


“What! Why me?” Sophie asked in shock, she had wanted to spend the afternoon with Kresta.


“Because you have responsibilities girl! Your mother needs to rest and Inge will be secluded until the wedding, and Heidi needs to watch after the little ones.” The King’s voice left no room for negotiations.


“It’s time you start taking on more duties as a Princess, you’re 19 and people are starting to ask questions. Plus, it's a mixer so you can socialize a little bit.” His voice was softer now.


“Yeah…alright.” There was a slightly defeated tone to Sophie’s voice as she accepted the inevitable.


“Look, it's not going to be that bad, you might even meet someone you like.” her father said with a smile.


“All the finest nobles have their sons here for the wedding.” Her mother added with a wink.


“Ugg I know, that's what bothers me.”


Magnus opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by his wife.


“Don’t worry yourself honey, you’ll find someone perfect for you soon.” She said in a soothing voice.


Sophie knew what her mother meant. Being one of the younger children, she had more options than Heid,i who was obligated to marry a commoner of their kingdom. Sophie could pick anyone that she fell in love with, regardless of their social status, and since the precedent had just been set with Inge, of any species too, as there were more than just dragons and wolves running around in the world. Though the attitude of many of the nobles toward her had caused the young woman to essentially write them off completely as a social class. She had often contemplated following in Heidi’s footsteps and heading out into one of the medium-sized towns and cities dotted around the kingdom, disguised as a regular subject to find a man, though she had always figured that her size would give her away.  
In this sense, she was glad to be the middle child, as if she were the oldest, and had such issues then it would likely be a much bigger problem for her and her family that she was not yet married. With Heidi it had been a quite simple undertaking, as per tradition, and the la,w she had gone out and lived in a town amongst the common folk, disguised herself as a seamstress working in a local shop. It had only been a couple of months before she met Andrei, and quickly the two fell in love. By the time she revealed her true identity to him and proposed marriage, the couple were already sharing a bed and having flings behind the smithy where he worked as a blacksmith. This preemptive intimacy was a slight break from royal tradition but not one that would cause any real trouble if it came out since the common folk were more apt to share intimacy before getting married than those of the upper class.  
Sophie stared blankly up at the ceiling as she lay back in her bed, the fresh sheets enveloping her in a cool and soft embrace, her belly pleasantly full from breakfast. The room now smelled of lavender while the boxes of gifts sat neatly atop the squat dresser pushed against the far wall across from the bed. The weight of the expectations placed upon her shoulders was beginning to drag her down, the initial child-like joy of seeing her friend again had now worn off as reality set in. Her father was right, there were responsibilities that she had as a Princess that couldn’t be shirked. For years, she had been able to escape, using her youth as a shield to dodge the heavy burden of royalty, but being in her 19th year, that youth was quickly fading into adulthood and there would soon be no excuses for her absence. Quickly her hour of respite came to a close as there was a knock at the door followed by the voice of Igor reminding her of the hour.


“Thank you Igor, I’ll be right down!” Sophie called from her bed, the wolf taking one last sigh before hoisting herself off the mattress.


The halls and corridors were nearly empty as Sophie traversed through them, it was rare that one could walk about undisturbed like this during the daytime. At night, things had an eerie look and feel about them, something that had frightened her as a child, but no,w well into her teen years, Sophie enjoyed taking strolls around the palace at night. She was more of a night owl than most and found comfort in the solitude, often the only others awake at these hours were the guards performing their patrols who never bothered her. But now with warm daylight streaming through the windows, it just felt off.
As Sophie entered the great hall she was immediately flanked by Igor who seemed to just materialize out of nothingness, it was a rather annoying skill of his.
        
“I believe you’re just in time your highness, we’re still waiting on a few more stragglers.”  He said as he clasped his hands behind his back.


Unlike the other servants, Igor wasn’t restricted to the same uniform and could wear whatever he wanted. On this day the old wolf wore a dark blue tunic with gold trim along with a pair of black slacks. Normally, he wasn’t this fancy and dressed rather modestly, but this was a special occasion. As the two of them walked, Sophie noticed the rows upon rows of chairs that were still being arranged in preparation for the wedding, the service staff working in coordinated groups to make all the arrangements in time. Throngs of people would be packed into this grand and opulent space, most of whom had no connection to either family but whose exclusion would undoubtedly cause problems across both kingdoms. The grand entrance hall where Sophie had greeted Kresta was quickly transforming before their eyes as not only were seats being placed but large garlands were being wrapped around the imposing carved stone pillars that flanked either side of the mighty room, while the high vaulted ceilings where impressive chandeliers hung were being rigged to shower the aisle with tulip petals. The workers scrambled along the scaffolding to make last-minute checks, they would undoubtedly be here all night clearing away the scaffolding and tools that hid the rows and rows of suits of armor, weapons, and paintings that adorned the walls. The far end of the grand entrance opened up into a wider square with large intricately carved wooden doors on its three walls, the farthest being the entrance to the reception hall where they had eaten breakfast. It was here that the small concealed entrance to the service corridors the girls had escaped to was located, and where the wedding itself would take place in front of the spectators.


“Ah, Sophie, perfect, I think it's just Heidi that we’re waiting on now.” Magnus said as he patted his daughter on the shoulder.


“I believe that her highness was on her way down with her husband and the little ones, ah, speaking of…” Igor turned and gestured to the far entrance of the great hall as the heavy door swung open to reveal Heidi, Andrei and the two little pups, one held by each of their parents,who walked down the aisle to where the groups were standing.


“Sorry we’re late, Klara was being fussy so I had to feed her.” Heidi apologized as she repositioned her young daughter in her arms.


Klara was still breastfeeding while Felix, her son and the older of the two, was eating solid, albeit softer foods.


“Oh that's ok, let me have the little grub.” Magnus said with a warm smile as he reached for his granddaughter.


She was an adorable little pup, wide-eyed and curious. She wore a light blue dress with a white bow that sat atop her head. Her older brother wore khaki colored shorts coupled with a green tunic. Andrei set him down since the boy could just about walk on his own for short distances, and as such, quickly made his way over to his grandmother before dropping to his knees and refusing to move.
With Heidi and Andrei now free, they took their place in the loosely organized group, though Heidi made the mistake of standing next to her father, which prompted little Klara to reach back out for her mother as she nearly threw her tiny body out of her grandfather’s arms. Magnus laughed as Heidi playfully sighed and rolled her eyes as she took her daughter back, her moment of reprieve proving to be nothing more than that.


“Good morning, everyone!”


Sophie recognized the voice of Qeeva, the royal wedding planner. Turning her gaze away from Heidi and Klara, she could see the older dragon standing before them, her hands grasped in front of her chest as she tried to get the family’s attention.


“Ah, yes, good morning Qeeva, my apologies.” Magnus said as he motioned with his hand for his family to pay attention.


“Not a problem your majesty, I’ve just been going over the plans with his majesty King Krenin and-” Magnus raised his hand to politely cut her off.


“Please, just use our names while it's just us, nobody here is a stickler for titles.”


“Um, very well…Magnus…right.” The King's request had clearly thrown the dragoness off her game a little, and she required a moment to reset herself before she continued speaking.


“Well as we’ve discussed, this is going to be a blended ceremony, normally in our kingdom both families gather around in a circle outside, while in your’s everyone is seated.” Qeeva spoke, her professional tone restored as she rehashed the nature of the ceremony, her eyes moving back and forth between the two kings.


“So in melding the two traditions, we’re having the extended family and the invited guests sit while the immediate family stands around the bride and groom.” Qeeva made a circling motion with her arms as she spoke.


“So if you’ll come with me.” The dragoness motioned towards Krenin and his family to also follow her. “We have each of your places marked with an ‘X’ put on the floor with tape, each one has your name written upon it.”


“Oh yes, I see” Magnus said as he found his mark.


Each member of each family stood across from their respective counterparts. The two Kings stood across from one another and were the closest to the crowd, while their wives stood to their right. Heidi stood opposite Krenin’s oldest son, Felnor, and his wife Theia, who held the couple’s young daughter in her arms. Felnor was a deep purple on account of his mother being cobalt blue and his father a deep red, he had gotten an equal part of both while Kresta had gotten more of her father’s color and Elam more of his mother’s. Theia, on the other hand, was a bright white, similar to Inge. The only part of her that had any color besides the soft pink of the inside of her mouth and nose, and presumably other regions, was her eyes, which were a sharp and icy blue. The similarities to Princess Inge were, of course, immediately noticed by both sides, with the dragons in particular being rather enthralled by the rare coincidence. Theia and Felnor’s daughter was a beautiful pastel lavender color, a lovely mix of both of their colors. Elam was of course absent as was Inge, the couple would do individual rehearsals later in the day.
As Sophie stood across from Kresta, the two girls shared excited waves as the young wolf felt her spirits lift once more at the sight of her dear friend. Sophie knew that having Kresta standing across from her would make the shortened, but still lengthy, ceremony go by much faster.


“Now just keep in mind please everyone, that tomorrow the X’s will NOT be here, instead there will just be a small dot marking the places for you to stand,” Qeela spoke up so her voice reached everyone’s ears.


“It shouldn’t be a problem since you’re all going to be in your places well before we start bringing people in. After that, you all pretty much just stand here while the ceremony takes place.” The dragoness continued in her attention-commanding voice. “Once the newlyweds have made their way back down the aisle, you’ll be free to exit to the left and right, respectively. Guards will be posted at the doors to guide you out,


“Of course, as you all know by now, this will be followed by a brief reception in the hall behind,” she continued, pointing at the aptly named reception hall. “This will just be for the immediate and extended families. Once you have eaten, the guests will line up in the grand hall to present their gifts to the newlyweds.”


There was a brief pause as Qeela let her message sink in with her small audience before she continued.


“But before this happens, those who are participating in the consummation will make their way out of the reception hall with their partners to their respective bedrooms.”


“And on that note, that’s all I have for you today. It’s fairly simple on your part thankfully, now I just have to get all these guests and noblemen in order.” She said with a joking smile.


The group chuckled mildly as they politely acknowledged her joke.


“I don’t envy you there.” Krenin said as he stepped off his mark, his family followed suit as the two groups began to mingle.


Kresta skipped the short distance over to Sophie, taking the wolf’s hands in hers.


“So, whatcha think?” she asked with a smile.


“It looks…interesting.” Sophie responded, unsure of what exactly Kresta was looking for.


“HA! It looks boring as hell, it's always what comes after that's fun.” the dragon said with a wink.


Sophie playfully rolled her eyes in response as she knew full well what she was supposed to do after the wedding. Suddenly, the voice of Magnus interrupted their conversation.


“Sophie, you have a little while before the mixer since they have to do their own rehearsals, so if you two want to spend some time together, that's fine, just pay attention to the hour because if I have to send for you…”


“Yes father, I understand.” Sophie said flatly.


“Three O’clock, sharp.” There was a deadly serious tone in his voice as he subtly reminded Sophie of his authority.


“Come on! I have something to show you!” Kresta tugged on Sophie’s sleeve as she pulled the wolf away from her father.


Magnus nodded to his daughter as she turned to follow Kresta out of the room. He liked Kresta, but only in small doses. The dragon helped his daughter to get out more and to stretch her wings and be adventurous, but too much of that could be a dangerous thing. Kresta knew the limits, but he feared that Sophie did not, and if she followed her friend's example too closely, it could end disastrously for the girl. He knew what she had gotten up to the night of the banquet. One of the guards patrolling the service corridors had spotted him leaving her room in the morning and had smelled the obvious scent of sex on him. Fearing the worst, he’d had the young man brought to his quarters, where he and his wife had extracted all the details from him. From there, he and Elana had squared off about what to do regarding this development in their daughter’s life, with the queen insisting that it was just a bit of harmless teenage fun and that he was being obtuse about the whole thing.
Magnus retorted, saying that Sophie should have just taken him for a stroll in the gardens, maybe ended things with a kiss, and if he bothered to keep in contact, then maybe they could have gone further, but to have him shooting ropes all over his daughter on the first night was too much. Ultimately, in the end, Queen Elana had won, stating that Magnus himself had told Sophie that she needed to go out and meet people, and that it wasn’t her fault that things had happened as quickly as they had, especially since dragons are used to a faster-paced romance, and since Sophie was inexperienced in such things. After Magnus had cooled down he’d finally agreed not to confront Sophie about the matter. Reluctantly, he relented to his wife and agreed not to get in the way of their daughter having a bit of fun, so long as that fun remained within limits.


“Hey Kresta, wait for me!” Sophie called out to the dragon as she disappeared into one of the service corridors.


“Come on slow-poke!” She called back.


“What is it that you’re in such a rush to show me anyway?” the young wolf asked as she shut the door to the corridor behind her.


“Just trust me! If I told you, you wouldn’t come.”


“Oh that makes me feel SO much better.” Sophie retorted sarcastically.


“You think so little of me you worry pup.” The dragon replied in a similarly sarcastic tone. “I just found something cool and I want to show you.” She continued in a more normal voice.


“Alright, well can I at least get a hint?” Sophie asked as the pair continued down the meandering hallways.


Unlike their previous foray into these tunnels, Kresta was now in the lead, confidently leading the she-wolf behind her as she guided her friend towards the secret discovery.


Kresta thought for a moment as she pondered Sophie’s request for a hint.
    
“Hmmm, ok. Tails, that's your hint.”


“Tails?” Sophie asked incredulously.


Kresta nodded her head, she was clearly proud of herself over whatever this was.


Sophie continued to ponder where she was being taken as the pair descended a steep and narrow set of steps. There were no windows here, and the air had a chill to it along with a musty smell that made it very clear that they were now underground. The tunnel in front of them extended into darkness, the floors covered in dust while cobwebs descended from the ceiling, while the walls were lined with copper pipes, their exteriors patched with green.


“How the hell did you find this?” Sophie asked as she reluctantly followed Kresta in, it was clear that this passage had not seen use in some time.


“I was just wandering around in the corridors after some nobleman’s son I was sleeping with fell asleep after the banquet and just wound up here, but this isn’t what I want to show you.”  


“Well I’d hope not because this is awful.” Sophie quipped, ignoring the part about the nobleman’s son.


“Yes, but where it takes us is most certainly not awful.”


“If you say so…” the wolf muttered under her breath.


“Here, this should help us see better.” Kresta said as she pulled a small item from her pocket.


By now, the tunnel was nearly pitch black, and even Sophie’s wolf eyes were having trouble seeing anything in the gloom, but soon the corridor was lit by an eerie blue glow emanating from the object in Sophie’s hand.


“It’s a moonstone.” Kresta said as she showed Sophie the small orb of light. “You take a regular old moonstone, imbue it with a little bit of magic, and then when you need it it’ll give off the light of whatever moon the spell was cast under.”


“That’s incredible! Does it work with sunstone as well?” Sophie asked as she ogled the moonstone.


“Sure, if you feel like setting everything on fire.”


“I suppose that could have its uses.” Sophie replied lightheartedly.


“Ha! You should talk with our arms master, he’d like the way you think.” Together, the girls shared a quick laugh before continuing further.


Magic was something that dragons almost exclusively dealt in, though some humans were known to also work with such forces. Only those individuals born with the natural ability were able to weave spells and cast them however, and currently there were no known wolves or members of any other species capable of wielding magic. Though it was rumored that the Lamias possessed some form of wicked blood magic known only to them. However, any definitive knowledge of the legitimacy of this rumor had long since passed from common memory. The usage of magic amongst its practitioners was highly secretive, regardless of race, and lucrative too as even simple magical items such as the one Kresta held were worth small fortunes. Sophie still pondered the small orb as they walked until she noticed a slight downhill feeling to the floor. She knew that the Palace was higher than the city, and this slight slope told her that they were now leaving the Palace grounds. Suddenly, the purpose of the tunnel dawned on her.


“This is a water service tunnel, the Palace is higher than the city and the first in line with the mountain river so they have to pass the water through to get down there.” She exclaimed.


“This tunnel is ancient, I bet nobody has been down here for a hundred years.”


“Well, except me.” Kresta said as she shot Sophie a wink.


“We’re almost there, take a left when it splits.” the dragon continued.


Indeed, the tunnel did split, with the pipes continuing down their respective paths. Following the left fork, Kresta snuffed out her light, returning the small stone to her pocket. Though this had little effect, as there was now a warm glow emanating from the right corner of the floor, along with the loud splashing of running water. Each of the pipes mounted on the left one by one made a turn off the wall, going across the floor, where they disappeared into the wall. Between each of them was a small metal grate where the light came through. Sophie was about to ask another question when Kresta put her finger to her lips to signal for the wolf to be quiet. With her finger, she pointed at the grates on the floor, mouthing the word “look” as she did so.
Together the girls got down on their knees and then their bellies as they carefully scooted closer to the bronze grates, the metal pipe proving uncomfortable as Sophie lay across one of them. As her vision focused in the higher light her eyes went wide. Below her were dozens of young male wolves, all naked. This was a bathhouse, specifically, it was the male cadets’ bathhouse for the city guard. Presumably, that meant that the right-hand split went to the female cadet’s bathhouse. Sophie’s maw hung open. She had never seen a naked male wolf before, her night with  Kareem had been the first time she’d seen a boy of any race naked. Of course, she knew roughly what to expect. When she had come of age, her tutors had taught her the differences in male and female anatomy and their respective functions, but this was her first time seeing things in the flesh.


“See, I told you it would be good.” Kresta whispered.


“I see what you mean by tails now” Sophie whispered back.


“Aren’t they so cute?” the dragon continued, but Sophie did not respond, she was too transfixed.


The academy took boys starting at age 16 and graduated them into guardsmen at 20, so all of the boys before her were of a similar age. Sophie’s eyes darted around, not knowing where to focus, there were so many sheaths, pairs of balls, and bare naked rumps that her brain couldn’t focus. Her mind replayed the scenes of her encounter with Kareem, only this time the dragon was replaced with a wolf. She could almost feel the soft fur rubbing against hers, his soft velvety sheath pressed against her wet entrance that his fat tongue had thoroughly lubricated. At least that particular sensation she now understood well enough from her previous trip to her own bathhouse.


“Don’t you just wanna dive in there?” Kresta whispered as she again attempted to get Sophie’s attention.


“Huh?” the wolf whispered back as she finally pulled her eyes away from the grate.


“I said, ‘Don’t you just wanna dive in there?’” she repeated.


Sophie struggled to come up with a response, a part of her most certainly did want to just dive in there and lift her tail, while another part of her was beginning to feel ashamed for peeping on these boys as they washed off from the morning drills.


“I mean…they are cute…” the wolf whispered out meekly.


Kresta just smiled. She could see right through the wolf’s defenses, she knew the girl was enraptured by the nakedness below.


“You know, last night was my first time with a boy wolf.” Kresta said as she was determined to break through to Sophie.


Sophie just looked at her friend, her eyes remaining wide with attention.


“It was incredible, I’ve never taken a cock that could do that before.” Kresta made a ballooning motion with her hands in reference to the male wolf’s knot.


“You wolf girls are so lucky, if I had that every night…”


Sophie blushed and avoided Kresta’s smug gaze, the young she-wolf had just become aware of a growing dampness in the crotch of her underwear as her arousal grew. It was not only from the sight of the boys, but from Kresta’s account of sex with a male of her race. She, too had long been curious at what it felt like to be tied to a man, to feel him lock himself in her depths and fill her with his seed. Unbeknownst to Sophie, her tail had since raised and was wagging gently back and forth, filling the cramped space with the scent of her arousal, which only further alerted Kresta to her victory.  


“Maybe after the wedding we could…” Kresta continued, pressing her advantage further.


“Huh?” Sophie muttered as her eyes were pulled away from the boys once more.


“I’m just saying, after the wedding and the consummation, we could ya know…introduce ourselves.” the dragon said with a smile as she gestured at the space below.


Sophie stared blankly, her mind racing as she contemplated what her friend had just said. Her instinct was to shut her down and refuse point-blank. It was, after all, highly inappropriate behavior for a princess, but if they kept their identities secret, then they might just get away with it. Sophie’s face wasn’t well known amongst the general population, and there were enough dragons in town that Kresta’s presence wouldn’t raise any alarm bells. The wolf’s mind was a battlefield as she weighed her options.


‘You’ve wanted to know, you’ve wanted it for so long, why not?’ A part of her brain thought.


‘You can’t! If anyone found out it was you, it’d be a scandal!” Another screamed.


‘Nobody will know, they don’t know you like they know Inge or Heidi.’


As her thoughts battled back and forth, her eyes once more returned to the boys beneath them, the vision of their naked bodies swaying her thinking. Kresta was right, they were cute, everything from their faces and fur, their fuzzy looking sheaths and velvety balls, not to mention their pert and toned butts. She wanted to feel them, touch them, taste them, and finally take them. Her mind had finally reached a conclusion, the burning heat between her legs also aiding her decision as the wetness spread across the soft fabric.


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