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Edit: Just wanted to add a little line that is relevant to future plans, mostly related to Chad's backround.

If you'd like to support my writing and encourage me to get stories out quicker then Buy me a Coffee.", "writing": "Stepping into the dimly lit ‘office’ Chad had to duck under the many translucent purple and green drapes strung between poles coming down from the ceiling. This room was clearly not meant to be traversed by people as tall as he. Beyond the initial pair of very large couches, the drapes hung lower and lower. The floor was thickly padded and rose to form low couch backs and other resting places. Hanging oil lamps cast shadows through pink veils, a hand silently gesturing them deeper into the chamber.\n\nOnce the pair turned a dim ‘corner’ of the draping clothes they heard a soft whisper. “[i]Bonsoir[/i].” A lamp flame grew brighter to reveal a pair of foxes, one sitting up against a couch back, the other lying across his lap sleeping, her breasts only barely covered by a resting arm. Both bore the same filigree crown topped with a green heart.\n\nAmanda curtsied to the prince who's portrait hung above the office doors, “[i]Bonsoir, votre Majesté.[/i]” She then stepped forward, leaned over the princess, and pressed her muzzle to the side of his before repeating the motion on the other side. “[i]Enchantée.[/i]”\n\nAmanda sat down against another couch back with her father. The prince asked, “[i]Comment ton père aime-t-il notre pays?[/i]”\n\nAmanda took a moment to think, “Uhh. Oh, right. [i]Je pense qu'il aime ça. C'est tout nouveau pour nous, mais maman m'a dit des trucs. Ai-je prononcé cela correctement?[/i]”\n\nPrince Halkin chuckled, “Close enough. Your Marianne isn't bad, I had no doubt Yari would teach you well, but we had to test you anyway. all our citizens must learn at least two of our official languages. I am sad to hear of Yari's passing, especially in such pain when we could have treated her. Your mother was much beloved here before she ran away.”\n\nChad asked, “Why would she run away from paradise?”\n\n“Silence!” Prince Halkin whispered angrily. “Until determined otherwise, your presence here is only tolerated for the wishes of your daughter. You will speak only when asked to do so.” He took a deep breath and stroked his fingers through the sleeping princess's fur. “I, I suppose your question does deserve an answer though. Here, in Westercrest, we are much like a large family. We take care of each other, we love each other. We have different views, we argue, and we sometimes deeply annoy our family. There are expectations, and these are not always met.\n\n“Yari had an argument with the head of our big family, our father, Prince Koldine Halsy. I do not know what was said, they spoke outside of our country without witnesses. I only know she refused to fulfill her obligations and left. My sister and I wrote to her many times, but she never wrote back. Whenever she moved it took time for our spies to track her down so we could write to her again. And of course, we always set up support in her area for any of her children.”\n\n“Children?” Amanda spoke up. “I have brothers and sisters?”\n\nAs the princess rolled slightly in her sleep her arm dropping from her chest and Prince Halkin winced in pain. He pulled her rear back up his lap. “Yes. Quite a few. Far more than is legal. We have strict population controls for our small country. But your siblings are scattered across the Asian Empire, the Eastern European Alliance, and the Union. You had a brother in Free France, but he died in a paragliding accident that I suspect was a political assassination. You see, as a dual citizen he was working in their Parliament trying to improve relations between our nations.”\n\nAmanda pondered, “How old was he?”\n\n“Oh, I'm not rightly certain. Dyridia here would know better. Older than your new father. In fact, we suspect that older brother - his name was Senetor Yahis Jarcinia, you can look him up - we suspect he was your biological father. There are several Jarcinia you can look up around the world.”\n\n“Then, but… How old was mom?”\n\n“Oh, our sweet Yari. She left us when she was in her 80’s, some of her children are from when she was assigned abroad, but -and again, Dyridia would have more exact numbers if she were awake - but I think she died around 110 years old. I'm 122 myself and I think I remember being about 9 or 10 when she was born.”\n\nThe Princess stretched her arms and legs. “[i]Tabernaclu![/i]” Amanda clapped her hands on her muzzle at hearing the curse, but the princess didn't seem to notice the effect of her word. “You're still hard? How long was I asleep?”\n\n“Not long, sister. They arrived shortly after you climaxed. But seriously, how do you expect my knot to soften in the presence of Yari's daughter. She looks just as her mother did when I first fell in love.”\n\nPrincess Dyridia adjusted herself to be more comfortable still knotted to her brother as she addressed Amanda and Chad. “Ahh, [i]Bonsoir…[/i]” Her brother patted her leg and shook his head. “Oh, you did that part already. Well, welcome to Westercrest. So good to finally meet you, Amanda. Ms. Tibblt speaks very highly of you, and I've read reports from our spies. I'm sorry you weren't able to make many deep friendships at school. It is not your fault. Those raised with no hope for future often have difficulty being comfortable around people like us. We give them a hope they do not dare hold. It is part of our gift, part of our curse.”\n\nDyridia sat herself up on her brother's lap, his hands coming around to both support her and play with her breasts. “I'm sorry, but I can't take you two seriously with so many clothes on. You hide so much of who you are while shining like a beacon of prudishness.\" She gestured to the pair while speaking over her shoulder. “This is the visage which so turned you on brother? How can you even tell under that floral tent she wears? And how am I to assess her father's volpine muscles our spies spoke of? Why did you not have them undress before I woke? Or better, you could have directed the jeep to have them undress at the station. I can only imagine how many of our subjects were discomforted seeing them drive around in such thick canvas.”\n\nWhile the princess complained to her brother Amanda quickly removed her dress leaving her in only her panties. Chad was more hesitant but let Amanda help him disrobe. When she pulled down his pants his cock practically slapped her in the face as it sprang from its imprisonment. She just giggled.\n\nDyridia waved Amanda forward. “Come, young one. Let us become better acquainted. I assume you have been taught about consent?” Chad started to follow his daughter, but the princess glared at him. “You, Sir, will remain at your couch, and will not be touching your rod.”\n\nAmanda crawled up between the royal siblings legs as she kicked off her panties. “I do consent, Your Majesty. I, I want to know you too. But, do you have to be so mean to my dad?”\n\n“Very well. Since Amanda wishes it, you may masterbate to the sight of us. But do so quietly. I would not have your grunting spoil our family reunion.”\n\nAmanda looked between the princess's legs and saw where the siblings were tied. She remembered seeing her mom and Chad like that; she longed for the day when she could take Chad's knot herself. “Family reunion?” she asked before licking up from the base of Halkin's cock up to Dyridia's clit where she lingered and spiralled.\n\n“Ooh, oh my. Aunt Yari taught you well the pleasures of a woman, just as she taught me. Yes, cousin Amanda, now that you have returned to your country you are a Crestian Princess in House Halsy. Come up here, my dear Princess. Nice as that feels, there is more pleasure to the body than that which is found between the legs.”\n\nAmanda sheepishly crawled over their legs to come up alongside the siblings. Prince Halkin stroked her neck and upper back with one hand, the other still attending to his sister's breast. Princess Dyridia turned as best she could on her brother's lap to slowly feel down both of Amanda's shoulders and arms.\n\n“Cousin Amanda, your whole body is sensitive to a delicate touch. Did your mother teach you foreplay?” Amanda nodded with a distant expression still at a loss for words at the recent revelation of her royal status. “Oh, good. Aunt Yari was always so thorough. That's what made her such a fine diplomat and negotiator. Father even offered her a position as head of the diplomatic corp which would have given her a seat on the High Council.”\n\n‘Um, Your Honors?” Chad spoke with one hand half raised, the other trying to conceal his considerable boner. “I, I have something to say that may be useful.”\n\n“Very well, you may speak briefly.”\n\n“Well, Yari never told me she was a princess and a diplomat and all that, but she did tell me about a prophecy. Some witches told her that anything she was in charge of would crumble into ruin. That's why she put me in charge of everything, even sex.”\n\nThe royal siblings grinned to each other before Dyridia responded to his statement. “Yari was a sexual submissive long before she visited the Witches of Reav. But you are correct, knowing more about the contents of their prophecy is useful. I suppose we should take a moment to consider your role here.” \n\nDyridia lifted Amanda into her lap and pet gently down the girls chest and belly as she cooed in pleasure. “You returned our little Princess and according to her testimony, you were a great comfort and support in Yari's last days. I suspect she selected you as the sort of man that Amanda would need and placed you two together. We children of Reav tend to imprint strongly on our first sexual partner, as Yari's sons and my brother and I all did with her, so Amanda will always be strongly attracted to you. Yari would not have allowed this if she did not value you. She was always a meticulous and calculating planner.”\n\nChad raised his hand again and received a nod from Dyridia as she guided Amanda to suckle upon her nipple. “OK, I get that she was a planner, and you said she's a lot older than I thought, but she didn't see the cancer coming, how could she plan for that? It came sudden and progressed rapidly.”\n\nHalkin opened a box in the cushions. It contained a couple vibrators and nipple clamps as well as a grooming brush with a long handle. Dyridia took the brush and gently worked it through Amanda's fur as her brother answered the question. “Well, Chad, don't know if you noticed, but we, and Yari, are all ancient teenagers. All those descended from Her Majesty, Queen La Mau Reav, stop aging sometime during puberty. But cellular mutation doesn't care how old you are, just how often your cells divide. So while we never die of old age cancer eventually gets us all. Since we are stuck in such a hormonal state our cancers tend to spread fast through our lymphatic system, the system that…”\n\nChad interrupted. “I'm familiar with hormone transfer via lymph nodes and their effect on cancer. Even before Yari I studied that, my focus was a mix of pharmacology and programming.”\n\nHalkin handed Dyridia a bottle of lavender scented oil to work into Amanda's fur as he continued. “In our early days we tended to live to 60 and 80 when other foxes normally died around 20 and 40. Now, our scientists have developed many treatments for cancer, so we are living much longer. While your oldest foxes are in their 80s our oldest are in their 140s. I'm 122 now and with some of our recent breakthroughs I don't know if I will ever die, assuming I can avoid any violent or accidental death, of course.”\n\nChad laughed nervously. “And here I thought I just sucked at telling age in foxes. Even as a barista, Yari didn't look much older than her daughter when we first met at my university. Well, I mean, she had bigger breasts, for a fox, but that's about it.”\n\nHalkin lifted a finger, “[i]Un moment.[/i]” He then lifted his sister and Amanda off his lap with surprising strength, his member emerging from Dyridia's cunt with an audible pop. He slipped out from under them and sat them back down to keep brushing. Looking at Amanda squirm in pleasure at his sister’s touch he wanted to join them, his member throbbing back to full strength. He forced himself to look away, his arm over his eyes in dramatic fashion. “[i]Excusez-moi[/i] girls.” \n\nHalkin crawled over to Chad on the padded floor. The small fox leaned against the low couch back and looked up to the big grey wolf. “We all loved Yari, she taught everyone in this room the pleasures of our bodies and many joys of intellect. What I'm going to ask may sound odd, but, I need to know what she called you during sex.”\n\nChad blinked, his own erection shrinking in his hand at the invasiveness of this naked todfox's question. He looked down at the ancient teen in his effeminate crown. “Uhhh, ok, fine, fine. It's for Amanda, I'm sure, you wouldn't just be asking to creep me out, so fine. She often called me Chad, Daddy, Master, Mr. Big Woof, Hunka Grey Love, Big Man, uhh, what else? We did some rp, does that count?”\n\n“It might.”\n\n“Ok, then, Jack Russell, the Grand Warlock, Minister Finigin, Sir Spanksalot, Dragon Tamer, Timelord Supreme, …”\n\nHalkin interrupted him, “Let's try narrowing it down a bit. The name or title I am looking for would be one word, probably one that seems strange to you. Maybe it was a special nickname, not necessarily in bed.”\n\nChad thought a moment. “She called me Chadwick sometimes, means ‘fortified warrior.’ Not sure what you are… Oh, wait, um, Amanda dear, what was that Marianne phase she always had you call me?”\n\nAmanda, held up against Dyridia’s body, turned her head slowly toward Chad, a look of bliss on her face which he recognized all too well. It was the same face she always had when he fucked her to sleep, the same face when she would say those words he was looking for. She opened her muzzle and repeated the line her mother had taught her, “[i]Il est mon Paramour.[/i]”\n\nThe siblings shared a concerned glance. Halkin nodded, “That's not quite what I expected, and it's not yet legally binding, but does establish your case.”\n\n“Why? What did she say? Am I in trouble? You already knew we'd made love.”\n\nThe Prince placed a hand on Chad’s leg. “It's not that, Chad. I was trying to establish if Yari had claimed you as her Paramour, an official rank of privilege which carries rights even after her death. But she did not, instead, she told Amanda to claim you as Paramour. Now we need to discover if she understands what that means and if she will still claim you once she does know. We already know you would gladly perform your duties as her Paramour and have done so far.”\n\n“Um, what's a Paramour?”\n\n“In short, an official lover, a guardian, a caretaker. Everything your country would expect of a house husband. Regardless of any other lovers she may have, or spouses she may take for one reason or another, it is to her Paramour that she returns. We do not normally choose a Paramour so early in life. But then, you are not ageless, she may eventually have to choose another after you. Perhaps Yari was right to arrange this.”\n\nAmanda fell asleep in Dyridia's arms as she normally did following a good orgasm. Dyridia looked derisively to the big wolf dwarfing her brother. “You realize, of course, Yari used you. She, how you say… played you? She was stalking men at your University. She searched you out as a curious and dedicated man of some means, one who would be open to her origins and her daughter. She knew her time was coming whether it be 6 months or 6 years, she did not have long. She knew you would adopt Amanda, sell your ancestral home, settle her bills, and bring Amanda here. She expects you to be Amanda's Paramour and to care for her for the rest of your life. Yari was very cunning.”\n\nDyridia continued to brush the sleeping Princess as Halkin looked over talking. “But you don't have to play her game. Amanda is safe now with us. We can give you a new identity, set you up with a fine job, and excellent housing as a citizen almost anywhere in the world, except the Union, obviously. We can teach Amanda to be the Princess she was born to be and you will have completed your promise to our beloved Yari. You can go off and be or do almost anything, a clear heart and mind, and a new life without any of the drama of royalty and governance. Or, you can place your fate in their hands.” Halkin gestured over to the Princesses.\n\nChad nodded in understanding. “Yari was a princess? Then, by Yari’s royal decree, if Amanda will have me, I will be her Paramour for as long as I am able. If she will not, then I will still protect and care for my daughter as best I can.”\n\nHalkin chuckled, “Well said, young man, well said. With some training, I think you will make a fine Paramour for our littlest Princess.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Stepping into the dimly lit ‘office’ Chad had to duck under the many translucent purple and green drapes strung between poles coming down from the ceiling. This room was clearly not meant to be traversed by people as tall as he. Beyond the initial pair of very large couches, the drapes hung lower and lower. The floor was thickly padded and rose to form low couch backs and other resting places. Hanging oil lamps cast shadows through pink veils, a hand silently gesturing them deeper into the chamber.

Once the pair turned a dim ‘corner’ of the draping clothes they heard a soft whisper. “Bonsoir.” A lamp flame grew brighter to reveal a pair of foxes, one sitting up against a couch back, the other lying across his lap sleeping, her breasts only barely covered by a resting arm. Both bore the same filigree crown topped with a green heart.

Amanda curtsied to the prince who's portrait hung above the office doors, “Bonsoir, votre Majesté.” She then stepped forward, leaned over the princess, and pressed her muzzle to the side of his before repeating the motion on the other side. “Enchantée.”

Amanda sat down against another couch back with her father. The prince asked, “Comment ton père aime-t-il notre pays?”

Amanda took a moment to think, “Uhh. Oh, right. Je pense qu'il aime ça. C'est tout nouveau pour nous, mais maman m'a dit des trucs. Ai-je prononcé cela correctement?”

Prince Halkin chuckled, “Close enough. Your Marianne isn't bad, I had no doubt Yari would teach you well, but we had to test you anyway. all our citizens must learn at least two of our official languages. I am sad to hear of Yari's passing, especially in such pain when we could have treated her. Your mother was much beloved here before she ran away.”

Chad asked, “Why would she run away from paradise?”

“Silence!” Prince Halkin whispered angrily. “Until determined otherwise, your presence here is only tolerated for the wishes of your daughter. You will speak only when asked to do so.” He took a deep breath and stroked his fingers through the sleeping princess's fur. “I, I suppose your question does deserve an answer though. Here, in Westercrest, we are much like a large family. We take care of each other, we love each other. We have different views, we argue, and we sometimes deeply annoy our family. There are expectations, and these are not always met.

“Yari had an argument with the head of our big family, our father, Prince Koldine Halsy. I do not know what was said, they spoke outside of our country without witnesses. I only know she refused to fulfill her obligations and left. My sister and I wrote to her many times, but she never wrote back. Whenever she moved it took time for our spies to track her down so we could write to her again. And of course, we always set up support in her area for any of her children.”

“Children?” Amanda spoke up. “I have brothers and sisters?”

As the princess rolled slightly in her sleep her arm dropping from her chest and Prince Halkin winced in pain. He pulled her rear back up his lap. “Yes. Quite a few. Far more than is legal. We have strict population controls for our small country. But your siblings are scattered across the Asian Empire, the Eastern European Alliance, and the Union. You had a brother in Free France, but he died in a paragliding accident that I suspect was a political assassination. You see, as a dual citizen he was working in their Parliament trying to improve relations between our nations.”

Amanda pondered, “How old was he?”

“Oh, I'm not rightly certain. Dyridia here would know better. Older than your new father. In fact, we suspect that older brother - his name was Senetor Yahis Jarcinia, you can look him up - we suspect he was your biological father. There are several Jarcinia you can look up around the world.”

“Then, but… How old was mom?”

“Oh, our sweet Yari. She left us when she was in her 80’s, some of her children are from when she was assigned abroad, but -and again, Dyridia would have more exact numbers if she were awake - but I think she died around 110 years old. I'm 122 myself and I think I remember being about 9 or 10 when she was born.”

The Princess stretched her arms and legs. “Tabernaclu!” Amanda clapped her hands on her muzzle at hearing the curse, but the princess didn't seem to notice the effect of her word. “You're still hard? How long was I asleep?”

“Not long, sister. They arrived shortly after you climaxed. But seriously, how do you expect my knot to soften in the presence of Yari's daughter. She looks just as her mother did when I first fell in love.”

Princess Dyridia adjusted herself to be more comfortable still knotted to her brother as she addressed Amanda and Chad. “Ahh, Bonsoir…” Her brother patted her leg and shook his head. “Oh, you did that part already. Well, welcome to Westercrest. So good to finally meet you, Amanda. Ms. Tibblt speaks very highly of you, and I've read reports from our spies. I'm sorry you weren't able to make many deep friendships at school. It is not your fault. Those raised with no hope for future often have difficulty being comfortable around people like us. We give them a hope they do not dare hold. It is part of our gift, part of our curse.”

Dyridia sat herself up on her brother's lap, his hands coming around to both support her and play with her breasts. “I'm sorry, but I can't take you two seriously with so many clothes on. You hide so much of who you are while shining like a beacon of prudishness." She gestured to the pair while speaking over her shoulder. “This is the visage which so turned you on brother? How can you even tell under that floral tent she wears? And how am I to assess her father's volpine muscles our spies spoke of? Why did you not have them undress before I woke? Or better, you could have directed the jeep to have them undress at the station. I can only imagine how many of our subjects were discomforted seeing them drive around in such thick canvas.”

While the princess complained to her brother Amanda quickly removed her dress leaving her in only her panties. Chad was more hesitant but let Amanda help him disrobe. When she pulled down his pants his cock practically slapped her in the face as it sprang from its imprisonment. She just giggled.

Dyridia waved Amanda forward. “Come, young one. Let us become better acquainted. I assume you have been taught about consent?” Chad started to follow his daughter, but the princess glared at him. “You, Sir, will remain at your couch, and will not be touching your rod.”

Amanda crawled up between the royal siblings legs as she kicked off her panties. “I do consent, Your Majesty. I, I want to know you too. But, do you have to be so mean to my dad?”

“Very well. Since Amanda wishes it, you may masterbate to the sight of us. But do so quietly. I would not have your grunting spoil our family reunion.”

Amanda looked between the princess's legs and saw where the siblings were tied. She remembered seeing her mom and Chad like that; she longed for the day when she could take Chad's knot herself. “Family reunion?” she asked before licking up from the base of Halkin's cock up to Dyridia's clit where she lingered and spiralled.

“Ooh, oh my. Aunt Yari taught you well the pleasures of a woman, just as she taught me. Yes, cousin Amanda, now that you have returned to your country you are a Crestian Princess in House Halsy. Come up here, my dear Princess. Nice as that feels, there is more pleasure to the body than that which is found between the legs.”

Amanda sheepishly crawled over their legs to come up alongside the siblings. Prince Halkin stroked her neck and upper back with one hand, the other still attending to his sister's breast. Princess Dyridia turned as best she could on her brother's lap to slowly feel down both of Amanda's shoulders and arms.

“Cousin Amanda, your whole body is sensitive to a delicate touch. Did your mother teach you foreplay?” Amanda nodded with a distant expression still at a loss for words at the recent revelation of her royal status. “Oh, good. Aunt Yari was always so thorough. That's what made her such a fine diplomat and negotiator. Father even offered her a position as head of the diplomatic corp which would have given her a seat on the High Council.”

‘Um, Your Honors?” Chad spoke with one hand half raised, the other trying to conceal his considerable boner. “I, I have something to say that may be useful.”

“Very well, you may speak briefly.”

“Well, Yari never told me she was a princess and a diplomat and all that, but she did tell me about a prophecy. Some witches told her that anything she was in charge of would crumble into ruin. That's why she put me in charge of everything, even sex.”

The royal siblings grinned to each other before Dyridia responded to his statement. “Yari was a sexual submissive long before she visited the Witches of Reav. But you are correct, knowing more about the contents of their prophecy is useful. I suppose we should take a moment to consider your role here.”

Dyridia lifted Amanda into her lap and pet gently down the girls chest and belly as she cooed in pleasure. “You returned our little Princess and according to her testimony, you were a great comfort and support in Yari's last days. I suspect she selected you as the sort of man that Amanda would need and placed you two together. We children of Reav tend to imprint strongly on our first sexual partner, as Yari's sons and my brother and I all did with her, so Amanda will always be strongly attracted to you. Yari would not have allowed this if she did not value you. She was always a meticulous and calculating planner.”

Chad raised his hand again and received a nod from Dyridia as she guided Amanda to suckle upon her nipple. “OK, I get that she was a planner, and you said she's a lot older than I thought, but she didn't see the cancer coming, how could she plan for that? It came sudden and progressed rapidly.”

Halkin opened a box in the cushions. It contained a couple vibrators and nipple clamps as well as a grooming brush with a long handle. Dyridia took the brush and gently worked it through Amanda's fur as her brother answered the question. “Well, Chad, don't know if you noticed, but we, and Yari, are all ancient teenagers. All those descended from Her Majesty, Queen La Mau Reav, stop aging sometime during puberty. But cellular mutation doesn't care how old you are, just how often your cells divide. So while we never die of old age cancer eventually gets us all. Since we are stuck in such a hormonal state our cancers tend to spread fast through our lymphatic system, the system that…”

Chad interrupted. “I'm familiar with hormone transfer via lymph nodes and their effect on cancer. Even before Yari I studied that, my focus was a mix of pharmacology and programming.”

Halkin handed Dyridia a bottle of lavender scented oil to work into Amanda's fur as he continued. “In our early days we tended to live to 60 and 80 when other foxes normally died around 20 and 40. Now, our scientists have developed many treatments for cancer, so we are living much longer. While your oldest foxes are in their 80s our oldest are in their 140s. I'm 122 now and with some of our recent breakthroughs I don't know if I will ever die, assuming I can avoid any violent or accidental death, of course.”

Chad laughed nervously. “And here I thought I just sucked at telling age in foxes. Even as a barista, Yari didn't look much older than her daughter when we first met at my university. Well, I mean, she had bigger breasts, for a fox, but that's about it.”

Halkin lifted a finger, “Un moment.” He then lifted his sister and Amanda off his lap with surprising strength, his member emerging from Dyridia's cunt with an audible pop. He slipped out from under them and sat them back down to keep brushing. Looking at Amanda squirm in pleasure at his sister’s touch he wanted to join them, his member throbbing back to full strength. He forced himself to look away, his arm over his eyes in dramatic fashion. “Excusez-moi girls.”

Halkin crawled over to Chad on the padded floor. The small fox leaned against the low couch back and looked up to the big grey wolf. “We all loved Yari, she taught everyone in this room the pleasures of our bodies and many joys of intellect. What I'm going to ask may sound odd, but, I need to know what she called you during sex.”

Chad blinked, his own erection shrinking in his hand at the invasiveness of this naked todfox's question. He looked down at the ancient teen in his effeminate crown. “Uhhh, ok, fine, fine. It's for Amanda, I'm sure, you wouldn't just be asking to creep me out, so fine. She often called me Chad, Daddy, Master, Mr. Big Woof, Hunka Grey Love, Big Man, uhh, what else? We did some rp, does that count?”

“It might.”

“Ok, then, Jack Russell, the Grand Warlock, Minister Finigin, Sir Spanksalot, Dragon Tamer, Timelord Supreme, …”

Halkin interrupted him, “Let's try narrowing it down a bit. The name or title I am looking for would be one word, probably one that seems strange to you. Maybe it was a special nickname, not necessarily in bed.”

Chad thought a moment. “She called me Chadwick sometimes, means ‘fortified warrior.’  Not sure what you are… Oh, wait, um, Amanda dear, what was that Marianne phase she always had you call me?”

Amanda, held up against Dyridia’s body, turned her head slowly toward Chad, a look of bliss on her face which he recognized all too well. It was the same face she always had when he fucked her to sleep, the same face when she would say those words he was looking for. She opened her muzzle and repeated the line her mother had taught her, “Il est mon Paramour.”

The siblings shared a concerned glance. Halkin nodded, “That's not quite what I expected, and it's not yet legally binding, but does establish your case.”

“Why? What did she say? Am I in trouble? You already knew we'd made love.”

The Prince placed a hand on Chad’s leg. “It's not that, Chad. I was trying to establish if Yari had claimed you as her Paramour, an official rank of privilege which carries rights even after her death. But she did not, instead, she told Amanda to claim you as Paramour. Now we need to discover if she understands what that means and if she will still claim you once she does know. We already know you would gladly perform your duties as her Paramour and have done so far.”

“Um, what's a Paramour?”

“In short, an official lover, a guardian, a caretaker. Everything your country would expect of a house husband. Regardless of any other lovers she may have, or spouses she may take for one reason or another, it is to her Paramour that she returns. We do not normally choose a Paramour so early in life. But then, you are not ageless, she may eventually have to choose another after you. Perhaps Yari was right to arrange this.”

Amanda fell asleep in Dyridia's arms as she normally did following a good orgasm. Dyridia looked derisively to the big wolf dwarfing her brother. “You realize, of course, Yari used you. She, how you say… played you? She was stalking men at your University. She searched you out as a curious and dedicated man of some means, one who would be open to her origins and her daughter. She knew her time was coming whether it be 6 months or 6 years, she did not have long. She knew you would adopt Amanda, sell your ancestral home, settle her bills, and bring Amanda here. She expects you to be Amanda's Paramour and to care for her for the rest of your life. Yari was very cunning.”

Dyridia continued to brush the sleeping Princess as Halkin looked over talking. “But you don't have to play her game. Amanda is safe now with us. We can give you a new identity, set you up with a fine job, and excellent housing as a citizen almost anywhere in the world, except the Union, obviously. We can teach Amanda to be the Princess she was born to be and you will have completed your promise to our beloved Yari. You can go off and be or do almost anything, a clear heart and mind, and a new life without any of the drama of royalty and governance. Or, you can place your fate in their hands.” Halkin gestured over to the Princesses.

Chad nodded in understanding. “Yari was a princess? Then, by Yari’s royal decree, if Amanda will have me, I will be her Paramour for as long as I am able. If she will not, then I will still protect and care for my daughter as best I can.”

Halkin chuckled, “Well said, young man, well said. With some training, I think you will make a fine Paramour for our littlest Princess.
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