The Princess's Circumstances — Ending A-1: First Love
I thought wrapping this novel up with multi-endings based on branching choices would be fun, so here goes.
Starting this week, having made private first class, I was also assigned to duty at the prison where Grimwald was being held.
A year ago, after the artifact return ceremony, Grimwald had suddenly begun insisting he was Princess Adelia, clinging to Lady Irene and wailing. The knights escorting Irene had restrained him, and Grimwald had been locked in solitary confinement for the crime of insulting the nobility.
While my duty partner Huxley dozed, I made my patrol rounds and headed for the solitary cell that held Grimwald.
In the far corner of that solitary cell sat a thoroughly wretched old man. Filthy clothes, hair in wild disarray, skeletal hands and feet… Around this time last year, the original Kite and that old bastard had used the Orb of Control to target me and the princess, so there was no doubt that Princess Adelia was trapped inside that pathetic old body.
I asked him straight out.
"Are you Grimwald? Or are you Princess Adelia?"
"Who are you? I am Adelia. Please believe me… A year ago I suddenly became this old man…"
"What is the last thing you remember as the princess?"
"After the return ceremony I went back to my room, sat on the sofa, and then… nothing. I don't remember anything after that."
"I am Leticia of Astria. Look at us—we've both ended up in such miserable states."
And so Adelia and Leticia—once called the two greatest beauties on the continent—were reunited in the underground prison of the minor nation of Latvia, one as a prisoner and the other as a guard.
She told me of all the abuse she had suffered in Grimwald's body, and then she began to cry. A year ago those tears, belonging to one of the most beautiful women alive, would have been a devastating weapon against any man. Now that she was an old man, they looked utterly pathetic.
I couldn't stand listening any longer and cut to the point.
"Your Highness, have you ever seen this orb before?"
"I've never seen that orb in my life."
"Then… can you read Grimwald's memories?"
"No. I am Adelia. How could I possibly read this body's memories?"
"Ah… so Your Highness hasn't tried it even once. Haa… If we want to go back, there's something we have to do. It's humiliating, but I'll help you."
"If I can return to my original body, I'll do anything!"
"Remember those words."
"First, on my next shift I'll bring something that can help. Take care of yourself, Your Highness."
From Kite's memories I already knew Grimwald's fetishes. I stole a pair of stockings belonging to Miss Reina, the new maid who was the talk of the laundry for how cute she was, and delivered them to Grimwald along with a photograph of her. At first he recoiled in disgust. When I came back three days later, he was, at some point, openly indulging in the repulsive act without the slightest hesitation.
Having read Grimwald's memories, Adelia spoke.
"From what I can tell, the orb must have malfunctioned. Originally the orb is for recreation. Once you take over a body, if you lose consciousness you return to your original body—in other words, it's basically short-term possession. But before the possession could lift, it seems there was some external shock to the orb. Our souls that had been sealed inside it were thrown out and moved into empty bodies nearby, and that's how the swap happened."
"Then… the times I briefly returned to my original body… that could have been me possessing my own body?"
"It's possible."
"But why… was I linked to her through the targeting magic?"
"The ancient mage was a pervert. He cast targeting magic on the belongings of beautiful women in every kingdom. They must have been wearing heirlooms that had been passed down for generations as jewelry."
"So the way back is ultimately to use this orb to possess our bodies, then apply an external shock to the orb… Do you think all of us could return?"
"It seems unlikely. The odds of both Princess Adelia and Princess Leticia coming to a rural domain like Latvia are slim, and the odds that both of them would be wearing items marked by the targeting magic are even slimmer…"
"Does the size of the item the targeting magic is cast on matter?"
"I don't know."
"If size isn't fixed, what about casting the targeting magic on this entire castle?"
"If the range of the targeting magic is too broad, possession might not work properly… and if too many people fall under the orb's influence, it'll put a strain on it. Handled wrong, the orb could even shatter."
"Then… since an external shock would hit the orb… we might end up stuck in the bodies we possessed."
"Mm… the possibility is there."
From that day on, Grimwald researched a way to designate the entire castle with the targeting magic, and I was left caught between hope and dread. Latvia sat on the road to Britain—Leticia would have to pass through here. Ten days remained until the wedding. Normally she would arrive in Britain a week before, which meant everything would be decided within the next two or three days.
While standing watch on the castle ramparts, I saw a lavish carriage from Astria roll in through the gates. And with it, the banners of the Britain Imperial Guard. I realized then that Richard—Crown Prince of Britain, Swordmaster, and deputy commander of the Guard—had come here himself to escort the treasure of Astria who was soon to become his consort.
1) Seek out Leticia through the secret passage.
2) Go to Adelia in the prison.
I slipped into the secret passage and caught a glimpse of a white silhouette. In that instant my body froze solid. What they were doing inside that room was obvious.
A strapping, devastatingly handsome man had begun to kiss a woman of world-toppling beauty. The kiss grew hotter, wetter—tongue and lips colliding. Richard's right hand worked free the ties of Leticia's dress while his left slid toward her right breast. He pushed his hand into her cleavage and squeezed.
"…Brother… we haven't even… ha… held the wedding yet… how can we do this here… haah…"
"Ah… ahn… Brother…"
For all her words, her moans only grew more lewd and inviting.
1) Use the Orb of Control on Leticia.
2) Go to Adelia in the prison.
3) Keep watching them.
Richard buried his face against Leticia's breasts.
"Aahn……♥ Brother… it feels strange…"
Ignoring the princess's words, Richard fixated on her nipple. Under the play of his tongue, the stimulation made Princess Leticia's body shudder with pleasure.
"Uwaahng♥"
At the sound of her ragged breathing, Richard grew more aroused and began to work her other nipple with his fingers. Her body gave small, helpless tremors, and I could see her panties growing wet with her juices. The Richard sucking at the princess's breasts no longer looked like the cool, intelligent man he usually was—he looked like a beast lost to lust.
"I can't hold back… I want you so badly, Leticia."
When the sticky, relentless assault on her nipples ended, Richard began expanding the range of his attack across her entire chest. His thick hands skimmed over skin so white it seemed unreal. Every stroke made Princess Leticia's body flinch.
Then Richard's fingers settled low on her belly. Below that, her sex was endlessly wet, ready to take him. His hand slid lower still.
"Ah… Brother… wait, please… go slower…"
Richard's thick fingers slipped inside Princess Leticia's panties. When two of them stirred at the entrance of her sex, her body jerked and began to writhe. Still his caresses did not stop.
"Hnn… aahn." Lewd sounds filled the room. Because of Richard, she was feeling it as a woman. As his fingers stroked around her entrance, her reactions grew more violent.
"Ahaahn ♥ Haaaaahn♥♥♥"
Her body convulsed hard, and fluid leaked from between her legs. She must have come briefly; her breathing was sharp and ragged.
"Haa…♥ Haa♥ Huaahk…♥"
"Leticia… are you ready now?"
Leticia gave a small nod. Richard spread the princess's thighs, stripped off her panties, and brought his fully erect cock toward her.
"…I'm going in."
"U…nngh… ah!!!"
His cock pushed into Princess Leticia's sex. A man's desire invaded the flesh of a goddess that had never been given to anyone, and tore through Leticia's hymen. Tears of pain spilled from the corners of the princess's eyes as her virginity was taken.
"Brother… it hurts… it hurts…"
"Oh—I'm sorry. I got too excited without meaning to… you're so beautiful I couldn't hold back. Are you all right?"
"I don't know…"
Richard held still with his cock inside her, face tight with restraint. It was the face of a man who wanted nothing more than to thrust and pound right now, and was suffering for holding back.
"There's blood coming from… down there…"
"Ah… does it hurt a lot?"
That bastard…
My body—Princess Leticia of Astria… no, the body that was about to become the Crown Princess of Britain—had lost its virginity. I could never again return as a pure maiden. The thought that the pain of losing one's virginity—something a woman experiences only once in her life—had been stolen from me by a soldier of Latvia brought tears to my eyes.