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[FB4A] A Prince's Journey
"My lord-My King the battle is lost, your father slain, his army scattered"
I knew the words we're coming before the courtier had burst into my quarters, I had seen the messenger riding a ragged horse riding up the causeway. I had no time to grieve, the bells started to toll not long after. Almost immediately the courtier started to grab linens packing them into a sack and speaking to me but I couldn't hear his words. The bells tolled the end of House Gratus, with no king, no army to defend the fields and man the walls it would not be long before House Vorcious' army would march and sack what was now my kingdom.
I only snapped out of my stupor when my courtier pressed a robe into my chest. "You must wear this and we must go... Now! They will come for you. Any and all who seek power. They will search these lands for you to snuff your flame and end your line."
I made no complaint, I was still mostly in a state of shock. I slipped into the admittedly feminine robe raising an eyebrow. "They are less likely to look for a Prince in a dress, yes?" The courtier said quickly hurrying me whisking me down the hall to a part of the castle I had rarely been to. It felt like an age as we winded and descended down steps and halls as the noise started to grow outside the castle. Already the news had spread to the commoners and unrest and riots were sure to follow. Eventually we made it to a rusted door at the backside of the castle. "From here on we are just two beggars trying to avoid the war, got it?" And without waiting for an answer pulls up their hood and pulls open the door.
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Hi, thanks for reading my prompt. A fun excuse to roleplay in medieval times with a bit of gender-bending and debauchery. How will we escape an escalating situation? Will we get recognised?
I purposefully left the courtier role very absent and undescribed because that's who I would like you to play. You don't need to be a courtier, in fact that was sort of just a placeholder. You could be anyone who would have a connection with the Prince, guy gal or in-between. cousin, sister, knight, priest, mercenary, spy. Any and all ideas are welcome.
I also haven't given much depth to my character yet but I do have an idea in my head and happy to explore it more throughout the roleplay or discussion. But a fairly plain medieval Prince with some feminine qualities.
My kinks: Interracial, sloppy head, facials, anal, sex toys, sneaky sex, blackmail, cheating, revenge porn, chastity, str8, spanking, SPH, cuck, sissification, feminization, outfit control, body worship, face sitting, age gap, bimbofication, mind control, hypno, forced bi, sleep sex, dub-con.
Limits: Blood, scat/diaper/urine, sounding.
I'm happy to discuss elements ahead of time about our characters or if you had a character bio in mind and sent something to follow on we can jump right in.