The Crown's Entrapment

Waking up in the morning was always the worst possible endeavor anyone could ever go through. Of course, that wasn’t always the deal for Xenia.

That was, until, she woke up with the worst hangover she had ever had in her life.

“Ugh… What happened…”

Xenia shook her head in pain as she weakly sat up on her bed. Last night was a complete blur to her. She remembered feeling sloshed, and she remembered talking to someone that felt like her new best friend.

“W-what the hell…”

Looking around, she was back in her chambers. Her dress was practically falling off her shoulders, and there was a suspicious amount of towels beside her. What warranted their presence, she wondered.

“U-Ugh… My head…”

The princess shimmied herself ever so closer to the edge of her bed, the bright light of the morning sun making it hard for her to focus as her temples throbbed in pain. What in the world even possessed her to drink that much?

“Xenia?”

She winced at the sudden intrusion in her personal silence. Looking up, she blearily made out Jayra standing over her. Her friend had a glass of water in her hand, and her parched throat quickly made itself apparent the longer she stared at it.

“N-Not so loud,” Xenia whispered out in pain. “And… that’s a glass of water, right?”

“Yeah,” Jayra responded, her tone adjusting to her princess’s request. “I’m sure you need it.”

Wordlessly, her friend offered her the drink, to which Xenia shakily grabbed it from her grasp and took a cautious sip. Her stomach was still flipping ever so slightly, and any sudden movements felt like it would take her over the edge.

“W-What happened last night?” Xenia panted out, cradling her head with one hand. “I feel like absolute shit…”

“Well, for one, you got drunk,” Jayra oh so helpfully pointed out.

“I know that,” Xenia growled. “Can you please not rub it in now?”

Jayra chuckled, “Very well. If you must know, then you and Clara hit it off last night.”

“I-We did?”

All of a sudden, flashes of memories and good times flooded her blurred imagination. The image of herself and this Clara dominated most of her earlier recollections, the two of them sharing a few laughs together as they commiserated over a bottle of wine.

“You two got hammered, after which Darius carried you to your room.”

Xenia grumbled as she wracked her mind around these so-called events. Sure enough, she remembered some instances of being carried by Darius, but her version of events practically ended even before she reached her room. For all intents and purposes, she had no idea what happened to her the moment they went inside.

“Ugh…” she groaned out in pain once more, gingerly sipping the glass of water as she squinted. “Can you close the curtains, at least?”

“Of course.”

Watching Jayra remove the nuisance that was the morning sun, a semblance of calm washed over Xenia as she let her eyes drink in the dim atmosphere of her room. It’d be a while before she was fine enough to walk, let alone move around with her head still spinning. Still…

“Where’s Clara?”

For some reason, a part of her wanted to know if her drinking partner was alright. Now that she was somewhat thinking straight again, she knew that the woman was her potential rival for Darius’s affection. Not that it invalidated what they shared last night. Somehow, she hoped that they’d at least still be friendly with one another.

“I don’t know,” Jayra shrugged. “Maybe she’s in her own room. Maybe she’s already up and about.”

Xenia sighed as she massaged her temples. Perhaps she’ll have her chance to talk to the woman some other time then. In the meantime, she should try and at least have an idea of what happened to her once she was inside her room.

“Darius took me here, right?” she weakly inferred.

“That’s how I last saw you,” Jayra confirmed.

Xenia nodded at the confirmation. That at least made it clear that Darius was present in her room last night. The fact that she was under her covers and the bed didn’t look like a complete mess meant that he did something to her. Because surely she’d be in no state to be that orderly by herself.

With a small breath, the princess let her hands wander around her body, the ends of her fingers slowly palming against the surface of her skin. Somehow, she felt like she had been violated, and yet she didn’t really mind?

“What’re you doing?”

Ignoring Jayra’s question, Xenia let her hands move across her body, her shoulders rolling off her left hand as her right traveled downward. Her dress was undone for some reason, and she felt rather sticky despite the temperate climate… Something happened for sure.

“Wait… You don’t think…”

“I’m figuring it out, Jayra.”

With a small whisper, she continued with her self-investigation. The back of her neck felt rather sensitive for some reason. And her groin felt… “Ugh! W-What the…”

“Found something?”

Xenia almost flinched at Jayra’s question. Quickly composing herself, she nervously asked, “C-Can you check my shoulders?”

Letting her friend check on her, the princess found something on her that was both alarming, and yet somewhat… exciting? Her privates were extremely damp and sensitive for some reason, and the only thing that could ever justify that was if-

“Huh, you have bites. Kiss marks?”

Her eyes widened. “W-What?”

“I don’t know what to say other than you have those marks,” Jayra teasingly repeated. “I can even count them out. They’re that clear.”

Xenia didn’t know what to think. Coupled with her somehow insane sensitivity, a clear picture was starting to get painted in her head. There was no mistaking it.

Darius truly did something to her.

“So how was it?”

The princess was caught off guard. “H-Huh- Oh, what do you mean?”

“Did you enjoy it?” Jayra asked directly, her naughty expression remaining plastered on her smile.

“S-stop that… I still can’t remember what exactly happened here…” she hesitantly trailed off.

“Well, if you say so,” Jayra shrugged, somewhat disappointed for being denied out of a few more details. “Don’t forget to tell me everything once you remember them. You know I enjoy those kinds of topics based on real experiences.”

Xenia could only blink in disbelief as Jayra casually left her chambers with a burst of loud and teasing waves of laughter. Her face was burning red in embarrassment.

Xenia let out a sigh when Jayra was finally out of her sight. Was there even something wrong with what she discovered? For some reason, she really didn’t mind it, and her body was practically yearning for it even?

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July 12, 2022 (GTs Reward 5/5)

A/N: Thank you for voting. Let’s vote more for another hundred Golden Tickets. We’ll have another 5 chapters once we reach 201 Golden Tickets. *Kisses and hugs*