Xavier took the letter from Fiona and broke the seal. A letter from his father meant something important.
"To Xavier Drakenfell,
Dear son,
This is a matter of great importance concerning the future of House Drakenfell.
After long discussions with His Imperial Majesty, an agreement has finally been reached.
Your betrothal has been decided.
You are to be wed to Lady Cherie Evander, His Majesty’s eighth child and third daughter.
Formal arrangements will be made in due course. Until then, you are expected to conduct yourself appropriately.
She is currently studying as a research scholar in advanced runic formations at the Imperial Academy.
Under no circumstances should you fall out of her grace. With this arrangement, House Drakenfell has solidified its already strong position under His Emperor.
Even if Lady Cherie does not suit your taste, you are to treat her with caution and respect.
I expect your obedience in this matter.
Your father,
Duke Akron Drakenfell"
The letter left Xavier stunned. He had never known his father’s trip to the imperial capital carried this agenda. Marriage to a princess meant far more responsibility than privilege.
"Is everything alright, Xavier? What does it say?" Fiona asked, watching his face.
There’s no point worrying about what’s already been decided by Father, Xavier thought, forcing himself calm.
"It’s fine. Lady Cherie Evander is my fiancée now," he said, sitting on the bed.
"Shouldn’t you be happy about it?" Fiona asked.
She was right. Even if a princess proved difficult, she was still a woman. Unlike other men who might worry about their arousal, Xavier had no such problems.
"You’re right. But let’s forget it for now." He pulled Fiona into his arms. "I’ve missed your lips." He kissed her deep and hard.
Fiona settled against him, her heavy breasts pressing into his chest. Xavier stripped off his trousers and lay back on the bed, guiding her over him into a cowgirl position. Her long maid skirt draped across his lap.
"Lift your skirt," he said.
Fiona raised the front of the fabric with careful fingers, showing the thin white panties underneath. Xavier hooked them aside and exposed her wet folds. He held his cock straight and nodded for her to lower herself.
She sank down slowly. Inch by inch her pussy stretched around him until her ass rested fully on his thighs. She let the skirt fall. Xavier started thrusting up into her. The tight maid dress strained across her chest as her large breasts bounced hard, threatening to spill from the neckline with every movement.
"Mmh... aahn..." Fiona moaned while she rode him, still fully dressed in her maid uniform—one of Xavier’s many fantasies.
"Turn around," he ordered.
Keeping his cock buried inside her, Fiona spun and lifted her skirt, giving him a clear view of her ass. Two full, round cheeks with his dick buried between them. Her pink anus was right there in plain sight.
"Ahmm... ughhh... that’s the wrong hole, Xavier..."
He ignored the protest and teased her asshole with his thumb while she kept riding. He gathered the slick fluid leaking from her pussy, coated his thumb, and pushed it slowly into her anus.
"Oohhh... nnnngh..."
The stretch made her tighten. Unable to handle the dual sensation, Fiona slammed her ass down harder, taking him as deep as she could.
Plap plap plap. Shlick shlick.
"Argh—" Xavier grunted as the pressure built fast. He tried to hold back a few more seconds, but Fiona’s relentless bouncing made it impossible. Just before he came he pulled out. Hot gushes of cum shot across her ass and the back of her skirt.
Tonight was a full moon. Fiona could get pregnant. He remembered it at the last possible moment.
While Fiona cleaned herself up, Xavier thought about the free hours ahead. It was still afternoon. Their meeting wasn’t until near midnight. He wanted to tell Elena about the engagement with Lady Cherie, but decided to wait.
Between the sudden marriage, the need to conjure an elemental sword, and Elena’s own marriage proposal, his head was too full. He needed to clear it. He headed to the dorm lounge—sofas, games, and an open gathering space for students. A group had already formed a circle there.
Xavier recognized one face immediately.
"Xavier!" Allen called.
"Allen. What’s going on?"
"We were just coming to get you. Silverkeep freshmen challenged us to a match of Orbies."
Orbies was a sport invented by the first emperor himself. From everything Xavier knew, it was an outrageous game.
"You have to join," one of the Emberfell students said. "If we lose to Silverkeep, our house becomes a joke." Others piled on with the same argument. Xavier wasn’t eager, but after enough pressure he agreed. He was Rank 2 of the freshmen. With him playing, victory was almost certain.
Xavier, Allen, and the rest of the boys went to the roundabout and met the Silverkeep students.
"Hey, that’s cheating! You can’t use a Rank 2!" someone from Silverkeep shouted.
"And it’s fine for you to use a Rank 5?" an Emberfell student shot back.
Xavier found it strange being referred to only by rank, but he didn’t care enough to correct it.
They moved to one of the grounds built specifically for Orbies—a field the size of a football stadium. A ground caretaker agreed to act as neutral referee.
The rules were simple. Two teams started at opposite ends. A line of glowing orbs in different colors sat in the center, along with harmless traps scattered across the field. Each team had to collect at least five orbs of different colors and place them in their corner holder before going for the single black orb that remained in the middle. Physical contact was forbidden. Players could only use the traps to stop opponents and steal orbs. The game continued until one team claimed the black orb.
Xavier’s team took the left corner. Silverkeep took the right. The referee repeated the rules once, then activated the arrays which switched on the traps.
Xavier was chosen captain without debate. Silverkeep’s captain was their Rank 5, David.
Xavier had planned to treat the match lightly until his eyes landed on the audience seats. Arabelle sat with her friends. Seniors from every house had shown up to watch. He spotted Melli and Elena among them as well.
When did this turn into such a big event? he thought. I can’t treat this lightly anymore. I have to win.