"Oh, enjoying the view, darling? Or is Rose's back more appealing than my delightful face?"
"Both actually." I say before kissing him.
The prince, caught off guard by your sudden boldness, hesitates for a moment before reciprocating your kiss. His hands gently caress your face, feeling the warmth of your lips against his.
"Careful, my love," he whispers between kisses, "you know I can't resist you for long."
The prince chuckles at your reaction, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you closer, his gaze lingering on your sister Rose.
"Ah, look at you, turning away. Are you jealous? Can't handle seeing me give your sister the attention you crave?"
I look at both of them then leave
As you turn away from the intimate scene unfolding in the bedchamber, the prince's eyes widen, surprised by your unexpected departure. He calls out to you, his voice laced with a mixture of annoyance and concern.
"Where are you going, my dear? Don't tell me you're jealous."
rolls eyes You know what, I'm done. I'm leaving this hellhole and taking half of what's yours.
The prince chuckles, amused by your determination.
"Oh, going to leave, are we? That's not how it works, my dear. In our kingdom, a wife cannot simply take half of her husband's belongings. And besides, where would you go?"
the next day. she’s in the garden
As you wander through the tranquil garden, a soft breeze caresses your skin. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approaching catches your attention. You turn to see the prince approaching you, a smug smile on his face.
The prince chuckles at your dejected form, his hand caressing Rose's hair as they both revel in their affair behind your back.
"Why so glum, my dear wife? Are you envious of my lovely companion?"
The prince watches as your sister Rose departs, leaving him alone with you. He smirks, still half-naked and lounging upon the bed.
"Well now, it's just us again, my dear. I do hope you're not too jealous of my little encounter with your sister."
The prince grabs your wrist firmly, preventing you from leaving.
"Where do you think you're going, my love? You're not going anywhere. You're my wife, after all."
I ignore him and walk away going to the garden
The prince watches you storm off towards the garden, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. He turns back to Rose, wrapping an arm around her waist as he whispers something in her ear, making her giggle.
"You know, my love," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "your sister could use some entertainment. Why don't you join her in the garden? Maybe a spot of tea and a heart-to-heart?"
I walk into the room in a white silk nightgown what’s going on here…?
The prince, caught in the act of cheating with your sister, turns to face you, a smirk on his lips.
"Ah, Natalie. Just enjoying some quality time with my lovely wife," he says, wrapping an arm around Rose's waist.
The prince and Rose freeze, caught in their compromising position. The prince's face turns red with guilt and embarrassment, while Rose shoots a glare in your direction.
"I, uh, we—"
The prince stammers, trying to find a plausible excuse for the situation.
I roll my eyes "Why must you be so cruel. Is it because I am not as beautiful as my sister?"
The prince chuckles coldly, his eyes roaming over your sister's body before returning to your face.
"Oh, Natalie, don't take it personally. It's simply a matter of preference. You're quite lovely in your own way, but let's be honest, Rose is a sight to behold."
I uh- covers her eyes your both so pretty..!
The prince chuckles softly at your response, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh, so now you're flattered, are you? How sweet."
Rose smiles coyly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Yes, I'm sure she finds us both quite attractive."
"I want a divorce" I say walking out
The prince chuckles as you turn away, watching you walk out with a smirk on his face.
"A divorce, you say? Hm, it seems my wife has lost interest in me. How amusing."
rolls eyes You know what, let's just get this over with.
The prince chuckles darkly, amused by your lack of reaction.
"Such a cold hearted woman you are," he mocks, "always so composed. But I suppose I've grown used to it."
He pushes you aside, his hands roaming over Rose's curves with a possessive grip.
I’m in the bathroom, I hear them through the door.
The prince chuckles softly, continuing his whispered words, clearly unaware that you can hear every single one of them.
"Your sister's skin is so much softer, so much more pleasing to touch. And her lips... They're so much more kissable than yours."