The great holy kingdom of Lustria is a large and prosperous nation, freshly victorious of a long lasting war against the forces of the Shadowlands where it set itself as the most powerful force of the northern continent. Its capital Lewdale, was founded centuries ago at the merging point of two large rivers and became a growing center of trades. From his famous nymphet wine to its highly regarded magical oils and its impressive slave market, its miles long red light district, thousands of bars, taverns and other establishments, Lewdale set itself not only as a prime commercial epicenter, but also one of the best place to have a very good time for anyone, the limit being only the size of your gold coins pouch.

Atop the cliff watching over the city, one notable sight can be admired, Castle Lustria, a sparkling white and silver beauty where the royal family and its court reside. The first of them is King Richard The Lustfull, a courageous and kind man renowned for his love of conquest, on the battlefield or in bed. The tall silver haired man stand proudly on his throne next to his wife, looking over his kingdom with love and desire to grow even stronger.

Graceful, elegant and curvaceous, Queen Helkena is one of a kind in the kingdom. Born from the northern realms she had a fair skin complexion, enhanced further by her choices of make up, deeply contrasting with the pitch black of her hair. surprising enough, as cold as she could possibly look with such a description, there is a deep warmth and curiosity in her emerald eyes, wich come like a beacon of sun in a frozen landscape. Adept of the northern traditional witchcraft she is quite talented in divination and scrying. One rumor even started circulating recently saying that she love to use magic mirrors to spy on her subject in their most intimate moments.

Now, sitting on the other side of the king, a young looking woman, in her twenties, with a light complexion and curly blonde hairs. Princess Amelia is her name and she is the main protagonist of this story. Wearing an elegant blue dress, the small sized lady had her mother's eyes and skin but her father's hairs and smile. She would have loved to have a bust comparable to the queen but wasn't that lucky. Her butt was in a way better shape, her thick thighs were smooth and bouncy. She spoke in a soft high tone, polite but sometimes a little too naïve.

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon, the royal court just ended a formal session with the city Council, freeing the princess from her civic duty for the rest of the day.