morning after

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[Next day]

The sun slowly peaked through the curtains, its light illuminating the room signalling that a new day had begun, Renner was already awake, sitting upright on the bed, her breasts bare and the blanket only covering her legs.

She doesn't remember coming to the bedroom, but she does remember that at some point during her sixth or seventh climax. She found herself in a bed, getting furiously pounded.

Regardless of how she got here (she figured it must have been some sort of teleportation by Arthur.) She appreciated that she was in bed right now mostly because of two reasons, the first being that her leg joints are sort of sore. Her legs have never been bent like that before.

"He certainly knows how to please, when he wakes up…"

She said as she ran her hand through his short blonde hair, feeling his scalp, but quickly paused her words, cutting herself off. Arthur was currently lying beside her fast asleep. She had thought of moving his head and laying it on her lap but didn't want to disturb him.

The reason she cut herself off was because she realised that she probably won't be able to walk today as her nether regions ached with a dull and steady pain, Arthur was quite merciless, she hadn't figured she was a masochist but having her butt slapped as she was having sex was exhilarating.

She cast a glance at him. He slept quite peacefully, like he hadn't just ravaged her for hours, rendering her unable to walk for the day.

"It's fine, he's mine, he can ravage me to his heart's content, and I will enjoy it to my heart's content"

She said as her true face revealed itself, the possessiveness was present in her eyes clearly and unhidden, it was official, Arthur belonged to her, and she wouldn't allow anyone else to have him. She continued to play with his hair, enjoying the way it felt on her hand

Her heart felt content and happy, despite her aching vagina and sore muscles she couldn't help but want him inside of her again, sex was amazing and she needed him to continue where he left off but her rational mind convinced her otherwise.

*Knock knock*

"Princess Renner, are you in here?"

"Yes, please enter Brain"

Renner informed as she quickly covered herself with the blanket as the door clicked open and Brain entered, although he was not alone as Edstrom followed behind him.

"I'd ask how you got in here, but that's none of my business, although by the looks of it, he tuckered himself out"

Brain said with a smirk on his face, Renner showed no reaction to his comment, Edstrom however slightly nudged him with her elbow, signalling him about the rudeness of his comment causing him to shrug and apologise.

"It's fine, moving on, since Arthur unexpectedly arrived what I called you for yesterday isn't necessary but regardless of that I still want to hear about the war with Baharuth and why you came back so quickly"

She explained, and Brain smiled, already expecting to see the look of shock on her face when she hears what he's about to say.

"I'm sure you probably heard the rumours, and they're completely true."

"So he actually defeated the Baharuth army by himself?"

Edstrom asked curiously. If that was true, Malmvist might as well kill himself right now. Otherwise, he doesn't know what he's getting himself into.

"He didn't just defeat Baharuth. He absolutely destroyed them, wiped them clean off the face of the earth, the katze plains right now have deep chasm as proof of what he did"

Brain explained, and Edstrom let out a sigh as it was further cemented in her head that betrayal was not an option to consider. while Renner simply hummed as she thought about what was said, and Brain couldn't help but be disappointed at their reactions.

"Well it's not like that was unexpected, I didn't actually think he would just do it the traditional way to begin with, I take it the reason my brother isn't back yet is because they're negotiating with the emperor?"

"Yep"

He replied, popping the P, Renner nodded and looked towards Edstrom. However, before she could ask what she had to report, Arthur stirred awake.

He groaned as his eyes struggled to open, and he slowly positioned himself before he sat upright whilst rubbing the dryness off his eyes.

"Huh, I would have thought you'd sleep till noon, considering the work you put in last night"

Brain jokingly said as he watched Arthur yawn and stretch before responding to his words.

"I'm just built different, can't compare"

The blonde haired man said as he snaked his arm around Renner and pulled her closer, placing her head on his chest.

"Alright now, not need to continue where you left off, we're still in here"

Brain jokes, earning a small chuckle from Arthur, but the blue hair martial artist continued.

"Not unless you have that type of fetish, but I'm not trying to see stuff like that"

Arthur once again chuckled. However, Renner cleared her throat both as a way to suppress her own chuckle and to interrupt their conversation.

"Moving on, Edstrom, you have something to report?"

Renner said as she switched the topic of conversation, Brain simply gave Arthur a thumbs up, to which Arthur smiled and shook his head.

"Yes, Princess. My surveillance in the castle shows that Prince Barbro is planning to kill the king, however most of the nobles backing him seem to be unaware of this as they're planning to have the king give up the throne to Barbro willingly."

Edstrom explained, and Renner hummed in thought.

"How are they going to accomplish that? I'm fairly sure that the king is not going to give Barbro the throne willingly."

Arthur said as he ran his hand through Renner's hair, he didn't know if the concept of shampoo existed in this world but her hair felt nice and smooth and smelt like strawberries, it was a pleasant smell.

"Technically it's possible"

"What do you mean?"

"At this stage it's not possible, however should this drag out more than it needs to there's going to be a point in which frequent negotiations will be necessary, I suspect the nobles want twist my father's arm where he realises that this civil war won't end unless he gives Barbro what he wants."

"Oh I get it. The longer this drags out, the more vulnerable the kingdom will be giving other countries an opportunity, dragging this out will work in that guy's favour"

Brain explained, getting a raised eyebrow from both Arthur and Renner. Both didn't expect that from him.

"I find your raised brows insulting, I'm not stupid"

The swordsman folded his arms as he rolled his eyes.

"Brain is correct. However, now that Arthur is back, things will be a lot simpler, we don't even need to have my father killed"

Renner said with a smile on her face, although hearing her talk about having her father killed caused Brain to get a different understanding of the princess.

"For the most part, Barbro seizing the throne, can be counted as my father's fault for being weak enough to let it happen, the citizens won't be thrilled to see him take back his throne but they also won't accept Barbro as king so with that in mind who do you think they'll support?"

She asked a rhetorical question, and the answer was obvious, so there was no need to actually answer. under different circumstances, Zanac would have been the obvious answer. However, the fact he has done nothing so far works against him and works in favor of Renner.

"We just need to let this play for a few days, getting into scuffle here and there before quickly killing Barbro and taking the throne."

She explained, allowing this civil war to continue for a few more days will allow the citizens to properly form an opinion on what they want and which side seems to be better between the Renner and the King and Renner has sufficient reason to believe that it will be in her favour, plus the rumours of Arthur having defeated the Baharuth army by himself will aid her.

"So essentially, we just need to sit back and get into a few scuffles here and there before swooping in and taking the throne"

Arthur summarised and got a nod from Renner, who he then gave a peck on the cheek.

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A/N: I plan for Arthur and Renner to be lovey dovey a lot when they're in the same room.