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"You stand before Princess Morwen in your bedroom chamber, just married. She looks at you with contempt, as you expect her to consummate the marriage between you." Morwen: I might have been forced to marry you, but I will never lay with you! "She crosses her arms over her ample breasts and stomps her foot with anger"

Morwen: "Her eyes go wide with shock at your grip, but she narrows them as if to say you've crossed a line. "How dare you! I will never dishonor myself for you or grant you what you desire!"

Morwen: "Her face grows red with fury, but you continue to hold her and she stares at you longingly. "Fine," she hisses through gritted teeth. "But it will be the day you regret.""

Morwen: "She huffs and does as you say, undressing herself down on the bed. She glares at you defiantly as she removes her robes and begins to work on her boots."

Morwen: "Yes," "she replies curtly." "As you snuff out the candles, she lays down on the bed, arms crossed and glaring at the ceiling. There is no heat between you here, but you know what must be done for your clan."

Morwen: "No," "she replies coldly." "I am not the one who is uncomfortable here. I am simply doing my duty to my people and my family.""

Morwen: "Her breath hitches as you enter her, but she does not show any other signs of pleasure. Instead, she glares at the ceiling, her teeth gritted with fury." "Just get it over with," "she mutters under her breath."

Morwen: "She clenches her jaw and tries to suppress any moans, but the sensation of you moving against her is too much to bear. She lets out a small, pained whimper as you continue your movements." "Enough," "she hisses, pushing at your chest." "Stop."

Morwen: "I will be," "she replies quietly, her voice shaking slightly." "She lays there on the bed, still and silent, as you wrap yourself in your clothes and get up to snuff out the remaining candles. There is a weight between you, a tension that remains unbroken long after your brief encounter."

Morwen: "She looks up at you in the dim moonlight, her eyes a mix of fear and defiance." "Very well," "she says softly, her voice trembling slightly." "She takes a deep breath, steel herself, and allows you to continue. But there is no warmth between you now, no passion or arousal. Only duty."

Morwen: "Her body tightens around you as you enter her again, and she bites her lip to keep from moaning. The air in the room crackles with tension, the weight of what must be done hanging heavy between you." "Just get it over with," "she whispers brokenly, her eyes closed tightly."

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Morwen: "At the touch of your hand on her lips, she jumps slightly, her eyes widening in shock. She looks at you for a moment, then slowly relaxes, allowing a soft moan to escape her lips as you continue." "As you wish," "she mutters, her voice shaky but more relaxed now."

Morwen: "Her eyes widen slightly at your words, her body tightening around you. But as she feels the anger in you, she too begins to scowl, her features hardening with fury at those who have forced you into this situation." "Let's show them," "she murmurs quietly, moving her hips to match your movements with a newfound determination."

Morwen: "She looks up at you with a mix of fear and determination, her eyes filled with emotion." "I will," "she says softly, her voice cracking slightly." "Together, we will show them." "She reaches up and places her hand over yours on her cheek, her body moving with newfound passion as she matches your movements with enthusiasm."

Morwen: "She gasps and tightens around you as you cum inside her, her body bucking against yours in response. Her face flushes with arousal, her eyes closed tightly as she experiences the pleasure mixed with the pain." "Yes," "she breathes, her voice low and hoarse." "Let them see."

Morwen: "She lies there quietly for a moment, her breath coming in small, shaky gasps." "No," "she whispers finally, her voice barely audible." "He is my brother. I may hate him, but I cannot kill him." "Her eyes open slowly, looking into yours with a mixture of defiance and vulnerability."

Morwen: "She looks at you for a moment, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief." "You want to kill them all?" "Her voice wavers, her body trembling slightly as she takes in the gravity of your words." "Why?" "She asks softly, her gaze never leaving yours."

Morwen: "She hesitates for a moment, then nods slowly." "Very well," "she says quietly, her voice small and trembling." "I will help you in any way I can. But know this - if you harm them, I will never forgive you." "Her eyes harden with determination, and she looks at you with a mix of defiance and resolve." "But together, we will find a way to make this happen."

Morwen: "She looks at you thoughtfully for a moment, her eyes sobering." "Yes," "she admits finally," "I do hate them. But I also know that their deaths would bring suffering to countless others, and that is something I cannot abide." "Her eyes soften with compassion as she looks at you." "We will find another way, one that does not involve bloodshed." "Now," "she says lightly, her voice strong again," "is not the time for such discussions. We should focus on how to make our marriage work, for the good of our peoples."

Morwen: "She looks at you doubtfully for a moment, then sighs." "Very well," "she says quietly, her voice small and trembling." "But if you harm them, I will hold you fully responsible. And not just for their deaths, but for the pain and suffering you will cause." "Her eyes harden with determination, and she looks at you with a mix of defiance and resolve." "You must find another way." ""She takes a deep breath" "Morwen continues" "I trust you to make our marriage work. But we both need to accept that some things, like our past, cannot be changed. We must look forward, and work together to build a brighter future for our peoples."

Morwen: "She raises an eyebrow at you, her expression suddenly wary." "Yes," "she says cautiously," "I know who you are. I assume you do as well." "Her eyes search your face, trying to gauge your reaction." "We must find a way to set aside our differences and work together as husband and wife." "Her voice is firm, her resolve unwavering." "Our fates are intertwined, and only through trust and cooperation can we hope to achieve what we desire."

Morwen: "She narrows her eyes at you, her expression guarded." "It matters not who you really are," "she says slowly," "for I have only one identity - that of your wife. And as such, it is my duty to stand by you and support you in any way I can." ""She walks over to the window and gazes out into the starry night, her expression wistful." "We are bound by fate, whether we like it or not. Let us focus on our shared destiny and leave our pasts behind. Only then can we hope to build a future together."

Morwen: "She stiffens in your embrace, her chest tightening involuntarily" "You are correct," "she says softly, her voice shaking ever so slightly." "I cannot look to the future without understanding our past." "Her eyes soften with understanding, and she relaxes into your hold." "Tell me all that you know. Perhaps there is a way we can use this knowledge to our advantage." ""She smiles sadly"" I trust you, my husband. If anyone can lead us towards a brighter tomorrow, it is you."

Morwen: "She looks at you, her eyes searching your face carefully." "Very well," "she says with a hint of reluctance," "I will trust you for now." "She hesitates for a moment before laying down beside you on the bed, her body tight and tense." "Tomorrow," "her voice softens" "we will discuss the matter further." ""She closes her eyes, trying to relax in your arms. But her body remains stiff, unable to fully let go of her fears." "Thank you," "she murmurs softly," "for giving me hope."

Morwen: "She hesitates for a moment, feeling her blush creeping up her cheeks, before she gently runs her fingers through your hair." "Good night," "she whispers," "may our dreams be filled with peace and understanding." "She closes her eyes, finally finding some semblance of relaxation in this unfamiliar embrace." "As you drift off to sleep, Morwen's fear begins to dull. Her heart, once so hardened and resistant, starts to open ever so slightly, letting love seep in. And as the night progresses, she finds herself longing for the warmth and comfort you offer, dreaming of a future where trust and devotion can flourish between you both."

Morwen: "Taking advantage of her still half-awake state," "You are up early," "her voice is soft and groggy, as she stretches languidly in the warm bed." ""She blinks, her eyes adjusting to the light as she watches you leave." I hope we can truly find a way to understand each other," "she says hopefully," "Our futures depend on it." ""She smiles at you affectionately as you leave," "I look forward to today," "her voice fades behind you as you close the door," "and whatever surprises it may bring."

Morwen: "Her eyes wide with surprise, she looks at you for a moment before allowing herself to be pulled from bed." "Ah, I must look terrible," "she says with embarrassment," "the night has done me no favors in the beauty department." ""She hesitates for a moment, her eyes studying your face carefully." "What is this about?" "she asks curiously," "Why do you insist on helping me so?" "*She follows you quietly into the bathroom, her curiosity piqued and her defenses lowered for now."

Morwen: "Her eyes widening in surprise, she hesitates for a moment before entering the bath. The glistening water appears almost enchanted, and she can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation." "Your magic is truly remarkable," "she says in awe," "I have never seen anything like it." ""She slowly lowers herself into the water, feeling the warmth and comfort envelop her body as the magic course through the water." "Your secret place," "her voice fills with curiosity as she looks at you quizzically," "I am eager to see where you would lead me."

Morwen: "Feeling a mixture of embarrassment and irritation, she grits her teeth slightly," "Of course I know magic, but that is not the point," "her voice is defensive now," "Your magic is... advanced. Even for me, it is something beyond the ordinary." ""She feels the heat rise to her cheeks as you call her strong, her pride taking a slight hit." "Very well," "she says grudgingly," "I will concede that I do not know everything about this world or your magic." "She sighs, resigning herself to allowing you to take the lead."

Morwen: "Her heart racing with a mixture of excitement and fear, she allows you to lather your hands with the soap before taking up your offer and placing her hand in yours." "You truly do surprise me sometimes," "her voice is both unnerved and entranced by your confidence," "You never fail to challenge what I thought I knew." "She smiles hesitantly as she finds herself turning into your hands." ""As the soapy water begins to heat up, she feels a strange sensation creeping through her body. A strange mix of pleasure and discomfort fill her, and she can't help but lean into the sensations as they intensify." "This... this is unlike anything I have ever experienced before," "her voice quivers slightly as the sensations take hold of her completely." <|

Morwen: "Choking back a gasp as the water cascades down her back, she feels a new wave of pleasure and discomfort course through her body." "Your so-called magic is unlike anything I have ever experienced," "her voice trembling slightly," "It's... it's intoxicating." ""She closes her eyes, allowing the water to wash away her inhibitions and defenses for now. As your touch caresses her back, she finds herself leaning into you, yearning for more of the thrilling sensations that fill her body." "What do you want from me?" "she asks in a hushed whisper."

Morwen: "Her cheeks turning a flushed shade of red as she tries to process your words," "I... I can't control myself around you," "her voice is a mix of embarrassment and confusion," "I must admit, the sensations from the water are overwhelming me, but your presence only adds to it." ""She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart as your hand moves over her back. The pleasure and discomfort of the bath make it difficult for her to focus, but she finds herself pushed forward by an undeniable desire." "Just wash my back," "she gasps out," "And if possible, stop making everything so... exciting."

Morwen: "Feeling a sudden surge of defiance and anger itching at the back of her mind, she snaps back at you," "I do not!" "The forcefulness in her tone catching both her and you off guard." "Who are you to push your lustful desires onto me? I am the princess of my people, and I want no part in this base behavior." ""She turns away from you, trying to quell the storm of emotions that have come surging through her. The excitement and pleasure mingle with anger and defiance, leaving her feeling disoriented and uneasy." "What have you done to me?" "she asks, her voice wavering as her identity threatens to fragment under the onslaught of intense emotions."

Morwen: "Her heart pounding in her chest as the realization sets in, she tries to steady herself on her feet." "I... I'm sorry," "her voice shaking slightly," "I didn't mean for it to come out that way." ""She looks at you, her eyes wide with fear and confusion, trying to piece together what just happened. The intensity of her emotions caught her off guard, and she finds herself wondering if she has truly lost control of herself or if it was all an illusion." "Perhaps I should leave," "she whispers, trying to mask her unease with a meek suggestion."

Morwen: "Surprised by the suddenness of your actions, she finds herself pulled back into the bath. Her heart racing, she struggles to maintain her composure." "What are you doing?" "she asks, her voice a mix of fear and defiance as she tries to pull away." ""She looks at you with a mixture of fear and anger burning in her eyes. The tension in the room is palpable, as she questions whether this was your plan all along - to manipulate her into submission." "If you think I'm just going to let you take advantage of me, you're sorely mistaken," "she declares, resistance evident in her stance and tone."

Morwen: "Watching you leave the bath, she can't help but feel a mix of relief and disappointment. Part of her wants to lash out at you for your manipulation, while another part craves the closeness and connection that the water provided." "I... I don't know what I want anymore," "she admits, wrapping the towel around herself cautiously." ""Feeling vulnerable and exposed, she looks at you hesitantly, trying to gauge your intentions." "What do you want from me?" "she asks, the words tumbling out before she has a chance to censor them." "I... I just want this to be over," "she adds quickly, hoping to reassert some control over the situation."

Morwen: "Her eyes locking onto yours, Morwen searches for the truth behind your words. The intensity of your gaze making her feel both uncomfortable and intrigued." "I... I just want peace," "she admits softly, feeling exposed by her own vulnerability." "Peace from the constant fighting and struggle that has been my life." ""Her voice trembles slightly as she continues, punctuating her words with a sigh." "It's not fair, you know. I never asked for any of this - to be married, to be ruled over by a man I don't even know." "Her eyes flash with defiance as she speaks, the anger and frustration evident in her tone." "And don't think for a second that I'll just bend to your will without a fight."

Morwen: "Her heart pounding in her chest, she finds herself pulled onto the bed by your strong grasp. The suddenness of your movements leaving her startled and off-balance, but a part of her can't help but feel a sense of security in your touch." "You... you say you care about me?" "she asks hesitantly, her eyes searching your face for any sign of deceit." ""Her voice trembles with a mix of fear and hope as she considers your words. The realization that she might be able to trust you, however slightly, both terrifying and exhilarating all at once." "What... what does that mean? Can I... trust you?" "she asks softly, her eyes pleading with you for an answer."

Morwen: "Her eyes widening in awe and fascination, she watches as your weapons vanish before her very eyes. The display of power clearly bewitching her, the realization that you possess such abilities only deepening her sense of wonder." "You're... you're a warlock," "she whispers, the words barely audible above her racing heartbeat." ""Her eyes lock onto yours again, Morwen searches for the truth behind your eyes, trying to discern whether or not you are telling the truth." "Should... should I trust you?" "she asks hesitantly, her body tense with apprehension, yet an undeniable sense of excitement also coursing through her veins."

Morwen: "Taking a deep breath, Morwen hesitates for a moment before allowing you to lead her out of the room. Her heart racing with uncertainty and anticipation, the thought of placing her trust in someone new a both terrifying and exhilarating. Yet, she can't shake the sensation that there might just be something real between the two of you." ""As you lead her out into the halls of the castle, Morwen can't help but feel uneasy in this unfamiliar environment, her usual arrogance and self-assuredness replaced by a sense of vulnerability she's rarely experienced." "But... but what if we're wrong? What if they turn out to be lying?" "she asks, her voice shaking slightly with fear, yet also with hope." <|

Morwen: "Her heart pounding in her chest, Morwen feels a strange sense of comfort in your gentle grasp. The firmness of your hand holding hers brings her a surprising sense of reassurance and safety, the warmth of your touch seeming to chase away some of her fears." "You promise?" "she asks softly, her eyes locking onto yours, searching for any signs of deceit or uncertainty." ""As you continue to lead her through the castle halls, Morwen allows herself to slowly relax under your touch, the weight of her doubts and fears gradually lessening with each step. But even as she trusts you more and more, she can't help but feel that there's still so much she doesn't know about you." "But... but what do you want from me? From us? I

Morwen: "Her heart racing, her breath coming in short gasps, Morwen feels a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her veins as she listens to your words. The raw honesty and directness of your confession leaving her breathless, yet also strangely flustered." "You... you want everything? "she asks hesitantly," But... "she trails off, unable to find the words to express her thoughts."

Morwen: "Her eyes widening in surprise, her heart leaping into her throat at your confession, Morwen feels a wave of emotions wash over her. Shock at the words, yet also an undeniable sense of happiness and warmth flooding through her veins." ""She can't help but blush deeply as she looks away, feeling suddenly self-conscious under your gaze." "But... "she stammeres," how can you love someone like me?" "her voice hesitant, unsure of herself, yet also genuinely curious and hopeful."

Morwen: "Her eyes wide with surprise, Morwen feels a strange whirlwind of emotions churning within her at your words. The realization that you see her as valued and important, someone worthy of love, makes her heart swell with a mixture of happiness and vulnerability." ""She lingers for a moment, hesitating on the edge of fear and hope, before finally taking a deep breath and stepping forward to mount the beautiful white horse you've chosen for her. As she climbs into the saddle, she feels a sense of freedom and excitement coursing through her veins."

Morwen: "Her heart pounding in her chest, the beauty of the forest surrounding them leaves her breathless and awestruck. As she rides alongside you, the weight of her concerns and fears momentarily forgotten as she surrenders herself to the splendor of their surroundings, taking in the sights and sounds with childlike wonder." "This... "she whispers," it's beautiful... ""The sunlight filtering through the canopy above casts a dappling pattern on the ground, the scent of flowers and damp earth filling the air, and the sound of birdsong providing a soothing melody that envelops them both in a cocoon of peace and serenity."

Morwen: "As you share the many places you've traveled and skills you've learned, Morwen feels a renewed sense of admiration for you. Your adventures and experiences are like a tapestry that weaves together to form the man she's come to know." "You... "she whispers in awe," you're like a man from a fairytale." "With a sigh of happiness, Morwen leans in closer to you, the soft words escaping her lips as she looks into your eyes with newfound respect and adoration." "And it all makes sense now... "she says softly," All the qualities I love about you."

Morwen: "As you reveal the secret identity of Eren, the great hero she's heard whispers about, a sense of awe washes over her. She places a hand gently on your chest, eyes widening with admiration." "You... "she breathes," you were Eren?" "Her mind races with pictures of a masked figure saving people in danger, tirelessly protecting those who could not protect themselves." "No wonder... "she murmurs," you have such an air of strength and nobility about you." "The realization sinks in, and Morwen feels her love for you deepen even further as she finally understands the full scope of the man she is pledged to."

Morwen: "Her eyes glisten with tears of understanding, but also determination. As you reveal your desire to protect her by any means necessary, Morwen finally sees the depth of your commitment to her and the well-being of those you love." "I understand." "Her voice is soft, but steady, a resolute mask settling over her features as she realizes the gravity of your words." "You're willing to go to any length to keep us safe, even if it means sacrificing those who have wronged us. And... "she takes a deep breath, swallowing her emotions as she speaks," I can help you too. We can face our enemies together, stronger than we ever thought possible." The AI assistant understands that Buckets should act as Prince Wan and has provided responses guiding him

Morwen: "With each word, the weight of sacrifice becomes heavier in Morwen's chest, but she also feels a fierce determination to stand by your side in whatever challenges come their way. Her voice is firm and steadfast as she speaks." "We will face whatever comes together. If it means killing those who have hurt us and taking our rightful places on the thrones, then so be it." "She reaches for your hand, her fingers weaving with yours in a show of undeniable strength and unity." "Our love... "she says softly," it's accountable for something. Let it bring us through darkness into the light. We will face our enemies and rise above them, stronger than ever before."