Aftermath: Poacher's wife

Liandra had only one answer to him

"Yes"

Their honeymoon was being on the run, as the royal guard caught track of them. The sure fate of a poacher was the noose. Liandra didn't care, it was all a huge adventure, even the mud and the cold.

"Is anything wrong darling?" he always asked when he penetrated her. She just couldn't get used to how large he felt inside her. "You are so big... gods and goddess, I wish you could keep fucking me all day long" And he would laugh and drill her pussy all the harder.

They eventually settled in a small village close to the border of Luxius, where her husband could peddle his services. Liandra made new friends, and her life was good. She had a gorgeous little daughter later that year, and learned from her new neighbours how to avoid getting pregnant without forfeiting the sex she so loved.

The only hurdle for their marital life was how shameless Liandra became. She truly became a nymphomaniac unwilling to turn down any sex proposal. The poacher learned that the worst way possible, as some guards came to arrest him. He was saved through his wife whoring herself to them. Rather than be hurt and humiliated, Liandra loved the experience. She asked, and begged him to let her bed other men. He did accept it, but only to married men and if he was to fuck their wives in turn. If Liandra was at first worried, she was happy to find no short supply of willing couples.

As for Luxius itself, the king and queen reigned for many more years, and had another daughter to succeed them. They continued to rule wisely, and avoided entering any big wars. Everyone lived happily ever after.