Anna

To your surprise, it was your daughter Anna in her form fitting nightgown that seemed to hug all her growing curves just right. Unfortunately, you couldn't give it any mind when you noticed your daughter looking very distressed. Her eyes swollen from dried and fresh tears, shaking as if the wind might knock her down.

You don't even bother asking if or what is wrong as that would just tip her unstable mood over the edge, and she clearly needs comfort and she was too afraid to get your attention as it was with her soft knock on the door.

So you just extend your hand towards her, which she immediately responds to by jumping into your arms in a tight embrace as she softly cries on your shoulder. You keep your embrace as tight yet comforting as possible as you lift her up from the floor and carry her to your bed, Vessa being the furthest from your mind.

As the two of just simply lay there on your soft bed fit for a king with nothing between you but your clothes, the heavy silence in the air, and Anna's efforts to weep against you as discreetly as possible, clearly trying to preserve some dignity to not bawl like a child. She continues to pant heavily yet steadily, a good sign to indicate she has relaxed enough to console and reason with whatever is ailing her, though you already have a good idea.

"Anna, this can't be about your mother's outburst earlier? She was just concerned and maybe a little jealous, she overreacted and said things she didn't really mean in the heat of the moment. I plan to talk to her tomorrow first chance I get and set this straight."

"No, she was right. I-I... am a wh-whore."

Taken aback in surprise and guilt, thinking maybe Marrisa'a reprimand worked too well and started rethinking what the two of you have been doing together. However, it suddenly occurred to you if that was the case then why come to you now, in the middle of the night in his bedroom even, if that were actually was the case.

"Nonsense, I know whores, and have had whores, they are a woman who gives their bodies and dignity to anyone who will pay the right price. So you are no whore Anna, you are my darling little princess, pure as snow and refined as royalty. Don't tell anyone about this though, we don't want the kingdom to think I'm picking favorites."

Well, it seems your attempts to comfort and cheer her are working, if only slightly, as she has a ghost of a smile before taking a serious and solemn expression. Then she looks to you in her more familiar composed and dignified demeanor you have become familiar with as she grew from her teens.

"Father, I have a secret I must confide in you now."

"You have your King's undivided attention", you said at your most serious.

"When I left you with mother, I went to my room to cry to myself." You figured as much, yourself.

"I was so distraught in my thoughts wondering if maybe she might have a point, that I didn't notice Donmal enter my room and sat next to me. He didn't try to comfort me with sympathy or comforting platitudes, he didn't say anything, just put me in a warm embrace and let me cry until I couldn't cry no more. " As serious and somber the story is, you just couldn't hide the pride you had in your son for being such as supportive and understanding brother.

"We must have fallen asleep together like that", she continued. "For when I awoke, I was still in his arms, his hands touching me in ways far bolder than when sat upon your lap. The way he rubbed and squeezed my bosom and even my womanhood, was so surprising as it was ... pleasing alongside the feeling of his own manhood that rubbed against my buttocks. When I asked him what he was doing, he said he was practicing what he learned in pleasing woman from a special teacher, he never said who that was."

Well, this is turning out to be more exciting than you thought. You find your pride as a father in your son acting like a mind clashing with your protection and jealousy over your daughter who as your ability to recognize, seems and even sounds excited reminiscing this recent event.

"It felt so wonderful, so I didn't stop or protest even when I know I should have, and the more pleasure I felt at his touch the more I thought of you and what we did together, and how I felt a similar pleasure just sitting on you, I realized I was acting like mother said I was. I truly wanted to do what my brother was doing to me with you, my father and my King, to submit myself to you like your woman like many of the scandalous women and mistresses in the stories you told me.

It was then that I... I climaxed. After my senses returned to me and realized what I was thinking I panicked and pushed Donmal away and ran and got lost as I cried again, lost and confused. So I did what I always did when I was lost and confused, I came to you, mostly cause I didn't want to face mother tell her she was right about me."

She was starting to have another emotional breakdown, it might be best to get her attention and try to help her through this, but how exactly?

Do you come clean with her, do you fulfill her desires and take her here and now, or will you simply explain and comfort her like any father would if a bit bolder and understanding of what she is going through, or something else entirely?