Cielina -- Her sweet surprise.

It is not until you retreat to your private bedroom in the middle of the evening that you hear a knock on the door. When you give that person the OK to come in, you watch as the door opens, revealing Cielina. She walks in, having tried on one of the Itherian dresses, as you wanted her to do, but from her expression, you can see her lack of experience in one of the few things she seems to be at a disadvantage--compared to Devona, Fiona, and Arin--wearing a bodice. The tight bodice on her torso is reasonably constricting for the Amazon Queen, making it somewhat uncomfortable for her. She is also not as used to having to take shorter strides due to the confines of the dress's long skirt as some of the other maidens are. Yet through all of that, she is surviving, and now she is here, ready to spend her one night of the week with you. When she closes the door, and turns to face you, you can see that the bodice of the dress has pushed her full, large breasts up, providing a wonderful cleavage above the low cut of the dress. You can also see the late Maricara's necklace around Cielina's neck, making you wonder if she is still mourning the loss of her female lifemate, at the hands of the demons.

"Good evening, your highness." Cielina tells you with a smile, giving your cheek a sweet kiss. "I have been waiting for the last 2 cycles to have a private moment with you."

"Good evening to you, Cielina." You tell her. "I see that you have tried out the standard Motanian royal woman's dress, as per my special task."

"Oh, don't mention it, please." Cielina tells you in an honest voice. "How can your kind of women go through a day in such tight outfits? It's squeezing my ribs, and I can barely run in it."

"Those kinds of dresses are for being most presentable in the royal court, and other major royal activities." You reply to her. "There will be other such outfits for you try throughout the test, which should be more suitable for other activities."

"Perhaps you will let me try on one of those armors, while I perform my trials?" Cielina asks you. "I've seen your blacksmiths experiment on making female plate armor."

"Mayhaps at a later time, Cielina." You tell her. "They are still perfecting that particular craft."

"Perhaps I can help give them pointers on how to make them to fit a woman," she tells you, cupping her pushed-up breasts for you, "especially someone like me. Ever since I returned to Thessia Island from Phebis, I've been working on making such armor that would suit my kind well."

"Although it would be best to limit their use to fighting on a dry environment," you tell her, "instead of in a body of water, lest you'd drown from the extra weight."

"That much is true, from what I have learned." She tells you. "One of my sisters almost drowned in the open sea, trying out a breastplate. I'm working on a set of plate armor that would be most suitable for me and my sisters, especially on the islands."

"Oh?" You reply. "What is that?"

"I have a working prototype to show you, Bryce," she tells you, "but for another time. In the meantime, can you help me out of the bodice?"

You nod, and work on the laces of the bodice on her back. As you work it loose, she breathes a sigh of relief, as her ribcage becomes more free from the undone confines. Carefully, you work the laces through the loopholes, and then remove the bodice off of her torso. Cielina gives you her thanks, turning around to kiss your lips hard and deep.

"Oh, how I miss kissing you like this." Cielina tells you in a soft voice, as she takes the bodice away from your hand and tosses it aside. "I have one more thing I want to show you, before we share the bed this eve."

"What is it, Cielina?" You ask her.

She guides you to the bed, where she gets you to sit on the edge of the bed, then takes a few steps back. Next, she works her way out of the dress, revealing nothing else on her body, except her black thigh-high boots. Now you watch as she brings her hands to one of her full, large breasts, where she gently pinches her rose-colored nipple with one hand, and gently squeezes that breast with the other. Your eyes widen a bit, at the sight of a white liquid spewing out of that nipple. Clearly, Cielina's breasts are lactating with milk!

"Bryce?" Cielina asks you, speaking softly. "Do you know what this mean?"

"I gave you a child?" You reply to her.

"You gave me a daughter." Cielina tells you. "Brianna is with my younger sister on the island. She is 5 seasons old now, with my eyes, and your hair color. I did not want to risk bringing her here at this time, as not to draw the ire of the other maidens, and your people."

"Bastard children are not uncommon here in Motania," you tell her, "but tend to be shunned by others, unless there is noone else of royal blood to take a throne."

"It is not uncommon for us Amazons to have offsprings from multiple different men either." Cielina tells you. "My mother bred with many different men during her days. I happen to be the first daughter she had, so I became heir to the tribal crown."

"So you have brothers out there?" You ask her.

"Two, to be exact." She replies. "One of them is happily breeding with the women of one of my vassal tribes. The other joined an adventuring group to some unknown land further South. Yet it is said that there are a whole different kind of people there, and some of my sisters are from there. But I will save that part for another time, Bryce. My body is ready for yours."