He wants you as his bride

While you reach the Everlasting Oaks territory quickly enough, reaching the city they call home is still quite the journey. You make it just as the sun is starting to sink beyond the horizon. Looking at it, part of you wonders if they noticed your disappearance yet or if they even care. The longer you walked with your kidnappers, the more you realized how much of a burden you had been on your family. Your brothers practically avoided you like the plague, only speaking to you about potential spouses for you. Your birth father was ashamed of you, **** smiles whenever he listened to your teachers singing your praises. It must have been quite the disappointment for him to birth a lowly faun like you after having two strong and potent sons like Roan and Clay. And your father, the King... Gaea, it was like a slap to the face now that you thought about it. How he always put down your achievements, something he never did with your brothers, and how it was always about how to get you out of the castle and out of his hair as quickly as possible. Once you showed your weakness, he only cared about how to get the most political gain out of your marriage as possible. Were you really that much of a burden to him? Were you really that useless once he knew you would be taking a cock inside of you instead of giving it?

So lost in your self-deprecation, you don't notice as the King and his guards approach. He has a short conversation with your kidnappers, passing over a few bags of gold and gems before motioning them into town for the night. You only notice him when a large hand soft takes hold of your chin, forcing you to look up at him.

The King is... wow. He's the picture perfect faun. Dark brown hair, bright green eyes, cheekbones sharp enough to cut glass and black horns that curve twice. You don't have the chance to check below right now, but you don't expect anything less than perfection. He's beautiful and you know you would have chosen him in a heartbeat had you been given the chance. "Uh... hello, my King." you whisper, gazing to the ground out of respect, "It's an honor to meet you."

"Oh, none of that now." he says, smiling brightly at you, "You may call me Basil. My future consort should call me by my first name instead of my title, shouldn't he?"

Oh, so he plans to marry you! You raise your gaze once more, taken by his beauty once again. "Of course, my... Basil. Of course."

"I'm glad you agree." he says, removing his hand from your chin, "I hope your journey wasn't too terrible. Francis tends to be very professional from what I've heard."

Francis? Must be the older faun that was leading the group. "I was not harmed or touched if that is what you are wondering." you say, "A bit... frightening in the beginning, but very well behaved after the fact. They... filled me in on what happened with my father. I apologize for his greed."

"Oh, no worries, my treasure." he says, smile growing a bit feral now, "We'll deal with dear old dad when the time comes. For now, why don't we head for the castle? It's been a long day for you and I'm certain you would love nothing more than a hot bath and a warm bed right about now."

You nod, feeling the exhaustion weighing heavily on you. But you are in foreign territory and you would hate to be rude to your host. "It can wait though. I'm sure you have much to discuss with me and I'd hate to cause you any trouble."

"Oh, it is no trouble at all, my dear." he says, linking your arm with his, "I've been negotiating our union for quite some time now. I believe I can wait a few more hours to know my future husband. Besides, what sort of king would I be if I didn't care for my visitors?"

"A poor one, if I remember correctly." you say, testing the waters to see his reaction.

"Have much experience with poor kings then?" he says, leading you towards his home.

"You would be surprised how little royalty cares once you present as a bottom." you say, very self conscious of your stature, "They would play nice for father, but the moment his back was turned..."

"We'll take care of those wretches too, I swear." he says, "But, enough about the future! Come along, I'm sure someone has drawn a hot bath for your arrival by now. Let's not let it get cold!"

You smile and nod, letting the king lead you through his domain. Maybe, in another life, you could have gotten to know him better before being whisked away to his kingdom. But you'll take what you can get and gladly do so for him. Handsome and kind, what more could you have hoped for?