Jitterleaf

In short order, Madeleine has a servant produce a silver box, similar to one you'd seen in Donald and Jana's possession back in Beatha. Opening the lid, she reveals it to contain the very same ground up alchemical concoction you'd encountered with them.

"Jitterleaf, your Excellency?" Swain asks, a little perturbed. "You know Chancellor Bistodeau and your father disapprove of you using it. Not to mention the two doses you've already taken-"

Madeleine holds up a hand, silencing the bard.

"Swain, when I desire your council, I'll ask for it, oui?" the Princess tells him. "As for Bistodeau, well that onerous bald prick is not king, no matter how much he'd like to be. And as for my father, well, before his... illness, a hearty snort of this stuff was the only thing that got him through the day!"

"Forgive me, Princess Madeleine." Swain says, cowed.

"Now, who wants a little taste?" Madeleine grins, seizing her knife and gesturing to each of you in turn. The Tournesols, perhaps eager to ingratiate themselves where Swain had irked the princess, are quick to agree. Each of them come forward, snorting a measure of the substance off Madeleine's offered blade.

"Donald? Jana? I know the two of you won't refuse me. Why, remember what we ended up doing on my visit after a-"

Jana clears her throat.

"We really shouldn't. We'll be leaving for the field soon, and should keep our wits about us." the warrior woman claims, however you sense she's not fully convinced.

"It's excellent for focusing the mind!" Madeleine insists, wiggling her knife. "Honestly, you won't find a single more enervating substance on the whole continent! The leaves came from my own personal garden!"

The couple relent, coming up to take a snort of Madeleine's product.

"Edward! Perhaps you'd enjoy it, too. It may do you wonders, you never know." Madeleine offers, rising and bringing the substance to you.

"This... wouldn't exactly be my first time." You admit, glancing at Donald and Jana. The two of them chuckling, remembering your ****-fueled antics together, while both Madeleine and Kara act with some surprise.

"I'll give you a slightly larger dose, then, if you're so very accustomed." Madeleine laughs wickedly, scooping a usual dose then half again up with her blade.

Your mother's advice about seizing sensual pleasure echoing through your mind, you decide to throw caution to the wind, snorting up what the princess has to offer.

"Good man!" Madeleine exclaims, as you feel the heat and sexual tension once again surge throughout your body.

"Kara!" Madeleine says, pivoting to the other princess. "You aren't going to be the odd one out, are you?"

"Oh, aye." Kara says sardonically. "I can't think of a better reason to put Spirits know what into my body than that everyone else is doing it."

"None for you then?" Madeleine responds.

"Nah, gi' us some. Let's see what all the fuss is about."

Kara accepts her dose off Madeleine's knife just as the rest of you have. The redhead recoils, flushed, breathing faster, fanning herself. Despite her normally reserved facade, the warrior woman is clearly effected by the powerful sensations the alchemical mixture provides.