Millian Fidelitas

Millian is the first princess of the Holy Kingdom of Trinita, and is revered by her people as the Light Saint. This is due to her bright and sunny nature, and powerful light magic. As such she has healed countless paladins that were on the verge of **** during the kingdom’s many conflicts with the demons. However, she has a secret that the royal family and head priests keep only amongst themselves. Millian has Androphobia (fear of men), and it is severe. Seeing a man start walking towards her will cause her breathing to quicken to the point of hyperventilation, and if one where to bump her shoulder by mistake at a ball she’d panic and cry. Not to mention speaking is completely out of the question where men are concerned. Aside from her father and two brothers, which she doesn’t fear and can interact with normally, all other men terrify her.

This stems from her past when she was but seven years old. A group of kidnappers working for the Traffickers Guild, all savage men, took her from her carriage after slaughtering her guards. They dragged her from the safety of her home and into the wilds of the Rotgoth wastes to arrive at their hideout. The entire journey she spent locked in a create too small for her body to fit properly, and with her few moments of freedom from her confines she’d try to escape. This only resulted in the five men beating her within an inch of her life. While it never happened the men always made remarks about using her body in other ways if she didn’t behave. After a few beating and more groping than a young girl should endure, she stoped resisting. At this point the thought of ending her life herself became more and more appealing. She was about to on the night she was saved. When the men got drunk and decided to make good on their comments about using her body. That night they stripped her of her clothes and were hovering over her ready to pounce when she pulled a small broken blade that would do nothing to protect her from them, but would allow her to die with her dignity in tact. As the first man leaned in and she hurried her hidden blade to her throat, she was shocked by what she saw. A sword blade sprang forth from the back of the kidnappers mouth. The kidnapper fell dead instantly and Millian was able to lay eyes on her savior. A female paladin, a rarity in the holy order, looked to be dancing around her targets as her agility allowed her to twirl and pivot around the four remaining men. Then killing them with pinpoint accuracy to their vitals. She would later find out she was a rookie paladin of only 16 years of age, named Rose Javille a noble family famous for producing daughters who would become priests of high standing and sons who would become mighty paladin leaders. Clearly despite her gender Rose chose the path of the paladin. Rose was beautiful woman, so it confused Millian why her father would permit his daughter to become a paladin. Rose stood at 5’ 8” with an average waist, but very full breasts and a very soft and squeezable ass (although both were being suppressed by the armor clearly made for a man.). Her face was sharp but beautify. Her eyes, while intense from being trained to kill, were a deep emerald green, and her short hair was a deep scarlet red. She was chiseled by training and combat all her muscled were well defined including an impressive six pack, but her muscles were not so bulging as to compromise her beauty. Rose took fantastic care of the young princess during their return back to the kingdom and they formed a fast friendship. The king was pleased by Rose, and with him quickly became aware of his daughters condition, as a result he named Rose as Millian’s personal knight.

Millian grew up alongside Rose from then on, and they became like sisters. However, there was always something that bothered her about the way their current relationship existed. She didn’t know it until the day of Rose’s 25th birthday, when Millian had already turned 16, she snuck off from Rose saying she wasn’t feeling well and didn’t want to be disturbed only to rush into Rose’s room intending to hide and surprise her with her gift. Instead it was Millian who got surprised. Rose, now free from her duty and taking off her armor at the guards station removed her trousers to reveal her secret. Rose was a futanari and was packing too. Her cock was probably 11” when hard, and get hard it did as Rose wasted little time in relieving herself.

“Uh, oh, mmf, oh Millian!” Rose mumbled to herself.

Wait, WHAT! Millian screamed inside her own head. The woman that saved her life, the woman that was like a sister to her, the woman who was always there for her for all these years, was a futa. Something that all her holy teachings told her was a being she should hate. Plus Rose must have lied to everyone to be in the ranks of the Holy Order. To top it all off the person Rose was fantasizing about was her.

“Millian, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry! MMM, oh, yes! I’m so ashamed, but you became so beautiful and pure, and oh, and ahn, and I… love… youuuuuuuu!” She declared her love for her princess as her cock erupted in climax.

Millian was shocked, but it wasn’t because of Rose anymore. It was because when Rose said she loved her in such a way she figured out what was wrong with their relationship. Millian didn’t love Rose as a sister, but as a woman. Thankfully Rose heard a noise outside that scared her into quickly cleaning up and investigating. That gave Millian time to rush out and back into her room. The next day Millian invited Rose to her room for tea to celebrate her birthday. Rose gazed upon the princess that had bloomed into a beautiful young woman. She was a model princess of unparalleled beauty. She stood a 5’ 3” and had a waist thin enough to make a corset redundant. Her modest breasts and ass had their own charms and seemed perfectly sized on her lithe frame. She had long flowing white hair and big, innocent, golden eyes which were staple colors of people overflowing with light mana.

“Good Afternoon Lady Rose. Please, won’t you join me this day?”

“Princess, I don’t think it is appropriate to do this while I’m on duty.”

“Oh please Rose, don’t stand on circumstance! We’ve known each other for ages, and I didn’t get to celebrate your birthday with you yesterday.”

“Haa— There’s no helping it when it comes to you then. Thank you, Millian.”

The two enjoyed their tea and chatted pleasantly, but Rose noticed a difference in Millian that she could quite place. Finally their tea time was coming to a close and Millian presented a small box.

“For you, Rose.”

“Th-thank you Millian, may I open it now?”

“By all means!”

Rose opened the box, it was not the present that Millian originally planed to give, but rushed to purchase it that morning after learning the truth about Rose. Inside was a golden ring with a large emerald placed on top of it. There is a tradition in the Holy Kingdom that if a man wishes to propose, said man would propose with a ring that had a stone that matched their lover’s eyes. In this case an emerald to match Rose’s eyes.

“Pr-princess! You… I… Do you know what this means?!”

“I do.” She grabbed the ring from Roses hand and slipped it onto her ring finger.

“I love you Rose.”

“I…I…I…” Rose was struggling to find words, but was quickly unable to form words as Millian leaned across the table and both women shared their first kiss.

“Princess! We can’t we’re both women!”

“Shhh” Millian placed her index finger over Rose’s lips and gave her a knowing smile.

“No my love, I am a woman, and you are a futa.”

“What! No. NO!” Rose was sweating while trying in vain to save her secret from the one she was most afraid of finding out.

“Please stop Rose, I know. I saw… it.”

“How?! When!? For how long?!”

“Yesterday, I was going to give you a bracelet for your birthday, and I wanted to surprise you. I snuck into your room and hid in your wardrobe after I relived you of duty.”

“Oh my goddess no!” Rose face became the color of her hair as she realized what Millian saw and heard last night.

“Wait, so you really do love me?” Rose asked now sounding somewhat hopeful.

“Yes, you dummy. I love you truly I do.” This time the kiss between them was much more well received and passionate. However, before it could go much further Rose cut Millian off.

“Millian, I love you. I really do. However, you aren’t of age yet, and I wouldn’t feel right going further until you do.”

“I understand. Lady Rose, when I turn 18 will you marry me and flee this kingdom that would condemn our relationship.”

“Yes my love I accept. Though I really think I should have been the one to give you the ring to propose.”

“Fufu, perhaps you’re right. You’re the most mannish one between us I suppose.”

“And yet you aren’t afraid of me, huh?”

“No, I could never be afraid of you my sweet knight.”

Two years passed and on the night of Millian’s 18th birthday, two women slipped out of the castle and into the night.