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The attempted **** attempt on Anora had your blood boiling hot and chiling cold at the same time, anger and fear at this driving you to determine who was behind this whole plot.

To think that someone dared to **** Anora, Queen of Ferelden, the leading monarch of the Kingdom and the glue holding it together in the wake of the Fifth Blight and the Mage-Templar War… either it was an imbecile hoping to seize power, or a cunning schemer who sought to thwart your plan of seizing control.

Either way, you will not let the culprit get what he wants.

After exchanging a few missives with the Ferelden court, it has been decided that the next Landsmeet will be the day those treacherous Banns will be caught off guard. Queen Anora will be heading it, of course - the perfect bait to lure out the rodents from their putrid nests.

"Alright, that's the last of the documents for today. Guards, I’ll be retiring to my quarters for the night," You said.

"As you wish, Inquisitor." The guards saluted and quickly closed the door of the great hall, the impromptu signal for the staff to similarly quit to their beds for a good night’s rest.

Nestled in the very heart of the Frostback Mountains and situated high in the mountain peaks, Skyhold was a surprisingly warm oasis in the middle of a frigidly cold desert, ancient magics and old Human engineering creating an eternal climate - a mix between spring and summer creating the perfect environment to allow a self-sustaining fortress-city like Skyhold to thrive.

Nights in Skyhold were tranquil and calm, small stars twinkling like miniature diamonds polished to a fine sheen. A full moon shone overhead, casting the entire fortress-city in its bright light.

Walking up to your bedroom, you notice that the door is unlocked. You grin to yourself, thinking that someone was waiting for a good fuck tonight.

Wanting to surprise whoever it was, gingerly you enter your room with soft steps. Yet before you could surprise the mysterious visitor, you was surprised by not one but three persons in your room: Josephine, Leliana and Cassandra.

"Uhhh… this is not what I expected," You said awkwardly, "Is there something important you guys want to tell me?"

"We have something to tell you, Aedan. One that might make you over the moon," Leliana chimed in.

"Ughhh… just spit it out Leliana," Cassandra interrupted, red-faced all of a sudden.

"Aedan, you're gonna be a dad again," Josephine butted in, " All three of us are pregnant!"

You resisted the urge to scream and jump for joy like a little boy. Instead, you contented yourself with hugging all of them with a big smile of delight.

“Oh Maker, this is a delightful surprise indeed!” You said, “Boys or girls?”

“I don’t have any personal preference,” Said Cassandra, “Although… I wouldn’t mind if he were a big, strong boy like you, Aedan.”

“Or a big, strong woman like you, Cassandra?” You asked back.

Cassandra merely huffed and said nothing.

“Well, I’d say if my baby were a girl, I’d like for her to be named Allegra,” Said Josephine, “I think she’ll be a big bundle of joy and bring smiles to many faces. But if he were a boy, maybe Alessandro? Because I think he’ll be a big strong man who protects those he loves, like you protect us and protected Queen Anora.”

“How flattering, Josephine,” You said, “Is that coming from your time flattering countless egos?”

“It can be a genuine fact instead, Aedan,” Said Josephine, “And who says it can’t be both?”

“That’s my Josephine,” You said smilingly, “Always knows the right flattery to speak.”

Josephine giggled lightly.

“And what about you, Leliana?” You asked, “Any preferences?”

“Oh? About what sort of child you’d like, or what vocations you’d like for him or her to discover in life?” Asked Leliana, “Perhaps it’d be better if we ask the Maker about this?”

“Is this your personal opinion, or your carefully crafted answer to me?” You asked.

“Maybe it could be the first, maybe the second, I can’t say for sure,” Said Leliana, her poker smile betraying nothing.

“Trust Leliana to wrap everything she says in three layers of half-truths,” Said Cassandra.

“Ah, enough of all this,” You said, “I’m finding myself pretty horny today, so how about… we all do it together?”

“I’m all for a foursome,” Said Leliana.

“Then let’s get started,” Said Josephine.

You all tossed your clothes aside in a huge pile, and your three bedmates wiggled their breasts in front of you, slightly inflated with milk.

“Come on, Aedan, don’t keep us waiting,” Said Leliana with a wink, “You get to have your first taste of our breastmilk.”

“Ah, all of them look delicious…” You said, “Which bosom shall I suckle on first? I know!”

You went to suckle on Josephine’s teats, a delectable sweetness overwhelming your taste buds.

“Mm! Oh, you’re a hungry big boy, aren’t you?” Said Josephine.

“Sweet and thick, just what I’d expect of a dainty Antivan noblewoman,” You said, “And next…”

You suck on Cassandra’s teats, and this time her breastmilk is less sweet but thicker and more full-bodied.

“Yours isn’t half-bad either, Cassandra,” You said.

“I-I’m flattered,” Said Cassandra.

“And now…”

Leliana’s teats were last, and her breastmilk was roughly the same as Cassandra’s but no less sweet and tasty. Once you had your fill, you then said smirkingly, “How about you all show your asses to me?”

The three girls obliged and showed their shapely asses to you. Cassandra’s was hard and chiseled from years of hard exercise, Leliana’s was less muscly and more lithe but no less athletic, while Josephine’s was the perfect curviness with a supple softness warrior-women tended to lack.

And so, you spent the long night hammering your massive excalibur into their pussies and asses, sending the three women screaming in ecstasy as you had the time of your lives. Pussy juices and manly precum liberally soaked the bedsheets, the whole bedroom stinking of sex.

“Oh fuck, yes! It’s been so long since you fucked me!” Said Josephine.

“Reading smutty literature doesn’t compare! Oh Maker, bless me!” Said Cassandra.

“I can’t remember the last time I fucked!” Said Leliana.

The power of the Throne allowed you to fuck with greater stamina most men lacked, and all three women at once without tiring easily.

And soon, you came and blasted your seed inside their wombs and asses, spurting splotches of white in a terrible attempt at abstract artistry.

Collapsing onto the bed in a sheen of sweat, the three girls cuddled with you, puddles of stick white pooling onto your legs from their lower halves, kissing you on the cheeks and lips.

“Thanks for today, Aedan,” Said Leliana, “We really needed that.”

“Any time,” You said.

And the four of you drifted off to sleep.

Revised and edited by ebanu8