Another one secure

After that eventful night, the political situation in Orlais gradually stabilised. With the news of Celene's pregnancy being made public, many rejoiced at the securing of the Royal bloodline. The Commoners were elated, knowing that the nobles now lack the power to directly oppose the Inquisition..

As promised, through your backing, Celene’s position and her faction’s was secure. Those who stayed loyal until the end were generously rewarded. Those who opposed her or sat on the fence were executed without trial, a clear message sent to all..

Yet the ones rocked the hardest by the marriage was, of course, the Chantry. Afraid of the Inquisition’s power, they decried it as great heresy, hoping to garner enough support to depose the Empress and destroy the Inquisition.

But it was all for naught; with a simple support letter from the ruling Divine, it all came crashing down. You took it one step further, sending anonymous letters to each cleric to cease their attempts.

To the recipient of this letter,

I am of the Inquisition, and I have a simple message for you: Stop whatever nonsense you are doing and desist.

Aedan Cousland governs the most powerful organisation the continent has ever seen since its dissolution seven centuries ago, an organisation that has deep roots in both Orlais and Ferelden and only continues to grow in power and influence, such that the Divine has **** but to listen to his words.

Ignore this warning at your own peril. When you do, I warn you: You will be wiped from the face of the earth.

Think carefully on this, and if you wish to live and keep your lives.

A friend.

Several Grand Clerics refused to desist, thinking it a hoax. Who would dare sink their fangs into an organisation so powerful and respected as the Chantry?

Mere days later, their corpses were found, either brutally mutilated or poisoned.

This broke their resolve, and the survivors quickly fell into line, the dead replaced by those resolutely loyal to the Inquisition.

You won this fight.

"Ah ah ah harder, Aedan, more!"

Your cock was having a blissful evening, hammering into Celene’s stretched pussy with a bumpy and joyous rhythm.

“You missed me?” You asked.

“Yes Aedan, it was so lonely without you!” Said Celene, “All those politics, all that carousing, all those whispers and shiny masks, it’s so tedious to deal with all of them! At least I can finally enjoy with you!”

And enjoy you did; her breasts had grown slightly larger, fat with breastmilk, and her pussy was tighter than normal. It squeezed your cock nicely, ready to milk every last drop of seed from your fat balls.

"Nghhhh!”

You grunted as you filled her womb again - your seventh climax for today. In all honesty though, you lost count.

For some reason you're hornier than ever, ploughing the living shit out of your pregnant wife. Perhaps it was the sight of her belly inflated with your child, perhaps it was the thought of you filling her with yet more children in your lust-addled haze. You don’t know for sure..

And as the final spasms of your climax subsided, you plopped down beside Celene, and the two of you cuddled like long-time lovers.

And then she sighed.

“Aedan, I really love that I’m spending time with you,” Said Celene, “But after this, I think we’ll need a few months apart.”

“It’s regarding the complete reorganisation of the Orlesian nobility and Chantry clergy, isn’t it?” You asked.

“Yes. As you know,” Said Celene, “You’ve given us plenty of help with removing the rot and planting the seeds, but all seeds need time to grow and blossom. Even now, my hold is still tenuous, and time is needed to stabilise things, especially with the Venatori still at large.”

“Time waits for no one, it seems,” You said, “And though I would like to stay in Val Royeaux, I have to juggle much work between both Orlais and Ferelden.”

Celene sighed again, “Just make sure to be back when you can, alright? And by the way, the healers said I have twins on the way. Isn’t that wonderful?”

You smile as you caress her pregnant belly, saying, “It is wonderful, Celene. I myself still can’t believe I’m having children from multiple wives, much less monarchs of their respective nations.”

“Few can boast of that honour,” Said Celene, “Say…when the time comes, how can you be at two places at the same time?”

"I'll ask Morrigan and Solas about it. I won't miss the birth of any of my children, even if they're countries apart," You said resolutely.

Celene smiles at the statement. You both cuddle as you fall into a deep sleep.

The moment the sun rises is the moment you must break this blissful moment, and return to your duties as Inquisitor, and her to Empress of Orlais.

"Double check every caravan and all our equipment. We return to Skyhold today!" Cullen barked.

Like a well-oiled machine the Inquisition troops carried out their duties, packing wagons full of supplies for the journey ahead.

You were at Celene's side, spending the last few precious moments before departure.

“I’ll really miss your company for the following months,” Said Celene.

“I’ll be back, Celene. Count on it,” You said.

You both shared one last heartfelt kiss, and taking the opportunity, take two last gropes of her breasts and ass.

“You naughty boy,” Celene whispered.

Cullen took one look at you, and shook his head, choosing to studiously ignore your antics.