Edin comes in to try and save you

"Actually I thought I could ride with Christopher." Edin quietly mutters to Anastasia. Anastasia and Isabelle look at him and he shrinks a little out of shyness.

You are thankful for his attempt to save and you are glad that relationship isn't hopelessly complicated following last night.

Isabelle leans over and whispers in her sisters ear. Anastasia looks between the two of you before her aura twitches lightly. Edin smiles a little and nods his head. Anastasia looks at you with that predatory glint for a moment before covering it up.

"Sorry sis. I need to ride with Christopher again. He hasn't been to the capital and I need to make sure he doesn't embarrass himself." Anastasia says softly to Isabelle who pouts and taps her fingers against the table annoyed at being denied by her sister.

"Fine. Come on Edin." Isabelle stood up and left the table.

Edin hesitates for a moment looking at you like he wanted to say something.

"You can wait for the capital if you want anything from Christopher." Anastasia said with a smirk. Edin blushes and dashes out of the way-station after Isabelle. You find it hard to not stare at his ass as he goes. Anastasia seemed to notice your staring as she cough to get your attention. "And you can wait to take anything from him." She was grinning at you.

You knew she wasn't but all you were able think was that she was making an innuendo and felt yourself blush. You covered it up by standing. "After you Anna." You stay standing waiting for her.

Her smile remains as she slowly stands and walks around the table towards the door. As she passes you she get a little too close and you get a nose full of her jasmine perfume and feel her hand accidentally brush against you. "Yes you will be." She lets out a short laugh and leaves you alone.

You look at the table and grab the platter and cups. Knocking on the door the portly man returns and smiles at you. "Thank you all the food was amazing." You say as he takes items from you.

"Just nice to have someone appreciate my cooking to it's fullest." He smiles at you. "Wait here a moment." He dashes inside leaving the door open. You wait for a moment and he returns carrying a basket. "Here, some honey biscuits." He offered you the basket that you take. "Maybe they'll get you past oblivious." He grinned at you. "And you can drop the basket back when you come through again." He waves behind his back as the door closed behind him.

You look at the biscuits and shrug still not getting what he was referring too.

Basket in hand you return to the carriage. The driver nods at you and you nod back. You open the front carriage door and see Anastasia resting her head on her hand looking out the far window. "Anastasia." You greet her and she waves you inside.

"Christopher." She greets you as you climb up the first step.

"I bring honey biscuits." You say as you hold up the basket and step inside.

She smile as you and leans towards you a little to observe the offered food. Then she stops and sits straight. You sit down and wait for her to speak. "When we get to the capital you'll call me your Highness or your Royal Highness. You'll keep at least one step behind me. And if I am speaking you will stay silent unless directly spoken to."

You were expecting something along those lines to be the case so didn't really react. "Of course Your Highness." You say bowing your head a little basket still in hand.

She grinned at you for a moment. "And try to be serious." She looked back out the window and you sit down next to her pacing the basket between the two of you.

"I didn't know I wasn't." You respond as the carriage starts to roll forwards. You can see Anastasia's smile even though she wasn't looking at you.

Despite her insistence that you had things to discuss before your arrival in the capital she sat silently staring out the window. Feel a little awkward sitting there silently you take a biscuit in hand and nibbling on it. It was soft, warm and did taste of honey.

"Isabelle doesn't like you." Anastasia said while you were halfway though your biscuit. You look at her with the half biscuit in your hand waiting for her to elaborate. "You won't see her in the capital until she joins the academy next year." She seemed to be thinking aloud to you went back to eating.

Once you finished your biscuit and Anastasia hadn't said anything else you spoke up. "Do you know why she doesn't like me?"

"Because I've been paying more attention to you than her." Anastasia looked over at you and the basket of biscuits. Taking one for herself she started to nibble on it. "I think because she is the youngest and I had Elizabeth she was always left alone. After..." She hadn't said much about her twin so you were hoping some details would be provided. "I started to spend time with her and ever since she hates when I spend time with others." You were disappointed you didn't get more details but kept quiet, clearly a delicate subject. "Though are the first boy." She grinned at you and licked the biscuit. If it hadn't been a circle it might have been a little more erotic than it was silly.

You chuckled at the display and she looked annoyed to have not gotten the reaction she was aiming for. "Will we have the same classes at the academy?" You hope giving her an out will make the pouting at the failed tease cease.

"For the mixed classes yes, though we will be split for any magical ones." She said it with an assumption that sounded assumed.

"Why?" You supposed it could be a simple matter of royalty but it have her formal tone when she talk about rank differences. It was more likely a matter of skill. You'd never seen her use magic beyond control of her aura and given she was royalty it is likely she had far more tutoring than you did.

"Because you're a man." She leaned over and patted you on the head. "But I'm sure you'll do you best." She smiled patronizingly at you and gave her a flat stare. She rolled her eyes at you not playing along and pulled her hand back.

"Where will I be staying?" You asked looking out your own window. You had gotten used to Anastasia's teasing so knew she was trying to bait you into giving her more attention.

"You and Edin have a dorm on campus. When we arrive one of the academy's attendant will take your luggage there." She turned to look at you again. "If it matters to you none of the academy's staff spill any secrets. The other students less so, though you're lower nobility so no one would care. Probably make you more popular if anything. Would make Isabelle like you if you were open about it."

You weren't sure if she was trying to tease you because you weren't understanding the teasing. You didn't respond not knowing how so you just looked out the window.

The carriage lapsed into silence occasionally broken by the sound of a biscuit being eaten. You kept an eye on it hoping there would be enough to give some to Edin and Isabelle. Anastasia seemed surprisingly aware of that as well as she stopped eating them when half were left. It was an awareness of others you hadn't seen her display before.

Time passed until around midday when the carriage slowed. You looked at Anastasia and saw her stretching so it must have been expected. When the carriage stopped she opened the door and stepped outside. You grabbed the basket and joined her, assuming this was a break to stretch before arriving at the capital, you likely slept through the break yesterday.

It was nice to stretch your legs and you flexed your muscles a few times. The carriage had stopped on the road between a field of some sort of crop and a forest. From how stark the divide was the forest must have been cleared some time ago to make way for agriculture. With the slight breeze making the crops sway you found the scenery very peaceful.

You turned to see the carriage driver out of his seat and checking over the join he had fixed with magic. He noticed your staring and gave you a thumbs up. You smile and look away to see Anastasia giving the two of you a curious look.

You didn't take much note of it as Edin and Isabelle stepped out as well. Isabelle looked rather happy. When your eyes met you saw that Anastasia's predatory glint was apparently a genetic trait. You looked away in discomfort. When Edin descended.

His clothes had changed. His shirt was tighter showing off just how delicate his body looked and his pants were a little tighter. He must have changed his clothes at some point. You looked to Anastasia expecting her to make some comment about how long they were going to wait before moving on.

"Christopher you'll be with Edin." She said walking over and taking the basket out of your hands. "Wouldn't want to ruin your reputation as we arrived." She stepped back into the front carriage and Isabelle looked rather smugly at you as she joined her sister. "And remember this is the same carriage." The door closed leaving Edin, the carriage driver and yourself alone.

"Hey you took the biscuits." You said to the closed door. The carriage driver let out a stifled laugh and climbed into his seat.

"We'll leave soon young Masters."

As he said that you considered would have another long sitting session. "I'll be back soon." You say walking towards the forest feeling your bladder needing to be emptied. You made sure to put a tree between yourself and the carriage and lowered your pants.

You had been pushing the need to piss out of your mind for a bit now. You let out a soft sigh as you did and looked to the left and saw Edin's head disappear round the side of the carriage. Probably wondering what you had been doing since you hadn't said anything. You looked down and from his angle the tree would not have covered you. You shrug you accidentally got to see his naked body you can hardly feel embarrassed about his accidentally seeing only a part of yours.

You finish and close your pants walking back around the carriage. Edin was fidgeting and when he saw you blushed horrible. "Excuse me." He rushed out dashing around the carriage and towards a tree of his own.

You felt a sudden urge to peak around the edge to see if you could see him but restrained yourself. Whether it was playful teenage mischief or horny teenage sexual deviancy you weren't sure but it did give a sudden reminder of your apparently unknown sexual orientation. You looked at the carriage, it is going to be several hours sitting next to Edin who you might, maybe, possibly be attracted to, though it could just be because you are a hormonal teenager and he is very cute.

You push out a breath along with sending a pulse of magic through yourself to distract you from the thought and what those thoughts were causing. You hadn't been paying much attention to your control and that pulse had **** out your aura. You quickly turned it back off and looked at the carriage hoping neither of the princesses, nor Edin saw your embarrassing moment. Thankfully they didn't seem to. Then you looked at the carriage driver who was wide eyed fixated on you.

You feel truly unique combination of shame and anger at yourself for still having no control over something children had mastered. "Please don't tell anyone." You say quietly enough for him to hear you but hopefully not loud enough for anyone else's ears.

He nodded at you still wide eyed and gave you a thumbs up. You were suddenly very glad you spent time looking at the carriage with him, even if he going to tell Anastasia and/or Isabelle at least he let you pretend he wouldn't.

Still embarrassed you looked away from him and back toward the crops waiting for Edin. You felt him approach and turned to see him so you could quickly duck into the carriage. Your face was still red and you thought you saw a small smile on his face. You were sure he hadn't seen your aura so you didn't spend any time trying to decipher his expression. "Let's go." You said climbing in the carriage and taking a seat next to the door since that is where you sat with Anastasia.

It hadn't occurred to you that because of where you were sitting Edin had to slip past you. When he put his head into the door and saw where you were sitting he quickly turned to face away from you and walked sideways.

It was impossible to not pay attention to his ass as he walked it in front of your face. The shame at your aura was instantly replaced with that perfect formed butt. He mentioned Anastasia had told him how to stay health and you could not argue with the results.

In his tighter pants and remembering how firm yet yielding it was from your accidental morning spooning, now you got to see just how large it was. Honestly looking at him from the back with his narrow shoulders, long hair, wide hips and ass you could mistake him for a girl. You could feel your hand reach up to grope him. You wrestled your hand from its horny control and locked it to your side.

Reminding yourself that Edin is your friend and a guy and mentally excusing your perving on him wasn't acceptable. If you are attracted to him it is clearly not just because he is feminine. The memory of your hand grazing his morning wood replayed in your mind. You thought it would work to reiterate his being male but all it did was make you unsure again because, rather than turn you off, it made you curious.

You could just claim any touching was an accident.

Your horny now happy that control of a hand had been returned it reached to feel Edin's ass. And was immensely disappointed that it wasn't before you. You looked to the left and saw Edin sitting next to you blushing. You were pretty sure you hadn't accidentally touched him and not noticed. If he had you would be pissed at yourself for not coping a better feel.

With the ass out of your vision you were able to reassert control over the horny and chided yourself for that last thought. Edin is your friend molesting him is unforgivable.

You sat quietly not wanting to say anything feeling ashamed at how easily you had objectified Edin and his ass. You decided that the moment you were alone you were doing two things. One masturbate to get rid of the horny for a moment, and two think about Edin with your hopefully passionless mind to see if it got a response. Until you at least figured out what and why you were feeling things you had to stay in control of yourself.