Your twin sister Ordana

You knew it was your twin sister, your other half, Ordana member of the Succumbs Triune to the Wych Cult of Perpetual Bliss, before she entered the room. You could sense her soul, your soul emanate from her across the room. For all Eldar, twin birth is considered sacred, even more so for Trueborn. You may have been born of two bodies, but you and she share the same soul. Everything you feel she feels, anything you learn she learns and vice verse.

This of course made your parents plans for you two so perfect. Father would raise you as his hier apparent to his Kabal, while Mother would train Ordana to one day take her place as head Succubus of her wych cult. Everything your father taught you bled to your sister, while things she learn bled to you in turn. You both knew your parents were grooming you two to take over whole operation, to solidify the long held alliance of the two factions and thus rule the whole armada together as brother and sister, though you both humerously considered it more as husband and wife only without the drawbacks of marriage.

As you gaze at her and take your time looking her over, you can't help but notice just how ravishing she is. With her smooth undamaged white skin, as smooth as polished marble. Her long silver hair, bright enough to shine in light like a gleaming blade, that she fashions in a exotic ponytail pigtails hybrid style with the main tail reaching her back, while the pigtails are angled to more to thier respected sides, making it seem more like a triple ponytail. You appreciate the irony of your sisters hair color description considering she actually equips the ends o her tail with barbs and blade, to assist her in her dance of death, not unlike her hero The legendary Lelith Hesperax. Thankfully you notice those blades to be absent today. You gaze at her eyes, your eyes, her right as watery blue as your mothers, while the left as sickly green as your fathers, you marvel at how perfect such an imperfection can bring, while some may claim abomination or genetic flaw, you call it a sign of uniqueness, and belonging as she and you share the same eyes yet on opposite sides, alone may be a flaw, but together creates a masterpiece. As you shift further down upon her masterly scuplted body, barley covered by her wychsuit. You know all too well that your mother took artistic and perverted liberties with her wychsuit and how she wears it, as much as you know, even realize first hand that Ordana took it a step further. Suit wychsuit cut in such as way that humans would cinfuse it as a string bikini, barley covering her privates she might as well be naked. This inst just a act of exhibition, it is a challenge like with your mother, daring her opponents to try and cut or brutalized her perfect body, so confident in her speed and reflexes that she often challenges her opponents that should they disrobe her she would belong to them.

You wonder what exactly does she wants with you, but then as she gets closer you can taste her want, her lovley shaped body much like mothers yet with fathers silver hair while you have your mothers indigo hair. Her every step towards you tells you she knows exactly what she wants and she will have it whether you give it to her or not. You suspect she's here to congratulate you on your victory and ascension and has come to offer tribute as a token of loyalty to you. Oh you shudder excitement at the thought as your phallus hardens at what she will do for you or to you.

For the past hundred years you have pursued a very psysical relationship relationship which surprising to both of you developed into something more intimate. While not a really big secret, it isn't common knowledge either . Not that there's anything wrong with it, while many races considered incest to be wrong and forbidden, well firstly every other race is inferior to them and secondly here in Commoragh nothing is wrong and forbidden.

Still some part at the back of your mind is telling you to be cautious, this may in fact be a front for an agenda of hers, not that all surprising you have done quite a few favors for each other and your parents didn't stop you because it did serve as an excellent exercise in working together and ruling. Still with all this power and responsibility now, you must be careful, and mind the cost. Even still if she wants to wind you down to make you more rectceiptable to her, you may as well enjoy her efforts and hear her out first.