Welcome the other.

It's quite the sight to behold--a pretzel of two girls and a guy, eating and fucking one another right beside the queen's personal bathing pool. Though if any where to have issue, it would be the queen herself, but that would be a guess made only by those who don't know her like you do. In fact, this is likely what she had hoped would happen when she sent the three of you ahead to wait for her late coming.

Queen Catherine II is there by the door--no circlet, no jewellery of any sort, and no dress or cloak. She's wearing just a crimson, silken bath robe. The sleeves are translucent, as are the straps that bind it shut in the middle. Or they would, if she did so. The robe is completely opened. Her bare pussy is completely visible, though much of her breasts are still concealed by partly closed curtains. She steps slowly to the edge of the pool, and watches silently from afar.

Your passionate entanglement comes to a preemptive close, almost entirely due to Xiaoqing flushing red and falling to the side. It's one thing to be intimate with the two of whom you've become close, though it's another to be caught in a threesome by the queen herself, especially one she's only met once before, and she certainly doesn't know her like you do.

But then the queen speaks. "Oh. Please don't stop on my account." Then slowly, she slips the soft fabric from her shoulders, baring her body in full as she allows the garment to fall loosely upon the floor behind her. She then continues to look around. "It seems you've made a mess of my bath already."

"With your permission, Your Majesty," you reply coyly. "We can make even more of a mess."

First she dips her toe into the water. Then, she slides her leg down to the seat beneath. With a long, satisfying sigh, she sinks to her chest, and leans back, submerged in the hot, steamy water. "Mmm. That feels perfect." Her eyes then move back to you with a delayed response. "I think it's more than fine to make a mess in the bath of all places. It's much easier to clean."

"Should I really be seeing the queen naked?" asks Xiaoqing.

Catherine chuckles. "Kyle has seen much of me already."

She turns to you, briefly too stunned to speak. But then she finds the words. "You had sex with the queen of Tivera?" she whispers loudly. "Who haven't you been with?"

Nyllia pulls in her leg, sliding a hand down her stomach as she plays near her womanhood with eager fingers. "Your Majesty. Would you still be able to enjoy your bath if I were to take Kyle for a ride beside it? So cruelly, he has left my body craving more."

You chuckle. "Well hold on now. I wasn't trying to deny you. We aren't done yet."

The queen waves her hand. "You may, but not yet. Come. Wash up a little bit and rest. Soon we'll be brought refreshments, and something special I requested. We have all night. That being said, I must request one thing selfish. Kyle, I want you to sit by me. You can have your turn, Lady Tesgella. We'll make sure you're properly tended to."

Nyllia smirks. "A paladin has incredible patience, and I am a templar. I do not mind waiting for a prize such as Kyle."

So you dip into the water to the queen's right, while Xiaoqing sits down next to you, and then lastly, past her comes Nyllia. You all sit in a row, right near the doorway, where you and the others were soaking previously. It feels even better now after all you were doing. Your muscles loosen, and though you're stiff beneath the water's surface, you've shot one out already, so at least you aren't pent up. And even if you were, it isn't so bad being surrounded by gorgeous women, naked in the bath, especially knowing more fun is to come.

You can't help but look the queen over thoroughly, especially when she pulls her arms up and back, and leans with them along the ledge of the pool. The steamy water does nothing to mask her breasts floating right at the surface, even moreso during her initial stretch.

"Kyle," the queen says first to get your attention. Then suddenly, she looking into your eyes with the most sincere, kind-hearted smile. She reaches under the water to take your hand, and with her other she cups it between them. "I can't thank you enough for everything. It was one thing to save my life, and another to save my empire, but then you stopped that feud today before it could get worse. Tensions between bunnyfolk and catfolk are on and off, and while I don't know the lasting effects of Feli and Lepo revealing themselves to the public, I think what you did was for the best."

Nyllia nods and peaks around the side of Xiaoqing's head. "Indeed. You have become quite the adept public speaker."

"The Empire of Tivera needs unity if it's to cover from such tragedies as the one most recently. Though now you're definitely in the public eye. People knew your name in fear before, though now everybody knows your face, your voice, and your personality. Whether they think you as a demon or a hero, they know you're powerful, and exceptionally intriguing. On top of that, anybody who studies Isekai Theory was certainly given a twist today. Scholars in the Circle will be studying you for a long time to come. After the Demon King was slain, I wonder... What are your plans next?"

"I admit, I've been pretty reactionary. All I've wanted was to be safe, though threats kept appearing. The problem is the mastermind behind Elok is still out there. Breiah is a threat. On top of that, there's the Hunter of Souls, or whatever his name really is. Some kind of ultra powerful entity who slays other powerful entities, and gets stronger and stronger. We saw it with Stormqueen Tepilli. That's probably who killed Guerr the Mountainbreaker. That's why Feli, Lepo, and the others are taking refuge at Castle Phoenix."

"What you did against Elok Daven was hardly reactive. Don't count yourself short."

"Sure. That's true. I was tired of him looming over my head, and he was a genuine threat to the world. It's just exhausting. He's gone, and now we have two others."

"That's the way of leadership. There will always be another obstacle, but you have to remain strong, for the sake of the people you protect."

Knock knock.

You turn to the door. Somebody's there.

The queen rises slowly from the water. You watch as the water runs down every curve of her body. She lifts a leg up, and pulls herself out from the bath, now facing the entrance. "You may enter," she says.

After the door opens, a girl enters with a silver platter balanced quite impressively on one hand, though something rather odd is wedged beneath her other. She's a catfolk with a short pink bob cut, and an adorable maid dress--one different than what Yin wore before or wears now, though it's a similar idea. The strangest part of her attire, however, is that a piece of red fabric has been tied around her eyes.

The queen seems confused by this as well. She gives it a tug and asks, "Now what is this thing? How can you see?"

"Please don't take it off, Your Majesty. And I only just put it on while waiting, so don't worry. I wasn't going to spill in the hall."

Upon the platter are four glasses and a bottle. The object under her arm is a short and stubby cylinder with flat ends, and a bulging ring in the middle.

The queen plucks one of the glasses from the plate. There are two cubes of ice already inside. Then with her other hand, she lifts the bottle, and with an impressive flick of her thumb, she pops the already loosened cork away before pouring the first drink. "Come, Kyle. This is one of my finest wines."