Why wouldn't you try and get physical with a Princess?

"Aren't you a little curious about what Edin felt?" You ask taking a step towards her.

Anastasia looked you in the eyes and smiled a horny smile. "Edin?" She really seemed to get off on the fact you'd had sex with Edin. She looked at the beauty therapist and licked her lips quickly. "Go ahead." She waved rubbing her thighs together.

That is not what you were angling for. The therapist ran a professional hand along your arm leaving a coating of oil over it. The sudden professionalism in the face of your and Anastasia's hornyness did wonders to pull you both back to the situation. She was a Princess and you were a lower noble supposed to be pretending to be upper nobility and you were in the company of someone else.

Anastasia's interest in you had only been expressed when she was alone or with Edin. People she could trust to not go spilling any secrets about the Princesses sexual exploits. "How does he feel?" Anastasia asked still rubbing her thighs together. Her voyeur fetish also fit with that, she knows and has likely always known she can't involve herself in sexual acts due to who she was but she can observe and direct.

"Strong." The beauty therapist still sounded professional, not uncomfortable about the situation but not falling into it.

Anastasia's face flashed with irritation at the beauty therapist not going along with her wants. "Compared to you?" Her aura extended towards the beauty therapist and you watched as his was pushed out of the way.

"Yes your Highness." He shifted on his feet and looked up at you for a moment. You couldn't get a read on his emotions but figured the professionalism was losing to his discomfort.

"Your Highness." You said hoping to snap her out of her desires.

Her aura pushed harder against the therapists, all but enveloping him and smothering her aura. You saw a noticeable redness to his face so you knew he wasn't going to tolerate this much longer. You had no idea the repercussions of the Princess doing this but knew better than to let it play out.

"I met Lady Asune by the way." At the mention of that name Anastasia's focus was back on you and the lust had receded.

"What?" Her aura pulled from the beauty therapist who took a few steadying breaths and but didn't stop in his applying of the oils to your skin. Though he was working a little slower as he rubbed your stomach. It was the first time someone had massaged your abs so far you'd been the one doing the massaging.

"Met is a strong word, she and Vatarie were having a fight and I," You pause to think of how to word it without giving away too much, "extracted Vatarie." You then remember the look Asune had given you at the end. "I don't think Asune likes me much."

"She doesn't like anyone." Anastasia said putting on a thinking face. "She and Vatarie were fighting? How?"

"A verbal sparring rather than an actual sparring." As you say that you recalled the sparring you'd seen the two woman perform. You wondered which one would win in a fight. Vatarie would have the speed advantage and if Asune was surprised by the unarmed combat it might be solid Vatarie victory.

"How do you know she doesn't like you?" Anastasia had totally forgotten her earlier hornyness. You however had not because the beauty therapist was still rubbing your torso with oils and creams. You looked at him and saw a look of total focus, pretending he wasn't hearing what he was hearing.

"She was sweet." You know it didn't sound that bad but even remembering Asune's tone made the now absence hair on the back of your neck stand on end.

"Sweet?" Anastasia sounded surprised by not in a disbelieving way.

"Said she hoped we can speak again." You explained further as the beauty therapist finished with the last of the oils. He took up the cream for shaving again and rather surprisingly dropped to his knees next to you. You were unsure for a second before you felt him rubbing your ankle. "You are taking all the body hair." You say with a little surprise.

"Of course my Lord, in the capital men take care to be smooth," he looked up at you from his knees. "it makes things feel better." he held your gaze for a long moment before going back to rubbing in the cream.

"Avoid her." Anastasia said. You were stunned she hadn't paid attention to the beauty therapist's words because you were finding them hard to ignore.

"Why?" You ask it mostly hoping to distract yourself from the slowly raising hands of the beauty therapist.

"She's only sweet to men she wants to seduce and one she's seduces a man they tend to be infatuated to the point of public humiliation." She didn't explain further but that ominous enough to fully distract you from the hands reaching the top of your thigh.

"Humiliate how?" You wanted an idea mostly to know how actively you should avoid Asune.

"She has them prove their love of her, usually by getting permanent marks with her name across their faces or other body parts before discarding them. She of course always denied ordering them to mark themselves for her and none of the men would say a word against so she's never faced any consequences." Anastasia looked you in the eye. "Avoid her."

You swallow and nod. "Good advice." You recall some of the stories of nobles from your previous world, namely how some of them of them were batshit insane psychopaths. Guess that held true of this world as well. "Ah." You gasp out as you feel the beauty therapists finger graze your crotch. He didn't react in any way to your exclamation but it brought Anastasia eyes and attention to the scene in front of her.

She looked at the two of you for a moment. "You look good like that." She said as her cheeks reddened and her aura drifted towards the therapist. "Standing over Edin." She mumbled it but it was hard to not hear.

You looked down at the beauty therapist as he finished apply the cream and was moving the knife to began shaving you. You remembered looking down at Edin and seeing his big eyes look up at you. You swallowed and tried to stop your semi erection cock from taking up any more blood, reminding yourself the he was here to do a job not to be a toy for Anastasia to fuck with, or fuck you with.

"I also met Lucia." You say clenching your thighs to keep blood moving.

"Who?" Anastasia looked at you temporarily broken from her fixation.

"She's attending the academy on a sponsorship." You explain hoping the beauty therapist would hurry up the shaving because you were getting a little **** to not have his head so close to your cock.

"Oh?" Anastasia instantly stopped paying attention the moment you finished your sentence and her aura started to stroke your now almost shaved legs.

"She wants to be the best Incartor in Calitian." You say to distract yourself. "She's quite good."

Anastasia looked at you for a moment clearly not amused by your attempts to divert her focus. "Really?"

"She was performing on the street yesterday." You say as the beauty therapist flicks his knife completing your shaving. "All done. I think we can skip the oiling of my legs, I do where pants after all." You take a step behind the screen.

"Christopher." Anastasia voice held a soft warning. She was enjoying the show and you were taking it away from her. "Not all of you has been shaved yet." You hand had grabbed your tunic but stopped dead. You looked at Anastasia then at the beauty therapist still waiting on his knees. "Can't have anyone thinking you aren't who you are."

You hesitate. You know for a fact that if you have to get the rest of you shaved this is ending one way. You look at the beauty therapist again and as you do you realise how much he looked like Edin, same soft features same slender build. You should have figured Anastasia wouldn't have taken some random beauty therapist. But that did give you a way out. She'd made sure the beauty therapist was Edin adjacent, you could probably dissuade her from wanting to go further here by pointing out she didn't have to settle for adjacent when Edin would be happy to perform for her. On the other hand you were super horny after the blue balling in the carriage and the eroticism that had been permeating the room in the form of Anastasia aura.