Yes and she does want to talk

When the carriage comes to a stop at the academy you climb out and thank the driver. The driver you an odd look at the thank you and heads back to his Lady while you head to yours. The royal estate isn't lit from the inside but the driver had confirmed it wasn't yet midnight but it was close. Walking inside the dark foyer you look for someone who can point you towards Anastasia.

There isn't anyone so you start walking towards her room, at some point White, Black or Blue will show up. You wonder if White and Black have names or if they are like Blue, actually does Blue were blue because it is her namesake or the other way around. You walk up the steps contemplating this deep well of cosmic mystery. You can see fire light from beneath her door when you are suddenly stopped by a hand on your shoulder.

"You shouldn't be so trusting with the Princesses life. If I had been an enemy she would be in danger." Her bodyguard said letting go of your shoulder.

You take a few seconds to get your heart out of your throat then turn. "I'm usual am." You point out turning around. "And I was told to not use any magic for a few days."

The bodyguard glowers at you for a long few seconds. "Then I will stay on guard." She walk around you and takes a position at the Princess door.

You have absolutely no idea if that went well or not. You thought she was beginning to respect you a little hopefully that hasn't been reset. Walking to the door she regards you for a moment before you open it and walk inside.

The moment the door closes you hear, "Did you fuck her?" It take a second to locate Anastasia since she isn't on her bed. She is sitting on a lounge with her feet curled up under her in front of a dimly burning fire.

You regard her for a moment. She isn't looking at you and is wearing a light slip. "No." You say when your silence had brought her to look at you.

"Why?" She asked staring into your eyes.

You decided on the carriage ride to not mention any possible Goddess curses just in case and instead try and score some points, "You asked me not too."

A faint smile tugs at her cheek for a moment. Well at least she get to enjoy exercising her power, even if it wasn't the cause of anything. "Good." She uncurls her feet and pats the lounge next to her.

You get the message and take a seat next to her. She spins and lays her head on our lap looking at the fire at it snaps and pops. "Comb my hair, like on the carriage ride." You do as asked, running fingers through her her red hair. There wasn't any need to comb it, her hair was soft and silky but she let out a happy sigh as you did. "If you didn't fuck what is the smell on you?"

"Ah, well we didn't have sex but I ate her out and she grinded on me a bit and used her hand." You slowed your combing but she cleared he throat so you resumed.

"And you didn't fuck?" Anastasia asked flipping onto her back to look into your eyes.

"No." She studied your face for a moment and that same tugged smile occurred.

"Would you fuck me tonight?"

Well that's not an easy fucking question to answer now is it. You swallow against your suddenly dry throat. "I ah ..."

She roll back onto her side to watch the fire and you felt like you hurt her feeling. "We aren't having sex." She said reaching up to grab your hand and return it to its rhythmic combing.

You stayed like that for a few minutes. Running your fingers through her hair applying a little pressure to her scalp when you touched it. She started to relax and you thought she had gone to sleep. "Anastasia?"

"Do you like me?" She asked out of no where.

"I, well," you closed your mouth and thought about it. She was more than a little egocentric but she was a Princess so understandable, she had a habit of ordering you around but again Princess. She was way too ok with implied **** and **** though having spent time with Asune that maybe wasn't as implied as you that it was. She could be rude and demanding and flirty and prev and on occasion friendly. "Yes, I like you."

"Would you have ..." She trailed off and you saw her shift her face and looking a little further away from you. "If we didn't sign the **** Contract would you have fucked Vatarie if through I told you not too?"

Well that's a complex question because now you think she was trying to use the contracts compulsion to control you. But it also wouldn't have mattered and you are wondering where she is going with this. "No."

She takes your hand and starts to play with it, running her fingers over your palm and fingers. "If I, didn't have the contract would you stay with me?"

Oh is that what is going on, is she trying to build up to telling you the contract was stole. Well if she is you owe it to her to be honest. "I'm not sure if you would be a good Queen, but," you consider for a moment and see what you swear is the beginnings of tears in her eyes and you do in fact care about her enough to not want to hurt her, "yes, I'd stay with you, but you wouldn't be the only one." You feel like you need to add that last part to make sure.

She stared at you for a long moment and blushes slightly rolling back onto her side to watch the fire taking your hand with her and placing it on her chest. "Good enough, for now." She says and shifts her head a little. You feel her breathe steady as she lays on you. You don't really want to sleep like this, without magic to hold you up your neck will be killing you in the morning, and since she had put your hand into such a useful position.

With a gentle squeeze Anastasia's breath hitches and she rolls onto her back to stare at up at you. "You should go to bed."

"I want to sleep on your lap." She replies daring you to protest.

You do so with another squeeze. She smiles and bites her lip. "Guess you'll just have to sleep through this then."

She sighs pushing her chest harder into your hand as she does. "My burden to bare as Princess then." She closes her eyes and starts to fake sleeping. You squeeze her chest and she doesn't react beyond a tiny twitch of a smile. You start to kneed a little more and she stays fake asleep. You feel her nipple harden against your palm and after some circling with a finger you pinch it softly. She lets out a soft gasp then fake snore. "You'll do more than that to keep me awake." As she says it she subtly spreads her legs and her cheeks colour enough to match her hair.

You hesitate. If she wants to have sex then there is going to a problem that you are going to struggle to excuse, Vatarie was too horned up to really notice or care much but Anastasia is probably clear headed enough that it will be hard to miss unexplained pain when trying to have sex.