Confess to Adella

Turning to face his sister, Stewart says in a whispered voice, “Don’t you see? That’s exactly what she said to me a couple of times — that her tail was lifted for me!”

Adella lets the words sink in before looking up at her brother with concern. “And did you... you know... inside of her?”

Stewart grows impatient. “Of course I did. Do you think I would be this concerned if I had merely given her a pearl necklace? How was I supposed to know what she was telling me?”

Adella thinks quickly. “Well, of course, there’s no guarantee that you actually got her pregnant. And judging from the way she and Althesire are feeling each other up, it would surprise me if you end up being the only one to taste her feminine charms. If she does end up being pregnant, who is to say that it isn’t Althesire’s?”

Stewart ponders the image of a miniature version of himself, albeit with tiger stripes and a tail, running around Mirantia.

“What should I do?” he asks his sister. “Evidently Althesire doesn’t seem concerned that I have had sex with his wife, but how would he feel about it if he knew that I may have knocked her up?”

“Calm yourself, brother,” says Adella. “Remember that you are the king. I don’t think kings use phrases such as ‘knocked up’.”

Stewart sighs with exasperation. “Kings don’t typically have nymphomaniac tiger women throwing themselves at them while they are in prime season to get knocked up.”

He looks over his shoulder and sees Tonia has departed from Althesire’s embrace and is walking away from them. Even in his semi-frantic state, Stewart cannot help but admire the sultry way her tail waves as her ass sways with each step.

“I guess I could discreetly try to find out what the custom about such things is around here,” says Adella. “We are here, after all, to learn about each other, so my questions may seem perfectly natural.”

“Or maybe I should just come right out and tell Althesire that his wife may be carrying a potential heir to the Mirantia throne,” Stewart muses.

Adella squeezes his hand. “I should have guessed that the most significant decision of the early days of your reign would be directly related to something you did with your penis.”

Stewart pulls his hand away from his sister’s. “Lest you forget, sister dear, this is all because you set me up with her, and let’s not pretend that you weren’t toying with me even before she arrived, parading around with your —“ He gestures toward her bare breasts. “And flirting and getting me all turned on....”

Adella puts a hand on her brother’s arm. “I’m sorry. It’s wrong for me to make light of this. I know the potential for disaster is great. You are the king, and I trust your judgment in this matter. How would you like to proceed?”