You've played enough D&D to know...

That you don't fuck around with curses without asking a few questions.

You gesture the serving girl out and close the door quietly behind you.
"OK," you begin in more normal tones. "What do you mean 'Defeat the Royal Curse', and what are the risks to ME to do it?" you ask warily.

"The bloodline of the Queens of the Sun was cursed by the arch-demon Hesperus with his dying breath when they slew him 2000 years ago. Upon reaching their 18th birthday they would fall into a deep sleep from which they could only be roused by mucosal contact from a man of another Verse and would slowly starve to ****. Should they be so contacted and saved however they would bond to that man and be incapable of feeling sexual desire for any other person for the rest of their lives while also being willing to do anything to please him, even killing themselves if they thought it would genuinely make him happy." The Maid explains.

"There is no danger to you, other than having the responsibility of caring for the current heir of the line of the Sun Queen and being obligated to keep her sexually satisfied for the rest of your lives. However you also may have as many of the other women in the palace as your concubines as you wish, and need never worry for your children's well-being, they will be cared for by the staff. However time is short, Princess Amanda has slept for two days, she is growing very dehydrated, and we need you to bond with her as soon as can be managed." The maid finishes.

"As many of the staff as I wish, huh?" You say stroking your chin and looking the maid over approvingly.

"Yes." she whispers turning her head to one side and blushing, guessing what you are thinking.

"Even you?" You ask, stepping closer.

"Yes..." she says in a meep.