the day of the festival with Edelgard

It was the day of the festival. Edelgard stood in front of a large mirror, staring at her reflection with a mix of anxiety and embarrassment. She was naked, except for the fake antlers and a red nose that adorned her face. The antlers were surprisingly heavy, and the nose was a bit too tight, but she tried to ignore the discomfort. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. She had never felt so **** in her life.

As she looked at herself, she couldn't help but think about how ridiculous she must look. The Emperor of the Adestrian Empire, reduced to a mere reindeer costume.

Edelgard's eyes wandered to the door, where she knew her attendants were waiting to escort her to the festival grounds. She took another deep breath, trying to steel herself for the humiliation that was to come. Her hands instinctively rose to adjust the antlers, but she caught herself, remembering that she was supposed to be a reindeer, not the Emperor. She let her arms drop to her sides, feeling the cool air on her skin. The fake fur trim on the antlers itched, and she resisted the urge to scratch.

As she stood there, she heard the sound of footsteps outside the door, followed by a gentle knock. "Your Imperial Majesty?" a soft voice called out.

The soft voice was followed by a brief pause, and then the door creaked open. One of Edelgard's attendants, a young woman with a neutral expression, entered the room. She curtsied deeply, her eyes fixed on the floor. "Your Imperial Majesty, it is time to depart for the festival grounds. King Dimitri and the others are waiting for you." The attendant's voice was steady, but Edelgard detected a hint of amusement in her tone.

Edelgard's face burned with embarrassment as she turned to face the attendant. She felt a sudden urge to cover herself, but her hands remained frozen at her sides.

Edelgard's eyes locked onto the attendant's, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. The attendant's expression remained neutral, but Edelgard could sense a flicker of amusement dancing in her eyes. Edelgard's face burned with embarrassment as she struggled to maintain her composure. She took a deep breath, trying to remind herself that she was the Emperor, and she would not be swayed by a little embarrassment.

"Very well," Edelgard said finally, her voice firm but slightly strained. "Let us proceed."

As Edelgard stepped out of the room, the cool winter air hit her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. She felt a surge of embarrassment as she realized that she was completely exposed, with only the fake antlers and red nose to cover her face. The attendant walked beside her, trying to maintain a neutral expression, but Edelgard could sense a hint of amusement in her eyes.

They walked through the winding corridors of the castle, the sound of laughter and music growing louder with each step. Edelgard's heart sank as she realized that they were getting closer to the festival grounds.

As they turned the final corner, Edelgard caught her first glimpse of the festival grounds. The courtyard was filled with people, all dressed in colorful costumes and masks, laughing and singing as they celebrated the festival. The smell of roasting meats and sweet pastries filled the air, and the sound of a lively tune being played on a fiddle echoed through the courtyard.

Edelgard's attendants led her to a large wooden sled, which was already piled high with gifts and food for the villagers.

As Edelgard approached the sled, she saw Dimitri, dressed in a puffy red suit, his face painted with a cheerful smile. He looked like a jolly old man, and Edelgard couldn't help but feel a pang of embarrassment at her own ridiculous costume. Claude, dressed in a similar outfit, stood beside him, grinning from ear to ear. The two of them looked like they were having the time of their lives, and Edelgard felt a surge of resentment towards them for making her do this.

The attendant helped Edelgard climb onto the sled, and she felt a wave of self-consciousness wash over her as she settled into position.

As Edelgard settled into position, she felt the cold wooden slats of the sled beneath her bare skin, sending a shiver down her spine. She tried to adjust her fake antlers, which had become slightly askew during the climb, but her hands were trembling slightly. The attendant, still standing beside her, reached out to help, her fingers brushing against Edelgard's skin as she adjusted the antlers. Edelgard felt a surge of embarrassment at the touch, but the attendant's expression remained neutral, her eyes fixed on the task at hand.

Meanwhile, Dimitri and Claude were grinning at her from the front of the sled, their faces painted with cheerful smiles.

As the attendant stepped back, Edelgard felt a slight breeze rustle her fake antlers, causing them to wobble precariously. She instinctively reached up to steady them, her hand brushing against the soft fur of the reindeer costume. The sensation was strange, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of detachment from her own body.

Dimitri, still grinning, turned to face her, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Ah, Emperor Edelgard, you look... festive," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Edelgard's face burned with embarrassment, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of a reaction.

Edelgard's eyes narrowed slightly at Dimitri's comment, but she refused to rise to the bait. Instead, she focused on adjusting her fake antlers, trying to steady them as the cold wind rustled her costume. The soft fur of the reindeer suit felt strange against her skin, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort at the absurdity of her situation.

As she fiddled with her antlers, Edelgard's gaze drifted to the crowd gathered around the festival grounds. They were all staring at her, their faces a mixture of confusion and amusement. Some of them were pointing and laughing, while others looked on in confusion, unsure of what to make of the Emperor's ridiculous costume.

As the sled began to move, Edelgard felt a jolt of surprise, her hands instinctively grasping for the wooden slats to steady herself. The sound of laughter and music grew louder, and the smell of roasting meats wafted through the air, making her stomach growl with hunger. Dimitri, still grinning, turned to face her, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he began to sing a lively tune, his voice booming through the courtyard.

The sled glided smoothly over the cobblestones, Edelgard's fake antlers bobbing up and down as she bounced along.

As the sled moved forward, Edelgard felt increasingly self-conscious, her heart pounding in her chest as the villagers stared at her. She couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability as she was **** to bend over, distributing gifts and food to the villagers. The villagers, many of them children, looked at her with curiosity and amusement, some of them giggling at her ridiculous costume. Edelgard's face burned with embarrassment, but she **** herself to smile and wave, trying to make the best of the situation.

Dimitri, still dressed as Saint Cichol, was having the time of his life.

As the sled continued to glide through the festival grounds, Edelgard's discomfort grew with each passing moment. The villagers' laughter and cheers seemed to echo through the courtyard, making her feel like a spectacle on display. She tried to maintain a dignified demeanor, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as the sled bounced and jolted over the cobblestones.

As they approached a particularly large crowd, Dimitri stood up, his puffy red suit making him look like a giant, and began to toss small toys and candies to the children gathered around. Edelgard, still seated, felt a jolt of surprise as the sled hit a bump, causing her to lurch forward.

Edelgard, still seated, quickly regained her composure and continued to distribute gifts and food to the villagers. She could feel their eyes on her, taking in every detail of her costume, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort at the attention.

Suddenly, a loud cheer erupted from the crowd as a group of women managed to catch Edelgard her own discomfort.

As the cheer died down, a group of women, their faces flushed with excitement, pushed their way to the front of the crowd. One of them, a stout woman with a kind face, caught Dimitri's eye and called out to him. "Saint Cichol, Saint Cichol! Can the Emperor's reindeer make a display for us?" she asked, her voice shrill with enthusiasm.

Dimitri, still grinning, turned to Edelgard and raised an eyebrow. "What do you say, Emperor? Shall we give the good people a show?" he asked, his voice dripping with amusement.

Edelgard's face burned with embarrassment as she hesitated, unsure of what to do.

She felt a surge of embarrassment at the thought of performing for the crowd, but she could see the excitement and anticipation on the villagers' faces. She knew that this was a special moment for them, and she didn't want to disappoint.

"Very well," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I will do my best."

Dimitri grinned and nodded, before turning to the attendant. "Could you please help the Emperor to stand?" he asked, his voice filled with amusement.

As the attendant helped Edelgard to her feet, Dimitri's grin grew even wider. He reached out and took Edelgard's hand, his fingers wrapping around hers in a firm but gentle grasp. "Now, Emperor, let us give the good people a show," he said, his voice dripping with amusement.

Edelgard's face burned with embarrassment as Dimitri led her to the front of the sled. The villagers cheered and clapped, their faces flushed with excitement. Dimitri raised his hands, and the crowd fell silent, waiting with bated breath for the Emperor's reindeer to make its display.

Dimitri's eyes sparkled with mischief as he turned to Edelgard and whispered, "I think the good people would love to see the Emperor's reindeer in a more... festive pose." He winked at her, and Edelgard's face burned with embarrassment as she realized what he was suggesting.

Before she could protest, Dimitri gently but firmly guided her into a bend-over pose, her hands grasping the edge of the sled for balance. The villagers erupted into cheers and applause, and Edelgard's face grew hotter with humiliation.

As she bent over, her naked reindeer costume exposing a bit more of her legs than she was comfortable with.

As Dimitri's hands guided her into the pose, Edelgard felt a surge of mortification wash over her. She tried to resist, but his grip was firm, and she was **** to spread her legs apart. The villagers cheered and clapped, their faces alight with excitement, and Edelgard's face burned with humiliation.

As Edelgard's face burned with humiliation, Dimitri's hands remained firmly on her hips, guiding her into the pose. The villagers cheered and clapped, their faces alight with excitement, and Edelgard's face grew hotter with every passing moment. She tried to resist, but Dimitri's grip was firm, and she was **** to spread her legs apart.

Suddenly, a loud voice boomed from the crowd, "Spank the reindeer!" The villagers erupted into cheers and applause, and Edelgard's heart sank. She knew that she was in a precarious position, and she didn't know how to get out of it.

Dimitri's grip on Edelgard's hips tightened as the villagers' cheers grew louder. She could feel his fingers digging into her skin, and she knew that she couldn't escape. She closed her eyes, trying to block out the sound of the cheering crowd, but it only seemed to grow louder.

"You heard the people, Emperor," Dimitri said, his voice low and taunting. "I think it's time for a little spanking."

Edelgard's eyes flew open as she felt Dimitri's hand come down on her bottom.

Edelgard's eyes widened in shock as the sound of Dimitri's hand slapping against her bottom echoed through the air. The villagers cheered and clapped, their faces alight with excitement, and Edelgard's face burned with humiliation. She felt a surge of anger and embarrassment, but before she could react, Dimitri's hand came down again, this time a little harder.

The **** of the slap sent a jolt through Edelgard's body, and she stumbled forward, her hands grasping the edge of the sled for balance. Dimitri's grip on her hips tightened, holding her in place, and Edelgard felt a wave of mortification wash over her.

As the second slap echoed through the air, Edelgard's face burned with a mix of shame and anger. She felt a surge of humiliation wash over her, and her eyes began to well up with tears. Dimitri's grip on her hips remained firm, holding her in place as the villagers continued to cheer and clap.

The sound of their applause was like a physical blow, each clap striking Edelgard's already battered pride. She felt like she was going to collapse under the weight of their expectations, like she was a fragile doll about to shatter into a thousand pieces.

Edelgard's heart raced as she felt Dimitri's hand come down on her bottom again. She let out a yelp of surprise, and the villagers cheered even louder. She could feel her face burning with embarrassment, and her eyes began to fill with tears. She felt like she was being violated, **** to perform for the amusement of the crowd.

Dimitri's grip on her hips tightened, holding her in place as his hand came down again and again. Each slap sent a jolt of pain and humiliation through her body, and she could feel herself becoming more and more powerless to resist.

As Dimitri's hand continued to slap against her bottom, Edelgard felt a wave of humiliation wash over her. She was trapped, unable to escape the grasp of Dimitri's hands or the cheers of the crowd. Just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, Dimitri's fingers slipped between her legs, and he began to spank her crotch.

Edelgard's eyes widened in shock as the first slap landed, sending a jolt of pain and embarrassment through her body. She tried to squirm away, but Dimitri's grip on her hips was too strong. He held her in place, his fingers slapping against her sensitive flesh with a rhythmic intensity that left her breathless.

As Dimitri's fingers continued to slap against her sensitive flesh, Edelgard's body began to tremble with a mix of pain and humiliation. She felt like she was being torn apart by the conflicting emotions, her mind reeling with the shame of being spanked in public. The villagers' cheers and applause grew louder, a deafening cacophony that seemed to close in around her like a suffocating shroud.