Reverse harem and bxb and bxbxgxb and more
Year 2045: Nuclear war devastated the surface of earth, and the people living on it barely survived. Those who did, became a bigoted bunch, living in small collections of likeminded people spread narrowly...
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It's a strange feeling, being completely unknown to my own people, even those closest to me. Both Vera and Lexalore, the only two people I talk to on this entire craft have never seen me for me. They both only know prince Kie'a, they don't friend Kie'a, despite how friendly they are. My thoughts become darker, worry fills me as I lean onto my elbows. Will they conform to my true identity? My head is in my hands as I eat my morning meal.
With a hiss from the door, Vita comes in, her mechanical body soundlessly hovering off the ground. Shoving my food into my mouth with more force I stare to V with a glare of annoyance. "I just got back from my meeting with Vera." I huff, tiredness obvious in my undereye darkness. V only smirked at my attitude, making me push myself not to fight back. I just wanted to eat I groan in thought. She only shrugged at the dread in my voice as I turned back to her, watching as her expression softened.
"Kie'a, I prepared suitable outfits for both Miss Vera and Logan both." I sputtered the food in my mouth- shocked I had not thought of it.
"I didn't think you had thought that far ahead, I could not allow the first female meeting attendee to look like she threw on whatever wardrobe you got her. Even sir Logan had to get a new uniform to match his father. The poor soul was beside himself." Vita came forward to me, her hand softly on the table before me- eyeing me to stand.
My eyes rolled unconsciously. "He is his father's son, too stoic for comfort. He'll get used to the position." I rolled my shoulders as I stood, abandoning my breakfast for the fifth time this week. "He was a good choice. Raised well, respectable, and strong. He is a fine man and will protect Vera with every breath." She followed me to the platform where I stood, lifting my arms.
As she places the first layer on my bare body, I stand only straighter as my eyes ask, truly beg her with the question I can't say aloud. Vita starts to speak but I see her eyes show compassion, but I know the fear she holds under them. My eyes meet hers in defiance. "One of these days your father is going to have me dismantled." She groans under her voice, a sigh escaping her. "I would never let that happen." I tell her seriously; she smiles once more at me. "I know, child, I know." She whispered back to me.
"Now, with Miss Vera. Do be careful how much you spoil that women. Many council members will surely read into every action you make with her. Keep it professional and keep it serious." V ties the binding to my chest top as I handled the bottom. "I do!" i snapped, I heard V scoff at me. "You most certainly do not. Logan was speaking to his father about your- friendliness, your highness." She stepped back as she pulled out the royal robes, ones made to match my fathers. She pulled them onto my shoulder- fastening them flush to my body. Grumbling with annoyance I knew was on my face I settled on glaring her down as I laced my arms into the heavy royal robes.
