Princess Dominica
Releasing a sigh of pleasure, Dominica rolled away from Dominic to get a drink form her jar of water which she always kept on the desk of her room. What they were doing was wrong in the eyes of society, in fact, her father was presently thundering across the plain with his entourage about to give Dominic the most painful existence Dominic could ever wish for. Their love made her feel on top of the world but at the same time, it made her feel a crushing pain that sometimes made it hard for her to breath.
Between the both of them, she was the one that deserved her father's ire. She had been raised right, she had had the best teachers, the best guards the most loyal slaves and servants as well as an adoring nation, she had what every girl dreamed of and to top it all of; she was the most powerful Saint ever. Someone like her was sane and normal and had no shortage of love, she had the entire nation ready to go to war for her, and even after kissing her brother first in public, the entire kingdom still believed she was innocent of the action, sure they looked at her like an infected person carrying around a viral disease, but they did not actively spite her or feel disgusted by her presence. She was supposed to be the normal one of the two of them, but on the contrary, she was worse.
At least her brother had the excuse of been devoid of love and warmth his whole life, he could at least claim that he had only latched onto the only source of love that he could find in the cold dark world, but she did not have such excuse. She sometimes had felt that she was manipulating him since unlike him, she could have the pick of any man if she so desired to look at any of them with the tiniest seductive smile. But then she had to remind herself that she had loved him for five years before knowing what love was and had even fallen in love with him before knowing that he was her blood, not just any blood, but her twin. They had shared a fucking womb together for nine months.
"You do realize that I am well and truly capable of thinking for myself." Dominic said as she sipped her water in silence.
"Of course, you can think for yourself. I was simply having a little internal conversation about her next step, now that father is coming."
"We know what to do when father comes right, we have been through that already. What we have not addressed is our new dynamic. Now we fuck and talk and eat and live our lives like there is no tomorrow, when we could consciously sit down and plan for our future. What do we do after father dies, how do we relate with one another? Do we return to how we were before, which is how we are now without the sex part or do we continue down this path well aware of the consequences should the world know without an iota of doubt that we are sexually intimate with one another?" He asked her as he sat up in her bed while she sat on her desk to face him.
"I don't know Nic, should we not stop this? I feel like a monster, using your vulnerability against you like some wicked sister." She asked as she held her water aloft while staring into his eyes.
"Of course we could stop this if you are feeling uncomfortable with this, I would not want you to do anything that has you feeling terrible." He replied as if he was the one using her and not the other way around.
"You don't understand Nic. I am the normal one, the one who grew up like the Princess I am while you were raised like an animal or even worse, you have a very legitimate reason for wanting to express your love for me in this manner, you have a solid reason to even worship me like you do, but I don't." She insisted as she dropped the cup. "I love you more than I have ever loved anyone, I am willing to die for you and to kill for you, I would rather burn this kingdom to the ground than lose you. That is why I feel like I am taking advantage of your emotions, maybe I have been projecting my feelings onto you all this while…"
"Nica, you are going to have to relax on this. I love you more than a brother should love his sister and that is not something that can be learned out of me or into me. I loved you even though I knew you were my sister and I have already dealt with my guilt long ago, you don't have to feel like you are using me, just as I don't have to feel like I am using you. Can we just agree that this is how we feel about each other and that even after twelve years we can't help how we feel, and just move on?" He asked her from the bed with eyes that spoke of how long he had thought through their present situation to be able to give a sage advice like that.
Oh Divine, how could something so twisted and wrong feel so right? She wondered as she walked towards the bed with him sitting up fully now, patiently anticipating her next move. "You do realize that if we continue down this path, you cannot marry anyone unless if it is for the purpose of reproduction and public image vice-versa?"
"I will never love anyone the way I love you and that is a fact. No one else has ever treated me like a human before, anyone who does after father's gone will be nothing but a bully in my books."
"Good, because if we do this, your heart is mine and mine is yours, there shall be no compromises." She said as she knelt on her bed and crawled to him.
Dominic removed his blanket and welcomed her to sit on his laps with her juicy breasts facing him and her sex invitingly close to his member. "I have always been yours dear sister." He said and kissed her deeply before he went down to her breasts.
By dawn, they were refreshed and ready to go about their day like they had not just had sex last night, three times. They were crazy, but hey who was going to judge them now, the people who bullied their Prince just because he was born without powers? Wearing a bright smile, she walked out of the room with her brother beside her and into the elevator. Even the girls around them kept looking at their prince with looks that varied from contempt to disgust while also trying to keep a wide berth, she did not dim her smile. The only person that made her emotions change was her brother and at present he was happy which in extension made her even happier.
Upon entering the exam hall, she saw Curtis looking very depressed and thoroughly chastised, perhaps he was also dreading the King's arrival and what it would mean for all of them. When the King arrived and was able to present himself to the entire student body in front of his entourage which would no doubt include ministers and lords of the land, he could do very powerful things that would upend their lives, for now he could punish Dominic since he can't kill him yet, and by punish, she supposed her father could have Dominic become a practice human body for Inquisitors willing to learn the art of torture, in perpetuity. Her father could also relieve Curtis of everything he had given the boy, including the life of the peasant and the lives of everyone in the boy's village as a way to ensure the people knew not to spit in the King's face.
"Your exam starts now, get rid of anything that could incriminate you." The Head Mistress as she walked around the huge exam hall that was filled with a hundred students as well as ten teachers with guards at the walls.
Once the exam begun, she turned to look at Elswyth who was very troubled and upset, she looked like she was about to cry, puke and throw a lady tantrum at the present situation she found herself in. There she was, the actual murderer not being punished by Lady Clarence for a crime she committed. Frankly she had almost feared that the ingrates were going to turn on them and frame her brother for everything they had done. She was glad they were smart enough not to do it, because if they had done it, she would have wiped their entire families from the face of the earth in one day.
That was when a light bulb went up in her head as if she had been flooded by gas, Lady Clarence had all the while eluded to the fact that she knew that it was the Princess that committed the crime when it had instead been the innocent Elswyth. Now why would a person claiming to be all knowing not know who had actually killed Edward? Turning back to her work, she began to answer her paper and was glad to notice that her brother was doing pretty well himself with the questions.
As the exam went on she was able to come to a final conclusion after an hour and half of thinking, this Lady Clarence person was not some all-powerful person as her brother had suggested, he was simply a fanatic who had gotten lucky in getting the information while listening through the door to the classroom where Edward had been murdered and had simply been following them around. This person must have been watching them all this while unable to do anything about it. Maybe this dude was at the bottom of Edward's friends list and was in a mad way trying to prove himself to his now dead lord and master. Reporting them to Lady Amanda and taking the glory should have been a very solid way of making a name for himself, unless if he did not have the required political power to risk exposing the Princess as Edward's killer. Among the list that Dominic had given them, who stood out as being politically weak? The answer was as bright as day and just when she was about to glare at the Lady Clarence, a shout escaped the Head Mistress' lip.
"Lord Derek, I can't believe you would stoop this low in order to pass your exams, come with me." She said as she snatched the illegal paper from Derek as well as his exam papers and matched out of the room in fury with a sullen Derek following her with his eyes on the ground like a wounded puppy.
He had barely left the room when the exam hall exploded in a fury of whispers that all defamed the most righteous man in the Tower.