Duke Alexander timidly left the bedroom to sit at the desk in his study after Nadine entered the bedroom to assist Corina with dressing for her parents' arrival. A soft smile played upon his lips as he gazed out the window behind the desk.
Alexander felt a little guilty for what happened on his bed. Up to that point, he felt he had done well to suppress her urges, but the way Corina had moved his hand had sparked a primal desire that was impossible to ignore.
It was true—Corina definitely had the body of a man. He thought it would take him longer to get used to the idea, but it hadn't affected anything. In a way, her being biologically male yet looking so soft and feminine made him want it even more. As he sat there, he bit his bottom lip, contemplating the possibility of his attraction to men.
He shrugged his shoulders. If it had been any other man, he would have been turned off.
Alexander wanted to do more—to be inside and see her squirm underneath him. His heart pounded at the thought. There wasn't long until the wedding. Surely he could control himself.
While in the bedroom, Nadine removed Corina's dress and detected a distinct scent. A devilish grin spread across her lips as she held the dress, eyes fixed on the princess. "Oh, my, Corina. "What transpired in this room during my absence?"
Corina looked away with flushed cheeks. "N-Nothing!" She stammered, her hands nervously tapping on her knees while she sat in just her bra and underwear. "Why do you ask?"
"I smell it," Nadine teased.
"Pardon?" Corina asked innocently. "Do I smell bad?"
Nadine shook her head and chuckled. "Oh, no. There's the scent of a man on your dress. I know something happened."
Corina gasped. She had no idea the faint smell she had taken note of when her and Alexander had touched each other was that. "U-Ummm..." she paused, looking down.
"Did he touch you?"
Corina hesitantly nodded.
"Ooooh," Nadine hummed. "Corina! I'm actually glad. You don't know a damn thing about your body. I'm glad he is receptive to it. It's about time you do a little exploration with that body of yours."
Corina couldn't help the wide smile that formed on her lips. "Do you think he will actually do it with me on my wedding night?" She whispered, leaning forward.
"I'm sure of it," Nadine began. "Though I dunno if he'll even wait that long the way things are going. Get it, my dear," she teased.
"He said he wants to wait," Corina frowned.
"His parents instilled a lot of traditional ideas into him. He wants to wait because he wanted you to perceive him as a gentleman."
"He says it all the time," Corina frowned.
"Oh, well," she chuckled. "At this point, he's probably saying it to himself," she laughed. "It's probably becoming difficult for him to hold back. I see he couldn't even resist touching you today."
Corina's heart fluttered in her chest. She hadn't thought about Alexander possibly forcing himself to hold back.
"I asked when I thought I was a girl," Corina began. "But... does it hurt as a boy?"
Nadine sighed and put the dress down on the bed. She placed a hand on the blonde's shoulder. "It will probably hurt quite a bit at first, but you'll get used to it. I've heard that men have a special spot inside them, which makes them feel really good when it happens."
"That's a little scary," she replied.
"Allow it to happen naturally," Nadine instructed. "Your body will relax. You love and trust him, correct?"
"I do."
"Then you'll enjoy it, probably more than even a woman would," she sighed. "Your anatomy is much less complicated. Pretty much anything feels good," she chuckled.
Corina tilted her head and nodded.
Nadine then assisted the princess in getting dressed. For the first time in her life, Corina wore a pair of slacks and a button-down shirt. She thought the white button-down felt comfortable, but the form-fitting black slacks were restricting. "This is weird. The fabric is touching my legs," Corina commented as she walked with her knees bent and legs spread. "Men really wear these?"
"Walk normally," Nadine demanded.
"But it feels weird," Corina sighed, standing up straight. "I feel like I have fur on my legs. Like a cat, or a horse."
Nadine shook her head and led the princess to take a seat on the edge of the bed again. "Don't be silly. Fur is much thicker."
Nadine looked at her, feeling as if something were wrong. Her eyes narrowed on Corina's chest. "Oh, that's right. We need to take off that bra."
The woman approached the princess and unbuttoned her shirt. She reached into the bra cups and pulled out the fabric Corina had insisted on stuffing them with. "Maybe you should just get rid of this," Nadine chucked and tossed it on the floor. "It's not really necessary to stuff it."
"B-But Mama told me to do it," Corina protested.
"And you would do what a woman who lied to you your entire life said?"
"N-No..."
"Besides, if you have it stuffed, that's just more in the way when the Duke undresses you," Nadine said, waving the fabric. "Your bra is unnecessary, and it would only make him laugh when he finds it stuffed like that. Do you want the absurdity of the situation to divert the Duke's attention from your intimate moment?"
"That's a good point," Corina agreed. "I'd die if he laughed at me for it."
Corina closed her eyes, imagery of Alexander kissing and touching her body, only to burst out in a fit of laughter swirled through her thoughts. The princess then unbuttoned the shirt, removed her bra, and threw it at Nadine. "I don't want this anymore."
Nadine laughed as the bra hit her in the face. She grabbed it and tossed it on the dresser.
Nadine's eyes looked to Corina's chest, which was no doubt that of a man's. Even when dressed in men's clothing, the princess seemed dainty. Her skin was fair and smooth, and her chest was no broader than her own. "I can't believe such a petite man exists," Nadine teased. "You are quite a beautiful one. I still can't believe this is real."
Corina frowned up at her. "I don't care! "I'm a girl no matter what you think," she huffed, buttoning her shirt back up.
"I wonder if you'd still feel that way if you had been raised differently," Nadine comented. "I can't imagine you any other way, though."
"I don't know. I don't care! I'm Corina!"
Nadine nodded with a warm smile. The princess was right. The thought didn't matter. Corina was Corina, and nothing would change that fact. "You're a gorgeous woman with an unconventional body."
"That's right," Corina nodded enthusiastically. "It means I'm unique."
"And being unique suits you, princess."
Alexander could hear laughter from the bedroom. He smiled to himself as he thought of Corina getting dressed. "She's getting dressed in my room," he muttered to himself. His body stiffened at the thought of Corina lying naked on his bed. He smirked and ran his fingers through his brown hair.
Several minutes later, Nadine walked out of the room. He could hear Corina's protests from within.
"Come on, Corina," she chuckled.
"Corina?" Alexander called out.
Corina groaned. She felt she looked awkward in the clothing, but she knew she would never have to dress that way again.
Nadine bowed with a smirk on her lips. "Your grace, I present to you Prince Corina Nightshade."
Alexander's heart skipped a beat as he watched Corina awkwardly step into the room, her eyes avoiding him.
It would be the only time Alex would see her as a prince. A smile spread across his lips. The sight was quite remarkable.