Tell them to get out
From Create Your Own Story
You groan internally. You would normally be accept and even encourage this kind of behavior. You’ve been intimate with your brothers for years, albeit much more discretely than with the suitors from outside the country. Today, with everything going on, and so many wandering eyes, is not the day to pursue this particular adventure “Sorry fellas, I don’t think that’s going to happen. You know how important today is. Certainly wouldn’t want to make a mess of things”
“Especially all over your face” Gabriel jokingly replied. The four of you laugh together. The boys quickly, albeit longingly, put their clothes back on. They know better than to argue with you. They depart without protest but with longing faces. A few moments after they leave, you get out of bed and begin your own preparations for the day. You eat your morning meal in the great hall, where you meet your mother. The two of you are protected from intrusion and destruction by the paladin Lars, who is sworn to you. While his rigid behavior can be a buzzkill in such a free and open environment as this kingdom, it will definitely be to your benefit today with so much going on and no room for truancy. While he keeps you on time, your mother accompanies to help keep you sane and free of stress. She reminds you that this is, after all, a celebration, and so long as the formal ceremony goes well, everything after that is a bonus. Folks won’t remember any of the details for the music or the food or the wine, but they will remember you, and they will remember your demeanor and behavior, for better or for worse. Thanks to both of them, the coronation ceremony goes off without a hitch: it's the one ceremony in your kingdom where lip service to the old gods are paid, blessings of wisdom and health are asked for. Sacrifices and chants are made. Extended family and emissaries from all over come to watch, as well as join in the feast after. Several of them are the same suitors that came to call when you were still a princess, hoping to access the wealth and beautiful land of both you and your kingdom. They are quick to dote on you and heap praise upon you, eager to sweep you off your feet in an instant It's a foolish endeavor, your kingdom is known as the land of the Maiden Queen for a reason. Still, it's cute to watch them try.
The coronation complete, you retire from your ceremonial vestments to something more appropriate to a celebration, and to your figure. A long red dress, perfectly fitted to your body and leaving nothing to the imagine. Gaps in the soft silk around your large chest and large ass intend to tantalize. It certainly does that; you can't even make it to your seat before men start to come after you. Lars manages to keep them away before you, at least until you sit down in the throne, but he can't keep them away all night, especially once the festivities begin in proper. There's also your mother and her new husband Harold to spend time with. Your brothers haven’t been spotted in a good long time; it may be a good idea to see what they're up to. One of the clerics from the temple also seems to speak with you, but his visit seems more professional
