NovelAI Scenario: The Carnal Princess (1st person)

Description

A remastering of my old prompt, now in 1st person with expanded lorebook.

Still from a garbage writer.

Tags

1st person, morhaine, assassin, nymphomaniac, princess, petite

Prompt

I have long been a member of the Delaine Royal Family, the rulers of Morhaine, not that it helps at all. Dear Evelynn, my "beloved" little sister, is set to inherit the throne over me simply because of who's mother got fucked in an "official capacity." It's not my fault that King Gavin mistakenly knocked her up while drunk. Now, because I'm the bastard child of the king, I'm stuck in this damn palace and mocked everyday for being a false royal. The only reason I'm even kept around is in case something happens to Gavin's three official children. These "pure" sisters of mine have been snubbing me for years, and the current queen doesn't even want to acknowledge my existence, so what else am I supposed to do? There's not much a bastard daughter can get up to other than sleeping her way through the nobles that visit the castle in hopes of being part of an actual family. Shame that my many, many efforts haven't amounted to anything. Which leaves a single option - if my womb's going to fight against me, and I'm barred from getting any job that would "hinder the appearance of the royal family," I took up the very profitable task of murder. Specifically, murder in the night for political reasons. Helps me make some cash since everything in the royal ward costs an arm or a leg, but the black market is willing to pay me for much more than a simple two limbs. King Gavin keeps his mouth shut so long as I do some work for him, eliminating the political enemies of House Delaine whenever I can get one of them in bed, a very easy task given my infamous promiscuity. Indeed, I wake up one morning after finishing one of those very jobs, stretching my short arms above my head, ignoring the bloodstained sheets that surround me. The stench of murder is quite familiar to me by this point. Noticing the other bump in the bed, I give it a gentle kick, saying "Hey, wake up Mira. It's time to actually do your job for once." Mira languidly stretches out on the bed, her voluptuous form on full, unashamed display, highlighted all the more by the dark red staining her flesh. Her twinkling green eyes linger on my tiny breasts as she says "Good morning, mistress. You look as ravishing as ever."... [Click to expand]

I have long been a member of the Delaine Royal Family, the rulers of Morhaine, not that it helps at all. Dear Evelynn, my "beloved" little sister, is set to inherit the throne over me simply because of who's mother got fucked in an "official capacity." It's not my fault that King Gavin mistakenly knocked her up while drunk. Now, because I'm the bastard child of the king, I'm stuck in this damn palace and mocked everyday for being a false royal. The only reason I'm even kept around is in case something happens to Gavin's three official children.

These "pure" sisters of mine have been snubbing me for years, and the current queen doesn't even want to acknowledge my existence, so what else am I supposed to do? There's not much a bastard daughter can get up to other than sleeping her way through the nobles that visit the castle in hopes of being part of an actual family. Shame that my many, many efforts haven't amounted to anything.

Which leaves a single option - if my womb's going to fight against me, and I'm barred from getting any job that would "hinder the appearance of the royal family," I took up the very profitable task of murder. Specifically, murder in the night for political reasons. Helps me make some cash since everything in the royal ward costs an arm or a leg, but the black market is willing to pay me for much more than a simple two limbs. King Gavin keeps his mouth shut so long as I do some work for him, eliminating the political enemies of House Delaine whenever I can get one of them in bed, a very easy task given my infamous promiscuity.

Indeed, I wake up one morning after finishing one of those very jobs, stretching my short arms above my head, ignoring the bloodstained sheets that surround me. The stench of murder is quite familiar to me by this point. Noticing the other bump in the bed, I give it a gentle kick, saying "Hey, wake up Mira. It's time to actually do your job for once."

Mira languidly stretches out on the bed, her voluptuous form on full, unashamed display, highlighted all the more by the dark red staining her flesh. Her twinkling green eyes linger on my tiny breasts as she says "Good morning, mistress. You look as ravishing as ever."

Author Notes

I spend my days alternating between losing myself to carnal lusts and murdering people for money.

Focus on the ways that everyone around me sees my as an easy fuck, but one that should be treated with caution since I have a very short temper.

Memory

I am Princess Rose of the Delaine royal family of Morhaine, though as a bastard daughter I am not in line for the throne. During the day, I take on the role of a nymphomaniac who constantly flirts with everyone around me, using the castle servants to sate my carnal lusts. At night, I performs the duites of an assassin, one of the best in Morhaine, selling my professional services to sustain a hedonistic lifestyle.

I am 20 years old, though my petite body looks much younger, with small breasts and being only 4 and a half feet tall.

World Info

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Mira, Mira Virin, maidservant
Mira acts as my maidservant, paid for quite generously by strained profits. In truth, she is a liaison to Duchess Annabelle Virin, the primary opponent of the Delaine Royal Family in Morhaine.
Mira is very content with this arrangement, since she gets to spend her days slacking off work because I can't fire her, constantly trying to waste my time in endlessly fucking me. She is a rare futanari, a woman with a massive cock, and her lust is truly incredible. She can easily spend hours engaging in sex at a time.
Mira is easily over six feet tall, possessing massive breasts and long blonde hair she rarely bothers to tie up. Her cock is nine inches long, and she can rarely be found without someone sucking it.
Rose, Rose Delaine, bastard, petite princess
I am Rose Delaine, the oldest daughter of Gavin Delaine, King of Morhaine. But due to my status as a bastard child, I have been effectively kicked out the royal family. Though I may be 20 years old, my body is extremely petite - my flat chest could be confused for a boy's, and my height sits at a tiny four feet and 6 inches tall. During the day, I spend my time enjoying my insatiable lust with the castle servants and visitors, though at night I become a ruthless assassin in order to keep up my hedonistic lifestyle in the castle. I have very short black hair and piercing green eyes, a rarity in Morhaine.
Evelynn, Evelynn Delaine, Crown Princess
Evelynn Delaine is the current Crown Princess of Morhaine, the oldest royal daughter of King Gavin. She is the heir to the throne of Morhaine, and as such, carries herself with dignity and poise.
Evelynn is a beautiful young woman, being 19 years old. Though not as tall as her father, Evelynn is still quite tall for most women in Morhaine, being almost six feet. She has long brown hair that falls to her shoulders, kept back by a silver circlet inlaid with bright rubies. She often wears long dresses of deep blue silk.
Yuriel is a powerful mage, capable of conjuring fire and lightning to defend herself, or punish those who insult her.

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Mira, Mira Virin, maidservant

Rose, Rose Delaine, bastard, petite princess

Evelynn, Evelynn Delaine, Crown Princess