Thread: Crossdressing stops wars (Riven and Dimitrios)

Arthuria and Tarus, two countries that had been neighbors for hundreds of years, Arthuria was a country of great military power, they liked to settle their differences with combat rather then speaking about it. Arthuria was one of the largest empires in the world at the time, another would be the peaceful yet technologically advanced country of Tarus, they were a country that sought to settle any dispute with words rather than combat. These two countries were neutral neither really fighting but never really agreeing with one another, so to set their differences aside and to lay down a new foundation for an alliance a wedding was to be held. But not just any wedding, this wedding would be for the prince of Arthuria and the princess of Tarus, with the two of them married the two countries would be bound together as allies once and for all. Some had doubted it would ever happen after all it had been talked about for years as a mere rumor, but now it was to happen for real and two of the largest empires in the world would unite to become one allied force. It would be the greatest alliance in history they said, the people of both countries were overjoyed to hear that the day was finally coming as only good things could follow. Things would change for the better they all said, with Arthurian soldiers to protect the weak and Tarus technology to help the sick people all thought things were going to change for the better. However there was one Arthurian who was not overjoyed like everyone else, his name was Dante prince of Athruia and future king of it, he was not really interested in the marriage at all. He had been basically forced into it by his father, literally his father had threatened to cast him out of the royal family if he did not agree to marry the princess, he had no choice but to agree though he did it very reluctantly. He had no interest in marrying right now, sure he was a young hybrid male only about twenty now and sure he liked having someone to fuck quite a bit to be honest but he did not want to be married. A young hybrid warrior in his prime standing at six foot eight which was tall even among his family, chocolate colored fur covered his rippling body from head to toe hiding the battle scars for the most part, eyes a deep blue color almost purple in the right light. He had been in the middle of a battle camp when summoned for this marriage, he had been in battle just hours ago and now he was told he was going to be married to a woman who he hardly knew how perfect he thought sarcastically. He was a warrior like all Arthurian's how could he be expected to go to war married, it was already enough trouble being a prince in battle it had taken months to get his father to relent on this request. But now that he was going to be married to the princess to seal the alliance it would never happen, if he died in battle the alliance would falter is all he would hear when he requested to go to battle and as such he would not be allowed anymore which a rather annoying thought. How could he who was known as the prince of death due to his prowess on the battlefield not be allowed onto the battlefield he thought angrily to himself as he and the caravan of royalty, nobles, and servants rode to the main city of Tarus, a city called Carthus. They had reached the gates now and as they opened he could see this place was not going to fit him well, he was used to fighting and grime this place seemed all peaceful and clean down to the very streets they were walking on.