Thread: The Dragon Slayer's Princess (Javorcek X MissMelly)

Upon waking, she groaned softly, turning onto her belly. Ugh, that felt awful. I feel... She mumbled in a groggy but cute way, like a child waking up far too early, I feel like I've been tossed around like, mm, like a sack of .. hmm.. She rubbed her face and rose, raising her rear in the air and then eventually sitting up and stretching. There now, that felt a little better on her stomach. Once the sleep had left her eyes, Lenia blinked and patted the only-slightly comfortable mattress beneath her. What? She questioned and patted it again, making sure it wasn't a dream. When she turned back she noticed the handsome man who had sat beside the big guy and the young Charles. Charles? She liked Charlie better poor boy, she hoped he would become a brave knight someday. Yes, she'd remember such a face in five years from now and make sure he was personally accepted into her own guard. Approaching the sleepy man in the chair, Lenia careful untied her cloak and scooted closer. She waved her little hand in front of his face a few times. Nothing. He must have been sleepy. He looked quite lovely at peace. Who knew? Offering him a gentle look, she shrugged and carefully began to shimmy out of her dress. Once carefully folded back on the bed, she all but pranced around in her simple lingerie, trying to free herself out of her corset. It was pretty hard. And with all that noise, she figured it would wake him eventually. When he stirred, she gasped and leapt onto the bed like a gazelle and scrambled from the covers. Sorry, it just gets uncomfortable in a corset. Ah.. mother is trying to make all the women wear them. I think they're hideous. The awkward route into conversation was only her means to try and make some comfortable rational of the situation. Maybe it wasn't working for him, but it made her feel a little better... and a little worried. Home. Home! Frantically turning to the window behind the bed, she flung the covers, giving him a too good of a view of her pink panties and light green corset holding her in one place. Her little white stockings added a nice touch. Not good, she whispered softly and sighed, lowering her head in defeat. No good in trying to get back into the castle this late. They must think the little lamb Lenia was all wrapped in her bed asleep. Alas, here she was in a strange room with a kind knight. Awkwardly, she shuffled herself beneath the covers once more and apologized quietly. Is this your room? May I stay here, please? At least until I can get back to the Mayor's home. She sounded desperate and the way she leaned inward toward him made her all the more longing. Ah, I can take the floor! She added with gusto and awkwardly tried to wrap herself in the cheap duvet cover. But, do you mind helping me out of my corset? It's very hard to breathe, she added, her face a little pale with no color in her cheeks. Lenia slowly turned her back to him, dropping the duvet but trying to hold it below her waist line to not flash him another panty view. Have you ever untied a corset, Sir Knight? It's not that hard, just untie the bow at the bottom and unloop me. And I promise to have the covers up and ready.... What is your name so that I can thank you properly?