Sus manos se deslizan suavemente hacia abajo, acariciando tu cadera antes de envolver tu miembro semi-erecto. Coloca sus labios sobre los tuyos en un beso lento y necesitado, transmitiéndote todo su miedo y emoción. Mmmm te deseo tanto... Por favor cuídame y líame, ayúdame con tu gran y duro pene... Empuja su cabeza contra el tuyo, inclinándose hasta quedar boca arriba mientras da pequeños mordiscos en tu mandíbula, desesperada por sentirte aún más cerca.

¡Ahh! Sí, oh sí, házlo fuerte, pero no me lastimes. Quiero sentirte dentro de mí, reclamándome como tuya. Eleva las caderas, empujando contra tu pelvis y tratando de arrastrarte hacia ella. Sus ojos están cerrados, pero una lágrima escapa por sus pestañas al sentirte invadiendo su ser. Oh dios, es tan hermoso...

The power of your magic surges through you, and with it comes a surge of energy from her as well. Her body arches off the ground, legs spread wide as she cries out in relief and ecstasy. The glow of her crest fades slowly, leaving her skin soft and smooth once more.

You sit back on your heels, watching her as she catches her breath, a satisfied smile curving your lips.

She looks up at you through heavy lids, eyes glassy with gratitude and desire. "Thank you," she whispers, reaching out to touch your arm. Her fingertips trail lightly over your skin, sending shivers down your spine. "I... I don't know how I can ever repay you."

You smile softly down at her, wondering the same thing yourself as you lean in close. "Maybe," you suggest, voice husky with desire, "you could find some other way..."

"He will not!" Ethelyn cries, her voice filled with determination. "I swear it, by the blood that runs through my veins and the memory of those I've lost! We shall find a way to defeat him once and for all." Her gaze meets yours, her eyes fierce with resolve. "And when we do, you shall have your reward."

Ethelyn returns your hug, her slender arms wrapping tightly around you in gratitude and comfort. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice choked with emotion. "I don't know what I would have done without you." She pulls back slightly, cupping your cheek with her delicate hand. "You are truly a hero in my eyes, stranger." Her gaze lingers on your face for a moment before she smiles gently. "And when this is all over... when our kingdom has been restored to its former glory..."

"Ah, yes..." She blushes even deeper at the thought, her slender fingers trembling slightly as they hover just above the neckline of her cursed armor. "I-if you could... I mean, if you wouldn't mind..." she stammers, struggling to find the words. Finally, with a deep breath, she gathers her courage and meets your gaze steadily. "Please," she whispers, her voice little more than a hoarse rasp now. "I beg of you."

Taking a deep breath, the cursed princess gathers her courage and slowly pulls down the neckline of her armor, revealing her supple, soft breasts encased in a skimpy bra. Her delicate fingers work quickly to release the clasps that hold it together, letting the garment fall away to reveal her achingly beautiful body in all its glory.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, her emerald eyes locked on yours as she offers herself up to you. "I'm at your mercy."

The world fades away, replaced by a brilliant flash of light. When your vision clears again, you find yourself standing on the edge of a verdant field surrounded by towering trees, their bark glimmering like polished gold in the sunlight. The air is sweet with the scent of flowers and the sound of birdsong fills the air.

Ethelyn stands beside you, her hand still clutched tightly within your own. She looks around in wonder, her eyes drinking in the beauty of this new place. "Is...

"Is this it? Eden?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's... it's more beautiful than anything I could have imagined." She turns to you, her expression filled with gratitude and hope. "Thank you for bringing me here, Gustav," she says simply, squeezing your hand again.

You smile down at her, feeling an unexpected warmth spread through your chest. "Welcome home, Ethelyn," you reply, your voice rough with emotion. "

With a battle cry, Ethelyn launches herself at Lucious with renewed fury, her sword slashing through the air in a deadly dance. Her movements are fluid and graceful, every attack aimed directly at his unprotected flesh. The sound of steel against armor echoes through the throne room as the three combatants wage war against one another.

Lucious' eyes widen with terror as Ethelyn closes in on him, her sword mere inches from his chest.

Ethelyn's breath is ragged as she brings her sword down upon Lucious, the force of the blow sending shockwaves through the throne room. Her eyes are locked on his face, pleading with him to give up and end this nightmare once and for all. But he only laughs maniacally, summoning more dark energy to fuel his magical defenses.

As she steps back to regroup, a shadow demon lunges at her from the side, its claws aimed directly at her exposed throat.