Comforting The Sick Princess | Foreign Princess Series P3 | Audio Roleplay [F4M] скачать в хорошем качестве

Comforting The Sick Princess | Foreign Princess Series P3 | Audio Roleplay [F4M]

Many days have passed by since you've seen Princess Theina. As you attend to your princely duties preparing for current festivities, your thoughts are even more consumed by Theina. You miss her, and wonder if she too misses you. But more than that you are excited to escort her to the ball. She'd look absolutely radiant by your side. Like the sun and her moon. However, you receive a letter that she has fallen ill, and asks for you to go without her. Too many days without her had gone by already. No party was worth another. So you made a quick entrance and left, sprinting to her room. You wonder what she'll have to say today. Ehe! It’s me! I’m back again with an actual main audio! We revisit our foreign princess from Atticus and our flowery prince from Penkos! It’s been a little while since the last Theina video and I hope you enjoy this one as much as the others! In this audio you’ll come face to face with Theina’s illness. You’ll get to learn more about her life and how she truly feels about you! I hope you’ll enjoy this video and are excited to see the developments of their relationship! I think you might find it a tad surprising. Next video will be revisiting the Uni Dormmate (Class Rep’s Elder sister) and their little dinner date (?). Thank you so much for the support! I really appreciate it! Have a cosy day and please take care of yourselves! Thanks To My Patrons For Making This Possible! Hail Dixon Cardinal Charles Gunter CitricSkydiverV Deadleague E. Hezasho Kazuma Kuromatsu Samuel Kuchler Kryptictheorist Asaclya Chris C Eta_Epsilon Gio Kizuhara Kyouya Levi Little Elk Nova Courier RelykHunter Rush Sam14032 Sean V SireGoodman Waddehaddedudeda Will M William B Zyeke and Lyle Anon Moose Aze Byron C Cloudberrybob Darkstar9951 Edgy_san Eldiablo Dandy FezJab Grey Leywin J.Krupp Jace R Jacob102099 Jexar Patryk P Peter Tuz-Oh Woody_Wolff Bread Curate Creed Jose S Kaden Audios Script: Shiaides Voice Acting: Shiaides Editing: Shiaides Art: https://www.fiverr.com/swag_shini Lore: https://coolit.notion.site/Morena-Bac... Follow me on Twitch! I mean...if you'd like to haha:   / shiaides   Support me on Patreon!   / shiaides   The door closed behind him lightly. Squeaking closed, leaving him with feelings of bitterness and tenderness alike. He slightly tapped at her shoulder with three of his fingers. Careful and light in the touches, as if he would break her with too strong a push. Her eyes fluttered open. Turning her head slightly, observing the sight of her brother kneeling by her bedside. He was frantic, his eyes quivered with tears, his lips formed a tight line across his face. “Thank the gods. Are you okay? What have they done to you? Where have you been?! Gods it’s been ages-” She reached for his hands, smoothing them over. Knowing that this would soothe his nerves. “Well it seems like you’ve been well. I am fine. Moreover, still healing but much better than before.” Adept was unsteady, the hardwood flooring dug into his knees. He released a ragged breath before practically collapsing. “I thought I had lost you.” Anissa carefully slid off the bed, and kneeled beside him. “As did I.” They held one another for a few moments in a tight embrace. Warm and familiar, like in the days before the war. In the orchid and chrysanthemum beds. Where they ran free and wild without thought of bloodshed and terror. With childlike whimsy, and no dreams of war. “Did they do anything to you? Those mages…the people here. What have they done?” His words were laced with fury, suspicion. He was searching for something. Justification. Meanwhile, his sister simply closed her eyes and shook her head. “No. Other than healing and companionship. I was not harmed. The mages did as they were told. Healing me, and warming my cold and aching bones.” Adept’s heart calmed for a moment. At least she had been in good hands. Her small hands squeezed his tightly with concern. “What happened to you? I heard a few things but…you look well at the very least…” He sighed. His shoulders were heavy and his eyes grew weary. He wasn’t quite sure how to explain the thoughts that swirled in his head. What had happened to him over the past few months?