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>>1673632
"Esyllt only sells them medicine and food," your father said, "but I must admit, my current ties to the Svekkan rebels make the negotiations difficult. Unfortunately, I don't believe there's any benefit to supporting the nobles at this point. However, I could be convinced to show some sympathy with Rosea. Vitaliya is only three years younger than Rhein…"

"I won't sell my daughter off in an arranged marriage," your Aunt Nesta said, "but Rhein is my adorable nephew… I guess it's fine if they both agree when they're older."

"Very well," Archduke Radomy said. "We shall take this as a gesture of Prince Meirion's good faith…"

"You'll thank me later, Rhein," your father whispered to you.

The negotiations lasted several hours longer, then several days after that. When your father left the castle, the war was over.

"What did you notice during the negotiations, Rhein?" Your father asked you as you left.

>"Everyone listened to you."
>"The Svekkans spoke the least during the negotiations."
>"You were fighting with Aunt Nesta and Uncle Haul."

>>1673633
>"The Svekkans spoke the least during the negotiations."

Noticing what hasn't been said is a good indicator too.

>>1673633
>"The Svekkans spoke the least during the negotiations."
>"You were fighting with Aunt Nesta and Uncle Haul."

>>1673633
>"The Svekkans spoke the least during the negotiations."

>>1673633
>"The Svekkans spoke the least during the negotiations."

Is Meirion the only one in his family with consorts/concubines?
Neither Nesta nor Haul seem to be ones to get more than one partner.

>>1673633
>>"The Svekkans spoke the least during the negotiations."

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>>1673633
"The Svekkans spoke the least during the negotiations."

"Correct." Your father smiled proudly. "They have the least to offer during these negotiations; they've already leveraged themselves to their limit by getting Archduke Radomir and myself involved. All their remaining assets are tied up. As a result, the negotiations were between Olstren, Rosea and Gwyrddarfordir. The Svekkan factions we supported will have to pay us back in the future."

"Why did mother support the rebels, father?"

"The rebels are led merchants," your father explained. "The nobles are influential, but their influence and assets are limited to Svekka. The merchants have no such limitations. They'll make better partners in the long run."

You nodded at your father's words and followed him to the carriage.

Since then, continental stability has been your father's greatest priority. He travelled to Gwyrddarfordir, Svekka, Rosean and Gaul, often bringing you or one of his other children with him.

And that's how you ended up in this situation.

>>1673677
They both married for love, although Archduke Radomir is slightly more pragmatic about his marriage than Nesta is.

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>>1673706
"Ah, to think Prince Meirion is finally getting married." Your childhood friend Morgan laughs and twirls around you as you try to get dressed. "I still remember that day three years ago when he became a beast and pushed me down to ravish my body over and over."

"The way I remember it, Morgan," you say, "you snuck into my room in the middle of the night and took my pants off."

Morgan, the daughter of one of your father's closest advisors, is a bit younger than you, but she was one of your first friends, and certainly remains the most trustworthy.

On certain matters, anyway.

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>>1673714
"I swear if I'd known that would work, I would have done it first." Rois yawns and pats the spot on the bed next to her. "Why don't you come back to bed, your majesty?"

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>>1673719
"Since you're too lazy to get up yourself…" Maeve stands up and hugs you from behind, running her hands along your bare chest. "I don't mind doing all the work myself, your majesty."

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>>1673724
Rois and Maeve both came to the palace when you turned 15. Though you didn't notice at the time, they were both fiercely competing for your affection, and both were quite miffed when Morgan beat them to the punch.

Rhein's got game.

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>>1673730
"You two should restrain yourselves," Nathalie says. "This is his majesty's wedding day. At least show some respect for his bride."

"I don't mind giving her all my respect tonight," Maeve says, "after I get some from the Prince, of course."

You met Nathalie while you were dealing with a Gaulic arms merchant. Somehow, you walked away with his illegitimate daughter and over 50 blacksmiths in your employ. You suspect Mother Esyllt had something to do with it.

>>1673746
Just like his dady
But would his sisters be the same?

Rhein has more girls than his father.

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>>1673747
"I hope you don't blame your depravity on me," you say.

"I'd say you deserve half the responsibility," Liesel says. "While your mothers suggested we broaden our experiences to make this relationship work, you are the one who taught us the joys of carnal pleasure."

Despite her status, Liesel decided to become your consort rather in order to secure Svekka's alliance with Olstren, or because she fell in love with your at first sight and she wanted to experience the thrill of being a Prince's illicit lover, depending on what mood she's in when she tells the story. You suspect both reasons are true.

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>>1673763
You finish getting dressed despite Maeve's obstruction, Rois' invitations and Morgan's teasing. Sure, the flesh is willing, but the mind is in charge and you have things to take care of before the wedding. The flesh is just going to have to deal with it and come along.

>Go greet your bride.
>Make sure your sisters aren't causing you any trouble.
>Ask your mothers for advice.

>>1673766
>Make sure your sisters aren't causing you any trouble.

>>1673766
>>Go greet your bride.

>>1673767
also
>Ask your mothers for advice.
>Go greet your bride.

>>1673766
>Go greet your bride.
>Make sure your sisters aren't causing you any trouble.

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>>1673766
You pull Maeve's hands away and push her back towards the bed. With a surprised yelp, she trips and falls right on up of Rois.

"I am going to greet my bride," you say. "I recommend you all get ready for the ceremony."

"Are you sure you want us there?" Nathalie asks. "Wouldn't your wife be jealous?"

"I'm more concerned about men being jealous of the Prince," Rois says. "Imagine if they lost their minds to rage and tried to kill him. We would have to kill them all!"

"That does sound exciting," Maeve says.

"This is why mother didn't want any of you involved in the wedding preparations," you say. "Morgan, let's go."

"Yes, your majesty!"

Morgan happily follows you to the palace entrance. Your bride hasn't arrived yet, but it's just a matter of time. You let the servants know that you'll greet her personally; there's no need to disturb your parents over this.

The gates swing open and a horse-drawn carriage rolls in.

"Cousin!" Before the carriage has even stopped, the door swings open and your cousin Vitaliya jumps out. "I'm so happy you came to greet me personally! I've been waiting for this day for so long!"

>Bow.
>Kiss her hand.
>Kiss her on the mouth.

>>1673803
>Kiss her hand.
kiss on the mouth will be later

>>1673803
>Kiss her hand.
Save the mouth for the ceremony.

>>1673803
>>Kiss her hand.

>>1673807
our cousin will be our wife...well

>>1673821
I'm not surprised. It's better than any one of our half-sisters, who probably have a harem of their own boy-toys considering their genes.

>>1673853
you are indeed right

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>>1673803
"Vitaliya, welcome to Olaim." You take her hand and kiss it. "It's been too long since your last visit."

"Five years, I think?" Vitaliya says. "Your letters made the wait more tolerable, cousin."

"The Crown Prince has been thinking of you every day, your majesty," Morgan says as she bows. "Especially during the last few weeks."

"It was a little nerve-wracking at first," you admit, "but this is something I've lived with for years. It was silly to feel nervous about just because the fated day was getting closer."

"Oh? I still find the prospect of marriage a little intimidating," Vitaliya says, "although that might be because I have to leave my own."

"It is a little unfair that I can stay in a familiar environment," you admit. "I promise I'll do everything I can to make you feel more comfortable."

"Thank you, Rhein." Vitaliya smiles brightly and gives you a hug, pressing her ample chest against you. "So, what should we do next?"

>"We should greet father and mother."
>"Let's pay my siblings a visit."
>You're going to have to introduce her to your consorts and concubines eventually…

>>1673897
>"We should greet father and mother."
>"Let's pay my siblings a visit."
>You're going to have to introduce her to your consorts and concubines eventually…

Give her a grand tour, probably in that order.

>>1673897
>>"We should greet father and mother."

>>1673911
supporting

>>1673897
You might as well show Vitaliya around the palace grounds. That'll give you some time to think of a way to explain all your consorts and concubines.

Vitaliya won't mind, right? She knows about your father, so it shouldn't surprise her that you followed in his footsteps. Sure, you might have been a little too enthusiastic about it, but the basic principle is the same.

"We should greet my siblings first," you say. "Morgan, do you know where everyone is?"

"Iolyn and Aneirin are still with their grandfather in Gwyrddarfordir," Morgan says, "but Aislin, Evan, Gwynfor and Hywel are should be training, Anwen, Rhian, Alis, Eurwen and Sian are either gossiping or planning their inevitable monopoly of all the continental markets, and Meical is probably with my father."

>Go see Aislin, Evan, Gwynfor and Hywel.
>Go see Anwen, Rhian, Alis, Eurwen and Sian.
>Look for Meical.

>>1673976
>>Go see Anwen, Rhian, Alis, Eurwen and Sian.

>>1673976
>Go see Aislin, Evan, Gwynfor and Hywel

>>1673976
>Go see Anwen, Rhian, Alis, Eurwen and Sian.

>>1673976
>Go see Anwen, Rhian, Alis, Eurwen and Sian

>>1673976
"Let's go see my sisters first." You take Vitaliya's hand and lead her into the palace. All around you, servants are preparing tables and fire pits for the night's feast.

Your sisters' unofficial domain is a large house near the Heir's Castle. Your father had it built over a decade ago when it became obvious that the Heir's Castle simply wasn't big enough to accommodate all his lovers and children. These days…

"That idiot? He's cheating on his wife with his wife's niece, and his father-in-law is his major backer. It's not a stable investment."

"I don't have time for losers who don't know how to use their collateral effectively. If you can borrow, borrow and invest the money. That captain wasn't bad though. If he comes back from Vitland, I might let him court me."

"Should we invite Nathalie to join us? The new discoveries made by those Gaulic enchanters are a little suspicious…"

"You think they're working with Parlan without anyone knowing?"

"I think if they were working with Parlan, we would know already. That's why I'm so suspicious."

You're not even on their doorstep yep, but you can already hear them.

"They all seem quite diligent," Vitaliya says.

"They had very diligent role models." You open the door and enter the house. "Sisters! Vitaliya just arrived! Come greet her."

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>>1674095
"Just a minute!" Anwen scampers around the books and ledgers that are piled messily around the door and bows. "Welcome, Lady Vitaliya. It is an honour to see you again after all these years. Please, come in."

It's not just the entrance. The walls of the sitting room are lined with bookshelves, but it's still not enough to hold all the documents your sisters use. The classification they invented to keep track of it all is quite impressive though.

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>>1674109
"Greetings, Lady Vitaliya," your sister Alis says. At 12 years old, seven years younger than you, she's your youngest half-sibling. "You're welcome to visit our humble offices whenever you tire of our brother's company."

"Alis," Anwen sighs, "please show some respect to Crown Prince. Mother will scold you again."

"But it's my turn to mess with Rhein today," Alis says.

Cheeky brat. You're going to have to talk about Mother Seren about her again, aren't you?

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>>1674123
"Alis," you say, "today is my wedding day. I know we're in private, but you should show some consideration."

Your youngest sister pouts. For a moment, it looks like you're finally going to win one over her.

"Speaking of," Rhian says, "could you tell Nathalie to come visit us, brother? I need her opinion on something."

Oh, goddamn it. They planned this, didn't they?

"Who's Nathalie?" Vitaliya asks.

"Oh, she's -"

"I'll ask her the next time I see her," you say.

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>>1674138
Eurwen, Mother Esyllt's youngest daughter, grins at you triumphantly.

"Having a reliable older brother makes things much easier," Eurwen says. "You're welcome to make good use of him, Lady Vitaliya, but please lend him to us when we need him. His authority comes in useful every now and then."

"Don't worry, I have no intention of taking your brother away from you," Vitaliya says with a laugh.

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>>1674150
"Oh, I assure you, Lady Vitaliya, we're all looking forward to gaining another sister," Sian, Mother Eleri's second child, says. "We can share embarrassing stories about Rhein later."

There's a reason why you, your twin sister and all your brothers went into the military instead of going into business.

You just can't win against your sisters.

"It was a pleasure to see you all after all this time," Vitaliya says. "I hope we can talk more during the wedding celebration."

"Of course, Lady Vitaliya," Anwen says.

>Go see Aislin, Evan, Gwynfor and Hywel.
>Look for Meical.

>>1674182
>Go see Aislin, Evan, Gwynfor and Hywel.

Okay, I think I'm going to take a break for about two hours. We'll resume at 7PM EDT.

>>1674182
>Go see Aislin, Evan, Gwynfor and Hywel.

>>1674182
>>Go see Aislin, Evan, Gwynfor and Hywel.

And I'm back.

>>1674182
"Have fun with whatever it is you're scheming," you tell your sisters. "We need to give our greetings."

You flee the building and close the door behind you. That conversation only lasted a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity.

"It's difficult being the older sibling, isn't it?" Vitaliya asks. "My younger siblings tease me all the time."

"I could deal with it if they didn't come up with new things all the time," you complain.

"Perhaps you're simply too easy to tease, your majesty," Morgan says.

Next, you take Vitaliya to the training grounds. The sound of clashing blades is more welcoming than your sisters' greed-fueled plots.

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>>1674738
Hywel auk Vaughan and Gwynfor watch the ongoing fight from the sidelines until he sees you approach.

"Your majesty, Lady Vitaliya." Hywel bows to the two of you. "Iolyn and Aneirin send their heartfelt congratulations on your union. Unfortunately, they couldn't make it in time."

"The sentiment is welcome, Lord Hywel," Vitaliya says.

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>>1674756
"The celebrations will be joyous enough to make up for their absence, I'm sure," Gwynfor, Mother Delyth's oldest son, says. He looks at the ongoing duel and grins wryly. "Princess Aislin and Evan are certainly fighting hard enough for four."

"How long have they been at it?" You ask.

"This is the fifth round," Gwynfor says. "I'm honestly surprised they can keep going."

"Well then, it's a good thing they have a reason to take a break." You raise your arm and call out to them. "Aislin! Evan! In case you'd forgotten, you have more important things to do than fight at the moment."

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>>1674779
Aislin jumps away to avoid a strike from Evan and lowers her sword, using it as a crutch. "Ah, yes, the wedding." She smiles sheepishly. "I'm afraid I'd gotten caught up in the moment. Congratulations on your additional responsibilities, both of you. Just so you know, I won't be taking on any of your work while you're busy making those great-grandchildren grandmother seems to want so badly."

You still remember your grandmother's reaction when some of your younger siblings were born. She's going to love getting another set of children to spoil with, isn't she?

"Oh, it won't take long," Vitaliya says. "I bought a few things to make sure everything went smoothly."

Aislin looks at your stunned face and laughs.

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>>1674803
For his part, Evan sheathes and sword and sits on the grass. "What is it father said when we asked him why he'd had so many children? The new generation is necessary to the kingdom's stability?"

"Something like that," you say. "He never mentioned which kingdom, but these days, he probably means all of them."

"Despite its relative isolation, Olstren has been crucial in promoting trade and diplomatic relations across the continent," Vitaliya says. "It's truly an honour to be chosen to continue Queen Reagan and King Meirion's work."

"Hold that thought for a moment," Morgan says. In the blink of an eye, she disappears.

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>>1674824
Morgan reappears an instant later, holding Meical by the scruff of his neck even though they're almost the same size.

"You're 20 years too early to sneak up on me, kid."

"Oh, gods, please don't put me in the barrel again!" Meical pleads.

"Lucky for you, we need all the barrels for wine." Morgan mercifully lets go of Meical. "Next time, though..."

"Isn't that a bit too cruel?" You ask Morgan.

"It's for his own good," Morgan says. "He can't be caught in the middle of an assassination after all?"

"Can't you start me off with an easy theft instead?"

"You'll start with whatever father tells you to start with, kid," Morgan tells Meical.

With your greetings all taken care off, you decide to look for your parents. As you walk, Vitaliya takes your arm.

"King Meirion has a lot of children, doesn't he?"

Oh, gods, please, no.

"Thirteen is quite a large number, now that I think about it," Morgan says.

And of course, Morgan is making it worse.

"I suppose if Rhein wanted to have that many children," Vitaliya says, "it would be impossible with only one wife..."

Yeah, she's going there.

>"I might have three consorts and two concubines."
>"Let's go for 15 children. We'll ask for help."
>"I SWEAR IT WAS ALL MY FATHER'S IDEA."

>>1674868
>"Let's go for 15 children. We'll ask for help."

In for a penny in for a pound.

>>1674868
>"Let's go for 15 children. We'll ask for help."

>>1674868
>>"Let's go for 15 children. We'll ask for help."

>>1674868
>"I may have been over-enthusiastic about beating him on that account."

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>>1674868
"Let's go for 15 children," you say. "We'll ask for help."

There, that should buy you a few seconds to think of a solution.

"Help from whom?"

Morgan snickers.

"Why from all three consorts and two concubines."

Goddamn it, Morgan!

...

The silver lining here is that the situation can't possibly get much worse. Vitaliya decided to meet your other lovers immediately. You briefly hoped that summons from your parents would distract her, but instead, everyone ended up coming along.

Everyone.

You sit on one side of the table, accompanied by Vitaliya, Morgan, Rois, Maeve, Liesel and Nathalie, while all your parents sit on the other side and take pleasure in your discomfort.

And Vitaliya is having a very engaged discussion with Rois and Maeve.

"It took us a few tries," Rois says, "but once we figured it out, Prince Rhein has -"

"As amusing as this all is, you can finish that conversation later, Lady Rois," your father mercifully interrupts. "I'm afraid this conversation has more to do with business than pleasure."

"Of course, your majesty," Rois says.

"It's appropriate that you're all here, since Prince Rhein will require your support in this matter," your mother says. "Ever since the Svekkan Revolution, our chief concern has been to find a way to bring a stable peace to the continent."

"This marriage will tie Olstren, Gwyrddarfordir and Rosea together," King Meirion continues. "Svekka will be represented as well, thanks to Lady Liesel. Rhein, you must capitalize on this opportunity."

"What do you need me to do, father?

"Unify the continent," your father answers. "This will be your first responsibility as king. How you do it is up to you."

That's certainly not a small ambition.

>Establish a continental confederation to centralize the interests of all kingdoms.
>Make Olstren and Rosea vassals of Gwyrddarfordir.
>Write-in.

>>1675009
>>Establish a continental confederation to centralize the interests of all kingdoms.

>>1675009
>Kill 90% of the popula-
wait, that would reduce the harem prospects of the grandchildren

>Spread culture in the form of advanced and modular technology throughout the continent.

>>1675009
>Establish a continental confederation to centralize the interests of all kingdoms.

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>>1675009
"We'll start by investing in scientific and arcane research," you decide. "With Olstren's position and connections, it's possible to important goods from Parlan and Vitland, and our economy has been steadily increasing for the past 20 years. After that, we can create a continental confederation that allows all the kingdoms to centralize their interests. No one will be left behind."

"That's quite an ambitious plan," Liesel says. "I quite like it."

"So long as the funds flow to Ulainn, I'm fine with it," Rois says.

Maeve snorts. "Scathn is obviously better suited to this project," she says.

"It's an admirable goal." Vitaliya smiles and takes your hand. "I'll support to the fullest."

"It's the best option if we look at long-term prosperity," Esyllt says. "I'll ask my contacts how they can contribute. You can get started in a month or so."

"Don't disappoint your mother, son," your father says.

"Yes, father."

Having decided the future of an entire continent in a single conversation, you retire to get ready for the wedding.

Really, it isn't much of a ceremony. The former King Connaught says a few words praising his grandson and his wife, the current Queen Reagan says a few words praising her son and his wife, and then everyone starts drinking.

"Olstren's parties are always so amusing," Vitaliya says. "We drink as much in Rosea, but it takes a long time for people to really enjoy themselves."

>Retire for the wedding night. It's going to be a long one, so you should get started early.
>As embarrassing as it is to admit, you're going to need your father to talk you through this.
>You have a lot of potential dance partners. Might as well do that for a bit.

>>1675137
>As embarrassing as it is to admit, you're going to need your father to talk you through this.

>>1675137
>As embarrassing as it is to admit, you're going to need your father to talk you through this.

>>1675137
>As embarrassing as it is to admit, you're going to need your father to talk you through this.

>>1675137
>>You have a lot of potential dance partners. Might as well do that for a bit.

>>1675137
>>As embarrassing as it is to admit, you're going to need your father to talk you through this.

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>>1675137
As embarrassing as it is to admit, you're going to need your father to talk you through this. You empty a cup of wine to steel yourself and meet with him just as he's coming back from the dance floor with Olwen.

"Father, I was wondering -"

"Use your hands to tire them out if you need to, do everything to make sure Vitaliya gets pregnant first, arrange your schedule so they're not all pregnant at the same time and -"

"If one of them wants to get pregnant," Olwen says, "get her pregnant."

Your father rolls his eyes. "We had three sons together. Are you still - Ow! Don't stab me in the kidney!"

You laugh. "Thank you, father," you say. "I think that's everything I need to know."

Your father returns to the dance floor with Eleri and you return to your table.

"Is everything alright, Rhein?" Vitaliya asks.

"It's fine," you say. "I just need to consult my father about something. Shall we dance?"

"Certainly!"

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>>1675241
You walk back to your room a few hours and pull your boots off. No one makes a big deal of the fact that Vitaliya, Rois, Maeve, Liesel, Morgan and Nathalie accompanied you.

Vitaliya unties her dress' strings and lets it drop to the floor. "Okay, I'm ready," she says. "How are we doing this?"

You all stare at her, and not just because she's naked.

"Huh," Morgan says dumbly. "You're more excited about this than Maeve and Rois, and they're the ones who beg for it the most."

"Now, now," Nathalie says. "Isn't it fine that her majesty is looking forward to this?"

"I was the last the join in, so it's nice to enjoy the novelty of a new person for once," Liesel says.

Rois and Maeve both shrug and look at you.

>Give Vitaliya you undivided attention while everyone watches.
>Everyone gives Vitaliya their full attention.
>Everyone gets their turn, same as usual.

>>1675263
>Everyone gives Vitaliya their full attention.

>>1675263
>>Everyone gives Vitaliya their full attention.

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>>1675263
You take your shirt off and toss it on top of Maeve and Rois' dresses.

"Since this is Vitaliya's first time," you say, "we should give her our full attention."

Vitaliya blinks. "What does that mean?"

"It means we're going to teach your body about carnal pleasures," Liesel says. "Just let us know what does it for you."

. . .

Vitaliya lies on top of you, panting for breath. Everyone else is sound asleep. You close your eyes and stroke your new wife's hair.

"I hope we can have a son soon," she says. "Your little project isn't something we can do on our own."

"I know," you say, "but that's why we have each other and everyone else."

>>1675396
And that is it for Beleaguered Prince Quest after a little over a year. It was a lot of fun, but it's probably the last Quest I'll be running on /qst/. I didn't want to quit halfway, but this board just doesn't have the traffic or the features to make running a quest really worth it.

For those of you who want to follow by current projects, I'm running Modern Shinobi Quest and Metal Gear Solid: Heaven's Orphans on https://fiction.live/live, so you can check that out.

Thanks for playing!

>>1675414
Thank you friend.

>>1675414
thanks for running, been a real fun ride. Any new projects on akun in the offing?

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>>1675414
For the last time in this quest,

cheers, boss

>>1675414
Thanks for running, I enjoyed it.

>>1675414
It was a great quest all the way to the end, thanks for running.

>>1675414
Thanks for the ride, it's been a hell of a good time. Wish my schedule worked out that I could stick around for an entire thread, but lurking works too. I'll be following on akun!

>>1675414
Just wanted to say that I've been reading the archives to this quest, and while I didn't get the chance to participate, I'm glad that they'll at least be an ending waiting for me when I finish. I like your stuff so far and I honestly believe I'll love reading the quest from start to finish. Thanks for running man.

Thanks for the ride, QM.

>>1675414
Thank you for running

>>1675414

Thank you.

>>1675414
Thank you for the great quest, and the will and dedication to finish this.

>>1676526
Eh. Honestly I found the dice system WAY too benevolent. Everything else was pretty awesome though.

I like reading in the archives, but I never bothered playing after the 30th thread or so because it seemed like we just couldn't fail. Too easy to float crits constantly.

I really look forward to the next quest though.