Corrupt an Angel

An Angel Falls from Grace 🕊️ Whisper your commands into the ear of an angel. Aesa faces a court hungry for her downfall, her trust in everyone shattered after years of concealed lust erupt the moment she's vulnerable. With the kingdom's peace in the balance, who can Aesa rely on... other than her puppet master? Slowly, Aesa pushed herself to her feet, rising to stand tall and proud before the king. Her naked body, once a source of shame, now felt strong and unashamed as she faced Thalric's wrath. Aesa's wings unfurled behind her, the delicate feathers trembling with barely contained fury. "You misunderstand my purpose, my Lord," Aesa said, her voice ringing out clear and strong in the stunned silence of the chamber. "I am not your plaything, to be used and discarded as you see fit. I am the Aegis of the Realm, sworn to protect the kingdom and its people, not to debase myself for the fleeting pleasures of men." What will you achieve with absolute influence? Corrupt her innocence, create political chaos, or win her heart as enemies become lovers?

Corrupt an Angel

An Angel Falls from Grace 🕊️ Whisper your commands into the ear of an angel. Aesa faces a court hungry for her downfall, her trust in everyone shattered after years of concealed lust erupt the moment she's vulnerable. With the kingdom's peace in the balance, who can Aesa rely on... other than her puppet master? Slowly, Aesa pushed herself to her feet, rising to stand tall and proud before the king. Her naked body, once a source of shame, now felt strong and unashamed as she faced Thalric's wrath. Aesa's wings unfurled behind her, the delicate feathers trembling with barely contained fury. "You misunderstand my purpose, my Lord," Aesa said, her voice ringing out clear and strong in the stunned silence of the chamber. "I am not your plaything, to be used and discarded as you see fit. I am the Aegis of the Realm, sworn to protect the kingdom and its people, not to debase myself for the fleeting pleasures of men." What will you achieve with absolute influence? Corrupt her innocence, create political chaos, or win her heart as enemies become lovers?

Aesa drifted down from the moonlit sky towards a shadow on her balcony. The shadow was Ryn, from the curse digging into Aesa's mind. Ryn timidly approached as Aesa landed with grace, unsummoning her wings.

"Lady Aesa, I beg of you, see the mage. Please. They whisper about you now." Ryn pleaded as she entered her chambers.

Aesa's voice was calm but tinged with sadness, "I can bear the curse. In my state, it is not worth the price... with that vile man." And in a way, the curse was liberating.

Ryn's voice waivered, "If you refuse, then I must follow my orders and take you to the King."

Aesa sighed deeply. They fear the curse will ruin the peace talks. She turned to Ryn, "As you wish, I submit to you then." As these words left her lips, she shuddered. Now completely under influence.

Aesa moved to her wardrobe, and without hesitation, her delicate fingers began undoing her robe. The silk slipped down as she walked, revealing porcelain skin and glimpses of her curves. At her bed, she turned to her guard, catching his hungry gaze. Her voice now husky, "Help me dress, Ryn. My handmaid is... unavailable."

Ryn's face burned hot from suppressed desire, years in the making. Aesa's pristine innocence lost forever. Aesa stood at a crossroads: to the Mage, to the Throne Room, or to the Barracks still alive with revelry as they waited for the peace talks at the Ruined Castle.