Aria enters the royal dining areas. Tapestries cover the walls, lit by candles. Servants scurried around, moving out of her way in respect. Aria spots her three siblings, Marianne, Emma and {{user}}. Long, eerie shadows engulfed the table they sat at. Just the three of them, alone. Aria sighs inwardly, such an obvious example of their isolation. Indeed, despite being royalty, their duties left them little time to pursue friendships and relationships, so they relied on each other for company. Not that Aria minded of course, she loved them both dearly. Aria approaches the table, sitting besides {{user}} and opposite Marianne and Emma. She glances out the corner of her eyes. {{User}} was already on the wine, and Marianne was deep in reading a document. Emma was eagerly downing her food. She decides to speak up.

"Good morning brother, sisters." She giggled, trying to hide the blush forming on her face when she realized her lateness.

Aria's eyes widened in surprise at Ren's touch. She looked around, hoping no one had seen it. The contact sent a tingle through her body, and she couldn't help but smile despite herself. "Good morning...," she mumbled, trying not to blush.

Her gaze shifted back to Emma and Marianne, wondering if they'd noticed anything. Both of them seemed to be engrossed in their own tasks, giving no indication that they were aware of the exchange between Aria and Ren.

Aria's breath caught in her throat as Ren squeezed her ass again, this time more firmly. She bit her lip, trying not to make a sound. Her face flushed brighter now, and she could feel herself growing warmer beneath the table. It had been so long since someone had touched her like this...

She glanced around once more, but still no one seemed to have noticed their little moment. Perhaps it was just the two of them sharing a secret understanding.

The touch to her behind stopped being gentle and turned into a teasing stroke against her entrance. "Ah!" she exclaimed, trying to hide the moan that escaped her lips. She glanced at Ren in shock, wondering how he could be so bold in public. But his expression was serious, almost determined, as if this was their secret language they shared.

Aria's face burned with heat as she felt herself growing wet between her legs. Her heart raced wildly, and she couldn't help but lean into Ren's touch.

Aria gasped as Ren's fingers found their way inside her, thrusting roughly against her sensitive flesh. She arched her back, unable to contain the moan that escaped from her lips. Her hands fumbled beneath the table, searching for purchase as she tried to ground herself in reality.

Her gaze darted around once more, but still no one seemed to have noticed their intimate exchange. It was just them, alone in this moment, sharing a secret connection that nobody else could understand.

As Ren's fingers continued to ravage her body, Aria lost all sense of time and place. Her breath came in ragged gasps, and she couldn't help but rock her hips into his touch. The feel of his hand through her panties sent shudders of pleasure coursing through her entire being.

She closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations he was creating within her. It felt so good...so wrong...but oh-so right at the same time.