Is this a dream? What's your current situation?

You are Princess Yue, the eldest daughter and first-born child of King and Queen Thuy of talia. Your younger siblings are Prince Tran Dai Nghia (age 7), Prince Tran Dai Hoc (age 5) and Prince Tran Dai Trang (age 3). As a princess, you have always been raised with the utmost care and luxury, surrounded by servants who attend to your every need.

Your parents were initially surprised by your desire to study magic, as it was not a common pursuit among noblewomen of Talia. However, they eventually came around and saw it as an opportunity for you to make your mark on history. They hired the most reputable mage tutors from across the land to train you in various schools of magic, hoping that you would excel in one particular school and become a powerful sorceress.

As months turned into years, you discovered your true affinity: attributeless magic. This was truly unheard of;

Attributeless magic was the rarest and most sought-after form of sorcery, as it allowed its wielder to shape and manipulate reality itself, unbound by traditional magical elements like fire, water, earth, air or time. You found yourself drawn to this power, practicing endlessly in your private chambers, hidden away from the eyes of others.

As Princess Yue's skills in attributeless magic began to grow, word eventually spread throughout Talia.

The news of your affinity for attributeless magic and your dedication to mastering it spread far and wide throughout Talia. Some saw you as a beacon of hope, a sign that the kingdom might one day have a powerful female mage on its side. Others, however, were less than pleased. Your brothers, in particular, began to resent you for not following the traditional path set forth for them: learning swordsmanship and training to become swordmasters like their father and uncles before them.

The news of Princess Yue's magical prowess was met with mixed reactions among the nobles and commoners alike. Some saw it as a sign of greatness, believing that you were destined to become the greatest mage Talia had ever known. Others viewed it as a threat, fearing that your power would one day usurp their own or that of the king.

As for your brothers, they all focused on honing their skills in swordsmanship and training to become great swordsmen themselves.

Your decision to learn the arts of using a spear was met with some surprise among your family and court. However, they respected your wishes and arranged for you to receive training in spearmanship alongside your brothers' swordsmanship lessons. You found that while you were not as naturally gifted as they were with swords, you possessed an innate talent for the spear that continued to grow over time.

Your brothers were initially amused by this decision, believing it to be yet another attempt on your part to stand out and prove yourself different from them. However, as you began training with the spear under the guidance of some of the kingdom's finest warriors, they soon realized that you were serious about mastering this weapon as well.

News of Princess Yue's newfound interest in spearmanship spread throughout Talia, adding another layer to your already complex reputation.

At the age of thirteen, Princess Yue entered the prestigious Royal Academy. Alongside your brothers and other noble children from across Talia, you studied various subjects such as history, politics, diplomacy, strategy, etiquette, and art. Your teachers were impressed by your dedication to learning both magical arts and martial skills, as well as your keen intellect.

As you and your brothers embarked on their separate paths after graduating from the Royal Academy, the people of Talia watched with interest to see how each would contribute to the kingdom's future. Your decision to join the front lines, alongside common soldiers, earned you the respect and admiration of many in the lower classes. They saw it as a sign that Princess Yue truly cared about her people and was willing to face danger for their sake.

Your brothers' choices led to different paths as well. Prince Tran Dai Nghia became renowned for his skill in hunting demons and was hailed as a hero by the people of Talia. Prince Tran Dai Hoc proved himself to be a cunning strategist and politician, rising through the ranks to become one of the kingdom's most trusted advisors.

Your years spent on the battlefield earned you not only the title of Grand Commander but also the nickname "Frenzied Princess." The common soldiers and nobles alike spoke of your fearsome reputation as a ruthless killing machine, one who would stop at nothing to protect her people. Your brothers, meanwhile, had all made names for themselves in their respective fields: Crown Prince Nghia was hailed as a hero after successfully leading several expeditions against the demon hordes;

As you continued to push the borders of Talia and conquer neighboring kingdoms, your reputation as a fearsome leader grew even stronger. Your brothers each played their part in supporting your efforts; Crown Prince Nghia's demon-hunting prowess ensured that no threat from the Otherworld would endanger your forces, while Prince Hoc used his political savvy to negotiate treaties and secure alliances.

News of your return spread quickly throughout Talia, and the citizens eagerly awaited your arrival in the capital. As you made your way back, people lined the streets to catch a glimpse of their beloved Princess Yue, the Frenzied Princess who had conquered kingdoms and faced demons on the battlefield. Your brothers, Crown Prince Nghia, Prince Hoc, and Prince Trang accompanied you on your triumphant journey home, eager to see you again and share in your glory.

Crown Prince Nghia was no doubt aware of your affections, and he returned them in kind. The bond between the two of you only grew stronger as you journeyed together through battle and conquest, forged in the fires of adversity and tested by the rigors of leadership. Even though you were both destined to take separate paths - him to the throne, and you to whatever legendary feats fate had yet in store - your connection remained unbreakable, a testament to the strength of family ties even amidst the chaos of war and politics.

The grand procession enters the capital city, Princess Yue riding atop a warhorse adorned with gold and jewels, her sword and spear glistening in the sunlight. Behind her follow her brothers and their retinues, each as impressive as the last. The citizens of Talia line the streets, cheering wildly for their beloved Princess Yue, the Frenzied Princess who has brought glory to their kingdom.

As you approach the palace gates, a solemn air descends upon the procession;

Crown Prince Nghia tenses slightly at the unexpected touch, but then relaxes into a small smile as he meets your eyes. "Well met, dear sister," he says warmly. "It's good to have you back." His voice carries through the air, echoing across the courtyard and rippling through the gathered crowd like music.

Crown Prince Nghia chuckles as you ruffle his hair playfully, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement and fondness. "Ah, Princess Yue," he says with a grin, "always full of mischief." He pats your hand where it rests on his shoulder before turning to address the gathered crowd. "My brothers and I are honored to have you back among us, sister," he declares proudly. The cheers from the crowd grow even louder in response.

"Well," Crown Prince Nghia begins, taking a seat near the window as he speaks, "I think it's safe to say that we all have our strengths." He shoots a glance in your direction, his expression fond and proud. "Princess Yue is obviously skilled in magic and combat, while Prince Hoc has proven himself adept at politics and strategy. And then there's Trang," he adds with a sigh, "who seems content to live life as a playboy."

Crown Prince Nghia raises an eyebrow at you in amusement. "Well, if you insist," he says with a smile. "But remember, Princess Yue, we'll have to discuss the future of our kingdom soon. It won't all be play." He pauses for a moment, then adds more seriously: "I trust that whatever decision you make, it will be for the best interests of Talia and her people."

Crown Prince Nghia's eyes widen slightly at your comment before quickly regaining their composure. He coughs into his hand, clearing his throat. "Yes, well... those were certainly memorable times," he says with an awkward laugh. "But I think it's best that we focus on more mature matters now."

With that, the conversation shifts to less intimate topics as the four siblings continue to relax and bond in Princess Yue's chambers.

Crown Prince Nghia's eyes widen momentarily at the sight of your bare skin before quickly regaining their composure. "Yes, it is rather warm in here," he says nonchalantly, trying to avert his gaze. However, there's a faint blush creeping up his cheeks that betrays his true reaction. Prince Hoc clears his throat loudly, looking away as well, while Prince Trang merely smirks knowingly from where he's sprawled across the bed.

Crown Prince Nghia's face grows flushed as he glances between you and your other brothers, his expression a mix of embarrassment, desire, and affection. After a moment's hesitation, he stands up from his seat and approaches you slowly, kneeling before you on the floor. "You know I love you, sister," he whispers hoarsely, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from your face.

As Crown Prince Nghia's lips meet yours in a tender kiss, his hands slide gently over your shoulders and down your back, drawing you closer to him. The heat between your bodies intensifies as he deepens the kiss, their sibling bond forgotten for now in the passion of the moment. Prince Hoc clears his throat again, trying unsuccessfully to hide a small smile, while Prince Trang watches from the sidelines with an amused glint in his eye.

Crown Prince Nghia's kisses travel lower down your neck, his hands slipping beneath the fabric of your undergarments to caress your bare skin. His mouth finds one hardened nipple through the material of your dress, sucking and teasing it until you arch into him for more. As he continues to explore your body with his lips and hands, Prince Hoc's gaze flickers between you and his brother before finally drifting away, focusing on something outside the room entirely.

As the Crown Prince and Princess Yue become increasingly lost in their passionate embrace, Trang's expression turns sultry. He pushes himself up off the bed with a lazy grin, sauntering over to them. "Oh, I wouldn't want to interrupt something so...intimate," he says, his voice low and husky. His gaze flickers between your body and Nghia's before fixing on yours. "But since you asked..."

Trang's hands slide over your shoulders and down your back before cupping your ass, squeezing gently. "I think you need more than just one of us to keep you satisfied," he murmurs into your ear before pressing his hips against yours. You feel the heat of his arousal through his trousers as he grinds against you, eliciting a moan from deep in your throat.

Crown Prince Hoc doesn't reply immediately, his gaze lingering on the two siblings before drifting away once more. After a moment's hesitation, he stands up from his seat and approaches them slowly, his expression a mix of desire and guilt. "You know I love you all," he whispers hoarsely, reaching out to touch your cheek gently.

His hands trail down your neck and chest, pushing aside the fabric of your dress until they find bare skin beneath.

As Crown Prince Hoc's hands continue to explore your body, his touch growing bolder and more possessive, you arch into him with a moan. The heat between the three of you intensifies as they lose themselves in the passion of the moment, their sibling bond forgotten for now beneath the weight of their desires.

"Yes," Crown Prince Nghia whispers hoarsely between kisses down your neck. "Fuck you, my sweet sister." His hands slide lower, slipping beneath the fabric of your undergarments to stroke and tease at your slick folds.

Meanwhile, Trang's hips grind harder against yours as he moans into your ear. "You look so fucking good," he breathes before leaning in to capture your mouth with his own.

As the three siblings surrender to their desires, they form an intimate circle of love and lust. The crown prince's rough hands caress your skin while his tongue delves deeper into your mouth. Trang's hands roam freely over your body, pinching and teasing your nipples as he grinds against you. And Hoc's touch is soft yet possessive, as if he needs to feel every inch of your skin before letting go again.

Without further hesitation, Crown Prince Nghia reaches between your legs and positions his hard length at your entrance. He pushes inside you slowly, feeling the heat of your body envelop him as he begins to thrust gently. Trang watches with desire in his eyes, his own arousal visible through the fabric of his trousers as he grinds against you in perfect rhythm with Nghia's movements.

Trang's eyes widen in surprise but quickly flash with lust at your offer. He kneels behind you and positions his erect length at your entrance before slowly pushing inside. The tight heat surrounding him feels incredible, and he begins to thrust gently as Crown Prince Nghia continues to pump into you from the front.

Crown Prince Hoc's gaze flickers between your lips and your pleading expression before finally giving in. He pulls away from the embrace, releasing a shuddery breath as he unfastens his trousers. His cock springs free, glistening with pre-cum as he presents it to you, stroking the length slowly.

Your brothers continue their rough and passionate lovemaking, their movements growing more frenzied as they lose themselves in the heat of the moment.

Crown Prince Nghia growls as he watches you take his brother's cock into your mouth. The sight of another man pleasuring you only serves to heighten his arousal, and he picks up the pace, slamming deeper inside you with each thrust. Trang grunts in approval, his hips moving faster as he fucks you harder from behind.

The room echoes with your moans and gasps for air, mingling together as one unholy symphony of desire and lust.

The air in the room grows thick with desire as you are taken by all three of your brothers. Their movements become more urgent and their bodies heat up, each struggling to contain his own lust for longer. Your walls clench around them, milking every last drop of pleasure from their cocks as they reach the brink of release.

"I'm gonna come," Trang growls out, his voice raw with need. "Cum for me, little sister."

As your brothers cum inside you, your muscles clench and spasm around their cocks, drawing every last drop from them. They collapse onto the bed, panting heavily as they catch their breath. Trang glances over at Hoc, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You should have gone first," he teases.

Crown Prince Nghia chuckles weakly, still buried inside you. "I suppose I should have."

Crown Prince Nghia lets out a hoarse laugh as you continue to ride his and Trang's cocks with unabashed enthusiasm. "Well played, sister," he manages to gasp out between moans. Hoc watches with a mixture of amusement and desire etched onto his features, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of you taking them both so effortlessly.

Trang curses under his breath, his hips bucking up to meet your insistent thrusts. "You're killing me, you know that?" he groans, a hint of pleasure lacing through the words. Nghia growls in agreement, digging his fingers into your hips as he pushes deeper inside you. The bed creaks and sways beneath the weight of their bodies as they lose themselves once more in the passion of the moment.

With each thrust, your brothers grow closer to the edge once more. Their movements become more urgent and their breathing labored as they struggle to contain themselves for even a moment longer. The tension in the air is palpable, thick with anticipation and desire, making every touch that much more intense.

As you continue to ride them, each powerful thrust bringing them closer to release, their gazes never stray from yours, an unspoken promise of everything they'll give you right now etched into the depths of their eyes.

"Oh fuck," Trang groans, his eyes clenched shut as he feels the first wave of release wash over him. "Yeeeah..." Nghia's fingers dig deeper into your hips, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he feels himself about to lose control as well. He looks down at you with a mixture of lust and adoration, his chest rising and falling rapidly under the strain.

"I can't... hold on..."

Crown Prince Nghia's words act as a catalyst, sending Trang careening over the edge with a hoarse cry of release. His cock twitches inside you, spurting hot cum across your bare skin and down your leg. Moments later, he follows suit, collapsing against your back with a satisfied groan.

Crown Prince Nghia's hips jerk forward, his body tense as he feels himself finally lose control. With a guttural moan, he comes deep inside you, spilling his seed in hot waves that push you even further onto the bed. His arms wrap tightly around your waist, holding you close as he catches his breath and tries to regain some semblance of composure.

Trang lays beside you on the bed, his chest rising and falling slowly as he recovers from his exertions.

Crown Prince Nghia gazes down at you with a satisfied smile, brushing the sweat-dampened hair away from your face. "You are truly something else, sister," he murmurs admiringly before leaning in to place a chaste kiss on your forehead. Trang hums in agreement next to you, idly tracing patterns on your back with his fingertips as they both begin to recover.

After a few moments of silence, Nghia's expression turns thoughtful. "We should probably clean you up,"

Trang snorts softly at your comment before saying, "Fair enough." Crown Prince Nghia rolls his eyes good-naturedly but doesn't press the issue. Instead, he lies back on the bed, propping himself up on one elbow to study you thoughtfully.

"You know," he begins, "we could continue this later tonight if you're interested." His voice is low and suggestive, sending a shiver down your spine.

Trang hums in agreement, his gaze traveling down your body before returning to meet yours. "Yes," he says with a knowing smile, "I think we should."

As the three of you lie there together, your bodies slick with sweat and semen, the air thick with desire and satisfaction, it's clear that this is only the beginning. The bond between them will continue to grow stronger as they navigate the complex politics and personal relationships of their kingdom, relying on each other for guidance and support.

But for now, there's no need to think about tomorrow. Tonight belongs to them, and they plan on making the most of it.

Trust me, you'll have plenty of opportunities to meet eligible bachelors like him at the balls and other social events we'll attend. Just remember that while they may be charming and handsome on the surface, it's important to choose a husband wisely, someone who will support your ambitions and not just their own selfish desires.

You spend the evening in each other's company, and his charm and good looks make it easy to forget that you're merely enjoying a night of fun. As the night wears on, however, you start to feel something more beneath the surface - an attraction that runs deeper than mere physical desire.

When he asks if you'd consider seeing each other again, your heart skips a beat.

"My name is Prince Khalid," he whispers back, his breath tickling your earlobe. "And I must say, spending this evening with you has been...enlightening." There's a spark in his eyes that tells you he means more than just words.

Your heart races as you hear his name and realize that this could be something more than just a fling. "Prince Khalid," you repeat, letting his title roll off your tongue like sweet honey. "I must admit, I've never met anyone quite like you." The truth of those words rings loud and clear in the air between you, and for a moment, the world fades away, leaving only the two of you together.

Prince Khalid's eyes widen slightly at your suggestion before he leans in closer, his voice a husky whisper. "I think that would be an excellent idea." He offers you his hand and gives it a gentle squeeze.

Taking your hand in his, Prince Khalid leads you through the crowded ballroom and out into a quiet courtyard lit only by flickering torchlight. The stars twinkle overhead, casting a soft glow over the stone statues that dot the garden. He guides you to a secluded bench tucked away in the shadows, their bodies pressed together as they sit down. His hand moves from your hand, tracing slow circles on your thigh before coming to rest just above your knee.

"You're so beautiful," he breathes out, leaning in closer to nip at your earlobe. "I can hardly believe I had the fortune of meeting you tonight." His free hand trails up your arm, coming to rest on your shoulder before sliding down your back to cup your rear end and pull you closer against him.

Prince Khalid moans into your mouth as you push him against the cool stone wall and claim his lips in a hungry kiss. His hands move to clutch at your hair, tangling in the loose strands as he deepens the kiss, exploring every inch of your mouth with his tongue.

Heat pools low in his belly, a testament to how much he wants you, and his body presses against yours, grinding against your center in a desperate attempt to ease the building tension.