Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner

Chapter 124 – A New Morning Routine

*** Alzi, Next morning ***

"Wake up, my lady," Aurora says to stir me up.

I did sleep better, I think it was the bath or something.

"We start with mana again today. If you could get on your back, please," Aurora says, opening the blinds to the balcony and letting in the natural light from the sunrise. "Thank you. Now, I will trace the path again. Then we do it again with you following, just like yesterday."

She crouches on the side of the bed and gently places her finger on my head. Gently, it traces the path through my body as I do my best to follow it in my mind.

"Now, can you try to follow with your mana?"

"Ready," I say.

I make it to the first turn and once again find most of my mana going wild, but a small trickle makes it and continues back up my arm to fail at the next turn.

"Good, I know this is hard, but this is what we want to see. You failed the second turn due to your surprise. When we go again, you should find some mana makes the second turn, and get all the way down to your feet. Ok, ready?" Aurora says with a big smile.

"Yes," I say back, forcing my face to stay neutral.

Again, just a sliver made it back up my arm, but as she said, I had a tiny fraction make it down to my foot before she put her finger back on my head to go again.

...

"My Lady, that was a great improvement. Already making it down to your right leg, all your mana getting out of your arm is more than I thought we could do. Now lunch should be coming up here soon. I have a lot of rules to teach with this lunch," Aurora says, giving my forehead a little kiss. "I know they are grueling, but it is important. The Princess has a party that you are invited to at the end of the week. I want you to be successful at it."

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"I know you keep bringing it up," I say, wiping away the kiss and sitting up. It is nice to feel my mana move through my body, to feel its desire to bring life as it passes through my legs. I'm not sure if it just wants to help create kids or if healing is included in bringing life, but it is an improvement over what I did before.

The weirder thing is my levels. I'm up to level seventeen now, skipping sixteen entirely.

"Did you increase in level? Your breasts are much larger than they were yesterday," Aurora says. I guess she sees the size better when I'm sitting.

"Yes, seventeen," I groan out.

"Hmm, did you get a new skill?" she says to continue her inquiry.

"No."

"Mana. You gained two levels and just earned mana. No changes to your current skills?"

"Skills can change?" I ask.

"They can get more things that they can do," Aurora says, holding my breasts in her hands to test their weight. "So, for instance, your touch may get the ability to increase the intensity of an orgasm or maybe for a girl to ovulate if used on them long enough, or your aura will make a girl want to get pregnant if she is in it for too long. That kind of thing. Normally, the new part of the skill will require more mana, letting you use just the basic version or get the additional effect. These become common, or the skill will say it takes less mana to use it. Did you get any of these?" Her hands refusing to let my tits go.

Do I bend her over and fuck her?

First, I have to check all my skills, but I have five, no four, levels that I didn't check, so any of those could be the reason for an ability change.

One by one I find they all have the same description as before.

"Um, no. They all are the same as yesterday," I say back, careful to avoid my near complete change on a skill when I was still in the brothel. I don't think I should let them know about that and give them a reason to turn me into some lab toy.

"What are all your skills? No, we can go over that after lunch. We need to get you dressed properly while Annoris and Shyla set the table," she says, letting my tits drop from her hands. "Come on, you should see your closet and everything you have. I will have to let Shyla know to make your clothing with plenty of room to grow in the chest. I doubt this will be the last level you have that is pure mana. Seems your Goddess wishes for you to have less breeding and sex skills."

"I wish," I grumble, following after the perverted maid.

"I am not perverted. I want to judge your change per level to help determine your maximum size at the end of the class."

"I didn't say anything."

"You thought it my Lady, and I will not have my Lady thinking I am a pervert. I was a proper lady for thirty years. I will not change now."

"And letting your tits nearly pop out of your dress?"

"I was asked to seduce you, Alzi," Aurora admits. "I knew I would need some help to do it, and it seems you enjoy my breasts. I keep them out to make it fair for you."

"How is that fair?" I ask as I walk into the small room and find the walls filled with dress after dress. Except for one wall to my right, half filled with pants and shirts. "I hate pants. They're uncomfortable and look weird."

"This is not to seduce you, but just how my uniform will be," she says, walking over to one of the many dresses. "I'm sorry about the pants, but you will have to wear them sometimes as you will fill the role of woman and man depending on the circumstances. I will do what I can to limit the time in pants."

"I won't wear them," I say.

"I am sorry, my Lady, but that is not something you get to choose. When the Princess says you will wear pants, you will wear them," Aurora says, moving the dresses around. "Now, you can choose from these three for today."

She floats three options in front of me. All are white and plain. I don't know what the difference between them would be. All are long and look like they would be loose on me, hiding my shape.

Is she calling me fat?

Shimmer was wearing loose clothing, so maybe nobles just wear the slutty stuff to brothels? Or is this part of the 'don't get the wives pregnant' thing?

"I don't care," I end up saying. Still eyeing the stupid pants with disgust.

"My Lady, I know they are similar dresses and not the best looks, but it would be best for you to choose the dress. Often times, your outfit will be chosen for you, so you should take the chances to choose when you can," she says, putting one of the dresses back. "How about you choose between these two? We are working on getting you more styles that fit you better. Just give us a week to do the fittings and tailoring, ok?"

"Left," I mutter out.

She silently puts the other dress back and heads over to me. I throw my hands up so she can slip it over my head.

"My Lady, we need to put on your underwear first," Aurora says, letting mana hold the dress up while she goes searching for something behind me. In a few seconds, she is back in front of me with more clothing than needed for underwear.

"I think the brothel would have shown you these a few times, right?" she asked, adding the cloth to the floating mess.

"Um, yes," I say. "When I was just starting. Mistress stopped caring about what I wore after the second pregnancy."

"We noticed that and please don't call her Mistress. She is 'the Mistress' or use her name. Now one leg, then the other, please," Aurora instructs.

We put on the simple underwear, the garter belt, the garter, and then the stockings before finally getting to the dress.

The dress has no back, my tits doing most of the work keeping the loose-fitting dress on me. It lacks a spot for my tail making me constantly swish the bottom of it around.

"I'm showing my ass off right now," I say.

"Underwear, my Lady. You are wearing underwear. Now give me a moment, and I'll fix that," Aurora says, circling me to study her work. A soft tap on my tail comes, and I feel the dress fall. "There we go."

"Why do I have all the extra stuff beneath if the dress is going to cover it all up?"

"Why do nobles wear anything fancy at all?" she says back. "To stand out. To prove their worth. To make sure everyone knows who is better. Silly, but nobles are always fighting for power. Clothing, etiquette, and titles are how they do that off the battlefield. Now, let's have lunch, shall we?"

The meal was similar to the one yesterday, just a change in ingredients, and I didn't have Shimmer here to stop Aurora from nit-picking everything I did. Elbows, chewing, how I place the stupid fork back on the table, how to use a napkin, speed to eat. All silly things she called out to me. I don't know if I ever want to eat a meal again here if this is what I have to go through ever time.

Then it just got worse.

"Time to practice your letters," Aurora calls out as the other two maids clean the table. I can't say no due to our stupid agreement, so I stand up and walk over to my desk, Aurora pulling out the damn sheet of squiggly lines.

"My Lady, I know you struggled yesterday, but remember you already know all the sounds. This is just a matching game. You speak the sounds every day when you talk. You just need to match those sounds up with the letter. I know you can do this," she explains. "It is hard; the older you are, the harder it is to learn, but it is possible. You could send some of your loves some letters you wrote yourself and read their responses. If you do not learn, then you will have to have me read and write it down. So, if you want the letters to be private, you need to learn how to read and write, and that starts with the letters. Now, let me go through them, and then you will repeat them."

It's a grueling hour of her repeating the sounds over and over till I can match them up correctly. But I do surprise myself by getting half of them correct by the end of the hour.

Aurora was about to start another round, but a knock on the door saved me.