“Princess Rose!” Philian yelled out joyfully as he jumped into Rose’s arms.

“Philian!” Rose’s hugged Philian with all her love, pressing his face into her rather large breasts. They both did this for seemed like forever, until Rose let go, kneeled down to Philian’s size, then gave him a big wet kiss on the forehead. “Oh Philian, you’re still the cutest boy I know,” Rose said with a smile.

Philian blushed to this, “If you say that princess, then I’ll believe I’m cute.” Rose then hugged him again.

“So cute and mature, I’m sure you’ll grow to be loved by many ladies.” Philian’s face was entirely red at this point.

“Say, milady-”

“It’s either princess or Rose, Philian.”

“Then princess, are you sure you… want to care for someone like me?” Philian sadly questioned with his red eyes. His black hair slowly shifting as the bright yellow sun’s radiance touched his rather white skin.

“Yes!” Rose yelled out. She then put her face close to Philian’s, their eyes staring at each other. “You deserve so much love, your heart is always so pure, even after killing so many people… Just simply having your love alone is enough for me to eternity sleep peacefully.”

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“No!” Philian disagreed. Rose was taken by surprise. “Don’t sleep for eternity! Don’t… I don’t want to always watch your unmoving body every day. Instead, I want to be cherished by you for eternity! I always want you to embrace me as I do the same!”

Rose fell on her butt, as she felt like her heart skipped many beats. Philian looked at her worryingly, “Princess, are you alright?”

“Philian… I must warn you to be careful with your words.” Rose’s face was completely red. “Or else I’ll have to break the tradition and marry you on the spot.”

“P-princess! What are you saying!?” Rose giggled at this.

“Pardon Philian, do you have time for a walk?”

“If it is for you princess, then I’ll go no matter where the sun is,” Philian answered with a big smile.

Rose immediately stood up, dusted herself, grabbed Philian’s hand, then walked out of the private house they were in. It was still in the middle of the day, birds were still chirping as they flew around energetically. The foot-long grass slowly moved with the wind as Philian and Rose ran through them, to a small cliff, with all and the perfect view of Astoria, the capital of one of the five continents.

Philian and Rose ran up the small cliff, and looked dumbfoundedly, at the wonderful view of Astoria. Philian turned his head to Rose, whose face was already turned to him. Rose put her hand on Philian’s cheek.

“P-princess, what are you-” Rose then pressed her lips into Philian’s. Philian was just 12 years old… and Rose took his first.

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Philian slowly opened his eyes, as he found himself in an unfamiliar room. He sat up and shook his head, all to just be faced to faced to a girl who looked about his age. The girl smiled as she saw him stare at her.

“Good afternoon, my incubus servant.”