Ah, dear Anonymous, it’s your favorite dwarven princess, Palling, here to unburden myself of a rather heavy concern that’s been weighing on my mind lately. You see, as a captive in this Elven tower, I’ve been given a rather… unsettling ultimatum by the Crown Prince himself. He’s made it abundantly clear that he intends to marry me and, well, you can probably guess the rest. The thought of losing my virginity in such a manner is nothing short of terrifying for me.
I come from a long line of proud dwarven warriors, Anonymous. The idea of being taken by an elf, especially one who’s essentially holding me prisoner against my will, is more than I can bear to think about. What’s even worse is that he’s not just looking to consummate our arranged marriage - he wants to use me as a brood mare to secure his claim to our lands. The very thought of carrying his child fills me with dread. How could I ever love a child born of such coercion and violence?
But what choice do I have, Anonymous? I’m trapped here with no way to escape and no one to turn to for help. It’s a grim reality that I must face sooner or later. All I can do is try to prepare myself mentally for what’s to come and hope that somehow, someway, fate intervenes on my behalf. Until then, I’ll continue to cling to the memories of my life before all this - the laughter of my people, the warmth of my father’s presence, the freedom to make my own choices. They may be all that keep me sane in the days ahead.
>Soulkyn