It was early November and Princess O, ruler of a small country grew bored of her usual suitors, they were all perfectly fine people but she wanted something different, maybe something a bit crazy even. After a meal where E, Juliet, and Willow spent the entire time talking about the strange things they had seen and heard that day as a poor uncomfortable man sat quietly waiting for a chance to get out O sat alone in her room when a busty maid burst in
"There is an army approaching! They plan to kill us with tea, baked goods, and talking rats" she said before rushing out, one can assume it was in order to tell the others
O immediately ran to see, only stopping to grab her sword to see what was happening. There was in fact an army of women of many ages, holding tea cups and medical tools.
"What is going on here?" O asked E who was keeping calm as ever.
"They are angry at us. Apparently we're too mean. Their leader wishes to see you. She's been let into the palace already. Her name is Emilie."
O waited in the parlor, still in her dressing gown, holding tight to her sword when the leader Emilie came in. She was a strangely beautiful woman with a magnificent blonde mohawk and a glittering corset, and not much else.
"You've been letting people say some pretty awful things about me, sweetness, and I don't like that." She said as she poured herself a drink and sat down, lounging casually on the sofa. "However, I didn't expect someone so cute to be running things."
"I've given up that life." O said, looking into Emilie's green eyes
"So I've heard. You're quite...fond of me are you not?" Emilie licked the rim of her glass seductively, her eyes never breaking their intense contact
"I don't know you, but you and your people can be quite awful to my friends, and for that I can show no forgiveness."
Emilie stood up and walked closer to the princess, "Are you ready to fight me like a girl? I don't think that's what is going to be happening here. Personally I think something quite different will be happening here that we wouldn't want anyone to walk into." She got close enough that their breasts were touching before pulling O closer and kissing her.
O dropped her weapon and gave in to Emilie's desires and opened her mouth for the blonde's tongue and descended onto the floor and had her robe removed by her former enemy who descended down O's body giving her the greatest pleasure she had ever felt.
Only a month later the two were married and there was peace between The Asylum and O's country having been joined by their unholy union.