A/N: I don't think I have anything to say here but I feel obligated to put in author's notes anyway, hopefully everyone enjoys this chapter! Much love to the fans as always.

Chapter XVIX: Calling Out Your Name

"Don't you ever get tired of that? Just looking at me all the time?"

If it weren't for the silly grin on his face when he asked that, Priscilla would have called Reiner out for asking one of the dumbest questions he could ever ask. She let out a soft laugh, surprisingly trying to be mindful of the fact that someone was sleeping in that room too and making an effort to stay somewhat quiet. She reached up to his face with one of her delicate hands and started to trace her fingertips along his features with her eyes following the path she took. From his brow line, down his cheek bones, across his jaw, then brushing his lips and topping it off by gliding up to his nose where she placed a small 'boop' on it's tip. A loving sigh escaped her lips before she spoke.

"Never," She replied sweetly as she paused her tracing to look him in the eyes. Priscilla couldn't help but answer his joke of a question with sincerity, even though Reiner knew exactly what her answer was, "I could do it forever."

Reiner didn't really get how someone like her could make such a claim about him. The man pondered it more as her elegant fingers returned to their gentle journey across his facial features, following the same pattern as she did each time she returned to her starting point on his brow. It was another one of those simple little acts that left him with no weight on his shoulders to worry about – just that question in his mind of how she could just keep her eyes glued to him and be happy just by doing that. As her fingers continuously moved around and he looked into her ever-lovestruck eyes, he knew that if she were to ask him the same question he would say the same thing without hesitation. Reiner could never get tired of looking at her, or hearing her or just being with her.

Yet still, he struggled to understand how she could, but she was laying there in front of him proving it right now. That look in her eyes was unlike one she'd give to anyone else, the look that said 'it's you, you're the one, just getting to sit here and stare at you is wonderful.' He didn't want to get into talking or even thinking about how undeserving of her love and attention he was, so instead he chose to anchor himself to that moment they were having and accept the truth laid out before him, the truth that had always been there but that he struggled to acknowledge. If Reiner could fight off his self doubt for just a while, that would be enough of a relief for him for now. He had hope that one day he could escape this insecurity he still held inside of him, but to ignore it for just this night would do until that time finally came. It was part of that dream of their perfect future together...

"Are you sleepy?" Priss asked, pulling her hand back with the worry she might be bothering him with her touching, "You look like you're drifting off."

"I was... just kind of zoning out... getting a bit lost in the nice view I have on my end, you know?" He replied with a grin, but even that smile couldn't hide the weariness in his golden eyes. Priscilla was the most recent one between them who got to sleep so it was reasonable that he might be needing rest at this point.

"Still doing a bit of flirting even though you already got the girl..." She said with a snicker and biting softly into her lower lip. Reiner reached over and placed his hand on her cheek.

"Hah, why would I ever want to stop doing that?" He asked, matching her amusement – at this point it was getting tough to keep their voices as quiet as they should, "I just can't help myself."

"Neither can I..." Her voice trailed off back into a dreamy murmur, "But really, if you want to go to sleep, don't force yourself to stay awake just because I'm not tired yet."

"Not tired yet..." Reiner repeated her words and his eyes glinted with something mischievous behind the evident sleepiness, "Maybe there's something we can do to wear you out a bit..."

She smiled softly at him and shook her head, "I can literally see in your eyes how much you want to sleep, Reiner."

"That's true but... like I said before," He whispered as he leaned in closer to her, "I just can't help myself."

"Well..." She replied, "If you insist... I think I have an idea of what we could do actually that would work."

"What is that?" Reiner asked curiously, but she was already on the move having sat up and let the thin blanket covering her slip down.

She looked down to him and smiled as she gave her first instruction, "Just roll onto your back..."

Reiner did as he was told and shifted onto his back, and while he did he saw her slip out of her panties and set them aside leaving her fully nude. He didn't know what Priss had planned but he trusted her – the way she started to situate herself made him think she was going to go for a ride on his dick, but as she straddled him she started moving her further up, inching forward until her thighs were on either side of his head. Reiner had his breath held the entire time she was making her slow moves, he was simply overcome with a mixture of apprehension and excitement.

"I'm just gonna be honest with you, and if you don't like the sound of this then stop me right now," She began, "I'm gonna ride your face, it's just like you regularly eating me out but just a different position..."

"Yes!" Reiner abruptly interjected into her explanation, not even caring if he sounded over eager. What would that matter anyway?

Her lips curled into a content smile, "Just give my thigh a tap if you need air then. Don't want to suffocate you and all."

"Heh, I can think of worse ways to die," He said with a smirk.

"Well let's hope it doesn't come to that..." She replied, suppressing a laugh at his absurd remark, "Just lay back and work your magic with that mouth of yours."

With all the prefacing done, Priscilla carefully moved those last few inches forward and carefully held herself over Reiner's mouth where he had full access to her clit and pussy to do as he pleased – and what he 'pleased' was to get to licking at her right away. They both equally missed the sensation of his mouth being buried between her legs.

At first she was still while she took in the feeling of his tongue making it's way up her slit and to her clit, which always elicited a shiver from her – but this time she noticed something different. When he started 'low' at the bottom of her slit, it put his nose right near her clit, and it dragged up against it as he went about this action. It added an extra layer to the hotness of the situation, even though she wouldn't get to enjoy the feeling of his great nose nudging against her sensitive spot when he focused his mouth on her clit, but for now as he performed the 'start at the bottom, make way to the top' she got to relish in his nose nudge up against her clit – the combination of his nose dragging against it and being 'finished off' by his tongue flicking against her clit was quite the sensation; it made her gasp and shiver each time he did it. Sure, doing stuff with the vagina hole itself wasn't even close to a priority when it came to orally pleasuring a woman, but now that she realized his big, beautiful nose could play a part in it... well, this just meant licking the pussy entrance from the right position had more relevance than just to help get things wet down there – not that she ever really had trouble getting wet for Reiner on her own.

Suddenly she felt a tap on her thigh and quickly pulled herself away enough for him to speak, "Something wrong?" She asked.

"You were making weird gasping noises, like you were having trouble breathing," Reiner informed her, "I just wanted to make sure you were ok."

"Oh, oh god yeah I was more than ok!" She excitedly assured him, "I guess I didn't really realize what I was doing or anything... but trust me, I was enjoying myself. I'd let you know if I wasn't, I promise. But let me tell you, that nose... it does more than look good."

"Huh? What do you mean?" An absolutely puzzled Reiner asked.

"I'll explain later, but trust me you're doing nothing wrong," She said, flashing him a smile.

"Heh, right then..." He replied, with a grin of his own – relieved everything was still going smoothly.

And with that, she lowered herself back onto his face so he could continue to pleasure her. Priscilla figured she'd detail the whole nose thing to him another time and just let him continue to dictate things for now before she took any of her own actions. She just sat still and let her head fall backwards as her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation his tongue and lips were offering her without her even needing to move. Her breathing was heavy but she managed to keep her moaning to a minimum, it was actually Reiner who seemed to be making more noise as he went to town down there on her, sounding like he was satisfying a hunger he'd been starved of for weeks, which in itself was sending her into and even more aroused state.

He was down there, eating pussy, and loving every second of it. With knowing he was doing something different, although he didn't know what, he became extremely overcome with wanting to keep pleasing his woman. There came a point where he let out a loud grunt and grabbed her ass with both hands tightly and pulled her against his face even harder in his unbridled excitement to give her pleasure, causing Priss to gasp a bit in surprise.

Reiner pulled himself back for just a second to hurriedly mumble, "Sorry!" before he dove back in to feast with vigor, having changed from his drag and flick to all out just sloppily licking and sucking all around without much thought for technique. When he got over excited he could end up doing things like that; losing control unexpectedly, but not in a violent or inappropriate way of course, but to out of nowhere grab her butt and shove her pussy into his face even more? She didn't expect that, especially not when she was getting lost in the moment prior. Thinking about it got her breathing even heavier and getting dangerously noisy, but she (and surely Reiner too) had hit that point where they did not give even a fraction of a shit that they may wake up the person sleeping – that concern was completely gone from their minds.

In a moment of lucidity, she looked over her shoulder to see his erection wanting to be freed from his underwear and taken care of, but Reiner's hands were firmly planted on her butt and she didn't quite have the dexterity to twist her back to an unrealistic degree, get his dick out and start stroking it, so Priscilla chose to let them cross that bridge when they got to it. For all she knew he wanted to stick it in her once he got her off with his mouth, but it was far more likely he wasn't thinking about much of anything that wasn't right in front of his face in that moment... literally.

Reiner went back to the dragging method after his moment of being in a frenzy. Each time he finished his upwards-dragging motion she twitched with pleasure, and Reiner could easily feel her thighs tighten around his head as she did which only fueled him further. He knew very well how delicate her skin was and eased up on how hard he was digging his fingers into her plump ass at that point – he'd regained a bit more composure by then. Reiner looked up and got a sweet view of her tits from below where he could see them heaving from her intense breathing, and then as if she knew he had looked up her way, Priscilla looked down to him. His eyes went from her breasts to her face instantly and even in the poor lighting of the room he could see the redness in her face and lust filled eyes.

Reiner's attention fully shifted to her clit itself and his hands were on the move as well: one gripping her thigh and the other supporting her lower back, just in case. Reiner didn't want Priss to end up with any soreness in her back in case this went on for a while. He licked at her slowly and methodically, switching between applying more and less pressure. Every time he did something to her clit, it made her twitch even harder than before with pleasure since she was on her sure but steady climb – he knew how to treat her just right and god did it make him want to blow his own load just watching her make her climb to the peak of her climax, especially considering she was pretty much in a constant state of twitching and moaning at this point now that he was fully focused on that spot. There was something uniquely beautiful about watching her in ecstasy, especially since it involved him being the source of it; it was thrilling to be able to send a goddess or angel into the throes of pleasure and to see her like that. He couldn't, and frankly didn't ever want to, imagine seeing anyone else like that.

When he switched to suckling on her clit he heard her inhale sharply and then release a loud moan. It was then that her body instinctively started to take part with her hips starting a back and forth grinding motion against his face. Her thoughts were completely overtaken by love and lust to the point that her body seemed to be sprinting towards it's primal goal to reach it's climax, and Reiner was right on that page with her. Both his hands went to hold onto her by the thighs as he vigorously swapped around between licking in different patterns and just sucking on her while she grinded into his face – all the while he was moaning into her and she was letting out little whimpers, gasps and moans of her own as she felt her orgasm about to hit any second.

Priscilla hunched forward and her hands pressed hard against the wall in front of her, that familiar look on her face was enough of a clue to let Reiner know he was about to push her over the edge. He could hear her whisper 'yes' and other words of encouragement, along with his name, so Reiner kept at it – licking and sucking her until her eyes shot open with a shuddering gasp and her thighs clenched together tighter than before. Her body shivered several times in time with her hips still grinding against his face, the face she maintained eye contact with as she came. Reiner gave her clit a few last gentle and loving laps before she backed off and plopped down to the side of him, left panting from her orgasm.

Reiner quickly sat up and inhaled deeply; he didn't take much opportunity to 'come up for air' significantly – he was too engrossed in eating her out to even care; The instances he got to take a breath without needing to ask her to pull away were enough. He looked down to his queen who was laying on her side with a loving and very satisfied smile spread across her face.

"So you said you'd explain once we were done?" He asked after some deep breaths, "The nose thing?"

"Ahah... yeah that..." She laughed lightly, "I noticed your nose drag up against my clit when you did the thing where you start licking low and move your way up. The bump on your nose followed by the bridge, and then finishing with the tongue flick? Oh god you are blessed with that nose of yours. I never imagined it'd serve a purpose other than looking good... uh, and breathing, obviously."

This sent Reiner into a stifled fit of laughter that he struggled to keep at a polite volume – he was back in the mindset of trying to be quiet again, but he couldn't really help himself when Priss came out with such a silly statement like she just did. He knew well at this point that she loved his nose, and everything about him, but mentioning that it turned out to be useful for a very specific sexual purpose was amazing to him (and something he'd have to remember in the future).

"So, is it a throne fit for a queen?" He joked.

Priscilla laughed and nodded, but it was evident she was quite tired now – the thrill of an orgasm could sometimes leave her feeling sleepy, wanting to nap – or just laying down at the very least. Sometimes she could go round after round, but that time she was hit with the post-climax desire to relax, but she was concerned with the fact that Reiner still hadn't been taken care of. His excitement from their activity had clearly given him a bit of an energy boost, considering he was sitting straight up and at attention, but now he was the one in the position to not want to have his lover exert too much energy for his sake. Once he himself got to cum, he was sure he'd be down for the count, but they had to get that done first. Reiner was never demanding of Priscilla, especially when it came to sex. The boldest and closest thing to a 'demand' he ever made was whispering for her to cum for him that one time, which wasn't about him exerting his power over her, but his desire to titillate and thrill her. He wasn't making demands of her there, in fact he felt very nervous about saying those words to her at the time. He worried he was gonna sound so stupid or that she might even laugh at him... but no, it all turned out fine. It turned out perfectly, even. Who else would she be cumming for anyway?

His throbbing hardon was becoming a bit of a nuisance though and he needed to figure out what to do about it, little did he know though that Priscilla's mind was hard at work making a decision about how to drain his balls too.

"You look like you've got a second wind," She commented with a chuckle, taking notice of his alert expression.

"Hah, for the moment yeah..." He confirmed, "But now you're the one looking tired."

"It's ok, I have an idea of how we can take care of you..." She whispered tantalizingly.

Still laying, her hands drifted up to her breasts which she grabbed and started to massage as she stared at him with her seductive gaze. Reiner's eyes were locked on her fondling her tits even though he had no idea where it would lead them, but it still made his cock twitch to watch her play with herself like that – it was like he was being hypnotized by her squeezing and moving her ample breasts around, only to be broken out of it by her calling his name invitingly

"Hey, Reiner... I know you think about these," On that last word she squeezed her tits harder and pushed them up to further entice him, "a lot, right? You like to look at them, you like to touch them, put your mouth on them... Did it ever occur to you that you could 'fuck' them too?"

Reiner had been following her all the way through to the last part – she was making some real obvious statements and then all of a sudden she throws a curve ball at him that he didn't expect. She kept at her fondling, as if he needed any further enticement from her, and it was written all over his face that he wanted to know more, leading him to awkwardly and loudly blurting out:

"I can WHAT?"

Priscilla nodded with that familiar devious smile of hers, feeling so gleeful that she was about to show him the wonderful act of tiddyfucking.

"It's easy," She began her explanation by rolling onto her back and motioning for him to come to her, "You just straddle me on my stomach area... and you... you shove your cock between my tits and... I think you get the picture, yeah?"

Reiner was nodding along rapidly as she gave her quick and dirty rundown of this, all the while trying to get out of his underwear so his dick could be properly free to enter the land of the amazing chest that laid ahead. Priscilla quietly giggled to herself at his awkward and excited struggling while she waited for him to get it together – eventually he succeeded in his task of stripping away the last remaining bit of his clothing and crawled, carefully of course, on top of her where he positioned himself on her stomach with his thighs on either side of her, without putting his weight on her of course.

"Oh, we gotta make sure things are nice and wet first..." She added, sitting up as much as she could to get a nice face full of his dick, "Give it here a minute!"

It was an awkward stretch of an angle for sure, but she needed to get him nice and slick. His length allowed her to get some of his hard cock into her mouth which she did her best to suck on. Reiner did some slow pushes into her mouth to give her a bit of help; he was careful not to push his hips too far forward or go too quickly and potentially hurt her – he had to keep it cool for now because he knew he was gonna lose his mind when this whole tiddyfucking thing started. He would ease up and pull back a bit every so often, keeping it slow and steady so she could mostly stay on top of how much of him she was taking into her mouth.

It didn't take all that long for her to be salivating on him so much that the excess was dripping out of the corners of her mouth and onto herself – this seemed like as good of a time as any, so she pulled her head back with a gasp, spat out what was left in her mouth to rub on his dick and nodded at him. However, Reiner did not jump straight to the tits, instead he clumsily fell forward and just started to kiss the hell out of her. It took her by surprise, but she quickly adapted by grasping him by his hair to pull him into the kiss harder. It was passionate, it was sloppy, it was wet – yet at the same time tender as they moaned into each other's mouths and held onto each other's faces like their lives depended on it.

"Ah..." Reiner breathed as he reluctantly pulled away from the intense kiss, "I just- I just really felt like doing that first."

"That's fine with me!" Priss responded breathlessly with a huge smile, "I won't ever stop you if you want to kiss me."

"It's not even that I want to, but I need to..." Reiner spoke, "I can't live without the taste of your lips or the touch of your skin or the sound of your voice... To say I want you doesn't do my feelings justice, because to just want something or someone means you can go on with your life fine without having them... But you? I absolutely... without a doubt... need you."

Priscilla was stunned by Reiner's sudden and intense proclamation – not that it was out of character, but the timing is what made it a bit unexpected. She stared up at him totally doe-eyed and feeling like she couldn't breathe anymore; she wanted to choke out the same words back at him but she was so scatterbrained now that her ability to form words was hindered. Reiner could see her mind trying to formulate a response and he smiled down at her warmly.

"It's ok, I know you're thinking the same thing," He whispered, "I remember when you said it back in Hyperia. In a situation just like this. You will always be the one that I want, but more importantly, you'll always be the one I need above all else."

"Reiner!" She all-out shouted with tears in her eyes now, but his name was the only word she could coherently get out in her sudden hysterics, "I! We are! Need! You me and! Love! I need! You me! And- and- and-!"

"Hey hey..." He said in a soothing tone. He also lowered his face so his forehead pressed against hers to try and calm her even more as he held the sides of her face, "Did I ruin the mood?"

He felt her shake her head beneath him and heard a little sniffle too, "No, not at all... I just didn't expect that right now. I loved it, really. I may be a little weepy but it's good. It's great."

"That's a relief..." Reiner murmured, then proceeded to pull back and give her a kiss on the forehead, "Was worried I may have made a mistake. I just can't help myself sometimes."

"I know," She laughed, "And you know I can't either. I love you, Reiner Braun."

"And I love you too, Priscilla Braun."

Hearing her name paired with his last name always made her want to scream with delight, but she managed to keep that inside by biting into her lower lip to keep from shouting out in ecstasy how great it made her feel. To already be called – and calling herself – Missus Priscilla Braun, or just Priss Braun, it just sounded right to both of them. To call it a dream come true to hear their names combined like that would be an understatement.

Without words the two of them re-assumed the position where Reiner was straddling her stomach. He looked down, seeing his cock just laying between her breasts which she slowly grabbed and squeezed around him. A shiver ran down his spine and his balls throbbed when he felt the soft warmth of them envelop his cock, and while it was different than sex, his body knew exactly what to do: thrust his hips back and forth as if it were intercourse, the word 'fuck' was in 'tiddyfuck' after all. It was a different feeling versus smashing her pussy, but it was still a great one. The warm, wet, super tight all-consuming sensation of sex wasn't there, but she had more control over the squeezing she could do versus how she could sometimes contract her strong pussy muscles around his cock but it was often a more random occurrence that she didn't dictate at will. In short, this was a fantastic activity in it's own unique way.

Her silky soft skin against his cock felt amazing and the way she moved around her tits as he slide himself between them had him aching to cum, but he didn't want to yet – and the fact that he was already ready to bust from having his face buried deep between her legs wasn't helping him pace himself. He moved his hands to be on top of hers so he could play with her nipples a bit, if he could manage to keep coordinated enough to do that – he doubted once he got closer to his climax he'd be able to keep that up, so he assisted in the fondling while he still could. She let out a long moan when he started to play with her, but as he predicted, his coordination was slipping the longer this went on. There was still some slickness present, but Priscilla had also managed to work up a sweat in that stuffy room so that was helping keep things somewhat wet too; Reiner was positive he'd reach his orgasm before anything dried up anyway.

Priscilla then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to have a go at tapping and licking the head of his dick with when he thrust it forwards towards her. He started to imagine how this would end, but he worried if he started thinking too far ahead things would be over even quicker. Reiner even went as far as to close his eyes for a bit, because the sight of her was just so thrilling that it was overwhelming, but even behind his closed lids he could still see her clear as day – she was simply inescapable. He could also still very much hear her and feel her – the sensation of her breasts smothering his impressive cock and her tongue lapping against it's head at steady intervals while she breathed her hot and heavy breath onto it as well.

Reiner opened his eyes again and moved his hands to hold her by the face as he started to make his final push – and she knew that was his goal now with his sudden increase in pace. She shoved her tits together as hard as she could while he thrust faster and faster. Once she heard him start to let out a low groaning noise she made sure to keep her mouth open, and soon enough he let out a full moan as ropes of his cum shot out onto her – some landing on her face, some in her mouth. With his nut successfully busted, his second wind was officially spent – but before he flopped down on the bed next to her, he noticed something.

"Oh shit..." He mumbled, seeing a few drops of his cum having landed what had to be uncomfortably close to one of her eyes, "S-Sorry about that..."

He thumbed it away carefully, but before he could wipe it away onto the sheets or something, Priss grabbed his hand and went ahead and just licked it off of his thumb in one of the final showings of eroticism for the evening. She gave his hand a tight squeeze before letting him have it back to himself – Priss then had to do what she could to clean up what didn't land in her mouth, so while Reiner collapsed next to her she hastily wiped his cum from her face and simply licked it off her fingers, following that she just wiped her hands on the bed to get them dry.

Even though they didn't start their night by wearing much, the pair chose to ignore putting any clothes back on once their romp had come to an end. Once Priss was nice and cuddled up next to him, Reiner pulled the sheet over them so they were covered in some way and then pulled her in close to him in his strong arms. Priscilla nuzzled her face into his neck and hummed softly against it which made a tired smile appear on Reiner's face as he felt himself start to slip away into slumber. He wanted to keep holding onto her tightly through the night, but Reiner was aware that once he was sleeping he wouldn't be able to control how hard he got to hold her anymore, which made him fight with his fatigue to stay awake just a bit longer.

"Sleep, Reiner..." He heard his lover coo soothingly as if she knew he were trying to stay awake just to keep a tight grasp on her, "I'll be with you there soon... but until then I'll stand guard to make sure you sleep soundly... and to just look at you some more too."

A weary chuckle escaped from him and he couldn't help but give her a good natured tease, "You really don't get tired of doing that, huh..." She turned her face to look up to him with a sweet smile.

"Why would I lie about that?" She teased back, but then her tone drifted into deep sincerity, "And besides that always being the truth... what better sight would there be for me to see as I drift off to sleep but you?"

Reiner's mixture of being rendered exhausted once more and being stupid in love left him without words for this, all he could manage was a dumb smile as he struggled to keep his eyes open. In his barely lucid state, he felt her hand touch his cheek as she whispered once more, "Sleep, my love... I know you need it."

Priscilla watched as Reiner's eyes slowly closed and how he seemed to slip off into the realm of sleep within moments, which she was pleased to see him do so easily. She didn't want to get her hopes up that she could fall asleep very soon after him, so she was content to lay there and study his features – more than content really, she loved to look at that man of hers. It reminded her of how she had not all that long ago started to imagine what their future child would look like – which parts of each of them their boy would end up with. She let her mind idly play the game of filling in what their son could eventually look like until enough time passed for her to slip into slumber too.

Anteros and Adrestia sat in their shared room, both on her bed, as she was reading out loud from a children's book while her loving older brother listened intently.

"You're doing such a wonderful job with your reading, Addie..." He complimented her as she paused to turn the page, "Learning so fast, just like your big brother."

"You help a lot," Adrestia insisted, looking up from her book and up to him, "I don't think I'd be smart without you teaching me things all the time..."

It was true that he spent as much of his time as he realistically could with her and assisting with her developmental milestones and education. To call him dedicated with how much work he put into raising his little sister would be underselling just how attentive he was – he easily was with her more than her own mother was, and he preferred it that way. Despite his obsession with being in her life as much as he could, he still wanted to believe she had a natural talent for learning like he did – which wasn't impossible, but his projection and intense hand in helping her learn made it so it was hard to tell where her natural development ended and his assistance really began.

"Ohh I think no matter what you would be a very smart girl, and very beautiful too," He said, "And it's not like I could teach you how to be beautiful, that's something you are all on your own..."

"Let me keep reading, Anteros!" She whined over his objectively strange digression before he could go on further, "The Prince is about to come save the Princess, it's the best part! Let me read!"

Before her brother could speak again a knock came on the door, followed by the jiggling of the doorknob – Anteros preferred it locked, and this only lead to louder knocking. His mood visibly shifted, seen in his posture and soured expression, from the caring older brother to irritated and somewhat sinister. He let out a deeply annoyed sigh as he rose from the bed to go address the situation.

"Forgive me, sweet Addie, but it seems I must go deal with mother and father..." He said darkly.

Adrestia, too young to pick up on his behavioral cues, simply nodded and went back to looking at her book and enjoying the brightly colored illustrations of the beautiful princess in a silver dress reaching out for the prince in his gilded and detailed armor. She was being dragged down by clawed hands that were composed of darkness that threatened to swallow her up while radiant golden light shined from behind the prince to pierce through it and save her. Adrestia simply couldn't wait and continued to quietly read out loud to herself while Anteros went over to their bedroom door to see what their parents wanted.

The Price exclaimed, "There is no greater sorrow, no greater hardship, than to live without you, my love! This is why I've fought through untold dangers, there is nothing in this depraved world that could ever stop me from protecting you, not even the devil himself!"

"What is it?" Anteros sneered after he reluctantly unlocked the door and cracked it open just enough to glare at his father. His mother stood behind the father, looking meek as always.

"Adrestia should have been asleep over an hour ago," Their father said sternly, "Why are you keeping her awake?"

"You kept me busier than usual today, father, she and I both wanted to make up for the time you stole from us," Anteros replied venomously, "I will make sure she gets a proper amount of sleep and wakes up at a decent time as well."

"Oh, my dearest!" The Princess shouted to her brave hero, "I knew you would come for me, I never lost faith!"

Their father narrowed his eyes at Anteros through the small crack in the door they could just barely see each other through, "What right do you have, Anteros? To keep our girl from us? To disrespect your own parents?"

"I've been dutifully tutoring her, you know. She's made amazing strides with her reading and language skills..." Anteros more or less ignored his father's questions, "I do not like her learning the Eldian language being mandatory though, for what purpose do any of us need to be speaking the devil's tongue anyway?"

And so, without any fear, the Prince pulled the Princess from the evil pits of Hell that coveted her light. He held a golden lance in his free hand, and he threw it into the dark to banish it as he pulled the Princess onto the winged horse he rode. The two of them escaped upon it and went on to live happily ever after.

"Let us in, Anteros," The father commanded, "Your mother wants to say good night to her daughter."

Anteros let out a loud bark of laughter, "Oh! Does she now? ...Well, I'm not feeling in a generous mood so she's out of luck. Leave us now."

Anteros swiftly slammed the door shut and locked it before his father could take action against him; Anteros didn't immediately return to his sister though, he stood by the door for a few moments and listened with a grin as he heard his mother begin to weep, followed by consoling words from his father that grew more and more distant, indicating they had given up and were walking away.

"It's simply amazing..." He uttered to himself as he stared forward at nothing in particular, "How the water of that simpering woman's womb managed to birth the two of us. Us beings of such great importance and power when she is plain and nothing. We truly are... the Blessings from God... There's no other explanation for why we are what we are, I'm sure of this... And all the rest of those ingrates who I believe to be no more than wastes of oxygen and resources... Oh they're all so weak. So useless. I can just sense you and I are far above them all, Addie, and I refuse to let anyone else-"

"I finished!" Adrestia piped up happily to get his attention back to her, unintentionally interrupting his quiet rant. He whipped his head around to see her with the closed book in her lap looking very giddy – the child clearly had no idea or understanding of what had been going on, she was too busy lost in her fantasy picture book to even pay attention to the tense and hushed exchange happening between the other members of her family.

Anteros was initially irritated that she interrupted him, but he rationalized that she didn't know he was speaking given how it was a monologue in a low voice that was directed just at himself, a rationalization that allowed him to stay calm and not lash out at his precious child sister. He then started to make his way back to her with a kind smile, moving towards her nightstand and picking up a hair brush.

"Why don't I brush your hair a bit?" He offered as he sat back down next to her.

"I am getting sleepy, so yes please!" She excitedly replied.

Anteros then pulled his young sister onto his lap, but he set the brush to the side first. Brushing her hair lightly was part of their bed time ritual – Anteros loved brushing her hair, and Adrestia did as well. He started by looking for any knots in her hair to work out gently with his slender fingers first before just trying to run a brush through it – if it were to get stuck on a potential knot then it'd be more painful for her than if he just manually worked them out with his hands first. Fortunately, her hair wasn't very prone to knotting given how straight and smooth it was, but he couldn't help but check anyway.

"Ah, just a little one on the end here..." She heard him say and then felt him carefully work through the knot.

Adrestia did her best not to fidget during this process since it wasn't entirely without some discomfort, but it was over soon enough and Anteros picked up the brush and started slowly running it through her silky hair. He smiled as the brush effortlessly glided through it – for her hair to always be so lovely without much work was a point of pride for him. He didn't spend long on brushing before moving onto the next step, which was optional, but he decided he wanted to do it tonight. He stretched himself over to the bedside table again and grabbed for a hair tie.

"Braid?" Adrestia asked curiously.

"Yes, I want you to have a braid tonight..." Anteros confirmed flatly.

His fingers then got to work weaving through her sleek locks and creating a braided style that wasn't too tight – he kept it loose to avoid stressing her hair but doing this would also lessen the need to de-tangle in the morning, plus he enjoyed seeing her hair braided and to be the one to do it made it even better; he never liked it when their mother would braid her hair, Anteros always thought she did a terrible job of it compared to the different braids he'd give Adrestia based on the situation. Once he finished his task, he tied it up at the end and rested his hands on her shoulders.

"All done?" She asked.

"Yes, Addie, we're done..." He responded quietly, "Time for my sweet princess to head off to sleep."

Priscilla had awoken in the night, unable to tell how long she actually got to sleep for, and her head was aching terribly and her stomach was churning. She took a quick glance at Reiner, who still had his arm draped across her, and he was sound asleep still. Priss got a moment of feeling good seeing that he was smiling slightly in his sleep.

Wonder if he's having a good dream? She thought.

Sadly her ill feelings took hold over her again after his smile soothed her for a fleeting moment. She was at a bit of a loss of what to do so she chose to keep laying there and try to ignore her aching head and stomach while trying to just get back to sleep and hope it passes. When she closed her eyes her lids soon scrunched tightly shut and her brow furrow – it was difficult to just peacefully close them in an attempt to relax with how she was feeling. Her heavy eyelids slowly opened after she fought her losing battle with going back to sleep for a while and she sharply exhaled through her nose.

"What can I do..." She whispered, straining to think through the painful fog she was caught in.

Then, it came to her. The moon.

Priss looked back over to Reiner and gave him a light peck on the lips and murmured 'be back soon' before she carefully slid out from under his arm and got out of bed to go on her quest for lunar healing. She ignored her clothes and proceeded out without getting dressed at all – Reiner's warnings about the strange men were completely gone from her aching head and she just didn't count on running into anyone, which was a foolish gamble to make. Staying nude was also growing into more and more of a powerful inner urge within her, conscious or not.

The internal layout of the ship was a bit confusing, but she had a good idea of how to tackle this: just head up. It wasn't like trying to find the deck was as complicated as delving down to find some inner structure. See some stairs heading upwards? Take them, she was sure she'd eventually get to where she was going with that idea.

And surely enough she did.

She slowly emerged onto the deck of the large ship and saw the moon shining brightly in a cloudless sky. It was like it was waiting for her to show up and seek out it's aid, but she knew better and it was that luck just happened to be on her side that night with the weather. Still, the soothing light of the moon beckoned her out of the shadows and her feet brought her to the bow of the ship where she placed her hands on the cold metal guard rails that lined the edge.

The moment the lunar light had touched her she had started to feel her unpleasant feelings melt away, and the longer she stayed in the presence of these moon beams, the better she felt. Priscilla let out a sigh of relief – she was glad that her issues could be remedied so easily, but the source of these problems was a mystery that should be concerning to her, but in that moment all she could do was relish with how great she felt to be alleviated.

"Oi, girl, what are you doing up here?"

Priscilla froze and her posture stiffened, almost to the point of being painful, when she heard the accusatory voice behind her. She slowly turned her head and saw two night guards standing about ten feet from her. Either they were quiet as hell or she was too caught up in her own feelings to notice their approach, the answer could easily be a bit of both, but now she found herself in a troubling situation.

When she didn't answer and merely gawked at them, it prompted them to start moving closer and the guard repeated his question, but with added aggression, "Didn't you hear what I said? What the hell are you doing here, girl?"