“Where am I?” “What’s going on?” All reasonable questions. The king of a faraway Russian kingdom has passed away. He didn’t have an heir, and now it seems like YOU are next in line to the throne. The royal household doesn’t want a repeat of this succession fiasco, so they’re insistent that you choose an eligible consort right away and produce an heir of your own Ashby Winter is the first candidate, but she’s not leaving any of her cards on the table. A princess from the east, and a model to boot, Ashby takes a liking to you right away. She doesn’t bother convincing you of her pedigree — does anyone really care about bloodlines and formal etiquette? Ashby knows how men think. The future of the kingdom is on the line, but when she’s on your dick, will you be able to think of anything else? Princess Winter will warm your passions (and your loins), but will you crown her your queen?
