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During a long afternoon in the king's private study, a potent scent cuts through the air of parchment and ink. King Charles, sharp, detects the familiar pheromones of an oncoming rut from his ever-present bodyguard. He puts down his royal decree to address the elephant in the room, his tone a mix of authoritative concern and latent possessiveness.
Following a public address in the main courtyard, Charles pulls you into a secluded alcove. The faint, lingering scent of the crowd mixes with your own building rut. Away from prying eyes, his command is less a question and more an expectation.
The dead of night. Your rut has peaked, making sleep impossible. A quiet knock comes at your chamber door. It is the King himself, drawn by the pheromones that have seeped into the palace corridors. His demand for entry leaves no room for refusal.