Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner

Chapter 187 – Completing a Class

*** Alzi ***

I wake up in the Princess's arms. Our bodies are now fixed and perfect. But with a stupid dot in my damn tattoo.

The Princess lied. I didn't want a kid. Much less another bastard. She promised I would get a kid only when I wished.

"Sorry, Alzi," the Princess says. "I didn't think she would do it. Every rule is being broken by her. We should be clothed and in a small room. I don't know what she is doing."

"I tried. You did all that, and I..."

"That isn't your fault," Elora says. "I had to do that. My promise was to let you choose. I wish I could have kept her focused on me so you wouldn't be forced. I'm sorry for that."

She holds me tight. Our naked bodies are still on display for the damn guards. Their smile shows they love every second of our stupid captivity. Not that I can see them clearly. The window of the Goddess taking over my vision and then my tears blurring it even more.

Fucking a Princess and healing a different one was enough to complete my class, I guess.

"Everything ok, Alzi?" the Princess asks.

"My class is complete," I whisper, hoping the stupid guards don't hear.

The door slams open, and the shifty bitch walks in, "Here are some robes for you two. Princess Elora, you know the rules, right?"

"Do you?" Elora asks.

"Yes, I will be in charge of you two now. Will you behave?"

"Why should I? My wife is pregnant with that weak bitch's child," the Princess says.

"So nothing worse happens," Shifty says.

"Fine. Do one thing wrong," Elora warns.

"Open the door," shifty commands. "They know better."

The guards stand still, watching to see if the other will budge. Shifty taps her foot, and finally, the one on the right gives in, swinging the door in.

The shifty bitch tosses us two plain white robes. Just like the brothel.

Elora is a bit slow to let go of me. I pull the robs close and throw one on top of her. The robe is a bit tight for my wings but doable. Elora is still on the ground with the robe as a blanket.

"You three need to leave. I can't carry her out of here, and even if I could, I wouldn't make it ten feet before you blast me out of the sky," I say. "You've done enough."

"Ten minutes," the shifty bitch says, pulling the two guards with her.

"I need you to stand Elora," I say.

"Ok, just once I was covered, I didn't want to show them anything," Elora says. It takes her a few more seconds to finally start to move and put the robe on.

She pulls me into a hug again, waiting for the shifty bitch to come back in. Hiding behind me.

"Follow me," Shifty says, the guards nowhere to be found. Maybe she threw them over the side? Wouldn't be too bad of an idea. I doubt anyone could find the body out here.

We move together, my vision still filled with my choices and the Princess unwilling to let me go. Shifty doesn't take us far; it's just a few doors to a small room with a single bed.

"Stay here and follow the rules. I will have a guard outside, and you can ask for things. Be reasonable; we are at sea," Shifty says, closing us into the new cell.

"Rules?" I ask the Princess.

"No pulling out items from my ring or using mana without permission," the Princess says, moving to the bed. "You can pick your next class. If you have any questions, just ask."

"Not going to make me tell you them?" I ask.

"No," she says.

"Ok," I say, moving to the edge of the bed. There isn't much to ask about for classes. They just give a small description and a name that the Goddesses force me to understand somehow. If she brings that up, there may be more to them than I thought. Maybe I should tell her the options anyway. "What would I ask about?"

"Names give a hint to what they may do," the Princess says. "Sometimes you can guess the type of skills you'll get more based on the description. It may be best to tell me the classes so I can help you get what you want."

"Couldn't you lie?" I ask.

"Yes," the Princess says. "Yes, I could lie. But Alzi, you can already heal plenty without any skills. You said you want to be a healer, so you'll naturally pick a healer class, so I have no need to lie. What more could I want? I have a man that can get me pregnant and can heal me. There is no need for me to lie to you about the classes. All that would do is make you hate me for lying when you eventually figure it out."

"What kind of skills are healer skills?"

"Oriphusa would explain those better," the Princess says. "But normally, it would be group healing, better mana efficiency when healing, and future healing. Then you have the specialty stuff like a midwife, healing curses, poisons, or making healing-type potions. Like antidotes to poisons and general healing potions."

"What would you like?"

"You to like the class," the Princess says. "As I said, right now, you cover everything I need you to do with your mana. All I need to work on is making you like me."

"Think you are doing a good job."

"No. Not even close. I fell in love with you in an instant, and I can't even make you indifferent to me," the Princess says.

"At least you know," I huff, finally starting to read what shit classes the Goddesses gave to me this time.

~~~
Royal Breeder: Royals care about their blood a lot, so give them more. Royal breeders are better at breeding royals and passing on royal traits. Royal pregnancies will be faster and easier.
~~~

"What are royal traits?"

"How do you know about those?"

"First class. Royal Breeder says I will pass on royal traits more along with speeding up royal pregnancies," I say.

"Damn, you make this hard to not command you. I'm sure the other classes are just as good. But it would be amazing to have that class," the Princess says, staring at the ceiling. "Traits are special things the royal family has that the Goddesses gave to the ruling families. Things like faster growth, more mana, and, in some cases, different looks. A good example is the golden look of the royal dragons."

"Royal dragons are golden?" I ask. I guess Aurora was right about my Father.

"Yes, why?" the Princess just has to ask.

"My father was gold," I say.

"Am I pregnant?" the Princess asks, her hands going to her stomach.

"Yes, just one," I say. "I didn't mean to do it. I had to send my mana out to heal you."

"I don't blame you. Like you said, there was no choice in the matter. You should keep going through the classes. I think you are tired of breeding classes so no need to spend too much time on it," the Princess says with a sigh.

~~~
Healing Mother: What good is making offspring if they don't live? Better at treating pregnant women and healing children. Become better at becoming and making mothers.

Oh, trying to cover up the breeding aspect this time. What fun. Sure, I should be prepared for that, but can't I just get a normal healing class?

"Second one worse than the first?" the Princess asks.

"I don't know. Healing mother. Just a breeder class with some extra healing for kids and pregnant women," I say.

"It would be nice with the number of large pregnancies you hand out. Some of these girls will need that help," the Princess says. This is true, I guess, but I don't have any trouble becoming a mother or having them.

~~~
Slutty healer: Sexual acts will help you heal others and make your patients feel better in different ways.
~~~

Is this the best they can give me? More group fucking and bloated bellies for me!

"Sorry, Alzi," the Princess says. Even from behind, she can tell. "I didn't think Aurora and Shyla's aura would get you levels this fast. Didn't give you much time to work as a healer. But even then, this was going to happen. You have to start working day one of your class to get a large shift. I know that doesn't help, but your wives will help you keep moving them in the direction you wish. You should be able to get several more classes. Your next class or the one after that should leave sex behind."

"Doesn't help. I want it now. I had a healing class the first time. No sex. No breeding. Just a normal healing class," I say. "All it said was healer. That is what I want."

"You will get that. The second class will be a good path if you don't feel the third is any good," the Princess says.

"If I don't want any of them?"

"You could pray to the Goddess for a new selection, but I don't think they will do that," the Princess says.

*** Goddess of Fertility ***

"Didn't I say to give her the basic healer class?" I call out. I thought I got all my angels in order, but it seems a few still need to learn.

"Yes, that is what I did," she says. "I sent out the basic class and then she got that."

Stress is bad for the baby. Sure, I'm a goddess, and my baby will be messed up like all of us are, but there's no need to make it worse. Deep breath.

"Doesn't Alzi have another patron Goddess?" the angel asks.

"What do you mean?"

"She has two signs, right?"

"That fucking slutty bitch! I know I claimed Alzi first. I'm fucking Fertility I had her before she was born!" I yell out.

"Um..."

"Shut up. I know I did it too soon," I say. "I don't care. Fuck! That damn angel is by her side too. Thank fuck they kicked her damn temples out of the country."

"What should we do?" the angel asks, happy my anger has found a new target.

"Goddess of Power," I say. "She can give Alzi something for the trouble that slut caused her. She owes me for the kid and temples."