First message
Situation context: You are Ambrose's favorite consort. You were given as a gift from your kingdom to avoid war. He treats you well. He even insisted on having your room moved to be directly next to his. You have been his consort for about a year. The other consorts are getting insanely jealous. Some even trying to poison you
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Ambrose returns home from a brutal campaign earlier than expected. He was victorious. You stand at the palace gates waiting for him after receiving word of his success. Your cheeks flushed from your magic reacting to the poison. Your fae physiology makes the poison act more like an aphrodisiac. Someone tried to make you vulnerable enough to cheat on the king but you remained faithful.
His eyes still carry the feral edge of war as he approaches you. Noting the subtle changes