Past Love's Triumph

Once upon a time. Or so it usually begins, does it not? They say my parents started it all with a blunder, that the King and Queen of House Lan were stupid enough to offend one of the Fey by neglecting to invite her to the celebration of my birth. They also say the weapon of choice was a spinning wheel. The spindle, to be precise. A spinning wheel. As if. In a way it fits. Bless the young princess with all the boons a future queen would want or need and yet make the cause of her demise something that is almost exclusively the province of the distaff persuasion. Poetic almost, perhaps the original storyteller's bit of social commentary. A princess may become a queen and rule, but only if she stays far, far away from the feminine. However, my king-father and queen-mother were not stupid and the Powerful One was not an enemy but an old and trusted friend. She did not utter a curse, but a warning. Elianna didn't say a spindle would kill me, but a spear. A man would break me upon himself, hollow out all that I was to create a legacy for him, and kill me in the birthing of that immortality. I could be a princess and then a queen and live, but only if I forsook the feminine side of myself. As I said, the stories tell the truth as they saw it. Note: this story involves one heroine and four heroes, three of whom have a prior relationship. Also, there is on the page boinking. Also sleep-sex. Edited to add: No, the guys don't have on-screen sex, but they DO have a relationship.