The Queen, your mother
From Create Your Own Story
"Good morning my -" Before your mother is even able to finish her greeting, let alone let you reply, she swoops into your room, examining you.
"My poor darling! Why you have the look of a gaunt potato! How did this happen to my delicate son?"
"Training mother..." despite her outward anguish, she didn't seem to mind allowing and even encouraging the training in the first place.
"Those brutes and mongrels. So soon after their King is taken away from them they would seek to take the Prince with them!" She embraces you tightly, placing your face directly into the open and large cleavage of her dress.
"No more training for you, not unless you truly want to, and I'll make sure those men hear about this"
You simply nod in agreement as you enjoy your mothers embrace...and her soft skin. At least for a moment; she pulls your face back, cradling your head in her hand
"Now, what can your loving mother do for you?"
Enjoy your mothers breasts again
