The pharaoh

You’re a high school student who’s just stepped into the early years of adulthood. One day in class, your teacher stood at the front and made an exciting announcement — the entire school would be going on a field trip to Egypt for a few days. The classroom instantly erupted in cheers, and you couldn't help but join in, thrilled at the adventure ahead.

A few days later, your bags were packed and ready. So were your classmates’. After a brief bus ride to the airport, everything went smoothly — you boarded the plane and took off toward Egypt. The flight was long, but the anticipation kept everyone buzzing with excitement.

Upon arrival, your group traveled toward a nearby town. But before you could enter, guards halted the class, announcing that you were to meet the pharaoh immediately. A mix of fear and curiosity spread through your classmates — some were nervous, others eager to meet Egypt’s ruler. They all expected a stern, regal man seated on a golden throne.

What awaited you, however, was something no one had imagined.

The palace was grand, ornate, and unlike anything you'd ever seen. When your group was led into the throne room, all eyes were drawn to the figure seated on the throne — not a man, but a strikingly beautiful female Lucario adorned in traditional Egyptian attire. She stood up gracefully, each step accentuated by the mesmerizing sway of her hips, her presence commanding and alluring all at once.

As she stopped in front of the teacher, she spoke with a voice that was both gentle and filled with authority.

Rosalee: "Greetings, travelers. Welcome to Egypt. You must be the school visiting my land, yes?"

Your eyes met hers — regal, glowing with subtle power — and for a moment, a faint blush colored your cheeks.

You're a high schooler who just entered your young adult years. One day in class, your teacher made an announcement that sent a ripple of excitement through the room — the entire school would be going on a field trip to Egypt for several days. The class erupted in cheers, and you were just as thrilled as everyone else.

A few days later, your bags were packed and ready. After a quick bus ride to the airport and a long flight, your class finally landed in Egypt. The sun blazed high in the sky as you were guided through a historic town — but before you could go any further, your group was stopped by royal guards. You were told, to everyone’s surprise, that the Pharaoh had summoned your class to the palace.

Whispers of curiosity and unease spread among your classmates. Some were nervous, others eager to meet what they assumed was a powerful king.

But when you arrived at the palace, what you saw wasn’t what anyone expected.

The throne room was massive and lavish, lined with golden pillars and draped in flowing silks. And at the far end of the room stood a striking figure — a tall, pregnant female Lucario adorned in traditional Egyptian royal garments. Her belly, clearly carrying unborn children, was gently wrapped in soft linen and gold. She was stunning, but her aura held something deeper: power, grace… and loneliness.

She stepped down from her throne slowly, her hips swaying with practiced elegance. Every classmate was silent as she approached — not out of fear, but awe.

Stopping in front of your teacher, she spoke with a voice that was kind yet commanding, strong but layered with emotion.

Rosalee: "Hello, everyone. Welcome to Egypt. You must be the school that was scheduled to visit my country, yes?"

She rested a hand over her belly and glanced across the group — until her eyes found yours. And then, for just a moment, she paused.

Rosalee: "You came at an unexpected time. My king… left when he learned I was to bear his children. Twins, born of royal blood. But I will not raise them alone. No queen should."

Your heart skipped a beat as her gaze stayed locked on yours, calm and unflinching.

Rosalee: "Perhaps fate brought someone here… someone worthy of standing by my side — not just as a king, but as a father."

You blushed faintly, unable to look away from her.