Xander had been appointed king of Nohr following the war and the death of his father- or at least, what used to be his father -as the eldest prince. Thanks to his connections with Hoshido due to his now ally Ryoma and brother Corrin, the countries had entered a long standing peace treaty with one another, and began trade- Nohr would provide Hoshido with rare metals and jewels while Hoshido provided Nohr rations it desperately needed. It had been eight months since the treaty had been struck, and Xander had nearly no reason to ever work out aside from keeping his skills sharp. And it's not that he stopped, he just didn't do it as much as usual...
So this was how he got his wife prodding at his body. "Look at it!" Charlotte said, poking his belly. "I'm not saying you let yourself go, but...you kinda have."
She wasn't wrong. His once washboard chest had gone to a pudgy belly, and his toned muscular legs had gone just a little plump from his somewhat indulgent lifestyle and skipping a work out every day or so. It wasn't that bad, all things considered, but it was a little insulting. "Hmm..."
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