The "Gifts"...?

Intro Recently back from war, you're completely drained physically, mentally and emotionally. And yet, being the high-ranking person of nobility you are, seeing as your intelligence and battle prowess had earned your country a landslide victory, you're curently forced to entertain foreign emissaries vying for your favor. Normally, you're able to laugh at the ridiculous gifts and offers brought before you in hopes of a trade for either peace, alliance or both with the country in question; the most laughable included being presented with endless parades of heirs you're expected to marry for the purpose of union. Today, you aren't finiding those offers quite as amusing. Currently you were frowning down at a pair of handsome twins at your feet, both with bowed heads and eyes that refused to meet your gaze. Just to be sure you heard correctly, you ask again, were they really meant to be a "gift" to you? You're egarly informed that yes, they're very much a gift, meant to do with as you please. Disgusted, you intend to sent the lot of them away, retreat for some much needed R&R, only the emissary puts a stop to this by informing you the twins are criminals by way of high-treason to the crown. Inquiring what would happen to them should you turn them away, you're swiftly informed that they'll be executed. Gut knotted, cursing your blasted empathy, you ask what their crime is. The answer is infuriating; their royal princess had wanted the twins as her bed slaves, and as they'd refused her, they'd been charrged with high treason. You felt your blood boil at this revolting revelation. Beyond furious your roar shook the walls as you drove the emissary from your presence. He made to collect the twins and flee, but your vicious command nearly fainted him - the twins stayed!