ROLEPLAY HQ - carbon-copy-king

TW: Death, Rape, Blood, Violence, Abuse, Sexual Content, TBD (edited)

Myles. No King Myles sat upon his new throne and looked out at all the nobles gather due to his summons. Myles suppressed his desire to smile. After all he had a precedent to set. He would do think differently than his bastard twin brother, Miles. He hated everything about him. From birth he had everything even the proper spelling of their name. Myles was glad he killed him reclaiming what was his. The throne should have always been his, Miles even married the women he wanted before he had the chance to make a move. No matter both belonged to him now and no one was the wiser. Well no one but the queen and three council members. Idiots all of them Miles ran the country into the ground so scared of a civil war they would make Mile’s murder the king just to keep appearances. He would take care of the council in due time For now, he had other business, he had to set the tone. There was a new King “Miles” and regardless of the council’s opinion things were changing. Myles looked over at the queen sitting in her throne beside him before looking back at the nobles. Myles leaned forward before making his announcement. @_ivette

My husband has been murdered by the “twin” on the golden thrown next to me. I know he did, but the country is none the wiser, it had to stay that way. I sit there keeping face of a queen, stone hard face but warm soft eyes. And when I speak to the nobles I know how to control my voice. I’m good at hiding what I feel, keeping my emotions bottled up and controlled. Even though I grieve for my husbands death, I can’t morn him. The council took no time at all to set with up with the new king, my dead husbands brother….. I keep my eyes glued to the back of the thrown room, but out of my peripheral vision I can see Myles glance at me. And then he leans forward I’m assuming to speak. I keep my hands gracefully folded in my lap, I can feel the soft silk beneath my hands. It’s purple the colors of my house. Purple and silver. My fiery red hair is done up in an updo, my stylus braided my hair into a beautiful bun flower. My fingers are gloved, dainty and soft. I listen like a dutiful woman, even though there is a storm raging inside. @originalmeta

I lean forward to address the nobles, one fully ringed hand on my knee. "It seems there are rumors of rebellion amongst us. Up until this point, I've tolerated it. The shortage of taxes, the murders unresolved, the illegal trading and casinos. But no more. YOU ALL SWORE AN OATH TO THE CROWN. AN OATH OF BLOOD" I can feel my excitement rising the power was intoxicating. Now for the moment....Count Tyrion step forward. A rather handsome man step forward and bent the knee. "Your Majesty" he offered. Tyrion was a friend to my brother Miles, and one of the few people who knew of his existence. This is exactly why he had to go, everyone of knew of Myles was a risk and would be eliminated. Tyrion was there the night Myles snuck the castle as a teen. His parents hated him called him a disgrace because he abused the servants. Maybe they were right, he did sneak out, rape, and murder a woman. Tyrion was the one who hid it and retuned him to my father. He was made a noble in return for his silence of my existence. "You stand guilty of treason, and worst making sexual advances towards the queen, MY WIFE OF ALL WOMEN IN THE KINGDOM MY WIFE" "No I would nev-" hey yelled but he never finished as a royal guard lobed off his head and it rolled onto floor a collective gasp could be heard in the room. @_ivette

As I listen to Myles talk to the lords, I could help the flinch that shook my body when he yelled. I go right back to being composed just after it though. He calls forward Tyrion, a noble man who has been known to be kind to all he meets. He is loved by his peasants. He holds the north end, him and a few other lords rule for the king out there. ‘You stand guilty of treason, and worse making sexual advances towards the queen, MY WIFE OF ALL THE WOMAN IN THE KINGDOM MY WIFE.’ I stand up to speak as I am stunned at his words, confused and authority take control, I stand to speak to the new “king”. “He never made an-“ A scream bursts from my lips, cutting off my words as Count Tyrions head is removed from his body. I quickly turn away from the sight, but it’s too late. That image is burned into my brain. I feel tears prick my eyes. Hes a monster… I think inside my head as I keep my face and body turned from the body scene. @originalmeta

I is pleased. Two birds with one stone. First, only less person who knows who he is. Second this should be a warning to all the others nobles. "This concludes todays presentation. I'm sure I don't need to explicitly explain the consequences of defying the throne." The nobles around the room watched in shock as Tyrion's headless body was dragged away. "Everyone out" I said and watched with Astrid as the nobles rushed out the room. Now alone with the queen in the massive throne room. I lean back and laugh "Ahh that was great" @_ivette

I wait for a second as everyone leaves. When I hear him sit, I will my legs to take me away. I pick my dress up to allow me to walk down the steps that lead to our thrones. My ladies in waiting quickly stand and follow their queen out. I walk faster than I am supposed to for I need to get out of the room. It stinks of blood and evil. I Can hear him gloating like he’s won some great victory, when in reality he chopped off an innocent man’s head. No less he was a father of children and a husband to a woman. I quickly go to the nearest bathroom for I feel I might throw up. @originalmeta

I was elated. I watched as she walked out the room. Idiot women he did what he did for her. Does she think she will be spared if they stormed the castle to take the throne? She would be lucky of she lived to be a whore. I waited a few seconds then followed her out. "Which way did the queen go?" I asked the guard posted at the door. "down the hall to the left seems like she went to the bathroom" Good. Then she is alone. I walk into the bathroom and could hear her vomiting. "What are you doing woman? Steel yourself and maintain the dignity of that of a queen."

As you hit the door of the bathroom, my ladies stop you. They bow but do not allow you past. “I’m sorry my king, the lady is indisposed at the moment.” Her voice is soft of a noble and sweet like a lady. She wears the colors of my house though you recognize her as Duke Darlen’s daughter. “She has requested no one come into this bathroom. I do apologize but it is the queens wishes to be left alone at this moment.” The other lady at the door speaks, she has a slight accent. It’s a western one. She’s the daughter of Count Gribton. She wears my house colors same as the Darlen girl. I hear you outside and quickly compose myself, making sure I wipe away anything left. I get up and go to the mirror, I fix my crown as it has become slanted and askew. I smooth my hair from any fly always. No one will be any the wiser. I float out to the door and come face to face with you. “Good day.” I nod to you. My tone flat and proper, though no warmth is found within the words I speak. The Darlen girl moves to allow me out, I glide past her and you. The two woman bow quickly to you then follow me down the hall. @originalmeta

I watch the queen walk about with a slight bit of regret. He wanted to hold a conversation his methods may be but they would yield results and that was importantly. Its not worth chasing her around the castle I walk down the opposite corridor towards the king's study. The guards followed me to the door of the study. "Get me the council" I say to one of the guards, who promptly nods and rushes off. Leaving the other guard a the door, I head into the study. This was my favorite room in the castle. I would often sneak here for when I wasn't being hidden away. The study was a large two story circular room. The second story lined with stained glass that created a rainbow of color on the floor when the sun shined through. The first story was lined with bookshelves on history, great kings, and fables of grand heroes. In the center of the room was a lone desk and chair. I sat in the chair and rested my hand on the current book I was reading The Way of Kings. As I reflected on the book the Council members entered the room. There were three members. Bjorn the stoic representative of the harsh northern kingdom. Lancaster, of the east, and lastly Erza of the west. "What the hell was that?" Erza said to the king with distaste her voice. She was always quick to conflict but usually sound in her judgement. "I executed a threat to the kingdom" I replied barely giving her any expression. "He was publicly neutral amongst the nobles, he was an asset that could have helped persuade the others" she bark. "Neutral is not loyal, and can become disloyal at the drop of a dime. To me that is a threat. Additionally, Tyrion was in charge of 3/4th of the illegal gambling dens. Was this not the primary source of revenue for those against the crown? Bjorn what are your thoughts? He was from your region." Bjorn was always slow to speak and was very methodical in his thinking. "Everything you say is true. Your methods were barbaric, however not without producing results."

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"and we need results" Bjorn continued. "And what of the queen he was a friend to her and Miles" Erza asked. "When the armies of rebellion knock at the castle walls fully funded and equipped because of Tyrion's dens do you think the queen will be spared because of a friends with a "neutral" noble?" I retort. "Well no. She would almost certainty be killed along with everyone else in this room" She admitted. @_ivette

I find my way to my chambers, the Darlen and Gribton girls follow me into my delectable room. Full of purples and dark oak wood, the sliver accents give the room a regal feel. I do into my closet and get out of the entrapment that is my corset and dress, with the help of the Darlen lady, I’m out of the woman trap within a few minutes. Im finally able to breathe and relax. “Dawna will you help me get into more comfortable clothing?” I ask her in a gentil tone. She smiles and helps me into a simple relaxing dress. Dawna speaks up as she finishes lacing the back of my dress. “You’re highness, I was wondering about the execution today in court…. Did he-“ I stop her with a single finger. “No he did not. He never did. He was a good friend and an even better man. He didn’t deserve to loose his head in that room.” Her nod in understanding is all the confirmation I need from her. As she finishes, I head to the window seat and sit there. Resting into the soft velvet pillow, I open a novel and read while enjoying the sun and silence. @originalmeta

I finished my meeting with the council. They didn't like my approach but admitted there was value in choices. I sat in the study made progress in the book the way of kings. The council now taken care of, all that was left was the queen. Myles really did have feelings for her, but resented her at the same time. She did choose to marry Miles. It wasn't her fault she didn't know he had feelings for her, but Miles did. I walked towards the chambers where I had a feeling she would be. I entered. Astrid was reading, "I'm sure you hate me even more now?" I asked knowing what her answer would be. @_ivette

As I turn the rough paper of the hand made book, the door opens without any warning. My ladies look up to see the king. They quickly put down there embroidery to stand and greet you. They quickly bow and say the formal greeting, I look over at them and you, I release them from their bow to go back to their work. ‘I’m sure you hate me even more now?’ I fight the urdge to roll my eyes at the obviousness of his questions. I turn my eyes back on my book, uninterested in this conversation. “I’m sure you know the answer to that question, Myles.” I lick my finger to turn the page and read my book, for the little scribbles of letters that are turned into words that are made into a story bring me more entertainment then the usurper at my door. I move my hair out of my face showing my neck as well as more of my dress. It’s a simple chemise white gown with a hand embroidered stays over top. It falls perfectly over my body, giving lift to the right places. The light behind me gives me a slight glow as well as the fabric is translucent enough for you to see my body inside the white fabric. But not too much. Just the shadow of it. @originalmeta

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Myles looked at Astrid with eyes of awe. She was the most beautiful women in the kingdom. "Can you not see the purpose of my actions they they are to maintain order, the kingdom, and most importantly to save you." My brother was weak. He unquestionably allowed the kingdom to fall to such state of distress, we sit a the brink of civil war. I did what had to be done, and because of this children of the kingdom will live long enough to see adulthood." Myles stood at the door with the poise of a monarch. "You have no idea the kind of man you originally married. I stand fighting for the protection of a kingdom that abandoned me. Yet stand here to being judged. Do you know why we create monsters? It's because they create unity serve as a reminder why there is an order. Sometimes we need a monster. If need be I will be that monster. Tyrion was no saint and you know it, deep in yours and the council's heart you know I'm right that is why all of you permit my actions, why you chose to replace Miles, why the council didn't stop me. All of you want a monster, but were too weak to become one yourselves." Myles was right. He significantly hindered the plans of the rebel nobles and many were losing their heart to rebel. One of the problems they had with Miles, was he never enforced the decrees of the kingdoms. Nobles were free to act in their provinces and thus lacked unity. @_ivette

He preaches to me about how my husband was no saint and wasn’t perfect. I roll my eyes and continue to read the book before me. Then he brings me into it how I permitted Miles to allow the kingdom into ruin. ‘All of you want a monster, but were too weak to become one yourselves.’ That did it for me, I slammed my book shut. My ladies jump in surprise at the sudden sound from me. “I never wanted a monster and I am far from weak, Myles.” My voice is still calm and of a queen, but the way I say your name had a hint of venom behind it. I still didn’t give you the honor of my eyes looking at you. My eyes cast out the window as I continue. “You will learn that allies are far more valuable than enemies. Though I’m sure you will learn that lesson soon enough, if your current actions say anything.” My voice is calm and regal but still had a hint of aggression and venom behind every word. @originalmeta

I listened to her words and took them to heart. I walk over to her and grabbed her face by the chin and turned her head to look at him. “The least you can do is look at me. At a minimum I know I look pleasant to you since you married a man with the same face.” I let her face go. “This situation is partially your fault. You’ve had Miles’ ear for years and look at the state we are in.” I began for the door then stopped before leaving he looked over his shoulder and said “maybe the was Miles downfall he didn’t listen to you. You are right allies would be useful” I said as he opened the door to leave. @_ivette

The abrupt movement of my chin to look at the beastly man that calls himself king, causes a small gasp to be pulled through my lips. Although the action was shocking, not surprising. I expected him to loose his temper with my small disrespect. ‘The least you can do is look at me. At a minimum I know I look please y to you since you married a man with the same face.’ That’s when the fire in my eyes ignited and flares up to a bonfire instead of a small flame. I grit my teeth and hold my devils tongue as he lets my chin go, walking away he speaks once more. He speaks to how this has to be some part my fault, and that as if my husband listened to his wife. That I could’ve changed his mind on anything. That’s when my last thread of control snaps. “You do not have his face, his face was kind! His face was the father to my children! I didn’t have his ear, never once did he listen to me in anything other than what regarded our children together! He wasn’t the most equivalent partner, but he was a good husband and a good father! And you murdered him! In cold blood no less! Your own brother!” The pain in my heart comes to show its ugly face in tears that well in my eyes. I stand from the seat, gripping my chest as if my heart was leaking. My ladies shocked by this sudden emotion. “You didn’t know him, you didn’t care! All you wanted was power! You’re a fake! You’re a lier! You don’t deserve that crown! You don’t deserve that thrown!” I spit fire and venom in ever word, hate and disgust has never been more present in my speak before in my life. And I meant every word. @originalmeta

When I came into the room, I thought I was prepared for whatever she could say. I knew that everyone thought of him as a monster. I was prepared to play the role but hearing the words from her stung more than he thought they would. She had no idea the truth behinds Miles death and he debated telling her. Tell her that the man she loved wanted to commit suicided but was too afraid and begged him to do it. Admittedly, he obliged without much hesitation but he didn't kill his brother solely for power. I cannot face her I still look at the door. As I held on to the door knob gripping it with more strength than necessary. Even a monster could bear to see such a beautiful woman cry seeing her would hurt my resolve. "It wasn't in cold blood. I knew him more than anyone else Astrid. The depths of that man's cowardliness know no bounds. I had this crown long before I wore it on my head but now that I wear it. I can...we can make it mean something again." I said calmly. I open the door and leave the room. Myles went back to his study. He had to think. Astrid was right there could be so use in allies to accelerate his plan for order. If only Miles would have listened to her maybe he wouldn't be stuck fixing things. Alone in the study once again he wrote a plan crossed it out, edited it, and made more plans. @_ivette

His calm words only strike my cracked heart more, my knees buckle beneath me and I fall to the floor. I finally release the pain I feel and I’ve trapped within my aching heart. I scream in pain and sorrow, the pain heard in that sound is almost able to be felt in everyone in the castle. As you leave the room, you can hear my scream of agony through the halls. My ladies come to help me but I dismiss them. As they quickly leave the room, I get up and lock myself inside the my chambers. I finally let the tears fall for hours, they streamed down my pain stricken face as I felt the pain I’d been hiding for weeks since his death. I held my womb as the memory of our last child hits me. It was supposed to be our third, healthy, gorgeous baby. I’d been doing everything right, but then that night I’d lost him….. I lost his son as well. The memory of the loss causes more tears to streamline down my already soaked face. I grip my dress that falls above my barren womb, remembering the pain that was caused that night. Remembering how much I lost to Myles. I would never forgive him…. He took everything from me. My husband, my child! Everything! And I will watch this kingdom burn before he’d ever have a taste of power or unity. If he wanted unity, I will bring him chaos. I vowed to make him suffer like how he has caused me to. @originalmeta

I sit in the study quietly reading The Way of Kings the only sound be heard in the study is the ticking of the large clock in the the back of the study. I had send a herald to summon someone and was waiting for them to arrive. It was time to start fixing this mess of a kingdom. The clock chimed signaling the top of the hour it was time to meet my guest. I rise and turn the book face down on the table to be retuned to later. I exit the study towards the throne room, the two royal guards who were posted at the door follow trace without a word. As I sit on the throne the herald enters to announce the guest....Marquise Somos. Marquise? Why did she come and not the Marquis? No matter. Astrid's mother entered the room with an air of poise and confidence. This was my first time actually meeting the woman. "Two summons in one day? I'm glad we didn't respond to the first. We heard of the...what did they say you called it? oh yes. Festivities." I didn't take the obvious attempt to provoke me the Somos know they had a little extra influence because the queen was from their house. "That was an obvious show of deterrence, I have decided the finally unify this kingdom. It's time I called in the favor your house owes." "Favor? The favor was letting you marry my daughter." she said with a smile that was almost impossible to read. During the conversation one of the handmaids loyal to the queen snuck out to inform her that her mother was in the castle. "We the Somos not promoted to Marquise? Making them the highest ranking house in the east provinces?" "And you got direct access to the logistical network and revenue of our businesses." she said dryly. "Yes. Yes I did. We both profited and I think it is about time we made another deal" I said changing the pace.

"Oh? And what could I possible offer you or for that matter what do you have to offer me?" she ask intruiged. "Your house promoted to Duke and Duchess. The only one in the entire kingdom. It's been years since a house has been promoted. Maybe this will sway some of the others to remain loyal. Your promotion will now require allow you to collect an increased percentage of taxes. In return continue increased resource and logistical support to use at my leisure and your fealty. Fealty beyond pawing off your daughter, if the crown is attacked you will fight. Any information from the lesser houses that may be of value will be shared." I leaned back in my chair waiting for her response. The only reason I thought of this was because of Astrid's comment on allies. She may be more useful than I originally thought. There is more than one way to do things. A lesson I learned from Miles' mistakes.

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I finally collect myself by the top of the hour, I stand and clean my face as my hand maid bursts into the room, breathing heavy she tries to catch her breath. “Madam…. Madam you’re mother… your mother is here talking to the king.” I turn looking at her shocked. My mother? I shake off my confusion and quickly slip my more elegant overdress, the purple silk is soft and shiny. It fits my silhouette perfectly, I slip on shoes and quickly make my way to throne room. I finally enter the grand room just as you tell my mother about the promotion and the promise of information in return. Fury in each step I take after hearing the words, I walk into the tule making my presence known to all. “What are you doing with my mother? Why are you summoning my family?” The recent memory from earlier today is still fresh in my mind, I wrap my arm in my mothers holding her close to me. As I look upon Myles distain rolls through my body as I see him sitting on that throne, it wasn’t his. He murdered for it! @originalmeta

I was hoping to do this without her presence. I only know she would complicate things. "I was following your advice in making allies. I gave her the options to come and she did." I say resting my head on my fist supported by the arm rest.

"What did you do to my daughter?" the Marquise asked. "Nothing we had a disagreement on matters of policy between my wife" The emphasis put on 'my wife' was a cue to the Marquise implying this wasn't the time to use the relationship to overstep her bound. I look to my Astrid "This deal benefits everyone involved, especially you. If the crown were to fall your status is tied to me, if I fall you fall. But if the Somos are promoted to Baron they would have the next rights to the throne and likely leave you as the queen by right. Part of this deal is for your protection." "What's stopping us from killing you after we are promoted ourselves?" the Marquise ask. "The fact you openly ask that question is assurance enough, plus your family has no desire to rule. All you care about is expanding you business empire which I'm offering to assist with in return for loyalty. I know you have ears all over because of your business connections." I look to Astrid with eyes indicating I actually care for you option as queen. "As the queen if you do not want to involve your family anymore than they are I would understand. But this is one of only ways I can think of currently that does not involve replacing all the disloyal nobility...bloodily" @_ivette

I listen to his explanation and I couldn’t find how this deal could get my family harmed. As the cogs in my brain turn this policy over and over in my brain. I watch his every movement and every action. I will calculate his next move and stop it before he does it, though the promotion of my family does benefit me more then him. So I think I will allow it. I’m about to speak when I catch his eyes and then his words to me. ‘As the queen of you do not want to involve your family anymore than they are I would understand. But this is one of the only ways I can think of currently that does not involve replacing all the disloyal nobility… bloodily’ I can’t help the shiver that shakes my shoulders and spine. The memory of this morning still fresh in my mind, I have no doubt that he’d remove their heads if he could without consequences. “I think this plan may benefit all parties involved.” I keep my tone calm and collected. @originalmeta

I was relieved. That could have gotten messy. This was a big step in his plan to unify the kingdoms. The Somos has great deal of influence over the west. " Well Marquise Somos where do you stand? As you can see the plan is sanction by both king and queen." Marquise Somos look at me with suspicious eyes "What has called for this new call to action Miles. You've always been a king in the more figurative way this is a bit direct for you." I almost winced at the sound of her calling me my brother's name. "There comes a time where action is needed. With the current state of the kingdom inaction is the worst possible outcome. Not only must I protect my wife. I think we can all agree the children of the kingdom would prefer not to have a civil war in their backyards." "If you had been more involved from the start, this could have been avoided. But we are where we are. Fine I accept your terms. You might be able to redeem yourself as a king after all" she replied. I open my hands to her and smile with happiness. "Good good I will have the scribes prepare all the paperwork. We will be in touch very soon." She turns and begins making her way for the door. @_ivette

I Watch as my mother talks to Myles as if he was my late husband, I bite my tongue for now is not the time for me to show his true colors. He was a murderer and when the time was right I would expose him for the monster he is. The woman beside me has always been my stone and protector, she turns her back to this man. I don’t trust him so I follow her out and make sure she gets out to her ride safe. After our goodbyes, I head back into the castle towards my study. @originalmeta

I watch from the throne as both of them leave. I was pleased with the outcome, yet annoyed with the level of placating necessary to get there. There was something with the queen that was off. I could sense distrust and I couldn't have that. I walked out of the throne room, and was followed by the guards "she went into her study mi' lord" the guard said instinctually knowing my destination. I make my way the study and walk in "What are you doing with my mother? Why are you summoning my family?" I repeat. "I'am your family, You are my queen. Is this my reward for taking your suggestion into consideration?" I say calmly. I want to know her position, where her loyalties lie. @_ivette

QA: I walk into my study about to begin on my daily papers and the speeches I need for upcoming balls, when I’m rudely interrupted by Myles. He mocks my words I’d said just minutes ago in the thrown room. Then he poses a question that feels more like a back handed comment then anything else, the mental control to not roll my eyes takes more than it should’ve. “You don’t get a reward for doing what’s the right thing to do. So take yourself off your high horse, and find some humbling things for yourself. You’re not the good guy in this story, though you may look like it to others, I am not as naïve.” I turn my back and go to my desk to sit upon the velvet chair, decorated with silver buttons and amethyst details. My hands go to my paper that require my attention, ignoring the man in my doorway.

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I shuts the door to the study. I was annoyed her disrespect and ungrateful attitude was worst that the state of the kingdom. ‘You don’t get a reward for doing the right thing.’ I walk towards her as she tells me on a high horse and then I’m not the good guy. That would have been fine until she turned her back on me, sitting down as my presence didn’t demand her respect alone. I walk to the desk, snatching the pen out of her hand throwing it across the room. Grabbing a fist full of her hair. I turn her he to face me. “I told you to look at me when I talk to you. You work to please me, your king. The king trying to unfuck this mess of a kingdom you help create.” @_ivette

I don’t react to the shutting of the door, though, when he rips my pen out of my hand, I do open my mouth to speak to him. I don’t get a chance before he rips my head back with my hair. And he schools me telling me how he told me to look at him speaking to him. Though he did not earn the right for me to look at him well license to him. I finally start to lose my temper when he says, ‘ you to please, me, your king.’ The fucking audacity of this man to tell me what I want to believe him. He has a whole motherfucking thing coming. I pull his hand out of my hair, ripping his wrist and using a pressure point to make him release me. “You have quite the nerve grabbing me, who do you think you are to lay your hands upon me! As the ‘king’ your job to unfuck the kingdom, keep your hands off of me you monster!” My tone drips with venom and distaste. @originalmeta

Her insolence was infuriating. 'As the king your job is to unfuck the kingdom...you monster' made him livid. Without thinking he slapped her. "You will hold your tongue, enough of this monster shit. You will address me as King. I will take responsibility for my actions, and this kingdom. Something that cannot be said about you. It was your job to unfuck this place long before it was mine. The nobles want you just as much dead as they wanted Miles." I point a finger to her face " You dare speak of jobs to me like this situation wasn't due equal part to your incompetence as a queen. I'm offering you a way out other than nobles raping you before they send your head to be removed by the executioner. Have you even taken the time to completely think of your situation?" I say coldly. @_ivette

A yelp burst out my lips as his hand connects with my face, tears well in my eyes I keep my face turned from the monster beside me. Shocked and a little shaky, I hold my cheek. It’s tingling from his slap. ‘The nobles want you just as much dead as they wanted Miles. You dare speak of jobs to me like the situation wasnt due equal part to your incompetence as a queen. Im offering you away out other than nobles taping you before they send your head to be removed by the executioner….’ at that point I lost it and completely turned him out. Now it was my turn to slap him hard across the face. My hand connects with his stumbled cheek, it felt good exhilarating almost. “You dare speak to me in such a way! You talk about how I need to give you respect, yet you don’t give it to gr in return! You’re a murder and yes a fucking monster! You’re weak and greedy! I will have you removed from this room if you do not leave immediately!” My tone is dark and full of hatred. @originalmeta

As the smack landed across my face it I didn't even register the attack. It was her words that angered me more. I slapped her again, harder than the first. "I told you, you will address me as King. You've always had my respect hence why I showed you the decency of listening to your ideas although you haven't shown the slightest reason for me to do so. You know nothing. The people I've so called murdered were for the sake of this kingdom. you call me weak yet I've made the hard choices that have better all around is most of all you. You still don't understand the situation. you cannot remove me from a room. But I will do you a favor. I'll have the guard keep you in this room until you show some respect." I walk towards the door and instruct the guards "She is not allowed to leave until she asked for me" I say as walk out. @_ivette

When he slaps me this time tears to burst from my eyes. They fall down my cheeks as I’m reeling from the shock of it. Then his words ring loudly in my ears and into my soul. ‘I’ll have the guards keep you in this room until you show some respect.’ That’s when my head and body shoot up like a rocket and follow after him towards the door. Panic seeps into my bones cause me to stumble over my dress. I try not to fall, but my dress makes me fall onto my knees. I try to get up in time before the door shut, but I was just a second to late. I could hear the lock mechanism turn and the reality of the situation sinks into my skin like water into a sponge. “No…. No.. no… no! No! No! No!” My voice screams rabid and shakes with fear. “Guards let me out! I am your Queen! Let me out! Now!” I bang on the door with my fists. Trying to not feel helpless. @originalmeta

I walk down the hall out of sight of the guards. I stop and look out the window and sigh. I cannot have the queen of the kingdom questioning my resolve. I will fix this mess this kingdom. I steel my resolve as I walked towards the council meeting room. I wanted to hear an update of the status of the north and east. I would have like to have the queen by my side for this but she isn't ready. I enter the meeting room and the council is already present. I sit at the head of the table and begin the meeting. "Bjorn I like to talk about the issues in the north first" I start. @_ivette

I bang on the big oak door and scream, till my voice is hoarse. The guards don’t listen, and they keep me locked within my study. I finally relented and sit down in my chair. I let the tears flow that I’ve been holding back for weeks. Luckily, I had a handkerchief and a few of the spares in the study with me, so I didn’t completely ruin my dress. How could he do this to me? I’m the queen! We have the same power. My mind, spirals and hurts after thinking for so long. All I can do is sit there and wait for the monster to let me out again. At least I have the small comfort of my chair and being in my study. And not somewhere else... @originalmeta

I continue to listen as Bjorn discusses some of the issues that the continues to have. He mentions harsh conditions and lack of supplies and personnel. He told tells me that temporarily his reports indicate that with the execution, many of the more timid disloyal nobles are reconsidering their position. Now would be the time to sway them back to the crown. I find my mind bouncing back and forth between what Bjorn was saying and thinking about the queen. It would be a lie for him to say he didn't want to drive her further away, but he struggles with finding a path to peace with the woman. He wanted to rule with her at his side, but it seems she is hell bent on rejecting him. He understood why she distrusted him, but wished she could understand why he did what he did. Miles was a horrible king and that is a fact, his death although painful for her, undoubtedly will save many lives within the kingdom. In the middle of his thoughts of the queen. After a few hours, Bjorn asked for direction. "Send resources from the east and establish voluntary military enlistment using some of the crown's treasury to increase military pay. Alone with increase the amount of taxes the resources sold to the north will pay to the west. Use the Somos as the primary connector." Erza spoke up "Speaking of which, where is the queen?" "Sequestered in her study by my order" I say "Is that how you treat your wife? Erza says with a disappointing look "As long as she continues to treat me as though I'm not her husband" I snap back. "You want to use her family connections but treat her like shit? How will that work in the long run.?" "You think I didn't want her here? All I ask is for a little civility." "Erza shakes her head "You have no idea how to deal with women. I'll talk to her." Erza says promptly getting up and leaving to talk to the queen. Shortly later there is a knock at the queen's study door. @_ivette

I’ve finally started to calm down as I hear a knock on the door, hope sparks in my body. I jump out of my gorgeous velvet and dark oak chair, running to the door. “Yes! Yes I’m here. Im in here!” I get to the door and pull on the handle, it doesn’t budge. “I am the queen. Let me out of here.” My voice is desperate and shaky. I struggle and wish for whom ever is outside my door to allow me out of this gilded cage, a place where once I found refuge. But now I alone see four walls. @originalmeta

Erza talks to the guards and there is a small back and forth. The guards relent and agree to let her in but they cannot let the queen leave. The king gave specific orders to keep her here until he returned personally. The sound of the lack removing can be heard and Erza enters the room and the door shuts behind her. "Hello my queen. I came to see how you were doing?" @_ivette

As I back up from the door to let the visitor in, I see Council woman Erza. Not exactly what I was expecting but still she’s a very welcome company. As she asks me how I am, there are so many answers, but all I can respond with is… “I’m doing as best I can after being locked in a room by Myles. “ I try to calm myself but the overwhelming feelings of everything going on is hard to hide. @originalmeta

Erza stood with her hands clasped in front of her she. Erza was the youngest of the council members chosen for you wit despite her young age. She look at the queen with eyes of intrigue trying to figure out what to say. "He said he locked you in here because you wouldn't accept his offers of cooperation. I understand he what he has done. I don't know what to think of him myself, but I have to admit although his tactics are extreme he has gotten results in a short amount of time. He said he wanted you at the meeting as well. I don't think I ever heard Miles say that." @_ivette

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She was a very gorgeous woman and I appreciated her for she would often inform me of the things going on in those meetings. I take a deep breath and nod. “ it’s not that I won’t acceptance offers of cooperation. It’s that he won’t respect me, so I do not give him my respect. He’s also done things that have caused me issues. I don’t trust him. He locked me in a room for piets sake!” My voice desperation is apparently in every shake and tone of my voice. @originalmeta

Erza nodded her head in understanding her position. "Men egos are fragile. Their masculinity easily broken and often require a women to repair it. Respect might be hard for him. The man has only known fighting and strife. But he is smart, sometimes its scary how calculated he is. If there is one thing I can say he does care for you. I've seen his plans he writes in his study. They always include something that will ensure you are safe. He jots down odd remarks you make about the kingdom to be used in those plan. I think the one thing the man hasn't found a concocted a three layer plan about is you for better or worst you are the key to this Myles situation in my opinion. Even if he is incapable of showing you I believe you are probably the only person he cares for." @_ivette

“ Why would he make odd remarks in his plans? That doesn’t make any sense. That man isn’t my husband. His a monster and a murderer! He doesn’t care for me! I don’t and won’t ever fucking trust him. Now let me out this room so I can talk with Myles and his behavior towards the queen. If he cares for me then my lock me in a room?” @originalmeta

"I honestly cannot understand the man's motivation or reasoning for why he is taking this role so seriously. I will agree he is a monster and a murderer, but an effective one. If you wish to speak to the him my queen I will let him know." She looks nervously at the door. "As far as letting you out the guards insisted the order came directly from the king" @_ivette

I sigh from the news of not being able to be let out of this gilded cage. But there was no hope without my fake husband coming to let me out of the cage. “ I’m aware you can’t let me out. Yes please do inform the king that I do wish to be let out as well as spoken to. I am the queen yet I am treated like a fucking prisoner.” @originalmeta

Ezra smiles and bows “yes my queen.” She begins to walk towards the door. She knocks and the sound of a latch could be heard. The door opens and she looks back at the queen before stepping out. On her way back she thought about her conversation with the queen. No one felt the pain of their situation greater than her. She lost the most yet she still fights. Ezra couldn’t help but admire the queen’s strength. I was still listening to Bjorn when Erza retuned she didn’t look happy, understandably so. “She wants to talk to you. And a little tip kindness will get you further.” I stand “we shall see. I hope to consult her on the north. If she is cooperative then we will continue this meeting then.” The council all nod in unison as I walk towards the door. I make my way to the queens study and pause outside the door. I ponder my course of action with the queen. How to handle the woman who hates you, sees you as a monster. I really did have feelings for the woman, she was probably the only person he ever had feelings for. It didn’t bother him that she was his brother’s wife. He felt for her even before they were married. I stand up straight and knock at the door relieving the two guards from their post. @_ivette

I watched as the lady Ezra left my company, wishing desperately to follow her out. Only knowing that I’m locked here until my husband is a king decides I am worthy of coming out. Which is absolutely appalling, considering that I was the queen long before he was king. Four he has murdered my husband, who I can’t say it. I loved out of true love, but I loved out of necessity. My string of thoughts are quickly science by a knock on my door. “Come in.” @originalmeta

I opened the door and walked in closing the door behind me. As I leaned against the door I look at Astrid. Hopefully this cooldown period has changed her tune. I cross my arms “Ezra said you were ready to talk.” I say giving her the opportunity to set the tone of this conversation for better or worst. @_ivette

“You have locked me in a room like a common bitch, I am the Queen of this kingdom and you will treat me as such. I have been ruler far longer than you. And the audacity you have to lock me away is inconsiderate and cowardice. Are you afraid of my words? Of my actions? Of my mouth? Are you afraid of my power? So you lock me away from everyone so that I can’t speak the truth?” My tone is harsh and cold. The glare in my eyes I hoped would freeze his blood and he’d drop dead before me. @originalmeta

I sigh. I will entertain this conversation for a little, not that they have been productive with this woman in the past. “I don’t treat you like a common bitch, a common bitch would be dead for such actions.” As I chose my words I walked towards the queen, standing opposite of the queen’s desk. “I don’t fear anything. What truth will you tell? How you husband has suddenly began to fix the issues of the kingdom and I as queen slap his hand away when he looks for her aid? Or would it be. My worthless husband who I supported in running this kingdom into the ground was replaced my his twin because I wanted to hold on to my title? And even though he is actively making things better I refuse to support him because of my loyalty to my dead husband who I never actually loved.” I put emphasis on that last part. I wanted her to know the depths of understanding I had of their relationship. “I actually wanted to treat you like a proper queen but you continue to behave as a common bitch.”

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As he speaks to me I begin to realize the corner I’m slowly being backed into because of him replacing Miles and murder of the king. Yet he had a point that he didn’t treat me as a common bitch, would certainly be on her way to execution at this point. At the way that I was running my mouth I was surprised at only being locked in a room. That’s when he makes his way closer to me as he speaks his points to me. I watch his strides bring him to in front of my desk looking at me as he speaks his point that digs into my heart. ‘… of my loyalty to my dead husband who[m] I never actually loved’….. He had actually known… Miles may have been the father to my children but I never truly loved him. I thought while he said his last sentence, something comes over me and I snap. I whip round my desk picking up the dress to allow me go storm directly up to Myles and allow for a slap for anger to strike him directly across the street. “Don’t ever speak to me like you know me! Or what I’ve been through! You know nothing!” My voice raised and full of anger as I let my hand follow through and end at my sides. Though I do have to look up to Myles, it doesn’t stop me from emanating power off my skin. @originalmeta

She walks around the desk and I know what she is planning on doing. We've played this game before slapping each other, but this time would be different. She reached him and I saw the slap coming. Her right hand came up, and I caught it with my right hand. Then I spun her around and used my left hand and grabbed the back of neck, bending her over and pinning her on the desk. I still had her right hand and I move it to the small of her back. I press myself against her ass. Her ass felt soft against me. How long I've wanted to feel her feel her. Keeping my hold on her arm, I release her neck, and move her red hair the side, exposing her face and neck. I lean forward to her ear and kiss her on the neck. "I know everything. I exactly what you've been through." Another kiss. "I know how you have longed to be loved." Kiss again. "Did Miles ever kiss you?" I kiss her again. "Or did he fuck you like a common bitch? I would pleasure you like a queen deserves." As I said this, I pressed myself harder into her. @_ivette

He grips a hold of my hand as I try to slap him. This the first thing he does that I’m unprepared for, then I’m suddenly spun around and pinned to the desk. My right arm pulled behind my back by Myles and he presses himself to me. His hand on my neck is what keeps me bent over completely helpless to his actions. As Myles releases my neck to move hair, exposing my face and neck. The motion cause a shiver to corse through my body. Then his hot sensual lips press to my neck pulling a sharp gasp from my lips. I struggle against his grip on my wrist, using my free hand to try and pull away from him. But my motions are stoped once his soft deep voice is in my ear, then once more his lips press to the throb vein beneath my burning flushed skin. The more words and kisses Myles is giving my skin. The more I melt beneath him, then when himself to me, I couldn’t fight anymore. He was speaking the truth and causing my body to heat and fall apart in his arms. “Myles you can’t be doing this…” My voice is soft and somewhat breathless. I try to pull away though my core says another story as it heats with desire. @originalmeta

I can feel her body begin to relax and the softness of her voice. Kissing her alone was enough send pulses throughout my cock. Everything about the queen screamed sexy. Her long red hair, beautiful face, and large chest led to a nice waist that begged you to grab them. I stood upright and kept my grip o her arm, still pressed against her. I use my foot separate her legs slightly and use my left hand to begin bunching up her dress and once it reaches her thigh I slip my hand under and rubbing her leg. "You want me stop?" I ask knowing that there would be no stopping. My desire to enter the Queen was beyond any logic now. @_ivette

He stood up back behind me, keeping me down on the desk still helpless to him and his desires. Did I really mind though? It feels so good…. As I try to get control back on the situation by push him away, his left hand reaches down and begins to bunch up my dress. This simple action cause butterflies to explode in my stomach and my core heats more. Fire zips throughly my skin of thigh as his finger tips touch my thigh, Fuck the heat is intense… I think as my eyes flutter clothed in an attempt to control my body once more. ‘You want me to stop?’ His voice thick with desire, informing me that he wanted me. He wished to have me and there was a small part that wanted to let him. “Myles….. I.. we can’t….shouldn’t…. Mmmmm maybe..” my breath is hot and heavy as the lava in my core heats to degrees that I’ve never felt before. @originalmeta

I slide my hand from the outside of her thigh rubbing the inside. Fuck her thighs feel so soft. I couldn't resist I my hand worked their way up her thigh and began to rub her pussy over her panties. It felt like I was finally eating the fruit of temptation. I've wanted her for years and today I will. 'Maybe' she responded. My brain went hazy fill with thoughts of entering her and finally enjoyed the filling of her wrapped around his cock. When she replied he moved her panties to the side and touched her pussy directly. I've finally done it. "Do you know how long I've wanted to touch you?" I asked while trying to let my voice show my eagerness. @_ivette

“Myles!” The gasping air falls from my lips as a plea. His fingers sneak closer to the center of my desire, final upon reaching their destination a moan couldnt be held back. The way his finger works my sensitive lips through the thin silk underwear was unlike his brother, it was skilled and pleasureful. Where as being touched by the late king had always been awkward and Miles seemed lost, inexperienced and just out of duty not out of want. Though with Myles he seemed to be searching to pull sounds and whimpers out of me. Then the soft pads of his fingers connect with my soaked core. The gentle yet needy motions of his fingers pull moans and breaths from my lips, the sounds are full of pleasure and real. ‘Do you know how love I’ve wanted to touch you?’ Hes wanted to touch me? But what mmmm Fuck he’s good. My mind fuzzy from the work his fingers do. “N-no…. Fuckk” my breathless words and shaky @originalmeta

Hearing her call my name pulled something primal out of me. My heart was racing, as I savored the warm feel of her insides gripping my fingers. It didn't take long before I could feel the juices from her running down my fingers and down my hand. I dared not let go of her arm, afraid she would use the opportunity to move away. There was no way I was going to lose this opportunity. I could feel my breathing getting heavy. The years of pent up desire for this woman showing. I wanted to feel her. No I needed to feel her. Slowly I slide my fingers out of her. My hand was completely soaked. I bet she taste amazing I put my fingers in my mouth. I feel myself shutter as her pussy tasted better than anything I could have imagined. I reach down and undo my pants. I was hard and desperately need the feeling of her insides. After undoing my pants I pull her dress completely up resting it on back. I couldn't help but look down at her exposed legs and ass in her silk underwear. As I pull her underwear down they fall to her ankles. I tighten my grip around her arm as my heart beats faster. There was nothing between her soaking pussy and my hard cock. "I can't wait any longer Astrid. I need to feel you." @_ivette

Myles skilled fingers slip from out of me and a small unintentional whimper escapes my lips. I am internally kicking myself for letting myself melt so easily beneath his hands, though his hands did speak to undo me. And as they bring me close to my pleasure and release, to have it ripped from me causes a reaction of dislike. I could feel movement as well as the clinking of metal that could only mean one thing. His belt and pants… oh oh god.. I freeze in that moment as my dress is lifted to expose my legs and rear. I’m sure there is visible wet spot on my underwear as well. A exasperated gasp escapes as my panties are pulled down to my ankles, leaving me completely exposed to the man behind me. Feeling embarrassed and as though this shouldn’t happen. “Myles Myles m-maybe we shouldn’t do this…” I breathe heavy as a soft breeze blows agains my already soaked pussy. A shiver shakes my legs, and I breathe heavy. “Myles you you were my husbands brother, we can’t do this.” I try to struggle away from his harsh grip. @originalmeta

I would hear my own heartbeat pounding in my ears, as I held the queen down. My chest was tight, while I stared down at the ass I’ve wanted for so long. I look at the wetness of her underwear on the floor, and that was all the confirmation I needed. My mind can barely process the words she is saying over the sound of my own beating heart. Her cries for me to cease fall on deaf ears. She begins to struggle but to no avail. I easily keep her in place with only one hand. There was no turning back I needed to feel her. I enter the queen’s wet pussy. I didn’t ease my way inside her. I buried my entire dock inside her hard and quickly. The sudden tightness and warmth of Astrid’s pussy made me visibly shiver. “Oh fuck” was all I could say as I groaned. This was the moment I waited years for. I would enjoy every last second. @_ivette

I continue to struggle against Myles’ grip, but it’s to no avail. Feeling helpless below him, I open my mouth to try and reason with him so he wouldn’t take me. But the moment my lips parted to allow my words out his member shoved deep within me. Not a slow slide into me, Myles shoved all of him inside me all at once. Not being able to stop the sound that escapes my already parted lips, I gasp in way that is full of ecstasy. The sound is a mixture of a surprised gasp that turns into a whimper due to the girth of Myles, finally resolving in a moan as my fingers tighten into a fist due to pleasure. “M-Myles get out… get out of me! I I oh god Fuck no you cant do this! I hate you!” Though as I spoke I knew that I hadn’t been pleased in almost a year due to the death of my husband and our duties when he was alive not allowing us to having royal relations with one another. My body pulsed with the pleasure of being filled once more by a man. A simple pleasure i didn’t know if been craving, though I wasn’t about to tell Myles this. I continued to fight him still trying to get away. @originalmeta

The tightness of the queen is too good. How long have I wanted to fuck the queen? Longer than she has been the queen. I've always wanted her and now I have her. She is mine. As the thoughts of finally having the queen fill my mine. My grip on on her arm tightens. I thrust myself into her again over and over. I can't help but look down and watch my cock enter her. I can see the her lips gripping me each time I pull out only to bury myself in her again. Hearing her cries and words telling me she hates me only make fuck her harder. Using my other hand I reach up and spank her ass. I enjoy watching as a red print of my hand begins to form. I continue to watch myself go in and out of her, each time my cock is cover in more of her juices. Her words say she doesn't want it, but the wetness between her legs tell me otherwise. "You may hate me, but you love the way I feel deep inside you. Tell me I'm wrong Astrid tell me you don't want me you don't want this feeling. When is the last time your body was pleased?" @_ivette

His hand is impossibly tight on my arms as he continues his savage motions inside me. “Myles you ca-” my words are cut off as I cry out in pain as his hand connects with my ass. To my surprise, the impact wasn't as painful as it was pleasureful. My mind reels with my self-revelation that I enjoy getting my ass smacked while being pounded mercilessly. My body betrays me as it shows how much I enjoy this interaction no matter how hard I fight it with my words and morals, he can tell. My assumption is only confirmed as Myles gives me the moral dilemma of whether or not he's wrong in his assumption that I do want actually the pleasure he gives me and that my words lie to him. He isn't wrong but I'm too proud to admit that to my brother's murder. “Y-your wrong!” the words come out as more of a moan than a conviction. It only further backs me into the corner as he continues to pleasure my body better than anyone before him. His last question is one I've already answered in my brain, but I'm not going to give him any information he doesn't already have. “It's not of... Mmmmm... Of y-your business! Stop mmmm fuck oh God..... Myles!” My words fall out of my mouth mixing with moans that only expose my pleasure more as my body begins to build in ecstasy from him inside me. @originalmeta

I let myself get carried by be sensation. She felt better than I could have ever imagined. The sound of her calling my name was euphoric. I imagined her calling his name for years and now she did. I wanted to hear more, I wanted her to break admit that satisfied her more than any man could…especially Miles. I plunge myself deep inside her and hold it there while spanking her. I wanted her to feel me deep. I shuddered at the warmth and tightness of her insides as she takes my whole shaft to the balls. As I hold myself in her I let go of her arm. And grab her long red hair giving it a pull each time I thrusted myself into her i pull her hair matching the rhythm. “I want you to cum for me Astrid. Tell me that your cum is mine to have.” @_ivette

The sounds that keep falling out of mouth are betraying my words. It continues harder to deny myself that i am enjoying every moment of this interaction better then with my husband. The point is only driven home when Myles plunges deep within my inner walls, the mental walls I put up are starting waver as I scream in pleasure. The worse part comes when he continues to smack my ass, causing ripples of pleasure to ripple through my body. The release of his hold on my arm allows me to hold onto the desk edge in front of me for dear life. Though I thought possibly he would be ending his play soon, I am proven very wrong when Myles strong hand wraps around my silky red hair. Using his new found point of leverage, he begins once more but this time he pulls my hair along with him. Allowing him to be deeper within me, these actions have only caused the fire within my core to build. Desperate to be released as he tries to coax out relief with his words, I struggle to maintain composer in a dignified way for the only sounds escaping my mouth are moans. “I- I can’t mmm M-Myles-s I oh go… no mmmmm..” I struggle to keep a hold on my ecstasy and my release. @originalmeta

I found myself happy she didn't pull away when I let go of her arm. I was determined to make her submit. I had a fistful of her hair as I kept thrusting into her. I could feel her gripping me tighter as I gave her the full length. Astrid's tight, wet pussy was almost too much for me to take. I pull completely out of her afraid I would finish. The thought that she would finish me first. When I told her to cum she fought back. I wanted her to cum. I was breathing hard. I wanted to dominate her, no I wanted to own her. I wanted to make her feel better than any man has before. I let go of her hair, and wrapped both my hands around her neck. I slowly squeezed slowly. I inserted my self back into her at the same pace I squeeze her neck. I was determined to make her make her cum. I slowly gave her the full length of my cock and held it in her as I squeezed her neck. "You can Astrid. I want feel you cum all over my cock." @_ivette

When I feel my resolve falter in the hold of my ecstasy, Myles for some reason pulls out. Though my relief psychologically has washed over me a rouge whine from my inner want escapes my mouth. I clamp my hand over my mouth to hold in the sound but it’s too late. The whimper escapes into the room and reverberates off the walls. Hot shame burns my face trying to hide from the need and showing it to the man behind me. I start to believe the assault on my minds resolve, but I am sorely mistaken. As I start to stand up off the desk I’ve been bent over, Myles wraps his hands around my neck after releasing my hair. Not only does he start to squeeze my throat but also he slips back within me causing a groan to once again slip from my lips. His girth stretches out my walls in a way that causes my weak legs to tremble. “Myles! Myles you have to s-stop.” The words come out of my mouth less of a command and closer to a moan. He tells me that he wants me to for him. Which if he continues with the onslaught of pleasure it won’t take long, especially after the edge I had just endured. As my body screams to find it’s release and give into the carnal of a lesser stationed woman, I find my mental resistance slowly crumbling beneath me as my arousal drips down my thighs. After just a few more moments of resistance, I finally give into the need and let the moans fall. Releasing the tension in my body and allowing the pleasure to ebb and flow within me. “Oh my god…” @originalmeta

I could barely hold himself. This battle of will was begin to take his toll. The encapsulated all his senses. The way she smelled, her moans getting increasingly louder she begged him stop, the view of Astrid’s ass as he looked down completed by the sight of his cock going in and out of her. I could see how she gripped him every time I pulled back. The only thing stopping me from cumming was my determination to make her cum. The battle of will was almost as intoxicating as the pleasure of her body, almost. As she moans my name, I almost lose the battle. I could feel the pressure building. I almost gave in the feeling of her pussy was to much. Just as the though crossed my mind to give in, it happened. I felt Astrid’s legs begin to shake and her knees buckle. She called out to the gods as she came. I let out a moan as she gripped me tightly as she came. I couldn’t hold it anymore. I had won and needed my reward as victor. I finally gave in to the urge. I squeezed her neck tighter as I shoved my entire cock inside her I could feel my balls against her clit. “Fuck” was all of could say as my cock pulsed, we each pulse more cum. When I was done, I let go of her neck. All I could do was lean forward and rest both hands on the desk on both sides of her. I stood there with my cock still inside her panting for air. @_ivette

The world comes crashing down around me as an orgasm of my life racks my entire body, my legs shaking as my core pulses around the girth within me. I feel the familiar sensation of cum bursting out of my partner inside me, this single action pulls me from my pleasure daze back to reality. Coming back into reality, my mind reals at the fact that I just let my late husbands murderer cum within me.

“Get out of me! No no no no… why no i said no…… fuck…” My mind screams at me with my morals at stake for the fact that my body is needy for more and preening at the attention and orgasm. This was my first orgasm in several months, and my first with another partner. Miles never was able to get me to an orgasm, I was only able to receive relief if i got was only from myself. Being a virgin when i was betrothed so I’ve never had an orgasm with a partner till right now. The morals within me as my body is adoring its new found pleasure and my minds morals of being fucked by a murderer. Not only any murderer but my husbands murderer, and i liked it. Another moan escapes my mouth as his balls slap against my already sensitive clit, once more I beg for him to stop and to get out. But in reality I know I enjoyed the pleasure more than I want to admit. “Myles…. Please..” The words fall out of my mouth less of a command and more of a moan. Once his hands are placed on either side of my own I realize that he’s not getting out of me anytime soon. Slowly trying to build back up my walls to struggle to get out from underneath him, starting to realize it is a helpless endeavor for the legs beneath me are jello and unable to move to the commands of my brain. @originalmeta

I continue to catch my breath. The sensation of her body still fresh. Beyond the feeling of her body, the elation of making her submit was almost better. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched Astrid struggle. Her voice tells me to pull out of her, but she makes no move to get away. It felt great, I was intoxicated on her uncertainty. I kept myself deep inside her. As in began to pet the back of her hair. Her soft ping hair tingling my finger tips. “See Astrid look what we can accomplish together. Not only in the bedroom but for the kingdom” @_ivette

Whimpers escape me as Myles continues to stay deep within my shaking walls

They escape me without refrain for my body doesn’t have the power to withhold the sounds. My shame of loss of control of my body cause heat to fall on my cheeks and burn me from the inside as my morals are slowly crumbling. No matter my efforts to hold them together, they fall through the cracks with the rest of my brain at this current moment in time. “Myles please stop….” The words still have no conviction in them no matter how much I try to push it into the words. It’s no use. Slowly I start to resign to my fate of this moment and decide to just stop it from happening again. He talks about what this could do for the kingdom, How could this help the kingdom? Help me? I doubt it I think that to myself. “Myles how could you taking me, the widow of your brother whom you murdered, help the kingdom? Make it make sense.” My voice is slowly finding its power as the effects of my orgasm start to subside. @originalmeta

I continued to pet her head and hair. His cock still inside her. "Think of how great if felt. Deep down your body knows that we were meant for each other. Miles took many things he didn't deserve nor appreciated. The throne, the kingdom, and most importantly you. He didn't appreciate the value and power of each, squandering them all. But I won't make the same mistake. I want to rule with you Astrid. Together we can repair this kingdom and rule as a king and queen should." I meant every word he felt as though Miles had stolen everything from him. I was suppose to inherit the kingdom, I was supposed to be betrothed to Astrid the woman I loved from a young age. I move my hand down her spine enjoyed every inch of the body of the woman I longed for. @_ivette

As Myles pets my hair and says how my late husband squandered our love and our resources. I wouldn’t necessarily argue with him but I don’t want to admit it. But there is a part of me screaming to submit to the man inside me whom just gave me an earth shattering orgasm. A whimper escapes my lips as im once more remembering the moral dilemma with what has just happened. His hands continue to speak to my body as i tremble beneath his touch. I breathe heavy in response, my words come out in heavy pants and breathless. “Myles… I…” My mind struggles to find the words to explain how I should maneuver out of this situation. But i come up without a word to say in defense to his actions. “Myles… I don’t know. I can’t…. I want… damn it.” My words fall apart as they leave my mouth. @originalmeta

I continued to pet her hair, listening to the whimpers she lets out. The elation of knowing her inner turmoil was addicting. There was something about her defiance that made me want her more. I want her to submit to me, something I know Miles never had. Miles may have had her body first, but I will have her heart. A smile broke across my face at the thought. She is still breathing hard, struggling to find the words to make a sentence. good. Her body till shaking from my touch. Now that her body knows pleasure, I have to take it away I want her to remember this feeling and want more. Without warning I pull out of her quickly. I want her to feel the sudden void of fullness, and miss it. I fix my trouser and walk towards the door. “I hope to see you in the meeting room, I need your counsel on how to help the north my queen” I say before leaving the room. The sounds of both the guards and mine echoing away from the room. @_ivette

The sudden motion from Myles pulling out has me flinching thinking he’ll slam back in within me. When he doesn’t the feeling of a void settles within my core. It’s a new feeling to me, Miles never gave me the want for more from him because he never finished me like his brother just had. As my body aches within for more, I struggle to not show the need that betrays my mind. He asks me to join him in the council room with issues with the north. He leaves and I hear his guards follow in step leaving me alone in my study to deal with the aftermath. Finally I let my legs go and I crumple to the floor and feel tears come to my eyes from the conflicting feelings and emotions. “Pull yourself together Astrid, you need to keep as much dignity as you can. Now get up.” I compose myself by standing up and fixing my hair and dress. I take a deep breath as I walk towards the council room to meet Myles in there to never allow an interaction like that to happen again. Even though I may have enjoyed it doesn’t mean I need show that to him. @originalmeta

I return to the council room where the three advisors await me. They were clearly annoyed with having to sit in the room and wait for his return. Erza was first to speak up. "Well is she coming?" I walk to my seat ignoring the question till I had sat down. "She will be here." I respond with a level of confidence. Erza snorted "I doubt it, she seemed pretty resentful to me, understandably so." Just as the words left her mouth, Astrid opened the door. I couldn't help but smile. Progress. I couldn't help but think. Slowly I was pulling her to my beck and call. The idea of controlling her was honestly the best part of what happened between them. I was sure she would still be defiant, especially in public. But that was part of the fun. I will tolerate it and pay it back in private. Slowly she will be unable to be defiant even in public. "Queen Astrid thank you for joining us. We were just talking with Bjorn about what we can do to supply the north" I say to her. @_ivette

As I step through the doors I can hear the last moment of the conversation before my entrance into the council room. I can hear Council woman Ezra making a comment on how resentful I was. She would be correct in her assumptions that I am resentful to my husbands impersonator. Yet I’m this moment I need to focus on working towards a better relationship with the north. “Yes of course. We can help with supplies and a port if you would like shipments to come through us. We would be willing to help strengthen our connections as northern neighbors.” I make my way over to the table. As I near the council stands in respect to their queen, a luxury I hope they didn’t give to Myles. It’s my own small rebellion in my mind to the man beside me. As I sit in the chair the others follow suit, smiling at them and the conversation continues from my confirmation. @originalmeta

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