"Gypsy Dancer to Nobility": (closed for LadyRozes and PP01)

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Prince Whilhelm and his escort were away from his father's mountain realm on a state visit to a near neighbor. He'd heard of a gypsy camp outside of the town below the local Duke's castle and he and a few companions decided to visit it one night to see the dancing and perhaps sample one of the exotic gypsy wenches.

He paid the requested fee and for wine for he and his friends as the music began and a dancer spun her way into the fire light. As she danced, as she writhed and her body moved so enticingly to the music he watches as her globes move under her peasant blouse bouncing and dancing a dance of their own. When she whirls her skirt flares out and up revealing her legs and one or twice her bare bottom in the firelight. Her face is a bwitching combination of innocent loveliness and sensual beauty framed by long hair that swishes to and fro in the firelight as her head and torso twist and move, and the Prince is captivated.

He enquires from one of the gypsy men if she would be "available" after the dance and is told, "No good sir. She is pure and will remain so; however, there are others if you so desire good sir."

Prince Whilhelm declines the offer figuring if he can't have the one he wants the attractive and very attentive maid assigned to him by his host will suffice to slake his lusts when they return to the castle, but his eyes never leave her and when she stops he tosses a full gold piece to her for her efforts and in hopes she'll dance again.
 
Fazina bowed in front of the well dressed noble and saw the gold coin flicked towards her ..overhearing the conversation of tribe leader she was thankful... the noble did not press too hard for that she decided to dance one more dance before retirinng..

She stepped back into the center of the hall and the drums began to sound rythmically. She started out facing the opposite direction of the prince first raising her arms out above her then turn her head and lifting her hip and then rotates her body tards him slowly as though revealing something that was just for him alone to have.. the movements starting out slow very sensual, quickly got more vigorous as the music got faster and more provacative.

Her steps towards him became more like a dance of seduction innocently played out.. as she neared him she fell to the floor her back arching are lovely breasts pointed up towards the ceiling as her uppertorse fell to the ground jsut barely but not touching the gorund slowly to rise again in a sensual manners. Her shoulders moving isolated from the other movements of her body.

Each move that she made showed the flexibility of a young and innocent body. Her eyes covered in khol, and her upper face veiled in a sheer red veil, just as the rest of her body was wrapped in ved viels occationally revealing a bit of skin of the thigh and a hip but no more than a few tantilzing glimpses.

AS she neared the end of her swiriling and twirling around in the center she curled into a tight ball her long raven hair veiled her body as she finished her dance.

It was then that she noticed an elderly fellow watching her. She nervous as to why the man spoke to the leader of the tribe and they waited until she was finished before approaching her. Not knowing really what to expect she watched them, as she waited for her payments for her performance.. forgeting the noblemen that she had been dancing for.....
 
Fizana had been noticing that the elderly man that she had met many days prior had come to see her dance everytime since that last time.

One day as she went about her daily chores before the festival that their troupe was going to had been planning on going to in a few days, her tribe leader came to her and asked to follow him.

As they went into his tent, she saw that the elderly fellow she had seen around was sitting by the fire.

The elderly man stood up and then spoke, "I assume you are wondering what this is all about child, all I can say that I am someone who has lost much in my life, and It is rare that I find myself in a situation where instead of losing something, I find one instead."

The tride leader looked at Fazina and explained, "When we found you child, there was a locket around your neck, when we had decided to adopt you I took the locket away to hide any sign of your past. We had no idea who you were and if there were people looking for you we didnt want to get into any trouble, so we left. It had been a long while since we had come this way, that I had forgotten that this is where we had found you.."

The elderly man looked so happy that Fazina grew afraid, "I am confused, what do you mean? I dont understand, what does this man have to do with where I was found and what I was wearing.."

" IF you will but have a few minutes of patients I will explain.." The elderly man spoke, " fifteen years ago, there was a border raid and my sister and her family had been killed. I thought that everyone of her children had been killed, but after seeing literally a replica of my little sister here, I started to think that after so many years, perhaps one of her children had survived. You are her, I had confirmed it with the tribe leader after he had shown me the locket that had a small painting of my sister and her youngest daughter."

He sighed, "child you are that daughter.... I came here to ask your tribe leader if I could have my niece back. "

Fazina looked at her tribe leader, " you are ... s. sure of what he says is not a falsehood?" she asked in a shakey voice.

The tribe leader nodded and blushed, "I have freed you to his custody."

Fazina looked at the man and then her tribe leader. She sat down and looked into the fire, for the second time in her life she was going to lose all that she knew.

THe man's story matched her broken memories of her past, it seemed the man was her uncle. She looked up and noticed that she looked into a matching pair of green eyes. Ones that matched her own.

She nodded and her fate was sealed. She said goodbye to the only other family she knew and went off with her unknown uncle.

**********

A year went by and finally Fazina allowed her uncle to present her to the crown. It seemed she was finally rid of her way. One would never have guessed where she had spent fifteen years of her life.

Fazina watched through the heavily curtained window as she entered into the captiol. So far away from the borderlands, she saw everything looked so extravagant.. So much had changed. It was as though she was living in a world of fantasy.

She looked down at the ballgown she was wearing. One that matched her dark green eyes. Her long wavy hair had been swept up into coils of curls which a few strings of pearls had been weaved through it.

Her hands were gloved with satin gloves all the way past her elbows. Her upper body hugged in the hunter green bodice which spread down into a ball gown. The dance practices in learnig court dances was the one thing which made her feel at home. It was fun being able to twirl around and move with the music and not have to worry about one's next meal. It was worth it.

Her uncle had been telling her how wonderful court life was going to be and hoped that her first season would be everything she dreamed it would be, and he hoped she would find someone special that would make her happy. Fazina smiled when she thought of her aging uncle. The last year of her life had been so wonderful, she rarely could believe that she had been blessed this way. Her uncle wished so much for her happiness, and she hoped that she could keep him happy for the rest of his days...

Everything in court was so wonderful, the decorations and the people dressed up similarly to the way she was. It seemed it was almost time for her to be presented... she took deep breath and waited for her uncle to be called up.
 
Prince Wilhelm:

He watched her spellbound with a raging erection as he imagined her using the lithe and sensual body to contort into so many positions as she used it to give him pleasure.

When she'd finished her dance, Wilhelm again tossed her a gold coin and rose telling his comrades to remain and enjoy themselves, but he was returning to his rooms.

He mounted his stallion and rode to the castle and his second choice for a night of sexual activity, the blonde chambermaid that had been assigned as his servant while he stayed in the castle.
 
Prince Wilhelm:

He'd successfully begged out of the formal introductions claiming a bad stomach and his fear of spewing it's contents on one he was being introduced to at the time.

However, Wilhelm did wish to see who was being presented to his father, mother and the court for the first time so he sat in an alcove above the main floor watching through a screen.

When the Duke of Willsport and his niece were presented Wilhelm stared at her fixedly. He narrowed his eyes as he stared at her trying to recall where he'd seen her before, as it certainly wasn't at court or in the Duke's castle a bit over a year ago.

There was something in how she moved that sparked a memory for she moved with lithe, cat like grace, a dancer's grace and inate sensuality.

He raised his hand in front of his face so all of her except her face was blocked, and the memory seemed clearer. When his hand raised a bit more as her head tipped back to look up and around the ballroom Wilhelm also raised his hand but a bit higher and now he could only see her nose and eyes, those green eyes.

'Ahhh ha. She's the gypsy dancer who's been in my dreams off and on over the last year and my waking fantasies even more often,' he thinks to himself. 'I'll have to 'recover' and join the ball to learn her name and how she comes to be here with the Duke, well after the line of those being presented has ended that is.'

A time later, as the music begins, Wilhelm, in his full princely regalia, joins the throng and explains to his father and mother he feels greatly recovered now and will even dance a bit.

"Who knows perhaps this time I'll find a suitable woman as you both have been urging me to do for the past two years my royal parents," he smiles then bows and excuses himself.

He walks around meeting and greeting until he located the Duke and the girl among the throng.

The Duke introduces Wilhelm to his long lost and recently found niece, Fizana.

Prince Whilhelm bows and kisses her hand, but his eyes never leave her face, her very lovely face.

"Would the Duke's niece favor me with a dance or two," Whilhelm asks and he looks to the Duke and recieves his smiling nod of consent. Then he looks back to her green eyes and awaits her decision while still holding her hand in his.
 
Fazina overwhelmed at the prospect of being intorduced to the court had been so happy that everything went well. She had noticed right before that the prince was no longer in presence and she wondered about the diappearence but the nervousness of her entrance to court had overwhelmed her, thus putting it out of her mind.

Just as the ball started Fizana realized she was been sought after quite a bit, and since she didnt wish to leave her uncle, she had politely declined offering to them that she would dance with them later.

Soon after the ball began a very handsomely dressed fellow soon decided to make his introductions to her uncle. Her eyes widened as she realized that her uncle had given consent and that she was about to dance with the Prince of the realm.

She made a very low and deep curtsy before him and shyly spoke, "I would be most honored your highness."

As she was led towards the dance floor she couldnt seem to understand why she felt as though she had seen the prince somewhere before, but how can that be when the prince was said to never leave the realm.

She slipped her dainty hand upon his shoulder as the readied the set for the dance and looked up into the eyes of the prince meeting his gaze.
 
Prince Wilhelm:

When Fizana curtsey's Wilhelm lets his gaze briefly drink in the smooth ivory expanse of her lace famed breasts and the deep shadowed cleavage between them.

'As I thought when she danced very impressive breasts just made for passionate exploration,' he thinks to himself as he smiles into her eyes as she rises again.

Once on the dance floor the muscians begin to play and they begin to dance to a nice slow waltz. As they move gracefully around the dance floor Wilhelm decides to confirm her identity and he whispers to her, "You dance the waltz as well as you did at the gypsy camp to well earn my gold pieces Fizana.
"You are the personification of graceful movements, as well as very enticing ones too lovely lady."
 
Fizana tried to hide her dismay and shock at finding out that the prince had seen her dance. She stiffened in his arms, and smiled tightly, "I had no idea that the prince went out so much.. I pray tell this is not information that is very public within court is it?? It would not fare well for my uncle ..as he has worked hard to keep my whereabouts hidden.. everyone thinks I was raised in a convent orphanage.... please.. do not tell.. anyone of this " her dark green eyes pleaded with the prince. "I would not wish to bring dishoner to him.."

She had no idea what he was going to say but, she knew she didnt want to see the smile that was on her uncle's face from fading.

She continued to dance with the prince trying not to notice the tight hold upon her person. It was hard to pretend that she was not scared and forced her self to relax within his arms and to smile at him to make sure that everyone believed all was well.
 
Prince Wilhelm:

"It will be our secret Fizana.
"Why tarnish your honor or that of the noble Duke by spreading tales that are no one's business but our own.
"I will ask that you be my consort tonight though. You're by far the lovliest woman here and move the most sensuously by far, as we both know," he says smiling down at her, at the worry and dismay in her eyes, as they whirl around the room to the music, two seeming to move as one.
 
Fizana gave the prince her most winsome smile, "Thank you, your Highness, you are too kind." She allowed herself to break free of her inihibitions around the prince and gave in to the dance. She was so caught up in the dance she barely registered the fact that he had asked something else of her.

She blushed and nodded, "Of, course Your highness, again it would be my pleasure and honor to stay by your side."

She simply knew her uncle would be so delilghted at the way things were going. She smiled at the prince and continued to lose herself in the dance.

when the music finally came to a close, she almost sighed out loud it had been a long while since she had had a partner with which she could dance so abandoningly... and she curtsied low and deep once more before the prince and waited for him to take her back to her uncle.

Now, it seemed that after the dance with the prince, there seemed to be a few more gentlemen waiting by her uncle in the hopes of dancing with her.. than there had been the last time. Perhaps things were going better than she ahd hoped.

She waited for the prince, to allow her to go back, to her uncle and release her, she was not sure what entailed being a consort to the prince, but she hoped she got to dance with him again.
 
Prince Wilhelm:

As they start from the dance floor Wilhelm beckons over a tray carrying palace servant, takes a glass of the new French sparkling wine, champagne, from the tray he carries and gives it to Fizana and takes one for himself.

As the slowly continue toward her uncle his glass taps hers causing a musical chime and toasts, "To the lovliest lady present and my consort for the night." Then he drains his glass and smiles down at her, his perpherial vision taking in her lush bosom once again.

When they reach her uncle Wilhelm says to him just loud enough for the others waiting to hear, "Duke Gustav, I'm pleased to say your lovely niece has consented to be my consort for the remainder of the evening.
"With your permission I will be here escort for the remainder of the ball."

Duke Gustav beams as he gives his permission and wishes them both a joy filled evening of revelry.

Once Duke Gustav as given his blessing to her being his consort Prince Wilhelm looks at the other young nobles and smiling says, "My friends, but this lovely lady is mine for the remainder of the ball.
"I'd say I was sorry, but that would be very far from the truth, in fact I'm extremely pleased she's agreed and her uncle the Duke has allowed it."

They smile, congradulate Wilhelm on his good fortune and depart as Wilhelm beckons over another tray carrying servant and exchanges their empty glasses for full ones and tells the servant, "Bring the Duke a balloon of the King's personal conac and keep it full as long as he cares to partake."

"Yes your highness," the servant says and begins to make his way through the revelers as Duke Gustav thanks Wilhelm for his generosity and displaying his favor in this way for he knows that word will quickly circulate as well as all seeing his neice with the Prince all night. Two things that will elevate his place in the eyes of the Court.
 
Fizana watched as her uncle literaly beamed with pride. She smiled, and was very happy to see that her uncle had given her approval at what she had done.

After all, it was obvious then, then he could get things done and acheived through his status, she kew being a duke was powerful, but she understood that connections were even more powerful.

She was happy to provide them for her Uncle, and smiled at the fact that all she had to do was stay in hte handsome prince's favor and attention.

Things were so wonderful. She never imagined her life would have changed so much. She remembered a time ago, when she had to worry about her virtue being stolen by the highest bidder, she often thanked the tribe leader for his thoughtfulness now, at least she knew that she would be pure for the future husband that would have her.

At least she knew that she wouldnt have to dance for another meal again. She had felt like an object to be coveted there, here she felt as though she were a flower beinng tended... so different her experiences, that she smiled at the thought of it.

She thanked the prince for the wine and sipped it slowly knowing that the wine had a tendency to get the better of her, as she so rarely indulged in that. She watched as the Prince had down one and replaced it with another full glass.

SHe wondered what sort of man this prince was and what his intentions were for her, and his declaration of being his consort for the evening. She wondered, whether somethig which happened very often, whether she was one of many that had been down this path.

She wondered still whether his status would demand her to give him everything, she knew that she would have to keep herself in good graces, since she knew her uncle had wished for the union.
 
Prince Wilhelm:

They dance, they nibble from trays of passing food, they drink as he continues to give her refills between dancing to enjoy with her snacks and chat amiably as the hour grows later and later.

A servant comes over, bows and says to Wilhelm, "Highness Duke Gustav as elected to accept an invitation from your royal parents to spend the night here.
"He will be in a guest room in the upper level and his niece is to sleep in the chambers at the end of the hall."

"No, that won't do for this young lady. Move her things to the rooms three down from my own. They are much nicer."

"Yes Highness, at once."

Turning back to Fizana, "Well it seems you and your uncle will be here for the night Firana so no need to be concerned about a return to your town house tonight.
"Let us have another glass of that wine, another dance and then let's take a stroll in the gardens to see how bright the stars are tonight.
"How does that sound to you?"
 
Fizana smiled and then nodded, grateful that she wouldnt have to drive home through the night to reach their home in the country... her uncle had been thinking of re opening his home in the capitol, if she wished to stay for the season, perhaps she would talk him into doing so... she did find it a bit odd that her room had to be changed, "oh your highness there is no need to go to any extravagnaces on my expense, surely the other room will do just fine?"

For now how ever, she would enjoy the stroll into the midnight.. in the gardens, her nieve mind couldnt think of a reason not to.

she couldnt wait to see the stars, as she thanked the prince once more for the wine, and try as she might she couldnt help feeling hte effects of the wine, everything seemed much brighter than before.. and she was trying not to show how much the wine was effecting her and had made motions through the last galss or two of drinking rather than doing so, eventually she would slip out and slip the wine in some nearby plant,

She knew if she had anymore of that wine, she wouldnt be able to walk straight and she simply didnt wish to dishonor herself by getting drunk on her first night at a ball. To anyone else, she looked fine, her steps dainty and small,

to anyone trained in dancing, they knew she was preventing herself from slipping or feeling dizzy..any sudden movement would cause her vision to shake slightly, perhaps the prince was right a walk in the cool breeze should wake her from this reverie..
 
Prince Wilhelm:

"It's no problem lovely Fiana I assure you and you deserved the better room.
"The only one superior in that tower is my own, but that would would be improper and cause unwanted talk," he says smiling at her.

As he was the one dancing with her and helping her with her balance now and then when they twirled or she was dipped and lifted up again, he was well aware she was becoming at least mildly drunk and this pleased him for it would make things simpler later on.

The latest dance over he secures two more glasses of wine and toasts again then tells her, "Now drain your glass so the servant can take it and we'll go for the stroll I mentioned Fizana with you holding my arm in your small hands."
 
Fizana gave a surprised look to the prince, and knew this was where she would make a fool of herself she knew it.. She Tipped the glass of wine and drank its contents, and knew that everything this night would be quite hazy..

"Perhspd your highness wouldnt mind if after this stroll, I will be able to take my leave of you sire, as I am feeling a bit tired and It wouldnt do well for me to disgrace you by yawning.."

Her eyes twinkled as one could see that they had darkened with the addition of the wine in her system.

She held on the princes arm a little more strongly than expected and the stars swirled slightly as they walked..

As they got to a secluded spot in the maze of the garden she let go and danced around in the darkness, vaguely recalling her dancing days when her stage was the open night sky and the air swirling around her..

She laughed and smiled teasingly, "surely you highness was not expecting me stay in his arms the entire stroll, I simply couldnt resist ..." as she twirled around in the garden. Her eyes closed and becuase the world would spin if she let them open, but the wine within her blood made her feel the rythmn within her and her body swayed as it once did years ago..
 
Prince Wilhelm:

"I've watched you dance under the stars illuminated by flickering fire light," he says softly.
"Please me again and give me your gown Fizana and dance for me once more as you did that night at the gypsy camp where I first saw you in all of your near naked glory," he says as he holds out his hands for her gown, or to assist her if she wishes.
 
The light that was in her eyes, faded a little, "Surely you jest Sire? I could no more do so than you could... besides I do believe that at this time it is too early in our relationship for me to be shedding my gown.. even if i were willing.. "

She stepped closer to him and looked up into his eyes, her darkened green eyes sparkled with a bit more than the drink that was effecting her movements and mind, but not so much as to shed her gown in the moment and lose herself completely, she knew there were somethings, that were forbidden no matter if she felt otherwise..

"perhaps I will do so at a time when it is approprate for now, I believe the dance is that much more provactive with what i have now... then what would have on then," She smiled teasingly, "wouldnt you say Sire?" She had successfully avoided the situation without making him feel like she had denied him anything.. she hoped that he wouldnt take offense by her denial, but she knew that things would never be the same if she took such a step..
 
Prince Wilhelm:

"As you wish, but your undergarments would cover more of you than the veils did and you'd move more freely without the gown on.
"It would please me greatly if you did as I've asked, but the choice is yours to make," he says as he looks down at her and his smile slowly fades away.
 
She smiles teasinngly, "Perhaps if you were my future intended then mayhap i would do so.. still I do believe.. it would not be right.. I promise.. should things ever get more intimate betwixt us I would more than happily do so for you, simply becuase I know twould please you, but now..your highness, I would be giving myself too freely and I cannot disgrace my uncle's honor in such a way.. im sure that you understand my position .."

her smile fades slightly only to look up into his eyes longingly hoping that he understood, she simply didnt wish to disgrace her reputation at court of that of hers and more importantly that of her uncles.
"perhaps it would be best if I took my leave, suddenly the star do not seem as wonderful this night... "

She stepped closely and lightly placed a chaste kiss upon his lips, hoping that he would know she would have done as he asked, if she had leave to do so..
 
Prince Wilhelm:

Her chaste kiss of farewell is met by one of heated ardor as he hugs her tightly against him feeling her breast's firmness hard against his chest as his tongue licks her lips while his hands caress up and down her back at the same time.
 
Fizana had no idea what she had expected from the prince, but what he was doing came as a shock, and at first she had become stiff in his arms again, as no one had ever touched her person in that way, but the feelings he inspired within her mixed with the wine within her blood made her icy demeanor melt against his ardent heat.

She responded slowly by wrapping her arms around his neck pressing herself further into him and then pulling away slightly before she let herself go too far..

"Sire, I fear I must retire,before we both do things we will fegret in the morn.."

She slipped away from him and allowed a servant to lead her to her rooms.

Once there she had the maid given to her, remove her gown smiling to herself remembering that outside he would have had to play the maid, and sighed wishing things had been different but thankful she had not let things go where they were intending to go..

Her head ached from all the wine, and she dismissed her maid, then locked the door behind her. After which she doused the candle and curled up within the covers and sucombed to sleep almost immidaitely... as the wine caught up with her body and she felt overwhelmingly exhausted... what an evening it had been.
 
Prince Wilhelm:

He returned to the ballroom and sought out Duke Gustav and explained a servant had conducted his niece to her rooms for the night as the wine was beginning to effect her and she thought it for the best.

He thanked Gustav and hoped he'd be allowed to call on his niece in the very near future and escort her about the city and on picnics and the like.

A rather drunk Gustav assured him that his attentions to Fizana would be very welcome indeed.

Wilhelm then bid his royal parents good night and excused himself from the ball.

Upstairs he bathed and dismissed his maid, after having her use her talented mouth to ease his lusts and then to lick him very clean before drying his prick on her volumptous breasts to her accompanying sighs.

His chambers locked Wilhelm waited a short time then went onto the balcony, down to Fiana's room and entered it naked. He closed the balcony doors behind him and then the drapes over them to add to their privacy as the heavy drapes used to keep out winter's cold would also effectively muffle any sounds that they made.

He crossed to the bed, slid under the covers and took her into his arms. Then he kisses her sofly as his runs his hands over the naked body he's lusted for since that night a little over a year ago.

He caressed and gently kneaded her breasts, teased their nipples into fat and prominent rigid peaks before his hand slides down her tummy, over the slight feminine swell at her mons and lightly rubs her soft thatch of curly hair and the full lips under it.
 
Fizana was having the most wonderful dreams.. se dreamt that the prince came to her... and she felt her self grow warm and moist below in areas she was grew warm whenever she danced.. try as she might she smiply couldnt let the life-like dream of hers end..

She let out a soft moan and a ragged breath, the ministrations on her breasts and nipples were making her feel very warm and excited, she let out a sigh, "oh Sire.." she arched her naked body towards his, and once more was amazed at the life like dream she was having..

She raised her hands in her sleep giving more access to her body, and grasped the posts within the headboard, arching her back moaning again, her body felt as though it was on fire...
 
Prince Wilhelm:

He smiled as he felt her body responding to his caresses and teasing of her body. His smile grew as he felt wetness beginning to seep from between the lips of her sex.

When she sighed, "Oh Sire." and her body arches toward his, when her breasts and hard nipples press against his own chest Wilhelm sighs himself as he feels the tip of his hard shaft of swollen muscle press aginst her bare hip.

His finger slips between her lips to touch her wet opening and spread it's spend up her slit to her passion pearl so it became hard and slick as it rubbed it.

When she lifted her hands and gripped the headboard Wilhelm's smile became a grin as he imagined her secured like that, helpless to his whims and will, to his lusts and passions and because her new position pressed her tits harder against his chest.

As her legs unconsciously parted Wilhelm used another finger of the hand teasing her hard and stiff nubbin to circle around and around the place he fully intended to bury the flesh pole sticking stiffly from his body to press onto her smooth skin indenting it from the pressure as she moved in her apparent sleep.
 
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