Her Royal Highness and Warrior (PM if interested)

It was a pleasant surprise that Tarlon rode up to his own keep and no one recognized him garbed as one of the Wolf Clan. Arwan led Tarlon and Kasha into the keep, taking them to his private audience chambers. Even people who had seen him everyday failed to recognize him, mainly due to the fact they were staring at the exposed flesh of Kasha.

They arrived in the chambers, and Morgosis was not there. Tarlon sat down, relieved to actually be able to sit in a chair again. Kasha sat down on her heals near by, silently taking it all in.

"I shall go an give Her Majesty the news you have returned."

"Thank you, Marshal. After that, please go and take care of yourself." Arwan bowed, and headed out of the room. Tarlon couldn't wait to see his wife again, even see his son. He was grateful to be home once more.

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Marshal Arwan walked straight to the main audience chamber where Morgosis was hearing petitions. She sat straight, and spoke clearly and well. She showed no outward signs of any worry or stress she had bee feeling. The Marshal stood back until the current petitioner had been dealt with.

He stepped forward, walking down the aisle that ran to the combined thrones. When he reached the petitioner's place before the thrones, he knelt on one knee in greetings to his Queen. He stood up, seeing her question clearly on her face. His reply was a simple nod.

Aristarkus stepped forward. "Her Majesty has heard all the petitions she will for the day." Those who waited for their turn started to move from the hall. Aristarkus and Arwan merely awaited word from their Queen.
 
Morgosis gave both Aristarkus and Arwan a warm smile, thanking them both for coming home safely and then had Arwan point her to where Tarlon was.

She no sooner entered Tarlon’s private audience chambers and saw with her own eyes that the visison was true, she speaking out quietly and almost too calmly saying, “So this is what you have brought home to replace me with at night?” The sight made her sick to her stomach, the idea that Tarlon would ever want another really never crossed her mind. Sure their marriage had been arranged, but she had hoped that he would at least fall in love with her and treat her with that respect.

Morgosis began to tear up right then and there, and someone outside looking in would have through that they were tears of happiness, not tears of heartbreak as she could see that there was another woman practically wrapped around Tarlon’s leg like a little pet dog! She remembering the vision of how he fucked her nice and slowly, in much the same way that Tarlon had made love to her!

She whispered through her tears, “I thought you loved me.” And then abruptly left the room, she not letting her full emotions come out until she was in her own private chambers, she sitting down with her ladies as they did their best to console her.
 
Tarlon heard Morgosis approaching the private audience chamber, and stood to greet his wife. She was stiff and somewhat cool when she entered, looking more at Kasha than him.

“So this is what you have brought home to replace me with at night?”

Tarlon was stunned at her question. He was at a loss to think how she came to that conclusion. Merely arriving with a woman in his presence, she thought that she was being surpassed?

He saw tears forming in her eyes as she looked at him. He barely heard her whisper, “I thought you loved me.”

Before he could say another word, Morgosis turned and fled the room. Tarlon stood in shock, trying to figure out what had happened to cause this outburst form his wife. He was about to raise his voice to call for Abraxus when the old man walked in the door.

"Welcome home, Your Majesty."

"Thank you, old friend. At least someone is pleased to see me. Please take Kasha here and find her a room, and some other clothes to wear that will not cause any gray beards' hearts to fail. I have to speak with my wife." Without waiting, he walked of to his private chambers.

When he entered, Morgosis was crying loudly, and her Ladies were trying to console her. One of them saw him, and he indicated that they leave. Hesitantly, they did, leaving the royal couple alone.

"My love? What is the problem? I would have thought you would be glad to see me home, yet I am accused of no longer loving you? Please, tell me what is bothering you?"
 
Her eyes were red with tears and lack of sleep over the last several days, and she looked him straight in the eyes saying, “I have seen you making love to that woman, Aeryn showed me in her water visions what you have been doing!”

She wanted so badly for him to stop calling her his love, for it was going through her mind that all those words were to him was merely a formality! She wanted so badly to slap him, to make him feel the pain she was feeling, how she felt sick every day now that she knew this was going on, and all over a man she had been married to less than a year!

He was after all her first love, the hardest love to ever get over and knew now that she was married to him and even his Queen that she would never know a love from another man.

She sat down on the bed, her crying over now and looked at him saying, “Do you love her Tarlon? Is this why you bring her home?” She could feel herself getting sick to her stomach again, yet this time instead of making it to the privy closet, she passed out on the floor in front of him, her entire world seeming to go dark from it all!
 
Tarlon saw that Morgosis was very stressed, and had not been keeping well. He wanted more than anything to reassure her that he was all right.

“I have seen you making love to that woman, Aeryn showed me in her water visions what you have been doing!”

Her words crushed his heart like a boulder. No wonder she was so upset. He moved to comfort her and tell her what had happened, but her crying stopped, and she looked at him again, her words this time more painful than the last.

“Do you love her Tarlon? Is this why you bring her home?”

He stopped cold, tears forming in his eyes. If all she saw was him with Kasha, of course she would be thinking such horrible thoughts. And to have them for nearly four days!

She was making her way to the privy when she fainted.

"Morgosis!" Tarlon snapped out of his shock, racing over to the woman he loved. She was still breathing. With great effort, he lifted her from the floor. His arms straining under her weight, his back bending painfully and his legs barely keeping them both up. What little was left of his strength after the pox was finished with him was put to it's ultimate test. He covered the four paces needed to put her body on the bed. He looked like he had just finished running for the entire day. Sweat soaked his skin. He entire body shook from the exertion.

He staggered around to the other side of their bed, and fell onto it. He reached out with one hand, holding hers gently and firmly, while the other fondly rubbed her forehead, and combed her hair. His heart raced for what had happened to her, and for what would happen when she awoke.
 
Morgosis’ ladies heard her flop onto the floor, they all rushing to find both she and Tarlon laying on the bed, Morgosis out cold while Tarlon clearly looked as though someone had sliced him from navel to head, the pain clearly taking him over as if in combination of carrying his wife to the bed and even his own heard breaking over his Queen’s own words.

The Queen’s ladies knew right away that there was something wrong with Morgosis, for a woman of her health, youth and level of fitness wouldn’t just faint from the shock that she had been through over the last few days, Genvissa herself suspected that she knew why her Queen had passed out. But she went to fetch the healer just in case she was wrong.

And no sooner had the healer come and advised everyone that the Queen would be fine, she giving Morgosis some smelling salts to revive her and looked to Tarlon saying, “I suspect that she is just over stressed.” And then everyone left the room save Tarlon himself, they all leaving the couple alone so that the King could finally fix things between him and his wife!
 
Tarlon felt Morgosis start to stir. She flinched when she realized who was touching her, and the tears started to roll down her cheeks.

"Morgosis. Will you listen to what I have to say?" She laid still, her breathing deep to control the turmoil she was experiencing.

"Morgosis, as you have been told, my men and I were attacked by Nemerian soldiers. When my last guard died, I tried to run. I fell and passed out. I have struck my head on the ground, and did not wake for four days. I was found by a member of the Wolf Clan. They are nomads on our northern borders. We have an agreement with them. A recent one. They cared for me while I was ill. They gave me a gift. Her name is Kasha, and she is their Chief's daughter. They are a very touchy people, very bound up by the rules of honour. Part of the gift was my... enjoyment of the gift. If I didn't, they would have been gravely dishonoured, and I would have died.

"We shared a bed only once, and I have no feelings for her at all. She is not here to replace you. She is here because of diplomacy, and her people's culture. I am your husband, and I love you. You are the second woman that I have loved, and Kasha is only the third woman I have shared my body with.

"You are hurting, that is easy for me to see. You think I no longer love you, and that you are going to be replaced. Neither of these things are true. I have spoken honestly, and I have not held anything back. You may believe or not, it will not change what has happened or why. It will not change how I feel about you."

He left his hands where they were, but he would not stop her from removing herself from his touch, if she so desired.
 
She wanted to believe his words, she could see it in his eyes that he was hurting too and knew deep down that she was the cause of this hurt. She felt like a lost little girl, suddenly not knowing what to do or how to act. And as though there was another voice in her mind telling her to shout something out, telling her to scream her desires to him, she did cry to him saying, “Oh please Tarlon, please let this be true! Please hold me tight, I don’t want to feel alone anymore!”

She began to cry again, this time sobbing over how she didn’t even pay attention to Tarlon’s own condition. She looking over him as though she was looking for some fatal wound that if she didn’t find soon that it would claim his life! She was so upset over the first test of her loyalty that she didn’t even seem to want to acknowledge that he could have been seriously hurt, that she didn’t even pay attention and act as though she was glad that he was alive and well when the rest of his men had died! She cried out to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him close to her horrified at how she really did lose her cool around him like that!
 
Tarlon looked over at her, and all her youth showed through on her face. For all of her confidence in other areas, being a woman in love, she was still lacked confidence in herself, and her ability to judge and trust Tarlon in the matters of love. He forgot just how young she really was at times.

“Oh please Tarlon, please let this be true! Please hold me tight, I don’t want to feel alone anymore!”

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly. He rejoiced at the warmth of her body, the feel of it as she pressed it against him. She cried again, the tears flowing like a river. He held this frightened young woman in his arms. She had come close to loosing her husband, and being left to raise a son without his father.

"I am back, and I am safe. I love you now as much as I did when I left to go to Redhill Point. It's all right now, my love." He kissed her head, continuing to rock her gently and make soothing sounds to help her calm down.
 
That night was the first night that Morgosis let a nurse come near her son, she was so tired and worn out from what had happened that she really didn’t have the energy to get up and feed her son, plus the fact that her own ladies took one look at her and gave her the hint that she should stay in bed.

And though she woke the next morning feeling just as bad, she got up and dressed anyway to be in court with Tarlon, she now more than curious as to what would now occur. They were all having their discussions in the private audience chamber, Tarlon and Aeryn were sitting at one end of the room while his other advisors were sitting at the other end.

Morgosis snuck in and sat on the other side of Tarlon and Aeryn herself looked at Morgosis as if something was wrong with her, her face quickly turning from the conversation at hand to Morgosis. They all seemed to stare at her now, as if she was some kind of ghost, as if they were all afraid that she would suddenly break if they spoke another word. But Morgosis quietly said, “Continue gentleman and Lady.”
 
Tarlon knew from the sudden enveloping silence and the faint scent of Morgosis that she had entered the room. He heard and felt her sit beside him. Aeryn fell silent, embarrassed for being the one to show what Tarlon had been doing.

"It is fine, my love. Aeryn had just finished discussing a personal matter with me anyway.

"Now, to clarify a matter before we continue. There is a new person in the Keep. She is Kasha of Clan Wolf. She is the daughter of Ferris Chief, and his gift to me." Arnan, Arwan and Aeryn all looked surprised, exchanging looks with each other and Tarlon. "She will be staying here for the future as I see it. She is to be treated as a person of Station, and it to be addressed as Lady Kasha."

He put his hand out for Morgosis to take.

"Now, I have been given some interesting information from Arnan concerning Nemeria. There are having some troubles in the province that borders Ramun. Some of their rebels have been running close to, if not into Ramun, to avoid the Nemerian soldiers. Nemeria isn't happy with us to start with, and they have been viewing this activity as our supporting the rebellion.

"We are not supporting the rebellion, nor the Nermerian King. If any Nemerian citizens are found within out borders, and they are armed, they will be dealt with as common bandits. The Nemerian King will be receiving a missive soon telling him to keep his forces out of my Kingdom, and to pay weregild for those lost."

Tarlon turned to face Morgosis, showing his love for her through his eyes. "I came close to dying... again. I will need all of your help to ensure that I don't die again. Each one of you I trust with my life, and I want each of you to trust the others in this room to the same degree.

"Now, unless there is other pressing business to attend to, The Queen and I have some discussions that need to completed."
 
Everyone left the room quickly to give both Tarlon and his Queen some much time needed alone, and for once Morgosis was glad of it, yet she couldn’t stop feeling so hot as if she had been working out for hours on the grounds, she wanting so badly to just rip her gown off of her and let her skin breath!

The advisers themselves could see that Morgosis was a little uncomfortable, even Aeryn could see behind Morgosis façade of her calmness that she was still not well, yet at the same time she did not blame her Queen for feeling so put out and uncomfortable around the man who was her husband and whom had been sleeping with another even though it was just once and did not mean anything to him.

But Morgosis gave Tarlon a warm smile, she finally able to relax a little bit once it was just the two of them, she no longer even thinking of how strange she felt, her exhaustion not really on her mind at the moment, yet she did look upon Tarlon’s face lovingly and spoke quietly, “What is that we need to discuss?”
 
Tarlon could see that his love was not well, or that there was something on her mind that was disturbing her greatly.

“What is that we need to discuss?”

"Kasha, what happened between her and I, and what is happening between us. My love, you are carrying wounds that have yet to start healing. I want us to talk about this, to heal the hurts that have been inflicted."

His eyes locked on hers, and his hand gripped her firmly, with all the feeble strength he could muster.
 
She bowed her head to him, tears were swimming in her eyes again at the thought of him with another and then smiled at him doing her best to fight back her grief saying, “I am understanding now Tarlon, its just going to take a lot for me to get over this I think, after all most wounds heal over time weather they are of the heart or the body.”

She took his hand in hers and held it, she kissing his inner palm as she gave him pause to speak, Morgosis feeling his inner fingers with her lips to show him that she was still very much in love with him, that she was very much willing to forgive her husband of what happened especially since she understood now that it was not his fault, that indeed he had in essence just paid an expensive tribute to his ally!

She whispered to him, “I am so tired Tarlon, I want to go to bed, will you come to bed with me? I don’t feel well at all.”
 
"But you're hurting, Morgosis, my love. Tell me how you feel, and why you feel that way. It is good you're understanding, but it does nothing for the wounds you carry now." He could see her reluctance to speak of the matter more, so he took a deep breath, and readied himself for what he needed to do.

"So, when Aeryn did her scrying, you saw me lying with another woman. You felt betrayed by me? Or do you think you are not good enough a lover, and that I have sought out another? Or could it be that you think that because you have given me a son and heir, you're royal duties in the bed chambers have been fulfilled? What is it? Tell me!"
 
She looked him straight in the eyes saying, “Yes I am hurting, seeing you there having sex with that other woman in much the same way you do with me, so gentle and loving made it look like I had indeed been replaced.” She closed her eyes to blink out her tears but they just started to come down her cheeks anyway and then let it just flow saying, “These past days I could think about nothing other than you bringing her home, that I would never again have your loving arms wrapped around me at night, that instead they would be wrapped around her. That you would be loving her night after night, that you would no longer feel obligated to me anymore now that I have given you Cole.”

“And that my worst fear would be that I would have to carry my next child, feeling all alone and unloved, that I would have a constant reminder growing inside of my belly that I was once loved but never again!”

She had wanted to tell him that morning before he left to go after those whom would mean them harm that he would soon have another child, that those crazy nights of noisy love making had indeed filled her again. But when he told her that he was to ride out that morning, she didn’t want to leave him with any worry or extra distraction on his mind, she instead thought it would be a pleasant thing for him to hear when he returned home.

Morgosis searched Tarlon’s eyes for any reaction that he had, she wanting the man that she loved so much to finally be himself again, to help her get over what she had seen in Aeryn’s scrying waters, she whispered to him saying, “Show me how it is that you would make love to your wife, really and truly make love to me!”
 
Tarlon listened to her, hearing the news that she was with child again. That new warmed his heart, but his celebrating that news would have to wait. His wife was holding on to her pain, not letting go of it. It was starting to anger him, but he held it in check, not letting it take control of him.

He stood, and took her hand. While she had greater physical strength than he did, his air of authority made up for that. She stood when he pulled her up, Morgosis doing most of the work. He led her to their private chambers, guiding her into the room while he remained outside. He quietly commanded the guards to remove themselves to the end of the hall and that no one interrupt them.

He entered their bed chambers, and closed the door. He stood still, looking at his wife.
 
Morgosis could feel his eyes on her, she sensed that he was angry, that indeed storm in him could very well be brewing. She could feel her own body react to him, as she could feel his eyes everywhere on her, undressing her and making her heart beat faster and faster with that same excitement that she felt when she realized that she was in love with him for the first time!

Her body was so hot all over and she went over to her wardrobe and got out of her heavy thick gown and into one of the lighter robes that she wore when she was not in the public eye. She could still feel his eyes on her, on her naked flesh, she suddenly wanting more than anything for him to take what was his, what will always be his, her body!

She turned around and faced him, her gown not even closed in the front at all, her left breast showing through the top and her inner thighs in full view of her husband as if to invite him, as if to encourage him to take her, she looking at him with hunger and desire in her eyes, she wanting so badly to feel him make love to her with the passion that she knew that he was more than capable of!
 
"Come here and help me undress." Morgosis moved towards him hesitantly at first. When he didn't say or do anything else, she moved a little more eagerly until she stood beside him. She helped him out of his robes, and other garments until he stood naked before her.

He placed a hand on her neck and back of her head, pulling her close to him so that he could kiss her roughly and passionately. While he had her in the kiss, he moved her backward, closer to their bed. The hand that was not behind her neck and head groped her exposed breast, bringing the nipple to a hardened state almost immediately. Satisfied with that reaction, his hand continued down over her taut belly until it found the small amount of hair on her mound.

His finger found the entrance to her, and pushed through. He swallowed her gasp at his penetration of her, and worked his finger within her while the kiss continued ravaging her lips.
 
Morgosis had never felt him so demanding before, his touch wasn’t really even the same and the way he pulled her to him made aroused her so, she feeling his hand go to her needy breast, the feel of his warm hand on her naked breast did cause her nipple to become hard and aroused, it perfectly clear now to both of them that Morgosis could never hide her attraction from her husband, that she could never hide the fact that she loved him so much that she was very willing to go to bed with him even though she knew that he had been with another, though not at his fault at all!

She felt his finger penetrate her and gasped as he continued to kiss her, his thick finger sending little tickles of pleasure all through her body. Morgosis could feel her legs going week with such pleasure, her entire body spasming as she could feel him going deep now. And she wrapped her small fingers around his manhood, feeling the head of his cock and then cupping his balls, massaging his sacs and full length while her other arm wrapped around him, having to hold onto him tightly if she was to remain standing and able to continue letting him enjoy her in such a way!
 
Tarlon removed his finger from inside her, running his hand up her body until it rested on the valley between her breasts. He then removed his hand from behind her head, and pushed her back on the bed.

Once Morgosis settled on the bed, he climbed up onto the bed beside her. He was hard from both the thoughts of what he wanted to do with his wife, as well as what she had did with her hand. He shuffled himself closer to her, so that he hard shaft was close to her head. He reached down, taking a handful of her hair, lifting her so that her mouth was at the end of his shaft.

"I have told you, Morgosis, that I love you. Now, you have said that you love me. That you have forgiven me. Show me."
 
She kissed the tip of his cock, it seeming at first that she was being shy and timid, yet she began to let her tongue glide up and down his long shaft, licking him as though he was wonderful and tasty, as though his great rod was some kind of extra large piece of hard candy that she was slowly licking, and making love to with her mouth. Morgosis was taking the time not only to lick and suck him, but to kiss his cock up and down, letting her lips and tongue memorize him, enjoy the feet and taste of him!

And then Morgosis wrapped her rosy little lips around his shaft and took him all the way inside of her mouth, she looking up to him, as her long hair blanketed his thighs. She was wanting more, and let his hardness pop out of her mouth for her to only begin to kiss her way up his chest, she in essence climbing up him and then met her mouth with his, kissing him again, laying on top of him, she feeling his warm naked body against and underneath his, she whispering saying, “Please, please hold me!”
 
Tarlon enjoyed the attentions he received from Morgosis, The feel of her lips and tongue along his shaft sent minor shivers through him. It was something she didn't do often, but it was delightful when she did. Then she took him into her mouth, he sighed and groaned as her lips surrounded his cock taking him all the way in.

No sooner had she started,she had stopped. She proceeded to kiss her way up his body. Tarlon was frustrated at the change in direction. She finally reached his mouth, kissing him deeply. He went with the kiss, enjoying it while he thought of what he would do.

“Please, please hold me!”

"I will, after you properly finish what you started." His hand once more took a handful of her hair, and he guided her head back to his awaiting cock.
 
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She didn’t smile at him, she only crawled backward and took his lenghth back into her mouth, she suddenly feeling as though she was being punished, as though her little act of frustration, her hiding her condition had angered Tarlon, or that he not being satisfied with their lack of talking about his infidelity was making him so frustrated!

And so she continued to work on his cock, she tasting him, kissing his manhood and sucking him, letting her mouth act as her cunt would. She fucking him over and over with her mouth, letting the head of his cock reach the back of her throat, she knowing that he would tell her when she had pleasured him enough!

In her new private chambers, Kasha sat alone in her rooms, she remembering what it felt like to be with King Tarlon, that she had given him her virginity and it felt like that night that he was making love to her, as though he actually was going to care about her. But after the strange woman had a fit the day before she had not seen Tarlon again. She wondered if her father had given her to a man that would never love her, that she had been given as a gift to a man who did not treasure his gifts.

The only companion that she did have, was Aeryn from time to time, the woman acting as though she felt bad for her, she wondering to herself if King Tarlon had already had a woman!
 
Tarlon felt his frustrations ease as Morgosis mouth worked on his cock. He started feeling a little bad about what he had done to his wife, but whether she knew it or not, she needed this. All of what would happen between them.

Instead of using her hair to guide her, he placed a hand on the side of her cheek. He drew her away from his shaft, and brought her face closer to his. He also ensured that she was straddling him as well.

"Remove your robe, my love. I want to feel only you." He kissed her tenderly at first, then becoming more passionate as his desire for his wife grew stronger.
 
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