The King, and the Nobleman’s wife (closed to Artemidorus)

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The King, and the Nobleman’s wife​

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The king paced up and down in his room. He couldn't believe the arrogance of the Knight. Yes he had saved the life of his son in battle. Yes his son got on very well with his eldest princess.

But suggesting that their daughter should marry his son. “Prosperous!” he shouted, punching the air with his clenched fist.

“Calm Down your highness.” suggested his senior Adjt, his aide de camp. “May I be so bold that they would make a perfect couple!”

“Yes, Yes, Yes, i can see that, but he made the suggestion, and not wait. The arrogance, the insolence, the CHEEK.! Off with his head!”

“Well yes there is that your highness. But he has fought well for you your highness, and has a good Regiment of foot at your disposal”

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A few days later, He was at the end of a two day journey to the Nobleman's castle, the castle could be seen in the distance. He closed the curtains, as he continued to read, alone in his state carriage. It wasn't long before the wooden wheels hit the cobbled road, the change in sound, the echoes. He was inside the castle walls, and sighed with relief.

His country, kingdom was safe for the most part, and his elite group of bodyguards were some of the most loyal soldiers in the kingdom. They were also well paid. The carriage door was soon opened as the carriage came to a halt, and his doorman smiled.

“We have arrived your highness.”

“Thank you Baldrick.”

Before long the King was in his room, as he bathed in water, before meeting his hosts over dinner. It was purely a business affair, and by rights, he should have demanded them to visit him, but he had a plan, relating to the marriage of his prince and the daughter of the noble; a plan, lesson that will teach the Nobleman, and put him in his place.

In his gowns, he waited until 1810 before he left his room, and headed for the dining room, where his hosts would have been waiting for over ten minutes. He always kept his guests, or hosts waiting, that was his privilege.

 

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Calliope married her husband out of duty. The merging of their families brought wealth, merged properties, and ended fueds. Sure he was nice enough, average looking.

But he did nothing to earn her red haired, green eyed beauty.

Luckily their daughter got her good looks. Emille was gorgeous,just like her mother but younger. It was no suprise the prince fancied her.

But it was a surprise that his father, the king, was springing by for a visit. His cart pullled up and Calliope greated him by the castle doors. She was wearing a long silk gown in dark blue and white, her hair braided with ribbons.

"My king." she bowed to him. "We're most humbled by your visit."

Rosrick, her husband, joined by her side. "Greetings my lord. I hope the trip over faired well."

 

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"Greetings my lord. I hope the trip over faired well."

"Yes Rosrick, the trip was very comfortable considering , thank you. And Calliope, the third fairest lady in the land, How lovely to be graced by your presence."

He took her hand and kissed her fingers, ignoring her husband. They made small talk as they settled down for supper, at least that is what his 'invitation' said that was delivered two days before his own arrival. Nothing grand, just wanted to chat about the Rosrick's Marriage proposal.

He sipped the wine from his pewter goblet, having seen his host drink from the bottle first.

"Good wine, Rosrick..... Now about your suggestion that My second hair to the throne should marry Emille.... On what grounds?" his voice was soft, joyful.

His eyes glanced from Calliope to her husband and turned from a soft smiling face into a hard stare.

 

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Calliope blushed as she kissed her hand. "You flatter me, your highness." she said with a soft smile. Such a proper, well trained lady. Well bred.

Dinner began after light small talk and after a drink the king got right to the point. "Well..." stammered Rosrick, a tad intimidated by the kind. "Your son does favor her."

"And she him." added Calliope. "Quite. We want only for both of our children's happiness. And our shared grandchildren. You won't find many lineages as pure as ours." she gave him a smile. "We are your humble subjects."

 

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"And she him." added Calliope. "Quite. We want only for both of our children's happiness. And our shared grandchildren. You won't find many lineages as pure as ours." she gave him a smile. "We are your humble subjects."

The King smiled as he looked at the young couple; some 15 years or so his junior.

"Well, I have seen how well they seem to get on, there is a friendship there I will admit..."

He sipped his wine from the goblet as he looked at Calliope, her cleavage rising and falling with every breath she took. The king found her very attractive, and as a widower, at times rather lonely.

He chewed his food as he thought, looking at his hosts, his mind pondering. He had various ideas, but he had almost certainly decided what the price will be for him to allow the obvious marriage...

"So Rosrick, what are you prepared to offer me, AND the kingdom for me to give this marriage my blessing?"

 

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"Anything, my lord." he said as they finished their meal. "We are prepared to offer anything we can for our children's happiness."

Calliope smiled. "Yes, your majesty. We have a modest estate compared to yours, but we still hold a good ammount of wealth and standing in this side of the kingdom."

"Anything your highness wishes, we will do our best to provide." Rosrick said politely.

 

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"Yes, your majesty. We have a modest estate compared to yours, but we still hold a good amount of wealth and standing in this side of the kingdom."

The king smiled, as the couple seemed to want to facilitate, what was actually a very good match.

Hi sipped his wine, and picked up some meat, and chewed on it as he looked at them, his mind pondering on how best to broach the topic in mind.

"Well Calliope, It has been a few years since the Queen's death, it does sometimes get lonely at night...."

Hi sipped further on his wine, waiting for their reaction.

 

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Rosric was calm, if a bit shocked. "You can have any one of our maids. And you're welcome to stay here as long as you wish."

Calluope was just as confused as her husband. "Surely you can wed again? Your majesty, if I may be so bold, theres no short of women in our kingdom you could have."

"We will help you in any way, my lord." Rosric said.

 

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"You can have any one of our maids. And you're welcome to stay here as long as you wish." Offered Rosric.


"Thank you Rosric, for your kind offer. " He paused as he sipped his wine from the goblet, the flickering reflections of the candles catching the King's eye.

"But I am ageing, and well whilst some of the maids are well quite alluring sexually, I have standards Rosric."

"Surely you can wed again? Your majesty, if I may be so bold, theres no short of women in our kingdom you could have." interjected Calluope, his eyes briefly catching hers as she spoke.

"Oh yes, I could wed again, but as yet, I have not found the right person who is well either available or interested.... maybe I set my standards too high?"

"And so, here I am, single, and discussing the wedding of my son with the third fairest lady in the land."

 

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Calliope's eyes widened in shock, but Rosric contained himself well.

"Perhaps you'd like to spend some time with my wife." he was completely unaware of any sexual undertones. "She is well versed in etiquette, politics, as well as gifted with reading and music. I'm sure the two of you could find a good way to share your time together. It would almost be like courting."

Calliope composed herself. She knew what the king wanted and she was willingm for her families future, she was willing. "Yes my lord. I would be honored to court with you."

 

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The king smiled as he watched the couple.

Rosric seemed happy to do so, his expression quite jolly, as if he didn't really understand exactly what he was meaning.

Calliope's wide eyes though suggested that she understood the implied content of his request.

"That would be most pleasurable Calliope, and a pleasure.... And Rosric, thank you for your kindness."

If the truth be known, he was quite disgruntled with Rosric's naivety, some of the pleasure he was hoping to attain had been lost.

But he also knew that Calliope had understood his intent.

"This steak is very tender." he commented generally, as he looked at Calliope's lips.

 

[Artemidorus]

Dinner drudged by achingly slowly, and the king watched her. She fidgeted under the table, but above she was composed and comprised. A perfect lady.

What was the king going to do with her?

As diner dwindled down and the table was cleared, Calliope stood up. "Perhaps your majesty would care to join me in the study? We can light a fire and the servants sill bring us some champagne. And I would love to play the harp for you."

 

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"Perhaps your majesty would care to join me in the study? We can light a fire and the servants sill bring us some champagne. And I would love to play the harp for you."

The king turned to face Calliope as he smiled.

"That is indeed a lovely suggestion, Rosric, thank you for an excellent supper and I'll bid you good night."

The king sttood up, his long gowns falling to hang covering his legs, covered in linen tights. Smiling he offered his arm to Calliope.

"Please lead the way."

 

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Calliope led him to the study, a rich mahogany room, lined with books, the smell of old paper and wood smoke. It was her favorite in th castle, a lovely place where she could be alone with her thoughts and her books and her music.

Servants came, lighting the fireplace and leaving behind a bottle of chamgane and two glasses. Calliope took a seat by her harp.

"And requests, your highness?"

 

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The king looked around as he walked arm in arm with his host Calliope as she led him down a maze of sone corridors, decorated with photos and large rugs and tapestries hanging from the walls.

As he entered the study, the servants were already preparing the room, the fire being lit, and the champagne left on the table together with two champagne flutes in pewter.

Moments later they were alone as he looked at the books, and the view from the window overlooking the Nobleman's estate.

"And requests, your highness?"


"No Calliope.... Please feel free to play what music you prefer to play...." He paused.... "But I would love to see you play with out your dress on.... if that isnt too much trouble?"

He walked over to the champagne bottle and opened it skill fully, pouring the wine into the two goblets with out leaving a mess, or wasting a drop.

He offered Calliope her goblet before he sat on a chair close to the Harp with a smile on his face.

 

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Calliope nodded. "Of course, my lord." she said. She reached behind her, untying the string at the top of the back, letting the gown fall to the floor. Underneath was a white corset. It came down just over her hips.

She sat next to her harp, taking a sip of her wine before she began to play Pachibel's canon. Her favorite, and she had written a special rendition of it for harp.

 

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"Of course, my lord." as she simply removed her dress in front of him, with out battering an eye lid. He smiled to himself as he siped his wine, and watched her in her undergarments as she settled behhind the harp, and twanged a few strings, as if she was warming up.

The King smiled as Callope started to paly the first few bars pf Cannon, a favourite of his. He wondered whether she remembered or was it pure coincidence. He closed his eyes as he listened to it, lost in his thoughts.

Before long, she finished her rendition.

He opened his eyes....

"Please play it again."

The king stood, and walked behind her, and placed his hand on some exposed flesh of her shoulder, lightly caressing with his finger...

 

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Calliope flowed with the music, moving as she strummed the harp to the gorgeous flowing tune, playing again from the top as requested. She held her eyes slightly closed as he stood and she felt him appear behind him. The king.

She wasn't sure what exactly she felt, a tad disloyal, but reserved. She was doing this for her daughter, for the betterment of her bloodline. She knew his means, knew what he want, and made herself willing to give it to him. Despite loving her husband, she was never in love with him. Her feelings were a respect over time, fueled by the love for her daughter. He had given her that.

She could give him this. A royal bloodline. No he needn't know how

 

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The king stood behind his host listening to the music, hummimg gently along. For a while his own eyes were closed as he began to ggently massage hef shoulders, trying to get the right balance of easing her tensions in her muscles whilst not affecting her musical prowess.

He opened his eues ans saw hef fingers strumming the strings, soft gentle and delicte. His own fingerscwere still caressing her shoulders snd neck, occasioonally feeling the boned corset under her cream layer top.

He was aroused, and was atracted to Callope.

As her excellent rendition finished his mouth moved to her ear as he whispered

"Thankyou Callope, you do play very well." As hie finished speaking he kissed her lobe oh so very gently, his fingers still massaging her neck.

 

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"Thank you my lord. Praise coming from you is the highest I could ever receive." She said with a smile, shivering under his touch. His mouth on her ear. That was always such a sensitive area for her, one her husband spent little time getting to know.

She wondered what was next. She knew the end result of this, but not the means. Would he take her here, in the study? Insist upon going into one of the guest rooms?

 

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As Callope finished her rendition of Pachabel's Cannon, the king lent down to her ear again.

"Play something else please, something soothing, relaxing...."

Hi kissed her ear again before moving down to her neck leaving a trail of soft little kisses, his breaths close against her flesh.

His hands continued to caress, massage her neck and shoulders, as she started to play, he moved his lips away, sipping his wine.

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