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Queen Octavia Alessendre' Korvosa The Opal had languished all morning in her room. Her lady in waiting constantly berating her to get up and greet the ladies seeking the favor of her son. Octavia did not wish to do this part of her duty. To get provide her kingdom with an heir worthy to rule. Her son the Prince her late Husband insisted on naming him Johann Alexi Korvosa the Second, though the pregnancy was a miracle as she doubted Johann the first was capable of impregnating anything other than her former handmaiden was shocking. No, it had finally come, she saw her mortality and her son was not one to carry Unther into the future.
She also knew that her son was as impotent, which was proven by sending nubile fertile maids to his room as well as magical testing. he was shooting blanks. No Octavia the Opal who was not a fan of sexual escapades with men would provide the suitor the necessary seed. It was all necessary for the continued strength of Unther and the Korsova line. Her LINE!
With that, she grabbed the vile and ringed the handmaiden to attend her. Linens and silk of the finest quality were draped over her womanhood, next to her favorite accessory, a thin silver metal belt with an opal eye with an emerald iris rested over her womb, a gift to allow her to remain youthful at least somewhat. Next came the dress. After that more resplendent jewels and her hair. Once secured she gestured to the woman who slipped out. Octavia sighed and then struck a regal pose as she walked out as she did for armed guards immediately fell in step two in front and two behind.
This was the procession as she made her way form her royal suite to the throne room. As she got to the Royal entrance her son was there decked out in the brocade and dress of his station and rank and she sighed, all the nubile princesses and noblewomen would via for his hand. It would be hard to watch but she would suffer through it. She knew in time the suitor would have to pass her tests when they did she would be ready and claim them the next Queen who will stand next to her son.
Her Steward a mouse of a man named Roderick was talking, but she had tuned him out watching the maids decorate for the unveiling of the candidates. So many she had bathed with had teased and a few more caressed. She wondered if she should just abandon this ordeal and use the potion to impregnate one of them instead. Alas, she knew she a bastard sired via magical means would mean nothing in accordance to the laws.
"Your Majesty four suitors have made it to this stage. The Crown Prince will get to officially meet them as well as your Highness. Please be gentle in your questioning, I would hate for you to have to repeat the issue with your former sister in the law Alexandra. You know how that turned out" He said concerned as always for his queen.
"You are right my dear Roderick, I miss Alexandra dearly and yes having to be thrust into that situation is not one I wish to repeat. I will ask have the ladies all signed the magical contracts?"The Opal asked leaning back taking time to relax just a bit before she must be fully regal.
Roderick bows again." Yes my Grace, each has signed the agreement. Form this event onward they cannot speak of the trials they have to endure. It is why there are only four. The four families understand the honor and opportunity as well as the consequences should they reveal too much."
"Splendid Roderick, now show them in. I am eager to see the women who have come to marry my son and provide Unther with a bold new Queen and the Korsova line!" Octavia says as she sits up her head chin slightly raised as she rests her hands in her lap to receive the ladies. Johann stood off to her right to greet them but they would come forth and supplant themselves before her throne, so she could get a clear look at them. Soon she would have her time, one to fix the mistake of her second husband and her fool of a son, with a new daughter and whatever child she sired form her own seed.
She also knew that her son was as impotent, which was proven by sending nubile fertile maids to his room as well as magical testing. he was shooting blanks. No Octavia the Opal who was not a fan of sexual escapades with men would provide the suitor the necessary seed. It was all necessary for the continued strength of Unther and the Korsova line. Her LINE!
With that, she grabbed the vile and ringed the handmaiden to attend her. Linens and silk of the finest quality were draped over her womanhood, next to her favorite accessory, a thin silver metal belt with an opal eye with an emerald iris rested over her womb, a gift to allow her to remain youthful at least somewhat. Next came the dress. After that more resplendent jewels and her hair. Once secured she gestured to the woman who slipped out. Octavia sighed and then struck a regal pose as she walked out as she did for armed guards immediately fell in step two in front and two behind.
This was the procession as she made her way form her royal suite to the throne room. As she got to the Royal entrance her son was there decked out in the brocade and dress of his station and rank and she sighed, all the nubile princesses and noblewomen would via for his hand. It would be hard to watch but she would suffer through it. She knew in time the suitor would have to pass her tests when they did she would be ready and claim them the next Queen who will stand next to her son.
Her Steward a mouse of a man named Roderick was talking, but she had tuned him out watching the maids decorate for the unveiling of the candidates. So many she had bathed with had teased and a few more caressed. She wondered if she should just abandon this ordeal and use the potion to impregnate one of them instead. Alas, she knew she a bastard sired via magical means would mean nothing in accordance to the laws.
"Your Majesty four suitors have made it to this stage. The Crown Prince will get to officially meet them as well as your Highness. Please be gentle in your questioning, I would hate for you to have to repeat the issue with your former sister in the law Alexandra. You know how that turned out" He said concerned as always for his queen.
"You are right my dear Roderick, I miss Alexandra dearly and yes having to be thrust into that situation is not one I wish to repeat. I will ask have the ladies all signed the magical contracts?"The Opal asked leaning back taking time to relax just a bit before she must be fully regal.
Roderick bows again." Yes my Grace, each has signed the agreement. Form this event onward they cannot speak of the trials they have to endure. It is why there are only four. The four families understand the honor and opportunity as well as the consequences should they reveal too much."
"Splendid Roderick, now show them in. I am eager to see the women who have come to marry my son and provide Unther with a bold new Queen and the Korsova line!" Octavia says as she sits up her head chin slightly raised as she rests her hands in her lap to receive the ladies. Johann stood off to her right to greet them but they would come forth and supplant themselves before her throne, so she could get a clear look at them. Soon she would have her time, one to fix the mistake of her second husband and her fool of a son, with a new daughter and whatever child she sired form her own seed.
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