The Opal and the Prize[Closed for JadeKnight]

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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.
 
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Princess Godiva Tudor was born differently than other girls. Due to being born as a hermaphrodite, her parents weren't quite certain how to raise her. It was a secret they had felt needed to be protected from the world, trying their best to keep it hidden from those outside her royal household. The whole idea of marrying her off was considered out of the question from the start.

She was the eldest of three girls, but she wasn't groomed to be married off from a young age. As such, they allowed to choose her own things to do as she grew up. She picked up training in horsemanship, the sword, and a moderate deal of training in the magical arts. Though her parents knew it was inevitable, they did their best to keep her from any sort of physical relationship.

That was until Godiva's parents received word of the Queen Korvosa's attempt to find a wife for her son. While it would been a bit of a fall in honor for their tactic, at least to their opinion, it was seen as the best way to get Godiva out from their rule. They eagerly responded to the summoning, sending Godiva out to be a possible suitor.

That was how Godiva found herself waiting in line with three other young woman,only a few days after her 18th birthday. Waiting on her turn to move forward, her slender fingers removed a loose piece of dust from the hip of her dress. Once it was her turn, she moved gracefully forward to stand in front of the Queen. She gave a sweet smile as she curtsied for a moment.

"I am Princess Godiva Tudor, m'lady. I am honored to be here and wish to thank you for inviting me."
 
Octavia lifted a brow at the site of Princess Godiva. She was after all a long shot and a mystery to most of the noble players.Her beauty for those who had the fortune to gaze upon her knew her to be one of the most sought after sights in the seven kingdoms. Octavia could tell the woman was exactly as the rumors told.

As she stared at the angelic Godiva she smiled and vestured for her to rise. " Princess Godiva Tudor, The Angel on Earth. I am surprised you came, Your parents must have finally taken off the leash. I am honored you have come and it will be a pleasure getting to know such a rare beauty as you. Pray come closer so I may see you better"

The queen wanted to get her close to touch her. The evident beauty of this youth girl stirred back those feelings she had with Alexandra the first time she had caught a glimpse of her former sister in law. She would truly have fun with such a woman, one she suspected had her chastity still intact.
 
"My Queen, I..."

Godiva trailed off, a little loss of words on how to respond. She had always been told she was beautiful, despite her flaw. However, none had called her an angel before. It caught her off-guard and made her cheeks blush softly. She glanced down for a moment before raising herself back up once more.

Happy to have the attention, she rose herself a little tall as she could, although she was only 5'5". She placed her hands on her stomach over each other as she stepped closer to the queen.

"As you wish m'queen."
 
Octavia leaned forward showing ever the hint of her cleavage. Despite her age, it was still youthful and firm. Though not as perky as the woman before her, but no less impressive. This also allowed the princess to see her long bare neck that held a simple platinum chain with a fire opal cut in the shape of House Korsovas' crest the Hare.

Octavia's green eyes drank in the sight of such an enchanting creature that she found her self scooting closure to the edge of her ornate throne. It was some sort of palpable aura that she felt her self getting caught in Godivas' gravity. Almost unknowingly Octavias hand reached up, her delicate yet strong fingers brushing the stray strands of Godivas hair from her face. Following that, which could have been written off as a mere polite courtesy the Queen let her hand cup softly the young woman's face.

She held it there letting her hand drink in the feel of the youthful and flawless warm flesh beneath. This prompted the Queen to gently let her thumb stroke the soft natural slope of the woman's cheek before letting the whole hand guide Godiva's youth Visage to her own.

There she locked eyes with the younger woman, her cheeks showing a hint of red from the general desire building within. Octavia wanted this nubile woman. She wanted to lock lips with her and tease her until she whimpered in pleasure to her machinations. However, she slowly pulled her hand away.

" Princess Godiva of House Tudor, such an Angellic face and humble soul is greatly admired. I will have to test you more personally to see if you are fit for my son. However, you have captured my attention and are welcome to seek my audience later should you wish it. For now, go stand and observe for three more suitors await" Octavia delivered the line first with a stern hunger which eventually went to a more stoic and firm voice of command. Despite it all, she was the Queen and she was a princess. A suitor for her son, not her plaything. All of this even the full inspection was to continue her legacy, Unthers' legacy, and the legacy of House Korsoce into the future. Which meant her only current heir would need to somehow claim a child. This was the only way.
 
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Godiva's eyes widened a little as the queen leaned forward, allowing the princess a view of the queen's modest bust. Her eyes did shift away a little out of modesty, but she couldn't bring herself to look away fully. This was certainly not what she was expecting to happen, nor the actions that followed.

Her cheeks blushed more brightly at the touch of the queen's hand cupping her face. She wasn't sure what to do at that point, her fingers curling into the material of her dress at her hips. She had been close to others before, but there was something different about the way the queen was acting.

She released her breathe that she didn't realize she had been holding when the queen spoke.

"Of course, my queen. As you command."

She gave another curtsy for a moment before turning and heading over to where the other three candidates were waiting. She could see a bit of jealousy in their eyes at how the queen had acted towards her instead of them, but she just held her head high as she had been taught.
 
Octavia smiled as she watched the princess blush and gently let her hand to gesture to gonover to stand in the line. Octavia would love to see more of Godiva. Such a beautiful young woman whom was full of youth and vigor. A woman she once was herself. She smirked as she looked over ignoring the next suitor some brunette from Argeta. She was a cafe ola skin she looked frustrated and disingenuous to be here. Octavia said nothing to this one and continued on.

The next was some short haired woman from the islands. She was plump in all the right places but features where not as striking as Godiva. Following her was a red haired woman from her own kingdom. A house she hated, and in the end wouldn't pick. She was here to use whatever she learned as leverage as she was disposable. It was ugly and political.

In the end when all was said and done her son began to bow to all the ladies. " Roderick show the ladies to their lodgings" Octavia watched as Roderick began to clap and maids began to flutter in. They would introduce themselves. Before the maid came up to Godiva, Octavia stood and walked over to the blonde.

" Princess Godiva, please wait with me for a minute would you. I wish to ask a few questions away from the others." she said reaching out to let her hand touch the younger woman's shoulder, then slowly slid her hand down Godivas arm until it came to the younger woman's. Octavia gently squeeze it and smiled. Thougj it was a warm smile it hid the fact that she wanted to do more.
 
Godiva was scared on the inside of what was to come next, but she tried not to show it. She had no idea what the trials were going to be like, but the princess felt certain they would be the end of this all. She didn't think that the prince would want her as she was, that this was all just a fantasy to get married.

When the queen spoke that they be sent to their lodging, she took a step forward. However, she was stopped by the hand on her shoulder and the queen's gentle voice. She looked back over her shoulder at the queen before following the gently passage of the hand along her arm. She blinked for a moment at the gentle squeeze, nodding gently.

"Of course m'queen."

She turned to face Octavia, a soft smile and questioning look on her face. She could only hope to enjoy the hospitality and kindness shown to her for as long as it was given.

"I am yours to ask."
 
Octavia smiled as the gorgeous young blonde turned she couldn't hide it. She looked over the girl, no young woman, and just admired her for a minute. When she replied to her question, The Queen stopped unsure of what to say next.

"I..yes, Godiva I must ask why have you come for the hand of my son? Your sisters have done the courting rituals though it was you who should have done this, why now, why him?"She asked wishing to know more and wonder why she wasn't already claimed.

"Sorry, where are my manners, come let us sit in my parlor "Octavia says as she takes the hand she is holding and leads the woman towards the curtains draped behind the throne.

She pulled apart a small opening to show a little couple of chairs and tables as well as small bookshelves in front of a window. She often would sit her and read or take tea or meals when listening to advisors or petitioners. Octavia lead the woman over to the couch and offered her to sit.

"Please take a seat, I'll call for a servant to bring us some tea"She said smiling hoping her line of questioning wasn't too stressful.
 
The Queen's appraisal of her for that silent minute only helped to deepen the blush she had from earlier. She was used to getting such looks from the men, but it was quite different coming from the Queen, a woman of all things.

"I-"

The princess barely got a word in to answer Octavia's question when she was gently guided behind the throne. She looked around for a moment before carefully taking the offered seat, smoothing the wrinkles from her dress. She smiled sweetly and shook her head.

"It's quite fine ma'am. This was actually more of my parents' idea to try and become a wife for your son. There are...reasons according to them. I believe they felt it would do well for their honor, and get me from under their charge."

She folded her hands over each other in her lap as she admired the little room. She didn't understand that she was already the number one choice for the queen. She just figured this was the first in the trials that she was going to be tested on. She looked to the queen for a moment.

"What sort of trials do you have planned for us?"
 
Octavia rang a bell via a string. It would alert a maid to fetch her tea. As she did she replied."I see, your mother was always a crafty one. Its true you baring the next regent would be a great honor to your house and such an alliance is more fruitful to her than to my kingdom."

Octavia slightly turned to look at the Godiva. She was stunning she wanted to get the woman from her dress and explore the youthful nectar she suspected had never been tasted. Such an angelic fruit just sitting there to pluck. As she spoke Octavia passed the empty chair she normally sat in and instead sat right beside Godiva.

"That is a bold question"The Queen says as she gingerly let her hand drape onto the leg of Godiva. She giggled at the absurdity of it all, to think this woman was here and wanting to spread her legs for her oafish baffoon of a son. Godiva could have any royal or noble she wanted and yet she suspected her mother wanted her married off so the other two would be taken as more serious contenders.

"I won't fault you my dear Godiva," she paused pulling her hand away to once more reach up and brush away locks of golden hair to reveal a cute naked ear. as she half turned, now in profile to the window she leaned forward using the other hand to brace herself on the thigh of Godiva.Octavia The Opal whispered into the younger woman's ear."It's a cunning one too. Shows initiative. What I want to know is why not set out and find your own lover? You are next in line to the throne are you not?"

Octavia asked hovering there her lips inches from the Godivas'. Hot breath beat on to the exposed skin of the young maiden. She was literally a fingers width from the girl's face. If that wasn't enough the hand on Godivas' thigh began to lightly run up and down the fabric atop it, teasing gently through it. It was surreal even with Octavias restraint.
 
Godiva blinked for a moment as her question was called bold. It seemed to be a perfectly reasonable thing to ask to her. She was about to respond when Octavia leaned closer to her, brushing a golden lock from her hair. She tried not to shift in her chair, not quite sure how to react.

"I-"

If Godiva could, she wanted to crawl away with the embarrassment that she was feeling at the whole situation. They were very personal questions, one which she had no idea how to answer. Her parents had told her to never let another know of her secret, lest she brought shame to her family.

Her feet shuffled a little on the floor, feeling the warm breathe of the queen against her skin. She felt herself getting hot for some reason, much as she would for some man. It was all very new and disconcerting to her, trying her best to focus. She was happy she had wrapped herself carefully beneath her dress, hoping she wouldn't be outed right then and there.

"Yeess...ma'am. But i didn't for the shame of things."

She wanted to fan herself to cool down, but it felt as if she could barely breathe, her breasts rising and falling a little faster beneath her dress.
 
Octavia let her self to lean even closer her lips barely caressing the houng woman's ear before she blows into it before pulling back. She kept one hand on the girls leg as the other rested on her back.

" I understand shame. Painfully so. Tell me Godiva you studied magic right?" Octavia asked reaching up now and then to play with Godivas hair now and then. As she did she continued to stroke the thigh of Godiva smiling and blusbing as she awaited the womans answer.
 
Godiva caught her breathe for a moment as the queen blew on her earlobe. This was all quite new, at least with another woman. She wasn't quite sure how to handle it all. While the attention was pleasurable, it was frightening a little at how her body was reacting. Her fingers curled slightly in the material of her dress.

"Yes ma'am...Among other things. My teacher says I was a quick study, but I don't think I am good enough to be a master or the like."

Her toes curled a little inside her heels, trying to deal with the wonderful sensations the queen was giving her while not completely understanding the attention.
 
" That is wonderful! Then I'll tell you about the contract."Octavia says her face brimming with a smile as a maid appeared with tea. " The contract will if one breaks it cause them to experience a painful wrack in their body any time they seek to reveal the suitor process. No matter what it is. Its to protect the testing criteria. As well as the dignity of those envolved. "

She takes the tea and sends the woman away. She sits back down next to Godiva and hands her a cup of freshly poured tea." Honey and cream, sugar, spices. Your choice my dear" she says as she pours her own.

"I tell you as I understand the frustrations of a princess pent up in a lofty tower. I have met and friended several of them" Octavia says takinga sip before her hand goes down to touch your knee.
 
"Oh. Well, I will try to behave then. Honey and cream is fine ma'am."

She took the cup in her hands, holding one palm beneath the cup like a saucer as she lifted the tea to her lips with the other. She was grateful for a drink of something, but it didn't seem to cool that heat within that the Queen seemed to have started.

"I have no intentions of revealing the process ma'am."

She blinked for a moment at the queen's words, still blushing. She tilted her head a little curiously, having an idea of what her words meant. However, she wasn't quite certain.

"What do you mean ma'am?"
 
" Godiva you are such a dutiful and loyal girl. I would be honored to have you in my house."Octavia says her hand creeping up slowly along her thigh as she uses the other to set her tea down on the table.

" As for your magical study that is impressive I myself dabbledlearning to extend my youth and vitality. Which I am greatly appreciative for. I can do many other things with it too"she leta her hand come up to pull out the pins in her own hair. Cascades of grey white hair fell around her shoulders. She smiled as she leaned in and spoke.

" As for friends, let me show you" with that the Queen moves one hand sliding further up your thigh before she leans over and let's her lips size yours . Her older tea wetted lips pressing to yours holding it their before she pulls slowly away and looks into your eyes mere inches away. The lusterious brown eyes smirking in satisfaction as she smiles, watching what happened next to the young woman.
 
"I would be honored to be a part of your household ma'am."

My eyes flicker down towards the creeping hand, not really sure what to do. I look back up as she undoes her hair, watching it cascade down. It is a beautiful sight to see. My eyes blink as she leaned closer, a loss for words. My eyes widen even more at the sweet kiss, my first kiss.

As she pulls away, my fingers are holding a little tighter around the cup of tea. I am at a loss for words at the action, my tongue tentatively running over my lips at the taste of tea.

"Is..are you sure ma'am? I..I am an open book..."

I'm not sure if those are really the words to say, but they spill out nonetheless.
 
" Are you truly Godiva? Tell me did you like that kiss?"Octavia asked as she began to move up higher on her inner thigh before pulling away and slipping her hand between the knees parting tthem so her hand could rest between. Currently it was on the cushion of the couch as she leaned in and kissed the lips of Godiva again.

Thi kiss brought the elder womans lips hard against Godivas it was clearly aggressive as her other hand reached up to grip your hair and hold you their. She began to move slightly seeking to part the blondes lips and let her tongue dance along side the girls. It would be a beautiful dance entwined together, taking it all in.

Once given a chance she lwta her tongue slip kn and touch Godivas. Using her experience she lets it swirl about the tip before turning her head and letting it hug her tongue.

Not to let Godiva have too much a chance to recover she pulled her hand from between the girls knees and let it slid up from stomach to right under her bust. She tickled the edge of the fabric before lettinf her fingers slide along and squeeze the firm yet supple breast of her sons suitor.
 
"I, I.."

Godiva couldn't find the words to answer the queen, her mind spinning at what was happening. There was a mixture of fear, pleasure, and excitement coursing through her body. Not knowing what to do, her fingers tightened around the tea cup she was hold between them.

Her eyes widen as her soft lips were engulfed by the queen's. It was only natural o her for her lips to part, allowing Octivia's warm tongue in. It took a few moments before her eyes closed, her tongue awkwardly playing with the queen's. Her breathe caught for a moment as her young breast was squeezed, absently pressing into that squeezing hand.

If the queen had explored further up the princess's thighs and waist, she would have found that the princess had a thick wrapping beneath her dress rather than the normal thin undergarments.
 
Octavia loved the feel of the girl in her hands and on her lips. She was the infusion her family needed. Octavia would make sure she passed the test. Godiva would become her sons wife, and her lover.

The Queen slowly pulled her lips from the younger womans and pulled back a bit to whisper in her ear." Tell me Princess, how does it feel. Being kissed son passionately for your first time?"

The Queen didn't remove her hand as she went to find the womans nipple through the cloth. When she finds it she will begin to rub it and smile.

" I am going to gobble you up and make you mine Princess" she says leaning down and kissing the girls neck resting her lips there savoring it,suckling it.
 
Godiva gulped nervously at the question, licking his lips lightly for a moment. The queen's taste was different from any she had before. A part of her wanted to explore more, while she was still holding onto the fear of being rejected. Her voice was soft and quivering as she tried to find the words to respond.

"It..was...pleasurable.."

A soft moan fell from her lips as her nipple was rubbed softly, both of her nipples poked against the fabric of her dress. She still was unsure what to do with her hands. She finally pulled her left hand from her tea cup, leaving it palmed as her free hand reached up to rest on the back of the queen's head. She obediently shifted her head to give Octavia more access to her slender neck as her eyes closed.
 
the Queen smiled her inkling was growing stronger and stronger. She was stronger with each tease. She was even excited the Princess was getting comfortable feeling her slemder hand on her head. This urged her on kissing further down the exposed neck to her shoulder. It was getting to the edge of her dresses him line.

As she kisse her other hand began to reach up and pull down exposing the breast to the air. Quickly she used her fingers to size the nipple and roll it gently between them. She held this up until her mouth hit the edge of the dress.

She pulled her lips away and rose up to look at Godiva. " Princess Godiva, do you want more?" she asked sitting up letring her hand continue to tease and taunt your firm breast. She wouldn't do more until she got her answer.
 
A soft gasp was heard as her breasts were exposed to the queen's experienced fingers. The fright was welling up, as well as the pleasure. She wanted to stop Octavia, to keep her secret. However, she couldn't deny the pleasure she was being given.

She wanted to rub her thighs together, but Octavia's hand on the cushion prevented her from doing so. Thus, she ended up squeezing her thighs around Octavia's arm. She whimpered at the teasing, biting on her bottom lip. Her breasts heaved up and down as she looked at the queen.

"Please majesty...don't...stop..."

Though her words were trying to be a plea for the queen to stop, it was most likely going to be taken as otherwise.
 
Octavia began to move her movements positioning you now so you were almost laying on the couch. When you uttered the words"Please majesty...don't...stop..."
She definitely shifted you to lay on your back as she crawled up and smiled.

"I am gonna open you up to pleasures only another woman can give you!" The Opal of the empire, the Queen of Queens hovered over you as she got on her knees and straddled your hips her hands now up and freeing your breasts smiling a devilish smile before she leaned back over and kissed you passionately on the lips.

Once more tongues entwined and danced while a hand worked its way down your slender neck to your chest. It lingered they're teasing the naked nubile flesh with her fingers before once more moving down teasing you through the fabric of your dress until it hovered at your navel.
 
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