Lucy Wickshire 28 Chapter Four 6

The king had finished work for the day; at least as much as he could take without breaking, and made his way to his chambers for the night. Usually on his arrival, he would be welcomed by an army of servants and attendants who helped him prepare for bed. But walking into his chambers, he found no one. He looked back in question at his attendants who had been following behind him to find the last person's retreating back. Since when was the king left unaccompanied. Not even guards stood by his door.

He cautiously made his way to the array of swords hanging from his wall. Plucking one quickly, he armed himself and made way towards the person veiled by the curtains on his bed.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Come closer my king, I don't bite. Not yet anyway." a female voice answered from behind the curtain.

Cautiously walking over, he patted the bed curtains and frowned. He knew this woman. She was the court lady that the queen had brought with her from her home country as part of her dowry.

The way she was dressed caused the suspicion that his wife was up to no good, increase in his mind. She had nothing but a thin layered robe tied to her frame by the waist. The neckline was beyond plunging and her long legs were exposed to his eyes. Still, she might have as well worn nothing, as the robe did nothing to hide her perked voluminous b.r.e.a.s.t.s or any part of her body at all.

"Don't worry, your wife did not send me. After all, she thinks you are about to enter the grave, talk more of having the strength for matters of pleasure." she smiled and raised a brow at the sword in his hand.

"Then, why are you here?"

"Because I know you are strong enough."

"So you have come to offer your body to this king?" he asked.

"My king, I'm hurt you did not even think to ask my name." she pouted in a spoilt manner.

"I know who you are, Lady Raine."

"Do you really? You, like all others, but know my first name. But you are forgiven. After all, it is a name even I have not dare to respond to for years." she said, propping herself into a sitting position to lean on the head rest.

"Speak wisely, as my sword has no patience." the king urged.

"Teel. My last name is Teel." she said and the king seemed to have entered a trance. Notting the look of recognition on his face, she continued.

"Yes, that Teel. The same Teel family that have led the Mercenary Alliance since the beginning of time. I am sole heir to the Teel family. Mistress of the Mercenary Alliance and commander of the Jade Hand." she said casually, as though the words she uttered were very common.

"What do you want?" the king s.h.i.+vered as he lowered his sword. The Mercenary Alliance was one thing, but the Jade Hand? He tried to think of a time when he had offended them.

"I want your queen's life. Not just her life, I want her world to crumble. I want her to feel pain never before felt." she said darkly and the king visibly relaxed.

" I know you have a sure way to dispose of her. But you have not taken into account her brother, the king of Northern Lan. Because of the shear size of her homeland, killing her would bring upon you a war you can never hope to win." she said and seductively crawled on all fours towards him.

"Even if I cannot kill her, I can take her crown; therefore, cutting off her arm." he watched her reached him with ease.

"She may have committed a crime of theft, but Northern Lan treasury is filled with gold. Her crimes could be washed away by her Brother who can pay double the debt. I hear he just endorsed the building of a sanctuary in his capital, and the religion has conferred an overseer to the sanctuary. One word from the Religion and she is cleared of all sins. You, the almighty king refusing to give the mother of your only son the crown back will be viewed as heartless." she said as she undid his trousers.

"You have a solution?" he asked. Truthfully, he had thought ahead and had seen that far. But he had decided to deal with the when the time arrived. He savoured the feeling of her hands as she pulled out his manhood that had harden to a stiff rod into full light.

"Marry me. When she is disposed, I will fill the gap. Who else to shut up them up than the heir to the Teel family?" she said stroking his ember and he dropped his sword.

He was slightly angered under the pleasurable sensation. When the Teel family landed in the hands of a female successor, she chose her husband; Just as well as a man could. No one had ever refused a marriage proposal from the Teel family. It was impossible. Did he even have a choice? Yet she had to propose half naked, taking away his rationality. Even though he had so many questions, he could not truly concentrate. All he saw before him was a naked woman stroking him where one ought not to.

He reached out his hand and grabbed one of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He heard her take in a sharp breath when he roughly rubbed her sensitive nipples, and then he knew. She was new to matters of the bed chamber.

"One would have thought you had done this before, looking at how skilled you were at seducing me." he said pus.h.i.+ng her unto the bed.

She did not redden in embarra.s.sment. She instead smiled seductively as she spread wide her legs.

"A good deal is best sealed in blood." she said as he entered her without mercy.