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Chapter 1: Silver Tongue
I am the servant of the high Queen of Eir. Our nation is a rich paradise of green plants, blue gems and golden adornments amid the harsh arid desert waste. Our power is unmatched and our wealth the envy of all nations.
I am of the lowest class, though my station is of the greatest duty. I serve the Queen as she leads our great nation.
My duty is to serve her in all capacities. I thought I had served her every need. However, this belief would soon be challenged.
One day I was bringing food to her Majesty in her spacious alabaster chambers. She had finished bathing, and was now laying out to dry, splayed naked on her large floor level bed of silken cushions, and half covered with thin sheets. It was common for her to allow her servants to witness her naked. But the regular sight of it never diminished its splendor in my eyes. Her chamber was empty of all other servants. She must be seeking privacy.
I placed the tray at her feet, and swiftly bowed to leave. “Tell me servant boy.” She said with her powerful, yet feminine voice. I stopped where I stood.
“You are quite young, are you not?”
“Yes, your Majesty.” I said, standing up straight. “But I am of marrying age.”
“Have you ever lain with another?” she said, her gaze was fierce.
“N-no your Majesty. Your law forbids the coupling of servants, and I have served you and your palace all my life.”
“You came into my service as a child? That is unusual. What you say of the law is true but only of males and females. Such couplings would produce offspring. Have you not lain with a man?”
“No, my Queen. I have felt no such desire.”
“So it would seem. But you are still young. Perhaps such desires have yet to surface.”
“Yes my Queen.”
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Chapter 1: Silver Tongue
I am the servant of the high Queen of Eir. Our nation is a rich paradise of green plants, blue gems and golden adornments amid the harsh arid desert waste. Our power is unmatched and our wealth the envy of all nations.
I am of the lowest class, though my station is of the greatest duty. I serve the Queen as she leads our great nation.
My duty is to serve her in all capacities. I thought I had served her every need. However, this belief would soon be challenged.
One day I was bringing food to her Majesty in her spacious alabaster chambers. She had finished bathing, and was now laying out to dry, splayed naked on her large floor level bed of silken cushions, and half covered with thin sheets. It was common for her to allow her servants to witness her naked. But the regular sight of it never diminished its splendor in my eyes. Her chamber was empty of all other servants. She must be seeking privacy.
I placed the tray at her feet, and swiftly bowed to leave. “Tell me servant boy.” She said with her powerful, yet feminine voice. I stopped where I stood.
“You are quite young, are you not?”
“Yes, your Majesty.” I said, standing up straight. “But I am of marrying age.”
“Have you ever lain with another?” she said, her gaze was fierce.
“N-no your Majesty. Your law forbids the coupling of servants, and I have served you and your palace all my life.”
“You came into my service as a child? That is unusual. What you say of the law is true but only of males and females. Such couplings would produce offspring. Have you not lain with a man?”
“No, my Queen. I have felt no such desire.”
“So it would seem. But you are still young. Perhaps such desires have yet to surface.”
“Yes my Queen.”
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