Thread: The Queen's Harem! ...er...I mean...Retinue! (Javorcek X SomethingEsoteric)

Faith looked at her Queen perplexed, a queen that didnt want to be called a queen how strange. In her land people loved their titles, they clinged to them, they made them the most important thing, made them more important than the fibre of their character, if you were a serf then maybe your title was one to avoid however if you were a royal hand of some sort, a handmaiden or a judge, even just a third cousin of the inner sanctum of a house it was everything. She was the daughter, the first born daughter, the only child it never meant much to her personally and yet it meant everything to the world around her, it meant her location, it meant her lavish, it meant her penance and martyrdom, it was nothing and it was everything so a woman, the queen, who had everything but wanted, sincerely, outside of the public eye to be referred to as nothing it was odd in the least then again, she knew being just someone could be a heck of a lot more humanizing than the title that came before it even if that was no title at all. Lessons? She asked her confusion only growing it all was growing at least in how surreal it felt. As they gap between them was forcibly closed Faith grimaced, Danikas cloths were cool against her skin, but within seconds their collective body-heat did remedy, did warm her, -she felt comforted. The familiarity of lush fur couldnt soothe her soul like that of a warming embrace, like another human body woman, man, child, geriatric whatever just being held by another human it felt nice, that felt humanizing . It was amazing just how hot Danika was to the touch, Faith couldnt help but curl in closer and closer till there was not but bunched clothing between their bodies. She held her tight, no longer caressing her cheek against the fur of her cloak but now upon Danikas shoulder. Faith seemed a little detached, she was a little detached, it wasnt like back home trying to take comfort in the egregious, it was much warmer than that. Shouldnt it have been harder to really feel that way though? Shouldnt she feel cheap and shamed she was a slave now a slave from a lady, the hand on her lower back, finger tips tracing sensitive spots and maybe it wasnt resignation that made her tell herself she was ready for it too. At least there was a light at the end of this tunnel, one she could put her name stake into. Resigning herself to the fact her father would never come home alive, resigning herself to the fact her days as a lady were numbered, resigning herself to the fact her head would probably roll side by side with his, these were all hard, they all hurt but with time she could become numb to anything just the same as she could be excited, once upon a time. For the moment though it didnt hurt, it didnt sting, she wasnt excited that said she wasnt the sort of numb that glazed over the chilling sting of hurt either. She was warm, Better. and numb to the moment, even if the fingers tracing her delicate skin made her squirm ever so slightly. Clarissa thought back on that, her first day in this castle she probably hadnt been much different from the girl she was going to fairy away. Those days were over though, she was strong now, she was in control now, she was a sexual dynamo, she was poetry in motion, she was everything a man or woman could want and what theyd never understand, she was mysterious, she was seductive, she was what Dani, what the girls, what everyone needed to be but she was also nothing to herself and sometimes it was hard not to hurt about the fact she seemed very little beyond a good friend to the woman she was sure she loved. Alvera always seemed a little off guard when she was around, of course, and by all rights any other acting that way around her may be clear evidence! but after so many years dancing their dance without Alvera ever making a move or even hinting she may want to the discouraging nature of the times between began to brow beat her away from her own game. Alvera just seemed impervious to her, she seemed just as skilled at making sure her blows glance as those of anyone who would harm their queen. It was all so maddening, maddening enough to make her want to scream! Their arms were linked and yet she couldnt even feel the warmth of her skin she pined after, she said her name and yet Clare would have her cry it, they were close as close could be and yet so very far. Her eyes fell, Alvera was glad she stayed well good, right? Her presence brightened the castle well that was wonderful for the castles sake after all. Nobody could handle the girls like she could but what about herself? She was sure nobody could ever handle Alvera like she could given the chance. Alvera, Clarissa squeezed her arm and tried to steal her eyes, what if I st- and so did cruel fate twist. Before her explanation cleared her lips Alvera reached for the throne-room door. I want to talk to you Alvera wa- for a split second as the hysterics cleared it was almost like you could see Clarissas infinite reserve crack giving way to disappointment. Her hands followed the knights arms like they just could not accept the parting of ways. I would not want to leave you waiting Dani, you know better. She chuckled in an attempt to hide her sickly disappointments and woes. Woes for something, really, by all rights she shouldnt even be allowed to be upset about. After all, she was a piece in the retinue, she was Danikas, Clare didnt get to be courted so long as she was Danis did she? So this is the latest addition hmm? her eyes narrowing slightly as she found it on Danis face she knew, but she wasnt making it known, it would probably go far over Alveras head everything went over Alveras head! maybe part of why she loved the woman so desperately. -and no need to worry about the others so long as Im here, is there? Come again? A virgin? Clarissa chuckled and rolled her eyes, she had been too, that said, she hadnt been nearly as much a mouse as Faith, the virgin did. If I may Danika Clare paced across the room with grace and dignity as she took away Faiths removing the cloak from her shoulders and gently coaxing Danika to part from her. Faith grimacing visibly as the chill of the room once again alienated her from comfort, even though her posture reformed to utter perfection she felt like slumping down to a mess like the girls shed come with. Posture is perfect since you picked her its fair to assume her teeth also. She was a lady though shes been destitute for quite some time, a hearty cooked meal would serve her well shes practically withering away Danika. Clare was watching for more than just her reactions to the odd poke or prod, if they failed her posture, they didnt, I dont know Danika are you sure about this one? shes a doll and surely I dont mean that as a compliment. The matronly womans eyes parted from the alabaster flesh of their newest addition and found Danikas maybe just being cruel for the sake of it, maybe just being cruel because in a way in a way she was beginning to feel as though the rest of the world was being cruel to her. A long sigh passed her lips. Would you receive her nude in your chambers or did you have something less sensual in mind? whatever the case, shell need a bath and a light meal before anything. If Danika, her oldest, closest friend intended to withhold something from her? well, shed drag out her chance to play with her newest toy for as long as she could, her little way of passing back a little repayment in kind. Sure, she was Danis doting and humble servant but she also fancied herself a friend and after all, if not teaching each other lessons, what were good friends for? her eyebrow raised so ruefully it almost seemed she was asking the internal question allowed.