Thread: A God's Desire, A Mortal's Need (MoonsBlackWolf x Loverraiden)

The life of a queen was simple in many ways. The majority of her life was spent grooming her to be a proper queen and a good wife. She was taught every bit of manners and etiquette that was befitting of a queen. She could eat the fanciest meal and use every utensil correctly, properly greet all dignitaries, speak politely when necessary, and knew exactly what is expected of the wife and queen. Oh yes she had been raised to be the best queen possible. But...she wished she could've gone to school and lessons with other girls. She could read and write the basics, this was true, but other fields of education were not deemed a requirement for a queen. Iris had spent her life wanting to do more than just be a future wife and queen. She wanted to learn mythology, to ride a horse instead of a carriage, read novels, even be able to do simple things like sewing! Instead, she was stuck in her lifestyle of basic knowledge and was presented to the prince and future king, Orpheus, at the tender age of 13 years old. Her family was royalty from their ancestors in another kingdom and had great favor from the current King. Their families spent much time together and despite getting along with Orpheus she was not in love with him. But as she was taught, the duty of the wife and queen was to support, honor, and respect her husband and King. Marriage was for power, not love. So she did as she was required and when they were both adults they were promptly married in a rather large and flamboyant public ceremony. It was not something she would've picked. No, she would've liked a private ceremony on a beach with the ocean air blowing around them. Again, she was not given the chance to pick this. As the years passed their marriage was not really better or worse. It was more of a friendship for Iris, she felt no love or desire for her husband. He desired her physically, oh that much was true. He often took advantage of their marital bed and she returned the affection given with as much enthusiasm as possible. The King never seemed unsatisfied with her body or performance and that was enough for her. She supported her husband in all things, stood by his side faithfully with a smile on her face, and to the Kingdom of Pylos and the world they were a happy couple. In truth neither was unhappy in the relationship but it didn't seem that either of them knew how to improve it. Still she remained a loyal and adoring wife to him. Every day she went to the temple of the gods to pray for help. Iris knelt at the altar and pleaded with the god Anteros to help her in her marriage. She would beg for the wisdom, for the ability to love her husband and receive love back. Iris wished she desired her husband as a wife should, to crave his touch. She thanked Anteros for the loving friendship she had with Orpheus but...she whispered to him how her heart was breaking. That she needed more than this...she couldn't live her life without geniune love that took your breath away and make your stomach flip. It hurt so much. Wiping a few fallen tears away, she stood and went to exit the empty temple to her escorted carriage outside. Her long white gown fitted around her top pleasant showing a little cleavage while being appropriate. Her jewelry was all done in gold and jade, her favorite stone. Her long brunette locks were pulled up into complex knots and twists done by her maids, showing the unusually bright green eyes shining beneath. She walked into the warm morning air, the sun shining brightly above, prepared to head back home.