Herald of Steel

Alexander's stay in Thesalie turned from what he thought would only be a week or two of rest to nearly two months of residency, as he got caught up in various expected administrative tasks one after the other, delaying his return to Zanzan further and further.

One day it was meeting with the surrounding lords, the other day it was Gelene's fever, the next day it was surveying the places to build the cement kilns, another day it was settling disputes between the local people after that was the bad weather and then there was the simple case of Alexander simply being lazy.

The list of problematic days could go on.

And it was like that the harsh winter began to recede into spring, as by now it was close to February and everything was beginning to warm up.

Which was certainly good news for everybody.

Except for one- Lady Parthia.

Because although the weather was improving, her husband was not.

Perseus still continued to reside in his dreamscape, as he had been for the last six months, blissfully unaware of all that was happening around him.

And by now, there were some times when Lady Parthia was starting to wish the man would die just so that he would not have to suffer like this.

She had been also continuing to get tutelage from Ophenia for the entire time they were here, very discreetly of course and so, finally seeing no other cure, Lady Parthia decided to perform the 'ritual' with Alexander!

Lady Parthia was able to quickly let her thoughts be known to Alexander through Ophenia and fortunately got a quick response, with the lord agreeing to set her with an appointment one late afternoon in his personal bedroom.

*Cleak!*

The former queen entered the room at the appointed time with almost trembling anticipation and found Alexander sipping wine by the window, his head tilted gently towards the nearby river, which appeared simmering gold due to the setting sun.

The man was dressed in a light grey tunic with his top buttons open, showing off a lot of his fair, muscular chest, while below, he was paired with a pair of loose brown trousers that fluttered in the slight breeze coming from the nearby balcony.

"Ah my lady! Welcome." Sensing the entrance of a guest, Alexander quickly put down his glass and got up to greet her.

And received a bow in return.

But no verbal greeting.

Because Alexander noticed that the lady opposite to him was both blushing and shivering, her face a crimson tomato with an undercurrent of pale white.

It was apparent that she still could not believe what was about to do, the paired shame and dread somehow making her half paralyzed.

But to Alexander, this only seemed to add to her charms, as the man took another moment to once again appreciate the mature beauty in front of him.

Beautiful, curvy, and oozing with sensuality, Alexander found Lady Parthia to be dressed very fashionably especially considering what the proceeding act would entail.

She was wearing a golden gown, the one she had worn at the swearing ceremony, with silver chains with diamonds attached to it, donning a beautiful necklace and other jewelry,

Her raven hair was tied into a braided top bun, and her face gracefully accentuated by light makeup.

She looked like a true queen.

And as Alexander continued to observe, a silent flame quickly ignited in his heart.

He had many times the evil thought of forcefully taking her.

But was kept in check by his morality as well as the fear of possible consequences with the Tibian nobles.

Thus to be finally given the chance by the permission of the other willing side, it made him very happy.

'I will have to thank Ophenia and GL generously soon.' He even made a mental note.

And speaking of Ophenia, she was also here, right next to Lady Parthia.

She had chosen to escort the former royal and was also the architect behind Lady Parthia's current get up.

She remembered how Alexander's eyes had longingly tracked Lady Parthia in that party and to please her lord, she had specifically made her wear the exact same outfit.

In fact, even when they were back in the capital, Ophenia had asked Lady Parthia to make sure she packed it with her, saying the dress would aid in the ritual.

It took a while for Alexander to properly scan and appreciate Lady Parthia from head to toe, until finally, he broke the silence.

"Please come in my lady. Have a drink." Alexander gestured towards a comfortable chair while he personally poured a full cup for the lady, and then watched in slight awe how it was downed in almost a single gulp.

She seemed to have really needed that, just to take the edge off.

Lady Parthia's beating heart seemed to have calmed down a bit after that, as Alexander then started with some small talk, some banal pleasantries, like- how she was, how she was liking it here, how was the family, etc, etc.

"Are you sure you want to do through with this, my lady?" Until Alexander finally got to the point, producing a virtuous face and frankly saying, "I cannot guarantee a full recovery for your husband. Only my heartfelt prayers."

Alexander felt it was best not to oversell his capabilities.

And although one might think Alexander's open admittance to his limitations might sow some doubt in the lady, it was actually the opposite.

It instead worked more to set her mind at ease.

Because being a queen, she had seen her fair charlatans. And the common denominator in all of them was that they made solid promises that they had no hopes of keeping.

So Alexander's 'disclaimer' worked to prove as more of a genuine testament to his power.

Besides, when the gods were involved, who could say for certain anything?

.I'm sure. As long as my lord tries, I will be content with the judgment of the gods."Thus Lady Parthia confidently shot back.

While Alexander had to try hard not to curl his lips into a wicked smirk.

He was beginning to see the true allure of being a soothsayer, a cult leader, and all those other gurus who supposedly had mystical powers.

Perform one or two shoddy magic tricks, and you can get almost one, even a queen.

'I can easily see how Rasputin did it! Hahaha,' He happily mused, before standing up and gently posing,

"Then, let's get started, MY. The sun will set soon and the quicker we start the better."

Alexander was itching to taste like fine aged wine and thus gave an anticipating smile.

A smile that looked quite foreboding to Lady Parthia, as her womanly instincts tingled with danger.

Some tiny corner of her heart warned that laying with this man for the whole night might very well change her.

But after having come so far, there was no she was going to turn back.

"Yes, let's!" Thus the former queen stood up too and then brought herself close to the sunny balcony, where rays of orange light from the descending sun were filtering into the room.

And when they hit her ornate dress, the jewels on it began to gleam and sparkle like she was a fairy descending into the mortal realm.

Alexander was mesmerized.

It was exactly because Ophenia wanted to get this effect that she had chosen this dress.

Lady Parthia however did not give Alexander all day to gawk at her, perhaps due to feeling a bit shy, and wanting to get this over with as soon as possible, quickly attempted to get undressed.

"Here, let me help, my lady." And Ophenia was there to provide help, quickly getting behind the former queen to aid her in undoing the gown's complicated lacings in the back.

Then, for the next few minutes, Alexander felt like he was in an unboxing video, as Lady Parthia defenses were peeled off layer by layer.

First came off the upper portion of the gown, beneath which laid a black corset, while down below, as the gown was fully stripped, Alexander found a matching linen petticoat.

And even from that, Alexander could tell the kind of voluptuous body that lay underneath and his eyes blazed with anticipation.

Something that of course did not escape Lady Parthia, who instinctively worked to quickly cover her chest in shame.

But was instantly chided by Ophenia, "What are you going Lady Parthia? Arms to the side!"contemporary romance

The tone was cold and sharp, like that of a martinet officer.

It was obvious the girl had come to possess a lot of authority over her much elder counterpart.

And as evidence of that, hearing so Lady Parthia shivered, and quickly obeyed the command, enabling Alexander's eyes to salivate at the juicy shape as more and more of it was revealed by Ophenia, until the corset and petticoats too were shed in their entirety, revealing the third and last layer.

It was also the layer that Alxx loved the most,

For it was the underwear layer.

Or perhaps more accurately, the sting bikini layer, because that was what the former queen of Tibias was wearing.

A snow white triangle of a bra barely covering her nipples, and a T back thong that could not even hide her hair.

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