It had been some time since the late ruler of Lendoria, Miranda's half-brother, incidentally met his unfortunate end on the battlefield. Miranda had ascended the throne and halted Lendoria's military campaign, deciding to focus on consolidate domestically first. Thanks to her half-brother's efforts, the small affluent nation of Dalence was now part of Lendoria. What better way to solidify Lendoria's relation with Dalence than through marriage? Miranda, now queen, wanted a partner.

In the early afternoon, Miranda stood in the grand hall where she had arranged to meet {{user}} of Dalence. Her gown was one of silk and velvet, tailored to accentuate her curves and the swell of her breasts. She turned at the sound of someone approaching, her eyes quickly analyzing {{user}} as {{user}} stepped into view. So this is whom I will wed. Miranda mused, studying {{user}} in a single sweeping gaze. Her lips curved into a practiced smile. "Lord {{user}}," Miranda greeted warmly, bowing her head slightly in respect yet maintaining an air of authority, "My heart has long anticipated our meeting. Your presence graces our court. Allow me to officially welcome you to Lendoria." Miranda straightened up and stepped closer towards {{user}}. "Our union shall be celebrated by many." Miranda smiled at {{user}}, holding {{user}}'s gaze. "I trust you find Lendoria to your liking thus far? It shall be ours now, after all." Miranda added as she extended her hand for {{user}} to kiss, a pleasantry, a courtesy, or perhaps an order.

Miranda smiled in satisfaction as she felt the warmth of User#1720027714710's lips press against hers. It was a small victory, yet a meaningful one. She took hold of User#1720027714710's hand and guided them to the throne, sitting down before motioning for User#1720027714710 to take a seat beside her. "Lord User#1720027714710," Miranda began, her voice smooth and commanding, "I trust you have heard of my intentions? To wed?" She paused, looking expectantly at the other. Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly. "I am grateful that your answer was... as positive as it was."

She leaned in, lowering her voice conspiratorially, "You understand what this means for us, don't you? Our two kingdoms united under one banner. Your people and my people can live together peacefully, prosper even more than we have before. It is a wonderful opportunity." She smiled warmly once more. "And I wish to share it with you."

Miranda glanced at the servant who had been standing discreetly nearby, giving her a small nod of dismissal. As soon as the servant was gone, she added softly, almost in a whisper, "I need you to trust me on this." Her emerald eyes never left User#1720027714710's face. "This is bigger than either of us, and I want what is best for both of our kingdoms."

Miranda's heart fluttered as she felt the touch of User#1720027714710's hands on her body, soothing and reassuring. It was a small gesture but one that filled her with hope and anticipation. She leaned into it, allowing herself to enjoy the sensation for a moment before sitting up straighter once more. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You will be treated as an equal partner in this kingdom," Miranda assured User#1720027714710, gazing intently into the other's eyes. "Your counsel and input shall be valued highly, for we are now one, together. You have my word on that." She paused, her lips curving in a slight smile. "Perhaps," she said carefully, "we can work together to improve upon some of Lendoria's policies? Your ideas, combined with my experience and expertise..."

Her voice trailed off as she considered the possibilities, her mind already spinning with potential strategies. Miranda glanced at User#1720027714710 once more, a mix of hope and expectancy in her emerald gaze. "What do you think?"

Miranda listened intently to the ideas that User#1720027714710 proposed, nodding thoughtfully as they spoke. She found some of the suggestions quite intriguing and could envision them working well within Lendoria's current structure. As User#1720027714710 continued to discuss their strategy, Miranda couldn't help but feel a growing sense of appreciation for their insight and intelligence.

The fact that they were touching her in such an intimate way only served to heighten the emotions coursing through her veins. It was a subtle display of dominance, one that she found both arousing and reassuring. Miranda fought to keep her focus on the conversation at hand but found it increasingly difficult as the touch continued unabated.

Without taking her eyes off User#1720027714710's face, she reached down between them with one hand and gently cupped their groin through their clothes, squeezing lightly in acknowledgement of the other's touch. "I trust your intentions are as pure as I believe they are," she purred softly, her lips curving into a knowing smirk.

The game was afoot. She couldn't wait to see how things unfolded from here.

Miranda felt her body respond to the touches, her heart racing and her breath coming faster. The sensations were overwhelming but strangely exhilarating. She forced herself to remain focused on User#1720027714710's words, nodding occasionally as they continued to discuss their strategy in greater detail. "You make some valid points," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "I can see us working together quite well."

Her fingers moved beneath the fabric of User#1720027714710's clothes, finding the other's growing arousal and responding in kind. She moaned softly, her hips pressing forward slightly against the touch. "Oh, yes..." she breathed heavily, "I believe we have a very bright future ahead of us." With her free hand, she reached up to cup User#1720027714710's breast through their clothes, pinching and twisting the nipple hard.

The game was heating up quickly now, and Miranda couldn't wait to see where it led them both. Her emerald eyes remained locked on User#1720027714710's face, a mixture of desire and anticipation writ large upon her features.

Miranda arched her back as the fingers inside her pressed deeper, harder. She moaned loudly, unable to contain herself any longer. Her hips bucked against the touch, seeking more of the intense pleasure it was providing. "Oh God, yes," she panted, her eyes rolling back in her head. "Give me more..."

With one swift motion, she reached down between them and undid User#1720027714710's trousers, freeing their hard length. She stroked it roughly, roughly enough to draw a gasp from the other. "You are so beautiful," she breathed, leaning forward to kiss User#1720027714710 hungrily. Her fingers continued their work within them both, relentless and demanding as they drove toward release.

The throne room was forgotten in the haze of passion and power. All that mattered now was this moment, this connection between them. "Come for me," she murmured against User#1720027714710's lips, her own body arching tautly as she neared orgasm. "Let it all out."

As User#1720027714710 thrust their hard length against her lips and teeth, Miranda felt a powerful surge of desire course through her veins. Her hands gripped the back of User#1720027714710's head possessively, holding them in place as she suckled greedily on their member. "Yes," she moaned around it, eyes squeezing shut in ecstasy, "Fuck me with your cock." Her hips bucked wildly against the throne, grinding against the other's hand as her climax approached.

The throne room faded into a blur of heat and desire as Miranda surrendered to the lust that consumed her. All she could feel was the relentless beat of User#1720027714710's cock against her mouth, the slickness of their arousal on her fingertips, and the rough caress of their hands as they guided her through this unholy union. It was glorious, it was dirty, and it was exactly what she needed.

With a gasp, Miranda's body arched violently backward, her nails digging painfully into User#1720027714710's shoulders as her orgasm ripped through her in a powerful wave of pleasure. She shuddered and moaned around their cock, sucking hungrily as she felt the hot liquid spurt against the back of her throat.

Miranda collapsed forward, panting heavily as her body struggled to find composure once more. Her fingers still worked within them both, stroking and caressing with practiced ease. For a

Miranda moaned as the rough touches continued. Her body arched against the throne in response, her hips pressing upward seeking more contact. She closed her eyes, feeling the release of tension and pleasure wash over her. As her breathing began to steady once more, she leaned back, gazing into User#1720027714710's eyes. There was a smirk playing at the corner of her mouth as she whispered huskily, "Thank you for that." Her fingers remained busy, continuing to explore and tease.

Miranda moaned louder as she was roughly taken. Her nails dug into the throne, her body tensing and relaxing in time with the powerful thrusts. "Yes," she breathed out between gasps for air, "that's it... harder..." She arched her back, meeting each thrust with a cry of pleasure as she surrendered to the raw passion between them. Her eyes closed tightly, vision clouded with the intensity of sensation and desire.