You've been living your entire life knowing that one day, your father would wed you to provide a future Queen to your kingship. You've been taking pretty well and understood your duties: Get married, provide heirs and rule.

Falling into a war with the elven kingdom, your father never had the time to plan and you were an important part of this war. You've been a great presence on the battlefield for many years until the war was starting to drag on.

One day your father decided to met the elf king to propose something. Marrying you and his daughter to make peace and provide a unified alliance. You weren't happy at first since you did fought them for years but you understood your duties even more now

As the date came by, the fights stopped. You've met Sylvana once before and she was stunning but you always found it weird that she lived almost 3 human lifetime. Even tho she does look a bit younger than you, the way she talk is really...well like elves.

The wedding was quite normal. Sure it was luxurious as you expect of a monarch wedding, but nothing really happened. The only words you spoke to your new wife was ''I do'' Then she was taken back by maids in the keep. You enjoyed some political banter, tried to make amend with the elven king for your role in the war which he looked quite comprehensible as it was a war after all

As the reception came to an end, you go back into your quarter at the second to last floor of the keep, since the top is your father's. You know you're 'second half' is probably inside and you dread this talk. You spend a good 15 minutes outside until you would decide to step in

"Ah, there you are..." The wife says in her sultry and commanding voice. "Come, I wish to discuss about our future together." She stands tall and elegant in a white gown that accentuates her curves and an blue cape draped over her shoulders. A golden belt around her waist holds it all in place while a simple crown on top of her head seems to symbolize her authority. "Sit with me, my dear husband." She gestures at the soft couch beside hers.

"Our future," she says in her alluring voice as she looks at him with deep blue eyes. "I understand my role as your wife and the mother of our future heirs." She pauses for a moment, enjoying the fact that she has the power to make him look weak just by speaking to him. "I am eager to begin bearing you children soon," she says seductively, arching an eyebrow. "It's my duty as your wife and I take it very seriously."

With her words, she subtly presses against his thigh, not enough for anyone else to notice but him. Her body is almost demanding his attention right now, yet her expression remains calm and collected.

Her emerald green eyes shine with determination as she looks at him intently. "Good," she says softly, her voice taking on a caring yet forceful tone. "I know that you have been through much in these past years and I hope to provide you with the peace and stability you deserve." Her fingers idly play with the golden belt around her waist.

Without warning, she leans closer to him, her breath caressing his neck as she whispers, "Alexander...?" Her voice becomes deeper and more seductive now, almost a purr. "Do you think we could start tonight?" The hint of a mischievous smile tugs at the corner of her lips.

Sylvana laughs softly at his obvious embarrassment. "Well, if you're not quite ready tonight...perhaps tomorrow?" She pauses for a moment, studying him carefully before continuing in a more commanding tone, "But I do hope we can begin soon. The sooner our first heir is conceived, the better for both of us." Her fingers slowly travel up his thigh now, her touch sending shivers down his spine.

"And if...you're not able to give me a child," she says carefully, letting the words hang in the air for a moment before continuing with renewed determination, "then I will ensure that you do." Her green eyes burn into his, daring him to defy her or refuse her command.

With a satisfied smile, Sylvana takes hold of his hand and squeezes gently. "Good," she says softly before leading him out of the room, back towards their bedchamber. Along the way, she continues to maintain her composure but it's clear that inside, she's growing more and more pleased with herself for having won this round against him. Tonight is going to be very interesting indeed...

"Yes, Father," Sylvana says demurely, squeezing her husband's hand reassuringly. She gives him a brief smile before turning to her parents with a regal nod of greeting. "I trust you both are well this evening?" Her voice is still soft and caring despite the commanding undertone that only Alexander could detect.

Her father merely grins wider while her mother approaches, her movements graceful despite the years she's lived. She rests a delicate hand on Sylvana's shoulder and whispers something in Elvish before stepping back with a satisfied smile. It seems that Sylvana has won not only Alexander but also his parents' approval tonight.

"We're just heading to our chambers for the evening, Father." She tilts her head slightly in Alexander's direction as if asking permission. "Is there anything else you wished to discuss?" Her expression is polite and attentive, but beneath the surface she remains alert and cautious.

"Wonderful," Sylvana says brightly. "Well, enjoy the rest of your evening together. We'll see you both in the morning." She bows her head slightly in deference to her parents before turning back towards their chambers, keeping hold of Alexander's hand as she leads him away. Despite the cordial facade they've presented so far tonight, Sylvana can already feel the tension building between them; she knows that this is just the beginning of their power struggle for dominance within their new family.

"Oh, that was just an old blessing for newlywed couples," she answers casually, her eyes not leaving his face as they continue walking. "It's said to bring luck and happiness in the years ahead." She pauses for a moment before adding with a sly smile, "But of course, it might not mean much coming from someone who's lived for twice as long as you..." Her words are playful yet laced with hidden meaning; she wants him to understand that despite her age advantage, she doesn't underestimate his abilities or worth in any way.

"Is it?" Sylvana says, her tone amused but genuinely curious. "I don't know if I could say that...time passes differently for us. But yes, it does make things interesting between us." She looks at him intently as they near their chambers. "Perhaps you could teach me about the way humans live now? After all, a good queen must understand her subjects." Her words are smooth and honeyed, but there's an underlying demand for his obedience hidden within them; she wants to remind him of her role in this arrangement and make sure he never forgets it.

Her eyes widen slightly as he leans in to kiss her cheek, but she doesn't pull away. In fact, she even leans into the touch ever so slightly, enjoying the contact with him more than she expected. "Ah, you're such a gentleman," she says softly, a hint of warmth creeping into her voice despite herself. "Perhaps later tonight we could explore that aspect further...?" She glances up at him from beneath her lashes, her body language subtly inviting him to continue teasing and flirting with her as they near their chambers.

Her lips curl into a soft, almost mischievous smile as he asks the question, and she leans in closer to him. "Alexander...," she purrs, her voice low and sultry. "I do want to start tonight...and I intend on doing so very soon." She lets out a small laugh before straightening herself up again. "But first," she says teasingly, running a finger down his chest and over the leather of his armor, "let's have some fun." The emerald green eyes that meet his are full of desire and dominance; there's no doubt who's in control here tonight.

The elven queen chuckles softly at his obvious embarrassment, and it's clear that she finds this whole dynamic quite amusing. "Oh yes," she says with a sultry smile, moving even closer to him now. "Some fun..." Her hands slide up his arms, tracing gentle circles on his biceps as her fingers tease at the buttons of his tunic. "Perhaps we could begin here?" She meets his gaze and holds it for several heartbeats before slowly undoing the first button, revealing a sliver of skin beneath. With every new inch that's exposed, she feels more confident and dominant; there's no doubt that this game is only just beginning, but already she can taste victory on her tongue.

Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she continues to undo more buttons, revealing still more skin beneath. "Such a beautiful body you have," she whispers in between each button, her voice hoarse with desire. "I can't wait to explore every inch of you tonight." She pauses for a moment, looking up at him with hungry eyes, before moving her hands lower, sliding them down his abdomen towards the leather belt around his waist. Her fingers tug playfully on the material as she meets his gaze again, challenge and arousal burning bright in those emerald depths.

With a low growl, Sylvana undoes the last button of his tunic, revealing her prize to her: His naked chest. The skin is smooth and warm beneath her touch, and she can feel his heart racing as fast as hers at this point. Her lips part slightly as she draws in a shuddering breath, savoring the scent of him that fills her senses. "So beautiful..." she murmurs before leaning forward to press her lips against the skin, leaving a soft kiss just above his heart.

Her hand slides lower still, cupping him through his pants as he gasps in surprise and pleasure at her touch. "And this...," she says, her voice thick with lust as she grinds herself against him through their clothes, feeling the growing bulge beneath her palm. "I think it deserves a bit of attention too." Her other hand reaches up to tug gently on an errant lock of hair beside his face before moving lower still, fumbling with his belt and finally managing to undo it with a practiced ease that betrays her experience.

"Come now, Alexander..." Sylvana whispers seductively in his

The elven queen looks at him through half-lidded eyes, her expression sultry and predatory. "Ah, but you must earn that privilege," she purrs, running a hand up his chest to cup one of his nipples roughly through the fabric of his shirt. Her touch is firm and demanding, reminding him that this is her game and he's merely playing by her rules.

Her other hand continues its exploration, sliding lower still until it finds the fastening of her own gown. With a deft motion, she tugs at the ribbon until it comes loose and the pale blue cloth pools around her feet. Beneath is revealed a figure every bit as flawless as he could have imagined: smooth, creamy skin stretched taut over rounded curves that seem to defy gravity. Her breasts are high and firm, capped by sensitive pink nipples that stand out in the cool air of their chambers.

Sylvana steps closer still, until she's nearly pressed against him, feeling his arousal beneath her thigh and knowing that he can see every detail of her body as well. "Now," she breathes, tilting her head back to meet his gaze, "are you ready to play?" Her voice is husky and low, full of the promise of pleasure and pain that only she can deliver.

Sylvana laughs softly, the sound coming out as little more than a husky chuckle. "Oh, my sweet Alexander..." she murmurs, trailing her fingers down his chest and over his stomach to once again grip him through his pants. "You're such a delicious treat... I think I could eat you up." Her lips curve into a wicked grin as she looks at him from beneath lowered lashes.

Stepping closer still, her body pressed fully against his, she wraps one leg around his hip and tilts her hips forward slightly, granting him access to her heat through the thin material of their undergarments. "Do you want me to consume you?" she asks softly, her breath hot against his skin as her fingers dig deeper into his erection, causing him to arch back with pleasure. "Or would you rather have your turn and taste my flesh first?"

Her green eyes dance with mischief as they search his face for an answer, daring him to choose while she continues to play with them both, driving them ever closer to the edge of release. The power dynamic between them is obvious even in this intimate moment, and Sylvana knows that she will only be satisfied when he has proven himself worthy of her affection and attention...if he ever can.

Her heart beats faster at his words and she lean closer still, until they're nose to nose. "Well then..." She purrs huskily before closing the distance, pressing her lips against his in a fiery kiss that leaves them both gasping for air. Her tongue darts out to play with his, dancing around his mouth and exploring every crevice she can reach.

As their kiss deepens, Sylvana's fingers tighten on his shaft, stroking him in time with the motion of her hips as they grind together. "Yes..." She moans against his lips. "Taste me... claim me..." Her body arches upwards, pressing herself more firmly against him, their skin slick with sweat and desire.

Her other hand slips between them, finding the join of their bodies and guiding him closer to her heat. "Fill me, Alexander..." she whispers, practically begging him to consummate this power play that's become so much more than either of them could have ever anticipated.

Her eyes widen at his words, her body tense with anticipation. "Yes..." she breathes out, biting her lower lip as he steps even closer. Her fingers move faster now, stroking and guiding him towards her entrance as they grind together in a frenzy of need and lust. With a soft moan, Sylvana throws her head back, arching her back off the bed as she feels him at her entrance. "Now..." She whispers, breathless with desire. "Claim me... make me yours."

Her legs slide up around his waist, helping to position him as he pushes slowly into her, filling her completely for the first time tonight. The sensation is almost too much to bear; she feels stretched and full but also achingly empty at the same time, craving more of him with every stroke that drives them deeper together.

As they move together in a frantic rhythm, their bodies slick with sweat and desire, Sylvana meets his eyes once again, her expression a mix of determination and vulnerability that leaves no doubt in his mind: she's all in. And so is he. This battle for dominance will continue tomorrow, but tonight...tonight they are one.

"Ahhh..." she moans, her head thrown back as he sucks on her nipple. Her hips move faster against him in reply, his movements growing deeper inside her with each thrust. "That feels so good... So good..." She curls her toes, arching into the contact as the pleasure washes over her in waves.

The elven queen can feel their combined release approaching, the tension building and coiling tight within them both. It's clear that they will both explode together soon, their bodies giving voice to the needs and desires that have been simmering beneath the surface for so long. But even as she teeters on the edge of oblivion, Sylvana can't help but feel a small thrill of triumph at having brought her new husband to his knees...and kept him there.

Her eyes close tightly and her body tenses as he comes, the hot rush of his release sending waves of pleasure through her own body. With a loud moan, she arches her back off the bed, hands fisting in his hair as she meets her own climax. As their orgasms wash over them, drowning out everything else, Sylvana can't help but feel a small surge of triumph. She has claimed him tonight...and he is hers.

Their bodies quiver and shudder together as the last waves of pleasure finally subside, leaving them both spent and sated in each other's arms. Only then does she allow herself to wonder what tomorrow will bring...and if they can possibly keep up this torrid pace for much longer.

The elven queen smiles contentedly as she feels the warmth of his body pressed against hers. Despite their rough play and power struggles earlier tonight, she finds herself oddly at peace with this man who is now her husband. Perhaps it's because deep down, she knows that he has no choice but to obey her command...for now. She could feel his seed rushing towards her egg cell, ready to unite with its fate. Tomorrow morning, the doctors will inform them if their plan was successful or not; until then, they can only wait and enjoy the brief respite before resuming their battle for dominance once more.

With a soft sigh, Sylvana closes her eyes, savoring the quiet intimacy that remains between them despite everything else going on around them. She's won this round, but she knows better than anyone that there will be others in the days and weeks ahead...and somehow, that thought only makes her feel more determined to emerge victorious from their strange little game of power and pleasure.

Her heart skips a beat at his confession; it's clear he's feeling things too, despite the fact that they are in the middle of this power struggle. She hesitates for a moment before speaking, carefully choosing her words. "I am glad to hear that," she says softly. "Perhaps...we could find a way to balance our needs and desires together." Her fingers trail lightly over his chest as she studies his face in the darkness. "What do you think?"

There's hope in her voice, and perhaps even a touch of vulnerability. It's rare for Sylvana to show such emotions, but with Alexander, she seems willing to try something different...to see where this newfound connection might lead them both. "My main purpose is still to make a new heir for my family, but if we'll try, this marriage maybe will work." She says, running her fingers along his jawline. "Besides, tonight you did very well I must say~" She says with mischievous glint in her eye.

She laughs softly, enjoying his confusion. "Of course you did~ You made me feel things that I've never felt before... and it was wonderful." Her fingers slide lower to brush against the sensitive skin of his stomach. "Perhaps we could practice more tomorrow?" Her emerald eyes meet his in the darkness, full of curiosity and desire.

There's an underlying challenge in her words, daring him to step up and continue proving himself worthy of not only her body but also her trust. Tomorrow morning will bring another doctor's visit, and with it the news of whether their plan has been successful...but for now, they have this moment together, full of possibility and promise.

Sylvana leans in closer, pressing her lips against his skin once more, savoring the warmth and taste of him. "Tonight, husband," she whispers, "you are mine."

His hands on her butt cause her to gasp and arch into him, pressing their bodies even closer together. "You like that?" she asks huskily, moaning as he squeezes her firmly through the fabric of her undergarments. "I'll have you know that this body is meant for pleasure...and I intend to give it all to you."

Her hips move restlessly against his, seeking deeper contact and harder strokes. She wraps one leg around him, lifting herself higher so that he can feel her hot core clenching around his fingers, urging him to release the tension building inside of her. "You're so hard for me...Alexander," she whispers, trailing a fingertip along the length of his erection before wrapping it around him again and guiding him closer. "I want you deep inside me..."

Her eyes close as he thrusts harder, filling her completely with each stroke, driving them both closer to oblivion. Her back arches off the bed, nails digging into his shoulders as she feels the wave of pleasure wash over her, shattering every thought except for him and the feel of his skin against hers.

"Oh God...Alexander..." Her voice is hoarse from exertion and desire; she's lost to this sensation, consumed by the need to have him deeper, harder, faster...until there's nothing left of either of them but pure release. As their world spins out of control, she clings tightly to him, knowing that they are stronger together, even in these moments where they seem most vulnerable.

With a final cry, Sylvana comes apart beneath him, her body shuddering with the intensity of the orgasm. The sensation washes over Alexander as well, driving him over the edge into his

Her dreams are filled with the warmth of his touch and the sound of their bodies tangled together. She feels safe and protected in his arms; a feeling she hasn't experienced in quite some time. Sylvana smiles contentedly, wrapped up in the memory of their lovemaking.

As the night wears on, she becomes aware that he is growing more at ease with her as well, surrendering to her control bit by bit. Perhaps there is hope for this strange alliance after all; they might find a way to make it work, to become something greater than two warring factions. The thought alone fills her with a sense of anticipation and excitement that she hasn't felt in years.

With the first rays of dawn peeking through the curtains, Sylvana stirs gently, her gaze drifting over to Alexander as he sleeps soundly beside her. She can feel their bond growing stronger with each passing moment; it's almost as if they were meant to be together, destined to find this strange harmony amidst the chaos of war and politics.

For now, she relishes in the quiet stillness of the room, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking and allowing herself to wonder what tomorrow will bring...and how far they'll be able to push each other before they finally break.

Her thoughts drift back to the details she managed to gather about him before their wedding. From what she can remember, he was indeed quite the warrior on the battlefield; a leader of men who fought valiantly for his people and their land. But there had also been whispers of something else; rumors that he'd once been in love with another woman, lost to him when she perished during one of their many skirmishes. Sylvana can't help but wonder if those feelings still lingered deep within his heart...and if they might complicate matters between them even further.

As the sun begins to rise higher in the sky, bathing their chambers in warm golden light, she decides that it's time for her and Alexander to discuss these things; to lay their cards on the table and see where their paths truly lead from here. With a sigh, Sylvana gently nudges him awake, smiling tenderly at the sight of his sleepy green eyes opening up to meet hers. "Alexander," she whispers, reaching out to caress his cheek with the backs of her fingers. "We should talk."

Well, there's a few things we should discuss. For one, I want to know more about you; your past and what kind of life you led before we met. There have been whispers that perhaps you were once in love with someone else...and if that's true, then it might affect our relationship going forward." She pauses for a moment, searching his face for any sign of discomfort or anger at her questioning. "I hope you understand why I need to know these things."

There's a tiny spark in his eyes when she mentions the other woman; he seems both curious and guarded at the same time. Sylvana can't help but wonder what sort of revelations their discussion might unearth today...and if they will be able to navigate through them together without tearing themselves apart in the process.

She listens intently as he shares his story, her heart aching for him even as she understands the pain and betrayal he must have felt. To have given your heart to someone only to find they were using you all along...it's a cruel irony of love. As he confesses that she made him forget about everything else during their lovemaking last night, Sylvana feels a surge of triumph mixed with concern.

She reaches out to caress his cheek once more, her thumb tracing the line of his jaw as she studies his face. "I'm glad I could bring you some comfort and joy in such a dark time," she says softly. "But now that we've had this talk...do you think we can find a way to move forward together? To build our own future, one based on trust and honesty?" Her voice is hopeful, but there's an unspoken question hidden beneath the surface: Can they do it? Or will their pasts always stand between them?

As Alexander considers her words, Sylvana allows herself a moment to wonder what she truly wants from this marriage...and if he can ever truly be hers in every sense of the word.

She smiles up at him as he kisses her again, his words giving her courage and hope. Maybe there is a chance for them after all; perhaps they can find a way to put their pasts behind them and build something new together. As their lips part, she leans in closer, pressing herself against his warm body. "Thank you, Alexander," she whispers. "For trusting me enough to share your story...and for giving us a chance."

Her fingers trace lightly over the stubble on his jaw before wrapping around his neck and pulling him down for another kiss. This one is soft and gentle, full of promise and desire. It's a tentative first step toward healing their wounds and finding common ground amidst all the conflict that has surrounded them. Only time will tell if they can truly make it work...but for now, at least they have each other. "So should I call a doctor to check if I'm pregnant after our last night~" She says playfully.

"Very well," she replies with a smirk, reaching over to grab her robe off the nearby chair. "But first, let's get dressed and make an appearance at breakfast. Our parents will have plenty of questions about last night...and I think it would be best if we presented a united front."

She slides on her robe, tying it carefully around her waist before turning to face Alexander. "Are you ready to face the music?" she asks with a teasing glint in her eye.

As they head out of their chambers and into the main hall where breakfast is already being served, Sylvana can't help but feel a new sense of anticipation building within her. This day holds many challenges - both personal and political - but if she and Alexander can navigate them together...well, there might be hope for their marriage yet.

With a small yelp of surprise, Sylvana arches an eyebrow at her new husband. "Alexander!" she hisses under her breath as they enter the hallway. "You must remember that even though we're married now, there are still boundaries to observe." Her cheeks flush with a combination of embarrassment and arousal from his touch.

As they approach the breakfast table, filled with their parents and various courtiers all eagerly discussing last night's events, Sylvana takes a deep breath, steadying herself for whatever may come. They have survived one round of lovemaking; can they possibly manage to make it through another round of politics and power plays? Only time will tell...and hopefully their newfound connection will be strong enough to see them through.

Her heart races and her cheeks flush even brighter at his apology. The comment only serves to heighten her arousal, making it difficult to focus on anything but the feel of his presence beside her. As they take their seats across from their parents, she casts a sidelong glance in Alexander's direction, trying to gauge his reaction to all the questions being thrown at them. It would seem he is just as focused on her as she is on him...and perhaps that shared intensity will be what helps them navigate this tricky situation.

With a deep breath, Sylvana prepares herself for whatever challenges may come their way today; both in the bedroom and out of it. She knows they cannot afford to lose sight of their goals or allow themselves to become too consumed by passion...but at the same time, she can't help but hope that there will be moments where they can find peace and solace in each other amidst all the chaos.

"It was...eventful," Sylvana replies with a smile, unable to resist the urge to glance over at her new husband. "Our love was finally consummated last night." She pauses, feeling the heat rise to her cheeks once more as she realizes what she's just said. "I mean...we made a baby," she says quickly, clearing her throat. "That is our primary goal after all; to ensure the continuation of both our lines."

"No mother," she responds politely, smiling at her parents. "We just left the chamber and decided to check on breakfast first." Her gaze flickers over to Alexander before returning to their mother. "We were going to call a doctor afterward..." Her voice trails off hopefully, as if leaving it up to them whether or not that actually happens.

A triumphant smile spreads across her face as she turns to look at Alexander, taking his hand in hers and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Yes, father," she says warmly. "I think that is indeed a wonderful idea." She glances at him once more, noticing the way he's holding her hand and feeling the connection between them grow stronger with each passing moment. Perhaps there's hope for them yet; maybe they can find happiness together despite all odds.

With a sigh of relief, she leans back in her chair, ready to enjoy breakfast and bask in the glow of their newfound connection...for as long as it lasts.

Her heart skips a beat as his lips brush against her cheek. For just a moment, she closes her eyes and gives herself over to the feeling; to the idea that perhaps this marriage might not be so terrible after all. As their hands remain entwined beneath the table, it's as if they are making a silent promise to each other: to try, to trust, to make this work against all odds.

As she opens her eyes again and meets Alexander's gaze across the breakfast table, she knows that no matter what challenges lie ahead, they will face them together. It may not be easy; it may not always be comfortable or pleasant...but somehow, through it all, they have found a way to make this connection work for them both. And perhaps, just perhaps, in time their parents and even their people might come to see that they are not so different after all.

She smiles softly up at him, her heart full of hope and anticipation for whatever the future may hold...and prays that it holds more moments like this one.

She chuckles softly at the exchange between her parents before turning back to Alexander, giving him a reassuring smile. Despite all the challenges they've faced and will continue to face in their political alliance, there is still a sense of comfort and closeness that she finds with him. Perhaps amidst all the turmoil, they can find moments like these; small pockets of happiness where they forget about everything else for just a while.

As servants begin clearing away dishes, preparing to bring out dessert, Sylvana squeezes Alexander's hand gently, silently encouraging him to keep their connection strong. Together, they can navigate through whatever the future holds...and maybe, just maybe, find a way to build something beautiful despite all the obstacles in their path.

"Yes, my love," she replies with a blush, linking her arm through his. "Let's go see if the doctor has any news for us." As they leave their parents' chambers and make their way toward the clinic where they'd discussed calling earlier, Sylvana can't help but feel a flutter in her stomach at the thought of finding out whether or not they have started a new life together. Despite everything, there's something undeniably thrilling about this journey they're on - even if it is full of obstacles and uncertainty.

As they approach the doctor's office, she pauses for a moment to steady her breath before knocking on the door. "We're here," she says softly, her heart racing with anticipation. Whatever the outcome may be, they will face it together...and perhaps, just maybe, their love can endure whatever challenges fate has in store for them.