XI

ROSHANNE

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Roshanne laid on her bed staring at the ceiling, thinking of what just had transpired, she wasn't planning for that to happen, in fact it wasn't even in her mind, not before she saw the way Dae had been looking at her. She was used to getting looked at with such desire, in fact she had been the center of attention of lustful men, but no one had looked at her the way Dae did and it made her heat up, made her flesh crave for something carnal, and there is something intoxicating at the image of lady Dae kneeling there between her legs with her pupils blown. Roshanne had never had that kind of pleasure before.

Sure she had a fair amount of paramours from the brothels that she and Alastair visited in their younger years. She had given men the blessings of mounting her before allowing his brother to slit their throat to hide the fact that she allowed them to touch her, and that her virtue had been long gone out of marriage. She also had a fair amount of women lovers, all who pleasured her using their mouth.

But none had come so close to how Dae did it. Was it because she is shy? Unsure, not confident? Was it by the way her tongue shily grazed her wet cunt that had her curling her toes. Or was it the way her eyes were so focused on her. Like she's the only beautiful thing she had ever seen?

Men often looks at her like that. Even men she slept with, they sang her song of how beautiful she was as they pump their stiffening rod inside her like a mad dog, women made poems of her beauty as they lap her cunt and shoved their fingers inside her, historian wrote her as the most radiant, yet it was something about that girl's look that had her quivering in pleasure to the point it scared her.

Was it because she looks at her like she is her savior? Like a lost child desperate to be carried. Roshanne bit her lip, yes! It's because of that, she won't deny it. No one had stared at her like that, sure people looked at her in awe! In adoration! In respect! But none had actually looked at her like they needed her, no one except Dae.

"That girl is a witch." She murmured to herself. But a smile actually thug upon her lips at the thought of that red haired girl, she thinks that she might have found her purpose, if the girl couldn't help her with getting rid of her father, she would use her to just relieve herself, after all she looks so good kneeling in front of her. She wishes for her to look at her like that again, like she is a god! Like she is a savior, like she needed her to be alive. Yes! She'll have her. She's gonna cuckold her own father, have her sweet lady wife kneel in front of her every night, she might actually let her do it while his corpse lay besides them.

Roshanne's head swims in delight at that thought, her body thrums with excitement, she hadn't felt like that before, she felt like she would explode if she didn't let this out. With a grunt she quickly stood up and get dressed in her riding outfit.

"Your highness? Where are you going?" Odette asked her confused.

"I'll head out for a moment. Adjust my schedule, move it all later this afternoon." She told her before quickly heading to the east wing of the castle, there she met Wildfyre who's awaiting for her, by the look of it she too looks excited, agitated, like a she dragon ready to mate. But it was nothing that a good ride couldn't shake, her dragon is simply feeling what she's feeling, reflecting her own desire.

She quickly mounted her dragon, when she finally secured herself Wildfyre flew without hesitation, taking her to the sky, allowing her to cool her skin and clear her mind of the very image that was imprinted on her mind.

But it's harder than she expected it to be. It's been a while since she had that kind of relief, ever since the war happened Roshanne had no time to frolicked with her paramours, she had been busy, busy with trying to gain support, busy with the temple, busy with political affairs. She's just a human being, her body is made of mortal flesh, she isn't a God herself, so having to answer to the call of flesh is something she does every once in a while, Roshanne never pretend to be a complete saint, she also do dirty works that are necessary to keep the peace as well as her position. She had murdered siblings, plotted their incident, though she didn't taint her hand by executing themselves, Alastair was always there to do the bloody job, but there are certain things in which he can't help. And that is satisfying her lust.

A low rumble erupted from Wildfyre as she continues to ascend, hiding them above the clouds, away from the prying eyes of the people below. Roshanne's heart still continues to roar, and the desire that should have been quench the moment she reach her completion only ignites, burning her very own flesh from within.

Her grip on the reign tightens, she needed to have the girl again, it might put everything she planned into jeopardy. She might lose her only chance into getting the crown, but she knows that she already did the moment she allowed Dae to do that. But at least it brought her closer to the girl, seducing her, and gaining her trust wouldn't be that hard. Dae could actually serve her to more than one purpose.

Dae needs to be her eyes and ears against the king of Lysos. Now that her father is inviting them to the court of their family, Roshanne knows that he will do something. A king that had been stripped of his title, of his land wouldn't be so nice to them.

A loud roar erupted from Wildfyre snapping her out of her thought, she gasp and quickly pulled the reign making the she dragon dive just in time to avoid the on coming dragon, she missed the talon just a few inches.

A dragon with Silver scale and pinkish wings, that could only belong to one person.

Princess Louvine, her sister, the third princess, she could hear her laughter echoing before hiding again above the clouds. It was one of her miserly pranks again, Roshanne gritted her teeth and pulled Wildfyre up, her sister is younger than her in two months, but she had been a rival of her ever since, Louvine was their fathers favorite, charming and indecisive, quick to anger just like him. She's been causing them problem for as long as she could remember. And Louvine have tried several times killing her.... Once caught she would just pretend that it was nothing but a joke.

Louvine's dragon, the quick Silveria is a small dragon, she hatched just eight years ago, it's sire was Aureus, the small dragon was a quick one due to it being young, but she isn't bred to be used in battle.

She quickly duck again once she saw the oncoming small dragon, Wildfyre tried to snaps it's mouth, trying to scare it, but it was daring, just like it's rider. Roshanne smirks and brought Wildfyre above, and there she saw its tale, and Roshanne began her hunt, she wasn't planning on killing it, just going to give it a fright to teach them a lesson. Wildfyre maybe big, but she can outrun that Little runt, above the clouds they saw her, Silveria actually isn't a beautiful dragon, she's an ugly one with small black spike around it's head and a beak like that of a bird, few of her teeth are missing.

"Dive." She command, and Wildfyre did as what told, Silveria didn't see it coming, and before the little dragon could move Wildfyre was already near, she manages to snap her jaw, getting the end of the small dragon's tail. they heard it's loud shriek before it disappeared. Roshanne pulled back the reign of Wildfyre to stop her from chasing them. It is important that she kept clam, so that she wouldn't lose control of her dragon.

Roshanne looked down to try and see if her sister would try to do another trick, but they didn't resurface anymore. She would have to assess the damage later, for now she'll enjoy her ride a little more.

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"You wretched woman!" Louvine screams at her the moment she saw her, Roshanne arrived back at the castle after three hours of riding, when the heat of her body had long disappeared. Now though she would have to bear the screaming of the 3rd princess.

"Lower your voice Louvine." Margaret, the 1st princess scolded her, she stood by Roshanne side, casting a warning glare at the red face princess, tears stained her cheeks and eyes and Roshanne could see the frustration.

"Explain to me what happened." Margaret asked with a jaded sigh, she must have been enduring Louvine's none stop blabbering about what happened.

" She attacked me." She answered her, looking at her sister's kind blue eyes.

"That's not what happened! Silveria is simply a babe! She's just playing around." Roshanne squinted her eyes, Louvine is a good lier, if they had their brother here, they would quickly side with her.

"Enough Louvine, I already know your side, let your sister speak." Margaret warned her, casting her another glare.

"I lost control of Wildfyre, the little runt annoyed her, you know my dragon, she's not someone to be messed with." Margaret stared at her for a moment, she knows well the Roshanne is lying, her sister never once lost control of her own. So she knows this is Louvine's fault.

"Then it's settled, none of this is intended, both beast reacted to their own instincts. Now Princess Louvine, there's nothing we can do, let us just pray for your dragon's fast recovery." Margaret told her, but Louvine wouldn't put up with it.

"No! She must pay me!" She exclaimed again.

"It's not her fault. That is final." One stern glance from Margaret had Louvine shutting up, she left with a stomp of her feet, pushing several vases on her way.

"I'll call someone to clean that." She told her sister, Margaret shakes her head and looked at her. Margaret is the first daughter of her father, older than her in 2 decades, but she was nice, when her mother ignored her, she was their to care for her.

"She always find trouble sister, we should have arranged her marriage to lord Dunhill, so she could be taken far away from us." She chuckle at her sister's word.

"How's the ride?" Her sister wrap her arms against her own and they walked side by side.

"It's good." Was her short reply.

"Lady Lara is still waiting for your audience, you should talk to her." She suddenly whispered making Roshanne look at her.

" It was you who's pushing her to meet me." Margaret smiled.

" Lady Lara and her family had already expresses their support to you. They are willing to do your bidding. I'd rather die then see that bastard ascend the throne." Her sister was an avid supporter of her, it was a good thing that has have one of the most influential woman's support, but it's still not enough.

" I need more." She told her sister.

" You already have more." Margaret stopped walking and looked at her.

" It's not enough sister, the nobles, if I don't gain their trust, I cannot lead nor ascend, I have a lot of contender." She told her, voicing her concerns, her sister smiles.

"You are the only golden heir left Roshanne." Her sister reminded her.

"Gold blood flows in your vein the way it flows in Kalil's before he died. No other son could inherit this... If you are fearing the 1st prince you don't have to. He is in disposable, he won't try it. " Roshanne took a deep breath, true, but there are others who had a Stronger claims because of the support they had.

" I need at least four more." She told her, Margaret sighed and looked away from her, from the garden that the empress owned.

" Who do you have in mind?" She bit her lip, she has many in mind.

" I couldn't get the support of the duke of Western Banks. He is already supporting the bastard, I was thinking.... Duchess Supreme. If I could get her support, the rest is easy." Her sister's brow raised.

" Duchess Supreme? You're serious about that?" Roshanne would have laughed too if someone else suggested it to her, Duchess Supreme also known as Duchess Rebecca is the owner of the city of mines. Her wealth exceeded even the monarchs, and she wishes it, she could make the city of mines a new kingdom, 80% of the kingdom's wealth comes from her... And she is a known hater of the monarchs, she is against the royal family and hadn't made an appearance to their fathers court for ten years.

"It's like asking me to give you my husband's heart sister." Lady Margaret stated before shaking her head.

"It's certainly is a hard thing to do, the duchess is hard to please, I don't know how we will try and persuade her to join our cause, or gain her support, giving her daughter a dragon is not enough, I don't know what else to do." Her sister told her truthfully, she knows that pleasing the Duchess is like moving a mountain, but they had to try, gaining her trust can turn the tied.

"But it is certainly not impossible." Her sister added making her smile.

"I'll see what I can do." Her sister kissed her on her cheek before leaving. Roshanne watches her sister walk away from her before releasing a sigh of relief, it feels good to have a sister who has her back. And she is glad for that.

Once alone she headed to her study room to continue her job, but on her way she met Alastair, walking wearing his uniform.

"Where are you going?" She asked him, he bowed his head greeting her.

" Patrol, I have to see the king's Slum, news have reach me that thieves and criminals gather in that area." She looks at him as he fix his belt.

"That is not your job to do brother." She reminded him, he is not the commander of the city guards, therefore he does not need to do it. He smiled at her and held her hand.

"It will be my job soon. You promised me that you will give the position of The commander of city guards, so that I can work closer to you. Think of this as practice. I'll be safe, so do not worry, I'll be home before the sun sets." He leans down and gave her a kiss on her cheeks. She pats his shoulder and nods her head.

"Do not terrorize them please." She reminded him, he only laughs and shakes his head, telling her he can't promise it. Roshanne wishes him luck before walking again, this time she reach her study without much of a trouble. She continues her work, until Odette came with a tea and snack.

"Lady Dae already met with her Instructress, so far everything is going smooth, lady Diana told me that she wasn't that hard to teach." She reported, Roshanne almost forgot about that, and she wishes that Odette hadn't spoken the name of red haired beauty to her. She was once again reminded of what had transpired in her room.

"Your highness? Are you alright?" Odette asked her sounding concern, she looks at her and smiled.

"Yes... Thank you." She replied before taking a sip of her tea, she wanted to go and see her, but decided against it, she doesn't want to look so desperate.