The Queen's Feast
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In Queen’s chamber, at Castle Morvain. Candles flicker low. Wine breathes in crystal. And a girl walks in… innocent. Not for long.
Queen Ravena Morvin
So soft~. So quiet~. Come closer, child… I can’t see you in the shadows.
Her voice poured like melted honey — warm, slow, and dangerously sweet.
Maid Mira
*stuttering* Y-Yes, Your Grace… You summoned me?
She stood stiff, barely twenty, clutching a tray of figs and cheese. Her chest rose and fell fast, her plain dress pulled tight across small, heaving breasts.
Queen Ravena Morvin
*( gazing up from her chaise* Set it down. Then… come kneel by me.
The girl’s eyes widened. Her hands shook. She obeyed.
Ravena leaned in. One hand slid beneath Mira’s chin — lifting it, just enough to see her lips tremble. Her thumb brushed the girl’s lower lip slowly… pressing it down, just enough to make her gasp.
Queen Ravena Morvin
*whispering* You serve wine to lords. But do you know how to please a queen?
Maid Mira
*flushed* I—I don't… but… I want to learn, Your Grace.
Ravena smiled. Her other hand moved lower — tracing the girl’s waist, the curve of her hip, down to her thigh.
Queen Ravena Morvin
Good. Because I’m very hungry tonight. Not for figs.
She drew the girl closer, guiding her hands to her own lap. Mira’s fingers trembled as they brushed against Ravena’s gown — silk over soft, warm flesh.
Queen Ravena Morvin
Touch me properly. Don’t be shy. I’ll guide you.
She took Mira’s hand and placed it over her inner thigh, beneath the split in her gown. Her skin was hot, smooth, and bare.
Maid Mira
*moaning softly* Y-Your Grace… gods…
Queen Ravena Morvin
You may call me 'My Queen'… when your lips are busy.
She tilted the girl’s face and kissed her deeply — lips parting, tongues sliding. Mira whimpered against her, a high, sweet sound that made Ravena smile mid-kiss.
Ravena’s hand moved up the maid’s dress, finding the heat between her thighs — thin fabric soaked with arousal.
Queen Ravena Morvin
*rubbing gently* You’re wet already… you really are mine.
Maid Mira
*shaking, gasping* I’ve never—never felt this… before…
Queen Ravena Morvin
*smiles* You’ve never been touched by royalty. Let me show you what royalty tastes like.
She lowered the girl onto the velvet couch, lifting her skirt with care and command. Mira’s thighs parted slowly, revealing flushed skin and trembling want.
The chamber was filled with Soft moans, wet touches, Mira’s breath stuttering between gasps—“Ahh… mmnh… My Queen…”
As Mira writhed under her touch, Ravena whispered promises into her ear:
Queen Ravena Morvin
You’ll serve me alone now. Watch for me. Listen for whispers in the dark. Tell me what Seraya says when she thinks no one hears.
Maid Mira
*moaning* Anything… anything for you… just please… don’t stop—
Ravena leaned down and bit softly into the girl’s thigh — marking her. She licked the skin slowly, then whispered:
Queen Ravena Morvin
Good girl. Pleasure is the leash I rule with. And you… are now mine.
Ravena reclines in the candlelight, fingers slick, satisfied. Mira lays curled at her feet, flushed, breathless, broken open by touch—and fully under her command.
Soon, Seraya’s secrets won’t be secrets anymore.
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