Alexia intercedes

"No, Your Majesty!" From out of nowhere Alexia is by your side, her small hand resting on yours where it grips the hilt of your sword. "You don't need those pretty sluts." There is something about the way her voice is pitched and her body leans into yours that makes it clear to everyone in the room that she is on very intimate terms with you. Out of the corner of your eye you see several of the war council members exchange looks of surprise, but the most confused person in the tent must certainly be you.

"Send them away!" Alexia turns to the heavyset Guildsman, "Bruce doesn't need those little girls to tear open." She boldly approaches the twins and squeezes the tits of the one closest to you. "You see, Your Majesty," she sneers at the way the noblewoman jumps, "Your cock would break these Lolitas if you tried to bone them."

Alexia skips back to where you are standing and all but leaps into your arms so you have **** but to catch her. With her long legs wrapped around your waist she can push her face into your long white hair and whisper so only you can hear.

"Go along with this Bruce." She kisses you loudly before returning to nuzzle at your ear. "If not for your sake, then do it for those two terrified girls, if you don't claim them, they're almost certainly going to end up the pleasure tents for the noblemen of this Alliance to play with." With a grunt of agreement you peel Alexia off of you and drop her unceremoniously on the floor evoking more laughter from the tentful of soldiers.

"Shut up you stupid tart!" You are probably the only one who saw just a hint of her smile before Alexia bursts into tears and clings to your leg. "You were just as virginal as these two lovelies the first time I had you, and my manhood fit just fine once you stopped your squealing." The memory of this beautiful young woman whimpering in discomfort just minutes ago adds an element of truth to you cruel words, and perhaps because of that you must have fooled at least most of the men watching.

The laughter in the tent now is directed at the perspiring man in the gold robes who is staring at you with small beady eyes. Clearly this is not at all what he expected.

"So the young King Kalion is an easily flustered virgin, huh?" The Lord Marshal slaps his hand down hard on the table. "Your guild had better find some better spies Reginald, cause it looks like the joke's on you." The assembled crowd seems to agree because they cheer you on as you pull first one and then the other of the perfectly matched twins into your arms and lower your mouth to theirs as if you sample virgins like this all the time.

To your surprise, after a brief struggle, the first sister allows you to finish the kiss, whimpering softly as your tongue explores her mouth. It's nice. No, it's really nice; you thought after kissing Alexia that nothing could ever come close. Even though you're not emotionally attached to either of these young women, you have to admit that the feeling of their curves molding into your hard body as your lips press against the innocent teen's makes your heart pound. When you pull away from the first panting sister and turn to her twin, you are surprised that she meekly lifts her mouth and allows you to claim her as you please. That second kiss is even more intense than the first and the pair all but slide to the ground when you release them and step back to where Alexia is crouching on the ground with tears streaming down her face.

"Take those two back to camp." You nudge Alexia forward with your knee. "Don't play games, if they're not waiting for me in my tent when I get back, I'll drop you off in the slums of Athenapolis and let the lowlifes there have a real treat to celebrate the cease-fire."

Hopefully, Alexia can figure out how to get back across the river with the two young women, because the last thing you can do is show any concern for the woman who just saved you from disaster at the cost of her own reputation.

"My apologies, Lord Marshal." You turn to meet the gaze of the man behind the table as calmly as you can, "She's a new girl, and hasn't yet learned the harsh realities of life in my royal court." Slowly, the tent returns to a more normal pace; off to the side you see the two gold-robed representatives arguing in hushed tones and the lady in the red dress studying you with what seems like renewed interest. Just what you need - another woman who wants to be your lover.

"There is one more thing, Your Majesty." Once again the Lord Marshal's booming baritone silences the tent. You turn to face him curious about what he wants from you. "I have had a request from two of my officers to leave my camp and have their forces join with you on the far side of the river. Are you willing to allow the Crown princes Barticus and Victor unrestricted rights to continue their duties in this siege. You didn't even know your blood brothers had joined the United Armies, this could be awkward if things turned upside down.

"I will need an assurance from you that those cavalry officers will not desert their responsibility, before I can grant their petition." With a nod, you commit yourself to only the gods know what, but it will be good to have the two men to hang out with. Only after leaving the Command Tent does it occur to you that Alexia never really approved of you running off with the two princes, and that it is suddenly very important to you to stay in your sexy spymaster's good graces.