Awakened by Kara.

After an altogether too brief sleep, you are awakened by a soft crash and a figure looming over you.

"Spirits," Kara says, holding up the mask you received last night. "Someone's been up to something interestin'."

The Beathan princess clambers into bed at your side, bringing her toned, sensual form up against yours.

Blearily, you curse yourself for having left the mask out so openly. You had simply been so tired...

“Ach, gotta be a story behind this!” the warrior woman grins, playfully hiding her face behind the Lion's visage. “These posh fuckers make out they're so civilised, but really they must get up to some pure bestial fucking behind closed doors, aye?”

“I-It's nothing, just some curio.” you tell Kara, a little unconvincingly.

“Naw, don't tell me that.” Kara continues, unconvinced. “Or did you get up tae some stuff you'd rather forget? Don't tell me Madeleine was involved...”

“...Yes. She was, as a matter of fact.” you say, latching on to the Beathan's incorrect assumption. Of course, you imagine she wouldn't be smiling, nuzzling up against you should she know the truth of what you'd been up to last night...

“A-after you left the other night, Madeleine invited me to another party. This one was a little more... intense than our meal with her. We wore these masks to hide our identites, ended up in a veritable orgy.”

“Maddy does seem like the type who could only cut loose if no one could tell it were her.” Kara supposes. “You end up fuckin' her?”

“If I did, I wasn't aware of it.” you lie.

“And you like that sort of thing? Anonymous sex?” Kara asks.

“I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy myself to some extent.” you tell her. “But... I usually prefer to look my lovers in the eye, see the pleasure on their face.”

Finishing, you plant a kiss on the ginger's lips, hoping to distract her from her inquiries. It seems to have been effective, for a second later, she sets the mask down, then returns your affections.

“One thing,” Kara tells you. “Say nothing of this little event to my big brother, aye?. Anonymous fuck sessions with the Sinnabarrovian nobility? We'd never get him back to the front, and we're due to leave tomorrow.”

“I promise.” you respond, before your lips once again meet.

Your hand roams Kara's body as the two of you kiss with increasing passion. You cup one of her tits through her soft blue dress, eager to see them once again.

Kara rolls you onto your back, straddles you then moves to unfasten her dress, granting your wish. Reaching up, you move your hand between each of Kara's pink, erect buds, tickling and caressing her chest.

“You like these, Edward?” the warrior princess laughs. “Good, they're gonnae be all yours soon.”

She brings her torso down above your face, letting her averagely-sized tits make contact with your eager and awaiting face. You lose yourself in the pleasure of being engulfed by them, steadying yourself with a hand on Kara's strong back as you kiss and lick at her breasts.

“I'll take that as an aye.” the Beathan says.

Wriggling off you momentarily, Kara yanks off her now rumpled gown, casting it aside just as readily as she did the mask. The princess looms over you, as powerful and imposing as she is enticing. Wasting little time, she brings her sex above yours, then lowers herself onto your cock.

“Ach, I'm gonna miss this.” Kara admits, groaning with satisfaction as she's filled by your length. “However long we're gonnae be apart, it's too long.”

“I feel the same way.” you tell her, your good hand coming to rest on her pert arse as she methodically rides you.

“But... it gives me something to live for, Edward.” the redhead admits, pausing astride you. “To know that one day we might join our lives, unite our kingdoms and fight to make the world a safer, juster place for all.”

The Beathan's words give you pause. As appealing as you found the fantasy Kara was offering, particularly given the sight of her as she presented it, you imagined it might clash somewhat with what you had sworn to aid your grandfather in, only scant hours ago.

“Ach, but look at me.” the warrior woman says. “Losing myself tae sentiment, when we could be fuckin'.”

“I-I don't mind.” you tell her. “You're beautiful when you're being unrealistic.”

“Careful now.” Kara says, swatting you in the side. She clearly meant it as a playful tap, but given the disparity in strength between the two of you, you'll be damned if it doesn't sting more than a little.

“But maybe you're right.” Kara concedes. “Life rarely works out in such an ideal manner, yeah? But there's something that's definitely real between us, Edward.”

With those words, Kara begins moving her hips bringing herself up and down on your cock, with increasing speed.

-

“That's it, Edward!” Kara gasps, after an enjoyable spell astride you. You finish together, the Beathan clinging to you as you come, unleashing another burst of your seed inside her.

“Have no fear, we're safe.” Kara assures you once again, kissing the side of your neck. “But soon, after we've brought Dean to heel, the time will come.”

Kara lays with you a while longer, before her duties call her away once more.

“This may be the last we see of each other, for now at least.” the princess remarks, as she gathers up her clothes and gets dressed. “But perhaps I can see about stoppin' off in Itheria on our way home?”

“I-I'd like that.” you tell the red-headed warrior, following her to the door. You kiss your prospective bride goodbye, then return to your desk.

Your first action is to stow your new mask, well away from any prying eyes. After, you set about attending to your own responsibilities, formulating notes, plans and strategies for your rule. Though you spent much time devoted to your lusts and lechings, you tried your best to be a diligent and motivated ruler. Certainly, few would deny you were more devoted to affairs of state than your mother had been as Regent, however low a bar that was to clear.

After a couple of hours, a rap at the door jolts you from reading some correspondence from one of your vassal's. Rising stiffly, you limp to the door and answer it.