Of course not

You leaned in and kissed your mother's cheek before touching her belly while whispering. "Mom, this is more than proof enough. Everything else we do will be private." before breaking the dance and walking away.

One by one, you slowly felt the eyes leave you after that until you finally felt like you were not being watched anymore. Only then did you feel a tap on your shoulder. For someone to actually tap a king's shoulder is a huge thing, so you whip around in preparation for a fight, just for you to come face to face with Queen Alana

Queen Alana: "I am sorry for the rude introduction, but I would like to have a private word with you, if you may."

Confused, you say, "Then speak your mind, my fair Queen of Francia."

The Queen smiles at you. "Well, King, from the look of the Arch Duke's wife, you seem to be a man who enjoys his fun. And I am a woman who has been seriously lacking some fun."

Her statement only leaves you more confused. "My dear Queen, if you're looking for fun. I believe my dear mother has given you a fine party to satisfy those needs."

Queen Anna giggles. "Oh, dearest me, your mother sure has put on one grand party that would fulfill any normal need for entertainment, but I am looking for a more personal form of entertainment. The kind that you have with the bride of today."

After all the sights and sounds of the party and what your mother just offered, your mind wasn't functioning enough to fully grasp her hints, so you ask, "The only thing I have done with the bride today is dance, so is that what my fair queen is asking?"

Queen Anna presses herself closer into your body as she whispers into your ear, "I am certainly interested in a certain type of dance with you, but not the type of dance that you did with your mother today." She reaches down and rubs your cock through your trousers as she continues to whisper, "I desire the type of dance that caused what is growing inside of her womb."

You stutter, "You are asking to have sex with me?" as you feel her hand reach inside your trouser and grab the shaft of your cock.

Queen Anna: "I will call it less of an ask, more of a trade offer."

It is hard for you to think as her finger traces your growing cock head. "And what would be that offer?"

Queen Anna pulls her hand from your pants and winks at you as she licks some of your precum off her hand before she answers, "Well, you see if we occasionally dance in bed together, there is no way I could let my stupid husband march on your lands."

You suddenly jump back when you hear of her husband's army marching, prompting you to ask, "Are you threatening me?"

Queen Anna giggles. "I didn't believe you were stupid enough to think that was a threat. Good king, a threat comes with a guarantee of **** if you don't do something. I have not made such a guarantee; I have simply pledged that **** will NEVER happen if you do; excuse my common tongue but fuck me silly as you have done to your mother."

You stand up straight as you secretly adjust your raging hard-on. "With all due respect, fair Queen, I believe you wise enough to understand that an offer of insurance of no **** is an offer of nothing unless there will be **** if the offer is not accepted. As such, for an offer of no **** to have any value, it must also be a threat."

She grins a devilish grin. "Then take my offer as such if you must."