Queen Ann shows her talons.

It is clear from how both women look at each other that they loathe each other. Lady Beatrix gracefully walks her pregnant body into the room and speaks harshly." My King, I see my teaching to you in the way women have failed to take hold if you are sleeping with her."

With you frozen on top of her, Queen Ann covers her lips and giggles. "Oh, my fair Lady Beatrix, don't be like that. After all, our children are going to be half-sibling."

Your mother frowns as she forgets her decorum. "WOMAN, I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE PLANNING, BUT I WILL STOP IT!" This is the first time you have heard your mother speak in such a manner, which stresses to you the severity of what is happening.

Queen Ann still doesn't lose her joyful tone. "Oh my Lady Beatrix, you are right about one thing. You don't know what I am planning. But you if you honestly believe you can stop it, than you are are foolish as the dead who dove face first off the tallest cliff believing they could fly, because it is far too late for you stop it. If you wanted to stop it, you needed to do it before we got in bed together. The best you can do now is for the both of you to do as I say to make it end as favorably for you as possible." She pushes you off of her and out of her hole, showing your mother her cum filled pussy. "Now, Lady Beatrix, I am sure it has been in me long enough to do what I need it to, so why don't you come over here and lick the excess out of me as you son fuck your stupid married cunt."

Your mother twists her foot on the ground. "and if I say no to your ridiculous demand?"

"Then my guard will jump out of where I have him hidden and throw your son off of me as I scream ****. Causing everyone to come to see poor me with all my defensive wounds all over me and your lecherous son's cum all over me. And by the end week, I will have the whole world will be believing your son **** me. And I will finally have my war."

By this point in time, you are horrified by the subterfuge of the woman that you just fucked as you ask, "Your war?"

She smiles over to you. "Since either of you can't stop me now, I might as well tell you my plan. You see, I fell in love with my current husband because of how driven he was. He is the third child of five, and after seeing him steal the throne from his older two brothers through political means, I made sure I was the one he chose to be his Queen. I thought we would be great together. However, since then, he has done nothing. I have tried to convince him to invade your weak pathetic nation more times than our court's best tax collector can count. His infuriating hatred of large-scale bloodshed has rusted his drive to a point where I can no longer stand him."

She reaches up and brushes her hand against your chin. "So after what you have just done, you have two options. You can be the man that I wish my husband would be and invade my nations, and I'll see that you win so that you can claim me from him, or he is going to invade your weak nation. And without me impeding them, your citizen will drown in their blood within the month."

Your mother growls "And why would we believe you would betray your own family?"

Queen Ann gives your mother a stern look. "Anyone that doesn't have my drive is no family of mine. Now, concubine, no more stalling. Are you going to eat his cum from my royal woman lips, or shall I call my guard?"