She asks about the Oracle

"Have you had any word from The Oracle?" She asked innocently. "His Majesty is eager to learn about his attempts to calm the tension between Veertor and the people of Cryn." Beldan smiled at the woman, knowing that without the information she had gleaned from the emperor, that his Templars could never had intercepted the Oracle's ship. Theirs was an alliance of necessity. He needed Maria Glendal and her contacts in the imperial court just as much as she relied on Beldan and his select group of Priests and Speakers to control the empress and maintain her power.

"Sadly there has been no news of any changes in the Oracle's status." Beldan replied aware that the trained courtesan would certainly note his frustration at the man's stubborn determination. "I had hoped that he might sign the waivers of power before he left on such a dangerous assignment, but I fear now that he and his ship might have been lost at sea or even sunk by the Cryn in an attempt to weaken us here in Veertor."

"I understand." Replied the woman, and more than any other being on the entire planet, she probably did understand how badly Beldan wanted the Oracle to sign the documents that would empower him more than any High Priest before. "If the Cryn did treacherously slay the Oracle?" Asked Maria innocently, "When do you think news of his unfortunate demise might reach the Capital?" Without the official blessing of the Oracle, Beldan would not have as easy a time securing his position as the sole leader of the Church. However the emergency created by sudden warfare between Veertor and Cryn might be sufficient to sway the opinion of the general populace as well as a few pivotal voices in the Church.

Maria had several hawkish allies in court that could be trusted to push Victor, but the timing of the events had to be well coordinated. As soon as she knew Beldan's timeline, she could work towards their mutual goals.

"It might be possible to find the necessary documents here in the Holy Palace, I think another week of waiting would seem prudent. If that fails, rumors of the Oracle's **** might start circulating by the full moon, with official confirmation of the Cryn navy's unprovoked attack to follow within a day." Beldan smiled proudly as he detailed more of his plan to the beautiful courtesan. "I have the third officer of the Oracle's ship waiting for the right time." Neither the captain nor the sailing master would break but the young officer was now eager to confirm any story Beldan choose. "My men will have drilled the poor soul so many times by then that I think he really will believe the news he is bringing. Sadly the trauma of his escape from the Cryn agents has left him in ill health. I doubt he will last long after speaking to the emperor and his assembled High Court."

"So sad," Agreed Maria "but perhaps the noble **** of the young hero will inspire others to fight as bravely?"

"Good." Beldan agreed, then hopeful as always, he turned the topic back to a more personal tone. "You and I, my Lady, are truly a match made in heaven." Beldan rested his large hand possessively on her thigh as he spoke, "We should celebrate our intimate alliance." Beldan wanted this woman so badly. Not only was she breathtakingly beautiful, but the thrill of driving his manhood in the very same cunt that milked the Emperor's cock would be unmatched by anything. For a fleeting instance he considered yet again using his superior size and strength to take by **** what he had been unable to win through charm. He could have this teasing whore spread open under him right here on the floor. As always he dismissed the idea as nothing more than a pleasant fantasy.

This was not the time to risk his certain rise to absolute heights of power to satisfy the immediate carnal urges of his loins. Instead he allowed his guest to lift his meaty palm with her two much more delicate hands, and was pleasantly surprised that she lifted his fingers to her lips kissing his digits softly before she spoke.

"Soon, my most noble confessor, soon." He had known that she would refuse him, but her words and chaste kisses buoyed his hopes. "When you are the sole Seat of Reason for the Church, and my son sits on the Dragon Throne then no one will be able to stand between us."