Your mother refuses your advance

"You come all the way here just to say 'No'?"

In response to that, your mother nods. "Otherwise it would be rude, doesn't it?"

"Not that I really mind."

"With that out of the way, I concede that perhaps forcing you to do it now is a bit presumptuous of me. But son, you know very well that lineage matters for the heir."

Of course you know it very well. Isn't it St. Peter, the first pope that commands all people to honor the Roman Emperor even though he was still a pagan emperor at the time of the proclamation? St. Paul also agreed with St. Peter as the powers that be are appointed by god. "I do, mother."

"I'm sorry I'm not be able to help you in regards to searching for your queen, but may I suggest considering a princess from Scandza or Polskie? I have some connections with both countries. Perhaps Cilicia or Leon."

"You would have to help me on the matter, mother."

"Very well. By the way, that Eastern woman, you're fornicating with her maid, aren't you?"

"I do."

Your mother sighs. "I'm not going to tell you not to sleep around, as long as you take care of yourself. But the next time you do a virgin, try not to overdo it. Also, please consider limiting the number of women you sleep with. It wouldn't do for the king to contract venereal disease from a whore."

You would have rebut her if not for a knocking sounds on the door.

Your mother stands up. "It's time for me to make my exit," she says as she moves to the door. "Let the maid recover tonight. Instead, satisfy yourself with her," your mother says as she opens the door, revealing a woman.