A private massage?

"I believe you mentioned a massage?" You start hesitantly and keep your voice low enough that Mara and Sara don't overhear your intimate suggestion.

"I did, Bruce." Alexia seems as excited by this idea as you are, "But could a simple young woman like me trust a man like you not to take advantage of my vulnerable position?" Her head rests on your chin for just a second letting you smell the scent of the fields and forests that she just rode through in her hair. "A king might demand almost anything from his loyal but innocent subject..."

Your spymistress's teasing is making it hard for you to concentrate, but to suggest that she might have to roll over and lift her skirt because you ordered her to please you is enough to make you laugh out loud drawing the attention of the posse that mingles about around you.

"Something funny, Your Majesty?" Mara is watching you and Alexia with a hint of a smile on her pretty face. "It is good to hear your laughter, Sire. You cannot know how your presence helps Sara and I heal from the trauma of seeing our beloved city besieged." It was all at the same time, a gentle probing to see what you and Alexia were chuckling about, shameless flattery by an aspiring courtier and a reminder that Athenapolis, in spite of the brief respite brought about by your cease-fire, was a city in crisis.

"You and your sister are most welcome in our camp; in fact, I thought perhaps you might like an opportunity to wander around and speak to my people." By your side you feel Alexia stiffen and you are reminded that your advisor is not 100% convinced that these two lovely creatures are not spies planted by the High Council of Athenapolis to gather information about possible weaknesses and intentions. Many people would not have heard the dismissal in your courtly answer, but this young lady has been brought up all her life in a courtly manner.

"Yes Sire." She and her sister both curtsey in unison like a pair of synchronized dancers, "I hope to be of service to you, Your Majesty, whenever you desire to see more of me." Alexia wasn't kidding you realize with a half-hidden grin, these two were expecting to be warming your bed with their young soft bodies. You wonder yet again what Darius had told the pair upon their selection; in truth, if you were not intent on bringing Alexia to your tent you might be at least a little tempted.

The princes Victor and Barticus seem eager enough to escort the twins and Galeon is more than able to see the setup of the evening feast, so you and Alexia head for your tent for 'consultation'. You wonder if any of this core group around you is fooled by your sudden desire to be alone with your Spymistress.

Turning your back politely, you let her remove the top of her tunic and release the harness that crisscrosses her body holding at least four or five blades under her clothing. Given enough time you probably could have figured it out, but Alexia slips out of the rig in only a few heartbeats. Only a few minutes after entering the tent, Alexia is laying on her belly on your bed as you spread oil over her muscular back.

"Ahhh, Bruce ..." Alexia murmurs as your strong fingers kneed the firm muscles of her shoulders and back. "If I had known you had skills like this, I would have asked for rubdowns every day." Having your hands on this lithe young woman every day sounds pretty good to you and you let your hands drift to the small of her back and even the rise where her ass is draped with a white towel.

"Yes Bruce, there too." Alexia sighs as she feels your hands dig into her rump, "After that ride through the woods, my bum feels pretty sore." You've seen Alexia in a saddle for days, so it is unlikely that any one race - no matter how strenuous - could cause her real discomfort, but who are you to complain. More oil on your hands and the towel pushed to the floor, you continue the massage with a newfound boldness. This is the first time you've ever had the chance to rub a woman's ass like this, and your Spymistress has one of the finest your ever seen. As you work on her glutes, Alexia's legs part and the smell of female arousal is impossible to miss.

"Ahhh, Bruce ... this feels so good."