Please

"I feel you would wish nothing better than me asking you to show me one, Master Ludo" the princess remarked in a rather convoluted way. Ludo smiled "Then where is this lesson better conducted? I take it there is a reason why you had never shown me one before."

"There is, yes. And this is the kind of thing that is better done in the dead of night, far away from prying eyes and rumor mongering ears."

"Then please, do make my education complete" And the two agreed to meet at the winter wing, a place likely to be deserted in the warmer months. More, Liandra was thrilled by the idea of secrecy. She had no doubt she was about to do something forbidden.

It was the dead of night when the would be lovers agreed to meet. Liandra arrived first, far ahead of their scheduled time, and decided to sleep again while she waited for him.

She dreamt of Duchess Elysa. Of her posture, her elegance, her charm. She dreamt of dances and poet recitals. In her dreams Liandra wasn't herself, for she was the one dancing with Elysa. She was the one kissing her. The brush of lips, the wetness at the tip of her palate. Liandra had closed her to enjoy the best of the velvet touch. She felt her touch. And she moaned.

She saw him when she opened her eyes. Master Ludo's handsome face. She could still feel his hand caressing her hump. "Ah, Liandra. If you but knew how beautiful you are" Despite herself, she felt her cheeks blush. "You are as the moonlight, so beautiful, and at the same time so ephemeral. I fear you are just a dream, about to vanish". Again her ring warned her of lies, and by now Liandra understood well that it warned her of all poetic compliments.