~A QUEEN'S PASSION (R18)~

~Music Recommendation: Novacane by Frank Ocean.

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". . .MARSIL WILL BE OUR CHAMPION. Our son will bring us the head of the Bleeder."

The words of a monarch were powerful, whether uttered in secret or commanded in the great halls. And Lorraine of House Manderley, Queen of the Summerlands stood stunned in her bedchamber to the words of her husband. Arlon had just spoken, and he had spoken the words she wanted to hear. She moved closer to him by the window just to be sure the words she heard weren't figments of her grief-stricken imagination.

"You are suggesting a Death Duel, Arlon. Are you sure?"

Walking close to his wife, Arlon took Lorraine's hands in his, speaking directly into her eyes where she was certain to gaze into the blue lovelies of his eyes and see that there was no wrong to his emotions.