Madrigal Dinner

I sat watching in awe as the lovely gypsy danced, entrancing most of the royal court, including myself. She was a mysterious beauty, weaving a spell. I longed to be like her, moving and dancing with a grace I had never seen before.

I saw Rando from the corner of my eye and I turned to watch him in his antics. A smile quirked my lips as I watched him. His antics were truly humourous, and my eyes danced with merriment as I watched him. He was a handsome man and he had a carefree soul that called to me. I sighed, my chin once again supported by my hand, my medallion absently twirled by my fingers.

I could feel the king watching me before his eyes returned to the dancer. How is one supposed to feel about attention from the king?
 
Occ-am out of town for the weekend will be back Monday.
I am still crouching in the dark hallway,LOL just leave me there.
 
Katherine:

Once again I catch her staring at him, her eyes glazed over. One hand softly stroking her throat. God, has she already been with him, or not. I needed to make sure she was safe, and bedding with her husbands advisor was not. Though he was a handsome, virile man. It had been so long, too long. my legs rubbed together underneath my gown, longing for a man's touch. She caught my eye and flushed. No, I did not think she had yet. Yet.
The dancer, Magenta was a whirlwind. First here then there, always mocving, a cat amongst us. Catching our eye, our breath as she moved.
Prince Llywd was suddenly at my side, sitting in the vacated seat of my escort.
"Yes, Prince. How was the trip.?" Going into my political smiling personality. I could be anything they needed of me, except myself. That I kept hidden. But even as he answered I saw that he was not paying attention to my answers either. Neither of us were, we were both being polite. Reaching for my wine I was angered, missed and tipped it over, spilling the last of it on the cloth.
Immediateley he was wiping it up, then offering his glass while we waited for a servant to bring me a fresh one. Sipping lightly I handed it back. Deliberately he turned it to the same place i had sipped, and drank deeply. His eyes locking mine as he did.
I looked anew at this man. Perhaps he was not the fool I had though him to be after all.
 
Sir Alexi:

Milling about the grand hall, Alexi, one of the Kings Knights, felt numb. He quite disliked these gatherings as he could never fully enjoy them. He was under instructions to be sure that no foul deeds be done throughout the course of these festivities. There was a rumor of an attempt to poison the King, and Alexi was here this day to be sure that such an act was not acomplished. He constantly returned his eyes toward the King and his advisor, and had seen the interaction between the advisor and the servant girl. The advisor and he locked eyes for a moment and knew his duty to keep a sharp eye on her from then on. Giving the woman a time to ease from the bustling scene, Alexi made his way in her direction.

A mere seven paces from her he stood, watching her as she rested against the chill stone wall of the passageway to the larders. And there he simply stood, waiting for her next move, the both of them tucked into the shadowed hall way. His eyes caught the motion of the servant's chest rising and falling with a panicked breath. Watched as that panic subsided and her breathing calmed. Acknowledging the desirous reaction that stired within his soul, Alexi held a tight control of it, keeping his breathing silent as he continued to watch her like a hawk.

He saw how she rested her head back against the stone wall, then turned it to the side to look back out into the feast hall. He saw how she pursed her lips and how the line of her neck shifted and the muscles along her shoulders eased to a relaxed poise.

It... It was his duty to the King to watch her after all...
 
Magenta

A puff of smoke appeared and suddenly I disappeared a neat trick I had developed over years. I was under the courtly table and with a smile I wondered who I should surprise first, I was between the widow Katherine and some man I hadn't noticed in my dancing. I let my hand rest on his leg the other sliding under Katherine's gown I kneeded his leg even as I felt her panties massaging through the somewhat damp material.
 
Thor (the King's advisor)

...the flush died slowly from my face. Rando, the fool, will one day come to an untimely end. Katherine's subtle interference was timely, however. The King might be slightly annoyed if I killed his jester during one of his Madrigal dinners. As I released the servant wench, I turned to talk with Katherine - as I turned, my thoughts turned to pleasure and my anger faded. Unfortunately, the formerly empty seat by Katherine was filled by the young prince - Llwyd. My eyes caught Katherine's and a bit of electricity jumped across the gap. I do not believe in the foolishness of magic, but, it was almost as though we had known each other before - in another life. As our eyes met, she spilled her wine. With a brief smile, I turned away - leaving her to the attentions - for the moment - of the reputedly randy prince. The court gossip has it that he fancies himself quite a swordsman - and I do not mean in warfare.

Turning, I walk toward the King. He needs constant guidance. Although fairly bright, he is impulsive. Several times I have averted disaster when he wished to go to war over some perceived slight. I walk briskly behind the royal table and lean down, "My King, perhaps it is time for the minstrels to strike up some tunes for your pleasure. A bit of dancing might help settle the dinner." As I spoke I thought to myself, "He is randy again. Better he bury his sword in his playmate of choice. We need no conflict in the kingdom right now. When the time is ripe...."

As theses thoughts flashed through my head, I was bent close to the King, whispering in his ear. Unbidden, the scent of Queen Ana touched my nostrils. I turned my eyes toward her briefly, and was treated to the swell of her breasts - fairly thrusting her bodice from her body. "How this fool could ignore her...." I noticed a slight flush at her throat where her fingers toyed.

"My liege, pray command the dancing to begin," I whispered to the king. "When you have chosen the fortunate woman to grace your side, I will, with your permission, squire your lovely Queen a turn or two around the hall." Knowing that he, like most nights, wanted a different bit of fluff in his bed, I thought anew of the Queen...and her lovely older sister..........



[Edited by Thor's Hammer on 06-03-2001 at 03:43 AM]
 
Katherine:
I jumped at the ligh touch on my thigh. Spinning to slap him. But both his hands were on me.
Oh, Magenta. I knew her trick. She and I were closer then people knew. I spread my legs a little. Her teasing hand. Prince Llywd flushed also, and I knew she was getting him too. naughty girl, to arouse him so. He wouldn't know who it was either. I bit my lip and turned my eyes to him. Now, he knew that I knew what was happening. Sighing softly I wondered how far I should let it go, and how far she was going to take it. I longed to spread my legs wide and let her feast, but this was too public, and unseemly for me. After a few delicious minutes of her light stroking I pulled back. A subtle way of showing she had to stop, for now.
 
Magenta

I felt her pull back and with a practiced grace I kissed her calf and slide a note into her shoe. She would know where to find me if she wished. I moved from her companion as well and slithered under the table to the queen. I had this desire to tease her and without thinking I let my deft fingers slide over her legs and with an unknown impulse I placed a second note into her shoe before kissing her leg. With another flash of smoke behind Thor I reappear.

I bow and notice the other dancing girls have been called out. However my body is pressed against Thor's a powerful man, one who seemed to know everything. I had occasionally given him a massage after a hard day but usually he fell asleep before anything else could happen. It didn't bother me it was a compliment that I could relax him so completely.
 
Queen Ana

Thor came closer, with every step my heartbeat speeded up. He whispered in Maximilian’s ear as he often did. I did not dare look up. I did not dare take my wine, knowing my hands would be shaking.
I picked up the last part of his conversation, asking the Maximilian’s permission for a dance.. with me.
I froze with the idea.. gasped for air by the thought of being in his arms.. so close, so private, so erotic..
Yearning to feel his arms around me, at the same time frightened I would loose myself there. Drown in his eyes. Not able to resist the urge to touch his soft lips with mine..

Since I was tense, awaiting Maximilian’s answer.. it was no wonder I jumped the moment a hand touched my leg, followed by a kiss. It all happened so quick. With big, startled eyes I looked at my sister. She quickly glanced, smiled, reassuring me with her loving eyes. Magenta re-appeared.. a woman’s touch.. a woman.. I had never considered that.. her touch provoking a new sensation in me..

This night was different, in spite of all the dinners we have held, there was something different about this one. At was as if I had been asleep during all those dinners.. as if now, for the first time I opened my eyes and saw what they were about.
Had I failed to notice the thick clouds of passion and lust before? They were so obvious.. Or had I closed my eyes to them. Had I now outgrown my ignorance?
I looked up at Thor.. at Magenta.. the twinkle in their eyes, the mischief, the boldness.. dared I play their game? Could I play their game? I licked my lips, barely noticeable.. I could taste the lust.. How sweet a taste it is.
 
Rando the Ridiculous

I kept an eye on Thor as I made my rounds. He looked pissed, and I knew what that meant...

Oh well, we all die someday. I, for one, planned on dying happy!

And what was that? I saw the small grin on the lovely lips of the Lady Glorianna! Don't see her too often - always hidden away somewhere, her nose buried in books. Yet, here she was tonight.

And what were all these knowing glances I was seeing? Queen Ana... Lady Katherine... even that big lug Thor...

Hmmmm. This party was starting to get a little more interesting!
 
King Maximilian

I smiled,It was good to see Alexi tear himself away from battle long enough to attempt to smile, life was to short to be so valourus all the time, I made a not to make sure he had company for the evening. Suddenly I realize Thor is advising me again. I consider brushing him off but for the most part he actually craves the decisions that I abhor, many are the times when I ponder life if one of my brothers had become king. I was the stongest, the fastest and at one time the most clever...I ponder what I am now...but only long enough to remeber my advice to Sir Alexi..it is the Madrigal and we get so few of them let us live.. I watch the flush on my wife when he suggests he escort her. I smile, knowing the rush of passion that addicts me so, "Your council is wise Thor, there are none worthy of my wife, nay not even me, but you my friend, Im sure will endeavor to suffice." I smile as I feel the rush she gets and in truth I fear I truly love my wife for I am happy when she smiles, now on to addictions, the obvious choice would be Magenta, but in truth there isnt a pair of eyes that arent on the seductive sorceress. It would show poorly upon me to pursue her now. Of all those gathered I am most intrigued by the exotic. And the most exotic here is Gloriana, in this day and age she is a woman of her own mind and who can think,move and act for herself, to pursue her would be a dance unto itself. And so as I bid my permission to Thor I whisper her name, and call for the dance.
 
Thor (the King's advisor)

I step respectfully aside (the King loves the adulation) and bow saying, "My liege, your wish is my command. Pray, show the dolts watching what an accomplished dancer you are..."

As I spoke I took a step back - feeling a softness pressed against my back. No doubt the lovely Magenta has done one of her 'poof' tricks. Although enticing, I noted the King's eyes on her - it would be poor form for me to engage her now, especially when the luscious Ana is mine to dance with.

Taking one step to the side, I bend my head and whisper in Queen Ana's ear, "Madame, my liege has given me leave to ask you to dance with this humble servant. Would Milady honor me with a dance?" As I spoke, my breath caressed her neck and my fingertips brushed the back of her neck (out of sight of the diners) light as a butterfly.
 
Llwyd

I'm engaged in idle chatter with the Queen's widowed sister, she is asking me of politics, though nothing in her posture or frozen smile speaks of actual interest. I craft my coy response. "Yes my trip went well. I learned that Queen Catherine of Aragorn, she still resists the Welsh siege of her castle."

"Yes," she laughs. "I hear the invaders haven't the strength or stamina for a long siege."

"Not true, m'lady," I tell her. "The pikes of Wales are long, straight, and true. It shan't be long before they batter down those gates."

She laughs, and is about to reply, when suddenly her expression changes, as if she had been … touched. I was about to comment on this, to credit the Welsh pikes, when suddenly I felt a touch on my thigh as well. Fearing attack at first I reach for my dagger, but the softness of the touch, and the scent of Araby perfumes, tells me it is a woman.

Katherine looked at me, her eyes bright, indicating that she knew what was happening and who was touching us, and that it was all right. I trusted her, nodding. She leaned back, sighing with pleasure, then visibly put her legs together, reluctantly. The dancer, the Moorish dancing girl Magenta, emerged from the other end of the table but a moment later. Both of us watched her walk over to the King's dais, saw the Queen rise and move onto the floor with the advisor, Thor.

I looked again at Katherine. "At times the Welsh have been known to call upon their allies, the Moors." I rose, holding out my hand. "Care to dance?"
 
Queen Ana

“Would Milady honour me with a dance?" I shiver, not only my his words but also, maybe even more so, by the soft and secret touch of his fingertips at the back of my neck. I quickly glance at Maximilian, his loving eyes telling me that it is alright.

Ever so lightly I place my hand in the hand Thor holds out for me and rise from my seat.
His eyes glide over my body as I stand, smiling I turn my eyes to the floor. The short walk to the floor seems endless, my heart is pounding.
We are there, I raise my head, take a deep breath regaining my posture as he steps up in front of me.
A loving smile curls my lips as he raises my hand gently to the sky, his arm wraps around my waist and pulls me close. Startled by the rush of passion going through my body.

His fiery eyes look deeply into mine as he starts to dance, leading me, turning me. My hand rests on his shoulder. I am lost in those eyes, they have captured me, together with the meaningful smile on his lips, they talk to me. Whisper to me. Command me.
Those lips, those delicious lips.. how I yearn to taste them..

As my eyes caress his face, my hand moves closer to his neck, my index finger dares to touch his neck and caress the skin so subtle only I would know it was on purpose. The touch is magnified by its minimalism. I do not see any thing else. There is no one outside me and him and he turns me around, swirling, wooing me..
 
Katherine:

"At times the Welsh have been known to call upon their allies, the Moors." Startled at his remark. He could mean so many things by it. Was he not the buffoon I had always thought him, making a mental note to be wary of him.
"Care to dance?" Holding out his hand. I glanced upwards. Thor was escorting Ana and The King was on his way to take Glorianna. Yes, I adored dancing, the closeness, the stray touches.
I did not want to be Katherine anymore, the widow, the proper lady. I wished, longed more then anything to be Kat, the young girl I had been. The one who men had lined up to see, paid servants to sneak into her rooms for a glance at her things. Even knowing many had been simply after my Dower, did not matter. I took a last sip of wine, tasting a bitterness unexpected. but forgetting it as he took my arm and led the way.
 
Elspeth

My panic rises higher in my throat and I sense some movement in the hallway. I turn to go into the kitchen and see the edge of a cloak from the corner of my eye. I instinctively go to the vial in my bodice and shove it deeper into the fabric.
 
Magenta

I watched the couples pair off and head out for what had been cleared away for dancing. I sat in a quiet corner snagging something to eat. The king and Thor's eyes had rested upon me with desire and I briefly wondered how the night would turn out. I found myself imagining me flitting from satisfied bed to bed before the night was over.
 
Sir Alexi:

Giving chase as he see's Elspeth suddenly bolt, Alexi reaches out to catch her by the shoulder and spun her about to face him. He had no idea why he had reacted in such a manner, she had, other than been a little clumsy with the phesant, not done anything to warent such suspicion really. And yet here he was, staring down into her frightened eyes, holding her against the cold stone wall. He paused, just holding her there for a moment, his hands locked tightly around her upper arms as he looked her over with his bright, youthful eyes.
 
I stared deeply into this knight's eyes, willing myself to only appear flushed and panicked due to the mistep during supper.
"Please Sir, I must get back to the scullery, they will be wanting help to clear away and strew fresh straw."
I heaved my bosom in the dumbly exaggerated way I had seen so many other maids do before-hoping to distract him with the flesh. I was in no mood to be forced into any intimacies and I knew too well that no one would ever concern thenselves with a shrieking wench at one of these feasts. I had to rely on a distaction to escape back to the well lit kitchen,his strong hands were gripping me so firmly I knew that it would not be easy to slide by this man.
 
Sir Alexi:

Looking down, Alexi does indeed admire Elspeth's offered breasts, but also sees the dull green of the cork sealing the viles contents within. He sharply looks into her eyes, his grip tightening all the more on her arms, he holds her even more tightly against the wall. "What is this?" He asks with a comanding tone to his voice. "Poison of some sort? Who did you intend to use it on? The King?" His eyes squinted to mere slits as he locked them on her own.
 
" Poison? I am a healer Good Sir"indignant and livid I shook myself almost free.
"This is an elixir intended to woo the lady, sway her feelings towards a man that adores her." I glared at the imperious, yet all too appealing knight. His flowing hair shone in the light of the torch and his eyes glittered, in any other moment I would have flirted and smiled-but this was war-and he was far better prepared than I.

Then I did something that I hope to live to regret, I shoved him with my free arm and spat. Like a cat-and you know that proverb-would my rashness prove the very death of me?
 
My eyes were wide with wonder. Here I was, being escourted by the King himself to dance. I wanted to pull away, but fear of angering him kept me silent.

"I am honored, You highness." I whispered to him as we squared off, preparing to start the dance. "I shall try to be a most graceful and elegant partner."
 
Thor (the King's advisor)

Fair Ana's scent enveloped me; made me lose my usual clear focus. The electricity fairly jumped from one body to the other as our hands touched. Her eyes bore into mine. My laser blue orbs probed the inner depths of her soul. The tension became almost impossible to bear. As the dancers whirled and dipped on the floor, I steered Ana toward a dark alcove in the castle wall. Her finger on my neck aroused passions I thought long buried. As we slipped into the shadows, my mouth found hers. Our lips touched - at first softly, and then with a pent up passion that would indunated a kingdom. "My god," I thought, "what has been unleashed?"
 
magenta

I noticed the King has chosen his bed warmer and the queen danced with Thor they slide into dark corner and I envied Both of them. I glanced at Rando and moved towards him, giving him a teasing erotic dance. The night was winding down and soon bed springs would be tested as couples fell onto them.
 
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