The King and his Thief (Closed for cnuvenu)

Even as Emma went to bathe and cleanse herself of that encounter, she gave herself a mental pat on the back for keeping a straight face as he outright told her he thought William a fool. Her. Someone who he assumed would need to definitely report that to William. Even though she wasn't Lariat bound to repeat it word for word. Oh, William was getting it. He was also going to be told of what she did to make the poor Prince distracted as hell tomorrow.

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As the Queen enters his chambers she exhales. "The negotiations." Honestly, she saw no reason not to confirm it. Even as she gracefully motioned to his sofa there. "May I sit?" When he agreed.

She sat, smoothing hands over her dress and then turning a little to look at him. "If you studied craft with your Father enough, you are using your resources to discover the truth of what my Husband wishes to .. pull over your eyes." She offers him a wry smile.

"Mine forgets that all those long years ago, I took part in all this in much the same way as your Emmaline. I was his Queen, yes, but also his tool to try and get information. Your Father was very adept at countering my attempts. So. In the end, we'd first sit and talk for a moment. I'd tell him what Thaines wanted from him, and we'd work out a countermove that benefitted both." She motioned to him.

"If you look, I believe to the Northernmost lands of yours. One which strategically borders. You, us, and the barbarian lands. Propose a counter that you'll allow us to set up within one of the smaller towns there which get raided. So we can strengthen there, and begin a counter of attacking from that side. While your own people keep doing there's from the other side. It means they'd be suddenly spread between fighting on two fronts, and that if with both forces success comes victory. You allow us to take their lands and we'll remove that base of your lands, and then allow you a base in ours. So we can keep pushing the proverbial offensive. Without both of us suffering crippling costs."

She exhales. "From the once Kingdom I hailed from, it was within those lands. It was overrun when I was 12. I remember those lands we plentiful, and there's a mine there. It should placate my Husband, and he'll enjoy knowing he can retake something that was once his wives' old lands."

As she looks at him. "Does it sound reasonable? Something that helps both of us and stops him from trying to claim something that you should keep. I recall well the rumours of that area, something about Fae in the woods and hidden lands and riches. Nevermind the mithril mine there which I think your father never discovered, but our surveyors did."
 
William cautiously listened as the Queen outlined her proposal. He thought he was prepared for any of their tactics but he hadn't expected to be confronted with what seemed like honesty and a workable counter proposal that could be seen as a win for both sides.

"Give me a moment to consider that." he said as he paced the floor thinking through the possible downsides of what she was proposing. He'd wondered what was so valuable about the land they were trying to acquire from him. What his father had possibly missed there. Surely she wouldn't give up the game and reveal the value if this was a trick. But was it the second layer of some elaborate ruse?

After thinking through all the risks of her proposal they all seem easily mitigated and he could find no angle she could be working at.

"It does sound reasonable." he finally said as he continued to pace. "You're quite the asset to your King. I must say, though, there is a small part of me that is disappointed that you seem to have matured past using the same tactics as Emmaline.
 
A small chuckle out of her. "Oh, I'm quite willing to, bed you King William. Make a little mistake there. But your Father and I always concluded business first. He understood why I was open and honest about it. Because the true power behind my King is me. He's adorable, and a wonderful battle tactician."

Gracefully she stood then, "But when it comes to negotiations, he's always shied a little from the same level of understanding that your Father had. That sometimes to succeed. You need to join with your allies and seek a different resolution which ultimately benefits both without it being one robbing the other blind. My Father used to have me on his knee when he did these things, so I might learn his secrets. I did."

Stepping to William and stretching up on her toes. A subtle seek to see if he was willing to let her brush lips over his. Then she spoke again. "Your Emmaline, she discovered things in our Son's room yes? She's a wonderful young woman, with a bright mind. One can see it as she sits there at dinner. Emmaline with that demure act while listening to every little bit said to see if she could discern something to give you the advantage. She's as good at it, as I am."

Even as she began if he'd kissed her, undoing the laces on that dress...
 
"She is quite something isn't she." William replied "quite a diamond in the rough when I happened upon her. She's far more calculating than anyone gives her credit for." William wasn't going to reveal that Emma had told him even if the Queen had her suspicions.

As he spoke about Emma his thoughts turned more towards her than the Queen now starting to undo the laces of her dress in front of him. William had just leaned in to kiss her when a knock came at the door.

"Just a moment." he said as he pulled away from the Queen's lips as she quickly retied the laces of her dress. When she was satisfied she was laced properly she gave William a nod.

"Enter." he commanded to find Emma step into the room. As she did, they Queen greeted Emma warmly then excused herself.

"Thank you for your time your majesty." she said as she exited.

William turned to Emma "Your information was most useful today. Thank you!" He decided against sharing the Queens proposal just yet. Rather, he asked. "How are you settling in to your new room?"
 
Emma was easily polite as the Queen departed. As William asked about the room she smiled at him. "I've got everything where I need it. Not that I had much to move. I did stop in at your Apothecary and get something made. An ointment with a delayed reaction. During tomorrow's negotiations, the Prince may end up rising to the occasion."

She exhales softly. "I know I never asked if I could have such a thing made but any distraction he feels might unbalance him enough to give you an advantage you can press."

Then she bit her lower lip. "He considers you a fool for not falling to their demands. Of course, he was trying his best to make sure I believe it's a good deal." A pause. "It isn't. It never would be. My own Father always said if someone seems to desperately be pushing for you to take something in exchange for what they tell you is a better deal. It is not. It never is. No one pushes that hard for something that is worth less than what they seek to give you. His words might have been about spotting when someone was trying to sell me something that wasn't worth the coin I was paying for it potentially. But his words ring true."

"If you are mad over what I did, I am sorry. I just couldn't feel bad over a harmless thing, when he's insulting you to my face. It simply made me more glad I took that precaution."
 
William laughed as he imagined the Prince struggling with an inexplicable erection during negotiations.

"Perhaps I need to come up with some reason we all must stand." he said as he continued laughing.

When he finally composed himself he told Emma of the Queen's proposal and how she confessed to him how the King and Prince intended to take advantage.

"It all sounded quite reasonable to me and I couldn't think of a downside." he said scanning Emma's face for indications she saw something he didn't.
 
Emma was quiet for a moment there as she listened to him talk about the Queen's words to him. "My Father said she was a good woman." Knowing what she did now of the Queen from her King's words. Had her wondering how well her Father may have known her there.

"I'd say if we had time we should check it out. But." She ponders. "If it's an old Kingdom, shouldn't there be something in your Father's Archives?" As she looks up at him there.

"I can if you ask it. Skip dinner, and instead go to the Archives and see what I can learn. If I find out yes it was her Father's Kingdom, there might be the same notes on ways to get in and overthrow. So a quicker victory?" A curious expression on that face.
 
"I'm sure the Prince would miss you desperately but that might be quite useful." William said as he stepped towards her and wrapped her in his arms. "Perhaps afterwards you can come back here and report what you found then allow me to play more fully with your new adornments." William pressed his lips against hers then parted his lip then ran his tongue against her pierced tongue.
 
Emma leaned into him then softly parting her lips to slowly kiss him. That tongue stroking his quite softly, allowing him to play with that barbell there.

"Do you think the kitchen would put aside a meal for me?" She knew being in the archives she couldn't take anything there.

"Something light. So I can eat something while I tell you what I learn. Then, we can crawl in bed and you can explore." She really had no issue with letting him touch her that much might be obvious. Given she was very willing to settle into him when he wanted it.
 
"Of course." William said before calling in his footman and allowing Emma to relay her wishes to him.

They parted shortly after. Emma to the archives and William to the great hall to dine with the royal family. The mood was quite a bit lighter than their meeting earlier in the day. Careful to avoid the topics of negotiations, the conversation mostly centered on William's father as they reminisced about past experiences.

William noted both the Princess's and the Queen's looks toward him throughout dinner. It was obvious the Princess enjoyed their time the evening before and that the Queen might still fancy picking up where they left off. As tempting as that was however, William's thoughts gravitated toward the thought of spending the evening with Emma.

As the hour got late they all said goodnight before returning to their respective quarters. The Princess, pulling William close, inquired about visiting him again but he politely declined but promised to make time another time before they left. With that, he went to his room to see if Emma had returned.
 
A night in the King's Archives. Usually, the Archivist hung about whoever was up there, annoyingly lingering over shoulders. Sticking his once in every few seconds. However on seeing that it was a beautiful young woman who was coming up and into his domain. The older man got so flustered he ended up spending his time sitting down.

Watching her flicking through books wearing those white gloves. Seeing her compile flawless notes on what she discovered and hearing her asking after his health every handful of pages she was flipping through.

It was potentially why she spent far longer than she realised up there in that dusty place. With that older man. Until she finally shut that last book. Lifted up her now-dried pages and smiled at him. "Thank you, on behalf of the King William."

The man had made a flustered wave of his hand and Emma had left him to his devices up there and his whiskey to likely revive himself!

It took her a little time to traverse the halls and then she was knocking on William's door quietly.. Perhaps thirty minutes past William arriving there himself. Once he let her in. She passed him those pages to read her report.

Those pages said fairly much that the Kingdom of Avadonia had been mineral and gemstone-rich. But also rich in the magic of the Fae who populated its forests. The king had discovered that the caves the Fae gravitated to held the most gemstone-rich deposits ever. That they'd gotten a peace treaty between them. But when the Barbarian lands began overflowing into the Kingdom and it was gradually overrun, the Fae were captured by the Barbarians and a lot of them were exterminated. That the treaty of peace was considered defunct between humanity and the Fae. The Fae at the time did not distinguish between the Barbarians and the other humans who were more civilised. There was also a page listing names of the Fae lineages the treatise had been with ... and this is where Emmaline discovered her own last name. Swansong.
 
Emma’s food had arrived just before her providing her the opportunity to eat as William read through the notes she’d compiled in the archives.

What she found seemed to complicate the plan proposed by the Queen. Not only did they have to fight back the barbarians to retake the lost land but it seemed there would be substantial work to repair their relationship with any Fae that remained.

William had always firmly believed that good relations with the Fae inhabiting the surrounding woods was a benefit to everyone.

As he got to the end of Emma’s notes he paused trying to think through the implications of what he saw.

“So, you may be of Fae lineage? Was this something you were aware of?”
 
Putting aside her knife and fork. "May." She utters to him. "If it was anything my father knew he kept that hidden."

Her expression troubled. "I mean those records go back to the old Kingdom. The one before the one the Queen told you about."

"Who's to say there's any left? If they are left they're probably squashed under the thumb of the Barbarians that are there. Freeing them would prove that you are different."

She softly rose to stand and dropped to her knees in front of him. Lifting the lariat towards him.

"If you doubt me....." Those eyes silently looking up at him. If he doubted her he had an instant way to control her loyalty. A few words and she'd be completely his.
 
William lifted his hand. “That won’t be necessary.” He said before taking her hand and guiding her to her feet. Emma’s lineage made no real difference to him. If anything whatever relation she may have could be helpful in improving relations with any that remain.

That would be for another time though. First priority once the visit is complete is to investigate the land they tried to part him with and see what they’ve missed all these years.

“Nothing I see here leads me to believe there is any downside to the Queen’s proposal. Do you agree?”
 
Taking her hand, had Emma let go of the offered lariat to him there. That her potentially mixed lineage didn't bother him, relieved her.

As she rose and stood then, a quiet moment considering. "I don't believe there is a downside. Potentially if the history kept is correct ... I may be useful helping." It was obvious perhaps by her guarded expression she wasn't sure at all if it was correct or some past King's fanciful writings on where her last name came from.

A subtle rise on her toes, an offering of lips to William then.
 
“Yes, it could be helpful indeed. We’ll spend some time sorting that out when their visit concludes.” William said as he returned her kiss and wrapped her in her arms.

William had been looking forward to holding her all evening and as they kissed, thoughts of the coming negotiations faded quickly from his mind.

Leading Emma to his bed his fingers worked quickly to release the laces of her dress then lifted it over her head leaving her before him only in her bloomers.

“I had Adrian craft something for me that I’d like to try.” He said as he stepped to his nightstand and lifted a light gold chain with a small clip at each end. Returning to Emma he clipped each and of the chain through the hoops adorning her nipples then gave it a light tug.

“Now I wonder what pleasures that tongue piercing gives.” He said as he unlaced his trousers and lowered them.
 
A subtle nod quick enough before the kiss, then a slide of arms about him for a moment. Kissing him the entire way to that bed of his. then demurely waiting for him to have her undressed. When he put the addition on her nipple rings she gave a soft chuckle, then shivered at the tug, whimpering in enjoyment.

With his words she merely paused momentarily to slide those more delicate bloomers off, stepping out of them. Then, she dropped a throw pillow off his bed to the ground then lowered to her knees on it. She was gently removing his hands from his trousers. She instead lent in with her lips catching those laces and working them undone with her mouth. Once it was undone she brought her hands up to lower them down to his ankles and help him step out.

Then she leaned in and used her lips to wrap around the head of his cock. suckling on it softly, first before she began to take it deeper. Letting him feel the soft rub of that piercing against its underside lightly. taking him then deep enough he felt that cock slide down her throat as she sucked harder.

Moving back and bobbing back and forth, before very gently like she took his hands and put them into her auburn hair. Those vivid green eyes looked up into his trustingly, as she then took his deeper letting him feel the additional pleasure of that soft rub against that oh-so-hard shaft.
 
The sensation of her piercing gliding down the bottom of his shaft cause William to moan and shudder as his hands ran through Emma's hair. William was growing to truly appreciate the Prince's gifts to Emma.

Now fully erect, William guided Emma to her feet then onto the bed. Climbing on behind her he planted kisses up her thigh until his lips fell on that gold hoop between her legs. William took it between his lips giving it a light pull before flicking his tongue across it then parting her with his tongue. Emma's hips pressed into him as his tongue played across her building wetness.

Reaching up, his fingers found that thin gold chain then pulled it taut causing Emma to lightly gasp. Her body writhing beneath, William could sense her climax approaching. He lifted himself from between her legs then climbed the bed slowly. As his lips met hers he slowly sank his cock into her feeling that gold hoop pressed between their flesh. He ground his hips into her for a moment savoring the sensation of her tightness enveloping him before beginning to deliver forceful thrusts into her. William's hand gripped Emma's as their mouths breathlessly explored the others.

Emma's body began to shudder beneath William as he drove harder into her. Her muscles fluttered about his cock as her moans grew more urgent. Her hands gripped his tightly as waves of pleasure washed over her body. He continued to fuck her through her orgasm before his own body relented with a violent quake as he sent jets of his thick cum deep into her.
 
Encouraged to release him from her mouth, she rose with his urging. Guided to the bed and onto her back, she spread those thighs for him and felt his kisses which enticed her, then the lick and tug with lips and tongue to that ring.

Before his tongue licked along her slit a moment, the tug to the golden chain hung from those nipple rings there. As he worked her rapidly closer to her own orgasm. A gasp then as he rapidly plunged himself into her and ground into her. She shuddered. meeting her lips with his and deeply kissing him. Those harder thrusts enticed her into moaning against his mouth repeatedly.

As he caught her hands holding them entwined with his own fucking Emma through her release and then he shuddered and hilted into her filling her with his seed. She shivered through it breaking the kiss to moan his name, "...oh William.."

In the aftermath of it, she looked into those eyes of his and smiled ever so softly. She almost wanted to ask him if she could stay right here for the night. Yet she knew that would only come if he willed it. Allowing herself a moment with him there. Before she finally spoke to him softly. "Should I dim thy candles, and go?"
 
"You may dim the candles but please stay if you're willing." William said as he released her from his grasp. William watched her nude form as she made her way around the room snuffing out candles until the last one went out depriving him of his view of her. He then felt her climb back into the bed and snuggle into him.

The next morning as negotiations reconvened William presented the Queen's proposal as if it were his own. He could see her wry smile from the corner of his eye as he finished and allowed the King and Prince to consider it. They were resistant at first still stubbornly holding to their original goal until the Queen cleared her throat and interjected. Her words caused them to pause another moment before coming to the realization that what was being offered, though not their initial idea, was indeed a substantial win for their Kingdom. At that moment the tone of the meeting changed as the implications of the proposal began to sink in. By the end they were all eagerly planning next steps.

As the meeting broke The King of Thaine's announced their plans to depart the next morning.

"I thank you for the productive negotiations. What we've agreed upon will move both of our Kingdom's forward in ways I hadn't anticipated. Your father would be proud indeed." He said before returning to his quarters to prepare for their final feast.

William made his way to his own quarters knowing it wasn't so much his own doing but that of Emma and the Queen that could be thanked for the resolution.
 
As he entered he found Emma there all dressed up and with a change of shirt for him. Something befitting a King on his guests last night.

He did however find her coyly offering him that ointment that he used to not only heal her but at times as lube. Before she lifted her dress up scooted onto her hands and knees on his bed then widely parted those thighs.

It was a clear offering of herself to him. He could see her pussy lips were slightly wet and a little lube would let him drive deep inside her and take her.

Emma knew she didn't have to do this but the idea of knowing she had a choice and that he could fuck her brains out before dinner....appealed to her.
 
William took the ointment from Emma then lowered his trousers as he stood behind her.
"Yes, this is a nice treat after a long day of negotiations." he said before dipping his fingers into jar. He coated two then slid them into her easily as he stroked his cock to hardness.

William teased the head of his cock against her slick opening for a moment before thrusting hard into Emma. With her wetness and the ointment he felt little resistance or need to be delicate with her as he gripped her hips and began fucking her hard. His hips slapped loudly against her ass with each thrust.
 
As he pushed two fingers into her, Emma began rocking back against them, listening to him stroke himself hard. She shivers then when he pulled those fingers out of her.

The tease of his cock head enticing, that hard thrust in s his hands grip her hips made her moan, letting her King at that pace, that hard fast speed kept her moaning as she worked to have her pussy clench about him every hard thrust in. Shuddering softly and gasping.

William felt her simply get wetter as he kept fucking her. Her moans soft and often a she felt him inside her and that pace increasing. He began to feel the first flutters of her orgasm.
 
As William felt the Emma's approaching orgasm, his lustful pace had his own not far behind. As he gripped her ass his finger, still slick with the ointment brushed across her puckered rosebud as she let out a louder moan. Knowing she was on the brink he pressed that finger into her causing her to erupt an a shuddering orgasm flooding his loins.

"Oh god!" he cried out as his hips began to spasm and his cock let loose a volley of his cum into her.

After a few long moments of recovery they cleaned up and prepared for the closing feast.
 
Once they'd recovered. Emma got them cleaned up and finished dressing with him there. Once they were all looking quite fancy and elegant. He'd realise this night she wore the red.

Another thing he might have noticed. In the week the Thaines had been her. Emma's initial order of clothing for her self was simply not enough in variety. She could get by with it when they weren't doing formal every night of the week. Maybe she'd earned a few more dresses?

Emma's auburn hair loose and flowing over her shoulders as she smiles up at him. Then went to open that door for him to depart and her to follow her as they went for the Great Dinning Hall. He'd find another chair added on his side, another of his Father's Knights returned. Knight Brookes. Him and Kinsley chatting as William and Emma arrived. Kinsley having ensured Emma had a seat beside William. Kinsley on the other side of Emma and then Brookes.
 
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