I had been weeks since the wedding and the newly crowned Queen of Ylisse was adjusting to life outside the world of war. Bringing her senses away from the brimstone and decay of oncoming horrors was difficult for the tactician. She had found palace life too calm and was happy that it was time to continue rebuilding the bonds between the countries which was a suggestion that she had made to her husband shortly after their wedding. Chrom had agreed that the faster the world was in a better state, the sooner they could share the life they wanted. Saphire with her raven locks long and straight past her rear sat in the coach with her husband, heading to the lands of the North, in an attempt to bring about a treaty and trade between the estranged countries.

"Saphire?" Chrom's voice pulled her from her thoughts, "Any ideas about how we can forge this alliance?" His face was always so full of hope and as she watched him run his calloused hand through his indigo locks she smiled. His hair had gotten longer and it needed trimming. None the less the prince appeared nothing short of princely.

"Chrom, I don't know these people, these lands. I couldn't come up with a plan without this knowledge." she replied, feeling a slight twinge in her stomach, "I think I'm nervous." she admitted, "This is just another first for me and..."

"Stop my queen..." his fingers covered her pink lips as her fire light eyes met his bright sapphires, "This was your idea, your vision. You've negotiated with me before as my tactician, what makes you think this is any different?"

"The fact that I hold the title of Queen of Ylisse might hold some weight?"

Chrom laughed and took his wife into his arms. She groaned sadly, "I'm not joking."

"Calm down dear lady. We're approaching." He pointed to show the vast mountains of the North and the kingdom that hailed there. "We'll be staying here in the local inn. I think a quiet get away is needed after all these weeks of travel, don't you think?"

Saphire shifted in her seat. She felt restless and uncomfortable in her own skin. Her clothes felt like they didn't fit and her stomach was upset. "I guess so Chrom." She suddenly regretted her idea to travel and found herself brooding on the thoughts of going home and being away from everyone.

"Saphire?" his voice soft as he stroked her hair, "What's the matter? You seem perturbed."

"I'm fine. I just want to get settled and get this done. I..." tears suddenly filled her eyes are she broke down and began to bawl, "I don't know..."

"Saphire..." he didn't hesitate to take her into his arms and caress her hair, offering comfort and support a lover should, "It's okay. Please don't cry."

She felt his hard body against her and the scent of his musk filled her nose. He smelled so good it lit a spark in her soul. Without another word, tears still dripping her lips went to his neck and she began to nibble gently upon his flesh, sucking and licking up and down before going to his ear and biting down slowly.

"Oh by the Gods..." Chrom moaned surprised, "My..." his voice trembled as she continued, her fingers reaching into his hair while the other ran down his back, "My queen... if you were... aroused, we will make love as soon as we reach the inn."

Pink lips curled into a smirk as she pulled away from her husband and looked him in the eye. Their hearts beating fast as he watched her confused at her actions. He'd never experienced this kind of aggression from her and he could feel the heat fill his face as the blood rushed to his cheeks. "I want to make love to you here..." the warmth of her breath as she softly spoke her desire in his ear made him quiver.

"Saphire..." he grabbed her shoulders and brought them eye to eye, "We're in a carriage going to town, people will see and hear and..." she pressed her lips to his and grabbed him by the hair bearing down on him so they were close. When she pulled her face away she could feel him ready and willing against her, "I...we..."

Chrom being a man couldn't help but physically respond to her touch. And being the man who loved her so much couldn't deny her wishes. His face turned red because the idea of a making love so publically suddenly intrigued him, "Hm... " she kissed him softly before undoing his belt buckle and pulling down his slacks, her fingers skillfully reaching what she'd be seeking. It quivered in her hand and he gulped, sweat beginning to form at his brow. "Don't worry my love. We'll keep quiet." Saphire assured in a whisper. She lifted her light blue sweetheart gown along with its layers of skirts beneath and sat atop him. Pulling her white panties aside she dripped upon him, making him shutter as her scent filled his very soul. She moved, holding the seat of the carriage to brace herself as she lowered her body to his, prying her lips apart and taking him between. He had looked away, his face red as a rose, unable to face that she was making love to him in a carriage, in public and worse that he had been fascinated by it. But she felt so good, tight and soft and moist, her body shuttering against him as she dropped her dress and grabbed him chin so she looked him in the eye. Her cheeks were rosy but her eyes were smoldering heat. Chrom couldn't understand what aroused him more, her innocence or her desire and ardor. Confused, he kissed her softly to show he didn't want this to stop. She shifted, straddling him fully and pressing him deep inside her walls.

"Oh... by the Gods..." he cried out above a. whisper, "You... tease me woman..." his hands instinctively went to her waist, holding her tight and pressing her into his body. He guided her as she shifted her hips forward and then slowly moved back that he had to pull his hand to his mouth and bite down to keep from screaming. "That feels good..." Chrom said innocently, his mind reeling from what was going on. "Saphire, I don't know if I can..." she bucked her hips against him hard, using the back of the seat to leverage herself. "Agh!" the exalt screamed holding back the release that would have exploded inside her. "Saphire, please.. please stop. I can't take this..."

"Chrom," she smirked her caramel cheeks kissed with a rosy glow. "I don't want to stop…" she ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him to her so she could embrace him once more, while she continued to press her hips into him. Her insides tightening and pulling him deeper. "I... please let's do this together?" she pleaded and kissed him once more. His hands on her back he guided her so she rose on his lap, sweat streaming down their faces as they both looked into each other. Her eyes were wide but she couldn't open her mouth lest she scream from pleasure. She nodded and he obliged holding her waist and pressing her back and forth on him. Chrom's fingers kneading into the flesh of her hips over her dress. "I…." her face flushed and she held him tight, her arms around his neck and her lips meeting his to kiss him. Her tongue sliding through to play with his as her body contracted and he held her there, releasing inside her, her insides tightening on him causing him to twitch and tremble. Their lips locked, tears streaming down their face as they held back their cries of bliss.

His body shuddered as he came down slowly from his high, sweet sapphires squeezed tight as firelight eyes watched him intently. Saphire pressed deeper into him kissing him more, turning her head and adjusting his face to hers. When she pulled away and they were gasping for air looking at one another her chest pressing into his as they breathed heavily. The shock and confusion still apparent in the red flush of his cheeks. Her copper eyes gleamed as she looked at her husband lovingly, her delicate hand reaching for his cheek wiping away the sweat and tears. "Open your eyes lover…"

With a flutter the daylight caught his pupils as he adjusted to the light in the carriage. She looked as she always did after they'd made love, like a goddess. Something about the glow that came about her when she had climaxed and reached ecstasy was so sensual and tantalizing that he could only beam a smile back at her. They were still united her arms around his neck and his holding her hips, his hair disheveled, their eyes bright. She could feel his breath on her face and him the heat from her body. "Saphire… I…" he struggled to speak and gasped for air. "I love you…"

"I love you Chrom…" she looked away and started pulling up her gown so she could pull away and adjust herself. She could feel the wetness of their juices and the warmth. She blushed with embarrassment, "I… I'm sorry…I don't know what came over me. I just… had such a strong urge to be with you and I didn't want to wait. I…" the caramel skinned queen started to lift herself but his strong hands held her there. She gasped falling back atop him as he held her there tightly, "Chrom?" she questioned and he smirked keeping her gaze with his.

"Who said we were done?" he replied, bringing his mouth to her neck and nibbling softly. She moaned in surprise, "Quiet Saphire…." his hand went to her mouth and covered it to silence her. When she'd calmed down he reached into the bodice of her gown pulling her breast out. They were harder than normal, the dark brown nipple erect and stiff. "Oh Gods…." Chrom brought his mouth to the left on and licked it before encircling his mouth around it and sucking in gently.

"Chrom!" she screamed but the carriage suddenly stopped throwing her back and off him but his hands caught her so that her back was in his arms. He had leaned forward and held her, her breast out and her skirt up. "Chrom I…"

His eyes were on her. He lifted her up and adjusted her breast back into her bodice before pulling her skirt down. She fixed her panties but could feel the mess of sticky juices on her thighs. The carriage door opened and the queen was sitting on the kings lap, trying to adjust his slacks which were hidden by the skirt of her gown. Frederick looked at them as they appeared arm in arm, eyes locked and smiling.

"Your Majesty?" he asked, "I heard a scream, I had the carriage stopped… I thought something happened." His face flushed as he saw them. "My apologies…"

"I'm fine Frederick," Saphire smiled having finally managed to fix Chrom's pants, "I was moving and fell. I'm okay…" She rose and sat beside her husband, "Have we reached?" Chrom brought his hand to his mouth inconspicuously to keep the chuckle from escaping his lips

"No.. not yet. We'll be there in 10 minutes if you're ready to go?"

"When do we meet the Queen?" Saphire asked.

"At noon." Chrom answered. "We don't' have much time." he winked and she pouted. "Frederick, let's keep going. I'd like to get these talks over with so I can spend some time with my wife."

The carriage door closed and she looked at him with an innocent smile. "It makes me happy when you want to spend time with me."

"My queen you are the only person I want to be with or be around all the time…" he held her tight, "When we have a moment alone. I'm going to get you back for this…"

"I'll be looking forward to it…" she kissed him sweetly. "I need a bath now. I think we both do."

"We do, I'll be sure to wash your back for you." he kissed her hair. "Let's hope the Queen isn't stubborn and willing to work with Ylisse to bring peace."

"No one will be able to resist you my king. You are a charmer and an excellent negotiator. You will be able to reconcile whatever differences there are and we can hopefully begin trades."

"I trust you're right Saphire." he pulled her to his chest and caressed her hair as they pulled up to the inn.