"I had heard many a tales of the great beauty of Highever, who knew that the rumors were true? Bryce has held back on me." King Cailian said in a deep husky voice as he watched the stunning young Cousland walk across the bridge away from Duncan. After their brief introduction and stunning realization as to whom the beauty was, Cailian couldn't keep his eyes off her. Elizabeth Cousland had come from a highly prestige bloodline, in fact had not his father stepped up she would be royalty now and he a high ranking Lord.

"Any word from her Majesty?" a deep voice asked, Cailian heard the annoyance and light scold in the speaker's voice. Being caught ogling a women wasn't new, sadly it had happened more lately even his father-in-law had caught him a time or two, but non ever corrected him or scolded like this voice did. In fact it was like having his father with him again, looking away from the gentle sway of Elizabeth hips he turned to see Duncan had doubled back to where he stood;just beyond the entrance to Ostagar.

Smiling with a small amount of embarrassment in his eyes he turned his attention to Duncan. "Anora is well of last reports, thank you for your concern." Cailian fought to not fidget under Duncan's knowing eyes, Blasted rouges, know everything...or is it because of being a grey warden? maybe it is just Duncan. As if reading his thoughts Duncan replied, "It is me your majesty. I have known you for years, though you are well schooled in politics. I am well-trained in Bullshit, of which you just spuid! The truth if you please."

Sighing heavily Cailian looked around noting that they were not fully alone solders stood a few feet away and could over hear, giving Duncan a pointed look, which to most would look as though the king was putting the mighty Grey Warden commander in his place, but in truth he communicated with his eyes they would talk else where so as not to be over heard. The Battle was in 2 days, there was a lot to prepare, but maker please let Duncan forget this conversation. Duncan nodded in understanding before bowing his head then walking away towards the Wardens camp site. The stirrings of an idea where coming to him and he would be damned if anyone would stand in his way.

Duncan had said to walk around explore and when ready to find a ginger warden named Alistair. That was easier said than done, she had wondered around camp for over an hour now looking for a man who fit the description with no such luck, and growing extremely frustrated. Feeling a presence behind her Elizabeth turned around to find a fancy armored man approaching her.

"Warden," he greeted with a slight bow, before taking out a parchment from his pouch handing it to her. Looking down it bore the royal seal. Looking back up confused at the messenger he explained.

"His Majesty request the honor of your presence for evening meal, he said as to further discuss the situation with Highever, if you were to ask."

Nodding her head to returned to her tent to changed, raised as she was she could not ignore her breeding, though on a battle field if summoned by the king you came dressed appropriately. That didn't mean she liked it. Having switched her armor for fine linen she followed the solder whom was to escort her apparently to his tent.

The royal tent was gold and the largest one here, with a knock on the wood post before the tent entrance and a "Enter" Elizabeth stood in the middle of the tent floored at how big it was inside as well. The furniture was ment for comfort not battle. Rich smells assailed her nose as a bountiful spread was laid out on a table, taking quick note that only 2 place sittings were laid out. His Majesty, King Cailian was in another part of the tent what appeared to be a bedroom where the king was in the middle of changing out of his armor. Gracious he was gorgeously tan, quickly removing her eyes and turning around to allow privacy, she felt a flush rise on her cheeks.

"Sorry your Majesty, I didn't mean to..." to what? see him in the middle of changing! but he left the curtan up and bid entrance, she had no reason to be ashamed.

"Come forward." His velvety voice commanded.

"Your Majesty?" confused she slightly turned to look at him to see if he was talking to another but looking now no one else was here all the servant staff that had been here a moment ago were now gone.

"I require assistance, or would you rather dine with a walking piece of metal all night?"

She could not hold back the laugh that escaped so suddenly from his unexpected humor. Breathing deeply she walked over to the king and started to unfasten his gauntlets. Keeping her eyes on her task she did not notice how her nearness greatly effected the kings breathing, or how he stared at her, trying desperately to memorize her face and every feature of her body that can be seen. 'Maker she was beautiful.'

There was a pregnant pause, her hands stilled but she still did not look at him. The silence stretched til finally she spoke, "Excuse me your majesty, what did you say?" Only then did he realize he had spoke his thought, eyes slightly rounded from surprise at himself, such a babe thing to do, and not even realize. A slight flush worked its way up his face til the tips of his ears where a bright pink. She looked up having still not receiving an answer to see the King of Fereldon blushing, Maker did he look tempting blushing like a school lad barely out of short stays. He seemed frozen in shock and embarrassment, she had heard tales of the 'Casanova king" whom would bed just about anything with a skirt on. But to look on him now those tales must be rumors brought on by possibly scorned women whom were turned away for NOT turning his head.

A mischievous gleam in her eye, she decided the only way to break this stalemate was to have some fun. "Does his Majesty think I'm pretty?" she asked in a sultry voice she'd heard her late sister-in-law use to tease her brother with. Seeing him gulp but not answer she decided to push a little more, running her hand up his still armored chest to his shoulders where buckles she expertly unclasped, making quick work of disarming him. All the while giving him what she hoped were seduced eyes and continued to purr her questions/taunts.

"Would my leige like to 'royally inspect' me, one never knows if I might be concealing anything."

"Are you telling me to search you? or that your going to assignats me!" His voice slightly higher than before but it's a start from silence.

"His Grace would enjoy an assignation I'm sure..." Elizabeth said as she gracefully covered her mouth to laugh, all the while teasing him with her eyes. Gracious she is teasing him! Recovering finally from his blunder, he decided it was time to see how far she'd go with her game. She had already disrobed him of his chest plate, gauntlets & shoulder plates, as well as the padding that when underneath, his boots already had been removed from a servant. Leaving his shin & thigh guards, looking at her now with hunger in his eyes. "My lady Cousland, you seem to have forgotten the rest of my armor."

Looking mildly shocked with a flush on her cheeks,"Oh, my King surely you do not require assistance with the rest..."

"Oh but my Lady I do, I find myself quite stiff and unable to move.."he said in a contrary voice, like it should be all but obvious. Snapping his fingers he motioned for her to continue disrobing him.

Finding herself swallowing hard now, she stepped closer to him, kneeling at his feet. Elizabeth looked up to see if he jest, but no the look of expectation & elation was prominent, the latter not quite making since. Elizabeth removed his shin guards first then reaching up untying the thigh guards and looking into his eyes she all but stop breathing. The look in his eyes was something she had never seen directed at her before, like he wanted to devour her and knew how she would taste. The air grew heated almost like it was in the middle of summer not early fall. Heart racing, blood pumping, was there a mage in here, cause there was electricity here...

Pulling the guard down his legs, she was met face to face with a very large bulge in his pants she couldn't help the gasp or the flush that rose to her cheeks, seriously she must look like a tomato right now. He seemed unabashed about his manhood straining to see her.

Cailian reach down gently grabbing hold of her hand, one to not scare her, but also to make sure she didn't run. Helping her stand he brought her close to him, moving slowly like she was a skittish doe and he a hungry lion. For truly that is how he felt, but he remained slow and patient to give her enough time to say no. She did not, he brought his lips down on hers and he swore he heard Andrastate singing, she was sweet and mouth-watering. He had to have more, slowly backing her up to the bed he continued his assault on her mouth plundering her til he could think no more, the earth could end that moment and he wouldn't know, or care.

All his life he had been told whom he will play with, fight with, lay with, marry. His whole life had been laid out for him since before his birth, and he followed where he was led. Never really complaining or pitching a fit, til it came to the Grey Wardens. He had fought Logain tooth & nail for their assistance and then that he would be in the front lines with them. Victory's hard fought & won, now this. He wanted her the moment he met her, and he would have her!

Falling down on the bed with Lady Elizabeth beneath him, her hands in his hair, (Maker he loved the feel of her playing with his hair.) pulling him closer to her, as if she were just as hungry for him as he was for her. Pulling back slightly to look at her, to commit this moment to memory, her eyes normally a breath-taking sky blue where now a midnight blue, lost in passion. Her breath coming in short quick gasps, pink glowing skin, Maker she was beautiful.

Cailian started caressing up her arms, then her shoulders, her neck, slowly down her chest. finding her nipples already standing at attention for him. Lightly scrapping a nail over them pulling a moan out of her. Moving his hand lower to the hem of her dress before hooking it up so he might caress her legs, slowly moving back up til he reached her hip, where she jerked at his touch.

Elizabeth groaned into his kiss, Maker she couldn't think at all with him kissing and touching her. Never before had anyone touched her like this, she was slightly scared but mostly shaken. She didn't know what to do, should she tell him no, could she? He was her king after all, did people tell him no? If she was still Lady Elizabeth Cousland she could say no, maybe. But now that she was a Warden she held no power of a noble women. Was she ready for this, was this normal? Did he think she was normally like this or that he could do this because she was a civilian now?

Before she could get her head around what she should do, Cailains had removed her undergarment and his hand was playing at her entrance between her legs. She yelped in surprise, "mm, I take it my Lady likes." Cailian said in response to her noise. He lightly stroked her surprised at how wet she already was for him. Finding her nub he rubbed it, she squirmed and groaned beneath him in ecstasy. His loose trousers where extremely tight and uncomfortable, wanting release from his captivity, Cailian leaned back to support his weight on his knees while he released his manhood one-handed.

With his other hand he rubbed Elizabeth's clit with his thumb as he pushed two fingers in to her entrance, it was tight, and warm. She moaned louder with each thrust of his fingers, soon very soon, she was almost ready for him. He kept it up as he leaned down and undid the strings on the front of her dress. exposing her voluptuous breast. Creamy white mounds with dark rose-pink nipples peaked and begging to be suckled.

Bending his head down he took one peek into his mouth sucking, then holding it between his teeth while his toung flicked back and forth. Elizabeth had started to buck against his hand, while pulling his head closer with one hand and gripping the sheets with the other. Throwing her head back and forth, she was so close to her climax. Taking his other hand he grabbed her other nipple and lightly squeezed; that did it she let out a scream that had his ears ringing. Cailians dick twitched at the sound as well as if pleased. Pulling out his hand it was coated with her fluids, licking his hand clean and enjoying the sweet and tangy taste he knew she'd be. He positions himself at her entrance waiting there as she came back down to look at him as he thrusted into her.

In that moment he wished he had gone slower, He entered her completely in one full thrust. Realizing to late, she had been a virgin as he broke her maiden head. She yelled out in pain, clawing his shoulder and back. Tears tricked down her face as she bit her bottom lip and turned her head. Cailian was at a lose at first, he had never been with a virgin, even Anora wasn't a virgin when she came to their marital bed. Nor any of the other women he had been with. He knew normally it is painful, and he normally took care to make sure they were extra wet for him, he knew he was a big man, not just in length but in width as well.

He bit his lip to focus and keep still as she adjusted to him.

"Is that it, don't you move or something" Elizabeth asked pain still laced her words.

"I'm waiting til you custom to my size, then the pain will receded and I'll continue,-"

"I'll not grow accustom to your size, just continue please..."

"Lady Cous-"

"Elizabeth, please..I'm no longer Lady Cousland, she died with her family in Highever. Besides I think we are intimate enough to be on first name bases, don't you."

Cailian looked down at her, Elizabeth was putting on a brave face but her tears betrayed her, her face was turned away from him, the candle light catching on her tears as they silently rolled down her face. This is a strong and proud women. Reaching out and capturing her chin with his hand he turned her face to him, placing a soft kiss on her lips.

"Might I beg for my lady's forgiveness,-"

"I told you-"

"Shhh," Cailian placed a his thumb over her lips to keep her from interrupting him again. "I have heard what you said, however you are in my tent, in my bed, and in my arms as such you are my Lady, Lady Elizabeth. I must humbly beg your forgiveness my dear. I did not know, but that doesn't matter I should have taken more care with you. I lost my head and I harmed you in the process. I did not show you the joys of making love, and now you wish it over and done. Whist I wish to remain with you and show you the right way, that this can and should be pleasurable and fun, not painful and rushed like a dirty little secret. My lady please let me show you how it should be, or die trying."

Silent tears came faster down her face, seeing a man, nay a King beg her forgiveness and asking for another chance. Words failed her, quietly nodding her head in acceptance. She breathed a sigh of relief when at last the pain faded to just a dull ache..

Cailian felt her wiggle and sighed in relief, not only would he get another chance with her, but he felt she was now accustom to his size. Slowly he started to move, he could see her brow furrow ever so slightly, taking care to go slow and gentle he leaned over and placed kisses on her brow, eyes, nose, cheeks, mouth..til she opened her mouth and he could taste her again.

Slowly the tension was building again in her stomach like before, she didn't know what it was but she liked the feelings it led to the last time. Pulling him closer, grinding more to him, just letting her body take over and do as it pleased seemed to build the fire more. Gasping as she was on the brink, she grabbed Cailians ass cheek and pulled him closer, bringing him deeper. He picked up speed thrusting in deeper, harder, faster til at last she fell over the edge. Screaming 'Cailian' name as she came, he pumped a few more time before he spilled his hot seed into her. Collapsing on her to catch his breath, when he realized he must be crushing her he went to move to the side, only to notice she had wrapped herself tightly to him and wasn't letting go.

Chuckling and held on to her in return as he rolled on to his back, bringing her on top of him as they were still joined together. Maker, Cailian couldn't remember another time when he felt like his head was going to pop off as he came. The others had all been experienced and not nearly as tight. Anora was experienced and tight but knew how to get you off quickly so you could get off her. She looked at the marriage bed as a chore she must endure. Never had she seemed eager or excited to take part. Yet here was a beautiful, strong, proud women whom is inexperienced but was highly responsive and seemed to enjoy love-making once the unpleasantness was over.

Cailian had found what he did not know he was seeking, and he wanted to keep her.

END OF M SCENCE!

"Might I ask your majesty about something?" Elizabeth asked, with hesitation, not meeting Cailians eyes across the small table that was over flowing with food. Once they had finished both remembered there was food, and starving after the activity, decided to partake in evening meal together. They had been having fun with small chat.

"Of course, as long as My Lady will dispence with the formality and call me Cailian."

"Very well, I expect the same curtsy in return though. Cailian"

"As you wish Elizabeth." A huge grin on his face he looked at her expectantly.

"Not that I didn't enjoy myself, your Maj- Cailian. But one must wonder why."

"Why what my dear"
"Why me? It is no secret that you are married. For a few years now, Why be unfaithful, why now?"

Cailian was caught completely off guard, had he known she would ask this he would have prepared a line or maybe a distraction. As it was his brain was flying to try to find a political answer to her question but what came out was anything but.

"Do you believe this the first indiscretion I've ever done?" his tone seemingly cold. Inwardly he cringed, he enjoyed her, he was not ready to see the fun end so soon, or at all.

"I- um..well, I had thought" she felt like such a fool, of course he hadn't been faithful. Why would he suddenly choose now to change, for her; she is nobody special. But she had hoped.

Seeing the hurt, and self-condemnation he couldn't allow her to continue, leaning forward resting his elbows on the table,(Something his Nan would have a heart seizure about) He started to tell her his story..How since before he was born his life had been laid out for him, all his decisions made, how he never fought back, or said no. Not even when in love with a minor nobleman's daughter, his father told him, His wife was already chosen, and to "Bang that sweet red-head and be done with her"

"Anora and I were raised together, we would play with my uncle Teagan in the garden as children. Anora had always loved Teagan since then, Her and I fought bitterly, she was to pig-headed and I refused to not make decision whist I played. I was prince after all." chuckling he continued. "It wasn't till I was 14 Anora 13 that I walked in on her...servicing Teagan who was 17. I had just met Lady Alice Wolfe, as I said she was from a minor noble family."

"Lady Alice was your first, how sweet."

"Not quite my dear, you see though I had met her I had not fell in love yet. After seeing Anora and Teagan I had a slight...problem." Coughing uncomfortably and readjusting in his seat he continued.

"I didn't know where to go, and I was terribly embarrassed so I went to my room, there was a servant in their cleaning, and she saw my .. problem. She was my first, She was in her early 20's." stopping do to her loud gasp that caught his attention, looking up at her she was floored!

"WHAT! How could she take advantage of a child!"

"I was not quite a child my dear, and later she tried to say she was with child, claiming a royal bastard."
"And was she?"

"She was with child but not mine. " silence fell on them for a moment before Cailian continued.

"For a time I attempted to woo women, and it worked more than I thought. Only to find I was a pawn in their game. Whom could conceive the royal bastard first." he said with venom in is voice. His eyes were no longer focused on here, but a time in the past.

"I'm sorry, Cailian. I do not plan to get with child though-" waving off Elizabeth's unrest.

"No, My dear I know you don't. But if you should it's alright. Truthfully I need an heir to the throne. Now more than ever." he grew silent still lost in his past.

"What of your queen, is she not willing to give you an heir?"

"Weather she is willing or not is besides the point, she can not. She had been found barren, I addressed thus before I left, but with the 'blight' I was called away before I made the official pronouncement. The papers had been drawn and signed, she is no more queen but in name only."

"How does she feel about that? and Logain?"

"Does it matter? They knew of her condition before we wed! Yet still I was forced into that farce of a marriage. Anora is now free to love whom she chooses, Logain, well Logain is commander of my army's, and my fathers most trusted friend. I wonder if he still see's me as a boy or my father..."

I sat a moment watching him as he pondered over these things, I am sure he never ment to tell me all this. He had revealed more than he wanted to, but whether it was the drinks or late hour, or the simple needing a sounding ear to listen to his troubles; Cailian was a troubled man and a ruler with a country on his shoulders. and for all that he is still so young, at only 25, he had worries most never have. Wanting to make him feel better and get his mind off his troubles, Elizabeth stood up and walked over to him. He looked up in to her blue eyes as she stratled his hips, sitting in his lap facing him. She leaned forward and kissed him as she let her hands explore his hard chest, finding the hem of his tunic she lifted it over his head, returning to kiss her way down.

"Not that I don't enjoy this Elizabeth, but what are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious, I'm only starting what you promised to show me rightly."

"Oh, then by all means continue.." he ended in laughter as she playfully smacked his bare chest. Capturing her lips again in a deep passionate kiss. Cailian wrapped his arm around her waist as the other hand grabbed her ass. Standing up Elizabeth in his arms, he carried her to the bed to ravish her through the night...