Standing in front of the gates to the main entrance of the Genovian Palace, Queen Clarisse lifted the hood of her dark cloak over her head and stepped forward, putting her hands on the gate as she looked back at the Palace, knowing what she was doing was wrong but she was left with no choice. The man she married all those years ago didn't love her, didn't treat her like the woman she really is, it was him who forced her into the arms of another. Someone she fell in love with at their first meeting, spending many nights together with him since, laid in each others arms talking about their future together.

She knew her husband knew about her 'fling' and so did the person who she ran too, in times of need. She would tell herself so many times that she must end it for the sake of her Sons, but every time he was near she lost herself, she lost all rights to her body, letting him lay claim to them.

"God I love you!" He would whisper as they made love "Your so beautiful." He whispered against her neck as they laid together, fact was he said all the right words, she couldn't help but go back for more.

And that's exactly what she was doing, late on this night. After letting her in the door, he kissed her back against the wall, pressing her body against the hard surface, as his hands wondered over her body, he kissed and nipped at her neck as she tipped it back slightly.

"God I want you," He huskily whispered and watched her slowly open her eyes, locking her gaze with his while taking his hand. Raising an eyebrow as she started leading him up the stairs to his suite.

Shutting and locking the door behind them, she turned while putting her hand on his chest, walking him backwards, laughing as he fell back into the desk chair. He couldn't help but smirk when she placed one foot next to his and lifted her other leg up, straddling him while placing her hands on the back of the chair, behind his head.

Kissing him slowly as she raised herself a little, pressing her breasts against his chest moaning into his mouth as he cupped her bum, giving it a squeeze before letting his hands run slowly down her thighs, slipping them under the hem of her skirt. Kissing him deeply, so much so it made him tip his head back a little, smiling as she giggled as his touch became firmly while moving his hands up her thigh, under her skirt as it gathered up around her waist, followed by a gasp as he slipped his hand in her panties.

But before he had any time to do anything, Clarisse pushed his hand away and climbed off, walking backwards over to the bed while removing her skirt and panties. He slowly stood up and watched her turn her back to him while removing her top and bra, then slowly crawled onto the bed, looking at him over her shoulder before laying down flat across his bed.

Smiling as he walked over, standing next to the bed as he stripped and slowly laid down on top of her, making her lift her head while closing her eyes as he kissed over her back.

"Turn over," He whispered and watched her shake her head "I want to see your face when I enter and make sweet love to you," He whispered in her ear "I want to feel your legs wrap around me, holding me close, I want to move deep inside of you, kissing and teasing your beautiful dark nipples." He said huskily "I want to see your face when you reach your peak and screaming my name." He added and watched her slowly turn over onto her back below him "Much much better." He whispered and lowered his head, kissing her deeply.

Entering her as she brought her knees up bending them and resting them against his hips, placing her hands on his sides as he began driving into her, hard and fast. Making her moan and scream his name was what kept him going, raising himself up resting on his arms as he drove into her, watching her beautiful breasts bounce around with each thrust. Tipping him over the edge moments later, followed by Clarisse, who like every time locked her legs tightly around him and held him close.

Saying goodbye at the door was the hardest part, but knew she would return to his bed within a few days. Kissing her goodbye before closing the door as she hurried back to the Palace before sunrise.

When she reached the stairs leading to the main entrance she looked up to see her husband King Rupert glaring down at her.

"You were with him again, weren't you?" He demanded while walking down the steps to her.

"What has it got to do with you?" She snapped while folding her arms.

"I saw you leave Clarisse," He snapped back "What's he got that I haven't?" He snapped.

"He loves me for who I am, he cares and makes sweet love to me." She answered and went to walk past him but gasped as he grabbed her arm, pulling her back "Rupert get off me." She screamed as he began shaking her "Rupert." She exclaimed as she began crying, his hands gripping her arm so tight it hurt.

"Get off her." Came a voice as he made his way over to them.

"Who dare tell me..." Rupert glared while looking to see Joseph stood next to them "How dare you."

"I said, get off her." He snapped again.

"Joseph please, don't." Clarisse cried "You will only make it worse." She added.

"You may have my wife when she's not on Royal grounds, but when it's on my land." Rupert glared and pushed Clarisse to one side, sending her flying onto the floor "You have no right." He snapped.

"I have every right," Joseph answered and moved forward, starting to fight him.

"Stop." Clarisse screamed at them while getting to her feet and rushed forward to try and break them up "Please stop." She begged only to be punched by mistake, sending her flying onto her back, knocking her out for a few seconds as the men carried on fighting.

After a few seconds she opened her eyes and stood to her feet, slowly walking off from the men with her hand up on her forehead in a daze. Coming to the edge of the land, looking around hearing the waves splash below her she slowly looked down at the ocean.

Both men stopped fighting and looked on as Clarisse lowered her hand, lifting her head looking up into the night sky.

"Save me from the nothing I've become," She whispered in the wind as she let go of her body and slowly fell forward.

"Clarisse." Joseph screamed while running to the edge with Rupert.

Reaching it he looked down to see her floating in the water.

ooOoo

Sitting up bolt right in bed, panting, sweating, Joseph gasped while putting his hand to his head, pulling the covers back he rushed to the bathroom where he threw up.

Splashing water over his face a few moments later and looked at himself in the mirror.

"It was just a dream, pull yourself together fool!" He whispered and let the water run into the palm of his hand, bringing it to his mouth seconds later as the phone in his suite rang.

Rushing to answer it "Clarisse?" He whispered.

"No it's Pierre," He whispered "It's Mother, she's in hospital." He added "She had an accident." He whispered.

Joseph looked at the wall as he lowered his hand with the phone in.