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the trail. It was a nice early harvest day in Falconhurst as the Queen looked at the flowers just starting to bloom. They strolled off the worn path into some thick brush and spotted the little clearing.
“AAAHHH!” the Queen suddenly screamed as she ran behind the knight.
He pulled a small dagger from his hip and flung it toward the ground. It pierced the red-tailed snake that had scared the Queen, killing it on the spot. The Queen released her tight grip from Sir Anderley but her heart still pounded with fear. She hated snakes possibly more than anything else. Sir Anderley pulled out the knife, tossed the serpent aside and cleared the way. In the middle of the short green grass sat a glowing amethyst plant. The sun perfectly penetrated the trees at that point and made the plant shine. Silly smirks came over the faces of the Queen and Anderley.
Emilia Burke Wamhoff, Queen of Donegal, was petite to the extreme, but a perfectly proportioned miniature woman. She sometimes looked like a child next to the enormous King, but even so most people saw her as a fully grown, sexy woman. Her curly brown hair swept down to the small of her back and her green eyes complemented it perfectly. The Queen spoke with a high pitched, girlish voice even though she was thirty-three. Her bronze skin tone glowed in the partial sunlight.
Sir Anderley Ellsworth took the small flat plank out of his satchel and gripped it in his left hand. He held it over the object of the Queen’s fancy. He pulled the lavender bud from the plant with his right hand. Anderley smashed it against the board and ground it in with his thumb.
He offered it up to the Queen. She patted the powdery substance with two fingers and rubbed it on her tongue. Sir Anderley repeated the process and the Queen went for a second taste. She rubbed the amethyst on her gums this time and then on her full, luscious lips. It tasted terrible but the final effects were what the Queen wanted. Her eyes twitched and the Queen started sweating. Her stomach felt terrible and swirled around, churning until she almost threw up. Then suddenly, pleasure spread through her entire body as the plant took effect just in time. She used drugs because she felt very lonely in the castle and they made her feel good. She had never felt accepted by the Wamhoff family, especially the older women. The Queen glanced up at the sunlight through the tree branches and the green leaves oddly turned purple.
Thank the Gods did I need this .
The Queen and Anderley were great friends, but they often spent hours together barely speaking. Balance became extremely difficult and the Queen stabilized herself on a low tree branch. The branch felt funny in her hand, it made her fingers tingle.
“What shall you do today, my Queen?” Anderley wanted to know.
“Huh,” the Queen said through her purple haze, “How about…we go to the duels?”
Anderley never denied the Queen her wishes. He lived inside a diminutive, fit body with long brown hair and blue eyes. He wore his hair in a ponytail most of the time. He had forfeited all his lands and titles as heir to Lightview to pursue a life of honor. The knight became a member of the King’s Guard four years ago but ironically spent most of his time protecting the Queen.
When they reached the horses, the Queen’s eyes seemed to be dancing in her head.
A concerned Anderley asked, “My Queen, will you be alright to ride?”
She focused her vision and replied, “I am fine, this one just hit me a bit harder than before.”
They both mounted and took off for the Dueling Yard. The Dueling Yard served dual purposes. If the prisoners won seven duels, which were single combat fights to the death, and served seven years in the army, they became free men again. Wooden benches were built all around the yard for people to sit and watch. The citizens placed bets on the fights and cheered on their favorite criminal champions. Twenty minutes later, the Queen and Sir Anderley arrived
“AAAHHH!” the Queen suddenly screamed as she ran behind the knight.
He pulled a small dagger from his hip and flung it toward the ground. It pierced the red-tailed snake that had scared the Queen, killing it on the spot. The Queen released her tight grip from Sir Anderley but her heart still pounded with fear. She hated snakes possibly more than anything else. Sir Anderley pulled out the knife, tossed the serpent aside and cleared the way. In the middle of the short green grass sat a glowing amethyst plant. The sun perfectly penetrated the trees at that point and made the plant shine. Silly smirks came over the faces of the Queen and Anderley.
Emilia Burke Wamhoff, Queen of Donegal, was petite to the extreme, but a perfectly proportioned miniature woman. She sometimes looked like a child next to the enormous King, but even so most people saw her as a fully grown, sexy woman. Her curly brown hair swept down to the small of her back and her green eyes complemented it perfectly. The Queen spoke with a high pitched, girlish voice even though she was thirty-three. Her bronze skin tone glowed in the partial sunlight.
Sir Anderley Ellsworth took the small flat plank out of his satchel and gripped it in his left hand. He held it over the object of the Queen’s fancy. He pulled the lavender bud from the plant with his right hand. Anderley smashed it against the board and ground it in with his thumb.
He offered it up to the Queen. She patted the powdery substance with two fingers and rubbed it on her tongue. Sir Anderley repeated the process and the Queen went for a second taste. She rubbed the amethyst on her gums this time and then on her full, luscious lips. It tasted terrible but the final effects were what the Queen wanted. Her eyes twitched and the Queen started sweating. Her stomach felt terrible and swirled around, churning until she almost threw up. Then suddenly, pleasure spread through her entire body as the plant took effect just in time. She used drugs because she felt very lonely in the castle and they made her feel good. She had never felt accepted by the Wamhoff family, especially the older women. The Queen glanced up at the sunlight through the tree branches and the green leaves oddly turned purple.
Thank the Gods did I need this .
The Queen and Anderley were great friends, but they often spent hours together barely speaking. Balance became extremely difficult and the Queen stabilized herself on a low tree branch. The branch felt funny in her hand, it made her fingers tingle.
“What shall you do today, my Queen?” Anderley wanted to know.
“Huh,” the Queen said through her purple haze, “How about…we go to the duels?”
Anderley never denied the Queen her wishes. He lived inside a diminutive, fit body with long brown hair and blue eyes. He wore his hair in a ponytail most of the time. He had forfeited all his lands and titles as heir to Lightview to pursue a life of honor. The knight became a member of the King’s Guard four years ago but ironically spent most of his time protecting the Queen.
When they reached the horses, the Queen’s eyes seemed to be dancing in her head.
A concerned Anderley asked, “My Queen, will you be alright to ride?”
She focused her vision and replied, “I am fine, this one just hit me a bit harder than before.”
They both mounted and took off for the Dueling Yard. The Dueling Yard served dual purposes. If the prisoners won seven duels, which were single combat fights to the death, and served seven years in the army, they became free men again. Wooden benches were built all around the yard for people to sit and watch. The citizens placed bets on the fights and cheered on their favorite criminal champions. Twenty minutes later, the Queen and Sir Anderley arrived
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