" Mmmhh..... Mmmh... ahhh... someone might... see...", a female voice whispered in restrained ecstasy to her lover but all he did was release a groaning sound still kissing her even though he obviously heard her warning.
Samaira stood in the midst of all this unmoving. Her brown eyes glued to the unholy sight, her entire being focused on the indecent act being carried out by a maid and a guard.
The maid had her legs straddling the guards waist, her long uniform pushed up to her thighs, her legs exposed while her back rested on one of the pillars down in the hallway.
The guard's trousers were on the floor while his hand was all over the young maid's body, his head buried in her neck as he plunged his dick deeply into her as quickly as he could in every stride.
Samaira stood in the corridor that led to the lengthy rows of stairs in the castle. She had only climbed a minimum when she heard low whispers coming from the hallway she was heading down to.
Her eyes soon enough were welcomed by such a sight which ever since, it had refused to unsee.
Surely for any lady of her age, it would seem like something happening out of a book she had once read, something that they could only imagine.
She had never experienced such and there was a particular word used to describe ladies such as herself, virgins they were called.
You would wonder how she came across this when all that had been in her head during the morning was to freshen up and search for Walter so he could show her to the castle's library and that she had already been doing.
She had worn the dark blue colored gown and styled her long blonde hair in a simple ponytail and she had wandered around the many hallways clearly lost on where to go.
Finally deciding to take a look at the festival if he was there, she was invited to see such a sight... one which would make her writing romance fictions more experienced.
The expression on the maid's face and the sounds that elicited from both her and the royal guard's mouths made her feel this urge in her tummy. She was unable to turn away though the thought of getting caught did linger in her head.
She stared at her environment clumsily and stared at the maid, why did this sight amaze her so much... why did she feel like doing it also?
So many thoughts ran in her head, she swallowed her saliva and stared at the two of them straightforwardly. From where she stood, she got a very clear view and right now she did not want to part eyes with what was going on.
The guards started plunging in faster while the maid could barely muffle her noises. Sometimes she would bite her lip and sometimes she would voice it out and though it bothered them that they might be caught, it did nothing but thrill them even more.
The one thing Sam wasn't expecting was getting caught watching such an act even though she wasn't the one doing it.
Prince Dino had been hurrying to the festival which was obviously taking place in the castle's large garden. He was not by the King's side during last night's ball and he had been scolded as though he were a child severely for that.
If he were to miss the festival too, he might just end up being sent far away, to another kingdom for a task that didn't require him and he needed to be around in order to watch his father's back.
For some reason, his instincts were giving him bad vibes and he was intending on trusting them, as always.
He had only arrived at the pathway to the stairs and was about heading down when his grey eyes came in contact with the back view of a female figure.
The figure stood unmoving simply staring at something and his ears picked immediately on the sounds coming from below. He moved forward with calculated footsteps and peeked at what Sam had been watching.
Dino only glanced at it for a while before staring at Sam whose gaze remained hooked to the scene. A smile unknowingly formed on his lips, this wasn't something you saw everyday.
He moved towards Sam carefully stopping on the stair above hers. He bent slightly as he was a little higher than her and then whispered into her ears, his voice coming out soft and soothing.
" Aren't you staring too much milady?", he asked playfully causing Sam to gasp in shock. She felt someone behind her but before she could turn towards him he held her shoulders keeping her in place.
Sam wanted to speak but she just didn't know how to explain... from the voice she heard, it was clear that it was a man behind her and God Why her? How could she have been caught doing such?
" Peeping doesn't suit a lady", he said once again, the smile still on his face as he let go of her shoulder.
Sam shut her eyes in shame, she had to deal with this though her heart was saying she could not possibly bare the disgrace... while her mind was saying otherwise.
Finally she turned away from the maid and guard who had apparently climaxed as she faced her doom.
She opened her eyes coming in contact with a pair of grey ones, grey ones she could recognize from absolutely anywhere after having done a showdown with them.
" Desmond", she called out shocked and out of words while Dino stared at her with a calm exterior but his insides were also surprised. The smile fell from his lips as he watched her look left and right as if searching for someone.
Finally she stopped her gaze on him and exclaimed, " You can speak?", the words left her mouth before she could stop it and he closed his eyes as his memories from the previous night flashed in his head.
" Curse that damned fool Niklaus, he caused this", he murmured to himself opening his eyes as they both stared at each other, the scene of before fading away and another new scene being reborn.
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The Festival was yet to begin. The six wives of the King stood in an horizontal line as guards stood next to them helping them prepare their weapons.
Two amongst the King's wives chose to use a bow and arrow while three chose guns and one, the first wife of them all, chose a simply catapult.
It was something that brought thrill to every soul present. This wasn't something that happened everyday.
In a row of six beautiful rarely seen women, who would be the one to win successfully and go to the King for her price?
Maids stood gathered at the back yard that led to the garden while guardsmen stood around observing the area, many guards surrounded this particular area, some where from the queen's castles.
The King and the Dukes who had joined the King sat under a large umbrella away from the field whilst drinking tea.
During the midst of their conversation, King Edward excused himself leaving only the Duke of the South, Duke Harold Rollins and the Duke of the north, Samaira's father under the umbrella.
The queens stared at each other with little delights on their faces. Though they barely saw each other, there was none that missed the other... too many fights had happened between them that it made them despise each other nonetheless.
The sun was only up in the air but it barely gave heat, this festivity was best carried our in the morning so as to avoid the queens having to stand in the sun but instead, under the light of the soft morning weather.
One of the queens with sharp black hair and grey eyes smiled at the queen next to her with chestnut brown colored hair.
" Last time you won Rebecca but let it be known to you that I will not let you off this time", the black haired queen who's name was Esther said as she turned to the guard next to her who had called her attention to chose an arrow out of many well designed arrows.
Queen Rebecca, the third queen of the King was the mother of his only son. She was more observant than rash and that made her one of the most calmest in all the King's wives.
She only smiled softly at Esther who had finally turned to face her after picking a specific arrow. Both of them were using a bow and an arrow and she was not sure if Esther was even good at it as the lady had used a rifle last year and many others.
" May the best queen win Esther", she said calmly but Esther only scoffed and turned away picking another arrow deciding the one she had picked earlier was no longer good enough.
The other wives barely said anything to them as they mentally prepared themselves for the competition. Esther and Rebecca had always had little talks and it wasn't the first time.
Rebecca was the third wife and Esther the sixth, it was clear that Esther would always dislike Rebecca for she had birthed the King's only son and Rebecca could only care less believing she only had to put up with this for a week before she went back to her castle.
Meanwhile, Samaira's personal guard, Walter Stone moved about hastily in the Castle's hallways searching for Samaira's room. On arriving at a certain room door, he pushed the doors open and hurried in.
Lady Lynnette who had been standing by the window turned immediately only to come in contact with Walter who had his back facing her as he shut the door and swiftly turned around.
" Lynne, thank goodness I found you", he said softly releasing a breath which he didn't even realize he had been holding in.
Walter had been searching for both Lynnette and Samaira because he knew they were put in a room together and he simply had not found the time to talk a with Sam at the party because he was busy making new guard friends and it was a delight for him.
To have finally found Lynne and Sam without getting caught by another guard was a good success for him and he couldn't help but feel such huge relief.
Lynne only glanced at him once before turning away from him, not in the mood to hear him at all.
She could barely get a view of what the queens were doing from where she stood and she had been sent back by her father before she could even make any requests so you could say her mood was not one of the nicest right now.
Walter scanned the room yet finding no trace of Sam. " Lynne where's Sam?", he asked casually. He had become so accustomed to addressing them by their names, sometimes he did not even realize when he did it.
" Fooling around somewhere", came the short reply of Lynne whose voice held some unsettled sentiment to it.
She turned to face Walter who was busy trying to think of places where Sam could be so that he could simply go back and relax if she was okay.
" Walter.. why is it that I cannot watch the women compete for the King? My Papa forbade me even before I could ask and it is really unfair", she said in a fit as she stomped her foot and walked away from the window after trying her luck once again, still yet unable to see anything.
" Perhaps Sam went looking for a library in the castle", Walter suddenly exclaimed only to have Lynne glare at him with her grey eyes as though she were glaring at her papa.
" Do you not even care about my problems Walter? I am lamenting to you and you should be listening", she yelled angrily, throwing one of the pillows on the bed at him in the process.
He caught it swiftly and glared at her. " I guess I would care Lynette but you never have any real problems", he replied in regards to the fact that she was a Duke's daughter and she barely had problems but that wasn't the least bit true.
She stared away from him and he walked closer to her side where she was standing by the bed side before carefully placing the pillow on the bed.
" If it's about somewhere good enough to see the Festivity, I can take you there", he said softly afterwards and she stared at him with a tough face.
Her expression soon broke into a huge smile urging him to go on. He sighed and looked down before raising his head up in a devious smile.
" Are you willing to take the risk Lady Lynnette", he asked softly and she smiled more as if knowing what was on his mind.
" Yes, Yes.. Walter I'm in", the thrill seeking Lynnette replied hastily as she and Walter sneaked out of the room to go stand on the good seeing spot as he had claimed.