Lily finished fixing herself up for her meeting up with Duke Randall Durius to arrange their marriage. Mazara set all of this up. Lily couldn’t be more grateful to her guardian. Randy as she called him and felt about him when he stood near her. Young handsome rich all of these things along with a sweet nature. Mothering oodles of children to please him consumed much of her agreeable mind. She hurried down to await her handsome man.
Mazara took wicked pleasure in the piece of fluff she called her ward. A stroke of genius to set up the strumpet with Grand Duke Durius’s son. With his strength added to King Emeril few would stand in their way. Through her spies she learned the grand duke’s greatest wish to see his son married with grandchildren to spoil. Lily would ensure his distraction with plenty of grandchildren the fertility magic Mazara used would ensure that. She purchased Sir Garrett’s squire Albert’s silence with forgiveness of his family’s debt. Mazara managed to squeeze out a few tears at Sir Garrett’s funeral. She smiled at how well she managed it all. She caught sight of Lily bouncing down the stairs in a dress that displayed her assets admirably. Ready for a date with Randall no doubt. Lily called them meetings to arrange their marriage but Mazara knew it to be an excuse to fool around with each other.
A knock on the door cause Lily to jump but she returned to her seat composing herself. Mazara waved off a servant as she opened the door to Duke Randall Durius. Tall and well built he gave a bow and formal greeting to Mazara trying to ingratiate himself with his fiancee’s guardian. After some formal greetings and pleasantries Lily went with Randall in his ornate carriage. Watching Randall carefully help Lily in whispering, “I know the perfect secluded spot for us. It is a grove near the castle. I have yet to witness any wander the grove. I long for those luscious lips pressed to mine.”
Lily giggled excitedly saying, “Which lips do you mean? I plan to let you own both. My body aches for your firm caresses.” Her hand wandered to Randy’s lap massaging his hardening manhood.
Randall spoke in a hushed voice as he drove the carriage, “I too eagerly await our marriage that is why I think it best if we wait so that I don’t sully your reputation. It pains me to resist the passion to be as one. But I would not risk our marriage for a days pleasure.”
Lily pouted slightly , “Fear not no one will see us. I refuse to let worry divide us when my body quivers with desire to belong to you. I know how to convince to carry on.” With that she pulled a blanket over Randy’s lap looking about for witnesses. Catching sight of none she ducking under the blanket she worked her lips over his manhood.
Randall drove the horse faster that they might continue. Lily’s warm tongue convinced him of his weakness to her. No man could blame him for falling to the lures of such a gifted woman. In nature and beauty the gods gifted her. Arriving at the secluded grove the soon to be lovers found a comfortable spot to lay down a blanket upon which they lay as the made out with each other removing their clothes as they continued.
Princess Fina wandered the grove that once brought joy to her meeting her beloved Sir Garrett. She worried about his fate. She knew he went to the court wizards but as the days past she wondered why he didn’t return to her. Then she Albert reported his death she knew something didn’t fit together. Sir Garrett returned to her transformed but alive. He could not of died on his quest as reported. This smelled of her fathers work. Mourning came easy to her at the funeral as sorrow filled her not knowing what befell Garrett. Sound perturbed her pondering Fina followed them to their source. She found buxom young woman riding atop Duke Randall who she recognized from court. About to turn away from them when the woman flung her head back crying out in ecstasy revealing her face. The sight of the face that Garrett wore on the night he disappeared. The woman fell upon the Duke pressing her large attributes into his muscled chest kissing him passionately.
