The Crowned & Conquering Child

"I don't care what wild stories you've heard, Your Highness, but I am no femme fatale, your father came looking for me."

"That's exactly what you wanted him to believe. You teased him and played hard to get; provoking him with your erotic dances and flaunting your other lovers before his face. You drove him to madness."

"I did not such thing!"

"Oh, you're a clever woman, mother. I like my women intelligent. I enjoy the challenge. You carry yourself with pride and none will deny that you make a grand presentation. I am a man who admires that. But don't think for a minute I'll be as easy to control as my father was. I am fully aware of your games."

He grabbed me roughly by my arms. He was a mixture of lust and anger that would not be denied. Pulling me down, tearing at my robes, he took me then and there, on the floor.

"I fought a war for you, you wicked temptress."

I thought back to his letter:

"Your visit has inspired me in ways you could never imagine. I now know what it is I most desire. I will not stop until it is mine."