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The sun was past its zenith before Joseph heard the distinct sounds of several young women approaching.
A part of him had expected a visitor early in the morning – and a separate part would have welcomed one. But he’d seen nothing of the group for the entire morning.
It was his last day of relative freedom. Once Court was officially underway, it would be impossible for him to sneak away for any period of time without tongues wagging all across Azkoval. Although not the worldliest of men, he wasn’t so naïve as to think word of what transpired at the castle would not find its way through the servant’s grapevine into almost every household in the country.
Since Court wouldn’t convene until the following week, he felt justified in using his guards to keep people away or simply stating that he didn’t wish to speak to them if they managed to get past his official security.
Joseph was doing his best to keep from seeming aloof or arrogant. He didn’t view himself as either. He simply didn’t let people near him and, with most people, it took him time to get comfortable around them.
The men he’d placed in charge of the holdings knew Joseph (almost exclusively as Johan) so they rarely bothered him with trivialities. It was the seven men (and their wives and children) that had seen the king only once or twice that insisted upon telling him their woes (or their triumphs) despite the fact he cared little.
“The problems of the rich,” he mumbled more than once after being cornered and forced to converse with one of them. “People spend their entire lives to earn a gold coin and these people complain about not having 50 of them.”
Genrico understood because he felt the same way. Many of the older lords felt no remorse at parading their children in front of the Defense Minister and extolling their virtues before asking him to find a spot in the army for them (leadership, of course). After all, why should the lord feed his children when the king would?
Choran was in the same position, particularly because certain lordships had provided far less in revenue that he’d expected. He had known excuses during his time as Johan’s quartermaster but the landed gentry of Azkoval put the soldiers to shame when it came to creativity. Each of the lords that had fallen short (including two of Joseph’s former soldiers) had come first to Choran in hopes of swaying the Finance Minister to their side of the story. Choran knew they were wasting their time (and his) and he was blunt with the lords Joseph had put in place. He tried to be diplomatic with the older landholders – because he knew Joseph had no intention of using tact.
Alexander, Jonathan and Elena were more accustomed to dealing with the people that Joseph barely knew but even they found their patience thinning – and Court had yet to start.
So the sound of laughter in the castle lifted Joseph’s spirits (as it always did) and he entered the great room in order to catch the women before they headed upstairs or off to their next adventure. He wasn’t surprised to see two new additions to the assemblage: Bianca Halversham and Annette Hulett. He was thankful that the youngest of the crew was summoned to her mother before he arrived. He didn’t want to exclude her but he needed to have a private conversation and he couldn’t count on a young child staying silent with the information he had to impart.
“Ah, back from the stables, I see,” Joseph said brightly. Julia and Victoria had found buckskins for the newcomers (although Annette Hulett still wore her dress).
“We didn’t ride,” Liala said. “We just took Annette down to see the horses. She is still a little unsure of actually getting on one.”
“I recognize the feeling from the first time you told me to climb aboard,” Joseph said with a laugh. “Actually, it works better for me that you don’t require time to clean. I wish to speak to you. Well, it doesn’t actually apply to Lucretia or Bianca but I’d like to see the rest of you if you’re available.”
The two women he’d mentioned by name looked crestfallen for a reason Joseph couldn’t fathom but it still bothered him.
“You’re welcome to join us,” he said quickly. He knew he could count on Lucretia’s discretion and Liala had told him that Bianca was trustworthy, too. “As I said, it won’t really pertain to you at this point but you’re always free to visit.”
Rather than take them to his office – which would be filled to overflowing with that many people – he led them into one of the side rooms and shut the door. He didn’t want Rucar’s spies to overhear what was discussed – although he had no doubt that Celestine probably knew before the king did.
He waited for everyone to find a seat and then sat down in a chair.
“I thought I should discuss this with you personally before Julia burst from keeping it a secret,” Joseph said.
“Please,” Octavia said. “That girl told us everything about your visit. We spent half the night searching for the secret entrances and didn’t find any.”
“And you won’t,” Joseph said. “That’s why it’s ‘secret.’ This isn’t about that.”
“She told us about the fun part, too,” Elizabeth said. “I’m ready for my turn.”
He saw all the heads in the room nodding – even Lucretia and Bianca’s.
“It’s not about that either,” Joseph said. “This is about something I expressly asked Julia to keep to herself. That was unfair of me. I know she shares almost everything with you. I don’t like keeping secrets either but this time I thought it was necessary.”
“So no kissing?” Catherine asked.
“No kissing,” Joseph said. “This is about state business.”
“Oh,” Bianca said. “I thought...”
“She thought she was going to miss the kissing,” Liala said, using a forefinger to poke Bianca in her bony ribs.
“Not this time,” Joseph said. “But, while you’re here, I do have something I wish to discuss with you. I had the opportunity to speak to your grandfather last night. I’ve extended an invitation for you to remain at the castle for as long as you like. He said he would present the offer to you but he said you were late to morning meal this morning. I understand why now.”
He saw the young blonde woman blush brightly.
“We all practiced kissing with our tongues last night,” Octavia announced.
“I did not,” Victoria cut in.
“Well, the old married woman didn’t but the rest of us did,” Octavia clarified.
Joseph closed his eyes and shook his head.
“You’re going have Bianca ready to go home before Court even starts,” he said.
“I am thrilled to have the opportunity to stay at the castle, Your Highness,” Bianca said quickly. “Thank you very much for your kindness.”
“You’re welcome,” Joseph said. “And please drop all the formalities – unless there is an old bastard lurking around that might be scandalized if I’m not addressed as His Most Exalted Majesty or something of the sort.”
Bianca found herself smiling at the king. Liala had told her that he was fun to be around and she found her new friend to be correct.
“Now, can we talk about this or do I need to schedule an appointment?” Joseph asked.
“I have an opening I’d be willing to fit you into,” Elizabeth said.
Victoria cringed and covered her eyes.
“I’m sorry,” Elizabeth said quickly. “That was crass. I can see that you wish to talk about something important. Please forgive my impertinence.”
“It’s fine,” Joseph said. “But it makes Victoria uncomfortable.”
“Then I suppose Victoria should spend time around other people,” Julia said. “Or, she should get over it and quit acting as though she’s 40 years old.”
Joseph had been waiting for the two sisters to come to blows since a day or two after he’d met them. He hoped it could wait another week or two.
“Go ahead, King Joseph,” Victoria said, ignoring Julia. Joseph figured that was for the best.
“Well, as you know, Court opens in a few days,” he said. “A few of the announcements I will make concern the people in this room so I wanted to discuss them with you before anyone else.”
“Announcements?” Octavia asked. “Have you selected a queen?”
“No!” Joseph said in exasperation. “Gods above! Would you let me speak without asking questions?”
“If we must,” Liala said. “Go ahead; I will cover their mouths if they get out of hand.”
Joseph looked to Julia for help but she was still glaring daggers toward her sister.
“This affects the leadership of Azkoval for the future,” Joseph said. “I decided when I first came back that the gentry would no longer consist solely of males. To that end, my first announcement will be the official installation of Lady Elena as landholder for Westmont.”
Joseph didn’t expect applause but that is what he got. He waited for the young women to calm before continuing.
“Julia, this is new information than what was discussed last night so please listen,” Joseph said. “Immediately following Lady Elena’s elevation, Jonathan is going to step aside as Lord Burbridge and turn the title over to Elizabeth.”
“What?” Elizabeth said, sitting back on the couch.
“I know he’s spoken to you about his future intentions,” Joseph said. “He has decided now is the correct time and Alexander concurs. You and Elena will be presented and installed at the same time.”
“Oh,” Victoria said, recognizing the shape of the discussion. Realization dawned on Octavia and Liala at the same time.
“Elizabeth, will you accept the title to the Burbridge lands if I offer them?” Joseph asked.
“Of course,” she said. “I’m ... I’m honored.”
“It is I who am honored,” Joseph said. “I believe this is an important first step in changing our culture for the better.”
Catherine was sitting beside Elizabeth and she gave her friend a heartfelt hug.
“You and Elena will not go in alone. I will deed the title to the land across the bay to Julia,” the king continued. “The land will be named for her maternal ancestors, the Trimbles. I explained my reasoning to her last night and she can share it with you later if she chooses.”
Despite the fact that they had been bickering just moments before, Victoria vaulted out of her chair and wrapped Julia in a warm embrace.
“And, so no one thinks I’m slighting Victoria, I discussed offering her a title at the same time,” Joseph said. “She has elected to take the name of Lady Larchman after her wedding.”
“That brings us to the last property I will award,” Joseph continued. “As with the new Trimble lands, the property carries vital importance. It will serve as the bridge between Burbridge and Westmont and, thus, will play an important part in the protection of Azkoval from any foreign force that attempts to land on our shores. I needed someone both capable and inventive. I needed someone with the ability to play peacemaker between Elizabeth and her sister-in-law. I selected someone that has been taking care of that part for the better part of her life. I will deed the land to Catherine of Burbridge.”
Catherine sat wide-eyed, her mouth open in surprise. At least they were until several young women wrapped her in her arms.
“I am ... a commoner,” Catherine protested.
“There is nothing common about you,” Joseph said with a smile. “Alexander, Elena and Jonathan have told me that you are versed in the agriculture and commerce of the region. Genrico and Rucar agree that you are aware of the military significance of that section. Choran is convinced that you understand the financial ramifications of a land holding. When the discussion turned to people to help build our country, your name came up very early in the conversation. I have said from the outset that who you are now is more important to me than from whence you came. That applied to people not born in Azkoval and it applies to people that were born into families without a title before their names. You are a capable, intelligent woman and Azkoval will be better for having you in position of authority.”
Catherine managed to wipe the tears from her eyes before wrapping Joseph in a firm embrace. He held her and offered a soft kiss on her hair.
“Will you accept the responsibility?” Joseph asked when she sat down again. Elizabeth immediately put an arm around her friend.
“Of course she accepts,” Elizabeth said but Joseph shook his head firmly.
“It is Catherine’s decision to make,” he said sternly. “Perhaps she has dreams and aspirations that do not include the role I’ve offered. You both know that the landholder is more than a mere figurehead. It is a position of leadership. The people around you will look to you for guidance and for approval. The Crown will expect you to grow the area and nurture its occupants. I will expect you to continue to provide sound advice and counsel. This is not a position without drawbacks.”
“I understand,” Catherine said, sniffing to clear her nose. “Yes, King Joseph. I humbly accept your offer.”
“I have not selected a name for the region,” Joseph said. He had never expected her to turn down the job. “I will leave that to you. I ask only that you consult me before announcing it. There are some names I have removed permanently. If you make a compelling argument, I will consider permitting you to resurrect them if you select one of them.”
“My parents came from McMicken,” Catherine said. “Is it possible I could honor them in that way? I fear Wilhelm killed the entire line.”
“The McMickens are similar to the Trimbles,” Joseph said with a nod. “Their deaths became necessary because they would have fought the usurper to the last breath. I have considered offering the name to other regions but I wished to save it for a person and an area worthy of it. You are certainly that person. If you wish to name the region McMicken, I will heartily support it. From what I’ve read of the family, they would be honored as much as your parents would be.”
“Lady Catherine McMicken,” Julia said thoughtfully. “That has a nice sound to it.”
“Thank you, Lady Julia Trimble,” Catherine said.
“I believe that concludes what I wished to speak to you about,” Joseph said. “Is there anything you require from me? I fear the rest of day is hectic.”
Victoria cleared her throat.
“Uh, Joseph,” she said, “I do not wish to question your decisions but...”
“But that would make you the only person I know who didn’t,” Joseph interrupted. “Ask what you will.”
“It is... , “ Victoria began and stopped. “I wondered if you had considered Octavia and Liala for land holdings.”
“I considered it but dismissed the thought,” Joseph answered with a smile. “They seem perfectly content to eat my food and provide nothing in return.”
“I provide you with ... other benefits,” Octavia said with a look down at her bosom.
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Fetish Porn SitesAbsinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...
Once again, Dorwich House hosted the ton of the ton for a ball. Once again the hostess and Lady Anne Tarleton descended the stairs together. “Are you going to dance all night?” Anne asked Lenora. “I shall save out two dances for rest periods,” Lenora responded. “Look!” She showed her dance card with the fourth and seventh lines filled out ‘sit.’ Seeing those, Anne could also see that the eighth dance was marked, ‘Dorwich.’ “Very wise,” Anne said. She now needed no trickery to know which...
A short piece I know. It was supposed to gone on longer, but the idea’s I had seemed to be merely tacked on, so I left it. ******** I was walking home in the cold drizzle when the car pulled over a short way ahead of me, the engine stuttering. The driver, who I could just about make out in the evening gloom as a woman, got out and opened up the bonnet, peering in at the engine. As she looked over the recalcitrant motor I heard her speak. ‘Oh you silly cow Carla, you didn’t do the radiator...
After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...
Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...
kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...
Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...
Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...
Life: it's all about making decisions, of that I'm sure. The problem is figuring out who makes those decisions, and in my whole life, that hasn't been me. At twenty-one years, I'm still the victim of my controlling parents, unable to do what I want, nor when, nor where. So this is a big step for me: finally moving away from home to a college of my choice for a major that -I- control. It's even bigger than that because I did it all without permission. Small wonder, then, that I'm suffering...
Transition Decisions by Vivian Bird I met her at an art gallery. We happened to be looking at the same painting and she sat down on the same bench that I was on. She looked like a goddess, tall, thin, beautiful and sexy. Her tight skirt was black, with a kick pleat in the back. Her long sleeved, white blouse was billowy, with ruffles in the front. She had two buttons undone, showing just the hint of cleavage. Her blond hair cascaded around her shoulders and she used her hands...
Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...
Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-Fifrom my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...