Chapter 0 - The Silver Queen

The city of Corran was quiet tonight. Not so much audibly as the travelling faire was in town and the commoners were bustling with excitement. No, the city was quiet. There were no raids from opposing kingdoms... no monsters killing wanderers in the forest… no military drills. For once, High Lady Xara was able to relax… sort of. She leaned back against her pile of silk pillows, some of them gifts from foreign ambassadors sewed with elaborate designs and colors. She crossed her firm beige legs over each other as her long silver hair framed her distracted face. At her sides were piles of paper, one clearly taller than the other. She’d read through one, sign another, and set them down on her other side. They were reports, correspondences from royal leaders, expense and military reports. Over time the High Lady began to stare blankly at the paperwork, the words blurring into illegible blotches. Her mind was elsewhere.  Once she’d realize she wasn’t going to get anything done, she placed the papers onto her nightstand.


She took a moment to listen to the distant faire music, the laughter of the people and more importantly the rare silence of her castle. It seemed for once, there was nothing to do… and she was fine with that. The Corran people served her well, and suffered much in the past. They deserved whatever happiness was brought to them.

Xara needed some solitude anyway. It was more pleasurable than most people realized to be rid of her silver armor, the very same that saved her country… the same that gained her the title ‘Silver Queen’. Despite her forthright attitude, strict nature and intimidating nature many forgot that she was, after all, a female. Donning something more feminine was a welcome change.

The peace of the city, the shadows dancing upon the walls from her candles and the muted lighting put Lady Xara in a romantic mood.

Romance, thought Xara, she experienced it once, a very long time ago. She remembered her first love. He was a handsome knight, perfect in every way. He was very same person who inspired her to take up arms and eventually lead her kingdom's armies and then take up the throne herself. Xara remembered the first time they made love. It was her first time, actually. She was excited and scared, just the memory made her skin tingle. She recalled everything: the first touch… kiss, the weight of her lover on top of her, the words uttered in moments of passion. Xara shivered, her eyes shut as the memory came back to her. It was a lifetime ago. Over 400 years now. While her face was that of a woman in her prime, she was now over 500 years old and her disposition showed it. She was one of the few humans given the rare gift of immortality, a blessing so that she might continue to lead her kingdom into prosperity. She gave a heavy sigh. Her hand drifted down into herself. This was long overdue.

Commander Alyssa Walher was head of Xara's royal guard. Alyssa was tasked with the High Lady's safety and carried out her duties unquestioningly. While most of Corran was celebrating, Alyssa stayed close to the queen’s chambers. One of the guards gave her a report, and Alyssa figured now was an appropriate time to give it to the queen before she fell asleep.

Xara was too into herself to hear Alyssa enter despite the creek of the door. Her eyes remained closed as she continued to pleasure herself. She moaned softly as her fingers sat between her legs, running up and down the length of her privates.

"Oh my… erm… m-my lady! I apologize, I d-d-didn’t…" Alyssa stuttered.

Xara slowed opened her eyes, and slowed her motions. Xara grudgingly withdrew her hand and sat forward on her knees. "What do you have to report, Commander?"

Alyssa simply couldn’t take her eyes off her leader. "I… h-have the… um…" There was a small pause.

Xara looked at her dumbfounded subordinate. "Is there something on my face, Commander?" asked Xara who slowly crawled forward toward Alyssa.

The commander had never seen the High Lady in anything less than royal robes, nevermind lingerie. And never did she think Xara was capable of behaving so… seductively. Xara, through her heroism and many feats, along with her long life, she was seen almost as a deity, a goddess. She was a symbol of beauty, strength, but this… she was so human. After seeing the High Lady play with herself, a swell of heat vented between the Commander's legs.

She had never seen this side of the queen… it was almost as if she had never met her before. This was someone entire new.

Alyssa ogled upon the loveliness that was Xara. Xara’s hair flowed down her shoulders to her back. Her light skin was faultless aside from a few battle scars. Her hazel eyes were all too enchanting. She was adorned in black lingerie which her ample breasts  move at every moment.

Alyssa was enamored… frozen even. But this was the High Lady Xara Leigh, the Silver Queen, Ruler of Corran, Savior of the People, the Bulwark of Hope. It was right then Alyssa realized her emotions had absolutely no place here.

Xara looked upon Alyssa. She wore a cotton black dress adorned with all the significance of her rank. And while no man had the courage to say it, it flattered her form quite well. Alyssa was, after all, a perfect soldier in the eyes of many. She was raised among the military and was inspired by the heroism of Xara, if not already by the feats of her parents. It was her dream to serve Xara, and trained endlessly until her wishes came true. Now she was well-built; stocky and well-toned yet feminine. Her black and wavy hair fell just above her shoulder. Her breasts were taut, but not nearly as large as the queen’s.

Suddenly Xara gently grabbed Alyssa by her waist, stirring her from her stupor and kissed her.

"Commander Alyssa Walher." Xara said, her voice low and smooth, "It seems I am in need of… company tonight. It has been rather lonely as of late. I ask you… will you tend to your queen?"

Alyssa gazed into Xara's powerful eyes, "Whatever it is you ask, my lady. I will see it done. I exist to serve only you, your majesty." Alyssa said meekly.
Xara’s expression hadn’t changed. "That’s not what I asked, Commander. It wasn’t an order." Xara gently smiled. "Don’t worry. I won’t be offended if you say no." Xara observed Alyssa's face, watching the contemplation play out in her minute expressions. Alyssa’s eyes were shut, enjoying the touch of her queen. “If you d---“

"Yes.” Alyssa interrupted. “Yes, I will" Alyssa nodded.

Xara went into to kiss her commander deeply, only to receive a gentle bite of her lower lip in return. Xara smirked. "You understand now, Commander. Good. Please… do what your heart tells you."

Alyssa's hands gently felt down Xara's back, occasionally caressing the deeper scars she had there. Her hands reached up, unbuttoning Xara's brassiere and letting her breasts fall naturally. Alyssa stared for a moment. Xara’s bosom was so full and beautiful that all she could do was appreciate them with her eyes before kneeling down and taking a nipple into her mouth which hardened immediately. After being sucked and nibbled on, the Silver Queen moaned and grasped Alyssa's hair. The queen pressed Alyssa's face into her chest, "More…" Xara whispered.

The queen lost herself in the moment. It had been so long since she was this vulnerable. Here she was, the great High Lady Xara, the Wraithbane, Slayer of Darkness… totally helpless. She could feel herself moisten as Alyssa worked her nipple with her tongue. Her back arched toward Alyssa as memories of her past love came to light again.

"My lady.”  Alyssa called softly, bringing Xara out of her memories.  

"What is it you wish?" Xara sighed, agitated that Alyssa stopped.

"May… may I take liberty with you?"

Xara would have said yes to anything if it would mean that the pleasure would continue. "There’s no need to ask, Commander." she said into Alyssa’s ear.
Alyssa took a deep breath before she gently pushed Xara on her back. She pinned Xara's arms above her head and kissed up and down her neck. The Commander’s  hand slid down Xara's hip and into the sides of her panties before setting Xara hungry regions free.

The thought of being submissive contrary to her nature was exhilarating to the queen. She felt herself moisten; her juices dripped between her legs and wet the satin sheets. In reflex, she bucked her hips upward. She wanted Alyssa inside of her but in her submission was at the mercy of the Commander.
Alyssa watched as the queen squirmed and positioned herself so that her smooth thigh was flush against Xara's clitoris. Xara welcomed the pressure between her legs and started to rock against it.

Xara dug her nails into Alyssa’s back. "Commander..." Xara gasped between thrusts.

Alyssa knew exactly what she was going to ask and shook her head. "Not yet."

"Commander..." Xara called again. Alyssa silenced her with a deep kiss, exploring her mouth with a gentle tongue. Xara moaned, and grinded against Alyssa, her regions throbbing wildly between her legs.

"Say my name." Alyssa ordered. “Here I am no longer your commander.”

Xara began to find it hard to concentrate. "Oh my..."

"Say it!" Alyssa whispered.

"Please, Alyssa!"

Alyssa smiled and happily obliged. The Commander removed her leg and dropped her hand in its place. She brushed Xara's inner thigh before moving up to caress her glistening slit. Xara gasped, gripping Alyssa’s back harder.

The commander entered Xara, first with one finger then with two. She rubbed the High Lady, in and out. Xara moaned as her regions responded greedily. It quivered and dripped  while Xara grinded with her lover’s fingers. Alyssa continued to stroke Xara while sucking her tit.

Xara was very close. Alyssa could feel it. Her queen’s walls had gripped her fingers tighter. Just a few seconds longer.  The queen moaned again, pleading for release.

Quickly Alyssa pressed herself against Xara, dipping her tongue into Xara's mouth as she  caressed the glistening orb hidden within Xara's wet region.
Xara froze for a moment before she shuddered. With a loud moan her entire body quivered violently. Alyssa kept her fingers firmly pressed against Xara's clitoris as the queen enjoyed her orgasm. Xara clung to Alyssa, kissing her passionately while her fingers had broken the commander’s skin. When the waves of pleasure passed, Alyssa slowly withdrew. She gently stroked Xara's thigh until the High Lady calmed down.

Alyssa kissed the queen lightly as the two faced each other.

While the comfort shared after such a pleasurable event was Alyssa’s favorite part, she didn’t think Xara was the type to cuddle afterwards. For all she knew, the queen could have very well been using her for pleasure and nothing more. All would return back to normal the next day regardless. Everything here would go unheard of and a secret buried between the two. Alyssa planned to get as much she could from this experience as possible.
The High Lady clung to her, trembling, much to Alyssa’s surprise. Quietly the queen moved her fingers up and down Alyssa's back.
After what felt like an hours, Xara spoke. "I imagine you have a lover at home."

Alyssa let out a chuckle, "Maybe."

"Give me a moment, Commander.” Xara’s voice returned to the authoritative queen that Alyssa knew. “A good deed is not without reward." The Silver Queen said, exhausted.

Alyssa smiled and shook her head. “My Queen. For all you have done for your people… for me… I would not ask anything more of you. I am happy I was able to do this much."

"Now, Alyssa…” Xara began. “I cannot--"

"I want for nothing, my Lady.” Alyssa interrupted. “If I must ask for but one thing… I would very much like to lay here… with you.”

"Of course, Commander." Xara laid back and gestured to Alyssa. The commander lay onto her queen, her head resting her chest and sighed in relaxation.

“Sleep with peace, my lady.”

“Good night, Alyssa.”

