Countess Katrina Vanelay sat in her expensive carriage coach a few miles away, perched in a crop of trees, she had a good vantage point to see the rear gardens of Castle Aname without worry of being seen herself. She stared long and hard through the 'peering glass', carefully making adjustments to the devices fine tuning dial in order to get the clearest picture.<br/><br/>"Fucking green haired whore....Look at her, will ya. What the fuck does he see in her anyway?" Katrina mumbled more to herself than the two beefy bodyguards that sat across from her on the bench seats inside the carriage.<br/><br/>"Your cousin has nothing in the way of your savage beauty, Countess. I think you to be the fairest in all the land..." One of the heavily muscled and dimwitted bodyguards spoke up. Katrina didn't tolerate the hired help speaking to her, she certainly didn't need their commoner admiration; she reached out and belted the big man across his face in  retaliation for his compliment. The smack was not small girl strike either, it was full force, and with Katrina's Valkyrie strength it left a prominent welt on the man's cheek. 'Sorry my' lady' is all he replied.<br/><br/>Katrina went back to her voyeuristic indulgence, watching the two tiny figures laugh and cohort in the night air, every second unbearable torture to her feelings unrequited love. "What the fuck is that bitch doing now? Is she playing footsie?" Katrina growled, her anger and frustration compelling her to mimick the foreplay. The Valkyrie descendant pulled her foot out of her slipper and began stroking the crotch of the bodyguard she'd just got done disciplining. The dumb looking and slightly confused man only tensed and let the Countess do as she pleased. Meanwhile Katrina still hadn't even bothered to stop peering through the glass, her attentions were solely focused on the tryst between Servian and her cousin.<br/><br/>All at once, Katrina must have seen something through her 'peering glass' that excited her because she began to hike up her expensive gown and rub her clit, completely oblivious to the two men inside the carriage with her. "Ooooh yeah....come on stud...fuck her right there in the garden for everyone to see...come on sweet Servian, 'momma' wants to see you in action!" Katrina started talking to herself, the telescopic glass pressed to one eye , one hand banging her self and her foot practically jerking off the poor unsuspecting bodyguard. The other bodyguard had been smart enough to keep his trap shut and figured he'd escaped any of the weirdness, but then Katrina gave him an order as well; "You...whatever your name is....Stick your dick in my mouth!" she snarled, still not taking her eyes off Servian and Luna. The man sighed heavily and started to pull down his trousers.<br/><br/><br/>******************<br/><br/>In the garden, Servian, now conscious of his eating etiquette was slowly sipping his soup, trying his hardest to make the unmistakable slurping sound.  He was dumbly smiling at Luna when he felt something brush by his leg. He looked on each side of the table, checking to see if a small animal had wandered up , but none could be seen and so he went back to spooning the potato soup.<br/><br/>A servant came by and offered wine, Servian accepted and had the man fill his cup to the brim, he noticed Luna was taking it easy tonight, and smiled at her powers of self control. But it was then that he felt, what he thought was the same mysterious 'animal' but this time it must be in his lap because he felt something brush his inner thigh. "Good Gods!" He exclaimed and jumped up away from the table, consequently spilling most of his wine on to his shirt. Servian grabbed the table cloth and pulled it up, expecting to see some small critter skittering around down there, but instead saw, Luna's bare feet and as he looked above the table again, she was giggling, finally letting him in on the joke.<br/><br/>Servian blushed but only for a second, before a mock angry expression graced his brows, it wasn't very convincing as the giant smile across his lips didn't match. "Why you little...." He half laughed and half snarled, holding his big hands up like the great and horrible 'tickle monster'.  "Have at thee!" Servian called out and Luna jumped from her seat, and  the two began running around the garden like a couple of kids.