She bit her lip as he cleaned her.  An odd action coming from a man such as himself.  Then again perhaps she had never met someone he could even begin to view as his equal.  She blushed hearing the words from him.  So it was to be.  They had damned her.  She was actually in the room when the king negotiated the safety of his family and himself at her expense.  She grimaced almost hatefully as she turned her head slightly into the touch of his hand.  "I...have no choice in being yours.  If I am to earn and merit myself anything then yes....damn them.  They used me as an object."<br/><br/>She smiled lightly.  She looked up to his eyes and slowly her resolve was reforming.  "They made me a slave.....an object...you would put my first son from your seed on your throne to succeed you.  It is not a difficult decision.  I will be tours in all capacities...if I can stand behind or near your side in rraising those children of power....then I shall do just that rather than be chained in a position of shame!"<br/><br/>She was furious at her past king.  Yes she would prove her worth to this man.  Not that he already wasn't aware but she felt perhaps he thought her trash ans simply lucky in her campaigns.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>