"A new age, indeed," the Queen mused aloud - Her expression contemplative, as she sipped her iced juice.<br/><br/><em>And with the fate of an Empire hanging in the balance...</em><br/><br/>Such was the nature of empires. They grew, or they stagnated and fell into ruin. Expansion, or stasis - There could be no other way. It was a lesson she'd have ample opportunity to consider, if Korsova triumphed in this conflict...<br/><br/>Her slim fingers trailed over the maps, pondering the conflict to come. The neat lines and curves across the parchment seemed strikingly innocuous, almost innocent - But in a matter of weeks, months at best, thousands of orcs, men and Elves would clash for real.<br/><br/>Her gaze was drawn to the valley - and, more importantly, the pass. A perfect location, if she could get the Elves to commit; If she could inflict a terrible blow upon them, the results would be something to see.<br/><br/>"Oh, I have complete faith in him," Ileosa said, fondly...Those violet eyes half-lidded, as she turned her smile on Lady Faritha. "He<em>is</em>most promising...For a man, of course. I foresee great things ahead for him..."<br/><br/>Her voice trailed off, as Faritha's questing touch caressed her form - A soft purr thrumming from her silky throat, as she returned the Elven beauty's embrace. As their forms entwined, her arms circled Faritha's slim shoulders, the midnight-haired monarch's full bust pressing against Faritha's own!<br/><br/>"Ah, the bedroom is another front entirely," the Queen husked, low and sweet. "Here, initiative...passion...daring - they all matter<em>more</em>than strategy. Wouldn't you say~?"<br/><br/>Fabric rustled, as Ileosa's robe slipped from the sleek arch of her back - Her lissome legs sliding against Faritha's, with a supple scrape! Her own hands slid down, cupping the proud swell of Faritha's shapely behind...<br/><br/>"Oh, some parts of our culture are hard to<em>explain</em>. Rather, they must be<em>experienced</em>- I shall see to your education *personally*." Her soft chuckle purred from deep within, as - with a gesture - Ileosa dimmed the harem's lights, the silken curtains descending to give them privacy.<br/><br/>"I'm certain they have much to say of me...But now that our discussion is concluded - I can think of a<em>much</em>better use for your lips."<br/><br/>She'd put action to words, a heartbeat later...Her lips closing on Faritha's, in a deep, hungry kiss~!