Tehr smiled,<strong>"I thought we already had a rather regular habit of spending a few nights together a week Elizabeth."</strong>Tehr waggled his eyebrows at her and said in a conspiratorial tone, even though they were alone,<strong>"Or do you mean you'd like it a habit of being bounced around the bedsheets like a plaything till your body can take no more pleasure?  Because I certainly found last night quite energetic."</strong>It was true that they'd been lovers for months now, and they'd even engaged in what some people would consider kinky or even deviant sex.  The queen enjoyed bringing trusted guards-women into the bedroom, and not just for Tehr's pleasure but her own as well.  In addition she did not seem to shy away from using her mouth or backside for pleasure.  But last night had been a little different somehow.  There was a different connection between them last night that Tehr didn't quite understand.  While the actual sex itself had been fantastic, it hadn't been anything they hadn't tried at least once before.  But Queen Elizabeth had seemed mentally unfettered last night, almost as if she were giving into the pleasure in a way she normally didn't.  Even during their more deviant sexual escapades in the past, she'd always held just a little bit back, always retained a slim edge of control, even when submitting to him sexually.  But last night it was different.  There had been no distinction in control, in who was in charge, in any sense of boundaries.  They may not have done anything new, but the lack of boundaries, the bringing down of an emotional wall was new.  So too was her 'claim' on him for the night.  She accepted him, accepted who he was and his sexual nature.  In fact he thought that she might indeed relish it, but last night, for the space of the night, he was hers and hers alone.  Maybe, he considered, that was all she needed.  She could share him and retain her sense of authority as the queen, as long as she knew that when she desired it, he was hers alone.  Truthfully last night had been quite amazing and even with the deepening feelings he'd been struggling with over Rosalyn, he had to admit that the beautiful elf maid had been far from his mind.  Last night he had committed to the queen, gladly, and wholly.<br/><br/>Tehr continued to make light chat with the queen, letting her direct the flow of conversation while she ate.  He of course had no need due to the ring of sustenance.  But eventually she realized she had duties to attend, and he admitted that he also had duties of his own.  She gave him permission to use her private bath, and drew the promise that she'd see him again in two or three nights henceforth, with the promise she would be a little less intense.  He smiled knowing that their lovemaking had been quite vigorous last night and a day or two would probably be best for her anyways.  With a soft kiss she directed him to the bath.  When he emerged later she had already left, likely for the throne room or somewhere else in the palace.  He re-dressed, took the time to use prestidigitation to make his clothing clean and presentable, settled all his equipment to his satisfaction, then gathered the notes he'd written in the night.  Exiting the chambers through the main doors, he was greeted by a single member of the queen's guard, a familiar face beneath a shock of red hair. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=120879.msg6276582#msg6276582)  "Hello Moira," he said with a smile, "I haven't seen much of you the last few weeks."<br/><br/>The attractive young woman led him through the palace, keeping him company until the stables, explaining how she'd been injured during the riots.  Amazingly it was when she was simply out in public on her own time, and not as a guardswoman.  That even though her recovery had been swift, guard captain Lilian had insisted she take time to fully heal and rest before resuming her duties.  Tehr was glad the woman was feeling better, for while he didn't know her overly well, he had engaged in a three way with her and the queen on more than one occasion in the past.  While the guardswoman was obviously able to defend herself, he always felt a little defensive when it came to any woman who shared herself with him.<br/><br/>His trip home was filled with whirling plans, and a mild sense of anxiety over the arrival of Alex ir'Hesfal's twin sister, Carolyn d'Hesfal to Hewthorne hall.  He knew that the changeling sisters were close, as identical twins often were.  Though Alex's stories often painted his sister as mentally different than he<em>(she)</em>was.  Where Alex was cunning, manipulative, sly, intelligent, Alex always spoke of his sister in softer terms.  He<em>(she)</em>described Carolyn as wise, passionate, patient, calm, accepting.  But Tehr knew that while the woman who arrived this afternoon would look human, she was also a changeling like Alex, there was always a bit of deception that took place with the constant need to maintain a guise, no matter how good hearted a person might be.  So too did he worry about the incestuous relationship between Alex and Carolyn.  The twins mother, the lady Anne d'Hesfal and her husband, as well as Anne's half brother and twins father lord John ir'Hesfal and his wife, had gone to visit Tehr's mother at the Wynt family estates.  Tehr knew that his mother had become intimate with the Hesfal family, and was happy about it.  It had brought her out of the year long depression caused by the loss of her eldest son (tehr's brother) and her husband (tehr's father).  But all of this did present a rather tangled web of sex and incest.<br/><br/>Tehr knew that Alex and Carolyn engaged in twincest, that their parents were half sibs.  Tehr and his sister Christina often played with carnal acts, though those had grown somewhat less frequent as Alex and Christina had found a deepening affection.  Now Carolyn was to be thrown into the mix of Hewthorne Hall, where quite frankly, Tehr had fucked almost every woman who walked beneath it's roof.  There were the day servants who came in the morning and left in the afternoon, two female halfling guards who lived above the stables, and the queen's guard who came in shifts.  These were the only women now that hadn't felt his cock inside them upon Hewthorne hall grounds.  He wondered if it was only a matter of time before Alex's identical twin sister lay writhing in pleasure beneath him, and what that might mean to the nature of the estate.<br/><br/>Then there was Rosalyn, who he felt a deep soul connecion to, something that approached and possibly surpassed his feelings for his sister.  He seemed to rarely stop thinking about her, and wanted to respect her privacy and wishes to keep their new affair as quiet as possible.  But he wanted to shout it to the court, that he loved the elf maid.<br/><br/>Tehr started suddenly, causing Blondie to whicker in annoyance.  Tehr loved Rosalyn?  Where had that thought come from?  That had broadsided him.  Did he love the beautiful elf?  Maybe.... what was love though?  He snapped the reigns angrily and Blondie shot him a single look and took off again on the cobbles, bouncing him roughly in the saddle as if in protest for the sudden lack of attention.  He reached down and stroked her neck, apologizing softly to the wonderful steed.  If Blondie had any thoughts on the appology, she kept them to herself as she continued to walk the streets towards Hewthorne hall.<br/><br/>There was also the matter of bedrooms.  With the addition of Carolyn to Hewthorne hall, and the probable return of Duke Caledor, the quarters in Hewthorne hall were all filled up.  On the north side of the house there was his bedroom, Alex's, and a guest bedroom that the duke had stayed in previously.  With Angelique's private quarters making up the last bedroom on the north side.  The south side mirrored it but for the women, with Christina's bedroom, a guest bedroom which currently sat empty, but would probably go to Carolyn, the room that Rosalyn had claimed, and then the servants quarters shared by Heidi and Sarah.  There were of course servants quarters upstairs on the third floor, and Tehr knew that Terra was using one of those small rooms as a place to sleep currently.  But he knew not what her plans were or how long she'd be staying.  If she had any problem staying in servants quarters, he hadn't heard anything about it.<br/><br/>But what if his mother or the Hesfal family came back to Londinium.  He quite literally had no where to put them.  He thought about the small manor house he had rented upon his first return to Londinum.  It made no sense to try to keep it at the time, and he was glad he had managed to find someone to pay to occupy it until the lease ran out.  But upon moving into Hewthorne Hall, he'd thought the building to be larger than he'd ever need.   He could not have predicted that it would become so crowded so quickly.<br/><br/>He smiled as it came into sight.  Crowded, but it was quite wonderful.  He felt joy in his heart as he saw it, and was eager to see the friends and family inside.