The bath was always the center of any fort or harem in the whole of the Empire of the Sun. Thorain's guard took up positions around it as the handsome champion. Thorain could never believe his luck. He was the consort of the queen. He knew that she had many lovers, and as a Korsovan this hardly fazed him though. He had numerous female lovers, many of them gifted by the queen. Though he had not taken any of them for more than a bed-warmer or perhaps some curvaceous relief. No, he was the Sun's for the first time, and then once blessed his own harem (a notion that was foreign to him, but champion did have special accommodations.<br/><br/>He was alone, and naked, but he could hear her approach. He'd been gone from her for so long only to have to go to war as soon as he returned. Then they had to prepare for the expedition. She was raw, unfettered femininity. The perfect woman to have ever existed. He approached rapidly and guided her into the bath, her skimpy clothing coming off easily enough. He embraced her, placing his head to her chest. She was shorter than him by some inches, but it didn't matter. Thorain knew at whose pleasure he served.<br/><br/>There was no man like Thorain though. Even orcs grew tired, flagged. Ileosa had other ideas. The sun needed no king to rule beside her, but a perfect exemplar to balance her womanliness would not go amiss and to that end the burgeoning magical sciences gave him so much more than what a mere human could be. Carefully he took the soaps and oils and anointed her in the shallows of the bath. He knelt and pushed his face into her belly gripping her bottom before moving to the back and daring to kiss her ass.<br/><br/>It was all play, she could take all night with her man, the convoy would not move until she was sated. Thorain did not know why she had to go so far for a crown. Surely her smiths could make one for her, but it was not his place to question, only to serve and to do so happily. Ileosa's body was saintly and his hands were untrained but not afraid, not without the eagerness of one desiring to please most of all. But most importantly this was a ritual a ritual that would bind them together, she would do for him what she could do for no other man or woman. How would they make love to achieve that he didn't know, she was so worldly, and he was so very new to all of this.. The thing that made him her most beloved in all her harem. Thorain stood and waited, ready to receive the blessing only he would ever know.