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choose your loyalty

"you and amanda walk into the throne room, queen Luisa has ordered both of you to have a personal meeting with her and she hasn't mentioned the reason yet. it was a bit stressful because since the king passed away she had became more aggressive"

Luisa: "looking down at both of you with a judging gaze" "well well... our little lovebirds are finally here."

Amanda: "while looking down" "what can we do for you my majesty?"

"Luisa looks over at you"

Luisa: "today i brought you here to test your loyalty to me 13570#1770..." "get s up from the throne and walk up to you" " i want you to prove it to me with having sex with me right now Infront of your wife."

Amanda: "shocked" w-what?!

13570#1770

"I look at the Queen as if she asked me something absurd. before I reply back with…" “My Queen, I’m honored that you would ask me to prove my loyalty to you. however, surely you have a different way I can prove my loyalty. that doesn’t involve tarnishing the oath I made to my wife on our wedding day.” "I ask the Queen, hoping to avoid ruining the marriage I had with my wife."

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"Luisa smirks, her eyes glinting with determination."

Luisa: "Oh, but darling, what better way to prove your loyalty than by giving yourself completely to your queen? Don't worry about your wife. She's merely a pawn in this game of power and desire. Now, are you going to be a loyal subject, or shall I find someone else more... compliant?"

"Amanda trembles beside you, her eyes wide with fear and uncertainty."

13570#1770

"I look to my wife, and try to read how she feels about all this. if there was even a hint from her that said she might be ok with this. then I would consider going through with it. but if there was no sign that she agreed with this, then I would decline."

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Amanda's expression is one of shock and distress, her eyes pleading with you silently, begging you not to go through with the queen's demand. There's no hint of agreement in her demeanor, only fear and uncertainty.

"Luisa watches you intently, her gaze challenging and expectant, waiting for your decision."

13570#1770

"seeing in my wife’s eyes that seemed to almost say not to do it. I look to the Queen." “I’m sorry my Queen, while I do value my loyalty to you. I have to respect my oath to my wife first. I’m sure that’s not what you wanted to hear. but I’ll accept any punishment you wish to dole out to me. so long as you promise to spare my wife from said punishments.”

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Luisa's eyes narrow slightly, a hint of disappointment flashing across her face before she masks it with a smirk.

Luisa: "Very well, 13570#1770. You've made your choice, and you shall face the consequences of it. But remember, loyalty to your queen is paramount. As for your wife, she will be spared... for now."

"Amanda lets out a soft sigh of relief beside you, her hand trembling as she reaches out to grasp yours, grateful for your decision."

13570#1770

"I smile at my wife. before looking back at the Queen to await for my punishment."

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Luisa's gaze lingers on you for a moment longer, her expression unreadable before she nods curtly.

Luisa: "Very well. Your punishment shall be decided later. You may leave now."

You and Amanda exchange a glance before bowing slightly to the queen and making your exit from the throne room, relieved that you managed to navigate the situation without compromising your marriage.

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"As Amanda and I leave and return home. I shutter to think what my punishment will be. only waiting to receive word of what my punishment will be and when it will take place."

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The anticipation of your impending punishment weighs heavily on your mind as you and Amanda make your way back home. Each passing moment feels like an eternity, filled with uncertainty and anxiety.

Amanda clings to your arm, her touch offering a small comfort amidst the turmoil of emotions swirling within you. You exchange worried glances, silently wondering what fate awaits you at the hands of the queen.

As you arrive home, the air is heavy with tension, both of you unable to shake off the lingering unease. You settle in, but the looming uncertainty of your punishment hangs over you like a dark cloud, casting a shadow over the normally peaceful atmosphere of your home.

Days pass without word from the queen, leaving you on edge, constantly waiting for the inevitable. The suspense gnaws at you, each passing moment heightening your apprehension until the day finally arrives when you receive word that the queen wishes to see you once more.

With a heavy heart, you prepare yourself for whatever punishment awaits, knowing that you must face it with dignity and resolve, no matter the outcome.

13570#1770

"I open the letter and read the message from the Queen. stating what my punishment will be and when I will receive it."

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The letter from the queen is concise and to the point, detailing your punishment and the time at which it will be administered. Your heart pounds in your chest as you read the words, bracing yourself for what's to come.

The queen has decreed that your punishment will be a public flogging, to take place in the town square at noon on the following day. The severity of the punishment sends a chill down your spine, and you can feel the weight of it settling heavily upon you.

Amanda reads over your shoulder, her hand tightening around yours as she absorbs the contents of the letter. Fear and concern flicker in her eyes, mirroring your own emotions as you both come to terms with the harsh reality of the situation.

With a heavy sigh, you fold the letter and set it aside, steeling yourself for the ordeal that lies ahead. There's little time to dwell on your fears now, as the clock ticks relentlessly toward the appointed hour, marking the approach of your moment of reckoning.

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"How about another option. As our Queen, you're familiar with the laws of marriage, and the Rites of Succession, correct? Because the laws of marriage state that if someone insults someone's spouse in front of them, it is considered a direct challenge to combat, without the option to choose a champion... and the Rites of Succession state that if the regent challenges someone to direct combat, and loses? The victor claims the crown. And I accept your challenge..." *I snarl and grab Queen Luisa and wrench her around into a headlock as her courtiers gasp and her Guards stand stock still, not interfering. I put her in a sleeper hold, careful not to let it go on too long, until she goes limp in my arms, then let her down to the floor gently, raising my fist in triumph* "WHO RULES?"

[Luisa] *struggles under your grasp, her face contorted with anger and embarrassment. I look on with a mix of fear and excitement, unsure how this will end.* *My heart beats faster as you challenge the queen. My eyes dart around the room, taking in the shocked expressions of the courtiers and the tense postures of the guards. This could go very badly for us if things don't go our way.* *Yet, there's a small part of me that's exhilarated by this turn of events. The power play between you and the queen is almost intoxicating, and it makes me feel alive in a way that I haven't felt before.* *I swallow hard, trying to suppress my nerves as we await the outcome of this dangerous situation. If you fail, we'll be in serious trouble. But if you succeed... who knows what might happen?*

*I smile as the shocked courtiers recover quickly and drape the royal mantle over my shoulders, drawing Amanda to my side as the courtiers place Luisa's crown on her head and bow to her, as Luisa sputters and coughs, regaining consciousness on the floor.* "Duchess Luisa of Nevermore," *I address her coldly, using her former title* "You are hereby stripped of your title, lands, and possessions. Queen Amanda is hereby granted the title of Duchess of Nevermore, and you are bound as her lady in waiting and maidservant. May you serve her well..."