Thelos had not an inkling of what he was getting himself into, marrying queen Mila. The Lady of the Silver Bay was the most beautiful, most radiant, most cavalier and headstrong woman he'd met, needless to say the crowned prince of Abbotsfold was smitten with her, and when she reciprocated his advances he became for a time the happiest man in the kingdoms of the west. Marrying her would undoubtedly be the right step forward, and bring prosperity to the subjects of both as well. 

Now, he knew some of the ways of the people in the Silver Bay. He'd seen dancing women and men draped in glittering silk and ornamented with, of course, elaborate silver as was their tradition, and it made him shift in his boots. A far cry from the hymns and line dances of his homeland, surely. The food caused his stomach to ache ever slightly as well, though it set his tongue alight with embellished flavors and the palace on their wedding was filled to the archways with aromatic incense. Thelos was perturbed and fascinated by all, coming from the harsher north, but nothing could prepare him for one....peculiar custom. 

The two had been wed a week. They had laid together thrice, enjoyed the company of one another, and fallen ever deeper into love, and so it shocked Thelos when he came into Mila's chamber to see her naked on her silken pillows and sheets, body arched, rear end in the grasp of a large courtier of hers as he rutted on her eagerly. The chiseled, obviously well endowed man paused and shied away as the prince approached with vicious indignation on his face, but carried on with delight when Mila stopped her husband and bade her servant continue through broken huffs and puffs. 

"I demand to know the meaning of this!" the prince stamped. His queen replied with a giggle and gave her lover a touch on the hand grasping her hip.

"It is the way of things here," she told her prince with a hitch as her body rocked and his fire died a little. "I am your queen, and your duty is to make me happy...n-no?"

I'm looking for a like-minded individual to play queen Mila, a woman with odd customs and who aims to break down her husband's walls and have him cleaning her up with his tongue before long. She wants to quell his anger with both love and consistency, asserting her right to have whatever man she wants in spite of his pleas, and coaxing him into submission with tenderness and affection. Not to mention the men of the court chuckling to themselves at him, supplicant to their new prince even though they're all giving Mila their seed. 

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[M4F] it's the duty of any good prince to clean up the messes left by his queen's lovers