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In the doorway, stood Prince Satin. John gave a little sigh, in which relief and resignation were nicely mingled.
"Your highness?" he inquired. Studying the prince, more closely, John noticed that he was disheveled, not at all usual for Satin. His curly hair was mussed and his doublet hung open over his bare chest. John decided not to mention this. Castle Grey was a place where it paid not to notice certain details.
"I have another little job for you, Umber," Satin said. His speech was crisp and John detected no whiff of drink about him. Still, there was something...
"Yes you highness?" the assassin said aloud.
"I want you to seek out a man called Logan Ferrier."
- COMMENTS
Sucker4Boobiesover 9 years agoThe medieval tag on this story was well-placed. Your characters have great diction!
Over_Redover 9 years agoI thought this was pretty good! Heavily fetishized, but hey, that's cool. The story was seemed precisely edited and very well worded; it read as clever as Prince Satin felt. (right up until the wet nurse went wild for basically no reason, but I overlook this in the name of erotica)
Prince Satin, though? I can only guess the parents ran out of names.
Interested to see where the plot goes, you hinted at quite a bit in the background.
fanfareover 9 years agoabbotemily, good start to an interesting premise. Skillfully crafted and imagineered. King Potent is fecundantly puissant, but Queen Callipygia is downright prodigious!
Every horny rex can do it twice a day and thrice on Sunday. However, what Queen Callipygia accomplishes bearing a quarter-mil of children takes us from the fabulous deep into the realm of the surreal.
Her poor, aching back!
The Turks, up through the empire of the Moguls and the Ottomans. Had an interesting custom to deal with excessive claimants to the throne.
Once one of the legitimate sons of the Ruler could bribe a sufficient number of the Royal Guard. He would have all his brothers and their male children and relatives strangled. To prevent chronic civil wars.
Good thing Prince Satin is such a 'smooth' operator....
