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Eve was never meant to be in this situation. Her cousin was Queen and pregnant with her first child. A child which would overtake her three siblings and become the next heir in line to the throne. No one was expecting them all to be slaughtered, leaving Eve to become the next Queen, a position she never even entertained the thought of.
Eve was content spending her weekdays in the royal court as a highly rated strategist as well as occasional adviser to her cousin. At the weekends she dedicated herself to the people of their kingdom, listening to their concerns to report back to the court as well as teaching the children how to read.
She had never married. She was engaged to a lovely man but sadly he had died in battle. A battle that Eve had totally disagreed with on strategy but her hands were tied. After his death, Eve used this to successfully prove that she deserved more power in court, she had never been wrong so far and was highly regarded after all.
Three years before the slaughter of the Queens family, Carolyn, the main adviser to the Queen had recommended that she take on a new knight, Villanelle, as she was trained by the legendary knight to her late father, Konstantin. Eve who had met Villanelle numerous times in the past on training days in Royal grounds, saw her as a lecherous pain in the ass and thought no good could come of this.
It wasn’t long after Villanelle’s arrival that all the whispers around court were about her latest conquests. There were even rumours that she would join a couple in their married bed to teach the husband how to better please his wife. Eve thought it could be true, it would certain explain how some of the men went from running their mouths off about her, to not having anything to say about her.
Villanelle loved to tease Eve to no end. To everyone around them, it was no secret that Villanelle had an infatuation with Eve. To Eve, she thought that the blonde was just very cruel and got off on teasing her. Especially since that time Villanelle had walked in on Eve masturbating while thinking of her. The worst part for Eve was that she didn’t start to touch herself because of the knight! It was only when she got close to climax did the blonde knight flash into her mind, making the experience more pleasurable and causing Eve to call out the knight's name.
When her cousins were killed, Eve was told that she would have to quickly marry, that she had to produce an heir as time was running out with her age. The royal court was in full attendance minus Eve to discuss the matter, she was forbidden from taking part in royal duties until after the mandatory seven day mourning. Or at least, that's what everyone thought.
Eve wasn't always one for following the rules, especially rules that she had deemed pointless and stupid. She had overheard some guards earlier reminding others that all royal staff were to attend court at six in the evening. Eve had feigned a headache and told her ladies in waiting that she was retiring to her room for the evening and expected not to be disturbed and used the hidden passageway to eavesdrop through the hidden door at the court room.
Carolyn stands, addressing the court, she goes over the main topics of today's meeting before handing the court over to the bishop and taking her seat. The bishop lists the limited options of unmarried royal men suitable for Eve and the court quickly fills with murmurs, discussing their thoughts of each man. Hearing nothing positive, Carolyn sighs before standing once more.
“I would like to interrupt. Our dearly departed Queen married a commoner. I know it was not exactly a popular rule made by our late Queen but surely we shouldn’t have to limit the options for our future Queen by reserving her for only royals” Carolyn looks around the court. “Especially when not one of us seems too keen on the available royal men”
“I’d like to put myself forward as a contender to take the future Queens hand in marriage” One of the guards standing in a group next to the back wall states. He is quickly berated by a few other guards.
“Why would you want a dried up old virgin as a wife?” Shouts another guard across the room, laughing as he turns to the guards around him, clearly impressed with his joke.
Villanelle feels an explosion of anger take over her. Grabbing the small dagger from her boot, she flies out of her chair towards the guard.
“Villanelle!” Konstantin shouts, trying to grab her.
Within seconds Villanelle has the guard pinned to the wall with an elbow, her other hand holding the dagger to his penis.
“How DARE you disrespect the future Queen” Villanelle growls, pushing the dagger closer. She doesn’t make contact, the other guards having grabbed her arms and pulling her back but she makes sure to swiftly kick him between the legs before being fully dragged away, smiling as he bends over in pain.
“Enough!” Carolyn is stood and slams her hands down on the table. “Everyone calm down and kindly return to your places” She looks at Villanelle, making eye contact with her as shrugs the guards hands off of her and makes her way towards her seat.
“Just because your dick gets hard at the future Queen, doesn’t mea-”
Eve gasps. Did Villanelle really want her? No, the guard was just jesting. She presses her ear harder to the door, not wanting to miss a word.
“I said enough!” Carolyn raises her voice again. “We are all very well aware of Villanelle’s feelings towards the future Queen...” Once again looking towards the knight, Carolyn is surprised to see a slight blush on the blondes cheeks.
Eve can hear her heart beating; she can feel her face grow hot and butterflies in her stomach at knowing that Villanelle wants her and it’s so obvious that everyone knows! Well, obviously she didn’t but that could be due to the fact that she was denying her attraction to the knight.
“Which is why I suggest that Villanelle be up for the job” All eyes in the court go to Villanelle. Carolyn continues.
“She already does a damn well job at protecting Eve, no one can deny that. She is young and strong with a high sex drive and plenty of stamina”
Eve groans as she feels a jolt run straight from her chest to her clit. She is thankful that no one can see her right now. She can only imagine what shade of red her face is right now!
“Quite frankly, she would probably be most likely to impregnate her” Carolyn sits down in her seat. Villanelle is looking down at the table, a vacant look on her face. She’s trying to think of anything other than impregnating Eve, she’ll never live it down if the court knows that she’s popped a semi at Carolyn's words.
“But Villanelle is a woman!” Another guard shouts, Villanelle looks up at him.
“Your wife sure thinks that I’m more of a man than you!”
“Miss Astankova” The bishop gives her a warning look. Villanelle looks back to the guard, she can’t help herself.
“Ask her if she still thinks of me when you fuck her. I’m a good teacher but you’re not me” The bishop sighs.
“Well, that confirms the rumour” Carolyn sighs as she picks up her wine glass.
“Moving on” The bishop glares at Villanelle. “A marriage is for the purpose of procreation. Especially this marriage, the future Queen must have an heir as soon as possible to ensure the future of our kingdom” The Bishop looks at the outspoken guard as he continues.
“Seeing as Miss Astankova has the... uh... equipment, to do so, there is no reason that she can’t wed the future Queen” Carolyn finishes off the wine in her glass.
“Well, are there any more objections?” She looks around the room.
“No? Splen- ” Carolyn is interrupted by the scraping of Villanelle’s chair as she stands.
“Shouldn’t the Eve have a say?” Carolyn smirks, of course Villanelle didn’t ask about herself having a say, it was so obvious how the blonde felt, Carolyn is still at a loss as to how Eve hasn’t noticed.
Little does Carolyn know that Eve has been listening to this entire court session and is now fully aware as to how her knight feels. Eve doesn’t think she’s ever been so turned on. Not just from the thought of the blonde and her creating a child but from how concerned and considerate Villanelle is being about her.
“Normally I would personally say yes. However, given that Eve cannot currently see to royal duties and we need a wedding to take place as soon as possible to produce an heir, it is up to the court”
“What if Eve does-”
“And as her royal adviser, I know that Eve trusts I will make the best choice for her, no questions asked, she knows what is expected of her. The question is, are you up to the task?” Villanelle tries to hide the flare of anger she feels.
“Trust you to call marrying and procreating with the future Queen a task” Carolyn smirks, she’s always found Villanelle endearing.
“My apologies, what I meant was are you up for the task of becoming a member of the royal family? Your status as a knight has surely made you privy to the downside of royal life” Villanelle’s face has a pink tinge to it.
“It’s been an emotional session today; you must be overwhelmed. Take the rest of the day off” Carolyn looks around the room. “Guards, you are also excused, the rest of us have a wedding to plan”
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Villanelle paces in her room at a loss of what to do. There is no denying her feelings towards Eve, she should be happy that they are to be wed. But she can’t stop thinking of what Eve’s feelings on the matter would be, especially as she is almost certain that Eve strongly dislikes her and feels that she should warn Eve so that she could put a stop to it before anything is set in place.
She almost leaves her room a few times to inform Eve of the courts plan but each time she remembers what Carolyn has said. It’s basically set in stone no matter what. Also, Eve is grieving, she’s not to be involved with anything to do with royal duties. She makes a few more laps of pacing her room before she’s suddenly filled with courage and determination. Eve has to know, it’s only fair.
Villanelle manages to make her way to Eve’s chambers without running into another soul. Standing in front of the large double doors, Villanelle feels her confidence waver as her worries from earlier return to her mind. She shakes her head clear of those thoughts and knocks on the door.
“Elena?” Eve calls from inside her chambers.
“No, sorry, it’s Villanelle”
“Just a moment” Villanelle could hear movement from inside the room, she felt her nerves settle down slightly given that Eve didn’t sound annoyed at her presence.
“You can come in now”
Villanelle reaches out to the door knobs in front of her, twisting them and pushing open the doors. Her eye’s squint in discomfort at the bright rays from the sunset beaming through one of the large windows directly across from the doors. Villanelle quickly steps inside, turning to close the doors and moves further inside the bedroom so she’s not blinded by the brightness from the sun.
Villanelle blinks a few times, trying to adjust her eyes. She hears a small chuckle from across the room. Looking up, she sees Eve standing next to her vanity, wearing a long burgundy robe fastened with a button just under her breasts. Villanelle can see part of Eve’s white chemise and drawers underwear, the robe not doing a good job at hiding it. Villanelle can feel her body start to react at the sight, she quickly averts her gaze to the floor, hoping that Eve won't notice her arousal.
“Uh, sorry to um... interrupt you at this time Eve”
“It’s okay Villanelle, it’s not exactly an unreasonable hour” Villanelle looks in the direction of Eve but not at her. With Villanelle’s eyes away from her, Eve takes full advantage to stare at her unapologetically. Eve has seen Villanelle in the same brown boots, brown trousers and white lace up cotton shirt countless times but there is something about it now that really does it for her.
“No, I suppose not”
“Not much point in my being all dressed up when I have nothing better to do for the night than read in bed given my ban on royal duties” Villanelle clenches her fists, mustering up her courage and looks Eve in the eyes.
“I’m sorry to do this Eve, I know you are banned from royal duties but you have to know. Carolyn has made up her mind tha-”
“That we are to be wed for the purpose of producing an heir” Eve interrupts.
“One of the secret passages from my chambers leads to the court. I couldn’t stand being forced to do nothing but grieve so I listened in. I heard it all” Eve confesses. Villanelle can feel her cheeks grow hot in embarrassment. If Eve heard it all, she knows just how Villanelle feels about her.
“I’m sorry, I know that you don’t want me that way. I’m sorry that you don’t have a choice but I promise that I will be the best partner that I can be, I’ll-”
“You’re cute when you’re flustered” Eve all but giggles. Villanelle scoffs.
“Who are you and what have you done with Eve?” Eve mockingly scoffs back at the blondes words.
“It’s more a case of what have you done to me?” Eve starts to slowly walk towards her, swaying her hips.
“What I’ve done to you?”
“Yes, hearing how you feel towards me... how your body reacts to me... seeing how much you care” Now standing in front of the knight, Eve drops her robe and reaches for Villanelle’s hand, taking it in her own and pressing Villanelle’s hand against her chemise covered stomach before slowly moving the blonde's hand down so that her fingertips slip past and rest underneath the waistband of her drawers
“Do you want to know what you have done to me?”
“Yes” she sighs.
Eve pushes the blondes hand further down and Villanelle groans when her fingers encounter damp curls. Eve’s eyes flutter closed as Villanelle’s fingers swipe over her slick folds.
“ Fuck... you’re soaking”
“I was about to take care of it myself when you knocked” Villanelle licks her lips.
“I want to see that” Eve briefly thinks about joking that Villanelle technically already has with that one time she walked in on her before deciding against it. Villanelle moves her fingers again finding Eve’s clit. She leans forward to whisper into Eve’s ear.
“Will you let me watch you pleasure yourself Eve?” Eve shudders.
“Yes” She whispers back.