Alysanne's Tent

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The Princesses private tent.

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Ser Euric Dayne arrived, dressed dashingly in black.

[Edric Stark]

Alysanne was currently taking a bath, her head resting on the bathtub's brink, eyes closed.
She didn't hear him enter the tent.

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With a smile Euric slowly crept up beside Alysanne, knelt down and kissed her.

[Edric Stark]

The princess flinched, her eyes shot open and upon recognizing him she splashed water at his collar.

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Euric laughed and stepped back. "Surprise!" He let his gaze travel down her body for an instant before his eyes returned to her gaze. "I wish I had a bath tub."

[Edric Stark]

She glanced at the tent's entrance, raising an eyebrow. "Who let you in?"

A sly grin found its way to her face. "We can share one, if you like. I'm not jealous, you know."

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Euric had his clothes off faster than imaginable, stepping slowly into the warm bath tub. "I usually wait until we pass a river but this is much better." He tried to sit but saw the space was not enough. He glanced up at Alysanne and smiled widely. "It seem we are going to have to shift into a more suitable position, my princess."

[Edric Stark]

She stood up, water running down her body and kissed him, placing her hands around his neck.

[The Smith]

Ser Mearn Merryweather entered the tent, "Ma'am I just stepped away..." He looked at Euric his cheeks darkening, "They told me..." His hand went to his sword, "The Master of laws..." Six inches of steel were bared, "What shall you want of me, your highness?"

[Edric Stark]

Alysanne smiled an almost apologetic smile, her cheeks a bit flushed.
"You are dismissed, ser."

[The Smith]

Mearn looked at the two unclothed figures and blushed deeply, "I understand, my highness." He turned and stumbled out of the tent.

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As soon as Mearn was gone, Euric grabbed Alysanne and lowered her on top of him. "How exciting." He mused, before kissing her.

[Edric Stark]

She forced her tongue into his mouth and smiled into the kiss.

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Euric's hands slid over her wet body as he kissed Alysanne back intensely. He suddenly had to think of a bawdy song he had composed a while ago; "Let us engage in the act of love making". Nevertheless his conscience pricked up. "My princess... are you sure?"