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A Fairy Story

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Author's Notes: The lyrics are from the song "A Fairy Story" by The O'Danny Girls who are frequently seen in bars and pubs at the Maryland, Virginia, and Pennsylvania Renaissance Fairs. You can find the full story, monologue, and song on their CD: "Shamrockin' Live!"

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CHAPTER 1:

In days of old when knights were bold there lived a fierce dragon.
And the king he was in great distress for his country's spirit's laggin'.
Until there came a handsome knight he was dashing, young, and charming,
and slew the dragon with his sword in a smile that was so disarming.

*

Cameron Reinhold, ruler of the small kingdom of Braemidora in the highlands of the Olde Britannia continent, placed his hands on either side of the stone sarcophagus and stared at the fully body bust of his late queen. The smooth stone features had captured her beauty and elegance perfectly and he felt a tear run down his hot cheek. "Gwyn..." he whispered in a hoarse voice. "I really wish you were here by my side now in our kingdom's hour of need. I... I just don't know if we're going to survive this one."

The people of Braemidora were leaving in droves now that the summer season was upon them. More people left every year with very little returning. Soon, Cameron feared, there'd be nothing more of his land than empty villages and a castle that barely had any staff. Even the ranks of his country's most powerful army had been decimated to the point that he had to send for aid from others. "I don't know if there will be a country left if the beast continues to live." He'd sent many of his guards out to help protect the villages as much as he could, but even that seemed to be a futile gesture.

His country was dying and all it took was a dragon to kill it.

"Your highness!" the guard who accompanied him to the tomb called out urgently from the entrance. "It's awake and coming this way, sire!"

Not wanting to trust his voice right at the moment, he simply turned his head and nodded his acknowledgement. Every time the beast came out of hibernation it took a toll on his people. "I'd hoped for more time, Gwen." He whispered with a bowed head to whatever spirit of his wife, now gone five years to the same beast that plagued his lands for as long as he'd been alive. "I tried sending for help this time but I fear that none will come."

He stood tall, tugged his tunic straight, pulled his sword, and looked down upon the statue of his wife that appeared to be sleeping far more peaceful than the death that had claimed her. "I swear to you that I'll see this beast dead or die trying... at the very least for our children's sake." With that proclamation, he turned on his heel and headed for the tomb's entrance.

*

Down in the village while others ran for whatever cover they could find, Sir Alex watched the clear noon day skies from the roof of the inn where he'd been for the last week. He'd heard King Reinhold's call for someone, anyone, who was brave enough to slay the Beast of Braemidora. Alex spent a good month in the country roaming from town to town gathering any and all information on the attacks that started in early spring and lasted until late fall. Then he got to work on what he hoped was a device that would bring the thing down long enough to fight it. Since the beast flew, it held the advantage as it could come down out of the air when it chose to.

When the first roar pierced the otherwise calm afternoon, the villagers scattered while a runner went to the nearby castle to warn them. Then it appeared; a fearsome dark green dragon with glowing red eyes that belched fire. Now, it circled both the village and the castle in search of easy prey to feast on.

Alex walked over to the balcony edge and pulled on a rope. That engaged the pulley system which lifted the cover off of a flimsy pen that he'd built in haste. It didn't have to hold long, just hold long enough to get the dragon's attention. Inside were a few sheep that he'd purchased as bait. They bleated out their distress at being in a pen too small for them and trapped down on the road. Alex felt bad for them but he'd feel even worse if people were killed instead.

It worked as the dragon both heard and saw them. Alex ducked back behind an overhang to keep from the dragon's view, silently drawing his sword in the process. "Come on, come on... I don't have all day..." he whispered as the dragon circled overhead like a vulture. The dragon then swooped down and that's when Alex made his move.

*

From the parapets of his castle, Cameron saw the giant beast in the sky as it made an ear-splitting roar and dived down for its first prey of the season. That was fast... He noted as he wondered who'd be mad enough to be outdoors while the dragon was flying about. The edict in the kingdom that he'd issued his first year on the throne, the year his beloved Gwen was killed, was that everyone was to take cover in an attack while he and the soldiers attempted to slay the beast. The problem was that the beast was too smart to come within range of his archers and the pike and glaive launchers were too slow. The dragon was able to nimbly avoid them while coming in to snatch a soldier for lunch.

That's when Cameron saw the glint of armor on the roof of a building down in the village. "I say... who is that?" he asked his guards. "There, on the village inn?"

One guard shielded his eyes against the overhead sun and peered down. "I believe, sire, that is a visiting knight. He is not one of ours."

"Aye," another guard confirmed. "I heard talk that he's been in the village for about a month asking all sorts of questions about the beast."

"Well then," Cameron said as he watched the Knight run to the edge of the inn's roof and leap off, "let us pray that he knows what he's doing."

*

Alex took a running leap off the roof, sword drawn and poised downward in a death blow. In his other hand was a barbed pike that was attached to a rope that had been fastened to more pulleys and secured into the ground below. The dragon had landed and was snapping at the elusive sheep that were now bleating in terror. Alex landed right between the shoulder blades of the beast, sword and pike both plunging down into its scaled hide. It reared back and roared in pain. Alex gave the sword a hard twist to drive it in even more. Then he withdrew it, swung it in a single circle above his head, and then swiped down and to his right, cutting the leading edge of the dragon's wing. Another circle and a swing and he'd cut the leading edge of the left wing as well.

Then Alex was sliding down the dragon's side as it rolled and thrashed. Alex hit the ground, bending his knees and rolling with the impact, then he dashed into a nearby alleyway, leaving the anchor pike embedded in the beast's back. When he looked back the dragon was back on its feet attempting to take to the air.

The look of puzzlement that the dragon exhibited was almost comical as it realized that it couldn't fly anymore. It looked at its wounds, from one wing to another as it tried to decide what to do first.

Alex took advantage of the pause as he ran out and took two crossing slices upward at the dragon's underbelly. He made use of his momentum, continuing past the wounded dragon as it now flopped to the ground and doubled over. Alex took refuge in another alleyway before looking back out.

Cut, bleeding, and unable to take to the skies, it was as if the dragon knew it was finally beat. It laid its head down on the ground as it's breathing became labored. Alex cautiously came out, sword at the ready in case the dragon changed its mind. Once he reached the head, he grabbed his sword in both hands, pointed downwards, and drove it down into the creature's eye, ignoring the spurt of blood that coated his armor. Alex twisted and turned the sword around, scrambling the dragon's brain inside it's skull. The dragon let out its last breath and its body relaxed as it finally died.

*

Cameron watched the ensuing melee from the castle walls but he could scarcely believe it. The dragon's reign of terror had finally ended after countless years of tormenting his kingdom. Around him, the guards were cheering. There was cheering down in the village as his subjects slowly came out into the street to see that their age-old adversary was now dead. They clustered around the lone Knight, celebrating his deed.

He pointed down to the village as he turned to his guards. "Bring that Knight to me at once!"

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CHAPTER 2:

Said the king; "I wish to know your name." Said the knight; "Sir, do not bother,
Yea, verily, one knight," said he, "is the same as any other."
The king then said, "in my doth daughter's bed, tonight you'll take your leisure,
and you'll be rewarded for your deed with a night of undaunted pleasure."

*

From his throne, Cameron watched as the Knight removed his helmet as he was escorted into the grand hall of the castle, running a hand through his page boy/pixie cut brown hair to get the droplets of sweat out. The Knight had some years on him, Cameron surmised from the looks of him, but still looked handsome and youthful. When the Knight grinned, it was with a smile that was as bright as the armor he wore, dragon blood stains notwithstanding. Cameron couldn't help but share the Knight's enthusiasm and joy, after all the Knight certainly earned his victory parade and should be allowed to bask in the glory. He'd ended a threat to the kingdom.

When the Knight finally stopped at the foot of the stairs that led up to the throne where Cameron was seated, he bowed his head and dropped to one knee. "My lord," he said in a humble, but light voice.

Cameron was on his feet at once, coming down the stairs. "Please, stand up. It is we who should be kneeling to you!" he proclaimed with arms wide open. "Pray tell, what is your name young man? What name shall we immortalize in song and story?" he asked, grasping the man by his shoulders.

Still smiling, the Knight shook his head. "There is no need for that, sire," he said. "One Knight is as good as another Knight. There is no need to place a name into songs just for me. I am just glad that your people are now safe."

*

Sir Alex frowned as he noticed the scribes and bards off to one side of the throne room hastily scribbling notes onto parchment. There would be, no doubt, news of this event traveling far and wide after this day was over. King Reinhold was still beaming at him. "Please, I must know your name."

"Sire, really, my name should be kept out of it." Alex insisted. "The victory goes to you and your people. I am merely an instrument of your wisdom to seek outside help."

"There must be some way I can reward you for your bravery then? Please. Name it and it shall be yours. Gold? Land? One of my daughter's hand in marriage?"

Alex shook his head. "Nothing comes to mind."

Now it was the King's turn to frown as he stepped back and paced. "What are your intentions, brave Knight?"

"To return home tomorrow until I am needed again." Alex said. "I just need to go back to the inn, rest, and I'll depart in the morning."

"I shall have your things brought here to the Castle then." King Reinhold said at once. "You will stay in our finest suite that we have and you may take your liberties and your leisure with one of my daughters tonight." He said, gesturing over to the side. "I pray that neither one will be too young for you. My youngest just came of age and is of the ripe age of eighteen and has never known a man."

Alex followed his gesture and saw two young women. The younger, shyer one, had flowing blonde hair all the way down to the small of her back. The older looked to be in her mid-twenties, about a decade younger that he was and was a beauty to behold with light brown hair done up in a bun. "That's... very generous of you, sire." Alex said in a guarded voice.

"Then it is settled then." He clapped his hands once and got his staff moving. "My people will see you to your suite. Please take all the time that you need to clean up and we shall see you at dinner."

*

Cameron watched as the Knight was led out of the throne room, followed by the scribes and bards who attempted to get the young man's name. He found it odd that the man was refusing to give his name even now. What kind of a Knight refused honors to such a point that they merely wanted to return to their home? He hoped that a night of pleasure with one of his daughters would suffice.

With that thought, he glanced over at Tanya and Diana who were looking uncertainly at each other. He beckoned them over. Tanya, his oldest with the brown hair, spoke up. "Father, must we sleep with him tonight?"

Surprised at this, Cameron arched an eyebrow. "Do you find him unpleasing to the eye?"

"No," Tanya shook her head. "He is very handsome and obviously strong to handle the dragon. But to sleep with him and not marry him?"

"Interesting coming from you considering that stable boy I caught you rolling in the hay with over the winter," Cameron noted wryly. He'd never expressly forbidden his daughters to not lie with anyone but he had hinted in the past not to become pregnant by any lovers that they might take as he was still holding out for the chance to marry them off to the nobles of other lands.

Tanya rolled her eyes dismissively. "It is not concern for me, but for Di," she said, indicating her sister. "I thought that you were saving her maidenhead for a proper alliance marriage."

"That changed when none of our allies have seen fit to answer my requests for her hand. They all seem content to wait for our country to die before coming into it." Cameron shook his head. "That seems like a moot point now. No, if by sleeping with one, if not both of you, tonight, then so be it."

"And if we should become with child, father?" Diana now spoke up.

"Then you will be raising the son or daughter of a hero that I will gladly welcome into our house and raise as our heir," Cameron said proudly. "Now, go dress yourselves in your finest clothes so that we may entertain Sir..." his voice trailed off. "Blast it, I wish I knew his name."

"Alex, sire," a guard said, running up, out of breath. "I asked around the town and he goes by the name of Sir Alex."

"Good man," Cameron nodded his approval at his guard's initiative. "And, my thanks."

*

Alex stiffened when King Reinhold addressed him by name when he entered the banquet hall that evening. The King grinned at his discomfort, "Do not worry, Sir Alex," he said, taking him under his arm and guiding him to the head of the table, "my scribes and bards have already departed and I gave them explicit orders to honor your wishes and keep your name out of the official record."

"My thanks, your highness," Alex coughed into his hand to cover his shock and embarrassment. "But all of this is not necessary."

"Like wearing your armor to a banquet in your honor?" the King said wryly.

Alex shrugged. "One never knows when a fight may break out, your highness."

"Please, let us talk tonight simply as men. Tonight; you may refer to me simply as Cameron. We can dispense with titles here."

"Again, my thanks," Alex took the seat offered to him by Cameron, smiling and nodding at him as Cameron then took the seat immediately to Alex's right at the proper head of the table. Across from him the princesses sat watching him with expectations in their eyes.

"I should properly introduce you to my daughters," Cameron said. "My eldest; Tanya," he indicated the older brunette who looked every visage of the deceased Queen, "is twenty-one. My youngest," he gestured to the cute, younger blonde, "is Diana and, as I mentioned, just came of age." Alex nodded in polite greeting to them both as Cameron then called for the food and wine. "I must say, Alex, that you clean up rather well."

Alex had taken a goblet from a nearby server to take a drink and nearly gagged on it. "I'm sorry?" he managed ask with a sputter while trying not to blush at the comment.

"Earlier you were covered in dragon gore, now it looks as if you hadn't even ridden outside in weeks." Cameron noted. "Do you always spend much time bathing?"

"I take pride in my appearance sire... er... Cameron." Alex said, taking another draw, this time longer, from the goblet.

"Indeed," Cameron tapped his finger thoughtfully. "Do I know you, Alex? I can't help but think that I've met you somewhere before?"

"I seem to have that effect on people, sire," Alex admitted. He grabbed a haunch of meat from the table when it was presented to them by the waiters.

They engaged in small talk for the evening, recounting the events of the day and going through Alex's meticulous approach to defeating the dragon until at last Cameron stood, stretched, and yawned. "Well," he announced, "I am going to turn in for the night and get some sleep." He shooed his daughters off and then smiled at his Kingdom's newest Hero. "I imagine that you're going to have a long night yourself so I don't think one will begrudge you if you, or anyone else for that matter, sleep in late on the morn as they celebrate this night. Good Evening." With that, he was off to his chambers leaving Alex feeling weary.

***

CHAPTER 3:

One daughter she had golden hair was a maiden young and chaste,
and she slept all night in the pale moonlight naked to her waist.
The other daughter was so fair, the fairest in the town.
and she slept all night in the pale moonlight naked from her small waist down.

*

"Relax," Tanya assured Diana as she fidgeted on the way back to their chambers. "I'm sure that Sir Alex will be a gentle, attentive lover for you... if he chooses you for the evening."

"I know," Diana said, wringing her hands nervously as they walked. "I just have never... you know..."

"It'll be painful at first, but then it will be the most wonderful feeling in the world," Tanya sighed wistfully, almost swooning.

"Do you have any suggestions?"

"Well, if need be, bare some skin for him and maybe diddle with yourself before he gets there. A good climax always relaxes me," Tanya winked at her. "Enjoy the evening if he comes to your bed."

"You too, sister," Diana hugged Tanya and they parted ways. Diana closed the door to her room and leaned her back against it. Her heart was thudding in her chest as if it threatened to explode outward. She took a couple of deep, calming breaths and then proceeded to move about the expanse of her chambers to blow candles out and douse the torches. Then she went over to her bed and laid down with nothing but the moonlight streaming in from the open doors to the balcony to bathe her in a pale blue glow.

Then remembering what her sister had told her, she sat back upright and reached behind her. She fiddled with the laces of her bodice, loosening them up so that she'd be able to give Sir Alex easier access to her breast when he came to her. It was easy for her as she'd learned long ago when staff for the castle grew short and she no longer had access to a full-time chambermaid to assist her with her garments. Diana shook her chest left and right to give herself some space inside the bodice and then ultimately decided to toss it to the side.

Diana laid back down, splayed her golden hair out beneath her, closed her eyes, and took deep, calming breaths to try and settle her nerves. Moments passed and she found herself listening to the sounds of the night, the whooshing of the breeze in the air wafting into her chambers to tickle her bare nipples, the sounds of joy and revelry that was still going on around the castle and the village beyond. Soon she found herself rubbing her thighs together in anticipation of Sir Alex's arrival.

Maybe I will do as sister suggested... Diana thought as she lifted her skirts and slid a hand to the cleft between her legs into the thick thatch of blond curls of her pubis. She was moist and she let out a breathless sigh of pleasure as her fingers found her most sensitive nub. Diana didn't want to be too far gone if Sir Alex walked in but then threw caution away as she then plunged a single digit inside of her sex to feel her pussy.
"AH," Diana squeaked in pleasure, lifting her hips in automatic response. She brought her free hand up to her own breast to pinch and roll her left nipple as she closed her eyes and pictured the handsome Sir Alex playing with her. Her fingering speed increased until she was vigorously moving it fast across her clit.

"Ah... Ah... AH!" She cried out as the climax ripped through her. Her body arched up off the bed and remained there as the erotic waves washed through her from the top of her head, to the tips of her breasts, through her loins, all the way down to the ends of her toes. Then she collapsed back down, chest heaving and flushed. I'll be quite the sight when he arrives... she thought as her hazy mind slowly yielded to sleep.

Then she heard the sounds of passion coming in from the window that was next to her sister's chambers. Perhaps not if he's spending the night with Tanya... she'll be the better lover for him than I would be... she mentally conceded as she allowed sleep to overcome her.

*

Tanya left Diana by her door and continued to the next chambers door in the corridor. Unlike her sister, when Tanya entered her own chambers she did not douse all the lights. She kept the torches and candles burning bright and even left a trail of them on the stone floor to lead right to her bed. Tanya stepped lightly, almost dancing while she hummed as she did her work. It wasn't often where she had a chance to create a romantic mood setting. As father had pointed out; her last lover was a stable boy and it was indeed in the stables rutting around in the hay where they'd been caught. The fact that she'd have a lover, here, in her own chambers was something that she doubted that she'd ever experience again.

When she was done, Tanya pulled up her skirts and tugged on some drawstrings. Her undergarments fell to the floor and she kicked them underneath of the bed. She'd get those in the morning. Then she hitched up the remaining dress and crawled into bed to lay down. Tanya laid back into the pillows, ensuring that she was propped upright, and adjusted her bodice so that the tops of her breasts stood out. Then she pulled up the front of her dress and tucked the excess of it behind her hips so that her long, luscious legs were bare from her waist, down.

Another thing that differentiated herself from her younger, shorter sister was the fact that she kept the hair between her legs neatly groomed. She found one day when she had to take a razor down there after pulling some on a soldier's armor, that men found the trimming to be arousing. So, after the 'armor accident', she made it a point to keep her brown curls shorn over her pubis. Word got around and she quickly became known as the fairest one around for combination of her facial beauty and her bodily beauty.

Tanya snatched a long phallus from her nearby bed table. It was something that she'd procured from a traveling trader who made annual runs out to the Far East and back. Aside from a man, this was her favorite thing to get off with. As she was not sure how enthusiastic Sir Alex would be when he got here so she wanted to be prepared for him in every way possible. Whether Diana heeded her earlier advice or not made no difference to Tanya as she planned on taking her own advice.

While spreading herself open with the fingers of one hand, Tanya rubbed the head of the polished wood of the phallus up and down the opening of her pussy with the other. She hummed as the erotic pooling of her loins began to spread out amongst her body. Then she slowly plunged it inside and her breathing hitched ever so slightly as the pleasure engulfed her. Tanya expertly worked the phallus in and out of herself while she fingered her clit with her opposite hand.

The orgasm exploded from deep within her and she bit her lip to keep from making a noise. There was no sense in letting others know what she was up to. Her body shook. Her legs quivered. Every fiber of her being seemed to be on fire as the climax ripped through her.

She flopped back, relaxing and melting into the pillows, basking in the afterglow. Her head lolled about as she reveled in the feeling and hoped that when Sir Alex arrived he'd find her wet and ready to go again just for him. Tanya lived for the sensation that came from climaxing and always looked forward to the next one.

A sound caught her ears and through the walls, or possibly from their adjoining windows, she heard her younger sister having her own climax next door. Tanya grinned. Granted, she was a bit put out that Sir Alex did not visit her first but the night was still young. Still, she was proud that Diana has finally known a man in bed. She sincerely hoped that it was everything that she'd described to Diana.

Not wanting to waste the night, Tanya picked her phallus back up, worked it back into her wet pussy, and started again, this time being more vocal to let Diana and Sir Alex know that she too was having a great time... even if it was by herself.

***

CHAPTER 4:

Now the knight he spent many hours inside the castle walls.
but the ending to this story is not what it seems it all.

*

Sir Alex was in a bind. Both ladies were quite fetching in their beauty but neither held his interest.

As he traveled the corridors towards their chambers, he paused outside the first one when he heard the cry of a woman climaxing inside. A smile crossed fair, but roguish lips as Alex surmised that one of the princesses decided to take matter into her own hands. He continued walking.

Unable to help it, he stopped outside the other door to the elder princess. Inside he once again heard a woman getting off, this one being much more vocal to the point that he wondered if there was another person in there.

Alex had managed to dodge and evade the questions regarding his origin. It was something that he disliked addressing when he was away from home. King Cameron caught him off guard with all the glories that he wanted to reign down and then again when he offered up his own daughters to bed tonight.

Listening in on the older daughter have her own party in bed made Alex chuckle.

As he walked on, he thought about when Alex had indeed met Cameron. It was five years ago, when Cameron's wife of sixteen years had been killed. It was at the state funeral for Queen Gwendolyn that they saw each other. The funeral had been in Alex's homeland of Caledonia as the royalty of Braemidora had been briefly forced out of their own castle by the dragon to not be able to return until winter.

Seeing the distraught thirty-four-year-old ruler, and his weeping sixteen-year-old and thirteen-year-old girls broke Alex's heart. It was at the funeral when Alex first learned of the dragon and when Alex made it his goal in life to eventually bring the great beast down. Indeed, that was when the rest of the world finally learned of Braemidora's grave secret. No kingdom should be subject to such terror, even a small one such as Braemidora. Cameron was no longer the proud, haughty ruler who was determined to keep his Kingdom's dark secret. He was humbled by the losses that his country had endured and the loss of Queen Gwendolyn.

A sly smile crossed Alex's lips again as a thought hit him. He would take his night of undaunted pleasure after all. He just needed to see the King to make it happen.

Making his way to the King's chambers, he pounded his gauntleted fist on the door. A moment later, a shocked King opened the door and Alex pushed his way inside.

***

CHAPTER 5:

For in neither bed of either maid... was he repaid for his glory...

*

Cameron was sitting out on the balcony of his chambers that overlooked the village with a goblet of wine in his hand, listening to the sounds of celebration below. It brought a smile to his face to hear joy coming from his people as opposed to the sounds of wailing and sorrow as more people each year were lost to the dragon. It was refreshing and it lifted his spirits.

His thoughts inevitably turned back to Gwen and he wished that she could be here with him to share in the newfound happiness of their people. He also knew that he felt lonely without her.

Before she succumbed to her wounds from the dragon that had tried to take her that day five years ago, Gwen told him to find someone to be with. He'd been too torn with grief at the time to even contemplate it. As the years passed he thought more about taking another wife but had been too preoccupied with saving his Kingdom to look for one or even to take at least another lover. Now he could at least contemplate the notion thanks to the heroic efforts of Sir Alex.

A sudden pounding on his chamber door disrupted his thoughts. His manservant had been dismissed for the evening so he placed his goblet down and walked to the door. He was immediately taken aback at who was there for him.

"Sir Alex?" Cameron was confused at the Knight's presence as he shouldered his way past the King into the chambers. "This is most unusual." Cameron said but closed the door behind them. "I do not understand why you are here? You should be in the bedchambers of one of my daughters..." he paused. "Or would you prefer both? Unnatural as it might be, you have done my Kingdom a great service." When the Knight just stood there, sizing him up, Cameron continued. "Well. If that is the case of what you prefer, then I shall certainly order them to... to do that." He'd said that no price was too great to end the scourge that plagued his lands and he was a man of his word.

"No need," Alex said, smiling at him with that dazzling smile as he walked across the expanse between the door and the bed, advancing on the King. "I am in the bedchambers of where I would like to be for this evening."

Cameron blinked as he backed up. "Now I really do not understand. Why would you..." his voice trailed off as he noticed an obvious hunger in Alex's eyes as he took off one gauntlet, and then the other, letting them clang on the stone floor as he dropped him in his wake. "Now Sir Alex... This is most uncouth..." Cameron didn't want to believe it but Sir Alex was acting so brazen in disrobing here in front of him.

"How long has it been?" Alex asked, cocking his head in curiosity, "since your wife died? Three? Four years? How long has it been since you've known pleasure of another?"

Finding himself still backing up in his own bedchambers from the lustful advances of the heroic Knight, Cameron swallowed hard. "Five..." he breathed. He held up a restraining hand. "Sir Alex, please, I must protest."

"You said tonight that I'd take my leisure here in your castle?" Alex said innocently. "Was I mistaken in hearing that?"

"In one of my daughter's beds!" Cameron shouted now.

Alex shrugged, his short cut brown hair bobbing as he bobbled his head from side to side as if contemplating it. "Why have a princess when I can have a king?" he asked rhetorically.

"Because," Cameron said, voice now tense as Sir Alex was now just a few paces from him. Cameron noticed he was now back up against the foot post of his bed. He now got why the lad was cool to his daughters while warming up to him during the banquet. The modesty and blushing when Cameron had taken him under his arm, the shy looks from the complement. Sir Alex obviously swung the other way and it raised Cameron's ire. "While being a Fairy is acceptable to you and is okay where you come from, it is not how I prefer to derive my pleasure!" he thundered.

"Oooooh," Alex winced comically as he bent over, taking off his leg armor and letting the pieces clatter to the floor, "that is such a hard, ugly term. And it is one that I do not like in regards to those who prefer their own sex to the opposite."

"But it does describe you, no?"

"No. It doesn't" Alex said, standing up. Now he was taking his breastplate up and over his head. He dropped it to his side and was now standing before the king in just his garments.

"What would my subjects say to such an arrangement? For their King to sleep with someone like you?"

There was a shrug and a deep breath before he spoke. "That you're very progressive and that such people no longer need to hide in fear from their King or their countrymen," Alex said simply. "Oh don't give me that look. I've been all over your country and there are people who are like that; both men and women. Besides, even if there are those who disapprove, what good will it do them? They will say whatever you tell them to say as you are their liege." He then regarded the king as he kicked off his boots, undid his belt and let his trousers and codpiece fall to the floor. Then he shucked the tunic off, tossing it to the side so that he stood nude in front of Cameron.

Cameron couldn't help it. Curiosity got the better of him and he looked Sir Alex's naked body up and down. His eyes widened at what was presented before him.

And then he threw back his head and laughed.

***

CHAPTER 6:

For he slept all night with the king instead... for this is a "fairy" story!

*

SIR Alex, was a woman.

"My name that you asked of me earlier that I would not give," she said with a big grin on her face, "is Alexis of House Drederius. First Daughter of the Ruling House of Caledonia." Her voice was now lighter, softer, and airy as one befitting her fair sex. Gone was the rough, haggard, boyish sound of her 'male' voice.

That made Cameron laugh even harder. It was a good, hearty laugh and one that he'd not had in such a long time. It felt good. The Caledonians had been their closest allies for years. Now he understood why 'Sir' Alex had looked so familiar. It was because Alexis had cut her long brown hair down to a boy's style. "What does your father think of you gallivanting around like a man?" he asked her.

Alexis grin turned wry and she half shrugged as she stepped closer to him. "As I'm not heir to the throne like my older brothers are, he doesn't care much. Besides, he has a good laugh at his Knights' expense whenever I get close to them at first. They all keep his secret as, I trust, you'll keep mine as well."

Cameron looked at her body again, this time with more interest. He could see now how she passed as a young man; her shoulders were slightly broader than her hips were and she possessed the same muscular structure that a Knight would have. Her breasts were small, but still with prominent curves. Should she ever decide to wear a corset, he was sure that they would stand up proud. Thus, they were easily concealed within tunics and armor.

Further down he could see the feminine flare of her hips and the thatch of brown hair, which was surprisingly short, that had been hidden behind the codpiece. "Have women now began to groom themselves down there?" He couldn't help but ask, feeling his cock twitch in response to her nudity.

Alexis gave him a sour look. "Sweat and chafing occurs if I do not as I do not have the proper... mmm... 'equipment' to fill out the codpiece," she pointed out. "So I keep myself a bit shorn down there to alleviate the sweat. Now, you have a maiden, in the nude, presented before you. Are you going to stand there and make small talk all night or are you going to deliver on the 'night of undaunted pleasure' that you promised me?" she asked. The tips of her breasts were now barely grazing against Cameron's bare chest. "How long, again, has it been since you've known a woman's touch?" she asked in a husky voice.

The blood that had been gradually pooling inside of his loins now flooded the area and he felt his cock now stiffen. "Five years..." he dared to whisper out as his mind was a swirl of conflicting emotions.

She regarded him, seemingly reading his mind. "I'm not her." Alexis said, her eyes searching his.

"I know," Cameron agreed as he met her gaze with a firm resolution. In his mind, it was as if his dearly departed wife was giving him further permission to proceed as all thoughts of her receded from his head.

"Good." With that, she threw her arms around his neck, pulled him close, and kissed him passionately.

Cameron returned the passionate kiss, enveloping the maiden in his powerful arms. Their bodies melded together. Then he pulled back long enough to shuck his night robe off to be as naked as Alexis was. She pushed him by the shoulder to get him onto the bed and he fell back but grabbed her by the wrist to take her with him. They rolled on the fur blanket on top of the mattresses until she was underneath of him with her legs wrapped around his midsection and her arms still around his neck.

Unable to suppress a groan of pleasure, Cameron ground his cock down against her mound. It had, indeed, been far too long since he'd known the company of a woman. His cock was harder than he'd ever known it to be and it ached to be inside of Alexis. Alexis moaned in response as their lips remained locked together and their tongues intermingling.

But he wanted to savor this moment and enjoy things. He managed to get Alexis' wrists to pin them over her head. She looked up at her wrists in shock and then back at him. She moaned suggestively and rotated her hips under his with a smile on her face. "If you wish to hold me down, then I'm all for it."

"You realize that you seem a bit young for me," Cameron noted, stalling for time to keep his own passion in check.

"Bollocks," Alexis snorted. "I'm only five your younger and at least sixteen over Tanya." Alexis was thirty-four to Cameron's thirty-nine. "I told you that I take pride in my appearance. Now are you going to continue or leave me wanting?"

Cameron kissed her again, reveling in the softness of her lips as he drank her in. "How come you are not yet wed?"

"I was promised to you by my father when the Queen died, but you were too distraught to notice me." Alexis explained. "I figured that I had to do something drastic, say, oh, slay a dragon, to get you to take notice."

"I've noticed you now."

"Yes, and now I want you to give me what you promised and stop teasing me!"

Cameron obliged her. He trailed his mouth down the side of her cheek until he found the side of her neck. He let her wrists go and brought his hand down to cup her left breast. Giving it a tentative squeeze, he found that it was a decent handful. He flicked her nipple with his thumb and she sighed with pleasure. He continued to rotate his thumb around it, while alternating flicking it, as he suckled on her neck.

Alexis closed her eyes and kept her wrists crossed up over her head while Cameron continued to pleasure her with his hand and mouth. She brought her legs down and opened them wide for him when he started to grind his pelvis down into hers. "Ohhhh, yes..." she moaned.

Moving down her body, Cameron left a trail of kisses from her collar bone down to her pubis. He then locked his mouth over her mound and dragged his tongue up and down her womanhood. His hands came up to cover her breasts where he proceeded to tease and torment her hard nipples. "OHHHHH!" Alexis cried out when his tongue attacked her clit. Unable to contain herself, she nearly doubled over but was held fast by his hands on her chest. Instead, she resigned herself to merely running her hands through his black hair while his head was down between her legs.

Cameron tongue fucked her for a good, long while until he could not stand it anymore. His cock threatened to spill all over his furs while he lay face down on it while pleasing Alexis with his mouth. He knelt back on his haunches and scooted forward, his cock poised like a knight attacking with a lance.

"Yes," Alexis breathed, keeping her legs open for him as he came at her. She then arched her back and screamed her sweet pleasure when he got back up to her and speared her with his cock, sinking into her tight pussy all the way to the hilt. "OH GOD YES!" She brought her legs up again beside him as he pulled back and drove into her again and again. "YES! YES! YES!" Alexis cried out with each thrust, goading him on.
"Look at me, you vile wench," Cameron ordered playfully as he placed his forehead down onto hers. Her bright green eyes met his smoldering dark brown ones as their bodies moved together. His cock pumped in and out of her. The sound of their flesh smacking together filled the bedchambers. "YEEARGH!" Cameron's face grimaced as his cock suddenly exploded deep within her, splashing his seed inside of her inner walls, coating her cervix, and flooding her womb.

"OHHHHHHHHHH!" Alexis cried out as his cock pulsated and throbbed within her as his balls emptied out its contents into her belly. "OHHHHH!" she continued to cry out as the orgasm welled up inside of her loins and then washed over her body with such an intensity that her entire world went white. Waves of pleasure cascaded though her as the King continued to plow into her while his cock was still spurting out its contents.

Cameron, having not done such a deed in so long, howled like a victorious beast. His cock seemed to throb and twitch inside of her tightness non-stop. His own climax seemed to go on for eternity as it made up for what it sorely missed all these years. Once they were both through, they collapsed into a heap, bodies covered in sweat, with his head resting atop her breasts with her arms wrapped lovingly around him as she stroked his hair.

"Yes... definitely where I wish to be tonight..." she mused with contentment as her body hummed.

Cameron's hand came up to cup her right breast, idly squeezing it. "Well, I do hope that you are up for more." He said, feeling his cock stirring back to life. He moved his head so that he could start to suckle on her left nipple.

"Already?" Alexis asked in surprise. "So soon?"

"I have a lot of time to make up for." He admitted. Cameron was back to full hardness in no time and he moved to mount her. This time he grabbed her ankles to put up to his shoulders. She looked up at him and he couldn't help but notice how vulnerable she looked in this position. The image was overlapped in his mind with how she looked as a man while in armor. He bid that image away and focused on Alexis and not Alex. He brought his cock up to her sweet opening and pushed inside of her again.

Alexis closed her eyes and let out a husky breath as she was penetrated once again. She loved the feeling of his cock inside of her and equally loved his roving hands on her body. Once he was settled into her, she grabbed for his hands to bring back up to her breasts. He obliged her, positioning his hands so that he could brush her nipples again with his thumbs while he moved within her. She bore down on his cock, squeezing it with her pussy, as he pumped his hips into hers.

Cameron went slower this time. The need for expediency had passed and now he enjoyed the moment. He made slow, deliberate thrusts into her, enjoying the feel of her sheath as his cock would burrow into her all the way to her cervix before retreating out. In and out, slowly, steadily. When Alexis whimpered that she was about to come, he stopped, holding the head of his cock just inside the opening to her pussy.

"Cameron!" Alexis whined as she thrashed on the bed. "Don't stop! Don't tease me so!"

"Beg for it," He told her with a grin. "Look at me and beg for it you deceptive woman, you."

"Pllllllleeeeeeease..." Alexis implored him, looking up at him once again. "Please let me come!"

His grin became broader. He was certainly having fun with her now. A funny thought crossed his mind in that moment as he recalled his earlier recollections on his late wife's words that he should find another and then Alexis' comments that her father had promised her to Cameron. I hardly remember that conversation. He decided right then and there to claim Alexis as his own. "Beg me better than that. Beg me as your lord and liege."

Despite him erotically torturing her by keeping her on the edge like this, Alexis laughed but played along. "Please, your highness," she said in a sweet, meek voice while batting her eyes up at him. "Your humble wench begs you that you allow her the release that he so greatly promised to bestow."

"Good enough," he conceded, driving into her hard this time while pinching her nipples hard.

It took two more good thrusts and Alexis was screaming her ecstasy to the heavens as she clamped down on his cock, her pussy fluttering around it from his base to his tip. Cameron continued to fuck her as she came, her body writhing before him while in the throes of an orgasm. He could feel his cock threatening to explode once more but he willed it away as he wanted to watch her as she enjoyed the pleasure. After all, this was her night to be honored, not his.

Alexis' body relaxed and her body felt numb after she came down from her peak. Small aftershocks rippled intermittently through her body as Cameron continued to move in her. "Ooooohhh... thank you, your highness," she purred, putting her hands on his that still covered her breasts and squeezing them.

"Well, I hope that you're still up for more." He said, kneeling back on his haunches and waiting for her orgasm to be totally over. "We have a long night ahead of us." She looked at him with a questioning glance and he took that moment to drive into her again.

Alexis shrieked when he plunged back into her all the way to the hilt, half out of pleasure and half out of pain as her pussy was starting to feel overly sensitive. "Ohmygod! No more! No more!" she cried out as Cameron then fucked her hard and fast. By the time he couldn't resist anymore and his cock spurt forth its seed into her womb again, she was already violently shaking from yet another orgasm.

***

CHAPTER 7:

Cameron woke the next morning to his shaft being stroked. As he opened his eyes, he saw Alexis down between his parted legs, running her hand up and down his already hard shaft with a smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye. "Time to wake up, your highness," she said playfully.

"Oh good," Cameron mumbled as he stretched. "Last night was not a wine-induced dream."

"Nope," Alexis said happily. Then she brought her head up and sank her lips down his cock, taking him easily inside of her mouth.

"Oh Dear Lord," Cameron breathed as she felt her mouth suck on him. He was harder than he'd ever felt before and that was saying something considering how he felt last night. "Oh! Alexis!" Something nagged at his mind that he should be doing something but the thought remained elusive as she administered oral pleasure to him.

"You... You don't have to do this." He panted as waves of pleasure washed over him from his cock.

"I owe you one from last night as, by my count, I got off more times than you."

"Yes... but..." that's when it hit him. Breakfast would be on its way for him. "Jeeves will be here soon with my meal!"

"Then I'd better hurry." Alexis commented. When the knocking came at the door, Alexis' head started bobbing up and down his cock so hard and fast that Cameron briefly wondered if it'd topple off. She sucked and pulled hard on his cock and he blew a moment later. Alexis then shoved her head down, taking him down her throat as far as it would go and drank down every last drop of his essence. "There, now you can go get breakfast for us." She said with a smug smile as she then walked over to the breakfast nook to wait for him.

"Lord above..." Cameron breathed as his mind swam in the aftermath of the mind-blowing suck that she just gave him.

*

"Thank you, Jeeves," the King said when he met his manservant at the door to take the large tray of breakfast while wearing nothing but his robe that hung slightly open.

"I can bring that in for you, sire," Jeeves protested as the tray jostled between them.

"No need, I got it." Cameron insisted, getting the tray from him.

"But sire..." Jeeves managed to get a look past the King towards the breakfast nook inside the chambers. He saw the bare back of what looked to be Sir Alex sitting there. Jeeves' eyes widened and he looked at the King in alarm. "Uh... Sire?"

"Thank YOU, Jeeves," Cameron reiterated, giving him a hard stare. Jeeves took the hint from his liege and beat a hasty exit.

*

Sitting naked at the table of the breakfast nook, Alexis looked back over her shoulder at Cameron and laughed. "I imagine that word is going to spread like wildfire that you spent the night with your hero Knight; Sir Alex."

"So be it," Cameron chuckled at the thought of it. After she'd admonished him last night about the Fairy term, he'd done some thinking once they'd been done with their lovemaking. "I care for my people... all of my people... and they shouldn't have to hide anymore. They shouldn't have to hide because of a dragon and they shouldn't have to hide because of which sex they prefer. I imagine that the bards will have a field day with the news. They'll get the joke later when I announce who you really are."

Alexis gave him a hurt look. "You promised to keep my name out of it."

"Ah, yes, but I did not promise that I'd keep the name of my newly intended out of any announcements," Cameron said with a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he sat the tray down on the table and slid into the chair across from her. He laughed at her surprised look. "Well, you said that your father DID promise you to me all those years ago and so I intend to make good on that promise." He took her hand in his and brought it to his lips to kiss her knuckles. "That is, if you will have me? I like you, Alexis. I've been fighting the beast for my entire life and here you come in with new, innovative thinking. I need someone like that by my side to rebuild my Kingdom... Our Kingdom."

She smiled as he kissed his way up her arm to her neck, giggling as his lips tickled her shoulder and collar bone. "I think that I'd like that." She admitted. "So long as you take my suggestion that those that prefer their own sex may do so openly... by official proclamation." She said, fixing him with a pointed stare. "I won't marry a man who does not think that all people should not be allowed to be as they are."

"Done." Cameron said without hesitation. "You have shown me the error of my thinking in that regards." He looked her up and down as he took his seat, feeling his cock stir again. She was quite fetching sitting there naked. "Although, it does make me wonder if you had continued posing as a man when you presented yourself to me, how would we have made love? What was your plan then?"

Alexis gave him a playful smile and a shrug. "I don't know. Maybe have you bugger me as men do sometime. Maybe I would've sucked you off while still wearing my clothes just to see your reaction. Since I was flushed with desire and wanted your cock in me, I did what I did."

"Maybe I should just put you across my knees and chastise you for that and then bugger you." Cameron noted with a sly smile.

"You wouldn't dare!" Alexis challenged him, meeting his gaze and his smile. "EEK!" she squealed when he jumped for her. She tore out of her chair and dashed into the bedchambers. He caught her easily although it wasn't as if she was attempting to stay away from him. He picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, striding confidently to his bed while paddling her on the bottom the entire way. "Off! Off! Let me go, you vile beast!" she laughed while playfully kicking in the air as he spanked her while pounding on his back.

Cameron dumped her onto the bed, tossed his robe off, and mounted her from behind. He hefted her hips up off the bed, positioned his hardening cock right at her pussy's opening, and speared her. Alexis' toes curled and her hands clawed the fur blanket as she was penetrated. Her breasts ached and she lifted herself up just enough for the furs to tickle them as her body moved back and forth in time with his thrusts.

But Cameron only pumped his cock in and out of her a few times before pulling out and aiming it higher. He was now hard as a rock and ready to take her in this way. Alexis tensed only for a moment as she felt its head nuzzle up against her back passage and then willed her body to relax. Cameron pushed into her bottom and Alexis let out a deep, guttural moan as he plunged into her. He then pushed her down flat into the bed while he proceeded to bugger her.

"OOOOHMYGOD..." Alexis groaned into the fur blanket.

"So what was 'Sir' Alex's plan at this point? Hm?" Cameron whispered into her ear. She whimpered back an 'I don't know' response that was muffled by the furs. "Well then, I want you put your hands on your womanhood to play with yourself. I want to feel you climax while I do this."

Alexis did as she was bidden to do. She rotated her hips just enough to get her hands underneath of her, spreading her legs in the process. Her delicate fingers found her sensitive nub and she started to diddle herself while Cameron fucked her ass. She let out deep, loud moans each time he shoved his cock down into her. "Mmm! Ah! MMP! AHHH!" she breathed as she felt her passion quickly rise. Then her body shook violently beneath him as the orgasm hit her hard and fast suddenly.

"GOD!" Cameron hissed in pleasure as he felt Alexis' ass squeeze down onto his cock hard. It became so tight that he didn't think that he'd been able to have it squeezed harder even if he'd taken himself in hand. He could feel her fingers against his balls every time he plowed into her. Even though she was in the throes of passion underneath of him, he felt her hands reach out to cup and fondle his balls as he buggered her. He lasted another couple of thrusts into her until he lost control and his cock exploded deep into her bowels, eliciting another moan of pleasure from her. His balls emptied their contents into her as his cock throbbed hard in her ass. The pleasure was multiplied with her gently squeezing them as the twitched with every erotic convulsion.

He collapsed down on top of her and then slid off to one side to gather her into his arms. "That... was amazing." She breathed, twisting her neck to give him a peck on the cheek.

"Yes, we must try this again at some time," he agreed. Frantic pounding came from the chamber door and he moaned with dismay this time. "Gah! What part of 'sleep in and enjoy the day' did my subjects not get last night?" he got up, hastily donned his robe, and went for the door. Breakfast was expected. This was something else entirely.

"A ruler's work is never done," Alexis playfully said in his wake as she rolled back onto her stomach and stretched out like a cat, reveling in the feel of the furs on her bare skin.

*

Earlier in the morning, Tanya met Diana outside of her chamber. "Good Morning, sister. I trust that you had a good night," Tanya said with a wink.

"Not half as good as you, it would seem," Diana remarked. "I heard you through the windows. You were quite vocal."

"Ah, that was just me taking my skirt up and playing with my phallus that I got from that trader last year," she admitted while stepping out of the way of a few servants that hustled past in their duties. "But you; you had Sir Alex. How was he? Enjoy not being a virgin anymore?"

Diana gave her older sister a confused look. "I wasn't with Sir Alex last night. He never came to my bed. I thought that he was with you judging by what I heard."

"He wasn't with me," Tanya blinked back in equal confusion. "I heard you getting off and thought that he was with you."

"No," Diana shook her head rapidly. "I took your advice, bared my chest, and diddled while I waited. I got off and then I fell asleep."

"Welllll..." Tanya said thoughtfully. "If he wasn't with you... and he wasn't with me... who was he with last night?"

At that moment Jeeves was tearing down the corridor, looking white as a ghost. He was so distraught that he nearly bowled the princesses over. They both squawked in protest and he paused long enough to ensure their well-being. "My apologizes! I am SO sorry, your highnesses!" he gushed profusely.

"It's okay, Jeeves." Tanya said, dusting her dress off. "What's got you so worried this morning?"

"Th-the king!" he gasped.

"What's wrong with father?" Diana asked, suddenly alarmed.

"Sir Alex was with him! And he was in the nude!"

"No!" Tanya gasped in wide-eyed disbelief.

"Not possible!" Diana agreed, aghast at the news.

The princesses both hitched up their skirts and full out ran to their father's bedchambers where they both proceeded to frantically on the chamber door. Cameron opened the door with an irritated look on his face. "What is it that cannot wait until later?" he asked in a weary voice as he tied the belt loop of his robe closed.

"Is Sir Alex in there?" Tanya demanded.

"Jeeves said that he saw him in here, naked!" Diana added in.

Cameron looked as if he were about to protest. Then he paused, closed his mouth, and squared his shoulders. "And what if he is?" he asked his daughters. "What of it? I did promise Sir Alex a night of pleasure and if he chose me to be the vessel of such rewards, what business is it of anyone else?"

Tanya pushed on the door and looked over her father's shoulder. Over on the bed, splayed out and buck naked, was Sir Alex with creamy white fluid that she knew had to be her father's seed dribbling from Alex's bottom. "You buggered him!" she said, horrified.

Cameron laughed at his daughter's distress. "Yes! I buggered Sir Alex!" he proclaimed proudly with his arms out wide to the side. He then crossed them and looked at his daughters with a smug look on his face. "Are you jealous that he chose a King over a Princess?"

His daughters stood there, gaping at him in disbelief in his proclamation until they heard Sir Alex's surprisingly light voice come from the bed. "Oh Cameron, stop playing with them and tell them the truth already!" Tanya and Diana leaned to the side and they saw that Sir Alex had risen and was keeling on the bed with his back to them.

"Oh very well," Cameron sighed. He beckoned the girls in. "Come on. You might as well know before the whole Kingdom finds out." He closed the door and waved the girls over to the breakfast nook. "You should've seen the looks on their faces though, Alexis."

"I've seen enough stunned looks to last me a lifetime," the retort came back.

"Wait, what?" Diana said. "Alexis?

***

CHAPTER 8:

Alexis slid off the bed and wobbled a little bit on unsteady legs. She hadn't had a well-fucked feeling this good in a long time and she loved it. She regained her footing as she stepped across the stone floor over to the breakfast nook and presented herself to the princesses, letting them get a good look at her before she formally introduced herself. "So you see, girls, it is a good thing that I didn't visit either one of you last night or else you might be singing a different tune this morning."

Both girls stared at her. Then they looked at each other and then at their father. Cameron was trying not to laugh at them.

"Oh. My. God." Tanya shook her head and laughed ruefully. "You make a convincing man, Lady Alexis." She noted. "I have to admit that I was attracted to you when I thought that you were a Knight."

"I am a Knight." Alexis retorted as she went to the bed to fetch her tunic and donned it. "My father recognizes me as such." She said, walking back over to the nook.

"But why?" Diana asked. "Why all secrecy?"

"Well, while it is acceptable in my Kingdom for men and women to be equals in all things. Had I come here yesterday and presented myself as Lady Alexis who was there to slay your dragon, what would the response have been?"

"Okay, fair point. Lady Alexis," Diana said.

"Please, just Alexis is find," she smiled. "There's no need for formality between us since I'll be here a lot more." Alexis crossed over to Cameron, took his hands and wrapped them around her as she leaned back into him. "I've accepted your father's proposal to be his wife."
"Really?" Diana gushed. When Cameron smiled, and nodded, she squealed with glee. "That's wonderful!"

"How old are you?" Tanya asked. "You look to be my age!"

"I'm old enough to be your mother if my parents had an insane notion of marrying me off before I came of age." Alexis snorted. "I'm sixteen years older than you are."

"How come you haven't married yet?" Diana asked with growing curiosity.

"Yes..." Cameron added, looking down at Alexis as he held her. "You never did answer my question completely last night; why aren't you married off yet?"

"Oh, believe me, father tried multiple times," Alexis said with a roll of her eyes. "He tried when I came of age, but my suitor said that I was too tomboyish and headstrong for him. When I was around your age, Tanya, about twenty-one, my next suitor was upset that I could wield a sword better than he could. Eventually father just gave up and I'd already developed a reputation of sleeping around with the Knights, Guards, and Soldiers. So, father let me do what I wanted and eventually made me a Knight so that I'd be of some use to the Kingdom." She looked up at Cameron with a wry grin. "Although... he did make one last try, five years ago, to hand me off to a certain recently widower ruler that he thought I'd make a good match for."

"Who?" Tanya started to ask and then got it at once. "Oh. Right. Father."

"I don't even remember the conversation, to be honest." Cameron admitted.

"To be fair, you did just have a pretty emotional blow dealt to you at the moment," Alexis pointed out.

"Well," Cameron leaned forward to get off the wall. "Let's not just sit here gabbing. Let us eat breakfast here and welcome our new member of the family and then we'll go down to the village to make our proclamations."

"The sooner, the better," Tanya said with a bark of laughter, "before the kingdom gets the notion that you slept with a man and not a woman. Poor Jeeves looked like he saw a ghost!"

"It doesn't matter," Cameron said dismissively. "After we declare the upcoming wedding, the first proclamation that Alexis and I will make as a betrothed couple is that those labeled 'Fairy' will be free to love and marry whom they choose. So let them think, for a time, that I slept with a man."

"Well, it's too late anyway," Diana said, she was looking out over the balcony and pointing where three of the region's well known bards were about to sing down in the village. "The O'Danny girls look like they are about to let the secret out."

The four of them gathered on the balcony to watch the busty redhead, the curvy and sultry blonde, and the petite raven-haired girl warm up their voices at the castle gates before launching into their latest tale of a dragon, the hero that slayed it, and the subsequent night of pleasure that HE spent with the King of Braemidora.

THE END.
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