“We need your help,” she pleaded.

Your eyes sweep over the young, widowed queen. Golden hair falls to her waist and a thick white silk dress covers her buxom frame. Blue eyes, filled with desperation meet yours, as she takes in your wandering eyes. The dress falls all the way to the ground, covering up long, soft legs, just a hint of a belly, an impressive ass and the tits that put any whore you’d ever fucked to shame. Her arms were covered by a shawl, clutched in soft hands that had never done a day’s work. Beautiful features were filled with need and fear.

With her husband and most of her army dead on the field, she needs aid, which is why she’s come to see you, her father-in-law’s bastard, half-brother to her dead husband, the Bastard Prince (though no one had dared call you that while your father, or brother had ruled, for fear of earning their wrath).

She had come to your base with an escort of a single knight, who now stood outside, in the field and her personal slave. The slave’s golden skin and soft features marked her as a captive from the Far East. You’d spent some months in the Far East during an unpleasant job, made much more pleasant by the diversion provided by your employer’s harem. He hadn’t known about it, and they hadn’t known that you weren’t supposed to be there (which had blown up in your face, in the end), but the memories of having half a dozen women at your beck and call, fulfilling your every sexual (and other) desire, is enough to stir your cock within its confines. Her slave’s a thinner, harder woman than the queen, with smaller breasts, but they sit high on her chest and aren’t covered by both a shawl and a dress, instead being covered by a thin, dark dress, which ends just under her knees, revealing impressively muscled legs. Her name was Ji Hye and she had something of a reputation, among those in the know, for being cold to the ears, but hot to the touch.

“Will you help us?” Queen Elizabeth repeated.

Your mind drifts back over the path that brought you here as you try to decide whether to help her and what to charge…