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"Faster!" I moan as Linton dutifully increases his pace.

A knock on the door interrupts us and I glare at the inanimate object over my shoulder. I am currently bent over my bed with my head guard thrusting inside of me. Linton pauses at the sound of the knock, which annoys me further. I can feel my orgasm getting further out of reach. I was so close.

"What?" I snap irritably. "I'm in the middle of something."

Being deliciously fucked.

"I'm sorry, your Majesty, but it is urgent."

I growl under my breath. "Fine, I'll be out in two minutes."

I look at Linton over my shoulder. "You have precisely two minutes to make us both cum or we're going to be left very frustrated."

He smirks at me. "Not a problem, your Majesty."

He resumes where he left off without missing a beat. With the perfect speed and roughness, he makes me cum in moments.

When we're finished, I slip on my silk robe and knot the tie around my waist. I open the door with an irritated scowl.

"What is it?"

The poor man looks terrified as he hands me a folded piece of paper. I open it and find a handwritten note from my general who leads my warriors. He requests a talk immediately, there is unsettled activity in the Faraway Forest that concerns him.

Knowing how important my duties are, I agree to meet with him. I change into a powder blue dress and, instead of inviting the general to my office, I walk over to his. He immediately jumps up from his seat and bows when I enter the office.

"At ease, General. You wanted to see me?" I take a seat to hear him out.

"Yes. I was contacted by the fae general this morning, it appears that the trolls are encroaching on their land again."

"This is nothing new."

"No, but they have paired up with goblins and are causing quite a lot of trouble for the fae. As you know, they are missing a monarch at the moment and the chancellor has had to step in. The goblins and trolls do not respect his authority. Chancellor Moire has asked that you step in as they will respect your power."

I groan in annoyance. "The Faraway Forest is two day's ride away."

"I know, it's a big ask of you, your Majesty. But I believe it is in your best interest to keep your alliance with the fare."

"Will you hold court whilst I'm gone?"

"I was going to come with you to be your bodyguard, your Majesty."

I shake my head. "I need you to fill in for me, the people trust you."

"Very well. I can send my new Lieutenant General. You will be in good hands, I am training him to replace me one day."

"Is this the warrior you hired last month?"

"Yes. He has moved up the ranks faster than any soldier we've had before. I won't tell him this, but he is an incredible asset to your army, your Majesty."

"I trust your judgement, General. If you say I am safe with him, I believe you."

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I don't know what I am expecting when the general introduces me to the lieutenant general outside the palace. Our horses are already saddled up and waiting to go. I'm stood on the stone steps when the general and LG walk over.

The LG is actually an inch taller than the general, which alone surprises me. Elves are naturally taller than other species, but these two are definitely above average. As they get closer, I study him in greater detail.

He has a muscular form that is lean from exercise. He's wearing the typical uniform but he makes it look better than the other warriors. His face is particularly handsome, I'll give him that. His hair is light, not my usual shade of choice, but it works with his silver irises. All in all, he looks both ethereal and deadly.

His eyes scan over me as they come to a stop. That surprises me, no one dares usually be so bold when first meeting me. They usually lower their gaze as a sign of respect. There is nothing disrespectful about the way he checks me out, but it implies his confidence and disregard to social norms.

"Your Majesty, this is Lieutenant General Klaern Xilberos."

He bows the top half of his body in respect. "Your Majesty."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant General Xilberos."

After the formalities are out of the way, I make sure that the general has everything he needs to take over running the kingdom for 4-5 days. I shouldn't be gone too long, I only need to put the trolls and goblins in their places and then come back. It's the travelling that is going to take most of the time.

Xilberos and I mount the horses and take off at a slow trot out of the palace grounds. It is quiet between us and I appreciate the time to think. It is not until we reach the edge of the city limits, an hour later, that he first speaks.

"If we continue making this time, we should be at the edge of the forest before sundown."

His voice has this low rasp to it that makes me insides flutter and clench. I think I've found my new warrior crush.

"And will we camp inside or outside of the forest?"

"It is safer inside the forest, your Majesty."

I bristle at the formality, it seems so silly when we're alone. The general always insists on using 'your majesty' even when we're alone.

"Please, call me Elektra now that we're alone."

He seems uncomfortable with my suggestion but nods stiffly. "Klaern."

The inhabitants of the Faraway Forest are no enemies of mine. I know that I am not in danger camping overnight in the trees, the wood nymphs will protect us from harm, they are natural protectors of the elves. It makes sense to have at least one guard with me, that's where Klaern comes in.

I'm more worried about leaving my palace alone than my own safety of being outside of its walls. As usual, the rocking movement of riding a horse takes my mind to inappropriate places. I wanted one of my royal guards to come with me, but Linton has requested annual leave, Krestaff quit to return home and my back up, Paeral, decided to take a mate yesterday.

That leaves me dickless and dissatisfied.

I glance over at Klaern and watch him ride. His thick, muscular thighs grip the horse. His large hands hold the reins with total confidence. He has a slight frown on his face as he looks ahead, scouring the road for any danger.

Perhaps he could be my replacement tonight...

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As predicted, we reach the forest edge in the afternoon. The sun is lower in the sky than at midday, but it hasn't set yet. The temperature drops the moment we go under the trees' canopy. Light filters through creating a dappled effect on the dirt path, it's beautiful.

I decide to take the time to go to know Klaern. "Tell me about yourself."

He gives simple answers that don't give too much away. I have to ask probing questions to make him talk. He probably thinks that I am asking out of politeness not interest. Eventually, he realises that I genuinely care about his answers and starts giving more comprehensive ones.

With the conversation flowing, time passes much quicker. The sun sets and I retrieve my cloak from out of my satchel and wrap it around my shoulders. It's dark in the forest but nymphs have hung lanterns from random trees, guiding the way for travellers.

We reach a path that leads off the beaten track and go down it a little ways so that we are hidden by the foliage. We stop and agree to set up camp for the night.

It doesn't take us long to set up the tent. There are two compartments with a piece of fabric separating them. I am hoping that we won't need that.

I start a fire while Klaern prepares the food we brought for dinner. We roast some meat and vegetables and eat them together with more conversation. I can see why he appealed to the general, he is a very personable man, despite his brutish appearance and gruff voice.

When we have eaten, I clean my teeth using some water from the bottles we brought. I wash my face and excuse myself to pee behind a tree in a very un-Queen-like manner.

After we have put out the glowing embers of the fire, we retire to the tent. I change into my sleeping dress and brush out my hair.

"Klaern?" I call out his name to the fabric divider.

"Yes?"

"Is there any need for this divider? Surely we can unzip-"

"Goodnight, your Majesty."

I stare at the piece of fabric in shock. He just cut me off! He rejected my subtle advances and cut me off!

Outraged and irritated, I lie down and fall asleep.

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