Quiteria de Navarra's Bedroom

I was pleasantly surprised to see the Prince Edward in my room, I approached him and smiled politely...
Highness, I'm glad to see you. I said smiling mischievously.
To which I owe the honor of your visit?. I asked flirtatiously

I smile, this beautiful angel has the most beautiful voice, I have seen you about court lately and I needed to know your name. To allow such radiance of beauty to go unnamed is a sin. My cheeks begin to turn red, bright red actually.

I´m Quiteria de Albret, princess of Navarre.I am the daughter of Queen Catherine I of Navarre, my brother is king Henry...

I said smiling...I approached him and asked him with seduction:do you want something to drink?

It is a pleasure to meet you Your Highness. I bow down and kiss her hand. I have heard of your brother Henry. Its a shame that he doesn't believe his wife and instead believes an oversexed maniac. At least that's what I have been hearing. I shake my head, my hand gently caressing her face. I can feel her cheeks warm up with every touch. Yes, I would love some wine...

I do not feel any pity for my sister in law...Quiteria said coldly and she gave him a cup of wine.
and tell me, Edward, are you married?
Quiteria asked and she sat down beside him coquettishly

I do not know her so I wont say a thing. I take a gulp of my wine and sit down next to her. Never did I believe that this would be happening, that I would be talking to her. I only thought to be watching her from afar. I shake my head, No, I am not married any longer. She died in childbirth delivering my son but at least I still have my daughter.

I looked at him affectionately....I´m widow...I have a son...do you like more wine?I asked him at the same time I stroked his sweet face

Yes please my lady. With every sip of wine I drink, I feel myself getting more drunk, more carefree than before. I place my hand on hers which is upon my cheek. I bring it to my lips, kissing her softly. Do you ever wish to get married again? I say in a whisper.

unintentionally, I spilled my cup of wine in his chest...Oh, my lord...I´m sorry...I told him and I started to take away his shirt

That is alright. I can feel her soft touch upon my skin as a burning desire for her begins to rise but I must try to give in. The last woman I was with left me but yet I cannot contain the urge to kiss her. Cupping her face, I bring her lips to mine, in a soft and sensual melting of our lips.

I smiled at him with mischief...I stroked his bare chest and kissed him passionately

I wrap my strong arms around her, picking her up and kiss her over and over again. You sure do know how to get what you want. With one arms still holding her, my free hand begins to unlace her dress, little by little, exposing her to me.

I showed him my breasts, and smiled...I stroked his manhood...Do you like?. I asked seductively...I aspired turn out to be queen ... and maybe fate was being generous with me...

My breathing becomes much more fast paced as I gently begin to caress her breasts. I do not like...I love what I see my lady. Quickly I pick her up and bring her to her bed, my final reserve falling. My manhood is erect and waiting for her.

I unbuttoned his pants and stroked his manhood with my mouth...I took off my clothes and lay on the bed naked...

For a brief moment, I stand a the edge of the bed and cannot help but to admire the woman I am about to possess. Seductively she lays there, giving me this look that I cannot resist. I climb on top of her, kissing her deeply.

I moaned in pleasure feeling his skin on my body, but at that moment I remembered what happened years ago with Francis Bryan...I got out of bed...Oh...I´m sorry my lord...I can not continue.

I take a deep breath in an attempt to calm my desire down. I pull my pants back up and look at her, What are you afraid of? I could never hurt a beauty such as yourself. I lick my lips as I speak.

If you really are interested in my...you ask my hand in marriage to my brother the King of Navarre
I said ambitiously...

If that is what it takes to prove to you that I wouldn't hurt you, then yes, I WILL. When shall we travel to Navarre? I continue to look deep into her dark eyes. Smiling, I take her hand, wondering if I should get down on one knee and propose. I decide to do so. My beautiful Princess, would you be my wife? I anxiously await her answer.

His sweet words pierced my heart....Oh yes, Edward, I want to be your wife...I felt so happy, he was a good man, and I one day I become queen that it was what I wanted most in the world

I pick her up and spin her about the room, kissing her softly. When shall we leave for Navarre?

I will order prepare my luggage and tomorrow, we can travel to Navarra...
I said and kissed him softly on the lips...I finally would become Princess of Scotland, and maybe future queen ....I was very happy

Well then, we shall leave tomorrow. I should go and make sure my items are packed up as well, love. I hold her hand in mine, gently caressing it with my thumb. I love her feistiness, her boldness. This shall be a very interesting life!

The next day, Edward and I traveled to Navarre