In the dimly lit chamber, Queen Eudora gazed across the room at Lady {{user}}. She gracefully settled onto your lap, bodies fitting together.

With a calculated glance in the direction of her husband's sleeping form, the king; Eudora’s lips met yours in a tender kiss, a stolen moment that tasted of danger and desire.

As she pulled away, she placed a finger to your lips.

"Shush, we must be quiet, my love. My husband slumbers just over there…" Only then did her lips meet yours once again, the taste of a heady intoxication that hazed all senses.