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It would go against their interest. When the Great Forest is divided, how will a mercantile family be able to hold their claim against a family with five fully-armed regiments?” “The military is a national entity, and not beholden to noble families.” “Of course, of course!” Ternias said with a wide smile, “But you see, the army is divided into houses -a necessary structure of a feudal system, of which I will not protest-, but this leads to a sense of… glasses oh, I don’t want to say ‘tribalism,’ but ‘fierce loyalty’ might work. My queen, it is easy for a soldier to claim he is a ‘knight of the Highlands’ when the enemy is amassing in the Great Forest, but when the war is done, and we relax into the pleasant divisions of peace, that same knight might call himself a ‘knight of Shordian House.’ And thus, lies the crux of the problem.” It wasn’t lost on anyone that busty Ternias had decided to use my husband’s surname as an example. I eased back in my throne, contemplating the self-satisfied nobleman. The Noble Court was smaller than the palace, but not by much. The hall in which politics took place was a cavernous atrium ornamented in baroque splendor. The noble men and women of the ten major houses sat in the very back, and directed the lesser houses to the forefront like pawns. I could tell just by the posture of those in the front few rows that Ternias had the votes he needed. The tally I’d ascertained the night before was folly; I’d been fed a lie to be made to look the fool. I suspected as much; Lady Catherine Jonias was a poor player of the game. I connected eyes with her across the room, seeing her in the shadows from which she directed her side of the chess board. I watched the realization dawn on her face, and I saw her shrink into her chair. I smirked at her, then at Ternias. “I agree whole-heartedly.” I proclaimed, watching Ternias’s jaw twitch in its fixed smile, “And effective immediately, I am issuing a decree to nationalize our forces. The Highland army is the Highland army, and must remain as such Tits fuck lest we let avarice drag us into civil war.” My smile broadened, “Will that satisfy ‘some of us,’ Lord Ternias?” Ternias grimaced. “Should we convene tomorrow when you have a candidate to head the oversight committee?” “No need to wait.” I said, then gestured across the room, “I nominate Lady Catherine Jonias to head the committee.” I watched her go pale, then turned back to Ternias, “I am sure she will do a wonderful job.” Ternias bowed, and tipped his metaphorical cap. Well played, my queen. The gesture seemed to say. The court adjourned soon after, and I beckoned Eric to go frolic with the nobles and smooth the edges of the day’s battle. Lady Jonias couldn’t leave fast enough, and Ternias made a point of lingering. I turned to leave out the door behind the throne, when a familiar face stopped me. “My queen?” Lady Lydia Straltaira said, standing before the twin thrones. She was the last massive tits person I wanted to see, but she was a force in the Noble Court I couldn’t ignore. “Yes?” I inquired. “I would like to speak privately with you, if I could.” She said. I inclined my head to the door only royalty could use, and she walked Natural tits up the steps, and followed me through the exit. The next room was a modest parlor, one that I would use to prepare myself in the mirror before going to battle. I gestured for Lady Straltaira to sit, but I remained standing. “What is it you wish to speak of, my lady?” I asked, folding my arms before my chest. In very poor French, glasses Jon managed massive tits to realise that we were in the wrong place. You always have a place here.” They busty turn to me. Looking cute in their grey dresses. Turns out they has dinner at tea time and noon time was Luncheon. This was the weekend in which Tracey, the closet queen began her new life as Traci, the newest waitress at The Beachfront Bar. She begged for some more "dada Tits fuck cream" to taste so I jerked off while she sat on her knees and waited patiently and blew a big warm load straight in her little mouth which she gargled like mouth wash until it was all bubbles and then swallowed it down. She looked behind her and Nick was in the doorway. That means this announcement has been all over the galaxy for several days. As the speed dial moved from 50 rotating toward 80 Morgan’s eyes were alight with excitement. I didn’t know if that’s what I was supposed to do, but it seemed a sin to let her holy fertility fall to the rocks. My body bucked and spasmed as the pleasure coursed through Natural tits me. My heart thudded. I took a deep breath and then felt Tony’s crotch touch my ass. "Yeah, you said that already. What does Ancient Spirits of the Astral Plane say about Sorrow?”