Alaera was never certain on how she should feel about his uncanny ability to sneak up on her. She faced him with a soft smile and offered him her hand. She did rather love that she could still play her games with him and he would have to oblige her, even in a setting such as this in case eyes did fall on them. She stepped close to him so to whisper in his ear as he kissed her hand. "The king desires I give him an heir.." She tilted her head. Her hands were icy cold, but her breath was still warm against his ear. "I have no desire to allow him to do such a thing to me. I need a bit of a distraction for some time from that." In the months she had been wed to the king, he had only managed to get himself between her legs once, the day they were wed. Since then she had been very careful not to be in a situation where such a thing could happen again. She had more control leaving a man wanting any ways.
She pulled away looking around before walking with him. standing in one place, even she knew better than to do. "You've seen how the men are with me." She took his arm as if he was escorting her through the frozen gardens. "I grow tired of men wishing to undress me. Men hardly worthy of their wives let alone me." Alaera was always high on herself. How she looked, how she carried herself. All of it mattered, every moment it mattered because for her, her looks were a great deal of her power. She could make men do as she wished and she often did. He had seen it before and he had seen her kiss a man as she killed him. Women on the other hand could be a challenge for her, but more often than not she could get a man to resolve that problem. She was making her normal loop around the frozen garden, something one was to expect when she met with her grooms-man. "Suggestions?"