Alaera thought carefully, a normal woman would frown but not her. "I'll do that for the first few nights. But I have a desire for that." She stopped looking up at a tree. "I will have to give him an heir, father wishes it." She released his arm, putting a hand over her stomach. "I have no desire to carry such blood in me." She said suddenly, coldly. Her eyes narrowed. "You carry a few features of the king. I didn't simply pick you for your skills." She smiled a little. Of course since she had known him she had been keeping secret of her attraction to him. She had been a princess after all though, she had known her role to wed someone she didn't like every moment of that day. Of course it wasn't hard to have a few features that matched the king, he was a simple looking man with no features that made him clearly stand out other than the crown that sat on his head.
She reached up and stole a touch of his cheek. She knew that it was a dangerous game to play but she also knew where the guards stood and when they were hidden. But there was always that chance. "Come to my private rooms through the back tunnels when you've killed a man for me. Think you could rid me of the captain tonight? He's made every effort to lay his hands on me and I'm tired of his fish eyes." There was venom on her tongue as she spoke, if she wasn't under a watchful eye frequently she would have killed the man herself.