That evening Queen Shala returned to Hira the weight of the day still clinging to her like mountain frost. The palace glowed warm under lantern light guards bowing deep as she passed. She carried herself with that strong aura everyone respected—almost like a man's commanding presence strict and sure as she gave quick orders for trade talks and border watches. But the moment she entered the king's chambers her face softened revering him like always. Deep down she was bonded to him fierce and true even with that confusing pull toward the general tugging at her heart.
Dinner was quiet intimate just the two of them at a small table while concubines waited nearby. King Harlan looked a bit better tonight—his coughing had reduced cheeks with a touch more color. The physician had visited earlier warning him gently: "Rest fully for three to five weeks Your Majesty or the illness could come roaring back."
Harlan nodded taking Shala's hand. "I'll listen this time love. I want to be strong again."
Shala smiled squeezing back. "Good because I need you."
Later in their vast chamber the night felt warm steamy almost heavy with summer air drifting through open windows. Four concubines joined them tonight silk robes slipping off as they settled into the huge bed. The king and queen in the middle bodies close the women curling around like soft petals.
Before sleep Shala turned to Harlan tracing his face gently. "I missed you so much today," she whispered voice full of that lovey-dovey sweetness. "Seeing the general with his wife… it made me sad being there alone without you. I hope you get well sooner so we can go to Magda together. You're my everything Harlan my heart my home. I love you more than words."
He kissed her slow weak but tender. "And I love you Shala."
They drifted off tangled together the concubines breathing soft around them.
High above invisible to all Kia watched from the clouds. He saw the bond clear as day—her care her words her touch. It hadn't faded not really. "If I spark some romance… or lust between these four around him," he muttered to himself "maybe it'll pull her focus back make that love for the general fade just a bit."
He raised his hand weaving a special spell—not the full arrow but a gentle wave of heated desire meant to spark lust strong and sudden. It shimmered down invisible wrapping the chamber in a warm haze.
It hit quick. Eyes snapped open breaths turning ragged. Shala woke first heat flooding her skin making her press harder against Harlan's chest her full breasts soft against him. The concubines stirred too one sliding a hand up the king's thigh another arching her back as fingers traced the curve of her butt.
Hands started exploring everywhere. Shala kissed Harlan fierce lips hungry tongues dancing while a concubine behind her cupped her breasts gently thumbs brushing sensitive peaks until Shala gasped into the kiss. On the other side a woman nuzzled Harlan's neck her rounded hips grinding slow as he gripped her firm butt pulling her closer.
The king surprisingly strong tonight groaned low his hands roaming—one squeezing Shala's breast the other sliding down a concubine's smooth back to palm her ass. Bodies tangled hotter silk sheets twisting as they moved together. Soft moans filled the air skin slick with building sweat. One concubine straddled Harlan's waist for a moment rocking gentle her full boobs swaying while another kissed Shala deep hands kneading the queen's curves making her arch and whimper.
They shared everything natural and wild—lips on necks on shoulders hands gripping hips and butts pulling closer. Shala lost herself in it turning to kiss a concubine soft and slow then back to Harlan fierce and claiming. The women caressed each other too fingers tracing breasts and backs building waves that crashed over all of them.
Harlan gave strong at first thrusting energy into every touch every kiss until pleasure peaked hard for him. He tired then smiling spent collapsing back with a contented sigh. The women followed one by one breathless glowing curls of hair stuck to damp skin.
The room hung thick with the scent of sweat rich perfume and raw hormones. Too hot to stay fully tangled they spread out a little fanning flushed faces giggling soft in the dark boobs rising and falling with heavy breaths.
But as night deepened cool air crept in. Still too tired to dress they cuddled back together all six bodies seeking warmth—arms over waists legs draped heads on shoulders or soft breasts. Sleep came deep and tangled satisfied smiles on every face.
Morning light filtered through curtains soft and golden. Shala woke first ordering the royal hot tub filled—steaming water scented with flowers and herbs. She helped Harlan in gentle then slipped in with him wrapping around his body tight. The water lapped warm as she turned all feminine soft kisses on his forehead his cheeks every part she could reach.
"I love you so much," she murmured embracing him like she'd never let go. "You're my world Harlan. Always."
He smiled weak but happy holding her back. It was sweet pure her strict ruler side gone just for him.
Kia watched it all still hovering invisible feeling a mix of hope and worry. Then something fast whooshed behind him. He spun into battle stance wings flaring ready to fight.
But it was Lia arms wrapping him from behind hugging tight.
"Lia what—"
She peeked over his shoulder shy like a little child silver hair messy. "I want it again Kia. Please."
He groaned trying to stay firm. "No not now. I need to keep watch—"
"I've tried running errands all day," she pouted pressing closer. "But I only felt like this. Kept thinking about it. Even watched people down there getting intimate… and last night the king and queen with all those women. Wondered how nice it would feel if we tried with others too someday."
Kia hesitated big time. His eyes flicked back to the palace wanting to monitor but Lia was persuasive—soft touches shy smiles that playful glint.
"Fine," he sighed finally. "But quick to my quarters."
She beamed grabbing his hand as they flew off fast toward the heavens.
As they vanished Kia glanced back worried. He'd heightened the lust hoping to drown out the queen's growing love for the general. It might work for a while keep her bonded here. But it wouldn't always. The visits to Magda were just starting and that general… he was hot-blooded too.
Far away in his stone castle the general lay with his wife that same night. She was warm welcoming as always but even as they came together his mind wandered. Thoughts of Queen Shala crept in—her graceful form those stolen glances. He started picturing her instead soft features in the dark and it turned him on fierce making the moment burn hotter. Guilt flickered but the desire won pushing it down.
Kia knew none of this yet but he felt trouble brewing. Lust could spark easy. Love? That was harder to kill.