IGIWS: FIRST DRAFT: Chapter 253 🦴

The next day, it seemed like any other as the sun began to rise from the east. But not far from the western gate to the capital of the Fiafyr Kingdom was a large convoy that had the banner flags of the King.

Cyndre traveled through dawn to reach the Capital, and upon arriving at the western gate of the capital, he rode inside his extravagant carriage with his wife Rianna, who looked like she was struggling to get comfortable in her seat.

'Tsk!... I give Cyndre an inch, and he took a mile... His vigor in the bedroom has increased ten-fold... Not that I mind, but I my hips are still recovering from our little 'playtime' last night...' Rianna thought with a frown as she shifted in her seat, only to be met by pain.

"Is there something wrong, my Dear?" Cyndre asked with a happy smile. He was oblivious to his wife's current state.

Rianna tried to frown, but it looked more like a pout, "Nothing is wrong, My Dear..."

Cyndre knew that tone. He had done something to upset her, but she wouldn't tell him what it was.

'Damn... And here I thought I was almost out of the doghouse... Hm?... I have an idea,' Cyndre thought.

"We should be arriving at the palace soon," Rianna said.

Cyndre nodded as he sat across from her and watched his wife with a smirk, "You look ravishing today."

Rianna felt her heart melt a little, but she kept her stoic expression, "Thank you."

His wife's coldness did not put off Cyndre. Instead, he leaned forward and placed his hand on her knee.

"Cyndre?" Rianna questioned as she glanced down at her husband's hand, then back up to him.

"I can't help but think about last night... You were so beautiful, and I couldn't resist touching you. and I'm sorry if I got carried away. I'll try to be gentler next time," Cyndre explained as he began to move his hand up her leg, stopping just short of her crotch.

Rianna's posture straightened up as she tried to move her pelvis away from the approaching invader. She tried to glare at her husband but was betrayed by her blush.

"Cyndre?" Rianna squeaked as her legs opened slightly.

'No, no, no!... I'm a queen! I can't be seduced so easily!... Oh, but his touch is so warm... It feels nice... No, I can't let him win!...' Rianna's thoughts were all over the place, but it was too late as Cyndre's fingers found their mark and pressed firmly against her crotch, causing her to squeak.

Cyndre couldn't help but smile, knowing that he won this battle of wills, and leaned forward to whisper into her ear.

"You've been acting like a cute teenager lately, and I find that rather appealing," Cyndre purred as he rubbed her crotch through her dress.

Rianna could feel her defenses crumbling under his onslaught. Ever since Rya healed Rianna's womb from that mysterious poison, she had been craving her husband's touch more than usual.

'What's wrong with me!? Why is my husband's touch affecting me so much?... Ah, he's playing dirty!... I need to turn the tables!... But how?' Rianna thought, but before she could figure it out, Cyndre kissed her lips.

'Ah, he's going all in... If he wants a fight, I'll give him one... I've been saving this card for a special occasion. Time to see how he reacts to a taste of his own medicine,' Rianna thought, deciding to fight fire with fire.

She kissed back and moved her hand to his crotch, grabbing it and rubbing it gently, making sure not to apply too much pressure.

"Mmm... Yes, Rianna... Rub my cock..." Cyndre moaned as he rubbed her clit through her dress.

'I should punish you for being so bold, Cyndre! Augh! I'm not going down without a fight. You're just as horny as I am!' Rianna thought as she kissed Cyndre, enjoying the feel of his hard cock in her hand. She never knew how much fun it was to make a guy feel good until recently.

Rianna's mind drifted off as an idea to control Cyndre came to her. When she was younger, she thought it was repulsive to give head, but she knew if she got her mouth on it. Then, she could take control.

'That's it. I'll suck his cock until he's begging for mercy,' Rianna decided, and she slowly lowered her head.

Cyndre didn't notice what she was doing until it was too late, and he gasped as her hot mouth engulfed his erection.

'Huh?... This isn't as bad as I thought... Hold on!... You're doing this to get back at Cyndre. Don't enjoy yourself,' Rianna scolded herself as she took his cock deeper into her mouth, sucking gently.

Rianna didn't know how long she was sucking his cock for, but she felt her pussy begin to tingle every time Cyndre moaned and pushed her head down on his shaft.

Rianna began to moan, and her pussy got wetter as she continued to suck his cock.

'Fuck!... What is wrong with me?! I-I'm not a harlot!... I'm only doing this so Cyndre won't hurt my hips again. I'm not enjoying this! I'm not!...' Rianna argued with herself as her pussy grew wetter.

Suddenly, Rianna felt something strange and realized what was happening.

'Oh, fuck!... No, no, no!... I can't be cumming! I'm supposed to make him cum!...' Rianna thought, and then she cried out as an orgasm was beginning to build. Her instincts took over as she continued to suck and lick his cock.

Cyndre moaned louder, and his hips began to buck wildly. He couldn't believe that his wife was actually giving him head. All he could do was reach down and slip his hands underneath her dress to play with her massive tits.

'Ahhh!... Stop! I-I'm going to cum if you keep doing that!' Rianna cried mentally, but her pussy was tingling more than ever, and she felt her orgasm building again.

"Mmm, I'm gonna cum, My Queen!" Cyndre yelled, and then he released his load inside her mouth.

'No! No! No! I don't want to swallow it! AUNGH! GODDESS DAMN IT!' Rianna cursed inwardly, and she swallowed the seed of her King. And when she swallowed the seed of her lover, her eyes opened wide, and her orgasm hit her harder than any orgasm before. She moaned loudly, and her whole body shuddered.

'W-What's going on? Why does this feel so good?! AUNGH! No, no, no! This can't be happening! This can't be real!' Rianna thought. She tried to fight her orgasm, but it was no use. The more she fought, the stronger her orgasm got.

'OH GODDESS!... YES!... YES!... Y-YOU'RE CUMMING, CYNDRE! YOU'RE CUMMING SO HARD!' Rianna cried inwardly, and her body trembled uncontrollably as her orgasm finally ended.

Rianna released Cyndre's cock and collapsed onto the floor of the carriage, gasping for breath.

'W-What happened? I-I've never felt that way before... And I enjoyed it... Oh, goddess! I'm a harlot... I-I can't let the rest of the court know about this!' Rianna thought frantically.

Cyndre smiled down at his exhausted wife. "You are full of surprises, My Queen. I never expected you to give me a blowjob. You've made me so happy."

Rianna was still breathing heavily and looked up at him.

"I-I didn't want you to hurt my hips again, Your Majesty," she whispered.

Cyndre's smile faded, 'Goddess by damned! Cyndre, you idiot! How didn't you know that she was in pain from me being too aggressive!... I'll be unlucky if she will sit next to me tonight.'

Cyndre sighed and reached down to lift her up and place her back on her seat.

"I am truly sorry, Rianna. I will have the Royal Doctor see to your hips when we arrive in Tairal... I should have known, and here I was making passes at you like a fool." Cyndre apologized.

Rianna was surprised at his apology, and she smiled.

'M-Maybe I should have told him that I was in pain... B-But then I wouldn't have given him a blowjob—Huh!? No! That's wrong! I should never have done it in the first place! But I can't stop thinking about the taste and the feeling of his cum in my mouth... Ugh, what's wrong with me?! I know! It's Rya's fault!... She was the one to make me this way... But my Quin loves her so much, and she's so kind to heal me... Goddess, I'm going insane...' Rianna thought.

"It's okay, Cyndre... I'm not used to feeling these things, and I'm unsure if it was a good idea to do that while traveling. I'm not as young as I used to be," Rianna smiled.

Cyndre smirked, "You still look young to me. Besides, you're the most gorgeous woman alive."

"You are very charming, My King. But I don't know if you will say the same thing when you see your son's fiancee," Rianna blushed and looked away.

"You wound me, Rianna. I would think you'd know that looks aren't the only thing that matters in a partner," Cyndre grinned.

Rianna glanced at her husband with an unconvinced look on her face. Cyndre worried about her, thinking he didn't love her.

"Hey! Come on, now, don't give me that look. I know I've made my fair share of mistakes, but I promise that you're the only woman for me. Besides, even if our son's fiancee is a goddess herself, you'll always be the most beautiful woman in the world," Cyndre reassured her.

"Yeah?... Well, I'll believe it when I see it," Rianna teased.

Cyndre chuckled, "Have some faith, My Queen. Our son will have a great marriage."

Rianna didn't answer. Instead, she continued to look out the window. She thought about her relationship with Cyndre and wondered how things would change if they ever got rid of his older brother. Maybe she will open up more to him and become closer to him.

Her thoughts were interrupted when they entered the outskirts of Tairal.

"It seems like we are almost there, Rianna," Cyndre announced.

Rianna nodded. She could see the city walls and buildings beyond. It always impressed her that humanity was able to create such beautiful structures. The home country she grew up in had elegant architecture. But it wasn't nearly as impressive as Fiafyr.

"I've been stuck in the palace for too long... It always impresses me how our kind were able to build a city so big," Rianna commented.

Cyndre smiled and looked at the cityscape with pride.

"I wish I could say that it all thanks to me... But I can't take credit for what my predecessors accomplished. Although, I do admit that we have made significant strides," Cyndre boasted.

Rianna smirked and shook her head.

"I'm sure that it was you who brought about the greatest change," she replied.

"You flatter me... But I have to say that it is our boy who's done most of the heavy lifting... I don't know where he came up with all of his engineering ideas with the aqueducts, the school, and other improvements that make this city function... I thought he had his head in the clouds, but Lady Wina was right about him... He thinks outside of the box, and I tried to stifle him... Quinus has your wit and imagination," Cyndre confessed.

"And he has your tenacity and strength. We did a good job raising him, Cyndre," Rianna smiled.

Cyndre didn't respond. He recalled the day he finally let Quinus go and sent him off to construct a water supply system for the city.

Cyndre had doubts about letting his only son go out into the world in hopes of winning the civilians to his side. He didn't see the importance of a school, an aqueduct, or anything else that Quinus brought up.

However, Quinus was persistent and got the people to sing his praises throughout the kingdom over the past ten years. None of the nobles saw any importance in the things Quinus was doing. Most of the Minor Nobles saw the civilians as serfs. And the Major Nobles thought Quinus was wasting his time with many uneducated peasants.

It wasn't until recently when Quinus' idea for a water supply system worked, that a few of the nobles started to change their minds—especially the school, which Quinus had insisted upon from the start.

Cyndre had been hesitant, but after five years of educating children and adults alike, he was starting to see the benefits. The number of people coming forward with innovative ideas and improvements was growing by the day, and the domains that followed the trend were prospering. It was the one edge Quinus had over Duval and Alaric, who thought more traditionally when trying to gain power over the kingdom. Duval gained control of the Major Houses, while Alaric had a stranglehold on the Minor Nobles. The Duke and the Marquess thought nothing of the ordinary people as they were powerless in their eyes and believed that Quinus was wasting the Kingdom's gold.

"I don't know about that, Rianna... I've made too many blunders to count... And if it weren't for you and Lady Wina, I would've messed up this kingdom for the rest of my reign," Cyndre sighed.

Rianna glanced over at her humbled husband. It was times like this that made her realize how much she loved him and how lucky she was. She's seen ladies of the court dealing with their husbands and saw how stubborn or belittling the husbands would act towards their wives.

Not Cyndre.

He's a good king, a caring husband, and a loving father. Cyndre had his moments of incompetence, but he could be reasoned with. Plus, it didn't hurt that he was still active in bed, either.

"That's why you have your council and me to help you," Rianna winked.

"That's true... But I should have acted sooner on many things... Haah... Hindsight can be very curl, Rianna. There's so much I could've done differently... But I can't let it stop me from hurting our son's future and happiness. If this Dark Elf is the perfect match for him and the kingdom, then I don't know why the nobles can't see that... I'll do everything I can to help them, even if it means getting into a war with the Alliance," Cyndre vowed.

"Well, hopefully, Rya can light up that Idol of the Goddess as I did. But I can't help but feel there's something off with all this. I hope my gut feeling is wrong this time. Because if we have another war, this kingdom may not survive," Rianna warned.

Cyndre nodded in agreement. Rianna was his second-in-command, and he would not make any important decisions without her by his side.

"Yeah... If the Alliance attacks, then I'm sure the Kingdom of Marn will try to invade again, and who knows what Alaric will do... If there's some way to prevent that, then I'm all ears," Cyndre added.

Rianna moved her hand to the back of Cyndre's neck and massaged him.

"If I come up with something, you'll be the first to know, Cyndre," Rianna smiled. "But until then, we should prepare for the worst-case scenario,"

"Yes, yes, I know. I've been working hard to improve the kingdom's defenses. But we'll need the rest of the Kingdom's help. Duval's pacifism will only last for so long, and if Alaric tries anything, the Kingdom will be torn apart. We need a unified front to prevent a civil war. I'm going to ask for help from the other nobles," Cyndre sighed.

Rianna had a crazy idea to help her husband, but she had to consider it. She didn't know how Cyndre would react. But Rianna could tell him her thoughts and see where it goes from there.

'Well... We could try to use our future daughter-in-law to shift the scales in our favor... But we need that Idol to light up first before we can leverage that. If that fails, then we'll have to think of something else.'

Rianna decided that she'd wait to bring her idea to her husband. There's no point in doing it now since there's a chance the Idol will not light up.

"Hey, Rianna?... Do you know what you did to light up the Idol when you first came to Fiafyr?... All I remember is how the High Priestess dropped down on her hands and knees and kissed the ground in front of you," Cyndre inquired.

"Huh? Oh... I don't know what I did to make the Idol's eyes to light up. All I remember was being tripped by Leandra during the ritual, and I went down to one knee before I started praying... I thought the High Priestess was going to kill me at first for screwing up the ritual. But after I finished praying, the Idol's eyes glowed," Rianna chuckled.

Cyndre laughed, "Leandra and Alaric looked so defeated when all the clerics and priestesses got up and started singing a hymn for getting Iyomelka's Favor. That was one of the most interesting days of my life."

"Mine too... But you didn't have to get interrogated by the High Priestess about Iyomelka sending me a message," Rianna huffed.

"Well... I hope you can deal with getting all the attention from the Church. I'm sure High Priestess Astra will have a lot of questions for you, my love. But don't worry. I'll be right here beside you, my darling," Cyndre said.

"Ughhh... I can't stand all the prying and the questions. That's why I stopped going to the temple to pray on Wednesdays. They don't believe me when I say that Iyomelka hasn't whispered a single word in my ear. And every time they ask me about Iyomelka, I just get so flustered. But the last straw was when one of the acolytes asked if I was worthy of Iyomelka's blessings... That's when I walked out and haven't stepped foot in a church since. I've only prayed to Iyomelka when I'm on my own in the castle's chapel," Rianna explained.

"I didn't know it was that bad... Well, if the church starts annoying you then they will have to deal with me, darling," Cyndre reassured her.

"Thank you, honey," Rianna thanked her husband.

The Coachman called out to the King, "My Liege, we are about a few minutes away from the city gate."

"Understood," Cyndre yelled out the window.

With that the Royal Convoy entered the capital city and made their way to the Maldura Royal Palace.