Herald of Steel

In the following two days that Alexander remained bedridden, Lady Nanazin found her feeling surprisingly very happy despite the great workload she had to bear.

The simple reason of course was that she got to be close to the man she loved the most twenty four seven.

She had never even dreamed that she would be able to get to monopolize Alexander like that and thus, despite his illness being a source of great worry for her, she also thanked it for the opportunity it created.

She was able to stay beside Alexander and tend to him with everything that he needed, be it feeding him, wiping his body or simply massaging his sore body, determined to not let her man experience the slightest bit of discomfort.

The delight she got from doing all these was enough to wipe any and all fatigue she might have gathered, to the point even the army of maids and men combined struggled to meet her standards.

To them, it appeared as if the lady was almost always awake by Alexander's side and they all were very surprised by how diligent and caring this noble lady appeared.

If there was a chance for Alexander to fall given the backwardness of medicine in this era, Lady Nanazin certainly made sure to do her best to negate all of them.

As for Alexander, he accepted all this with a complicated heart, his heart swaying greatly from one end to the other as he tried to think of what way to best reciprocate all this goodwill.

He was not that worried about sleeping with her because such a thing was regrettably common within the noble circles of Adhania and given their estrangement, Ptolomy had absolutely no problem lending out Lady Nanazin if it meant he could use her to get more funding.

He had betrayed her for far less.

So if Lady Nanazin only wanted a physical relationship with Alexander and to be by his side, the man could arrange that after paying a certain price.

However Lady Nanazin clearly wanted much more- she wanted a child, preferably a son.

This was because she saw her union with Alexander being incomplete without one, being without any proof.

But perhaps much equal as important as that, it was because she wanted to get back at her torments with this, to show them she indeed could produce an heir.

Because in Lady Nanazin's mind, all the torment she suffered till now was solely a result of her inability to produce a son.

In her younger years, there would be many days when she would wonder how her life would be if she had only given birth to a son and would even very occasionally come to resent her daughters, wishing they were never born. Those days, Lady Nanazin would even think being barren might have been better.

So now, knowing she had another chance to prove herself, she was determined to get it.

The eyes with which she looked at Alexander clearly proved that, to the point, sometimes Alexander had a hard time looking at them even as he was fed his soup.

Those pairs of crystalline balls appeared to shimmer and glimmer with hope, happiness, and expectation, gazing at them, Alexander would find the words of rejection that he wanted to say somehow get stuck in his throat.

Even though taking Lady Nanazin in would surely cause more trouble than it was worth it, Alexander found himself too drawn to it.

'Whatever! Just forget it! I will decide what to do about her when I get back.'

Ultimately he found his head aching with all these thinking and muttering, and instead slumped his body back into the soft bed by deciding to kick the can down the down, musing the thought,

'I'm sure I can think of a way to make Ptolomy accept this without flipping him over. Hmmmm, I have not talked to the Queen mother in years, Perhaps she was help…."

According to Alexander's internal evaluation, he felt that if he played his cards right and certain conditions were met, such as Lady Nanazin disappearing from the eye of the rest of the nobility and becoming an unknown nobody, there was a good probability that Ptolomy could be convinced to divorce Lady Nanazin or simply forget about her.

So Alexander now only needed to find and fulfill those conditions.

While he searched for those conditions, he was very glad that he was in Caira, a completely foreign land totally out of Ptolomy's clutches.

That helped him fully hide the extent of their affair.

Which was a very good thing since Alexander had not technically gotten his permission when he brought Lady Nanazin with him.

And given that during their stay Lady Nanazin seemed to have gotten used to laying with Alexander almost every day, this concealment let him avoid any unnecessary complications with the king.

Without that, Alexander did not know how he would have handled this wild mare.

Because Lady Nanazin never made any attempt to hide her voice during their sessions, to the point her moaning voice had become almost a permanent fixture of Alexander's bedroom. It was like she wanted everyone to hear them, to let them know she was Alexander's woman.

Hence they would be loud enough to drift out of the door, and this gave rise to a strange phenomenon among the men who were to be stationed outside the door at night- they would secretly draw straws to decide who would get the job.

Not because these men were eager perverts who liked to listen to these amorous sounds but really the exact opposite.

These moans would cause all the men to pass the time in a very uncomfortable way, as they would struggle to maintain a 'proper posture'.

The sounds would easily stimulate all of them to imagine how such a usually prim and proper regal lady was able to make those sounds, sounds that these men rarely heard even in brothels, thus making them drool with all kinds of salacious thoughts.

However given they knew they would never be able to even take the slightest peek without instantly losing their head, all they could do was try their best to keep such thoughts to themselves and endure the torture.

The men thus soon found this experience was a not pleasant one and sought to avoid the guard duty as best as they could.

As for the man who was the recipient of all this affection, well Alexander at first tried to make Lady Nanazin keep her voice down to try and cover up their affair, but the man very soon found out that was useless.

Lady Nanazin was an expert who dwarfed Alexander's experience and so could easily get him to follow her flow, by using various naughty postures and dirty words among other things. Not to mention, Alexander also secretly quite enjoyed making such a noble woman moan underneath him so dirtily.

*Slurp*, *Slurp*, *Slurp*,

This was perhaps why he was not angry to wake up to this very familiar sound and sensation the very morning his fever went down, opening his eyes to see Lady Nanazin diligently bobbing up and down his always turgid shaft.

The lady had her plump, red lips strongly plastered against the huge meat and let it slide in and out of her mouth with the utmost expertise, matching her movements with a swirling tongue and a gentle but powerful suctioning force.

"Ahhhhh!" No matter how many times Alexander experienced this, he still could not believe how good the mouth felt and to wake up in such a way always made him like a king.

"*Chuuu*... ahhhh! Hehe… I missed this so much. We must make up for lost time!"

While Lady Nanazin who was broken out of her trance hearing Alexander's moan only turned to make this armorus announcement with this great grin, her eyes twinkling with unrestrained desire.

There was no 'hello' or 'good morning' as any normal person would do, but seeing Alexander had recovered, the very first thing that came to Lady Nanazin's mind was to scratch that itch that she had been holding in for so long.

This lady at the prime of her adult life tended to have her urges spill over if she was abstinent for too long and staying so close to Alexander for the last two days while taking in all his musky smell the whole had the lady very riled up.

So much in fact that Lady Nanazin wondered if she might have pounced on him within the next few days regardless of Alexander's condition, for her needs felt that great.

Fingers no longer just did the trick for her, while she disdained to use any of her toys, feeling them to be not only too cold and dull, but more than that, she thought it would be disrespectful to her man.

Hence she was perhaps even more glad to see Alexander recover than the man himself, and as a reward for beating the illness, quickly mounted him, ready to give her man the best ride of his life.

While back in Alexander's camp, a scout shouted this news,

"Sir Remus! The enemy is landing forces on Phyrros Island. Look at the smoke signal. Our garrison is asking for reinforcement."

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