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The Queen's Champion Chapter-1
Part-4
For the longest time, she didn’t say anything, which only served to make the situation that much
more uncomfortable. However, Aramis welcomed it. He’d seen plenty of the queen’s tantrums, and he
had no desire to be on the receiving end of her ire. By comparison, enduring her silent stare was the
preferable option.
Finally, though, she spoke, her voice raspy as she said, “I am very disappointed in you, Sir
Aramis.”
Surprised at how calm she sounded, he said, “I love her, your majesty. I’m sorry.”
“Love,” she spat, shaking her head. “An illusion, and one insufficient to mask your crimes. You will
be punished, Aramis, but for now, we must attend court. I trust you can still do your duty.”
“Yes, your majesty,” he said, eager to put the whole ordeal behind him. “I live to serve.”
She gave him an impassive stare, then turned on her heel, and strode away. As soon as she
passed through the door, a pair of huge, axe-wielding guards fell in beside her. Aramis had no choice but
to follow the trio through the halls of The Citadel, trying to think of anything but his impending
punishment. Instead, he focused on his surroundings.
The Citadel was a fortress stone and mortar, that much was readily apparent, even to an
untrained eye. Its walls had been lined with expensive tapestries and unparalleled works of art, but at its
heart, it was a defensive fortification designed to be impregnable. It had never fallen, and Aramis doubted
it ever would. An outside threat would be foolish to even try.

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The Queen's Champion Chapter-1
Part-3
“Honestly, there’s a part of me that wants the Redcaps to get their way,” she said. “They couldn’t
rule any worse than her.”
Aramis was up in an instant, and as he gripped her slender arms, he hissed, “Do not say such
things! If anyone heard…”
“I’d be branded a traitor,” she said, jerking away. “I am well aware how this government treats its
dissenters. Or did you forget that my brother languishes in the dungeon?”
Aramis bit back a reply. “I’ve seen his quarters,” he said. “The duke’s chambers are hardly a
dungeon.”
She waved away his comment, saying, “A gilded cage is still a cage.”
“Jessica, please -”
A clatter nearby shattered his train of thought, and he whipped his head around to find a young
maid, dressed all in red, staring at the pair of lovers. A silver serving tray, along with a matching teapot
and a pair of cups, lay in a pool of spilled liquid on the stone floor. The girl - she couldn’t have been more
than fifteen - stood there, her mouth comically agape.
“Where is Miranda?” demanded Jessica, referring to the old woman who usually served as her
maid.
“S-sick, my lady,” the girl squeaked, bowing her head low. She dropped to her knees as she
began to clean up the mess she’d made. “Her majesty, the queen, sent me in her stead.”
Aramis watched the girl clean, knowing that their secret would soon be the talk of The Citadel. In
days, perhaps hours, the queen would know as well.
* * *
Aaramis stood in the queen’s sitting room, his back straight and his hands behind his back. He
wore the uniform of his station, a blue tunic emblazoned with the royal coat of arms, white pants, and
highly polished, knee-high boots. His shoulder-length, brown hair was tied in a warrior’s queue. When
he’d first been given his uniform, he’d felt ridiculous. The boots, especially, had struck him as particularly
unnecessary. But he had to admit that they were comfortable enough, especially as he endured the
queen’s glare.
She paced back and forth in front of him, silent but seething. She was a tiny thing, barely reaching
his shoulder, and he wasn’t even a big man. No - he’d always been small, compared to the other
warriors. Only his aptitude with the blade had offered him any protection at all. However, no skill with a
sword would protect him now, not with an angry queen bearing down on him. So, he chose to stoically
endure whatever she threw at him.

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The Queen's Champion Chapter-1
Part-2
That designation, in and of itself, was a problem. Everyone at court knew that he was bedding the
queen. Few believed him when he said that he hadn’t been given a choice, instead choosing to believe
that he’d seduced her in order to gain her favor. Of course, he’d been forced to defend the queen’s honor
on three separate occasions, and against seasoned warriors. None had survived his blade, which had
silenced his most outspoken critics.
“You should ask her, woman to woman, to let me go,” Aramis said.
Jessica laughed, a full-throated sound that made Aramis feel like a clown. When he glared at her,
she said, “I apologize, my lord - it’s just that your suggestion is, at best, naive. At worst, it is comical. If I
did as you ask, it would only encourage her.”
Once, he might have disputed the claim. When he’d first come to court, he had been a green
youth - admittedly talented with the blade, but naive when it came to politics and woefully inexperienced
in terms of judging character. In the two years since he’d been in Lariston, the kingdom’s royal capitol,
he’d been forced to shore up those weaknesses. And while he still wasn’t the most worldly man in the
world, he knew his queen for the sadist she was. So, he knew Jessica’s prediction was likely correct.

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The Queen's Champion Chapter-1
Part-1
In Aramis’s defense, though - he was fairly certain that he was in love with Jessica. Not only was
she beautiful, with perfect skin, a well-rounded figure, and thick, red hair, but she was also incredibly
intelligent. Unlike most women, who’d been brought up in court, Jessica’s father had made certain that
she had the education necessary to truly understand the world around her. That put her one up on
Aramis himself, who was admittedly, a mere soldier.
“We can’t keep doing this,” Aramis found himself saying. “It isn’t sustainable.”
Jessica shifted, turning so that they faced one another as they lay on the bed. Naked, her breasts
pressed against his muscular chest, distracting him from what he knew he needed to say. Her hand crept
down below, and, gripping his manhood, she said, “You seemed to sustain yourself quite well, my lord.”
“Stop,” he said, though there was no fire to the command - mostly because he wanted nothing
more than for her to keep going, consequences be damned.
She let out an annoyed sigh, then abruptly sat up. “You’re no fun,” she said. “No fun at all.”
“This is a serious matter!” he said, a plea in his voice. “If Queen Penelope finds out about us, she’ll
-”
“She will rant and rave, then move on,” Jessica interrupted. “Because that’s who she is. If it wasn’t
this, it would be something else. The other day, she went on for almost an hour about the color of the
servants’ dresses. The next day, they were all wearing red instead of black.”
“I’d wondered about that…”
“Not my point,” Jessica said, standing. That gave Aramis a fantastic view of the woman’s body,
and he found himself staring in awe. “Oh, stop staring. You look like an adolescent, not the Queen’s own
champion.”

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