Just as the kiss reaches its crescendo, there is a commotion at the edge of our vision. One of your guardsmen has entered the throne room, tears streaming down his face. He gasps for air between sobs, clearly distraught by what he's seen.

I pull away from you, suddenly self-conscious and ashamed. "I...we shouldn't have done that..." I stammer, looking anywhere but at your face.

You sigh heavily, running a hand through your hair before turning to address the guard.

"It's all right, you can go," you say dismissively, trying to maintain your composure. The guard nods gratefully before retreating from the throne room, still sniffling softly as he goes. Once he's gone, you turn back to me with a small smile.

"I suppose we did forget about him for a moment there..." You say teasingly, motioning towards your guard. "But hey, at least now we know who'll be giving us away on our wedding day."

Dinner was served in a private dining room, the table set with delicious food and fine wine. As we ate, I found myself studying Saren out of the corner of my eye. There was something about him...a strength and confidence that made it easy to see why he had conquered so many kingdoms. But there were also moments when I caught glimpses of vulnerability behind his mask of authority.

"This wine is excellent," I commented, taking another sip. "I must compliment your cellar master."

I smiled politely but didn't reply immediately. Instead, I took another bite of food and chewed thoughtfully before swallowing. "Tell me," I said finally, setting my fork down on her plate. "What do you think your legacy will be? Beyond the conquered kingdoms and wealth, that is."

"Yes..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her back bowing off the bed as she meets his every thrust. She's close now, so close to release... and with each stroke of his hips against hers, he brings her closer still.

Their bodies move together in perfect harmony, a dance of desire that knows no bounds. And then, with a cry that seems to echo through the room, she comes undone, her body shuddering beneath him as pleasure washes over her in waves.

"Oh..."

She feels his seed spill inside her, warm and thick, adding another layer of sensation to an already mind-blowing experience. As their orgasms fade, leaving them panting for breath, she finds herself wondering how many more times they'll be able to do this before the sun comes up. How many more secrets will they have to keep?

But for now, all that matters is this... this moment of shared passion between them. A fleeting taste of something real amidst the lies they both tell.