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He is up for her games, it would seem, engaging in her playful game of give and take with professional skill. This was what she had wanted, what she had needed. Why couldn't she have found this a few days ago, before her lack of discretion had landed her in this hot water to begin with.

Would you settle for a king? Vivienne made no attempt to hide the eager grin that spread across her sensuous lips as she considered the handsome stallion before her. Settle for a King? Of course she would. Especially one who had the skills to make her heart race with eagerness at the possibilities of what he might bring her.

"I could be persuaded," she breathed into the narrow space between them, her bright eyes alight with admiration and greed. Although Vivienne craved power, she did not want the kind earned through blood and sacrifice. She wanted the power that came from being appreciated. The sort of devotion born of lust and desire. The kind that inspired love poems and led men to give away kingdoms.

I'm not alone now, am I? He murmured and she hummed in response, fluted ears tipping forward. "No, no you are not." She stepped forward again, until she swore she could feel her whiskers brushing against his, their breath twining together in the narrow space between. "And neither am I."

She lingered there for a moment, knowing that she had already made up her decision. Statistically, she had seemingly won the lottery. Handsome. Charming. And at least by his own description, a king. Even if one of those things was false, she could certainly do worse.

"So why don't you show me this kingdom of yours, handsome?" She asked, gesturing minutely to the side, inviting him to lead the way to whatever palace he called home.