My World to Free-use

199: Cow-Gilfs…?

The banquet was winding down. The lesser lords and the peripheral guests had begun to filter out, their carriages departing the palace grounds one by one.Only the crucial figures remained: high-ranking nobles, key officials, and those with direct duties to the royal court. Also, some wealthy merchants, but they were only one or two.

As for the major lords, I only counted four, including the house Carlson. They were all no less influential than the Carlson house, but the Carlson house took first place solely because of Elara.

The atmosphere had shifted from lively mingling to more serious, subdued conversations in smaller clusters.

The major nobles were being summoned for private audiences with the king, who had not shown his face at the banquet at all, nor had any member of the royal family made an appearance.

Whispers circulated that the royal family was occupied with internal matters, leaving the queen to handle much of the public face of the event.

I had a vague idea as to what it was, thanks to our dear Redford, whom the god may bless, but even he didn’t know the major details. It seemed like what he knew and what Elara knew, or what was actually happening, was very much different.

The queen was looking for factions, sure, and there was also a rumor that she was going against the king, and from the looks of it, she really was. But the reason she was going against the king wasn’t that the king was a pure-blooded fanatic, and she was the commoner lover who sought the liberation of the lower class.

Yeah, right. A nice joke.

The reason the queen was opposing the king was different. It was either far more complex or so simple that I couldn’t even put my mind to it. Something right before my eyes, something Elara knew, but I didn’t.

The theories were simply too much to reach a consensus. The only option left was to make sure I was ready. It was clear that I was on the queen’s side now, whether that was their intention or not, so choosing the king’s side was simply not possible.

Not to mention with the quest to kill him… Yeah. I didn’t think so.

Anyway, our small group gathered in a quieter corner of the hall. Elara, Valeria, and I.

Elara’s expression was calm and calculating, something she didn’t lose except when she was high on sex. Sometimes not even then.

Her dominant presence made the space around her feel smaller.

She spoke in a low, authoritative voice that carried just enough for the three of us.

“We have to wait,” she said, “The lords are meeting with the king privately. We will be called at the end for our audience, possibly with the queen.”

She then turned to me and said with utmost seriousness, “Stay close, remain composed, and be ready.”

I stood a respectful half step behind Valeria, playing the role of her grandson and a humble attendant perfectly.

I nodded, but I was sure there would be some time before we were called. So far, only the officials and the crucial people of the royal court were summoned. And it had been about an hour since they went in, and it didn’t look like they would be coming out anytime soon.

If we were at the end, and the sequence was the officials, merchants, other nobles, and then us, then we were here for a good few hours, if not until morning.

Of course, it might not be entirely correct since the following meetings could last a few minutes at most, but the matters of a kingdom, a territory so vast it would put the continents of my original world to shame, wouldn’t conclude in a few minutes.

Everyone carried a role, and that role would have to be discussed in great detail so that no mishaps in such a massive territory occur.

So, betting on the possibility that our turn would take some time, I moved on to the next part of my plan. Well, actually, I didn’t have this in mind, but this much wait with two sexy GILFs right next to me…

My lust was flaring.

Knowing my excuse was still valid, I activated the state of completion, taking a risk when there were major powers in the vicinity, a risk that would kill me at the very least, if not experimented upon.

But I was sure Elara wouldn’t want that, and that she wouldn’t miss my dick so close to her.

And she didn’t.

Elara’s sharp eyes caught it almost immediately, her previous experiences helping her come to a conclusion. She couldn’t afford a distraction at such a crucial moment, not to mention the risk of someone discovering my ability.

War would be the least of her concerns.

Still, as such was her nature, her gaze only flickered to my obvious bulge, then back to my face, her experience remaining calm and composed, but decisive.

She glanced at Valeria, who was also looking at my dick with an unknown look in her eyes, a look with which only she wasn’t familiar, but I, and possibly Elara too, recognized it immediately.

Hunger.

“Valeria, come with me. Bring the boy too. We must prepare him for his audience with the queen.”

She was deliberately loud, didn’t take my name, and mentioned the queen, relaying the obvious possibility for those who could be listening.

The intention was clear. Just as I had only released a little detail, leaving the rest to figure out on her own, she had done the same, leaving the nobles to figure out the rest on their own.

But they all would have only arrived at one possibility. The relief of the queen’s frustration on someone who wouldn’t be missed, about whom no one would care, and would be trustworthy yet low enough in reputation that the matter wouldn’t leave this small cluster of nobles.

A GILF with brains. What more could a lustful guy like me want?

If only she weren’t as strong as she was, I would have tamed her according to my desires.

Without further discussion or any hints, she led us discreetly yet obviously through a side passage to a secluded room.

It was a luxurious private room equipped with a large bed and a big ass table, clearly intended for rest or discreet meetings during such events.

The door closed behind us with a soft close, offering the necessary privacy away from the main hall and potential eyes.

Elara turned to me and then looked at my bulge.

“Did I not tell you to be ready? Why are you letting it out in plain sight for such dangerous people?”

As expected, she was aware of the main problem.

I immediately lowered my head, acting subservient, a little scared too, “I-I didn’t intend to… my lady… my penis has been acting strange for some time… possibly an evolution of my ability. But I… I ca-cannot be too sure.”

Elara looked at me sharply for some time before she nodded at the logical explanation. Anything too flimsy wasn’t going to work with her. And there was indeed one ability she wasn’t aware of. The ability to raise one’s potential through ass fucking.

Since she was unaware of it, I could use that as an excuse for a new ability.

“Haa…” She sighed, then took a deep breath before she looked at me and said, “We should move quickly and relieve you. I expect our meeting before dawn. We have a little more than two cycles left. We should begin quickly.”

Ahh… the sweet words.

Before she could even finish her words, I quickly jumped, always quick to manipulate the situation under the guise of my ability, and said, “My lady. The position we had the first time was optimal for the fastest ejaculation. By your permission, may we do the same?”

“Hmmm…” She thought for a while before she nodded, turning to Valeria, “Direct Valeria to assume the position. She shall help.”

Fuck, she really was my helping hand in the literal sense.

Valeria, ever the stoic head maid, gave a single calm nod. Her massive figure filled the space with a quiet presence, her silver hair neatly arranged, her enormous ass and thick thighs accentuated even in her refined attendant attire.

No matter how many times I look at her, I can’t help but thank the whatever gods there were who created her with such amazing and meticulous features.

Her face remained composed, but there was a faint tension in her posture, one that neither Elara nor I missed.

The tension of anticipation.

I lay down on my back on the large bed, my clothes disappearing so fast as if I had used magic, and my cock stood hard and tall at attention.

Valeria looked at it dangling, and I swear I heard a gulp, even though her stoic expression didn’t change.

Well, who cared? Her expression was about to change to a very sultry one soon enough.

Time to begin.