When they had their fill of one another Thera and Vyakles collapsed back down together in Thera's small bed. Both completely satisfied with one another, both having displayed a great skill and deep capacity for the art of lovemaking and they prided themselves on their talent for it. Now after they caught their breath resting in each other's arms Thera whispered to the king, who needed to get back to his wife in Sparta. "Stay with me for but a moment until I am asleep."
King Vyakles gave a smile as warm as his embrace, kissing Thera on the forehead then he said "If only I could remain forever. Now when I go remember no one must know what happened between us. To do so would bring us both great shame and you the punishment of your nation. Though we must never speak of this Thera.., I will keep these thoughts of you in my heart and mind forever."
"Yes, every word you speak is the truth." she sighed feeling as tired as a war horse that had been out on the battlefield all day. These were the last words spoken between them this night. Safe, warm and exhausted Thera was brought to sleep quickly in the arms of the king.
Vy waited a moment longer watching her sleep, feeling her naked body pressed close to his under the soft white sheet. He carefully moved away from Thera as not to disturb her rest then, there in the warm glow of the oil lamp, the king watched her sleeping only wishing she were his bride, but alas she was not. Now Vyakles knew his true wife would have many questions for him, but he was the King of all Sparta and he would answer to no one!
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