1. And so to Bed
March 1: Nan Elmoth
Voltaire said that it's not enough to conquer: one must learn to seduce. Write a story or poem or create artwork where seduction plays a central role.
Faramir frowned as he bent over the document. He hardly noticed when Éowyn entered the room.
"It is growing, late," she said
"I must just finish this," he replied.
"Faramir!" A short time later he heard his wife call his name.
"I will not be long now, I must just…"
The Steward's words died away when he turned around to behold his wife, golden hair unbound and clad in a white silk nightgown, which clung to her graceful figure, accentuating every curve.
Éowyn bent and pressed her lips against her husband's. She slid her hand beneath his shirt, caressing his skin with slender fingers.
Fire surged through his blood. He sighed with pleasure. The pen slid from his hand.
"Come to bed now," Éowyn whispered, taking hand. "Your work can wait until morning."
Secure in her powers of seduction, Éowyn led her willing captive to their bedchamber.
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