"Essus told me that you were his daughter. That he loved you. He also told me that you would make a fine queen someday. I laughed at him." She watched my face. "I am not laughing now, Niece."
I blinked at her. "I don't understand, Aunt."
"You have Essus's blood in your veins. The blood of my family. I would rather have some of my blood continue than none of it. I want our bloodline to continue, Meredith."
"I'm not sure what you mean by 'ours', Aunt?" Though I had a frightening feeling that I did.
"Ours, ours, Meredith, yours, mine, Cel's."
The addition of my cousin in the mix made my stomach clench tight. It was not unknown among the fey to marry close relatives. If that was what she had in mind, I was in very deep trouble. Sex was not a fate worse than death. Sex with my cousin Cel just might be.
I looked down at the chess pieces because I didn't trust myself to guard my expression. I would not sleep with Cel.
"I want our bloodline to continue, Meredith, at any cost."
I finally looked up, face blank. "What would that cost be, Aunt Andais?"
"Nothing so unpleasant as you seem to be thinking. Really, Meredith, I am not your enemy."
"If I may be so bold, my aunt, neither are you my friend."
She nodded. "That is very true. You mean nothing to me but a vessel to continue our line with."
I couldn't keep the smile off my face.
"Was that funny?" she asked.
"No, Aunt Andais, it was most certainly not funny."
"Fine, let me speak plainly. I gave you the ring on your finger from my own hand."
I stared at her. Her face seemed innocent of evil intent. She really didn't seem to know anything about the assassination attempt in the car. "The gift is most appreciated," I said, but even to me the words sounded less than sincere.
Either she didn't hear it or she ignored it. "Galen and Barinthus told me the ring lives once more upon your hand. I am more pleased by that than you can know, Meredith."
"Why?" I asked.
"Because if the ring had remained quiet on your hand it would mean you were barren. That the ring lives is a sign that you are fruitful."
"Why does it react to everyone that I touch?"
"Who else has it reacted to besides Galen and Barinthus?" she asked.
"Doyle, Frost."
"Not Rhys?" she asked.
I shook my head. "No."
"Did you touch the silver to his bare skin?"
I started to say yes, then thought about it. "I don't think so. I think I touched only his
clothing."
"It must be bare skin," Andais said. "Even a small piece of cloth may stop it." She leaned forward, placing her hands on the tabletop, picking up a captured rook, turning it in her gloved hands. If it had been anyone else, I'd have said she was nervous.
"I am going to rescind my geas of celibacy for my Guard."
"My lady," I said, voice soft with the breath I'd taken. "That is wonderful news." I had better adjectives, but I stopped with wonderful. It was never good to appear too pleased in front of the queen. Though in my head, I wondered why she was telling me first.
"The geas will be lifted for you and you alone, Meredith." She concentrated on the chess piece, not meeting my eyes.
"Excuse me, my lady?" I didn't even try to keep the shock off my face.
She looked up. "I want our bloodline to continue, Meredith. The ring reacts to the guards that are still able to father children. If the ring remains quiet, then do not bother with them. But if the ring reacts, then you may sleep with them. I want you to pick several of the Guard to sleep with. I don't really care who, but within three years I want a child from you, a child of the blood." She set the chess piece down with a thick scraping sound and met my eyes.
I licked my lips and tried to think of a polite way to ask questions. "This is a most generous offer, my queen, but when you say several, what exactly do you mean?"
"I mean that you should pick more than two; three or more at a time."
I stayed quiet for a few seconds, because again I was left with needing information and not wanting to be rude. "Three at a time in what way, my lady?"
She frowned at me. "Oh, Danu's titties, just ask your questions, Meredith!"
"Fine," I said, "when you say three or more at one time, do you mean literally in the bed with me at one time, or just like dating three of them at the same time."
"Any way you wish to interpret it," she said. "Take them into your bed one at a time, or all together, as long as you take them."
"Why must it be three or more at once?"
"Is it such an awful prospect to choose among some of the most beautiful men in the world? To bear a child to one of them and continue our line? How is this so terrible?"
I looked at her, trying to read that beautiful face, and failing. "I approve of letting the men out of their celibacy, but Auntie dearest, do not make me their only avenue. I beg you. They will fall upon each other like starving wolves, not because I am such a prize but because anyone is better than no one."
"That is why I am insisting that you sleep with more than one at a time. You must sleep with most of them before making your choice. That way they'll all feel they've had a chance. Otherwise, you are right. There will be duels until no one is left standing. Make them work at seducing you instead of killing each other."
"I like sex, my queen, and I have no designs upon monogamy, but there are some among your Guard that I can't even speak a civil word to, and sex is a step up from polite small talk."