Everyone had insisted and so she yielded, they had agreed to watch Dragomir whilst she cleaned up. The bath was soothing as it was cleansing. The large basin where she would soak had petals in it and a lot of scented soap. It had been heated with dragon fire so it stayed warm for a while. She thoroughly washed all the dirt off her hair and body. She stayed in the water for a long time, she even dozed off in the water at some point. She picked up a scented shampoo and thoroughly washed her hair When she was done, there were a lot of scented oils that had been laid out for her, she looked through the array of fine bottles and she finally settled for one and applied it over her body. Then she slipped on the black beautiful dress that had been laid out for her. It was a perfect fit, she was internally glad there was no use for a corset. She dried her hair and they fell in natural waves down her back stopping just above her waist. Not long after she had a sumptuous meal which she ate to
His hands roamed her body through her dress but as much as he thought she looked beautiful in it, he wanted to touch her bare skin. Their kisses became heated, his hands moved to the rope on her dress and not long after he pulled it down. He kissed her delicate shoulders, his darting tongue trailing down her arm until he pulled down the sleeve on that hand. She stared at him while he repeated the same action on the other hand. Her breathing had increased and she was more aware of him than she had ever been before now. He gently pushed the gown down until it pulled around her waist, and her breasts sprung free bare for him to see. His eyes hooded a top-notch as he stared at it. Under his stare, her pale pink nipples hardened. He stared at them like he had all the time in the world. He wanted to worship and adore every inch of her, her whole essence. She was beautiful he thought to himself, her breasts were just the right size, fitting for her body, perky. His hands cupped one of them
Raisel laid on Dragomir’s body throughout the night. At the crack of dawn, she woke up with a start and quickly slipped into her dress. She ran her fingers through her hair and tidied up around. Not long after, she heard someone clear their throat. “Who is it?”, she called out. “Raisel?” “Elder Yophiel”, she called out. Dragomir stirred, he got to his feet and slipped on his robe. She rushed to the bridge and met him halfway, she pulled him into a hug, “Elder Yophiel!, He is awake, Dragomir is awake”, she said in excitement. He held on to her and smiled too, “Oh Raisel…” Dragomir appeared at the foot of the bridge and looked at them quizzically, “Is there something going on that I should know of?”, he asked jokingly. Yophiel merely smiled and slowly let go of Raisel, “You naughty child”, he gestured to the maids that stood with their heads bowed behind him, they rushed towards the cave and began clearing it out. Yophiel and Dragomir crossed the lengths between them and hugged
The festivities began in earnest, food was served to all the members of the court and the whole of Islandia. They conversed in high tones amongst themselves, their faces beamed with smiles as they feasted. Dragomir lazily sipped his wine as he watched the crowd, he was present with them but he was not present. He yearned to be with Raisel to hold her in his arms, to feel the touch of her caressing hands, he got up immediately unable to keep it in any longer. He gulped down the contents of his glass and moved towards the door, Sahar cornered him before he could exit the door, “Dragomir”, she said with a pained expression. “Sahar” “What exactly does she mean to you?”, she asked. He thought about it, it was indescribable, mere words didn’t do it for him, he merely smiled, “She means more to me than everything else I hold dear combined, I will gladly give my life up for her if need be” Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, her face was a mixture of emotions from jealousy to pain, th
Raisel sat in Islandia’s library. It was in a very high tent and spacious, one could get missing in it. The shelves were made out of crystals that towered high above. Small dragons flew up to get books from the top shelves. She found a small corner in the library and took out her notes, she picked out any books, pamphlets, articles anything that had to do with the heart of magic. She read till midday, however, she could not find out anything that they didn’t already know. She found something that piqued her interest, underneath the loads of books and paperwork. There was a small article on a place called Deleria. It was a human kingdom. She read through and found out that it was the only human kingdom that had welcomed dragons. She got up from her seat and walked towards a lady who sat on a chair at the far end of the small enclosure where Raisel sat. Raisel assumed she was the library attendant for this part of the library. “Excuse me, Ma’am” The lady looked up at her, her eyes l
Raisel ran towards Dragomir’s tent, in her hands were a lot of papers. They were guards stationed outside, when they saw her they greeted her and gave way for her. When she entered the chambers, as soon as she saw him, a small smile crept on her lips. It was the cutest sight ever. He was still dressed in his royal regalia that he wore earlier, his crown had tipped slightly but it was still on his head. He laid halfway on the bed, his one leg was on the bed while the other was on the floor. He was snoring slightly, and a half-eaten apple was in his hand. She walked closer to him, her eyes lit up in admiration for this man, now she knew why he had not come to see her earlier. He was exhausted. She took the apple from his hand and set it aside. She laid the books and papers she came with on the bed. She removed his crown carefully and laid it aside. She gently roused him, “Dragomir, I need you to wake up. I have something to tell you” He mumbled some incoherent words but he did not w
They slowly rode into the deserted streets of Deleria. They stayed quiet for a moment observing the area. Save for the constant chirping of birds and crowing of roosters it was eerily quiet. There was no sign of human existence. “You know I was thinking”, Raisel said. “Tell me…” “The phrases, the clues we gathered…”, she trailed off, her mind preoccupied, “The clues were talking about Deleria, this is the kingdom that has lost its glory…” “….but will rise again”, Dragomir finished. They rode through the streets but there was still no sign of life. Save for the items outside the beatdown houses that humans used. “Do you think our choice of clothing has chased them inside?” He thought about it only for a while, “Yes they live in fear. Two people in leather and swords are bound to terrify them…” She nodded, “I never really thought about how or where we are to find the stone..” “If it is in Deleria we will find it. It will be hard to conceal it...”, he stated, “I have been thinkin
Allerick rode into Avalon, the royal guards beside him. As soon as he entered the royal courtyard word spread around that he was back. He walked head-on to the throne room, he ignored the greetings on the way like he had not seen them. He was in an awful mood and the reason was clear. He got to the large doors, and the courtier stationed outside quickly acknowledged him, “Your Highness” Allerick did not bother with a reply, he stood still, his hands to his back. After a while, he turned to the man, “Can I see my father Stefan? Or do I have to force the doors open myself?” Stefan bowed immediately, “My apologies your Highness”, he opened the doors, “Prince Allerick, son of King Aldrich, heir to the throne of Avalon is entering the thro… Allerick walked in before he finished. Trent and the other men trailed behind him. His father and grandmother sat around a large table, there were two people with them, and he recognized them as ministers. Aldrich saw him first, his eyes lit up when