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"You probably didn't have to send them away for that, you know." I say to Erik as I finish the bread and pick up the cup of steaming liquid he had brought, bringing it to my nose to smell it. It smelled earthy, and a bit like mint and some kind of unfamiliar citrus. Its tea, I confirm as I take a small sip. I think there's even a little honey in it. "What's this fruit?" I ask, pointing to the hunk of orange colored flesh. Part of my problem with the food here was I didn't know what any of it was. I just kept getting plates full of small animals and unidentifiable produce."It's a natmelon. It's good, I promise." He leans over me and picks it up by its pale green colored rind and pulls a piece off with his finger. "Try it." He holds it out to me, and I realize he's expecting to feed me."I'm not helpless, you know." I say, instead of taking his offering. He doesn't drop his hand though; in fact, he raises his eyes to mine with a glint of challenge in them."Why would you assume I think
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"What would you like to see first?" We're standing outside Erik's estate twenty minutes later. He made me sit there and eat every piece of food he'd given me, even though I didn't like eating plain lettuce and I told him that. He just kept saying, "Goddesses aren't meant be stick thin." And pushing the bowl towards me. It was just lettuce; I had thought to myself. It's not like me eating it was going to give me thick thighs and lovely curves, but I couldn't reject the puppy dog look he was giving me, so I had eaten a bowl of dry ass leaves with some very stout cheese.I perk up a little though at his question. "I want to see where that path from your room leads." He looks a little surprised when I say this."I suppose that's as good as place as any." He nods and takes off to the left. I follow a little bit behind him, looking around as we do. The woods were mere feet away, I could see the wind blowing the leaves of the trees. It was so pretty. Everything was so clean, there was no pol
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"Do you want to put your feet in?" Erik asks as we stand by the stream, holding his hand out. He's already removed his shoes and is standing in the water, so I nod, taking his hand. I hadn't been wearing shoes, unlike him. That was something else crazy about this world. I didn't have to worry about stepping on broken glass or a needle here. I didn't even have to wear shoes if I didn't want to and since Erik hadn't given me any, I'd just gone without."It's cold." I gasp when I close the distance between us. He chuckles, and I look up to meet his gaze. We're maybe six inches away, my hand still in his, just staring up at him. I can see a bunch of images of him in this creek going through my vision. Young him, older him, sad him, lonely him. My heart ached at how it seemed he always came here with tears in his eyes, or anger in his chest. He often picked up the rocks and hurled them at the wall on the opposite side or yelled into the sky and made sharp bullets of water pierce the trees.
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It's the same as image as I saw before, Erik's mother shoving him into a cabinet I could now recognize as one from the kitchen I'd been eating in. I could feel the fear and panic in his chest at seeing how scared his mom was as she closed the door on him, even though I could feel him begging her not to go. Dad's going to hurt you.This time, the images keep going. Blackness for a moment, and then I can see Erik opening the door, sneaking out and towards the sounds of shouting. The shouting was muffled, and I couldn't understand it, but I could also hear crashing, and women screaming."She had freed a twelve-year-old girl my father planned on using for breeding, because she had golden eyes and white hair and was three fourths of the way pure blood. He liked the way she looked and wanted more like her. He planned on holding her captive until she got her first blood, but my mother sent her to the valley, where she was hidden. This wasn't the first time she had done something like this, b
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We continue walking through the water, quiet now.After a little, we come to the source of the stream.It was a natural spring, flowing down from the top of a twenty-foot-high incline of jagged rocks, covered in moss and flowers and other plants. The pool at the bottom wasn't anything special, only hot tub sized I'd say, but the whole thing was so pretty and serene. The water looked so clear and clean, I bet I could drink it."Let's sit with our feet in the water." I nod, following him out of the stream so we can walk to the edge of the pool. He wipes a spot clean for me to sit first at the edge and rolls up his pants a little. I sit beside him and let my feet dangle in the clear water. It's cold, like melted ice temperature."Can I ask you something?" He says hesitantly after a moment. I look at him. "Do you think... you'll be returning home?" I look away, pursing my lips.That was a very good question.I shrug. "I don't know. I haven't really thought about it. I mean... I miss my ho
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"Did you have a nice day with Erik, Lady Delilah?" I hum, watching Chepi and the other servants move around the kitchen I found myself sitting in once again. She was helping with dinner she had said when Erik dropped me off with her like a child. He said he had something to go do, and I had said I could entertain myself since Chepi was too busy, and she had burst out quickly, "I am never too busy for you, Lady Delilah!" And I had been pretty much forced to sit and watch her help cook a giant pot of what looked like stew.There were four other women in the kitchen, all with their sleeves rolled up, chopping, kneading or stirring something. Pur was in the far corner, giving a ball of dough the works. I didn't know any of the other women, and I seemed to make them uncomfortable, so I didn't talk to them."We had fun, yeah." I lean my ch
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I stop at the dresser before I crash to pick out a nightgown. I settle on a dark green one, a bit longer than my last one, but with a low front this time. So low if I moved wrong, I would be exposed. I would have to talk to Erik about getting some less revealing nighttime clothes.I stand in front of the many mirrors Erik had, examining myself before I get into bed."Skit." I hear Erik mumbling suddenly from the entry way, muttering what kind of sounds like a curse as something falls to the ground."Erik?" I ask, stepping off the mirror surrounded platform. I feel myself crossing my arms across my chest, and I stop a couple feet in front of him. He stands, and the look on his face makes my heart jump. He looks so flustered; his eyes won't stop moving. I can tell he's trying
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"Why are you looking at me like that, my flower?" Erik asks from the end of the bed. I don't say anything. I watch as he puts something he had in his hand in between his teeth. It glints in the moonlight trickling in from the window.It's the bracelet. He must've grabbed it from the box that still sat on top of the dresser.I stay still as he crawls onto the bed, knocking away his wall he had worked so hard to build. God damn he's so good looking. The way his arm muscles moved as he approached me. The curtain of white hair hanging from his head. There was just no way this man was attracted to me."I ask again," he mutters as he closes the distance between us, staring into my eyes and leaving only a couple inches of space in between our faces. "Do you want me to put this on y
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The next couple of days we spent preparing for Larkin and his men’s arrival. When I say we, I don’t mean Erik and I. It started when we’d addressed the servants together and he’d told them rather flippantly to prepare five rooms for the incoming guests. I remember the moment I realized Erik was not in fact going to be a grown up about this whole thing, and it would in fact be nothing but one giant headache for me.“He told you ten, plus him.” I had said to Erik. I hadn’t thought for a second he had forgotten; I knew he was being snotty about this whole thing still. Which was fine. I get it. But still. I had taken charge, told them no, we weren’t doing that, but to prepare eleven rooms for them. I had told them if we didn’t have enough room, our people could bunk together for a few nights. These people were guests, and coming of their own accord to help protect me. Erik at least had the decency to look bashful when I’d reminded him and the group of that fact. I’d told Erik to run al
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Erik and Larkin talked for another hour. I got bored halfway through and started organizing Erik’s desk. He had glanced at me curiously when I’d begun, but now I think I had mostly faded into the background of this conversation. Erik’s idea was we should go to where the remaining Gud species reside, confront them head on and get this over with. He said he didn’t want to wait around for him to attack, always looking over his shoulder. Maybe I was stereotyping here, but I found it interesting how Larkin argued against doing that. I guess from looking at them, you’d assume Larkin was the brute, the one who wanted to charge in head first, swords drawn, ready to die. Unfortunately for me, it seemed my new husband fit that role more accurately. Erik’s eyes were alight with passion and anger as he spoke of his plan to sneak onto their land. Then Larkin would point out the only idea Erik even has on what their territory looks like is based on a fifteen year old sketch of a map his father h
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“All good?” Erik asks as we walk inside and join him again. He really had been waiting close by; just past the entry way, standing there like he was a guard himself. As soon as I turned the corner, he had gently grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back against his side, like me not being there had been physically paining him. More like letting me talk to the one man who amounted as my ex, but I was trying not to focus on all the awkward tension rolling between the three of us.“Yup.” I nod and smile up at him, standing on tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek. He seemed to visibly relax, which was kind of cute. “He wants all of us to talk about the Gud now though.” I say, tilting my head to where Larkin was lingering behind us, awkwardly looking anywhere but at us.Erik nods. “Yes, yes we should. I would go as far to say it’s impossible to think he’s not hunting you.” His hand that had moved to wrap around my waist as he guided us all somewhere tightened a little at his words. I could te
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“I came down here for a reason other than breaking up your cat fight.” Erik calls after me as I walk away from him and back towards the main estate. “Someone is here for you.” I stop then, my heart jumping. “Who?” I ask, not turning to look at him yet. He’s quiet for a moment, then says, “Larkin. He wants to talk to you about Bacudal’s death.” I nod, and take a deep breath. “Okay, take me to him.” Erik walks beside me as we head towards the main estate together now. We don’t say anything at first, then I ask, “how did he… seem?” I glance at Erik.He sighs. “Tense. Angry, impatient. I worry another war with the Gud species over this.” I furrow my brow. Another? “Would you like me to remain with you while you talk?” He asks, looking down at me. I shake my head a little. “I feel like you being there won’t help his irritation any.” “Very well. I will remain close by, just in case he attempts to take you back with him again.” I can hear the edge in Erik’s voice when he talks about L
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"Can you believe her?” I huff as soon as Reni is out of earshot, turning to look at Erik. “I’m not entirely sure what just happened.” Erik says, looking at me carefully, like he was trying not to piss me off more. Smart man. “Your favorite and most trusted guard wants me to make my dragons into slaves, like she does to everyone else around here.” I say, gesturing around at nothing in particular. “I see.” Erik nods a little, looking up to where the dragons are now flying in a circle above me. They had come over when the tension had started between me and Reni. I almost wondered if they would’ve done anything had she returned my attack. “She was insulting me, implying I couldn’t handle my dragons properly, and just being a plain bitch.” I finish, crossing my arms angrily at the memory.“Perhaps you misunderstood what she was trying to get at…” he says, and I narrow my eyes at him. I take back what I said before. He wasn’t a smart man, he was a very dumb one. “Seriously? You’re goin
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“Your dragons are proving to be quite the challenge for everyone.” Reni says to me as she closes the distance between us. She has her arms crossed, making her forearms look more defined, and is staring down at me like a kid looking at an ant under a looking glass. I nod a little, looking back up to the three dragons, who are still bickering playfully in the air above us.“Do you have any plans for them?” She continues, still watching me. I have no idea why her words make me prickle a little, but they sure do. Maybe it’s the way she said it, the way she looked up at my dragons like they were some prize. Or maybe it was because I knew for a fact she was perfectly okay with branding people as slaves. Keeping in mind Bacudal’s warning about people wanting to use dragons for their own purposes, her words made me a bit defensive. “No.” Is all I say, meeting her gaze. Even though I had only said one word, she seemed to pick up on my hostility, because her brow raises and she looks a littl
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“Lady Delilah, did you enjoy your time with your new husband?” I was back in Erik and I’s room now, getting changed into something more practical. I’d been wearing loose, mostly see through dresses during my time with Erik. I’m sure that was his choice, but it wasn’t exactly appropriate attire for everyday life.It was still early in the day when Erik and I made it back, maybe noon, so I planned on doing something today. At the very least, I wanted to see my dragons. Honestly I was a bit surprised when they didn’t crash into me on my walk up here. I’d been keeping an eye out, bracing myself almost constantly. I was weirdly disappointed when I made it to the main estate without any dragons attacking me. I turn to look at Chepi, and as soon as I see her, guilt floods me. Her hair was frazzled and unbrushed, she had lines under her eyes, and despite the smile on her face, I could tell she was overworked and tired. “Hey, babe.” I say in a concerned tone. “You look like you need a break
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The days after Erik and I’s wedding were mostly filled with us glued to one another, touching, kissing, talking and laughing. I couldn’t keep my hands off him now that I’d had a taste, and he was no different. I wasn’t even embarrassed to say, we had learned every inch of each other’s bodies in the five days we spent locked up together. I’m not even sure we came up for air sometimes.I would’ve stayed locked up in that cabin with him forever, because I knew as soon as we stepped out, it would be back to work. He’d get super busy, especially since he’d been gone for a minute now, and I would get wrapped up with my dragons, trying to uncloak myself, and getting used to this new life I was about to start living.We may not get another minute alone like this for a while.Eventually though, our five days were up, and we left the little house Erik had built for us, and made our way back to the main estate. Erik was already ticking off the things he needed to do, and I was walking beside
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Despite my inexpierence, something about the nervous way Erik is looking at me makes me feel more bold than I ever thought I could be. I sit up on the edge of the bed and grab the back of his hair, gently pulling him down so I can whisper in his ear, “are you going to make love to me now?” I ask him softly. He grunts, and I feel his hands moving to push my mouth against his own, my words forcing him into action. I feel him moving to pick me up by the ass and move me to the center of the bed so he could hover over me. “I can't believe you are my wife.” He mutters, running a finger along the metal plates on my breast. His finger moves up the hem of the see through part of my dress above my boobs, and I gasp when I feel him dig through the material and start tearing it down the middle. “What are-” His hand over my mouth forced me to stop talking. “I want to see all of you, my flower. I want to lick you, everywhere.” I shudder into his arms, white hot pleasure shooting all the way dow
