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Ah, so you’re not a total idiot. I scoff and shake my head at my Alder, whose roots I was currently sitting on.It was the day after I had agreed to marry Erik. We had slept in the same bed, but all we did was snuggle and sleep. No matter how much I teased him, he seemed set on waiting for us to be married before he’d go all the way with me, or “deflower” me as he called it. It was nice to know he had self control, I guess. I knew there was no way I was letting him marry some other woman. My eyes flick to Reni, who has taken Chepi’s place for the day, as she had things to plan for the wedding as my personal servant. The wedding was tomorrow night, apparently it didn’t take long to plan an Alva wedding. They had been gearing for this since the second I crossed through that pond portal, so for all I knew, they already had everything set up and ready to go. Are you nervous? Asks the tree. Very. This is for real. I’m marrying an elf man from another world. I laugh out loud and Reni
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“Do you regret it?” I ask Reni after a tense moment of silence. She sighs, and hangs her head. “Often. But I love what I do. I love serving Erik, and helping him protect our people. I am of better use to him this way, as it is.” She nods once, firmly, and I imagined her telling herself that line over and over again. If only she’d never had to make such a harsh choice at such a young age. I thought about how even in my old world, women were often not given freewill over their own bodies. In this world, that was even more evident. “Has it always been like this?” I ask, crossing my arms and resting them on my knees. I didn’t want to know something so cold and barbaric about this place I was slowly falling in love with. I wanted it to be perfect, but it clearly wasn’t. And that was why I kept pushing.“Since the species separated, yes.” I tilt my head to the side. “Why did they separate? Something must have happened.” Reni sighs, and finally turns to look at me. She walks over to w
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“What happened to Gyrm?” I ask Reni after a moment of silence.She grins evilly. “Erik happened. When he became of age, he challenged his father for his spot leading the Alva. He didn’t have to, Gyrm would’ve been forced out eventually anyways. But he knew he would never really go away, he would always be there. A threat. A problem. Always disagreeing with his diplomatic leadership style.” She glances down at me. I must look scared, because she chuckles a little. “There is no need to worry. I can assure you, Erik is not like his father. I can count the number of times I’ve seen him angry on one hand.” “Why are Alva numbers so important? Why are you forced to breed?” “Has Erik told you of the Ranka?” I nod. “He told me they were the worst of the species. But not much else.”“He isn’t wrong. They are the escaped slaves of Sanju, and their descendants. They’ve gained strength by raping ours and other species woman, killing their babies for blood, and stringing their warriors up as a
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It’s cold. Very cold. Where am I that’s so cold? Last I remember I was walking with Reni… I remember getting incredibly hot, the exact opposite of the temperature I was currently feeling around me.“Gudinna? Are you here with me?” I open my eyes, sitting up and smacking my head into something immediately. I back up a little at the sight of Bacudal inches away from my face, his yellow slitted eyes staring into mine. I look around, pushing myself off the floor. “Why am I here? What's happening?” I ask, my eyes flicking to his nest of eggs in the middle of the cold, freezer-like room. “I called you here. It’s urgent.” He came forward again, his eyes darting every which way. “There is a Gud here, on my land.” I watch him as he darts towards his eggs, laying a hand on each one before looking back at me. “I fear he comes for my babies.” My heart stops. “Why would he come for them?” I step forward and he slithers down to me again. “They will imprint on and serve whoever touches them
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The field I was currently standing in was beautiful. The grass was long and green, moving like water in the wind. There were clumps of colorful flowers popping up, drawing my eye immediately to them. Some of the plants seemed to be… glowing. So brightly colored they hurt my eyes to look at. The trees lining the edge of the field were tall and old looking, seemingly reaching out to touch the dark night sky with their twisted fingers. In some of them I could see thick rope with frayed ends swaying from the lower down branches. An image of children climbing all over those ancient trees flashed in my mind. In the distance, lights could be seen and voices could be heard. I could hear evening doves cooing, and bugs singing their song. I could hear the deep croaking of toads coming from a pond pushed in the back corner of the field. It was what I would imagine a fairy tale sounding and looking like. I half expected a deer to come up and nuzzle my neck.“You look like you’re thinking really
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He looks up at the big moon with me, and I find my gaze drifting, turning to look at his eyes so that I can see the moon’s reflection in them. Sure enough, it’s like I’m staring into a lake’s surface. “I grew up a mile or so that way,” he points towards the tree line ahead of us. I turned away from his face to follow his pointed finger, where I saw the lights and heard voices earlier. “I grew up with ten younger brothers and sisters.”“That’s a lot of siblings.” I say, looking back at his handsome face. His jaw is clean and sharp looking, his lips thick, with a scar going through the top and lower right corner. It has a brother, going across his right eye. I move my gaze down to his neck, where I can see dark blue lines wrapping around from the back. I gently nudge his jawline, and he complies, twisting his head so I can see the back of his neck. I try to ignore the spark I feel when I touch his skin. A large circle tattoo, which is sliced like a pie, is on the back of his neck. Each
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I snap awake, and become aware of everything all at once. The back of my neck is drenched in sweat. My dog is staring at me. It was only a dream. After the last realization, a kind of hole forms in the middle of my chest, and I can feel tears burning at the corners of my eyes. All traces of wonder and hope that came with being in a good dream washed away as my consciousness returned. I sit up, and hold my dog's head in my hands. “It was just a dream.” I tell her, and she responds by licking her waggly chops. I sigh, and let go of her face. I throw my blanket off of me, and perch on the edge of the bed. I can see my reflection in the tall black framed mirror that I have leaning against the wall across the room. My dark brown eyes look wide and wild. My shoulder length black hair is matted in the back, making it look thicker than it usually is. Even from across the room I can tell it looks like I’ve just seen a ghost.Dream or not, that was intense. I rub my fingers together, and
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“Do you regret it?” I ask Reni after a tense moment of silence. She sighs, and hangs her head. “Often. But I love what I do. I love serving Erik, and helping him protect our people. I am of better use to him this way, as it is.” She nods once, firmly, and I imagined her telling herself that line over and over again. If only she’d never had to make such a harsh choice at such a young age. I thought about how even in my old world, women were often not given freewill over their own bodies. In this world, that was even more evident. “Has it always been like this?” I ask, crossing my arms and resting them on my knees. I didn’t want to know something so cold and barbaric about this place I was slowly falling in love with. I wanted it to be perfect, but it clearly wasn’t. And that was why I kept pushing.“Since the species separated, yes.” I tilt my head to the side. “Why did they separate? Something must have happened.” Reni sighs, and finally turns to look at me. She walks over to w
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Ah, so you’re not a total idiot. I scoff and shake my head at my Alder, whose roots I was currently sitting on.It was the day after I had agreed to marry Erik. We had slept in the same bed, but all we did was snuggle and sleep. No matter how much I teased him, he seemed set on waiting for us to be married before he’d go all the way with me, or “deflower” me as he called it. It was nice to know he had self control, I guess. I knew there was no way I was letting him marry some other woman. My eyes flick to Reni, who has taken Chepi’s place for the day, as she had things to plan for the wedding as my personal servant. The wedding was tomorrow night, apparently it didn’t take long to plan an Alva wedding. They had been gearing for this since the second I crossed through that pond portal, so for all I knew, they already had everything set up and ready to go. Are you nervous? Asks the tree. Very. This is for real. I’m marrying an elf man from another world. I laugh out loud and Reni
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"Oh." I sigh as I feel his fingers moving my panties to the side as he begins his mission of making me cum. "Ooooh." I breathe out heavily as I feel his tongue on my wet folds. "Oh what are you doing?" I call out as he slips a finger in as he continues licking. He laughs, I can feel it, and wraps his lips around my aching spot, and sucks a little. I arch, and one of his hands shoots up to firmly push me by my stomach back onto the table. His push was firm, like a reminder of who was in charge right now."I told you." He teases and he pushes in another finger."Holy crap." I breathe. His hand moves from where it'd been holding me down, and I feel it come in between me and his tongue for a moment before it reaches back up and starts running over my nipple. I shudder and arch again, but he doesn't push me back this time. Just sucks on my spot and pulls his fingers out slightly, where he knows it'll make me come. I can feel my thighs clenching around his head, my body writhing against the
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He reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out a small box, but doesn't open it yet."Deliah, I've only actually known you for a handful of days. But I've seen inside your mind, I've seen what kind of person you are. I've seen how you think and act when no one is around, and I love that about you." He swallows thickly. "And more than that, I love what I see in front of me, right now. A strong woman, figuring herself out, taking control of herself and her life. I am so enamored by you, Delilah." He opens the box then, and I suck in a breath at the gorgeous ring that rests inside."A ring?" I whisper."I did some research, and found this was the typical way Mann proposed marriage. You already wear the anklet of my people, so I thought I'd go this route next." He smiles, picking it up out of the box and holding it out to me. He looks at me seriously again."Delilah, I love you. I know that. I want to be with you, for as long as there is breath in my lungs. I want to watch you change into
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Erik was going to ask me to marry him. And if I said no, that was it for us. I'd have to watch him marry another woman. I'd be his side hoe if I ever wanted anything to do with him again. And I couldn't deny, I wanted "something" to do with him. I wish we had time to do things a little... slower. That much was for sure. I knew my mom would be pissed that I was even considering marrying this man, but the thought of him with someone else made a ball of furious rage form in my chest. I swallow as we stop in front of a high entry way covered by hanging flowers."Have fun, Lady Delilah." I smile at Chepi and walk through the flowers.Here we go.The greenhouse was probably twenty feet by twenty feet, with rounded edges rather than squared like the rest of the rooms. The ceiling was replaced with a crisscrossing wood pattern, no glass though, just vines and flowers and moss climbing over the wood. I wondered if it'd form a natural roof one day. The sides of the room have rows of seedlings
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"What are we doing today, Lady Delilah?"It was rhe next day. I spent the night alone, and in my own head luckily. I'm sitting in the tub currently, my favorite spot in the house."Will I get to see Erik tonight?" I whine. I was bored without him. I had hung out in the kitchen and helped make and clean up dinner yesterday and hadn't finished until it was dark out. I had enjoyed talking to the cooks, including Pur who was baking bread as she said she always did."Yes, Lady Delilah. And don't forget what else is happening tonight?" She leans towards me in the tub, handing me a small tub of scrubby looking stuff. I nod, holding a smile back."What if you're wrong though and I'm getting excited for nothing?" I scoop out the rough paste and bring my leg up out of the water. Chepi said she was going to shave my legs, which was fine, because they needed it. So, I was exfoliating first."I am not wrong. He told me. I wasn't really supposed to tell you, but my loyalty lies with you, not Erik.
