“We can’t do this.” He stated soberly.
She kissed his lips once more, hoping he would cease his talk, but instead he gently pushed her away so she couldn’t kiss him any longer.
“Yes we can. It’s alright.” She assured him.
“No, Princess, really, we can’t.” He said as he got up off of the bed, trying to put some distance between them. It wasn’t worKing. This woman had invaded his thoughts the moment he had found her on his doorstep, and now she was in his room kissing her.
Flossina had never been rejected, and the feeling was unfamiliar and unpleasant to her. She crawled onto the bed until she was on the edge. hen kneeled on it. He saw the way she looked at him dejected and sad.He felt guilty.
She drank him. Her touch was light as she made a trail along his chest to his well defined abdomen. He felt like living marble to her. She looked at him. He was watching her intently.“Undo them.” He commanded referring to his pants.She smiled at him. She had to work up the courage to do it. She had never noticed it until now, and now she was really noticing it. She began to untie the thin leather strips at his groin when there was a loud knock on the door. It startled Flossina and she instinctively covered herself with her hands. He pulled the top of her dress up and she got back under the covers.He quickly located his shirt and put it on. Then he walked to the door and opened it. She watched as he opened it and went outside. She wondered what the young guard must think.
He searched her face.“I understand.” She said simply.“I promise I will explain it all when I come back, but now I must go.” He planted a quick kiss in the center of her forehead and exited the room, closing the door behind him.She wrapped her arms around herself. She shivered when she thought about what almost happened between them and hoped he wouldn’t be long… **********Marlon could barely keep his mind on the round table discussion he was having with his three Chief officers in regards to what they were undertaking. He hadn't realized how preoccupied his thoughts were
Marlon hated he even had to speak on it,but he had no choice now, not if he wanted his men to fight for this cause.“I would assist her in dethroning the King, putting us all back in Royal positions and clearing our orders name. That would be on my short list.”All three laughed at his arrogance.“That is why you are the Chief commander,” Bolt noted.“How are we going to dethrone a King? Are our resources strong enough?”Oakley sounded worried.“Yes.” Marlon answered.“There isn't more than one hundred and fifty of us.”“Numbers have never stopped
Marlon's men had moved faster than he had expected. It wasn’t dawn yet, and Deleav was already briefing him on what the scouts had seen. General Torunn, along with one-hundred of Zuff’s finest soldiers, were already a day’s ride away from the red sands desert. They had to move quickly. His first in command had also notified him of the coup that was brewing because of the Princess. He had known it would cause trouble and a certain unrest among the men. That was the very reason he hadn't wished to share this information with his men. It had been a wrong move in hindsight, but now it was too late. The task of protecting her and carrying out his initial mission was appearing to backfire on him, and instead was forcing him to have to work double time to ensure everyone’s safety.“Marlon, you have to get her out of here, now
He walked over to the bed and noticed she wasn’t there. A jolt of panic shot through him. Where was she? Surely that young whelp that was standing guard at the door didn’t let her escape, again. He was relieved when he heard a soft humming noise coming from the direction of his bathing chamber. He saw her silhouette cast upon the sheets he used as a makeshift partition for his personal bathing quarters. He watched her step out of the bath. He couldn't seem to stop looking at her, and slender womanly curves. He tried not to get aroused by the sight of her. It was already too late. He felt like a schoolboy with a crush. He stood quietly and his eyes indulged in the beauty of her. He could see the outline of her perfect breasts, down to her narrow waist and spammed to her wonderful hips and slender legs. He found himself thinking of putting eac
So what was it? The holy men on the Island would have the answers. He wished they could stay there in that moment just enjoying each other's presence, but he knew he would only be delaying the inevitable.“Then I will leave you to it. I will wait outside while you get dressed and packed.”She leaned in closer to him.He could smell the lavender bath salts she had used, and it awoke his groin. He knew he had to get away from her before he lost his self-control. Without a word, he turned around and left out of his room. Flossina was left alone to her personal tasks. She felt silly now that she was all alone in the room. He just wouldn't touch her anymore, and for some reason that made her feel upset, which was
“Auferetur !” He commanded, and they were back in the air, flying across the desert. ****She enjoyed the feeling of freedom she was experiencing as they flew over the beautiful scenery. She realized she had missed quite a lot before. She hadn’t noticed how lush and tucked away the place Marlon had taken her after escaping castle Meadowbrooke until they had landed. She marveled at how green and full and magical it felt. She wanted to ask him how he had come to find this place but she didn't. He had called the place "The Grove" and she understood why now. It was tucked away far back into the forest hidden behind a small wall of rocks. They had landed beside it. When t
“I see. Please, ah forgive our intrusion.” She stood then making sure to grab her cloak. “Thank you for the meal.” She quickly left the cottage.Flossina felt tears stinging her eyes as she walked down the dirt path.The old woman seemed so angry at her mother and the chaos that was ensuing because of her murder. It wasn’t her fault, she thought as she strode onward. Marlon had looked shocked at the old woman’s speech, but for some reason, Flossina wasn’t. She couldn’t blame the old woman for not wanting to help. It was not her fight. It was Flossina’s.She stopped and surveyed her surroundings. She stood by a babbling brook. The water was crystal clear. She could see the mo
The Collective: 'The Collective' is a demonym used in various ways throughout history to refer initially to a nomadic group from the southeast region of Zuff, and later as a royal police origin.In the Zuff archaeological record, a culture known as the Manna culture. It is considered by experts to represent 'The Collective'. The culture is named for its uncanny ability to manipulate the natural elements of the earth,(earth, air, fire, water), as well as being able to befriend and tame fire dragons. Which date before the beginning of first Zuff sovereign reign.The sudden appearance of these fossils/artifacts found in the low woodland areas represent an immigrant population. While the presence of red Moeina sand found on their clothing and hair follicles on many of them suggest their occupants came from the Moeina desert. Other objects commonly found; runestones
Hi, this is the author of jewel of humanity. I hope that you have enjoyed the book. I have decided to give you a little more, and tell you all about the world that you have been reading about. So here we go. Geography of Zuff comprises of relatively high lying mountains surrounding a central plain with four navigable rivers, extending outward. Zuff has lush vegetation. A product of its mild but changeable climate which is free of extreme temperatures. Much of Zuff is woodland. 33% is native conifer.There are 36 land mammal species native to Zuff because the climate is influenced by the warmth of the ocean with very moderate days. Winters are milder. Summers are cooler with very infrequent rainfall and cloud cover. Culture: Zuff culture has recorded history since the beginning of recorded time being among the earl
Queen Bihadlly : Ruler of ZuffKing Fvendal: A poor yet brave warrior who aided in conquering of the SheHaaltesKing Tehxadlayk: Pure Blood Royal. Queen Bihadlly's one true love. First husband. Murdered by thr SheHaaltes.Prince Yupta: SheHaaltes King's brother. Accused of murdering King TehxadlaykAmbrose: Last Known Chieftan of the Collective before its disbanding. Marlons father.General Torunn: General of Zuff army. Close confidante to King Fvendal.Marlon: Assassin/ Leader of a disbanded elite Royal fighting group called the Collective.Deleav: Spy/ Second in Command of the disbanded elite royal fighting group the Collective.Agnes: Queen Bihadlly's personal gardener and confidante.King Osiris: Egyptian God of thr underworld.Khepri: Goddess of creation and renewal of life.Thoth: God of writing,magic and the moon.
She was expecting them to leave, but they didn’t instead they all began to clap and chant. “Long live the Queen! Long live the Queen!”Marlon turned and looked up at her.She looked back at him. She had done what she thought she would never be able to do. Believe in herself and lead her people…******Later that night …Flossina fell on top of Marlon’s chest out of breath. Once again he had made her body feel exquisite. She looked up at him. His eyes were closed but his heartbeat was rapid.“I can’t believe it’s over.” She said.&ldquo
Flossina was announced upon her arrival.“Queen Flossina, Ruler and last living heir of Zuff.”She watched the room full of Chieftain Lords and Ladies bow and curtsy as she walked forward to her throne.Marlon walked several steps behind her.She could see the looks of puzzlement on their faces, but she kept her face expressionless and her vision forward. She climbed the stairs.Marlon stood on the bottom of them looking out at the crowd. Once she reached the top she turned and looked out at the sea of faces. She did not see Lord Azelle. It did not matter. She had to once again address her people and make them believe in her.“Chieftain Lords an
She touched his cheek then, bringing him back to reality.“I am fine, Marlon. I promise. It’s over.” She reassured him.He hugged her tight.She didn’t care that he wore armour and it was cold against the sheer outfit she wore. She was just happy it was finally over.There was a loud knock on the door. She jumped. Marlon pulled his sword out.She walked over to her door and opened it. It was General Torunn’s second in Comand, Blake.Blake stood in the foyer of her bedchamber. He bowed to her, and then spoke.“Your Majesty, It appears General Torunn is dead.”
“Is something wrong General?” She asked as if she didn’t know what was going on. She picked up the carving knife and held it behind her back as she slowly walked toward him.“He staggered towards her.“You..you… My food...you poisoned me!”She smiled at his helpless expression.“No, General. I didn’t poison the food.”He looked puzzled until she finished“But I did poison your precious wine. And you’ve almost drank the entire bottle ensuring your death.”The shock on his face was priceless to her.
“To our future Your Majesty, may it be prosperous and blessed.”She smiled and brought the cup to her lips, but did not drink it. She watched as he drank the liquid in one gulp.“That was delicious.” He said.She still held the goblet in her hand when she walked to her place and sat down.He sat down after her.“Husband, I mean General? Could your men wait outside while we dine?”He looked curious at her request. She once again lied to placate him.“I wish to enjoy our meal together and to speak freely of the upcoming plans to be made”
Flossina had to admit she was impressed at how beautiful and delicious all of the food looked. It had been made in record time. For this occasion she had decided to wear the one of the wedding gifts General Torunn had given her. It was a sheer white floor length gown with lace flowers intricately placed on her breasts and at the juncture of her thighs. Tonight, she also wore the Crowned Jewels around her neck and the crown on her head. Cook seem ecstatic that the Queen herself came early to see what all she had cooked.“Your Majesty, it is an honor to feed you and your husband, the General. I hope the food will be to your liking.”“Thank you cook, for putting this together on such short notice.”The cook smiled, curtsied, took two steps bac