But still I didn’t feel settled, not until I get back to her. I felt guilt over the fact that I’d brought her away from everything and everyone she knew, only to leave her alone our first day here.
But isn’t it better that she learns now that things in the kingdom won’t be the same as they had been on earth? That I wouldn’t be able to spend my every waking moment with her? I thought so, but it did nothing to ease the pain of guilt in my gut.
I blocked out the drone of my grandfather’s voice and looked in on her. She was fast asleep in my bed, her face looking restless. What’s the matter now little angel? I peeped into her dreams and felt her sadness.
We’d only been here for less than a day and already she was missing her home, but why all of a sudden? She’d been so excited when I took her out walking last night and this morning she couldn’t wait to go exploring.
And now it seems something had happened in the time I’d left her to dampen her spirits. “Are you listening to me Crown Prince Lucien?” I turned back to grandpa who has been going over and over the same thing for at least the last half an hour now.
I was about to answer him when my son’s fury reached me and I got a running commentary on what it was that had made his mother sad. He was not pleased to say the least and I needed to get back to her.
“Grandfather, I promise to bring her to you later, right now I need to get back to her, she’s not feeling well.”
“Oh, okay, is it the babe? You know the more discomfort she feels now the stronger he is.”
“Yes, you’ve told me so at least ten times now.”
You’d think the kid was his as excited as he was. But I couldn’t begrudge him his joy. It has been quite some time since a child of his caliber was born, something my people will celebrate for years no doubt.
I finally made my escape and made my way back to her. Instead of flying through space to reach her I walked, I had things to think about. This is her home, or at least it’s going to be. I need her to understand that and what it means. What it means that she is the wife of the crown prince and what power that holds.
So I won’t fight this battle for her, instead I will stand back always at the ready to protect, to defend but I want her to find her own wings as well, to know that even without me there, no one is allowed to treat her in anyway less that what is befitting the future empress of our worlds.
NATALIA
I’d worried myself to sleep after that fateful run in earlier and only awakened when I felt him climb into bed behind me. “Hey sleeping beauty, you missed me?” I turned my head to look at him through half slitted eyes. Why is it that only here, now, in his place of birth that I can so clearly see how amazingly beautiful he truly is?
Is it because instead of earthly garb he’d chosen to wear the long flowing robes of his people? Where most of the people I’d seen so far preferred either white or more colorful robes, his were all black. And with his raven black hair loose and flowing down around his shoulders, he looked more like the prince that he is.
His new look also does wild things to me. Things that made me reach out and touch as I forgot the morning’s little episode. He lowered his lips and covered mine as I nodded my head in answer to his question and that quickly I forgot everything else, everything but the way it feels being in his arms.
His touch was so light, so gentle, it brought tears to my eyes and a wave of love so strong struck me when he placed his hand over the place where our child lay. The kiss became wild, passionate, with a hint of desperate need the longer it went on.
I turned fully beneath him, accepting his weight as he fumbled around between us for the sash of my morning gown which fell open easily beneath his expert fingers. The flesh of his back was warm and hard beneath my palms, as he had come to me already naked.
I felt the steel hard heat of his shaft as it pressed into my thigh and wondered again how something that big had ever fit inside me. And how just that one thing could bring me such mind blowing pleasure?
I spread my legs now, begging him without words to come into me, but he was in the mood to play. Instead of feeding my need, he left off tasting my lips and made his way down my middle until he came to rest with his head between my thighs.