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Yvette Verlice BOT 03-Dec-21 07:13 PM
The carriage rocked unsteadily back and forth as the Water Dragon rode through the front gates of the Fire Dragon capital. Yvette sat quietly in the cabin beside her mother, her eyes turned out of the window as she watched citizens run about their day. Some turned to witness the blue carriage rolling down the road with mixed emotions. Some seemedd siapleased, others let a large smile cross their features in utter excitement for the coming betrothal of their beloved prince to the rumored unparalleled beauty that was Princess Yvette. Her expression did not change even as she was met with cheers of delight, her soft blue eyes slowly finding a different home instead of outside. She looked down into her lap and fiddled with the tendrils of her dress. An older hand reached over and pressed over top of her own to soothe her. "A princess does not fiddle, Yvette.." Her mother began, her voice shaky with age just as her wrists wrinkled, "I know you are not excited about this betrothal, but we are desperate to feed our people. The fire dragons will unite our kingdoms and-" "Provide bountiful supplies for our entire nation," the princess cut her off, her voice scathing in dismay. She had heard it before and even though she knew that she had to do these things to protect her people it didn't make it any more enjoyable. Perhaps their conversation could've progressed further but it was cut short by the carriage coming to a stop. The princess and her mother looked at each other as the feint call of their coachman echoed over the front steps of the magnificent red palace, "May I announce, your royal highness, the Queen, Jaina Verlice and her daughter, the princess, Yvette Verlice." .
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The women turned as the door beside them creaked open, and the first to emerge was the queen. She stood tall, her 5 foot 9 inch figure known for towering over any of her mortal citizens. It was known that the dragons were very magnificent to the extent of being extraordinary, and her daughter did not fall far from the tree. Behind her, Yvette crawled out of the detailed carriage, her soft white hair falling elegantly over her shoulders as she stepped down to the first steps of the palace with the aid of the coachman. It seemed her audience took a simultaneous breath of air, her foreign look enough to knock any mortal off their feet entirely.
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Shortly after the arrival of the water dragon princess, footsteps would be heard faintly from behind the large wooden doors to the red palace. Slowly but surely they would get louder, and louder, until eventually going silent as the doors were pushed open. From within the palace, out marched a royal guard of ten men, all brandishing spears and shields and adorned in golden orange attire. They formed a new all, before parting down the middle and providing a walkway for two men. One had silvered hair combed back neatly so it flowed down his back. The golden crown on top of his head signified he was the king. Beside him walked a man clad in golden yellow clothes that matched his blazing eyes and those of his father. His hair was shorter and raven black. He was the same height as the princess, but unlike her calm and elegant presence, he had an aura of intensity and warmth that was almost unbearable. With each step of his stride, it almost felt as if the earth was vibrating. “Presenting the king of the fire dragons, the venerable King Azun Gallivan, and his son-“ Before the royal guard could finish the announcement, the young man stepped forward, silencing him with a simple raising of his hand. His golden eyes locked on Yyvette. Only a few metres separated the two parties. “Hawthorne Gallivan. Prince of the Ignus dragons, heir to the throne, and leader of the king’s army.” (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 03-Dec-21 08:50 PM
The princess’ eyes were drawn to the doors as the sounds of footsteps approached. The hairs on the back of her neck seemed to stand on edge, waiting to see whom it was she would be married to. Her arms slowly moved to rest behind her back, fingers gently entwining to hold her hands in place at the small of her back. Her sapphire gaze seemed to flash in shock as the doors swung open, revealing the handful of finely dressed men… and her betrothed. Admittedly, Yvette was stunned by the mere presence of the prince, his very aura demanding the respect of anyone who dare approach him. For the first time that day the princess felt small, and the pressure of making a good impression crushed her chest and made her heart rate weaken. As his voice boomed over the expanse of the stairs, traveling effortlessly to her eager ears, Yvette found herself giving a respectful curtsey to the fire dragons. Her mother did the same, careful not to dip her head too far and let the blue crown with simple diamonds slip from her whitened head. Once the pleasantries had been exchanged, she took the first few steps to stand in front of the King, placing her hands nearly in front of her stomach and straightening her shoulders as she addressed him, “I’d like to personally thank you for inviting my daughter and I into your court, your grace.” She turned her tired grey gaze over her shoulder to silently motion Yvette towards her, in which she obliged silently. Her stride was careful, gingerly taking the few steps up to stand beside her mother as she slowly let her attention rest on the young prince. “Your grace.” She greeted him softly, her salmon lips moving as the waves of the ocean, fluid and careful.
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“The pleasure is all ours, your majesty,” the king replied, bowing his head to the queen. “It is an honour to host you all. We are thankful for your accepting of our invitation.” The prince meanwhile stayed quiet for now, not taking his eyes off the woman who was meant to be his future wife. He had mixed feelings on the idea of the wedding, but he understood why it was happening so he didn’t argue too much. And the woman was obviously beautiful, which helped. When she approached him however he noticed she seemed nervous. Being an expert in the art of war in addition to having been taught the nature of politics by his father, the young man could read a person’s body as easily as he could a scripture. While a part of him did enjoy inspiring awe in all he met, he did not enjoy seeing his future wife so nervous. “The titles are for everyone else to address me, my love. You may call me whatever pleases you.” He finished his statement by gently taking one of her hands with his own and bringing it to his lips, kissing the back of her hand. His father watched and chuckled. “Ever the eager man, my son is. Be weary that he does not spoil your daughter too much, your excellency,” the king spoke to the queen.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 06:28 AM
A tinge of pink slowly crossed Yvette’s cheeks as the Prince addressed her, and for a moment she wondered if this marriage wouldn’t be too bad. He seemed nice, flattery could get a man anywhere, but there was no denying the rumors she had heard in her kingdom about his short temper and quick tongue. She could only hope he was merciful with her when he was upset. She bent her head humbly, the intricate braid that crowned her head shimmering in the bright autumn sun as the rays ricocheted off of the tendrils of diamond jewelry that had been weaved into the plait. “As you wish..” She considered returning the simple name ‘my love’ for theatrics, but Yvette was entirely consumed with the worry she would not like this man. It would feel odd to call him anything other than his name until she was sure. “A handsome young man, he is… they’ll surely bring extravagant heirs to the throne in no time.” Her mother responded, her lips spread in a wide smile. She was much more enthused about the entire betrothal than her daughter, but of course she was. Yvette would be fulfilling her duty as the princess and continuing the Dragon’s lineage. “do you think they’ll turn out purple?” She teased, and Yvette’s pink turned to a shade of crimson. The embarrassment of her mother speaking so freely of the joys of the flesh between her and her betrothed stopped her heart momentarily. Yet, even as Yvette burned in mortification, she was not one to duck her head and allow others to tuck them in their own shadow - even her own mother, “With the prince being as handsome as he is, I do not care what color they may be.” The queen turned towards her daughter, who was staring intently at the man before her, almost encapsulated by his very presence, “My dear… save the flirtations for your wedding night!”
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The king nodded in agreement with the queen's statement, tapping his son's shoulder. "Forgive my son. Our people are known for being forward and not wasting any time, but even by our standards the prince is hot-blooded." Hawthorne continuing eyeing the woman, gently running his thumb over the back of her palm before eventually letting go at his father's touch. "You flatter me too much, your highness. I promise I have more to offer your daughter than just a handsome face if she takes a liking to me. I imagine a woman like her has no shortage of suitors. That being said, there is no man quite like me," the prince said boldly, flashing a sharp grin towards the queen, showing off his pearly whites for a moment. "Now then, we have prepared a banquet for your arrival, as well as your rooms for you to stay in. It will give us some time to speak freely over food and wine if you would care to join us," the king said to the queen.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 09:09 AM
The princess couldn’t help but smile softly at the prince, she was at least happy that he was handsome. He flattered her with his words, and of course that made her instantly a bit more happy with her betrothal. Yvette had always wanted to marry for love, but she knew that sometimes a princess had to do things for her country that meant she had to make sacrifices. As the King and his son led the two women into the castle, she followed just one step behind her mother. Her dress was slim, grabbing onto her curvy figure nicely and dipping deeply on her back, allowing the dragon’s markings to appear from behind her long white hair occasionally. The long blue markings stretched from the right side of her rib cage and along her spine only to disappear under the fabric of her dress on the left of her lower back. The rest was hidden, leaving the mind to wander where the head and tail were situated on the princess’ porcelain skin. Her eyes wandered the expanse off the palace, even the foyer was enough to take her breath away. Her own castle was delicate and detailed with statues of her ancestors carved into pure stones of aquamarine, situated nicely atop of pillars that lined a lengthy hall which led up to a wide marble staircase. Light blue banners flew during the day, picturing a dragon emerging from the waves of the sea and breathing fire into the clouds. Though many of the decorations of the Fire Dragon’s palace were similar, they were still entirely different. Yvette glanced over her shoulder as she heard the coachmen making soft grunts as they picked up the suitcases and hauled them up the steps, and for a moment she felt guilty for not helping, but she knew that it was not her place to do a servant’s work. A dragon should not show such weakness, even if it was because she cared for her people more than she cared for herself. .
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Her flats clicked softly on the stone ground, and she eventually turned her attention back to the King and the Prince, placing her arms inside the opposing sleeves to hide her hands from view. She wondered what their wedding would be like… would it be held in the palace? Perhaps in the gardens? Did the fire dragons have gardens? The entire country was so unfamiliar to her, and for a woman who had never stepped foot outside of her own home… it was both terrifying and exhilarating all the same.
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The castle was impressive enough from the outside. Seeing as this was the central hub of the kingdom it was naturally opulent. The interior of the castle's halls were lined with flaming braziers, fire crackling and spilling warm orange light on the cinder block columns. Laid out in the center of them was a lush red carpet, linking all of the rooms almost like a pathway. Flanked by royal guards, the royals would eventually reach the central, sprawling banquet hall. It was decorated in a grandiose yet functional way. There were a litany of tables lined with food, each one meant for different groups to eat at. Near the end of the room there would be several thrones that looked to be made of polished white ivory where the royals would be eating. "Right this way, your highness," the king said to the queen, waving his hand to dissipate the guards who began taking their seats at various tables. Upon entering, the waitstaff would immediately begin tending to the guests and their hosts, fetching food and drink from the spread. The second the four of them took their seats, the prince leaned over to the princess who was sitting next to him. "Enjoy whatever you wish. This feast is for you after all," he said in a warm voice. "We can talk afterwards. No rush."
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 09:57 AM
The princess’ eyes scanned the room wondrously, taking in every detail of the magnificent hall. Her head turned to watch as the servants and guards shuffled about the room, allowing the prince to guide her to her chair and take a seat beside him. She murmured a soft thank you politely as she gently tucked the small train of her dress under her chair so it wouldn’t get under anyone’s feet. The feeling of his body leaning closer to her own made her skin rise in a raid of goosebumps, and her cheeks turned rosy once again. There was no denying that the princess was physically attracted to him, that much was evident as her eyes traveled over the blushing maids and chuckling soldiers. She turned her head towards her betrothed, her soft salmon lips parting as she leaned to whisper softly into his ear, “I expect the prince to be on his best behavior when we are alone.” Yvette returned her attention to the feast in front of her, opting to take a sip of the wine that had been placed in front of her plate before she would attempt to enjoy the foreign flavors of his kingdom.
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Livewire 04-Dec-21 10:27 AM
Hawthorne chuckled at the woman’s smooth voice in his ear, enjoying the softness of her tone. He wasn’t used to such a thing. “Well we’ll see if I live up to your expectations. I might even exceed them. I’ll be expecting to see something from you later tonight as well. But let’s not discuss that out here.” The man pulled away, a glint in his eyes that could mean many things. But he said nothin else, merely sipping his own glass of wine as well. As all the people began eating and drinking and talking merrily, so too did the king to the queen. “I must admit, it was a pleasant surprise when my son came to me with a request to meet the princess of your kingdom. I have been searching for months to find a suitable match for him before he takes the throne. However my son’s reputation is equally infamous. But based on his descriptions and his interests in your daughter, I believe she will finally be the one to tame him,” the King said to the queen. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 10:40 AM
A glint of playfulness flashed across the princess’ features as she picked up the fork beside the plate in front of her. She began to eat, humming softly to herself at all the wonderful tastes that the food offered. Her people were much more used to fish and greens, but the fine meets and fruits that his feast was composed of seemed to be quite the refreshing palette for the young woman. The princess made an attempt to toy back with the prince, arching her back to accentuate her divine body and nudging his leg with her foot. She said nothing, instead listening in to whatever words she could make out from the king and her mother. “When we received your proposal, I had only wished my husband had been there to read it himself,” the queen began, “but my daughter reminds me of him every day, every bit of spite and pride he wielded as a weapon is there. I’m sure you’ll witness it eventually, she is on her best behavior for the night… for the prince’s sake I’m sure.” A soft chuckle escaped her withered lips, placing the lip of her chalice against her mouth for a sip before she would continue, “perhaps it is your son who will bring out the fierce dragon inside of her.”
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The king nodded, a touch of wistfulness in his eyes as well. “Unfortunately my wife was not able to see the occasion as well. At times I forget that we are still mortal despite our long lifespans. But it does my heart good knowing that he is warming to the idea.” Meanwhile Hawthorne smirked at the feeling of the woman brushing her leg against his under the table. He also was well aware of her showing off her shapely body, admiring her curves but only through glances. He had to keep up appearances of being a gentleman after all. He bowed his head towards the queen’s remark of him. “Well I’m looking forward to trying. Hopefully she warms to me before I bring the fire out of her. She seems far too kind and graceful to be interested in a fiery scoundrel like me. But I’ve been told I can be quite charming when I want to be,” he said teasingly as he raised a palm in front of him. From within it a small flame flickered to life, taking the form of a burning rose, eventually dissipating after a few seconds.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 03:25 PM
The princess couldn’t help but smile slightly to herself, knowing that her flirting was being received well. She decided that teasing him as much as she had was enough, and remained in her current spot. Once she had finished chewing the bite she had taken, she let her bright blue eyes focus intently on the fire rose that appeared in front of his hand. Her heart seemed to skip a beat, the very act of the prince being so charming with her was enough to make a young girl swoon… but Yvette was not as easy to impress. “What makes you think you know what I’d be interested in?” She said, though her words were accusing her voice was ever soft, something she had spent a long time perfecting. Every man she had ever met would underestimate her for her soft features and gentle aura. When she spoke for herself she turned her enemies white in shock, and Yvette had more than a scything tone under her sleeve. Her prince would not sweep her off her feet with a few compliments. She lifted a hand and took his into her own, moving it so that it was palm up in front of him and rested her own underneath his. Trickles of water began to flood over her fingers, weaving in between his own and swirling into a whirlpool in his hand. The whirlpool slowly began to rise until it resembled a small tornado, and just as quickly as the water had appeared, it retreated back into her hand. “I have my own party tricks, too… my love.” “Ah! Forgive my daughter.., such a show off I might say.” Her mother chuckled nervously, giving Yvette a small scowl. behave she whispered with her eyes, her blue eyes darkening in a warning.
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Hawthorne raised an eyebrow at the woman's question and was about to answer, but before he could begin to speak she grabbed his hand and performed a show of her own powers. He was enamoured with the tornado that appeared in his hand, the cool feeling much different than his fire. While he still held his poker face well, his eyes did widen and he began looking deep into her eyes, not breaking eye contact at all. Clearly, she had impressed the dragon. "No need to apologize your highness, I'm something of a showoff myself. I like a woman that can put on a show, as well as a woman who is strong. As for your question," he said, moving his hand so his palm was touching hers while interlacing his fingers with hers. "There's not a single woman who's managed to not wilt and wither under my company. Many have come to our kingdom and tried to broker a marriage, and all have returned home without a ring bearing my insignia. I'm sure you know of my infamous reputation as well. A woman would need to be able to weather my storms and dish them out in kind. I do not need a woman that will act subservient. I need an equal. But if I'm wrong, feel free to prove me wrong, Yvette. It's been a long time since I've had a proper challenge. If you can give me one I'd very much appreciate it." With that he kissed her hand again, making his father chuckle and clap his back. "As you can see your highness, your daughter's outspokenness is a welcome surprise," the king said to the queen with a smile, raising his own chalice of wine as a show of good faith. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 05:52 PM
”My daughter is anything but-“ the queen began, but she was quickly interrupted by her daughter who held her hand up and turned her intense gaze towards the prince. Her fingers interlaced with his own, squeezing gently as if she were challenging him with her very hand. “My people have spread rumors about the dragon of fire. I’ve heard many stories of the ruthless fire that could, and would, wipe countless homes from their very foundations. My ancestors bore a message, their words still drive me to this day: ‘a fire can incinerate what water can imprison.’ Do you know what they meant?” Her eyes flickered towards their hands, just before she lifted the other and placed it’s cool palm against his cheek. The water began to swirl around her fingers once more, tendrils of a wet, cool reminder of who she really was. “It means that while fire can destroy something, water can drown it. Many fear the powers of Fire… yet many underestimate the painful death of drowning. So I leave you with this warning, Hawthorne… do not cross me, or perhaps you will find your flames doused by my tide.” Her words spoke of a warning, yet an invitation. She wanted you to test her, to see the true Yvette. Yet, she warned that if you placed a foot out of line she would be quick to remind you of her equality. “I have never met a man that has not underestimated me… it seems that so far you have not. I do hope that becomes a pattern in our marriage.” Once finished, the princess turned back to her food and gently released his hand. She was hungry and tired from the long journey from her home, which she planned on never seeing again, and with that she was determined to finish her supper and move onto being situated into her room.
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The castle was stunned by Yvette's boldness, and against the prince of fire dragons no less. Even the King was shocked. The room fell silent, as if time had frozen. Hawthorne regarded the woman with her hand on his cheek, staring her right in the eyes. He could feel the power in her words. The power coursing through her veins. His smile had been replaced by a neutral expression, one that he usually wore in battle. Once she removed her hand, Hawthorne turned back to his own food, sipping his wine silently. The entire court could feel the tension in the air for minutes. No one dared to lift a fork nor spoon nor glass to their mouths until the prince did so. But he did not, merely sipping his wine silently. The tension was stifling. This was when the prince was said to be most terrifying. When his typically warm and bold demeanour gave way to cold silence, and a pointed look. It was the calm before the storm. Eventually King Azun cleared his throat, looking to his son with a mix of concern and also weariness. "Are you alright Hawthorne? You've barely touched your meal. Does it taste strange to you?" Hawthorne merely shook his head, putting down his now-empty wine glass, wiping his wine-stained lips on a napkin before turning towards his father. "No. The food is excellent as always. I'm not hungry for food. I have an appetite for something else. I'm looking forward to sating it later." He then stood up, turning to the princess. He regarded her silently for a few seconds, then turned to the Queen. "It was a pleasure to meet you. Enjoy the banquet." With that, the prince strode away from the table, footsteps echoing as he left the hall. King Azun paled at the departure of his son but he did his best to ease the tension, raising a glass. "Well let's not sit and let the food get cold or our cups run empty! Please enjoy yourselves!" The move mercifully was received well, and within minutes the room was alive again. But the empty chair would hold a presence.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 07:10 PM
A part of the princess felt that her words had been too harsh, that her first impression had been entirely ruined by her intense personality she had tried so desperately to hide. The other part of her reveled in the sheer fact that she had made the entire room go silent. It was true, the water dragons had been seen as the weaker family for centuries. How could water do as much damage as fire or earth? Even the ice dragons received a higher value. It ended here, with Yvette’s marriage to Hawthorne. She would show not only his people but her own that a water dragon could be just as powerful as the others - a force to not be fucked with. The princess avoided her mother’s gaze, who was quietly seething in her chair in anger. She had asked one thing of Yvette; to be nice. It most obviously was not met. .
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The rest of the feast was eaten with an elephant in the room, though it didn’t seem to phase her that he were not beside her. If she were to be queen, she wanted to be feared just as much as the prince was. To be respected as if she had just as much power that he did. Especially if their betrothal had an underlying note that the water army would be fighting in the war. Once finished, she was escorted to her room by a few of the maids. They were quiet, news of how the prince left the banquet spread like wildfire amongst the halls of the palace. She walked the halls with her head held high, unashamed by her show of bite. They brought her into the room, undressed her from her supper dress, and instead laced her into an evening gown. The aqua satin fabric draped softly over her body, the sleeves falling delicately off of her shoulders yet stretching to her wrists. They let her white hair down, which fell all the way to her waist in soft waves, and the skirt hugged her form tightly until the mids of her thighs, where it flared out to a small trail of intricate white lace. She looked at herself in the mirror as one of the maids tucked her hair behind her ear and placed a single red flower into her hair, “red looks lovely on you, m’lady..” she murmured, and the princess offered her a soft smile and thanks. She silently wondered where her prince had gone, dismissing the maids with a wave of her hand and only when they had been gone long enough to whisper a prayer twice did she escape the confinements of her room. Yvette quietly roamed the halls, unaccompanied, taking in every detail she possibly could of what was to be her future home… and subconsciously keeping an eye out for a tall man with dark hair.
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As the woman walked through the halls of the castle alone, she would not come face to face with the prince. All she would see was a litany of guards, maids, and other workers. Some looked at her with shock, others with fear, others with envy, and a few even showed some anger. Like they had been personally insulted. But none said a word. The remaining workers she crossed paths with silently avoided her gaze and walked faster to get away from her. All except one who scurried over to her. "Lady Yvette! I'm glad I found you," the young man spoke. He was a few inches shorter, with short cut brown hair and brown eyes. His ears were prominent, long with pointed tips and a warm blush colour. "I'm an errand boy for the King and....well you know. Umm, forgive me for asking but I heard of what happened at the banquet. Are you alright?" He asked with a kind tone and big eyes.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 07:23 PM
The princess stopped in her tracks, looking down at the young man that had approached her with soft eyes. “I am alright, thank you… you may tell the king that there is no need to worry, I can handle a little temper tantrum from his son.” She teased, placing her hands together in front of her and straightening her shoulders. She had not missed the looks she received, and even though she felt like she waded through enemy territory, she would not allow them to see the internal fear she held for what was to come. There were people in high places that would love to see her burn instead of marry their prince, but she would not give them fuel to place under her feet. Her blue irises seemed to soften as she gazed down at him, until she turned her gaze away and towards a large window to her side, “it was my fault the prince was upset, anyways.”
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The young man looked at her and shook his head. "No that not what I meant. I mean, I have seen the prince be angered before. It is not a pretty sight to put it mildly. He is not nicknamed "The Devil of the North" for just his exploits on the battlefield. He has never left a banquet before. He has had many suitors come here with their daughters looking to broker a marriage. None have succeeded. Many tried to placate him, massaged his ego shamelessly, only to be turned away the next morning. Some came with sharp tongues and attempted to antagonize the prince in front of his court. But he would never leave, or even drop his smile. He would simply trade remarks, until the would-be suitors would leave in shame or in tears." The boy paused for a moment, turning around to make sure he was not being heard by anyone, especially the prince himself. "But he has never left the banquet early. No one has seen him since. I don't know why he left. The smart guess would be he is angry, but he has never shied away from a woman. If I may though your highness: you came here to secure a marriage. But why?"
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 07:39 PM
The princess’ mind whirled with confusion as the boy spoke, her brows furrowing together slightly as she tried to denounce what it all meant. Her eyes lifted to scan the room, and for the moment they were alone. A soft sigh left her lips as she began to wonder where her prince had gone, and what about her that had caught the prince so off guard. She regarded the boy once more, debating wether or not she should speak to him freely but she knew there were plenty of men out there who would use her people, her weakness, against her. “The reasons behind my betrothal to the prince are many and complicated.” She answered simply, her otherwise soft tone hardening into an almost threatening tone. He should not ask any more questions, she did not trust him.
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The young boy paled in response to the change in the woman's tone, bowing his head quickly. "Forgive me your highness! I didn't mean to offend you! It's just...." Again the boy looked around, his head still bowed and not meeting her gaze. "Many times in the past nations have attempted to use marriage as a way to serve their own ends. Now I may not know everything about politics, but I understand why marriages like this happen. But many of the nations in the past also had selfish reasons for wanting a marriage secured. They know that the fire dragons are seen as the most powerful in terms of warfare and in industry. While I can't say their names I will say that some tried to use marriage to gain some of that power. But none of them acted like you. You held firm against the prince, enough to make him act in a way that no one ever has. I don't know why he left. And while I am worried about what that means for you....you don't seem like the type of woman who is here for selfish reasons." He looked up at her for just a second, giving her a sheepish smile before looking down again, straightening his posture. "In any case, forgive me for taking up your time. I wish you a pleasant night Princess Yvette. I must go check on the King." With that the boy turned around and scurried away, leaving Yvette alone again, the only sound in the halls being the crackling fires in the braziers.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 07:52 PM
The boy indeed left her with many things to talk about, and where one woman might feel regret for snapping at him for his seemingly innocent curiosity, Yvette could not risk information about her country getting into the wrong hands. Even in her own court there were many spies and enemies that would use any source of power they could get their hands on to overthrow the dragons. The princess let out the breath she had been holding in her chest once she was ready to turn back and head to her room. Her footsteps seemed to be the only sounds that echoed among the halls, except for the occasional crack of a fire. Her gaze flicked out of the windows each time she past one, as if she might catch a glimpse of the prince out there sharpening his blade or practicing his moves… or whatever he did when he was angry. Yvette returned to her room, settling among the extravagant vanity and brushing through her long hair before reaching for bed, preparing herself for the long day ahead tomorrow.
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Yvette would enjoy peace and solitude in her room for most of the night. Not a single soul or sound disturbed her as the moon drifted across the starry sky. However right as she would be feeling herself falling asleep she would hear a noise: footsteps. Slowly getting louder. Then quicker. Then harder. Approaching faster. With purpose and power behind each one. The small vibrations would give way to small clicks of boots on stone, which would give way to louder pounds. Just as the sound reached a peak, seemingly right outside her door, the air would go silent again. For about seven seconds, not a single noise would be heard from outside Yvette's door. But on the eighth, she would hear a knock on the door.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 08:06 PM
The princess enjoyed the peace and quiet of the night, having cracked open the window for a small whisk of fresh air here and there. Once she had finished brushing her hair, she settled among her bed and lay down with pillows scattered over her bed. She seemed restless, the new scenery of the red palace giving her every reason to feel uneasy. But, just as she would start to drift off, the sudden sounds of footsteps brought her to a sitting position. Her head swiveled towards the large door, her heart rate increasing with every step that grew closer. Whoever it was seemed.. angry. Perhaps not, maybe she was overthinking it. Either way, when they stopped in front of the door and nothing followed it only solidified her fear. She almost didn’t answer the knock, but curiosity got the best of her, and the princess found her slipping out of the bed and making her way to the door to pry it open just enough to peek outside, “I do hope this is an emergency… I shouldn’t be disturbed at this time of night.”
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At first the princess wouldn't see anything but an empty hallway, but sure enough a face would appear in front of the small crack. Illuminated by an orange coloured fire were the familiar golden eyes of the prince, staring intently at her. He seemed to have changed clothes as well but it would be hard to know for certain at this point. "I'm here to sate an appetite. After that you are free to sleep. Now are you going to let me in or not?" He wasn't so much asking as he was laying out the two ways this could go. Both seemed to end at the same destination. And his tone was firm. There was no jovial nature to it or light warmth. It was filled with the same tone that Yvette's voice had held at the banquet. Dangerous. Powerful. And not to be tested, though the option was there if one was feeling brave. Or foolhardy.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 08:17 PM
The princess’ eyes widened slightly as she saw the prince emerge into the dim light. She had… not expected him to visit her chambers at this time of night. Her chest filled with worry immediately, not for him but for her image. If anyone had seen him come to her chambers this late the maids would start talking and her purity would be questioned. But, she would be lying if the tone of his voice didn’t send a shiver down her spine. That same power that had shaken him enough to leave the banquet was what pushed the princess to open the door all the way and allow the prince to enter her chambers. “If anyone had seen you-“ she began, shutting the door behind the man and turning around to look at him intensely. Waiting, expecting some sort of good explanation. What appetite? What was so important you would risk the image of our betrothal?
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"I could order them to gouge their own eyes out if I wanted and they would obey," the man said coldly, cutting her off as he stepped inside, the fire in his hand going out, leaving wisps of smoke. In the moonlight his golden yellow eyes appeared even more warm. And unnerving. He was dressed maroon long sleeve, black pants and black boots. Functional and form fitting, the clothes showed off some of his physique which was muscled and lean. "Besides, no one is awake at this hour. Save for the guards outside the castle." He looked at the woman, but he walked past her, eventually coming to a stop behind her looking out the window. His silhouette cast a long shadow that engulfed the woman. "My Kingdom is not known for idle gossip. Especially not of the royal family. I have made sure of that. My father is known as the kind and warm King. Whereas I am the Prince of Fire. The Devil of the North. In my hands I hold the power to raze entire kingdoms to the ground. There is not a single army that has dared to cross our borders without permission in 18 moons. Even my own people have learned to thank the heavens when I am seen in good spirits, and pray to the Maker when I am seen irate. But I am not here to boast. I say all that so you know exactly who you are dealing with. So choose your next words wisely. My father is not here, nor does he know I am here." For a brief moment a flash of fire exploded from the man's body, enrobing him in fire. The heat was stifling, even if it only lasted a moment, leaving the man with smoke curling off him, his back still turned. "I am going to ask you a question. One simple question. You will answer truthfully. If you do not, you will see that Devil which all the other nations fear brought to life. And I have a keen ear for lies. Now listen and answer: what is your reason for seeking a marriage? (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 08:43 PM
Many women would’ve cowered in the very sight of the Prince’s presence, the fire of his passion passing flames into the air and threatening anyone who stood near. The princess did not cower, she did not flinch. Her blue irises slowly began to glow in the darkness as the prince seemingly threatened her. She stepped towards him, the markings on her back and right shoulder illuminating the same blue color which colored the room. From behind the princess’ small figure, a lithe figure stepped out from behind her skirts, a scaled figure leaping from the ground and flying towards the prince with a growl of anger. Her dragon, not entirely shifted but preforming to protect it’s vessel. It’s gleaming blue eyes blinked slowly in the darkness of the room, slithering through the air and wrapping around his form before returning to it’s owner and wrapping around her waist. “My love…” Yvette began, her steps bringing her cautiously towards the man without regard for her well-being. She did not believe he would hurt her, he had no reason to. “I do not want your fame. I do not want your power. My army is yours if you take this vow to fight alongside your own and win the war against the Ice Kingdom… all that I ask in return is aid for my people.” The princess was aware that she had to trust the prince if their betrothal was going to work, and she trusted he would not use her compassion for her subjects against her. “They are starving… Beatles ravaged our country at the beginning of the year and our crops were destroyed. If you aid my in saving my subjects… I am yours.” Yvette stopped just behind the prince, placing a gentle hand to his shoulder and pulling him to face her. She ignored the heat which radiated from his body, illuminated scales around her eyes creating the wrinkles of a dragon’s eyes. Again, she placed a wet touch to his cheek, but this time she looked into his eyes with no threat. She only wished to calm him, to prove that her words were the entire truth.
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Livewire 04-Dec-21 08:53 PM
The prince heard the growl of another creature behind him, rapidly coming forward but he did not move a muscle. He watched as it curled around his body, but again he did not move. There wasn't a drop of fear in his eyes. If he wished he could tear it apart. But it was not made of flesh and bone as he expected. It was a sort of spirit. Interesting. He stayed silent as the woman spoke, not even breathing too loudly so as to put her off her obstruct her words. He listened to her tone with the utmost attention, looking for even the slightest hint of deceit or hesitation to suggest she was not being truthful. But he heard nothing. Not even when she called him 'my love,' which was a first. Once she finished speaking, he found himself turned around and looking at her. He had a neutral expression but it was softer now. Less tense. He regraded her silently for a few more seconds, before finally replying. "The only reason you wish to marry me is to protect your people? To care for them? I am not naive princess. I know royal marriages are more about bargaining and mutual benefit than love. But that is all? You're willing to marry me just to save your people?" His voice was different this time. It was full of kindness and care, soft and gentle. Even when they had first met and eaten at the banquet it had hints of sharpness or sarcasm or power. But now he sounded like the most gentle man in the world, far different than his reputation would ever have a person believe.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 09:00 PM
The princess’ eyes slowly dimmed down, her display of power merely meant to convince the prince she was just as serious as he was. Her dragon returned to her side and slipped behind her to disappear. She stood in front of him, but a woman now instead of a being of ultimate power. Her soft touch moved up to touch his cheek as the moonlight illuminated her natural beauty. It reflected off of her hair and turned it silver, her skin almost glowing in the pure white light. “I had not felt pain until I saw my people dying in the streets…” she began, closing the distance between the two until they stood merely inches apart, “I had not known agony until I watched a child die in his mother’s arms because he was hungry.” Tears flooded into her lower eyelids, and it seemed that she was reliving those moments all over again, “I would give my life to bring him back…. But I can’t. So, yes. I would marry you to feed my people. I would give my fortune to watch them live.” Her fingers drifted down his cheek and eventually came to rest on the side of his neck, “I would risk living with a man I did not know just to be sure they did not die. My people mean everything to me.”
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The Prince did not like seeing a woman cry, especially not his betrothed. He raised his own hand for the first time tonight, moving it to her eyes and drying the tears away, the warmth that had been stifling before was now comforting in his hand. Not too hot. His hand smelled reminiscent of woodsmoke, like the rest of him. "You are the first woman that has come here and did not even attempt to flatter me, nor did you feign being impressed. You challenged me in front of my court. In front of my father. Even though you knew what kind of man I am. Or rather, what kind of man I have everyone outside of our borders believe I am." A small smile adorned his lips, barely visible but there nonetheless. "You truly are a noblewoman, and not just in status. You live up to the title. And you live up to what a wife should be: an equal. A partner that makes a man better." He sighed, his shoulders relaxing as he pulled his hand away from her face, immediately missing the feeling of her cool skin. "I know you do not wish to marry me, Yvette. And I am not interested in forcing a woman to chain herself to a man she does not truly love. So I will offer you something I have offered no one else: I will have our kingdom send yours food and supplies. Your people will no longer be hungry. You are free to leave in the morning with your mother. When you awake, storm to my father and tell him I insulted you. As much as it requires for him to beg your forgiveness and meet your terms. My name is not hard to mar, don't worry. No one will question 'The Devil of the North' doing such a terrible thing. No one will think badly of you for refusing marriage either. Thank you for sating my appetite. I will leave you to sleep peacefully now." With that, the man gave her one last glance and smile, before walking past her and preparing to leave the room. His arm brushed against hers as he reached for the doorknob, satisfied with his decision.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 09:30 PM
The princess was not blind to the obvious change in the prince's demeanor, and with every word he spoke it seemed that her heart warmed that much more. As her water calmed his flames, his flames warmed her heart. There was much more to this man than the rumors of his merciless temper and heartless existence. She could see that there was a man with a pure heart somewhere deep down, hidden by layers of lies and deception. Yvette was not deterred from the prince because of this, however, because she knew just as well that a Royal Dragon had to be strong. It was no secret that there were people who detested the rule of the beasts, that sometimes an image had to be upheld to retain respect. She found herself yearning for his touch the moment he let her go, and she thought about going after him. It was too generous for the man to offer her his supplies for nothing in return. She could only imagine how lonely it must be, to pretend to be this monster so respect was willfully given. "Hawthorne-" she called out, her eyes widened with grief for a slit second. She wanted to speak freely, to admit that since the moment she had met him there had been a part of her that wanted to stay... but how could she? What way was there for her to put it into words? She didn't know. "Thank you.." she relented, retiring her hands back to her sides and standing lonely in the middle of her room. "I've never met a man who is as wise and generous as you." She wanted him to know that, no matter what happened the next day. She thought he deserved to know.
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Hawthorne froze at the mention of his name, hand locked on the doorknob but not turning it. He had never been attracted to a woman like this before. Hell, he’d never even felt the need to show one this much kindness and courtesy. A part of him wished they had met on honest terms, where their feelings for each other were the only thing that mattered. But that was not the life he lived. Still, he hoped she didn’t think of him as a monster. Despite what she’d surely tell his father before leaving tomorrow to never return. A woman could never truly love a man like him. He knew it. Still he turned around at the compliment, laughing quietly and smiling at her. “Don’t flatter me, Yvette. It’ll only make me miss you more when you’re gone. Just go to sleep. By tomorrow this will all seem like a dream. For what it’s worth, you’ve certainly given me a lot to dream about,” he said, giving her one last look, admiring her beauty before opening the door and starting to walk away, back to his own chambers. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 04-Dec-21 09:54 PM
The princess once again thought about stopping him, her lips curling up slightly in response to his laugh. It was the first time she heard it... his laugh. His genuine reaction to her words. It was a sound she wouldn't mind hearing more often. He was warm with her, kind... and somehow that made her feel special. But, she had no words to express the multitude of emotions that were flooding every inch of her body. The woman bowed her head politely, and the worry for anyone seeing him leave her chambers had entirely dissipated. Let them see, she thought, so the fearsome Fire Dragon can prove he would protect the image of my purity. She let him go, now that exhaustion was calling her towards the bed where the sounds of the soft wind would eventually lull her to sleep. Yvette was woken by a maid knocking on her door and slowly pushing through, and she surprisingly woke with a happier look on her situation. The prince had somehow stole into her melancholy heart in just one day. It was... safe to say it was a miracle for him to do so. Still, Yvette felt it would be wrong to take advantage of his kindness and offer nothing in return. Yvette would stay and fulfill her duty to the crown, to her betrothal, not just for her people but because she was not afraid of him anymore. He needed her just as much as she had needed him, and the prospect of marrying the prince of the Fire Crown did not bring her disappointment. She almost felt like a little schoolgirl all over again, wondering what her relationship with the prince would bring her next. .
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The king and the queen had already settled among the less formal dinning table, still extravagant in its own means but not as large as the banquet hall. It seemed they were still waiting for the prince to join them when the princess arrived, the queen standing and opening her arms joyfully, "my dear... you look lovely." She scanned her daughter up and down, admiring the lavender dress that she had been covered with which exhibited a deep cut in the front, revealing that her dragon marking's head lay center on her sternum. "Good morning, mother," she replied, taking the seat which a servant pulled out for her. Her eyes flicked towards the doors periodically as she began to sip her morning tea, feeling as if another moment longer awaiting the man that flooded her dreams the night before would mean the death of her.
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The next morning, Hellek awoke in his chambers at the crack of dawn like he usually did, but chose to stay in his room until a worker was sent to fetch him. When the young boy who had spoken to Yvette the night before arrived again he awoke fully and began to get ready. He felt a pang of wistfulness in his heart. He wished that he and the water dragon princess could have been together. Still, he didn’t regret his decision. Sure his reputation would be even more notorious by now. Sure his father would probably discipline him for this. But at least she would be able to help her people. And she didn’t think he was all bad. She had been given a look at the man behind the mask. That was enough for him to feel somewhat at peace. After some time bad passed and he had prepared himself for the day, Hawthorne strolled down towards the room where his father usually met with him to eat when there were no guests. Despite being a showman, Hawthorne enjoyed being alone with his father. Even if he knew lashings would likely be his only breakfast for today. He stretched his arms over his head while yawning loudly, his white linen shirt riding up and exposing the lower bit of his toned torso as he entered the room. Unaware that there would be people there other than his father. “Morning Fath-ACK!” he said, nearly choking on air at the sight of Yvette and her mother. They shouldn’t have been there! They should have left by now! He dropped his arms and adjusted his linen pants of the same colour while approaching, glancing at the woman. “Ahem, pardon me. Good morning father, and your Highnesses. I thought you would have left by now. I trust you have spoken to my father and made arrangements by now, Yvette,” he said as he took a seat across from from the princess, beside his father. He tried not to stare too much at the beauty who would be leaving soon surely. But the sight did make his heart skip a beat or three. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 06:07 AM
The princess had just finished taking a sip of her tea when the doors to the breakfast hall were pushed open and she was met with the sight of the prince. Her cheeks immediately blushed from his casual attire, and the slight peak of his skin she had unintentionally stole. Her soft blue gaze lowered to look into the tea of her cup, a smile creeping across her salmon lips before she address his question, “I do believe that you should be included in those arrangements, my lor-… Hawthorne. After all, you said you wished to have an equal as a bride.” Once she finished speaking, she peered up at him over the lip of her tea cup, her cheeks still burning red at the very thought of how unconventional their relationship already was. He had visited her chambers late at night, and now he was sitting across from her at a table barely wearing any clothing. Her mother let out a soft giggle of embarrassment, placing a loving hand on her shoulder and brushing a piece of her soft white hair over her ear, “it seemed Yvette got a restful night of sleep, your highness… I hope you did as well.” Her wrinkled fingers ran through my soft curls which had two braids framing the princess’ head like a crown, the rest falling in waves along her back. Her eyes did not leave his figure, a sense of determination laying behind the ocean of her irises. She did not intend on leaving, and hoped you would realize that. (edited)
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Despite sitting still, the prince's head was spinning. He tried to rationalize what was happening. Yvette's mother seemed happy, and his father did not show any hints of anger. When he returned his gaze to the woman sitting across from him on the other end of the table he noted the determined look in her eyes that were locked on him. He could only surmise that she hadn't done as he had told her to last night. Her supposed actions confused him, but also made him feel more attracted to her for reasons he couldn't quite explain. "Well I'm not sure about my own night, but I can tell you that the kingdom rests easy when I lay my head to my pillow," he said with a halfhearted chuckle, making himself a cup of tea as well, glancing at Yvette occasionally. Each time his eyes were met with hers he felt a stirring grow in his body. "Our youngest servant tells me he spoke to you late last night. From what they tell me, you spent your night in your chambers, meditating and writing. Now I understand what you meant when you said you had 'a different appetite to sate' at the banquet," the king said in a happy tone, patting his son on the back. "Methinks you were unprepared to taste the wines of love and needed time to digest it. When I met your mother, I too needed time alone to think. Truth be told, I never thought I would see the day a woman would make you feel the same way my son." The King then turned to the Queen and her daughter, bowing his head to both of them respectfully. Hawthorne meanwhile sipped his tea silently, finding it hard to not stare at the lovely princess sitting across from him. There was tension between them once again, but unlike the banquet this tension was more romantic. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 06:50 AM
The queen let out a lighthearted chuckle as well, her eyes searching over the King’s aged features as she reminisced in the days where she had met her husband. “When the King and I were betrothed, he spent quite a bit of time sulking around the castle. He had his fun entertaining quite the amount of young ladies in his youth and I would not let his charms tempt me. It’s wonderful what a challenging partner can do to you, igniting a passion that you yourself did not know you had.” The queen was a knowing woman, and she too could feel the tension between the prince and her daughter. Nothing made her happier than seeing that ferocity that her husband had inhibited escaping her daughter. The princess cast one more look at her betrothed before gently setting her tea down and standing from her chair. “Thank you for breakfast, your grace, but it seems that I have matters at hand regarding our arrangement. If you’ll excuse me,” she said, floating eloquently around the table and behind the king towards the door. She secretly brushed her arm against the Prince’s back as she past, daring him to follow her or to not… either way, she would be staying in the castle indefinitely. Her graceful form disappeared out into the hall, leaving her company staring after her with surprise in their gazes.
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Hawthorne did not have his usual hunger this morning, and even if he did he would not have wanted to eat as voraciously as he usually did. He didn’t want to look like an animal in front of his guests. Especially not before he figured out what was going on. He thought about asking his father if she had said anything to him about last night, but before he could say anything he watched as Yvette got up. The brush of her arm was a simple gesture, but it set him on fire internally. He didn’t care how foolish or lovesick it made him appear, he could iron out his reputation later. For now his mind was set on one thing, and he followed it out of the hall. “Young love,” the King mused, sipping from his own mug, sunwrinkles around his face showing he was smiling. ————————————- It didn’t take long for the prince to catch the princess, especially with how fast he had been walking. “Hey! Yvette!” He half hissed, trying to keep from yelling as he gently grabbed her arm and turned her around to face him. “What are you doing? I told you to talk to my father and make the arrangements to get supplies for your people. I thought you would have been long gone by now.” Despite his words, his tone suggested that he wasn’t upset that she was still here. Quite the opposite in fact. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 07:50 AM
The princess had made her way gracefully a few paces down the hall before she was surprised by a calloused hand wrapping around her arm and turning her around to face it’s owner. Her concerned gaze immediately locked onto the prince’s orange eyes, and a small smile lifted the corners of her lips. She could only imagine how confused he was, and a part of her enjoyed seeing him a bit frustrated. “Do you believe to have power over my decisions, Hawthorne?” She teased softly, her eyes lowering towards his lips for a moment before she forced them to return to his eyes. “last night you offered to help my people without anything in return,” she began and turned her head downwards in a bit of embarrassment for what she was about to admit next, “and I found myself more than admiring your compassion. You are not forcing me to marry you, my lord… I’m staying of my own free will.” As much as I felt nervous to speak freely around you, I dared to do so, my features hardening before once more regarding your gaze hopefully, “if you’ll have me.” I was tempted to touch you again, to feel your skin against my own and drink in the very infatuating touch until I could take it no longer.. but I hesitated in fear that you would push me away, or that it would be indecent to do so.
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"What??? No! I never thought....I don't think....I..." Try as he might, the young prince would find himself tongue tied for the first time in his life, stunned by the woman and not just by her beauty. She spoke with conviction, not a drop of hesitation in her. And once again, she uttered not a single lie. Her voice was alluring and bewitching, like a siren's. Her comments made his head spin, and he was starting to enjoy the feeling. "You....you really wish to stay here with me? Of your own accord?" The questions come out in a shaky tone, signalling the man's disbelief as he gently let go of her arm, but moved his hand down to hold hers. He thought about letting go completely, but he couldn't bear being unable to touch her so soon after initiating it. "Of course I will have you. If you are willing to do the same," the man finally said, completing a thought in the same strong tone he was known for. He stepped forward just a bit, closing some of the distance but still leaving some between them. Though he regretted doing so, because now his mind was screaming at him to close the distance completely. He wanted her. And it was getting harder and harder to resist the almost magnetic attraction to the water dragon princess.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 08:29 AM
As the distance between the two dragons closed, the princess could feel her chest tightening in excitement. She wanted him too, the feeling of his touch against her skin was akin to a drug that dared to create an unhealthy addiction. No man had intrigued the woman quite like the Fire Dragon, as his words spoke volumes in what little he would say. His presence was enough to make her knees weak, and she found herself unable to resist the temptation to touch him any longer. Yvette lifted her hand to press it against his cheek once more, her delicate fingertips brushing aside a stray piece of his raven hair so she could see every inch of his perfect features. “Behave yourself, my love…” Yvette felt the tug of his lips to her own, a magnetic force that was hard to resist but she must. Her dignity as a princess was the only thing that made her suitable for marriage, and if perhaps for some reason they did not marry she could not risk tainting her image. As much as she wanted to. “How is it you frighten me yet intrigue me in the same sentences?” She whispered, though when she said frighten she did not mean through violence, but instead emotion. He was mysterious and reserved, and she wondered if the glimpse of the man she saw the night before was too a facade or if he was truly a kind and giving beast. She knew she could fall for the man in the moonlight… but could she trust that was his true self?
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The man chuckled at her chiding, leaning into her touch the second her hand touched his cheek this time. His mind suddenly remembered who he was supposed to be: the charismatic dragon whose intensity and unquestionable charm both intimidated and melted every woman who he had ever met. He placed his free hand on her waist, gently grasping her perfect figure. Even through her clothes he could feel her soft and smooth skin, and that made the desire in his heart burn even hotter. "You're one to talk. You've been the one eager to touch me any way you can since the moment we met. I haven't forgotten about your leg brushing against mine under the table," he said in a low seductive voice, lips inching closer and closer to hers, until she would be able to feel his warm breaths break against her own rosy lips. The scent of woodsmoke and citrus would be identifiable to her as well. "You know...my reputation would suggest that I would not hesitate to take you right here in the middle of the hall. To savour every inch of you. But you've seen the man behind the mask. The only person currently living that has done so outside of my family. I do not care for what others think of me. But for the sake of your reputation, I will hold back for now. I would hate to sully your name until the marriage is official...." He paused, leaning in towards her ear to whisper the end of his statement. "...my love."
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 08:47 AM
It was true, the rumors… the prince was entirely skilled at making a woman shrink under his gaze. Every inch that dissipated between them seemed to bring her closer and closer to a spontaneous death… or, it at least felt that way as her heart rate spluttered sporadically and her cheeks grew more and more pink. The princess’ touch moved from his cheek and trailed down along the side of his neck, a feathered touch of silky skin against his own, until her palm pressed against his upper left chest. She allowed a single breath to escape her lips as his lips nearly brushed her own, and it was entirely apparent that his hand on her waist made her knees just a bit weak. “I…” Yvette attempted to speak, but just as she had made him speechless before, he had done the same to her. The simple fact that he announced her obvious desperation to touch him made her blush in embarrassment, feeling a hint of guilt for her temptation of the flesh, but Yvette would not back down without a fight. “You speak as if you have not felt the same… as if your hand is not pulling me against you. You want me to believe it’s because you are a sultry, charismatic man, but I know the truth…” Yvette turned so her lips brushed ever so faintly against his ear, “the moment I stepped onto your land you’ve wanted to touch me.” The princess forced herself to push the prince away gently and take a small step back, “but what is our wedding night if not the first time we hold each other?”
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Hawthorne chuckled as they whispered into eachother’s ears, enjoying the feeling of her hand against his strong chest. “True, but there’s a difference between you and I: I am known to the world as a scoundrel and a rogue that enjoys the sight and company of women despite having never slept with one. Partially because I have never met a woman who could keep up. But you are known as an angel. A caring woman that guards her chastity with her life. And yet here you are, aching for me already.” As she pushed away gently he chuckled despite a part of him being sad that he could no longer feel her. At the same time, the chase was invigorating. The feeling of courting a woman that didn’t fall at his feet was enjoyable. “Your mother hoped I would unlock your fire. It appears I am succeeding in corrupting you,” he teased. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 09:35 AM
”You’ll have to do much better than that to corrupt me, darling…” She responded, her voice the sweetness and roll of a purr, like a fierce feline, powerful her subdued… for now. Yvette lifted a hand to brush a piece of her hair from her featured as she regained her composure, a soft smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she turned on her heel and began walking down the hall once more. “I expect to see you at the council meeting later today to discuss the details of our marriage. Try not to miss me too much, Fire Dragon.” Her voice grew quieter as she disappeared down the halls, rounding a corner towards her chambers and vanishing from his sight. Only once the princess was safe in her chambers did she lean her back against the door that separated her from the outside world, her cheeks burning in a bright red as her mind recalled how his breath felt against her lips. She imagined what it would’ve felt like to kiss him, to scandalously entertain a physical relationship with the prince before they were wed. Her guilty pleasure was but a daydream, as she envisioned the prince turning and pressing her up against the wall, his hands exploring her body as hers did his. She shook her head bashfully, returning to her vanity to brush through her hair and await her maids to return to her chambers to dress her in a more formal dress.
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Livewire 05-Dec-21 10:49 AM
“Likewise,” the prince called after her, watching her beautiful figure sway as she walked out of view. Once she was gone he too turned away and walked back to his room, a big smile on his face. As soon as he got to his room and closed the door, he started dancing and strutting around the room. Small flames flickered all over his body showing his excitement. He had never looked forward to a council meeting, but now he hated all this free time he had. As he prepared and dressed for the occasion, the woman filled his thoughts, slowly becoming his new favourite obsession. ——————— Finally it was time for the meeting and Hawthorne walked with purpose out of his room, dressed immaculately. He wore all black attire, with a gold signet ring on his finger with a golden necklace around his neck with a pendant of his family’s crest hanging from it, sitting on his neck neatly and glowing a warm golden colour that matched his eyes. He was so excited he arrived at the meeting a bit early. He took a seat across from where his future wife would be, staring at her seat longingly.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 11:19 AM
The maids eventually came back into her room, and somehow a rumor had already spread through the palace that the two of them had been seen flirting in the hallways. Whatever had been said was enough to make the maids giggle and blush in excitement, and they announced that they would be sure she was dressed extravagantly for her future husband until our wedding night. They delivered pinned her white hair into a long fishtail braid, fitting for the Water Dragon, and pairing it with a color she had not suspected of dress - red. Were the maids trying to impress her betrothed even further? Especially since the dress was further more revealing than her previous ones, an off the shoulder low-cut bodice with a wide corset lacing in the back. At this point all of her dragon’s markings would be for any eyes to see, complimented by the golden detail that framed the bodice of the dress with intricate swirls and designs. The bodice was made of velvet, creating a lovely ‘v’ as it fell below her hips and the skirt flayed around her legs beautifully. The skirt made up entirely of layers of chiffon. If she had stepped into the light it would be entirely possible for someone to see the feint shadows of her slender legs. Truly, the maids had outdone themselves. . The princess was led to the council’s room by a young woman who seemingly bounced with each step in excitement, opening the door slowly for Yvette to make a grand entrance. It seemed too theatrical for the princess, but who was she to complain? Her eyes searched the room quickly to find her prince, and once they did her stiff shoulders seemed to relax ever so slightly. A soft gleam in her eyes sparkled in the light of the sun that reached through the windows and caressed her right side. She made her way dutifully to her chair, slipping into its cushion quietly before placing a gentle hand to the small pendant she wore around her neck, a small golden rose.
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Livewire 05-Dec-21 11:42 AM
After what felt like an eternity of agony, Hawthorne heard the opening of doors in front of him. His head snapped up from staring at Yvette's chair just in time to see the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. As the princess made her way into the room, Hawthorne's eyes raced up in down, hungrily taking in every detail they could. She looked like she had descended from the high heavens. And yet in alluring that rose-red dress she looked like the definition of a 'femme fatale.' If she was the death of him, he would die a happy man. As she took a seat, the man did his best not to ogle her figure, keeping his eyes locked on hers the way a gentleman would. Though he did find his sight drawn to her pendant, admiring the craftsmanship. It was beautiful, intricately designed, and timeless. Just like the woman herself. "My my my, are you trying to tempt me my love? I've already made a vow to remain gentlemanly until our honeymoon. If you keep dressing so stunningly, I fear it will be the hardest feat I have ever achieved." He spoke with obvious desire, but there was a hint of chivalry. He was being completely candid with her. He was not virtuous enough to pretend she was not a feast for the eyes, but he would restrain himself because she desired it. Though he did need to pinch himself several times under the table to keep his blood from boiling over. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 12:20 PM
”Perhaps I enjoy tempting you, watching a dragon prince squirm is not something every woman can accomplish.” She responded, leaning a bit closer to the man with a slight twinkle in her sapphire eyes, “I can only imagine what you’re thinking about right now, my love.” Her words dripped like honey from her red tinted lips, and it was evident that Yvette had quite the charming side herself. The princess slowly straightened her back, giving little room for the prince to respond to her before a few more people filtered into the room with them. The men regarded the dragons, placing their hands together in front of them and bowing respectfully, “your highness, princess.” They king red and black robes symbolized their status as the royal council, but only one wore a intricate broach on his left shoulder. The king’s hand, Yvette thought to herself, her ever curious gaze wandering over the small crowd of people that took their places in front of the dragon couple. “We’d like to begin with the ceremony. The grand hall will make a fine location for when you take your vows-“ Yet the princess interrupted the man’s booking voice, “is it customary to hold the ceremony in the palace? It seems such a waste when such a beautiful garden lays outside.” Her eyes narrowed as the men shifted uneasily in their chairs, as if it was wrong of her to speak up. “Or… shall we ask the prince what he thinks?” She said, turning her attention towards the man beside her. Her face contorted seriously, her eyes searching his own as her brow steadied and her lips pursed slightly. She expected a bit of backup. She was, after all, his equal.
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Livewire 05-Dec-21 12:38 PM
The members of the red dragon court sat on one side of the table, while the prince and princess sat on the other. Hawthorne smiled at his father sitting in the centre of his advisors, who seemed to be in high spirits. The sight made the normally fierce dragon loosen just a bit, slight wrinkles appearing the corners of his eyes. A few draconic markings also appeared around his eyes, but most of his were hidden under his clothes. He listened intently as the advisors began speaking, preparing a reply when all of a sudden the advisors were interrupted by Yvette. The men bawked at her as she spoke. It was customary for women to wait until the men were finished speaking, if women were present at all. They looked at the man after she steered their attention to him. They looked at him expectantly with raised eyebrows. But despite the surprise the man did not miss a beat when speaking, every word polished and precise and filled with confidence. “The palace is a sacred place. My father and mother were wed here. Our kingdom’s future has frequently been decided here. But then again, that garden was my mother’s joy. She always held a reverence for nature, and rightly so. I would not mind an outdoor wedding. And if that is what my bride desires….” He paused, looking over at her and taking her head in full view of everyone, lacing his fingers through hers. “…then I am happy to indulge her in any way she pleases.” “But Sire! Surely you know that the tradition-“ one of the advisors began to say in shock, before the Prince turned and gave him an infamous look that was as piercing as the sharpest arrow. Immediately the advisor silenced themselves, though they did look at the woman in wonderment. It was unlike the prince to speak so kindly and be so accommodating, at least at first.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 12:51 PM
The princess was pleasantly surprised as her fiancé spoke on her behalf. She understood the importance of the palace, but perhaps it was time to create new memories. After all, this would be the first time two dragon kingdoms would marry. Since the dawn of time the 4 kingdoms were at war with each other, some more cordial than others, but never had the kingdoms entertained such a thing… until now. The woman turned her eyes back towards the men, her features hardening as she stared at them, daring them to speak against her wishes again. A few of the men seemed to stare back defiantly, underestimating the princess just as many had done before. No matter, she would eventually show her true power and they would be helpless to bow. Yvette’s fingers curled softly into his own, the pad of her thumb gently roaming over his knuckles as she regarded the council. “For the feast, I wish to have delights from my country just as plenty as delights from this one. I’m sure the council will enjoy a finely cooked bluefin, as i assume you’ve never tasted one before.” Her words were tender, treading lightly as to not make an entirely bad impression on these powerful men. She had her desires for the wedding, but she would not intend on changing the entire culture of her betrothed.
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Livewire 05-Dec-21 01:07 PM
The advisors had planned to speak about the food arrangements next, but they stayed silent as the woman spoke. Most of the men appeared respectful, especially the ones closest to the king, but a few tried to shoot the woman pointed looks as she spoke, some being bold enough to roll their eyes or smirk at her like they weren't taking her seriously. That was a mistake to do in front of Hawthorne who would not have any of it. As she finished speaking one of them that had been disrespectful scoffed and was about to speak, only to be cut off by a burst of orange fire that erupted from the man's mouth, making them shriek and turn to him in horror. The mans stared at every single one of them, dark smoke curling out of his now closed mouth, his free hand clenching into a fist and then pointing at each of them. A small blue flame flickered from the fingertip of his right index finger, letting them know he had much more searing flames if they dared step out of line. "Let us make something understood. This woman is my future wife. You know what my father used to say? That a wife is her husband's equal, no exceptions. As such you will show her the same respect you would me, and you would be wise to fear her in an equal amount. But in case you still do not heed this command know this: she is MY woman, and anyone who knowingly disrespects her will answer to ME." The man's voice boomed through the room, ferocity and anger laced through each word, until the men were shaking in their seats. Aside from his father who simply chuckled at the sight of his son being the fearsome dragon he knew he was, but in a more protective manner. Hawthorne let the silence hang in the air for a few seconds to hammer his point home before turning to Yvette, the anger on his face softening into a still-sharp smile. "We export most of our sea catches. I'm sure it would be a new experience. Our livestock are second to none. I'd be happy to prepare you a elk steak. I'm something of a cook myself."
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 01:33 PM
It was rather exhilarating to see the prince quickly lose his temper on his council members on behalf of Yvette. She knew that she could’ve easily handled it herself, if need be, but perhaps she would save a show of strength for another time. For now, she allowed Hawthorne to speak for her, her eyes calmly washing over each trembling council member with a knowing curl of her lips. She turned to her betrothed, her features almost immediately melting into a sweet grin. Her eyes sparkled each time she looked at him, especially after a show like that. “The feast last night was foreign yet invigorating all at the same time. They say when a dish is prepared for you by someone you care about it tastes ten times better. I would love to taste your cooking.” Yvette placed her other hand atop of the one that held onto her own so she could give it a gentle squeeze. Eventually she turned back to the council, her eyes illuminating slightly in blue, “perhaps the council has anything else to discuss with us?” One of the men nervously cleared his throat, reaching up to loosen his collar slightly and look into the princess’ eyes. “W-we still need to discuss the choice of music for the festivities, and the drink. What would your highnesses request?” His voice seemed to almost shrink behind the very fire of the prince, and the men dare not make any more disrespectful advances towards her words or her presence.
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Livewire 05-Dec-21 01:46 PM
King Azun was amused by the fear in his advisors. He would have punished them for his insolence if his son had asked, but he knew of Hawthorne's insistence to get his own hands dirty and no one else's. He also noted how harmonious the couple was. It seemed even more perfect than he imagined. Though he would admit, he had feared this would never happen. His son was a firebrand, and he had high standards for his spouse. So far, Yvette was exceeding even those lofty ambitions. Hawthorne meanwhile was sorely tempted to kiss Yvette's hand again. Or perhaps other parts of her body. His mind was equal parts respectful and absolutely filthy, the animal inside him barely being kept at bay. "I'm looking forward to it as well," he said simply, already eagerly planning a feast he would prepare for her. At the shaky words of the council, he turned to face them which made them flinch. Despite not being pure evil, he revelled in his ability to inspire fear both on and off the battlefield. Fear was powerful after all. "Our finest meads, wines, and fresh juices are well known and easily produced in large amounts. But seeing as how my wife comes from a land more in tune with nature, perhaps she has some ideas on the refreshments. As far as music is concerned, the princess and I can curate the symphonies with the musicians on our own time. Alone, if she wouldn't mind such a thing," he said, looking over at her with a playful look in his eyes. "But your highness, you are known for your ability to plan festivities. Do you really require he-" The advisor's words were cut off by the man's face turning towards him and starting to harden again, which instantly made him quiet. "This marriage is not merely for me, nor is it one done out of need. It is done out of want. And with that in mind, it will be a mix of what I want, and also what my wife would want. Besides, even the finest blade can be sharpened. Perhaps the princess can plan an event better than I ever could." -
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The advisors were stunned. Even the prince's father was surprised. Never before had this man asked for help or said his work could be improved upon. As far as they had known, he had never known an equal. And yet here he was, giving this woman so much power and respect. The actions of the man changed the advisors more than any amount of fear could. Now all of them looked towards her expectantly, some with widened eyes of shock waiting to hear her speak.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 02:19 PM
The sudden silence of the room after the councilman had attempted to once again disrespect the princess was crushing. Any feeble woman (or man) might’ve shrunk under the pressure of multiple eyes directed towards them but Yvette would not show weakness. The princess gently released the prince’s hand before she stood to her feet, looking down at the seated men. “I am aware that things are not done this way by your people, but with the war raging on your borders it has come to a time where we may break traditions to create a new, better nation. The prince’s people will no longer be just his, the same will go for mine. We will rule over them together with a fierce yet merciful hand, and if this is to be true I will tolerate no more blatant disregard for my powers. The prince and I will plan the wedding together, as our marriage will be between two not one. It has been a pleasure, my lords, but I believe it is time you leave to begin your perspective preparations for the celebration.” The female dragons tender voice had instantaneously hardened, the ferocity in her voice hard to miss as her tongue moved quickly and eloquently in her mouth. As the prince’s presence would fill a room effortlessly, a simple shift in the princess’ stance could easily shift the attention to her sharp features and witted tongue. The men would be wise to understand this rule, as the water dragon would not allow a man’s world to denounce her power. Once she had finished, the princess turned to her future husband and bowed respectfully to him, “my love.. would you be so kind as to show me to the kitchens? I’d like to have a word with the staff.” It was night and day how she spoke to the councilman versus how she spoke to the prince. Whereas her skiving remarks could bring a man to his knees, her soft tone and loving tremble to her voice was solely reserved for him. That much was evident to anyone who witnessed it.
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Livewire 05-Dec-21 02:37 PM
The councilmen swallowed hard, looking to the prince and then to the king. Neither of them contested the woman's orders, and as a result they all got up and left, their steps much shakier than normal. In a matter of seconds, only three people remained in the room. The king, his son, and his soon-to-be daughter in law. "I must admit my child, you surprise even me. Three cheers to you. And to my son," he said, looking at the young man knowingly, a mischevious twinkle in his old eyes. "It seems your fire is rubbing off on her. Or perhaps you are simply unlocking what was already inside her. In either case, it makes my heart warm seeing you two together. I'm sure your mother would be proud, Hawthorne. No go, show your bride what she desires." Hawthorne in turn smiled at the woman, pride and love in his eyes for her as he nodded. "Of course. Come, my love," he said, rising from his chair and lifting her gently as well, keeping a warm grip on her hand as he lead her out of the council room towards the kitchen. ---------------- Once they were away from the council room, Hawthorne looked around to make sure no one was around, before spinning on his heels, pulling Yvette behind a column and pressing her back gently against the column. He leaned in, resting his forehead on hers, one hand on her cheek while the other touched her waist, not squeezing it this time though. While he looked into her eyes, she would feel that his hand was much warmer, his skin slightly rougher. Evidently the man had worked with his hands a great deal, but they gave a feeling of safety and comfort. "You put on quite a show in there, and I loved every second of it. It is going to be hard for me to control myself with a fierce, beautiful woman like you constantly acting like that. So fierce and fearless... for the sake of your chastity, I advise you to stop being so tempting. At least until the wedding night," he whispered seductively, breathing hot breaths onto her face. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 03:04 PM
The princess followed the man out of the room quietly once he rose and led her away. She was entirely expecting to be simply led away from the room and to the kitchen but was shocked when she was drug into the shadows and pressed against a column by his rough hands. Yvette’s heart seemed to skip a few beats as her eyes locked onto his own, her hands having instinctively meeting his biceps to hold onto him when he decided to surprise her by kidnapping her into the shadows. Every hot breath against her lips seemed to travel straight through her skin and all the way to her hips, which subconsciously pressed against his desperately. His words caused a shudder of excitement to pass through every one of her limbs, a rampage of goosebumps parading across her porcelain skin as the threat of being found out like this only seduced her further. It was scandalous, seductive… hot. Of course the prince would do something that she would describe as hot. “It seems that now i am not the one who can’t keep their hands off the other.” she whispered back, the movement of her lips making her skin brush against his own temptingly. “Would you rather me be meek and submissive, my prince?”
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Livewire 05-Dec-21 03:13 PM
The brush of her lips against his almost sent the prince careening off the edge, the beast in him begging to be let off the chain. He wanted to kiss her so badly. For a few moments the thought of ravaging her out in the open passed through his mind. The thought of her beautiful voice screaming his name and the sound echoing through the halls was unbelievably tempting. He pressed her up against the pillar a bit more, staring deep into her eyes with a smirk. “Absolutely not. I’ve never met a woman who could match me before. You better not even dream of stopping now. Understood, my love?” He spoke in a way that was incredibly seductive, his question being more of a demand. He was completely infatuated with her, and for good reason. “Soon enough, neither of us will need to hold back and we’ll be able to indulge ourselves. But for now, let me take you to the kitchen you wanted to see so badly,” he said, moving away from her but not before running a finger down her cheekbone and to her neck, stopping at her collarbone but making it clear that he wanted to go further down where her dress flattered her figure. “Red is an excellent colour on you by the way. Dangerous to be worn around a hot blooded prince though,” he teased with a chuckle, finally letting go of her body completely and stepping out of the shadows, winking at her. Inviting her to follow him in a similar way she had done to him the day before, as he walked away towards the kitchen. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 03:27 PM
Yvette’s body had entirely molded to his own, as if begging and ready to be taken here in the hall of the palace… but she knew just as well as him that they could not do as we wished. That did not stop her from imagining it. Imagining his hot skin against hers as their clothes fell passionately from their bodies to allow them the joys of the flesh. Her mind wandered as his lips hovered dangerously close to her own and she wondered if he would dare to close the last small gap between them… but she was wholly disappointed. When he let her go she felt a sudden and desperate need to feel him against her once more, but she was powerless to make that happen. At least for now. So the princess allowed her breathing to slowly return to normal and her heart to begin to rest, her cheeks burning in a deep red as she stepped out of the shadows and followed after the Prince. She caught up to him in a few confident strides, linking her arm with his own as he lead her to the kitchen.
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Livewire 05-Dec-21 03:44 PM
Hawthorne smirked as the woman caught up to him and linked his arm with hers, the feeling being a small consolation that satisfied his desire to feel her touch. The happiness he felt was clear as day on his face, and it made the walk to the kitchen seem much shorter. Before they knew it the pair had entered the large room where tens of chefs worked, brandishing all manner of utensils. As they worked, one man watched over all of them, giving instructions until he saw the prince and his betrothed. Immediately the man waved happily and walked over. As he got close, Yvette would note that the man’s sandy blonde hair tied back neatly in a bun and covered in a hairnet. “Ah, welcome my Liege! It is a pleasure to have you in my kitchen again.” The chef then looked to Yvette and bowed respectfully, keeping his gaze focused on the prince so as not to ogle his woman. “And this must be your betrothed. It is an honour to meet you, your highness.” Hawthorne smiled, turning to Yvette. "Yvette, this is Jacque, the head chef of our home. The finest in all the kingdom. Feel free to ask him any questions you may have. He's a good man. Very respectful as well," he said teasingly, referring to her handing the advisors their asses on a silver platter. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 03:54 PM
As the two walked into the kitchen, the princess’ eyes wandered the expanse of it’s wondrous tools and workers. It was beautiful, in its own way, and Yvette admired how the kitchen seemed to work so harmoniously. Her head turned to the head chef and a bright smile crossed her features, “are you prepared to cook bluefin tuna? Perhaps puffer fish? I would be delighted to see caviar within the feast.” The princess seemed to lose her composure, excitement of her homeland’s foods causing an almost childlike grin to curl the corners of her lips. “I am sorry..” she relented, looking away bashfully as her cheeks once again illuminated in pink, “I feel as though a taste of home would make our wedding that much more enjoyable… I’m getting ahead of myself.” Yvette gently placed a hand on the prince’s arm, wrapping her fingers around his arm and squeezing ever so gently as if checking that was indeed still beside her.
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Livewire 05-Dec-21 04:01 PM
The prince chuckled at the woman's sudden giddiness, as did the chef. "If I may be so bold my Prince, please tell the Princess it is quite alright for her to be happy here. I would, but I do not think I would be permitted to speak to your betrothed so freely." Hawthorne laughed openly, patting the man on the back. "Give it a rest my friend, you're alright." "As far as your question your highness, I have cooked those things before, and I am prepared to do so again if you like. I could source some ingredients from our fishery. Do you have a specific recipe you would like me to follow? Or a preferred method of cooking?"
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 04:13 PM
The princess allowed a bashful smile to cross her lips once more, her eyes lifting once more to look to the chef, “I shall send word to the chef at the water palace, and ask him to send instructions for you to prepare.” She said softly, turning her head back to the prince and lifting a hand to turn his chin towards her so she could look into his eyes as she spoke, admiring the intensity of his gaze which seemed to only soften for her, “and for my prince. I want you to have a day in this, too, my love. Our appetites will not be easily quenched on our wedding night.” The chef seemed to blush at Yvette’s words, picking up on her subtle flirt with the prince and letting a nervous chuckle leave his lips. “Well… perhaps you two could make a list and return it here before the wedding so I may prepare.” He said, bowing his head to the dragons and snapping his head back towards the sounds of banging metal, “what in the devil is going on over there!“ Before the princess could thank him he had stormed off into the kitchen to figure out what the commotion was. Yvette let a soft giggle warm her lips as she gazed up into the Prince’s eyes, her fingers moving slowly along the bone of his cheek and eventually down the side of his neck. “two can play at this game, my love.~”
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Once again, Hawthorne found himself admiring the woman on his arm and how she could seemingly match him in every way. Especially flirting. He was almost thankful for the chef rushing off to deal with whatever commotion was occurring so he could address her, leaning in to whisper into her ear. "You either have a terrible memory, or you are very knowingly playing with fire. You are lucky that I plan on honouring my vow. A less respectable man may not be able to control himself. Just know that once we are wed, I will be feasting on every inch of you. Now if we are done here, where would you like to go next? Perhaps a trip to the orchestra to hear some of the music that may be playing on our wedding day. Even though at night the only music will be that which we make together."
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 04:37 PM
The princess looked down at his lips as he spoke, eventually letting her teeth find her bottom lip to bite down on it gently. She enjoyed making him frustrated with her, knowing that the more she teased the more he would want her. It was a playful game she was willing to play, even if it meant she would suffer along with him. “Are you going to pin me against a pillar on the way there again?” She teased, letting her fingers slip off of his skin before she turned on her heel and floated effortlessly over the tile to the door of the kitchen, her hips swaying back and forth like the tick of a clock. Once out in the hallway once more, Yvette felt she could once again breathe, but she did not know if she was out of the woods yet as she had tempted the fire of the dragon, and he had proven to be a quick hand with a short fuse. Her eyes glanced over her shoulder to see if he was doing anything other than following behind her innocently.
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Livewire 05-Dec-21 04:59 PM
The Prince was glad none of the staff had been paying attention to their exchange. One of the few times he was grateful for the chaos of the kitchen. But as he followed the alluring woman out, he found it harder and harder to not do exactly what he had done before. Unfortunately there were no nearby columns or pillars to hide behind this time. And she was glancing over her shoulder at him, so his element of surprise was lost even if he had wanted to do something. At this stage he looked much more flustered than she was, and that would need to change. Now. While she was his equal, he was not one to accept losing so easily. He strolled over to her side calmly, smiling at her again as he wrapped an arm around her waist and gently pulled her close to him so his hip was touching hers. But in an understated, seemingly proper way. "Not this time my darling. The royal musicians are not to be kept waiting if we want a private listening. And do you know what I love most about the musicians' chamber?" he asked Yvette innocently. His smile however was anything but innocent. It was clear he was planning something.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 05:17 PM
Knowing blue eyes trailed after the prince as he moved up to her, just as she had done before the kitchen. She gently took his arm once more and allowed him to lead her through the magnificent halls of the castle. Her eyes lifted to look at the many portraits of the dragons before him, admiring their dark features and sharp bone structures. It seemed that good looks ran in the family, how lucky for her. Yvette placed a hand on top of his forearm as she paced happily beside him, her hair hanging delicately around her shoulders and framing her small frame. It was interesting to most, how she could look so delicate yet hold so much power. It truly was a sight to behold, and the prince was lucky enough to see it. The two did not dally when finding their way to the musical hall, the guards at the two large doors stepping forward and opening them obediently for their ruler. Wide eyes of the princess gaped as she walked inside, those curious pupils darting every which way to take in whatever details she could possibly consume.
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The princess did not answer his question, but not matter. She would soon get the answer. As they entered the chamber Hawthorne would lead Yvette up a flight of stairs, climbing higher and higher until they reached the top. Velvet curtains obstructed their path, but once pushed apart by the man would reveal an amazing sight: They stood at the edge of a balcony overlooking a large concert hall, the pair in an elevated viewing bowl. Two thrones sat overlooking the edge to the stage below where a team of a hundred musicians were primed and ready. Waiting for something. And that something was the prince walking to the edge. “My bride and I have come to hear your work! Play what you have compiled for our wedding.” He then turned to his wife and gently pulled her forward as the music began to play, putting her in front of him as he slipped behind her. As the musicians would begin their first symphony, the prince would wrap his arms around her waist from behind, slightly crumpling the soft material of her dress as she felt the heat of his presence on her exposed back. “The chamber has special bowls for private viewings and special guests. Like a prince and his princess. Free to enjoy the music they make…and each other. There are stories of couples sharing intimate nights in these bowls while musicians play for them, unknowingly serenading their lovemaking. This bowl was recently added and as such has never been used. One day it might. If you so desire, my love,” he spoke from behind her, his warm breaths breaking against the back of her neck as he held her waist while his body pressed against hers.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 05-Dec-21 05:46 PM
The lovely girl's attention was drawn over the expanse of the large concert hall, the beautiful elegance of it's expansive room left her heart murmuring softly in her chest. The princess was known to be quite fond of things that were new to her, things such as a place where she could enjoy plentiful music. A bright smile crossed her lips like if she were a child receiving their first toy on their birthday. For a moment, she was not entirely aware of the prince's body pressing against her own... not until she felt his breath against the back of her neck. It was obvious, any simple movement he made against her was enough to make her shudder. The physical attraction between the two practically unmatched from anyone she had met. In fact, Yvette had never felt this vulnerable around a man before. Her shoulders tensed up slightly and her back arched, which in turn pressed her hips into his own just as they had done when he pinned her against the pillar in the corridor. As the music began to flood the halls with a beautiful melody her heart rate began to rise again. She placed her hands on top of his own, feeling his warm skin against the palm of her hands and along the expanse of her spine. It was difficult to keep her composure, to not wish that with every passing moment he would kiss her, toss her to the seat and touch every inch of her body. "Hawthorne..." she mumbled softly, but she had nothing to say... or she rather did not know how to say it
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Livewire 06-Dec-21 02:55 AM
The man heard and felt the woman’s reactions to his flirting, but he did not stop. It was his turn to fluster her now. “Yes my love?” he asked innocently, leaning his head forward and resting his chin on her left shoulder. He breathed a few puffs of warm air into her ear as they stood, slightly swaying his body and in turn hers as well, almost as if they were dancing along to the music being played. After a few moments though he stopped and sighed a bit. “Forgive me Yvette. I’m sure you don’t approve of this, but it is hard for me to resist a beauty like you. Especially since there isn’t a single woman like you in all the kingdoms. Can you blame me for wanting to court you at every opportunity? To savour every touch and caress,” he said gently, snaking one of his hand free from underneath hers and gently running his fingers up the side of her waist, tracing her figure that hid underneath the gorgeous dress. His heart raced as he could feel it through the fabric. “If you wish, I will pull away. But I suspect that you don’t want me to. And I hope you trust that I won’t cross any intimate boundaries just yet,” he spoke delicately, inching closer and closer to kissing her ear but always staying just out of reach. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 06-Dec-21 04:23 AM
The princess couldn’t help but shiver as the man’s touch continued along her body, her blue eyes watching the orchestra below them yet barely even hearing their symphony. His words caused a multitude of unknown feelings, something warm that caressed her heart and something hot that gripped her groin. She knew that it would grow harder and harder to resist his touch, and she desperately wanted to damn the politics. Yet she knew better than to do that, a soft sigh escaping her lips as her eyes fluttered closed and she enjoyed the touch she was allowed for now. She lifted a hand over her shoulder and placed her light touch against his cheek, surprised every time by how warm his skin was. “I do not want you to pull away, my love..” she whimpered eventually, the feeling of his fingers against her corset made her mind wander all over again. It would only take a moment for him to trail his fingers to her back and undo the ties of her dress. She could almost feel his fingers against her silky skin as he drug the dress from her body and caressed her curves. Yvette’s cheeks darkened once more as she found her mind wandering to dirty places, and she had to open her eyes to watch the orchestra again so she couldn’t imagine it any further. “Believe me when I say this, that I wish the rules were different… otherwise I’d indulge in my darkest fantasies with you without fear of repercussions.”
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Livewire 06-Dec-21 06:02 AM
It was the Prince’s turn to purr alluringly. The words that spilled from the princess’ mouth were music to his ears. He knew he was playing a dangerous game as it was by simply flirting so openly. But he didn’t care. He knew how close he could walk the line without stepping over it. Even though he very much wanted to vault over it. “As do I my love. I wish I could recline on my throne with you on my lap as we pay little mind to the orchestra while we enjoy each other’s company in more intimate ways. But the rules are the rules, and I love you far too much to sully your good name. But I do need you to stop tempting me so much. Even though I love how hot you make my blood boil. Mark my words though: once we are allowed to do so, I will defile and deflower your body in any and every way you desire,” he said, voice brimming with seduction and conviction as he finally pulled back just a bit from her body, coming to stand beside her. He glanced at her with a coy smile, and then turned to watch the orchestra just as they finished, his left arm wrapped single around her waist still.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 06-Dec-21 06:13 AM
The princess’ mouth fell open in shock at the prince’s words. He so openly spoke about what would happen behind closed doors when they were wed… it ignited a raging fire of desire within her. The princess already had enough troubles keeping her hands to herself, but with the prince shamelessly whispering sweet seductions into her ear it proved a bit more difficult. She hoped that he could not see her burning red cheeks as her eyes lowered to the orchestra which began to fade out slowly, her body practically tingling in remembrance of his touch. “Your orchestra is very talented. I’m sure with their music rumors our wedding will be spread to the ends of the realms of its glory.” She tried desperately to pull her mind from the deepening thoughts of their skin brushing together, thinking of anything else except for the sinful thoughts of being with a man she was not yet wed to. She gently wrapped an arm around him in turn, slowly placing her head on his shoulder and resting her other hand against his chest. She did not miss his choice of wording… love. Did he actually love her or was he just saying that? Is the love he feels just a deep feeling of attraction? She didn’t know, but it made her heart warm still.
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Hawthorne enjoyed the feeling of Yvette resting her head on his shoulder, her hand on his chest and an arm around his lower back as well just as the orchestra finished playing. They looked up at the couple for their approval, which Hawthorne gave. “Excellent work! I’m looking forward to hearing those symphonies again very soon. We will leave you to your rehearsals now. Be well,” he said, voice booming and echoing around the room as he gently turned around with the princess still on his body, leading them both out of the concert hall. ___ Once outside the Prince turned to his future partner, rubbing her back gently. “I’m glad you enjoyed the music darling. I don’t think we have anything else that we need to check on, so if there is anything else you would like to see please let me know. Otherwise this is where we depart for the evening,” he said sweetly and respectfully. The sun overhead was dipping, painting the sky in shades of red and yellow and orange, the warm light bathing both of them. Though it did not compare to the warmth Hawthorne felt because of the woman at his side.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 06-Dec-21 08:24 AM
The princess gave the orchestra a small nod of approval before she would follow her prince out of the hall quietly. She felt a pang of sadness in her heart as she was forced to let him go, merely a touch with her arm was all that she was left with. ——— The woman stepped out into the hallway with her prince, slowly allowing her fingers to slip down to his own. When he stopped and turned to her, she reached forward and gently take his other hand into her own. She curled her small fingers into his own gently, the feeling of his fingers entwining with hers causing her skin to heat up ever so slightly. She met his gaze with the smallest pout, just barely noticeable along her pale features. “I hope you have a lovely evening, my prince.” She mumbled gently, and she couldn’t help but glance down at his lips before she forced herself to pull away. The moment her fingers left his own she felt a longing for his touch, and it was nearly torture to have to retire to her chambers but she knew that the day was drawing to an end and she must. ——— Once Yvette found her way back to her chambers a small smile had crossed her lips. The day had been magical, and she would know what magical was like. Every moment she had spent with her betrothed brought her closer to their wedding, closer to him. It seemed that it couldn’t come come fast enough, the wedding day. She was quiet and reserved as the maids redressed her in a much more casual dress, as she would have dinner alone with her mother in the dinning hall. It seemed as though the night crawled by, her dinner with her mother a rather dull experience. She wouldn’t stop asking questions about the prince, but the queen could see the pink of the princess’ cheeks and the excitement in her words. The princess seemed to be falling in love with the prince, and her mother couldn’t help but feel a surge of happiness for the young couple. ———
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Eventually Yvette would find herself back in her chambers, sitting among the stone windowsill and gazing out to the garden. Thoughts of the prince continuously ran through her mind as the flowers swayed in the night’s wind and an owl called in the distance. The princess would begin to drift off among the few pillows and furs that lined the reading corner, her head laying against the glass pane and her knees curled up against her chest.
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Livewire 06-Dec-21 10:19 AM
Hawthorne didn’t want to leave Yvette’s side either, but he was able to keep up a stronger facade. Likely because he had years of practice maintaining his beastly persona. Still he felt a pang in his heart as they went their separate ways, the phantom feeling of her body against his stuck to him. He hoped the feeling never went away. ————————— The prince had returned to his chambers after the wonderful day and promptly took an ice cold bath that made him hiss and writhe. It was necessary to keep his feelings for the princess at bay. He had teetered that line too much already. If he was to maintain a sense of respect and decorum he would need to quench the flames burning in him. Even so, he couldn’t get his mind off her. Dinner alone with his father was pleasant but not noteworthy, his own father not being very talkative unless he needed to be. As night fell the prince changed into a sleeping outfit composed of a plain white long sleeve that hugged his toned body snugly, as well as pitch black trousers. However despite how lavish his bed was he was more restless than usual. After tossing and turning in vain for an hour he threw his covers off and walked out of his room, to a place he always found peace. Within minutes he was outside under the cover of night in the royal gardens his mother had made. The memory of her always calmed him. Gave him strength but also restraint. His beastly side had only come out after her passing after all, done out of necessity rather than him liking it. But that was a headache for another time. He walked over to a tall oak tree and laid down under it, resting his back against the wood and stared at the night sky. As he lay there his spirit appeared, a marvellous red dragon glowing with power that coiled around the man and the tree, resting its head in his lap. The man looked so….peaceful. The man smiled at the dragon, unaware a certain woman may be watching him…
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Yvette Verlice BOT 06-Dec-21 10:41 AM
The princess had nearly fallen entirely asleep before her mind was suddenly awoken by movement in the garden that was not the waving of the foliage in the wind. She slowly lifted her head from the glass, those brilliant sapphire eyes capturing the form of the prince walking through the garden. For a moment, she wondered what he was doing out there, in the middle of the night with no one else around… until she saw him slip into the grass at the base of the tree. A smile crossed her lips as she watched him, surprise stiffening her back as she saw his dragon appear beside him. It glowed menacingly in the dim light, the moonlight illuminating the prince’s hair and making it look as if it were glowing grey. Yvette pressed her hand against the glass, feeling the magnetic pull towards the prince that threatened to whisk her out into the garden. Yvette tried to fight it, but her soul proved too weak to not give into the temptation and she found herself sneaking out of her chambers and through the quiet halls. She had to duck behind a pillar to avoid the gaze of a soldier making his rounds through the halls. She couldn’t help but smile as she felt the adrenaline of sneaking around, she had never done anything like this before but the prince was worth it. The princess somehow managed to find the doors to the garden, quietly sneaking out into the gated greenery, walking quickly through the flowers and peaking out towards the tree. She gazed at him for a moment, but she knew it would be practically impossible to stay hidden for long. The moonlight always illuminated her white hair and fair skin to look like a walking star.
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Yvette stepped out into the small clearing, placing her hands in front of her and walking gracefully over to the tree, “cant sleep?” She asked softly, and she realized this would be the first time her prince would see her clearly in her night gown, her white hair entirely unsettled and curling simply around her shoulders and falling delicately along her cheeks. “Pardon me, your grace.. I should’ve worn a cloak.”
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Hawthorne had started to doze off, feeling himself straddling the line between being awake and being asleep as he stared up at the starry night sky, patting the dragon spirit laying on the ground beside him, coiled up and dozing peacefully. Even though it was not real, it’s rumbling snore sounded alive. As the prince lay there he imagined his youth. When this garden was newly planted and his mother was alive. How she would bring him here at night after he spent the day with his father training or preparing for duties he would one day need to uphold. The king was Hawthorne’s source of strength and leadership. The blazing spirit that now lived in him. But his mother was his comfort. The person who taught him to respect life and not merely take it away. She kindled his heart, even though he hid it well. His thoughts turned to the princess who made him feel the same way. The parallels between Yvette and his late mother were strong: both made him feel kinder and softer. Both were people he had protected and loved fiercely. Both made him feel like more than a monster…both far too perfect to walk this earth and care for him. And yet they did. Suddenly his dragon awoke at the entrance of a new presence, flying into the sky and circling the woman, regarding her with piercing eyes as orange smoke exited its flared nostrils. The prince however stared at the spirit, and a silent understanding was made, as evident by the dragon brushing the woman’s shoulder gently as it disappeared, imparting its warmth to her. “Not a wink. Though it makes sense: why would I feel the need to dream now that you’re here?” He asked simply, smiling at the beautiful woman. When she mentioned a cloak he beckoned her forward with his hand. “Are you cold? If so I can happily provide you some warmth. Though I must apologize for possibly overheating you today. I blame you partially: you make it far too easy for me to open up to you. To be….warm. Not burning hot.” (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 06-Dec-21 12:58 PM
The princess had enjoyed seeing the peaceful nature of the prince as he dozed off. He seemed kinder as his eyes fluttered closed, that angry and serious hardening of his face had faded away entirely and Yvette could see the prince without his mask. A smile lifted the corners of her lips as she approached him, immediately missing the gentle look of her sleeping fiancé. “You flatter me,” she said gently, looking up to the branches of the trees and admiring the quiet power of its extensive limbs. It was a fitting place for him to go, and something told her that it wasn’t just because the garden held unparalleled beauty but because of something much deeper. Her cautious footsteps led her to his side, where she gently sunk down into the grass and unabashedly moving up to his side. The moment she let her body press against his side, laying her head on his shoulder, she felt his warmth beginning to chase the cold air of the night away. “What are you doing out here, all alone?” She asked gently, reaching down to take his hand into her own and curl her fingers into his own. The simple act already seemed so familiar to her, like her fingers were meant to hold his own. Sitting beneath the tree, curled up against his muscled body was exactly where she wanted to be. Despite having been extremely flirty earlier that day, she didn’t mind the innocent and rather affectionate act of merely sitting with him. Yvette’s breathing slowed as she let her mind ease, her only thoughts were of her prince and nothing else. She brought one of her knees closer to her chest and gently lay it over his own as a simple act to get closer to him, anything to have more physical contact with him.
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Hawthorne watched Yvette come sit next to him, eyes locked on her glowing figure. In the moonlight she appeared absolutely heavenly, a sight not fit for mortal eyes. And here she was, descending to the ground to sit next to him, the one she called ‘love.’ Hawthorne had never thought highly of luck or fate, but with her next to him holding his hand he could attribute this wonderful woman to nothing else. He grinned widely at the feeling of her fingers laced through his, in addition to her draping one of her legs over his own. “I come out here to think. To find peace when nothing else seems to bring it to me. And to remember my mother,” he said softly, looking up to its branches. “You know she taught me to garden. Helped me plant this tree when it was just a sapling. Told me of how Oak trees were symbols of power, but also of how fragile they are when young. She said I reminded her of an oak, and someday I would become strong too. But she reminded me that trees are known as shelters, their arms providing much needed shade to other types of life.” He paused, a wistful longing look on his face before turning to Yvette. “This tree helps me honour her. Reminds me I am not the monster I molded myself into.”
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Yvette Verlice BOT 06-Dec-21 01:24 PM
”She sounds like she was a very wonderful person.” She said softly, feeling the top of her head nuzzling gently into the crook of his neck. She lifted their hands slightly, looking at the joint of their bodies as her thumb slowly runs over his knuckles. “I was very young when my father passed away…” she began, a slight waver in her voice from the intense sadness that flooded her body from the very mention of him, “but I still remember playing at his feet while he sat on the throne as if it were yesterday.” The wind picked up for a moment, as if reacting to her words and responding sympathetically. Just as quick as it gusted, it fell away and the world was calm once again. “My father taught me that a woman is more powerful when she is underestimated. He said that there would come a day when a man would look down on me and face my wrath.” She chuckled softly, a sweet sound of reminiscence passing her rosy lips. “I was eight.” She remembered vividly sitting at the side of her father’s bed as he passed with tuberculosis. He had seemed so weak, and frail. It had been hard to see the man who had been her protector lose everything that had made him a dragon. She vowed to make him proud, even after he joined the drowned gods.
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Livewire 06-Dec-21 03:23 PM
Hawthorne nodded, a soft smile on his face as he moved his neck slightly so Yvette could get more comfortable. He kept his eyes on the stars, but he smiled more brightly. At least until she brought up her father. He looked over at her and felt his heart sink a little when he heard the wobble in her voice. He understood how painful it was the first few times he remembered his mother. So he said nothing, simply listening and providing as much physical comfort as he could. Once she finished he chuckled along with her, not wanting to be too loud for fear of someone hearing them. Not because they would get in trouble, but because this was his mother's garden. A sacred place he could go to escape from everything else. He wanted this to be a sanctuary for her as well. "The element of surprise is a powerful tool to have at your disposal. I for one do not feel bad for that man. I am just glad it won't be me," he said, almost giggling as he put the side of his head on top of hers. "This is....nice. I've never come in here with anyone except my parents. Usually I come alone. But now, I think I might have a new companion I would want with me in these gardens. If she would do me the honour of joining me that is," he said kindly, lifting his head and looking at her, bringing up her hand that was intertwined with his to his lips and pressing the back of her hand against them, the warmth from his mouth spreading to her through the simple gesture. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 06-Dec-21 04:28 PM
The princess wasn’t entirely one to speak so freely about her feelings, let alone her father. Opening up to the prince in this way was both comforting and frightening to her, daring her to give a piece of herself to him that was entirely vulnerable. Her fingers slowly released his own so she could move her hand to press against his chest, basking in the warmth of his leg under the inner thigh of her right leg. She placed her palm on the left side of his chest, feeling the feint beating of his heart which reminded her that was real and more than just a vivid dream. “I would…” she whispered, turning her head so her forehead could press against his skin and her velvet hair would fall over his shoulder like a blanket of snow. “Can we stay like this for a while?” She asked willfully, her otherwise confident tone reduced to a quiet whimper as a dog might whine for its owner. “I don’t want to go back to my room…” Yvette might not admit out loud just yet, but she would rather spend her time aside the prince than anywhere else. This betrothal had begun as an imprisonment, yet now it was looking more like her freedom.
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Hawthorne nodded enthusiastically as he could without making her uncomfortable. As she put a hand on his heart he could feel his pulse begin to quicken, his heart pounding harder and louder. With both his arms free he wrapped them around the woman and hugged her close, snuggling his face into her collarbone bit, inhaling the soft and sweet smell of her skin and platinum coloured hair. She reminded him of vanilla and exotic flowers, and with each breath in his shoulders seem to relax, the tension practically evaporating off of his body. He never realized how stiff he always was until that moment. "Of course we can darling. Didn't I tell you? Anything you desire, I will give you," he said sweetly. No lust in his voice, only honest love. However as he said that he heard footsteps approaching. His eyes widened as he saw the faint light of torches illuminating a hallway. He knew what would be coming around the corner. While he didn't mind getting caught out here, he didn't want the princess to be caught with him before their wedding, lest anyone think badly of her. "Shit, get up!" he whispered in a hissing tone, gently but quickly getting to his feet, lifting the woman with him rather effortlessly before spinning on his heels like he had done earlier in the day, pulling her behind the tree's trunk and pressing her back against it. Only this time instead of smirking at her and flirting, he peeked around the edge to see if the guards were still coming. Hopefully they would turn away. Instinctively he pressed his chest against Yvette's, his muscular frame hiding most of her body, at least for a time.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 06-Dec-21 04:54 PM
The princess could’ve easily fallen asleep there, wrapped up in his arms all cozy and comfortable. The most fluffy mattress and softest sheets could not offer her as much pleasure as holding her lover. She nearly let her head drift off into a light slumber until he drug her to her feet quickly. She gasped quietly, opening her mouth to ask what he was going on about but she had no chance to do so before he whisked her away to a tree. Her eyes widened the moment he pressed her into its rough bark, her touch instinctively wrapping around his upper arms for stability. The soft glow of a lantern bouncing off of the wall to their right and she finally understood what was happening. Knowing that she was not supposed to be out of her chambers this late, let alone with the prince, Yvette knew that if they were found she could get into a lot of trouble but for the first time in her life she wasn’t afraid of the consequences. In fact, the adrenaline of hiding from the guards made her heart pump wildly in her chest and her mind to race like it had not quite done before. A small smile crept over her lips as she let Hawthorne control the situation, subconsciously aware of his body pressed against hers once again. God, will I ever be able to escape my temptation? she thought to herself momentarily, thanking the gods that the night would hide her blush.
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Livewire 06-Dec-21 05:17 PM
For once in their albeit short but wonderful relationship, Hawthorne wasn't trying to impress or flatter the woman, nor was he trying to enjoy himself. His eyes were focused solely on the approaching light. Sure enough a guard came around the corner into view, lazily going through his route. As he approached, the prince pulled his head back to look at Yvette who was....smiling? He thought she would be worried, and yet here she was acting like...well, like him. Normally he relished in acts like this. Sneaking around when he was supposed to be in bed and such. But he was very conscious of Yvette's reputation, and as such did not want to risk tarnishing it. As the guard came closer, Hawthorne debated whether he should cause a commotion on purpose so she could sneak away. Thankfully though the guard was quite lazy tonight, as he only took a couple steps towards the tree instead of walking all the way through it to the other side, and then turned around. Hawthorne then turned to Yvette, raising a finger to his lips as a sign for her to keep quiet as he leaned in and whispered in her ear. "The guard is in front of us. We will need to sneak around him. We walk through the South entrance behind me, and sneak back around to get you to your room. We'll need to be quiet. Understand?"
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Yvette Verlice BOT 06-Dec-21 05:28 PM
Perhaps it was the fact that the prince promised he wouldn’t let anyone tarnish her reputation, or perhaps it was that she had never actually tried to break the rules. It could be entirely possible that Yvette was a bit of a thrill seeker herself, she just needed a mysterious Red Dragon to show her that she was. She couldn’t hide her smile, truly it was an impossible feat for her to accomplish but that didn’t mean she couldn’t follow his instructions. Once he was finished whispering into her ear, she nodded in understanding and lowered her hand to take his. Her other hand lifted and pressed a single finger to her lips as if she was silently signaling to him she would be quiet. Excitement prickled the woman’s skin with goosebumps, the hair on the back of her neck standing on edge as her blue eyes traveled in the direction of the south doors. This… is fun… she thought to herself, even though she was frightened the guard might find them alone together and tell everyone he knew. She had a feeling Hawthorne wouldn’t let that happen.
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Don’t get him wrong, Hawthorne being out and breaking rules with the love of his life too. But he felt a sense of responsibility over her. To take care of her in every sense, including how she was perceived. So he was glad when she pressed a finger to her smiling lips, a signal she would be quiet. He gave her a nod, peeking out from their hiding spot to see the Hurd starting to walk back towards the way they had come, and then looking back to Yvette. ”On three, run as fast and quietly as you can towards the doors behind me and turn to your right. I’ll be right behind you,” he said quietly yet firmly, voice full of conviction. He had a plan: in case the guard saw them, Hawthorne’s body would hide Yvette so even if he was caught she could get away unseen. Behind him the large wooden doors were open, torches on the wall lighting the way. No guards ever came through the south entrance. Especially this late, when most guards would be sleeping. “One….two….three!” Hellek said quietly, and on three he pulled the woman off the tree and pushed her forward, giving her a burst of speed as he run right behind her perfectly in step while keeping an eye on the guard behind them who hadn’t turned yet. It was only a twenty yard run, they could make it! (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 06-Dec-21 05:47 PM
A rush of adrenaline had energized her legs and heart, which began to race in her chest as she looked up into his orange eyes. She trusted him, and that was not always easily attained. Yvette was as quiet as a mouse as she waited for him to tell her to run, and once she did boy did she run. Yvette’s small, lithe figure gave her the advantage of speed, and luckily she wasn’t constrained by a corset or thickly padded dress. Her nightgown was long yet flowing so it moved with her legs effortlessly. The brush of the garden rustled softly as she ran past, her graceful steps bringing her quickly to the southern doors. She stopped at the door as she skip to a stop on the stone in front of it, pushing it open just enough to be able to slip in but looking over her shoulder to be sure the prince had made it. Her breathing had increased to a soft pant, her hair slightly frizzed into a bit of a frenzied mess. She truly looked like a free spirited woman in that very moment, the inner beast begging to be let free.
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Hawthorne was much faster than you might think, in fact he valued that attribute over raw strength. But even so, Yvette was much quicker, racing towards the door and reaching it in a matter of seconds. If the man wasn’t aware of the guard behind them he would have marvelled at her graceful she was, her movements akin to a gazelle. The two of them ran silently, the Prince himself having mastered the art of silent steps when he was very young for use in war. But the skill was useful in other moments. Like this one. Before the guard could even turn around the two had disappeared into the entrance, the prince closing the doors silently behind them, and then rounding the corner where he would see his future bride in all her bewitching beauty. Despite his panting and smiling he put a finger to his lips again, reminding her they needed to be quiet. “Up the stairs my love. Once we reach the next floor, we turn right again and walk down the west hallway through the library. Gods willing, it will be empty. Now come,” he whispered, gently taking her hand and beginning the climb up the stairs that had been hidden behind the corner he had instructed Yvette to turn towards. He kept an eagle eye out for guards either coming from above or behind them, while also relishing the joy of being able to touch the princess again. She was quickly becoming his favourite and most potent addiction. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 07-Dec-21 03:40 AM
Yvette let her hand curl into the prince’s hand as he caught up to her at the door, which she was surprised only took a couple seconds more than she did. Once they pushed inside there was a comforting gust of warmth that wafted over her body, making her inhale softly at the sudden change of temperature. She followed him quietly through the dimly lit hall of the southern wing, beginning to climb the stairs with a silent step as her free hand tugged the hem of her dress up and over her ankles. A soft whisper of wind fluttered through the stairwell from the small windows that lined the stone walls with cast speckles of light through their bodies and onto the stairs. When the two ran under them, their bodies illuminated for just a split second with each passing ray of moonlight. Flashes of white light raced over their bodies as they ascended the stairs, the soft patter of their feet hitting the stone quite literally their only companion in the dark palace other than each other. Once they made it to the top of the stairs, the princess leaned forward slightly to see if there was any guards coming down the hall towards the library. Her eyes scanned the wide corridor for a moment before she whispered an all clear before tugging him out of the shadows and running across the long red rug which led up to the two massive wooden doors of the library. She almost believed they had made it to the doors successfully before she heard a cautious voice from behind her, “who goes there?” It called out- and Yvette’s heart leapt immediately into her throat. She glanced back at the prince, peering just over his shoulder to see the softest glow of a lantern around the hall’s last corner. .
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She immediately increased her pace, and they made it to the library doors just in time to pull its heavy frame open and slip inside. She tugged the prince into one of the bookshelves beside the door, her body pressing against it’s shelves and her fingers pulling him up against her chest. She watched the door diligently as if the guard would follow them and arrest them for trespassing. Her breathing was still a pant, but the warmth of her body and the tingle of the run made her feel more alive. She was having a lot more fun than she thought she would.
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Livewire 07-Dec-21 05:49 AM
It was something out of a childhood fantasy, sneaking around at night with the love of his life. Avoiding guards while holding hands with his woman. The thought made the prince almost giddy. That all washed away however when Hawthorne heard the voice of a guard behind them. He whipped around, ensuring they weren’t right behind them but still making a beeline for the library doors along with Yvette. He felt the urgency in the woman by her squeezing his hand and matched her pace, the pair entering the library and shutting the doors behind them. This time it was Hawthorne who was pulled into the shadows by the princess, the man finding himself pulled against her chest as they hid in one of many long and tall rows of bookshelves, the smell of parchment and dried ink filling the air. As he silently breathed, Hawthorne instinctively wrapped an arm around Yvette’s waist, holding her close protectively as he watched the foot of the library doors. He saw the faint glow of a lantern shine through the small opening near the bottom of the doors, praying they wouldn’t come in. He held his breath for several seconds as it just stood there, the light threatening to enter the room where they were hiding, before finally turning and disappearing the same way it had come from. At that point Hawthorne breathed a quiet sigh of relief, risking a glance at Yvette who was smiling. Her happy expression made his heart skip a beat, and at that moment he realized he was holding her body against his just as much as she was holding him against her. In the moonlit library her hair glowed silver and he considered breaking his vow. However he shook his head lightly to clear the thoughts. Instead of speaking instructions though, he simply looked at her, keeping their bodies pressed against each other in the silent library. He could claim it was to ensure that the guard had left before they attempted to leave, but in his heart he knew it was because he felt unable to pull away from her.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 07-Dec-21 06:07 AM
as the guards footsteps echoed closer and closer to the door, Yvette’s heart seemed to mirror the increase of pace perfectly. Her soft blue eyes shimmered a brilliant silver along with her hair as the moon danced off her cheeks, and her blush was much easier to see now. The vision of the lantern’s light slowly fading away gave her room to breath, which she had not realized she had been doing until she looked up at her prince. She couldn’t help but allow a soft giggle to slip past her lips from the very feeling of exhilaration flooding every limb of her body. This was fun, and Yvette never knew that sneaking around the guards would be that way. One wrong move and she could be caught, her image tainted… but with Hawthorne it seemed that the rules didn’t even matter anymore. When she finally got a good look up at her prince, her smile slowly faded away and her breathing deepened. His very features took her breath away, especially when they were so close together. Her orange eyes flamed an intense fire in her heart which gnawed away at her instinct to follow the societal rules and obligations of a princess, slowly and surely bringing her close to breaking them. All that Yvette wanted to do was kiss him… to feel his warmth against her body, even if it was just a singular kiss until their wedding night. .
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Yvette was not a bashful woman, nor was she someone who would not take what she wanted if she really wanted it. She really wanted to kiss him, and in that fleeting moment of the library she forgot who she was and why she was there. The princess leaned in and cupped the sides of his head with her dainty fingers, their lips brushing against each other for just a moment as she was reminded just how nice it felt to have his breath waft across her skin. It tingled her lips and fluttered her stomach, and that was all she needed to close that small, torturous gap between them and press her soft, plump lips to his own in a passionate kiss. The world fell away, as if the library had cinematically faded to black and the orchestra’s symphony roared to its crescendo. With every romantic book she had read as a young lady no page or kiss within their pages could even begin to compare to this moment. She was falling in love with the prince, utterly and inescapably falling in love with him.
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Livewire 07-Dec-21 08:04 AM
Hawthorne had been raised to never be surprised. Especially after he had shown his penchant for warfare at a young age. His tactical mind and precision made it so he was never taken aback, and if something didn’t go according to plan he could adjust so seamlessly you would have never known he had been surprised in the first place. Until now. Not a single ounce of him expected the princess to be so bold. She was so prim and proper. She may have been a princess for now but she carried herself the way a queen did. The second her lips pressed against his, he felt an explosion of warmth that dulled all his other senses. Nothing else mattered in that moment except her. He didn’t give a damn if they got caught now. He would take the blame without hesitation. He wrapped one arm around her waist and the other around her upper back, a hand on the back of her neck as he pulled her in closer, deepening the kiss that he had been dreaming of ever since that first night that he thought would have been the last time he’d ever see her. And yet no matter how many times he imagined it, the kiss itself surpassed all his expectations as her soft lips pressed against his. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 07-Dec-21 09:53 AM
The princess’ heart seemed to quite literally soar in her chest as their lips finally connected together. It was more intense, more passionate, than she could’ve ever imagined. She knew what she was doing was wrong, but she couldn’t stop herself from doing it. She let her lips press against his for a moment, before she would attempt to pull away and fail to do so. Yvette kissed him again, her fingers moving to the back of his head and curl into his hair, bringing him closer to her as every moment brought her closer and closer to wanting more. His touch was soft, fiery, and warm. The very grip on her waist made her entire body shudder in Ecstasy, in unimaginable desire. She almost lost every ounce of control she had ever built up before she forced herself to let him go. Once Yvette let their lips part from each other, she did not pull her hand from his hair. The soft locks were perhaps the only thing keeping her from running away in complete and utter embarrassment, as she had done the one thing she told the prince not to do. “I’m sorry…” she whispered softly as she put her forehead against his own, biting down on her bottom lip with a sigh of disappointment, “I can’t control myself around you, Hawthorne.”
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Livewire 07-Dec-21 10:06 AM
Hawthorne didn’t know how much time had passed, but it didn’t matter. It could have been an eternity and it still wouldn’t have felt long enough. As she pulled away he kept his arms wrapped around waist and back, his hands rubbing her slowly and soothingly. He was panting as quietly as he could, but his breaths were hot and frequent. His whole body felt like it was radiating heat like a living bonfire, and for the first time he himself was blushing as well. He was smiling wildly until he heard the disappointment in Yvette’s voice. At first he thought it was because she was disappointed in him or something he had done. But when he heard her apology he couldn’t help but shake his head, chuckling as he brought his right hand around to her right cheek, cupping and stroking her soft skin, being keenly aware of the warmth in her cheeks. “Don’t apologize. I feel the same way around you. If anything I should apologize to you princess. Lucky for the two of us, light intimacy isn’t completely frowned upon. And even if it was, no one would know. I am not one to kiss and tell. I promise that no one will know of this but us, my love,” he spoke quietly in a warm and kind voice similar to the one he used that first night when he pledged his support for her people. Once again the mask had come off, showing the man behind it as moonlight streamed into the silent library.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 07-Dec-21 11:42 AM
Yvette’s gaze slowly lifted towards the man’s, immediately relaxing into a gentle smile as she heard his words. Every time she saw the prince as he was without the angry mask that he wore to conceal his weaknesses, or what he believed to be his weaknesses. The princess saw kindness and emotions as powerful, a weapon to be wielded by those who were strong enough to do so. She could see it in him, the strength to use his kindness to his advantage. Her heart nearly melted in her chest from the warmth she felt towards the man. How could he get any better? How was he so easily creeping past her protective walls and making her forget why she did not trust others? The princess couldn’t help but place another soft, feather like kiss to his lips that was much more affectionate than the last. She rode this rollercoaster of emotion, lust and passion turned to love and devotion so easily with him. Only when she had left that last kiss to his lips did she force herself to slip out of his arms and take his hand into her own once more. She peered around the corner of the bookshelf to make sure they were alone before tugging him gently along to escape through the opposite side of the library. “I wish I didn’t have to return to my chambers..” she whispered to him, her fingers tightening around his hand. She pushed the doors open and walked with him into the hall, knowing that they were merely a few turns away from her room, where she would have to leave him again. It made her chest hurt. (edited)
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Livewire 07-Dec-21 12:36 PM
Hawthorne grinned widely, heart beating like mad while his face made no effort to hide how giddy he was. He hadn’t even expected one kiss tonight, let alone three. The third was much less frenzied but just as fantastic as the first two. He had never felt more invincible than he did now. He felt like he was at his absolute apex with her. Still, he knew that eventually they would need to split off for the night. He missed the sensation of her lips on his immediately but he nodded, holding her hand snugly as they peered around the corner and then snuck out of the library without a trace they were even there. As they walked he kept his eyes open as they rounded corners. No other guards risked crossing their path though, and before they knew it they were outside of her room. “Neither do I,” he admitted, feeling some slight sadness falling onto his shoulders when he suddenly got an idea, as evident by his smile returning while he looked her lovingly in the eyes. “Tomorrow morning meet me early in the morning for breakfast. We can enjoy some time to ourselves after Jacque brings the food to the dining room. If that is not too much to ask of you, I will see you at sunrise…my heart.” (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 07-Dec-21 01:07 PM
The silver woman turned back to her lover as they neared her chamber door, those bright and brilliant blue eyes turning up to him in a pout. If things had been different and they had met outside of their societal expectations as royals, they would’ve been able to do all the things they wished with one another. For now, Yvette had to settle with the memories of their kiss. “Goodnight, my love..” she whispered softly, reaching up to press her palm to his cheek once more before she forced herself to turn away and walk back into her chambers. The moment she was alone again, the princess’ features broke into a wide grin and she ran over to her bed. She threw herself into the sheets, giggling like a little girl as she clutched a pillow to her chest. She sat up slightly, leaning over the pillow and looking down at it with a cheeky grin, “what’s that, my love? Another kiss? But I’ve already given you tens of hundreds!” She exclaimed, her voice hushed in case someone might hear her. She tugged the pillow against her chest and lay down with it, wrapping her legs around the bottom of it and nuzzling into its soft form. The memory of his shoulder against her cheek was enough to lull her to sleep, the promise of having breakfast with the prince in the morning too exciting to wait for. … Once the sun peaked out from over the distant mountains, the princess had already gotten up and dressed with the maid’s help. She wore a thin, flowing aqua dress with no sleeves and a heart shaped bosom. The hem of the dress was jeweled with diamonds, and the shape hugged her sides perfectly - as all her attire did. .
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The maid asked if the princess would like her to accompany her to the dinning room, but she refused, “please, take a break from serving me. I can make it on my own.” She said before exiting her room with an excited patter to her heart. She moved quickly yet elegantly through the halls, eventually coming to the dining room and pushing the doors open, her features revealed nicely with her hair being pulled back into 3 neat braids which joined together at the back of her head.
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Livewire 07-Dec-21 02:33 PM
Hawthorne got to his room and promptly exhaled all the air in his belly like a balloon, deflating as he stripped down to his undergarments and flopped into bed, burying his smiling face into his pillow. Immediately the soft texture reminded him of Yvette, and before he knew it the prince was planting kiss after kiss on the pillow, imagining the beautiful woman in his arms as he drifted off to sleep, his only dreams being a replay of that one moment in the library over and over again.... -------------------------- The next morning, Hawthorne practically leapt out of bed at the crack of dawn, bolting to the bathroom and preparing for the morning ahead. He got dressed so fast that his aides were still walking to his room when he ran past them. He heard their calling behind him but he didn't care. His mind was focused on only one thing: his breakfast meeting with the woman who had not left his mind since the first day she arrived in his kingdom. Not even a minute after Yvette would have entered the dining room, the doors would open and close once again, signalling the arrival of the prince. He ran up behind her and hugged her close, his chest lovingly pressing against her back as he kissed her on the cheek. "Good morning Yvette," he said warmly, the events of last night having further emboldened him. As he would let her go and walk around so she could see him, she would note his attire: his hair was tied back in a neat bun, and his attire was a mix of warm colours: a beige long sleeve undershirt, a brown vest with golden details, brown trousers, cream coloured socks and desert boots, and complete with a ruby red sash.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 07-Dec-21 04:00 PM
The princess was expecting the prince to join her at any moment, but if she said that she was prepared to be nearly jumped from behind she would be lying. The moment he flew through the doors and wrapped his arms around her from behind she let out a surprised gasp and jumped just a bit. The scales of her dragon appeared from behind the flesh around her eyes for just a moment before she realized who had wrapped her up in their arms. "Good morning, my love," she responded softly, her head turning over her shoulder to look at him only to swivel it back to the front as he moved around her. Her eyes seemed to immediately soften as she gazed up into the man's orange irises and her tense shoulders relaxed. She never truly knew how stiff her body could be until she was with him, whether it was because of him she relaxed... or because of him she stiffened. There was always a question of what mood he was in and what the day yielded for the two. Her curious eyes lowered to see his attire, a soft blush crossing her cheeks at the very sight of him, "you look dashing this morning." She gently lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck, that familiar rose pendant hanging from her neck and dangling just above her sternum and the beginning of her cleavage. "How did you sleep?" she asked playfully, leaning up just slightly so that their noses touched and she could once again feel his breath against her lips. She loved being this close to him, to feel warm and safe in his arms. It was almost as if she was home again, and nothing else made her feel that way since she had came to his palace. Perhaps he was her new home.
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Livewire 07-Dec-21 04:15 PM
Hawthorne was naturally a prideful man so any compliments he received were welcome, but coming from Yvette they felt more genuine and meant that much more to him. "I'm glad you like it. I figured if my future bride is always going to look so bewitching, I would need to do the same," he said with a laugh. He was keenly aware of her arms around his neck and in response he wrapped his own around her waist, holding her close as they simply enjoyed eachother's company. He glanced at her pendant, admiring the craftsmanship while trying his best not to be caught staring at her cleavage, which the cut of her dress was absolutely not helping him with. "Like a newborn baby. I was pleased to see you had invaded my dreams. How about you? I take it your night was restful as well?" he asked innocently, his lips coming very close to his. So close in fact that they could both smell the mint on eachother's breath. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 07-Dec-21 04:38 PM
"It was delightful. My compliments to the maids, they fluffed my pillows nicely and my sheets were fresh." The princess sort of enjoyed speaking like they didn't sneak into the dark of the night together and share a kiss. It was a little secret that only the two of them held, a scandalous secret that left her vulnerable to him in many ways. Something about it made her... tingle. A soft breath left her lips as she refrained from closing the distance between them, and that meant she had to pull away entirely. She practically floated across the floor to the table, slipping into her chair and fixing her skirts before looking up to her betrothed, "I'm starving~" Her tone ended up being a bit more seductive than she anticipated, her words laced in desire and her voice almost raspy. A blush crossed her features as she realized it, and she quickly picked up her cup to take a sip of her tea as if to hide her features from the prince.
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Livewire 07-Dec-21 04:54 PM
As always, Hawthorne missed the woman's touch as soon as she pulled away, but he understood why she did it. Besides, he was hungry as well. Thankfully the food had been laid out in advance for them. However before he sat down he heard Yvette speak in the most alluring voice he had ever heard. Despite trying to hide his widened eyes, his eyebrows did raise as he took a seat beside her, trying very hard to control himself. "So am I," he said nonchalantly, immediately pouring himself a glass of cool water and drinking it quickly in a bid to cool his rapidly rising temperature. He then made himself a cup of tea. While he was doing so, his right leg lightly pressed against her left leg. Whether it was intentional or not was unknown, but regardless he did not pull away. He enjoyed any bit of contact he had with the princess, and after last night he knew that the feeling would only intensify.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 07-Dec-21 05:00 PM
Truthfully, every time the prince made contact with her she couldn't help but imagine if it went further. If his hand snaked under the table to pull her dress up and- get yourself together! The princess had to curl her fingers into her dress and place her cup of tea down to gather herself. She turned her head to her beloved and let a small smile cross her lips, "I believe my mother wanted to help us plan the décor for the wedding... would that be alright?" The thought of her mother being around them while they were this thirsty for one another's' touch was frightening, but Yvette had been able to put on a show for her mother before, why would it be any different now? She turned her body a bit towards the prince as she picked up a bite from her plate and began to eat, placing her hand gently atop of his own and squeezing his fingers once again.
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Truthfully, Hawthorne wasn't completely listening to what Yvette was saying. It was like he was in a dreamlike state. Yes he heard every word, but he was too busy enjoying the woman's presence to think straight. "I don't mind at all. After breakfast we can go with her. I don't think there will be much planning that we ourselves need to do, so any excuse for me to be close to you will be appreciated. Remember that we need to control ourselves, my love. But perhaps we can meet again tonight in the garden," he suggested, moving his leg away only to feel her hold his right hand while he sipped the warm spiced tea with his left. He couldn't get enough warmth from her, but now he had a new problem: every time he felt a part of her body meet his he couldn't help but imagine when he would feel all of her body against his. Behind closed doors where they could finally let loose....he shook his head. Those were not the thoughts he should be entertaining, especially at breakfast!
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"Lovely... I'm sure she'll be ecstatic to finally get to know more about you." The princess allowed her head to turn back to her breakfast, her fingers pushing his own apart and intertwining with them. She had to get herself together, it was improper to think about how easily it would be for the prince to pick her from her chair and bend her over the table- she suddenly cleared her throat, shaking her head as she realized just how intensely her heart was beating. "It seems the wedding can't come soon enough," she admitted, using her fork to push around the food on her plate. She had lost her appetite for food. There were plenty of other things on her mind that distracted her, and she knew that it would take something more than breakfast to take her mind off of it. Her leg pressed against his own, but she continued looking at her plate.
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Livewire 07-Dec-21 05:30 PM
A part of the prince was apprehensive about speaking to the woman's mother. Based on his own mother he knew that she would likely have supernatural foresight that would inform her of things no one else knew. If she somehow found out about their little game last night.....no, she wouldn't find out. The man had been trained in the art of setting up smokescreens and diversions. Hell he had peddled an image to all the kingdoms regarding himself for years and it had been wildly successful. He could surely handle the princess' mother. All his confidence went out the window when Yvette brushed her leg against his, his mind immediately filling with impure thoughts. Oh how he wished he could caress her thighs, spread them apart and-no! This was no time for those thoughts! He cleared his throat and continued sipping his tea, having to resist the urge to look at the woman until the heat he felt on his neck died down. "Indeed it can't. Perhaps we could get the date moved forward," he suggested, while being well aware that such a thing would not be possible. This wedding was an event for the ages, and due to its magnitude people from all around the realm would be flocking to the kingdom to witness it. He would just need to control himself until the night of their wedding. Then he would finally know release, when he and the princess- His thoughts were interrupted by the doors opening as his father and Yvette's mother walked in. Hawthorne kept a warm grasp on her hand, but he moved his leg away from hers as he smiled at the pair of elders. "Good morning Father, and your Higness. I trust you both had restful nights?"
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Yvette Verlice BOT 07-Dec-21 05:40 PM
The princess' head lifted quickly as the doors to the dining room swung open. There was little time for her to compose herself but somehow she did. A small smile curled the corners of her pink lips as her blue eyes switched from the king to her mother. Her heart dropped, she knew that look. Her mother knew something. Yvette did not let her smile fade, but she was afraid that her mother would begin chastising her for her actions. "Good morning, mother, your highness." "Yvette, you're glowing. It must be the charcoal the maids use for masks here," her mother began, perking her right eyebrow upwards. "Or perhaps it is something else." The princess felt her cheeks burning up slightly, as she bowed her head to avoid her mother's gaze. "The prince and I were just speaking about choosing décor with you after breakfast, he said he would be honored to have your presence with us. It made me quite happy." Despite being unable to meet her mother's gaze, her tone did not waver and it had regained it's usual strength. It would be hard not to believe her in this confidence, and her mother seemed to buy her lie. "That's very charming of you, my lord. As the bride's mother, I want to be sure her wedding ceremony is the talk of the entire realm. She deserves nothing less."
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“Good morning my Son, and my future daughter in law. Surprised to see you awake so early my boy, usually you come to breakfast late. Unless you are about to leave on another war campaign. You must have had a good night sleep as well.” The man gave the prince and the princess a smile that did not indicate anything which Hawthorne appreciated. Unlike Yvette’s mother who seemed to know something. Even so he would play his role perfectly, sipping his tea nonchalantly while stroking the back of the princess’ palm with his thumb, both to comfort her and as a distraction for her mother. “Why thank you your highness. Your daughter convinced me that I should make the best impression possible on my future mother in law. It seems that her kindness and grace are rubbing off on me. Not a small feat,” he chuckled, looking right at the mother ready in case she called his bluff. He knew flattery was a tried and tested tool of diversion. Hopefully it worked on her. “Your daughter deserves the world, and I fully intend on delivering it to her,” he said confidently, raising Yvette’s hand to his mouth and giving it a light peck in full view of both his father and her mother.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 07-Dec-21 06:00 PM
The queen let her grey eyes settle on the prince's features as if she was searching his eyes for the word 'liar' written in his soul. Usually her radar was pretty accurate, but this time she seemed satisfied. She grinned in response to his flattery, slipping into her chair so she could pick up the cup of tea that had been sitting for a bit. "My daughter is more than capable of making a man grovel at her feet. She learned that from me." A small chuckle left her wrinkled lips, her fingers tapping softly against the porcelain cup. Yvette couldn't help but roll her eyes at her mother's statement. It was obnoxiously true, however. Yvette had learned from the best that a woman could easily establish dominance over a man with the flick of a finger, if she did it right. Still, her daughter seemed a bit more reserved and humble than the queen herself. The party finished out their breakfast with idly chat, nothing to be noted of, with the princess rubbing her thumb against Hawthorne's knuckles mindlessly. Once they were all finished, Yvette and her mother stood up, the queen speaking first to the king, "my greatest gratitude for breakfast, your grace, but we have a wedding to plan and we wouldn't want to waste any more precious daylight."
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The sound of Hawthorne’s laugh was clear and true as he nodded in agreement with the Queen’s statement. “I wholeheartedly agree, your highness. I wager your daughter has already tamed the most dangerous man in all the kingdoms. Once we’re married I’ll be at her beck and call.” He spoke with the utmost conviction, showing clear reverence for the princess. And not merely to please her mother. The man genuinely felt that way for the princess. The rest of the morning carried on without much discussion. Once breakfast had been completed Hawthorne stood up and carried both his and Yvette’s plates away to be cleaned. The queen raised an eyebrow at this. “A prince who cleans after himself and his betrothed? Now there is something I did not expect. I would have imagined he were the type to leave carnage in his wake for others to clean. Your son is quite full of surprises, King Azun.” The king himself smiled at the praise for his boy. “The late queen and I raised him to be self sufficient, and also to take care of others at every chance. He does exactly that, albeit with his own methods. In any case, I wish you three a wonderful day. I have a few final arrangements to make myself.” With that the King left the hall as the prince re entered. With his back turned the king gave his son a knowing look, which the prince acknowledged with a small nod as he returned to the princess’ side. “So, shall we get going?”
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Yvette Verlice BOT 08-Dec-21 05:54 AM
"Ever so eager, your grace." The queen responded, before she stepped away from her chair and pushed out of the dinning room doors with ease. She, too, was very graceful with her steps and confident in her choices. Her words left her lips without hesitation and her head was always held high. Yvette had learned to be the same from years of being told she was more than just a woman with a title. She would one day be a queen. The silver princess gently led her lover out of the room with her mother, tightening her grip on his fingers as if warning him not to let go. Her mother led them effortlessly through the halls and down to the banquet hall, where tens of maids were running around trying to decorate for the upcoming wedding. "We must chose cloths, dishes, chalices, flowers, drapes, and many other things," she began, stepping up to a young maid no older than 16 who held up 4 different colors of napkins. "Red, blue, white, or cream, your grace?" She asked softly, bowing her head as she awaited their answer. Yvette eyed the options with a thoughtful frown stretching her cheeks, but it seemed that she couldn't choose. She turned her head towards the prince and let an exasperated sigh leave her lips, "if we theme the wedding red my people will feel like outsiders, if we theme it blue yours will. White is pure and untouched yet cream has a dash of personality to it. It seems that deciding these things for such a celebration is quite more difficult than what you like."
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Hawthorne for some reason found the princess’ strong grip attractive. To be fair though his people did hold great reverence for power in all forms. He mused on the thought as they walked. Upon reaching the banquet hall the prince was beset with questions and options for the wedding. He felt comfortable enough thinking quick. “I think that white and cream are a bit plain for my tastes. I do agree that red or blue would not be wise choices. I suggest we follow a purple and gold theme for the wedding. They are royal, complimentary colours. And of course as you said once before your highness, blue and red do make purple. Since this is a marriage of two nations I would say that would be a good choice,” Hawthorne said proudly, smiling at the memory of what the queen said when they first met which felt like eons ago. Any part of his life without Yvette in it now felt foreign.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 08-Dec-21 12:35 PM
The princess listened intently to the man’s words, and she resides in believing that even though he couldn’t have possibly gotten any better, he did by being so good with her mother. She didn’t know how, but he knew exactly how to speak with her and Yvette couldn’t help but smile gratefully on that matter. “You’re quite right, your highness. I’m surprised you have such an eye for the finer things… and a good memory, too.” The queen looked almost shocked as she studied the prince as if she didn’t trust him. A part of her assumed Yvette had given him tips but when she glanced at her daughter she seemed just as surprised as she was. “Purple it is. Yet it should be lavender, as we don’t want too dark of a themed wedding. It will be a day of luck, and we wouldn’t want to risk pairing your marriage with shadows.” She turned on her heel and walked quietly towards a small table with a few plates and cups strewn about. Yvette leaned over to her prince and whispered softly into his ear, “perhaps you’ll get my mother to like you after all.” She teased him with a gentle giggle, following her mother dutifully to the table. “It seems you’ve already answered wether we will use gold or silver, but the issue is, which of the finer golden sets should we use?” Four different plates lay in front of them, one decorated with finely carved roses, the next with wildlife, the next with foliage, and the last with swirls of all sorts of patterns. Yvette reached forward and picked up the plate with the roses, her fingers drifting gingerly over the carvings, “roses. Romance, beauty, and courage. A fine representation of what I hope our marriage will be like.”
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Hawthorne beamed with pride at the Queen’a approval, silently thanking his own mother for teaching him the importance of symbolism and giving him a keen attention to detail as a child. “Why thank you, your Highness. I tend to perform better when it is related to something I care about. And right now, your daughter is the most important thing in the world to me,” he said warmly, words filled with conviction as he looked to Yvette, feeling even more proud when he saw how surprised she looked. He gave her hand a light squeeze while nodding along to the Queen’s recommendations. Once she turned around he heard the beautiful voice of the princess in his ear, the sound warming his entire body. He snickered at her surprise before retorting. “Now why the surprise, princess? I thought you knew by now that I’m quite charming,” he whispered back quickly. He then turned to the queen on the issue of plates. Thankfully Yvette answered this one for him. Personally he would have chosen the swirls but he liked her decision nonetheless. “Also quite sharp and cutting if handled incorrectly. Able to defend themselves while being revered for their beauty. Something I know my wife will be like,” he teased, openly complimenting his future wife in front of his mother. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 08-Dec-21 01:34 PM
”It seems you are quite taken by my daughter. I have wondered, what caused you to leave the table in such a hurry the day we arrived?” The queen asked, as she took the plate from the princess and began to inspect it’s reflective surface with a keen eye. “Mother-“ Yvette tried to object to her questions, but she lifted her head and cast a warning glance at her daughter, “if your future husband is so keen on wedding you, he can answer this question truthfully.” She snapped, and Yvette let out an exasperated sigh through her nose, the annoyed dragon turning her attention away from her mother and down to the cups. The queen snapped her attention back to Hawthorne, her left eyebrow lifting slightly as she waited for him to answer. The queen was highly protective of her daughter and if the prince had any intention on harming her in some way she would find another prince to marry her to and save their people.
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Hawthorne was not easily rattled by the Queen's accusing gaze and questions. He walked past the Princess, rubbing her side discreetly for reassurance as he approached her mother. He walked strong and tall, never once breaking eye contact as he came to a stop about two feet away from her. "Your mother has a right to ask Yvette. A good parent is a concerned parent. As for you question your highness, I will admit that my actions surprised me as well. I've never walked out of a banquet like that before. Once I arrived at my chambers I questioned myself. I wasn't angry at Yvette for what she said to me, nor did she do anything indecent. But after mulling it over in the bath I realized why I acted like that: it was because I felt enamoured by her and I had to leave in order to control my emotions." He paused, letting the revelation sink in, before continuing. "I'm not naive to the nature of these sorts of marriages. You are not the first to come to our kingdom and offer a daughter to be wed to me in order to form an alliance. None of the other kingdoms interested me though, for the simple fact that it was obvious they were willing to do anything to earn my favour. I could simply look at them with disapproval and they would change their tune, bending over backwards to accommodate me. I do not to be able to walk over my wife like a mat. If she is willing to cast aside all her beliefs purely to make me happy, then I will never know the woman I married." He turned to Yvette, smiling at her warmly. "So when your daughter not only opposed me, but didn't back down in the slightest, or even attempt to apologize to me in private afterwards I knew she was a woman I could call and equal. I'm attracted to her strength, to a dangerous extent. So at times I need to recuse myself to maintain proper etiquette. Still, I apologize for my actions. I did not mean to disrespect either of you. I hope you both can forgive me."
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Yvette Verlice BOT 08-Dec-21 03:22 PM
The queen did not back down as the prince neared her, those intense grey eyes glaring into his orange ones with a challenge. Her challenge was threatening, much unlike Yvette’s usually playful gleam in her eyes. The queen wanted to be sure that the prince told the truth, and she would know if he didn’t. Perhaps in that regard they were the same. Her eyebrow cocked up as he spoke, and for a moment after he finished she just gazed at him. She did not speak, waiting to see if any movement or twitch of the eye might reveal that he was playing her for a fool. But he did not. Not an inch of the prince gave way to a lie, and the queen eventually shifted her gaze to her daughter who had stayed a few paces back to allow her mother and betrothed to have a mini pissing match in the middle of the banquet hall. What was it about this room? Tension always seemed to be apparent when they were there. “I’ve never met a man quite like your father,” she began, her stern features smoothing into a reminiscent grin, “but your father was never a coward. He lifted me up to be a queen, a woman with a voice. He treated me as I expect your prince to treat you, and the prince reminds me of these qualities.” The queen placed a hand on the prince’s shoulder as her gaze fell back onto him, “as you are already aware, the princess is not like other women. She will not allow you to make the same mistake twice. She will doubt your judgments and she will twist you arm at every turn. I can only hope that you can admire those qualities because if you do she will become the blade to your sword.” A motherly smile lifted the corners of her lips as she looked into his eyes, patting his shoulder with a bit of pride before she lifted her hands to clap them together, “now! Onto the flowers!” The queen spun around on her heel and began walking to the back of the banquet hall, leaving the princess to step forward and take the prince’s hands bashfully. “I’m so sorry… she can be,”
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Hawthorne smiled in triumph when the Queen accepted him, feeling the adrenaline wearing off as she walked off. He had to resist the urge to say 'you promise?' when she said the princess would twist his arm. For some reason the thought of Yvette getting physical made him excited. His thoughts were interrupted by the princess stepping forward and taking his hand. He looked over at her, chuckling at her apology and once again having to resist the urge to kiss her. Even with her mother a few steps away, that was a difficult task. "You don't say? I can certainly see where you get it from. Lucky for you, I love it," he said to her through a grin.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 08-Dec-21 03:52 PM
Yvette let a smile cross her lips as she looked up into the prince’s warm gaze and she had to fight the temptation to kiss him. It was heart warming to see him get along with her mother, it would make holiday dinners easier. “Good,” she whispered and gave him a small wink before she lead him to follow after her mother. — The day went by rather smoothly after that, the princess and queen dragging the prince on a long journey of planning every small detail of the wedding. It wasn’t too long before they would head back to the dinning hall, where they would share a dinner with the king and retire back to their chambers for the night. Yvette followed her mother and the prince into the dinning room, moving around to the side of the table where she had already made home. She slipped into the cushion of the chair, looking up at Hawthorne with an excited smile as the smell of finely prepped duck filled her nose. “It smells wonderful.” She hummed to him, licking her lips absentmindedly.
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--------- It had been a rather uneventful day, aside from the grilling Hawthorne received from Yvette's mother. He wasn't complaining though, especially when it came time for dinner. The man was famished, but as delicious as the smells that greeted the three of them when they walked into the dining hall were, he was more looking forward to enjoying the princess' company. He eagerly took his seat beside her, waiting for her and her mother to sit before he did the same as that was the gentlemanly thing to do. As soon as he did though he scooted his seat next to hers, holding her hand under the table and glancing at her. Only a part of him would regret it because the moment he looked over he saw her lick her lips. While she hadn't done it in a deliberately arousing way, the prince was a hot blooded man and so anything she did could set him off. He looked away for just a moment, feeling heat rising in his cheeks. He had never before been caught blushing, yet here he was immediately pouring himself a glass of water from the pitcher laid out on the table. "Would either of you care for some water?" he asked, his tone much more sheepish than normal as he looked down at his plate. Get it together you hot-blooded gecko! Her mother is right there!
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Yvette Verlice BOT 08-Dec-21 04:19 PM
Yvette had to hold back a girlish giggle as the man pulled his chair closer to her. Her fingers welcomed his immediately, curling around his digits with a loving embrace. She turned to look at him, her face twisting into a bit of confusion as she saw color rushing to his cheeks. She wondered what had set him off like this, but her question was fleeting as her mother spoke up, “the wedding’s details are being finalized. We only have to wait one more day for the staff to put things together. Isn’t it exciting?” She asked the table, as the doors behind her opened up for a servant to come through the doors carrying a tray of cups. He began placing one in front of each guest, the king first and Yvette last. “I do not wish to wait a second longer before marrying the prince, but I will if I must,” she said softly as her thumb ran over the back of his hand. Yvette leaned forward and wrapped her fingers around the cup, bringing it to her lips to take a sip before she was interrupted by a maid bursting through the dinning room doors and quite literally leaping over the table to smack it out of her hand. The hot liquid flew and landed over the princess’ dress and she stood up quickly in retaliation of the flying cup. “No, your majesty!” The girl cried as she flew, her body landing on top of the table and revealing her rather tattered apron and clothes beneath. For a moment, the dragon within Yvette begged to be released, the markings of the beast illuminating from her skin in a blinding blue and the scales around her eyes appearing as she stared down at the maid. “What is the meaning of this disrespect?!” She demanded, her voice just barely laced with the growl of a beast and almost shaking the very table on its legs.
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The girl slowly slithered off of the table, her clothes coated in food and grime as she fell to her knees and placed her head to the ground. She had begun trembling, the sight of the almighty dragon striking horror into her heart, “the tea was spiked, my princess!” She cried, her voice a shrill and shivering whine. “I witnessed a boy pouring an unmarked liquid into the tea before it was brought to you. I fear it was poison!”
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The prince’s heart swelled when Yvette spoke of her desire to marry him immediately, her words sending a different type of warmth through his body as hi blush calmed. As much as she may have fallen for him, he had become just as enamoured with her. She was different than all the other women that had been brought before him. She didn’t bend to please him. She didn’t cower at his power or when he got angry. In fact she seemed to become even bolder, never afraid of him at least to his knowledge. And she wanted nothing from him but his companionship. He had given her a chance to leave, and ever since that night she had been entering deeper and deeper into his heart, entrenching herself firmly. He was about to say something to her as she prepared to sip her tea when all of a sudden a maid burst in and slapped it out of her hand. The gesture shocked the prince. Which promptly turned to bubbling anger at the maid. But upon hearing of poison his widened eyes softened, immediately grabbing the now empty cup and sniffing it, recoiling at the scent of sulfur. She was right. He turned to Yvette who looked as imposing as…well, him. He immediately held her back, looking her intently in the eyes. “She speaks the truth Yvette! Calm yourself!” He said loudly and as calmly as possible before turning to the maid, eyebrows furrowed. “Who was this boy??? Guards! Lock the castle down and find this assassin! Now!”
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Yvette Verlice BOT 08-Dec-21 04:59 PM
The princess had already begun to calm down as the maid quivered before her, the markings of her dragon beginning to die down as she realized the seriousness of the situation. She turned to her lover, her eyes widened as shock of the moment set in. She felt… nothing, like the world around her was but a movie and she was just watching it. She was not horrified, or concerned - just empty. Her mother stood to her feet, running around to the opposite side of the table and wrapping her arms around Yvette who was still gaping at the prince with little expression on her pale features. “Poison?” Was all she could say, barely hearing the sounds of metal clanking against metal as three soldiers came to the door of the dinning room and stood guard. Her mother turned to the maid, anger raging in her eyes, “take this girl at once and find out everything she knows about the traitor!” She demanded, and one of the guards immediately turned and came to the girl’s side. He picked her up from her spot on the ground, and she refused to leave before explaining herself further, “I tried to come earlier, but he held me back! He tried to beat it out of me!” She cried as the soldier drug her out of the room.
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Hawthorne was not used to being a comfort giver but he had to try for Yvette. He put the poisoned cup down far away from her, making sure none got on him or in her mouth. It was on her dress but thankfully she hadn’t seemed to ingest any. Her eyes seemed glassy and far away. She was likely in shock and disbelief. He turned away from her for just a moment to look at the maid girl as she explained, his kind running a thousand paces a minute. Who could have done such a thing, and why? “Who was it, maid? Give me a name or description,” he said as calmly as he good for a man who had just heard someone had attempted to poison his bride. That is to say, he was barely holding it together, puffs of black steam emanating from his nostrils as he stared at the guards. “LEAVE HER!” Hawthorne boomed, his voice rippling through the air and instantly freezing the guards in place who let go of the woman and cowered. The maid was also petrified but the look on the Prince’s face softened, almost pleading, and as a result she spoke shakily. “I…..I am not sure. He wore a cloak, and black gloves. He was about my height, maybe a few inches taller. And he had a smooth voice.”
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Yvette Verlice BOT 08-Dec-21 05:34 PM
The queen had acted in panic, so when Hawthorne ordered the guard to leave the maid she did not object. He would know what to do, and as she witnessed him grow so terrifyingly angry she trusted him to figure out who had tried to murder her daughter. Her skinny hands turned her daughter around and wrapped her into a deep hug, pressing her head against her chest and letting a soft hush come from her lips as if she was comforting the princess like when she was little. Yvette’s eyes were still glassy, and she couldn’t even process what was going on in front of her. This was perhaps the only time the princess had ever been entirely speechless and unresponsive, the almighty dragon reduced to a quiet and nearly lifeless creature. “He ran down the hallways towards the southern wing. I don’t know where he went because I came straight here!”
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Hawthorne listened intently up until she mentioned a location, at which he bolted up from his seat. Fire curled off the man as his rage now had a target. Even so he looked back at Yvette. He didn’t want to leave her, but he desired revenge. He wanted answers. And her mother was here with her. “Take care of Yvette, I will be back soon,” Hawthorne said softly before whipping his head to the guards. “If a single hair on her head is harmed by the time I return, everyone in this room will feel my wrath.” He didn’t bother confirming they understood. The fear in their eyes told him that they knew and would listen. With that he ran out of the room, rushing towards the southern wing of the castle. He knew there was but one exit in that area, so he knew where to intercept the would be assassin. As he ran, more and more of his draconic markings began to appear. They were hidden under his clothes but they had begun to glow hot like coals in a furnace, running down his back and curling around his arms down to his wrists. With adrenaline and rage coursing through his veins he roared loudly, the sound able to be heard from all parts of the castle and beyond it. Ever since Yvette had arrived he had been much calmer and kinder. But now with her life having been threatened he was angrier than ever. The Devil of the North had awoken.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 08-Dec-21 06:08 PM
The queen watched the prince leave the dinning room, holding her daughter close to her chest and vowing that if the prince didn’t make this assassin suffer. She would. — A boy covered in a black coat walked swiftly down the southern hall, afraid that if he ran he might attract the wrong kind of attention. His hazel eyes darted around the shadows of the hallways, searching for any movement from guards… or anyone who might’ve figured out his plan. He was beginning to worry that his poison hadn’t worked, that the princess was still alive and that he was being chased down at that very moment. All he could do was run towards the exit, the hood of his cloak hiding him from any suspecting eyes for now. His footsteps echoed among the halls, and his shadow stretched over the floors as he passed the burning fires that lined the walls. When he heard footsteps running towards him, he knew something was wrong, and immediately burst into a sprint to get away from them.
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Hawthorne surged through the kingdom like a man on fire, golden eyes blazing uncomfortably hot. His blood red sash billowed in the wind, whipping from side to side when he turned a corner. He plunged into a dimly lit corridor on the southern end of the castle and heard footsteps. The sound only made him more angry, his speed increasing as he ran straight for it. The second he saw the cloaked figure running in the opposite direction he snarled behind them, running at maximum speed and easily catching them with a hard shoulder tackle that sent them flying to the ground with a thud. “WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING, SCUM?!??” The prince boomed, wrapping a hand around their neck and lifting them effortlessly, before slamming them against a nearby wall, the torch illuminating the anger on his face as he stared menacingly at the figure, fingers closing around their throat with every passing second.
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The boy desperately tried to make it to the door before the steps got close enough, but it seemed that it was entirely too late when he was suddenly tackled to the hard tile by a large amount of weight slamming into him from behind. He let out a yelp of pain as his face slammed into the floor, but he had no time to retaliate before he found himself being lifted from the ground by a strong grip. He began to sputter and gasp for breath as his feet dangled above the ground, his dark eyes lowering to meet the fiery gaze of the prince. He feared for his life but he knew what his job was, and he did not let the prince’s threatening glow stop him from what he was to do next. The boy pulled a dagger from his cloak, shoving it quickly into the prince’s side. He barely overshot his blade, only cutting into the prince’s side by an inch. With the other hand, the boy brought a small pill to his lips and tossed it against his tongue. “Death to the dragons.” He grumbled, just before chomping down on the little white pill and letting an evil chuckle shake his chest. Only moments after he did this, he began to foam at the lips, his body convulsing aggressively and limbs thrashing for minutes on end before his eyes rolled into the back of his head. His body slowly went entirely limp as his soul escaped his body and he died in the prince’s arms. Seems he would rather die than be questioned by the dragon.
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Hawthorne had been so enraged that he did not even see the hidden dagger. Luckily dragons were known for their thick hides. That, and the assassin had terrible aim, only grazing his abdomen. However just as the prince prepared to burn him alive as a means of getting answers, the assassin bit down on a little pill. Shortly after the foamed at the mouth and died, still held against the wall guy the prince who was angry he was not the one to send the rat to Hell. He also had no answers or information to go on except the man’s words. Death to the dragons. __ A few minutes later, Hawthorne would re-enter the dining hall, a red gash on his abdomen and dragging the lifeless assassin’s body behind him, depositing him on the ground in the middle of the court as he spoke. He glanced at Yvette, and seeing her still shell shocked made his heart weep in a way it never had before. Still he pressed on. “This man is the would-be assassin. He killed himself after proclaiming death to the dragons and attempting to do the same to me.” The prince spoke without fear, not even allowing a wince to appear on his face. The adrenaline in his body also dulled any pain he felt. The only thing he felt was concern for Yvette.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 09-Dec-21 09:03 AM
Almost as if the prince was her cure, once his voice filled the air of the room her blue eyes snapped towards his form. Her eyelids fluttered as she tried to process what was going on, but she had no time to worry for herself before she noticed the blood on his abdomen. She pushed her mother away without worrying how she might feel, moving around the side of the table that the boy’s lifeless body was not on, and stopped just before their bodies touched. Her worried eyes fell down to his wound before she took his arms into her hands and looked up into his eyes, “are you alright?” She asked softly. There was nothing more important to her than making sure her prince was safe, but she could feel an internal boil of anger rising for whoever did this to her betrothed. They would pay.
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The guards hurriedly took the dead body out of the dining room to be dealt with. The royals were left alone with a small group of guards in the room as maids were escorted out. The king then came over to his son, staring at his injuries. “Son are you-“ he began to say before the princess beat him to the young man’s side. Hawthorne saw her come over. He was relieved that she was no longer glassy eyed, nodding at her question. “I’m fine my love. It will take more than a stray dagger strike to kill me,” he said, raising his shirt to reveal the wound had been cauterized by his own hand. The slash was purple, as was a significant amount of his right side but it wasn’t bleeding. Even so he did wince a little, the pain finally settling in as he put his shirt down. “The knife could have been poisoned my son,” the king said cautiously, he too coming to his son’s side. In response the prince shook his head, reaching behind him and pulling out the dagger, holding it by the obsidian curved handle. It’s blade was tinted red. “Have the blacksmiths analyze this blade, as well as the mages. Perhaps they can ascertain where the killer came from,” he said handing the blade to his father carefully who looked at him. “You still need treatment, Hawthorne.” “No,” he said flatly, looking at Yvette. “Yvette was the target, her health comes first. Have her changed out of the dress and ensure she’s not been affected by the poison. I will set about informing the guards to change their routes to focus on her. I will stand watch over her as well.”
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Yvette Verlice BOT 09-Dec-21 03:10 PM
If the princess had been alone with the prince, perhaps she would’ve done more to show her worries… but with all the eyes on the two of them she had to settle for taking his hands and looking up into his eyes with a frown of disapproval. “We are about to be a team. A pair. If you die, I would be devastated. Please, Hawthorne… please let the physician look at your wound. If I lost you my world would be night without a moon.” She stepped forwards and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him against her yet not letting her soaked dress touch his abdomen in fear the sulfur would get through their clothes and poison him through his cut. “You are my moon… and my stars. The light in the night. I can’t lose you.” She whispered to the man, placing her head on his chest as she tried to conceal her fear. They had both been attacked by an unknown source, and suddenly it was so much clearer how easily they could be taken from one another. The queen stepped forward and reached out, placing a gentle hand to the prince’s shoulder and letting her features twist in worry. “She’s right, from now on your fates are connected and if the boy intended on killing Yvette because she is a dragon you may be in danger, too.”
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Hawthorne had always been a prideful fellow that strongly believed in the age old remedy of ‘walking it off.’ But seeing and hearing Yvette’s genuine care weakened his resolve. Her soft tone, coupled with the fact that she had almost been poisoned made the man not want to deny her. She had been through enough tonight. For good measure, Yvette’s mother came forward as well, all three now requesting he see a physician. Though if he was being honest the princess had tipped him over the edge. The prince sighed loudly, squeezing her hands gently and then wrapping his arms around her after she let go, looking at her kindly. “Fine, I’ll see a physician. But you’re coming too. Want to make sure that poison hasn’t affected you. Understand?” He asked softly yet firmly while hugging her close, rubbing the back of her head with one hand while she rested it against his chest. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 09-Dec-21 04:12 PM
Soft blue eyes lifted once more up to the prince to greet him warmly as his relent to not see the doctor elevated at least a bit of the concern that he stricken her heart. Once the prince requested that she went with him was when at least some of the shock alleviated from her shoulders and Yvette's body finally felt the impact of the moment. It really was almost as if a freight train had run her right over, knowing that if the maid had been a moment too late she would be the one dead on the ground and not the boy. She could almost hear her mother's anguished cries as she clutched her cooling body to her chest. Yvette's eyes flashed with fear for just a moment as she gazed up at Hawthorne, stepping back as her own thoughts nearly sent her into a panic once more. The princess felt her thoughts slipping away into a dark place, and had to shake her head to free herself from the rather merciless possibility of death. "Of course..." was all she could choke out before she turned and walked out of the dinning room and into the hall. It all felt so suddenly claustrophobic, like the room and the people around her were going to pounce on her and force her to stop breathing altogether. Death to the dragons was all that she could think about. Why did the boy want Yvette and Hawthorne dead? Why had they waited for their wedding to be announced before attempting an assassination? And how the hell did the boy get into the kitchens with not a soul noticing that he shouldn't be there? ....
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xBadrukax 09-Dec-21 04:13 PM
The soft click of boots echoed along a long, dimly lit hallway, accompanied by the occasional drip of water falling into a puddle on the floor. A man rounded the corner to a small room, his long black cloak draping behind him and dragging along the damp floors as he neared another figure. "The boy did not arrive," he spoke as his steps came to a slow, and then a halt. His breathing was labored, a rough pant that echoed off of the walls... but nothing else dare sound as well. ".. was he successful?" The other figure retorted with a quiet, raspy croak. It sounded as if the figure had no voice, that the noises which came from it's throat were a string of gasps and whispers attempting to be a voice. It's head nearly reached the ceiling, which stood at least 7 feet tall, and it's shoulders were nearly as wide as a boulder. The figure seemed to be another man, but his features were shrouded in darkness. "The princess is still breathing," grumbled the other voice, disappointment lacing his tone one he curled his arms over his chest. Yet, the moment the other figure pushed off of the stone wall and turned to glare directly into his face he seemed to cower in it's presence. "If the princess refuses to die... I suppose I will have to kill her myself, and her little fire prince," the voice scathed, and the much taller man stepped forward, shoving the other aside with a broad shoulder. "She had the chance to die painlessly. Yet, this is war," he mumbled as he returned down the hall the other man had just come down. His companion stared after him, the hairs on his arms beginning to stand on edge on the pure evil he sensed lingering in the cool air. ...
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Yvette Verlice BOT 09-Dec-21 04:13 PM
Yvette leaned against the wall of the hallway, one of the guards that had followed her moving up to try and catch her if she fell, "princess! are you alright?" He asked, but Yvette spun around and gripped the handle of his sword before pulling it entirely out of it's sheathe and pointing the tip at his throat. "Don't touch me!" She warned, her voice quivering with fear yet once again booming off the walls in her power. "My apologies, your highness," he said to the dragon, which had once again ignited in her aqua glory. Water had begun to pour out from under her dress, defying gravity and reaching up to defend her from any threats like liquid tentacles daring anyone to approach her. The princess had never been a physically violent person, but she felt even more distrustful of the staff after what had just happened. "Don't. Touch. Me." She warned again, her grip on the sword mighty and confident, considering she had been taught at a young age how to wield any blade from sword to dagger.
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Livewire 09-Dec-21 04:24 PM
The prince started to smile at the princess, when all of a sudden she pulled away and began to walk out of the room in a sort of trance. The prince immediately followed her out, trying to understand where she was going. The King and Queen also followed Yvette out of the dining hall into the hallway. The prince was about to ask if she was alright when he saw her draw a sword and point it at one of the guards. The man backed up as she had demanded but Hawthorne could see she was clearly in distress, as evident by water surrounding her in the shape of tentacles, swaying as if ready to defend the woman from anyone who came forward. Even still, Hawthorne approached her. "Yvette, calm down. You're safe now, I promise," he said soothingly, walking towards her with outstretched hands despite the tentacles starting to sway faster and faster. "Son," the King said, only for the Prince to raise his hand. The young man only cared for Yvette's wellbeing.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 09-Dec-21 04:48 PM
The princess turned the sword towards the voice which called to her, flinching at the sight of her lover and immediately dropping the tip of the blade. Tears quickly flooded her eyes, the tentacles of water that protected her parting just enough to allow the prince passage. He was the only one she trusted in that moment, as she knew that he would do nothing to harm her. "I- i... how do i know-.." she stuttered, those same tears beginning to travel quickly down her cheeks. She lowered the sword until the blade hit the ground beside her, a shiver beginning to rock her limbs as her heart began to race within her chest, "how do i know who wants to kill me?" Distress was evident in the dragon's voice, a traumatic response to the near death experience she had only just endured. All color had drained from her face as she began to shake her head quickly, "they poisoned my tea... what if they're hiding in the shadows? Or if they break through my window in my sleep? What if I don't know there is danger until it's too late?"
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Hawthorne said nothing at first, walking through where the tentacles parted and wrapping his arms around Yvette in a tender embrace, a hand immediately cradling and rubbing the back of her head. He looked her right in the eyes, his golden yellow irises warm and soft. “You won’t know,” Hawthorne said gently, “heavy is the head that wears the crown. The day we were born, someone was likely plotting our downfall. That’s the life we live, my love. Know that I will never seek to harm you, nor will I let it come to you. My father loves you. Your mother loves you. The guards here have protected my family for generations, and even then all of them will be questioned. I promise you my love: no harm will come to you while I am alive,” he said firmly. He was blunt and honest: being royalty put a massive target on your back from the time you were born. He knew that well. It seemed that she hadn’t been victim to life’s cruelty in the form of deception. But he also spoke with conviction and devotion. Her mother was right: their lives were intertwined now. And as such any discomfort of fear she felt would be felt by him as well. He dried her tears as he spoke again. “I will personally watch over you, along with members of my personal army. They are loyal till death, having walked towards it with me and returned alive. All of them have risked their life for me and would do so again in a heartbeat. Now they will do the same for you. As will I.”
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Yvette Verlice BOT 09-Dec-21 05:11 PM
Her eyes traveled from his left to his right as he spoke, as if his words also reflected in his golden hues... but truthfully, every moment longer she looked into his features she felt a bit more safe. She had only known the man for a few days yet she trusted her very life in his fiery hands, and anyone else would be wise to do the same. Yvette had been witness to betrayal before, yet that was the very thing that frightened her so. She knew just how easy it was to find your way into the inner workings of her family and do more harm than good. She had just believed that she wouldn't have to deal with such a thing ever again. The princess slowly let her head fall against his shoulder one more time, closing her eyes and allowing the remnants of her tears to fall into his blazer. Slowly and surely the water at her feet began to lose it's magic and instead wet the rug below them. Her soft fingers ran along his back as she reminded herself where she was and focused on the texture of his shirt. "I trust you," she whispered softly into his shoulder, her delicate fingers gingerly curling into the fabric of his shirt and clinging onto him as if he might disappear if she let go. Could anyone blame her for being so frightened? Death had kissed her lips and she lived to tell the tale. Anyone would be shaken after that.
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Livewire 09-Dec-21 05:26 PM
Hawthorne hugged her close and in a bold move even for him, planted a kiss on her forehead in plain view of the King and Queen. While in of itself a very chaste gesture, it was tradition to not have any intimacy with a bride before the wedding itself. But Hawthorne knew she needed comfort right now, and so he would take any consequences that came his way as a result. “I know. And I trust you too my love. Now come, we have a date with the physician. Not even my father has been able to sway me as easily as you do. I fear you’re turning me soft,” he said in a light tone, chuckling a little in a desperate bid to lighten her mood. She had good reason to be scared but too much fear was a sickness and he would not allow it to grip his bride. Mercifully his father understood and smiled faintly, walking close to the couple. “Come you two. I will have the physician and apothecary prepare their stations at once. Follow me,” he said, beginning to quietly lead them down the hallway. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 09-Dec-21 05:48 PM
The woman did not let her left arm release her prince's back, instead keeping her grip around his back tight as they walked after the king. She could feel the cold of the tea that soaked her dress beginning to chill her to the bone, but the warmth of Hellek's body against her own was enough to keep her from freezing. She didn't say anything even as they walked through the flame lit halls of the palace, more so taking in every moment of breath that she could. She was just thankful she was alive and that Hawthorne was still by her side. Once the king brought them into a small room with medicinal beds lining the halls, Yvette slowed to a stop and turned her head towards her lover. She tried to hide the small shiver that had washed over her from the cold but it was proving nearly impossible to do, "I'm sorry for... well, my outburst." She whispered quietly, so that no one else would hear, "I'm fairly afraid of the things that could happen even within the walls but it was no reason to snap at your soldier like I did."
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Once they had gotten to the physician’s room, Hawthorne immediately was instructed to lay on one bed while Yvette was told to go to the one beside it. They weren’t too far so the prince could still hold her hand as they were looked at which was comforting. Despite his stubbornness earlier he had admittedly been here many times after battle to get wounds treated and as such he knew the protocol. So before he was even asked he stripped off his shirt, exposing his ripped upper body which was purple on the right side. As he turned to lay down on the bed his muscular body would be on fully display. The man didn’t appear to have a single ounce of fat on his bones, just pure muscle. He had a pronounced 6-pack and his muscles were sharply defined. He appeared to have been literally chiselled out of granite as he lay down. He smiled at the princess’ whisper, holding her hand gently and replying in a similarly quiet tone so as not to embarrass her. “You have no need to apologize. Those men have handled worse outbursts from me. You had every right to act that way. I’m just glad you’re alright,” he said soothingly into her ear before pulling away and laying down on the bed assigned to him, looking at the women with a kind smile which did not match how devilishly attractive he looked shirtless. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 09-Dec-21 06:24 PM
As the moments passed by the princess seemed to slowly come back to herself, slowly settling into the bed beside him. She turned her head to look over at him, and for a moment his shirtless body distracted her from the rest of her dark thoughts. A blush immediately flushed over her cheeks but she couldn't bring herself to look away. After all, she was to be married to him anyways. She let her eyes drink in every inch of his toned body as if it would be the first and last time she would ever see him again. Her heart had begun to race and her breathing hastened, just as the shiver of her limbs quickly faded away as her body heated in lust. Her attention was snapped away when her maids came through the door, one of them holding a replacement gown that she could switch in to until she could go bathe away the spiked tea from her body. They all seemed extremely worried for her as they began to fawn over her with high pitched voices. "please... I'm alright. Please let the physician do his job." Yvette shooed the maids away and they obeyed her wishes with soft grumbles of disappointment, leaving just in time for the physician to come over and start asking questions. She assured him that it was only cold, and that she felt fine. She was fairly sure the tea hadn't even touched her lips before the maid slapped it out of her hand, which she told him that as well. "Hm... well, I'm going to give you an ointment for the area just to be sure. Apply it generously twice a day for three days and it should reverse or prevent the effects of the poison."
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Livewire 10-Dec-21 02:56 AM
Hawthorne took some pleasure in Yvette’s eyes locking onto his body. While this was no time for them to flirt, he was grateful that she had been somewhat taken away from her negative feelings, even if it was only temporary. He watched as the Physician looked over her. The prince also paid attention to her maids being so worried for her well-being, which he also took solace in. Once the physician finished with Yvette, the doctor turned and came to Hawthorne’s side, looking over the side of his abdomen. “Your cauterization skills have improved my liege. Even so, I’d implore you not to use such a high heat. As far as your treatment, you know what comes next.” The prince simply nodded and braced himself as the physician grabbed two cloths and two small bowls, one filled with alcohol and the other with water. The physician took one cloth, soaked it in alcohol and started disinfecting the man’s wound. The prince winced and grimaced at the burning sensation, holding back groans and curses. He didn’t want the princess to worry. Even so, his face made it clear that he was in discomfort.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 05:28 AM
The princess turned her head to look at her prince, and she couldn’t help but grow worried for him as the physician started to clean his wounds. Her heart grew heavy and her chest seemed to clench but she tried to stay strong for him as she reached out and took his hand for him to hold. Her worried blue gaze watched as the doctor cleaned him, sitting up in her own bed and reaching forwards to gently run her palm over the length of his arm. She hoped to soothe him, to ease his pain somehow… but she knew that there was not really a good way to do that at this point. She could only be there for him. “Your grace… we have to change you out of that dress,” one of her maids said, having returned to the room and came to the side of the bed and placing a hand to her shoulder. Yvette almost objected before the physician turned his head towards her and gave her a serious frown, “before the sulfur begins to eat away at your skin, child.” The princess gave a soft sigh as she gave the prince a solemn look, slowly releasing his hand and walking with the maids to a small room divider where they diligently removed her dress from her thin body. The sun had cast just right from behind the thin walls of the divider, casting the smallest shadows of the princess and her maids. If he had looked, he would’ve been able to see the curvy outline of her body before the girls began to wipe down her body with a wetted cloth. They would bathe her fully later, but at this moment she had to be at the very least wiped down. The slipped a simple white nightgown over her shoulders, tying a cape around her shoulders to conceal her body before allowing her to return to the prince’s side. She took his hand again into her own, her fingers slipping in between his own and holding onto him gently.
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Hawthorne closed his eyes and tried to block out the annoying pain as the doctor worked. They did their job well so it was no fault of their own. He opened them at the feeling of a hand holding his, his golden yellow eyes locking on the princess and instantly softening. The pain did subside at the sight of her. His grimace turned to a smile as he looked at her softly. However when she had to pull away he nodded. “Go my love. I’ll be alright,” he said warmly, watching her until she disappeared behind a screen. Even so he looked away out of respect. He missed her presence immediately, but thankfully she returned to view soon enough. He had wanted to look a few times but he felt a strong sense of respect for her, and he was having enough fantasies of her as it was. The last thing he needed was to see her body’s outline and spontaneously catch fire. The prince looked at her when she returned, holding her gently as he looked at her lovingly. “You look beautiful, but then again when do you not?” He spoke teasingly, but his compliment was genuine.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 06:02 AM
Yvette couldn’t help but let a smile cross her features at his words, stepping forwards to press a gentle hand to the top of his head and pet his raven hair. “You flatter me, my love..” she said softly, her blue eyes washing over his body in a mixture of love, worry, and perhaps a bit of playfulness. He always seemed to know how to lighten the mood between the two of them, and for that she was grateful. “How is his wound?” She asked the physician, bringing Hawthorne’s hand up and pressing their entertained hands against her chest - close to her heart so that he knew that she was with him and she wasn’t going to go until she knew he was alright. She looked down to the purple spots along his torso, her features twisting into sadness as she thought about what he had done for her. Her fingers tightened around his own as she held back a biting remark about how careless he had been, how it got him hurt.. but she knew that wasn’t fair. She was just worried about him.
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“The wound is fine. Looks much worse than it is. There was no poison on the blade, and the prince cauterized it fairly quickly. The mark should disappear in a fortnight or so,” the physician said. The prince sighed with relief. Not for himself but for Yvette. He hoped she wasn’t too concerned . The look on her face still showed concern, and her holding their joined hands to her chest also gave that feeling off. He raised his free hand up to her cheek, lightly cupping it as he spoke. “I’m alright my love, I promise. Don’t worry about me,” he said calmly. Much too calmly for a man with a wound from a blade sharp enough to cut through dragon skin. But he had been here before. He was used to the spectre of death, for they had crossed paths many times. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 09:17 AM
The maids had stood by quietly to allow their princess a moment with the prince, before one of them stepped forward and placed a gentle hand to her upper arm, "my lady... I do not wish to intrude but we must take you for your bath. Time is of the essence." The woman looked down at her lover, hesitating and wishing to tell them she would not leave his side until he was alright, but she knew that if she did the prince would not have it anyways. The woman let a breath of exasperation leave her lips as she gently ran her fingers through his soft hair and nodded in response. "I count the minutes until I see you again... my moon and stars," she whispered, wanting to lean down and place an affectionate kiss to his lips but forcing herself to withhold those affections. They still were unmarried. She regretfully let his fingers slip from her own and followed the three young maids out of the room with her head bowed ever so slightly. They led her quickly through the halls and back to her chambers where a bath had been drawn for her. Once she was undressed she slipped into the warm water and relaxed against the side of the metal basin. The maids began to dip their hands in the water and wash her skin with cloths and soap, dutifully trying to make sure she was rid of any poison that may still linger. All the while she thought back to her lover, her mind washing over the wounds that covered his torso. She didn't understand why it upset her so much to see him hurt, even if his wounds weren't bad. She would much rather have him enjoying this bath with her, his own calloused hands running over her smooth skin and cleaning her from the day. She blushed at the thought, both from lust and from affection... it would be the most amazing thing to share a moment like this with her lover. They would never be closer.
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Livewire 10-Dec-21 12:35 PM
Hawthorne smiled at the woman’s poetic words and soft gestures as she left, keeping eyes on her until she was out of sight. The second she was the physician piped up. “She’s certainly attached to you, my liege,” he said, raising an eyebrow at his soft demeanour. “She appears to be softening you as well,” he said teasingly. The prince merely rolled his eyes, his face getting a little warm from the comment. “Silence yourself doctor,” he said through a smirk. It was strange for him to feel this soft and giddy. He hadn’t felt like this since he was a child. For the longest time he’d thought of emotions as a weakness to be burned away. That strength laid in stoicism and discipline. The princess was giving him cause to rethink that. To dig up the heart he had buried years ago for the good of his people. The physician finished his work promptly, ending by handing the prince a concoction to drink in order to speed the healing process. A tried and tested formula he had gotten accustomed to tasting despite its bitterness. “I can certainly see why you are infatuated with her. Beautiful and graceful, with a temper to rival even yours,” the man joked which Hawthorne laughed at. He couldn’t argue at all.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 12:58 PM
Once the maids had finished washing her, Yvette asked them to leave her. She needed a moment to take in the rest of the events of the day. The girl’s nodded to the princess before slowly shuffling out of the room and shutting the heavy door behind them. The princess slowly sunk all the way into the water, her head slowly dunking under the hot liquid and allowing it to soak into every part of her body. Warmth reminded her of him, how easily his skin heated up and how nice it felt against her own. Perhaps it was a good thing she was just a water dragon, for if she was ice there would be a rather unattractive difference in temperatures between them. Yvette slowly opened her mouth, allowing the water of the bath to flow through her and into her lungs. A rather interesting power of the water dragons, one might say, was that they could breathe water. It was merely something she could do since she was born, but when she was under the surface where sounds were muffled and delayed… nothing felt more relaxing. Her mind drifted back to the night before, the very feeling of adrenaline that rushed through her every limb as they ran through the halls like children avoiding repercussions. She wanted every day to be that way, to have little worries as she lived with the prince. Walking around the halls of the palace and making stupid decisions like which napkins should they use or what design of plates would they order… that was entirely boring, but when she was with the prince she felt more alive then she ever had. Perhaps the beast within her wanted to be let out, to explore the surreal world but it just needed a little tug. He was that tug, that attraction to the unknown of life beyond what she already knew. She felt like a fool letting him change her this way… but a happy fool. Eventually the princess emerged from the water, stepping out of the basin and walking over to the full-mirror that was situated in the corner of her room. .
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Her aqua eyes gazed at her reflection as each water droplet began to roll effortlessly down the length of her body. Every ounce of water began to pool at her feet, a raid of water droplets slithering across her porcelain skin until she was completely dry and a pool of water lay at her feet. A soft smile crossed her lips, and she picked up the night gown the maids had lain out for her. She slipped the thin fabric on over her head, her soft white hair bouncing up into a natural wave once more as she floated across the expanse of the room to sit in the window once more. She gazed down into the garden, a distant memory of the prince’s lips gracing her salmon lips as she leaned her head against the chilled window pane. Yvette had fallen in love, and she knew that from this moment she would always love Hawthorne. He quite literally was the only thing that dared her to be herself, to challenge the rules and break them if she must. He was making her into a queen and she was making him into a king. In just two days they would be married, and that was the only thing that kept her looking forward into the future. Whoever was out to harm them would be found, they would be punished, that much she was certain. Neither of them would let these assassins get away with their treachery. Not when they harmed the one person in this world they loved the most. (edited)
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It hadn’t taken much longer for the prince to be seen to by the physician. Despite part of him wanting to immediately begin hunting down the party responsible for the attempt on his betrothed’s life, he was taken to his room by about ten guards. Even when he argued and insisted on standing watch over Yvette, they wouldn’t let him. They ensured him that over thirty of his finest men were watching over her, hand selected based on their exploits with the prince himself in war. He had trusted these men with his life many times so he didn’t doubt them. Even so, the prince was never going to stay put. He was concerned over the princess and in his mind, only he would be able to guarantee her safety. In addition he felt that if he didn’t guard her it would be a disservice to his love. So he waited patiently for a few hours until most of the castle went to sleep, before then striding over to his bed and putting pillows in a shape resembling his body covered by blankets. Once done he walked over to the window, opened it and climbed down easily, and once he was down he evaded the guards until he reached the princess’ room. The guards were stationed all around the entrances to her room and underneath her window in the garden, but the prince had been evading them for years as a child. Now he was motivated like all Hell, so he avoided them easily. Eventually he reached her door and a part of him ached to be inside with her. But he knew doing so would be improper. So he did the next best thing, quietly laying down on his back blocking her door with his body. If anyone planned on getting in they would have the devil himself to deal with. Oddly enough the prince found more comfort on the cold floor next to the princess’ door than he did in his luxurious bed. “Goodnight my love,” he whispered quietly to himself before falling asleep after several hours of staying awake guarding the person he loved over all others.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 01:57 PM
The cool of the window eventually lulled the woman to sleep, her eyes having watching the swaying flowers in the garden for what seemed like hours until her racing mind slowed enough to let her fall asleep. Yvette woke in a dark, stone room, a soft patter of rain coming from outside. Yet there were no doors, and there were no windows. She quickly kept to her feet and ran up to the nearest wall, placing her hands against the stone before banging on it’s stone and crying out for help. Her chest would begin to compress as she felt the hopelessness of being trapped in this room for the rest of eternity, and with every moment it seemed to grow smaller. She put her forehead against the wall as tears began to rush down her features, the fear of what was to come overwhelming her entirely. A soft voice from behind her told her to turn around, and so she did. She was met with the familiar features of her lover, holding his arms outstretched to save her from the horrid room. Yvette ran into his arms, wrapping her own around his chiseled body and pressing her frightened features into his chest. “I thought I’d never see you again…” she whimpered. All that he said in return was not a word, but a horrific sound. The sound of liquid gurgling in his throat as his body began to tremble in her arms. The princess lifted her head to look up at him, gasping and stumbling back out of his arms as she watched blood begin to pour out of his mouth. A scream of fear left her lips as she fell to her ass, feeling the hard stone under her fingers chill her to the very bone. Her prince suddenly crumpled to the ground, and she could finally see what had caused this sudden shift of health. He bore marks of blades all up and down his torso, his shirt tattered from whatever had attacked him. His eyes rolled lifelessly into the back of his head as he tried to speak to her, but it was too late. She crawled towards him, dragging him into her lap and crying out in agony. “No! No! Hawthorne please!”
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She begged, brushing a stray piece of hair from his featured and leaning down to place a shaky kiss to his forehead. Her heart shattered within her chest as she felt his limp body feel like a ton of rocks weighing her down. The princess yelped as she jumped awake from her nightmare, her head bouncing off of the glass pane and sending a wave of pain through her body. A small groan left her lips as she lifted a hand and pressed it against the spot that ached. She didn’t care what the rules were anymore, she had to go make sure Hawthorne was okay. After her dream, she couldn’t bare losing him the way she could have. She slipped off of the window sill and ran to her door, throwing it open only to feel it’s form smack into something that was laying in front of it. Blue eyes widened as she realized it was the prince, placing a hand over her lips as she fell to her knees and put a hand on his shoulder to see if he was alive, or awake, or at least breathing. “Hawthorne! What the hell are you-“ she said, curling her fingers into the fabric of his shirt and rolling him over so she could get a good look at him.
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Livewire 10-Dec-21 02:08 PM
The prince slept soundly yet more light than he usually did, his mind and ears on high alert for the slightest inkling that his love was in danger. Thankfully it never came. Until he heard a thud in her room followed by a groan. Instantly his eyes snapped awake and he began to get up. He ignited one of his hands with blazing fire, ready to turn the perceived attacker to ash. However before he could even call out to her the door to her room opened quickly, catching him right on the forehead and sending him crumpling down to the ground, the flame in his hand extinguishing as he lay there dazed for a moment. He would have gotten up regardless if he hadn’t heard Yvette’s. Thankfully she didn’t seem to be in danger which allowed the man to just lay there on his face. “Unghhh,” he groaned, more in discomfort than severe pain as she rolled him over to look at him. The sight and touch of her soothed his pain. “Yvette, are you alright? I heard commotion,” he said in a half daze, reaching a hand up to touch her face gently. He didn’t know of her nightmare or the fact she hit her head on the glass but not enough to leave a mark. She looked as perfect as ever.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 02:13 PM
The princess felt a rush of relief as she looked at him, realizing that he was just fine and breathing as ever. Once she was sure he was okay, she gripped both sides of his head and shook it slightly, “you frightened me! What are you doing on the floor? Wouldn’t you expect it to open at some point?” She said, though her words seemed biting her eyes searched his face for any sign of pain. It seemed he was alright, though being hit by the door probably didn’t feel great. “You deserved it for laying her like a baboon. I’m fine.” Her words eventually softened, and a very small smile crossed her lips as she looked into his familiar eyes. She shook her head in the slightest bit of disappointment, though she leaned forward and placed a gentle, loving kiss to his lips. “What are you doing out here?” She asked once more, this time less accusatory and much more inquisitive.
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Normally, Hawthorne would try to argue, but he was still a bit dazed. Especially when she began to shake his head. Despite her questioning him rapidly and calling him a baboon, the prince couldn't help but smile at her. His relief that she was alright made everything worth it, even the splitting headache he was enduring right now. Especially when she smiled back at him while holding him. But what took the cake was the kiss to his lips. His eyes closed as he savoured the moment. Another one that they shouldn't have had but had stolen nonetheless. Another secret to keep between them. Once she pulled away and questioned him, he responded. "Had a restless night, and I knew I wouldn't sleep until I knew you were alright. My men are peerless, but I felt that if I didn't guard you myself it would be an insult to you. So I snuck out and kept watch over your door. If anything intended on getting to you, they would have to get through me first. I didn't expect to be attacked by a door though," he admitted while chuckling, his vision refocusing on her as he finished explaining himself, sitting up in front of her cross legged and wrapping an arm around her waist.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 03:40 PM
A soft giggle left her lips as he joked about the door slamming into him. She wouldn’t apologize for hitting him, she assumed that the kiss was apology enough for hurting him. She stopped shaking his head, letting her thumbs gently roll over his cheeks as if she was reminding herself that he was actually there in front of her. Her eyes checked both ways down the hall before she stood to her feet and took his hands into her own to help him up. She practically drug him into her room, knowing how scandalous it was to have him in there with her alone but at this point she didn’t care. Yvette closed the door behind them before she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the prince’s shoulders and pressed her lips against his once more. It was euphoric to feel his lips against her own, a passionate spark rolling down her entire body and invigorating her entire body. When she eventually had to come back up for air, she pressed her forehead against his own and let out a soft sigh before she would even begin to explain herself, “I had the most horrible dream.” Yvette’s words trembled faintly, her fingers finding their way to the back of his head to push into the soft hair on the back of his head, “I dreamt I lost you…”
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Livewire 10-Dec-21 03:59 PM
Hawthorne made no effort to resist Yvette as she picked him up. He was prepared to stay outside her room and talk to her, so his eyes widened when she pulled him into the room and closed the door behind him. His daze melted away as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him again. Seeing as how he had just woken up after being hit in the head and then recovered from his daze he was in no position to resist her advance. Then again he wouldn't have been able to resist her with a clear head anyways. He immediately wrapped his arms around her waist again and turned her around, pressing her against the door and kissed her back passionately. He only pulled away when she did so first, putting his forehead on hers and stayed quiet as she spoke, looking into her eyes kindly. "It was just a nightmare my love. And now it's over. I'm here," he said lovingly before pressing his lips his lips against hers again, pressing her against the door again. As he made out with her, his right hand snaked down to her left thigh and gripped her soft skin. Before he knew it he had lifted her leg up, her inner thigh pressing against his side, holding it close to his body. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 04:11 PM
The passion of the moment only seemed to grow more and more intense as the moments ticked by, her plump lips pressing against his hungrily as his words calmed her worries. He was right, it was merely a dream and the assassin had been stopped. There was no reason to think that he would leave her, or worse. A surge of pleasure shocked the princess’ entire body as he pressed her against the door, her lips breaking from his occasionally to gasp for air only to return back to his just as quickly. Her fingers trailed along the back of his neck, the others gripping tightly onto his hair as her back arched and pressed her torso into his own. She forgot exactly what her responsibilities were and how she should be keeping her purity for her wedding night, letting his hand tug her thigh up against his side which she gracefully pressed against him. She instinctively rolled her hips against his own without thinking about what effect it would have on him. One day. They only need to wait one more day, but it seemed to be nearly way too hard.
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The prince’a temperature was rising rapidly, his hand gripping her soft thigh a bit more snugly as the kiss began more intense, the two of their heads tilting back and forth so they could get closer, mouths opening more by the second. But it was the movement of her hips rolling against his sent the man over the edge. Suddenly, all his inhibitions had melted away, and the prince was consumed with the pleasure he and Yvette were sharing. Without a second thought he grabbed her other thigh with his free hand, lifting her up and carrying her to her bed while still kissing her deeply, up until the point he deposited her back first onto the bed. The second her body landed on the sheets and mattress the prince climbed on top of her, half laying his body on her as a hand moved up to her neck. He pulled away from her lips panting, breathing hot breaths onto her face before moving down as he began kissing her neck all over, his other hand slipping under her back and arching her back himself this time. “I love you,” he said in a breathy tone between planting kisses on her neck. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 05:35 PM
The princess’ body melted against his own, every touch of his fingers against her skin causing her to let a soft breath escape her lips. There was no little voice in the back of her head telling her to stop, or that she had to worry about the perception of her purity. As far as she was concerned this man was her husband and she didn’t want to wait a moment later before she was finally able to feel the rest of her his skin against her own. This primal desire, this hunger, that incapacitated any logic that dare tell her to stop made her indulge in every primal desire that she had ever felt towards the prince. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he lifted her from the ground, clinging desperately to his toned shoulders while she felt him carry her to the bed. She huffed softly as he lay her back against the bed, her exploring fingers finding their way down his shoulders and against his sides, daring to tug the fabric of his shirt upwards as his lips attacked the sensitive skin of her neck. The faintest, almost shy moan left her lips as she let her eyes flutter closed and fully gone into his intoxicating touch. That was, until there was a sudden knock at the door and a familiar voice called through the wood, “Yvette? Is everything alright?” Called the elder voice of her mother, and all at once Yvette’s mind raced back to reality. “Oh my god…” she whispered, placing her hands on the prince’s shoulders and pushing him off of her, her cheeks blushing a deep crimson red in realization of how close she had come to giving herself fully to the prince before they were married. “You have to go!” She whispered, grabbing a blanket and pulling it around her shoulders as her eyes focused intently on the prince, “hide! Something! She can’t see you!”
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Livewire 10-Dec-21 06:11 PM
Hawthorne knew he had made a vow, but to hell with it. They were to be wed in a day. No one would know. He had no intention of ever loving another woman. If there had been any chance of him pulling back, the moan that escaped from Yvette dashed it. He pulled away from her and began to start taking off his shirt. But all of a sudden another voice cut through the lust filled room, ruining the moment. The prince’s eyes widened as they both realized it was the princess’ mother outside her door! Immediately he pulled away and leapt off the bed as silently as possible as he surveyed his options frantically. He wouldn’t be able to hide under the bed, it was too elevated. She would see him. Her closet was too small as well. He just stood there, sweat beads starting to drip down his forehead as he tried to think of a reason for him being here, since escape was seemingly impossible.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 06:28 PM
A sudden rush of panic rushed over the princess as she scooted off the bed as well, all of the color that had come to her cheeks had drained and she seemed to have turned a ghost white. “Just a minute!” Yvette called out, walking over to the prince and placing her hands on his back and pushing him slowly towards the window. “Out!” She growled under her breath, knowing that it would be entirely difficult for him to escape through her window but she knew it wasn’t completely impossible. After all, if he needed to shift he could do so and his larger form could help him climb down the side of the castle. Either way, if her mother saw him in her room without a chaperone they would never hear the end of it. “Please, my love!” She begged, the desperation of keeping her image completely untainted, still worthy for an honest marriage. “What’s going on in there?” Her mother called in, reaching down and placing her hand on the handle of the door before beginning to push into the room, Yvette turned around to see the door swinging open, her heart immediately dripping into her stomach as she waited for her mother to blow her lid at the sight of the Prince in her chambers.
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Livewire 10-Dec-21 06:47 PM
Hawthorne was still wide eyed when Yvette began pushing him towards the window. ”Are you mad?” he demanded as quietly as he possibly could, glancing at the door to make sure her mother wasn’t inside yet. As soon as he got to the window he stuck his hands out as he stared down out of the glass. There were no guards. And he would surely be fine either climbing up or dropping down to the ground. This could work. But still, what if someone saw him? He was out of options, except for two: stay here and sully his future wife’s reputation, or make an ass out himself while praying no one saw him. If this were any other woman he wouldn’t have cared about their reputation. But she wasn’t any other woman. ”You owe me,” he whispered, hastily wiping her lips and neck dry with the sleeve of his shirt. The man knew enough to cover his tracks. Once that was done he opened the window and began to climb up the castle, moving at breakneck pace until he reached the roof where he would be out of sight.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 06:55 PM
If the moment wasn't so intense, Yvette would've thought that the sight of the prince clambering out of her window was funny... but she had no time to laugh as she spun around on her heel to adress her mother. She wrapped the blanket around her shoulders tightly, her cheeks turning a bright red as she wondered if the elder dragon had noticed any movement from outside of the window. He had, in fact, just barely made it out before she came in through the door. "You frightened me, daughter. I heard you from behind the door and I thought something was happening." The princess swallowed the quickly forming lump in her throat, trying to take deep breaths to calm her racing heart. She was referring to the princess' moment of weakness where she let a small sound of pleasure leave her lips. In her defense, the prince surely knew how to worship a woman's body... at least as far as she knew. "I'm sorry mother, I uh-" her blue eyes scanned the bedroom as she tried to come up with a quick lie to tell her, "stubbed my toe. I feel better now." She forced a small smile to cross her lips as she once more locked gazes with her mother, only to see her expression darken as she moved towards her daughter. "I know when you're lying to me, Yvette," he mother warned, and the princess felt her heart stop altogether. Oh no... she had seen something. "When I was to be married to your father... I had those thoughts, too," her mother began, reaching forwards and placing her hands on either of the princess' shoulders, "you need only wait one more day before the prince will take you to bed. I know it can be exciting to think about, but you should really control yourself. If the maids heard you-" "Yes! Yes, you're right mother. I let my mind wander, it won't happen again." She interrupted, her cheeks turning an even deeper red as her mother talked about the pleasures of her own fingers.
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Livewire 10-Dec-21 07:05 PM
Hawthorne meanwhile was laying on top of the roof of the castle, out of view from all its dwellers, which was good because he was trying to calm himself down. In desperation he had stripped off his shirt to try and cool his body, but the sensations he had shared with the princess had brought his blood to a raging boil, as evident by the dragon in his trousers having awoken as well, if only partially. With his shirt off his draconic markings would be visible: on both of his arms a dragons scaly body wrapped around them from his shoulders to his wrists, and on his back in between his shoulder blades was the head of a the dragon. The markings were glowing various shades of maroon and crimson, disappearing but painfully slowly as the prince tried and failed to think of anything other than the princess. Hopefully her mother hadn’t seen him. He would need to be able to speak convincingly if she saw him before their wedding night. But he sensed even his silver tongue may not even be enough this time. He might need to avoid her for the rest of the day. Oh Maker above, why couldn’t she have not come to the bedroom now? Why now?! he mentally anguished as he lay there trying to cool himself while at the same time reliving the beautiful moments he had the princess had stolen and would have stolen had it not been for her mother’s timing.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 07:23 PM
The princess turned away from her mother and quickly made her way to the closet door, drawing it open to look through her clothing and find something to wear in hopes that she could calm down while her mother couldn't see her features. "As per the day before your wedding, you will be taken to the bathhouse where the maids will clean you and cover you in the fresh scent of lavender and chamomile. After that you will be taken to the tailor who will do the last fittings of your dress, and after that you will join me for dinner. It is customary that you do not see the prince until tomorrow. Is that understood?" Her mother said, the list of her duties for the day seeming to grow larger and larger by the minute. Yet, Yvette hoped that by having a busy day she would find herself distracted enough to not think about how the prince's hands felt against her thighs and how his weight that hovered over her caused her skin to crawl with pleasure. He had barely even touched her and she was on the precipice of euphoria. "Yes, mother. I'm sure the prince has things to do as well to prepare." She said softly, pulling out a deep blue dress with long sleeves and a heart shaped neckline. Three maids floated their way through the door and bowed to the queen before they came to the princess' side, taking the blanket from off of her shoulders and leading her away from the closet. Her blue eyes flashed over her shoulder towards the window as they ushered her out, and to her relief she did not see any evidence of another person being in her chambers. .
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They led her through a few hallways, giggling softly to one another as they spoke of how lovely the wedding was going to be and how lucky Yvette was to be marrying the prince. "He is very handsome, your grace... we've heard also very good with his hands," said one, causing Yvette's cheeks to flush slightly. He is very good with his hands... she thought to herself as they gently took the nightgown off of her body and tossed it to the floor, leading her into the large pool in the ground that had been filled with steaming water and topped with rose petals. She felt every muscle in her body slowly relax, not realizing how tense she had grown after nearly being caught with the prince in her bed. No matter, it seemed they had luckily gotten away with it... but she couldn't help but wonder what it would've been like if they hadn't been interrupted.
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Livewire 10-Dec-21 07:32 PM
After finally cooling off and checking to make sure the coast was clear, The prince walked along the roof of the castle to the other side where his room was, sneakily climbing back into his room through his own window and shutting it behind him. Just as he did that a guest would come through his door. And as fate would have it, it was one of the men he had instructed to guard over his betrothed. The man had fiery orange hair and beard, both long and flowing yet neatly taken care off. The man was taller than the prince by a few inches and boasted a litany of scars on his arm. “Ah good, you’re awake my friend,” the man said to Hawthorne, coming over and clapping him on the shoulder. “Jarrus,” the prince replied, his tone much more calm and almost relieved now. “Of course I’m awake. I don’t think I’ve slept in a few days, especially after last night. Spent my day in here, alone. Writing.” Jarrus rolled his eyes. “Writing poetry to your betrothed, or about her?” he teased. This would have been a bad move for anyone else but this man had known the prince since they were children and so all he got was an eye roll. “None of your business. Now what is it?” “Your father requests your presence. It is the last day before your wedding. You must prepare. Unless you plan to wed the princess looking like that.” Hawthorne scoffed again, bumping against the man playfully as they both walked out of the room and towards his father. -
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Livewire 10-Dec-21 07:41 PM
Once they reached the king, the trio promptly went to the royal tailor who was putting the final touches on the man’s wedding garb. As Hawthorne was measured the men talked idly amongst themselves, the king himself quite jovial. However the prince himself was uncharacteristically subdued, simply smiling quietly to himself as he enjoyed his thoughts of the princess. One man who picked up on this though was his father. “Are you alright my son? You haven’t said anything. Are you nervous for tomorrow?” “I’m sure the prince isn’t nervous. He’s probably written down all his feelings for the princess in his poems. For your sake I hope she never reads them. She seems much too proper to enjoy your work,” Jarrus teased. “Shut up you whelp. Can a man not simply be quiet?” Hawthorne retorted, while at the same time imagining all the dirty things he and the princess could have done had her mother not come. “Not if that man is you my son,” the king teased, rising from his seat and standing beside him looking in the full body mirror of the tailor. “A wedding is a sacred ceremony, followed by a much less sacred but nonetheless ceremony. But aside from physical attraction you must ask yourself: do you truly love her? If intimacy was out of the question, would you still care for her?” The prince didn’t hesitate to answer. “If all I could do was gaze upon her as long as I wished, I would consider the marriage more than fulfilling.” And he meant it: he loved Yvette completely. “Luckily for you, such a scenario does not exist. I fear for your bed once you two are wed,” Jarrus chimed in cheekily, coming to stand along with the other men. The prince did shove him playfully which earned him a scolding from the tailor to stay still. “You cannot deny prince, your wife is a beauty without equal,” Jarrus said. The king nodded his head in agreement. “As fierce as she is bewitching. I wager.” The prince agreed as well. However something kept knowing at the back of his mind. -
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“After the reading I want to find the party responsible for the planned assassination.” The other two men nodded. “We will find then my liege,” Jarrus said. The king then spoke up. “But for now, enjoy your wedding my son. I have already made arrangements to make your wedding a more private affair. I-“ “No,” the prince interrupted, silencing both men. “The assassins attempted to silence us. To mar this celebration. If we make this wedding private, they will have accomplished their goal to strike fear in us. I won’t allow it. The wedding will occur with all the pomp and circumstance we envisioned. We will send a message they will be unable to avoid hearing. And then we will hunt them down,” he said firmly. “But what about your bride? She must still be scared my son,” the king said with concern. “I will speak with her father. If she wishes, I will have the ceremony with only you and her mother as guests, as well as the ordainer.” “Like Hell! I didn’t cover your ass all these years to not see you get married,” Jarrus said in a stern tone which made Hawthorne laugh. “Alright alright, and you can come too. What is Hawthorne the Hellhound without Jarrus the Jackass?” he teased which made all the men laugh and playfully bicker. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 10-Dec-21 08:06 PM
As the water pooled around her thin body, the princess let her mind wander over the few but wonderful memories they shared. Perhaps one of her favorite moments was when they first met. The instant connection between the two was completely undeniable, and though she had been nervous to be herself around him she found herself to be the one woman who dared to do so. The fire dragon was so much more than a hot headed man who would murder those who went against him. He was a man of honor, and bravery, while also a man of kindness and empathy. He showed her within these few days of knowing him that one did not have to lie about who they were to everyone. That she could trust him to see the real her inside and out, especially when they were stood in the dark of the library and she dared to kiss him. “Milady, is the bath too warm? Your cheeks are glowing red!” One of her maids spoke, her long brunette braid falling over her right shoulder as she leaned over the side of the tub. “Oh! No… it’s perfect,” she said, turning her eyes back to the maid and letting a small smile cross her lips. “What’s on your mind, Princess?” The other asked, and Yvette turned to gaze into the hazel eyes of the young girl. “Well… I find myself thinking wistfully of my marriage to the prince. While I’m away from him I seem to only be able to think about him, how he is and what he’s doing… if he’s thinking of me as well.” The maids started to giggle childishly, the first one speaking up once again. “I can assure you, he’s thinking about you. Sometimes I see him writing-“ but the second maid nudged her in the side and made her whine in pain. She rubbed her side and cast a dirty look to the other girl. “Writing what?“ Yvette pondered, her brows furrowing slightly in curiosity of the maid’s idle gossip. “Nothing, your grace… some poems, as the prince talented with a quill.” .
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Yvette wondered what the prince could be writing, what fit his fancy for those long nights that he would stay up. The princess herself had picked up the hobby of reading, but she had been without a novel since she arrived at the palace, not that her nights hadn’t already been fairly eventful. … After her bath, the maids spritzed a mixture of the two flowers her mother spoke of earlier and dressed her in the gown she had picked that morning. Only when they had done was she taken back to her chambers where the tailor who was making her dress waited. The older woman took her waist measurements again, before she held up the dress to Yvette and let her look at herself in the mirror. The very sight of herself made her heart leap for joy. It was perfect, and she told the woman that. She felt like a bride, and she was going to be one tomorrow… standing beside the man that she loved, knowing that the first time she would tell him that out loud would be when they were married. It warmed her heart. How romantic.
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The tailor worked his magic like he usually did, designing every layer of the Prince’s wedding attire with keen attention to detail. Everything from his robes to his undershirt to his boot to even his undergarments were made to fit perfectly, accentuating the man’s strong figure and natural features. “You look every bit a king as I did when I was your age,” the king said approvingly. “I’ve seen your photos father. You were much more graceful and reserved than I have ever been,” the prince said with a chuckle as he stepped off the raised pedestal the tailor had him stand on. “True. You are much bolder than even I was. Your reputation is not completely a farce. Still, you are much more noble than you let on. The princess has seen it.” “I honestly don’t understand how easily you have kept this mask up all these years my friend,” Jarrus added. “Even as a child you were warm and kind. I still remember the day we met: I was being ganged up on by some of our class fellows during swordsman practice, and without warning you came in and laid out all five. You even took the lashings from the teacher that I should have gotten for instigating.” “If I had known your big mouth caused it all, I would have let you take those beats. I still would have jumped in though. There is no honour in a group of hyenas all attacking one target.” “But you still would have jumped in for a stranger, for no other reason than to protect them. You carry yourself like a demon, but you have the heart of a saint my friend. The princess knows this as well as I,” Jarrus said, smiling genuinely at the man as the three walked away from the tailor. Hawthorne simply grinned back at the man. As they walked towards his chambers his mind was set on the princess, thinking back to that night he visited her seeking to test her. To see how she would react when the monster visited. He remembered how she never backed down. - (edited)
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He thought of how she was honest with her intentions: seeking to marry him solely to help her people. To ensure they wouldn’t starve. She had come to him and was willing to wed a monster just for others. And yet she never bent or broke when he pressed her, when all the other women he had met folded like a house of cards at the slightest glare he would send their way. From that moment on she had captured his heart. And so when she was still there in the morning and stated her intention to marry him, the warm side he had expertly hidden for so many years rushed to the surface. He had never felt love for anyone like this save for his family. He was prepared to go to the ends of the earth for her now. To burn down kingdoms at her whim, and yet he was willing to be peaceful and gentle, and nobler than he had been in years. Just to see her happy and safe. His feelings were unmistakeable: he loved her.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 12:29 PM
Once the tailor had dressed her in the white dress, she made sure the bust fit nicely, as well as the waist and the off-the-shoulder straps weren’t too short and constrictive. She hummed softly to herself as she worked and Yvette was left to talking leisurely with the maids. “Your highness will look so ravishing for the prince. He won’t be able to keep his hands off of you!” Once of them said, her voice crackling in excitement for the princess. Yvette felt her cheeks brighten as she listened, knowing that the maid was very much right. They didn’t know but Yvette and the prince had already indulged slightly in the alluring taste of each others’ skin. She was slightly thankful her mother had interrupted their passionate and spontaneous moment of weakness for the flesh. That meant that their wedding night would be that much more special. “The princess is blushing!” The younger one cooed, only for the elder girl to slap her head lightly. “Don’t point it out, you dingbat!” She hissed, turning an apologetic smile towards the woman, “my apologies, your grace… she’s merely excited for you.” “You don’t need to apologize, the prince is very handsome and I am a very lucky woman to be able to call him my husband.” Yvette said softly, her blue eyes traveling the length of the gown as she thought about the passion in the Prince’s actions towards her. He was fiery, which was the very thing that intrigued her the most. Deep down he was caring, and sweet, while he would do anything to care for those he loved. From the mere glimpse of what he seemed like in bed, there was more to his fire than just his temper.
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The temper she was greeted with when she first arrived at the castle. That memory of the prince slipping out of the banquet like a dog with his tail between his legs only made her smile now. How far they’ve come in such little time. Once the tailor was finished making the last few changes to her dress, Yvette slipped out of it and back into the casual one she had worn that morning. The girls walked with her through the halls to the smaller dinning room before letting her go inside without them. Her mother stood to her feet once Yvette pushed through the doors and made her way over to her daughter. The woman wrapped her arms around her tightly, a soft exhale of pride leaving her lips as she refused to let her daughter go for what seemed to be ages. “I’m going to miss you so much…” she whispered finally, stepping back and placing her hands against her pale cheeks, “you’re growing so fast.” “Mother…” “Ah ah ah! Let me revel in my sadness!” The queen announced dramatically, letting go of Yvette’s face and leading her by her hand to her chair. The two women took their seats and began to eat their last meal together alone. “If he does much as looks at you wrong, you put him in his place,” the queen said as she picked up her cup of tea and took a sip of the flavored liquid. The silver woman couldn’t help but chuckle at her own words, knowing that she needn’t tell Yvette what to do, she was more than capable of doing it on her own. “The prince would never,” she said confidently, cutting into a piece of meat on her plate so she could put it into her mouth and chew it quietly. She swallowed the bite and shook her head before continuing, “I’m going to miss the library, and the stable. The rivers and the lakes.” She let out a small sigh of reminiscence, her soft eyes lowering to her lap just as a giddy smile crossed her lips, “but the gardens and hills of this country is more than enough as long as I have Hawthorne beside me.” .
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The queen couldn’t help but smile at the girl’s words, her very heart warming at the idea her daughter had found love with the man she was to marry for political reasons. “I couldn’t ask for any more than to see you smile like that, Yvette.” Yvette’s soft blue eyes lifted to look at her mother, who placed a bite of food in her mouth and began to chew behind a large, toothless grin. “Thank you, mother.” She responded, leaning forward and gently placing a hand against her wrinkled digits, holding onto them tightly as if you reassure her that she was okay and that she wasn’t afraid of this marriage. Far from, she was excited to take the next steps with the prince. The rest of the dinner was spent talking about their memories of when Yvette was a young girl, how she used to play pranks on the guards and maids until she was old enough to learn her responsibilities as a princess. That was when she grew more attentive to her studies, a little bookworm that always had a new fact to tell her mother at dinner. They spoke of how easily she spared with the general, her uncle, and how they missed him. The queen reminded Yvette that her father would be proud of the woman she had grown to be, that if he had the chance to be there he would be the one to tell her she was ready to become a queen. “But I’ll have to settle for telling you myself. You’re more than ready to lead a country. You’re a dragon, but you are also a fearless warrior inside and out. You’ve done me so proud.” Was all her mother said before they finished their dinner and returned to their perspective chambers. The maids helped Yvette get undressed, making sure to exfoliate her skin and wash her face before leaving her to get her beauty sleep. This time, Yvette did not find herself sitting in the window and looking wistfully out to the gardens. She instead lay wide awake and stared up at the ceiling as she waited for the morning.
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She knew she should sleep, but the excitement kept her awake until the last hours of the night. Only then would her exhaustion finally lull her into dreams which were luckily much sweeter than the night before.
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Meanwhile, the prince and his father also had a private dinner. But their dinner was much more celebratory. Partially because both men were drunk by the end of the appetizers. Hawthorne and the king laughed merrily as their servants and maids brought them a litany of uncooked food. “Look at you! Telling the princess you will cook for her! You take after me even more than I thought my son,” the king said jovially as he ignited one of his hands on fire and began searing some cuts of mutton to enjoy. “In war and love there comes a time for boasting. To inspire shock and awe in the target. I reckon the princess is looking forward to me serving her. And not just in the kitchen,” the prince replied, laughing as he ignited his hand as well, bringing his right palm to several salmon filets. His fire was much hotter than his father’s, so he had to hold his hand further away and for much less time. The king laughed again, taking one of the seared filets and began eating it. “The bedroom is but another battlefield boy. Be careful not to let your fire burn too hot. And keep alert: methinks your wife will almost surely turn the tables on you more than once!” Hawthorne laughed at that, almost spilling some of his drink but thankfully not doing so as he proposed a toast. “To my bride! The woman who tamed the Devil of the North.” The king raised his glass as well, clinking it with his son’s. “And to your mother, who tamed the former Lion of the Ignus dragons. Praise the maker for sending us beautiful women that are as sharp as the blades we carry.” “Amen!” both of them cheered as they threw back their drinks, emptying their mugs quickly and then exhaling comes of fire into the air. The king however couldn’t keep up with his son, his own flame lasting less time as he coughed a bit. At first Hawthorne was worried about him, patting the man on the back before the king raised his hand to signal he was fine. - (edited)
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Livewire 11-Dec-21 01:32 PM
The king then looked at his som tenderly, quietly putting a hand on his son’s shoulder. “I remember the first time we exhaled fire together. Your flame lasted but a second and you told me you one day wished to breath fire like me. Do you remember what I told you?” Hawthorne smiled warmly at his father, nodding his head. “That one day I would burn even hotter than you. But that fire was not merely an instrument of destruction. Fire is also comforting, warming, capable of warding off evil and lighting the way for others.” The king nodded, removing his hand. “You always had the heart to be king my son. You are loyal, fiercely protective, and honest sometimes to a fault. You lacked refinement though, but now I look at you and see my boy has become a fine young man. You have control and poise, even when you are striking terror in the hearts of others……I fear I have nothing else to teach you my son,” he said, sighing wistfully. “I knew there would come a day you no longer needed me. Even so I am unprepared now that has is finally arrived.” At that, the prince put a hand on his father’s shoulder, looking him in the eye. “That day hasn’t come. Nor will it ever come. I will always need you father. I promise to always take care of you, as you did for me when I was young. Even when I visit Yvette’s kingdom I will not be gone long. So do not bother talking to me all sombrely. This is a celebration after all!” he said firmly, patting his father on the back. The king was not typically an emotional man, but his eyes did appear to become wet. Even so they never spilled over as he smiled at his son. “Maids! More wine!” he said happily, spending the rest of the night talking and drinking and laughing together as father and son. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 02:39 PM
The morning seemed to not come soon enough, Yvette’s eyes fluttering open the moment the sun’s golden rays shimmered through her big, uncovered window. The very color of the sun reminded her of those encapsulating eyes which gazed at her from the prince. Today she would be married to him, and they wouldn’t have to sneak around behind everyone’s back to indulge in their physical fantasies. She slipped out of her bed and ran over to the window, throwing it open to look down into the garden. The biggest smile crossed her lips as she thought of her father and Hawthorne’s mother looking down on them from the sides of the gods. The sun was bright, smiling down on the world as if celebrating the two countries being joined together in marriage. The warmth of the morning cascaded through the window and tickled her porcelain features. The princess turned towards her door as her three maids rushed inside, giggles and squeals leaving their lips as they cheered “today’s the day! Today’s the day!” and the princess couldn’t help but smile at their enthusiasm. Once they had their fun with dancing around the room in excitement, they began to prepare her for the ceremony. Once the sun would make it to its apex in the sky the wedding would begin, so they had ample time to dress her and style her hair. They began by leading her to the l vanity in her room, having her sit in front of the mirror before dutifully pinning her hair up into an intricate, full braid. The maids left a few shorter silver pieces around her face out, the rest of her silky hair drawn into curtain like shapes on the back of her head. “Oh! I have an idea!” The younger one said, shooting up from her spot beside the vanity and running out of her chambers frantically. The three girls looked at each other with wide, confused eyes before returning to their task at creating the perfect style for Yvette’s big day. .
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A few minutes later the maid returned, holding a small bundle of babies breath and miniature pink roses in her hands which she brought over to the princess. “We should use these!” She said, pride lacing her words as she handed them to the brunette who had just finished tying off the last piece of Yvette’s long hair. She begun to delicately place the flowers into the spots where her hair twisted and fell, garnishing her with the beautiful petals which would surely catch the eyes of many. “You three are so… detail driven,” Yvette chimed, her aqua eyes watching the girls as their eyebrows furrowed together in pure concentration while they made sure not a single hair was out of place. .
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“For you, princess, we must be sure that everything is perfect!” The brunette said confidently, lifting her hands and flaying her fingers outwards once she had finished. “Voilà!” She announced, returning her arms to her torso and crossing them over her chest which puffed in pride. The other two maids awed at the creation for a few moments before they reached forward and began to rummage through the makeup on the vanity. They placed a bit of rose color to her cheeks, making sure she looked as if she was blushing ever so slightly, a sparkle to her eyeLIDS, and a red tint to her lips. When they were finished, Yvette looked like she had no cosmetics on at all, but she didn’t need them anyways. Her plump lips curled into a smile as she stood from her seat, turning to place her hands on the shoulders of the girls graciously. (edited)
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They brought her to the other side of the room, taking her nightgown off and tossing it to the bed before gingerly removing the white dress from the closet. The maids would gently ease the dress up and over her hips, instructing her to slip her arms through the straps and tightening the corset until it hugged her curves perfectly. They stepped back to gaze at her, all six of their eyes sparkling in wonder. “You look like-“ “A queen!” The girls blurted out, gazing at the wonderful sight before them. Soft tendrils of silver hair caressed the sharp cheekbones of Yvette’s features, a small golden choker hugged her slim neck and her rose pendant hung beneath it - grazing just above the beginning of her breasts. The straps of her dress fell over her shoulders and instead on her upper arms, the heart shaped neckline leaving little to the imagination. It framed her thin shoulders and supple breasts nicely, the slightly opaque corseted waistline pushing them upwards and holding them down. From below, the also slightly opaque skirt flowed effortlessly around her long, unmarked legs and the train of the dress hung from a convenient button the tailor had sewn onto the dip of her back. (edited)
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Intricate designs of flowers and swirls decorated the length of the white skirts, and Yvette looked like a walking white version of a waterfall. How fitting for the water dragon princess, if the prince could only see her now. It wasn’t long before the gardener brought a personalized bouquet of flowers, which he had made himself. A bundle of lilies, lotuses, and aponogetons wrapped neatly in a white bow and sealed with a golden dragon trinket. The princess took it graciously, bowing her head to the gardener as she dismissed him. “It’s time!” The girls squealed, and Yvette imagined her father walking through the chamber door to greet her. “My water lily… you look just as beautiful as your mother on our wedding day..” he would say, she imagined. Her eyes began to water slightly as she began to follow the girls out of the room and down the hall. Every step brought her closer and closer to her prince, the smell of flowers wafting up to her nostrils and tickling her mind. Dopamine and serotonin flooded her system, making her cheeks burn with how deeply she smiled.
14:41
The guards at the doors of the garden stood still and silent, dressed in their finest of clothing as they waited for the music to begin. Yvette found her fingers trembling as she waited, curling them around the flower bouquet tighter as to not let anyone see just how nervous she was. One of the maids leapt forward to unbutton the train of her dress, the other two taking the end of it and slowly fanning it out behind her so she was entirely ready to walk down the isle.
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Livewire 11-Dec-21 03:31 PM
The rising sun that shines in the Prince’s closed eyes signified the day he had been waiting for had finally come. The prince got out of his bed at once, and after brushing his teeth headed straight for the tailor’s quarters to prepare. Upon reaching the room he would see his father there already waiting with the tailor. Without a word the prince took off his shirt, disappearing behind a screen where he took of his trousers and out on his undergarments, before stepping out in view. His father was holding a bowl of scented oil which he handed to his son to rub on himself. Once he had been covered from head to toe and with a bit in his hair for good measure., the king ignited his right index finger on fire and tapped it to his son’s arm. Immediately the oil caught alight, covering Hawthorne in a subtle fire for a few seconds before it died away, leaving the man smelling of woodsmoke, citrus, and various spices. His skin also glistened slightly from the oils, making his already bronze skin appear flawless. “From the fires of the father, his son is reborn a new man. The heir to the throne, future king of the Ignus kingdom,” his father said, voice full of pride as he looked at his son. After that the men was dressed from head to toe by the tailor. He stepped into rich brown leather boots with light accents, followed by cream coloured trousers. Above that he was adorned in a chocolate brown tunic that had red and golden accents. The collar stood up straight and crisp. A few of the top buttons were left undone, showing a bit of the Prince’s collarbone and neck. The tailor then turned and brought out the final piece of the outfit. -
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Livewire 11-Dec-21 03:44 PM
From behind him he pulled a marvellous red leather robe off a hangar and presented it to the prince. It was bright crimson with gold accents on the sleeves, the open torso flaps, and collar. The jacket was cut long in the back, so it reached his calves while the front ended at his waist. The shoulder pads were cream coloured as well, and had light yellow tassles that rested on the Prince’s shoulders. It gave the man a royal, vibrant, and awe inspiring look. Once finished the tailor looked at the man with pride. “You are ready my prince. The princess will surely be unable to take her eyes off of you.” “Thank you, Kahn,” the prince said in reply, giving the man a warm grin and then headed out of the room with his father towards the Queen’s garden. They reached the grounds in record time, the father stepping out into the sun first, serving as his son’s personal escort. The various maids and guests that had come to attend turned and looked at the man with awe on their faces as he strode out, looking every bit as powerful and fearsome as always, even as an older man. But this was not his day, and so he wasted no time coming to the side of the ordainer who stood in the centre of the garden. The king stood on the side opposite of the Queen so the ordainer was in the centre, dressed in his best attire as well. “Ladies and gentleman, we are gathered here today not just to unite two people, not just two royals, but two kingdoms. On this day the fire dragons and water dragons become one. So without further ado, I present the prince of the Ignus kingdom. Son of King Azun, the Dragon of the North. Champion of his majesty’s armies, and heir to the throne. Presenting: Hawthorne Gallivan.” (edited)
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- The crowds turned to the west tunnel to see the prince step out into the light, the masses looking on with shock and awe at the man, his warm scent filling the air. With each stride his red robe floated on the air behind him as he walked towards the centre, head held high and a gleam in his eyes. From his body, his dragon spirit emerged above. The massive red dragon gleamed in the sunlight, looking as powerful as ever but much more subdued. The spirit floated above its owner’s head as he came to a stop on one side of the ordainer, looking straight ahead at the east tunnel where his bride would emerge from. As he waited his heart pounded with excitement. He didn’t want to wait another minute to see her and with each passing second he felt the desire to rush in and carry her out in his arms. But he held his ground, smiling at his mother in law and father as he waited.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 05:18 PM
The princess watched the doors in front of her in anticipation. She could feel her heart rate increase with every moment that passed, hearing the muffled sounds of the ordainer announced the prince's presence. The maid's squealed as they listened to the wedding begin, leaping forward to do any last touches to her hair and dress before stepping back to let her go. Yvette's chest swelled with adrenaline as she watched the soldiers step forward and push both of the heavy wooden doors open in front of her. The entire crowd turned around to see the woman, who hesitated a few moments before beginning her descent of the few stairs that led to the garden. She held the bundle of flowers close to her chest as her blue eyes scanned the crowd of people that gaped at her beauty. "And I present, the princess of Riveria Kingdom, the sapphire of the sea, and the dragon of the West, Yvette Verlice," the man announced, his voice ringing effortlessly through the garden and gracing the ears of their people. The princess walked powerfully down the carpet which led up to the alter where her prince stood. The blue dragon's spirit slipped out from behind her, bounding childishly across the grounds with a bouncing step and the wind in it's feathers. It weaved in and out of her legs, dashing through the fabric of her dress without bothering the gentle sway of it's body. She could feel her heart stopping in it's tracks as she saw him, the very form of his intense presence daring to make her knees weak. .
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As she approached the alter, her dragon leapt up to his own, stepping forward and bowing it's head in respect to the fiery spirit. The dragon's had their own personalities, and though their human counterparts were uniting in marriage, they were only required to become partners. A small smile crossed the princess' lips as her eyes danced over his dashing attire, silently noting he looked very good in red, and desperately trying to draw her mind away from the memories of the morning before. Just a bit longer... she thought, as she came to a stop in front of the prince, her form standing nervously only feet in front of him. "Today marks history as two dragons unite into one, for the first time. We witness today two people setting aside their differences and coming to find love instead. The water dragon, a fine and beautiful young woman dares to quell the flames of his fire, and the fire dragon ignites her inner beast." His words almost went through one of Yvette's ears and out of the other, since she was so focused on the man's features. He was so handsome, and she found herself wanting to kiss him right then and there - the heat of her own body rising and the kiss of red flushing her cheeks and shoulders.
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Livewire 11-Dec-21 05:33 PM
Never before had Hawthorne been at a greater loss for words than he was when the princess finally appeared in view. His jaw dropped as his eyes locked on her figure, looking her up and down frantically, as if they'd never see again. She looked like an angel in her all white attire, and yet so devilishly beautiful at the same time. The gold and floral accents added to what was already a beautiful woman and took her to a level the prince could only describe as otherworldly. He felt himself falling love with her all over again, and each step towards him made his heart race faster and faster. So much so that for a brief moment his hair caught alight, the top of his head flaming for a few seconds until he managed to close his mouth and calm himself. The prince's dragon spirit regarded Yvette's for a few moments, and then bowed in response, beginning to encircle both Yvette and Hawthorne forming an infinity loop with its long body. A symbol of their unity. As Yvette came to a stop a mere foot in front of him, the prince had to fight every urge to dip her and kiss her in front of all the guests. She had his heart entirely in her grasp as the ordainer continued. "This marriage proves that no matter how at odds two kingdoms may appear, they can always unite if their intentions are true. And standing here before you are two people emblematic of such a concept. Even so, I ask that if anyone objects to this marriage, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." Unsurprisingly, no one on the groom's side made a sound, though many of them appeared to be holding back cheers, while others held back tears, and others still simply looked on in reverence.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 05:50 PM
Yvette's eyes never moved away from her prince, feeling the warmth of her heart pounding against her chest as if trying to reach out and get to him. It took every ounce of her self control to not leap into his arms and enjoy the guilty pleasure of his skin against her own. The words of the ordainer sent a chill of happiness down her spine, knowing that every word he spoke was true. She loved Hawthorne, but as she stared up into his eyes she felt as though she was meeting him for the first time ever. The very moment was... enchanting, as they stood there in their ever-prominent aura of power. Not a soul on the bride's side spoke in defiance of their wedding, so the man continued with an unwavering voice. "As they Prince and the Princess exchange rings, we witness the exchange of a promise. A promise of eternity, the never ending circle that symbolizes forever. They promise to protect each other to the end, to lead their people side by side with ferocity and mercy where it's needed. To fulfill their duties as man and woman, husband and wife, despite the responsibilities of the throne. Together, as two yet one, we witness the unity of the dragons." The man said, his eyes scanning the crowds as many of the onlookers smiling in excitement for the couple. "May this unity bring the end of our people's suffering, and the beginning of a promising future for the people, the crown, and the two young people who stand in front of me." He finished, as a young boy stepped forward and stretched out his arms to reveal a purple satin pillow, where two rings were placed diligently on it's surface. The princess turned and gently offered her flower bouquet to the maid who had quietly followed her down the carpet before she returned her attention to the prince and took the ring made for him into her fingers, waiting on him to do the same.
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Livewire 11-Dec-21 06:06 PM
Hawthorne's man rampant with thoughts, all pertaining to Yvette. Some honourable and innocent, such as the hope that she liked the additional wedding gift he had gotten for her that he planned to show her in private later. Some considerably less honourable such as noting how her dress accentuated her bust which he was trying his damndest not to look at aside from out of the corner of his eyes. He took the other ring that had been placed on the purple pillow, rubbing the warm metal band between his fingers. "The prince and princess will now exchange their rings and vows. Beginning with Prince Hawthorne, please adorn Yvette's finger with your ring and state your vows," the ordainer said, looking to the prince with a smile. In response the prince reached out and took Yvette's right hand with his own, and then gently placed the golden ring on her ring finger. "I vow that from this day forward, you will never be alone. Wherever you go, I will follow whether that be to the highest peaks or the lowest valleys. I promise to love you, to watch over you, to care for you, and to honour you with every breath I take. I vow to treat you as an equal in all respects. And I vow that I will take care of your people as my own. Because as of today, they are my own. I love you Yvette." As he finished his vows he smiled at her brighter than he ever had, giving her hand a warm squeeze as the ring gleamed in the sunlight. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 06:48 PM
The princess’ eyes lifted to lock with his own, bright sapphire orbs meeting shimmering golden irises as she listened intently to his words. She couldn’t help but feel tears coming to her eyes in the immense happiness that flooded her senses and threatened to make her bawl her eyes out in front of the crowds. When it came to her, Yvette felt like she had been entirely unprepared, and she took the ring for her lover into her fingers and twisted it nervously in her hands as her blue eyes lowered towards the shimmering metal band. She forced herself to take a deep breath and close her eyes before beginning her own vows. It was silly, because she had been pondering what she would say to him for days. “Hawthorne. I once said you were my moon and my stars that glimmered in a dark night. You are the light at the end of my tunnel, the silver lining of my life. I vow that you will never feel the darkness. I vow I will be by your side through everything from festivities to wars. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. I will strive to be the candle that lights your way, and the shield which keeps you from harm. I vow that from this day on, I am yours, as you are mine. I have fallen in love with you, and will always be in love with you. From this day forward.” As she spoke, she gently took his hand and slid the ring onto his finger, only then letting her eyes rise to meet his. A few salty tears had rolled down her cheeks and she let out an exasperated breath as if speaking about her love to him had been the hardest thing she’d done that day. “I pronounce you, man and wife. If the prince would kiss his bride,” the man said, closing the small book in his hands and lifting his aged eyes to look at the man before him. Yvette’s heart raced as she thought of their first kiss in front of everyone, yearning for it to come faster. She craved his touch.
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Hawthorne’s beaming expression sank away, along with his heart when he saw Yvette tear up at the end of her vows. He understood why she was tearing up but he still didn’t like the sight of it. When the ordainer pronounced them husband and wife the Prince’s heart swelled with joy. The ordainer had barely given him permission to kiss the bride when he lunged into action. He wiped her eyes clear before wrapping both arms around her waist and back and dipping her, suspending her in midair hallway towards the ground. As he held her in his arm he stared at her lovingly for just a moment, drinking in the moment before closing the distance and pressing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss in front of all the onlookers.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 07:12 PM
The princess gasped softly as he grabbed her by her waist and dipped her down in front of all the onlookers. She could hear the slight gasp from her mother as she witnessed the prince give into his passion, but she didn’t care how it looked anymore. They were married, and no one could stop them from enjoying one another in every single way possible. Her sapphire eyes locked onto his own and immediately the rest of the world fell away. All that mattered was him, her husband, leaning down and pressing his lips passionately against her own. The princess lifted a hand and pressed it against the side of his neck, her thumb resting against the front of his ear and her fingers curling around the back of his head. She lifted her chin to push her lips further into his, as if their kiss could get any deeper. She let her free hand wrap around his arm, squeezing it gently as she felt her heart leap into her throat in ecstasy.
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Livewire 11-Dec-21 07:27 PM
The crowd promptly came unglued at the sight of the pair kissing, breaking out into a mix of screaming, cheers, and sobbing. The prince meanwhile wasn’t paying attention to them. The only person in the world that mattered to him was in his arms, with her lips pressed against his. After several seconds straight, Hawthorne finally lifted Yvette back up to a standing position, still kissing her with his hands on her back and waist. After a few more seconds Hawthorne finally pulled away just a few inches, pressing his forehead against hers as he panted. Despite being out of breath he was smiling widely at her. “I love you. I couldn’t have dreamt of a better wife.” As soon as that last word left his lips he wanted to say it a thousand times. It felt perfect. She was perfect. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 07:38 PM
The woman didn’t want the kiss to end, the feeling of his lips against her own was intoxicating… addicting even. Yet she knew that if they didn’t part ways, the people would begin to grow uncomfortable. They would need to save the physical interactions for later when they weren’t being watched. She took a breath as they stood back up, her fingers drawing down the side of his neck as her gaze lowered to his lips. Her lip sucked into her mouth and she bit down on it gently as her grip on his bicep slowly moved up until both her hands were cupping his cheeks as she looked into his eyes. The crowd cheered for what seemed for ages, witnessing the union of the two dragons was an entire honor that they were gracious to have had. Eventually she forced herself to let him go, taking his hand into her own and turning to look at the crowd. Her dragon stood to its feet and leapt off of the ground, hovering through the air and curling around the new couple in pure excitement. She lifted her hand to wave at the crowd, her cheeks burning a deep red and her knees literally threatening to give way beneath her. Soon, she would begin walking with her new husband back towards the castle, the rest of the festivities awaiting them in the banquet hall. Yet she would admit… she wanted to skip to the part where they were alone, where they could finally give into their temptations. “Quite the show…” she whispered softly to him, casting a playful glance over her shoulder at him.
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The feeling of being married was euphoric. All the barriers they had been skirting, all the taboos they had been trying to not indulge suddenly did not exist, nor were they taboo. And now he was waking towards the banquet hall with his future wife. While he loved these romantic moments, he had been dreaming of one moment: getting back to the bedroom with her. It was even harder for him to remain proper when the princess was whispering and glancing at him over her shoulder while wearing that sexy dress. Hawthorne had to subtly pinch his leg to resist his impulses. “Indeed it is,” he whispered back, being unable to completely resist touching her, running a hand down from the back of her waist to lower, eventually reaching the left half of her ample backside which he gave a quick love pat as they entered the banquet hall. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 08:01 PM
Yvette felt a wave of pleasure running through her body as his hand moved it’s way down her form. A slow, gentle inhale left her chest tensing up in anticipation, and she let a soft squeak leave her lips as his hand tapped her backside. Her eyes shot him a quick glance, warning that he should keep his hands to himself. She wasn’t sure she would be able to hold back if he kept toying with her, and they still had to enjoy dinner and a dance. Her face went a bit red in reaction to his touch, and she made her way over to the table at the head of the hall before slipping into the chair and fixing the skirts of her dress. She wondered what he looked like under his fancy attire, the feeling of his body under his clothes resurfacing in her mind as she did. She knew that he was toned, his torso something not imagined yet known… but she wondered what he looked like completely nude. She shook her head slightly as she arched her back and sat up straight, her luxurious curves amplified in the corset that hugged her torso. “We’ve plenty of time later for things like that, Hawthorne..” she warned softly, even though she knew that her mind was just as much in the gutter as his own. The people began to flood the hall, filling the chairs in front of them as the orchestra began to play soft tunes to accompany their dinner.
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Livewire 11-Dec-21 08:15 PM
In the back of his mind, the prince knew she was right. That he was tiptoeing a dangerous line. That he should hold back until the end of the night. But the second they were seated and he looked over at her curvy figure, the rational part of him went silent. He had married her, and now he was going to enjoy himself. As the music began, Hawthorne slipped a hand under the table and put his hand on her thigh, stroking it gently on top of the dress. “I know, but I’ve been waiting for this since that first kiss we stole. Besides, we’re at a feast made for us. And right now I have only one delicacy that I want to feast on….” he whispered into her ear alluringly, punctuating it with a kiss to her earlobe.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 08:20 PM
Once his hand pressed against her thigh, she felt her entire body heat up in both embarrassment and want. She inhaled softly to try and calm her racing heart, and she did the only thing she knew she could do in response to his daring touch. She returned it, but her fingers rested much higher on his lap, brushing just below the point where the seam came together at the legs. “If you continue to tease me, my love, you’ll regret it later.” Yvette whispered softly, watching as a few servants approached the table, one filling their cups with wine and the other picking the plates covers up to reveal the plates of the feast that had been diligently prepared for them. The princess found her appetite calmed, a much worse hunger growing from deep within her core and heating up her hips. She switched her weight from her left hip to her right, trying to alleviate some of the pressure that had begun to build up within her.
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Hawthorne chuckled at the warning. He hadn’t had a drop of alcohol today but he was drunk with love and lust for the woman he was sitting next to. His mind freely raced from one intimate thought to the next. “Don’t threaten me with a good time, my love. There are no chastity norms I must adhere to now that we are wed,” he teased before pulling away for now, giving her the slightest reprieve from his touch while savouring hers on his own lap. She was getting close to his little dragon, and yet if she continued to keep her hand in that region she would be feeling quite a large mass which was slowly growing and beginning to throb. As the orchestra played, the prince ate, he glanced over at his wife, shooting her a wink. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 08:32 PM
In pure spite, the woman did not remove her hand as she began to eat, her eyes wandering over the many people that enjoyed the feast of their union. Many laughed and spoke loudly to one another, and Yvette’s eyes landed on her mother who was trading what seemed to be a very intriguing conversation. Yvette lifted her cup of wine to her lips, taking a few rather large swigs as she realized that her body was quite literally tingling in response to the Prince’s touch. She was going to need a bit of confidence if she was going to keep to herself until that night. She had waited days, she’d be able to wait a little longer.. she hoped. The feast didn’t actually seem to last very long, most of the people devouring the delicious food and proceeding to grow more and more drunk with the wine provided by the crown. Yvette seemed to be enjoying it as well, having eventually released the Prince’s thigh and exchanging idle conversation with him. Soon, the princess would rise from her chair and offer her hand to her prince, “would you share a dance with me?” She asked, knowing that no one else would dance until they shared their first, and she wanted nothing than to have him hold her closely.
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Despite his flirtations from earlier, the prince did keep his hands to the most part during the feast, enjoying the tastes of both his home and Yvette’s. Jacques had truly prepared a feast for the ages. Before he knew it they had finished dessert, with the prince himself enjoying a cream mousse held within a small ramekin dish. At his wife’s request he grinned wildly, nodding his head but not getting up immediately. Instead he took the spoon out of his largely empty dish before bringing the ramekin up to his mouth and in full view of the princess, licked it clean within seconds. “Of course,” he said nonchalantly, putting the dish down and standing up, taking her hand in his and walking with her into the centre of the polished floor. Through his touch he could feel how warm he was. Warmer than usual. And he could feel the same from her. Good. As the music began, the prince kissed her right hand as he held it while his left arm wrapped around her waist as they began to dance, their bodies pressed against each other.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 08:51 PM
The princess’ eyes seemed to immediately widen as she watched him lick the dish entirely clean… oh what the hell was he doing to her? I wonder what else he could do with… her mind wandered, and she almost forgot that they were going to dance. She followed him to the middle of the dance floor, the orchestra beginning to play a soft and soulful melody for them to dance to. She placed a soft hand to his shoulder and let the other gently form into his grip. She allowed him to lead her into the dance, her cheeks glowing red as she felt a surge of a mix of emotions. She wanted him, physically. Yet she loved every moment of looking up into his eyes and waltzing away to the music. “Tell me what you’d like to do to me..” she whispered softly, feeling the excitement of knowing that they would occasionally be in ears shot of their guests. What would they say if they heard the prince talking about things that should be reserved for behind closed doors? Was he brave enough?
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Under normal circumstances the prince may have held his tongue, waited until there were no witnesses before he let the animal side of him take over. But he couldn’t resist tonight. And besides, he had ways of ensuring no one but his wife would hear what he said next. He leaned in towards her shoulder where the dress sleeves fell, kissing his way up her shoulder towards her neck, and then up to her left ear, dancing in a circle with the woman as he did so. Once he finally reached her ear he paused to breath a haze of hot breath into her ear before answering. ”The second we are alone I am going to worship every inch of your body. I want to hold your nude figure against mine as our tongues intertwine in a fiery kiss. I am going to let my lips press into every crevice of your body, especially the one between your legs. I am going to make you tremble like a leaf in the wind, and make you sing my praises from the pleasure I give you. Tonight I am going to make all the rose tinted fantasies I’ve been having of you a reality.” As he finished he dipped her again, suspending her in mid air and planting a kiss on the front of her neck, getting dangerously close to where her cleavage began which made a few of the maids who had been watching gasp. For the most part no one paid attention, all of them enjoying the music, food, and drinks. As he held her in mid air he leaned in, gazing into her eyes. ”What about you? What does your lust desire tonight, now that we are husband and wife?” he whispered, breathing hot air onto her face. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 09:22 PM
Her eyes slowly traveled along the crowds as they danced in a circle, her skin puckering with goosebumps as his hot lips pressed against her skin over… and over again. She let a small breath of air pass her lips once his kiss pressed against her neck, and she was suddenly aware of how intense a touch to her neck could really feel. It ignited every inch of her body into a fiery need for his own, her fingers curling just a bit tighter into his own. Her small frame dipped slowly towards the ground with his help, her head lulling back and allowing her a quick glance towards the upside-down vision of her mother and now father in law. They were still busy talking, and she was quickly flustered by the feeling of his lips pressing against her chest. She lifted her head so her eyes could lock onto his own, and she was unexpectedly completely prepared to answer his question. “I want you to take me back to the bedroom, to take my clothes off in order to worship every inch of my body. I want to touch your warm skin as you fill me entirely and make me yours. I want you to take me so many times that all I can think of is you, and how you feel inside of me.” She did not stutter once, every wandering thought seemed to have prepared her for this very moment… telling her prince every dirty thing she wanted him to do to her. (edited)
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Livewire 11-Dec-21 09:35 PM
The prince hadn’t been sure how Yvette was going to react to him baring all his lewd feelings to her but he had no regrets. She had asked, and he had answered. Then he had asked. And she answered. And her answer only made the fire burning in his loins burn even hotter. He lifted her out of the dip and continued dancing while pressing her body against his more. His lips felt locked to her ear as the swayed side to side, the prince feeling unable to move his head from the side of hers as he whispered more and more dirty words to her. ”So eager to have children already my love? I’m surprised. I would have preferred to enjoy you over the course of many moons all to myself. Licking, kissing, sucking, and pounding every inch of your luscious body. But if that’s what you wish, I’ll be more than happy to pipe you full. I can’t wait to hear you moan again, not having to worry about your mother catching us this time. I fear for our bed’s health though. We may need a new one after tonight. For you though I will try to start slow and sensual. I’m looking forward to leaving kisses all over your bust without that dress to hide you. It flatters your figure well, but I will flatter it better….”
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 09:42 PM
Every word of the prince traveled directly down to her hips, the feeling of his breath against her ear and the gentle touch of his lips against her earlobe making her shudder in pleasure. She eventually turned her head towards the man, kissing the point of his neck right behind his ear before allowing a soft nibble to his earlobe. “You have me for the rest of our lives… if you wish to ravage me in the bedroom, the dinning hall, the theater, the banquet hall… there is plenty of time to do so. For tonight, I want you to make well on all of your promises.” Her hand moved over the front of his shoulder, pressing against the fabric of his shirt just above his chest… but she dared move her hand lower, brushing his cloak and jacket aside so any peering eyes wouldn’t be able to see her fingers push past the hem of his jeans and brush against the skin of his hips. “How much longer can you wait, before you take me back to our chambers?”
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Livewire 11-Dec-21 09:49 PM
The rest of the banquet hall was quickly becoming a blur as Hawthorne’s vision tunnelled along with the rest of his senses. Anything and everything that wasn’t Yvette or related to her was ceasing to exist. He smiled at her kissing his neck but the love bites made his eyes go wide. Even so he didn’t break yet, instead answering her question. ”Until my wife orders me to take her back to our chambers to make her mine. The second I hear her begging request, I will whisk her away to fulfill all her dark, scandalous desires.” As he spoke leaned in and kissed her on the lips, biting her lower one slightly and tugging on it as he pulled away. The music was now reaching its final crescendo. How poetic.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 09:56 PM
”Do you believe that the guests would notice if you whisked me away? After our dance… if I begged you to take me, as I can’t bare to wait another minute..” Yvette felt her body shuddering in the feeling of his skin under her fingers. She wanted to begin to undress him then and there, but she dare not go any further with all the eyes of their people watching. They had already been so bold to speak about these things in public. Her body pressed up against his own, feeling the fabric of his garments pressing into the skin of her supple breasts. She pressed another, and another, and another kiss to the skin of his neck, the orchestra dragging their bows passionately across the strings as their crescendo echoed over the crowds and began to fade away… slowly marking the end of their dance nearing so delicately.
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”It doesn’t matter. Let them see us take our leave. Nothing matters to me more than you and your satisfaction. I want you, Yvette. So let me hear you say it. You have the most powerful man in the world at your beck and call.” Hawthorne let her attack his neck with kisses while he rubbed her back, one of his hands threatening to slip lower towards her rear end. ”Tell me princess: do your powers over water ensure you are always wet? Or will it be because of my own handiwork?” he whispered devilishly, his lips a few inches from hers so it was if he was speaking the words directly into her throat.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 10:14 PM
The woman looked up into his eyes longingly, moving forward and pressing her lips against his own passionately for a moment before she let her lips part from his for just a moment. “Please, my love… I can’t wait any longer..” she whimpered against his lips. She didn’t care about the crowds of people any more, she only cared about her lover. “There’s only one way to find out if it’s my powers or your hands. I want you to take me.” Yvette slowly moved her hands to the sides of his neck and tugged him down against her lips all over again. Her tongue brushed against his lips, tasting his hot skin as the music faded off to silence. She could feel her body pressing at the seams of her dress, begging to be released.
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Livewire 11-Dec-21 10:23 PM
And at her pleas, the prince would do as she asked. Just as the music would end and the crowds would applaud the musicians the prince would scoop up the princess and carry her away, still kissing her. The second he felt her tongue press against his lips he opened his mouth, letting his own tongue slide into hers as he carried her to the guest house. It was a short walk from the gardens to the southern courtyard. In the courtyard a building akin to a home sat, built almost like a miniature version of the castle made for two people. Before they knew it, the pair were inside the guest house. The second they crossed the threshold, Hawthorne put Yvette down and pulled out of the kiss for just a moment to turn and close the door behind them, locking it to ensure they wouldn’t be interrupted before immediately whipping around and pulling her into him. He planted a fiery open mouth kiss on her lips, his tongue rapidly entering her mouth as one hand got last in her hair as he cupped the back of her head, while the other plummeted down to her rear end, grabbing it and pulling her hips into his lustfully.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 11-Dec-21 10:32 PM
The princess allowed a surprised gasp to leave her lips as he whisked her right off of her feet. Her eyes barely caught a glimpse of her maids all blushing vividly and giggling to themselves as they watched him carry her out of the banquet hall. Her fingers pushed into the hair on the back of his head as she returned his passionate kiss, her soft lips and velvet tongue inviting to his every touch. She was light, light enough to make it fairly easy for the prince to carry her through the garden and to the small guest house. It was homey, although still large in stature it was much akin to a regular house rather than a palace. It was the perfect place for the two to escape to for their honeymoon. Yvette breathed out as she tried to gather herself once the prince put her down, but she had no chance to do so as he spun around and pulled her against him suddenly. She pressed her palms against his toned chest, her fingers running delicately along the expand of his pecks as she expertly untied the robe that covered his shoulders, shoving it haphazardly off of his shoulders and onto the ground. She did not want to wait any longer, even as his hands pulled her body against his own she started to madly work at the buttons of his top with her exploring fingers. She grew frustrated with the fabric, curling her fingers into his shirt and quite literally ripping it open so his skin was finally exposed to her. Buttons flew everywhere, and the princess didn’t give a damn if she ruined his shirt. He could get another one for all she cared. Her head dipped to press passionate kisses against his neck, gently nipping at it once or twice as her hands slipped over his stomach and dared to hook into the hem of his trousers.
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The beautiful red jacket fell to the ground in a heap as the two newly weds continued to get closer and closer. At the muffled sound of fabric being ripped apart and buttons pitter-pattering onto the floor the prince smiled even wider. He fully let Yvette undress him while pleasuring his neck. He was panting like mad, giving them both a reprieve as he let her work, but the second he felt her hand go towards his trouser his eyes narrowed. Without a word he began undoing her corset. In mere seconds it fell to the ground, causing her dress to feather out slightly. A part of him wanted to tear her dress off right then and there but it was such a beautiful garment that he did not want to ruin it. Besides, part of the fun tonight was undressing his wife. And he was going to savour it. As his bare chest pressed against her, the prince’s fingers found the button at the back of her dress keeping the long flowing skirt attached. But not for long, as he began to undo it. His heart raced with every passing second, wondering what kind of undergarments she was wearing. If she was wearing any at all. The thought of her kindled a fire that was burning in his loins for her. While he worked he leaned into her neck and began sucking on a spot on the left side, creating a powerful suction. When his lips finally pulled off with a loud pop, there was a bright red hickey. A marking of his territory as he went to another spot, and another, and another on her neck. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 05:49 AM
Yvette’s eyes moved up to look into the serious gaze of her lover, her gentle fingers moving against his hot skin slowly as she allowed him to work diligently on her dress. A shudder passed through the length of her body as the corset fell off of her torso, a tantalizing wave of goosebumps raiding across her entire body as his fingers moved to remove the skirt from her waist. As he worked, she did too. Her fingers finally moved to the front of his trousers and quickly popped the button open, and she was able to hook her fingertips into his trousers and pull them down until they slipped over his hips. She let them fall around his legs once she did so, tilting her head back and to the side to allow the prince as much room as he needed to mark her pale skin. Yvette’s breathing hastened with every mark he left on her body, and she found herself growing more and more impatient… but she forced herself to enjoy the slow and sensual touch of his body against her own for now. After all, the would be the first time they would see one another entirely nude. Yvette hadn’t warn anything on her chest below her dress, the support from her corset was enough and anything more would’ve simply ruined the design of the dress. Under her skirts, her thigh was decorated with a simple lace garter which paired nicely with the lace undergarment that covered the point between her legs. As she waited for the prince to finish undressing her, one of her hands moved to his upper thigh and slowly dared to explore his groin… wondering how excited he was, and what his little dragon was like.
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Hawthorne felt himself being undressed by his wife, and in response a smirk grew larger and larger on his face. He pulled himself away from Yvette just for a moment to kick off his boots and tops aside his trousers. He then tore his shirt off completely, tossing it to the floor which left him almost completely naked except for a single pair of form fitting black under briefs. As he stood the princess would have seen what she felt: a large mass that was starting to grow as his member started to stand at attention. His body was muscular from shoulders to calves and he radiated a seductive scent of smoke, citrus, and spices. But as bewitching as he was, she was even more alluring to him. Now that he had a chance to look at her his eyes widened as they slowly looked her up and down hungrily, taking note of how sexy she looked with that lace garter on her leg that matched her lingerie. “My my my, aren’t you a sight to die for,” he whispered to himself, but loudly enough for her to hear as he closed the distance between them, wrapping his left arm around her to undo the final bit of the top of her dress, while his right hand slipped down to in between her legs and began to rub her groin area. “The bedroom should be upstairs my love….unless you’d like me to defile you down here in the entrance room on the love seat,” he spoke into her mouth, his own breath becoming more laboured as he got more and more excited. His desire was on the edge of exploding. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 07:39 AM
A deep red blush came over her cheeks as she felt his hardened member below her fingers, and her hips seemed to tingle in response. She could feel the familiar touch of wetness overtaking her folds within her underwear, knowing that her body was just as easily reacting to his touch as she was. Her hands moved away from his groin, traveling up along his torso and over his chest as she admired every delectable aspect of his body. Her soft pink tongue peaked out and wiped over her lips, her touch coming to a rest on the sides of his head as she gazed up at him. The fabric of the remaining piece of her dress loosened from her body, and Yvette took it upon herself to step back and grip the fabric to slip it off of her body and toss it to the floor. Her breasts were supple, the cool air puckering her nipples as she stood in front of him. Her heart had begun to race, as if when he finally saw her like this he would reject her and turn to flee. It was so nerve wracking, as a man had never seen her like this and she wondered what was going through his mind. The intoxicating scent of wood, citrus and a few other spices that were difficult to pinpoint to the princess filled her nose and she found herself swooning over the very warmth of it. Her husband was extremely attractive, and she let her eyes drink in every bit of his body as she contemplated where she wanted him to take her. The princess stepped forward, taking his hand into her own and leading him away from the entrance before she turned and began to ascend the stairs. As much as she would love for him to take her on the sofa, she wanted the first time to be meaningful and completely enjoyable. .
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Later they could move about the rest of the house and defile every surface they wanted to. For now, she moved up the stairs quickly and found the first door that was open at the top of the stairs. Her eyes scanned the room as she entered, the inviting warm fireplace that had been stoked and lit by servants crackled in the room, illuminating the red bed with satin sheets with a golden aura. A blanket of black fur lay out across the end of the bed, and the princess felt her heart skip a few beats. She spun around slowly, pressing her body against the prince’s and feeling his strong chest against her sweet breasts, capturing his mouth into another passionate kiss as she waited to see what he would do next.
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Livewire 12-Dec-21 07:50 AM
All of the prince's composure left his body the second Yvette pulled away and took off what remained of her dress, leaving her in just her lace undergarments. His eyes widened at the sight of her shapely breasts, firm and slightly swaying as she pressed them against him. His neck felt like it was literally on fire from how hot it felt. The feeling of her hardened nipples pressing against his chest made him want to strip her panties and his briefs off and take her right there, but he let her lead him upstairs, watching as her breasts bounced up and down. He felt like a bull watching a red cape be waved in front of it, honing in on her body. The second they reached the room, the prince kicked the door shut. He had little time to admire the beautiful room before the princess was in his arms again kissing him passionately. His arms immediately wrapped her back, his mouth open and tongue racing into hers. After a few seconds one of his hands slipped down to her rump, squeezing it firmly. He then moved his hands to her thighs and lifted her up again, carrying her to the bed which was surrounded by a canopy of see-through curtains. He shoved them aside roughly as he put her down on the bed and just like the first time, he climbed on top of her, his body hovering over her body. Only this time he was not nearly as reserved, nor was there any reason for him to stop. His hands went down to her thighs, running his fingernails lightly across the innermost part of both of them where her skin was the softest and most sensitive. At the same time he moved his head to her waist and beginning at her belly button, began making a trail of kisses up her body. When he reached her breasts he kissed both of them, letting his tongue flick each of her nipples as he purred with delight, signalling how aroused her was.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 08:08 AM
A rush of excitement fluttered through her limbs as his hands moved to grip her derrière, then lifting her from the ground. She let out a small squeak of surprise, then a small giggle as he carried her over to the bed. A few of the flowers that adorned her braid fell slowly to the ground, but she didn’t care. Her braid would mostly likely be completely dismantled by the time they finished anyways. Her mouth dropped open as he dropped her back-first onto the soft cushion of the bed. Her thighs pressed desperately against his sides, and she couldn’t help but shudder as his fingernails drug along the inside of her thighs. The princess’ back lifted off of the bed slightly, pressing her toned torso into the air and against his exploring lips. For the first time that night, she let a small sound of pleasure fall from her lips as his tongue flicked over her sensitive nipples. Absentmindedly, her fingers curled into the sheets of the bed as she lifted her hands above her head and held onto the fabric tightly. She barely knew what to do with herself, as her nerve endings fired up with pleasure with every touch he placed against her sweet skin. “Hawthorne..” she moaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her head and her hips pressing up into his own. Fuck… why does he have to tease me like this? she thought to herself.
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The sultry sounds of Yvette were music to the prince's ears, and they had only just begun. He took note of her lifting her arms and gripping the fabric as he kissed her breasts over and over, sucking on her nipples one after the other, both of them as hard as pebbles. He didn't answer the call of his name with words, but with actions. He leaned his head down to her leg where the garter lace lay and slowly took it in his teeth, pulling it off while staring right at her despite her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Once it was off he placed his hands on her lingerie and tore it off, leaving her body completely naked in front of him. He could feel her grinding her hips against his, causing his bulge to grow even more, aching to escape. And he would allow it soon. But first he was going to make good on one of the promises he had made at the banquet. Without a word he slid down to in between her legs so his mouth was hovering above her folds. He gave it a gentle rub, and was delighted to feel she was already wet. He then leaned in and gave her a kiss directly on her clitoris, before starting to eat her out ravenously, both of his hands slipping under her to grab her ass and shove her hips into his mouth more as he began to lick and kiss her vulva, his tongue pushing apart her folds and beginning to explore the hot, wet cavern.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 08:35 AM
Soft whimpers left Yvette’s lips as she felt his lips brush against her leg as he drug the garter off of her leg, causing her skin to pucker with goosebumps with every inch he descended down her body. She would lift her head slightly as he gripped onto her underwear, tearing them off of her thin body so that she was entirely naked and vulnerable in front of him. Her heart stopped dead in her chest as she felt a bit of insecurities waft up in her chest, but she refused to worry about what he thought of her. This was the moment she had been waiting for for days, and she wouldn’t let a bit of nerves stop her from enjoying it. The moment he leaned down between he legs, she felt her cheeks brighten as he neared the point between her legs which grew slick in want for his touch. She took a shaky breath when his lips pressed against her clit, letting her head lay back against the bed once more as the pleasure of his touch gripped her body and tickled her every sense. “Ah! My love!” She whined, but her words fell away to soft luxurious moans and her legs pressed against the sides of his head. Her breathing began to hasten until she was practically panting in response to his every touch, one of her hands moving down to curl into his hair and draw him closer to her hips. As if he could get any closer.
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Livewire 12-Dec-21 09:05 AM
Hawthorne continued to eat her out, feasting on her just like he said he would. The sounds of his lips smacking and kissing and sucking on her moist flesh filled the room, drowning out the crackling fire easily. As he ate her out he felt her pillowy thighs squeeze around his head, in addition to her hand pressing on the back of his head. The feeling made his desire burn even hotter, making him eat her out more and more ravenously. His tongue frantically darted around the inside of her folds, exploring every inch of her womanhood. As he ate her out vigorously he began to let out little grunts of pleasure himself. His hands began to prod and massage her legs, targeting all of her nerves and veins. The man had studied anatomy for years in order to be effective in war, and all that study was now helping him in a different field. He wanted to make her climax multiple times tonight, and this would be the first way he would make her reach completion. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 09:13 AM
The princess felt any worry or thought melt away as his tongue flicked over the most sensitive spot of her folds over and over again. A hot, tingling sensation began to overwhelm the small bead of pleasure hidden beneath her slick folds. “Please!” Yvette found herself crying out, her fingers curling tightly into his hair and tugging on it gently, “oh my gods please don’t stop!” She whined, with every passing moment she felt the pressure of her climax filling her hips and making her tremble in anticipation. She had no idea what was happening to her, but she loved it. After just a few more moments of the Prince’s ravenous tongue she felt her body let go of that building pleasure, and her insides begin to tighten over and over again as she reached her first ever climax. She whined out softly and turned her head to the side, pressing her face into the sheets which she had pulled up against her skin to hide her beaming red cheeks and propped open mouth as she moaned into the fabric.
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The prince would grant the princess' request, not stopping the pleasure he was giving to Yvette. In fact he began to speed it up, eating her out more and more loudly as he felt her body tense and tighten as she came, her juices flowing out of her and into his mouth. He hungrily slurped her dry, riding out the orgasm until the tension in her body finally subsided. This had been a new experience for him as well. He had studied the art of lovemaking, but nothing had read or written compared to the real thing. In that moment he desired to do nothing else for the rest of his days but bed Yvette over and over again. He pulled away from between her legs and slid on top of her so they were at eye level again, his hand wrapping around her throat gently, turning her face to face him as he lightly choked her on the sides of her neck, being mindful to do it the pleasurable way and not the way that would threaten to suffocate her. "Look at me Yvette. I want to see your intimate faces. Don't you dare turn away and deny me your beauty," he said in a low, almost growling voice as he leaned in towards her ear and began sucking on her right earlobe, at one point biting and tugging on it lightly while his free hand massaged her breasts.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 09:42 AM
The princess felt her mind practically melt away after the feeling of her pleasure threatened to make her completely immobile for hours. She was… already sort of exhausted, but surely enough after he climbed back on top of her and wrapped his hand around her throat. A surge of energy started from her throat, traveling quickly through her torso and into her hips, making her wet all over again. Her blue eyes locked onto his own as she listened to his command, and normally she wouldn’t enjoy him telling her what to do like this… but his words send an unexpected shiver down her spine. She exhaled softly as her fingers lifted to drag ever so softly along his sides, “yes, my love..” she whispered softly. She turned her head away just enough to give him a bit of room to attack the skin of her ear. Her left hand fell down in between their legs and hooked into the hem of his underwear. She didn’t want to wait any longer, she needed to be with him. To feel him. To have him claim her completely and entirely as his wife, and she felt the throbbing need for him in her hips intensify. She felt like a pathetic little… well, a dirty girl waiting for the man to slip into her. “Please, Hawthorne.. I need you.”
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Hearing Yvette obey his wishes gave the man a powerful feeling in his heart. He had led conquests of entire kingdoms before, but nothing compared to this. As he felt her toy with his brief and beg, he immediately pulled away and tore his briefs off as he stood on his knees in front of her, finally completely nude. The second his briefs were tossed aside his member came into view: completely clean shaven from his shaft to his ballbag. He was fully aroused, his shaft standing straight in front of him, about nine inches long and throbbing. He allowed her to gaze at his form for a moment, before wrapping an arm around her waist and lifting her up so she too was standing on her knees in front of him, her waist and pelvis pressed against his. The second the head of his member pressed against her folds, a small bit of precum dribbled out from the opening as he held her close. One hand went down to her rear again, and before he could stop to question his actions he spanked her firmly, the clapping sound echoing through the room and making her skin ripple. For a moment the prince was shaken out of his lust, concerned that he may have hurt his wife. "I'm sorry Yvette, are you alright? I did not mean to hurt you, please forgive me." He spoke in a tender voice, kissing her on the cheek gently, hoping to the Maker above that he hadn't hurt her in his lustful state. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 09:58 AM
The moment he sat up and ripped his briefs off the princess felt her heart stop. It was… rather large, and she wondered how that was going to fit inside of her. Her mouth started to unexpectedly water, and she inhaled softly as if she was going to speak only to be cut off by the man pulling her up and off of the bed. The feeling of his hardened member pressed against her folds made her whimper in temptation, her fingers moving up to press against his chest. The feeling of his hand slapping against her soft rear made her jump slightly in surprise, having never thought about how that would make her feel. For a moment she was stunned, her cheeks glowing red and fingers moving up to curl over his shoulders. That was, until her skin started to tingle in response to his slap and she realized she enjoyed the slight pain. She wouldn’t be able to explain why, but it was undeniable that it made her heart patter excitedly. The princess shook her head and placed her palms against the sides of his head as she looked into his eyes, “is that all you’ve got?” She purred against his lips, pressing a kiss against his lips and sucking on his bottom lip seductively.
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Livewire 12-Dec-21 10:17 AM
For a few moments a lump formed in Hawthorne's throat as he feared what her response would be. Would she cry out in pain? Would she push away? Would she not want to be with him? He hadn't meant to hurt her, but he had let his emotions get the best of him. And he was quite strong. However all of his fears would melt away when she wrapped her hands around his head and spoke in an incredibly alluring voice. She wasn't in pain at all. In fact she was egging him on to spank her harder. This time it was the prince who was shocked, unable to say anything before she kissed him. The sensation of sucking on his bottom lip made a fiery blush erupt on his face and send shivers down his spine. He instantly wrapped his arms around her waist. After a few seconds he pulled away, panting hard but grinning devilishly. Without a word he pushed up against her, toppling her so she was laying on the bed again. He quickly held both of her hands, lacing his fingers through each of hers and then pinning her arms above her head to the sheets. The gaze he looked at her was one of absolute lust. Any hesitation or worry in him had melted away. "Let's find out," he said, before plunging his member into her folds. The first thrust sent a ripple of ecstasy through his body, making the man groan and moan as he adjusted to how tight she felt. "Fucking helllllll," he groaned, taking a moment to adjust before pulling back and thrusting himself into her again. And again. And again, as he began to pound her.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 10:25 AM
A surge of excitement ran through her body as her prince toppled her back over onto the bed. Her dainty fingers invitingly curled with his own and she let him pin her hands above her head. The feeling of quite literally not being able to move made her that much more exhilarated, but she hadn’t any time to actually react to it before his member plunged into her unexpectedly. She gasped loudly, the slight amount of pain from his large member penetrating her making her whimper softly as she adjusted to his size. It felt so much different than she had expected it to, quite literally stretching her from the inside out and filling her hips entirely. Her grip on his fingers tightened, her mouth dropping open as she looked up at him. Her features twisted slightly in the mixture of pain and pleasure, but it wouldn’t take too long for her to get used to the feeling of him inside of her. With each pump she rocked her hips against his own, her supple breasts bouncing up and down with each time their hips clapped together, echoing through the room and filling the otherwise silent air. “Y-you… oh my gods it feels so good..” Yvette whined, her voice having nearly dropped three tones, the seductive voice of her inner goddess gracing the ears of her husband.
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Livewire 12-Dec-21 10:34 AM
The low, sultry voice of Yvette only served to stoke the fire inside the prince. With each clap of flesh the bed began to rock more and more, the curtains swaying along like trees in the wind. Hawthorne fully agreed with her statement. It felt like heaven to be inside her, her legs split and on either side of his body as he thrusted in and out of her again and again. After the first few he began to develop a rhythm with Yvette's body, so when his hips moved back hers did as well, and so when they both raced back to meet eachother his shaft was plunged even further into her waiting cavern. "Gods yes, moan for me. Sing my praises like the siren you are," he said in a raspy voice, barely even able to get the words out through the pleasure he was feeling. He leaned in and started attacking her neck again, which already had several cherry red hickeys present on her porcelain skin. But now he began to cover her in love bites, his teeth grazing her skin over and over again as the bedframe began to creak slightly.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 12:33 PM
With every nip of the princess’ skin, she felt a shock of pleasure originate at the source of his bites and send sparks of immense rapture along her skin. “Hawthorne..” she whimpered quietly, her fingers tightening around his hands as she tried to accept every ounce of pleasure he gifted to her body gracefully… yet it seemed almost too much for her. Her head rolled back and chest pressed up against his touch once more, her cries and moans echoing through the halls of the guest house. Surely the servants would blush at the very sounds, but Yvette did not do it for them. She cried out in ecstasy for her lover, and only her lover. The pleasure of his skin against her own, his member thrusting into her, and the soft satin sheets relieving her of any thought, any but her lover. The princess felt her toes curl with every thrust that slapped their hips together, every part of her curvy body bouncing back and forth with their movements. There was no denying that she was growing close to yet another climax of euphoria, forcing her to clench her jaw tightly as she began to climb to her metaphorical climax.
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Livewire 12-Dec-21 01:42 PM
Hawthorne was lost in his pleasure, savouring every second of his first romp with Yvette while his mind was already imagining their fifth. The possibilities were seemingly endless as he thought of locations, times, and positions. As he pounded her he felt her start to tense up. He saw the look on her face and knew she was getting close to finishing again. He felt himself starting to build to an orgasm as well, but his was still some ways away. Good. He still had ample time to pleasure the woman. He let go of her hands, finally letting her free of his grasp. His hands then snaked to her legs, gripping both of her ankles and placing them on his shoulders before gripping her waist. In this new position he was able to pound her at an even deeper angle. He leaned over her, smiling seductively as her ran his tongue over his top row of teeth, showing just how hungry the man still was for her. "Moan for me, my love. Hold nothing back. Let the whole castle hear how well I am treating you!"
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 01:53 PM
The princess’ eyes watched at the man took her ankles and pressed them against his shoulders, wondering just how this new position was going to- oh. She gasped at the first thrust, feeling his length press even deeper into her hips and she felt like he couldn’t have gotten any deeper yet here he was… fucking her even further into the bed. She looked up into his eyes, refusing to shy away from his gaze as her mouth propped open and continued to let her symphony of breaths, moans, and cries of pleasure. She let her hands curl around the back side of her thighs, holding her thighs to her chest and hearing the rather odd but wonderful sounds of their hips smacking together and her wet folds squish with every thrust he offered to her hips. “Hawthorne! Oh my gods!” She cried out, feeling a bit of sweat beading on her forehead as she spoke once more, “I’m going to- to…” what would she call it? She didn’t know. She was shy to speak that way to him, to mouth those dirty words.
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Livewire 12-Dec-21 02:04 PM
Hawthorne on the other hand was no stranger to foul or otherwise improper language. And so he happily leaned in towards her face, kissing her lips roughly before pulling back with a loud pop of their lips. "Going to what, my love? Cum? Erupt? Don't be shy darling. We're in private after all. I want to hear you say all those dirty things you wanted to say when we were in public. So speak freely, or I'll pound them out of you," he whispered to her, hot breaths full of lust breaking on her face as fingers ran to her nipples, giving them a light pinch and fondle as he rolled them in between his right thumb and index finger.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 02:12 PM
His words brought a spark of confidence which flooded her chest immediately, she enjoyed it when he praised her. She enjoyed it when he told her he would pound her. “Is that a promise? To pound me until I cum over and over again?” Her words were breathless, a soft squeak leaving her lips as he pinched her nipple. She turned her face away again, ignoring his demand to have her face him as she grew closer to her climax. She couldn’t help it, there was something about letting anyone see her in this way, and she was growing closer and closer to her climax. A few more thrusts into her body as she felt her insides tighten again, over and over they sent waves of absolute euphoria through her limbs and made her shudder uncontrollably. “Ah! Oh my god!” She cried out, her fingers desperately reaching up to curl around his wrists and hang onto him for dear life, as if her orgasm would throw her over the edge of the bed.
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Livewire 12-Dec-21 02:43 PM
Hawthorne smirked wildly, nodding in response to her question. "Of course darling. Whenever you want, wherever you want, and however you want. I live to please you," he said in a sweet and alluring tone. He noticed that she turned away from him, but he didn't address it just yet. Instead he simply sped up his pace, hitting her deeper and deeper until finally she erupted as signalled by her shaking and cries of pleasure. She pulled him in closer but she did not need to. He willingly thrusted as deep as he could into her. The intense feeling of her cumming a second time threatened to make him erupt prematurely, but he managed to hold on as she held on to him. But after her second orgasm he knew he didn't have much time left. He pulled his shaft out of her wet folds, his member dripping from being inside her for so long as he turned her over onto the sheets which were beginning to become soiled in their combined juices. As soon as she was laying on her front, Hawthorne spanked her ass hard again before planting a kiss on both sides of it. He then laid his body on top of hers, leaning in towards her ear as he grinded his shaft against her tailbone. "Gods, at this rate I may put a baby in you tonight my love. I can't seem to keep myself away from you," he purred into her ear, kissing her on the cheek afterwards several times as he rubbed his shaft against her rear end, conserving some stamina before what he felt would be his last round. "You seem to enjoy laying underneath me as I pound you senseless....do you like when I worship your body? Or would you prefer I thrash and breed you roughly?" he spoke, wrapping his hand around her throat again and pulling her back, slightly arching his back as he lay on top of her.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 03:02 PM
Yvette’s body seemed to tremble mercilessly as the remnants of her second orgasm lingered in her every limb. She let her lips part as she tried to get ahold of herself, the world seeming to spin for a moment while the pleasure of her orgasm slowly edged away. It was an entire surprise to have him flip her over onto her stomach, her fingers gripping tightly onto the satin sheets of the bed just as she felt his weight lower onto her from behind. She didn’t actually expect to feel a rush of excitement flood through her chest at this position, but gods did she love it. She jumped and let out a soft yelp of pleasurable pain as the sting of his palm lingered on the skin of her rear. His whispered words against her ear caused her heart to leap and bound over it’s beats, the rhythm of it completely and utterly unpredictable. She bit down on her lip as she pondered his words, and she knew that she liked it all. As long as she was with him she didn’t care if it was sweet, or rough, or downright animalistic. Yvette sucked in a breath of air as she felt his hand wrap around her neck and tug her up so her back arched. Delight rippled through her chest at the feeling of him choking her, his member pressing roughly against her ass. “I love it when you pound me ruthlessly. Make me yours.” she spoke between breaths, closing her eyes as she let her lover take her, however he pleased. “I want your seed in me, my king. I’m not a princess tonight I’m your dirty little wife that loves how you feel inside of her.”
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Livewire 12-Dec-21 05:51 PM
It was dangerous for the princess to stroke the prince’s ego this much and this well. It made him putty in her hands even though it would appear that the opposite was true seeing as how he had been dictating their first romp from the beginning. Even still, Hawthorne chuckled at her calling him a king, kissing her cheek softly again. ”I am just a humble prince my love. But if I am a king, it is only because you are my queen. As for your request….your wish is my command.” With that he inserted his throbbing cock into her folds for the third round of their frenzied tryst, his pelvis clapping against her rear end, making her backside bounce with each powerful stroke. His hand drifted from her throat to her hair, grabbing a handful of it and tugging it back gently. Even so, flower petals began to fall from her hair and onto the bed as both the prince and princess faced the fireplace which paled in comparison to the heat both of them were in. “I’m aching to spew my seed inside of you my love. You are my angel but I am going to fuck you like a sinning succubus. And after tonight I’m going to fuck you all over this castle. In the kitchens, against the walls, ok the floor, in the powder rooms. I will turn this place onto a palace of pleasure all for you my love,” he said in a rough but adoring voice, tugging on her hair and spanking her again, each frantic thrust bringing him closer and closer to finally erupting. By this point the bed was shaking and creaking violently, threatening to break from their night of passion.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 12-Dec-21 08:31 PM
Every breath that the prince let escape his lips and against her skin sent a ripple through her body, every inch of her skin crawling in pleasure as he pressed up against her back. The moment he pushed back into her she let out a moan of pleasure from how good his member felt, stretching her from the inside. She let her mouth drop open so that every thrust he pushed into her hips would allow another spine of pleasure to push through her lips. His words made her stomach flutter, like butterflies were rummaging around on his insides and forcing her body to feel an unspeakable excitement which left her trembling uncontrollably from under him. “are you threatening me, or are you promising me? Because either way, I love it.” Yvette managed to gasp out between his thrusts, her delicate fingers clutching the sheets of the bed so hard that she thought she just might rip through them. If she did, oh well… they could just get more. “Fill me up, my love… make me yours,” she begged, turning her head to the side so she could peek up at him over her shoulder as he pounded her from behind, both of their bodies rocking back and forth on the bed mercilessly as their hips clapped together. It was a wonderful sound, the sound of their skin meeting over and over again.
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Livewire 13-Dec-21 04:58 AM
As much as Hawthorne wanted to answer Yvette’s question, he couldn’t form a clear thought, his mind only filled with the feeling of himself finally reaching the edge of the cliff. He could only manage to give her one more thrust, plunging his shaft as deep as it could go inside her before pressing his entire body on top of her and finally erupting. With a loud groan and a litany of cursing, the man’s shaft exploded, pumping her full of hot, thick seed. His body shuddered hard. Ironically he himself was shaking like a leaf in the wind as he came over and over again. After what felt like five seconds straight of pure molten bliss, the man’s body finally stopped shaking as he collapsed on top of her, panting hard as he shifted his wait off her partially so she didn’t feel like she was being squashed. “By the maker…..that was incredible,” he managed to say in between laboured breaths, putting a hand down next to Yvette’s right on the sheets to steady himself, which by this point were a damp mess. The pair just lay there for a bit, their pants filling the air. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 13-Dec-21 05:55 PM
As the heat of the moment slowly began to fade away, Yvette slowly let her head fall onto the bed so she could rest her eyes. She had been waiting for this moment for what seemed like an eternity, even though it was only a couple of days. It seemed to live up to her expectations and even further, the pleasures of their skin which was once prohibited between the two was at their very fingertips. She had been so hungry for his touch she believed any amount of it would never satisfy her needs, yet here she lay beneath him feeling as though she could never walk again. Eventually, after many moments of heaving breaths and wandering thoughts, she would let her eyes flutter open to look over at her Prince. He was so sexy, even laying there with sweat beading on his forehead and his hair all messy from Yvette's fingers. Actually, she thought he looked even more sexy this way. "You... didn't disappoint," she said, allowing her cheeks to puff as her lips curled up in a small giggle. Her sapphire eyes sparkled in the dim light of the room, the smell of the fire burning in the fireplace beginning to cover up the smell of their love.
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Livewire 13-Dec-21 06:17 PM
Hawthorne had no smart remark this time. No flirting words. He barely had enough energy left to smile and get off of her and pull the both of them into bed under the covers. “Glad to hear it. You certainly didn’t either,” he said in a breathless tone, wrapping an arm around her back. “I don’t think I have enough in me for a another three rounds, but I’m looking forward to our next romp. For now though, would you like anything before you sleep? Perhaps a glass of water, or a massage? I’m happy to take care of you any way you desire my love,” he said soothingly, stroking her cheek with his free hand’s thumb. She was the image of beauty, even after he had defiled her. He couldn’t help but thank the heavens for deeming him worthy of her.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 13-Dec-21 06:23 PM
Soft blue eyes met his golden irises, her smile never fading but growing a bit bigger as he offered to do even more for her. She shook her head as she sunk into the sheets of the bed, lifting her soft fingers and pressing them against his cheek lovingly. "You're too kind, my love... but I don't want anything. I just want to lay here with you." She gently lay her head on his shoulder as she looked up at him, letting her touch slowly drag along his cheekbone and into his dark hair. Her eyes traced up to watch as her own fingers began to comb through his hair, taming it's wild fray as she lay with him. "I love you..." she whispered as she softly played with his hair, her cheeks growing red in slight embarrassment for feeling so affectionate. She couldn't help it, though... she really did love this man for every part of him. She couldn't ask for a better husband, and she was so grateful she found love with him instead of just having to marry him for the political vision.
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Livewire 13-Dec-21 06:30 PM
The prince was never the most emotional man, unless that emotion was related to anger or fear. But in that moment, holding Yvette while she played with his hair and said she loved him….he could feel his heart swell with gratitude. “I love you too…” was all he would allow himself to say, for fear that he would begin gushing if he said anymore. And he still had an image to uphold as a fearsome dragon, at least that was how everyone else saw him. But even without saying much, she could probably tell how he felt as he hugged her close to his chest, a warm hand slowly trailing up and down her spine as he drifted off.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 15-Dec-21 11:25 AM
Yvette smiled softly to herself as she heard those three gentle words being said. It really had been unexpected for her to find this much happiness in this arranged marriage, but here she was… holding onto the prince and playing with his hair until they both fell asleep in the comfortable sheets and warm room. Yvette dreamt of sweet things, of their night in the garden and the vows they took. Once the sun began to rise and shimmer through the windows of the room they lay in did she finally begin to stir from her slumber. She was still wrapped up in his arms, a smile crossing her features as she felt his warm arms holding her against his chest. She decided to lay there with him and wait for him to wake as well, her head laying gently on his chest as the minutes passed by and she listened to the soft beating of his heart and breathing in his lungs.
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Livewire 15-Dec-21 06:14 PM
Hawthorne didn’t dream. Even if he did, nothing would be able to beat what he had done in the night with Yvette. The man usually slept quite messily, mouth open and snoring. But with Yvette on his chest he had never been more relaxed. His mouth stayed shut, a light smile on his face as he slept, breathing in and out of his nose rhythmically. Even though he had been trained to wake at a moments notice, he stayed asleep through the entire night. ————————————— When morning finally came, Hawthorne was still sleeping, the occasional puffs of smoke emanating from his nostrils as his chest rose and fell. He had kept his arms wrapped around Yvette, holding her close to his body. Their intimate areas were covered by stray sheets in a way that almost seemed too artful to be unintentional. Like they were a couple in a renaissance painting. As Yvette woke and looked at him, the prince felt the slight movement. On instinct he hugged her a bit tighter, snuggling his face into her neck. The man was not cute very often, but he looked adorable. He would have done the same if he was awake. He never wanted to let her go.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 15-Dec-21 06:21 PM
When Hawthorne stirred just a bit and pressed his face into her neck, Yvette couldn’t help the smile that curled the sides of her lips. She gently wrapped her arms around his body and pulled him against her. The tickling feeling of his hot breath on her neck made her shudder slightly, her fingers gently rolling over his back and finding its way back into his hair. She lay there for a while, her small fingers twisting and turning around in his dark locks. Eventually, as the sun began to rise further, she decided that she was done laying around. She felt like there was so much to do with him in so little time. They wouldn’t be able to just live with one another and not be bombarded with the responsibilities of the crown. She turned her head, placing her lips against his own ever so softly to try and lure him out of his sleep. “My love… Hawthorne… you can’t sleep all day. Your wife needs you.” She said, a small giggle leaving her lips. She loved it, being called his wife. The title somehow made her insides all giddy… they were married, it almost seemed too good to be true.
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Livewire 16-Dec-21 02:39 AM
Hawthorne continued to doze, enjoying the warmth of Yvette’s neck that he had snuggled into, until she pulled away and pressed a gentle kiss on his lips. Immediately his eyes snapped open, and after he got his bearings he grinned at the woman. She was the image of beauty, her naked figure a work of art. Hawthorne immediately kissed her back, a brief kiss on her lips before answering her. “Good morning Yvette. I trust you slept well. What do you need from me darling?” He spoke gently, his voice deeper and more raspy than usual as he had just woken. His hair was a mess, but despite how he looked he’d never felt better.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 16-Dec-21 07:20 PM
The princess couldn’t help but smile slightly at his groggy voice and messy hair. Every part of her wanted to both cover him in kisses and devour him entirely. As she slowly moved her fingers across his chest, she felt that familiar hunger rising in her chest. Yvette just simply couldn’t help herself, sitting up from the bed and lifting her leg to swing it over his lap. She gently placed her hands on his chest, her legs now straddling his waist as she looked down at him. Her fingers ever so gently moved along his chest, up his neck, and against his cheeks as she leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips, “I need you…” she mumbled seductively against his lips. Her hips moved against his own, rolling gently forwards and then back. She had waited so long to be with him, it was almost as if she couldn’t get enough of him. His skin against her own was the only thing she craved, and she knew that he felt the same.
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Livewire 17-Dec-21 02:34 PM
Hawthorne was still waking up when he saw Yvette rise and come to a rest sitting on his hips. Normally he would be calm and composed but having just woken up, his jaw dropped as he gawked at her naked body. His mouth immediately closed slightly as she pressed a kiss to his lips, his hands moving to her hips. The feeling of her rocking on his hips immediately snapped him out of his daze, his member rocketing up and tapping her tailbone before dropping back down and starting to grow erect. The man said nothing, simply staring at the beautiful woman on top of him. She could ask him to do anything right now and he wouldn’t refuse.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 17-Dec-21 04:06 PM
The woman smiled slightly to herself when she felt his member shoot up, pressing against her and quickly becoming ready for her. Her soft blue eyes seemed to have a new certain glimmer to them, excited and hungry. Her lips left his own, traveling down the side of his head and against the side of his neck. She placed kiss after kiss before nipping softly at his skin, it was her turn to leave marks on her Prince. Her gentle fingers moved along his chest, feeling every wonderfully soft part of his skin beneath her fingers. “Is this better than a dream?” she asked softly, her words whispered against his skin as her hips rolled against his own once again. She could feel herself growing wet, the very idea of having him physically again excited her.
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Livewire 17-Dec-21 04:31 PM
Hawthorne was completely out of his element here. He has always been the hunter. But now he was the prey. The princess was making moves on him for a change. And it was a welcome one. “God yes….” He mumbled, his hands running up and down as she started kissing his neck. Unlike Yvette who was at least able to stifle herself a little when he had done the same to her, Hawthorne held nothing back as he groaned, bucking his hips slightly as a bolt of lightning went down his spine. “Fucking hell,” he mumbled in a sexually charged tone. (edited)
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Yvette Verlice BOT 17-Dec-21 04:37 PM
The tantalizing touch of the princess would slowly move down over his chest and then his stomach, her fingers gripping his hips with her left hand and wrapping her other hand around his member. Slowly, teasingly, she started to move her hand up and down along his length, sucking roughly on the skin of his neck as she attempted to leave bright cherry marks on his skin. “Tell me… how much you want me.” With her grip on his member, she drug his tip along the moistened folds of her pleasure point. She wanted to hear him tell her just how much he wanted her, to hear him beg for her. The dragon inside of her wanted power… even if it was over the man she loved. He had taken her last night, it was surely her turn to take him. To use him the way she wanted, show him that they were truly equals in every way. (edited)
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Livewire 17-Dec-21 05:15 PM
Hawthorne groaned again, leaning his head back the moment she began stroking his member. He grabbed both halves of her ample backside and pulled her further into his hips, his shaft growing rapidly in her grasp. “I’ve already married and deflowered you woman….you still don’t know how much I want you? Lord….woman I want you more than anything. Do whatever you like to me, just let me enjoy your beautiful body,” he groaned. He could feel his heat rising and blood pumping rapidly.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 17-Dec-21 06:45 PM
Those tantalizing lips lifted from his neck and drug up over his skin to hover just above his ear as she quit dragging his member across her clit. “I just want to hear you beg for me…” she purred into his ear, pressing her supple chest against his own. His rough hands gripping her round derrière left her skin puckering in goosebumps. She didn’t want to tease him any longer, as she was teasing herself all the same as she did. Yvette lined him up with her hips, slowly allowing her hips to lower onto his own and push him inside of her. Her grip on his side released almost as soon as his member slipped inside of her, finding his hand and curling her fingers with his own. She took his hand and pushed it up against the bed just beside his head, beginning to rock her hips into his own slowly and feeling his length pushing deep inside of her with each movement. “Oh… Hawthorne..” she moaned to him quietly.
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Livewire 17-Dec-21 07:00 PM
The prince groaned loudly, his legs involuntarily going rigid as she began to ride him. He would have spanked her had it not been for her pinning his arms down beside his head. He could have overpowered her, he was sure of it. Partially anyway….but he didn’t test it. He was enjoying himself far too much. It was incredible to not have to take the reigns for once. All he had to do was lay back and enjoy himself. He groaned loudly again as she moaned his name, thrusting his hips up and pounding her harder. He wasn’t as frenzied as he was the night prior, exchanging speed for power. He was thrusting less, but each one had a harder impact. “Lord above….I’ll beg like a dog if you want my love. Just give it to me,” he said in a deeper voice, the pleasure warping how he sounded as he watched her body sway. He desperately wanted to reach up and grab her breasts, or kiss them roughly. But alas he was out of reach. Still, he would manage. “Ride me harder. Faster princess!” He said, both in a demanding and also begging way.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 17-Dec-21 07:25 PM
The satisfaction of hearing her husband begging for her to give him the pleasure of her body only tempted her further. Every thrust felt deeper, with the aid of his bucking hips and her hastening speed. Every bounce was a little bit faster, until the sounds of their bodies clapping filled the room once again and paired with Yvette’s pleasured moans. “That’s right, my love!” She gasped in between breaths of passion, “you feel so good~” Yvette’s otherwise soft voice cried out into the room. Her fingers curled tighter around his own, holding his hands down for what seemed like ages until she decided she wanted to feel his hands on her body once again. She slipped her hands free of his own, instead reaching up and grabbing the headboard of the bed to stabilize herself. The bed creaked and moaned, threatening to snap if they moved any harder - but Yvette didn’t care about that. She only wanted to feel his hips slam into her own as her lithe body moved like an aggressive wave clashing into his hips. “Oh- my… just a bit more!” Yvette cried out, throwing her head back and allowing her soft white hair to fall in a knotted mess along her back as she rode the prince mercilessly.
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xBadrukax 17-Dec-21 07:25 PM
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Livewire 18-Dec-21 04:19 AM
At last the Prince’s hands were freed, and the second they were they immediately raced up to her breasts, grabbing both and starting to knead them as Yvette continued to ride him without relent. Normally he could go for quite a while, but having just woken up his stamina was a fraction of its normal self. That, and Yvette was doing an excellent job of coercing his member into erupting. “Oh fuckkk!” Hawthorne groaned, pounding his member into her as hard as his body would allow, the bed rocking and shuddering terribly. Finally after several more thrusts Hawthorne’a eyes went wide. His hands moved back to her waist and pulled her into him as his shaft erupted, pumping her full of his warm seed again as his body shuddered. After several seconds of lust laced cursing, Hawthorne let go of Yvette and fell back first into the sheets panting, staring at the bewitching woman on top of him. If they hadn’t been we’d yesterday he would have been convinced this was a dream. But she was real. And that was the best part.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 19-Dec-21 11:53 PM
Yvette held onto the headboard of the bed tightly as their bodies began to rock faster and faster. Her sounds of absolute pleasure would quickly become loud enough for the entire house to hear her scream out in joy. Their bodies so effortlessly bounced off of each other and filled the room with noise of their passion. She could quickly feel herself rising to her climax just as fast as her lover was. Eventually the pressure in her hips from his member slamming against the sensitive spots inside of her was too strong, and her body became rigid as her insides clenched around him. Waves of remaining pleasure would continue to burrow through her every limb as she slowly let go of the headboard and leaned down to rest against her husband. Her eyes fluttered closed, breath denounced to a desperate pant as she placed her hand against his chest and let her head rest in the crook of his neck. A small smile curled her lips, and she hummed ever so softly to herself, “that was… amazing..” @Livewire
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Livewire 21-Dec-21 03:40 AM
Hawthorne was panting feverishly as well. With their morning romp now over the man struggled to form coherent thoughts. So instead of say anything he elected to simply hold Yvette’s body close to his, wrapping an arm around her back and resting his other hand on her ass. After a few minutes of composing himself and enjoying the feeling he finally spoke. “As much as I would love to defile this bedroom with you over and over again, we should see our parents for breakfast. We should probably bathe before that as well. If we hadn’t just enjoyed ourselves I’d offer to join you but for this time, you’re free to use the bathing room first. Let me know if you need any hot water,” he said with a chuckle, stroking her back and patting her ass gently.
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Yvette Verlice BOT 22-Dec-21 01:16 PM
Yvette let out an annoyed sigh as she listened to her lover, but she knew he was right. They should’ve been able to spend their entire day without being interrupted by responsibilities… but such was being royalty. She sat up from her spot on his chest, placing a gentle kiss to his lips before she slipped out of the bed and stretched her hands over her head. Her delectable curves resembled the look of an hourglass, accentuated as she stretched with her back to her husband. “I’ll never get used to being able to do that,” she said before she turned and made her way to the small wash room that was conveniently placed right in the master bedroom. “Will you come warm the water, my love?” She asked as she placed a hand on the side of the basin, water beginning to flow from her fingertips over the side of the metal frame. The flow was quick, and never ending. It filled the tub within minutes. It was nice knowing that she wouldn’t have to wait for the maids to warm the bath now that her partner was able to do it in seconds. She realized — they’d make a great team.
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xBadrukax 22-Dec-21 01:16 PM
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Livewire 22-Dec-21 02:09 PM
Hawthorne grinned, savouring the kiss. Each one was just as amazing as the first they had shared, and he had a sense he’d never get tired of it. He thought about it while looking over his woman while she stretched, her ample curves plain for anyone to see. A blind man could likely see her beauty. Luckily Hawthorne’s eyes worked perfectly. At her request the prince got up almost too quickly, his excitement palpable as he strode into the washroom. “Of course,” he said simply, managing to keep some composure as he stuck a hand in basin once it was filled, the cool water mixing with the warmth of his skin. He then willed his submerged right hand to heat up. In seconds the water had become much warmer, small wisps of steam curling off his hand as he pulled it out. “Anything else you require? Scented oils, shampoos….a massage perhaps?” He suggested, not even bothering to hide his grin. He was clearly enjoying this and even though they were already married he relished the act of courting and charming the water princess.
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