Meanwhile, I was getting Dante ready for his burial. I was in the small burial room that we have outside the castle in the back. Dante and I were the only ones in the room. I was fixing his tie and brushing off dirt and small hairs from his suit. I couldn't contain myself I started crying and said, "Why? Dante. Why did they have to take you away from me? Why didn't I sense that you were farther away from us then you were?" I leaned on him and started to cry. I calmed down a bit and walked over to the doors and shut them. I locked the door and wouldn't let anyone in. When I started to walk back to where I was, I heard a knock at the door. I turned back around facing the door and said, "Who is it?" "It's me." It was Peter. I opened the door. At that moment that I saw him I hugged him and cried my eyes out. After that, I spent weeks in my chambers. I cried for days. I wouldn't eat or go out. I just stayed in my room. One night as I was sleeping, I was having a very unusual dream. I was at my parent's castle. I saw my mother. She was at the garden with her back facing me and was surrounded by moonflowers. She turned around and looked at me. She walked towards me. She opened her arms and gave me a hug. She held me tight and said, "Sayaka my darling. You must let Dante go. He is happy here." I was confused. I backed away and said, "Here?" I was surprised and I said, "Mother, I loved him, and he was taken from me. It's hard to let go of a good friend. Especially one that sacrificed his life to make sure that you can live and that you would be safe." My mother looked at my eyes and said, "Your true love hasn't come yet. He isn't born yet but he will soon." I looked at my mother in confusion. I looked up at a tower standing about two hundred yards away and I saw Dante and my father. When Dante saw me, he jumped from the tower window and glided to the ground. He ran towards me. As soon as he reached me, we hugged. He kissed me on the cheek, and he said, "Sayaka, you must let me go. Your mother and father have explained everything to me. It's time to let go. I'm safe now." I shook my head and I said, "No. No. I won't let you go. We still need you Dante." Dante smiled at me. He wiped away my tears. He said, "Sayaka, if you won't let me go how I would be reborn to you?" I was confused. "You? What is all this talk about reborn? How can you be my lover? Not even if you are reborn. James is my lover. He is my true love. Not you." I looked at my mother and said, "What is this? You've been watching me this whole time and you're saying that Dante is my true lover? If he was then you would find a way back to me to continue this war. Even as a friend he would try to help. What is going on here?" I looked at Dante and he had what seemed to be an innocent smile on his face. I looked back at my mother and suddenly, my father was there standing beside her and they both started to come closer to me with seemingly innocent smiles on their faces and both gave me a hug. Then Dante joined in on the group hug and I woke up. I was so confused. I got out of bed and got dressed. I drew the blinds and opened the windows. I stepped out of my chamber onto the balcony. There were people down below that saw me walk out and started whispering and gossiping. They were all surprised that I finally came out of my room after being in there for so long. I just smiled and kept my head held high. I went back into my room and took two blood pills, grabbed my sword and headed to the training yard. It was five O'clock in the morning. The sun was about an hour away from coming up. I started practicing moves on the training equipment. I practiced my powers, first I tried using the elements I tried making a ball of water I was concentrating at first it kept on popping after a while I was able to sustain the ball of water. Peter was passing by and heard me practicing. When he saw me training with my wings spread wide open, he was happy to see me out of my room. He quietly came into the yard. I didn't hear him come closer to me. He pulled his sword out. As I was swinging my sword, I was about to hit a wooden mannequin, but Peter suddenly blocked it. I was shocked. He smiled and said, "Not bad for someone that hadn't practiced in a little over a month." I smiled and said, "Not bad for a human wizard fighting a Queen." We both laughed and put our swords down. "So, what made you come out of your little cave of wonders your majesty? Asked Peter. I looked at him and said, "Well I had the weirdest dream. I dreamt that I was in the garden with my parents and Dante was there. There was a tower about two hundred or so yards away. It started with my mother standing in the garden facing the tower looking at the flowers. But instead of the regular flowers that are actually there the whole garden was filled with nothing but moonflowers." "Moon flowers?" Peter asked. "Yes." I replied. "He looked confused for a moment and before I could continue describing what had happened, he said, "Isn't that the healing flower of the vampire? The same one that can save a vampires life yet kill one if it's fixed wrong and put one under a spell of being controlled if mixed right?" He asked. I thought about it for a moment and realized that he was right. "Yes. You're right. I didn't realize that until you said so." I took a deep breath and I lifted my sword up just a little and pointed it to him and with a smile on my face I continued. "It seems you really know how to do your research. Very good. But how is it that you know that? Until now, I didn't know of any human that knew that. It's told exclusively to vampires. Also, to the occasional werewolf here and there, but not too many. It's only told to them if they serve as an assistant. Like a Witch's Cat." Then I put the tip of my sword back on the ground. "I found the diary of an unknown dead Vampire many years ago and he spoke of it. It was a series of books he wrote of his life through the centuries. He kept a detailed record of what he went through. He has called himself by many names but never kept the same name for more than one hundred and fifty years at one time. He also studied many spells and things that wizards and witches studied and did during his lifetime. He said that there was a time where creatures of all kinds lived together in harmony for many years, but I haven't found the book yet explaining how that ended. All the books are numbered in order so that if someone was to find them then they can read them in order. All the entries are dated but there are books that are one whole entry. Some of the books are very small with one hundred pages or less and some are hundreds of pages long. All filled with his stories. It's rather fascinating. He has a humongous library section filled with his diaries. I'm hoping to find out how he was killed. It's been years since I've found the collection and I'm still reading the books and going through the pages taking notes. I still haven't found out how he got killed but I know that one day I'll find out how. When I found him, he was freshly killed so I filled up a tub with honey and put him in it so if I come close to anything, I can examine him at any time I need to. He's still there to this day. I was able to buy a few acres of land shortly after I found him and build a mansion with a drawbridge and a moat with a high fence to make sure no one would bother him or anything in there while I am away." Replied Peter. "Well, I might have you show me this mansion one day. I would like to see who this vampire is and see his many books. I know this knowledge will come in handy one day." I told him. "Of course, your majesty." He said with a smile. "Now then. Let's go inside and have some lunch. I am a bit famished." I said with a smile. Then we walked over to the kitchen and started to fix ourselves a small lunch. Meanwhile, James was walking around the castle in servants clothing. He was in hiding the whole time. Waiting for the right moment to tell me that Marishka is no longer controlling him. He walked around some more and saw that the training area was used. He looked up at where my room is and saw that my drapes weren't as closed as they have normally been for the past month and decided to look around and see if I was anywhere in the castle. He went to a nearby broom closet and grabbed a broom, a dustpan and a cloth bag to put any dirt he sweeps up in it. After sweeping up a few hallways he came towards the kitchen and heard my voice. He heard the laughter of Peter and me echoing through the hallway he was sweeping in. He made sure that he was covered up as much as he could so that he could walk into the kitchen and get as close to us as possible and hear what we were talking about. All he did was listening to our conversation. But our conversation was over by the time he got close enough to hear us clearly. We were done eating so we got up and started to walk out of the kitchen and into the hallway. Luckily enough for him, when we walked passed him, we didn't notice that he wasn't a servant so we just continued to the exit to leave the kitchen expecting him to clean up our mess like any normal servant usually would. He was a bit mad that he missed out on the conversation, but he just cleaned up the mess and saw our smiling faces leave the kitchen laughing from the conversation we had. "How did Saya not smell me? She must have memorized my sent by this point. She must be distracted somehow. But why? And by who? Or what? Maybe by Peter. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe she does have a lover. And maybe Peter is that lover. Either that or she's just distracted by making war plans against me and the queen. Either way her mind is distracted and it's throwing off her senses. Or she did smell me, and she knows it's me and she's not saying anything because she doesn't want to hurt or kill me just yet. Or at all. So many things to figure out. I don't know how much time I have but either way I have to figure out what's going on." From there he tried to figure out what to do. As he cleaned up the mess, he tried to find any clues that might give him a hint of what we were planning. He thought that there might have been some notes that we may have left behind. Notes that might have some fighting or war plans on it. There were none. It was just a mess of food scraps that we left behind.
He cleaned up the mess. He took the scraps and dumped them in the bag. He then walked over to where all the trash is kept, opened the lid and dumped all of what he had collected in the trash bag into the trash box and closed the lid. He went back to the broom closet and put the broom, dustpan and cloth bag back and closed the door. It was almost night time and there was nothing left to pick up or do. He went to the horse's stables and walked into the stable at the end that didn't have a horse and started digging up the hay in the corner and found his armor and sword he had covered up and hidden. "Good. It's still here hidden." He said to himself. He covered it back up and left the stables. He walked over to the servant's quarters and when he walked in, he went straight towards his bed and lay down. He didn't cover up in the blankets. He just laid there on his back with his hands on his stomach and intertwined his fingers together. He thought about what he could do to talk to me and tell me that he is no longer under Marishka's control. He just laid there until he fell asleep. At that time, I was sitting on my bed looking out through the closed window with the drapes all the way open thinking where James could be not knowing he was pretending to be a servant the whole time. I knew that he needed help and I knew that I had to stop what was going on. I didn't know how to stop it, but I had to figure it out. With Dante gone it was going to be a bit harder, but I couldn't let that get to me. I had to keep going for his, James and everyone else's sake. Everyone needed me. Everyone in the kingdom needed me to make sure that we won this war. War is never easy to get through and there are always a lot of casualties on both sides and it doesn't always plan out to how someone wants it but sometimes it needs to be done for the better of the people. A war is also best avoided at times but sometimes it's needed to make sure things get done to progress the way things needs to progress. I could not figure anything out, so I got up and walked over to Peter's room. I knocked on his door. "Yes?" He asked. "It's me." I said. "Come in." He replied. I opened the door and walked in. He was on the floor tinkering with some metal pieces of things. Some of them looked like brass parts of musical horns. I closed the door and leaned up against it. He looked up at me for a second then looked back down and continued to tinker with his metal pieces. "Can't sleep?" He asked me. I sighed and said, "Yeah. I'm trying to figure some things out and it's keeping me up." "That's no good." He said. "So, what is it that you're doing there?" I asked him. "Well I'm trying to see if I can also learn some engineering so that we can build things that can help us get to places faster without relying on horses all the time or talk to each other better through the castle walls somehow. I learned that there is a way to use metal tubes to go through the castle walls to talk to each other from one room to the next. Maybe even from here all the way to the throne room or even all the way down to the servant's quarters. I'm thinking of testing this on the ships we have so that when they go sailing it would be easier for the captains to tell the crew what to do." He told me. "Well it seems like a good idea to me. I'd love to see how it comes out. If you need anything just let me know and I'll do my best to get what you need. There might be some sort of person that is more advanced in this and could help you solve this lot better." Then I thought for a second and realized something. Before peter could say anything, I said, "Wait. The library." "Oh, I've been down there. As vast as your humongous library is, I couldn't find anything on how to help me build anything like this. Not even close." He said. "No. That's not the one I'm talking about." I replied. He stopped what he was doing and looked up at me with a confused look. "There is a library that I know of that my mother talked about when I was younger. I can't tell you where it is, but I can take you there. It's a collection of many types of things. It has all kinds of knowledge there. It's not just books or scrolls. There are statues and paintings and other things that can give you all sorts of knowledge on many different subjects. It has books on history from across the world. There are books on how people who were able to fly, walk on water and make their boats go from coast to coast in just a few weeks instead of a couple of months. There are many private authors have their books there. This library is a place that they can come and put their books and knowledge that they have written and collected and wish to share their knowledge but remain unknown to the public. Their names are on the books, but they have put notes on there saying that they don't want to share their name with the public for whatever reason. That might be able to help you out. You might find some sort of book on using metal for communication or whatever else you're trying to do. But you would have to promise to abide by the rules that if there are books you wish to share you must respect the authors' wishes if they say not to share their name. There are some books you cannot share with the public at all. This library is a safe haven for all the knowledge in its walls. You must respect this." I continued. He smiled and said, "I can most definitely respect that. It would be great to go and see this library. I would love to see it. Just being in the library would be an honor." "Good. This library is very old and there are many things that are old. Knowledge can come in and out of the library, but nothing must leave the library. If you wish to take a book with you then you would have to re-write the whole thing along with giving credit to the author if they don't have a note saying otherwise. Do you understand Peter?" I said. "Yes, your majesty. I understand." He said with a smile. "Good. We will pack up some things and trek there in a few days' time. It's going to take a few weeks to get to, but the trip will be worth it. Once the monks that take care of it see that you're with me and see that you are of no threat then you can go there without me going with you. We will have to go there a few times together so they can see more of you, but it will only take a few trips over there for them to see if you are safe enough to trust. If they see you as a real trusting person, then they will give you a key and a set of rules you would need to follow written down on paper." I told him. "Okay. Sounds like a good plan to me, your majesty." Peter replied. "So, are there any remedies that I can fix that might help you relax and get to sleep?" Peter continued. "I don't know. Maybe. If you want to try and see what you can whip up, then go right ahead. I'm open to whatever you've got as long as I can get some sleep." I replied. "Okay. I'll go to the kitchen and see what I can do." Said Peter. Then he got up and opened the doors to his walk-in closet, walked in and grabbed a few glasses with potions, powders, liquids and a few other things. He then closed his closet door and put what he grabbed from his closet in a small brown sack. I moved from the door and opened it. "I'll just wait in my room while you go and do all of that. I really appreciate it Peter." I said with a smile. He smiled and grabbed the sack and said, "No problem, your majesty. I know you've been going through a lot. You need as much help as you can get." I smiled and said, "Thanks." Then walked through the doorway leaving the door open and walked through the hallway to my room. While Inside my room I was sitting on my bed waiting for Peter he was in the kitchen making a drink to help me relax and go to sleep. At this point James had woken back up and was dressed as a servant covering his face as much as he could so no one could see him. He was walking into the kitchen making it look like he was sweeping the floor. Peter thought it was weird that any servants were awake at this hour in the night since it was almost midnight. "What are you doing at this hour servant?" Peter asked. "Just sweeping, my lord." James responded in a somewhat high-pitched voice with his back-facing Peter. "You can do that in the morning. Go to the servant's quarters where you're supposed to be and go to bed or clean up in there. Do you understand servant?" Peter asked him in a firm voice. "Yes, my Lord. Is there anything you want me to do while I'm here you're grace?" James responded. "No. Just go to the servant's quarters and go to bed." Peter replied. "Yes, my lord." Said James. Then James walked out of the kitchen and into the hallway towards the servant's quarters. A few minutes later Peter was done with the drink and forgot that James was even there in the kitchen. He put the wooden cup he poured the liquid he made in on a wooden platter and cleaned up his mess. He grabbed his sack with one hand and the platter with the cup on it with another and walked through the hallway back up towards my room to give me the drink. He first went past my room and into to his room to put his sack away. First, he put the platter on the table to the right of his door. Then he walked towards his bed and put his sack on his bed. His door was still open because he didn't get the chance to close it yet. He didn't realize that James had followed him. While Peter was walking towards his bed James took out a small flask of poison, opened it up and pored it into the cup. He then quietly, but quickly walked off. He didn't realize that the drink was resistant to poison. As soon as the poison hit the drink it burned right out of it and disappeared. It was meant to give me nightmares as soon as I fell asleep and turn me to the queen's side. Luckily for us Peter has all the right mixers of things and knows how to fix drinks the right way, so we don't have to worry about that kind of thing happening to anyone if he's around. Peter put all his bottles back in his closet where they are supposed to go. When he was done, he walked back to the cup and grabbed it off the platter, closed his door and walked towards my room. My door was open. He knocked on the wood of the door to let me know that he was there. I was sitting on my bed with my back to the door. I looked back when I heard him knocking and saw his smiling face looking at me with the cup in his right hand. I positioned myself to where my body was facing Peter. "May I come in, you're grace?" Asked Peter. I smiled and said, "Why, yes you may my loyal friend. But only if you close the door. I don't want the cold air getting in here." We both laughed a little. Then Peter closed the door and walked towards me. As Peter was walking towards me, I saw the outlines of his muscles as he was coming closer to me. He is a very big muscular man. His sleeves on his nightshirt were short so I saw the muscles on his upper and lower arms. Even though he wasn't wearing a belt or had his shirt tucked in I could still see some muscle coming out. For some reason, even though I still love James, I could imagine his body hovering over mine. Making me feel warm inside and out. I felt a pleasurable tingling sensation just thinking about it. He came up and handed me the drink. I looked up and smiled. I patted the spot next to me on the bed and said, "Sit." He smiled and sat next to me on my King size bed. "You're not going to drink that?" He asked me. "Not right now. I have an idea of what might also help me sleep. Something that I can take in before I drink this." I replied. "What is it?" He asked. "Well, I have to ask for permission before I take it in. I know it would be good for me but since it's not mine I have to ask the person it belongs to if I can barrow it." I told him. At this point he knew what I was talking about. "Well, what is it and who does it belong to?" I put the cup on the table to the right of the bed. I looked at him and said, "It's you. And what I need to barrow belongs to you." Then I slowly put my hand over his groin and squeezed a little. Right away he put his hand over my cheek and leaned in then started to kiss me. I sat on top of him while pushing him onto the bed. After a few seconds of kissing each other I could feel a big bulge in his pants. I got up and pulled down his pants. He got up and took off his pants then took his shirt off while, at the same time, I took off my nightgown and underwear. At that point we were looking at each other's naked body. I saw all his muscles and saw how big he was all over, including how big his boner was. He was looking at me and saw how curvy I was. He came towards me and started to kiss me vigorously. He stopped for a second then grabbed me and lifted me up onto the bed. Then as his big muscular body hovered over me, I wrapped my legs around him as he thrusted in and out. He came in closer towards my body and I could feel his breath on my neck. He slid his boner out and got on his knees while still on the bed. He grabbed my waist and pulled me up signaling for me to get up on my knees. As soon as I started to lift myself up, he let go of my waist. I got up in my knees. Started to kiss me again for a few seconds then grabbed my waist again and started to twist me around. When I started to turn around, he let go of my waist. I had my back towards him. He put his hand on my back and lightly pushed me down to let me know to bend down. I bent down. My butt was out, and my legs were spread. He grabbed my waist and plunged his rock-hard boner right back in me. I could hear through the way he was breathing and the sounds of his grunts that he enjoyed it a lot. It turned me on even more knowing that he loved the feeling of what we were doing. "This feels so amazing your highness." He said with a moan. "You feel so perfect." He continued. "You really do like this Peter?" I asked him. "Oh yes, your majesty. I love the way you feel." "What would you do for me if we did this every day?" I asked him. He moaned really loud and said, "Anything and more your majesty. Anything and everything for you." Right then I let out a loud moan of pleasure and said, "What is your favorite position?" "This one right here. You feel so good just like this, your grace." He replied. "I'll let you do this to me and moan as loud as you want every day and as much as you want in our free time if you do whatever I say. Whenever I say it. Will you do that for me Peter?" I asked him. He let out another loud moan and said, "Oh yes, your majesty. Anything you want. Whatever you want. Whenever you want. Anything for you my Queen." Then, at that moment he got so aroused that he started to thrust back and forth faster and faster and then as soon as he was going to explode, he pulled out, got up from the bed and stood onto the floor and shot his sperm onto the ground. I got up from the bed, stood up on the floor, got close to him, kissed him on the lips and said with a smile, "Good." He smiled and walked over to where his shirt was and cleaned himself up and the mess he made. He started to put his shirt on and before he could fully put it on, I said, "Wait." Then he stopped. "Leave it off." He looked at me with a bit of confusion and dropped his shirt back to where it was on the floor. "Is your door closed?" I asked him. "Yes." He replied. Good. Come sleep with your Queen in her bed naked. I command you to." I said with a smile on my face. Then he smiled and said, "But of course, your majesty." As he got onto the bed and into the sheets I got up and grabbed the cup of elixir he made for me to help me sleep and drank all of it "Mmmm. Warm. It tastes sweat and fresh. I like this drink. Too bad it's to make me go to sleep or I would drink it all the time." I said with a smile. He laid there on the bed smiling back at me with his head leaning on his arm. "I can make a drink that tastes just like that and it wouldn't put you to sleep if you want me to." He told me. "I would love that but how would I be able to tell the difference between that and the drink that puts me to sleep? How would I know that you wouldn't try to put me to sleep to try and take advantage of me?" I asked with a smile seductively. "Well, you're just going to have to trust me, now aren't you?" He said. We both laughed. Then I blew out all the candles then I got on the bed and into the sheets. We both cuddled close and held each other as we fell asleep in each other's arms. The next day I woke up turned around and saw Peter still asleep. I lifted the sheets a bit over me, moved closer and lifted my leg up and over him then sat on him. I smiled and started kissing him. Peter woke up from me kissing him. He looked at my naked body, smiled then grabbed me and pinned me to my bed and he started kissing every inch of my body. It felt so good. I started moaning. I closed my eyes and then out of nowhere Dante appeared in my mind. I quickly opened my eyes, grabbed Peter and kissed him. I said, "Peter. As much as I want to continue this with you, we have to be on our way to the library." He nodded and said, "I know, but I can't stop. You're so addicting, your majesty." So, I pinned him on my bed, kissed him and got off and started to get dressed. Peter saw me getting dressed. He got out of bed and came towards me, slammed his hands on the wall where I was at and said, "You are a tease my queen." I just smiled and said, "Get dressed. We have to leave soon." He smiled and said, "Yes your majesty." He left and went to his room and got ready. After what that our relationship was never the same.