"B-b-b-b-e-e-e-ding, y-y-y-your h-hi-hi-highness." She said as she unconditionally shaked from head to toe. "Just get in." Calder instructed as he stepped aside. The guards peeked at Calder and into the room, trying to catch a glimpse of Lady Syria. Calder sensed their gazes and stepped out, closing the door behind him. "Still out here?" He asked as he crossed his arms over his chest and guarded the room.
"Yes your highness!"
"Of course your highness!"
"Congratulations your highness!"
"Yes! Congratulations your highness!" They said in unison. Calder froze. He wasn't expecting them to congratulate him. "His Majesty will be so proud." One said and Calder realized what they meant. He looked down and internally groaned. They had the wrong idea. Just as he was about to open his mouth the door opened. The petite maid yelped when she saw Calder's wide shoulders. She dropped her gaze and started to shake again.
"Do you want me to get a dryer and dry that spot on the mattress?!" She yelled. Calder's jaw dropped. There was no stopping the rumours now.
"No one will love you as much as I do..." A gentle hand swept back his hair as she spoke so sweetly.
"No one wil take care of you as much as I do..." A chilling but sweet kiss placed on his forehead. He couldn't move, this was not what he wanted.
"No can will ever be your wife other then me...." She whispered but everything is dark. He couldn't see her face but he didn't want to. He didn't want to hear her voice any longer.
"So you will die with me.... right?" She asked.
Calder's eyes shot open. He was breathing heavily as cold sweat rolled off his face. "What the hell was that?" Calder muttered a he stared up at the ceiling. "Mmmmh?" He heard. Calder held his breath. He felt warm despite his cold sweat and felt something soft and comforting on his body. He looked down and almost jumped out of his skin.
Lady Syria was nuzzled on part of his chest, her small hand laid in the center and his own arms were embracing her gently. "What did we do last night?!" Calder screamed inside his head as his heart rate shot up ten fold. Lady Syria moaned again as she rubbed her face against his bare skin. "She's waking up! What should I do?! Apologise?! No! I should shrug it off?! Oh my G*d she's opening her eyes! Wait....." Calder ranted inside his head.
Lady Syria lifted her head and rubbed her one eye. "Oh my G*d why is she so cute!" Calder thought as he started to blush. Lady Syria looked at his face then nodded. Calder nodded his head in return. She then laid her head back down and snuggled against his chest. "Well that was anti-climatic." Calder thought. "Should I just back to sleep? But she looks so cute sleeping maybe I should just watch her a little longer." He thought to himself as he calmed right down.
Suddenly Lady Syria shot right up. Calder lost his breath, her eyes were alert and shining brightly along with the morning sun. Her skin glowed a soft peach, her face was slightly flushed and her breasts were in perfect view. She was absolutely stunning. "What?!" She managed to yelled then followed Calder's gaze to her fully exposed body. Lady Syria screamed as she pulled the blankets to cover herself. "Syria." Calder called out gently as his hand grazed her right cheek.
Lady Syria screamed again and kicked Calder right out of the bed. Calder wasn't expecting to be kicked, a slap maybe but not to be kicked out of bed. So when his view changed from Lady Syria to the ceiling he was a little confused. "Syria," He started to say as he got off the floor and looked at Lady Syria when suddenly her face paled. She brought up a shaky hand and pointed at spot on Calder's body.
Calder looked down, his eye's grew wide and he flushed instantly. He grabbed the closest pillow and covered himself as quickly as possible. The he brought his gaze upwards and looked at Lady Syria. "It's not what you think!" He shouted but Lady Syria was stunned as she stayed perfectly still. "It's morning wood! It's a natural body response! It didn't happen back you kicked me or because of your naked body!" Calder shouted in a panic.
Lady Syria's jaw dropped as tears started to well up in her eyes. "G.... t." She whispered. "Syria?" Calder called out as he tried to climb back onto the bed, still covering his nakedness with one of her pillows. "GET OUT!" She yelled with everything she had. Calder flinched. He looked at her, she was trembling and ghostly white. He dropped his gaze and balled his hand into a fist. He couldn't leave things the way they were. He was going to fight to keep her. "No." He said firmly as he brought his gaze back up.
Lady Syria stopped shaking and stared at Calder. "You have no right to kick me out after what you did last night." He said firmly as he dropped the pillow and approached her. Lady Syria started to scoot back with her blanket barrier but Calder quickly grabbed the blanket and pulled gently. His muscles flexed as he did and caught Lady Syria's attention. A small blush started to spread across her cheeks. Calder stop pulling and smirked.
"You were curious about my body and went too far when we were just starting our lessons. You turned me into a beast when I warned you and now you need to take responsibility." Calder said as his voice dropped. Lady Syria looked at his face and gulped. She then looked down and saw the monstrous weapon he had attached. "No." She said in a shaky voice. "No is not an answer." Calder said as he yanked the blanket off of Lady Syria.
Lady Syria tried to hold onto the fabric but his strength was ten times her own. She watched as the blanket slipped past her fingers. Dread appeared on her face. She then brought her hands and arms to her body in an attempt to cover herself but her body was too curvy so her attempt was futile. Calder caught her wrists and pried her arms from her body.
He shuddered the moment her body was completely exposed to him. "You shouldn't be ashamed or hide your true beauty." He whispered as he kissed the inside of her left wrist. "You are just too," He said as he moved closer and inched towards her lips.
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