You Are The Queen
After a drive of about an hour into the night, we arrive at a huge yacht, brightly lighted.
There is a logo on the hull and several men in uniform and dark glasses are waiting. In the distance, I can hear engines, more speedboats are approaching. "Ralph, what is this? Who are all these people?" I ask somewhat anxiously. It looks like a war is going on at sea. Ralph nudges me closer to him, and believe me, with the few clothes on my body, his warmth comes in very handy. It seems he and Esis don't feel the icy chill of the wind.
"Those are the security guards, my love," he answers. He takes me by the shoulders and looks at me. "There is something else I must tell you, Rain. I am a Lycan and live in the Kingdom. In the palace". He scours my face for a response. Sensing that his words do not impress me, he continues. "I am the King of the Royal Werewolf Kingdom. And you will be the Queen". My eyes go big. "The Queen? Ooohh God! You mean the Queen of all werewolves? But you said I can't shift. Then how am I the Queen of species that won't recognize me?" I ask, staring at him in stupefaction.
Ralph relaxes at my question, probably we had discussed this issue earlier. "You are a werewolf. That's for sure. Maybe a late bloomer, but definitely a werewolf. You have all the characteristics, only your wolf needs more time to show up. Maybe after our mating, because then you will slowly transform into a Lycan," he explains. I let his words sink in with me. Earlier, I had wondered if we were already intimate. "You mean we haven't had sex yet?" I ask him now. My fiancé exudes a raspy laugh. "That wasn't my choice, believe me. I tried to persuade you so many times, but you insisted on our official commitment ceremony. What I want to make happen soon since I have no doubt that you are my mate and the perfect Queen," he indicates.
And then he pulls me against his chest again.
"And I desire you as the beast I am. My senses are on top, my wolf is horny as hell," he whispers in my ear. "I love you, Rain. Ever since the moment I saw you. You are my Queen. Queen of my heart and of the Kingdom". His lips seal mine, I can clearly feel the hunger in him now. Yes, I feel safe with Ralph, I have no reason to doubt his words. So I respond to his kiss, that too, feels good. When we are forced to disconnect our lips, I grab him around the neck and hug him for several minutes.
"Thank you, Ralph. For coming to get me. I was wondering why no one was looking out for me," I whisper to him. "Always, my love," he replies passionately. We arrive at the yacht, a broad, decorated staircase is laid out. Ralph walks over first and offers me a hand. Carefully I climb out of the speedboat with Esis behind me. He was dead silent for the rest of the trip, immersed in his thoughts.
"My King, Queen," the uniformed men greet us.
Ralph shakes each one of their hands. "I thank you all for your tireless efforts. My Queen is back, I found her on an island where a family was taking care of her. Thank God!" The men now smile broadly and bow to us. "Always, anytime, My King," responds the man in front, clearly the supervisor of the rest. Ralph shoves me forward. "Rain, this is Ivor, he is the Chief Warrior of the palace. He manages everything concerning our individual safety and that of the Kingdom.
I extend my hand to the man, but he takes a step back and folds his hands.
"My Queen. We are all relieved that you have returned safely. The King was distraught; he traveled miles onto the sea to find you," he explains slightly emotionally. I look at Ralph; he nods reassuringly. "The Queen is touched in highly exceptional cases and then very rarely," he whispers in my ear. "I don't want another man's scent hanging around you, my love." I smile, turning to the warrior and putting my hands together as well. "Thank you, Ivor. I'm glad to be back too".
We then walk downstairs, where my fiancé shows me to a room.
There is an adjoining bathroom and a walk in closet. When he slides open the doors, I see all kinds of casual clothes and some elegant dresses there. "Take a nice bath and pick one out. They're all for you. We will have a drink in a heated sitting room. You always loved liqueur . Let's see if you still do," he jokes. I chuckle, all I got from Perpetua was a delicious herbal tea that always calmed me down and have a good night sleep. Let's see if this liqueur can bring about the same magic.
Ralph steps into the bathroom and runs a hot bath for me.
He also sets out a jar of nicely scented bath salts for me, my favorite, he claims. By the looks of it, he knows all kinds of intimate things about me, probably we were very far along in our relationship. I wonder why I held off on sex then, Ralph is clearly a panty-dropping guy. I'm sure he has many admirers. His six-pack and athletic body are a great look. When he has left the bathroom, I take off the dress Perpetua lent me for the evening. I make a mental note to send her some more, beautiful new dresses in the bright colors she loves.
I step into the warm water, it is more relaxing than I imagined.
And again, my thoughts go to the family I left behind. Peter, who without complaining, warmed water for me to wash my spoiled body, as he often teased me. With a sigh, I lie down comfortably, close my eyes and concentrate on what Ralph told me about my past. Maybe some flashes will surface after all, important things I need to know before I can move on in this life....
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