Magic, Myth and Mysteries

The Goddess' Chosen One, Chapter Four - Karmen Kramer

4.Chosen one

Luna doesn’t want to return to Milano just yet. She likes it here with Lothor. She likes him. The dragon lord is fun when he relaxes. He opened up and told her some really personal things. Does it mean he likes her? Or is he telling her this because she has no friends, thus she has no one to tell? Either way, she is happy with him. The warm feeling inside and the sparks of random laughter are signs of happiness. Feelings are not all bad. Doing nothing with him is not boring. Even lounging with coffee and watching the sunset together.

“Can we stay a few days? Do you mind the company here?” Luna asks him. “I’m sure Veles won’t even miss me.”

“He won’t miss you, because he knows where you are. Vesna told him, I’m sure. But, to answer your question: I don’t mind you here. I quite enjoy your company,” Lothor nods. The perpetual smile on his face makes him look younger somehow.

“Splendid!” She exclaims. “Because I enjoy your company as well. I want to get to know you better. For the first time in my life I actually want to be with someone.”

“What do you mean? For the first time?” Lothor sputters. She managed to surprise him somehow. What exactly did she say? Why did he get stuck on first time? Think, Luna, think!

“Oh,” she whispers. “I’m not good with this. Interacting with people, or dragons, or anyone really. I have spent most of my life alone. But that doesn’t matter anymore. The world has changed. Humans have changed. The old gods are mostly just…gone. I was told I can go out and live the way I want to. It won’t change anything.”

“Truth be told, they haven’t told me much about you,” Lothor looks at her sheepishly. “I don’t even know what pantheon you belong to.”

“Early Roman. The origins, before they replaced me with Diana and Juno. I am from a time long before there was an empire that swallowed everything known. The peaceful times,” she chuckles.

“Do you miss it?” Lothor wonders.

“No,” she didn’t have to think about it. “This new time is much more interesting.”

“I’m gonna regret this?” Lothor murmurs, but she hears him fine. “Isn’t the moon goddess supposed to be a virginal, pure entity in almost all religions? Does this mean I’m in trouble for touching you?”

“In the old times, you would have been killed. Probably very painfully and gruesome,” Luna shrugs. “But this is a new era. I’m free to do what I want and I chose you. I could have just left, or pushed you away, or said something… But you surprised me with that kiss. I felt something with you. I feel something for you.”

“You chose me?” Lothor inquires and she nods. “What exactly does that mean to a goddess?”

“It means that I want you to be mine. But not my slave or servant. I know dragons are not a property, I can’t own you in that way. I…” Luna stops because she doesn’t know how to explain something that has no form. Is there a word for it? The other gods had consorts and mistresses, some even had wives and husbands, but what does a dragon make?

“Don’t I get to choose?” Lothor looks at her carefully.

“Oh. You don’t want me? Was I just a distraction while you wait for your mate to come along? I think dragons have mates, right?” Luna sighs. She doesn’t know how to read men. Did she mix everything and made it into something that it’s not? Did she hope for more than she can get? Why is this so hard?

“I do want you. You are attractive, beautiful, amazing,” Lothor tells her.

“But? I hear a but in there. I think I should have thought this through. I can’t just sleep with the first man I find attractive and keep him,” Luna says. She gets up to pace the room. She thinks better when in motion. If he doesn’t like her that way, she must leave before it gets any more awkward.

“There is no but. Maybe just a bit of caution? You don’t really know me. What if you find out something that you despise about me? What if I disappoint you? What if I say something that angers you?” Lothor takes a deep breath. “What will you do? Walk out on me? Strike me down? Stew in anger?”

“How should I know? I have nothing to compare this with. I have no experience with life whatsoever. But I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t walk out on you,” Luna stops pacing to look at Lothor.

“Was I really your first?” Lothor asks as he walks closer to her.

“Yes. Couldn’t you tell? I had no idea what I was doing,” Luna nods.

“No. You are perfect,” he shakes his head. “I’m oddly flattered that you chose me.”

“You intrigue me. You fascinate me. You made me feel for the first time. And you are pretty much perfect down to those violet eyes,” Luna smiles at him.

“Mmmm,” he murmurs. “Will you let me kiss you again?”

“Oh, yes!” She laughs. He is close enough to her that all she needs to do is lift her head and their lips will meet. She wants that and more. His hot body so close to her makes small tingles run down her skin. Goosebumps rise over her hands when he touches her. Luna yearns for him. All of him. “You are my Chosen one. Why would I ever deny you?”

Luna surrenders to the kiss. She leans into his warmth and drinks it all up. He was talking about the ice and fire meeting, but all he did was to awaken a flame she didn’t know was living inside of her. If burning up is this good, she wishes she’d met him a long time ago. But this is not a time for regrets, or wallowing in self pity, or doubt, this is a time to enjoy life and everything it brings along. She doesn’t need to think, feeling is so much better. So, Luna kisses him back. She shows him the desire she feels, the need only he can quench. The passion and lust that live inside of her when he touches her.