~Food~
875 Words
“Do you like it?”
“Y-yes, but can I...nothing” I turned her head towards me, looking into her beautiful eyes.
“What is it sweetheart, tell me.” She just kept shuffling in her chair before pulling on my clothes.
“I should bend down?” She nodded shyly. I crouched down for my princess and she whispered in my ears. “I-Can I have more?”
How adorable, I almost bled from my nostrils. I served her, and those gorgeous eyes lit up again, munching on all the food before her. I ended up ruining the magical moment by chuckling, which made my sweetheart look up with her mouth full and blush coated on her cute cheeks.
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We finished dinner after she practically swallowed the whole dining, which I’m happy about, and right now we were making our way to the room.
“Do you have a night gown at least?” She was in the middle of telling me everything she possessed, like her childhood toys, a few paintbrushes, and a dragon brooch.
“No, I wasn’t allowed because the king said that my appearance would ruin a night gown.” I felt like bursting, leaking, and bawling every water vessel in my body and cry for her. She hasn’t even told me everything she’s been through and this seems too rash, from the age of 5.
“From now on, you can have whatever you want. Be it food, drink, games, a garden, clothes, even a castle. I will get it for you, alright?” She nodded her head meekly, with a huge smile and a thick blush etched across her gorgeous face. ′Mate is so beautiful’
‘That she is.’
I noticed that she was shuffling every few minutes, so I turned to her and asked what she wanted. “I...I want...”
“Say it love”
“I w-want a hug” She opened her little arms waiting there with a pout and cheeks red.
“Of course love, come here” I embraced her and she wrapped her arms around me.
“You’re so tiny” I chuckled.
“I-I’m not. You’re just too tall” I decided to tease her more.
“So you don’t like that?”
“I...do”
“So?”
“I don’t mind ok? I-I like your tallness.” She blushed yet again and hit my chest with her little fists. “Stop teasing m-me.”
“Ok sweetheart, let me get you a nightgown alright?”
“Ok”
I walked into the wardrobe and pulled out a nightgown, suddenly thankful that my mother decided to do this beforehand. She kept calling the maids to dust them every time they accumulate dirt.
I wasn’t really sure what she would be comfortable in wearing. Some of them were too short and some were too long. I just gave up and asked her to choose the one she liked the most.
She skimmed through them, then gasped when she stopped in front of a pink wooly, short set.
“Th-this one! it’s so pretty” She picked the skimpiest, out of all she could pick. ‘Maybe mate likes to sleep with no clothes’ I’m just glad it comes with a robe.
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I gave her the night gown and when she finished dressing up, I got her to sit on the dresser table while I was behind her, disinfecting her bruises. I would occasionally ask if she was okay, and made sure to make it less painful than it already was.
“Are you sure sweetheart?”
“Y-yes. Thank you”
When I was done, I told her to sit on the chair for a while, to let the ointment dry off while I was packing up the aid kit.
We just lied down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. “Love, do you want to meet him again?” She looked at me confused, then blushed and nodded.
‘YES YES!!! MATE WANTS TO TALK TO ME, QUICKLY YOU SCUM! GIVE ME CONTROL AND GET THE F*CK OUT. I SAID HURRY-’
‘Stop talking and wait boy’ I let him take control, and my eyes changed color. I sat back and watched as they interacted all night long, and I just watched them. Yes, I was jealous but I couldn’t let him be cooped up in one space forever.
Well, that was the biggest mistake ever. He asked if she liked babies. She blushed and nodded, saying that she always loved babies but she loved baby dragons more.
He offered to give her dragon babies, from her and not from her. It was quite an embarrassing night, but I’m happy that he’s finally at peace.
I was given back control by Mr. ‘mate is mine’, and began my own set of questions when I observed that she didn’t look tired.
“Ok, this is the last question. What is your favorite out of everything you’ve seen in the house?”
She gave it a long thought, while my eyes began to droop.
What she said made me chuckle. I just told her to go to sleep, and she did.
She said,
~Food~
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