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Tristan's P.O.V.
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After leaving Rana in the room I make my way to the dining hall. I really wanted to bring her but I have a feeling that she needs some time alone. Plus meeting my mother can be a bit overwhelming.
'My baby boy has arrived! But why are you alone?' Her smile turns into a pouting face.
'As much as I love you dear mother, I think Rana will need some time to adjust herself and get familiar with the palace and standards before meeting such a hurricane as yourself.' I chuckle and I hear my father and brother laughing. No matter how cold I appear to the outside world, my mother always brings out the best of me.
'So it is a girl! Oooh my sweet little child! Finally, I was starting to worry. But I must say she has a rare name. Where is she from?'
'I don't know, I don't care.'
'You don't know? Well who are her parents? What's her last name?'
'I don't know, but I think they're dead. And don't know, don't care.' I just realise that I don't know anything about her.
'What DO you know about this girl Tristan? How did you two meet?'
'She's was a slave for the house of Legas Dreolli.' I state calmly but my mother drops her cup and my father almost chokes in his beer. My brother just keeps laughing.
'A-a slave? I thought you were coming home with a sincere lady, hoping it will eventually lead to an engagement... But you just bought yourself a slave. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that you finally got yourself some help but I was already expecting grandchildren.'
'Who said there won't be any grandchildren?' I just kept eating and I could hear Alex laughing harder and harder.
'Oooh Tristan, you got a slave pregnant? She didn't get the surgery when she was young? She probably told you she did when really she-'
'Enough!" And I drop everything. "Why does it matter if she is or was a slave? Do you know what she had to undergo? She doesn't look at me like I'm a freak or a monster. When others turn away in fear, she looks me in the eye and touches me without any hesitation. And most importantly, Zion really likes her. Since he met her I feel like he's changing. You should've seen him mother, he was protecting her. My dragon who ate or wounded everyone that looked at him the wrong way or came to close curled himself around her and protecting her. What does it matter if she's a slave?'
'That's not what I ment Tristan, but the kingdom has rules, traditions,... I think she's a really sweet girl but a prince with a slave-' She almost whispers.
'Then I'll change those rules, I'll break those traditions and make new ones. Who knows what will happen? Maybe she isn't the woman I'm fated to marry but at least, I want to find out. I've never felt the way she makes me feel. Now if you'll excuse me.' I got up and left the silent room. I know it's to soon to talk about feelings or the future but I just got so angry. My mother doesn't understand because she never saw the look the enemy or children and their mother give me, she doesn't see the disgust or fear. But Rana looked at ME, not my scar, not my sword but me. But my mother made a point, I know too little about her.
I stop a maid I cross in the corridor and ask her if she saw grandmaster Altar. To my disappointment she told me that he's only arriving tomorrow morning. I guess I'll have to wait.
When I finally reach the room I feel Zion's near. He seems relaxed and at peace. I smile at the thought. I guess his emotions must already be adjusting to mine.
I open the door but to my surprise the room's empty. I call her name but no answer. Everything looks clean, there's no sign of a struggle or what so ever. I look around but still nog sign of her. Suddenly I see the door to the balcony is open. I see Zion crammed on the terrace and I see something shiny under his wing. I come closer, he opens his eye but instantly closes it again after letting out a long sigh. I put his wing aside and there she is. Curled up against Zion's body and sleeping.
Her cheeks are lightly coloured and her breathing is smooth and silent.
I get on one knee, place a hand under her neck and the other under her knees. Zion starts to struggle and pout.
'She needs to sleep in a real bed buddy.' He sighs and growls a bit but he lets me pick her up and just closes his eyes again.
I can't help but think what an exceptional woman she is. I lay her down on the bed and my eyes widen at the sight. The dress fits her perfectly and if she didn't have the cuffs you would think that she is from noble origin. That reminds me I need to get rid of those cuffs!
I take off my shoes, cloak and shirt and lay myself besides her. Turned at her, leaning on one elbow I watch her chest gently going up and down, I smell her scent and touch her soft hair. Now that she's washed and clean her beauty is even brighter than before. I trace the outlines of her face and place a lost strand of hair behind her ear.
While I keep caressing her face I can't contain myself. I come closer and gently place a kiss on her lips. Our lips are barely touching but I can taste her. Sweeter and tastier than the most exotic fruit I need to stop or else I....
Suddenly I feel her hands on my back and I see her slowly opening her eyes. A bit startled I want to retreat but she pulls me closer and start moving her lips. I open her mouth with my tongue and when she answers with her own I lose all control. I can no longer contain myself, I feel our kissing getting harder and more lustful.
Out of breath I look at her but she grabs my skin and starts kissing my neck.
'Rana, stop. If you don't I-'
'Shhhh' and she keeps kissing and licking my neck. Nibbling on my earlobe and her hands grabbing and massaging my skin. I feel my pants tighten and the heat rising. My inner dragon takes control and I hear myself growling. 'f**k this!'
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