CHAOS OF THE WEST

NIGHT OF PASSION

#CAUTION# THIS PART MAY CONTAIN SENSUAL EROTIC CONTENTS, PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK. DON'T GET TOO EXCITED.

The moon, a pale orb hung high in the velvet sky, casting an ethereal glow over the ancient castle. Its towering walls, draped in shadows, seemed to loom over the courtyard, their jagged silhouettes etched against the star-studded canvas. A chill wind whispered through the cobbled courtyard, rustling the leaves of the gnarled trees that stood sentinel at the gate.

The only sounds were the distant creaking of wood, the drip of water from a gargoyle, the gushing of water from the fountain and the occasional hushed whisper from a guard patrolling the ramparts. The castle was a labyrinth of narrow corridors, winding staircases, and hidden passageways, each one a potential hazard for the unwary.

The courtyard was bathed in an eerie, silvery light, the shadows dancing and twisting like malevolent creatures. A lone feminine figure, cloaked in darkness, moved silently through the courtyard, their footsteps muffled by the worn stones. The figure's eyes, two glowing sapphire blue in the night, scanned the surroundings with a keen intensity. They knew that danger lurked in every corner, that a single misstep could spell disaster. The figure headed east towards the guest pavilion with smooth caution and stealth. Soon the figure stood in the bedchambers of the fierce prince.

Walking out of the shower drying his hair with his towel, sensing an familiar presence in the room he stood alert. "Adeline?" his low rumbling voice filled with a mix of disbelief and amusement. Her cloak fell revealing her nice slime figure. She looked young and fine in her light blue muslin matching her burning sapphire eyes filled with mischief. She was lovely, sexy and a right thing in a ghastly unrealistic situation. That was it, she was like an oasis. No ofcourse, a mirage. "Beautiful" the words escaped his lips. She tapped gently on his glass window shutters. He slid them open as cold soothing wind rushed in. She walked into the room tripping directly into his arms.

He looked into her eyes as they burned with untold desires. "What are you doing here Adeline?" He question releasing her out of his grasp. "Well I decide to check on you since I couldn't sleep and you've been avoiding me for the past week."she answered drawing upclose to him. Her lips,soft and full,parted slightly. Their crimson hue,depend by a subtle sheen seemed to pulsate with hidden and unspoken desires. They were a canvas of invitation,each curve and crease hinting at the passionate depts that awaited.

Unable to resist the tempting sight before him,he implanted deep passionate kiss, delving deeper with hungry. His hands moved swiftly, caressing her every feature as they both moaned. He withdrew away giving a breathing space for both of them as they panted for air. The muslin gown slid down her body leaving her stark naked with only her breasts and v****a covered. Gently he carried her to the bed laying her down as he removed the breast coverings, relinquishing himself on her.

His lips and tongue were latched onto her neck causing her to moan with great pleasure. He took on breast in his hand and kneaded it gently, frisking it. His lips found their way on her n*****s savouring them. Her moans grew louder causing him to cover her mouth with his hand. “shhhh.....do you want us to get caught?.........we shouldn't be doing this ... Mmmn ..since I promised the king...but that doesn't mean I can't eat you up" he whispered into her ears causing her to get excited even more. His hand crawled down in between her thighs finding themselves in her core. Pleasure shot through Adeline like bolt. Adeline's hand slid down into Dileon's trousers. Heat emanated from his shaft causing Adeline to blush.

Without warning the tables had turned with Adeline holding his hardened shaft. She held it in her hands and begun to move her hand over it rubbing up-downwards manner. Heat pulled in her causing her to explode with excitement and ecstasy. Her juices flowed out wetting the area between her upper thighs. With a smooth maneuver, Dileon turned her over with her backside facing him. He positioned his shaft in between her thighs closer to the tip of her v****a and began to thrust inwards and outwards stirring up another set of moans from Adeline. Her juices made it easier for his thrusts. Adeline felt the excitement build up as she moaned. Soon Dileon had reached his c****x and exploded with a roar but bit onto Adeline's neck to suppress his moans. Both came to rest with heavy breathing and panting and continued with more kisses and caressing in the bathroom.

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The two bodies laid on the scattered bedsheets in an interlocking posture. Adeline's curves fit perfectly into Dileon like they were made for each other. Adeline woke up with her hair disheveled and bite mark on her lower neckline. The soft light from the lamps gently grazed the blemish on her neck which seemed to dance and play with the subtle hues of the faint glow. Instinctively, he hands moved to her neck grazing the blemish which caused her to shiver and blush at the images which formed. Dileon sat up by her and immediately realized the blush on her cheeks. He turned towards her as she avoided his gaze with shyness. A wicked smile crept on his face and immediately he threw the velvet coverings off exposing their naked bodies. Adeline gasped at the sudden action causing her to redden with blush. She snaked back into her pavilion without being spotted by the early maids who had already woken up and about their duties. The dawn bell rang through out the entire Capital marking the beginning of the day. Adeline almost jumped out of her skin when her eyes met with Faerie's which had a sense of jubilation mixed with mischief.

CHAPTER 10 - A DISTANT COUSIN

For long the royal family of Jenetia kingdome have been very discreet and enclosed in their high walls of jenetite. Rumours had it that the whole place was magic proof because of the jenetite rocks used in it's building except for some part of the south west wing. The death of their king had left the people of Jenetia stranded with almost all it's lands frozen. Jenetia was known to be covered with a thick blanket of ice making the lives of it's inhabitants strive for survival. They relied solely on imports from the Eastern kingdoms and the kingdom of Ghany. Jenetia had strives and feuds with Rocrest over land settlement and power due to their greedy queen. A captive of the mad king's war, she had taken in for the king which provided the opportunity for her ascension onto the throne as queen. The death of the the king which soon followed left her with all the power and strength as Queen Regent of Jenetia.

A lean build with broad shoulders and a well toned physique dismounted from his stead with a practiced ease. His hair, a cascade of long, silver blond strands danced lightly around his shoulders with the gentle breeze. His sapphire blue eyes scam the surroundings with a keen interest and a sense of longing, their gaze pausing briefly in a group of servants with their heads bowed in reverence. He adjusted his riding attire, a fine doublet and breeches, a subtle elegance. A slight smile plays his lips as he made his way into the palace. "Where is mother?" He asked the servants who still had their heads bowed.

"The queen is in her room. She awaits you, your highness" one of the servants answered not daring to lift her head. He ran up the flight of stairs to the floor the queen's room was. "And my sister, the princess?" He asked again. "She must be in her green house attending to her plants" the servant answered again. "Send word to her of my arrival immediately!" He turned to his right hand guard who had been following him since. "Yes my Lord" he ran off. He knocked gently on the door which was soon followed by a soft feminine voice, "come in". "Hello mother, greetings, I have arrived and gods! I'm f*****g tired already. This supervision is exhausting." He said as he took a seat in a sofa. "Well done... I know how tired you must be but it's all good for one day you'll be a wonderful king with your beautiful betrothed by you." She said lifting her head to look him in the eyes.

From first glance she had the same looks of her son with the same silver blond hair and a sapphire eyes. Her full face etched with almost invisible lines of wisdom and experience, framed by her halo hair, holding a gentle beauty that is both timeless and ethereal. Her features delicate and fair with a hint of magic in her every expression. She gave him a assuring smile. "I just received word that your betrothed, your cousin Adeline is about to be engaged" she stated. " Okay! And what has that got to do with me? "He asked confused and lost. " It seems you didn't hear me well when I said 'bethrothed'.... She is being given in marriage. She was betrothed to you from birth and she is the last the last Atlantians of the Puren royal blood. She will make you more powerful and maybe then you can find the forbidden magic" She said focusing on her embroidery. " Mother again with this forbidden magic.... How do you know I'm the chosen? I don't want to end up like the mad king destroying everything because of his foolishness" he tried to argue." Do not speak of your grandfather like that. He had a dream of making Atlantia big and strong" she rebuked him. " Yeah and where did that end him?... anyway have you seen Dilah?" He asked. " Please don't spoil my day already. She is bad news I wonder how I gave birth to such a thing" she retched." Mother!" Prince Jamech cried out with disbelief at his mother's reaction towards her own daughter. He stood up and headed towards the door. "I have everything put I place, you leave at dawn before sunrise tomorrow" queen Latvia said before her son opened the door.