Dreamer's light

king comes to court

Father" I snarky hail

" heard yiii was ah lookin for me " looking all bored scratch my shhhhh,

how long has it been since I've had a shave, I wonder.

Maybe I should make an appointment with ummmhhh huh someone.

Shit I ain't ever drinking that cheap piss no more.

Can't even get my f*****g head on right or I wouldn't have left that sweet marcel of bres-------. I lifted my head to Father as he shouts.

" Did you hear a word of what I've said boy"

"ahhh yeah " I really did not though.

" I'm sick of my only child behaving to the likes of peasants " dear old daddiooo kingyyy preachs again.

What the hell was in that Piss i drank cause I don't even know why I'm not replying. My preach speech us impaired.

But it would have gone along the lines of

' Well, Father I am your only son ,true? Maybe

I behave like s**t ,CAUSE YOU TREAT MY LIKE f*****g s**t!!! Or maybe not . I signed as my throat tingles.

Nah not so much the last part though. The last part would have been something like ,' 'Father you treat me like a child, but the problem is I've been a grown man for the past ,

I don't know !

one hundred and seventy-nine years !'

And maybe I'd have risen my voice to emphasize,but never scream in rage.

Cause royalty lives by disaplain and blah blah blah .

" Zut take the prince to his chambers ,

until he's not pissed faced anymore" Father commanded from the lion's head ,golden throne.

" have him sleep it off"

He looks tired ,with one beefy hand covered in gold rings, tapping against the arm of lion's head on throne ,while the other stroke his robes of white silk ,and deep blue, inner tunic.

One foot propped across the other, with proper disappointment on his ancient face.

king Odek never looked soft a day in his long life, but this look told me I'd f****d up... I just wasn't sure what I did yet , but ohh i bet daddy dearest is gonna tell me!

Whatever it is ?

I'll fix later .

I just need my brain to stop slamming in the back of my fricking skull like I'm being dashed in the walls repeatedly.

I'm the one giving Me a headache .

shut up already !

I roared at my inner self .

Feeling like an i***t ,the least I could do now, is bow to the man Right?

uhhhhh huh

No, Wrong ! ..... The moment I drop my head to the polished grey floor, the whole place beings to move. I think I could even see my reflection if i squint my eyes like this.

"Now zut!" the kings voice boomed .

Lights out, I shift in the dark.

Every muscle in my body aching ,stiff as a block

"uhhhhh guuuwd" I grunt while lifting my head.

The horrored taste of sour ale or some s**t , in my mouth makes me gage.

My neck is killing me and my head's feeling like it's been bashed into a wall recently. Inhale , exhale.

Hey !

Din't I have that thought already ?

muuhhh well .

I could hardly move as I stretched out my aching body on the bloodred silk quilt of my bed.

Blindly reaching across the bedside table I feel around for some water . When my hand make contact with a wooden cup ,filled with liquid

I smile,

even that hurts.

Throwing some back ,

I rinse my pallet and shoving off the bed with buckling knees , to rinse my mouth in bathroom sink. Last thing I remember of nights last , was 'Her.'

She's everywhere in my head , every corner,

every crazy crack.

I went down to the hall with the other warriors and we all got shitfaced drunk, and having women to our leisure .

Then the headache and well now?

I ain't have no clue how I got back here, all tucked into bed .

Must have been good though, cause my gold was to forget 'Her',

and ,man it worked so good I do not even rememeber what happened. That barrel of 'nectar 'is what happened. Hamlut did say it was the worst s**t out here on the markets, man it f***s you bad. A smile creep across my face .

I need some more.

One snap of my minds command and the four torches on the silver holders, on the wall in my chambers come to life.

Viewing my face in the mirror above the sink, my eyes look haunted and bloodshot.

The golden irises of both eyes look like the veins got popped and they are bleeding .

Waving my hands under the automatic crystal sencer ,the tap water comes on , pure ice cold.

I cup my tattooed fist full and splash the water on my face ,one ,two, three time , trying to recover from the dead.

I give up, I slam my hand on the shower panel buttons ,

blindly getting it on .

Pulling off my black,gold boarder tunic and leather pants in a backwards maneuver,

I step ass first into the hot spray of the shower .

One had brace against the thick glass of the shower wall and another rubbing my black and blond hair,

that reaches pass my shoulders, trying to loose the braid.

As the hot water feels like meditation, it soothes my muscles .

I close my eyes, relaxing against the serenity. Standing like a statue under the spray.

'Her image appears behind my lids. Red full glistening lips slightly parted ,pixy nose tipped up gently and Gods , those eyes of ocean blue green, could arouse an impotent male. That dark mane of black? or is it deep midnight mahogany brown hair , falls all the way to her hips.

Breast perfect for my mouth to worship, with teeth and tongue.

Breath quickening as I palm my flesh jutting up from between my legs, my balls tightens with the grip .

My hand fisting from base to tip and repeating. Head throw back ,my mouth opens in silence ecstacy.

For some reason 'She's' never naked.

But she always have my full attention.

I could just picture her tiny waist and flare of hips attach to butt, that overflows my hands.

In my minds eyes she gasps from my touch ,wanting more ,with pleasure in those pretty big eyes. Slowly,

lifting her beautiful gentle fingertips to my wet chest, moving through the droplets of water along my neck. My body heats further in response . Then she pulls my head down to her parted lips, for me to get a taste of her sweetness.

In reality my head kicks back ,with her dream like touch ,making my ball curl up tight and my c**k sprout its pearls with one final thrust of my hips. My eyes shut tight with ecstacy,feeling her against me, while my shouts were heard probably by the entire servant quarters.

Grunting from my climax , my member still erect ,refuse to deflate even after I've come.

I turn on the water ,

cold as ice and keep my eyes wide open.

Who are you female ,my vuzlyubeni?

Are you out there? Why do you haunt my dreams?

Come to me female, so that I will know thine name.

I cannot bear it any longer, my blood heats for the smallest glimmer of you.

Dress and ready for the s**t storm of ,nights last.

"sire "

a servant called from the archway of my chambers .

" enter" I command.

Baelan look frighten as she bow and remain perching ,

keeping her head down ,with her brown,

but clean wrinkle stola drapes ,sweeping the marbles.

Her dark blond hair braided neatly to the small of her back ,

with a round face covered in freckles and a nose a bit to big to call feminine.

" approach" I grunt in annoyance into the cold air.

When she remains silent a moment to long .

I bark

" speak for God's sakes woman"

She jump and shook slightly, swallowing tightly .

I could see the bob of her throat,

" h- his majesty seeks you in the throne room immediately ,sire"

with no answer I pass her , with barely a breath of air between us.

I saw the flinch she makes. I walk back to her and stop but a feet away . As if I'd ever rise a hand to a female ?

On closer inspection of her face, my eyes caught the purplish marks along her jaws .

Marks that could be but a few days old . My brows pull tightly together.

Pissed at myself for not noticing sooner. Maybe if I was not getting dooked out of my mind drunk, I would have been aware of my personal messenger being molested .

Someone has hit her rather solid, in the face and 'The Eternal' only knew where else.

Why and who would do such a crime against my father's house, against the women who serves House Azrutt?

My insides blaze in rage.

Gently tipping her face up with my index finger as not to touch the bruise along her jaws ,

" who did this to you Baelan " I softly seethe ,yet trying for gentle.

" i---t --- tis' nothing sire" she cowers,trying to step away .

I drop my hand and turn away, folding my hands to my chest.

" it is not ,nothing. who dare lay ahand on you shall pay, I will see to it"

" But- but- he did not mean too sire, he was not himself" she cried.

That got my attention, cause s**t! I'd been brain f****d for how long?

I tunnel through my brain . Ah ,about, eight hours night last, but drinking days before that .

" did I?" I wonder out loud if I might be to blame for Baelan's condition.

"No, my league !" she screeches in a rush.

I rub the back of my head as the s**t eating ,brain storm of aches ,comes back.

Relief, that I did not cross the line with Baelan, yet sorry for the person who did. Because now, he would have me to deal with.

" I'll have him punished " I seethe ,

walking pass the doorway

" zut! " I bellow down the Hall, pass the dozen or so guards.

" No ,No No, sire. please. It is I who have wronged ----I--- I -- I took the passageway of the Nightengales--- and--- and -- I knew I should not have---b- but I did and one of the the guards t-t-took me for one of the pleasure ladies , but then I fought him off and he clocked me by accident."

Baelan babbles as she try reasoning with my angry , not realise as she spoke ,my rage is becoming worst.

Men do not ' clock ' women by accident.

" Do not worried for the gaurd Baelan, I'll have a care .

Take all the time you need to heal you and you family will be compensated, return when you are well"

she bow hoplessly knowing she cannot change my mind.

" have Moord take on your duties ,she would have replacements ready"

I said lastly as I leave .

Cooling myself, I walk to the inner hostelries to pour a drink ,but changed my mind halfway along the way.

I'd already been down that road. There was somewhere I needed to be right now before I bruise my fists.

I enter into the throne room and it's all coming back to me as soon as I spot my father's face .

Me eating half my words the night before and Father's angry postures , utter disappointment lined his face .

Then me, face planting on the polished marble ,

father's voice enraged in a command I did not quite catch and Zut draging my sorry ass down the hall .

So yeah I remember perfectly.Good times . Not!

" apologies my league " I bow deeply . knowing that my father is not going to be in a good mood .

" I see you have recovered enough to know your place Riagain" the king bristles.

" report on the battlements before I lose my temper, how was the raid"

with inpatients.

I straighten with the reminder of my duties, and explain.

" I saw no reason for raid after discussing the issue of the land between House Miniva and House D'Arius, bother part agree to split the lands evenly and end the ongoing feud"

" but what is the punishment for all the deads that fall under my kingdom" he roared as he bolt to his feet.

I stiffen my spine " I see no punishment called for father, as both Houses have their own deaths to morn"

In a bold tone I defend my actions.

" is that not enough father or must the clash of swords be your only solution ".

His nostrils flare as he exhales, fist tightening and uncurling as he step closer

" you think me cold and unfeeling son?"

his voice lowering by powerful all the same.

" when would you realise that ruling is not as easy as you think it be"

warmth is never what comes to mind when you hear the name Odek is it? I do not want to have it out with my father, I want to stop living in circles.

" yet I'm your hired sword hand ,I'm i not " i reply.

He rise graying eyebrows at me,

" I ask not much of you boy ,but to become the man ,who would be king one day . who would sit on this throne knowing that millions of lifes ,of this world and the others depend on you." he seethes

" what has gotten into you Raigain, while you and your band of twelve parade in a drunken stupor, the Zink warriors take on your duties of the Orenge Sky, doing the work of two warriors force"

I am speechless because he is right, recently I have been laying back a bit, just looking at what happened to the house servants. I may not have done anything to Baelan but I am still to be of blame.

To the left I see my mother in all her peaceful glow, head to toe in the lightest blue royal robes of Nine Mother Planets.

She floats into the ornate throne room changing the emotions in the atmosphere.

Her power truly does perceive her. A gentleness overcomes my father's face, the moment she is present.

His eye takes all of her in,

" My goddess , what is the matter" he says, taking her hands up so gentle you could feel the intoxicating hold of their love for each other in the air .And my heart bleeds for my unknown Mate, just another reminder.

He kisses her inner wrist and both sides of her neck ,then lightly tip her ,

bloodred rubies ,and crystal crown upon her head. she smile secretly, palming his white beard coverd face ,and peacefulness overcame him in an instant.

" is he upset with the news husband mine" she inquires ,leaving me to wonder what she speaks of .

" No my goddess , I was now about to tell him " he answer as he stroke her wrist.

she clapped her hand with excitement and floats over to me " come here Raigain my son, greet you maman"

I bow as she drag me in for a hug, pulling my head down to kiss my forehead.

" you uncle king Valgadon have sent a Chosen with news of reopening the Gates" she sounds giddy .

My mouth gape open in astonishment.The Gates have been close before I was born due to some family disagreement between the three Spex kings and there Dark Planets.

" your father has called on the eight Houses to discuss the matter, so be ready for the gathering in two sennights , we will all come to court "

" we will continue our discussion another time son"

my father's departing words as he take my mother into his arms and exit the throne room.