The Dragon Queen

She grinned and poured some of the liquid into his mouth, pulling the bottle back as she heard it fizz on his tongue. It was zingberry wine, a favorite of hers due to the fact that when the berry juice was mixed with sparkling wine, it was delightfully sweet yet somehow bitter at the same time. Since Betty only had the back half of her tongue, it was even more important that the flavors be strong ones.

Betty looked at him curiously as though she was wondering if he liked it. Noticing that a drop of it got on her finger, she put it in her mouth and used her lips to suck of the fluid off he dainty digit. Afterward, she tapped the bottle pointedly and made a gesture with it as though she was offering him more.
 
After she poured some wine into his mouth, he closed it as he savored the flavor for a few moments. He swallowed the wine after a moment before watching her.

When she offered to pour another drink, he lowered his head and opened his mouth once more. He had no problem being pampered by her like this.

Such a wonderful girl. I think you are a keeper.
 
She grinned wider at his comment and gave him more until his bottle was empty. She set the empty bottle against the wall near the kitchen door and then opened her own, taking a gulp. Her hand went to her cheek and she smiled sweetly at the taste, her eyes closed for a moment. Betty then reached down and picked up her pie and the rest of his, starting to walk back down the corridor. She gestured with her head for him to follow her as her red hair bounced behind her.

Betty seemed to have an innate sense of where Cassandra was, going to the garden where the Queen day on a bench as a servant held some grapes on a platter for her. Her eyes lit up when she saw Betty, quickly getting up and rushing over to hug her tightly. The dainty elf’s face was swallowed up in the woman’s cleavage and she waved her arms frantically for release, still balancing the food on them.

Cassandra did so and held her at arm’s length, smiling warmly. “Betty! I’m so glad to see you safe!” Her gaze wandered, assuming that Tritoch was nearby, when her arms found him, she grinned and nodded, “thank you, I couldn’t have been given a better wedding present.”
 
He enjoyed the little meal, watching the way she enjoyed her own. It was satisfying in it's own way to him.

He let her lead the way, watching her from behind. He stayed a few feet behind, as he had to pay attention to some of the guests who were trying to get his attention. It was a little annoying, but he knew it was needed to be done.

He soon arrived in the garden as his queen was greeting her handmaiden. He chuckled for a moment at the little display, moving up closer to them. He sat down next to the bench.

It was my pleasure. She is quite the little firecracker it seems. And don't worry, this is only the beginning of my wedding presents.

He leaned over and licked both of their cheeks for a moment.
 
Cassandra laughed, "Firecracker? I think you mean sweet little lamb." She winked playfully. "Betty has always been one of the most inquisitive people I've ever met. It's almost like she's not afraid of anything. Although, you'll have the be afraid of Glinda eventually if you don't stop waiting for her on the balcony and dropping seeds in her hair to draw the birds."

Betty donned a sheepish smile and shrugged as if to say, "whaaat? I can't help it."

When he licked their cheeks, his innuendo was lost on Betty as she giggled, but Cassandra raised her eyebrow at him and gave him a small smile. "Is that so? After our wedding, will you show me your royal scepter in private? Perhaps I'll show you how the servants polish it." Her silver eyes met his and she reached out, stroking her hand down his powerful neck.

Her handmaid smiled politely and nodded, clearly not thinking that manual labor was a particularly fun idea, but wanting to be polite nonetheless.

"The queen leaned up and whispered into his ear, "They will be here tomorrow... Oh how their faces will look when they see my magnificent King."
 
He gave a growl chuckle as he listened to his queen talk about the teasing done by Betty to Glinda.

Sounds like a little firecracker to me.

He lifted his head a bit to allow her to move along the length of his neck for a little while.

That sounds like a wonderful way to celebrate the evening.

He grinned at her whispered words, looking forward to the wedding. It would be quite the spectacle for the kingdoms. Two kingdoms joined by marriage and then upsurps a third one.

I was able to bring all of our stranded subjects, along with Betty. Though one of your knights decided to stay behind for now.
 
Cassandra pulled back and thought for a moment. "Sir Braxton?" Betty nodded her head eagerly. The Queen nodded and thought about it for another moment, quietly wondering about the wellbeing of the man. "Sir Braxton is one of my best knights, I do hope that they don't imprison him or treat him unfairly."

The elf looked a little worried for a moment before shaking her head, smiling. Her face looked as though she had faith he would come back in one piece.

The Queen seemed comforted by her optimism. "Alright, then. Now, I'm sure they will want to fit you for your suit, unless of course you decide to be naked or in your true form." Cassandra smirked, imagining the big dragon full-sized in a large church next to her. Now that would be a sight to see. Though she was truly curious whether he would present himself as a woman with a cock, a woman without, a man with a varying number of cocks, or a noble beast.
 
He tilted his head a little as he looked down at her about fitting him for the ceremony. He gave a little smirk for a moment.

A noble suggestion, but I don't believe it will go far enough. If I appear in human form, they won't believe that I am truly a dragon. I think being in my natural form will be best.

He looked down at himself for a moment before looking back at her.

Perhaps not quite full sized in the church. I believe any size will be intimidating enough for our rivals.

He shifted his wings a little before his tail swung around to give Betty a playful little smack on her ass.
 
"When they tell you to kiss your bride, will you swallow me up?" Cassandra chuckled. She liked the idea of it, the church itself definitely large enough for him to be fairly comfortable even in his full size. It was a grand church, and was built to be a wonder of beauty and size. "I don't think your size will be a problem. I quite like your full size." She stroked his neck again.

Betty jumped from the smack to her little ass. She wasn't voluptuous like the Queen or her other handmaid, but her ass was still soft and fun to play with. The elf giggled and put her hands on her ass, shaking her head and laughing at his antics.

Cassandra raised her eyebrow, but didn't say anything. She didn't mind his advances toward other women because she never expected to have a real bond with him. Their arrangement was purely a business arrangement, though she did think he was very attractive. She was adamant that she wouldn't become attached to him, though. However, she hoped he wouldn't be too rough with Betty, seeing as though she was more inexperienced than even Glinda.
 
Oh, I am sure that would be quite the shocking thing to do in front of everyone. Swallow you whole, only to have you come out unharmed a few moments later.

He grinned for a moment at the idea, growling with pleasure at the attention to his neck. He closed his eye before resting his head in his queen's lap as he enjoyed the attention.

Since I doubt your customs would find it proper for me to spend the night with my soon to be wedded queen, I am sure someone will be around to make sure I make it in time.

He opened one eye to look at the giggling elf for a moment, enjoying the antics. His tail whisked back and forth for a few more moments before giving the soft ass another playful smack with his tail.

And isn't there something about not seeing my bride before the wedding, like now?
 
"I'm sure that Glinda would likely have a heart attack at the sight." Cassandra chuckled and Betty nodded her head with a grin. The Queen's hands continued to travel over his scales, caressing and rubbing them up and down his neck. She would put a slight pressure to her movements at times, massaging his neck muscles at times.

"Yes, I'm sure the head butler will have a room for you, or will be able to find you if you chose not to spend your night there. Speaking of which, he was trying to find you earlier to see if you approved of the rings they picked out for us."

Betty jumped again from his tail and moved quickly, wrapping her arms around the end of his tail so he couldn't move it anymore. Well, at least not without picking her up or pushing her over. She grinned playfully, trapping it against her chest.

The Queen shrugged. "Not quite. The custom is that you can't see me in my wedding dress. Seeing me in any other clothing... or lack thereof is technically fine for that custom at least."
 
Ah I see. Then I think I will make things easy for him to find me in the morning. We can always break in the golden bed another time.

He growled louder at her kneading and massaging of his neck. It was something he had never had done before and it felt good to him. He reciprocated by nuzzling his snout against her lap for a few moments before relaxing once more.

The tip of his tail wiggling against Betty's chest, but he didn't make any sudden moves yet. It was a fun little game with her, and he was enjoying himself very much.
 
Cassandra smiled, "I'm sure he would appreciate that." Her hands went o his temples and her graceful fingers massaged them soothingly, stroking back and forth.

Speaking of the head butler, it would seem that he would find them sooner rather than later. "The guests are now arriving, my Queen." Cedric strode toward them from inside the castle, a clipboard tucked under his arm and dark circles under his eyes. While his clothes and hair were impeccable, he looked like he had been working without sleep these past several days, perhaps taking naps at opportune times. Adjusting his glasses, his blue eyes landed on Tritoch and he nodded.

"Just the person I wanted to see. My lord, I need a decision from you about your wedding rings. I have several options, but I want to know what your preferences are." He took out a small pouch and withdrew three separate pouches. Out of each pouch, he drew out a ring, showing them to the dragon with an outstretched hand.

Still holding his wiggling tail to her chest, Betty came closer and curiously looked them over. She looked as though the rings interested her greatly with their beauty and craftsmanship.

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The dragon lifted his head up as Cedric approached, tilting his head for a moment. He could tell the man had been busy and was probably in need of some rest. However, he doubted the man would let himself do such a thing.

As the rings were held out to him, the dragon leaned closer to examine each ring in turn. They were all exquisitely made, which pleased him very much. Having all three would be wonderful for him, but he wasn't going to mess things up for now. He lifted his right front claw and tapped the tip of a talon on the silver and gold one.

This one will do just fine for the wedding.

He looked back up at Cedric for a moment.

I might suggest getting some sleep before tomorrow. You look rough. I think that might be a good idea for us all.

He grinned for a moment as he looked back at the ladies for a moment before looking back at Cedric. His wiggling tail continued to wiggle in Betty's grasp before it lifted upwards a little, lifting her off her feet.
 
"Excellent choice, my lord." He put the other two back into the black bag and took a white bag out of his pocket, depositing the ring into it and putting them all back into the larger bag. His eyes found Tritoch again as he listened to his suggestion.

"I appreciate your concern, your majesty, but there is simply too much to do. Not to worry, I have hired a man to follow me and take me back to my chambers should I collapse. In the meantime though, I intend to do everything in my power to make sure things go swimmingly." The man marked something off on his clipboard, shifting on his feet a little bit as though he had temporarily felt unbalanced, though it didn't show on his face. As he had said, there was a man leaning against a wall nearby, watching the lead butler just in case.

Betty continued to giggle and would not let go of his tail in their little game, allowing him to lift her as she clung to him. She swayed her dangling legs back and forth, not to accomplish anything, but simply because it felt like a fun thing to do. She did nod though, at the idea of going to bed.

Though she didn't make a move to get up from the bench, the Queen smiled and nodded. "Yes, I do think that we should go to bed. It will be a very exciting day for us tomorrow, so some sleep would do us good."
 
Tritoch tilted his head a little as he looked between the butler and the other man nearby. He was intrigued by what Cedric had did, but didn't see any reason to fault the man. Nodding simply, he smirked for a moment.

Very well. I hope that this will not impede with you waking me up in time for the wedding tomorrow then. Now then, we need a suitable a room to sleep. I am not picky tonight.

He looked back at Betty for a moment, waving his tail back and forth in a wide arc as he simply enjoyed teasing the young elf. He even lifted her higher before slowly lowering her to the floor, but didn't let her touch yet.
 
Cedric scribbled something on his clipboard as though being reminded of something. "Do not worry, you will be awoken on schedule. If not by me, then by my several of my leading butlers. In any case, the Royal King and Queen's suite is not yet ready, so the queen shall have to sleep in her Princess's quarters. Betty will sleep in the handmaid's quarters connecting with Glinda's room. As for you, my King, I suggest you spend the night in the quarters we have prepared for you in the quarters that would have been for the prince, should the former King, god rest his soul, have a son." He paused, lower his clipboard and giving the dragon a serious expression.

"I would remind the king, that he must not be seen going to any other quarters but his own... Should such a thing be seen by the spies or nobles of the other kingdoms, they may have some preconceived notions about you." He had said it casually, but his eyes relayed to Tritoch that it was imperative that he shouldn't be seen that way, but that if he had other means of having his needs met, that it would be acceptable.

Betty finally let go, letting herself drop to the floor before patting Tritochs hip and smiling with gratitude for the fun game. She walked away in the direction of her room, her movements extremely graceful, much more so than a human would normally be.

Queen Cassandra stood also, dusting herself off and stroking his neck one last time. "Shall we depart?"
 
He gave a little snort at the thought of him being seen going to have fun on the night before his wedding. He did understand the meaning behind the gesture of being reminded, but he did feel a little slighted at the notion. He knew he could wait for his fun later. He was more than capable of holding himself in check of such more pleasurable activities.

Don't worry, I will be a good dragon king.

He grinned a little for a moment to Cedric as Betty released his tail from her grip. As she started walking away, he did give her a playful smack on her soft ass with the tip of his tail before she was out of reach. He turned to his queen and nodded.

Of course my queen. Tomorrow will be a very busy day.

He turned towards Cedric, giving a motion with his head to lead on. He followed behind the butler as they were led to their two rooms, giving his queen a lick on her cheek before going to his room as well.
 
The night passed quickly, Cassandra sleeping soundly in her bed as Betty and Glinda did the same. Cedric continued to run around the castle until he did eventually collapse, the man tailing him throwing him over his shoulder as he took him back into his room. The Lead butler's second in command took over and continued the fight, the servants sneakily getting everything left that needed to be done without being noticed by the nobles.

And many nobles there were. The palace was full to bursting with guests, all there for the wedding of Princess Cassandra and this so-called "dragon king" King Tritoch. People spoke in hushed whispers behind doors about how excited they were to either see the princess ascend the throne, or about how they delighted in the embarrassment she would face should her claims be false. To them, there was nothing more fun than watching a monarch be thrown to the wolves for their desperate acts. Cassandra's announcement of marrying a dragon sounded ridiculous at best and downright loony at worst. Some wondered if the princess had gone insane from the trauma of being captured and possibly defiled and tortured.

In the morning, there was a knock at Tritoch's door, the head butler upright once again having been forced to sleep for the rest of the night. He work a freshly-pressed suit with tails on the coat, and had an excited and relieved smile on his face.
 
Tritoch went to sleep as well, but he chose not to use the bed. He even woke up at the crack of dawn before anyone else, except the servants. He had noticed a small lake on his travels to and from the castle, so he snuck out to bathe. He spent a little time getting clean, but he was back by the time the knock came at his door.

Good morning Cedric.

Tritoch opened the door after the second knock, looking out. The butler gave a bow for a moment before leading the dragon towards the cathedral. There was still plenty of time before the wedding, but the king was sure the guests would want to see if he was real himself. On the way to the cathedral, Tritoch requested that Cedric relay a message for him. He wanted to have the newly crowned King Kaleb to visit him in a private area of the garden after the ceremony. He would have the new Queen to bide him company as well, when he called. Cedric said nothing but gave a nod in acknowledgement.

Tritoch enlarged himself once they were in the cathedral, laying down in a half circle around the setup wedding area. He grinned as he waited for the guests to arrive, sending Cedric off to his duties.
 
Slowly but surely, the guests started to arrive at the cathedral. Like how he had transformed for the nobles in the carriages, the reactions to him were varied. Some nobles fainted at the sight of him and had to be gently dragged to their seat. While others looked frightened or simply awestruck. A select few looked relieved, seeing that Cassandra was indeed being truthful in her claims. When the place was about half-way full, an elf entered and sat in the front, holding a glowing crystal. Most, if not all humans wouldn't recognize it, but it was a seeing crystal. Very likely the elves had been skeptical, yet curious about the arrangement. They had only sent one, yet it was likely that most of the elven nobility was watching the projection in the sister crystal.

The two handmaids came in as well, standing on the opposite side of the alter so as to wait for Cassandra as her maids of honor. Each of them wore a white bridesmaid dress, simple yet elegant. It complimented Glinda in particular since she had the breasts to fill it out, yet there was an elegant charm about Betty's own slim frame. It was customary for the bride to attract more attention and have a more extravagant dress, but it was obvious that she wanted her ladies to look beautiful as well.https://www.vampal.co.uk/content/res/large/l88/0008855_white_chiffon_bridesmaid_dresses_with_cap_sleeve_and_open_back_wm.jpeg

Glinda was wearing her golden earrings, while Betty went without jewelry.

Soon, the more important guests arrived, such as King Kaleb and his Queen, each of them sitting in the front row. The Queen looked slightly uncomfortable being so close to Tritoch, but the King didn't flinch, an unreadable expression on his face.

Once the Cathedral was full, a priest went to the alter and raised his hands, a hush falling upon the crowd. An orchestra started to play the wedding march, and the doors opened at the end of the hall. usually, one would be handed off by their father, but she was alone, proud to walk tall and lead herself to her own destination.

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She wore a red wedding dress, which was not too out of custom even though brides typically wore white. Holding her bouquet in her hands, she walked up the long red carpet with purpose, her eyes intent on Tritoch. This was it- once they were married, he would be king and she would be queen. The only thing that would be left would be to make king Kaleb suffer, and then she would be satisfied.
 
The whole thing amused Tritoch, a little bit of a smirk on his face. He was not at all surprised by the various reactions, merely waiting and biding his time. He lifted his head a little higher when he saw the elf enter, giving a bow of his head to the representative. He had a good relationship with the elves, so he was glad they were able to attend.

When the two handmaidens came up to the alter, he lowered his head to each of them to look them over. He directed his thoughts to them for a moment.

Two beautiful ladies for the occasion. Wonderful.

He turned his head as Kaleb and his queen arrived, smirking a little at her reaction to him. It was all the more sweet for his plans later. His attention turned to the door as the music began, his eyes taking in his Queen as she came in. He find it fitting in what she wore, making the two of them match on their wedding day. When she stopped at the alter, he lowered his head down next to her in front of the priest.

A fitting choice my queen. Very wonderful.

Once the music stopped, the cathedral went quiet. The priest launched into his long-winded introduction and monologue before he looked to the couple.

"Do you, Tritoch, King of the Dragons take Princess Cassandra Fluchian Andromida Von Serendian to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold till death do you part?"

His answer was heard in the minds of all gathered, causing a bit of varied reactions from their guests.

I do.

The priest turned to Cassandra next.

"And do you, Princess Cassandra Fluchian Andromida Von Serendian, take Tritoch to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold till death do you part?"
 
The elf had given him a respectful bow of the head as well. While Tritoch could tell that she was a bit on the younger side, about 200 years old, there were likely several elves among the older nobility who remembered him. Now that it was confirmed that he had truly returned from his duties, he would likely be getting a visit from them at some point in the future.

When he commented on the handmaids' attire, Betty beamed and nodded while Glinda turned a bit pink. It was the first time she had seen him since his little stunt in the garden, and she couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed about it.

Upon arriving at the altar, Cassandra smiled at his compliment, having hoped that the gown would please him. She listened to the ceremony, waiting for the speech to end. While everyone would puff their chest out about how the ceremony was sacred and the text needing to be read, it was rather boring to her, a long formality. Perhaps that's why a ball always followed in the evening, as a reward for the suffered boredom.

When the priest asked her if she agreed, she took a breath and answered, "I do."

He nodded and finished, "well then, in the presence of the old gods and the new, I now pronounce you as husband and wife, King and Queen. You may now kiss the bride." The priest wasn't sure how that was going to work with him in his dragon form, but it was truly none of his business.

Queen Cassandra turned to Tritoch and reached out, caressing the side of his face gently and waiting to see what he would do, or what form he might choose. The crowd was also a bit confused as to how this was going to work, most of them assuming that this was his only form.
 
He closed his eyes for a moment as she carressed his face gently for a moment. After a moment of thought, he opened his eyes once more. Now was a good of time as any to display his powers to his new subjects. Granted it was only a small piece of power to shift, it would be something none the less.

A soft white glow enveloped his form, covering every inch. Instead of normal being center on the middle of his body, it focused around his head. His body shrunk as it pulled towards the alter till it was a man shape six feet tall. The glow soon disappeared, leaving his decided form. Instead of being nude, he clothed himself in attire more fitting for the occasion.

He reached forward and wrapped his arms around his queen waist as he pulled her against him. He took her mouth hungerily with his for a few moments, his hands squeezing deeply on her shapely ass at the same time. He released her from his grip as he looked out at the crowd.

"Wait are you waiting for, an invitation to the celebration?"

He chuckled as he kept one arm around his queen's waist.
 
Once again, Cassandra found herself looking at a different face. She was starting to realize that he didn't have any set shape when it came to being in human form, probably because it wasn't his true form anyway. This new face was suave and handsome, with softer features than his previous form. She had only a second to look at him though, as she found herself pulled into a passionate kiss. It was intense, and she found herself breathless after he saw fit to release her.

To most people's surprise, it was the elf who stood and clapped first, putting the crystal orb into a pouch on her waist to do so. Almost as though startled out of their shock, a few more nobles stood up, and soon the room was on their feet clapping. Some shouted, "long live the King and Queen!"

Glinda and Betty clapped as well, smiling proudly at Cassandra, happy that her kidnapping had been the beginning of a new path rather than her untimely end.

The doors to the chapel opened, and people started to leave, going to the gardens or lounge areas of the castle for drinks and socializing. After all, now was the time for mingling before the ball took place later that evening.

The elf approached them and bowed deeply. She started speaking elvish and then corrected herself; Tritoch definitely understood the elven tongue, but it would be rude to leave the Queen out of the conversation.

"Forgive me, in my excitement, I forgot myself for a moment. King Tritoch, it has been so long since the elves have seen you in public. It was but three days before the wedding that we received word that this event was happening. While we were worried that your name was simply being used without your permission, we are glad to see you taking an interest in the affairs of mortals. Because we had so little time, we could not fashion you a new gift that would befit you. Therefore, we had to chose something older." The elf's brown eyes looked at him for a moment before reaching for another pouch at her waist.

What she brought out was a large red diamond necklace, the large flawless gem as a perfectly shaped pendent. It was set in mithril, the chain also made of the precious metal. The necklace was easily worth more than a large city. It radiated magic, obviously an ancient artifact with powerful protection magic upon it- the necklace could not be destroyed by any but very extreme methods, and the wearer was granted similar protections. The elves knew he didn't need these protections, but it was precious to them, nonetheless. And when something is precious, rare, and ancient, it is the prime gift to give to someone who they respect deeply.

A matching ring was brought out as well, though a bit smaller than the pendent so as not to appear too gaudy on one's finger. The elves suspected that once she passed on, he might reclaim it for himself or pass it on to his next favored.
 
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