The Dragon Queen

He smiled as she described what they would be doing for the wedding. It sounds as if it would be quite the affair. It would help him to gauge exactly what he had been missing during his slumber. He did doubt he really missed out on much with human politics.

"Yes, it sounds like quite the event. The part about politics sounds a bit boring, but I suppose I must deal it."

He chuckled for a moment as Glinda's exclamation about the ball.

"A grand ball? I hate to say it, but I never learned how to dance as your race does. I mostly spent my time watching."

He looked around for a moment before standing up from the throne.

"Speaking of watching, perhaps a tour of my new home would be good."
 
"Hm... you don't have to deal with the politics if you don't want to. After all, when I'm queen, you can let me handle most of the administrative duties." Cassandra knew her way around the court and no problem taking on the brunt of the responsibility while he merely basked in the power and benefits of being King. After all, it wasn't the Kingdom he grew up in and he didn't necessarily have anything for him to be invested in.

Glinda shook her head at his comment, "well you must learn in four days, m'lord. You're expected to have a first dance at the ball to signify your new lives dancing together as husband and wife, King and Queen. It is tradition!" She had never seen such a ball and was excited to see the two of them dance, even though it was a bit of an unorthodox coupling.

Cassandra stood and shrugged. "You don't have to learn to dance if you don't want to. I can dance around you if you like. As long as you twirl me every now and then, it will be fine."

She started walking away, gesturing for him to follow once again. "There are the royal gardens, the library, the ballroom, the royal quarters, the baths, the dungeons, the treasure room, and more. Honestly, it would take me days to show you everywhere."
 
"Hmmm...I think that sounds like something reasonable to do with things. I might see how things go, but I will probably just leave everything to you my queen."

He laughed for a moment seeing how Glinda continued to be excited for the ball. As he stood up to follow after his queen, he reached over and dragged Glinda along beside him. He draped an arm around her waist to keep her close to him.

"We have plenty of time to kill till the wedding. I do like the sound of the treasure room most of all."
 
Cassandra nodded and continued to lead the way. "That is quite alright."

The handmaid tried to push away from him, but found herself unable to budge his grip on her waist. They were moving so swiftly that she had to keep walking as well to avoid falling over, giving her limited options as far as getting away. Glinda huffed and started walking with him, crossing her arms. For a man about to be married, she disapproved of him touching other women, herself included.

Chuckling, the queen continued on for a while, leading them through the castle corridors until they came to an inconspicuous, but very sturdy-looking door. She knocked three times, two times, then five times. Looking over at Tritoch, she explained. "I don't have my key with me right now, so I have to knock to have them let me in."

Soon, a man opened the door and allowed them inside. The room led to another room and then another. They went through five rooms with increasingly sturdy doors until a large solid-iron door stood in their way. The man unlocked it and let them into the treasure room. There were piles of gold everywhere, jewels and other artifacts mixed into the heap.
 
He raised an eyebrow for a moment as Cassandra began to knock on the door, saying she didn't have the key. Why he foundt it odd, he wasn't sure. However, he didn't say anything as he followed her through the several layers of security, which he did find amusing and interesting. It did seem like a waste of manpower to be guarding such valuables like this when the right spells would do just the same, if not better. That was something he would have to fix.

As they walked along, his hand rode lower on Glinda, till it was sitting on her soft ass. He did give a teasing squeeze for a moment, but he made no effort to remove it. If any of the men noticed, they seemed to keep it to themselves. It wasn't till they were in the treasure room itself that he did let go of the handmaiden.

"Such wonderful treasure. I love it."

His eyes gleamed with pleasure as he looked around, making his way around the room. He reached out to several statues, running his fingers over them. He purposefully pricked his finger on a few sharp edges of the statues, a drop of blood sinking into the soft metal. Once done, he turned to the two ladies with a little smile.

"I think it's time I presented my ladies with a gift of their own."

He gave a little snap of his fingers and two pieces of jewelry appeared in his hands. They were actually beautiful crafted pieces from his own hoard. One was a crafted arm bracelet for Glinda, while the second one was a golden brooch on a gold chain for Cassandra. He pointed to each of them with the pointer finger of them hand that held their chosen piece of jewelry to come to him.
 
The poor handmaid became more and more tense the lower his hand went, her hand occasionally trying to inconspicuously grab his and slide it upward. Though, avoiding being noticed and (possibly) moving his strong hand were two things that one couldn't hope to accomplish at the same time. her cheeks flushed and she squeaked softly as he squeezed her plump little ass, the maid deciding to change tactics and try to ignore its warm presence.

His hand was large enough on her ass that his fingers sometimes got dangerously close to what she ardently protected between her legs. After all, the maid still had lofty dreams of someday possibly marrying the head butler. Tritoch's advances weren't taken too seriously by her, especially since he was to marry Cassandra within the week. Not to say they didn't fluster her greatly, though.

Glinda sighed with relief once they reached the treasure room, Cassandra enjoying the look of pleasure her betrothed had on his face as he marveled at the hoard of gold and jewels that would soon be his. "Yes, and I daresay our library is the largest in all the kingdoms, a treasure trove in of itself. There are tomes inside that are so old and valuable that they are kept in a special guarded section of the library."

At the mention of gifts, the two ladies looked at him curiously, Cassandra approaching and looking at the broach. "Truly a lovely gift, you have my thanks." Usually, she would have preferred something silver as it usually suited her more, but she very much appreciated the thoughtfulness of his gift and would wear it proudly.

Glinda saw her own armband, gold and encrusted in jewels and she gulped. It was probably worth more than everything she owned combined. She waved her hands at him and shook her head with a bit of a frantic expression. "No, m'lord! That's very kind and generous of you, but I can't accept such a gift, it's too much! Maybe something smaller? A pair of small earrings if you really wanted to?"
 
He did smile when Cassandra liked his gift, placing it carefully in her hands. He raised an eyebrow for a moment at Glinda's protesting of it, though it did please him a bit she wasn't rejecting it completely. He did a slight turn of his hand, the bracelet disappearing completely. He made another motion, this time a pair of earrings appearing.

However, he didn't let her take them just yet. Instead, he moved closer to her. He placed each earring carefully on her ears. His fingers lingered on her cheeks for a moment as if he was thinking of something. Deciding to gauge reactions, he slid his hand gently around Glinda's head to hold her gently as he pressed his lips against hers. He held the kiss for several seconds before pulling back, licking his lips of her taste.

"Mmm...Delicious."

He turned from Glinda and moved to his queen, pressing his lips against hers for a few moments before pulling away.
 
The queen immediately donned the necklace, letting it hang down near her breasts. Once it was on, she lifted it and looked at it once more, no doubt in her mind that it was pure gold. She wasn't the greedy sort to be swayed by gold, but she did like the way it glimmered.

Glinda let a huge sigh of relief when he listened to reason, the large bracelet being replaced by a pair of earrings. This was much more manageable, and would be much more fitting of her station as handmaiden. The woman reached out for the earrings as he drew closer, but soon found that he preferred to place them himself. She didn't mind this, other than the fact that his handsome face was too close to her.

However, when he rested his hand on her cheek and looked into her arms, she almost shrunk away from him, his eyes being the only things keeping her in place. They were like a snake's- hypnotic and entrancing.

"I-I-I'm glad you changed your mind m'lord, earrings are a much more suita-mm!" Glinda had been trying to fill the awkward silence, so she was taken by surprise at his actions. She trembled in his arms for a moment, unsure of what to do or how to pull away. He wasn't the one she wanted to pair with, so she was confused by the flutterings of her own heart. When he pulled away and licked his lips, she shivered, her eyes wide with shock as her hand went up to her lips.

Cassandra had been watching, but she wasn't particularly bothered. As long as he didn't accost the maid and make her scream and cry, she considered his actions merely playful. Besides, should he take the maid by force, she wouldn't be able to stop him anyway, bound as she was by her promise.

The maid blinked and huffed for a moment as he went over and kissed Cassandra. "Y-you rascal! Going around kissing women who aren't your bride! I ought to cuff your ears..." She turned away, still feeling his lips upon her own.
 
He gave a little smirk at Glinda's words, looking towards her for a moment. She was just so innocent, and he wondered how much he should break in her now. However, now wasn't the time for that. When she did turn from him, he saw the tattoo he had placed on her neck. He wondered for a moment when he should break the news she belonged to him as well, but he decided he enjoy teasing her for a little longer.

He moved from his queen to the largest pile and turned around away from it. He took a deep breathe for a moment before falling backwards into it. The cold metal felt different against his skin, but he still foundt it comfortable.

"Wonderful. I believe I foundt my new bed. Though I may try and see how you sleep sometimes as well."

He chuckled as he glanced towards the ladies, briefly wondering if they would dare to try.
 
Cassandra watched him fall back into the gold, a small smile coming to her lips from the way he seemed so elated to sleep in a pile of gold. She supposed it was everyone's dream, but she imagined it was more treacherous and cold than a lot of people imagined, much like the nature of gold itself.

"I will sleep with you wherever you wish, my King. It is my duty, after all." She said with a placid smile. Though his cocks and tongue felt amazing, she considered it more of a duty than a pleasure to sleep with him. He was a dragon and she was merely a human monarch; he would care for her no more than one would care for their pet mouse.

His reference went over Glinda's head and she shrugged. "I don't think I would like to sleep in a pile of gold since there would be no blankets. As for my accommodations, they're really not too much different than the inn."
 
He gave a little chuckle at Cassandra's comment, referencing her commitment to him. In a sense, she was acting more like a pet to him than his queen. It was a nice little behind closed doors scenario, while acting the strong Queen she should be in public. He certainly had no problem with her being that way.

"It will take a bit of getting used to, with the occasional poking thing to stick into you if you rolled the wrong way."

It would be the same for him in this form, if he decided not to create scales. He laughed for a moment as Glinda's innocence. He sat up on the pile, picking up large handfuls of gold coins and letting them fall through his fingers.

"I think some arrangement can be made for blankets and pillows to be brought in to suit you."

He stayed for a few moments longer before standing up.

"I think I should like to see this wonderful library. Knowledge is a wonderful treasure as much as all that glitters and shines."
 
Glinda looked over the hoard of gold and nodded, "I would imagine. Who knows what kind of treasures might stick into your side if you turn over on the wrong spot." She watched the gold slip through his fingers before adding, "that's quite alright. I think I prefer my own bed, thank you." She started to walk in front of them, leading the way in the hopes of not being ensnared by his hand once more.

Cassandra started to follow. "Indeed. I quite like spending time in the library. I always used to like reading the romance novels. Now, I almost wish I had read something more relevant." She shrugged, making her way down the hall with him.

They soon came upon a pair of tall, grand doors. Once opened, there was a large library, looking almost the size of three ballrooms. The doors shimmered for a moment in Tritoch's presence, indicating that dragon magic was at play. Though the princess was unaware, a long time ago, a dragon had put an enchantment on the library so that it might never burn, the knowledge protected even in the event that the entire castle burned to the ground.
 
He smiled as he entered the library, feeling the tingle of dragon magic on his skin. It made him happy to be in the presence of another protected treasure. He wouldn't have to do anything to protect this.

"Wonderful, simply wonderful. It seems there are so many books here, it would take a lifetime to gleam through them all. I am grateful to have this wonderful treasure as mine. Thank you my queen."

He moved to her and wrapped his arms around her before he dipped her backwards for a moment, giving her a deep kiss for a few moments. He soon lifted her back up, letting her regain her composure.

"Perhaps you will find something other than a romance novel as well."
 
The queen looked around and sighed at the view of the library, feeling a bit nostalgic as her grey eyes roamed the shelves with him at her side. When he thanked her, she nodded without looking at him. "No need to thank me, Tritoch. Everything I do or have is yours, as agreed." She started to wander forward when she felt his arms wrap around her and dip her back, her curtain of hair pooling on the floor for a moment as she looked at him with a surprised expression.

She felt his lips descend and press against hers, his tongue entering her mouth as he passionately kissed her. The queen's hands rested on his chest as he did so, her eyes wide in shock. Where had this come from all of a sudden? Was he simply feeling frisky? The queen soon found herself back upright, the taste of his lips still upon hers.

Her face was slightly flushed as she cleared her throat, turning away slightly and stepping forward. "I will certainly find a book more useful. Romance is for the foolish, after all." She said, pursing her lips and continuing forward until she led them to a barred gate near the side of the library. Gesturing at it she explained, "this is the area only certain people are allowed in. All who enter must have royal permission to do so. Some of the books have languages that have been lost to the ages in them. Some have tried to decipher them and failed. Perhaps those would pique your interest."
 
He chuckled for a moment at Cassandra's observation about romance.

"Yes, some like to hang onto such notions. It sounds more of a hindrance than anything useful."

When she guided him to the barred gate, he placed a hand upon it as he nodded. It would be an interesting little challenge to see if he could find what secrets laid hidden within that section of the library.

"It sounds like a wonderful way to spend my time and increase my knowledge. I shall look forward to it."

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Leaving Cassandra to take care of things for the wedding, Tritoch spent his time exploring the castle. As she said, it would take many days to explore. The first place he decided to spend a bit of time in was the royal gardens. He spent a good two days within the garden, watching the servants take care of the plants, walk among the plants, and just sit in the center of the garden.

He also spent his time deciding how and when he would pull Glinda into his little brood. He knew she liked to stay never his Queen, as she was her handmaid. However, he thought he caught a glimpse of her golden buns a couple of times in the garden, as well as her sweet scent.
 
“Well, I’m sorry, but I don’t know what they’re called.” Said a familiar feminine voice.

“If you don’t know, then you’ll have to point them out to me. Since the princess wants a bouquet from the garden, we need to know exactly what she wants so that we don’t use them for any decorations.” The head butler came around the corner, Glinda in tow.

She knew what the flowers were called, but she had feigned ignorance in order to have him walk through the garden with her. While he seemed all business, it was obvious that he was softer around the edges with the lady, not quite so abrupt as he usually was.

They passed Tritoch and Glinda couldn’t put it off anymore, pointing at some beautiful golden flowers, “she said she wants those gold ones, those red ones, and those purple ones.” She sighed slightly, knowing he would have to leave now, busy as he was.

He gave her a smile, a curt nod, and a pat on the shoulder before marking the notes on his notebook and turning on his heel to continue to coordinate things.

Glinda stood there for a moment wistfully, her cheeks pink before she started to make her way back.
 
He smiled hearing Glinda's voice coming towards him, liking that he wouldn't have to hunt her down. He did watch the little interaction between her and Cedric, smirking a little. Though neither of them could probably pick it up, he could tell she was a little bit aroused near the man.

He waited till she was about to walk away before taking a hold of her wrists gently in his large hand.

"I believe we need to take a bit."

He licked his lips for a moment as he lead her to a more secluded portion of the garden. At the same time, he made a simple motion with his other hand where she couldn't see to put up a little privacy bubble. He moved up behind her, one arm wrapping around her waist.

"You see, things have come about where you are mine."

His breathe was hot against her ear as his lips were close to her ear as he spoke. His other hand lifted for a moment, his fingertip touching the tattoo on the side of her neck. At his touch, the entire tattoo gave a soft warmth for a moment before a soft ripple of pleasure radiated through her body.
 
Focused as she was on returning, with Cedric on her mind as well, she jumped when he grabbed her wrists. She had noticed in the garden, but she hadn’t thought that he would approach, much less grab her. Glinda reluctantly followed, though, wondering what shenanigans he was up to this time. It didn’t raise any alarms for her when he took her to a more secluded space, being one for privacy in serious conversations- there was less gossip that way.

However, when he held her from behind, she reached down and pushed on his hand, trying to wiggle out of his grip. His breath on her neck made her freeze though, he body shivering from the close proximity of his body. It made her feel strange, the way his warm body and breath accosted her senses.

“I think you’re talking nonsense, m’lord. Princess-I mean queen Cassandra May have made some kind of deal or pact with you, but I haven’t! Besides, I have my eye on someone else, if you must know!” Again, she tried to wiggle away, but the little wave of pleasure from her neck made her legs a bit weak. “I have duties to get to, so please unhand me!”
 
"Your chores can wait."

His grip around her did tighten a little as she tried to wiggle away, but it wasn't enough to hurt her. He leaned closer, running his tongue slowly along her soft cheek for a moment before speaking again.

"And everything under the King, belongs to the King."

He technically wasn't truly this kingdom's king yet, but he was still a King. His finger tapped her tattoo once more, sending another wave of pleasure through the poor maid. Then his finger moved down along the curve of her dress over her soft skin gently. A claw extended to slice down the middle of her dress down to her waist before he engulfed her right breast with his hand, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.
 
She gasped as she felt his wet tongue against her cheek and her eyes widened. It could have been her imagination, but she thought she felt something poking against her ass, rubbing up and down. "A King can command people, but he can't own them! I don't belong to you, so let me go, please!" Glinda panted, once again hoping he would let go if she pulled away. He did not, and now his arm was as snug as ever around her waist.

The maid shuddered again from the tap of his finger, her cheeks flushing more deeply and her breaths quickening. Her body felt warm, her fluids leaking into her undergarments as his magic rippled through her sweet young body.

She let out a squeak as she noticed that he had now sliced her dress open, a disbelieving look on her face as he moved to fondle her breast. Her nipple responded well to him, hardening with arousal as he played with her. "I-please! Even if you do need to relieve some tension, you should go to Cassandra. She's your wife, and a queen. I'm a handmaid, and you shouldn't stray from your wife!" Glinda grasped at straws, hoping it would dissuade him further.
 
He grinned for a moment at her attempt to change his mind. Though what she said was technically correct, he had seen how Cassandra had refrained from saying anything to him as he teased Glinda in the treasure room. He could tell his queen was not bothered by his bedding of others.

He said nothing as he lifted his head, pressing his nose into her blonde hair as he inhaled her scent for a moment. His fingers pinched softly on her erect nipple before rolling it between them gently. He moved it mouth behind her ear, his breathe hot against her skin as his tongue licked up and down along the back of her ear.

He soon started growling softly as he was enjoying the sweet young maid, his cock shifted against her ass as he began to get erect against her.
 
He didn't seem to be listening to her at this point, his carnal desires presumably taking over. She felt his nose in her hair, and she felt embarrassed that he was smelling her. Though there was no one around, she was afraid that someone would come around the corner and see her like this, with the soon-to-be king smelling her soft blonde hair and groping her chest. She couldn't call for help, as that would create many more problems for everyone.

The maid couldn't deny that his hands were making her feel more aroused than she had ever been, the woman never having been fondled. All she could compare it to was when she was around Cedric, the slight burning in her loins to be with him. If that was an ember, than what Tritoch gave her was a furnace. She was almost embarrassed at the amount of fluids she was producing for him.

She whimpered softly as he rolled her nipple, the action sending zips of pleasure to her pussy. Her tongue against her ear didn't help either, the wet, invasive feeling of it making her shiver once more. "Is-is this a joke? Are you maybe playing a prank on me to ruffle my feathers? Well you've gone too far this time, a I beg you stop this instant!" a slight panic was leaking into her tone, the woman afraid of what might happen if he pressed on.
 
He gave a grin at her begging, finding it quite sweet coming from her. He could also smell how her arousal was kicked into high gear, the sweet smell wafting around her like a wonderful aroma.

He didn't respond as he continued to growl softly, his tongue licking up and down wetly along the back of her ear. He couldn't bite on her earlobe because of her earrings. He just flicked his tongue up and down a few more times before slowly licking down along the back of her jawline before biting gently.

His fingers tugged softly on her hard nipple before letting it go. However, he wasn't down as his hand went to her other breast, kneading and massaging that one deeply. He soon extending his claws, scraping them gently over her soft and sensitive skin.
 
His silence only made her want to fill in the void more, as though she couldn't stand the way he didn't offer any response. "M'lord, please. I want to start a family someday, have a few children. But no one will take me if you defile me. Please, m'lord! I'm sorry if I've angered you in some way, but tell me what I've done and I won't do it again!" Wiggling once again, she gulped as she realized that the only result her wiggling was having was to cause her to rub her ass against his hardening cock. Naive, though she was, she knew what it was that was rubbing against her.

The way his tongue slithered along her ear made her tingle, the woman standing no chance against his sexual prowess. She was dizzy from how flustered and hot she felt, grateful for just a moment that she was being held up. A sharp intake of breath was heard as he nibbled on her jaw, his teeth kneading the skin as her lips remained parted in silent shock.

Glinda relaxed for a moment when his hand left her breast, thinking he was done. When it returned to her other breast, she gasped and whimpered, trying to squeeze her thighs together to prevent herself from making her panties even more drenched.
 
He almost laughed at her words, wondering if she knew how far from realizing the answer to her begging. Even if he defiled, he would still have her. He would make sure she had plenty of children to raise, his. True they would be long lived, but he could always use his ways to prolong hers and any of his birthing broods' lives.

He still said nothing as he nibbled on the back of her jaw with his teeth, his growling getting louder. He son released her jaw, trailing his tongue down over her slender neck. He opened his mouth wider before biting gently on her tender skin, gnawing softly.

His hand kneaded her breast faster beneath it for a few moments. His large hand was easily enough to shift and press both of her tender breasts together, claws scraping over her hard nipples in circles. He pressed her back against him more, her ass wiggling against his cock so she could feel it's full, thick length.
 
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