The Knight and I

Leene pulled her hand back from Glenn's forehead, a tired smile on his face. The dress she wore was a simple peasant dress of blue, she had a few like this for riding and traveling. Her blonde hair was damp from the bath, brushed back down her back. Despite her simple garb, her carriage and bearing made her status known better than the most royal rainment. His body was doing well...almost restored. His heart however...that she was unsure of.

As Amelia entered, she smiled in greeting, "Worry not, My Lady Sorceress." "Sir Glenn will live, my magics have mended his wounds, for the most part." "The sleep he is in is magic, it allows his body to heal faster." "He will be whole in another quarter hour."

She stood, stepping over the blood on the floor. "I am afriad the maid has not had time yet to clean the blood away, I sent her to see to any injured on the walls." "I hope she returns soon...or someone does, it will start to smell soon." Leene sat on one of the chairs, gesturing for Amelia to follow suit. "Please, sit down." "I asked the maid to bring you here, but it is not as Queen that I want to talk to you." "Queen Leene is not the one before you, just Leene...a woman who is concerned for a friend she has known since she was a little girl." She glanced back at Glenn's slumbering form, and sighed. "I grew up with Glenn, though it's not common knowledge...he is the oldest friend I have." "I want to talk to you, as two women who worry for the fate of people they love."

Leene absently curled a lock of wet gold hair around her index finger as she spoke, "As long as I have known Glenn, I have never seen or sensed such despair or pain in him." "Even after his mother's illness, when his father fell those long years ago...there was not such agony or sense of loss in him." "His rage, his death-wish...they terrify me." "All the more, because I cannot imagine what could drive him to such depths." "I know that you know what has happened to bring about this sad state of affairs...I know that it involves the Lady Ella, to whom I feel great respect and no small amount of gratitude." "I do not ask you to violate any oaths you have sworn, or sonfidences you have pledged to keep." "Only that you tell me what you can, so that I can help this brave man who is so dear to me." "Many years has he protected me, and supported me." "I suspect that in this business...if I know what has passed...I may be able to do the same for him."
 
Amelia was pleased to know that Gelnn would be ok. She too seemed distrurbed by the blood on the floor. But, when the Queen asked about Ella and what Amelia knew, she was distracted from the blood.

As Amelia was asked to sit and told how much Glenn meant to the Queen she smiled. She all too well understood about caring for another so much. She wanted to tell the Queen everything but was reluctant to break her oath once again.

As Amelia sat she sighed and smiled to the Queen, "You are indeed the most beautiful and warm hearted Queen this land has ever known. And we share a common interest-" She nodded her head in Glenn's direction, "-him. There is much I wish to tell you. Things you may find hard to believe. Since you have told your history with Sir. Glenn I suppose I can tell you mine with Lady Ella. I was a mere child when my parents died and I was born without any affinity for magic. I wandered Lady Ella's land aimlessly. I soon became so desperate for fodo that I wandered into the stables here and stole apples meant for the horses. I was of course brought before Lady Ella. She scorned me and yelled at me. It was later I realized this was just for show. My punishment was that I was to work off the amount the apples were worthy of. But, she of course kept me on after that and became a mother figure of sorts. As you may know she has accepted very few people as apprentices. She chose me as one of those. But, since I was born without magic affinity she released some of her very own magic essence to serve me. In time her essence recovered. All of my magic comes from studying under her relentlessly. After the death of my parents she was the only other one that I ever loved."

Amelia sighed and continued, "That is until I fell in love with my fiance'. Anyway, you asked for understanding of what has transpired to effect Sir Glenn in such a manner. I can not tell you. But, I can tell you a tale that may be of interest to you." Amelia winked her eye at the Queen hoping she understood that the tale would be about Ella and Glenn.

"There once was a beautiful maiden. The most beautiful of the land. She met a noble knight who she fell madly in love with. But, that love caused her extreme beauty to vanish leaving her with average beauty. She was then filled with fear that the Knight would no longer love her after her transformation was known. She even feared for his safety. So, instead of confessing her love for him she donned a veil to hide her transformation and sent him away. Leaving him to think he was not loved by her. But the night before she had a spell cast upon him that would make him dream of her for 3 moon cycles (3 months). If he returned to her in time and kissed her lips, she would know he truly loved her. That kiss would break the spell and the truth would be revealed to him. But, if he did not return in time, the dreams would still stop. But, he would never again be able to love her. If he loved her not, he would carry resentment and anger towards her until his dying day. For some this could possibly even lead to insanity. One day within the time allowed the Knight did return. But, he did not come bearing a kiss. So, the veiled maiden made him believe she was marrying another. When in fact, she was to wed no one unless it was her beloved Knight. "

Amelia sighed, "The beautiful maiden loved the Knight so much that she could not wait for the whole spell time to pass. She refused to eat and began to wither away. Her life seemed to rest on the lips of the one who's heart she broke. I will reveal the ending to you another time. For the ending is still being written. Just keep in mind that a Sorceresses true beauty is her magic. Without her magic she may feel as ugly as an Orc even if she still appears to be one of the most beautiful of the land. She will also feel as vulnerable as a lamb in a Lions den."

Amelia stood to her feet with a smile, "I must go now. I wish to return to Lady Ella. Alan has Dreamweaver skills. I will let her rest a bit more while he rests as well. When he awakes I may have him slip into her dreams and awake her. She seems to be in a deep sleep much like Sir. Glenn. But, her body has forced this on her, not magic."
 
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"A sad story, but there may yet be happiness in the end." Leene stood as Amelia left. "I understand." "Thank you, Lady Amelia." She turned then, walking back to Glenn's bedside. The handsome knight's face was calm, his body hidden by the blanket pulled up to his neck. Leene lifted it, her eyes running over his naked form as she looked to make sure his wounds were indeed healing. Then she laid it back down, smiling as she gently touched his forehead, "Ah, my poor friend." "I can understand what she sees in you."

She smiled then, a naughty little smile, "Actually, if I thought it wouldn't shock you both to heart attacks, I'd have suggested to William that the three of us have our own little...get-together int he royal chambers someday." She giggled, then sighed. "Oh well...a pity it won't happen." Her lusty side was something only William got to see, and she often lamented that she would never be able to play out any of her fantasies. She shook the thought from her mind, there was serious work to do here. "Now Glenn, I must go and see to William and Sir Calad." 'When you awake, you will hear my voice." "I pray you listen to what I have to say."

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He lay in Ella's arms, her head pillowed on his chest, a hand playing with her white hair. Thier love making had been long and sweet, and now they bathed in the after-glow, silently communing with one another.

"...Glenn..."

His head jerked up, looking about the richly appointed room. "Did...did you say something, my love?" He looked down at Ella, but in that moment, she as gone as though she had never been there.

"...Glenn..."

Glenn leaped out of bed, "Who are you?" "How dare you intrude here!" "Return my love to me or by all that's holy..."

"...Wake up, Glenn!.."

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Glenn started awake, gasping as he sat up. The blanket that had covered his body fell to the foot of the bed, dangling precariously over the bloody floor. "The spear in my chest!" He reached for the wound, and found only unbroken skin. He moved the arm, testing it, and felt no pain. "As if it never happened..."

He looked about the room, noting the drying blood on the floor. His eyes moved to the fireplace, and he picked out the iron spearheads that lay among the burning embers. "But it did." He smiled then, stepping onto the floor. "Leene...thank you, My Queen."

As he spoke her name, there was a sudden burst of light. At the foot of the bed, a column of shimmering white appeared. From it emerged a translucent silvery Leene, a magical message. "Sir Glenn, you have awoken." "I have missed you my great friend, as has my husband and all at court." "Your life was in peril, but you have been healed." "The Lady Ella lies in her chambers, her hurt less than yours, but her body wekened by a certain malady." She paused a moment, "Glenn...I think I know why you've done these things, what the cause of your pain is." "Listen to me, please, things may not be as they seem." "In matters of love, there is only one true test." "Words and even eyes may lie, but the lips are ever honest." "Go to her, and kiss her." "Only then will you know the truth."

Glenn bowed his head, pondering the words. "The mere thought of my lips meeting hers...fills me with such anticipation that I scarce can stand." "Yet my heart dreads it...for in that moment, what if I sense what I fear?" "What if there is nothing for me there in her lips...in her heart."

For a few moments he was silent, then he raised his head. "Such thoughts...are not worthy of me, of a knight." "I am a man of action above all else, let my actions me by guide." "I will go to her." He turned and made for the door.

"Glenn!" The red-haired knight turned to see the magical messenger still present. "You are being true to yourself, and for that I am happy." The illusionary Leene then rather frankly looked him up and down, and got a small smile on her face. "Hmmm...I think that though all ladies in the castle would be appreciative...perhaps you should put some clothes on first?"

Glenn blinked, then looked down. He blushed brightly, "Y-Your M-m-majesty, I-"

The translucent Leene began to giggle, "Sir Glenn, I am just an illusionary message, you don't need to make excuses to me...but I thought you might act before you thought." She pointed to a chair, "I laid out some clothes from your saddlebags." "Now, get dressed and go to her!" With that, the spell ended, "Leene" bursting into a thousand trailers of light before fading altogether.

Glenn let out a relived breath, and dressed hurriedly. Once he was garbed, he stepped out into the hall, almost running into a shocked looking maid. "I beg your pardon, good woman." "Pray tell me, which way do the Lady Ella's rooms lie?"

The maid let out a stifled yelp, "Sir Glenn!" "You're alive!" "And moving!" She looked as though she wanted to touch him to make sure, but refrained from doing so. "Bless the Queen, sir, I never knew she had such magic."

Glenn smiled, reminding himself to be patient. "Queen Leene's magic is only that of healing and divination, yet it is strong." "Many lives has she saved, and I count myself among that number." "Now, please, which way to your lady's chamber?"

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He all but ran there, skirting around astonished servants on the way. Most had heard of how badly he was injured, and now here was a man they had thought on his deathbed, charging down the hallways! It seemed like an age before he reached her door. He took a moment to compose himself, then rapped softly on it. He heard an acknowledgement, and entered the room.

On his cot, lay the mage, apparently sleeping. Next to him sat the Lady Amelia, former apprentice to his love. Ella was on her magnificent bed, her face almost as pale as her hair as she lay there, as one dead. Glenn's heart was in his eyes as he looked at her, then he moved to Amelia.

"I pray you, Lady Amelia," he said softly, tears in his voice, "tell me that she only sleeps." "Her hurt was small when you removed her fromthe field...surely...surely it was not claimed her?"
 
Amelia was so happy to see Glenn that she had to restrain herself from leaping into his arms. But then as she spoke she looked to Ella and her smile became a frown. Before she answered him Alan awoke. He sat up and exhaled. He looked to Glenn and felt nervous because he remembered the threat that was made. He quickly got up and stood next to Amelia.

Alan motioned to Ella, "That is your woman that lays there. Not mine. She was willing to risk her life to tell you of her love. Go to her." Amelia stepped forward and rested a hand on Glenn's shoulder, "Sir Glenn, the condition she is in is due to a different kind of pain. A pain I can explain not. You will have to see for yourself. I think you know what must be done."

She stepped back and smiled reassuringly to Glenn. Alan draped one arm behind Amelia's back and gently squeezed her shoulder. She brought a hand up to hold his hand as they both looked to Glenn with hope in their eyes.

Ella slept deeply but dreamed. She dreamed of the love making she and Glenn had and then she dreamed of when she sent him away. She called to him in the darkness of her mind over and over again but he never answered. Even deep asleep a tear slowly rolled down from the outside corner of the eye closest to Glenn. Amelia and Alan couldn't have seen it becuse their position was behind the bed but Glenn could easily see into her face as she slept.
 
Glenn said nothing to Alan's words, his steel eyes resting only on Ella. He did not see the embrace of Alan and Amelia, their held hands, and the obvious truth that would tell him. The ache in his heart felt stronger than ever, a thing he would not have thought possible. It was as though levers had been wedged in the cracks, ripping the fractures wider and wider. As he watched a single tear rolled down one drawn cheek, and he fought back the urge to shed tears himself.

"Know that we yet have words between us, Mage." "I would not instruct you, a magician, in the ways of magic." "I assumed you had intellect enough to know that when it comes to war, I am the expert here." His back was to them, and they could see his hands clenching into fists, the muscles along his shoulder tensing. "Yet you all came forward when I asked you to stay back...her hurts, yours, and mine the only result of that decision." "To you I said, keep your fiancee safe, and you brought her to harm."

Glenn shook his head. "This matter is not yet settled between us." "I will speak no more of this now." "But the reckoning will not be long off." "Stay your tongue and stay your hand, for this moment...this you owe me, as the least repayment of the blood I have shed for you."

He moved then to the side of Ella's bed, gray eyes longing and grief stricken. One strong hand reached out to gently stroke her hair, then caressed her jawline. "Alas that it should come to this...that I should see such misery on one so fair and worthy." "Have I thought myself in pain afore this?" "Gladly would I suffer a hundred times such agony to save her from it." "Though to her it matters not...for by her own words...I am forgotten as all but an amusing distraction."

He knelt next to the bed, taking one of her hands in his own. "If this is to be my last time at your side, then so be it." "Visions, wise counsel, and the calling of my heart have called me here." "So much has been said, conflicting and contrary, that my mind is confused and my heart weary." "But this...this at least will temm me how things stand." "Words can lie, it is said...but lips are ever truthful."

Glenn rose slightly off his knees, leaning over her prone form. For long moments he studied her face, then he lowered his head, pressing his lips to hers in a desperate kiss.
 
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From the dark coldness of her dreaming state she felt warmth and then light. She knew it was him. Her love had finally come. Visions of all that had happened that realted to her and Glenn flashed through both their minds. Words that Glenn had not heard were now said. The truth unravelled like a cheap rug in his mind.

Visions came to show how she had lost her magic might. Then the vision of her casting a spell on him while he slept. The words were even audible. Then the sight of her laying on his cot and crying for him. The conversation between she and Amelia about her magic loss, her love for Glenn and a fear of his safety. Then the vision of Ella being told about Amelia and Glenn and her giving her blessing. Visions of her mourning the absence of Glenn by not eating found their way into the shared visions as well. Then the argument she had with Alan about fooling Glenn into thinking she and Glenn were getting married. Surely Glenn would see Alan in a whole new light now.

When the visions ended a golden light surrounded the bed and the two lovers. Ella was filled with more energy from this almost electrifying energy. She opend her eyes and saw his wonderful face as his lips still touched hers. She moved her head slightly to one side to break the kiss. She lifted one hand to caress his cheek and whispered, "I have always loved only you, Glenn. But, I was afraid." She looked to him with teary yet hopeful eyes as the golden glow surrounding them dissipated.
 
Glenn's eyes were laden with tears of sorrow, and grief at her suffering. "Alas!" "A sore test you laid on us both, My Mistress, lady of my heart." "So dire a one as to near break us both." "Yet I count it naught, and forgive you if there is any need."

He lifted a hand to press hers as it caressed his cheek. "My love has not wavered, nor will it." "I understand your fear...and tell you that it is of no worth." "For should you have all the magic and power of a milk maid, and the face of a crone, my heart will not forget your true beauty, nor the might of your spirit."

Glenn rose, boldly sitting on the edge of her bed, his eyes never leaving her luminous face. "There are other magics in this world, of even greater power than yours, Lady Ella." "If the power you possess wanes, then mourn it not." "For what replaces it shall make us both stronger than e'er we have been." "Let us instead celebrate our love every day of our lives, and make blessed our lives and those of our dear friends."

He would have spoken further, but he could find no words for the moment. Instead, he leaned forward, taking her lips once more in a passionate kiss.
 
Amelia and Alan were very happy at the scene that unfolded before them. They were both in awe of the arua that surrounded Glenn and Ella. They knew that is was truly a strong magic involved. And to see Glenn still so in love with her and full of forgiveness gave them both a sigh of relief.

Ella wrapped her arms tightly around the man she loved as if afraid he'd go away again. She returned the kiss with every ounce of passion she could muster. She wanted to feel him inside her now more than ever.

As they kissed Amelia and Alan walked over to the side of the bed. Amelia cleared her throat and Ella broke the kiss. She did not realize they were in the room and she was bit embarrissed as her eyes moved their smiling faces.

Amelia said, "It does my heart well to see you awake. And now that you two are reunited I hope you will both take better care of yourselves." She looked to Glenn, "Sir. Glenn, I am sorry you had to be tortured so. I often wanted to tell you but could not. I am pleased to see you well, in love and forgiving of Lady Ella. I pray you can forgive my part in it all as well."

Before he could answer Alan spoke up, "Sir. Glenn, I too despised what you were put through in the name of love. It made me angry to say the least. But, I was honor bound to Lady Ella. I think you now know that it is Amelia and I who are in love. Not Lady Ella and I. It is also Amelia and I who will be wed tommorow. I pray you can forgive my part in it all as well and attend our wedding as an honored guest right up front."

Ella was impatient and wanted Glenn all to herself right away. Her body was still tired and a bit frail. But, she still wanted Glenn to make love to her right then and right there. She chuckled, "If he can forgive me then I am sure he forgives you. I manipulated the two of you. I used you as pawns. He has no reason to be angry with you two." She looked to Glenn and winked, "We would just like to be alone for awhile. Just have a servant bring me some food in a bit. I am starving!" She leaned forward and rested her hand on his, "You harbor no ill feelings for them and will be at their wedding, correct?" Ella wanted to hurry things along so that their two bodies could meld together the way they were destined to be.
 
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Glenn smiled, rising from the bed, though he he kept one arm looped about his love's slender shoulders. "I find that what I had thought is untrue, rather than my foes...they have been my advocates." "I gladly forgive them any harm they feel they ahve done me, though I count it naught against them." "As you both have wished it for me, so I wish that you two shall be happy and your love grow."

He looked then to Alan. "Do not fear me any longer, for I hold no animus against you." "I shall count it a high honor to stand in witness as you take this most treasured woman to be your wife." "May your union be long and blessed."

He then bowed his head, and sat on the bed once more. "I do not wish to be rude, but I beg of you to give my love...My Mistress, and I some time with one another alone." He smiled, a fiant blush on his cheeks, "Sick have we been, in mind and body, but each moment in her presence heals me more than a thousand spells." "Please, I pray you, leave us for a time, unto each other."
 
Ella smiled to the others as they nodded and left the room. She looked up into Glenn’s eyes, “I love you, Glenn. I love you, I love you, I love you. I shall never allow you to be absent from me again. I was a fool. So much time was wasted and so much pain was caused.”

She sighed, “I have no magic now. Yet, you still desire me. I have no authority over you and you want me on your own accord. My body, heart and soul are bound to you. I am your woman. My loins belong to only you.” She brought a hand up to cup his jaw. She urged him downward into a kiss as she laid onto her back. She broke the kiss and said, “I still remember that last time. You made love to me like you’d never see me again. This time make love to me like a man who has found his soul mate.” She giggled, "Just be gentle. My body is still frail form mourning."
 
Glenn said nothing for a moment, merely letting his eyes wander over her. Then he caressed one pale cheek with a strong hand, "Do not lament what has passed, let us celebrate this moment now, and our future together." "I love you, Ella." "My Lady and My Mistress." "I am your man, and even when I had gone, I belonged to you only, and so I shall, until the ending of days."

He thought that she could find new magic, and rememberd well the strange magic she had used when last they had made love. But he did not speak of it now. The time for long words was past.

Glenn leaned down, capturing her lips once more in a gentle but insistent and serious kiss. For long moments he held her thus, then leaned back, his hands taking the edge of his tunic before he pulled the garment up over his head, muscle rippling on his bare chest as he cast it aside. He stood up off the bed, undoing the simple belt he wore, letting it and his breeches slide to the floor, stepping out of his soft shoes. He stood there for a moment, his naked body hers to see, to show his desire for her, and his trust. "All that I am is yours, My Mistress." "I cannot tell you the joy I have at baring myself to you once more."

He pulled back the blankets that had already fallen from her about half-way, sliding into the bed next to her. He took her into his arms, pressing her body to his in a firm but tender embrace.
His hands played lightly over her body, teasing fingertips along her hips, phantom caresses along the curves of her large breasts.

For long minutes, he did not more, letting the gentle, light touches of his hands worship the perfection of her body. Then he took hold of the dark blue night gown that so tantalizingly clung to her. His eyes stared into hers as he carefully pulled the neck wide, sliding it down her slender shoulders, peeling the silken cloth off of her, slowly exposing the pale beauty of her skin. "Such perfection in woman must come once an age..." He brought their bodies together, feeling that warm, electric tingle as thier skin made contact. "You are so beautiful, Ella."

Again he kissed her, his gentle hands now beginning to purposefully make thier way over her exposed glory.
 
Ella enjoyed every stroke of his hands. Every loving word he spoke felt like caressing strokes as well. She felt so in love and so loved by him that she was filled with happiness. Sheer joy that she had never felt before. The world around them seemed to stand still as they came closer and closer to joining their bodies.

Ella's back arched as he touched her nether regions. With a small gasp she purred, "Yessss...." Her own hands found themselves stroking his neck, cheeks and shoulders. Her legs spread wider as if begging him to enter her.

With passion burning red hot in her eye she softly said, "I am yours for eternity. Never have I loved or been loved such as this. Please, end the waiting. Take me. Own me." She nervously sighed, "Marry me."

Ella was not certain herself if her last words were a command or proposal. All she knew was that she loved this man more than the sunshine, the waters, the air.... Ella wanted to be his wife and she even had images of bearing his children.
 
The heat from her body was unlike anything he had known, it melted into him, soothing muscle and soul with it's blissful scorching. God in Heaven...How wonderful this felt...just to have her in his arms, to touch the glory of her perfect body. His hands lingered on her large breasts, gently but firmly caressing the firm flesh, rubbing her nipples.

She moaned beneath him, her arms tightening about him, her hands stronger now as they grasped and caressed him. He moved a tender hand down, ran it along the inside of her thigh, then to touch her wet, hot core. Her head went back, a hissing affirmation escaping her lips.

With passion burning red hot in her eye she softly said, "I am yours for eternity. Never have I loved or been loved such as this. Please, end the waiting. Take me. Own me." She nervously sighed, "Marry me."

It was both asking and commanding, and he felt a wonderful thrill at both tones. He felt such joy as he could never put into words, both for their union, and for being hers to order once more. "I will marry you, and bind us together in law as we are in soul...and in body!" He shifted his body, positioning himself between her legs. As if he was made to fit her, he could feel the throbbing heat of her entrance against the head of his shaft.

He looked into her eyes, his own passion burning brightly, then pressed his body forward. He let out a loud moan as he sank into the hot embrace of her sex, the pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. Her body seemed to pull him in more than he pushed into her, slowly, so slowly it was a sweet torture. "My love, My Mistress, we are joined at last," he whispered fervently, before softly calling her name as his arms tightened about her.
 
Ella held him tightly and lifted her hips to be closer to him. She moaned softly as his firm and familiar member pushed deep into her. She wrapped her legs around him and said, "I'll never let you go again." She then pressed her lips frimly to his as she gently urged him to push more into her with her legs.

Ella was excited that it was hard to contain herself. When the kiss was broken she said, "Oh my love. You feel wonderful inside of me. No pleasure could match to this. Reach my depths and release your seed. Make me a mother. The mother to your children."
 
Glenn moaned softly as her legs urged him onward, her arms loosening, and then tightening about his neck. He had taken her before, but not like this. Not in her womanhood, the hot core of her sexual being. The sweet feeling walls of her body seemed to cling and grasp his shaft into her, coaxing pleasure from every minute movement, heat flowing into him making him all the more entranced.

"I'll never let you go again," she said, before locking his lips in a feverishly passionate kiss. His lips embraced hers, as long parted lovers embraced, wishing never to part. Part they did, and as they did, she spoke once more, her words surprising and thrilling him, "Oh my love. You feel wonderful inside of me. No pleasure could match to this. Reach my depths and release your seed. Make me a mother. The mother to your children."

Glenn shook his head ever so slightly, his flushed face alight with love and pleasure. "My love, I will do as you say, but I pray that you do not become with child yet." To forstall any protest, he laid a finger on her lips. "Your body is weak, and I would not want your health endangered...our children will be a joy to us, not a burden." "You will be my wife, and mother to the heirs of our line, but remain patient." "When you are well, and we are wed, then will I ask you to bear our scions."

Before she could speak again, he slid his hips forward once more, moving all the way into her now, his scrotum pressed against her flesh. He closed his eyes, savoring the feeling. Gently, slowly, he began to withdraw. Heaven above, how good this felt! And how right! He wanted this to last long, for her to enjoy every moment he could give her.
 
Ella felt her heart flutter at his word. There was no doubt that he loved her. But, his words made her melt. She relaxed her body and surrendered to him. She smiled up to him and gently stroked the back of his neck with one hand. She was his woman and she wanted him to know it. So, she slowed her perfromance demands of him so that he could go at his own pace. So much time had passed that she didn't want to rush a second of their reuniting.

She used her free hand to tenderly caress his back. That same hand occassionally drifted to his back side. Ella remembered the energy she had used previously to enter his backside. Ella looked to him with a seductive look, "Lay on your back, Glenn." Strangely she liked the feeling of ordering him again. But, this time it was not just for her own reasons. She wanted to pleasure him.
 
Glenn's head rolled back as he slowly worked in and out of her body, an exquisite torture as he forced himself to move with such care. Her hands encouraged him, her light touch bringing him all the more pleasure.

He felt one hand drift to his rear end and linger for a moment. He felt a pleasant rush, recalling when last he had lain with her. Form her magic, she had called up a phantom energy, using it to enter him as he had entered her. The memory was sweet, and he purred slightly as the remembered sensation.

He opened his eyes to find Ella looking up at him with heavy, lidded eyes, and he felt his pulse begin to race even faster. "Lay on your back, Glenn." He felt a shiver at her order, and his heart swelled at being hers to command once more.

Glenn bowed his head, kissing her lips lightly, "As you wish, My Mistress." She was truly that, the owner of his heart and soul. He sighed with both enjoyment and longing as he pulled free of her, then rocked slowly away to lay on his back before her, his legs slightly apart, her juices still glistening on his shaft. He smiled a trusting smile, heat in his eyes as he waited to see what she had in store for him.
 
Ella knew he was close to orgasming and knew he did not want to release his seed inside of her just yet. So, she decided the let him orgasm in her mouth. She slid down to between his legs and and began to soflty lick and suck on him. As she tasted her own juices she smiled to him.

Ella then brought one hand up to his anus. She slowly pushed her index finger and middle finger of one hand into his tight hole. She knew he liked pleasure there and wanted to give it to him. She soon was fucking his ass fast with her fingers as her head bobbed up an down on his enlarged cock. When he arched his back and his cock throbbed hard she knew it was time. She swallowed his whole cock down her throat and furiously fucked his asshole. Then, she felt him cum down her throat. She then removed her fingers and slid her mouth off of his cock.

She looked up to him devilishly, "How was that my long lost lover?"
 
He shuddered and breathed out a staggering sigh as she sank her fingers into his ass. There was still part of him that was shocked by it, that felt it was wrong...but it felt so very good. Her mouth was warm, wet, and alive on his member, and he moaned loudly as she pleasured him.

Soon he could feel his orgasm building, and he arched his back as his cock swellled then spasmed, pumping his seed into her waiting mouth. She swallowed it all, her mouth still working around his cock, and he writhed with pleasure, softly calling her name. For a fleeting moment, he fouind himself wishing she had a cock that she might cum inside him as he wanted to do in her.

He was breathing heavily, and smiled with a faint flush on his cheeks at her question. "Very surprising, my devilish lady, and so very wonderful." He laughed softly, pulling her up to him and kissing her lips lightly. "I had forgotten how good you can make me feel." He kissed her deeply then, tasting the dregs of his own cum in her mouth, finding the flavor surprisingly tolerable. "I truly am blessed."

Glenn then rolled them both over, a shy grin on his face. "But I also remember our first time together...what I did, and how much I enjoyed it...and the pleasure it brought you." He kissed her throat, then the base of her neck. He slid down her body, taking a moment to stop and suckle at her breasts before moving further down her pale form.

His hands slid beneath her, cupping the supple flesh of her buttocks, as well as slightly parting her thighs. He looked up at her, licking his lips. Then he lowered his head to her hot sex, kissing her dripping pussy lips, then pressing past them to let his tongue explore her.
 
Ella moaned out from the pleasure he lover gave her. She could not help but grind her hips up to him. She grabbed the hair on the back of his head as if holdin him in place. She could feel her wetness smeared all over her pubic area. And she could feel the wetness on his face. She gasped, "Oh, Glenn.... Only you could bring me such pleasure."

SHe tried to fight of an orgasm because she wanted the pleasure to last. But, she could not fight it any longer. Her back arched and she cried out, "Oh, God! Yes!" Her orgasm resulted in a stream of orgasmic juices flooding from her. When her body finsihed twitching she was exhausted and more hungry than ever. She urged Glen to lay net to her. And then there was a knock at the door. Ella called out, "Just a minute!" She looked to Glenn, "Wrap the blankets around us please, I am exhausted but hope that is food on the other side of that door."
 
Glenn nodded, his face slick with her juices. Her orgasm had been powerful and long, and he had madly lapped up her cum even as it ushered forth from her sex. God, he loved the taste of her! It was still in his mouth, the warmth of her fluids still lingered in his throat, her rich scent filling his nostrils. He'd loved it when she'd grabbed his head, pressing him harder against her sex. Even more, her intense reaction pleased him.

Yet he was disappointed...he'd hoped to somehow summon the sexual magic that had come to her before...for he'd resolved that he would find magic to replace that which she had lost.

Glenn slid around behind her, gathering up the blankets and pulling them up around thier bodies. His strong arms pulled her close, and he kissed the junction of her neck and shoulder. "We are covered, love." "Would...Would you prefer if I went to my cot?" "I do not wish to leave your side now...but I understand that you may not want to be seen in bed with me like this."

In truth, he doubted her servants would be scandalized. Likely, they would be happy for thier lady...but he must keep her standing foremost in his mind at all times.
 
Ella sighed in pleasure as she cuddled up to Glenn. When he kissed her neck she smiled brightly. When he asked about his cot she sighed, "No. You are no servant. You are my man. I don't care who knows it. And I don't care who sees us in bed together. Caring about what others think about us will only serve to separate us again." Without waiting for him to speak she called out to the person behind the door, "Enter!"

A female servant entered the room and flashed a smile to the two lovers before looking down at her feet with the tray of food. She walked near the bed and stammered, "I-I heard Sir Glenn was still visiting M'Lady. We-we thought h-he may be hungry as well. I have brought e-enough food for the b-both of you. W-Where should I sit the tray?"

Ella could not help but giggle at the young girls embarrisment, "Over there on the desk. And thank you for bringing it. We are both indeed quite famished." When the girl sat the tray down she turned to face Ella but kept her eyes diverted, "Is there anything else either of y-you need?"

Ella sighed and smiled, "Why do you keep looking down. You know that makes me think a person has something to hide. Look at me." The girl did as she was told.

Ella said warmly, "There, that is better. Such a lovely face and beautiful eyes should never be hidden. Now, I know you see Sir Glenn in bed with me. Tell me, how does that make you feel?"

The servant smiled, "Happy M'Lady."

Ella cocked her head to one side, "And why is that?"

The servant girl exhaled, "Because every servant in this castle knows the two of you are meant to be. We all know what became of the two of you while you were apart. Lady Ella, we all thought we would lose you. We all care for you here as you always have us."

Ella sighed, "I see. And you know, you said all that without stammering. So, I believe you. Let all the servants know that Lady Amelia and Sir Alan will be wed tommorow. The decorations are for them. Let them also know that Sir Glenn and Lady Ella are engaged to be wed."

The girl giggled with glee, "Oh this is wonderful news, My Lady! Wonderful!" Forgetting proper etiquette she squeeled, "I can't wait to tell them all!"

She began to run from the room in excitement and Ella called out to her, "Close the doors to my chambers!" The girl ran back and closed the doors.

Ella rolled over to face Glenn. She stroked the side of his face that faced the ceiling with the back of her fingers, "I hope you are not offended my love. I am so happy that I wish I could stand on a mountain top and yell it out to the whole world. I love you Glenn. I never knew love was this grand. She gently kissed his lips and then said, "Mind bringing the food over my love?"
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Amelia and Alan sat at the dining table and slowly ate their food while chit-chatting. Alan asked with a chuckle, "I wonder what they are doing up there?" Amelia giggled, "I don't know what in the world those two madly in love, just brought back together, made for each other lovers could be doing."

They both shared a knowing laugh. Alan said, "It would be nice if we could have a double wedding tommorow. It would be nice if the four of us stood at the alter together." Amelia smiled, "My love, you have one of the most romantic hearts ever. I must agree that would be a lovely wedding. But, they will most likely need time." Alan nodded his head and they continued to eat.
 
Glenn listened unspeaking as Ella spoke to the serving girl. Her response put his heart at ease. There would be no one to call her reputation into question, and the people under her would rejoice at their union. Would his own? Mac Anu seemed so far away...his little sea town...it felt like years since he'd seen it...

He smiled up at Ella as she rolled on top of him, running a hand through the silvery locks of her hair. "Of course I'm not offended...I want everyone to know of our union as well." "So all the men of the land might envy me for my good fortune." "I only wish that I had a ring to give you...for the day cannot come too early that I am your husband."

He kissed her lightly, then sighed and rolled out of bed. In truth, he was very glad the food had arrived. His love looked as though she had not eaten for days, and he was rather hungry after the frenzied battle...and the passionate love-making he wished to repeat a few more times tonight.

He sat on the edge of the bed with the silver tray, carefully setting it down. He lifted the lid, and the heady aroma of a rich stew billowed out into the room. There was fresh bread with it, and a still chilled bottle of wine. "May I serve you, My Lady?" He poured her a glass of wine, then ladled out a generous bowl of stew for her. "Your cooks are excellent, love, I am certain they will have you at full strength in no time."

Glenn smiled then, an idea coming to him. He only hoped that she appreciated the gesture. Taking a spoonful of stew, he blew on it, then raised it to her lips.
 
Ella had never been spoonfed as an adult. But, she liked Glenn doing it. She felt cared for by him. He made her feel like she was the most important aspect of his life. She also felt protected. He was a fierce warrior. Yet, he was so gentle and loving with her. He was even willing to be completely submissive to her. He was everything a woman could dream of in a man and she had him. Ella felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

She ate the food patiently while he fed her. When she had her fill she said, "Thank you, my love. I am feeling much better. Now you must eat. After you eat I'd like to take a walk under the moonlight." She smiled to him seductively, "Maybe we can visit that fountain we liked so much before."
 
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