The healer smiled at her and said, “They are dragons, Lady Meryl. They will heal before morning.”
“Oh!” Meryl jerked her eyes wide but with relief. It was surprising to know about their healing abilities but her thundering heart settled.
He handed her a bottle of paste and said, “Apply it if they don’t heal.”
She nodded and then walked out with the two on her heels like her sentinels. “Where are we going to sleep tonight?” she asked. “Your bedchamber is a total mess, I guess.”
“Our bedchamber,” Brishor growled. “And there are many rooms in the palace.”
“Good!” she said. “Then you boys can break more furniture,” she took a jab at them.
Chezzal grunted
Meryl gulped, her breath still not steady but the moment those words came out from Brishor’s mouth, she felt she needed more. She looked down at Chezzal. His lips glistened in the dim light of the hearth. He moved up and lay beside her. He lifted her head and placed his arm beneath it. He took her hand and wrapped it around his shaft. It was swollen as hell. She looked into his pine green eyes and started stroking it gently. Brishor kissed her thighs and then separated her legs to kiss on the inside of her thighs. He kissed and nipped his way to her sex. Her hair over there was wet and damp. He took his nose there and inhaled her scent. She was intoxicating. His mate. He parted her lips and then blew warm air there. When she bucked her hips for his mouth, he growled in approval. At first he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked it hard. He took his finger to her core where he rubbed her gently
Brishor looked at Chezzal. The feeling they experienced when Meryl said that she was not going to live more than a hundred years—it sliced their hearts with a jagged shard. “And you both look so young even though you are hundreds of years old. I will start losing my youth in a few years. My skin will become wrinkly. Will you still like to stay with me?” asked Meryl, doubting their conviction about mates. “The fact that you both are not getting older means that you are immortal, but the truth is that I will die.” Chezzal shifted uneasily in his place, while Brishor placed his palm on her cheek and brushed the soft skin with his fingers. “We will find a way to make you immortal,” he said in a quiet voice that was etched with worry. She laughed as if to dismiss his notion. “How is it that you both
With arms locked together, they crossed one street to another. Chezzal leaned down to whisper, “It seems that you are the center of attraction.”“Yes, a mortal amongst them, I guess,” she said in a low voice. “I am definitely the odd one out!”“That’s just a part of it. The fact that you are with me also makes a difference. The king and I are the two of the wealthiest and most sought-after bachelors in this city. You wouldn’t know how many unmarried dragon females and females from other kingdoms have been competing for our attention,” he boasted.She shook her head. “Gods, you are such a braggadocio!”“I am not bragging, but you can’t imagine the number of debutant
Meryl was dressed in a lovely white dress with pale blue accents and golden beading and flowing sleeves. A two plated gold choker covered much of her neck. Bangles of gold glimmered around her wrists. The maids made her wear matching anklets and her sandals were soft, padded and golden. They left her auburn hair open and wove tiny gold beads in them. A thin circlet of gold leaves crowned her head.When Hesalth finished, she stepped back to admire her handiwork. Her eyes were moist with emotions and she said with a sigh, “Oh, Lady Meryl, you look so beautiful that not a single woman in this kingdom or the other can compare. You look much more gorgeous than Queen Penny, and that is saying something.”Meryl chuckled. “You just like me too much, Hesalth.” She really would have loved to meet Penny if the circumstances were right,
Jealousy spiked in her chest and she felt like pulling Brishor from there. But comprehension struck. Why should she be jealous when— She turned her gaze away to look at the couples dancing in the center of the hall. They looked so graceful and beautiful together. The dragon females were exquisitely dressed. They had such pronounced features and were taller than her. She was perhaps the shortest in the entire crowd and perhaps the most petite. Inadvertently, her eyes went back to Brishor. She saw that he was accosted by more courtiers and Tere and her friends had stepped away. All of a sudden, she noticed that Angus pointed in her direction and spoke in low whisper to Tere. She smiled and dipped her head slightly in acknowledgement. Angus went to Brishor while Tere walked in Meryl’s direction, and Meryl was totally flabbergasted. Dread grew in her like cold waves. She watched the confident gait with
“Oh, wait!” Morana intervened. “Once he breaches your virginity you will have more rocky nights. He loves to have sex with bound and gagged females. He will tie you up in ropes and all,” she said waving her hands in the air, “and then hang you up in the ceiling and have sex with you.” She fanned her face. “Gods, it is so hot!” She swiveled her head to Meryl. “I have heard that Chezzal also loves all that and more.” She smacked her head. “I am sorry to have revealed all that to you and not leave as a surprise.”“Royal slut!” Rene tittered. “That sounds like a nice name for a woman like you. Meryl, the royal slut,” she said, writing the words with her fingers in the air. And as she wrote the words appeared in golden dust that disintegrated the moment the words completed. She leaned forward and curled her fin
Why was she hearing her father’s voice or was it just an illusion? The fingers gestured to her to follow them. And so, Meryl followed. Mesmerized, hoping for a miracle, she followed for a long time till she was deep in the forest. The fingers pointed to her left, and an icy burst of surprise surged in her when she found herself looking at the blue sizzling ring of the portal. She stifled an excited squeal. When she looked back to thank the shadows, there was nothing present. She pressed her hand to her mouth and realized that the shadows guided her. She giggled and then without another delay, she rushed towards the portal. As and as she inched towards it, it started to sizzle all the more and grow in size. Meryl came to stand right in front of it and the portal was as tall as her. The blue lights of the portal shimmered on the snow and the forest around her shone dimly. The effect was riveting. She
Meryl peeked from her place around the edge of the stairs. When she looked straight up, she saw her stepmother, Lady Judith. Her hair was a mess. She loomed over the railing so steeply and dangerously that with one push she could topple down. It seemed that she had too much to drink, but she never acted like this before. This was more than just drinking. She seemed to be on a high. Her face was looking haggard even from her distance. Judith swayed and danced away from the railing with her hands up in the air, humming a song with her nasal voice that sounded like a crow’s call. Once again she came to the railing and bent over it dangerously, the decanter in her hand turning parallel to the ground and spilling its content. She stood straight all of a sudden and took the decanter to her mouth and chugged at its contents. Judith threw it down the railing and wiped her mouth with her sleeve.