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______ Has ruled over his kingdom for 50 years. Being only 150, he was nothing but a child when he took the throne. Now an adult, he rules with an iron fist. The humans have slowly destroyed his land without remorse.He has no choice but to go to war with the Humans, even knowing it could cause more destruction.
Alina is 110 years old, the turning age of an Elf into adulthood. Orphaned years back, _____ had taken her in to serve as an advisory to him. He could not have one of his kind roaming the woods alone like the humans allow.
Unlike the rest within the kingdom, Alina is not afraid to speak her mind to his highness, though it has gotten her into trouble at times. She dabbles in magic never really being taught. _____ takes the initiative to teach her in his spare time, leaving rumors to spread around the castle.
There relationship is a close one, however they both know their place, and both are not afraid to be stubborn with each other. How will their story play out?
Need _______. Dark Elvin King 1x1
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Alexi shook his head and tapped his fingers on the solid wood table. He had extremely long elegant fingers with perfectly manicured nails. The echo of his tapping and their silence reverberated through to the farthest corners of the room. Alexi's one visible eye closed, hiding it's brilliant blue color. [b Who would have thought this beautiful young girl would grow up to take your heart?] There once was a time, years ago, Alexi would spend his summers visitingbtje central kingdom. He remembered Alina playing childlike games with some of the staffs children. He would tease her. Calling her by her full name, Catalina. She was maybe 10. How quickly 12 years come and go. His own daughter would have been 8, if she had not died with his wife, the late queen of the North. Sighing once more, he looked upon his brother with a sad smile. [b There is an old lore... a verbal history spoken in song. Mother's sing to their babies whom cry in the bitter cold winters of my lands. It speaks of young man, lost in the frozen wilderness, who meets an angel, and bestows her magic to him. She tells this man of A lover, who he needs to find before winters end, so that her heart does not freeze over. Long story short, he's too late, her heart frozen in time, but her magic bestow onto him. And he became the first of my bloodline. They obviously never touched, but magic passed through even after death. So...I do believe what you tell me. ]
Daeron's eyes lingered in the direction that Alina had left, waiting for a word to call his attention back to Alexi. His eyes quickly focused on the other body in the room, the only one. They were alone and because of that need, Daeron was guessing that reason Alexi had sent Alina away. Taking a deep breath as he listened to the man speak. He felt his heart race slightly, but kept his body and emotions completely still. He knew what had happened and that was the last thing he wanted.
Taking another deep breath, filling his lungs completely before allowing the air to escape slowly. Daeron shook his head. [b "This matter is not to be discussed. I understand your concern, I do dear brother, but I don't have the power to change anything. I need Alina with me, sometimes I swear she knows more than I do about taking care of a kingdom. I won't let her out of my sight, for she had already been threatened once. She is safer here, beside me and my kingdom will be able to push through this war with her help."] Daeron glanced around the room for a moment before returning his gaze to Alexi.
[b "Her magic is almost as strong as mine, even before anything happened..."] He wouldn't say it out loud, but he knew both Alexi and he understood what he was hinting at. [b "...We've shared magic. That doesn't happen, before that connection is made, at least not in any of the books that talked about it."] Daeron smiled slightly, concern in his eyes. His brother was right, it was risky and he could very well end up like Alexi. Although the thought of sending her away willing was too hard to think of, Daeron was sure that she was safer with him and he wasn't about to change his mind.
Alina walked behind the two men a few feet back. She watched as they interacted with each other and she couldn't help but smile to herself. Alexi nodded his head, leaving his perfectly white hair to fall past his shoulders. [b Ah yes, if you wouldn't mind Daeron, a light snack would be marvelous.] Alexi looked back at Alina she smiled. [b Lady Alina, could you do us a favor and show my servants where they need to be. There is something I do wish to speak with King Daeron about in private before the meeting] He have her a beautiful smile. His skin glowed like an angel, even as his eye was covered by a silver leaf patch.
Watching as Alina and the servants left them to be. Alexi sighed and looked to his old friend. [b Is it smart to have your Finace so close?] Tilting his head the young man sighed with worry. [b It's written all over your face when your eyes meet.] Looking around to make sure they were clear if listening ears Alexi spoke once more. [b You've already bedded her. The magic between you two is strong. It will easily be read by others with such gifts Daeron. You must be careful. ] Alexi had lost his first love to a predicament very similar to theirs. His lover sent away, and he forced to marry another woman who later died in childbirth.
[b Don't end up like I brother]
Daeron walked into the arms of the king that stood before him, they wrapped their arms around each other for a quick moment before returning to their respectful personal space. [b "It has been a long while indeed."] He muttered with a slightly nod, [b "The center kingdom is good much improvements."] He didn't describe much, for the matter at hand was the war that all the kingdoms knew about, but only talked about behind closed doors. They didn't want to worry the people more than what was needed. He took a deep breath and smiled as Alina was mentioned. He was impressed by the speed of the word, it has traveled far. And it seemed to be taken as good news. A slight hint of pink rose to the king's cheeks, but not enough to be highly noticed. He looked towards Alina, taking in her beauty once again. She would soon be his.
[b "We are grateful for the gifts Alexi, please lets head inside."] Daeron wrapped his arm around his brother's shoulders. [b "It's been a long journey for you, we can get you a seat and something to snack on before our meeting fully commences."] Daeron motioned him, Alina, and the remaining servants inside the castle walls. The servants moving in an organized chaos as each kingdom knew exactly what needed to be done to ensure that everything ran smoothly.
Looking up at the man before her, her heart began to skip. It fluttered and raced against her breast bone. He was graceful with his every movement. Even as he faced the door, his eyes looked their corner as his lips turned up into a smile. His grace, his manerisims, his speech, everything about this man drew him to her. She loved him, and she couldn't wait for the day, they would stand together, and officiate themselves as man and wife. However, once more he became her teacher and Alina looked down with a blush filled smile. [b My magic still frightens me at times, the more powerful it becomes, I wonder just how I will control it....I promise not to run from it though]
Looking forward Daeron pushed the doors open and before them seemed to be the whole Northern Court, alone side his own personal servants. Alexi, King to the North, stood with arms wide open. [b Daeron...It sure has been awhile. Years I believe. How is my brother of the central kingdom?] Understandably the two were not brothers by blood, but brothers by rule. Alina moved past slightly as to guide the northern servants through with their bags and many gifts for Daeron's table. Alexi looked over to the young female and smiled. [b Ahh, is this Alina? My wonder how have you grown. Come here darling Lady Alina, I've heard wonderful news.] He looked to Daeron and winked. [b Thus the reason for the gifts] as he waved his arm, the long crisp white sleeves of his gown flowed gracefully around him. A silver crown graced his forehead as his silvery white hair lay past his shoulders.
So many thoughts swirled his mind. The thought of Alina beside him, but at the same time it was like she wasn't there at all. They were so close, so much closer after the night before, but yet they were further apart than they have ever been. Pausing at the door, hearing the footsteps beside him stop as well. He glanced in her direction as she reached up and quickly pull away. A sigh escaping his lips, as his eyes looked down to the medallion she wanted to fix. [b "Don't apologize, my dear, you're taking care of me as you always have."] He muttered as his hands straighten out the medallion that hung around his neck. [b "Please don't let the pull of your magic stop that, as your magic strengthens you will feel it against mine even more."] He smiled at her as he turned to face her. [b "Don't you ever let the strength of you magic show, or hinder you in any way."]
He spoke to her as if they were in a magic lesson, like before, when there weren't any feelings..... or at least the feelings weren't known between the two of them. [b "We both have a different and powerful hold on magic, they will fight each other or embrace each other. Either way, you must be prepared for that push or pull."]
Turning away from her and towards the door, taking a deep breath, he finally pushed it open. A kingly smile forming on his lips as the light from outside lit the doorway. His eyes scanned the scene, the North always brought a ton of people to the castle doors. He was an extravagant man, who was always flashing his riches anywhere he could go. Daeron and him were opposites, even their appearance were completely different. Daeron had the dark raven black hair, with the light silver blue eyes, where [insert name here] had the whitest of hair and the deepest emerald green eyes to be seen.
The young woman was about to speak when the sound of heavy doors broke their silence. Looking back she saw a young male peek his body in just enough to give his warning. As quickly as he came, he was gone. Daeron stood from his seat as Alina looked upward his direction. Nodding she too stood and smiled gently. [b Before you My Lord] she whispered as she followed him put the massive oak word doors. She walked quietly beside him as they made their way to the courtyard. Her light steps were accompanied my his heavy heal-toe echo. She found it hard to stand a distance from him. To make sure her gaze did not linger in his direction. If she had thought the tension between them was heavy before their night filled of esctisy , it only grew more painful knowing he could not touch her, and she as well to him. Rolling her eyes she bit her lip. Kicking herself in the back she shook her head. This was going to be much more difficult then she had planned. Before they were to step out into the courtyard Alina stopped. Finally she looked to Daeron's side. She took one final look over, as she made sure everything was in place. She was about to straighten a medallion that lay upon his chest when their magic began to pull at each other. Quickly she lowered her hand as not to have her King lose focus why they were there. [b My apologies] She said as she stepped back. Taking a deep breath Alina shook her head with a smile. Reaching for the door she paused. [b Ready My Lord?]
Maria nodded with a loving smile upon her lips as she listened to Alina. [b “I will do all that I can Miss.”] she muttered before she motioned her out the door then continued on her morning duties around the king’s room.
Lifting his head as she spoke, he nodded and smiled at her. [b “Thank you, my dear.”] he muttered as thoughts filled his head. How was the kingdom to the north doing? Are they have as much struggles as he was having here with the humans? Has there been people there that has betrayed the kingdom. He shook his head as he brought himself back to the room. [b “No need, I’m fine. You’re fine. A physician is the last person I need right now.”] he spoke as the doors opened and in entered a servant.
“The King of the North is pulling up my Lord.” He spoke before slipping out of the room quickly.
Daeron bowed his head slightly as the news. Standing up straight as he brushed his clothing downwards. [b “Shall we? My lady?”] he spoke with a small chuckle, making his way towards to door to greet the visiting king.
Alina watched as her King left the room. A light smile spread across her face. Her mind was fogged with the feeling of being loved. Looking over she could see Maria, a basket in her hand, taking the sheets from the bed to wash. Alina picked up the skirts of her dress and turned to Maria. Sighing, she gently placed her hand on her shoulder. [b Miss Maria. I just wanted to say thank you....] her voice grew silent as her mind began to wonder. [b I'm.... I'm worried. I fear the other servants will...be unaccepting of my relationship with the king. I fear...they will only see me as a woman who married him for his power. I just hope...you can quell some of the growing rumors. I must go leave for the meeting, just know...my attentions are true.] Stepping back, she bowed her head and walked out of the room to the meeting hall.
Entering the empty room. She could see Daeron with a stressed expression. She had seen that expression before. He was frustrated with his dwendaling memory. Setting her book down, she sat next to him. [b My Lord....we're meeting with the King to the North] she looked at him with worried filled eyes. [b You're Majesty...] She whispered not knowing if there were prying ears. [b Let me seek a physician... it's becoming more apparent.]
He nodded in agreement, turning towards his full length mirror for his last check for errors before he thanked Maria humbly, pressed his lips softly against Alina’s forehead, and disappeared through he giant doors that led to the hallway. He walked quickly through the hallway, he knew well enough that keeping anyone waiting was disrespectful and he didn’t need the eyes of more people in his direction. He entered his empty meeting hall and sighed softly. Muttering to himself, “this is going to be one long day...”
He made his way to his chair, not so much a throne but it definitely stood out among the rest. “Damn it Alina,” he muttered as he rested his hands against the table trying to remember what was suppose to be discussed at this meeting. He had a terrible memory, but no one other than Alina and Maria would know.
The young woman couldn't help but feel uneasy. Letting another view evidence of the actions she and her lover partook in the night before. As she was dressed, she slowly and gracefully stepped out of the closet. It was then her eyes met his. The eyes that had drew her in in the very beginning. And the eyes that filled her with passion the night before. Smiling, her cheeks blushed red. It was already high noon however it was time to begin their day midway through. [b Daeron...you have a meeting this morning with the kingdom of the North. I will be with you shortly to greet him. However....I think it best we leave separately. ]
[b No need to be embarrassed Deary, I’ve seen it all.] Maria Muttered softly as helped her undress and redresssed.
Daeron grabbed the last piece to his clothing, it acted like a royal cape. But had more of a stylized look and was easier to move in than the normal ones for it didn’t drag on the floor and was more light weight. He took a deep breath as he glanced at himself in the mirror. Perfecting the clothes that complimented his body perfectly.
He grabbed the silver bracelet that he always had and wrapped it around his nicely placed ponytail and securing it in place. He allowed a sigh to escape from his lips as he turned around from the sound of people exiting his closest.
His eyes scanning the two figures but stayed fixed on the one he called his. A small smile forming on his lips from the sight of beauty in front of him, but a slight pain hidden in his eyes from the punishment he felt by not being able to touch her.... all because he touched her....
Alina smiled and looked at him through the silver polished mirror in front of the couple. [b I've had lots of practice.] She laughed softly and looked up as he turned to face her. Her heart quickly stoped in her chest. His gaze heavy, looking down at her with wishful eyes. If they were to keep their promise, the couple would have to keep away from being in close or confined proximity.
She took a step forward and began to close her eyes. Her lips wished to find their way to his. She wanted his warmth his touch, and she found it hard to obey. Then, the sound of the door opening brought her back to reality.
Stepping out Alina walked behind the changing screen and looked at the older maid. She knew there were marks upon her body from the night before and felt a little embarassd. Closing her eyes she turned and let Maria help her undress so the new one could be put on.
Smiling to himself as she entered his wash room. He was relieved, though at the same time it was hard knowing he couldn’t have her again. He knelt down, allowing her an easier ability to move his hair as she needed. [b “Thank you.”] he whispered as he watched her skillfully pull his hair back into his normal hair due. It was perfect. [b “You have more practice in such a skill than I do.”] he chuckled softly before he got to his feet again, turning around to face her.
He wanted to take her, pull her close and kiss her. He wanted to touch her, feel her, smell her. But he couldn’t.... the sound of the main door opening and closing pulll him out of the wash room. He smiled softly as Maria had returned with another dress. She walked right into the closest area to prepare the pieces for Alina to put on.
[b “Maria is here, my dear. “] he motioned her into the closest. And took a deep breath. Soon that could be him in there with her... but for now he was stuck out here. Waiting.
Alina didn't respond to his apology. She she was honest with herself, she wanted it as much as he did, even with her being a virgin, her body knew instinctivly she wanted him to take her. Feeling his lips press against the cool skin of her hand she sighed. She would have to pretend like nothing had happened between them. She would have to hold in every desire she had for her king.
Watching him walk to the wash room she could see him struggle with keeping his hair tied neatly. Smiling with a bit of a chuckle, Alina stood and walked into the nature inspired wash room. [b May I?] She whispered as she let his hair fall once more. With her fingers she lightly combed one side straight, lifting just enough hair from above his ear. Bringing it to the center she Did the same to the other side. With a small leather tie, she wrapped the two ends together at the center and smoothed the rest of his ebony colored hair behind him. [b There.... I know this is a job for Maria...however, I hope to take her place...as your future bride. At least with these innocent matters]
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