The King's True Queen (Completed)

Chapter 13. 1810

Two weeks after Charles was put to rest, it was the evening of the blood drinking ceremony. Thankfully, Alexander and Serafina wouldn't have a large gathering of spectators, only a small number of guests could attend. The entire ceremony would last approximately 10 minutes from start to finish. After that night, there would only be the crowning to take place before their bond was sealed completely.

Standing at the altar, Serafina felt anxious. She knew the required amount of blood she needed to take from Alexander was three mouthfuls, but she didn't want to hurt him. She knew he didn't want to hurt her either. But there was no other way for them to take the blood from one another then to bite the neck. She swallowed hard, her hands resting and Alexander's beginning to shake.

Alexander was just as nervous as his wife, never having done anything like this before. He didn't want to cause Serafina any pain or discomfort, but he knew the blood drinking was part of the process. There was no other option but to do it. He took a breath, knowing there was no other choice for either of them. He squeezed her fingers gently, trying to pour every ounce of love and strength from his body into her own.

The minister spoke a few words before turning his attention to the couple. "My king and my queen, it's time for the two of you to perform the blood drinking act. Remember, only three mouthfuls. No more, and no less. You may either do it one at a time or together. Which ever you feel is best."

Serafina and Alexander exchanged a glance, no words needing to be said between them.  They knew which option was best. Exchanging a tender kiss, they moved their lips to one another's neck, took a breath, and punctured each other's skin.  They held one another tightly, their eyes closed as they started drinking. One mouthful, and then the second, and then the third.

The crowd watched with held breath as the king and queen slowly came away from one another, their eyes glowing vibrant blue and teal. They smiled, knowing that the bond had been formed. There was no denying the power Alexander and Serafina possessed.  And that power was only going to grow stronger once the coronation occurred.

Alexander and Serafina smiled at each other, kissing sweetly when no one was looking. They had done it, performed the binding act with perfect ease and trust. They could feel the power flowing through them, could feel their emotions swirling around in one another's hearts and heads. But they knew there was one more piece of the puzzle to put into place before the power they shared was at full height. Exchanging another sweet kiss, they turned and made their way out of the chapel, climbed into their carriage, and settled inside. All they could think of at that moment was one another, and the fire that needed to be quenched.

Once they were in their chamber, Alexander and Serafina nearly ripped the clothing away from their bodies, the fire and desperation for one another all too consuming. Their lips came crashing together as they fell to the bed, their bodies becoming intertwined moments later. Passion consumed them, love overwhelmed them. They knew the time was going to come for them to take the throne, but at that moment, all they cared about was each other and nothing more. When they finally came to a delicious release, they collapsed to the bed, panting and holding one another tightly. Exhausted and satisfied, they closed their eyes and fell asleep.