The Lost Heiress of Avalon

Chapter Twelve: War

"I will never, my love, never!" I exclaimed.
The doctor came in and examined Ryden, "The infection you had has not cleared fully yet. You have a mild case of malnutrition as well as a few cuts and bruises." The doctor looked at me and signalled to the door. We walked over to the door and he removed his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "He needs to rest. He must be given an elixir for the infection and he needs to be looked after for a couple of days. He is rather malnourished and needs to try and pick up weight," the doctor said, "I will have my assistant pop by tomorrow morning with the elixir and the ointment for his cuts," he said and walked over to his bag. He gathered up his gear and left.
Clara locked the door behind him, "will you please prepare my bedroom for us? Also, warm up some snacks and drinks and bring them up, " I said and sat down next to Ryden, "will you also draw a bath for him?" I asked her and she nodded, leaving us alone.
"Ready?" I asked him and patted his knee.
"Yes, love," he said and took my hand in his and stood up. We walked to my bedroom and I sat down at my desk.
Clara finished drawing his bath as he entered the bathroom, "do you need me to wash you as well?" She asked him, "that will not be necessary, " he replied and she nodded.
"Anything else you need, Princess?" She asked as she walked over to the door.
"No, that will be all," I said. She curtsied and left. I got up and locked the door behind her.
"Need any help?" I asked Ryden as I leaned against the door frame.
He looked at me over his shoulder and winked, "from you? Always," he replied and waved for me to get in.
I undid my gown and it slipped down to the floor, pooling at my feet. I walked over and climbed into the bath as well.
Ryden grabbed my hand and lowered it into the water to his member,  he was hard for me. I closed my hand around him and pumped him from root to tip. He laid back and watched me as I milked him.
When he neared his climax, he stopped me, "No, the next time I cum again, will be inside of your sweet, sweet cunt," he said and I smiled.
"That can be arranged," I said devilishly and winked at him.
I leaned closer to him and kissed his lips. I climbed on top of him and lowered myself onto his cock. He painfully filled me to the brim, but once he started thrusting into me, the pain became a pleasure and I soon forgot of it.
I rode him slowly and gently until we both came, crashed our lips down on each other's and kissed until our orgasms ceased and all life was drained from our bodies.

We got out, dried ourselves off and slipped into our sleeping wear.  He put on a pair of boxers and a lavender-coloured silk nightdress with lace straps over the shoulders and a pair of black silk panties.
I finished my facial routine and he went into the bedroom. When I stepped into the bedroom, he got all sorts of snacks from the tray and set them up on my bed. We had a lovely picnic and he told me all we went through. I brought him up to speed about my mother and the fact that we still do not know who did it.

Tryamon

I was awakened by a desperate hammer coming from my bedroom door. As I stretched my hand out, the bed next to me was empty. I sat up and rubbed my eyes with the heels of my palms, "Carter?" I asked,  but received no answer. My eyes shot open and I realized he is back on Earth.
The knocking got louder and I stood up grabbing my robe, "just a minute!" I yelled and slipped it on. I tied the belt around my waist and opened the door, "yes?" I asked and cast a puzzling look at Levi, he looked me up and down and licked his lips, "it is, uh," he said and ran his fingers through his hair, "it is Ryden's father," he said and looked down at his feet, "he requested to see you," he blurted out and looked at me.
"Me?" I asked, "yes, Princess," he replied and smiled at me. 
"Okay, let me just put on some clothes," I said and he nodded, "I will wait out here," he replied as I closed my bedroom door behind me. I threw on a pair of grey leggings and q baggy t-shirt and slipped my slippers on.
I opened my door and Levi leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, "Alright, let's go," I said and we headed into the infirmary.
I found Ryden's father sitting up on his bed reading a book. When he noticed us entering, he closed his book and sat it down on the table beside the bed.
"Welcome lost child, " he said and patted the bed, "come, sit. Let me see you," he said and I walked over to the bed and sat down at the edge by his legs.
"You probably have a lot of questions?" He asked and smiled sheepishly.
"I do, but things are so busy that I just go with the flow and follow everyone around," I replied and sighed. He placed his old crooked hand on mine and I looked up at him and smiled.
"Your homecoming was not by accident," he said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
His expression turned dark and his face pale. He pushed his thin lips together and stared off into the distance.
When he looked back at me, I could see the daunting look that flashed in his eyes, but an instant later it disappeared and he closed his eyes, "your home coming means-" one of the nurses came into the room and took his vitals "everything looks fine," she said and looked at me, "do not stay too long, Princess. He needs to rest," she said and turned on her heel walking outside.
"Means what?" I asked him as I removed my hand from underneath his.
"War"