The Dragon Kings and the Prophecy [SAMPLE]

4 - Blessings

Everly POV

The night at the EverMate Ball was quite festive. After lots of mingling, booze and pleasantries, the night was about to get busy.

Lucian and I were in comfortable silence watching over all the festivities. Or should I say I was watching all the creatures interact and stuff their faces, hell I had no problem stuffing my own face. This food is magical, literally actually. The food is made with a magic powder. It gives it extra zing!

A Fae in a tux walked over to Lucian and whispered in his ear. They conversed in whispers, and I couldn't help but just stare. Lucian caught my gaze and squeezed the hand he had been holding.

"Darling, they will be announcing the new mate couples shortly. It is a tradition to present your fated or chosen mate to the King in attendance for a blessing. As my Mate and future Queen, I would like you to stand beside me. After all, I will be announcing you as my Fated Mate."

Say what now? Um okay, don't panic. Think lovely, wonderful thoughts. Maybe he has some pixie dust, and I can fly away to NeverLand. Rainbows. Holobooks. Porn. Puppies. Pandas. Yeah, Happy thoughts.

"Darling," Lucian says lightly, caressing my hand with his thumb. "Penny for your thoughts? Your heart is racing." Shit. Fucks. Balls. Oh might as well tell him.

"I..I'm scared," I stutter out. "I'm only 18 Luke! Barely 18 at that! I wasn't even supposed to be here tonight and now you are saying I must be a Queen. I...I don't know the first thing about being a leader. What if I mess up? What if no one likes me? I mean I'm human for elders' sake! I'm like a.." my spiraling out of control rambling is cut off by Lucian kissing me fiercely. His hands cup my face gently and I moan while I part my lips, granting his deeper access with his tongue. His soft lips mold with mine and I totally lose my concentration.

When he breaks the kiss. We both have swollen lips and again the panting, my lungs burn as I inhale oxygen.

"You are my mate. I will always protect you. You are going to be a great Queen. The deities would not have paired us if they did not believe you were worthy of the status. All you need to do is sit there and smile. Nod your head in acceptance when they look to you." He places a few kisses on the back of my hand and I squeeze his fingers in acceptance.

He leans a little closer to me, his warm breath tickling my skin. He whispers into my ear "I love hearing my name from those lips too. I can't wait to hear you shout it when you are under me." He pulled away with a smirk on his face and clearly found it amusing when my eyes practically bugged out of my head and my face became like a strawberry! He redirects his attention back to the Ball but not before sending me a heart shattering wink. Damnit, why the hell does he have to be so eye candy delicious?!

A few minutes later, the familiar banging of the staff can be heard, drawing everyone's attention to the stairs and the announcer.

"It is time for the Blessing of Mates. His Royal Majesty King Lucian shall receive each new couple and give the Dragon Blessing on behalf of the entire DragonFire Clan." The same Fae I saw earlier boomed his voice for all to hear.

The entire ballroom remains silent as a sea of eyes, in every color, turn to the thrones and set their sights on us. I gulp the invisible bubble in my throat. So many colorful eyes. I turn to Lucian for comfort, and I see him staring at me. He squeezes my hand once again and gives me an assuring smile.

I barely know this guy, yet I feel so safe and happy with him. I give him a small smile in return and try to tame my racing heart by taking a few deep breaths.

A few servants come bustling around us. A few red velvet pillows are placed in front of Lucians feet on the step below where the thrones sit. A line is forming at the bottom of the stairs. A small army of Demon guards come closer and take positions to stand around us and in front of the crowd. The Fae announcer and another Fae, probably an assistant, stood at the base of the stairs, talking to the first people in line.