Mahnu, An Immortal's Journey

Chapter 47

For a number of minutes, there was no talking between both King Richard or Mahnu.

They stayed in each other's embrace until Mahnu was able to stop trembling and sobbing...

Pulling away from her, King Richard moved a piece of her hair out of her face and gently looked at her...Finally coming up with an idea!

Sighing, King Richard asked, "Tell me about King Jeffery."

Mahnu was silent...

The King picked up the bowl of 'soup', as he continued, "My grandfather...Was he a good King?"

Finally, her hands were slack by her side, instead of clenching his clothes, and King Richard put the spoon in front of her mouth.

"He wasn't the oldest...Right?"

She looked at the food and then stared at him, still not speaking but finally opening her mouth for the food.

King Richard silently cheered to himself for getting her to eat. Filling the spoon again, he spoke again, "His elder brother was the King but didn't have any children, so my grandfather became the next King."

Even though King Richard had initially wanted Mahnu to talk, King Richard rambled on as he fed her more and more food.

And as he told Mahnu everything that he knew about his late grandfather, Mahnu continued to eat but stayed silent.

Feeling lucky, the King realizes that she had eaten all the food and he chuckled, "Do you remember?"

Picking up the water, he drank some and then took her head gently in his hands and kissed her.

He hadn't expected her to not just take the water but then to continue to kiss him back afterwards. But as she deepened the kiss, he returned it, unable to help himself. He was a man after all!

Being close to his beloved woman was if not the first best thing in the world, it was followed closely after by being the second!

Mahnu's hands went to his head and her fingers went through Richard's hair, making him feel like he could be swept away...

King Richard moved one of his hands down to her waist and cuddled her. Bringing her up to a better upright sitting position, he pulled her closer to him. So easily he was taken by this woman in his arms...

When their lips parted, both were breathing heavily but stayed very close, making their hot breath mix together. With this, Mahnu felt the warmth...She felt better being close to Richard, like he was a shield against her mixed emotions...

Again, it was like her hands and body had a life of their own and it was obvious that they desired this man, just like the first time they had been intimate together. Willing to do as her hands and body pleased, she continued to let herself get taken away by this special man.

He kissed her again softly and she continued to kiss him back, while moving a hand inside his robe.

He knew now was not the time to become so intimate, but he couldn't stop her, or himself. Her desire and his desire had already connected, and he felt like she needed to be close to him. That perhaps, he himself would be some kind of medicine for her. To that thought, the King could just happily oblige her and hoped that she will soon be herself once again.

If it stopped her from crying, it was already something that he could happily do...As her crying face hurt him, making him unable to think of his friend at all.

He knew he was hurting, but at the moment Mahnu's tears wiped this certain worry away for now. He also wanted her to know that he did not blame her for his friend's death. He did not blame her at all!