The Maiden's Song (draft-editing)

Chapter 31 Too Real to be True

Chapter 31      Too Real to be True

            Prince Alasther released the little girl’s hand he was holding with tenderness.

            -“Thank you for telling me where I could find her. Here take some gold coins you can take to your mom.”- The prince spoke to the girl dismissing her as she ran with the coins away. The handsome prince walked towards Am who left the book on the tree’s root and stood up quickly. She couldn’t believe what her eyes her seeing. He was there, in front of her. It was too real to be true.

            - “My sweet Amalthea…”- He kissed her in her hand with so much tenderness she could feel a hot current flowing up from her hand to her spine and made her shiver. Her heart pumped so fast in her chest she was afraid she would faint. The prince continued speaking.-“How have you been? Are you feeling better?”- The prince looked at Am with curiosity. He didn’t know she wasn’t still being able to talk.

            Am’s eyes watered. The gorgeous prince was in front of her and she was not able to pronounce a single word. She tried to mimic an “I can’t talk” body expression. Fortunately the prince understood. He embraced her in his strong arms as he spoke.-“Oh, my dear, you are still ill. You have lost your voice… I know it will come back again. I will consult the kingdom’s healers to find a cure.”- Alasther spoke with so much affection in his eyes that Am felt she was melting in this cold winter day.

            -“Am I am happy to know that you are alive. I suffered imagine you dead. You cannot imagine my anguish and despair. But you survived and I can’t be more delighted and grateful with life…-“Then he saw the golden cover of the book reflecting the subtle shades of the sun.-“… What were you reading? Let me see. –“He grabbed Am’s hands and leaded her to the willow tree again. He asked her to sit as he grabbed the book and started reading the poems in the book with a perfect stress and intonation. He read the love poems with so emotion that it seemed he was reciting them instead of reading.

            They sat for an entire hour and Am listed to the prince as he read poem after poem. She was spell bounded by the moment. Any woman in the kingdom and beyond would kill … If she wouldn’t know… for sharing such a romantic and precious moment with the gorgeous prince Alasther. The soft cold breeze from the north blew and the birds chirped in the willow tree’s branches… the sky was blue and she was with him… nothing and nobody else mattered for her now.

            The prince left the book on the floor as he sat down next to Am. He took once again Am’s hands as he told her.-“You are so beautiful…”- Alasther leaned a little bit forward and now a few inches separated both faces. –“You are the most beautiful creature in this world. When I saw you for the first time in my birthday I thought you were an angel… and I still think you are…”- Am was static. The prince was telling so much beautiful words, it was too good to be true. Of course she couldn’t talk, yet she wanted to say… no, scream a lot of things to her prince.

            Prince Alasther closed even more the distance between their bodies as he continued talking softly and tenderly. –“Am, I’ve should say this before… I’m in love with you… since that very first time I met you, I’d love you. I wake up every morning thinking of you and I sleep every night dreaming of you… You can’t imagine the hell I was sunk in when I thought you were going to die… and my suffering seemed eternal when I was forced to marry a woman I didn’t love… but now I have you and I won’t let you go.”- The prince embraced Am in a passionate kiss. First softly and then more ardently… and more ardently. Am intertwined her fingers in Alasther’s hair pulling a little as their bodies convulsed in that passionate kiss.

            Alasther moved his hand from Am’s hair, to her neck, then down her spine as he caressed the lowest part of her back making her body shiver. Am felt like floating as her body was now being laid back on the grass carefully by the Prince… even though she couldn’t utter words… she wouldn’t be able to She was spell bounded by love an passion… yes love… this must be love… now she was sure she was in love; and passion… this kiss, this whole moment was true passion.

            Fire was emerging from their bodies. Am could feel her delicate parts turning moisten and a rich pain in her softest area was making her legs tremble. Prince Alasther’s member grew hard as he was almost atop of hers. His hand was now pulling her skirt up as he caressed her knee. Thir tongues were wrestling fiercely inside their mouths. They were gasping and moaning in excitement. She knew the moment and the place was wrong, but she was not able to stop him. She craved for more…

            The prince reacted promptly and he rose up. Then he helped Am to get up from the cold floor too – It didn’t feel that cold in that ardent moment. – Both were panting. Am rested her back on the willow’s trunk as the Prince looked at her fixatedly. –“ Am… I beg your pardon. I disrespected you with this behavior… I love you and I don’t want to put you in shame. I don’t want no body to gossip and throw dirt on your name because of me… But you make me feel things I never felt before…”- Am was looking at him. There was nothing to forgive. She felt exactly the same now. But she knows he was right. She couldn’t imagine the face on her mother if she finds her on the floor with the prince atop of hers like a moment before. –“I think it is better for me to go or I couldn’t be able to restrain myself.”- Now he was kissing Am on her forehead. –“I love you my sweet… the next time I’ll come would be to propose you to be my wife… I swear it my love. You will be my wife… you will be my queen.

            Am watched as Prince Alasther disappeared riding his horse. She managed to walk, yet she still felt like floating. She put the book back in the shelves and then walked to her dormitory. She was going to get some water to refresh herself. Her body was still sizzling with the moment. Her hair was disheveled and her face was still flushed… She closed her eyes in front of the mirror to recall the ardent minutes under the prince’s embrace. This was totally different from her previous experiences. Both kisses with Maik and the duke felt good. She enjoyed them, each one in a special way. However, the kiss with her prince was something beyond extraordinary. Her body was still shaking with the memories… She needed to pour some cold water or she was not going to be able to compose herself before her Mamah returns… But something it was certain… now she had made her choice and she chooses to love her prince…