When Dark Meets Light

Surprise, surprise

     The king burst into his eldest sons room, and as he suspected, his son was enjoying some special attention from one of the many wenches in the castle. Only his son would dare disobey his summons, for the pleasures of a women's body. He didn't know whether to be proud of his son or enraged for his lack of respect. He was his best warrior, and his cruelty towards others was known well throughout the kingdom. Yes he was proud of  his son, but it was time the boy learned some boundaries if he was to one day become king.

     Tristan heard the door to his chambers burst open. He only paused long enough to noticed who the intruder was. When he noticed it was only his father, he continued taking his pleasure from one of the chamber maids in his fathers castle. He felt his father approach his bed, but he wasn't paying that much attention to him, his mind and body were on more important matters. And even if he wanted to listen to his father the chambermaids sounds of pleasure would not have allowed him too. She still hadn't noticed the kings presence and his close scrutiny to their actions. Just than he felt it he was about to release, he withdrew himself just in time to spill his seed upon the sheets. Once he caught his breath he left the bed, not the least bit ashamed of his nudity, and grabbed a robe from the floor, putting it on and tying the cords around his waste. He then turned around to face his father.

      The wench was still on his bed but now she was cowering under the covers from the view of the king. From the look on his fathers face he seemed to be enjoying her discomfort. Tristan walked up to her and yanked the covers off. He pulled her off the bed and ordered her to dress. While she dressed he once again turned to his father.

" What was the emergency father, that you felt the need to almost break the doors to my chamber and interrupt my private entertainment?"

"Did you not receive word of my summons or was my page lying when he informed me that he had delivered the message?"

" I received your summons, but I was in the process of beginning a most interesting encounter in my private chambers. And you know me, once I begging I must end it as well." The king laughed at his sons statement, his son reminded him too much of himself.

" I have important matters to discuss with you in private. Get properly dressed and meet me in the war room." And with that the king left his sons chambers.

     Tristan was about to head over to retrieve his clothes when he noticed the maid standing near the bed staring at the sheets. Most likely the evidence that she no longer was a maiden. He had completely forgotten about her while he spoke to his father, now he just wanted to get rid of her as quickly as possible.

" Must you stand there and stair at the sheets. Remove them from my bed and remove yourself from my chambers." She looked up almost with tears in her eyes but she knew better than to shed a tear in front of the prince. He would only treat her worst. So she did as he commanded and left his chambers.

     Once the doors were closed once again, he quickly dressed and made his way towards his fathers war room.

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     After Damian and I had our little celebration in my room, I took a shower and got ready for work. On the weekends I worked at the towns library. I liked working there for two reasons, one i loved to read and two it was the best place to avoid contact with other people. I ran down the stairs and waved goodbye to my parents as I grabbed an apple and my keys from the counter.

     I reached the library and parked in my usual spot. I got out and locked my car while heading towards the library's entrance. Mrs. Webber was at the counter but she wasn't her cheerful usual self. Seen her that way I just couldn't help and walk towards her. As I got near her I felt the waves of sadness hit me that I almost burst out crying right than and there. But I forced my self  to calm down and made it to Mrs. Webber.