The Lost Princess

XXXII

Ashlyn

Peter and I got down from the balcony, and were escorted to the reception hall. There were about a hundred tables with comfortable seats and silverware. Peter and I, my parents, Amelia and William, Jonathan and Lily, and Rose and Aaron sat at a high table with Peter and I in throne-like chairs.

The feast was magnificent, with filet mignon, fresh salmon, salad, squash soup, and a million other delicacies including a five tiered vanilla wedding cake with buttercream and beautiful intricate flower designs made from edible pearls. Soon, the feast was over and Peter and I were wishing off my family. I have my sisters hugs and promised to write to each of them every day. I even gave a little kiss to my future niece/nephew. Everyone rode off to their various carriages and set on the journey home.

Peter and I were shown to our chamber. It was a large room with creme and gold colored blankets, linens, and curtains. There was a large bed in the middle of the room with about twenty pillows fluffed up and waiting. Peter took my hand and dipped me, laying kisses all over my cheek and neck. I giggle, "What do you want my king?"

He smiles, "I just want you Ashlyn. You and no one else." He continues to kiss me passionately as I kiss him back.

***

I woke up to the bright sunlight hitting my eyes. My head was laid on Peter's sculpted chest, his hands running through my hair. I smile, remembering the contents of last night. My first time was filled with moans and kisses of people who were madly in love. Peter opens his eyes and smiles, "Morning beautiful."

"Good morning handsome," I respond. Peter lifts me off the bed and we walk to the bathroom. There was a huge tub ready with warm water and a lemony fragrance. Peter walks out of the bathroom and tells the team that we would be taking a bath together and to come back in fifteen minutes. He walks back into the bathroom and locks the door.

Peter walks towards me and kisses my cheek before pulling off my silky white nightgown. My breasts hang low and Peter kisses each of them softly. I then kneel down and pull his pants off of him. He smiles and pulls down his boxers as I pull down my panties. We sit in the tub, my back to his chest and he washes me. I turn to look at him. His emerald eyes were shining bright and I laid a kiss on his lips.

"Ashlyn, if you keep kissing me like that we'll never get anything done," he whispers. I giggle. We finish our bath and dry off. Then the team dries us off and gives us simple clothes to wear. We arrive at breakfast with Mia, scarfing in eggs, bacon, sausage, and home fries. Afterwards, Peter went to his office to sort out some paperwork. I, on the other hand, walked around the castle. I had two escorts with me. I explored many of the halls and saw some gardens. Then I came past it.

It was a huge pool with crystal blue waters. The view showed the beautiful mountains of Amster. It was perfect. I turn to the escorts, "Send someone to bring my swimsuit." The escorts nod and in a couple minutes I have changed and stepped into the pool. The water was nice, drifting a little on the cold side. I dived under, my hair flowing back underwater. I poked my head up and admired the view.

I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist and a breath on my neck. I smile and turned to face Peter, who smiled at me. I turn around and Peter starts nibbling down my neck to the collarbone and starts sucking. I moan into his affection. He smiles and then turns me around, placing a kiss on my lips. I giggle and kiss him back feverishly. He then picks me up and walks us out of the pool. I laugh and continue to kiss down his neck. He carries us into the bedroom and sets me on the bed. Then he shoos the guards and locks the door.

I love my husband.