Chapter Four
Makao's P.O.V
I still couldn't believe that Prince Alexander had let me keep the wolf pup, and that in return I was to go to him at night. I could only imagine the things that he wished of me, but I knew the main reason, he wanted my body. I was scared though, I had never been with another, let alone a man who could order my death in an instant if I displeased him. These thoughts plagued my mind all through dinner to the point where it became difficult to swallow pass the lump of panic that had formed in my throat. The presence of the small wolf pup in my lap was the only thing that was keeping me sane. It was nice to be around something familiar, something normal, something that reminded me of home. This small ball of fur, asleep in my arms, was the most normal thing to me in this strange land that still tends to surprise me with its odd ways.
Today for example, in my home land even if they were royals not of our country, our warriors would still treat them with the utter most respect. Here though, the knights speak to milady as if she is a mere commoner. It angered me greatly, and I had to restrain myself from yelling at them, or attacking them with teeth bared. I knew though that if I had acted on instinct, all though I would have been able to take them all, it would shame milady and ruined the chances of combing the countries. So instead I gritted my teeth and only slipped once when they insulted the wolf by calling it a beast.
It hadn't all been bad though, a nobble heart was lost to the arrow of an ignorant knight true, but I managed to save this wolf pup. And I must admit, I quite enjoyed the Princes lips against mine. It had sent a chill throughout my body that I have never felt before, but one that I hoped I would again feel when I met the Prince in his chambers. Thinking about it now, made my body tighten and caused my member to harden in my pants uncomfortably. These were all new feelings that both frightened and excited me, but feelings that I knew I didn't want to go away. So when it came time to meet the Prince, I left the guest servants chambers, my wolf pup in arms, and began making my way to the other side of the castle.
When I got to the door, my heart sped up. Was this a good idea? What if I was caught? They would kill me for sure if they did. What would happen to the Prince though? He must know that he is putting himself in just as much risk. Closing my eyes I chased those thoughts away. Breathe Makao, you are of ancient blood, do not quiver in fear of risk of death, stand your ground then plunge forward into battle. Even if that battle is reaching up too knock at the door of a Prince who confused, surprised and interested you. Building up my courage, I reached my hand out and knocked upon the door. I then waited for his response. It took a short while, but then he finally gave the order to come in. I took a deep breathe, but then opened the door and looked in.
Prince Alexander's P.O.V
I lay in bed, the book that I had found in my room from earlier that day in my arms. I was now reading about the ancient lands of here where mighty dragons roamed the skies breathing their lava hot fire down on their enemies. On the next page was a giant gold dragon with which a man sat upon. It was painted in the most beautiful ink, and it sparked to life all the stories my father, the king, had told me before he died. He use to go on about how in the ancient times, men would ride dragons as if they were noble steads, and go into battle in the skies. He said that when the lands were divided and war broke out it brought an end to the mighty beasts and left the people of the land feeling numb with loss.
I was getting so engrossed into my imagination that when I heard a knock at the door, I, at first was annoyed at being interrupted, but then I remembered my deal with the princess's man servant, Makao. I put the book down and spoke out, "Come in".
The door opened, and in walked the servant, the wolf pup still in his arms. As the servants eyes landed on me, a blush rose to his cheeks, as he noticed that I was lying in bed. A small smirk came to my lips, "Put the pup down and come here."
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No Prince Charming (BoyxBoy)
Roman d'amourThe Prince is being forced to marry the neighbouring countries Princess, but he has no interest in her at all. In fact, he has never fancied girls. He preferred males, and when he meets the Princess’s man servant, he becomes intrigued. He is stunnin...