Mystery of Natasha Adirohja In Relation To Firobanzir The Great.

4: Occeanshore

   Prince Denning was delighted to receive the note from Firofine, Duchess Nadesh's note

"just need to let you know that I will be coming with my so spear, and if you try anything tricky, I will be the one to kill you, Prince Denning"

That was the beginning of the progress of the preparation to receive a royal counterfeit at his private location.

He had ordered his subordinates to put the occeanshore in elegant condition, the chairs where she would be received, magnificent  and a wealthy appearance, he tried as much as possible to stay away from Banzir, the eye way of all the Banzian army and the complications of his father king Fannice and Natasha Alimojeth, his soon to be bethrothed wife.

Gazerian occeanshore was his place of refuge. Prince Denning was a mysteriously stunning prince and was the captor of a Banzian virgin's heart.
   His unbelievable humility and humanly unspeakable charisma indescribably charmed the hearts of every virgin.

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   Nadesh walked into the oceanshore,  the breeze of the occean blew her hair in the direction of the wind,  she looked unspeakably goergeous in a white long winged gown.
   She walked over to prince Denning who had pulled out for her a seat in which she sat majestically. There was a cool aura in the atmosphere and about early in the night, the environment was dimly illuminated so as not to call for too much attention.

"My greetings to you prince Denning". Nadesh said as she sat, with so much composure and poise, she said a little at a time.

   "My greetings to you too duchess Nadesh, I am sincerely grateful for the honor of gracing my invitation with your presence. I promise you wouldn't have to use your spear..." . A smirky smile appeared on his face "there will totally be no need for that duchess Nadesh". He stared firmly into her face.

   "We have made your coming a significance, please make your orders as you wish", Prince Denning said, he calls out a maiden by name, "Supply us your stock please", "yes my Lord", the maiden left.

   "Tell me what is this significance of our meeting prince Denning especially here at an ocean shore?".

"How about we slow things down a bit, one thing at a time my lady" Prince Denning teased.

The occean brought a cold breeze to the occeanshore which gave the evening it's blessings.

  Prince Denning looked like a harmless butterfly that couldn't harm a flower, however, he has been known to have a historical record of cunningness and unpredictability in his tactics.

Nadesh however refused to fall for his facial and vocal convictions and decided to be on the look out for any schemes.

The maiden comes out of the kitchen on the shore with a group of other maidens who came to drop the different contents of food and drinks on the table and waited for the approval to dish it and gets a go ahead from Nadesh.

   "My Lady" Prince Denning started, I will like to share the evening with you and I believe there's something more beautiful about the Duchess of Firofines other than governance and politics".

   "I will like to have an intimate relationship with you, and have you ever imagined if you could be my queen one day?". She obviously realised the intensity of his question.

   "Queen?  Duchess Nadesh laughs. Did you really think I ever have been that jobless to imagine such thoughts.  By the way, why would you think that two ununited kingdoms like ours would go ahead into betrothing heritage?" She asked.

  "Because no one is not capable of not falling for love, my Lady, this may sound outrageous but I see it happening right now that you are not as tough as you seem. Its only a matter of time for you to submit. You cant be  complete without love".

 Nadesh sighing irritably "so what are you
insinuating? That you love me? Or you are one to determine the weakness of my life? You seem proud and boastful , I wont be tolerating any further words from you.  I am grateful for your invitation". She rose.

   Just then Prince Denning stood and grabbed her both hind arms so fast like a flash, he was so close that she already felt his breath on her, his overpowering strength weakens her hands, Nadesh stares at him, he looks into her eyes, a  passionate mutual eye locking for much longer seconds, then he frees her, her heart beat faster, she left.

   There was a silent message-like understanding that she comprehended while he looked into her eyes, not a message of dispute but more of a message to drop her feminine arrogance, she wondered within herself, this was the first time she felt submissive to a man of no compatriot authority over her, there was something about Prince Denning that was able to capture her submission.