The Queen In Red

The Queen In Red 1

With her eyes still shut, Feng Jiu woke up groaning from pain, with a splitting headache and dry throat she wasn't sure why she felt so sore. She tried to move her body but winced as a shot of pain ran down her back and into her legs.

Feeling hot and sweaty, Feng Jiu kept her eyes shut and reached out hoping to find the water Migu would typically leave for her only to feel warm skin.

Opening her eyes in shock, she turned her head and saw a sleeping figure. Her eyes were slowly trying to adjust to the brightness of the room. When the person came in to view, her eyes widened in shock. The Whitehead deity she knew so well, was half-naked with his bare chest left uncovered from the quilt.

Panicking, Feng Jiu quickly lifted the blanket and saw she was just as naked. Confused, she tried to recall what occurred the night before, and as the evening's events came to mind, the tears streamed down her face while the anger and shame from her actions, overwhelmed her.

Still in tears and trying her hardest not to make a sound lest she wakes the sleeping deity, she slowly rolled over and pushed through the pain. After slowly pulling her soft raven hair out from under him, she sat up on all fours horrified to see blood smudged throughout the sheets and on the quilt, her stomach dropped remembering she had lost her virginity. A small sob escaped her mouth.

Trying to calm herself, she took a quick look at the room. Although she had only been in there a couple of times, she knew she was in his bed chambers, 'How did we get here, Were we not at The Grove?' She thought to herself.

She crept while gnawing her lower lip to distract from the uncomfortable pain rubbing between her legs. Until she felt him stirring behind her, she clenched her eyes shut after hearing her name.

Dong Hua was surprised he was having such a dream; he wanted her to turn around "Jiu'er?" But some of her hair had tickled his arm. He realised it was not a dream. She was real and sitting naked on his bed.

An unusual feeling of confusion washed over him. It had been over tens of thousands of years since he last felt unsure. He was always aware of what was happening around him. He tried to form a question, but his unintentional stutter angered him. 

"Why are?....... Why did? What have we?........ What have I done?" The guilt and anger that grew towards himself came across as rage, whereas Feng Jiu believed it was all directed at her.

Reacting to his aura, she felt afraid and ashamed, Feng Jiu disappeared in a mist and appeared on the floor at the foot of the bed, fully naked and sobbing a little louder, lifting her hand to stop him from coming towards her as she felt him turning to try to pick her up.

Pulling back his anger after noticing her reaction, he realised she was afraid. He was utterly disappointed in himself for making her feel that way and materialised his robe to himself. He turned to allow Feng Jiu the privacy to dress. Hearing her sobs, he could feel himself wanting to turn to her but stopped when he too, remembered how they got into that situation.

Dong Hua could not hear any shuffling behind him, so he turned to see Feng Jiu on the floor kneeling, and although Dong Hua was angry, he did not like that she, a Queen and the woman he knew he loved kneeling. Indulgence was not a luxury he could afford when the weight of the realms laid heavily on him. 

He had to end this as quickly and cleanly as possible, knowing it would hurt her, and even more, it killed him to do so. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard her speak.

"Dijun, I truly am sorry for what happened, I don't know how or what possessed me to do what I did, but I am so ashamed. I am sorry. I gave something I can never get back and even worse, I have shamed Qing Qiu and dishonoured you."