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ACROSS THE DIVIDE
World Discovery

By R.J. Lynn

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Across The Divide by R.J. Lynn Published by Lulu Copyright© 2012 R.J. Lynn ISBN: 978-0-557-57219-9 Cover Artist: RomanceNovelCenter Editor: R.J. Lynn All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews. Due to copyright laws you cannot trade, sell or give any ebooks away. This is a work of fiction. All references to real places, people, or events are coincidental, and if not coincidental, are used

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Prelude
City of Java, March 2050 Mark Devlin is male arrogance personified. Everything about him was overdone. his From the way to to he the fit slicked day. wavy one locks,

high fashion suits he dons every Every tailored with perfection. He was never one to shy away from telling you that he was Gods gift to women. LeAnn could understand why he felt that way; she wasn’t blind. He was one of the most beautiful men she had ever laid eyes on. So the reason behind his pursuit of the likes of her was baffling. They were opposites in every way. Where he was tall, she was short. He was out going, she could barely squeak out a word. He came

from money, and was use to getting everything he wanted. She on the other hand was not; which is why he was determined to have her. He just couldn’t grasp the fact that there was a woman out there that didn’t want him. His determination to prove

just that was unrelenting. He knew she wouldn’t be able to resist him forever. No woman has ever stood up against his charm for long. Mark the gym, had too a long LeAnn’s lean body

full of strength. The man lived at disgust. There was nothing more harmful to the ego then a man who without a doubt naked. His cool brown eyes were no better with a flick of gold that made them sparkle. His hair so brown it looked black until it was looked better then you

caught

by

the

light.

All

of

it

complemented his rich golden skin; skin that denoted something other than tree. just Damn white him! in He his was family just to

pretty. This dark Adonis wanted to be hers? No. If it were not for her lack of interest in him he wouldn’t have given her the time of day. No, he wanted to stroke his ego with a worthy challenge. After his more than LeAnn a month of to

attention

decided

give him a try. A girl could only hold out for so long. There were worst things that could happen to a girl then have a handsome young man vie for your attention. Still, he wasn’t LeAnn’s type. She liked a hardworking man, a man of honor and loyalty, a man like her father. Mark was none of

those things. She doubted if he ever worked a day in his pampered life. Then he surprised her by showing up to the Devlin Gallery where she worked. His fancy eyewear glinting in the sun, his tan suit draping him just right. Always looking like he stepped out of a GQ magazine. She was surprised to see him holding a single lavender rose. How did he know those thorn-less beauties were her favorite?

CHAPTER ONE
Mark made short work of her that day. a to All it get took of her him was cosome recruiting workers couple

information on her and he knew he could handle the rest. Having supreme confidence in being a man who knows how to close the like deal. any LeAnn but other might she women. not was be just easily charmed

Powerless

against thoughtful sentiment. Mark’s evident after satisfaction that rose was

business

she folded like a house of playing cards. After tonight he would have satisfaction in knowing he could seduce anyone, even her. He would take her to the best restaurant in town, then maybe a walk in the rose gardens in the

park. She looked like the type who would love that he though sardonically. *** The sun has fallen and moon light dances on pavement now slick with of rain. The glow Aside of street the out. lamps hum, as they light the path empty it walks. had been from rain with beautiful of

The air had been warm and filled the perfume spring flowers. Still unfortunate. furious; she the LeAnn had rain was been socked was clearly to

the bone by the time they made it to the steps of her building. Mark couldn’t body, be on the other to hand see

more

pleased every

how her coral dress clung to her showing off curve.

“Maybe such small a thought

seducing chore as he frame. Her

her after

wouldn’t all?” upon straps no

be he her now

looked The

wet

struggled to stay up on her damp shoulders. bodice longer hiding her from him. He could now see what it had covered fell clearly. from The her skirt body that away earlier

now hugged her shapely thighs. She was all soft curves and God help him but he liked it. The moonlight that caressed

her caramel skin only added to her allure. It made her look golden in the light. Like a storm goddess come to life. Soon his delight with to the an

disagreeable

weather

came

end when the rain began to pound at them, so hard he couldn’t see the vision that stood in front of

him. He had never really looked at her before tonight, and now that he has he knew he had to have her. Not him. just He’s to prove body never so he been can, it one but of to he because deprive his demanded

himself

something

wants. Why start now? *** LeAnn didn’t hesitate to

offer him sanctuary until the rain settled down. Her naiveté made her endearing, peers. beside He the but tonight she would regret not being as worldly as her having weather other on things, mind, his

obliged her kind nature. He stood in a pool of water in her living room, not wanting to spread it any further than that. Her place had a warm and cozy feel to it, just like her he noticed. All soft colors and prints with

shades of pinks, purples and greens, but mostly purple. That must be her favorite color he thought absentmindedly as his eyes locked on to the vision of coral at his side. *** LeAnn, wholly noticing his She eyes never

covering her body making her feel uncomfortable. had a man in her place before, it always felt to intimate an act to commit excused bedroom in to her tiny place. to rude It quite was She her most to herself, and running

change.

uncomfortable, like a 20st off

ogle her so openly. “God I sound century her prude,” of Laughing feelings

discomfort. Still, the man had no shame. LeAnn was without She could a doubt his scandalized. feel

eyes her came Her

follow spin. had to back hair

her No

bring more

chills than

up

five LeAnn needs. at

minutes

passed still

before his wet

address

was

but

least her clothes were dry. *** She wasn’t in that dress he had She become had so found of anymore. something to erase changed into

less…faltering,

hoping

the desire she saw in those golden eyes a moment ago. As she handed him a towel he didn’t notice she was wearing a baggy T-shirt and jeans. His mind was locked on the memory of her in that dress, and how it clung to her lush body. Coral was his new favorite

color. He couldn’t feel the cold creeping up into his bones as he

stood there shaking. He only felt his need to see more of her, to touch her. He wasted no time in pulling her to him. “What the hell are you doing? You’re all wet.” She said sounding exasperated. “I asked you up here to be kind. It wasn’t an invitation for you to try and take advantage.”

He let her go, but only to defuse her objection to his embrace. She stepped back and ran behind the couch that stood behind them. Towels clutched in hand. As she did so, he was peeling his tan blazer now, off, slowly then his shirt his with belt. surprising speed. He walked to her undoing Grinning at her, not once taking his eyes off her. LeAnn was panicstricken.

You try to do something nice for a person, and they return the favor by trying to take advantage. She moment say it. There arrogance was in no missing tone when the he thought it but the at nerve the to

didn’t

have

his

said, “you might as well give me what I want, you know you want it. So why don’t we skip the good girl act, for now.” “Don’t be a fool,” fear

riding on the back of every word now, “No means no. SO NO….” “Stop being a tease.”

Sounding smug as he sent his shoes flying to a nearby corner. “Tease?!! You unbalanced

overgrown trust fund baby! I don’t want you. I never wanted you. This was a pity date, nothing more. And

since you don’t know how to behave you can leave. I believe you know where the door is.” gritting it out with enough venom and contempt to ward off the most determined of men. At least she hoped. It had no to such get effect what on he

Mark. He was single-minded in his determination wanted even if it was by force. That last dig only seemed to get him furious. The taunting grin he wore was now gone and his face was hardened. The smile he gave was anything but friendly, a baring of teeth more than a smile. Now Mark was between her and the door, she had trapped herself perfectly up against a wall. She wasn’t ready in the least to give up yet. She could either try to keep him circling the couch until she

could

get

close

enough

to

the

door. Or, make a run for it and hope she’s faster than him and he won’t her give chase to half get naked. away In she eagerness

chose the latter. Unfortunately made landed fell. earlier. her He in was of her Her his for her she only she take No the only

slipped on the puddle of water he efforts arms as to

quick

advantage she being

clumsiness. up against them

sooner did he break her fall was pushed couch that separated

moments ago. Her face planted in the seat of the cushions, her ribs buckling under the pressure at her back as he laid into her pinning her down. Her screams of protest were muffled. She felt him pull at her

pants forcing them down around her knees. chest. She could feel was her heart pounding like a caged thing in her Everything amplified and compressed at the same time. Like being in a vacuum. No sound no feeling just fear. She needed to breathe; she need to breath or she was going to pass out. Breath muscle in just her breathe! body was Every locked

tight and her arms flailed to no avail, she hit nothing but air and then her world was starting to spin in to blackness. *** Mark was having little

success in his mission as well. In his hast he had not thought about how taxing it would be to hold her down. Or how hard it might be to find her wants he had her where he wanted her.

The was in

strength

of

his as

desire his You my

falling frustration, BITCH! as he

fast “Damn Fucking worked

frustration mounted. Mark screamed you! with stupid plans,”

himself

furiously at her back. *** LeAnn had fought all the air out of her and past out. From lack of air or calm or both. When she woke she had no concept of time passing. wooden She laid of on the the cold floor surface

between the couch and table afraid to get up and find that Mark was still there, but he was gone. The quit was deafening. After a moment her ears started to ring and the only thing she could hear beyond breath. the spinning in her head was the raspy in and out of her

Her

arms

and

waist

were

purple and blue; her breaths were shallow, still finding it hard to take in air. Her ribs ached with pain. Movement and even the it sooth was unbearable. were of ice Before Between her thighs ached as well, abrasions visible, could not bruises touch away.

the dawn came again she would see to her broken rib. But damned if she would recount what happened tonight with anyone.

CHAPTER TWO
Its lone lunar 11:09 and aside from a

fire

cracker No

lighting doubt by

the the the

night ski, all is quite this new year. was disturbance the chatter caused her

mischief of young drunken men; as beneath window suggested. The to mock lights her. when that Now from Even she she their the will would deeds shadow not. be been in one her

dance on bare bedroom walls, as if celebrates Cannot. to the

She has resigned herself fact

alone this night and every night here her other after. mind, having At of knew only of considered tainted. knowing who least

person

secrete. She had fled her home, her

family, her friends, and had not been in contact with them for some time now. And for what? To be alone in her misery? No, she did it to spare them the shame she had felt. She loved them dearly, but could not face It’s into she them been her after nearly what two happened. creeps every her. The from the shame of it and her forced people to her she up time

years. Yet, the terror of it still consciousness her eyes. closes

The bitterness it caused consumed

places help

loved. She had hoped this drastic change would forget and maybe erase the pain she was feeling. Sorrowfully a difference in scenery would not change the damage that had been done. No longer desiring the touch of a man. Now she equated

companionship with pain, men with fear and love unreal. Her purity had been taken with force. Leaving her battered, bruised, distrustful and full of fear. This wrong would have to be bearded; she would see no justice for what was done. It was a man’s world and women just lived in it. Who would believe a poor women little he black girl over a wealthy playboy who could have any wanted and did, LeAnn thought bitterly. Every time she looked at a

man she saw him. She couldn’t help but to think the next time might be worse, the next time might kill her. The long hours by herself with only her thoughts to keep her company, the solitude only seemed to magnify she a her memory a of it. Keeping her fear very much alive. Still, wanted husband. family. All her Children,

dreams

of

a

happy

ending

were

gone. How could she trust a man ever again? It just seemed so out of reach. LeAnn punitive had always from to been him a was

daddy’s girl. So this self imposed separation hard was now particularly his health handle. him,

Especially after hearing word that failing but she couldn’t stand the thought of the look of disappointment on his face if he ever found out what she had let happen to her. That her innocence had been

taken because of her carelessness. Even worse what he might do to the man who had done it. To see her father punished for another man’s crime! Will, that would bring her more guilt then she could withstand. Two hours until the sun rises

and LeAnn’s restless mind gives in to sleep. Finally a little peace. *** LeAnn, now far away from what was comfortable lived in Torsi. A far Java more cry from the small up. city It of was where than she any and grew other pavement

cold and sterile in feel, but no major city. Concrete everywhere

the eye could see. Large scraped them streets the people grey sky. that buildings And more populated traffic to that cars the a

bringing

crawl. It was very industrial. The lack of usable land and too many people forced the people to build up instead of out. No more perfect homes with the little white fences that you would It see was in nice vintage enough, periodicals.

but it wasn’t home.

Every time she looked out her window she was reminded of how she would never again be shaded by the plush Never the her them evergreen again would of as trees she them she of now Java. turned upon experience

falling presence on the

brown and feel them give way to walked tree lined streets

that she’d past every day. Or sit in a field of flowers that she had found on a fishing trip with her father. This different. place The soil was wasn’t vastly dark

and rich, but red in color. The heat was unlike any heat she had ever felt before. Even the seasons felt different. It would take some getting used to, but she was willing. The thought of going home to face the truth of what happened was to hard a thing to do. She simply lacked the courage.

*** The holiday is over with the coming alone of with the have the that all would sun. ended toasting never The now, and be celebrations resolutions

kept. The slow days of work and no fun in her case had begun to set in. every morning was the same. First, and foremost attending to her bathroom of teeth, ritual. face, This and a consisted Carefully the flossing untouched. Then brushing minutes. flawless great for for LeAnn face in of good another took hers. the She her measure three same took rich

shower that took all of an hour. brushing three leaving her no teeth for then required minutes,

crevices

consideration when it came to that care cleaning

caramel smelled

skin. of

Using

a and

soap

that

coconut

Japanese

Cherry Blossoms. After a particularly horrible night until were of it interrupted was and of she to almost over touch tried the thighs, had remove sleep raw. her where had with memory like There arms, the been. no of last night; she scrubbed her skin burses all his

stomach memory Where success

his abuse. It considered could cold hardly or be maybe But

outside

she was just trying to cover her self-inflicted injures? nonetheless LeAnn covered herself from head to toe not once looking into the mirror that hung on her closet door. Never slightest giving hint of off sexuality the or

showing She was

off

her

curvaceous exact, pride

body. and almost

meticulous, Taking

methodical. inch. She had

ritualistically in covering every

always

been

modest

and somewhat prudish, but now, now she had seemed to be taking it to the point of excessive. Her shirts coiled around her neck where they hide of under her the straightened length tips hair, shoulder

sleeves draped over her hands only exposing her fingers. Her neatly pants her always knee high tucked boots

into

and every stitch of clothing she owned was of a soft black cotton and she silk wore blend every material. day to If it she were not for the white lab coat work might have gone unnoticed. She was a beautiful woman and

though she put great effort into it, she could not hide it. She was small in stature, but had a regal presence. She had the face of an angelic child, with big rounded brown eyes that could entrance any man. The soft rich brown hair that floated over her shoulders was so dark it looked black. Until the sun hit it then it came to life. Shades of auburn, gold, and honey shined in the light. But it was her lips that men desired. Her full plump lips that had a natural flushed appearance and looked as if they might have the feel of velvet and the taste of the sweetest nectar. LeAnn took no notice of

these things she simply wanted to be invisible to any mans gaze. And couldn’t understand why something so simple could intrigue them so.

You what

can’t they

fault couldn’t

her see

for and

not more

knowing that men were intrigued by importantly couldn’t touch. Despite troubles LeAnn her managed is in perceived to what days. land most The

herself a nice quite job with the government. people did Which now

private sector was a joke and if you wanted job security you wanted a government job. She worked long hours alone side Dr. Mann as his research Celestial Advancement Project. There, they were in charge of coding, investigating of artifacts on found cataloging, the and new and inner-workings technology beyond worlds Research assistant on the Technological Development

other

Earths solar system.

The job suited her, nice and boring. Nothing ever happened out of the ordinary, everyday was the same. She found comfort in that. The routine of it numbed her and she could function on autopilot and not actively live. *** There twenty of use to be who a team of on

scientists largest of top its minds

worked

this project. It was prized as one the international A global but efforts of the time. on

collective if you will. Comprised Earth, with the lack of new discoveries in the past nine or ten years on top of budget cuts Dr. Mann and LeAnn where all that remained. The project crumbled and with it the respect it demanded. They were located in the sub-level of the Torsi Air Force Base, now in a

small white washed room that was over crowded with finds from its glory days. The project might not be a top priority anymore, but it was still very secret. The general public was not

aware that Earth made contact with several planets outside their own solar system, though some may have suspected it had never been proven. Even more amazing, was the incorporation of their technology into Earths everyday life with no one the wiser. Only three others at the base knew of it in detail to LeAnn’s knowledge, but had never met them. They only ever meet with Dr. Mann who barley spoke just any of them. Which had in suited never LeAnn shown fine; she

interest

conversing with anyone at work let alone Dr. Mann.

He seemed to have a special talent for pushing her buttons. He was were at always an complaining about how the soft loose locks of her hair unnecessary every be now distraction. then. He She would even catch him staring her and could hated insufferable than sometimes. was

Unfortunately, the one thing LeAnn more attention dirty old men. And just her luck she had to work with one. And oh, how he enjoyed telling her about how his department was founded and all the space traveling he had done in his days. “It found more a had solar only years been ago by then no when more we far They even hair.

than…twenty planets weren’t running

system

containing peoples we!

inhabited

advanced

humanoids, through his

didn’t silver

come close.” with his right hand

Sounding very pleased with himself as he looked to found down examine on one into an of his alien the microscope artifact

planets in which he spoke of. LeAnn rolled her eyes as she sat at her computer inputting data retrieved was heard times. coming the As from next. story he the She told spoke artifact had a her only mouth earlier in the day. She knew what hundred

mimicked his words. “They putting those the saved girl!” LeAnn snarled at that phrase Dr. Mann seemed so fond of using now and days. Even if not by chose me did in the right of it thing this into

charge ran I

program. Did I ever tell you how clowns it almost Well, ground? practically little

single

handedly

she was a woman now and had the nightmares to prove it. No sooner did that her mind begin night the She to a drift to no fateful into solider to the

more then eighteen, a boy really, rushed they lab at color pale announce Helipad see into and the the waxy were needed rush usually

immediately. adrenalin Doctors

could

sunken face. “Bring he shouted your lab kit he her LeAnn!” jumped on to

hastily

as

out his stool and ran behind the young solider waving follow suit. As they left the bright glow of the lab linoleum they entered the Every hallways of uniformed concrete and cheap flooring. turn led them to a corridor that looked exactly the same. It would be easy getting lost in a place

like this, but the young soldier leading them seemed to know where he was going. First, elevators, take get them to leading but so the the that far. roof them They where that to had the only to

would

climb three flights of stairs to their was was transportation fighting waited. laughter LeAnn

threatening to bring on tears as she watched Dr. Mann struggle with every step. Still, she stood behind him until they reached the door to the roof just in case he gave under the strain.

CHAPTER THREE
As helipad They LeAnn more approached soldiers blue the grey

appeared.

wore

identical

jumpers with high top black boots. Some looked excited others looked scared, all were ready to go, but one stood out. He was tall and well built. Solid really, like a brick

wall. His arms bulging underneath his cuffed sleeves as they folded over his wild chest. He had the look of a man all about business and was losing his patience quickly with Dr. Mann. “What’s wide-eyed his face. Now close to standing this uncomfortably solder happened? of What have on

you found?” Dr. Mann said with a look excitement

formidable

eagerly he only

awaiting looked His

his at jaw

answer. with

But his and

him

piercing green eyes as if to say, “Back the up”. clinched in his ridged muscles chest

flinched. LeAnn understood the meaning of his scowl his back. and Dr. did just as on that she the catching stepped attention Mann

other hand was not so perceptive. “Do you know who I am boy? Answer Who’s me in when charge his now, I talk to Dr. you. Mann he one here?”

shouted, strong question pause. As

southern rattling

accent off

tried so hard to hide coming out after another without

the

doctor

made

a

scene

the young soldier who fetched them ran up and shouted in that very formal way they do.

“We’ are ready to move sir.” LeAnn looked over at the good doctor just in time to see him turn a pale color of green. Dr. Mann was a coward of the highest order and new better then to get on the bad side of a high-ranking officer. Especially, one who was in charge of the matter at hand? “My he said name in is a Captain booming Pratt,” monotone

voice. Everyone turned in silence and waited to hear what he would say next. But he didn’t speak to anyone but Dr. Mann, “You’ll find your answers inside.” With more tact this time Dr. Mann approached Captain Pratt and asked when they might be briefed on where they were going. Without word the captain led them into a space jumper bypassing the main hull where the troops were housed

along with their weapons and into the first control to room where and with General great Sheaves waited. Dr. Mann was the speak, unease. “General I didn’t expect to see you here?.” He said it as if he were asking a question. “You know that of I all take people a should on

hands

approach to how I run my base.” “Indeed” that fact not having escaped Dr. Mann in the slightest bit. It was one of the many things he complained about often. “General, is LeAnn. I don’t this the think man

you’ve meet my assistant yet. This LeAnn that’s helped to keep our little project going all these years.” His voice was laced with

venom as he spoke. Causing LeAnn

to look at him with one brow raise and think to lion herself has this found cowardly finally

courage? But holding to his true form, he back peddled, sensing the Generals displeasure with his new found backbone by adding, “You should be honored to be in his presents little girl.” Smiling like a moron as his hands twitched nervously. LeAnn stepped out of Dr. Mann’s shadow to offer her hand. Men where hard to tolerate in general, but weak men were quite beyond the pale. “Hello softly. The General took her hand in his and answered with a nod and a crocked teeth wolfish grin. caged His white his shining, within General.” She said

chiseled jaw. His cold dark eyes looked her over with delight, or

maybe that down

it long the

was

just

plain

old

curiosity. It’s hard to tell with jagged left side scare of running his hard

weather beaten face. She actions was and startled struck feeling It wasn’t just by with his the of that

was

overwhelming discomfort.

scare that ran from lid to chin that made his smile so crocked, it was those dead eyes looking right through her that sent chills up and down her body. It She with had be just held twenty dawned up men on on a for her. ship lord

would about

knows how long. The luster in her skin and the golden glow in her cheeks were lost in her panic. She found knot her had self-unable appeared. to speak. General Where her voice once was a large The

could

see

she

was

uncomfortable,

no sooner did he let her go and get down to business. “There’s of the door. the door girly,”

nodding his head in the direction

The General barking orders at her like she was one of his tin solders. Her fear of him had vanished in a matter of moments. Her lips curled in displeasure and her out eyes her narrowed. darts eyes in at If it have Dr. arm every for were shot Mann and now her. possible, would him. her

seeing the furious state she had fallen have Mann grabbed walked her to the door. They might their always differences looked out and then, but when it mattered Dr. And clearly he felt the need to at that moment.

“I’ll fill you in when were done Okay.” her face lightened at that remake. Then the door abruptly shut

in her face. Her scowl was back with a vengeance. Turning on her heels she grappled with her newfound curiosity. What the hell is wrong with me? I don’t care why we’re here. I just want to do my job and get the hell out a here. Inhaling now willfully pushing the air out of her filled lungs, I’ve never taken an interest before, and I’m not going to start now. She was left in an empty

hallway long enough for her to get a grip on her frustration. Finally the door opened again. Dr. Mann looking non-too pleased. “LeAnn, can you join us for a minute?”

LeAnn

wiped

around

her

eyes

filled with Indignation, her voice on the other hand was calmness its self, “Yes Doctor, of course.” As she walked back in to the control room past the navigational console for the flight She crew got set takeoff. noticed there

coordinates had been set for the Helix galaxy. Uncharted territory, at least for them. She found this troubling because a space jumper wasn’t built for discovery travel. It was strictly for retrieval. Pangs hit her sudden and

swift. She hadn’t been any further then cross-country and knew better then to take this piece of junk beyond the moon. No one had ever taken system. one outside Earths and solar homing Their radios

signal wouldn’t work that far away from home. What if they got into

trouble or broke down? They would be trapped in deep space. “We from a galaxy.” “Don’t you mean in the Helix galaxy?” “No.” like he very matter-of-fact confuse the are rock to collect from the samples Helix

didn’t

just

hell out of her. “O…Kay, telling me?” “This piece of rock came off a plant that recently was devoured and torn apart. We don’t know why yet, made but up of what makes it much most like curious is that it might have been properties Earths. We’ve been commissioned to take samples from it to determine if it might have any viable data so why couldn’t I

have heard that? What aren’t you

for us. And if necessary, redirect its course away from our solar system.” Wiping the sweat from his

brow Dr. Mann eased himself down into a nearby chair, as if what he just said took every bit of strength he had. “The want it as rock far away could from us be as

contaminated, if so we’re going to possible” LeAnn had a kind of blanket expression couldn’t heard. “But that doesn’t make any on believe her what face. she She just

sense. Don’t we have ships, probes that do all that for us? And why would we even need to keep it out of our as solar it’s system? not in I mean as of long danger

hitting Earth. Why…” LeAnn was cut off as the General said curtly. “Why is not for you to know. We have our orders. PERIOD.” His eyes were cold as ice and filled with impatiens as was the Captains who had been standing next to him in what now seemed to be his favorite pose. LeAnn felt it best to follow Dr. Mann’s led and stay quit for now on, or at least That At until didn’t least things make calmed a down. her what coward, told

just a person with wise restraint. that’s she herself.

CHAPTER FOUR
It was a rocky four days but the space jumper did surprisingly will for a piece of antiquated equipment. They were on the edge of Earths solar system but still safe ready considering. to do the They job were they now were

commissioned to do. Captain Pratt was the first to touch down on the oversized chunk of space rock. After he and his men determined it was safe to collect samples LeAnn and the Doctor went to work. There was just too much unstable terrain to examine. The water, from the surface no soil, did was sharp and but to

jagged. Desolate came to mind. No nothing nothing brittle rock. Even the floodlights jumper bring it to life in the darkness of space. It was as if it ate the

light. If this was what was left of a planet will that she once didn’t supported want to like,

think about. The rock itself was the size of California times five. And just as misshapen. And most of it was breaking apart the closer it got to the gravitational pull of other planets. Their luck maintained; nothing serious happened while on the surface. Once they returned to the ship however, every alarm, red light space apart. and buzzer went off. to The break when sound was defining. That piece of garbage What started she had though

offered this job? Oh yes, boring and safe. Boring and safe indeed. They in her strapped themselves did in

not knowing what else to do. Not wildest dreams LeAnn ever think she would look to Dr.

Mann

for

comfort,

but

she

found

herself clutching to him, as was he to her. How depressing it would be to die in the frail trembling arms before the of Dr. was by Mann all she the thought into shouting she jarred back

moment

echoing from the control room. “Let’s leave the soldering to the solder boys, eh?” Dr. Mann said in a panic as he shook his head feverishly in agreement with his own statement. As he did, he let go of her to tighten the straps across his chest. LeAnn was inclined to agree and followed suit. She could hear the shouting of orders from what sounded coming clearly, like from now the the that Generals control the door voice room was

swung open. “POWER UP GOD DAMN IT…” “…

THRUSTERS

ON…SHIELDS

UP.

GET

US

OUT OF HERE NOW, NOW!” With a sputter and a jerk,

they were off that useless piece of space garbage. But not before pieces from it collided with the jumper the flight causing crew serious of the and damage hull. to The integrity

sweaty

panicked

tried with difficulty to maneuver the big square hunk of metal they were in but the damage proved too great to overcome. With restart jumper one the gave and last engines they effort the to

space

sputtered

across empty space leaving pieces of themselves behind. As they lay helpless with no power and no way to call for help they could see the tail of that dead planet from port side of their now crippled vessel.

They were still now, and that inferior hunk of rock seemed to be moving Fast, cutting violent much like and faster sleek than before. bullets The got more the silver space. it

through

unstable

more sharp shards started to break away from it. A hush came over the crew, and for the first time General Sheaves was speechless. Thousands pieces moved of sword-like close.

dangerously

There was a mad dash to get the ship up and running. No sooner did the engines turn back on did they discover they had no control over the ship. It had apparently decided to continue on its course to the Helix Galaxy. Two days had passed and the engines were down again, this time for good. All the fuel had run out and food was running short. There

was

no

hope

of

getting

back

in

rang to send a distress signal, at least not to Earth. Spirits were still high. Will maybe not high, but defiantly up. Some of the communication officers and LeAnn tried to strengthen the radios frequency in order to reach someone, hell anyone. They knew it wouldn’t work,

but they had to try. It also gave them something to do. It made them feel useful. Like they didn’t give up without exhausting every option they had. After more than a week of working But twelve being the and fifteen woman hours straight they all got pretty close. only LeAnn still felt out of place. Two weeks had passed and all food and drink were gone now. The order that was once ruled with an iron fist had begun to crumble.

LeAnn

was

feeling

more

and

more

out of sorts. They were floating on a death ship, and they all knew it. Some of the men with a lack of things to do and losing their mind from look hunger at her and thirst began to for entertainment.

Their once controlled demeanor was lost. Her goal was to stay away from them until they were rescued. If they were rescued. She Somehow empty didn’t she got try hard enough. in the she

cornered

utility

closet

where

often snuck off to be alone. His name was Andrew. He was one of the communication been working officers alongside who her had and

befriended her. It was just busy work, but it gave them something to hope for. He was handsome and arrogant like most fly boys, pilot or not.

And

maybe

took

to He

seriously was one

her of

playful

banter.

those guys that couldn’t imagine a woman not wanting him. So it was no surprise he would just assume she wouldn’t Not say after no to his how advances. seeing

well they got alone and being the recipient of more than one cheeky smile from her. With her back turned to the door and transfixed on reading the labels on the shelf in front of her she didn’t hear the door open or him walk up behind her. Not until she felt his hands wrapping round her waist. She nearly jumped out of her skin. If she could, she would have turned a shade of pale white. Turning around with such swiftness she nearly knocked the shelf over and everything on it. He wasn’t

disturbed by her reaction to him nor did he loosen his grip about her waist, in fact he tightened it, drawing her closer to him. Andrew wasn’t that much

taller than her at five-seven, but she just barely passed his chin. Her breasts now pressed tightly to his her. chest as he looked ran down hot, at but LeAnn’s blood

not with desire. She was furious. She pounded on his chest and he almost buckled to her will. In one swift movement he shocks her, jerking shelves sudden her body back into It the behind them. she knocked feel

the wind out of her, and in her confusion could one hand tighten around her waist again and the other travel up to meet her breast. One, two, three slaps flew across his face stinging her hand as she did it.

His cheek was red, but that only seemed to intensify his want. Her eyes where now bulging with so her heaved and anxiety. The trembling in her body uncontrollable. unsteady breath. began she Her to large over Breathing catch breasts whelm couldn’t

and her lungs rattled. Her fears her coupled with a lack of food and water she grew dizzy. Her mind was eyes grew heavy and into

everything came out of focus. Her spinning, crashing darkness. If what she thought was going to happen came to pass she just assume not to be awake while it happened, but her subconscious cursed her for being so weak. When LeAnn woke Captain Pratt stood over her, shirtless. His jumper zipped down to his waist. With a gasp and a shuffle to the

nearest corner LeAnn was quick to realize his white cotton T-shirt was covering her bare breasts. Her turtleneck lay tattered

by his feet and the black lace of her bra was peeking on the floor from under the steel shelves she had been pinned to earlier. LeAnn now shacking again feared for the worst, but then he just sat down in the corner opposite her in that small dear utility life to her closet. the She looked cotton of at him, waiting. Still holding for white covering undress. “LeAnn” he said softly and current state

with feeling “you don’t have to be afraid of me. I won’t hurt you. My honor on that.” Tears began to fall from her eyes hysterically. With full throated sobs and tears streaming

down laid her

her her cry

face face for a

she down

clung on

to

his cold he

shirt wrapped around her chest and the steel mesh of the floor. Pratt let moment before spoke again. “Andrew won’t be bothering

you anymore, you have my word. I detained him and as long as you’re here he won’t be let out, not even for a second.” LeAnn showed no sign that she was ready to stop crying or that she heard what he said. In fact she seemed to get worse. Snot and drool and her her accompanied body her tears with now her quacked every to He

violent sob. All dignity lost in upset. on Pratt in bare slowly and back his slid arms. one her her knee gently gently

cocooned caressed

until her body stopped trembling.

“He’ll never touch you again, I promise” he squeezed her gently at those words, feeling his genuine want to comfort her, she let go of the shirt covering her nakedness and clung to him letting that her. On some level she felt feeling of ease wash over

protected not just from Andrew but from Mark too. She had never cried that day, but sat in shock over what happened. Never spoke of it to a single secretly go. She at soul let felt and some safe not know of in she that his could fear man

arms; she never felt that from a before, least anyone but her father. Now that she was settled she could little feel bit the tension in by his the arms. The Captain was more than a uncomfortable

whole scene. Regardless, he stood up bringing her with him and held her tight. Pratt lifted her chin so she could see into the green pools of his eyes and said “I-, he didn’t-. Nothing happened, so no more tears.” That was an order if

I ever heard one. He chin from their took his his hand from to her her ruff broke he

bringing her gaze

hands

face to gently brush the moister eyes ending with the his thumbs. LeAnn immediately

trance

had on her. Giving him her back she wiped her face once more before modestly bending shirt. back better cheeks He to down her If to to she would lit retrieve turned her know sworn a give didn’t have up his his some any his pink immediately

privacy.

she just

like

Christmas the one

tree all at

at

the

sight

of with

her. That’s a first, usually she’s flushed the thought embracement of a

man seeing her in her turtleneck, let along seeing her chest in all its naked glory. “Okay, around now” you her can voice turn raspy back and

still shacking. “I---I just---” cut off by

his gentle words. “You’re welcome” that was the first time she had ever seen him smile. He looked quit handsome when he smiled. It was as warm as the sun and his eyes sparkled like emeralds. “I think we should get out of here before my men start to get the wrong ideal. What do you

think?” “I think you might be right.” Taking a deep breath she

walked to the door following Pratt back to the control room. Where he went she went. Like a little brat sister you can’t get rid of, only he didn’t mind it. have He a insisted repeat They she that she never leave his sight so they wouldn’t of found performance week. She misbehavior. out things

became fast friends over the next would have never guessed about the man. He was married, and happily for could twenty explain years. his His watchful only eye daughter was about her age, which over her. They would joke and talk for hours on end. Not that there was anything else to do. Still, this new curiosity of hers had complete

hold of her now. All the places and people he’d met over the years fascinated her. She had never done anything tell it. interesting Never to hear her ventured outside

herself and never wanted to. He was different thou, and

much older than she was. He had her by almost fifteen years, which is why she supposed he treated her more like a little kid than anything else. She didn’t mind it; in fact she liked pretending she had a father or uncle that would protect her from anything that went bump in the night. It also made her miss her own father even more. Every day he went to a room at the far end of the jumper to see if Andrew was still securely secluded from everyone. LeAnn knew Pratt didn’t enjoy it, but he had

to make an example out of him so none of the other men got any bright ideas. Together thirst. were some. Before he asked they the helped food ran keep out her times

their minds off the hunger and the Pratt hid some away. Whenever they alone She would a snick hundred

for him to eat with her, but every time he would swear he already had his fill. She knew it was a lie. She knew why he did it. But still felt guilty for wanting as much as he would give her. They time. She had had grown never closer told then

she could imagine in such a short anyone about Mark and what had happened, but she told him. Every secret she ever had he knew. Pratt had lived his whole life taking orders or giving them. He never spent much

time with his own family and felt blessed to spend time with her. He felt a great need for her to know him and she did. Every and day they grew weaker

weaker,

Pratt

deteriorating

more swiftly then she. Every day the men got more unruly but too tired and drained to do any real damage. would each Their hope that someone signal They’d by hear man their that distress lost.

was hanging on by a thread with was suffered several casualties

then and morale was seriously low. The first few to go died from starvation came the illness. was gave among out and ones Their them. under dehydration. how died warrior’s His the heart stress. Then from bodies just Not

gave under the strain. The general

seeing any hope, Dr. Mann took his

own life that night; forever the coward even in death. Sending LeAnn’s emotions into a tailspin. She didn’t know it but he had become family to her over the years, now Pratt was the only one the soon she had left of track and he was they and leaving her too. Floating through darkness lost deep of space time

direction. LeAnn, weakened from lack of food and sleep curled up in an empty corner in the control room. Hunger pains chipped away at her body, the desperation of the situation weakened her mind. Pratt seated in a chair across from her. He looked so weak and frail now. His cheeks sunken in, his skin peaked and thin like rice paper, his lips cracked. She knew he was looking at her thinking the same

thing. She had lost a considerable amount of weight. Her zaftig body not so curvy anymore. Pratt unsteadily rose from

his seat and walked to her. She had to help him seat down on the floor that her beside to He his low. in her. lower sat arms He hadn’t the down felt strength himself there until she

cradling

them loosen around her. She didn’t have to check; she knew what it meant. She lay there as his body grew cold and she slowly lost consciousness. Not having the will to fight now that she had no one left. She allowed herself to sink into darkness.

Chapter Five
“Doran, you have a chose to mate. I prey it be the right one.” Jorvik stood there stiffly,

as if he would get an answer from his son right then and there. He’s not use to waiting. Though he shouldn’t be surprised at how much Coaxing it would take to get an answer out of him. Jorvik didn’t posses that talent. Patients might be a virtue, but it wasn’t one he possessed. So instead he let his temper do the Cajoling. Doran’s headed, just being anger. off, like Doran Doran and him. isn’t only waved stubborn, and The as high

guarded,

unyielding difference quick his to in beat sighing a

annoyance and

father

without

missing

continued to play with his food.

They

sat

in

a

small

hall

alone. The table had an impressive array of food spread out. Jorvik not one to ever miss a meal had his plate piled high with all the trimmings, another and one but of Doran his clearly moods a had roused him in looked of bored from

casually at the plate before him barely made He tone dent progress. Reproachful

indifference down packed. Jorvik’s out of whatever world he was in. “Come boy, what say you? Will you have her or not?” Doran only looked at him for a moment; trying to give nothing away he looked calm and unmoved by his His were father’s face was disapproving relaxed, with body tone. too. His

The calmest of calms, but his eyes filled chagrin. brown eyes dark like sable pools;

roared like a storm on a moonless night. How dare his father presume to dictate love? His short all. I voice was steady but that for and is your

soft, “She would be amusing for a time will father, not marry

kingdoms sake. I would much rather conquer the Mordis then be joined to one. There men will not even stay the full nigh with one for fear of not awaking with the new rising. Treacherous is what she would be. No, I would much rather go to war then take a viper of a woman for wife.” “What importance you in want this is of no his

matter,”

voice rising with every word. “She is a good match. You will see it done.” “She does not appeal to me. Mother would nev…” cut off by the

bitterness in Jorvik’s tone. “Your mother would have seen you married!” through standing his abruptly, down Jorvik plate

leaving his food everywhere but on the plate. In an eerily calm and steady voice he looked Doran in the eyes, “You will marry her and be glad of it.” Jorvik’s body stiffened and

the grimes on his face only got more defined. Ever since Doran had come close to death while fighting the Mordi, with Jorvik him has become an obsessed producing

heir. Something that most men in the guard where quick to do, they were the ones who led the men in battle. short not now. the And where Doran to known knew to now have was his lives. time

challenge

father, so he would let it go, for

“Very

well,

I

will

consider

her.” He said sourly. “You will do more then

consider, the matter is settled.” His body relaxed as he pushed a deep breath from his barreled chest and walked the length of the table to stand beside Doran’s set. “I only want what is best for you. I want you to have the joys that I have had.” “Then let me find my bride as you found to yours?” his Standing now, griping father’s shoulder

“let me make the chose? Politics will not due, only love will move me to it.” With “Very a halfhearted but if you laugh, make no

well,

progress we will revisit my chose.” “You’re getting soft in your old age father,” a brilliant smile

swept across his face erasing any indifference that remained. He had the look of his mother in that moment. When he smiled so, the him memory nothing. of With him a of her and he would could took The flood deny Doran’s boy was Jorvik’s mind

Jorvik in. heavy

right shoulder in hand, taking the sight good. proud, may too proud for his own sight Jorvik gave his son’s shoulder a squeeze. His fought ask son was him. a A fine man. A

great warrior respected by all who with no father could for more. Remembering

happier days. Lightness came over him. Just as fast as his anger had come, it had gone. Out of all he has known and loved, he loved Doran best of all. “Come, let us discuss these

chooses of yours.”

*** Doran himself real had managed marring himself. to Arian At save of

from

Mordi, but for how long? He had no options least none that he would consider. Being the son of not only a king, but also the king of Oreye, one of the wealthiest Kentish was was not feared to kingdoms finding he in all of made true lead To love, his be

shall we say…difficult. As if that enough and him father’s men in battle, his name respected. would be a bound honor. It had the father’s of women from seek didn’t charm the him and At four out. him good least corners He for coming or or he to his his could feared him women great

want

looks, that

company.

stand if he could not have love.

Aside

from

his

wealth,

most

women found him attractive enough. But, he couldn’t shack the feeling that all they saw was the wealth he could give of them. women He to had an endless death. pool Always him choose so a

from, but they all board him to so or agreeable, denied him placating to his every whim. None challenged single want. He felt no guilt at all using them for his pleasure as they used him for theirs. after but all. of He was very them generous nothing them often lasted Showing the of

kindness. gifts but

Showering finest them were

with

stones and metals. He sampled them enough, long. none Still, they

devoted to their pursuit in hopes that they would win his affection, his title and all that came with it.

As father

Doran waiting

entered for him

the at

main the

hall, he saw his Kin Ti’mon and other end. Ti’mon dressed in all grey had silver detailing in his tunic and Jorvik wore the color of his house, blue and gold with brown leather pants. Their swords tugging at their hips. All of a sudden the span between where he was and where they stood seemed to double in length. As great Doran curved court stepped archway drew there through a

incrusted They the

with gold leaf the women of his father’s often silent. during convened

midday when the sun was high. Some read, some sewed, most just came to gossip, but all were there to catch a glimpse of the only son of their king. Though most days he tried his

best to avoid it, he had no chose but to cut through the main court to reach the stables near the East wing. It was where his father kept his Fabaa. It was also what they would be using to ride out to meet Chital who traded with them often. He will, got, played it the It the brash playboy him. the feel

but all

wasn’t

really and him

Doran hated all the attention he stares, made whispers.

separated from everyone. An oddity of sorts, but not wanting to be the one to disappoint, he played along. The room was bright and airy and filled All with the woman low and hum him of no whispers alike. from child

talking

about

doubt. The young, the old, women so fair they rivaled the paleness of the marble streaked with blue

veins beneath their feet. Women so golden archways flutter, him. Taking clung fitted. will to The in him, deep the not soft tight in black but his they to put sham. the Their every gilded eyes inch a of

caressing

buttery leather of his pants that plunge of

pale green tunic exposing a smooth carved chest golden perfection. You would think they never

saw men dressed this way. It was the traditional dress for all men in their country, and he looked no different it as a from novelty his and father never and got Ti’mon. But on him these women saw enough of it. He looked dangerous with his sheathed sword in hand, deliciously so. The stone beneath his feet

covered in square-toed black boots chimed with every step. The gold embroidery in his pale green tunic glinted in the rays of sunlight shinning through hazy windowpanes, and bellowed as he glided through the room. Lightly curling one side of his generous lips as he waded through the sea of women. All perched on rich brown benches on either side of him. Ti’mon found it amusing, how the young and the old fond over his brothers to His him be son. young a to He care himself and the own in his longing fanciful; world. to see again

without

father, settled

regret only felt the stinging urge much sooner than planned. He was too old to play these games any longer. They fought too often for his only son to die in battle and not leave an heir.

As he approached he stood in front of his father, one brow raised, in fanned annoyance, “must we always meet here father, or do you this wish to ride me with back his guilt the lips over all the virtue I had taken in room?” he holding tightened laughter,

and looked to his uncle to see the amusement filling in his eyes. Jorvik throaty off his ten like which than age. and uncle years gave and them both a off an only more

growl

stalked with

outside where the fabaa were tied waiting dearly; older along he made accompaniment of men. Doran loved being them and their only

brothers. accounted

Jorvik for the

Ti’mon more in other

shared a father but not mothers, twenty-year Ti’mon was difference

person he knew who found pleasure in ruffling his father’s feathers.

Everyone else was too afraid. His father was very imposing and downright scary sometimes, a giant among men in every way. He stood at a towering six-seven, his voice deep and raspy, you could almost hear it echo in the hollows of his barreled chest. His auburn hair his now turning grey he like generously was his will son lay upon his shoulders. Even with extreme height and proportioned

women found him easy to look at. Ti’mon was quite the

opposite; he was short compared to Jorvik, only six-one and round but fit. He had hair as dark as night and eyes as grey as the moon. Not nearly as handsome as his brother, but being from that the bed didn’t stop him from he incessant to bed. He bachelor lived

is. He went from women to women, life

lightheartedly, but he also didn’t have the pressures on his of the crown Which weighing father. Still, understood With Doran each out and his and uncle shared Ti’mon shoulders.

was a burden Doran shared with his

other of

the joy in his father’s annoyance. Jorvik sight let out the laugh in a gasp that threatened to riddle his body with trimmers, meant to “ I think your your father in keep timetable

the forefront of your mind Doran, best you not tease him to hard on the matter. Or do you wish to marry Arian after all?” With his lips a smile now caressing after his

Doran

walked

father now mounted on his fabaa. As he and Ti’mon pulled themselves up on the his mammoth sword. beasts Each Doran mounted secured

the beasts with such fluidity and road them as if master and beast where one. He looked over to his uncle still laughing to himself, “I think you may be right.” His of them Doran that to father in an now riding to They ahead spear road

attempt

his

displeasure. to and

up weaving through the twenty men followed left meet Ti’mon Jorvik, to his flanking him on either side. Doran his right. “Father I meant no harm in my careless words, they were only meant to tease.” Jorvik took in a ragged

breath and pushed it out as if it took great effort, “just try to be on your best behavior when we meet with Chital.” Looking at them both when he said it.

“We need to be at top form when have negotiating, found he claims to something unseen

before. Something… very rare. And if it is as bewitching as he clams I do not want anything forting my efforts to get it.” His cool blue eyes his narrowed as he looked over and mischievous brother

equally disobedient son. Doran and Ti’mon shared a glance and a smile over the amusement they felt over Jorvik’s trepidation. “Of course father, we will be there only to support you, we won’t say a word. We won’t even breath.” whispering that last part and dragging out every word. Somehow his son’s assurance

that they would be on their best behavior made him even more uneasy and he stiffened as they broke out in laughter. When those two were

together handle.

they

were

impossible

to

CHAPTER SIX

LeAnn woke to strange noises like a chattering almost. She was laying in something she never saw before. filled metallic curvy. It with wasn’t a a bed or a coffin. It was almost tubular and soft yellowish and light. Above her there were these ceilings yellow smooth light That bounced

off it like a mirror. She ran her tongue over her lips, caress They’re muscles and the could nape feel of Her ache her her joints anymore. had hair neck. and She been heaven

soft? didn’t her Is

smelled fresh and felt clean. Most important she dead? thirst this quenched and her stomach full. Was what looks like? Or worse, is this what

hell looks like? Her mind began to race trying to recall that eating, could drinking health. She wished she hadn’t prayed so hard for the answer. She heard that chattering noise again. Setting up in a panic she swung to the right and her explanation was standing beside her. She gasped as if someone had squeezed the breath out of her lungs. It came out so hard and fast her heart ached from the lack of it. Then her heart began to beat against trying her to ribs break as if it It were just out. anything

explain her current state of good

looked back at her curiously. It didn’t move, it didn’t flinch. It didn’t make a single sound now. It just studied her. It was a funny looking thing.

It was stout and portly; with deep wrinkles and folds of skin around its neck. Its skin was the color of the Safire touch over but and looked eyes a rubbery that thin to were white

glazed

with

film. LeAnn couldn’t imagine what it could possibly be. She never saw anything like

it. She couldn’t help but to think of how much Dr. Mann would have enjoyed this moment. In one fowl swoop, excitement and shock turned into morose regret. Its hand was on her mind now. Its long fingers with was sharp now pointed yellow nails;

raised and coming toward her. She flinched and tried to get out of its reach but she couldn’t move. It was like invisible ropes were holding down. It her ankles moved and the wrists curls slowly

that lied over her ears and put a small disk behind it. It pinched as it pressed down. Then after a moment or two all that chattering made since. “They didn’t heard call it me Chital” it “We

paused for a moment and when she respond your continued. and signal salvaged

what we could.” What we could? She thought to herself. Salvaged? What a strange way to describe a rescue. She was going then Pratt to the introduce not herself, hope died but that came overwhelming have

might

over her. In an angst-ridden whisper,

“Where are the others?”. “There were five other males found amongst you. They have yet to wake.” It sounded so matter-of-

fact, no feeling in its voice at all. ”The five?” “No, his energy was gone from him. You are a very fragile being it took much effort to revive you. I am pleased you have turned out well. You will be well received.” LeAnn began tears soft to protector. yellow in bowed cry. Gone? into light her she her Her Dead? her head As lap felt and down and her her that her free legs of to male…---the one you

found me with…is h-he one of the

friend,

dropped

beneath

stopped movement again. her

glowing. With

She arms

sudden

awareness

freedom

hopped

stand in front of the thing that no doubt saved her life, keeping the chamber between them. Chital only stood looked her over for a

moment She

and

asked hesitant

her

to

follow. followed

was

but

willingly. What did she have to fear? It saved her life and the life of the crew, or at least what was left of the crew. As they walked from room to room she thru one question after another at it, about how and when they would be getting home. Where they came from and how they healed her. It had no reply; it just kept walking, intent on getting to its destination. She stood in a small, silver like room. The light was muted and soft. The room itself was barren except for the chair that sat in the center of it. Chital waked her over to it standing her in front of it “You will sit here and learn your new language.” New language? She thought and

said as much. Chital was so vague when is he replied. if “You you will wish need to this knowledge to communicate. It necessary survive.” Will enough said. LeAnn

didn’t come all this way to die because she didn’t understand what was being said. As she sat down in the steel chair she could feel it cocoon couldn’t her in something It felt she dense describe.

like a thick fog but she couldn’t see it. Then the chair tilted back and the lids of her eyes closed, but when she woke she felt no different. Chital came back to the room soon after and to released her from the chair. He removed the

disk from behind her ear. Then he spoke and she was taken aback for a moment. She could understand him

without the disk. She looked back at the chair in wonder. She had so many questions racing through her mind. Before she could get them out her mind rushed back to the words he spoke while Alarmed she engulfed at heard, in her she said wonder. thought what she

warily, “Can you rewind that and say that gain?” an uneasy grin on her lips, convinced she heard it wrong. “We have arrived at Kentish

kingdom of Oreye, you will dress as their women do and then we will see if you please them.” “Human slavery is over, or

did you miss the memo?” her surly tone had no effect on Chital. He just looked at her unmoved by the fire in her now dark turbulent brown eyes.

“You have little time and no choose in the matter. Go willingly or not, it is up to you.” Over her dead body! She was black and proud and was not going to be sold over an auction block. She sat on the cold silver like floor that eyeing flooded but the in it gauzy her was garments The hands.

dress was crimson, a pretty color really, practically see-through for Christ sake. Then there were other small pieces that looked couldn’t for. She were wouldn’t be caught dead like sashes what but they she were imagine

in something like that. The shoes cutie though, long strapped It had black lavender anything Greek other sandals. than her

been a long time since she wore boots. But she wasn’t going to be

seduced by a cute pair of shoes. She didn’t want any part of this Kentish world. Even if it did inspire shoe lust. Chital crouched returned on the to find her with

down

floor

the traditional Kentish garb bald up in her hands. As he approached she stood to meet him half way. With not no have hint to of wear anger the or any feeling at all he said, “You do coverings, but you have no chose in coming.” With Indignation riding her

voice, “What happens if I don’t?” “You have no chose, you will come. Pray you make a good impression to the King of Oreye. The others will survive in other lands but you will not.” At swallow that and LeAnn a deep took a hard and

breath

agreed hoping members

to to if

go

willingly. the did.

Secretly crew didn’t

see she

other She

understand his veiled threats, but knew she didn’t like them either.

Chapter Seven
Chital welcomed Jorvik,

Doran, and Ti’mon. They set up a large grey stone table and three chairs Chital matter. unease. outside or his their kind him so craft for a cold for that great and their visitors. Doran never liked They They gave were

unfeeling, how could you trust a thing like that. His father thought them to be harmless and good to their word so he would indoor them, for his father’s sake. As the men rounded the table Chital joined them. The elite guard led by Doran stood at their backs. His father not being one too dally got straight down to what was on his mind. “What do you have for me this time Chital?” Chital said nothing

only

motioned

for

the

others

to

bring out their goods. Jorvik inscrutable to present things looked look King he on with over but an his all seen

washed Jorvik, has

face. Chital had many fine things were already

the likes of. Impatiently “What of in the the delight Jorvik you I moment asked, swore set I my

item

sight upon it?” “I was merely saving it for last.” He seemed pleased when he said it. Doran was intrigued now. For years they traded with Chital and he never once showed any felling of any kind. Then he saw the proof of his self-assurance that his father would indeed pay any price for what he possessed. Her hands

were raised over her face as she left the darkness of the ship and stepped out into the daylight. “I have five more like it,

male, and very strong.” As Doran had she lowered to a her of hands He the

was

compiled seen

stand.

never

woman

likes of her before. Her features were striking, but soft. Her skin rich with the color white played of her nicely thin against

shirt and stark blackness of her pants. Jorvik and Ti’mon couldn’t help but notice and Doran’s help bewilderment, couldn’t

but share in it. “What whispered could only in is shack she?”, Jorvik’s his Ti’mon ear. head He in

response, not knowing what to say. Chital waddled closer to the

table, “I found her and the males stranded in deep space near death. She no longer has a home, to take her would be most charitable.” “How around some the of much for He her?” could behind have Doran hear him they

said, curtly not wanting to beat bush. his Never men

laughing.

before

seen him so eager. It annoyed him, but only for a moment. Jorvik was snapped back into reality son’s to by the eagerness wanting take in to his pay the voice. in Not and

more then what was fare, he needed jump over negotiation with Chital. “Forgive speaks out of my son Chital, Throwing he a

turn.”

scowl in his son’s direction. Doran didn’t notice; he

couldn’t look away from her gaze.

She to

bewitched speak more

him.

Jorvik

and about

Chital stepped away from the table privately of his price. Ti’mon soon board with the silent drooling nephew joined them. She was a fine piece, but much too heavy for his taste. She was just right to Doran. She wasn’t plump but she wasn’t wafer thin either. He enjoyed all women, but he favored a more luscious type, a woman who he wouldn’t fear breaking in the throes of passion. LeAnn stood a few feet away from the table where she assumed her would be owners were seated. Her light eyes soon adjusted down on to the She shining them.

was alone except for the guards at her back. She had hoped the other survivors could only would pray be that there. their She fate

would be better then hers.

It was oddly bright, but then again this wasn’t home. They were large men even the shorter of them had to be at least six feet maybe taller. They did come that big back home but they always looked funny to her, like wet noodles or no neck brutes. LeAnn was struck by how handsome they all were. Nothing out of proportion on these men, they were damn near perfect, except here in for the occasional So will scar build. there.

Effortless masculinity. God Mark, she couldn’t you think that

way. They’re three times as big as what do think they’re going to do to you. You don’t buy a woman to just clean your floors. Snap out of it. Her life the dark hair she had come to off

second

stepped

the ship. It wasn’t straight as it

had been before she found herself on Chital’s ship. It had reverted back to its curly unruly state. Doran looked on with amazement as he took in the gold and brown in her only hair. She glowed atop of her and her the head tendril curls

strengthened

innocent

ethereal appearance. Her eyes drifted between him and the others trying to conceal how unsure and frightened she was. She was trying to look brave. The effort tugged at his heart. It made him want to protect her all the more. She the and two didn’t of they like the were how men intense Chital looked. about

conversation

between talking

Whatever

it couldn’t be good for her. LeAnn studied them, until the only one left at the table spoke.

“They deep LeAnn’s immediately. He to

call in

me his

Doran.” voice

The got

timber

full

attention

spoke in

softly front of

as

he

made With

his way round the grey stone table stand her. every step he took toward her she took one step back. He was tall and golden like he’d been kissed by the sun. His eyes were dark, but warm. Almost hypnotic. She couldn’t look away and she didn’t understand why. Her heart began to race and her stomach was all a flutter. He was scaring her. Yes, that’s it. She was scared out of her mind. He ran a hand through his

black raven locks and rested it on his bare neck. He had never been at a loss for words before. Maybe it was because he never had to try

to speak to a woman, they always came to him. An effort on his part was never needed. She could see the confusion

in his eyes. Smell her fear. Hear her heart racing. He looked quite lost at the moment. She couldn’t help but to laugh. She bit down on her bottom lip to keep it her from none escaping, the less. The thought of this big but he heard

strong man at a complete loss was the funniest thing she ever saw. At that he moment was she no knew in As her he heart threat.

looked up to meet her gaze he was greeted by her smile. A since of calm came over him, mesmerized by the curve of her lips he dare not look away. “My names LeAnn…” she

hesitated to say his name for a

moment, “…Doran.” He never heard his name sound so sweet as it did when it fell from her lips. He didn’t smile, in fact he looked quit fierce at the moment, but no matter. Her focus was suddenly back on the table behind him. Bring his attention at once to the presents of his father and uncle. the took now at Doran table their their to as moved Jorvik seats. LeAnn he back and Very to sat towards Ti’mon aware his

amusement

reaction

slowly beside them. Jorvik, grinning from ear to ear looked at his son as he sat, “Ah, there is hope for you yet boy! The wiles of a woman are not lost on you after all.” Ti’mon, expense let never out a missing robust an

opportunity to laugh at someone’s full-

throated laugh that quickly spread to his father. road hands Even his though he embarrassment stood there; cheeks

could not turn away from her. She bound, weight leaning to one side staring back at him draped in the warmth of the sun from head to toe, uncertain of her fate. She looked as if she wanted to flee, but she was well guarded. Two of Chital’s kind stood

behind her weapons out and at the ready. He felt sorry for her. He knew what her fate would be. His father had no use for slaves. He thought it a sorted dishonorable trade. Chital would be forced to go elsewhere. He would only have to travel less than a day to reach the North peaks of Kentish were bondage was common place. It was no life for a woman.

Doran knew that if they did not take her she would not survive life speak on to Kentish. you a “Father, moment?” may I Doran

stood and walked out some ways so Chital couldn’t over hear. Jorvik followed her warily. with “We cannot He let said leave him.”

earnestly. “You know where he will take her next. You cannot let it happen.” Jorvik looked at his son for a moment, not believing what he’s hearing. His self-absorbed son; concerned for another’s wellbeing? “It is not our concern,

besides Chital asks too much for her.” Indifference in his tone. “You would leave her to a

fate worse than death?” His anger washed over Jorvik like a wave. He knew he could not

deny but

his you will

son dryly, be

this “Very

woman. well, for

Reluctantly,

responsible

her, and if this interferes with you finding your bride I will give her back to Chital.” “Understood.” Relief and dread sprung up in his mind He as he knew looked she back would at be LeAnn.

trouble for him, but he would have to bear it. Doran, aware now that his cool exterior had failed him. That the all fabaa’s his until emotions off to the deal were by was visible, done. He hated the idea of buying her, but it was the only way to insure her safety, and to insure he would have the chance to be near her. He would hope she’d come to understand and be thankful in stalked wait

time. As looked he back mounted to his fabaa his he

see

uncle

struggling to keep a tight hold on the girl without hurting her with his and get if strength. snapped a the piece She of kicked him, of her at him to her teeth trying

hands

still bond. He would have laughed sight moving white him. her unbound her not had breasts strange underneath covering She was

preoccupied

melting

under the heat and the cloth was thin, showing off her charms. He could favors. Jorvik laughing behind them, “Can you not handle a woman brother? I thought that was what you do best?” Ti’mon was not amused. be thankful for small

“Doran! Here, take her. You wanted

her now you have her.” Doran could wish his uncle

hadn’t put it like that. LeAnn’s Brown eyes darkened with fiery as they set upon him. He looked huge and imposing from where she stood, but she wasn’t going to let that intimidate her. The beast he sat on was huge as will. It was so big she couldn’t

see over it. As he reached out for her she pulled back to get away from by his grasp, but the muscled her up her her expanse of his arms pulled her in the waist. his He and thighs. pulled effortlessly between nestled Putting

between him and the reins. It was a little uncomfortable with no saddle to speak of but he had hold of her in such a way she didn’t fear falling off. It was an ugly beast. Long shaggy black hair

covered

its

body

and

smelled

of

something terrible. Its yellowish brown teeth gnawed at the bit in its mouth. To her surprise it was quit graceful and had loving gentle hazel eyes. It had only taken them an

hour to reach the summit, but the deathly silent ride home seemed to make it feel much longer. As they road against the wind his nostrils were filled with her sent. She smelled of wild flowers, but none that he had ever smelled before. Her curls tickled his neck and with each passing moment he had to fight back the urge to draw her closer to him. LeAnn was was oblivious by to the her

struggle going on behind her. She mesmerized surroundings. Never before had she seen such beauty. Such life. The

colors of the flowers, the grass, even the leaves where more vibrant then she had ever seen before. As they traveled through a

stand of trees and down a short, brush laden path the sun set and filled a the blue of sky tall with orange as and red. The fabaa walked through clearing grass stardust shined in the now purple haze of the night sky. Two moons stand Colors luminous were so and bright. and LeAnn alive had never seen anything like it. bright here. She looked up at the moons and bathed in its light. Doran had never seen a She’d woman be look trouble more for beautiful than she did bathed in moonlight. him indeed, lots of trouble. The streets were deserted and dimly lit as they approached the East stables. The halves of the

fabaa’s streets. the help

clicked LeAnn of

against to

stoned take in she

tried the

all she could of the village. With moonlight could see house after house, farm after farm. All carvings approached ordained and a with intricate They with

woodwork. large Castle

dooms leafed in gold that shined in the light of night. When they reached the two large iron gates about oddly eight feet high. stood Two by men, the paired

entrance. The almost looked one as to big The the as one to right the the but was gates left dwarfed

themselves.

strong

enough

in comparison. As they approached the guards gave a nod to Doran and swung the gates open. Their swords sheathed at their sides.

Why hadn’t she connected the dots before, the men she road with where not meant for farming, their hands they The were to to clean to so and Nor many far their were scars from arrogance abundant.

pampered, thought was

between them. They were warriors. reality, but then again she was on another world. After all she was to be sold to a King not a politician. By reached the the time Doran’s Jorvik fabaa and

stables

Ti’mon had already tied theirs off and entered the main hall. It did not escape them that young Doran was taking his time so they did not wait for him. Doran swung one leg over the wide beast and dismounted. LeAnn looked down on him as he reached for her bound hands.

Her

pride pass

could

not

let her boot

this some in made

moment revenge

without Her left

taking

for

binding

servitude.

swift contact with his chin. His head flung back and as he set his eyes back on her he rubbed where she made contact. With a smile he leaned over to spit blood from his mouth. She felt very satisfied seeing the small red pool in the dirt beneath her and her smile said as much. “Well done.” Well done? Was

that all he had to say? He stood there for a moment before he spoke. “If you are done punishing done?” Faintly amused by her attempt to rouse his anger. She narrowed her eyes and crinkled up her nose me, let me help you

then let out a sight. “Fine.” He grabbed her by the waist pulling her from the fabaa and sat her own her feet. They were so close they almost touched. Doran toward over, and all that courage she had on top of the fabaa disappeared. She looked straight ahead of her and all she could see was golden skin peaking thought the deep v of his tunic. “Come, you will eat with my father and I, and we shall discuss your future here.” Untying her hands as he spoke and led her by the elbow into the main hall. During the late hour it was empty. Their steps filled the hollow room bouncing off of every wall. He led her into the small dining and room where night he and his that. father had dinner the night before every before

There, already

Jorvik seated

and and

Ti’mon

waited, their

filling

plates. Ti’mon gave his nephew a grin of suspicion as they walked in. “I must say I am surprised. I did not expect to see you till morning.” Grinning at his brother chocking on his wine. “Pay him no attention Doran, his mother dropped him on his head once room azure His too for often. the Seat, of have there you,” a is his both did

eyes brother

glinting

with

humor. wicked

tongue. Doran led LeAnn by the elbow to set beside him. Jorvik sat at the head sat of at the the of table, other. amusement beauty. while Both as Ti’mon sharing watch on

glances the

they watched Doran keeping a tight young They

had never seen him react this way to a woman, so possessive. They couldn’t blame him; she fascinated them as will. It was a rarity to find a woman in Oreye that possessed such, spirit. The ladies of Oreye would never dress as she dressed or resist the will of a warrior as she did Ti’mon. “Doran, what is wrong with

your face?” Jorvik said curiously. “Now that you mention it

brother his face does look a bit red. Did you fall off your fabaa again?” Laughter in every word Ti’mon spoke. surveyed to His the eyes watered as he on was bruise forming but

Doran’s chin. Doran did his best ignore his uncle, losing patience fast. He looked to his father over LeAnn’s head and

with an inscrutable tone. “Thanks a to your glance girl purchase brother’s before feels and sot

careless tongue,” giving his uncle disapproving “…the our by continuing, wronged

revenge, so I let her have it.” Let her have it? How dare he. LeAnn’s bubble of satisfaction was no more and her anger was back. She let him know it with an elbow to his side. She had no illusions that she hurt him it. upset; and the only it he reason for his flinch was that he didn’t didn’t expect look Regardless in fact gave her some satisfaction. Doran didn’t look like anything. He just stared at her with those amazing sable eyes. She couldn’t help but feel

the heat of Jorvik’s eyes burning into her. She was terrified; she

just son

injured and then she

this to

mammoth add again.

man’s to What

insult

injury

hits

him

was he going to do to her? Even in her fear she was compiled to look at him. It was wasn’t at all what she still his His his

expected. Was he smiling? Yes! He smiling; his mouth food even bent opened between there. down, turning if she

teeth. Paying her no attention, as weren’t head now eyes were locked on the side of Doran’s hand cradling his sore chin. “Now who’s getting soft in

their old age?” All now, missed joke smiled. deafening three men the were room She some laughing with knew a she just he

filling

rumble.

something, between them. Finally

private

Doran relaxed

released her arm and began to fix her plate.

Chapter eight
Two gauzy wear women dressed LeAnn the in the to

material earlier

refused

entered

dining

room. Both with auburn hair pulled severely back and up, how it was held Both together wore she couldn’t same tell. as the color

Doran’s father, blue. It wasn’t as see through as she they first were thought. floating The across women the seemed delicate and looked as if room. They rounded the table one filling their golden goblets with wine the other removing their plates. They Ti’mon hovered moved fond from Doran over Jorvik last. him. to They Even they

leaving and to

wiping his mouth for him. It was sickening watch. Didn’t

have anything better to do? LeAnn had no patience They feeling wrong, for pampered for may be playboys. her have gut stood about it Doran

everything she hated. She now felt been wouldn’t

the first time. Maybe more LeAnn for would Doran have if had she

sympathy

knew he hated all the attention he got. He sat there embarrassed by the seen his father’s maids were making. Even more so now than usual with the girl in plain sight to witness it. As the women took their leave LeAnn was annoyed enough to ask about her fate. No. Demand is more like it. The men were surprised by her abrasive tone. A woman would never speak to any of them with such disrespect. Doran was the one to finally answer her.

“You

are

my

responsibility;

you will be seen to and taken care of as needed.” “I won’t be your slave. I

would rather die first.” After that came spilling out her take mouth it she wished She she could really back. didn’t

want to die, just make a point. But from the look in his eyes she was sure he didn’t take it that way. Doran was upset, that true enough, but not for the reason she thought. “Woman, you are not a slave! We have no need for them if you have not noticed,” speaking of the maids the voice who fate at had in the left which women has moments you had ago. “We bought you to save you from speak.” Jorvik been Hearing his son begin to raise his concerned. Doran always

very calm and laid back even as a child he showed great control over his emotions. Waving his son to silence he intervened, girl?” “LeAnn, with an defiance. “LeAnn, my name is Jorvik and down there is my brother Ti’mon,” as LeAnn turned to “I search have time Nor you I out ruled thirty have do I were Ti’mon he nodded in greeting and Jorvik these years. never intend continued. lands In to. all a It owned for that is nearly and yours?” spoken of “What is your name

unmistakable

ring

slave. true

bought at Doran’s request, but it was for your benefit. Here you will be treated like a lady of my court. You will have

the

finest

cloths, you

jewelry

and

anything

else

should

desire.

But as a lady in my house there are rules. You must do all things that are asked of you within reason by the one who looks over you. This will be my son for the time being.” All LeAnn could do was look up at Doran who was still staring at her and red in the face from holding his tongue no doubt. Doran looked up towards his father, as he’s name was called. “Take her to where she will sleep. The day has been long and I think you both need rest more than food.” LeAnn would have argued that point, but with men as arbitrary as they obviously are what would be the point.

Without

a

word

Doran

stood

and grabbed her by the elbow yet again. He was practically dragging her down the hall he was walking so fast. She nearly broke out into a sprint trying to keep up with the long strides his legs made. The walls were a cream color made of what resembled plaster and there The were dark were wooden benches beams that lined every room they pasted. ceilings vaulted, running from one end to the other. The floor was made of the finest marble palace. it. one. Then Doran led her through a solid wooden door with beautiful she had ever of seen, blue laid weaved the down in huge slabs throughout the Shades through the creamy white base of Gold lanterns lined hallways, tapestries between each

carvings through greeted

that the by a

dipped

and

swirled were

from top to bottom. As she passed doors her eyes bed massive across

the room. The walls were a deep green, as was the long but narrow carpet clear across the room from the door to the bed. There was a small gold table chest by sat. the As bed she where a walked

further in to the room she could see a fireplace already lit with chairs arranged to enjoy its glow. “These will stay are here my chambers. me You

with

until

something suitable can be arranged for you. And until I know I can trust you not to flee.” She had been thinking about

it, but where would she run too? Stubbornly and without thinking she said, “If you think for one moment that I’ll ever forget about

my home and not try to get back then think I think about you might in want to bringing another

bed because you’ll be sharing this room for the rest of your life.” She thought to annoy him but she managed to do the opposite. He closed brushing the door without his lips once and taking his eyes off her, a smile across getting bigger with every step he took to close the distance between them. “I’m afraid nothing would

please me more then to share my bed with you. Maybe it would be wise to find something more taxing to her threaten breathing me with?” and his eyes moved over her like a wave making heavy labored. “Maybe you should think to punish me with your nakedness?” At that LeAnn rushed to the

gold chest she spotted earlier and hurled it at him hitting him square in the chest. “Perhaps not.” Doran tried

not to grin, but laughed instead. What a strange reaction. All he was doing And was searching did if he she her find tried be so with his eyes, not touching, not yet. why everything she did amusing? It was insufferable! to brain him Maybe it wouldn’t

funny. She would have to keep that in mind for next time. “A bath has of been my drawn in you

anticipation

arrival;

may have the use of it and the use of my bed tonight.” “And where do you sleep?” his smile gone now. “I will sleep on the floor

tonight. I will not come to bed

less

you

ask

it

of

me.”

With

a

wolfish grin, “will you invite me tonight, or must I wait?” his eyes dropping to her breasts as they rise and fall rapidly. “I think you should consider that extra bed.” He only snorted at her retort and walked over to a door she hadn’t taken notice of before. “Come, you smell like fabaa,” he held the door open as she walked through. She didn’t say anything about his that rude funky comment beast because and could she not happened to agree. She reeked of wait to get rid of the smell. Her eyes widened as she entered. The decadent. bathroom There potted was ornate and a

was

gold plants

leafing and

everywhere,

setting

area.

What

surprised

her

the most was that the bathroom had plumbing. They carried swords and road beasts of burden. They didn’t even have electricity. How did they manage plumbing? The it like tub a Doran over looked like it was of and

solid gold and the water ran into waterfall had to past the made her marble. walked

cupboards

opposite the tub and pulled out a jar of yellow petals and sprinkled them into the water. Then pulled out three vials and came to stand in front of her. “What scent do you prefer?” Uncapping each one, he waved it under her noise. Unsure of what to say she shrugged and looked away. “I see I will have to choose

for you.” “Is brow this how in you take your His

baths?” she said sardonically, one raised suspicion. brows narrowed in response. “Of course not, but it

pleases me to pamper my women, as you will soon find out.” Still recapped Luna lands holding but not be the one, seen vials his in in he

all

voice these the

now husky, “This is the scent of a flower but can found

west. It blooms once a year during the first new moon of the year and dies quite you.” That was like she places baritone velvet, didn’t voice and know a of his with rare the and new rising. It’s like beautiful,

touching voice

could. God she would have to find

a way to keep him from talking. With with water and one its drop sweet the room swelled clear in an the sent. The

turned his

lavender leave

instant. Doran turned on his heels took closing door firmly behind him. Doran sat in one of the high backed armchairs in front of the fireplace. He didn’t know how he had the strength to walk out that door or how he could sit outside it now, knowing what was going on behind it. He nothing beautiful sat she there staring about in at how the

thinking

looked

sunlight. How nicely she would fit in his arms, more importantly in his bed. She was willful, so much so she would it. resist he him and he the knew But liked

challenge. Damned if he didn’t.

The petals

bath

was

warm

and her

the

heat clung to every pore. The soft brushed against skin. She sat there, arms slung over the side until it cooled. As she stood to step out the doors opened. She nearly broke her neck diving back in to cover herself. LeAnn screamed Doran’s name only to find it wasn’t Doran at all, but a maid once again dressed in a blue gauzy number, but this one was much older. Damned if her calling out his name like she had didn’t bring him in moments later. His brows rose with a look of concern, “What’s wrong?” She was so mortified by the whole seen all she could do was shrug her shoulders and shack her head. He didn’t linger after that. The and woman boots gathered into a her nearby clothing basket.

Then reached for a towel that hung on a nearby wall. “Come, so before you about and to catch it. as leave filled a She her. she with

death in that cold water.” She was matter-of-fact the towel it wrapped the unfolded stood grabbed door. “Your gown is hanging on the door. If you need anything else just ask. My name is Deanna by the way. Good night.” Deanna had such a gentle way about towel was her. LeAnn she knew they were to going to get along. Clutching the tight, the same walked over the door where the gown hung. It pale green Doran wore. It was thin, but that was all right even with the sun down Readying LeAnn

around

herself

basket

LeAnn’s things and started for the

the air was warm. It had straps about an inch thick and a gaping neckline. LeAnn head. just It past slept felt her it on over silk her within felt her but large the great

like knees,

breathed like cotton. It fail down breasts she had fit to snuggly admit it

material. It wasn’t her style but against her skin. She had an urge to see what it looked like on her but there was no mirror in sight. Doran waited eagerly for her to come out. He see had picked and in his out her gown to He

personally her

couldn’t

wait

colors.

repositioned his chair so he could see her the moment she stepped out from behind the doors. As he was imagining the sight of her she appeared. The lights were dim now.

Most of the room was lit by the moon. Her eyes searched the room for him and found him staring back at her. Doran resisted the urge to

rush at her and scoop her up into his arms and take what he wanted. He wanted her to want him just as much and he knew that would take time. Instead he walked calmly over to her. His body loose, no hint of the inner turmoil going on inside. As she turned to face him one of the straps slid down her shoulder. He was in reach of her now and wanted nothing more than to touch her and this gave him the perfect excuse. He ran his fingers gently over her skin; it felt like satin. As his fingers made the journey north her strap followed. She was heaven. She glowed

like heaven, smelled like heaven, felt like heaven and now he wanted to know if she tasted like heaven. As Doran So leaned far and hit in the LeAnn she floor leaned her hard. back. back lost

balance

Doran tried to hold it back. Even bit his lip to keep the laughter in. But when LeAnn started to pout he broke. He was laughing so hard he could hardly breathe. LeAnn tried to hold on to her anger and frustration but soon her laughter joined his. LeAnn’s amusement was in full swing while Doran’s was subsiding. That was damn his he several strap full was moments fell again, It she arresting realized attention. before no

longer

laughing, but smiling down on her. She was chuckling now, putting a hand over her mouth trying to keep it in with no success.

She was giving him that smile again, the one that took him breath away. He wanted to wake up to that smile, from now until his dying join day. with He girl, could gave he be himself was no a mental slap. It wasn’t a need to just other curious is all. Yes, that was it, curiosity, thing. Once he beds the girl his need of wanting her would go away. He gave her his hand and pulled her to her feet, “Forgive me, but never more have I seen in a woman my look desirable colors

before. It will not happen again unless you ask it of me.” Now why did that make her feel a little disappointed? He slowly raised her hand to his lips and grazed her knuckles. He lingered for a moment and whispered, “I swear it,” his hot breath caressing her skin. She

groaned inwardly, this man could melt the coldest heart.

Chapter nine
When she woke the sun had yet to start the new day. She wasn’t surprised, being in a new place she knew she wasn’t going to get much sleep. What did surprise her was the sight of Doran stretched out on the floor in front of the fire sound asleep. Beneath him, a large white fur pelt with brown patches. She was almost insulted. She thought for sure he would try and climb into bed with her. He didn’t. He kept his word, so far. Doran spent most of his night watching He the girl as toss and turn and making noises of frustration. watched her hair fanned across his cream pillows and the moonlight beamed down on her from the window and across her the room. shine. It She made the green fabric of her gown sparkle skin

was aglow. It took all his will to keep get him some from going to her. from So the instead he would force himself to sleep. Moving chair to the floor hadn’t helped him much in that effort. He could think of nothing but her and the need she roused in him. He would get no sleep tonight. Now know of she his was wakeful wide-awake state or

staring at him. Should he let her continue to play possum? She might be scared and want some comfort? If it were he, he would want some company, into it. “Does the bed not suit you?” “Have whole you been she awake made it this an at least her company. That was all he needed to talk him

time?”

accusation, but he ignored it.

“What bothers you this night, so much so you cannot find sleep?” “Nothing. I’m fine.” She gave him a tight smile in response. Teasingly he said, “Liar,”

then gave her the full strength of his brilliant smile. Her heart was racing; he was so beautiful. And for the first time she noticed he wasn’t dressed as before. His pants were of the same pale green of her gown and tied at his waist. His massive chest was bear

and oh so gorgeous. The light of the fire played on his skin. The tunic he wore earlier did him a great His disservice. chest He was to propped golden him up on one arm, his biceps bulging. chiseled His beneath tunic that perfection. what lied hide

will. She would have never guested billowing fabric.

Heat stole up her neck into her cheeks making her warm all over as her eyes ventured down his long body. She was forced to sit up to get a better look. The warm cream her sheets pooled at her lap, in hands planted themselves

the firm bedding underneath her. It felt like an eternity

before she replied, “I-I’ve--,”she couldn’t finish. She couldn’t tell him what hunted her in her dreams. To many strong emotions all at once had taken its toll. Too much had happened in such a short time. She bit knew her seeking on the comfort butt. in At him that was selfish and might come back to moment she couldn’t care less. Tears the peace started she to fill when the Pratt

wells of her eyes as she recalled felt rocked her to sleep on more than

one her

occasion. face, but

She he They

tried saw

to

hide tears like word,

the

non-the-less. cheek. Doran

looked say a

diamonds as they rolled down her didn’t just held out his hand hoping she would seek comfort in him. Wanting to do something, anything to sooth her pain. LeAnn was slow to get out of bed and with every step she took; her tears came with more conviction. As she took his hand he lowered her beside him. Doran laid on his side now; they were back to chest. her His and large pressed arms her cocooned

firmly against him. Her breathing calmed and her tears stopped, and after a while they both found peaceful sleep. They’d slept the morning away huddled on the floor. She was

facing him now, her head resting on his broad She shoulder. was a He could Her wake like this for a lifetime, he thought. sleepless vision. but eyes were puffy, a result of her night, didn’t distract from her striking looks. Her tousled, night hair as if was they love. slightly spent Her the legs

making

entwined with his. Draped over his wide chest was her arm where he made lazy She circles was so with soft his and fingers.

delicate in his arms. With his side her he breasts could pressed feel to

every

breath she took. What must he do to make her his? He mused. Was he becoming womanish? And in only a few short hours in her tiny little arms? May the Gods save him from such a fate?

The smell of

longer her,

he

lay

there the

taking the sight of her in, the touching her, stronger his desire became. It was now to the point of painful and the groan he trapped in his throat crept out, rumbling in his chest. He shut his eyes to the pain forcing it, willing it to go away, to ignore it. Several moments past before he noticed the stiff body next to him. “Talk to me woman, so my mind does not wonder again.” “What would you like to talk about?” pulling her arms away from him, trying to break free of his embrace with little success. “This unwarranted fear you

have of me. Have I done something to cause it? If so, tell me now so I can rid you of it.” So I can make love to you, end my pain and

make you mine. “I can’t. You wouldn’t

understand if I did. Besides it’s embarrassing.” Effortlessly sliding her across he his sat lap. up It

happened so fast LeAnn hadn’t had time to object. Once he positioned her for his comfort he continued, determined to get to the bottom of her secret. “You your will come to me he with wasn’t

problems

woman,”

asking, his tone said as much. “I am to look after you. I cannot do that if I do not know what hurts you; what pleases you.” Gritting here long out, “I for won’t you to be do

enough

either, so drop it.” “We do not have the tools to send you back. Best you get use to

it now and save me the trouble of making you.” “No!” He answer, breath. “Yes,” his warm breath squeezed to the her pint at of that losing

caressing her lips. He eased his grip, his

manhood rising. Her luscious body pressed against him was making him forget feel of the him purpose She on her of at bottom. this the She conversation. gasped

tried to wiggle out of his embrace unsuccessfully. Why did he have to be so blasted strong? He gave her an impish grin, his eyes so innocent. “You’re making it worse.” “Can’t you control your-,”

her complaint was cut short. His lips were warm and gentle covering hers in soft perfection. He was truly gifted. She had never felt a kiss like that before. So tender. At first she didn’t know what to do, but then her senses were overwhelmed by his touch. She was torn between her anger at liking it and her anger at him for having the nerve to do it. Soon all thought and reason left her. She hadn’t had time to be afraid or even think to stop him. Before back. The long moment Her she she was kissing her

cupped

hands about his face his kiss had changed. willing compliance was all he needed to spur him on. His mouth demanding, controlling, and urging her on to give as good as she got. His lips commanding hers to

separate, forcing

his to

tongue seek. His

hiding hands

hers

gentle but firm. One feeling its way down the length of her body, the other holding her securely to him. Breathless kiss after breathless kiss, she was consumed by the sensation. By his passion. Oh, for all the stars in heaven! Why did he have to taste so good! Feel so good! LeAnn’s his neck, arms wrapped her around hands

running

through his raven hair, thick and soft like feathers. His soft lips blazed a trail down her neck. Her nipples gently could hardened needing feel his under her callous the palm She breast.

fingers

work their magic. It was pure bliss. Had she

really thought a man’s touch would be repulsive to her? At the moment

she

was

feeling She

anything think when

but about his

repulsed. There was no fear there either. that couldn’t know. Not just

nimble fingers were molding her to his will. He suckled on her breast through the thin material of her gown. feel Springing her forth the sounds delight of her pleasure. To hear her moan, quiver with encouraged him to do more. Those a pale nimble pool He fingers beside made them. at

short work of her gown. It lay in green skin. Exposing every inch of her creamy caramel just looked her then, caressing her, devouring her with his eyes. There was no embarrassment on her part, no shame in her nakedness, just need. His eyes blazed and she wondered if hers were doing the same. The position was

unsatisfactory,

not

giving

him

full access to her. He wanted to touch all of her see all of her. Before finished rolling silken She the in her fur thought his on mind her her when this, was he back. even was The

beneath think like

played he was

havoc on her nerves all ready raw. couldn’t her touching kissing

her so thoroughly. “You are late! What could

possibly be so important that you would dare ignore a summons from your father?” Ti’mon, shouting at the top of his lungs as he barged through the doors of Doran’s bedchamber. It took him several moments

to locate him in the large room. “Ah, will if that’s not a

good reason I don’t know what is.”

Having

now

found

Doran

sprawled out in front of a dying fire in a most compromising state. He of course was the only one to see the humor in it. The moment he heard the doors to her his chamber opened His with Doran dark a had eyes lowered himself to cover LeAnn in naked on state. Ti’mon locked fierce

heat. Never before had he such an urge to kill his uncle. “I’ll just tell your father

you’re busy.” Doran’s his chest hasty growl his thundered uncle made burst in a into

and

retreat.

LeAnn

laughter at the sight of him so anger. Unlike him she was relieved to be interrupted. To have a moment to catch her breath, get a hold of her sanity and think about what they were about to do. She

wasn’t

ready

to

like

him,

trust

him, or any other soft emotion she could think of. “Don’t you dare turn that

scowl on me. I’m not the one who ruined your plans.” “So she nothing there at to ruined that. are “Can your they?” I do mind?”

nodded

change

lightly kissing her neck. “Doran to.” He was due growled to his again, but she He please, I don’t want

wasn’t afraid, she knew his mood frustration. reached for her gown at his side and sat up bringing her up with him. “Lift up your arms,” as she did he slept her gown back on. He was almost pouting, he looked so disappointed. LeAnn wanted to

laugh. seating

She on

didn’t. the

He

left When

her he

floor.

returned he was dressed as he was the day they met. As he started towered the door his voice was cavalier. “I must leave you for a short time, behave later.” Tell her what to do will he? She had plans of her own. And they didn’t include being here when he came back. Now that Doran was gone the room seemed so much bigger. She hadn’t realized how much space the man took up. She had the room to herself and couldn’t help but to snoop. As she looked around she saw nothing out of the ordinary, but I shall return while before in my the moon rises. I know you will yourself absence. We will finish our talk

not

really.

Then

she

noticed

a

door. It didn’t look like a door at first. But when a stiff wind came through the window the wall moved. Without hesitation she pushed her way through. How disappointing. It was just his closet. One wall of filled of with colors, Clearly Tunics mostly that in a his rainbow shades

green.

was

favorite color. What had he called it last night? “His colors”, that might on be important, all in but that didn’t buttery know how. Pants were folded neatly shelves; leather he wore the other day, in black, browns and grey. Mounted on the wall parallel to the door where swords and daggers. While entered the LeAnn room was and was taking laying

inventory, so to speak. Deanna had

out an assortment of dresses for her to wear. the She When LeAnn she finally taken woman exited aback. closet had was the

heard

come in and announce herself, but Deanna wasn’t alone. “This is my daughter Nina. We will help you dress today.” Nina was the spitting had image same of her mother and the gentle

presents. LeAnn walked across the room to the bed where Deanna had laid out four dresses. One a pale green, the same the color others of her blue, nightgown,

lavender and gold. All made of the sheer gauzy material she has seen every woman in, including Deanna. The gold was striking but for what she had planed she wanted to blend in. For that reason she chose the blue. It was deeper than the one Deanna and Nina wore, but

LeAnn that.

hadn’t

taken

exception

to

With reached eyed dress no and

her for

chose the

made

Deanna on her could very

straps

shoulders. LeAnn jumped back wild exasperated. thank was a She you herself, Nina

much. Deanna paid her odd behavior mind. different story. The moment LeAnn jumped the girl nearly fell down laughing. I guess it was kind of funny, but at the moment LeAnn couldn’t see the humor in it. “Please, it will go a lot

faster if we help you. There is no need to be shy.” LeAnn begrudgingly took her

gown off and Deanna and Nina made short work of dressing her. Before long she was dripping in a sea of deep cloth blue that folds fell of the softest her just past

knees. It was so light on her skin she felt naked. The sandals were the in The same color, dress she had up been her offered calves. from her before upon her arrival, but gold lacing floated away

body tying at her neck. Giving no hint of what she had underneath. She thought they were done

until Nina reached into her basket and pulled out a gold belt it was thick, a good three inches. LeAnn was surprised to find the metal light on her waist. What it did to the dress was make it cling. She liked it better when it was a tent. The thin fabric that floated away from her breasts now hugged them. The skirt of her dress now showed more of the curve in her hips. that It was deceptively exposed. The modest. gauzy There wasn’t an inch of her back wasn’t

fabric

showed

everything

without

showing anything, the tint of her skin peeking through the blue. It showed too much. It just wouldn’t do. “This isn’t going to work for me. I think thought I’ll just wear grin the was cloths I came in.” For a moment LeAnn Deanna’s one of compliance. She was wrong. “I’m afraid that will be most impossible Lady LeAnn. I was ordered to burn them last night. Forgive me but I was most happy to do so. A Lady should never be caught in such things.” LeAnn was

angry, it was written all over her face, but it was directed at Doran not Deanna. She had no doubt it was he who had her cloths turned to ash. LeAnn thoroughly annoyed, “Do you have anything that does more

too…

cover

you?”

waving

a

hand

over her body. “I’m afraid not, it is hot in these lands when the sun is high and does not is cool all much that in a the lady nigh. This

would wear.” “Yours this, I doesn’t much look rather like wear

would

what you have on.” Deanna’s dress gave her more cover only dipping past back. “I am not a Lady.” “Nether am I!” LeAnn retorted emphatically. “King Jorvik has made it her shoulder blades in the

clear that you are to be treated as one.” Trying to change her mood a little she added with a gentle smile, “You look beautiful, blue is definitely your color. Perhaps

one day it will be your color as it will be Doran’s.” “What thing?” “It shows what your station is with this color

is, and in some cases what house you belong to. Doran wears green because he leads the elite guard, but when he represents his father he wears the blue that marks him as member of his father’s house.” Fine. LeAnn lost this battle and knew it, but the second she was off this into planet some she was getting pants.

Preferably black. Deanna She had wasn’t sure what to in

think of the girl’s odd behavior. taken great best effort picking out every item in order to insure LeAnn’s assets where enhanced. When LeAnn began walking

toward

the

fireplace

Deanna

knew

Doran would be pleased. The girl didn’t walk she was gliding. She gave herself a mental pat on the back. Nina placed the other dresses in the closet and saw next to Doran’s to the Tunics plans. “Would you like a tour Lady LeAnn? Or should I bring you your breakfast?” Lady? now. When Right did she that was a Lady She herself

door. Deanna seemed to have other

happen?

hadn’t called her Lady last night. “I’m not hungry, but a tour of the grounds would be nice. If I don’t get out of this room I’ll go crazy.” little All she needed then, was a information, maybe

she could find someone to take her

home. “Very well, I’ll send one of the guards to escort you.” Wait part going move? “You can’t take me? I really don’t Her want male how Doran company still easy just a a today.” little she had short feathers over to of to a the get men minute, plan. away that How with her wasn’t she of every one

was

Doran’s

watching

ruffled succumb

while ago. “I’m sorry Lady…” before she could finish LeAnn cut her off. “Can’t you call me something else?” “Mistress?” “How about LeAnn?”

She seemed to consider it for a moment only to say, “No, that won’t do,” smiling at her. Clearly she thought this was funny. LeAnn couldn’t be called rolled help by her her it; eyes, this A she was shirt

ridiculous. All she wanted was to name. that covered her, some pants, and to go home. What was so hard about that? “As Mistress court is It I no was woman saying of to isn’t the Lad... Kings the and

allowed just

wander done,

grounds of the outer wall without escort. for good reason. It can be quite dangerous. We have a fragile truth with the Mordi to the North. Trust me when I say you would not want to be captured by them.” LeAnn knew she wasn’t going

to get her way so she would just

have to sneak out on her own, but not before she needled Deanna for information. They spent more than an hour roaming from room to room in the Castle towns talking and about neighboring kingdoms.

Deanna was no real help though. The answered answer. anyone on one the She question most had never who she wanted of the

she

couldn’t heard had

Kentish

ability to travel to other worlds. Deanna hall where led the her women to the main their

took

food. To say she was uncomfortable was putting it mildly. She had the distinct feeling they were angry with her. Deanna walked her to the table closest to the entryway and began making At introductions. until she Most met were nice, but it felt like it was forced. Shanda. least

“My

friends

call

me

Shawn.

And if you set anywhere else but beside me I’ll be terribly upset.” LeAnn wasn’t good at making

friends, but Shawn made it easy. She was so warm and friendly; it was hard not to like her. As LeAnn took the seat offered to her, the other room. Shawn. “I don’t think they like me very much.” “Oh, It’s you not no out they’re secret of are bad. the a just jealous. wants that’s our but ladies LeAnn moved nearly across laughed, the she

didn’t, instead she leaned over to

that

Doran

something

Though

ordinary, bunch,

warriors

lusty

it’s rumored that he will take you for wife, which has every single women of age up in arms.” How could that be? They just met.

“I just got here! How could they know something like that? How could he know something like that?” Deanna laughed at her

disbelief and took her leave. As long as LeAnn had made a friend she knew she would be fine alone while she saw to her other duties. “What was so funny?” “You m’dear.” She started to laugh her herself. If only sat she knew what a commotion she caused with arrival. to LeAnn patiently in to the waiting be filled

joke at her expense no doubt. “Every their rising at King his Jorvik for

holds court where anyone may lay problems but one for feet resolution. Doran was summonsed to attend, ignored whatever the reason other,” after

giving LeAnn a knowing look.

“Needless to say King Jorvik was angry and made it no secret what he thought detained his son. Oh now don’t look so scandalized. I haven’t even got to the good part yet.” She was enjoying this too much. “There’s more?” warily. “Well--,” for effect. “When Doran finally showed you. no doubt pausing

they had a big fight about

Everyone knows Doran can be just as scary as his father but most haven’t seen it until today. He hinds his anger so will you know. Jorvik wants to present you as a chore of wife to his warriors and Doran lost all composure. Needless to say no man in Oreye will be coming near you. He made it quite clear that you will share no one’s bed but his.”

“Like hell I will! How could he make me sound so, so…” “Are you ill?” bemused at the thought that there was a woman alive who would object to Doran’s affection. “What? No, I’m just not going to be his play thing.” “I think you missed my point entirely dear.” “It doesn’t matter. I won’t

be here much longer.” “Going home are you? I hear there are dark ones who live to the West. Is that where you’re from?” “Much further,” she said with a droll. LeAnn would have gone into more detail but her eye was caught by a group of women leaving through an archway.

LeAnn there she long was

decided enough. that to

she It the was

stayed dark

when she came in last night, but sure word archway stood at across the room led out. Without another Shawn The she and walked toward the door. It was surprisingly easy. guards the gate didn’t lift a finger to stop her. Before she knew it she was walking among the people. She was darker than anyone she had seen, yet non-raised a brow. She was nearly to the trail they road on the night before when Ti’mon hadn’t took seen notice him of yet her. and She he

wouldn’t make himself known until he was sure of what she was doing and where she was going. By the time she reached the dirt packed road limits her. leading Ti’mon She was out had of the city up to on caught

concentrating

backtracking didn’t her. hear

so him

intently come up

she behind

“And where do you think to go without a proper escort?” LeAnn flinched at hearing that familiar voice. She didn’t even think. It was an easy if slow he chose. wasn’t him Flight faster. She or She was fight? She took off running, but damned would was. Ti’mon not knows for being had hoped that he being so large down. beginning to see how bad her luck

gentle grabbed a fist full of her hair. Bringing her to an instant halt. He didn’t want to hurt her, just get her attention as quick as possible. It worked. but not She was bending backward. The position was uncomfortable, painful. She was trying to pry his fingers

loss. Hotly, she shouted, “Are you crazy? Let me loss!” “No felt kicking this but time.” for She a

freedom,

only

moment. His hand was about her arm pulling her down the road back to the heart of the city, through the courtyard and into the main hall. She was pulling against him forcing him to tighten his grip. There was no doubt a bruise was forming. looked on Everyone in in the until hall they silents

disappeared from sight. Ti’mon secured her in Doran’s bedchamber, placing two guards at his door. He wasted no time in informing Doran himself. The girl had spunk; he’d give her that. He just hoped she would far well against Doran’s temper. He wasn’t going to like that she tried to

flee, and with no one to protect her. Doran had great control, but he shared Jorvik’s Foul temper. It was harder to rile, but once it was it was just as thunderous as his father’s maybe even more so. LeAnn was furious with

herself. Next time she would have to be more careful, if there was ever a next time. They would most likely watch her much closer now. While attempt filling events. within else. He respected his father. More than any man he had ever known, but he was out of line this time. His personal life was none of his she of cursed in her on foolhardy was day’s his the with escape, Ti’mon

Doran After ear

fighting he was

father for the delectation of all shot annoyed, more so with himself than anything

father’s business. As long as he produced insist because where and he an he he heir what difference noble a Queen. was How any wanted did it make who the mother was? To marry married obscured. His father was King only there be situations if he

different? You want who you want damned Arian. Still he should not have lost control like that. It was not the way to handle his father, and now this. Didn’t she know he it told was her dangerous? Hadn’t

there was no way to send her back? She would have to learn to trust his word, even to if go he to had her to just blister her backside to do it. He didn’t trust know, his blood was still too hot. He’d wait till the sun went down; then they would have that much needed talk.

Later that night Doran opened the doors to the his guards bedchamber, before he dismissing

entered. He was ready for a fight. In the short time he knew her he was under certain his she would Some not of cow the scolding.

heat went out of him when his eyes fell on his bed. The stiffness in his back gave, his fingers loosened, and the scowl that had been etched on his face all day smoothed away. How dare she look so peaceful after what she did today! Seeing her lay there in his bed. God, she was tempting, a goddess dripping in blue and gold. He was drawn to her; from the moment he laid eyes on her, he knew he wouldn’t be free of her. He walked quietly to the side of the bed making every effort not to wake her as he lay beside her, boots and all.

She waiting wanted she to

had for get

gotten She

tired had

of only and no She her turn

Doran.

comfortable the had sky was

closed her eyes for a moment. When opened and his them she hand She longer lit by the sun, but by the moons back, by his company. on in could feel his chest against her resting wasn’t which generous hip. alarmed

nearness,

made her nervous. She put her hand on his to move it so she could get up. Doran woke the moment she did having heard the change she in her to breathing. When tried

remove his hand he decided to take advantage of her ignorance to his wakefulness. His hand was gone but not for long. He stirred and she froze not wanting to wake him. His leg nudged between hers

and that hand she thought was out of the way ran across of her the soft flat surface and stomach, at the

locking her firmly to him. She was thrilled frightened same time. Did he know what he was doing? The embroidery on his tunic tickled softness the her of bare his skin back. pants of The her warm inner caressing

silken

thigh. It was too much, she had to get away. She tried moving his hand

again only to have it move up to cup one breast. His head dropped to her neck, out He his a was breath warm a and She against it, lips barely touching. LeAnn cross let small so sigh, warm. between exasperation

excitement.

soon fell asleep like that. With him wrapped around her. He held her sleeping for

through

the

night.

She

was

so

soft, so small in his arms. And just as he knew she would she fit perfectly in his bed. In her sleep she turned As to if him she and was held afraid him to tight.

loss the warmth of his body. They slept like that for the rest of the night, slept in each other’s arms until morning.

Chapter ten
“The girl has turned out to be more of a distraction then first I thought.” Jorvik sounding morose as he settled backed down in the cream high stuffed armchair located

behind a large marble slated desk. Ti’mon sat across from him in a less impressive over chair he as Jorvik looked deeds recently

acquired. “Can you truly blame him? He maybe a man fully grown, but he has never dealt with feelings like this before. Give him time and he will adjust,” he managed an even tone, though it took an effort on his part. “He who has no child to speak of sees fit to advice me of mine?”

“I’ll sired many

have a

you

know

I

have the

child

over

years,” his cool grey eyes warming by the minute. Seeing the anger rising in

Ti’mon , Jorvik sought to meet him in kind. “Sired yes, but father to none. Do not mistake the two!” His back stiffened waiting for his brother to come at him with a barb of his own. Lord knows Jorvik was never plenty of him perfect, of his when and Ti’mon knew sorted Ti’mon youthful did the

past. The fight went swiftly out unexpected. “I have made mistakes, yes.

We both know them all too well, but you also know how much I love that boy of yours, and his mother. You know she would not dare do what you think of doing now.” “You know if Doran does not

marry Arian we will no doubt have to war with the Mordi over the land and port we need.” Jorvik was very pleased with himself, having come up with for a very his an reasonable unreasonable almost complaint stand.

Wearing

imperceptible grin. “Ah, you speak of what you

want not what you need brother. I see now the change in you without your darling wife.” in his Unmistakable tone. “You disapproval

really think to force his hand in the matter? To see him married for profit would and have it! not your And love? head to a Truly for whore she even no

thinking is.”

less! Noble or not that’s what she

Jorvik knew he was right but stubbornness admitting it. forbad So him instead from he

unleashed his anger, something he did often with Ti’mon. “Do not speak to me of

Seline!” disturbing the papers as he slammed his fist into the desk. “She trusted in my wisdom, and obeyed me in all things!” Ti’mon seemed snorted by at his that and

unmoved

splendid

display of temper. “I long think you a have been you so have

without

woman

forgotten what it is like to be under ones thumb.” Ti’mon saying mood. ignore He always that had a way him of his for

things

lightened

could

strangle of his

that! He wanted to be anger. To the truth selfish reasons for wanting to see his son marred off to Arian. Don’t be fooled, he loves

Doran and didn’t lie when he told him he wanted him to know the joys a wife and child could bring him. No, that was true. What was also true if his son would not do the choosing out of love he might as well get some type of compensation for all the trouble he’d be put to. Jorvik was sure it would be no hardship to fall in love with Arian. flowed She Long down was her young hair A back. and that long beautiful. golden

statuesque frame that would please any hot-blooded man. With piercing blue eyes, as blue as his own. At least that’s what Jorvik

heard. He also heard of her many lovers, but that’s here nor there. The tail of her beauty has been whispered far and wide. Though he himself had never laid eyes on

her. Then there was the matter of all Doran would gain from such a union. but North matter. The land owned was attractive, of it they plenty where coveted

themselves. The sea ports to the however Jorvik another them more

than any other King of Oreye. It was a good match and a good idea if he said so himself. And was quick to remind Ti’mon of it now. Ti’mon would not be moved and was just as quick to recap the events of last night. Jorvik arguing did. Any to to and a Ti’mon small would at had parcel have been of

over

land they shared, as they always topic have say, done. an both Though excuse Needless they rarely they needed one were

another.

still brooding over the words that

past between them by the time they made their way to the dining hall. Jorvik at the took of his the usual table place and

head

Ti’mon at the other end. As usual Doran was nowhere to be found. It became a common occurrence ever since the woman was left in his keeping. It seemed like any other day. Maybe they would have the good fortune to see Doran enter without the woman? Maybe he would send her to take food with the ladies of his court as was of to proper? escape be Her kept constant what were threats suppose

them joined at the hip. Even in private meetings with his son he was not speared her presents. Jorvik was quickly becoming

sick of the girl. While Ti’mon was becoming more and more amused by

the whole affair. Between exasperation, possessiveness, frustration, enough entertained. Jorvik’s hope for a normal there drama and was to Jorvik’s Doran’s LeAnn’s more keep than him

dinner was dashed the moment they heard raised voices in the hall. There was a loud noise that entered the room before LeAnn came storming in and took the seat she had taken for the last two months. Doran eyes glowing followed with fiery. body briskly, He was

fingering his left cheek, his dark glowering with anger. Her arms where folded about over her, stiff

her chest with enough heat in her eyes to match his own. She could

feel him staring her down but dare not look at him just yet. She had a feeling she went to fare this time when she struck him. It was pure insanity! He

could crush her if he wanted to. If he lost his patients, like he looked now. Jorvik and Ti’mon sat in danger of doing right

stoically, but ready to intervene if need be, but there was no need. Doran let out a deep breath. His fists dropped door. Doran couldn’t see her face, but Ti’mon could. Tears had begun to flow; she sat there silently as they washed over her face. There was no question of what they had been fighting about. It always unclenched, in defeat. his In shoulders one fluid

motion turned and started for the

ended

badly

leaving

no

one

the

victor. Over Ti’mon had the few past few weeks to

opportunities

speak with her but liked her none the less. The girl had spirit and wasn’t afraid to take Doran on. In fact she did so often. She even butted which current heads would with Jorvik for her. in once, his She account

displeasure

would fit nicely in the family. If only she would except that this is her home now, that there was no hope of her returning to where she came? Ti’mon stood as he called

Doran’s name in a way that halted him instantly. It was a tone he was very familiar with, but from his father not Ti’mon. Even Jorvik took pause. Doran just stood in the doorway, back to them all. Not

wanting to look at LeAnn, he was still to anger. Too frustrated with his own loss of temper. “This and be has gone with and on long Ti’mon quite

enough. You will both make amends done asking it.” he was wasn’t

serious for a change. LeAnn looked to Doran through hazy eyes, puffy from her tears. “Can’t you at least try?” Doran turned at that and

flinched at the sight of her. He hated to think he made her cry. That he could upset her to the point of tears. He speaking knew of. of She what she to was go

wanted

home. But he would surly die if he let her go. How could he explain that to her? How could he make her understand? Perhaps the truth is

in

order?

Would

she

believe

the

moment he saw her he knew he would want no other. Or the best part of his day is when she allows him to hold her tell sleep finds her? “And lose the one thing that brings me joy? I have always been selfish.” He left it at that, but there was so much more to say. To even think of not holding you again abhor me so much I think I should die if it ever happened. LeAnn heart was was doing speechless. back flips, Her her

stomach was turning and her body was aflame. She just looked at him blankly as he walked to her and pulled her to him. Did she really have governance He a over to his her, gently happiness? He took walked finger

pulled her up against his heart. and brushed her tears aside and in a

near whisper said, “Forgive me. I did not mean to bring you to tears.” His large arms were squeezing her tightly. Wrapping her in his protective warmth. She was holding him just as tight, her face tucked in the deep v of his tunic. Jorvik and Ti’mon had been so quite they almost room echoed forgot with in they the were silence in the vice that them. Jorvik’s

followed their embrace. “If meal he in had you are done Clearly making a

scene I would like to finish my peace.” to agitated yet suffer through

another fight between them. Jorvik and Ti’mon put their full attention back on to their plates and made short work of them. LeAnn led Doran to his seat and for the first time made his

plate and poured his wine. Something he had always done for her. A smile escaped his lips and his heart was warmed by her affection. Maybe she would accept him and his home as hers at last.

Chapter 11
It was late and moon hide behind bellowing clouds hanging low in the sky. Doran had begun their bedtime ritual. First he drew a bath and leisurely and reverently washed her from head to toe. Pouring the fragrant water over her skin, her hair. Every

night he worshiped this woman, this exotic creature he longed to possess. It was the only time she would let him touch her wherever he pleased. He longed for night to come when he could feel her rub on every part of him. It was pure torture, but it was all he had. All she would allow. Until tonight. LeAnn didn’t know when in the past two months it had happened, but after tonight’s fight she knew she loved him. She didn’t want to fight anymore. She didn’t want to deny the closeness she felt for him. She wanted him. Wanted him in every way. She didn’t want to deny him anything or any part of her anymore. Doran washed her back in wide slow circles. She could feel him moving forward in the water.

Pressing

that

massive

chest

against her back. As he moved so did his hands. callused fingers felt ruff on the delicate skin of her breasts. He laid feathered kisses along her neck as he in cupped his large them, hands. overflowing

Other more intimate parts of him pressed hard and thick against her lower back. He was so much man. How did she hold out for so long? Fear. That’s how. But she wasn’t afraid of this man. This man she trusted, this man she loved. LeAnn those knew dark in an leaned back, turning She say

her head to look up at him into fathomless instant eyes. to how

everything she wanted to tell him. “Kiss me.” She let her eyes

fill

with

all

the

longing

and

desire she could muster. The trust and love that she felt for him. It must have shown because the smile she received in return was blinding. Doran wasted no time in complying with his ladies request. He waited so long to see that look of surrender in her eyes. He took complete possession of her in that moment. Using lips, tongue, and teeth. He feed from her mouth hungrily, leaving her breathless. He pulled away from that kiss and just stared at her. Caressing her cheek, searching her face as if he would memorize her in this very moment forever. He stood, pulled her out of the tube and said, “Come let me dry you off.” It was one of the things he seemed to love to do after their

bath every night. He carried her to the bed and sat her down on the edge. He was in front of her in all his naked glory, still thick and heavy, seating on his hunches before her. He took a small towel and

started at her feet. Always with her feet. Slowly he worked his way up one leg then the other stopping at the knees. LeAnn’s breathing was labored. The anticipation was killing her. How could he tease her like this? It was too much, it was just too much. She reached out a tentative hand to his and glided it up her still wet thigh, but he had other plans. “No, I’ve waited too long for you and want to savor it.” He moved his hand back down

to

her

knees

and

spread

them.

Trailing the towel up and down her inner thighs. stomach, over He moved up to her the triangle of

tight little curls. By now Doran had moved to his knees. He could wait no longer. He sat on his knees licking, biting, kissing, and tasting the soft flesh of her thighs working his way up moving from one to the other. Those strong hands dug into the soft flesh of her down thighs to the jerking her further

edge of the bed. LeAnn let out a little yelp. She couldn’t help it. It was so unexpected. Her moment of fear was forgotten her. He strokes. licked The her in long was slow was once his mouth was on

pleasure

almost

instantaneous.

Pressure

building was a

between

her

legs. to it

There an

heaviness

unbearable pressure was growing. Her breathing was ragged she felt going tried as to to if die she if was he her about to She get explode. He had to stop; she was didn’t. legs to close

away. But he held her firm. He was waiting for this. For the moment when her bud flowered. His sucked and licked and kissed driving her mad. She didn’t think it could get any better than this, anymore maddening. The moment she thought it he plunged his tongue inside her. Oh God! He was a wicked, wicked man. The pressure built as his strokes quickened. her over She the couldn’t edge. It stop came it so even if she wanted to. He brought sudden.

He

brought

her

screaming,

eyes closed, head back, and spin bowed. LeAnn grabbed at the sheets beneath something her solid trying to to as find she hold

left her body in the moments of bless he had created. Her legs were still trembling when Doran moved her further up on the bed. When her eyes could focus again she saw him kneeling between her legs. His eyes never left hers as he leaned over to capture one of her breasts in his mouth, then the other flicking his tongue over the hard she diamonds touched of her nipples. she could While he caressed them, loved them everything reach. His broad shoulders, back, arms. She large marveled at how under those her

muscles

jumped

touch. He worked his way up to her neck and laid gentle kisses along her jaw. His breath was hot against her ear. “You taste as good as you

look. Did you like what I did to you my little Luna flower?” She shook her head up and

down. Talking was still too hard at the moment. All she could do was feel. Feel him thick and hard along her thigh. Feel his hand playing in the hair at her neck, the other barely touching along her leg. His fingers trailed up and up until he found her opening. She was so tight so wet he almost mist feeling the barer. He was pleased beyond words to know she had no other before him and he was certain he would be the last.

He

kissed

her

then,

gently

tenderly. He thought about warning her, but this had been a long time coming and he didn’t want to scare her. He Caressing then her hard was her and His kissing warning swift. heart her he He again. her eat to lay and her have still she entered

touching

without

scream. cause

hurt He

caused her pain, but he would not her anymore. insider her. Waiting, hoping

would become accustom to him. He looked at her then. Tears willed in her eyes. “It was a virgin’s pain and you will never feel it again. I swear.” The tears feel, LeAnn pulled him to down him to then, her kiss. a Threading whisper; her fingers in his hair. She spoke barely

breathe caressing his wet lips. “I’m glad it was you.” That inside believe her how was and good all she it the couldn’t felt. How

encouragement he needed. He moved

full. How incredibly full. They passion pressure this rode together. was it the That was waves again, of but

heavenly different.

building

time

Somehow, more. Then it hit her. She

tightened around him and screamed her pleasure but he didn’t stop. He he was relentless. her feel again. her him in Every Until and thrust finally She thick brought could

joined

ecstasy.

warm

spill inside her. Feel him like a second heart beat throbbing within her.

As Doran held her in his arms trying to relearn how to breath, he thought “home”. “She’s my home and wherever she goes I’ll follow.”

To be continued…

About the Author R.J. Lynn is a part time realist and a full time dreamer living in L.A., the City of Angeles. With too many dirty birds to count and crazy goings on in this town it would be criminal to keep some of the epic stories she’s witnessed here.

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