Who Cried Wolf

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Jenis looked down upon that fragile face of hers, colored in with the pencils of beauty and majestic water colors. Her cheeks were set ablaze by none other than his body which, on any other day, it would be that color due to the ongoing frustration between the two of them. Embarrassment was not an easy emotion Ariana could hide from, he could tell. How or if she managed to do it before in the past months, he had no idea, but to see it now as an effect of his body, hot and warm against her. He could tell the lines on her face were working hard to figure out the answer to his rhetorical question (he assumed she didn't). Jenis seemed to sense the words before she could even form them. He touched a forefinger to her lips.

"Don't answer," he whispered. "Not tonight. Please."

Please. They could have this night, cross this line. There would be no going back. There would likely be no regrets, but those were in the gray mists of the future, and they didn't outweigh the need to connect, to touch, to shut out the rest of the world for a few hours. Jenis had to remind himself that this was all a part of the deal. That if she had never agreed or if he would have never won, he would be in this bed, alone as a statue in the middle of a cemetery. Her honor and pride as a Saypolian princess was what kept her shuddering underneath him. As sickening as the reverie was to him, it did not stop his heart from doing somersaults when her faced turned from his in embarrassment. Soon, Jenis's hand returned to her cheek, crooking it enough so that she faced him fully. Just as quickly, his mouth was on hers again, hotter, hungrier.

He pushed the covers that had bundled up around the sides of her arms and her breasts when he moved to reveal his member, hot and coursing with longing against her. He continued to shove them away, the need to see her, to taste her, too urgent. Her breasts were once again there for the taking, the color of cream, the texture of silk, a size that fit his palms perfectly. He cupped them together again, rubbing his thumbs across the rosy buds at their center, the need snapping inside him like a whip as they hardened behind his touch. Bending her back over his arm, he lowered his head to take one tightened peak between his lips. The taste of her was as mesmerizing as the touch was, just a tad bit more so. His lips moved with the shakes of her body, feeling the ripples of passion erupt from her just with a flick of his tongue.

He lifted his head and looked at her, his lower lip slick and shining. The pupils of his eyes were huge, ringed with darkened brown. He looked uncivilized, as if the same fire in her head for him seared away the thin veneer of manners he wore in public, revealing what he had been hiding from her all along at the core of him--something dangerous, untamed, raw. Ariana was not employing her hands at all in the situation, and it was driving him crazy, but she obeyed his first order, so...

"Feel what you do to me...how much I want you."her rasped, grabbing her hands, guiding it down, and closing it around his shaft, guiding it up and down along the length of him. Her fingers were now enclosed around him; hot, hard, thick, and pulsing.​
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Before she could speak, he hushed her softly, begging her not to speak a word at all. She would happily oblige for she did not think she could say a single thing properly with her mind in such a confusing haze of pleasure and emotions. It was a miracle she wasn't already speaking gibberish to him. Ariana wondered why she was there, why she was letting herself go through this. It wasn't just he pride anymore...there was something else pushing her to lay there and not fight him but she could not figure out what it was. Her thoughts were stopped though as he grabbed onto her cheek and turned her gaze back onto him, his lips connecting with hers as she slowly closed her eyes.

His kiss was hungry, as if he had been starved for days. Her mind traveled to what his hands were doing as she felt them near her. They were shoving away the blanket and sheets that hand bundled around her and her arms. While he pushed them away she laid still, allowing him to move before she jolted at the feel of his rough hands upon her breasts one again. With just one teasing pinch her nipples were brought to life, stiffening quite a bit. She let out a weak sigh as he pulled her closer suddenly, a gasp following as his hot mouth covered her whole nipple as he teased it with her tongue. A shudder ran through her body, holding her close as she panted loudly.

She whimpered weakly as he pulled back, not wanting the feeling to go away. She had never experienced such...such good feelings before, it no longer mattered that he was the one causing them she just wanted more. Her eyes opened to look down at him for a moment, only to see a beast in his eyes. A controlled beast, but a beast nonetheless. She could feel it, his against her leg as he laid on top. Apparently it was too much for him for soon his hand took hers again, speaking simply as he make her grab onto his large length.

Her eyes were wide, like a surprised doe. Her hands shook nervously as she felt his member. It was hot and throbbing in her palm, the whole length rock hard. Her hand was not able to wrap around it fully, it having gotten so thick with need. She had no idea what to do, she was mostly stunned by the fact that she had caused this. Slowly, and uncertainly, she started to touch more, feeling his complete length as a small bit of curiosity took control.

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Jenis had no regrets when he told himself over and over that he was head over heels for Princess Ariana from Saypol. It was not just the body, though that was quite the plus. It was her as a challenge, debate, woman. He could do that with the Council all he wanted too but would get no where near the same effect she would give him. Her words were always so strong and needed no back up. She had her own silent army of snappy remarks to give her all the back up she desired in that little head of hers. But even as the two of them were sharing heat and all of her snappy remarks vanished, he still fell compelled to show her that he enjoyed the challenge she was giving him. That is what she was doing: challenging to go the limits his body had built for her and he was going to reach those limits and some. That is what needed.

With his hand still curved over hers, she reached down and copped him, and a shudder rippled through his whole body. It was tough to fight the grunt of impatience that had built up to his teeth but he did as much as he could while he curiously explored him. His face was twisted in a hungry impatience that had pulled his expression into a pleasurable gasp. He drew away long enough preposition his body more comfortably over her own, her warm hands now leaving his shaft, leaving it cold but damped with a needing throbbing. He came back to her ready, eager, the muscles in his arms trembling as he braced himself over her.

He almost thought of giving her the option of backing out, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable. Yes, strangely enough, he cared too much about her feelings to let the shattering of his own sexual sanity to stop her from being comfortable. There was something in her eyes that held her in that bed and it wasn't reluctance. It was confusion, curiosity, a wanting to know more. He could see a flicker of it in her eyes as he bent himself back over her. His eyes drifted shut as he entered her in a maddening slowness. He could feel her body tighten around him like a fist. He had knew this was the first her most sensitive flesh had to experience something so large and throbbing, squeezing in between her as she clamped around him, holding onto his member as if he would slip right out of it. He would not let that happen.

"Sweet heaven," he groaned, fighting the instinctive urge to posses, to bury himself in a single stroke. "Relax for me, sweetheart," he whispered, slowly drawing her leg along the length of his thigh/ He slid a hand beneath her hip and lifted her into him, allowing himself to sink deeper, closer to oblivion.​
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Ariana let her fingers roam him curiously, if rather shyly at that. She glanced up at him quietly as her fingers roamed over his shaft, watching his expression changing again and again as he seemed to be fighting himself. He must have wanted to do it so badly that it almost hurt. It was then that she started to have a bit of respect for the man above her. He was holding off just tackling her to the bed and taking her like he wanted...He was thinking of her. Or, at least she assumed he was. She could not think of any other reason for a horny male to hold himself back unless it had something to do with his partner. Then again, she was a virgin so it was possible that she was wrong...A small part of her hoped that she wasn't though.

Her hands did not stay on his member for very long before he pulled back and repositioned himself above her body. The time had come, he was going to do what they were there to do. Her hands moved to her chest, resting there as she laced her fingers together. Her cheeks were terribly flushed as she looked up into his eyes. She could see him looking into her gaze, reading her like he seemed to be able to do. She was not turning away. She was laying there, ready and willing for him to take her. However, it was no longer about her pride, it was about learning more, about figuring out the feelings that now seemed to bubble inside of her as he touched her.

The moment his eyes closed hers followed, her hands clenching each other as he started to press into her. Ariana let out a weak whimper as he entered her slowly, inching into her tight muscles and stretching out in a way she had never been before. It hurt, that was all she knew, it hurt and he didn't seem to stop at all. He was going so slowly, the pain throbbing dully as she laid there under him. A pained sigh slipped out as he asked her to relax, large breaths following after that as she tried to calm her racing heart and relax her muscles. the hand on her thigh was a welcome distraction to the pain, and the lifting of her hips helped ease the stress as well. Thank goodness too because if it had continued she might have actually taken back her word right there.
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He could tell that it was painful to her just by the painful moans and whimpers that came from her dainty lips, shaking and trembling while Jenis moved uncomfortably slow inside her. He took care not to make it too unbearable for her to take. He had never taken a woman's temple before but he assumed it had to be a delicate process. It was as hard for her to endure just as hard as it was for him. He wanted to slide the deepest he could go, deep into the crevices of her body, probing around and exploring all sections of her walls. He wanted to plow her, hard and deep, friction rubbing around him while her body closed around him in return. He hated holding back everything he could do, because he had so much more in store for her.

Jenis, however, cared about her.

He took his time, maneuvering his hips in small thrusts to allow her to adjust to the pain. He was sure it would go away or that the pleasure would reign dominant over her as it did for him. His hair tickled the sides of his temples, body threatening to gather beads of sweat as his arms still struggled to hold his weight. Each time her body came in contact with his lower hips, he wanted to take her by the hip and force her down upon him, until his entire body quaked with pleasure. However, Ariana's moaning and confused movement under him made it hard for him to focus, eyes shutting each time he would slide deeper, taking every silky pathway she would allow.​
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Ariana did her best to relax, her body having tense up upon the intrusion. It was different, that was for certain. She could feel him holding back, no using his full strength upon her. She was grateful for that at least, it allowed her to adjust to this new feeling. Ariana knew that he wanted to truly take her, mark her in the strongest way possible, and yet he held back for her sake. That alone made her respect him a little more. She bit her lip as he thrusted into her lightly, not going terribly deep but enough to get the process going.

Her muscles were starting to loosen at this point, relaxing as his member massaged her insides. She let out a weak whimper, this time it filled with a bit of need instead of pain. The pleasure was starting to return to her body, her muscles twitching lightly around him as the friction sent little sparks up her spine. A hand moved to her lips to muffle the weak sounds, embarrassed that she was making such needy noises.

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That far into the process, Jenis was beginning not to care if the pain still lingered. He knew Ariana was strong and that she could do a simple minute or two of safe, cautious stroking, but the time to work was at hand. Jenis tired of having to hold back when he had free reign to do whatever he wished with her, remembering that he had won the moment. He had won the chance take part in the current play of things and there was no limit or cap to that, nothing to tell him he couldn't go farther, nothing but his own heart of course. But for the time being, his body was speaking louder than his heart.

"Forgive me."he grunted, pushing himself harder and deeper into her very core, unmoved and unwavering by her voice and delicate moans that tickled his ears. He couldn't let that hold him back, not while he was so far into her. Not while he had his entire persona stripped away in a mere moment, only for the true him to be revealed out in the open. Undeniably, Jenis was having a hard to himself, panting and grasping onto the smooth hips he had always envisioned in his mind. He was holding onto her, metaphorically and physically. She was his right now and maybe for an even longer time if she would allow it.

Jenis no longer questioned his motives as he continuously drove himself into her, a groan and deep exhale matching said movements. Ariana was becoming more than a body; she was becoming an entity, a feeling, an emotion. The creamy river between her inner legs throbbed around him and Jenis wanted to bathe in it, bathe in her, her smell, taste, sight, person. A surprised look twisted behind his eyes when his member shook and tightened uncontrollably, signaling his point of insanity. She was doing this to him, her sweet magic, inciting him and toying with him, and Jenis, hard and steady inside her, was playing her game.​
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It was bound to happen, not even Jenis with all of his will power and strength could fight back that natural urges that came with being a man. Thankfully, by the time he had lost his own control the pain had long ago disappeared into a pool of body numbing pleasure. It took all of her will power alone to not groan out and curl up weakly under him, begging him with her body to move more into her depths. His body had taken over, his mind no longer making the calls now. She could feel it in every heavy stroke and push against her hips. His weak apology was barely noticed as her body suddenly started to be more open with its wants as well, pushing her feelings and mind into a dark pit to be looked at after she was done experiencing such pleasure.

Her back arched lightly as he thrusted into her hips, her muscles twitching lightly around him as her hands clung to the silken sheets under her. Her expression was weak, her eyes shut as her face was flushed, her lip being bitten as she held in a moan that rumbled in her chest. Her legs gave a sudden twitch as she shivered under him, her muscles getting tighter as he pushed into her deeper and harder once more. The feel of his hands upon her, holding her so tightly as he took her, making her shiver with whimper with every breath, it was almost to much to bare. So much so, that before she could bite it back and hide it...She moaned.

"Ahh~....Jenis."

It was soft, barely there at all, but the deed was done. She had whimpered his name in a moment of weakness, a moment here her body had taken over and all past judgements were forgotten. He was no longer a man that had kidnapped her, teased her, and forced her into a tight spot. He was a man that sent shivers down her spine with each thrust and made her toes curl with each little tap. A hand darted up to her lips to mute herself officially, having finally realized what slipped out of her pale pink lips. She had no idea where it had come from, here it had built up in her chest. But it had, and there was no taking it back now. She could only hold in anything else that might build up, and let him finish the deed he had begun.
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"I know, I know,"he shushed against her cheek, lips moving beyond her lips and deep into her once again.

Now she had done it. Now she had really done it and done it well. He caught his breath then let it go in a sigh of pure, sensual pleasure. Slowly, erotically, they moved together, without words, the glow of the moonlight gliding their bodies. Jenis had long since let go of the self-restraint that was so much a part of him, shivering inside at the idea of his own vulnerability. He felt as if his soul were an inch away from hers, straining to connect in a way that was more primal, more than physical, deeper than anything he had known in a long time. They were both beyond thought. There was only need and urgency, a rush to an explosion of bliss. Embarrassed to know that she was listening to everything that was happening, Jenis unwillingly shouted out her name, her title, high into the roof of his room. At the same time, his body bucked on top of her, the last thrust being the gateway to his serenity.

Something hot and warm filled his member and he did not need to ask himself what it was. He just knew it was something needed, something that ripped and tore threw him each and every second until she, in turn, allowed himself to release it. Consequences seemed minuscule and reason to doubt was long gone as well. It was just his body on hers in the last shudders of pleasure.

"Ahh...ahhh...Ari..." Pathetic as it was, Jenis fought hard to say her name, breath masked by the final waves of his body, still ravishing and pounding through his stomach. Her skin felt like soft blankets, smooth and delicate, and he had suddenly remembered how tired he was before he took her. How tired he was now. I much he wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms, fearing she would up and walk out of his room, out of his heart, just because she got her own room. Jenis sighed, pulling her down while he himself lay on his own side, sliding out of her unwilling. There was a pool of bliss that met him in return, but it did nothing to change his mind. Pulling her closer to him, he brushed the length of her curly brown hair from her face, placing succulent kisses to her cheeks.

"Stay."he said, noticing he did not give a specific amount of time.​
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The moment he shushed her she did as told, her lips forming to his weakly as he kissed her deeply. It was not longer about pride or keeping a promise, it was about two bodies becoming one in the most intimate of ways. Her hands landed upon his back, holding him as close as she could. Her mind was in a haze and nothing made sense anymore. Her former feelings and judgements were erased from her mind and all she could do to keep herself sane was to cling to him with every last muscle in her body. She could hear him calling her name, her title being spoken with such passion and need, a small part of her heart fluttered as she listened to it.

However, she was ill prepared for what happened next. That griping pleasure, that terrible hold he hand on her had suddenly become too strong. She could not take the aching need that had filled her body as he took her over and over again. It seemed that Jenis was the same way for his stroke became even more passionate before she slammed himself into her, pinning her to the bed in second of pure bliss.

After that, it was a blur. She was shaking and moaning and her body was taken into release, her muscles twitching as he filled her with his own. Her eyes where closed tightly as she moaned and gasped, her nails digging into his skin as her back arched off the silken sheets. Ariana whimpered softly as she started to calm down, her body shaking lightly as he pulled her firmly into him. His hand touched her hair lightly, pulling it from her face and allowing her to look at him. Her cheeks were flushed as she panted, her hips having gone still the moment he pulled from her. She was limp against him, body both aching in pain and twitching in pleasure as she closed her eyes.

"A-Alright..." She said softly, her head resting lightly against his as he planted kisses upon her cheek. She certainly wouldn't be moving after such a tiring experience, even if she had her own room waiting. However, as she lingered there, she felt something she had not thought possible...comfort.
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CHAPTER THREE: DISCOVERY AND DISPATCH

Giddy. That was one of the few adjectives to describe Jenis Horath for the remainder of the month and 2 months to follow in the city of Kalerin. The time that passed had been some of the best times of his life, even some points he highlighted himself were made during the past two months. For starters, Jenis was giddy. All the time and every day he was smiling and strolling with a spring in his step. The people of the castle were at odd ends when he would exit his room (alone, of course) with a giant pirate smile. He would great maids and butlers with a good morning, seeing as though he was always up in the morning as opposed to the afternoon when he would usually arise, and ask them about how their morning was going for them as well. At first, they were worried, thinking that the stresses of nearly becoming king and getting married and swoon over him, leaving him insane.

However, that was just the way Jenis was. His attire was made up of nothing but bright colors: some Kalerin greens and golds and others a mix of beige, peach, and other bright things. Classy yet not enough to hurt the eyes. He requested for all of his meals to consist of all of the things he and Ariana enjoyed. Most of the time, he would skip eating, and take directly to the streets of Kalerin, smile still plastered across his face. Even the commoners found it odd to see their Prince acting in such euphoria, but Jenis could not help it and it could not be stopped: as long as Ariana was still in Kalerin.

That was where his new found source of happiness and content forged from. Princess Ariana of Saypol. Even after he claimed his prize and the two of them shared passionate resolutions months before, Jenis was now in a state of everlasting high. He began to see his princess (yes, his princess) in a different light. She wasn't just a body to him or a prisoner for that matter. He doubted that she felt the same way, but he decided not to press her matters. Even with Xore practically knocking at their doors, causing riots in the city and violence even in Xore, Jenis kept Ariana far away from it all. He wanted her to be safe, as safe as he could have her in a city that was on the edges of war.

Even today, as he walked briskly to her room to greet her in the early afternoon, Jenis wore a calm, sweet smile on his lips, feeling all sorts of different but loving every moment of it.​
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For the first time in Ariana's life...She was confused.

The night of passion that she shared with the Prince those two months ago had more than just opened her mind, it had opened her heart. However, she had no way of understanding what these new feelings were. For years upon years, She was always certain about her choices and actions. She never questioned insulting and chasing a man out of the castle or trampling upon their hopes and dreams of being the king of Saypol. They were all the same after all, greedy and heartless, more interested in the physical gain than her as a wife or even a person for that matter. However, Jenis was different.

He had gotten what he wanted, she had willingly given it to him after he won the challenge. However, he did not gloat, nor did he force himself upon her instantly. He had been gentle and light, only losing control a little before she lost her own. Since that night, her heart and mind were no longer on the same page. While her brain continued to list all the wrong he had done, her heart would counter with they way he had treated her kindly even when she would snap at him. It was a war inside herself and it was starting to confused the poor woman, almost to the point where she no longer was focused on escape but on figuring out what was going on in her head.

A heavy sigh slipped form her lips as she sat in a bench window in her room, Alfred sleeping on her lap. She was surprisingly dressed in green that day, most likely not having realized that the flowing gown she wore was in the kingdoms colors. Her mind was on him once again, even though she tried not to think of him. But it was so hard not too when he was the cause of her inner trouble!

"What shall I do Alfred?...I've lost my wind." She mumbled to pet as she looked down at him, her statement more true than even she realized.
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The door was left ajar, most likely to allow Alfred to go in and out of the room. He knew she must have tired with taking care of him every minute of the day, but, then again, he meant a lot to her so she had no other choice but to keep an eye on him. She probably would have another insane fit if she ever "lost" him like she did before. Even Jenis was being kind enough to look at the little ferret himself. For a pet, he was not bad at all. He and Mace seemed to have a lot in common: the need to be around their masters, their obedience, and love to play and frolic when they could. Ariana had nothing against Mace so he figured he should do the same with Alfred, despite all of the times he had been bitten by the little thing.

Chuckling at the memory that was still fresh in his mind, he peeled back the door even farther to see the princess with Alfred in her lap. It shocked him to discover that she was wearing the green of his country and the sight made his heart leap even more, as if it were not already doing flips inside his chest before. That was the feeling she had been giving her for the past 2 months. His heart did somersaults every time he was near her or even when she was on his mind. The giddiness had formulated because of her smile, voice, attitude, and even Alfred! Now, to see her in his colors, whether intentionally or not, he wanted to take her then in there, in more ways than one.

"Enjoying the sunlight, are we? You can do that better if you were actually out in the sun, don't you think?"he joked, sliding around a chair to stand beside her, brushing his fingers through the tufts of brown hair. His hair had grown some length but he cut it to a reasonable medium length, just as not to look rugged.

"Are you basking in it as well, small one?"he said, winking down to Alfred.​
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Ariana jumped a little in surprise as she felt him run his fingers through her hair, the gesture both startling and calming at the same time. Her cheeks were lightly flushed from the surprise as she turned to him, her expression a small pout as she had be brought out of her thoughts, then again, with how complicated they were it was probably for the best. Alfred looked up at the Prince as he was addressed, his tail wagging slowly from being warmed up by the suns rays. He stood up in Ariana's lap and started to paw at the princes nearby hand, a gesture he had developed over the last few months to ask for more attention.

After Ariana had returned the next day, having laid with Jenis the night before, Alfred just seemed to know what happened. He had comforted his master lightly and also seemed to show a bit more respect for Jenis, taking the same cautious path that Ariana was treading. However, unlike his master, he was not questioning his heart and mind, and he seemed to know the truth of how she felt while she did not...If only Alfred could tell her, then maybe she would not keep getting headaches. Ariana looked back out the window, having relaxed once more into her chair as she gave out.

"I would be out there at this moment, but there just so happens to be a Prince that wants me to stay inside..." She teased lightly, the slightest of smiles playing at her lips. Even after all that happened she still was able to smile when she teased him at least.
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"Well excuse me for taking precaution to your safety. I take that into high consideration, princess."he said with a coy smile, still unconsciously brushing his fingers through her hair. Despite the curls, they were quite silky and delicate to the touch; a lot like the other things on her body. He brushed the thought far from his mind, trying to find something interesting to spot out of the window like Ariana was doing. He had been across the castle grounds so many times he had found nothing interesting by peering at it from a bird's eye view. Then again, Ariana had been acting kind of strange lately.

"With Xore being headstrong as they are, I want you to remain somewhere where our guards can keep an eye on you. And wait, before you saying something sarcastic about you being a free woman of Saypol and the former, I'm only doing this to ensure your safety, not as a lack of trust thing, though sometimes I find it hard to trust you, you sneaky little moccasin."he added with a smile. He bent his hand lower to allow Alfred to continue patting him, playing with one ear. When the little ferret became aware that his left ear was being wiggled, he shot his paws for Jenis's hands, but Jenis would maneuver his hand to Alfred's other ear and the cycle continued.

"Unless you want me to escort you? Then I would be happy to--"

"Prince Jenis. The Council meeting is going to begin promptly." Jenis sighed before he even turned towards the doorway. He had known that there was to be a meeting today over the next steps to take on the Xore attacks, but he figured he could sneak in a quick hello to Ariana. And quick it was. Reluctantly, he retracted his fingers from her hair and stopped the game he had with Alfred.

"I...dammit."he said, not even able to break the ice that he had to get going. The boyish smile had left with nothing but a reluctant and forced grin of sorts.​
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Ariana stayed mostly silent as the prince spoke, not minding as he continued to comb his fingers through her curly hair. She had to admit that it helped clam the raging ocean of emotions and feelings that had suddenly stirred two months ago on that faithful night in his room. She merely rolled her eyes at the mention of the Xore, if her father had been apart of this war not only would Jenis' kingdom win but the Xore would be their slaves...A fitting punishment that had been floating around her head for the past few days...That or having them all slaughtered....that sounded nice as well.

Of course, plotting the death of thousands no longer felt fun, well, in such a way that would distract her mind mostly. So she would leave Jenis to deal with the Xore on his own, being that this was his kingdom. Besides, her father probably was still trying to figure ways to save her, he didn't need a full blown war on her hands...Though, the feeling of belief in her father, or even the kingdom for that matter had quickly dwindled. She looked down at her lap to watch Alfred play with Jenis' hand, batting at it wildly in excitement after every little teasing of his ears.

At the mention of an escort she smiled a little, anything to get out of-

Oh...a meeting. Ariana was just as happy as Jenis was about the council meeting, of course, she did not voice it. Instead, this would be an opportunity for her actually...

"Go, you have your duty as a prince...Once you are done you can escort me through town." She said lightly as she looked back out the window. Alfred hopped onto her she shoulder and looked up at Jenis, patting at him once more as a form of goodbye.
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She was letting him leave too easily...it wasn't settling well in his stomach. He actually went as far as to do a double take when she smiled at him and told him to go. Jenis scanned her face back and forth for any sign of slyness in her features. He had learned better not to put anything past her. If he did, she always had a diabolic scheme on her hands, ready to send it off with a smile and a sweet voice. Jenis was well prepared for it. He waited for a moment, wondering if she was going to say anything more to him about the meeting and what exactly she had wished to get in town, but she said nothing. Jenis's brown eyes glinted in knowing, giving her one last chance to spill her plan.

No dice.

He was forced to trust her motives, shuffling away from her with his hands in his pockets, aware that the butler was still waiting for him, standing idly by the door.

"I'll be back."he said. He did not mean for it to come out so stern and serious, but Jenis could not play around with her those days. Xore was getting serious, so he needed to get serious right along with them. Memories of how they tried to kidnap the two of them came back to him while he left her room and marched down the hall with the castle butler. They were relentless and perverts to say the least. Jenis toyed with them then, thinking he was playing a little game by toying with Ariana even more, but the severity of it was unchangeable: Xore wanted war with Kalerin. That was no game.

The two had finally made it to the Council desk, and the first thing Jenis did was avoid the eyes of Delorian. The man had become so enticed with the king and queen stepping down, he would have ran things by himself if it wasn't for the fact that Jenis was prince. He kept that on his mind.

"Ah, Jenis. The hour grows late."

"There are 24 in a day, it seems. I can manage a few to myself, correct?" Delorian's lips pulled into a fine line while Jenis held a smile that was neither smug nor warm.

"I can manage without the snarkiness from future king. Now, to the matter at hand, yes?"

"Resume." Jenis said, bowing while trying his best to hide his smirk, taking his seat in his father's chair. Everyone saw the point he was trying to make and he was going to make it.​
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Ariana did not say another word as she looked at him, soon turning back to look out the window once more. There was nothing else for her to say. Besides, he had work to do and she knew that he would hover if she continued to speak. She didn't need to be blamed for making the prince blamed to a council meeting, she had enough on her plate as it was. She pouted a bit as his tone changed, no longer relaxed and happy. Though she would never admit it out loud she liked the happy Jenis better, he was easier to tease and also easier to relax around as well. When he was happy she felt happy herself, for one reason or another...It was hard to figure out in her eyes. Once the door was closed and the foot steps had gone she looked down at her pet.

"Yes...He will escort me in town...He'll just have to meet me there to do it." She said softly as she picked up her pet and moved him to the bed, rushing over to her closet to change. Alfred followed, hopping up on the nearby vanity and seemingly glaring at his master. Ariana caught the glare but turned away as she slipped out of the dress.

"Don't look at me like that Alfred, you know as well as I don't that I can't stay in this room or castle much longer...Not with these feelings and thoughts. I have lost myself since that night, and even you can tell, you haven't bitten Jenis for weeks!" She said to the ferret seemingly having gone into a conversation with it. Alfred replied with a squeak and moved up higher to sit on the edge of the mirror, looking down at her with another glare. A sigh slipped past her lips as she tugged on her leather pants, a large white blouse covering her upper half.

"I mean, I am the princess of Saypol, the blood daughter of the king and here I am questioning myself over a man that kidnapped me and had shamed me in more ways than one...Though the time we laid together does not count because of the challenge rules thankfully, so at least father won't yell to much about that. And on the topic of father I don't think he'll be coming around at all! It's been months, almost a year since I've been taken and there has been no messages! No threats! Not even an army! He either thinks I can do this on my own or one of those weasels in the council back home has convinced him I'm dead...A small part of me hopes it the latter so then I can kill something..." She let out another side before she finished dressing, now looking like a respectable young man, her hair having gotten tucked into a small hat of sorts after being tied back. Though, the femininity of her still remained...not much she could do there. She turned to Alfred and pointed at him warningly.

"You stay here Alfred, If you are here they will think I am here...Also, If my escape had been discovered I'll be a lot harder to find in the city. I'm not leaving you behind so don't think I'm running away...I just need a place to think about what I really should be focusing on...Now behave alright? I promise I shall be back before the meeting is over and we'll have a nice picnic."

Alfred merely huffed but stayed in place like his master asked, moving back down to the desk of the vanity and reaching out to rub his head against her. Ariana just smiled and pet his head, turning on her heal and slipping out of the door without another word.
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"The fidelity between your parents are not what I am here to discuss. The matters at hand are far worse than your plans for taking the throne, I assure you that. I think the entire Council will agree with me in saying that our Prince Jenis cares about the well being of our country, placing it upon the highest pedestal that our people can forge. It is a shame that Xore can not see the benevolence of our actions. We have not retaliated to threats. We have only suppressed the riots and upcoming vandalism attempts, yet not faught back. We have silenced their false rumors of our having spies in their land, yet not spread rumors of our own. All of this on the orders of the High King and Queen Horath. But, Jenis, our Prince, do you not feel that, since their time is dwindling, that they are merely acting and ordering out of fatigue and a surplus of stress?"

Jenis knew his speech was going to come sooner or later, but he would have preferred it later than sooner. Delorian was taking no time with the meeting, stabbing in vicious, violent swipes, at both Kalerin and Xore, as if Jenis could not see it. The rest of the Council was unaware that Delorian was doing such a thing, which is why his parents ran the country, not those old sack of bones. He had the decency to let him finish, lounging back in his chair and tipping a glass of Kal Wine towards him. He looked down at the bubbles, pleased to know that his game was forever ongoing.

"You say they're tired and can't make a straight decisions, or are they too tired to make the decision you want them to make? Quite confused on this here."

"Prince Jenis, even as we speak, reports have come in of Xore siting around the outskirts of the town's back ways. Your parent's have asked us to leave it be and only suppress and not attack. Someone could be murdered on those orders. Which is why we--"

"Which is why we have scheduled this meeting. I know my parents are being unreasonable, but as your prince, I would have to ask you to refrain from killing on contact."

"But sir, Kalerin--"

"--is not a murdering country. I know very well of what can happen at this very moment. I do not wan us to go out like blood thirsty cannibals and demand for retribution. We will suppress as soon as the problem arises. My parents aren't murderers. To kill in war and to kill in town are two different reasons. This is grade school, Delorian."he finished, peering down into his cup. He thought of Ariana and how bored she must have been in that room. How badly she longed to feel the sun on her skin and do things that women seemed to be born to do: shop. The meeting was taking that away from her and her happiness away from him. He planned to wrap it up quickly, flickering his eyes up at Delorian's reddened face.​
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Ariana smiled happily as she made her way through the town. Now this was what she wanted, fresh air and sun shine on her skin. The people around her talking as if she was just another passer by, she was no longer a princess she was just a person in the crowd. Her steps were slow though as she seemed to be thinking, her eyes scanning over the windows of shops she had passed. Some were dress shops with lovely gowns and others were shoe shops or general stores. To say that it was lovely would be an understatement.

However, the princess was not there to shop, she was there to clear her head and think. She needed to figure out her next step, the next move she would have to make. So far nothing seemed to be working like she had originally planned. It was not longer a relationship based upon hate, but one now filled with all types of emotions, mostly those that she did not understand. Since the night they spent together, her heart no longer agreed with her brain, seeming to justify every thing he did to her. As much as she hated to say it...it was possible that she might have developed some type of feelings for the man...at the most, respect. However, a little voice in her head like to say other wise.

She denied being in love though, certainly that was not what she felt! Besides, he still kidnapped her and forced her into this situation, there was no reason for her to feel anything for him. However, it was more than her emotions effect her decision, the fact that her father had done nothing also played a large role. Months...almost a full year in fact, and nothing had come. More than likely her father had assumed she could escape on her own and if not, then he assumed she no longer lived. Either way, this left her without any outside help and even more likely a place to call home anymore. If she wanted to escape she'd have to do it herself it seemed...But then again, she wasn't sure if she wanted to leave any more.

Letting out another sigh she continued on her path through the city. That was enough thinking...Maybe some actual window shopping would help improve her mood.
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