The Arrayed

Chapter 9

She was busy talking to the dress maker "Pierre'" I think his name was, but every now and then she would look up and smile at me, and each time she did my heart stopped.

"Brother, It is not hard to see that you are clearly enamoured with the Princess, and she- you." Thor said while taking a sip of his mead. "I am happy for you both." He finished.

My eyes left Arraya to look at Thor. Suddenly I realized that we both would be Kings now, and we would still work side by side each other, only in a different way. I smiled at him and put my hand on his shoulder and squeezed. Thor was clearly surprised at my gesture and then smiled back at me. Taking my glass I held it up and said,

"To Alfeim and Asgard-The Sister Realms. May their Brother's rule in peace and prosperity and never stop supporting each other"

Thor lifted his glass and clinked it on mine. " Hear, Hear" he said clearly elated at my public affection towards him. We both took a sip to complete the toast and I looked up to in time to see Mother and Father both smiling at us.

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(Arraya)

I was so tired after dinner, but my thoughts kept me awake. I felt as if I lay down on the bed I would instantly fall asleep, but I knew the Prince would be by shortly to finish his promise.

No sooner had I thought of it, I could hear a soft knock at my private door. Quickly I turned to the mirror attempting to straighten my hair. Satisfied I then looked down at my night slip to assure that nothing was falling out or uncovered. The design was Alfeim so there were plenty of skin that would be bared. Once I confirmed that my chest was no where too revealed, I then quickly sat on a nearby chair. Opening up a random book I quickly pretended to read. Upon hearing the second knock I said, "Come in".

Flipping the page of the unknown book, I feinted disinterest and discreetly watched Loki's entrance through my peripherals. Closer he approached me inch by inch, waiting for me to look up at him. Instead I said, " How are you feeling my Prince, and to what do I owe this visit?"

Before I knew it my book was torn out of my hands and cast to the opposite end of the room. Surprised I looked up to see that Loki's whole visage was clearly wanton. His eyes were black with desire, and as he looked at my night slip he put his hands on his crotch and shifted himself.

"Arraya, I can not wait until our wedding night, for if I do not have you now, I fear I will die out of starvation. I am starved for your body, your heat and your arms around me. I need you Arraya, I can not last another day. I could be dead in three more days, you could be dead. This whole realm could be no more, and we would have yet to experience each other fully. We must seize this moment and -"

I jumped up from my chair and kissed him. He quieted instantly and wrapped his arms around me reciprocating the kiss. Our union was one of passion and of the same desire as the night before. As if we have never stopped, a continuation of our affection.

Our mouths fused and his tongue massaged my own. I could taste the bitterness of the mead he had with dinner, and it tasted divine. His hand grabbed my thigh to wrap it around his waist. So there I stood, in my Prince's arms with one leg hiked up as far as it would reach. Quickly he backed us up to a nearby wall so that my other leg could follow suit. While still never breaking our kiss, he placed both his hands underneath my behind so that I was no longer touching ground, stabilized only by the wall and the Prince himself.

"Arraya, I-I... You are so beautiful," Loki said breathlessly between kisses. I put my fingers on his lips and shushed him. "No my Prince, you already have me...now what do you plan on doing with me?"