“By the Gods, Trystan, I love you.”
“Marc…”
“And when your belly is filled with our child, I will suck your cock and make you writhe in pleasure for endless hours.”
Soft moans fell from Trystan as Marc slid in and out. He rubbed at his manhood, adding to the wonderful sensations. Time slipped away as Trystan lost himself to Marc. Short pants tumbled from Trystan’s lips as Marc buried himself deep inside Trystan, taking him completely.
***
In the council chamber, Queen Mysel addressed her advisors. As they all sat on their designated floor pillow, the Queen sat up tall on her knees to speak.
“Council members,” she began. “I have called you together this evening to share with you a new course of action for our people.”
A few of the members gasped quietly. Lôrît straightened up, fully alert and at attention. All ears and eyes attentively focused on the Queen.
“Our aid has been requested again in the great war for Camelot. But this time, it comes from the other side. The son of Arthur has returned.”
Several of her advisors started to speak, but she stopped them, raising her hand.
“Before you speak, you need to be made aware of an old prophecy passed down from my mother. It was once said that while blood spilled by King Arthur would destroy our land, so too shall the blood of Arthur heal it.”
“It is just a story, Your Grace,” Lôrît said.
“No,” Teleri said. “It is true. I have already seen it with my own eyes.”
“How? Where is the proof?” Nuadra asked.
“If you go to the surface, you will see for yourself,” Saiorse said.
“The land has already begun to heal. The young king has already begun to restore life to our home above,” Teleri added. “Though, he himself does not even know it yet.”
“Teleri, what do your senses tell you?” Firlorne asked.
“The future remains clouded, but I have never been surer that this is the path we were destined to follow. For the first time in my life, I believe that helping the humans will bring us the peace and harmony for which we have so longed.”
“As I have said,” Queen Mysel stated. “I have already made the decision that we will support King Trystan in his effort to restore life, hope, and freedom to Camelot and the entire kingdom. However, I wish to know that I have your support as well.”
“You have my support, my queen,” Nuadra said.
“Mine as well,” Firlorne added.
“I give you my support and blessing,” Aisling said.
Teleri and Princess Saiorse nodded to the Queen.
“And mine,” Lôrît added, “but I am not sure Îarik will agree, for he has already betrayed you.”
The Queen glanced around, realizing in that moment that General Îarik was not present.
“What do you mean by this?” Mysel asked.
“He went against your decision to help Morgaine. He and several hundred of our own people have already left the city to fight with her against the heir in the hopes that Morgaine would fulfill her promise to restore our home.”
Lôrît paused.
“There is more.” Mysel said.
Lôrît nodded. “Morgaine now also has in her possession the Myrkurári curse.”
