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The Sultan Part 3 (standard:fantasy, 1882 words) [3/3] show all parts
Author: ImaginatorAdded: Jan 05 2006Views/Reads: 2710/2029Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Amr takes solace in the arms of his new love and Amr's coronation.
 



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unable to move, as Erina elbowed him in the ribs trying to go to Amr 
who had begun beckoning to Eros from where he stood. Eros nearly 
tripped and fell when Erina, exasperated, shoved him hard in the back 
to get him moving.  Amr jumped from where he stood and grasped Eros's 
arm tenderly. 

“Surprise!”  Amr whispered quietly in Eros's ear.  “I know its fast, but
you know everything, and you are a more acceptable choice to the 
people.  I'm sorry I couldn't tell you sooner, but the ring gave you a 
clue I hope.” 

Having gotten all that out in one breath Amr then led Eros up to the
second throne and sat him forcefully in it, then sat in his own, Eros 
being too much in shock to protest the rough treatment.  He reached out 
his right hand to Eros and held up his left to the crowd which quieted 
expectantly. 

“I would like to introduce to you, my Consort, Erasias Om Zras.“ 

Exited babble again shot through the crowd as the family name was
recognized   Eros blushed as he was once again the center of attention. 
 Amr lifted his arm as he rose from his throne pulling Eros up with 
him.  This signaling the end of the ceremony the crowd began to 
disperse.  Erina gushed over Amr and Eros and began babbling about how 
she just knew something like this was going to happen and was so happy 
for them both. 

“See, Wasn't worth all the effort to hide was it?  Don't worry brother
dear, Boyo knows everything.” Erina leaned over and delicately 
whispered in Amr's ear. The jeweled blond locks of her hair tapping his 
chest gently.  She then embraced him quickly and hurried off to join 
her latest love interest, though she was young yet for marriage 

Amr could hear ragged breathing behind him, and turned to see Eros with
his hands on his knees gasping in great lungfulls of air, his face 
bright red with exertion.  A servant already was supporting his 
shoulders, gently pushing him toward a litter.  Amr rushed over and 
looked into Eros's eyes and blew a breath of relief when he saw no 
changes, they had spent quite some time staring into each others eyes 
after all.  Firmly pushing Eros down on the litter, he climbed on 
himself and instructed the Guardsmen to rush to the palace and notify 
his physician.  Cradling Eros in his arms Amr saw only panic in the 
face covered now in sweaty damp red hair.  Still looking into each 
others eyes the bounced away toward the palace at the Guardsmen's 
fastest trot. 

Pale dawn light was just beginning to creep into the room at false dawn
as the evening lamps automatically shut off to recharge.  The sound of 
two throats snoring lightly came from the western wall of the 
bedchamber, the light from the window as a spotlight on the two forms 
wrapped in each others arms, both sleeping comfortably.  The quiet 
rustle of linens swept into the room as Erina, carrying a dimmed hand 
light, peeked in on Amr and Eros to make sure everything was okay.  
Smiling at the sight of the two forms in each others arms she was 
startled by Boyo who had sneaked up behind her. 

“He's happy?” she whispered into the darkness.   She felt a hand touch
her shoulder gently. 

“Yes, in a way I couldn't provide, I'm happy for him.  But I'm lonely
myself.” 

Erina turned to Boyo, here eyes glittering in the reflected hand light. 
“One of the kitchens serving boys has the hots for you, you know.” 

Boyo's eyes widened noticeably, the whites of his eyes pale blue in the
pre-dawn light, as Erina took his hand and let him to the lower levels 
where the main set of servants quarters were.  Boyo resisted only a 
second before allowing him self to be led by the hand down to a small 
wooden door set in the stone wall.  Erina tapped gently and Boyo was 
startled by the door opening almost instantly into a small clean space 
filled with the smell of the kitchens and something else not quite 
definable.  The bright blond hair glittered in the lamplight as the 
young man silently put one finger on his lips, took his hand and led 
him into the room.  With a half smile and a twinkle in her eye not 
entirely caused by the dim light Erina faded back in to the corridor 
and backing out silently closed the chamber door. 

A sultry, gleeful smile escaped Erina's lips as she padded quickly up
the corridors to her chambers, grimacing as she felt the cold stone 
driving icy fingers into her bare toes.   Her chamber door made the 
slightest of squeaks as she shut it.  A soft snore was coming from the 
alcove to her right from Nona, sleeping her hard days work off.   A 
second snore caught her attention from the bedchamber.  There shouldn't 
be anyone here!  Her mind finally caught up to here ears as a soft 
mumble arose from the now loudly snoring sleeper. 

Creeping up on her bed she got in as softly as possible, gasping quietly
as her hand encountered bare, obviously male flesh.  With a snort the 
sleeper turned on his side facing her and promptly started snoring 
loudly from his upturned head.  Grunting in disgust Erina brought her 
ice cold toes into contact with his crotch and warmed them there a bit. 
 Impressive! She thought as with a high pitched girlish scream he leapt 
out of the bed holding his now greatly shrunken crotch to warm it.   
Laughing so hard she nearly fell off the bed Erina quickly shushed his 
startled cries and led him back to the bed, dropping her robe as she 
went. 

His mind still foggy with sleep, Dastin allowed himself to be re-warmed
by Erina's soft embrace, the shock of adrenaline still coursing through 
his system.  Lowering her softly to the bed he held her close, and was 
satisfied to be near her, whatever happened.   Curling up with each 
other under the still warm sheets the two lovers warmed and comforted 
each other.  The chirping crickets only a pleasant counterpoint 
serenade to the whispers in the dark.  Nona's snores still sounding 
from the other room were adding a bass note harmony to the other 
rhythms in the background. 


   



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