Chapter 7:Graceful

Pressing my palm on the side of my heating face pushing those memories back in my head where they belong leaning my body on the fresh wall feeling an unmoisturized hand on my shoulder. Unintentionally flashing my glowing grey eyes growling gripping his wrist in annoyance.

Looking at his crystal blue eyes" Touch me again and I'll rip your arm off and shove it where the sun don't shine cowboy!" getting close to him growling in his face

Watching the cowboy gulping " well ain't that a pretty picture," he chuckled nervously and I let him go kicking the metal door wide open as those memories crumble against my feet unstitching my wounds.

Walking into the room seeing spears and armor on the side of the walls along with tables twenty feet long with prions of all sorts of colors. A circle of long sharp swords in the center floating in a clear magically shield. Walking toward the farthest tables collecting daggers putting it to the rays of sunlight seeping through the room making everything gleam and sparkle.

Grabbing a magical satchel that the witches and warlock created for elves during wars it can hold any object and make it weigh a feather. Placing weapons and potions inside the bag and my ears began to burn quickly grabbing the cold sharp blade and turning around placing my weight on the human and pushing him against a wall.

Putting the blade against his pulse"Careful with that Darlin that ain't no toy there," peering down at the blade. " You could hurt somebody or yourself,".

Slicing a bit of his brown dusty leather jacket "Stop talking," in a low aggressive tone.

Blinking his long eyelashes revealing slightly dark blue ones " Get your blade off my jacket That's a sharp weapon. It will be a shame if he cut yourself ?" He threatened being amused that this cowboy isn't just a man in heels.

Backing away from him "Call me darling again I'll cut your tongue off," Putting my blade away hearing the heels of his boots stepping back fixing his jacket.

Pretty boy fixing his belt sliding his blonde hair, "We're travelin buddies arent we? Let say we start a new. My Name is Clyde Roger and you are? resting one hand on his belt the other extending for a handshake.

Rolling my eyes ignoring his handshake not giving him my name, not having time for buddies. I need to save my people "Grab everything you need and meet me at the gates," Ordering him.

Clicking his tongue opening his long jacket stopping at his ankles "I don't need much as you can see I'm always prepared for this rodeo doll face," revealing ammo bullets.

Scrunching my face in annoyance at his nicknames "Those human weapons won't work for the creatures beyond those gates," Telling him bumping into his broad shoulders.

Leaving the armory room leaving the palace walls going into the dead forest seeing the broken down tower. The nature devouring what was left of the white cement bricks with green vines and trees along the sides of it along where the few scattered piece of my young foolish heart. Grabbing two daggers stabbing it in the cracks of the tower seeing worn-out magic symbols of hidden doors that only a certain girl could open. Opening the creaking wooden doors sliding in sneezing at the dust everything tainted everything lifeless without a purpose. Seeing the satin blue bed sheets that we once lied in grabbing an item smelling her old shirt sneezing at the dust.

"Don't fail me," whispering to myself closing my eyes as those memories rushing back.

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Deep in the forest battling my wolf ability and my elf powers feeling the powers thrash and clash for dominance not being able to control both. My dark complexion already being seen as a black sheep to the whole Kindgon but my secret is still hidden, the king believes I am part elf and human but I must keep her at bay or I to will become a slave. Sighing in shame I think the other wolves can smell me but even if they did say a word who would believe them.

Shaking those thoughts away putting my hands on the side of my head squeezing hard shouting in anger running full speed deeper into the forest. Crunching of the branches the smells of the pine trees the crystal blue spring water rushing down the rocks, hearing the faint animals heartbeat running on the breathing grass. Seeing a boulder quickening my wolf and elf speed combining together unable to slow down as my knees began to buckle under the power and speed. My feet skidding off the boulder landing on my ankle with too much pressure hearing a quiet snap yelping in pain but healing quickly. Standing up watching my ankle bone heal learning how to control my healing process smiling.

Hearing a faint branch snap quickly grabbing the short blade throwing it slicing the tree leaves hearing a quick and low scream. The Queen came from the tree hiding a glowing purple knife between her eyes as she began to walk deeper into the forest with a flowy bright yellow dress with pearl white heels.

Falling to my knees feeling the rubble piercing my knees as the sharp sticks stabbing my cloth armor," My queen I am sorry forgive me," bowing and pleading.

As she steps closer to me with my weapon that wasn't meant for her as Amelia puts her fingertips on my chin lifting me up to my feet grabbing my hands, "For an elf.." As she spoke.

"Part elf, "Avoiding eye-contact with her silk smooth finger on my chin making my stomach form a twister.

Letting her hand letting go of mine as Ella began whimpering but listening to her angelic voice, "I can help you with your agility to be graceful, to not harm yourself but your aim and speed is excellent, better than my previous protectors," The Queen showing me a treasure.

Her smile.

Smiling back at Amelia, "You've been spying on me?"

Amelia chuckling with a bit of harsh red spreading on her face "No, staying close to my protector,".

My face falling to the ground"I thought the king gave you a real protector," looking down at my cloth armor.

Picking up my chin once more peering into her green vibrant eyes "You keep me safe, Marcella,".Swallowing as The Queen spoke my name in such delight but I nearly hurt her the shame tainting my mind.

"Forgive me My Queen I meant no harm," Pleading again.

Rubbing her thumb on my palm gently squeezing "I know you meant no harm but I wish you to call me princess," catching her stare at her feet wanting to be seen less as a Queen.

In shock," but you're the ....," the pain in her eyes said it all. She never wished to be queen this young.

Nodding slowly with understanding, "What do I need to learn My Princess?"

Glancing at her cheekbones as the black hair falling down the princess's shoulders. the wind blowing Ameilas scent into my nose. Meeting green vibrant pearls controlling me to do whatever her heart desired as the princess eyes drinking my figure" First, let's get you cleaned up," pointing at my dirty cloth . Blushing avoiding her gaze feeling out of breath finally breathing around The Princess's presence.

Raising her delicate smooth fingertips to her lips gently blowing creating a wind of glitter of perry winkle sparkling a hue on her complexion, showing me a small amount of fairy dust in her palm.

Fairy dust is the most sacred thing now their extinct, "Where did you get that?" being amazed at the sight.

Watching her smile grow ear to ear, "It's my secret touch," blowing the small perry winkle particles into my face swirling, dancing around me swiping off the dirt disappearing. Breathing in the fairy dust smelling like cotton candy that I had once in a blue moon, sneezing the dust tickling my nose.

Amelia let out a giggle blushing looking away feeling her gaze burning at my skin, "For an elf your skin..." reaching out to touch me.

Looking away ashamed of what I am, "My skin is....," disgusting, waiting for her to insult me.

Her plump lips forming a genuine smile with her green eyes looking at my complexion"Beautiful,".

I couldn't believe what I have heard Ella made a flip internally making me blush red like a fool. The young princess in yellow brighter than the sun, turning me around slowly her hands hovering over my hips. Slowly tracing my body looking down at my hips up yo my toned stomach glazing steadily at my breasts finally meeting mine asking for permission to touch me. Gulping breathing harder nodding my head slowly never ripping our gaze.

The Royal hesitating to touch my hips resting her hands against me, burning a hole through my armor pulling me gently against her chest. Pressing my back on her stomach as her angelic voice mixing with the wind in my ear, "Your hips must flow like the river having power like the seven seas to overpower anyone,". Swallowing hard feeling her breathe on my ear as Amelia lightly touching my hip bones moving agonizingly slow to my stomach trailing her fingertips up and down.

"You put to much force all in one area, every part is important. Your stomach is the core muscle, your hips and pelvis is the movement where you mistake in, "her hands moving\letting her have control of my moves making my body stiff.

Feeling her smile on my ear "Relax for me, "taking a breath.

Her smooth hands began pushing my hips left and right, swaying them pressing my back closer to her feeling her warmth. Those green eyes filled with intense beauty flashing with affection looking deeply at me with so much power my wolf knew who had the upper hand.

Looking down at Amelia's plump lips and her vibrant eyes back and forth as Amelia did the same leaning in

Peeking out seeing an Elk the guardian of the forest as the strong muscular legs began trouting in a second dashing at us tackling the Royal out of danger Amelia yelping as we hit the ground. Both standing up quickly putting her behind me protecting her feeling Amelia's body heating up scorching the grass turning around seeing her green eyes to a flaming white and green light fuming from her whole body with anger. The fire from her feet forming a green snake of fire to the Elks hooves. the snake of fire forming a head along with fangs bitting the Elks hooves making it cry in pain. As the forest began to catch fire the Elk aimlessly heading for us again trying to move the fire princess but burning my skin. The elk closing in running full speed at The Queen combining both of my abilities throwing each other off a hill cover her head into my chest as we began tumbling and fumbling down. Finally hitting the ground as Amelia's body crashing knocking the air out of me.

Groaning looking up at me with her vibrant green eyes, "That wasn't so graceful," slightly giggling.

Shaking my head how she found our situation amazing slowly smiling letting out a breathless laugh resting my hand on her warm black hair, "No not at all," Feeling pride saving The Queen lying in the ground as we bathe in the sun closing my eyes.

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