Chapter 3 - part 3: "Flower bed"

I stood in front of everyone and after a few seconds that I had allowed myself to concentrate, I raised my arms to the ceiling and a dark cloud came out from under the skirt of my dress and began to expand on the floor, in a circular motion. which would soon create a whirlwind. The crowd screamed in amazement and the closest people jumped back in fright.

The dark whirlwind had completely enveloped my body and when I was able to locate Zeyana's position thanks to the whispers of nature, I let it carry me to her. Within seconds the cloud receded and my eyes rested on a graceful figure, leaning against an enchanting fountain, illuminated by the light of the moon. The two guards stared at me in amazement and I grinned, aware of having intimidated them; I walked confidently, raising my voice: "Leave us alone."

The two guards ran away and I approached my princess, who observed the reflections of the moon dancing on the water of the fountain, stirred by the jet that came out of the holes at the foot of the statue; the sculpture represented a woman with a lyre in her hand, it was really enchanting.

"You should have seen Yurik, I made him run away, almost crying! "

Zeyana for some strange reason still hadn't turned to me, so I took a few steps towards her and wrapped my arm around her shoulders, feeling her body immediately stiffen.

"My father... he only makes fun of me" she whispered under her breath. I brought my head close to her to see what facial expression she was hiding behind her hair, but Zeyana grabbed my wrist and stopped me: "Alex, Yurik is just one of my opponents... my father, we have to get rid of him, do you think you can? "

" Get rid of? You mean..? " I asked her, lowering my tone of voice, because I feared someone would hear us. The princess's words were serious, but when she turned to me, I understood that she was simply hurt: her eyes were shiny and hiding a great suffering. She wasn't really thinking of killing her father, that was for sure.

"We will show your father that he was wrong to underestimate you... don't worry, now why don't you relax? You have to trust me and the strength we share, we are one step away from victory" I grabbed her face with my hands and made our lips collide: I could enjoy my prize of the evening, my princess Zey, beautiful and delightful, dressed just to be undressed by me.

"Alex!" she gasped trying to escape from my voracious kisses, but I surrounded her shoulders with my arms, forcing her to collide with my body.

"Shh... we need this, both of us"I whispered in her ear, nibbling her earlobe and causing her to groan again. Her hands were no longer hesitant from that moment on and she indulged in lust just as I had wanted from the beginning: she grabbed my hand and started walking towards a destination unknown to me, but I could only speculate that she wanted to find a secluded space.

"Where are we going?"

As we walked quickly through the garden, which from the tall and thick hedges I concluded was a sort of labyrinth, I saw a door hidden in the foliage and I could not stop my curiosity: what was a door doing here? Where did it lead?

"Why do you have a door in the garden? "I asked hoping to get some information from the princess. She didn't even stop at my request.

"This is a path that leads to the imperial palace's underground. If you want to explore it, you should have a map or you'll never return " she said and I saw her innocent smile; she could not imagine that her words would change everything for me: if that door would led me into the basement, I would have taken advantage of the information to search for the Eye of Time.

How likely was it that the precious artifact was hidden under the imperial palace?

"Where do the dungeons lead?"

"One day I'll show you the streets that branch off below the palace, if you really feel the need. Now, had you not expressed another kind of wish? "When she finished the sentence, she stopped inside a small space, full of white flowers, closed by hedges, so that no one could see us. The moonlit area was magnificent, but even more magnificent was Princess Zeyana, taking slow steps towards the center of the flowery space, beginning to remove her dress, smiling at my lusty eyes which were already devouring the sensual figure of hers. I found to my delight that she had not been wearing a bra and that only a small piece of clothing kept me separate from her complete nakedness.

I reached for her immediately, completely forgetting all my plans and worries, so I lost myself in those warm and soft lips, in those greedy, passionate caresses, in those looks clouded by her pleasure. In a short time we found ourselves stretched out among the flowers, naked, giving us pleasure.

The princess's moans had become my favorite music, I couldn't help it and inexorably developed an addiction to the expressions she showed me when she enjoyed my touches and kisses.

"Alex ..."

I kissed her neck, finding it really pleasant to have her fingers in my hair and her nails on my scalp: I ​​could not hold back my panting.

"Zey, more ..." I whispered, bringing a leg between her and rubbing on her intimacy.

I decided to rub my lips along her body, going lower and lower: I passed the valley of her breasts, her abdomen, reached her pubis, amused by the eyes she was turning to me at that moment, so vulnerable, succumbing to my movements.

— I ran my tongue over her intimacy and from that moment on Zeyana could no longer hold back her loud moans. I continued to please her, holding her flesh between my fingers, enjoying enormously the control I had over her; when she came screaming my name, there was no time even to breathe, because the princess reversed our position and wanted at all costs to make me scream as much as she did too.

That night filled with our panting, our passionate looks, I understood that it would be really difficult for me to let that woman go once my plan was done, but in the mission they had entrusted me, my desires did not count.

I just had to listen to my grandmother's words and it would all work out. Nature was on my side after all.

The flowers that caressed our bare skin whispered with us, praised the passionate act, appreciated it. Zeyana had always been loved by spirits, I felt it, and I was aware that it was the right choice to stay by her side.

I just hoped I didn't have to betray her to get the Eye of Time.