Zenora

Emily’s point of view:

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Did he really just ask me that? All sorts of things were running through my mind. Was I ready for this commitment? I know I love him, I wouldn't want to be with someone else. But now that he actually asked me, I didn’t know what to think.

Was he over the fact that he wasn’t able to rescue me?

Does he realize, that when I’m about to become a Queen that he will be the King?

He isn’t stupid, but I’m just wondering if he is accepting all the things that come along with it. He would be a strong and sturdy King though. He has to rule the army and keep our kingdom save, and I have to take care of the servants and people in our cities. Our work would be equally divided that way.

It wasn’t really a question though, he pretty much demanded it from me. He was still inside me, after the rough sex we just had. Breathing loudly, his chest wet of sweat. I wouldn’t wanted it any other way though, he isn’t the type to be mushy, soft and to get down on one knee. Even though, he did let me see that side of him, sometimes when we were alone. He never wants to hurt me, so he can be gentle. But when it comes down to sex, he wants to have me in all possible ways. He dominates in the bedroom, just as he should be, just as I like it.

I don’t think I want anyone other than Brock, to be by my side. I have told him many times that I love him, I even asked him to never leave my side. So, all I have to do for him, to stay with me forever, is answering his question. Or rather, reply to what he said. With these two little, but yet very meaningful, words...

“I will.”

His eyes gleamed with pride, I was to become his wife, and he looked really happy when I said those little words. He kissed me, and let himself drop onto the mattress next to me. Then he stared to the ceiling for a while, with a smile on his face.

I tried to read his mind, to see what was going on in there.

His smile faded into a gasp and he looked at me, he wanted to say something, but I interrupted him.

“Yes, you will become a King one day, and yes, you have to ask my dad for an approval.” I said to him, when I had read his mind.

His face turned white, and I guess that he didn’t realize those things before. I laughed out loud, and told him that he would be alright. He is the general already, so he knows how to rule his army, and my dad couldn’t reject anything that would make me happy, so I’m not worried at all. It soothed him just a bit, but I could still see a slight fear in his eyes.

We talked for a while, as I told him that Natalya and Anna could arrange everything for the wedding. They are more into such things,and better at managing all the things that came along with it. He agreed that they both are a bit more girl-like, and that I was more of the strong, fighter type.

“So, now I’m not female enough?” I said to him with a serious face.

“No, that’s not what I’m saying, why do you twist my words?”

“Well, it just sounded like you don’t think I’m beautiful.”

“What? No! Argh, why do you…” He started to become angry but then I smiled to him with a wide grin.

“Oh you!” He yelled at me and stepped from the bed and walked to the other side of it.

I knew what he wanted to do, so I quickly grabbed his pants and his shirt, before he scooped me up and walked me over to the showers. It was in the middle of the night, so no one was awake. I was pleased by that, because he just walked through the hallways butt naked. All I could do, was to cover my boobs and stomach with Brock’s big shirt, but my butt was still showing between his arms.

Luckily, no servants were around, and we could enter the showers safely. He turned on the cold shower and put me under it, I screamed loudly but I couldn’t get out of his grip. He held me for a short while but then lowered my feet on the ground.

“That’s for making me angry.” He said with a smirk on his face.

Then he gave me a gentle, long and caressing kiss.

“That’s for wanting to becoming my wife. You just made me, the happiest man on the planet.”

I looked into his big green eyes, and all I could see in his mind was me. He is the right guy, just as I knew it from day one.

We’d spent, about another hour in the shower, before we wanted to go back to my room again. I had to put on the wet shirt, as it was still on my lap when Brock shoved me under the cold shower. Quickly I ran through the corridors, to not be seen. But Brock didn’t care and just walked lazily with his pants on his shoulders. I rolled my eyes.

“What? It’s in the middle of the night, no one is going to watch me. And besides that, you’re the only one who can touch me, so you shouldn’t care if someone sees me.” He said casually and I just frowned and took off the wet shirt, when I got in the room.

He ate the last slice of bacon that was still on my plate and I grossed out. I told him it smelled funny but he shrugged his shoulders and swallowed it.

“Are you going to ask my dad’s approval, tomorrow?”

“Yes, I guess it has to happen and I’d rather have it done sooner than later.”

“Good, when you did, please let me know so I can tell Anna and Natalya.”

I told him, that I wanted to wait with the wedding, until the fight with the rebels was over, and he agreed to that. There wouldn’t be much time to organize anything for the ceremony, as we would be leaving in probably a week from now.

A tactical plan is easily made, but there are many things to arrange for the actual combat. A lot of training was required as we’d have to fight both Orcs and Humans and resources had to be gathered to keep the men fed during our travels. Also, gear and weapons needed to be adjusted if necessary, and the persons that were promoted from ‘private’ to ‘cadet’, and joined the army recently, needed to be prepared properly.

Brock suggested, that I would train together with Dennis for warrior training, with Cirilya for mage training, and with Archeops for hunter training. Two days with each and then one day of rest.

“Oh great, is Cirilya coming here? I’d love to see her again, as I never got the chance to thank her, and I want to tell her, you proposed to me!” I said cheeringly.

He told me, that she is coming in two days. She might not be a mage anymore, but could still help me a lot, as she has been a mage for over six-hundred years. But Brock didn’t know, if she wanted to join in on the battle.

We finally went to sleep after another conversation, tomorrow would be a busy day with training.