Cinderfella

Story: Cinderfella

Chapter: 9 We Saw The Light

Author: Eric McQueen (mcqueen.richarderic@gmail.com)

Mature Readers only due to sexual situations and graphic sexual content

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We needed a Fairy Tale. Little girls have Cinderella, but what about us? Again, what you see is right. I wish you could see what I do, but you can't. I will describe what I see, but you see what you see. The grandeur of the ballroom, palace, and wardrobe is you. Except the pants on men. They wore pants! Nice pants of wool and even leather, but pants. It's my thing. Also, unless I say otherwise, no man had long hair. It's impractical. They were well-groomed. Even ancient Rome and Athens they barbers. No one's perfect, right? Why not? I have a fetish about hair. The head can be bald, I don't care. The head and face are clean cut, but the body hair, that is uncut and natural. It's a Fairy Tale! Flaws and the Human Conditions exists.

We Saw The Light

As the day progressed, Seth and I spent time together. We rode through town so he could see it for the first time. To keep the ease of people, he wore his mask. It still caused some discomfort for many who backed away when we rode up. Tolerance for what was happening wasn't the same as understanding what was happening. The rumors about Seth were spreading like a wildfire throughout the town faster than Demetrius covered distances. And it was going throughout the whole country, too. The fact that we were looking for King Alexander's youngest son was also spreading, and there were those who stepped forward saying they were him. That was expected to happen. But no one was Samuel. Simple questions about his past told even the guards they told answers to, knew none of these people were Samuel.

"Seth," I said as we rode quietly through what was now countryside and farms. While A'Dore boasted rich farmlands, Blethos was not slack with good crops, they just needed more than they yielded. "Not to say anything...necessarily about your acceptance of a male companion. You didn't hesitate that day to kiss me when we were in the lake. Why?"

Seth looked at me, "You must be joking." Then he chuckled. "All of my life, I have been told I was ugly and cursed. No one ever dared to touch me or get near me if possible. Then you come, didn't react when you saw my face. Then had the courage ask to touch me. Not just me, but that part of my face that is scarred. You weren't repulsed." He shrugged. "Then your words to me that you thought I was very handsome..." he chuckled. "I couldn't help it. I had to kiss you. What did I have to lose?"

I nodded, "Because I was kind to you?"

He nodded, "That and..." he thought, "I never told anyone, but...that day when I saw those two men having sex. It caused a reaction in me. I was aroused." He blushed a little, "It just seemed natural to me. I knew that was what I wanted, but I knew I'd never get. When you did what you did, I thought...well...maybe."

"It is natural," I smiled. "I just want us to be sure this is what we both want."

Seth looked at me curiously, "Do you want a relationship with me?"

"Very much," I answered immediately.

"As I do with you," Seth answered. "I look forward to touching you, as you did me, but not stopping."

"So do I," I grinned. "How open do we be to the people? Will we let them know we're not just a political means for both Blethos and A'Dore?"

"I don't care who knows what," Seth said. "The whole world knows when a man and woman marry, they will be having a relationship. Sex. We are getting married. If we have sex, who really needs to know that? And why do they need to know if we do or don't?"

He was right. The more time I spent with Seth, the more I liked him and found myself feeling more and more for the man. Sure, I was looking forward to our joining physically, but I really liked Seth. He was just naturally kind, and he did have a sense of humor. I liked being around him. The more I realized that the more I saw of him physically. He was very healthy, in spite of the ravages of that horrible fire. He was strong. Okay, I admit it. He had a great ass! That that part of him attracted me, I knew what to do there. I'd love it if he did it with me! But he did have that one part of his demeanor I couldn't break. His self-esteem had been pretty much destroyed. If challenged with anything, he backed down. He needed to get over this if he was going to be a king. And he was going to be king! The more I saw what Thorne had done to Seth, I hated Thorne more and more. How could he do that? How dare he do that to anyone? And Seth was his family!

My time was also spent with King Alexander, Christian, and Seth together.

"We're spending a great deal of money," I commented absently. "My birthday party, the wedding and the crowning of a new king."

King Alexander nodded, "So? This is a momentous occasion for Blethos. We're making this a time no one will forget."

Christian chuckled, "But you won't even accept any money from me. Except for Erik's birthday. And I insist we pay for that."

King Alexander grinned, "He gave me a gift. He gave me my son back. Can I refuse to give him a gift? No. You keep your money. It's the least I can do."

Now, fishing for any information was tricky. He got tired quickly at times. King Alexander was dying. We knew that. So, anything to upset the man was unwise. "So, we're inviting all nobility for the wedding and crowning, correct?"

King Alexander nodded, "We are. Even the Thornes."

Christian chuckled, "Well, that will be enjoyable. To smear mud in the face of that man."

"You mean shit, right?" I chuckled back. "Sorry, Your Majesty." I wasn't setting the correct example.

King Alexander laughed heartily, "You do cuss! There may be hope for you two yet!" He looked at Christian. "Do you ever cuss, Christian?"

Christian shook his head, "Absolutely not. Our father told Erik and me time and again..." then I quoted with him. "To cuss is the sign of a weak mind."

Seth even smiled at that, "Well, neither of you have weak minds."

"No, Arthur thought this was a way his family would finally have the throne," King Alexander said.

"Why would he?" I asked.

King Alexander sighed, "Well, his grandfather was the third son of our great-grandfather. By the time his grandfather realized what that meant, his eldest brother already had children and there was no chance he would ever see the throne. His grandfather was not happy with that."

"But that's the way it's always been done," Christian stated. "There can only be one king. It goes to the eldest son. If there are no sons, to the eldest daughter."

"Yeah, but his grandfather didn't agree with that," King Alexander admitted. "I suppose there was never anything like that in your house."

Christian and I looked at each other. "No," We both stated.

"If anything, I see the burden Christian carries. There are many times I prayed nothing ever happened to Christian. The idea of filling his shoes was more than I thought I could handle."

"And I depend on Erik," Christian added. "There are many times I rely on his council on matters and implement his ideas. So, we were both kings in a way."

Seth's eyes lowered, "I hope he will help me as well."

This really bothered me. He was smart! "Seth, I will always be at your side. Trust that."

He smiled at me, "I am." He looked down again. "I didn't really get the sort of education Darius, Deena or even Samuel got. I paid attention, but even the tutors that taught the four of us were somewhat repulsed by me. There were days I didn't go to make it easier for them to teach the others."

"Which is what I can't understand!" I said a little angrier than I intended, "These were educated men. Could they not see the miracle that you survived? Why did they only see the damage?"

Seth shrugged, "Well, it is pretty bad."

"I see it as a sign!" I stated. "For whatever reason, God thought under no circumstance, that throne was going to be yours. You were going to be king. He won't let you die."

"Here, here!" King Alexander and Christian said toasting Seth,

"Being book smart is important, Seth," I said quietly. "It is important that a king has knowledge of the world. But wisdom is more important. You have that. You also have compassion and kindness. Tempered with mercy, I know you'll be amazing."

The weeks passed and finally that Sunday before my birthday, we got word that A'Dore's royal carriages were spotted on the outskirts of town. Christian was instantly in a bath and changed to be ready. I guess he was a little excited. I dressed as well. So did Seth. Then as the afternoon was waning the carriages came into the courtyard of the palace. I couldn't imagine Ella's ordeal with three small children on such a long trip! The many potty stops. There was a special carriage that was more of a wagon, the kids could sleep, play, or eat all in a cramped space, but had a more spacious ride than a traditional carriage offered. Christian was almost bouncing with anticipation as the carriage stopped and three little people jumped down even before the footmen got the step ready.

"Daddy!!" There were three calls as they rushed toward their father who knelt down, arms extended to eagerly welcome them. The force of the collision threw Christian to the ground laughing, all three hugging and being hugged by their father.

"We missed you!" Thomas declared.

"It was a long trip!!" Ana stated. Which Ada nodded.

"I'm so glad to see you!" Christian kissed each face. "I hope you didn't kill your mother on the way."

"She's fine," Thomas said looking back as Ella used the step to exit the carriage.

"Ella!" Christian left his children and hurried to his wife. The kiss he gave her would have melted metal! A kiss she gave back.

"Uncle Erik!" The three left unattended looked up seeing me and rushed to me. Only I was ready. The three didn't knock me down. But I wasn't their father, so I'm good. When Ella and Christian finished their greeting after nearly two months apart, they came over and Ella hugged me tightly.

"You look very happy," Ella said as she looked in my face. "I take it all is going well."

I nodded with a proud grin, "It is." Then I looked back at Seth. "Only, I need to warn you. I chose Seth Thorne..." how do I explain it quickly. "There's more to the story, but...he wears a mask, he was badly scarred in a fire when he was a boy. Don't be shocked." I held my hand out for Seth. "Come meet your sister-in-law, come Saturday." I invited Seth over. Again, his confidence was not as it should be, but he smiled, coming over.

"Your Majesty," Seth greeted, bowing to Ella. "Erik and Christian have told me a lot about you. Not to mention the stories about you and Christian that have been circulating."

Ella was a true queen, and her face showed no shock whatsoever. "It's nice to meet you, Seth." And she hugged the man without exception or hesitation. "These are my children. Thomas, Ana, and Ada." She brought the children forward.

Thomas, not at all shy, asked immediately, "Why are you wearing a mask? It covers half your face!"

"Well," Seth was prepared for this question. "I was in an accident when I was a year younger than you are now."

I nodded, "You know that place on your knee?" I reminded him of the little mark on his left knee. He had fallen while climbing a tree. "Is it still there?"

Thomas smiled, proud of his little scar, "Sure."

"Seth has the same thing. Only on his face," I explained.

"And hand," Seth showed the gloved hand.

Thomas frowned, "Ouch! That must have hurt!" Even my nieces looked a bit sad at hearing this.

"It did," Seth nodded and was shocked when there were two hugs to each of his legs by Ada and Ana.

"I cried for hours," Thomas said.

Seth smiled, relieved it had gone so well, "I know I did."

That night, I was a babysitter for my brother and Ella so the two could spend time alone for a few hours. Seth was begged to stay with them, too...by all three children. I was glad to do it. In between games, I noticed Seth staring at me, but he was smiling.

"Is something on your mind, Seth?"

He chuckled, "Well, I just was thinking what a great family I'm marrying into. You've got a great brother, a great sister-in-law, three great nephew and nieces. I'm happy to become a part of your family." Then he came over sitting beside me. "By this time next week. We'll be married."

I grinned, "And you'll be a king."

He didn't really react to that fact, "Well, I will, but this family is a better deal than a crown." He grinned kissing me. "Thank you for choosing me."

"Seth," I reminded. "You were born to be king."

He blew a breath, "I don't care about that. You chose to marry me. Did you do that because of my birthmarks?"

"Of course not," I said, "That was something I hadn't expected."

"So, I was your choice."

I grinned and kissed him again, letting my lips linger there, "Yes, you are."

The birthday for me was low key for what was going to happen at the end of the week. But it was fun. There were only a few dignitaries invited who King Alexander said was not only favored family of his but friends. By tradition and law, I was now considered an adult. Now the plans for the wedding were in full swing. The Church was asked to be there, but we were marrying at the palace. They would not marry us.

"My son is getting married!" King Alexander said to the royal priest. "You won't give your blessing?"

The priest looked very uncomfortable, "How can we? It's wrong. This is a move by two powers on this continent to unite two kingdoms. It's not religious, it's political."

"You won't bless them at all?" King Alexander asked.

"If anyone else had asked to have this done, they would be arrested and hung! You know that!"

"I have never hung a man because he is homosexual." King Alexander stated angrily. "That's stupid. I am not stupid. Leave. I'll ask God for His blessing."

"You can't!" The priest declared.

"Well, I have to officiate now. Or Christian. And why can't I? God can hear the prayer of a king as well as the prayer of a priest." King Alexander stated. "Is the air you breathe out different than mine? I don't think so. And when the time comes, and I die. Don't worry about officiating at my service. You won't help now; I won't need you then. Get out!" He pointed to the door.

"If we did this, we'd have to let anyone marry." The priest argued.

"So do it!" King Alexander shouted, "For now, GET OUT!!!"

To say things were busy at the palace would be an understatement. All Blethos seemed to want to be there, and they were decorating the ballroom and palace for this occasion. Ribbons, banners, flowers, a white carpet led to a raised portion of the ballroom where Seth and I were exchanging vows. The kitchen was equally busy getting things that could be made in advance done. Most would have to be done in a planned fashion to serve fresh food on time for the reception, that was also in the ballroom. I had a fitting for my wedding clothes, as did Seth, but we weren't allowed to see one another in them. That was the tradition. Whoever made that up? Musicians were told what should be played and more staff was hired to serve more people than was normally served at most banquets or balls.

"Are you nervous?" Christian asked me the night before.

"Butterflies," I put my hand on my stomach.

Christian chuckled, "Welcome to the club. But it's worth it." Then he gave me a serious look, "Do you love him?"

"I do," I answered without having to think about it. "Very much."

"Then it's all worth it," Christian assured. "Trust me on that."

The day came and I had to pee a lot. I was told that was nerves. I never doubted that. Guests began arriving and seemed to never stop. Hundreds. Maybe a thousand or more! There would be almost no place to stand! I had never seen so many carriages and men on horseback before. Ella's and Christian's wedding had been huge, but I was little then. But everyone seemed to be here and happy to be here. The priests arrived, but when asked if they were going to bless us when they said no, they were turned away.

Then as the music began to play, Christian walked up beside me. He grinned at me. "Dressed in all white. You look very happy." He pointed toward the front. "Ella and the children wanted to stand up with you. When they ask, we're all behind you."

Hugging him again, "Thanks, Christian."

"What's a brother for?" Then he reached in a pocket. He pulled a ring out. "If you want...this was our father's. Men don't always wear wedding rings. I do. Ella gave me mine, but, if you want..."

Seeing it, and knowing what it meant, I know why things got a little blurry. I took the ring, "I'd be honored."

Then the processional was beginning, Christian and I walked toward the front. I saw King Alexander and Seth walking toward the center as well, we came from opposite sides and joined in front. Seth looked amazing. Even the mask he wore was white!

King Alexander raised his hands as he rose to the upper level. "It is with great pleasure...my son was returned to me. Now, he marries an amazing person. King Christian and I are to officiate, as the Church refuses to bless their uniting. So, I ask. God, in whom we all know how powerful You are. I beg You. Bless this marriage. Two souls are joining together. Shine on them and their lives together." Then he looked at Christian who left my side and joined King Alexander and faced the crowd. "I give my son to Erik of A'Dore in matrimony."

Christian nodded, "And I give my brother to Phillip, also known as Seth, of Blethos in matrimony."

Then Ella and the children came up, "And we, his sister and nephew and nieces, as Erik's family give Erik of A'Dore in matrimony to Seth of Blethos."

Then Alexander turned to Seth, "My son, taking on another life is the most important thing a person can do in life. Do you take Erik of A'Dore to be that special person? To be your husband, to love, honor and cherish as long as you both live, forsaking all others in sickness and health?"

Seth turned to me, "I do."

"Erik, my dear brother, do you take Phillip, also Seth to be that special person. To be your husband, to love, honor and cherish so long as you both live, forsaking all others in sickness and health?" Christian asked.

Of course, my response was, "I do."

Christian turned to King Alexander, "Forgive me, this wasn't planned for, I know, but..." he turned to me. "Give the ring to Seth."

I nodded and pulled the ring from my pocket.

"This was Erik's and my father's wedding ring. I gave it to Erik just a few minutes ago. I gave it in hopes that it will be an inspiration to Erik and symbol of the bond that will unite Erik and Seth...forever." He looked at Seth, "Please put the ring on Erik's hand."

Seth nodded and slipped the ring on my left hand. "I do this, as your husband."

Then Alexander held his hand up, "Then in that tradition." He looked at his own left hand. "I have worn this ring from the day your mother and I were married. Never once thinking of taking it off." He sniffed as he had to pull a little to remove it, "Now is the best time to do that." He grinned, "I loved your mother. She was my inspiration. I'm giving it to Erik to give to you. May he be that inspiration to you, son." He handed me the ring.

Slipping the ring on Seth's left hand. "I do this, as your husband."

"With the power given us..." King Alexander said.

"And you know we do have that," Christian added to which many in the crowd chuckled. "I declare these two souls are married!"

Seth grinned at me. Only it was me that did it this time. "You know what's going to happen," I said to him, "I love you, Seth."

He grinned even bigger, "I love you, too."

Our lips met, in front of everyone there and what I'm going to tell you will...well...he began to glow. A white light seemed to bathe him. He broke the kiss as he grunted, holding his hand over his right eye like he was in pain. The light seemed to radiate under his mask. There were gasps from the crowd and even King Alexander and Christian backed away a little as the light got brighter and brighter. No one there could deny they saw it! Then went away. Then Seth looked at me.

"I can see!" Seth said incredulously. "I can see out of my right eye! I've not been able to see clearly since...I can't remember!"

I reached up and took his mask off quickly and gaped at what I saw. His scars were gone! "Oh, my God!!"

Seth looked up surprised at me. "What?"

I pointed to his right arm and took hold of it, "Look at your right hand!"

Seth looked curious a second, then slipped his glove off. Then his eyes widened as he saw normal, skin without any scars on his right hand. Then pulled his sleeve up. Then his hands went and he touched his face, mostly his right side. Then he was almost panicking, "Mirror! Has someone got a mirror?"

Ella came forward instantly handing him her small mirror from her bag. Seth held it up and his eyes grew even more.

"How?" Seth asked as he rubbed his face.

Christian smiled at his new brother-in-law. "I'd say, your father's asking for a blessing on your wedding...I'd say it was blessed and this is a sign. Your scars are gone!"

King Alexander was crying, "Fucking stupid priests! Think they know it all! See!?" He grabbed his son in a hug. "My son was cured!!"

I was smiling at a very, very handsome man. On both sides of his face. "I liked the old face!"

Seth looked at me and burst out laughing as he grabbed me in an embrace and then I kissed him so hard. To which he returned with equal force.

"Sorcery!" A male cry came above the oohs and ahhs that the crowd was giving. "This is outrageous! It's nothing but sorcery or just plain witchcraft!"

We all knew who it belonged to. I turned to see Arthur Thorne standing prominently from the crowd. His face was red with anger.

"These men are in league with the powers of darkness! Seth is no king! He isn't supposed to be king! They are sodomites! They were kissing! God knows what else they've done. They should be prosecuted and sent to the gallows!" Arthur shouted all the while his hand pointed toward Seth and me.

"Arthur!" King Alexander shouted. "How dare you? My son was cured! You saw it!"

"By what power?" Arthur shouted back. "He is cursed!!"

"Who told you that!?" I shouted at him. This was getting very old and tiresome. "By what authority are you claiming that Seth is cursed?" I touched Seth's unblemished face. "Any evidence you claim as evidence of this curse has been removed."

"No!" Arthur shook his head. "By marrying you, he is nearer to being king. He can't be king. My son was supposed to be king! It was promised!"

I stepped forward, "Promised by who? Lukus Caine?"

Arthur Thorne's rant stopped a moment, his face paled when he heard the name replacing the indignation, "I don't know who you're speaking about." He claimed in a lesser tone.

"Guards!!" King Alexander shouted even as some men that approached behind Arthur, "Get this man out of the palace. If he doesn't leave, throw him in the dungeon!" It was then I saw Darius and Deena slink behind their father who was being escorted out. Ashamed of their father's behavior? Or just embarrassed?

"Who is Lukus Caine?" King Alexander asked me and Seth.

Seth sighed, "Erik thinks he was the mastermind behind the attack on us twenty years ago." Seth watched his father's face. "The attack that killed your wife. My mother."

"What!?" Alexander asked shocked. "Who told you this?"

"King Mordor," I said quietly.

"He is a liar!" King Alexander insisted, "He denied it two decades ago. I didn't believe him then and I don't believe it now."

I nodded placing a hand on the king to stop his angered words, "Even a liar will occasionally tell the truth," I said calmly. "He didn't strike me as being stupid. His claim of innocence rings true. He has men, but he admits himself he doesn't have enough for an attack on Blethos. He'd be outnumbered."

"The evidence," King Alexander argued.

"A few swords, a shield..." I shook my head. "No bodies. And he used something in the attack that he shouldn't have had. And hasn't used it since. I'm not defending him, he and his people are savages, brutal. He could be lying. But he said that he was approached by Arthur Thorne and a Lukus Caine twenty-five years ago to go in on an attack on you. It's making more sense."

King Alexander looked at me as if he was beginning to believe it might be as I reported. "How did you hear this?"

"I asked the Creid king last night," I admitted hesitantly. "There is a kind of sorcery involved. I have a godfather that can do that. He helped me speak with their king."

King Alexander was very unsure about what I said.

"Your Majesty, it was twenty years ago. You lost so much." I cautioned. "It could be just like I was told. This sorcery was not directly responsible. But I believe...no, I know Arthur Thorne is involved. We need proof."

King Alexander was touched by Christian, "The wedding?" He reminded pointing at those assembled.

King Alexander looked out at the people, and it was as if he'd forgotten. Now he remembered. "The wedding, right." He looked at his son and smiled. "Well, the bottom of this will be found out. But whatever it was...the sorcery, gift from God...I have my beautiful son back. And he was just married." He hugged his son quickly, then faced the throng of people again. "Well, that was exciting! But we have a celebration coming. My son was just married. Let the celebrating begin!"

The people had seen it for themselves. The reason they were here was to watch their future king marry. He had been healed of his scars and in front of hundreds as eyewitnesses. The reason for the party was even more joyous.

Seth walked over, the smile on him still on his handsome face. "Do you want the other face back?" He asked me.

I grinned at him and now kissed him unashamed, "I'll get used to this one." And he rushed me to the dance floor.

"We are the newly married. It is a tradition we have the first dance," Seth said.

"Lead on."

It was later when Christian tapped me on the shoulder, "You're doing some amazing things, little brother."

I wasn't sure how to respond to that, "I haven't done anything. I just need to know the truth. For Seth, his father, his brother and for Blethos."

Christian nodded, "But you have such determination, I know you'll find this truth." He looked over as Seth danced with a woman who was clearly smitten with my husband. "At least his scars are gone."

I nodded, "On the outside. I'll be dealing with the ones inside his soul for a while. Perhaps the rest of our lives."

Christian gave me a brotherly hug, "I can think of no one better to handle it than you."

Okay, all this excitement was great, but as things wound down, I realized Seth and I were about to begin a new chapter in our lives. The thought of having sex with Seth was thrilling but having never done it. I was a little apprehensive. Sex. From what I've gathered, it was a thing that was so intense and sought after since time began. I'd dreamed of it. I knew the mechanics of it, but I was about to do it! I was going to have sex! With the man I loved!!

Seth and I walked to the room we had been given in the palace. It would be our room for tonight and as long as we were here. Shutting the door behind us, Seth grinned a little shyly at me.

"We're married," He said.

I chuckled, "I was there, remember?"

He grinned at me, "I do. I want this night to be magical."

"Do you love me?" I asked.

He walked to me bringing me to him, "Very much."

"I love you. So, it will be magical," I kissed him, this time I held nothing back. Passion and love, all emotions such as desire fueled my kissing of him. And he kissed back, seeming to want to consume me. Tongues dueled as we both were in this, hungry. Pulling on each other's clothes to rid them of everything. Seth pulling my shirt out and unfastening my pants as I did his. Both our manhoods were straining to be set free. Shoes! One day shoes would be made for quick removal, but we had to stop to get them off. Then we were at it again. Almost tearing each other's clothes to get them off. Lanterns and candles around let us see once the cumbersome clothing was gone. Both just looked at each other as nature intended. He was beautiful.

"You are so beautiful," Seth said in a whisper. "So beautiful." Then he backed me toward the bed taking us both as we lowered together. He was kissing me, then traced my chin to my neck, down to my chest taking a nipple between teeth and nipped lightly, down my stomach. My manhood was aching as I was fully erect, again straining to release my man seed! Then he took the tip and ran his tongue over it, and my manhood strained even more. Then he seemed to swallow all of it. I grabbed his hair on both sides, bringing him down even more. He then brought me in and out of his mouth a few times, and because we had never done it before and the sensations were so new, I felt myself shoot, once, twice, three times. But I rolled us over, taking his hands in mine as I kissed him, allowing me to taste my own man seed in his mouth, which seemed to fuel me, charging me again as I followed the same path he had started on me. The chest hairs on him tickling me as I not only nipped a nipple but sucked on each a few seconds, down his stomach. There was a trail of hairs that seemed to lead to his pubic hair I followed until I was faced with his manhood. The smell of him was intoxicating as I took the tip of him in, tasting the salty beginnings or what he was going to release. He had made it look so easy, but he was not a little man, but I took him in, caressing his manhood with my tongue, mouth and made him groan as I traveled up and down the shaft of him. Like me, the newness of what we were doing was not long before he let out a little groan and grunt as I felt him shoot in my mouth. The taste was again a little salty, but it was creamy and slick and I swallowed every drop. Traveling again up his stomach, inhaling his scent as I went. Looking over at the bedside table, we had massage oils, bringing his legs up. I put some oil on him, getting the entrance to him ready, then applied some to my manhood. I had read that it could be done. I knew it could be done and Seth didn't object, in fact, he seemed to be wanting it as much as I did. But I entered him slowly, gently. It took a few times, each time getting a little further in until we were pressed together. I began moving in and out until I had a rhythm.

"More," Seth demanded through gritted teeth. "Faster."

I began moving faster, harder, and soon he was letting out a long groan as sensations were going through him like lightning in the sky. It was a little longer since I'd just released a few minutes before, but I exploded in him. I almost collapsed on him, but he just rolled us again and did the same for me. Entering slowly. I have to say, when he first entered me, it felt as if I had to shit, but he moved slowly and gently. Soon I was getting sensations I had never experienced before. I felt him when he, at last, shot his seed in me. I felt it! I yearned for it. Seth and I were now connected to no one else in this world. He was my husband, and I was his! Then we did collapse together, he rolled us to our sides as he and I fought to catch our breaths.

"I love you," Seth whispered. "I will never let you go."

"Neither of us will let the other go," I nodded. "You are an amazing man, Seth."

We didn't get a lot of sleep that nig.ht. In fact, I don't think we slept at all, just dozed, but we had one more thing that needed to happen. It was noon when there was a knock on our door.

"Yes?" I asked.

"The crowning is in three hours, sires," A male voice reminded us.

I nodded, "Give us a minute. Then can you get the hot water for a bath?"

"It's being readied now, Sire," The voice said.

I leaned over to see Seth buried in the covers, only his head showed, partly. I pulled back the covers, kissing the back of his neck, "Last night was wonderful."

There was a smile that grew on Seth, "I agree. I look forward to it again tonight." His voice was a little muffled. Then he rolled over, bringing me down, kissing me. "Good morning, husband."

"Good morning," I smiled back. "But Blethos awaits."

He sighed, "So, it does." Then he looked a little annoyed, "Most married couples have a wedding night that lingers."

"I know," I nodded. "And we can have our time but doing it this way was the only solution we really had. I could have married you sooner, but for legal purposes, it was better I am an adult, marry you and now you are going to be king."

Seth frowned as he thought about that, "But I don't know how to be king."

I smiled, "No one really does. Not really. There will be priorities. First will be the welfare of Blethos. If you rule thinking what's best for the people, you're doing what's right. The laws and rules to follow will come. I'll help you; you know that."

"I just don't want to hurt anyone."

"And that's very important. You're doing it right now. Worrying about the people," I assured. "I told the truth. You were born to be king. But no one I met, or saw was thinking about what's best for anyone other than themselves. You'll be a great king." I pulled the covers off, "Now, come on. We'll eat something quickly, bathe and then dress."

He groaned rubbing his face, "For Blethos."

I chuckled, "For Blethos."

There were many that came to the palace again. Not as many as to the wedding, but there were quite a few. This time, the ceremony was going to be in the throne room. I helped him get dressed after I did, then looked at him.

"You almost need another haircut," I chuckled as I ran my hand over his handsome face then went in his black hair. "The hair where you'd gotten it burned off has grown back a little shaggy."

He grinned at me, "Well, we can't all be perfect." He kissed me gently, "I love you."

I smiled at him, hugging him. "I love you." I took his hand, "Let's do this."

Dignitaries and members of the Court of Blethos were all in attendance. Christian was waiting in a room off the Throne Room as we entered. He grinned at us as we entered.

"So?" Christian asked smiling.

"What?" I asked innocently but knew what he was asking us for.

Christian shook his head but was still smiling rolling his eyes, "How was it? Did you get any sleep?"

Seth chuckled taking my hand, "It was wonderful and no, not much sleep."

Christian laughed, "I wonder why?" He got up and hugged us both. "I will say it again. Welcome to our family, Seth," He slapped Seth's arm gently. "Now my brother."

Seth again lowered his head. Not because wasn't feeling like he deserved it, "Thank you for accepting me. Even while I had the scars."

Christian nodded, "That's in the past now."

King Alexander entered the room. "My sons," He greeted again with the hugs! He smiled at Seth. "This is an important last step, son."

Seth frowned, "I hope you stick around. I'll need advice."

King Alexander smiled a little sadly, "I'll be here as long as I can. Any advice I can give, just ask. The medications aren't working as long as they used to. I will always be in here." He tapped Seth's chest, "In your heart. I don't plan to die. Not too soon. But the strength to be a king is leaving me. This is necessary."

Seth nodded, "I just want to do a good job."

The ceremony began with all its pomp. The heads of the towns surrounding Blethos' capital were marching down the red-carpeted aisle. Officers of the Court. There was a priest waiting by the throne. They agreed to bless Seth as king. I couldn't understand why that was okay, but our marriage was not. I don't care what they say is in the Scriptures about men and women like us. Their presence was barely tolerated by King Alexander who was now standing beside the priest in front of the throne. The priest was saying his words and prayer. Then Seth and I walked to the front, where we knelt before the priest.

"Phillip of Blethos. Also known as Seth Thorne. Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the Peoples of the Blethos and of your Possessions and other Territories to any of them belonging or pertaining, according to their respective laws and customs?"

Seth glanced at me, then replied, "I promise to do so."

"Will you to your power cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgments?" The priest asked.

"I will," Seth answered.

"Will you, Prince Erik, formally of A'Dore, now of Blethos, aid Prince Phillip to govern the Peoples of Blethos and his possessions and other territories according to the laws and customs?"

I felt Seth's hand take mine and squeezed it. I smiled and squeezed back, "I promise to do so."

"Will you honor the Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in judgment?" The priest asked me.

"I will," I answered.

The priest nodded to King Alexander who stepped forward, "My son. This honor will be given by me. I trust you will reign with honor and justice. Love the Peoples in your charge." He reached up, taking the crown from his head. "Rise." He placed the crown on Seth's head. "King of Blethos."

"All hail the king!" Was said by all who were bowing as Seth, and I turned around. King Alexander, or formally king was bowing, so were Christian and Ella. "Long may you reign."

Someone came behind Alexander and removed his ceremonial robe and placed it around the neck of Seth, then backed away as he bowed.

Seth was now king!