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Mirial looked up at him as he rested her in his lap. The queen looked at him with eyes wide as she blushed and held onto him. She nodded as she rested her head against his chest. "I love you, Adanril. Please, never leave me, again." Her eyes closed as she started to cry again. Her weak hands held onto him as tight as she could. A medic listened to the conversation and sent for food to feed the royals.
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Adanril held Mirial close regretting ever leaving her, he could not live without her touch. He needed her in his arms like she was now. Nothing compared to the joy he felt now with her sweet words reaching his ears. "I will be by your side forever my beloved. The love I have burns to strong for you to ever leave your side again." he spoke softly waiting for the food he knew the medics would bring. Not like they would be left alone together anytime soon. Their Queen was injured and weak, till she was healthy would they get a chance to be alone.
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The medic carried in a tray of food for them as she kept her eyes on the ground. She set the tray down and bowed before she left the tent. Two medics waited by the front of the tent so they could have their privacy. Mirial let go of him slightly as she wiped her eyes and blushed. "I must look terrible." Her eyes went to his as she blushed and touched his face.
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Adanril thanked the medic for the food as he brought his attention back to Mirial. With a soft chuckle he smiled at her sliding some of her hair behind her ear. "You are always beautiful my beloved. Would be better if you ate. Don't make me feed you love." he spoke in a rather sensual voice as he nuzzled her neck gently. Then brought the food closer to them holding it for Mirial in a suggestive way.
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She looked at him as he moved her hair behind her ear as she sat in his lap. Mirial blushed before moaning as she tilted her head and allowed him more access to her neck. "Okay. I'll eat." The queen leaned forward and took a bite of the food he offered her. Her eyes went to his as she offered him a bite, as well.
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Adanril didn't refuse the queen as he took a small bite of the food wanting her to eat most of it. "Thank you" he spoke with a gentle smile and pulled her close to his body. The happiness he felt to have Mirial in his arms without worry couldn't be contained and a smile spread across his lips. Immersed in the thought of having Mirial all to himself consumed his mind as he unconsciously played with her hair while she ate.
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Mirial smiled as he took a bit and nodded as he pulled her closer. "Your welcome." Her eyes stayed on him as she ate, happily. The pain she felt before could only be described as having your heart ripped out and stabbed repeatedly before being crushed. It was good to know that she'd never have to feel that again since Adanril was by her side again. She let him play with her hair as she sat in his lap and finished her food. "What shall we do now that my food is gone and we've been left alone?" The queen asked as she wore some food on her face.
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Adanril looked down at Mirial once she was done eating. A hardly chuckle escaped him as he leaned down and gently licked the leftover food left on her. "What do you desire doing?" he asked while looking her over and quickly reworded the question. "That won't be physically strenuous. You are still injured my love." He had many ideas of what to do now that they were alone but none of them involved her being injured. That made him deny anything he desired, what wrong move and he could cause her more pain. Did not believe Mirial was as use to physical pain as he was. "I know my stead is probably causing some problems. He isn't a tame horse." he chuckled. His stud was like him and his people, wild.
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Her eyes stayed on him and blushed as he licked the food from her face. "I am injured but it doesn't mean I can't handle pain. " Mirial said as she kissed him and rubbed his chest. "Let him. I'm more focused on you." She said as she sat in his lap and rubbed his leg with her good foot. The queen looked at him as she blushed but her eyes and body asked for more. Being away from him had been torture enough without him playing hard to get with her.
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"Don't regret this then your Highness." Adanril comment a sly smirk playing across his pale lips. How could he not accept her advances and make a few of his own. With one fluid motion he had Mirial laying underneath him to where he returned her kiss. He held himself above her with an arm that was along side her head. The kiss had a strong longing to it, he had been miserable without Mirial and now he wanted her more than ever.
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"I never regret the time I spend with you." She looked up at him and smiled as she laid under her prince. Mirial kissed him back as she arched her back and pressed her body to his as she looked at him. "Adanril..." Her hand went to his chest as she panted. "I want you now... more than ever..." She said as a medic came in to check on her. "Ma'am?" He said softly as Mirial sighed.
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"I'm starting to dislike your people." Adanril growled into her ear softly as his head dropped right alongside Mirial's his mood ruined once the medic came in. With a sigh he decided he would have to move even though having his love under him was so much better. "We are getting married as soon as possible." he looked at her kissing her once more before getting up and moving. No one would interrupt them on their wedding night. He laid upon the cot across from her trying to forget what she had panted, preferred not getting aroused now.
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Mirial smiled as she ran her hand through his hair and kissed his neck. "So am I." The queen said, jokingly as he moved from over her and to the cot nearest to her. "I agree." She said as the sheet was replaced over her and she called in the medic. He came in and rebandaged her wounds before taking the tray of dirty dishes out. Her eyes stayed on Adanril as she let him see the lust in her eyes as it grew for him. The queen tossed away her sheet and started to stand as her weak legs shook slightly. "Adanril..."
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He waited patiently on the opposite cot staying out of the medics way. The faster they got done the sooner he could have Mirial in his arms again. That wish was granted though in a rather frightening way. Without a word Adanril was up and holding her in his arms. "You shouldn't be walking when you are so weak love. If we want to get married soon you need to get better first." he spoke allowing his queen to at least stand upon her feet. If it was what she desired he would allow it being her support the whole way through. "Rest my beloved so we can be together again in holy matrimony." He chuckled at his words.
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She blushed as Adanril came to her side when she stood on her own shakey feet. Her eyes went to his as she smiled and nodded as she rested her hands on his chest. "You're right. I am just tired of being bed ridden." Mirial said softly and closed her eyes. "I suppose it's my fault I'm so weak." The queen said as she touched his face when she heard his words before kissing him. "Will you rest with me, again?"
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With ease he slipped his arms under Mirial's legs and picked her up. "Your wish is my command." he spoke while laying her down on the cot only to join her upon it. His arms gently wrapped around her as he pulled her nice and close. "If you rest you won't be bedridden for much longer. I promise. Nothing will happen to you as long as I'm here to keep it from happening." he reassured her kissing her softly just wanting to feel her soft lips once more.
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Her eyes stayed on him as he carried her to her cot and laid down with her. Mirial smiled as he pulled her close and she rested her hands on his chest. "I'll hold your words to you." She said as she looked at him and kissed him back with passion. The queen laid there in her cot as the troops went about their business of packing up camp to return to Rostice.
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"Then I won't let you down." Adanril smiled pressing his lips back into hers before pulling away. He wanted her to sleep not kiss him no matter how great it felt. So to prevent it any more he placed his chin at the top of her head then gently rubbed his hands through her hair and along her body in a way he thought was soothing. He had no idea what was happening outside the tent and if he did, he wouldn't be so calm. His love would be leaving him once more and he wouldn't be able to handle that.
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Mirial looked at him as he pulled away from her and placed his chin on her head. "No fair." The queen pouted playfully as she closed her eyes and rested her hands on his chest. Her body relaxed in her sleep as she laid there with him and dreamed of their wedding. She was not aware of the deconstruction going on outside the medic tent.
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Adanril chuckled happily in success, this time though he couldn't fall asleep like before. When he awoke once this day sleep would not come to him till the night arrived. Luckily he was glad Mirial was adorable to watch asleep that was till he heard something odd outside. He wanted to go see what it was, there was one problem though, Mirial. Carrying her was a possibility, a rather extremely risky one. With a sigh he laid there hoping it was nothing and played with his love's hair.
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The head medic walked into the tent a little while later and looked at Adanril. He walked over to his side and took a deep breath before bowing. "The moon elves are returning to Rostice. They want to move Queen Mirial back so she may heal faster." His eyes closed as he walked out of the tent and told the people waiting outside she was still sleeping. They grumbled then waited away knowing she still needed sleep.
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Adanril listened to the head medic with lacking amusement, shown his respect though. The anger that rose inside him, he couldn't hide so well. All his thoughts were coming true. His love would be leaving him once more. The hold he had on her only tightened as he placed his cheek against her hair trying to keep the tears back. He was a grown man and a warrior, he wasn't meant to cry.
When Mirial woke though the relief fled over him and he kissed her a little too passionately. "Morning my love. Lets get you dress in something more befitting for a Queen." he spoke softly so the medics didn't hear and he could have some more time with her. A plan in mind he picked Mirial up placing her down so she was standing and his arm was around her waist. |
Her eyes grew wide from his kiss and blushed as she looked at him. Mirial knew something was wrong and touched his face as he picked her up. "Adanril...what's wrong?" She asked as she spoke softly. The tears in his eyes also gave him away as she stroked his cheek.
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"Nothing, my dear do not worry." Adanril spoke reassuringly as he looked for a dress for her to wear. When he found one he assisted her into avoiding anymore conversation. The last thing he needed was to break down. "There." he said looking at the dress before picking her up bridal style and carried her out of the tent.
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She looked at him as he helped her into another dress. But Mirial was not convinced of this. "Adanril...what are you hiding from me?" Her eyes stayed on him before he picked her up and carried her outside into the bright sunlight. The queen looked around as the camp was mostly broken down. The medic walked over to them and pointed to a carriage, surrounded by four of her elite guard. Mirial held onto Adanril and started to cry as she refused to leave him. "You're coming with me...right?" She asked as she started to shake with rage and sadness.
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