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Where would I go that would be better than being sandwiched between two men?
Exactly.
I stare at myself in the mirror, nervous and excited to see how the night will play out. For the first time in centuries, elves and dragons will be in the same space peacefully. We will not be fighting. We will not be killing one another.
We will have fun.
I hope.
Oh gods, I do really hope nothing murderous happens. That is a setback we do not need.
Everything will be fine. It will be a wonderful night. We will laugh, heal, and love. Everyone will get along and it will be the event we all needed to bring the two kingdoms together.
“Everything will be fine,” I say to my reflection, brushing my hair down my shoulders.
The strands are straight and soft. My crown is settled on top of my head, the blue gem shining bright against my hair. The dress hugs my body, the neckline low to show the definition of mypecs. The glitter shimmers as the candlelight glows, flickering and swaying.
I grin when the bond hums with Rarity’s excitement. She is not nervous at all. We decided to get ready in different rooms to surprise one another and I am slightly afraid Rarity will not like this gown on me. What if she does not find me as manly? I still want nothing more than to bend her over and fill her cunt while Nyx lifts my own dress, wraps his hands around my hips, and slides into me.
A knock on the door sounds, pulling me away from my fears. They are ridiculous. I should not have doubts about Rarity.
“Prince Cailian?”
I grin when I hear Raiden’s voice. I set the brush down, take a deep breath, and walk to the door. I swing the door open, my hair fanning from the slight gust of air. Raiden’s eyes widen and he looks me up and down.
“Nyx is going to lose his mind when he sees you. You look lovely, Prince Cailian.” He gives a slight bow.
I return it. “You do as well, Raiden. The color gold looks good on you.”
He’s wearing a sheer golden shirt, the material is made up of small links, like chains. His pants and blazer are black, his wings shining brightly behind his back as if he has had them polished.
His cheeks darken. “Thank you. I will take you to Nyx. He is pacing a hole in the floor waiting for you and Rarity. I have never seen him so nervous.”
I close the door behind me. “Really?” I blow out a breath before laughing, relieved I am not the only one. “Me as well. It has been a long time since I danced. I am afraid I will not remember how.”
“Nonsense.” He holds out his arm for me to take when we reach the staircase. “You will find your footing. I have no doubt.”
I slip my arm through his and lift the bottom of the gown while we cascade the steps. “Why are you so kind to me?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“You know why.”
“Because it is exhausting to hold onto pain. I refuse to do it. I also know how much his father meant to you. I was here. I saw how you two interacted. Nyx might have his doubts because the pain is so personal, but I think there is more to the story, and because of that, I will not punish you when it seems you punish yourself enough.”
I glance away, blinking away the tears.
“Don’t cry. Nyx might burn me alive, and I rather like living.”
I bark a very unattractive laugh, wiping the corner of my eyes. “We can’t have that.”
“No. His wrath is unlike anything I have ever seen.”
“I would have to agree.” I remember the battles over the years and while I never saw him directly, I saw what his fleet could do. I knew their leader had to be vicious.
We finally take the turn on the staircase, the den coming to view. I hear the fast thuds of Nyx’s steps come to a halt.
“Presenting Prince Cailian of the Ice Elven to you, Prince Dovenyx,” Raiden announces, slipping his arm free.
