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I raised her right hand into the air. "Lady Alahna, mate to Warlord Brogan, Master of Grymburg," I announced to everybody present and the cheering intensified.
From out of nowhere, Furbo dashed forward and landed on Alahna's shoulder, wrapping himself around her neck like a scarf. Even though most people here had already gotten used to having a grover among us, he was still considered a predator. Him acting this docile toward her, proved Alahna's worthiness in the eyes of my subjects, and I couldn't have agreed more.
Even after Furbo's mischief this morning and the farce trial he caused, I realized his presence would support her position as my mate even more. Many who might have grumbled over me choosing a human mate would bow to the will of the gods, which had obviously chosen her by giving her the power to tame a grover.
After Alahna and I declared for each other, we presided over the Thorton feast, which entailed a lot of indulging in Fiona's best dishes and, later, dancing.
Arts were not a very supported trade in the Thyre culture, but a handful of males and kallinies were trained in a variety of instruments and took their places against a wall to apply their craft.
Tables and benches were pushed and stacked against another wall to make room for the first brave dancers.
I noticed Alahna's hopeful look at me and shook my head. 'I will defend you against all enemies, czira, protect you with my life. Alas, dancing is not an art I have ever learned nor feel compelled to do.”
She giggled. "I knew you had to have some shortcomings, Great Warlord.”
"Shortcomings?” I asked in mock indignation.
She grinned mischievously, and a thrill ran through me. There was still so much to learn about this kallini, and I swore I would enjoy every second of it.
"If you would like to dance, I will chance making an ass of myself," I offered, cringing. This was not an exercise I looked forward to, but I would for her.
"No, it's alright." She smiled warmly. "I like watching others dance too."
With a sigh, I rose, extending my hand. Questioning, she looked at me, and I explained, "Czira, there might still be a lot I have to learn about you, but I recognize the look on a kallini's face when she desires something."
"But"—she took my hand reluctantly—"if you…"
I waved my free hand and pulled her out of her chair. "A few moments of discomfort won't kill me and if it makes you happy, it's worth it."
Her smile went straight to my cock, and I realized I would be in for a different kind of discomfort than anticipated.
Soon I swayed her in rhythm to the music and decided that all my discomfort was indeed worth it. She had a natural grace about her that showed in every step of her dance, every sway of her hips, and every movement of her arms.
The thought that she was mine rushed through me yet again.
I had never believed that she had only yielded to me because she was my tribute. She wasn't the type, but knowing now that she had willingly pledged all the days of the rest of her life to me caused my chest to swell with pride.
Despite my earlier misgivings and my clumsiness on the dance floor, I could have easily stayed here with her for the rest of the night.
Thankfully, she showed me mercy after two dances, and we crossed the floor to our raised seats at the head of the table.
While we were gone, our cups had been refilled, and I watched her empty hers in a few big gulps before I offered her mine. She accepted it gratefully and emptied it halfway before handing it back to me.
The feast continued well into the early morning hours and as much as I burned to take my new mate back to our rooms, custom dictated that we stayed until the party broke up.
By that time, Alahna was so tired, I carried her up the stairs.
Furbo must have already gone up at some point, because I found him sprawled in the center of our bed, taking up the entire space.
"You are a troublemaker," I mumbled, scooting him into the corner by Alahna's feet where he usually slept. Tiredly, he hissed at me. Unimpressed, I glared at him. "I'm not sure you are worth all this trouble, so you better cut it out before I wear you around my neck."
He hissed again in response, and Alahna giggled tiredly, snuggling closer into my chest.
With utmost care, I took her clothing off and sighed when I realized she was too tired to fulfill my cock's desires this morning. I would have to wait until she got some sleep.
I covered her with a mass of furs before I undressed and slid in beside her, spooning her with my body to keep her warm.
Slight movement alerted me to Furbo, who stealthily walked up our bodies and jostled us until he found a space in between us.
