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“I’m sorry,” she said. “You might be the emperor and all-powerful, but it simply can’t be done. The arrangements have already been made.”
“So, change them,” I said. “There’s no way around this. It’s what is going to happen.”
Hazel placed a hand on my arm to calm me down.
“What my future husband is trying to say is… IF YOU DON’T DO YOUR JOB, SOMEBODY ELSE WILL!”
The wedding planner was so shocked by Hazel’s outburst, she fell off her chair and onto the floor.
“I… uh… I’ll see to the arrangements,” she said.
She scurried off to organize everything.
“That was almost cruel,” I said.
“Almost,” Hazel said. “People like her get stuck in their little ruts. She wouldn’t listen unless she was shocked a little. I’ll apologize to her later. Now, let me show you what real cruelty looks like…”
She then proceeded to suck my cock until I was ready to explode… and then she backed off and let me calm down before bringing me up to the boil again. By the time she finished me off—after making me (the emperor!) beg for release—I came so hard I felt lightheaded afterward.
“There,” she said, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. “That’s real cruelty… except for the ending.”
She got up to leave but I dragged her back to bed and performed the same cruelty game on her. By the time I was done with her, she was a quivering puddle on the floor.
I clapped off my hands.
“Never say I’m never cruel to you!” I said.
The wedding guests began arriving shortly after dawn. It was my job to greet them as they entered the ballroom where our wedding would be held. The TV cameras had been switched on since dawn and beamed our event to all four corners of the empire.
By the time the wedding began, my arm hurt from all the saluting. I was ushered to the front of the temple. The most devout Titans knelt as I passed. The others just bowed their heads.
I smiled and nodded politely at Hazel’s friends, who were seated on the front row. With them as Hazel’s only guests, it only seemed fair they got the best seats.
On my side of the room, I had family members, dignitaries, kings, queens, and a pope or two. But none of them meant anything like what Hazel’s friends meant to her.
Hazel wanted a traditional Earth wedding with a few Titan ceremonial dashes to keep it local. The wedding planner loved it. She thought it would make a great TV event that would be remembered for a generation.
I took my place at the front, beside the high priest of Agnathion. Then the music kicked in. It was a strange, high-pitched tune, very simple compared to Titan music. Underneath it, some Titan musicians played our most traditional song, the Dance of Death. Despite its name, it was quite a happy and sprightly tune.
She appeared at the other end of the temple wearing a white dress that hugged her thin frame. She carried a bouquet—Healer’s Touch—and a veil over her face. Titan children carried her train behind her.
She was mesmerizing.
The guests had never seen an Earth wedding before. They gasped and murmured how beautiful she looked.
I agreed. She was stunning.
She walked with the second most powerful man in the galaxy on her arm. My uncle and heir to the throne should anything happen to me.
I had eyes only for Hazel. She floated like a cloud in her frilly white dress, a dress I very much looked forward to tearing off her body later.
Her friends had tears in their eyes and grinned as she passed.
When she drew up to me, my uncle handed her over to me with a gracious bow before taking his seat.
Then the ceremony began in earnest. The High Priest read his sermon. He spoke about peace and fighting for what was right, for our freedoms and those of our family and friends. I tuned him out and spoke to Hazel out the corner of my mouth.
“You look gorgeous,” I said.
