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As for the bodice, the glass leaves molded beautifully to the Princess’s large breasts and showed off her ripe, pale purple nipples perfectly. But for some reason, this seemed to bother her.
“I can’t go out in public dressed like this!” she protested, looking down at herself in obvious horror.
“Why not?” Krynn frowned as he looked her up and down. “The dress fits perfectly.”
“And it shows off your curves and your assets,” I added.
“It shows off more than that!” She pointed at her breasts. “I can’t go around in a dress that shows my nipples! Especially now that they’ve turned purple.”
“You can and you must,” Krynn said sternly. “It’s the color of your nipples that we want the people of the Court to see—along with the color of your eyes and hair and the Mark of Lolth on your forehead. All these things speak to the Royal Purple blood that runs in your veins and your true status as the rightful Queen of the Midnight Court.”
“Really? They need to see my nipples to believe I’m who you say I am?” She had an agonized look on her face and it occurred to me that she was extremely modest. Only the deep sexual need she’d been feeling earlier had allowed her to be naked between me and Krynn without shame.
Just thinking of that—remembering how soft she’d felt in my arms and the way she’d bucked her hips and moaned when she was coming—made my shaft hard all over again. I thought of entering her with my fingers and remembered how hot and wet her sweet little pussy had been. I wondered if I would be feeling that tight, wet heat wrapped around my cock later when they strapped me to the Quenching chair…
If you do, it might be the last thing you ever feel, whispered a little voice in my head. Which was fucking true. Quenching the Princess’s Thirst for the first time was going to be dangerous—especially since Krynn and I were the only ones allowed to do it.
The thought snapped me out of the lustful trance I’d fallen into and I watched as Krynn deftly dressed our Princess’s hair in the latest Court fashion. He had the top pulled up to show the Mark of Lolth on her forehead while the back hung in loose silver, white, and purple waves that swirled around her full hips becomingly.
“Beautiful,” I breathed, as he finished with her. Now she looked ready to go to Court…though I wished we could all go straight back to bed instead. The experience of holding her between us with Krynn on one side and me on the other wouldn’t leave my mind.
Krynn was my oldest friend and though I had helped him with his Needing before, we had never shared a female sexually. I would have been happy to share the Princess with him—if she wished to be shared. But I knew the truth—the two of us were only a stepping stone to her, which was as it should be. She was meant for someone better than myself and Krynn.
After all, no one could expect a beautiful Princess of Royal blood to keep two half-breeds as her consorts. Soon enough she would meet a High Fae male and no doubt fall in love with him. And then she would name him as her Royal Consort—possibly her King Consort, though I hoped not.
Lilliana was the rightful Queen and she deserved to rule by herself. If she allowed a High Fae male to take the title of “King” she would be eclipsed, her authority diluted. That had been the case with her mother, Queen Lorelin. Once she married Valerin and named him her King Consort, he had taken over the ruling of the Midnight Court and much of her power had become his.
Some said that was why she had died in childbirth—which shouldn’t happen to any reasonably healthy Fae female who has magic in her veins. But people said that King Valerin had absorbed so much of his wife’s power that she didn’t have enough even to keep herself alive at the moment of crisis.
It had been a great loss and the Midnight Court wasn’t the same without a ruler with Royal blood—one who was a direct descendant of Lolth, the Spider Queen. Our power and prestige had diminished in the years since Queen Lorelin had died.
But soon we would be well and whole again, I reminded myself. When Princess Lilliana took the throne of the Midnight Court, her beauty and power would shine through the whole Court, making all of us stronger. Having a descendant of the Spider Queen on the Throne for the Dark Fae is much like a colony of bees having a good and powerful Queen bee who is constantly replenishing the hive. We thrive under such circumstances.
I just hoped that Krynn and I could install the Princess safely on the Throne, but we would have to watch her carefully because Mordren wasn’t going to give up the power he sought easily.
24
Lily
It felt strange, wearing a dress that showed my nipples. But apparently they had turned purple because my blood was now purple too—at least, according to Krynn. So they were yet another sign that I was the Lost Princess, returned to claim her rightful place on the Throne of the Midnight Court.
Not that I really wanted to claim the throne, mind you. I’ve never lusted for power—I turned down the position of PTA President when the other moms offered it to me. And obviously, that wasn’t nearly as big a promotion as being made Queen of the Dark Fae. I much preferred to work behind the scenes to be sure everyone got what they needed.
Still, I seemed to have been thrust into a position I couldn’t easily get out of. Krynn and Seldarin were determined to see me crowned and now that the three of us had gotten close, I hated to disappoint them.
Also, everything felt unreal at the moment. I kept putting my fingers up to touch my face and feel the tips of my pointed ears. Maybe this was all a dream and I would wake up, cramped and hungry and shivering, in my minivan at any minute. Since it was much nicer to be dreaming I was somehow now a Fae princess, I decided to just let things ride.
So I let myself be all dressed up and let Krynn do my hair—which he was surprisingly good at. I would have asked for make-up, because I didn’t usually go out without at least a little blush and lipstick (and honestly a lot more than that since I’d been getting older.) But when I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized I no longer needed any kind of make-up. Remember the flawless no-pore skin? And my cheeks and eyelids had a natural tint that made my new Royal Purple eyes sparkle.
I’ll admit I spent a long minute staring at myself. Now that I was all dressed up with my hair done, I looked even more beautiful. And I’m not saying that with any kind of pride or vanity—to be honest, it felt like I was looking at someone else. Or else like I was wearing a really good Halloween costume—one that kind of looked like me but mostly looked like an actress who was about to star in some kind of High Fantasy movie.
My hair looked amazing, pulled back to show the pointed tips of my ears and the tiny spider birthmark on my forehead—which had now turned purple like my eyes, I saw. And the gown I was wearing was long and split up the middle to show my naturally smooth legs. Nice.
The incredibly soft material of the gown—which Krynn had told me was spider silk—clung to my full curves and shimmered from Royal Purple to gold when the light hit it just right. It was mesmerizing and surprisingly comfortable considering that I’d never liked fancy clothes much before. The soft purple shoes that went with it were comfortable too, even though they had a bit of a heel on them to give me some height, which I needed since all the Dark Fae were so tall.
The only thing that didn’t make me look like an Elf Princess out of Lord of the Rings was the fact that my fangs seemed to have grown some. They were no longer baby vampire fangs—they looked substantially longer than they had earlier, I thought. I was careful to keep the tip of my tongue away from them, since they looked sharper too. Also, why was my throat so dry? When I swallowed, it felt like sandpaper.
“Come, my Lady—we must go,” Krynn told me, tugging me gently away from the tall oval mirror. “You have your new subjects to meet.”
