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Where's My Happy Ending? ((butterfly0408/Kolath))

Aiden sighed and kissed her neck again, pulling the dress out of the line he slowly took her over toward the dressing screen. â??Crista, my love I care for only one persons opinion. And thatâ??s mine.â? He kissed her lips deeply grabbing the sheet. â??You look beautiful in that dress and I want you to wear it for me. Not for â??Peopleâ?? for me the man you love and will marry soon.â? he started to pull the sheet off her body smirking evilly.
 
Crista smirked a little as well, lightly slapping his hand as he tried to take her sheet from her, taking the sheet for herself with one hand as the other took the dress from him, "As you wish, my king." She spoke though with a playful, lighthearted air to the words, smile on her face as she slipped behind the screen to change. The sheet went flopping over the top of the screen to show him she was doing as he asked, even if she still felt ordinary on the inside.
 
He smirked and started to get dressed himself pulling his shirt on over his head. â??You know you are going to be a handful my love.â? He smirked as he lay there waiting on the bed for her now that he was fully dressed. â??No matter how much I tried to show you that you are everything a queen needs to be, you have been looking on the outward appearance for so long that you canâ??t see what I am talking about.â? he waited for her, and the moment she stepped out from behind the screen he whistled in the most obscene fashion.
 
Crista hadn't expected that reaction from him as she came into view once more. Her jaw dropped in shock and surprise as her face blushed pink. But through all that, she had a smile on her lips, "You're just horrid!" she exclaimed with a light laugh as she put her hands on her hips, pouting a little after she spoke. "How would you like it if I whistled at you like you were some cheap floozy?"
 
He laughed and came over to her his hand brushing her hair back from her face. â??Had I whistled at you like that I wouldnâ??t like it at all.â? He pulled her against him suddenly and leaned in kissing her deeply his hand behind her head and around her waist as he bent her back slightly. When he finally broke the kiss he smiled at her. â??But between a husband and wife that is just saying that my wife is looking hot and sexy.â? He kissed her again lightly, â??As usual.â?
 
She gasped and her hands reached out to grasp his shoulders as he sort of dipped her, her first instinct was to actually push him away. He was just being silly when she was trying to hard to be serious. That instinct went fluttering away though as she gave herself over to the simple sweet pleasure within his kiss that had her giving into this passion. Letting her guard down just a bit. "One problem though..." she whispered to him, wrapping her arms around him and drawing her lips close to his as if she was about to kiss him before she whispered... "We're not married yet." Smirking she pulled herself from his arms and crossed the room to sit at her vanity. Picking up a brush, she started to brush out her hair, make it look at least presentable. She had horrible bed head at that moment.
 
Aiden had to catch himself a little as she pulled out of his arms. He looked over at her as she sat and started brushing her hair. Grabbing one of the other chairs in the room he came over and sat right behind her stopping her hands and taking the brush from her. â??Here let me.â? He gently brushed out her long hair pushing it to one side leaning in to kiss her neck. â??I know we arenâ??t married yet Crista and it is driving me nuts not having you as my queen.â? He sighed and nuzzled close. â??Like it has been for the past five months.â? He started to brush her hair again and sighed as finished not wanting to stop.
 
She let him had the brush, no arguments this time. She just smiled, watching him through the reflection in the mirror before her. Silently, she just watched and listened. As he went back to it once more, she gently turned her little stool she sat upon around so she faced him. Leaning forward, she gently kissed him, "I love you." She rose then and took a deep breath, letting it out on a sigh, "I guess I am as ready for this as I will ever be..." meaning of course the day ahead. It took a lot to prepare herself to face Heylel once more.
 
He smiled and stood kissing her softly. â??I couldnâ??t ask for a more beautiful or queenly bride then you my love.â? He gently took her arm and led her down stairs. Breakfast was well over but the cooks had seen to it that they would have something ready for her when she came down. They had not expected Aiden and were rather flustered at having to prepare something on the fly for the king of all people. Though Aiden tried to tell them to not bother with anything more they were still trying to over do. Aiden looked at Crista with a â??please helpâ?? look on his face.
 
Crista just smirked, watching him get all caught up in the hustle and bustle of the kitchen. She was enjoying herself far to much to ever stop it. Just sitting back, she watched as her few humble servants cooked Aiden a whole breakfast of eggs and meats and fresh milk. Setting it before him, they all then stood by, watching him, waiting for him to take a bite and either approve of it or crush their hopes and dreams that they might one day cook a meal for the king and have him enjoy it.
 
Aiden had finally just given in and sat down waiting to be served. He did have to admit that all the food in front of him smelled totally delouses. He looked up as the hovered over him watching him eat. It was surprisingly hard to eat with so many people watching him, even though he should have been used to it. he slowly took a bite of the eggs and then the meat. He slowly sampled everything the with a grave look on his face he looked over at Crista. â??Crista, my love,â? he paused dramatically, â??You will have to bring these ladies with you when you move to the castle.â? Speaking of all the cooks that were there as they were all women.
 
Crista had to hold her laughter in as Aiden toyed with her cooks. She could already tell he liked the taste of the food, for she knew well that it was delicious from experience. But the way that he seemed to have at first a grave, thinking look upon his face... her poor cooks! They looked like they were ready to all faint! She watched as they held their breath at judgment time and she smiled, pleased that they were all so happy over his praise. They all bowed and blushed as they departed the room. Only then did Crista join him starting to eat her own food before her, "Thank you for that Aiden. I know it must mean so very much to them."
 
Aiden smiled and pulled her over closer to him. he kissed her neck and nipped at her ear. He was still feeling playful and whispered softly, â??Mmm only thing that would taste better for breakfast would be you my love.â? He smirked, knowing how much him teasing her like that made her blush and be ready to slap him. his hand added insult to injury as it slipped down her back to rub over her nice shapely ass as he growled into her ear softly.
 
Crista did indeed blush, and jump a little as his hands wandered. But she didn't slap him. In fact, she turned her face, smiling into his eyes, leaning in close... and jabbing him in the side with her fork, "Eat your breakfast." She pulled herself away from him and went about casually eating her own meal before her, smirk remaining upon her lips.
 
Aiden was leaning in also and was expecting to get a deep passionate kiss because that is how she was acting. The yowl he put out when she stabbed him was close to a cat being stepped on. â??What was that for?â? the look on his face was pure indignation mixed with playfulness. â??You stabbed me! How could you stab me?â? the look on his face was priceless as it was a mix of indignation, playfulness, and puzzlement.
 
Crista just casually went about cutting her food and eating it, smirk on her face as she acted like nothing had just happened out of the ordinary. In fact she shrugged her shoulders as she put some eggs upon the end of her fork, "I wouldn't be able to eat my breakfast with you hanging all over me like that. I saw no other way. And I did not stab you." She turned her face and smiled big and wide, "I poked you. Lovingly."
 
Breakfast continued playful until Christian and Rebecca came down and caught Aiden pinning Crista down on the table. Things calmed down then and though Christian and Rebecca offered to leave there was a ardent now from both of the engaged couple.

Finally Aiden was climbing on his horse waiting for Crista. Her horse was saddled for her, a fine white mare, and Rebecca and Christian would be joining them as far as the cross road where Christian would escort the duchess back to her estate.
 
Crista donned her travel cape, cheeks blushing again after being caught once again in a quite... compromising position. Especially by the same person both times. True, they were to be married, but they were not yet. She had to show everyone she could be a good queen. You know, even if she was unpolished and not graceful, and simple and..... oh dear.

Coming outside, this was going to be the first test of many. She had instructed the stable hands to saddle her mare with a side saddle. It was not proper for the queen to be to be seen riding astride like a man. Especially in a long dress. So, she looked to the foreign object to her. She never had ridden side saddle before and struggled to claw her way up onto it. She never needed anyone to help saddle in the past. It had to be humorous watching her find her way up onto the horse and then to watch her try and get comfortable, into a position where she didn't feel as if she was about to fall. Eventually, it was all as best as it would get as she signaled she was ready to depart.
 
Aiden looked on in worry as she tried to make it look like she was settling well. Aiden sighed as she signaled that she was ready and the group set off. Aiden held his horse back so that he was riding right beside Crista. He leaned over kissing her shoulder softly whispering where no one else could hear. â??If you need to you can lean back against me and no one will think anything of it.â? He rode beside her the entire time ready to catch her if need be.
 
She sighed slightly, "I have to learn sooner or later," she whispered back to him, refusing to let herself take the easy way out and lean on him for support. At least this time. "It would be best sooner, rather then later."

As they traveled along the road, heading back to the castle, they passed many of the workers out in the fields. They all showed great respect to their king and amazingly to Crista, to her as well. Apparently word of his choice of bride had already spread throughout the land. No looking back now, even if she wanted to.

Eventually, they parted ways with Christian and Rebeca. It was not long after that they reached castle, receiving just as nice a reception as they had along the path there. Crista knew better then to attempt to dismount this time for it would be truly unladylike. And so she waited for someone to come along and assist her. Whomever it may be.
 
Aiden was quick off his horse tossing the lead to one of the stable hands. Moving around the horses he came over to stand beside his love. He smiled up at her and reached up his hands resting on her waist. â??Let me help you down my love.â? He waited for her to shift in the saddle before he would lift her down allowing her body to slide along his a little as he had to stand close enough to the horse to help her down that there was just enough room for her to be pressed lightly against him.
 
Crista smiled down at him, happy indeed that he was the one to come to her aid. Then of course, who else would dare approach the kings bride to be to help her when the king himself was there? Being back in the palace, as strange as it was, felt more familiar to her then anything else as of late. She has spent a lot of time her recovering. Aiden had taken her for walks about the grounds and such. Many of them knew her face with her pleasant smile already as well as the affection the king had for her. It was no surprise to anyone that he picked her to be his queen.

Placing her hands upon Aiden's shoulders, Crista shifted herself so she would slide off the saddle. But what she expected to be a face ride to the ground was anything but. Aiden controlled her speed and held her against him as she slowly... SLOOOOOWLY slipped down his body until what seemed like forever later, Crista's feet touched the ground once again. The whole time, Crista's eyes remained fixed within Aiden's. It was something sensual and simple yet strangely... erotic to her. Arms wrapping around his neck, she didn't know why she did it, but she kissed his lips right there in front of everyone. Just a gentle, light kiss, but a kiss never the less.
 
Aiden smiled against the kiss and gently deepened it. it wasnâ??t very much deeper just enough to get a few exclemations from the servants. It was what Aiden did next that had them all cheering. He wrapped his arms tighter around her, he took a step back and then started to spin with her in his arms still kissing her. it wasnâ??t long just one or two full rotations before he set her on her feet again and smiled down at her whispering, â??I love you.â? Against her lips.
 
Crista ended up totally embarrassed and blushing once again. At this rate, her face was going to turn be tinted pink long term if she didn't stop blushing all the time. As those around them cheered, she couldn't help but hid her face against his shoulder. There it remained until the cheers died down. Only then did she lift her head once more and whispered back to him, "I love you too." The moment was so sweet, but it was not meant to last as she knew the task ahead of them was going to be hard for them both.
 
He smiled and slipping one arm around her waist he turned them both to walk into the castle. The guards were all smiling as they opened the doors for them. However Aiden lost his smile the instant the doors opened. Just inside the were many of the nobles that had stayed over the night after the coronation and had heard he was coming back. They had many things they all wanted to talk about, but it didnâ??t take a moment for Aiden to restore order. With a voice of command, that was similar to Heylelâ??s but it was much clean and pure, Aiden simply spoke one word. â??Move!â? and it was like Moses and the red sea they nobles parted. There was no question now, no doubt about a young boy being made king, Aiden was the king and had the authority and knew it.

He led her through the halls and started down some steps leading into the dungeons. Stopping about half way down he turned and looked at her. â??Are you sure about this my love?â?
 
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