Sindri walked the halls of the light court in a mood completely opposite of his surroundings. Finding his Aunt in the dining room he sat down at the table and greeted her succinctly. Her surprised expression clued him in on exactly how unlike himself he was behaving.
“I would ask what is troubling you, or have you not acclimated to Raerdel’s days at the dark court yet?” The Queen was polite but concerned.
“She woke last night and was not herself. Not in a metaphoric sense but literally was not herself. The voice coming from her mouth was not hers and her actions were not her own.” Sin’s fist balled at the remembering of the incident. This morning it had been all he could do to allow her to travel back to the dark court without knowing whom or what was at the bottom of her possession the night before.
“That is very concerning indeed. Did she change at all physically or was it just in her actions and her voice?” The Queen’s voice interrupted his dark thoughts.
“Her eyes went completely black, there were no whites to her eyes. Have you heard of such a thing? Is it possible she was possessed in her sleep? What benefit or boon would Maeve have in manipulating her in such a manner?” Sindri still hadn’t come up with any plausible hypothesis as to why this could be happening let alone how.
The Queen shook her head and stood from the table. “I do not know, but I will meet with the elders and if there is an answer we will know it hence she returns in the morning. You cannot act rashly Sindri, I know how strongly you feel for her darling but your breaking of the treaty or attack on the dark court may be the motive in and of itself.”
Sin looked up at the Queen’s hand where it lay on his shoulder. “I know you are right, but this is about as helpless as I’ve ever felt aunt. If they harm her I will turn that court to ash. I do not mean this as a threat, without her there is no point.”
The Queen squeezed his shoulder before leaving the room. He knew that she worried for him and for Raerdel now that she had gotten to know her. He stood from the table and walked down the stairs to the grounds. Looking up at the sky he tried to reach out with his energy toward his wife. He couldn’t resist the smile when he felt the connection much like a puzzle piece falling into place.
Talking out loud and knowing she could hear him he leaned against the tree they had once argued at. “Are you well my heart?”
A soft laugh sounded in the air around him. “I just finished a rousing rendition of “blow things up in the basement”. I’m getting quite good at that. I may have accidentally blown up a few vases that weren’t really targets and supposedly have the remains of some really powerful; yet dead, people in them. I fear I displeased Grandmother.” The giggle in her voice let Sin know exactly how upset by that fact she was.
“Darling, we talked about that. No intentionally provoking her. We don’t know what she’s planning yet and the last thing I want is for you to tip the scales without realizing it. I need you to stay safe.” Sin kept his voice calm and soft to avoid betraying how truly worried he was and how little he knew about what was happening there.
“I know, and I didn’t intentionally. I really lost control of my aim after doing it for so long. I’m fine until I get tired then I have a harder time. Enough talk about the lameness that is the dark court. How are you doing?” He could hear the concern in her voice as well. His wife was always quick to put his wellbeing ahead of her own, which was not necessarily a trait he enjoyed.
“I am well, my aunt and I have been talking about what happened last night and are trying to come up with possible answers. Have you felt anything like that since going there?” Sin tried to gather as much information as he could to present the elders.
“No, but I’ve not gone to sleep yet. I’m just tired after the lesson but I’m always tired after that because she makes me do it till I am. I hope your aunt can get us some answers. I don’t like the idea that something can make me do things and not just in my dreams.” The underlying fear Raerdel felt was in those words.
“I know Raer, and I’m going to do anything I can to make sure that doesn’t happen again and that you are safe. Just keep linking with me and I can monitor your dreams and step in if needed.” Sin felt more than heard her yawn.
“Okay. I’m going to lay down now; I can’t keep my eyes open. I love you Sin.”
Smiling, Sin tilted his head back and looked at the stars now twinkling in the sky. “Not half as much as I love you Raer.” He teased with his familiar argument. She would often attack him with kisses until he relented on them loving each other equally. He was rewarded with her sleepy laugh and then she was asleep. Going back to his tower he prepared for bed and then lay to share his wife’s dreams. This time was not by choice, but out of necessity for her safety. Closing his eyes, he found her spirit immediately and joined her in slumber.
Stepping into the room, she found herself immediately plucked up into Sin’s arms and pressed against the stone tower walls.
“What if I hadn’t been here and someone had meant to hurt you?” Sindri’s growl had Raerdel arching into him.
“Well, I certainly wouldn’t be pressing myself against that fucker that’s for sure…” Leaning forward she kissed him deeply.
Growling into her mouth, Sin twined their tongues before breaking away and nibbling on her lip. “Don’t think you’ll distract me so easily. You have to start being more cautious.”
Leaning back away from him, she lifted her hand and traced a stray strand of hair out of his eyes. He looked beautifully dangerous right now, but she knew it was driven by fear for her. “Darling, on our lands I’ll come and go as I choose. I’m willing to work on my magic but let’s not become paranoid. I love you. I have faith that I’ll be safe coming up your tower.”
Sin leaned forward and pressed his forehead against hers, closing his eyes. “I did not handle the discussion well about your going to the dark court. I’m not handling you walking here alone well, at the moment. I apologize. I find myself imaging any number of terrible things that could happen to you, with me nowhere near to help.”
Smiling, she cupped his cheek. He leaned into the caress and seemed to shake. Tilting her head up, she kissed him gently.
“You can’t control some things. What I know you can do is find a way to stay in contact with me when I’m there. You’re not wrong to be worried or cautious, we just can’t let it blind us to what precautions we can and should be taking. In the meantime, I intend to spend every minute of every day loving you no matter where I am.”
Sin opened his eyes and looked at her. His eyes were the darker color they get when his emotions turned somewhat unstable. She had learned not to fear that, as he always had the ability to control himself even in the last minutes.
Sliding his hands down her arms to her wrists, he lifted them and pinned them over her head with one hand. With the other, he traced his way back down to her bodice and cupped her breast before melding their mouths in a brutal exchange of tongues and lips.
She arched into the kiss and he brought his free hand down to lift her dress up and off, freeing her hands only to take the dress off completely before holding them once again. He then placed his free hand under her ass and pulled her legs up around his waist. She knew he was about to break loose of his tether and she encouraged it. Pressing her panty clad pussy against his erection, she moaned long and low.
Letting go of her wrists, Sin balled his hand into a fist next to her on the wall and ground himself against her in response. “I want so badly to be gentle, to be who you deserve, but I can’t. I want to mark you and wrap myself around you at the same time. I can’t stand this.”
Running her loose hands down his chest, she made quick work of his shirt and his pants before grasping his hard cock in her hand. “You don’t have to be gentle, I don’t need it right now. When I do need it, you are. You are more than I deserve Sin, and you’ll be with me every way possible.”
Sin’s head kicked back when she grabbed him and he pulled her up tighter against him. His hand left the wall and began to teasingly trace the lips of her pussy before inserting two fingers into her without warning.
She had no time to prepare herself for the immediate lick of pleasure that shot up her spine from her core. She slowly worked her hand up and down his erection while he pumped his fingers into her. After a short time she began begging and throwing her head side to side along the wall.
“Hold tight sweet, I can’t wait any longer either.” With that, he lined her up over his cock and seated her to the hilt in one thrust. She screamed out in pleasure at the same time that he yelled her name and words she didn’t understand.