“The Queen’s Hand” story

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Cold and drenched like a new born kittens first bath, the queen lay in the moonlight. Her robes cling to every curve, hill, and valley of her body. A beautiful landscape of white satin like a field where cherubs play. Even though she had just been rescued from the icy lake a few feet away her body shined like a patch of heaven. Her very own royal champion kneeled next to her, exhaling heavy breathes while his armor shined from stars hitting the droplets of water on him. He was so close to her that even his breathing warmed her slightly. With a panicked voice he pleaded, “My queen! Are you alright?! I’m sorry I couldn’t get here in time to~”. His queen had cut him off with a kiss. At first icy, then warm as their combined heat gathered in each bite of the lip and flick of the tongue. The knight wanting to pull her close held his nerve and refused to in worry that his armor would only make her freeze more. “My love, my knight, my sweet boy. You’ve watched over and protected me with your life at every turn. Your undying adoration has not gone unnoticed. You have pleased and serviced me many a time. Tonight I would like to return the favor for saving my life yet again”. the Queen says while grabbing hold of the knights armor with a trembling hand. “Majesty….my love. You’re shaking like a new born kitten. I won’t take advantage here, especially when your life could still be in danger. I don’t need favors returned for my service. I might have saved you tonight but you saved me ages ago. My loyalty, my courage, my honor, and my heart belongs to you and you alone…. Now, let’s get you washed and warmed up inside your chambers”. The young man takes his lady by the hand and kisses it before lifting her off her feet, carrying her through the castle gardens, then entering her keep…..

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