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4/16/2017 7:18:07 PM
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Finally feeling as if she had been accepted by his father, she couldn't hold back the tears and one came out as she whispered.
"Thank you..."
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He kindly wiped the tear from her face. His touch was just like Tulleesh's. Smooth amd gentle. Truly, now she knew that, in his intimacy, he was quite like his father. "Come now, this isn't the time for tears. Now is the time to be strong." He smiled, putting his hands on her shoulders. "Now, go. Your bethroved awaits you." As she turned around, she saw Tulleesh kissing his mother, both of them smiling. His mother had tears, despite her best efforts to hide them. Then, he turned around, a symbol painted on his horns and his forehead. Their arms were still hooked together, and they walked to the centre of the aisle, where an Archbishop of Celestia stood before them, smiling. He held a golden book, adorned with a bright sun and two moons. "Are we ready, my dearly beloved?" The kind old man asks, to the both of them. He looked to be human, but his eyes were a bright orange, and a warmth emanated from him. "Yes, Minister. It is time." Tulleesh replied. The minister nodded, and took a loud voice. [b]"Today, we are gathered here to bear witness to the Union, the Assimilation of Monica Prefect, daughter of Samantha Evans and Kaebius Prefect, into the family of His Royal Highness, Lord Tulleesh The Second, of the Throne of Tibernes. These two are to be wed, under Consent of the King and Queen."[/b] His parents stood to the pedestal, looked at the two, looked between each other, and nodded. The King spoke, in a high voice. [i]"The Crown consents!"[/i] The minister nodded, then looked to Tulleesh. [b]"Sire, do you lawfully abide and agree that this woman, Monica Prefect, partake in the royal blood and be forever canonized within the royal bloodline?"[/b] Without a hint of hesitation, with pride in his voice, he spoke. In this time, he sounded not like a prince, but like a King. "I do. I declare this woman to be absorbed in the bloodline. That she may rule by my side, and be the mother of the next generation of monarchs. May she be the truest Queen of Dornia!" He then looks to her. The minister does as well. [b]"And you, Monica Prefect, do you consent to become part of the royal blood, to partake in the bloodline, forever true?"[/b]
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She collected her strength, and let out a strong cry. "I do!" There is happiness abound and a big smile on her face.
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[spoiler]I'll finish her lines for you, it's good.[/spoiler] "I wish to be absorbed into the bloodline, so that I may be the wife of this loving man. To rule the land by his side, to bring to this world the next generation of monarchs. May he be the Truest King yet!" Tulleesh smiled at her, beaming. He was proud... he was happy. [b]"Then by the powers handed to me by the Throne, I declare you Bethroved! Now, may the ceremony commence..."[/b] Black curtains surrounded them, obscuring them from the crowd. They were alone, now. She could see something in Tulleesh's eyes... something primal, something carnal. A red flare that devoured her from his look. He opened his mouth, and she could see the long fangs extended from his mouth. "You know what comes next..."
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Monica tilts her head back slightly, exposing her neck to Tulleesh, she had not forgotten. "I love you..." She says to him.
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He grips her with his strong arms, his body releasing decades, nay, centuries of primal needs being restrained. He extended his jaw, putting his entire mouth around her neck. He sank his teeth into her jugular, drinking her blood. His eyes glew a bright red as the blood entered his mouth. Yet... his own blood entered her body, by that same ceremony. Instantly, Monica felt a pain as his teeth sank into her. Yet, that pain quickly subsided into a numbing sensation. She felt a strange sensation traverse her entire body... she felt herself change. It was like the blissful feeling one feels when they stretch, except the sensation came slowly, creeping through her entire body, traversing her veins, slowly transforming her entire blood. She felt a heating sensation in her bosom, her heart pumping the new blood of her body. It was an erotic, private sensation that united both of their bodies in a way she could have never imagined feeling with anyone else, ever. She couldn't see, but her eyes had a red glow to them now, only momentarily, as she became assimilated into the bloodline. She didn't feel like a Prefect now. She didn't feel like a human anymore. She felt like she was part of something greater. She felt like a Tibernes. They stayed locked like this for what felt like an eternity of pleasure, sharing their blood. It was like he had drank all of the blood she once held in her body, and had left inside of her his own body. Fundamentally, she felt and knew she was different now. And somehow... she couldn't help but love it. After a long while, he removed his teeth from her neck, a small string of black blood hooked to his teeth and hanging from the holes in her neck. The red glow in his eyes slowly subsided, and as the curtains slowly raised, he whispered to her. "Welcome to the family..." The people in their seats clapped, for the new couple was finally official. They were now whole. Mr. And Mrs. Tibernes.
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She gasps as he transforms her, clenching to his arms. "Ahhh...." She whimpers. After he stops she stares into his eyes, changed forever.
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He had a smile on his lips. He looked to the crowd, holding up her hand. The people cheered harder, standing for them. He brought his arm back down, and looked into her eyes. "I love you." He says, before kissing her.
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"I love you to." There's love in her eyes as she kisses him back, now she was irreversibly a part of his life.
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[spoiler]should we end it here, or keep going for a bit? What else do you want to do?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I don't think there's much else to do, let's just stop here[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]alright, fair enough. One last part, though.[/spoiler] As they stood there, finally united, Kaebius approached Monica, and Tulleesh's mother approached him. Both of them were helding a small, simple-crafted pendant, made of wood. Tulleesh took it, and put it around her neck. He explains to her. "The simple craftsmanship symbolizes that love is always born of simple roots, and no matter how ludicrous the union becomes, the simplicity of our love will never change." The pendant was beautifully made, with obvious care and attention. They were old, too, she could tell, no doubt passed from generation to generation.
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She tenderly held it in her hands as it hung around her neck. "It's beautiful... thank you." She kindly thanks Tulleeshs mother.
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Kaebius holds a similar necklace for her to take, and put around Tulleesh's neck. She could figure out it was a symbol of avowal, of union.
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She looked at her father, glowing with happiness, and at her mother, who couldn't stop crying it seemed, her eyes puffy, but smiling all the while. She was married now.... married..."
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The night moved on, celebrations pursued. They had a big, mighty feast, full of good wine and delicious meals. Then, they had more traditional Dorn ceremonies, like the Battle for the Royal Guard match beginning. Then, near the end, the dance. Many people had already left, tired or sleepy. The dancing floor was nearly vacant. Except for Monica and Tulleesh, who slowly danced hand in hand, clutching each other as they moved to the slow rythm of the soft music. "So..." Tulleesh started, softly. "How do you feel now, your highness..?"
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"I feel... happy. Happy I'm here, with you, and that this is my future." Laying her head on his chest, she continues to dance, just closing her eyes.
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He has a chuckle, she can feel it inside his chest. "Well... now we can have kids, like you always want. Though first, we'll need to plan out honeymoon... I wonder where we will go..."
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"Oh there's so many beautiful places... too many choices..." Monica says wistfully.
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"We could visit the rest of the castles... even the ones on the other worlds... Monica, I have so many things to show you... I'm so happy you chose to do this with me. And now that you have accepted my blood... well, we're complete. There's no other way to say it."
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"I could never dream of doing this with anyone else... I'll go wherever you go." There's a twinkle in her eyes as she looks at him.
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"Maybe you can show me around places you lived, that influenced your life. I would love to know more about your past..."
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"Oh I'd love to show you... that's a great idea!" She say with excitement growing in her voice. "My uncle Ryker's house, other stuff like that... oh it'd be so fun.."
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"I can't wait to see it, my love. We'll have to visit your cousin, too. Weren't you glad to see her come to your wedding? Coming out of hiding for her family... very nice of her. And she brought her girlfriend... didn't think she would be swinging that way." He says, chuckling. "But, I won't blame her. If it makes her happy, I'm glad for her."
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"Oh well.... Alexia has always been interesting. I was worried when she exiled herself away..." Monica notes, glancing over at her cousin, happy she had come out to see Monica.
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She was sitting at a table with Yusa, holding her hand softly. They were laughing heartily. She saw Monica's glance, and waves at her, a bright smile on her lips. "She got herself a nice woman... and I got you. The nicest woman of them all... I'm blessed, you know. Thank you for putting up with all my crazy stuff..."
