The Princess and The Sol

[KhalZhavvorsa]

Luna closed her eyes and took a breath before turning on her heel and opening the door. Inside there was a large rectangular table made out of a very fine wood. Chairs were on each side of the table but none at the head and butt of the table. Seated at the table was a man who looked to be twenty four or so. He was tall and slender, but still looked fairly built. His eyes were a slate gray and his hair silver. At his side were two very bulky men with brown hair and dark eyes. They had swords on their sides, hands idling resting on them, their other at their side.


The moment the door was opened, the man at the table stood and gave Luna a friendly smile. "Princess Luna. A pleasure to meet you after many years." He said, his voice deep-ish but not as deep or grizzly as Leonidas's was. Luna returned a smile then walked forward and pulled out her chair then sat, the man following behind her. "Prince Victor, or rather King now, it is good to see you as well. You wished to discuss the treaty?" She asked, getting down to business.


One of the guards behind him stirred at the sight of Sol. He had scar down his right cheek and seemed to keep his eyes glued on Sol, a tension already seeming to form.

 

[RavenWing13]

Sol's eyes locked on the man, he wanted to smirk, but held it back. Sol stood directly behind the princess, his muscles coiled tight, ready for anything to happen. He had placed a dagger in his boot, and a throwing knife in his sleeve. No chances.

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

As Luna and Victor began their long chat about the treaty, the man behind Victor never seemed to take his eyes off Sol. He seemed uneasy but it was for sure if he was as he was masking it the best he could. After a bit longer Victor and Luna seemed to have gotten louder in volume and seemed to get angry at one another over war reparations. The man's uneasiness becoming more visible as fangs were flashed, growls coming for Victor. The two seemed like they were going to go to war between the two of them, this causing the man to finally break eye contact with Sol and look down at the two.


Luna's fangs were very clearly out as she looked intensely angry. Victor on the other hand looked pissed. Each glaring daggers into the other, auguring about how Luna needed to lower the reparations; that the lycans had been paying enough and supplying enough, but that was not the case at all, as they had been easing off on their side of the deal. Both guards behind Victor were at the ready for the two to go at it.

 

[RavenWing13]

A younger guard enters the room and whispers into Sol's ear, to which he nodded and stepped beside the princess.


Sol slammed his hand on the table, getting everyone attention. His eyes piercing daggers into Luna's eyes. "Luna, enough." Sol looked at Victor and nodded to him. "This man is a guest. You both have made decent points, and should be discussed with your father princess. Victor, princess Luna is not ignorant to your business, I made well of that," Sol shot a glance to the scarred guard. "try not to feed her falsities, and princess you need to end this meeting and report the treaty negotiations to a higher source." Sol backed up and bowed his head. "I apologize, but I will not have my royalties kingdom to start the war. If you gentlemen would make your way to the kings personal conference room, I will be sure to have a guard escort you.

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

The room went quiet for a bit before Victor stood and adjusted himself. "Fair enough. Princess. I bid you a farewell." He said, his tone formal, though he was still very unhappy as he and his two guards walked out, the one with the scar taking a last look at Sol before disappearing through the door; it closing behind them.


Once the door was closed Luna looked up to Sol, her eyes no longer a deep sapphire blue but the color of freshly spilled blood. "Sol." She said, her fangs still very evident as she stared him in the eyes. Her red eyes were not something most people had seen, Sol being one of the few. Most of the time it was when she needed blood, was using her powers, or had started to go feral. She knew Sol had seen them long ago when she'd first started to learn to feed from actual humans, but that was all; he'd never seen them any other time to her knowledge.

 

[RavenWing13]

Sol pulled her chair out. He shifted his jacket off and pulled his shirt down with one hand, then grabbed the princess's chin and pulled her to his throat. "Now, Luna. You almost got me killed" He snarled at her. "Drink before I force you to." He was fuming, his eyes almost black from anger. "I cannot believe you and your damn pride. He wasn't asking much, and now your father is furious with you!" He ground out through clenched teeth. He hasn't been this rough with her before, but he didn't care. The blood she drank is long gone.

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

Luna audibly growled at him before purposely making the puncture into his neck with her fangs painful. Once his blood hit her mouth she began to drink, not caring how rough he was with her or if it hurt. Her arms immediately went around him and into his hair, as force of habit. As the blood started to fill her, her rage began to die down until it was nothing but a small flame, and before she could take the actual amount she needed, she pulled away, licking his neck of any spare blood before pulling away, her eyes returning to the color were originally. "Forgive me for that. I didn't think it would go that far, but before I had any mind to stop myself the arguing ensued. I shall account for my actions later." She said before turning away from him and beginning to rub her temples.


Luna looked tired, extremely tired as she closed her eyes, allowing the feeling of her rubbing her temples to sink in. It felt good, but not as good as earlier when she felt free.

 

[RavenWing13]

Sol grunted and held her tighter, his arms coiling around her body, his eyes wide open and shining a blood red, while she fed from him. Whenever she fed, she always clung to the one she fed off of. As a young man, he always made sure he was the one she fed from. Once she pulled away, his arms dropped to his side and the wounds closed on their own accord. He shook his head to get rid of the small high he had and looked at her. "As you wish." His voice was hoarse and slightly out of breath. Being fed on always left him that way. His blood always ran hot and had energy sewn into it. It was pure blood, but dirty blood.

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

Luna nods and pats a chair next to her. "Sit. You always seem to get funny after I feed on you." She demanded, taking note of this every time. "By the way, I still don't want you invading my thoughts, if you can help it." She said, her voice less demanding and more dull. She didn't like telling Sol what to do, but he sounded bad and he did always seem to get 'funny' like he was high, though since she took less than normal, he'd probably be fine. Today has been..well a disaster, but who can help it? No one.

 

[RavenWing13]

Sol sat in the chair and laid his head on the table. His head was swimming. "It only works when I am not feed off of. You know that." His voice was slurred slightly. He loved being fed off of, it took his pain away. Slowly, Sol returned to normal and stood. "Come Luna. Its time." He murmured and walked to the doors. "Your father is waiting."

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

Luna gave him a hard look. "Stop bossing me around please." She said, forcefully adding the please as she stood up and inwardly sighed. Her father was not going to be happy with her. Not at all. She'll be lucky if he doesn't force more on her. Ever since her mother had died, her father had been much harder on Luna, since she was the only heir to the throne. She hated having all the stress compiled on her, and the more times she'd mess up..the most she'd get. It'd gotten so bad that Luna only got an hour to two night of sleep, though she'd take more responsibilities any day over a lashing. Yes she'd been lashed, but the scars were either faint or gone due to the material used. It was meant to not leave a scar, just be painful.

 

[RavenWing13]

Sol left her behind. "Fine. Escort yourself Luna. I am going to the training grounds. When you stop being a damn royal brat, you know where to find me." He had enough. He didn't understand what her problem was. He stalked off. On his way by, he grabbed Avery by the collar and drug him behind, ignoring and the questions.


Once they reached the training grounds, he dropped Avery and all the other soldiers stopped and backed up. Sol's eyes were black now. "Who wants to play boys?" A sick smirk graced his lips as he removed his jacket, and shirt, his necklace placing itself back against his flesh. He draw his sword.


It was a magnificent piece of metal. The blade long, and straight. Sol swung it and is nice swoosh sound came from it. Some of the guys pushed newbies in and Sol began to train them and teach them their faults. He was drenched in sweat just an hour later, but kept going.

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

The minute the two of them separated, Luna had headed for her father's office, dread consuming her. The moment she arrived her father gave her a very hard look; one she knew well. Great.. She thought as she sat down in a chair and listened to her father reprimand her until his eyes went black, something they only did when a lashing was coming.


Within the first thirty minutes of his lecture he'd said the same things he always did, adding in only a few other things from today. At the end of the first thirty minutes, her father had grabbed the one item she'd hoped not to have, but knew was inevitable. A silver tipped whip. This one was the worse of the three her father owned, this one burned and left the faint scars. It cut deep and always left her bloody until she showered.


The next thirty minutes of Luna's life were hell. Actually hell was an understatement. It was worse. Each lash was worse than the last, and this had been the longest session they'd together in a very long time. After he was done, dusk had fallen; it had been very close to it when the meeting with Victor ended, but now it was defiantly dusk. Luna had been instructed to find Sol, then bring him to dinner along with Victor and his men.


Luna left her father's office, her back on fire as she made her way to the training grounds to find Sol training rookies. It was intriguing to watch, and as one by one was conquered, she was curious to see how well she'd trained herself; so without a care in the world she walked up to him, a rapier in hand, a smirk on her face. "Mind if I join?" She asked, a cocky smile on her face, much like the one she wore when she was little and sure of victory in whatever game they'd played back then.

 

[RavenWing13]

Sol was panting, his body drenched and covered in dirt. Every soldier but Sol stood at attention and saluted her, Sol just placed his hand on his hip and put his sword on his shoulder, the blade biting in. "Well, well. Looks like the princess needs a lesson too." Sol smirked, his eyes still black. Sol was never cocky, unless his sword was drawn. He eyed the princess, but smelled the blood first. He let out a snarl and swung his sword down. The soldiers looked at Sol in horror. "Lets go princess. Lets see what you have learned."


Sol stepped up to the circle drawn in the dirt, a commander came up and looked at the two of them. He nodded and stepped away, the fight commencing the second the commanded whistled. Sol lunged, his feet moving quick to dodge on coming attacks, but swift to step in and take a swing. While they battled, it looked like a dance. A dance between a dragon, and a warrior princess.

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

Luna danced gracefully around with him, keeping on pace with him but just barely. She panted here and there, but the pain in her back seemed to disappear with the distraction on sword fighting, thought that didn't stop the wounds from opening and bleeding. They were heeling slowly due to the fact that silver was used and that she hadn't drank afterword, but it didn't seem to bother her nor show as her dress was far to dark for blood to be seen through it.


Minutes seemed to fly by as sweat and blood drenched her but she enjoyed the struggle of being toe to toe with her guardian. "My my Sol. Can't you beat a silly little princess?" She taunted, the smirk still on her face as her eyes seemed to turn a slight red. Luna was having fun and the soldiers around them seemed to cheer and watch, entranced by them.

 

[RavenWing13]

Sol smirked, he took a charging step forward, taking a cut to his side as he grabbed the princess and spun her around, her back pressed against his bare chest, his sword up against her neck, as his other hand holds her sword hand. He lowered his mouth to her ear and whispers, "Good job my dear. Maybe we will continue this when you do not have a wound." He kissed the side of her neck and jumped away from her, earning a few shocked gasps from the men around him. "What? That's the tole between us. Right princess?" Sol smirked, his eyes were now bright, red and alight with amusement.

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

Luna chuckles and nods. "Why of course!" She exclaimed happily as she handed her sword off to someone and bowed formally to him, the pain in her back rushing back as she bowed. "But Sol. We must go. Father has requested you at dinner so come with me." She said, a bright smile on her face as her red eyes reflected back the look he had in his.


Luna offered her arm to, as if to lead him from here and to a more appropriate place for the two of them. They had a few hours before dinner was ready, enough time for both of them to bathe and talk for a bit. Both of which Luna would enjoy. She needed to apologize for her earlier behavior.

 

[RavenWing13]

Sol nodded and offered his arm instead, sheathing his sword. He led her out of the training area and towards the baths. "He was that angry with you, huh?" He mumbled softly so only she could hear. Most of the castle didn't know how the king ran his daughter.


Sol smiled at her. "Need some blood again? I should shower first though." He winked at her. "Dirt makes blood disgusting."

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

Luna nods and whispers back. "So angry that there's more than normal." She sigh before shaking her hand and leading him back toward the castle. "Come on. You can use my bath. It's better and I need help.." She whispered, a light blush gracing her cheeks. "Oh and that was lot of fun by the way. If you can't tell I've improved a lot." She winked at him.

 

[RavenWing13]

He smiled at her, even thought his heart beat a little quicker, or it would have. "Thank you for your kindness princess" he smiled and followed her.

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

Luna shook her head. "No need to thank me." She said, a small smile on her face as she lead him through the castle. "But..uh..Sol I'm really sorry for my earlier actions and words.." She said softly, giving him an apologetic look.

 

[RavenWing13]

Sol just shrugged and smiled at her, a real smile. "Don't worry about it. You were just being bratty. You know I only tell you what to do so you don't get hurt.." he went to place his hand in her back but stopped and looked back up at the hall. "Be careful Luna. Those creatures are still in the castle and they reek of illintent." He warned

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

Luna nods. "I'm well aware. They are staying until business is sorted out." She said, dread in her voice as she continued to walk. "Thankfully my room is far away from their's." She said as she turned down a hallway, one that didn't wreak like wet dog. I'll be glad when that smell is gone. She thought to herself with a small laugh.

 

[RavenWing13]

Sol smiled and absently rubbed at his chest. "I reek. I need a shower or I might start smelling like a dog." He laughed softly

 

[KhalZhavvorsa]

Luna giggles. "Same here." She said as she walked into her room, glad to be away from the smell of wet dog. "You know. I don't mind them,, but that smell is awful." She said with a shake of her head. "Anyways, who's bathing first you or me?" She asked, tilting her head the right a bit as she sat down on her four poster bed, it sinking in under her.