The next day he returned to the city with his men, but he never forgot Eve. What he did not know was that she wanted someone to be with her. She wanted at least two children: a boy and girl - she got them from him. She had always felt that she would never get them, as she knew she could not conceive children; however imagine her surprise less than a month later, when she got sick for the first time in her life, and found she was with child (three and a half weeks along).
Less than nine months later Lukas became the new King, on the same day that his and Eve's children were born. She called her son, Adam and her daughter, Rose.
Unfortunately after three years as a monarch, the new young King was being influenced by the wrong people (the nobles and High Priest). Lukas had feared becoming like his uncle, so he had asked Lilith to suggest a spy-master; someone who could help keep him from becoming too powerful (also to keep an eye on the nobles and anyone else) - instead Lilith accepted the position. Some of the noblemen and the High Priest were corrupt - according to her accurate and unique spies, these same men were also controlling Lukas. These corrupt men hated and feared Lilith so much, as well as her influence on the King, that they conspired to eliminate her - they decided that the best way to do so would be to use poison. Unfortunately for them Lilith knew what they were up to, and set up her spies to report to her young mage friend; who trained the animals (and Lilith's own unique spies), as well as healed them.
As the High Priestess, sometimes the gods and goddesses would speak (i.e. make prophecies) through her - this power that would take hold of her body was frightening to witness. Just before she died, the Great Mother Goddess of the Moon and the Sun Gold Father spoke through her, giving a prophecy to the King, all of the court and the High Priest:
There is a child born of hate & love,
a daughter of Kings, a young rose yet to bloom,
she will be a beacon of light for this kingdom.
To those who would threaten the light,
this beauty may help or hinder their future,
depending upon the colour of her own.
After she spoke the last, the glow of power that always accompanied these prophecies faded away as the light of her life did. The High Priest and the noblemen were furious; the noble-ladies were afraid and the King was concerned, he got off of his throne and went to her - there was no beat in her heart (her life was over). So he stood and spoke, "She will be remembered for her service to our crown, kingdom and people. We will miss her calmness and strength. Priest, how is the High Priestess chosen?"
The High Priest named Lord Kenneth, spoke, "Sire, we do not know. I will look it up in the archives, but it may take some time. She has been Priestess since before I became the Priest, and I believe that she was Priestess before your esteemed uncle became King."
"We were not aware that our Priestess was that old. See to the information, Priest." and with that the King left the room. After he did so, some footmen came in to take away Lilith's body, and the noblewomen left as well. Leaving the noblemen and the High Priest - who were happy, yet afraid: on one hand they were pleased that she was dead; they were also afraid of the god's prophecy (for they felt, and rightly so, that it referred to them).
Five years later, there was still no High Priestess, the Priest had found that the Gods chose the High Priestess from the kingdom's priestesses (clearly the gods had not found a worthy one). Lukas had become more like his uncle (without the philandering part - although he flirted with several noblewomen), he had become a harder ruler with the negative influence of the corrupt noblemen and Kenneth. The general populace was getting unhappier and poorer; while the nobility was getting richer (there were fewer merchants in the kingdom - they had left because of fewer opportunities).
Consequently, the kingdom began to fallow, people began to get sick - and rumours abounded about the reason. Most of these rumours had a similar grain of idea.
Suddenly, Lukas began hearing about a "conspiracy" behind his throne, the main rumour that reached his ears (over and over): was that some of his noblemen and Kenneth had murdered Lady Lilith, and since they were not punished - the kingdom would continue to suffer.
Now as we all know, the wind that rumours travel on in a palace keeps the walls up. But for this country and their system of belief - there might have been some truth to these rumours.
Now Lukas began to feel uncomfortable around his noblemen and Kenneth; consequently he spent a lot of time on his own - with the exception of the usual duties of a monarch.
According to the 'conspiracy rumour': the same men involved with Lilith's murder were pulling the King's strings - he was little more than a puppet. Of course, he needed to verify this information, he was angry (at himself partly) but he did not know who to talk to - if Lilith had been alive he could have talked with her. While brooding in his room, one of his good noble couples knocked - they had some good news to give their King: they were going to have a child, after years of childlessness.
"Enter." was the response their knock received.
"Thank you, your Majesty." the couple spoke together, "Forgive our interruption of your solitary reverie, but we have some good news we wish to give you. Would you be the god-father to our child?" the question was asked by the young noble lady Gwen; her husband Gregory had his arm around her.
Lukas' face lit up, Greg and Gwen were a good couple, "I would be honoured to be the god-father to your child, my friends."
"What were you thinking about, your Majesty? You looked worried and pensive." inquired Greg.
"Have you heard any rumours concerning Lilith's death?"
"We have not, but then we haven't spent much time at your court in the last few years - we do not get along with some of our fellow noble families. We have been trying to help fix things on our neighbours estates, ours is alright, but most of the surrounding estates have gone fallow. If something is not done about this situation soon - the kingdom will starve come winter." Gwen spoke calmly and firmly. "If I may hazard a guess - there are some suspicions that she was murdered? We have heard nothing from any of the other nobles…" Gwen trailed off and looked inquiringly at her husband.
The King nodded and said sadly, "If Lilith were still alive, she could find out the truth of these rumours; she was my spy-master. Truth be told, I do not trust anyone here to do that job. I have been pressured into a lot of things that I am not proud of. I am at my wits end - I don't know what to do."
Greg looked at Gwen, nodded and decided to tell the King how they were with child, "Everyone knows that we have been trying to have a child for years - we have seen all the supposed "specialists", taken all the medicines - and not one piece of it worked. Then we heard of a healer-mage who lives in the Great Forest, in the centre stands a little cottage - surrounded by the most beautiful fields of wheat, produce, herbs, flowers and trees.
This mage looked at the pair of us and told us: the problem of our bareness was not with my wife, but myself (which shocked me). By this point we were desperate, if I die with no issue - the earldom reverts to an evil man; we don't want that. The mage healed my little problem, invited us to stay, and told us that the next few days would be a little rough (she was right, because I got sick after she healed me). We stayed, and were happy - a week later, she told my wife that she was with child. Apparently some other noble families have had similar trouble regarding the loss of children and childlessness in the last few years; most of the couples afflicted were great supporters of your uncle's way of doing things.
It appears to us, we conferred with the Priestesses on this (and they agree), that there has to be some wrong in this country's recent past that has gone untreated - as a consequence the gods are punishing us. This mage may be able to shed some light on things, having quite a way with animals; and spoke about Lilith fondly, but sadly."
"Would you give me directions? I will leave tomorrow." Lukas asked of them.
Greg nodded and did so; as Gwen warned him, "Do not go in dressed like a noble, let alone a King: I don't think the mage is disposed to most nobles. We heard from the farmers surrounding the forest that a lot of your nobles (and even the High Priest) have attempted to visit. Apparently their visits did not go over well, they were said to leave being pestered by flocks of animals (even skunks, as was the case of Lord Kenneth).
One more word of warning, Your Majesty, the mage does not live alone. She has two children: one boy and one girl, about 8 years old."
"Eight year old twins, huh." he spoke softly, mainly to himself. Bidding the happy couple goodbye, he went to his wardrobe and a Navy Blue Cotton Twill Long Tunic, Black Cotton Twill Overcoat, a simple White Cotton Shirt, Black Cotton Twill Breeches (Medieval Set) and a simple pair of Black Suede Boots.
That night Lukas had an erotic dream:
[Lemon Begins]
Her skin glowed like pale white pearls with hints of pale pink.
…
His right hand touched her at the crux between her thighs and she moaned; he brought his mouth to her right breast…He ran his fingers up and down her private place, then prodded her moist core, and when one gently went in she arched off the bed in pleasure…the index finger of his right hand continued to move in and out of her…He began to move his finger faster as his mouth moved down to join it.
Finding her nub with his thumb, he rubbed circles on it then replaced his thumb with his mouth. Sucking on her, he added another finger, and both moved quicker, she moaned as she arched off the bed again, pressing herself against his mouth and fingers...
He positioned himself - his manhood at the entrance to her core. He entered slowly, she was slick and ready for him…He withdrew slowly, almost completely and entered again slowly…withdrawing again and entering again a little faster he was sheathed completely…
…he began to withdraw and enter again, more quickly and she rose to meet him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, as he withdrew and entered she would fall back and rise to meet him, in perfect time…
He began to push into her faster and harder…They climaxed together…
…When a mere light touch revealed his state of readiness, she moved to straddle him.
…he grasped her hip with one hand and himself with the other; guiding the way into her moist core…The hand at her hip was continuing to urge her down on him, and when he was fully sheathed in her; she placed both hands on his chest, pressed down, lifted herself and began to move up and down…
When she moaned, he grasped her hips to hold her as he drove up into her…He was driving up into her like there was no tomorrow. The only sounds in the room were their moans…he flipped them over, and tasting her lips, drove into her with even more powerful thrusts. Pushing them both higher with each thrust, mimicking his member's movements with his tongue. As she climaxed, her muscles tightened around him, her legs around his hips pulled him even deeper, and he came inside of her.
…he knelt between her legs, pushed her hand away and it with the fingers of his left hand began to rub circles on her nub, while he continued to masturbate. Pressing his fingers against her nub, he rubbed circles on it.
…He slipped a finger into her…removed his finger, then moved it back into her body, as she cried out for more, he added another finger. Rapidly pumping two fingers in and out of her at an alarming rate, she cried out in pure pleasure. He stopped masturbating, to concentrate on her.
…He was now pumping three fingers into her with a force that made her rock back and forth on the bed…
Pulling his fingers from her body…he brought his head down to lick up her orgasm…
…he plunged into her with force, her muscles tightened around him so much that he could barely pull out. He did only to plunge back in, setting a fast pace he thrust in and out of her, as she met his hips with every stroke.
…He rammed into her so hard that she had to put her hands on the bed beside her to keep from moving forward more. Placing both hands on her hips he pounded into her even more.
As he pounded into her she thrust her lower body up against him with all her strength…using his hand to tilt her lower body against him, he secured her left leg around his waist, threw her right leg over his shoulder and ground against her.
…As her muscles clamped down on his shaft like a vice, they both cried out and came together; as she continued to spasm around him, he did not stop coming. Their fluids ran down his legs where he knelt - and the more he came, the higher she went.
… [Lemon Ends]
He had several orgasms while having this dream. After it was over, he woke panting and feeling exhausted, he realized it was a memory. He knew that he needed to see her again, and to meet the children, for they should be his.