Part 3

The next few days went by in a blur. He had meals delivered to his room, he didn't talk to anybody, and when he knew that most of the males were fighting, patrolling or with their shellans, he would go down to the gym. He figured some rigorous exercising for hours at a time might just make him… stronger? Work off energy? He didn't know what he was doing, but pumping iron, running at crazy fast speeds, and listening to loud music at least prevented him from thinking… and when you looked at his track record with thinking… not great.

He noticed Fritz walk in with a bottle of water and a towel, for him. That was unusual, not Fritz doing things for anyone, but specifically for him, and crazy good timing, too. Fritz usually had the most bizarre timing that always seemed to work really well. Fritz bowed a little, definitely weird, he wasn't used to being bowed to. He stopped lifting, turned off the music, pulled out his ear buds and looked at Fritz.

"I apologize for interrupting, but his majesty requests your presence, sire."

Again, weird… really formal. Then again… he was, like part of the royal family… weird. Then he thought about why he would want to see him… shit! This was it.

"Were at?"

"The throne room, sire."

He should have figured that. "Now?"

"Yes sire, he has a message for you and wanted to deliver it in person."

Of course he did, can't exactly text 'go 2 prple rm and get bzy wth chosen.'

"Thanks Fritz, I'm on my way. I'll take a shower and…"

"I apologize again, sire, but the King doesn't want to be kept waiting, and if I may say so sire, the King is no stranger to sweat and exercise, he would not be offended at all."

Qhuinn sighed in resignation, but accepted. He knew from previous experiences you didn't keep the King waiting, it never worked.

He knocked on the big door and heard Wrath's powerfully deep "come in" and did.

"This isn't a formal meeting, so make yourself comfortable wherever. Just thought I'd say this in person. Layla will be coming tomorrow night, not sure when the whole thing will start, but we'll be all set up. Anything you need son?"

"I suppose asking for a couple more years is out of the question."

"Ha! Fraid not Qhuinn."

"How about, and I don't want this to sound mean, but I don't want Layla coming to my room. I mean, I like my room being mine, and I'm not sure about all this yet, so I'd like my room staying mine."

"I understand Qhuinn… did you have a room in mind?"

"How about the lavender room? I don't know if it has a name, but it's all purples and lavenders and it seems to be popular with the Chosen that have been here… I think Layla would like it."

"Very well, it will be taken care of, and ready for you guys. Anything else?"

"Ummm… it's supposed to, umm, drain the male, right? So could you… have someone standing by, for when it's over, so…"

"That can absolutely be arranged. Other females aren't affected by the needing, so we can have one or two Chosen come here the following morning. And I'll arrange for Fritz to be standing by with a whole bunch of food, trust me, you'll need it."

"Thank you, sir."

Qhuinn can't think of much of anything else to say.

"You're free to go now Qhuinn."

He nods, still in a daze.

"Qhuinn?"

"Huh?"

"You'll be fine son, it may seem weird, or new, or like there's no way you're ready, but your body will know what to do. No matter what you feel or how you think you'll react, our biology is a powerful force. You won't hurt her either, the body knows what to do and how to respond, you won't even need your brain for most of it. You won't be able to deny it… and Qhuinn? The needing makes all males respond on a primitive level, designed solely to reproduce, so I know you'll be fine. And you are a worthy male. You're one of the best warriors I've seen fresh from his transition, we chose you to be John's ahstruxnohtrum, Layla chose you, and you put your heart and soul into everything you do. Do right by the Chosen, respect her and take care of her, and I know you will because it's who you are. By the time your services will be required you won't be worrying or thinking or concerned any more… you'll just do, and that's perfectly normal. You've never lived through a needing, never experienced the pull it has, you've never had to recognize exactly what's going on. So while you might be confused as to why you're body responds to seemingly nothing… you will be curious, and anywhere in the mansion, once you get close enough… it'll hit, full force, and your body takes over. I'm telling you this to prepare you, not to scare you. … One more thing… get plenty of rest till it hits, you'll need it. If you need something to help you calm and sleep ask Fritz, he's got this funky tea and some weird smelling candles that actually work really well. And no I'm not telling you how I know that."

He's still dazed, but somehow that does all help, just knowing… if Wrath thinks he'll be fine… and he was a newly transitioned male once, he had to know, by now, what a needing was like.

He thanks Wrath one more time, eliciting an amused chuckle from him, and turns to head back to his room… to do… who knows, sit, sitting would be good… shower, no… bath, even better. Hot bath, soaking… sounds perfect, maybe he'll call Fritz when he gets back to his room, see if the doggen has anything for frazzled nerves of a male who actually doesn't want to take part in a needing.