Heavens, this Fan fic is on a roll! I enjoy writing it. Nuada is a little hard to write, but I am doing my best to portray him.
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WARNING:
There are hints of masturbation in this scene… I will put the warning before the scene.
-Snow Maiden25
"I thought you said we were having dinner…"
"We are… sit…" Nuada guided Sabariel to the ground and they sat in the grass under the large tree where they had first made love, Pillows laid propped up against the tree and they leaned against them. As Sabariel was about to open her mouth she glanced down, suddenly in front of them was a whole meal, she smiled and looked at him. "Hired some forest sprites to serve us?"
"Of course." His lips met hers again as she pushed a strand of his hair back. Her fingers traced over his dark lips and she looked into his golden eyes.
Sitting in front of Nuada, his arms around her waist and as she leaned against him she fed him a cherry then took a bite of some food herself.
Finally, Nuada spoke as he kissed her temple. "Sabariel, tomorrow I want you and Nuala there to witness our triumph over the humans." He said looking over her shoulder and towards the River, he had a look of concentration on his face.
"I believe many are going… Nuada, I don't like blood, it makes me weak and I can't stand, I will faint." She admitted quickly.
"Then I will hold you up and have you look only into my eyes." He kissed her lips. "I have one more surprise for you, close your eyes." He said, Sabariel giggled and then said. "It isn't like the surprise you gave me a couple nights ago…" Nuada laughed a little at this. "No, No, this surprise won't involve leaning over a table."
"Close your eyes, Blue Flower."
Those blue eyes closed and her pink lips glistened in the moonlight. A hand rough from holding a lance slide over her neck and down to her shoulders, a kiss teased her upper chest. Then something cold slid over her neck and fastened around it.
Her eyes flew open and Nuada was holding a mirror for her to look into, around her neck was an elaborate silver necklace with a single sapphire in the middle.
"Oh… Its beautiful, sapphire, my favorite jewel and the necklace itself…"
"Is made from a lance…" Nuada finished. "Remember that match 2 years ago? I promised to make you a necklace from the loser's lance and here it is, I melted it myself and then designed it." He kissed her again and then said something that he would never forget…
"I am hoping you will accept the necklace…" Nuada took a deep breath. "As an engagement gift."
Sabariel felt as if her heart would burst right there and then. Nuada continued, "I- I want to be with you… I want to see you in my quarters every night, I want to watch you grow large with my children." He said. That's where Sabariel stopped him. "Its alright, You don't need to say anymore." She kissed his lips and rolled on top of him. "I accept your necklace."
One last night, and they didn't join, but it would be the night that would keep Nuada warm for many years.
The ground shook as the Golden Army marched on the humans. Standing on a hill the Royal family and the nobles watched. Nuada wore his favorite black tunic with the red sash, at his side was his lance. Nuala was on his right and Sabariel on his left, a smile came across his face as the screams from the humans broke the silence.
"Stop! Make it stop!" Came the cries from Nuala's mind, he glanced at his twin and felt her disgust and sadness.
Then from the corner of his other eye he saw Sabariel slightly shake and whimper, stumbling back at the sight of blood and carnage, instantly his arms went around her waist and pulled her close to his side as he made her watch.
"Look Sabariel… it is the dawn of a new age, one where generations of the magical folk with be safe, one where you will not have to be afraid to go into the forest. One where your parents will be avenged." He said huskily.
"Please… stop.." Came her soft reply and she looked up into his eyes, Nuada looked surprised, She wasn't happy, she was crying. She was crying over a victory. Already the army had destroyed the forces and now marched on a small village nearby, women and children were slaughtered one by one. "Stop!" She cried out and pulled away from him, running to King Balor she fell in front of him.
"My king, please stop it… please stop the attack, women and children are being killed, do they deserve death? They are innocent!"
A look of rage crossed Nuada's features, he moved to rip her away from his father, but a hand landed on his arm, a gentle aura filled him. "Let her cry, Brother, let her mourn." Nuala's voice washed over him and he turned away from the scene of Sabariel crying before his father.
King Balor's eyes were sad as well as he watched the killing of the women and children.
"End the killing." He commanded and the Golden Army stopped, turning around awaiting his next command. He then turned to Alasse's husband and said. "General Nostarion, send a messenger to the commander of the human forces, I wish to end this war in a civil manner."
"Father! What are you doing, our victory was assured!" Nuada advanced on his father, his hair moving about his face, he reached down and pulled up the still crying Sabariel by one arm and against his body. He was furious with her for putting this idea in his father's head, if he couldn't convince his father other wise…
"My son, you will understand one day, your lover is right, the death of innocents is not necessary." King Balor said.
Nuada pulled away from Sabariel and snarled. "You caused this, why?" Suddenly pain came into his eyes. "Why did you not agree with me, Sabariel?" He moved to her, hurt by her betrayl. "Why?" He choked out.
"Nuada, I use to be like those women and children… my love… I can't stand here and look down there and not see myself." She said with tears in her eyes.
Nuada reached up, grasping the necklace, wanting to yank it off, but he couldn't find the strength to do it. He spun around and said. "I will go into exile, I can not stay here anymore." Pain poured from Nuada, a proud prince brought to his knees by his own father and his lover.
All his dreams; to see his people live without fear, to watch his children; that he would have with Sabariel grow strong with out knowing danger, letting them run free through the forest, or giving Nuala a small palace by the sea, where she could spend her summers at leisure… everything and more gone!
Sabariel fell to her knees, Nuala also was shaking tears falling down her face, Tarawiel moved over and supported Nuala up, while Alasse held the sobbing Sabariel.
"Nuala…" Nuada moved towards his twin, but stopped short as Tarawiel hissed out. "NO! Not another word from you." and pointed her finger at him holding his shaking sister.
He turned towards Sabariel who was weakly leaning against Alasse. "I will return, when you need me." With that he turned and left, walking into the sunset.
The heart dies a slow and painful death. While the war with the humans ended peacefully, both Nuala and Sabariel found no solace in anything. Nuala healed quickly, still feeling the connection to her brother, but Sabariel lay in her bed, taking in the scent of Nuada's lingering smell.
Her three friends took turns trying to consul her, trying to make her eat. Finally Nuala walked into her room and said. "Get up, we are going on a vacation."
"Vacation? Where? Oh… Nuala, you go ahead, I am too tired to travel."
"No, Alasse packed for you and we are leaving, now, you need to get out of here for a while." She pulled Sabariel from the bed.
"Fine… fine, but don't let the servants wash the bed! It still has his scent in it..."
"Alright."
Warning: masturbation hint.
Nuada walked into the old destroyed estate… it was where Sabariel had been raised. He walked about, his hand on his lance. Pain ripped through him as he saw a painting of a child, Sabariel, the eyes gave her away.
"Sabariel…" He placed a hand on the painting and leaned on it, tears in his eyes. "How I wished I would place a daughter in your womb and create another beautiful, blue eyed angel… how I wanted to carry that baby around the palace and speak to her in our language, or watch her feed from your breast."
He slid down onto the floor. "Or perhaps a son, a son that I could raise to be a great warrior, strong with honor… and one who would protect his other silblings…" He shook and looked down.
"When I return," He looked up at the ceiling, his dark lips slightly open and his eyes slightly shaded. "When I return, I will keep you in bed until I plant my seed in you, and then I will watch with pride as that seed grows." He whispered, Nuada took himself into his hand and remembered, imagined how he had made love with Sabariel, her cries, her smile and then finally her tears.
So when he lost himself and his seed spread across the floor in front of him, a gasp of pain escaped him as he realized there could be no release without his beautiful Blue Flower.
Nuala felt her brother's pain and then momentary passion. Leaning on her shoulder was Sabariel, sighing as she slept. The carriage was taking the four girls to a small estate by a lake. "Don't worry, Sabariel, I will take care of you. No one will ever hurt you again." Said Nuala kissing Sabariel's forehead, yet in her dreams, Sabariel only felt Nuada's lips and smelled his scent.
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