What up peeps! sorry for the late post this week, but I am posting two chapters today as a present to all of my readers. Anyways school is starting up for me tomorrow, but I am taking one class and its online. Hopefully it wont be to hard of a semester. I plan on attempting to still post a chapter a week. Sorry in advance if I slack off on posting. Oh and I bet you all are curious on who will be ruining Redge's happy ending well don't read ahead but its in the next chapter. Hope you enjoy if you have any questions, comment, whatever let me know. SC
Tears streaming still drown her face Emma pushed through door of one of the guest rooms. As she enter she ignored the groans and moans emanating from the bed room. "Tye," she half cried out as she entered the Princes bedroom. The swing of the door startled the female occupant of the room causing her to in one swift motion push the naked prince off of her. Then the female stood with the sheet wrapped around her conveniently leaving the princes bottom half covered with the red and blue blanket.
"Princess," a housemaid by the name of Greta bowed gathering her clothes then left. Emma was in slight shock but lifted an eyebrow. She knew Tye wasn't a virgin, but didn't actually believe she would ever catch him in a compromising position especially with a housemaid.
"Emma." he called in a slurred voice snapping her attention back to him.
"Really?" Tye merely shrugged with a smirk. The smell of alcohol and sex mixed finally hit her nose causing her to scrunch her face. "Are you drunk?"
"That's what the barmaid said, but I beg to argue that I am simply…" he took a moment to drunkenly come up with a word to describe e his current state, "toast." She smiled with a small chuckle.
"You are drunk," he again shrugged then reached over to side of his bed to retrieve a full bottle of rum.
"Here," he said offering her a drink, "You look like you need a drink."
"No," she shook her head, "I am not a load to drink more than a glass of wine with dinner." It was true her parents always told her that a princess should never get drunk.
"You live a very boring and sheltered life." He shoved the bottle into her hands, "Take it. It will make you feel better, I promise."
"How do you know I-" he cut her off.
"Taking into consideration it is late and the tear stains on your face it looks like you need a break from something." He said reaching for another bottle and drinking out of it. Subconsciously she took a hearty sip of the strong bitter liquid and struggled to swallow. She had to admit the heat that was left over was comforting in her throat.
"It's just that Red-"once again Tye stopped her mid-sentence with a hand.
"Ah, drink, loosen up, then we will talk." He sat up against the head board covers still over bare his bottom noticing the princess reluctantly sipping on the bottle, "trust me Princess," he emphasized her tile, "you're not drunk enough to handle me right now."
"Do not call me Princess." She said feeling the heat loosening her muscles. Her word made him chuckle.
"But you are a Princess are you not," he said patting the spot next to him on the bed as invitation to join him. She calmly took another swig of her drink then sat identically to him.
"Of course I am, but you always say it in this sarcastic tone that makes me want to slap the smirk of your face," she looks at him and he looks at her for an instant the world got serious. As if in sync both prince and princess burst out in a full out laugh both feeling the effects of the liquor in their blood. After minutes of laughing both where able to compose themselves enough to catch their breath. Both taking another careless drink.
"You should slow down. You don't want to get drunk to fast," Tye said in a slight concerned voice. She just took another rebellious sip of the liquor, causing him to smirk. Tye then got out of the bed standing in his unashamed nudeness. Emma couldn't help it she looked. Her natural curiosity accompanied by the liquid courage in her system caused her to look. She had never seen a man naked from the waist down. Sure she knew the basic idea of how a man's reproductive parts looked. As a child a neighboring lord's son had once exposed himself to her, but it was merely out of childish curiously about their different parts. She never showed him her parts though, because as she went to pull up her frilly pink dress her mother walked-in, properly scolding them.
Now she found her staring at the man's genitals as he proceeded to retrieve and put on his discarded pants. It wasn't the nicest thing to look at, but it did not look like a shriveled raisin as she sometimes heard the more sexual woman had put it. Currently it was semi-erect due to his recent activities. The size seemed to be fairly large though she really did not know how to gage large, if she had to guess the size it was between six and a half to seven inches long. It was also of what she thought was medium girth.
Next she wonder if Redge's penis look like his brothers. She understood they were twins but did that mean everything on them looked the same. She wondered if her love interest had ever had sex with other woman. Which she found herself hoping he didn't, but knew better then to let herself actually believe it. She felt a twinge of jealousy course through her which she tried to push away.
"You know if you want a closer look all you have to do is ask," Tye joked both knew the man would never overstep his bounds.
"Does it look like yours?" she met his eyes.
"Redge's?" he pointed unceremoniously to his now clothed area to which she nodded. "I would say he has a little more hair, but yes." She just nodded again.
"Has he had…" she couldn't find the right words to describe what she wanted to say. Was it sex? Fucking? Love making?
"Sex?" she again nodded then took a large drink from the bottle. She could tell Tye was having a slight battle whether or not to divulge his brother life. "Yes, with only two people."
"Oh," her heart sank into her.
"Don't fret Princess, obviously he is not interested in any of them anymore." He made hade his way back to the spot he once occupied next to Emma.
"Why not?" She questioned.
"One died and the other well…she is crazy, literally," He shrugged gulping down more of his alcohol. For a while both sat drinking from there bottles neither saying a word.
"He won't kiss me," sighed out with a tear, "I don't understand."
"My brother is a…troubled soul." While Redge was his twin the things he sometimes does makes him question his brothers reasoning. Never the less he is loyal to his brother and the stupid decisions he sometimes makes.
"Troubled? What the fuck does mean." Tye laughed never had he heard the frustrated princess curse, "Why are you laughing?" she eyed him unpleased.
"Because I am a horrible influence." It was true and they both knew it, but instead both just laugh and drank their rum. "My mother, while she loves us, is very hard on us and treat us all differently." Emma just listened intently. "Lex is the baby so she is the most lenient on him and tends to coddle him. Daym is envious of this and argues with my mother more than he should, plus he feels as if he is the black sheep of the family. Kelb isn't troubled by my mother's sternness he kind of already has his only life, which please my mother and that's why he gets the freedom he does. Then me well my mother is tough on me when it comes to a lot of things mostly because I am rebellious and don't give a fuck. I think that what gets her the most about me." He takes a swig before continuing his explanation, "For instance I drink myself stupid then will take a girl to my room in my mother castle to fuck her silly. If my mother catches me stumbling in my room with a whore I would just nod my head and bid her good morrow, then fuck the whore."
"That's horrible." Emma says trying to listen intently through her haziness.
"Its rebellion." He shrugged, "I am the best solider my mother has and she knows it. My rebellion has made me a heartless sole making me able to do thing most couldn't stomach, she loves it. Yet wishes to cage my wildness by means of family."
"I am surprise that you have yet to have a bastard." The alcohol was taking for her now and she didn't mind.
"It's a spell. My mother noticed my libido. Deciding to play it safe she placed a spell on all her sons that would allow them to have sex, but we cannot impregnate our partners unless it was true love."
"Oh, so that means that the other two woman that Redge was with weren't his true loves?" it was a question more than a fact.
"Maybe," At this point she notice two things one that she needed to slow down on the rum if she want to learn more about the dark family and two the more Tye drank the more he indulged information. "The first one, Danielle, she died the same night the next after they had sex."
"What happened?"
"Our mother," he said flatly. He took another drink of his the atmosphere in the room swiftly changed from its light happiness to something much dark, "She is the toughest on Edge you know. She expects him to be perfect. He has to wake up a certain time, eat at a certain time, even shit as a certain time. He must sit properly, talk properly, and act properly. Most of all he must not show any weakness. This extremely leashed lifestyle he is force to live by has made him a very controlling man. Even though he fights his control around you, which he does a good job about. I still see the control in his eyes."
"What does this have to do with Danielle?" I spark of worry sparked in Emma was the man she seeing in Redge a lie?
"Everything. My mother taught Redge that love was weakness, but Danielle showed him it was strength." Emma while still drunk found her sobering up quickly, "Her family worked in the stables. They were of lower class and value. It started small she would smile at him and he would glare at her. Then it became talking. Then spending time together. Then kissing. That's how their secret relationship, or what they thought was secretive, began."
"What do you mean they thought it was secretive?"
"Everyone knew Emma we weren't stupid, even my mother." He stood suddenly mad, "He thought he was so slick sneaking out to see her thinking there were no spying eyes that would report to my mother."
"But why did you mother not care for the girl that made her son happy." He furiously turned throwing his three fourths empty bottle into the lit fireplace.
"Did you not hear me just now about how my mother treats my brother? In my mother's eyes Danielle was not good enough for him because she was poor. She was below him" he spat. "You imagine a Dark King married to a stable girl. Like some White Kingdom swine, no offense." He truly wasn't trying to offend Emma. In fact she could tell he was just hurt. She was slightly afraid though. Afraid to find out what happen, but curious enough to keep asking questions.
"How did she die Tye?" Within a blink of an eye he was up in her face. His alcohol coated breath inches from her face but she didn't flinch.
"She pulled out her heart and crushed it in front of my brother." He whispered the words as if they had been an angry secret he had hid for years. For minutes the two stared at each other quietly letting all the words sink in. Tye was angry whether it mostly alcohol fueled or something else she did not know. The way he spoke about the whole situation sounded like his heart was broken by the girl's death.
"Did you love her?" She dared question. Just chuckled evilly and shook his head as he pulled back from her bubble.
"No, I have yet to love a woman." He stood running a hand through his hair. "I love my brother though and to see him die that day along with Danielle broke my heart. After her death he spiraled into a alcohol induced depression that almost…I haven't seen him happy in such a long time." Emma's heart slightly broke at the thought that she would never compare to Danielle if everything Tye has told her was true, "He really loves you.
"Really?" She was taken back.
"Really, really." He smiled. "I just made it sound like you could never compare, but it's not true. Everyone has to have a first love and a first broken heart before they find their forever." She nodded like she understood, but she didn't understand. "Has had a crush on you for years and Danielle was just a stand-in for someone he thought he could never have. From what I can tell though you have something that completes him that Danielle never had. You have brought him back to life and I think it scares him. If he give himself to you and then he ends up losing you I fear you would be the death of him. He would die before he lost you."
"I think you are right." That was the key Emma had been looking for.
