It's been 84 years…
December is a very busy month when you have kids. My son is engaged in every Christmas activity at his school and I must help him and I am also making a real-size Yoshi (the dinosaur in Mario Bros video games) as a tradition that we have in my country every end of the year, in which we make big dolls based on media characters and burn them at midnight of December 31. I will post pics of my Yoshi on my tumblr account (I made a new one some time ago) if any of you follow me on that account you will see my Yoshi when it is finished since I am still working on it.
So I have less free time this month.
I am still updating all my fics so don't worry. Just have a little patience with me this month.
Stephanie arrived at the castle accompanied by Taker and Chyna. Upon entering she was greeted by all the inhabitants of the castle, including Dean.
Taker tried to hide his surprise, not so Stephanie. She was petrified.
"Good morning Queen Stephanie." Dean grinned, showing his dimples.
"Dean..." She finally tried to hide her disappointment.
And at that moment Roman felt that he was dying a little. This woman had tried to kill Dean and he could not do anything. He was unable to disobey Stephanie, it was the worst of the agonies. Seth noticed the suffering in Roman's eyes.
"She's Chyna," Stephanie's voice brought them back to reality and almost immediately Stephanie threw herself into Roman's arms, who could not refuse the display of love because of the spell. "Chyna is the sea witch and she's going to design my wedding dress for our wedding, my love."
Stephanie kissed her fiance passionately. Dean rolled his eyes and Seth tried to contain the jealousy and the bitterness that this caused him. If before, when he believed that Roman was a gold-digger he could not stand these scenes, now that he knew that the peasant had feelings for him and that he was also being blackmailed, he felt he was dying.
Chyna looked at all the inhabitants of that castle with attention, she was not easy to fool.
"This is Roman, my future husband." Stephanie said proudly.
Chyna smiled at him. "Now I understand why you are so happy, Stephanie, your future husband has the bearing of a prince. He reminds me of the god of the sea."
Stephanie pursed her lips. "Roman is mine so you don't need to bathe him in flattery."
And for the first time Seth saw his mother show jealousy. She didn't suspect of Seth at all and inside the castle there was no other woman who would arouse her jealousy. Now there was one.
And Seth also noticed that his mother was very possessive of Roman. Seth doubted that she loved him, but she wanted to keep him by his side perhaps as a trophy, Roman was beautiful. Or even worse maybe she was obsessed with Roman.
"Don't be ridiculous, Stephanie. You are going to marry a very handsome man and you hope no one will notice it!" Chyna smirked. "Your jealousy is pathetic and unnecessary, if he's going to marry you that means he loves you madly. No matter how many women are kneeling at his feet, he won't have eyes for anyone but you, is not it?"
And the sarcasm in Chyna's words was obvious. Stephanie was fuming. The sea witch smiled satisfied and noticed that there was a small child.
"He's Dean," Roman smiled. "He's my son."
And Chyna noticed that now Roman showed joy and love in his eyes when talking about the little kid. She also noticed Stephanie looking at the kid with disdain. Finally the sea witch turned her attention to Seth. The young prince realized that she was staring at him.
"My name is Seth, I am the son of the queen." He said nervously.
She approached him and smiled. "Nice to meet you, prince."
"Something happens?" Seth was nervous about the woman's scrutinizing gaze.
"There's something in you that's familiar to me." She said.
Taker smirked and Stephanie looked at her with hatred.
"Nothing can seem familiar in him." The queen said angrily. "It's the first time you see him."
"Maybe I've seen someone in his family before and that's why he got my attention." Chyna looked at Stephanie suspiciously.
"Maybe she met my father." Seth said innocently. "He was a warrior of the kingdom."
Chyna smirked. "Really? I'm interested in that story. You could tell me about it while my stay in the castle lasts."
Seth smiled at her, showing interest in his father was something Stephanie didn't do. The prince liked the sea witch.
Stephanie looked at Taker nervously. Chyna just wanted to torment her, she began to wonder if that dress really was worth it. While Stephanie wanted to push Seth to steal his power, she didn't want to do it in Chyna's presence.
...
"It is beautiful." The prince took in his hands the soft satiny white fabric.
Seth had shown interest in the wedding dress and was now in his mother's room looking at the fabrics. Although in reality what he wanted was to see the room. According to Dean, Mustafa had said that the entrance to the place where Roman's heart was on the wall behind the chattering mirror.
Stephanie uncovered the huge mirror that she kept covered with a thick cloth. She brought the beautiful, shiny fabric of her wedding dress to her body and looked at herself in the mirror. It was then that Seth leaned against the wall and saw the crack, it was not easy to distinguish if you did not know of its existence previously. But it was obvious, it had the shape of a door.
"Even though you're going to marry a gold digger, I have to admit that you'll look beautiful." Seth muttered.
"I know how much you hate Roman but I want you behaved the day of my wedding." Stephanie said smiling as she imagined what her dress would look like. "There are only two weeks left, I have to do so many things. I'll be with Taker preparing the invitations."
"I can help you with the dress, at least that's how I get distracted." Seth proposed. "Although this wedding is not to my liking, I know that if I help you, you will fix the bridge and that is my priority, so count on me."
Stephanie smiled. "At last you have understood. It's okay, take care of the dress and I'll repair the bridge on my wedding day, so you can go to the town whenever you want."
Seth smiled. "So shall."
Stephanie took her scepter with her, and left. Mustafa had said that the door only opened with the magic of the scepter. Seth looked at the mirror.
"Paul, are you still there?" Seth stood in front of the mirror.
The mirror stopped reflecting Seth and Paul's face appeared on the glass.
"Prince Seth..." Paul greeted him.
"Paul Heyman, the most powerful oracle in the kingdom." Seth smiled sweetly. "Turned into a mirror for my mother's magic. What was that so serious that you did to end up like this?"
Paul squinted his eyes. "Why are you so interested in that? It was something that happened almost eighteen years ago."
"Curiosity." Seth put on his best face of naivety. "It must be very sad to live locked in a mirror, without leaving this room and seeing the world. I know because I'm locked in here, of course I can go out into the garden and move my body, run, laugh. Don't you miss that?"
"You don't look like your mother at all..." The mirror answered thoughtfully.
Seth giggled. "I look like my father, he was a hero of the kingdom."
Paul opened his mouth several times as if he wanted to say something but didn't have the courage to do it.
"You are yourself, boy. You are not like any of your ancestors, you are unique, try not to let anything, nor the most horrible truth change your personality." Paul finally spoke.
Seth blinked a couple of times and smiled. "Thanks for the advice, it was nice to talk to you. Since I'm going to be here helping mom with her dress, I think we can talk, so you won't be so alone."
Paul smiled. "You definitely are not like your mother."
"I'll leave these fabrics to Chyna, see you later." Seth smiled and then opened the huge window in his mother's room. He moved the mirror near the window. "This way you can at least see the garden. I hope Mom will one day restore you to your original form."
Paul looked at the garden in amazement, almost eighteen years as a mirror Stephanie never moved him from where he was. Watching the garden was overwhelming.
"Thank you, Prince." Paul said deeply grateful.
"You have nothing to thank, I'll be back in the afternoon." Seth left the room.
...
"Stephanie left the castle on her smoke dragon." Dean was sitting looking at Mustafa's grave. "She was carrying her scepter."
"Take the scepter from her hand is gonna be the most dificult part." Roman petted the boy's hair.
"And we will do it." Seth approached them both.
The prince was carrying some bags with fabrics for Stephanie's dress. "The mirror trusts me. I will find a way to use that to our advantage to get the scepter and recover your heart."
"And the bridge?" Dean asked excitedly about the possibility of recovering Roman's heart.
"That's why I'm helping mom with the wedding dress, she'll repair it on the day of the wedding. We'll have to prepare everything to get away that day." Seth sighed.
"It's very risky, if we fail, Dean and you will be hurt by Stephanie." Roman said worried. "Also, even if we recover my heart, we don't know how to put it back inside me."
"That is a very powerful magic and I have not found anything in the books of the library, but I am sure that when we escape, we will find some clue about that kind of magic and I will learn to use it. I will do everything possible to return your heart to your body." Seth said with conviction.
Dean looked at something carefully. Roman noticed and looked towards the same point and there was a seagull.
"I've never seen such a bird before." Dean murmured. "It has ben here all this time, like it was listening to us."
"It's just a bird." Roman looked at Dean with sadness, thinking that the boy said those things because he missed Mustafa. "Seagulls are seabirds and we are very far from the sea, which is why you have never seen one, Dean."
The bird chirped several times but didn't move from where it was.
"That bird is weird, I'd better walk in the garden." Dean looked at the bird with suspicion.
When the boy walked away from them, Roman immediately held Seth by the waist.
"It seems Dean doesn't like birds." Roman pushed Seth against a huge tree. "At least now we are alone."
Seth wrapped his arms around Roman's neck, dropping the bags with the cloths. Roman was kissing his neck.
"I must go with Chyna." Seth moaned.
"Only a moment." Roman's hands were everywhere, touching, squeezing. Unbuttoning the prince's shirt.
"By the gods, my body is on fire." Seth whined.
"It feels so hot." Roman kissed Seth's chest and his big hands caressed the bulge between his legs. "You drive me crazy, just trust me and let me do this."
As if Roman had to ask. Seth was so delighted with the sensations that the peasant made him feel that he would let him do what he wanted with his body.
"I trust you, do whatever you want." Seth moaned even louder.
Roman ended up on his knees on the ground, unbuckling Seth's pants. Skillfully Roman freed Seth's hard length and licked his lips, ran his tongue on the tip and Seth arched his back and moaned plaintively.
Roman looked at the prince and felt his cock harden even more as he saw the expression of total surrender on Seth's face. At that moment Roman knew that if he wanted to, he could take his body and Seth would give it to him without protest.
And that certainty made him to lose control.
Roman was sucking hard and Seth was a mass of squirms and moans. He had never felt anything like this, the prince felt that everything was spinning, pleasure consumed him and he didn't think he was going to resist for long.
Roman was merciless, his tongue caressing the vein and his teeth causing the necessary friction. Seth was rocking his hips, almost fucking the older man's mouth. He tangled his hands in that beautiful black locks, pulling the hair of his lover.
And for the groans that Roman was trying to hold, Seth knew the peasant was enjoying this.
"I'm going to... ugh..." Seth couldn't finish the sentence, he came in Roman's anxious mouth.
The peasant swallowed every last drop.
Roman let Seth's cock go, tidying his pants as if this had not happened. The prince dropped into the grass, trying to breathe normally. Roman sat in front of him and was stroking his own boner.
Seth was not thinking coherently, his mind was still clouded by that amazing orgasm. The prince crawled to Roman and began unbuttoning the older man's pants.
"You don't have to do it." Roman whispered.
"But I want it so much."
And shortly after Seth had his head buried in Roman's crotch, sucking his cock with so much desire. Roman lost control and grabbed the boy's head, fucking that hot, wet mouth.
"Just like that baby boy, just like... oh." Roman wished so much to bury his cock in that tight ass.
The peasant closed his eyes and imagined the moment when he could finally make the prince his. He imagined Seth naked, bathed in sweat as he rode his cock and moved his hips asking for more.
Roman had not noticed that he was fucking Seth's mouth almost aggressively, the boy did not seem angry about this. A few more thrusts and Roman came violently into Seth's mouth, who could not swallow everything.
Roman realized what he had done, but seeing Seth with a huge smile on those bruised lips, and cum sliding out of his mouth, he knew that Seth had enjoyed it so much.
"I want to make you mine..." Roman could not contain the words, it was a truth that needed to be shouted.
Seth wiped the cum with his fingers and sucked with lust.
"I want to be yours, just tell me when and where." Seth had never been so sure of anything in his life.
"I would do it right now but you deserve something better than wallowing in the grass." Roman adjusted his pants and approached Seth. "You are a prince, I must think of something worthy of you."
Seth smiled broadly and launched himself at Roman, crashing their lips in a passionate kiss. At that moment the seagull took flight, drawing the attention of both men.
"I think Dean is right, that bird is weird." Seth watched the bird move away.
Both men looked at each other and laughed.
"I think you should go with Chyna, we don't want to raise suspicions." Roman smiled tenderly.
Seth nodded and kissed him again.
…
Seth continued on his way to the small guest house, to deliver the fabrics to Chyna. There the woman greeted him with a kind smile. Seth watched as she had fixed the small house to make it cozy and there were many details such as bright snails and sea stones.
He handed over the fabrics, looking enraptured all around him. "It's beautiful, if you could do this with this cabin that was abandoned for so long, Mom's dress will definitely be a work of art."
Chyna was surprised, this boy seemed honest. Too much to be the son of who he was.
"I'm glad you like it so much." She gave him a turquoise cupcake. "I just made them with seaweed. Don't worry they are delicious."
Seth smiled, he liked her. He ate the cupcake and it was really good.
That was how Chyna started asking him all sorts of questions that Seth answered cheerfully.
"And your father died saving the kingdom in the war against the Orcs." Chyna smiled.
"Such a hero." Seth said with conviction.
"One that you love and deeply admire." She looked at him thoughtfully. "What was his name?"
"Seth, like me." The prince said cheerfully.
"A nice name."
"I must go. I promised my mother's mirror that I would keep him company. He is so alone." Seth said with sincerity.
"I like you very much, I hope we can be friends." She smiled at him.
"Of course, and you will give me more cupcakes. They are delicious." Seth said goodbye to her.
Chyna was on the small balcony of the guest house watching Seth walking away.
"The cupcakes contained my powerful truth serum and this boy didn't confess anything bad, Seth is honest, even naive, but all that story of his father is the biggest falsehood in the world. This boy has been fooled by his own mother."
At that moment a seagull flew into the house and landed on a chair that was on the balcony.
"Did you find something interesting?" Chyna asked the bird.
The seagull began to chirp and the sea witch was with her jaw on the floor.
Dun dun dun dun... It seems that the seagull is Chyna's ally. I thank you for your support and if you want another episode you know, leave me a review with your opinions about this chapter.
