Chapter - 12
Kara lay on the bed panting lightly after the Prince had pulled out of her one last time. She had turned her head away knowing she couldn't face him. But as soon as he was pulling out of her, he had gotten out of the bed and had left the chamber.
Tears welled up in her eyes realizing what had just happened. She had given the Prince her virginity and he had just left without a single word. She decided to get up and leave as well once the pain lessened. Kara wrapped the silk sheet around her and buried her face against the pillow. When she heard footsteps, her eyes widened and she looked up. Mon-El was back, with a gentle smile on his face. He was carrying a small bowl and a white cloth in his hands.
"Could you bend your knees for me, my love? I want to clean you. It will hurt a little if you move now."
Kara was shocked to hear that. She thought he had left, but here he was, wanting to clean her!
Her face reddened as she did what the Prince had asked. He sat down on the bed and put a small towel underneath her. Then dipping the cloth in the bowl of warm water, he gently brought it along her slit and cleaned her. There was some blood on the cloth when he had finished cleaning and some on his sheets as well. He knew the maids would change the sheets as soon as he was out for the day.
Once he was done, Mon-El told Kara that he was going to put the bowl and the now soiled cloth away and join her in bed. All she could do was nod. He returned to bed quickly and smiled when he saw her trying to cover herself up using the sheet. He grabbed onto it and shook his head. "It's not like I haven't seen it all. Sleep, my lady. You need to rest."
When Kara nodded and turned away, he immediately wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer, her back touching his chest. He placed a soft kiss on her head and dozed off quickly. Kara was tired, sore and restless. All she wanted to do was stay here, in the Prince's arms, but she knew that as dawn came, her mother would surely check on her since she left the ball early. Kara turned in Mon-El's arms and saw his peaceful face. He slept like a baby. She found herself caressing his cheek with the back of her hand. Leaning closer, she placed a soft kiss on his lips, before gently moving away from his embrace. As she got out of the bed, she winced. It hurt more than she had imagined when she stood up straight. Deciding there was no time to waste, she pulled on her dress in a hurry, gathered her things and left the Prince's chamber. She was surprised to see that no guard was guarding the room. Maybe there was no threat for the great Prince, or maybe the guard had just left the post for a couple of minutes. Knowing it was probably the latter, she made use of the opportunity and hurried back to her own room.
Kara took off her dress and flung it on the chair before heading towards the bath chamber. Quickly filling up a bowl of hot water, she took a washcloth and began to clean herself. Once she was done, she put on a nightgown and slid into her bed.
She had a restless sleep as she was soon woken by her mother, who had come to see if she was still feeling under the weather.
"Darling, why didn't you tell us before you left? We were worried," Allura spoke as she touched her daughter's forehead. It was slightly warm, causing her to frown lightly. "Your fever still hasn't gone down. You shouldn't come down for a while. I'll see if we can have your breakfast sent up her."
"Thank you, Mother. I will be well soon."
Allura smiled as she caressed Kara's head before leaning down to kiss her forehead. "Rest well, my dear."
Mon-El had woken up after what seemed like the shortest sleep he had had in ages. He immediately reached out to Kara but only found the other side of the bed empty. Frowning, he sat up straight. She was gone. The woman had left without a word! After all he had done for her. After he had been so patient and gentle with her.
Already in a bad mood, he pulled on his pants and a shirt, not bothering to button it. He marched out of his room to see that Hal-An had just walked in. The guard bowed before speaking, "Good Morning, Your Highness. Would you like for the breakfast to be brought to your bed? For two?"
Mon-El plopped on the couch and frowned at his friend. "No, I will have it downstairs." He was quiet after that, but when he felt Hal-An's curious gaze on him, he looked up and said, "She left my bed. Without a word. And I was so gentle, Hal! I didn't expect anything from her yet I gave her so much! How could she do this to me?!"
Hal-An tried his best not to smile at the grumpy Prince. "Permission to speak freely, my lord?"
"Granted," Mon-El mumbled. "Sit."
Hal-An took a seat on the chair opposite to where the Prince was seated. "Mon-El, was the lady untouched before you took her to bed?"
The Prince nodded without a word.
"If I'm right, Kryptonians don't mate the way Daxamites do. So all this must have been new for the young lady. You should think from her point of view. She was probably terrified. We did lie that she took to bed early. Say, if her mother had checked on her this morning and found her gone while she claims to be ill?
"And, Your Highness, forgive me for asking this, but did you use protection?"
Mon-El's eyes widened hearing that. He shot up from his seat and paced the room. "I can't believe I was so lost in the moment I forgot such a big thing. What do I do now? What if she's with a child already?!"
"I'm sure it takes a little more than a day," Hal-An spoke in a calm tone. "What I will suggest is to let Zora deal with this. She could go talk to Lady Kara and give her the herbs. I know there is one in case we slip up."
"Then you must go now! Go tell Zora to get those herbs to Lady Kara. I simply cannot afford to father a bastard child. Certainly not a Daxtonian!"
"As you wish, Your Highness." Hal-An bowed to him and was about to leave when he stopped himself. "My mother used to say that all babies were blessings in disguise, but Daxtonians are possibly the most blessed since Rao never wanted Daxam and Krypton to wage a war against each other. So fathering a Daxtonian isn't as bad as you think."
Mon-El sat down again, pondering upon Hal-An's words. It was true, the idea of having a child with Lady Kara wasn't that bad at all. But there was no way his mother would acknowledge a bastard child. And Kara would be labeled his mistress. He didn't want that for her. He knew she was going to return to her home someday. Probably even get latched to Bar-Van. The very thought boiled his blood. He didn't want any other man touching the lady.
Kara was still in bed when she heard a knock on the door. It was Winn announcing the arrival of Zora. Kara sat up with a smile. Her friend walked in and came to sit on the bed next to her.
"Oh, you poor thing! You must be in a lot of pain." Zora took Kara's hand in hers and patted it.
Kara's eyes widened. "You know? But how?"
"You are glowing. It happens when you have lain with a man you like." There was a small smile on Zora's face as she said that, it grew when Kara didn't argue about liking Mon-El. She simply lowered her head. "I know you are worried; trust me, the Prince is worried about you too. I have brought some herbs for you. There's one to reduce the pain and soreness and the other… is to make sure you do not conceive."
"Conceive?" The young Kryptonian asked curiously.
"My dear, you could be with a child. That is if you haven't taken the proper precaution. I'm not here to chide you about what happened. I am in no position to do that when I am experiencing motherhood myself and it is possibly the most wonderful feeling in the world." Zora caressed the small bump, smiling as she did it.
When Kara's eyes fell on the bump she had missed seeing before, her face lit up. "You are pregnant?"
"I am. But only Hal-An, the Prince and you know it. Hal and I have to be wedded for the child to not be labeled a bastard. We are getting married next week, and I wish for you to be there."
"I would love to, Zora!" Kara threw her arms around the Daxamite's shoulders, eliciting a chuckle from her as she hugged her back.
"Now, we must deal with your situation first," Zora spoke, moving away and taking two vials and a small box from the pouch she was carrying. "Do you want this child?"
"What child?"
Zora looked at Kara's flat stomach and said, "If you do not bleed this month, then that would mean you are with a child. You told me Kryptonians didn't have a natural pregnancy, so the legitimacy of the child would be questioned even if you get married as soon as you go back to Krypton. If you decide to stay here, please know that as the mother of the Prince's child, you will have nothing to ask for, he will provide you with everything. But I doubt if he will be able to make the child his heir, as it will be labeled a bastard. And I really don't want you to be the Prince's mistress. The Queen will not be pleased and you might not get the same kind of respect the future Princess, Mon-El's bride would get. So if I may, I would suggest you take this herb and make sure you do not conceive."
Zora opened the small box she was holding. Kara didn't even have to think twice. There was no way she was going to birth a child only for it to be labeled a bastard. She reached for the box as Zora dropped a single small tablet on her palm and poured her a glass of water.
Kara took the pill without hesitating. Once she was done, she eyed the vials in her friend's hand. "Now, this one is for the pain and soreness. Just take one pill after you have had your food." Smiling, Zora handed over the other vial to Kara. "These herbs, made into pills for easy consumption, are to prevent pregnancies. You need to take them after breakfast and keep taking them till you have decided you wish to have a child. Stop then. You will easily be able to conceive."
"Why do I have to take these? It's not like I'm going to the Prince's bed ever again."
"Is that right, Lady Kara?" a voice came from the door, which was now closed. Kara jumped hearing that, but Zora simply got up and curtsied to the Prince. "Zora, are you well?"
"Very well, Your Highness. I only came here to give the young lady the herbs." Turning to face Kara, Zora patted her cheek before saying, "We will talk soon. Rest for now and don't forget the herbs." With a kind smile, she moved away, went to say goodbye to Mon-El and walked out of the room.
Kara sat with her back against the bed frame. She frowned at the Prince who stood with a small smirk on his face. "Why are you here?" she demanded.
The Prince's smirk widened. "Is that the proper way to talk to your prince, my lady?"
"You are not my prince!" Kara shot back.
"What a sharp tongue. I wish you could put it to use for other things." Mon-El made his way towards the bed. "Like here," he said, pointing towards his crotch. "Return some pleasure I bestowed upon you the other night."
Kara's eyes widened in shock. "Please! I do not wish to lay with you again. I do not want to be with a child."
"That's why the herbs are for. Take them, my lady and surrender yourself to me." Mon-El climbed the bed and saw her bringing her knees to her chest. She wasn't afraid of him, just curious to what he was about to do. When he lifted her dress to reveal her wetness, she gasped.
The Prince had a knowing smirk on his face as he lowered his head and his tongue found her slit. With one long swipe with his tongue, she was shuddering, holding onto the bed frame as the Prince's tongue parted her nether lips and slid right in.
A/N: Mon-El is such a horny ba*tard! XD Things are gonna get funny and mysterious soon! How are you liking the story so far?
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