Finding Power
Kani jumped as Mola touched her hand. She held her breath as he squeezed tighter and began to pull her closer.
"Kani, I-I am starting to have second thoughts about our friendship. I think there is some room for growth in our relationship."
Kani simply nodded for she did not trust her strained emotions to emit anything more then a pitched squeak. She could not believe what he was saying to her but the longing in her heart could not dismiss what it had for so long wished for. Squeezing his hand tightly she leaned towards him with anticipation. Mola's breath quickened as Kani came closer to him.
Kani stopped and measured the distance between them, "How close of a relationship do you want?"
Closing the distance between them, Mola's mouth covered hers in what seemed to be the sweetest kiss Kani had ever known. Many boys in the palace had kissed her after she had shown she was an attractive girl but she had never been kissed this passionately before. His lips were gentle as he deepened the kiss and he moaned when Kani wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself into his lap. Shyly sensitive to the intense emotions she was feeling, Kani flicked her tongue across his lips and they parted slowly to allow her tongue entrance. When they came up for air Kani shifted around until she was straddling Mola's waist. Looking into his dark chocolate eyes, Kani shivered.
"I didn't get a chance to say this before but your eyes are the most enchanting I have ever seen."
Smiling his perfect smile Mola took hold of both her hands and raised them to his mouth, "Thank you Kani, You know how to make a man feel appreciated. I am so glad I met you here."
Hugging her close to his chest Mola sighed in complete happiness, "I remember the first time I saw you about the castle. I was just positioned as the guard of the front gate and you were sneaking back in from a romp in the forest. You had leaves in your hair and scratches on your face. There was blood on your hands but you seemed completely happy. You were so small and innocent in your way that I couldn't help giving you what you wanted. You already had an affinity to healing and making animals obey you. You wanted bandages and salve for a hurt panther. I followed you to the storage room and continued to watch you began healing your patient. I could not believe how much power you had over that cat. I wanted to take care of you from that moment. I guess you were my soft spot from the beginning. I can not believe that you are in my arms now."
Kani smiled at him before pressing her lips to his once more and running her fingers through his black smooth hair. Her body arched against his and he ran his hands down her back. Drawing from her chest Kani began purring into the kiss and Mola broke the embrace to laugh at her antics. Remembering the bed on which they sat, Mola grabbed Kani by the hips and threw her on the oversized four poster. Laying over her, he stared deep into her indigo colored eyes and began kissing her face. Kani lay still under his concentrated kisses and tried to control the raging passion forcing its way to the surface of her heart. Reaching out for him she twined her arms around his back and laced her legs through his. Mola stopped his path of admiration to gaze once more into her eyes. Kani intensified her eyes until Mola could read in them what she wanted. He froze in shock for a moment but regained his composure and drifting his hands down towards the hem of her nightgown began to lift it over her head. Kani shivered as the cool air hit her bare skin and slid her hands under Mola's shirt. Feeling his muscles tense under her touch, she smiled and tried to pull the offensive garment off his body. The clothes soon became a pile on the floor and Kani received her first taste of love form the first man she had ever loved.
He stared in horror at the scene before him. Inside of Mola's bedchamber was his daughter and she was touching him in a way Chattar did not like one bit. He bit his tongue to keep from screaming in rage when Mola placed his lips on his daughter. From his hiding place in the thick shadows he could see his daughter and Mola find each other's love.
Shaking in anger, Chattar turned to the two men behind him, "I am unable to get a clear shot and if we alarm him then we will never again get a chance to put him out of our misery. Go tell Glato that we need more time to complete out mission."
Looking back once again as Kani was flipped onto the bed, Chattar suddenly calmed and began smiling. He had a plan to make Mola suffer more than ever.
Pacing in his headquarters Chattar worked out his torturous plan in his head and laughed once in a while at the prospect of pain he could inflict. He needed more time to complete it but if all went according to schedule then the new advisor would be unable to complete his proper duties and the old Maharajah would meet his appropriate end. Glancing at the clock he sighed in weariness and rubbed the bridge of his nose in irritation. He finally yielded to the fact that Kani was not going to return to her own bad and he prepared for his own slumber. As he made ready for sleep he allowed himself one last smile of glee. Chattar knew that Mola didn't stand a chance against an invisible enemy and emotional pain is always best in the long run anyway.
Kani woke up to the sound of flapping wings and shifted in the bed. Feeling out of place she sat up and took in her surroundings. She was lying beside Mola in his bed after a night of reckless love making and the flapping noise was coming from the only window in the room. Walking over to the closed glass she saw a rather large bird beating its wings against the window. Kani saw a dish of bird food in a dish on Mola's desk and after shaking her head in wonder let the strange bird in. It immediately went to the dish of food and began eating at a rapid pace. Grinning in amusement at its frantic attempts to eat as much as it could in one bite she turned back to the peacefully sleeping man on the wide bed. Her grin turned mischievous as she walked over to where he lay and softly began to breathe into his ear. Writhing under the maddening torment Mola leapt from sleep and glared into Kani's innocent looking face. He reached forward and grabbed her by the wrist. Dragging her onto the bed he proceeded to demonstrate his gratitude at being woken by making use of her ticklish spots. The squeals of laughter and Mola's taunts drowned out the first two attempts at a resound knock. The third pound broke Kani and Mola from the struggle and they looked into each others faces with alarm. Kani instantly hid behind the bed and Mola sighed before going to answer the door.
"Sorry to disturb you sir but this is an emergency. There has been an attack on the guard's fort and the messenger is in so much pain he can not talk. Please hurry!"
Mola nodded and shut the heavy door. Gathering his medicinal supplies He began to leave the room.
"Wait, Mola! I am going with you."
Turning to face her Mola read the determination on her young face and slowly nodded, "The council room is most likely where they have the messenger. Hurry up and dress and I will meet you there."
Kani accepted the instructions and as Mola walked form the room she searched for something appropriate for her to wear. Mola hurried down the hall in large strides and reached the council room to find a crowd of people hovering over the groaning messenger.
Sighing with irritation Mola raised his voice to speak above the buzzing crowd, "Excuse me but this crowd of people is not good for my patient. Please leave, now!"
The maharajah motioned for the people to leave and Mola strode over to the small sweating man. The messenger was in bad shape but what caught Mola's attention was the band of iron that was pushed through one side of right leg and came out the other side of his left leg. Fighting down a sea of repulsion Mola moved to the man's side and began checking vitals. He had almost finished when Kani made her entrance into the council room. Mola motioned her over and she covered her mouth when she saw the iron rod through the man's legs.
Kani knelt beside Mola, "Is there anything I can do?"
Mola smiled at her willingness to help and shook his head, "just hold him down so that his struggling is lessened."
Nodding her understanding Kani positioned her slender frame on the man's right side and held his waist down. Mola finished examining the man for other less obtrusive ailments and after finding the messenger in otherwise perfect health he turned his attention to the legs. The iron rod was crude and obviously the first attempt of some blacksmith apprentice. He shook his head in disbelief as whimpers of pain shot through the injured man's vocal chords when Mola touched the rod.
Kani watched as Mola looked at the Maharajah for a signal. Kani did not understand the interaction but whatever had taken place Mola had gotten his way and she saw him prepare to take the rod out forcefully. The ultimate result will be amputation Kani thought as she gripped the man's waist tighter and waited for the pull. Closing her eyes tightly she prayed that the messenger would feel no pain. With her eyes closed Kani did not notice the blue glow where her hands were placed; nor did she notice when Mola dug his hands into the messenger's left leg and worked the leg away from the rod.
Kani jumped as Mola touched her hand. She held her breath as he squeezed tighter and began to pull her closer.
"Kani, I-I am starting to have second thoughts about our friendship. I think there is some room for growth in our relationship."
Kani simply nodded for she did not trust her strained emotions to emit anything more then a pitched squeak. She could not believe what he was saying to her but the longing in her heart could not dismiss what it had for so long wished for. Squeezing his hand tightly she leaned towards him with anticipation. Mola's breath quickened as Kani came closer to him.
Kani stopped and measured the distance between them, "How close of a relationship do you want?"
Closing the distance between them, Mola's mouth covered hers in what seemed to be the sweetest kiss Kani had ever known. Many boys in the palace had kissed her after she had shown she was an attractive girl but she had never been kissed this passionately before. His lips were gentle as he deepened the kiss and he moaned when Kani wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself into his lap. Shyly sensitive to the intense emotions she was feeling, Kani flicked her tongue across his lips and they parted slowly to allow her tongue entrance. When they came up for air Kani shifted around until she was straddling Mola's waist. Looking into his dark chocolate eyes, Kani shivered.
"I didn't get a chance to say this before but your eyes are the most enchanting I have ever seen."
Smiling his perfect smile Mola took hold of both her hands and raised them to his mouth, "Thank you Kani, You know how to make a man feel appreciated. I am so glad I met you here."
Hugging her close to his chest Mola sighed in complete happiness, "I remember the first time I saw you about the castle. I was just positioned as the guard of the front gate and you were sneaking back in from a romp in the forest. You had leaves in your hair and scratches on your face. There was blood on your hands but you seemed completely happy. You were so small and innocent in your way that I couldn't help giving you what you wanted. You already had an affinity to healing and making animals obey you. You wanted bandages and salve for a hurt panther. I followed you to the storage room and continued to watch you began healing your patient. I could not believe how much power you had over that cat. I wanted to take care of you from that moment. I guess you were my soft spot from the beginning. I can not believe that you are in my arms now."
Kani smiled at him before pressing her lips to his once more and running her fingers through his black smooth hair. Her body arched against his and he ran his hands down her back. Drawing from her chest Kani began purring into the kiss and Mola broke the embrace to laugh at her antics. Remembering the bed on which they sat, Mola grabbed Kani by the hips and threw her on the oversized four poster. Laying over her, he stared deep into her indigo colored eyes and began kissing her face. Kani lay still under his concentrated kisses and tried to control the raging passion forcing its way to the surface of her heart. Reaching out for him she twined her arms around his back and laced her legs through his. Mola stopped his path of admiration to gaze once more into her eyes. Kani intensified her eyes until Mola could read in them what she wanted. He froze in shock for a moment but regained his composure and drifting his hands down towards the hem of her nightgown began to lift it over her head. Kani shivered as the cool air hit her bare skin and slid her hands under Mola's shirt. Feeling his muscles tense under her touch, she smiled and tried to pull the offensive garment off his body. The clothes soon became a pile on the floor and Kani received her first taste of love form the first man she had ever loved.
He stared in horror at the scene before him. Inside of Mola's bedchamber was his daughter and she was touching him in a way Chattar did not like one bit. He bit his tongue to keep from screaming in rage when Mola placed his lips on his daughter. From his hiding place in the thick shadows he could see his daughter and Mola find each other's love.
Shaking in anger, Chattar turned to the two men behind him, "I am unable to get a clear shot and if we alarm him then we will never again get a chance to put him out of our misery. Go tell Glato that we need more time to complete out mission."
Looking back once again as Kani was flipped onto the bed, Chattar suddenly calmed and began smiling. He had a plan to make Mola suffer more than ever.
Pacing in his headquarters Chattar worked out his torturous plan in his head and laughed once in a while at the prospect of pain he could inflict. He needed more time to complete it but if all went according to schedule then the new advisor would be unable to complete his proper duties and the old Maharajah would meet his appropriate end. Glancing at the clock he sighed in weariness and rubbed the bridge of his nose in irritation. He finally yielded to the fact that Kani was not going to return to her own bad and he prepared for his own slumber. As he made ready for sleep he allowed himself one last smile of glee. Chattar knew that Mola didn't stand a chance against an invisible enemy and emotional pain is always best in the long run anyway.
Kani woke up to the sound of flapping wings and shifted in the bed. Feeling out of place she sat up and took in her surroundings. She was lying beside Mola in his bed after a night of reckless love making and the flapping noise was coming from the only window in the room. Walking over to the closed glass she saw a rather large bird beating its wings against the window. Kani saw a dish of bird food in a dish on Mola's desk and after shaking her head in wonder let the strange bird in. It immediately went to the dish of food and began eating at a rapid pace. Grinning in amusement at its frantic attempts to eat as much as it could in one bite she turned back to the peacefully sleeping man on the wide bed. Her grin turned mischievous as she walked over to where he lay and softly began to breathe into his ear. Writhing under the maddening torment Mola leapt from sleep and glared into Kani's innocent looking face. He reached forward and grabbed her by the wrist. Dragging her onto the bed he proceeded to demonstrate his gratitude at being woken by making use of her ticklish spots. The squeals of laughter and Mola's taunts drowned out the first two attempts at a resound knock. The third pound broke Kani and Mola from the struggle and they looked into each others faces with alarm. Kani instantly hid behind the bed and Mola sighed before going to answer the door.
"Sorry to disturb you sir but this is an emergency. There has been an attack on the guard's fort and the messenger is in so much pain he can not talk. Please hurry!"
Mola nodded and shut the heavy door. Gathering his medicinal supplies He began to leave the room.
"Wait, Mola! I am going with you."
Turning to face her Mola read the determination on her young face and slowly nodded, "The council room is most likely where they have the messenger. Hurry up and dress and I will meet you there."
Kani accepted the instructions and as Mola walked form the room she searched for something appropriate for her to wear. Mola hurried down the hall in large strides and reached the council room to find a crowd of people hovering over the groaning messenger.
Sighing with irritation Mola raised his voice to speak above the buzzing crowd, "Excuse me but this crowd of people is not good for my patient. Please leave, now!"
The maharajah motioned for the people to leave and Mola strode over to the small sweating man. The messenger was in bad shape but what caught Mola's attention was the band of iron that was pushed through one side of right leg and came out the other side of his left leg. Fighting down a sea of repulsion Mola moved to the man's side and began checking vitals. He had almost finished when Kani made her entrance into the council room. Mola motioned her over and she covered her mouth when she saw the iron rod through the man's legs.
Kani knelt beside Mola, "Is there anything I can do?"
Mola smiled at her willingness to help and shook his head, "just hold him down so that his struggling is lessened."
Nodding her understanding Kani positioned her slender frame on the man's right side and held his waist down. Mola finished examining the man for other less obtrusive ailments and after finding the messenger in otherwise perfect health he turned his attention to the legs. The iron rod was crude and obviously the first attempt of some blacksmith apprentice. He shook his head in disbelief as whimpers of pain shot through the injured man's vocal chords when Mola touched the rod.
Kani watched as Mola looked at the Maharajah for a signal. Kani did not understand the interaction but whatever had taken place Mola had gotten his way and she saw him prepare to take the rod out forcefully. The ultimate result will be amputation Kani thought as she gripped the man's waist tighter and waited for the pull. Closing her eyes tightly she prayed that the messenger would feel no pain. With her eyes closed Kani did not notice the blue glow where her hands were placed; nor did she notice when Mola dug his hands into the messenger's left leg and worked the leg away from the rod.