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I remember the day like it was yesterday. The day I thought I had secured the peace between the mamono and my people. Not a single sleepless night goes by where I don't constantly think about it. All the things that could have gone different. The things I could have said and done but didn't.

It was just after me and Cassiopeia had informally agreed to a peace treaty and spent the night together. It was probably the last peaceful night of sleep I can recall, with my awakening marking the end point of it.

I woke up in the Pharaoh's chamber, Cassiopeia's hand on my chest and in her other a stone tablet. My stone tablet to be exact. The very same Capricorn star sign tablet I had gifted her. A dark stream of magic was draining my soul from my body, siphoning and sealing it in the tablet. She was using the magic I had taught her.

When I was finally fully conscious of what was happening, the process was already done. I felt an emptiness inside my chest cavity, like something was missing. I snapped up, scaring her into reeling backwards and touched my chest in a panic. My eyes fixated on her in a mad frenzy. "What are you doing Cassie?! I thought we were allies!"

She put a hand to her cheek and smiled impishly, like a child caught preparing for a prank. "My apologies, I didn't mean to wake you. Just in time though, I just got done transferring your soul."

I grabbed her shoulders in a panic, my hands trembling. "You used my magic against me? Cassie, I need it back, you know that, right? Without it, I'm not going to age anymore. So stop joking around and give it back to me."

Her voice trembled yet she didn't seem to comprehend what was wrong as she shot me a nervous smile. "What are you talking about Dramin? Now we are free to live together side by side forever and rule over our combined lands. We will rule for eternity!"

"This wasn't what we agreed on. I'm a human, Cassie. I'm not meant to live forever!"

"Neither was I, Dramin." She cooed with a saccharine tone. Her facial features didn't seem at all perturbed. "The rules of this world do not apply to us. We are the immortal rulers who stand above any law. Isn't this all you could have ever wished for?"

"You know it isn't right! Why else would you have done it while I was asleep?!"

"It was supposed to be a surprise!"

I held my head, wrapping my head about the situation. "This isn't what nature intended. I love you, Cassie. I may not live forever but I will give you everything I can in that time. Now please, hand over the tablet and we will make this right."

She backed up out of the bed, clutching the tablet. She shook her head, trembling like she was having a breakdown. "No... NO! It wasn't supposed to go this way. This is all wrong! Why don't you want this?"

"Cassie, calm down. I'm not mad at you. Just break the tablet and the soul will return to me. We'll just forget this happened and things can go back to normal."

I still remember her face from when I reached out to her. The mixture of sadness, confusion and fear.

She pressed the tablet to her chest and with a torrent of noise, she shrieked a panicked "NO!" A shockwave of magic erupted from her, blasting me out the door and into the throne room below her bedroom's balcony. I plummeted towards the elevated throne and tumbled down its many stairs.

"Gah! Chi! Urgh! Damn, my ribs! Cassie, what's gotten into you?"

She stepped out of the bedroom, the tablet nowhere to be seen.

"Where did you put it, Cassie? This isn't like you! We don't need to fight over something like this! I will die one day and that's okay. It's how life always has been."

However, my words only seemed to anger her more. Assertively, she stepped down the stairs towards her throne and grabbed her golden staff. I could see the tears streaming down her cheeks as she started yelling. "You are the first good thing that has happened to me in centuries! All of my family is long dead, fighting in a war that I only escaped by giving up my humanity! All that only to come back to see that all of it is gone and in the hands of other humans who have claimed my lands as their own! In all of this, the only bright side was that I got to meet you. I finally had someone who could share in my pain and support me instead of treating me like a monster!"

I was dumbstruck. But despite the pain piercing my heart, I had to stand firm. I wasn't living for myself after all. "Cassie, I have a people who need me. I cannot stay here. I have a responsibility to my people and my bloodline as well. I love you but... I will stay a mortal and live and die with my people."

She gripped her staff firmer, painfully clenching it as she made up her mind. The decision she made at that moment, was a visibly excruciating one. Knowing what I know now, I should have seen it coming. "Dramin... I can't..."

"You can't what, Cassie?"

She stifled a sob as she closed her tear-stained eyes. "I can't let you go. I'm sorry." She grabbed her staff with both hands and thrust it onto the ground. Everything started trembling, shifting and rumbling. The tomb came to live and the ground moved. And it moved downwards.

"Cassie, what are you doing? STOP!"

"You'll learn to accept it. We'll be happy... eventually."

I was stumbling over myself with the floor shifting beneath my feet. She was trying to bury the tomb again. The light that shone in through the windows and the entrance was fading due to the tossed up sands. A part of me hoped it was just a bluff, while the other part knew she wasn't. My body acted before I could think. I started running. Running without looking back. The pain in my heart had to wait.

The other mamono of the tomb, shaken awake by the noise and tremors. I pushed past them as I ran towards the exit of the tomb. I remember hearing Karima yell after me "What is going on? Where are you going?" in a panicked, scared tone, but yet I kept running. The exit was closing, the sunlight slowly disappearing into a dark abyss of sand and earth.

"Goddammit!" I yelled, drawing magical signs on my arm. I threw a portal spell out of the slit that was left of the exit and the other end of it in front of me. I dove through the blue oval of a magic spiral, launching myself outside.

My body flew a few feet ahead and crashed into the hot sand of the outside world. I spat out the sand that ended up in my mouth and dusted it off my body. I made it but at the same time, the other realization hit me.

"Oh no! Oh no no no NO NO!" As I turned around, nothing was there. Cassie and her kingdom were gone, swallowed by the sand. I hysterically dug through the sand, but it was of no use. The love of my life and her people were wiped from the face of the earth. Silence fell over me, with only the desert winds keeping me company out in this sandy wasteland.

I held my hand to my chest. It felt empty. Not only had I lost Cassie, but she took my soul with her as well.

"No..." I sunk down onto the sand, defeated and in disbelief. It was in that moment, that my servant Uzziah found me. He came riding over the dunes, relieved to see me.

"Your highness! By the gods, you're alive! I feared the worst when you didn't return yesterday. Are you alright?"

The wind blew around me. Heaping yet more sand on top of the kingdom that once stood there. "Nothing is alright I'm afraid. The threat of the mamono has passed, but also the chance of an alliance."

He understandingly nodded, yet did his best to uplift me. "Well, if it is of any relief to you, humans and mamono have rarely been known to work alongside each other successfully. It was an admirable attempt, your highness, but one with an expected outcome. What is more important now is that you are alive. It is your people that need your attention now."

I slowly got up. All feeling was gone from my body. Neither the heat of the sun, nor the sand below my feet affected my body. Everything felt numb. I closed and touched my hands only to notice that I had lost feeling in them as well. "My people. Yes, I suppose it is time that I returned to them. I've been neglecting my duties for too long." I half-heartedly climbed on top of my horse and rode off with Uzziah by my side. The further I distanced myself from the place where the Cassiopeia Kingdom once stood, the more dreary and empty I felt.

I carried a pain inside my heart that nothing would be able to relieve me from for many years. In fact, the years turned into decades and the decades into centuries.

Along with the waning feeling in my body, it also stopped aging. Trapped in a stone beneath the sands, my soul had nowhere to go, including the afterlife. The people of my kingdom saw this as a miracle and hailed me as the eternal king. Meant to reign for eternity.

I put on a brave face for the public, not showing how shaken I still was over the loss of Pharaoh Cassiopeia. I was meant to give them hope and guidance after all. They had put their trust in me, and I couldn't bear to lose them as well. Many were wondering when I would choose a Queen and bear a successor, but neither was there a need for it, since I would live for a presumable eternity, nor could I even consider picking any woman other than the one that had left this world behind.

200 years later:

"Um... your highness? Have you heard what I said?"

I was sitting in my throne room, resting an elbow on the armrest of my throne and my head on top of my hand when the words of Liam shook me out of my mentally absent stupor. I rubbed the bridge of my nose and the sand out of my eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I heard you. The preparations for the Year of the Capricorn festival are finished, right?"

Liam was the the third in the generations of servants working under me and the great grandchild of Uzziah. And even though he may be gone, the devotion his family carried for mine lived on through the years. He was clean shaven, face and head, as was tradition for servants of the royal family and clad in monk-like robes with the blue and purple colors of our house. A beaded necklace hung around his neck along with a stone engraved with his birth sign, Gemini.

"Yes, that IS what I had been talking about, but I was asking you whether you would attend this year. The people love seeing you out and about in town. It would be a fantastic opportunity to rouse public support, especially since it's the year of your birth sign."

I smiled weakly, putting on a slight chuckle. "Heeeehhh... You know, Liam, once you've seen a hundred of those birth years, you've seen them all. I will remain in the palace for the festivities but don't let that stop you from enjoying yourself. The birth year celebration is an exciting time for people your age. Go get out there and have some fun."

"B...but... your highness, I must insist!" He frantically begged as he encroached on me, quickly readjusting as he noticed how close he was to being in my face.

I rose from my throne, walked towards him and laid my hand on his shoulder. He met my gaze with an expression of concern and shame.

"I apologize. I should know my place by now." He muttered, humbly bowing to me.

"No need to be on edge, Liam. I need to apologize myself. You've been doing a fine job of taking care of me. I can't enjoy these thrills and joys anymore. You can, and I want you to live out these earthly pleasures as much as you can, while you can. We never know how long these precious moments will be available to us. Do you understand?"

"Y...yes, sir."

I smirked at him cheekily. "Besides, I've seen those eyes you've been giving Aisha lately."

He grew red in the face, fidgeting with his necklace and collar. "Huh? How? I... I don't... know what you're talking ab..."

I interrupted him by patting his shoulder and earnestly looked into his eyes. "Remember what I said. Seize the moment while it is there. Go see her today, Liam. I'm rooting for you."

Guilt-ridden but encouraged, Liam headed for the door, turning back one last time. "Still, do you want me to get you something from the festival? Some food? Trinkets? Jewelry?"

I chuckled as I walked towards my throne. "The people offer me enough tributes to last me another few lifetimes. Let them share their spoils with you for once. Now go already and enjoy your time out there."

For a few seconds, there was silence. I didn't turn back to see his reaction. Further eye contact would have only made him hesitate more. Once I heard the door open and close again, I was finally sure he had left and the mask I put on, fell. I had been struggling with expressing sincere emotions ever since my soul had left me. It was hard enough to put on smiles and laughs to make people not worry about me.

I wanted my kingdom to have this shining example of the everlasting king that they had built up in their mind. I couldn't bear having them see the shell of a man I had become inside. So badly did I want to rekindle the simple joys of our culture I once embraced but the only thing that occupied my mind day and night was how badly I wanted to see her again.

I sunk down in my throne, waiting until sleep would take me to speed along the passing day. In my dreams at least, there was a chance to go back to those wonderful times. The times when I could still see her every day. I missed Cassie above all else. I remembered showing her all those things I used to love until she became the most treasured possession among them. I wanted to at least relive these moments in the world of slumber.

But then... something else happened that wiped away any notion of sleep.

The door flung open and one of our scouts burst into the room along with it, tearing me from my peace and quiet. I composed myself, shaking my head and wiping my eyes before sitting upright and honorable on my seat. "By the gods, Sundra! You could have at least knocked!"

She gulped for air, leaning against the wall to catch her breath. She ripped off her cowl and face scarf. She was dripping with sweat. "Your highness, something has emerged from the desert!"

My ears perked up. "Emerged? Sundra, what are you saying?"

"It is exactly as I'm telling you, sir. I've scouted the same area just a few weeks ago. Nothing but half buried ruins and miles upon miles of sand. But I swear, the dunes have shifted and now there's a full on palace there. One worthy of an empire."

For the first time in hundreds of years, my heart lifted. I could almost feel it soar out of my chest. My muscles moved on my own, hoisting myself up and out of my seat. "What else! What can you tell me about the place? Were there people? Monsters? Tell me!" I must have seemed like a crazy person, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her for information.

She stammered. "Th...that's the strangest part, your highness. It was both actually. It seems like humans and mamono have raised this place in unison. I saw mummies and sphinx and..."

My fingers trembled as I furrowed my brow. "That can't be. She would never... Why now? Sundra!" I barked out unusually loud.

She shrieked and stiffened up. "Wh...what?"

"Could you make out a leader? Someone overseeing these construction efforts?"

"I... I think I saw there being a human male. He seemed to be relatively young, in his 20s I believe. Black hair, mercenary uniform and a very boyish appearance."

"O...oh..." My grip loosened a bit

"Oh, and he was giving orders to this very imposing woman, might have been royalty. She had this luscious long black hair and this very curvaceous body. But I'm not sure, she was very scantily cla...eeep!"

She couldn't even finish her sentence before I pulled her into a hug.

"What the hell is going on?" She wheezed out.

I moved her at arms length from me and burst into a genuine smile. "Sundra!"

"Yes, sir?!" She meekly squeaked with a barely audible voice.

"You have no idea how much you have made my day, week, hell you made my life!"

"Th...that's great, I... think? Do you want me to show you the location?"

I let go of her and headed for the door. "No need, I know exactly where it is."

Sundra ran after me, calling out to me to slow down. But nothing in the world could do that at that moment. I had so many questions to get answers for but in the end, all of them didn't matter more than the pure desire to see Cassie again. Even though I couldn't believe it after such a long time of being apart, I knew in my heart it had to be her.

Me and Sundra saddled our horses and rode off, following a trail that was just all too familiar to me.

I couldn't feel the wind in my hair, nor the vibrating warmth of the sun, yet I hadn't enjoyed my time outside this much in ages. That might have been a side effect of something else however. The closer I came to the location of the former palace, the more I felt the feeling return to my body. It was as if my lost soul was beckoning me to come home, luring me in with the promise of returning emotions and senses.

For the first time in forever... a genuine smile crept across my face.

"Your highness! Would you please... slow... down!"

I barely heard Sundra's call with the wind blowing in my ear but it did manage to stop me in my tracks.

"Finally! Seriously, you can't just run off like this!" She was hesitant to call me out yet frustrated enough to scold me.

My eyes flicked between her and the horizon, longing to keep moving. "But... I need to..."

"I don't know what you need, sire, but you can't be selfish like that. You may be immortal, but that doesn't mean you're invincible! Your PEOPLE need YOU! The least you can do for them is be careful. You're heading head first into an unknown foreign force and I do not want to be the one responsible for your death."

"But I'm telling you, there's nothing dangerous out there. I know what I am doing, Sundra."

"Nevertheless, sir. I can't allow you to risk yourself like that, so you have to promise me, you're not going to do anything hasty."

I sighed. "Fine, you have a point. I haven't seen them in over 200 years. It can't hurt to be cautious, I suppose."

She smiled and let out a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you understand. So you'll surely be just as understanding when I do this."

"Do wha... oof!" In the middle of my question, Sundra shoved me off my horse and into the sand. Lying down herself shortly after.

"Recon. Past this dune is where I found the place, so we approach carefully and get a view of the situation."

I spat out the sand stuck between my teeth. "You could've just told me to crawl!"

"Sorry, I was worried you'd argue against me again. Anyways, we can take a look now."

Rolling my eyes, I followed after her, romping my way up the dune. And once I crested the slope... it almost brought tears to my eyes. It really was the old temple, even larger and more imposing than it was before. The exterior had been expanded massively and spilled out into the desert. Magically created oases brought water to the dry earth and brought forth vibrant flowers, ferns and trees.

But something wasn't right. There were structures that the undead mamono would have never had use for. There was a marketplace, a tavern, a stage for musical performances. There weren't just mamono strolling about, but also humans, plenty of them, mingling with each other and assisting with the construction. I was in awe.

Sundra looked at me from the side, bewildered. "Sir, why do you look so happy?"

"Look Sundra, it's everything I ever dreamed of back when I tried to make a deal with Cassiopeia. Unity between the races."

"Cassiopeia? Wait, those stories were real? I thought it was just legend!"

"They were. I had hoped so much that on day, we would make peace with the mamono and rule as one. More than that though, I had hoped that me and her could... be united as rulers of our empires. The day she vanished was the day all hope was lost for that union. We could have been so much more." I looked down at what was unmistakably her home, her people. Those sweet memories of me and her discovering each other's cultures welled up in my mind. My heart started aching, urging me to find her. "I have to see her! Now!"

Once I motioned to stand up however, Sundra once again kept me down, pulling on the side of my robe to pull me back. As seemingly one emotion after the other returned to my body, I felt anger well up inside of me. "What now!? I already told you I know them. What could possibly still keep you from letting me talk to them, Sundra?"

She didn't respond and instead just put a finger on her lips to shush me and motioned towards the horizon with a nod.

I squinted and looked in the same direction she was. Her sharp sense of hearing and sight must have tipped her off to something because I neither heard nor saw anything. But after a bit longer, it came into sight. A whole caravan was on its way here, bearing the crest of the kingdom of King Tutem. It consisted of around two dozen troops of armed cavalry, camels with saddles adorned in gold. They surrounded a lavish, jeweled throne carried on the shoulders of numerous servants. On top of it, to no surprise, sat the King himself, accompanied by his twin sons standing next to him on each side.

He was just as regally dressed as his father and his father's father before him. The ornamented, silver crown of Tutem rested on top of his head, holding a white linen headdress in place. A tunic covered the rest of his body with armbands and rings covering his arms and thigh high, leather sandals covering his legs. He was overly clearly clinging to his good looks, having the face of an overzealous, overconfident youth despite being in his mid 40s. A clean shaven face, plucked eyebrows and glossy make up to make his skin shine and cover his imperfections.

There was however another, unfamiliar face among the royal entourage.

A bald, scarred, rough looking man. A moving mountain of muscles. He was far from gallantly dressed, donning a simple, banded leather armor without arm guards to fully display his bulging arms and the deep scars that decorated them.

"Make way for your one true ruler, peasants! His honorable highness, KING TUTEM!" One of the cavalrymen announced boisterously as they carved their way through the masses of human and mamono wandering around the public space.

As they positioned themselves smack dab in the center of the palace square, the servants set down the throne and the King descended the stairs, coming to the side of the assumed mercenary.

"There it is, right where I told you. Normally I ain't one to snitch like that but... someone associated with this place really pissed me off."

"I do not care what reason you had to tell me, Divish. It seems our soldiers haven't quite combed the desert carefully enough. You shall be generously compensated for your services after this matter is handled."

Suddenly, a young man burst out of the palace, stomping towards the royal caravan with a more than furious glare in his eyes. I didn't recognize him but from Sundra's descriptions, this seemed to be the man she said was in charge of the construction efforts. One after another, the four men leading the caravan caught his spiteful gaze each one seemingly making him more livid. "Took you a while to find this place, King Tutem. What took you so long? Got lost wanking to your own image in the mirror?"

Equally displeased, Tutem took an imposing stance in the center of the crowd, facing the crude boy. "You must be Shaiq then. Divish told me you didn't quite know when to shut your mouth."

The scarred mercenary, seemingly named Divish, smirked haughtily and dangled a woven necklace formed into the sign of a dark magic ward, in front of his chest. "Next time you try to wipe someone's memory, you better make sure you actually managed it, asshole!"

The King lifted a hand, telling Divish to back off and returned to his speech. "I see you have been very busy stealing away with my people at night. Though I suppose a scoundrel like you doesn't have the pull to establish a full on settlement out here in the middle of nowhere. I'll ask you once, out of mercy: Where is your leader?!"

"What? To afraid to deal with me? I can tell you anything you will get to know about this place before we run you out of town, bastard. Besides, these people were never yours to begin with!"

"They are the rightful and subservient to my empire and they need to return home to graciously offer their service to me."

Look around you! Do these seem like willing, loyal subjects of your fraud of a kingdom to you? You own these lands only on paper at most. And if resisting that is a crime, you might as well drag every single one of us back yourself."

He was unimpressed by the threat and instead waved one of his cavalrymen closer, ordering him to dismount his camel. "That'd be very inefficient I'm afraid. Seems I need a motivator to get you people back to work. Bring me this loudmouth and keep him on a short leash. Should anyone of these people resist returning to my employ, cut his head off. As for you other men, coral the people out of here and once they're gone, make sure to kill every last one of these monsters here."

The crowd gasped, holding on to their loved ones as the soldiers closed in. The dismounted cavalryman however approached Shaiq, brandishing his sword. "Come willingly, unless you want there to be more casualties."

"No!" "No!" Unexpectedly, it wasn't Shaiq who objected this notion, but rather two black-furred Anubi. I immediately recognized them.

They ran to Shaiq's side, clinging to him and shielding him from the man trying to take him away.

He had a mix of relief and exasperation. "Karima? Fatima?" He embraced both of them but scolded them at the same time. "I told you to stay inside for the worst case scenario."

"And let you get yourself killed? Not likely!" Karima insisted, hugging his arm tighter.

"Besides, it wasn't our idea to come out of hiding." They both looked back to the entrance of the palace.

And there she was.

My heart, still after so many years, started beating with a kind of strength it hadn't shown in centuries. Cassiopeia stood in the large entrance door and approached the scene. Everyone she passed, mamono and human alike, bowed to her, parting to make room for her.

Tutem sneered, crossing his arms in a smug sense of superiority. "Would you look at that. A bona fide pharaoh. It is rather late to lay claim to the lands you abandoned and lost, don't you think?"

Cassiopeia frowned, sulking in her submission. "Enough, you wanted me and here I am. I am the thorn in your side that you're trying to get rid of, so stop threatening these people. And this man, Shaiq, is the one least responsible for this situation. I have manipulated and used him to my ends. He had no choice. If you are going to execute anyone, at least do it to the guilty party. I am turning myself in willingly." She had the same look of dedication I remembered of when I first saw her.

As the sounds of shock and worry went through the crowd with several mamono coming up to try and talk her out of it, King Tutem walked up to her and mockingly touched her cheek. He spoke to her in a degrading, patronizing tone of which even I could feel the sadistic joy that was packed within it. "Aww, isn't this sweet. A mamono is trying to sacrifice herself for her people. Pathetic." He scoffed, turning away from her and looking at Shaiq. "And it seems you all are very fond of this... man here as well. It appears I have all the cards in my hand still." He ripped Shaiq out of Karima and Fatima's arms, shoving him instead into the clutches of his soldier who put his sword to Shaiq's neck.

"What the fuck! She surrendered you sick bastard!"

"And she never should have. She just gave up all of her advantages. Let it be a lesson in strategic warfare. Continue as planned, men!"

That was it, the last straw. I had held out hope that there could have been a peaceful resolution, that there was some humanity left in this cruel man, but it seemed like it was all in vain.

I could no longer sit still. I turned to Sundra and ignored all attempts of her trying to stop me from getting up.

"Your highness, you can't..:"

I raised a hand to her, stopping her from saying another word. "If anything happens to me before you make it back, tell Liam that the people of Kezzat will be in good hands with him. Do you understand?"

She noticed instantly that talking me down was pointless in this moment. She nodded and headed for her horse, riding off.

I had lost all shreds of patience at this point. My blood was boiling with anger and the love of my live was not only disrespected but insulted and threatened. "TUTEM!" My voice echoed in the vast emptiness of the desert, gaining the attention of everyone. All eyes were on me as I slid down the slope of sand, ending up on the palace grounds.

"Oh for the chief god's sake! Who else wants to interrupt me tod..." As he turned, the color drained from his face more and more. "...hey! King Dramin! I'm honored to have you witness me freeing my people from the clutches of these foul pests. I see you came... alone? Strange choice of transport. What are you doing out here in this dusty wasteland?"

"You've crossed a line. You are unrightfully assaulting and threatening these people! And I'm not going to stand by and let you do that!"

He laughed out loud in confusion and disbelief. "Wha..? Umm... pardon? You do recognize that my people have been taken by the mamono. One of the main reasons civilizations like ours have fallen over the past years. My people aren't at fault for being seduced and manipulated by these harlots, but a firm hand needs to be used to hold an empire together."

"I can see with my own two eyes, Tutem. It's not manipulation that drove these people to leave you and I know you well enough that it you would not win them back with proper leadership. And as for these mamono, they are under my protection. If you commit war crimes against them, you are making an enemy of me."

Sweat dripped down his forehead, shaken by the threats I made against him as the hatred boiling under his skin emerged and showed on his face. "You can't be serious! They are demons, Dramin! All humans are sworn to eradicate them whenever given the chance. I am doing the world a favor here."

I cast a teleportation spell, launching me into the center of the square and close to Tutem. The crowd was stunned for a second and Tutem took a few cautious steps back as I approached him. "You know, you are right. You've obviously always been a man of great honor, haven't you? That's why you are using a hostage to hide behind to get your people to follow you back home. Or is it the fact that you denied a negotiation with a surrendering enemy that made you that valiant? Hmm? Or was it the threat of mass executions of many unarmed civilians? You tell me, which part of this was what made you such a great pariah."

"I umm... I..."

He stammered more and more the closer I came. "Oh but I shouldn't be surprised at your obvious greatness. After all, you came from such an amazing lineage of pure warriors of justice. Like the underhanded land grabs your ancestors did. Only a true tactician could appreciate those tactics. Cutting off supply lines until an empire's people were starving to death so they could buy the land for cheap and plunder it for all its riches."

Finally, I had him pushed to the foot end of his mobile throne, unable to escape me any further. I used the opportunity to pull him by the neck and talk to him quiet enough for the crowd not to hear us. "I've been around long enough to witness the lack of spine your ancestors had. And I've had enough time to figure out who it was that wanted my parents killed. What a surprise it was, that it was your family that got to take our land right after an insurgence took place there. What a surprise indeed."

Tutem was sweating bullets, his hand shook as he put it on the handle of his sword.

I glanced down and smirked. "Oh you don't want to do that, do you? You've got no exit strategy here. If I die, my people will be out for blood for you killing their eternal king. See, contrary to you, I do have the loyalty of my citizens. But not only that. What do you think is going to happen if I return and let it be known who the killers of their former King and Queen were? How willing do you think they'll be to resolve this outstanding grudge?"

"You wouldn't!"

I let go of him, speaking loud enough for all to hear again. "It takes a man with spine to hold up a kingdom that can stand the test of time. I have built my legacy and expanded my territory through alliances and treaties while you rested on the laurels of your ancestry."

A roaring wave of galloping horses could be heard in the distance, as a full company of mounted archers crested the dune, nocking their arrows and arching their bows.

I smiled as I saw Sundra among them, who gave me a nod, meaning that they were ready to shoot at my command. I raised my hand, lifting my index and middle finger. If I were to close them to a fist, the archers would fire. "My honor is assured, Tutem. Now can you say the same?"

The people around us kept waiting for a reaction from either one of us, holding their breath, when finally, Tutem cleared his quivering throat. With his eyes firmly fixated on the archers keeping their aim on him, he signed his men to stand down and release Shaiq. "We are leaving."

Confused, his soldiers reluctantly returned to marching position and the man holding Shaiq hostage, lowered his scimitar and sheathed it before mounting his camel and falling in line.

As King Tutem ascended his throne again, his sons, bewildered by his shaken attitude approached him. "We're going to give up? Just like that? Let us fight them, we can take em on, we've got at least..."

Mid sentence, Tutem smacked him over the head. "Hold your tongue, son. Maybe one day when you've held a throne for a couple of years, you'll learn a thing or two about survival."

The servants once again lifted the throne and started the long journey back into Tutem's territory.

"Wait! What about me? What about my payment?" Divish yelled after the retreating troops, running after them into the hot desert as they took his mount with them.

Finally, it was quiet again and the relief swept over the people and mamono alike, climaxing in an uproar of cheers.

I closed my eyes, releasing the breath that had been stuck in my lungs for several minutes. I looked up to Sundra and her men, smiling as I waved my fingers in a circle, telling them to turn around and return home. They retracted their arrows and with a final salute, turned to gallop away.

As many around me fell into each others arms and celebrated, I collapsed to my knees from the ebbing tension. I felt a hand touch my shoulder from the back and as I looked over it, Shaiq stood there patting me on the back. "Not bad for a blue blood." He scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably. "I've got nothing to offer you, your highness. I'm afraid I've already pledged myself to someone else too, so the only thing I can give ya is my thanks."

"No more is needed, Shaiq. I think we both have the same obligations here."

"UNCLE DRAMIN!" "UNCLE DRAMIN!"

I barely heard the shouts of two VERY excited Anubi before the came barreling into me. I was tackled to the ground and nuzzled by Karima and Fatima, tickling the underside of my neck with their perky little ears. "Girls! Gods, you've grown by quite a bit, haven't you?" I laughed, barely managing to sit myself upright again to take them in my arms. Now close up, I noticed that Karima had let her hair grow out, pouring down over half of her back, while Fatima had kept it short just like when they were little. Probably so they could set themselves apart from each other.

I petted their soft heads, with their ears almost disappearing in their hair as they folded them in. "I hope you've been taking good care of each other."

"Karima's still a bit of a naive klutz but I'm keeping a good eye on her." Fatima reported proudly.

A bit pouty, Karima chimed in. "And Fatima still doesn't know how to not be a stick in the mud but I'm doing my best to help her out there." She proclaimed with crossed arms and a smug smile, gaining the ire of her sister.

Both just melted into pure joy when I scratched them under their chin. "I see, so at least some things haven't changed with you. Honestly, I'm surprised you remembered me at all. It's been so long and you were still puppies back then."

Karima wagged her tail in pride of her good memory and chirped. "How could we forget you? There's just a handful of people who've ever entered our home!"

"And stayed." Fatima added.

"Besides, you were all Cassiopeia could think or talk about for decades after you left."

"She never forgot you either, you know?"

With all of the joy and noise surrounding us, it almost made me forgot that there was still some heavy air left to clear. I looked past them and I became deaf to the tumultuous chatter around us. Just as back then, there was nothing in the world that could make me stop in my tracks like the moments our eyes crossed.

It was as if I was transported back in time. She had barely changed. That same sharp look, those same beautiful curves and that same silky hair. My body felt weightless as I rose to my feet.

"Dramin... you came back." She said those words filled with the weight of hundreds of sorrowful years behind them. A sentiment we both shared at that moment.

Despite it all, I smiled. Burying centuries of pain in the search for reconciliation. "Glad to be home, Cassie."

I could see how much she was trying to keep in the mixture of joy and dread, seeing me again. For the moment, she tried to cover her insecurity with a jovial tone. "You've never been one for ordinary ways to defeat an enemy."

I chuckled softly. "Intimidation is just another way of avoiding conflict. I learned that part from you." A smile crossed her lips, one that made my heart blossom with the same love I once shared with her. "It's about time we talked, isn't it?"

She gave a gentle nod of agreement before side by side, we walked into the palace. We left behind the crowd, not wishing to be disturbed, which was understandingly supported by Karima and Fatima, who closed the gates behind us.

On the way to her private rooms, I gazed at the interior of the former tomb. It had been refurbished and redesigned several times over. It seemed more lived in than ever before with stands of fruit, altars, amenities and lavish open bed chambers.

What caught my eye the most though, was the centerpiece. A collection of 12 stone pedestals, lined up in a circle and holding each of the twelve zodiac signs. Well, 11 actually. For obvious reasons, Capricorn was missing. I mentioned nothing in the moment; it seemed inappropriate. But I marveled at the art of it. It was strange because I didn't remember bringing that many of them here.

I let my hands glide over the surface of the Libra as I walked past, honoring the craftsmanship.

In the end, Cassie and I arrived in her chambers. The awkward silence was deafening even though there was so much to talk about. It just seemed like neither of us knew how to begin.

"I'm so sorry for..." "I'm so sorry for..."

Instead, we ended up talking over each other, resulting in both of us cracking out into awkward giggles.

"Cassie..."

"Don't say it, I know. I know how mad you must be that I dared to come back to the surface after what I did. I don't deserve your forgiveness but at least hear me out please."

I crossed my arms and approached her. "No, I'd like to get something off my chest first."

She flinched but resigned herself to the coming scolding. "Of course, I'm listening."

"I've lived more lifetimes than I was ever meant to, Cassie. More than I ever wanted to experience. My people even started to see me as an eternal king, one that would rule them until the end times. All because of you."

She hung her head, hugging herself and quietly muttered. "I know."

"You took away my chance to see any of the others here again, even though making friendship between our species was the whole point, you selfishly took all of them off the face of the earth with you."

"I know."

"I was lonely. Friends and family, all of them passed into the sands of time while I could only stand there and see them off to the next life. Everyone else got to die, while I lived, Cassie."

"ENOUGH!" She burst into tears, wanting to hear no more. "I know, alright! I know!" She clutched her chest tightly, the tears dripping down onto the floor. I couldn't see her face anymore with her hair hanging over it. "I've had enough time to hate myself for it, Dramin. I was so scared that you were going to leave me that I tried to cage you. It didn't even end there. I did it to all of my people. I made my own zodiac tablets and bound them to it so no one could ever leave me again."

"Cassie..." I wanted to reach out to here but she gently shoved my hand away, wanting no mercy.

"So many men tried to take our treasures after you were gone. They tried to steal what little I had left of you. One day, as one of them tried to do just that, I thought I could clear myself of this guilt by giving him the chance that I took away from you, to live with us. When I finally decided to return us to the surface, I even had the audacity to hope that it would get your attention and that you would come back to me. And even though I didn't deserve it, you actually did."

I watched as Cassie walked to the back end of the room and, with a swipe of her hand, uncovered a niche in the sandstone wall. In it, sat the very tablet that was missing from the exhibits in the main room. The Capricorn.

She lifted it from its stand and carried it to me. "It's all because you came along and made my heart beat again. I never had to worry about these kinds of trivial, mortal desires and dreams. You showed me love and... I am not worthy of that kind of thing."

I looked down at the vessel holding my soul. As I touched its surface, I could feel the warmth of it, the fullness of it. It was as if I was touching another part of myself. A part that beckoned me to reunite with it. As I stood right across from her, I grabbed the top of the tablet, lifted it from her hands... and placed it right back into the stand.

Her eyes followed my hand as it put the tablet back to where it stood before, after which they locked with mine. "That's not what I was trying to say, Cassie. The day I ran away was just as painful to me as it was to you. Through all of those hardships, the one thing I realized as time went past me... was that I would have been fine if at the very least I got to spend this eternity with you."

I cupped her cheek, inching closer to her enough for our faces to nearly touch. The tears in her eyes were frozen in time as her heartbeat quickened. "You've grown, my love. Just a few moments ago you would have sacrificed yourself for not only your people, but for my kind as well. Nothing could have made me happier than seeing you bring both of our people together and I am so, so proud of you."

Her eyes were shaking, her body limp as I gently cornered her against the wall. She shyly averted her eyes, then steeled her resolve and dared to ask. "Can I be selfish just one more time?"

In my mind I already knew what she wanted, yet wouldn't deny her the moment. "Make it count."

Our bodies intertwined as she leaned up and caught my lips. I leaned into her, holding her other cheek as well. She was warm and soft to the touch. Our half lidded eyes couldn't be torn from each other's gaze. "Your beard still tickles." She giggled before returning to the kiss.

My hands slid behind her head, letting her hair slip in between my fingers. Our mouths opened up, allowing our tongues to mingle and glide over each other. Our bodies, from top to bottom, were pressed together so closely, we might as well have been one. Even our legs were interlocked, with our thighs grinding into the other's crotch.

A thin string of saliva connected our lips as our lips parted and a warm, soft gasp for air escaped our mouths. Cassie swallowed excitedly as she rubbed her leg against me and firmly gazed into my eyes. "I can feel your... member through your clothes. It's... very stiff it seems."

I chuckled as I rested my forehead on hers. "You've left me wanting for two centuries. I haven't had another woman after you. And now that I'm here again, with all of this lust coming back to me, I want you more than anything else, Cassie." I breathed huskily into her ears.

Her face reddened, fixated on the area her leg was grinding against. She gently pushed me back a few inches, requiring the space to slowly kneel down. She caressed my bulge over the fabric of my robe before untying my sash and pulling it open.

With how close she was, my cock flopped onto her face, lying over her forehead. Cassie's eyes shot open, even I was surprised. My dick had swelled to its fullest capacity, the head bulging and throbbing, and the shaft veiny and thick. Even I was unaware of how pent-up I actually had been.

Cassie's mouth was slightly agape as she reached up and grasped it firmly with both hands. Her thin fingers clasped and caressed my length, still keeping it on her face. "I never looked at this magnificent specimen this closely before. The smell is more intense than I expected it to be."

I gently stroked the top of her head, enjoying the gentle stimulation. "I definitely don't recall it being this excitable before. It's kind of intense. I don't know how long I am going to last; it's full to bursting."

Her eyes wandered downward, stopping at my testicles. "Indeed you are." She stammered, nestling my heavy, swollen balls in the palm of her hand. Even that wasn't enough to hold them as the excess flesh spilled through her fingers and off her palm. The tickling sensation sent shivers up my spine only to intensify even more when she slid her face down and started trailing her tongue from the bottom of my sack up the entire shaft, then kissed the tip once she reached it.

I saw the thin, glistening trail she left behind and the entranced face she showed all the way was too much. Just as her lips parted from my cock, a small spurt of cum followed right after her, spilling onto her chin. I held the majority of the load in but it certainly was a sign of how sensitive I was.

While I was embarrassed, Cassie's eyes shone with excitement. She looked up at me, proud and filled with purpose. "It's my duty, as your woman to take care of matters such as this. I will relieve you until all of this pent up pleasure has been released. I have to take responsibility after all, don't I?"

I grunted, my hips trembling in the aftermath of the minor orgasm, yet I couldn't resist to smile and pet her head. "Couldn't think of a more capable woman for the job. Actually... there is something you can do that you're perfectly suited for."

"Anything, my love." Cassie fawned.

A wicked grin formed on my lips, knowing what I was about to make her do. "Open your top for me. Show me your breasts, Cassie."

She responded with a slightly surprised gasp but did as I asked her. Her fingers hooked into the shoulder strap of her black bra, causing her tits to drop and sway for a few seconds. Her dark skin was vibrant and spotless, contrasting with the slightly darker, bumpy nipples topping the two mounds of flesh. They were just as plump and full as I remembered and my mind went wild thinking about violating them.

"Now, take my cock in between them."

She did her best to follow the instructions and lifted her heavy breasts with both hands, leaning in and sandwiching my member in the cleavage.

She took a deep breath before she pushed her breasts together and squeezed my shaft from each side. "Like this?"

I nodded and stroked her head. "You're doing great. Now lift them up and down. Smother it with your breasts. Don't worry, it won't hurt."

Bobbing up and down on her knees, her upper body gyrated back and forth, my cock squelching with precum as it penetrated through the slit her tits formed. I had a hard time focusing. Too much staring would have made me cum in seconds. I took only occasional glances, seeing the dedication on her face as she jerked me off, it was intoxicating. The softness smooshing my dick from front to back was like heaven.

I almost keeled over, steadying myself on Cassie's shoulders.

Her collar was as red as her face at this point and her breath blew warm wafts of air onto my lower belly. "It's so warm, so thick so... strong... Dramin, there's this tingling in my chest. Is that part of this practice?"

I moaned, hardly getting the answer out. "It's normal. I'm feeling you, and you're feeling me. We exchange pleasure this way. Plus, I can see your nipples rubbing together. That must be part of it. Gods, your breasts are... beautiful, Cassie. Dammit! I'm..."

I looked down too long. Seeing my cock just sliding in and out of her bust and leaving a slimy trail of liquid in her cleavage was enough to send me over the edge. I was way too sensitive to withstand the urge. Like a fountain, globs of cum launched from my loins and shot on top of her boobs.

Cassie shut her eyes as notable amounts of cum spurted up toward her face before dropping down again. A sizable pool formed in her cleavage, seeping into her skin and through the slit below. I felt the warm liquid seal the space around my cock.

At the sight of this, Cassie began to slow down, almost coming to a halt.

I gently touched her shoulder and as out of breath as I was, I pleaded to her. "Keep going, I'm fine."

She looked up, confused. "But... you just came."

"It's not enough. Please, keep stroking. I've got a lot more stored up. It might be even better now."

With renewed vigor she started pumping again, gyrating her tits around my member in interchanging rhythms. They slipped and slid around it, lubricated by the still wet cum. Cassie's breath tickled the head as it poked out from the top. "The smell... I could smell this forever."

"It's all yours, Cassie! I'll give you as much as you like. You can make me cum as many times as you want and make up for all the years I left you alone!"

"You mean it?" She asked hopefully, her body reacting in tandem by moving even faster.

"I'm not going to lose you again. I'll keep you happy! I'll be there whenever you need me from now on!"

Cassie was beaming, elated by my declaration. In her enthusiastic fervor, she sought to hide how happy she was by devoting herself even more to the tit job. "It's all mine..." She muttered to herself, looking down at the cock thrusting in between her breasts. As if by instinct, she lowered her face to it and opened her mouth, letting it pump into it whenever it came up. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, serving to guide my dick in between her lips.

Now along with the pleasure of her squishing, sloppy boobs, her mouth offered a wet warmth to the upper half of my member. Over and over I knocked against her gums as she dared to take me deeper. My hips instinctively moved in tandem with her rhythms, now effectively fucking her cleavage and mouth. My hips almost buckled at the unimaginable sensations.

A river of drool went down my shaft, mixing with the pool of cum underneath. The lewd, scandalous display was mind numbing. I was defiling this ancient Pharaoh, though at this point, I felt like I was on the same level as her, the way I never did all those years ago.

Maybe it was the fact that both of us, despite our royal background, could see each other in such a perverted states without judgment or shame, that made us so compatible. All I knew was that she was mine and I was hers.

As my cock started twitching, announcing yet another climax, Cassie popped her mouth off my tip. "Are you close, Dramin? I can feel it bulging. I can have it all right? You said it's all mine?"

"All of it, Cassie! Take it!"

She kept jerking me with her tits, smiling from ear to ear. "I will. I want it! Cum for me, my love!" After those words, she enthusiastically went back to sucking me off, slurping and licking all over the bare head of my dick.

I held on to both sides of her head, aiding my thrusts as I fucked her tits and mouth. I wanted to release all of it and make her swallow. It was pure debauchery, but it felt so incredibly good.

With how close I already was before, it didn't take long until I burst and released my seed into her welcoming lips. I was at the very back of her throat when I came again, shooting my load down into it. She looked strained, her eyes closed shut and her eyebrows tightening. Her tongue lapped up the trail of what was left and as I dragged back my cock, she suckled on its head until all was drained. She had barely spilled a drip of what I unleashed inside her.

The air was growing thick with the all smells mixing together; our sweat, the cum, the drool. It should have been off-putting, but instead it was arousing the both of us.

Cassie caught her breath before she looked down at my cock still very much erect and still sandwiched between her big breasts. "Why isn't it going down? Did I do bad?"

I shook my head as I pulled her back on her feet and into a kiss. I moved both hands underneath her butt and lifted her just high enough to fall onto the large queen sized bed with her with me on top and her pinned underneath me. "Actually, you may have done too good of a job. I'm not done yet and from the looks of it..." I slowly moved my hand down to her crotch, cupping the warm, bulging, wet folds that hid underneath her black panties. She yelped at the touch. "...neither are you."

She sheepishly averted her eyes in slight embarrassment but quickly looked up into my eyes in submission. "My body is yours to use as you please. It's the very least I owe you."

I took issue with that statement and went to clear the air immediately. "Cassie, I want one thing to be very clear: You don't owe me anything. Everything I've done, all the time I've waited to be with you again, was because of my love for you. I have had this emptiness inside of me for a very long time that could only be filled by you. And everything I'm doing now, is because I want to make a mess of you, see you moan for me, dig your nails into my back for all I care. Because you are the only woman I ever want to see in this state and I want to be the cause of it."

I reached out to her, combing back a lock of the hair beside her face. "I am lonely and lost without you, so I want to ask you now, not because of guilt or perceived debts, will you have me?"

All of her limbs coiled around me and pulled me into as close of a hug as her strength would allow her. Her grip was strong, clinging to every fiber of my being as she embraced me. Her hands rested on my back and her face in my shoulder as I calmly rubbed the back of her head. "Of course I will! I missed you! I missed you so much!" Her sentences were interrupted by muffled sobs and I could feel little spots of moisture where her face was. "I love you, Dramin! Please... never leave me again. I can't handle one more time without you!"

I cuddled her while she got all of the tears out. I wanted to get back to seeing her smile again. "Right now, I wouldn't want to be anywhere but here, Cassie. I think you've been waiting long enough." I said as I gently stripped her of her panties and tossed them off the bed. We were both stripped bare at this point, bar a few pieces of jewelry; her leg and arm braces and my rings and earrings. It would be enough.

She still clung to me as tightly as she could, her legs locked around my waist and her arms behind my back. I lined my painfully erect member up with her slit. It was ready to go, now more than ever. "Cassie, I'm going in, be ready, okay?"

"I'm always ready for you, Dramin." She reassured me with a smile and laid her head back onto the pillow while she held onto my upper arms.

Bit by bit, my cock's head pried open her folds, glistening with lubricating liquids and welcoming me home. Her pussy spread open as my unusually thick shaft squeezed its way in, grinding against all sides.

Cassie and I let out a few gasps and then an almost synced, long moan after which our hooded eyes locked onto each other and our lips shortly after. I let my hands glide all over her body. Her slim sides, her wide hips, all the way down to her smooth, silky thighs coiling around my hips. I experienced a sort of fullness I hadn't felt in quite a while, love, passion, desire. It all filled and fueled me.

I started pumping my hips, slowly beginning to fuck her. I was scared to go too hard to fast as I could have cum at any moment. But I wanted to savor this. Her flesh, her scent, her touch, everything. It wasn't just her pussy clinging to me that was arousing me, but also her breasts flattening against my chest and her tongue warping itself around mine.

The mattress rocked under the combined weight and movement of our bodies. My thrusts became more and more forceful, eager to enhance our pleasure. I grabbed her hips, gaining more grip and leverage as our groins collided.

I increased my speed until we could hear audible slapping noises at which point I got into a steady rhythm to gauge the perfect angles to hit.

In her moans, Cassie cried out instructions, spots she wanted me to hit. "That spot there, Dramin! The top! Right there!" And I was more than happy to oblige. I was worried I had gotten rusty over the years but with every cry of pleasure and erratic twitching of her body, that insecurity steadily faded.

When I ground against her inner walls, her fingertips jerked and dug into my upper arms. It was enough to leave tiny pressure spots all over them. I didn't mind, the feeling of her hanging onto me, actually made me feel like she depended on and trusted me with her body.

Our skin rubbed together as I kept thrusting. Her nipples especially, perky as they were, made themselves very noticeable, scraping across my chest. It tickled, sometimes even colliding with my own.

"You're so big! You still fit just as well as back then! I feel so full!" Cassie squealed, her eyes shut and quaking underneath the lids as loud gasps for air escaped her.

"You're the only woman I want to fit, Cassie. I'm so happy! Don't worry, I'll carve myself into you permanently. Your pussy will never be lonely again! I will make sure you're always full of me!" I declared those words to her, knowing full well I was getting close to cumming.

I pulled her body close to me, shoving my tongue into her mouth while she cradled my head. Our faces twitched and scrunched up as we let the cries of our climax echo in each other's mouths.

Her pussy clenched down, milking and locking my penis in place. I don't know how much I came, but the liquid had so little space that it filled the slits between my cock and her walls until a few droplets sputtered outside. A couple more thrusts pushed out even more, causing a puddle of cum to be formed on the sheets.

We couldn't keep kissing at this point; we needed room to breathe and broke from each other. I was drinking in the precious air as my skin was glistening with sweat both from the physical exhaustion and the shared heat between us. No matter how cold it was inside the palace before, now the air was musty and damp.

I checked up on Cassie but she was struggling to keep it together as much as I was, plopping her head down onto the pillow, letting her sweat-drenched hair splay out onto it. Her midriff was still jerking around in the aftermath of her orgasm. It was a wonderful thing to see and even in this state I though that there couldn't be a more beautiful woman in the worldd

There was just one issue that kind of marred the moment.

Cassie's eyes slowly opened into narrow slits as she noticed it as well. "It's... still not going down? Have you really been holding in that much?"

I embarrassingly shrugged my shoulders an guiltily averted my eyes. "I'm sorry. I wish I could say I haven't. Do you think you can go for one more round?"

She seemed unsure but smiled at me reassuringly. "I'm seeing this through to the very end no matter what. Together, all the way, right?"

I grabbed her hand and kissed it as a grin crossed my lips. "All the way to the end of time." With her hand resting in mine, I hatched a perverted plan for our next and presumably last session. "Actually, I haven't taught you anything about human society in a while and it seems now is one of the best times to make you familiar with another aspect of it."

She raised an eyebrow but was morbidly curious. "What are we doing then?"

"Give me your other hand."

She hesitantly did so and elegantly placed both of her hands in mine. I raised them over her head and cast a minor binding spell. Rings of light formed around her wrists and bound her to the head end of the bed.

She struggled a little bit in bewilderment but ultimately couldn't shake off her magical shackles. "You're... what are you doing? I can't move!"

"That's the point. Humans have discovered that being restrained during sex, can be very arousing to both parties. Think of this as an attempt to test this theory." I lifted her legs up to her chest, not only squeezing the lips of her pussy together, but also flattening her tits underneath her thighs. I hunched over her holding her legs in position by the neck of her knees.

I looked deep into her eyes as I loomed over her. "You trust me, right?"

"You're about the only man I can say that about."

"Good... good." I smiled to myself, savoring those words. "This position... it's known among people as the piledriver position. It's believed that... it's the best position to perceive a child."

"What?" She went flush from ear to ear.

"I...it's just a rumor of course but... I want you to know that if it should come to it, I will take responsibility."

Cassie didn't know how to react and instead just nodded, smiling to herself.

It was enough of a sign to me. She understood my sentiment. I leaned down and just left a quick pec on her lips, signaling to her that I was about to start. I pointed my cock downwards, piercing her folds once more and reentering the tunnel that still maintained my shape from before. It was sticky yet well lubricated, making penetration smooth and easy.

Before I knew it, I had reached the deepest depths, only being stopped by her cervix. I was crushing her body underneath me, yet there seemed to be no sign of pain on her face. Having made sure of exactly that, I started fucking her, crashing into her hips from above. My muscles were aching and hot, but I wasn't going to let that stop me. I was determined to make this final round the penultimate climax for both me and her.

My balls slapped against her ass, making a loud smacking sound each time as I went in to the hilt. It was as if I could go deeper than before in this position so I took full advantage of that fact, making use of every inch.

The tip of my head kept kissing the entrance to her womb over and over, pulling a sticky string of my fluids and hers every time I pulled back. With her legs dangling in the air, they couldn't hold my hips in place, meaning more room to maneuver for me.

Cassie's face was filled with frustration, yet intense pleasure. "What is this? I want to touch you! I want to touch you so bad! But why is it so good?"

I kept fucking her, tickling her sides and leaning down to kiss her neck. "It's your senses Cassie. When you can't feel anything in one place, you're going to feel it all the more in others. You can't distract yourself from the pleasure by gripping or clinging onto something anymore, meaning the only thing you can focus on... is me."

Her mind went hazy and her eyes visibly distant. She just kept staring at me, yet her eyes were almost vacant. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as her bound hands kept rattling the headboard. Her body almost disappeared in the mattress, being pounded into it.

I was in a daze myself, lusting over her body even more than before. Seeing her this defenseless, she could do nothing as I used my tongue and dragged it not only her neck, but also glided it over her shoulders, past her smooth, slightly salty armpits and finally down to her breast which I latched onto as I drilled into her pussy.

Her ass rippled whenever I slammed into it and her pussy was positively overflowing with a mixture of our juices. A fine trail of these liquids flowed in both directions, onto her belly and over her puckering asshole.

"I love you, Cassie! I love you so fucking much! Take it! Take all of my cock!" I cried out in ecstasy.

Drool was leaking out of her mouth and despite her delirious state, she understood me clearly and shot me a mindless smile. "Of course! I love you too, Dramin! Give it to me! I'll be a good girl and keep it all in!"

I sped up my thrusts, almost afraid I'd snap her legs out of their sockets. I was so forceful yet I couldn't stop going harder and harder. My balls were already aching to cum one last time and were not letting me stop before I did. I was edging closer and closer towards the inevitable climax even though I wished I could have gone on forever.

I looked down at Cassie. With how pinned down she was, she could hardly move but it was the perfect position for her to watch the spot where we were connected. She could plainly watch her pussy being spread open and pounded repeatedly, watching the droplets of her own liquids being splattered about by my colliding crotch. The entire area around the end of my shaft and the lips of her pussy were glistening with moisture.

I couldn't bear it any longer. My hips were starting to go weak and my shaft was pulsing, ready to ejaculate. "Cassie! I can't take it anymore! I'm cumming!"

"Together! Together, please!" She pleaded, jutting her face forward, in panic that either of us would be cumming on their own. It was so cute, that I couldn't resist hugging and kissing her again and again as we edged closer to our orgasm.

I felt her walls clamp down on my shaft. A sign to me that I could stop holding back and release my seed. I went balls deep one more time, forcing my cum into her womb to the point of overfilling it. I could feel the excess cum force its way past my cock, sputtering out of her pussy and adding to the lake of liquids.

Her back arched, pushing up against me as we clung to each other's lips as if our lives depended on it.

After a good minute of tension, we slowly relaxed and our muscles settled. The last bit of burning breath left our lungs and we collapsed. I lost my grip on her legs, letting them rest on each side of me again. With my cock finally settling down as well, the wave of cum it plugged up finally had a way to escape and flowed from her slit. Once I had fully pulled out, I broke down onto her, embracing her body and cuddling her from the side. With my consciousness slowly fading, the binding spell fizzled out as well, finally giving her body a rest. We still heard each other's heavy breath yet had no energy left to look at each other. The world around us was turning black and we slipped off into the darkness.

I don't remember how long we laid there unconscious, but after what must have been several hours, we found ourselves enjoying the cool evening air on the balcony together. It was a clear night, the stars shining just as bright as the full moon. We were standing at the balustrade of the balcony, stargazing. We were loosely dressed, me just having my robe hang from my shoulders and her using a blanket cover as a mantle. Cassie's head rested on my shoulder as she held onto my arm.

"Darling..."

"Yeah?"

She just giggled in response. "Nothing, I just wanted to say it once. I never thought I'd become this simple of a woman. Just calling you as my husband even though you aren't... I don't know. It somehow makes me happy."

I pulled her closer and caressed her upper arm. "You can call me that all you want. It already feels kind of natural. And besides... maybe you can call me that properly from now on."

She weakly craned her head to look at me. "What did you say?"

I gazed down at her, hugging her to my chest as I maintained eye contact. "The people of Kezzat have been waiting for a long time for me to find them a Queen. I can't imagine anyone else filling that seed. We've been apart long enough, so I want to make it official that I don't plan on ever leaving you again."

She was so warm as she leaned into me. "But... what about your people? Do you think they'll accept me?"

I wrapped my hands around her lower back and leaned down close enough for our lips to almost touch. "I'm certain they will love you just as much as I do. We'll figure it out. We've overcome everything else so far." I chuckled, kissing her on the lips as I held her curvy frame. "Cassie, will you be my Queen?"

Her eyes were moist with tears of joy as she clung to me. She giggled, interrupted by a few sniffles. "I felt like I already was."

And so, our kingdoms became one this night. We held each other for quite a while longer while in the distance, from the direction of Kezzat, fireworks were shot into the sky. The lights marked the beginning of my birth year, and illuminated our balcony.

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