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Walking out of the cabin, princess carefully followed her captain. Her eyes filled with fright and soon in horror at the scenery that was happening right over board on land.
Morocco was in the middle of the carnage caused by its Emperors. Wanda looked all across the land as far as she could see, everywhere just dead bodies of fallen black, tawnies and mulattoes. Blood spreading over the ground had spilled into water and further into sea. And those who lived so far were either fighting for their lives or-when they spotted the vessel of Negro captain-they started to get themselves on board.
Within couple of seconds a small group of blacks crawled on board, and started slaying every pirate who came to their way. As they were greedy, they took all the jewels and money.
Suddenly the vessel abruptly hit the reef by the shore, that everyone who was standing until now fell to ground including the moors. All women squealed at the sudden hit, and lurch of the ship.
Wanda laid on the ground until her captain lifted her by gentle, but ever so firm grip on her wrist, picking her up on her feet. She immediately wrapped her arms around his muscular one, looking down on the main deck, where just now broke ungodly tussle over the serving maids and Princess of Palestrina herself.
Wanda saw how one Moor grabbed at her mother's arm, and one pirate gripped at her ankle. Another one tugged harshly at her hair and the fourth hefty man seized her thigh. Neither one wanted to let go, and as they were like animals fighting for the privilege to have her on his own, they tore her brutally in four pieces.
Wanda's mouth fell widely open in despise and sorrow, her eyes filled with painful tears, and she quickly turned her head away, sobbing to her palm at the scenery and at the feeling of loss, she can never get back.
She just saw the death of her mother. The Princess of Palestrina, holiness herself, and kindest mother was torn in four pieces by the brute strength of four beasts, each of them different faction.
Trembling Wanda had a lot to do to not fall back to ground and stay there. Tears wildly escaping her eyes, and covering her alabaster skin. Her knees felt weak, and she wasn't able to perceive to the rest of the horrors that were happening on the main deck. She sobbed so heavily, her stomach made a flip at the picture in her mind, and her body started to give away, when her captain caught her in his arms.
Without a single word, he ran with her behind the rudder, and the moment he put her back on her feet, he pulled out his sword he had pinned on his belt.
,,Whatever happens, stay behind me,'' he said with his husky voice, but his eyes were filled with something Wanda couldn't quite select. It was emotion.
Nodding faintly, Wanda gasped loudly, and captain turned to see one tawnie right in front of him, and just at the moment he made a first swish with his own sword, captain brutally stabbed him with his own, and threw him over board into sea, which became more filled with blood, then with salt water.
Like this Negro beat every single man, that stepped in his way and wanted to take young princess from him. He saw the heaps of corpses on the main deck, and on the shore, and another heaps of Moors climbing on the ship.
Grabbing Wanda's hand, he made his way with his sword through the animalistic creatures, who called themselves men. Taking Wanda back on his arms, he jumped with her into water, and right away swam to the shore, letting her and himself take a breath, before another several tawnies ran straight at him.
As he said, as he promised, he protected his frightened milky white diamond to his last breath, and last bits of strength.
Earning lots of scar marks over his arms and chest during the fight, he fell exhausted at the end of the carnage on his back on the deadly silent shore. Wanda immediately crawled on her knees to him, crying, when he caressed her cheek, and swept few of her long brown curls, that were no longer in a bun, behind her ear.
She only now noticed the great slit, cut right on his muscular stomach. Her hands covered in blood when she tried to stop his bleeding, but he held her hands away, and breathed ,,Run…run away as far as you can…I'm sorry, princess.''
And just as his eyes closed, the shore became silent as never with the dead spreading all around.
Wanda cried for her captain, for all her women of honor, and mainly for her poor mother.
Her heart was beating like a race, and she couldn't calm down, but she needed to get away. Taking the rest of her strength and sanity, young maiden crawled over all the dead, torn bodies, half washing herself through the water. Every following step she felt weaker, but she never turned back, though tears were streaming from her eyes.
Only when she reached a desolate shallow, where sand was warm, and water crystal clear, she crawled herself to the shade of a massive palm tree. Falling exhausted to the ground, being overwhelmed by grief, despair and horror, her eyes fell closed heavily and she blacked out.
Her mind was full of different emotions, and Wanda herself was hovering between life and death.
Only when she felt a sudden touch on her thighs, she came back from unconsciousness. She felt the weight atop her body, moving over her, exploring her. Weakly opening her eyes, she had to blink for couple of times before her vision cleared, and she gazed straight into two sky blue orbs.
They were beautiful, and they belonged to a handsome white man who was astride her, looking if she's dead or alive. When he saw her beautiful chocolate orbs looking up at him, he couldn't deny a smile. And not only that. He leaned down to her, and kissed the fair maiden.
And as his lips met hers, he gave the most heartfelt sigh of pure agony. And only when he drew slightly back he muttered between his white teeth in his native language ,,How maddening at this moment to be a eunuch…''
Wanda was suddenly delighted to hear Italian speak, and she softly missed her Duke to whom this language wasn't foreign. The Duke who wouldn't want her by now anyway. At that moment all her memories flooded up in her mind, and she sniffed.
Slowly reaching with her palm up to the eunuch, caressing his smooth cheek she muttered, her voice nothing more but a whisper ,,There are far greater misfortunes in the world, than what you complain of my dear…''
,,What happened to you, beautiful ? How did you get in here ?'' he talked sweetly, his voice one of the loveliest Wanda had ever heard.
Shortly she explained to him, what happened in last past hours to her, her mother and her protector, before she fainted again due her weak body, and senses overwhelmed by crystal clear pictures of events that she described.
But the eunuch didn't hesitate, and softly, very carefully lifted up the maiden, and in his arms he carried her away from the shore to nearby cottage, where he'd lived.
,,You need rest, my beautiful. Be sure you are safe in here,'' he cooed, when she started to waken again with sobs. He gently put her down on his own bed, and covered her with sheets.
Letting her sleep, he prepared the little of food he had for his own. He laid down on bed with her, gently hugging the tiny fairy in his arms, to give her the feel of protection. He waited for hours, until she woke up, he presumed she didn't slept in weeks.
When her eyes finally started to open, and her chocolate orbs looked up towards her savior, her beautiful ruby lips formed a way more beautiful smile.
Eunuch smiled down at her, and caressed her alabaster cheek again. Only then he gave her the room to eat something, and drink.
Sitting beside her on bed, when she finished, he hugged her gently again.
,,Thank you,'' Wanda caressed his hand around her, leaning in his chest, and giving in the comforting sound of his heartbeat.
,,May I tell you, I have never seen anything so perfectly beautiful as you are,'' he smiled down at her, and Wanda nearly blushed. To hear such words after brutal pirates, and Moors attack, she felt heavenly. But he continued in caressing her.
His fingers danced across her neck, very lightly-almost ticklishly-trailed down over her collarbone, and between her wonderfully shaped swells adorned with two rosy peaks. Teasing his way down her taut young body, her skin so silken to his touch, he was afraid if he touched her even a slightest bit stronger, she would vanish between his fingers.
Glazing his hand back up her body, fondling her on his way to her shoulder, before he hugged her gently, carefully back to his chest and whispered to her long brown curly hair ,,And I have never so much regretted my loss…''
,,Who did that to you anyway ?'' Wanda softly sniffed in compassion for his loss, and his desire he couldn't extinguish.
Eunuch narrowed above her, so he could easily look in her eyes, while he kept caressing her side and her stomach, making her relax after quite long time.
,,I was born at Naples,'' he smiled, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss at maiden's forehead, making her eyes flutter from such tenderness she was just receiving. ,,There they make eunuchs of thousands of children every year…some die of the operation, and some acquire voices far beyond the most tuneful of your ladies.''
Wanda softly smiled, caressing his cheek, listening to every his word.
,,The others are sent to govern states and empires. I underwent this operation very successfully, and I was one of the singers in the Princess of Palestrina's chapel,'' he explained to Wanda his past life.
But at the moment he said "Princess of Palestrina", Wanda's heart raced again, and her eyes widened as she let out softly astonished ,,My mother's chapel…''
Eunuch widened his eyes now too, confused asking quickly ,,The Princess of Palestrina is your mother ?!'' He cried, bursting into a sudden flood of tears as he swept her curls off her face ,,Is it possible you were the beautiful young princess whom I had the care of bringing up till she was six years old, and who at that tender age promised to be as fair as I now behold you ?''
Wanda harshly nodded through her sobs, and pulled her Eunuch into another hug ,,Yes, it is me…I am the same.''
It took a while, before they stopped weeping for such fortunate reunion.
Wanda smiled as Eunuch wiped off her face the pearls of tears as she tried to spoke with her trembling voice ,,My mother lies about a hundred yards from here...torn in pieces and buried under a heap of dead bodies...'' A dreadful shiver ran down her spine after her words.
Eunuch nodded, hugger her tighter to himself, now without any fear, she needed his comfort. He cooed softly, to stop her crying, and only when she slightly eased to his chest, he muttered to her hair ,,You were right. Your loss is far worse than mine, and I'm so sorry….''
Wanda nodded, looking up at him, feeling his protective hand on her back, stroking her cherishingly, she couldn't help herself. She cupped his cheek when his blue eyes looked in her chocolate ones, and before he could say anything, she leaned in and kissed him deeply, lovingly, to give him the least she could in repay to his generosity and gentleness towards her.
He moaned to her mouth, when her soft tongue glazed over his with such passion and sensuality, and her body clutched to his so softly, her curves brushed over his clothed chest, if he wasn't eunuch, the tiniest of his hair on the back of his neck wouldn't be the only thing standing.
,,I am sorry for your loss,'' Wanda whispered to his lips, before she looked in his eyes, and then buried her face in the crook of his neck, plating there a soft kiss, nuzzling to his skin.
She very quickly related to him all that had befallen her. In repay he suffused her with more food and water, also more of his gentle care and stories of his adventures throughout the years.
,,I had been sent to the court of the King of Morocco by a Christian prince to conclude a treaty with the monarch,'' blue eyed smiled at Wanda, who was sitting on a chair dressed in his blue shirt, chewing bread and listening to him with interest. ,,In consequence of which I was to be furnished with military stores, and ships to destroy the commerce of other Christian governments…'' he poured her a glass of milk and gave it to her with smile, pouring himself one too, before he sat beside her.
,,Did you succeed ?'' Wanda asked, before gulping mouthful of milk.
,,Well I have executed my commission,'' Eunuch nodded with smile, looking over fair princess. He watched her for a moment, before he uttered ,,I am going to take ship at Ceuta…and I'll take you along with me to Italy.''
After those words Wanda's eyes shinned with happiness, and her heart filled with hope.
Eunuch offered to her his truest, but humblest smile ,,Ma che sciagura d'essere senza coglioni…''
Wanda smiled, reaching her hand for his and caressing the back of his palm with her thumb ,,I like you even without your demonstration of power…you are still that handsome man to whom I promised to be fair.''
,,And you are still that young princess whose charms took my breath away,'' he smiled, and Wanda could see how he literally blushed, when she squeezed his hand slightly tighter in hers. ,,I will take you to Italy,'' he nodded determined, and Wanda couldn't wait any longer, she stood up and sat in his lap, thanking him abruptly, tears of joy overfilling her eyes and falling down on his chest as she hugged him, receiving alike response from her handsome Eunuch.