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What's Done In The Dark: The King's Concubine

Dear Diary 2

Standing before the door that would lead her to face the king of her country, Serena wiped any trace of tears, took a deep breath and with courage born of desperation knocked on the door.

"Who knocks?" the voice sent a dark shiver down her spine. It was the voice of the ocean eyes man, the one who held her heart in a confusing dance of want, need and fear. Was he there with the king? She relaxed a little at the thought; maybe with him there she might get away as soon as she delivered the drink.

"I come to deliver some wine by Mr. Adam's request Your Majesty." She answered with a bit more power in her voice. For a while there was no reply and Serena wondered if she had come at an inappropriate time.

The man on the other hand was hyperventilating. What the heck was she coming to his room for so late in the night?! Did she have no sense of preservation!? After calming down the flitter of triumph that had sparked in him at her gentle voice, he sat on his bed in the darkest shadow. He had come with the purpose of bedding her but he was starting to second guess such a fool hardy situation. He was sure that if he lay with her one time, then his needs and infatuation would pass. It always has so she would be no different! With this thought firmly rooted in his subconscious, he lifted his head to the door.

"Enter."

Serena sighed and pushed the door open half way and entered. For a minute she blinked, she couldn't see anyone.

"Your Majesty?" she asked timidly.

"How may I be of service?" the voice was amused. She turned with a startled expression to the dark corner of canopy king sized bed encased in a mosquito netting.

"Oh, My apologies." She said quickly with a blush. It was still the voice she recognized belonging to the man that fantasized her dreams.

"Nothing to apologize for." There was a small table by the foot of the bed, there she sat the drink and poured the wine halfway of the wine glass.

"This wine is made of the finest qualities. My Lady says that it is transported straight from Germany where the grapes are as sweet and big as a fisted hand." She babbled on. The darkness in the room, the voice of the man and the king she had yet to meet were all working on her nerves.

"I see Mr. Adams wishes to please me. Tell me my dear, what is your name?" he asked as if he didn't know.

"It's Serena…um…Sir."

"Sir?"

"Well I was supposed to deliver the drink to his majesty but you are the one here instead of him. Have I come to the wrong room?" she asked in confusion. He blinked then he burst out laughing. His throaty voice sent shivers of excitement through her, how would it feel to be held by him while he laughed? The idea of it overwhelmed.

"My dear Serena, I am the king." He said and the glass slid from her hands and dropped to the floor, shattering into pieces. She snapped out of her shocked state and immediately bent to pick the pieces up.

The king watched her with concern. Was it wrong for him to be the king?

"Ouch!" a cut from a piece of the shattered glass echoed a sound of pain for her lips. Seconds later her hand was being sucked on gently by the king. He was surprised at his actions; the violent worry of his emotions had made him react at a speed that should not be possible for any human being. Wasn't she just another girl who would relieve him of his needs? So then why had her distressed cry of pain made him want to shield her? She stared at him in surprise and blushed to the root of her hair. The king, the man she had been fantasizing about was gently sucking on her pricked finger and it was making her legs shake. Finally unable to take the shock her body slumped forward and he gently caught her in his big strong arms. He held her to him as her breath caught in her throat, none moved.

"You are the king?" she asked softly.

"Yes, is it bad?" he whispered. She shook her head and moved out of his arms, her own hands holding his arm. She looked up at him with pained eyes. She had been making love to her married king in her dreams night after night. How it hurt knowing now that she was out of his reach forever, further away than ever.

"I'm sorry." She whispered in a voice thick with unjust tears. It wasn't fair, how had she come to fall in love with the most unavailable man in the whole world?!

"For what?" he asked as he stood up. She said nothing and picked up the remaining pieces of the glass, planning to have another servant girl come and finish the job. She picked up the wine and the tray and began walking out of the room but as she reached the door she stopped with her back still turned to him.

"For loving someone I can never have." She said and left the room, closing the door gently behind her.

It too a minute for what she had said to sink into his brain but when it did, he lost control and reason. He burst out of his room and followed the sound of receding footsteps. Further ahead he saw her turn the corner and her run to catch up to her. the swinging of a door gave him directions to the girl he was searching from and when her entered the swinging door, he found her sitting on a long bench like chair with a long table in front of her. Her head rested on the table and tiny noises came from her as her body racked with sobs. The scene was so heartbreaking that he placed his hand on his chest. On silent feet he walked to her side and slid his hands down her waist. She jerked up but as her face turned to his, he crushed her mouth in a demanding kiss.

One of his hands hastened to her neck, caressing the exposed area before sliding his other hand down her shirt to her breast. As soon as his fingers touched her breasts, her body jerked up in response and her arms automatically coming around his neck on its own. As soon as his lips had touched hers, she had lost all reasoning and forgotten every thing her parents had taught her in regards to have affairs with married men, forget it being her king. His hands worked around her body, pushing away her garments hastily as his erections stood up at attention. They did not hear the approaching footstep until whomever it was spoke.

"Is anyone here?" the voice penetrated their passion and they hid under the table. The owner of the voice, a heavy set woman walked in and they held their breath for absolute silence.

"I could have sworn I heard some moaning or other." She said with the full thickness of their language and Serena blushed ashamedly at the moan which most likely came from her.

"Oh well." The woman said and retreated from the kitchen. They waited for a few more minutes and when they were sure the coast was clear they merged out. Serena turned her head away.

What was she doing with her king?!? He was married for Christ sake! But he feels so good! She thought and gasped in horror at her thoughts. The king watched her, saw the shock setting in her system and his eyes narrowed. As hard as he was, he was not going to let her get away! He walked to her; pulling her body to him and making her bottom feel the erection of his groin. Her eyes widened in shock. He begun massaging her breasts and she gasped at the pleasure he was giving her.

"Your Majesty…" she gasped his name out and he placed his lips to her ears.

"Darien, call me Darken."

"But…"

"No buts! I will be rather unhappy if you don't." he told her and she moaned as he began rubbing his groin down her buttock.

"Your majesty, this…this is wrong!" she said as she ripped herself from his grasp. The two stared at each other in silence.

"Do you know what you do to me?" he asked softly as he toke a step toward her. She shook her head in fear and backed up with every step he takes.

"For months I have been aching with needs that you have put in me and nothing I do can satisfy it. From the moment I met you I have fantasized about you, needed you and craved for you. Have you any idea how painful it is? How rigid my groin becomes sometimes with just a memory flash of you? Only you can satisfy me, I only need you." By this time he had backed her to a corner and she was trembling.

"Your Maj…"

"Darien!" he snapped and she gasped in fear. He closed his eyes briefly and took deep even breaths. It was no good, he needed her but where they were would not allow it.

"I will wait for you tomorrow night at the ruins. It will just be me and you, I swear you to silence and you must come. Should you disobey my orders, there will be much sorrow in your life." He said and took her face gently in his hands. She knew he meant his words though his actions were so gentle. He kissed her, pouring in her all the burning passion in him and left her staggering to the floor and with a satisfied smirk and still aching erection removed himself to his room. He would have to pleasure himself for the night but tomorrow would begin something neither he nor she would be able to take back. On the floor Serena cried, it was as if she knew what was in her future. It was too let, things were set in motion and she had no choice but to join the ride. She cried then for all she knew she was about to lose, never once giving thoughts to what she could gain in return!

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Should Serena go to the Ruin to meet the king?...ANSWER AT THE POLL...THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE DETERMINED BY THE POLL!

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I know it's really short....but believe me...the ideas are now starting to put themselves together...i feel that if i rush this story i will not produce you with a very entertaining story. This might be the last short chapter...i will try to lengthen the rest from now on..thank you for your understanding!

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