The Story Teller Chapter 22, a biker mice from mars fanfic

Chapter 21: Christmas Fun

Throttle awoke to the sun light trickling into the room. Lucky for him, his back was to the sun. He heard a low grown and felt the smooth softness of female body laying next to him. Looking down, he saw Charley's auburn tresses splayed out across the pillow behind her. He felt her leg between his legs, one of her arms tossed around his waist, and her head on his arm.

Leaning over, he kissed her on the cheek and watched as her thick lashes slowly opened up to reveal her happy blue-green eyes. She smiled as she looked up at him and snuggled closer into his embrace. She felt one of his hands massaging her lower back before allowing his fingers to trace a sensual line to the curve of her hip, pulling her closer to him and allow her to feel the evidence of his desire.

"Merry Christmas, sweetheart" her murmured into her the gentle curve of her neck before nibbling her sensitive skin.

"Merry Christmas to you too, darling" she groaned as her body bent to his will.

She felt him gently move her onto her back and the blankets being pushed out of the way. His hands moved over her silky, satiny flesh, stroking and teasing her. Charley's breath quickened with yearning as the tip of Throttle's tongue brushed against her throat.

Then, he took her mouth by storm and engulfed her in his muscled arms. She trembled with readiness as she felt the probing of his manhood at the juncture of her thighs, then arched and cried out as he drove in, swiftly and surely, his body soon moving against hers.

She absorbed his bold thrusts, his lips drugging her, the intoxication of his kiss, and the caress of his hands, causing her to be overcome by an unbearable, sweet agony that was pressing in on her heart.

When he slithered his lips down her neck, and he flicked a tongue around one nipple, and then the other, she gave herself up to the ecstasy. She clung to him, her fingers grasping his golden hair and then trailed down his furry back. Then she splayed her fingers against his buttocks and wrapped her legs around his waist and thrust her pelvis toward him, drawing him more deeply into her. He pressed endlessly deeper, his mouth moving back to her lips, their tongues tangling through parted lips. Tremors cascaded down Charley's legs.

Throttle paused and looked at her, their eyes locked in an unspoken understanding, and the promise of rapture.

Then Throttle gathered Charley to him, feeling the pleasure mounting within him, ready to go over the edge.

One last, deep plunge inside her, and the spinning sensation rose up and flooded him. He felt the intensity of his passion exploding through every cell of his body.

A surge of tingling heat spread though Charley. Her head rolled and she emitted a cry of joy as the fire began exploding within her.

Afterward, they clung to each other, breathing hard, sweating pearling on her skin and his fur was mildly damp.

"I love you, Charley" Throttle finally admitted as he brushed a damp, errant lock of hair away from her face.

"And I love you, Throttle" Charley finally admitted as she kissed his chest.

"We better get dressed and act like we really want to be a part of the festivities" Throttle chuckled as he sat up on the edge of the bed.

"And, we also need to get cleaned up" she chuckled as she moved over to knee behind him and wrap her arms around his shoulders, nibbling on his ear and neck.

"If you keep that up, we won't be doing anything more than me mating with you again. Not that it would be a big deal for me and apparently you as well" he chuckled as he felt the gentleness of her caresses. He couldn't believe that she was causing him to become aroused again, even though they had just finished mating. Twice this morning.

"You're right. Would you like me to help you get washed up?" she chuckled as she slowly got out of bed and sauntered her naked body to be directly in front of him, causing him to look up and smile.

"You're being very naughty this morning. I think you might find a lump of coal in your stocking" he chuckled as he continued to look over the beautiful female who had given herself to him this morning.

"I know but, you still haven't answered my question" she gave him a very sassy smile as she waited for him to gain some composure.

"Yes but, no funny business" he chuckled he he followed her into the bathroom, got the bath started and they both sat down in the massive tub together. Holding onto to each as though they would never see each other again.

P.O.V.

As Carbine sat on her bed, she over heard Throttle and Charley's laughter in his bathroom. She seethed with rage at the thought of the human female having her way Throttle. She couldn't believe that Charley would even dare to mate with a spoken for male. But, she also couldn't believe that he would even insist on making a human female his concubine.

She had overheard them early this morning when they finally made their way back to the castle. She recalled their passionate moans and groans. She knew that Throttle had mated with Charley and that she had enjoyed the sensation of it all.

That was the final straw in Carbine's book. She planned on making sure that Charley would never have Throttle. Even if it meant breaking all the laws and going against what she had been ordered to do. She had every intention of making Throttle her own and was not about to allow some pathetic human take what was hers.

Tossing the covers aside and then throwing them onto the floor, she got out of bed and went to her bedroom door. Opening it, she saw two new guards posted outside her door. They barely even gave her a second glance as she glared at them.

"Where's my breakfast? I demand it to be brought to my room" she growled and then slammed her door. She heard one of them relay the message to one of the servants, who quickly made her way to inform the cook of her demands.

Walking into her bathroom, she turned on the bath water and pour some fragrant bath salts into the hot water. She planned to lure Throttle into her web of sensuality by using every trick that she could think of to make him want her over Charley.

As the bath began to fill, she walked over to her closet and rummaged through all her dresses, tossing each and every one of them either onto the bed or down onto the floor. She wanted to wear the perfect dress that would compliment her figure and make any hot blooded male desire her. She finally found the perfect dress at the back of her closet. She decided to wear a long and very tight, scarlet red, strapless dress that had trumpet style ruffles from the hips down.

"Who is it?" she shouted as she laid the elegant flock on the back of her vanity chair.

"Your breakfast, Princess Carbine" came the sound of Franny's voice from behind the door.

"Well, don't just stand there. Bring me my meal!" she sharply ordered and watched as the old mouse opened the door and a younger female brought her meal into the room, placing the silver tray on onto the vanity.

"Will there be anything else, Princess?" Franny was probably one of the few individuals who wasn't afraid to stand her ground against the rude young female.

"That will be all, for now. I will require assistance after my meal and bath" Carbine stated as she walked over to her meal, tea with cheese croissants, her personal favorite dish.

"I'll send someone up with fresh towels" Franny calmly stated as she ushered for the young female to follow her out before Carbine had any other ideas.

Carbine watched as the two women left, Franny slamming the door behind her. She growled at the old woman's arrogance and audacity. She knew once she was crowned Queen, she would rid herself of the meddlesome woman.

After finishing her meal, she stripped out of her nightgown, tossed it onto all the clean clothes from her closet, and sat down in her bath. Her anger against Charley burned hotter than the bath water. She groaned when she heard a knock on Throttle's door and felt as though this was further humiliation against her.

P.O.V.

"Good morning, Throttle. Charley" Franny smiled as she walked into his bedroom and saw that Charley was wearing one of his frilly poet shirts while Throttle wore only a pair of black silk boxers.

"What are you smiling about, Miss Franny?" Throttle asked when he noticed the head housekeeper's broad smile as she placed a large tray of food onto the bed.

"It's about time" Franny said as she gave Throttle a warm hug.

"I'll go get your dress and help you get ready" Franny nodded to Charley, knowing that there was really no way for the young girl to sneak out of the room without being caught.

"Thank you Franny. You really are the best" Charley smiled, blush lightly tinting her cheeks as she ate a crumpet.

"I know I am. Now, you two had best start acting like you're getting ready for public consumption" she cheerfully stated as she left the room and went to grab all of Charley's items for the day, all the while she was humming a happy tune.

"Throttle?" Charley softly questioned as she watched him get dressed in very regal attire for meeting all the noble lords and ladies of Mars.

As always, while he was at the palace, he had to dress like a nobleman, Which meant he had to always look his best. Today he chose to dress in an attractive emerald-green jacket that was a classic renaissance-era style, and was obviously hand-crafted from the highest quality, rich antique velvet fabric. It was unlike typical velvet fabrics, this velvet fabric was lusterless. Gold lace trim decorated the front, back, shoulders, collar, and cuffs of this jacket. There were also gold buttons, which matched the gold trim perfectly. The sleeves of the jacket were full-length and fitted to the arm. They ended in cuffs decorated with additional gold buttons and matching lace trim. The jacket came to barely above the knees and was fully lined in matching satin. Under the jacket he wore a white shirt underneath and a pair of emerald-green knee-breeches.

For shoes, he ended up choosing a pair of comfortable looking boots. The stylish looking boots were perfect for wearing all day. They were a folded over cuff, mahogany-brown leather boots with lace down the sides for a custom fit. They were ornamented with a contrasting toe cap, back seam, and fleur-de-lis accents, giving these boots an elegant style. The leather featured a distressed look for an amazing addition to his outfit.

"Yes, gorgeous" he looked over at Charley, looking so small in one of his over-sized shirts. She was sitting on the bed, her long red hair cascading sensually all around her as she sipped on some tea.

"I wish things could be different for us" she gave him a ghost of a smile as she placed her empty cup on his nightstand and pulled her knees up to her chin.

"Me to. But, I promise you, all the memories we've made together will always be right here in my heart" he said as he sat on the edge of the bed and took one of her hands to lay on his chest.

"Same here. These past few weeks have been the most wonderful time of my life, especially in the last four years" she sniffled as she laid her head on his shoulder as his tail wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his arms.

"I know you're right about that" he began to say. "Make me a promise sweetheart."

"What kind of promise?" she inquired as she looked up at him through slightly bloodshot eyes.

"That if you're..." he began to say but, couldn't get the words out through his own sadness.

"I promise to let you know" she hadn't even thought about that early this morning but, it was a sobering thought that she could be carrying the son or daughter of a prince after being intimate.

"Don't tell me in person. Send a letter. I don't trust but a few individuals and I would rather the child be raised outside of the palace. Free from all of this. I make this vow that I will do my part to look after you" he said as he took the hand on his chest and brought it to his mouth, placing a gentle kiss on her palm.

"I promise" she whispered, tilting her head and kissing him soundly on the mouth.

"Alright you two love birds, Throttle, your mother is asking for you. Charley, my dear, I need to help you get ready for the day's festivities" Franny, as usual, had no problems giving orders to Throttle. She held Charley's dress and shoes in her arms.

Charley's dress was an under dress and an over dress. The under dress is made out of a blue satin silk, with ethereal chiffon over it, the overdress is light crushed velvet. The bodice was made of the same blue satin silk and covered with soft Rosebud Lace. The bodice had medieval braids making the cross around them which continued to the back of the body in a very flattering V. There was also a lovely lace border which acted as the trim to the open V shaped back. The skirt of the under dress was made of sky blue satin with ethereal chiffon overlaying it. Its sleeves were delicately beaded and had embroidered lace. For shoes, Franny brought in a matching pair of low heels that were made out of the same material as her dress for a perfect match.

"Yes ma'am" Throttle chuckled as swiftly bent down to pick up Charley's necklace and then handed it to her. He figured she would want to wear it this evening.

"Thank you" she whispered as she held the box to her chest and smiled as she watched Throttle leave the room.

"Come on, Miss Charlene. Let's get you ready. Guests will be arriving in about an hour and need to be there to greet them and be introduced to all of them" Franny said as she patted the vanity chair and watched as the young girl sat down.

"How many people are suppose to be here?" Charley inquired as she felt Franny run a silver paddle brush through her now dry waves.

"Oh, close to fifty guests" Franny stated without even batting an eye at the large number.

"Fifty! Wow! That's a lot" Charley exclaimed as she watched Franny work her magic on getting her hair up into a formal up style.

Franny used her natural volume and waves to her advantage. She ended up doing a vintage french twist where the rolled portion sat low on her slender neck and she added lots of volume on top of her crown creating a bouffant. Around the sides of her face, she allowed a few wispy strands to be free. As always, Franny added a ton of bobby and hair pins along with loads of hair spray.

"Wow. You're amazing as always. I love it" Charley exclaimed as she looked at herself in the vanity.

"Let's get you dressed and down stairs" Franny stated as she held up Charley's dress and helped her into it.

"It's beautiful" Charley said as she twirled around the room before putting the shoes on.

"Last but not least, your necklace" Franny said as she helped Charley put it on. In her mind, it added the finishing touch.

"Thank you Franny. You're like a fairy godmother...a miracle worker" Charley said as she took one last look at herself before getting ready to leave the room.

"Oh pish posh. The cake was already baked...all I did was add some frosting" Franny said as she ushered Charley out of the bedroom.

"Wish me luck" Charley whispered as she looked down the stairs, into the main hall, and saw that Carbine was already there. Charley had to admit, Carbine looked like a gorgeous doll, found under the tree for a special girl, all dressed in red satin with long, flowing, shiny raven hair.

"You don't need it. You have all the luck anyone could ever ask for" Franny said as she escorted Charley down to hall to assist in greeting people as they entered.

"Thank you" Charley murmured as she joined Throttle.

"You look amazing!" Throttle said as he bowed to Charley

"So do you, my lord" Charley smiled as she curtsied to Throttle.

"Exquisite necklace, my dear" Melisande politely said as she looked at Charley with new eyes. She had always had a feeling that the young girl looked familiar but, now seeing her completely dressed up with that necklace, she was hit with a sudden sense of de'ja vue.

"Thank you, your majesty" Charley softly stated, curtsying to Melisande.

"Come, we must greet our guests" Melisande softly commented as she ushered Throttle, Carbine, and Charley to the front door to greet everyone. She made sure to position Throttle between Charley and Carbine. She also had Lord Stoker stand beside Carbine in order to keep an eye on her behavior.

As the guests began to grace the castle with their presence, the females curtsied while the males bowed. Surprisingly, Carbine was on very good behavior and didn't make a fool out of herself. All the males stated that they were having a hard time trying to decide as to whether Carbine or Charley was the prettier.

It took about an hour for all the guests to enter. Charley's legs and arms were worn out by all the movement. Her throat felt a bit sore but, Throttle grabbed her a class of water before they walked into the dining room. She saw that everyone was standing, waiting on the King and Queen to enter and be seated. Throttle and Charley sat next to each on the Queen's end of the table while Carbine and Stoker sat on the opposite side of the table across from them. As soon as Melisande and the King were seated, everyone else sat down.

Charley watched as the first of seven courses was brought out to everyone. The first course was an herd infused cream cheese on top of a piece of toasted crostini. The second one was a creamy lobster bisque. Number three was a small plate of baked button mushrooms stuffed with breadcrumbs and seasonings. Next was a tangy Greek salad with olives, lettuce, red onions, and feta cheese. The main course was a piece of grilled pork tenderloin medallions with a side of creamed spinach. For dessert, they were served a small slice of velvety chocolate cake with a glass of sweet port wine. Last but, not least was a small plate of bite-sized French macarons. That final plate signaled the end of the meal but, everyone had to wait for the King and Queen to stand before being dismissed to the ballroom.

Overall, it took almost three hours from start to finish to serve every person each of the seven courses. Charley did her best to persevere through the plates of food, even though each course was small.

She was actually surprised that Carbine was being incredibly nice to her. She even made polite conversion with her. Charley gathered that Christmas brought out the best in Carbine but, didn't put too much faith in. Several of the guests who sat nearest to her even made polite conversation with her.

As Throttle escorted Charley into the ballroom, she couldn't help but feel some apprehension as people stared at her. They were complete strangers to her, even though she had been introduced to all of them but, she still didn't feel completely comfortable.

Plus, there was also a nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach. A feeling that she was having difficulty shaking. Giving her head a brief shake, she pushed the odd feeling to the back of her mind and made a vow to enjoy the party.

She watched as Throttle and Carbine were introduced to the crowd of people as the soon to be newlyweds. They all clapped their congratulations for the young couple, which even included herself. The first dance of the evening was for them. Charley chuckled on the inside as she watched Throttle's eyes focus on her instead of his intended female.

After they finished dancing, Throttle escorted Carbine back over to Stoker and then quickly made his way over to Charley. Holding his hand out to her, she gladly placed her hand in his and joined him out on the dance floor.

I see your face and feel your heartache
I see the trace of the tears you have cried
The silent sound of the heart left unspoken
You were strong enough to hide

Throttle placed his right hand on her shoulder blade while Charley put her left hand is on his upper arm. She knew exactly which dance they were going to do because, they had been practicing it for the past few weeks in preparation for tonight. Even Melisande assisted Charley in getting the dance moves correct.

"Ready?" Throttle softly asked with a smile.

"Absolutely" Charley stated and gave him a warm smile, letting him know that she was more than ready to show off her moves.

All your life, no one's ever shown you
What it's really like to have someone to hold you

Throttle took his left foot and moved it forward. Then, he took his right foot and placed it so that it was parallel to his left one and so that the width was a little wider than his shoulders. He brought his feet together. He stepped back with his right foot and then place his left foot parallel and a little wider than his shoulders. Then, he brought his feet back together. Charley mirrored his actions to a tee with each move he made, leading her across the dance floor in an elegant waltz movement.

With each movement they made, they felt eyes upon them. It didn't take long before those eyes became bodies as they were joined on the dance floor.

"Looks like we started something" Charley softly giggled as Throttle cautiously danced them away from the group and towards the indoor garden.

In the arms of love, heaven's just a heartbeat away
I'll be your light in the dark, your shield from the storm
Your shelter from the rain
And in the arms of love I'll lift you above all the madness
All of the pain
And you'll be safe and warm here in the arms of love

Once they finally made their way to the garden, Throttle escorted her to the center where a full moon shown through the rounded glass ceiling onto a concrete bench. Throttle helped to sit down and then he joined her.

"Charley?" it sounded more like a question as he held a hand out.

"Yes Throttle" she answered as she placed a hand in his.

"I wish you didn't have to leave but, I know you need to see your mom and dad" he admitted. He felt nervous at being with her at this moment.

We search this world for a little compassion
For just one look through the eyes of a child
For one more chance to be a believer
While there's still a chance in time

"I know but, I can't stay here. It would be very wrong. Even more so than what we've already done" she was said at having to leave tomorrow but, didn't want to think about that at this moment.

"If I told you that I would be willing to give up my crown and title just to spend the rest of my life with you, what would you say?" he had to ask.

"I would love it but, that would be impossible" she didn't even know what they would do or where they would go or even how they could afford to do anything.

"Charley, will you marry me?" he finally blurted out as he pulled a black velvet box out of his pocket and opened it.

All your life no one there beside you
Close your eyes and let this moment find you

Charley gasped in awe of the engagement ring he was presenting her with. It was a halo diamond engagement ring made of eighteen karat white gold set with a round cut fancy yellow diamond accompanied by natural diamond accents. The total carat weight of it was almost three carats.

"Are you sure?" she had to know if he really wanted to marry her and leave his world of luxury behind.

"If you're willing to marry me than I am sure I want to spend the rest of my life with you" he said with his charming smile.

"Then my answer would have to be yes. Yes, I'll marry you" she grinning from ear to ear as he placed the ring on her finger and kissed her.

Placing the ring box back into his pocket, he stood up and helped Charley to stand up.

"We should get back inside before we're missed. This is going to be our last day in the palace. Tomorrow, we're going home" he whispered as he bent down to kissed her but, backed off when he felt a sting on his neck.

"Throttle? Are you okay? Ouch!" Charley exclaimed as she too felt something sting her neck.

Before they both realized what was going on, they fell to their knees and passed out onto the ground.

High above the world where dreams are sailing
Far beyond the brightest shinin' star
Where everything you've waited for is waiting

"Time to end this" came the sound of Carbine's voice as she walked out of the shadows with several of her guards.

"I'll handle her first. She won't remember a thing by the time I'm through with her. After I'm done with her, take her back to where she was originally found in Gaia. I don't want to ever see her face again" Carbine seethed the order as one of her guards lifted Charley up into his arms. Leaning over the human girls head, her antenna glowed bright red as she began erasing her memories up until prom night.

"Good, now, take her home" she ordered as she yanked the necklace off Charley's neck so she would never question where she had been. She knew Throttle had bought it for Charley because, her spy had told her all about it.

"Now, your turn. You will never remember that tart" Carbine growled as she got ready to erase Throttle's memories but, was interrupted by his bike coming to an almost late rescue along with Modo and Vinnie.

"Stop!" Modo barked the order as he tackled several of Carbine's guards along with Vinnie going after the ones that remained.

""Alright sweetheart. Where's Charley?" Vinnie growled as he grabbed Carbine roughly by her upper arms.

"I don't know what you're talking about" Carbine lied as she looked up at Vinnie.

I'll keep you far from harm here in the arms of love

"What's going on?" Melisande inquired as she walked into the garden and saw several guards unconscious along with her son.

"Charley's missing and this bitch knows where she is" Vinnie was beyond caring about his foul language as he shoved Carbine to the ground.

"Carbine, what have you done?" Melisande inquired as she looked at the still glowing antenna on her head.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Carbine growled as she looked up at the queen without an ounce of remorse in her eyes.

"Lock her and the guards up" Melisande ordered as several more of the royal guards came and quickly responded to the Queen's orders.

"Get Throttle to his room" she commanded as she picked up Charley's broken necklace and then walked back into the ballroom.

"What are you going to do?" Modo asked as he and Vinnie lifted Throttle up.

"I'm following a hunch" she said as she firmly grasped the necklace in her hand and proceeded to make her way to the palace library.

After all the rebel guards and Carbine were placed in their respective cells and Throttle was placed into his room with Vinnie and Modo guarding him, Morgan was summoned to the castle by Melisande. He was escorted to the library, where the queen was tearing through the various bookshelves, attempting to locate something.

"You summoned me, my lady" Morgan asked as he bowed before her.

"Yes, I did" she was nearly breathless as she came to stand before him.

"What can I do for you?" he asked.

"I need your assistance in locating a specific volume on the history of Gaia and its lore" she stated as she went to another shelf and began mumbling each of the titles to herself.

"What does it look like?" he asked as he came to stand beside her and looked at tall wall of books in front of him.

"It's an old book, close to a hundred years in age and it's very heavy. It's old enough to the point that the title is barely legible. It use to say "The History of the Rulers of Gaia"" she said as she continued on her escapade of searching through each shelf of books.

"Okay. This looks like it might take a while. You're going to owe me big time for this" Morgan sighed, heavily as he joined in the search.

"I'm quite sure a large chest of gold coins should suffice" she sighed with a smile.

"Yup, that will work" he agreed to the hefty payment without any hesitation. After all, she was very good at making sure he received his payment in full at the time she says.

"By the way, how was the mead?" she jokingly inquired as her fingers continued to trace across each title.

"It was awesome. I only got through one bottle though before you called me over here" he laughed as he looked at the titles in an attempt to find the right one.

"Excellent. Ah, here it is!" she exclaimed as she pulled out a massive book, whose outer cover was worn out. The book was about three feet tall by two foot wide and approximately four inches deep.

"That's a big book!" he exclaimed as he took the massive volume out of her hands and placed it onto a large mahogany desk.

"Thank you" she sighed as she stood over the book and began to carefully opened it. Gently, she turned the pages.

"Why do you need this?" he asked as she watched the female mouse go on a mission to locate a specific page.

"Because of this" she exclaimed as she laid Charley's necklace beside the book and allowed Morgan to examine it.

"It's a necklace" he said, not sure of why it was so important to Melisande.

"It's more than that. Here it is" she said as she found the page she was looking for.

"That looks just like Charley!" he exclaimed when he saw a picture of a young human with the exact same necklace on her neck.

"But, it's not her. Her name was Queen Charlotte of the Crystal Palace. She disappeared almost a hundred years ago and no one knew why. According to this, she ruled Gaia with love and compassion but, several members of the elite society decided that she was too young and needed to marry a royal in order to keep her innocent ideas from clouding what they felt was best for the people. She was twenty-one at the time she went missing and was never seen or heard from again" she said as she lifted the necklace up and compared it to the one in the picture.

"So, you think that Charley might be the heir to the throne in Gaia?" he found it incredible.

"Yes. But, proving it means finding out where Carbine took Charley off to and getting her into the Crystal Palace to prove her legitimacy." Melisande sighed as she sat down in on the desk.

"I can try to work some magic on Carbine and make her talk" Morgan offered, hoping to get another chance to aggravate Carbine.

"I doubt she'll talk to you. I just don't understand why she's behaving like this. I know Lord Stoker didn't raise her to act this way. Something's not right" she lamented as handed the necklace to Morgan.

"What do you want me to do with it?" he wasn't sure what she was asking.

"I want you to take it to Throttle and give it to him as soon as he awakens. He's going to have to take her there. Also, give him this" she said as she ripped the pages out of the book and gave them over to Morgan.

"I have a bad feeling" she admitted as she watched Morgan fold up the pages and placed them with the necklace into his inner pocket that had a zipper.

"It's going to be okay" he said, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"What was that?" she turned with a start when she heard the loud sound of gun fire and people screaming.

"I'll go see" he was going to his pistol.

"NO! Go this way. Follow it and it will lead you to upper level in Throttle's bathroom. You need to get him out of here and find Charley" Melisande ordered as she pushed one of the wall sconces and a doorway appeared.

"What about you?" he couldn't just leave her here to be captured.

"Go. That's an ordered. No one know you're here...save for a select few whom I trust" she said as she gave him a shove and quickly pressed the button, sealing him inside the corridor in order to complete the mission she assigned to him.

"There she is" Carbine pointed as the library doors were blown open and several Plutarkian guards marched into the room.

"Really, Carbine, you could have at least knocked" Melisande sarcastically stated as she walked towards the agitated female.

I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. Sorry it took me so long to get it up. Between taking care of hubby and taking my son to the doctor's, my week's been really packed. If anyone has any questions, comments or things that they would like to see in the upcoming chapters, please feel free to let me know. Many CYBER HUGS to everyone.