The king's eyes

Time to get ready for my trip to the castle. We are asked to come on our own.

Shortly after the battle, the king himself organized the arrival of the wizards who were escorted by the royal guards.

But over time, Samael understood that the task was much more complicated than expected for the wizards, the disappointment of seeing them fail one after the other made him defeatist as if he had accepted his fate.

The court continues to convince him to let the wizards of the kingdom try. But I think he is on the verge of giving up. Rumors describe him as isolating himself most of the time, he no longer has the taste for anything and everything annoys him. So now he doesn’t bother to organize anything. The court summons the wizards and witches, and we manage the rest.

Samael is 38 now.

He was 30 when he lost his wife, Lilith. Their union was an arranged marriage but they seemed happy, we were very surprised and saddened by the queen’s choice of allegiance, it is an unforgivable treachery.

Shezaar grabbed Lilith to weaken Samael before he even launched his offensive. She was seduced by Shezaar and his plans, he convinced her to sacrifice Samael for his cause. It was a trap and Lilith was killed in front of the king. Shezaar was ready to do anything to impose his twisted ideas, and destroy the spirit of Samael before finishing him.

He had already caused such trouble among the people and the royal family that he was very difficult to defeat, having moreover, many supporters.

The battle lasted for weeks. The children were sent away from the castle for their protection.

Then Samael found himself blind, bruised by the assaults of his adversary, and alone. Too devastated to care for his two children aged 9 and 6, horrified at the loss of their mother.

They stayed hidden and grew up far from the castle. Satine must be 17 and Joan 14 today.

They should soon be reunited with their father now that they are teenagers. But I don’t know if he’s ready for that.

I brush my horse, Cyrano, and feed him a little more so that he is ready to ride the miles that separate us from the castle. We will have to make 3 stopovers to get there. I hope to find welcoming hostels where to spend my nights. I prefer to avoid covens. I don’t want to expose myself. My elvish gifts are not visible, but clairvoyant wizards may be able to unlock my secrets.

I prepare the bags that I will take with me. Clothes but also some stones and crystals that I can put in rings and necklaces, dried plants for spells, and flower essences. Then food, dried meat and fruit, and a small number of hazelnuts.

I have never seen the king in person. Moreover, today, very few actually cross it. He hardly leaves the castle, he is wary of everyone. He knows that the opponents are still hanging around waiting for the opportunity to come back to charge. It must be constant stress. Samael has a sub-life today. I really hope I can do something for him.

The next morning, everything is ready for departure, I go to see Cyrano to make sure he is sufficiently hydrated and nourished for the trip.

My property is not huge but sufficient for me. I have a small house with a barn and land. I grow my food in my vegetable garden and my trees, I dry some of my fruit to be able to preserve it.

I head to the barn to pick up Cyrano’s seal when I see a familiar man putting away the bales of hay I’m buying from the local farmer.

“Hello, Basil." I said.

"Hello my beauty, so you were planning to leave without saying goodbye to me?" He answered, a bit to much friendly...

"Stop calling me that. Well yes, I’m leaving this morning, and as you know, I don’t like to make public announcements. I would come back, Basil. But in the meantime, find yourself a wife and give her children. You need a family around you." I suggested.

"What to do after tasting your sweet skin and your sinful lips? I am bewitched my dear, other women are too bland for me now!”

He pretends to hold his heart as he gazes at me with his loving eyes.

“And then you make me give you your straw, you know very well that the memories of you naked in the straw still make my heart leap."

This jerk makes me laugh.

"Basil, really stop!! We had a nice little adventure, it was very pleasant indeed, and you were very attentive. Let’s keep these good memories and stay friends.

And I did not ask that you be the one who delivers me.

I am not a housewife, cowboy, and you know it very well. And you are a lovely man, you deserve a little woman who takes good care of you."

"All right... You tell me that all the time. I don’t close myself to opportunities you know, even if I’m still under your spell.

Come on give me a goodbye hug, I’m going to miss you.” He said, gently.

Basil gives me his bear hug, which I gladly accept. This big idiot is adorable and funny, I had a great time with him. I kiss him on the cheek.

“Don’t get eaten by the king. A thin little blondie like you is no match for a tall, muscular and angry Samael. Take care of yourself." Basil said.

"Don’t worry. The little blonde hides her game well, I’m stronger than you think." I show my arms

"Oh, I know it’s true!" He said, laughing.

"But that’s enough with your allusions!!”

He laughs out loud, suddenly it makes me laugh too. He stayed with me a bit this morning to help me seal Cyrano, we had a good breakfast with the fresh eggs he brought me from the farm, and accompanies me on the first kilometer with his horse.

We greet each other warmly, I promise him again that I will be careful, and everyone goes their own way.

Basil is a great guy. I hope he will find someone who suits him. These men... They often have a hard time understanding that I don’t want a little husband at home to warm my bed.

Everyone at home is very good. I couldn’t bear to wash the gentleman’s shirts, feed him every day and shine his shoes. I love spending intense and intimate moments with a handsome, caring man, but nothing tempts me for the “every day for two” part.

When I lived with the community of elves, I happened to have a lover from time to time. He understood exactly what I wanted. These were moments of pure sweetness and mutual pleasure.

An elf is going to be very sweet and generous, you feel the most desirable in the world. Having my first sexual experiences this way was a joy. I felt admired, and adored, I was cradled by the well-being that I provided to my partner. And I also felt free, I was not chained to him, an elf will never claim that you belong to him.

He will be grateful for this special moment and will hope for the best for you, but will never express possessiveness.

In humans, it’s different. I haven’t had many human lovers precisely because the first one was far too much in love. It must be said that it was a first for him, an elven witch. I put a little too much goodwill into it...

He thought I was so fabulous that he never wanted to leave the bed, that he wanted to marry me after a week, and that he was completely heartbroken when I told him no.

After that I was much more careful and said from the start that I am not looking to marry anyone.

Basil was a good partner. A little more bestial for sure, we are far from the delicacy of the elves, but I knew how to appreciate this animal aspect, I must admit. Each intense union between two beings is a blessing for body and soul.