Chapter Five
Itzy put on fresh clothes that were sheer, almost gossamer-like, almost a genie-in-a-bottle thing... only, somehow less.
There was a white and gold collar at her throat. Turquoise fabric fell from the collar, bunched across her breasts, wrapped down her sides, and somehow fastened to the bottom half.
The lower half was a belt with big gold hoops at her hips. A white leather looking belt joined between them and held up four almost gauzy transparent lengths of fabric. One front, one rear and one smaller on each side. Her legs were then encased in white silk stockings with gold garters holding them in place, a pair of white slippers on her feet.
A gold crown was thrown on top, it was delicate with fine filagree and resembled woven wildflowers. As I got closer, I realized the stems of each flower were fine and long and woven between each other to form the ring of the crown. The flowers formed the points. Each made up of several delicate looking, curled pedals. Each flower's center had a small green jewel.
She was beautiful and I couldn't hold the thought in, "Wow Itzy, you're gorgeous!"
Itzy looked up at me with a tear about to fall. Her hand shot up and dabbed at it before I could get there.
I thought I heard a snort behind me, but when I turned, Lacie stood there with tears clearly running down her face. What I'd heard was a sniffle. She looked so cute as she pulled the hem of her t-shirt up and wiped her nose with it.
"Come on, John. We better not keep them waiting too long." Itzy began tugging my arm as I buttoned the last few buttons on my dress shirt, glad I'd packed it.
As we neared the throne room, two guards stepped back to allow us entry and a chorus of hunting horns sounded.
"Her Royal Highness, the Princess Venizora, and her guest, John, from Virginia."
I was a little stunned. The room was on the larger side and there were probably twenty-five or thirty people in there already. The thrones sat in the center of the wall opposite the door we had entered. They were empty.
People were grouped in threes fours and more around the room, I was looking for the King and Queen.... My eyes landed on the Queen. She was a thicker version of Itzy and was looking right at us with a scowl on her face.
That's when I also realized that everyone else was looking at us as well. All movement had stopped. All conversation had stopped. You could have heard a pin drop.
I wanted to look for Itzy's father, but the look her mother was giving me had me locked in place in fear.
"Hello Mother. Hello Father." I heard Itzy say cheerfully as if nothing in the world odd had just transpired.
"Venizora." Her mother responded flatly, her eyes never leaving mine.
"My daughter." I could hear the smile on her father's face. I chanced a quick glance in his direction.
"We apologize for interrupting your tour of the castle of our visitor.
"Please, John, rise. Thank you for your courtesy. We do appreciate good manners here in court, don't we daughter?"
"Yes Father."
I slowly raised my head and brought my eyes up to find the King's smiling into mine. But they were also seeking, piercing.... It felt like he was reading deeper than the surface, digging into my mind.
"Father?" Itzy interrupted the silence as her father and I smiled gently at each other.
"Sorry, Daughter. It's nice to meet you, John." And with that I was dismissed. He turned his attention fully on Itzy. His smile slowly faded.
"Again, I apologize for rushing you to Court, but we've had a messenger from the Eastern Borderlands. There are hints of raiding parties into the Elven lands to there.
"We will need you and your companion to go on an information finding mission."
My eyes turned to Itzy's mother again. Her eyes still held the same look, like she had not turned from staring angrily at me since we entered the room.
"I need you to go as soon as you can, please." It wasn't a question.
"Of course, Father." Itzy grabbed my hand and we turned and headed back down the hall.
As we returned to Itzy's chambers and burst through the door, Itzy stopped, yanked my arm to turn me and quickly pressed her lips to mine. I was caught off guard and had opened my mouth. As our lips met, Itzy's tongue slipped into my mouth. Our tongues fought and curled. Her soft lips pressed against mine. I was breathing her essence and all I could smell was her. I was consumed with a feeling of warmth and comfort, and.... Well sexual hunger. No other way to put it. I wanted her like very little I had ever wanted in my life to that point.
"Oh Goddesses." She mewled into my mouth as we parted, panting.
The center of Itzy's eyes were pure black. She stared at me like I was her favorite desert!
