The Royal Mark-Chapter 137: Amethyst

’What do you mean to use their portal? Where the fuck are you going? And what is this offering that for the first time in a very very long time, the Elven Council agreed? You are not offering Arcanis to them, aren’t you?’ Hoven inquired and was utterly confused.

Chris chuckled seeing the state of panic Hoven was in at that moment. ’Hold your horses. One question at a time. Elandir’s father wanted his Mithril Staff back, so I offered that. In return, they will allow us to use their portal.

However, three days ago, Elandir said that the Elven Council wanted to talk to me about something important. Elandir said it’s about Elsa’s safety and that involves Arcanis too since she’s now a part of it,’ Chris said.

Hoven massaged his temples and sighed, ’Unbelievable! And you fell for it? What if it’s a trap? For hundreds of years, the elves despised everyone, including humans, what more werewolves?’

’Relax. I trust Elandir,’ Chris said as they continued to talk through the mind link and started walking towards the dining hall.

’Don’t trust that pointy-ear shaman, no, no, no... Do not trust any elf at all!’ Hoven implored.

’Oh, come on. Don’t be jealous, you are still my best friend and right-hand man. Elandir is a special friend,’ Chris teased.

Hoven rolled his eyes and said, ’I am not jealous! I am concerned for your safety, damnit!’

’And so is Elandir. He would not harm me or Elsa. That’s why I am bringing her team with us. I am sure the elves wouldn’t want to wage war against the werewolves and humans. They just want to talk,’ Chris patted Hoven’s shoulder before joining Elsa on the dining table.

Hoven sighed and shook his head before turning around to join the others who would go back to the south where the battle was happening. Deep inside he believes that Elandir would not harm anyone related to Chris. The ones who don’t trust are the rest of the elves. They are cunning and full of deception and he feared that they are up to no good.

"When are you leaving?" King Allister asked as he took his seat at the long dining table.

"In two days, Your Majesty. My wife will do some training with Mage Kaizer and Mage Laura, I believe," Chris smiled at Elsa who started putting some meat on his plate.

’It’s nice to be married. I can get used to this,’ Chris uttered via their bond.

’It’s just beef, don’t get too excited. I can do more you know,’ Elsa replied.

’I am excited to see that ’more’. Will it be after lunch?’ Chris jested.

’You wish! I will be on the training ground after this just like what you said to my grandpa,’ Elsa replied.

The king and Chris were the only ones conversing during lunch, the mother-and-daughter duo remained quiet. Elsa kept glancing at Milda who seemed to be in a somber mood while her mother, Queen Irina looked angry and was not afraid to show her irritation.

Elsa was the first one to finish and excused herself so she could rest before she started her training.

"Elsa... Please wait!"

Elsa turned around and was surprised to see Princess Milda running after her.

"Can I help you?" Elsa asked the panting princess in front of her.

"I know that you’ve noticed that I am not in the mood today and my mother is angry at me."

"Alright... So how can I help you with that?" Elsa rolled her eyes inwardly. She doesn’t like her aunt and she knows that this woman doesn’t like her too and is lusting over her husband.

Milda took something from her pocket and handed it to Elsa. She frowned after seeing a beautiful gold necklace with a purple stone pendant.

"What is this for?" Elsa asked.

"That necklace belongs to Hera. She gave it to me before she ran away. Saying that it’s her parting gift for me. I was about to throw it away the next day, as you know, your mom and I are not the best of friends or sisters."

"I can see that..." Elsa commented.

"But the next day when I found out that she ran away and possibly died, I kept it. I wanted to throw it back to her face for running away and leaving two kingdoms in chaos. Yesterday, my mother saw it in my room and told me to throw it away or give it to someone else, she doesn’t care as long as I will get rid of it."

"So, you are giving it to me. But why give it to me? Why not throw it away since you don’t like my mom," Elsa was confused at how Milda was acting. She had never once talked to her alone ever since she arrived in Zemaria, but now she’s giving her Hera’s necklace.

"Well, I am afraid that it has a curse or a spell that Hera cast. So you take it or you can throw it away. I don’t want to keep it anymore," Milda said.

Elsa narrowed her eyes and said, "Hmm... You kept it for two years and it’s only now that you think it is cursed. Great!"

"I didn’t think Hera would do something like that. And the necklace is beautiful. But my mother convinced me that it could be cursed since amethyst is often used for that. So it’s yours, just be grateful that I gave you your mom’s belongings instead of throwing them away." Milda crossed her arms before walking away.

"Thanks!" Elsa exclaimed with sarcasm.

She looked at the amethyst pendant and was amazed at how it was intricately crafted. The purple gemstone was cut in an oval shape and was surrounded by tiny diamonds. She wore it around her neck before heading to her room.

"Kya–!"

She screamed when someone suddenly pulled her into the room next to her and covered her mouth.

"You really like screaming, don’t you?" Chris whispered from behind. His other hand fondled one of her breasts.

"You scared me! What are you doing, I thought you were still talking to the king?"

"He told me to run after you. We will stay in Hera’s room from now on," Chris whispered again.

"Oh, so what are we doing here in this room? And why is your hand crawling under my skirt?"

"Because there are servants there right now," Chris replied and began to shower Elsa’s neck with wet kisses.

"Where are we anyway?" Elsa looked around not minding whatever Chris was doing. She then gently pushed Chris away when she saw that they were in the drawing room. The place where the king and queen stay after lunch.

"No, no. We can’t do this here. Let’s wait for the servants to leave our room," Elsa protested.

Chris removed her corset without her noticing, "But I can’t wait any longer. I want you now."

"Ahh... Chris... the king and queen lounge here after eating. We can’t be here... Ahh... Fuck... Chris!"

Elsa moaned and threw her head back as Chris slid in and out his middle and index fingers from her core while his thumb rubbed her clit.

"I’ll make this quick, promise," Chris said before sealing Elsa’s lips.

Elsa, although nervous, unbuttoned Chris’ pants in a swift move. If she wants to make it quick like what Chris said, she has to help him, she thought.

"You are so hard already," she muttered after gently grabbing Chris’ shaft to let it out of its cage.

Chris smirked before leaning over, sucking one of her nipples. Elsa’s right hand strokes his member up and down while unbuttoning his shirt. She was so wet and moaned loudly for she couldn’t help it. Chris’ fingers inside her were fucking her so good that she couldn’t contain her voice.

Chris pushed her against the wall and lifted her skirt. "Hold this," he said before lifting one of her legs. He slid his tongue into her mouth at the same time he slid his cock inside her wet core.

"Fuck!" Elsa moaned and cursed inside his mouth as she drowned in ecstasy. Both Chris’ cock and tongue invade her insides and she’s loving every second of it until he pulled out.

He quickly picked up her corset and pulled her hand towards a utility closet. "Someone’s coming."

Elsa quickly pulled together her undershirt to cover her exposed breasts. Good thing the utility closet was in the farthest section of the room and big enough to fit even four people comfortably.

Elsa peeked at the louvre door as soon as Chris closed it. She saw King Allister, Queen Irina, and Princess Mild walk into the drawing room together with some servants holding a tray of tea. She stepped back and bumped into Chris’ sturdy chest.

"Nowhere to run, my Luna," Chris whispered. He nibbled her ear before loosening her undershirt, exposing her breasts once more. His fingers quickly found her crowns and swiftly rolled them with his index and thumb.