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Your guards will begin to worry that their King had become lost in the dark.” “They will worry for you too.” Damien smiled kindly, his deep blue eyes seeming to twinkle in the moonlight. “Sir Lionel and his men are loyal to me. They worry as much for their Queen as they do for their King. But you’re right.” Damien got up off the sand, sighing. Although it was not uncommon for them to escape away from the watchful gazes of their men since they had been joined officially as husband as wife, this time, they had been gone far too long. “Come on. Let’s head back.” Because the island was so small, it didn’t take long long before the two young lovers spotted the looming figure of a stone castle, the teen island’s only one, and the lights of the small fishing village that made up the population of the entire island. “Good evening King Damien, Queen Ava.” Came the greetings as soon as they entered into the village. The peasants here all dropped what they were doing to face their new King and Queen with broad smiles when they passed, bowing deeply and greeting them happily. Because they mingled amongst the people freely and moved around the island without a smothering detachment of guards, both the young teenagers were well loved and respected by the common folk here. “My King,” a familiar voice called when they finally reached the castle gates. “I was just about to begin looking for you.” Damien spun around to see Sir Lionel, dressed in the regal uniform of the captain of the crown’s Royal Guards. He approached the two and bowed deeply to both the King and the Queen. “Sir Lionel,” Damien greeted, smiling. “I was worried that you’d have already left.” “Thankfully not.” Sir Lionel smiled back. “I already knew you wouldn’t be keeping track of time when together, so I guessed that you kids would be out late.” That was true. When Damien was with Ava, time just seemed Brunette to slip by. The days could feel like minutes, and moments without her could feel like years. Back when he was attending to court in the blowjob palace for the past year, Damien had been absolutely miserable because he rarely got to spend any time with Ava at all. That was all behind them now, though. “I actually had something for you,” the Captain continued to say, producing a scroll from his pocket. “It’s a message, with Marshal Stefan Girard’s seal on it. Very likely, it was sent weeks ago, but the pigeon that carried it here must have been delayed by the strong winds that have been plaguing the Isle recently.” “The Marshal?” Raising a brow, the boy took the scroll curiously, and quickly opened it to read its contents. “Your majesty,” it read, “if this letter does end up finding you, I hope it finds you well. We have had our differences before, but as I sit here in the palace, I cannot help but think of you. Since I found you in that dirty village nearly two years ago, I have fought for you loyally and have always tried to be as much of a mentor to you as I possibly could in the place of your parents. Because of this, I still feel that it is my obligation to offer you congratulations on your marriage. I feel ashamed of myself that you must have had your ceremony in secret with no more than a handful of guards and lowly fishermen in attendance, and even more embarrassed that you must have received no gifts for this momentous occasion in your life.” Looking back up at Sir Lionel questioningly, Damien frowned. This was very much unlike the proud man Girard was, and the boy king could not help but feel wary of it. “Just keep reading.” Sir Lionel insisted. “Even though I do not agree with it,” the scroll continued, “what is done is done, and as your fifteenth birthday is fast approaching, I have decided that I will small tits send you a gift in honor of your nearing birthday in place of a wedding gift: half a dozen carefully selected handmaidens, for your bride. No proper Queen should ever do without companions to see to her daily needs, and I feel as though I have already unintentionally slighted you by depriving you of a proper wedding ceremony fit for a King, with an abundance of gifts and pomp, because of our disagreement. I am truly sorry it had to come to this, and if you do choose to reject this gift, I understand. But if not, please take this as a token of the beginning of what could be reconciliation between us both, for I have doggystyle always thought of you as my own son. 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