STARLIT STARBRIGHT

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: BLINDNESS ~ SOLE]

It was already evening by the time the punishment was over, with the crescent moon dancing in the sky. Nix retrieved his heavy sword and discarded his shredded upper garment, then made his way to his quarters.

Nix hailed from the old Wahels family, where children were trained to fight, kill for the royal family, and protect the one wearing the crown. Emotions were foreign to him; his life revolved around safeguarding the crown and spilling blood. He had entered the palace at just fifteen years old, and now, thirteen years later, his sword had tasted more blood than his stomach had enjoyed meals.

When Nix entered his quarters, he shed the rest of his clothing and immersed himself in a warm bath, relishing the peace and darkness that enveloped him. Amongst all the hustle and bustle of the palace, Nix cherished the solitude of his quarters. Here, there were no constant orders or human interactions, just the soothing sounds of birds and the melody of nocturnal insects. As the Queen's private guard and one of the kingdom's most strongest warriors, Nix had maids to attend to his every need.

After his bath, he wrapped a thin cloth around his waist and padded his long strides to his room to dry his silver hair, now free of horse blood. His blue eyes sharply looked at the window.

"Come in," Nix beckoned, walking toward the door.

He knew someone had been lurking close to his window but he didn't question it. Because he knew exactly who it was.

The maidservant, who was lost while looking at him earlier at the punishment ground, entered carrying a tray of special delicacies and wine. Her eyes couldn't stop staring at the work of art in front of her. The masterpiece stood in front of her, with his hair dripping water, and a cloth wrapped round his waist. A crescent moon and a black rose painted on his muscular chest.

"You can place the food over there," Nix pointed at the round table, that served as his dining. His voice did not do justice to the poor servant girl and her wild fantasies.

"Umm... okay... umm... my Lord... I came to... are you okay, my Lord? After the punishment..." the lady struggled to make a coherent sentence.

Nix's presence held her captive and intimidated, and she relished every moment of it. Her gaze drifted downward to the thin cloth, silently pleading to be unwrapped, and her gulp was audible as she looked up, smiling sheepishly.

Nix observed her lazily, his blue eyes scanning her form; he knew precisely what she wanted. These visits to his room at night were not new to him, most times he sends them away but not tonight. He needed to vent. He poured wine for himself and signalled for the lady to come closer and sit.

 The servant walked in shyly like she had no idea what was about to happen. Nix was used to all of them playing innocent. He sat comfortably and continued to sip his wine looking at the sky through his window, beautifully adorned with stars. The night held the purest air, to Nix this was his sanctuary away from the courtroom incessant activities.

Nix was broken from his thoughts when he noticed from his side eye and saw the servant stripping herself and walking towards him. She got closer to him and started touching and caressing him fondly, she gently massaged his entire body, and slowly moved down and released the piece of cloth, she steadily put her hand in between his thighs and gently rubbed until it hardened, the veins pulsing on her palm, the figure looked huge, that the maid servant was taken aback for few minutes.

Nix continued to stare at her lazily, before he looked away, he took a sip from his wine casually then he smirked.

He moved forward and rubbed her lips, bringing her mouth closer until they wrapped him up entirely, the girl gagged slightly.

And started moving slowly, front and back, gently, Nix threw his head back and closed his eyes, he dragged her hair and moved it faster to his own pace until he spilled, moving the girl gently, who still came closer to have the release on her skin. Nix opened his eyes and looked at the maid who had already turned red from either choking or being shy.

The lady stood up and pressed the mounds on her chest gently, rubbing the black hard part, Nix smirked and swiftly dragged her to his laps, and separated her legs dipping his two hands into the ocean that needed a surfer. She moved closer to kiss Nix, but he moved his face and made a look of displeasure. He started thrusting faster with his fingers. Sighs and gasps of pleasure escaping the lady's lips until she hit the glass of ecstasy, which left her shuddering and shivering as she spilled.

Nix carefully carried her to his bed and covered her with the sheets. He wore his robe and returned to his usual seat, continuing to sip his wine while gazing at nothing in particular. For the first time in Nix's life, an image flashed in his mind. It was the brown eyes of the princess glinting, and her tender lips curving into a smile while she looked at him.

He looked around to make sure the princess was not playing tricks on him. He was not someone to even hate anyone, no matter what was done to him. But why was he seeing her face?. He asked himself.

Nix stepped out of his quarters and walked to the royal chamber, he first checked on the queen, she was already asleep and the guards on night duty were trusted men. He turned to go back to his room but he noticed the light from the princess quarters was on, he turned to leave but he stopped mid way, he turned and made way to the girl's room.

When he heard the princess scream, he almost rushed in not when he heard her start laughing again. He peeped through the hole on her door, the princess was playing cards with one of her maids in the middle of the night.

Nix looked again, she was getting flicked on her forehead for losing the round and that was why she screamed the first time.

He tilted his head, what princess allows her servants to touch her?. After watching the girl for sometime he left the royal chambers and decided to avoid the princess, she looked like trouble. Nix concluded to himself.

When he reached his quarters, he did not enter when he remembered the servant was still inside there, he moved to sleep in the store.