Different

But the young woman easily guessed that all this was an illusion. That behind this mask so perfect and perfectly produced, hid a complex and terrible being. Moreover, one thing attested to this, his body. A body of appalling coldness. So cold that Ariadne couldn't help but shiver.

Then the stranger leaned slightly and sneaked Ariadne's necklace away to clear her white neck. He kissed her soft skin. Ariadne loved his kiss, adored it, but she felt this touch like a burn that hurt her strangely. She did not scream in pain but stretched herself by biting her lips almost to blood.

- Why stiffen up so much? You don't have to be afraid, my kisses are not curses.

- But they hurt more.

- Maybe that's true. But what does it really matter?

The unknown guarded the silence for a short moment.

- You are beautiful, so beautiful. Your beauty shines through your mask. However, its glow is still asleep.

- How self-righteous! Ariadne replied suavely. You already think you know what I am, all my thoughts.

- Yes.

His simple and direct answer shocked the young woman deeply.

- I am aware of my own missing parts and weaknesses. But it's probably nothing compared to your own contradiction.

- Oh! Really? Asked the stranger, amused. Please explain this to me.

- Well, to start with, your body is colder than astral ice. It hurt me by freezing me to death while your kiss burned me like a solar arrow.

He tightened his grip

- Now it's you who has to guess what I am when we first met? But it doesn't matter. Because fire and ice are also part of the pleasure. And that's why we're here tonight.

- I admit this truth. I'm also here to have fun. And you're a stranger, whose name I don't even know. A cold and incomprehensible stranger. But still, I know you kissed me to stop my chills.

An intense wave gushed out of him. Amazed, Princess Ariadne looked up at him and met his bewitching gaze. She felt that she was inevitably sinking into a bottomless world.

- I like your audacity, Ariadne. So affectionate." he said with a dark smile. Now that we've come here, what are we going to do next?

Perplexed, Ariadne tried to read in his words. And soon she noticed something odd.

Intrigued, she looked around them and turned pale. She noticed that they were alone in a strange room. Without her noticing, this mysterious stranger had transcended space as easily as Ariadne would have drank her tea, and transported them to a place where no other being could certainly have accessed without his permission.

- Princess, I await your answer.

Ariadne thought her heart had stopped for good. She closed her eyes for a few minutes to realize the situation she was in. She tried by all means to breathe and calm her fear, but nothing could.

The stranger stroked her silky hair and began to kiss her face. Her lips ran through her eyes, her face and down to her neck. Each kiss was an intolerable fire that hurt Ariadne more than words could say. But player, he delayed as long as possible, the last moment when his lips will join his and raise him to the world of stars.

Impatient and despite her terrible painful fear, Ariadne offered him her lips.

- My stranger, if my expectations are ever disappointed, I will never forgive you.

He laughed.

- Don't worry, Ariadne, I'm much more incredible than you think, even in your dreams. And even people hate me for it.

Ariadne no longer even had enough will to be surprised and ask him how he knew her.

And when their mouths finally joined, it was her revelation. And somehow, she hated him as much as he said, as much as all those others had to, for having succeeded where the rest of the world failed for her. But she had to admit that it was probably written in advance in her story.

Their tongues intermingled in an erotic ballet and an intolerably hot fusion. She thought she would blend in under the power of the pleasure of joy.

As he said earlier, the princess would never think that anyone could be so expert and powerful.

She felt all her immeasurable strength only through this light embrace. A colossal weight that could completely engulf her. His tongue ravaged to the depths of her wet cavity and explored places that none of her lovers had ever heard of, not even herself. It was too ecstatic.

Finally, he detached their mouths and asked.

- So, how was it?

Her eyes full of sparks and fire spoke for her, but she still insisted on saying it with her words.

- For better or worse, it was unparalleled.

- And no one could probably say it better than you.

Then the stranger hugged Ariadne and, creating an erotic song filling the space, they began to dance. Ariadne let herself be drawn into his gestures with more than obvious eloquence. He moved exceptionally and made it clear to the young woman that he was the master, who exceptionally did not reject Ariadne.

Without her even noticing it again, they came out and arrived at a vast garden where a huge multicolored labyrinth majestically sat in the center.

- Where are we, my stranger?

- What does it matter, the only one that is, is the fact that we are together, for the most pleasant moment of our lives.

They entered the labyrinth, and the colored walls of flowers and harmless insects were thicker and higher than Ariadne thought.

The sound of the night was added to the song of the unknown, and winged creatures of infinite variety, glittering under the stars, flew around them. Everything was beautiful, and he, who she knew nothing about, not even the name, was more beautiful than anything else.

The rustling of night beings and the magic they spread everywhere constituted the kingdom of their inescapable embrace.

Still in the arms of the wonderful stranger, the couple arrived at a spacious kiosk on a high platform where a large mattress was waiting for them. It was covered with coloured pillows and silk sheets.

The stranger laid Ariadne down on the comfortable bed and looked at her with a smile.

She replied to that touching smile and extended her arms.

- Please come and love me.