Chapter 223 - Yes, I do!

Alexa felt her body vibrate, her hands sweat. Out of the corner of her eye she looked for her brother, to calm down. She saw him watching her, sitting on the roof of one of the wagons, in the moonlight.

'Okay, this is happening. Is happening. He's waiting for me and he really set it up for a peasant wedding. '

That was how the commoners got married. There were no church records, or blessings. Just the promise of each other, and the other common people as witnesses.

It felt like forever, but suddenly, she was in front of Magnus.

TSSSSSSSS!

The dwarf thundered the cymbals when Alexa stopped. It scared her and she practically jumped forward, because her eyes were glued to Magnus'.

'You. Are. So. Beautiful!' she thought, dumbfounded.

He also wore some extravagant clothes, but it was his look, his smile, that obfuscated everything else, even the bonfire's light.

Magnus, though, grinning like a fool, leaned forward, taking her hands gently and whispering,

"I like it when you look at me like I was a roasted turkey that day," he recalled the distant time when he said he would marry her, and she choked on food.

His words were happening right now!

She pursed her lips, a little angry that he was bringing up the subject right now. But the way he looked at her was so full of tenderness that her reprimand also faded into a smile.

'Well, maybe I am ... But you have a lot of teeth, you know?' she returned it in kind. But Magnus's grin only intensified.

Alexa realized that Beaumont, the man with the green beard and also the leader of the troupe, stopped with a flourish and a smile next to them,

"Allow me to speak some useless words, ..."

The maiden was sure they were beautiful words, but she would have to struggle to remember later. At that moment, she could only feel her hands trembling in Magnus's hands, and look into his bright eyes.

"... Magnus and Alexa, do you really want to be a husband and wife? With loyalty and tenderness, friendship and respect, patience and compassion? Love is a flame in joy, it's a cold ember in poverty. May the love they claim to endure the strong wind, the condemning gaze,…"

"YES!" they spoke in unison and loudly, and were themselves startled by it.

Magnus brought Alexa to his chest, running his fingers in her hair. Alexa closed her eyes, feeling so, so good! It was so good to be in his arms!

"If that's the case, we who witness your promise, declare you husband and wife!"

Magnus laughed out of happiness, and Alexa felt his chest resonate against her ear. She felt his tender kisses in her hair, his arms around her holding so strongly that she doubted she would be able to get out of there anytime soon.

She looked up, astonished, and he had a winning smile,

"You doubted it from the beginning."

"...! Well… Maybe I believed it from the start…" Alexa bit her lip, flirtatiously.

The caravan exploded with joy and music.

°°°°

"I… I think we left the party too soon…" At the same time she said that, Alexa wondered where all her determination from hours ago went! Did it fly through the window, perhaps?

Yes, in her heart she was sure she wanted it with all her strength, but ... Maybe Magnus's predatory gaze was crumbling all her resolve.

Normally, he couldn't intimidate Alexa, but that look had many promises included.

When he closed the cart door behind her, isolating them from the noise of music and party, Alexa was sure they would not go back. And Magnus confirmed this with a murmur,

"Alexa, even if stars fall from the sky and the world outside takes fire, tonight you'll be mine. This door won't open before that, I promise."

"Can you stop being scary, please? Do you need to make me change my mind, too?"

Magnus took her by the waist with ease and deposited her sitting on the table, where the crystal ball was.

His hands did not leave her waist, and he leaned towards her, using his own face in a caress against his beloved's face,

"Hey. You have already eaten everything you wanted, and drank all the wine you wanted. What's your excuse now?" Magnus spoke with a sly yet sweet smile, as his thumbs stroked her belly over the corset.

That was true. But Alexa hadn't even gotten drunk!

She wrapped her arms around Magnus's neck, offering access to her neck and lap, which were being assaulted by kisses right now. She tried to focus her mind on how to respond to the pleasure she was feeling, making him happy too. Lady Eudoxia had said that ...

"Magnus, don't you think we could ...?" she moved her arm trying to point to the bed, but he followed the movement and nibbled lightly on her hand, while spreading her legs over the edge of the table. Alexa slid forward and clung to him, afraid to fall.

"What are you doing?"

Well, she knew what he was doing. Lifting the skirt of her dress while letting his hands greedily touch her legs, sliding upwards. Alexa's whole body shivered. She was definitely feeling her thighs melt.

"Hm, your scent!" Magnus murmured, sliding his face between her b.r.e.a.s.ts and belly, and squeezing her thighs with pleasure.

Alexa's hands slid through his hair, bringing him back to a kiss, for which she was thirsty.

Magnus leaned over her, forcing her upper body back, and Alexa leaned her head on the table. The crystal ball rolled onto the carpet, but they were engaged in the most delicious and unreserved kiss they have ever had, to care.

"Hm, and now, can I?" he murmured, breaking the kiss for a moment, and staring at her face.

Probably he was referring to the last few inches of fabric on her skirt that needed to be lifted to expose her pubis. He learned his lesson!

"Asking as politely...yes," she teased.

Contrary to what Alexa imagined, he didn't do it quickly.

Out of sight, Magnus lowered himself between her legs.

"What…?!"

"Let me appreciate that."

"No!"

"Alexa ... I've seen you, but much less than I would like ... I promise you will like this, uh?"

She didn't have time to respond properly.

"Nhgmm ...!" She felt his lips touch the inside of one of her thighs, and then the other, alternating between them with her kisses. Only gradually did he discover the fabric, revealing more and more.

It was delicious and exciting, and the more Magnus used his mouth, seeming to delight in her skin in long, wet kisses, Alexa swallowed feeling her whole body burning more and more.

She had no idea that those parts were so sensitive and that he would torture her so slowly!

"Mag ..." Alexa whimpered, trying to suggest that he didn't have all the time in the world.

But the Prince disagreed.

(CONTINUES)

Dear readers: sorry for this mess: 

This part below is from the previous chapter but I can't delete it.

Girls, I'm so sorry for it! It happened when I needed to reorganized the volumes.

Please ignore it.

"Yes! That man is yours, Your Highness! He's all yours!"

Soraya took the sheet from the top of a water tub, and splashed herbs over the water. The Princess couldn't tell whether she was smiling. But soon Alexa could not notice her anymore, as they were already undressing her for what would probably be her last maiden bath.

If Alexa knew that she would be scrubbed and kneaded, manipulated like a rye dough, it would have escaped the hand of women before.

She was bathed meticulously, combed, scented with fresh petals rubbed all over her body, and dressed. And they were all thrilled and delighted with the moment, which made Alexa even more nervous.

Well, why were they doing that, anyway? She hadn't even spoken to Magnus yet! Why were they all excited, giggling and chatting, and full of advice that Alexa couldn't even pay attention to?!

Outside, the music was more and more lively, and the children screamed for joy in their games. The men were in some kind of male racket, full of laughter and defiant exclamations.

Undoubtedly, the caravan excitement was contagious, and while one of the triplets capriciously placed a wreath of wildflowers on her head, and another closed the ribbons of the corset, Alexa was happy.

"Am I pretty?" she asked, liking how the green and purple tones of the vest and corset made the embroidered flower dress colorful and cheerful. There were no jewels.

The women nodded, and she saw in their eyes they were not lying.

It made her happy. Alexa was sure that Magnus would also be no different.

Tonight she didn't want to see the Prince, but Magnus.

He was just the opposite of everything she thought she saw on the first day she saw him. Except for the fact that he's handsome, of course.

'Hfff, here I am, completely silly as a silly girl of songs,' she thought, as the women left before her from the wagon, making way for Alexa to pass.

'What is it, a path of petals? Oh my God, no! Is happening!' Her feet stepped on the flower petals that made a trail to the center of the camp.

Torches lit the way, and ahead of her, she saw the group of men, and Magnus among them.