Worlds Collide chapter 3

 
The murmur of the court was deafening to his ears. As he walked on the dark blue carpet leading towards the throne room he couldn't help but hear the whispers of the nobles and aristocrats scattered along the palace corridors. Some glanced at him while others pretended he didn't exist. He could almost smell the foul venom coming out of their malicious mouths as he walked amongst them.  

"Look who just walked in?" Countess Troika said
"Isn't that Baron Drakonan?" one of her dames asked.
"Let's see how he'll get out of this one," another Viscountess said.
"I never really liked him." Lord Modon ,Troika’s husband, added.
"I thought he was banished," a squire whispered back.
“I hope he gets himself executed this time," the Countess replied.

More than a hundred people huddled in groups of twos, threes and fours in the large throne room. They were stuttering and sniffling their poisonous gossip among themselves. He wasn't very popular among this lot, that’s for sure. Although their daughters did love him. This was one reason he hadn't been attending such gatherings for a long time. Many here would love to put a dagger in his heart or better still chop his balls off if they had the chance. Unfortunately for them he was protected by the queen’s law and she just officially summoned him to appear before her.

He has been trying to stay away from her majesty's court even though he was a nobleman himself. As one of the old houses off the queendom of Zodara he was required to participate in the political debates and voice his opinion on matters of state. However he was here now only upon the request of her Highness, Queen Zelarda the Magnificent.

"Magnificent" was an understatement. Queen Zelarda sat on the silver  throne, the seat of the sovereign queendom of Zodara. She was dressed in the blue and silver colors of her house and she looked breathtakingly beautiful. The light of the sun reflected against the strands of silver linings that meshed with her royal gown. They did little to hide her white shimmering body and red nipples visible underneath the transparent silver material of her attire. For more than a thousand years the queens of this island state adorned this robe and nothing else. It was the symbol of authority of this high court. Their nakedness underneath that dress symbolized the purity and transparency of the law. By tradition Zelarda was the only one allowed to stand naked in front of her people and she stood tall, proud and breathtaking.

The queendom of Zodara has always been a gynarchy, a society ruled by women. From the queen down to the lowly stewards, only females were allowed to yield any form of political authority in this land. The founders of this queendom have long since recognized that men were too aggressive to wield real power. However their aggressiveness could better be channeled into building and maintaining a strong society. Whereas a woman's intuition and love for her subjects could help her make better and more stable decisions for the benefits of her people. There was a time in history when males were prosecuted but not under queen Zelarda’s rule. Males were free to pursue whatever they wished to be, even to court the queen herself, which no one has successfully been able to do until now. She is almost forty years old and she needs to chose a husband or a consort to give her an heiress to the crown.

As a minor nobleman of this queendom, Dolan Drakonan was among those few who could, but he preferred not to. He wasn't much interested in marriage or children. He was content on living off his estate more than a hundred fields on the other side of the river, to pursue his worldly pleasures which he excelled at. He was the only child of the late Baroness Drakonan so the title forcefully fell in his lap. Until he can produce an heir, preferably a female heir of his own, to take the mantle of Baroness, his estate will go under the protectorate of the queen to do with as she deemed necessary, which didn't really bother him one bit.

Dolan Drakonan slowly walked on the blue carpet until he reached the throne chair. He knelt on the floor, resting his head just a few thumbs from the queen’s feet. For the first instance she didn’t acknowledge him. She continued to speak with the Duchess Qora and Admiral Morrell, her two most trusted political and military advisors, who were standing on either side of her. Dolan remained in this prostrating positing waiting for the queen as he enjoyed watching her wriggle her well trimmed toes in front of his face. He was always a student of the female body. He knew exactly what each twitch meant especially those of his beloved queen. She must really be nervous to keep moving her toes so erratically.

“Stand up lord Baron,” the queen finally ordered. "We are glad that you have decided to honor us with your presence.” Zelarda was the ultimate mistress when it came to manipulation and politics. She has been trained for this since she was born and sarcasm was one of her most powerful assets, not to mention a few others.

Dolan stood up and retreated a few steps back. He looked at his queen and saw a slight smirk just at the corner of her mouth, a thing only he could recognize. He relaxed a little, but the day was still young and a queen's summons was still a grave matter. "I'm always under the command of our beautiful mistress," he managed to reply to the aghast sounds of some of the older nobles at the court.  "Beautiful" and "Mistress" were seldom used in one sentence specially to her majesty the queen, but it did bring out the full smirk on her face.

"You have been summoned to answer for a grave misconduct that was brought before me," the queen explained, "the Duchess Juna has filled a complaint against you for defiling her daughter's reputation."

"I NEVER DID SUCH A THING," Dolan interjected in a loud voice to the dismay and anger of some of the nobles at the court.

Zelarda stood up and shouted, "SILENCE." Every single sound in the room was deafened, even the morning birds stopped singing.

She looked at Dolan with a slight anger in her eyes then she brought out a piece of paper which was resting on a small table next to her and started reading its content aloud.

"On a cloudy night... When you're in sight
I climb the rope... of your loving slope
Nipples burn… doubles turn
in the land of Juna… my lovely Jula”

After she finished reading those verses she sat down on the throne once again and asked, "did you or did you not write those lines?"

Dolan could not deny what every woman and man in this island have heard. His poetry has been sung from the inner fertile plains of Sokar to the capital city of Zodara and this was one of those. Not one of his best, but still, it was his.

"You know that Jula, Juna's daughter, was supposed to be betrothed to King Dorian's youngest son?" The queen continued with her reprimand, "and now, King Dorian has withdrawn his offer of marriage. The partnership between those two noble houses has been severed because of you. What do you say to that?"

Dolan was surprised that the queen has even brought such a personal matter in front of this court. He couldn't comprehend the reasons behind it, but Zelarda didn't do anything without a reason. His only concern was to get himself out this mess and he could only come up with this, "just for the record, I composed those lines before I knew the Duchess’s daughter was even engaged to the King’s son."

“Oooo… by the goddesses of the two Moons, please lend me your patience to deal with this man,” Zelarda burst out. She was trying to restrain herself from laughing out loud.

Evoking the two goddesses was another grave matter that was not done lightly. As the queen of Zodara, Zelarda was also the high priestess of the two goddesses and she just did another incomprehensible thing. Dolan fell down on his knees once again and waited for the queen’s final verdict.

“Oh rise up, Cousin,” Zelarda ordered, “this is not why I have summoned you to my court today, although you have to atone for that misconduct and apologize to Duchess Juna and her daughter for your insolent behavior.”

This was it. Zelarda was about to give him a command in front of the whole court that he could not possibly refuse, not that he would anyway. What surprised him even more was why she called him cousin in front of everyone. It was true he was a cousin, although a very far distant one at best, but that is also true of almost all the nobles at her court. What she just did was to elevate him even closer to her house than he ever thought possible.

Zelarda looked at Dolan and finally said, “You are herby appointed as my personal ambassador to the Kingdom of Lirrona. As my Cousin and a member of nobility you are to negotiate with King Verol a new trade treaty and safe passage for our ships along the Black Straights," and with that Queen Zelarda just signed his death sentence.

He waited for a few minutes until the sounds of chatter at the court subsided. Almost every one knew what has just happened. Zelarda had already sent two ambassadors to king Verol and they still have not returned. He has been sent on the queen’s errands a few times before but nothing this serious, and certainly nothing this dangerous. “You must know that this is a suicide mission your highness,” he reluctantly said.

“I don’t recall giving you permission to object,” she cut him off and sealed his fate, “but I have the utmost confidence in your abilities to complete this mission successfully, Cousin.” Her words didn’t really help him now.

“I will also be sending with you two of my most trusted guards for your personal protection.” The smirk on her face was almost about to morph into a full fledge smile as she said that.

Dolan looked at his queen's face and knew what she had meant by that. “Oh No! No!” he cried out, “please not those two. I need someone to protect me from those two.” he added, “please your highness …”

“The order has been signed, Lord Baron.” Zelarda tone of voice returned to her most commanding tone. “Your ship will leave in two days,” she finally said and stood up indicating the court was adjourned for the day.

As she walked down from her throne, she passed next to him and said, “follow me to my quarters Lord Baron. We need to discuss the details of your mission before you leave.”

The entourage of queen Zelarda of more than twenty people followed her all the way to her quarters and he trailed right behind. "Everyone leaves," she ordered as she entered the room, "except you Lord Baron." In less than a second they were the only two left standing in the room.

"What was that all about?" Dolan burst out after everyone left the room.

Zelarda smiled and said, "I'm glad you liked the show."

"THE SHOW?!" Dolan almost shouted back. No one shouts at the Queen, specially if they wanted to leave with their heads attached to their bodies. But he was not anyone. He was Zelarda best friend, confidante and lover. He has known her since they were children attending the high academy together. Zelarda's mother, the late queen, and his own mother were also lovers. He remembered the first day he met Zelarda. She was princess Zelarda at the time and he pulled her hair for being a nuisance at class. They fought a lot, and loved a lot, but now that she was queen he doesn't pull her hair as often as he wished.

"Do you mind explaining the SHOW you just put down there about the Duchess Juna?" He was really curious to know the reason behind that.

She laughed another one of her silly laughs then started to explain, "you know that the Duchess is the third in line to the throne and her daughter's marriage to king Dorian's son will make her the most powerful woman in the queendom. Unfortunately she is a very ambitious woman and too much ambition can be dangerous to me and to my house. So your poem helped me change King Dorian's mind."

He knew she was up to her old tricks. "You are really something your highness. I'm wondering how a devious woman like you isn't already ruling the world," giving her a very well deserved compliment.

"Yeh.. Yeh.. stop sucking up and help me take this robe off," an order he could not refuse.

After helping her remove the ceremonial gown and hanging it on a special pedestal, she sat on one of the plum chair in the room while he remained standing watching her completely naked in front of him. His heart as well as another member of his body skipped a beat.

"What are you waiting for? Kneel Lord Baron,” another command he could not resist. He knelt in front of her as she opened her legs revealing her glittering red jewel and he waited for further orders.

"If you don't start sucking NOW, so help me Goddess I'll string your cock on my throne." She was furious and he couldn't afford to have any queen furious at him specially this one.

He dived between her legs and started kissing her inner thighs as she relaxed back on the chair. She rested her legs on his shoulders digging her feet hard on his back to pull him further towards her. Slowly he kissed her until he reached the place she wanted him to be and she gave out a moan of encouragement. "Oh... Goddess... this is what I need." Then she added, "I've missed your tongue so badly...," more encouragement which he didn't really need. Just being in her presence was enough.

As he spread her legs even further more drops of her juices started to bubble out of her pussy. But he still hadn't touch it yet. He just watched those drops slowly seep out of that golden triangle. He tried to freeze them with a whiff of his breath and she screamed, "OH SHIT... Yeeeeeesssss.”

That is when she grabbed him by his thick main of hair and forcefully pulled him in. His tongue flew straight like an arrow between the folds of her lips and dug in, licking and pummeling deeper and deeper to see how much it could travel inside. She used every feature of his face to help make her cum. She kept moving his face, mouth, tongue and noise around all over her pussy until she finally got what she wanted.

Queen Zelarda exploded into Baron Drakonan face with a force that almost knocked him senseless out of joy. He knew she was a squirter and he braced himself for the flood of her golden nectar that he was so privileged to receive. It drenched his face almost completely.

Sensing that she was exhausted from cuming so strongly, her thighs started to feel heavy on his shoulders. He pulled back a little to let her relax her legs on the floor. But he remained on his knees in front of her for a few seconds until she managed to open her eyes before he asked, "why are you sending me away on this mission Zelarda? Have I done something to upset you?"

She looked into his eyes and leaned forward to give him a kiss, tasting her own juices as she did it. Then she held his head with both hands and said, "As much as I'll miss you while you're away but you are the only one I can trust with this mission. You know that King Verol is slowly squeezing us to death, and if we don't do something about it we will end up as one of his vassals in less than a year. I want you to find out what his intentions are. And please don't get yourself killed. I really need you in one piece Dolan."

When she asks like that how can he refuse. "Well how about you show me which piece you want before I go and get myself killed?" He jokingly asked.

"I think we have two more days before you go and I intend to use every single minute to do that," she replied before taking his hands and leading him into her living quarters for the remainder of those days.



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“This is more like it,” the young female Bore crackled as she addressed her teacher, “I like this Dolan Drakonan.”

The older Bore laughed and said, “I thought you might. But he is going on a suicide mission. Let's see if he'll make it."

“I'm sure he will or your four Nexus with be reduced to only three," she said. "You know we can always help him if he falls in trouble."

Trying to calm himself down he said, “YOU know we are not allowed to do that!!! After all the training I have given you I'm surprised you have even mentioned that."

"Ooo...  you're no fun. Master."

Sometimes he didn't know when she was joking or when she was being serious. "Ooo be quite and let us go to the third multiverse and see what that Nexus is like.”