My lord my love episode 22 – 23

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🌳🥀{ Marrying The Duke }🌳🥀

Written ✍️: Cisca. H.

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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: THE WITCH.

“Freya…” The name slipped out of his l-ips.

” My Lord. It gladdens my heart to see you.”

Suddenly he yanks her against himself and bends his head to k-ss her. She melted into his arms as his fingers tangled her hair. Her mouth opens to his, and their tongues met for the briefest instance before he pulls away.

He was beginning to see the meaning of those unique eyes and why they were so different from any other. He was having his first lover in the body of his true lover.

“I have longed awaited for Lady Itzel to tell you the truth about my death and when she finally did, I knew it was time to wake up. ”

” What about Itzel? ” He asked

” For the meantime, she is asleep. Arthur, we don’t have enough time. I have but a little time to last in this body. ”

” I… I don’t understand. What are you talking about? ”

” Arthur, the only way I could come back was to cast a spell on this body. I knew a day like this would come, a time when you will need me the most. Magic has a price, one of us has to die. Either Itzel dies, or I die again. ”

Arthur shook, holding her hands. ” No one is dying, okay. I am not letting anyone take either of you away from me. ”

” Arthur… This is magic and not some kind of story. I am a witch, I know what comes of this. You can’t stop it. Itzel has to live, let me die. Besides, I have died once. ”

” I’m not letting you die again. ”

” Even if we have to sustain this body, there’s only one way. And it’s a big risk doing it. ”

” Then so be it. ” He concluded. ” You said you knew a day would come when I will need you the most. What do you mean? ”

Freya sighed, walking towards the bed. She sat on it, heaving softly.

“The one who murdered me is here, in the castle where his Highess lives.”

“Who is this witch so I will order my armies to have her executed. ”

” You can’t. Even if you want to, you just can’t do it. She’s here to take what she thinks belongs to her but that is not true. ”

” What is it that she wants?” He inquired.

She hesitated for a moment, before saying. “You… She wants to have you to herself and after that, she will come for me too. She knows I am back, that is why she has returned to kill me. ”

” You can stop her, right? ”

” I can’t. She is a thousand times stronger than I am. I can’t defeat her. “She held him, ” She will get what she wants. ”

He shook his head, ” I won’t let her. ”

” You can’t change it. Don’t you understand, she can get whatever she wants. She will get what she wants. ”

” Then you can get me back. You can do it. I don’t care how she will do it, just promise me that you will bring me back. ”

She nodded a thousand times. ” I will. I promise. ”

” Tell me, my love, who this witch is? ”

” King Manfred’s daughter, princess Eritrea. ”

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He was laying on the bed when she stepped out of the bathroom. Her nightgown clung to her skin, that he could see her bare skin from the in,side and the pointedness of her n-pples.

He smirked hungrily, his eyes taking her every features in.

She untied the ropes of her dress, letting it pool around her feet. She smiled sed-ctively walking a step after the other until she was on the bed.

Now on top of him, her legs spread around his thighs. Her br-ast begging him for his touch, his tongue on her.

“We never had the chance to do this when we first met. I guess now is the right time for us. ” She said in a whisper.

He rolled her over that she was now in the bed.

“Arthur…” she mumbled.

He ignored her, bringing her face, and driving his tongue in,side her, setting off a shattering mo-n that sounded like music in his ears.

She was quite an instrument to play, finely tuned and if he touched her right, she made this glorious sounds, raw, intense, absolutely delicious noises of pleasure and wants as he plundered her with his tongue.

“Mmm..”

She grabbed his hair, pulled him closer. He thr-st one finger in,side her, crooking it in and hitting her in the s₱0t that turned her mo-ns into a long, high pitched musical.

His l-ips went to her ear, as he said, “I don’t want any of us to ever forget this night.”

She answered by plastering her mouth on his and k-ssing him in a way she had never thought possible. Her h¡ps, moving against him, knowing there must be more.

Arthur settled himself between her legs. She cradled his h¡ps with her thighs. The sharp pain she had once endured was a distant memory.

And nothing, absolutely nothing in this world, felt as good as the s-nsation of him slowly sliding into her.

She shuddered against him, ” Ah” a soft mo-n escaped her mouth. Her legs quaking, and when he finally slowed to look up at her, he saw her hair was a wild tumble, and her face was glowing.

“Are you alright?” He asked. He sounded as if he was holding himself in check, as if it took all of his will to do so.

Freya arched and stretched beneath him, her movement sent him deeper, and she liked it.

“I’ve never been better,” she muttered.

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Mmmmm….

I’m just watch as how Arthur dey do the enjoyment. From Itzel now Freya. Soon, he go do the thing with both of them at the same time.

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Written ✍️: Cisca. H.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: CHARMED.

In Yennifer’s chamber was Yennifer and Eunice her maid. Yennifer had finished making the love portion. It was contained in a wine cup and another cup contained a different spell for camouflage.

She gave some to her made who applied it on her face like powder. Her facial appearance resembling that of Ginny.

She smiled at her achievement.

“Bring his Highess to me.”

“Mistress, what am I to tell his Highess?” Eunice asked.

“Tell him that the princess isn’t feeling well and that she needs his attention. ”

Eunice bowed, leaving.” Yes, mistress.”

” That’s good. Soon, everything will be under my control. Haha! ” She laughed evilly.

Eriteria worked on her room. She saw to it that it was welcoming for Arthur to rest. She pulled her dress to her shoulders making a part of her br-asts exposed.

She sat on her bed with her leg crossed above the other. She waited. Patiently.

After a thoughtful while, she stood up, hiding at one corner of her room. The door opened and only Prince Arthur entered.

She slowly came out of her hiding place, walking to his back. He didn’t recognize the room, he has never been in it before.

He turned to leave, and Yennifer blew the powdered substance at him. He blinked continuously, trying to get a clear glimpse of the figure in front.

He felt dizzy instantly, his vision grew blur. Slowly, he fell on the bed. Yennifer adjusted him well, she took off his shirt, tossing it at the hanger.

She leaned on him, trailing the tip of her fingers on his bare chest, then to his l-ips.

She whispered, “I can’t wait to have you, my love. Sleep well, the night awaits us.”

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Ginny walked in with a tray of hot dog sausage in her hands. Itzel always love having the hot dog as lunch. It has been her favorite since she was little.

Freya stepped out of the bathroom after having a cold shower. She stared at the tray of hot sausage. She picked her spoon, picking the food.

Her brows furrowed as she tries to get a hint of what she was staring at.

“My lady?” Ginny called with a worried look. “Is there a problem with the food?”

“What am I looking at? ” She asked, dropping the spoon back on the tray.

“That’s the hot dog sausage made by the cook. You always love it remember? It’s your favorite. ”

” My favorite? ” She repeated. Remembering she was referring to Itzel, she exclaimed. “Oh, my favorite. Thank you.”

Ginny stared suspiciously at her. “I can have the cook make something else for you if you want. ”

” I’m sorry, I was just… ” She thought of something excusable to say. ” I had something else in mind. ”

Ginny nodded. She left.

She slapped her forehead with her palms. ” Freya, you have to stop acting so stupid. It’s Itzel’s body, you have to start acting as one. ”

She sighed the single strand of her hair off.

She ate the hot sausage slowly, but she saw herself devouring it. It was the best sausage she has ever tasted in years.

“Guess I have been missing a lot.” She said to herself, licking her upper and lower l-ips at the same time. ” Mm.”

“Ginny.” She called and Ginny rushed in.

“Yes, your Highess.”

“Can you tell the cook to get me another plate of sausage, please? ”

” I will, right away. ” She exited the room, returning with another full plate of the sausage.

Freya smiled, digging her spoon into the sausage and having a full spoon of it in her mouth.

“Mmm.” She hummed grinding on the dog meat.

For the first time in so many years Ginny has known her mistress, this was the first time she was ever seeing her eat so happily.

And she has been smiling until Freya had gulped the wh0le sausage down.

“You look so happy, my lady, u have never seen you smile like this before.”

Freya smiled more w¡der, ” I’m just happy, Ginny and now the food has made me more happier. ”

” I see. I can have the cook make it for you tonight. Hope you will love to have it again. ”

” Sure, Ginny. I honestly love to have it. ”

Ginny took the empty plate, exiting the room.

The rest of the day ran so slow and nothing made Freya feel so happy than to see Arthur once again.

She has been at the garden with Ginny and Arya. Then a weird wind blew at her and she understood what it had meant.

Something wasn’t right. Something bad was about to happen. She stood up from where she sat, heading back to the palace and the first thing that struck her mind was…. Arthur.

She then realized that she hasn’t set her eyes on his Highess since sunrise. It isn’t what she is thinking, right?

Or… Could it actually be what she is thinking?

She held her gown high as she ran to through the hallway. Stopping at Eritrea’s chamber.

She banged the door open, Eritrea was already on Arthur who was still asleep from the spell.

She looked at Freya who stood shocked at the door, “Hello Freya…” Her red l-ips formed an evil smirk.

“Yennifer…”

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To Be Continued…