More Than A Princess

Back in Vernia

The four of them made their way back to the spot Lyvia and Jinna had woken up in. Sevda had to go back to work so he had left with a message that he will find them if they do go back to Vernia. 

“I will find my way there, that’s a promise,” he told Henry with a secret wink. Then he was gone, leaving the four of them to make the trip, yet again, on their own. 

Now that the police are no longer chasing after him, Callan was more relaxed and not as worried about travelling with three out-of-worlders. They took their time to search the whole area and go even further until he sensed a powerful force, a whirling vortex of energy just within his grasp.

He stopped and looked around. Just barely discernible, against an old oak tree, was a thin strip of pulsing light hanging in the air. The spot was much further than they had thought but he was certain that it was not there yesterday. 

“I think we found it!” he said. The others came to stand next to him and looked at where he gestured. The rift was strong and it is getting stronger by the minute. He could feel it drawing them in. 

“Oh, princess! We are saved! Finally, we can go home!” Jinna said, clapping her hands. 

Now that they have found a way back. Lyvia was reluctant to go back. There are dragons and magic here in JorvTown. There were only her millions of servants, her vast palace as her prison and her responsibility to get married back in Vernia. Not that she doesn’t miss her life of luxury. But she was also getting used to life here, strange as this world may be. 

“So, what are we waiting for? Let’s go home and prepare for our wedding, dear princess,” Henry said. He stepped forward and placed a hand near the rift and just as suddenly, he was sucked into the vortex and disappeared. 

Lyvia and Jinna gasped in surprise. They didn’t expect it to be so volatile. Lyvia took a step back. She turned to Callan.

“Will you go with us? I can show you the same courtesy you showed us here,” she offered. 

She told him that he will be treated like royalty in her kingdom. 

“I will introduce you as Prince Callan of JorvTown, my parents, the King and Queen, are extremely hospitable to traveling princes who came from far to ask for my hand,” she said.

Callan was undecided. He did want to travel to another world, it would have been a fun adventure. But to go disguised as a prince? 

He looked at his attire. A simple shirt and jeans. Hardly a princely look. There was also a matter of finding his way back here. He can’t imagine what he will do if he was trapped in Vernia, which is quite a primitive world compared to JorvTown. They don’t have much modern conveniences and technology. 

“Oh, don’t overthink this, lets go,” Lyvia grabbed his hand and pulled him through with her. They disappeared the moment the touched the silvery rift, leaving Jinna alone. 

Jinna looked around her. She had intended to push Lyvia through and then appeal to Callan to let her stay with him here. The princess had foiled her plans. Anger filled her, turning her vision red. She will get her revenge, she vowed. Then she reached out and followed them

Unlike the first time of falling into JorvTown where she fell unconscious, Lyvia and Callan fell in a heap in the palace gardens, very much awake and conscious. Their breath knocked out of them, it took a moment for them to realise that Lyvia was lying fully on top Callan, her ample breasts squashed against his chest. It brought back memories of the night Lyvia straddled him and rode him, taking his full length inside her. She felt a warm spark and looked down at him seductively. She placed her hands on his chest and rubbed it. 

“My hero…you broke my fall and for that, I must reward you,” she said and she bent to kiss him. His eyes widened but fell close when their lips met. She could taste the musky sweetness of Callan as she kissed him. He groaned under her lips and returned her kiss. His hands came up and circled her waist, holding her close to him. She thrusted her tongue into his mouth and he returned the favour. Their tongues duelled and desire ran through them. Lyvia felt her heart pounding agains her chest and her moist centre becoming wet with desire. Callan was running his hands down her back and cupping her butt against him, pushing his swollen crotch against her. She reached down and slide her hand between them, closing on the hard bulge underneath the tough material of his jeans. She rubbed it through the material and he groaned. They continued kissing and groping each other as desire mounts. 

“Ahem! Princess!” Jinna’s mortified voice broke into their consciousness and they pulled apart reluctantly. Lyvia reluctantly rolled off him and jumped up, brushing her hair off her face and taking deep breaths to calm her horny singing senses. Callan quickly got up and hid his blatant arousal with his hands. He blushed a deep red and didn’t even look at Jinna or Lyvia. Instead, he pretended to look around his surroundings and admire the gardens. 

“Princess…you should not do that…what if Prince Henry saw you,” Jinna whispered to Lyvia. Lyvia shrugged. She looked around and couldn’t see Henry anywhere. Maybe he fell into yet another world. That would be good riddance for sure. 

“Who needs annoying Prince Henry when I have Prince Callan here,” she said and went to hold on to Callan’s arm. “I will tell the King and Queen that he is a prince from another world, here to ask for my hand in marriage,” she declared.

Jinna looked surprised. 

“But princess! That’s a lie! What if they find out!” she said. 

“Well, if we tell them the truth about him, they might throw him in the dungeon, who knows what they will do,” Lyvia pointed out. 

Jinna had no choice but to admit that Lyvia was right. The King and Queen are very protective of their princess so if they were to find some strange man, who is not a royalty, from a strange world with them, they might lock him up or even submit him to torture to glean the truth from him. 

“We can hide him,” she suggested. It was a long shot but the palace is huge and there are ways to hide someone, surely. 

Lyvia shook her head to disagree. She reminded Jinna that there are guards everywhere and it was not so easy to bring a strange man into the palace and hide him.

“Look at his clothes, he doesn’t even look like a servant or from Vernia,” she said. 

Jinna sighed. She didn’t like coming back and seeing the princess in Callan’s arms, both of them kissing so deeply. If she had not interrupted them, who knows what they would be doing by now. 

“So, it’s settled. Come, Callan, let’s introduce you to my parents and I will tell them I have chosen you instead of that annoying Henry, ugh,” Lyvia said. 

Callan was still dazed from the turn of events but he wondered if he still had any magic in this world. He tried to conjure up something. Nothing happened. Looks like magic could not travel worlds. It would not be easy to survive without his magic. 

Meanwhile, Lyvia was dragging him through the lush gardens with Jinna following meekly behind. Suddenly, Henry jumped in front of them.

“There you are! I was wondering if you are coming at all,” he said. He looked at Lyvia’s hand on Callan’s arm. “So, you followed along. Playing visitor? I can show you around and then you can be on your way,” he said. “Maybe you can even stay for our wedding before you leave,” he said. 

Lyvia rolled her eyes and then glared at the pompous prince. 

“I am not marrying you Henry. You can go marry a goat or something but I am not interested,” she told him. “I will be telling the King and Queen to send you on your way,” she said. She pushed past him with Callan by her side and Jinna following close behind.

Henry frowned at them as they disappeared into the palace. He will not give up easily. He needed this union to bring his kingdom back from its path to ruin. No matter what, he must win over the princess.