Milo and Clack: An Elvin Love Story
Part IX: Lost in Space
Clack
I felt something happen as we transitioned. I wasn’t quite sure what or when it happened, but one moment we were with my team, the next it was just me holding the new king drifting through space.
I couldn’t move, and apparently neither could he. A rainbow of light danced around us, and I could see time and space moving around us, almost as if we were in some strange wormhole as the humans called them.
I became aware then of the king’s smaller frame held tightly to my own. I could smell his scent. A mixture of coconut, and soap… the kind you could sometimes smell on humans who came up the mountain for their winter sports.
He was strong, stronger than he appeared at first glance. His arms holding me tightly, his body pressed tight enough that I could get a sense of his muscular form. That was surprising, I assumed he’d be a lackabout, like Atticon who let his guards wait on him, fully dependent on the powers he’d stolen from his brother and sister-in-law when he’d killed them.
We began to slow and eventually landed on a strange moonlike landscape. I knew we weren’t in space, that was beyond ever the Limbert stone’s ability, but I figured we must be in some sort of dimensional pocket. Not unlike what Laci described when saying she’d first seen him.
The moment we landed and had control of our own bodies again, the king pulled back. “I… I’m sorry I…”
I noticed then that he was blushing. I cocked an eyebrow at the man I was charged with saving, even if it meant losing my own life. The impact his blush had on me was instant. I was… no… I had to kick that out of my head immediately. The Kings Guard were several degrees below the royal family. We were considered Nobility, but only in the sense that we never married and never procreated.
We belonged soley to the king or queen, whichever it may be, to keep them safe. No Kings Guard were allowed to consort with a member of the royal family. Although that’d never been a rule I’d heard spoken, I knew instinctively that was the case.
“Are you okay, your highness?” I asked and he nodded but swallowed hard. “I… I’m not sure what’s going on. I keep being thrown around like a rag doll. Where are we?”
I bowed, as I should’ve already done, and then shook my head, “I’m not sure, someplace the Limbert stone felt you were safe, I’m sure.”
“Limbert stone?” he asked. “The girl, from before… she mentioned that as well.”
I sighed, “Your majesty, I’m sorry, I…” I stopped for a moment to think about what I knew about this man. Very little, if I’m honest. How to protect him, yes; what his life was like, what he’d been told about his heritage, almost nothing.
I looked back at the scared young elf… man…king in front of me. “I don’t know what you know or how much they’ve told you. Why don’t you start. Tell me everything you know about being an elf.”
I hesitated a moment then added, “What you know about being an Elvin king.”
Next Week: Follow the story as Milo gets to know the elvin hunk.
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