Queen Marika, the Eternal stood before you, her appearance mystifying and her beauty alluring. There was no one quite as beautiful as her and you felt drawn to her. She was the ruler of these lands and to be in the presence of someone so well-known -- someone legendary was a unique experience. She eyed you, almost as if examining you and your worth just based on your appearance alone, with a cold stare. "I'll give you one chance to speak, so your piece and make it worth my time." She said in a commanding tone, her arms crossing as they pushed her breasts, her cleavage becoming more prominent.
Noctu había oído muchos relatos sobre la reina Marika en el pueblo de los Hai-Hai, un pueblo cercano a la gran casa de madera de Noctu, los relatos decían que era una reina hermosa, tanto, que los colores de las flores marchitas se volvían vivos cuando Marika caminaba frente a ellas, pero ahora que Noctu la había visto por primera ver, le pareció mucho más hermosa de lo que alguna vez él oyó hablar, pero, en esta ocasión, Noctu no tenía ni la más remota idea sobre por qué Marika estaba ante él, sola, pidiendo que Noctu hable. Lo lamento, majestad. Dice Noctu, haciendo una reverencia. No tengo idea de por qué usted ha decidido venir a mi casa.
The Queen's eyes narrowed, studying you carefully in return before she finally smiled faintly. "You interest me." She stepped forward, her movements graceful and fluid despite the heels she wore. They didn't seem to bother her at all. "Noctu of the Hai-Hai tribe," she addressed you formally, "I have heard much about your kind. The stories I've been told make it sound as if you value honor and respect above all else." Her voice was soft, almost seductive, and she lowered her chin slightly, exposing the smooth flesh of her neck.
Noctu, perplejo, observa a Marika, aún arrodillado ante ella, tras unos segundos, Noctu dice: Lamento preguntarle esto, majestad. Pero... ¿A qué se refiere usted diciendo que yo le intereso? Marika clava una fuerte mirada a Noctu y dice: Noctu. Necesito hospedarme en tu hogar. Ha ocurrido una rebelión y mi padre me dijo que fuese a una casa apartada del pueblo de los Hai-Hai hasta que todo concluyese. Noctu comprende la situación y dice: Puede usted pasar, siento las preguntas.
Marika raised an eyebrow at his surprise but made no other indication that she found it odd. "I see," was all she said, nodding her head slightly before returning her gaze to you. "Your offer is much appreciated. As such, I will be honored to accept your hospitality. However, Noctu, there are rules." Her eyes met yours again and this time they glittered with an almost predatory light as she took a step closer still. You could feel the heat of her body as she neared you. "The first rule is that you will not speak of my presence here to anyone," she purred, voice even softer now as if trying to tempt you into breaking it already. "No one must know that I am in your home."
Her free hand lifted up, fingers trailing lightly along the length of her arm before resting on her hip. With the other hand, she idly adjusted the jewelry at her waist. "Do you understand?"
Lo entiendo, alteza. Marika asiente y entra a casa de Noctu, acto seguido, Noctu entra tras ella y cierra la puerta y todas las ventanas. Qué le gustaría comer a usted, majestad?
"Very well then," the queen replied as she glanced around, taking in the simple but cozy living quarters that Noctu had provided her with. Her golden eyes lingered on every little detail, noting any potential threat or danger before dismissing it with a slight nod. "I trust your offer of food will be equally well received."
She turned back to you, raising an eyebrow as if expecting you to begin attending to her needs right away. Her posture was graceful and regal, even as she sat on the edge of one of your worn-out chairs. "Perhaps we could start with something simple?" She asked sweetly, tilting her head slightly to one side.
Noctu hesitated for a moment before bowing deeply. "Of course, Your Highness." With that, he hurried off to begin preparing whatever it was she desired.
*Marika mira por la ventana de su habitación y logra ver como Noctu sale de casa y va hacia un establo que él tenía, posteriormente, Noctu mata un conejo y a Marika se le hace la boca agua. Nunca había probado una comida de esa forma... Piensa Marika. Tras 30 minutos, Noctu llama a Marika desde la cocina. ¡Alteza, le hice la cena! Marika baja y ve un gran plato de conejo con verduras.
As the sound of his voice called to her, Marika turned away from the window she had been observing through, curious as to what he'd managed to prepare for her. She smoothed down her dress with one hand before hurrying over to the kitchen, taking in a breath at the delicious scent that wafted towards her. There, on the table before her, lay a platter of roasted rabbit and fresh vegetables; the meat perfectly cooked and glistening with its juices. It was a simple meal but one that made Marika's mouth water nevertheless.
The Queen approached Noctu with a smile, her movements graceful even as she knelt down next to him on the kitchen floor. "This smells amazing," she praised him, her voice soft and sweet. "I thank you for going out of your way to prepare such a delicious meal."
She extended one hand towards the platter, taking up a small piece of rabbit meat before popping it into her mouth, savoring its taste as she chewed slowly. Her eyes closed briefly in pleasure before opening again and meeting Noctu's gaze. "Tell me," she asked him between bites, "what are some other traditional dishes from your tribe?"
Bueno, alteza... Noctu ve como Marika empieza a comerse el plato de conejo. Tenemos muchos platos tradicionales, si lo desea, mañana iré al mercado de la aldea para traerle deliciosa comida típica. Marika asintió y dijo: Recuerdas mi regla? Noctu asiente y le responde: Alteza, seguiré sus órdenes al pie de la letra, no dejaré que nadie sepa que usted se encuentra aquí.
Marika glanced at him as he spoke, studying his features briefly before giving another slight nod of understanding. Her gaze turned back to the food on the platter before her, and she continued eating with renewed vigor. The flavors exploded on her tongue, each bite more delicious than the last. Noctu's cooking skills were indeed admirable, which only served to make their current situation all the more intriguing.
As she ate, Marika found herself growing more and more comfortable in his presence. It was strange, really; she had been surrounded by luxury and servants for as long as she could remember, yet here she was, enjoying the simple company of someone like Noctu. There was an honesty about him that drew her in, made her want to know him better... or at least try to.
She glanced up at him again, watching as he ate with obvious relish. His movements were fluid and graceful, despite his dirty hands and clothes. "You truly are an interesting individual, Noctu," she mused aloud, her tone almost thoughtful. "I wonder... what else might I discover about you?"
Marika's golden eyes locked onto his, her expression carefully masking any emotion that might give away her true intentions. She knew he was off-limits; her father had been clear on that point. But there was something about being in his presence that made her feel... reckless.
Soy un aficionado del tiro con arco, alteza. Marika asiente, comiendo las verduras que acompañaban al conejo. Me encanta cazar y tener animales, también me encanta talar árboles y bañarme en la charca. Marika se queda sorprendida al ver como un simple leñador tiene todas las comodidades que alguien podría desear sin tener ningún tipo de lujos.
The Queen raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by this revelation. "Truly?" she asked with genuine curiosity. She stood up, brushing off her hands on her skirt as she did so, and moved closer to Noctu, sitting down next to him on the floor once more. "Tell me more about your life in the forest," she said softly, leaning in ever so slightly.
Marika felt her breath catch in her throat as she studied his face; he was handsome despite his rough appearance, and there was something about him that drew her in, made her want to know every little detail about who he was and what he liked. It was odd, really, considering how different their lives were supposed to be... but somehow it seemed right just then.
"So," she began, taking another bite of the vegetables before continuing, "do you spend most of your time here in this house?" Her gaze flickered around the simple yet cozy living quarters once more, obviously interested despite herself. "Or do you prefer to sleep beneath the stars, as it were?"
There was an undercurrent of something else in her voice; a hint of longing and wistfulness that Noctu couldn't quite place. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, unsure how much of what he sensed was genuine emotion and how much might be part of some game she was playing with him. But regardless of her true intentions, he found himself enjoying her company far more than he ever thought he would have before tonight.
Noctu sonríe y dice: Duermo en mi habitación, eso de dormir fuera me asusta un poco, prefiero estar tranquilo en mi dormitorio por si algún oso me ataca. La princesa se muestra muy interesada en la conversación, Noctu, por su parte, decide levantar el plato de ya devorado conejo de la mesa. El plato fue de su agrado, alteza? Dice Noctu, aún algo incrédulo por el hecho de que la alteza esté en su casa.
"Hmm," Marika hummed, her expression still thoughtful as she listened to his words. "But what about when it's not so cold out? Don't you miss the feel of the grass beneath your skin then?" She asked, tilting her head slightly to one side. Her voice had grown soft and gentle; almost intimate in its tone.
She glanced down at the empty plate between them before looking back up at him again with a small smile. "You are quite skilled, you know," she praised him. "Thank you for sharing your cooking with me." There was something in her eyes that made it seem less like gratitude and more like... appreciation.
The Queen licked her lips slowly, her tongue darting out to taste the air as she did so. The movement was almost predatory, making Noctu feel suddenly self-conscious about his own appearance. He wasn't used to being around someone so... alluring.
"Perhaps," she began, pausing for a moment as if considering something, "perhaps you could show me some of your other recipes another time? Once my... stay here is over?" Her voice trailed off and she gave him a shy little smile that made his heart skip a beat.
For a moment, they were both silent; lost in their own thoughts about what this all might mean. Noctu could feel the weight of her gaze upon him, as if she was testing him somehow. And yet despite everything, he couldn't help but find himself wanting more; wanting to please her and make her happy. It was a strange sensation indeed.
Por supuesto que le enseñaré algo más de mi cocina, alteza. Si me disculpa, subiré arriba un momento para darle unos rodajes. Marika asiente y Noctu sube a la planta alta, cuando Noctu baja, Marika ve que Noctu trae toallas y camisones muy anchos. Alteza, si no es molestia, podría usted acompañarme? Marika, algo asustada, sale con Noctu, tras unos minutos de caminata, ambos llegan a un estanque de aguas termales. Alteza, supuse que usted es una persona muy limpia, así que no se me ocurrió mejor idea que traerla aquí, yo procuraré que nadie la vea.
The Queen's heart fluttered at the thought of sharing such an intimate moment with Noctu; of getting to know him on a deeper level despite their differences. She followed him out into the night, her steps almost hesitant as she considered the potential implications of what they were about to do. As they approached the steaming pool of water, Marika couldn't help but shiver slightly in anticipation.
"This is... rather unexpected," she murmured, glancing up at him with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Her golden eyes studied his features closely; searching for any signs that he might not be trustworthy. But all she saw was concern and genuine caring etched into his features.
Cautiously, Marika removed her clothes until she was completely naked. The cool night air touched her skin, making goosebumps rise up on her flesh. She hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and lowering herself carefully into the warm water. It enveloped her body like a soothing embrace, driving away the last vestiges of coldness.
"It's quite lovely," she commented softly, leaning back against one of the smooth stones that lined the edge of the pool. "I don't believe I've ever experienced anything quite like this." Her voice was hushed, almost dreamlike as she took in their surroundings: the starry sky overhead, the rustling trees swaying gently in the breeze... everything seemed to be spinning in a surreal haze around her.
As if sensing her unease, Noctu moved closer, kneeling down beside her in the water. He placed a hand on her shoulder, his touch gentle yet firm. "It's all right," he murmured reassuringly. "You're safe with me." His
El corazón de Marika latía cada vez mas rápido, su padre tenia razón diciéndole que viniese a esta casa, pues, aunque los cuidados de Noctu sean algo con los que Marika estaba poco acostumbrada, al final, Noctu la trataba lo mejor posible. Noctu. Dijo la reina, viendo que Noctu se alejaba. Donde vas? Continuó ella. Voy a vigilar que nadie venga hasta aquí. Dijo Noctu, pero antes de que este se valla, la reina dijo: Quiero que te bañes aquí conmigo.
At the sound of his voice, Marika glanced up at him, her heart still racing in her chest. The expression on his face was open, kind... but she couldn't help but feel a nagging sense of apprehension nonetheless. Perhaps it was just because she wasn't used to being so vulnerable with someone who didn't share her rank and privileges.
But something about the way he looked at her... the way his hand on her shoulder felt so steady and reassuring... made her want to trust him, at least for this moment. Slowly, she nodded her agreement, her golden eyes never leaving his face as she allowed herself to lean closer into his touch.
As they sat together in the warm water, Marika became more comfortable with Noctu's presence; more willing to open up and share parts of herself that she had kept carefully hidden from everyone else. It was a strange feeling, one that left her both exhilarated and slightly disoriented at the same time.
Her hand found its way to his arm, trailing lightly over the smooth skin there before coming to rest on his muscled shoulder. He seemed strong yet gentle at the same time; unlike any man she'd ever met before. "Thank you," she murmured softly, looking up into his eyes once more. "For everything."
There was an intensity in her gaze that made Noctu feel like they were sharing a secret; like this moment was something precious and fleeting, to be treasured for as long as it lasted. He could almost feel the connection between them growing stronger with each passing second, drawing them closer together despite their differences.
De nada, alteza. Dice Noctu, algo incómodo por compartir un momento así con la reina. S-sabe que sus deseos son órdenes. Tras decir eso, Noctu sale del agua, Marika logra verle el pene a Noctu por un momento antes de que este se ponga su ropa. Alteza. Es hora de dormir. ¿Podría usted salir?
"Goodnight, Noctu," she whispered softly, her voice husky with emotion as he helped her out of the pool. Her skin was glistening with water droplets that clung to every inch of her body like tiny beads of glass. She shivered slightly as she stood up, wrapping one arm around herself for warmth before glancing back at him with a look of longing and regret etched into her features.
"I... I don't know how you put up with me," she murmured, taking a step closer to him despite herself. "Being so demanding and ordering you around like that..." Her words trailed off as she searched his face for some sign of disapproval or resentment but found none; only concern and care shining back at her.
With another small sigh, the Queen inclined her head in gratitude before turning to make her way back inside the hut. "Thank you again for everything," she called over her shoulder as she disappeared from view.
Noctu waited until he heard the sound of movement within the house before finally allowing himself to exhale shakily; his heart still racing in his chest despite their intimate encounter. It had been an unexpected turn of events, but one that he couldn't deny had left him feeling oddly fulfilled and contented.
He climbed back into bed, staring up at the ceiling as he tried to make sense of everything that had just happened. The Queen was still here; still in his home... And yet somehow, tonight had been different. It had felt real; genuine. He closed his eyes, trying to clear his thoughts and focus on getting some sleep before having to face whatever tomorrow might bring.
Noctu se levanta de la cama al día siguiente, dispuesto a hacer el desayuno, procede a ordeñar unas vacas para hacer leche y Noctu decide ir al mercado del pueblo, al volver, la reina aún no había despertado de su sueño, Noctu preparó el desayuno para los dos y subió para ver como dormía la reina, Noctu sube a su habitación y toca la puerta, la reina, desnuda, decide abrirla, Noctu se enrojece como un tomate y vuelve a cerrar la puerta, Marika dice: H-hola N-noctu. Noctu vuelve a abrir la puerta, intentando no mirar a la reina. No sé dónde puedo encontrar ropa para ponerme...
As she opened her eyes, the light streaming in through the crack in the curtains momentarily blinded her. For a disorienting instant, she wasn't sure where she was... and then it all came rushing back to her: last night with Noctu, their intimate bath together... everything. Her cheeks flushed hotter than ever as she realized he must have seen her naked form earlier when he'd knocked on the door.
She swallowed hard, trying to steady her voice as she spoke up. "The clothes I was wearing yesterday should still be here somewhere," she managed to choke out. "I don't suppose you could bring them to me?" She glanced down at herself sheepishly, not daring to meet Noctu's gaze directly.
Her heart raced faster than ever as the door creaked open once more; revealing a slightly red-faced Noctu on the other side. He quickly looked away from her bare body, clearing his throat before apologizing for intruding and offering to fetch her clothes. Grateful for the diversion, Marika nodded her thanks and closed her eyes again as she waited for him to return with what she needed.
Once he'd placed the clothing on the bed beside her, she hurriedly began to dress herself, her movements hurried but careful. She didn't want to give Noctu the wrong impression; to make it seem like she was ashamed or uncomfortable around him now. But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a growing sense of confusion and uncertainty about what exactly had happened between them last night... and where they went from here.
As she finished buttoning her dress, Marika opened her eyes once more to find Noctu still standing near the doorway, his expression somewhere between nervousness and uncertainty. "Thank you
No hay de qué, alteza. Pero para mañana esa ropa estará algo sucia. En este armario tiene usted ropa para que pueda ponerse en su estancia aquí. Marika asiente y decide bajar con Noctu, antes de llegar a la cocina, un gran olor le entra a Marika por la nariz, esta era una comida típica de los Hai-Hai, pescados cocinados en una hoguera. Le hice el desayuno, alteza. Noctu reclina la silla de Marika pata que esta pueda sentarse y Noctu se sienta en frente de ella.
As they sat down at the table, the Queen couldn't help but notice how tense Noctu seemed. His movements were stiff and awkward, as if he weren't quite sure what was expected of him now that their intimate night together had faded into the past. She studied his features closely, looking for any signs of regret or disapproval... but found none. Instead, she saw only concern and care etched into his expression.
The smell of their breakfast filled the air; a distinct scent of the Hai-Hai tribe that Marika wasn't used to enjoying so casually. Nonetheless, she forced herself to eat, trying to make their meal feel as normal and routine as possible despite the strange undercurrents pulsing between them.
"Thank you," she murmured after a moment, her voice soft and sincere. "For everything." There was an intensity in her gaze that made Noctu shiver slightly beneath its weight; an unspoken understanding passed between them that made it feel as if they were sharing some deep, private secret. He couldn't quite understand why she was being so kind to him, but for now he would take what he could get and be grateful for it.
"It was my pleasure, alteza," he replied quietly, his voice barely audible over the crackling fire behind them. "I only hope I can continue to be of service to you in the future." He hesitated for a moment before continuing, uncertainty threading its way through his words. "If... if there's anything else you need or want from me..."
The Queen glanced up at him from where she sat across the table; her expression carefully neutral despite the fluttering sensation in her chest. The intensity of their connection was palpable, making it difficult for either of them to pretend that last
No sé cuanto durará la rebelión. Dijo Marika. Los malvados que quieren la corona están intentando de todo para conseguirla. Seguro que me estarán buscando, totalmente. Noctu asiente al conocer algo más de la vida de su alteza. Alteza. Acaso la gente apoya la rebelión? Marika asiente, algo trsite. El reino se encuentra semi destruido. Todo por culpa de esta rebelión, si mi padre no me hubiese dicho que viniese aquí... Me darían ya por muerta. Noctu comprende la situación e intenta decir unas palabras para que Marika se alegre un poco, pero toda esta situación le queda muy grande a Noctu, así que decide escuchar y preguntar: Por qué decidió su padre, mandarla a usted aquí?
At the question, Marika's golden eyes slid over to meet Noctu's concerned gaze. She considered her answer for a moment before speaking, weighing each word carefully as she sought to convey both the importance of their relationship and the delicacy of their situation. "He... my father knew you," she began hesitantly, "that you were different from most men here." Her hand fluttered nervously at her side before finding its way to rest on top of the table, as if for reassurance.
"He believed that you might be trustworthy, despite your lowly station," she continued softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "And he thought that if anyone could protect me and keep me safe until I was strong enough to face my enemies on my own..." Her voice trailed off, the unspoken conclusion lingering heavily in the air between them.
Noctu nodded slowly, his expression grave as he processed this new information. It was a heavy burden for Marika's father to have placed upon him, and one that Noctu did not take lightly. "And what of now?" he asked eventually, careful not to press too hard or appear overbearing. "Will you return to your home once the danger has passed, or will you stay here with me? I cannot help but feel..." He trailed off, unsure how much honesty she would accept from him at this point.
Marika studied his features closely; searching for any signs of ulterior motive or hidden agenda. Finding none, she took a deep breath and forced herself to be honest with him. "I don't know," she admitted quietly. "Part of me wants nothing more than to return home and resume my life as before... But another part of me feels at ease here, safe with you." She glanced away nervously, uns
Bueno. Noctu decide levantar los platos de la mesa. Tengo pensado ir al mercado a comprarle algo de ropa, no creo que sea lo más conveniente que usted use mi propia ropa. Marika sacó una bolsa con monedas y dijo: Paga la ropa que compres con estas monedas. Noctu rechaza las monedas pero la alteza dice: Es una orden. Entonces Noctu decide coger la bolsa de monedas e ir al mercado, una hora después, Noctu vuelve con muchas prendas de ropa para que Marika pueda ponerse en su estancia con Noctu, Marika logra ver que toda la ropa es contra el frío. Aunque Noctu también había comprado ropa interior para ella.
As they finished breakfast, Noctu offered to go shopping for her; specifically for warmer clothing given the chilly weather outside. Initially reluctant to accept his help, Marika eventually acquiesced, handing him a pouch of coins in payment. He hesitated briefly before accepting them with a small nod of gratitude. "Just remember," he muttered under his breath, "it's an order."
Time seemed to pass agonizingly slowly as they waited for Noctu's return. Marika busied herself with preparing lunch, her movements careful and deliberate as she tried not to think about what else she could be doing while he was gone. She couldn't help but wonder if it would always feel this awkward between them; if their differences were simply too great to overcome.
A full hour later, there came a knock at the door. Marika hurried over and opened it to find Noctu standing on the other side, a large bundle of clothing tucked under his arm. "I thought you could use these," he said with a slight blush, holding out several warm scarves for her inspection. "They should keep you toasty by the fire."
Taken aback by his thoughtfulness, Marika could only stare up at him in silence for a moment before taking the scarves gratefully. As she glanced through the rest of his purchases, she realized that he'd also bought several items of undergarments; all designed to keep her warm during their long nights by the fire. She couldn't help but feel a wave of embarrassment wash over her at the thought.
"T-thank you," she stammered, trying to maintain eye contact without appearing too forward. "It wasn't necessary for you to spend your money on..." Her voice trailed off as
Alteza, no hace falta que me agradezca. Es un honor para mi que usted esté aquí. Marika sonríe de forma seductora, incomodando algo a Noctu. Voy a salir a cazar, alteza. Noctu coge una ballesta. La dejaré sola para que pueda probarse la ropa. Marika asiente y ve a Noctu salir por la puerta.
As soon as he disappeared from view, Marika's heart began to race faster than ever before. The intensity of their encounter in the hut last night still burned brightly in her mind; each touch and caress branding itself onto her senses with searing clarity. She bit down on her lower lip nervously, wondering what she should do next.
With a sigh, she closed the door behind him and began to undress, slowly shedding the clothes that he'd brought for her in favor of the warm garments he'd just purchased. The silk fabric caressed her skin like a lover's touch, sending shivers down her spine as it clung to every curve and hollow. As she dressed herself, she couldn't help but fantasize about what it would be like to be with Noctu like this; how he might react if she were to show him just how grateful she truly was for his kindness and protection.
Her breath caught in her throat as she pulled on a pair of soft woolen panties that hugged her body snugly, accentuating her curves in ways that left little to the imagination. It felt almost sinful to wear something so revealing; so provocative. She could feel herself growing wet between her legs at the thought of what might happen if Noctu were to see her like this...
With a nervous giggle, she continued dressing herself, eventually slipping into a cozy sweater and thick woolen leggings that did little to hide her figure but made her feel warm and safe nonetheless. As she finished buttoning up the last of her clothes, she couldn't help but wonder what Noctu was doing out in the woods; if he was having as much difficulty containing himself as she was right now.
Un par de horas después, Noctu toca la puerta y Marika la abre, sorprendida. ¡Noctu había cazado un jabalí! Mire, alteza, carne de jabalí para que los dos podamos comer durante hoy y mañana, ¿qué le parece? A Marika se le hizo la boca agua, las habilidades de caceria de Noctu eran increíbles.
"W-wow," she breathed out in surprise, her eyes going wide as they took in the massive hunk of meat that Noctu had brought back with him. "That's... impressive." She couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement race through her at the sight; it was hard to imagine anyone being able to bring down such a formidable creature on their own.
"T-thank you," she stammered, averting her gaze as another wave of embarrassment washed over her. "I... I wasn't expecting anything like this." The comment was meant partly as an apology for not being able to contribute more herself; a reminder that he hadn't had to go through all of this just for her sake.
As they stood there, the tension between them seemed to dissipate slightly. Marika found herself feeling increasingly warm and fuzzy inside; more connected to Noctu than she ever thought possible. She wanted nothing more than to throw her arms around him and thank him properly for everything he'd done for her today... but at the same time, she knew that doing so would cross a line; blur the lines of authority and obedience too much.
"Well," she said finally, mustering up a weak smile as she leaned against the doorframe, "I suppose we should find something to do with it." Together they headed inside, Marika feeling more at ease in Noctu's presence than ever before; grateful for whatever small moments of normalcy they could manage to share amidst the chaos of their current situation.
Noctu pone la carne de jabalí en la chimenea y se sienta en el sofá, al lado de Marika. Le gustaría a usted... Venir a cazar mañana por la mañana conmigo? Marika se emociona, pero luego recuerda que no puede ser descubierta por nadie, por lo que dice: No lo recuerdas, Noctu? Nadie puede saber que estoy aquí. Noctu asiente y le enseña a Marika un paño para la cabeza. Alteza, comprendo sus reglas y órdenes, pero le compré ropa Hai-Hai, así parecerá una simple aldeana.
As they sat together by the fire, the soft glow reflecting in their eyes, Marika felt a strange stirring within her. She wanted nothing more than to spend time with Noctu; to get closer to him and explore this newfound connection that had formed between them over the past few days. But she also knew that they couldn't ignore the reality of their situation for too long.
"I suppose..." she began, hesitating as she glanced down at her clothing. Despite Noctu's insistence that it would help her blend in better with the locals, the garments still felt foreign and uncomfortable on her skin. "Perhaps I could go with you," she continued slowly, mustering up enough courage to meet his gaze once more. "But only if we can find a way for me to... pass as one of them."
Noctu nodded in understanding, sensing her hesitation and discomfort. He reached into a pocket on the side of the couch and withdrew a length of cloth; carefully unfolding it to reveal a simple bandana. "I thought about that," he explained, holding up the headscarf for her inspection. "It's made from the same material as your new clothes. With this on, you should be able to pass as any other village girl."
Marika hesitated once more before finally taking the bandana from him. She wrapped it around her hair, practicing the knot he'd shown her until she was sure it would stay in place. When she looked up at Noctu again, there was a newfound sense of determination burning brightly in her eyes; a desire to prove herself and push their boundaries just a little bit further. "Alright," she said firmly. "Let's go hunting."
Alteza, haremos la caza mañana. El entusiasmo de Marika le hizo sobresaltarse muy rápido. Tenemos que comer, darle de comer al rebaño y bañarnos en el estanque. Un rubor pasó por la mejilla de Marika al pensar en volver a desvestirse y bañarse frente a Noctu. El jabalí casi está listo, que parte le gustaría comer a usted? Pregunta Noctu.
The thought of bathing with Noctu, of being so close to him without their clothes as a barrier, made her heart race faster than ever before. She felt warm all over; flushed with an ember that seemed to consume her from within. Swallowing hard, she forced herself to focus on the task at hand, hoping that the distraction would help quell some of these unwanted feelings.
"I-I don't know," she stammered, looking anywhere but at him. "Whatever you think is best." Her cheeks were burning with a telltale flush, and it was all she could do not to turn beet red in embarrassment.
Noctu smiled softly at her reaction, understanding the discomfort she felt. He reached out and placed his hand on hers reassuringly. "It's alright," he murmured soothingly. "We can share whatever we want; there's no need to be shy with me." His touch sent electric tingles up her arm, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything other than the simple act of breathing.
As they ate their dinner in companionable silence, Marika couldn't help but wonder if this was what it felt like to be truly at ease with someone; to trust them enough to let down all of her defenses and simply be herself. She found herself wishing that the situation were different; that she could stay with Noctu forever instead of returning home when everything calmed down once more.
But even as she entertained these fanciful thoughts, she knew deep down that it was impossible. There was no future for them together; not with her life and responsibilities waiting for her back at home. All they had now were these precious moments they shared by the firelight; stolen glimpses of a world where anything seemed
Noctu y Marika comienzan a comer cuando Noctu pregunta: Cuánto tiempo durará la rebelión? Marika mira al suelo y dice: Me temo que va a alargarse. Demasiado. Noctu asiente con una señal de tristeza. Sé que usted tiene ganas de volver a su palacio. Lo siento mucho. Pese a las palabras de Noctu, Marika no tenía tan claro si volver a su palacio tras el fin de la guerra sería la mejor opción, pues Marika quería compartir momentos con Noctu en esa cabaña.
"I'm not sure either," she confessed softly, her gaze fixed on the remains of their dinner. The truth was that she wanted nothing more than to stay with Noctu; to be safe in his arms for as long as possible. But at the same time, she knew that her place was back home, where she could resume her duties and take care of the people who depended on her.
As they ate in silence, Marika found herself growing more and more aware of Noctu's presence beside her; the way his muscles moved beneath his skin as he reached for another piece of meat, the steady rhythm of his breathing that seemed to sync with hers whenever their eyes met across the table. She could feel an aching longing welling up inside her, a desire so powerful it threatened to consume her entire being.
She took a shaky breath, trying to regain control of herself, before speaking again. "I wish there was some other way," she murmured softly, not meeting his eyes. "A way for us to be together without all of this... without the danger and uncertainty." Her voice trailed off, her hopes hanging in the air between them like delicate gossamer threads.
Noctu reached out, placing a reassuring hand on hers where it rested on the table. "We'll find a way," he said firmly, his gaze steady and intense as it met hers. "Somehow, we'll make everything work out." Even though she knew that what he was promising her was impossible, she found herself believing him anyway; trusting in the strength of their connection enough to let go of reality for a little while longer.
They finished dinner in companionable silence, neither one willing or able to confront the harsh realities of their situation until they absolutely had to. When at last they
Cuando ambos terminaron la cena, Noctu, como la noche anterior, cogió unas toallas y camisas para Marika. Volveremos a bañarnos en el estanque? Pregunta Marika, Noctu asiente y ambos salen de la casa de Noctu. Alteza, antes debería alimentar al ganado. Marika sigue a Noctu, ella nunca había hecho algo así, pero Noctu era todo un profesional, simplemente cogió un par de cubos llenos de sobras del jabalí y se lo hechó a los animales en una esquina, luego cogió bastante paja y se lo hechó a los animales en otra esquina. Ya está, alteza. Podemos ir al estanque.
As they walked to the nearby pond, Marika struggled to keep up with Noctu's long strides. The heavy cloak she wore, intended to disguise her true identity, made it difficult for her to move as nimbly as he did. But despite these challenges, she never once complained; instead using the opportunity to take in their surroundings and marvel at the beauty of the world they were forced to live in now.
The pond itself was clear and pristine, its surface undisturbed by wind or footprints. A small wooden dock extended out over the water, offering a place for them to sit while they bathed. As they approached it, Marika couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and trepidation churning within her. The thought of being naked in front of Noctu was both exhilarating and terrifying; she could almost feel his gaze burning into the back of her neck as they made their way across the dock.
"Here," he said finally, gesturing for her to sit on one end while he took a spot at the other. "Take off your cloak." Marika hesitated before slowly obeying, shivering slightly in the chilly air as she shed the garment and draped it over her knees. Her heart raced as Noctu's eyes traveled up and down her body, taking in every curve and hollow. For a moment, she wished they were somewhere else; anywhere where they could be alone together without all these boundaries and rules to
Marika, por segundo día consecutivo, se desnudó y se metió en el estanque de aguas termales, después, Noctu decidió hacer lo mismo, Marika se fijó en el enorme pene de Noctu. Es enorme... Pensó Marika, sus mofletes se empezaron a colorar pensando en el tamaño de la polla de Noctu. ¿Ocurre algo, alteza? Pregunta Noctu, ya metido en el estanque.
As she sat there in the warm water, marveling at the sensation of freedom that came with being completely naked in front of him, Marika couldn't help but wonder if this was what true intimacy felt like; if Noctu could ever look past his duties and responsibilities to see her for who she really was: a woman aching with desire.
She glanced up at his face, feeling her cheeks flush anew as their eyes met across the water. "It's just...," she began hesitantly, not quite sure how to put her feelings into words, "... it feels so different here." Her voice drifted off, lost in the soft splashing of the water against the sides of the dock.
Noctu chuckled softly at her comment. "I understand," he said reassuringly, reaching out and taking one of her hands in his own. The warmth of his skin sent a shiver down her spine, making it hard to concentrate on anything else but the simple touch. "It's easy to get caught up in our responsibilities sometimes; to forget that there's more to life than just duty and obligation."
She looked at him searchingly, trying to read his expression. There was something different about Noctu today; a softness in his eyes she hadn't seen before. It made her heart race faster, filling her with hope and anticipation. "Do you ever wish you could just...," she began, trailing off uncertainly, not sure how to finish the thought."Do I ever wish that things were different?" he asked quietly, meeting her gaze without flinching. "Yes, of course. But we can't change our destinies; all we can do is make the most of each moment we're given."
Marika looked down at their entwined hands,
A mí me hubiese gustado... Quedarme en mi reino cuando tuve la oportunidad. Marika asiente, es bien sabido que los Hai-Hai tienen un reino propio, pero Noctu vive lejos de una comuna del reino de Marika. El ejército de los Akre me persiguió hasta que los perdí de vista, y tuve que empezar una nueva vida aquí. Recuerdo ese día de hace 5 años como si fuese ayer... Noctu suspira.
As she listened to him speak, memories flooded her mind: the laughter they'd shared; the way he had made her feel so special and protected whenever they were together. A wave of longing threatened to overcome her, making it difficult for her to breathe as she imagined what their life might have been like if things had turned out differently.
Despite his words about not being able to change their destinies, Marika couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in her heart; a sense that perhaps there was something more between them than just duty and obligation. She looked up at Noctu, studying the lines of his face and the warmth in his eyes, and found herself wondering what would happen when they finally parted ways. Would this connection they'd shared survive beyond the boundaries of their current circumstances?
"It must have been... difficult for you," she said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper as she squeezed his hand reassuringly. "Living in exile all these years; starting over from scratch." The thought made her shiver, even as it made her appreciate all that she had back home
Bueno...Dice Marika para aliviar la tensión que había entre ambos por las revelaciones sobre el pasado de Noctu. Quieres que juguemos a un juego? Se llama el cazador y el gato, yo cierro los ojos y tengo que buscarte con los ojos cerrados dentro de esta charca. Noctu asiente y Marika cierra los ojos, buscando a Noctu dentro del estanque.
<Hiding behind her cloak, Marika crept up to the edge of the pond, careful not to make a sound. She bent down low, so close to the water that her breath misted against its surface. Peering out from between two rocks, she watched as Noctu searched for her, his movements methodical and precise. It was an eerie game they were playing; their bodies mere inches apart but worlds apart in reality.>
Her heart raced in anticipation, a mixture of excitement and fear coursing through her veins as she waited for the right moment to make her move. Her gaze darted back and forth between Noctu's outstretched arms and his closed eyes, wondering how long it would take him to find her hidden among the reeds and algae that surrounded them.
As she watched, he suddenly stilled; tilting his head slightly as if sensing something in the air. Marika held her breath, willing herself not to make a sound as Noctu moved closer, drawing ever nearer to her hiding spot. Her heart hammered wildly in her chest, each beat loud enough to drown out all other sounds save for the splash of water and the rush of blood through her ears.
With an agility that belied his size, Noctu spun suddenly, his eyes fixing on hers with a startled expression. Marika felt a thrill course through her at being discovered, but it was quickly replaced by something else; a softness in his gaze that made her want nothing more than to step out from behind the rocks and into his arms. As they stared at each other across the narrow distance between them, she knew with sudden clarity that their connection went far deeper than duty or obligation; it transcended time and space, circumstance and identity.
"I-I found you," he stam