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-Day Two-
The morning was lovely, as usual. Early morning tea was served bedside in silence and left at the end of the bed; you had already awoken and thanked the ladies; they left, and it was just you and your sleepy princess. She always looked groggy first thing in the morning; you knew her insecurities that she hid under her well known make-up. It was crucial that you made it work and did not make eye contact before 8 am. Severe punishments were provided to those trying to take a peak at Lady Dimirescu.
Once everyone had left the room, and your mistress could breathe. You walked to her bedside and sat down on the end, stroking her curled, ebony hair and soft skin. You watched your mistress grumble and sit herself, rubbing her eyes and looking and the clock. You had woken her a little early so she could enjoy her blood mixed tea and cuddles in bed until the daughters woke up. You did everything in a comfortable silence after Good morning, and I love you's had been shared between you both. You had wrapped yourself into one of many dressing gowns and then went to the tea trolly and made two glasses of blood tea. She sat next to you on the ottoman that lay at the end of the main bed. You passed her the cup of tea, and you saw a light in your beloved's eyes that you had only seen when she was happy. Truly happy. Her eyes before towards her daughters, and you looked with kind and loving, but that morning there was this glow mixed with her gorgeous honey eyes.
Peace. Your dearest Alcina was relaxed and in touch with her inner self.
You took a sip of your tea and shuddered, not realising how thirsty for blood you had been. Alcina chuckled tiredly and took her glass, drinking her blood tea, purring in delight. She then leaned her head on your shoulder and kissed your neck. This was not to arouse you but to comfort the both of you. She pointed to things outside in the gardens and the little memories that would pop up, and a smile would appear on her face. Your heart melted at this, a few minutes of peace in the morning. You finished your tea and felt the energy flow through. You placed your empty glass back on the tray and leaned over, and kissed your beloved's lips. She looked up at you and took your hand, still so much bigger than yours.
"Darling. You're leaving me?" She said in a tired pout.
"My dear, I have worked out a plan that will work; I am going to get the girls up and ready, maybe go for a little explore in the gardens so you can take your time with your makeup, and we will all go to the dining room for breakfast without chaos." Alcina smiled broadly,
"My dear pet, you are so good to me; I will need at least an hour. Or-" Surprisingly, you cut her off.
"Alcina, an hour is what, then an hour is what you get! I will see you soon, my one true." Alcina was stunned to see you so determined for her to relax, and her heart fluttered and had moths in her tummy.
You blew a kiss for her before you closed the door. Once out the door, keeping the kids in line till breakfast was your job. You were dressed in one of your mistress's dressing gown that was clearly too big for you but slippers that fit fine. You marched downstairs and into the main hall and called them all. Not even seconds passed before swarms of flies appeared and then morphed into three separate children in a line. You told them the plan, and all loved the idea; you walked out first and checked the temperature, came back inside and asked them to put on a hoody just to be safe. Once that was sorted, you opened the big french doors and set the girls free to shake their sillies out. Daniela and Cassandra dove straight in and began playfighting on the soft grass area. Zoned out, you awoke to a tap on the shoulder. Bela was just taller than you, but technically her age froze at seventeen. You gained eye contact and looked at her warmly.
"Y/N, can I talk to you?" She whispered, knowing how good her sister's hearing was.
"Yes, of course, kiddo; what's up? " You reply in the same whisper while also keeping an eye on Daniela and Cassandra. Bela sat down next to you and turned to face you.
"You're frozen to be nineteen forever right after your transition to the mutation. You are also hopefully become my step mum soon. Still, you are the closest person in age I have to talk to, so I was wondering if before bed you come into my room and we could- read together and talk about girl problems-" You cut her off with a massive hug and a tear rolling down your cheek.
"Bela, no matter what other titles I may be given in the future, I would love to hang out and chat about music and good lesbian romance books and read too! And girl problems are my speciality." You said this in a calm manner, but inside, you felt like your heart was about to explode with emotions you didn't understand.
Bela hugged back, and you felt tears of her own fall onto the back of your neck.
(breakfast time/An hour has gone past.)
Donna had slept in a little with Angie and walked into the dining room looking relaxed; Donna was wearing her fluffy black onesie with a hood, and she had made a matching set for Angie, which looked rather adorable. Donna sat at the end of the table with Angie in her highchair, waking the sleep from her wooden face. Alcina sat opposite Donna at the other head of the table. You were sat on her right, and Bela sat opposite you; next to Bela was Cassandra, and then across was Daniela. Once you were all seated and settled, Alcina began to go over the plans of the day, saying that she wanted to have a very relaxed and family bonding type of day. She said she has some photo memories of things she would do with her sisters in the castle when she was here, fuzzy photos but essential none the less. So monopoly, card games, painting and drawing, sewing and exploring all the grounds had to offer.
Everyone agreed and didn't put up a fuss; everyone was exhausted from the trip and sitting in the massive living room surrounded by natural light and looking on into the breath taking views. No one also complained because no one had ever seen Alcina so relaxed, and as Donna pointed out, the typical crutches she turned to on the daily multiple times. At home, she would smoke a packet of her cigarettes and, on a bad day, even two, but here she had lit one, left it in the ashtray, and took the occasional puff, so she didn't go into nicotine withdrawal.
Once the meal had ended, everyone headed into the living room; Alcina sat herself in her father's armchair and placed her barely touched glass of wine on the side table along with her cigarette and ash tray. She patted her thigh and looked at you in a way that made your insides melt; she walked over to her and lifted you onto her lap. All three daughters began to have a mini squabble about what game should be played first. Donna despised any type of conflict and showed the girls a magical three sided coin; it wasn't normal Romanina lev but something of her own creation. The girls ceased their bickering and looked at their Aunt Donna like expectant kittens. Alcina's eyes kept the same glow as they did when she woke up; she was so happy, and in her presence and embrace, it was hard to feel anything other than calm and joy. Your beloved wrapped her arm around your waist and snuggled her face in your neck so she could see the entertainment. You knew she was the woman you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, and as she was so happy- This holiday would be a great place to purpose. But you had to keep hush about your plan as you needed Donna on board.
"How does it work, Auntie Donna?" Daniela asked, pupils dilated as she stared at the intriguing triangular coin. You squinted a little and saw a face you were not expecting. Mother Miranda. Well, I suppose it makes sense for a woman worshipped by a whole village as the Priestess; of course, she would be on some weird currency. Donna enjoyed the attention from all three of her nieces and spun the dice on the table.
"Whichever of you get your Grandma Miranda, you get to choose what game we play first." All the girls agreed to these terms and watched as Donna picked up the dice and spun it with the accuracy of a surgeon. It spun round and round, the girls buzzing when the glimmer of the portrait engraved into this coin shone their way. Until the movements became slower and it settled on Bela, her face lit up, and she grabbed the coin and hopped to Alcina.
"Mother, where do you keep the games?" Alcina smiled warmly and pointed to the cabinet in the corner of the room.
"What game are you picking, Bela?" Daniela asked,
"Cards. I want to play Black Jack!" Alcina smirked; in her youth, she played around in the music business as her voice was so incredible it would be criminal of her not to do anything with it, and gambling was one of the star life's top things in their mind. Not even about the possible debt or press cover on famous gambling addicts, but if you didn't appear at all and had a little fun, you might as well have called your career quits. It was a tough crowd to please the 1927 crowds. Not only because of the recovery of the Great war and the talk of another war being in discussion, meaning entertainment had to take people's minds to a place when things were simple.
"Good choice, sweetheart," Alcina got you on your feet and joined the group on the sofas with a beautiful coffee table in between. Alcina sat herself down and watched as Bela held the pack of old cards triumphantly in her hand. Angie, who was oddly not sitting on Donna's lap, had been playing with her tea set in the other corner by the window, but the activity had attracted her from her deep and complex tea party with herself.
You played so many games that morning with plenty of laughter, and witty comments from all angles, bets places both won and lost even though Alcina had strictly forbidden any type of gambling under her roofs. The girls protested that it was harmless fun, but they knew arguing with a brick wall was just as useless because neither of them would budge from begging.
Lunch was served at two in the afternoon and was just the same as being at home, a bloody banquette for three growing children and a bloodthirsty woman. The chefs who had been hired to cater for your family were given the finest ingredients to work with, a lot from Lady Dimitrescu herself. But it would be their first time working with the fine cut of the virgin breast. One of the more fatty cuts of meat but flavorful non the less.
One passed out when she walked into the freezer and saw a girl strung up like livestock about the same age as her, intestines separated from her meat and insides exposed and frosted from the cold. Alcina excepted that for a human first time dealing with her kind that she gave her a second chance, and if she messed it up, she would join the girl in the freezer.
After that, there were no more incidences of staff not doing as they were told or acting weird around your way of life.
You had gotten used to the textures of human flesh and rather liked it now; it was a part of your journey in your mutation to expect your dietary needs to change significantly due to the fact you needed different amounts of proteins and iron to keep up with your rapidly altering immune system. You ended the day with a quick garden walk with the girls wrapped up warmly, they complained of being hot, but Alcina wouldn't take any chances of the cold affecting them.
"The night breeze is different to those during the summer day, my dears," She smiled and cooed at their angry faces. You did feel bad that they had to sweat under all their layers because their mother was petrified of something going wrong and ending things in a bad way. She had all right to be worried, but the hats did over do it a little.
After that, it was baths and bedtime stories. Alcina always read to her babies before they went to bed as she remembered her parents barely acknowledging her existence unless it benefitted them, so she did everything in her power to make sure her daughters knew that their mommy loved them very much and wanted to spend time with them. Teach them what they needed to know for the brutal world out there and how proud she was of each of them. This just stabbed tiny toothpick-sized daggers into your heart, watching these kids smothered with more love than they knew what to do with, and you would always feel extremely guilty knowing it wasn't their fault you had a shit upbringing.
Stories read, and fangs brushed, Alcina would tuck them into bed herself and spend about five minutes with each daughter saying goodnight and expressing her love. Looking on in a confused way, trying not to feel the envy as you loved the kids to death. Alcina came back to you and shut the bedroom door, undressing herself and getting ready for bed; she looked over at you and your unmasked face. She was puzzled and had a worried pout across her laugh lines. She sat next to you with no bra and a pair of panties, nightdress in hand.
"Why the face, my little mate," Her voice was like an angel, and you sighed deeply,
"Alcina, you are a great mother. I just get jealous seeing parenting done in a way I could have only dreamed about, but I love to see it simultaneously- I just don't know how to feel sometimes." A wash of understanding calmed her face and returned the calm Alcina you loved so dearly.
"Baby girl, your parents didn't raise you the way they should, and neither did mine. I just see my children as a second chance to show how kindness and unconditional love can raise wonderful and less broken people. I want you to be able to do that too, my babies need an extra figurehead of authority in their life, and you are perfect!" You smiled weakly and nodded your head; maybe it would ease your emotions to give the connection and attention you craved as a child into your own step children.
You slept peacefully that night, laying where you always did pressed tight against your beloved's chest above her heart and sleeping to the rhythm of her breathing. Only she could provide the sounds and comfort your whole body and soul. Completely relaxed and weak in her arms.
- Day Three -
The smell of Alcina's perfume woke you when she rolled over into your arms; you took a long inhale, trying to savour every second. Alcina was still sleeping when you opened your eyes, but the light coming in from the windows told you that you were not awake ridiculously early. Looking over to the bedside clock seeing it was eight in the morning. Pretty good for you and fantastic for your beloved, as she was always awake before you unless there was a reason.
You smiled and kept your love in your embrace; even though she was much bigger than you, it made no difference in cuddles; you would arrange yourself so Alcina got the most comfort that she could. You wanted her to sleep as much as possible, as these rare days that her body could recharge meant she felt less joint and back pain and had more patience for those around her. Stroking her silky black curls and letting the hair flow through your fingers in a fluid motion, kissing her forehead, gaining the sweetest grunt. Your heart picked up, and you looked at her with only love and adoration. Mornings where you could bask in your love for her, ignoring all the negativity in your head, were so refreshing. She just completed you; you couldn't wait to spend the rest of your life by her side.
She held your jaw up to her face and kissed you deeply but only briefly. You whimpered, still tired and waking up but desiring a little more than just a peck.
You pouted and looked up and her.
She looked down at you and chuckled warmly, "What is it, dear? You are not satisfied?", She chuckled and stood up, leaving you still under the covers. You smiled and took a deep breath. Your love. Your life. As Alcina did her morning routine of washing her face and doing her makeup, you took the time to think and think about how to tell Donna you plan to propose and tell the kids too. Would they take it well? What would Miranda think?
Oh fuck... What would Heisenberg do? Say? Act!?
God, all these thoughts took over your brain like a tsunami tumbling through the very energy lines going through your brain. A whole board that floated in front of your eyes, taking imaginary strings to connect imaginary thoughts. What you did know was you needed a good ring, talk to Donna and then... Get approval from Miranda.
All while this was going on, you had forgotten the new addition of your mutated body, these beautiful wings that lay dormant on your back. It was strange really going from a human to a mutated mould monster like the rest of the family, the community it brings and the joy. Oh, the sweet pleasure it brings your heart to feel a part of a family. A family that loves you.
The bathroom door opened...
You shook your head slightly and looked in the direction of your beloved ducking under the doorframe, looking as flawless as ever. It took you a moment to comprehend her beauty, even though it was the face you had seen so many times before. Every morning she excited you, the eyes of a queen and the structure of a Goddess sent from a higher power than you could ever comprehend.
"I walk out of my boudoir each morning, whether it be the Dimitrescu Mannor house or Castle Dimitrescu. You always have that same excited look-" She blushes a little and bounces one of her raven curls as it is now tightly tucked in position, waiting for her hat.
"Well, Alcina, to be completely honest- I could never get bored of you, your ways and the routine I've gotten used to. No matter where we are." I look at her and hum softly.
"You're charming little thing, aren't you?" She bites her lip playfully, walks only a few steps to reach you, and towers over you. You look up and smile and her. She extends her arms down to you and cups your face in one hand and the other behind your back, making you get on your tiptoes to reach her.
She gazes her honey eyes into yours, and you both laugh comfortably. Your lips collide, and you both bask in each other's embrace, her lips with a fresh coat of lipstick printing neatly onto your own.
"Now, are you satisfied, My Pet?" She asked in a tone that could only be described as your heaven.
"Much better," You chuckle a little, and finally, we break away from the warmth of each other's embrace.
"I know my girls are up; I can hear them through the wall- bickering at the sound of it over god knows what." She sighed and put her red fluffy robe around her, custom-made to fit her; it looked stunning. You couldn't help but look in awe and smile.
"I bet they are just hungry and restless for a long hike. I mean, I am too, but I want to test my wings first!" You get all excited again and look up at her.
"That is a great idea, darling! Breakfast first, then at the family discussion, we will go through our plan and get the girls causing havoc in the wilderness." You both laugh, "But after that, we can go out to a big patch of grass in the garden, and you can spread your beautiful wings.
You beam at her words and get dressed in appropriate breakfast attire... One of the white cotton button-up shirts Alcina brought you and comfy trousers and a hoodie.
Perfect!
Breakfast was served to the delight of the girls, all waiting in anticipation of the family hike; you sat at the right hand of Alcina like you always did. The fabulous spread of food lay neatly over the dining table.
You would get these memories when you were part of the preparation, the help, the blood and sweat you had put into these meals and now served to you. It somehow was still a large pill to swallow, living in the luxury that your lover was so used to. The difference in background between you and Alcina had never been a worry point, though. She loved you no matter if you knew what the fuck a starter fork was and then a salad fork was. She would just chuckle, correct the placement, and get them in an order you would understand. In a way, part of her romantic charm was her motherly touch on things. She made you feel wanted, loved and cherished. And never yelled at you; she never treated you like your parents had.
Unconditional love...
As you ate, having normal breakfast conversation. Daniela adoring her Mătuși room. Cassandra talked about the fantastic dream she had, about torturing her monthly manthing to death and leaving him there to dry out with a bucket under him so not a drop went to waste.
Also that the best way to torture someone is... Slowly. Very very slowly.
Bela and how each night she was transported into the book she was reading and got to enjoy the lucid conversations she could have with the characters asleep. You thought about how conversations used to be for you in your old life. Stale like a month-old baguette and how it could be calm, but then so quickly it would turn into a screaming match between either parent, it didn't matter. Just who was in a bad mood at the meal and who they were going to take it out on. Usually you. Because why the fuck not.
You were diminutive and vulnerable then, an easy target for endless ridicule and beating. But then it became a habit that your parents saw as a bloody bonding activity. You saved their marriage by letting them use your little self for whatever destructive urge they had. And saved all their love for each other. They had left you alone. Hurting. Full of inner rage and internal hatred that, for the years, as you grew till 18, were untreated wounds left to be infected. But they were on the inside, through the sheer veils of your heart, that you genuinely believed would never be fixed.
Until you met her. Lady Alcina Dimitrescu. The woman who fucked you just the way you liked it and had prepared your aching heart with bandages and love. Giving you a family and a place to call.
Home.
Packed and ready.
All the Dimitrescu family dressed in full hiking gear, ready for the wilderness. And sweet, excellent Donna dressed in a lovely fitting black jumpsuit, her hair pinned back in a bun and her veil nowhere in sight. You looked at her with a smile on your face, not wanting to ask the question of why she was not wearing it. Although Donna had been one step ahead of me, and took my arm silently and pulled me into the next room.
"Everything alright, Donna?" You say, not concerned but curious.
"Well, my veil is my protection from people who are not my family. And I know that you can't imagine a world without Alcina, so that makes you family to me. I also know that you are going to propose to her-", You cut her off softly.
"Donna- how did you know I was planning to propose?", You question with a grin on your face,
"Oh, I may be autistic, but I can tell when someone is showing major queues of a grand plan being stored in their head, desperate to tell the world but not being able to,". You looked at her, almost speechless; it was as if she could read your mind.
"Well, Y/N? Do you want to marry my sister?" she asked a little too loud for my liking, but You couldn't help but blush. You nodded, and Donna got the hint and went back to whispering.
"I- I do. I want to marry Alcina more than anything in the world." you were overwhelmed with pride as you said this, accompanied by the broad smile on Donna's face.
"I will help in any way I can to help this to be the most romantic proposal of her life. She deserves the right partner. And I truly believe it's you, Y/N." Her words melted your heart, and you couldn't help but hug her.
"Sarai mia cognata. E l'altra madre delle mie nipoti. Ora sei la mia famiglia e questo significa che ti amo caro Y/N." {You will, my sister-in-law. And my nieces' other mother. Now you are my family, and that means I love you, dear}. She said; you were slightly dumbfounded.
"Oh- did Alcina not tell you? I'm a born and bred Italian!" Donna chuckled and left you to your confusion.
You heard the voice that made your heart beat every day. "Y/N sweetheart? Where are you, my dear it's time to go. We need to get a move on so we can be back before the night chills kick in!". You shook your head and ran into the hall where all your stuff was neatly by the door for your arrival.
"I'm here, love!" You say, picking your bag onto your back and opening the front door. Alcina came up behind you and took her arm around your waist. Placing a kiss at the top of your head. You smiled up at her and leaned in further.
All the girls dressed in their hiking gear walked out the door buzzing with excitement, Angie pitching a ride on Bela's shoulder, joining in on the banter.
The last to leave was Alcina and you, her arm still around you and holding the door for her.
"Ladies first," You chuckled and bowed for her,
Alcina laughed and strutted out over the threshold like the queen she was, looking back at you and making a squeezing motion. You knew that meant hurry up and hold my hand.
You shut the door and took Alcinas hand into your own. You both strolled together to catch up to the eager troops.
And the Dimitrescu Hike through the Romanian Mountains had begun!
The sights you got to witness took your breath away. The grasslands, lakes, old castles left in rubble, and forests for miles around. It was pure paradise.
Alcina led us all down the trail that she had somehow committed from memory and was the light and soul of the mountains. She was laughing and free, no longer confined to the castle and the endless to-do list that sent her poor heart into panic and overload.
She was Alcina here. And it made you wonder if this was an option because, after all. You two had forever, both immortal, with three children who would be around as long as we were as long as we took care of them properly. And, of course, that was no issue.
Would living here be the best thing?
The open spaces, the Mannor and all the memories Alcina could access from its walls. It seemed like a no brainer. But the one thing you couldn't be sure of was Miranda's reaction. Because no matter how happy she was with her new toy and the little manthing attached to it, it wouldn't keep her entertained for long.
Either she would get bored, or Mia would start demanding an actual mother out of her for Rose or- Evelyn. You had absolutely no clue what she was doing, how everything at the castle was operating.
Should you be worried? Was the main question swirling around your endless cesspool of thoughts.
Suddenly a squeeze of your hand and wrist pulled you back to the present; you shook your head to stable your vision. You looked up and saw Alcina, her hand around yours and a small smile on her lips.
"Dragă mea?" she said in her calm tone,
"Yes, love?" you replied,
"I can tell your mind is elsewhere; what are you worrying about?" Somehow you forgot how well this woman could read you; the slightest detail on your face and she would pick it up. It made you feel this kind of tingle, a light that you couldn't understand.
"Just about what chaos Heisenberg is causing," you sighed, a little defeated, that no matter where you were, you couldn't stop worrying.
"If I took one second to think about that migit manchild, I would never be able to relax." She laughed, and you couldn't help but smile. She kept a hold of your hand and kept you close to her hip. It was nice to see her so happy, and in turn, it calmed your frayed nerves, and you walked along side her.
As Alcina had such long legs, her strides were a lot bigger than anyone you had ever walked with. You had to put in twice the effort to keep up with her. You didn't mind this at all, though; she was well paced and such good company. The girls were behind you and laughing and joking about whatever came to their minds. Angie and Donna were at the back, ensuring no one was left behind. Donna was in her own heaven with all the plants and flowers that came at every turn.
"Alcina?" You looked up at her,
"Yes, mouse?" She turned to you,
"Are you happy here?" It just came out; it was something you had observed but wanted to hear from her own words, her own lips.
"I haven't been this happy in decades-" She looked away at the trail ahead.
"I like it here so much; I think the girls do too."
"This place is its own joy, I think." She smiled and ran her free hand through her hair; she was not in her everyday outfit of the white dress, cream heels, a large black hat, and matching gloves. She was dressed in dark grey hiking trousers and a black shirt; she looked comfortable and content.
She was perfection.
Her red lips and golden eyes weaken your very being from one glance. This is what love felt like, no matter how she looked or what she wore- you were absolutely smitten.
(Two Hours later)
As you walked hand in hand with your love, the three still having a chit-chat about whatever the fuck they wanted. The giggling and buzzing were just heartwarming, especially when one of them said a bad word in either English or Romanian and would look at Alcina in case she had heard.
Of course, she had because not only did she have monster hearing, but she also had a motherly hearing. And that was the scariest of all, so when they turned round, they were met with Alcinas raised brows and an all-knowing smirk on her red lips. Even in her hiking outfit, she still held the same confident and respectable aura about her. The culprit of the bad tongue, usually Cassandra would blush and look away from her mother's all-knowing gaze. You couldn't help but laugh as her pale cheeks turned a light shade of rouge.
Suddenly among all the laughter, Donna yelled in excitement, "look, massive grasslands! This is the perfect place for a picnic, and I don't know about all of you, but I am absolutely starving." Donna pointed at a beautiful meadow that seemed to go on forever, tall grass with flowers of all types that were local and full of colour. The sun shone down upon the land, giving it a soft glow.
"It's absolutely perfect, Donna! Good eye." Alcina hummed; she let go of your hand and turned around to face the group.
"Baby bugs, are you ready for lunch?" Alcina bent down to eye level.
"Yes Mami, picioarele mele sunt prea obosite!!!" {Mommy, my legs are too tired.}. Daniela groaned,
"Mummy, I am starving! Please say you packed flesh for me!" Cassandra looked up at Alcina. Alcina chuckled and cupped Cassandra's cheek softly.
"Sweetheart, did you really think that Mumie (Mummy) would forget to feed her children?" She kissed Cassandra's forehead.
"Yes, that's a good point," Cassandra chuckled and buzzed.
Alcina made a path through the long grass with Donna close behind her as she was wearing shorts, and due to her autism, the itchy sensation of the grass on her bare skin was too much for her. So Alcina used her beautifully long legs to tread a flat path making it safe. It was once again a game of following the leader through a thicket of squished grass until...
"Mum, look! The clearing!" Bela pointed with excitement; you all kept going until you made it to the absolutely stunning meadow.
It was just perfect...
You and Alcina took everyone's bags and set them down in the spot you had chosen, half in the shade of a massive tree and the other out in the bright sunshine. Alcina laid the big picnic blanket down with ease, and you set everything in place on it, putting the bags on the four corners so that the breeze wouldn't irritate you. Once you had finished getting unpacked and in its place. It was just time to relax and rest in the warm Romanian sunshine. Donna opened the picnic basket she had brought with all her homemade goodies and a cooler with bags of fresh flesh in airtight ziplock bags.
You sighed, but not a sad sigh but a relaxed one. These were your family now; your life was with them, and nothing from the past could ruin this. You were happy, and being happy felt so fucking good.
Alcina took her factor one hundred sun cream from her bag and started to apply it over her arms and legs. You couldn't help but enjoy the view, and for a moment, you completely zoned out, watching Alcina applying the cream, only awoken by Angie's laughter.
You looked at her, almost pissed at her for making her lose your filthy train of thought. But to your horror, it also got your beloved's attention too. She smirked and winked at you, sending shivers to all the right places but at the wrong time.
"Totem poll, I think you're little maid likes you." She said it in a humorously silly tone.
Alcina finished her cream on the areas that needed to be covered and ignored Angie; she just looked at you and smiled. "Still, my little maid..." She bit her lip and chucked.
You blushed and turned away, trying not to show the weakness that travelled through your body.
"DONNA, THE LESBAIN'S ARE AT IT AGAIN, AND I'M WORRIED IT WILL ESCALATE!!!" Angie screamed across the meadow to poor Donna was just trying to pick flowers and watch the girls with the other eye. You grumbled and kissed Alcina's cheek and then whispered in her ear-
"We will continue this later, hm?" You smirked into her lips and kissed them softly; feeling her neediness against you made you feel this power like no other.
Alcina blushed and rolled her eyes, "you are such a flirt, Y/N, honestly. Voi avea grijă să te trag tare când ajungem acasă, dragă. Bucurați-vă de această dominație pentru că nu o veți mai avea pentru mult timp." {I will make sure to fuck you hard when we get home, darling. Enjoy this dominance because you won't have it for much longer.} She chuckled, seeing the power and confidence drip off you like water off a duck's back.
The three girls were playing happily, rolling around in the grass and chasing each other as fast as their legs could carry them. You watched them, and this overwelling hit of love made it so clear to your heart just how much you loved those kids. You loved the woman who made them and the family attached to them.
Your family how.
Donna came over with a basket full of wildflowers of all colours, shapes and sizes and sat down in the shaded part of the blanket. She took Angie onto her lap and placed one into her hand.
"I am going to make flower crowns, and Angie will help me. Won't you, Angie? It will keep you from being a pest and doing something good. Now call the girls over. I need to measure their heads and make them lunch," She said tenderly, looking out at the meadow in its prime. Mid-day, sun shining and clear sky and nothing in the way except flight.
But oh yes, your wings!
"Donna dear, would you mind doing lunch? I need to teach this beautiful girl how to use her wings, and this is just the perfect spot." You beamed up at her and took her hand in yours.
"Oh, of course, you two love birds go and have fun; I will hold the fort while you are gone and keep the four of them out of trouble." They chuckled, and you joined in.
What would you do without sweet, sweet Donna? Who knows.
Alcina stood up gracefully and looked over to where the girls were playing, "BABY BUGS COME HERE," She yelled effortlessly across the meadow, then before you could blink, bugs and moths swarmed and then appeared.
"Hi, Mumie, mum and Donna!" They all said in unison, out of breath and panting like sweet puppies.
"Hello, my darling girls; it's lunchtime, so I want all of you to relax and eat. Get your strength for the way back, my loves. I'm going to be teaching Y/N how to use her wings." The three sets of golden eyes looked up at you from the picnic blanket.
"Will we be able to see?" Bela asked,
"We will be over there, dear," Alcina points to the clearest place in the meadow with no trees for miles.
"We will try and same you some food for when you come back," Cassandra chuckles.
"Bucurați-vă, iubirile mele, ne vom întoarce în curând." {Enjoy, my loves we will be back soon.}
It was like the world stood still, and the only people on earth were Alcina and you. In the meadow. She looked down at you and slowly started to undress you. You didn't stop her or complain. You just let her do what she thought was best. Her long fingers outlined the curves on your body as she took off your shirt completely. She took it on her arm and folded it, and put it to the side.
You looked up at her, and she looked down at you. Your new brassiere had been custom-made to fit your wings when dormant. But now... They were ready for flight.
Without a word, Alcina gently unclipped your bra and let it fall off your shoulders into her hands. Taking deep breaths, you kept eye contact, it felt safe, and yet there was tension so thick you could hump it.
"Sweetness, you are going to need to be brave and dig deep. This is your life, and I want you to embrace the gift that you are alive and the new chapter, the fresh start." She put her fingers underneath your jaw and lifted it up so you could keep eye contact. You melted like butter in her embrace.
"How does it start- What do I do?" You bite your inner cheek,
"It's simple, Pet, feel your wings and push off upwards, and I will join you in the air. I will just be down here in case you don't get it the first time" She smiled at you, and you kissed her lips.
"I love you so much-" You whispered in her ear; she blushed and looked away.
"Și eu te iubesc, adevărata mea." {I love you too, my one true}
And with that, Alcina threw you in the air as hard as she could, higher than you could ever have anticipated and closed your eyes. You can fly. You can fly. "I CAN FLY!!" You scream and attempt to flap desperately, but only the slightest twitch occurred, and you started to fall. Rapidly...
You landed right where you started. In your beloved's hold.
"That was a good try, my love, but no one is a perfectionist the first time they try something new." You looked at her, and a smile came across her lips. You made a mistake, and instead of being beaten, you were praised and comforted. Not only did she do that, but she also encouraged you to keep going.
Another reason to marry the woman of your dreams.
She held you close and kissed your head, and hummed softly; smooth jazz was always in her mind somewhere. It soothed you when you had a bad day or when you needed comfort; the gentle rumble and the beautiful sounds that came out of her mouth.
"Come on, my Peregrine Falcon. It was one failed attempt. You can do this. Just push and picture your wings spreading. Free as a bird!" She yelled in a way that sparked the fire inside you again. You got out of her grip and kissed her knuckles.
Alcina stood behind you and got your waist, and hoised you into the air. But this time, you believed it was possible. Biting your lip and closing your eyes, you let yourself transform, your wings spread free, and the inner beast that had been inside you for so long was here.
Hearing your beloved's cries of praise from below was an odd joy you never thought you would get to experience. You flapped your wings hard, and a gust of wind was sent and ricocheted against the tree line and saw how the branches bent from the power. You were in disbelief but full of ecstasy.
You watched as Alcina grabbed your clothes and ran over to the picnic; you flew over with a massive grin on your face.
"MUM, YOU CAN FLY!!!!" Daniela screamed; she jumped off the blanket, nearly kicking Cassandra's flesh cube out of her mouth and came to you with her arms out. You slowly came into the landing and let your wings go docile. All eyes were on you.
Alcina stood behind you with your clothes and chuckled, "I think you need these, dear" You laughed, taking your bra and shirt from her. Alcina did the clasp, and you did the buttons.
You sat down next to Bela and Donna, taking one of the blood pouches and drinking it in one. Transforming and flying was bloody tiring but so worth it. You admired the beauty of the flower crowns platted and pinned in the girl's hair. It looked truly stunning!
"Donna, you leak with talent!" You chuckle,
"Maybe she could do this at the wedding!" Daniela said; you nodded and then really processed it and gave a sharp look to Dani, who understood her error.
"I mean, at weddings, they look so pretty." She was a terrible liar.
You all laughed it off and finished up the conversations. You and Alcina ate and drank what was left over and packed everything up as Donna used the time to take as many flowers as she could carry.
Angie fell asleep in the now empty picnic basket. And who would have guessed that doll's snore?!
(A few hours later to the end of the hike)
Daniela had gotten tired, so Alcina had her on her shoulders, walking rather happily; you looked on happily as she had one daughter in each hand, Cassandra on her right and Bela on her left. It was an utter picture esc scene.
You and Donna walked together, talking and getting to know each other better as the hours went on; she was so kind and sweet. She was just a person full of love and exciting knowledge that you could listen to her for hours. What you realised was that Angie was almost like her emotional and social support who would help her anxiety around people. A sidekick.
"You really want to marry the beanstalk?" Angie asked in the only type of whisper she could manage.
A loud one.
"Without a doubt!" You beamed,
"Angie, we talked about the nicknames." Donna huffed,
"I have been on my best behaviour and hearing this news! Come on; I am only wooden." You couldn't help but laugh; Angie looked at you and rolled her eyes, making a clicking noise. You still had to get used to the sound effects that followed her movements, but you were making progress.
"I think this will be the most beautiful thing to happen to anyone of us," Donna smiled, and you felt your heart warm.
"I have never felt so sure about anything in my life; I mean, I couldn't imagine my life without her or you guys, really." You spoke with certainty in your voice, like you were talking with old friends you had known for a life time.
Alcina looked behind her and smiled at you; you blushed and returned it. You were going to talk to the girls that evening when your beloved was in the bath.
"Home stretch!" Alcina yelled to the whole group; you were relieved as your legs were burning from the walk. As much as you loved the gorgeous Romanian countryside and the fresh air on your face and in your hair, there was a limit to how much your body could handle. Especially since at home, you were kept in the castle and its grounds most of the time; the odd occasion you were allowed outside the walls was under her watch. She carried you around the place, too, because she liked keeping you as close as possible. It was sweet to see her inner clingy personality show itself to you, but it also had its repercussions.
Saniela pointed from the watchtower of her mother's shoulders at the turrets of the Mannor; it was an eye saw on a slight hill. Beautiful in all its Dimitrescu glory.
Later that evening, when your beloved had taken her time for a bubble bath, you collected the fireflies in the library. Buzzing with excitement, they looked at you with anticipation.
"So?" Cassandra hummed,
"Yes, spit it out!" Bela laughed,
Daniela sat on the windowsill observing the group with her tired expression; all warn out from the hike, she struggled to keep her eyes open. But even though Alcina had tried to put her to bed, she was convinced she needed to hear what her sisters would. No matter what she tried, once Daniela Dimitrescu was set on something, there was little in the world that would distract her from it.
"Right- I wanted to tell you, girls, something before I acted, so it wasn't too much of a shock." You analysed their faces, seeing them hang off your words; even Dani managed to keep her eyelids half closed.
"Come on, enough teasing."
"Fine, fine!" You laugh,
"Speak up and don't mumble; I haven't stayed up to hear something I will forget," Daniela spoke softly but firmly.
"I am going to propose to your mother-"
It was out there now, the little piece of information that was the sole occupant of your mind.
-Day four.-
You awoke suspended by your wrists to the headboard of the bed. Alcina knew just how much you loved to be chained against your will or knowledge. Alcina, too had a kink of fucking her partner, being you while they were sleeping.
Your wrists burned, and as you were about to moan out. Alcina strutted into the room; dark purple lingerie tightened around her curves.
You looked at the woman before you, feeling your heart race as she approached you, her heels clicking and clacking against the wooden floor.
Each step she took made your body shudder with excitement.
Only hers.
You took a shot of bravery and looked up into the eyes of your mistress, her golden orbs; they leaked with lust that you knew all too well.
"Good morning, pet," She purred.
"Good-." She cut you off with one piercing glance and continued to get closer to you until she sat right next to you on the bed, her body turning away from you for only a few moments. She smirked at the whines and whimpers you desperately tried to hold in your throat. She looked down at you and took a firm grip of your jaw, a grin on her lips as the uncontrollable blush took over your cheeks.
"Oh, look at you, blushing like the pathetic slut you are already." Her voice was in a low rumble. You didn't dare to respond but nodded vigorously.
"Aren't you?" She smirked as she got on top of you. One of her hands rested on the headboard; the other was firmly on the restraints that kept your arms up. Your body couldn't help but tremble in pure arousal.
She wouldn't put her entire weight on you in the early stages, but she liked to make you feel a good proportion of her before the real fun began.
You finally let a moan escape your mouth, and it felt so good. God- being underneath the woman of your dreams made you wet.
Alcina got your body pressed between her thighs and held you there tight. Leaning down to kiss your needy lips, you kissed back passionately.
This response so early in the morning surprised and aroused Alcina even more. You kept kissing; even with your arms tied, you still managed to make dominant Alcina needy. She demanded entrance, and you allowed her. Her tongue slid into your mouth, and forever deepening it.
You moaned into the kiss, just like a pathetic slut would do.
She cupped your face and leaned down immediately, fighting for dominance. She held your face and smoothed her thumbs over your jaw. She knew all too well that would break you. But you tried as hard as you could.
You bit her bottom lip with your slowly developing fangs; small as they were, they let droplets of blood drip onto your tongue. Your eyes widened at the taste of her blood. Alcina let out a grunt and pulled away. You could feel the tremble in her thighs as they were so tightly pressed against you.
Once completely free of the kiss, you looked up at her, breathless but still so fucking hungry for more. You licked your lips and savoured every drop of your mistress's delicious blood.
Now it was her turn to blush, and you bit your lip and the sight. Alcina took a breath and chuckled in her low, breathy way, sending shivers through your body.
Her hands travelled the entire length of your body, up and down. Caressing your waist and smirking at the feeling of the goosebumps that lined your skin.
She grasped your breasts with force and kneaded them in her hands; she knew exactly what you liked, the most tender spots that would make you melt into her touch while making unholy noises. Her grasp was tight on your skin; you knew it would leave marks.
But you loved that. Her ability to claim you in whatever way she saw fit.
The bites on your neck from her feeding throbbed as she pinched your hard nipples, rolling them on her fingertips and pulling them, making you moan a little louder than you had control over. As your wrists screamed in pain, you couldn't help but feel this overwhelming pulse between your legs.
Growing with each second, her eyes scanned you, and her hands greedily took you all in.
In any case. You were hers. All of you, from the hair on your head to the tips of your toes. Belonged to Alcina Dimitrescu.
She knew this all too well; her need to control you and own you seeped from her breath on your neck. You started to rock your hips, needy and desperate for friction; you needed her. You couldn't live without her.
"Tell your Mistress what you want slut." Her voice was low and collected, but you could hear the twitches of craving at the end of each word.
"I-" You stuttered, trying to formulate the words on your tongue but being so utterly swamped with desire and the feeling of your beloved groping you all over, except the leaking core between your legs was driving you crazy, being teased in such a manner.
"Don't just stutter at me, pet. As adorable as you are, I need to know what I can do for you." She knew exactly what she was doing, pushing you closer and closer over the edge of submission until you were practically moldable clay in her hands.
"Please- fuck me, Mistress!" You caved and gave her exactly what she wanted; a growl left her throat as you uttered the words. You felt a blush creep over your cheeks after you heard the nature of how pathetic you sounded, but it ended with two fingers spreading your folds, collecting your wetness on them and then being thrusted back inside you.
Your mouth opened, but no sound came out as you stretched to take her; you looked up at Alcina with the true look of a whore plastered on your face. But you didn't care. It felt too good to ignore, so you rocked your hips harder as a way to tell Alcina you were ready to take more of her.
You could take all she was willing to give you...
"Such a good girl, Dragă mea-" Alcina watched you with hungry eyes as she increased speed, feeding her own pleasure by your reactions. She looked at you with this crazed and starving look. A hunger she had never experienced in her life, and neither had you.
"M-more.." Your words came out in a babble, and drool dripped from the corner of your mouth. She spat on your cunt and added another finger inside you, not slowing or giving you time to stretch.
She wanted you right there right now-
And nothing would stop her from getting what she wanted.
"You think you can handle anymore, you dirty, disgusting slut. Your tight cunt can barely take three of my fingers, and you want more?! You greedy, greedy slut." You moaned out loud at her degrading and hit so close to the edge you made the stupid decision to cum without permission.
All over Alcina's fingers...
She looked down at you and tilted her head so she could lock eyes with your absolutely bright red cheeks; your pussy still throbbing from the small climax, you found your Mistress's knee positioned just close enough to ride. Friction was what you needed more than anything.
She ripped the lingerie off her body with one swift claw, watching as the purple lace fell to the floor in a frantic and sexy heap.
"You think... You can cum without asking me?" Her tone was low and almost a growl, her naked and exposed breasts bouncing with all of her movements. You closed your legs and pulled harder at the chains that kept you in place, crying as the burn started to kick in around your wrists and ankles. You let out a cry, and a few tears dropped from your eyes, only for your Mistress to chuckle and lick them up off your face.
"Salty sweet tears of a baby. My baby girl." She looked down at you and held your jaw to keep your gaze. Her eyes made your insides melt and your heart race faster than any car. She pressed her tits against your skin, making you whimper unholy things.
You nodded vigorously.
"Tell you what slut-" She thought for a moment and gave you a devilish grin, one that sent shivers to your very core.
She stepped back and just admired you for a moment. Your bruised body, the wetness dripping out of you onto your thigh like a waterfall. Your hard bud that would do anything to be touched and pleasured.
The perfect slut for the perfect woman.
She only wanted you. And you only wanted her. You wanted her to hurt you worse than anyone ever could because when she hurt you, it felt so good; the bruises and hickeys reminded you of how much Alcina really loved you-.
She came up to you and unclipped you from the ceiling, and took you out of the harness that kept you suspended. Took you by the hair and, with a final animalistic growl, let loose...
She pounced on you with a speed you couldn't make up for, pushing her cunt against yours. She saddled you on her and humped fast. You couldn't handle it; the sounds of her wet cunt smacking on yours and the feral tone coming from Alcina sent you into overdrive. Her tits hit your face with each thrust, the erect nipples teasing your lips till you took one into your mouth and sucked like a baby.
"Ah- Godd~" Alcina moaned, her thighs shaking against you as she chased her orgasm. You watched her in awe as she used you as her toy, her plaything to cum. She needed you. Her hard clit separated your folds over and over again, letting your cunts juices mix to make the most beautiful mess. You couldn't stop sucking, switching nipples every few minutes, making sure they would stay evenly as hard as each other.
You dug your claws deep into Alcina's back as a final attempt for control, but there was no chance in hell she would punish you, and you wouldn't like it. You felt your mistress's flesh tear as you scratched so desperately. The beautiful noises that made their way out of her throat pushed you to the edge again.
"I- can feel the wetness!" Alcina's voice cracked from her frazzled domina and her low tone. She was losing her English as she pounded.
"Mistress, for the love of the High Priestess- let me cum!! I will be a good good girl-" You practically screamed; Alcina's grip on you just got tighter, and her cunt pounded on yours, up and down, up and down. The motions became like a dance that you both were made for together. Your dripping juices going everywhere. The weight of this 9'6 foot woman on top of you was the closest you would get to heaven.
She was just as needy as you were and-
She bites hard into the mark on your neck. Deeper than she had ever before and started to suck like a beast. You screamed and cried from the pleasure and the pain. You rock your hips, and with your final bit of strength, letting go of her nipple and keeping your mouth open, you look into your beloved's eyes, pupils in black slit diamonds surrounded by glowing copper iris staring back at you. You kiss her lips as she pounds, and to your delight, she kisses back. You keep the movements going but keep kissing her, tangling your hands in her ebony locks, and she kisses you back passionately. She used one free hand to cup your face, and as she squirted, she snarled into your lips and held you tight. You moaned at the feeling of her warm cum spraying over your cunt and abdomen, dripping down your thighs.
You lay there together, breathing heavily and finding soles and comfort in each other's embrace. She held your shoulder and licked the blood that was starting to clot. The fresh bite was the biggest claim mark you had ever had. Two deep fangs in the base of your neck and two smaller but just as deep but lower. Red lipstick smeared all over your face and body.
Alcina got her breath back and gathered your naked body in her arms.
"I'm so proud of you, sweetheart." She cooed, kissing your temple repeatedly. You blushed and looked up at her.
"I was bad-" You rest your head on her shoulder and look down her back, seeing the scratches you have left. You feel a panic in your chest, but before you can overthink further, Alcina clicks her fingers to get your attention.
"You are in the room with me, Dragă înger." She rocks you softly against her chest and moves the hair out of your face, and chuckles.
"Where has your mind gone, my love?" You look into her eyes and feel your troubles just trickle away.
"Mistress- did I hurt you?" An edge of concern was obvious in your voice.
"Oh, fata mea dragă... Va fi nevoie de mai mult de câteva zgârieturi de bebeluși pentru a mă aduce în genunchi." Alcina hummed in satisfaction and looked at you. You tried to match her gaze, the confidence she had in who she was and what her body was capable off. When you had just learned how to fly.
"You know I'm working on learning the Romanian language- but..." You trailed off and didn't look at Alcina, all embarrassed and shy.
"Oh dear, please, not only am I your mistress, girlfriend and soulmate, but I am also your Romanian teacher." She chuckled and picked you up onto her lap; she leaned against one of the four posts to the bed. More questions about why her parent's old Manor house had- space for the home that you wanted to make.
"You may be more powerful than the average human, but It will take more than a few baby's scratches to bring me to my knees." She smirked and kissed your forehead as you processed what she said. You bite your lip and let Alcinas eyes wander down your body. Her arm around your waist and the other on your ass with a tight grip. You can't help but chuckle, resting on her heaving breasts covered in sweat and cum. You clambered on top of her and sat on her stomach, and slid your thighs on either side of her hips. She smiled in her gorgeous exhausted way.
"Oh, darling, you want to go again?" She ran her fingertips over your jawline and kissed down to your chin, letting her chest vibrations tingle over your skin.
"Te iubesc atât de mult Alcina-" {I love you so much, Alcina-} You moaned in the broken Romanian you knew, she looked into your eyes from under her eyelashes, and a smooth tint of blush caressed her cheeks. You had touched her in a way that had hit her heart.
"I love you too, Y/N, my sweet, sweet girl." She kissed your temple over and over again until the remainder of the lipstick on her lips was firmly pressed into your skin. The traditional crimson shade.
God, morning sex was the best.
--
Dressed and ready, you made your way into the dining room; Donna awaited you with a kind smile and her basket on her forearm. She was taking you to the closest village market in hope of finding the ring.
Alcina had left with the girls for a hunting trip and wouldn't be back till dark, using the last full day to their advantage. You had waved them off and kissed them all on the forehead before watching them all walk into the wilderness, sickles and daggers in their belts and beaming bloody smiles on their faces.
A sense of pride washed over you, seeing them all.
Angie swung her arm and hit your calf; you looked down at her glassy eyes and hummed, "What, Angie?"
"You really thought you could leave me out on RING SHOPPING??!" She scoffed; Donna scooped her up and put her in the basket, and patted her head; she fixed her ruffled veil and sighed.
"Angie, we could never forget you! Come, my dear, and get comfortable." Donna said in her calm and soothing tone.
"Now, as Alcina and the girls are out, I asked her Coachmen to take us to town," She had this look of pure joy on her face; how much of a treat it was to have people to take her places.
Even though Alcina took her role of being a big sister very seriously and spoilt both Donna and Angie rotten. Donna remained as sweet and as humble as a little meadow mouse. You just loved her so much.
"I am dressed and ready if you are?" You smiled,
"Siamo tutti pronti allora! Splendida!" Donna flapped her wrists about, you looked at her and chuckled, with no idea what she had said, but all you did know was that she was adorable!
Angie chimed in and whispered in your ear from the basket, "She said, 'We are all ready then! Splendid!' for translation, and also the wrist movements are called stimming; she does that when she is really excited." Angie spoke in a soft mature tone that you didn't even know existed in her.
The three of you walked out of the Manor with the key Alcina gave you safely around your neck on the thin gold chain that you couldn't take off unless your mistress permitted it otherwise. She had the key to it.
You all got in the carriage that awaited you all outside and helped each other in, said good morning to the driver and sat in the seats, and the sounds of a whip and horses hooves clattered, meaning you were on your way. Angie sat on Donna's lap and let her hold her wooden hand. You looked in curiosity and a slight concern.
"Donna, is everything ok?" It was a soft whisper,
"I-" Donna didn't say anything more and looked right at Angie and nodded. You finally understood why Angie was more than just a doll; she was Donna's person and her voice in times when she couldn't speak.
"Donna has Autism and severe social anxiety, so you wouldn't hear her talk much until we get alone time and she can regulate," Said again in a mature and sweet whisper. Like the mixture of an older and younger sister in one wooden body.
Donna was wearing her normal all black attire with her veil styled and perfect as always.
You looked and her and smiled and nodded reassuringly; you didn't touch her, but you let her know she was safe with you. After all, she was the sister of your soon to be betrothed, making her your sister-in-law!
Donna looked up and saw you, her tense mussels relaxed a bit and lifted her veil so that you could see her face; she took your hand and squeezed softly.
Angie fell asleep in the basket, and Donna put it to one side, still close but enough so you two could have some space.
"You're one of my- safe people now, Y/N." She said shyly; you felt your heart melt at her words. You smiled warmly and held her cheek softly.
"I am honoured, Donna, I really am. I promise to live up to the standers set by my future wife and- well, step-Aunt to Angie? " You lost your words for a moment.
Donna giggled. "I like that!' The same excited little flaps started again, and your heart fluttered with emotions. She wasn't a baby; she was a grown woman capable of so many things and someone who you admired. Her brain was just wired differently. And you loved her for it. She was your sister, after all!
--
Bucovina was one of the most beautiful places you had ever seen, and picked the closest village, Moldoviţa and the monastery that hopefully sold good jewellery because Alcina deserved the best.
It wasn't a far trip, but the view always distracted you, getting lost In the passing lands of meadows and churches dotted everywhere. It was just magical.
The Coachman stopped the cart in the centre of the village and parked the houses up near a water fountain, and lit a cigarette. He was the only excepted man in the house as he was homosexual and the most polite and respectful boy you could imagine. You made Alcina happy, so he liked you too. His name was Abeiku; he had immigrated from Ghana. Even before you and your beloved were together, he was your friend who had your back, and he had yours. He also took every opportunity to point out your lusting for Alcina. He thought it was hilarious, and it was in the end... He was right. You were in love.
He spoke softly but professionally with a caring look in his eye. "You ladies take as long as you need, I will wait and take care of the horses, and then I will take you to the Manor."
"Thank you so much, Abeiku!" You hugged him and smiled; he hugged you back and kissed your forehead.
"It's so nice to see you so happy, Y/N." You smiled and rested close to him.
Donna stood there in a surprisingly comfortable silence. You let go of Abeiku and waved him goodbye.
You walked to Donna and Angie and started the walk into town. Searching for the perfect precious stones and gold to make the ring. One of Donna's special interests and talents was jewellery and overall just arty projects.
Shop after shop, picking up bits and pieces, crystals from crystal shops and a lovely gold ring that was made in front of you so that they would get Alcina's ring size correct. Angie had her input and a little list the girls had given you about the smaller details that would make the meaning of the ring that much more precious.
Once you had all finished the shopping, you gave the bags to Abeiku, and he helped you put them all in the carriage.
"What in the heavenly lord Y/N? You really love that woman, don't you?" He tutted sarcastically, and you felt your cheeks getting an embarrassed shade of red.
"Oh, hush! When you had that massive crush on Lord Heisenberg, and you wanted to propose to him, you would do the exact thing!" You laughed at the look on his face.
"Shut the hell up, or I will only take Miss Lady Beneviento and Lady Angie home and make you walk." This made you both burst into laughter. Donna cracked a smile and took two steps closer, and stood closer to you. She looked at you with anxiety in her eyes.
You smiled and looked at Donna, "When I used to work for Alcina, the years worked, I had some close friends, and one of them happened to be Abeiku, the only male staff." You said in your normal unbothered tone, as there was no need to bay your language just because she was Autistic.
She smiled and nodded; you could see her relax and get into the carriage again, holding her basket full of some of her favourite things and Angie beside her.
"I think we are ready to go back to the Manor now, Abeiku, if you wouldn't mind taking us." You smiled at him, and he nodded.
"Of course, and even if I said no, your wife would murder me!" You both laughed, and even Donna let out a chuckle.
Abeiku got everything where it needed to be, and you got Donna and Angie into the carriage. Before you knew it, the carriage was in motion, and you were on your way home.
Home-