Haldir and Caladwen followed their escort to their room. The Elf bowed to them and opened the door. "You should have everything you need inside. There is also a private bath. Meals will be brought three times a day and placed outside your door, though there is an abundant amount of fruit and cheeses within your room. The King asked that you also have some of his best wine, but I warn you," he smiled, "it is quite potent so drink it sparingly. This room is very private and set aside from the others but if you should need anything please do not hesitate to ask. You have been assigned a maiden to carry out any additional needs. She will be located at the end of this hallway. Just pull this string by the door and it rings a bell notifying her of your request."
Caladwen began to speak, worried about someone being made to sit and wait for hours just in case the couple needed something. The Elf raised his hand to stop her and smiled. "Do not worry Lady Caladwen. A different maid is put in place every couple of hours. Besides they are all volunteers and have graciously requested to be there."
"You have thought of everything." she commented.
"Your comfort and well being is most important. This is a very important part of your bonding and we want you to enjoy these blissful days without worry." He bowed once more and handed them each a dark green silken robe. They were very soft and made of the finest material. "Just leave your traveling clothes outside the door and we will clean them for you." Then he winked as a sly look spread across his face. "Besides, you will not have much need for them in the coming days. These robes should suffice."
Caladwen blushed and Haldir put his arm around her waist. "Thank you. I believe we have everything we need for the moment. We will let you know if there is anything else." he said and the Elf left the couple at their door.
They walked into the room and were amazed at how luxurious it was with its high ceiling and columns. It was very spacious with tall windows covered by sheer pale green curtains. There was a writing desk and bookshelves lining one wall. At the back was a door that led to a balcony overlooking the palace grounds. There was a sitting area and a fireplace on another wall. A very plush couch and a couple chairs faced it and a thick white throw rug was on the floor in front of the fireplace. Past that were steps that led to another area of the room. They examined it and found a very large canopy bed. The coverlet was thick and soft, made of a fine silk. It was emerald green and had a beautiful leaf pattern made of gold thread. The poles of the canopy were like elegantly twisted vines and carved from wood. The headboard was of the same twisting design along the edge. The canopy itself matched the coverlet. A sheer cream-colored material hung down surrounding the bed on one side. They could see where it was draped back and held with gold rope around the other poles. It was made so you could pull them closed around the bed, giving even more privacy.
Caladwen was in awe as she looked around. "Have you ever seen such rich luxury before?" she called to Haldir.
"Come hervess nin, you must see the bathing room." he said excitedly. Caladwen giggled at the tone of his voice. He almost sounded childlike.
Beyond the bed was another door that led to the bathing area. In the middle of the room was what looked like a small pool. Steam rose from the clear water. Haldir smiled. "It must be fed by an underground hot spring. We will have no need to wait for water to be brought in. This tub is always full of warm water."
Caladwen looked around and found a shelf with many bottles, each with a different colored liquid. She picked one up and sniffed. "These are our soaps and bath oils. They smell wonderful. I cannot wait to clean up from our journey."
Haldir was already thinking the same thing as he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into him. "Then you shall not wait any longer." he said, his warm breath caressing her neck. His fingers made quick work of her riding clothes as she did his and soon they were both naked. They came together in an embrace and gazed into each other's eyes.
"I love you hervess nin." Haldir whispered as he brushed her long golden hair over her shoulder.
"And I love you hervenn nin." she answered, cupping the side of his face with her hand.
They kissed and the feeling was electric. They pressed their naked bodies against each other letting the charge travel uninhibitedly between them. Haldir scooped her up in his muscular arms and carried her to the pool. He took her down the steps that led into the water and gently laid her in its warmth. His hands kept her afloat and he ravished her breasts. Caladwen felt weightless as he supported her in the pool. The water was invigorating and she felt comfort and healing after the long journey. Haldir finally let her go and she swam away from him. When she stopped, she noticed that the water was only waist deep. She looked at Haldir who had sunk down into the water, his arms stretched out along the edge. He was watching her as she swam, his eyes smoldering with fire. She could see his need was great and was only getting stronger as he watched her naked form glide through the pool. Caladwen stopped on the other side opposite him and copied his position. She had a come-hither look in her blue eyes, waiting for Haldir to make the first move. He let a bit of stubbornness back into his demeanor as he cocked his head to the side and gestured for her to come to him. Caladwen smiled fiendishly and shook her head. Then she lifted her hand out of the water and gestured with her finger for him to come to her, an eyebrow raised for a better effect. He smiled a half smile and lowered his arms into the water. He moved forward slightly and waved for her to meet him half way. Caladwen looked at him with suspicion but followed suit. Finally, they came face to face in the middle of the pool, looking deep into each other's eyes. She smiled and a mischievous look came upon her face. When Haldir reached out for her body, she splashed him. He instinctively closed his eyes but when he opened them, she was no longer there. As he started to turn around, he felt her arms surround his chest. She was behind him and whispered in his ear. "Will you always be this stubborn, a'maelamin [my beloved]?"
"Some things are hard to change." he answered in a low growl setting her on fire.
"I want you Haldir." she breathed into his neck and began kissing and nipping at his skin. His eyes closed as he let her seduce him further into their private world. She released him from her embrace and he turned to face her. His hands grabbed her hips and he lifted her slightly, bringing her close to him. Caladwen brought her legs up and wrapped them around him. Without any further hesitation, Haldir slid his arousal into her awaiting body, burying his face in her neck and moaning. The satisfaction of being buried deep within her walls was extravagant. To know he would spend eternity with her was overwhelmingly exhilarating. He set his rhythm as he slid in and out of her warmth.
Caladwen threw her head back and let him take her to new heights. Every thrust filled her completely. The warm water surrounding her and Haldir's ministrations made her come alive with the most delightful sensations. He was magnificent and he was hers until the end of time. Nothing would ever separate them. She was complete and Haldir was healed. This was how life would be from now on and she felt extremely blessed.
Haldir's pace quickened and she met his every thrust. At last, they reached the pinnacle of their climax as their bodies writhed together in unison. Caladwen felt the swirl of his hot seed fill her. Haldir reveled in the feel of her inner muscles squeezing and releasing him. They wrapped their arms around each other and melted into one. They remained this way for a while longer, never wanting to let go. The warmth of the pool felt like a cocoon. They would stay here forever if they could.
Eventually, they separated, though reluctantly. Caladwen swam to the edge where she placed their soaps and oils. She took the soap and poured a small amount into her hand. Haldir swam up next to her. "Let me wash your hair, hervenn nin." she said and he turned his back to her. She slowly worked the soap into a lather and massaged it into his hair. It was soft and silky, the kind of hair every female would like to run her fingers through. When she finished, Haldir disappeared under the water, rinsing the soap from his hair. When he came back up, he reached for the soap and lathered up his hands.
"Now it is your turn, hervess nin." he said. Caladwen turned around and Haldir worked in the soap. He took his time as his fingers made tiny circles all around her scalp. When he was finished, she too ducked under the water to rinse the soap out.
Next, Caladwen reached for the bottle of oil. She poured some onto a cloth and handed it to Haldir who did the same. They stood up in the water and began washing each other's bodies. To tend to each other in this way was a very intimate act. It was something saved for only those completely in love with each other.
They washed each other thoroughly, taking extra care with their more sensitive spots and maybe lingering there a bit longer than normal. Their soft caresses led to another round of lovemaking in the pool. It was perhaps the longest bath either one of them had ever taken.
When they were finally done, they exited the pool and dried off each other with soft cottony towels. Haldir proceeded to comb Caladwen's wet hair, taking care not to be too rough. When he was done, she did the same for him. They put on their green robes and went to the table in the living room where there was a tray of fruit and cheese.
"I am famished." Caladwen said as she picked up an apple and bit into it.
"And I am parched." Haldir mentioned, picking up two glasses and the carafe of red wine. He sat them down and poured a little into each glass, handing one to his wife. "A toast." he said bringing his glass up. "I am very lucky to have you in my life. You have changed me, healed me. You have melted my icy heart and showed me what life and love truly mean. Thank you, Caladwen. Thank you for never giving up on me, even when I did. Melithon chen uireb. [I will love you forever.]"
Caladwen smiled and held her own glass up to his. "And I am lucky to have had you be a part of my entire life. No one else can say such a thing. You have been there from the beginning and it has made our bond stronger than anything on this earth has. I love you and I am proud and most grateful you are my husband. Ech pan I olthannen. [You are all I dreamed.] My life is complete with you in it. You are my forever."
They sipped on their wine and let the warmth of the liquid run down their throats. She had only finished half a glass when Caladwen felt warmth in areas where wine had never affected her before. Haldir felt the same affect. He smiled and took her glass. "Perhaps we do not need any more wine. I think our desires are great enough without help from this love potion."
Caladwen giggled and let the wine alter her. "I don't know my love. I think it could make things very interesting. Perhaps just one more sip." she purred, addicted to the feel the wine was causing.
Haldir ignored her pleas and lifted her off her feet. He smiled and laughed as he gazed into her hungry eyes. "And just what am I going to do with you in this inebriated state?"
"You can start by carrying me to that wonderful bed. I don't know what is in this wine, but I am aching for you my love."
"Say no more." He kissed her deeply and swept her off her feet and to the bed, making love to her over and over. It was only the first day and already they had tried out several different locations in their room, thanks in part to the wine.
When it began to wear off, they finally fell into a deep reverie. Haldir held her in his arms and she curled up, contouring herself to his body. They rested until well into the next day. It was wonderful not to have any interruptions. They definitely needed the whole week to get to know each other better. They learned what turned each other on and what their dislikes were, though there were not many. It was the best week of their lives and only the beginning of a never-ending love.
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