IVORY
Tradition of drinking potions and heading for exile.
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Ivory hoped that his heartbeat would not be heard to the ears of some people in the same room as him. Currently he, the Grey prince, king Harllotte, his parents, and two ladies and gentlemen are in a place that is a special building that has existed since the 2nd king Geogini is still alive. Not without reason this place was built. This place has had the same function for a long time. The place used to do the tradition of the newlyweds, namely drinking a special potion to arouse interest in each other, in other words building passion.
Grey had thought he would be able to withstand everything that would happen later, after drinking the potion. There will be no antidote, maybe a deep sleep is the only way, because he is also too tired today. He was sure that he would go to sleep fast and everything was gone, disappearing when he opened his eyes again the next day.
“Can we start, which starts?” ask the small-bodied ladyboy who looks half a century old through breaking the atmosphere of silence.
King Harllotte nodded, who then made the ladyboy immediately take out a teapot tray from the hand of the lady-in-waiting behind her back, then put the tray on the table occupied by King Harllotte and the bridegroom Grey and Ivory. While Ivory's parents, sitting not far from the side of the table where the daughter was in order to watch the procession drink the potion.
Dayang named Juana was pouring a dark green potion into a narrow-diameter wooden glass in front of Ivory and Grey with a polite movement. The aroma that was so thick, inhaled and felt strange, making Ivory resist the sudden nausea churned in her stomach.
King Harllotte's gaze turned toward the two presences before him in turn. Then exclaim. “Do your duty as a couple. This herb only helps you to be interested in each other and want each other.”
Ivory, hearing the words of King Harllotte, swallowed his saliva. The sentence delivered by the king was an order, and Ivory could no longer back down. He'll really belong to Grey today.
“Good, your honor.” replied Grey, obediently. While Ivory who is busy with her own head, must resist embarrassment when the king Harllotte smiles at him.
“Ba-well, your highness.” follow up after Grey got ahead of the talk. Ah, he's the one who's not careful. How could he daydream when king Harllotte was talking to him.
“Now, please hear the directions from the lady-in-waiting Juana.”
The so-called Juana moved forward. He bowed at a glance, then began to make a sound after the king had invited him.
“This herbal drink is made of several types of plants that can make a person's desire to work more aggressively. This drink will work after you wash yourself in a puddle of warm water for a few minutes, and it peaks even more when your skin touches.”
Is that the reason why me and Prince Grey should soak together?
Ivory guessed in her heart. He may not be very good at things that have to use the left and right brain simultaneously, but Ivory is quite good at guessing, let's just say he's just too sensitive.
“Then, the effect will gradually disappear if you perform intercourse, then it ends if you reach the peak.”
Oh gosh. Just imagine it, Ivory already creeps not playing. The effect of this drink is not kidding. Is he pretending to drink it? What about Grey? What if he disagrees and chooses to carry out all the traditions that are already written in Geogini?
Suddenly cold sweat returned to Ivory, making the king Harllotte who saw him laugh widely.
“Princess, are you worried?”
King Harllotte's question was able to get some pairs of eyes on Ivory. The girl looked to her right and left with a plain look.
Grey, who had not expected such a question from the beginning to be thrown at him, replied clumsyly with a heart pounding with embarrassment and nervousness.
“Te-of course, your honor.”
“For that, immediately do this drinking tradition, and immediately head to the house of exile.”
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The room he now occupies is no stranger. Ivory has visited this place several times, which is in the second palace, where Grey lives.
After drinking the herb earlier, there is no or no effect, except the stomach is slightly nauseous due to the effects of a strange concentrated aroma left in the oral cavity.
Both Ivory's parents have been allowed to return home, and given the freedom to visit whenever they want if they miss Ivory, according to a request they made to King Harllotte a day ago.
Ivory's two beautiful legs are now clearly visible in Grey's eyes for wearing a knee-length dress, swinging in the air. The girl sat in front of the Grey prince's bed, and saw the man was sorting out some of the clothes he wanted to wear before performing the ritual of bathing together in a seclusion house, later.
“What there is no clothes provided?” chirps Ivory light weight without load. Still swinging his legs cheerfully.
“There, but I want to wear clothes of my own choice.”
“I also.” exclaimed Ivory responded, jumping down from the edge of the bed and about to return to his room to pack up. He also has nothing to lose if later only Grey takes advantage of himself.
“Where are you?” grey asked, not understanding what Ivory was trying to do.
“Room, pick up clothes.”
“For you, it is provided there.”
Look, Prince Grey is not losing. He will remain a selfish figure and want to justify himself.
Grey's cry made Ivory swing his steps back toward the chair in the corner of the room. Until the man changed his clothes and prepared for the house of exile, Ivory was exhausted and almost asleep.
“Hei, Tarzan immigrant. Quick wake. We must immediately go to the place of seclusion, the sun has almost sunk and the sky is getting darker.”
Ivory jerks. He immediately got up and stood up and rushed to Grey's door to leave the room without a word. While Grey, can only shake his head because he is confused to see Ivory's behavior which he thinks is strange and a little. Yeah, adorable. The two corners of his lips were attracted to form a smile. That girl will soon be his tonight. They'll be together tonight, and Grey will have Ivory in full. For himself one. He even swore inwardly, if he would treat and take good care of Ivory. With all his soul and body. Because Ivory is him. Ivory is a part of her life, and Ivory is the woman who has made her fall in love for no reason, despite her slightly strange and ridiculous behavior. Grey loves her, and she will say that later.[]
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