Dark Eyes Looking In

[Eldarion]

When they reached the pub that was most visited by drunken men, a man came over and tried to flirt with Taylor. Eldarion didn't like this at all, as it was not such the people of his country should behave toward others. Before the prince got the chance to speak, Taylor already took care of it in her own way. With threats she managed to get rid of the drunken man, as after she accepted to stay in the palace. It pleased Eldarion to hear she accepted, cause he wished to understand her better. What she had told did not seem to be true, but still he did not ask about it."Very well."Eldarion answered with a smile, glad that she would come with him to the seventh level of Minas Tirith.

It was a long way to the top, therefor it would take ages if they would walk. With a look around, Eldarion searched for a guard to ask. As he found one, he ordered his horse to be brought to them so they together could ride to the top."I hope you don't mind riding a horse, its the fastest way up."Eldarion continued, hoping she would agree to sit on his horse as he would ride it to the top. Not long after the words was spoken, his white horse appeared not far away. Within the small street, they could see a guard carrying Eldarion`s white horse over to them. It was a magnificent horse, which he had gained from the elves as he in his youth had lived in Lorien for a short moment.

"This is Anarion, my horse." Eldarion said as he patted the horse on the for-head, while he took it closer to them both by holding its rains. With a look toward Taylor, he smiled. Quickly he mounted the horse and as he sat himself comfortably, he stretched out his hand for her to reach, so he could drag her on. With her behind him, they would ride fast to the high levels of the city and reach the palace Eldarion lived.

[Taylor]

Taylor's muscles slowly began to relax, the tension streaming out of her body. She looked up towards Eldarion, wondering why he did not question her. No lady around here would draw their sword like that...no lady around here would have that hatred and fire burning in her eyes. Maybe he was different. She didn't know, but she was retrieved from her thoughts as he spoke of riding a horse. It had been a while since she'd ridden, but she wasn't too worried. A warrior never loses their touch with horses. "A horse will do well." She spoke softly, with a smile towards him.

As the white, majestic beast approached, an awe glazed over her eyes. It was beautiful: it's fur looked to be of ivory silk, and its muscles seemed defined and healthy. A small smile fell on her crimson lips as she stroked its mane softly. When Eldarion mounted, she saw his extended hand and took a firm grasp of it...pulling herself on. Her skin was cool from the evening chill, but her blood pulsed red hot through her veins. The touch of his skin was enough to send an intense jolt of emotion through her. She trembled for a moment as she sat behind him, but as they began to ride...she slowly calmed down. That was until she realized how bumpy of a ride it was going to be. As the horse swiftly made its way up the seven tiers of Minas Tirith, Taylor was forced to hold on to his sides to keep herself from falling off. At the same time, being this close to him made her heart pound incessantly in her chest. Why? She was unsure. There was no way she was falling for him. He was her enemy, or at least...was supposed to be...

[Eldarion]

Eldarion smiled in return as she accepted his hand by mounting the horse with him, to have her arms around him made him feel special again. However he knew a woman could be dangerous for a man that easily fell for them, at least he had learned things from the past and tried everything not to make the same mistake twice. With a loud shout to the horse, it began to gallop in great haste up the streets of Minas Tirith. It was a long road, but quicker it went with a horse then it would take by walking. As they passed one gate after the another, they could see the great architecture of the new improved doors. Made out of mithril they were, given and carved out by the dwarves as a gift to the king. After the last war, the people had reinforced the city and its walls. If enemies again was to attack, they would meet greater strength then ever before.

After some minutes of riding, Eldarion and Taylor finally reached the seventh gate.Through it and up they went, and came to the great court of the palace. In front stood the white tree of Gondor, blossoming flowers in great colors as beside stood the guards to protect it and the royals that lived on top of the city. With soft words Eldarion whispered for the horse to stop and it did, gentle he nodded to a guard nearby and a few came over to help. First of the lady was taken down and after Eldarion followed. the horse was then taken into the stables that close by stood. As the sight of the white tree cached their eyes, a long view could be seen behind their backs as far it reached to the ruined mountains of Mordor. No evil shadows could be seen after the fall of Sauron, but still the people feared the earth that earlier had been inhabited by orcs."Welcome to the seventh level."Eldarion spoke kindly as he turned to face Taylor, as with a smile he offered to link their arms together.

[Taylor]

The road was bumpy, that was for sure. Her grip tightened a couple of times, but not enough to hurt. She had never ridden on the back of a horse, so she was unsure of what to expect. But, as they began to ascend towards the palace, her eyes looked out over the seemingly quiet city. The architecture was breathtaking, as was the view. Over the horizon, she could see the ancient land of Mordor and a chill tingled down her spine. The mere thought of Sauron's reign was enough to scare most warriors, but for Taylor it was different. Thinking about the power her held thrilled her. She hoped one day she would have that power and perhaps surpass Saruon's title. How she was going to go about that, she didn't know. But, she knew one thing for certain: she was going to try.

When they reached the seventh level, she was helped off of the horse by one of the guards. She thanked them softly and waited for Eldarion to hop down. Peering out once more in the distance, she could see the rigid tops of the mountains and a soft smile came to her lips. Even though it was a desolate land...it was still beautiful. The sky was crystal clear...allowing the stars and the moon shine proudly. Hearing his voice next to her, she looked up towards him and saw the smile on his face, and couldn't help but return it. His words were kind, and it almost made her feel bad about lying to him. But, she had to. Her life would end in an instant if she didn't. Letting her eyes linger on his for a moment, she linked their arms and smiled softly. "It's beautiful..." She whispered, referring to Minas Tirith in general. The architecture, the view...everything about it seemed to hold some sense of knowledge, history, or beauty.

[Eldarion]

Still smiling Eldarion watched Taylor with great feelings of happiness, but as their arms got linked together he began to lead her toward the palace. Curiously he listened to her respond, but gentle he nodded in return, although glad he was that she thought the city was beautiful. He too believed the same and it was a great place to live, but lonely it had made him as his family had moved away for him to experience a life as being king. Something that he sooner or later would manage to handle, when he truly would be alone and high king of all. Gondor was only given him to rule as a test, which he would use to draw experience from. So far things had gone well and no trouble had happened, except his love life that always seemed to go bad. He hoped at least that love also would find him one day, which could make him feel special and not to feel alone.

With Taylor beside him, the gates of the Throne Hall opened before them and inside they were allowed to go. Gentle steps they took, but as they stepped in a greater sight of glory was seen. In front was a white throne made out of limestone, which stood upon a few stairs as beside the stairs stood another throne made out of black limestone. This was the thrones to the king and steward, whom controlled the kingdom with respect and honesty. Now as the steward where living in Ithilien and the high king in Arnor, it all was up to Eldarion on how to rule Gondor. Inside everything was colored in white and black, representing the colors of Gondors symbol. Between each column of pillars that held the roof up, stood a statue of each king that had ruled and behind them were halls that lead into other rooms of the palace. It was a great room, which long had been untouched by enemies and inhabited by high ranked men."I hope you will enjoy your stay here in my palace."Eldarion said with a smile, as happy he were to have her beside him.

[Taylor]

Her crystal eyes lingered on the great city for a moment, before she began to follow Eldarion's lead. A knotting was beginning to form as they approached the palace. She was unsure why, but something told her it was that she was entering a great place of power. The gates opened and he escorted her through. The white and black of Gondor's colors shined in every direction. Statues of the great kings before were peering down on them. A shiver slowly tingled up her spine, making her feel a bit uneasy and faint. There was an overwhelming rush of power...a power that she longed for and hoped she would soon get. But how? Become queen? Like that would ever work...or would it...? The knot her stomach quickly vanished as she continued scanning the throne room. The architecture remained breathtaking, and she smiled softly...the idea of queen still lingering in her head.

"I'm sure I will...it is a lovely place." Her voice was soft and held a hint of awe. The throne room's she had been in were always inhabited by nasty, vile guards and even more vile kings. The simple way they treated women was enough to make Taylor sick. But despite everything, it was her home...and she had to respect it...at least to some degree. An inaudible sigh escaped her throat as she turned to Eldarion and looked up. The soft hue of blue in her eyes glimmered in the white light, but her hair seemed to be a complete mess. The wind from outside had tussled it to and fro and it now appeared as a tangled mess. Realizing this, Taylor blushed slightly. "Please excuse my appearance...I feel a little silly for being in Gondor's throne room and looking as such..." The road here had been difficult. Passing through mountains and forests was no easy feat on foot. Wounds lay open...vulnerable to infection, and her skin was blotched with dirt. It had been unnoticeable in the dark, but now that she was exposed...she felt a little...out of place.

[Eldarion]

As Eldarion had turned to face Taylor, he listened curiously to what she said. However he did not believe she looked awful, not at all. In his eyes she was a great woman, a woman he had began to get strong feelings for. In return to her words, he answered."Do not worry, I still think you look beautiful." He said with a smile, glad that he had met a woman like her. At least it would be more interesting now to have a female friend in the palace again, something that Eldarion had missed a lot since his parents and love left him alone. With a deep look at her, he could sense a stronger connection between them. Although he did not know if she too felt the same, was he again falling in love, if so he hoped it would not cause more pain in his life.

After a short moment, he took her further into the palace. It was time to show where she could stay for the night, or if she wished it was possible to stay even longer. Through the halls they went, but sonly arrived the room. "Here, this will be your room during your stay. I hope you like it."Eldarion said as he opened the door for her, curious looking at her expression as the room was revealed. The room was large, similar to Eldarions. However it was meant for guests only, which specially suited a woman. Hopefully she would love it, even he knew she would in one way or another. With her around, Eldarion would never need to be alone again.

[Taylor]

A strange and subtle wave of happiness fell over Taylor as Eldarion spoke of her being beautiful. It was a compliment she had never heard before, and as he spoke...crimson slowly crept into her cheeks. The passion she was beginning to feel towards this man was starting to scare her. Could she really be falling for him? She didn't have much time to dwell on that though. He quickly began to lead her towards her room. Upon arriving...Taylor was speechless. The first thing to catch her eye was an enormous canopy bed in the center of the back wall. The sheets were black satin, but the canopy was an ivory white. The colors of Gondor were always seen. To the left of the bed, a window with a breathtaking view lay covered in black curtains. As she looked to the right, she saw a bath-tub that resembled that of a hot-tub. Jets lined the inside, and white candles surrounded it. A room fit for a queen.

"It's perfect..." Her voice was a mere whisper as she turned towards him. In an instant, her crystal clear blue eyes locked with his. Everything about him seemed to capture her. Remaining silent, she closed the empty space between them. Her breathing quickly grew rigid, and her heart steadily accelerated. Adrenaline was searing through her body, making her skin warm to the touch. By now, she could feel the warmth of his body radiating as well. Her crystal eyes remained entranced in his. Her heart pounded, thumping in an irregular pattern. The space between them dwindled and her hand very softly brushed against his. In reassurance, she took his hand and intertwined their fingers…squeezing gently. Her mind and her heart conflicted between right and wrong, but her heart won.

A light-headed feeling overtook her as she drew closer to him. Her body trembled softly as she leaned in and let her warm, soft lips press against his. Chills prickled up her spine and butterflies danced in her stomach. A pleasant tingly feeling danced up her body as one of her hands traced its way to his neck and drew him closer still.

[Eldarion]

By the look of Taylor`s face, Eldarion could see she was pleased. The room that was given her was great, nowhere else could such a place be given her for one night stay. However Eldarion was kind and always gave his friends the best, which showed why many respected him. As he could see how glad she became, he could feel her fingers intertwine within his. It was a strange feeling, but at the same time it made him feel good. With a deep look at each other, they came closer. A strong feeling could be felt between them, as if love were growing within them. Could it really be true, or was it just a simple crush? Eldarion was unsure, but in surprise a kiss suddenly was exchanged. Long and deep it lasted, as more they pulled each other closer. It was amazing and for long Eldarion wished it to go on, from a moment of loneliness he went into a life of happiness. What just happened he had not expected to come, even they had looked at each other with interest through the whole time.

After many minutes, they still kissed and as her hand moved to his face he had to smile. As they made out, they moved further into the room. Eldarion thought it as a good opportunity to start on a new, where a life could go better with a woman at his side. Hopefully no more sadness again would happen, as many times he had been left heartbroken. This woman was different, that he was sure about. Although still there was many secrets and unknown things he did not know about her, as for example her lies about being from Rohan. The cloths she had on, surely did not come from there.

As the kisses became more powerful and rough, so began Eldarions hands to move. Slowly he moved to rest his hand on her hips, but slowly moved them up and by each touch he could see more of her clothing and skin revealed. However more closer they approached the bed which was behind Taylor, as if they were drawn to lay there.

[Taylor]

Enfolded in the kiss was passion and power beyond comprehension. The intensity of these emotions made Taylor feel even more light-headed, and she gripped his back to keep from faltering. The butterflies in her stomach grew every second their lips were together. Her arms remained around him, her fingers ever so gently stroking the spine of his neck. Holding the kiss, she felt his strong hands move to her hips and lower back. The feeling made her body relax as his warm hands caressed her cool skin, her breath catching in her throat. In moments her entire body grew warm as a tint of pink fluttered in her cheeks. Entranced by him, she took his guidance as he gently moved them towards the bed. Taylor was the first to reach it, but she swiftly turned them so his knees buckled beneath him and he fell onto the bed first. The kiss had finally been broken, but she was sure it wouldn’t be for long.

As she stood before him, her eyes remained locked with his…power, passion, and desire seeming to glow within them. She was taking control: something she often liked to do in these types of situations. Licking her lips seductively, she crawled on top of him, playfully pushing him back so he was lying on the black satin sheets of the king-sized bed. She looked down at him, smiling as she once more let their lips intertwine. Chills began to tingle up and down her spine as they became more involved. With her hands still cool from being outside, she slowly let her fingertips move under his shirt…tracing up his muscular chest. As she did this, she gently bit and pulled on his lower lip, and in one graceful movement, pulled his shirt off completely...tossing it to the floor. Her kisses then began to move down his body. She started at his lips, then traced down his jaw-line to the sensitive part of his neck. There she nipped softly, her teeth making contact with his warm skin. Her bites weren’t enough to draw blood, but enough to send chills dancing down the spine. From there, she paused for a moment…her eyes meeting his...wondering if it was okay.

[Eldarion]

Eldarion was shocked, what just happened were greater then he ever expected. As they had gone on with the kisses, she suddenly took control over the situation. Both of them where drawn to the bed, but she managed to pull him down first. It was interesting, but he liked it. With a look up at her, he curiously watched what she did, everything seemed amazing. However it was not common for a woman to decide what to do in bed, but as she was different he allowed it by the pleasure she gave. Eldarion knew nothing could ruin the moment, as which he was glad about. By the look of her licking her lips before moving closer, made Eldarion more interested in what to come. The kisses she leaned in to give was full of passion and love, as in return he kissed her back. After a short moment, his shirt was removed. With his strong muscles shown, he knew she would move on to touch them. As her kisses moved on, so did his hands. Across her back he rubbed her, wanting her more then ever before.

She truly was a beauty in his eyes, whom made him forget all sorrows and exchanged it with great happiness. As she stopped and looked at him, he could not help but smile. He knew what she thought, but as she waited for his approval to continue he leaned over and kissed her. With a long kiss, he gave a sign that everything was alright. What they had ended up doing, he wanted to fulfill. As they made out again, his hands slowly touched her body with a great touch. Which moved below her cloths and around, as at the same time he pulled her closer. With one hand below her shirt, the other began to touch her pants, slowly rubbing it up and down. Her legs was strong and fine, greater then any woman he touched before. What he felt for Taylor was special, something he hoped would last forever. In a short time, her cloak was removed and all other clothing was seen. Eldarion did not care anymore of how she was dressed, nor her lies. He only wanted her, and the moment.

[Taylor]

As her hand danced up and down his chest, she traced his taught muscles…admiring the strength and power beneath them. Eyes were her biggest turn on, but muscles followed a close second. She held his gaze until he leaned up and kissed her again. Through that kiss she could feel his want and desire for her, and she knew it was okay. His hands made contact with her skin once more and she immediately felt her own muscles relax. He had a firm, yet gentle touch that drove Taylor crazy. In her land, she was used to being abused during any time of seduction. The two opposite feelings made her realize how much more she liked Eldarion’s way: loving and warm.

She hesitated for a moment as he withdrew the cloak from her, the clothes of a dark land now visible. Her sword was still at her side, the sheath holding the distinct symbol of Nurn. Hoping he had not seen, she quickly removed the belt from around her waist and tossed it to the growing pile of clothes on the ground. She then playfully pinned him back on the bed. A sinister smile lay on her lips as she leaned down and kissed him, before letting her kisses move south. She toyed with his neck for a bit, but then began to kiss down his chest, her eyes never leaving his. Where she kissed, she would nip at the skin gently, but then would massage it with her tongue before moving to another spot. As she grew very close to his pants, she paused for a moment…teasing the prince. She knew he was not accustomed to having the woman take control, but in her land…that’s all they were used for: control in bed.

[Eldarion]

As the love between Eldarion and Taylor became more intense, he still could not believe how she took command. It was a strange feeling, but he liked it. With every new kiss given, a greater connection between them grew. In a look of kindness and love, Eldarion watched every move she took. As her kisses moved from his neck and down, he could not believe what happened. Every touch that was given he enjoyed, but hoped she to enjoyed his touch.

With a look of curiosity, he waited for what to happen next. The signal he had given with the kiss truly made her understand how far he wished to go on, now as it all were to continue he thought it to be interesting. As some cloths was removed and some weapons removed, they still kept on. Quickly Eldarion leaned to kiss her, as he did not wish to ask about her sword. He had seen it was from Nurn, but he did not understand why she had lied about where she came from. He decided to let it be, now it was only them at the moment which mattered. As the kiss lasted long, he at the same time took the opportunity to touch her again. However he did not move her from where she had moved, everything now was depending on her next move.

[Taylor]

His coarse hands caressed her skin and she closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the warmth and security she felt through his touch. Their kisses were growing more passionate with every heartbeat. Pure ecstasy ran through her blood as she kept her lips with his for a moment, before pulling away softly. He had given her free reign to do as she wished, and she would take full advantage of that. A dark, almost evil grin spread across her lips as she left an innocent trail of kisses down his chest once more. When her lips reached the fabric of his pants, her hands took over…slowly unbuckling the belt that lay in the way. Her warm breath prickled on his skin as her breathing grew a bit heavier in anticipation. With great ease, she slipped the belt and his sword off and let them fall to the ivory floor. She then began to undo his pants, but faltered as she could feel him a little aroused beneath her. The feeling sent jolts through her body, and soon he was not alone in his pleasure. Her heart was racing as she succeeded in undoing his pants, but she didn’t pull them off. Instead, she straddled his body and leaned down to kiss him, gently beginning to apply a bit of pressure with her hips...

The kiss was filled with love, desire, and need. Never before had such emotions flowed through Taylor’s veins, and it made her nervous to continue. She liked to have control, but there was something different about him, that made it hard to just have sex with him. Was love really beginning to interfere? The thoughts lingered in her mind as she deepened the kiss, letting her tongue dance with his. By now, her body was warm with desire. Neither her tussled hair, nor her wounds mattered. All that mattered was her and Eldarion. The love that was surging between them only heightened the intensity of her slow soft grinding. She broke the kiss for a moment as a soft moan escaped her throat. He wasn’t the only one receiving pleasure…

[Eldarion]

With every moment filled with passion and pleasure, it all became better by each second Eldarion and Taylor spent together. As the greatness took hold of them both, they enjoyed each other presence. The moan that escaped from Taylor`s mouth gave a clearly sign that she too was loving it, something Eldarion was glad about. Having her close to his face again, made him able to kiss her more. As she lot out the moan, he continued kissing her down the neck as his hands roamed across her body. With every touch, he tried to make her more pleased. However interesting he thought it now would be as his belt were removed, as having her on top surely was great.

As they moved to make out again, Aldrin played with her tongue as she played with his. In a rough way he deepened the kiss, with every intention to make it last longer. Carefully he moved his hands over every part over her body, wishing to give all she ever wanted as the need grew stronger. Soon as he got hold on her shirt, he slowly began to remove it. With it thrown at the floor, his eyes went amazed by the sight of her. Again he went on kissing, but got more able to move his hands. The clothing she had on surely was not from Rohan, although he did not care. To be with a woman again was wonderful, something that he had missed a lot. This time Eldarion would do everything to not be left alone again, as much heartbroken he had been before. He knew it was a great risk to get together with another woman, but he always hoped for the best in any situation.