has been neglected for a hundred years," said the Prince as he lifted his wine goblet. "Your vassals have many of them fled to other lords; good land lies fallow. But you have your wealth, your Court, your soldiers. So much lies ahead of you."
"I am in your debt, Prince," the King answered. "But will you tell me your name, the name of your family?"
"My mother, Queen Eleanor, lives on the other side of the forest," said the Prince. "In your time, it was my great-grandfather's kingdom; he was King Heinrick, your powerful ally."
The Prince saw the King's immediate surprise and then his look of confusion. The Prince understood it perfectly. And when a blush came to the King's face, the Prince said:
"And in those times you served your time in my great-grandfather's castle, did you not, and perhaps your queen also?"
The King pressed his lips together in resignation and slowly nodded. "You are the son of a powerful monarch," he whispered. And the Price could see that the King would not raise his eyes to see his naked daughter, Beauty.
"I will take Beauty to serve," said the Prince. "She is mine now." He took out his long silver knife and, cutting the hot, succulent pork, he laid several pieces on his own plate. The servants all about him vied with one another to place other dishes near him.
Beauty sat with her hands over her breasts again; her cheeks were moist with tears, and she was trembling slightly.
"Ass you wish," said the King. "I am in your debt."
"You have your life and your Kingdom now," said the Prince. "And I have your daughter. I will spend the night here. And tomorrow set out to make her my Princess across the mountains."
He had placed some fruit on his plate, and other hot morsels of cooked food, and now he snapped his fingers gently and in a whisper told Beauty to come around the table to him.
He could see her shame before the servants.
But he brushed her hand away from her sex.
"Never cover yourself like that again," he said. He spoke these words almost tenderly, as he lifted her hair back from her face.
"Yes, my Prince," she whispered. She had a lovely little voice. "But it's so difficult."
"Of course it is," he smiled. "But for me you'll do it."
And now he took her and placed her on his lap, cradling her in his left arm. "Kiss me," he said, and feeling her warm mouth on his again, he felt his desire rising too soon for his taste, but he decided he could savor this slight torment.
"You may go," he said to the King. "Tell your servants to have my horse ready in the morning. I won't need a horse for Beauty. My soldiers you've found, no doubt, at your gates," and the Prince laughed. "They were afraid to come in with me. Tell them to be ready at dawn, and then you can say goodbye to your daughter, Beauty."
The King glanced up very quickly to accept the Prince's commands and with unfailing courtesy he backed out of the doorway.
The Prince turned his full attention to Beauty.
Chapter 2
Lifting a napkin he wiped at her tears. She kept her hands obediently on her thighs, exposing her sex, and he observed that she did not try to hide her stiff little pink nipples with her arms and he approved of this.
"Now don't be frightened," he said to her softly, feeding a little on her trembling mouth again, and then slapping her breasts so they shivered lightly. "I could be old and ugly."
"Ah, but then I could feel sorry for you," she said in a sweet, tremulous voice.
He laughed. "I'm going to punish you for that," he said to her tenderly. "But now and then just a little very ladylike impertinence is amusing."
She blushed darkly, biting her lip.
"Are you hungry, beautiful one?" he asked.
He could see she was afraid to answer.
"When I ask you will say, 'Only if it pleases you, my Prince,' and I shall know the answer is yes. Or, 'Not unless it should please you, my Prince,' and I shall know the answer is no. Do you understand me?"
"Yes, my Prince," she answered. "I'm hungry only if it pleases you."
"Very good, very good," he said to her with genuine feeling. He lifted a small cluster of glistening purple grapes and fed them to her one by one, taking the seeds out of her mouth and casting them aside.