The Knight and the Queens Niece

Eleanor had to laugh at that. “You’re so right! No one wants to be cooped up with a bunch of old men who have nothing exciting to say,” she admitted.

“It’s no wonder we feel the way we do sometimes,” she added.

Eleanor took the cheese and chewed it slowly. “I keep wondering what I ever did to deserve you. I’m so blessed”

She finally sat back and watched Brandon quietly as he finished his meal. Then a thought occurred to her. Eleanor stood slowly and as Brandon was hands deep in his meal, she began to strip. Eleanor discarded her boots and hose. She unfastened her over coat and laid it on the chair.

Her dark eyes watched Brandon’s expression and a slow smile spread across her face. Eleanor unfastened the riding breeches and bending slightly at the waist, wiggled them down over her hips, down her thighs and finally allowed them to fall to the floor. She then turned away from him, untied her shirt and slowly lowered the shirt allowing it to fall down from her shoulders to the small of her back, slowly exposing her fair skin. Eleanor tossed the shirt onto the chair.

Her long hair, piled neatly on top of her head, was held by a few spare pins. She crossed her arms across her breasts and turned back to Brandon slowly. A few orphaned strands of blonde hair cascaded down the sides of her face and she issued a silent invitation between them. Now the question was would he accept.

Eleanor loved how desirable he made her feel. He had her heart from the moment she slipped into his arms and there would be no other.
 
“You’re so right! No one wants to be cooped up with a bunch of old men who have nothing exciting to say,” she admitted.

Brando knew that first hand when was introduced to the kind as a young aspiring would be Knight. The court had very young men and old and the ones in between were either training, practice, guarding the walls or fighting a war.

“I know I am my love because I was there, and by the time you came to the court, I was training and my court appearance were very rare. Things haven’t changed that much of the years either.”

He smiled when she took the cheese. “I keep wondering what I ever did to deserve you. I’m so blessed”

“He turned her chin so she was looking at him. “No my sweet love, it was faith that I rode by there, and it is not the first time I’ve traveled nearby it, but it was the first time I rode by that old castle.”

Brandon was finishing eating when he felt the bed move, and he looks up to see Eleanor standing. He was about to say something, when she began to strip her clothes off. He was going ask what she was doing but then he just watched her.

He thought she was trying to tease him, but he started to get aroused and couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She took off every piece of clothing one by one while she smiled and looked at him.

Next were her britches and she bent down then wiggled while pulling then down till they hit the floor, then she turned away with her back to him. She untied her shirt and she lets it slide down her shoulders and down to the floor. Eleanor was now naked with her back to him, and his hard cock was trying to make a hole in his britches.

He saw her cross her arms over her beasts and turned around to face him again. The sight of her beautiful sexy body was too much to resist. She was telling him how much she wanted him, and that was another thing he loved about her.

He stood up and began to remove his clothes just as slow she did. The way her eyes moved she couldn’t fail to see how aroused he already was. Still he couldn’t believe how lucky he was that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

Oh! God Eleanor, I must be the luckiest man alive to have your love. I love you so much my sweet lady. He reached for her and held her till both their bodies came together to kiss passionately. He started to moved slowly back till he felt the back of his legs hit the bed. He leans back wards still kissing deeply till his back was flat on the bed, and she was lying on top of him .
 
It didn’t escape Eleanor’s notice that she had aroused him. After all, that was her intention. She wanted him to know he was loved and wanted. Her eyes lit up when he started to shed his clothes and she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. She wanted to explore every inch of his skin, to feel the heat of his body against hers, to be caught up in the passion of his kiss and to have him seated firmly between her thighs to claim her once again. Eleanor's pulse started to strengthen and her pink lips parted to catch her breath. When he reached out for her, she started to tremble with excitement.

Eleanor’s weight settled upon him, not that he became encumbered, she weighed little to nothing. She liked having him pinned under her. Eleanor slowly kissed him again and again, nipping and sucking upon his lower lip, drawing her tongue over it, taking her time to enjoy each moment.

Eleanor parted from his lips only long enough to declare her love for him, “I do love you, Brandon,” she murmured. Her kisses were deep and probing as her tongue brushed over his. She issued a restrained moan from the back of her throat, testament of her growing desire.

Her body was growing warm and a newly discovered tingle was building between her thighs. It was enough to give Eleanor pause to catch her breath. Needing no prompt, she nipped, licked and kissed lightly down his neck. She lingered there, feeling him starting to shiver. Ohhhhhhh… He liked that.

Eleanor shifted and slowly made her way down his chest. She was quite a sight, really, crawling down his awakening body with her backside high up in the air. Her hot breath washed over him and like his neck, she tasted his flesh with her gentle lips. The more she tasted of him, the more aroused she became. Her nails grazed down his sides and her dark eyes flickered with mischief when she swirled her tongue teasingly over an exposed nipple and nipped it. She felt his muscles twitch. Oh yes, she enjoyed bringing him pleasure.
 
Brandon loved how her body felt covering his as he lied under her, and then he felt like he was in haven when she started to kiss him everywhere. His eyes were close basking in her soft kisses and her touch, and then she stops and he heard her voice.

“I do love you, Brandon,” she said in her soft voice, and then he felt her moist hot lips on his. They kissed deeply with passion, and as their tongues meet, a soft moan escaped her lips. He wished this would never end when her lips parted from his.

He wraps his arms around her then gently runs his hands up and down her silky smooth back, then squeezed her firm ass cheeks. He feels her body getting warmer, and he could sense her desire mounting when he felt some moisture on his belly.

He couldn’t remember ever been kiss like this before, considering Eleanor experience with sex was just two days old, but it spoke volume for her love for him. Her kisses made him shiver slightly, and then heard a soft Ohhhhh... Escape her throat.

Her kisses and touch were more sensual the he ever felt before, and she was not done yet, as she moved down of his body, and with every move he could fell her desire mounting, and his arousal growing under her. He was lost in her sensual touch and kisses and her hot wet tongue of his nipples.

Brandon squeezed her ass cheeks harder and rolls over, pinning her under his body, and his cock was now lodged between her hot thighs, and even though she was wet already, he wanted to turn the table on her.

He kissed her passionately before he breaks the kiss to move over to her now very big and hard nipples. He lingers there licking and sucking them, while he moves his hips up and down rubbing his thick hard shaft between her hot lips.

He slides down her body leaving a train of soft wet kisses, then pause to lick her belly button before he moves lower. The scent of her arousal inebriates him to no end, and take’s a swipe with his tongue from the bottom up tasting her wonderful nectar. "I Love you my darling, you are my life, you are my soul."
 
When Brandon turned the tables and pinned her under him, the remaining pins that had held her hair in place fell out. Eleanor returned each of his kisses with equal fervor; each more passionate than the last.

His trail down her flesh was causing her to tremble harder. Her arousal was mounting with each kiss. She gasped and her nipples stood hard and throbbing when his mouth found its way to them. Each swipe of his tongue brought a new gasp from her lips and was sending sensations right down to her pleasure center. The tingling was coursing through her. Eleanor couldn’t help but to squirm under him. Between his attention on her nipples and the hardened shaft between her thighs, he was teasing her mercilessly.

When he decided to slide down her body, her fingers rested in his soft, dark hair. Eleanor arched to his lips the further he moved down her body. She anticipated every kiss and she could feel his hot breath caressing her. Her sighs and cooing of pleasure filled the air.

Each new sensation made her more aware of not only herself, but Brandon. His muscular frame enveloped her nicely and when he slid down her body, the caress delighted her. He was so amazing, she just couldn’t believe it. Not that she was in any way experienced, but she was completely enamored of him.
When his tongue reached her nether lips, he startled her. What’s more, his tongue actually felt a strange kind of good.

“Oh Brandon, please don’t stop…” she said lustily.

She had never in her life ever learned of the art of love. It was as if it was some guarded secret of the older women. How was a woman to come to her husband and to please him if she did not know how or what to feel and do? She was learning very quickly now, and she so looked forward to applying what she was learning to delight and surprise Brandon.
 
As moved down he could feel her arching into his kiss and to every lick of his tongue, and could hear her sighing and cooing of pleasure encouraged him to continue.
Her body shook slightly as his tongue hit her nether lips, but her hips didn’t pull away from his mouth; if anything he could feel a slight up move.

“Oh Brandon, please don’t stop…” she said lustily.

Brandon loved to taste of her and made sure he got every drop, and he was not about to stop. So much of this was new to her, and he was sure she never even heard men would do all this, but he hoped she was learning how to physical love your mate.

He opens her lips with one hand and licks the inside of her folds, then gently rubs a finger on her engorged clit, before it was replaced by his tongue and his finger enters inside. He can feel her hips moving pressing up and he add a second finger, then he curls the upward pressing them against her erogenous zone. He slide a hand under her to raise her hips up to rub her most sensitive part of her body.
 
Her body shuddered and tightened down in response to Brandon’s explorations. A breath caught in her throat and she bucked her hips upward. The sensations he was causing were completely different from before. It was as if he had no control over them.

She entangled her fingers in the sheets and glanced down at him. Her normal calm expression was transformed to desirous need. When his fingers slid into her, the tingling between her thighs started to spread quickly and Eleanor leaned her head back trying to catch her breath. Eleanor was starting to writhe.

She couldn’t think and she couldn’t reason. All she could do was to respond to Brandon. Eleanor’s breathing had quickened as Brandon continued his ministrations to her clit. The pleasure was intensifying and she closed her eyes, enjoying it all. His fingers, captured by her tight entrance were pulled back in each time he wriggled them and her interior walls clamped down on them.

Oh dear God – the sensations were indescribable.
 
Brandon could feel her body shudder and tighten around his fingers, and her hips arching up, pressing harder against his mouth. He juice started to flow into his mouth and he laps every drop. Her hips were now moving with his fingers not wanting to lose their touch.

He wanted her to feel all the pleasure he could give her, and response was gasps, intakes of quick breaths. He could hear her breathing getting faster and louder, and didn’t show down, he would rub her most erogenous points even more.

He slowed down and then crawls back up over her hot moist body. He looks at her face that is covered with light perspiration, than kissed her parted lips. His tongue search for hers than kissed her deeply.

He raises his hips and guides himself between her wet lips. He push his hips forward feeling how much hotter she is inside her, then feeling the tightness he ease out then pushes forward again, and after repeating that motions he began to go deeper.

His hips move back and forth in a show motion, enjoying the tightness and the wonderful pleasure invading his whole body.

His eyes locks with hers loving how they looked into his, with every move of his hips, feeling her hips moved with his. This was haven for him, SHE was his haven.
 
When he pushed into her, she swore the earth and heavens moved. Eleanor was completely enveloped in rapture. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. Her body was on fire with desire for him.

As his hips moved back and forth, her own body responded, keeping them in perfectly synchronized. Eleanor found the more she responded to him, the more intense the sensations became.

She could hear how his breathing quickened and she could feel his muscles flexing against her. Each stroke was both powerful and addicting. Her nails found his back and she raked his flesh slowly, lightly, feeling him tremble.

“I love you, Brandon” she said between gasps.
 
Brandon lowers his head to hers and kissed her passionately, both their hips move as if they were one in a sexual rhythm. Each pushing the other towards the moment of bliss both craved. Their hips so tight together he could her heat rising through her wetness.

“I love you, Brandon” she said through a slight gasp. “I love you to my darling.” He replied

He could hear the wet sound of her fluid as their hips pressed even tighter. Brandon was just at the top when he felt the unmistakable feeling in his groins, than tensed as his orgasm hit him harder than ever before.

He was breathing as if he ran for miles, his lover underneath him breathing just as fast, a sheen of perspiration covers both their bodies, then he rolls over to lie next to her.
 
Eleanor was still breathing heavily when Brandon moved next to her. The heat of their bodies was completely amazing. She wouldn’t have thought her body could work that hard.

She leaned forward and brushed her lips over his, nibbling lightly on his lips. She slipped her arms around Brandon and clung to him. She always felt safe with him and she was becoming much more comfortable and familiar with her love.

Eleanor was starting to feel much better now, but she was still going to take it easy. She didn’t need to be taking any more falls. She wanted his seed to take hold. Was that a terrible thing for her to think? She didn’t want to put him into a corner, but she found herself thinking some very intensely intimate thoughts.
As it was, they still needed to get the blessing from the family. The faster they could get back to the castle, the faster they could approach the Queen.

Eleanor brushed her nose against his. It was an endearing expression of love.
Something else occurred to her. Would they let Brandon escort her in, or would they send a carriage to collect them?

Eleanor hoped they had their freedom to travel back to the castle on their own.
 
Brandon put his arm around her when she leaned over and pressed her lips to his. He could feel her nipples digging in his chest, and he smiled when started to nibble at his lips, then she slips her arm around and cuddle against him.

Brandon wondering if the Queen got his message yet, and if she did what would do after she read it. He was hoping she wouldn’t send a carriage, so that it would give them a few more hour together.

His thoughts were on the possibility that Eleanor could be with child, and he didn’t like the idea waiting to long for them to marry. Unfortunate they couldn’t leave just yet, not till she could ride her horse.

His thoughts interrupted by Eleanor’s nose brushed his. He smiled and held her long enough to kiss her he lips.

“What were you thinking my love?” He asked
 
Eleanor slid her fingertips over his goatee, smoothing his facial hair. He had a strong chin and soft hair. He was very attractive this way.
She looked into his eyes and could see the curiosity behind them. It was an honest curiosity, unlike some of the regulars at court. There, everyone had some sort of agenda. Here, nestled up against Brandon, she could feel the sincerity of his heart.

“Well, I know you sent your message along to the castle and I was just hoping we wouldn’t find ourselves escorted back by another contingent of men and carriage. I would appreciate the thought of course, but it’s truly unnecessary. I have, by far, the best escort,” she answered confidently.
Eleanor watched as a smile formed on Brandon’s lips. He was happy and so was she. Eleanor smiled back and leaned forward, kissing him gently upon his lips. She lingered, tasting his lips. She just couldn’t imagine being any happier. Well, maybe there was one or two instances where she could be, but they all involved Brandon. Brandon was the center of everything good.

“I’m also growing anxious about the return. I’ve been thinking a great deal about our petition and I just cannot see her saying no under the circumstances. Of course, she may have already been in negotiations with someone for me and there might be some difficulty if that was the case. Brandon, I don't want to be with anyone else. I want you. Some of the nobles can be very stubborn, though. I’ve given you my maidenhead and even that may not satisfy them. Their greed can reach far, and many want to be tied to my family. They would use me to get there. The only way I could be assured I could be free of another contract would be if I was carrying your child,” she said softly.

The idea of being heavy with child was rooted in the back of her mind. Eleanor could see herself with him, watching as his son grew within her. She could also see herself holding the babe, a tiny version of his father. Eleanor could feel a giddy glow from within. There was no greater gift.

“I want us to marry. I want to give you a son, my Love. I know it deep in my heart. Am I just being foolish? Is it so wrong to think these things?” she asked.

Eleanor didn’t want him to think she was just a silly girl with large dreams and no sense of reality. She loved him. That was all she knew or cared about. Here feeling were out in the open and she wondered what he would say to that.
 
Brandon loved her forwardness, and enjoyed the way she would touch him when she felt like, and she was everything he even wanted in his mate. He loved to feel her hand or her fingers exploring his face, they were tender, warm soft and there were the touch of a lover, His lover.

“Well, I know you sent your message along to the castle and I was just hoping we wouldn’t find ourselves escorted back by another contingent of men and carriage. I would appreciate the thought of course, but it’s truly unnecessary. I have, by far, the best escort,”

He couldn’t help but smile by what she just said. “Thank you my love for the compliment. I was just thinking the same thing right now, and I’m in favor in riding in a carriage, nor having to be escorted back to the castle. The Queen can be very stubborn at times, but unfortunate she is not aware of us being in love. We can’t fault her for that.”

Brandon was ready to ride away with her. Go away somewhere where no one knew of them, but he still thought the Queen deserve the benefit of doubts. She may want them to marry, she did say he can have his pick of any of her lady in waiting, and that included Eleanor.

“I’m also growing anxious about the return. I’ve been thinking a great deal about our petition and I just cannot see her saying no under the circumstances. Of course, she may have already been in negotiations with someone for me and there might be some difficulty if that was the case. Brandon, I don't want to be with anyone else. I want you. Some of the nobles can be very stubborn, though. I’ve given you my maidenhead and even that may not satisfy them. Their greed can reach far, and many want to be tied to my family. They would use me to get there. The only way I could be assured I could be free of another contract would be if I was carrying your child,” she said softly.

Brandon couldn’t believe what he just heard. He, himself had thought about the same thing since the first time they made love. He cups her face in his hands and kissed her passionately.

“Darling the very same thought have been in my mind since the time we made love, and I’ve been think about nothing else since” I think we may worry over nothing, I can’t believe the Queen would destroy two lives your and mine. I would like us to leave as soon you’re able to ride, before anyone come’s here for us. “I want us to marry. I want to give you a son, my Love. I know it deep in my heart. Am I just being foolish? Is it so wrong to think these things?” she asked.

“Darling there’s is nothing in this world I want more than to have a child with you, and I’ve been hoping you’re with child by the time we’re back.”
 
Eleanor was stunned and couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Brandon was still young yet and she figured he had a lifetime of other things he could have been doing with her besides setting up a household. She had steeled herself for resistance to her desire, but it turned out she and he had the same intent. The bottom line was they were in love. Eleanor’s heart leapt into her throat she was so excited. She smiled, kissed him enthusiastically and hugged him tightly.

“Let’s ride tomorrow, Brandon. Please? I know I will be much better in the morning.”

Her eyes shone with delight and purpose. Up until now she hadn’t let the excitement of their good fortune show. But, he had given her the confirmation she needed. She believed in him.

His note to the Queen wouldn’t arrive until morning, so the few hours it would take to get an escort to them would be the wiggle room they would need to avoid it. Eleanor liked that thought. She really did worry too much sometimes. Aside from this, Eleanor took her duties seriously. She would never willingly disobey the Queen’s wishes. After all, service in her household was a privilege that could easily be taken away. Eleanor always had a special connection with Her Grace, though few really knew what that was. It was the reason Eleanor received the education she did and the reason her father doted on her. Duty to God and Country. That was what the family lived by. As for Eleanor, she preferred to follow her heart.

Eleanor brushed a stray hair from Brandon’s forehead and then ran her fingertips through his dark hair. She loved that boyish charm she saw in him. The dark pools of his eyes fascinated her. She could see layers of emotions in them at any point in time and she felt that over time, she would be able to read him well. Eleanor was memorizing the features in his face. Her fingertips stroked his cheek lightly. She wanted him to feel what she did; every touch and every emotion. She wanted him to share in it all.
 
Brandon noticed the excitement in her eyes as he told her what he thought, but he didn’t connect the excitement in her eyes with what he said. She smiled then kissed and hugged him tight with much more enthusiasm.

“Let’s ride tomorrow, Brandon. Please? I know I will be much better in the morning.”

Brandon did a double take at what she just said and had to look at her twice to make sure he heard her right.

“But darling you’re not in shape to ride just yet, and though want to get out of here as badly as you, It’ll worry me to death if fall off your horse again.”

He pulled her into his arms and squeezed her against his chest. Darling you must make sure it’s what you really want; for once we’re away from here we’ll have to ride straight to the castle. I know we’ll have a head start, but we won’t be able to stop, or we might cross paths if she sent an escort.”
 
“Oh Brandon, I fell off the horse because she stopped on a dime and I kept going,” she answered. “I’m not going to fall off at a walk,” she added, pursing her pouting lips at him.

“But, if you think we should stay on another day, I’m not going to complain.”

Really, she wouldn’t. Every moment she got to spend with him was precious to her. He was her lover and if they were blessed, he would soon be her mate. He touched her soul. He held her heart. Her body was so ready and eager to learn more of him. It was amazing to her. His touch could instantly bring her body alive. It was almost overwhelming and she couldn't possibly express just how much he meant to her.

The normal revelry that they had come to expect at the inns was just starting to pick up downstairs. Thankfully, they didn’t have to worry about being disturbed. No one had recognized them, and no one had questioned them. The only person who would have known the pair had been commissioned by Brandon to deliver a message. Eleanor didn’t recall seeing the knight when they came to the inn, so there would be no questions.

“Brandon, if you had a choice and we could go anywhere, where would we go?” she asked.
 
“Oh Brandon, I fell off the horse because she stopped on a dime and I kept going,” she answered. “I’m not going to fall off at a walk,” she added, pursing her pouting lips at him.

Brandon knew she was right, but that didn’t stop him from worrying, She was his life, his lover his soul mate, whom else would he worrying about.

“I know my love, I might be worrying over nothing, but you’re the only one that could tell my if you’re really read so you decide”

Riding away from everything crossed his mind, but even that was not a good choice. The Queen already knew Eleanor was with him, and if they did run away, he would be hunted like a common criminal, and Queen would think she was behind the whole kidnapping scheme.

“Brandon, if you had a choice and we could go anywhere, where would we go?” she asked.

Brandon knew what she was thinking; he recalled saying something like that earlier.

I’m afraid we couldn’t flee my love. I told her Grace that you were with me. What would think if you were in her place? You would think I kidnapped you, and you know what that would do to me. She would hunt down and then she would put my head on the block, that’s what I would do.”
 
“I’m not suggesting we run away. We have no option but to return. You’ve already sent a communication to her, and so we have to accept that. I was just thinking later, when all of this has been settled, where do you think we will end up? I’m pretty certain I’m not going to be residing in her apartments anymore,” she said, giggling just a little.

“You know, you will eventually have to meet my Father when he returns. From what I know, I think the two of you may have some things in common. You have the same fire, I think,” she added.

Her father was a big man and a good swordsman. That was one of the things she liked about Brandon. He had a fire within him that she found attractive. He had a zest for life that matched her own and they could truly have a fulfilling life together.

“We still need to figure out who put this whole plot together with my abduction. I still think we might find some answers once we return to court. And, if we play the cards right, we might be able to flush them out. If my abduction was in part due to a political move upon the Queen, our petition would gain a lot of attention.” Now she was thinking strategy. Well, as much as a woman of her station could. “What do you think?”
 
“I’m not suggesting we run away. We have no option but to return. You’ve already sent a communication to her, and so we have to accept that. I was just thinking later, when all of this has been settled, where do you think we will end up? I’m pretty certain I’m not going to be residing in her apartments anymore,” she said, giggling just a little.

Brandon couldn’t even think of a place, he lived around the royal family since she was a small boy, he didn’t know where he would want to go. His relative lived 5 days ride away, and it was just a horse farm still. His father loved the breed horses and has for most of his life.

“To be honest darling I never thought about it, but it did cross my mind of lately, and now that we are together, I need to think about a place where we can raise our family. I’ll know what to do after we get the answer from the Queen about the petition. Don’t forget I’m still her champion.

“We still need to figure out who put this whole plot together with my abduction. I still think we might find some answers once we return to court. And, if we play the cards right, we might be able to flush them out. If my abduction was in part due to a political move upon the Queen, our petition would gain a lot of attention.”

“What do you think?”

“I’ve thought about that ever since you told me who you were darling, and I wouldn’t be surprise if the Queen already knows who’s behind the whole think, it had to be someone that stand to gain the most. There are some power hungry Ministers, it could be anyone, but what surprised me was that all this took place after I left to see my family, and would take me almost a month to get back.”
 
“Well, if I didn’t want any interference by those who supported the Queen, I would definitely make sure they were out of the way before I did anything. That’s a logical move. I don’t know if it would be the ministers. Why would they care about my well being? They could easily abduct me and demand a ransom and still kill me. Unless it was someone in the family…” she suggested.
“I’m starting to regret not paying close attention at court. As it was, I didn’t even recognize you and you’ve been at court for years. You’d think I’d be more observant,” she added.

Eleanor was glad he was considering their future. She couldn’t forget the fact he was the Queen’s champion. That meant he was called upon often. Even if they were allowed lands nearby, they wouldn’t be going far. He still had to report to the Crown.

She snuggled up against her Love and she took in the scent of his body, committing it to memory. She was so relaxed and comfortable in his embrace and she didn’t want to be anywhere else.
 
“Well, if I didn’t want any interference by those who supported the Queen, I would definitely make sure they were out of the way before I did anything. That’s a logical move. I don’t know if it would be the ministers. Why would they care about my well being? They could easily abduct me and demand a ransom and still kill me. Unless it was someone in the family…” she suggested.

“At this point I don’t either, but I think is it strange, and that made me think is someone that knew I would be leaving, and how long I would be away, the ride alone takes more than two weeks.

“I’m starting to regret not paying close attention at court. As it was, I didn’t even recognize you and you’ve been at court for years. You’d think I’d be more observant,” she added.

Brandon looked at her. “Now darling don’t you go take the blame for what happen, it was not your fault.” He told her firmly.

He wrapped his arms around her when she snuggled against him, then kissed the top of her head. We’re going to get through this all of us, and maybe someone is going to the block.
 
Brandon felt her relax in his embrace and he knew it wouldn’t be long before they drifted off to sleep. Her body was tired and the injury from her fall was exacerbated by her fatigue. When he ran his fingertips across the back of her head he could tell she still had a pretty good lump. Time and rest would heal all.

Dawn came soon enough for the both of them and as the soft light of morning filtered through the window the two started to stir. Eleanor still had her arms around him, so Brandon couldn’t move without waking her. Most people would turn over in the night. With Eleanor, she felt content and now experienced fewer interruptions in her sleep.

The inn was already starting business as normal, and the aromas from the kitchen were steadily flowing through the cracks and crevices of the rooms above. A soft, lazy moan reached Brandon’s ears and when he opened his eyes, he could see Eleanor looking up at him. Eleanor was still shaking off the fog of sleep, but she was warm and comfortable in Brandon’s embrace. She really didn’t want to get up yet. Soon, her bodily functions would demand she get moving, but until then, Eleanor kissed his chin and then his lips softly.

“Good morning, my Love,”
 
Brandon realized Eleanor had fallen asleep when her breathing slowed down, and looked to see her eyes were closed. She was draped of his chests and he closed his eyes.

He was first to wake and saw neither had moved during the night, he turns his head towards the window. Dawn was upon them once again, and he wondered if she was really ready to ride. He was sure the escort would be here today if the Queen did send it.

The sound coming from down below, told him the day already started for the Inn, and then felt Eleanor stir and a moment later, he felt her warm lips on his chin before they moved to his lips.

“Good morning, my Love.”

“Good morning to you my sweet love. You’ve slept well, you hardly moved the whole night. You feeling much better this morning?”
 
Eleanor yawned softly, “I’m feeling much better today, thank you,” she answered.

“The question is, when I stand up, will I feel as good then,” she added.

Eleanor gave him a reassuring smile. She slipped from his arms and rose from the bed. Her blonde hair hung low enough to brush over the curves of her hips. She raised her arms above her head, and rose up on her toes, stretching until the sleep had ebbed.

“What a beautiful day to ride,” she commented, glancing out the window. It was going to be another sunny, warm day and it would be great traveling weather.

When Eleanor turned back to Brandon, he was now sitting up in bed with the sheets draped over his lap. He wore an amused grin as he watched her. She padded quietly back to the bedside and slid her small, soft hands over his strong shoulders. When he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close, she bent down and kissed his lips lovingly.

She loved waking up to him.
 
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