It Became A Serious Thing Lionel I

The Heart of the Demonic Knight Commander...

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'Have you decided yet?’

He knew his Majesty, King Adrian (Zuben: I bestowed this name upon him. Saying just “His Majesty” or “The King” was grating on my nerves) was not talking about his next move on the chessboard, but on the matter of taking a wife. Lionel, the Commander of the Black Dragons, moved his Knight piece on the board.

‘Yes,’

‘You don’t want to marry the Earl of Karriss’ daughter; you say you will wait until you find another. If you can’t find someone else, just get married to the girl.’

‘I don’t want to marry someone I can’t spend time with or talk to.’

The woman they chose for him was so afraid of Lionel she never spoke to him. She sometimes fainted when he approached. No doubt they would both be unhappy if they married. But Adrian was impatient,

‘If you want a partner to talk to, get a mistress. Get married and make a child for now. I am also stuck with Eliza, she’s very bothersome.’ The King said as he poured himself another glass of brandy.

Adrian only wanted Lionel to get married because he wanted Lionel’s wife to be his first child’s wet nurse, and their children to be milk siblings. This was one of the wishes of the King when they were growing up together. (Zuben: This king is a weirdo.)

When they were children, they played without knowing the difference between girls and boys. But as they grew into adolescence, Adrian became a beautiful boy whom women flocked around. The King played around and learned to love for a short while but never truly loved. Despite the many women that assuaged his lust, he never gave his heart.(Zuben: Play on, playa)

The king shared his heart with his trustworthy friends, and Lionel was one of them. They gave him advice and listened to his troubles and helped the king. Women were prone to crying and being hysterical. His only need for women was to satisfy his lust, so there were no attachments.

For Adrian, women were flowers to love for while and then moved on. He treated his Queen, Eliza the same way. So he didn’t care that he was pushing a partner that would not work out onto Lionel. (Zuben: Because he doesn’t give a fuck, doesn’t mean Lionel should be unhappy)

But Lionel was different. He had a face that though was handsome, seemed to be set in an expressionless or angry mien.

Since childhood, women did not come close to him. And if they did, he was always asked why he was angry, and told that he had an unfriendly personality and wasn’t good at talking.

On the occasion a woman talked to him, it was because she was aiming for his Majesty. Adrian would comment that it was rare for a woman to talk to Lionel.

Somehow, he would like to meet someone and get engaged without Adrian knowing. However, there was no one. Amongst the knights there were few women.

 ‘You’re not supposed to give your heart to prostitutes you sleep with.’

‘I don’t have a heart.’ Lionel replied. It was a bitter memory.

The king liked going to find dalliances in a brothel called the Hall. Lionel usually escorted him. Every time they went, Adrian picked a different woman to spend the night with, but Lionel wanted to feel the skin of one person he knew and cared for, than many different women. A new woman each time was just awkward. He wanted to taste the woman he knew without have to ask for permission each time. One evening, Lionel did not accompany the King to the brothel, Adrian secretly chose a prostitute to sleep with Lionel. She agreed because he was something of a curiosity. After their time together, Mary told the King about her night with him,

“Lionel likes hugging and embraces. Maybe he should relax a bit. Even afterwards, when one is tired and asleep, he keeps touching silently. Maybe he needs to be taught a bit more. I would do it since you’re paying for it.’

He did not mean to hold her so tight. He just liked the feel of her soft skin against his own (Zuben: Poor Lionel, but she’s a prostitute your friend got for you), and he would like to embrace her again. But he didn’t know how to express himself.

Though Lionel was said to look angry and had evil eyes, his heart was easily hurt. He never went with the King to the brothel again

King Adrian declared a checkmate.

‘You should make a decision quickly. If you can’t, we will decide the schedule of the wedding.’

‘Fine,’

He could not object to the decree of the king.

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However, he did not want to give up. But there was little hope; all the single women looked at him in fear. He wanted someone who wasn’t afraid of him, he didn’t care how they looked, or how old they were as long as they could bear children.

Although, he made these concessions, no one talked to Lionel. He looked at his subordinates in his order but they were hard to talk to as well. He tried the brothel but the result was the same.

What Lionel wanted was someone anyone to tell him they liked him, preferably single and cute.(Zuben: You just said you didnt care about looks)

One day, Lionel headed for the knight training ground alone. It was a peaceful sunny afternoon, so he was strolling unhurriedly enjoying the day when he heard someone coming in quite a hurry. It was a woman he deduced from her stride and height. Moreover, she wasn’t a knight and not training.

Lionel dared to bump into her without hurting her.  He hoped for an encounter that would blossom into something. (Zuben: Desperado!)

Wonder of wonders, he bumped into a cute maid. After Lionel collided into her, he held her firmly so she would not fall. He watched her face most intently. Her honey gold hair was pulled into a bun, but had fly-aways because she had been rushing about, she had lovely green eyes that seemed kind but she was also teary. She had rosy cheeks that looked soft and he ached to touch. Their eyes met, and she gasped in fear, she quickly apologised to him.

Lionel was sad and discouraged. Was there no one who could talk without fear of him? (Zuben: A girl from another country perhaps?)

He forcibly raised her head, and tried to talk to her, but she bowed again apologising hoping he would leave quickly. So he let her go.

Two days later, there was a situation, and the maid was standing in his office wearing a cloak.

‘I have a request of Lionel-sama,’ she said. Perhaps she wanted to make a request of the Order. But he could not suppress his hopes for something special (Zuben: So thirsty). Perhaps she had been concerned about hitting him. But at the very least he hoped maybe they could be friends. Lionel asked her what her request was but the answer was beyond his expectations,

‘Please give me your compassion,’ she said as she took off the cloak she was wearing to reveal a sheer baby doll.

From that moment, Lionel lost his head.

‘Do you want to keep this on or take it off?’

He could barely think. She had a wonderful sensuous body, exactly the type Lionel liked; full breasts and big buttocks.

She tried to resist and tell him something, but he didn’t listen. He sealed her lips with kisses. It was a pleasant sensation. I wanted to have this woman soon, he thought.

When he stopped kissing her, she took Lionel’s hand and started talking again. But Lionel wasn’t listening, and the content of what she wanted to say didn’t come out much. But he started at her face thinking, she was so cute. He was very happy.

She got naked without hesitation because she didn’t want to soil the baby doll. He also took off his clothes. Like a scared virgin, she tried to get a little distance from Lionel but he pulled her to him. (Zuben: Starving wolf) She said something. Though he could hardly hear her, the word purity stuck to his head. He asked her whether she was a virgin. She said yes and she wanted to keep it till she got married. It was at that moment he decided he was going to marry her.

That night he did not need to penetrate her. Lionel enjoyed the feel of her skin repeatedly, and came himself. It was a wonderful night. She was responsive to him without holding anything back. He did not hate her touch either. She was very sensitive and caressed him while looking at him. He told her she was pretty, and attractive. She looked happy at his words.

He wanted her to be his as soon as possible. Lionel got impatient and he put his finger inside her but she hated it and declared she wanted to leave.

It was a painful mistake; he did not want to be hated. But Colette did not seem to hate Lionel, on the contrary even though there was only cold water to clean up with, they chatted normally.

It was rare for Lionel to converse with a woman normally. It was wonderful. She was so cute and shy; he wanted to touch her soon. He lent her his shirt and kept the baby-doll.

The next mission was arranging the next meeting.

He walked her back to her dormitory. They talked as they walked. Lionel was very happy. But when they neared her dormitory, silence fell. He racked brains about what to say to her but he could think of nothing at all.

She was about to leave him in a hurry he didn’t think before he grabbed her arm,

‘When can we meet next?’ he asked desperately. She looked amazed but refused.

He guessed she thought it was only one night then. But Lionel was not going to let her escape him. He was going to hold Colette in his arms again; he was going to marry her. He began to devise a plan.

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First of all, he called Camille, the deputy Commander and Ethan who had brought Colette to him room,

‘In the future, the lower maid Colette Folk will ask for my rooms; let her through freely. Ethan, I had a hard time yesterday,’

With that, the whole barracks would know that Colette was with Lionel. He did not take off the sheets that he and Colette laid on when they made love. He also threw the baby doll in the room randomly, so when the apprentice knights were cleaning they would find it. The rumour about Lionel and a woman would spread nicely, to the other orders and then to the castle. Even after two days, there was no such rumour, Lionel called Camille,

‘To avoid leaking any information, the confidentiality of the Black Dragons is admirable,’ he said wearily bemused.

‘I am sorry,’ she said. He smiled, just as not many people knew Camille was a good singer and well practiced belly dancer.

‘I’d like to send a letter to Colette, but a female knight would be better.’

It was an abuse of power, but Camille was smiling.

‘Well, I suggest Margo. I will send her to you.’

What kind of person was Margo? She was enthusiastic in her work and a good spy. Was she a gossipy type?

Margo was very cooperative, and was very happy to run letters between him and Colette. And she was happy to escort Colette to the barracks. Colette’s second visit, she was wearing her uniform. She was still really cute. She said something but Lionel had lost himself again and was already taking off her uniform. He didn’t want to get the uniform dirty,

‘If we value each other’s fiancé, these acts are a betrayal.’

She had a fiancé and she cared about him. But it was different for Lionel. He must find away to get his engagement cancelled. The strength of his need shook him. So he told her they had already betrayed their fiancées and she had nothing to reply to that.

He took off the rest of her clothes. She was so beautiful he thought. So cute and unblemished but her body stirred his lust into a frenzy.  He had to have her. It was hard not to penetrate her, but they gave each other lots of pleasure as they touched and kissed each other everywhere. He told her he liked her, and she replied she liked him too. Lionel’s heart soared.

She had told him she wasn’t good at handling cold water, so he got warmed bricks for water when she wanted to bathe. She was so happy, he was glad. She looked up at him and held his gaze, she did not hate him although she was shy.

Lionel got obsessed and he had her over many times.

He continued to carry out his plans to make her totally his.

He asked Camille, his deputy, to look into Colette’s fiancé.

He asked Margo what kind of present to give Colette. She suggested a jewel the colour of his eyes. He immediately called the jeweller to his office. The jeweller suggested a ring or a pendant. But Lionel eventually decided on a brooch. He had the jeweller create the finest one he could.

Meanwhile, the information on Colette, her family, her fiancé and his family came through from Camille. He found out that something that would certainly speed up the break up between Colette and her fiancé and get her to be with him quicker.

Lionel got excited. Was he behaving like a demon? He wondered. (Zuben: A hungry hungry demon)

‘How did you get this information?’ he asked Camille.

‘Hmm, a few of our agents and I went out for a break.’

It was a terrible abuse of power, but no one was complaining nor were there rumours. Even though, every one of his Knights knew about Lionel and Colette, no one talked about it to outsiders. The jeweller was the same as well. Lionel took out several gold coins and handed them to Camille,

‘Our confidentiality is wonderful,’ he said wearily again . (Zuben: Can't get a rumour going to save a life)

‘I am sorry, Commander,’ she replied bemused.

She took the gold to give to the agents that went with her. 

Index♞Lionel II