Merewen and Ambrose A Tale Part 8

Ambrose sighed and decided that he needed to talk to Merewen so he exited his room and knocked on her door.

"Come in." says Merewen as she leans back in her chair. Ambrose opened the door and entered her room and sighed as he looked at her.

"I think we need to talk.

"Yeah, that might be good.." says Merewen as she looks over at him.

Ambrose sighed "so what do you propose we do?"

"No clue..." says Merewen as she sighs. "Never been a situation like this..."

Ambrose sighed and shook his head "neither have I." he says as he looked around trying to find the best solution to this situation.

"The only problem is once my parents decide something.. urm they do everything to make it happen..." says Merewen unhappily.

Ambrose nodded "so it seems as though we have no choice but to do what they want us to?"

Merewen bites her lip. "I guess... that is the only thing..." she says softly.

Ambrose sighed and nodded "alright, so when do you want to do it?"

Merewen looks up at him startled. "I don't know.. you should decide that you're the one being forced into it..." says Merewen.

Ambrose looked at her and raised an eyebrow "you don't feel like your being forced?'

"I don't know.. I’m the one that's in love.." she says softly adding "and if I say I didn't mind the idea of mating you... I doubt you would even believe me." under her breathe.

Ambrose looked at her and seen the look on her face and sighed "Merewen I will only do this if you want me to, and I have to warn you that once we do it that by the law of the wolf you and I are to be together until one of us dies and cannot be with another.. In that way."

"Forever? Do you even like me?" asks Merewen.

Ambrose looked at her and stayed silent for a moment and sighed "I have found myself starting to have feelings for you, and although I try to ignore them they cannot be ignored.'

Merewen looks at him, he had feelings for her. "I understand the rule, mate forever like my parents." says Merewen softly as she stands and walks over to him.

Ambrose looked at her "your parents aren't wolves though."

"No, but my mother is ice demon.. ice demons are so rare that they mate for life.. so that as many children as possible can be born.. It's a weird rule, but that's how it is. And being the child of a ice demon I must abide by that rule..."

Ambrose nodded "I see."

Merewen looks at the floor. "this is really really awkward..." she says softly.

Ambrose nodded "tell me about it."

Merewen smiles. "So..... urm do wolves mark their mates?"

Ambrose smiled "yeah, we do."

"Oh." says Merewen as she sits on her bed.

Ambrose nodded "yeah, do your kind mark their mates?"

"Urm... not really sure." says Merewen as she smiles.

Ambrose nodded "well let's just hope that it doesn’t ruin that pretty neck of yours."

Merewen laughs. "Oh, so you like my pretty little neck." she says as she smirks.

Ambrose scratched his head "well... yeah."

Merewen stands and walks over to him. "Hmm, so my dear little wolf... You wanna know something?" she asks as she sniffs the air around him, filled with his intoxicating scent.

Ambrose smiled "what's that?" he asked as her sweet scent filled his nostrils as well and made him feel like he hadn't felt in a very long time.

"Your scent.. it's like a drug.. It feels my scenes." she murmurs as she breathes his scent in deep.

Ambrose smiled "your scent is intoxicating as well." he says as he looked her up and down taking in her beauty "it makes me feel a feeling I haven't felt in a very long time, a feeling I swore I would never allow myself to feel again."

"What is that?" she asks as she lazily wraps her arms around him from behind, so they crossed his chest and bound his arms to his side.

Ambrose smiled "love." he says as he looked back at her and his tail gave a little wag of happiness.

Merewen giggles, as she feels his tail wag. "Love.. I guess is the feeling I feel. My heart flutters and I just want to kiss you." she says as she blushes, not really sure what love was suppose to be. Ambrose smiled as he gently broke the hold that she had on him and took her hands in his and leaned in and granted her wish and he kissed her gently. Merewen kisses him back softly. Her lips afire, she wanted to stay like this, to be together. Touching his silky soft skin, as her hands roamed his body.

Ambrose broke the kiss and looked into her eyes "are you sure you want to do this?" Merewen bites her lip and breaks eye contact with him. Taking a breath in she looks back into his eyes.

"Yes, as sure as I ever can be." Ambrose nodded and then he gently lead her over to the bed where he lay her down gently and started kissing her again. Merewen sighs and tells her mind to shut it about being in control. Her eyes flash brightly as she wraps her arms around him pulling him closer. She wanted to feel the heat of his body radiate from him. Ambrose was a bit surprised as she pulled him closer but he soon recovered from his shock and continued kissing her. Merewen moves slightly pushes Ambrose on his side so they where both lying on there sides. Ambrose sighed as he pulled away from her and looked at her and then he leaned in and started kissing on her neck gently before biting her to mark her as his. Merewen gasps as he bites her neck, it was minor compared to some of her wounds, but it was still a little painful.

"I'm your's." she whispers unsure how her voice sounded or if she had even made a noise.

Ambrose smiled as he kissed where he had just bitten and nodded "your mine." he says and then he moved his lips back to hers. Merewen kisses him, she could taste her blood on his lips and in his breathe. Sighing, she moves her head down and nuzzles his neck kissing the skin, then his shoulder, where his shirt has slipped down some.

Ambrose smiled and took off his shirt and then went back to kissing her and as he did so he got a little more hot and heavy with it and before he knew it he had done the one thing that could break the curse that plagued him and he was laying beside the most beautiful woman he had seen in a long time and out of all of that he found himself falling in love with her and never wanting to leave her side. He promised himself that he would take care of her and not let anything happen to her and he refused to let what happened to his past love happen to her. Merewen smiled and nuzzled into him after the deed was done. She wanted to lay in his arms forever, she felt safe and comfortable. Ambrose sighed as he held her there and he felt sleep tugging at his eyes as he was still pretty weak from the sickness that used to plague his body and the strenuous deed that had just been carried out exhausted him.

Merewen murmured softly as she feel asleep curled up tightly against him, her arms grasping him tight, as if she thought he would up and leave her. Ambrose soon fell asleep himself and slept until about mid morning the next day. Merewen awakens slightly before him and untangles herself from his arms. Stretching like a cat she walks out of the room and to the bathroom where she feels the tub with warm water, sighing she steps into the warm water letting it wash over her. Ambrose sighs as he feels her leave him and he opened his eyes and smiled as he watched her head for the bathroom and he got up and stretched himself. Merewen mumbles as the water relaxes her and cleanses away the dirt and such. Dunking her head under the water she washes it quickly and climbs from the tub wrapping a robe around her body. Shaking her head she heads back to the room . Ambrose had laid back down and was now facing the other way but he wasn't asleep just awaiting his turn in the bathroom. Merewen walks into the room, seeing a seemingly asleep Ambrose she grabs a simple black dress and throws it on as well as other essential articles of clothing, the whole thing taking less than a minute. Cracking her neck she sits in her chair and waits for Ambrose to wake Ambrose heard her stirring and opened his eyes and smiled as he looked at her.

"good morning."

"Good morning." she says as she smiles her hair falling around her face. "Did you sleep well?"

Ambrose sat up and nodded as he stretched once again his muscles rippling as he done so "yes very well, and you?"

"Good, it was comfortable, your chest I mean." says Merewen as she smiles.

Ambrose smiled and shook his head "are you done with the bathroom?"

"Yes, it's all yours." says Merewen as she smiles.

"I'll go get us some food." she says as she stands, her hand trailing up to the bite mark on her neck. Ambrose smiled and nodded but caught her before she left and kissed her and then headed for his room to get some clothes and then went and took his bath. Merewen smiles as he kisses her. A smile still on her face she walks out of the her rooms and towards the kitchen. The servants smile as they see her and the mark on her neck. Grinning like a bandit she grabs a tray of different meats and cheeses and a bottle of her father's finest wine and two glasses.

A heavy breakfast, but it wasn't exactly morning time either. Ambrose sighed as he got out of the tub and dried and dressed and then he brushed out his hair a little and pulled it back with a leather strand that he had and waited for Merewen to return. Merewen returns to the room thankfully avoiding her parents. Entering her rooms she smiles at Ambrose.

"I don't know what you like, so urm there's a little of everything.. and if you don't like any of it.. then I'm sorry." she says as she sits the tray on the table that sat in the middle of the main room .

Ambrose smiled as he looked at all of the food and walked closer to it "it all looks good, thank you."

"don't thank me." she says as she sits in one of the two chairs at the table. Reaching out she grabs a piece of roasted beef and pops it in her mouth. Ambrose sat in the other chair and grabbed a piece of chicken and ate it and to his relief when it hit his stomach he didn't feel nauseous or sick . Merewen reaches for the wine bottle, popping the cork off she feels the two cups and hands one to Ambrose.

Ambrose smiled "thank you." "Welcome." says Merewen as she shoves a bit of cheddar cheese into her mouth, her stomach growling for more. Ambrose smiled as he took another piece of meat and ate it and washed it down with some of the wine. Merewen lifts her cup and downs it. She knew she ate like a man, but if Ambrose was going to be around, he was going to be getting used to it. Ambrose sighed as he ate and drank his food quietly.

Merewen stands slowly. "Well umm when you get done we have to go see my parents." she says as she walks into the bathroom to brush her hair, and place in a messy ponytail.

Ambrose sighed "well that should be interesting, since we have carried out their wishes I'm sure they will be jumping for joy." he says "but you know that once your parents find out I have to go back to my kingdom and tell my father as well."

"I see." she replies as she leaves the bathroom. "We'll I be going with you?"

Ambrose shrugged "if you wish, if not then I will bring father here."

"It doesn't matter." says Merewen as she thinks. "Though my parents might like to meet yours."

Ambrose nodded "I think that either way they will have to meet, otherwise there may be a family quarrel that will erupt."

"I don't think I want that.. the less family junk I have to deal with the better." says Merewen. "Well shall we go meet my parents?" Ambrose popped in another piece of meat and finished off his wine and nodded. "Ok." says Merewen as she walks to the door and waits for him to catch up. Ambrose soon caught up to her and followed her to where her parents would be. Merewen walks through the halls silent. Wondering what in the world her parent where going to do. She enters the throne room and smiles up at her parents.

Her father Yavatil and her mother Seremela look down at her and smile. "My child, your scent has changed." says her mother. Ambrose was standing behind her offering her as much support as he could and he waited for her parents to notice the mark on her neck.

Merewen smiles.

"Yeah, I guess it would." she says as she awaits for the words that her father was bout to say.

"You've been mated." he says as she smiles widely, his face lighting up. "Young man, did she force you into it?" he asks Ambrose, Merewen just shakes her head and rolls her eyes.

Ambrose looked at her father quite surprised by the question "no your highness, I did it at my own accord."

"That's good." says Yavatil as he sits.

"My baby, all grown up..." says Seremela as she makes her way down the stairs to Ambrose and Merewen.

"Mother.." growls Merewen, why where mothers so annoying. Ambrose watched her mother wondering what she was going to do. Seremela embraces Ambrose tightly.

"Welcome to the family." she says her voice quiet. Merewen sighs and watches her mother.

Ambrose smiled "thank you your highness."

"You're welcome my boy." says Seremela as she releases him. "Daughter, do you plan to stay her or with him?" she asks.

Merewen stares at her. "Urm no clue. But, do you want his parents to come here?" asks Merewen trying to change the subject. Ambrose looked at them wondering that himself.

"They shall come here, it will be a festival." says Yavatil, he loved parties, and killing, but parties more.

"When can you notify your folks Ambrose?" asks Seremela.

Ambrose sighed "I will have to ride to the kingdom, but I can leave when ever you wish me to.

"Will you take Merewen with you?" Merewen looks over at him to see his reaction and to hear his answer.

Ambrose looked at her and smiled "if she wishes to come, I won't force her."

"Good answer." says Seremela as she sits back on her throne.

"Well, lover boy lets go." says Merewen as she grabs his arm and roughly drags him from the room.

Ambrose laughed and nodded "yes ma'am."

Merewen growls. "That is the longest I've ever been nice for..." says Merewen as she shakes her head.

Ambrose looked at her "I'm sorry.'

"It's fine. Just don't expect me to be miss please and thank you anymore." says Merewen as she grabs his arm again and leads him to her room.

Ambrose smiled and nodded "alright."

"So when do we leave?" asks Merewen as they enter her rooms.

Ambrose looked at her "when ever you wish to."

"Today?" she says as she looks around the room, she wanted to be on the road, and she wanted the blood.

Ambrose nodded 'alright." he says although he was beginning to wonder about his decision a she seemed like a different person at the moment, not the one that he had bedded the night before.

"Good, do you need any extra clothes?" she asks as she walks to a closet and opens it revealing several whips. Grasping a dark green she snaps it in the air a few times.

Ambrose shook his head "no I should be fine." he says as he went into this room and grabbed his bag and sighed wondering what exactly he had gotten himself into with this woman. Merewen sighs places the whip on her side and throws a few bits of clothing in a small bag as well as supplies that she kept in her room.

"Ready?" she calls as she places the bag on her back.

Ambrose nodded as he came back into her room "yeah." Merewen smiles as she sees him, the damn creature that was causing her confusing.

"Do you wanna ride or run?" she asks as her eyes scan his body.

Ambrose smiled "I think we should run, you look like you have some excess energy to burn off before I show you to my father, he is already going to take my head off because your not a wolf but he can kiss my ass for all I care." Merewen smirks as she listens to Ambrose.

"That'll be fun to see." she says. Smiling at him she stretches her arms above her head.

"Well let's get outside and run." she says, she really could use a long swift run. Ambrose nodded and sighed as he started out the door. Merewen smiles and leads the way to the open courtyard.

"You lead." she says as she looks out over the forest. Ambrose nodded and he crouched down on all fours and took off.