Thank you for visiting my blog for the A-Z Blogging Challenge. This month, I will be posting the A-Z of The Starlight Prince, my spicy, fantasy-romance novel, which was released on 25 March. Posts will include excerpts, story inspirations, lore and other ‘behind-the-scenes’ tidbits.
You can see a complete schedule of my planned posts here for easy access.
Every day, I will pick a commenter at random to receive a FREE ebook copy of The Starlight Prince, and its prequel novella, The Adventures of Josain Jovenne.
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And now, onto today’s post…B is for Beauty and Union, which is an excerpt from chapter six of the novel.
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My confidence renewed, I removed my clothing as Kalas watched hungrily. My body filled with heat and desire as I pulled back the quilt and crawled into position, my head nestled on the pillows.
“If I wasn’t so insistent on you resting, I’d show you just how tempting I think you are,” Kalas said, coming to lie next to me in bed, his erection brushing against my thigh.
I was more than a little disappointed when he brought the quilt up to my chin, making sure I was adequately covered. But then he leaned forward and pressed his lips to the crown of my head in a surprisingly tender kiss.
“Rest well, my little witch,” he said softly, stroking his hands through my hair.
He started to sing in that same strange language I’d heard him sing in earlier. The sound filled me with wonder, its melodic cadence enchanting me and evoking a sense of awe and connection to the celestial realm.
I smiled and lifted my hand to caress his cheek.
“Is that the language of the Kralians?”
Kalas's eyes shimmered for a moment, as though remembering a faraway place, and then he smiled too. “Yes. This is the language of my people. This is an old song my father sings to my mother. It’s about beauty and union.”
Learning not only the meaning of the song but that Kalas's father sang it to his mother caused my heart to swell.
“Invarali taleni,” Kalas murmured.
Kalas continued to sing to me in the language of the Kralians, soft and haunting notes, melodies that rippled like the surface of a cosmic pond, creating fractals of energy.
“Stellavarien ethrionth, lunaviel solemna,” he hummed. “Stars weave, moon's embrace.”
I closed my eyes and drifted blissfully, my mind filled with images of endless star-filled skies, clouds rolling in a gentle breeze, and the lustrous shimmer of light as it moved through the full spectrum of colours.
I idly wondered if it was just my imagination conjuring up these images or something more. Then, I knew Kalas was projecting these images into my mind when I saw a couple—male and female—holding an infant. The male looked so much like Kalas.
They cooed at the child in their arms, singing the same soft, enchanting melody.
“My mother and father,” he told me.
“Thank you for sharing this with me,” I replied sleepily, and then I was gone.
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Thank you for reading, and I hope to see you again for tomorrow’s post.
Until then,
Take Care Stay Creative!
T.T.F.N.
