(Sorry that I couldn't post a chapter yesterday. Was on a birthday party and only came back today in the morning hours. I hope you enjoy this chapter, romance won't go as fast as some people want to, I don't even now if there will be a sex chapter before Hirahn leaves. I just think it is urealistic for Hirahn himself, since he is still heartbroken, and the two females to fall in love in just two weeks. Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter, next one will be a fight again and a bit of exploring. Have fun and thanks for all the comments and massive views I am getting lately. I do wonder where you guys are all coming from so suddenly? XD :D ) P.S.: I can't help myself with the long and complex words, please fogive me but...but just for this one chapter... pretty please~? I promise the next chapter won't have those up-my-ass words and I will try to put more into needed details isntead.

I dreamed about a man. He had golden hair and passionate eyes that burned with the same fire they reflected. His attitude, his very strides, were deeply soaked in majesty, as though it was rooted in his marrow. Robed in expensive clothing and an air of divinity he reached out to me with his hand and I took it. In the dream we treaded through the city, colourless and voiceless the people passed by us; all I could feel and see were the man's inflame eyes.

I had a wonderful night with the man. We laughed, we talked and bribbed. Inane we let the red wine moisten our throats, in streams the livid(dark purple in this context) liquid was exhausted. Unbridled I took one glass after the other, let all the sorrow I felt in my childhood flush out of my heart. Faces of people laughing about me, calling me the 'giantess', passed my mind's eye and it made me irate. I shifted my sadness onto the man, let the alcohol speak what my mind was to timid to say.

It might have been a dream, but in this dream I truly felt free. And I would never forget his face, intwined we laid in bed and enjoyed our bodies. He slipped down, worked his way from my naval to my vagina, his tongue painting a steady line downward to my pubis. A mixture of pleasure and nervousness swamped my nerves as this unknown man made me his woman. The time we spent in the dream, I won't forget. Hirahn was his name, a wonderful name.

But the dream didn't end there.

"W... u...", I heard faint whispers. Heavy eyelids turned my world black and my mind raced to understand what was being said.

"W...e ...p", I knew this voice. It was still so vivid lingering in my ears, a soft vivace tone with underlying might. It could only stem from the man in my dreams.

"Hey! Wa...e up!", the voice was getting angry?

My fatigued body tried its best to ascertain the sound, its origin, but my eyes simply won't open! The voice threatened me but it was impossible to understand what exactly it said, I just felt my heart pumping as anxiousness overtook me. A second later a cold wave washed over my body and startled me fully awake.

"KYAHHHH!", freezing cold water splashed all over my body and sent me into a panic; I broke out into goosebumps from the sudden chill.

Sunlight blinded my eyes and turned the world of darkness into a world of bedazzlement. My head was spinning from my sudden jolt, a mushy feeling surged from my stomach. Knowing what it was I could only hope for the best as I tried to keep whatever was going to leave my body inside, with my hands only.

"UGH... BLERGH!", my throat retched the nutrition from my stomach into the open. The regurgitated substance made my eyes watery, the stinging, sour scent let another wave of vomit loose.

Dizziness overtook my body and for a second I was about to black-out. Luckily two strong hands supported my back while a wave of heat dried my body. I felt one of the hands caressing my head like one does to a crying child, afterwards my lips were cleaned with what felt to be a soft tissue.

Ever so slowly my eyes accustomed themselves to the blindingly well-lit room. Suddenly the the dream seemed to repeat itself as the first thing I saw through my teary eyes was not the unknown bed equipped with heavenly soft cushions I laid in, but two glowing eyes that held an arctic frigidness and a dragon's breath within. Those two conflicting forms compunded with each other to create a mythical gaze that held wisdom in nimiety(excess) and a cornucopia(also means excess) of unutterable might that filled itself by the mere act of existing. 'It's.... him...'

Right, those two golden-red eyes, so profound and inscrutable, belonged to no one less than Hirahn. A man that could only hail from dreams themselves.

A soft smile was on his lips as he cleansed my mouth from the last drips of slobber and acidic liquid with an ornamented rectangle of the finest fabric.

I felt my face flush red from embarrassment to see my dream prince once again and how charmingly he cared about my well-being. For a moment I enjoyed his hand stroking over my skin, until the moment I noticed what just happened. My sight wandered onto the frightfully expensive clothing of Hirahn and the few splashs of vomit that so beautifully splattered all over him.

'Oh my God, he hates me.', for a moment I could imagine myself being beaten or even killed by this mysterious man, it made me want to wish this was all just a continuation of my dream. But the gentle hand that continued wiping off any impurities on my face told me that this man would not be so puny.

A relieved sigh left through my parted lips which prompted a chuckle from Hirahn. "You are really a beautifull woman. Even after all that I have seen I am still infatuated with you.", he jested but continued caressing my worn body nonetheless. I could only answer with an ashamed smile.

Minutes passed by, Hirahn sat onto the bed with me and continued his slow strokes over my naked skin. "Oh right.", Hirahn began speaking. "You might want to dress yourself.", he said with a devious smirk and his eyes began to lower their gaze.

I was stumped how I had not noticed that I was naked the entire time, except for the panties. Alas those were also drenched by a rather sticky fluid which made standing up and leaving impossible. I might have vomited onto the man of my dreams but only over my cold, dead body will he see this stain between my legs.

"If you need fresh underwear you have to ask the princess.", I was somewhat dumbstruck but even more so abashed. His eyes kept looking over my body but somehow he had caught me red-handed. "Wh-what are you talking about?", I asked with a rapidly beating hard and a meak voice, the heat that surged into my ears and painted them like cheeries was not helping to convince him in the least. "I guessed as much from your cute moans while you were sleeping.", he winked and stood up.

I could only squirm under the blanket which spread the fluid only further between my legs, I wanted to die on the spot.

"Come on, you can keep the blanket on and I will guide you to the bath.", my mind told me to bury myself from shame but my heart told me otherwise. This man had a genuine soul, he would not hate me for whatever I am, maybe just snicker about it in good humour.

With unsteady legs I followed the back of my dream prince out into the hallway. The long blanket was tightly pressed against my bossom.

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I stepped into the long and tooled passage, tall windows let patches of light flow into the hall and gave a fleeting view of a befogged city. "Hirahn you know, stripping a woman without her consent is a crime.", I chuckled and moved closer to the windowsill. My breath stopped, my words died in my throat, the long carpet tickled under my feet, the happy grin left my face. "Hoho, but I did that so that you won't get a cold or a fever my dear.", I heard him jest but my mind was preoccupied by another question. 'Where am I?'. The view was breathtaking; the red roofs were decorated by beads of condensed water, orange rays of light gave the city the illusion as if perpetual fire was shrouding its entirety. My weak arms gripped onto Hirahn's sleeves for support; was this still my dream? He stopped in his tracks. "What's wrong?"

"Hirahn, w-where are we?", I was exhausted from the question alone, my heart and mind couldn't keep up with what was happening around me.

"In the king's castle, what else?", I heard my mind shattering to pieces and thoughts began to tumble over each other.

"Hahaha... I think I misunderstood.", my tearing eyes looked pleadingly at Hirahn. 'Please tell me you are lying.'

"Oh! We are in the king's castle, dear Myrel. Did the alcohol get to your head?', his hands cupped my cheeks.

"W-w-why-... No... How? Who are you even?", my reasoning crumbled away adn I slapped Hirahn's hands from my face. Trembling I sat down at the window. 'What have I done? I will be executed!', my heat palpitated and anger surged from my core. 'Because of him! I don't want to die! I have to flee!', I couldn't even compose one decent thought, I did not even care how I got in here in the first place.

"Relax Myrel.", he tried to calm me down but my fury and fear of losing my life were not satisfied by simple words. "As if I could calm down! We will be executed if they find us! We have to leave, now!", I shouted at the man that supported me and cared about me. I stooped onto the lowest level.

"Oh Hirahn! Good morning!", another voice cut in, hindering me at slighting Hirahn. A man with long platinum hair and geared in golden armor rolled into one of the bright blotches of light from behind a support pillar. His sleepy face and carefree eyes gave Hirahn a content look. "Good morning Alexander!", Hirahn gave a simple reply.

From there on the two began talking as if they were old friends. "Hehehehe. You already have the permission for my daughter and yet you take another beauty. Hahahaha.", the man laughed hearty.

"Ehy! I told you already, I am not interested in your daughter. Oh right. Alexander this is a friend of mine, Myrel. I gave her your bed, that's alright I hope?", Hirahn introduced me but I only jerked as he mentioned my name.

I felt that I knew this man from somewhere.

"Hohoho! It's an honor to meet a friend of Hirahn. I am Alexander. Alexander Aries...", he looked at Hirahn and he answered with an approving nod. "Vilis the First. The king of Silays."

'WHAT?! This has to be a dream, this is a dream!', I felt my body crumple into a fetal position and I started crying. I heard a sigh and was then lifted up. "Hirahn?!", I wanted to struggle but I remembered that I was still naked under the blanket. "You dirty girl should first take a bath.", he tittered and went past the king that was still lying on the ground. My eyes were glued on the man, the king, and how he didn't care a single bit about the disrespect we have shown him. 'Hirahn... Who are you?', I was left alone with my thoughts as I still felt awkward that I have shouted at Hirahn and decided to keep silent for a while.

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"Ok, here we are!", Hirahn startled me awake. The nap in his arms helped me calm down to a large degree. I eyed the big double door as he placed me on the ground. "You go in there. If you see the princess just tell her that you are my friend. She should then keep her mouth shut.", he told me and ushered me in with a slap on my bottom. "Auuu...", with a pout I entered through the double doors, the blanket sliding from my skin. "I still can't believe this.", I mumbled to myself.

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"Haaaa.... What should I do now?!", Hirahn wondered and stepped away from the bath. "Killing something sounds fun. Right, training with the king! Hm hm hm...", humming a quiet melody Hirahn teleported back to the king.

Alexader was still lying on the carpet, dozing off in the warm sunlight. A kick to the stomach sent him flying and churned his insides awake.

"Oy! Boy, we are going on an adventure!", Hirahn shouted, gripped Alexander at his shoulders and threw him into the unstable space. Alexander spun in the air and spit mouthfuls of blood all around, his eyes rolling back into their sockets.

"Bwhahahah!", Hirahn chortled like a bloody idiot and followed the trashing puppet that was Alexander.

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Multiple slaps woke him up, his hand holding his reddening cheek and his cracked lips. "W-w-what?! Where am I?", Alexander shock his head and let his eyes scan the vicinity.

"M-master?", Alexander asked as he saw Hirahn standing on the head of a massive dragon.

With a loud and obnoxious laugh Hirahn commanded the dragon forward. "You will fight this thing now! Hahahahah!", Hirahn grinned, placed a hand on the scalp of the dragon. The dragon's eyes turned black, its scales into a dark red that was dripping with delusory real blood, and its muscles bulged outwards. "Forwaaaaard!", Hirahn ordered and the berserk dragon roared into the skies.

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!", the ground trembled from this life extinguishing thunder and plant life withered away. Alexander still not fully understanding the situation barely dodged a sanguine claw that shredded through the air and cleaved the ground hundreds of meters behind him. Gulping loudly Alexander got into a fighting position. "What is happening?", he asked himself and prepared to face the behemoth of a dragon.

The monster cocked its head backwards, openned its caustic maw and a wave of heat surged from within. "Alexander, prepare yourself!", Hirahn shouted between the rustling of purgatorial flames. All sound in the surroundings were silenced; the dragon closed its mouth, a little spark flashed betwen its fangs and then its power exploded forth with a spirit rending boom.

"What is this?!", Alexander screamed as the purple flames swallowed him and a whole mountain behind him into its fiery innards.

"I think I powered that thing up to much.", Hirahn said and stroke the sharp scales on the dragon's head. "Good boy~.", he gave the beast an affecionate kiss and it purred lovingly.

"Come on, let's say hi to the king.", Hirahn urged the dragon forward and on all fours it crawled to the scene of destruction, to cause even more destruction.