Kai's view continued

I swam down, and I felt the shift between the two worlds occur. The moonlight changing from blue to mauve. As I swam, I noticed that there was what look liked a Stonehenge at the bottom of the fae lake. I had bucked Sue off in the water while I looked. She swam up through the lilac shaded moonlight and had reached the surface and was in the process of swimming to shore.

As I was now certain this was the fae, I did not want her to be by herself for too long in this strange land. Not that I knew it any better, but I felt being fae myself I had better chance then her only part fae, mainly human, her great-great-grandfather was Coran. I am pretty sure she did not realize that she was fae as Coran was passed off as human when he came to her world, and he died shortly after arriving.

The only sign that she was part fae was her red eyes. Most people assumed her red eyes were because she was an albino, but if you watched her, you would see that she clearly was not an albino, rather, something else.

As I said, I did not want to leave her alone so I swam up quickly, transforming when I was near her to my human form. I wanted to know if I could, I hoped that I was attractive to her in my human form as my horse form. I remembered to transform with clothes on as it was my first time. I did not want to be without clothes at later times. It was not as easy swimming in my human form, I was worried that I would have difficulty walking as it was my first time on 2 legs not four.

It turns out I needed not to worry, as each forms knowledge was innate.

Sue-Anne's view

While we were swimming Kai bucked me off in the direction of the surface before diving deeper. I knew then that there was something he saw and he wanted to investigate it. He knew I was not very good at holding my breath so it would have been out of concern for me he did so.

I swum up and was desperate for air the last few kicks indicating how desperate I was. I broke free of the water and inhaled the fresh air gratefully. It was then I was aware of the fact we were no longer in Ireland. I treaded water looking around before swimming to shore. I had chosen to swim where I had spotted horses, thinking that Kell could talk to the horses to find out the lay of the land, but even so I had never seen such handsome horses before, nothing on earth was comparable.

I had exited the water, when what look like a red horse galloped over and stuck her head in my hands to be petted. I laughed delightedly, before screaming in shock as I was grabbed roughly and pulled away from the red horse by men I had not even seen approach me.

"What do you think you are doing missy!" the angry looking man shouted at me, as he grabbed me, "You do not touch that horse!"

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" an angry male voice shouted behind me in a voice that demanded respect, "Leave MY WIFE alone!"

"My wife?" I queried the rather intense looking man behind me, my heart skipped several beats as my breath caught a schwing like feeling swept over me when our eyes met, "I am not married to y..."

"Shhh," he said as he put my finger to my lips, as the other two men remained holding my arms tightly, "I will explain later." His actions silenced me as I could have fallen into a puddle of goo with the feelings I was feeling – such overwhelming confusing desire. "Now, who's land are we in?" he looked at the two men fiercely, so fiercely that they could not help but answer.

"You are in the Drow outlands; these are the royal Drow horses. No-one is supposed to be here except us and the royals whenever they are here," the pair explained. "Now who are you?"

"I am Prince err no, that title won't be understood here. I am Marquis Kell Torbrok and this is my wife Sue-Anne Torbrok."

"Kell?" I interrupted, incredulous that this was my horse husband, "Wait, You're Kell?"

He nodded at me smiling a small shy smile with a silly wave, before continuing, "Who is the ruler here?"

"At the moment... No! We do not have to tell you anything. You will come with us and present your case to Prince Garvan. You do not look anything like any known Torbrok and we know all the royal family and their descendants here."

Kell nodded and took my hand, "Fine then, you have my word we will follow. Let her go, you are hurting her and I do not take kindly to people hurting her."

"As you say, my Lord," before continuing on, "One of us will lead you and the other will follow as we have no reason to believe you. But you do have the bearing of royalty, unfortunately, she does not."

"That maybe so," Kell agreed, "But here her blood is Royal...Far more royal than mine."

"Oh, is that so?" sneered the one in the lead, "and please pray tell how Royal is she?"

"She is the great, great grandchild of Susan and Coran Torbrok," Kell explained as he looked at me and squeezed my hand comfortingly.

"The rebellious Priestess of Aine?" the man marveled, "Well what do you know Baragh... looks like we have a greater threat here than imagined."

"Threat? What do you mean threat?" Kell asked, genuinely puzzled.

"It is not for us to say, but you will meet Garvan and he will decide your fate. In the meantime, you will spend the night in our camp before we take you to the Royal lodge. It is too late tonight to be taking you anywhere near Garvan."

I questioned them, "What do you mean by that comment?"

"Garvan tends to flirt with any skirt that is near him and most are tempted by him. He basically flirts, fucks and leaves any girl near him after he has been drinking. And you can be sure he has been drinking," the man called Baragh explained, a mild disgust in his voice, "and miss you are too young and pretty looking to be subjected to that. Not to mention, your husband here would most likely end up in a fight with him defending you. If indeed this is your husband."

"She is my wife, by both fae and human law," the person who called himself Kell said firmly, "the only reason we do not have that final link is because we were in the human lands till now and I was stuck as a horse."

"I see." The person nodded and showed us a tent. "You can sleep here, it is where most visiting dignitary's sleep. I would not advise you leaving until we come to get you tomorrow morning. There is always someone willing to have a fight with strangers and you would be seen as highly suspicious coming from this tent when no-one knows you are here except for us."

I nodded heeding his warning and quickly entered the tent, Kell following me with his hand on the middle of my back.

When we entered the tent we waited for sounds of the men leaving before collapsing on the pile of cushions meant for the talking area of the tent.

"Are you really Kell?" I ask him.

"Yes," he nodded holding my hand, "and you are my wife twice over now."

"What do you mean?" I felt heat run up my face, I must have been blushing.

"So adorable," he murmured before answering my question, "Fae only require sleeping together in a enclosed private area to be seen as married. I have been attuned to you for a very, very long time."

"How long?" I asked, a troubled thought plaguing me, as I remembered sleeping with him when I was 3 years old.

"You had just turned 13," Kell replied, "That first night you snuck out to sleep in the stables with me." He upon seeing my obvious relief suddenly thought about the night when I was 3, "Don't tell me you thought it was from when you were 3?"

I nodded smiling sheepishly. I knew now for certain that it was Kell who was beside me.

"Don't be ridiculous!" he exclaimed, "I was way to worried you would die on me, you were so little and cold and we had next to no protection from the storm. It would have been different if the barn had a door but it did not. I was worried all night that you would die from hyperthermia. I was so relieved when your father came and got you... I knew you would be safe and warm then. I was a zombie that day, my father was scolding me and praising me at the same time. It was a bit confusing, but I slept well that night."

"So, we truly are married?" I breathed in wonder.

"Yes," he nodded, "It is not ideal for me as I have been wanting to sleep next to you in my human form for what seems like forever, but would you rather me be as you know me to be to start the night with?"

I nodded, as I was yet to be comfortable with him in this form and I was not sure I was ready for sex with a man I effectively just met, even though we had been together since I was 5. A horse and a man although the same person, were totally different. This man... I could drown in the intensity of passion shown in his eyes for me.

"In case you wake up during the night, I will be beside you naked. There is no way I am sleeping in garments I am not familiar with. Wearing clothes is such a strange idea, but clearly necessary," he said noting my flush.

"You will be naked?" I stuttered shyly.

"Yup," he smirked knowingly, "feel free to do whatever you want with me."

"I couldn't...," I was incredibly embarrassed by this conversation.

"It is ok," he grabbed both my hands and put his forehead on mine as he looked deeply into my eyes. For some reason I did not feel as if this movement was invasive, but it was, maybe because it was Kell that it was not, "I will go as slow or as fast as you want. You are my precious wife. My treasure." And he kissed my nose.

Somehow, I felt disappointed as he pulled back and let my hands go, next thing I knew Kell had changed back into a horse, leaving me blinking stupidly at him.

I think he knew I was stunned as he put his horsey head next to mine and nibbled my shoulder as he would when we were at home. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he lifted me to my feet allowing me to find my balance before turning to the room designated bedroom in this tent.

I was impressed, someone had clearly thought about human and horse comfort. There was a sand bed for the horse and beside it a low platformed cushioned mattress. The sand bed was warm or cooled according to the outside temperature from what I could tell. Kell immediately plonked himself down in the sand as close to the human bed as he could.

I smiled at his antics as I knew his look, it basically said, "Well, are you going to join me or what?"

So, I joined him, but I was on the human bed. At first, I was turned away from him, my back against his, but his gentle breathing and usual demeanor won me over. I could not keep treating my horse that way. I had to wrap myself around him as I usually did when I slept. It was not long after this that I fell into a deep sleep.

I must have rolled away from him at some point as I woke in the very early hours of the day with a very naked man holding me. I was tucked under his arm resting my head on his chest, my body aligning with his perfectly. I felt the love emanating from him for me, but it was the same sexy man that had taken my breath away at the pond.

Once I was aware of him, I could not help myself, I reached up to trace his face, feeling it in wonder, familiarizing myself with his face. Before long, my curiosity got the better of me and my hand wandered further down. I trailed my hand down his arm, tracing the tattoo that was emblazoned there. I wondered at it as I did not remember a tattoo ever being on his horse form.

My hand stopped for a bit as I felt him tighten his hold on me and a small moan slipped out his mouth. I glanced up in worry that I had disturbed him with my touch, but no, he appeared to be fast asleep, his breathing still deep and regular. My own breathing slipped into sync with his as I observed him.

I moved my head slightly so I could continue to examine him, after all he was my husband now, I wanted to know him without being embarrassed by his sexy eyes looking at me. I involuntarily turned my head into his shoulder feeling embarrassed by the thought and for some unknown reason I kissed his skin there. Once I started, I sort of became obsessed for a little while, just kissing his skin and marveling at its softness and strength. It did not occur to me that this action would have woken him, but apparently it had.

I did not notice the change in his breathing as mine was so synchronized to his, I did not notice him hitching his breath as I stopped kissing that bit of his shoulder and continued exploring his body. He just lay there, unbeknownst to me, reveling in my touch.

I felt the muscles on his chest, circling his nipple, interested in how it became hard and pert, yet remained oh so small. I wondered at the differences between his and my nipples, mine were a lot bigger in size. Thinking of my breasts I could feel them through my now dry shirt. I could feel the pleasure as I rubbed them against him, it was like when he was a horse, how I would rub myself against him, just to illicit the pleasurable sensation, again I flushed in embarrassment and buried my face.

"You're adorable, you know that?" he asked me as he put as strand of my hair behind my ear and tracing my chin line that was available to him. I froze for an instant ashamed that I had been caught out, earning myself a further chuckle.

Kell then turned over onto his side, and pulled me closer to his chest, the movement forcing me to intertwine my legs with his, just to be comfortable. My arms were bent and my hands were on his shoulders, I sort of went from that into a prayer position with my hands, "Its ok Sue..." he gently said, "remember what I said to you – we go as fast or as slow as you like. If exploring my body is what you want to do, do it. Do not be ashamed, we are husband and wife after all."

"I know, its just I can not wrap my head around that fact yet," I admitted looking into his dark gentle eyes, "this is almost too much, and yet I am comfortable here. I do not understand myself."

"Well, I am me regardless of whether I am in this form or the other, and we have been sleeping together since you were 13 so if nothing else your body remembers me even if your mind does not." He reasoned my hesitation so perfectly.

"Why are you being so patient with me?" I asked.

"I did not think I would ever get the chance to be like this with you," he admitted, "I thought that I was doomed to just having you feel me and never the other way around. So, I can wait a little longer forever is a lot longer. Besides which, I doubt that you will keep away from me much longer."

"Tickets on yourself, much," I commented dryly.

"If that makes you sleep better, keep telling yourself that darlin'" he droned, his voice tickling something deep inside me. I had to acknowledge what he said was true, it would not be long before I wanted him as my husband in every way possible. Already, I could feel my want of him building. It did not help him stroking my hair gently as if I was the most precious thing to him.

Indeed, I probably was, but I did not want to acknowledge that yet, because if I acknowledged that I would also have to acknowledge that every moment I denied him me I was hurting him and myself just a little. I closed my eyes, and went back to sleep.

The next morning, I awoke to Kell shaking me, "Sue, wake up! Come on Sue, wake up! I don't want to have to change into my horse form to wake you..." he paused for awhile and as I was awake but not awake enough to open my eyes, he threatened me, "Sue, if you do not wake up now, I will have to kiss you."

My eyes sprung open and I looked at him in horror, "What sort of threat is that?" I spluttered.

"One that apparently works on you for now," he chuckled, "now can you please get off my arm, it's gone to sleep and I need it to wake up again before we have to go before this Prince Garvan."

I nodded and sat up stretching, then it occurred to me my attire... or rather lack of it.

I felt my face burn brightly with embarrassment yet again, "Kell, what am I going to do for clothes? I cannot go before a prince like this..." Indicating my bare legs, underwear and shirt. I then looked at him, and it dawned on me he was naked... fully naked. Yes, he had said that he was going to sleep that way, but I did not expect to see him that way. "Whaaa?" my jaw dropped open. Kell was an incredible man to look at. His muscles solidly defined, and his... his... manroot? Bit? I knew what it was called technically but penis just sounds so... rough, not sexy at all. Anyway, his, I will go with manroot for now, was... well he was hung like a horse, I snickered at myself. He was part horse so it made sense that he was hung like that too.

"Like what you see?" he enquired tilting his head at my reaction.

"Whaa? Yes?" I mean I did not know what else to say.

"Good to know," he smiled as he got dressed into the clothes, I saw him wearing the night before.

"Where did they come from?" I wondered, looking at the clothes.

"They come with our first transformation back to human, provided we think of them. If we do not it is kind of embarrassing unless you have someone who carries a pair for you. I did not think walking around naked was a good idea so I thought of the clothes you seemed to like looking at when you were reading your manga lent to you by your friends."

So that explained that. I thought.

Kell continued, "I heard noise out in the foyer before, so hopefully they have brought us some food and clothes for you. Assuming of course, that those two even think of that, they seemed oblivious to your lack of clothing last night and the fact you were soaking wet."

I blushed again, oh for fucks sake, why am I blushing again? It's been, it's done, there is nothing I can do about it now.

I decided lying about was not going to get me any closer, if nothing else I could fashion something out of the bedsheet. I was not that useless. So, with that I exited the bedroom, followed by a now dressed Kell. I felt a twinge of regret then and wondered at it.

I stopped and stood in astonishment, there before me was a rack of various clothing and a table full of differing foods. I noted though the only meat in it all was fish. This sort of made sense to me, but did not at the same time.

As it sunk in, I squealed and ran over to the rack and rifled through it before deciding on a burgundy Long Sleeve A Line Wrap Ruffle Belted Wrap dress which was simple but formal in one. The color did not look too odd with my hair, and of all the dresses there, it was the one I thought suited the occasion well. It was not my usual go to colors of green, blue and brown. Yellow also suited me, but I only like yellow on tops not dresses, skirts, shorts and trousers.

"How do I look?" I ask a stunned Kell. I had forgotten to be modest.

"F-fine," he stuttered, "you look fine. Next time please warn me before getting undressed like that. As a human I now have an issue." He indicated to his rather full looking groin.

"Oh sorry," I burnt up again, "I did not think did I?"

"Nope, you did not," he grinned wickedly, "Not that I minded the view... I did not mind it at all."

"Oh shuddup," I shot back before plonking myself down to pick at the fruit, bread and cheese. "This is delicious! Here try this!" I said and gave Kell a strawberry I had half eaten straight to his mouth. He looked at me quizzically before taking the strawberry in his mouth and kissing the fingers that had fed him.

A look of wonder filled his face, "So that is what a strawberry is supposed to taste like!"

"I have fed you strawberries before," I said wondering at his comment. He must have seen my unspoken question.

"Horses are not supposed to eat strawberries. They honestly taste disgusting to us and I had rather a lot of problems with my bowel after eating it. I just could not say no to you," he commented at my feeding my horse, him, things that should not be fed to horses.

We were just finishing up our meal when the two men from last night appeared to fetch us to go see Prince Garvan.

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