Alien Beloved

"No, no, I don't believe you!" - Denris exclaimed. - "This

cannot be! He couldn't lower himself like that."

"Oh, you offend me! Jamien really liked my love," the

vampire drawled contentedly. "Ask him yourself."

"But how did you manage to sneak into his bedroom and

meet him?"

Liorif chuckled.

"You're not all that protected from passionate admirers. I

am a likorn and can be invisible."

The vamp's revelations greatly upset Denris, and he

looked pleadingly and helplessly at Ellamyria, who pretended

not to be bothered at all by such trifles, but nevertheless she

carelessly whispered at his offended look:

"Beloved, understand that aristocrats are not supposed to

be denied admission if they have passionate feelings for the

royal person. These are the rules: the admirer is given a

chance to open his heart. If you do not want to reciprocate, no

one will force you."

"I don't accept such relationships between men, - Denris

protested, trying not to look at Liorif anymore. "Why doesn't

anyone ask me if I even want to listen to all this nonsense

about gentle male friendship, obsessively directed at me?

What is my immunity in this case? I don't want to put up with

this!"

Denris rose from the sofa and hurried over to the window.

"I will jump down if he approaches me again."

They all looked at each other anxiously.

"Don't be stupid, Denris! Please!" Gedeon rushed to him,

grabbing his arm. "Suicide is not an option! Calm down! I

won't let anyone hurt you!"

"Even if you are not resurrected, your soul will be reborn

among us, but without the memory of a past life," Liorif

blurted out, jumping to his feet. "And then you will grow up

tolerant of our society and will not reject my love. I will wait

only fifteen years, this is not a term for me, Your Radiance!"

Denris's face contorted in despair, and he sank to the

floor, cringing.

"Get out of here!" Shouted Gedeon to the vampire, who

made offended face and walked out of the living room.

"What is this all for?" The young royal cast a condemning

glance at Ellamyria and went out after Liorif.

The Queen rose from the sofa and approached her lover,

who was sitting on the floor in a pitiful state.

"I couldn't imagine the meeting my son would depress you

like that, dear. He just talked to you and confessed his love. No

need to react like that and threaten suicide. Such feelings are

beautiful, and you roll up the drama because of your

prejudices."

"Remember how you didn't ask me for my consent to be

intimate with you?" Denris whispered darkly. "You charmed

me and dragged me to bed. Your son is going to do the same

to me. It's all written on his face..."

"Don't you like to soar in the sky with me?" She asked

imperiously, looking down at him.

"It is, of course, fabulous and intoxicating, but it was never

my desire. I am just your toy, which is not asked, but used!"

He shouted bitterly, jumping to his feet:

"Look what you did to me! Is this what normal men look

like? I look like a woman with a male organ. No wonder I'm

now so coveted by everyone! I don't want to see any male

vampire around me!"

Ellamyria flashed her diamond eyes angrily and walked

away, her fluffy wings rustling.

Denris didn't know where to go. He couldn't go back to his

bedroom in the Tower for settlers because of his vulnerability

to the vamps. Gedeon disappeared somewhere, leaving him

without support.

After spending a long time in an empty living room, he

went to wander through the aisles and stairs, getting into

luxuriously furnished rooms in which there was not a soul,

but it seemed that someone invisible was still present and

watching him.

He looked around many times in an attempt to detect the

invisible, but he did not notice anyone. After long wanderings

around the tower, he wearily lay down on a bed in one room,

trying to distract himself from sad thoughts about his

imprisonment, entertaining himself with the creation of

plasma balls that circled and scattered above him into multi-

colored fiery sparks fading in the air.

He thought of Rianka, with whom he had been lovers on

the ship all that long journey of forty years. The careerist

never agreed to marry him, considering marriage an

unnecessary relic of the past.

Continuing to have a strong affection for the captain, the

former pilot met with her recently with the hope that she

would want to be with him again, appreciating his fabulous

transformation. But her heart was occupied by a magnificent

Overlord, whose conquering power will disarm anyone and

force them to obey.

Unrequited love corroded his soul, and if earlier he could

have coped with this, then after an accelerated transmutation,

his new body began to demand sensual pleasures in huge

quantities. He had to disappear for days in the bedrooms of

princesses to satisfy these crazy needs, but this did not please

him at all.

Denris stared at his incredibly beautiful youthful

appearance for in the mirror, smoothed his soft long graphite

colour hair, looked into his transparent bottomless eyes with

silver sparks, fearing becoming a narcissist, and one thought

tormented his mind - it's no wonder that vamps so desire

intimacy with him, he's too gorgeous to be ignored. A thin

muscular body with harmonious proportions and velvety

radiant skin, a delicate diamond-shaped face with graceful

features. Why did the Queen change his appearance so

drastically? He turned into a luxurious sex toy with magical

powers. For some reason, this transformation did not please

him.

All his friends, who lived with him in the same tower, did

not understand the emotional throwings of the former pilot

of starship, and one day he accidentally heard how they

quietly laugh at him among themselves:

"Our handsome boy is not in the mood again today. He

returned dissatisfied after another date with one of the

winged cuties."