This choice: Meet with her friend and bodyguard, Freya. • Go Back...Chapter #4Alpha Alpha Amazon. by: Unknown Today was a special day indeed, and Aquaelie could forgo a bit of her usual morning luxuries. The first thing that came to mind was to speak to her friend Freya, and discuss just what they would do with her new found freedom. She stepped quickly over to her wardrobe, opening it to sift through her more casual garments. She picked out a short, backless white dress, complemented with a ever-so-light sleeveless purple jacket with waist-length tassels running from it's shoulders. She then slipped on a pair of knee-high, high-heeled boots to match the dress, and elbow-length sequined gloves matching the jacket.
Fully dressed she closed the wardrobe and made her way through the door and into the palace proper, each motion economical, perfectly graceful and poised as befit the proper image of a princess. It was only a short jaunt down the hallways of milky white crystal to Freya's quarters, her long-time bodyguard not permitted to stray too far from her presence.
It could well have been the ca-clack of her heels echoing down the hall that roused the other woman, but as she arrived to find Freya already waiting at the door, Aquaelie knew better than to doubt her timing.
Each lineage of Alphazonia was dedicated to an aspect of Feminity. The ruling house, and Aquaelie, were immaculately designed to be graceful. Their servants, Demure. Freya...embodied endurance, and perseverance, the most important aspects of a proper warrior. The loose-fitting navy blue pants she wore could conceal her legs and hips. Conversely the tight garment of the same color that circled her upper body, baring her midriff, arms and shoulders, left nothing to the imagination, be that the swell of her sizeable breasts or the smooth lines of her developed arms and abs.
"M'lady," she said with a sincere smile, giving a slight bow to Aquaelie before standing to her full height once again to look down at her, deep green eyes sparkling. Generally it would have been unseemly for another line to have the audacity to be taller than a royal, but even by the Alphazonian standards, Freya was an amazon at nearly a hundred and five thousand miles tall. But then no expense was spared, in protection of the Queen's darling youngest daughter, and there was no being in existence, let alone even the largest lowly man, who could contemplate physically challenging Freya.
"Freya," Aquaelie responded in proper fashion, giving a slight nod of acknowledgement as her slim form slipped past her towering bodyguard and into her room. As Freya stepped in behind her and closed the door, Aquaelie took a moment to look around, admiring the things she had collected on her trips away. There was a shelf on one wall where rested the disabled hulls of enemy warships, and even a globe on her desk that the princess knew was no mere navigational instrument but yet another spoil of war. The thought that soon she would be the one travelling the stars, taking prizes and conquering worlds, threatened to break her princessly composure.
Of course, what she didn't break herself, Freya was happy to do for her. "Congratulations, 'Elie!" The woman said excitedly now that they were out of public view, putting her arms around the princess from behind and lifting her in a brief but heartfelt hug, her snow white hair mingling with the blue-black of her charge's for a moment before she set her back down and stepped away. "I know how much today means to you...so I've already gotten us cleared to leave whenever. Her Highness recognizes how excited you must be, and said she wouldn't keep you."
"That's wonderful!" 'Elie responded with a broad smile, taking a seat in one of the large, comfortable chairs scattered about Freya's room, "I mean, it's really hard to believe that I can finally...well, go, you know?"
"I do know. I remember how excited I was..." Freya chcukled, "Well, that was only a few years past though," she said as she looked around her room pridefully, "just imagine what sort of things you and I can bring back in another four years."
"Yeah Frey, I just can't wait to get started," Aquaelie responded...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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