“Relax,” I grinned. “My father is far from a pervert like me.” Moreover, although our customs and ideas about morality and decency are very different from yours, we also do not have to go naked during official receptions.

“You said it would be evening in the family circle,” she looked at me with disbelief when I led her to a post in the back of the hall and started clockwise.

- True, but, as you already understood, we have a very different family. Since my father is Crown Prince, then, consequently, my grandfather is King. My grandfather's brother is also King. My great-grandfather is practically a god at all. You understand, such a number of crowned persons gathered in one place, even the quietest family dinner is turned into an official reception. Of course, today no one will discuss political issues, but status still obliges. Even in the family circle, we have no right to neglect the basic norms of etiquette ...

“Shane, I'm afraid,” suddenly tears rang in her voice. “I don’t know anything about how to behave in such a society.”

- Well ... - we moved away from the column in a small room with a bed under a burgundy canopy, covered with scarlet sheets and covered with a dark red bedspread. On the bed lay a suit for me and a light gray rainbow-shining dress for Sveta. I involuntarily sighed - my costume was clearly not designed for this form. - Firstly, everyone knows who you are and how you were raised, and secondly, you perfectly passed the first test. So you have nothing to worry about.

- First test? - to her surprise there was no limit.

- When the father took the true form and called his full title, you crouched in a curtsy and called him "my lord." That was exactly what he expected of you. When meeting my grandfather and his brother, do the same. They will be pleased. But in no case do not apply to them in this way, if they say something like: "Oh, my child, do not need ceremonies." My grandfather, like you, grew up on Earth in the most ordinary family and, up to eighteen, had no idea about his origin. His brother, though brought up in the Palace, but he also usually behaves as if his position was a burden for him. My great-grandfather prefers to be addressed by his name and to "you." He tolerates the appeal of his father "Lord Corvin" only because hell is afraid of him ...

- How do I behave at the table?

- Calmly, confidently and naturally. My father made a buffet, knowing that you could hardly deal with all the knives, forks, spoons and tongs from the first time. My grandfather, by the way, also does not know what kind of fork to eat fish, and what knife to cut dessert, so tomorrow, we, most likely, also expect a buffet.

She sighed in relief.

- Do you prefer to dress here or behind a screen? - I asked, picking up a suit.

Sveta giggled.

- It seems your father is too big an opinion about your size.

I sighed:

- No, with the size he just guessed ... - and began to transform.

My shoulders became wider, my height almost doubled, like the volume of my chest, my skin darkened and acquired this nasty gray-blue color, and my fangs looked out of my mouth.

When the transformation was complete, I sank to the floor in exhaustion and breathed heavily for several minutes. Then he raised his eyes to the Light. She carefully considered me in mute amazement. And then suddenly she blushed and whispered:

“I never thought you were so ...”

- Dark? I asked, looking with disgust at my reflection in the mirror above the dressing table.

“Big ...” she finished faintly and blushed even more.

I smiled grimly.

- What are you thinking, slut? - mda, compared to this my form, it seems so tiny and fragile.

“And come on ... now ...” she said softly, blushing to the very ears, “as I understand it, no one is yet ...”

“Don't even think about it,” I smiled, “I'll tear you in half in this uniform ...”

Light sighed, and her hands twisted around my neck. I gently laid my head on her shoulder. She rubbed her cheek against my temple, and I felt the coolness of her tears.

“I feel so good with you,” she whispered.

“And me,” I answered in tone. - But we have to go. If you want, change your clothes here on the bed or there, behind the screen ...

“C'mon, what you didn't see,” she smiled, and began to unbutton her sheepskin coat.

I, without rising from the floor, began to stretch my pants while she was taking off her sweater and skirt.

“Now I see why you are so strong,” she said thoughtfully, carefully watching me.

- What do you mean? - I did not understand, buttoning his shirt.

“That's your real look, right? - I slowly nodded. - So, in fact, you are very muscular, that is, physically strong ...

“It's not about how I look in this look or in a human habitual to you,” I smirked. - The source of my strength is not in the muscles. He is imprisoned in my head. As long as she is fine, I am strong and enduring, that's all.

- Like this? - She did not understand, squeezing in a dress.

- All of us, in whose veins the blood of Chaos flows, have the power to control the world around us. To control it not by physical force, but by our own will. Therefore, outwardly we may look weak, even frail, but our willpower does not allow us to surrender to any difficulties. We are not just princes, we are children of gods. The whole world exists only because of our will. We just have to be stronger, stronger and healthier than those who depend on us ...

“That's why you called that saleswoman mortal?”

- Yes...

“Is that why you sometimes act so arrogant?” That is why you are so indifferent to the troubles of others?

- Yes ... Does it shock you?

- And what about me?

I frowned. I did not know what to answer. She is an ordinary girl, mortal. True, grandfather hinted that with her, too, is not so simple ...

“And you ... my bride ...” I said quietly, not wanting to go into the details of what I myself had no idea about.

- and all? - on her eyes were tears. - I will never catch up with you or your relatives? So?

I silently stood up and turned to the post.

“To go up to the hall, you need to do six circles counterclockwise around the pillar,” I explained sullenly and took hold of it.

- Shane! She cried. - Do not go! I'm afraid I can't get out of here.

“Light,” I turned back to her, knelt down and took her hands, “remember one important thing. Whoever you are before, now you are my bride and you will become my wife. And if now someone dares to look askance at you, throw a sharp remark, do not even breathe so much in your presence, trust me, I will tear off his head with my own hands. Even if it will be someone from my relatives.

“Shane,” she hugged my neck again and sobbed.

“Shane, leave the girl alone,” my grandfather's mocking voice suddenly rang out above my ear.

Sveta screamed in surprise and pulled away from me.

- You have not been taught to knock? - I grumbled discontentedly, not looking at him.

He tapped lightly on my head:

- Knock Knock. That's better?

I looked at him with a threat, and he again smiled his royal smile.

“Sveta, I came to help you a little,” he said to the girl. She gave me a surprised look, and I just shrugged. “First, stand up, please,” Sveta obeyed. Dress beautiful rainbow waves flowed around her figure, but very carelessly frowned on his chest. I grinned. Silly, she was afraid to remove the bra. “No, that won't do,” the grandfather unceremoniously examined her from all sides, then abruptly pulled the thin straps off his shoulders. The fabric slid easily around her waist. The girl screamed in fright and covered her breasts with her hands. - Take off your laundry, - commanded ... Read more →