“You are too kind, Your Majesty,” she bowed her head even lower.

Grandfather grinned and continued on his way through the main tunnel.

- Who was that? - quietly asked Light.

“Elena,” I replied, shaking my shoulders. For some reason, I really didn’t want to tell her about who this doll was guarding here. And in general I didn’t want to explain who the dolls are and why they are needed.

Meanwhile, we approached the seventh corridor on the right. The grandfather turned into him and stopped at a huge heavy iron door.

He raised his arms above his head, and the glow around him became even brighter than usual. Svetlana buried her face in my shoulder, and I was forced to cover my eyes with my hand when the door slowly creaked open.

Grandfather entered the chamber of the Maze and stopped at the very edge. We followed him.

“So, baby, this is Amber's Labyrinth — the basis and heart of our world, our strength and our armor breach,” said the grandfather, not looking at us. - Pass the Maze is easy. Shane is right, just trust your instincts and don't let weakness take over. From now on, for you, as for each of us, weakness is an unaffordable luxury. Weakness on the Maze is equivalent to death, and weakness in the future can lead to even more disastrous consequences. When you learn to walk in the Shadows, you will not be able to lose control of yourself under any circumstances, otherwise you may get to a place where your willpower will no longer matter - I grinned involuntarily. “I mean not the Courts of Chaos, Shane, but much deeper shadow structures in which the order in any manifestation is so weak that even my control may not be enough. If you, Sveta, ever find yourself in such a place, it means that you showed weakness, lost control over your mind. Even if you manage to return, there are no guarantees that you will be able to preserve the integrity of your personality. There are no guarantees that from the depths of your subconscious already here, in the Citadel of Order, some deadly creature will not escape and will not destroy our world. There are no guarantees that you yourself will not turn into any such infection.

Sveta sobbed so loudly that the grandfather turned to us and looked at her in surprise:

“Do not be afraid,” he smiled encouragingly, “be that as it may, in order to get into such jungle, you first have to go through a Labyrinth.” Well, to set a goal. Or pump up drugs to the eyeballs. Or drink up to delirium tremens. In short, just like that, for no reason at all, you will not be able to go so far. In addition, the Labyrinth, one way or another, protects each of us from such experiments. His image will support you even in the most chaotic environment, when the Shadows will scatter in different directions. And if you also learn to concentrate on the Sign of the Labyrinth in yourself, you can easily and without particular loss get out of any scrape. But all this will be later. Now, Shane, tell Svetlana about the Labyrinth.

I nodded and slowly moved along the edge of the pattern, leading her hand:

- See, right there, closer to the door, the line seems to be expanding? - she nodded. - This is the center of the Maze - your goal. When you reach it, you can move to any place you wish. I would advise you just to reduce the climb up the stairs and move into my room - when everything is finished, you will need a good rest, - she sighed. I pointed to where, in my estimation, the Last Veil should have been. - This is the last test before the center of the Maze, the point of maximum voltage. In this place the Labyrinth is erecting a powerful force barrier in front of you, through which you need to break through. There will be a feeling that you no longer have a body, but only a will remains. Partly it is. Keep pushing the barrier until it succumbs, I led her on and stopped in front of the Great Arc.- In this place, the tension increases gradually over several steps. Sparks will sparkle before your eyes, but do not be afraid - they will not harm you. The labyrinth will kill you only if you stumble, stop or turn back, in all other cases it will not harm you.

The third time we stopped opposite the Second Veil:

“Just go ahead,” I said. - The second Veil exhausts you, but after a few steps it will be easier to go - it will give you the opportunity to take a breath and prepare for the Great Arc.

“First Veil,” I said, stopping again. “Your first encounter with the Labyrinth, and his first acquaintance with you.” He will try to look into your very soul and extract from there emotions, memories, faces of friends and enemies. He will lay them out in front of you, try to examine and evaluate them. As in the future, the main thing here is not to stop. You can slow down, stop - no. Walk straight. Whatever he shows you, whatever feelings you try to awaken. Your goal is to reach the center. All the rest is just a payment for strength and knowledge.

“I understand,” she said softly when we got up near the beginning of the Labyrinth. Then she raised tears to her eyes and smiled. - Do you think I can do it?

“I know you can do it,” I smiled back at her and kissed her forehead.

“In that case, if there is electricity, perhaps it will only interfere,” she deftly unzipped the necklace and handed it to me. Then she gave me earrings and bracelets with rings and dropped her cloak and hat on the floor. “And I have one request,” she said quietly, letting go of my hand and going up to the very beginning, “don't look at me.” I don't want you to see me make my way through. When I'm tense, I'm not beautiful at all.

I smiled and nodded. Then he turned his back to her and closed his eyes.

I did not see how she took the first step, the second, but I suddenly felt a tingling in the feet. (eroticspace.info) I opened my eyes, closed them and opened again. I have not seen my legs. But I saw Sveta's legs. As they slowly and rhythmically descended on the radiant line, as sparks outlined them with amazing clarity, as the long skirt of her dress almost touched the hem of the Labyrinth. Automatically, I clenched my fists, as if picking up a skirt, and saw that she had done the same thing — the light fabric no longer slid, carving out a spark from the luminous surface. Then I felt the tension. First Veil. She tried to take a step, but the elastic barrier pushed her back. She fought hard, until she finally managed to overcome this first obstacle. I felt dizzy, sweat appeared on my forehead and temples, and she walked forward. Now I saw her as if she was walking two steps behind. At one point, she almost tripped over the hem of her dress. I managed to catch her before her foot sank between the lines. I helped her regain her balance and even pushed me forward a bit. Second Veil. She fought with her with even more zeal than with the First. And it went even faster than before. And she walked more confidently. A few steps after this Veil, she almost ran. And literally flew into the Great Arc. I liked her mood. Not a trace remains from the previous uncertainty. Sparks were already dancing at the level of her shoulders, sometimes flying up to her face, sweat was rolling down her bare shoulders, her hair was tangled, her hair was stuck to wet skin, but she seemed not to notice all this. And when she passed the Great Arc, breathing heavily, I noticed how the dress began to slip from her shoulders.

Meanwhile, she approached the Last Veil, and my heart sank. I remembered how every time at the last moment I began to doubt whether I could pass through it, whether I would get to the center. She raised her leg and suddenly froze. Her movements were almost imperceptible, but I felt her efforts. She did not stop, she continued to crush. It was a long time, it was painful.I tried my best to help her, but with every second I understood more clearly that she did not need my help. She is stronger than it seems. She will achieve any goal!

The last Veil was left behind, but it did not get any easier. Her dress slid even lower, almost exposing her breasts. On her back and shoulders, I saw sweat droplets glittering in the light of the Labyrinth, like a strange shawl embroidered with diamonds. The last step was the most difficult. Her leg was hard to come off the glowing line. Another jerk, and now she is standing in the center of the Labyrinth, breathing heavily ...

I turned to her. She looked exactly like in my vision. Her convulsively clenched fists still held her skirt, but the dress was already slipping from her chest, and she stood before us half nude and unspeakably pleased with herself.

She smiled at me, nodded, and melted in the air shaking from the power that penetrated him.

I turned to my grandfather.

- You wanted to reach intimacy? - he grinned. - Welcome to the club.

- It was...

“Go,” he interrupted. - She needs you now.

He snapped his fingers.

The world around has faded, the sparkling Labyrinth has disappeared, and after a moment, I was already standing in the room near the bed on which I sat, with my head down and my shoulders dangling, Light.

She tried to stand when I appeared, but I knelt in front of her, took her hands in my own and looked at her face. She looked tired but pleased.

“Sit down, little one, myself,” I whispered, took the shoe off her legs and began slowly massaging her feet in a circular motion, as if squeezing fatigue out of them.

She smiled and stroked my head as I climbed higher. When I went to the fingers of her hands, then to the shoulders and back, she closed her eyes and finally relaxed.

I tried to make my touches as gentle and light as possible. I didn't want to have it anymore. I wanted to show how gentle, tender and caring I can be.

She smiled blissfully and reluctantly responded to my movements. And I did not stop. Soon the lips were joined to the hands, and the sports massage turned into light stroking, kissing and nibbling ...

This time she didn’t moan or scream, she just cried out softly when I was pushing too hard, but I tried to be sensitive to any sounds she made. And that night I forgot about myself. Only She was important to me ...