Allura was in her bed, when she startled. She thought she heard Lotor yell! She was getting ready to get up and see what happened to Lotor when she felt very tired of a sudden. The room was dark but it appeared to her as if a fine mist was in the air.
.....I must get outside....she thought....I'm so tired.....
Her head started to spin, and so she laid back on her bed, waiting for the spell to pass. The next thing she knew, she was asleep....dreaming...or was she?
Z'aale waited a while out in the courtyard then stepped inside the doors of the old palace. He thought that the main room looked the same as it always had. But to be honest, he really wasn't concerned about that. He was carrying some Bride's Wine and a basket of foodstuff from his starcruiser for them.
Z'aale made his way towards the suite rooms, knowing that by now the sleep disc full of the c'uya mist had dissipated in the air. His lovely bride would be asleep - for the moment.
He smiled in anticipation. There would be no meddlesome witche or stupid son to get in the way, and he knew the effect of the Bride's Wine - she would desire to please him utterly.
He opened the doors to her suite. The room was dark, but there was some backlighting that gave off a soft glow in the room. Z'aale looked upon the large bed and there she was, asleep. He closed the door softly, not wishing to wake her too soon and made his way towards the bed. He gazed down at her, greedily taking in all of her. He thought she looked so beautiful, that dress hugging her curves. And yet - she would look much better without it.
He noticed that she was starting to stir, the effects of c'uya mist wearing off. She was very groggy though, Z'aale thought perhaps the Bride's Wine would help her revive.
Z'aale walked over, sat on the edge of the bed and uncorked the wine. He propped Allura's head up and instructed her, "Drink this, Allura. it will make you feel better." She did, not noticing the taste, for she was really was groggy.
Z'aale thought that c'uya mist must have had a bad effect on her - he made himself a reminder never to use it again. For now, it had achieved it's purpose.
Allura made a slight noise and then stretched. Z'aale thought that the wine was taking effect again and smiled. He leaned over and kissed her, slipping his hands on her waist. Allura opened her eyes and gasped, "Z'aale....oh.."
Z'aale could see by her eyes that the wine was definitely taking effect. Her face was dreamy, luminous. He couldn't resist kissing her again. She softly cried out almost in protest, "Z'aale....please..."
Z'aale was suprised. Was she actually trying to resist or was she asking for more? He would find out soon enough.
"S'auh'eya..you know what I am here for.." He thought he saw fear in her eyes, but she said quietly, "Yes."
He kissed her again, then he whispered, "I will take care of you, Allura...we will be so good together." She shivered as deja'vu swept over her. Where did she hear that? A dream or a nightmare?
The thought was swept out of her head as Z'aale leaned over further and lay on top of her, one hand on her waist and one stroking her face.
He murmured, "I have known many women across many galaxies, Allura, but you - you are most beautiful of them all and you are mine."
He kissed her and slid his hand from her waist down to her hip, caressing slightly. Deja vu came over her again as the sensation reminded her of something....her mind was too clouded over to think straight. Z'aale was here with her, but wasn't there someone else that was supposed to be here instead? Someone with eyes like his?
She shook her head, trying to clear it, but couldn't. Z'aale looked down at her and whispered, "I want you, Allura...there will be no one to interfere.We are alone." he kissed her again.
"S'auh'eya.I want nothing between us."
Everything seemed to blur and at the same time intensify for Allura. The next thing she knew, they were both nude, his arms around her waist, side by side, kissing each other. Allura felt both desire and sickening fear. It was as if he were forcing pleasure from her, for each time she responded to his touch, she felt her insides twist, as if she were going against her nature, her very soul.
Z'aale was so pleased with her. This was the way she was that night with him. Giving and recieving. She was softness and light against him. An angel. An angel who would fulfill his every desire. He couldn't get enough of her, and he had'nt even started yet. He flipped her over on her back and murmured that he loved her and she smiled that beautiful smile. He kissed her neck, making her gasp. His hand was gently caressing her hair again. He looked down at her luminous face and said, "Tell me you love me, S'auh'eya...."
Her blue eyes were filled with stars and she slipped her arms around his neck and murmured, "I love you, S'auh'eya..." and then, without thinking, added, "..Lotor...."
Z'aale's eyes flashed and his hand in her hair turned into a vise, making Allura's eyes water. He ruthlessly pulled her head back and for a moment her head cleared. This was not Lotor.....she was looking into the angry,jealous eyes of Z'aale Zarkon!
