(16+ due to referenced suggestive matters: minors look away.) It was a relaxed day, one of your albums was on the

(16+ due to referenced suggestive matters: minors look away.)

It was a relaxed day, one of your albums was on the recorder player, this specific song created by Lord Huron was melodic to you.

you hummed and whistled the tune a second off the song being played. The room you stayed in was warm and beautiful like the rest of the castle. Lady Dimitrescu, Alcina as she told many times to call her, was a great host but as great as she was, you choose regretfully to be away from her.

Not for any bad reasons at all. It was you. You felt something for her, a feeling that was new to you. Each time you were near her, you never wanted to leave her side. Something about her made you come back to her presence. You wanted to understand your feelings deeply.

It was ironic that When The Night is Over finished playing you wondered where your mind was going. Of course, it went to her. It always did. She was in your thoughts, your movements, your lips and so much more. Yes, you were infatuated with her and desperately wanted her like the stars want the night sky but you were nervous.

It was like a cat deciding if it wanted to nap or attack something. But the way you acted didn’t go unnoticed by Alcina or her daughters. You were nervous but you were so cute. To Alcina, you had the most beautiful shade of pink when your eyes landed on her, your walls crumbled so she could come in and she made herself at home.

But your sudden pulling away was concerning to her. She didn’t want to lose you when she just had you all to herself. Without a moments notice, you saw a change in your songs playing. It was like something was pulling you back into her and Alcina reaching out for you to come back. You wanted her and she wanted you like a heretic for their patron or deity.

Like a prayer she was everything you could ever wish for in a partner. You were nervous because you didn’t know if she would want you. But contrary to what you thought, she never wanted you to let her go such like Florence + the Machine song that currently played.

She wanted you and you wanted her so dearly. Suddenly, a fly landed on your shoulder and made a buzzing noise to distract you from your thoughts. You knew exactly who it was.

“I’m okay stinkbug just think about something, well someone as you probably can tell.” You told the insect. More so to yourself. The insect in turn made a loud noise to the nickname but soon hushed itself. As if it knew exactly what you needed or who. It flew off your shoulder and glowed yellow as if saying ‘follow me’ which you did.

You followed the bug down the hall and there in front of you was the answer to your prayers. The only woman you could ever want for the rest of your days.

“Alcina—” you tried speaking but soon were hushed by her lips against yours. Yes, this what you wanted. Her. All of her for the rest of your days.

She and you knew that this was a beautiful feeling and she was determined you would know it as she took you to her room and locked the door for you both to finally get a moment alone together. To the ends of the earth she would have you and you to her.