Titania and Oberon used to be king and queen of the elves, mighty and revered and looked upon with admiration. But their marriage was never happy and one day Titania leaves Oberon and the court.
But Oberon won't accept her abscense, he desire her back and he'll do everything the get her back with him again...
Marital arts part 1 - The Elven High Court by cosmicwind, literature
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Marital arts part 1 - The Elven High Court
Orkid of Saphirion was standing by the wheel of his beautifully sleek ship Green Eyed Mermaid as it was heading across the glittering Atlantic, snow white sails billowing in the wind, the steam cutting trough the water like a knife trough butter. It was a wonderful day for sailing, a strong, warm and salt-smelling meltemi was blowing from behind with a stearboard tilt, the sun was shining happily from the clearest of skies and only some tiny and fluffy little white clouds could be seen by the horizon.
A pack of glistening gray dolphins had taken up following his ship, jumping in the waves and spraying high in the air as they where whisteling
Marital arts part 2 - The Airborn King by cosmicwind, literature
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Marital arts part 2 - The Airborn King
One year later:
In the upper great hall of the Royal Elven Palace, King Oberon was pacing back and forth, noting the time once again as he glanced over at the large clock sitting on one of the short walls, the ornate hands slowly performing their predictable dance around the disk, pointing out roman numbers in their depiction of the unrelenting course of time. Turning again, the shoes resumed their click-clacking against the polished tile floor. Looking out trough the high windows yet another time, Oberon tried to breathe deeply, nervousness dancing inside as anticipation filled his veins. Something of great import was occurring today. After
Marital arts part 3 - The Reluctant Returnee by cosmicwind, literature
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Marital arts part 3 - The Reluctant Returnee
"TITANIA!" Oberon's apprehensive voice echoed down the empty hallway. The door he had flung open hung on one hinge, swinging crookedly as he stormed into the small house in his restless pursuit for her.
This house resembled the one he'd found her in years ago, quiet and cozy. Small but well planned, utilitarian more than lavish. White painted, unadorned walls, simple and colourful rugs upon polished wooden floors. Not a speck or a dust worm anywhere! Her mellow presence breathed in all the corners - as it once had on Cloud Island. It gave Oberon the impression of home and the knot in his chest tightened almost painfully. Was Titania insane e
Marital Arts part 4 - The Secret of a Queen by cosmicwind, literature
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Marital Arts part 4 - The Secret of a Queen
The Elven Princess Ariel was sitting curled up in a coach by the window, hands folded over knees and looking out in the velvety dark stillness of the night, insomnia tormenting her as so many nights before. Ever since her divorce from Lord Eskiar had she been plagued by failed sleep. There had been few night she had slept fully trough, as a rule she fell asleep effortlessly in the evening, but most of the nights she tended to wake up just after midnight and then being unable to shut her eyes for real before the morning sun's first rays graced the treetops outside. She should be accustomed to this by now, she thought - nonetheless that was far
Marital Arts part 5 - The Court of Strangers by cosmicwind, literature
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Marital Arts part 5 - The Court of Strangers
Being on horseback, galloping against the wind until her eyes teared, that was something which brought back a little bit of the sense of freedom to Titania. She had received Gallant upon her return, a black stallion with a white speck upon his forehead and likewise white socks. He was fallen from Uriel's Ebon and although he was tiny and seemed placid, there was something with the way he exploded into a gallop that hinted at a more feral side of him. Something she recognized from herself as well and hence she felt a certain kind of communion with the stead. A connection which went beyond the usual Elven / Equestrian spiritual contact. They we
Marital Arts Part 6 - The Entreat for Justice by cosmicwind, literature
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Marital Arts Part 6 - The Entreat for Justice
It felt like it was one of the hardest things she had ever done. Taking a deep breath, Titania moved purposefully up the broad marble staircase, across the antechamber and towards the large double doors to the Royal Throne Room, where the King was receiving his supplicants. Huge beautifully ornamented pillars of white and pink marble flanked the edges of the entrance and on each side stood a full-uniformed guard of honour carrying a hillebard with tip in bronze, polished brass buttons gleaning in the sun falling on from the high windows. However, these days the guards were mostly there for show. No assassin would get this far, the last one wh
The Broken Barriers of Pretention by cosmicwind, literature
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The Broken Barriers of Pretention
Even as Titania's hand closed over the door handle and she could feel the cold and smooth brass against her palm, she never managed to get the door open to reach out into the antechamber. The hall that promised an escape from this predicament. Oberon's arms trapped her against the door, firmly securing it before dropping down to pull her into his arms. Jerking her closer to his form and thoroughly ravishing her lips as she did a futile attempt to push him away from her, a meek complaint evaporating from her troath. However it wasn't so much his strength as her own lack of restraint that turned the game into a losing one for the Elven Queen. S
The Reminiscence of a Human Lover by cosmicwind, literature
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The Reminiscence of a Human Lover
The opulent bathroom laid in a half-dusk, the only light emitting from a few lit candles in the ceiling crystal chandelier, a warm and dim light which became reflected in the gilded parts of the wall mosaics picturing ships and sea creatures of diverse kinds. The air was warm and nicely humid and saturated with the scents of perfumed soap and incense. Nothing save for the silent movements of the water broke the restive quietness of the room.
This night... Titania could hardly believe it! Her coitus with Oberon had almost been like before. Still, there was no denying there was a chasm between them profound as infinity
Marital Arts Part 9 - The Memories that Remain by cosmicwind, literature
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Marital Arts Part 9 - The Memories that Remain
The stars shone brightly like gems pinpointed upon the velvet sky and the nearly full moon's silver light spilled across the heaven, the peaceful quiet surrounded him as the wind breathed softly onto his face, cooling his tender flesh. Colonel Duncan Pershall's steps were gentle and nearly without sound when he advanced up the steep hillside through thick underbrush. His thoughts were scattered and his body irrelevant as his feet took him upwards to the little seaside village on which outskirts She lived. There were still many foes in the area and danger could creep up at any moment, but he didn't worry, he felt as though he was surrounded by
Marital Arts Part 10 -The Wreckage caused in Anger by cosmicwind, literature
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Marital Arts Part 10 -The Wreckage caused in Anger
"Titania, a moment?"
"Yes, Oberon?" Putting aside the box of jewelry she was still holding, Titania stood up from her settee and walked over to her husband, who was waiting out in the hallway just outside the door opening, his bright orange tunic straining over his powerful chest the way fashion edicted these days. He appeared rested; still there was a concerned look in his blue eyes as he regarded his Queen. Remaining seated, a troubled Uriel watched them go. How much had his father overheard?
Titania accompanied Oberon down the hallway which ran through the castle wing, worried that her husband might have caught something of her conversati