House of Malchior

[Jalieha]

Jalieha remained in her husband’s arms for a little while, before he stepped back and kissed her lightly on the lips. Gossip had said, that both Jalieha and her husband, were those most in love in their country. That even though it was an arranged marriage, there love for one another was great. However, that was spread around by the numerous servants that occupied their large villa. Her lips lightly parted from his, when he mentioned that they should go inside. With a gentle nod, she turned and began her way inside.

Their house was well furnished, decorated and always had a sweet aroma. Whether the aroma was a powerful cooking smell, or a beautiful smell from the many bundles of flowers that Jalieha and her ladies had gathered. Every room had natural light, that touched it ever so gently and added a further fine air to it.

Jalieha walked to the sitting room, where large cushions occupied a space. The cushions were also lusciously scented. She sat down on them, and leaned over to the fruit ball, stealing a grape from it. She placed it in her mouth and took on the sweet taste of it, while awaiting her husband to join her.

[Malchior]

Malchior was glad to have his wife close, even when she was sad. However he rather wanted her happy, as a lot he cared for her with great love and passion. As she went inside to sit down, he followed but stopped close to the curtains close to the door. From there he watched her eat a grape she had found, but smiled gentle back in return as amazed he was by her beauty. The thought about leaving her made him sad, most of all he wished to spend time with her. However as many times like before, he always had things to do. The service he had to do for the king and the people, gave him little time to be home with his wife. He knew how much it upsets her, but after the war was finished he had promised to retire from his work. After a short moment of silence looks, he finally went over to sit beside her. Careful he placed his arm around her, pulling her closer as well his other hand touched her lap.

With a smile he still watched her, but still upset that he had to leave. Hopefully they had some time left before he had to go, at least the army could not move out without him. He was the general, trusted to the king of Persia and therefor highly respected. The men would follow him to the end of the earth, if ever that came to be. Malchior was a lucky man who had everything, even a pretty wife. Many in the city truly said they were the most loving couple in all of Persia, as great they cared about each other with love stronger then anything else. Deeply he looked into her eyes as close they sat, but as she were eating he waited to speak.

[Jalieha]

Jalieha smiled at her husband, and allowed his arm to pull her closer to him. She sat beside him peacefully savouring the taste of the grape for as long as she could, before she turned to her husband, seeing he wished to speak. She gave him her utmost attention, every angle of her directed at him so he knew she was listening intently and of her own free will. Her light golden hair framed her face, with gentle waves and curls, and played with them a little, brushing out the knots that had come from a day outdoors.

Deep down she was still upset with the fact that he must leave, that he had just returned and on such short notice, must leave once again. The last time he had been gone two years, and the only communication between them was by letters, which only ever arrived every passing month or so. It was part of the reason, she was so reluctant to let him go. Profoundly, she gave him her kindest smile. In hope to warm his heart, to alert him that even how upset she was in having him leave, she still loved him.

[Malchior]

Malchior smiled in return as his wife smiled to him, showing that she loved him even upset she was about his need to leave. He didn't like it either, but important it was for Persia and their future. Curious he watched her, but kind and gentle he sat close. She was a real beauty he knew, if enemies took over then they probably would like her as slave. Something he would not allow to happen, as a lot he cared and loved her. After she finished eating, he spoke."I love you, always will."Malchior said low, only for her ears to hear. Slowly he leaned closer and kissed her, with deep passion as great his desire was to do so

Long the kiss lasted, but knew the time was running out. Soon he would need to leave, but hopefully he would return healthy and alive. Carefully he bowed over her, almost laying on top as she was careful pressed towards the rest of the pillows below them. Everything was soft, even the lips. After some time, they stopped kissing, but still he was on top of her. Gentle he stroke her cheek, looking deep into her eyes as he wondered what she would say to it all.

[Jalieha]

Jalieha loved her husband, despite his faults, despite his occupation. She loved him for everything he was, and was to be. She loved him for being him. There is not simpler way she could put it, when she was asked to describe how she felt towards him. She heard him whisper ever so lightly, words that only she could hear that he loved her. She smiled and before she could return anything to him. His lips took hers, and his body covered hers, lightly pushing her back into the cushions. She smiled into every kiss, and let her arms wrap lightly around his neck. As each kiss became slightly more passionate then the last.

After awhile, the pause came, and all they could do was smile at one another. She looked into his eyes with the same deep look he gave her. For a moment their eyes were starring at one another, locked together, “I don’t know how or why, but I love you,” she smiled, and leaned up to kiss him, just lightly. Slightly teasing. When their lips touched once more all she could do was savour the moment. When the kiss broke off she looked up at him. This world could be so unfair.

[Malchior]

The kiss Jalieha gave in return to Malchior was pleasing as it was teasing, the feelings he kept for her was strong, even by many years passing. Deep he looked into her eyes as close they sat, glad to have his wife tight as soon he were to leave for war. However with each other for head onto each other, he spoke whispering as slowly he leaned further forward."And I love you, with all my heart."With that said, he kissed her again, more deeply and passionately then before. It was a long kiss, which he enjoyed as it could be their last. He did not like leaving for war, but sometimes it was necessary to make things safe.

By the kiss they now shared, he slowly leaned over her as further down the neck he went on. Slightly undressing her, removing the pretty dress she had on by smooth touches that he gave. With the things he did, he hoped she would accept as it was not sure he could return back alive. After a few moments of kissing, she laid below him thought stopped and waited for her respond. Softly he touched her cheek, looking at her with a smile as he enjoyed the sight and presence of his wife.

[Jalieha]

Jalieha soaked into her husbands embrace. His gentle touch against her cheek woke her to reality. This was her husband, the man that had a duty to his King and would soon leave her for the turmoil of war. They had not long been together since the rampageous war he had been sent off too, and now he was going again. It still hadn’t sunk in, and each time he kissed her, she wondered whether it would be the last she would ever receive from him.

She felt his sly hands move down along her body and slowly rid her body its potent cover. She allowed his touches to take her, she closed her eyes indulging in them. For they too, could be her last from him. When he stopped she leaned up, and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer to her. She took his lips in hers and avidly seized each kiss.

After a few moments she looked up at him, “If there was a child, would you stay?” she asked him. With all her innocence she had ever had, her eyes confirmed it. Yet, there was still some selfishness in the question she asked, because she truly wanted him to herself. For just once.

[Malchior]

"A child?"Malchior asked curiously, wondering why she all of sudden started to mention a child. Still he held her close, as below him she laid but suspicious it all made him. If she tried to tell a child was on the way, it would change it all. However leaving for war was something he had to do, it was his duty as general for the Persian army. Soft her skin touched his, while her dress almost slipped off. She was beautiful and never did he wish to leave, but sometimes was necessary to keep everyone safe. "Even if it were a child, I could not stay even I would have loved to do so."Malchior answered her question, but still interested wondered if she was pregnant or wanted to be.


He wished he could have answered differently, but impossible it was to stay home if war was coming. It was needed to be stopped, or everything they loved would be gone. Deeply he loved his wife, but if a child were to come he would give it as much love he gave Jalieha. However more time he then would stay home, although not before the war was over.

[Jalieha]

Jalieha nodded. She was not pregnant. They had not had much luck in that area, and she doubted a child would be on the way anytime soon. She touched his face and looked at him kindly, “I was just soliciting, my love,” she whispered, “There is no child.”

She took a deep breath, and looked up at him with as much affection as she could gather at the present moment. She was guilty of love for him, and she’d do whatever possible to keep him alive, even if it meant her own life. She had much wisdom and could easily talk people out of things, like a witch but her husband was immune to that spell she could weave. She could not talk him out of anything.

She sat up and kissed him gently again. His rough, war worn skin grazing gently across her smooth milky white cheek, “If only…” she whispered lightly… so that barely he could hear. As to why, she whispered these words, she did not know.

[Malchior]

Malchior listened to what she said, thought slightly got disappointed when she told no child were coming. However still he looked at her, with great passion as he so dearly loved his wife. The look of her was an amazing beauty, which he could not take his eyes from. Still he laid on top of her, as she smoothly laid below him in pillows that covered them both. Softly his arms touched hers, moving up and down slowly as warm she felt. Hopefully they still had time to do what they wished, until his time came to leave. She surely was wise as she was kind, but seeing her sad made him feel awful.

When she whispered the few words into his ear, he understood what she wanted. It was a hint that maybe they could make a child, a child which would continue the line of their family if bad things would happen in war. Slowly he moved closer her neck, kissing as further his hands went on, making his wife feel loved and desire for pleasure.

[Jalieha]

Jalieha felt a wave of regret for the next few moments. By perhaps stating that having a child might make things different she had imposed a hope of having a child. She had longed for a child of her own for many years now, but for some reason the thought of conceiving this night, was depressing. In a way it would be like saying “send my husband away and let him die so that another can come into this world in his place” she could not condemn her husband to that. The moment he started lingering down the side of her neck, sending sweet kisses upon the soft skin there, in which she allowed for a few moments for the dire passion and loveliness soaked into her.

She slowly moved her hands to his chest, and lightly pushed on them. To let him know she did not want it, this night. She knew he did and it disappointed her so, however she could not face the thought of possibly conceiving this night, and sending her husband to war, and possible death in the next day or so. Her eyes were full of regret, for she wanted to please her husband in every aspect, but that sheer thought. If it was to happen, she’d never be able to live with that, for the rest of her life without her husband, her soul mate and her best friend. Her family.

[Malchior]

"You don't want?"Malchior spoke out curiously, not understanding why she pushed him away. Something was bothering her, which he saw easily in the way she looked at him. Close he still were, but doing nothing else then starring. His thoughts got clouded, confused by everything even soon he had to leave. Time went fast, which he did not want to happen. However worse it was to think what now would happen, would she decide to give up on him or just say the time was not right for any fun.

He could understand the reason why if she didn't want anything that included fun time to happen, although sad it would be to leave without any comfort with the person he loved. Perhaps she did it to keep the hope up, to make sure he had something to return to, that not all were over by just a war. A lot he loved his wife Jalieha, who he would fight for until death if a fate worse then death would appear.

[Jalieha]

She inhaled a sweet amount of air, her eyes had become distorted with slow forming tears, “You know I would do everything in my power to please you,” she said quietly, “Right now… I just don’t feel comfortable. I don’t know..,” she looked away and placed a hand upon her head. She was somehow disorientated from the whole concept of him leaving. It hit her pretty hard. Oh, she had to put up with it many times before. Yet, this time it hit her quite hard. Perhaps because she had thought they were once again safe, and were allowed together for a few more years at least.

After a few moments longer, a few aching moments of him looking down upon her and her attention diverted elsewhere, she looked back at him, “If it is what you want, I will give it to you. You know I will,” she said without any emotion attached, except the one of trying to satisfy him. She knew they only had a limited amount of time together, but something just diverted her from wanting this.

[Malchior]

"No, I do not wish it if your not willing....I just hoped, as this might be our last moment together."Malchior answered, watching his wife deeply into the eyes as both their for head leaned against each others. Knowing that the future would cause pain and death was something he did not like to think of, he was called for war as he were the General although he did by the cause of his family and friends, as well all those who lived in Persian land. He had to win, to make sure the people had something to look forward to. Malchior loved his wife, more then anything and therefor hoped victory could be achieved. He surely did not want to return in defeat, as that would change the world he knew.

Slightly he moved forward to kiss her, wanting her to know how much she meant to him as long their kiss lasted. With his hands on her cheek for a short moment as they made out, he sonly stopped and kept looking at Jalieha as more he had to say."I would have done everything for you my love, I love you."He said with a small whispering voice, watching her with a smile while he waited for her reply.

[Jalieha]

Jalieha watched the disappointment journey onto his face. She hated it. She hated the fact that she could cause anyone she loved such disappointment, and with the words that followed she knew she had practically done a disservice by telling him she did not wish to make love this night. She had always been open to her husband about what she wanted and what she did not, and they had both respected each others opinions and so forth for as long as they had been together. She let him kiss her, and she soaked into the warm feeling and tenderness it offered.

When they parted, and he spoke quiet words to her, she felt guilt rise like filthy bile rising in her stomach. Her eyes reached for his, in only a lover’s way, “I know you would,” she said, looking up at him, letting her eyes trace the beautiful features before her. The ones she wished to forever keep within her grasp, alas it could not be.