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This is the continuation of the novel Empyrian. Please make sure you've read chapters 1-20 before proceeding! Also, please, if you are reading the story, let me know what you think. There is LOTs more to come!! - Alice CHAPTER 21 Marta reversed their steps from earlier in the afternoon and they exited the same doors into the courtyard. They then entered the doors at the back of the palace Wahl had noticed earlier. This was an older part of the main palace and though there were a few retrofitted security stations, it largely looked as it had when it was built centuries prior. Wide stone staircases worn from use took them from floor to floor. The appointments were old and traditional, priceless no doubt. It was everything one might expect in a castle or palace. Marta took them a couple floors up and through a series of hallways. Without any windows, it was hard for Wahl to locate exactly where they were, but he knew it would be on the side of the palace away from the HQ building he was just in. Eventually they opened a door to a hallway that looked much more modern. Carpets, furnishings and even painted walls all gave the feel of something from at least this century. About halfway down the hall, they finally came to a beautiful oak door. The handle was made to look original but was clearly new. Marta turned the handle and pushed the door open into Wahl's new apartment. The door opened into a spacious foyer with marble floor that featured the seal of Virago inlayed in it. A large coat closet was to the right and there was a credenza opposite it in which stood a vase full of fresh flowers. A large mirror was above the credenza to allow one to make last minute adjustments to their look before heading out. Before they got any further, they heard heels clicking down the hallway and around the corner came Hanna. She gave Wahl an excited hug and told him to just wait until he saw the place. Through the foyer, the space opened into a large living room, the ceilings reaching up some twenty-five feet. There was a set of stairs in the back right heading up to the next floor and just past the foyer to the right a hallway led to the kitchen and dining area where Hanna had come from. Everything was modern and comfortable with bright colors. Hardwood floors were the predominate look, but accent rugs had been purposefully positioned here and there. Clearly a professional had come in, as everything seemed to match and fit, colors and textures perfectly. The living room had small fireplace and large TV above it. Various speakers were around the room suggesting an audio system. Large windows adorned the opposite walls and had a spectacular view back out over the town and surrounding hills. It would be an even better view on the second floor. Walking through the living room to the back wall, Hanna led the two to the stairs leading up to the next floor. The hardwood stairs had a carpet runner starting in the center of the first step, then ran up two more steps before it turned ninety degrees at the first landing and continued to the top and down the hall of the next level. It took a final small right turn at the end of the hall at the doors of the Master Suite which looked out over the living room. So as to not interrupt the sight lines, the second floor had a solid glass banister separating the stairs and hallway from the void, allowing a view back down to the living room. The upstairs had two bedrooms, a smaller guest room on the left at the top of the stairs with a full bath, and a large master bedroom, that opened through double doors, which also faced out over the first floor. Andreas pushed them open and walked in. The carpet runner ended here but the hardwood flooring continued into the room. There was a massive bed in front of him and a long chest of drawers to his right and opposite the bed. A seating area was arranged to the right surrounding a small fireplace. On the left side of the fireplace was a massive picture window and on the right side there were two French doors that led to a small balcony, again with a thick glass railing. In all, the room had a luxuriously comfortable and sophisticated d?cor. Everything from the overstuffed chairs to the linens seemed soft and inviting. A hint of fresh flowers wafted from the arrangement on the chest of drawers. On the left side of the bed was a door Hanna ushered him through that opened into a large master bath. A large rain shower and a separate tub which Andreas would have described as more akin to a swimming pool were the prominent features of the room with a double sink and mirror opposite them on the inside left wall just past a second door. This door, just inside the door of the bathroom, opened into a large walk in closet. Entering the closet, he was stunned. Hanna, who had not stopped talking since they had arrived, giving them the tour and explaining every feature of every room, was almost giddy when she brought them into the closet. The closet reminded Wahl more of a small clothing boutique. The carpet and walls were light in color making the room feel big and there were seemingly a million recessed lights all over lighting every square inch. There was even a small control panel which seemed to allow for any combination of the lights to be turned on or off. Perhaps the most obvious feature in the room was a center island, tall and wide, about up to his chest directly in the middle. The island had three rows of four drawers on two of its sides filled with everything from folded shirts to lingerie and underwear to work out clothes and more. Surrounding the room where a series of hanging racks and shelves with three full-length mirrors interspersed. One whole column of shelves had nothing but shoes. Another rack was dedicated to gowns, perhaps ten of them several he recongnized from the night he had gone to the palace. Yet another had just blouses over top a row of skirts and still another had the various military uniforms like he had on now, neatly in a row. Directly to the back past the island was another cubby with a mirror on top and a row of small drawers filled with accessories and jewelry. Scarves, gloves, belts, hair accessories and more were all stocked in need order. The high shelves even had a few women's hats. A pair of plush wide seats sat either side of the island, perpendicular from the drawers and had accented throw pillows on them, perfect for putting on hose or shoes Hanna assured him. Hanna explained that she had spent much of the last 36 hours getting the apartment ready and in particular, arranging the closet. The Empress herself had walked through earlier in the day and given her blessing. The final piece she showed them was the built-in vanity just in the closet on the right, which she had personally stocked with make-up, lotions and perfumes. A series of lights surrounded a good-sized mirror and another smaller magnifying mirror stood on a pedestal on top the vanity. "Well, I guess this will do," said Wahl nonchalantly, sarcastically. Hanna started giggling, she couldn't be happier with how it had turned out. She looked at her watch and said it was time to get to work. Marta excused herself to the first floor and Hanna had Wahl undress. She had him take everything off. She pulled open a drawer in the center island and pulled out a pair of deep red satin panties with embroidered detail. They looked expensive. While he still had his manhood, she had only put brief cut underwear in the drawers. She then pulled a gorgeous silk kimono from one of the racks and held it while he put his arms through. He tied it around him, feeling the soft fabric envelop his new body, while she brought him a pair of slippers from one of the shoe racks. She then pulled the chair out from the vanity and had him sit. Hanna unpinned the bun in his hair and let it fall to its full length. She brushed it a few times and it sat nicely. This was really the first time all day he had had a chance to examine himself in the mirror. Hanna put her hands on his soft shoulders while he brought his own hands up to his face. It was remarkable, the transformation. While he could definitely see himself in his new reflection, there really was no hint of masculinity in any of his features. It was as though he had a much better-looking twin sister and she was staring back at him. Hanna again told him how beautiful he was and told him how much the Empress looked forward to seeing him tonight. "Well, this is big night for us then. Make me look my best Hanna," he told her and reaching up to her hand on his right shoulder, put his hand on hers. "That won't be hard at all, Andreas!" she said with an enthusiasm that was infectious. Since his hair was shoulder length, they debated a few styles. Andreas was not used to long hair but at her suggestion, they decide to take a straightener to it for a sophisticated look. Hanna brushed through some product to protect his hair then parted it just to his right side of center and brushed the hair to either side of the part. She then sprayed it to help keep it in place. The look was dazzling on him. Hanna next went to the jewelry drawer and extracted a pair of dangling diamond earrings. She replaced the studs he was wearing into a box on the vanity and let him hook the earrings in. They felt heavier since the weight was now pulling on the lobe, but he liked the look. Next was make-up. She moisturized his skin and put on a light foundation, telling him she didn't need to do much with his now soft and flawless skin. Given the dress she had picked out, she suggested again a dark and smoldering look for the eyes. It would play well with the sophisticated look they were putting together, she explained, and set about her work. Hanna had already worked on his brows that morning, so she only penciled in the brow for effect. She expertly worked in liner, mascara and with a small brush, multiple shades of shadow until she had the look she wanted. There was just a hint of sparkle in the shadow and the green in his eyes seem to pop out. She finished the eyes and then put some color on his checks. She outlined his lips in a deep and dark red and then let him fill in the rest with lipstick while she watched giving pointers. This was not long last, she reminded him. He would need to reapply it, likely after dinner. When Andreas was done, she had him stand up again and put on another pair of shape wear briefs over the panties to help constrain his genitals. Somehow, these matched the color of the panties perfectly. He considered tucking everything under but knew from experimenting over the years that it would likely prove to be uncomfortable for an entire evening, especially if he became aroused. The shape wear briefs weren't perfect but would prove to do the job well enough to not ruin the look of a dress. Once done, they moved over to the hanging racks where the gowns were. "Are all these dresses for me to wear for Empress Viktoria?" he asked. "Well of course!" she said somewhat flummoxed. "What do you think, we just sit around and dress up all the time? This is the only reason these are here. Three quarters of this closet wouldn't need to be here if it weren't for her Majesty. She wants you to look your best for her." "She wouldn't say, and I wouldn't ask, of course, but she seems to feel tonight is important and insisted we find the perfect gown for you! She likes a little decorum in court, too, so we needed to go formal," she added. Hanna felt there were only four choices for this evening, as she still wanted him to feel comfortable. Several of the gowns were strapless or had corseted bodices which she thought would be better suited for him once he was more accustomed to wearing long dresses. There were certain adjustments that needed to be made throughout and evening and she didn't want him to have to worry about that tonight. In the end, they settled on Hanna's first choice, a floor length dark red wine colored sequined gown that hugged his new body. It was long sleeved with square shoulders and had a deep d?collet? that plunged all the way to just above his navel. There was a matching satin faux belt with a subtle rhinestone buckle in the front at his waistline that the V-neck seemed to just touch. The dress rounded at the hips and the skirt flowed and ran down to the floor and then some. Since there was a bit of a train, the dress had no slit, so Hanna reminded him to take measured steps and to walk slowly. Hanna picked a matching set of sandal heels like the other night and had him sit at one of the benches to put them on. He closed the clasps and stood up walking back over to Hanna. He then put his hand on Hanna's shoulder as he stepped into the dress. She carefully pulled it up, helping his arms through the sleeves and then pulled the back zipper all the way up to the back of his neck. The dress was heavy but fit superbly. She told him that tonight was meant to be cooler, thanks to the nearby mountains, so he shouldn't be too warm in this dress. His d?colletage seemed to not open too broadly when he moved but Hanna found a few pieces of two-sided tape just to make sure. The lengths he now had to go to create a look were mind boggling to him. "Tape!" he thought to himself. "I'm wearing tape to keep from exposing my new boobs. My how things have changed." The nail color she had chosen this morning matched perfectly the dress, as did the panties. It was clear that although Hanna was asking for his input, she had everything planned out ahead, perhaps with her Majesty's direct approval. This was a 'no-joke' of a dress, and in no way casual, telling Andreas that it had been picked for a reason. Hanna's last bit of work were to select a clutch purse for him from one of the drawers on the back side of the center island and fill it with the proper contents and then to help him select a perfume from the vanity. There were three to choose from and they selected a fragrance with notes of citrus and exotic flowers. Hanna showed him how to turn the bottle so that the glass stopper took on the perfume then pull the stopper out and brush it on each wrist like last time, which he rubbed together and then brought up to his neck just under each ear. She then took the bottle, did the same thing and ran the glass stopper once between his breasts on his bare chest. She gave him a wink. They stepped to the full-length mirror. "I am stunned Andreas. I simply do not have words for how gorgeous you look tonight!" she exclaimed. He felt both amazing and self-conscious. Where was he supposed to put his hands? "Just let them hang naturally or let one hand lightly grab the fingers of the other. You'll want them free to manage the hem of your dress if you're on your feet so make sure you aren't holding more than a glass in your hand if you have to move around," she said, giving him a pro tip. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, at the woman he had become, and didn't recognize himself. He saw only a gorgeous, sexy, and he thought, powerful woman. And he liked it. He no longer wanted to be Andreas. It was time to let him go and assume her new role and life. She was a woman now, for all intent and purposes. And she realized there in her reflection, that she had always dreamed of being this woman. At that, she smiled. CHAPTER 22 It was now early evening, and Hanna explained that Marta would take her over to the Royal Apartments. She would be able to see her sister Valencia and have dinner with Valencia and her Majesty the Empress. The General would not be joining them. Marta met Andreas at the bottom of the stairs, marveling at her the whole way down. Andreas had grabbed her dress at the bottom and pulled it up so that she would not trip on the stairs. She found she could take almost a full stride in the dress when she walked but was still careful. She would need to pull the dress up slightly as they walked to the Royal Apartments. Marta took her out of her apartment and turned left down the part of the hall she had not yet been. They came to a door at the end of the hall, which she reckoned was about where her apartment ended. Once they opened the door, they found a member of the royal guard stationed on the other side of it. Marta introduced Andreas to the guard so that she would know her whenever she passed. Introductions done, they continued on down the wide corridor, the end of which had two more guards. Marta explained that her apartment and the Empress's were quite close. This was one of the non- descript private entrances to the Royal Apartment and the one her Majesty wanted Andreas to use from now on. "She wants me to just pop in?" he asked quietly to Marta. She didn't answer but smiled at him. As they approached the two guards, Andreas felt them eyeing her, not like in the past when he had been a security threat. They were checking her out. She felt almost flattered. This was a new sensation she thought she could get used to. Her confidence bolstered; they were let through the private door with a swipe of Marta's badge. This was a much less grand entrance into the Royal Apartments. A very small entrance hall greeted them, and it connected to another small corridor off to the right that emerged into the great hall through yet another door. Once through, Andreas found she was on the side of the grand stairwell facing the doorway and foyer she had come through the other night. The butler was waiting for them and met them by the foot of the stairs, clearly alerted by the guards at the back door. Andreas recognized Brigit from the other evening and gave her a warm hello. Brigit half bowed and told them they were expected in the drawing room. She made a special point to tell Andreas how worried she had been for her these last two days and again, how happy she was to see her. She implored Andreas to ask her for anything she might need, anything at all and then turned to lead her down the hall. Noticing a quizzical look on Andreas's face, Marta remind her that Brigit was also in the room the other evening and was similarly affected by the, ah, event. "Ah, that makes more sense then," Andreas replied. Marta then wished her a good evening and without much more, turned and went back through the corridor they had just come. She had a long night of sleeping ahead of her. Brigit, waited for Andreas halfway down the grand hallway and then walked her to the same receiving room they had been in the first night. Sitting, facing the fireplace she could just make out the back of a woman's head, her blonde hair styled in the back. Brigit walked her into the room and announced her. The woman put her glass on the table in front of her, stood up and turned. It was his sister Valencia. CHAPTER 23 Valencia stepped from around the side of the couch and Andreas could see her whole outfit. She wore a pink, sleeveless V-neck gown of silk faille with full skirt and flower paillette embroidery across the front giving the fabric some additional texture. The fitted bodice was simple and the hem swept the floor as she moved. There was a pronounced bow in the back just where the V-neck came down to the small of her back. Above her right ear, her blonde hair was pulled back and lightly pinned, with the rest of her long hair failing in curls down past her left shoulder. She looked like she could be a model. She had certainly grown into herself from the gangly 17-year-old Andreas remembered. She walked all the way up to Valencia and they lingered a moment to take each other in. Not a word was spoken. A tear ran down Valencia's cheek and she stepped forward and gave Andreas a big hug. Her sister had arrived at long last. They hugged for a long while without speaking. Finally, they broke apart and had their first conversation in more than a dozen years. Brigit brought Andreas a glass of wine and they sat on the couch and talked for close to an hour. Andreas was incredibly happy to be with her; it was as though everything were aligning. She was, of course, astounded at the transformation that had taken place with her brother and they talked about the events of two nights before. Valencia recounted how she had just walked in the room and was moving toward Marta when some sort of feeling came over her. There was a bright flash of a light and she woke up in her bed upstairs. She hurt all over, really more of an ache, but her body had been altered in some ways. Most were subtle, but some, like her abdominal muscles were stark. She was shocked, but pleasantly so, by the transformation. Andreas knew exactly what she meant. She told Valencia all about the last week, though perhaps being a little vague on the details of the various sexual acts she had performed. She described what it was like to awaken in a new body, the oddness of having breasts for the first time and long hair. But she also explained how excited she was to finally be the woman she now knew she had always wanted to be. Valencia let the tears role down her face and hugged her sister. Both women cried in fact, tears of joy. Thankfully there was a cocktail napkin close by to sop up the tears before they did any real damage to their makeup. Brigit finally came in through the door from the living room and interrupted them. She announced the Empress Viktoria, who then walked into the drawing room. Her Majesty wore a blue and white, strapless, floor length gown cut from a beautiful floral-printed organza. The fitted bodice extended past the waist into a full ball skirt in the back with a train hem. The skirt was open in the front, however, showing off her incredible legs. She wore a pair of smooth knickers that matched the dress and hid her panties underneath. It was the perfect skirt for summer nights, full in body, long in the back, but open and airy in the front. Clearly she wasn?t worried about it being a cooler night, Andreas thought. Her dark hair was up in an elaborate up do and she was adorned with royal jewelry, a stunning diamond and sapphire choker necklace and matching drop earrings. It was as though the sapphires had formed for millennia simply to be worn with this dress on her neck. She also had on a sapphire encrusted cuff bracelet. Her make-up was flawless and featured a distinctive, scintillating eye, light rouge and an almost nude lip. Andreas was struck again by her beauty, enthralled by it. She seemed to notice all the intricate parts of Viktoria?s face, her eyes and her smile. The Empress seemed to take her in in return. Andreas felt the blood rush to her head and cheeks and a pounding in her ears. She could again feel the Empyrian flowing from the Empress, weaving its path directly to Andreas, connecting them as it had before, stronger this time. Viktoria felt it too and smiled knowingly. "I trust you two have had enough time to catch up," her Majesty asked. "I can only wait so long!" she exclaimed with a huge smile. They both curtsied to the Empress saying in unison "your Grace." "Well now, I know you haven?t even begun to get reacquainted, but it is time for dinner, or so says my stomach. Valencia, would you mind terribly heading through to the dining room and seeing how the arrangements are coming, please," Empress Viktoria asked. "Of course, your Majesty," Valencia said. This of course was Brigit?s responsibility, but she understood the Empress wanted a moment alone with her now sister. She had been insistent all day that this evening be perfect. The entire staff was put on notice. It was, of course, overkill considering there were just three of them having dinner. The staff could probably prepare the evenings meal in their sleep, but the fact that the Empress was so insistent belied her newfound interest in Andreas. Both had felt something special the other night, something the Empyrian had placed in them. It was either infatuation or love...or both. Valencia curtsied again and walked out. The Empress stared after her. "Lovely, isn?t she?" said Viktoria. "Yes, your Majesty," she replied. "She always was. I suppose I was always a little jealous," she said smiling, only half joking. "My dear Andreas," she said in her cooing voice, turning to her and stepping close. She was still several inches taller and looked down into Andreas?s eyes. "Tonight, in that dress," she continued, moving still closer until she was right up to her face "you have nothing to be jealous of." The Empress leaned in and kissed her, first gently and then deeply. She broke away slowly, still close, staring into Andreas? eyes and gently pushing Andreas? hair behind her ear. "I have been waiting all day to see you, my dear. In fact, I haven?t been able to get you off my mind since the other night. You left quite a, ah, impression," she said, letting the words linger as she studied Andreas?s green eyes. Andreas was sort of lost in a dreamy moment, still coming down from the kiss. Finally, Viktoria broke away. "And may I just say, you look beyond lovely tonight. Your dress is as stunning as you are. I may need to give Hanna a medal." "Your Majesty," Andreas said softly, blood pooling in her cheeks. "I couldn?t stop thinking of you either. I was so worried I had done something wrong. You don?t know how relieved I am that you are ok and that I haven?t ruined everything." "Just the opposite ch?re," she said. She leaned in and kissed Andreas again. She put her arms around the Empress?s back and up to her shoulders, careful not to disrupt her dress, hair or jewelry. She kissed the Empress back fully and passionately. Andreas wanted to stay locked in her arms for the rest of the night. When finally, they finished Andreas again looked deeply into her eyes, arms still around her. The both felt the strong bond the Empyrian instilled in them. "I?m so glad you like this dress. I wanted to look perfect for you tonight," she said truthfully. "Also, Hanna is a miracle worker let?s face it," she added, not able to help herself. "Nonsense, you?d look good in a burlap sack. We are going to have such fun you and I..." she trailed off, again inspecting Andreas?s hair, lost in thought. She snapped back in to the present and stepped back grabbing Andreas?s hand as she did. "Now, in deference to the fact that you have family present," she said, turning and walking to a mirror and inspecting her lips, "please take me through to the dining room so that we may eat before I devour you." She gently wiped away any signs of Andrea?s lipstick, then turned back to her motioning for her to come over. She brought her arm around and through Andreas?s arm and the two walked across the drawing room and into the great hall. Soon they joined Valencia in the dining room. The dining room was massive by normal home comparison, but much more intimate compared to the palace?s main dining room. Three place settings were set at one end of the table, the Empress at the head, Andreas to her right and Valencia to her left. Andreas was giddy with happiness, though she maintained her composure well. When the Empress let go of Andreas to move toward the table, Valencia took that moment to quietly remove a smudge of lipstick from Andreas?s lower lip, the result of her run in with her Majesty?s lips. Andreas blushed a bit, but Valencia gave her a big smile and another hug of approval and love. It also served as a form of misdirection for the make-up save she had just performed in case her Majesty was watching. What are sisters for she said with her eyes? The dinner was exquisite. They talked for several hours as if they were old friends, the Empress seeming to enjoy herself more than normal. She and Andreas couldn?t take their eyes off each other and Valencia knew as desert drew to an end it was time to find a discrete excuse to leave them for the evening. She knew she would be working closely with her sister for the foreseeable future, so she wanted the Empress to have her time. When the Empress was chatting with Brigit, Valencia made a motion for Andreas to reapply her lipstick. With a wink, Andreas casually reached over to her clutch, extract a compact and the tube of lipstick and reapplied as if she had been doing this her entire adult life. Valencia, said a few words to the Empress to get her attention, while she did. She then asked her Majesty if she might be permitted to make a toast, which her Majesty quickly agreed to. "To Virago?s victory, and to my sister?s place in her success!" she exclaimed lifting up the glass still higher "Here, here!" exclaimed the Empress and she placed her hand on Andreas?s giving a nice squeeze. "To your new-found place in our empire!" The three clinked glasses and each took a sip. "Your Majesty?s hospitality has been very generous this evening, but may I be allowed to retire for the evening and prepare for tomorrow?s meetings?" Valencia asked, giving a small knowing look to the Empress. "Ah...very well, if you must," the Empress sighed and gave her a wink. "It was such a wonderful evening watching you two getting reacquainted. There is much more where that came from, I?m sure." "Yes, your Grace. And thank you again for including me this evening. It is always special to be here with you," she replied. Valencia rose from the table as did the other two. She waited until Brigit had pulled the Empress?s chair away before she gave her Majesty a proper curtsy followed by a hug and a kiss on both cheeks. It was a testament to how close the two women were that she could show such overt and genuine fondness. She then gave a big hug to Andreas and whispered "good luck" in her ear. She walked out into the great hall and ascended the grand staircase, turning left at the landing and continuing up to the second floor and to her room down the hall. The Empress and Andreas walked into the great hall and watched her head up the stairs. "I suppose it is getting late, your Majesty. Shall I leave you to run the country?" she said, a bit of a sparkle in her eye. "Brigit," the Empress called out. The butler rounded the table and stepped into the great hall. "Can you have two glasses of that wonderful liqueur brought up to my sitting room?" "Certainly, your Majesty. Right away" came the response. "Thank you," she said and then turned to face Andreas. "Now my dear, why don?t we take some time to talk a little more now that we are alone?" she asked. She leaned down and kissed her again, leaving no doubt as to what she might like to discuss. "Certainly, as you wish your Majesty," she whispered back then broke into a broad smile. "While we are alone, I?ll permit you to call me Viktoria. Now, let me show you where we are going." The Empress took Andreas?s left hand, careful not to dislodge the clutch under her arm and started toward the stairs. Andreas reached down with her right hand and pulled up the train of her sequined dress so that she wouldn?t step on it on the stairs and together they walked slowly and carefully up the grand staircase, turning to the right at the landing and then up to the top. They then turned left and entered the Empress?s chambers. There was a hallway past the door that lead to another doorway, currently open, and then into her massive bedroom. The right side of the room turned around to a large seating area with soft overstuffed couches, large comfortable chairs, hidden electronics and a beautiful view out to the mountains. She pulled Andreas into the room by her hand and stopped at one of the couches. She turned and kissed her again, deeply. Andreas loved the feel of their two dresses between them and their bosoms touching. He collected his thoughts and sent a little wave of pleasure to her Majesty. "Mmm, now be careful with that," she said softly. "You know what happened last time." They heard footsteps down the front hall and before long, Brigit came in with a tray, a warm brown bottle of liqueur, two glasses, some nuts and some dark chocolates. She placed them on the table while the Empress unapologetically wiped lipstick smudges from Andreas?s lower lip with her thumb. Brigit asked if there was anything else her Majesty might need. "That will be all for this evening Brigit, thank you. Dinner was wonderful, please tell the staff I am grateful for their efforts this evening." Brigit said she would and gave her a genuine smile before bidding her good night. At last they were alone. CHAPTER 23 She told Andreas to sit while she poured them each a small glass of the liqueur. A quiet toast, a soft clink of the glass and the first of amber liquid slid down their throats. Viktoria sat in the corner of the coach and beckoned Andreas to slide close to her and lay back against her. She draped her long arm over Andreas?s right shoulder and let it lay on her chest lightly. Andreas was in heaven. She had never felt so good with someone before and this night had already been magical. They sipped the liqueur and rested. Viktoria put her hand on Andreas?s heart. She could feel the pulse, not relaxed but running quickly. "You?re not relaxed, ch?re? Are you nervous about something?" she asked. "Like being alone with the future leader of the world? Or having an impossible crush on the Empress of the realm?" She took Viktoria?s hand and nuzzled and kissed it, hoping she hadn?t said too much. She continued, "Yes, it is possible I might be a little out of sorts. This whole week has just been a whirlwind, it?s hard to get my senses straight." She paused, and then said softly, "All I know is I just want to be here with you." There was a desperate quality to her own voice she noted. She didn?t just want to be with Viktoria, she needed to be with her. Was this the lasting effect of the Empyrian wave that washed through them all the other night? She couldn?t see Viktoria?s face to know how she reacted and a twinge of nervousness shattered her calm. "Oh, my goodness," she said, sitting up, suddenly realizing again where she was. "I forget myself, your Majesty, forgive my casualness," she apologized. "Don?t be silly, Andreas. It is just us and I invited you. I understand, ch?re. Sit back now," Viktoria said, again using a pet name for Andreas and still holding her hand. "This must all be craziness to you. I must admit, it is crazy to me. I know what you are feeling though, because it sits in my heart as well. I am totally engulfed by you. I would go to great lengths to make certain you are by my side and I only laid eyes on you 48 hours ago. My security team is having a conniption right now that I am alone with you." "But this is what the Empyrian does. This is how it sometimes connects two people, deeply, emotionally, and spiritually. It has shown us that we belong together. It would also seem to prove Catrine?s premonitions correct. This is part of what she was trying to tell you in your dreams Andreas," she said. Andreas craned her neck back and to the left to look up into her eyes. "I know we need to wait until the Solstice, but I want to let the old me go now. Since I woke up this morning, I don?t really feel like him anymore. I don?t feel like Andreas. You?ve given me a whole new future and I want to give up the part of me that was and dedicate everything to this new path. I can?t explain it, but it just feels like I?ve been waiting my whole life for this and now I?m here. I?m ready to move forward," she said. "Patience, Andreas. It will be time soon enough," Viktoria replied. "I don?t want that name anymore. It's a man?s name and I am not a man anymore," she said almost miserably. "That is easily corrected, my dear. Your mother and I communicated on that very topic and a name was chosen for you if you will take it. Hence forth, you should be known as Astrid. It means 'Divine Beauty.' Certainly, you were brought to me from the heavens. We can call you Asta for short if you like." "I like that name very much your Majesty. Astrid. Asta," she said, repeating it to herself to get used to it. Viktoria pulled her close to her body and Asta rested her weight against her. They each sat there, sipping their drink. Asta let Viktoria rest her hand on her chest and enjoyed being in her arms. She allowed herself to relax, to feel comfortable laying in Viktoria?s arms and it made her happy. Viktoria felt her relax and took that moment to gently slide her hand through the low cut V-neck of Andreas? dress, gently unsticking the tape and caress her left breast. There was a kind of electricity to her touch it and it made Asta warm all over. She let Viktoria continue to massage it until she needed to sit up. Asta slowly sat up and put her glass back on the table. "Forgive me your Majesty, I was so lost in this wonderful moment, I forgot why we came up here." She gave the Empress a devious grin and then grabbed one of the throw pillows and put it on the floor and then careful of her dress, slowly kneeled on top of the pillow. She wiggled in-between Viktoria?s legs and slowly kissed the inside of her thighs. Asta ran her hands up Viktoria?s legs taking a hold of the dress?s knickers. Slowly, delicately, she tugged at them until they came loose, then slid them down the Empress?s long legs removing them. Before she proceeded again to the panties, she sent a little wave of arousal to her Majesty. Viktoria gave a soft moan and leaned her head back closing her eyes. A warm and confident feeling came over Asta and she knew it was a small show of Viktoria?s powers aimed back at her. Bolstered, Asta then removed Viktoria?s baby blue satin and lace panties. Viktoria slid down in the couch and spread her legs to expose her sex more fully. She put one leg on the table in front of them and one up on the couch cushion leaving Asta with easy access to her moist heat. Asta reached back to her clutch and pulled out the lipstick tube, leaving Viktoria exposed and yearning. Viktoria picked her head up to see what was taking so long. Asta sent a little pleasure wave over to her while she made a show of looking into the compact mirror and slowly, seductively applying her lipstick. As she turned the tube to have the lipstick retreat back into its housing, she sent another wave of pleasure, this one full and powerful. It caught Viktoria?s breath. She looked at Asta hungrily, urging her to move to her wetness with haste but not saying a word. Slowly Asta nuzzled her way up Viktoria?s thigh all the way to the end as she had done two nights previous. When she got close to Viktoria?s moist lips, she made a point to kiss around her clean-shaven sex, leaving a sort of trail of color with her fresh lipstick commemorating her march toward her Majesty?s labia. As she had the other night, she eased open her partner?s lips, and, licking her right thumb, placed it on Viktoria?s now encouraged clitoris. She sent another wave of pleasure to Viktoria, careful not to go to the maximum as she had. Even still Asta could sense Viktoria was close to the edge of climax. Asta then plunged her tongue deep into her sex and licked and sucked her Empress to her first orgasm. Thanks to her power, three more followed in quick succession, until Viktoria begged her to stop. Each time the stars of the Empyrian danced around Asta?s vision. She leaned back, bringing her head up to regard the Empress. Viktoria was breathing quickly and trying to fan herself with one hand. She was hot and flushed. "We need to get out of these dresses. Now! Help me up," she said. Asta giggled, trying but failing to get to her own feet in her long dress. She abandoned that plan and instead reached out from her kneeling position on the floor and pulled her Majesty forward. Viktoria found her feet and rose, legs to either side of Asta then gently helped Asta to her feet. They stepped out and away from the couch and Viktoria took another long look at Asta before taking her hand. "That dress! God in heaven, I love that dress on you. It makes me want to fuck you just looking at it," she said kissing her deeply before pulling Asta hurriedly toward the bedroom. The furnishings in the bedroom where soft and comfortable. Two plush chairs in soft cream colors sat by a fireplace directly in line with the foot of the bed. Viktoria led Asta to the bed and turned around to face her. She held her in her arms and kissed her again passionately. She then sat on a plush long bench at the foot of the bed and had Asta give her each foot. She undid the straps to Asta?s heels and freed her feet. Viktoria stood up, now easily six inches taller than Asta. She wanted Asta to see the size differential and the power she had over her physically. She grabbed Asta by the waist with her long arms and bent down kissing her again. Asta made a point to reach up and put her arms around Viktoria neck to kiss her, rather than around her waist as Andreas had been accustomed to embracing. It was scintillating and felt very feminine to her and she felt suddenly small in her lover?s arms. She also felt incredibly protected. It occurred to her that she had never had to look up to kiss someone before. Viktoria slowly pulled away and, looking into Asta?s eyes, kicked off her own heels. There was a mix of intensity and control in Viktoria?s passionate gaze and Asta liked that she was at the mercy of another. "Turn around," Viktoria commanded. Asta did as she was told, pulling her hair around to the front as she did and soon felt Viktoria?s hands slowing pulling down the zipper to her dress. Asta gave a small tug at each of her sleeves and soon the heavy sequin dress fell away from her with a satisfying shimmering whump sound. She turned back around, with only her panties and the shaper keeping her genitalia hidden. Viktoria kissed her again and then quickly leaned down and kissed her breast. An electric wave shot through her. Viktoria sucked on the breast than gave it a gentle bite with her teeth. Asta let out an audible "gasp" and then pulled away. "Wooo..." she gushed. It was her turn to fan herself as the sex flush ran through her. "Any more of that and we won?t make it to the solstice! Whew..." She exhaled again. Viktoria was on the prowl though. She came to her again and kissed her hard. Asta reached behind her, found the zipper to her Majesty?s dress and gently but firmly pulled the zipper down. Viktoria gave a little wiggle and the dress fell away leaving her there in only a strapless bra. Before Asta could move, Viktoria deftly unclasped it and threw it into the room exposing her wonderful royal breasts to Asta fully. She pulled Asta around to the side of the bed and practically threw her on it then climbed on top of her. She carefully pulled out Asta?s earring and put them on the side table. They kissed and rubbed for some time. Asta reached her finger down and found the Empress?s sex again. She manipulated her clitoris side to side and then would plunge her two middle fingers deep into her vagina. She kept sending waves of pleasure through her and felt her cum on her fingers. She removed her digits and brought them to her mouth sucking in Viktoria?s juices while she watched. Asta could feel how turned on that made Viktoria; she was at a simmering boil. Finally wanting more, Viktoria again slid up and crouched over Asta?s face. Asta again swirled her tongue deftly around the Empress?s sex for some time until Viktoria cried out in pleasure. She knew if she wasn?t careful the lovemaking would go too far and she risked giving in well before the Solstice so she used her powers to quell her own arousal. After a while, she decided to give Viktoria another maximum dose of Empyrian energy, everything she had, like the other night. She summoned her focus and released the energy wave. Again there was a blinding light and again she lost consciousness. ***** She was naked in bed, but she wasn?t sure where she was. The lights were blurry, someone was moving through her vision. She sat up trying to shake the cobwebs. She wasn?t hung-over, but she didn?t feel good either. She turned to look at the other side of the bed with the assumption that someone else might be there. She was. Viktoria lay asleep on her back, mere inches from her. A sudden relief washed over her. My name is Asta now, she remembered. The events of the evening before came flooding back to her and she smiled. She crawled over to the Empress and put her head on her shoulder snuggling. She wove her almost naked body through hers and fell back asleep. The next time she awoke, Viktoria was stroking her hair. It felt nice and she felt safe. "Good morning," she said to Asta. "Good morning, your Majesty" Asta said sleepily and sat up. Viktoria leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. "This is already the best morning I?ve had in ages," Viktoria said, stroking her hair out of her face. "How do you feel?" she asked, a sudden concern coming over her face. Asta put her hand on her head and looked around. "Not bad, your Majesty," came the reply. "None of that while we?re in bed naked together," she said. A grin came over her face. "I prefer to be addressed as ?your imperial sexiness.?" "Well, at least that would be accurate." Asta leaned back over and kissed her deeply again. Viktora reached over and lightly grabbed a handful of Asta?s breast, stroking her nipple with her thumb as she did. Asta closed her eyes as a wonderful sensual feeling filled her chest. "And how are my lovelies this morning" Viktoria asked referring to Asta?s bosoms. "Mmm..." was all Asta could reply before she sent a wave of pleasure to Viktoria. "Oh, my," Viktoria let out, her voice turning desirous. "How about one more time?" "As you wish your imperial sexiness..."