Chapter 11: I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your questionnaire, Valereia.

Neither of us was capable of responding to such a longwinded and technically worded question.

Dya and I looked at each other in silence, trying to puzzle together the meaning of what Val just asked.

The princess asked without a hint of mischief in her voice:

''Can you be less fancypants in asking your questions, Val?''

Val was now completely livid.

She walked up to the footboard of the Guest's Bed. And grabbed the bed, digging her polished nails into the laquered wood.

Val was now at her breaking point, as she was visibly shaking. She took a deep breath and started screaming at us from the top of her lungs.

''DID THE TWO OF YOU FUCK LAST NIGHT?!

DID HEIRO ORGASM INSIDE YOUR VAGINA, PRINCESS DYAMAETREIA?!

WERE YOU FUCKING EACH OTHER LIKE TWO RABID DOGS IN HEAT??

WAS THEIR ANY PROTECTION INVOLVED?

DID YOU BLOW A MASSIVE LOAD OF YOUR SPERM INSIDE THE PRINCESS HER TIGHT, WET, MOIST BREEDING CABIN, HEIRO?!!''

Val was not having it any more, she was slamming the bed against the wall in what could be described as a complete mental breakdown.

Dya and I clung to each other for dear life.

I was completely mindblown by the unrelenting response of the Priestess, who was now pounding the bed against the wall as hard and as fast as she could.

"LIKE THIS, RIDING HIS COCK FAST AND HARD WITH ALL THE FORCE THAT YOUR HORMONAL BODY COULD MUSTER, WITH YOUR FINGERS BURIED DEEP INTO THE PILLOWS AND YOUR BREATH RAGGED FROM EXHAUSTION, SWEAT POURING FROM YOUR PORES WHILE YOUR VAGINAL WALLS CLENCHED AROUND HIS BIG FAT COCK AS YOU REACHED THE MOST INTENSE AND POWERFUL ORGASM OF YOUR SIXTEEN YEAR OLD LIFE, DYAMAETREIA DOLOVIA???''

She stopped slamming the bed against the wall, giving us time to recover from the human induced local earthquake. My ears were ringing from the loud noises and lingering hangover.

Dya was now completely wrapped around my torso with both arms and legs like a baby monkey, it was very cute, Val however, was fuming.

And we had to give an acceptable response.

''Val.. We did not have any form of penetrative sex last night. I fell asleep because I was drunk and tired. I did not have an orgasm inside the vagina of the princess, nor in any other cavity of her body.''

I looked at Dya, who formed a catlike grin from ear to ear. I looked at Valereia, who was now clinging to the bedframe, trying not to collapse from exhaustion and relief.

There was an awkward silence, except for the chandelier which was softly clinging its crystal decorations against each other.

I tried to change the subject before we had to deal with the aftermath of this incomprehensible situation.

''You are sixteen, Dya? Really? You don't look like it.''

Dya blinked at me and tried to answer my out of the field question.

"YES I DO! YOU ARE THE ONE THAT IS WEIRD, LORD FIFTEEN YEARS OLD!

YOU RESEMBLE A GUY OF SEVENTEEN AT LEAST!''

I was completely shocked by this answer and looked at Dya. She really seemed to be genuine in her response.

I was not having any of this, so I did what anyone my age would have done; I started to scream back!

''NO, I DO NOT LOOK LIKE SEVENTEEN! I DON'T EVEN LOOK LIKE A FIFTEEN YEAR OLD!

IN MY WORLD MOST PEOPLE THINK THAT I AM FOURTEEN WHILE I WILL BECOME SIXTEEN IN LESS THAN TWO MONTHS! YOU LOOK LIKE YOU ARE FOURTEEN AT LEAST!

VAL! EXPLAIN THIS TO ME NOW!!''

Dya was now completely silent. Never in her life did she witness such an outburst against her from a hero. She looked at me and could only say:

''You really look like seventeen..''

And she started to pout.

''And I do not look like a fourteen year old!''

She crossed her arms over her naked chest, pushing up her bossom to make a statement. And she looked away arrogantly.

Val started to laugh now. Laughing loudly at that; she laughed at the top of her lungs, clinging to the bedframe. Almost falling over onto the bed.

She gave in to the softness of the bed. And sat down upon the matress, grabbing a pillow and laid it on her lap.

After she made herself comfortable enough she asked me:

''Heiro, how old do you think I am?''

I looked at her, she must have been no older then 23. But I know how women are about their age, so I played it safe and said 22.

She smiled endearingly at me.

''Even though I must look very tired right now, you say 22?''.

I nodded.

''I would give you 24 at worst, and that would be considdered to be insulting to most women in my world.''

The Priestess came over to me, and told me that she was almost 26. I could not believe it; she did not look that way.

''How is this possible?''

I looked around the room, searching for a mirror. I found one standing near the clothing drawers. I still looked like a 15 year old boy, and a rather young looking one at that.

I surely did not look 17.

''How many days are there in a year in your world, Heiro?''

I immediatly answered; three hundred and sixty five days with an extra day every four years.

Dya was shocked by this, Val was not.

''In our calender a year only has 322 days, with no extra days in any year. That is why you look like a 17 year old to us. And Dya like a 14 year old to you, even though she became 16 recently.

And you are almost 18, Heiro.''

I tried to do the math in my head, but the numbers were spinning like a carrousel in my head. I crashed down on the bed.

Dya was starting to understand that being sixteen in her world is not the same as being sixteen in my world.

Val told us that breakfast will be ready in almost thirty minutes.

Dya grabbed my hand playfully and rested her head on my chest. She looked me in the eyes and told me:

"Well, now that we have that out of the way.. We know that we can get married a lot sooner then expected., my almost 18 year old hero.''

She leant in and kissed me on the lips. I sighed and returned the kiss with passion. After an intense make out session the Princess nibbled on my ear and said:

''We have less than half an hour. And I can't leave the bed while I am like this.''

She bit her lower lip, and pointed down towards her panties.

''You know, in that way..''

I gulped after my brain understood what she was talking about.