THE DANCER PRINCE
The Dancer Prince
Written by Ambassador Yrishna Wolf
"'Ten-Hut!" The head royal guardsmen shouted as the motorcade arrived from the Chinon shuttle port.
With police sirens wailing like a cackling symphony, the motorcade of three police motorcycles, four police cars, two limos, and again four four police cars and three motorcycles turned into the long driveway that led to the palace. As the motorcade cleared into Arnouville, the gates were closed leaving behind a mass of news reporters and fans of the Crown. The police sirens turned
silent as the lights continue to blink in an interlude of blues and reds shifting from side to side. Youri Rosbourg watched from the back of the limousine, looking at the Arnouville Palace that his family had been forced to leave some seven months ago. Right now, they were being freed from the horrible camps that had been established by Alexander's father, and orders were being sent to free all political prisoners. Youri had watched the S.P.N.N. news broadcast yesterday evening and had seen his lover concede defeat, he had never had this much pride for his significant other.
He looked expectantly at the entrance of the Arnouville Palace, as the motorcade passed Royal Guardsmen after Guardsmen. They were all assembled in two straight lines at the border where the grass met the gravel. They all held their salute as the motorcade went by them slowly as the return of His Majesty the Crown Prince Youri Rosbourg was handled with full attention to ceremonious detail. There was irony in the making, having been left out of the light of royalty for seven months and having been forced into the camps, he felt that he had lost a key part of him, a vital key that fed straight into his effectiveness at leading the Segan people. He was continually remembering the camps and how he had been broken and violated. He sighed, shaking for a few seconds as he felt fear build up into him. The motorcade came to a stop.
The sun was up again, signaling high noon as it spread its warmth throughout the land. It had worked to do soaking up all the rain that had been dropped over the days of thunderstorms, but every meteorologist on the planet
signaled the rest of the month would be fairly sunny for Arnouville. The head royal guardsmen took a moment to look at the sun as he saluted the motorcade that was now awaiting in front of them. Alexander too was standing next to the guardsman hoping he would soon see his lover. The driver opened his door and moved to open Youri Rosbourg's door. First Youri's legs were the ones to exit and touch the royal land of the Palace, then the rest of his body followed.
Youri turned around, unbelieving it was happening as he cleared out of the way, allowing Space Marshall Nelson to walk out as well. He exchanged a few words with the Space Marshall as he turned around and gave Alexander a very warm wave. Youri Rosbourg nodded to the Space Marshall, as the two walked up the ten grand stairs that led to where Alexander had made his speech. Youri Rosbourg smiled to Alexander as he shook the head royal guardsman's hand. He gave him a warm congratulations on his work, and that his assembling of the entire royal guard staff was something he appreciated very dearly. He then proceeded to thank him for what he had done to facilitate the exchange between him and Edward. He was a true servant of the Crown, and would be amply rewarded for it.
"You may dismiss the Guard," Youri instructed as he nodded for the Space Marshall to come next to him.
"Aye, your Majesty," The Guardsman turned around, "Royal Guard, Left Face!" He paused momentarily, "Disssssmissed!"
"And how are you?" Youri embraced Alexander.
"Much better now that you're here," Alexander whispered into Youri's ear, "Whose the man you brought with you? Competition?"
"Definitely not," Youri smiled, "This my good sir, is Space Marshall Nelson, fearless leader of the Supreme Militants' Union and supreme savior of the Segan Monarchy."
"My word, he is important," Alexander joked as he extended a hand to the Space Marshall, "Alexander Rosbourg, I'm the son of the one responsible for this entire mess."
"Your heroism allowed for the return of Youri, we won't forget this act on your part, Your Majesty," The Space Marshall shook Alexander's hand.
Youri was now in the middle of the group as he turned around, watching the Arnouville skyline. He was home, and there was peace brewing. Soon, they'd be able to unlock the huge amount of Tholian money that had been given to them for their exchange for non-interference in a dispute between the Tholian and the I.A.P. The money would be used to rebuild the Segania Prime, changing the capital from a refugee base into the grandest planet in the galaxy. There was so much work to be done, there was also a grand plan to suggest to Alexander the moment they had some time alone. Youri turned to the Space Marshall, they had had a long voyage and both needed time to rest and reflect on the battle, their successes. This was a victory for the Supreme Militants' Union as well, it had showed them dependable to their allies, dangerous to their enemies. They were excellent searchers, and even better fighters, just like the Intergalactic Alliance's fleet had been designed and dreamed up.
"Space Marshall, I'll have my servants attend to your every needs," Alexander smiled turning to two of his servants, "If you need anything, want to do any touring, please feel free. I must steal Youri for a little while so I can give him a warmer welcome."
The Space Marshall understanding what was being suggested nodded, "Certainly."
As the Space Marshall was guided into the Arnouville Palace, Alexander pecked Youri on the cheek and took his hand to guide him inside. Alexander didn't care that SPNN wanted to interview him, Youri would be exhausted by the end of their activities anyway. Alexander smiled, running up the stairs followed closely by Youri Rosbourg. As they arrived at the door in front of Youri's room, Alexander turned around kissing the other Prince stopping him dead in his tracks. One of them struggled to open the door, trying to keep every part of each other's body in close contact with one another. They parted kisses only to take quick breaths as they laughed, entering into the door pushing each other closer to the bed. Their kissing was now broken by their desire for more, their clothes taken off in between their loving kisses. As they hit the bed together, they knew they had found one another, and would never let go for as long as they lived.
- - - - -
"Mmmm, you were after something yesterday," Youri laughed as he got up from the bed the next morning.
"I was not," Alexander grinned, grabbing something to wear to make it look like he had at least had a few decent hours of sleep, "You owed me anyway."
"I'll always owe you," Youri turned around, looking past the windows of his room, seeing the gardens of the palace, "And I like the idea of that."
"You and I have way too much fun together," Alexander walked over to him, embracing him from behind as his head rested on Youri's shoulders, kissing his neck passionately, "But, we've got work to do you know."
"And we need to start on it, right away, "Youri watched Alexander, "I had a plan, and I wanted to talk to you about it. I don't want our people
separated ever again."
"I feel the same way," Alexander kissed Youri's neck again, "I don't want you or I to be
separated again neither."
"Exactly," Youri backed away from Alexander as he turned around in mid-thought, "What if there was only one Segan country? No more Cardassian Monarchy, no more Segan Popular Union, no more Segan Monarchy! Just... one!"
"You know I'll support anything you want to do," Alexander looked at Youri, "But first, breakfast, then we talk, and then you have to host the Space Marshall."
"You've got a deal," Youri looked into Alexander's seductive eyes as he kissed him, "Are you sure we can't just stay here?"
"Shower, and I'm not joining you," Alexander laughed as he ran out of Youri's room, turning to Youri's servant, "His Majesty is taking a shower."
Youri's body shifted to show Alexander his shock as he blushed bright red, "Out!! I'm not seeing you until breakfast!"
Thirty minutes later, Youri Rosbourg was sitting one side of the grand dining table as Alexander Rosbourg was sitting on the opposite side entirely. The table, made out of stone and crystal was a long table able to sit twelve people, and it made Youri feel very distance from Alexander. Alexander smiled as he took some butter offered from the servant and placed it on his y'mirk, a Segan dish that was renowned for its bland taste but its filling qualities. Youri's mind was still ticking with his idea for the Segan nation. He watched Alexander, the worst was now over, he was now the leader of the Segan Monarchy, he was in love with the certain leader of the Segan Popular Union, and to top it all off, there was peace in the land.
"So what did you have in mind, Youri?" Alexander, finishing his plate y'mirk asked as he was poured a cup of
sinasappelsap, "It sounds interesting."
"Well, I'm thinking that if we get Catherine over here we can start the work on merging our Monarchies together," Youri smiled, "We're good friends, and everything that runs in our countries are designed by the same Monarchial system. Merging the damn thing shouldn't be too hard."
"I agree, but remember, we don't just have us three in our Monarchies, we've got to satisfy the legislation and the people," Alexander smiled thinking, "I have a
proposition, your Majesty,"
"And that is?"
"What if we contacted Catherine and suggested a summit with all our legislators to discuss this proposal. Most of them are here anyway since your people are coming home from the camps, and my people are already here, Catherine can take hers along with her," Alexander smiled knowing his wisdom was being appreciated by Youri, "We convert the legislators, and then we can think about bigger things."
"Jason," Youri glanced over to his lead servant, "Get a message to Catherine Defont, make it very official, inviting her to a summit here at Arnouville to discuss the future of the Segan Monarchies. Quickly, hurry! There's no time to loose!"