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        Dimitrinodded.Lotusimmediatelyputdowntheworkshehadonhandandtookoutablueandwhiteporbowlgildedwithgoldedge.Madebyexpertcraftsmen,itwasadelicatelytexturedbowl,thinascardboardpaper.Shetookoutaspoon,simirincoloraureandputitinthebowl.Thesoundofthespoonhittingthebowlwasringingandmelodious.Lotusdledthemouth-wateringpeintothebowndbroughtitovertoKingDimitri.Shestoopeddownbyhissidebeforethebedandscoopedoutaspoonfulofthepe,raisedittoherred,flowerlikelipsandblewlightlyonittocoolitdownabit.Theedit.Findiemperaturesuitable,shefeditintoDimitri’smouthslowlyahodically.LotusfedhimspoonfufterspoonfundKingDimitriswallowedeverymouthfulofthedeliciouspe.Silently,KingDimitrihalfreedonthebed,fullyenjoyinghergentleservice.HepcedhishandsonLotus’shoulderandback,lightlycaressingtheglowing,glossyskin,smoothandsoftassatin.Dimitrithoughttohimself,

        “Imustimprintthisgentlefeelingintomymemory,toimmortalizethismomentforever.”

        Dimitrilookedoutofthewindows.OnhisleftytheTwinpeakswherehisgrandandimposingpacewas.Ohersidewastheadministrativebuilding,equippedwiththetestieology.Thesetwowereectedbyarainbow-likesuspensie.Hiseyesturheright,acrossthewideexpaheke,towardstheoutlineofGiantMountain,stretchedhorizontallyonthehorizon.Onthechestofthefallengiantroseanotherpacebuiltold.Uheraysofthesettingsun,thegoldpacewaseye-dazzling.ThegoldIhavebeheapedintoamountaindazzlinginitsgoldenmagnifice.Dimitribroughthisgazebathefarawayhorizon.HishandwasstilllightlycaressingLotus’silkenhairaifulskin,softassatinandsmoothasjade.Hisheartwasfilledwithaninexplicablesadness.Hethought,

        “EventhoughinmyKingdomofDreams,Ipossessfabulouswealth,intherealworldIhavefritteredawayhalfmylifeinaimlessdriftingandwandering.Irealizenow,tomydeepestregret,thatIhaveunsciouslywastedthegoldenyearsofmylife.EvenifIwerewillingtospendallthegoldIhave,Iotredeemasedofthetimethathasgoneby.Yes,youthhasvaimehasflownbyandotberetrieved.Springbreezeblowsohyearafteryear,butnomatterhowassiduouslythespringbreezeblowsorhowfertilethesoil,tendergreenleaveswillneverburstforthfromthewitheredbranchesofarotted,rootlesstree.”Lotus’softsmoothskincoveredDimitri’swholebodyandDimitrifeltasifhewerelyingonacloud,fettingevenhisowence.Heohetougofskinonskin.Thatsoft,smoothskinwaswarmandfresh.Dimitrifelthewaslyingbuoyantlyonacloud,floating,floatingtoafarahisheart,therewasalwaysthisinexplicablesadhathehadtrifledthroughthegoldenyearsofhislifeandthattodayhewaslikearootlesstree.Noamountbreezeailesoildudergreenleavestainonitswitheredbranches.Yes,try,tryagain;squeeze,squeezeagain;buttonoavail.Timeotberecoveredandyoutheagaihesungoesdownthehorizon,whenwhitehairgraduallyclimbupmyskull,theregretsiwillonlygrow.Inthismundaneworld,Ihavewastedhalfmylifeindriftingandwanderingaimlessly,squanderingmygoldenyears.Thenighttimeoflifewillsoonapproach.Let’shopethatinthenighttherewillbeafullmoon.ButIamonlyawitheredtree,standingalohekeside.Uhemoon,theglisteningwavesofthekeshimmerinsilverysplendor.Mysilverhairisruffledbythespringbreeze.Ah!Don’tthesilverywavesandmysilveryhairenhanceeachother?AlthoughIhavewastedmyyouth,brilliantasgold,Iwillnotfailtoliveuptotheremainingyearsofmylifewhosesparklingsheenisaslustrousassilver.Eventhoughthesunhassetandsankbeyondthehorizon,inmyabdomenasunhasriseleandgenial,givingofflight,silentlysendingoutitsresidualwarmth.Solongastheredsuninmyabdomeextinguish,solongasthespringbreezedoesnotstopblowing,oendergreenleaveswillburstfainonmywitheredtrunk.

        Justthen,Dimitri’scaressinghandstouchedthesensitivebudofthatspotbetweenLotus’thighs,butwaslightlypushedawaybyanentlehand.Dimitriopenedhiseyesandlookedatherquestioningly.

        “Whydoyourefuseme?”Lotussatup,smoothedherruffledhair,puthersofthandintohisandsaid,

        “ItisnotthatIwanttorefuseyou,KingDimitri.YoushouldknowhowmuchIwanttodevotemyfleshbodytoyou,buttherearesomaiesintheKingdomwhoallwishtogainyourroyalfavor.Ihaveheardthattoomuchexpendingofaman’ssemenisharmfultohishealthandmayevenshortenhislifespan.Iwantyoutosafeguardyourprecioussemen.Asforme,Ibelongtoyoubodyandsoul.Whetherwemakeloveornotisthereforeinsequential.”Dimitriwasgreatlymovedbyherwordsandafeelingofwarmthfilledhisheartasifamyriadofflowershadburstintobloom.Hewaosaymore,butLotussaid,

        “LookKingDimitri!Someoneising!”Dimitrilookedoutofthewindowandsauffofsmokestreakfromtheadministrativebuilding,rushoverthekeandetowardshim.

        WhiteFairyarrivedatthesimplethatchedhut,gedintohumanformandknockedsoftlyatthedoor,askinginahushedvoice,

        “Lotus,IsKingDimitriawake?”ThedooropeondLotuscameoutsaying,“He’sawake.Hejustwokeupalittlewhileago.ein.Pleaseein.”Handinhand,thetwowalkedintothethatchedhut.KingDimitribeamedatthesightofWhiteFairy.Hesaid,

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