<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Startled and a little alarmed to suddenly have his arms full of Princess -- Queen -- Cameron cradled her against him gently, his hands moving to stroke her hair and back instinctively.  "I have no wish to leave you, little one.  My place has ever been with you."  His arms tightened around her -- protective and possessive.  "I am yours to command, but you are <i>mine</i> to protect."  He was unable to keep the emotion out of his voice and gave up trying.  "I will be at your right hand for as long as you wish it, my Princess... my Queen."</span></span>