tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88177151996700703372024-02-08T19:03:53.598+00:00Elcarus MansionThis is the uncut version of posts made on the primary Elcarus Mansion. Blogger doesnt have the same restrictions Wordpress does thankfully. UnshatteredNightmare666http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128568202671681724noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817715199670070337.post-64085675356892878742016-03-12T13:12:00.001+00:002016-03-12T13:12:49.715+00:00[A Cold Winter] Rescue<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
Ascondia leant on the tree as she looked down toward Dragons
Keep, from here you could see the damage and providing you didn’t know better
you’d think it was nothing but a rundown castle in the middle of nowhere.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It also made sense this was where Ceremon held out, Evermore
had long since been abandoned by its inhabitants in large parts due to the vile
treatment of its people by the Lords of the time, consequently these happened
to be Elcarus, generations before Kane. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Ceremon was the last of that pure line, Elcarus bred inside
the castle it kept their lines pure but had insane effects on their mentality.
It is rumoured that Ceremons father attempted to have Ceremon killed and as a
consequence Ceremon left Evermore after burning the village to the ground. No
one ever really found the truth of that night as it was long since consigned to
history. The only true facts are that Ceremon resurfaced in Dentarius and was a
good man until the death of his wife. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Ascondia scraped her knife against the tree setting free a
river of dark red liquid as she smiled darkly </div>
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“Milady you shouldn’t be so
exposed” Alvin stated no approaching her from behind <o:p></o:p></div>
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“And you shouldn’t creep up on a woman exposed and alone, it
may set the wrong example” </div>
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Ascondia replied dryly “Besides Hades and Aerian are
down there and we can go and get them”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“We should wait for Kane and Aishani” The name drew a low
growl from Ascondia stopping Alvins sentence, it also stopped his approach as
he was now stood on the bank just below her current place, the treeline dropped
from there into open ground.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Kane is far too cautious and will sacrifice both for the
sake of that woman, we already know that” Ascondia snapped coldly<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I believe Kane will do what’s right to get his daughter and
brother out alive” Alvin replied<o:p></o:p></div>
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“At the cost of what?” Ascondia replied darkly “What will
assaulting a heavily fortified castle, with more traps and insane folk that any
real person goes up against Alvin? I should not have come, I am Queen of the
Everlands and one of the most powerful beings in the realm, I am by definition
a target and that troubles me”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Which is why you’re not going in there” Kane replied now
striding up the bank and crouching looking down over the open ground “You can
get us home so you stay put and when we come running across that field toward
you, you open a portal to Elvera and you get the hell out of here, we can’t
travel another fortnight in the other direction with Hades and Aerian in the
state they are you know it and I know it, we need them back in Elvera as
quickly as possible”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“If you step foot in Elvera” Ascondia snapped<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I know, one thing at a time” Kane replied softly as he
waited on Aishani and Virra “Shadow will watch your back, you’re our way out”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;">As Kane spoke to Ascondia, that is
when the mouth-watering presence announced Aishani walking with Virra at
her side up the bank, Shadow skittering after. She lowered herself to Kane's
side in a crouch, three fingers splayed to assist in her stance, while the
golden hue was fixed on the ruins of the castle below.</span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Virra remained standing with her arms folded
over her chest, the tethers were gone now. Those piercing black eyes
lingered on the damning structure below. "As far as trips, tricks and
wires...those all have been disarmed by myself initially on the sneak into the
dungeon from that hidden entry..."</i></span></div>
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"Good. You already know of the locations,
to each, then it would not be a trigger. You will have to do the leading,
Virra. This is an extent of trust, waste it and I will hang you by the very
skin on your body..." Aishani spoke in a casual purr, the corner of
her plush lips tugged in a smirk. "As for Shadow covering Ascondia, that
is entirely up to her, but, I think Ascondia may feel better with Alvin
between--Oh, I mean covering her ass." She chuckled darkly, it was a
tease on the Queen but needless to say, poked at her.</div>
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<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Ascondia growled in reply before raking
her knife through the tree once more then storming off down the snow bank. Kane
watched her just for a moment before checking his bow. Slowly he edged along
the treeline and down toward the castle below. The hidden entrance was off the
south just out of the treeline, but far less open than the area before them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“Virra I need you to get Aerian out, I
suspect I will need to deal with Hades” Kane spoke softly his words low
“Aishani will cover the middle ground while we extract the relevant prisoners. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani withdrew her throwing
knives and even her daggers to apply a solution to each from a phial and
even offered some to Kane in order to apply to his arrows, would he desire
such. Virra acknowledged Kane's words with a short nod, but, her eyes
remained fixed on the ruins of the castle below.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<span style="color: orange;"><i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;"><div style="text-align: justify;">
Aishani glanced behind her with a lingering gaze
set on Shadow, the large spider appeared to understand the silent communication
and went after Ascondia and Alvin to be their protection from those hidden that
would encroach.</div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>She straightened after concealing the phial and
returning each weapon to the designated location on her person, while Virra
glanced to her then to Kane.</i></span></div>
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The trio was ready. It was time to recover
Hades and Aerian from the clutches of Ceremon and Z'ress.</div>
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<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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Kane finished tipping half his arrows with the solution, as
they made their way toward the not so hidden entrance. He held the group with a
wave of his hand before pointing along the path which vanished among a pile of
rubble.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Once we’re through we don’t have long, Virra may have
disarmed the physical traps but the detection spells will be up, once we go through
they will know, we’ll bar the cell doors as long as we can but we need to be as
quick as possible” Kane breathed slowly “Be prepared for a fight!”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani stood at Kane's side, while
glancing to him with her daggers removed from the sheaths with a spin, the
hilt resting on her palm in a grip that was about business. Her scent appeared
to grow strong with the luscious aroma, which at times fuelled a darker side
within Kane. Virra stood on the opposite side of Kane, holding up a
small leather fold, this was her silent signal of a lock pick wallet.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;"><div style="text-align: justify;">
"Let's do this then. Quick. Precise. Virra,
you take up the lead to take us to the portion of the dungeon, walk in step
with Kane." Aishani purred softly, as the transformation from the calm
exterior, there was a sense of excitement in her voice, husk of arousal to the
anticipation moving forward.</div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Virra flashed her dark eyes to Aishani, then to
Kane. She stepped forward to begin to lead the path.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<span style="color: #444444;"><o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">They followed down as they reached the
entrance the sound of steel on leather as Kane drew his sword one flick showed
years of training with the weapon, one slight adjust on his bow at his shoulder
and he stepped down, the corridor was cold and the walls ran with liquid and
green mould.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Kane took a step forward as they picked
their way through the old cells, Kanes blade never so much as twitched merely
remained in hand tip a few inches from the ground, the knowledge of Aishani
beside him was a strange comfort and strength to him, his focus on the task not
wavered or second guessed something alone he would have done a dozen times by
now.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">As they reached the door to the main
cell block Kane halted them leaning against the door to listen just for a
moment. “You said two wolves’ two vampires on the other side of this door?
Together or separate shifts?” Quietly he placed his blade on the ground and
knocked an arrow to his bow he drew the string half back and waited for Virra
to open the door.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani by this point had sheathed on
dagger and adorned a small fan of throwing knives on her fingers, when
they stopped before the door. She was poised to pounce at any moment,
her ashen skin and dark hair literally blending in with the darkness of
the tunnel, but, her golden eye gave way her location.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Virra glanced to Kane, keeping her voice to
a whisper and moving closer to him, while whispering barely above a breath.
"Rotations. Two werewolves and human during the day. Two werewolves and a
vampire at night." She removed her lock pick set, working with
two picks, fiddling round while then a catch was heard and the click
with a flick of her wrists. The door was unlocked.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">The second the door opened Kane let fly
the Vampire not even seeing the arrow until it split through his chest sending
him to the ground, by the time he had hit the ground Kane had already
shouldered his bow and collected his sword and was on the Werewolf beyond, he
went for the closest knowing Aishani would take the second, they had entered
under cover of darkness giving them the best advantage.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">The werewolf manged to claw Kanes
shoulder only for him to return the favour with his blade across the upper
thigh then ducking behind to drive his blade through the werewolves chest, as
the wolf rose Kane caught him square with a forearm into the wall knocking him
out cold.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“Virra go get Aerian” Kane was already
working on the lock to hades to cell, the second the lock opened Kane was
struck by the door as Hades burst out, pinning Kane to the wall arm locked
around his throat. Kane kicked at his knee pushing him off enough to get words
out “Hades no time for a play fight” and with that he shoved his blade in his
hand and pulled his bow taking a vampire who was already on his through the
door sending the ones beyond scattering for cover “OUT OF TIME!” Kane barked in
warning <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;">As Kane surmised, Aishani already
spit a series of throwing knives upon the second werewolf, while the image of
Aishani disappeared to reappear only to glide her dagger across the gullet of
the creature, spilling guts in a slosh to the floor. She kept her stance
and rushed to the door leading down to the dungeon, pressing her ear against
it and listening.</span></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;"><div style="text-align: justify;">
Virra was already working on the lock to
Aerian's cell before Kane spoke, working through the lock that was much more
complicated, but, her dark eyes were fixed on the movements and feel. Abruptly
the lock clicked and she pulled open the door and rushed into the
cell. Skimming through the darkened corners for a sign of the red head,
then fixed on the make-shift bedding, rushing over to nudge with her foot.
"Hey. You."</div>
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<i><span style="color: orange;"><br /></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange;">Aishani glanced over her shoulder with the
indication of incoming as Hades pinned Kane to the wall,
she decapitated the vampire that was shot by Kane's arrow, ensuring the
end with a cross scissor of her blades, sending coagulated blood to
splatter upon her. "We have to get out of here. They will be here soon.
VIRRA hurry up!"</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange;"><br /></span></i></div>
<span style="color: #444444;"><o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Aerian backed into the corner, her feet
flat to the wall as she shrank as far into the shadows as she could, her eyes
fixed on the woman now calling to her. The clashes outside of chaos she knew
were her father but her need to run was not allowing her to “Get my dad out of
here, they are coming to kill him, take Hades and go” Aerian breathed the panic
in her voice all too clear “I don’t want to go”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><i><span style="color: orange;">Virra glanced over her shoulder to the
chaos outside the cell then to Aerian, moving close to her, but not before a
dagger could be seen with the pummel driven into the back of her head to
efficiently knock her out. "I'll be fucking damned, if you stop my
protection." She moved out, calling to Kane for him to enter within.
"We have to get her out of here. I'm sorry, but, I had no choice."</span></i></span></div>
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Aishani glanced over her shoulder, narrowing her
gaze to the cell door, but, covering Kane and standing at Hade's side to fight.
"Time's ticking, Kane. Get her out of here and I will cover
the back."</div>
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<span style="background: white;"><i><span style="color: orange;">Hades grunted as he took down a
werewolf who had broken their lines, an awkward motion before snapping his neck
clean “Get her!” he barked </span></i><span style="color: #444444;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Kane growled as he scrambled through
the door, he handed Virra his bow before dragging Aerian to his shoulder, a nod
and headed for the exit, staying focused on keeping Aerians weight balanced as
he made for the exit. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">As they burst out of the tunnel Kane
stumbled sending them both into the snow, Kane simply rolled to his stomach and
into a crouch preparing a fireball as the other cleared the exit Kane unleashed
the blast collapsing as much of the tunnel as he could behind them “It wont
hold them, there’s at least 3 mages with that last group with far more power
than I have to hold them” he breathed slowly<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">A loud scream cut the air as Aerian
stirred “Send me back” she screamed her nails biting into Kanes arm “Kane we
have to go” he heard Ascondia snap as she emerged from the trees “And please
don’t argue you would never have made it back to our position I chose to wait here
instead.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Aerian screamed as she pulled to her
feet Kane barely had time to react as she snapped a blade from his hip another
moment and the blade was sunk deep into Alvins throat “Let me go back, or I
will kill someone else” Kane closed his eyes just for a moment as in a burst of
flame he vanished appearing behind Aerian “I’m sorry” was all he said as he
himself caught her in the back of her head with his own blade rendering her
back unconscious.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“Get the vortex open we need to go”
Kane sighed softly another moment and Ascondia had opened a swirling purple
mass, Kane quickly ushered Ascondia through followed by Hades and Virra who
between them had Aerian, slowly Kane looked to Alvin his hand rested on his
chest for a moment “Forgive me old friend” before he stood and stepped toward
the portal the blast on the other side of the fallen tunnel notifying them they
had run out of time. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><i><span style="color: orange;">Aishani blurred behind and in
front of their broken lines, her daggers were nothing but sparks of metal
against flesh and fur, covering Hades at one point on their push. Her face
was twisted into the gore of battle, bloody with her clothing glistening from
the crimson stains, difficult to tell if such was her own or the
opponents. Her and Hades covered the rear of the group as all of them
rushed through the dungeons to the escape route of the passage. Once
outside in the snow, Aishani's steps were soaked in blood while her chest was
rising and falling, panting.</span></i></span></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange;">Catching the glint of the dagger that was
in Aerian's hand in which she ended honourable Alvin's life in that single
moment, she exchanged a glance to Hades while crouching, preparing to defend
but it was when the crumble of the entrance came crashing down, that Aishani
straightened. Never relaxed for a moment, keen and aware always looking around
the area, with Aerian left unconscious again.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange;">Ascondia was a sight for sore eyes, while Shadow
rushed to Aishani's side, as Kane ushered everyone through the portal created
by the Queen, Aishani caught his hand to pull him through just as Shadow joined
the others. She was not for a moment, willing to depart from him, would he
stand his ground.</span></i></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">With a crack the portal sealed behind
them, the streets of Elvera far richer than those of Dentarius, the close
packed buildings told of a city much further along in terms of technology and
lifestyle. It was within moments guards had them surrounded, some checking
Ascondia who was quickly trying to dismiss them and have them escort the group
to the castle.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">The City Guard arrived quickly their spears trained on Kane
as he eyed the numbers he shrugged holding his hands before him “Yea I get it”
he snapped coldly within moments he was shackled as carriages arrived the group
climbing in to be taken to Elvera Castle.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">It didn’t take long as they arrived at
the castle, Kane was escorted from their carriage as Ascondia was now arguing
with the guard “The law is clear if he shows up, his sentence is to be carried
out”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“I am the fucking Queen of the
Everlands, and he has just risked his ass to pull my daughter out of hell, he
will not be executed by you or anyone fucking else, we will take this to the
High Council and they will pardon him or I will execute every fucking one of
them!” She snarled darkly “Take him to the cells, ensure he eats, and gets any
visitors who care to visit him”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“And the rest?” The guards asked <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“Put them in the visitors house, they
are to be fed and not intruded upon” She turned to walk back to Aishani “Don’t
fight them, I will get him out of here, you have free rights to speak with him
in the cells, that is all I can do for now” her voice almost carried apology as
she turned Aerian was still unconscious as Ascondia looked for a moment “Put my
daughter in cell as well, she needs time to gather herself, tend to her
injuries nothing more” the guards would probably have argued had she not
rounded on them angrily waving them out of her path.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><i><span style="color: orange;">Aishani sheathed her weapons the moment
that the guards surrounded them, a brow inclined passively, while Virra's lips
were curled into a muted snarl. She moved to stand at Kane's side,
narrowing her eyes to the spears that were in his direction, golden eye fiery
in silent warning. Shadow moved to the opposite side of Kane, lifting the
chitinous bladed legs in a threat. But, the moment that he was shackled
and lowered her hand for Shadow to stand down, she stepped back, flicking her
tongue across her lips watching as Kane was lead away.</span></i></span></div>
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As Ascondia moved to speak to Aishani, the
golden eye fixed on her, while her expression remained call, but, that vivacious
bite in her glare remained with a click of her teeth to the roof of her mouth.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></div>
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"That isn't what she nee--" Virra
stepped forward to speak to Ascondia when she mentioned Aerian being locked up,
her eyes dangerously dark but Aishani caught the young female's wrist in the
accusing glance back, Aishani shook her head slowly.</div>
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<i><span style="color: orange;">Aishani sighed softly, releasing Virra's wrist,
then glancing to Hades. "I'm going to Aerian's cell. She doesn't need
to be locked up again. Z'ress no doubtfully twisted her mind...she
is an expert manipulator, you were too hard a shell to crack, Hades." She
nudged him with her elbow, but, was openly holding her side. Aishani moved
to follow the guards to Aerian's cell, Shadow on her tail and moving to
remain silently in a corner for her to wake. </span></i></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Aerian stirred her eyes adjusting as
she sat slowly her brain a mash of confusion that would be easy for anyone to
pick up around her, as she went to sit the chains caught her keeping her down,
Aerian sighed softly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“I know you’re there” She spoke softly
“And seemingly you got us out, then decided it’d be fun to put me in another
cell after getting me out of one, surprised Dad isn’t here though, pretty sure
…. Oh” she looked to the floor as the realisation set in “He got mom to get us
out, she brought us right to Elvera” she shifted to try and find some level of
comfort. “They will never let him go now, and once he is rendered useful to
them Z’ress and Ceremon will storm the realm and take the throne, a sad end
really”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Aerian sounded almost compliant in her
words as if they were truth already to her “He’s a good man, he doesn’t deserve
that, but mom always wins” She shrugged awkwardly under the chains “He does
love you though Aishani, your mother said that would bring you both down, you
should be with him at least while he’s still him, and don’t trust Uncle Hades
either, we’re all means to an end”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;"><i><span style="color: orange;">Aishani stepped from the shadows when
Aerian indicated the knowledge of her presence, a hand still pressed against
her side. That lonely golden eye fixed on the red head from the position
nearest the door, her face was a grizzly sight, splattered with blood,
appearing some battle hardened goddess. She considered Aerian in silence.
"We have no alternative but to await the outcome, Ascondia is avid on getting
him out due to him rescuing you. Granted, I wouldn't trust her as far as I
can throw her, but, we all came together to bring you and Hades to
safety. Your mother, chose to join us, we gave her the option to opt out.
Z'ress is of no mother to me, Aerian. She is a vile woman with one thing on her
mind, uncaring on how to achieve such...nor hurt those that I love to use
against me. "You do understand the reason that you are locked up, do you
not? Well, in case you do not. First, you refused to leave. Second, you
attacked and killed Alvin. I understand that Z'ress jostled your brain, though,
you cannot let her get that far into your mind. She found your weakness
and latched to it like a leech, sucking all the will you had until it was gone
and warped your view of her. But, she is not here now. If it was not for Virra,
it would not have been such a simple rescue, she helped us even with her
own neck on the line not just to Ceremon and Z'ress, but her father and an
entire ensemble of bandits."</span></i><span style="color: #444444;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“Your hurt, you should get that looked
at” Aerian stated softly “Z’ress was the only one who hasn’t harmed me, doesn’t
that get her something?” Aerian shifted
awkwardly again under the chains that held her down “You should get your
injuries looked at, then we can talk” Aerian eyed Aishani gently a soft smile
hiding the panic behind her, just below were a torrent of emotion so deep so
wasn’t sure which to deal with first.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“I want to speak with Virra, I should
at least thank her for trying to help me” Aerian fell silent as she watched
Aishani her focus quietly on the injury that she was trying so hard to conceal.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><i><span style="color: orange;">"My injury is only superficial, it
will be dealt with. Give thought then, to this, Aerian. Z'ress was fully
capable to harm you physically, but, while I agree that she didn't. It is the
damage of her messing with you at your most vulnerable, which caused us to
nearly lose you to her. That is what, I cannot stand. Remember, she is a Matron
Mother, the highest position of a house in the Underdark and within the twelve
highest houses...she did not get there by not harming or manipulating others to
her will. Do not under estimate her, she has a reason to do everything."
Aishani glanced to her hand and in the turn, there was a small trickle of
crimson that seeped from between her fingers. "I'll be back later, I
wished to speak to you not only to ensure you were in a sound frame of mind,
unlike that which we last saw. But, I knew, Kane would want to know how you are
doing."</span></i></span></div>
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She left the cell after kicking the door,
stepping through, yet, before the door was closed a female entered.
Dressed in fixed leathers, the corset and sweetheart neckline offered ample
view of her youthful bosom with the necklace nestled between the valley to each
breast. The daggers glistened at her hips, while her dark hair blended in
beautifully with the shadows upon the pallet of her porcelain face, ruby
lips and those striking black eyes. The door closed behind her, while she
remained standing, then removed her own cloak, this offered more a view of her
figure. She was not as lush as Aishani, but, definitely held curves that
spoke of a female strict training and on the cusp of an adult.</div>
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<i><span style="color: orange;">Virra advanced to drape the cloak over Aerian's
shoulders, pausing to secure it and sat down before her, ankles tucked beneath
her bottom. "Save it. I know, you are thankful. But, the glint in
your eyes doubts such."</span></i></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“The chains prevent me throttling you
so, your safe enough for now” Aerian replied softly “She looked to Virra “They
chained me down, apparently I’m a risk, but then I did kill Alvin so …. I can
see their point” Her voice was calm now as she watched Virra her eyes tracing
her body slowly “You’re really pretty, but the problem is now the High Council
has my father and my mother has Aishani close at hand, there will be a power struggle
now with Alvin gone the High Council will seek to command the Everlandian Army
as will my mother, and your father will come for you, quite a whirlwind I’ve
brought upon us”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Aerian fell silent as her mind
attempted to process the thoughts within “I am thankful you pulled me out, my
part in things to come cannot be done if I am puppet to Z’ress, unfortunately
the damage is already done and I no longer know who I can trust, even my father
will play the cards to his own survival, which he should, but you, you don’t
know me yet you risked your life to save in turn saving your own, at least you
will IF we make it out of here”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Aerian shifted then snapped back
against the chains rattling them “Get them to loosen these, I will not fight so
long as it is you who tends me, you have my word, in doing so I will give you
all I know to save my father and yourself, after all that is your goal is it
not to find the security beyond the borders of Dentarius?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;"><i><span style="color: orange;">"Yeah, well, you have a fiery
personality, even after all that has happened." Virra tilted her head with
the lazy smirk forming upon her lips, yet, the spark in her eyes was
mischievous, almost playful when the time wasn't calling for such. "Funny,
you want me to get them to loosen your chains, but, just said that such
prevented you from throttling me." She adjusted, bending one leg to
spread out with the heel of her boot dug into the cold stone floor and a position
that defined her flexibility in unfold, crouching. "That is
the amusing part. Trust is earned and never given, but, me, I can barely
trust my own shadow. Filthy thing, loves to give my position away. Yes, well,
your dad, the all-powerful...Pfft. Look, I'll toss around the idea, but,
you have to prove to them that you aren't a loaded cannon. I can't do that.
Hell, I have no pull with anyone here. One glance at records...I'm a cat-purse
in the bag, no pun intended that is." Virra winked to her, leaning close.
"By the way, you're welcome." It was in that moment, that Aerian
would realize the loosening of her maniacal and chains. "Don't let me
regret it."</span></i><span style="color: #444444;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Aerian sat still chained but having
more room she looked to Virra “Thank you” She sat back her body now lent on the
wall behind her bed as she eyed the room and back to Virra “You helped and so I
shall help you, Aishani will stand with my father regardless of the result of
his trial and I use that word lightly, he made my mother pregnant, by the High
Council laws that is assault on the monarch and an act of treason, you know how
backwards they are about choosing the suitor to the crown, however they harbour
this against him because he broke away from their control. In turn away from
them, my mother married and divorced him to try and protect him. She also
finally set Dentarius free of Everlandian rule to ensure they couldn’t touch
him, a one on one bounty hunter has no choice, even less so when an Elcarus is
on Dentarian ground. So they don’t bother him on the standing he never returned
to Elvera, which thanks to me he had no choice to do” She eyed Virra slowly her
eyes meeting Virras the bright emerald green “They will either try to adjust
him again, or they will execute him, my guess would be the latter, so you must
tell them my secret, tell them without him the Everlands will be consigned to a
memory, without Kane and Aishani even my mother this realm and everything in it
will cease to be” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;"><i><span style="color: orange;">Virra leaned back offering her some
space, one leg bent while the other was open in a wing, her arm perched.
"Oh stop it. You are placing the blame on yourself. Need I remind
you, that Hades was locked in the cell as well? I don't know much about
Aishani nor Kane or Ascondia. But, Kane and Ascondia are your parents, who
gives a fuck about circumstances. The fact remains that plans need to be
set in motions. Every action has an opposite reaction." She flicked her
thumb nail beneath her index finger with a click. "No one gives a
fuck, what I have to say. I'll relay the message or what not. But, I make no
promises. Just keep in mind, your father knew the consequences, as did your
mother. They had to come together to get you out safely, even Aishani was
there."</span></i><span style="color: #444444;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #444444; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“I like you, I see why they didn’t kill
you outright” Aerian smiled darkly “You will undoubtedly have some say, you’re
not in a cell after all” Aerian waved her hand idly around “I’m daughter to the
Queen and they locked me up, you are the daughter of a known and highly wanted
mercenary and slave trader, rapist too I believe, so remind which of us holds
the advantage?” Aerian rose slowly though the chains held her from reaching her
full height she at least knew where her limits were, she wouldn’t get to Virra
which also amused her “I will furnish you with details on events to come, you
will then take them to my fathers trial, you will be heard they have no choice,
trust me when I say my father will ensure you are heard”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><i><span style="color: orange;">"Uh...huh." She looked up to
Aerian as she stood, rolling a shoulder. "Yeah, whatever, I'll relay the
message. Seems, for now, our places have changed in the world." Virra
mused, though, stood from her position. "I'll catch you later, don't go
anywhere." A chuckle parted her lips to the small joke. "I
better watch myself, else, I may get burned." She displayed that
mischievous smirk with a wink, turning to make her way to the door, kicking on
it. "Hey! You! Yeah, let me out. I've got to visit someone."</span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian was sat her back against the cold of the wall her eyes closed as she tried to find focus, her mind taking in every sound from beyond her cell.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Her body still ached everywhere but less so after Z’ress’ last activities, it was on this Aerian now focused, Z’ress’ words spinning in her mind, instantly she wondered how she knew about Maya, but then the answer was of course that her lovers’ killer had been harboured by Ceremon from the wrath of both her and her father.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>It was as Mayas face settled in that Aerian smiled, a soft simple smile that only Maya ever brought from her, Aerian sank back against the wall her mind flooding with memories of her beloved, their love had been passionate and within mere moments Aerian felt herself heat, her hand sliding over the tender flesh of her thigh as easing between her tender lower lips, the pain adding and odd level of pleasure as her fingers slipped into herself, her free hand massaging her breasts.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>The world around Aerian melted away as she lost herself in the pleasure, her whole body rippling with pleasure, her legs began to tremble as her release built with rapid force., another moment and her body tensed as it crashed through her instantly sliding to the floor as her back arced away from the cold stone floor seemingly pushing her into a more violent release as her hips snapped back her spine slammed against the cold and she groaned at the pleasure that shot through her, as it passed Aerian lay on the cold floor simply revelling in that moment.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>It was then, riding down from that immaculate moment of her release, that Aerian recognized that she was not alone. Odd that the sound of the cell door did not alert her of being watched. But it was from the shadows that stepped out Z'ress, she was dressed in nothing, completely exposed from the slender shoulders down to the magnificent bosom that was plump and the buds were stiff from the chill in the air and a motherly personal. Her crimson eyes glowed softly offering an unnatural light, folded over her forearms was a blanket. "My, my...you are a frisky little thing, aren't you?" She hissed in that venomous tone, tipping her chin a slight while turning to abruptly pound on the cell door.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>The human and two werewolves entered, those noses sniffing at the musk of Aerian's release a drastic contrast to the mould and moisture. The two werewolves moved forward, in each hand was shackles, clear one was for her wrists while the other was for her feet. The human yanked Aerian's head back to force her to look upward to the ceiling, while a click was heard as the cruel bite of the shackles was bound to her wrists and then her ankles. Z'ress snapped her fingers while the two werewolves moved to the side and she draped the blanket over Aerian's shoulders, then assisted her to rise.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>"Can you walk?" She breathed against her ear, the prickly moisture of her breath stimulating the fine hair at the rivet of flesh behind the shell, as the flutter of her lips brushed upon Aerian's lobe.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“You should try it sometime” Aerian tried to sound sharp but it simply came out stretched as she tried to gain control of her body. She eyed the wolves for a moment before disregarding them, she was fairly certain she was safe enough.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>The chains bit against the flesh but it wasn’t so bad as they led her through the castle, her body trembled in response as they passed Hareavors torture room before been led to the main castle. A few moments and they ascended a flight of stairs before entering the bathroom, a single steep tub that had been filled, the tub itself round and large for two or thre people at most. The air was thick with the scent of flowers as she stood and looked around then mentally cursed herself for not paying attention beyond this point.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“It’s good to get out of that cell, any longer and I may have had to get myself off again, seemed a good way to release the tension” She shrugged now</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Z'ress glanced to the human and the two werewolves, as her hand was held out. The posture of such was demanding, as the human placed a single key into her hand, waving her opposite hand to dismiss the three. As such they left the bathing room, the moisture hung in the air heavy with the seeped perfume. The warmth remarkable as it seemed the invisible hands rid her skin from the cruel chill of the dungeon. While Z'ress held no boots upon her feet, completely bare and delicate, she moved behind Aerian to yank the blanket that was her shield in this time, stripping her. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Fingertips caressed her shoulders while the grace of Z'ress's lips followed, then she whispered into her flesh with the flutter of those luscious ruby lips. "Tell me...what were you thinking about, Aerian?" She asked, gliding the key to tickle Aerian's lower lips but not part the silken surface, tracing slowly up and over her naval to each hip, higher and higher, then between her bosoms. Z'ress rounded with the key to trace the shape of each mound, then lightly flicked each bud with a circle around her areola.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian felt the ripple of goosebumps over her flesh a soft whimper at the gentle touch, her brain trying to control her natural reaction as she felt her core warm further “I …. “ Aerian swallowed slowly her body trembling “Maya” she whispered finally “I was thinking of my Maya”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>"I do not understand why you are tormenting yourself. Tell me about her..." Z'ress hissed in her ear, the warmth of her lips suckling on the lobe to Aerian's ear. The key continued to taunt her bosom for a few moments longer, as it slithered down to her flower, tracing the outline of her petals, very lightly. Once the metal managed to bump upon her hidden pearl, then rounded to her hips. "You two must have been very passionate lovers..." </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Feeling her touch her nub sent a shiver through her body trembling beneath Z’ress’ torment “Maya was or is the only person I have ever truly opened up to sexually, if you’re ever on the wrong side of Hareavor you may understand why the only man in my life I will ever trust is my father” she shifted awkwardly her brain trying to wrap itself around why she was suddenly spilling her guts to someone she didn’t trust.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Maya showed me that … I could be loved, that I should be loved” She shrugged softly “She got beyond the defence, then she got ripped away from me by a drunken slave runner who saw fit to rape her and cut her in two” Her words darkened as those memories surfaced finding her lover ripped apart was painful all in itself “He didn’t even have the decency to kill her but left her alive to suffer, I cried as I put my own blade through her heart, but I didn’t kill her he already had I had to save her”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“I never found him, Ceremon saw to his escape, but when he returns I will end him, make no mistake on that” The threat came ice cold and straight the venom in those words was impossible to miss “I loved her, and she loved me, she deserved better”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>The key, an extension of Z'ress, continued the stimulating caress. While the object was light as a feather, still it was a hard object, stroking her naked body. But, now, as the item remained, she felt the frigid touch of icy fingers glide along the outside of her thigh across her abdomen and painfully slow up her side, as the key came in contact with the pearl hidden between the succulent flesh. The touch, while it should have been hard, painful, was soft, sensual as it roamed over; back and forth, then back and forth. That is when she felt the frosted lips glide across her skin, almost as though each pucker brought back strength to Aerian. "Oh, he will return. I have seen to that..." She breathed now beside, Aerian's ear, the closeness was intimate, as against Aerian's naked back, she felt the full bosom and those dark nips caress her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Then suddenly, all the contact faded. "Look at that water, Aerian. Does it not seem inviting? So...warm? I promised a bath to you and I intend to deliver."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Her whole body shuddered with each touch her eyes half closed until Z’ress spoke, the effect was instant and her body locked as she swallowed, she eyed the water carefully.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“At what cost” she managed to say under the wave of panic that was now taking her “What do you want from me?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian felt those luscious lips travel down her neck, then to the tender rivet of flesh behind her ear, pressing to a kiss. She continued to move the tip of the key back and forth over her tender pearl, suckling on her lobe. "I want you to join me. Let me clean you and take care of you...you do want that monster that killed your love, dead, do you not? Your hands wrapped around his throat...maybe even make him eat his own dick? I can make that happen...but, you have to prove to me that you will not harm me in this very...vulnerable moment." She felt the key lift and Z'ress moved to stand before Aerian, while slowly lowering down to her knees. Her hand caressing down each leg slowly, while her tongue licked the key, hooded crimson eyes fixed upon Aerian.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Difficult to harm anyone chained up like a common slave girl” Aerian raised the shackles on her wrists “Besides what’s the point I would be killed before I got to the front gates, or made fuck bait for Hareavor again” Aerian shrugged softly “You are right now the only ally I have”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian felt her stomach twist her body tensed visibly at the words as they spilled from her mouth “I won’t harm a hair on your head, you have my word as an Elcarus”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Z'ress looked up to her, while the very tip of her tongue glided upon the inside of Aerian's thigh, just as the click of a lock was heard and the shackles were guided off her ankles. Slowly she stood, that key prancing upon her thighs, then to the slit of her petals with a tap on her pearl, finally Aerian's hands. The key was slipped into the hole, as the gizmo was heard in a click, guiding each shackle from Aerian, her crimson eyes fixed on her and her expression, as always calm and composed. She cast the ankle shackles aside with a kick and then dropped the others carelessly to the left. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>"Good. Now, come." Z'ress took her hand, while guiding her to the small pool of water, allowing for Aerian to settle first. It was clear that the water was incredibly warm, steam rose from the surface like a veil and red rose petals floated upon the surface.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian stepped into the tub, the water so warm, it sent a strange prickle of satisfaction over her flesh as she slowly sank beneath the surface, her eyes closed as her face sunk beneath the water holding herself for a few moments before sliding back above the water a soft moan of satisfaction escaping her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>When Aerian resurfaced from beneath the perfumed water she heard the sound of treading feet in the bath behind her, the currents in the water whispering upon her skin with ghostly touches to the presence of Z'ress. She did not dip beneath the water but rounded her with the snowy hair in a halo around her shoulders, on a tray was arranged liquid soaps and oils in beautiful glass containers and a sponge. Z'ress beckoned Aerian near to her while gathering a glass container and pouring the liquid in the sponge to work suds forth, while it smelled delicious there was a faint touch of medicinal properties.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian moved kneeling before her body submerged to her breasts, but open and disarmed, she had already chosen to quell the instinct to fight or flee, freedom would come at a price but she was already aware of that, Z’ress right now was her only ally.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“I have not been with another, unless you count Hareavor …” Her voice bit back the words that threatened to follow “But Maya is the only one” it was at this Aerian was unsure why she had let such information slip another piece to her very own curious puzzle.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>"Hareaver will not touch you." Z'ress commented, while working the sponge gently upon her shoulders, as a warmth sunk into her skin and seemed to embrace her bruises and sore muscles, feeling the essence of medicine working on her body. The heat of the water caused her relax, but as the suds clung to her flesh, Z'ress's frigid hands followed in kneading to her muscles. Those crimson eyes fixed on her with eerie sense of calculation, expression as calm as ever, meticulously. "He has stolen much from you. Tell me, what is it that drew you to Maya. It seems as you have said, you...loved...her." The word of affection appeared to struggle to escape her lips, as though it disgusted her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Hareavor didn’t kill her …. Though he does carry some responsibility for him escaping me ….” It was an out loud thought as her hand caught Z’ress’ on her shoulder just for a moment before she let it sink back beneath the water “Maya, was as beautiful as she was smart, she was balanced and not reckless, she couldn’t fight worth a damn but she made me as safe as my father does, she even made Dad accept her, he was preparing our wedding ….” Her voice drifted off again “From the moment I saw her I knew she was special, not to anyone but me and she felt the same”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“She was my world and I was hers” Aerian stared at the wall opposite her as she felt Z’ress behind her “Part of me still wishes I had joined her, even now”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Z'ress stopped when Aerian's hand reached for her own, then offering nothing more than a wash of the water upon her shoulders to rinse the suds, then the sponge dipped beneath the water, now moving down her back while slowly and sensually with a calm touch began to clean each cheek of Aerian. Her hand was slightly warmer now, but, Aerian almost could feel her cop a feel but then it was gone as it registered. "Your father isn't here now, Aerian." She whispered beside Aerian's ear, the plush bosom rubbing against her back. "I was never taught love, in fact, I am grateful. In my world, the women rule. All men are lesser beings only created to serve us. Even the lowest female beggar is higher than the highest male. We are truly beautiful creatures. Strong..." Z'ress rounded to stand before Aerian, those eyes fixed to her, while gathering her wrist to begin to methodically clean up and down each arm, then gathering a small brush and began to clean the dirt and grim beneath her nails. "Everything, happens for a reason, Aerian. It is how we use the event to overcome. You have not accepted Maya's death, it is closure that you seek against the one that tore her from you." Her ashen skin was flawless, glistening in the flickering light of the room, dark and exotic, even with the contours of her cleavage that was revealed just above the surface of the water.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian could feel her against her back instinct lent her back as she allowed the acts Z’ress portrayed upon her. “It isn’t closure, I cannot make peace with her death, but I do believe he should suffer just as she did, so it would be revenge that fuels that particular need”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian turned slowly her eyes meeting Z’ress’ emerald green almost entrancing in some ways as she watched and waited before she spoke “This world is full of balance, men are as equal to women, but they will fight as passionately for a woman as I have ever seen, my father is a hero to these lands, a man I admire and one day hope to be remembered just as fondly” She stood slowly exposing her body only one scar showed just above her right hip “That’s how our world is defined by heroes and by blood, my families blood has been spilt far more than any other, we suffer so they don’t have to” she stepped back just for a moment in thought.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Women are the strength behind men, not the strength that holds them down, though admittedly some do not know their place” She perched herself on the edge of the tub her legs set just slightly apart her eyes never leaving Z’ress’ “Admittedly milady you do have my attention”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>"If you cannot make peace, then revenge is definitely, that which you seek." Z'ress tipped her chin a slight to the shift of Aerian in the rise from the waters, crimson eyes watching her calmly. She turned to gather a small round container, moving to settle upon her knees before Aerian. Placing down the sponge to float in the water, opening the lid to lift a softly perfumed and medicinal aroma. Z'ress then scooped a small bit of the balm upon her index finger. Nearing Aerian with those snowy lashes offering a strange shadow upon her crimson eyes, her lips pressing against her thighs while she moved closer to the treasure of the young woman. A hand was flat upon her abdomen while thumb and forefinger spread the petals, a sudden transformation happened upon her face. It was as though a beast came out, unleashed for the first time, twisting into fury and anger, frightening, yet as it appeared it was gone. The placid and calm expression upon her features again, as though nothing occurred. "I will make this as comfortable as possible for you." </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Z'ress watched her closely as the index slipped to the top of her slit to gently stimulate the pearl, weaving the tip with slow touches, when Aerian relaxed, that is when she felt the sudden pressure. She was caressing her inner walls with the tonic, massaging the torn tissue from Hareavor's torture, a tingling warmth rippled through her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerians reaction was almost instant as her core heated in response to Z’ress’ invasion, her fingers bit against the edge of the tub as her legs set to keep her balance. Her eyes closed as her breathing laboured slightly.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“It shouldn’t feel good” She whimpered softly as her body fought for release.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>As her body struggled for the release, Z'ress calmly removed her digit while then dipping the glistening digit into the balm again. Her crimson eyes meeting that of Aerian. "You need to answer me. This will help with the healing. Did Hareavor penetrate between your cheeks? Violated your rear entry?"</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“No he’s quite happy to get his rocks off in the front” Aerian shrugged though the act of doing so came off more as an awkward squirm her entire body held in the invasion of Z’ress. Her legs squirmed awkwardly away from her as her body slid forward she steadied herself with her hands on Z’ress bosom.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“I .. he .. we …. Oh fuck” She whimpered her breathing now rasping as her body rose quickly toward her eagerness of needs.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Z'ress scooped up some more balm upon her digits, adding in an extra finger, literally stirring her passage with the warmth of arousal and soothing increased, a hand was lifted to place on Aerian's hip to keep her still and body placed between her legs to keep from clasping close. When Aerian's hand landed on the full bosom of Z'ress, she stopped her motions, looking to her with the crimson eyes, expression indifferent and calm, hinting at nothing beneath the surface. The full mounds spilled between her fingers with the tough dark bud pressed into each palm, soft, yet, firm. "I see..." She said quietly, removing her pleasure tools, but, at the top of Aerian's slit, her index made contact with the pearl. The tip brushing over the button, faster with more pressure, as Z'ress continued to watch Aerian.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Z'ress scooped up some more balm upon her digits, adding in an extra finger, literally stirring her passage with the warmth of arousal and soothing increased, a hand was lifted to place on Aerian's hip to keep her still and body placed between her legs to keep from clasping close. When Aerian's hand landed on the full bosom of Z'ress, she stopped her motions, looking to her with the crimson eyes, expression indifferent and calm, hinting at nothing beneath the surface. The full mounds spilled between her fingers with the tough dark bud pressed into each palm, soft, yet, firm. "I see..." She said quietly, removing her pleasure tools, but, at the top of Aerian's slit, her index made contact with the pearl. The tip brushing over the button, faster with more pressure, as Z'ress continued to watch Aerian.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerians body came crashing back to a low halt as Z’ress withdrew from her a low moan of frustration slipping from her throat. Her eyes met Z’ress’ deep in her eyes was that glimmer of a deep rooted need to release, frustration mixed with grief and more emotions beyond as Z’ress contacted her sweet spot Aerians body shuddered back to height.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>It didn’t take long before her hips rocked as she plunged over the edge of oblivion and into wave upon wave of deep longing and pleasure a deep scream of pleasure ripped from her throat her head pressed into Z’ress’ shoulder</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“How is your prisoner?” Ceremon barely even showed her moment of notice as his eyes slid slowly over Z’ress “Should I be doubling our guard for dinner?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>There was a difference when Z'ress walked now, the cruel click of her heels absent but the lightness in which she moved was pure grace on bare feet. Once within the large dining hall, Z'ress settled down in her chair, then dismissed the guards to stand outside with a flick of her wrist.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Z'ress flicked her gaze to rest on Ceremon as he entered, narrowing her eyes and then returning to the casual demeanour. "I do not recall inviting you to this dinner, Ceremon. No. There is no need, is there, Aerian?" Aerian felt a hand lowering to hers just beneath the sight of the table's edge, offering her a sense of grounding.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Ceremon smiled darkly as he eyed the naked form of Aerian “Very well, I was not joining merely informing you the boy and I are going to check a few of the outlying walls, we don’t want anyone sneaking up on us” He smiled mockingly to Aerian then turned on his heel and strode from the room.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>She suddenly glanced up to the rafters a prickle ran down her that was far from fear, a feeling she had never managed to place but knew to who is was inevitably linked as she stared blankly for a moment before pushing it aside and looking to Z’ress “I’m hungry” she managed to say keeping her voice level and soft.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Z'ress tugged down her hand, forcing her to fall to her knees in order to conceal her form from Ceremon. But, maintained her expression of indifference. "Then stop talking and be about such. If I need you, I will find you..." She stated calmly, while beginning to cut up bits of the food, glancing with a flicker of her gaze to Aerian, offering her a bite with a fork from the plate before Z'ress. "Again, I have taken precaution to tend to the liver in order to assist in the loss of iron and orange juice to assist as well. You will be fit enough soon, then, you and I can leave to search out...this man that wronged you and Maya."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>As Aerian knelt on the cold of the floor she eyed Z’ress “I have already pointed out that we all have our parts to play in things to come, my revenge will have to wait” She shrugged softly her voice had fallen to flat tone as if the information was pulled not from her but elsewhere “In any case they are already here, which makes our time together limit”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian whimpered feeling the tease against her, her eyes closed as she felt the intrusion against her backside “I …. Part of who I am allows me to see or interpret events, it sucks on so many levels” Aerian breathed against Z’ress’ ear</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“And that makes one of three people who know” A low whimper slid from her lips as her hand traced Z’ress’ feeling her own juices upon her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>"Interesting." Z'ress commented, while calmly directing Aerian to eat, more pressure was set upon the starlet while her other hand tended to the bud, slipping a finger deeply into her passage to swirl the molten core and the second finger penetrated beyond the stubborn door to the back, now two tools utilized for the utmost pleasure to the red haired girl. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian squirmed as she was penetrated twice her body shuddering her hand ran lightly through Z’ress’ hair gentle and slowly her body already lost in the pleasures, her mind tried to fight long enough to work through her curiosities.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“I’m not sure how fucking my brains out helps either of us” She moaned softly “Not that I want to stop” her body shuddered as she felt her body trembling spilling her hot nectar out over Z’ress’ hand her back arching in response to the stimulation “Oh god!!”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Z'ress remained methodical on the application of her frigid fingers within each passage, ensuring to massage the thin veil between such paths to stimulate her further, when Aerian shuddered and trembled, splashing the ambrosia into Z'ress's hand. The hair that ran beneath Aerian's touch was like the finest silken snow, but, now with the spill of Aerian's nectar, Z'ress continued relentlessly. The flutter of her lips brushed upon Aerian's shoulder with the words that followed. "Your body...naturally has a painkiller it is the power of each release that assists in tolerance, if not...simply distracts." Still that voice remained as indifferent as ever, somehow colder.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aerian felt the warm, moist breath and the plush caress of Z'ress's lips against the rivet of flesh behind her ear. "You...what?" She breathed in the hiss, adding another finger to her back entry and removed the digits from her silken passage with an index finger still prancing across the plump pearl of her born excitement. Z'ress began to slowly and sensually glide her fingers in and out of the stretched, tight pipe. Her bosom was full and crushed against Aerian's back with the stiff mother buds pressed firmly upon her flesh, Z'ress's hot lips now wrapped around the lobe with a suckling intensity.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“I should probably get back to my cell” Aerian managed as her release finally allowed her body to settle, her eyes were heavy as her body was now on the brink of exhaustion, a soft smile of satisfaction still tugging the edge of her lip “I should rest”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>When descending down the stairwell into the dungeon, Z'ress hesitated near the door to Hade's cell, motioning Aerian over to her side. "Take a long look. This was you, now...this is you." She hissed beside her ear with a flick of her tongue, motioning for Aerian's cell to be opened and guiding her within. A thick blanket was on the floor with straw bedding beneath. "I have made sure that accommodations have been met." Z'ress turned to motion the werewolf forward, as the manacles were present. "Insurance, you understand, nothing...personal." Once the click of each to her ankles and wrists clasped down in a cruel bite. "I will return." Z'ress stated then turned on her heel, while leaving her alone in the solitude of her cold, damp cell.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>The sounds were as ever in her mind multiplied, she could also here Hades as he paced inside his own cell, an odd comfort to know he was at least on feet, the prickle in the back of her consciousness was also stronger and another odd comfort, but the thought of leaving Z’ress oddly unnerved her “Damnit Aerian what have you gotten yourself into?” she rattled the chains that bound her or at least half-heartedly tried, her body still relatively numb.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Kane eyed the horizon quietly, it had been a long couple of weeks for them all, Ascondia had complained of one thing or another and Alvin was slowly becoming less patient with Kanes temperament toward the Queen.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Easy now fella” A cold tone caught him “We don’t wanna be killing ya”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>As Kane turned the whole group were pinned with blades to their throats, Ascondia was ranting about been the Queen with Alvin reminding them assault of the Queen was punishable by death.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Now just why is our great Queen out so far from her nice protected throne?” The captor crowed in reply</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Because occasionally we have more important things to worry about” Kane snapped in reply “Now how about you release us and we all go our own way and forget this whole thing happened, before it gets real ugly real fast”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“We’re the ones armed good sir, and you all will hand over your coins then we’ll be on our way” The leader or at least Kane figured he was the leader as the other four had their attention on him, the fourth held a bow to the group of Alvin, Ascondia and Aishani.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Five on Four my love what do you figure their odds to be?” Kane tossed the remark to Aishania a playful glare in his eye</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani flicked her golden eye to Kane from her position beside him, a smirk forming upon her plush lips, while from her hand pressed against his but in the contact there was the sense of something solid being placed within his palm. By feel, it was clear that this was a throwing knife that was strapped upon her thigh but removed in enough time before being caught off guard by the bandits. "Depends..." She purred.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>That is when he felt the static build in the air, a sign of Aishani preparing to possess the ability drawn on her by the webbed markings, blink. Her hand lifted in a lightening fast strike to the assailant that held her pinned by her throat, blinking to stand before him and utilize his own weapon to plunge into his gullet. Then before the others could react, the static increased when she appeared to the man keeping Ascondia pinned to slit his throat while the other was shot in the leg with a throwing knife. Turning to step forward in another issued blink, but something appeared from the forest. In a flash the archer was skewered, with a bloody choke. Now, Shadow have arrived at the perfect time.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>"Keep the gimp, alive." She said while blinking to fall to her knees before Shadow, caressing those dangerous legs with her mitted hand and crooning to the arachnid that was the size of a large dog. The front legs lofted and lightly tapped at her shoulder.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>As the blade reached his hand Kane took a step forward then ducked under the leader ending behind him his hands snapping to the front and back of his head and one sharp turn the resounding snap of the bones in his neck sent him to the ground.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>The others barely had time to react as the emerald flash of flame saw him behind Alvins captor burying the short knife into his spine not fatal but crippling. The arrival of shadow saw three dead and two injured but for the moment alive, Kane simply spun the blade in his hand beore retrieving his blade.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“The problem with raiders is they always think they have the upper hand” Quietly he wiped the blade on one of the fallen before turning to face the others “So I’m going to assume this wasn’t random, no one in their right mind attacks the Queen”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“No milord, Regal said we could do it” Groaned the one Kane had dropped moments before “said you’d be good for coin, also said you weren’t exactly yourself of late, he said you were weak”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Said you were no threat” Piped the second of their captives.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Had this attack been a week earlier I’m fairly sure they’d still be dead, my point is why would you attack” Kane now crouched before the one he had injured his blade pressed to his cheek “Just for the money?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Yes milord, Regal said it would be easy, said you wouldn’t hurt civilians” Kane laughed coldly “You threatened the Queen, we already established the punishment for that, and as for us we are little busy with something so this is time I don’t need to waste”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani straightened from her arachnid companion, while the blade spider moved at her side to lift those front legs in the direction of Ascondia and Alvin, almost as though deciphering the threat those two possessed. She glanced to Shadow then placed a hand upon the lifted leg, as though a silent communication was relaying between the two and reluctantly the pulpits stilled. "Shadow speaks of another. Who else did you happen to bring with you...?" She growled softly, walking through the snow, the white blanket crunching beneath her feet to grasp the hair within her slender fingers to yank back and force his eyes to peer deeply within her own.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“N … n … no one” He croaked under Kanes blade, the weight had nicked the flesh of his cheek sending a trail of blood down his cheek “I swear to you mailady”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani narrowed her gaze to the man, nearing him with a tilt of her head while leaning closer to him and gliding her tongue against his cheek to lick the trail of blood and whisper beside his ear. "I don't like liars..." She growled, yanking his head back then releasing her tangled fingers from his hair, straightening. She then narrowed her gaze to the surrounding area outwards from their current position, while a flash of blades flew through the air, aimed for Ascondia. Such things happened in a matter of seconds, leaving Aishani to reach with a step forward and disappearing only to stand before the Queen with a smirk, grabbing her and then the static of a powerful pull caused them to disappear and appear near Kane in the next moment as throwing knives were lodged into the snow.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Snow fell from a tree, surprisingly high up, as a figure wrapped in leather crouched like a perfectly poised panther, ready to strike. Her hair was darker then night, while her skin resembled the snow but was kissed with a subtle red to the tip of her nose. Lips a deep red while her eye's held an intents black hue. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>At her hip was a long sword, sheathed. A cloak wrapped her shoulders, hood down, while nestled between the beauteous full bosom was a necklace with a red ruby, incrusted in silver and that is when Kane would recognize the sigil of Rexialis House. Such was a well-known house to deal in all illegal trades, including the flesh, thieves and mostly the best assassin's but after the Dragon Wars, seemingly dropped off the face of the realm. But, now, he was face to face with one.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Kane didn’t hesitate as he kicked his captive back into the snow, rising straight to the full 7 foot frame that suddenly looked far more dangerous than he had in some time, his eyes darkened as he watched the newcomer.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“We have enough problems to deal, they just keep coming today” His eyes stayed on the newcomer as Alvin moved to put himself between Aishani and Ascondia “I have the Queen covered Lady Aishani, I fear Lord Kane may need you”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“You know me so I’ll leave you to do your introduction, though a family reputation for murder mayhem, slave trading and more leaves little guess work”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>The female remained calm, while balancing herself perfectly on the limb without so much as a hand for balance. Aishani rounded from behind Alvin to stand at Kane's side, with Shadow at her side protectively. This female simply tilted her head to the side while the smirk grew to a wolfish grin now. Now, in a thought the Rexialis House, it was run by the Billote's since a marriage bound the two houses together to give birth to a ruthless group that was primarily all family in the higher ranks.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani was already in pursuit, feet crushing in the snow, then silent in a leap up that landed her on the branch that the female previously had occupied, flashing from one branch to another. Even with the ability to blink, while Aishani was gaining on the female, she still was faster. Shadow gave chase from the ground level and was exceedingly faster than both fading into the distance, when Kane would arrive, he would find a flash of weapons and a web was being created to trap the female.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Let’s try this again, you know who I am, I already figure your from Evermore, so my guess would be Dragons Keep, which means you’re working for my father, which means you’re not leaving this forest alive” Kane shrugged calmly “I’m tired of fighting with his support troops trying to slow me down, because he knows I will kill just about anyone to get to my daughter, so anything you wish to impart on me I suggest you do so now before I allow my lover to pluck you apart piece by piece, or Shadow”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>There was a thud and the crack of a tree branch that sounded like thunder in the otherwise silent skeleton of a forest, followed by a grunt. Then steps in the snow, as though, someone was fighting in the distance. The sound of fist meeting body was heard, while this was short lived and Aishani came back with a trickle of blood from her nose. Her plush lips were twisted in a triumphant smirk, Shadow was behind her, as the struggling female was wrapped in a netlike web and being pulled.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>The female growled and cried out while attempting to chew and pull the webbing apart, Aishani then stopped at Kane's side, clearing her throat. "Now, let's try this again. Kane, my love, after you." The female within had a swollen eye and a split lip, not nearly as beautiful as before while her black eyes flashed dangerous, similar to a cornered animal. Aishani ran a finger to her bloodied nose, while licking the digit clean.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Get off me Kane” She barked angrily.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“I am the fucking Queen and she will answer to me!” Ascondia snarled back</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“You’re the Queen, with one guard and a really pissed off demon, a giant Spider and a drow, you might want to think where the threat is actually coming from” And with that he nodded to Alvin who pulled Ascondia to the side</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Tempers are a little frayed as you can imagine, so if you’d care to tell us what we want, maybe I’ll forgo slitting your throat”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>The female in the webbed netting simply sat and glared at all of them, those dark eyes like chips of obsidian. "I'm sorry, I seem to have been running away, when you were shouting at me. I missed everything you asked...my name. It is Virra Billote. You are Kane...you must be the daughter that psycho bitch, Z'ress, is after and will stop at nothing to get." A smirk spread upon her split and bleeding lip, spitting the blood into the snow and staining it red. "I followed that ... spider. I didn't know an Elcarus had the potential to summon and control such a creature."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“And we’re still a day or so out even without rest” Kane sighed softly before looking to Virra “You are correct the spider is not my trick, as you said we cannot do such things, Aishani on the other hand” Kane smiled softly “Let me put it this way you are of House Rexialis which pretty much makes you a wanted criminal across the entire realm, I will make it go away, for you, providing you help me get my daughter and brother out of my fathers hands”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Kane quickly drew a map into the snow “We can’t go in the main doors their mages would tear us apart before we got close, there is however an old cellar that collapsed right before my grandfather died, which leads into the old detention cells and then into the newer ones, we can get in and out quietly, providing we know what’s waiting for us and what condition Aerian and Hades are in”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>"You mean that red head and guy...that kinda looks like you? Wow. You really are Ceremon's son, he made the same deal with my father. The terms were to protect the house in a long term sense...Hey, wait! You can't go near the castle..." She stopped mid-sentence, then fell silent, poking holes with her finger in the snow beneath her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani flicked her gaze up from the map that was being drawn to the girl, narrowing her eyes upon Virra. "My love...I'm going to knock her out..." She growled, it was clear the venture and having to tolerate the Queen, without intimacy, was definitely winding her up to be dangerous, her patience wearing thin.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>"What good would that do you?" Virra spat. "Besides, you don't know what is awaiting you, should you arrive. That entrance you spoke of is not really hidden anymore. After all, if I know about it and Shadow does...then." She shrugged passively, tentatively touching her lip. "You really think, it would matter? No protection could keep me safe from my father or the House. As you said, I'm a wanted criminal, better off dead then by his hand."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“And I’m Kane Elcarus, she’s the Queen we can actually make YOU’RE crimes disappear” Kane was careful to ensure she understood this was to her and her alone “You can take residence In Dentarius there isn’t a place that’s safer, well except the mansion but … still we will proect you as if you are our own, and you might want to be aware Ceremon has an army of lunatics with no real power between them, he collects them like pets” Kane stood striding back and forth with though for a moment “So yes the redhead and guy that sort of appears like me, not the crazy one you understand the one they have locked up, time is running out, I need to get to Aerian, I need to know what we’re walking into, please I need your help”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>There was silence from Virra while her dark eyes looked over Kane and then Ascondia skeptically. When Kane stood, Aishani placed a hand of comfort and support upon his bicep with the curl of her nails into the thick coat that he wore, her delicious aroma slithering in his sense, crisp as the fallen snow around them to further such stability from her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>"Fine. I'll help..." Virra whispered, as though her voice trembled. "Just let me out of this...web...net...thingy..."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Kane spun on his heel rounding on her “I’ll trust you, I expect you to do the same” With that he ran his hand over Aishanis shoulder gently “Let her out” as he turned to face Ascondia and Alvin his voice dropped “We’ll set up camp here tonight, it’s late, she’ll need time to rest”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>He sheathed his weapon at his hip and turned to face Virra “And you will tell us all we need to get them out, that’s our deal, once they are out and safe so are you” Alvin was very quickly busy with erecting the tents against the dark backdrop of the forest, Ascondia as ever was complaining a Queen shouldn’t have to erect her own tent much less sleep rough each night as they had for some time now.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Virra's eyes flashed to Aishani when Kane gave his lover the go ahead to release her. Aishani briefly nodded to Kane, moving over and releasing the tether fasten to the webbed netting by whispering a few words and it melted away, she then turned to move and assist Alvin in lifting the tents up. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>But, suddenly, Ascondia was cut short of her complaining while a snowball was thrown in her direction, Aishani leaned down packing another, tossing it up and down in a threat, her plush lips formed into a coy smirk. "I think...you can pitch in. I'll help teach you how to pitch your OWN tent." She tossed the snowball aside and moved to assist Ascondia in rising. "But I am NOT going to do it for you when you have two able hands. We are all in this together, quit...your bitching."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Virra was rolling over laughing in the snow now, to the sight of Ascondia. "I like her. I take that back, you are nothing like that psycho bitch, Z'ress." But, at the venomous glare cast by Aishani, she scrambled to rise and moved over to the map. She considered it for a moment in silence, then settled down and beginning to add on more cells and drew frowny faces even a penis and a pussy, snickering but then smothered it out. "I'll explain everything once things are settled."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Quietly he rose to his feet collecting his bow as he threw a glance to Aishani and Ascondia who had at least stopped complaining and was busy erecting her tent, Alvin had already begun preparing the fire. He waited until he felt Aishani at his side as they ducked out into the forest in search of their next meal.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Virra rolled a shoulder passively to Kane's words that left neither trust or lack thereof. Her dark eyes were startlingly beautiful against her porcelain skin, a lazy one-side smirk formed upon her lips, leaving him to believe this female was always up to no good. In a way, reminding him of Aerian. But, she extended her arms forward with her wrists next to the other. "Got it, Kane. Might be best...for now, if not for you but for me."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>The moment she followed him through he rounded on her his lips capturing hers hungrily for a few moments before he dropped back. “I wanted to thank you, I wouldn’t have gotten this far without you, or Shadow, and I’m pretty sure our dear Queen would have long since lost her head” he rolled his shoulder slowly with a smile.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“I know all this isn’t helping things, for either of us in a lot of ways, but we’re almost at our destination, I am finally feeling far better all thanks to you” He smiled softly as he crept toward the edge of the lake, the water crystal clear and ice cold as it vanished over the edge and down into the waiting rivers below “We will hit Evermore soon, the terrain is terrible and weather worse, I don’t know what’s to come and that bothers me”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Shadow passed them, while leaping from tree to tree, skittering soundlessly on the snow. Aishani was as though a ghost at his back, following him down and between a growth. Yet, the instant he turned, Aishani's eyes widened briefly in surprise to the press of his lips against hers. That succulent warmth sung clear into his core, stirring with the recovered sweep of her own plush surface, giving into the moment with such thirst it was insatiable. As he stood back, her eyes were closed and then lids lifted slowly, looking up to him with that golden hue humming softly in the dying light.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>A smirk formed upon the luscious surface of her lips, tilting her head walking with him to peer over the edge, then back to him. She lifted a hand, covered in the mitt, her eyes fixed to him while her aroma was slithering into his senses. "That is where you are wrong. While, yes, the circumstances prevent us of...certain pleasures. This is helping us grow, Kane. We are here in this frigid hell, joining for the same cause and goal ultimately. No one ever sees eye to eye, but, the strength is growing. There is one thing, I do know. You will have me at your side to face the unknown, together we will overcome our obstacles. You are not facing any of this alone. So long as I breathe, you never will." She glanced over her shoulder sharply, then up to a tree. Across the lake, was a female doe attempting to gather bark from the trees due to the lush grass being settled beneath the snow for the winter.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Kane crouched beside her “I don’t doubt you Aishani, never have from the moment we met, my problem is I don’t know Ascondias end game and our new house guest could be walking us right into our parents hands” </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>He drew the bow slowly his eyes stayed on the doe before the arrow took flight absolute and clean dropping the doe with practiced accuracy, he smiled softly as he drew back slowly, and he kissed her cheek as they walked toward the fallen animal.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“So what do you think of our guest can we trust her? She reminds me too much of Aerian and in a lot of ways that bothers, but she may be our only hope of getting Aerian and Hades out alive”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani remained silent as Kane took aim and shot down the doe, glancing to him when he pressed his lips against her icy cheek and stood. Shadow was already moving to the deer, weaving a web into a net very much the same to which caught Virra, when finished, she assisted Kane on placing the body of the doe into the net. "Anyone's end game is a potential threat. But, right now, we are on fixed on getting Aerian out, Hades as well. Let us focus on this, but, be prepared. As for our...guest, I am not entirely too sure what to think. But, it does not hurt to be at the ready. She does remind me of Aerian, amusingly so. In fact, that could help our cause, especially since she has seen her and knows the exactly location."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Yet she has yet to confirm if Aerian is still alive, or what state she was in before she followed Shadow to us” Kane sighed softly his eyes now focused on the doe “It bothers me that I don’t even know if my daughter is still alive”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>As they finished wraping the doe Kane sat just for a moment allowing the pain of the situation to take hold before one deep breath pushed it all back to the back of his mind “Well time to get us all fed, we should find you something to eat as well, I know you’re not so keen on meat as the rest of our party” A soft smile that he had tried not to forget such a detail.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani placed a hand upon his bicep, her display of comfort and strength. "Kane, you know she is still alive, as well as Hades. Do not give in so easily. Yes, I understand that we don't have proof, but, in my heart I know they are both alive. It would not suit Z'ress's purpose to have them dead. Perhaps, after everyone has full stomachs conversation would come easier. Not to mention, I can have a snowball ready any moment for Ascondia, believe it or not, that felt good." Her plush lips formed into a wicked smirk, but as he made the mention of her diet, Aishani chuckled. "I made sure to pack extra dried fruit, my love. I will be fine, plus it is difficult to maintain my diet in the winter, I know that."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Kane chuckled at the snowball comment “That was fun to watch” before he nodded “Another piece to the already rather large puzzle at hand it would seem, though I’m now certain Ceremon is responsible for a large piece things to come” Kane shrugged as they began the task of taking the doe to camp.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>They walked back in silence as Kanes mind attempted to fit things together, as well as quell the urges that now sat just below the surface the need for her overwhelming but their task would for the moment prevent those actions. As they entered camp Ascondia had finally finished with her tent and Alvin had built a makeshift spit over the fire, he looked to where he had left Virra who seemingly was still present in camp.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Shadow skittered ahead of them in the direction of the camp now, while her presence was spoken like a scream beside him in the sensual scent that her frigid skin drifted to his senses. The thing with Aishani, was that neither needed to speak to fill empty space, each took time to savour the presence of the other. A deeper connection between them growing on this venture.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani moved over to inspect the tent that was pitched by Ascondia and congratulated her on a job well done, while returning to Kane's side to assist him on cleaning the deer to cook for the others. While she preferred vegetables and fruit, it was clear she was a hunter and knew how to prepare the animal with her daggers.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>As the meat cooked Kane offered a plate to Virra “You look like you haven’t eaten well in a while, you probably should” it was at this point Ascondia burst into another rant on why he was treating the prisoner so well and barely paying attention to the Queen, Kane simply allowed her the moment then continued with his offering.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“You don’t even care” Ascondia spat angrily</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Ascondia, you need to calm down, and realise that not everything you say is the law, and out here, even less so” Kane replied darkly “We need her, and for that she needs to remain alive, I said we would protect and I assure you that is what I intend to do, remember Dentarius does not answer to the crown”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani settled by the fire boiling down snow to make a mushroom and vegetable stew to go with the deer, since she decided to instead focus on spicing the food while her and Alvin discussed the type of spices that she brought with her. She chuckled but when Ascondia burst out in her spoiled rant, Aishani turned her a bored expression to her. Beginning to hand out bowls with the stew now that the meat was ready.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Soon, there was a presence beside him, he didn't need to look in order for him to know it was Aishani. A hand was placed within his, while without a word, she lead him from the group to find a rock to settle upon and offered him a bowl. "My love, you have to eat. You will do none of us any good, that does include your daughter, if you don't eat." The rock was large enough for the two of them to sit, Aishani settled first and when Kane did, she wrapped her arms around him and folded her legs to keep him near but allowing hi enough space to eat.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>His words were more a thought spoken aloud though for only the two of them to hear, Aishanis presence had for the moment settled him or at least given him a measure of control blocking the darker emotions from taking root “We need to leave at first light, we cannot hold off any longer that, I would go now, but I still need to rest as best I can”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani remained silent, allowing him to know that she was present as he ate. Listening to him, but as his head leaned in to her, she lifted her chin to allow a roost over his crown, and her fingers wove through his hair. "Give your daughter some benefit of the doubt, Kane. She is a fighter and strong, takes after her father. You have bounced back from so much tragedy, granted, it left scars and scars remain long after. But, with time, such marks are forgotten and fade." She fell silent for a moment, perhaps, contemplating her own words due to the webbed scars that marred her back. "Yes, you are right. You need rest, as do we all. I would not cloud your mind with making sense of things. But, I do know one thing, Ceremon will go to any extent to get what he wants and so will Z'ress...a dangerous affair. Do not think so deeply inward, my love. You know, exactly what Ceremon wants...don't you?"</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>“Your mother wants you and my father wants me, seems we are about to deliver them just that, I just plan to snatch it way just as fast” He felt his resolve finally settle in his hands taking hers as he led her to their tent, just before they reached the camp he stopped “We can’t put our newcomer with Ascondia, nor with Alvin it seems tonight we have a house guest”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange;"><i>Aishani cleaned off the bowl in the snow and then looked to him while removing her legs and arms, her heat lingering upon him and appeared to feed his resolve. She curled her hand within his, looking up to him with her golden hue while the other milky ghost of her eye was fixed to him. She stopped after he did, then looked to Virra sitting away from Ascondia and Alvin. "Hm. Well, then we have a guest. I'll set up another bedroll for her in the tent." Aishani lifted her hand to curl around the nape of his neck, drawing his lips down to press against her own. While it was a briefest of kisses, this held a passion that stole the very breath away from him, but, she walked away with her hips playing beautifully against the jeans and heavy coat. Moving to dip within their arranged tent.</i></span></div>
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UnshatteredNightmare666http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128568202671681724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817715199670070337.post-35397009130267338812015-11-12T13:42:00.000+00:002015-11-12T13:42:07.242+00:00[A Cold Winter] Who Has The Power?<div class="ecxmsonormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 16.2pt;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Ceremon was busy reading through the books, a candle burned low as the air now grew cold and the light already falling as the night crept in. Hareavor was sharpening a blade on the far side of the room but the rasp of steel on whetstone was no less throught the high racks off books.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>“Must you do that in here boy, we have a whole castle for you to annoy” Ceremon snapped darkly “I have a lot of work to do”</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>“The light is best in here, I get a better edge, and seeing as you stopped me playing with my bitch I have nothing else to do” Hareavor spat back coldly “Why the hell did you bring her here? I mean she has so far done nothing but obsess over that daughter of hers”</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>“That daughter of hers happens to be with Kane, she also seems to have brought him to full strength which is a problem, or do you forget what happened the last time you engaged him in such a state” Ceremon growled each word harder than the last as Hareavor ran his hand over the scar on his left cheek, a result of a sword fight with Kane.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>“The next time he and I fight he will die” Hareavor bit back angrily.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>“And yet he lives, I recall you saying similar before Hareavor, and seeing as both of us striggle to get the upper hand on him, we will tip his attention by having his girl in direct danger he will drop his guard and then we will kill him” Ceremon shrugged darkly “But Z’ress is key to that plan so I am telling you to do exactly as she says Hareavor her orders are as if they come from me”</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Hareavor spat a string of curses before storming from the library angrily, his eyes flashing darkly toward any who passed him as he did so.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>The faint sound of the heels announced the nearing approach of Z'ress, met with a momentary clash in the corridor outside to Hareavor's presence. Though, his glare was spat in her direction, Z'ress carried on as though he never existed.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>She entered the library, with the grace of a powerful feline tigress, moving to slip in a settle upon his desk and a cross of her legs that offered him an exemplary view of those smooth ashen stems attached to the knee high boots that caused the sound of her entry. Z'ress remained poised upon the rise of his desk to the side of his work, her crimson eyes remained on the doorway, as her features, though, stunning were indifferent.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Ceremon placed his quill in the ink pot, closing the book he’d been working within before looking upto her “How are my prisoners? Have we got their undying support?” He knew the answer but the question was mere distraction as he eased her legs so they were now settle either side of her on the desk, one sharp tug had her on the edge of the table with her thighs either side of him.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>“How were your travels in my deep dark cells?”</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Z'ress, the cool and calm viper as she was, hardly reacted to his unfold of her legs and the swift tug that caused her legs to be spread on each side of him with the heels of her boots now pinning his hands to the arm rest of his current seat in a silent warning that he was treading on dangerous ground. "You know the answer, Ceremon. I have found some...weaknesses within them. I do plan to exploit such."</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>That was when she ensured the pressure remained on his hands, as she flipped up the strip of fabric that was to imitate a loin cloth of silk, to offer him the display of her succulent petals. Such dark flesh kissed with the tease of delicate pink beyond, no sooner had the display occurred, and then it was covered again. "Each of them are confused by my feedings and tending to their wounds. In which, I plan to continue, adding in a bathing session with the rat. She is a poor...poor confused girl, which is simple to wrangle within my web."</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Ceremon placed a kiss on her thigh gently, before he looked back to her “She has watched her mother and father destroy each other for years, it makes no wonder she ended up so lost. However” He stopped placing another kiss to her thigh “Do not forget she wants to survive, she is hurt and she is smart a dangerous combination in a child”</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>He stood now his hand catching the back of her pulling her tight her hips meeting his as he held her tight in place “There is still plenty to be done for us both” his words were almost a hiss as he lent down to catch the flesh of her neck firmly “I wouldn’t want you dead before the fun began”</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Z'ress watched him in silence, again, that expression enigmatic and calm, when his lips graced her thigh, the closure fractured for only a moment. She tipped her chin upwards now, to the second placement of his lips upon her opposite thigh, uninterested. But, the instant he stood and grasped her to cause their hips to clash, her crimson eyes snapped to him, narrowing critically.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Her skin between his teeth, was crisp and refreshing, like a bite of freshly fallen snow. "I can handle, myself, Ceremon." Z'ress hissed resting her cheek against his, the tip of her tongue writhing into his ear, proceeded by a purse blow from her lips. Then she leaned back, placing her hands upon his chest to depart from him.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>His hand pressed firmly against her before they hooked under the loin cloth dipping into her with expert ease. His hand tightened at her back preventing any real attempt at escape “I do not for a doubt you cannot handle them” his words rolled slowly before he once more laid kisses against her neck</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>A hiss parted her lips to the plunge of his digits into the tight silken folds, the passage instantly pressing to be rid of the obstacle that pierced her. She was molten in the depths, as every woman. Since he cut off her chances of escape, one hand lifted to curl around his throat from the front, tightening with the fair bite of her nails, then the opposite hand moved to his back in giving a caress up and down, but, in the next instant tangling within his threads in a yank back.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Her crimson eyes were fixed on him, cruelly, while her expression was enigmatic.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>He hissed in reply to the snap of his head, the motion was only momentary as he felt her nails break the flesh of his throat a low growl that was between a warning and a growl of twisted passion. As he finally pulled himself free of her grip on his hair he simply smiled.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>He removed his hand from her with a soft smile before releasing his grip on her “Perhaps I should have asked first” his voice was cold and yet the challenge to her was there “Such ice cold beauty” and with that he stepped back watching her</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>The articulate plop was heard in the departure of his digit that plunged within her sweet comb of honey, his words brought a slow twitch to the corner of her lips, almost as though a flicker of amusement surfaced. But, as always, this was short lived and gone no sooner than it had appeared. Never though, had her eyes expressed anything but indifference or domination, cruel and cold.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>She tilted her head, while moving forward to dip her head with a glide of her tongue upon the beads of ruby drawn by her nails. Stepping back, as a hand lurched viperously to grasp his top, pull him to force him on his back upon the table, no sooner had she released him, then he was met with a suffocating feeling over his nose and mouth. But, it was when the heat hit him and the sweet musky odor of a female. Z'ress had positioned herself to force him to please her. "Lick me. Do it good, then...I may consider forgiving you."</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>He didn’t even wait simply plunged his tongue it her his nails raking the back of her thighs as his tongue dipped deep into her, his nails raked back up her thighs then gripped at her ass kneading her buttocks firmly as he slid back to nip her clit before suckling against it.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>He moaned against her adjusting himself so as to acomadate the hardening in his pants before his finger crept up along her butt sliding down against the path of his tongue before easing back along and into her butt</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>He heard the gasp from Z'ress to the writhe of his tongue that pierced into that tight molten passage, leading to the heavenly cradle of birth. Small white lines indicated the path of his nails that dug into her flesh, leaving a throbbing but fading impression on the silken skin. The perfection of her half-moons was soft but firm, melting into his hands as one with a hand placed in snow. He knew that she was a female of little sound when in the dominating position, since, that was all he ever witnessed from her. But, Ceremon began to recognize when he was doing things as she pleased, because, now her hips began to roll into his greedy mouth and slick tool. One hand curled within his hair, nails scraping at the scalp, practically force feeding him her delectable flower. She left him little room to breathe, but, the pressure incited upon her starlet gave after inciting more, the back pipe swallowing the stimulation of both passages being pleasured.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>"Add another." She directed him in her cold voice, indicating a partner within her pucker. There was no strain of lust or passion in her voice, as always, calm and collected with the reigns of a man beneath her. He began to taste a sweetness tickle his pallet, this was merely a tease for him to achieve a higher success on forcing her to release.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>He didn’t comply for the moment slipping his finger free of her his tongue now striking against her clit, short sharp flicks that struck and ran over the tender nub of flesh. He paid slow attention to her tasting her and incredible experience for one such as himself.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Finally he allowed her an answer his fingers slipping deep into her wetness coating them before easing two up into her butt, a slow motion before twisting and then easing them up further.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>The plumpness of her clit dictated to Ceremon the pleasure that was left unspoken, while her body reacted to such stimulation. A hiss parted her lips when he removed his digit from her back pipe with a plop, yet, she continued to roll her hips down into his mouth. The fingers still within his hair, forcing him to take her while literally riding him, the instant the second digit was added to the tool already pre-slickened by the stealthy lubrication stolen from her flower.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>The harder he worked within her back passage, the more she began to grow frantic upon him, that is when he was graced with a flow of her honey, filling his lips and beyond into his mouth. Warm. Sweet. Mouth-watering tasty.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>The next moment, her body was removed from atop him, while he could breathe freely and his impending digits removed from her black pleasure spot. She stood now, in her calm composure, watching him with those crimson eyes.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>He slid back slowly standing his eyes now settling on hers the taste of her still present in his mind “Control is only fun when you’re getting something from it in return” His words were soft and oddly calm “But here there is usually a willing to give in return” </i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>“But I when the last time you got yourself fucked?” his voice was half challenge half tease but enough to let her know their current arrangement would need to adapt to serve them both “Not that I don’t enjoy serving such beauty, only that I am not accustomed nor willing to simply act in such capacity because it is expected of me”. </i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>She remained still while he spoke, tilting her head to his words, as those crimson eyes fixed on him. Z'ress maintained her silence standing still, as that female prowess was ever present and demand for authority detailed. That is when she lifted a hand to shift the fabric of her dress, causing the silken folds to caress her body to a crumple upon the floor. This was a sight, Ceremon had not the pleasure to witness.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>The delicate curve of her neck, slender shoulders down to the beauteous bosom that was full and plush, enough to make any man drool at the sight. The dark buds were perked with attention to the difference of temperature, marking the toughness of a mother to child through birthing.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Her torso blended in with the waist that nestled a perfectly carved naval amidst the soft flesh of her fit figure. The hips were lush and motherly, while the sensual V was dusted with soft snow and down to her legs.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>Ceremon eyed her form slowly his eyes taking every inch of her as he stepped toward her his eyes calm as he eased her onto the desk, one motion unleashed his hard erection and one thrust sent him plunging deep into her, hear heat surrounding him as he held within her for a moment.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15.3333px; line-height: 21.2667px;"><i>His hands slid to her breasts kneading them slowly before pinching her nipples causing them to harden allowing him to capture one in his mouth before sliding to the other.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Why are you looking out for me? You know I won’t turn her over, nor will I will turn over the mansion, so unless you’re not quite as mental as Aishani tells it …. This seems a lot of effot to play nice?” I was half question half statement a ramble from the confused mind that Aerian was violently fighting to control.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Z'ress still kept her silence, while ensuring that Aerian ate and then offered her the cup of juice. "It is knowledge that you are stubborn and refuse to comply. Your grandfather, has a weak spot for you, which is to your own advantage. You spoke to me of wanting something you can never have, I am in the same seat as you. Everyone seems against me gathering my own flesh and blood. You see, I simply want to take her home. She has caused enough trouble in this realm and do not hesitate to consider for just a moment that if the situation best suits her, she will leave."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Those crimson eyes travelled upon her upper thighs, the bruising well defined. She then lifted her hand while the webbing of violet wrapped her and pulsed, as Aerian felt a warmth enter her body, as healing was occurring. It was minimal, perhaps, to avoid a shock to the body, but, Z'ress simply watched her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aerian watched the webbing vanish into her skin feeling the pain ease, she drank slowly “Ceremon may claim he has a soft spot, but only because he knows IF I wound up dead, my father would rip this castle apart and everyone and everything in it” She finished the juice and another bite of food before she slid back a little “Make no mistake Z’ress, he is afraid of my father, everyone is”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She shrugged softly that slight edge that kept others from getting close no crept into her body, the way she held or at least tried to as much as you could through the pain and the bruising and being naked, the latter barely bothered her anymore though the ice in the air wasn’t helping matters. “But you want your daughter, who will serve critical in protecting this realm, I already know this to be true, I’ve seen her in action, I fell in love with her, before she found my father” She drew a short breath “That one stung. Nevertheless I was sent to watch over her and ensure she got to Dentarius, which is why the bounty hunter my mother dispatched to take her life is now at the bottom of a ravine with half a dozen arrows in his spine, war is coming and we need her”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Z'ress tipped her chin a slight in a jut, at Aerian's words, those crimson eyes fixed on her with an impending chill that seemed to cause the room to grow even colder. "I have heard that twice now. Must be difficult for you, then. To watch the interaction between the two, to know, if only you moved faster that COULD have been you. Doesn't that make you angry? To have her beneath you, writhing and screaming out your name, instead of his? I taught her very well indeed, her manipulation is top of the line. I'm impressed."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>It caught her square in the chest her entire body tensed visibly at Z’ress’ words watching her move toward her the pain of Mayas death merely held her in place. Her mind simply shutdown as the defences fell all within a moment “I couldn’t protect her, couldn’t stop him, couldn’t find him, will kill him when I do” the words came in a flood, this time she didn’t even bother wiping her eyes falling back onto the floor her entire body exposed to Z’ress.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Her breasts were exposed and just as bruised as the rest of her, a layer of dirt missed leaving almost no area of her body untouched with deep dark patches, her hair had become matted and clung to her scalp with barely any motion, her brain reeled in a wave of confusion she could barely process. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“It doesn’t matter none of it, because if you remover her from the equasion that this realm is so finally balanced upon you will kill us all, if the Everlands falls, then every realm from here to the netherealms will fall one after another until there are none left” Aerians words were oddly chilled as if not spoken by her but they were from deep within the desperate pit that she now fought to bury once more “I couldn’t protect Maya but I will protect Aishani I love her, she found dad I can make peace with that, eventually…..” her voice trailed off thoughts of Aishani swimming through her mind before her brain hit her with another wave of confusion and pain. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>But, the instant that contact was made, Z'ress lifted from her and swept the red-head in her arms, cradling her close to her bosom. She was as though, swept into a drift of snow, but it was comforting. "Then, I will be here for a very long time it seems. It seems everyone is so wrapped up in their own desires and wants, which leaves you at the bottom of the pile, doesn't it? You never allowed anyone to comfort you. Caress your hair and tell you that everything will be all right. But, you know that isn't going to happen, don't you?"</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As her hands crept over her body Aerian felt her body react, her flesh rippled with goosebumps, as her hands crept over her intimate parts she felt a whimper slip past which she promptly bit back midway through, her nipples hardened the instant Z’ress’ hands touched them.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>It was as she took her in her Aerians that for the first time in a long time Aerian felt true panic, the kind that twists your insides, Aerian could feel her body heel and yet her strength remained all but gone as she twisted quickly out of Z’ress’ grasp slithering back along the floor, she remained on her hands with her feet planted against the floor “I don’t need to be told I’ll be OK, I have watched my life break down so many times it no longer matters, I survive because I’m Elcarus or because I’m stubborn to die depending on whom you ask”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She felt the panic settle which allowed her to drop the defensive posture, she couldn’t take Z’ress she had already worked that out, she was healed but she was far from healthy in that moment “Does make me curious as to your end game beyond retrieving your daughter, I mean you said she gravitates toward protective men, but you, you sided with a certified whack job and by my math you would have got to Dentarius and my father long before Aishani, which means Ceremon was already aware of your arrival” Aerian stopped her train of thought as she settled back “He knew, he brought you here, but why, certainly not to seduce his lesbian granddaughter that capture was does because the opportunity arose” She tipped her head ever so slightly as she let her eyes now trail every inch of Z’ress she could see, her own body still heated from being touched.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Those cruel heels began to click in her walk to the cell door. "I would reconsider things, as they are. Do not pretend to know me, nor my plans. No one knows this, but, me alone. I risk everything to leave my house to my daughters in my stead...Yes, Aishani's sisters. I have much more to lose than her, nor any of you." She lifted her hand to knock on the door.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I wouldn’t assume to know anything Z’ress, except the pieces of a larger I have, I would just make sure you’re on the right side for the right reasons, love is just as powerful as hate and I have family filled with both” Finally Aerian made her way to her feet leaning back on the wall, her body once more exposed though somewhat less unclean than before “Maybe next time you can clean me up properly, I still have more of Hareavor on me than I’d like”</i></span></div>
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UnshatteredNightmare666http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128568202671681724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817715199670070337.post-55427959065938484862015-10-27T15:50:00.001+00:002015-10-27T15:50:55.411+00:00[A Cold Winter] Dinner With Hades<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Ceremon let his grip on her wrist slid a dark smile “Go tend to our prisoners, let’s see if they bite first” he thought for a moment “Perhaps a less violent approach will help loosen their defiance”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He watched just long enough for her to disappear from the library before returning to his work within the books.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Hades pulled himself to his feet, every part of him ached, if there was one thing he had forgotten it was the feeling of being tortured, Hareavor was good at that part, a second experiment after he himself was deemed a failure, at least by Ceremon, if the truth were told Hades had simply seen that been on Kanes side was a far easier life than been hunted by him. He groaned as the days of tortured cracked from each bone, he had a couple of broken ribs, an a few strains here and there but whatever Z’ress had done had either tricked him into thinking he would be OK, or she had actually healed him which was all the more confusing to Hades, he wasn’t exactly the thinking kind.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>From the hallway, Hades heard the echo of those cruel heels clicking upon the stone floor, steady and erotic. The mere sound was not music but torture to his ears due to the knowledge of the nearing presence of Z’ress that is when he heard the door scream in agony to the weight on the joints and the moisture that was causing premature rust.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>At first two guards entered; the werewolf and the human, one carrying a sack while the other held a metal bucket that was closed and then those crimson eyes appeared from the darkness beyond fixed on him. She motioned for the guards to place down the items and take their leave, it was quick in the gesture and a snap of her fingers. The cell door closed behind her with a clank, while lifting the torch to hook upon the metal hanger fixed to the wall.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"How are you feeling, Hades?" She asked, her voice still indifferent, in her hands balanced perfectly was a tray of food. The smell is what hit him the hardest, freshly grilled meat and vegetables, everything his body craved. A silver pitcher and cup was set at the side. "Come let me inspect your ribs...bones are harder to heal then external injuries."</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Not the first time that asshole has broken bones, probably not going to be the last either” Hades levelled his tone as he set back against the wall, his stomach growling angrily at the scent of food. Something he had been deprived off since his capture, he stepped forward just a step before letting his glance move to the torch and bucket.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“So I play nice or you sic the rats on me?” He smiled a knowing smile, he may not have been a threaded with vampire as his other brothers, but he had enough to recognise certain scents. “Impressive, but what I don’t get is what use I am? I can’t bring down the fields around Elcarus Mansion, see dad neglected to give me that particular skill, only those born in the grounds can affect the convergence there” He made his way to sit in front of her his eyes set on the plate of food “But then you already know this, so either you get off on torturing men, dad isn’t giving you too much pleasure or you are just plain bored, or” his tone darkened “You think I have any level of influence over Aerian, and can convince her to side with you, you will do as you please to me regardless of what I give you”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Z'ress listened to Hades, while calmly slicing into the dark piece of meat. Such was slick and smelled of butter and mouth-watering spices, though, her crimson eyes slowly lifted to meet his gaze. The shadows at the corner of those luscious lips appeared to be riddled with mild amusement. "Forget, Aerian for the time, Hareavor will not lay a single finger on her, less he desires to keep his manhood intact. Is she here? Have I mentioned her? I am speaking with you. You are my focus, Hades." Z'ress calmly, lifted a forkful with the meat and vegetables, those supple breasts partially exposed within the dress, a teasing darkness of the upper of the areola exposed. "Now. Eat, the iron in the liver will assist to increase the amount of blood loss that you have sustained. I do not desire to ruin a good meal with plots, let us, simply enjoy it."</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Hades eyed the food with suspicion, then Z’ress with that same look, before finally taking a bite. “So what you’re just here out of the goodness of your heart?” He swallowed slowly the pain still there as he watched her “Don’t get me wrong, I’m a fan of murder and mayhem as much as anyone else, value my life, but” he let the world hold “I protect my family, even at the cost of my life, Kane saved me from the torment of the hell Ceremon left me in, a debt that still needs to be paid, so if this is because you’re a saint painted bad then I’m thankful”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He sat back taking another piece of liver “Also might be worth noting my vampire is a whole lot less than Kane, I have no reliance on blood to stay alive nor heal, may take me longer but Ceremon gave me pieces of their strength and was able to strip the weaknesses. Which is why Hareavor likes to beat me up so badly, he does tie me up first though because he knows I’d kick his pathetic ass in a straight fight”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As he ate the liver, such was cooked and delicious, as well as the vegetables. She gathered another forkful, while, offering it to him. Her crimson eyes fixed on Hades, harbouring indifference to his words and reflecting nothing but ice. "Perhaps, not. But, for anyone, vampire or other, liver assists in the loss of blood by supplementing the iron." When he accepted that bite, Z'ress, placed the fork down to her side while gathering the pitch to pour some juice into the cup. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>By the smell of the sweet citrus and orange in colour it was orange juice, without a moment of hesitation, she then lifted the cup and took a sip and then from the pitcher to illustrate there was no danger of poison. From the corner of those plush lips, he caught a trickle of the orange juice that slithered down her chin to plop invitingly between those exquisite womanly breasts. Calmly she lifted a digit to wipe the escapee juice down to her chin with a lick on the digit.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Hm. I value family, entirely. She is running selfishly from her responsibilities within Faerun, she is wanted for many things. Mostly murder and theft. She seeks shelter with those that she finds strong. I will commend that she has sunk her teeth into Kane. I do not think you or even he realizes the trouble that she has caused. But, you see, Aishani is being difficult and bringing you...Aerian and this entire realm into direct line of danger. It is unneeded and pathetic. All I want is my daughter."</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Hades stretched awkwardly then recoiled as the pain in his ribs snapped him back “The funny about our realm Z’ress, we’re pretty much always in danger, except right now we are in far deeper trouble than you think” He coughed and then growled at the wave of pain he was rewarded with.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Those funny portals that you happened to take a trip through to end up here?” His eyes met hers “They are usually linked to one occurrence, and the sky has been awful dark of late which means we are headed to war where your daughter will be least of your worries” he breathed slowly trying to take a grasp of the pain “I’m thankful for the food, really, but giving you Aishani means betraying my brother”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He stopped short of his words for a moment before he sat back into the wall “I won’t do it, without him as he is now we don’t stand a chance of the war to come, Aishani gives him that strength” He shrugged softly watching her for a moment his eyes tracing her body for a moment “We’re all going to die if you keep up this pursuit, but then Ceremon wouldn’t want to reveal that, he wants what’s in the mansion, power he thinks will save the realm and make him a hero, it won’t”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Yes. Danger is a part of life, otherwise, things would be...boring for those of us that enjoy mayhem and murder, amongst some things." She calmly began to rearrange the tray, though, emptying it to place the remaining on the cold floor, minus the pitcher and fork. Gracefully, she stood and turned to near the cell door. Her snow white hair sultry accenting her hips and the play on the flesh of her bottom by the sway of her body, the cruel click of her heels still heavy in the walk. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Z'ress knocked on the door, it opened and she extended the tray forward to the guard on the opposite side, though, turn back to return within the cell. "You want to ensure, that Ceremon does not get a hold of Kane and meet with his end game. Then it would be wise to...work with me, instead of against me." She moved now to the bag that held the first aid items, removing the bandage.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Now, she settled before him with the first aid item in her lap, working her fingers upon his sides while investigating the damage done, fingertips as brushed silk and skilled but freezing to the touch. She gathered the bind, holding it in one place while wrapping it tightly to pin his ribs in place, the brush of her hair was as though a frigid breeze but incredibly soft.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She fixed the bandage and settled back, eerie crimson eyes staring deeply into his. A smirk upon the corner of her lip with the flash of her tongue gracing the surface. Z'ress offered him the grace of her fingers, though, rise and stood back. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Tilting her head while watching him, expression revealing nothing of the ideal thoughts within her mind. Her hand lifted while suddenly a webbed light was thrown upon him, violet and throbbing, then sinking into him with the urge of healing. She advanced lifting her leg to pin his shoulder back with the violent implication would he move, this was so quick, reminding him of a viper. The balance she held was perfect, but, from the lift he could see those magnificent petals by the part of the fabric. Such a delectable ashen hue that was kissed by the most delicate pink, the perfected term of such petals. "Think it over. Because, you have been so compliant thus far, I will leave the rats within as company. For now." Z'ress lessened the strength of her pin, then pushed him back, while pirouetting on her heel with hips pulling. She was a vixen, full of prowess and grace, but, lethal and unpredictable. The groan of the door was heard opening and the sound of her heels faded in her leave of the dungeon.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Hades would have thrown something in her direction if he had been able to but the sight of her over him had affected him, the healing power seemed to drain him as he sank back into the wall, the pain at least had dulled quite a bit as his fight against sleep was finally lost.</i></span>UnshatteredNightmare666http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128568202671681724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817715199670070337.post-11742221899016594732015-10-27T15:47:00.002+00:002015-10-27T15:47:54.177+00:00[A Cold Winter] Meanwhile in Dragons Keep<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Hareavor wiped the blood from his hands another day and still no answers as he made his way back to the library where his father was as usual busy pouring over notes and books. Hareavor propped himself on the edge of the table.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Ceremon simply looked up his eyes cold and distant as he eyed Hareavor “Did she give anything up?” His voice was level and yet somehow dark, his eyes carried no emotion framed by the silver hair.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“No stupid bitch is still adamant her asshole father will come for her” Hareavor shrugged, his features we’re almost identical to Kanes except his eyes a far darker green and scars across portions of his face left deep slices through the flesh. He unlike Kane had also aged much further.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“That is my granddaughter, do not speak of her in such a manner lest you wish to lose your tongue my boy” Ceremon snapped back darkly “Now where is our guest? And which of the two has she met so far?”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“You are not one to tolerate such disrespect and yet from her you do?” Hareavor bit back and no sooner had the words left his mouth than Ceremon was upon him pinning him to the desk a blade pressed to the back of his head </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“You will show her the respect I expect, you will treat her if she is me do I make myself clear boy?” Ceremon growled each word almost as darkly as the last, Hareavor finally was able to free himself only to stand and nod in reply then storm off out of the room. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>No more than a few moments later, was the cruel click of heels heard upon the passage outside the library, announcing the nearing presence of Z'ress. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Clearly, by the way she moved, Z'ress was drenched in power and female sexuality, such oozed from her the instant she breeched the door into the library. Her hair framed her smooth ashen features, imitating the fallen snow that blanketed the realm in a deep freeze. Those crimson eyes were stunning, while capable of captivating a room with the arachnid venom from one glance, her lips were stained a beautiful and deep crimson. Rarely, if ever, had Ceremon seen the woman smile in tone or expression. In physical aspect, she held the daunting and delicious curves given to her daughter, Aishani, though, her bosom was more womanly and full, especially in the plumpness captivated behind the corset that drew focus to her small waist and beautiful birthing hips, a skirt with slits up to the hips with the exposure of her luscious legs. She had a whip fixed to her hip that was cruel with strips of metal that held a wicked hooks on the end, all her attire held a reminiscent touch of a spider insignia.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Z'ress stopped no more than a few feet from the door, those piercing crimson eyes fixed upon him, expression enigmatic and calculating at the same time. "Hareavor, has shown them torture...I could be, mistaken, but we need information. They know now, what happens when crossing us. It is time to break them." Her words slithered past her lips in a sensual purr, meddled with a hiss. She tipped her chin a moment, running the pink tongue slowly across her polished lips.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Ceremon snapped a look in her direction his eyes cold and dark the green of his eyes barely even detectable now as his eyes met hers “She is my granddaughter, and while he is good at what he does there are limits to what I will allow” His voice was dark “While I admire your want to make men bow, here we do not, or rather I do not” His eyes glittered just for a moment in that last statement</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Try Hades, perhaps he will be more forthcoming in selling out your daughter for her execution” Ceremon look to Hareavor for a moment before he stood “Perhaps you and I should go speak with him, I wonder how he would react to a women he can’t intimidate”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Her crimson eyes remained fixed on Ceremon's with indifference, expression calm, almost as though it was chiselled from the very ice of a raging river hidden beneath. When she spoke her words were a hiss, full of that potent venom. "That is your weakness, Ceremon. That little rat, squeals and cries for her father. She has such seeded love for him and faith...Twist it, use that against her to believe that he has abandoned her, make her favour you. But..." She added as an afterthought, turning, the shift of the fabric exposed those glorious stems and bare bottom beneath, her back him. "...I am sure, that a little...persuasion to Hades, may prove beneficial." Z'ress held her hand upwards with her palm down, a silent command for Ceremon to gather such and the two to go into the dungeons. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Ceremon eyed her for a moment curious and frustrated all in the same “You do not know the sheer defiance of my granddaughter, she would never turn on her father even for the right price” Ceremon strode off down the hall and then down the stairway and into the cold hall that led to the cells.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Hades however, well he may be a failed experiment but as you say he may be swayed, with the correct incentive” His eyes travelled over her body slowly, before he pulled himself to height and made his way to the cell that contained his son. As the door open Hades snapped back into the corner, his flesh discoloured from the assaults he had suffered from, a cough sent a spray of blood across the floor.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Finally got bored of your dog been unable to get the job done?” Hades growled though the words carried little threat, Ceremon simply stood and looked </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The sound of her heels clicked mercilessly upon the floor in his wake, the stride itself speaking of unbridled strength and a demand to be respected. When the door was open and Hades moved to the back corner, her expression remained calm and eerily neutral, stepping further into the cell while holding a hand forward for Ceremon to remain in his position. Z'ress moved to stand before Hades, those hips powerful in the sway and it was more than clear that she was used to displaying her sensuality. "Do you find pain arousing, Hades? You are torment yourself for a female that is not of this realm and could very easily turn on you, your brother and your family, if she sees fit. You see, she is weak and will syphon the strength from those around her. Do you think, she will remain when the threat is removed?"</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Hades raised his eyes to her just for a moment before another round of coughing sent blood spraying across the floor, as the pain subsided he raised his eyes</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I would apologise but not really my style, as for your daughter she isn’t my problem, my brother made a choice so anything that arises from that is on his head, though she didn’t look too much of a threat the last time I saw her. I’m also pretty sure she wouldn’t hesitate to lay her life down for him or Aerian, unlike say your pet asshole behind you, he would bury you if it served his purpose” Hades drew a rattled breath “Now if you don’t mind I need to rest, I doubt my niece will have given me up for dead just yet”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He sank back against the wall the pain finally taking him from consciousness, his breathing hard and broken</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Z'ress tilted her head a slight, watching Hades as he spoke and then grew unconscious. The rise and fall of her shoulders, dictated her breathing, remaining calm and even. She neared the blood on the floor, while kneeling down and bending forward upon all fours, her tongue drug against the crimson stain on the cold surface. But, then soon after, straightened with a look to the unconscious Hades. "He is disgusting. I will heal him, what fun is it to have a broken toy to play with?" She fell silent for a moment, while closing her eyes, while her ruby polished lips began to flutter in an incantation, but, a hand pointed to Hades as a dark violet light erupted from her fingers to wrap around Hades like a webbing, throbbing before dissipating. "He needs to be bound again. That effect will heal him overtime, so I can work into his will...Hareover will not touch him. I will feed him and clean him. Alert me when he is awake and the food is ready, he will either learn how patient I can be or exactly how I do so love to play rough..."</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She turned on her heel, but, stopped when at Ceremon's side, glancing to him. "Have Hareover gather me a metal bucket and seven rats...Hades will eventually, learn, NEVER to cross me." Those cruel heels abused the floor beneath her, while her hips swayed to guide each delicious leg forward to her walk.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Ceremon could only smile at such a dark request “You know my son will not take kindly to be treated like a common servant, nor will he take kindly to him not been the one to handle the torture, the boy does love such a thing” With that he shrugged and made his way down the hall, eying the door to Aerians cell for a moment.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Perhaps he will bend, but as for break? That will be interesting to see” Ceremon unlocked the door and stepped in the scream echoed down the hall as the terror simply tore from Aerian before she shrank into the corner, her eyes bright emerald green but her body showed similar signs to Hades</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“You don’t deserve us” Aerian snarled coldly “Don’t preach family when you serve your own interests, I pray my father finds the strength to finally end you”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Ceremon merely shrugged “He has been unable to do so for so long, he is weak my child, he will always remain so, and I assure you he is not coming for you, I suspect he doesn’t even know you are missing, but do want you to meet a dear friend of mine”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Z'ress appeared indifferent to his comment on behest of Hareavor, stopping in the grizzly corridor for him to leave the room. She then walked with him to Aerian's cell, remaining just outside and when Ceremon made the pretence of an introduction, the click of her heels was heard upon her entry.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Poor creature..." She whispered softly, this was cold with viperous intent, those crimson eyes fixed on Aerian. "You know, all this pain can end. Everyone, serves their own interests in the end, Aerian, that does include your father. Consider this, just for a moment. He is in a nice warm bed, oblivious of the pain and torment that you are undergoing right at this very moment. Possibly even fucking my daughter until she can't see straight. Such a pitiful creature she is, so weak and pathetic, always finding those in strength to protect her...because, she can't herself. I should have ended her life the moment her first breath. But, now, we are at an impasse. You are much more impressive than her." Z'ress moved to stand before Ceremon. "Get me warm water and a cloth, Ceremon. I will tend to her wounds personally, she deserves more than this. Food as well, possibly starving. Mouldy bread and cheese will not do for your...granddaughter." She then neared Aerian, crouching with splayed fingers supporting her, caressing Aerian's cheek. "Do you want this all to end, my darling?"</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aerian looked up through the dirt on her face she remained as indifferent as she could manage “My father may be a lot of things, weak to some” She eyed Ceremon darkly “A hero to others, but he has never once abandoned me, the only regret I have now is it’s his softness that stopped me putting an arrow through both your heads” Her words snapped darkly “But really how can you end this? How do you ease the pain of been violated because your …. Because someone sees you as a plaything as a toy to tortured? Or because you lost someone so dear that every fucking breath hurts? Or because you can’t have someone you want? I doubt that even you can help you have to have a heart to even begin to figure it out”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Stubborn as ever Aerian, sadly Hare does as he will, even the gods cannot control him, had I left the means to do so I would have ended up with another Hades on my hands and that wont do” Ceremon snapped back coldly</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“At least Uncle H has a heart” Aerian bit back darkly</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“We will see about that!” Ceremon snarled as he strode from the room waiting in the hallway</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Z'ress tilted her head to the side, hair as pure as freshly fallen snow, not acknowledging Ceremon in his outburst, nor the spat between relations. She then caressed upon Aerian's cheek a slight more, her skin was as cold as the frigid weather outside, just as cruel. Her crimson eyes fixed upon Aerian, slowly she shook her head. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Those, my darling, are trials in life. You are wrong, though, I have lost and suffered with every breath I take. I want someone but cannot have them, too many obstacles in my way. We all have various differences in our own, it is what doesn't kill us that makes us stronger. But, I can accommodate, would you accommodate me. Words, mean nothing to you in this state, so allow me to prove this to you. Behave and you will be treated well; misbehave...you will not be treated so well." </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“He may consider that a challenge” His words came almost jovially as they walked back through the hall and up into the library, he turned to face her his eyes soft or as soft as a serial pyschos could appear “She will not turn, even with Hares abuse she has never turned on him, she is very good at what she does, be careful with her Z’ress” </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His words were level and yet carried that faithful truth that once in while he was capable of “They are unaware of her disappearance, but when Kane learns of it, he will come and he will come in force, we cannot hold of the Dentarian Army, those we have around us are kept by fear and and warmth of the castle but they will not die willingly for us save a few, your time is limited so work quickly” And with that he seated himself at the desk of books “I will keep hare away from Aerian I cannot promise the same for Hades”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Do not...rush me, Ceremon." Those words dripped with venom laced malice. "I already gathered that the little rat is capable of weaselling out of any situation, unfortunately for her. Gained trust would not work on either, if Hareavor plays with EITHER of them. He has a palm and can rape any woman outside these walls. Surprised you don't have slaves. You know for a fact, that Kane is not en-route now? I know, if I was in the situation that Aishani placed herself in, I would not take an army. Too large and noisy. No...I don't trust it."</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“It’s far too messy to have women around here, you have for yourself seen the damage my boy does to them, the last …. Well, it took days to clean the room after he was done, sadly he is far too good at what he does. I wonder how long before Kane or indeed Hades puts a blade through him” Ceremon shrugged softly “Still that’s cost for turning humans into us, leave their morals intact and I get Hades take them away and I’m left with Hareavor, maybe next time I’ll try for a balance”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Providing I don’t kill them first” Hareavor spat as he walked back into the library “The little bitch is claiming she cannot be touched, which is not what we agreed” He eyed Ceremon his glare ice cold there was nothing in his eyes but anger and a deep cold pit “She will lead us right into the heart of Dentarius I just need a little more time”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“You will leave her be” Ceremon growled “And Hades for the moment, they need time to heal, we cannot have them dying before winters end”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“If they’re not dead by winters end we will be, you know he will bring the force …” Hareavors voice trailed off “You want him to come?” It was half realisation half a thought out loud “The winter would likely kill him during the trek here, you could take Dentarius with no resistance”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Sadly not, even if he dies the fields stay in place, we cannot take the mansion without those down and that requires Elcarus blood” Hare was about to point out the obvious “Not yours, nor mine we were not born there our power is not rooted there”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Neither was the little bitch” Hareavor snapped</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“No but her father was, I can all but imagine it will work the same way, Z’ress will tend to their interrogation for now, you will double the guards outside, and replace the ones that die, we need to keep our eyes and ears open” Ceremon waved Hareavor off who simply stormed from the room muttering and cursing both Z’ress and his father.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“The boy has a temper pay him no mind, his insults are mere words to us” Ceremon spoke over his rant loud enough for Hareavor to catch as he left.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Z'ress turned when Hareavor entered the library, tipping her chin in a slight jut. The movement of her tongue rolling beneath her plush polished lips was heard in a soft click at the suction in the roof of her mouth. Her crimson eyes were focused on Hareavor when the ice slipped from his tone, the chill in his voice and the anger apparent. When Ceremon turned his focus to her, Z'ress was leaning over his chair with a hand on his open book and curled at the back of his chair. Those eerie eyes remained solid and fixed on him, as though, peering deeply into him.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"He means nothing to me." She hissed, dipping close to Ceremon's ear in a whisper. "Hareavor is not broken...a wild stallion to run loose and cause chaos. That was your mistake in his creation. Do NOT go soft, that is the weakness others will feast upon." The warm moisture of Z'ress's breath prickled upon his lobe and neck. "I will now go check on the food, then tend to each." She dipped down to glide the warmth of her slick tongue from the collar of his neck to his lobe, then straightened to leave the library.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Ceremon actually looked stunned for a moment by her act as he slid from the chair to catch her wrist, his hand wrapped around her wrist with enough force to block her attempt to leave “I have not gone soft in the five centuries I’ve been around, I generally do as I please and the results may not be pretty but they are effective” his voice was low and dark “Now you and I agreed we would work to a common goal to deal with your daughter, I did not expect my children to become part of the equation, however now they are they will be eliminated and will take my mansion back, make no mistake that is my end goal”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His hand drew her to him they cold grey of his eyes settled on hers “And you can return to your world and dominate the men like you are so used to, but here you are as I an equal in all things I will not be treated like a child Z’ress” He grazed his fangs against her neck slowly “I like you don’t make me regret that”</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Z'ress tipped her chin a slight while not offering defiance in his catch and interruption from her procession to the entry of the library, spun to face him, ashen features calm and ruby lips glistening with life against the reflection of the lighting in the room. Succulent and captivating. She lifted a finger, wagging it at him while clicking her tongue in a tsk-tsk. "Then do not act like a child, my viper." She hissed, angling her head to the side while offering him open terrain on her satin flesh. "All I have heard when it comes to conversations between your family, is disagreement and yapping. Take those reigns as the patriarch...rule over them, this is beyond love, such a word doesn't exist in my vocabulary. Then accept me for the challenge I am, Ceremon, my viper, bite back."</i></span>UnshatteredNightmare666http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128568202671681724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817715199670070337.post-28854428510393916582015-10-25T11:18:00.000+00:002015-10-25T11:18:05.021+00:00[A Cold Winter] A Bridge Made of Ice<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Drop the act Ascondia, we don’t have time for it” Kane snaped his told bitter and cold as he made his way into the chambers, one he had long since set aside for her and such it was now lavishly decorated, the picture from his room he had replaced some weeks ago also adorned the wall here. He eyed it for a moment before he turned to face her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I am here as a matter of courtesy, very shortly Aishani and I will be leaving Dentarius, I assume in doing so you will try to seize control of my lands in my absence which leaves me little and few options” She held up her hand and he fell silent</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Why would I do that?” She snapped darkly</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Because its you” Kane shrugged “We are headed to Dragons Keep, Ceremon has Aerian which means Hareavor has Aerian, are you going to help of try and leave me homeless while I go free her” </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Oh dropped the hurt act, Aishani is the reason I know for sure Aerian is trouble, now either get off your high horse and help or sit here and sulk like a child, Aerian may act like a brat but at least she knows the line between her own interests and those of the realm” Ascondia rushed Kane only for him to sidestep her and slam her into the wall her arm twisted up her back causing her scream “I don’t have time, we leave in an hour be in the courtyard or we go without you” And with that he let her go and headed for the door. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani placed a squeeze upon Kane's hand, reminding him that she was there and even her mouth-watering scent infiltrated his senses with a subtle but strong support of strength. She released his hand when he stepped forward into Ascondia's room, following within and closing the door behind her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Silently, she watched the exchange between Ascondia and Kane, stepping to the side as though Aishani already saw this coming but was leaving this particular altercation between them. She watched Kane take his leave in the manner he did, resting her golden eye upon Ascondia. "Titles cast aside, we are going to get Aerian out with or without your assistance. You want to prove Kane and Aerian are not your pawns, that you love your daughter? Perhaps, you think you don't need to prove it to anyone. But, I think that she needs the verification. I love her and do not wish to see harm upon even a single hair upon her head. Set aside your fucking differences and focus on the one good thing that came from the relationship that both of you HAD."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As the door closed Ascondia launched the blade in her hand at the door sticking where Aishanis head had been just a moment before. “Stuck up bitch” She snapped angrily before turning to begin packing.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As Aishani and Kane made their way out into the courtyard Kane had packed a rather large rucksack which now sat at his shoulder as if it weighed next to nothing, Ascondia was sat a rather sullen face as she waited, behind her with a backpack of his was Elvin, a long bow strapped to his back. Kane eyed them a moment before turning off the path and down into the grounds, the party of four began their journey.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane neared the wall of the outer grounds he stopped and turned to face the group “We go through here right into the forest, anyone watching the gates will be unaware we’ve left, problem is this is where the anti aggression spells are their strongest which means going through them is going to give one hell of a headache, we are leaving with the intent to survive that means to kill you may be calm now but the spells” He barely had time to finish the explanation before Ascondia cut in</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“They were little use against the dragons Kane, what makes you think thjey would work against anyone else” She spat darkly, his eyes met hers level and yet the threat at her interruption was there</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“When was the last time you ever remember Aerian missing a kill shot?” Kane snapped</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“She never has” Ascondia shrugged in reply</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Might want to discuss that fact Z’ress when we run into her then” Kane retorted coldly “Now as I was saying it’s going to give you a head ache going through but it will clear quickly enough, then well we go get Aerian, you follow my orders, if you’re not fine with that I don’t need you at my side” And with that his hand ran over the wall the bricks simply faded as he stepped through, just for a moment the field throwing him off just for a moment before the fuzz cleared as he crouched in the cold snow his eyes scanning the forest before them. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani from outside glanced to the thud against the closed door, a smirk forming on her lips with a chuckle. But, as everything was packed, Aishani dressed warmly with her gifted blades at her hips and the original extra pair at her backside sheathed just at the base of her spine, then her legs were strapped with the throwing knives that glistened violently upon the lean surface. Upon her shoulders was her own pack, heavy as Kane's but carried with ease.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She remained at Kane's side, in a silent reattribute to state to Ascondia that he was no longer her property and that the two were equals. But, as he stopped, she looked to Kane and listened silently with a slow nod. Aishani folded her arms over her chest, while focusing her golden hue on Ascondia at the small argument between the two. "Stop it. The two of you. This is for Aerian and if we can not work together, then it is doomed from the start."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani walked after Kane, closing her eyes with a step to the side once in the field, inhaling deeply and releasing the air in her lungs. Then followed his gaze to the forest, such skeletal trees with the barren limbs stared back at them. Her scent still prevalent in the air surrounding him with the mouth-watering aroma of her presence and strength at his side. She drew her hood up to contain the escaping heat from her gathered hair in the pony tail with various dreads dripping down. A hand set on his shoulder in a physical form of strength.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Stay off the paths, and watch your footing” Kane spoke quietly his hand running over the wall behind him the walls instantly filled with bricks. They set foot out into the forest the trees reach high above them but the day had already gone and sunk into a dark night, though now and again the moon would break through the trees above giving the snow and eerie silver appearance, the air was cold so cold their breath would freeze in the air before them.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Do you have a plan for breaking into Dragons Keep milord?” Alvin had now fallen in stride beside them as he looked ahead he had oddly already drawn his bow.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Did I say we’d be walking on the ice? This is the shortest point across” With that he pulled a roll of rope from his back pack and with ease tied it to an arrow. He edged closer to the bank and then took aim, within seconds a dull thud signalled he’d struck his target on the other side. As he stepped away tying the rope off around a tree and a tap of the rope sent a shockwave across it the air around the rope halting in its motion becoming solid over the river creating a make shift bridge “It wont hold long, so don’t dawdle” and he set off over the bridge.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I can manipulate the weather just not very well, Ascondia on the other hand could have frozen the river for us saving me using up necessary reserves of power, still we’re over and we’re alive, time to move” And he hoisted his back pack back over his shoulder he led them down a small embankment and back into the darkness of the forest </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She followed after him, pulling herself across by the rope and met Kane's gaze when he helped her down, the reservation still held with Ascondia's presence. But, both, perhaps, knew this wasn't going to be easy due to her presence, but, it was something they all had to cope with. She followed at his side within the woods, while her mitted fingers sought out his own, still aware of everything around her. The crunching of their feet. The subtle wind through the naked trees that caused soft groans. She offered him a glance of support and a coy smirk upon the edges of her lips, but, otherwise remained silent. This wasn't just to be a combined effort, but, also it would take all of them to bring Aerian and Hades to safety.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“We can rest here, I need to recoup myself so this will be best for us tonight” He dropped his back pack to the ground by one of the walls and then slowly circled the entire stone cave, there was no way in besides the crack they had entered a detection spell cast would keep them aware of any attempt to enter the cave from there.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>When inside the cave, she looked around and assisted in gathering twigs for the fire, some thicker than others, but, it would not be maintained too well but enough to fend off the chill until morning. She placed down her belongings besides Kane's. Adjusting her coat and rubbing her hands together within the mitts and breathing into the fabric.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>After settling, she placed herself against Kane and gathered a blanket to drape over their shoulders, while realizing that skin on skin contact was the best form of heat but even being in the proximity would do them well. She removed a small bit of a ration from her pack, nibbling upon it while staring into the fire. "Do not push, yourself too much, Kane."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“You’re doing so well on your own” Retorted Ascondia darkly “Besides you said follow your lead so perhaps if you need my help you should ask for it”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane didn’t reply simply settled into Aishani, Ascondia sat opposite lent back on the wall her eyes closed as she simply listened to the sounds around them, Alvin simply looked awkward as took up a place by the door. “We will leave at first light, until then we rest”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Lord Kane is the bravest man I know, I have seen him go into battle against insane odds and leave alive, but he does seem out of sorts, even with his use of weather manipulation he seems unusually drained” Alvin added his eyes not moving from the entrance “I will remain awake and keep an eye on our entrance, it’s not that I don’t trust him but he admitted himself his magic is not as it should be”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“He needs to feed regularly, especially while he is injured, his need to play nice overrides his need to survive, as I said he is weak” Ascondia snapped coldly not even opening her eyes as she rested with her head back on the cold stone wall. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani glanced to Kane while he shifted with a slight struggle, before falling to sleep, carefully, she adjusted him to lay his head upon her lap and surrendering the shared blanket for him to be covered fully. She watched him for silence, then her golden hue flashed dangerously to Ascondia, her voice was calm, even, but laced with a poison that would kill. "Yes, he is injured more than I think you comprehend on that high chair of yours. His physical wound has healed, and I ensure he feeds as much as the twisted sheets allow him that grace." She returned her gaze to Kane, running her fingers through his hair. "He is in recovery from one great loss to another in his life, then one twist and turn after the other. He is tired, Ascondia. Stretched thin with little change to fully recover before the next is dropped upon him, he doesn't need a bird pecking at him constantly, while the two of you had a child together. A piece of each of you is in that woman, you came together once. Come together again, to protect the fruit of your loins. He has a connection to each Hades and Aerian, if...Ceremon or Hareavor or even Z'ress are torturing Aerian or Hades, he will feel it. Stop acting like a little child that had her favourite toy taken away. Now, I am doubting my decision to push Kane to go to you, had I know you would not act like an adult, I would have seriously reconsidered. Prove me wrong, Ascondia."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“This is a suicide mission, you must realise that, he will lead them right to him giving us the time needed to escape, for him the hero, and we will break Aerian out and she will resent me for letting her father die, I do not get that child she would rather hunt and lay with females than sit at the throne where she belongs. She wants to be a hero but it will only end in a lonely grave” Ascondia spoke softly almost for a moment there was regret “She will always walk the line of her father because he panders to her, while I am labelled villain and cast aside by them both”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"The only loneliness is what you place yourself in, Ascondia. A hero is surrounded by honour and loved ones; while a queen is surrounded by fakes and regret." Aishani looked to Ascondia, her voice that rolling purr but always calm, expression remaining enigmatic. "Perhaps, you should not try to understand Aerian, accept her for whom she is and her decisions, the rest will follow. Your pessimism makes me sick, I am willing to lay my life on the line for Aerian, Kane, Alvin, Hades ...yes, even you. All of you have important roles in this realm." She chuckled. "I was weak...But, I found my strength again. Everyone told me because of my mark, I was weak and to be killed due to not standing up to the bloodline of my family...but this is not about my issues at the moment, it is about Aerian. You do not want her to resent you? Then stand and fight with us to get her and Hades safely out, stop riding on your high horse and come down to the level of compromise. Kane will NOT be alone in this, Ascondia. You shouldn't be either. So stop, this bullshit. Stop pushing everyone away, because, if you do, before you know it, you will have no one to blame but yourself for the loneliness you feel."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Oh I don’t push them away, I make them run away screaming” Ascondia snapped “But I will aid you in this because you need the help, without the force of the Dentarian Army Kane knew it would not be possible, once we have Aerian in hand I will take her home” And with that Ascondia stood walking to Alvin her eyes looking through the gap to see as the snow fell beyond.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“He was smart to lock us in here, this storm is going to complicate things, tell me seeing as you seem to know him so well, is he really ready for this? Or is he just going to get us all killed?” Her words were sharp the biting realisation that in the moment she was no longer his priority in this he would without a doubt protect her but she was unsure if he would save her over Aerian, or even his new lover.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Then you set yourself up for a lifetime of failure. Keep your friends close, but, your enemies closer...you can't even manage that." A smirk formed on the corners of her plush lips. "Aide me? You will aide in the cause to rescue your daughter. That, of course, is Aerian's decision to return."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani considered Ascondia in silence for a moment, then lowered her gaze down to Kane resting in her lap. "Who can honestly, say they are ready for something like this. There are too many variables to count at this point that is an offensive. But, I know weaknesses of Z'ress and he knows of such with Ceremon. Now, the other, well, he seems like a piece of work...As one we fall, together we stand and that is what must be done. You want respect, especially with your daughter, earn it, things as such are never given. That doesn't just fall in line with her, either. I grow tired of talking to a pessimistic fool such as yourself. I'll take the first watch, the two of you should get rest."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“We’ll see who’s pessimistic when he turns on you like he did me” Ascondia spat back angrily before she stormed to her pack and slumped down pulling her cloak over her head.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Except you’re missing the part where you wiped my mind and created a bunch of false memories, kept me at your beck and call for a century and half, now please Ascondia get some rest we have a long walk ahead of us, Aerian is in Hareavors hand and I’m fairly certain you can remember that happened the last time he got her” Kanes words came as he stirred, slowly stretching in her lap offering her a smile</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I passed out?” Kane sat rubbing his eye for a moment before he pushed himself to his feet “You guys rest I got this”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Ever the hero Kane, and yes I remember how your brother raped our daughter and left her to die” Ascondia growled coldly “I was there as she screamed seeing you covered in her blood, every second I am haunted by that memory, we made a mistake and she paid for it”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Yea I made a mistake, one error in judgement and Aerian took the brunt of it, so do you think I’m in a hurry to allow that to happen to her again? I have one of the most powerful beings in the realm at my back, I have Aishani who can fight like I have never seen and Alvin is almost as good a shot with a bow as me or Aerian” He breathed slowly in thought “We will get her and Hades out and we will get them home alive, all of us”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani inclined a brow to the tantrum of Ascondia as she returned to her pack, chuckling softly with a shake of her head. But, blinked to the rise of Kane's voice gliding a fingernail upon his jawline in a caress, as he adjusted. A knowing smirk coiled upon her lips to the knowledge of the charm that had been used for such influence.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She nodded softly, at Kane's query, but watched as he stood. Aishani gathered the blanket that Kane left behind and tossed it to him. "You'll need that, Kane." But, she stood when Alvin moved to settle near his own pack to get some rest. Aishani's golden eye hummed softly in the light of the cavern, her eye fixed on Kane and offering him the ration from earlier and water. "You need to eat." But, the hold of his gaze, also, implied of something more imperative to his well-being then the stale old bread.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I know, but I make a point of not doing so around company” He replied softly, let them sleep we will need to check the area around, us and set traps for food, I would rather we all eat well before leave tomorrow, “In truth no one needs to watch the entrance, if something should try to get through the charm on the entrance will make sure we know” He looked once more before dropping the blanket by the crack in the rock taking her hand he led her out into the dead cold of the night.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As the cold air hit them he drew her close catching her in a deep kiss “We set the traps, then I will do as I told”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Mmm...Now, that is what I like to hear." She purred beside his ear catching his lobe with her teeth and dragging but being cautious to not moisten the surface too much.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He also placed a detection charm similar to the one in the cave to alert them to any potential threats that could approach and give them a few minutes to prepare before they descended upon them. With that done he led Aishani back to the entrance “At least now breakfast is taken care of, we are as safe as we can hope to be we should consider resting”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani as Kane learned, was familiar in setting traps, quite possibly due to her run from her Z'ress throughout the years. She watched him with her golden eye hidden now only by the night but the shadow of her hood, glowing from within the darkness offered. Aishani inclined a brow to Kane's words, slowly shaking her head and pulling on his hand before they entered the cave once more. "You know, I was not talking about normal food, Kane. Yes, I do know you prefer to not feed before others, which is fine. But, you need your strength, my love." She lifted her hand to caress his cheek with the back of her mitted hand.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“And I promised I would do as I’m told once we had things in hand” He smiled softly looking to the cave for a moment then leading her off to the side, a cluster of bush and tree provided a temporary respite from the violent winds beyond he drew her close “Contrary to Ascondias comments feeding only helps to a degree, but you have already seen how much quicker I regain myself having done so before. I don’t need much, just enough to replace what I lost with that little bridge trick”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He took her hand gently drawing it to him turning it over to expose her wrist, he looked to her with a soft smile before sinking his fangs into her wrist drawing deep the sweet taste of her, his mind immediately flooding to the taste of her, along with her scent sent the outside world far from his mind focused only on the bitter yet sweet of her blood.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Oh great” Kane groaned quietly “Well this is going to be fun” the sarcasm in his voice was as obvious as the caravan as the door opened the frame of a young woman, dark red curls framed the face of a woman who was accustomed to getting her own way, instinctively Kane drew Aishani to him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani considered the soldiers, then her eyes narrowed on the blue and grey of the Elveran Army. Her eyes barely had a chance to catch the appearance of a female with dark red tendrils and glanced distractedly to Kane when he drew her close; it was almost protective but possessive, a search for strength from her. The crispness of the cold air swirled and nipped at their cheeks and noses, but her exotic aroma permeated Kane's senses. Silently stating that she was present and not going any place.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“You do know the correct greeting for the Queen is to kneel before her?” Her words were emotionless and cold, her eyes now staring into Kanes, the awkward moment held them for a moment.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“We will support the crown when needed, we don’t answer to you or the High Council” His words actually took her by surprise as she snapped a glare to Aishani, her curls flowing in the motion “He is always so unreasonable?” again her voice dripped with sarcasm.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani straightened when the female eyed her, though, left her gloved hand curled within Kane's, but, never once did she stand down from the woman's gaze. Allowing for Kane to handle the situation for the most part until the directly acknowledged by her. "Perhaps, you should consider the cause for him to be reasonable to you. A Queen would not demand that anyone bow in neutral grounds, such should be done without push or snap. The title is a privileged not to be overlooked, respect is earned and NEVER given."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“A title I was forced into at just twelve years old, used for one end or another, beaten as I grew into my own mind, and now because some believe I use things to my own mind there is a High Council who seek to take power for themselves while I sit and watch my lands fall apart. They would have him executed without question nor trial, did he tell you that part? That he abused his power” Kane growled snapping her attention to him, his voice was sharp yet not without concern, not for Ascondia but any implication she may bend the story to fit her agenda.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I used no one Ascondia, but you are correct without the protection of a free city that you afforded me I would be hunted like any other bounty. I would be likely caught and I would indeed be executed, seeing how you will always harbour a soft spot in that ice cage you call a heart I was given Dentarius, which brings us to why you are here?” </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Oh stop worrying so much Kane, I’m not here for your woman, though I would appreciate the return of my property, and my bounty hunter or him to repay the two hundred thousand in gold I paid him upfront” Ascondia shrugged softly “I wanted to discuss a new threat, apparently your loving father has found himself a new power mate, and I want to ensure he isn’t coming after the throne again”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane almost threw his hands up in disbelief yet the act was a mental one Aishani would see in her mind as Kane shifted back to the straight faced side he showed her these days “I think it’s more likely he is coming for us, so you can rest easy Ascondia, as usual I have things under control, I won’t be needing the crowns help to deal with family matters”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Hmm very well, I will stay the night and we will return to Elvera tomorrow, perhaps I can catch a word with our daughter before I leave” Ascondia shrugged his answer off before stepping toward the mansion “I trust this will be fine?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane scratched his head idly in thought before he replied “Funny thing about that, Aerian rode out with Hades this morning, headed to check the outer provinces, though I now wonder if perhaps she didn’t go because she knew you were close, all these years and you still haven’t found a way to talk to her”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani looked to her with only a brow inclined and her expression remaining passive without much reveal of emotion. "Clearly, any benefit to your own personal vendetta need remain at the glass carriage you ride to remain there. I am well aware of all things considering. Everyone has their own motives, it is to discern if such is detrimental to others...Thank for the property by the way, seems you must have cherished it once upon a time, but, isn't that how all tales begin? In your case, manipulation and betrayal are in your blood. Seems, you must have to bite the blade and swallow the money you paid in full, because, he clearly took the money and ran."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A smirk formed on her lips, while it was subtle with the shadows darkening on the corners of her mouth. "He has a point, Ascondia." But she stepped forward at the mention of Aerian. "Regardless, if you think it is your fault or not for the resentment Aerian has, there is much she deals with and all you think of is yourself. Might have a wonderful conversation with your reflection, because, the mouth moves but only you are heard talking."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Indeed Kane, we would gut them before they got close enough” Called a tall man now striding toward him “The Royal Guard as good as we have ever been, at least since you were in command” The man was tall and looked young yet his hair was aged with silver, he held a hand to Kane who promptly responded with a firm shake.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Indeed, the Queen has put several more trusted of us in more key positions, between you and I, I fear the High Council may be after the power of the throne, I fear they may attempt to assassinate her” The man lowered his voice so none so close could hear his words “Our lady dispatched Alastair Grimloshi to bring back your girl, one of our scouting party later found him with arrows in his back at the bottom of Dragons Gorge”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“But not so many stupid enough to try and take them from him, also he still had the fee with him, he was executed my lord, and most likely by the high council to an end we cannot determine” Kane handed off a bag of grain to the men now creating a line between the wagons and the storage areas of the mansion each would pass it to the next.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“And he would undoubtedly had realised that should he have come here, I would have put an arrow in his head myself, he may have been the pet hunter of the crown but I have a hard time forgiving treason” Kane handed another bag down to Aishani before pulling another to him, this pattern he repeated for a few more bags “So why come to me?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Because I have yet to find a man who can question your honour my lord” Replied Alvin “And without you I’d just be another corpse on the battle field, you pulled us out that day at the cost of your own family, I have never forgotten”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani remained still for a few moments, a tick tick of her nail tapped upon the hilt of her sheathed dagger to her side, while the narrow of her eyes were so venomous that it would nearly poison an onlooker by the simple glance of it. When Kane spoke it was as though her spell shattered and Aishani looked to him with a smug nod. "That is the only decent thing, which she has brought with her benefiting anyone but herself."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Now, her silence spoken, while a chuckle rolled from her lips in that fantastic purr. "She is the Queen, always a struggle to keep and maintain such a position is part of the life of those of higher privilege. I do not pretend to understand the circumstances, nor do I care. There is far more at play then I believe you realize, Alvin, each thread to web and with just the wrong footing a trap can emerge to send the spider for a feast. But spiders do not eat slowly, no. They send in an enzyme that slowly rots the inside, spoiling it. Then..." She made a slurping sound. "Be wary that which side you are on. The life can be sucked from you. Duty is duty, I understand such things. But, do not hesitate for a moment to consider that on the drop of a coin, all that can change and challenge the very air you breathe." She then returned to the passing of the grain. "In other words, the QUEEN can look after herself, as we have to on our own family matters."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I would not betray my duty milady, I am the third to this position after Kane, the other two well met ends not so pretty” Alvin sighed softly “So far I have been fortunate to walk the line between the intent of the High Council and ensuring our Queen stays safe”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Alvin, you are safe here, the council are not stupid enough to risk bringing the force of Dentarius against them, be it to Ascondias end or another, but rest assured that is where my obligation to protect Ascondia begins and ends, you are free to conduct any inquires you wish here. Find your spies and I will ensure they never see the light of Elvera again” Kanes final words came sharp and with enough for anyone in earshot to hear a warning that any attempt on any from the Elveran party on his lands would not be permitted, as he slid down from the wagon having offloaded the last of the grains.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Z’ress and Ceremon will have to sit and wait for winter to pass before they can take another shot at us, so for the moment we will indeed focus on what’s in front of us and survive this winter” As they walked it began to snow, small yet enough to frost the ground quickly, by the time they reached the stables it had already stopped “I would of course warn you to watch your back around Ascondia, right now you are in her way and you’ve already eluded her once”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As the entered the stables he halted turning to her “On the subject of Grimloshi and that been the second time I’ve heard is name do I suspect my daughter is responsible for his death?” Kane stepped to the side to grab a bale of hay “Not that it matters after all Alastair was no more going to meet such an end, after all had he shown up here trying to take you it would have been my arrow ending him”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Mmhm, yes, it would not surprise me. She really thinks that she has you wrapped around her little finger. I understand her position but she has to understand that you are not at her beck and call especially here. I still know the location of her necklace, in which, she will not get it back until the charm is broken and removed. I would not wish to see you in any state of mind control." Aishani glanced to the ground as it was dusted with the snow, but, when near the stables, she turned Kane gently. "Honestly, Kane, I would not be surprised if Aerian had a part in Grimloshi."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Ascondia may think she is in control, I assure that will never be the case again” Kane replied softly handing her a shovel, as he placed the bale of hay down and sat upon it “As you said we have bigger things to have our minds on than a game of who can mess up Kanes head the worst” he shrugged the comment about Ascondia or his father was all too evident, finally he stood “So do you wish to clean or feed them?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“This is the last of things for today” Kane spoke softly as their tasks were done, standing the remnants of the bale in the trays by the door. They walked out into the yard Kanes fingers laced through hers as they headed back toward the mansion he halted, his eyes searching the high walls of the outer perimeter before he shook his head and they once more resumed their path to the house. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As the door to the kitchen was burst open, one of the kitchen staff was throwing anything within arm's reach at the large spider covered in thick black fur with dark brown strips up and down the legs. Those chitinous plated ridges of the sharp legs were lifted as though to fend off the assault. "Shadow! There you are." She said, while sheathing her weapons and a smile formed on her lips, as though, welcoming a long lost friend back. The palp extensions appeared to chatter, while the soft clicking of the legs were heard in the movements over to greet Aishani. But, as the palps continued to chitter, a seeming dark cloud covered her and it was apparent.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Kane...to our room. I have need to speak to you in privacy, Shadow is going to join us..." Without awaiting a reaction further from Kane, Aishani left the kitchen to make for the stairs with Shadow following her closely like a loyal dog, merchants and staff gasped and jumped out of the way to the ghastly sight.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Please tell me there are no more surprises today, I’m not sure my poor head can handle them” He groaned stripping off his cloak simply letting it fall to the ground and waling to sit in the window the cold air at least for the moment wiping the pain from his mind.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani closed the door after he entered the room and Shadow began to explore around the floor and even climbed the walls to nestle comfortably in a corner that was possibly near a pipe. She turned to face him as he settled on the window perch. Aishani parted her lips to speak but fell silent, removing her gloves and coat, gathering his own to drape over a chair together. Then proceeded to settle across from him while guiding him to lean and lay his head in her lap, fingertips gently working in a massage upon his temples while her opposing hand combed through his threads.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"I wish, I could say that it wasn't a surprise, Kane. But, I have had Shadow keeping watch upon Aerian whenever she leaves the estate. It is no different than her leave with Hades..." She paused, swallowing thickly. "Winter or not...we cannot remain here. She told me that Aerian and Hades were attacked...and taken to Ceremon's castle. Shadow was right to come back immediately, she knows that she was outnumbered and held no chance against them. Let us pack warm clothing and food, we have to leave at once. But, my concern is the fact that Ascondia is here now. To leave her within this estate does not settle well with me without you or I present. Is that the cause of the pain or headaches?" Aishani fell silent, caressing her fingers through his dark threads, but watching him for his reaction.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>It took a few minutes but finally he pushed the wave down sitting “No the headache is because Aerian is in severe pain, or serious trouble, or throwing a temper tantrum sometimes its hard to know for sure” he breathed slowly the thoughts finally beginning to make sense to him “We will have to go alone, I cannot dimish forces here in Dentarius, even for my daughter or my brother”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He shifted awkwardly as he sat slowly “As for Ascondia we are left with two options, one leave and pray she leaves in the morning as she is supposed to do, unfortunately no one in Dentarius is capable of making sure that happens, secondly we take her with us, she is a skilled mage and not too bad at close quarters combat, a prospect I admittedly do not envy” He scratched his head awkwardly unnerved by his own suggestion as to taking the one person in the realm he actually did not wish to be around longer than needed “It does however concern her daughter”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani clicked her tongue upon the roof of her mouth, narrowing her gaze outside the window. "While I do not care for the suggestion to bring her with us...I cannot argue that this involves her daughter. I have seen the tension between her, you and Ascondia. The relationship the three of you share is stretched to the limit, it is ready to break. This is in the best interest of Aerian that is important. Ceremon...I know he must be capable of torture, but, she is kin...as far as Z'ress is concerned, kin or not, is very cruel and heartless. After all she is out for blood to end my link to life, her own flesh and blood." She fell silent for a time. "I believe we need to bring this to her attention. There is to be none of her noisy men, except perhaps Alvin. The less attention we get the better."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I would agree the less of us that approach Ceremons hide away, the better and also you are correct in your assumption Ceremon wouldn’t hurt Aerian, he is honourable in never harming her, Z’ress I’m far from sure and Hareavor … has already broken Aerian more than she or I would care to admit” He sat slowly his eyes looking out of the window in silent thought for a moment.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“We should go speak with the Queen” He spoke coldly his tone and choice of words simple in their statement she was the queen and nothing beyond their daughter mattered to him “Just when things between Aerian and I looked like they may finally begin to repair themselves” He sighed softly kissing her cheek gently “Whatever happens I’m glad I have you”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Unforeseen events, Kane. The bond that I have seen that never dies is that between family. She may act like a brat at times. Aerian loves you and I believe after we rescue her, which we will, you two need to spend time together. I have a feeling she will need you." She pressed her lips to his briefly when he withdrew from the kiss to her cheek, curling a hand within his and instilling a squeeze. "You will have me at your side, no matter the circumstance. She is the Queen to you and only a title to me which I will not acknowledge since I am not from this realm. Undeniably the mother of Aerian...Enough talk, I will send Shadow ahead to scout for us."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I’m not that twisted, so never, and that’s a truth, there’s something a little too weird in watching my father. Not that he’s not a good looking man, but not my taste. I said I’m happy he has you, the twelve knows if anyone deserves something good it’s him” She halted turning to face Aishani keeping her cloak tight to her “Can’t say I haven’t heard you though, but that’s good too, I love my father and he is the only man who will ever get that, I just happen to feel heavily for the woman he is with”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"I can never forget about it, Aerian. I am well aware that you love your father and wish him happiness. I am honoured that you feel as such, I can't share the exact feeling, but, I do love you and hold you dear, regardless of your so called 'tantrums'. Fine, then, you aren't wearing anything beneath your cloak, because, if you were, then it would be tight against you." She neared Aerian and pressed her lips against her cheek, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I will see you in the dining hall."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As he turned into the dining he caught her scent feeling it punch through the cold ridden facet he was previously occupying. His eyes flicked to her as she made her descent from the stairs into the hall “Morning my love” he spoke softly as he slipped up beside her capturing her in a kiss for a moment “My apologies for the cold, turns out we have some broken pipework, will take a day or two to repair once Abrams delivers the new pipework”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Yea kinda cold out there” Kane grinned “Snows have hit so it’ll bring things to a slight halt around here, it will also buy us time to deal with other things before any real threat of advancing armies and the likes” Kane shrugged softly as he made his way to the table “But with winters come a lot more work, stables and cattle and all those kind of things need to be tended so our house must be willing to aid when and where we can, the last convoy from Elvera will be due and all that needs going into storage, the heating shouldn’t take long to repair”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Hades has his view on the world, but he has learnt his lessons well, I sometimes wonder how much damage isolating herself from her mother does, still it has to be better than the damage that would be done if she had not” Kane eyed Aishani softly “Still she is my daughter and for that I will be ever grateful”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Perhaps given time she will come to respect you in a similar place, after all the situation of the female half of your parentage seems to something you both share” An odd observation from Kane yet it held some truth for them. “As do I with my father it is an odd world we seem to inherit”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Give consideration, to the fact of isolation from her mother can be the benefit of both in the end. Aerian is very observant and picks up on much, more than most would give her credit for. She saw how empty you were before my arrival and perhaps that crazy ex-wife of yours...well, she looks at Aerian knowing that she is half your blood and her own. A pawn, still her daughter. But, I'm not here to judge in the slightest, I love you as well as Aerian. She is a part of you, as you are a part of her." Aishani plopped a chunk of fruit into her mouth, chewing delicately. "Yes, this time does call for planning and defences, because, possibly as we speak Ceremon and Z'ress are planning the opposite." She covered her mouth in a swallow. "Now, as for the cold. So long as I have you to keep me warm at night...as well as various other times of the day, I think I can fend off the winter quite nicely."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Our winters are harsh, it’s a sad fact that some will simply not make it through, the coming days will see a few make their way here, children and older folk who simply cannot afford to feed their families as well as keep them warm. A month or so from now and trips to Dentarius will be all but impossible, unless you happen to be able to fly of course. We have tried to correct this but failed sadly, still we do everything we can, Hades and Aerian will ensure those in the outer villages are stocked and supplied and the rest will be sent to us” Kane finished his plate before sitting back “As for keeping you warm that will never be a question, I am yours as you are mine, and the house will be less cold once we make repairs, had I bothered to check a week or so ago this whole thing may have been avoided but we have had other things to deal with”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The maids began clearing the tables and diverting the remaining food to the guest houses and east wing dining halls, as other began cleaning the area “Still as I said winter does afford us time to prepare, when the ice breaks we will be ready for Ceremon and your mother” he slid up from his seat and slipping behind her to rest his hands on her shoulders “You are correct though my love, my daughter sees much than she will ever let on, it is the reason I put a bow in her hands long before I put a blade there, she is the best tracker and archer in the realm, she just ironically needs to learn to temper her temper”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As the maids began to clear the table, Aishani lifted a hand to caress his own. She lifted his hand to nuzzle against her cheek and nose while running the silken lips upon his palm "Kane, do not blame yourself for what could have been. In the end, it is how it is fixed that matters. We will fix things, you and I. I'm not afraid to lift a hammer, nor assist in the stables. Aerian is young, she has not yet faced all the trials that we have, but, since we have supporting her even subtly is the right path now. We each know, how it feels to be abandoned and betrayed by those parents...so does she, it took time to rise above and I have no doubt that she will in time see that."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Let’s just hope she is last Elcarus child to suffer such things, still there is much to be done here so we should probably getting started” Kane replied his hands taking hers gently drawing her to feet and kissing her forehead gently “I think Elsa had some winter clothes sent to the castle they should be in our room by now, she figured with this weather you could do with a little extra to keep you warm”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I pay her well” Kane grinned playfully before leading her back toward the stairs, the spiral staircase led directly to their room, or more to the hallway on which their room was, it just happened to be a few steps from the top that made such a journey easy enough.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Thank you” Kane replied as the girl bowed once more and hurried off down the hallway. Kane simply shook his head and opened the door to allow Aishani in, as stated the bed was now lined with various clothes all of thicker fabrics “Elsa and I had the fabrics specifically imported, it seems she wanted to ensure all your winter garments were completely natural at their core, she seemed to relish the challenge for you, she wanted to avoid animal hide and furs?” </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“She has done you proud my love, it is all designed to keep you warm” Kane slipped his arms around her waist drawing her into him a soft kiss to her neck. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Delivery milord, from Master Abrams” The voice was male and confident enough in his words, as he handed Kane a long box “The rest is been taken to the east wings access tunnels, he agreed to meet you there milord”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I will be along soon, I suspect Abrams will require certain talents of mine to solve our problem” The voice agreed then footsteps retreated down the hall as Kane closed the door crossing back to the bed. The box he opened slowly allowing Aishani to see the treasure inside revealed, the metal a pale blue yet the tint was barely noticeable, the handles were it seemed wrapped in a fluid and yet it was as the same jewel in her necklace, the twin blades sat upon a deep red velvet cushion as Kane stood back watching her reaction </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“We managed to agree with a mine on the very outskirts of the realm, while our mythril issues won’t go away anytime soon they have seen fit to furnish us with enough Mythril to outfit the Dentarian Guards, I had Abrams craft these from the first pieces of mythril that were brought from the forge. I know you aren’t short of weaponry but well a couple more can’t hurt”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As they lay lost in the moment the kiss just as deep and hungry yet fulfilled by their exchange, his body still trembled as the extreme stimulation began to dissipate from the moment. Finally feeling some level of control he propped himself on his elbow, the air around them beginning to cool as winter reclaimed the air they had warmed with such an aggressive passion.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I love you too Aishani, more with each passing moment, waking each day and knowing I have you to draw strength from and to protect makes this life just little bit easier to bear” he lent into kiss her forehead softly as he laid back he moaned “As much as I would enjoy spending today in bed with you my love, we have work that needs to be done, but rest assured I am not finished with you today”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A sly grin curled his lips as he moved to dress, “But I will warn you it is harsh out there my love, but Elsa has ensured you are prepared you for that” he smiled as he finally threw on his cloak </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She smirked to the press of his lips against her forehead, nodding to him and rising to his silent promise of his intent. Aishani dressed in a pair of thick pants and a corset with a long sleeved shirt and a black knit sweater, wearing boots that were thick and slid a long heavy coat upon her. Fixing the new weapons to each hip, throwing knives upon her thighs and grinned, gathering a pair of gloves that were mits but also fingerless option on a flap to cover the digits. "I have been in winter's, Kane. I am aware of the harshness. But, I am willing to do such to repair and benefit others in the long run."</i></span></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“A pretty picture indeed, I take it there’s a reason you came to me?” She eyed Kane for a minute “He’s quite the charmer, smart, a rowdy bunch for family though, you should watch him or he may be inside you before you have a chance to argue the point” Elsa spoke soft leaning against her ear so her words flowed directly to Aishania, her hands slipped over her ass just for a moment then down the back of her thighs “Or perhaps it’s a little late for that?”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Elsa, please” Kane shook his head softly rattling some of the rain water from the tips of his hair “She likes the look of Denim, and seeing as there is only one place in the entire realm that spin it correctly, naturally I came to see you” </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Elsa almost bounced infront of Aishani “Well we can do more than that, you’re not shy of a few coppers and I have fabric to spare so we can create whatever she desires” She stopped as she cocked her head just for a moment “Drow? Wonder when the last time we had one of your kind in our realm” and with that she stepped back “I do apologise if my contact is inappropriate but sizing us women folk correctly would require direct contact, part of my gift” </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani inclined a brow with a placement of her hands upon the contour of her hips, her golden eye watching Elsa while the woman was not ashamed to touch her, the webbed markings were risen, as was the cruel scars webbing upon her back. Her grizzly scar adding to her exotic appeal, while that succulent aroma was spent to Kane. Upon one bosom was the darkening of a bruise and a dot of broken skin.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">A smirk formed on her lips to the smack by Elsa and the latter comment. "Can't argue if the same is a mutual desire." Aishani chuckled to the childlike enthusiasm displayed by Elsa when Kane mentioned denim. "I'm not one for fashion, unfortunately. That would be the surrogate...I keep to the simple things." Aishani rolled a shoulder dismissively. "No more inappropriate then appropriate. You are a woman of talents, there is a method to this...uh, madness. Wait, how did you know--Never mind, little should surprise me at this point. The only other Drow in this realm is me and my surrogate. Trust me, you don't want to run into that cunt."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Elsa grinned “Such an expressive woman, you have found quite the rare beauty here Kane, I do hope you treat her right, or wrong if she so desires” A wicked grin as she turned her hips swayed as she crossed the room her fingers tracing Kane for a moment before he batted them away “Always the spoil sport” She grinned softly</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“So we have a second in our midst?” She asked as she rummaged among the various fabrics her face disappearing amongst wall of fabric. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Yea, and far less pleasant than Aishani, she seems to have taken up residence with Ceremon” Kane replied as he kept his eyes trained on Aishani, not that Elsa wasn’t pleasing to the eye or the fact he was avoiding anything that may misconstrue their relationship to Aishani but for the pure Elsa was and remained so one of his oldest friends a relationship he had no desire to complicate.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Ah you boys and your daddy issues” Elsa almost popped back up out of the fabric a thick roll of uncut denim which she promptly dropped at Aishanis feet and with a flick of her foot rolled out some, she slipped behind Aishani and pushed her to step upon it “Any colour preference? Other fabric desires? We can make anything you want here, and sometimes more, feel free to stretch he’s paying after all” </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani considered Elsa in silence, absorbing the interactions between the two, as her lush lips formed into a smirk. She looked down at the roll of denim that was at her feet, when Elsa was behind her, the webbed scarring glared at her to the push on the fabric. Aishani was unprepared and stumbled with a chuckle. "Surprise me. All I have is in that messy sod of clothing over there that is drenched. I prefer corsets and fixture at my mid-section to...well, show what I was blessed with." Aishani inclined a brow to the toss of the coin pouch, then chuckled. "Are you TRYING to spoil me, Kane?"</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The fabric twisted and shifted slipping up along Aishani as Elsa watched quietly the fabrics twisted and wove into garments that would fit perfectly, as extra pieces slipped and fell away Aishani would be left fully clothed.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani stood still, while Elsa surprised her again but then she simply chuckled with a slow shake of her head. Her eye widened in wonder, while the fabrics wove and twisted into garments before her and wrapped her in the threads of fine clothing. "Now, that is a neat trick..." She glanced to Kane, then to the mirror, turning from side to side. The fabric of the denim clung to her suggestively, roosting at the birth of her hips and forming to her bottom perfectly, even a pair of strange boots on her feet that appeared to be a slight heavier than normal but sturdy. It was the corset that left her speechless, moving closer to the mirror on inspection, the stiff structure was made of black leather side panels with buckles near the base, the front had a design of in the background and black on the foreground with a dash of gold to bring out her eyes and clips to keep the fabric closed and ties in the back. A long sleeve red shirt that scooped so low that it was hidden beneath the corset bust line, her bosom was plump and appeared with such detail it was a witness of her mounds threatening to pop with each breath. But, by the fit and security of the clothing, it was perfect and would not give. Her thumb fit through the side of the lengthy sleeves to keep it in place.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane stepped behind her slowly, his hands slid to her hips gently “She works magic does our dear Elsa, no finer seamstress in the realm and worth every penny” His voice was soft</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Yes, yes you can stop with the flattery, well to me at least” Elsa grinned “But I must insist it’s time to move along, I must make a living here, though I’ve more than made enough to eat tonight, still my life would be boring if I just served the Elcarus’ now wouldn’t it?” She hugged Aishani with a smile “You keep him safe my dear, and I hope to see you before you tire of his miserable mug” her last words were a tease as she slipped off toward the back of the shop.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The moment his hands made contact to her hips, the spell was broken and she placed her hands upon his while swaying her hips briefly. "I now, understand why..." She mumbled, then turned to glance to Elsa with a chuckle and departed to return the embrace, then wriggled her fingers in a farewell. "No, no better seamstress. I highly doubt, I'd tire."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Her golden hue retuned to Kane, now, she appeared even more an exotic find, rare amongst this realm all together. She hesitated when he took her hand, lifting the rise to press against her lips, then moved to the pile of their soaked clothing to remove her weapons to fix upon her hips and then to each thigh. "Show me off? Pfft. I want a necklace...believe it or not, but, I'd like you to choose it. I feel so sexy right now...don't take me down a dark alley, I don't think I could stop myself from having my way with you."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Oh trust me when I say the temptation to lead you down a dark alley and have my way with you is quite, strong. Also for the record you look absolutely mouth-watering” Kane led her from the shop and out into the dull day, the rains had for the moment given way to a dark sky.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Morning Milord, good to see you out and about for a change” The burly man chirped, he was shorter in stature, a fiery red beard and arms that looked as if they could crush a man.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“A pleasure to be out Abram, how’s trade?” Kane replied as he drew Aishani to him, Abram eyed her with a pleasant smile before waving his hammer at the rear of the shop </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Not so bad, bloody recruits are damaging more armour than I can fix, but aye it’s not too bad, starting to even out now after the wars you know” </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Aye milord we know you are, still what I make is as good without the mythril, just aint as resilient, your girl need anything?” He stated finally smiling as he looked to her “She looks like she knows how to handle a weapon”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“I’m not fighter milord, I can make em but I can’t use em” Abram replied with another wave of his hammer</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Relax Abram, You know if we need anything I’d only ever come to you” Kane replied as he directed Aishani back toward the row of shops the two exchanged quipped goodbyes and they were off again.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She offered parting words with him, while, curling at Kane's arm in their walk away. "Oh, you loved, every moment of that." She muse, glancing up to him with a smirk. "So what is the problem with mythril? As I gathered due to the Dragon Wars, the stores have been depleted and the mines all but gutted. Is there no alternative?"</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“We generally use it to strengthen weapons, so only small amounts are required, during the war we were creating weapons directly from Mythril, I supposed it was just quicker, still in essence the mine here is dry. I have reached out to Elvera their mines are much deeper and eventually I’m sure they will send us some” Kane kept lead through the long street and down the hill to a small shop at the end, the window was filled with various trinkets all of gold or silver.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Welcome to The Pot of Silver…..” Her voice trailed off as her eyes made contact with Kane “Milord Kane?!” She would have bowed had her health not allowed for such an action, not that it mattered as Kane waved her off </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“You would think I never visit town often” He mused idly as he led Aishani to the counter “I have come for something special, for the dearest woman in my life” Kanes eyes flicked over the counter as he eyed the various pieces. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Something special for the special Lady?” Her voice was barely above a cracked whisper “Perhaps we could have something crafted for you?” Kane looked to her in thought as his eyes searched for whatever it was that he wanted.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">There were many that hid beneath the dusty glass of the counter, as Kanes eyes skimmed them his caught sight of a single silver dragon, wrapped around a stone that appeared to twist and shimmer as if it was made of liquid. He looked to the stone for a few moments before tapping the glass.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The woman brought it up the chain was a heavy silver, the carved dragon as well, it clattered as she placed it upon the counter before Kane. “A signet of the Elcarus line milord” She stated softly as if trying to explain away the dragon.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“You know there has never been a dragon blood in our line, oddly yet the dragon is the sigil of our house, perhaps the fact they are both graceful and destructive is the reason?” The woman looked to Kane curious to his words </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“We believe you were born of dragon, is that not how you drove them away?” She replied softly</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Wasn’t technically us, the Unicorn and Dires had more to do with that” Kane shrugged softly “We helped but their intervention saved us all” Kane turned to face Aishani “So what do you think and feel free to be honest, I haven’t wished to buy a gift for a woman in few years so my taste may be considered outdated”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani shook her head while lifting a finger to caress the necklace, then looked up to Kane. "No, Kane, it is perfect and beautiful. You aren't that out of date." She whispered softly. Turning with her back to him, sweeping her hair from her shoulders to display her naked neck for him to place the jewellery upon her, once again the webbed scarring glared at him.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It was heavy but uncomfortably so as he finally snapped the clasp shut. His hands rested on her shoulders for a moment before he smiled softly. “Well it’s good to see you appreciate my taste” He once more handed over a small pouch of silver as the assistant opened it.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Milord there is far more here than the value of such a trinket” She insisted Kane simply smiled softly “I know, but for the happiness of my beloved there is no price” He stepped back with thought before settling against the counter off to the side “Thank you milord, your patronage as ever is most welcome”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani lifted her hand after the necklace was placed around her neck, the tail of the dragon perfectly settled between the contours of her bosom, settled with an essence of his open claim upon her. Her fingertips caressed the jewel and then the shape of the dragon, turning to face him with a smile. "If I didn't, I wouldn't be here." She winked to him, though, curled at his side and laced fingers within his.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Thank you milady” The woman nodded and then with a curt nod slipped back into the darkness that was the rear of the shop. Kane took Aishanis hips gently and led her back into the street, his hand held the door so it closed silently behind them.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“You would think me royalty in these parts, I truly wish they would accept me as nothing more than the hometown boy I am” He sighed softly “Still I am flattered they believe in me so much” The air was cool around them, moist from the rain that still threatened to fall. As they walked back up toward the market the air was warm with the scent of fresh bread, the market still buzzing with activity.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Then, maybe, you should be more presentable to the public, Kane? Join the workers and prove that you are more than willing to be in their shoes to assist. Does wonder with morale." She gave his hand a squeeze and drug him to a flower cart. "I would like to do something for you." Aishani then gathered four roses, paying with some money in her pocket. "I want to honour those...that you have lost." </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“It is well known I tend the fields here as much as those who them, I work with them and never ask what I would be unwilling to do myself, I take nothing from them and I never will” Kane shrugged softly “This is my home and they know my life will be spent defending each and every one of them” As he led her from the market and back to the road toward the Mansion, merchants were now headed into town having passed their testing process from the Mansion. The walked as the air cooled around them, though it had been a dismal day it had so far held off from raining on them any further.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Our family cemetery is to the far east of the grounds, at least our departed are still close to home, the dead are prone to not staying dead in this realm, most become guides to one or another of us” Kane led her through the gates looping in the opposite direction of the house and down past the vegetable fields to the high fences and iron worked fencing that was the edge of Elcarus Cemetery. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"It is beautiful, the way you spoke of those long past. Yes, no matter the events, they are always in our hearts." She offered his hand a squeeze, as during their walk it had travelled down to lace fingers within his. "Shall we then?"</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane nodded his hand ran over the steel of the bars as they slid open. He stepped in the gravel of the cemetery path crunching beneath his feet. With practiced and measured steps he led her through the cemetery to a line of 3 gravestones one weathered and beaten by years of weather and yet each word still as clear as they day it was erected. ‘In Eternal Memory of Love Nelliah Elcarus’ the other two were not so big but carried the same inscription on both ‘Beloved by Us All, You Gave Your Life So May Lead Ours’ Krystal Elcarus, Haunted Elcarus. </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She kept in step alongside him, while walking upon the gravel path of the cemetery, Aishani face the three grave markers. Aishani gently gathered Kane's hand in her own, lacing her fingers and his with the dethorned stem of the rose, moving forward to Nelliah's headstone and slowly kneeling down. To guide their combined hands to set the flower down, unable to remove her gaze from the headstone. "She must have been an amazing woman, your mother..." Aishani whispered. "Do you think, she would have liked me?"</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane knelt his fingers laced through hers, his eyes resting on the rose as her words settled through him “I never met her, at least alive, she died during our birth, most say that’s what inevitably sent our father off the deep end. I have met her on the astral planes, I know she is watching us, she was there to pick me up after Ascondia all but destroyed what was left of me. I think she would welcome you, ask that you stand with me no matter the risk or the cost, be my strength as I will be yours” Kane drew her hand to his heart.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“She would ask that you ensure I stay on the path that our name has built, we do right by the realm and its people, but yes she likes you, if she didn’t I would already know it” </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She offered him a smile then moved to Krystal's stone. Repeating the same. Their hands combined to place the rose upon the foot of the marker and then the same to Haunted. Offering each a time of silence to reflect and honour. "I would have liked to have met your brothers... Everyone in the realm beyond deserve to be honoured. When we done tonight let is make three place settings for them and invite them in superior and essence to dine with us."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">A light seemingly shimmered before the graves pale figures could be seen, the first a look alike of Kane, except for the bright blonde hair that seemed to only brighten those emerald eyes, the second seemingly taller than the first hair so dark it was harder to ignore that same piercing look, the final was female soft gentle almost, bright silver hair, grey eyes and long almost as lost as Kanes, they stepped through their respective graves before standing before them.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“He’s right you know, the dead don’t tend to stay very dead around here” The blonde quipped </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Don’t frighten the girl” The woman snapped a motherly admonishment “But of course she doesn’t look the type to scare easily “Allow me to do this properly, I am Lady Nelliah Elcarus, though of course the lady part is entirely unnecessary, this is my son Haunted and the loud mouth would be Krystal” </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani lifted her gaze upwards to Kane while he proceeded to squeeze her hand, a smirk upon the corners of her plush lips, but in the process of returning her focus to the graves that was when her eyes caught sight of the mist. Like a blanket it began to cover the ground at their feet, a brow inclining in a look back to Kane, but the instant the pale figures appeared her attention remained fixed on each male and then the woman in the middle.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The slow and thick purring chuckle fell from her lips to the interaction between the blonde and the woman, it didn't take a genius to recognize those green eyes and the arrival from each grave marker. "It is a pleasure to meet each of you, I'm Aishani. Though, to Kane's words of always being watched, I surmise that you already know this."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“An introduction of yourself is both polite and very much appreciated, I would offer my hand but my current plight prevents such an act, still I welcome you to my home, I do hope my son has treated you with the respect such an honoured lady would deserve” Nelliahs voice was soft almost serene each word chosen carefully much as Kane would “But to answer your own question Aishani, I do indeed approve”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“He is been reckless in his need to satisfy an urge he brings her in without so much as check she wouldn’t kill him in his sleep, did he not learn from last time?” Haunted snapped “And yet he doing so he found an ally none of us could question, I fail to see how he does such a thing so well”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Because unlike you, he ain’t got a stick up his ass” Krys grinned “Of course had you chosen to kill him, well” Krystal waved idly around the three of them</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Nelliah raised he hand to silence the boys instantly they did so “Forgive them, it seems when they lost their physical form they also misplaced their manners, but they only seek to watch over their brother, much like yourself? So tell me what is your opinion of your current situation? Feel free to be direct it’s hard to offend the already dead, we are here to guide those of our family as we are bound to do by the twelve that brought us to be”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She glanced to the wicked snap of Haunted's voice, tilting her head with a smirk forming upon her plush lips, her golden eye humming softly with a faint glow. "We all have urges, to deny them at times, could be detrimental to ones health. But, sometimes, the sudden circumstances can draw in a much needed ally from strange places...or realms in Kane's case." Aishani placed a small squeeze upon his hand in her own. "They are male and at times, their mind moves much faster than their words."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani fell silent when Nelliah directed her questions upon her. "My current situation, is tied to Kane. From Ceremon and my surrogate, Z'ress. I have survived thus far, but, there comes a point to stop surviving and stand tall. The reason is because, I was considered weak and a stain upon the Tor'tar House fabric. I still do not know, how I ended up in this realm, but, there are times that two fates intertwine for the betterment of each involved, plus the benefit of the realm as a whole. If I had a choice to do everything over again, knowing what I do now, I would not have changed a damn thing, because for one, I would not be standing here in this realm and to finally find a mate in my life." She paused. "My situation is a burden on me and others around me, because, I brought Z'ress here and since she is an enemy, this ties her to Ceremon."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“I wouldn’t consider such things your fault, there are few who Ceremon will listen to. Sadly that may be my greatest failure that I could not protect the man I loved. Still as you say it is best not to dwell upon what you cannot control” Nelliah straightened herself for a moment “Hmm seems our time here is done, at least for the moment. We will meet again I hope Aishani, Kane you know what must be done, and what is expected of you, we will speak again”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Take care of things topside brother, we will lend what strength we can” Krystal bowed gently “Look after him” the last was directed at Aishani</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“You must find strength in each other, the realm will look to you both for strength” Haunted added quietly “You must both be ready to lead”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani inhaled deeply while her hand tightened upon his own, seeking for the first time strength from the words spent from Haunted. But, she nodded in silence offering a small smirk, which turned sour and cooked. "Yes, I will look after him that is a promise that I intend to keep not only for him, but to you all."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Nelliahs head inclined in reply as they shimmered into darkness, the mist fading from around them as the dull light of what was now dusk poured in to surround them, Kane once more knelt into the dirt his hand pressed to the foot of his mothers grave just for a moment.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“It seems they do indeed like you, while such visits are rare, the fact they chose to come to us, I know now I made the right choice” He stood slowly his hands slipping to her hips as he drew her to him, his hand slipping to her back in a deep embrace “Not that I ever doubted you or my choices”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She melted into his embrace, resting her cheek on his chest while looking to the grave markers. Her arms lifted to wrap around his waist, a small smile upon her lips, then she hooked her chin on his chest. "Oh, you do? You doubted?" Aishani teased him with a poke to his ribs but chuckled. "Kane, it was nice to have met your family now. I will admit...ready to lead does frighten me. I've never done so before."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“I’m not dead, that’s a testament in its own right, had you not taken out our enemies, I may not have walked out of that attack alive. Though in truth you can lead merely by showing strength, nothing more is expected of you that you are willing to give. Should the time come, I have no doubt in you doing the right thing for us all” Kane held her close kissing the top of her head gently “I’m grateful you’re here it has allowed me to find strength, something I had been lacking of late”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani closed her eyes, returning the rest of her cheek against his chest, while her fingertips kneaded into his lower back, lifting the lids offered the focus of her golden hue upon the trio of headstones before her. "Kane, you give yourself little credit. You are strong, far strong then I could ever have imagined. But, I am glad that you find strength within me, while I find such within you. I will be by your side, through the thick and thin." She paused briefly, allowing for silence to settle before speaking again after a time. "Shall we return to dine? I still would like to place three empty place settings on the table, I wish to honour your mother and two brothers, this night. As they have honoured me with their presence."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane smiled his eyes on her as he nodded. He led her from the cemetery grounds and back to the mansion, as they cut back through the busy kitchens staff nodded and stated greetings as they made their way through.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">As they moved out of the Kitchen and up the short stairway into the dining hall, Kane halted turning to Aishani. “I know you won’t, but should you chose to walk away now would be the time to do so, I only point this out as from here on out, you will not only be my partner but assumed to be second in command. You say I have strength I am unaware but that truth comes from my knowledge that those around me can be trusted without a second thought, they will put the realm above themselves, I will gladly lay down my life to protect you Aishani, but I suspect you already know that. From here we are equals together and in the eyes of those around us” Kane drew breath shifting awkwardly knowing the details he had just posed would indeed send someone lesser running from the halls.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani walked quietly at his side, the sound of their feet crunching on the gravel and thumping gently on the ground, her hand had worked the path to curl fingers within his. She nodded and spoke greetings to those that offered her such on the way through the kitchen.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She lifted her golden eye to rest upon him, when he stopped. Her head tilted to his words, as the raven feather within the dark dreads winked to him, Aishani's lips formed slowly into a smirk. "Your assumption is correct, Kane. Any other would flee at your words, but, as I have said, I am done running. It is time to stand up and fight, a cause far greater than survival but life. This world has shown me cruelty but also taught me a lesson in love, which I will never forget. Walking away would solve nothing, I would rather be here. With you. With your family. Yes, equals that share the same cause, even bed. As I would lay my life down for you, would it call for it, even Hades or Aerian." She lifted a hand to caress his cheek, offering him a smile that bled through the smirk. "I love you, Kane Elcarus. Nothing and no one can change my mind. This world is something worth fighting for."</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“It is indeed worth fighting for” Kane replied softly “Even when it seems like it isn’t” As they reached the dining hall table they took their seats Kane as always at the head but holding the chair beside back allowing Aishani to take her place. Beside Kane sat the place for Nelliah, beside hers was Krystal and Haunted respectively as Hades made his way in he stood by the place setting with a gentle bow he took place besides Haunted.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aerian glanced for a moment as she made her way then smiled softly before taking her place beside Aishani. A silent prayer was said by all before the table filled with other staff and merchants and the kitchen staff began to fill the table with food. The order had been righted and finally Dentarius had begun to heal from age old wounds.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani inhaled deeply after accepting the offered seat from Kane, caressing his forearm in the passing. But, she looked to the empty place settings for Nelliah, Krystal and Haunted, smiling to herself inwardly, but glanced to the arrival of Hades and then to Aerian when she took her seat next to herself. Extending a hand to gather Aerian's and then Kane's, speaking softly in the prayer, she released their hands and began to eat in silence. Her golden hue flicking to Kane every now and then, as well as Hades and Aerian. Now, she had found a place, in which she belonged and it was within Dentarius.</span></i></div>
UnshatteredNightmare666http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128568202671681724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817715199670070337.post-47502155409485978492015-10-23T18:20:00.002+01:002015-10-23T18:20:57.373+01:00[New Alliances] A Few Answers To Even More Questions<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane turned the flash of
his blade as a shower of sparks erupted, Hades lunged forward to be caught in
shoulder with a stiff elbow, Hades struck back just as quickly hitting Kane
square in the chest with the palm of his hand sending Kane to the ground in a
fit of breathless attempted coughing.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Getting slow old man”
Hades chuckled softly extending his hand, only for Kane to yank him to the
ground shifting his weight to end up behind with his blade across Hades’ throat<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“And you’re getting soft”
Kane replied as he let the blade the drop<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Impressive, I taught you
one too many tricks it seems” Hades replied now finding his feet and sheathing
his weapon, mirrored by Kane.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“You taught me not to
trust anyone including family, had I remained that way I’d be as whacked out as
Hareavor” Kane shrugged softly before his mind reeled at her scent, it sunk
into him so quickly as he turned and grinned<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“You appear unharmed, that
has to be a good thing” Hades remarked “Our dear Aerian is just full of
surprises, I trust I can speak freely?”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane nodded in reply “You
can, she is as much a part of this as any of us”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Speaking of our dear
cloned failure, he is out hunting, I’m fairly sure it’s on Ceremons orders and
I’m fairly sure his werewolf side kick won’t be far behind him, both with
intent to maim any females remotely attached to you, he also has orders to take
Aerian, it’s a dangerous game but ultimately whatever happens Kane you’re the
final goal” Hades voice dropped his words now cut with an air of force<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“It amazes me you’re
almost always aware of Ceremons orders, if he touches my daughter it will be
the last think he ever gets to do, the fields around the Mansion have been
strengthened there is no way in without us knowing” Kane replied calmly as
Aishani reached his side his arm wrapped around her waist drawing her against
him his lips find hers for a moment <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Get a room, but Kane we
cannot guarantee there is no way in, Ceremon built this house never forget
that” Hades replied<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Trust me, I haven’t, I
also have a lead we are going to follow up on, so I would be grateful if you
ensure my guards are aware of the impending attempts on our lives” Kane replied
<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Yes milord” Hades mocked
playfully with a curt bow he slipped away<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Ever the joker, still
it’s good he’s here, one more blade in the hands of an Elcarus on our own
grounds” Kane smiled softly<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Aishani hesitated at the
door, inclining a brow with a small smirk coiling upon her lush lips,
instead of entering, she calmly folded her arms over her chest with a lean of
her shoulder to the frame. Her golden eyes watching the two brothers in a
sparring match of not only physical combat but tongue as well. When the
two men were finished, she straightened to move into the room at Kane's side,
tilting her head when Hades spoke while Kane's arm was wrapped around her
waist. She wriggled her fingers to the disappearance of Hades.</i></div>
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div>
<i><div style="text-align: justify;">
<i>She was silent for a long time while lingering in her thoughts, fingertips
kneading into his side and chest with a rest of her cheek against him, then
lifting her gaze to Kane. "Clone...brother? Werewolf?"</i></div>
<o:p></o:p></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane scratched his head
awkwardly as the realisation of how complex things were becoming dawned on him.
Finally he kissed her forehead with a smiled and led the way through the
Mansion and down into the cold of the cellar, they wound through beer caskets
and empty barrels, boxes and all manner of things that were upon roof to floor
shelves, finally they reached an open area that was simply dark, Kane reached
over the wall before several sconces came to life cast in a dull amber light
into the dreary empty space.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He walked the wall tapping
several times until the sound of grating stone could be heard and the wall slid
down into the ground, beyond was a burnt out lab, some of the equipment still
intact though long covered in dirt and spider webs.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“This was my father’s lab,
here he would find the key to creating life itself, well no he figured that out
the normal way but, they made their way through standing by a table, leather
straps and all manor or damaged instruments and empty glass bottle. “Here he
found a way to create life from life, Hades is not brother by blood, or more
accurately he wasn’t. Hades was born human, from their realm, abducted at 7
years old and then modified by our DNA, me, Haunted and Krystal. It worked too,
our genetics overwrote his and Hades was essentially born, and raised with us
as our brother. Unfortunately there was a darkness in him, one we attribute to
human nature once they have power they will inevitably wield it, by the time
Hades maturity he was essentially mad and eventually turned on us all. He destroyed this place and we believed all of
Ceremons research”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>They moved through to the
burn remains of books and papers and a desk as Kane ran his hand over it
“Ceremon wanted to control our power, not as a father but for his own end,
that’s what set Hades off the deep end, and the reason He and I were at war for
so long, thankfully trapping him in a mountain cavern for a hundred years or so
finally tempered into looking at the realm as it really is, something to be
protected, we are the fine line for many but Elcarus is the last line of
defence, if I ever had doubt about Hades before they were put to rest during
the Dragon Wars, he got most of the townsfolk out, and helped bring down a
Dragon, granted it was on top of my house but still he is Elcarus by blood now”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane sat on the edge of my
desk “That’s a whole lot of history that has little to do with our current
plight but, Hareavor is a second attempt at perfecting what he failed with
Hades, and without us to temper the human darkness, Hare …. He is a whole
different breed of darkness, for as cruel and cold as Ceremon is and can be, he
does know where the line is, he brought his armies to the Dragon War for no
other reason than to protect the Everlands, Hare simply sat by waiting for us
to die, the only act he perpetrated during that war was the torture and rape of
the Dragon Warlocks daughters, sent her home in a dozen pieces” Kane shifted
awkwardly “There is not an ounce of remorse in that creature, and werewolves
are as they sound half man half wolf, same thing that would have taken me had
Aerian and yourself not been on the field that day. Very strong, single minded
and hard to stop, thankfully none too bright except for Trila, he has grown
with Hareavor and as such is fiercely loyal and almost a part of him”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His eyes now settled on
Aishani “They do not care for family, nor loyalty, Hareavor only tolerates
Ceremon because Ceremon is key to understanding his own power, or Ceremon is
the only man Hare has loyalty to I couldn’t say for sure, but he does have a
dangerous affliction for rape and torture no matter race or gender”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Aishani met his gaze with
her singular golden hue after the press of his lips to her forehead, an
understanding to her patience and intelligence washing over him. She remained
by his side in silence, her presence always slithering into his senses and
fending off the mouldy moisture from the cellar. She looked to
the sconces that came to life and illuminated the area in dull eerie light.</i></div>
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">
<i> </i></div>
<i><div style="text-align: justify;">
<i>Quietly, she stood aside, until the grating sound erupted in a shatter
of the silence. Advancing in the silence that followed with the wall
falling into the ground to reveal the interior of a burnt lab. She moved to
various equipment, inspecting with her eyes narrowed. At the instant he
spoke, she turned her attention to Kane. "You make it seem as though he
had no right to turn and burn this lab, I am sure it harbours hate and anger in
him." She picked up a book when she moved to stand near to Kane, blowing
on the binding with a brush of her fingertips, then set it down to walk away.
"You keep speaking of darkness...like it is a plague, everyone has the
darkness in them, Kane. We ALL have it. Granted. It appears differently
in others." She allowed for his words to enter more, looking to his
lean. "He is waiting for the right time. Hare. If he is as cruel,
heartless of a beast as you say and has his werewolf companion...he is waiting
for the moment to strike Ceremon down and with my...well Z'ress in the picture,
this could be...bad..."</i></div>
<o:p></o:p></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I’ve had time to deal with
Hades darkness, it was our genetics that amplified the human desire for
complete power, he … well has a wicked grasp with fire, I know we all have a darkness
it’s a defence system, merely meant his was out of control for a time. As for
Hare, well that’s a whole different field, I wouldn’t even call it darkness
with him, just pure unfiltered evil” Kane shrugged softly “He already knows his
attack point we can be sure of that, we have to wait until he tries, a concept
I am not so comfortable with”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He finally slid off the
desk and down into the dirt shoving aside several crisp books before reaching
into the floor another click and another panel exposed down into a darker much
colder place “I hate this place” he murmured softly before climbing down, the
air sickened with stench of death and decay, Kane flicked his wrist and a
shower of flames burst forth settling alight anything it could touch, the room
was round and of solid stone, the walls covered in chains and skeletal corpses.
“I have been in here twice since we found out about this place, once to let
anyone go who was still alive and now” His voice was edged with an uncertainty
“One of these has our answers, what they are I will know when I find her”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Of course,"
Aishani nodded, though, lounged against the desk now with her fingers
curled at the rim and legs extended out with a link at her ankles. She watched
him again in silence, considering him while straightening and tilting her head
to the presence of the now open panel. She placed a hand upon his shoulder to
offer him a show of silent support and strength, while the death lingered with
decay, it was her scent that masked the smell to be as though through a veil.
She looked around the round room, then tested the chains briefly, while being
respectful of the skeletons. "She?"<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Yes, she was Ascondias
sister, and the first to be taken by Ceremon. The Exaltias are perhaps the only
family we know of that predate ours. They are also the most powerful, even
diluted down the ability to open transdimensional portals wouldn’t be beyond
their capabilities, Ascondia can open them easy enough but I’m sure it wasn’t
her based on the location alone” Kane cocked his head slightly as he circled
the room “We were going to bring her up to lay her to rest but our hands were
tied by my former wife and she ordered the crypt sealed and not to be
disturbed, evidently I just breached that rule” Kane slowed as he knelt beside
a corpse his hand ran through the dirt for a moment before his eyes closed “I
had a theory that we were the last to be born of his blood, and after Arianna
disappeared without traced, to be found in this hell hole afterward, I am
fairly sure that he did indeed father another child and somehow that line is
responsible for not one but two vortices been opened, the first bringing the
dragons and the second, well that brought you”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“To open them the line has
to be pure which is why with enough preparation and rest I can open them,
Ceremon, Ascondia, Sarantha, Aerian are about the others capable or so we
thought” Kane sighed softly he bowed slightly to the corpse before walking back
to Aishani </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“It seems we have a piece of the puzzle, now we should let the dead
rest”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani remained
silent at the entry of the room, simply content to watch. She
silently allowed for his words to seep in, moistening her lips. She lifted a
hand to lightly rub at the back of her neck, appearing to be mildly
confused. "So...wait, if, I understand correctly. The ones that I know of
in that list are Ceremon and Ascondia and Aerian. Who is Sarantha? Also,
what piece of the puzzle are you speaking of? I appear to be even more confused
than we started, Kane. Trust, me, I am struggling to understand, I am not from
this realm and it is much different than my own." She skimmed her eyes
over the round room, resting on the skeletons, but then tipped her head and
spoke in a soft language, it was her native tongue and dripped as luscious
as silk, but it was unneeded to be spoke in common to understand that she
was paying her own personal respects. Then stepped back to leave the room
with Kane.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I know it’s a lot to take
in, which granted is mostly just me rambling in thought” Kane smiled softly as
he ran his hand back over the panel to seal it shut. He stood now resting back
on the desk “Forgive me, I didn’t mean to drop so much information on you, but
it serves the greater picture if so much information isn’t in just one person’s
hands. So the remains down there are mostly early experiments of Ceremons, as
he tried to find a way to duplicate his children’s powers in the hands of just
one vessel as he liked to call them” Kane shifted awkwardly “But one is Arianna
who was taken by Ceremon and I suspected had a child, at some point I’m
assuming he lost they child and they vanished into the wind, this has never
been confirmed and despite my observations below is still guess work.” <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane paused a moment to
allow her to digest the information “So that been the information we haves
means we can reasonably guess that, our half-sister or a descendant of that
sister is responsible for opening the vortex, because we can safely eliminate
everyone else we know is capable of doing it. Or at least I’m fairly sure we
can”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Sarantha is the realms
only true White Mage, her family are responsible for the balance of the very
realm itself, and when I say family I mean just her, the Ravensfields have
watched over the health of the Everlands for some time and they are created by
the realm or at least that’s how we believe it works. Hard to say their history
is closely guarded” </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane shrugged softly “But it’s her duty to protect not
harm, so we can take her out of the equation as well” Kane looked to her “Any
of this making sense?”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"So essentially, it
could be any of those that you have named that opened the vortex, or this
possible half-sibling which we really have no concrete proof that exists in the
first place." </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She folded her arms behind her back, drinking in the
interior of this burnt lab. "Though, there is a possibility that Hare and
his little dog will be after us due to that and another called Alastair. We
need to be on our toes, but, more than that we have to find answers."<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Grimloshi? What does he
have to do with this?” Kane looked almost perplexed “The last I heard of him he
was in a dungeon beneath the castle after he attempted to rape Ascondia, though
I’m perplexed as to why she didn’t cut his heart out but nevertheless, I
suspect Hare wants us for your mother, or they want to pull you away from me to
lower my defences” </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane shrugged softly in thought before looking to her as he
slipped off the desk his eyes settled on her, her scent now once more settling
him “We’re a threat together it would seem, you and I seem to be at the centre
of something neither of us wanted to be”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani considered him,
while, lifting a shoulder in a shrug. "I'm simply ensuring that you have
all agents covered, Kane. I have not heard pleasant things about Alastair,
doesn't surprise me, since Aerian is the one that brought it up to me. In fact,
he was the one that put out the bounty on me." She turned to face him with
her golden eyes, a smirk forming slowly on her luscious lips. "Yes,
perhaps, though, I absolutely love something in MY centre. We are a
formidable force, that is for sure, so we need to stick together to strengthen
that, but, with Aerian and Hades, it will be even more of a danger."<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I am grateful for your
counsel my love, it makes thinking so much easier with you here, at least
puzzle thinking” He grinned softly “And as long as we are on Elcarus ground,
the advantage remains ours” Kane smiled softly “Now I think it’s time we got
out of this place, I never was too comfortable in areas where my fathers soul
have been” He slid from the desk and made his way to the door, as they step
through the wall slid back into place.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>They made their way back
through the cellar but through another route that brought them out behind the
Mansion into the open grounds and the rain that now hammered down, Kane merely
looked up and groaned “Come on” he muttered darkly “Well the weather is beyond
unfortunately” <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Aishani winked to Kane and
then chuckled, while her succulent aroma caressed him and added a sense of
clarity beyond that of the residual soul of Ceremon. She curled her
fingers within his while they left behind the haunting lab and cellar, now
standing behind the mansion. An impish grin formed on her face to his
dismal reaction to the pounding rain, but, she gathered his hand and pulled on
it, spinning in the rain as it pelted her face and soaked her tunic, leather
beading with the water, but, through the transparency of her tunic the dark
flesh with the dark buds was seen.</i></div>
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<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div>
<i><div style="text-align: justify;">
<i>"Don't be so smug. Enjoy it! It's beautiful. It annoys, gives life, causes
floods and even makes for slippery sex."</i></div>
<o:p></o:p></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Now that we can both
agree on” He smiled stepping to her his hands catching her hips firmly halting
her movement, his eyes met hers as he moved to catch her lips, long deep and
lingering his hands drawing her tight against him, his body crackled with a
deep desire only brought out in her presence.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani tilted her
chin a slight to compensate for the height difference, then instead, leapt up
to wrap her legs around his waist with a link of the ankles at his back. Her
lips moulding against his, while the caress of the rain trickled upon
their faces and hair, lifting her scent even more to his senses. The kiss
moulded to each other, deepening the affection while her hand cupped at his
cheeks, she parted after a drag of her teeth to his lip with an articulate
plop. A smirk on her lips while the rain glistened on the surface and she
brushed some hair from his features. "So, now, where to?"<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I still owe you
some new clothes” He smiled softly “So a visit to our seamstress seems to be in
order, she should have what we need ready by now” his hands slipped up her back
as he returned to the kiss “But seeing how your already wet perhaps I should
help with that?” his voice carried a tease that was as full of intent as the
act of his hands running back along her spine.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Excellent."
She said but dove deeply into the kiss again, her fingers weaving into his wet
hair and becoming tangled in the passion that her lips spoke eagerly against
his. Her scent was even more smouldering to his senses as her taste was just as
divine in the crispness of the rain. But she unwound from him in a slide down
his body, to land on her knees. "I bet this is a first..." Aishani
whispered, struggling to find the way to open his pants then fingers
landing on the zipper. She tugged it down and slipped her hand within, while,
the rain continued to pour upon her and threaten his uncovered beast, but, then
the heat of her lips enveloped him. Tongue pinned initially,
then roaming in praise to stimulate the thing flesh wrapping, forcing
him as deeply as possible and effectively in her throat. But, she didn't stop
and continued to feast on him, her golden eye humming softly in the dim
light, while her lips were stretched to accommodate the girth.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His body tensed as
she took control of his raging erection, a low growl as she swallowed him down,
each time his member disappeared down her throat he would moan deeply, the
speed at which she carried out the act built his need extremely quickly, his
hands wrapped into her hair as he allowed her to continue against him.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The air was cool as
the rain came down in near sheets quickly soaking through their clothes his
hand tensed blocking her from finishing him to quickly as he sunk into the dirt
in front of her kissing her hungrily before they collapsed into the cold damp
earth, his hands fumbled at her waist to ease her leggings down just enough to
allow his hand to find her heated core his fingers dipping deep into her.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Aishani gasped when his fleshy morsel was removed abruptly
from the heat of her mouth, looking to him through lust lidded eyes, but
the response of her lips fell upon his own when the kiss was inducted. Now, her
heat absent from his tool, it was replaced with the stroking by the palm of her
hand. </span></i></div>
<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><div style="text-align: justify;">
<i><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"> </span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Her other hand assisted Kane in the open of her leggings, in that instant that
they collapsed and a stillness froze her lips in a tilt of her head back in a
growl to the announcement of his digit sunk into her heated core and embraced
by the molten silk folds of her passage. Her lips returned to his with an
articulate smack, slick muscle not hesitating to breech his lips, a hand
curling into the threads of his own hair, before yanking back and biting at
that soft spot that connected his neck and shoulder, lapping at the surface.
Her scent overwhelming as the crispness of the rain appeared to
infuse such even more with such clarity it was amazing.</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His mind was awash
with the deep seated need for her, her scent and the scent of fresh rain only
served to heighten the whole mix as he sunk deep into the kiss, caressing her
tongue against hers. His hand now flicked against her clit before slipping deep
into her slowly slipping back from her heated centre before plunging back into
her.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His free hand
slipped from her hair and down over her breast caressing the nipple through the
now soaked fabric. As he slowly broke the kiss he looked into her eyes his
breathing hoarse and broken.<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">Her slick muscle
twirled and pranced against his on the dance floor of their passion, still
stroking with her hand and alternating between the pressure and angle. A gasp
and growl fed into the kiss when his digit departed from the molten heat of her
core to flick over her secret button and then to return, upon reflex her
body angled to press into him with a roll of her hips with her dark buds pert
in arousal. She then pulled down her leggings to her shins, pushing him to
his back while, lifting herself up to place his exposed member to her hot
passage.</i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">Lowering herself with a drop, causing him to be surrounded by the heat of her
body, throbbing against his in the incredibly tight embrace that guided
him to breech past the sanctum to her gates, ankles still linked by the
fabric as she rolled her hips and pressed downward with her abdomen to cause a
stir within her womb then it went deeper and pressed into the very back of her
sanctum, causing her to tilt her head back with a howl of pleasure.</i></div>
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entering her, the wave of heat rolled off her as a low moan slipped from his
lips, his back arced pushing him deeper up against her, and slowly his hips
rolled grinding himself against her pelvic bone. <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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even notable to them now heat from their bodies meshed to form a bubble that
suspended them in each other. The heat of her surrounding him only served to
heighten the moment as his hands now raked down the wet fabric of her shirt
urging her against him harder. <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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head back while giving praise to this moment, the rain cruelly pounding upon
her face and body, though, worked her hips in a clockwise and counter clockwise
gyration and looked down to him with her hands pressed against her tunic. Her
palms cradled her bosom with index and thumb rolling and pinching the notable
buds, then that was enough and she pulled down the neckline to expose the
glorious ashen mounds now splattering with water, beading and rolling
down with the very bridge of her nips. In that very moment, his hands raked
down her back to the urge. She gave in while her sounds were nearing
grunts to screams, literally bouncing violently upon him with each stride
pushing into her core to claim her very womb, to fill her. Then he
felt the throbbing of her flower beginning to come alive, then he felt the
pressure that threatened to force him out, but, then he felt the rush of heat
and she stiffened with an arch back and quivered, the silken folds milking him
and pleading. She collapsed down now, pressed against his, her lips lusting upon
his flesh, then to his lips with a passionate kiss, spilling with such emotion
that it was smothering him with her presence and scent that was amazing. </span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As he felt himself erupt
filling her hard with his seed his whole body shuddered, as she collapsed toward
him his hands caught her hair dragging her into that violent kiss, eager and
hungry all in the same sense. His eyes closed just a little before he broke
from the kiss.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>With intent he turned her
body hitting the now soaked ground with a splash as she displaced the water
beneath his hand had rid her of the now soaked legs dumping them beside in that
moment he was upon on her driving himself back into her, her scent and the rain
had kept him alive his hands locked her arms over her head as he now took to a
more violent force each thrust sent the sound of wet flesh colliding with wet
flesh echoing around them. His rhythm was both forceful and aggressive with
express desire of filling her a second time, the force with which he buried
himself inside her would leave them stinging in the moment before their naked
flesh collided again.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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growled his mouth coming down against her breast in a rough bite against the
tender flesh his back tense as again he erupted inside her filling her once
more.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">A growl parted her
lips to the inflation of his fleshy tube that pressed against her folds
throbbing with life due to the stimulation her body was indulging in. She
fell into the intensity of the kiss, the carnal hunger raging within both
lovers, it was like a wave of desire that crashed against both of them. </i></div>
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<i style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 107%;">The sound that broke the embrace left Aishani gasping for air, suckling on
his lower lip, but the lock was shattered when in the soaked ground she was
turned with a grunt of surprise to the control that he forced upon her. But, a
smirk formed on her lips while, Aishani appeared to be even more aroused due to
this turn of events. When her arms lifted to work upon his back beneath
the cloak, she was found in the manacles of his hands, writhing beneath him
with each clap of their flesh upon flesh intense. The water was tranquil in the
rhythm, while the song of their bodies was splashing, slippery. The
forcefulness that he thrust upon her increased a violet to her
cheeks and the volume of her voice new no boundaries between every scream
that was cut short by the abuse at her hips, eyes rolling into the back of her
skull with mouth hung open. A hiss slithered past her lips to the ferocious
bite upon her bosom, while his whisper of release rose in the instant the
explosion occurred Kane caught her own rushing forth to greet his. In the press
of his mouth upon her bosom, now, he began to taste her in all the rush of her
fiery blood, as a few droplets trickled upon his pallet to such a luscious
crimson essence.</i></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He lay against her for
that moment before slowly easing back to his knees a wicked smile on his face
as he looked to their now soaked clothes in a pile in the ground. “Well now
this is going to be fun” His eyes caught hers with a sparkle “How are we to get
indoors and get dressed without the entire house knowing we are currently half
naked?”<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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entire intimate moment, her clothing was removed and now she lay upon the
soaked ground, glistening like a goddess amongst the falling rain. She propped
herself up, as the spider web markings, upon her under sternum and just above
her naval, glistened in the light almost as though winking to him. A smirk
forming slowly upon her lush lips. "That does pose a problem. I thought we
were going to see this seamstress? Unfortunately, I have no clean clothing with
me..." But, she adjusted to stand, looking around and gathering her wet
clothing in her arms then lifting Kane's cloak to drape over his shoulders.
"I have an idea. Carry me. So long as I am in physical contact with
you, I can force a blink to move the both of us."</span></i></div>
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<i>“Well wont be the first time I’ve arrived at Elsa’s naked and soaked from the
rain” He looked to her “A long story I promise to share someday” With that he
scooped her into his arms standing, he dragged their clothes into a pile at his
feet and with a smile nodded “The shop is on the inner edge of town, south of
the market, she has a block up on me dropping in so let’s hope your’s lets us
through, blinking may prove most useful for us soon enough”</i></div>
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feeling the world around them disappear in the instant they reappeared the
sweet scent of various herbs filled both their senses and the scream of a young
woman. <o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“My dear god Lord Elcarus,
what in the twelve are you doing!” The woman was all with dark blonde curls, as
she now stood with her hands at her hips, the glare was all but show as she now
caught sight of Aishani as she unfurled from Kanes arms “Well now has my Lord
found himself a lady?”</i></span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Now settled at the dining table, she set herself near to Kane while remaining on her own side. She greeted Hades with a tip of her chin and a wink to Aerian, though, as food was provided, she methodically made a plate of various different fruits and sweet bun. But, Kane would discover that she did not touch the eggs or meat. When the silence lingered too long amidst the dine, Aishani's golden eye fixed on Kane then swept to the plates of the others. She dabbed at her mouth with the napkin, folding it with a set to the side, indicated that she was finished and ready to begin the discussion. A hand was upon Kane's knee beneath the table with her fingertips coyly and stealthily running against his hidden package.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“The portal was indeed opened from our side, a multiversal vortex that links anywhere it finds the fabric of reality thin enough. As far as I’ve been able to determine and this is by no means the whole truth, the Dragus are trying to find allies”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“She’s right, as far as we can tell they are trying to find allies with magi power, enough” Hades didn’t get chance before Kane cut him off</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“To bring back the Dragons, they are taking another run at the realm, do we know who is at the head?” Kane voice was cut with nerves far darker than he had been known to use before. “So Aishani and Ceremon?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Not part of the plan, so far as we can tell, at least we’re sure Aishani isn’t, but Ceremon and well, you can never be too sure, we’re still looking into it” Hades replied before draining his wine glass “If there’s a link we’ll find it, but I will gladly admit that I was wrong and you my dear brother were correct in your decision to protect her, she is innocent in all this chaos”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aerian smiled as she eyed Aishani, before dismissing herself from the table “I would like a word alone Aishani, should you find the time” and with that she strode off down the hall toward her room.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Hades shrugged softly “She’s an odd one, but she did express he admiration of your combat skills, so it seems you will be stuck with us for the foreseeable future, of course I don’t doubt you’d be fine protecting yourself, I just suspect my brother wouldn’t be able to focus on protecting us, if you’re not by his side”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani listened in silence, her investigative fingers to Kane's hidden gift lifted to only rest upon his thigh. To the tension that caused his body to grow rigid, she incited a soft pressure of strength. Her golden eye flashed to Hades, then to Aerian when the female requested conference alone.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Regardless..." Her rolling purr parted her lips, while lifting her hand from Kane's thigh, leaving her presence in a haunt even beneath the denim. "I am not familiar with Ceremon, though, if he is cunning and strong, by a technical term. Z'ress goes after those stronger, then cuts them down at their weakest. She is after me because, I am weak in her eyes due to our society. The Drow have been pushed back as of recent due to their slave trade watchers of Faerun have been pushing back and rest assured that Z'ress is attempting new outlets for the Drow to have a place to call their own. So this is a double edged sword at play. A game of tag. But, her motivation would be myself, to any extent necessary, everything else is trivial."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She then glanced to Kane, then to Hades. "We all have our strengths, though, I do believe, he gives himself even less credit then you do. As I have understood, the Elysium are the protectors of the realm, that being said, if I was present or not, still such remains and would occur. I am no more innocent then the next, but, in this, I am merely trying to survive. Even the strongest know when to fight solo and when to seek assistance." Aishani rose leaning over to press her lips against Kane's. "I had many many years of training and lessons of survival. Excuse me, then. It seems your daughter wishes a word, I will leave you two to discuss. On my account, keep it civil, hmm?"</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani caressed Kane's cheek in the passing and patted Hades on the shoulder, leaving to search out Aerian in her room. Knocking on the door, waiting patiently.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aerian slid open the door just a little before stepping back to allow Aishani in, her room was far more Spartan, only essentials and storage. The window was concealed with a thick curtains allowing only small amounts of light, the rest carried by the single lantern on a dresser by the bed. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I was unsure you’d come, considering …. Well I have already apologised enough, please forgive the cloak and dagger act, there is nothing untoward in all this, I just wanted to have you to myself” Her words came muddled the child in her lost behind the attempt at adulthood, while she was in the realms years older in terms of development she was indeed still quite young.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“It seems while a huge part of me is truly grateful Dad has found someone so unique, who matches him so well, it seems you …. Oh god” Aerian sighed sinking onto her bed falling back to lay looking to the canopy of the dark wood bed.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani entered the room, her golden eye skimming the interior briefly to drink in the furnishings and taste. But glanced to Aerian as the woman moved to settle on the bed, tilting her head a slight, causing the dreads to shift on her shoulders to drape upon her bosom and down her back. "I have no reason not to come, when you request it of me, Aerian. Everyone can be selfish at times. It is only natural." She inclined a brow to the woman's actions and moved to settle on the foot corner of the bed, always observant.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Since Aerian was of Kane's blood, there was a part of her that spoke to Aerian in the faint scent of her mouth-watering aroma, while it was diluted but still present in the essence of Aishani's being. "I'm pleased to see that you feel grateful for your father. It seems...?"</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Yes, of course, I want both of my parents happy, but my mother is a more complex issue to figure so I avoid it, but Dad has been to hell, back and beyond he deserves some happiness” Slowly she sat turning to face Aishani drawing her knees to her chest.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“The problem isn’t with him, or even you really” Aerians mind reeled faster than her mouth could process, the scent of Aishani was indeed lingering in the back of her senses, less than her father as Aerian only had a small trace of Vampire within her “It’s good seeing him happy, when he has a reason to fight he is the man I remember, the one who’s stories are sung by bards in taverns, the hero of the realm. It’s been a long while since he has been that man, I think loosing Uncle Krys and Haunted hurt him worse than he will ever let us know. We will need that strength” </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She looked to the door quietly as she chewed her lip in thought, her mind still process the infinite amount of information that seemed to be laid out before her “Something big is coming, that much I’m sure of, you and Dad are seemingly the focus of it, that much we know. The problem is me” She looked for the door to Aishani then down to her knees “Not in the war but … no wonder folk say I shouldn’t talk a lot”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani sat and listened to Aerian, her golden eye fixed on her while it was focused, attentive to the woman's words. Though when she finished speaking, Aishani rose to sit closer to Aerian folded into herself on the bed and placed a hand upon her knee. "Aerian, everyone has been to hell and back, it is different for all of us. No situation is ever felt the same from one person to the next. You must face the fact, there is a chance that he may never be the man that you once knew. Challenges. Choices and life events that are beyond our control change an individual. But, you desire the best of your father and his strength. It is his strength in himself that needs to be steady, only he can do that with support of family and friends. Oh, I agree with you on speaking of something is coming, my...well Z'ress, is capable of much in her cruel and calculative mind...combined with what I witnessed here in the hall of Ceremon, the combined forces will be difficult. But, I will not let things fall to the best of my abilities."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani tilted her head then considered something. "Aerian, what is the reason you wished to speak with me? It is the two of us and I respect your own talents on the field...quite the marksmen, or women in this case."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“You came from Elvera right? It is no accident I ended up with the contract to collect and return you, not that I had any intent of returning you to my mother. I took the contract from the original hunter, he was a jackass anyways, and has never been too good with returning female bounties in a fit state to stand trial or such” Aerian kept her eyes down as she let her words come “</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I saw you, in the tavern of Elvera, I was going to follow and see where you ended up, but you had to run before I got a chance” Aerian looked up “But you ended up in my home anyway, the problem is you found my father and now my head is all messed up and I’m trying to put it to the back of mind and help with this but it’s hard to ignore something like that right?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Alastair, appears to think with his dick then his brain and uses force to make his intention know. There are many in this world, even my own of Faerun. Your Uncle is a wise man to utilize such." Aishani lowered her gaze to Aerian's fingers woven together within her own, inciting a simple squeeze. "I appreciate the flatter to capture a dashing and beautiful woman's attention. I have no means to lead you on, I know you have lost and in that lost are walking aimlessly through your life, looking to fill the void in the hole of your heart. I have seen it time and time again. But, I want you to understand, as much as I wish to remain forever, I cannot guarantee such given the situation and the dangers life given to us. I have finally understood what it means to love, thanks to your father. But, that also extends to you, Aerian. You are a part of him, as much as he is a part of you. Hades...well, I don't know him as I do you. You are young, beautiful and incredibly strong, even resilient. As I love Kane, I love you as well." Aishani caressed Aerian's cheek. "I know, this may not be that which, you desire to hear. I am here for you, Aerian. I don't pass judgment. If I am lucky, I may be around for a long time yet."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“A nice hot bath with the hottest woman in the realm” He replied with a grin “And enough problems to keep us busy for a while” He shrugged softly as he edged into one of the heated pools, feeling the warmth spread over his body as he sank down beneath the surface, as he came back up his hair sank back against his shoulders.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She tossed her robe aside while joining him in the pool, sighing softly and tipping her head back when he resurfaced. Now, in this cave, he saw her. Truly saw her, this was a realm that she was born into and it showed by her ashen skin. "Mmm...Yes, I can see you point."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“There are many more mysteries this old house holds, some even I am unaware of, but there is one more I intend to share with you” His words were soft yea somehow carried a strange tone of nervousness to them “I fear if you do not understand the lengths to which my father” he halted at the words before correcting himself quickly “Ceremon will go, it may be difficult to understand why I have yet been able to do what must be done to stop his particular brand of insanity. It cost me one family, I cannot afford to lose another”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani slipped her arms around his neck to offer her the stability, fingertips kneading at the nape of his neck while she fixed her own golden gaze upon him. Her lips worked upon his shoulder, dragging her teeth briefly to be swept with an apologetic kiss. As he spoke, she watched him in silence, while the water radiated with heat from the pool. "Oh, I do not doubt, the mysteries this house holds." Her hand lofted to place upon his cheek, expression enigmatic. "Kane, you do not need to explain things to me if it causes discomfort. I am here to be by your side for as long as you will have me. Partners, remember? As you speak those words, I can in a portion understand, since clearly Z'ress has crossed over realms to reach me."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I have had chances to end all this, oddly I feel somewhat responsible for the predicament you now find yourself in, Ceremon had the rift open of that I’m sure. Him doing it himself would severely deplete his reserves, we can open them but there is almost always a price. It takes a lot out of us, but there are others that can open them some who follow him blindly. Still as I said if I could bring myself to finish the war this would never have occurred” He drew breath once more feeling her close to him as he eased back onto a raised bench like rock he eased her into his lap.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Her words rolled as a purr, though, initially, she leaned forward to nibble on his lobe, then back to look into his eyes. "Then, end it. What is stopping you? The tie between father and son, is dissolved...the meaning of family to him, is warped. Just like Z'ress. I was a beacon of power to her when I was born with my...marks." Aishani lowered her gaze to brush a thumb upon the peering marking upon the under sternum of her bosom. "A source to bring the House Tort'tar to the top of the social totem in the city...a place of power and coveted amongst Drow. But, when...it was revealed by my inconsistency of research in one of the schools. Such gathered unwanted attention, thus Z'ress was alerted...that is where the promise changed in such a sharp angle that left me running to survive...It's been like that ever since."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“It isn’t so simple as putting a blade through him, as tempting as that may be, there is a thin veil here that allows us contact with those past, the request he live” He sighed softly his eyes looking to the water “My mother asked we let him live, and so we do, we halt his plots and his crusades and we let him return to the burned ruins of his own home in the hope he will find peace” His hands slipped down her body through the water and over her thighs slowly.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“One day I pray he will find his way, he wasn’t always so dark, so lost, once he was a loving father, he just learnt that our powers had great application and it sent him a little crazy, the power of his children caused the only woman he ever loved to die” He rest his head against her shoulder a soft kiss to the flesh of her shoulder “But I fear one day it will all end for him or for me ….. again”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani tilted his chin up when his gaze wandered to the water, caressing his cheek. "We all harbor regrets and improbabilities that are the fabric of our lives. Your mother, was fixed on the man he was, spirit or other, Kane. She was his wife and love...providing children. I could not be more pleased in the fact such had not taken place, selfishly, I would never have met you and possibly could have met the fate that awaits me."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She wrapped her arms around him, cradling him against her shoulder, while the glorious scent lofted to him from the heat of the water and the mist that lifted from her flesh. "Things happen. Usually, they happen for a reason, Kane. You above all else should know this...I don't try to find a reason. It appears that you and your mother may be so fixed on the man he once was that the corruptions of the power has taken him away. There are times that you have to accept the fact that the individual that you loved...has died and is walking in an empty shell." She stopped, a soft choke sounding as it seemed Aishani was on the brink of emotion. "At times, any being, if you love them, you have to let them go...either for your benefit or their own..."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“You may be right my love, and I fear one day it will come to that” He smiled softly, pushing down the combination of emotion as he watched her carefully “But for now, I intend to deal with the present, which means I focus on the things that are important” A soft kiss to her lips “I will take care of the things I can control before worrying about those I cannot” he reached back for a cloth slipping it beneath the water before sliding it up along her back, soft slow motions that slipped up and back down her spine slowly. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Focus on the present and the events to advance forward, would I always look in the past, I would not be the same woman now." She rolled a shoulder, while her golden eye hummed softly. Aishani closed her eyes in a gentle purr, as he began to clean her back, as though his movement would wipe away the scars. "Each step at a time, Kane. Pushing can be dangerous. Unless, you like to hear me scream." She teased him with a rolling chuckle and the smirk touching the corners of her lips.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Well” He teased in reply “As long as it’s me making you scream” before he switched to cleaning her breasts and her stomach slowly then down over her thighs, the warmth of the water was constant and very much even, a gentle bubbling touched the surface. “I think we are fortunate to have each other, together we are far stronger than anything that may try to surprise us” He grinned shifting beneath her “Well most surprises”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Yes, that is to our advantage. It seems we are full of surprises, ourselves, Kane." She purred beside his ear, as her slick bosom pressed against his chest. Aishani tilted to her lips to press into his neck then nipped at the surface before retreating. Her scent by this point was overwhelming from the beading of sweat upon her body, lifting the succulence to his senses. "Do not be concerned about my recovery as much as your own. After all, you are crucial to the realm. I am not of this realm, but, I am fine, healing well, as I have said I have been in worse predicaments."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"I'll have you know, that I had none of the seduction part planned...I just saw you and was stunned. In fact, I turned and decided I was going to leave but you caught me, called me out. So...I came back." She ran her fingertips through his hair, leaning down to press her lips against his forehead. "Breakfast? Here?" She looked around briefly, then a smirk formed upon the polished lips in the understanding as the slick trail was created by his tongue. Aishani tilted her head back gracing the surroundings with a purr of contentment, lofting each leg to place the arch of her foot on each of his shoulders, allowing him an easier angle to go after that which he implied.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Well how were you to know that there was hot red blooded vampire around?” He grinned softly his eyes meeting hers. “And besides I’m glad you stayed, I kind of like having you around” his words were soft and full of intent as he eased further between her thighs allowing him to kiss along her stomach slowly “My house has been empty for far too long, or is that just my bed? But truly I am thankful you came to me” his hands slipped up her body to cup her breasts before his fingers caught her nipples rough yet not as to cause harm but to capture her attention. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“That sounds so much better, and less cold, not that we are cold of course, myth and legends twisted to make us look so much worse than we are” He spoke each word soft as he now let his hands fall back down over her flesh “We are far warmer than legend would have us believe” the last of his words rolled off with such intense desire.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He returned his lips to the flesh of her thighs, soft kisses each placed with a deliberate point, each a step closer to the sweet warmth of her heated core. As he reached her warmth he placed slow kisses against her outer petals, slow and deliberate before allowing his tongue to slip against her. As he felt her body respond he eased a little more pressure parting her petals to allow him to slip his tongue deep into her tasting her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"There is always an underline fact to myths and legends..." Aishani's body reacted to the travel of his hands, while the touch caressed upon each counter and curve. She inhaled sharply as the heat of his breath and warmth of his lips made contact to her smooth lean thighs, the closer he took the path to her flower, a purr passed her lips in pleasure.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The delicate petals of her flower were dark and kissed with light pink on the fringes, leading to the pink of her gates. Each press of his lips that appraised her petals caused her to growl while anticipation choked her. Aishani's body reacted by expelling her heady scent to drown his being, even a small trickle of her honey slithered down to glisten upon her starlet.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As he drank her down his mind raced each step he made carefully thought out as he eased up from between her legs his right hand sipping around her waist pulling her back into the warmth of the pool, he shifted his hips just enough that as her hips met his he was inside her the same moment his lips would capture hers hungrily.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>When he departed from her succulent flower, the taste of her permeated him to the depth of every sense. She already had collapsed upon her back, with her hands cupping each bosom with the extension of her finger pinching, plucking and taunting the peaked buttons cantered upon each. She lifted her gaze when his focus stopped, tilting her head down to draw a dark bud within her lips to suckle upon, and parting to reveal to him the catch of such a treat between her teeth.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As his body calmed he lean back wiping her hair gently from her face “Now how is it we end up dirtier than before we got in?” a soft chuckled as he kept her held upon him. His hands now resting on her thighs gently. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His head against her shoulder prompted her to lean her cheek against his crown, while securing her legs to keep him buried within her passage, still her body throbbed around him. When he leaned back, she met his gaze, her cheeks a violet while beads of sweat were dripping from her brow and temple. A smirk upon her plush lips, when the dreads were pushed from her face. "Oh, well, see, that is left up to interpretation. I'd rather be dirty..."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Mmmm I would have to agree with you there” He kissed her softly “I suspect we should consider getting ourselves dressed and joining the world upstairs, which is unfortunate considering I would genuinely rather spend the day here with you” As he shifted to lift them both out of the heated pool. “You are of course welcome to remain here?” </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A growl parted her lips in defiance of his shift to rise, plopping from within her warm depths, she caught his lip quickly but then departed. "I would prefer to remain at your side, Kane." She whispered beside his ear, nibbling on the shell of his ear and lobe, but, then departing to rise from the water with her back to him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He eyed her for a moment before a grind “This, they call it denim, resilient fabric, wears well, comes in many colours too, we kind of stole the process from what we refer to as the human realm, but comfort is something I very much enjoy” He once more soaked in her scent, it allowed him to feel safe knowing she was close he had seen her in combat so he knew she would always have his back.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Not so comfy on horseback though” He grinned playfully before leading her back to the elevator and up to his room. “If you need further attire we can arrange for something to be crafted to your specifications?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Denim..." She allowed for the words to roll from her lips in that fantastic purr, as though, attempting to allow for it to settle in. "Strange. Human realm? There is a realm with nothing BUT humans?" Aishani looked to Kane when they entered the elevator, then down to her form in the robe. "What? I can't walk around in a robe until my leather is mended?" She chuckled, though, kept eying his jeans, a few times she neared it and touched the surface, and investigating. "Maybe...I'd like to try a pair."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I’m sure that can be arranged” His eyes sparkled “And yes there is a whole realm of humans, quite a diverse culture too, some even believe in our worlds that perhaps there is more just beyond the edge of their imagination” he slipped up behind her his arms curling around her waist “You will look quite good in a tight pair of jeans, not of course that you don’t look delicious right now” A soft growl against her ear before he moved away “The problem with the humans is the last time we tried to help them they tried to kill us, still the time may come” </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A soft purr was heard parting her lips to the response of his growl, a hand curling into a knead at his chest to the close but brief proximity." Well, suffice to say, not all tried to kill you. That is impossible, given time, I'm sure those perceptive will see through to the truth of things in the end." </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I will send the order to Elsa once we get downstairs, I’m sure it won’t take the delightful seamstress long to whip something together for you” He ran a hand through his hair growling as his fingers caught in the knot “Hmm it’s going to be one of those days?” He shrugged the notion off and collected his short daggers and the belt they were attached to locking it around his waist and then adjusting his cloak so as they were less obvious.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“So breakfast, a chat with my daughter and brother then to the crypts, possibly the busiest day I’ve had in while, well since I got myself shot at least” His words were playful but in keeping with himself, today would be a day they began getting those answers to the puzzle that was inevitably laid before them. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani chuckled still in her robe, it added a thickness to her from the fabric and the sleeves were longer as was the length. She moved to stand on the bed and beckon him close. When he stood near to her, she ran her fingers through his hair and methodically worked the knots free from the stubborn strands. "A seamstress, you said? You constantly surprise me. Oh, the day just started, Kane. Don't be so cynical." When he moved to adorn his daggers, she gathered her clothing while there was some slash marks in places of the injuries that she had sustained on the battlefield, it was still in rather decent shape.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Unfortunate, things are complicated as it is. I know, that which you mean to me. As I have proven this already, not only with protection but with care." She remained focused on the surroundings, her golden eye scanning slowly amongst the trunks of the tree, but, also as though Aishani heard far better than most would assume with a filter of the clanking soldiers. "Agreed, the safety is primary and foremost." Even still the soft breeze caused by the horse, drifted that alluring and mouth-watering aroma to him, offering him a strange sense of support and strength.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani's hips rolled and swayed with the movements of the steed beneath her body, hand curled at the reigns with a light rest upon the horn of the saddle. She kept her position proper and straight, divulging the training upon such a mount. Her eyes continued to focus ahead and to the sides from time to time, as her plush ruby stained lips were a shade lighter and the mask of dried blood upon her features concealed her complexion but not that of the grizzly scar that only added in the impression of a female overcoming odds and obstacles. It was a badge of survival, as was the concealed webbed scarring on her back.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Quietly he processed the details as the troup emerged from the forest, the valley falling away below them, they of course turned up the path and back toward the lumbering Mansion in the hills above them, the towers beacon light blazed green as Kane brought his horse to a halt “Well that’s interesting” He slid down from his horse barking orders to the soldiers who quickly took up their advised position the huge row fanning out from them. Aerian had already drawn her bow “Green? It glows green now?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A smirk formed on her plush lips to his comment on not finding disappointment in her arrival to Dentarius. She gave him the silence he needed to process the information relayed, while her delicious aroma swirled around him, appearing to guide him and clear his mind. In essence, the probability of partaking in a crimson kiss and her sustenance offered brought them closer together. To the turn up the path, her golden eye fixed on the blazing green beacon.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“The raf” he didn’t finish “Along the main hallway offer free view of the grand hall, I know Dad, you’ve been drilling that into to me since a little girl” Aerian bounced on her heels with a grin “I got you covered” Kane nodded in reply, she was grown now and a skilled hunter, not to mention a highly skilled thief, she truly was best for this job “I’ve already been shot once in the last day, rather it not happen again” He grinned</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>With that he took her hand, placing a kiss to assure her they had this and to remind himself the reason he was still alive, before leading her to the Mansion doors as they swept inside they were met by the odd scene Hades was knelt by the far along with half a dozen other staff, the silver haired form above them, wide set shoulders and dark crimson cloak didn’t need an introduction.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Kane my boy” the man grinned “And you brought me a plaything how kind of you, by the way have you met my … hmm well my confidant, my aide and my lover” Ceremon crowed</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I have brought nothing, nor am I your boy, you lost that right the first time you run a weapon through me, however you are in my home and that presents us with a problem, as for your lady” Kane halted looking to Aishani “I’m guessing that’s?” he held the words there allowing her time fill the gap for him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Still I am better prepared with you by my side, providing that’s where you want to be” The question was more a statement of his intent toward their current relationship than an actual question. The spiral staircase took a little more effort to climb than usual each step causing severe discomfort from the now winding down adrenaline levels “Things are not quite going how I would like, getting impaled on a bunch of arrows was not part of my plan, it seems my status as a hero is being severely tested”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Then you will find it difficult to remain beside me if we don’t treat these wounds, or at least get you cleaned up” Slowly he eased her back to sit on the edge of his bed before kneeling in front and reaching for the water drawing it close, he drenched the cloth before coming back to slowly begin wiping down the injuries, his touch light but enough to remove the dry blood and clean the wounds.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"I cannot guarantee, that you are safe around me, Kane. You saw that bitch..." The dip in her voice was the same venom that was set on Z'ress earlier. Almost as on cue, the need for his fingers working at the knot that grew out of anger melted beneath his fingers, causing Aishani to lean back against him. Providing the view to the landscape of her body from the angle, the exquisite bosom portrayed as two full mounds with a peak of dark flesh to the centre, held in support by the start of her web marking cradling the magnificent curves and down to the naval with the twin marking just above to her luscious hips and flat abdomen. "I am not a healer, Kane. Though, trained in triage for the field, but these will more than do. Thank you." She was silent for a time, gathering his wrists to lead his arms in a wrap around her. "Kane...what exactly are we, in the relationship side of things? I didn't think, hearing you call me 'friend' would sting as much as it had."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Partner..." She whispered in that rolling purr of her voice, as though, toiling with the word in her mind. "I like the sound of that." Aishani adjusted to settle the plump behind on his thighs, with her ankles loosely linked behind his back, facing him. While grizzly, the scar was a signature mark of her beauty, adding to the package of her milky eye and golden hue in accent. Truly, she was an exotic creature, but, layers fell from her every day and conversation. "You words mean much to me, Kane. I...also, never understood, love before you. I was taught that such emotion was a weakness, even Z'ress, knows no love, it was the way we as Drow were brought up in society. Men, were lesser, even the highest ranked male was lower than the lowest female. Yes, we are equals and partners. The idea excites me. I would not desire to be any place than with you."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Societies often have their own rules, but here in my home everyone is equal unless they prove otherwise, women are to be treated with respect” He ran his hands down slowly over her thighs “Treasured and protected, concepts you would not believe my father taught me when I was a young boy” He sighed softly it was hard for him to admit who Ceremon truly was.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Unfortunately the realm itself has its own rules, women are treated as commodities, to be traded and used as their owners see fit” He bit the last words off coldly “Which as you have seen is not a practice welcomed here, all women who come through here are free to be themselves” his kisses traced the back of her shoulder and across her shoulder blades before he continued.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Love is a word that I use but would not wish to ask more from you than you would willingly give” His hands slid back along the webbed scars and her stomach to cup and cress her breasts slowly, his fingers slipping over her nipples and back to the supple flesh of her mounds “I have not opened myself to another in a long time, not since Ascondia”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She closed her eyes as his hands roamed over her powerful thighs, even upon the bandages that wrappings, her ankles tightening in the link behind him. "I won't lie, it is difficult to believe he taught you that. Trust, me, I know. I have a difficult time admitting that woman is my mother...I prefer just to call her by her birthing name, because, she never was a mother to me." Aishani lifted her hand to brush some hair from his eyes. "Every society has different values, but, it is the values of ones self that matters. I would not be here would I followed things as deemed in my own society. I would have been dead, as well as with my three brothers." A soft moan parted those lush lips to the peppered affection upon her shoulders. "You do not need to ask, when it is freely given, Kane." A gentle growl surfaced as his hands made contact with the supple flesh of her bosom, the stealthy slip upon the buds caused peaks to heighten in arousal. "I have never felt like this, putting another before myself. I know it won'yt be the last with you, Kane."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“The future isn’t written Aishani, I can promise you my heart for as long as time allows us, I want no other in these moments, or those beyond” His hands slid back down her stomach this time his left hand halted just above her hip, his right shifting to ease down slipping against the warm moist petals, gently he eased them in running his finger firmly over her clit and dipping down to slip deep into her”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Then we must make these sacred moments count." She whispered, that rolling purr in her voice to the slightly deeper tone. His touch on her body roused the aroma to slither into his sense with a deep penetrating force. Aishani's skin was smooth as silk, even the petals of her flower appeared to quiver with anticipation. A gasp parted her lips as his digit roamed to part the petals and stimulate the sacred pearl, to his deep sunk penetration beyond her gates the lubrication of her arousal was already stated to the ease he guided in the molten core, stirring her desire.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A growl parted her lips shattered into a purr of her enjoyment of his delve into her honey pot, instantly causing a trickle of the sweet nectar. Her expression fell into the intensity of passion, to the curl of his hand, this appeared to not phase her with the lasting impression even if violence was impended it wouldn't stop the enjoyment. Aishani's lips pressed against his, the throbbing life rushing to greet him, heat returning in that moment to mold herself into the kiss.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The molten heat of her folds began to incite pressure upon the slick muscle, squeezing and relaxing. Aishani's taste was not spoken of this world, but, in this time it was meant for him alone. Such succulence in the ambrosial nectar that trickled upon his palette, her hands lifted from the abuse to his back, curling into the sheets at the lift of her hips by the support at her half-moons. The sudden appearance upon her pearl caused her to break through with a moan but it was the vibration on his slick tool that caused a cry exploded forth to meet the heavens, an exclamation of her release which surged forth to feed him from her honey comb.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His sound was met with a growl from her own, as the ripples of his flesh were felt stimulating her treasure, a hand lowering to knead at the back of his thigh in a demanding urge to the slow pace his hips rolled. Now, the depth of the kiss returning to an incredible euphoric speed, brinking on the edge of pure ecstasy. The articulation of the broken fornication of their lips was sharp and very shred in the smack, while she attempted to contain it with a suckle of his lower lip. Giving in, tilting her head to the side, providing more terrain for him to inspect. The sounds were tortured while he continued to stimulate her orally but not penetrating, in the return to her lips, she fed from him like a starved animal; slick muscle caressing and rolling with his own, lips suffering beneath his. This moment was full of passion and desire.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Feeling her fight he gave in his hips snapping down against her his hard length driven into her his body tensing just for a moment feeling the heat of her core surround him fully as his body now pressed tight to hers, the heat of combat still rang at the edge of his senses this was what was driving his need to release, to take her fully as he wanted her, her bodies reaction sang the same song back feeling her heat and body react to him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He eased back from her in one very slow motion a declaration that every inch of him was now hers, before he would drive back into her his hips snapping into hers with a resounding clap of flesh on flesh. He repeated this again before his arm slid under her waist and he pulled the round landing on his back and her on top of him his hands running up her back then raking his nails back along hers.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Her ashen cheeks were near violet with flush to the incredible heat of the passion that now connected them by his plunge into her tight cavity, even breeching past her cervix to her sanctum, causing her to cry out in sheer pleasure to the ravage of her core. Each fold pressed against him, throbbed and clasp to him greedily, increasing the friction.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani flowed in the moment of transition, easing on her knees first while her body insistently pressed to the shift of his member to the adjustment. Her warmth was amazing while her scent of arousal only stirred his senses even more with the female that he possessed. Now, he was buried within her, but she crept up to place her weight upon the balls of her feet, a hand clawing at his chest in response to his own upon her back. The webbed scaring rippling beneath his nails, at this position, she began to lift and fall upon him. Maddeningly, she was claiming him as her own, head tilted back with the praise lifted to the feel of being one with Kane.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She collapsed after a few moments, shifting to her knees, teeth plunging to bite at his shoulder with a force that threatened to break the flesh. Apologetically, her slick muscle caressed the throbbing indentations of the skin, leaping her lips upwards to suckle at his lobe. All the while, her hips lifted and plunged him deeply into her, forcing the spongy tip to lay abuse to the back of her womanhood. The line on pain and desire was lost long ago, then he felt the pressure strangle his meaty rod, and her eyes roll into the back of her skull with a show of jubilation to the rush of nectar that flooded and forced passed his obstruction. Again and Again.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The force of her release her body tensing her inner core clamping against him, his back pushed up forcing him deeper still inside a low growl as his hands twisted into her hair in response to the bite, one hard thrust up into her and his body tensed a wave of his seed driven deep up into her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His whole body hungered as he fed her more of her seed deep inside her as his flesh prickled with the heat of desire against her, they lay together breathless and sweaty as their respective orgasms passed, his eyes never left hers, as if he was searching her as deeply as any could.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>In the deepest depths of her womanhood, Kane felt his twitch rage when his seed erupted within her, Aishani continued to roll her hips into him. As though compelled by the sloshing essence he sowed deeply within her, the more he fed the sooner she collapsed upon his chest, panting and twitching, as a small trickle of her drool glistened in the travel from the corner of her plush lips. She continued to quiver, riding out the powerful release that only took her moments again. Her ashen skin was dusted with the glisten of beaded sweat, while also touched with a gentle whisper of violet in flush.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He leant into her touch, that moment a fitting end to the action packed morning they had already made their way through. Not even the uncomfortable ache of the arrow wounds could take away the fact in that moment Kane felt as close to her as he had every felt to anyone.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“It occurs to me that I am perhaps the luckiest man in the entire realm” He words were soft against her ear, his fingers traced idle circles over the flesh of her back, his mind drinking in the scent of her feeding the hunger that still sat beneath the surface.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani tilted her head, as her golden hue remained on him, then a lay of her cheek pressed against his chest. Idly watching the trace of her fingertips to invisible symbols on his skin, drawn by fingertips and nails gently. To his gesture, the webbed scarring reminded him of her past beneath his touch. The musk of her feminine scent mingled with the succulent mouth-watering aroma, such settled like a blanket within the room.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A shiver was held in response of her body to the fingertips that barely touched the flesh of her scarred back, causing a soft pleasing purr to part her plush lips. When his hands stealthily positioned with a handful of her plump half-moons in the incited squeeze a gentle growl entered that of her purr to pleasure.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His hands slipped back to her buttocks this time tracing down the centre, tracing over her now combined wetness then back to her ass, his finger circled slowly before slipping back to dip into her heated core. Each stroke was now deliberate before he slowly eased his finger into her ass, one long slow motion before slipping back from her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The valley between the half-moons was silken and smooth, the moisture that lingered like dew upon her flower was still enough to grant him access to her gate. She parted her lips with the purr that melted into a soft moan to the silken folds that pressed upon the penetration to his digits. At first the starlet did not give to his intrusiveness, but, slowly the delicate tissues gave in to embrace his entry, a choked cry parted her lips to the back pipe being invaded for one long plunge in removal, incredibly tight.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A soft nip of her shoulder before he repeated his penetration of her tight back passage, a deepened hunger that was held with his control, a need to not her against the carnal need of her. The heat of her flesh against his only served to heighten the sudden need. As he slid under her rolling her to her back, his hands pulling her legs to his shoulders bending her so as to expose her untouched ass.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He gripped himself tracing his hard length against her wetness so as to coat himself before pressing himself against her tight starlet, she did not give freely as he eased up against her for a moment before easing back then pressing into her a little harder enough to open her just for the tip of him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A hiss parted her lip to the bite that forced her to catch her breath, the repeated penetration began to allow for the tightness to loosen with the width of two, but it was fresh and untouched. The feel of her back door was incredibly hot, even more so then her womanly passage, pressing upon the invasion at the pipeline.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Unable to register the occurrences of her being guided to her back with the fold of her thighs against the sturdiness of his chest and bend at his shoulders. A writhe of her hips began to wriggle, due to the anticipation of the inevitable. She appeared to be tempted to escape the inevitable invasion to her back gate. The ripple of his fleshy tube upon her pearl, caused her to be incapacitated, more lubrication added.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Her back door offered resistance to the excavation at the exterior, but the instant the cap breeched beyond, a cry of pain parted her lips with her hands clinging to the sheets. Aishani tilted her head back, mouth open in a pant, while the passage was pressing upon him, attempting to expel the intrusion. It took a few moments before the tight tissue relaxed, this was his last entry to her passion that until now, remained unexplored but it was glorious and addictive to the very feel.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He shifted uncomfortably at her pain, halting his advance to allow the pain to subside withdrawing just a little before continuing, slow but always deeper until he was finally fully within her back passage. He straightened just slightly adjusting the angle a little before slowly easing back, then without warning sliding back into her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As he felt her adjust to his invasion he quickened the rhythm long deep strokes as each thrust pushed him deep inside her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Her body began to accept the monstrosity that sunk into her back pipe, a howl parting her lips, even though the starlet relaxed to accept more of him. This sensation was insanely tight, more so then his first taking of her, while pain was sounded in her voice. Shrill and sharp, but, Aishani enjoyed the cusp of pain and pleasure.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A growl parted her lips as her hands lowered to knead into the back of his legs, giving him the approval to continue, as she enjoyed his claim upon her. Just in that moment with his tool plunged into the recesses of her molten pipe, he felt the trickle of her honey displaying her arousal and also adding in more lubrication.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Feel her encourage he moved his hips back and quickening the pace, feeling her adjust and accept this new invasion was pleasure beyond control. As he felt her accept he felt the veil of control begin to slide beneath the dark want of her body, his hands began to grope and knead at her breasts, his rhythm became hungrier and deeper. Each thrust now with the intent of driving as deep as her body would allow his lips met flesh of her throat in hungry kisses. Carnal need met with the demonic urge of his darker side abandoned to sense his body hitting each of the pleasures note he had deeply craved for so long.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The pace he began to increase was articulated by the flesh encased jewels that slapped upon her pearl, causing her usual feral sounds to lift to a higher note, again and again. The pain was laced within the sound of her passion, nails biting into his hips, back of his thighs. The exceptional fold of her body, always bending to Kane's will at the ease of her flexibility. A strangled scream caught her lips when dripping into a moan at his clutch of her exquisite bosom.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He felt the vibration of her sounds ripple through her throat from beneath the silken surface of her neck to his lips, the harder he drilled into her the louder her sounds grew, until the breaking point was reached. The screams that surfaced to his pounding into her tight cavern, caused an instant clamp while her hips writhed and he felt the pulsing of her grounds with the warmth to her nectar that exploded forth. Again and again. Her eyes sunk into the back of her skull, while her face was flush with violet and a trickle of that glorious drool escaped the corner of her plush lips. She was lost in the ecstasy of her multitude of releases, unable to control her body in the fold and each sound expressed the dire need to be his tuned down to his very soul.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He waited for her release to subside holding deep inside her just long enough to regain a measure of control before he withdrew and the plunged back into her, deep rapid strokes that buried himself deep within her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>It was somewhere between the combination of the tightness of her back passage and the sensitivity of their earlier passion before his body tensed as again he buried himself hard and deep inside her spilling another load deep within her a low growl ripping from his throat.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Now to her overstimulation, her sounds broke again and again. Though, as he was buried deep within her pipe, he felt her body throbbing and literally on fire to her very core, radiating to him and through him. When he plunged back into the back door, the tool drilling into her, Aishani lost all grasp of reality and as though compelled began to buck against him, even in her folded position with him over her. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>When his fleshy tube inflated, twitching angrily against the tunnel, Kane heard it. The shrill scream of her own release that was conducted with his own, combined, panting and whimpering beneath him while still quivering as a leaf in the wind. The passage attempted to close in but from the sensitivity and the obstacle it retreated only to attempt again, over and over. Her hands lifted between them in a snake, curling at the nape of his neck and pulling him down to press his lips against her own. The surface was burning like her body, but, succulent in the aroma and taste of her when she swirled her slick partner against his in the kneading of her lips to the suction and a purr-laced growl fed into such.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He dove into the kiss without question, hungry and deep, his lips crushing her the weight of his body bending her further still, his manhood slipping from its invasive position. His entire body spun with heat, a deep rooted passion that flowed like a hunger from him through her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The kiss finally broke as he slid back catching her ankle placing kisses down her ankles and shins, taking just a moment before allowing her to straighten. As he knelt between her thighs he admired the scene stretched out before him, his hands slipped to caress the scarring slowly, as if trying to work the stories behind them. Leaning down slowly to place kisses against them before easing up to kiss her shoulders, her cheek along her jaw slowly before capturing her lips once more.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She moved with the grace of a predator, moving from individual to individual. Ducking and dodging a slash from a blade or axe, kicking the wrist with a foot to follow through with each vibrantly glistening dagger with the ichor of those in this field of play. Her eye was glowing an incredible golden hue with the splatter of blood glistening upon her body and upon her face, adding to this exotic creature bound in leathers and reviling in the chaos around her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>One point she was knocked down by a bandit, his eyes staring into hers, salivating with the catch of her aroma. But, in that instant, Shadow appeared from the sky in the downward fall, legs together with decisiveness to impale the assailant. Aishani caught the gleam of those sharp chitinous plates, kneed the bandit in the groin to stun and rolled out of the way with a partial blink when his hold was gone. The sickening rip and tear of clothe and flesh, added in the scraping of bones, the bandit's screams turned to a gurgled cry for help, then Shadow skeetered again to stealth in the shadows.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He was on his knees hand against the cold damp earth, his mind fighting to stay conscious as the creature leapt from the darkness beyond the tree line, teeth barred a dark growl before its mid-air momentum halted sending a canine whimper through the noise around them, the clatter of deflected steel as she tore across the field deflecting both attackers and friends alike, she slid to halt beside him her head snapped up to look to Aishani “Finish this, please we need to get him out of here” her voice weak and cut with emotion, she wiped a tear angrily from her eye as she pulled her bow from her back release a flurry back toward the darkness the werewolf had come from.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani covered Kane's body as the creature dove forth from the impending darkness of the forest, though, to the yelp and a lift of her eye, she met that of Aerian. She looked to the arrows peeking out of Kane, then stood with a nod. Her blood caked fingers pressed in her lips in a short chirp of a whistle, Shadow skittered from the forest line, lifting the front legs in a type of salute. "Shadow will defend Kane and yourself. Keep the archery further back, I will take care of the front line."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aerian slipped among the blood and the mud, as she eased Kane forward slightly bracing the tip of the arrow “I’m sorry” she whispered softly as the loud crack echoed followed by a cry of discomfort from Kane, Aerian simply tossed the arrow aside pulling the rest of the shaft through the wound.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The second she merely snapped and then eased lose before pulling the third clean through. “We should get him comfortable, the tent should do for now” As She and Aishani helped Kane to his feet the sound of horse hooves announced the arrival of the reinforcements, heavily armed Dentarian Archers and swordsmen now took up position around the clearing, Aerian looked to Aishain for a moment “You saved him, in more ways than one, I’m guessing he has fed quite recently, or we’d have a bigger problem than the one we are facing” As they eased into the tent and Kane among the cushions Aerian moved off pulling a bunch of cloth from the trunk and then moving back to him “He’ll be OK, I think but we can’t stay here long. That was only to bring Dad down, there’s another larger force headed our way with intent to kill him, and” She eyed Aishani softly “Thank you, for having his back” Quietly she returned her attentions to dealing with the blood that was still flowing from her father’s open wounds, her mind wandering a passing thought would allow Aishani to see her panic and yet her comfort in the newcomers close proximity to both herself and her father.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“It takes time, an hour maybe two before he is awake, longer for him to be of any use to us” She sighed softly “We may need to make a choice” Aerians voice trembled as her words spilled forth “He won’t want to fall into my grandfathers hands, but he wants us in their hands even less, it may come down to him or us”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aerian looked up her eyes slightly reddened by the anger and tears “Please stay, for him” her voice cut with emotion that threatened to break through at any moment. As she watched her father his breathing barely registering, she couldn’t help but wonder exactly his body would be doing.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"I simply like to know the opposition in order to prepare better in the long run." She returned her gaze to Kane while he spoke, angling her arm upwards in a bend at the elbow to place pressure on the wound. "We will do what is necessary, Kane. But to start, we will keep that and your wishes in mind." Aishani watched as Aerian moved out to carry out the orders of Kane, then returned her gaze to him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Still her features were splattered with blood, turned a deep crimson on her face, causing her to appear an exotic female born from the spoils of war and hardships. She tilted her head a slight to the side, considering him, as the raven feathers shifted within the hair that was tethered back. "No, you do not. I go as I see fit, but, this is something you have no need to be concerned over at this time, Kane. As to the answer of your daughter, I do have a concern...When, I left my home, in Faerun...I initially was attempting to escape my mother. She is the Matron Mother of the House Tort'tar, very strong and powerful with her connection to the Demon Goddess Lolth. Her name is Z'ress and I would not put it past her to stop at nothing to find and kill me, I have managed to slip through her radar many times..."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“We should head back to the mansion, it the centre of the Elcarus power base, it would serve well to have that kind of power to hand, if this newcomer with my father is indeed your mother it would explain why I was the target of this ambush” He breathed softly “They are unfortunately going to have quite a task taking you from me. The only problem right now is I need a little more time, Aerian also needs a short rest, she may not look nor admit but she is feeling all this, it is not good for her mentally”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani wrapped her arms around him, as her mouth-watering scent enveloped him, providing for him a sense of strength. Slowly, gently and firmly, she lowered him to lay his head upon her lap. In his descent, Kane saw the various injuries that were bound by the webbing by Shadow. Her fingers roamed through his hair, the nails lightly scraping his scalp. "We all have our own crosses to bare. Agreed, we should head back to the mansion but between there and here is the ultimate danger zone. While you try to protect me and Aerian, it is our turn to protect YOU. Placing strain on yourself will cause you to be of no good to anyone; dead or alive. I understand the Elcarus need to protect, the will in just your words alone."</i></span></div>
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UnshatteredNightmare666http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128568202671681724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817715199670070337.post-27863966231459843282015-10-15T12:02:00.000+01:002015-10-15T12:02:00.074+01:00[Redrawn Boundaries] Open Ground<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It was a little while but finally Aerian emerged crossing toward her, hair tied back, her weapons stowed at her hips, a girl who looked far more together than the rain soaked adolescent that had first arrived as she crossed the gap between herself and Aishani she halted just back from her.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“My father will join us shortly, but I swore I would apologise for actions, so as he asked and he is as usual correct, I will make apologies in that I love my father, oddly I love my mother too, but I saw first-hand the destruction of that love, I also lost … well that’s irrelevant I was hot headed, I was tired and while that is little excuse I am sorry for my behaviour, I should know better than to question my father’s judgement, not because he is my father but because he is usually not bad at knowing if someone is worth trusting” She leant back on the beam of the support before she looked to the roof then back to Aishani “I, was wrong and my behaviour impolite of a Elcarus”</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani was sitting idly on the ground going over a few vials in her pouch when Aerian emerged to cross to her; she slipped such away and then rose. Dusting herself off for the moment, facing the woman, while looking to her with the golden hue but tilted her head with a lofted brow.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"I appreciate the apology, yet, your actions were warranted. A job is a job, we both know this, emotional involvement is tricky with the possibility of more error. It doesn't take much to know that you are in the very work I am...more or less. Each are your parents, I cannot say the same upon my own, you are lucky to have either to be quite frank. You cannot help the way that you are, but, Kane sees the pain in you and he feels helpless to protect you against such. But, the important thing is that you never forget but do not dwell, opportunities will arise." Aishani's voice remained in that calm, rolling purr. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"You are strong, Aerian. Not many can stand after the loss of a loved one, but consider that which the individual would have wanted. Now, I am not telling you what to do, far from it. Fate is a cruel bitch. Yes, a bitch, I call her that because only a woman could be that cruel and nurturing at the same time. But, what does not kill us in the end makes us stronger." Aishani glanced with a flick of her eyes to the roof in which, Aerian glanced, and then neared her. "Look, I'm sure that you have had enough lectures today and been strained between your father and mother. I am here would you like an individual that is not family to speak to, it may help that chip on your shoulder to lessen."</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Well my Dad sure knows how to pick the smart ones” Aerian replied softly “And in time I may bother you with my rebellions, but that is relative to how long you plan on remaining?” </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Well we have a long ride ahead perhaps it’s time we got going?” Kane stated softly as he took two of the horses in hand holding the reigns out to Aishani</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Yea, hadn’t asked for her permission, was getting to that part” Aerian replied softly</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"That has yet to be decided. Rebellions? Surely, this old cat can teach you a few things that may come in handy." Aishani chuckled, her amusement rolling in the purr of such. She appeared to regard her compliment in passing, but, acknowledged it none the same in her words. "We shall see then."</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Not buttering up, respect, I didn’t want to barge in on your field trip, so I figured I’d ask if you mind if I tag along, I can track better than most and that will free yourself and my father to handle the investigation at the source” Aerian shrugged softly “If not I’ll hang around here and see what I can dig up, just seems better than assuming I’m welcome”</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani looked from Aerian then to Kane, inhaling deeply. "One thing, I was not clear on. Whom are we tracking specifically? You spoke of going to near the boarders. Please clarify that for me, Kane. Also, in retrospect and honesty, I wanted Kane to myself...though, you are his child and I will not stop you from joining us, due to your abilities it may come in handy. Of course, that is if it is approved of by him."</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Take the second contingent, sweep the outer quarter and meet us in Riverfield, if the rumours are true, you know what that means” Kane spoke gentle his eyes on Aerians, they embraced quickly before Aerian swept off across the courtyard “She knows the outer quarter better than anyone, I also suspect she still wishes to report to her mother and the outer quarter is best for that”</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He adjusted the long blade by his side before climbing up onto his horse, a powerful dark beast. As the rest of the group mounted, he turned to Aishani and smiled softly “Looks like it’s just us tracking, these folk, raiders have been hitting the outer provinces and border towns, and while not really our job a show of force from House Elcarus may be enough to quiet them. The only problem is I’m fairly sure there’s something else going on which is why I am attending this personally, as for what that remains to be seen at this point”</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani remained silent, while her hand curled around the reigns, but lightly scratch at the powerful cheek of the horse. Her golden eye was fixed on the interactions between father and daughter. When Kane addressed her, Aishani nodded. She leapt up with her foot in the stirrup and utilized the saddle horn to hoist herself into the seat with a swing of her leg over the opposite. The movement was fluid and smooth, but, also kicked up more of her mouth-watering scent to his senses. Once she was settled, Aishani clicked her tongue to move the beast near to Kane.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"There is only one way to find out, Kane. That is a wise decision to send Aerian to the outer quarter, since as you said she is knowledgeable upon it." She draped the reigns upon the horn and lifted her hands to draw up the cowl, since the moment she arrived, Aishani hasn't veiled her features. "Needless to say, it does give us...more time alone on the travel."</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Indeed it does, some would argue that’s not such a lucky place to be” A soft wickedly dark smile curled his lips, a sharp twitch on the reigns and the group began moving forward the line of guards and support moving through the mansion grounds.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“It’s quite a sight is not” Kane mused to Aishani his horse kept in stride beside her “All Hallows Wood, stretches across the entire central realm, almost every city is bordered by this place, and in the centre is the vortex, a converge of time and space itself, kind of why our realm borders every other, and more often than not the place most folk end up when they arrive here?” Half question half statement as he continued on with the inner workings of the Everlands. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">That rich rolling purr parted her luscious lips, to his comment, of nearly being on the same mind-set for the time being. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani glanced to Kane from her position on the steed beside him, boots resting in the stirrups and the movement of the horse causing her hips to sway a slight to be limber on the ease to the saddle, only she could make riding a steed sensual. Now, with the shadows of the cowl concealing her features, the glowing golden eye was always seen from the veil. She though, slowly nodded causing the hood to reveal such. "Mmm, yes. I remember these woods well." The torches flickered upon her features, adding a strange dancing to the shadows, even causing the peer of her scar at the bottom of her cheek to look grizzly.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Amongst the foliage and trees, Kane caught a subtle movement alongside the caravan, a shadow appearing to move with the group.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">His was evidently aware of the shadow that followed them, opting for the moment to stay on track or at least it was Aishanis spider friend, the air was warm but the threat was all too clear.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Damn storm is about to come around on us” Kane mused quietly as they came to the crossing “We’ll head north and set camp by the lake, we should be able to eat and rest there” </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani tilted her chin a slight, lifting her gaze upwards, though, through the canopy it was difficult to decipher the means to which Kane spoke upon the weather, then back to him. "Interesting...So it seems, you caught on to Shadow. She is never far from me." She said with amusement rolling through her purr. "Sound plan, Kane. I may get wet...just a fair warning." The chuckle appeared to tickle him while she picked up the speed of the horse but not in a gallop but a trot.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane kept pace with ease as they made their way through the forest, a low growl was heard right before the heavy crack of thunder and the rain poured through the canopy above them, it took mere moments before they were soaked.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Seems you are to get wet by one method or another” Kane chuckled softly </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Each crack of thunder was seemingly louder than the last, the rain however did not ease for them, after an hour so of riding in the pouring rain they reached the lake side, the convoy would quickly dismount and become a buzz of work as tents were erected and fires quickly came to life, the odd thing was the rain did not affect the fires as the magicks that held them kept them burning this caused the encampment to be filled with a soothing warmth and light mist just above the ankles as hot and cold mixed in a seemingly majestic dance, the horses were tied and fed as Kane made his way to large emerald and red tent slipping inside stripping himself of the soaked clothes.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The webbing of light spent from the canopy began to tremble, quiver beneath the abuse from the rain that now poured. Aishani's cloak clung to her shoulders while beads of water dripped upon her legs and boots, this kept her protected from the elements more than standard absorbent threads. She cast a glance to Kane, while her pelvis moved in time with the swaying of the powerful steed, appearing to be small and fragile, yet, Kane knew much different.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She appeared to enjoy the rain and even the thunder, a few times, leaning down to cup a hand at the oblong shape of the horse's ear to whisper to the creature. Leaning back the nervousness of the beast appeared eased with the pat on the neck. Well at the camp, Aishani was involved in setting of the tents and encampment up, he now saw the strength of not only a woman but a leader. Aishani wasn't shying away from carrying her own weight.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">After the fires were settled to heat the grounds, the soothing light was prime and then Aishani watched as Kane moved to his tent, speaking to an individual that was a cook. She then turned to follow Kane into his tent, lifting a hand to draw back the cowl and shake free those glorious raven dreads. Her cheeks were kissed with a subtle hue of flush, clearly the movement she did while assisting caused such in the conflict of warmth and cold outside. Her fingertips loosened the tethers of her cloak, removing it.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Convenient, this rain, hm? I smelt no hint of it before it began." Aishani whispered, kicking off her boots near the door.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane was almost out of his leather pants as she entered sending a shock through him that resulted on him flat on his back in a heap.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Yea the weather here can be a little unpredictable, though I’m fairly sure this storm is doing exactly what it supposed to be doing and that’s holding us up, we will never get through the river ford in this storm, the currents would just wash out the horses” Kane sighed as he finally sat removing the last of his wet clothing, he hung them on the make shift line across the tent then pulled a heavy fur cloak around him and slid down to the pile of pillows that served as a bed.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">On the upside the trees should hold back any lightening so there’s that going for us at least, I would hate to get hit by lightning” Kane mused softly “Again”</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Still it’s warm enough in here and you should get yourself out of those clothes before you catch your death of a cold, we will be here a short while until we can figure a counter against these storms, or we get enough luck that their mana pool drains too low to maintain and allow us across” His eyes were watching her cautiously but not in fear of uncertainty merely hoping his words didn’t seem to forward, her rearranged the fur cloak to allow her to see there was indeed room enough for them both beneath.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani appeared to consider something for a moment, then glanced to the entry of the tent. She was nearly completely without her weapons, just now unbuckling her under breast corset, the tunic was a cream hue but even still in the moisture the ashen skin was shown through, even to the dark buds that were pert to the temperature contrast. Writhing her hips to remove her leather leggings and then her tunic, Aishani moved her golden eye to rest on him. Adjusting to slip beneath the fur blanket, her bare skin pressed against him and her aroma incredible, the possibility of the rain fixing this and even the skin on skin contact insatiable.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Her lips parted to guide upon his chest and shoulder, placing the small stimulant nips to his flesh. "Again, hm? Is that why you have such an explosive...uh...personality?" She grinned mischievously to him, though, sobered briefly. "Whom, has the ability to control the weather of this realm, Kane? Since you mentioned a mana pool, such would lead me to believe you speak of an individual."</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Individual in this case is only a technical term, several mages can draw from a single mage, this gives them greater control of their power here. They were ordered to slow us down and this is how they chose to do it. A single person can control the weather but to this extreme you need more, they sacrifice their own to slow us down" He curled into him his hand slipping around her waist "Its easier than trying to execute us with archers, which I would suspect they contemplated first, and by now they will be aware I am on my way, another reason they would rather slow us down than us reach our destination"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He closed his eyes drawing in her scent, mixed with the freshness of the air he felt the heat run through him, the luxurious feeling of her against his flesh was devine to him, his fingers slipped back to trace the webbed scars slowly as if taking each back to memory "I am fortunate to have someone with me who gives me strength in the coming days, I fear I may need it"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Hm. Sacrificed their own, the determination proceeds them. May I make a suggestion, Kane? They expect you to ride with this caravan, then why not play a game with them? Misdirection." She lowered her gaze down to the tracing of his fingertips upon the risen mark nestled between and under sternum. Aishani's bosom quivered to the sharp intake of breath to the touch that trickled upon her and rose the fine bumps upon her ashen flesh. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Don't discredit, yourself, Kane. You are stronger then you give yourself credit for." Aishani then adjusted to wrap her legs around his waist, lowering herself, so that the warmth of her petals were parted to simply nestle him upon her grounds. Her lips lower to bide and suckle at his neck, eventually parting to latch onto his lobe in a brief moment of intense heat and drag of her teeth. Her cheek was pressed against his own, while her lips caressed his lobe and drowned his mind into her heady presence.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He smiled softly at her implication of misdirection, his eyes set on hers as he felt her settle down on him a low moan as he leant into her ear.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Putting my entire convoy in open ground, is the misdirection” He whispered softly another low moan feeling her part as she sunk down upon him “I promise you before tonight is out we will play”</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">His words were soft losing themselves to the hunger that caused his hips to shift, his hands clapped at her hips and he snapped her down hard against his thick hard length with force feeling her petals snap aside in the path of his sudden violent invasion of her heated centre.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Mmm...play?" Aishani breathed beside his ear, before her lips sunk down against his neck in a grind, toying with the elasticity of his flesh brought in a suckle to her lip. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">To the shrewd clap of his hands upon her hips, the violent and abrupt thrust into her tight silken passage, caused her to abruptly depart with a sharp gasp. The forced stretch of her tunnel to take the tool, only caused the tightness even more, she bared her teeth to him with a wolfish grin. Lunging down with her teeth to latch to his lower lip in a suckle, before releasing.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">That is when her scent struck him like a cruel brick to the face, her feminine musk with the heady aroma of the rushing blood pumping through her veins beneath the veil of her flesh. She adjusted her hips to writhe a slight, only forcing him deeper to breech past the open entry to her inner most sanctum and to tap against the back wall of her womb. "I like to play..." She growled beside his ear, before her lips entrapped his own with an incredible depth to the kiss.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">A soft moan as her hips began to roll against him, her scent only driving him to hunger for her more as his lips found the sweet scent of her neck placing soft kisses against the flesh and down along her shoulder. The heat of their bodies was now settled around them, the heavy rain on the canvas above them only adding to the moment.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“I think you will like this game” He whispered softly before one sharp move had her on her back and him over her, his hips rose holding just for a moment before driving down into her, each thrust afterward just as deep and hungry. His lips met hers in a kiss full of hunger, a hunger that tore at him, it was a hunger that was for her.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He drove into her hard and deep before pulling back his eyes settling on hers “You must promise whatever happens after this evening, you will be ready, and you will do what is needed to get this convoy to Riverfield” His words came soft almost with knowledge of what was to follow “I trust no other to do so” he didn’t wait for her answer as he returned to the deep powerful thrusts inside her heated core.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani's neck wilted, to the attention his lips dropped chips of fire upon the surface, adding a kindle to the flames. She lifted a hand to curl around his neck, nails kneading and biting into his neck. Her heart was raging in her chest, fighting with all the might to reach the other within Kane's own prison.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She just met his gaze with a smirk on her lips to his words, the burning golden hue fixed on him, when the movement happened so quickly that it took a moment before her mind registered the occurrence. Grunting softly when her back struck the ground, Aishani lifted her legs to initially lock around his neck, but, then relaxed to allow the back of her thighs to press into his chest. She angled her head to compensate for the difference in angles, lips plush against his in a lustful tango that was incited by the twisting partners between.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Her folds clamped upon him, stretching to accommodate the girth, thus increasing the tightness. Her lips parted with a growl, while looking to him, purring beside his ear when he plunged into her, nails biting into his back. "You make it seem like I needed sex to convince me. Though, I'm not complaining." But her composure was lost and a cry escaped her lips to the force at which he abused her tender flower, the harder he drove the more lubrication was added. Then the moment his crown breeched her inner sanctum, a hiss parted her lips and she pulled him down against her, literally she was bent in half and appeared to ignore it displaying her flexibility.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He watched her for a moment awed by that flexibility as he had her bent in two her legs pinned to her shoulders as he continued to drive into her. A low growl escaping his throat, he caught her lower lip just enough with his fang to draw a droplet of blood, again tasting the sweetness of her as it spread out over his tongue, and out over his senses, his eyes closed as he drove down into her.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">His rhythm seemed to become less controlled as with a few final deep thrusts his body trembled as his own release hit once more filling her deeply a deep growl escaping him as he held himself deep within her. “The sex isn’t to convince you of anything other than the effect you have upon me” he breathed softly against her ear, before a light nip at her neck.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Her folds gave to him, though, caved around him with such a molten embrace it imitated a burning sensation but it was far from pain in the pleasure the passage provided. Again and again, to her fold and his pumping, the abuse of her sanctuary was ravaged by his intentions. Aishani's plush lips crushed against his amidst the passionate overflow of desire that caused her flower to bloom to life, throbbing in a milking fashion. The sounds that fed the kiss, was ignited with the ambrosial bead of her life's essence that added another level into the movement of their lips and frantic swirling of their slick partners. Her nails feasted upon his back, clawing and dragging at his flesh to the point that the surface was raw and tender, giving the presence of possibly breaking the skin.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She abruptly tilted her head back, unable to bridle her sounds any longer, moans of passion and growls of desire parted her luscious lips. But, it was the moment his tool inflated and twitched upon her folds, squirming at the strangulation of her cervix that a scream shattered the previous sounds, in a maddening rush of juices that flowed and squirted past his thick fleshy obstacle. This was a moment that both shared in the bliss of their release, her body greedily drinking in every ounce of his molten seed.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Her arms lifted to wrap around him, panting and quivering beneath him, still bent in the angle. She closed her eyes, attempting to recover, breathing ragged and heart still attempting to break through the cage of imprisonment to meet with Kane's own. Her lips turned to press against his, the heat felt beneath the surface while her breath was touched with the metal sense of blood. Aishani's aromatic flesh sang to him, while her musk of release bathed them in the aftermath. A soft hiss parted her lips to each light nip he feathered on her neck.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"You are not the only one, Kane..." She breathed, her voice a slight hoarse from the momentary scream that reaped her throat, one can only imagine getting her to such a heightened point to cause her to lose her voice and make it more of a hoarse purr.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He smiled darkly his lips catching hers for a moment before adjusting his hips, her scent had already brought him back to life, as he lowered his head against her neck he breathed her in deep, the scent of sex curled up around them alongside the unmistakable scent of her, he drew back before picking a highly intense rhythm nothing but pure unbridled rutting deep inside her, each thrust harder than the last as their flesh slapped together. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">There was a deep lust that seemed to blend with a deep desire, the deep thrusts drove his hips hard against hers his fingers curled into her hair bending her back upward as he allowed her legs to shift back to his waist.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani growled when his lips caught hers, nails curling to his hips then down to the flesh just beneath his rear, biting into his flesh. She was panting softly, as his head lay against her neck that delightful aroma sunk as deeply into her as his rigid tool that began to stir her pollinated juices. Her flower was throbbing around him to each fraction of a move to his hips. The harder he drove the higher her sounds grew, the already overstimulated grounds screaming for release with the violence he took her.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The applauds of their bodies was lewd and smacking, her eyes began to roll into the back of her skull out of sheer ecstasy of his claim upon her, but, when his fingers curled within her silken dreads her vision focused on him in the adjustment. Even her bountiful bosom articulated to accent not only the sounds but the collision of their hips, jiggling maddeningly.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The hunger was deep, each sting was a spur onto him thrusting harder into her, it didn’t take long before the tight grip her sweet centre had upon him and his own body sent a wave of release crashing through him, a deep low groan as he buried himself deep inside her once more spilling himself deep inside her.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">His fingers let their grip of her go as eyed her breasts, a slow nip of each before a crushingly deep kiss that took his breath from the sheer hunger that tore at him.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Her body held him like a vice, clamping unwilling to relent to the torture of her incredibly tight passage that he was tearing apart. A scream parted her lips, this sliced through him like the most delightful sound, echoing in his core. That is when he felt the intensity of her flower attempt to pull him deeper into her sanctuary, forcing a squirm and breech to her womb, again and again utilizing his fleshy battering ram into her. The essence of her release literally exploded, squirt after squirt of her warm honey lavished his skin with her juices, and the timing was perfect to accompany his own.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">To the release of the dark reigns, she fell back, quivering between every breath, which was spent in a whimper. Those glorious mounds, echoed the sound of her thundering heart beneath, inciting the aroma that wafted from her skin. To the whispered torment of his nips then the abrupt deep kiss to her luscious buds, a yelp parted her lips but then melted into a seductive growl.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He finally broke from the kiss crawling beside her his arm wrapping firm around her waist pulling her into him as he curled around her his chest pressed to her spine, his arm now resting just beneath her breast.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“I think that helps relieve the tension between us” His voice was low and gentle, almost teasing with each word, rested against her his now spent manhood limp between the crack of her tight ass. “It should help limber us both for what’s to come” his mind clamped on the last statement, his words came matter of fact as if already known, details he had for the moment kept to himself “We should perhaps rest, regain our strength”</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani quivered like a leaf in the breeze when his arms wrapped around her, a reaction of her body to be so passionately stimulated. Her golden eye fixed on him, those plush lips coiling slowly into a smirk, a gasp parting her lips while his limp member plopped and was removed from the flaming heat of her core. In the dull rest between her petals and near to her hidden back door.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Perhaps..." She purred, though, lifted her lips to glide across his neck with a part, almost as though drinking him in with all his masculinity, savouring his strong aroma. Then she bit upon the soft flesh that met his neck to his shoulder, suckling with a yearning drag of her teeth.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani then pushed him over with surprising strength and slithered from his hold to settle between his thighs and feet tucked beneath her bottom, methodically that tiny pink tongue flicked to not stimulate but to ceremoniously clean him. Lips suckling on the girth, toying and playing with the elasticity of his flesh covered rod, but, essentially when finished, Aishani turned so her back was to him. The cruel and violent webbed scarring on her back glared at him, though, she dipped forward and utilized her shoulders for balance. Her slender fingers guided to part the petals of her grounds, the supple pink was raw, but, then he saw the display she desired for him to witness. His milky essence was literally overflowing and trickling down her ashen thighs, giving way to the simplicity and erotic moment.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">When the display was finished, she then adjusted to crawl upwards to curl at his side, one leg draped and tangling within his. On her hip, she pressed tightly against him, causing her bosom to be suffering at his side, but, neither didn't care or just enjoyed such. "Yes, you have exhausted yourself, Kane." She purred beside his ear, lips gently suckling on his lobe but released before any risen stimulation occurred.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He moaned softly as she continued her ritual, his eyes flittered shut just for moment as she crawled beside him, he kissed her forehead gently “For you always” his eyes slid closed as his grip on the waking world slipped from him “Tomorrow will bring a true test of our bond” he muttered softly before all consciousness slipped from him.</span></i><br />
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UnshatteredNightmare666http://www.blogger.com/profile/11128568202671681724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8817715199670070337.post-62913243081713591422015-10-15T11:58:00.000+01:002015-10-15T11:58:30.224+01:00[Redrawn Boundaries] Hunter by Nature Elcarus by Blood<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“And that’s what I get for daring he to live” He muttered half in annoyance half to no one but himself as he slipped free of the covers and walked to the door, opening it just enough to see the Mansion Guard on the other side looking nervous with a note in hand.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Yes milord, my apologies, but we received word from the outer towers that an Elveran convoy is headed toward the mansion” The guard replied quickly each word seemingly getting higher with panic</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane nodded slowly his eyes now closing in a quick calculation “Keep them out of the mansion, if they step inside without my express permission make them aware it is a direct violation of the treaty” Kanes words were measured, when they reach the gates ensure I am informed immediately, and with that he closed the door leaning back against it his eyes watching Aishani as she looked back to him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“It seems our window of hiding you has passed, they have sent their two best hunters to bring you in, fortunately for us, this is going to be no more than a waste of their time” Kane seemed almost amused by the last of his words “Still we should be ready to greet them when they arrive”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>While the air was crisp the following morning, it was still warm beneath the duvet with the sleeping form of Aishani beside him. The best source of heat was skin on skin contact, while it was not just for survival but an intimate act in itself. During the night, her hair had shifted and exposed her neck, offering no restraint to the guidance of his lips to the nape. A gentle purr parted her lips with a sharp inhalation of breath, those meticulously smooth petals parted easily to greet his rousing of the new day. Her body reacted with joy, as he felt the slickness of her warm hot tunnel, hips beginning to roll back into him, pinning his manhood between those plush warm embrace of her cheeks. Her mouth-watering aroma wafted to him, taunted him and now stronger than before with the musk of her arousal well spoken.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She adjusted to face him, diving down to bite against his neck, when the knock on the door interrupted them. Aishani glanced with her eyes to the intrusion, appearing just as frustrated as he was to the interruption, but as he left her side the remaining heat was upon his fingertips as well as the glisten of his stirring of her pot.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani rose from the bed to stand near it, a statement to the Mansion guard at which he was intruding upon. Folding her arms over her breast, while walking with the sway of her hips like an exotic beast, a hand placed on Kane's shoulder while leaning her cheek upon his bicep to watch the man. Meaning to make him uncomfortable with her presence so exposed and nonchalant. Aishani listened quietly while never speaking but her nails ran up and down Kane's back, reminding him of the vixen at his side and listening.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>When the conversation was over, Aishani glanced up to Kane with a strange wolfish, predator’s smirk upon her lips. "Mmn. They move quickly. Then let the games begin." She stated in the glorious rich purr, moving about the room to gather her clothing, purposefully leaning down to deliver him a view of her dew kissed petals.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Some days I think the fates just enjoy torturing old men” He sighed softly, there was another knock at the door as Kane strode to open it the guard now looked even more terrified than before “They are here, and not too happy we forbade them entry into the mansion”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>They made their way down the stone spiral staircase and in doing so the argument at the door grew increasingly louder, as they crossed the main hall to the pillar entranceway the figure making all the noise came into view, tall and fiery redheaded, her eyes blazed a brilliant emerald, stood behind her was a leaner form of Kane the two of them looking less than pleased at been held up.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I’m sorry milady but Lord Kanes orders were explicit no one under Elveran flags were to be allowed into the Mansion under any circumstances, doing so would be considered a breach of the treaty” The guard squealed back in a panicked tone.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Of course he did” The man replied, he seemed considerably calmer than the female who was simply growing angrier as the moments passed.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Let them pass Alistair” Kane stated softly from behind him, the guard bowed in reply and the two entered stopping just before Kane whose hand was firmly entwined in Aishanis.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“She is under the protection of Elcarus, and as by the treaty is exempt from any and all attempts to remove her from our grounds” Kane replied</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Of course she is, Jesus Dad do you make a habit out of protecting every waif and stray that runs to you for help?” The female snapped angrily “Mom is really pissed off at her, she took something from the castle and mom wants it along with her head”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Aerian, you know as well as I do, your Mom has never reacted out of a rational thought in her head, if she did I wouldn’t have been lied to for the better part of 200 years” Kane shrugged softly “She turned control of Dentarius over to me, what occurs here is of no concern to her”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Do you know what she took? Why half the Elveran forces are out looking for her with orders to kill on sight?” The man replied now his tone softer and with an edge of cold intent</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“As it occurs I don’t” Kane turned to Aishani “I should probably have asked that, but aside from that this looky likey here is my half-brother Hades and the hot headed red head is my daughter Aerian, they are the best Bounty Hunters in the entire realm which is why I’m guessing my ex-wife swallowed her pride and sent these two after you”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani watched him with a smirk coiled on those luscious lips, her fingers fixing the last buckle to her leather under breast corset, causing those dutiful mounds to plump in the rich glory of the delicacy that Kane had indulged in and would have again if it was not for the interruption. "You are not the only one that the fates enjoy torturing." She commented her tone held in the rich purr of amusement. Aishani moved to stand near him, but, as he turned to the door again, her hand smacked his behind, though, she moved with him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A dark brow lofted to the guard, she looked to Kane then to the man, but curled her hand within his. It was not a plead for strength, Aishani had her own but this was to sate the arousal with his contact upon her flesh, for the time being. She nodded to him, while walking with him down to the main hall entry. Her golden eye drank in the scene before her, while remaining calm, yet, the corners of her lips remained in amusement to the presentation of the red head and slimmer version of Kane.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani met Kane's gaze when it was turned upon her for an answer, but, her eyes were fixed on Hades and Aerian. "For the record, I did not take...anything, shall we say. It was dropped into my hands by an imbecile that was going to use it against me. Then it was spent in a plot that made me be the culprit because things easily can be passed off on those of our...kind. One was a necklace that is silver, cross with diamond and emerald gems, the power from it whispers an augmentation and this individual was to use it to control me. Fuck if that would ever happen. So, I took it from him and since the bitch of a Queen held such in her power, I kept it because everyone has a right to choose their path and not have it controlled." </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She then turned her gaze to rest upon Aerian. "To clarify things, I came to him and it was his option to turn me away. I would have managed with or without him. I came here because I heard of the treaty. He is the first to show me something other than bitterness and hatred."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Oh I bet Dad just leapt into your arms” Aerian growled, the anger burnt cold behind her eyes as she looked Aishani over “I get why he doesn’t like Mom, but he has fallen from one pretty girl to the next and always wind up broken and hurt”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“And just why is it your mother decided to hire you, of every bounty hunter in the land, why you two?” His voice was low and each word carefully chosen.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Because you’re less likely to kill your own family?” Hades smiled a wicked flash of knowing in his cold blue eyes the only discernible trait that they were indeed not the same person.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i> “And the only two able to walk on Elcarus grounds without seriously risking the treaty” Kane finished firmly “We all know how this goes, Aerian gets pissy for a day or two then gets over herself, Hades has no intention of acting on his orders because if he did, well there’d be more dead bodies on my lawn”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“He has us there Aerian” Hades chuckled softly</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“If that necklace is augmented, then we can only assume it was meant for you, so how do we know she isn’t controlling you?” Aerian bit back though the anger was beginning to fade</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane looked to Aishani then back to Aerian “Because she came here for help, she has been hunted, if she had any intention of doing me harm, I wouldn’t be standing here now, she has had ample time to take my life”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aerian glanced to Aishani her voice lowered “If you turn over the necklace, I’ll have it sent back to my mom, my father may trust you but for the moment it’s worth noting the last time my father trusted someone he raped and beat my partner to death”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Which is why you were in Elvera” Hades added firmly “We get it Aerian, your mad at the world, your mad at your parents and you feel we all let you down, no one could have seen that coming, if he returns to Dentarius he will pay we promise you that” Finally Hades stepped forward past his niece “So while she’s done been grumpy and mistrustful, I’m Hades Elcarus, brother to well you get the picture, I will ask you return the queens property without further incident, I’ll make sure she gets it and any charms on it are broken, the Queen gets kinda cranky when I don’t execute those I’m supposed to but to even attempt to take your head would mean he’ll take mine” his voice had a tone of amusement “Don’t suppose you know what kind of augmentation is placed on that damn thing do you?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"It is better to have loved and lost then to never have loved at all, Aerian. You may do well to remember that. There is pain in everything, anyone does, and be it upon another or themselves, situations are not always black and white, there is a grey line that most overlook." Aishani spoke in that rolling purr, while maintaining the presence of a strong women full of prowess.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She listened quietly as Hades and Kane spoke, flicking her tongue upon the plush lips while contemplating something in silence. Then glanced to Aerian, the purring chuckle parted her lips. While the expression never extended to her eyes. "It is truly a pity, Aerian, that your anger and temper gets the best of you. As far as the bit on Kane torturing and raping the past woman. The fuck do I care? I have been in far worse situations, little girl. Your threat means little to me. There is no way for me to ensure that the augmentation would be removed, Aerian. Your word is not good enough on this. No one should hold such a power. Yet, here you stand, Hades. Trying to be diplomatic and a bounty hunter. Amusing. Besides, the necklace isn't with me." She added casually, drawing out the words in that soft roll in her voice.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“My dad wasn’t responsible” Aerian bit back defensively “Well at least in the it wasn’t him sense” Aerian sighed darkly “The man responsible ran the moment Maya died, took his little slavers caravan and disappeared, I will however find him” She shrugged softly and then headed down the hallway muttering angrily</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“She plays hot headed but she’s a sweet kid really” Hades shrugged softly “As for my playing diplomatic, I kind of have to this is my father’s house after all, and while I travel under Elveran command, I am Elcarus, see the dilemma there?”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Kane drew Aishani close to him, a sign of his protection as much as it was of his affection “We can trust her Hades, you know she didn’t do it, you have no need to question her word”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“But she doesn’t have possession of the item, which is going to annoy our dear Queen, but then you seem to have that effect on her regardless of anything else” He shrugged softly “It’s tragic really” </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Same old, grains, roots, supplies for the healers, no more than normal” Hades replied softly “Band of raiders tried it on with us but your hot headed daughter saw to it that their own blood was all they saw for their troubles”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“She kills far too easy sometimes, I fear the toll it takes on her” Kane sighed softly, the toils of fatherhood flickering through him</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“She’s angry Kane, and whether she admits it or not that is why she came home, she needs our strength, so give her it” Hades replied sharply “I’m sure she will apologise for her actions” He grinned softly “Eventually”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Once inside, unlike before, her bare feet padded on the floor, as he hesitated Aishani's golden eye rested upon him. The silence remained as she appeared to consider him for a time, just as it seemed she was not going to speak, her plush lips parted with the purr of her tone. "Many reasons, Assassinations, mostly. You see, as I explained when I poisoned that house...I did not remain to finish the job. The very one that trained me is after me and just so happens to be involved in the Elveran Guard. To put it short, I am wanted with a bounty on my head."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I have no intent of complying with those orders, nor do I need to, I promised you safety and that is exactly what I will deliver” He opened the door, the candles flickering to life beyond to illuminate the furnishings as well as rather large carved four poster bed. Just for a moment he stood as if waiting for her before finally he entered his room leaving the door open.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"It is appreciated, Kane. I've been running for far too long, narrowly escaping every time. The son from the house is after me with blood thirst...I may have stolen...something from the Queen, but, it literally fell into my hands by default on a hiring." She lifted a shoulder in a passive shrug, dropping her boots by the door to walk further into the room. Ever present that scent caressed him, seeming pleased with his presence; she then caught the painting on the wall. Walking over to inspect it.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I did mention I was married to our wonderful Queen” Kanes voice held an air of sarcasm in the word wonderful, as he now dropped his weapons into the chest by the end of the bed “But that was almost a century ago now, and more trouble in the end than either of us will admit” Kane sighed softly as he moved to stand behind her “Aerian is the one good thing that came from that life, that and me coming home, some worlds just aren’t meant to co-exist, Ascondia and I are included in that statement”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"That you did." She stated simply, as Aishani appeared frozen in place with her focus still on the picture. The sense of her eyes rested on the child in the portrait. "I truly believe everything happens for a reason. Fate, maybe. But, destiny included. One misfortune leads to another situation. One individual meeting leads to another. Where is Aerian now?" As his hand was placed on her shoulder the palm touched the exposed contour of her silken flesh, her focus shifted then to the brief placement. Turning to face him with a tilt of her head. "I have no place to be, right now, this is where I want to be. So until the time that you push me away, I will remain. It will happen, one day, it always does. I suppose, one thing that always remained from my days beneath the crust is to trust no one. Such is difficult for me to do such. Yet, somehow, I open myself up to you."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Hm. Perhaps, we have met before. That's not to say it was favourable terms, but, whom can tell." Her calloused fingertips pranced up and down his chest, giving birth to the graze of her teeth with the sweep of her slick muscle. Pausing, she spoke against his flesh, lips fluttering in a caress and warmth to her breath moistening the surface. "Perhaps, there will be a day, I find a home. I have not truly had one since I was young."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"I told you, Kane. My feet brought me here." Her luscious lips coiled into a smirk, as she leaned down to lightly capture his lower lip between her teeth in a suckle of her own closing lips. "Yes, for the first time, I can honestly say, I will sleep well." She lofted on leg to roll from atop him, settling upon the edge of the bed to remove her tunic in a careless discard. The lights flickering upon the webbing of scars to her back, some incredibly deep while others just brushed the surface, leaning forward to slip the remaining fabric from her legs, her hair sweeping over one shoulder. When she was finished, she turned to crawl to his side, laying on her hip facing him, the web marking just beneath her under sternum and delightfully tantalizing bosom.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She silently watched him, as his fingertips traced the lifted web beneath the under curve of her bosom, slowly lowering her gaze down to observe the touch. As such appeared to cause her flesh to ripple with small bumps as it appeared to stimulate the finer hairs to rise. In the draw of the covers up, she lifted her arms to settle outside the fabric while his hand caressed her thigh, her eyes closed to a half-mast. Still her expression was the mask, that he was familiar with at this point, but, it took little effort to witness the contentment in her eyes.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“My second favourite offer this evening” He smiled waving his hand across the combat area “We will be uninterrupted here, we can be as loud as we desire” His last words were more indicative of other intent than the actual spar, but he was determined to allow whatever events came next to happen as natural as possible.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As he appeared behind her after the flurry of emerald flame, Kane heard a gasp with his hands to hers and the spin stirring that miraculous scent. Now, he caught the expression on her features, the surprise was stunning as the mask was dropped for the moment. Pressed against her, Aishani's figure appeared to curl with a snug fit, Kane now felt the exquisite mounds supported by the under breast corset crushed into his chest and her heart...was thundering as though ready to burst forth from the restrictive rib cage.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>To the release, her silken skin that held at her wrist in the previous pin of her arms back, haunted his senses as the aroma from her was intense. "H...How did...?" She shook her head, while still there was no fears in her features, though, utter surprise and astonishment.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As he began to circle her like predator to the next kill, she watched him and the moment he reached the blind spot of her back, Aishani did a series of movements. The grace of her body now was revealed to him in the near perfection of the elite training, stalking him now, as the expression disappeared to be replaced by that smooth mask. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The feeling of her pinning his arms over his head was a unique place to be for him, as his eyes settled on hers, he twisted beneath her just to test her balance against him quickly figuring he wasn’t about to simply buck her free of him. He drew a soft breath with a smile.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Allegedly vampires turn into bats; sadly I never figured that particular trick out. However my father’s side have a particularly useful trick we call displacement, the ability to move from one point to another using the natural flow of the realm, there is of course the fact you must know exactly where you’re going or the results are less than predictable”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As he finished talking he snapped his wrists down just for a moment throwing her balance as his hand would break free of her grip he reached up catching the back of her neck and pulling her aside in one single motion rolling through, taking a position not to different to the one she had pinned him with. His knees straddling just above her hips, each hand pinning one of hers his body curved up above her just barely touching her, his face hovered just above her own, he could taste her clear in that moment the scent of her entrancing every part of him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Now I’ve given away my secret, how do intoxicate a man so deeply that in a short period of time his mind can think of no one but you?” It was a strange revelation that he would admit her effect on him. Between been sure she wasn’t trying to kill him he was sure their connection was oddly deepening with each moment they spent with one another.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani grunted softly to the transition, now, beneath him with her own wrists pinned above her head. Her breathing had quickened, causing her bosom to rise and fall rapidly, twisting her wrists in his hold and testing the grasp. Her skin was still wrapped in that satin texture, now, even he could feel the heat her body radiated and the maddening flow of the crimson life in her veins. Within the close proximity of his face to her own, the moist breath washing over his face with the entirety of her delicious scent wafting as well.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"My curse is your gift...I too can utilize the displacement, but, I refer to it as blink. It is a singular ability that requires no ties to the realm to be manipulated. I was marked since the day of my birth; the runes allow such to be present." She paused, rolling her hips in an attempt to be rid of him above her. "I was raised...to seduce men, dominate them. But, I do not warrant any forced control as the women of my kind. I left that life behind when I ventured to the surface. My seduction must be meant for you and you alone. Because, I am unaware of doing such."</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He didn’t fight, simply melted into the entanglement of the kiss his body now coming down tight against hers, he could feel the rise and fall of her chest as his hands let go of hers slipping down her wrists softly down over fore arm and her elbows and down along her shoulders holding just above her breasts.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>To the release of her wrists, the ripples of fabric graced his fingertips to the pathway that lead down her arms in the halt above her glorious mounds. The thundering of her raging passion was articulated in the press of her body so tightly against his, one leg lofted to tangle within his, anchoring him to her.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>When he drew back, Aishani suckled upon the retreating flesh of his lower lip, a smack speaking of the separation to the locked embrace forged by unbridled desire and carnal passion. Her golden eye fixed upon him, humming softly in the shadow his position cast upon her from the lanterns, the milky hue appearing to focus as well with the grizzly scar drawn down her brow and across her nose to her cheek. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Beneath the tunic, that lazily hung down her shoulder to expose her ashen skin, in the light, against the cream coloured fabric, he caught the faintest flicker of light that cast the shadow to a dark pert buds beneath ensuing in a rise of the fabric. Speaking the clear arousal such brought upon her physical essence. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>But, those lush lips curled into a slow coiling smirk, taunting him even in the absence. His lips throbbed in the past possession of her own, yearning to claim and crush the distance again, the flutter of her breathing dusted across his features. That scent that taunted him, drew him in and suffocated him, now completely consumed him. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A hand lifted now, the fingerless gloves offering exposure of her digits. Caressing the side of his neck, upwards was the back of her nails, and then in the downward stroke was the gentle stimulating brush of her nails. This repeated, again and again, a strong stimulus. The sexual tension between the two was defiantly thick; so much in fact, even a burning blade would not be able to shatter.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Abruptly, yanking his head back and tearing her lips away from his with an articulate smack, the warmth of her kiss transferred to his neck in a harsh bite, now, curling both her legs to tangle within his keeping him from escaping. Following after was the intent of leaving indentations on the surface, the tongue sweeping apologetically to his throbbing flesh. Only second after the transition, the glide of the slick and moist muscle travelled upwards to suckle with intensity upon his lobe.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Her scent was incredible, fuelling the fires in Kane's mind, after the suckling to his lobe lessened; she parted with a blow upon the moistened flesh. Aishani, then, guided her lips, soft and supple with a fraction down from the sensitive connector flesh of his lobe to face, tracing the strong jawline. "You taste...magnificent..." Aishani whispered in a purr, thick and drawling in lust.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His hands slipped along her spine curling slightly to drag his nails downward, gentle yet enough to feel, before pressing his hands flat to her skin and running them back to her shoulders to repeat the process. Another well placed kiss against the flesh of her neck just above the collar bone before allowing a fang to nick the flesh just enough to draw a drop of blood which he captured with his tongue allowing it to spread across his tongue before sinking down his throat the taste incredibly and unusually sweet, his mind spun for those few moments before the realisation settled to him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>There was a brief moment, when his fang nicked her skin, as a hot knife through butter, the bead of her blood trickled upon the tip of his tongue to slither deeper. A hiss parted her lips in a display of surprise, though, not more than an instant after the purr of her gratification was instilled. The intensity of her lavish attention to his lobe increased the nibbling beginning to instigate a sharper pressure. As the taste was delicious, ambrosial, and indescribably intoxicating. Her hand lofted curling at the nape of his neck and kneading with a kitten-like precision.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His eyes watched her just for a moment before he breathed his response “Pure as in untouched with another, I would have said innocent but” he kissed her throat softly then back to her mouth just for a moment a lingering kiss “I would say we are far from innocent”</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The intense hunger for her now sat in the very centre of him, things were building to a passionate height that they would both not forget quickly, but the gentleman or the lord in him prevented him from simply taking her without at least knowing he may cause her even a moments discomfort, most wouldn’t wait and he did not intend to wait either but in that moment he needed to know, to him the blood of the pure was far richer than any other.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani tilted her head to the side, allowing for her dreads to shift and expose her neck, that was flecked with the beauty of scars of past. Her eyes closed as that soft rumbling purr of pleasure dripped past her lips, then, she looked to him with that beautiful golden hue, tongue sweeping across her lips to give chase in the absence of his own. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"I'm neither innocent, sweet....nor pure in the sense of intentions. But...if you mean that I have not been...fucked..." The last word was spoken in a very seductive manner, sensual in the whisper. "No one has touched my treasure, either front nor back." Without waiting for his reaction, he felt a pull in his surroundings. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Two slender fingers slithering into the slot to uncover his prized possession, moistening her lips to the grandeur. "You have tasted me. It is my turn to taste you." Before, a protest could be made, her head dove forward with a slender hand supporting the manhood, at first gliding her slick tongue upon the surface to pause, suckling lightly to toy with the thin wrapping of flesh. Her eyes watching him, as her lips began to suckle at the spongy shell, the tip of her tongue flicking within the slit at the crown. Lips lowering to suckle a few times, then it happened.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Her eyes lofted, the golden hue nearly blazing with unrepentant desire, even still, those, lush lashes offering a crescent shadow upon her cheeks, plump full of his manly pride and even stretched the lips in the sheer girth. Then the growl occurred, vibrating upon his buried tube as a fleshy tuning rod. That is when, her head began to move slowly at first, but, the natural suction of the massive size acclimated to her mouth. Again and again, her throat was abused by the cruel head, yet, this appeared to push her further.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>As her mouth sunk down his length he moaned this time deeper and yet somehow softer as she took the lead in the first true sexual act between them, he watched her as she set her own rhythm each time taking him down with ease as he squirmed awkwardly beneath her. Her scent seemed to stir in him the longer she carried her act until finally his whole body held tense a low whimper as he instinctively snapped his hand to hold her back just a moment as he flooded into her mouth with a deep shudder.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He remained still his mind lost in her scent, the moment held long enough that she may worry over him not acting, before finally he looked to her, his hair framed the young features of his face as he moved toward her placing a long soft kiss against her cheek then down finally removing the last of her upper clothes, his kisses easing down over her shoulder and down her chest, her scent raged at his senses as his free hand slipped to capture her breast gentle and yet firmer with each caress before his mouth came down to capture one nipple drawing it into his mouth his hand repeating his actions on the other nipple causing them to harden.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I think it’s time to deliver on your offer” His words we soft and full of intent as he eased the button apart before helping her free of her bottom half clothing, he eased her thighs apart kneeling between them and returning his mouth to her nipple. He kept enough of an arc that he might inadvertently touch her with his still exposed manhood keeping control of each deliberate action as he now trailed kisses down her body over her stomach slowing at her waist before diverting himself along her left thigh just to her knee before working back to her waist and repeating himself along her right thigh, as he worked back he stopped holding one kiss just below her hip between the supple flesh of her thigh and that of her warm sweet spot.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I think your thighs are indeed trembling to offer me your essence?” It was statement posed as a question but he waited on her answer all the same.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani remained still, watching him in his mind set, tilting her head a slight with the black feathers catching the light with a glisten and golden hue fixed on him. She turned her cheek as his lips graced the surface, a strange ritual as it happened to land upon the edge of the scar to the very surface. Aishani assisted him in the removal of her tunic, lofting her arms to grant the smooth transition.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Now, before him sat a female, while hard upon the exterior, capable of such exquisite beauty, often held in high reputation by the Drow elves. When his lips flowed down over her shoulder, a soft purr rumbled past her lips in a conscious effort to grant him the view of her pleasure to continue. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Her bosom was held in his hand, barely, as the spill flowed between his fingers, the ashen skin here was flawless and smooth, even the dark buds centred perfectly upon each round mound. Quivering in delight to the contrast of outward temperature, pert. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Even her scent now, drew to him; it was divine at the scent of the musk. She complied with the guidance to her back, exposed to him only on the upper half now. Her lips melted against his, eager with the rush of unbridled passion, a hand slithering to knead into the back of his neck. A gentle growl fed into the sweeps of her tongue upon his in the chase that lead him to her own heaven. Kneading and suckling on the tip. In his departure, her teeth clamped light, yet, firmly to his lower lip. But, upon his words a seductive, nearly wolfish curl formed upon her plush lips. </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He had a chance to inspect her, as mostly she bore scars. The marks he saw were, different. Just at the under sternum, beneath the wondrous contour of her breasts, was a scar but this was entirely different, the pattern was in the form of a triangular shaped web with the open end pointing downwards; a pairing matching exactly was upon her skin just above her naval, opening upwards. The pattern at her naval in the travel of his hands across her abdomen, tickled his fingers, breathing of the magical properties.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Aishani kicked off her boots, lofting her hips with a delightful thrust upwards to accommodate the removal of her leather leggings. Now, this woman lay beneath him, exposed. Vulnerable and completely at his mercy, but, there was a little bite within her as well. Her legs were smooth as silk, while the power within the training stemmed but only in a whisper. To the touch of his member, a sharp intake of breath was found being brought past her lips, even if it was a passing, a choked sound caught her throat in a moan to the lavishment of affection to her bud. Her skin was incredibly sweet, indulgent with a hint of a natural spice; it was unlike anything he had the pleasure of sampling before.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The feathering of his lips appeared to cause her a sensual discomfort in the tortures of his taunts, each time his lips connected with her skin at upon her silken wrapped thighs, a hiss parted her lips but the chortle of her praise would announce. In his pause, just at that sensitive spot, his view was an exotic dew kissed flower. The outer folds were the dark ashen hue, but, the closer to the gates to her inner sanctum was a more rosy pink colour. But, the aroma that dripped into his senses was intoxicating, as he caught sight of a trickle to her juices. At his words, such was true, Aishani's thighs were softly quivering, and it was not from nervousness or fear, since that was obsolete from one such as her but the anticipation.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"Yessss..." She hissed softly through gritted teeth, a hand lowered to curl and urge him forward to her awaiting flower.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Her voice was like song to him, another kiss against her thighs before finally he sank his fangs into the soft flesh of her thighs, his nails would rake over the flesh of her stomach as he drew short streams from her allowing it to spread out over his tongue to taste her in every sense of the word, between the scent of her body and the taste of her blood his mind was simply lost.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The taste of virgin blood was always hard to ignore even for a well-travelled one like him, it was simply purer and less clogged with female hormones that could taint the taste, before the loss of blood would affect their current activities Kane broke his feed, his tongue tracing the wound to help prevent anything untoward occurring the wound would close quickly enough, as he finally turned his attention to her sweet spot, his hand crept down to gently spread her lower lips apart his free hand tracing the wetness, he placed a soft kiss against her bud before slowly tracing his tongue over it.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His fingers slipped slowly into her curling just enough to catch the top of her as his tongue worked slow flicks and long strokes against her bud, tasting her with each action.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>A deep rumbling growl parted her lips with a tip of her head back with her body beautifully arched, as his fangs cut within her thigh. The smooth transition was incredible, since the muscles twitched upon reflex, the pressure tightened upon the intrusion but then relaxed. The sweet sultry crimson of her river flowed into his mouth, addicting, as never before virgin nor other had such held a delicious flavour. She turned her head to the side while, a powerful rush of her musk washed over him, literally he could feel the rush of her blood past the obstacle until release. Her thighs trembled, to each grace of his tongue upon the sensual wound.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>One hand lowered to tangle her fingers within his dark thread, reining him in with her sounds and pressure to the back of his neck to allow him the sense of urgency that was tormenting her. Her nectar that already was released from her flower was aromatic as it was sweet, the applause of her voice sung praises of his pleasure upon her. Nails gently scraping his scalp beneath the dark threads, eventually the more his focus was set upon her pearl, the polishing drew honey from that glorious hive.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The free hand tended to her bosom, lost on the perpetual sea of bliss that Kane guided her upon, kneading and even plucking upon the buds with a flick of her own tongue in the stimulation. Her hips now began to roll, while the flower began to bloom, pulsing and coming to life. Just then he was met with the procession of a squirt to her ambrosial juice, meant only for him and driven by him to such an extent. Her mouth hung open with a wail of absolute joy, nearing the breaking point of screaming, the external stimulation was inciting. Unable to control her fingers in his hair, her hands slammed down into the ground, clawing at the grass while digging into the dirt for an anchor, again and again the flow graced his senses. Out of reflex from the power behind such, her body vaulted forward, grasping his hair and angling his head with a yank to collapse down upon his lips.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The kiss was deep; holding such desire, passion and wanton need for his flesh, even the growl pressed into his lips was possessive. The taste of her was swirled within the salivation of her essence, fogging his mind in this moment. Neither knew where this moment would lead in the after, but, it was abandoned to lose all self-preservation.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The scent of their passionate encounter was whispered on the breeze, reminding them of the sensual bond that tied them in the aftermath of such intensity. The world was stilling and dying down; Aishani looked to him as his lips pressed upon her cheek, coincidentally enough touching the end of the scar to her right side.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>"I understand your concern, though; I can assure you that Shadow is not far off. She never is far from me. But, you are right. Let us dress and move back to the estate." She hesitated as his words slithered within her mind, watching him from the golden hue and responded with her lips pressed against his. Aishani then sat up, her heat gone from his side, causing the phantom to haunt him. Amidst the musk of ecstasy, he still caught her scent, just as strong if not stronger to him, now having tasted the fruit of her loins and crimson river set beneath the flesh of her ashen skin.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She began to gather her leggings, writhing within them, fastening the ties, then extended to gather her tunic. The moonlight sending shadows upon her horribly scarred back, now, it was concluded, the webbing was whipping marks. A tragic past before him, that much was sure, but, regardless surely stood on her own two legs to fight the storm. Such was not only beautiful, but, proof of the strong woman that was now dressing before him. She tightened the buckles to her under breast corset, and then turned to look at him. "You going to stare at me all day, or get dressed? This was your suggestion." While most may interpret her words as harsh, the deeper meaning was that she was eager to return to the estate with him.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Shall we?” He then headed off back toward the Mansion, she fell in step beside him as his mind processed over the deeper details of their encounter while it was considered impolite such damage to such beauty was seldom seen in Dentarius and usually limited to the slave traders that trickled through now and again.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I would not wish to pry, but I would like to know more of you Aishani, it would be improper of me to take a woman to bed without knowing her just a little better?” He finally stated simply to break the silence as they walked toward home.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>She glanced to him, that golden eye flashing with amusement, while that sensual rolling purr dripped past her lips. Her scent was twice as strong as before, though, again, tasting every physical and sensory essence of her possibly explained such. "I'm not one to discuss myself, Kane. But, ask and I will answer."</i></span></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When he made his way to his chambers, a loud commotion was heard out near the stables. At first it was a scuffle followed by loud shouting and then a shriek of a woman, it was notably fear in the high pitched voice. Before he arrived Kane caught the mouth-watering scent of Aishani, announcing on the whispering breeze that she was the cause of the fuss. Upon arrival Aishani was standing facing forward arms out and placing herself before the stable hands that held pitchforks in a threatening manner, as though protecting something behind her. Her hair was down, cascading in those glorious dreadlocks over her shoulders and down her back. Without the cloak now, just the under bosom leather corset and leather pants, every inch of her was expertly trained, a refined weapon but the curves of a luscious woman were revealed. The reminder of her enigmatic purpose, winked from the throwing knives situated on her thighs, now with the absence of the weapon’s belt, he saw her waist, at the flat core muscles flexing beneath wound and ready to spring into action. The restriction clearly rippled in her thighs that were wrapped in the softened leathers of her worn pants, more then one black raven feather was adorning her hair and even a few carved bone ornaments.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">On the ground before her was cast away her weapon’s belt, a possible reveal to those in opposition of the Elcarus house hold that she was not a threat. Each time a stable hand stepped forward, she held her hands out to gesture a stand down.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Old stories have been told of creatures from the deepest depths that were large spiders that were up to twelve feet in diameter, extremely venomous with the legs often utilized in killings with impalement. Some trainable with the talent of communicating with monsters of the subterranean level, after all Aishani WAS a Drow. A thought of sword spiders flickering into his mind, unsure as to how.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">She held herself properly, offering him the view of a women that was brought up with the fineries of life. When the food was delivered; plate after plate to the table, Aishani’s focus shifted and she began to pile her plate full of food. Abolishing her manners and digging into the food, as though, she had not eaten in sometime. After a time of eating like an animal, she looked to him then lifted her drink to take a long sip.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Her gaze returned outwards, almost as he revealed his personal thoughts, a compensation of such in her following words was a shared moment between the two. “I was cursed from the moment, I was born. In the beginning, my Matron Mother, believed it was a gift bestowed upon me by the Spider Queen Lolth. I hid it from everyone, but, one slip of research, caused everything to crumble around me and my Matron Mother turned to essentially, the last bite. It is a phrase in my old society that means death…” She stood now, moving with precise steps to stand before him, the offered lift compensated for the difference in height, so her golden and milk eye looked within his. A hand lifted to cup against his cheek, the softness in the gesture still held the fingertips and slight callous of the palm. The pink tongue parted the plush lips to moisten the surface with moisture that glistened in the moonlight. The touch alone was a jolt through his body, even her scent slithered within him, almost as though pleading. “So you see, now, we have shared personal words, Kane.” Aishani was an exotic beauty of the night, ashen skin dark and nearly black, even her hair added a softness to her face while that single golden eye hummed softly.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">She lifted her hands to gather her black dreads, guiding the dark threads to expose her neck with the flecks of scars dotting the surface. Now, he smelt the amazing aroma wafting from her skin, appearing to increase with the faint, nearly undetectable throb of the vein that Aishani gifted him. Her fingers tugged down the lazily hanging tunic, to offer him little restriction. “Please, my thighs have been trembling to offer this to you as a sign of my gratitude.”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The expression on her face, returned yet, again to the familiar mask of indifference and enigmatic cloak. A fracture was born upon her plush lips with a sharp intake of breath to the caress of his fingers down her neck, closing her mouth after the sensual sweep of her tongue upon the surface. “I see.”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Eyes closing to half mast, hooded as it seemed his touch caused her pleasure, even if such was brief. Recovering her eye remained on him, but Aishani was surprised by his boldness when his hand pranced just at the inner seam of her thigh, a small purr parting those luscious lips. Sobering nearly instantly to the return of his hand to his side, that is when the scent hit him, incredibly stronger than before. The succulence of the smell was arousing in the touch of feminine musk, while it was not necessarily a whisper, screaming without voice to the bodies’ reaction of his touch. Enough would warrant for Kane to acknowledge that this woman, this female Drow, had not had physical contact…perhaps, just perhaps, his words of purity would not be far off in the suggested innuendo.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“We as a realm watched a herd of Unicorn unleash an assault against a dozen dragons, we watched dire wolves fight side by side with humans and the Dragon Armies, and this” He waved at the spider behind him “This unnerves you? Honestly I thought you were made of stronger stuff than this, you are also forgetting that by law our guest is under my protection, so that means pulling a weapon on her means you are challenging me?”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Will be staying” Kane replied firmly “We have a duty to protect those in need, but I’m sure Miss Aishani will ensure her companion doesn’t cause further troubles, just remember if you back a wolf into a corner you are very likely to get bitten”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Being so close to her was as though every fibre of his being was absorbed in her aroma and presence, now with her hair down and free, this added to an exotic allure especially with her ashen skin and golden eye with the scar that added a beauty to her features. The golden eye flicked to him, catching the light in the prism of her eye to infuse the hue. Those plush lips, while not fully manipulated into an expression, the shadows upon the corners held a dusting of amusement.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When the stable hands left, the tension was relaxed. She then glanced to his offered hand, hesitantly placing her own within his. Now, without her gloves, the skin on skin contact was a trickling jolt to his senses, even the aroma encompassed him with the mouth-watering tenacity. “Indeed, though, one thing first.” She placed a momentary pressure on his hand and tugged him down, indicating by her kneel before the spider.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Aishani chuckled, that delicious rolling purr falling past her lips, she lifted her hands to gather the lengthy locks of dreads, leaning down to purse her lips and place upon the head between the eyes, a kiss. “She likes you. Shadow, go catch dinner, stay away from the farmers livestock.” The spider acknowledged her words, skittering back a few steps, then turning to scamper away. She sighed softly, while glancing sideways to Kane, the detail of her neck held a few small scars, possibly from the blade of a dagger, nothing deep just flecks that added more to the beauty of her lessons. “Now…about this dinner…” She said, removing her hand from his.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When they arrived to the dining room, Aishani looked over the table then appeared stunned at the chair he presented to her, lofting a brow suspicious but accepted the seat and offering her silent acknowledgement of gratitude. Her aroma kept nibbling at him, tickling his senses, her golden eye fixed on him from her position when Kane settled upon his seat.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Perhaps a tour of my home before the place gets so dark navigating it becomes an adventure of its own?” Of course wandering around a mansion with someone you barely knew was perhaps considered a danger of its own, but the time with her would more than outweigh the risk.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The light fading and bleeding into darkness outside, the night was creeping upon them. The shadows in the room flickered upon the walls and Aishani’s features, causing her to appear even more exotic in the halos of lamination that appeared to only brush her ashen skin. The golden eye lifted to him, as she licked her fingertips and suckled then wiped the remaining juices on her leather leggings, a smirk slowly forming upon the plush and polished lips. The sight of her even in the prancing shadows, caused a realization, perhaps, she was a creature of the night.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Mmm, now, darkness does bring…adventure. The entire world changes at night, seductive and mysterious. Would you not agree?”</i></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“Adventure is what keeps my dull life interesting” He replied, his tone slightly strangled from the deep seated need for her “But darkness is when life is often lived the most” Easing past her he led the way out of the dining hall. The main hall was now quiet with the exception of a couple of traders who simply stayed in their own conversations.</i></span></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Hm. Curious, at how dull it has been lately…” Aishani purred, the very sound so close appeared to sink into his core, but, as he rose to pass her compliantly Aishani moved to the side. Her golden eye flashing distinctly in the light of the hall, or lack thereof due to the illumination of just the candles.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When at the library, her eyes narrowed, both the golden and milky optical, a soft curl formed on her lips but it was gone as quickly as it appeared. She never stepped a foot within the library now, remaining near the door, compliantly.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">As they made their way upward through the tower, and out onto the rooftop courtyard. As he stood at the edge looking out the village could be seen as it sprawled out beyond the walls of the mansion grounds. “We watch over Dentarius as best we can, the Mansion serves as centre of commerce and trade, which allows us better knowledge if what’s going on and in turn keeps the town fairly safe. That’s why we were hit first to be hit by the Dragons; here in the mansion it is the very centre of my families’ power”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">On the roof, she didn’t hesitate to near the edge, easily hoisting herself up to overlook the village. The movements that she proposed were laced with training, but the grace was that of a dancer. Her focus downwards on the twinkling lights from the villages, Aishani drew her knee up into her chest, such pressure caused the bosom incited in the force to plump with still her ashen shoulder expose in the lazy slouch of the tunic.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The night air was cool, the wind gentle yet somehow only served to remind you of the safety of the realm. His eyes had now slipped to watch her intently; he could feel the want twist inside the battle between the gentlemen he remained in the world around against the simple hungry need of a man who hadn’t had the company of anyone in a long time.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“It’s been almost 4 decades since I was last here, since this mansion has stood as the protection of this realm and its borders. Strange to think everything below us was in flames, the cries of those who fell could be heard clear across the realm, we stood and we fought. But we lost that night, a piece of who we were, no one in Dentarius can say they weren’t changed by that war” He paused, and then quickly tried to work out why he had just given away some of his more personal thoughts “I lost two brothers, they gave their lives to ensure this realm survived, our blood is in the ground they walk, I guess that’s why I came back”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He drew himself together standing beside her letting her scent race through him for just a moment before snapping himself back to the reality around them “My apologies, the ramblings of a man who has been alone for far too long he forgets how to act in front of company”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Aishani remained silent, while Kane spoke, keeping her gaze forward. The gentle stirring of wind causing the two raven feathers to flutter gently, intensifying her mouth-watering scent. One arm lifted to perch upon the bend of her knee, her breathing was calm but dutifully caused her breast to rise and fall. At the mention of death, her golden eye shifted to focus on him, while there was a taint of sympathy in the gaze, her expression remained calm, enigmatic. “Change happens, Kane. Intense emotions stir in times of war, the important thing is that you have overcome and risen above such, instead of allowing for it to control you. Lives lost, is an unfortunate plague during such battles. No apology is needed, you have clearly have not been able to surface the effect of events in your past. Such things, are never forgotten but strangely, the world continues to move on. Perhaps, it is time for you to do so as well. As I have seen and heard, you are a pillar of strength. Yet, even the strongest pillar has a weak spot, though, STILL holds up a structure. But remember, this cannot be done alone.”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“I’m beginning to wonder if perhaps you needed my help at all, it seems the longer I’m around you the more who I am hammers itself home to me. My strength comes from these lands, the lands I fight to protect against any and all. That of includes Elvera but none of It matters because this will always be home” He wasn’t quite sure the point of that statement “Perhaps we will share more of each other in the coming days”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">His eyes met hers now calmly, focused and their deep shade of emerald green, a sign of all Elcarus more so when they were home. Just for a moment he held her gaze “The stranger part to this is I’m fairly sure you know my darker half is vampire, and unfed in some time yet there is not a trace of fear, just a purity that I find truly curious, of course I’m not saying there is reason to fear only you do not seem the kind to come unprepared against such things?”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">While the underside of her hand was callous in parts, the rise that graced his palm was incredibly silky to the touch. Her eye fixed on him, as the sensual sweep of her pink tongue graced her lips once again. “You are indeed lucky to have a place to call home, Kane. I have not had a home in centuries. Our pasts mould us to be the individuals that we present to each other at this very moment.” She nodded her head slowly, almost indecisive at first but her plush lips formed into a smirk. “Perhaps, we shall share far more of each other than originally though. But, I am no far seer, I live as I live to survive.”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Slowly her hand retreated from his face, the fingertips brushing the surface of his skin, appearing to stir his blood beneath and the phantom hand remained in a struggled reminder of the presence that once resided. “Everyone has a darker half, Kane. Though, the world is not black or white, there is a grey within us all. Purity? I am far from pure, Kane. I look forward to the coming days then.” </i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Aishani’s rolling purr of amusement slithered past her lips. “I am never unprepared, Kane. But, as you have offered me sanctuary, given me food and drink…Allow me to repay such.” </i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">His eyes followed the curve of her neck, and the flesh of her shoulder, leaning into her drawing in her scent deeply. His eyes closed as he took her to the very depths of him just for a moment allowing the dark beast that hid within him to show, before he drew back allowing his eyes to find hers once more.</i></div>
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“As much as I would enjoy you, I have not fed for the sake of feeding in a very long time, for me the act of feeding is as pure as the act of, well another meaningful act. Feeding is not necessary for me to maintain myself, though it does help heal more severe injuries” He drew his fingers down her neck so light it would barely register, but the touch would register as his fingers traced the soft supple flesh of her neck.</i></span></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He waited just a moment for her reaction “But your thighs trembling, now that is an interesting thought, the blood there is so much sweeter” He was unsure when he got so bold as to let his free hand trace her thigh just along the inner side before moving away from anywhere that would be considered inappropriate despite the act been more than clear, as his hand moved from her person and back to his side “I will hold you to your offer of gratitude, though it is not necessary it is welcome”</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The scent spent from the skin of her neck was, in a sense, undiluted to the very fullest, tickling his senses in a vice grip. Her eyes were closed as he leaned back; the lush lashes sent crescent shadows upon her cheeks, though, when nothing occurred, her own lids lofted and the golden hue focused on him.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“So it seems our unique relationship is at a pass” He spoke soft, his hand pushing his own hair back from his face, the moonlight now causing the ground below them to glisten from the crystalline rocks that lined the floor. He watched the light scatter and skitter through the crystals a strange dance, just for a few moments, still caught in her scent, his need for her was unquestionable in that moment.</i></div>
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<i style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“So it seems…” Aishani breathed, the gentle rolling purr of her amusement dripping from her lips. She moved stealthily to block his view, leaning forward to whisper in his ear. The heat of her breath swirling to tingle the fine hairs at the rivet of his ear, warming with her presence so close. That unfathomable scent drowning him, as her hand lifted to stroke against the side of his neck. “I think…I have an idea to exorcise this situation. Break the ice…so to say. Spar with me on the grounds, lets us get…physical.” She leaned back, but not before the slick moisture graced upon the lobe of his ear to the departure. “Unless, you have, something else in mind.”</i></div>
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane stretched back the draw the string of his long bow slowly, his eye trained on the straw doll some ways down the archers range, a long drawn breath and the arrow let loose slamming into the target off centre.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Ah come on" He muttered softly reaching up draw another arrow knocking it slowly, the second arrow was also off target "One of those days it seems"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The air was warm but a breeze rustled the trees above, the Mansion was off to the right, the archery range down the gardens a good distance for good reason. As Kane leant his bow providing a crutch of sorts allowing him to survey his lands before he swung the bow onto his shoulder and made his way back to the Mansion, it was headed toward mid-afternoon which meant the next group of merchants and dealers we're about due to try and pitch him a reason not to throw them out of Dentarius.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">As he set his path, returning to the Mansion, something appeared to be off. It was a tickle in the back of his mind, almost as though, someone or something was watching him. But, then it came to him, the breeze was in such an angle that downwind carried in essence a scent but would one know how to avoid such, it was plausible to be forgotten.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Upon his return setting in his pathway were the arrows that were off centre on the archer’s range, laying like serpents at rest, ready to strike. Though, a quick glance around, he would catch a shadow moving away past the tree line. Slow, stalking and the swing of the hips announced a feminine grace. A cloak was upon the slender but strong shoulders with the fabric of the cowl concealing the hair and features from the backside.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane halted before turning to face her, his near 7' frame slowly taking her in at least what he could observe of her in that moment. His mind quickly processing her scent as one he hadn't come across. Or she was at least not one he remembered as he released his grasp on his sword.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Good evening milady" He spoke "Welcome to House Elcarus, though considering you're here I'm guessing you didn't use the main gates?"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The woman that was walking away paused, then the chuckle that rolled past her lips was spent in a rich purr. “Gates? There were gates?”</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She then turned to face him, due to her height in comparison to Kane's own, the shadows concealed her features perfectly. Save for one golden hue that appeared to glow softly amongst the shade offered by the hood, her lips though, were succulent and plush, and stained by a familiar berry often found in the forests. A tilt of her head and adjustment upon her boots, offered him the quick glance of the gleam of two venomous daggers at her hips.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She was nearly dwarfed by his size, being only five foot five in height.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He smiled softly his eyes looking over her to the skies before taking them back to her "Lord Kane Elcarus, though not so much lord as elected to keep the town safe" Kane rocked on his heels for a moment before turning and offering her a direction toward the mansion.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"It's been an odd day and I could really do with a drink or few would you care to join me?" It had occurred to him she could be a threat but it was what sort that bothered him the most.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She tilted her head a slight to his offer, again those plush polished lips coiled into a smirk. “Sounds boring, to be quite frank. Elected official, that is.” While he rocked on his heels, that golden eye focused on him, though, she remained still as though frozen in place. After a moment of silence, so long in fact it lead Kane to believe that she wouldn't speak the purr rolled from her lips in much more bemusement. “I don't drink. Fogs ones mind, but if we are talking juice, then I will greatly accept. Since I haven't had the luxury in quite some time.”</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"It's not as dull as one might think, well up to the point of signing merchant contracts and</span></i><br />
<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">removing the rabble, but Aerian takes care of the worst" Kane smiled and headed for the Mansion.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sliding in through the main doors into the huge open hallway, it's fires blazed high, the inhabitants milled about their duties and chores each would offer a bow as Kane made his way past to the office on the far side of the communal area.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He held the door and waited his eyes watching her carefully.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She walked with him through the main entry to the Mansion, while in a flicker; he saw her gloved hands, delicate and nimble digits that peered through the fingerless tips. A passive shrug rolled her shoulders to his comment, while he saw the grace of this woman's prowess in each step, the subtle sway of her hips accenting the always present threat of her sheathed daggers, but, gave birth to something else new. Her legs held straps over the leather leggings, each fitted to small throwing knives.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Before they entered, she stopped, looking to him with that strange golden hue. "My manners have been poor. My name is Aishani." Though, without a seconds pause, there after she stepped through into the office.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He watched her as she passed, before looking back out over the now filling room, he would have to deal with them eventually but for the moment he was content to be distracted by the new comer.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He slid his cloak free of his shoulders and hung it by the door, at his hips were his own twin blades, he had left his bow on the bar top, which had then been hastily packed away by the bar keep. He unhooked the sheath of arrows dropping them in the chest by the door quickly followed by his blades and gloves. He moved to sit at his desk a pile of papers on one side.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She kept her weapons fastened, even the cloak on her shoulders, though as he took a seat, Aishani's slender fingers lifted to draw back the cowl that concealed her features. Now, with no shadows or cowl in the way, Kane could see her features.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Her right golden eye was like an softly glowing amber against her dark ashen skin tone, a inset precious metal, her left eye was milky from the damage of a grizzly scar that drew the pain from her left brow down across her eye and over her nose to the bottom apple of her cheek. The structure of her face held high and beautifully defined cheekbones that spoke of her youth, while the scar and the intelligence in her good eye spoke she was much older then she appeared.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Her elegant elfish ears peered from between; ebony threads were fixed in dreads, gathered at the back crown of her head in a high tail, spilling down to the middle of her back. An ornament graced the dreads, as a black raven's feather. The tip of one such shell to her ear was missing the point, a common sign of a criminal, or a immoral punishment. Now, as he sat, Kane held the perfect view of her partially concealed shape beneath the shadows. Her figure held delicious birthing hips with a waist that spoke of the trained core muscles beneath the black under bust leather corset and a haphazardly placed tunic beneath, causing plumpness to the endowment of her bosom. Aishani moved with that paramount grace to settle upon a chair before his desk, the black leather leggings worn in places softening the pull on her limbs.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"My feet. Wind. Ground. I could go on." Aishani commented lightly, leaning back into the</span></i><br />
<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">chair, casually withdrawing her dagger but this was not in a threatening manner, gliding the very tip of her blade to expertly work the grit from beneath her nails. "But, let me cut to the chase. Since that was your angle from the beginning. I understand that the Treaty of Dentarius. Individuals are after me, the less known the better. I lost them in Elvera. I am requesting temporary sanctuary within your lands, Kane Elcarus."</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane lent back in his chair his eyes tracing her slowly taking her in carefully, finally he sat forward placing his hands in front of him on his desk.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Elvera? That's quite a feat, and no doubt maddening to the Queen" the thought curled his lips slightly at the thought</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"However, you're request for asylum would come with a couple of problems, firstly my authority extends in name only past the grounds, should the Dentarian guard catch you I would have a job getting you out, secondly the Queen is my ex-wife, which I guess isn't really a problem and reason enough for me to grant you asylum"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane fell silent for a few moments as he processed his thoughts it wouldn't do him well to turn anyone away now, he never had before and as such he had the authority to grant asylum to anyone on Dentarian land even with the complications of the Sherrif and the Mayor.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">A brow inclined at his mention of the Queen being his ex-wife, though, her expression remained indifferent otherwise, still her golden eye was fixed on the methodical cleaning of the grime beneath her fingernails, as he caught the fleeting moment of color it appeared to be dried blood in the hue of the flakes. "Pledge myself to you...as what? The last time I was forced to pledge to anyone caused me a great deal of pain in my life. I understand that I have little choice at this moment but I have landed here, sitting before you for a reason." She lifted her fingers to purse her lush lips with a blow to remove the excess dusting, licking the berry stained surface with the grace of her pink tongue. "If it is too much of an issue. I can of course move along, as I said I evaded those individuals looking for me in Elvera. I gave them a false trail in the wrong direction."</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"It would be personal assistant, or some such position" Kane smiled softly his eyes watching her carefully eying the dagger for just a moment "It would be a title and no more, I hate paper work but it must be done, it will also avoid questions"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane turned the page to her and laid the quill beside "They won’t ask and we won’t tell, no expectations"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane lent back once more his eyes settled quietly upon hers, his mind now wondering if his offer was incorrectly put. He wanted to help her and that he was entirely and completely sure of.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani glanced with her single good eye upon the parchment that was turned in her direction, there was a partial view within the milky eye was defiantly a possibility. She continued the idle attention to a nail, splaying her hands while inspecting each nail critically, then slamming down the dagger in the paper. Her expression still remained calm, enigmatic, as she appeared to decide that the written words may be poison to her, some viper ready to strike. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Ah, yes, such a fine position. Me, a personal assistant?" That rolling purr of amusement dripped past the luscious polished lips, tongue flicking upon the surface again. "Ah, there is always expectations. Either from you, or me. Regardless questions will be asked, as well as motives, one can not escape that fact. I made that mistake once..." She dislodged the dagger with little force, placing the weapon back within the bedding of a sheath. Pulling the paper close, though, her eye skimmed it improperly and at length, the way one that is too stubborn to admit fault...then again, perhaps, this female could not read.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Even with her driving a dagger into his desk he remained quiet simply watching her with a curious sense. A soft smile form as he finally drew the paper back placing it among the rest, he folded his hands on the desk leaning forward to study her a moment, his long dark hair framing his features, the a face of a young man but his eyes would tell the tale of someone much older, all part of the vampire in him.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"I have come to learn to expect nothing from another, unless they wish to give it of course, but things here are only just starting to find some normalcy after the Dragon Wars, we all lost something some more than others." He paused for a moment "Your request for Asylum is granted, should you encounter any trouble simply give them my name"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He hadn’t mean to complicate things but she intrigued him, and of course he had to ensure she wasn't trying to kill him. He had in truth never denied an asylum request to anyone, he had and always would help those in need.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"I will have a room prepared for you, you are free to remain here as long as you wish" A</span></i><br />
<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">soft simple statement that he let hang between them.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aishani leaned back as Kane folded his hands an bent forward a slight, almost as though in that moment, she was repulsed. Yet, her expression warranted of next to nothing. While his intent was to observe, that single golden hue was fixed on him, like the terror of something unknown. Amusingly, this held a strange standoffish quality but much intrigue upon the two. Each suspicious of the other; Kane's assistance to those in need, Aishani's enigmatic purpose and nature.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Then suddenly the rolling purr of her amusement began to drip from the luscious lips, deepening then raising in pitch to a laugh, while it must have been normal to her the sound was as silver as bells to some but sharp as daggers to others; everything was left to interpretation. The smirk upon her lips remained after the amusement had died upon her lips. "My, my...you are amusing. It is refreshing for being chased for so long and being alone with only my Shadow as company." But then she sobered, even the expression upon the plush surface of her lips absent as though it was never present to begin with. "Yet, I have signed nothing when it was a binding contract. I understand, trust is earned and never given. You have extended courtesy it is time to work to that...mutual understanding between us." She nodded the raven's feather ornament in her hair glistening like liquid black in the light. "I will stay as long as it is safe and those that are chasing me have not found me. Provided I remain to be welcomed. But, who, knows. Times and events can always change." Aishani stood, now, he caught her scent, strange it wasn't smelt before on their original introduction. The aroma, was just beneath her skin, possibly the pheromones of a strong woman, yet, it was positively mouth-watering, a light dusting of feminine musk and rare flower that...could not be place to his recollection but it could easily be a subterranean flower.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane felt the prickle across his skin a sense of her so deep his mind clouded from the stimulation, it forced him to shift awkward as he watched her stand.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Finally he brought himself to his feet, a slow breath as he moved from behind his desk, a glance over her shoulder told him enough to know he wanted to avoid that room beyond her.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"I think perhaps a tour would serve me better today that politics, and your company would make that tour much better" He tried to choose his words with care, but it was now he allowed himself to look her over properly, he had already assessed she was a better ally than enemy. "I assure while you are here, it is highly unlike anyone including the Elverans would attempt to harm you, my name carries some weight with the whole realm, you have my word"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She nodded briefly to him, while following he gaze to the room behind her, a knowing smirk forming on her plush lips. </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Politics, do bore me, entirely. But, it would be simpler to say that you wish to avoid the conflagration of individuals behind me in the room. Do they not deserve as much respect as I am entitled to? I can wait for you to conclude your business. I could use some rest and a warm bath, if that is not too much to ask? Just point me in the direction of one that can assist in settling me. We can meet later, after your duties have been finished." She chuckled in that sensual purr, watching him for his reaction to her words, the golden eye softly humming in the shadows of the room, while her scent appeared to grow more delicious by the minute that she lingered.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane looked out among those waiting, a faint twist in his gut as he longingly wished for his brother to take care of such matters, but he knew she was correct and somethings simply shouldn't have been avoided</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It was then he caught sight of one he seriously wished he hadn't one which would require his attention, he sighed softly as he crossed back to retrieve his weapons.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"And so it seems I have no choice, I will have one of our maids take you to your room, there are baths and we actually have hot water, the world may appear to be stuck in the dark ages but we do have a few luxuries"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Kane stepped into the Main Hall instantly drawing the attention of most within. "I will join you once I am done here" Kane was in that moment thankful she wasn't able to see his face as it flushed with slight embarrassment at his last statement, inwardly he groaned before turning to face her "We can discus things later perhaps over dinner?"</span></i></div>
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