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Nathan
He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He was in his room that was completely immersed in darkness, illuminated only by the dim moonlight filtering through the large window. Beside her, Sumon slept blissfully between the covers, lying on her belly. The red hair looked like an immobile waterfall that fell on the white sheets, the back was naked and was illuminated by moonlight.
He put his hands on his face, trying to put everything in its place. Suddenly he had a flash. The old man. She sat up suddenly and turned to her wife who didn’t seem to be bothered by her awakening. It was that damn old man! From the moment he saw that body, Nathan was sure he’d met him somewhere else before, but he couldn’t get anything out of his mind.He had never had such intense and vivid dreams of the past, he seemed to have ret
AthelstanAthelstan watched as the small boat left the harbor again to emerge in that blanket of debris and dead animals. He passed a hand over his forehead, wiping away the sweat and avoiding getting his face dirty with his dirty hands.On the mainland, the guards were helping some men to empty the fishing net that had just been pulled out of the small boat and was now docked at the wooden pier.The guards, along with other men, hoisted the net up to carry it over the wooden wagon that was waiting there near the port and deposited the contents until the net was completely empty.A farmer made the wagon available, like all the other carts and boats. The city's people had greatly surprised him in those last five days. As soon as the incident had occurred, Athelstan had organized teams to clear the bay’s surface as quickly as possible, also asking for help from fishermen who had fortunately survived.By the time word h
AthelstanA light knock woke him up from his relaxing sleep. From the window came a glimmer of light that partially illuminated the room. Athelstan’s eyes took a while to focus exactly where he was.He sat down, passing a hand over his face. The sun had just risen, and the faint light seeped through the glass. Athelstan felt very rested and hadn’t been for days. Although the bed was hard and uncomfortable, the prince had slept like a child.He stood looking around. The room was much smaller than he had thought the night before. The bed on which he had slept was placed in a corner attached to the wall, between the window and the wall. Under the window was a small wooden table and a chair with a clean tunic. In addition to the few useful pieces of furniture, the room was completely empty.The boots he had thrown to the ground that night had been picked up and placed beside the table; the dirty tunic had disappeared, and on the table, there was a tub with clean and fresh water inside; ne
Athelstan "Werod?" Athelstan asked, confused. "The darkness, Your Highness. It is coming back, stronger than before, it will annihilate us all!" he shouted. Athelstan looked around. People were starting to get scared. The women grabbed their children and started walking away. Damn priest. The prince approached the man, grabbed him by the elbow, then turned him to look him straight in the eye. "That’s enough, priest!" he called him, almost growling. "I think you’ve done enough damage." "The truth can never harm anyone," heard another voice behind him. Athelstan turned to let go of the elbow of the priest, who had begun to complain about the strong grip to which the prince was subjecting him. He saw another priest approach him: the blue tunic that brushed the ground, his hands carried in front and tucked into the long sleeves of his robe. All right, one more. "We must prepare, the Gods want it, they told us so." Around them, the people were agitated too much. "The Deorghs are clo
AthelstanAthelstan turned and saw the woman in front of the wooden doors. She had entered silently and had not even noticed her presence."How long have you been watching me?" She asked her as a gentle smile surfaced on her lips, then she brought a strand of black hair behind her ear.Her dress had a large neckline on her chest that reached up to her abdomen, revealing the furrow of her voluptuous feelings. At that vision the horse of Athelstan’s trousers tightened, immediately feeling his member harden to the memory of those breasts against his chest or in his mouth.The woman approached, sinuously moving her hips at every step, as she moved her black hair behind her shoulders, before stopping a few steps from him, letting her scent invaded his nostrils.The last time he saw her was the morning after their fiery night, and it was also the last time he had found himself between a woman’s legs.She appro
TarynThe sun was setting, the sky was darker, and the moon was already peeping through the clouds. The air was humid. Taryn and her men had crossed the border for a day, had not seen snow for at least three, and were marching for five.They proceeded at a slow pace. They were waiting for the whistle to give him the passage's green light.They had decided to adopt that method on the second day of the march, after various unpleasant encounters on the first day of the journey. During that day, they encountered a white-capped bear, who they met as they crossed the forest at first light.They were passing by some caves, whose openings were covered by a layer of ice, and small frozen lakes when Aiden managed to notice the animal’s red eyes. The huge bear had come out of his den to drink at the small lake and, if it were not for her knight, surely they would have had an unpleasant close encounter with the animal. They managed to
TarynTaryn had an enormous affection for her two protectors and especially for Aiden who had taken care of her after her father’s death eight years earlier.They heard the soldier’s whistle, so they increased the speed of their horses. Now it was getting darker and darker, and it was convenient to find a place to camp as soon as possible, at night there were beasts more dangerous than animals and much crueler, and just then they were in a place full of poachers."Your Majesty, we will have to stop here and make camp otherwise it will be too dark," Lord Taront told her."If I may intrude, Your Majesty" Aiden intervened blocking the horse and turning to her "towards the southeast there is a small town. We can find a tavern with some more comfortable accommodation.""In the dark, we are easy prey of poachers," Taront frowned."That’s why we’ll have to get to the city. It won’t take much t
TarynTo the left of the building was a fence with a long wooden trough. They approached with horses and tied the bridles. From the inn came euphoric laughter of men, but also of women.They approached the entrance, while Taryn took off her leather gloves. They stopped a few steps from the entrance when Taront turned to look at her."Perhaps it is better if you cover your face, Your Majesty. I would not want your figure to attract too much attention," he said fearfully.Taryn nodded, wearing the hood of his cape over his head to cover his brown and blue hair, which he had decided to gather in a long, soft braid that day. Taront and two guards entered the inn to arrange with the innkeeper about the night. Taryn approached the riverbank.Stilts were built every thirty feet, on them were secured with ropes of small boats definitely belonging to some fishermen. Taryn looked at the surface of the water. The moon was now visible
TarynAfter almost three days of rest, Taryn and her men resumed the march fresh and relaxed. During their stay in the city, they had bought a small cart in which they had laid all the necessary food for the rest of the trip, in addition to a trunk in which was stored a beautiful dress that Taryn had managed to find thanks to a silk merchant.The Queen had decided not to make any longer stops until they arrived in the capital, so she had sent Aiden to take care of the supplies, and at dawn, they had left.Thanks to that stop, they could get lighter and more comfortable clothes for the trip.Taryn had abandoned the idea of riding with clothes. She had opted for comfortable cloth trousers and a white tunic on which she had tied a large leather belt that protected the part that went from under the breast to the waist. She had decided not to wear the cloak anymore and had gathered her hair on the nape of her neck in a soft tail whose