The woman froze, her face was contracted by terror, as she narrowed her eyes in the direction of a boy, a few years older than her other daughter. The commander followed the woman's gaze and a malicious smile appeared on her face.
"Please," said the Ucria in a trembling voice. Doreon was surprised.
A Ucria, one of the most fearsome beings alive, whose name made the people who heard him tremble with terror. One of the daughters of the creature that destroyed the earth hundreds of thousands of years earlier, dividing humans into two warring factions for millennia, now stood on the ground, terrified begging for mercy to a girl in her early twenties.
"Pray to your cursed god," the commander replied. "Did you pray when you killed the women in the village who decided to train? Did you pray when you took the provisions of the other villages for yourself? Did you pray when you decided to ambush the people who came to help us?"
The commander, this time angry, move
TarynTranquility had descended in the camp, her wounded soldiers had been taken to tents, where curators were trying to help them. The men who emerged unscathed from the battle were busy regrouping the dead on the battlefield, both enemies and friends.Elhias' army had had a decisive impact on the battle. In a short time they had managed to take down their opponents managing to gain the upper hand in a clash that now seemed to have the decisive result.Although her uncle had set a trap for anyone who decided to attack them from behind, he had not considered Elhias. Taryn did not know exactly how he had done it, but Elhias had put out the fire within a short time, allowing his men to enter the fight and gain the upper hand.Now Taryn was in her tent, as the sun outside was setting and given way to the moon and stars. They had spent the day burning the bodies of fallen
Taryn couldn't take it anymore, she thought she was going crazy, while Elhiàs caressed her with his hands and lips causing shivers all over her body.He raised his head and looked straight into her eyes, Elhias' pupils were dilated, burning for her, burning with passion, as he passed his index finger over her lower lip, chin, neck and in the space between her breasts. Taryn gasped, he grabbed her breast and brought them to his lips sucking and biting gently.Taryn dropped her head back intoxicated with pleasure, while Elhias' lips moved to the other breast, giving him the same treatment as the previous one. Taryn's hair brushed against her bare back, causing more chills, as she continued to moan shamelessly, unable to stop.Elhias left her breast and looked up at her, looking at her again before kissing her, this time more gently. Taryn responded to the kiss by encountering each blow of Elhias' tongue, as she gently moved her pelvis, rubbing her center ag
DoreonHis head was throbbing, his body was hurting. He tried to move, but his broken arm caused painful pangs that radiated all over his body. He grunted in exasperation, before opening his eyes again. He blinked several times trying to focus. He was lying in a large bed, his head between the soft pillows. He no longer wore armor, but a simple tunic of soft cloth. His armor had been carefully placed on the wooden table in the middle of the large room.He moved his gaze to the ceiling and stood still staring at it, trying to bring back memories of what had happened.They had been attacked by the Ucrie, while trying to return to the coast: many of his men had died, others seriously wounded. He did not know what had happened to the lords, much less if they were alive or if they had been slaughtered by witches.After the battle the pain had been so excruciating that he fainted. His body was still throbbing, but he didn
He had been in front of the wooden door for several minutes and was not moving. He dared not knock, he did not dare to leave, he dared to do nothing.He had been walking around the building for a while, before meeting a lady from the kitchens who had immediately pushed him to one of the larger rooms and forced him to sit down, enriching the table with food and food. The woman had filled his plate every time Doreon emptied it, justifying herself by saying that he had to regain his strength, after fighting and being unconscious for days.Doreon had eaten until he almost vomited, while the woman looked at him contentedly.After finishing, he thanked him and showed him the direction to take, greeting her before setting out.And now he stood motionless, facing Barclay's room, undecided about what to do. He didn't know what exactly had driven him there: something inside him made him think about the young warrior. Maybe it was the fact that they were both
TarynSome sun rays sprouted from the cracks of the thin veil of cloth that kept the curtain closed. The sun was slowly rising and another day was beginning. That day would be very important to them, as they would decide what they would do in the immediate future.But at that moment Taryn wasn't thinking about that. She didn't think about his army, much less her kingdom.At that moment her whole mind and body was focused on the sensation of Elhias' lips, on her skin as he gently caressed her neck; his moans in her ear sent shivers down her spine, even though her body was hot and sweaty, like Elhias' behind her; his chest slamming into Taryn's back with each blow of Elhias' pelvis.A moan, like a cry, escaped from her lips when with a push he went deeper, pushing her forward, but her body remained attached to that of him surrounding her with his arms, holding her still. Both were kneeling on the bed.Taryn tur
Before she knew it, Elhias broke away and she stood for a moment with her mouth open and her eyes closed before looking at him."Don't provoke me," Elhias said, walking away.Taryn arched her eyebrows. "Me?" she asked distraughtly.Elhias nodded and took the armor in his hands before heading towards the exit of the tent. "Are you ready?"Taryn agreed and immediately followed him, while he opened the curtain for her, and together they went out.The remaining lords seated around the table along with some lords of Elhias and their generals found themselves again in Grander's tent. Taryn had arrived first because the young king had gone to talk to some men to find out if the search team had returned. Now he sat next to her, while the men around the table fought each other, as usual, trying to decide what to do.Only Taront remained silent, as usual, and watched everything. At that moment his gaze was focused on Taryn and every now and then he fl
DoreonDoreon struck the commander with his elbow, causing her to retreat. She watered down the air. The girl sheared a couple of times and Doreon took advantage of his moment of distraction to attack, by now he knew that he had to take advantage of every moment of inattention to hit her, otherwise he would have ended up immediately knocked out.He swirled the hilt of the sword in his hand and attacked her while she brought a hand to her stomach, where he had struck her. With a slash he tried to catch her in the right shoulder, but she swirled on herself quickly, she went straight back and kicked him in the chest, pushing him back; With the flat part of the sword he struck him in the arm, still sore, making him squint.The commander quickly crouched on the ground, placing a hand on the ground, kicking him on his ankles. Doreon flew into the air and landed with his back groaning in pain, the blow made him see the sparks for a moment. He
Doreon stopped the horse and dismounted. In front of him the soldiers of the commander took the steeds gathering them together. She sat comfortably in front of a fire, at her side were Blake, Lyza and Barclay.Doreon decided to stay away from them. He took off his cloak and sat down and placed it next to him. He was in front of the girl and could see her through the flames.The commander was quiet and talking to Blake and Barclay, she had freed herself from the belt with her swords and placed it at her feet, while Barclay, sitting to her right, handed her a piece of dried meat.Doreon watched them carefully, the portrait of tranquility, as they argued among themselves.The girl's features were relaxed and serene, as they always were when she was surrounded by her warriors; The shadows of the flames danced on her face, while she moved a lock of pink hair behind her ear, with her elbows resting on her knees.They had left that morning at dawn and had