They came out of the council chamber that the sun had long since gone down. Nathan and Sumon came out first, while Kyros and Athelstan silently followed them.
Nathan knew that dealing with Kyros Neyer would be difficult, but he didn't expect to face a wall like the one he found himself that day.
Whatever Nathan proposed was not accepted, because Kyros wanted more: more land, more gold, more freedom to move.
He wanted everything.
Many times Athelstan had been forced to intervene to deal with his father, to make him reason, but, despite everything, Kyros found the pretext to silence him. It was exhausting.
Sumon in front of him walked briskly and angry, she did not like to be treated as if she was worth nothing, as if she did not exist. Whenever she tried to speak, Kyros found an excuse to block and mock her. Several times Nathan had found himself on the verge of threatening him, but he had stopped in the bud. He didn't want a war, he didn't need it,
DoreonDoreon and the other men left the village at sunset. Pix had brought in a few hundred soldiers from the ships asking for the boy's advice, but Doreon did not know exactly how to behave. For the first time in his life he didn't know what to expect.Would he need more men? What or who would have found himself in front of? Was that journey dangerous? Would they have gone into a trap? Was he leading all those men straight to their deaths?He knew nothing.His men had crossed the ocean only to meet a commander they had heard about for years, a commander who could make the impossible possible, and instead they found themselves in front of a young girl a little younger than Doreon himself. The one who had done nothing but play with them, pretending to be someone else and in the end had turned out to be the commander everyone was waiting for. That person he and his people had been dreaming of for centuries, that person who could r
"Oh, we know you, Commander... all our people of Mihdel know the boy who became the commander-in-chief of the Haeffest army, despite his beliefs," replied one of them."Why?" repeated Doreon. "Why me? I don't want any of this responsibility, you should be free to make the decisions yourself and not wait for someone else to do it for you.""I'm not the only one who sees something in you, Commander," Barclay injected.Doreon looked up beyond the flames to meet the warrior's. The serious face and the arms crossed on the chest."These are not matters you should be meddling in," Pix said at his side.Barclay raised his arms and shook his head. "It's no coincidence that you wanted to talk to him," he said quietly.Doreon gritted his teeth. "Because he knows that if he convinces me he will have an immense army composed of warriors of Mihdel and Cynemon," he said almost angrily."It's no secret," Barclay said. Pix looked at him a little surpr
The commander A groan of pleasure came from his lips, as his tongue collided with that of the girl. He slipped a hand into her hair and pulled it by bending her head so as to deepen the kiss even more, the other hand slipped into the white locks of the boy who was sucking him with his mouth, swirling his tongue on the tip of his cock and making him escape a low moan. He was kneeling in the center of his bed, the boy licking him along its entire length while the girl was next to him and kissing him passionately by sticking her fingers through his blonde hair. Finally, the other hand was resting on her neck, pushing her even more against his mouth. The commander detached his lips from those of the girl, ran his thumb over it, she opened her mouth, running over her tongue, licking it and looking him straight in the eyes, before he pulled it out and passed it over her chin, then moved it to her neck and then further down;
The boy raised his head and brought his face close to that of the commander, but she grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back looking him straight in the eyes, as a moan came out of her lips. The boy pulled his hand out of his pants and she pushed him back into bed before returning to look at the commander."Do as you wish, I will not approach, if something happens the responsibility will be yours," declared the commander, pushing his hips one last time towards the girl's lips before letting go into her mouth with a low, guttural moan. His cousin frowned at him as the girl raised her head and approached her languidly; Sher ran her hand over her body, grabbing her breasts, while she deposited a kiss on her neck."Not today," his cousin replied, pushing the girl on the bed next to him.The commander spread his arms wide and surrounded the shoulders of both accompanying him, as he looked at his cousin winking. "Do you want to join?" he asked her with a smile.
TarynTaryn opened her eyes wide and watched attentively at the young king who continued his walkway on the wooden table as if he had not just interrupted Taryn's private council, as if he had not almost destroyed the tent.Taryn felt anger flow all over her body, her face began to get hot, while hot flashes hit her, almost making her sweat; she shook her hands into fists, her nails sinking into the flesh while observing the serene face of Elhiàs."Have you gone out of your mind?" hissed Taryn as Elhias jumped off the table, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.He landed on the ground raising some dust."What a beautiful way to greet," said the king frowning, as he smoothed his trousers.The men around the table squinted, as if they thought they had gone mad. Grander was breathing heavily, Taryn was sure her heart was about to come out of her chest, while Aiden continued to hold her in his arms,
When they were out of breath they detached themselves from each other, Elhias rested his forehead on hers with his eyes closed."Please don't tell me to leave again," Elhias said in a whisper, almost as a plea.Taryn ran a hand through his silky, black hair, feeling her heart beat even faster. She sighed and closed her eyes, inhaling the sweet scent of Elhias, intoxicating himself with its smell."Stay," she whispered and pushed him against her mouth again.Elhias immediately returned the kiss by surrounding her with his arms and placing his hands on her back, where he began to unfasten the strings of the corset of her dress as she moaned in her mouth.Taryn squeezed him with her legs, trying to push him even further against her, as if they weren't close enough.She released Elhias' black locks and lowered her hands down his neck, moving them slowly towards his chest and beginning to unfasten his belt with swords, causing it to fall to the g
AthelstanAthelstan did not know whether to rage and destroy his chambers or lock himself in it and never leave.His father had been in Sierra for just a day and had already threatened to blow up everything he was trying to build with so much effort.At that moment he was on the balcony of his chambers observing the moon, he had undressed and wore only the white tunic and a pair of brown leather pants; He was barefoot and the cold stone on the floor stung his skin, but he didn't care.His head rested on his arms crossed above the marble parapet, his eyes were closed as he tried to breathe deeply.Inside and out. Inside and out. Over and over again.Being there in Sierra, standing side by side with the man who had made his sister suffer like that, tested her patience and mental stability.Every time he looked Nathan Fannil in the eyes he saw only Aislin's sad look, before she got
The window suddenly opened and an icy, strong wind entered the room, swirling quickly and throwing all the containers on the table to the ground."You are my son and I would never disinherit you, but you must learn how to behave like a king," said his quieter father, as the icy wind ruffled his blond hair."Then begin to do it," replied Athelstan, calming down.Everything around them calmed down, his father stared out of the corner of his eye at the wide open window and then looked back at him and sat quietly.Athelstan had never behaved that way towards his father, he had never lost his temper in that way and he had never rebelled, but the whole situation made him uncomfortable and he could no longer close his eyes and accept whatever he did, because he was tired of doing it."If you trust your son, your blood, then follow him, let him act for once, let him make these decisions and if he makes a mistake then he will pay the consequences," his moth