Matthias kisses her again. "You're so... Perfect, Lune." The fluid is warm, and smells somewhat salty. No longer wrapped up in their own lust, the pair of lovers hear the sound of moaning again, from her mother's bedroom. Matthias laughs. "That's... Awkward."
"Well, it turns out that the attacks on my lands may not have been Teuton raids after all. The priests have been talking about horrible things from the villages. Corpses seen up into horrific shapes and patterns. Sounds like demons to me, or their worshippers. Are you willing to fight such things?"
Ones she calmed down, Allune frowns at Matthias. "You're still not forgiven for hiring a whore." She pouts, as she grabs her clothes. But as she heard her mother's moans once more, Allune shakes her head. "Ugh. Not again." She growled, "Look, you should take your leave now. You still have to wake up before I leave tomorrow." She said with a smile.
Larisa wasn’t one hundred percent sure about standing back up to start undressing in front of Miroslava, but wasn’t going to refuse the help. It would probably be better to have a maid handle it, but for one reason or the other, the woman seemed deadset on getting Larisa to strip in front of her at some point anyway. Larisa didn’t take too much time to start unfastening her dress, placing her glasses down on the counter and finding the band that kept her hair tied together in the messy ponytail it was to let fall loosely past her shoulders. Just by the idle glance of herself in the mirror, she was interested in what the final product would be. Her dress fell to the floor and the coldness of the room forced Larisa to shiver slightly as she stood in her lacy and transparent underwear that hugged at her body. It was obviously more provocative than someone would generally expect from her and being caught wearing such flimsy underwear, made her flush with more embarrassment, but she quickly took the new dress and stood with her back facing Miroslava so she could help reach and adjust around Larisa’s back as she put the dark material on.
Mszczuj look at Eva and nood. " If they are real treat, I will Duke. But I can't do it alone. It would be helpfull if in group was at least few people who knows treat and knows how to fight them. I know how to fight humans and hunt animals but demons... Humans want to live, they can surender ewen if you get captured, who still get a chance to get back. With demons, they attack our souls, our hope for life after death, so they are much more dangrous. "
He kisses her again. "Sure. In fact, since I am your secret lover, maybe I should leave like one." He opens her window, and taking one last look at her, drops out to the street below, leaving Allune alone in the dark, covered in come, with the sound of pleasure coming through the wall.
Allune simply sighed as he left through the window, they were in the second floor of her home after all. He peeked outside to see if he was alright, making sure she wouldn't be seen due to her naked state. And after making sure he was fine, Allune looks for a robe to cover herself with. Before heading to take a bath, hoping her mother would be finished by then.
Miroslava grins. "Yes, he'll be besotted when he sees us." She helps lace up the dress, hands sometimes straying to caress the younger woman's body, before she expertly applies makeup. "You don't need much makeup, you don't really have any flaws to obscure, so we'll just use it to enhance what you already have." She applies a light amount to Larisa's face, leaving her looking much like she did before, just a bit softer and fairer. "All done, my sweet. Tell me, why does a shy girl like you wear such revealing undergarments. Don't tell me the shy thing was just an act?"
"Of course I'm not going to send you alone." The Duke assures him. "I'm sending Sir Boleslaw here, and a friend of mine, Sir Rudolph of Luxembourg. Together your host should be quite large. I've also heard that the Inquisition is coming in force."
Being a rather modern and well equipped house, Allune has access to a bath of her own. Fetching water from a tank attached to her home, she fills the tub and lights the brazier beneath it to warm it up. Soon, it's steaming hot, and she enters, feeling the hot water relax her body, steam rising up to make her feel pleasurably dizzy, as the white fluid covering her body is washed away. After several minutes, she hears the door open, and her mother enters, also wearing a robe over her busty body. "Oh, Lune, I didn't realise you were in here. Take your time, my love, just keep the brazier hot." She goes to leave.
Mszczuj rise his eyebrow and bite mustache. "I didn't excepted Spanish Inquisition here Duke. But I hear about sir Rudolph. He fought on tournament in Saxonia and almost won the hight place, but in last duel he lose to knight Zawisza Black from Garbowa. But what kind of reward we can excepted? " He look around to Eva. "Are coming with us?"
The Duke nods. "Sir Rudolph is a good man and a fine warrior, though he can be a bit tedious when he refuses to shut up about his relatives. As for your reward, that depends on how well you do. How about I make you knight?" Eva nods at Mszczuj. "I'm sworn to Boleslaw. If he's going, then I'm going with him."
"Aahhhn." A relaxed moan escaped her lips, as she dipped herself in the hot water. Allune made sure every part of her was clean, as she didn't know how long their journey would take. And if she'd be able to take a bath during. When her mother entered, Allune figured they were done, as she calls out to her. "Ah, wait! I'm done, you use it." She steps out of the tub, wrapping herself in her robe. "There you go." She said, as she leaves, heading straight to her room. Allune slips into a light dress she uses to sleep in, before finally calling it a night.
Mszczuj want more, but for now it will good enough. Patience, he have to be patience. "Very well sir. When we will beginning our task and where we will started?" He question and whisper to Eva. "Thank you. '
'I will do so then,' Angelo nodded, 'I will have a word with the Inquisitor. Want to come with me?' If Volenca agreed to accompany Angelo, they both went to Marguerite's tent. Otherwise, he went alone.
Ophelia took a look at the spacious room she had been given and nodded. “Yes, the room is fine.” She reassured the maid and turned to face her. “Your mistress invited us to dinner, so I need to change into something more appropriate. Help me put on my dress.” She requested. “By the way, what's your name, girl?” She added a moment later as she quickly checked out the pretty girl. (Sorry, something came up so I've been busy. I likely won't be able to actively participate for at least a few more hours.)
While still having difficulty knowing how to deal with the older woman’s attention, she had to do her best not to fidget too much at being asked about her choice in underwear. “...just...like it.” She couldn’t really give a good enough answer about it. It’s not like she was ever in a position where people would notice it, but she had to think about the choice to begin with and the fact Miroslava seemed to think she might in fact be a slut...which Larisa wondered if she could argue about even if she still hadn’t actually did anything. “I still like the same stuff other people do...just never really happened....”
"Boleslaw will give you the details. For now, enjoy yourself." He turns back to Boleslaw, before turning again, clearly remembering something. "Oh, and find my quartermaster, and give him this." He scribbles out a note, drips wax onto it and stamps it with his signet ring. "The ransoms might take a while, but you've earned an advance. 500 grozsy. My quartermaster is in the bailey, I think. Take it to him, and he'll pay you."
