Sarva nestles in between Angelo and Marguerite, the pleasant feeling travelling up the monk's body once again. "I don't know their intentions, but they asked us to join them before they killed my sisters, so they probably mean to do the same with the guardian."
Marguerite nods. "We can't, no. Sarva, do you know where the creature lives?" The young succubus shakes her head. Marguerite then asks "Do you know anyone who does? Like you said, many people pay it for protection." Sarva's silent for a moment. "I-I can't betray her trust. Their trust, I mean their trust." She blabbers, aware she made a mistake.
Allune got a little light headed as she saw Darius' arm get chopped off. "Ugh. Yes. I really am, he's already done enough damage. But, he's still a nobleman from these lands. If you just go and kill him, the other nobles of this country might hunt you down." She replied, hoping Mszczuj would understand. "For now, we just need another day, and we'll be in Trakai."
'You just said Lady Miroslava pays the creature for protection with her body, would be hard to do if she does not know how to find it,' Angelo said, 'The Lady does owe me a favor, so she might be willing to lead us there.'
Mszczuj eyes looking cold like ice, but he just nod to Allune. "Fine, but right after that we will continue our own mission." He go to his men and speak his doubts. "I don't trust it will be justice for murdering sir Bolesław. Just in cause, we will make camp outside the castle not inside. That trial could be ended in not good for us, will be better if we will not cuted off our way out."
Marguerite thinks. "She owes you a favour? Oh, for the thief, right?" She nods. "I didn't want to ask, for fear of offending her, but in that case... Thank you, Sarva." Suddenly, her skin goes red, and she transforms into her succubus visage. "I swear, I'll hunt down those who killed your sisters, as though they were my own." She hugs the girl, who hugs back, and their lips meet.
Dobron blinks. "I-, do you think that they might not find him guilty? All of us saw, and the village, too." Andrzej crosses his arms. "We're foreigners, and they're peasants. The king might prefer to listen to one of his own."
'Well, we can still ask Sarva's friend, but of course, if she would resent you for telling her secret, we won't force you,' Angelo said, before Marguerite turned to her demonic form and kissed Sarva. He looked baffled, 'Sarva, you're taking the fact that an inquisitor is secretly a succubus in disguise far better than I did, when she revealed it to me this morning.'
Sarva giggles. "You helped save me in the forest, and you clearly haven't dobbed Marguerite in. Are you some sort of succubus lover, Angelo?"
Mszczuj nod for Andrzej words. "That is why I cut his hand off. Ewen if they let him go, he will never rise sword. But we still have a chance." He point at Allune companion blonde. "He is noble from this country, so he is our best way to make Darius guilty. So we have to make sure, he will stay safe."
The young monk blushed, 'I didn't know Marguerite was a demon when I met her and came to like her as a person during our travels. She's served just as diligently and frankly more in line with Jesus' teachings than most other Inquisitors I came across since I started this journey.' He chuckled, 'And you? You might be a demon, but no man with a sliver of heart left could hurt you after the scene I found you in.' He smiled at both of them, 'Am I a succubus lover? It seems to have worked out that way, hasn't it? And my name is derived from angel. God does have a sense of humour.'
Ophelia nodded in agreement. “Indeed. As fun as it is to be Miroslava's guests we really should check the rest of the lands – probably starting with Wilno. I mean, that was our original destination...”
@Tjf "Thank you for understanding." Allune said, moving towards Lukas. "Hey, what so you think will happen when we get to Trakai?" She asked in a curious tone, before getting ready to rest.
She had her first real experience with a man’s equipment not too long ago, but being expected to do the same for this beast was a lot to handle. Just from looking at the thickness l, she had to question how that would even fit. Her fingers struggled to properly wrap around it, the rough ridges all being felt against her palms as she gave a few tentative strokes, half in a effort to try and please him before it ran the risk of being inside and half actively unable to mentally convince herself to do that much, only able to get her body to act with the bare minimum, eyes creeping to give him a hesitant glance, clearly trying to force herself to make eye contact and failing.
"Good idea. All right, I'll get our horses ready. You want to leave straight away, or are you going to say farewell to one of your many sweethearts first?" He grins at her, heading to the courtyard.
Lukas shrugs. "Well, they'll let us in, due to the banner those Poles are carrying. After that, I suppose there'll be a trial. It should go your way, if your father is still there. He has the king's ear. After that, well, no more uncle Darius." He sighs. "After that, I suppose your father will be telling you why he wanted to see you."
