Ivyari walk to them slowly. "Hey warriors. I'm sorry for your loss, it was tragedy." She said to show compassion to them. "could you tell me something about Rome who defeat your comander?"
The men nodded appreciatively, and one of them hands Ivyari a bottle with wine. "Their commander was dead - instead some senatorial whelp was leading the men, protecting the traitor bitch we were sent after. Kaeso challenge the man to a duel... and the damn whelp won - pure luck, I say. There were so many moments he should have lost, it's just-" The man stopped and shook his head. Then he took another sip of his drink.
"Nearly." She strokes Anai's thigh. "We had a problem with some of the workers trying to escape and sell information about the tunnel, but they're dealt with now. It's slowed our progress, though."
"She's headed into the city." He shakes his head. "I've sent her to guide one of the soldiers into the palace, to offer your sister a deal." He studies Aphrodite's face, to see her reaction when he mentions her sister.
Ivyari accept the wine and drink the gulp. " I understand. Gods of war and fortune are realy malicious in the battle. " She said and make a mental note to prepare sacrifice for Gods in evening. "How these men look like? Did he tell his name?"
"As long as it's finished..." Anai rolled over and was crouching over Taia. "We might not even need it if things go well." She leaned in and kissed the younger woman.
"Ah, I see." At the mention of Taia, there was anger, then dismissiveness. She quickly regained composure and purred Quintus more wine, her body touching his. "It's just, I thought you would play with her after that priestess had her fun with her."
"The gods are fickle, that's what they are." The men grunted. "That means tomorrow, it will be our victory!" Another laughed and raised his glass in a toast. "His name?" The man frowned, "I don't remember, no."
Ivyari laught and rise toast too. "Too bad that you don't remember his name. But maybe you can tell me how look like his face? I want to know where put my arrow in the next battle." She said and look at the walls.
Taia's lips meet Anai's, her fingers sliding up the older woman's thighs to caress her clit. "My father will soon be dead, and we'll rule this city as we always have." She kisses her mother again, tongue dancing with Anai's.
"Hey..." Pesca reaches out to hold his daughter's hand. "No need to be nervous about Taia. You're my firstborn, after all. You'll always be precious to me." He smiles to her. "As for Maat, what do you mean? The priestess was with her?"
The men laughed, it looked that simple comment raised their spirits. "Aye, that we can do." He smirked as he gave the description of the man.
Anai pressed her body against Taia's, pushing her tight between her daughter's, grinding against her pussy. "You will make a wonderful governor." She chuckled as she leaned in and started deeply kissing the woman.
"Thank you men, stay strong and avenge your comander in the next battle." She said and leave them, keeping in mind how this men look like. She decided find Korina and ask her for few lessons in fight.
"Yes, but are you not now trying to woo her?" She asked then shook her head and smiled at his words. "I'm sorry, it's just that you are so passionate about that city..." She shook her head again. "The Egyptian? She and Flavia had some conversation. I didn't hear it, but later both women fucked quite passionately..." she bit her lip and sat on his lap. "Do you want me too tell you how it looked like?" She asked, her voice husky.
Ivyari walk to them slowly and quiet, wanted to hear about what they are talking and not interupt them.
"Heh, you're not that old yet, mother." Taia giggles, before passionately kissing Anai, enthusiastically rubbing her pussy against the older woman's.
"I'm passionate to finish the job and get vengeance for my men. I'll make a deal with Taia to do that, but she'll never mean as much to me as you, my dear." Pesca chuckles as she sits on his lap. "I think I can imagine what it looked like, daughter. Still..." His expression turns sour. "I wonder what that priestess is up to."
Aulus followed Maat, trying not to catch glimpses of her bum in the moonlight, 'There is a secret tunnel? I assume it is guarded?'
