The men get to work digging a pit, as Agorix shrugs. Heading to the Egyptians, Aulus sees that they're still reluctant to abandon Pesca, but they accept the young man's logic. "Your face..." Aphrodite, the daughter, points to where the sentry scratched Aulus. "Please, come here, let me deal with that, or it might scar badly." She begins to take alcohol and bandages from one of the soldier's packs. Somewhere behind Aulus, Agorix chuckles. "Yeah, we wouldn't want that pretty face of yours marred."
'Scratched by a guard wouldn't be as grand as scratched by a lion, though, if I ever had to explain the scars,' Aulus chuckled, sitting down and holding still while the girl helped him. He looked at Pesca's daughter, looking at her pretty brown eyes. 'So you're Aphrodite? I hope we arrived quick enough before Andros or his men could lay hand on you and your mother,' Aulus smiled.
She gives a sweet sounding giggle in return, eyes looking back at his. "Well, if you want to go with the lion story, I promise not to tell anyone." She dabs some alcohol onto a bandage, causing a sharp pain when she presses it against his scratched cheek. "You got there just in time. Andros wanted to see his prized gladiatrixes fight, before we 'went to bed', as he put it." She begins to dab his other cheek with the high proof alcohol.
"I see..." Anai said as she entered the baths, with Yasca already waiting there. She entered the baths. "Call the Amazon chieftess for a meeting." She ordered one of her maids. She then turned to her assassin. "What do you think? Should I have sent Yasca there as well?"
The maid bows her head respectfully, and heads off. Yasca looks at Anai in apprehension, waiting to see what the governor will do. Hashiyum shakes her head. "I can't say, ma'am. I follow orders, I don't give them. I will say that she wouldn't add much if she was there. Even with her beauty, she would have just been another piece of meat. Keeping her alive and in your service, she might prove unexpectedly useful.
'That's good, he'll have to make due with his gladiators,' Aulus winced a little from the pain, 'Are you alright apart from that? The general sent me to the medicus' tent to find you.'
She backs off a little when he winces, eyes bright with empathy, but keeps at it, the pain necessary for the healing. "I, uh, was in the medical tent for a...prior incident." There's an uncomfortable silence, and the younger and older women share a brief look, before Aphrodite turns back to Aulus with a bright smile. "I'm fine now, though. Fully recovered."
"Yes! I shall!" Flavia said as she looked at Quintus with gratidute. She gasped, as suddenly Maat grabbed her by the hair. "Is that how you swear loyalty?" She wondered, then turned to look at Quintus. "General, do you want to fuck that whore before or after your legion had a go at her. She might not be usable later..." The woman smirked.
Anai smirked hearing the opinion of her assassin. Keeping the lass and allowing her family to escape, was looking more and more like a sound investment. "Aren't you glad Yasca?" She looked at the MILF "You were deemed to be just another piece of meat, a pussy and tits, a pretty face among pretty faces, that would make no difference." Anai smirked. "Come to think of it, you deserve a reward, Hashiyum. Yasca. Strip and crawl to my servant. Hashiyum, you can use her as you desire." She waved at the toys laying in the corner. "But should she dissatisfy you, you have my permission to throw her to the festivities."
'Good,' Aulus nodded, bearing the pain, 'Thanks, you're really gentle. Ever thought about becoming a medicus assistant?' He looked to the mother while Aphrodite took care of him, 'What is your name? I don't think the general mentioned it to me.'
"Take her with us. Most of my officers, I can trust to be loyal, but those on the fence might be swayed to my side by the body of a priestess."
"You honour me, mistress." Hashiyum inclines her head towards Anai. Yasca, the discussion perhaps having reiterated her precarious position, obediently strips what little clothing she has, and moves to begin licking between Hashiyum's legs.
"Aren't you glad? You get to be a holy whore." Maat chuckled as she squeezed the breast of the MILFy woman, making her moan. "What a nice switch of positions, you and I." She said to Flavia. "I will be sure to use... whatever is left of you." Still holding the woman by the hair, she turned to the general. "Your orders?"
"I, uh, no." She shakes her head. "You think I could do it?" The mother looks evenly at Aulus. "He didn't? I see. I am Ouei."
"First, I'll go out, dressed as a common soldier, to gain information." He pulls on the tunic of a hastati, and the helmet, from a bundle of clothes removed from dead soldiers. "Once I know what's what, I'll visit my officers one by one to gain their swords."
Anai relaxed in the bathtub, as she observed both of the women. It was quite entertaining, to see Yasca give her all, trying her best to satisfy her assassin. As Hashiyum reached her first orgasm, Anai decided to touch on the subject that was important. "Do you know where the nobles about whom the twins spoke, could have hidden?" She asked.
'With what you're doing right now? Any man would be back on his feet and healthy in no time at all with such care,' Aulus chuckled, looking at the younger one. 'Well met then, Ouei and Aphrodite,' Aulus smiled at them both, 'I'm Aulus Cornelius, we'll be staying here for a good while I think. Maybe sent a scout back to see if the general has taken command again.' He pointed to his men, 'We'll keep you save. My men are mostly well-behaved and I think they respect the general enough not to try to coerce his mistress or his daughter to "reward" them for rescuing you.'
"Very well." Maat said as the general was putting on his new armour. "What are our orders? Should I take that slut to a particular officer? Or can I play with her? Or do you have some other orders?" She asked.
Hashiyum cries out in pleasure. "Ah! I-I... There are secret t-tunnels. It's how I-ah-got into your room." Yasca licks the assassin's pussy with gusto. "T-The high priest said that y-you'd know most of them, but...ah...your ancestor who had them built killed the a-architects and burnt the plans, so no one truly knows all of the t-tunnels and where they l-lead..."
Aphrodite smiles brightly at the praise."You flatter me." As he makes his declaration, Ouei nods silently, while Aphrodite looks up at him and finishes with his face. "Don't worry, I trust you, Aulus."
