Morwenna swears in gaelic, tearing open the sleeve of her robe to cast a healing spell on the gash there. "Idiot bowman. What about you?"
He nods. "I'd love to, but don't want to intrude." He grins. "I don't want to forget my place in front of a noble lady like yourself." As they...
Her body squeezes around the demon's cock, as it hammers inside her at a furious pace. Feeling herself brought to another orgasm, her head rocks...
As she does it, the young squire holds onto her waist. He speaks again, smiling, though she has trouble understanding. He says something about...
He wakes before dawn, the blue light of the premorning sun coming through the window, illuminating Marguerite as she puts on her armour. Having...
Darius nods. "I'll head out to tell the bailiff." He leaves her house, walking towards the rotuse, the town hall.
The imp kisses her, elongated tongue dancing with hers, as it thrusts forwards, its large member, far too large for its small body, entering her,...
The bandit doesn't hear her approach until it's too late, her sword piercing through the gaps in his armour and impaling him. He falls over, dead,...
"I would be, as well." She nestles against him, settling down.
She kisses him. "Not a compliment. If you weren't good looking, you'd be outside, freezing your ass off in a tent."
He puts a hand to his chin. "Black armour and a crimson cross? The knights hospitallier wears black armour with a white cross, but I've never...
She sees three left, one with a broken poleaxe, lying on the ground after being knocked down by the moustached man's horse, one swinging a poleaxe...
"Travel is so tedious without some entertainment to liven things up." She grins, before shaking her head. "Sometimes, but not usually. I usually...
Larisa quickly falls asleep, drifting off. Several hours later, her eyes flutter open, prompted by a noise. In the darkness, she spots a shape....
He scoffs. "My men are perfectly capable." He murmurs something under his breath, before standing. "Look, this knight, you said he was armoured...
Morwenna throws herself to the ground as the fire bursts out, impossibly hot, melting the man's armour until it fuses with his skin, killing him...
"Alright, then. Be safe." He looks like he's going to say something else, but goes back to his tent.
"The tent isn't so bad. My men are discreet, don't worry."
"Fair enough, though next time, perhaps take them? It is what they're here for."
She kisses back. "Well, it's a long way to the baltic. There's time to do plenty more of it until it feels mundane."
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