Legends of Belariath
Asmondeaus
The Hunters of Tor-Nocturne Part Two
It was with a happy heart that Asmondeaus walked that day. Dressed in his finest black tunic with a blue spider motif on the sleeves he walked up the stairs into the private tower of the lady Valeria. Valeria was one of the highest ranking of Tor-Nocturnes priestess’s and had taken to calling Asmondeaus more and more frequently lately. Their meetings were always for the slaking of mutual lust, even if Asmondeaus did pretend submission.
“Come in.” was the terse reply Asmondeaus received as he knocked on her door. He opened it to reveal Valeria’s crimson silk covered bed complete with a next to nude Valeria. “Asmondeaus, my favorite pet, did your slave hunt go well?”
“It did mistress.” He said as he bent on one knee to address her. He was no slave but a smart soldier knew to show women like Valeria proper respect so he bowed. “The slaves are all back alive save one.”
“Excellent.” Valeria cooed as she bade him to rise. “Then I have another use for you, one you will most enjoy. Your overdressed.” She snapped at him in her most commanding tone. “Strip for me male.”
The knight bowed his head again and rose to remove his tunic and leather pants, making sure to hide the dagger he had stuck in his boo before hand. He didn’t think Valeria meant him harm but he hadn’t lasted this many decades by being foolish, he was always armed. Nude the priestess would be able to see his muscled chest, laced with battle scars. He approached the priestess as she removed her robe and revealed to him her perfectly shaped breast, not to small but not overly large either, a handful likes their owner. His gaze continued down to her bare shaved sex and the mere sight of it made him grow erect.
“You know were I want you.” He snapped again as he lay down on his back so that she could crawl on top of him. He reached his hand between her legs and began to rub her already aching clit.
“Mhmm delicious Asmondeaus. Keep going.” She ordered him. He would massage her clitoris for several minutes before she would lower herself down and impale herself on his waiting cock. With practiced motions she rose and fell on him, her back arching backwards as she rode him. Allowing himself a few liberties in the heat of the moment he reached around to slap her gorgeous ass.
After several hours and several positions she laid down beside him with a wicked yet satisfied grin on her face. “Perfect Asmondeaus.” She told him.” If you were any less of a soldier I’d take you for my slave.”
“No need my Lady.” Replied the knight with formality even in this intimate moment. “I’m yours whenever you desire me.”
“Good.” She said “Because I have a job for you. I have convinced our matron that Xan`que my rival is a traitor that must be watched. Officially the matron is going to be watching her but no tears would be shed if she were to disappear. Make it happen Asmondeaus.” Her tone no longer that beautiful bedroom voice but hard and commanding.
A grin came to the knights face, Xan`que was no favorite of his and he inflicted many of the scars across his back when he was a younger man. The fact that it was an obvious frame job had no bearing on his morals at all. That was how business was done in the Nethergloom. “And my reward for this disappearance?” he asked equally business like
“Besides my pleasure you mean? If you do this I’ll give you’re the status of commander. No more barracks, and did you like the nymph I sent, she’s yours.”
A good offer he thought to himself. “Done.” He said as he stood up from the bed and began to redress. “With your permission then mistress I have planning to do.”
“Go my knight and return with her head.”
And with that he left her tower to return to his barracks, his new slave, and his plans. Murder was afoot in the Nethergloom and that was just how he liked it.
It took Asmondeaus about a week to gather the force he would need to take out Xan`que and her men, one of which he was to replace as commander. He had gotten a hand picked team of soldiers and mercenaries and with the four of them he was confident in his ability to get the job done. First among them was Yavir, a loyal soldier who would believed that Xan`que really was a traitor and was happy to exterminate her, next was Black Fang a wolven raider with an unparallel sense of smell who owed Asmondeaus a debt. The other two members of his raiders were the twins Shala and Akasha, these two women were master thieves, and it was there job to get them into Xanques quarters undetected.