Update and a little something extra
Moaning lake part 2 has been up for a few days over on Literotica for those interested.
This week I saw a picture that’s had a story forming in my head and it’s been so distracting I’ve made nowhere near the progress on Centuri I’ve wanted to make. I have to put this distraction aside to get the next part of Centuri done but i intend to finish it.
While I work on my end please help yourselves to the rough draft of the story’s beginning. I have so much more written of this…
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The party was the talk of the realm, lords and ladies from all over were arriving dressed in their finest, sons and daughters in tow dressed to impress, the sons hoped to be taken as squires for their liege lord, the daughters hoping to impress enough to be something else.
Evie huffed and straightened her gown for the tenth time, she hated sitting down in it, it was a beautiful dress of spun gold thread with thin silver chains studded with rubies. It was her favorite, an outfit that would impress a king as long as she was the one wearing it. Her parents sat across from her in the coach. Her full curly black hair fell in thick rings down her back and shoulders, three streaks of golden colored hair fell to right side, her Mother wore a beautiful all white gown that hugged her figure like a second skin and showed off plenty of her bountiful assets her hair had silvered early and she wore it in a single grand braid that fell to her knees. Her father wore his finest dark green silk robes, his powerful build apparent even underneath the layers. His ceremonial sword sat in its holder, ready to be retrieved and slid onto his hip the moment he stepped out.
“Stop fussing with that dear. It won’t do any good in the coach, straighten it when we arrive, then it’ll keep and you’ll look far and away more striking than any other woman.” Her mother said.
“Any other woman except yourself my love.” Her father chimed in with his deep voice, he was always quick to add compliments to anything his wife said, he always said he was “earning points” with her and a military man needed as many as he could get. His wife’s reply was to smile and giggle before kissing him quickly on the lips, just a peck for now, always with the promise in her eyes of more later.
Their family coach was covered, like most in the north, the cold night air was kept at bay by the thick padding and fine heavy fur overcoats they all wore. Evie’s dyed red, mother and fathers each dyed the same dark green as fathers robes, couples must present a united front in all things, they’d made it a point to teach Evie. Father would say everything is a battle and in battle you always want strong and trustworthy comrades beside you, a spouse should be that comrade, with your spouse by your side nothing could stand against you. Mother always supported father and she carried his authority whenever he wasn’t around, anyone who dared question or refuse her faced the terrible storm that was fathers wrath. She envied her parents, shed dreamed of having that kind of relationship, as a wife or even a mistress to someone honorable and powerful enough. Maybe tonight.
The carriage pulled up to the grand keeps entrance, curtains seemingly made of light pulled back to admit them and closed behind them, sealing in the heat of the castle within. Evie remembered the Lord had mages at his command, maybe he knew some magic himself, she was all the more anxious to meet him and make a good impression. As was tradition her father stepped out of the carriage first, holding a hand up to help her mother then Evie herself, their accompanying footman retrieved her father’s sword and he clipped it on to his belt.
“Now remember dear.” Her mother started as servants came to take their coats. “Every eligible young woman in the realm will be here hoping to impress the young lord. Trust me when I say nights like these can be difficult, even your best friends will be vicious little animals, stopping at nothing to keep you from getting what you want.” Evie had heard this all before twice yesterday.
“Then I guess I better be bold.” She said as the servant reached her and pulled off her coat exposing her perfectly spherical watermelon sized breasts. Like her mother Evie’s dress only covered from her hips down. Her mother decorated her nipples with golden caps topped with emeralds but Evie left her nipples bare, better for her presentation.