Thread: The bodyguard (Bound To Pleasure/Flassche)

Lance chuckled loudly as a tear ran down his left cheek. He had to steady himself for a second before he looked at the young warrior. The young woman was polite and caring, an unusual trait in a warrior. One might even say I am an old man. He spoke softly, hoping the voice was calm and did not carry any mirth. You are a brave woman, no doubt a fine warrior. I have no doubt you have killed before and dealt with it in your own way. You use your blade in a graceful dance of war. You pick your enemies carefully and strike for clean and quick deaths. He waited for the womans reply before he sighed. According to the history books, the last time one of mykind, Orfulff, was used, was 283 years ago. A large army had risen in the south and threatened to engulf our kingdom. The war had lasted 2 whole years, half our warriors were put to the sword. Orgulff was brought in at a decisive battle. What our whole kingdom could not do in two years, he did in fifteen minutes. Two armies and a whole city were whipped out from existence in a cleansing fire. The records say around fifteen thousand men and women died that day, no doubt children where among them. Standing up Lance went towards the Royal Bath. You are a sword, one that needs maintenance to remain sharp enough for the cut. My father and I are simply siege weapons, feed and shelter us and point us where you want us to fire. I cannot have human kindness or fun, for I carry a burden not meant for humans, full scale destruction. He opened the door and made his way over towards the bath. We will speak of this another time. I want my bath in fifteen minutes. Send one of the maids to grab my garments for the night. -Fifteen minutes later.- Lance was busy in lowering his form in the water, just as his warden came into the room. His other servant had her eyelids closed, as she poured more hot water in the bath, her hands making delicate movements, born out of years of long practice. The large tub was four by four meters wide, cut down into the stone floor. Lance lowered himself in the water as he found a small stone ledge he could rest his body on. The water was warm, steam already forming in the chamber. His maid had already tested the water for poison and rubbed the tonic on her bare skin, before pouring it in the bath. The tonic she had poured in there was a silvery concoction that smelled of lavender and roses. It formed a thick foamy layer on the waters surface, blocking any view. The prince inhaled the scent as he closed his eyelids. He did not know why, yet the tonic always made him relaxed, if not drowsy. His warden would be the only one who was permitted in the room with him once he bathed, so his maid rushing out of the room as soon as she heard water moving was no surprise. Thank you maiden He whispered as she made a last curtsy before shutting the door behind her. Lance did not know if his warden had seen his exposed skin before he submersed himself in the water. His frame was marble stone carved into a human frame, the only way to describe him. He was not pale of skin, simply a different white. He was devoid of any excess hair, his body strangely too symmetrical. He resembled a young male, mid puberty, yet at the same time a fully grown man in his prime. It was as if his body was still deciding between youthful graces or handsomely mature. His family bred only with strong genetic families, making sure each woman was highly intelligent, sharp and possessed excellent physical traits. I am prepared. Dont worry about fumbling around on your first time. I understand this is not the common skillset of a warrior. Youll learn in time and forget the thoughts wrapped around this act. Now, tell me some of your battles and skirmishes while I bath. Lance grinned as he knew the orders would make this a fun experience. The warrior would bathe the young prince as the letter ordered her, not realizing how unusual the bathing process would be. Yet the command to feel attracted to the prince would no doubt make this very, verydifficult for the woman.