Thread: Burgeoning Dreams of Steam and Magic [-:IronicallyHaru:-]

And I always love making you blush. I love how it colors your cheeks and neck, the tops of your breasts. You're at your most beautiful when you're blushing, especially if you're flushed because we're making love. Nevyn told his sweet sister, and the look of adoration in his eyes matched her own. Kissng her softly he said, I will see you later tonight my Princess. he said, and would watch her go back to work. A few quiet questions of other Guards told Nevyn where the Prince and Princess were, for though they were discreet he'd seen how they spent time together and it reflected very closely to how he viewed his Bell. Nevyn was never one to judge and he waited close to the room of Princess Ravness. The Royal Guard were to have a stiff presence at the fete tonight and he knew that he would need to change into his armor, thogh the circulation of duties had shown him to be assigned to Prince Stafgrimr for the evening. Best to meet with the Prince as soon as possible. Staf had rolled to his side as his sieter bounced out of bed, admiring her lovely form as she asked about Nevyn. That is what I heard, though I have yet to see it myself. Though if he is as cunning as they say then he would deny it to father and mother as they'd have had him killed. Staf admitted. He knew that his parents, their parents, often did things for the benefit of the Kingdom that he would not agree with, but it was always for the betterment of the future. Or so they would say. In it for him? Freedom, I suppose, the same as it would be for us. Away from this place for one. Once free of this place and beyond our borders I would say that it is only fair that we give him his freedom, right? He might not even be willing to help. We just need to talk to him. Staf said, and slowly got out of bed to get dressed as well. They had to prepare for the feast. I am going to go and bathe before the celebration. At least try to make myself presentable. Besides, if I get cleaned up it makes it all the more fun for you to dirty me again. Staf said with a grin. Catching his sister in his arms he kissed her one last time before departing. Out in the hallway Staf was a little surprised to see Nevyn, the very subject that he and his sister had been discussing. Immediately the Guard spoke. Nevyn brought himself to attention once the door to the room opened, having stayed a healthy distance away and yet still aware of what would go on there. color8347FFI have been assigned to you tonight Your Royal Highness. color Nevyn said by way of explanation. Though speaking those words were not easy for the man, Nevyn often simply thought of it as if he was visiting here on some diplomatic assignment, which would demand such honorifics from him regardless of his own station. It simply made things easier to swallow. That is very good! As a matter of fact, there is an issue that my sister and I would like to discuss with you later. Staf told the Guard and would begin to walk back to his own room. Nevyn merely nodded and fell silent. Back at his room Staf bathed and changed, giving enough time for Nevyn to do the same in his own quarters, the Rpyal Guard donning his armor, and soon Staf met with his sister and her own Royal Guard that had been assigned for the night, Callista . The Royal Guard were mostly comprised of those who had been conquered, their own weapons and armor allowed to be kept in exchange for their fealty. And their lives. Callista was a fierce warrior from far to the East, and at nearly seven feet in height she towered over most men. Callista still carried herself with an air of superiority, and had not actually been defeated in combat herself, and had only surrendered when her Queen had been taken. So it was that Nevyn and Callista accompanied their wards to the fete, the both of them staying close to their charges, eyes keen for anything amiss.