A Dangerous captive

[Opensesame54321]

The battle seemed largely one sided. For the most part, Fiona’s people were prepared for the fight. Her people had been well fed. They had slept a good night’s sleep, on dry pallets and under roofs that helped keep out the elements.

The enemy that faced them certainly looked far from rested. Bloodshot eyes and men that appeared covered in mud and insects bites seemed to fight halfheartedly and she expected that the battle would not last for long. However, these men seemed determined to give this fight all that they could summon from inside.

Standing at the head of their people, both she and Darius fought back the men that made an effort to attack. Fiona had been taught at an early age how to fight. Her father, being the mate of the Priestess Perfect, had taught her basic battle techniques and before her Mother had passed, she too had trained Fiona in such things.

There was no way that Fiona was as strong as Darius nor was she as well trained as her new mate. Still, she fought hard to protect her people and herself. At one point in the battle, she and Darius were separated as she rushed to protect a young woman caught outside. The woman’s screams drew Fiona’s attention and she rushed over. With sword in her hand, she gave a warrior’s cry as she ran up to the man clutching the arm of Hetta, a woman that she had grown up with. The young blonde was pretty with a sweet attitude and as a child the two had often played together. Yet now she tugged against the dirty man that gripped her arm as he attempted to drag her away.

The man looked up just in time to see Fiona deftly slice through his wrist with her sword, cleaving his hand from his arm. With spurts of blood the man howled, falling to the ground as he clutched his bleeding appendage to his body.

“Run Hetta, take cover!” She had no time to watch and make sure that the woman did as instructed. Suddenly there was pain in her scalp as someone grabbed her by her long hair. The grip was strong and she fought to use the sword on whoever it was.

“Wolf! I have her! I have her!” The voice that called out to this man named “Wolf” had a strange sound, one not of this land. Of course, since her mother’s death this land had been a gathering place for those not of this land. Whoever it was that held tight to her hair had her at a disadvantage. The man started pulling her backwards and she mentally sent a message to Darius.

’Help, my Love! Help! He has me!’

In her head came the sound of Darius’ roar and the knowledge that he was coming to her aid filled her with strength. Meanwhile she fought the man attempting to drag her away. Her sword was unable to reach him and instead she was only able to wound another of the attackers.

 

[cumnchat]

The conflict was going well with Darius's men and the villagers easily repelling the half hearted attacks from the Wolf and his men. They looked tired and hungry and both Darius and Fiona knew that Fauna had played her part in that. Darius and Fiona fought side by side cutting, thrusting and carving the attackers leaving a bloody trail behind them, then Darius realised that Fiona was no longer by his side, he could not look around for her as he was being attacked on all sides as he was being made the target of a group of men, Surrounded as he was he could not escape being wounded and the blood and sweat ran into his eyes but still he cut an inspirational figure to the whole village. Suddenly he tensed as he heard Fiona calling to him with her telepathic powers,

'Help, my Love! Help! He has me!'

He glanced around with a fury in his heart and saw Fiona some distance away being dragged by her golden locks towards the forest. He knew that if she was taken into the forest he would most likely lose her for ever. The sounds of battle ceased as with a mighty roar he cried out,

"FIONAAAAA!"

In the blink of an eye he was carving a path towards her, his sword flashing with each deadly stroke, severing an arm here a hand there and several of the attackers lost their heads to his fury. Fiona was fighting her captor desperately trying to slow him down so Darius could reach her. He was still ten or more yards away when help came from a completely unexpected source, A young blonde haired woman leapt on the back of the man that held Fiona and dug her fingers into the man's eyes and he roared with pain and let go of Fiona's hair, she was now free and ran him through with her sword just as Darius reached her,

"We both owe that brave young girl a debt of gratitude my love, I doubt that I would have reached you in time."

They were not safe yet as they were separated from the village but Darius and Fiona sandwiched the young girl between them and back to back they fought their way back to safety. The attacks from the forest were now petering out and Wolf was forced to recall his men and seek easier prey elsewhere.

Darius turned to the young girl and asked,

"What is your name girl, it shall become known in legend how you saved the life and virtue of the Priestess Perfect."

The young girl blushed and curtseyed "Hetta, my Lord Darius."

"Well, Hetta as a reward for your bravery, with Fiona's permission I shall make you her personal maid, would you like that?"

"Oh yes my Lord, very much, thank you."

He turned to Fiona with a smile,

"I hope I have not overstepped my authority and the appointment pleases you."

He snaked an arm around Fiona's waist and hoisted her up over his shoulder again.

"We have had our mating time together cut short again, we have no time to lose."

To the cheers of the whole village he carried her back to their hut.

 

[Opensesame54321]

The inside of the hut was cool and calming as they entered once more its dim interior. The strength of Darius excited her. This was her mate, a brave warrior that had helped protect the village with the aid of his men. She felt certain that she carried his child already and as such that would give her a power bestowed upon her by the gods.

He held her for a moment, her tunic had slowly ridden up with his movements so that in the darkness of the hut his hand now rested on her bare ass. She smiled. Soon she would need to teach him the ceremony that they would perform tonight.

His muscles moved beneath her. As if she were a feather in the wind, he slowly slid her down along his body. His manhood brushed against her legs as her tunic slid up her body. As he set her down, her bare feet touching the hard packed earth, his large hands lifted the tunic over her head. Grinning, she stood nude before.

“Mate, my mate. Your strength has saved our village. It is my hope that this is over though the gods tell me that there are always those that want that which is not theirs. Now fill me full of your potent seed. And then
I will teach you that which is to come tonight.”

Her fingers sought his strength beneath his tunic, feeling its throbbing in her hands. She smiled at him and waited for him to once more spear her sex.

 

[cumnchat]

When in the cool of their hut Darius slid Fiona off his shoulder letting her body slide slowly down his, Underneath her tunic he could feel her breasts pressed to him, soft yet firm they were pillows pressed against him and he growled hungrily deep in his throat, he had always found that after a hard fought battle the best way to relax was with a willing woman and by his gods and Fiona's, she was willing.

His hand rested on the curve of her bare ass and he smiled to himself as he caressed the smooth silkiness of her flesh. His manhood stood proud and erect brushing her thighs as he set her down and lifting the hem of her skirt, he could feel the heat of her willing eager sex emanating from her and her intoxicating aroma of arousal.

No words were necessary as he lifted the tunic over her head and uplifted arms, he tossed the garment away and gazed in wonder at his mate., her head held up proud and smiling at him, long golden tresses flowing down her back, her body glowed a soft golden colour and there was a sheen of sweat from her exertions on the field of battle where she had acquitted herself with courage and skill. Her breasts stood high and proud with her nipples twin peaks of desire.

'Mate, my mate. Your strength has saved our village. It is my hope that this is over though the gods tell me that there are always those that want that which is not theirs. Now fill me full of your potent seed. And then
I will teach you that which is to come tonight.'

"You do not say that others including yourself also fought hard and well, Wolf was well beaten and will not return for some time but we must continue to build bigger and better defences and train everyone how to fight, women included.
We have spoken of the battle now let us speak of that which is closest to my heart, you ask for my seed to fill you and that task I will gladly perform, You say that you need to teach me what I must do tonight, I thought that it was demonstration to village of our mating, I don't think I need any instruction in that."

As he spoke Fiona's hands held his throbbing spear in her hand and gently stroked it pulling him closer to her. Wasting no time he put one hand behind her thigh and lifted up her leg and wound it around one of his tree trunk thick thighs so she was open and balanced then he speared her slowly opening the soft wet lips of her sex and entered her in one long slow thrust until he was buried deep inside her. He pumped and thrust in and out of her deliriously happy with the sensation of her gripping and releasing his manhood until he could hold his creamy seed back no longer and he gave a loud primeval grunt and shout as he filled her.

"AAARGHH, YES, YES, MY LOVE"

 

[Opensesame54321]

A smile came to her lips at his words. Her tell him how to mate? She would never presume. She was about to explain better but at the moment she was too caught up in sex with her mate.

And then he speared her, all while they stood in the cool darkness of their hut. She held tight to him as he stood, standing tall like the trees of the forest that reach into the sky. His manhood was so large, and her sex stretched to accept him, as his huge hands pushed and pulled her back and forth on his weapon. Already her body knew to grip it, wanting the seed that it tried to milk from him. Her bare breast pressed against his chest, the hair there tickling them.

She felt him swell as there was a groan, and as his seed shot into her womb, he shouted with a roar.

AAARGHH, YES, YES, MY LOVE

He sealed it with a kiss, one white hot as he remained buried deep with her. Her senses reeled, so potent was this mating and with what seemed to be no effort he picked her up by her bare bottom. His hands easily spread across her ass, splayed fingers meeting in the cleft that divide the two cheeks. Her womanhood gripped his spear tight, unwilling to release it as he carried her across to hut and gently reclined himself with her still attached.

Now she was astride him, and she smiled down at him as he looked up at her, pleased with himself. As she spoke, his hands busied themselves with her breast, massaging them with broad fingers or playing with the nipples that topped them.

“You need no directions on how to make love, or mate. You have taught me so much already. No, there is a ceremony that we must do, and that is what I must teach you.”

She leaned over and kissed him before sitting upright again, giving him once more access to her breast.

“At the time of the ceremony, which is at high moon, you are to be dressed as normal. I will be without clothes. You see the white sheet over there that we used to catch my blood from the breaking of my maidenhood seal?” She pointed over to a rather large white cloth splashed with some red blood that had darkened. It was folded over to one side.

“You open that up and drape it over my bottom before carrying me to where the fires are lit around the ceremonial platform. All adults will be waiting the making of the Priestess Perfect. At the platform, remove the cloth and lay me on the alter. There will be leather straps at each corner to tie my hands and feet. Then you take the bloody cloth and burn it in the fire, remove your clothes and announce I, YOUR NEW PRIEST, BRINGS YOU FIONA, THE PRIESTESS PERFECT! And then you take me before the village. And if I am already with child, dark storm clouds gather and signal their approval with lightening.”

She kissed him again. “All the women will be envious when they see the potent weapon that you will spear me with And all the men will measure their perfection to yours.”

She moved her hips as if to entice him for more. “Do you need to save yourself for tonight?” She had heard horror stories of several Priests unable to complete the ceremony, with from fatigue or embarrassment. The reign of that Priest and Priestess was unusually short.

 

[cumnchat]

Darius shouted his pleasure as his seed filled Fiona's pussy and he clasped her tiny frame to him and still embedded inside her he walked over to the pallet they shared and lay down with Fiona atop him, speared like a fish. Her breasts hung down tantalising him with their swaying to and fro. They smiled at each other both wanting this to continue but Darius contented himself with her soft creamy breasts and hard aroused nipples, he knew how much this pleased her and she clenched on his manhood again to drain him. Yes he was confident he knew how to mate, had he not mated with her many times already? He was curious as to what was expected of him, now she explained,

'You need no directions on how to make love, or mate. You have taught me so much already. No, there is a ceremony that we must do, and that is what I must teach you. At the time of the ceremony, which is at high moon, you are to be dressed as normal. I will be without clothes. You see the white sheet over there that we used to catch my blood from the breaking of my maidenhood seal?

She pointed over to a rather large white cloth splashed with some red blood that had darkened. It was folded over to one side.

You open that up and drape it over my bottom before carrying me to where the fires are lit around the ceremonial platform. All adults will be waiting the making of the Priestess Perfect. At the platform, remove the cloth and lay me on the alter. There will be leather straps at each corner to tie my hands and feet. Then you take the bloody cloth and burn it in the fire, remove your clothes and announce I, YOUR NEW PRIEST, BRINGS YOU FIONA, THE PRIESTESS PERFECT! And then you take me before the village. And if I am already with child, dark storm clouds gather and signal their approval with lightening.”

Darius noodded his understanding although he would have preferred to just demonstrate his prowess to the villagers without the ceremony. Fiona leaned down and kissed him again and he preened with pride when she mentioned his manhood,

'All the women will be envious when they see the potent weapon that you will spear me with And all the men will measure their perfection to yours.'

Darius chuckled at that and said, "I am proud of what I was blessed with and I thank your gods for sending you to me, only those men who are besotted with their own woman will not be envious of me tonight."

The motion of her hips reminded him that she was still impaled on his rigid pole and was clearly in a mood to be taken yet again.

'Do you need to save yourself for tonight?' Fiona asked teasingly,

"Why do you ask? Do you doubt my stamina, I assure you not one of the villagers will have seen a more vigorous making of their Priestess Perfect."

He suddenly bucked his hips upwards and Fiona was almost jolted from her position straddling him but then she came crashing down again and his rod was hard and unbending as it plowed her churning channels, Darius bouncing her up and down, her breasts bouncing and swaying with her golden hair swirling around her head. Then it was over and Darius left her wanting as he said,

"Until the moon is high my love."

 

[Opensesame54321]

The air was filled with excitement and tension as the full moon lifted itself above the trees, shining down upon the villager safe within the walls that had so recently repelled the attack. Everyone was looking forward to the ceremony for it had been too many years since they had had a Priestess Perfect.

Not that they did not like the present Priest - Fiona’s Father. But his connection with the gods was not as strong as a Priestess Perfect and if she should already be with child, then that would help prove the potency of this mate of Fiona and would increase her power.

Fiona’s Father was ready to step down. It would be nice to let others shoulder the burden. And tonight he felt his years, and missed his dead mate even more. He checked to make sure that the leather ties were in place and the torches were all lit. As he noted the moon climbing up high in the heavens, the last of the adults arrived to gather around the ceremonial platform. There was a space left in those gathered so that Darius could make his way to the alter.

Meanwhile several of the woman had taken care to make themselves attractive. Should Fiona prove to be already with child, they too hoped to catch the eye of one of the men. Getting themselves with child on the night of this ceremony would ensure a special blessing upon that child.

Fiona stood in the hut, her nude body seeming to glow in the dim light. She looked at Darius, his large figure looking threatening though he wore no armor, nor carried a weapon. She was proud of her mate, and when they saw him in all his splendor, they would be pleased with their new priest.

Off in the distance she heard the faint heartbeat of drums and could feel the excitement of the gathered. Smiling, she turned to Darius and grabbed hold of his braided beard, pulling him down to give her one last kiss.

“I have told you what we have to do. Once we leave this hut I cannot speak. Of course, I may cry out but... You remember what you must say?”

He chuckled and rolled his eyes before picking her up and easily throwing her over his shoulder.

“Don’t forget the...” Before she could finish Darius threw the white sheet stained with her virginal blood over her ass and quickly strode out the hut.

Cool night air brushed against her bare skin not covered by the sheet. The beating sound was louder as they headed towards the center of the village. And she could make out the sounds of voices that seemed to hush as they came into view. Her only view was of the ground and the back of her mate’s tunic.

 

[cumnchat]

Darius could feel the tension and expectancy rising as the moon began to peep over the trees of the forest and send silvery beams to light up the area where the ceremony was due to take place. Knowing the importance of the ceremony he had taken extra care in preparing himself, he had bathed and washed every part of his body and then lightly rubbing in oil scented with mint from from the herb garden, he had braided his short beard and tied it with a scarlet ribbon. His tunic was a dark blue and fell almost to his knees, he considered wearing leggings but discarded the idea as he wanted to show the people of the village his strong muscular legs so he wore just the woollen tunic and a pair of sandals. He preened himself as he knew he looked and felt magnificent, he was ready to entertain the village with a mating the likes of which they had never seen before.

They stood in the hut together gathering their thoughts, Fiona looked quite beautiful, her body glowing, standing tall, proud and naked, her breasts rose and fell as she breathed in the atmosphere. The drums began beating a steady rhythm, softly at first then increasing in volume then falling away again. They stood side by side when Fiona turned to him and pulled on his beard to bring his head down to her and kissed him with all the love she had for him.

For the third or fourth time she asked him,

'I have told you what we have to do. Once we leave this hut I cannot speak. Of course, I may cry out but... You remember what you must say?'

Darius rolled his eyes and chuckled as he swung Fiona up and over his shoulder her pale white rear looking to the sky.
I know what I am to do, I
'Don’t forget the..' she began, but Darius hadn't forgotten, he picked up the white sheet stained with Fiona's virginal blood and draped it over her backside, leaving one hand underneath it to seek out her sex on the way to the altar and ensure she was slick and wet for him when he entered her.

Darius strode purposefully towards the altar with Fiona slung over his shoulder her long blonde hair hung down over her head almost reaching the ground, out of sight under the sheet Darius's fingers were busy with Fiona's weeping sex. As he drew close and passed among the gathered throng the drumbeat increased in speed and volume until no one could be heard.

When they reached the altar the drums ceased and Darius carefully lifted Fiona off his shoulder and stood her upright brushing her hair from off her face and smiling at her as if to say, 'I know what I have to do, I will not disappoint you.'

Darius removed the sheet from Fiona and turned her round in a complete circle so everyone could see just how perfect she was, then he scooped her up in his arms and laid her down on the cold stone altar, Fiona shivered a little but Darius smiled mischievously as he was binding her hands and feet and muttered so no one else could hear "Don't worry I will warm you up very soon."

He then took the bloodstained sheet and threw it into the fire, the flames licked around it as if inspecting it then they devoured it in an instant in a cloud of green smoke. Fiona's father spoke,

"For those who have not seen a mating ceremony before, green smoke signifies that it was a virgin's blood on the sheet, we can continue."

Darius nodded, he was slightly put out that Fiona's father had interrupted when there was no need but he said nothing and just pulled his tunic over his head and stood naked before the whole village his manhood jutted out in front of him and swayed as he turned a full circle. A murmur rippled among the gathered villagers and two of the younger women fainted while others tried to hide their lustful feelings.

Darius held his arms above his head and in a booming voice he announced.

"I, YOUR NEW PRIEST, BRINGS YOU FIONA, THE PRIESTESS PERFECT!"

He turned towards Fiona who had lifted her head to try and see what was happening. However instead of taking her immediately as everyone expected he bent his head between her widespread legs and using his exceptionally long tongue he licked the length of her weeping slit and wrapped the tip around her swollen bud. He heard Fiona's moans as he aroused to fever pitch and she lifted her hips and her inflamed sex to his lips.

Darius took his time, teasing Fiona so she was writhing with need on the altar before he crouched between her legs and slid his manhood inside Fiona's hot wet treasure. What ensued next even took Darius by surprise although Fiona had warned him it might happen.

Dark clouds rolled in and there was mighty clap of thunder the seemed to shake the very earth they were standing on then the sky was lit up with a lightning flash that shot to earth in three separate strikes.

Darius wondered and paused and asked Fiona quietly,

"Three lightning strikes, does that mean what I think it does?"

 

[Opensesame54321]

Laying nude on the cold stone alter, a shiver ran through Fiona. Darius apparently noticed it and, speaking so low that she almost thought that the words had not been spoken but rather thought, told her Don't worry I will warm you up very soon.

A spark briefly rose as the virginal cloth burned in the crackling fire, sending up the green smoke. This was her proof that she had not been sullied when Darius kidnapped her.

Upon seeing the mighty sword that had taken his daughter’s purity, Eric could well understand the blood that stained her mating cloth and was proud of Fiona’s choice. He noticed that several of the maidens paled before they collapsed as they notice the large manhood that the new priest had. Even with his dimming powers Eric could see the potency that gathered around this man. Surely already his daughter, the new Priestess Perfect, carried within her womb a child, the hope for their village. They soon would know.

The energy of the gathered villagers rose now that Darius had bared himself to them. The power around him fairly crackled as they saw his sword and Fiona felt excitement at the ceremony to come.

Laying there looking up into the night sky, there was not a cloud overhead to obscure the moon and her bright court of stars. Yet, she felt positive that she already carried Darius’ child within her womb.

I, YOUR NEW PRIEST, BRINGS YOU FIONA, THE PRIESTESS PERFECT!

She watched him position himself between her legs spread apart. She could not see him well from the way that she was bound but she recognized his tongue on her sex as he worked his magic on her. Soon he had her thrashing about aching for him to mate with her. A moan escaped her lips before he slid his sword into her sheath. Looking into his eyes, there was a glow around him though he appeared to not notice it. As their hips moved in time to their heartbeats, the crowd grew still as they watched in awe.

Overhead the moon and stars disappeared, obliterated by the dark clouds that suddenly filled the sky. Darius continued to pump into her as the villagers stood watching and waiting.

As if the very air had been torn asunder, there was an ear splitting clap of thunder and those gathered save the two busy coupling on the dais jumped, looking to the skies. Time seemed to slow down as she watched the god’s announcement. Lightening shot across the sky, followed by another, and then a third, all so close together at to almost appear one strike. A gasp and then a cheer rose up from the assembled and Darius paused still buried deep within her, and asked, Three lightning strikes, does that mean what I think it does?

She still could not answer him with words, so instead she smiled and nodded before Darius continued the ceremony. Meanwhile, having seen the sign from the gods, Eric felt the gods bid him their final fairwell before the rushed to complete their link with the new Priest.

“A trinity. The new Priestess Perfect carries a trinity within her. Praise the gods!” The crowds went wild and as if on cue, several couples began to kiss before finding themselves also coupling on the ground in the hopes of finding favor with the gods. Those standing watched enthralled as the the Priest and Priestess Perfect glowed brighter and brighter until finally, with a roar and a mighty shout, Darius rammed deep into her, blasting more seed that she would have thought possible. Straining against her bindings, she screamed as her womanhood clamped hard upon him to add her cream to his gift.

With one last clap of thunder, the clouds began to scatter. The smell of sex hung heavy among the gathered as the glow around the dais faded and Eric looked out at the couples still writhing and grunting in the ground. He was proud of his daughter. There had never been a trinity born to a Priestess Perfect, which made Fiona blessed, and dangerous.

A Priestess Perfect had power - power given to her by the gods. An Priestess Perfect with child was even more powerful and would remain so until she gave birth. But one carrying a triad? Well her powers would be triple that of normal. Why, she could even kill someone should she be angry enough.

Eric looked at the man still joined with his daughter as strong mucles flexed in his buttocks. Arms powerful from fighting his way to the to head of his camp held Darius over Fiona, keeping him from crushing her. The man was easily head and shoulder over the new Priestess Perfect. And Fiona appeared merely a slip of a girl. Sure the new Priest could handle the Priestess Perfect. But....Eric paused in his thinking to watch the man uncouple and unbind his daughter. All around were couples joining in the celebration.

He would need to talk to Darius tomorrow. To warn the man. And may the gods give him the strength to handle Fiona.

 

[cumnchat]

The triple lightning strikes lit the sky as though it were daylight and in answer to his question,

'Three lightning strikes, does that mean what I think it does?'

Fiona gave him a loving smile and nodded in agreement, it was then that Darius felt the power pouring into him, he felt stronger than ever and he was sure that his seed was more potent, more copious than ever before and he continued to mate vigorously with Fiona, his love, his mate, his priestess perfect. Beneath him, Fiona writhed and squirmed, arching her back and crying out her pleasure, her sex squeezed on his mighty meaty sword sucking and milking his hot seed as it splattered every inch of her insides. Still supporting himself on one arm he grasped one of her breasts and squeezed it forcing the hard aroused nipple to poke from between his strong fingers, he smiled down at her and lowered his long tongue to her soft red lips and pushed into her mouth and filled it with his snake like tongue, tasting her saliva and her love.

Now that the lightning had ceased the dark clouds began to disperse and the silvery light from the high moon bathed the whole village in an ethereal glow. The pungent smell of sex hung in the air and couples were copulating in full view in the hope that a child would be conceived that night and so be blessed by the gods. Darius withdrew his weapon from Fiona's wet slippery sheath and released her from her bindings. Her naked body had a fine sheen of sweat from Darius's exceptionally vigorous mating and so Darius found a cloth and dipped it in a bowl of water and gently and tenderly wiped the sweat from her whole body.

"I think it is time we retired to the privacy of our home and carried out our own mating ceremony my love." Darius chuckled meaningfully feeling fresh and frisky.

He took Fiona's hand in his, naked they strolled slowly hand in hand towards the hut that was now truly their home. They passed several couples copulating on the ground and Darius didn't know why but he felt obliged to stop at each couple and give each couple his own blessing, saying.

"You have been fortunate enough to witness the ceremonial mating of a new priest and his Priestess Perfect, I bless you and each man shall have life giving seed tonight."

He placed three fingers on each man's forehead in the same way as the design on Fiona's amulet. As they neared their hut Eric, Fiona's father, put his hand on Darius's arm,

"One moment please Darius, first let me congratulate you, triplets eh? Come to see me in the morning ,,,,,,,,,,,,, alone, I have things to tell you."

Fiona had continued to the hut and when he entered Fiona was laid naked on their pallet with a wicked teasing look in her eyes.

 

[Opensesame54321]

Darius seemed truly pleased that the gods had confirmed that she was with child. Or perhaps she should say with children. Though he had told her that he had been one of 5, she had not really expected to be carrying more than one child at a time herself.

Once back in their hut, Darius proceeded to prove to her just how happy he was, mating with her until they finally fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning she awoke with Darius kissing her, and for the next period of time he again made love to her. By the time that she finally got up and slipped on her tunic, she could feel the village was stirring. She wanted to check on the women in the fearann to make sure that they were adjusting to their new life in the village. And she was sure that Darius wished to check on his men and the rest of the village. Kissing him, she headed out to the fearann, smiling as she hummed.

*****

Eric looked up to find Darius entering his new hut. It was much smaller than the one that he had shared with Fiona, but it was clean and neat and large enough that he did not feel cramped.

“Welcome Darius. I see that you and your people are adjusting well. And last night, you proved that my daughter chose well.” He noted the proud look on the man’s face. He wondered how the man would take the information that he was about to impart to the new Priest.

“There is information that I need to give you. Important information. Knowledge given from an old priest to a new Priest.”

Offering Darius cup of sweet wine, they sat at the table.

“There is a reason that we encourage the Priestess Perfect to be pregnant. I know that you are aware of the special powers that Fiona possesses. She was bestowed those powers by the gods. Being born the daughter of a Priestess Perfect, and she had been groomed to fill the roll that she now has.”

He took a drink and noticed the confused look on the young man’s face before he continued.

“When a Priestess Perfect is with child, her powers increase. That has been what has helped to protect our village. From the time that the gods inform her that she is indeed carrying a child until she gives birth to the baby, her special powers increase in intensity, repelling enemies much easier, and even changing the minds of her people.”

Eric paused, taking another drink of his wine as he watched Darius thinking through what he had said so far. The man was not stupid. He gave the man a minute to mull over where this topic was going.

And then he saw realization showing on the Priest’s face. Eric nodded.

“As you can well imagine, if she is more powerful being pregnant with one child, being pregnant with three will make her...”. He paused, not sure exactly how to say this. “Should she gat angry enough, she could kill someone. Darius, you will need to watch her, and work hard to make sure that her emotions do not get away from her. I must make you understand that you are the only one that can control her. Do you understand?”

“Once you completed the ceremony last night, any power that I still possessed left me and flooded into you. I can still hear the gods speak, but my other powers are gone. So it is left to you. As her belly grows, so will her powers.”

He drained his cup and poured more into his cup, offering Darius more wine.

“Do you have any questions?”I

 

[cumnchat]

The power that had been bestowed on Darius took him by surprise, he felt wonderful, alive and virile, ready to make love to Fiona nonstop for hours on end and it seemed that Fiona was the same acceding to his every wish, giving her body and her love to him throughout the night. Whether they actually slept he was unsure but it was now morning and knowing that there were things to do including paying a visit to Eric who appeared to want to tell him something important. However the most important thing to him at this moment in time was Fiona, he held her and kissed her and speared her again with his untiring manhood. After the third time he realised that both he and Fiona had work to do so he reluctantly chided her,

"Much as I would prefer to remain here my love we must be out and about and be seen by our people, you go and check with your women and I will do the same with our men, we shall meet at noon and see what needs to be done after we have eaten."

Fiona kissed him one last time before she slipped on her tunic and left with a smile on her face and humming to herself.

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'Welcome Darius. I see that you and your people are adjusting well. And last night, you proved that my daughter chose well.'

The meaning behind the statement was not lost on Darius and he simply replied,

"We both had a wonderful time, the hours passed in a flash."

Eric rose and busied himself pouring two tankards of sweet wine, talking as he poured the wine,

'There is information that I need to give you. Important information. Knowledge given from an old priest to a new Priest.'

Darius was nervous now, what was it that he did not know that Fiona's father was eager to tell him?

'There is a reason that we encourage the Priestess Perfect to be pregnant. I know that you are aware of the special powers that Fiona possesses. She was bestowed those powers by the gods. Being born the daughter of a Priestess Perfect, and she had been groomed to fill the role that she now has. When a Priestess Perfect is with child, her powers increase. That has been what has helped to protect our village. From the time that the gods inform her that she is indeed carrying a child until she gives birth to the baby, her special powers increase in intensity, repelling enemies much easier, and even changing the minds of her people.'

Eric watched Darius's face seeing the confusion there then the realisation dawned in his eyes. Only then did he continue,

'As you can well imagine, if she is more powerful being pregnant with one child, being pregnant with three will make her...

He paused, not sure exactly how to say this.

Should she get angry enough, she could kill someone. Darius, you will need to watch her, and work hard to make sure that her emotions do not get away from her. I must make you understand that you are the only one that can control her. Do you understand?'

Darius understood what Eric was saying but still did not fully understand the implications.

'Once you completed the ceremony last night, any power that I still possessed left me and flooded into you. I can still hear the gods speak, but my other powers are gone. So it is left to you. As her belly grows, so will her powers.'

He drained his cup and poured more into his cup, offering Darius more wine.

'Do you have any questions?'

Darius had plenty of questions and tried to formulate them in his mind in order of importance,

"I have many questions Eric and I am sure that others will come to mind in due course but for now answer me these. You say Fiona's powers will increase during her time carrying, so she does not yet have her full powers? You also say She has these powers until she gives birth, does that mean she loses them after giving birth? Is,,,,, will she be able to override my powers such as they are? I have never seen Fiona really angry except for once when men were about to be hung, she is slow to anger now but will that change?"

Darius waited for Eric to answer him but the wine appeared to have been too much for him and he was asleep on a straw pallet. Darius did not have the answers he wanted but forewarned is forearmed so he could watch Fiona for telltale signs. He left Eric's hut to meet Fiona with a frown on his face.

 

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The women in the fearann seemed excited to see her, talking all at once when she entered the building. Easily the largest building in the village, it housed the women that were not mated to one man. Also, any children born of those women stayed in a smaller room. Once the mother found a mate, she and her child would be moved into a hut where the family unit would live together. Along one wall were beds where the women slept with their babes sleeping in cradles beside them.

Upon entering she was surrounded by women congratulating her. Since the gods had confirmed that she was indeed with child and in fact carried three children that made her a unique woman. Hetta smiled at her and stepped forth to wrap her arms around her in a congratulatory hug.

“Our new Priestess Perfect carries three within her? After seeing the sword that slew your maidenhood I can well believe it.”

Some of the women reached out to stroke her belly though as of yet it was still flat and showed no trace of the babies that grew within. Each women hoped for a blessing from the gods, having mated during the ceremony last night. The women would touch her belly and then rub their own hoping to give themselves added blessings.

“Three women will be leaving the fearann to move in with their new mate and one of them takes her child with her. That leaves 4 children and four women, one of which is one of the new women that is about to give birth.”

Fiona nodded. She knew that the children left in the fearann were children that had lost their parents. Until they reached of age they would be protected in the building, where any women that were not mated to a male would sleep. Everyone in the village was expected to check on the women and children living here, making sure that everyone was all right, well fed and looked after.

She checked on the woman expecting, trying to be positive.

“You promised that I could keep my baby.” The woman looked very uncomfortable and Fiona suspected that when her time came she would be even more uncomfortable with three babies growing inside her.

“And so you shall. As you can see, the women have made accommodations for your babe to sleep right here beside you.”

“They say that you are blessed with a triad?”

“Yes, the gods say that I carry three.”

“Oh, you poor thing. I...I think...” The woman let out a groan as water seemed to run down her leg.

Immediately several women rushed around her, well versed in delivering babies. Fiona decided that it would be best for her to leave them to their work. As she left, she hung a red banner outside the door, letting all know that a child was being born.

She turned to see Darius walking across to see her, a smile on his face. She crossed to meet him, giving a tug on his braided beard so she could kiss him. With a laugh he kissed her back.

Pointing to the banner, she told him, “The woman from your camp is birthing her child. That banner hangs until the child is born. It lets everyone know. With the screaming and such, others will not think that we are hurting someone. Once the baby is born, we celebrate if it lives.”

She smiled. “When our babies come, yours and mine, there will be a great celebration!”

 

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Darius spoke to every man in the village and was pleased to find that all but one had found a woman to warm their bed at night. The only one without a woman was Darius's right hand man, Igor."

"Why is it you have not claimed a woman Igor, there are plenty to go round and some men have two or even three maidens to while away the nights with. You are not hankering after a man are you?"

Igor bristled at the suggestion but confided in Darius,

"Certainly not Darius, there is one woman that I would lay claim to but considering our positions in the village I fear it may be frowned on."

"Who is this woman? Tell me her name and I will decide for you."

"I,,,, I,,, She is a brave young woman, among the bravest of the brave, she has been rewarded for her bravery by none other than yourself Darius, her name is Hetta, to whom Fiona owes her life. The fact that next to Fiona she is the most powerful woman in the village does not sit well with everyone and I being your second in command complicates matters further."

Darius rubbed his chin thoughtfully and tugged on his beard,

"So what would you have me do? Demote both of you to ordinary villagers? I think not, what would I do without your wise counsel Igor? As for Hetta she showed her love and devotion to Fiona on the battlefield. You go and claim her now, right this minute Igor and pronounce to all present that I have given my blessing to the joining of you two,"

Igor beamed his thanks and went scampering at full pelt to the fearann to find Hetta and lay claim to her. Darius spied Fiona just coming out of the fearann and Igor scampering past her as though she wasn't there. He strolled over to Fiona who greeted him by tugging on his beard and kissing him.

When they broke the kiss Fiona pointed to the red banner fluttering in the breeze,

'The woman from your camp is birthing her child. That banner hangs until the child is born. It lets everyone know. With the screaming and such, others will not think that we are hurting someone. Once the baby is born, we celebrate if it lives. When our babies come, yours and mine, there will be a great celebration!”

"It will live Fiona, I decree it." Darius smiled back as he used his new power for the very first time. He picked Fiona up in his arms and carried her to their home with her giggling and laughing in his arms.

"We also have something else to celebrate, Igor is at this very moment I hope sealing his claim to the comely Hetta. All this talk of birthing and babies and laying claim to the woman of your dreams has me feeling amorous,,,,,,,,,,, off with your clothes woman and onto that pallet."

Fiona giggled and Darius guffawed as they raced to be the first one naked.

 

[Opensesame54321]

The race was a tie with the two of them falling on the pallet in each other’s arms. It took no time for Darius to find her treasure, thrusting his large sword deep into her sheath.

They spent the next couple of hours once again exploring each other’s bodies. She did find a ticklish spot on him that she swore she would never reveal and he found several places on her that made her erupt in gales of laughter, including behind her knees. However they both promised to keep such information just to themselves.

Afterwards they curled up together, and as she play with the hair on his chest, she asked him, “where was your friend headed in such a hurry? Most men stay away from the fearann once a woman begins to have her child. I did not have a chance to warn him about the banner.”

She laughed as Darius told her about Igor and Hetta. “Well, I am sure that Hetta will say yes. She has always been a special friend to me. As children we would play together, pretending to fight off invaders.” She shook her head. “He was certainly excited. If he was not careful, they might have put him to work.”

She kissed him and climbed over his body, reaching for her shift. As she slipped it over her head, she noticed his puzzled look. “I need to check on the fearann to see if that woman has had her baby.” She paused. “Do you know her name? I forgot to ask and I don’t want her to think that I do not care.”

And with that she kissed him and then headed out to the fearann. The red banner still waved in the afternoon breeze. She could still hear the woman screaming from inside the building and she hesitated, not sure if she should enter.

It was then that Hetta came outside and smiled as she caught sight of Fiona. Rushing over, she excitedly spoke.

“He asked me. Igor wants me. He asked me and I agreed. Fiona, I will be moving into his hut.”

Fiona hugged her, happy for her friend. “So tonight will be when you lose your maidenhood?”

“Yes. Does it hurt?”

“A bit, but you have felt greater pain from battle than this.”

“Thank you.”

Arm in arm, they entered the fearann just as a scream sounded.

 

[cumnchat]

After their exertions of the morning Darius and Fiona relaxed with each other, playing silly games as they explored the other's body, finding ticklish spots or certain ways to caress them that would make the recipient roll their eyes in ecstasy. Darius discovered to his delight that he had only to lick Fiona's little button and she would almost double up with pleasure and Fiona learnt to tickle under his ball sac and scratch lightly with her nails in order to stiffen his manhood if he flagged.

They took only a few pieces of fruit for their midday meal laying in each other's arms, Fiona running her fingers lightly through the hairs on his chest and he curling her long golden hair around his fingers. They talked of many things including village life.

'Where was your friend headed in such a hurry? Most men stay away from the fearann once a woman begins to have her child. I did not have a chance to warn him about the banner. Fiona asked.

"Oh you mean Igor, he asked me if it would be seemly if he claimed Hetta and when I said it was alright there was no stopping him." Darius chuckled as he saw Igor and Hetta consummating their joining, in his minds eye.

'Well, I am sure that Hetta will say yes. She has always been a special friend to me. As children we would play together, pretending to fight off invaders. He was certainly excited. If he was not careful, they might have put him to work.'

"I do not think Igor would mind so long as Hetta said yes, which I am sure she will, she is a canny young woman and will know the value of being Igor's woman and I am certain she has feelings for him anyway."

They kissed again as Fiona reached over him to pick up her discarded shift and slipped it over her head.

'I need to check on the fearann to see if that woman has had her baby. Do you know her name? I forgot to ask and I don’t want her to think that I do not care.'

Darius thought for a moment before he replied,

"Anyone who thinks the Priestess Perfect does not care is a fool, and everyone present at our mating last night could see that you care for them as much as you care for me, I do believe the woman's name to be Lilian, she is Arthur's woman. You should know that she has lost two children at birth before but I decreed that this one shall live so if you add your power to mine we can make it so."

Fiona left him to go to the fearann while Darius stood in the doorway of their home watching. He saw Hetta come to greet Fiona and hetta looked excited and bright eyed which could only mean that Igor had laid claim to her with her agreement. They hugged and entered the fearann and before the door closed there was a loud scream.

Darius waited patiently for news of the birthing and eventually Fiona came out and took down the red banner and proudly replaced it with a Royal Blue one.

A voice inside his head spoke to him,

"Well done Darius you have used your power wisely, it is a boy."

 

[Opensesame54321]

The lusty sound of the baby’s cry filled the fearann and the women crowded around him, taking turns rocking and soothing the wrinkled thing.

“You should practice, Fiona. With the gods decreeing that you carry three, you will be busy. Too bad that you only have two teats.”

They all laughed but their words did hive her some pause for thought. She was sure that the gods would take care of such things but it would be something that she would worry about as her time grew near.

There was a sense of celebration within the village. They had won the fight with the men that had attacked them, she and Darius had had a successful ceremony and she had it confirmed that she was indeed with child. And not only one child, but three.

However, she did notice that Darius did not take his job lightly. Whenever he had time, he seemed intent on checking on the palisade. He already had men repairing the damage made during the attack and he made sure that his men did not slack in their duties guarding the village.

Their nights together were quite steamy and she realized that she quite enjoyed sex. Occasionally he would appear and casually throw her over his shoulder, carrying her off to their hut where he would soon have her crying out with sexual joy. She realized that soon he would have to carry her in a different way.

She had also noticed that she seemed to have more power now that she was pregnant. Already it seemed to be easier to convince people to follow the rules that the gods had set down. But she had to be careful. To do right was to be their idea, not hers. It was sometimes hard.

Hetta and Darius’ friend were mated and afterwards Hetta seemed to glow. She seemed so happy and Igor appeared to be totally in love with his mate. Any day she expected to be aware of a baby growing inside her friend. Meanwhile, only one woman had become pregnant from the ceremony. And the newest member of the village seemed determined to have his wants taken care of as soon as possible, frequently crying his needs out loud.

Life in the village seemed to be settling down into a routine. Though in the back of her mind she thought that something was still off. She knew not what but something was wrong somewhere...

 

[cumnchat]

The mating ceremony had been the only topic of conversation for days afterwards mainly concerning the size of Darius's member and the eagerness with which Fiona accepted it, especially among the women. Slowly though life returned to normal. Darius put the men to work reinforcing the defences in case of another attack.

He didn't neglect his duties regarding Fiona, quite often seizing her and carrying her into their hut, passers-by could hear the ecstatic cries of them both and some time later emerging with a smiling countenance, despite the air of normality Darius was edgy and nervous, why, even he couldn't say but something was not right.

One day he was standing alone at the edge of the village looking at the forest when Flora the goddess of the trees and plants, appeared to him and warned him of an indeterminate nature

That night as he and Fiona lay together he asked,

"Fiona my love do you think it is possible we have a spy in the village?"

 

[Opensesame54321]

One night after a particularly energetic time of mating, Fiona lay beside him on the pallet, their nude limbs wrapped around each other. The smell of sex hung heavy in the air. Despite no outwardly sign of her pregnancy, she definitely could feel her babies inside of her and frequently talked to them as her mother had spoken to her as she grew inside.

There had remained inside of her that uneasy feeling though as of yet the gods had not told her why. She could tell that Darius felt something too. For him to remain so quiet after such energetic lovemaking was unlike him and she suspected that something was on his mind as well. His question told her that she had been correct.

Fiona my love do you think it is possible we have a spy in the village?

His words caught her a bit off guard. She worked hard to make sure that life was as equal as possible for everyone. She puzzled over in her mind her mate’s question.

A spy? Someone giving away the their secrets to someone that was determined to hurt the village or its people. She didn’t really want to think such things but as Priestess Perfect, it was her job to do so.

Sitting up on the pallet, she closed her eyes and spoke to the gods, thanking them for their blessings before casting her mind out. Something was there but the gods were strangely silent about just what it was. Apparently now that she was a Priestess Perfect she was expected to do her job.

“Something is there but as exactly what, the gods are surprisingly silent. I can only believe that we are meant to work things out for ourselves.”

Very good.

She looked at Darius and from the look on his face could see that he too had heard the voice of the gods.

“Then we should be aware that such a thing could very well be a possibility. Before now, I would be warned as to just who it was.” She paused, thinking. “You my mate must help me find out for certain who it is. Who they are aligned with. And why? We must protect our people. Protect...” she placed a hand upon her still flat stomach. “...our family.”

She sat nude beside him, her skin soft and pale in the soft light. A thought occurred to her.

“Do you think that the attack during our mating was the beginning? Could they be who the spy has secretly joined with?”

 

[cumnchat]

Fiona he saw tried to communicate with the gods but they were silent , they were testing out both him and Fiona, it was up to them to root out the informer.

'“Something is there but as exactly what, the gods are surprisingly silent. I can only believe that we are meant to work things out for ourselves. Then we should be aware that such a thing could very well be a possibility. Before now, I would be warned as to just who it was. You my mate must help me find out for certain who it is. Who they are aligned with. And why? We must protect our people. Protect..

She placed a hand upon her still flat stomach, ...our family.

Fiona sat naked next to him the firelight flickering over her body casting mysterious shadows, her brow though was furrowed in thought, then something seemed to occurred to her.

Do you think that the attack during our mating was the beginning? Could they be who the spy has secretly joined with

"The same thought occurred to me, but what if it is not one of our people who has joined them against us but one of their people has joined us here in the village. Even we do not know everyone from my people or your village. Perhaps in the heat of battle someone insinuated themselves amongst the people pretending to be from one or the other depending on who they spoke to. If that is the case they will not be remembered by anyone before the battle. Gather everyone together man and woman in the centre of the village I have a plan that will flush them out if indeed there is such a person."

The whole population of the village gathered as requested, all wondering what the occasion was, hoping that they may be witness to another mating between the Priestess Perfect and her mate, Darius Longtongue.

Their hopes were dashed when Darius jumped up onto the raised platform where he and Fiona had recently completed the ceremonial mating. Darius raised his hands and called for silence.

"I have a strange request for every single one of you, you must each find two others man or woman it matters not who you can vouch for and can vouch for you as to being part of the village community the day before the attack, remember you must vouch for them and they must vouch for you and each other, when you have found them you come to see the Priestess Perfect and give her your name and age if known. COMMENCE!"

 

[Opensesame54321]

For a minute or two, everyone stood around looking puzzled. They could not begin to understand exactly why such a command had been made by the new Priest. Their Priestess Perfect the long time villagers knew and understood so these people were surprised that she seemed to be in agreement with such a strange request.

“Please do as your Priest has commanded. Do not be afraid, but there is a reason for his words.” Fiona tried to reassure the villagers looking scared. Finally, after a few minutes, the first group of people carefully approached the platform where she waited. It was a family unit that she had known for many years. Broghan and his mate Caoimhe and their wee little boy named Caz. Caoimhe was confused and asked, “Priestess Perfect, may we vouch for each other?”

Normally Caoimhe would call Fiona by her given name as they had grown up together and played as children. But once Fiona set foot on the platform, what she said and did became official.

“Normally I would say yes, but there is a reason for what the Priest asks of you. Why not find another family that needs someone and you can all vouch for each other if they are all known to you. I think that Nadir and his family may need someone to vouch for him and his family.”

Little Caz looked up at her, cooing and waving before Broghan picked him up and the little family headed over to where Nadir stood with his family watching groups of people form. The man looked greatly relieved when Broghan approached him and soon there were smiles and nods as the group went to line up with the others.

Meanwhile, the people in line would step up, in small groups of 3 or more, and began introducing each other to their Priestess Perfect as if they had never met before, and giving an estimation of their ages. Most of the people she knew, and her father even turned up with Grey and another elder named Vadik, who despite being younger than Grey, was in poor health. Fiona could feel that the man’s time was near, and in his weakened state was held upright between his two old friends.

“Vadik, you did not need to do this, for I myself would have vouched for you. How well I remember the stories you told me in my youth. You three are treasured among our people.”

Vadik’s voice was weak yet his determination was strong. “I come to vouch for my friends. I know that my time is near - the gods have warned me to ready my house. Yet once more - one final time can I stand before my beautiful Priestess Perfect and vouch for my good friends Grey and Eric.” His eyes, watery and pale, looked at her standing before him. “I so wish that I would be here to see those three - those babies that you carry.”

“Blessings upon you three, for I know you well and treasure all three of you.”

And with that the three men left, with Grey and her Father helping the sick man back to his bed. Fiona turned back to her work, watching the line grow shorter and shorter while Darius walked amidst the people left in the unvouched area. Those cleared stood separate from the others waiting to see what was happening and relieved that they had passed this challenge.

 

[cumnchat]

While Fiona took down the details of those that could vouch for each other Darius wandered among those remaining looking for signs of anyone behaving suspiciously or nervously and one caught his eye a young woman no older than Fiona who flitted from group to group and supposedly asking if they would vouch for her only to be met with a shake of their heads and she would then move on to the next group until she had spoken to every group and still had no one to vouch for her.

Darius was fairly certain that she was the one they were looking for and moved towards her but she saw him coming and tried to hide among a large group of villagers who had not yet been processed but Darius sought her out and with a grim face he commanded her,

"Come with me I have some questions for you to answer, satisfy my curiosity and you will be free to go."

She looked desperately around for a way out and decided to make a run for it but her long hair flowing out behind her proved her undoing, Darius caught her flowing locks in his huge fist and stopped her in her tracks,

"Why do you run if you have nothing to hide?"

She was on her knees in front of him a frightened look on her face but there was something in her eyes that told him all was not what it seemed. Sobbing, she told him,

"Yes I am the one you seek, I was sent here to spy on you Darius, I didn't want to but I had to to save our family."

"You called me Darius when I am the Priest of this community and should be addressed as SIRE, also why do you speak of OUR family, I have no ties with you, I have never seen you before today, you speak in riddles girl."

"You are wrong Darius, you used to know me well. When I was a little girl you played with me and protected me until you left, fifteen years ago, don't you remember your little AYLEEN, your sister?"

Darius couldn't believe what she was saying , how could this be his baby sister who was only four years old when he left home? Yet when he looked, she did seem familiar,

"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out."

Ayleen smiled and said, "You remember then?" and then she put her tongue out, not as long as Darius's but longer than normal so she could lick her chin with the tip.

"I never spilt a drop of soup did I?"

"I half believe you but there are still questions to be answered, when The Priestess Perfect has finished you will sit with us in our hut and answer, then we will decide what to do with you."

 

[Opensesame54321]

Darius roamed the crowds looking for the possible culprit that could be the spy. A traitor? Surely not. However it was best to check it all out.

The crowds slowly thinned out with Fiona making note of each one. Most people she knew and had know all her life. The people that she was unsure of were the men and women that had been members of Darius’ camp and had just recently joined the village and they vouched for each other.

She noticed a young woman running from her Darius, but as she was busy working through the rest of the people in line she left things to her mate.

When finally the last of the people had spoken with her, and pledged for each other, the villagers stood around and spoke amongst themselves, querying as to the possible reasons as to why they had been required to do what they had just done.

Meanwhile, Darius stood a ways away, keeping the young lady that she had seen him chase down separate from the others. She crossed the small center of the village to where they stood. The young girl looked worried. Darius just looked...what? Not angry. But she could feel confusion coming from him.

“Darius, have you found the one that we seek?” He gave a slight nod. But she felt something more.

“What is your name, girl?”

“Ayleen.”

She looked hard at the young thing - feeling a bond there where there was none. At least as far as she knew. Yet still she felt it - a bond. A feeling came over her and she felt that they all needed to speak in private.

“Darius, we should continue this away from the hearing of others. For the time being this does not concern them.” She turned and led the way towards their hut, with this Ayleen following behind and Darius following lastly.

They had almost reached the hut when a word flashed through her head and she stopped and turned back to face the two, a stunned look on her face.

“Family?”

 

[cumnchat]

Darius was stunned and confused when the girl who called herself Ayleen said she was his sister, it had been fifteen years since he'd had any contact with his family and he recalled having a four year old sister of that name, this girl was about the same age as his sister would be and she had shown him her tongue trick and reminded him that she never spilt a drop of her soup, licking it off her chin with her tongue, the evidence that she was telling the truth was overwhelming. He wanted to believe her but there was one huge obstacle, it was in the laws that he had drawn up with Fiona that spies received a mandatory death sentence with no mitigation taken into consideration, spying was spying.

It was then that Fiona arrived having completed her task of taking down the villagers' details.

'Darius, have you found the one that we seek? He gave a slight nod.

What is your name, girl?'

'Ayleen.'

Fiona looked hard at Ayleen, thinking, then she spoke to Darius,

'Darius, we should continue this away from the hearing of others. For the time being this does not concern them.'

She then led the way towards their hut with Ayleen following and Darius bringing up the rear. Suddenly she stopped and turned to face Darius and Ayleen,

'Family?'

Ayleen looked astounded,

"How,,, how did you know? Darius has not said anything."

Darius spoke before Fiona could answer,

"She is the Priestess Perfect, wise and all knowing, she did not need me to tell her, her,,,, I mean, OUR Gods tell her what she needs to know."

They continued into the coolness of the hut and Ayleen was told to sit on the dirt floor while Fiona and Darius sat on comfortable cushions.

"You are in serious trouble Ayleen, you have admitted spying for the enemy, namely Wolf, the sentence for spying is death, no excuses accepted, if however you can convince us both that you are indeed my sister then I will do what I can to reduce your sentence. First of all how many of my family are hostages, I want their names and their ages, do they have any marks that I would know about?"

Ayleen thought for a moment then in a clear steady voice she replied,

"There are five others besides myself, our mother Jocelyn, and your four brothers Flynn, Tobias, Simon and Gareth, as you know they were all born on the same day as you, how long ago that was I am not certain but it was over twenty seven years ago, our mother has never revealed her age to any of us saying that it was of no one's concern but her own."

Darius slapped his thigh and chuckled "That sounds just like my mother, as proud and private as they come."

Ayleen cast her eyes down and spoke in a whisper,

"She is not so proud now nor am I, Wolf's men have used us both cruelly, it is only by the grace of God that neither of us is with child."

Darius exploded in anger, his beard bristling,

"When I have Wolf on his knees before me I will make him eat the testicles of his own men and then his own. I am satisfied that you are my sister and I think that Fiona and I will have to put it to the village as to what happens to you, tragic as your tale is, the law is the law."

 

[Opensesame54321]

It had pleased her the words that he had spoken to Ayleen. She is the Priestess Perfect, wise and all knowing, she did not need me to tell her, her,,,, I mean, our Gods tell her what she needs to know.. She understood that to admit such a thing was a big step for her mate.

Once in the hut the girl sat on the floor as Darius had ordered. Looking at her,Fiona could see a faint family resemblance though Darius appeared to still doubt the girl.

She let him start the questioning and she could tell from his reaction that what the girl spoke was truth. Yet, she could feel hesitation in the girl, and something else. Fear?

And then Ayleen spoke of being used by Wolf and his men. The air around Darius turned a dark reddish color that reminded her of drying blood. And she knew that he meant the words that he spoke.

She stood up and raised a hand, placing it on Ayleen’s head.

True The gods confirmed the young girl’s words.

“We must put this before the villagers, yet we must also help your family. I have a plan but we will look to the gods for some aid too.”

Ayleen looked worried. “Do not fear, Ayleen. Once the villagers know why, they will understand.”

She and Daruis, with Ayleen between them, exited the hut to find the villagers still waiting around, curious to see what was happening. The three of them stepped up on the dais, with Ayleen stepping behind them, shy and scared. Fiona raised her hand and the mumbling ceased.

“I am your Priestess Perfect. I know that you are wondering as to why we have been questioning everyone. It is because your Priest suspected that there may be a spy within our village. We have found her.”

Immediately their eyes turned to the girl standing to the side, her eyes wide with fear. The crowd began mumbling, their words unrecognizable.

“DEATH!” Some one cried out and soon others joined in the cry. Finally, Fiona raised her hand. It grew quiet for a moment

“But our laws say that the sentence for such is death!” Tabor was a man who had a mate and three offspring of various ages. He appeared ready to do the deed himself.

“Tabor, you are correct. The sentence is death. She should die!” She paused. “You love your family and would do anything for them, is that not right?”

“Of course. What has that to do with this?” Tabor looked a bit confused.

“Suppose bad people came and captured your family, said that they would kill them all, even little Enoch. Would you do anything to save them?

“Of course!”

“That is what she has done. She and her Mother and four brothers were taken. Held captive! Abused repeatedly, by the very men that attacked us. The attack was so they could slip her in.”

The crowd grew quiet. Thinking. She spoke again.

“Would it not be better to right this wrong by rescuing this family and bringing them here?”

She knew that some only thought right or wrong.

“Would the gods not be angry with us for not obeying?” Those words came from one of the women standing nearby.

“They might. Would you like to be the one to kill her?” The woman frowned. “And what about her family? Should we not try to help them?”

The crowd grew quiet.

“How do we know that she speaks the truth?”

“Because the gods have proclaimed it so.” There was a pause and finally she asked. “Well?”

“Perhaps we should help her family.” There was a general mumbling as various people nodded and seemed to agree. Fiona waited until the people had reached the agreement to wait to pass judgement until they had helped the girl’s family.

She smiled. “The gods are pleased and will help as they can. And both I and your Priest are grateful. You see, this young girl is his sister and it is his family the Wolf has done this to.”