"Queen of The Known World"

Baldr smiled at her and then again began to kiss her. This time he did not hold back on his passion and while he started by kissing her gently, soon his tongue was demanding entry into her mouth. His hands roamed her back and sides as his tongue dueled with hers and he was pleasantly surprised when hers began to play with his as well. Obviously she wasn't as naive as she once was and he made a mental note to thank Gree for this as well. He knew she was the only one who could have prepared her for something like this.

He spent a long time kissing her, moving from her mouth to her neck, to her ears and shoulders and back to her mouth again. His hands caressed her back, sides and her buttocks pulling her to him and grinding his body against his. Finally as her body moved against him and her moans began to effect him he rolled her over so she was on her back and he pushed himself so he was above her and he smiled down at her.

Kissing her lightly, he moved down her neck to her breasts and began to lightly kiss them and then nibble them with his lips. His hand kneaded her other breast while his mouth worked on the other, exploring every inch of her flesh. He licked and suckled until he finally came to her nipple and sucked it inside his mouth, flicking it with his tongue and nibbling it with his lips. His fingers had teased her other nipple twisting and pinching it until he finally swapped breasts.

He spent a long time on her breasts until he slowly moved down her body, kissing his way down until he came to the junction of her legs. He slid them apart a little and gazed at the beauty that was revealed. Smiling he looked up at her then moved forward and kissed her lips then slid his tongue out and penetrated her, getting the first taste of her juices. She tasted divine and he thrust his tongue in deeper and drew in more and more of her juices into his mouth.

He separated her lips with his fingers and plunged in as far as he could, licking all around and then up and down. There was one thing he did know. He was going to have to get Onya as wet as he could to help his member slide into her easier. In fact if he could get her to orgasm it would be perfect. What was good for her and him was that he enjoyed doing this and he could do it all night.

He shifted his attention to her small nub and began to attack it with vigor. He would get Onya to cum and not just once but several times before he took her.
 
Baldr had been surprised when Onya had stopped and pulled him away from her body. He had looked up at her in confusion as he knew she was getting pleasure out of what he was doing to her, then as she told him to go slower a smile had spread across his face. He had let his enthusiasm get the better of him and had attacked her too vigorously.

As he returned to his place between her legs he again began to lap at her clitoris, but this time with long slow movements of his tongue, teasing her more. He also used just the tip to manipulate it around and around before returning to the long slow licks.

He felt her start to relax and her moans soon became cries of passion as her hips thrust up to meet him. Soon she was thrusting faster and he dared to stiffen his tongue and go a little faster and she thrust harder at him. It was not long until she grabbed his head in sheer delight, pulling it into her as she arched her back and screamed in delight as the juices flowed from her. He shifted his attention from her clitoris to her sex and lapped up the flow, tasting her and delighting in it.

As she finally relaxed and let his head go, her ass once again coming to rest on the bed again, he began to gently lick around her lips, avoiding her clit. He knew it would be sensitive for now and he did not want to touch it just yet, besides he had another job to do.

He raised his hand and inserted one of his fingers into her. It slid in easy as she was so wet and he continued to push it in until he felt a resistance inside her. He smiled as he realized she had been telling the truth, she was indeed untouched. He began to move his finger in and out of her and he was amazed at just how tight she was. He was also a little worried. Baldr was not a small man, in fact he was rather large and he was beginning to be a bit worried about hurting Onya. Still he knew ways to minimize the pain and he was going to use them all.

As he thrust inside of her he twisted his finger and then circled it around, stretching her out a little. Soon it glided easily in and out of her and he leaned in and began to once again lick at her nub. As soon as she began to moan again and thrust herself forward, he gently inserted another finger inside her.

He heard her gasp and she stopped moving, but he kept licking and her moans continued. He waited with his fingers inside of her, not moving until he thought she was ready, then began to gently move them in and out and repeat the process he had done with his single finger.

At first she lay still and tried to almost get away from him, but as he continued to lick her and plunge inside of her, her moans soon returned and slowly she began to thrust forward again. By the time his fingers where gliding in and out of her, she was moaning and groaning and thrusting herself on them as she sought out his tongue. He was not sure if he should make her cum again before he inserted a third finger but he knew she needed it before he took her.

He placed the tip at her entrance and began to insert it. Her reaction would tell him all he needed to know.
 
Baldr was trying his best not to hurt the girl but he could tell it was not working. He had done everything he could to loosen her up and get her juices flowing and had finally decided the time was right. He had moved his way up her body and kissed her, spreading her legs and positioning himself between them. He had seen the fear on her face but also the joy and lust.

Slowly he had placed the head of his member between her lips and pushed. It had been a tight fit but it had entered her, spreading her apart and he had glided into her virgin tunnel until he had hit her hymen. Her face had a grimace of pain on it and he slowly withdrew thinking it would make it better but still she winced it pain and no matter how many times he moved in and out he could not pierce her barrier, she was just too tight.

Finally it was Onya herself who took control. He was surprised when she rolled him on his back and straddled him and began to lower herself onto his stiff pole. She only grimaced for a few seconds before he felt himself tear through her hymen with ease this time. In fact she hardly seem to notice as she began to swallow him up. First half of him then soon all of his large pole was inside of her and she began to cry out not in pain but in pleasure.

He raised his hands and began to caress her breasts and nipples hoping to increase it and her cries only got louder as her pace increased as she thrust herself down harder against him. It was so intense that although he could normally contain himself he found himself fast approaching an orgasm of his own. His breathing became ragged and he began to meet her thrusts with his own, pushing himself even deeper into her.

"Onya, my love, my little Southern woman, My Queen. I will make you my woman. I will cum inside you and claim you as my own. Cum with me, Ride me like a stallion my little warrior."

He plunged into her as her cries became louder and louder and as she began to shake in the first throes of her orgasm he cried out in his and came into her his juices mixing with hers.

Finally they stopped and she collapsed on top of his chest, his arms encircling her as the both gasped for breath. Slowly the came back to their senses and Baldr covered them up and he kissed her as they drowsily fell asleep in each others arms still attached to each other in the most intimate of places.
 
Baldr woke up early and smiled at Onya. She was still cuddled up in his arms and surprisingly he was still buried inside her. Slowly he pulled himself out of her releasing a small amount of their mixed juices. He winced as he noticed that they were tinged red but he also smiled remembering how active she had been in their lovemaking. He hoped they would have many such times together and that soon she would loose the pain that effected her and that she would only feel the pleasure. However knowing her he knew this would be a one off until he could make her his wife.

He eased out of bed and covered her up then dressed. Well if he wanted more of that then he better arrange to do just that. He walked outside and breathed in the crisp morning air. Smiling he looked around then moved forward towards the larger tent he used for planning with his Karrants. As he did several of them approached him and he sighed. Just once he would like a morning to himself when no business was waiting for him.

As he talked with the few subordinates waiting for him about the usual supply needs of his army several more rushed up. "Chief a fleet is arriving in the harbor. They number in the hundreds with boats lashing themselves together. They have anchored just out of range of the few catapults we managed to capture, but could easily be in our harbor in minutes once they weigh anchor."

Baldr nodded his head. It was a good plan. Transport your troops by sea, lash your ships together to form a steady platform, then invade the city with troops pouring in from all the ships.

"What estimates do we have on their numbers. Does anyone know how many men these ships can carry?"

One his Karants stepped forward. "I have asked around at the docks my Lord and some of the Merchants and Sailors have made some guesses. They say maybe 2000 men at least."

There were some grumbles but it wasn't as bad as Baldr had feared, well until another messenger arrived. "Chief news from the South. A large army is approaching from Suva. Estimates are 5000 men and a 1000 horse. They will arrive by sundown."

Now there were loud grumblings. So a double pronged attack. Very smart although Baldr would have timed it better. It now lacked surprise although there was not much he could do about it. He also supposed there was not much the Suvians could do about the wind. Still a 1000 horse was no match for his 5000 horse warriors, although he would not be able to send that many against them. He still thought they had a good chanc against them.

Suddenly another scout came riding hard into the camp and he groaned. He just knew this was going to be bad news.

"M'lord!" he called out, rushing up to take a knee before rising again to report, "Another army, m'lord!"

What were they just sprouting from the Earth like weeds. Throwing up his hands in frustration he looked at the man. "Report then."

The man could see that his Chief was angry but he had his orders. "They are not rushing and they do not seem to number too many, I would say only a 1000 foot and several hundred horse, yet every one of them is in gleaming armor and the army carries banners everywhere."

Baldr was confused. This did not sound like a invading army. "How long until they reach us?"

"Only half a day Chief. I am sorry but with all the hills and their size, they got very clos before they were spotted."

He dismissed the man then tried to work out what was going on.It seemed that he would first have to face this small force then worry about the larger ones. Thy might not attack until the next day but maybe it might be better for him to attack first and take a lesson from the darkness warriors.

He was just think of plans when Yol informed him of Onya's wish to speak with him with News of the Northern army. He waited until Gree signaled him from the tent flap and excused himself and entered the tent. He again marveled at the sight of his soon to be wife and smiled at her remembering he night before. Judging by the blush on her cheeks so was she. Still she straightened and then told him who was approaching.

At first his anger almost got the better of him and his face turned an ugly shade of red as it screwed up in anger, his hands clenching into fists of anger as his muscles bulged.
Still he managed to calm down. Maybe this man did not know the situation. Baldr would give him a chance.

"Well then my dear shall we ride out to meet him and give him a chance to surrender. let him meet your choice of husband and see what he says and see if he bends a knee to us. If he is smart he will do so, if not well I will challenge him and give his men a chance to live. If not they will all die."
 
Baldr looked at Onya and smiled. He thought about what she had said and knew she was right. It would be pointless for him to waste his men defending a city he did not really need. He had come here only to rescue his bride and he had done that. He and his warriors did not hide behind walls when fighting. They needed to be free to run and feel the wind on their faces. Still it did not feel right to just leave.

"You are correct my Queen," he said kissing her with warmth, picking her up and holding her in his arms before putting her back down. "We do not need to stay here and fight a loosing battle for a city we do not need. Yet we will not simply abandon it. That will send the wrong message as well." His eyes gleaming as new plans rode through it he smiled down at her. "I wish you to get dressed in your finest dress my dear. We are still going to meet this Frahm of yours and see if he will bend a knee to his new Queen. Personally I am hoping he won't and I get to challenge him, he sounds like just the sort of man that thinks only of himself and not others. I might even have a little surprise for him," he laughed. "As for the Suva forces, They may take back what is left of Vint when we have left."

Kissing her again he left her so she could get ready and strode back outside calling for his Karants. He had plans to make and three attacks to plan for and a retreat to map out.

The attack on the Frahm's forces would go first. He was closest and would happen by lunch. He would take 3000 men and using the same slopes and low hills he would surround his forces and then only reveal 500 of his men to them. The plan was to find out his intentions before revealing the true amount of numbers he had. If the man joined their forces all well and good. He would be invited to join them in Vint, or perhaps travel back to Rus Rufna and pave the way for Onya's eventual takeover.

If he refused to bow to her however Baldr would have a challenge issued. He was going to have Yol ride next to Onya though. It was not proper for them to ride side by side yet as they wer not married yet anyway. If this Frahm chose to believe Yol was Onya's betrothed then that was his problem. No offense to the lad but he was not yet a fully grown warrior.

As he sent his troops to prepare he also discussed plans for the Suvians. He did not want to let them just take the city without a fight. Baldr had learned a thing or two from the Darkness warriors he had faced these passed few weeks and he had come to respect their tactics against superior odds. Now he would use them against the Suvians. He ordered the city to be stripped of everything that would be of use to the armies. Food, water, clothing, wealth, medicine, all of it was to be placed in anything that was even close to a wagon and sent towards Virta. Anything flammable was to be put in the buildings closest to the docks and soaked in oil, alcohol or anything else that would burn. Lamp oil was also to be poured in the harbor, as much as possible.

His three large ballista were moved to a spot outside of town were they could reach the harbor. It was a long shot but it could be done. He also planned one last surprise for the land troops but that was for tonight. As his men set to work stripping the town bare he set off with Onya and his troops to meet the Frahm.
 
Baldr looked at the small man and then laughed heartily. "Oh I think you have been sadly misinformed. You see Onya will not be marrying you, she will be marrying me. I have but come to escort her to let her tell you this personally so you will know this is no trick. You have been tricked by the high priestess of Vint my lord. She stole Onya away when she had already promised herself to me and we had ridden to Virta to get married. She knew Onya's wishes but chose to ignore them, instead promising her to you."

He glanced around at Corol's men and shrugged. "Now you could try to take her by force of course and press your claim, or more wiser bend your knee to your Queen. It is your choice but I really advise you to bend your knee." Baldr signaled Yol who raised his horn to his lips and blew out a clear crisp note and suddenly the rest of Baldrs 2500 men appeared surrounding Corol's men. "It may be a lot healthier for you," he smiled.
 
Baldr chuckled at the boys posturing. He knew he had no choice and was just trying to save face. However he was worried that the man had sent his escort back to his army. It meant that only he was exposed to the arrows of his troops and if he was willing to sacrifice himself, then Onya could be in terrible danger.

Smiling he nudged his horse into movement and talking he began to circle the man, casually putting himself between him and his Army, cutting off his escape. He knew Yol would protect Onya with his life.

"A slave you say my lord. Who is calling you a slave? After all I am but protecting my soon to be wife just as you were going to," he said gesturing towards the man's own army. "You can not tell me you have brought these men for a casual stroll," he laughed. "However let me reassure you, if you decide not to accept OUR generous offer we are not here to attack you." he then looked hard at the boy, pinning him with his stare. "Unless you choose to attack us," he said menacingly.

Baldrs demeanor changed back to a friendly one. "You will be free to return to your lands where I am told you are beset by enemies on all sides. A rather dangerous situation indeed."

He stroked his chin and looked at Onya. "It is a pity that he does not have any allies that might be able to help him out with his situation. What do you think my dear, is there anyone you can think of that might be able to help?" he smiled.
 
Baldr was surprised by Onya's answer. he had actually been hinting that he and his men along with her were his best option, but she had come up with something far more brilliant. In one fell swoop she would be able to add not just one but three new domains to her Empire and secure a larger section of the Northern part of the Land. Once news of this got out he doubted if any of the smaller barony's would dare to hold out against her and soon even some of the larger ones might think twice.

He smiled and gave a barely perceptible nod to her as she looked at him. Oh he would be leaving most of the diplomacy to her from now on. her mind was as sharp as any sword he carried and just as powerful. With her knowledge of who was exiled where and who ruled what and why, they just might have a chance to ally the whole world.

Baldr looked at her sharply though when she mentioned marrying off one of his sons to this spineless bastard's daughter. Then again he would have to produce one he thought smiling.

"It's not so bad lad. So you have to wait a few years to take over the world and it won't be you actually doing it. Just think, you are not going to be the one risking his ass every day only to find out at the end of it he is too old to appreciate it." Baldr laughed and looked at him. "I am not saying you are not going to have to fight mind you, but if you want to try to conquer the whole world go ahead. We can always head home and leave you to it," he said smiling at Onya.

He thought of what he was going to have to do later. He needed to speak to Onya. This situation reminded him of the Lady Platt and her wish. When he got back to Vint he was going to have to make up his mind about sending Tyr back to Platt or denying her. He thought it was a good idea but it was best to run these things past her. Who knew what could happen if he supported the wrong person?
 
Baldr had been proud of Onya. The way she had taken charge and put the young lord in his place while still helping him out was something to see. Even when she had commandeered his army and effectively told him she was going to have him place people near him to watch his every move, he had not dared to contradict her. In fact she had then reminded him that she had more than doubled his army and provided him another powerful wife. He just hoped this Lady Randianna was at least passably good looking. It might help to mollify the boys wounds some.

As they rode towards Vint he pulled his horse up next to hers and smiled widely at her. "A masterful performance my dear. I could never do something like that. I know how to control armies and fight and I would probably have bullied that boy into submitting. Of course he would have resented us and might have become a problem later on. You however have given him a new wife and an army to help him conquer his enemies, which also helps us. He still might become a problem of course but it will be much later."

He looked at her and his eyes smoldered. "If we were not in public I might just show you how much I am going to enjoy being your husband," he growled.

Once back at camp he discussed things with his Karants and left his second best unit behind. He could absorb the loss and with them watching Corol he could be assured his interest's would be looked after. Besides they would be able to carry out the little surprises he had planned for the Suvians.

As they traveled back to Virta Corols army traveled with them until the road came to a small hilly pass. It was a natural place to block any advances from an invading army. they left him there and continued on. When Onya confided in him about her discomfort he laughed heartily. "Perhaps you would like a repeat performance. They do say the more you do it the easier it becomes and the less certain areas," he glanced at where she was sitting on her saddle, "become sore."

When they finally returned to the city he was amazed at the response of the citizens. He didn't think they would cheer a barbarian ever. Then he noticed that most of it was directed at Onya and he smiled. Of course, it was her they cheered for. Well for now he could live with that. After all he was still the Barbarian that had attacked their city and was to marry their Queen. He would see what their response was a year or two from now.

Once inside the castle he dismissed his men and called for the High priest. He was not going to wait any longer to marry Onya. As soon as the man appeared before them Baldr started speaking. "I don't know what you have heard, but you priestess tried to marry Onya off to some nobleman. He has been convinced that was not a good idea and indeed Onya has set up another marriage for him that he has found agreeable. However I would like everyone to know that the Queen now has a King. As the priestess has fled you are now the head of the order. I would like to be married as soon as possible."

The man nodded and looked at both of them. "Of course I could marry you both right now, however it would be better if we had nobles to witness the act. I believe Lady Stella would be open to coming and several other minor lords and ladies that surround this city can be summoned. Perhaps even this Noble that you spoke of? It would help spread the word your Graces."

Baldr nodded and looked at Onya. "Well my love, how does that sound? We can summon Corol and Lady Stella. Of course we shall have to wait three days but that should give us time to prepare a lavish feast. I have a few things I wish to discuss with you and it may be we can announce them at our wedding."
 
Baldr had spent his time speaking with various people. He was amazed at just how much work it took to plan a Royal wedding. A bird had been sent to Corol and lady Stella. A reply had come back swiftly from the baroness assuring him that she would be there and that she would make all haste. Corol could not respond but baldr was sure the man would not refuse the summons.

He then sent out summons to other Lords and ladies each having to be personally signed by him. The high priest had seemed to be surprised that he could write, let alone write in the Southern way. Still by the end of signing so many forms Baldr had not wanted to see another Quill or ink pot again.

Of course he also had his army to organize and the meeting's with several of his men. His hunters had been sent out far and wide to hunt game for the banquet. Fish had been requested from the fleet of sailboats as well as other seafood delicacies. There was also the matter of rebuilding the city. Fortunately not much had been damaged in his fight to take the city, but he and Onya agreed that they would make Virta their home for awhile and rebuild the city.

Baldr also spoke to Yol and told him of his plans to send him to the town of Greenbrier as it's new Lord. The last had been killed off some time ago and the villagers while still loyal lacked proper guidance. he was going to be given a small detachment of men, some clansmen and some Virtian troops and of course his bride. He had loved seeing that look on his young face as did Onya. The man had gone away beaming and Onya had retired to her room to get her dress fitted and to tell Gree.

he had then spoken to Tyr at length about the lady Stella and what she was like. He had been impressed with his insights into her character and then he had asked about her lands. Tyr told him all he knew and about her situation. Baldr had nodded his head. he know had everything he needed to know to make a decision except one thing.

"What did you think of the Lady personally Tyr. Forget about what I want to hear and tell me your feelings."

He had watched a multitude of emotions play over the man's face until he had looked him in the eye. "She would survive well in the North. A pity she was not born there," he said then headed for the door. Baldr had smiled. Now he had everything he needed.

Gree found him pouring over papers and he sighed as he stood up and began to walk towards her chambers. however he could not help calling after her, "Say hello to Yol for me, and please do not wear him out too much. I need his services tomorrow."

Still chuckling he entered Onya's bedchamber and watched as she emerged from her bed naked. As she invited him to no longer wait for the wedding night he wondered if this was a test then he decided if it was he was failing it.

He quickly took off his clothes until he was as naked as she was and then advanced and took her in his arms. Kissing her he pulled her to him, her breasts brushing up against his chest and his rising sword as she called it, rubbing against her belly. gently he guided her back to the bed and rolled into it pulling her in as well. As they lay side by side kissing, his hand lightly stroking from her hip to her breast and back again, he broke away and then looked at her. 'Are you certain Onya? I do not mind waiting, it is only three days."

His mouth said one thing, his body another, but he would do whatever his love wanted.
 
Baldr loved the way Onya took charge. He knew it would be awhile before she became used to his size and while she adjusted it would be better if she was the one who was in control. He did not mind handing over the reins so to speak. Some men always had to be in charge, be it on the battlefield, in their home on in the bed. Baldr however knew when to defer to those who were more knowledgeable. He had been told it was one of his strengths. He did not allow them to take over or rule him, but he allowed people to speak their minds and he sought out advice.

With Onya he knew that he would be seeking out her advice a lot during their rule, indeed she would probably be making most of the decisions when it came to the negotiating table or policies. He knew he was there for the military side of things and he was happy with the arrangement. In the bedroom he was also happy to wait until she had grown up a little and become accustomed to him. He did not want her to become with child straight away. He thought her too young. If she could hardly take his shaft between her legs he did not want a child trying to force it's way out. He could wait a few years. Still that did not mean they could not have fun practicing.

He marveled at her body as she began to move above him and he saw how her pain soon turned to pleasure. He hoped that soon there would be no pain at all when they did this. He was a little disappointed that she kept her eyes shut. He wanted her to see how much pleasure he was getting from her as well. Indeed the closer she came to her own release the closer he did.

As her cry of ecstasy filled the room Baldr jerked his hips up and filled her belly with his seed. He was not even sure she felt it as he convulsed underneath her, as she was so still, her hands clutching his chest and her mouth open gasping for breath. Suddenly she fell upon him and he lay back, both of them panting and covered in sweat.

Once again he was still inside her and he covered her with furs as he kissed her softly. He was drained but felt remarkably good. This was his wife even if they were not married. In his heart they were and let any man or woman try to deny it. he would kill them where they stood. Wrapping her in his arms he drifted off to slumber. Tomorrow was another big day, but perhaps he could start it off pleasantly.
 
Baldr had been surprised to wake up to find not only his naked wife in his bed but her teen-aged servant. He had merely raised an eyebrow at his wife waiting for an explanation and then smiled when he heard it. "Why I think that is an excellent idea. I do believe our newest lord might even want to try a few more times before his duties call to him," he smiled. "You best hurry back to him, but please tell him your lady needs you tomorrow so you will need your sleep tonight, well at least some." He chuckled as she blushed a deep red and made a hasty retreat.

Onya herself laughed as she crawled back into bed and looked at him. Suddenly she kissed him and reached for his manhood. It looked like Yol was not the only one that was going to enjoy a pleasant morning.

An hour later Baldr had dressed leaving a smiling Onya in bed and headed for his audience chamber. Once there he spent the morning in meetings, sorting out details. He also made sure that rooms were ready for the guests he was expecting today especially the Lady Stella and Lord Corol. He had been informed by rider that the Lord would be coming and by pigeon that the Lady would be. Actually Corol would probably not arrive until tomorrow but it was best to be prepared.

He took his lunch in the room and glanced outside when he heard a commotion. A carriage and a small escort of soldiers had pulled up and Tyr was there to greet it. A lovely woman stepped from it and Baldr smiled. This must be the Baroness his man had told him about. Well he had told Tyr to get her settled in her rooms and provide any food, drink or anything else she needed. A bath would already be running for her and by the looks of things she had not brought too much luggage. A sensible woman then.

The rest of the day was taken up with inspections and meetings and he was exhausted by the time he made it back to his room to bathe and change. Tonight's dinner would be special. he would meet Lady Stella for the first time and see if she was every bit as good as Tyr said she was. If she was he would have no qualms aligning himself with her or sending him off to be his representative. If the man wanted to marry her was his decision though.

He waited for Onya to arrive so they could go to dinner together.
 
Baldr had met with his Karants on the open field in front of the city and taken several people with him. Yol was one as was Tyr and several other brave men. There were losses to be filled in his hierarchy and he was going to promote worthy people to Karants in the time honored tradition of the Clan.

The men to be promoted were put on their horses and put through several trials. All passed as he knew they would and then he presented them with a pendant from his own war chest and a spear from his own armory. These men now took up positions as his Karants. Yol and Tyr were given a stranger title never heard of in the clans before. Baldr told his Karants that a need for a new title had come about now they were in the south. The Karants would always be honored but now the needed Lords to do the jobs the warlike Karants could not do.

Yol and Tyr were the first to be given these titles and a new chain from Baldrs war chest. Afterwards as they returned to the city Baldr told Tyr of lady Stella's arrival and the rooms set aside for her. He told him to visit her and make sure she was settled in comfortably and had everything she needed. He smiled as his man grinned and sped off.

The rest of his day was much the same as it had been for the past several days. Arrangements had to be made, troops and tradesman taken care of and disputes settled. By days end he was looking forward to a meal and visiting with Onya.
 
Baldr had bathed and then changed and headed to the dining hall. As he got closer he heard louder than normal noise coming from it and so he was not as surprised as he should have been when he walked through the door and found thirty strangers mingling in his dining hall.

As he entered, those closest to him began to bow and as news rippled through the room, those further away turned and did the same or curtsied. Not one used to this he nodded his head and made his way towards his usual table. He was trying to remember what was going on then he recalled a meeting he had had earlier in the day. Something about a formal dinner to be held welcoming the Baroness.

He should have remembered and warned Onya about it. He had told her there would be a dinner to welcome Stella but he hadn't known it would be this large. Hell he didn't know more than five people in this room.

He finally managed to grab a cup of something and a few small things to eat when someone accosted him and started asking him questions about some Count he had never heard of and what he thought of the Battle tactics of his men. He was clueless and so got the man to explain in detail all he had seen which he seemed glad to do, at length. He looked around for Onya as he did.

Suddenly she was there, holding his arm like a lost child did to it's parents. He placed his hand over hers in a comforting gesture and continued to nod at the man as if his conversation was fascinating to him. Really he was listening to her heavy breathing and feeling her shivering body.

"I thought there were going to be a handful," she whispered, "I don't think I can do this."

Baldr gave her hand another squeeze and then glanced at her before looking away. "You are the strongest woman I know," he whispered to her. "You have survived a kidnapping and stared down an army. What is a roomful of people to you?"

Then interrupting the man before him he gave him a precise, quick analysis of what was wrong with the Counts tactics and how he could be defeated and then excused himself. Still holding Onya's hand he took her up to the head table and sat her down in her chair and then waited for Stella to join them and held her chair out for her. He watched as Tyr took the seat next to her and smiled.

He gestured for the remaining guests to be seated and then held out his cup. "I know it is strange to start a meal with a toast but I will do so. Soon I am to wed my beautiful Onya and become King of the Known World. Some of you are frightened by this, a Barbarian on the throne what calamity will befall us. Is he forcing her to marry him, what hold does he have over her? Well I tell you I have no hold over Onya except maybe love and I will never force her to do anything."

He gestured for her to stand up. "Long live the Queen" he said drinking from his cup and then smiling at her as he bowed to her.
 
Baldr smiled as Onya seemed to take heart from his words and as he made his speech he kept glancing at her to make sure she was ready to face the crowd. He finally ended it with his toast and sat down and was surprised when she stood up.

She reached to her own glass raising it as she looked out upon the gathering, toasting, "Long live the King!"

He smiled and tipped his cup to her as he drank but noted the people only mumbling the words or saying them behind grimaced faces. They would be the ones he would have to watch or convince he was not here to raid their lands.

"My Lord Baldr!" one of the arguing Nobles called down the table to Baldr. With a respectful nod and tone he said, "You have heard the evidence and claims put forth by myself and my fellow Lords and Ladies. And it is obvious that we are not going to come to agreement on the issue. Perhaps m'lord would honor us with his declaration of who is most likely the truth teller at the table."

It took him a moment to realize what the man was talking about, then as he recalled some of the conversations that had been going on around him, he guessed it had something to do with the dessert he had been served. Truly he did not really care overly much about it, but these nobles seemed to. He racked his brains to come up with an answer and just as he was about to try and formulate an answer Onya came to his rescue.

Onya laid a soft hand upon the back of the assemblage's judge, asking, "If I may, m'lord?". Baldr nodded and she continued.

"I believe that Lord Baldr..." Onya looked to the man and nodded with respect before looking back down the table and continuing, "...would agree with me when I say that claims are easy to make ... but it is proof that will settle this argument. There-fore ... I put forth a challenge."

Baldr wondered just what sort of challenge his soon to be wife would come up with.It would be hard for any one Noble to come up with proof that they or rather their ancestors had created the recipe for the dish. Just how was she going to have them prove such a thing?

She turned to walk around behind Baldr, letting her hand play over him in an intimate way before coming out from behind his chair to slowly pace about the room as she continued, "Before the Falling Wars resulted in the sacking and theft of uncountable volumes of knowledge from the Great Library of Virta, the greatest mystery of all time ... the origin of the Marsh Mallow pudding had been protected within its great collections."

There was a giggle, and when Onya turned to look for its source she realized that it had been Stella. Onya laughed herself, continuing, "Laugh if you will, but the great treasures of the Known World ... knowledge and history and yes, the recipe for Marsh Mallow pudding ... were collected and protected by the Priests of the Order of Vint for generations--"

There was laughter and cheers of agreement about the table. Onya laughed again as she reached and turned about the end of the table. She continued with a tone reminiscent of Baldr about to send his troops into battle, "Therefore...! I issue a challenge--"

She looked to Baldr, smiling, "--in the name of the King of the Known World and future Protector of the Great Library of Virta! Find ... that recipe! Return it to Virta, where it will be protected for generations to come..."

Baldr was impressed. He was sure Onya was making this up as she went along and that she was rather drunk to boot, yet she had everyone here in the palm of her hand, including those that had only just recently been rather cold towards her. He was once again amazed at her ability to turn a crowds mentality around.

The assemblage about the table was getting into the challenge now, with raised glasses and supporting cheers of Onya. She looked again to Baldr, blushing at the realization that she'd taken this a bit farther than she would have if she hadn't already had three glasses of wine.

"And...!" she continued, raising her volume above the noise continuing up and down the table, "...a challenge would not be a challenge ... if there was not a reward at the end of it ... for the victor."

By now, Onya was again at her own chair. She laid one hand on Baldr's arm and lifted her glass -- which had been refilled while she strode -- with the other. She contemplated a reward -- seeing how she hadn't realized she was going to offer one until just seconds ago -- and declared, "Find and return the knowledge and treasures stolen from the Great Library of Virta ... find the dishonorable rabble who pillaged the greatest collection of all time..."

Onya continued, "...and I promise you compensation for each and every item recovered. And...!" She smiled broadly, lofting her glass higher before the assemblage. "Find the original recipe for this humble but treasured dessert ... bring it to your King..." Onya turned to toast Baldr before looking back to the others to continue, "And from then to the end of time ... the Marsh Mallow pudding will carry the name of your Noble House throughout the kitchens of the Known World..."

There was some more laughter and cheers, but it wasn't nearly the result Onya had been hoping for. So she raised her glass higher and declared, "And a County in the territories from which those three ingredients come will be yours!"

Baldr looked stunned at her. She had just given up lands in three counties at a whim, yet she had probably just bought the loyalty of everyone there. Indeed if anyone of them had the book containing the recipe in their collection he could expect it very shortly. He would also expect that other books would soon be making their way to him. If a recipe was worth three counties what would be the worth of other collections? Of course that would be up to the Priests to decide and he hoped to not give out any more lands, especially ones he did not own yet. Still if they were important enough he supposed he would have to deal with that when it came along.


Onya turned back to Baldr, smiled to him, then leaned in close to him and whispered, "I need you between my legs, my King."

Baldr's smile widened and he leaned towards her. "My feelings exactly my Queen. However we must stay for a little longer before we can slip away."

For the next hour the talk was all about the Queens challenge and where people thought the recipe might be located. Finally Baldr and Onya announced their department and adjourned back to their rooms. As soon as they were alone together Baldr had her out of her clothes and on the bed as he divested himself of his own.

He proceeded to get her sufficiently wet and then gently enter her, taking his time. As he began to make love to her he smiled down at her. "For someone that wished to wait until we were married my dear we are doing this an awful lot, not that I am complaining," he chuckled.
 
Baldr awoke with Onya playing with his member and it standing up tall and proud. He was just about to grab her and resume the antics of th night before when she scooted away from him and informed him in no uncertain terms that they would not be doing so. He growled at her and filed that away. He would pay her back for that some day, maybe the next time she drank a bit too much. Still that was also information that was worth knowing as well.

As she got dressed in her long robe he looked at her and he hardly shrunk. God she was beautiful even though she had just woken up. However as she began to talk his erection began to ease, especially at her news.

It seemed her departure the previous night had been so she could meet with the Lady who had led the troops at Vint Captain Ellanora. He respected the woman and under other circumstances would have been proud to have met her. Still such was a warriors life and he held no grudges. It seemed she had news of Aliza and he had sat up. Not only did he want to know what had happened to her but he knew Onya did as well.

She had been a valued member of his forces and at the same time she had become his lover, yet they both knew it would end as soon as Onya was saved. She had died saving the her despite a prophecy telling her not to go. Baldr was determined to give her a burial fit for a warrior and had been ashamed at not being able to retrieve her.

"Do not worry my love,I will meet with her and we will bring her home so we may mourn properly and she may be honored as the true warrior she was."

Baldr arose and dressed then partook of the food that had been brought in. Then giving his beloved a hug and kiss he asked which rooms she had been set up in and strode forth to speak with her.
 
Baldr had walked into the room with Ellanora and had seen the looks on the guards faces. He had then heard the assurances of one of his newer Karants and it was all he could do to keep the smile off his face. Disarming a Darkness warrior was like trying to disarm a snake. It was not possible. A fact she proved when she easily produced two razors and a hidden vial of poison. He could not hide a smirk and waved everyone away.

When she requested to speak with him alone there was an uproar but he glared them down and then nodded sending them all from the room. He doubted even now if she was fully disarmed but it did not matter. If she was here to kill him she would not do it in this manner.

When she told him about Aliza he reached forward and grabbed her by the shoulders and looked into her eyes. "Do not toy with me about this. That woman means a lot to both me and my queen. If this proves to be a falsehood you will pray to be dead." Letting her go he drew in a calming breath and then began again. "Tell me everything."
 
"A Darkness Officer knew her importance and had her taken to a Surgeon. The sword penetrated her fully from back to front but missed vital organs and major arteries. She survived. She survives."

Baldr nodded and smiled. That was the Aliza he knew and loved. Yes he could freely admit he loved the woman and was shocked that these Southerners limited themselves to one woman. He could not understand the concept himself even though his own father had done the same. Well he had only married one woman. Many women had shared his bed with his wife or without. She had finally accepted that there was just some things she could not do for him and that he needed.

Still he needed to know more about her injuries, and about her whereabouts but he knew the woman would not be here without this information. "Thank you for telling me this, but that can not be the extent of your knowledge. Continue with your story."

"When the High Priestess left Vint for Suva, she took Aliza with her. A bird arrived at Vint two days ago ... the reason for my coming here to see you, m'lord."

She reached up into her hair, fishing about until her fingers exited holding a small piece of paper. She offered it out to Baldr, then -- as he looked at it -- she asked, "I was told you can read Southern ... and that you would understand both the words ... and the meaning."

Baldr read the note and saw that Aliza had made sure he knew it was from her and in such a way that he would know it had not been coerced in any way. it had both shocking and good news. He smiled at it and knew he had to get her back immediately.

"I have been directed to tell you that Aliza's health is improving," Ellanora stated in an official tone, continuing, "and that -- with some possible loss of movement in her left arm -- she is expected to eventually make a satisfactory recovery."

He frowned at that. She would not be happy at that loss of movement. She prided herself on her ability as a warrior and any physical ailment was going to hit her hard. Still depending on the injury his medicine men and women might be able to fix it. He had noticed since coming south they knew techniques that had been lost to these people. Maybe they could make her whole again or at least better.

"She will be neither harmed nor tried as a traitor to the Order and Territory of Vint ... which would, of course, result in her execution..."

He knew full well the Priestess would not risk that. he would launch a full scale invasion to rescue her and finish what he started and it would be the Priestess that would be dying by his hands.

She paused until she caught his gaze, finishing, "...so long as the forces of Clan Baldr and its allies ... including the forces of Lord Corol of Ras Rufna evacuate all lands traditionally part of the Territory of Vint that are nearer to the City of Vint than to the City of Virta. If you, Lord Baldr, agree to honor these terms, the High Priestess will cede to the control of Clan Baldr the lands traditionally part of the City of Virta and further north, all the way to and including the Barony of Platt."

She hesitated a moment before adding, "And ... she will give her blessing to your union with Lady Onya. In the eyes of the Order of Vint ... Lady Onya will be Queen of the Known World."

Baldr laughed long and hard. "I am afraid your Priestess is not bargaining from a position of power. Already the people of Vint are unhappy with her, even more so than with me. She abandoned them in their hour of need and ran back to her temple in which she cowers. They already look not to her, but the High priest here in Virta for guidance and he will bless mine and Onya's wedding."

He let that sink in before he continued. "Gathered here are nobles from most of the Northern parts of the Southern Kingdom, all ready to swear allegiance to the Queen and once messengers are sent out that she has returned, how many of the Southern Lords will do the same especially when it is known that the Order of Vint has acknowledged her?"

He wanted to glare at the woman but he knew it was not her fault. She was but following orders and he was impressed with her. She was a capable soildier and a loyal one. "You are welcome to stay for the wedding, in fact I would like you to stay and witness it, but when you return to your mistress I have a warning for her. She best not try to use Aliza as a bargaining chip and her best bet would be to return her unharmed to me immediately. I will not be giving in to her demands and soon Virta will be under our rule as will the whole of the known world as is the right of my Queen. She will either acknowledge that right, which is hers by birth which she herself knows, or she will be destroyed as anyone who opposes us will be."

His voice had been level and composed but more threatening because of it. What he was saying was a certainty in his eyes. Already he could see them ruling the entire known world, it was but a matter of time.
 
Baldr thought about detaining the woman and maybe holding her as the High Priestess did Aliza, but he knew that would be futile. One, he doubted that woman cared whether Ellanora lived or died. She would probably only care about the inconvenience it cost her that she might have to send another emissary.

Two was the fact that Ellanora was not a big enough figure to trade back for Aliza. Oh she was a very capable soldier and a commander, but in the grand scheme of things she was not worth as much as a woman who was loved by both the King and Queen of the Known World and who was carrying Baldr's child.

"Then you may return to Vint, but remember what I have said. I expect word that Aliza is on her way back to us shortly Ellanora. You may not believe this but personally I would prefer not to fight. I do not like the way you Southerners conduct war, it is too bloody and wasteful. You call us Barbarians yet I was able to conquer the whole of the lands you call the Unnamed, Untamed and yet most of the population is still alive as are the fighting men." He stared at her and then shook his head.

"If I have to go to war and fight the way you in the South do, thousands will die, and then who will we rule, for make no mistake I do not loose. I united the North when they said it could not be done. I took both Virta and Vint when they said that was impossible and that was with just my men." Looking at her grimly he spoke softly but with great menace.

"Bring Aliza back home Ellanora. Convince your High Priestess it is in her best interest to do so. She is of my Clan and we never abandon our own. As a Darkness officer I think you understand that."

He stood watching her for several more seconds to make sure she had received the message then he waved her off. "A pity you will not stay, but go if you must, but think on my words. I look forward to your reply. Make it swift."

With that Baldr walked off and made his way back towards his rooms. The only decision now was whether or not to tell Onya about Aliza.
 
Baldr had thought long and hard on what to say to Onya about Aliza, but on entering the room those thoughts flew from his head and instead he just got long and hard himself. He stood looking at her, soaking in her beauty and then finally shook himself and smiled sheepishly.

"Forgive me my dear. Your beauty stunned me for a moment. I just hope it does not do so tomorrow. I would hate to miss my cues and not end up marrying you."

He smiled at he and then it fled from his face as he remembered why he was here. "I have some good news and some bad news and I think you should sit down my love," he said guiding her to the bed. "The good news is that despite all odds Aliza is alive and well. It seems getting run through by a sword is not enough to kill our favorite warrior," he smiled.

He let that news sink in before he hit her with the bad news. "I am afraid though that the High Priestess is demanding that we retreat from the lands surrounding Vint and send Corol home before she will release her. If we do so however she has promised to recognize our marriage and your claim to the throne."

He sighed. "I may have been a little rash. I sent Ellanora away with a message telling the High Priestess that if she harms one hair on Aliza's head she will not be safe anywhere in this world. I also demanded her return immediately." He looked at her and then down at the ground. "Perhaps I should have agreed to her demands. After all once they had declared you Queen they would be officially under your rule anyway would they not," he asked her. "Perhaps I should stop Ellanora from leaving and tell her I have changed my mind."
 
Baldyr nodded as Onya talked. He was glad he had a woman like her. She was the cool to his fire. They would be a good match, she to rule with wisdom and he to rule with passion when required. Oh that was not to say that he was not wise and she not passionate but his normal response when confronted with a situation was to go straight ahead at it. It was the clan way. He had come to appreciate Onya's way of thinking however and was glad that he had her beside him.

Listening to her reasoning and the conditions she wanted to impose on the High priestess he smiled. It was much better than the deal he had proposed and one he was sure she would go for, after all she would be the Queen so how could she deny her. he was a little disappointed that she was not requesting that Aliza be returned straight away, but perhaps it would be for the best. Still he would want her back within a few months. He would have to tell Onya about her condition as well.

There was no way he would keep it from her and he would not have her find it out from anyone else. As she invited him to make love to her he stood up and kissed her. "One moment my love." He walked to the outer door and spoke to the guard telling him to send several guards to detain the lady Ellanora, telling her that Baldr had changed his mind and that both he and Onya would speak to her after the wedding.

He returned to Onya and embraced her then kissed her. As he started to untie her dress he smiled. "Now let me see if I can fulfill the wishes of my queen," he said as he bent down and started to suckle on her nipple.

Two hours later, dressed in loose fitting garments they sat at the small table in their room and enjoyed a small supper together. Baldr smiled at her and waited till the end of the meal before he brought up the subject of Aliza. "I know you have your suspicions my dear and so I will tell you. Yes she did become my lover while we were searching for you. If you were to ask me do I still love her I would tell you yes. As much as you, no. You are the love of my life and complete me, but I do love her. I do not know if you can understand that. You have grown up in our culture but maybe you have to be a part of it to truly understand it." He shook his head and then looked at her again. "There is one more thing. There was a note that Ellanora gave me that was supposed to have been from Aliza. I think it is the real thing. In it she claims she is with child."

He looked at Onya and waited for her response.
 
Baldr looked at Onya's back and thought hard. He wondered what was bothering her so badly. Of course he was going to welcome Aliza back and claim his child if she was indeed pregnant. She should know how important children were to the clan, he would never turn away any child of his. Why would she be worried about it though? She and he would have many children of their own, in fact he would be surprised if they had not already begun with the way they had been going at it.

He thought about everything he knew that might be upsetting her. It could not be anything from his culture so it must be something from hers. He began to go over everything he knew of hers he had learned from his mother and traveling merchants. Finally it came to him and then he realized why she was so upset. He walked up behind her and wrapped her up in his massive arms and kissed her on top of her head, then turned her around so he could kiss her lips.

"You are worried about our children and the way those in the South perceive inheritance. Onya your child will be my successor as it always is, but I will not deny my child. You know how important children are to us and I know how important they are to you." Rubbing her stomach he chuckled, "Besides my love are you sure she is the only one in that condition. You and I have been enjoying ourselves a little too much lately, perhaps you already have a little prince or princess growing inside of you."
 
Baldr knew that while Onya was trying to sound happy she was actually upset about his news. While he could understand her feelings he also thought she was being a little unreasonable. She had grown up in the camp of a Clan and knew the ways of the North. While many warriors had 2 or 3 wives there were also some who only had 1 and just made do with mistresses. It was an open and accepted part of the culture of the Northern lands and even the women indulged in it. However it was always known that the first wife was the one that held the heart of the man for she was the one he had chosen to marry first.

Baldr decided he needed to do something to prove his love to her. While he did love Aliza he loved her in a different way to her. Onya was the love of his life and she had captured his heart. It may sound silly to say that and then say he loved Aliza as well but he did. Just what he could do for her he did not know though. It needed to be grand and public though to show not only her but everyone just how much she meant to him and to leave no doubt just how important she was to him.

As he walked back to his own room he started to think very hard. The wedding would be the perfect venue to do it. Every Lord and Lady for miles around would be there and word would surely get around to those that were not in attendance. It would also get back to the high priestess. He needed to think of something that would both surprise and delight her and disrupt any plans the Priestess was making.

He was halfway to his rooms when he started to grin. He had just had a great thought that might just work. Smiling he sent for a servant and sent for the high priest to meet him in his rooms. He needed to clarify some laws before he made the announcement.
 
Baldr had been standing on the small raised platform in front of all the guests for over ten minutes in all his finery and he was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. He did not normally have any problems being the center of attention or being looked at, but for some reason today it was making him extremely nervous.

Beside him Tyr looked on and chuckled at him. "Do not worry chief, She will be here soon. I am almost positive she would not have decided to run away."

Baldr glared at the man then smiled. He was about to reply when Tyr's eyes lit up and he dashed towards the doors and Baldr's nervousness ramped up.He could not see the doors from where he stood and it was still many minutes before he saw Gree and Yol appear and then veer to the side and then lady Stella and Tyr.

Finally Onya appeared in a stunning dress and a smile lit up his face and he forgot everything else as he stared at her. She was gorgeous and in just a small amount of time she would be his wife. He could not believe his luck that this woman had agreed to marry him. He just hoped she liked his surprise.

As she stepped up next to him and smiled he took her hand and turned to the high priest. At the same time he flashed a quick look at Ellenora who he had made sure had a front row seat. He had stopped her and told her they had agreed to her demands and he wanted her to witness their wedding. Of course he had added Onya's demands and after a few minutes Ellenora had agreed. Now Baldr thought about the surprise he had in store and smiled. She might be in for a large shock soon.

The High Priest began the ceremony, welcoming the guests and blessing the whole proceedings. Baldr hardly heard him as he gazed into Onya's eyes. In fact he was only brought back to reality when she began to speak her vows. The Holy man he had brought with him had approached and wrapped their hands in the sacred binding and she was repeating the words the high priest was saying before placing the gold band on his finger.

He smiled and then it was his turn. He smiled and took the ring, repeating everything the priest said then as he indicated he should place the ring on her finger he smiled and then began to speak. "Onya, you are the light of my life and if I had not met you I truly do not know where I would be now. You are making me the happiest man right now by marrying me and becoming my wife, however we are not just joining as man and wife but we are joining two cultures, the North and the South. You are the Queen of all that there is in the South and I am the King of the North." He looked at her and smiled. "Soon our children will be the heirs to all the lands of the known world, let us hope we are able to give them a peaceful land to rule."

Placing the ring on her finger he grinned widely. "Onya, I Baldr of clan Baldr take you as my first and only wife. You are now Queen of the Baldr clan with all that entails. You now rule all the North as my equal and shall stand by my side forever more as my equal in everything."

He smiled widely at her and waited for her response.
 
Baldr had tried to surprise his bride and instead she had in turned surprised him. Now here she was kneeling before him with her old fathers sword, offering it to him. He knew exactly what that meant and he was sure most of those in attendance did as well.

While he had acknowledged her as his Queen and told all in attendance that she would rule by his side and not below him, she was now telling them that she was her King and giving him the sword of her late father, thus making sure they knew she acknowledged he was every bit as good as he was.

Smiling Baldr took the sword from her and raised it in the air and then reached down and helped her to her feet. He felt the weight and balance of the sword and realized that for all the fancy craftsmanship it was still a weapon built for the battlefield. It would have taken a warrior of tremendous strength to wield it but it fitted in his hand well and as he held it aloft he already felt the power in it.

Looking down at his side he pulled his own blade from his scabbard and passed it to Crone. "From now on I shall use no other blade but this one. I shall do my utmost to honor my Father in laws Blade and to bring the dream he had to life with his daughter."

Sheathing the blade he turned to the priest and smiled. "Sorry to interrupt your ceremony, but if you would please continue. I would like to be officially married to this wonderful woman."

The high priest smiled and after saying a few more words Baldr slipped the ring on Onya's finger and he was finally able to kiss his new Wife. He did so with pleasure and while most of those gathered cheered loudly he kissed her deeply, slipping his tongue into her mouth and dueling with hers.

Then turning to face those gathered he led her down the aisle and out to the hall where he guided her to the dining hall. It had been set up beautifully and a large feast prepared and they took their seats and the main table as other guests filed in. Tyr, Stella, Gree, Yol, Conal and several others sat with them at the main table and they made small talk as they waited until everyone was seated then Baldr stood up.

"I thank everyone for coming today and witnessing our marriage. Please eat and drink to your hearts content." Clapping his hands the servants started to bring in the first course and Baldr turned to his now wife.

"So now Wife," he smiled, "I hope you are as happy as I am."
 
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