Serpent's Tooth

"You are a great friend. And of course you can keep the candle, I should not need it anymore. Actually I would suggest you stay in the room and Quomor and I move into the new one, since I have less luggage than you have."

At the mention of the candle another idea formed in Verialyn's mind. Maybe ... she could do her friend a little favor as well, she definitely had earned that.
 
"Well then, let us get your things." Phyliss felt a bit sulky, although she did not know why. She went inside, and left the door open for Verialyn and her slave. She looked through her clothes, wondering what she should wear for dinner.
 
Verialyn had been right, she indeed did not have much luggage, and in less than 5 minutes it was all moved to the other room which was an identical copy tot he one they currently occupied, including two separate beds. She casually pointed to one of then and the adjacent wardrobe and asked Quomor "I would suggest you sleep here. Is this o.k. for you?"

As she said this, she already heard steps on the stairs. That must be the Magister Kraeuterli, so she went to the door of the room to check. And indeed, up the stairs came a man in his fourties, with the usual violet and orange robes of his profession, his medical bag in one hand. As he saw her he greeted "Oh, you must be Lady Kallidis. I am Magister Kraeuterli. So where is the patient?"
 
Phyliss saw her friend leave with her friend. She took off the new dress and the cape, and sat down on the bed, just in her black underwear and the lime green boots. She looked at the tip and was sulking, not able to clear her thoughts what to do next. She just felt confused and sad.

Quomor had carried the luggage of Verialyn into the other room. It was much less then he expected. A very strange developement of things. He looked at the two beds. Would he have believed this in the morning. Suddenly he heard the voice of the Magister and saw him enter. He turned pale, because now he was in a fix. And he thought he had made himself clear! The gorgon had understood it, he knew from her reaction. But his new owner, she did not get the hint he thought was obvious. He even thought she got it already in the tent, and just to make sure he hinted at it again. Maybe the gorgon was the more clever one of them? How should he explain now that he just made the story of the infection up, so that she could reduce his price? Well, maybe he had to fake some coughs again and could hope that this Krauterli would fall for it.
 
Verialyn just directed the healer right into the room.

At first Magister Kraeuterli was quite shocked at what he saw. His valuable time spent on a common slave, and such an ugly one to boot? But he had been ordered to help, and his professional pride forbade it for him to do anything but his best, even if he disapproved of the patient. So he matter of factly said "Bare your chest" as he extracted a larger trumpet like instrument from his bag.
 
"Now to late to apologize." thought Quomor. So he bared his chest and coughed a little.
 
The healer placed the wide end of the copper trumpet at his chest, and his ear at the small end, and listened intently for a while.

Finally he nodded, withdrew and packed his instrument away again. "I think I have grave news for your slave" he said meaningful, as he watched Quomors expression. "His lung is perfectly healthy, but it seems he is a very good actor."

With that he grabbed his bag and left the room.

Verialyn just raised an eyebrow at Quomor and wordlessly shot him a questioning glance.
 
Quomor raised his hands in desperation. "I tried to tell, and I think the gorgon got it. I had to give a reason to push the price, and I expected that this idea would work out fine."


Meanwhile, Phyliss was still sulking, but had decided for a dress for dinner. But as it was lowcut in the back, she needed different lingerie. In a strange mood, she kept her boots on while she stripped all her underwear off. She stood nude before the mirror and looked at herself. She sometimes felt some envy for Verialyn, because she was so human in her appearance, what made her feel like a freak. What she was, after all. Even orks, trolls and goblins were a race, but gorgons had no parents, sisters or brothers. But, was she ugly? Her face was beautiful, everybody would have to admit that. Verialyn was pretty, but would not come close to that. Her body was perfect, but Verialyns breasts were bigger, no doubt. But her boobs weren't that bad, were they? They were rather large, as well, and really firm. She pressed them, and it felt good. She rubbed them more, and he nibbles got firm. She stroke over the small hairy stripe of her pubic her and touched her own pussy, rubbing a finger over it.
 
Verialyn had to laugh " 'I have never been in a brothel in my life' ... I should have caught that hint. Maybe I am getting old.

Hey, no need to be frightened, after all you pulled off that ruse in order to be bought by me, so I should feel flattered. Or was there another reason?" A wry grin appeared on her face.

"And it shows you were indeed a worthy investment. Here, let me give you a hug to calm you down." And indeed Verialyn immediately stepped up to him and wrapped her arms around him in a good natured hug.

Then she let go of him, though, and became a little more thoughtful. "But Phyliss appeared to be a little strange. I am not sure what it is, maybe I should look after her. Just wait here for me, I should be back soon. And make yourself comfortable while you are at it." With these words she turned and started to head for the door.
 
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The first time, for many, many years, a little smile stole onto Quomors face. "I thank you." he said, what was really much to say for him. Maybe, this would turn out to be a lucky day.

Phyliss closed her eyes and rubbed a little further and tipped her index finger into her pussy, while she stood before the mirror.
As she opened her eyes, she saw the door opening. She quickly put her finger out, but she stood nude, except for her green boots, before the mirror, her nipples fully erected. She blushed a little, as she saw her friend enter, and her snakes waved.
 
Verialyn hesitated as she saw her friend standing naked before the mirror and noticing some minor hints of her arousal, although she was not exactly sure what to make of the scene.

So, after she had closed the door behind her, she asked "Umm, I hope I have not come at an unopportune time. But when I left a few minutes ago you seemed somewhat ... perturbed." They had travelled together for too long for one of them not noticing if something bothered the other "So if there is anything you want to talk about..."
 
"Umm..well.. I don't know. I just feel astrange." the gorgon sat down on the bed, not caring that she was naked down to her knees.
"It was somehow fine when I was in the shop, and I thought i looked so dashing, but then... I am not sure what it is. I suddenly feel so freakish. Sometimes, when I am with you, I feel like the odd freak friend at your side, and the people just deal with me because yo#re my firend. Today I had the feeling nobody even looked at me, except the shopboys. I can't be because of these, or is it?" she grabbed her full breasts. "They aren't so small, are they. It is more because of the snakes. Or my eyes?"
 
Verialyn sat down on the bed next to her, put an arm on her shoulder, and pulled her tightly towards herself.

"No, my friend, they are not too small. Your snakes are unusual, but we both know that already. And when was the last time I have been able to casue some shop boys to trip over a clothes stand on my own because they were too horny to stand upright?" She again had to smile at the mention of that event, just like when Phyliss had told her about it on their way back from the market.

"You are again making yourself smaller than you are. Take our host for example, His eyes are almost all the time on you when the three of us are together. Yes, some people look just at the size of... but there are many others."
 
Phyliss leaned her head on Verialyns shoulder, while she squeezed her own breast. "Some lovers said to me they were really big." she said, like to herself. "And today I just had the strange feeling that you could become tired of me, I don't know why, but it hurt me."
 
"Well" Verialyn added "maybe those lovers said so because that is what they are?"

Only to add in a more serious tone "You are a good friend, probably the best one I have. One does not tire of friends. You sometimes tire of ways to amuse yourself, but that is not what friendship is about.

Yes, I was a little fascinated by Quomor's exotic appearance. In the beginning I almost felt like a little girl discovering a new toy." She had to grin at that "But only because he momentarily held my attention does not mean you are any less a friend of mine that you were before."
 
"Oh, I do not mind Quomor. I'm not lealous of him. I just wondered why you'd choosed such an ugly slave, and then, I find it strange that we have slaves after all. I mean, I have been on the run most of my life, so it just looks run to me to have a slave. ALthoug I often wished that I had someone to carry my clothes behind me. Just in the morning..." she looked at the tips of her boots "I feeled like not being sexy enough, and you just pleased my out of pity then."
 
"Oh, I never had a slave myself for a very long time. Only when I was young, but that was in another life, one I have almost forgotten about..." Her thoughts drifted back to her youth, which now was centuries behind her, and she became quiet for a few moments.

"Ouomor, that was a spontaneous idea, not something I put much thought into, he is a decent enough fellow it seems, and maybe I will set him free soon. But I am a little surprised that you would value someone less only because he is not beautiful." Her smile made it clear that she had no intention of being cross with Phyliss because of that.

"And regarding this morning... How do I put it. I am simply not into girls, not much I can do about that, now can I? I did what I did to make you feel better, because you are my friend, not because I pity you."
 
"I am bit touchy, yes?" she pouted a little, but only a few seconds. "I mean, I don't value him or anyone else who is ugly less. I just would not like to own him, or fuck him, to be more literate." she played with her snakes. "And I am not into girls either, but I really liked it, it was something ver sensational that did not happen to me before. It is as new as - my thought of needing punished."
 
"That is different tastes for you, then." Verialyn smiled again. "I am very much looking forward to see - and feel - what his tool can do, and for some reason his ... unconventional exterior does not bother me at all. Two hundred years ago I might have reacted differently, but time can change a person." The slight hint of a brooding mood vanished immediately as she lightheartedly added "But then, wouldn't it be boring if we all liked the same things?"

"And if you really liked what we did this morning then" she surprised her friend with an intense hug "I am glad we did it. That was the purpose of it." She needed to stop the gorgon's brooding, and put her mind to other things, so she got up, and looking at her firend, asked:

"But shouldn't you get dressed for dinner? Or do you want to go this way, to emphasize your new boots?"
 
Phyliss chuckled.
"I think they are hot, although I am not sure of anybody else, except the boys. But I get better dressed." She picked up a soft, flowing black dress in simple, but elegant design.
"But I do adore beautiful man. I don't want to open it again, but just the eyes of Antides could make me wet. And when he looked down at me, gazing into my eyes, I wanted to drop on my knees for him. If he had spanked me and make me crawl before him, I would have lost my mind." The gorgon took her new boots of and chose light black sandals for supper.
 
Verialyn watched her friend dressing.

"Oh, by the way, have I already thanked you for picking my new outfit?" She did a pirouette, sending her skirt flying, for emphasis. "I really like it. Nothing too fancy, but somehow very fitting."

"But now you better go. And think up a good reason why I don't join you. Or maybe just say nothing, I have the feeling Flavius has accepted this as a fact by now, and stopped asking questions."

As a side benefit while Phyliss was at dinner, she would have some time for ... a nice little surprise for her friend. Hopefully she would find what she needed in that limited time ...
 
Phyliss quickly picked up some bracelets and a long necklace made out of big shiny, transparent green beads.
"Yes, it suits you well. And don't worry about Flavius. He should do exactly as I tell him, or I might lose my temper."
She walked down into the hall, to find her host.
 
Maybe it was only because they just had talked about it, but it seemed to Phyliss that there was open admiration in Flavius' eyes as he greeted her. "Ahh mylady, the lunch will be so much more enjoyable due to your presence."

He quickly motioned for one of the servants to help her with her chair.

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Verialyn waited long enough until she was sure that her friend was in the dinner hall, before she picked up some more of the gold that formed her part of the reward, and then quickly rushed down the stairs and out of the estate, heading for the market again. There was not too much time, so she hoped she would be lucky...
 
Phyliss sat down. "I am glad if my presence can enjoy someone. But you are a most genrous host." She took a closer, but not to obvious look at him, thinking of what Verialyn had just told her about beauty.

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Quomor did not complain about waiting. He just sat back and relaxed. A rom for his own, and a good one, just perfect.
 
Flavius just inclined his head slightly in humble regongnition of her compliemnt. Then he also sat down, and immediately the servants began serving the food.

As he tried to make a little small talk during the meal he politely asked "So, was Magister Kraeuterli able to help your friends rather unusual slave?"

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Ahh, there it was, exactly what Verialyn had been looking for. And still within reasonable limits gold wise, maybe because it was not for everyone...

She quickly made her purchase and hurried back to the Kornalis estate, hoping to reach it before Phyliss had finished lunch.
 
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