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The Slave Mistress Chapter 6

August 25, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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There was a slight breeze trying to tickle Launs nose through the open porthole early in the morning. Her bladder was more successful in bringing her awake and Laun could not ignore it when Gem moved and her knee came up and into Laun’s groin. The blonde was asleep and did not mean to, but it was what made Laun roll from bed.

She had been shown the privy the day before. They called it the Head, for no known reason. There was a long tunic near the top of one of the cases that Laun pulled on and the gummy slippers to make her way to where she could relieve herself.

She almost expected the door to the cabin to be locked. It was not. Laun made her way through the narrow ways below deck to the privy and used it, her body seemingly with a never ending stream of urine for a count of almost twenty.

Done with that morning ritual, Laun made it to the upper deck and took in the misty light coming to the moving schooner. The trees on either side of the river seemed very far away and the mist covered them sometimes making Laun think they had traveled to a lake or perhaps the ocean while they were asleep. »Read More

The Slave Mistress Chapter 5

August 22, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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The sun was about to set in the West, the clouds mostly cleared in that part of the sky and the colors painted on the clouds left above were bright. The schooner was anchored at a place the men knew well, a small cove created by a stream meeting up with the main river. It was not exactly hidden from the flow, but it was hard to get to if you did not know where to go exactly. The wind did not care and brought a coolness to the lingering afternoon heat through the trees that drooped across the cove entrance, a scent of green things and the water on it.

The deck was set for dinner, a table and two chairs and a sideboard that was ready for the food the cook below had prepared. Liam had asked for Laun to dress formally for dinner and she was glad she had packed the red and black dress, just in case. It was her best dress, other than the heavy red velvet thing hanging on her arming tree back at Salam-Dir. She had one blade on her, a small thing hanging off her belt to balance a small pouch, and that was it. She did not feel as though weapons in this circumstance were a good idea. Even if she felt more naked without her harnesses and straps than if she was completely naked except for weapons in front of the men on the ship.

Liam took Laun’s hand and kissed it lightly, a raised eyebrow at her lack of crown and jewelry. Laun thought he was just amused at her choice of clothing, but smiled and let him lead her to one of the chairs.

“I have been told that we have fresh fish and mussels from the river for dinner tonight.” Liam sat and one of the sailors poured from a wide and flat bottomed decanter into similar glasses.

Laun took her glass and appreciated the thought behind the delicate things that were designed not to tip from the slightly swaying table. “I am looking forward to it, Liam, though I have to admit that my pregnancy turned me from fish for most of it.” »Read More

The Slave Mistress Chapter 4

August 17, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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The early morning was slightly overcast. Few people were heading into the Capitol City that morning. Only one group was on the road out, a few single travelers behind them.

Nesil and Laun rode in silence next to each other, the carriage with Gem, the babies and a few travel cases behind. There was one soldier with them, the man driving the carriage, but he was dressed in civilian clothes, a cap on his head to cover his shaved head. Laun was without anything remarkable on her, other than a woman wearing riding leathers, but her baring gave away her status, even with the cap instead of the crown over her hair. There had been no trouble at the gate and Laun suspected that word had been sent to all the gates to let travelers out without question that morning.

They followed the river downstream along the River Road for more than an hour. There was a mist that made the overcast morning even grayer, but Laun enjoyed the feeling of the humidity on her skin and the slightly muffled sound of the horses on the gravel of the road. They came to a wide bend in the road, a smaller track coming off and into a marshy woodland next to the river turning away from the road, or perhaps the other way around.

Liam’s messenger led the way, the newly green trees around them shading the growing morning light from the path. Grace cantered and tossed her head, not liking the woods, but staying firm under Laun as they followed Nesil. »Read More

The Slave Mistress Chapter 3

August 12, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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Laun was at the front of the small group traveling with her. She had stopped to make sure she had on a longer tunic, not a dress, with her riding leathers, and her crown on her head as she approached the gate to the Capitol City. The soldiers on guard turned to her on her palfrey and snapped to attention when they saw the three pointed crown.

“Your Highness! Welcome back.” The Sergeant did not relax even after Laun saluted back.

“How is the day, Sergeant?”

He glanced to one of his squad behind him and back to Laun, saying, “Remarkably quiet, Highness.”

“The roads, also. What do I owe for my-”

He held up a hand and moved to the side. “Nothing, Ma’am. Please.” He motioned and the larger gate was opened for the carriage behind her. Laun waited as the rest of her group went past, Liam’s messenger following the one officer with them, before Laun turned Grace towards the gate.

“Thank you, Sergeant.” Laun nodded to him and then to the others at the post. »Read More

The Slave Mistress Chapter 2

August 8, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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“The river is topping the bridge and we are not sure if it is going to last past the next rainstorm.”

The Spring thaw had brought a flood with it that year. Once the weather had changed, it had stayed warm, the pockets of snow and cold disappearing over a few warm weeks, not the good cool month it usually took. Hunter and the squad from Nestwood had come back for the almost bi-weekly personnel change with news that was not heartening.

“Well, if the bridge has to go, it has to go. Or it needs to be properly rebuilt with better foundations that don’t block the river.” Laun was sitting on a log outside the keep of Salam-Dir, talking with the men who had just traveled two days back to the land. It was early afternoon and she was reveling in not having to have cape and mittens on. Or boots. Her toes were covered with cold mud and she was squishing it around as the men were reporting on the last two weeks.

“After the floods have come down, but I am not sure that we will be able to get across at all if the bridge goes out.” Hunter was sitting on the log with her, one of his large hands on her leg and a smile on his face, even with the dire news. »Read More

The Slave Mistress Chapter 1

August 6, 2020 / Miss R posted in Uncategorized / No Comments

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The muffled sounds of snowfall on the thick glass woke Laun, but even though snow meant it was warmer, it did not make her want to get out of bed that early in the morning. She was surrounded by her Loves and household and she was warm and comfortable. Her habit of getting up early in the morning to exercise was what had woken her, but she was not willingly moving from the bed that morning.

She was tired of getting up so damnedably early.

There was movement beside her and eyes opened. The low night lamp made Fount’s grey eyes deep and dark that morning. The sleepiness was blinked away and Laun could see the smile at the corner of his eyes.

“Good morning, Husband.”

Fount’s hand went between the covers and found her arm. “Good morning, Wife.”

There was movement and a yawn on the other side of her. Both Fount and Laun moved as Edgar pulled the blanket back and looked at them in the dim morning light.

“Good morning, my Lord.” »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 51

August 5, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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The weather was threatening to turn. The storms heralding the change of season were on the horizon and they had to leave.

It had been several days since Engrid had been brought out of the Embassy and taken into custody. Laun had not exactly relaxed, but she allowed herself to visit with people clamoring for her attentions. She had eaten meals with nobles inside and outside the Palace. She had walked the green strip around the Palace several times, being flirted with and seduced and allowing the men to think that they had broken down her defenses. She had been in meetings alongside Falmir. She had carved out time to talk with Lucas more in depth.

Laun was having several assignations a day and it was mentally tiring more than physically tiring. Keeping things straight, remembering names. Being fresh for the next person who wished her attentions. She did not know how Mimi and the other red scarves did it.

Things were being packed up in the rooms. Some of the jewels were being sent along, much to the chagrin of Laun. Some of the dresses were put into travel bags, some into chests. The chests were to go to the Sand Castle, the first of Laun’s presence there. Erin had pulled Laun to the side and had asked to stay at the Sand Castle, to be it’s guardian until she could come back to it. Laun had liked the idea and had asked Lucas to allow some of her stipend to go to the upkeep. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 50

July 26, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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Three horses and three riders were at the gate of the Myrned Embassy. The woman stepped forward but did not have to knock or pull on the rope beside the portal before it opened.

The people on the other side were not smiling, but they were not frowning, either. There were bows and the guests were ushered in. The late summer had not been kind to the trees within the walls of the Embassy, but the trees were still shading small plantings of the exotic flowers from the kingdom from the other side of the mountain range.

The yard was not desolate, but the envoy servants tried to bring the guests through as fast as they could. The grand reception hall that was the center of the building seemed to go on for quite a ways, though if you were observant, you would have seen mirrors that helped with the illusion.

Ambassador Ouetal was waiting for the visitors. He bowed to them and then offered his hand to the woman. His eyes had already taken in the light tan colored dress and veil, unexpectedly plain, but set with her three pointed crown and some pearls and she seemed to outshine the brightest colored noble fashions he had recently seen.

“Princess, I am honored that you are here today.” »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 48

July 15, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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There had been introductions. There had been a little banter back and forth, all meaningless, but with meanings behind it. There was a little confusion when the seating occurred as it seemed there were a few too many people for the table. It was sorted out, Evan standing with the household servants as Gem sat between two of the Myrned envoys.

“I hope you like spicy foods, Highness.” Ambassador Ouetal motioned to the plates being put on the table. “This is a dish from Myrned that sometimes has foreigners drinking far too much water after a bite.”

Laun picked up a spoon and poked at the brown and orange food. “I will try, sir. I hope I do not disappoint you if I cannot finish it.”

He smiled across the table at her and took a bite of the food himself. He made a ’not bad’ face and continued to eat. Laun had her bite and waited. There was a flush of heat and spice after a little bit and she made the mistake of breathing in at the wrong moment.

There was laughter from the Myrned people as Laun coughed and drank from her tankard. “Milk works better, Highness.” A slight rolling of his ‘r’ was the only indication that he grew up speaking another language. »Read More

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