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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

The Slave Princess Chapter 47

July 11, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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Laun wished things would stay the same for at least a day before changing.

There were different curtains up in the main room, darker in color and thicker in fabric. There were pillows and blankets and flowers and little knick-knacks that had been brought in. A desk had been wedged in behind one of the couches, a small pile of messages and small boxes ignored next to a sheaf of clean writing paper. A small stack of books was next to the desk, some of the bindings new, some quite old.

Laun saw all this as she was puling her jerkin off and heading for the bathing chamber. That had been subtly changed, also. There was a new bench that had stacks of loopcloth toweling. There was a many-drawered chest next to the vanity and all the mess had been cleared, a few new pots of cosmetics lined up along the back. The paper flowers were still in their basket. Laun was happy about that as she sat on the ceramic privy and let her unhappy midsection empty it’s self.

“I told you the stew was bad.” »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 46

July 9, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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When Falmir had shown up as Laun had predicted, she had not considered that he had fully planned the day for her. He ordered food and drink to be brought to her rooms, ate with her as she bathed and dressed her in what he picked out. He made the others get up and clean up. Falmir marched them through the Palace, only a few guards trailing behind. He had the horses saddled and waiting at a side entrance, the morning drizzle not putting him off of his plans.

Laun had said that she had gotten lost in the Capitol City and he was going to show her the city so it would not happen again.

They had caused a bit of a ruckus as they went through the streets, some people recognizing the King and surging towards him, some recognizing him and moving away. Silar, Gem and Evan surrounded Laun at one point as a tankard went past her head, stale mead spattering her leathers.

It was now several hours since they had stopped at an Inn called the Frightened Maid to have a noon meal. The innkeeper had been honored, moreso when the gold plate came from Falmir’s pouch. Laun saw how people looked at them, seeing the nobility, the crowns, not the people beneath them. Laun had been able to stuff a few of the soggy rolls into her leather jerkin before Falmir had prodded them all out of the Inn and into the street again. She was tearing parts off and eating while Falmir pointed out yet another landmark that he deemed important. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 45

July 6, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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There was soft light in the room and soft footsteps on the wood. Ifahyd opened his eyes and had to think for a moment where he was before he moved.

He rolled onto his back. It was a good bed, but he missed his at the Estate. He was not used to being surrounded by people, but it was strangely comforting listening to the sighs and snores around him.

He looked and saw Laun was gone from between Edgar and himself. He looked and saw several figures moving in the room. He had to prop himself up further to make sense of it.

Four figures. Each with knives in their hands. Moving together, a deadly dance between the beds. They were all naked, two men, two women. They made little noises as they moved, quiet focus sounds as they battled invisible foes. »Read More

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