“An idea about what?” Eira asked.
“How we can meet the men they get the dragons from,” the strawberry-blonde explained.
“What were you thinking?” I asked as I reached over and wiped my dagger clean on the dead man’s clothes.
“He said we needed him.” Kas reached into her satchel to get out her spell book, and as she spoke her words got quicker and her voice got higher with excitement. “But I saw a spell not too long ago. It’s an illusion spell.”
The sorceress flipped to one of the pages in her book, and then she turned it and held it out for me to see. On the page was a drawing of two men with completely different appearances, but below it was another drawing of the two men, only this time the one on the right looked more like the one on the left. The drawings continued down the page until the drawings were of the same man.
“You’re going to turn us into them?” I asked, and my head cocked to the side as I looked at the page.
“No.” Kas shook her head. “Well, yes. Not exactly.”
“How does it work?” Eira inquired.
“We’ll take on the appearance of them,” Kas explained. “But we’ll still feel like ourselves, and we’ll look the same to each other. Everyone else will see us as them, though.”
“Good idea,” I told her.
“I figured then we could show up as them and see if we could find out who the boss is.” Kas smiled and laid her book on the ground.
“You’re cleverer than I had expected,” Eira said with a raised eyebrow.
“Um, thanks?” Kas chuckled.
“It’s a compliment,” Eira assured her. “You’re Ramir’s daughter, I knew you’d be clever, but this is brilliant.”
“Oh, thank you.” The sorceress smiled brightly.
“What do we need to do?” Asta asked as she looked over Kas’ shoulder.
“We just need a few things of theirs,” Kas explained. “Then I can perform the spell in the morning. I don’t think we want to spend the rest of the night as these men.”
“No, thank you,” Eira said dryly.
“I didn’t think so,” Kas laughed. “We need a lock of hair from each of them, and something that belongs to them that we can wear.”
“Alright,” I agreed. “We should look over their bodies anyway. If they have anything valuable, take it.”
“This isn’t so different from being back home in the warband,” Eira chuckled.
“No, I guess not.” I smiled at the redhead.
We took a few moments to look over the elf bodies around us, and it wasn’t long until we had a small pile of loot, as well as locks of hair and rings or tunics that belonged to the men.
After we’d finished that, I decided to look through the cart, but when I got inside I found Blar and Inger already there. The two of them were sitting on the edge of a crate, and they each had a piece of bread in their grubby little paws.
“Blar!” I chastised, and both of them went still.
Inger looked at me with wide eyes before she dropped her bread and shook her head at Blar as if she were disappointed in him.
“Nice try,” I told her with a glare. “At least Uffe is good.”
I looked around as I spoke, since I realized I wasn’t sure where the little red earth dragon was. After a second, though, I saw him in the corner of the cart with a little piece of bread next to him. He stared up at me with glistening, pitiful eyes, and I shook my head and smiled at him.
“Not you, too,” I chuckled. “Alright, finish your bread, but no more until dinner, understand?”
Blar, who hadn’t even bothered to look the least bit dejected, took another bite of his bread and smiled widely at me so I could see the mashed-up food in his mouth.
“Blar, don’t you know it’s impolite to chew with your mouth open?” Eira asked from behind me, and I turned to see her entering the cart.
The little dragon gulped, took another bite, and chewed with his mouth closed.
“Maybe I need to have you around more often,” I teased.
“I think you do.” The redhead smiled and winked at me. “What have you found in here?”
“Nothing yet.” I shook my head.
“I’ll help,” she offered.
Eira and I set to work looking through the cart, but I could find nothing except some random trash, more bread, a blue block of something that smelled like cheese of some sort, and more and more cages to put the little dragons in.
“These arseholes have to have something good around here somewhere,” Eira said as she flipped over a large chair.
“If they didn’t know who the main dealer was, then it’s possible they don’t have anything to lead us to him,” I observed. “But where is the money from the dragons?”
“Are you looking for their coin stash?” Kas asked, and I turned to see her and Asta come inside.
“Yeah.” I nodded. “It has to be around here.”
I didn’t really care about the coins that much, but it was always nice to have extra money, and I knew they had to have hidden it somewhere. It seemed foolish to leave it there to rot.
“They probably put a spell on it,” Kas said, and she pursed her lips.
“Do you think you can figure out where it’s at?” Eira asked.
“Let me see.” Kas pulled her spell book from her bag and flipped through it for a second before she stopped on a single page and smiled. “Here we go.”
“What does it do?” Asta asked.
“It’s to reveal hidden objects in the room,” Kas said. “I need your help.”
“Okay.” The elf girl smiled and held out her hands.
Kas grasped Asta’s arms, and she started to mutter something in the old language. The second time, Asta joined in, and a second later a bright sparkle of silver fluttered up between them.
The visible reflection of magic glittered and swayed gently as if it were in a breeze, and then, suddenly, it shot across the room and landed on the wall.
“What the …?” Eira breathed.
“It’s here!” Kas announced as she ran over to the silver dust.
The sorceress knocked on the wood a couple of times, and then she pulled out her greatsword and pried up one of the boards.
“Whoa,” Asta murmured, and Eira and I made our way over to them.
There, behind the board of the cart, was a large chest that overflowed with coins. There were some silver and copper coins, but mostly it was full of gold, and my eyes widened at the sight of it.
That was more money than I’d ever seen in my life, and I figured it was probably more than the girls had seen, too.
“Fuck, yes,” Eira laughed. “Good going, you two.”
“There’s so many coins,” Asta breathed.
“We should save them,” Kas said decisively.
“I think you’re right,” I told Kas. “We can use a few if we need to, but this money was made by selling dragons. We should use it to free them.”
“Noble of you.” Eira smiled. “I think that’s a great idea.”
“Thanks.” I smiled back at the redhead.
The girls and I gathered all the loot we’d gotten from the elf bodies and loaded it into the cart. We left the coins in the wall since we were going to take the cart anyways, and after everything was loaded up, we looked at the map to find somewhere to stay for the night.
The field we were headed to was quite large, so we decided to find a corner near the forest to camp out at. We didn’t want to accidentally run into the men we were going to meet in the morning before we were ready.
The girls and the dragons stayed in the back of the cart while I steered us toward the field. I’d only driven a cart one other time, the day before, but I found it relaxing. The horned, horse-like animals were incredibly docile and well-trained. They definitely weren’t as intelligent as dragons, and they didn’t seem to care that their masters were dead, they just did their job without a second thought.
Once we got to the field, though, I pulled out some fruit fr
om the back of the cart and gave each of the animals an apple as a treat. Then I unhooked them from the cart and allowed them to graze on the grass nearby.
“Do you think they’ll run off?” Kas asked with a frown.
“No.” I shook my head. “They’re well-trained. I’m sure they’ll stay close, but we’ll keep an eye on them.”
“Okay,” the sorceress agreed.
I got a fire going for us so we could keep warm and cook something up for dinner, and then I scavenged inside the cart to see what food I could find.
I was able to locate some vegetables, salted fish, and more bread. I’d never had elven bread before, but it was said to be delicious, and I was excited to try it.
I also found a large jug of something Asta said was elven wine, so I brought it out to the fire as well.
I threw together our dinner in one of the pans out of the cart. I cooked the fish and vegetables together, and then I served them with a side of bread and wine.
I’d had fish and vegetables plenty of times, so I decided to try the bread first. It was flat instead of thick and puffy like the bread in Asgard, and it had little green and yellow flecks in it.
I wasn’t one to shy away from new food, though, so I took a large bite.
The flavor hit my mouth, and I immediately let out a moan of satisfaction. The bread was much softer than I’d expected, and it was slightly sweet, with a hint of salt and spices to it. The rumors of elven bread being a delicacy seemed to be entirely true. I’d never eaten bread that tasted so good in my life.
“You like the elven bread?” Asta inquired with a smile.
“It’s delicious,” I sighed, and I took another bite.
“Sooo good,” Kas agreed through a mouthful of the baked goods.
“Mmmm,” Eira moaned. “Asta, you’ve been holding out on us.”
“I can’t make elven bread,” the white-haired girl chuckled.
“But… you’re an elf?” Eira laughed.
“Yes, but I never learned how,” she explained. “My bread is always dry and tastes like dirt. Not like this.”
“This is wonderful.” Kas smiled, and her eyes looked dreamy as she took another bite.
“Don’t eat too much!” Asta warned. “Elven bread gives a feeling of euphoria if too much is consumed.”
“I didn’t know that,” I said, and my brow furrowed.
“It’s not something typically known to outsiders,” Asta explained. “I think it’s because it helps to sell it at the market.”
“So, the elves have been selling us drugged bread?” Eira chuckled.
“It’s something about the way it’s cooked.” Asta shrugged. “It wears off after a few minutes.”
“Someone should probably have told the dragons sooner,” Eira said, and she pointed to where they all laid near the fire.
Blar was on his back with his tongue sticking out of his mouth as he smiled giddily. Uffe took another bite of his bread, and a lazy smile spread across his face as he slowly smacked his lips, and Inger pranced around and flew up ever so slightly so it looked as though she was weightlessly bounding around the fire.
“You said it wears off after a few moments, right?” I asked Asta with a raised eyebrow.
“Yes.” The elf girl nodded. “But it may take longer for them since they’re so small.”
“They seem like they’re enjoying themselves,” Eira laughed.
“A little too much,” I chuckled.
After we finished dinner and had some more wine, we all settled in around the fire for the evening.
Kas laid down with her spell book in front of her near the flames so she could read, and Asta sprawled out next to her to look up at the stars. Uffe made his way over to the two of them and laid by their feet while Inger curled up next to Asta’s head, and Blar climbed on top of Kas.
The little blue dragon pushed on her butt a few times with his front paws, and then he plopped down and let out a small sigh.
Kas looked back at him with a smile and a glare, but she shook her head and kept reading.
I poured Eira and I another round, and before we’d even finished our drinks, both Asta and Kas were fast asleep. Asta’s mouth was parted, and she let out little snores while Kas drooled on her spell book.
“It seems we’re once again alone,” Eira said, and I turned to look at the redhead.
“It seems that way.” I smiled softly.
Eira’s green eyes locked onto mine, and she slowly set her glass of wine on the ground next to her. Then she reached out and grabbed the back of my neck so she could pull me toward her.
Her lips locked onto mine with a fervor, and she moaned slightly into my mouth as they parted and allowed my tongue inside.
Now, this was a goodnight kiss.
Chapter 25
Eira’s slender body pressed into mine, and I could feel her ample breasts against my chest. My hands gravitated to her thin waist, then down to her full hips, and my erection stirred inside my pants.
The redhead’s hands found my hair, and she quickly pulled it down from its ponytail and wrapped her fingers in it.
“Oh, Rath,” she groaned into my mouth. “You feel so good against me.”
“I’ll feel even better inside of you,” I growled as I pulled her hips into mine.
Eira gasped, and her nails dug into my scalp as her body tensed with pleasure.
Her mouth was still against mine, and I kissed her plump lips for a moment more before I nibbled along her jawline down to her neck. Her skin was smooth, and she smelled of salt and the cold metal of a steel blade, just how I’d imagined she would.
My hands gripped her hips hard while she panted into my ear and arched her back so her breasts pressed harder against me, and I licked and suckled and bit at the delicate skin between her ear and collarbone until she writhed against me.
“I’ve waited a long time for this,” I whispered into her ear.
“Just as long as I have,” she groaned. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you.”
I had no idea, but hearing her confession only made me desire her that much more. My erection pressed against the front of my pants, and I could feel her hot body against it. I knew she could feel it, too, because she pushed her hips into mine and moaned loudly.
“You’re just as big as I imagined,” she breathed, and she reached down to grip me over my pants.
The feel of her hand on my cock made me gasp, and I reached around and grabbed her perfect arse.
“Mmm, I want you so bad,” she whispered.
I could feel her hot breath on my ear and neck, and it sent a shiver down my spine.
I grabbed onto the bottom of Eira’s tunic and pulled it up over her head, and then I stood back and took in the entirety of her naked body.
Her full breasts were perky, and her nipples were already hard and ready for me. My eyes followed the line of her breasts to the narrow slope of her muscular stomach, down to the gentle flare of her hips, and then to the curly red hair that hid her sex.
“Come here,” I growled, and I reached up and grabbed her by the back of her neck so I could pull her to me.
I captured her mouth with my own while my hand worked its way down her belly until it got to her sweet spot, and Eira gasped as I slowly moved my fingers down until they were at the entrance of her pussy. I could feel how wet she was, and it made my cock throb eagerly.
Then the redhead gripped my shoulders tightly as I slid a finger inside of her.
“Ohhh, Rath,” she moaned, and she threw her head back with pleasure.
Eira instinctively pushed her knees together as I worked my fingers in and out of her pussy, but I growled and used my knee to spread them apart.
The redhead started to grind against my hand as I used my fingers to bring her to the edge of pleasure. She dug her nails into my shoulders and threw her head back as she let out a low moan.
“Oh, fuuuuck,” she cried out. “I’m gonna c-cooommmee.”
Eira’s pussy s
pasmed and squeezed my fingers, and my cock throbbed in response.
My hand was drenched in her come, and once she finished riding out the waves of her pleasure, I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up so I could lay her on the ground and climb on top of her.
Eira’s beautiful warrior body was lit up by the firelight, and I took in the sight of her. Her small, pink nipples were pert and ready, and her chest rose and fell quickly as she licked her lips and wriggled with desire.
My lips found their way down to her nipples, and I pulled one into my mouth while I lightly pinched the other one between my thumb and forefinger.
“Raaaaath,” Eira moaned, and her fingers snaked their way into my hair again.
I realized then Kas and Asta were only a few feet away, but at that moment, I didn’t care. I was too encapsulated with Eira and the desire I’d long been waiting to fulfill.
I licked and bit her pert pink nipple while she moaned even louder, but Eira gripped my hair hard and pulled my head up to her.
“Enough teasing,” she growled as she reached down with one hand and undid my pants. “I want you inside me, now.”
“You have no patience.” I smirked, but then my eyes rolled back as she gripped my cock and started to stroke it.
“None,” the redhead purred, and she licked her lips.
The feel of her hand on my erection made me throw my head back and let out a loud groan. Eira stroked me expertly for a moment before she placed the head of my cock at her entrance, and I slowly pushed inside of her.
She was so wet and ready that I slid in easily, and her pussy gripped and spasmed on me as she took the whole length of my cock.
“Fuck, you’re so big,” she moaned as she spread her legs wider to accept me. “You are stretching my womanhood.”
I leaned down and captured her mouth with my own as I pushed in and out of her wet pussy.
It wasn’t long until Eira’s body tensed under mine, and she opened her mouth wide and arched her back as she came on my cock.
Her pussy spasmed and clenched me hard, and the feel of her was almost too much to bear.
“Oh, you feel so good,” I groaned as I savored the sensation of her coming on me again.
“Mmm, I need you deeper,” she growled as she lifted her hips up higher.
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