Lirian laughed at the piercing glare.
"You should listen to your niece, she's smarter than the rest of you idiots," Lirian said, and he did mean it, she was the only to go with what her gut told her about Lirian, and she even gave it some time to think before acting on her gut feeling.
Whereas Reyna and her squad, all had that exact same feeling when they faced him, but they chose not to listen it, having a good gut was essential if one wanted to whether the storms.
It was just a good asset to have.
"Remember this, from now on I'll be entering your keep every night to torture those buffoons in your dungeon, if anyone gets in my way, all it will take is a thought and I'll flatten your home to the ground," Lirian left those words before departing.
---
A week quickly passed.
In that time the remaining soldiers had started to clear up the city of the corpse's, the bodies were starting to rot and stink.
Fires burned bright as the bodies were burnt day in and day out.
Since the day the city was abandoned no new attacks came, but fear still lingered in the hearts of the remaining soldiers.
Every day they were reminded that Lirian was still present within the city, watching their every move, when columns of the walls would light up in a blinding silver light.
To people of House Kurt the colour silver had become synonymous with misfortune, and those rays of light would fill them with nightmares.
They were tasked with finding out what the purpose of those lights were, but so far they were clueless, but they all felt like it was a sign.
A sign that their horrors were not over, and that misfortune could strike them at any time.
The bottom floor of the keep had been completely abandoned; it was strange like having an off-limits place in one's own home.
It wasn't that no one was allowed to enter, but rather that no one dared, whenever they listened closely they would hear the chains being grinded as if they were under extreme stress, but they heard no screams, not even a shout, that was the scary part.
It was hard for anyone to feel hopeful, it was like a nightmare that they couldn't awake from, the only source of happiness that anyone felt was surprisingly from something that they had previously detested.
Izlandi was to be taken away in a little over a week, originally no one was looking forward to it, it was just going to be a farce for House Kurt to be insulted.
Yet many of those remaining were starting to look forward to the day, even if they would be insulted, they would feel a lot safer with people from a high family present.
Yet on that day another piece of bad news was making its way up through the keep, or rather it should be said that three pieces of bad news were making their way up in the form of three outstanding beauties.
They were adorned in their favourite colours, the fiery red head Jasmine in her seductive red dress, the boisterous Lily in her white dress that revealed most of her jiggling cleavage, and the calming and gentle Lavender, standing at the lead.
They pushed past the guards and walked into the great hall, without caring about the disruption they were creating, they continued until they stood before Lord Rupid, who was currently in his seat at the head of the table.
Lord Rupid had recovered from his wounds, at least enough for him to be able to move around a little, and as he looked at the three feisty woman, he didn't care for their bad attitude, he had locked his hungry gaze on their bodies.
They were his late son's personal whores, given to him as gifts by some of the nobles he had a good relationship with.
Since his son was dead, he had been intending to go and claim them for himself, he was glad to see them come in by themselves, he needed something to vent all his frustration on, and what better than a few whores.
"All of you leave us," Rupid ordered.
A moment later it was just him and the three women, and he looked at them hungrily.
"You," he pointed at Lavender who was standing in the lead with a smug smile that seemed to say, 'I know what you want,' "Come up here and serve me," he said.
"Oh my, Lord Rupid," Lavender called out in a sweet and cute voice, "Are you sure you want that, given that the last person who used to play with me was your son?" she asked but let her dress slip from her shoulders, revealing her fair snowy shoulders.
She walked up to him and slowly allowed her dress to drop, bit by bit revealing a little more of her ample breasts.
"You two, get up here as well," Rupid ordered Jasmine and Lily as he shoved everything of the table in front of him.
"Oh my, you're such a greedy boy," Lavender said coquettishly and allowed her dress to fall even lower, completely revealing her hardened nipples to Rupid, she could feel his eyes filled with desire and lust.
When she reached Rupid, he savagely pulled her dressed down, revealing her pearl jewel, that was perfect and cleanly shaven, ripe for being devoured.
Without a second thought Rupid lifted her and pressed her naked body against the table, and as he hurriedly undid his pants, he watched as she spread her legs wide, practically inviting him in.
Glistening juices seeped from the crevice between her legs, which made him burn even more with unbridled lust.
Rupid caught her legs and prepared to thrust in, but Lavender quickly pulled her legs free and wiggled her sexy body out of the way, 'I see that it's like father like son, an insatiable hunger, but lacking the necessary tools to pleasure a woman,' she thought with amusement.
Rupid found himself annoyed by her sudden attempt to break free, in annoyance he caught her sexy long legs by their meaty thighs and attempted to push them apart, yet he was met with an unexpected amount of resistance.
He tried again using a little of his real strength, but once more he was met with resistance that was impossible for an ordinary mortal to possess.
He looked down at Lavender and this time he found that she was grinning at him, with a smile that said 'I got you.'
Just as he was about to use force, he suddenly felt a heat build up to his side and as he turned to look he saw a flame building up in Jasmines hands, 'No runes' he noted as she blew on the flames in a seductive manner.
The flames raced out to meet him and forced him to retreat a few steps, but a heavy wind howled and tossed him flying backwards, with a glance he saw that it was Lily who cast the spell.
Rupid glanced back at Lavender and watched as her erect nipples rapidly returned to normal and the glistening juices stopped seeping from between her legs.
"Spies," he said through gritted teeth.
"Of course," Lavender answered with a charismatic smile, "You didn't really think that anyone in Proge would be so cruel as to gift three beautiful woman such as ourselves to your worthless toad of a son?" she asked without ever losing that calm and welcoming smile.
Lirian laughed at the piercing glare.
"You should listen to your niece, she's smarter than the rest of you idiots," Lirian said, and he did mean it, she was the only to go with what her gut told her about Lirian, and she even gave it some time to think before acting on her gut feeling.
Whereas Reyna and her squad, all had that exact same feeling when they faced him, but they chose not to listen it, having a good gut was essential if one wanted to whether the storms.
It was just a good asset to have.
"Remember this, from now on I'll be entering your keep every night to torture those buffoons in your dungeon, if anyone gets in my way, all it will take is a thought and I'll flatten your home to the ground," Lirian left those words before departing.
---
A week quickly passed.
In that time the remaining soldiers had started to clear up the city of the corpse's, the bodies were starting to rot and stink.
Fires burned bright as the bodies were burnt day in and day out.
Since the day the city was abandoned no new attacks came, but fear still lingered in the hearts of the remaining soldiers.
Every day they were reminded that Lirian was still present within the city, watching their every move, when columns of the walls would light up in a blinding silver light.
To people of House Kurt the colour silver had become synonymous with misfortune, and those rays of light would fill them with nightmares.
They were tasked with finding out what the purpose of those lights were, but so far they were clueless, but they all felt like it was a sign.
A sign that their horrors were not over, and that misfortune could strike them at any time.
The bottom floor of the keep had been completely abandoned; it was strange like having an off-limits place in one's own home.
It wasn't that no one was allowed to enter, but rather that no one dared, whenever they listened closely they would hear the chains being grinded as if they were under extreme stress, but they heard no screams, not even a shout, that was the scary part.
It was hard for anyone to feel hopeful, it was like a nightmare that they couldn't awake from, the only source of happiness that anyone felt was surprisingly from something that they had previously detested.
Izlandi was to be taken away in a little over a week, originally no one was looking forward to it, it was just going to be a farce for House Kurt to be insulted.
Yet many of those remaining were starting to look forward to the day, even if they would be insulted, they would feel a lot safer with people from a high family present.
Yet on that day another piece of bad news was making its way up through the keep, or rather it should be said that three pieces of bad news were making their way up in the form of three outstanding beauties.
They were adorned in their favourite colours, the fiery red head Jasmine in her seductive red dress, the boisterous Lily in her white dress that revealed most of her jiggling cleavage, and the calming and gentle Lavender, standing at the lead.
They pushed past the guards and walked into the great hall, without caring about the disruption they were creating, they continued until they stood before Lord Rupid, who was currently in his seat at the head of the table.
Lord Rupid had recovered from his wounds, at least enough for him to be able to move around a little, and as he looked at the three feisty woman, he didn't care for their bad attitude, he had locked his hungry gaze on their bodies.
They were his late son's personal whores, given to him as gifts by some of the nobles he had a good relationship with.
Since his son was dead, he had been intending to go and claim them for himself, he was glad to see them come in by themselves, he needed something to vent all his frustration on, and what better than a few whores.
"All of you leave us," Rupid ordered.
A moment later it was just him and the three women, and he looked at them hungrily.
"You," he pointed at Lavender who was standing in the lead with a smug smile that seemed to say, 'I know what you want,' "Come up here and serve me," he said.
"Oh my, Lord Rupid," Lavender called out in a sweet and cute voice, "Are you sure you want that, given that the last person who used to play with me was your son?" she asked but let her dress slip from her shoulders, revealing her fair snowy shoulders.
She walked up to him and slowly allowed her dress to drop, bit by bit revealing a little more of her ample breasts.
"You two, get up here as well," Rupid ordered Jasmine and Lily as he shoved everything of the table in front of him.
"Oh my, you're such a greedy boy," Lavender said coquettishly and allowed her dress to fall even lower, completely revealing her hardened nipples to Rupid, she could feel his eyes filled with desire and lust.
When she reached Rupid, he savagely pulled her dressed down, revealing her pearl jewel, that was perfect and cleanly shaven, ripe for being devoured.
Without a second thought Rupid lifted her and pressed her naked body against the table, and as he hurriedly undid his pants, he watched as she spread her legs wide, practically inviting him in.
Glistening juices seeped from the crevice between her legs, which made him burn even more with unbridled lust.
Rupid caught her legs and prepared to thrust in, but Lavender quickly pulled her legs free and wiggled her sexy body out of the way, 'I see that it's like father like son, an insatiable hunger, but lacking the necessary tools to pleasure a woman,' she thought with amusement.
Rupid found himself annoyed by her sudden attempt to break free, in annoyance he caught her sexy long legs by their meaty thighs and attempted to push them apart, yet he was met with an unexpected amount of resistance.
He tried again using a little of his real strength, but once more he was met with resistance that was impossible for an ordinary mortal to possess.
He looked down at Lavender and this time he found that she was grinning at him, with a smile that said 'I got you.'
Just as he was about to use force, he suddenly felt a heat build up to his side and as he turned to look he saw a flame building up in Jasmines hands, 'No runes' he noted as she blew on the flames in a seductive manner.
The flames raced out to meet him and forced him to retreat a few steps, but a heavy wind howled and tossed him flying backwards, with a glance he saw that it was Lily who cast the spell.
Rupid glanced back at Lavender and watched as her erect nipples rapidly returned to normal and the glistening juices stopped seeping from between her legs.
"Spies," he said through gritted teeth.
"Of course," Lavender answered with a charismatic smile, "You didn't really think that anyone in Proge would be so cruel as to gift three beautiful woman such as ourselves to your worthless toad of a son?" she asked without ever losing that calm and welcoming smile.
