The cell was cold and dark and decidedly damp. It was hewn out of the rock of the mountain and the walls were rough and, in places running with water. It gathered in a channel that ran though the middle of the cave, providing the many occupants their only water supply. Sometimes, if the Queen had been blending potions and thrown the effluent into the lake, o...
Marcus was reading in bed when his kingdom fell. It was over an hour past his bedtime, but the young prince wanted to stay up and finish his book by candelight. It was way too exciting a story to put down, all about a brave and noble lady knight who saved a peasant boy from the clutches of an evil sorceress. He had his heart in his mouth at the thrilling act...
The Chevalier de Guise mourned while others celebrated. He regretted not devising a ruse to absence himself from the Prince de Cleves' wedding. What pained him most was Mlle. de Chartes who smiled at all those around her, but did not shine as a bride should. While she felt great esteem and affection for the Prince de Cleves, in was clear she did not love him...
(Author's note: This is the penultimate chapter of A Royal Sacrifice, in which all the deeds and misdeeds committed by the evil wizard Bagdemagus lead up to a thunderous conclusion. I hope you have enjoyed this tale of medieval heroism, heartbreak, lust and love. I have truly enjoyed working with Redhairedandfriendly, Deathlynx and MrsDeathlynx, Maharat, Dar...
From within the great clock tower, the bells tolled the hour, and the princess felt again the familiar pang betwixt her thighs. It seemed an age to her since her own chimes had sounded, since she'd last pleasured herself while they sounded. She discovered she somehow missed them. In fact, she very nearly longed to hear them, if only to know she'd be under h...
A/N: I know a few people didn't like the 'character dump' as it were, but I will make sure all of the main characters develop distinct personalities so you can tell them apart, besides their culture and appearances. Bare with me as we meet the last 6 of the main cast. I do hope ya'll still are interested enough to keep up with this too because I do love this...
Gloria walked the long corridors of the glorious castle. All the spoils of war covered its walls. She smiled at the paintings of Kings past. Gloria was a servant to the royal family of Murtar. Murtar was a powerful and feared country in the middle of the desert. For thousands of years, it had ruled the desert by sword. She beamed in pride of her country and...
Part 09 - A Coil of Snakes I was there. When Elayne the hand-maiden was made queen for a night, I was there. As always, there's a long and circuitous set of excitements before any event I tell. One of these days I'll learn to tell a story quick, and make it flow fast like clear water in a stream. But where's the fun in that, all over before it begins and...
Midday sun warmed the far wall. A small rectangular window provided sunlight sufficient to count the dots on the floor by. The prince didn't have many other options to spend his time on. He could either count dots or imagine how his mock trial and very real execution would go. Seven hundred and forty-six dots... seven hundred and forty-seven- The young pr...
Tales of the Sexual Healers, Chapter 14, Isolde enters the World of Mozart (Mozart's Dream) I found myself in Vienna, called to the bedside of Herr Mozart. He had been suffering for a while, his beloved Constanze had left him. He was composing the The Magic Flute. Drowning his sorrows and plagued by visions of his deceased father, he alternated between hall...