The Solitary Arrow Ch. 22
Harlen turned from his survey of the village. "Please, ask," he said.
"Rumor has it that you are betrothed to an elven woman," said Rigilus.
A brief nod from the huntsman answered him.
"What is Lady Hyandai like?" He asked, with eager eyes.
Harlen looked at him a moment. "You know of her?" he asked.
"Of course," the young ranger replied. "She was with our greatest general when he died, and she now carries his wisdom. He was Verus, a former Abian Centurion who led our armies after the Abians fled our nation."
Harlen remembered, in part, tales of that war, despite its distance from Morrovale, and the duchy's utter lack of involvement. The huntsman had been but ten when it had ended.
"So that is why she was the Warleader of Embalis," muttered Harlen. "You say part of his mind is within her?"
Rigilus nodded. "Indeed, the very part that made him a great general, his knowledge of warfare and combat," he replied.
"Well," said Harlen, thinking a moment. "She is an amazingly loving woman, Rigilus, and she is kind, and strong."
A broad smile formed on Rigilus' face. "I am glad she is now happy," he said.
Harlen blinked at that odd statement. "Why is that?" he asked.
"After she took part of Verus into herself, she became something of a pariah," said Rigilus, showing obvious discomfort. "My people held her in awe, and the elves feared her." He thought a long moment. "They were afraid she would go mad from absorbing the war-spirit of a human, moreso one so steeped in military ways. We, of course, held her in awe that she could even do such a thing. To know that there is a man who can look past all that and sees a woman, who she could love and would love her, it gladdens me."
"Well, certainly, love her I do," said Harlen. "But I knew not of Verus until recent days. Though, I wager, it would not have changed my heart, had I known when I first met her."
They continued a circuit of the village, walking about its outer periphery. Harlen asked Rigilus many questions of the near mythical figure Hyandai was to the Windy Islanders. In turn, he asked many questions of Harlen, always respectful, of the real person who was Hyandai.
"She was always something of a hero to me in my youth," confessed Rigilus, again lowering his head in embarrassment. "Well, Verus was my hero, but to know that the warrior of him was within her mind made me a devotee of hers as well."
Harlen nodded. "That makes two of us," he said, without any trace of sarcasm. They were again approaching the two women, and Hyandai was sitting upon a log with Wendy laying her head in the elven woman's lap. Hyandai shushed them as they approached, and Wendy was asleep, the elven maiden stroked her dark hair with a gentle hand. Somehow, Wendy looked even younger asleep than awake, with her attractive features softened and at rest.
Rigilus nodded and bowed low. He then withdrew and walked away in the direction of the barracks in which all the rangers, both Morrovale and Windy Island, were quartered.
He regarded the beloved Wendy for a long moment, then lifted his eyes to Hyandai. "You are amazing, do you know that?" asked Harlen in a whisper as he bent to kiss her brow.
Hyandai blinked up at him a moment, then smiled. "Why do you say that?" she asked. "Did that Windy Islander tell you tales of my amazing abilities?" Her eyes widened in a half-mocking gesture of surprise.
Nodding, Harlen sat beside her. "In a manner, yes," he whispered. "You fascinate him."
"As all men should be," said Hyandai with a flick of her head, sending her long red tresses flying over her shoulder.
"Yes," agreed Harlen, leaning inward and kissing her.
Hyandai responded to the kiss with passion, stroking his cheek with her free hand while continuing to pet Wendy's soft hair with her other.
As they pulled apart, Hyandai said, "I am fully satisfied to have one man fascinated with me." Then her eyes flicked down to the dozing Wendy. "And one woman."
Harlen nodded. "That will take growing used to," he confirmed. "Though, I think that the path to that will be far more pleasurable than arduous."
Lifting Wendy from the log, Harlen carried her up the stairs to Hyandai's chamber. He laid the still half-dozing young woman upon the bed as Hyandai pulled down the coverlet.
Wendy favored Harlen with a smile. "I am exhausted," she said. "You two play without me, if you've a mind."
Hyandai snickered behind Harlen, and he turned to face her. She had already slipped out of her gown and was kneeling onto the foot of the bed, crawling up Wendy's body with catlike grace. She held herself low and dragged her body against the young woman's.
"It is not so easy, Wendy, to leave you out of love play," said Hyandai, and kissed her.
With a twitch, Wendy's eyes shot open. "Wow!" she exclaimed. "Is that what you do to Harlen when you make him rise again?"
Hyandai nodded, smiling at her as Wendy grabbed her around the neck and kissed her again. The two were pressing together, and Hyandai had one leg between Wendy's long thighs, pressing the muscular upper side to the young lady's groin.
Soon, Wendy had slipped her gown up and over herself, despite Hyandai's weight on her chest. Hyandai lowered her head to Wendy's rounded breasts while Harlen began to kiss his way up her smooth thigh.
Harlen reached the top of the thigh and began lapping at Wendy's folded slit. She gave out a quiet moan at the stimulation of two mouths moving over her form. His tongue entered her and she gasped out, even as Hyandai began to kiss her neck and ear.
She watched Harlen begin kissing his way up her, and soon he entered her with a practiced and smooth stroke of his thick organ. She pushed up to meet him and Hyandai watched the two, sitting back, yet still touching Wendy's smooth skin with her cool fingertips.
Harlen moved into her with long, even strokes, building up speed and urgency with deliberate lack of haste. Wendy glanced over and saw Hyandai moving toward the foot of the bed. She then felt a tongue moving over her private places even as Harlen filled her inside. Both groaned as Hyandai plied her tongue over their individual body parts.
Then, with a gasp that startled Harlen, Wendy climaxed. She arched her back upward and lifted him from the bed clutching him to her as he continued thrusting. Wendy relaxed after a long moment; still gulping air from the intense explosion of pleasure they had just given her. Harlen looked down at her with an inquisitive look in his eyes..
Wendy tried to grunt out an answer to the question he did not ask. "If you had just felt what Hyandai did with her tongue just now, you would have climaxed, too," she said.
"No worries," Harlen said, smiling, then speeding up, causing Wendy to wiggle in response. She felt his muscles in his arms tighten and knew he was about to spend himself.
She nodded eagerly at him. "Give me your seed, lover," said Wendy, gripping his rump with her hands and pulling him into her. Harlen lifted his upper body from the bed and curved his back as he finished a last few strokes of his cock into her. Then he grunted out in pleasure, and Wendy felt his seed fill her.
For long moments, they lay together with Hyandai coming up to lie beside them, still stroking Wendy and Harlen's flanks. Then Harlen moved to one side, pulling his now limp organ from Wendy. He lay beside her and stroked her other side, opposite Hyandai. Wendy smiled at the two. "I am so glad you two desire me," she said moving her hands over both, exploring the two very different bodies on either side of her with her fingertips.
"We are glad you want us, as well, are we not Harlen?" asked Hyandai, peering over Wendy's body.
Harlen nodded enthusiastic agreement.
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The sun was peering from behind the cloudy sky, but there was little sign that rain would come, when the Rangers of Morrovale formed up the next day at midmorning. Of the two hundreds and fifty-four that had left Morrovale, one hundred and seventy-one would be returning, with Harlen, Hyandai, and Rigilus, as well. Every elf in Embalis turned out to watch them depart, a number that surprised Harlen, almost eight hundreds.
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