Sweet Waters Throne

52 Chapter 5All the time Gandalf was looking at the sensation and the intimacy between his sister and Olivia. It was so passionate that his phallus grew hard, he started stroking it softly until he released his seeds with haste.

Lord Aubrel was suspecting how the things were going in the tents and he found Gandalf in his own true nature, pleasing himself off the sex his sister was having. After he was done, he returned his manhood inside and rushed to his tent with haste while looking around.

The next day the journey continued to Prophis and the more they were close to the kingdom, the colder it got. Lack of experience in fighting the combat with the extreme weather rendered Gandalf’s men unfit for a war in Prophis.

And hence that’s when Gandalf decided to propose something to Lord Aubrel when they were drinking and having fun in their carriage.

“We should fight in a hot land, not in the snow. My soldiers are made for summer not winter” said Gandalf.

“I am aware of that my lord; we shall discuss this with the king”

“What is he like? The king of Prophis?”

“Beg your pardon?”

“His mannerisms, is he as cruel as his father was?”

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A trick question but Lord Aubrel knew what to say to Gandalf “He is reasonable... understanding and a man with sense of duty and loyalty”

“Heard he’s fucking your sister” Gandalf laughed. He then take his cup full of ale and drank it to half of it. “You let him fuck your sister”

“My sister is the queen of Prophis, my lord. She is lady Katarina Tully of House Claydall, a very respectable woman of our house”

“I’m sure she is, but still you let that man fuck her. I would never let anyone fuck my sister”

“Not even if she’s married?”

Gandalf chuckled “To an eight-year-old boy? He can’t even lift his own cock to pee” and then he sighed. Aubrel was stunned by what Gandalf said, but he knew it was a joke hence he chuckled alongside Lord Gandalf.

“You have a great sense of humor Lord Gandalf” said Aubrel.

“Do I? My girls find me boring, some say I speak a lot, some say I barely entertain my guests. Do you know what Artemis is saying about me?”

“That you barely gave him a time of the day?”

Gandalf chuckled “He thinks he’s above everyone else, I am above everyone else”

“Even kings?” Aubrel suggested.

“Who is a king my lord? Before you can answer that, make sure you don’t tell me it’s a person who has all the power. You and I my lord, we have powers. You are a lord of Claydall, and I am the lord of Old City – we have great army. What do the kings have that we don’t have?”

“Royalty blood”

“Fuck royalty stuffs...” Gandalf peeped on the outside to see where they were heading, they were in the middle of nowhere. The grasses had gone from being short and a little bit of a desert indicating warm land, to tall but still warm enough for battle.

Gandalf turned back “We are close” he said with a smile. “How about you alert your king to meet us halfway, travelling with one hundred and fifty men to the gates of Prophis is a long run. He should meet us here and we will be on our way to the capital”

“It’s House Horriss, that’s where Lucian Mithandir has made camp. The crown of Maldonia isn’t at war, it’s House Mithandir against House Taelin” Aubrel corrected Gandalf.

“Oh, I see... then that’s great. From here it’s four days’ march to House Horriss. I shall leave my army here and we will proceed to Prophis with my sister, shake a few hands and then turn back. We should alert the enemy that we shall fight right here, the ground is perfect for battle”

Henceforth, Lord Aubrel agreed to Gandalf’s decisions and he thought they will be fruitful too. The whole march took two hours to come to a halt. Gandalf and Aryan spoke a few words of encouragement to their men for the next hour, and then they were off to the capital of Prophis to meet with king Castellan.

Olivia rode alongside Aryan as usual in their own carriage just like before, although this time they were joined by a servant who brought in food and water. She asked if she could stay with them, and lady Aryan reluctantly agreed. She had other things on her head although, and they concerned her brother with that plan to overthrow house Taelin.

The cart was smooth on their way to the ancient town called Aylesbury for some days, Aurora was still unconscious. Every time she gained her consciousness Visera injected her with the portion to weak her powers and so she can’t fight, nor can she know where she is taking her.

Travelers along the road offered her water, food and asked where she is taking her daughter. She told them her daughter is sick and she’s taking her to a healer. Aylesbury is a town known as the town of magic and some even believe it was cursed, they fled the town because of it’s ancient history.

It’s a town known to have witches who use dark magic, in the books which Aurora used to read there are pages which explained Aylesbury as a place where people go to die. The horrors being written about the place is enough to make anyone fear the journey towards it’s gates.

But Visera wasn’t afraid of all the words and tales told about a town where she grew up until she was forced to flee when it was burned down to the ground by the so called believers of gods.

When they were approaching the big city, Visera sent a raven to the man who she was supposed to meet. It had been five years ever since she met with this man and she wasn’t sure if he was still alive or not. She only whispered to the bird and off it flew to where it was sent to.

Aurora gained her consciousness sleeping in the cart. She opened her eyes carefully not to alert her grandmother who was riding the cart, she seemed so distracted with the horses. “Calm down... don’t go that way... go this way, come on” she spoke to the horses.

There was a dry log at the back and Aurora held it tight. She was so tired; it was the portion which her grandmother used on her which made her weak. Suddenly, she had thoughts about Artemis and that’s when she asked herself for how long has she been missing?

Poor Artemis, he must have lost his mind trying to look for her. Aurora decided to not indulge in her grandmother’s motives anymore. She admitted perhaps the reason why her mother didn’t want her to associate with her grandmother was because she was an evil woman.

Visera made a mistake of turning back to look and that’s when she was surprised with a log which completely threw her off the cart and onto the bushes. She hit hard another log and fainted.

The horses went crazy... Aurora grabbed them and took control of the cart.

By the time Visera woke up, Aurora was already ten miles away from Aylesbury. She was riding the horses hard with no rest, she encountered strangers along the way and they showed her the way back to the capital. As so it turns out Aylesbury was a few miles outside of Maldonia, hence it wasn’t a long way back home.

Artemis woke up every day and went searching for Aurora with his men, he could rest up since he was king but there was no way he was going to let his men lead a search for his one true love.

The days for him grew colder even with the sun being out every day, that’s because only Aurora knew how to make him warm. Even all the fires inside his chambers weren’t warm enough for Artemis.

Princess Aeryn thought her brother was deteriorating himself and his well-being. Hence she decided to reach out to him when he was at his lowest moment. Outside the corridors and on a balcony of the second floor, Artemis laid there at night drinking ale.

“Is the king you want to be, brother?” she asked.

“If you are here to teach me on how to be a king, then I am not in the mood”

“How can you be, when you’ve lost yourself and your roles”

Artemis lifted his cup and took a sip of the ale “Not interested sister... go to bed”

Princess Aeryn refused to go to bed. She walked right there where Artemis was sitting and she sat beside him, then she took the cup and poured down the ale. It was late at night and cold, also silent in such a way the waves of sound were amplified.

Artemis complained about his ale being wasted, but he knew better than to defy his sister. Aeryn was troublesome, controlling but she always wants the best for her family.