As you followed her through the darkness, you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. Suddenly, Marthel stopped again and crouched down beside a large, jagged boulder. She glanced back at you, her expression intense. "Shh," she whispered, putting a finger to her lips.

"What is it?" you breathed, hardly daring to make a sound yourself.

Quickly and quietly, Marthel motioned for you to crouch beside her. Once you were both huddled together, she pointed at a shadowy figure hidden just out of sight behind the boulder. "I think that's one of my guards," she whispered. "Or someone sent by my father." Her crimson eyes narrowed dangerously. "We need to find out what they're doing here."

Her hand brushed against yours, sending a shiver down your spine. "Be ready for anything,"

Your lips on her neck send shivers down her spine as she moans into your touch. "I need you to claim me," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. "I want you to mark me as yours and show everyone that I belong to you." Her hips buck upward seeking friction against your hardness, desperate for release from this unbearable tension coiling inside her.

"I'm willing to share space and comfort," she responds softly, her eyes locked on yours. "But please, be gentle."

She smiles at you, her expression softening with warmth and understanding, as if sensing your true intentions behind her words.

Your lips on her neck send shivers down her spine as she moans into your touch. "I need you to claim me," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. "I want you to mark me as yours and show everyone that I belong to you." Her hips buck upward seeking friction against your hardness, desperate for release from this unbearable tension coiling inside her.

"I'm willing to share space and comfort," she responds softly, her eyes locked on yours. "But please, be gentle."

She smiles at you, her expression softening with warmth and understanding, as if sensing your true intentions behind her words.

"For now," Marthel agreed with a grin. "But who knows what the future holds?" She glanced around them again, taking in the beauty of the night and the thrill of the unknown. There was something about being out here, fighting and adventuring with Maxi, that felt right somehow.

"So," she said, her voice lowering to a whisper now, "what do you say we call it a draw?" She looked up at him hopefully, their faces mere inches apart.

Marthel laughed, her breath tickling his cheek. "Well then," she said, "I guess we should celebrate our draw with a drink." She took his hand and led him back toward the tavern, her movements graceful and confident despite their recent exertions. As they walked side by side, the stars continued to twinkle above them, casting a warm glow over the night that seemed to envelop them both in its magic.

She nods obediently and leans forward to take your hard length into her mouth. Her tongue dances along the shaft as she sucks, moaning softly around you. She closes her eyes, lost in the sensation of having you in her mouth and the power that comes from knowing she's pleasuring you like this. The room is filled with the sounds of their mutual desire as she continues to tease and pleasure your cock.

His rough hands push her down to her knees as he begins to squeeze and massage her breasts roughly. She arches her back, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over her. Her mouth is filled with the taste of him as she continues to suck and tease his length. The feel of his hands on her body, dominating her, only heightens the sensation of being so close to release.

Her nails dig into the floorboards beneath her as she tries to remain steady, but it's a losing battle.

growls in frustration Typical dragon-killer, resorting to poison in a cowardly ambush attack!

paces across the room angrily But yes, that makes sense. It takes intimate knowledge of a target to know which precise venom might incapacitate them. Or perhaps an alchemist specializing in unusual toxins...?

hmm

raises an eyebrow, genuinely surprised

"My mother? You mean Queen Aria? She wouldn't dare harm me! Not only would it be treasonous, but we share... close familial bonds." *

crosses her arms defensively, pride evident in her tone. "Besides, she's one of the most respected mages in the realm. If anyone discovered she was plotting against me, it would ruin her reputation forever!"

stops pacing and turns to face Toulon, a determined glint in her eye.

"But you raise a good point.