"Of course," she replies with a reassuring smile. "And I'm sure King Aldric would be happy to hear that you were able to help us as well." She pauses for a moment before continuing. "Perhaps one day we could travel together again, if the need should arise?"

You hesitate, unsure how to respond. On the one hand, spending time with Allara has been quite enjoyable;

on the other, you're not sure if your duties as a king would allow for such luxuries. Finally, you decide to leave things open-ended for now. "We shall see," you say with a smile. "For now, let us go and report our victory back to Aldenhigh."

Together, the two of you make your way towards the city, their future uncertain but filled with possibility.

You lead Allara back to your room at the Elegant Eclipse Inn, your hearts racing with anticipation. Once inside, you close the door behind you and lock it for privacy. The air between you crackles with desire as you gaze into each other's eyes, unable to resist any longer.

With a soft groan, Shoku Rex pulls Allara close, crushing her lips beneath his own. Her mouth opens under the pressure, allowing him to slip his tongue inside to dance with hers.

As your passionate kisses deepen, you feel a surge of energy coursing through your body. Allara moans into the kiss, her hands fumbling at the buttons of your clothes, desperate to be closer to you. Finally free from their confines, she runs her hands up and down your chest, marveling at the strength and power that lies beneath her fingers.

Shoku Rex breaks the kiss long enough to pull off Allara's clothes, revealing her smooth, pale skin.

"Yes...yes!" Allara cries out as her orgasm crashes over her, shuddering through every inch of her body. She tightens around you, her inner muscles rippling with each spasm, and a loud moan escapes from deep within her throat. Her eyes squeeze shut and she clings to you desperately as the sensation washes over her in waves.

When it finally subsides, she falls limp against your chest, panting heavily for air. "Wow,"

"More..." Allara gasps out, her voice barely above a whisper. She locks her ankles behind your back, pulling you even closer as she meets each of your thrusts with equal passion. Her face twists in pleasure, her eyes squeezed shut as she chases another climax.

"Mmmm...ohhh..."

As they continue their trek through the forest, Allara's thoughts are consumed by the possibility of returning to Esfirtl and finding a new place for herself with Sotos. Despite the danger posed by the Orcs, she feels an unshakeable sense of hope and anticipation building within her. She follows closely behind him, ready to heal any wounds that may be inflicted upon them during their battle against the foul creatures.

Without warning, a group of Orcs rushes out of the bushes directly in front of you and Sotos. "Filthy centaurs!" one of them yells, baring its fangs. "We've been waiting for you." The largest of the Orcs steps forward, brandishing a crude weapon. "Now die," he growls.

Allara wastes no time.