Sweet Waters Throne

51 Chapter 5Henceforth, the next week Lord Gandalf and Lord Aubrel fled Old City in fashion after seven days of preparation. They traveled inside a luxurious carriage with plenty of food and wine. Gandalf brought some of his noble friends too along the journey to Prophis. With ten lions locked inside ten cages and one hundred and fifty thousand men loyal to House Old City.

The banner for Old City was a black lion surrounded by ancient house, and in that huge caravan after every five hundred battalions there was two flags rising high above showing Lord Gandalf’s power and strength.

It may seem like he was going out for good, especially after taking that huge number of men and all his lions to fight another man’s war. However, Lord Gandalf had another plan inside his head. Crush Lucian Mithandir, Lord Aethelelind and prince Ambrose. Then just when king Castellan thinks he’s safe from harm – that’s when he will ambush him, slit his throat and his sons.

Anyone bearing the name Taelin was ought to extinguish per Gandalf’s plans. These were serious plans to Gandalf, they even scared him sometimes but he admitted that big things are ought to be scary.

Lady Aryan, the twin sister of Lord Gandalf was furious when she learned her brother was about marry her off to Amabel Taelin for the sake of power.

“You’ve really gone mad, haven’t you? Marrying me off to an eight-year-old boy?” Lady Aryan screamed barging inside Gandalf’s chambers.

She was the same age as her brother, both at twenty years old. Being twins means they practically felt the same things, and for some they thought these two will even share passion for ruling and horses.

Which they did – Lady Aryan was the best rider in all of Old City. She commanded an army of her own, ten thousand men loyal to her. Unlike what girls are usually supposed to do, cooking and taking care of their husbands.

.....

Lady Aryan forged her own path, and she chose to ride to battle and glory like a knight. Well, it was unfortunate girls couldn’t be knighted during that time. Her twin brother, Gandalf was knighted for practically doing nothing except whoring and drinking.

Ever since she turned thirteen and was able to understand herself, Lady Aryan never wore dresses again. Her usual choice of clothes were black trousers and black shirts, sometimes brown long sleeves blouses but she never went back to dresses again.

Her hairs were long and brown just like Gandalf’s, that deep brownish color was one of the sign of Old City people. Lady Aryan avoided all styles most women used to adorn their hairs, she preferred it simple – long and perfectly pinched. Her mannerisms weren’t ladylike, and there were rumors she had a girlfriend.

Although as specified in the laws of Old City which differed from other houses, it wasn’t illegal for girls to have a relationship and that’s because no one thought it to be serious. Most girls would usually practice on each other as a way of preparing themselves for marriage.

However, the same can’t be said for Lady Aryan and Olivia. These two were in a serious committed and rather very discreet relationship. Gandalf was aware of it, he praised it and he was happy for his sister. Olivia actually lived in the castle where Lady Aryan lived with her twin brother, to each with own taste.

Gandalf tried to please his sister “I have a plan sister” he said.

“A plan? What do you think I am? A token of prize to be given away or some bait to your pathetic plan”

“Aryan, he is eight years old. Ten years till he can function his own cock, would you rather I wed you off to some old fool? Do you want babies so you can swaddle them, rock them and fed them at your own breast?”

“I don’t want to wed anyone; do you hear me?”

“I know... I would never force you to do anything”

Aryan corrected him “No brother, you don’t even have that power over me. I am not your weak sister do you hear me?”

“Yes, yes, I hear you sister... but I have a plan, trust me”

Aryan sighed and calmed down, not because her brother was making sense which honestly he never does for some reason. But she did because she was tired of her brother’s childish actions. For years ever since their father died when they were fifteen, Gandalf has been acting like a dork that he was.

Lady Aryan wanted her brother to grow up and do grownups things. What he was attempting to do, she had no idea but she volunteered to listen. “You have one minute to explain to me this plan of yours” said Aryan.

So, with excitement Gandalf explained his plan to Aryan. It was perfectly in his head, and with how he went on to explain it to Aryan the more it made sense. Then he finished “You don’t even have to stay in Prophis once I plunder the city and take the crown. Maybe you could move to the Liberty Cities with Olivia and live your lives there with your own castle, servants and everything you will ever need”

“What about our home? What about Old City? If you side with Castellan you will be declaring an open rebellion against the crown” said Lady Aryan, she was so worried about her brother’s plan.

“The crow has been our enemy for long sister. Dating back to the -”

“The five rebellions, yes we all know about it. The last one happened a century ago, father made peace with House Arteides while you intending on destroying it”

Gandalf shouted “The king refused to take your hand in marriage” then he paused to take a breather “I will crush him to the ground and dirt, you just wait and see”

“Brother, none of the rebellions were successful...”

“Because they weren’t kings” replied Gandalf with a smile. A rather evil and vicious smile on his lips. “Once I take Prophis I shall align the great houses of the kingdom. With their army of frozen dummies and with my lions, Blackmount doesn’t stand a chance. I will rule them all, watch me...”

A well-crafted plan was underway while Lord Aubrel had no clue or whatsoever as to what was going on. He was just happy he got to help the realm, his family and all of Prophis. Lord Aubrel and Gandalf became friends on the way to Prophis, and drink buddies. They enjoyed the company of whores who made sure to satisfy them whenever they made camp at night.

Lord Aubrel never partook into adultery but he enjoyed touching the women, kissing them and watching them dance but he never slept with them. If there’s one thing which guarded Lord Aubrel then it was his oath to his wife.

Lady Aryan was in her own carriage too which was as luxurious as her brother’s only with an exemption of whores. She brought her girlfriend instead, Olivia. Olivia was the same age as Aryan with a thin body but impressive ass which Aryan always seemed to be turned on by it.

Unlike Aryan, Olivia enjoyed the colorful dresses and she loved to do her black hairs with varieties of styles. She was so feminine to the extent she sparkled every young man she comes across with, even Gandalf himself is turned on by her.

“What’s in your head my love? You have been distracted the whole day” Olivia reached out to Aryan and placed her head between Aryan’s things, Aryan was sitting down on the mat inside her tent.

“It’s my brother” Aryan’s voice was husky, too manly and almost sleepy. It was too late and the moon was shining so bright. The caravan had come to a halt after a whole day of riding in tedious heat.

“You are always worried about your brother so it’s not a new thing. Do you want to know what I’m worried about?”

Aryan smiled and turned to look at Olivia. She appreciated how beautiful her girlfriend was and also how cheerful she was too, like a baby. Olivia sat close to Aryan and attempted to kiss her, but she didn’t and chuckled softly.

Aryan’s mood lightened up “What are you worried about my lady?” asked Aryan pulling Olivia to her side.

“I’m not a lady, I’m a bastard”

“Hmm, bastards are made out of passion wouldn’t you agree?” And with this Olivia reached out for Aryan’s lips and kissed her. Then Aryan took off her shirt, and Olivia helped her with the trouser. Then Aryan took off Olivia’s dress and the kiss went deeper.

Olivia moaned at every touch, every kiss and she arched her back to the sensation and the touch of their genitals. Aryan wasn’t gentle, she never likes it gentle and so does her girlfriend. Hence she took control and led Olivia to the most powerful orgasm, she grind harder while kissing Olivia’s lips. The sensation got hotter, and Olivia found herself releasing a very powerful orgasm which made her scream and seconds later Aryan growled hard and released too.