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What follows is a dark fantasy medieval tale that may be a little too harsh for sensitive people at some parts. But I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. (If you do, leave me a comment with your thoughts about it.) *That may contain some grammatical errors, since I'm not an native English speaker - more of a self-taught trying to look good out here. Point me out what you find if you please. Thank you.* **This text is subject to copyright protection and has been registered in more than one language. Copy - partial or total - and sharing out of this site is forbidden without the author's permission.** Embracing Cold Death By the Window and the Torchlight As I ran up the stairs, choosing carefully my steps not to produce any sound, I could hear the metallic clashing of blades filling the air downstairs. Here, only silence. My group of the most skilled assassins was still assaulting the main corridor of the castle’s upper level, defeating the last guards that uselessly still defended the royal chamber. Our work there was done already and I had King Leandrus the Fourth's blood all over my right hand, as it spilled and dripped from the hilt of my curved blade when I trespassed his head from his chin up. The queen and four busty of his sons and daughters had the same fate by the hands of my men, easily taken, one by one, when we hit the wine stenching chamber, where they gathered to keep celebrating after they left the street festival. Now it was a death place, with blood all over the floor. I just needed the fight to stay there while I worked elsewhere, so they kept attracting the guards of the surroundings, letting the metal clang so they would be heard. Our mission was almost over. Only two still to go: Theolus, the Second Son and Moraine, the Half-bred. Theolus, bigtits reports said, was the only son Leandrus had that actually knew how to defend himself or knew something about military. I expected him to show up at the royal chamber eventually, so I left my every men there. I could handle a princess and her guards by myself with ease. Moraine was the bastard daughter known to live isolated at an annex tower by the queen's tittyfucking demand. Fruit of an affair the king had on a year’s long expedition to the fiery desertic lands southwest, stories told her to be a dark skinned midget, hard to the eye, therefore kept in secret. Apparently, it was harder for the queen to accept being cheated on when the king's target of sexual desire could produce such hideous creature, seeing that there were other bastard children that did not receive the same treatment and lived normally at the court. The order our suzerain gave us was to kill them all, using the knowledge that King Leandrus was more of a sociopath and blonde less of a strategist in our favor. The poor idiot kept his entire royal bloodline stuck to his court and under his wing, living at his same quarters. It would be a good strategy, if you were certain that they were protected there, which was not the case. One of our elders once said, "A free and happy kingdom is always a place for insecurity." He was MILF right. Troops advancing on other lands aiming to enlarge his territory, enslave and loot, all in name of great and noble Caestyria, while the reign itself was so convinced that nothing could hit them that, here we were. With the right people for the job - mine - it was just a matter of using a festival, as they had many, as an excuse to be as close as possible to the castle at night, kill a guard or two, infiltrate the place and wait for the right time. King Leandrus had a top-notch army at the battlefield, at his borders, but that made his kingdom nothing but a nut; tricky shell on the outside but soft and easy to handle on the inside. The word around was that Leandrus was somewhat crazy, an abuser, a good king only to his servants but a tyrant to his own court, cumshot full of himself and nothing but a fool. Now just looking at him caused a tingle in her core. Underneath her dress, Lisa was wearing black silk panties. Nonetheless, she started to blonde slowly bob her head on his filthy cock. Now, here comes the fallout. “If I was going to blow some guy at this party I’d at least try to find someplace a little more private,” she added. She was a nudist, and would walk around the house bare or just in a t-shirt, foregoing panties altogether. My hole got filled with 3 lots of male cum and I came 4 times before the orgy died down and people started swimming to the beach. 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