A Loathsome Man

Alice had only been to the command tower a few times in her life, mostly in her youth, accompanied by her father and brothers. In her memories, the tower was a regal bastion, overseeing the Capital and the surrounding regions, the vigilant eye in the sky that wards off foes. Reality was... a little different from her fond memories. Pushing open the heavy door, she was immediately hit with a heavy stench of booze and sex. The first floor was a huge mess, with strewn clothes tossed everywhere. Stains that were likely months old littered the ground, and empty bottles were toss haphazardly everywhere. God, she's seen prisons cleaner than this mess. Gingerly, making sure not to step anywhere dirty, Alice picked her way across the floor like its a mine field. At the same time, she gestured for Finley to stay down here to watch the door, making sure no one would intervene, although if what the soldiers said were true, it's unlikely anyone would be coming at this time.

Wincing as she stepped on a rickety step on the staircase, Alice pushed her way up, taking extra care that her dress doesn't touch any of the walls. Who knows when was the last time this place was cleaned. Eventually, she arrived on the second floor, and after opening that door, she could hear the activities on the third and top floor clearly. The springs of a bed squeaking as it did its best to accommodate its burden, and a woman's sultry moan echoes throughout the building.

"Ahhh~! Harder general! You're splitting me in half!" Came the shrill scream from above, and Alice grinded her teeth so hard she was afraid she'd damage something. To think the kingdom's top general was wasting his days away like this, spending money from the royal treasury to fund such deplorable activities. She could feel a rage welling up inside her, but she took a deep breath to try and calm herself down. That was a mistake, because she just ended up inhaling a full breath of the putrid stench, causing her to gag. Before she ran up to confront him though, she took a quick look around the second floor, and it was in just as much of a disarray. Maps displaying the surrounding regions and troop positions that clearly should not be out in the open were fully on display to her.

Pursing her lips, she studied them carefully. Kurtis may be a fool and not recognize the value of information, but Alice would not make the same mistake. Some of the information here included positions of known bandit camps, the church's paladins, and foreign troops near Gardius' borders. Even with her intellect, she would never be able to memorize all of this, and she had nothing to write down notes for herself. Still, if she could earn Kurtis' trust and get her hands on these maps, it could seriously tip the scales in her favor. Nearby, were bookshelves covered in dust, featuring tomes of books gifted to Kurtis by her father. All untouched, still in pristine condition. These books could no doubt fetch a pretty price. A shame that he didn't understand the value of these treasure troves of knowledge.

Reluctantly, Alice backed away from the maps and headed up the next staircase to go up to the third floor, the general's personal quarters. With each step she takes, the moaning grows louder, until she can't even hear herself think anymore. {if General Kurtis Rep <= 20} Seeing as she's already irreconcilably ruined any hope of a possible alliance by doing what she did to those three guardsmen, she figured there's no real reason to feign etiquette. Without bothering to knock, she shoved the door open, hearing the hinges whine in protest as the door slams into the wall, startling the two occupants in the room. {else} Considering how much she's endured up until now, Alice figured there's no real reason to be rude if her goals were to feign subservience. Preparing herself, she knocked on the door loudly, making sure the room's occupants can hear here, and only entered when she heard Kurtis yell "come!"{endif}

{if General Kurtis Rep <= 20}"What the fu-" was the shocked sound that came from the fat man on the bed. {else} "Oh! I had thought the knocking was a subordinate of mine. But..." the fat man on the bed said with some surprise in his voice. {endif} Indeed, this obese pile of lard was the general of the kingdom's army, and he was currently balls deep in a whore who looked like she was having the time of her life. Her flaming red hair was matted to her body by sweat, and her perky breasts bounced with each thrust of the general's cock, causing her legs to coil around his thick waist even tighter. Whatever other words he had for Alice, it would have to wait. Grabbing her waist, he slammed down one last time, emptying his load into her as she whimpered in pleasure, the excess cum leaking out and dripping onto the mattress below.

With a loud grunt, Kurtis pulled out, rising to his feet with some difficulty as he eyed the princess. {if General Kurtis Rep <= 20}"What exactly do you think you're doing, princess? Barging into my quarters like that?" He growled. {else} "So, princess, what exactly was so urgent you had to visit me personally?" He asked, mild annoyance in his expression.{endif}