A slight change of plans

“Harlan,” Kira whispered to the thin man as she reached the gallery where the two of them had agreed to meet. The arched gallery ran through the palace’s gardens, and it was rarely visited after sundown by the guests and courtiers, while its location well within the keep’s walls and far from any of its more important areas meant that it wasn’t patrolled by the palace guards more than once or twice every evening, “should we go?”

As ever, Harlan was dressed in a discrete outfit with a good but simple cut and bland, pale colours which served to further keep people’s attention away from his already quite forgettable appearance.

“Kira…” Harlan greeted Dacca’s new young wife, and Kira instantly felt as though something was wrong. Had Hugo found out about their plan?

“Has something happened?” Kira’s voice reflected her worried state, and the beautiful young woman made sure to cast a quick gaze in all directions to see if she could spot anyone spying on them.

“Yes, I don’t know how to say this but…” Harlan began, “the truth is that I can’t come with you tonight, your husband has required my presence at a meeting to discuss how to handle the crisis.”

As he told Kira this, Harlan hoped that she wouldn’t catch on to the fact that he was monumentally relieved at not being able to go with her.

“But what about our plan?” Kira asked him, being far too consumed by her fears for her husband’s safety and political position to pick up on his cowardice.

“It’ll have to be modified slightly,” Harlan admitted, “but you’ll still be free to go ahead with it.”

“How?”

“Well, the husband-bit will have to be dropped, but you’ll surely attractive enough to arouse Gore’s interest without any added enticement. And I’ve taken the liberty to provide you with an escort.”

It was at this point that a massive figure appeared from behind the pillar which Harlan was standing in front of, and Kira’s attention was instantly drawn to the new arrival. It was a man, that much was readily apparent, and he had to stand at least six and a half feet tall, with a caramel complexion which seemed to beam from the last rays of the setting sun.

Being naked from the waist up so as to show off the bulging muscles of his chest and arms, the man had a strong, masculine face with a hawkish nose in its centre, and a large, curved sword was strapped across his back while he had on a pair of very tight brown trousers and a pair of sturdy boots.

What Kira really took note of when it came to the man however was the way in which the tightness of trousers allowed her to spot his truly massive cock, which seemed to be backed up by a pair of very large balls, and as she gawked at it the blonde bombshell was able to see that the cock seemed to grow even bigger.

Her husband was very well-endowed, as well as rich, powerful, handsome and intelligent, but Kira had never gotten to see anything which could rival the monster that the man in front of her was keeping in his pants.

“This is Zair,” Harlan introduced the man, “he has helped us in the past, and is highly trustworthy. He will watch over you as you approach Gore, and will be ready to interfere if the situation should get out of hand.”

“Oh,” Kira nearly groaned out her response. Despite her being intention to remain faithful to her husband, Kira could nevertheless feel her pussy begin to moisten as she stood in front of the single most magnificent specimen of manhood which she had ever seen.

“Hello,” the black-haired stud greeted Kira, keeping his booming voice as close to a whisper as he could get it, and sent a thin smile her way.

“Uh… hello,” Kira responded, feeling her cheeks redden as she realised that her large nipples had almost instantly become rock-hard.