Find out what she wants

"What exactly do you expect me to do?" You ask the woman although the answer is pretty clear. The sheer lace veil that covers her face is thin enough that you can see hints of hidden beauty and if her slender hand is anything to go by, under her heavy robes could be a trim figure. An attractive, young, noblewoman like her would be a prize that any man would relish capturing.

"My name is Lady Relia Kiriakolis." The elegant woman announces as if you should have heard of her. "I can pay you in gold if you fly me from this city. Show him." The slaves put down the chest and raise its lid. The chest was full of gold and silver coins - Wernian Ducats, Thebian Talens, Kalion Golden-Drakes and Athenian Bars were mixed with other coins you do not recognize. Unfortunately you know that that payment in gold won't work.

"It's not that simple, Lady Kiriakolis." You shake your head not unkindly at the tense woman. "If I have any chance to escape this damn siege, I'll have to fly out of here as light as possible."

"I've seen Riders carrying passengers." Lady Kiriakolis counters, "and I've watched our city's finest glide down to their tower roosts with captive girls draped over their saddles. I know that your drake can carry both of us.

"Swiftwing may be able to carry both of us, he is strong and young, but every pound of extra weight slows me down and makes my escape less likely." One option is to just take the gold and leave the three women here to meet their fate. It doesn't look like the three of them would be much of a fight for even an unarmored Rider. You consider the trio standing before you; you still have a while before the drake wires fall and you can think of a few pleasant ways these pretty women could keep you occupied. The smallest of the three is the blonde ****, thin-boned and small breasted you wonder just how light she might be, the other **** is rounded out in all the right places. She's not fat, but her hips thighs and breasts are all perfect for a man to lose himself in. Unlike the slender blonde who looks even more nervous than her mistress, this brunette seems eager to show what she can do to please a man.

Your attention turns to Lady Kiriakolis; is she as attractive as her slaves are under all those layers? Would this noblewoman meekly allow you to strip her down and lead her to your bed as the price for her escape. With Swiftwing being hurt and unable to work you've run through pretty much all your reserves and it has been a long time since you've had a chance to attend the kinds of parties where you could try to land a catch like this. But now with what she wants from you, you wouldn't even have to be charming. You could just order the noblewoman to your bed ...

"Rider!" You wonder if Lady Relia suspects what is going through your head or if she just wants to be sure she has your attention. "Are you listening to me?" With a grin you realize that you hadn't been paying attention to her at all and wiping away the image of her laying back on the bed wearing nothing more than a nervous smile you deliberately focus your attention on what she has to say. To your surprise, the woman reaches up and removes her veil before meeting your gaze with her clear grey-green eyes. She is as pretty as her slaves, probably prettier (in the face at least) you'd have to see her naked to make a fair assessment. Luckily the noblewoman speaks before you drift off again into yet another flight of fancy.

"I know we might not be able to get away from the circling high-drakes, but we don't have to." The noblewoman explains, "I don't want to escape from the United Armies - I need you to get me to their Lord Marshal." Why would any woman want to place herself in the hands of the enemy? Did she think that her fate would be easier if she were claimed by the commander of the conquering forces? It might be better than being dragged from her chambers by some of the Galatian mercenaries, but your guess is that this pretty young woman is going to find herself stripped, fucked and chained no matter who is lucky enough to get to her first. You silently curse her heavy outer robes in frustration as you try to get a sense of what she looks like under all those layers.

Hades! You hadn't realized how horny you've gotten, it's been a good three weeks since your last trip to a brothel and that had been a quickie with a cheap **** nowhere near as attractive as any one of these three delightful pieces of prime ass.