Maria Glendal

Maria longed in her carriage as it carried her back to the capital of Veertor, Calrice. The "Holy Capital" of Telnon may have been the main HQ of the Church, but in reality had no ruling authority for the country. At least not on the outside. Victor was a strong man and although his wars were costly and bloody, he had good intentions. All he wanted was a world of peace under his rein, where everyone devoted themselves to the Church.

That was all well and good, but it still left her out in the cold. He wanted a child as his heir, and he wanted it from his wife. Not from the lowly prostittues he had brought in to bare children in the event his wife was infertile. This was where her interest with the Church had come in.

The Church's healers, scribes, and Speakers were all over the capital city because of Victor's hope that his wife would finally be able to have a child if he was devoted enough. Unforunately his devotion was exactly what kept her from carrying the pregnancy longer than the first term, thanks to High Priest Beldan.

Beldan was a powerful and charismatic man. He had managed to rise up through the ranks of the Church to the second most powerful position and then staged a coup from the shadows to take over. Unfortunately the old man that Beldan held prisoner was stubborn enough to live through the ordeals he was being put through. Beldan was still in charge, but it wasn't exactly official yet.

So little option left, Victor had resourted to using Consorts. He had found the three most desirable prostitutes in Calrice to take as his consorts, with Maria as the First. Victor had used her quite often that first year, but as time went on he started directing more and more of his attention to his wife again. He was a loving man and felt guilty for using the consorts, even if his wife approved because of the need for heirs. Maria had three children so far, and believed that one of them might have even been Victor's brat. The others were most likely from the several young clergymen that she had Beldan direct her way.

It was so easy for her to manipulate men, especially Victor and Beldan. She had only to glance in their direction for them to start drooling. Which reminded her of the young man sitting across from her. Brother Jerome was a tall, muscular young man. Like Beldan, she favored the young and beautiful. And this young man was certianly a sight she felt lucky to behold. Of course when she finally talked him out of his clothing.... That was something she looked forward to. They had spoken little since he had come to her that morning, prepared for the trip. She could see that he was a little upset about something and figured that this wasn't the assignment he had hoped for. Oh how she would love changing his mind about that.

They had been on the road for hours and she was really starting to get horny, watching the young man shift uncomfortably across from her. In a few hours they would be stopping in a small village for the night. The village, Artiga, acted as a checkpoint for traders and pilgrims between Telnon and Calrice. Once there she would have several choices of bed partners to take some of the heat from her loins. One of the soldiers that acted as a bodyguard had caught her eye, and there were several brothels that supplied both male and female entertainment, and of course there was the young man... Choices choices. Oh whichever should she choose to wrap in her web for the night?