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There were dozens of reports Liandra had to read, and they were written on the most diverse manners. From poetic prose to diplomatic reports and military sights. Dagor had collected a truly diverse myriad of points of views on this Baroness Kendra, the blackhand. She was without a doubt a talented shadow mage, a skilled diplomat and either a hero or a villain. The reports either praised her help or defamed her insults. She appeared to be honorable to a fault and relentless in her defense of her nation and her Emperor.

"What do you think of Nocternia, Liandra?" Dagor eventually asked. Liandra hadn't really though about it. "Are they as powerful as some of these reports suggest?"

"It is hard to say. I don't think so. I think a lot of it is just for show, intimidation to keep would be conqueror's away. But individually many of these dark mages are worth fifty, maybe a hundred warriors." Dagor tone was honest, and Liandra wished instead he was whispering sweet nothings in her ear. But he remained stoic and business like. She must be the only one harboring feelings, the princess though, and that made her feel all the more childish next to him.

It became worse when she met Kendra. The baroness had a full womanly figure, her tight fitting leather armor left next to nothing to imagination. It even had a low neckline that bared more than half of her breasts. 'Tramp' the princess though, and even more so when the beautiful redhead greeted Dagor with a light kiss on the cheek. But Dagor didn't chide her for the liberty, he greeted in kind in this brazen foreign custom.

Kendra wasn't one to go about in circles, she stated her business clearly. "The Emperor has been worried about over tunes between his neighbours to foster an alliance against the Empire. He wishes to show goodwill by cleansing some of their neighbour problems. It is his hope to be seen as less of a threat and more as an ally"
Dagor didn't bother pointing out how convenient it was for the Empire that these threats were happening in Luxius at just about that time, but he did explore the alleged drake problem into detail, as well as a demonic infestation in the west mountains.
How many troops Nocternia would send. Who they were ...
Liandra was lost, she had just studied this Baroness profile, but obviously Dagor was not only deeply familiar with her personality, but also well aware of each name she brought up.

"Your goodwill has been noted. We will make sure the crown is aware" Dagor said neutrally, after Kendra finished answering his questions.

"Is it possible to hope for an audience before the weeks end? My Emperor places high demands on his envoy, and I would hate to disappoint him" Now it was her turn to sound more Luxian.

"His Majesty's schedule has been very busy of late, it is hard to say one way or another" Again a neutral barter, but there was something strange which made Liandra look up. Her jaw almost dropped at what she saw.

"I would be... most grateful for any help m'lord could give me. I am in such a position that I wouldn't be able to refuse ~anything~ your lordship asked of me." and if the lewdness in her voice wasn't blatant enough, this... SLUT also had her hand over Dagor's cock. Caressing it. Stroking it over his trousers, until the bulge became as notorious as a poorly concealed knife.

"I am ready to hear your plea, Baroness Blackhand. I hear your tongue can be most persuasive." He had too... it had to be a plan. He still sounded so cool, so controlled. She couldn't have just seduced him.
Goodness, that was what a cock looked like? A thick red tube ending in a bulging purple head, far larger than her open palm!

"Does she like to watch? or will she join?" It took Liandra a moment to realize she was talking about her. Dagor answered "She is here to take notes." and he pressed her head on his cock, which she first kissed and then swallowed. Liandra was aghast at what she was seeing. The Baroness was on her knees in front of the first minister. Bobbing her head up and down his cock.