A gift and a feast

Rovni blinked her eyes open at the gentle probing against her naked side, "Come on love, you need to get up." Came her aunts gentle words that rose brought her back to reality from her dreamless sleep.

Blinking the sleep away from her eyes Rovni was met with the sight of her aunt looming above her, fully dressed, unlike herself who still laid bare from their passionate reunion, Rovni noted what little light streamed into her old room as she began to reawaken fully, the pale orange beams of light suggested to her that it was early in the evening.

"The feast will soon be underway, but I hoped to have a moment with you before we join." Frine started and Rovni could not help but let out a low chuckle, "I thought we had a moment not hat long ago." Rovni muttered out under her laugh which earned her a playful slap on her naked ass from Frine.

"As I was saying, I had something made not that long ago for your return, a token of respect for a fellow warrior." Frine stated and turned to the corner of Rovni's old room and in their passion Rovni had overlooked what sat there, waiting for her.

Displayed upon an armor stand stood a shining set of thick scaled armor, made stronger with thick leather below the interlocking metal plates. Boots, gloves, arm guards, full body and leg armor along with a metal helm, it to fitted with strong leather.

Rovni got up silently from her place upon the bed and walked over and came to a halt at the armor displayed, "A fitting armor for a raider or chieftess, it will keep you alive and that is what counts." Frine spoke, coming to stand just behind her niece.

"And also, consider it a show of faith, if you spoke true, than I will be your second, I have spent to long here, unless I face my brother than I have achieved all I can and I long to battle once more, besides, I still have much to teach you and experience leading." Frine stated and looked at her niece, awaiting her reply.

Rovni did not need to think long, her aunt was true in all her words and although lust drunk, Rovni had meant her words in offering her aunt the position of her second, "Than as my first order, help me don my armor." Was her response.

With trained hands Frine helped Rovni don her clothes and armor, apart from the helm and soon stood proud in proper armor once more, "Fine a warrior as I ever saw." Came Frine's compliment.

"My thanks, we should go and join the feast no?" Rovni asked and Frine nodded, gesturing to the door and leading Rovni through the halls of her old home.

Entering the great room Rovni was met by the sight of massive long tables and almost the entirety of her fathers warband crammed into the hall with food and drink being carted around by the great many servants present, at the head of it all sat her father at a slightly smaller but more prestigious table at the head of the hall in front of his throne, her mother was sat left to him and to him with two more seats to his right for her and Frine.

"Daughter, come take your seat! Servants, bring us some ale." Came her fathers boisterous voice booming through the hall, over the top of all the other chatter and had clearly started on the ale before her arrival.

Now with eyes cast upon her Rovni walked with a confidence befitting a chieftess with Frine flanking her from behind, taking the seat beside her father and Frine taking the next one down, the head family had fully assembled in the hall, and quickly a pair of servants brought forward several tall, metal mugs that were full of frothing ale setting them down before them.

"Drink well my warriors and welcome Rovni, though not as one of us but as but as a new, rising chieftess and ally!" Ovgar called through the hall and a mix of confused murmuring and cheers echoed forth from the crowd, following her fathers call Rovni grabbed a mug and lifted it in cheers to the gathered orcs and started drinking, it was going to be a long night and she would need it.

"And brother, I have made a choice, I shall be going with Rovni as her second." Frine stated, loud enough to make sure a few orcs heard but did not shout it through the hall as her father had just done, Ovgar raised an eyebrow at Frine but said nothing more, waiting for an explanation.

"I have done all I can here, and I have been idle far to long, unless I brought you down than I have nothing more to achieve, besides, Rovni is more than able but nothing bests experience." Frine continued with confidence in her voice, sure of her decision to follow her niece.

"...Very well sister." Ovgar began after a pause, "You will go in peace and with my blessing, aid her well." He finished to which Frine nodded and Rovni took a swig and glanced to her mother who had been silent, who was looking at Rovni with pride in her eyes, she may not have been the child she expected but was still a proud mother.

The night to follow would be remembered, but not remembered well as Rovni reached for a fresh mug of ale.