(Canon) Eleanor POV ch.1

A chilling silence befell the land. Winds stirred restlessly whilst these parts of the lands finally found solace within the remnants of a violent snow storm . Nothing but the howling winds spoke during the dread of the night. You listened closely and distant echoes of eerie growls from unknown beasts stalking the darkness found ones ears.

A small gathering of purposely built wooden bungalows sat just beneath a sunken frozen hill. Two large outposts guarded what had become one of the northern safe houses for Knights serving beneath the banner of the four winged bird. The house of Lucien. And tonight all the fires were lit within these many identical small complexes, housing no less than 50 men who journeyed to the north on matters involving the Queen.

Three men were gathered on a lower floor swaddled in boiled dark leathers and heavy furs. They were Silver ranked Knights with both the scars and the aura's to show for it. Most of the commanders and seasoned knights understood the dangers of equipping heavy armour within a dangerous climate like this one. So the weaker fellows would instead wear heavy furs and light leathers.

“You think we gonna find anything in these parts?” Asked one of the stern faced fellows amongst the seated quartet.

He had half of his head shaven with a distinctive red scar glaring down the left side of his face.

The other three snorted disdainfully.

“We’ve been out here for 24 fucking days! Ha! There’s nothing but frozen bones and madness out here.”

“Madness?”

“Ay…only a mad bitch would think there’s anything out here worth our time.”

“If you’re talking about the Queen? Then you my friend have a **** wish. And if it’s not about the Queen and instead you actually feel brazen enough to refer to the general that way. Then…you are the biggest idiot I’ve ever met.” He grabbed the mug filled with cold ale and poured it down his throat.

Wiping his mouth with his loose sleeves.

"Take my advice. Keep your mouth shut, keep your sword close and try not too piss anyone you cant afford to piss off..."

A small chorus of laughter sprung forth from the seated quartet. A sense of knowing agreement as they all raised their mugs in unison.

"Demons been dead for how long? and the royals are still pissing their breeches worrying about them. If there were any demons left-ya think we'll be alive to tell the tale?

"Haha *Burps* Well I would...Ya think id waste my time fighting those freaks. Id much rather be buried in a avalanche of Elven tits to past the time"

Another chorus of laughter filled the air, when suddenly their voices simmered into gentle heckling from the arrival of approaching footsteps, the nearby side door opened which allowed the outdoors blistering cold wind to walk in alongside a heavily cloaked fellow.

One of the seated sell swords was poised to voice his deep displeasure, but once he realized whom it was swaddled beneath the hood. His lips tightened into a zip.

"Oh...g-good day men. Wh-wheres Lady...I mean the general" the fellow asked rather feebly despite his firm stocky build and obvious signs he was clothed in silver and bronze armour beneath his cloak.

One of the seated four cleared his throat harshly before he responded lazily. "Upstairs- she said no one should disturb er..."

The slightly chubby Elf seemed somewhat surprised by that, but his eyes trailed towards the stairs leading up to the upper floors.

"I see...Well-I...I need to speak to her urgently so I would have to be a little rude about it." The four looked visibly shocked by his obvious lack of care towards their warnings.

But no one dared to stop him. The Elf swiftly took his leave and headed up the creaking wooden steps.

"Say...you think the rumours are true then?"

"Huh what rumors"

"That the general likes em...you know-young"

"Hahaha yeah right-if that hopeless looking Elf can fuck that goddess then anyone of us can."

"Ahaha! Im with you- no doubt if she was going to fuck anyone it would be me"

"Fuck off it would be me...Only real swordsmen know how to tame a lass like that"

"Don't get me started! sometimes I lay awake at night imaging what those huge tits of hers must feel like"

"Keep your voices down you idiots! She'll quickly run a blade through your hearts before sucking your smelly cocks aha!"

"Ergh...no need to spoil the fun-but what'yre odds that Elf gets his face caved in?"

"Just be prepared to carry his corpse down once she calls for us"

Eleanor POV

Her slender fingers lightly brushed over the aged wooden frame, carved round the squared glazed window. A touch of frost delicately pricked her fingertips but she looked unconcerned whilst her far off gaze lingered into the thick darkness beyond the glittering white sheet of land outside. The stars were many and beautifully stitched across the blanket of the night. And yet she felt nothing but an unquenched fury forever stirring in her bosoms. Nights like these her mind would remember her son, the beautiful boy who she prized the most within this world. She had never known such a loss...not even when 'they' took his father.

She heard the sneering sounds of a door being opened behind her and Eleanor felt her Qi rolling chaotically out of anger, she had already warned those fools not to disturb her. And whomever it was who chose to disobey her, was surely courting ****.

These days Eleanor carried very little patience towards disobedience. Some days she even surprised herself, how she, once a lady filled with hope and cheer had now reverted back into her old ways, into the cold Grand Knight who once traversed the lands looking for strong opponents to cut down.

"I commend your foolish bravado. To still choose to actively disobey not only your acting commander. But also a grand knight? fufufu you wont hate me for taking this very seriously would you."

Eleanor's aura shot furiously into the air. The shockwave created sent a violent wind almost devastating the entire room she was standing in. The furniture around was almost blown away in moments. A baleful aura coloured silver and blue circled around her curvy body cladded in furs and iron. She still stood with her back turned towards the door. Eleanor knew only a handful of fellows could even stand within her aura without keeling over.

"You should've obeyed me...now you will face the consequences...now die!" She twisted her body half way around and tossed her arm back which sent an incredible **** roaring towards the door. Eleanor's expressionless gaze was cold as ice. She decided to see the last remnants of the fellow who dared to disobey her...but as soon as her eyes beheld the slightly chubby faced Elf by the doorway. Already forming his two arms into a cross guard, her heart almost plummeted into darkness .

"n-o-no-no-no"

Eleanor screamed for Julien to move, but her attack was too swift...too devastating.

*BOOOOOOOM...Crackleeeeee*

*Cough-cough-eyuk*

******

Eleanor vanished instantly and caught Julien before his body hit the ground. She felt how cold and rigid his body felt and almost burst into tears.

'Calm down Ela...This isnt the time to...to shut down. I-I need to save him.'

She tried to ignore the pool of blood and countless cuts riddled Juliens battered from. She opened her spatial ring and took out three distinctively marked bottles. A beige one, lime one and a black one. She uncorked each one with her pretty mouth and gently poured each one into her mouth, she didnt swallow but instead angled her lips around Juliens bloodied mouth before she gently wrapped her mouth around his own, and directly fed the potion to him. She made sure he swallowed the potion before repeating the same thing with the other two.

She then formed hand seals before placing a single palm against his chest. Eleanor shut her eyes and focused all her yin Qi through her palms. An azure milky light appeared like webs and slowly crawled against Juliens deformed chest.

1 hour later and Juliens face had finally returned to its healthy olive tone. His breathing settled soon enough filling Eleanors heart with delight.

"T-thank goodness" she exhaled brokenly. Unlike Julien her face showed clear signs of fatigue. Her entire body was covered in sweat, so she lifted Julien within her arms and made her way towards the bed. But she was held on her feet once she realized half of the bed had been destroyed by her tyrannical aura. She placed him delicately against the floor instead.

'He shouldn't be up for a while...sigh... I should get out of these clothes and take a bath. Sigh...I...I almost killed him'

Her heart ached each time she looked at his shivering body laying there against the ground. She had already lost Thorjen and couldn't bare to lose anyone else. Eleanor felt a string of complicated emotions running through her heart. Julien was almost like a son to her, Thorjens best friend growing up, the polite boy who always spoke fondly of her son. Since Thorjens **** Julien was the last piece of Thorjen's goodness that remained, not to mention he comforted her greatly during her time of need.

Eleanor had removed her gruesome cut armour, she wore a tight shirt which barely covered her massive breasts. She removed her lower trousers to get more comfortable. Revealing the barely visibly little thong she wore.

She knew somewhere along the days the lines had become blurred. As much as she tried to fight the feelings of what had taken place between them within that cabin that day. She had already accepted that mistake was something she couldn't take it back. Truthfully...there was a part of her that wished it would happen ag-

"Hm..ergh...wh-where am I" a groggy voice spoke

Eleanor felt her heart jump, she swiftly moved like lighting and knelt down beside him. She quickly lifted his head up from the ground and laid it against her bare lap.

"Are-are you ok? does it hurt-i'm sorry Julien *sobs* I'm so-so sorry...*whimper*"

Juliens eyes slightly widened seeing her tears start to rain down against his face. He feebly raised a hand and gently caressed her cheeks.

"Y...you look beautiful as alwa...always." Eleanor shyly turned her eyes away, she could feel her face turning warm.

"S-stop saying weird things...but im glad you're ok...I...I didn't know." Julien moved his fingers and placed them gently between Eleanors lips.

Usually she might've flinched and backed away but tonight, with all the string of emotions fighting inside of her. She could only remain still.

Juliens cold fingers moved against the outline of her lips, gently stroking them as though they were the most delicate things in the entire world. He then slowly stroked her cheek and delicately traced her jawline, moving down to her chin. He moved his finger away and traced it down towards the large cleavage between her shirt. Sweat sat on her smooth skin, her hard nipples protruded beneath her shirt from his light tough.

Eleanor shuddered , she felt butterflies giving her a tingly feeling inside.

'N-o...no...if this continues.' Juliens fingers continued to carefully stroke her skin. He gently made circles around her large areolas. He could feel her nipples getting harder by the second. Eleanor placed her hands over her mouth to prevent her moans from escaping her mouth.

"pl-please...we-we...c-cant..mmm..ah" Julien suddenly smothered her mouth with his own. Eleanor was shocked but she felt so powerless and guilty to fight back. Her eyes softly closed and she very quickly started to reciprocate the kiss.

"mmmm...*slurp*ahh-mmm-*slurp*

What started off as a timid and **** kiss very quickly turned into a slimy dance between their tongues.

"mmmmuaaahh....mmmmh....schluppp...slurppp...mmmm...ah-mmmmaa"

Eleanor could feel Juliens wet and warm tongue gently wrapping around her own. She couldn't refuse him right now, with her emotions being so chaotic recentl, the only thing she could do was to allow herself to let go. Thorjen was dead, so falling into this deep waters she was currently sinking inside of felt right...for tonight it did anyway.

She felt Juliens hand moving towards her breasts again, this time he wasn't so polite about it and started playfully pinching and pulling her nipples through her shirt.

Julien's playful hands started to knead and fondle her overly large breasts. After a while she felt his hands moving down towards her abdomen. Her eyes opened in shock but she felt Julien's tongue moving quicker. His finger moved over her hard clit and started to massage it, he was somewhat inexperienced but she was felling so horny she didnt mind it.

"ahhh-hmmmaaa...slurppp...n-not dwer...slurp...mmm" She tried to protest but everytime she done so Juliens tongue explored her mouth deeper. Julien plunged two finger into her tight wet hole and started to softly move his two fingers inside and out.

*Shlick-shlick-shlick-shlick*

Her pussy tightened and she could feel Juliens fingers rubbing against her tight wet walls. The sensation was heavenly and she couldn't help clamming her thighs together in anticipation of what was coming

"ahhhhh...Mmmmm...ahhhh-s-s-stop..."

Eleanor pulled away once she could feel her pussy on the verge of climaxing. With saliva dribbling down against her large cleavage she wiped her mouth and looked down at Juliens two fingers covered completely in her juices. She could feel and smell Juliens mouth all over her lips. There was a wild excitement moving through her body. She couldnt contain it any longer.

She reluctantly moved her hand towards the bulge beneath his trousers, she smoothed her hand over it gently. Appreciating the outline of his throbbing member. Then she reached into his breeches and gently pulled out the pulsating hard meat out into the open. She stared at his short but slightly girthy cock in her hands. A smile creased across her face as she found it cute to look at. She then started to move her hand in a rhythmic manner, twisting it up and down. Fast and slow, Although it had been a while since she last gave someone a handjob, her skills werent lacking as she could both feel and see Julien nearing to cum.

"Ah...ahh...ahh-Grgh-it's coming...Keep going...y-yes...cumminggggggg"

*splurttttttttt*

A few thick ropes of cum sprayed into the air and coated her in Juliens warm cum. She froze for a few moments, observing the cum oozing across her boobs, her tight shirt and against her hand. The scent was tantalizingly erotic and Eleanor knew she needed to control her mind before she fully lost herself in the lust.

So she stood up from her kneeled position before helping Julien to his staggering feet.

She felt his body respond as he pressed his midriff between her legs forcing her to back away until she found the edge of the half broken bed.

Eleanor allowed her self to fall against the bed. Her incredibly large breasts bouncing lewdly in the process. Her opened cleavage had practically allowed her large breasts to fall out from their hiding place. She observed Juliens stunned face, his eyes scanned every inch of her body as though she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Those eyes...only one ever person had ever looked at her like that.

"this...this will be the second time...I hope you've been practicing" her sultry words were laced with seduction. She practically saw his flaccid cock harden onace again as soon as those words were spoken . Julien started to climb on top of her, delicately folding aside her opened shirt and revealing the incredibly large breasts she had on show. But his eyes then looked to have caught wind of something.

"Your stomach...wha-what is that pink...rune?" he asked with confusion

'Pink rune?' she thought to herself

Eleanor raised her helm away from the bed a little and could see her practically naked lower half, she only wore a g-string to cover her pussy. But what caught Juliens attention was the glaring pink rune glowing just above her pussy.

"Oh...that...i...well im not exactly sure... I think my body's been going through some changes recently. I noticed that rune appearing around my abdomen ever since..." Her voice trailed off as she sunk into deep thought. Now that she thought about it, she started to notice changes within her body right about the time she was asked to train Marco, right before he was gearing up for an important Silver Ranked mission months ago.

"Ever since what my lady?" Julien asked with a concerned expression

"Since that odd request was made to me to train with...nevermind...its-it's probably nothing- I've already had a few ghost doctors look into it." The look of concern still remained on Juliens gaze but he eventually allowed his gaze to soften once he felt Eleanors slender leg gently caressing his inner thigh.

He placed his focus upon her again and slowly crawled up to her face. He pressed his lips against her own again, smothering her with a deep kiss whilst he squeezed and kneaded her incredibly large breasts within the palm of his hands.

Eleanor didnt protest. Tonight...she wanted him to make her forget...to forget about the darkness festered within her heart.