Make a run for it

Not wanting to find out if Enzo is still in pursuit, you and grace follow Azul through the forest. Azul grunting as she uses her sword to cut her way through the brush. Her strength showing off her Orcish roots.

"Where the hell are we going?!" You shout, constantly looking over your shoulder.

"There is a beach not far from here.... sometimes traders use it to move their goods." She says quickly as she hacks her way closer and closer to the edge of the forest.

The pace is quick, but your adrenaline fuels you forward, and working on the orchard has left Grace very fit. Clearing the forest, Azul curses as she sees the beach is abandoned.

"Look!" Grace shouts out, pointing further down to the shore to what looks like a small dock. "Maybe there is a boat we can use...?"

Turning towards the dock, the three of you run quickly along the beach, the sand making it tough but you don't want to get left behind.

"Good call Grace." Azul pants as she starts to pull a rowboat out from under the dock. "Now help me launch it!"

The three of you grab onto the boat, pushing it into the water as a loud voice shouts behind you,

"HEY! STOP! THAT'S MY BOAT!!!"

Turning you see a burly fisherman charging you with a hook, only making the three of you work harder to launch the boat.

As the three of you climb aboard, you notice Grace struggles to lift herself up. Grabbing her hand, you pull her aboard just as the Fisherman charges into the water, his hook driving into her calf.

"Ahhhh FUCK!!!" She cries out in pain. Azul driving an oar into the man's face, letting go of the hook as he falls back into the water.

Pulling Grace aboard, you pull out the hook and toss it aside, quickly grabbing some cloth to bandage her wound.

"Fuck it hurts!!!" She shouts angrily as she grabs her leg.

"I know... but its not serious. Just a flesh wound." You reply, trying to reassure her.

"Still fucking hurts!" Grace cries out, laying down in the boat as you and Azul quickly row away from the shore.

Looking back into the treeline you can't help but feel watched... and that you haven't seen the last of Enzo.

Grace pouring some mead on her wound before taking a giant swig, the three of you heading downriver with the current until it starts to get dark. You lay beside Grace, holding her in your arms as she shivers from the night air. Her hand gently caressing your chest as you notice the boat turning. Looking up you see Azul guiding the boat ashore as she spies a small Island in the middle of the river ahead.

"We should be safe there..." Azul says pointing at the Island. "At least we will see them coming."

"Good... we also need to rest and take a look at Grace's leg." You reply as you help row closer to the Island.

Coming ashore you and Azul hide the boat behind some bushes before helping Grace into the brush. You are about to set up the tent when you spy a cave ahead, the three of you settling inside after clearing it.

Azul lights a small fire as you tend to Grace, noticing her smiling at you after you stitch up her leg and apply a bandage.

"Where did you learn to do that?" Grace asks as she looks down at her bandaged leg.

"You come to learn these things after fighting in many campaigns." You respond, taking a bowl of oatmeal from Azul and passing it to Grace.

"You aren't just any ordinary man are you...?" She asks curiously as she runs her hand over yours.

"No... I am Prince John and I am the rightful heir of King Skall." You reply.

"I knew you were lying to me at the Orchard... but I never thought you were hiding that kind of secret from me." Grace replies, scooting closer to you.

"Well i am full of surprises." You respond as you take your bowl of oatmeal from Azul.

The three of you quickly turn in for the night, taking turns watching the river but besides a few trading barges the night is quiet. Of course the morning is much more eventful... waking up to a warm and soft sensation on your cock.

As your eyes adjust you see Azul hungrily kissing and sucking the head of your cock. Grace laying beside her, her hand cupping and massaging your balls.

"Good morning John..." Grace says before kissing up your thigh.