Rogues and Queens

You sit in a carriage, your mother beside you, and your betrothed, Kiara, across from you. Kiara smiles a little at you, and you smile back. Suddenly, the peace is broken with a boom and much swearing. Screams of a woman fill the air. You lunge for your sword, and grab it, stepping out of the carriage. Kiara, a weapon by herself, steps out as well, baring her sharp teeth. Elara and Bathrok were out too. Suddenly, an arrow zooms at Kiara, and you slam into the girl, the two of you rolling as a knight calmly notches another arrow, and points it at Elara.

You quickly disentangle from the orc princess, and take in her assets. Nice, full lips, bouncy E cup tits, a perky ass that could use some bounce, but a toned figure with long legs that would feel great wrapped around your waist. The archer knight fires the arrow, and you focus on the arrow, and throw the sword before Bathrok can reach, and the sword spins in mid-air, colliding with the arrow and sensing both the sword and the arrow to the ground.

In a fluid motion, Elara grabs the fallen sword and hurls it at the knight, catching them in the shoulder, and they roll down the hill. Bathrok tears a small tree from the ground and aims it like a spear at the knight. Elara stops him, and pulls off the knight’s helmet, and red hair falls down the knight’s shoulders, framing her pretty face.

“Heather!” a voice exclaims, and a girl about the same age as the fallen knight, so about early 20s, runs up.

“You bastards hurt her!” the girl sneers.

“She was shooting at us!” you interject, and Kiara shoots you a brief, pleased look.

“She was?” the girl asks, her voice wavering.

“Yes.” Elara adds.

“Fine. I guess maybe she is a touch violent. I’m Queen Ivy of the Shoreless Vale.” the girl says, her alluring green eyes locking on yours. Kiara seems to notice, and slides her cool hand into your warmer one.

“King Bathrok of the Orclands.”

“Queen Elara of the Orclands.”

“King Jace of Thornshire.”

“Princess Kiara of the Orclands, and future Queen of Thornshire.”

Ivy flushes a little at the mention of your engagement to Kiara. The orc girl leans into you, and you wrap an arm around her hourglass shaped body. Elara beams at the two of you.

“And this is my sister, Heather, the banished princess of the Shoreless Vale.” Ivy says, gesturing at Heather’s still body. Ivy starts tending to Heather as you and Kiara walk back to the carriage.

“You got kind of territorial.” you comment. Kiara grins.

“No dirty half-elf is going to run off with my betrothed. And did you notice that Heather’s not a half-elf?” Kiara smirks. You laugh, and settle into the carriage.