The fanning girl.

You pull back the curtain with a swift jerk and point your blade at the neck of the intruder. The tanned skinned woman lets out a startled gasp and quickly backs away from your blade, using the backs of her elbows and the tips of her heels to propel herself backwards across the fur covered ground like a giant insect, until bumping into a thick tent pole. You and Thea pin her down with the tip of your swords and study her soft curves and her fear-filled face. She had every right to be afraid. If not for the sight of the two powerful amazons standing in the nude before her then the knowledge of what was about to happen to her. Surely Laoda and the Daughters of Aphrodite made a point to remind everyone in the United Armies that trespasses into the Accorian camp, especially during their orgies, would end with the trespassers very loud and public ****.

However, as you place the tip of your mother’s sword against the intruder’s chin and look into the young woman’s trembling amber eyes, you can’t shake the feeling of familiarity. As you study her, you took note of the servant's garb clinging to her small curvy body and the long, now messy brown hair matted around her face. You used the tip of your sword to lift some strands of hair away from her eyes, then arch your brow and gave her a scowl. “I remember you,” you lower your sword, “The servant girl from the command tent.”

Thea turns to you, a puzzled look on her face as she too lowers her sword, “You know this woman?”

You placed a hand on your hip and stare down at the trembling woman. “She’s a fanning girl. I met her while I was meeting with the Grand Marshal.”

You can feel full strength of Thea’s eyes on you. A quick glance at the slender Amazon reveals a very sarcastic pout on her face. “Fanning girl? Really? Just what kind of ‘diplomatic meeting’ was this.”

You grit your teeth and glare back at her. “Thea, now is not the time!” You really aren’t in the mood for Thea’s antics, not while you are dealing with an intruder at least.

“What else did they have?” she asks with a smirk, “Wine? Half naked men? Oooh, was one of them Ceno?”

“THEA!” Your voice is probably loud enough to grab the attention of some of the Amazons in nearby tents. Some of the moans briefly stop for a few breaths before gradually starting up again. This wasn’t your first outburst during an orgy and probably wouldn’t be your last. Most of your sisters have gotten used to it by now, to the point to where they all but ignored you.

Thea just chuckles, “Sorry, Xira, I just find it amusing that while I was breaking my back digging a latrine, you were probably reclining on silk sheets while servants poured you wine.”

As Thea teases you, the fanning girl is trying to slip away but you spot her out of the corner of your eye. Without looking, you quickly thrust your sword in front of her, the blade just inches from her throat. “Where do you think you’re going?” you glare down at her.

As she shys away from your sword, the slender woman stutters and fidgets. “I-I was j-just...uh...I-I didn’t mean to-”

“Why are you here?!” You snap at her, your patience at an end.

The woman jumped back looking over her shoulder to see if there was another escape route. Instead she finds Thea standing behind her with a sword in hand and a smirk on her lips. Finally she turns to you and speaks, though much to you annoyance she is still stuttering.

“W-well. your Majesty,” she gulps nervously, “I-I want to become an Amazon.”