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Chapter 9 by Unwanted-Empathy Unwanted-Empathy

What Now?

Towards The Cursed Village

Arerto is horseback as she travels the road, heading northeast of Castle Talia to a fishing village named Braxton. Accompanying her are three warrioresses: Valeria, Elandra, and Alessia. Also among them is priestess Nova, as priestesses also serve as the kingdom's healers. It has been three days since Arerto was informed about the village's predicament.

Apparently some kind of curse of open and bleeding rashes and boils has infected the villagers. Curiously only people who actually live in the village are affected. Travelers can come into and leave the village without being cursed. Also people who live in the village can't seem to leave, going beyond the village's borders causes intense pain and more rashes appearing. The curse has affected both adults and children, luckily though no one has died.

Arerto being more warrioress than stateswoman decided to investigate herself and left the temporary running of the kingdom to her sisters. Both women more apt than her to the management side of ruling. She brought Nova a veteran healer from the temple to see about this affection. Upon Arerto's head rested the lesser crown of Franconia, worn for travel outside the castle. The queen and her warrioresses all wore metal grey bikini armor, elbow-length leather gloves, and thigh-high leather boots. While the others wore no cloak, Arerto donned a red cloak. All four had their swords sheathed in their scabbards on their sword belts. Nova simply wore her white hooded priestess robe and soft slippers on her feet.

As the party of five rode down the road, a figure jumped out in front of them. It was a cervitaur standing in the middle of the road, brandishing a spear. It was female and looked to be around 20 something moons old.

" Hold travelers! I'm Basilah, daughter of Drea of the Spotted Hide Clan, and I challenge the strongest among you to a duel! Step forward or have the forest spread word of your cowardice!" She spoke in the common tongue.

Wanting to reach the village as soon as possible, but also not besmirch her name. Arerto told her warrioress to hold and that she will handle this, as she dismounted. The warrioresses nodded obeying their queen as she was the strongest and most skilled among them anyway. " I'am Queen Arerto, daughter of Alcippe of the Kingdom of Franconia. I accept your challenge!"

"Good! Will you fight bare as nature intended or hide, cowering behind your armor!" Basilah mocked.

Stinging her pride, Arerto roared back "Bare!!!" Stripping until she was just as nude as Basilah, with nothing but sword in hand. The warrioresses and healer gasped as they saw what lay between the queen's legs, but it was merly shock and surprise, and not disgust. Arerto and Basilah sized each other up.

Basilah looked upon the human queen's form long golden blonde hair swaying in the wind, fiery emerald green eyes, and a beautiful sharp face. A toned body with lightly tanned skin, round breasts with pink nipples, and tight and trim stomach. Thick and coarse golden blonde bush of pubic hair, a flaccid penis with balls, tight round ass, toned arms and long legs ending with small feet. The human queen was wielding a gleaming sword.

Arerto gazed at the cervitaur, the top of her head coming up to Basilah's neck. Wild dark brown hair, orange eyes, and and a rough looking face, with long deer like ears. She had a tanned skin lean body with wiry muscles, small almost flat breasts with brown nipples. Lean muscled arms, and below her bellybutton the body of a deer. The fur the same shade of dark brown as her hair, with spots of white on her rump, and deer tail. The cervitaur warrioress was armed with a spear.

The two rushed each, and sword met spear. Both combatants were very skilled with their chosen weapon. Each trying and failing to overwhelm the other, as their weapons clashed again and again, sparks flying with each clash. Soon both were covered in sweat and working up quite the stench as the sun beat down on them. As the battle continued Arerto could feel her arousal raising, it wasn't long before her nipples were hard, and her now erect cock was leaking droplets of pre-cum. Basilah was no different as her nipples were rock hard as well, and her cunt drooling.

Suddenly Arerto's right foot slipped and Basilah pressed forward with a powerful thrust. Arerto only had a moments notice to make her next move.

What Is Arerto's Next Move?

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