Azurite & Issa

Authors Note: This story will contain Voyeurism.

Azurite sighed as he leapt through the open window. Once again he had tried to give his accomplices advance warning of a developing situation. This time the Fief-Lord's Daughter had begun to bleed from her face, and they had been the last ones seen with her.

And once again, Azurite's warning was met with scalding and complete disregard. He knew that the girls didn't particularly like him, and that was fine. He wasn't there to make friends. He was there to prevent a war.

Epona and Essa seemed to appreciate Azurite for his skills. Issa on the other hand, seemed to barely tolerate him, even when presenting her meek facade.

Azurite had seen her type before. The type of woman who would wrap people around her fingers, use them like tools, and discard them, when their uses came to an end.

Of course, for his own safety, Azurite had stayed at a distance, observing the behaviours and mannerisms of his three female party members. For Essa and Epona, Azurite was comfortable remaining wary at a minimum around them. Issa on the other hand, warranted a full guarded defence.

The cloaked Genasi's feet thudded to the floor softly. He removed his now blunt dagger from the cobbled wall and took a half second to marvel at the long gash on the outside of the building, from the second story window to the ground.

Azurite disappeared into the darkness, as he had so many times before. It was his safety from those who would wish him harm. He climbed to his perch atop the building opposite, taking care to conceal himself. He was able to observe the building from this point. Well, the front door, and the windows of the rooms the girls stayed in.

Azurite expected them to need to make a hasty get away. He was certain that the blame for the Fief-Lord's daughter nearing **** would be wrongly placed on them.

He was wrong.

There was no uproar, there was no hasty exit, or sounds of battle. No way Epona would go down quietly. An hour or so passed, and movement in one of the windows caught his eye. There was someone in the girls room.

He drew his bow and knocked an arrow. The movement came from the bathroom. He shifted, to get a better look. Maybe the Fief-Lord's anger favoured quiet ****, over a large amount if bloodshed.

Azurite moved to see in through the window to the bathroom. He could clearly see Issa, back to the window, a bathtub full of water steaming, a foot to her right. It wasnt until the pale white skin of her back became visible, as she lifted her blouse above her head, that he realised he shouldn't be watching.

Her hand began working at something at her waist, and Azurite put his arrow back in its quiver. Putting an arrow back, is by no means as easy as it is to retrieve it in the first place, moving slowly back to his perch as he did so.

By the time he looked back up, Issa was only half visible through the window, straightening up after having bent over to remover her trousers.

Something stirred under his cloak. He could see very little because he had begun moving back to his original vantage point. If he took a step back he would be able to see her ass...

Issa moved from the window and stepped into the bath. Hiding everything but her head and shoulders beneath the milky water. He'd missed his chance.

So the girls were not to be chased out of the city. That'd mean they were to be evicted in the early morning. He'd best get some sleep.