Pull Her Over To Your Horse.

"Hey," I yelled at the top of my voice. She glanced back at me. I got up as close as I could. Any closer and our horses would bump into each other and send both animals tumbling. I tossed my arm out and put and put it around her. I let go of the reigns and tightened my legs pulled her toward me. We both fell off of the horse onto the hard ground. Luckily for her, not so much as she landed on top of me.

"Ouch," I said as I reached back and rubbed my head.

“Are you okay?” she said sitting upward. Her beautiful face a foot or more from mine. Her lovely green eyes starring into mine as she brushed a lock of her red hair from her face and behind her ear showing off her pointed ear. She was an elf.

“I will live,” I grunted. I reached up to touch her arm and help her off of me but what I got was a handful of something very soft. I looked down, or up should I say since I was on the ground, to see I had missed her arm and had a handful of her left tit in hand. Even in the almost skin-tight leather outfit she wore, her breast was soft and much larger than that of an elf. Or at the very least any elf I had ever seen.

"Ah." She yelled as she sat up and covered her breast with her arms. "That's my breast, you ruffian."

"Sorry." I put my hands up. "I was reaching for your arm to help you up. Unless you'd rather someone find us like this my lady.” I shook my head. I could tell she was a noble-born from the leather outfit she was wearing. The level of detail and leatherworking were high quality.

“Oh.” She blushed brightly and got off of me quickly as she stood up.

I rolled over and stood up myself. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," she replied. Now that I had a good look at her she was quite beautiful. She had a slender yet curvy figure as well. Nice tits, not small but not too big neither. A slender waist, and nice round hips. It didn't hurt that she was straddled me in a way that made me think of more than a few things I wanted to do to her or with her. "A snake spooked my horse," she said as she bent over brushing herself off giving me a peek down the top she wore that pushed her breasts together. I rubbed my back having hit a root or something. Luckily my quiver was on the horse and not on my back since I would have just shattered every arrow I had with that landing. My horse was walking nearby while the lady's was halfway to the elfin kingdom by now.

"You're not hurt are you?" she asked touching her arm.

"I don't feel anything broken," I said brushing myself off. I would mend. I kind of wished Arwen was here to mend it for me. I made a sound and my horse came over. He was pretty well trained luckily.

"Are you from nearby?" I queried, grabbing the reigns of my horse.

"You could say that." She nodded and smiled as if she knew something I did not.

"Hop on and I will walk. Take you back to where ever you would like to go." I shrugged toward the horse.

"I think I am done riding for today but I would appreciate the escort and company all the same." She smiled.

"After you, my lady." I held out my hand toward the road though we didn't get far as I heard a thunderous sound as more horses approached. I looked up to see three riders approaching.

"Oh fuck," the lady said then covered her mouth realizing she had just cursed like it was something she didn't do often. I was so used to hearing it that it didn't bother me in the least but I imagined a proper lady wasn't supposed to use such language. Even in the presence of a commoner.

I put myself in front of the lady and my hand on the sword. The riders slowed as they got closer. One dismounted and drew her sword.

"You. Step away from the princess or I will cut you down where you stand," a female voice said which caught me a little off guard at first.

“Captain stop. He just saved me. My horse was spooked by a snake and took off running," the young woman said stepping forward.

"Princess?" I turned back to her and she gave a little shrug. I dropped down onto my knee and bowed. I had just touched the breast of the princess. One word from her lips and I would be dangling from a noose in the town square before dinner. Almost worth it though.

“Princess Rosalyn Mairdnarn.” The princess smiled. And gave a nod. “You can stand.”

"If you hadn't gone off riding on your own this wouldn't have happened my lady," the other woman said sheathing her sword and pulling off her helmet. She was very fierce-looking but lovely as well. An elven woman with long brunette hair.

"I have rode horses half my life. I don't need an escort," The princess said firmly.

"Clearly. It's not like you could get stranded without a horse in the middle of an empty field," the captain replied looking about expectantly. She had to be the captain of the guard or of some other high rank given her armor which looked to be a mix of high-quality leather and flawless plate metal in some places and the way she spoke to the princess. No common soldier would dare do so. Least, not one who wanted to live long.

"Fine. You made your point. I just wanted to get away from all those spoiled snot noise butt kissers. It makes me sick the way they try to curry favor with my father." The Princess crossed her arms. It was clear she was losing the argument though the captain of the guard clearly had her hands full with this one.

"You mean your suitors?" the captain replied.

"Not as long as I draw breath will I ever marry the likes of them." The princess shook her head. I could see why men would throw themselves at her. She was gorgeous but she had spirit as well which I kind of liked about her.

"Then tell that to your father or mother or to the goddess herself but I am just here to keep you safe, my lady. Unless one of them lays a hand on you in an inappropriate manner I can do nothing. If they do though I promise I will cut off their hand, or any other body part that her highness sees fit if it will make your highness happy." The captain smiled. I knew right away what she was hinting at cutting off without using such vulgarity in front of her lady. I imagined it was hard for the captain to give orders to someone who would one day be queen but who she had several years experience over.

"That might not make much of a blade for some of them." The princess smiled as well having finally settled on a middle ground. I got a laugh at the way they spoke in a sort of veiled vulgarity while still maintaining a sense of nobility.

"No, I reckon not. Now shall we head back to the castle?” The captain said. It wasn't really a question but a suggestion. The princess nodded and the captain looked at one of her men. "Go catch her highness horse. The princess will ride back with me."

"Ma'am." He replied and took off in the direction the horse had went. Good luck with that one I thought.

"Very well." The princess nodded and turned back toward me. "Thank you sir for the rescue though it looks like I will not be needing that escort,” she said offering her hand.

"It was my pleasure to meet you, your highness," I said taking it and kissing it because I thought that was what I was supposed to do. She walked over and the captain helped her up then looked at me.

“Here. For your help. I don't have any coin on me...” the captain said as she drew a knife and twirled it around to catch it by the blade. She held it out towards me and smiled. “But this will get you some coin in the city. Take it to any smith and they will know it's worth.”

“Thank you, my lady.” I said and took it. The small blade had an ivory handle with a gold guard and pommel. The blade engraved in intricate swirling patterns. It felt too pretty to use as a tool or a weapon. I wondered what she meant by knowing it's worth though I imagined not too many people had the skill to forge something like this.

“Captain Willow will suffice.” She smiled and mounted her horse and took off. I mounted the horse and tucked the sword in my boot and road onward towards the woods. The trees helped keep me shaded as the sun rose high overhead. I ended up taking off the leather jacket wondering how the hell a man wearing metal armor could do it.

A few hours later I found the place where I had fought the goblins. It would have been quicker if I knew the woods in this area better. I dismounted the horse. Slid on the leather vest and my quiver and tied the horse to a tree a distance of the road in the opposite direction. I found the spot in the woods behind the hill. The bodies were gone and had been dragged to some cart tracks. There were two sets of tracks. One was deeper. No doubt from the weight of the bodies. I followed them to a path in the woods until I found a trail. There was more traffic here. The trail had been used a lot by wagons it looked like. I could see a clearing up ahead and got closer while keeping to the woods for cover. A small run-down house sat in the clearing. The grass around was overgrown. Vines had taken hold and ran up the sides. It looked completely abandoned but that was the point I guess. Something caught my noise. Burnt flesh. I saw a dug up hole by the house. The soil beside it was still freshly dug up as it was clumped with grass and roots. From the reeking smell that caught my nose, I would guess they had burned the bodies. Slightly more human then leaving them to rot or let animals eat them I suppose.

Just as I wondered if anyone was in the house the door opened and out came one of the bastards. I ducked down quickly as I watched him walk to the edge of the porch as I drew an arrow and nooked it. I had hoped they might be off pillaging and looting some other people but I guess I wasn't so lucky. It could be just him or could be an ass load of them inside. The tracks I saw said there were three or four left. He walked over and pulled out his dick, not much longer than my finger, and began to piss. And piss, and piss. I guess they had been helping themselves to the mead. I debated taking him out now or sneaking around to get a better view inside.