Send Broden & Lethila

Having faith in her protector Broden set out with ten of his fiercest Orcs along with Lethila and fifty Elven archers.

It was near midnight and the humans had yet to be spotted. Broden made his rounds through the fort's defenses. They had arrived hours earlier but the defenses had already been optimized to protect against a direct attack from the humans. between the high walls, skilled archers, and catapults no direct confrontation would succeed without massive casualties on the human's side.

As he made his way through the barracks the elegantly decorated tent of the Queen's daughter Lethila caught his eye, candles still burned bright inside though she should be resting for the battle. Curiously the two guards that should be stationed outside her tent were nowhere to be seen. Concerned, Broden approached her tent.

He pulled the curtain aside and cautiously entered the tent. He found the princess was not in a state of distress but one of ecstasy. She was bare and laying across her satin red bedding, sandwiched between the nude bodies of her two guardsmen. Their bodies grinded against one another as one penetrated her she embraced the other in a passionate kiss, his shaft firmly held in her hand. A guardsman's mouth suckled on her breast and she moaned at the touch of his tongue. Broden who had never seen such a sight watched as their pace quickened. Lethila rolled over and straddled her guardsmen when she finally looked up and noticed Broden.

For an Orc that had seen the worst of combat the next few seconds baffled him. Lethila shrieked before quickly covering herself with her sheets and ordering her guards out of the tent. The two did as commanded running out into the cold air of night completely nude.

"My lady I apologize, I was only checking to see if you were well." the Orc said, his eyes couldn't help but be drawn to her cleavage.

" Broden it's fine, you simply startled me."

" Is this intimacy normal for your kind?" He asked her.

"Well...not exactly." She stood up and walked toward him. "Its simply that Elf males are rather gentle in the art of making love and I prefer something more...raw." she caressed Broden's chest with one hand while she held her wrapped sheet with he other.

A hesitant Broden who was still unfamiliar with Elf customs found her chest touching odd. "My lady you should really rest for the coming battle."

"Well with my guards gone I find my craving have not been satisfied. I cannot be expected to sleep soundly in the state I am in now." She let the her sheet drop to the floor and pressed herself against the Orc. Her sizable bust pressed against him, the softness of her skin appealed to Broden and her resemblance to her mother only further conflicted him.