The High Regent himself

As they passed through the castle, guided by a lone guard, armoured with chainmail and smartly keeping his hand on the hilt of his sword, Redmond had to admit that Riolta at least had managed to arouse quite a lot of attention.

The servants greeting them by their carriage had become very flustered when Riolta had stepped out of the vehicle, her miniscule skirt having hiked its way upwards whilst she had been seated during the short journey through the city, and so her hairless pussy was exposed to them. Riolta had done nothing to correct it, pretending not to notice the way in which the four male servants stared lustfully at her crotch, but seemed instead to have chosen to let the garment slide down again with the help of the laws of physics, which seemed less than eager to comply.

The servants’ awkward situation as they led the party across the courtyard to the main entrance was not made better by the fact that it was somewhat windy that evening, something which caused the thin, bunched-up body of fabric to flap against Riolta’s curvy hips.

The two guards had stared at the approaching woman with their eyes bulging out, and something else starting to bulge at the front of their pants, their gazes wandering back and forth over Riolta’s body as though neither of them could decide which part of it to be mesmerized the most by.

Here, the servants had scurried away, torn between keeping their eyes peeled straight ahead and glancing back at the black-haired figure of voluptuous beauty.

Another guard was called on, and it was he that was now walking in front of Redmond and Riolta, with Harold and Hudds behind her. The shorter man was staring quite lividly at Riolta’s exposed buttocks, and even his tallish comrade had little choice but to put his sulkiness aside and become transfixed by the manner in which the two well-rounded, firm and delicious buttocks jiggled with each step she took.

It was inside the castle proper that the real fun began, Redmond found out, for here they were exposed to passing nobles, though there were much fewer of them around on a non-festive evening such as this that there would have been during daytime, and even more had been here to gawk at Riolta’s appearance had there been a ball planned this evening.

But still, the lords and ladies present were all following Riolta’s progress through the castle with their full attention.

Redmond found that the observing nobles could be fixed into two camps; those who stared at her with their eyes gleaming with lust, and those who huffed with disgust as Riolta went past them. From experience of the way in which the nobility operated, Redmond knew that the latter group could be divided into two smaller groups; those who looked disgusted to hide the fact that they were lusting for her, and that pitiful minority that felt genuinely sickened by her sluttish appearance.

Riolta however, Redmond noticed, showed as little sign of noticing the nobles’ stares as those of the servants and guards earlier, striding forward confidently at his side, her skirt still refusing to fall down and offer her bald, puffy cunt-lips some degree of cover, the flimsy garment being hiked up into a band around her hips each time that she lifted one of her legs to take another long, straightforward step.

The ascent up two flights of stairs proved even more challenging to Hudds and Harold, since they now could see Riolta’s ass from below, the fit bow-woman tackling the steps in a manner which kept her legs separated wide enough that they were given a constant view from behind of her pussy.

Both of them could swear that there was a certain moistness that could be seen on her labia, and that didn’t make things easier for them, both of them soon starting to find the fronts of their trousers extremely cramped.

It was thereby in quite an extraordinary fashion that the group arrived outside the High Regent’s chambers; Redmond smiling at the absurdity of their entire entrance, Riolta having her pussy exposed as if to crown the slutishness of her obscene outfit, and the two guardsmen sporting raging erections while their eyes were fixed staring downwards at her ass.

From an office located next to the impressive pair of doors that led to the Regent’s private office, a smallish man with a thin, almost delicate frame suddenly appeared.

“Redmond,” the man said, before glancing at Riolta and raising an eyebrow, “and I see you’ve brought your concubine.”

Riolta made a mental note that she was going to make the small man’s life a hell, where she ever given the opportunity.

“She’s with the watch,” Redmond replied, “I picked her.”

That was in no way a necessary nor a tactical admission for Redmond to make, Riolta thought, the smartest thing he could have done was to imply to the rat-like little man that Riolta had been **** upon by some snout-faced superior. It was ballsy, though, and Riolta had to admit that she liked that.

“You?” The small man smiled thinly, “as what? Bait?”

“Charming.” Redmond replied, with a hint of malice present in his voice, enough of it to make the mousy man lose the thin smile. “Now let us in to see the High Regent. He’s expecting us, Harlan.”

“And a bit of a knight in shining armour as well?” Riolta thought as she glanced at Redmond, the older man having nipped the small man’s insults. Hardly necessary, she thought, but quite sweet.

“Is he now?” Harlan responded, regaining some of his arrogant pluck, “I do believe that he’s somewhat preoccupied at the moment. Wait here, and tell her to adjust her skirt.”

“Oh, would you look at that?” Riolta said as she looked down at her exposed slit, at which Harlan had discretely pointed his finger, “it must have blown up there by the wind.”

And with that, Riolta finally pulled down her skirt, but not without offering Harlan a wolfish grin, her eyes glaring with a rougher edge than the one Redmond had brandished with his voice.

A few minutes went by with Harlan inside the High Regent’s office, and the four waiting outside, until the smallish advisor came back out again.

“The High Regent will see you now.” Harlan said, looking rather flustered.

The four proceeded in through the doors, and found themselves standing inside a large office.

At the other end of it, behind a desk placed by a set of large windows which offered an excellent view of the city outside, sat the High Regent, Hugo Dacca, himself.

“Ah, Redmond.” Dacca said, offering the sub-captain a weak smile. From the familiarity with which he greeted the sub-captain, it was clear to Riolta that the two were far from complete strangers. Whatever Redmond implied earlier, he had a working relation with the High Regent.

“Your Highness.” Redmond replied, with a snappy nod.

“And you must be Riolta Snow.” Dacca said to Riolta.

“I am.” Riolta replied, “Your Highness.”

Of course the High Regent knew who she was. He had probably had her followed ever since she first arrived in Tharros. No self-respecting ruler would let a well-known master of a ranged weapon walk around in his capital without having his agents keep check on her.

For all Riolta knew, there was a good chance that some of the men and women with which she had been intimate over the last few days, and they were quite a few, had been working for Dacca.

“Good to have you here.” Hugo said, giving her whorish shape a discretely appreciative glance.

“Redmond,” Hugo went on, “it’s getting quite late. I’ve arranged a few rooms for you to use as your quarters and base of investigations. My assistants have made up lists with the whereabouts and addresses of those involved persons not living here at the castle. I suggest you get a good night’s sleep and then begin your work tomorrow.”

“Yes, your Highness.” Redmond replied, saluting the man before starting to turn around.

“Oh, and Redmond?” Hugo added.

“Yes, your Highness?” Redmond repeated.

“Riolta will stay here for now.”

A faint smile spread over Redmond’s lips at that, before he nodded his head and said on final “Yes, your Highness,” and disappeared out the doors, followed by Hudds and Harold.

Waiting in silence till the doors were closed and he and Riolta was alone, Hugo then picked up a small bell which stood on his desk, and rang it.

Expecting the main pair or one of the side doors to open, Riolta was quite surprised when the door to a discrete cupboard, built into the wall and of the same shade of colour as the walls, was pushed open, and a naked woman came walking out of it.
“I thought they’d never leave!” The woman stated spiritedly, and added “Now where were we? I do believe that I was sucking your cock when that rat Harlan came barging in.”

As of yet, the woman hadn’t spotted Riolta.

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