on Meretheir

"There is a witch called Meritheir living in the outskirts of the kingdom. She usually keeps a low profile, but the Seer prophetic that a Witch Queen would rise from her tower. And call it fate, but right after she attacked a nunnery and kidnapped dozens of novices. The Church of Light will not stand idle." Her blue eyes were hard with determination. And once more, Shari knew the answer, but asked.

"And what does that have to do with me?"

"... The princess mentioned that you escaped from the Witch. Before you were captured by Orcs." It felt so long since Shari actually had a good fuck. Because of her close relationship to the whimsical princess, most men kept their distance from her. And Layla was... Layla.

"It is true. I will help you with what I can" Shari took the knight's arm, just to make her uncomfortable. The chance to get **** on Meritheir felt like butterflies in her belly.

They entered a large room, where a handful of men and women of advanced age were arguing about the best course of action. But before they could join, Shari held Mira's arm. "Wait. I recognize that man"

"That is Duke Broek. You probably..." Mira began to explain, but Shari cut her short "Yes. He visited Meritheir. I think he is a wizard" Shari said it softly, and the discussion was so heated they didn't notice them entering. "Meritheir was going to sell me... to him"

"We must act now" And as Lady Mira drew her blade, finally people paid attention to the two of them.

"What is going on?"

"What is this?"

"Lady Mira, what are you doing?"

But when Duke Broek saw her draw, he knew his identity was blown. He quickly intoned words of eldritch magic, and the knight screamed in agony and fell limp to the ground. Luckily you had time to cast a single spell while he was distracted by Mira.