Towards the smoke

“Alright, but consider the distance,” Allura adopted a thoughtful silence that lasted for a few moments, during which Sebastien wished that he wouldn’t find her new expression quite so beguiling, with it having an effect upon that almost made him think that she was more attractive like that than when she was actively projecting her sensuality, “won’t it all be over long before we get there?”

“Perhaps,” Sebastien admitted, having already given that possibility some brief consideration, “though I’m told that these southerners tend to construct their villages so that taking them by **** is a pretty arduous and time-consuming task. Even if you get past the palisades that they have a tendency to erect, supposedly there’s often some sort of common house that’s more or less a miniature fort from which the villagers can continue on defending themselves. A strong point inside the village means the attackers can’t spread out to start the looting, at risk of exposing themselves to a counterattack.”

“Supposedly?”

“I’ve never been this far south, though I’ve served with a few southerners,” Sebastien looked particularly grim as he thought back to his days as a knight fighting for Dahalag.

“I see,” Allura was now out of the coach, silently satisfied at the involuntary jerk with which Sebastien had reacted to her sauntering towards him, even his reaction had been less overt than the groan coming from young William up on the coach box, who was no doubt staring at how the high hemline of her dress meant that a substantial portion of her fantabulous posterior was on full display, “but if the village is already on fire…”

“Worst case, we show up after its been burnt to the ground, though I doubt that that will have happened…”

“Why’s that?” Now it was the turn of the youngster up on the coach box to cut in with a question.

“From what I’ve gathered, the various groups down here tend to fight each other over things like access to land and water, or because they’re bored. They rarely engage in all-out battle where they try to annihilate each other,” Sebastien tried not to raise his voice as he looked up at William, though he did fall victim to the temptation of twisting his face into a slightly vicious smile as he added, “it’s all part of what they do to keep themselves entertained.”

“That sounds absolutely charming,” Allura offered Sebastien an ironic assessment of what he’d just shared with her.

“Yes, well, if we show up after it’s all over, I’m sure that you can come up with some way in which to use the outcome of it to our advantage,” Sebastien’s gaze happened upon the low-cut front of Allura’s dress, and stayed there for quite some time as the former knight fell silent at being faced with the bulging shape of the Enchantress’ huge chest.

“I probably can,” Allura agreed with Sebastien as she thrust her breasts out a little further.

“William,” Allura spoke as she spun around so that suddenly it was the young man’s turn to gawp at her tits while Sebastien’s eyes were aimed at her behind, “we’re heading towards the smoke.”

“Right,” William had struggled hard not to stutter as he responded to Allura’s decision, the young coachman being conscious of the obvious risk that he might present himself as a fool whilst in her intoxicating presence.