Prisoner of the Magus

The female nodded, "As you wish child. My Elune be with you."

Then they turned tail and began to trot back to the massive force on the other hill.

Magus watched, his eyes focused on the force. Then he turned to Andria, "You could have gone with them you know. I would not have stopped you. Though we did not show a union between our races in offspring, the goal was always peace. Together we have done that and you are no longer forced to return with me or return to my bed."

He smirked, "Although you are more than welcome to return to my bed. Being inside of you is like....well it is unlike anything I can describe properly."

He turned his horse and began to move back toward home.
 
Andria watched them ride away. She knew she her choice had been motivated by the higher purpose The Magus spoke about, but knew that in choosing him she would be an outcast to her race, until such a time as a long standing peace was established and she had her part to play in that.

"You could have gone with them you know. I would not have stopped you. Though we did not show a union between our races in offspring, the goal was always peace. Together we have done that and you are no longer forced to return with me or return to my bed."

Her eyes widened in shock at his words. They had no way of knowing if he had successfully bred her yet. They had achieved a peace today, but why would he not want her back in his bed if as he said they were to create a new nation.

"Although you are more than welcome to return to my bed.
Being inside of you is like....well it is unlike anything I can describe properly."


She flushed hotly, his words hitting her as a slap in the face. He had spoken of partnership, or her being a Queen of a new race and now ... now he was treating her like the whore her people believed she was.

She did not dare question him until they were returned to the tower, their horses having been taken away to be tended to.

"I ... don't understand. Did you not want us to unite for peace? This was about creating a new race, not ... "

She had not given her body up lightly and not just to satisfy the appetites of the most feared human her kind knew.
 
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