The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Six: The Gamble of the Warrior - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty-Six: The Gamble of the Warrior

... of mist while the emissary stood pale-faced and quaking. “What is going on?” Christy asked, forcing the words out of her mouth as she dragged her feet across the room. She looked at the image, her eyes widening. “Is that...?” “My mother lives,” Kyle told her and pointed at the froze image. “Can you teleport us into this room?” “I can?” she frowned, looking at him. “What is going on, Kyle?” “Rashid is going to kill my mother unless I surrender,” Kyle said, staring into her eyes, unyielding as the mountains. “In exchange, you and the rest of the harem will be unmolested.” “You can't surrender,” Christy declared. “It has to be trick. Your mother is dead.” “They gave proof. I'm going to do it. You are going to take me and bring my mother back.” “I will not.” Christy glared at him. “You would have to be a complete fool to do this. There is no way I'm going to help you throw your life away.” Kyle walked to her, sweeping her up in his arm. “I love you, Christy.” “Sweet talking me is not going to convince me to help you with this stupid plan!” She squirmed, trying to break free of his grasp. “Let's talk with everyone. You can't make this decision without consulting all your wives!” His lips brushed her ear. “Trust me,” he whispered. She stiffened. “I'm going to surrender to Rashid!” Kyle shouted. “You can tell my wives the rest of the conditions Uthman.” “Of course.” “I won't,” Christy whispered. “It's stupid.” “Take me to the oasis,” Kyle whispered. Oasis? Christy frowned, then ...

... remembered where they had entered the Hidden Realm at. “Fine!” she said loudly. “I will submit to your will, husband. Even if I think you are being a moron.” His arms tightened around her. “Thank you.” She transported them, folding space about their bodies. Everything compressed, consumed by the darkness that was all around them. Then they sprang into being in the oasis. It had been scarred by their battle with the Si'lat Unbound, swaths of palms and brush burned down by Fatima's fires and great rents marred the earth from Kyle's sword. “What is going on!” she demanded, pushing away from Kyle. “We're going to rescue my mom,” he grinned. “You can drop us right next to her. I'll deal with Makerah while you grab my mom, then we'll teleport back home. A quick, surgical strike.” “This is crazy,” she gasped. “They could have her wrapped in diamonds, or it could be a trap and they're just waiting for us to appear.” “It'll work, Christy. I know it. We'll catch them by surprise and prove that nowhere is safe for Rashid.” “Then why don't we take the concubines and the rest.” “We can't tip them off. We need to go now before the emissary alerts Rashid. He can't suspect anything. They'll kill her, Christy.” His eyes weakened, tears forming. “I don't know. It's so dangerous.” “She's my mom, Christy. I have to do this! I already failed to save her once!” Christy's heart ached. Kyle's face twisted with self-loathing. “Okay,” she whispered. “Let's go save your mom.” Kyle seized her, she took a ...