In Service of the Queen Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

In Service of the Queen Ch. 04

... people, my druidesses, and my Mabon Priestess, on this glorious day. This day of the autumnal equinox, the day we bask in what Mother Nature has provided to us, the citizens of Empyrea.

"And it is not for me that I address you today. For I owe a debt of gratitude. I owe a debt to Mother Nature for nurturing our crops. To the Mabon Priestess who fulfills her sacred duty, thus ensuring Mother Nature's bounty. To the druidesses in attendance whose duty it is to watch over the Priestess and guard her virtue. And to you, the people of Empyrea. For I hold all of you close to my heart on this and every other day.

"Remember, citizens of Empyrea, as the days grow shorter and the nights longer. Remember the love we share. Our love for the Priestess. Our love for Mother Nature. And our love for each other. For this love is the tie that will bind us together during the coming winter and allow us to emerge, triumphant, in the spring.

"Enjoy the festivities, citizens!"

A cheer went up from the crowd as dozens of handfuls of flower petals were all sent skyward simultaneously. Adelaide smiled.

The smell of charcoal fires being lit wafted on the air. Women bearing platters of appetizers streamed out from under tents along the street to weave into the crowd. On their heels were women hoisting trays of beer. Four of these women made a beeline for the Mabon Priestess and her entourage.

"Eat, drink, and be merry, my druidesses," said Eniola. "For this day comes but once a ...

... year."

"But do not imbibe too much," said Tonje, stepping forward. "We must not forget our duty to The Priestess."

"Of course, friend," said Eniola, leaning in to kiss Tonje on the cheek. "Thank you. Thank you all for your service today."

* * *

Two hours and several appetizers later

"Addie? Oh my! It is you!"

Adelaide spun around. "Cordelia?"

"Ran into Vivienne at the food tent. She told me you were a druidess this year. I didn't believe it. We never did anything like that back home. How did you...?"

"Just lucky, I guess." Adelaide beamed.

A woman with a platter of grilled whole cob corn on skewers walked up.

"Elote?" she asked, offering some to Eniola and her entourage and then to Cordelia. A woman following with a tray of beer steins did the same. Cordelia picked up a skewer, but waved off the woman with the beer.

"No drinking on duty?" Adelaide looked up and down at Cordelia's crisp pressed Air Self-Defense uniform as she said it.

Cordelia shook her head. "You?"

Adelaide stuck out her hand, alternately dipping her pinky and thumb as she wiggled it. "I may have joined in a couple toasts to the Mabon Priestess. But look at you, sis. I see you've traded in your cadet uniform."

"Specialist, second class," said Cordelia, "but yeah. Thanks for noticing."

"You tell Mom yet? She'll be so proud."

"Of you too," said Cordelia, reaching out to squeeze Adelaide's shoulder. "Look at you. A Mabon Druidess."

"I might have tried a little harder ...