In Service of the Queen Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

In Service of the Queen Ch. 04

... if I'd known I had a chance with a druidess," came a distantly familiar voice from behind Cordelia.

Cordelia straightened up and spun around, saluting the woman now standing in front of her and wearing the dress blues of the Air Self-Defense Force. "Ma'am," said Cordelia.

"Relax, specialist," said the woman. "It's a festival. Be festive."

"Yes, ma'am."

"How'd it go with your French girl?" the woman mused, turning her gaze from Cordelia to Adelaide, and then looking this way and that over the crowd. "Your threesome? I don't see her around anywhere. Or did I miss her?"

"She's fine," answered Adelaide. "We're good friends, actually. We play football together."

"Hmph. Well, if you ever get tired of waiting around for your... friend. Look me up some time. You know where to find me." The woman in uniform turned and swaggered off.

Adelaide watched her go and then turned to Cordelia. "That was some serious alpha girl shit," she mumbled, shaking her head. "What the...? Who does that?"

"You held your ground," said Cordelia, reaching out to squeeze her sister's arm. "Is she the one from the café that time?"

Adelaide nodded.

"She's got a bit of a reputation," said Cordelia.

"I can see why."

Cordelia looked off to her right and then back at her sister. "Um, Addie?"

"What? Is she coming back? I don't think I can deal with--"

"I think your fellow druidesses are leaving."

"What?" Adelaide snapped her head around to gaze at Tonje beckoning with a ...

... wave of her arm. "Oh. Gotta go, sis. Love you!"

Adelaide threw a quick peck on Cordelia's cheek and trotted off toward the group of white-robed druidesses.

"Let's do dinner again soon," hollered Cordelia.

"Definitely!"

* * * One block from Empyrea Square, a few hours later

The buildings along the street cast long shadows as the sun hung low in the western sky. The oblong shape of Elysium showed only black now, against the orange-tinged clouds.

"One last official duty, my loyal druidesses," said Priestess Eniola, addressing Adelaide and the others. "And perhaps the most enjoyable of them all."

"Here she comes!" shouted a little girl. "It's the priestess!"

Adelaide watched the colorful flower petals raining down as she followed Eniola and the other druidesses to the large gazebo at the center of the square.

Moving to the middle of the gazebo, surrounded by children, with the littlest ones closest to her, Eniola dropped down to sit cross-legged on the floor, smoothing the fabric of her dress over her knees. "Who wants to hear a story?" she asked.

A murmur rose from the gathered crowd.

"It's a story about the equinox and the coming darkness of winter," said Eniola. "But you mustn't be afraid. For my druidesses will be here to protect us and ensure we all emerge safely into the light of spring."

Eniola opened her arms, gesturing to the ring of white-robed women around the perimeter. As Adelaide and the others knelt, a little girl scrambled over ...