The Trials of Valeriya: Back in Bonds; Chapter 3/15 - Sex Stories

The Trials of Valeriya: Back in Bonds; Chapter 3/15

WARNING - ADULTS ONLY Please be advised that this is sexually explicit material and is not to be viewed by minors under the age of 18. If you are not of legal age please close this window immediately. All rights reserved. No part of this text may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author. Copyright © 2014 by High Smut All characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly coincidental. highsmut.blogspot.com THE TRIALS OF VALERIYA BACK IN BONDS Chapter 3 Tanacu, Cincu Cincu, a Kingdom named after its vast marshland. It is a peculiar country to say the least. Her native populace, the Cincumen—commonly known as the marsh-folk, or ‘the little people’—dwells in her huge stretch of marshlands, and by the meandering rivers. Their main occupation: fishing and herb trading. But there are your regular taller folk in most towns and trading posts. Mostly Alfelder settlers, coming in long before Cincu’s byzantine inception—and traders and craftsmen, for Cincu is the principal source of super-tasty mud perch, giant crabs, and many rare herbs. They even far outnumber the native Cincumen in most dry settlements she boasts. “Beg your pardon, Majesty,” said Valeriya, remembering to lower her head in deference, “but I was led to believe that I was to execute … not a marquis!” And a Laski one at that! “Ah. I see,” said King Durriken. He was a stubby man in his mid-fifties with curly ...

... salt-and-pepper hair and beard, and a rotund middle-part. “But you don’t need to use the lofty titles here, dear. We’re not at court. Here, I’m just a man with a trident.” The Trident! Valeriya snorted inwardly. …And a crown ! The Golden Trident was an ancient artifact of untold value; now serving as the Cincu monarch's royal scepter. “Young Danior has not been completely honest with you, then—because of his great haste to leave Alfeld no doubt.” He eyed the young Cincuman tersely. “But father, she’s a powerful sorceress,” mumbled Danior in a whining tone. “She can do it!”—now with a bit more force in his voice—“I guarantee it!” Yes, the little weasel had turned out to be one of Durriken’s brats. “And you!” he turned to Valeriya, “You said you’d do it if the cause is just and we pay you well. As you’ve just heard, the cause is just. And we are paying you well.” The princeling’s voice had gained considerable strength now that he had stopped addressing his royal father. “Not well enough to kill a Laski marquis!” Valeriya spat defiantly, “…In his home!” But the rest is true though, she had to admit. Marquis Vlad of Gorczyca was lobbying for the Laski king, King Maxim IX, to take ‘necessary action’ to ‘amalgamate’ The Glorious Laski Empire and the stagnant Cincu, and redistribute Cincu’s lands and settlements afterwards between more capable rulers—preferably Laski ones. He was going to put the motion forward before the king in four weeks’ time, and—if Durriken’s sources are to be ...