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The Needs of the Princess

"Well alright then. I'll tell you what I'm going to do for your family. I'm not going to give you money, we all know Haro likes to use it on booze, but I am going to have Rannik here escort you out of the castle to the market, where he will help you fill your pantry with enough bread, vegetables, fruit, and dried meat to last you a week. In that time, I expect you or your husband to focus on searching around town for work, because this will be the last time I am generous with you. We all know what happened last time." Princess Talba declared from atop her throne. "Is that understood?"

The avian woman bowed and nodded. "Yes, your highness."

"I'm glad to hear it. Go on, go fill your bellies, and keep that drake away from the meadery. Understood?" She was very stern, as she had gotten sick of dealing with Haro and Ariiah, an avian couple who were plagued by constant need for handouts due to the husband's tendency to spend his money at the tavern or other distributor of alcoholic beverages. Ariiah had come to ask for another hand out for her and her husband, and Talba had gotten fed up with their demands.

As commanded, Rannik took her by the hand and gently escorted her out of the castle. The front doors of the throne room led out of the building and into the courtyard, which in turn would take them through the castle walls and into the strip market. That was Arrenthen's pride, a massive marketplace leading from the castle gates cutting straight through the middle of town to Arrenthen Superior Lake. Somewhere, Rannik would be able to find Ariiah some food to last her a week, perhaps a job as well.

Talba rubbed her neck and sighed, adjusting her crown atop her head. "Is that it for today? It's gotta be getting to lunch time and I could definitely take some time to relieve myself. I'm hungry, I'm horny, and I'm sick of seeing all these people begging for handouts." She uncrossed her legs, then crossed them again in the opposite direction. "Is this what my mother deals with? Pathetic people who can't be bothered to work so they beg the royal families? I know life is hard when you're not noble, that's why I try so hard to be generous, but man this is killing me inside." She paused, realizing she was not only talking to herself but being very expressive with her hands.

Vasmeth, the heavyset Royal Guard closest to the throne, lifted his visor to speak. "Perhaps it's best to give them the means to help themselves than to just keep giving money and food. Give a hoss a hay bale, feed him for a weekend. Teach him to make bread, feed him forever. I think that's how it goes, but I can't be certain. Mum told me that when I was but a colt."

"It's good advice, but I don't know what to do with so many of them. I can't just give them all jobs, I can't force people in town to give people jobs, and while there's plenty of wealth to go around, I'm definitely a few years behind on implementing it." She closed her eyes to meditate, pausing for a moment before turning back to Vasmeth. "Are there any others waiting for time with me? Like I said, it's nearly lunch and I could go for some meat." Though she wasn't being clear, she wasn't talking about shaved beef or steaks, she was hungry for a very specific type of meat.

Vasmeth looked at the ledger to see what it said. "Looks like your next meeting is not for another three hours. Some dragon is flying down the strip to see you concerning an update in regards to the summit."

Talba's ears shot up. "Updates? What kind of updates? Is everything going well?"

"If I knew that, you wouldn't need to wait three hours for Haloren's arrival. A messenger bird told us to be prepared for two hours past lunch, so that gives you plenty of time to clean yourself up, maybe get that smell off you."

She shot him a look. "Are you saying I stink? Vasmeth, you know better than to-"

"I'm not saying you stink, your highness, I'm saying you smell. Like the seed of a drake and the sweet scent of estrus mare." He explained, not afraid to tell it like it was.

Her chest feathers deflated and she lowered her head, avoiding eye contact. "You can smell that? Sorry, I didn't realize it was so bad." She uncrossed her legs again, keeping her knees tight together and her thighs closed; the motion did incite her pleasure, as she was still tingling from her time with Dolus, but she knew she had to rein it in and not let it control her.

Vasmeth nodded, smiling. "Yeah, it's pretty strong. I wouldn't call it bad, but stallions are really only tuned to the scent of estrus mare. That's easy to pick out of a crowd, but the drake scent is so strong it almost overpowers your natural aura. A shame, too, because you're particularly-"

"Know your place, Vasmeth." She cut him off, trying her best to sound tough. "I know you're just being honest, but there are some lines you don't cross without an invitation. Trust me, I'm sure I'll need you to talk dirty to me some day, but not today." She winked and stood straight up, brushing her aqua and peach colored dress to straighten it.

"Yes, your highness." He said, winking back. "We'll hold the fort while you're away."

She offered him a subtle nod of approval before slipping out of the throne room, heading down the hallway and passing her chambers. Every step had her internally growling at herself, upset at how she could have been so foolish as to not take the proper precautions when dealing with the scent of Dolus and Nantangitan. She had enjoyed a quick bath, but it seemed it was not enough to wash out the seed that had been left inside her, nor was it enough to cleanse her of the stink of dragon.

Well, not stink. She loved it, even if her nation was at a standstill with the dragon nation of Untheria. Nothing compared to the heat and glory of dragon cum, except perhaps stallion seed. Despite having spent the entire night prior and much of this morning's time jumping from one cock to the next, her loins still ached with desire and she knew she had to deal with that before Haloren arrived, even if that meant masking the scent of dragon seed with the essence of stallion or gryphon.

The stables weren't likely to be busy at this hour, as the lunch period - one hour before and one hour after noon - the stable hands would all be in the mess hall enjoying lunch and some free time on their break, having put the steeds each in their stalls. The arrenthen stables housed ferals of all sorts, any kind that could be ridden including horses, ulokar, feral dragons, direwolves, and gryphons, but that wasn't what she was after, that wasn't who she was seeking.

Prior to Vaulix's departure with Queen Otille and King Aurelia, the royal family had enlisted the help of Furia and Blue Bell to serve as guards for the caravan that was heading to the summit. However, they had recently acquired a new pet dragon by the name of Dik, a laurossin (mostly feral saurossin) who seemed to be fleeing the nation from the south in an attempt to get away from all the fighting. He had come to the castle with Furia and Blue Bell, and Talba had agreed to stable him while his masters were away, only Dik had no intention of parting ways with Furia and Blue Bell.

Within an hour of Dik being stabled, he had broken out of his stall, barreled through the castle, and found his masters in the castle's banquet hall, panicked and upset. The only solution to keeping Dik around was to have Furia stay behind, sacrificing one member of the team that would be guarding the caravan to the summit. This still hadn't worked, as Dik remained ornery unless he was able to see his master at least once an hour. The solution was to have Furia revert back to his quadruped form and give him a stall next to Dik, satisfying both master and pet.

Furia wasn't entirely thrilled by this, as he owned a lovely estate to the southwest, a cavernous home carved into the escarpment near an orchard of apples and pears. Coming to the castle just to keep his pet under control was not his idea of a vacation, but that was the sort of sacrifice he was willing to make to protect his family.

The castle's many servants had done their best to gussy up his stall to be as much like his home as possible, but there was no amount of good intentions that could completely eliminate the smell and feel of a stable. As such, he was consigned to staying with the other ferals while his mate was out protecting the royal family.

Talba slipped into the stables and locked the door behind her, quickly rushing past each stall one by one, not remembering which one was reserved for Furia. After about a dozen horses, gryphons, dragons, and ulokar, her eyes fell upon a thick bodied, slate-gray unicorn stallion with a glorious ebony mane, a bright blue horn that looked like a tooth, and charcoal colored stripes on his haunches. He wore three piercings on his right ear and had a gruff little goatee, all accented by the prettiest blue eyes. It was Furia, the stallion that she had been seeking, laying on his side in a stack of straw.

Upon seeing her standing over him, he immediately recognized who she was and got to his hooves, standing tall with his head held high. "Your highness!" He greeted her, stone-faced.

"At ease, soldier." She said as she leaned over the side of the stall. The door nearby was unlocked and the latch had been removed, that way Furia could come and go without worry of being trapped or locked in; hooves or lips were not ideal for unlocking doors and transforming back to his biped form was far too energy consuming. "I'm not here on official business."

He relaxed parting his legs a bit for better balance. "What brings your highness to my keenly humble abode? Surely it's not the smell." He sniffed at the air, eyes narrowing as he caught a whiff of her estrus scent. "Or is it?"

She waved him off, rolling her eyes. "Please, don't call me 'your highness' if you can avoid it. I told you, I'm not here for official business, not here as your princess, just a mare who is in desperate need of a stallion. Is there any chance you can help me out?"

"I suppose I could, in theory. What's the catch?" He said as his eyes narrowed.

She slid her way down the barricade towards the door, slipping in while glancing around to make sure no stable hands had appeared. "No catch, Furia. I believe you deserve a special thanks for what you've done for your pet, Dik, and Vaulix is out of town so it just makes sense to seek out-"

Furia stepped back, nickering gently in protest. "Princess, I don't dare infringe upon the sanctity of your marriage. I can't imagine insulting the prince in such a way, I wouldn't want to risk the positive relationship I have with the royal family." He continued backing away until his rump pressed against the wood slats of the back wall of his stall.

Talba paused, not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable. "It's not like that, Furia, I promise you. The prince and I have an agreement in regards to, how do I put this, side projects? I don't keep secrets from him, he doesn't keep secrets from me, and we're completely committed to one another emotionally, but we're not monogamous. I'll tell him about you when he returns, and knowing him he'll slip on over to get a taste, too. I assure you, I'm not ruining the sanctity of our marriage, I'm embracing it. Our love runs very deep, but I wouldn't be surprised if he was enjoying a bit of time under Blue Bell's tail, assuming she'd be willing to lift it for the prince." She then leaned in a bit to whisper in his ear. "To be honest, the thought of his massive cock in her tiny pussy turns me on."

With only a grunt, Furia lowered his head and glanced away, fantasizing. "Okay, yeah that would be pretty hot. You really think someone like the prince would be interested in my wife?"

"I have no doubt in my mind that he's at least looking; Blue Bell is gorgeous and sexy, but she's also a warrior and that's a huge turn on for him." Talba assured Furia. She was getting the impression she was whittling down his defenses, so she leaned in close again and cradled his chin, pressing his snout to her chest. "What do you say, stud? Think you've got what it takes to please a princess?" As she spoke to him, a light tendril of physical magic wrapped around her body to undo her dress, loosening it from her shoulders to let it fall the second he pulled away.

Furia hoofed at the ground a bit, his thoughts still caught up on the image of prince Vaulix pressed hips to hips with his pony mare wife, the purple of his cock contrasting the light blue of her vulva to create a work of art in his mind. After a moment of hesitation, he nuzzled into her and raised his head high, releasing the pressure on her dress to let it fall to her talons, exposing her naked form from her neck down to the plump, peach-colored vulva dripping between her thighs. "It would be my honor." He said with pride, horn glowing lightly with a gentle pulse and member growing in its sheath.

Talba stepped out of her garment and leaned into him, the scent of her estrus need billowing up around them, free of the confines of her dress. "I'm very glad to hear that." She reached out, extending her hand towards a nearby bale of hay to remotely summon it, levitating its entire mass over the door to the stall to have it land next to her. "Because I could use a deep, and rough pounding." The princess knelt down next to him, hand slipping under his belly to gently stroke up and down his member.

The stallion flexed his loins to pull his cock up out of her hand, slapping at his belly. Though he had many thoughts swirling through his mind, he was rendered speechless by the sudden and sensual attention that the Princess offered him. As a jovial expression, he tapped his hind hoof on the ground, widening his stance in the process, back arched to press the last of his cock out of its confines.

"There we go, Furia. That's what I came here for." Talba declared, giving his glans a squeeze to milk some precum out the tip, which she caught on the tip of her finger to taste. "Mmmm, yes, delicious. I hope you've got more for me, stud!" She cradled the end of his cock and hoisted it up to her beak, slipping it into her maw as she gulped, the flesh of her gullet squeezing and caressing him.

Though Furia enjoyed oral, and found her gulping motions to be exceedingly arousing, he dared not thrust for he risked getting his flesh caught on beak and teeth. Instead, he tensed up and dug his hooves into the ground, shuddering in delight as his flare expanded deep within her gullet.

Talba offered only a few bobs of her head before slowly pulling off his cock, beak widely agape as she let every bit of his length slide out from she soft warmth of her throat. As his partially engorged tip slipped out with an audible pop and squirt, she gave his member one final lick to tease at his urethral opening, catching at the bead of precum that was slowly getting pushed out. "You're awfully reserved for a stallion." She commented as she patted him on the flanks.

"It's your beak, Princess. Not the biggest fan and I'm quite concerned about getting it snagged. Very sensitive area, I'm sure you understand." Furia explained, still standing tall and firm in place.

"Makes sense, yeah. I assure you I'm very good with my beak, but I can definitely relate to the horror of beak snagging, especially mine. I guess that means that you'd much rather have a different part of me, wouldn't you?" She turned and hiked up her tail, exposing her winking vulva and plump butt to him, both moist and dripping with excitement. The Princess wasted no time cradling his member and guiding it to her, leaning back so that his cock tip popped into her with ease, sliding deep as she rocked into him. "How's that, better?"

He grunted in response, nodding his head and bucking his hips to force himself in deeper. Mares were naturally hot-fleshed to the touch, but Talba was even warmer, as she was part gryphon. He didn't understand the biology behind it, but that didn't stop him from leaning forth, easing in deep and thrusting into her as deep as his shaft would bury itself, his length sliding through her snug walls with ease. The stallion thought about making a sly comment, to talk dirty or to assure her that she was as glorious to the touch as he'd hoped, but all he could muster was an equine snort followed by a grunt.

Talba could sense his desires, his needs, and his reluctance to speak, so she spoke for him. "Yes I know, Furia. You don't need to tell me how much you needed this." She cooed at him, swaying her hips and pushing back against his length. The Princess grabbed at both of his front legs and pushed, grunting as she hilted him, her rump cheeks pressed up against his sheath.

Once again, Furia grunted as he felt the constricting walls of her pussy swallow him up, only this time he could feel the distinct tightness of her cervix passing over his glans with a lurch, cock tip poking into her womb and flare quickly expanding in her depths. The intensity of the pressure and the warmth was almost bringing him to climax already - as stallions were not known for their stamina - but he was saved as the princess relaxed her loins and pulled off him.

She felt a familiar tug as his inflated flare tugged on her cervix, eventually popping out and plowing through her depths to emerge with a squirt of arousal all over the hay below them. The intense tugging left her plump and tender, slightly agape until she winked her clit and stood up next to him, lips dripping with her fluids. Behind her, Furia's fully erect cock bobbed and swayed beneath him, fully flared and drooling a strand of precum down into the same mess she'd left in her wake. "Well, that's a wonderful start, I love what you're packing, Furia." She complimented as she slipped her hand between her legs, rubbing her palm into her loins to soak herself.

Furia hoofed at the ground and snorted at her, bobbing his head to nuzzle at her shoulder. While he was very well composed in his daily life and was an excellent soldier, the scent of mare and hen swirling around him combined with the intense heat of her flesh was reverting him into a more feral state of mind. Against his better judgment, he raised his lip to sniff the air, relishing the pleasantries of her aroma right up until she turned around and rubbed her hand over his snout, smearing him with her fluid arousal, grinding it in before stepping back to lay on the hay bale. The scent was so strong, Furia found himself going a little fuzzy, his vision blurring and his other senses all growing hypersensitive.

"What's the matter, stud?" Talba teased as she spun and flopped back onto the bale of hay, knees up and thighs parted, talons digging into the hay itself. Her pose perfectly exposed herself, from her luscious lips to her gape-grinning beak. "I don't suppose you can go ahead and have your fun with me, can you? I mean, I've got many rounds in me." She slipped a hand over her belly and lightly teased at her clit, cooing and whimpering with every touch.

Furia snorted again, lowering his head and smiling as his cock gently slapped to his belly, soaking the hair there as tendrils of precum drooped down from his torso and formed bridges to his cock tip. He saw the Princess, he smelled the estrus mare in her, and he could practically taste her excitement, a blend of senses that drove his desire to taste more. After peeling his lip back in a grin, he leaned into her and buried his muzzle between her thighs, rubbing his snout against her sex while his lips kissed and plucked at hers, his tongue slipping up through her slit to get a taste before finishing at her engorged button. When she winked her clit, he grabbed at her with his lips and gave a gentle tug, followed by another deep lick as his thick, rough tongue explored her depths to collect her juices.

Talba grabbed his ears to hold him there, throwing her head back to press tightly to the stall wall as she widened her stance and pushed her groin up to grind into him, eager to feel more. "F-Furia, this is n-nice and all, but I was really hoping you'd focus a bit more on filling me with a different part of you." Even as she suggested he change things up, she was still gyrating her hips against him, walls clenching around his tongue with enough force to nearly push him out.

The stallion took the hint, and though he was very keen on continuing to be courteous to Talba by offering his tongue, he was happy to bury himself in her if that was truly what she desired. Though his mind was racing as his heart pumped and his adrenaline surged, he remained silent aside from a few grunts and snorts. He lowered his head and hopped up onto the bale of hay, mounting it with her on it as his cock tensed and slapped against his belly, spewing his precum all over her from thighs to belly and everything in between. Furia gently relaxed, letting his length dip closer to her lips, but he quickly found that he didn't need to focus on aim, as the Princess grabbed his shaft and guided him to her sex.

One powerful buck of his hips was all that was needed, as his tip prodded at her vulva before slipping into her violently, plowing through her depths with an audible squelch to rest at the opening to her womb. The heat of her flesh was once again a comforting sensation, making the stallion's eyes roll back in his skull before he mustered up enough dedication to pull back and thrust again. Beneath him, he saw Talba splay out and smile, hips grinding down on his as he slowly pumped in and out of her. The silken velvet of her walls wrapped tight around him as he felt her vulva distend around his girth, each motion accented by a gentle bulge in her belly that moved up and down her abdominal wall.

"There we go, that's more like it. Fill me deep, Furia, Fill me and make me yours, at least for today." She wrapped her hand around his slick shaft as he kept thrusting into her, its length slipping through her palm to slam in and out with a thin film of her arousal soaking his girth right to the sheath. Every bit of flesh on him was soaking wet, well lubricated, and hot with both the residual heat of Talba and the subtle friction that their flesh made rubbing together.

She winked her clit at him, whimpering and trilling as she gyrated her hips and pushed back against his every thrust with all her might. With a grunt and a well timed slam of her hips against his, she forced his cock to once again burst through her cervix to emerge into her womb, engorged flare expanding and plugging her up. The tightness that held him in place was positioned perfectly at the bases of his flare, making Furia grunt and clench his pelvic muscles, pumping his seed deep within her. The fluid warmth of his essence filled her torso, causing her to shudder in delight, grasping at his chest.

Furia's lips peeled back in a grin as he tensed every muscle in his lower body, the throbbing of his pleasure accentuating every ridge, vein, bump, and bit of texture along his member. The girth of his shaft pulsated and his balls clenched upwards as he deposited three full shots of his thick stallion cum into the Princess, his horn gently glowing as his flare inflated one last time.

The two of them paused for a moment, his member still anchored deep within her as its girth slowly retreated, softening as the flare subsided and deflated. He didn't want to pull out of her, for the heat of her flesh and the snugness of her velvet walls were too comforting and cozy to want to leave. The supple nature of her depths was unlike any mare he'd been with before: loose but snug, tender but taut, and well controlled every step of the way. Talba possessed a control over her pelvic muscles just as precise as any mare, with a few extras in there to which he wasn't familiar.

"Blue Bell is a lucky mare." Talba cooed at him, her voice a gentle trill of delight. She gave a squeeze to his cock before pulling him out. "I really hope she gets proper affection while she's out; that is, assuming you're okay with that."

Furia stepped backwards, tugging his cock out to pull her flesh out with it, culminating with a juicy pop followed by the flow of his seed mixed with her silken fluids all over her rump hole as his cock swayed beneath him. The sudden onset of the added musk of his own ejaculate mixed with the release of another blast of her pheromones quickly incited his cock to throb to full mast again, the glistening tip rubbing up against the underside of her tail.

"Oh? Ready for another round already?" She chuckled, reaching down to aim him once again at her flesh. She wanted him to go into her pussy again, using his own lube for sloppy seconds, but he instead bucked at exactly the wrong time, forcing his cock tip into her puffy, glistening rump, burying himself nearly to the sheath in one go. "Hnngph! Wasn't expecting that!" She grunted at him, tentatively touching his chest to slow him down. Her eyes showed distress, twitching and squinting.

"Too much?" He asked. "Not into it?" He went to pull out, fearing he may have made an egregious error with the Princess; he loved the rump, but he had no idea if she was.

Talba shook her head and smiled, reaching down to halt him from pulling out. "No, not that. I'm into it, just need a bit of prep first, is all. Now that you're in, though, I'd love for you to fill me with another load, just like my c-"

"Princess Talba! Are you in here? One of your stable boys said that I could find you here!" A voice called out from down near the entrance to the stables. She recognized the voice, but couldn't immediately place it.

Furia halted in place, not sure what to do next. "Should I call him over?" He whispered.

"No, just let him leave. If it's important, he'll come back." Talba assured him, easing onto Furia's cock again to feel it slipping ever deeper into her tail hole as her pucker throbbed and swelled around him, swallowing every bump and vein.

"But what if-" Furia asked, glancing up to see who it was past the stables near the door. "It's some dragon, a blue and orange one." He pulled back, his cock tugging on her anal ring. "Are you sure you don't want to deal with him? Our nations are at war." Ever the tactician as a captain in the army, Furia was always on top of the situation around him, even when enjoying the tight anal passage of his Princess. He knew that if a dragon was around, it was almost certainly important.

Again, the dragon called out. "If you're here, I'd really like to speak with you."

With a heavy sigh and a grunt, Talba rolled out from under Furia, pulling herself off his length with a juicy squelch before getting to her feet, telekinetically drawing her dress over to her, and hopping into it without cleaning her loins of the silken, creamy mess that Furia had left there and was steadily dribbling down her leg and soaking into her fur. "I'm over here, Jayri! Wait there, I'll come to you" She called out, waving at the dragon from over the stalls next to Furia. Before she left, she leaned over to Furia and whispered in his ear. "Sorry for leaving you hanging; Sometime tomorrow night, you're welcome to demand a favor, we'll finish what we started, okay?"

Furia nodded but kept his muzzle shut, knowing for certain that he didn't wish to question it.

Talba slipped out of the stall, fully dressed but free of her panties as the stallion seed lightly trickled out of her. She clenched her loins to seal herself off, resulting in her walking stiff and proper as she made her way past the stables to Jayri. "Can I help you, sire?" She asked, trying to look nonchalant.

Jayri's frills stood on end as he sniffed the air, narrowing his gaze as Talba drew closer. He could see that her mane and plumage were disheveled, messy and knotted in a distinctly non-graceful manner. "Yeah, I'm sure you can, but if you were busy, I could have waited. It's not that important." He gulped as she took her final steps and was immediately bowled over by the aura of her scent.

"Nonsense, Jayri. You've been an important part of this castle ever since you arrived, and your contributions to Dolus' work have been grand. I always have an ear for what you have to say. Go on, let me know what brings you to me." She requested, smiling as she sidled up next to him and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, pulling him in even closer so that his snout was just above the top of her dress, which acted like a chimney by concentrating the rising scent of her estrus directly into his face.

Though he was a large dragon - slightly bigger than Dolus - Talba was just as tall despite being bipedal. Her height was the only thing keeping her from getting a glance back to see that his member had already begun poking out the end of his sheath, stirring to life thanks to the onslaught of her aroma. "Well, uh, erm, Dolus just sent me down to formally request that you come up to the lab atop the tower. He said it was important, but I got the impression that he just wanted to see you." He tried to wiggle away from Talba, to hide the fact that her scent was awakening his desires, but she held on tight.

"Is that it? Well it's probably because of what we did this morning. Cheeky dragon." She ran her fingers through her mane to straighten it as best she could, trying her best to be nonchalant while also admitting quite bluntly the things she had done in the past day since her parent's departure. "So what is it, he send you down to get a piece of me, too?"

The dragon actually did squirm and duck out from under her arm, backing away into a defensive stance. "What? No! Nothing like that. I don't know why he's asking me to request your presence. I'm just his assistant, your highness."

Talba sighed and glanced back to Furia, who was now doing all he could to comfort Dik in the next stall. She thought about walking away and asking Dolus in person what he wanted, but she came to quickly realize that she had a desire within her that hadn't yet been satisfied. After her vigorous session with the stallion, she was completely content to move on and head to the courtyard to wait for Haloren to arrive, but Furia's second attempt at her loins had triggered another wave of desire that she hadn't yet taken care of. That little poke up her tail end seemed to revert her back to the same position she was in before coming to the stables, and that upset her.

Internally, she chastised herself for letting her body control her so thoroughly, but then she got a glimpse at the thick, striped shaft that was poking out from between Jayri's hind legs. "Why be so shy, Jayri? I can very clearly see that something has your loins aflutter, and I hazard a guess to say it's not the smell of this stable." She pointed to his bulging sheath and cocked her head to the side, not hiding her gaze one bit. "Alright, come on, let's do this."

"Wh-what? What do you mean? What are you talking about?" Jayri stuttered, flustered at the implications. He immediately tried to turn and leave the stables, only to feel powerful hands grabbing at his tail. When he glanced back, he saw his tail maw opening up to bite at Talba, but he was able to yank his hindquarters away in time, saving her from being swallowed.

Talba paused to laugh. "Well that's not something I was expecting." She confessed, patting herself down to make sure she didn't get any saliva from the tail maw on her. By the time she was certain that she was clean, she took in a deep breath and addressed Jayri again. "Look, hun, I don't know what Dolus told you, I don't know what you expect out of me, and I don't know what your plans may have been, but I'm horny, I'm the princess, you're aroused, and you know that if you say no to me you will just regret it later. 'Why did I miss an opportunity to be with her?', you will ask yourself as soon as you leave this stable. So, the decision is yours, stay with me and have a good time, or leave and regret not taking an open invitation when you had a chance."

Jayri leaned back, one paw up to cradle his tail maw as he glanced around, not sure what to say or do. His member was still poking out, drooling a thick, creamy precum over his balls and sheath while his loins throbbed in anticipation; he knew she was right, he knew that if he turned and left he'd regret it immediately, but he wasn't known for being proactive in sexual situations. He knew the next move was his, but he didn't know what to do without making the whole scenario feel awkward since now he knew that there would be expectations of him to make a cunning and seductive move. Instead of potentially make a fool of himself, he simply remained still, not leaving but not initiating anything.

"Alright then, I'll take that as a positive response." Talba said as she leaned in, wrapping her arms around his neck in a big, cuddly hug. When she pulled away, she used some of her magic to once again undo her dress, followed by a gentle shimmy of her shoulders to let it fall down around her ankles. The Princess stood tall, all of her weight on one leg with the other out to the side to expose herself and the seed that ran down her leg. "Like what you see? I'm all yours if you so desire."

The dragon stared, the image of her peach vulva glistening with arousal and seed a wonderful view to fuel his fantasies, but not enough to incite him to action. While his cock grew in his sheath, popping out one ridge at a time, he simply shifted in place so that his leg partially covered himself, hiding his arousal from Talba.

She stared at him, flicking her ear in irritation as she waited for his move. "Really? You're just going to sit there, staring? Come on, I don't want to have to use my magic to hold you down and sit on your cock, I'd rather you use it yourself." By this point, any pretense of shame had been thrown out and she was being as forward as she could. "Fine, if you're not going to bend me over, I'll do it myself. Here's what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna bend over this here stack of hay bales, and I'm gonna lift my tail. Whatever happens to me happens to me, understood?" As promised, she assumed the position bent over the hay bales with her tail up, exposing everything from clit to rump while deliberately looking away.

Though he remained shy, not wanting to risk making a fool of himself, Jayri found that Talba's averted gaze helped him act. He glanced around the stables to make sure no others were in the area before placing his front paw on her rump cheek, giving it a squeeze before slipping his thumb up to the base of her tail, where he gave her a gentle rub. His eyes were constantly darting between her pink flesh and the back of her head, as he waited for her to inevitably turn back to look at him and incite his bashfulness again. Luckily for him, she kept her beak buried in her arms, as if she knew that he needed her to not look at him as he made his move.

What most didn't know about Talba was that she was in fact an empath, able to feel the emotions of others through the subtlety of their behaviours and the energy they emitted. She could tell he was more comfortable while she looked away, so she ensured that her eyes remained as far away from his gaze as possible. This was, of course, somewhat depressing for her given her love for watching her partners enjoying her body, but if that's what he wanted, that's what he'd get, she felt she owed him that for coming onto him so hard.

Talba expected him to prod and eventually mount, but she didn't expect for him to use his front paws on her as much as he did; his claws were quite dexterous, more akin to hands than paws, and he seemed intent on using him. While he could have buried his snout under her tail or explored her depths with his tongue, he instead took a moment to slip a finger into her, gently caress up one side of her slit and down the other, eventually coming to give her clit a gentle squeeze as she winked it at him and soaked his hand past the wrist and down the forearm.

"Glad to see you're finally on board, Jayri. It's always nice when people are as into this as I am." Talba encouraged him, shuffling and spreading her legs while hiking her tail up even higher. "You know you can mount, though, right? Like, there aren't any rules against satisfying yourself as well as me." She began to sway, wagging her hips against his touch while relaxing enough to let her tenderized flesh open on its own; after having been with five others before him since the prior day's mid afternoon, she was quite well used and loose like a brood mare, only her muscles kept her cavernous walls closed.

Jayri shuffled in closer to her, trying his best to be a gentleman drake as he slipped more fingers in her to test her malleability and the lubrication she was secreting. "I-I-I understand that, P-Princess, but you have to know how absurd this seems." He hated the idea of questioning royalty, especially one of the royal family who was so willingly offering herself to him, hence his temporary stutter, but the more he thought about the situation the more he felt the need to point out the oddness of it. "I mean, you're a princess, and I'm just a lab assistant. You don't think it's crazy that you're just going from one person to the next, letting them have their way with you?" He regretted saying it the moment the words left his maw, but he couldn't take them back at this point so he stood by it, fingers still probing her.

She paused a moment, ears up and beak agape as she kept looking away from him. He was right, and she knew it, but she had already justified her actions internally and had no real desire to take that back, so she gave the best excuse she knew. "Estrus will do that to you. I'm both a mare and a hen, both sides of me have cycles, and I presume both of them lined up at the same time that Vaulix left. I know it's slutty of me, I'm a very promiscuous person, but I also know you're not the most sexually active, so I see no harm in sharing your passion in a way that not only satisfies my carnal lust, but also gives you the pleasure you seek. We both win, but only if you mount me."

Jayri agreed that her logic made sense and didn't want to question it further even though he still felt awkward being intimate with her, so he tried his best to put his nature aside to embrace his instincts in a way that would please his Princess. His only concern at this point was the same as before, as he wondered if she could handle his girth. First, he leaned in close and pressed his snout up under her tail, taking in a deep breath of her aromas as his tongue explored her.

"Ugh, why does everyone have to go down on me? I love a tongue, but I'm here for cock. If I wanted tongue, I'd fill my cunt with honey and spread my legs for a hungry ulokar beast." She wasn't angry, but she had no problems being blunt about what she wanted.

Shocked, he pulled out and licked his lips, tasting what little of her loins he'd lapped from her depths. "Okay, your highness, I apologize." He said simply before leaning into her, stepping up onto the bale of hay to stand over top of her, his massive cock at full mast and dripping his precum all over her haunches. The forward-facing spines on the underside of his shaft poked at her rump, teasing at the fur there and messing up the long, silken hair of her tail. The weight of his member pressed down on her, giving her a feel for what he was packing without ever seeing it.

Talba couldn't help but chirp in delight as she commented on it. "Wow, Jayri, I can tell you're a very gifted dragon." She cooed, shaking her rump at him under the weight of his dragon cock. "I'd love it even more if it were in me, you know. Feels very nice on the outside, but it's my pussy that wants it, not my flank." She was persistent, that was for sure.

Jayri laughed and grabbed his shaft, wrapping his fingers around the base of his head and aiming it at her plump pussy lips, rubbing up and down her slit before easing into her. Of course, he felt a little reserved about the whole thing, and had tried his best to remain humble, but her insistence on being filled with dragon cock put him off guard just far enough and just long enough that he let his instincts take over, allowing him to take control of the situation.

As Talba stretched out and arched her spine to ease back onto him, he knew that he was doing something right. The tapered tip of his member parted her lips with ease and the hard-fleshed spines along the underside all teased her clit before popping into her one at a time to massage her most sensitive areas both inside and out. Again, she whimpered and shuddered as his length disappeared into her, one blue or black stripe at a time. "Is that okay?" Jayri asked, very courteous of his partners and aware of the fact that his member was massive, even compared to her.

She still didn't look back even as she nodded, light whimper of a chirp escaping her beak. "Y-yes this is exactly what I want. Don't be afraid to force it, either. Just fuck me and fill me with your seed, if you could. No more words, don't worry about hurting me, just go ahead and do what you must do to fill me. Deal?" She bent her legs and eased back onto him, forcing her lips to swallow every segment of his cock, spines and all, until her plump lips kissed at the top of his knot.

He grunted at her and growled gently as he slowly started to pump his cock in and out of her, relishing every sudden lurch as his spines popped in and out in rising frequency. He grabbed at her hips to hold her in place as he started grinding up against her, rolling his knot lobes against her pussy lips and the inside of her rump cheeks with a series of spinal undulations. The more he felt her flesh on his, the more he wanted of her and the fewer inhibitions he struggled to suppress. After only a few moments of rhythmic movement, he found himself really getting into a groove that matched hers, grinding up as she gyrated down, slamming into her hips as she pushed back, digging his claws in as her muscles tensed against his touch.

The two of them quickly synched into perfect harmony, maximizing the depth and length of his thrusts while gradually loosening her up for his knot by grinding into her at the height of each bucking motion. Then, as he felt a quivering collapse in her muscular contractions, Jayri pushed in as hard as he could, forcing his knot to squeeze and pop into her while pressing his tip up against her loose, gaping cervix. While he may not have been as long as Furia or Nantang, he was definitely thicker, and his thick shaft filled Talba from lips to womb.

His knot expanded just inside her as her vulva struggled to close around the base of it, holding it in place with her hot flesh as he felt his climax quickly build deep within him. The dragon grunted and tried his best to hold back a whimper, but failed as one escaped his lips. His entire lower body shuddered, jerking his knot back and forth inside her, his knees growing weak as he felt that familiar first burst of his violet tinged cum deep inside her.

Talba let out a howling wail of pleasure that faded into a deep-gullet trill, signifying her satisfaction. Her tail pumped as her clit winked, squeezing her lips in to tug on his knot and twitch around him, her orgasmic contractions coursing inward to tug on his spines and milk him for every drop. However, while both were basking in the literal and figurative glow of their climax, the doors behind them swung open to have a feline castle hand walk in on them. Both Talba and Jayri looked back in exasperation and dismay, respectively.

"P-Princess, I am so sorry to interrupt you, but the archers upon the wall have requested that I inform you that Haloren will be arriving within twenty-five minutes, and that you should be ready." The feline paused to look at Talba and Jayri before continuing. "I truly hope this doesn't tie you up for too long, it would be frightfully ill-advised to greet an ambassador while in the throes of passion with another dragon."

Jayri lowered himself as the fur and feathers on his body shrunk, collapsing in on themselves to make him look as small as possible. Being caught was not something he enjoyed, and while he wasn't embarrassed, he did feel exposed, and that pretty much instantly began to shrink his knot lobes, untying them even though he remained deep in the Princess while the feline castle hand was at the stable doors.

Talba glanced back and brushed her dishevelled mane from her face to address the feline, clenching her loins to give Jayri one more squeeze before releasing him. "I don't think that will be a problem. If you could please get me five litres of punch with a lot of sugar in it and my red dress, that would greatly help me out."

"Aye, your highness." The feline said, turning to disappear into the castle the moment he was dismissed.

Still feeling exposed, his erection subsiding, Jayri lowered his head and stepped back, letting his cock slip out of Talba with a lurch and a juicy pop of purple and white cum - a blend of his and Furia's seed - out onto the ground next to the bale of hay. He covered his face and looked away, unable to make eye contact even after the fact.

"You go talk to Dolus, tell him I'll see him tonight. I have to get prepared for an ambassador in the wake of these negotiations and I can't smell like you for it. Well, to be fair you smell quite nice, almost like berries, is it? I can't tell, my sense of smell isn't that strong. Either way, go do whatever you need to, and I will take care of this. Deal?"

Jayri bowed to her as his sheath swallowed his cock, knot first. "Aye, princess. I apologize about all that, I'll be on my way now." It was clear he didn't want to leave so soon, but he had climaxed, he had a direct order, and the gravity of the situation was enough to make him want to get out of there as soon as reasonably possible. He quickly turned and barrelled through the doors connecting the castle and stables, leaving Talba alone.

"Finally." She said to herself, waddling over to a nearby trough to collect a bucket of water that she used to splash on herself in an attempt to get as much of the seed of drake off and out of her. She even cupped some water in her palm and slipped her hand inside herself, using it to rinse her depths out and coax the mess from her womb before her cervix closed up again. Once she was clean, she waited on the hay bale for the feline to return with her dress and fruity punch.

Once she had all she needed, she got dressed in the relatively skimpy outfit - with a skirt that didn't even go down to her knees, all red and crimped - and started chugging the juice as she made her way out of the stables and to the courtyard, where flying guests were to arrive. She needed as much fluid and sugar as she could imbibe, having used almost all of her body's water on natural lubricants and liquid arousal; she had long started feeling the throb of a dehydration headache, but arousal urged her to act foolish by not doing anything about it other than more mating.

Talba made her way to a bench at the end of the landing pad, leaning back with one arm up over the rest and the other cradling the jug of punch, gulping huge quantities of it one beak full at a time as she waited for her guest to arrive. She wasn't sure if maybe the Royal Guard didn't know to meet her in the courtyard or if her demand for alone time was still being upheld despite royal matters being in need of attendance, but she was happy to have the whole courtyard to herself, if only for the few minutes between her time with Jayri and her time with the saurossin ambassador from Untheria.

She had finished the jug of punch by the time the massive shadow of a dragon washed over her, the berth of his wingspan stretching from one wall to the next. She looked up to see a glorious dragon with two shades of blue on his body and a vibrant red crest on his head and neck. He had four wings instead of the usual two, as well as a long, thick tail held out behind him as a rudder. Each of his wings shifted and adjusted as he banked hard to starboard, doing a barrel roll in the air followed by a hook and a sudden descent that brought him down with a hard landing, the blowback from his flapping wings blasting dirt and debris in every direction.

After landing, he folded his wings and stood tall, glancing around to see who witnessed his perfect landing. Talba could sense his desire to be admired, so she stood up and lightly clapped, a sincere smile upon her beak. She then walked up to him, noting that he was as tall at the shoulder as she was in total, a massive beast of a dragon here in her court. The princess knew that she needed to be cautious, as a dragon this size could wreak havoc on her kingdom if he wasn't bringing good news.

When he communicated with her, he didn't speak vocally but instead planted the words in her head, a silent telepathy. "Princess Talba, I presume? I am Haloren, ambassador to the Untherian Emperor, representative of the draconic saurossins of the south. I hope this day finds you well."

Little did he know, but Talba could also communicate via telepathy, but had nobody in the castle to which she could use her skills, so few knew of this ability. When she addressed him, she kept her beak shut and broadcast her words to his mind. "Very well indeed, my day has been quite eventful in the most positive of ways and I must thank you for your pleasantries! So what news do you bring from the summit?"

Haloren seemed taken aback, shocked at Talba's ability to communicate in his preferred style. "You can speak telepathically. Forgive me, Princess, but I did not know you were capable of such things." A smile slowly formed on his face as his eyes lit up and his body stood tall. "This is so very pleasant! It's truly not at all common to find another with whom I can share this! I apologize if I am being easily distracted or exceedingly verbose, but I find that with most others I have to simplify my thoughts and words so their minds can comprehend me, but with you, I can truly be myself! Oh skies above thank you!"

Talba got to her feet and bowed gently, gape grinning at him while keeping her eyes trained upon his face. "You are quite welcome. I keep this part of myself a secret to all except a few very close friends and my husband. Not even my parents know of my abilities in this regard, and I'd quite enjoy keeping it that way. I find the serenity of voiceless words to be quite relaxing, and being able to communicate with Vaulix privately while in the throne room surrounded by dozens of others is nice."

"I concur! However, it doesn't work that way with me. I can broadcast my thoughts and words to those around me, but if they wish to speak back they must do so vocally, which eliminates any chance of having a private conversation in public." He shook off his wings and stepped up to her, standing tall as he looked down at her short red dress, eyes narrowed with curiosity. "I wish to preface this by saying that I mean no offense, but is that drake I smell on you?"

She sighed heavily while lowering her head and shaking it, running her fingers through her mane as she had done many times already. "Indeed it is. I apologize if it's distracting."

He shook his head, lowering his face down to her chest level as he sniffed lightly. "Not a distraction at all, your highness. I find it quite pleasant, if I must confess, and I'm quite curious about your interest in my kind. Furthermore, if your husband is currently at the summit, which lucky dragon was it that was granted access to your chambers?"

"Seems like quite the forthright line of questioning, sire. I like that!" Talba declared. "I wish more were upfront with their curiosities, it would make communication far simpler if we were to eliminate insecurities and just say what we mean without hiding our agendas behind metaphors or unclear words. But, if you must know, the prince and I have an arrangement where I am permitted to seek pleasure in his absence, especially when in season. He is not here, and I am in season, so I seek the pleasure that is needed to keep my body under my own control."

"That sounds like quite the beneficial agreement. I don't suppose that extends to felkin ambassadors, does it?" He stepped past her, wrapping his long body around her form while his tail brushed by her hips. "That is, if I'm not being too forward with you."

Talba followed him with her eyes, smiling up at him and stroking his tail as he slid past and around her. "I can't say for sure, Haloren. I wasn't planning on doing anything lewd with you, but if you've got good news for me, I might be in the mood to celebrate." She took a single step to stand next to him, cradling his chin while her tail raised up under her dress, the warmth from her heat mixing with the moisture there to billow up around her, filling his nostrils with her aromatic scent. "But I must admit, was it just me and my scent, or is there something deeper going on in that mind of yours that made you feel it was a good idea to proposition me?"

Haloren chuckled at her inquiry, his head lowering to press at her chest while his tail swished around to cradle her thighs and tail from behind, pulling her in close. "Well, I don't wish to intrude on your privacy, but I can sense the aura of at least three dragon males emanating from you, as well as the earthy tones of a stallion. That, coupled with the fact that dragons mate in autumn and early winter for a spring clutch, and I must confess my seasonal needs may be matching up with yours. Am I correct?"

She paused and stared at him with her deep, emerald eyes as some physical magic swirled around her to unzip her dress from behind, releasing the latches and hooks of the corset that held the dress on her torso. "You tell me, Haloren. Am I needy enough to be yours? You seem to be an expert on the subtleties of scents, so you should have no problem deciphering my desires." Her dress lifted up rather than fall to the ground, folding itself in midair before landing on the bench next to the empty jug that held her fruity punch. "Though, I feel that the more pertinent question is whether or not you have good news for me."

"Oh? I presume the answer is the same for both, is it? If so, I've definitely got some good news for you." Haloren leaned into her, pressing his shoulder to hers as he brought his front talon up to wrap around her neck, lightly pushing her down onto her back in the grass. "Are you ready?" He asked, raising one of his front feet to get off balance as his blue cock tip slowly emerged from between his hind legs, its length slowly fading into a vibrant red the same color of his horns and frill.

Talba looked up at him, eagerly parting her legs to expose herself to this saurossin, a felkin, as he called himself. "I am, so don't be gentle." She instructed, extending one of her foot talons to gently squeeze his length, cradling him and stroking up and down his member to coax him forth.

Haloren smiled down at her, cock throbbing and inflating as it bobbed between his hind legs, the tip of his member hovering just above her sex. "Are you sure you can handle me, Princess? I'm considerably larger than you, and while I know mares are known to be more accommodating to larger dragon types, I'm just not sure you can-"

"Trust me, Haloren. I'm not new to this, and you said yourself that you smell the scent of three drakes before you, and I can assure you they were each bigger than the last. You're the biggest, but do you really think that someone who has mastered telepathy doesn't have the magic skill to heal oneself? I assure you, there's nothing you can do to me that I cannot recover from, and for that reason I insist you be as rough and aggressive as you like." She sat up and reached forward, wrapping her hand around his length while her talon slid over his knot lobe.

"If you insist, Princess." He said as he squatted down and pushed his talon down onto her chest, holding her in place as he eased his cock tip into her. The felkin did have some difficulty at first, as his member was too blunt and thick to gradually part her lips, but with some grinding and her pushing back, his equine-like head squished and popped into her, forming a distinct bulge in the hippogryph's belly. Haloren pulled up, lifting his front paw off her chest as she propped herself up on her elbows. "Are you okay, is that good?" He asked, wanting to make sure he wasn't harming her.

Talba squinted and grunted at him, staring at the blue flesh of his monolithic cock sticking out of her sex. "Yeah, it's great! Go ahead, the first penetration is really the most challenging for me, my body is used to deep and intense thrusting, but I'm certain you won't get that knot in me." She shifted downward, easing her lips down his shaft to swallow up every ridge, bump, and texture along his girth, gyrating as she forced him deeper. When she felt his knot bulge pressing in against her inner thigh, she flopped onto her back and spread her arms out for balance, grabbing his paw and placing it on her chest. "Go on, pin me down and mate with me like you would another of your kind."

Haloren suddenly seemed hesitant about the whole situation. While he was curious what could have incited a princess to so readily expose herself to him, he was beginning to think that there was more to the situation than she had let on. Still, his arousal was taking over his mind and he was finding that he cared less and less about the ramifications of his action and was instead focusing more and more on his desire to climax. He shrugged off his own doubts and insecurities to pin her to the ground as she requested, holding her in place as he started bucking deep and rough like a stallion drake, his massive cock plunging into her so deep he could see the bulge of his member just under her chest plumage.

The relative tightness of her sex squeezing and stroking him with every thrust was heavenly to him, so much so that he quickly forgot all about his message or the nature of the situation in which he'd found himself. All that mattered to him was depositing his seed in this hen, and he knew that she had encouraged his vigor, so he gave her all he had.

As he leaned into her, he bucked his hips as hard as he thought she could handle, and then just a little bit more. The blunt tip of his member slammed against her depths, a bulge in her abdomen the shape of his glans sliding up and down her torso as she squirted a silken mess down and around his shaft and knot, soaking him. The silken nature of her sex and the twitching of her muscles around him combined with the audible slaps of his knot against her lips brought him stunningly close to orgasm after a brisk yet intense session.

Talba was shocked at how intense his thrusting had become, so much so that it was nearly too much for her to handle. While her other partners were all well endowed and vigorous, none of them compared to the sheer size of Haloren's cock. The felkin had the most girth of any of them, a flare like a horse cock, a knot like a gryphon or dragon, and ridges underneath. Her cervix had closed after being abused by Jayri and Furia, but that only made Haloren's bucks even more intense as every thrust slammed his blunt-tipped cock against the opening to her womb, giving her a deep discomfort that somehow also dissipated into pure pleasure alongside the heat and friction that lined her pussy walls.

She nearly exploded in desire, calling out in orgasmic delight as he relentlessly slammed at her time and again, his girth slipping in and out of her tenderized depths. The pleasure quickly grew too much, and she knew she was on the verge of one of her many orgasms when she felt him start to slow down and pull back from his aggressive, stallion-like mating.

However, as he was about to pull out and maybe hold off for a bit - as he felt that a Princess deserved more than fifteen minutes of intense fun - Talba lifted her legs up and dug her talons into his hips, holding him in place as her entire body contracted around him, squeezing him so tight that he would have been shot out had his paw not been on her chest and her claws weren't digging into his thighs. The added sensations and the snugness of her passage kept him in place as he forced himself to keep thrusting, fighting with her grip with every motion.

The intensity of Haloren's massive cock plowing into Talba made her throw her head back and let out a long, extended screech of delight that echoed throughout the courtyard, her body convulsing and twitching as her most powerful and intense orgasm of the day rocked her body, spewing her ejaculate all over Haloren's belly as her clitoris winked and her depths squelched with the excess of fluid they were secreting. She was done, she had nothing left in her.

At least until Haloren gave in and threw his head back in an intense roar that shook the skies as his flare exploded in her depths to give her a bulge reminiscent of a gravid hen. His hot seed filled her deep, inflating her with his essence until it started seeping around the rim of his cock to burst and sputter out of her, soaking her tail and the ground beneath her.

Haloren lowered his head and halted his roar as he felt his cock start to soften, the contractions of Talba's depths quickly forcing him out in a juicy squelch of their combined fluids alongside the light purple still left in her from Jayri. He collapsed next to her, huffing and heaving his hot breath over her mane, wings idly flapping behind him while his cock slipped back up into himself.

Talba reached out and stroked his chin. "Great way to start our discussion, especially with how pent up you are. My dear, you seem to have an entire season's worth of seed built up inside you, most of which is now in or on me. Tell me, what do you think that would do for our nation's relations?"

He huffed gently and struggled to all fours again, standing over her with a smile. "Well, it's been a very stressful season. With the war and all, mating hasn't been a top priority for our people."

The mention of the war made Talba's eyes burst open, her emerald irises staring into his. "Right! The war! You said you had news, and presumably it was good news given your willingness to have me as you did! Tell me, what was the news?"

"Oh, that? The war is over. Within an hour of the summit beginning, your husband, the prince, had a one on one talk with our emperor, and a permanent cease fire was agreed upon. Next weekend, the treaty will be signed and we can put this whole ordeal behind us!"

In spite of all that good news, one bit of information stood out to Talba, who sighed as she rolled to her feet, not caring about the mess of dragon seed that had soaked her from her groin to her talons. "So you're telling me that, despite the agreement being made, I have to go another week without Vaulix here to help me deal with this heat?" She slowly shook her head, hardly thinking about the end of the war. Instead, she looked up to Haloren and gape-grinned at him, giving him one final declaration before deciding to make the announcement to her people.

"Well, if he's not here to take care of me, I'm going to need to keep some friends and acquaintances close to keep me company. Tell me, would you be interested in staying in Arrenthen until our leaders return? I could really use the companionship."