Lands of Turmoil
#2 of To the Ends of the Earth
To The Ends of the Earth: Lands of Turmoil
Sen looked over as he Rowan entered the room. "Young master, your father has an urgent mission, we must prepare to depart soon."
"Care for some detail there?" Sen said as stood up and straighten his clothes.
"Yes, of course, forgive me, but you've been selected to be on an envoy to the kingdom of Hollowsden, I will be leading the troop of guards to accompany you on your journey.
"Sir Rowan, might I come?" Albine asked in earnest.
"I regret not young knight, you must stay to train the squires, I know your skill is great, but this is a mission of peace, or at least we hope it is," said Rowan, a grave tone
"Understood, Sir Rowan," Albine said, looking a bit hurt at being shot down, but he was right, they all had their duty to serve to the kingdom.
"Come now prince, we must go to the conference room to see the king," the horse said, walking off.
"I will be there shortly," said the fox as he was stopped by a paw on his shoulder. The husky turned him around and kissed the fox deeply.
"Oh Sen, the fates have torn us apart just when we have met," he said as their paws held each other's. The fox laid his head on the husky's chest and squeezed his paws.
"Love, I hate to leave, but part of being me, ya know?" Sen said letting out a long sigh. The husky led him to the door, and hugged him from behind. They stood there for a long time before Rowan called back. "Curses," he felt something brush across his chest as he reached up to touch it. He smiled as he felt the silver chain of the husky draped across his neck.
"Be back soon," Albine whispered in his ear before giving him a playful slap in the rear towards the horse. Sen just blushed and ran after Rowan. Albine closed his door and sat at the table with the small cake he had made. It sat there untouched, so he put a glass lid over it and sighed to himself. "Well at least we both got our wish," he said before laying on his bed, curling around the outline of the fox that was once there.
Over at the court of the king, arrangements were already prepared. "Son, about time, what on earth were you doing?" said the king as he appeared next to the bay doors leading out to the roads of the kigdom.
'Exlporing the endless depths of my heart...' Sen though before saying, "Just training you know,"
"Ah, good boy, just like his father, training his ass off, you gotta live a little, come, we must prepare you to journey to Hollowsden, our messenger returned alive, so I assume they're not going to kill you on sight," Coru said as he padded about.
"Wait, what?!"
"No time, son. Come, into the carriage, here," he snapped his fingers, and two vixens immediately appeared, disrobed the prince, and redressed him in the blink of an eye. If it were just a second longer, he would have had the time to feel violated. "In your sleeves you will find the tools you need, in the flask in your breast pocket you will find a vial of acid, and a vial of poison should you need to use it, all other tools, well I'm sure you'll figure it out, make me proud son," he said before kicking him in the back into the carriage and slapping the feral horses on their rears, sending them off. And just like that, Sen was rushed off to a neighboring land, with little to no idea of what the hell he was to do.
"What the hell does he want me to do?" Sen said aloud as he finally pulled himself off the cabin floor. He was about to ask the driver to halt till he found the letter on the seat. The royal seal was upon the casing and he knew it was details to his journey. He removed the seal and began to read.
Dearest son,
_ It breaks my heart to see you grow up so fast, but the kingdom is threatened and now it must be your duty to serve in the name of the crown. You are to meet with the court of Hollowsden, persuade them to drop encroaching upon our lands or else show them how ruthless we are under the table. Never forget your training. I know that you can handle this task, and I have made measure to ensure you do._
~With great love from your mother and father
Sen put down the letter and looked at the back, it was a detailed drawing of the castle of Hollowsden, no doubt created by one of his spies in their kingdom. He studied the map and awaited his arrival to the other kingdom. He stared out of the window of the cabin and watched the scenery pass by. He looked to the skies and watched the endless blue skies hang over him. His thoughts soon drifted back to his love, as the color of his eyes looked down upon him as he traveled these roads, he began to daydream of the sweet moments they will spend together once reunited.
Starting up at the same open skies, the husky let out a long sigh. He turned back the squires behind him. "Raise your weapons, and ready to spar, I want to see the heart of the kingdom shine in all of you, now begin!" he said to the young knights in training. They fought long and hard, and where they lacked skill, they made up with strength and courage. He smiled to himself knowing they would make great additions to the army. After a hard day's worth of training, Albine watched the squires return to their quarters or to their homes with their families, he cleaned up the area and made his way to the lake near the riding area. He smiled as the warm winds ruffled his beautiful gray fur and began to strip. He discarded his soiled clothes and armor. He laid down his sword and finally stripped of his cloth britches and stepped into the cool waters.
The clear lake water clung to his fur as it glistened in the sun's light. It was a true sight to behold as the husky rose from submerging himself and tossed his head back out of the waters. He took in a deep breath and sighed as he looked down at his reflection. The muscles gained from years of training showed well as his soaked fur clung to his skin. Each smooth bump of his abs was visible, leading up to his buff chest. Each pectoral was perfectly round as he rubbed the sweat from his fur. His biceps flexed as he cleaned the dirt from his head fur, before slowly caressing his down his chest and across his toned belly. The husky murred softly as he felt his body, his eyes looked to the skies as the sun was on the horizon. The golden orb in the sky made Albine think of his mate, the soft golden glow of the fox's eyes haunted him. His paw slipped lower and rubbed across his sheath as he thought about Sen.
The fox was far away, and he only wished he could be next to him. He missed him even though it had only been a few days. He missed his soft fur, he missed his subtle smell, he missed his warmth, and he missed the way he blushed every time the husky smiled at him. His thoughts soon turned from yearning to passion. All the beautiful things he wanted to experience with his love. He continued to murr as he felt his tip begin to slip out of his sheath, his wandering palm grazing it as it slides over his crotch. The husky began to pant as he felt his stiffening member grow into his closed paw, filling his fingers quickly. He continued to moan as he slowly stroked his swollen length, pre slicking his paw as another cupped his firm orbs.
Images of the fox's lips pressing against his own only fueled his moving paws as they stroked faster, and he soon began panting. The husky could feel the soft touch of the fox wander across his body, the warmth of his fur radiated across the husky's body. He slid his paw back over his belly, rubbing small circles up and down before dropping back to his length that now stood at full attention. He shivered as he squeezed the flesh, beginning to stroke firmly and slowly. Albine let out a long moan as he continue to stroke himself, and gently roll his full orbs as his mind was flooded with images of his mate. Soon the husky felt his knot begin to swell as the black fox danced naked in his head. His other paw abandoned his sac and slid upwards to squeeze his swollen knot. Overwhelmed by pleasure the husky began to sink backwards into the waters. As he floated there in bliss, he squeezed tighter and felt his cock twitch. Rope after rope of his hot seed splashed across his chest and belly, mixing into the waters that swirled around him.
Albine floated there for a while, panting and milking himself as the slow moving waters washed away his mess. He slowly rose from the waters with great effort as it soaked into his fur, making him heavy. With a quick duck under the water, Albine washed off all remaining dirt and sweat from his fur, rising out the small lake, he shook off the water out of his fur like any other canine. His fur fizzled out in all directions making him look puffed out and larger as he padded over to gather some clean clothes he had set aside. It had been a couple of days, and already it seemed like a month since Sen had left. He shook his ears a few more times for stray drops of water till he heard something running up the roads to the side of the gates of the castle. He pulled over a shirt and looked to see Rowan riding on horseback. It was ironic at first that the horse would be riding a horse, but the thought was immediately ignored when he saw that the knight was injured. The husky quickly aided the horse off his steed, and helped him to the gates.
"My god, what happened?" Albine asked.
"Bastard...they found our spies, declaired it as a negation of trust between nations, war is coming, must tell the king," Rowan said franticly.
"Sen, what about Sen?!" the husky shouted.
"They...I..I've failed, he's been captured, and is to be used as leverage against us," Rowan said, his head hung low. At that moment, Albine was filled with sorrow, hate, despair, and overwhelming determination. He called two guards to aid Rowan and to take him to the king, the husky had one thought in his mind that burned with the fury of a thousand suns, he was going to get his mate back.
Elsewhere, in the dungeons of the kingdom of Hollowsden, two beggars caught for stealing wrestled over a meager piece of bread. Above the dungeons, Sen waited quietly in a modest room and looked out the windows at the setting sun. "Well I'm glad I talked them out of putting me in a dungeon, I guess I'll plan my escape tonight," he said to himself, hoping a guard would over hear. He pressed his ear to the door, and checked for sounds of movement, after he heard nothing; he realized it would be easier to escape than previously thought. He checked his clothes and found that all his tools were still there, masterly crafted clothes from the royal tailor concealed all his items from the searches of the guards. He smiled as he took out the vial of acid and dissolved the locking mechanism and slipped into the hallway. He knew that he had one shot to stop the war from rolling over his lands, and that was to kill their king and all the other bastards in his court. He slipped into the dark hallway as the sun finally fell below the horizon, from ambassador to assassin, Sen shook his head and knew what he must do, find the bastard lion and kill him.