By Bernie

Amy twirled playfully around the tall fields of sweetgrass, the thin plants reaching almost as high as the young girl.  A few yards away, Amy's parents gathered the finest of the sprouts into large baskets they hauled on their backs.  Amy's mother, Heather, smiled as she watched her young daughter frolic playfully through the field.  The sun above them shined majestically, alone in an endless sea of blue.

A slight breeze caressed Amy's face, making the girl sigh as she felt the coolness of the air.  The crops rippled as the breeze grew faster to become a gale.  Soon, the crops whipped madly through the air, the small buds on the tips of every plant lashing against Amy.  The young girl shielded herself with her arms and ran to her mother, who told her daughter to go inside the house.  Heather pulled down her sunhat tightly as the wind began to grow faster, small seeds and other debris began to sail through the air.  Heather narrowed her eyes as loose seeds and husks began to fly.  The woman called out to her husband, telling him to join her inside the house as the wind turned to a massive gust.  It was only moments until Heather turned and saw it, the immense twister cloud.

Heather stood shocked as the forceful tunnel of air penetrated the far edge of her crop field and zoomed towards her, the plants spreading like water before it's mighty winds.  Thoma, her husband, called out to her, his husky voice drowned out by the winds.  The husband was forced to run up and grab his wife's shoulder to convince his wife to run.  Together the couple bounded through the field, huffing as they mustered all the energy they could and focused it into every step.  It was moments before they realized their feet were no longer in the air.  The sudden sensation of weightlessness was realized much quicker.  The only sensation that  followed was the endless, dreadful spinning.

Amy watched from inside the house as her parents got swallowed up by the mighty vortex, their bodies small white dots that spun around and around until finally disappearing.  A tear escaped the little girl's eyes and her fingers touched the glass of the window, as if hoping to feel her parent's warmth one last time before the tornado swept over her house.

***

"This cannot be." the old man whispered in horror.

"What is it master?" inquired a hooded figure beside him.

"I fear something horrible is happening.  The gods are restless.  Their uneasiness is causing upheaval across the land." the old man gasped.

The hooded figure beside him let the hood fall off, revealing a woman with coppery-brown hair.  "Are they responsible for the chaos spreading across the land?"

"Yes Karyn, they are."

Karyn blinked her icy blue eyes, staring forward for a moment, and then turned her lovely face back towards her master.  "Is this why you've trained me?"

"Yes.  Your parents always believed you were destined for something great.  That is why they gave you to me."

"You have taught me well master."

"Oh Karyn, I love you like my daughter.  You deserve most of the applauding, for it is you that has excelled and not I."

"Master please."

"No, it's true.  I am simply a dictator of old lessons.  It is you that has applied them into true skill.  Karyn, I always believed that you would be the one to meet the gods.  Although I admit, I did not see the sudden necessity of the task."

"What do you mean?"

"You must confront the gods now Karyn.  Their restlessness is destroying the planet.  I had hoped one day to send you on a quest to meet the gods, but only as a messenger for their servants.  Now, you must go as both a messenger, and an ambassador."

"Ambassador?" Karyn asked.

"You must plead with them on behalf of all of us, to cease the chaos."

"How can I find the gods?"

The old man stood up, Karyn rushing to his side and helping the frail figure to stand.  She guided him to a nearby bookshelf where dozens of old leather-bound volumes sat.  The old man withdrew one from the shelf and plopped it down on a table, turning it's dusty old pages quickly as he searched for a specific passage.

"Ah." he announced in amazement as he found it.  "It says here that the gods once left beacons should their creations seek to meet them.  It is only by finding and activating such beacons, scattered across the land, will the gods find us worthy of an audience."

"How will I find these beacons?  How many are there?"

"My child, you have many questions, and I limited answers.  I do not know how many beacons there are, but I do know of a way to seek them."  The old man staggered over to a locked cabinet, and unlocked it with a magical incantation and a snap of his bony fingers.  The oak door opened with a creak and inside was a gold medallion with an arrow carved into it.  He eagerly handed it to Karyn, who accepted it with a puzzled look.

"It is said, that when you seek the beacons and you point this in it's direction, the gods will tell you if you are on the right path."

Karyn clutched the gold circle in her hands, wondering over how such a simple looking trinket could help her seek the gods.  "How do I activate the beacons once I find them, master."

"I do not know." he replied.  "There are, I'm afraid, many things that you will have to learn yourself on this quest, things my teachings have not prepared you for."

"I was never afraid of learning new things." Karyn replied as she put the medallion around her neck.  "I will not fail you master."

"I know you won't Karyn.  Good fortune on your journey."

Karyn bowed respectfully and left the meditation chamber to go to her quarters.  She took off her long, flowing robe, exposing her shapely naked body to the cool air of the temple.  Unfettered by the chill that bit her skin, she dressed in a brown leather top that left her tight stomach bare.  A criss-crossing pattern of laces were the only portion of the garment that covered the valley between her large, round breasts.  Over her slender waist she placed a pair of silk panties, snugly covering her ass and crotch.  Over that went a pair of tight, brown leather pants wrapped with a metal belt at her waist.  She then adorned her long legs with knee-high boots, complete with metal knee covers.  She completed her outfit with a dark blue cloak.  Two metal plates, curved to match the contour of her shoulders, served as anchors while she laced the small strips extending from them onto her top.  Finally, she tied a long, sheathed sword around her leg, with bands around her waist and thigh to keep it securely fastened.  Karyn observed herself in the mirror for a moment before slinging a pre-packed satchel of supplies over her shoulders and exiting the temple.

Karyn stared out at the infinite land before her, scanning the long horizon for the direction her journey will take her first.  The auburn warrior looked down at the medallion around her neck, and held it in her palm, wondering how it could guide her.  She looked at the small arrow shaped indentation and wondered if it was a compass of some sort.  She pointed it randomly through the air, expecting some sort of movement or reaction.  For a long time, nothing happened.  Finally, fortune had struck as Karyn jabbed it forward at an angle she chose at random, and it began to hum.  Small tremors began to emit from the medallion, causing Karyn's hand to tremble slightly.  She looked in the direction the arrow was pointing, which led down a dusty path.  Taking it as a sign from the gods, she walked down the dusty way, on the start of her journey.

***

The long path stretched endlessly before Karyn, her footsteps kicking up clouds of dust as she continued to progress despite the enormity of the task.  Already she had been walking for hours, and while the temple she called home was out of sight, no other structures loomed ahead.  Karyn felt no discouragement, and merely continued to trudge ahead, staring down at the guiding medallion as she walked.  Her peaceful train of thought was interrupted by the sounds of horses and a carriage.  She turned around and saw behind her was a two horse drawn coach.  The horses were bucking and naying violently as two men prodded at them with knives, and a third pounced at the driver, brandishing a similar weapon as his comrades.

Karyn's eyes turned stone cold and she quickly dashed to the scene, her feet beating the dust like a drum as she ran.  As she came within several feet of the coach, she screamed out to the attackers, "LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!"

Two of the knife-wielders merely stared at her bewilderingly, amused that she would make such a demand.  Their puzzled looks turned to concern as Karyn pulled out her long, shimmering sword.  The two scruffy robbers, their knives beginning to wobble with fear, looked up at their leader, who sat with his blade pressed firmly against the driver's throat.  He motioned his head towards Karyn.  His accomplices stared back at the sword-wielding beauty with their bodies in fighting stances.  The one on the left lunged first, taking a swipe at Karyn with his short blade.  Karyn dodged to the side and elbowed him swiftly in the cranium, knocking him unconscious.  The second man dove at Karyn with his blade extended just as his comrade had fallen.  Karyn saw him coming and slashed upward with her sword, catching his knife and sending it flying.  The man looked up at his spinning blade, his legs still guiding him forward, right into Karyn's fist.  He went flying back with blood dripping out of his nose, his weapon landing with a soft thud in the grass just as he landed with a louder, dusty crash.

The third robber, his body quivering with fear, dove off the carriage and into the woods to the side, disappearing into the thick foliage.  Karyn rehilted her sword and walked up to the shaken driver.

"Are you alright?" she asked him.

"Yes," the elderly man said.  "Thank you very much my lady."

"No need for such titles.  I am Karyn."

"And I am Thelo.  I am a mere deliveryman.  I have nothing but what is in my carriage, which you may help yourself to."

Karyn smiled back at the old man.  "Thank you but I have no need for material items.  I do have a question though."  Karyn pointed down the dusty path.  "Where does this path take me?"

"If you go straight, you will head to the castle of Delak.  The king of this county leaves there, I am headed that way."

"May I ask for a lift?"

"Certainly.  It would be my pleasure."

***

The sun was setting over the horizon by the time Karyn and Thelo had arrived at the town of Delak, where the castle loomed over it like a guardian.  Karyn jumped off Thelo's carriage and thanked the old man warmly for his favor.

"Wait!" he said, forcing his horses to stop.

Karyn turned back towards the old man.  "There is really nothing special in this town.  What does a traveler like you wish to see here?"

"I...I am not sure...yet." replied Karyn.

"Chances are, you wish to see the king am I not correct?  Or do you wish to see his magic treasure?"

"Possibly." answered Karyn as she palmed her medallion, trying to force it to guide her again.

"If you do, come to the castle in the morning.  The king will not see visitors except in the daytime.  Tell the guards that it is by permission of Thelo that you may proceed."

"I thought you were a mere deliveryman." smirked Karyn.

"I am, but for the king.  Good night fair Karyn.  I hope you can find a room for the night." said the old man as he rode off, waving softly to the auburn haired woman.

Karyn returned his wave and at that instant sensed the vibration of the medallion.  The arrow was pointing towards the castle.  "The alter must be there," she thought.  With a destination for the morning figured out, Karyn walked into the local inn.

The Delak Den was teeming with people, mostly drunken men and the occasional drunken elf.  Karyn walked up to the bar, which doubled as the hotel's front desk.  A fat, bald man polishing a mug noticed her and walked up to the warrior.

"Hello beautiful." he said with a smirk.  Karyn did not give any response to his lewd expression.

"I want a room for the night.  Please." she said.

"I don't know, rooms here are expensive.  And we're booked very heavily." he replied, his smile growing wider.

Karyn scowled at the man and said in calm voice, "If you have a room, I will pay whatever you wish for it."

"Truth is, we don't have a room.  But...you can stay in mine if you wish." he said with a crooked smile.

"Why?  Are you leaving town tonight?" retorted Karyn slyly.

The bartender paused, and then chuckled.  "Nope, I'm staying right here."

A large, burly man suddenly propped himself on the stool to Karyn's right and leaned against the bar, looking intently at Karyn's beautiful face.

"Who are you whore?" he asked in a low, gravely voice.  "I thought I knew all the whores in town."

"I'm not a whore." Karyn corrected the man in a cold tone.  "If you'll excuse me..."

"Oh, that's no way to talk to me now is it?" he interrupted, gripping Karyn's right arm tightly.

"Let go." she demanded, her eyes narrowing in anger.

"Come on whore.  Let's go to the back.  I want to see your breasts..." he said, reaching for the opening of Karyn's cloak.

The air suddenly screamed as Karyn's blade sliced through it.  Everyone in the tavern turned with eyes open and mouths slack with shock.  The large burly man stood still for a moment before his head came off, hitting the floor with a wet thud.  The rest of him crashed down soon after, startling the bar's patrons.  Karyn wiped her bloody blade on his black vest and put it back in its sheath.

"Was he a guest of your hotel?" she asked the bartender calmly.

The bartender stuttered, "Y...yes."

"Then his room is now, vacant?"

A frantic jingling sound filled her ears as the bartender reached under the bar and pulled out a room key, and held it out to her with a quivering arm.  Karyn snatched it quickly, startling the fat man.

"How much do I owe you?"

"Nothing." he replied, pointing warily to the dead man.  "He paid for it already."

"Thank you.  Good night." she said.  Everyone parted as she walked to the upper level where the rooms were, looking at her with both fear and awe.  By the time she had cleared the final step, Karyn could hear everyone had gone back to talking and drinking as if nothing had happened.

***

King Thonan sat dutifully in his throne, holding the gentle hand of his young wife, Queen Lynthia.  He slowly caressed her ivory smooth face, admiring the shimmering gold locks tied above her head.  Her beauty was so intoxicating that he failed to notice the solemn expression on her face.  Even the queen's frowns were enough to bewitch him.  His observation was interrupted by the sound of a servant entering his chamber, walking up to the king and queen.

"Your majesty." the servant said to him as he bowed.  "A woman requests an audience, claiming it is by Thelo's permission that she entered the castle."

"Thelo?  That old fool will let anyone in." the king sighed.  "Very well, let her in."

The servant bowed in acknowledgment and quickly dashed back to the huge double doors of the throne room, disappearing through the portal before closing it behind him.  A few moments later, he returned with an auburn-haired woman in tow.  Her dark blue cloak flowed behind her as she walked, and her composure and stance were cold and professional like the king's finest soldiers.

Karyn bowed down to one knee and lowered her head.  "Your majesty." she greeted.

The king was impressed by her etiquette and ordered her to rise.  Karyn obeyed and began to speak.

"Thank you for granting me this audience.  And you too my queen." she said, bowing slightly to the queen.  "I am a traveler from far away.  I come in the name of a quest."

"What sort of quest?" the king asked, raising one eyebrow in curiosity.

"I do not know if it is wise to spread details yet, but I have been drawn to this castle seeking something of divine origin."

"Get to the purpose of your visit." ordered the king.

"I wish to visit your royal treasure room.  I have heard tales that it contains a fabulous treasure.  It may be the item I seek."

The king jumped out of his seat and snapped, "You come into my court and demand to see my treasure room stranger?!  That is outrageous!"

Karyn lowered her head, "I apologize if you feel that way your majesty.  But I have no intentions of stealing if that is your fear.  I merely wish to..."

"Go now before I have you arrested!"

Karyn paused, and nodded.  "Thank you for your time your highness." she said, bowing respectfully to the king.  She turned her focus on the queen, and bowed dutifully to her.  "Your highness."

The queen smiled back, never having been acknowledged by the king's audience like that.  She was about to speak when the king noticed her lip movement and bellowed out loud, "LEAVE NOW!!!  GUARDS!!!"

Karyn turned around immediately and let the guards escort her out, the large double doors closing behind her with a loud creek.  After the locks had clicked into place, he turned to his queen.

"Lynthia, you are not to speak unless directly spoken to." he whispered fumingly.

"But husband, surely that woman was..."

"That woman was a thief." he interrupted harshly.  "You saw the sword around her leg."

"Carrying a sword does not mean..."

"Leave the decisions to me woman." he snapped, interrupting his wife again.

"Yes your highness." she answered reluctantly.  She stood up and curtsied to her husband.  "Good day."

***

Queen Lynthia dashed into her quarters, slamming the door behind her to fall against it, gasping for breath.  She closed her eyes and could feel her heart pounding inside her chest.  She had never seen a woman quite like Karyn before; beautiful, strong, and audacious, never had anyone dared challenged the king, not even herself.

"Your majesty." a female voice suddenly spoke.  Lynthia opened her eyes and gasped as she saw Karyn standing in her window.  Her body trembled in fear and leaned heavily against the door, her mind demanding her to call upon her guards.  Unfortunately her voice seemed to cower with intense feelings of fear, among other emotions running rampant through the young queen.

"Forgive me your majesty."  said Karyn as she bowed respectfully.  "But your husband was not cooperative, and I need to see the royal treasure room.  I believe you have the artifact I need for my quest.  Let me see it and I will leave you for good."

"I...I cannot grant such a request." stuttered Lynthia.  "If my husband were to ever find out..."

"Your majesty," Karyn interrupted, "I apologize if I'm demanding a lot, but I must insist."

Lynthia sighed, looking down on the ground to avoid Karyn's piercing blue eyes.  "Queen Lynthia?  May I ask you something?"

"Yes." Lynthia muttered, continuing to look down.

"How old are you?"

"What?  You would dare ask me my age?!" Lynthia snapped, looking back up at the warrior.

"I apologize." Karyn said humbly.  "It's just that, you look so young and you do not seem to be terribly familiar in royal practices.  Judging by your fair complexion and lithe figure, you look only a mere 18."

Lynthia blushed as Karyn guessed her age.  "You are correct madam." she replied with a slight smile.

"If I may ask, what brings you into a marriage with the king.  He is almost three times your age."

"That is really none of your business."

"You are right, I apologize."

"Please leave me be.  Never return.  If my husband found out you were here, I would surely be punished."

"Your husband would punish you for merely listening to one of your subject's requests?  What kind of husband is he?  What kind of king is he?"

"He is a decent man.  Truly."

"Are you not married for love?"

"What?  You would ask such a thing?!  I should call the guards on you!"

Karyn stepped closer to the queen, her hips swaying seductively as she walked.  Lynthia found her gazed focused on the rhythmic bouncing of Karyn's large breasts, covered only slightly with strips of brown leather.  "Then do so your majesty.  I committed wrong by coming in here.  You have every right to arrest me."  Karyn knelt down and placed her arms above her head in submission.  "Call your guards." she ordered.

Lynthia's mouth trembled as she tried to utter the words, but she found her lips hesitating to move, as if something inside of her ordered her to not turn the beautiful warrior in.  She looked at Karyn, kneeling down before her.  Her beautiful face was perfectly calm, she was willing to be pay for her trespassing crime and would likely not resist.  To Lynthia, both acts take great courage and honor, something Karyn clearly possessed.  "Please stand up." Lynthia ordered.

The auburn-haired woman obeyed the queen.  With a heavy sigh, Lynthia spoke, "I have a confession to make Karyn.  I am enamored by you."

"Really?" Karyn inquired.  "How so?"

"Is it not obvious?  You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.  Your beauty must surpass all but the goddesses themselves.  I normally do not feel this way about other women, but looking at your strength, your courage.  I was raised with the doctrine that women were not meant to possess such traits.  You were right.  I am not married for love.  For wealth, for security, and the king's wishes."

"He wishes you to have his heir?"

The young queen nodded.  "He wishes to have multiple heirs, out of precaution should they be killed by assassination attempts.  I married him because I was poor, and weak.  I could not refuse his advances.  But then, I saw you.  Karyn, I want to be like you."

Lynthia ran into Karyn and embraced the warrior tightly.  Karyn was initially surprised, but returned the embrace nonetheless.  Lynthia leaned her cheek against Karyn's sternum, her chin brushing against the top of her breasts.  "Oh please Karyn, indulge in my flesh.  I beg of you."

Karyn brushed her hand through Lynthia's shimmering golden locks, smiling at the young queen as she looked up, the need glimmering in her eyes.  Karyn shrugged off her long, blue cloak, letting it fall to the floor.  Karyn then slowly untied the knot that kept the leather garment around her torso together, and slowly the pressure of her newly unleashed breasts pulled the material apart.  Lynthia gasped as she saw Karyn's tits, never having viewed a woman's naked torso before, and never expecting it to be so beautiful.  Karyn moved behind Lynthia and guided her to a full-length mirror.  The auburn warrior undid the single pin in Lynthia's hair, letting her locks flow down to the middle of her back like liquid gold.  Karyn reached around Lynthia's torso and undid the belt around her slender waist, letting her robe-like gown sway itself open.  Lynthia shuddered as Karyn slowly peeled away her clothing, closing her eyes and turning away from the mirror's image of her nude body.

"Don't be ashamed." whispered Karyn into the queen's ear.  "You're beautiful.  Look at yourself."

"I...I've never been comfortable being naked in front of anyone." replied Lynthia through quivering lips.

"You're not in front of anyone.  I'm behind you." Karyn retorted as her hands slowly crawled over Lynthia's smooth flesh.

Lynthia moaned as she felt her gown flow off her lithe form and fall at her feet.  Karyn slowly crawled her finger tips over Lynthia's pale skin, touching her flat stomach, her smooth thighs, her curved shoulders, to finish by cupping her soft breasts.  Karyn's deft touch warmed her flesh with a potent combination of pleasure and pain.  "Please be gentle," Lynthia moaned as she leaned back onto Karyn, "I'm a virgin."

"Be not concerned my queen," Karyn whispered, "I will not harm you."

Karyn gently led the queen to the bed, and laid her down on the soft sheets.  The queen raised her arms slightly, interlocking them over her head while Karyn slowly slid her hands down her body, making the queen shiver with pleasure.  Karyn removed her pants, underwear and boots, leaving her completely naked before climbing onto the queen, staring down at her and caressing her right cheek before kissing her hungrily on the mouth.

Karyn placed her lips on the queen's, the queen moaning as Karyn slid her tongue into the girl's mouth to caress hers.  Lynthia tipped her head back as Karyn licked her neck, moving to her smooth, silky shoulders and further down to her breasts.  Karyn took the queen's right nipple in her fingers and pinched it gently, just enough to elicit a moan from her lover.  Her left nipple slipped between Karyn's lips, the warrior's tongue ravaging the salty knob within her mouth.  The queen began to writhe beneath her, her moans increasing in volume and ferocity.  Lynthia felt an unbelievable sensation of lust, her skin becoming hot as Karyn sucked on her right tit.  Lynthia dug her hands into Karyn's rich, sleek auburn hair while her body continued to undulate with an indescribable lust.  She felt her mound becoming wet with gleaming saliva while her nipple was aflamed with passion.  Karyn slid her free hand down the queen's clenching stomach to her golden mound, running a finger along the lips of her vagina.  A hoarse gasp escaped the queen's lips, having never experienced another person's touch on her womanhood.  Karyn gathered nectar from her dripping labia and brought her moist finger to her mouth, licking it sumptuously before the queen.  Once her finger was clean, her hand returned, this time plunging into the queen's cunt.  Lynthia bit her lip to fight back a scream, Karyn's finger packed tightly into her virgin pussy.  Karyn caressed the insides of her womanhood with a single digit while the rest of her fingers massaged her throbbing snatch.  Karyn covered the queen's gasping mouth with her own, frenching the queen voraciously.  Lynthia's slender hips thrust upward onto Karyn's probing digit, the girl screaming as she orgasmed, shuddering as warm honey flowed out of her pussy.  Lynthia gasped continuously, her small chest pumping desperately like a set of bellows as she experienced her first orgasm.

"Karyn, you make me so...hot." moaned Lynthia before she kissed her lover urgently, her hands squeezing Karyn's naked tits.

Karyn returned Lynthia's embrace with equal passion, her hand sliding down the queen's smooth back.  Lynthia buried her head between Karyn's swaying breasts, licking the creamy valley between them before fastening her lips tightly around Karyn's left nipple.  The blond girl started sucking loudly on the erect knob, adorning her lover's soft breast with gleaming saliva.  Karyn's roving hand slid over Lynthia's ass, moving into her crack to fondle her dripping pussy.  Lynthia groaned softly, gently biting Karyn's nipple, circling around it with her wet tongue.  Karyn rubbed the queen's cunt vigorously, massaging it until the slit became wet with her hot juices.

Karyn let go of Lynthia and leaned backward, spreading her legs apart and placing her arms submissively above her head.

"What, do you wish me to do?" panted Lynthia.

"Surely child," smirked Karyn, "you have never tasted another woman?"

"I...I stated I was a virgin."

Karyn merely smiled and thrust her hips forward, wiggling her hairy crotch towards the queen suggestively.  Lynthia laid between Karyn's thighs, and slowly licked the length of her pussy.  Karyn shuddered, her body trembling with arousal.  Lynthia tried again, only this time spreading Karyn's throbbing labia apart as she licked.  Karyn moaned hoarsely, her tits quaking with her erotic shivers.  The sounds and sight of her lover's arousal encouraged Lynthia to plunge her tongue into Karyn's dark void.  Karyn gasped, thrusting herself onto the queen's wet probe, wrapping her long legs around Lynthia's head, trapping her.  Lynthia stroked Karyn's smooth hips and plunged deeper into Karyn's uterus, the young girl relishing in the taste of her first woman lover.  Karyn's body bucked wildly as she felt her muscles contracting around the probe wriggling in her cunt, her hands gripped the sheets beneath her for support.  The warrior's auburn patch of hair tickled the queen's nose as she stroked the hot walls of Karyn's vagina, the blond girl moaning deeply into her musky hole as rivulets of cream leaked into her mouth.  Every muscle tightening in unison, Karyn orgasmed, splattering warm, sticky cum across the queen's nose and face.

As Karyn's loud gasps subsided into soft shudders, Lynthia crawled on top of her lover, resting her chest on top of Karyn's heaving bosom.  The two beautiful women frenched, Karyn tasting her own orgasm on Lynthia's tongue.  Their tongues entwined lewdly in a forbidden embrace while their lips continuously rubbed against each other.  Lynthia gasped heavily as Karyn broke off, falling to rest on Karyn's curved left shoulder.  Karyn smiled and stroked her lover's sweat-matted hair affectionately.

"May I see your treasure room now my queen?" Karyn whispered into Lynthia's ear.

"Yes, you may." replied Lynthia, her lungs still gasping.  "But wait until nightfall.  I will have to sneak you in."

"That is not for a few hours." replied Karyn before a smile went across her face.  "What do you wish me to do until then?" she asked playfully.

Lynthia got up and moved herself over Karyn so their lips could lock in another passionate kiss.  Afterwards, Lynthia rested her head on Karyn's gorgeous bosom, fondling the auburn warrior's large right tit.  "Indulge me." she replied in a sensual whisper.

***

The moon shined a brilliant white light over the castle as the sky faded from dark blue to black.  The night filled with the sounds of insects and nocturnal birds, while inside the castle the halls were silent, except for a pair of gentle footsteps.

An old but sturdy wooden door swung open with a loud, sudden creak.  The woman who opened it flinched as the noise grinded in her brain, and finished opening the door cautiously.

"Alright Karyn," whispered Lynthia as she gestured down the dark hallway before her.  "Do down this corridor, then turn left once you reach a fork.  A set of stairs will take you down to the treasure room.  From there, there is an escape tunnel my husband built in case of invasion.  Just look under the large black chest and pull apart the bricks beneath.  They lie together with no enforcement."

"Thank you your majesty." replied Karyn in an equally quiet whisper.  Karyn kissed Lynthia on the lips gently before dashing down the dark hall.  Lynthia continued watching, even long after her lover had faded into the darkness.  Her mind was deep in retrospect, and flooded with a strong feeling of longing.

***

The darkness was all consuming and the silence was all encompassing.  Had it not been for the sounds of her own footsteps, Karyn would've sworn she was dead.  Her left hand ran along the side wall, acting as her only guide.  The wall suddenly vanished from her touch, which was when she knew to turn left if she wished to find it again.  She reached out tentatively and breathed a sigh of relief as the cold, unyielding stone greeted her fingertips again.

Karyn continued to walk, now reaching out with her right hand to feel for the door she had anticipated.  Surely enough, her palm suddenly came to rest on a smooth, metal door.  She felt along it's smooth surface until she found the handle, which she turned and found locked.  After unsheathing her sword, she took an experimental swing in the darkness to determine the correct direction of motion.  Gathering all her strength, she brought the sword down in a single, powerful swoop.  She heard the satisfying sound of cut metal followed by a metallic clang on the floor.  She kicked the door with her right foot and heard the portal swing open with a torturous moan.

Inside was a large chamber filled with exotic treasures.  Some of them came from cultures Karyn had only read about, while others she could not even identify.  A series of lamps illuminated the room, which appeared to be powered by magic flames.  While the room contained more treasure than Karyn had ever imagined, the one thing that caught her eye immediately was a series of rings, each ring encompassed by a larger one, carved into the floor.

Karyn looked at the rings carefully.  No other inscriptions were carved on the stone, and in the centre was a small, shallow hole.  Karyn looked at her medallion and saw the hole was exactly the same size.  It was then she noticed there was a very small stone bump in the hole, which matched the position of the indent on the medallion.  Karyn removed her medallion and placed it into the hole, turning it around until the stone fit into the medallion's indent.  A strange hum began to fill Karyn's ears, and she noticed an intense glow that began to seep through the rings on the floor.  The glow grew in intensity, until finally light burst out of each of the rings, filling her eyes with colored light from across the spectrum.  Karyn shielded her eyes with her arms as the light began burning her corneas, and then suddenly, the hum stopped.  Squinting her eyes as they faded back to reality, she looked down at the medallion.  On the back, which faced her, there was now a small blue gem near the edge.  She picked up the medallion for a closer look, and saw it had been seared into the metal.

"It's a sign." she whispered in awe, the jewel sparkled brilliantly even in the dim candle light.  She placed the medallion around her neck and pushed the black chest that Lynthia had mentioned.  Underneath, the floor stones merely sat atop a removable metal plate, which covered an underground tunnel.  Karyn picked up one of the magic lamps and dove into the dark hole.

***

As the last of the guards went inside the castle to await their relievers, Karyn emerged from the shadows and ran down the short path to town.  After arriving at her hotel room, she filled the large porcelain tub in her room with cool water from the hotel well, while a kettle boiled over the stove.  After the tedious task of water gathering was complete, the kettle began to whistle and steam burst from the nozzle.  She took the scalding water and poured it into the tub, letting it warm the bath water.  Once the temperature was to her satisfaction, she began to strip her clothes off in preparation to bathe.  A knock came from her door just as she had removed her last article of clothing.  Cursing in her head, she called out, "Who is it?"

"It is I." a soft female voice replied from the other end.

Karyn recognized the voice, but denied it could be who she thought it was.  Covering her body modestly with a sheet, she opened the door.

"Queen Lynthia?" she asked, her suspicions confirmed.  "What are you doing here?"

"I wish to go with you Karyn." she replied, stepping into the warrior's room.  The princess was carrying a leather travel bag around her back, while a thick blue cloak and hood covered her body.

"No." Karyn replied coldly.  "It is too dangerous and uncertain a quest.  I cannot take responsibility for you."

"Let the responsibility be mine." pleaded Lynthia.  "You were right, I did not marry for love.  The king has two other wives, just as young as me.  He will not miss me, for he has not yet deflowered me."

"Lynthia." sighed Karyn, her patience dwindling.  "I said it is too dangerous.  Please go back to your husband."

"Karyn, I love you more.  I realize that man is not a good man.  It is too late.  I have experienced real love.  I never would have dreamed it would come from another woman."

"Your majesty, if you truly wish to come with me.  You must do so realizing the dangers ahead.  I do not know how long my quest will be, nor where it will take me."  Karyn paused, and saw the queen staring back at her with stern resolve in her dark brown eyes.

With a heavy sigh, the auburn warrior muttered reluctantly, "But if I cannot persuade you otherwise, you may come."

"Thank you Karyn, you shant not regret this." she said warmly, embracing Karyn.

Karyn embraced back, and dropped the sheet that covered her.

"I was about to bathe." she said, unclasping the golden broach on Lynthia's cloak.  "Do you wish to join me?"

Lynthia smiled, and then leaned forward to kiss Karyn gently on the cheek, dropping her luggage and following Karyn eagerly into the bathroom.  Lynthia removed her clothes along the way, leaving them strewn about Karyn's hotel room.  Karyn settled herself in the bathtub, leaning back as she submerged her body in warm, soothing water.  The auburn warrior leaned her head back as Lynthia joined her, the young girl straddling across Karyn's form.  Lynthia pressed her body against Karyn's, their breasts mashed firmly as she nuzzled Karyn's neck and face.  The blond girl moved forward, kissing Karyn softly on the lips, only to grow more passionate and urgent as her tongue grew further entwined with Karyn's.  Karyn grew limp in the queen's embrace, yielding her body to Lynthia's passion.

Karyn's hands moved down, one hooked around Lynthia's slender waist while the other slid to her burning snatch.  Lynthia placed her hands on Karyn's soft breasts, squeezing them tightly.  The blond girl moaned as Karyn massaged her warm slit, her hands clenching and squeezing the ripe melons with relish.  Karyn inserted a finger inside Lynthia's womanhood, fondling the moaning girl's moist cunt.  Lynthia arched her back, groans of bliss escaping her mouth, her hands relentlessly clenching and pinching Karyn's tits.  Lynthia placed her arms over her head and leaned fully against Karyn, thrusting forcefully against her.  Karyn blindly extended her tongue to savor Lynthia's heaving chest, moving to lick her smooth armpits while her finger continued to plunge deeper into the queen's vagina.

Lynthia squeezed her eyes shut as she rolled her pelvis, feeling Karyn's fingers caress the slick, hot walls of her fucktunnel.  Karyn held her lover's torso tightly against hers, writhing in unison with the panting girl as her gasps reached a glorious crescendo.  A loud, blissful wail echoed through the bathroom as Lynthia orgasmed, her mouth gaping open as the pleasure spread from her crotch to flow through her veins.  Her pelvis shuddered continuously as her aching pussy squirted a torrent of juices, dissolving into the warm bath water instantly.  Karyn continued to run her fingers along the blond girl's yielding, pink folds, causing Lynthia to tingle with arousal.

Her quivering tits gleaming with saliva, Lynthia panted heavily and lowered herself so she could wrap her arms around Karyn's neck lovingly.  She allowed Karyn to kiss her lips, while the auburn woman's hands fondled Lynthia's smooth buttocks.  Karyn slid her tongue deep into Lynthia's mouth, soft moans continuing to escape the exhausted girl.

"I love you." Lynthia whispered.

"I love you too." Karyn replied with a warm smile, stroking Lynthia's beautiful face.

THE END