"What?" Everyone was shocked.
"Are you sure her name is Avre Heartdancer?" Aldred asked.
Bargoosk nodded. "I am sure of it. Why? Do you know her?"
"We have met before." Aldred nodded. "In fact, we have stayed in her inn and bought a bunch of things from her. Bartrem, show me your wings."
A pair of dragons wings shot out from his back. Then he activated his draconic blood, and his skin was replaced by dragon scales.
Bargoosk was impressed by how much power Bartrem exuded just by doing that.
"We bought some pills that let Bartrem have dragon wings, dragon scales, and even dragon muscles."
"Must be very expensive," Bargoosk said. "Bartrem is a special soldier to you, right?"
"I bought it for everyone."
"What?"
Suddenly, the soldiers revealed their wings and scales to the amazement of Bargoosk.
"How much money did you spend? Even a wealthy merchant would not dare to do this."
"I am not a merchant. I am an adventurer."
"Regardless, no one could spend as much money as you. At least, not for the soldiers. This kind of resources are usually spend to nurture geniuses or the son of a lord."
"What are you talking about? All of my friends are genius."
Bartrem and the others smiled when they heard that.
Bargoosk smiled as well, finding out a new aspect of Aldred. He must be a very trustworthy leaders. Without a doubt, the soldiers would sacrifice themselves for him. It could be seen in how they look at him. It was always with admiration, respect, but there was no usual distance of a subordinate to a leader.
He smirked inside. This was a solid group. If anyone was foolish enough to sow discord amongst them, it would be their own destruction.
"Since you already knew Avre Heartdancer, when can we look for her?" Bargoosk asked.
"Stella, can you teleport us back to Golden Dragon City?"
"Sure. My power doesn't seem to be restricted here."
"Welp, should we go then?" Aldred asked.
Stella raised her staff, and then slammed it to the ground. Start particles enveloped them.
…
Thick, dark clouds filled the sky above a castle. Thunder boomed, followed by lightning, then rain.
Avre Heartdancer, leaning onto the glassless window at the top of the highest tower, watched this scene with unrest.
She was captured. Or she she thought. She did not understand why that man brought her here. He was handsome, charming. It brought her guards down, and all of a sudden, she was led here.
At first, the man came to talk business, talk about buying a particular treasure, and searching for one. One conversation led to another.
The wooden door behind her creaked. Avre's heart shook and she turned around.
Lightning flashed, masking the man's figure with darkness for a split second.
He slowly approached Avre. Tall, with fitting clothes that revealed his well-built body. Small, red-ish lips, making women wanted to kiss it so bad. But something about his demeanor seemed dangerous. Not too much, but enough to induce curiosity and desire.
When the man was in front of her, he looked at her eyes. Avre's heart throbbed. She felt like she was being charmed, hypnotized even, but she knew there was no magic spell involved. It was his character.
"Tell me about the true treasure."
"What?" Avre did not heard his voice clearly.
"Tell me how you like it in here."
"Ah, well, I think it's a lovely place. I got fireplace, a couch, a bed, fruits and drinks." She didn't actually meant to compliment the place, but she just did it.
The man let out a small laugh and caressed her hair. "Would you be willing to stay?"
Avre wanted to say 'I am.' But reason convinced her otherwise.
"I haven't got your name yet," Avre asked.
"Dromimvot Chorgathivze."
Avre giggled. "What a long name. But, it's a beautiful one."
"Not as beautiful as you, Heartdancer. Are you given that name because you make people's heart dance?"
"I hope so." Avre smiled.
Dromimvot smiled back and held her arms. His face leaned in, closing his eyes and went in for the kiss.
Avre did the same thing. But just as their lips were about to touch, something jolted inside her mind.
'Don't trust him.'
Rage suddenly welled up inside her heart, and her hand move by itself to slap the man.
Plak!
"Sorry about that. I don't know what came over me." Avre looked apologetic.
"It is fine. Perhaps I am too hasty." The man took a deep breath and sigh. "I shall give you time and space. In the meanwhile, please enjoy yourself."
The man walked away and left the room.
The door closed with a click.
Avre took a deep breath. Her body trembled. Fear was in her eyes.
"That man… he's an Adamantite Rank."
…
"I am sorry, but lady Avre is on a business trip," the inn keeper said.
"Is there any way I can reach her?" Aldred asked.
"She will return in a few days. Lady Avre never go out too long. But, you don't have to wait for her presence if your intention is to buy treasures from us."
"No, I actually needed something directly from her. But it's fine. We will stay here in the meantime."
Aldred paid for all the rooms and gathered at the table before ordering the food.
"So all we do now is wait?" Ivette asked.
"That's the only thing we can do."
Their meals came half an hour later, and they filled their stomach before they retreated to their room.
Aldred grabbed Ivette's slender body and kissed her like there was no tomorrow.
"Aldred," Ivette called as she moaned under his kisses and touch.
His hand moved to her clothes and began to undress her. A few seconds later, she was bare to his eyes with only some garments that thinly covered her breast.
Aldred smiled and kissed her again while he fondled with her left breast.
The others were already asleep because they already had their session with Aldred. Ivette had waited patiently for her turn, and it was worth it.
Ivette let her man have the control over her body. His hands on her breast, his lips on hers, and his breathing. It was so charming. She was so in love with Aldred. He was her everything.
Aldred went down to kiss her neck, her shoulder, and then licked her nipple which made her wriggle.
Breathing heavily, Ivette looked at Aldred with blushed cheeks which made him even more excited. He immediately sucked on her nipple.
"Ahh…. Aldred, I love you."
"I love you too, Ivette."
Ivette smiled and moaned again as his tongue played on her nipple.
Aldred's finger went down and slipped inside her underwear. It was wet down there, so he decided to play around with the lips of the cave.
Ivette's turned warm and she couldn't help but wrapped her arms around his neck.
After a round of foreplay, Aldred roughly yet playfully grabbed her underwear and ripped it.
She immediately felt vulnerable under his gaze. But she embraced it and let Aldred played with her cave even more.
A few minutes later, Aldred executed the deed which made her let out a satisfied moan throughout the session.
After he was done, Ivette kissed him and went to sleep.
This was their daily routine, but they never had enough of it.
Seeing his wives all asleep with a smile on their face, Aldred was satisfied. He was about to sleep as well until a letter slipped under his door.
Aldred frowned, and took the letter. "She was kidnapped?"
