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In the Land of Arborea	By : Sweetsong22 Category: +S through Z > Tera Online Views: 6239 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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NOTE: You don't have to be a Tera Online fan to enjoy this story. It reads like an Erotica, so please -- give it a chance.
The following are the links for the youtube video's featuring the main characters. More will be uploaded as the story progresses.
Luceus: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BemZ7y5q7ek
Tristtan: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p52qZYD0JYo&feature=plcp
Brie: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-2iG60xrlU&feature=plcp
In the Land of Arborea
Chapter 1
    Tristtan held on to his lover's powerful thighs for support as his widely spread lips struggled to encompass the tip of the large cock he was servicing. The dusky colored gland possessed a slight musky flavor as his tongue flicked across the head before swirling about the width displaying his knowledge of sucking cock, or at least this particular cock. Tristtan had been the lover of General Luceus Magelus for the past few months of which he'd gotten to know the six foot tall muscular specimen of Castanic male extremely well, at least in terms of bed play. Even now, Luceus displayed his physical prowess, by the fact that he held Tristtan's naked body aloft as he was positioned upside down to give Tristtan clear access to the General's wonderful cock, while Luceus reciprocated. Both men's success rate on the art of giving head lay to varying degrees. While Tristtan could feel his own entire cock head and shaft engulfed to the balls, he could barely get his lips past the thick mushroom-like ridge of his lovers' member. Their difference in size was the main issue rather than Luceus' capacity to deep throat.
          He had no fear of falling, despite the fact that his yellow-blond hair almost swept the clean tiled floor within the General's private quarters. The feel of Luceus holding his thighs within his firm grasp along with the man's intense suction grip upon the High Elf's cock left Tristtan with ever present confidence as to the positive outcome of this endeavor. He imagined they'd make quite a scene if anyone were to walk in on them giving their current positions. However, aside from an early public incident, all their successive fuck sessions had been completely private. Luceus ran Herald's Fort, and no one would dare enter his quarters without knocking first. Not even his second in command, Commander Brie whom Tristtan had only met briefly months ago before she was dispatched to lead a stealth mission into the heart of Dawn territory.
          When Tristtan felt at least three fingers being shoved into his very exposed hole, a low moan escaped him muffled by the throbbing cock between his lips. However, it was all Tristtan needed to promptly empty the contents of his ball sac within his lovers' welcoming mouth. He was quite literally sucked dry before he was plucked from his perch and placed on his feet. His lips left Luceus' dick reluctantly but he knew that there was so much more to come. He tilted his head upward to look his lover in the eyes, there was obvious lust within their golden depths. Aside from a strikingly handsome face with high cheekbones and a firm jaw, a pair of dark horns erupted from a copse of equally dark hair atop the Castanic's head. Although the horns sometimes made this particular race of Arborean's seem extremely fierce and war-like, Tristtan knew first hand that they were also capable of intense sexual pleasure.   His eyes slipped closed when Luceus large hands reached out to pinch and squeeze his pale, pink nipples repeatedly. The man seemed to have a fascination with this particular part of his anatomy and would often fondle him, sometimes even in public. In fact, their first sexual encounter had taken place at a public setting within the general hall of this very fort. It'd been packed to overflowing with soldiers, servers and even diplomatic guests. However, orgies were not unheard of during celebratory nights. Tristtan had not planned to be the main event at that particular orgy, but ever since meeting Luceus, he found that things did not always go as he planned.
          Given Tristtan's noble upbringing within the High Elven city of Allemantheia, he had initially balked at being taken so publicly. However, once he'd melted within Luceus' steamy embrace, he'd allowed himself to be fucked for several hours over within that very crowded hall. Once his senses had returned the very next day, he'd made Luceus promise to never use him so openly ever again. Although Luceus was not one to be dictated to; Tristtan had half expected the General to send him packing. But to his surprise, the Castanic agreed to his terms and now settled for sometimes indiscreet public fondling.
          His eyes flew open as he sighed, somewhat disappointed when Luceus' fingers left his nipples before his lover grabbed him by the hips and pulled him upward to straddle Luceus' narrow waist. Tristtan had barely settled into that position before he felt himself being impaled on the General's dripping, wet cock. An involuntary moan escaped his lips as his moistened hole stretched to encompass the massive tool now splitting his cheeks. His hands splayed around Luceus' muscular back to hold himself steady as the man once again displayed his strength and stamina by fucking him in a standing position. Tristtan was no lightweight by any means, although he was at least half a foot shorter than the general, he still possessed slight muscles within his thin frame that had developed due to his skills as an archer. They were skills that many believed did not matter in his current position as Luceus' lover. Tristtan had heard the rumors and deep down they did concern him. So what if he could hit five targets with a split arrow bow, so long as he continued to spread his legs for General Magelus he would have a place here.
          It was ironic that these thoughts cropped up as he was doing that very thing. But he couldn't help it. Every time he was alone with Luceus and sometimes even in public, he was at a loss of how to counter this almost innate attraction to the man. He only hoped the feeling was mutual for Tristtan feared his heart may already be lost to the powerful General. His thoughts returned to their primal rutting as the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. Tristtan's moans turned into static screams that occurred with every thrust of Luceus thighs. His head fell backwards and his eyes squeezed shut as he felt his cock near bursting once more. He could feel Luceus' hands in his hair as the man held him close while pressing cool lips to his cheek. The rapid bouncing of Tristtan's nude body prevented any real feeling of stillness from occurring within that embrace.
          Suddenly, Tristtan's screams subsided as Luceus went completely still within him. His panting did not slow, nor did the steady rise and fall of his chest as his body glistened with perspiration. His eyes remained closed as he leaned against his lovers' equally damp chest. He soon felt as Luceus began to stride across the room without ever separating their bodies. When they arrived at the large king-sized bed, Tristtan was placed gently on the soft covers before Luceus resumed his ploughing of the High Elf's wonderfully hot ass. He saw the determined look on the darkly tanned Castanic's face and knew that he would not rise from this bed for hours, and when he did so, he would be incredibly sore. This was an inconvenience Tristtan knew he would not mind suffering through at all.
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The following morning...
          Tristtan stretched languidly beneath the covers of the king-sized bed he'd shared with Luceus only the previous night. The welcoming caress of the soft sheets against his nude body left him feeling comforted and oh so very satiated. His lips curved into a sultry grin as his eyes blinked open slowly. When he saw a stern faced female Castanic staring down at him, he sobered almost instantly and shot upright in bed.
          "Commander Brie." Tristtan had immediately recognized the woman, but was surprised to see her. Luceus hadn't mentioned she'd be returning. But then again, Luceus didn't share much information with the High Elf despite the fact that Tristtan was an archer within the General's army.
          "Well, I suppose boys like you do need their beauty sleep." Brie stood with her legs spread wide as she regarded the attractive younger man within her superior's bed.
          It suddenly dawned on Tristtan that he may have overslept. "What time is it?"
          "Well past the acceptable hours that a soldier should awaken." There was a smirk on Brie's lovely face as she tapped a steel heeled boot against the tiles. "I've been told you have some skill with a bow, I'd like to see first hand what you can do."
          Tristtan was about to rise from the bed when he soon noticed that Brie seemed to have no intention of leaving to allow him to get dressed. "I -- uh..." He hesitated, unsure of what to do.
          "Come now, in an army this large I've seen more than my share of naked men. Even fucked a few. You don't have to worry about that by the way, since you're already taken," Brie winked at him.
          Tristtan lowered his gaze as he fought to keep the brilliant red flush from staining his pale cheeks. This was not the first time that he'd awoken within Luceus' bed to find the General already gone. Either he was an early riser, or he'd leave at some point after they fell into bed exhausted by the night's sexual activities.
          "You know the walls aren't that thick within the fort proper. I returned last night and could hear you screaming all the way down the hall. And let's not forget that I was there the first night he took you upon the banquet tables for all to see." Brie shook her head for emphasis. "There are no secrets when it comes to your relationship with the General. Therefore, modesty has no place here." When she realized he still seemed to have no intention of moving from the bed, she threw her hands up in exasperation. "Fine, you win. Meet me in the eastern training barracks in ten minutes." Without another word, she promptly turned and left the bed chamber.
          Tristtan had felt his embarrassment grow with each word the Commander expressed until it was now tinged with the beginnings of anger. How had he let himself fall so low that he was considered the whore of a successful General? His parents, if they were dead would be rolling over in their graves. Since they were alive, he knew he would never live down their disappointment in him. They'd wanted him to be a Vanarch politician but had not suppressed the interest he'd shown in archery. He supposed they'd considered it more of a pastime and never thought for one second he'd want to make a living that way. He supposed it shouldn't matter what they thought, considering the fact that he hadn't seen or spoken to them in months. They didn't even know where he was currently residing. He wouldn't put it past his father especially to come down to the fort and drag him back to Allemantheia if he knew. Tristtan was already twenty-one and the time for them telling him what to do should have been over years ago. He only hoped that his current endeavors would end well, for the last thing he wanted was to hear them say 'told you so.'
          In just under ten minutes, Tristtan entered the training barracks located in the eastern courtyard of the fort. There were several soldiers present upon the dirt practice circles. Some were engaged in hand to hand combat, while others were practicing with dual long-swords. He found Brie perched atop a wooden barrel as she observed the sword play combatants. Tristtan took the opportunity to observe her in this unguarded moment. The sexy Castanic Commander appeared as if she'd just stepped out of a stripper bar. Her brilliant red hair was currently undone and flowed to just past her shoulders. Her horns were a deep chocolate brown color that grew upwards from the side of her head. Tristtan didn't consider her metal armor very practical, in terms of the way it only covered certain parts of her body, half of her torso and one leg. He did realize that she would not have been given her position if she didn't possess some skill. Plus, he suspected that the revealing nature of the Castanic dress code was more of a social preference than anything else. He'd even seen Luceus wear armor that swept from his arms to the side of his waist but left the center of his chest, bare and unprotected. He often wondered if it was perhaps a way of taunting the enemy. To show that they didn't need to wear large or constraining armor in order to do their job and do it well.
          "Do you plan to stand there all day staring, Tristtan?"
          Tristtan managed to control a nervous jerk as Brie's gaze instantly popped onto him. "My apologies." He moved forward, grateful that he was completely covered in a long sleeved brown tunic with matching arm guards and boots. Black trousers were fitted into those boots. He could feel the weight of his Airheart bow on his back as he came to stand beside the Commander.
          Brie gave him a knowing look before she jumped off the barrel and tilted her head towards a sectioned off area of the courtyard that possessed bull's-eye targets for ranged training. "Show me what you can do."
          This was the first time Tristtan had been asked to showcase his skills and he had to wonder at it. Did Luceus perhaps think he wasn't doing enough to earn his keep? Or had the General tired of him? After last night, Tristtan didn't think so. But Luceus could blow hot and cold and sometimes catch Tristtan completely off guard. He finally decided that deep down it didn't matter. He knew he was good, and was grateful to finally get the chance to show that to someone who'd care to know.
          After flexing his muscles in various poses for a full minute. Tristtan retrieved his Airheart before grasping an arrow from a small quiver located near the back of his waist. He took aim, his back completely straight before he fired. The arrow split into five before sailing towards five different targets at once. The thudding of five impacts could be heard simultaneously. The split arrows lay embedded within the red bulls-eye of the target circles.
          "I am truly impressed, you hit all five at once." Brie gazed at the High Elf with newfound respect. "It seems you are more than the sum of your -- lovely parts. Perhaps this helps explain his interest in you."
          "General Magelus has never seen me fight." Tristtan couldn't for the life of him imagine why Brie would jump to this conclusion.
          "That doesn't mean he's unaware of what you're capable of. Many may see you as the whore who sheaths his cock at night, but I suspect there is so much more to you just beneath the surface." Brie noticed instantly when her frank words elicited another blush from the boy. "One thing we'll have to work on is your embarrassment factor."
          Tristtan was grateful that she hadn't got upset with him. High Elf and Castanic culture was like oil and water, they didn't mix. Yet somehow, Tristtan had become embroiled in such a situation. However, he was not the only non-Castanic within this army. "You believe I'm more to him than his whore?"
          "Most definitely. A whore would not sleep in his bed at night more often than not, and a whore would not have been the primary one at his side for the last few months. Your status has definitely elevated to that of lover, perhaps even consort. For Luceus wouldn't give a fuck about a whore two seconds after he'd emptied his seed." Brie crossed her hands across her bountiful chest as a slight frown marred her brow. "I find it surprising that you have not used your proximity to him to gain other benefits in some way. Why is that Tristtan?"
          "Perhaps what you are describing is something a whore would truly do. As you've just abdicated me of that, then you should know why."
          Brie's frown slowly morphed into a grin. "Understood. But, be warned fair Tristtan. You are dealing with a fierce leader. If you lay your heart bare, you could get hurt."
          Tristtan chuckled and shook his head. "Tell me something I don't know."
          Brie returned his grin. "Come on, let's get some breakfast, you've earned it." She slapped him on the back before leading the way from the barrack.
OOO
          Tristtan noticed when Luceus strode into the dining hall, and so did probably everyone else gathered. The man had such a commanding presence that one could not help look at him, not to mention the fact that he was so easy on the eyes. Currently he was wearing a lightweight golden armor breastplate in the shape of a short-waisted vest. Tight, patent leather black pants tucked into knee-high gleaming black boots adorned his lower half. Matching golden armguards and leather gauntlets completed his attire. Tristtan noted when the male Castanic's golden gaze fell upon him, and he felt himself harden almost instantly. His heart clenched when that fine specimen of male flesh began to head in his direction.
          Brie had also noticed Luceus' arrival and quickly came to her feet as he approached. "General, we were just speaking of you." There was a broad smile on her face which revealed even white teeth.
          "Then you wouldn't mind a change of topic," Luceus stated almost in a bored sounding voice. "The Baraka tribune is here, and he's been trying my patience for the past hour or so. Since you are better suited to this political aspect of my command, I give him to you."
          "My guess is that you missed me." Brie winked at Luceus. Although they were close, there had never been anything sexual between them. Luceus had taken his share of whores in the past, both male and female, but never his Commander. Brie knew she'd earned a respect from him that few others had, which was why they worked so well together. "I'll keep him occupied. As I'm sure you will of Tristtan." Brie turned to give the young High Elf a knowing glance before striding away.
          Tristtan felt Luceus grasp his chin ever so gently, almost like a feather touch as he forced him to meet the General's steely gaze. Tristtan was certain that every single eye in the meal hall was now on them.
          "Come." Luceus' hand immediately fell away as he strode from Tristtan's table.
          Tristtan had clearly seen the raging desire in Luceus' golden eyes and was once again grateful that he had not reneged on his word to take him in public. The old Luceus would have had no qualms in ripping his clothes from his body and thrusting his cock into Tristtan for the pleasure of the several dozen eyes that were upon them. There were no snickers or pitiful glances as he stood and followed the General from the hall. He was certain that everyone suspected Luceus was going to fuck his brains out once they were in private but was grateful at least that they'd shown no indication of that knowledge. Once again, his anger over this implied humiliation seemed ready to claw to the surface. Tristtan had never argued with Luceus once in the months since he'd become the man's lover. That's if you didn't count that first night where he'd had to put his foot down and demand to not be taken publicly ever again. He'd thought maybe he'd gone to far at the fearsome glean he'd seen in Luceus' eyes and believed that the general would beat the crap out of him and continue to fuck him as he pleased. But ironically, he'd acquiesced and Tristtan had managed to hold in an obvious sigh of relief.
          Tristtan had his gaze pinned on Luceus' well formed ass and the manner in which those tight pants clung to them. He managed not to drool but did recall several times when he'd clawed at those firm mounds as Luceus rammed his cock into him. It was because of this distraction that he didn't realize at first that they were not headed towards the General's quarters. Instead, they soon arrived at an empty training barrack that was much smaller than the others located on each section of the fort. Aside from a few dirt practice circles, archery bulls-eye and climbing poles, there was a rope harness located next to the brick walls. Tristtan was surprised, he'd thought for certain that Luceus wanted to fuck him, but if he'd brought him here then perhaps the General believed that seeing his skills first hand was something long overdue.
          The weight of his ever present bow slung on his back comforted him as he prepared to do what he had to do. His mother had given him the Airheart and while her aspirations for him had been as lofty as his father's she still loved him unconditionally and he'd experienced that while growing up. She was the only reason he felt any remorse over not having contacted them for so long.
          "Begin." Luceus stood beside Tristtan as they faced three bulls-eyes at least several feet away, all proportioned the same distance from the other. He began to remove his gloves as he watched the boy prepare.
          Tristtan unstrapped his bow and grabbed an arrow from the small quiver. His breath went still as he lined up all three targets, he held for a brief few seconds. As he was preparing to let it fly he suddenly felt Luceus' presence behind him and went even stiller if possible. The man's large right palm was slowly unzipping the tunic of his chest.
          "Did I tell you to stop?"
          The warm breath against Tristtan's neck as Luceus spoke sent tingles down the High Elf's spine. As he prepared to release the arrow, it was at that moment that Luceus pinched one of his nipples through the fabric of the tunic. The arrow snapped free anyways, but landed far from it's target. Instead, it embedded in the dirt ground a few feet away.
          "There will be many distractions on the battlefield, Tristtan." Luceus breathed in the fresh scent of Tristtan's silky blond hair. The boy was so desirable in every aspect from his sun-kissed lily skin to his long welcoming limbs and the tight heat between his thighs.
          "Not like this." Tristtan's voice was a breathy whisper, and it wasn't until that moment that he realized he'd begun to pant.
          "Again." Luceus waited until Tristtan had once more lined up his bow in preparation to fire before slipping his hand beneath the boy's tunic and tweaking his bare nipple. The High Elf's arrow made it closer to the bulls-eye but still not quite.
          "A distraction is yet a distraction, Tristtan. Your mind must be ready to counter that." He continued to pinch and twist the puckered nipple between his fingers sometimes grazing it with his fingernails while maintaining a tight control on his own desire. By right, he should have tossed the younger man on the ground and ploughed into him, but that would have defeated the purpose of the exercise. "Again."
          Tristtan managed to calm his breathing somewhat and fought for control of his senses despite the pleasurable sensations Luceus' fingers were eliciting within him. He pulled another arrow and was preparing to fire when Luceus' right hand slipped below the waistband of his pants to grasp his hardened cock. A loud gasp escaped Tristtan's lips but he did not release the arrow prematurely.
          "Concentrate, Tristtan," Luceus stated calmly as he began to jerk the boy beneath the material of his trousers while still twisting a rock hard nipple between his fingers.
          Tristtan's hands began to shake as he prepared to release the arrow. His vision soon became blurred as the pinpricks of pleasure the General was unleashing upon him left him feeling like a boneless mound of jelly. Eventually the bow fell from his grasp before him and he lowered his head defeated. "I give up."
          "You surrender?" Luceus' hands continued to work their magic while he easily held Tristtan's body upright as he fondled him.
          "I surrender," Tristtan repeated and soon felt as Luceus' sexual ministrations increased.
          "Surrender is not often rewarded. But perhaps, I shall make an exception in your case." Luceus squeezed Tristtan's cock from shaft to tip; the smooth member encased in his tight gripped fist. He reveled in the breathy sounds his lover made as his passion increased.
          Tristtan almost forgot that they were in a semi-public area and that this was something he would rather not be doing where anyone could walk in on them. However, those thoughts intruded little when he had this man's hands upon him. Suddenly, a sharp grunt escaped his lips as he began to come. His seed shot from his swollen cock into Luceus' open palm. He knew if the General moved away that he would fall over. Without leaning on him for support, his legs that suddenly felt like jelly would certainly not support him. He felt himself slowly being turned around to face Luceus. He glanced upward and saw the man looking at his palm which was now coated with a viscous white liquid.
          "And this is the physical manifestation of your distraction."
          Tristtan almost gulped visibly when he saw Luceus bring one of those sticky fingers to his lips before sucking profusely. He had often tasted his own seed on the General's lips for the man was not above taking what he so freely offered during climax. Although the High Elf accepted his role as the submissive one in this relationship he had initially been surprised by Luceus' willingness to consume his seed. However, it didn't displease him. Neither did Luceus next actions. The General thrust those coated fingers at Tristtan's own lips and he parted them willingly. In short order he had cleaned his leavings from Luceus' darkly tanned fingers and continued to suck them until the General reclaimed them.
          "Good?" Luceus asked as if they'd been discussing the taste of a specific wine.
          Tristtan nodded, "But perhaps not as good as others."
          Luceus nodded his understanding and began to unbuckle his pants. "Then perhaps something of a different vintage."
          Tristtan watched mesmerized as Luceus tugged his pants just below his firm buttocks allowing his stiff cock to pop free. He wasted no time and instantly fell to his knees before the General. He hadn't even bothered to re-adjust his clothes after being so pleasurably manhandled. That could come later, right now his only driving factor was the taste of Luceus' cock.
          His pink tongue flicked out to lick the head. He laved it with saliva until it glistened in the sun lighted barrack. He managed to suck the whole head between his lips once before Luceus pushed him away.
          "I must witness you drink from me." Although if he'd come with his cockhead buried in Tristtan's hot mouth, the boy would have tasted him regardless. However, he would prefer to see first hand as his semen shot from the slit atop his cock before landing in Tristtan's wide open mouth.
          Tristtan knew what he wanted and licked his lips before parting them in anticipation. Sometimes he really felt like a whore when he thought of the truly depraved acts they would often times engage in. However, Brie's words that morning had comforted him and had left him feeling more secure about his position in Luceus life than he had previously. When the first gooey glob landed on his tongue, it tingled in response. He gazed, enthralled at the thick ridge of flesh that was Luceus' magnificent penis. Another large droplet landed partially on his lips and in his mouth. He quickly swallowed before opening his mouth once again to receive more of the life giving substance. Luceus' taste was musky yet earthy, and Tristtan had become very familiar with it. Several more globs were deposited within his mouth as he repeated the process of swallowing before accepting more until finally there was no more liquid forthcoming of the General's fleshy decanter. Tristtan licked him clean as best he could before he felt himself being guided to his feet by the General's strong arms. The man kissed him, allowing himself to taste the traces of his own seed upon Tristtan's lips.
          It wasn't until the kiss broke moments later and they began to adjust their clothing that Tristtan realized he'd forgotten all about the real reason Luceus had brought him here. "I am an excellent archer. As long as I'm allowed to concentrate."
          "You missed the whole point of the exercise, Tristtan. Concentration is key, but often times there are factors that will distract you from that."
          Tristtan scoffed, "I hardly think someone is going to manhandle me on the battlefield."
          There was a stern expression on Luceus' face as he leveled his gaze on his lover. "No, they would do far worse. Tristtan, there is something I've been meaning to discuss with you. Herald Fort has been called to assist with the taming of the Island of Dawn. Several expeditions will be headed into that territory over the next few weeks."
          Tristtan was shocked yet relieved that Luceus was finally sharing information with him concerning the army. Yet a part of that excitement was tinged with worry. Why would he be discussing this with Tristtan now?
          "Dawn territory is one of the most dangerous lands in all of Arborea. It is unforgiving to the unprepared soldier. Therefore I ask you to renege on your archer duties, and remain here solely as my consort."
          Tristtan was stunned into silence for several seconds. He couldn't believe those words had actually fallen from Luceus' lips. If he hadn't felt like he'd been gut punched at the thought of giving up on being an archer then he might have swooned at the idea of becoming the General's consort. However, a part of him realized that role did not mean sharing ideas or information. Rather it would specifically entail his sexual duties, those reminiscent of a whores'. "I left Allemantheia to pursue my dream of being an archer when my parents disapproved of the profession. And now you ask me to do the same thing."
          "Then your parents would perhaps thank me if I prevent you from doing something foolish." Luceus was reminded of that first time when Tristtan stood up to him like this, making him promise never to fuck him in public ever again, and he didn't like the feeling one bit.
          "Foolish by your estimation," Tristtan bit out. He was doing his best to fight back tears but knew that very soon he'd have to escape Luceus' presence or risk a real break down.
          "The exercise proved the truth of the matter, you are not ready for Dawn territory."
          "Commander Brie saw what I can really do. Ask her what she thinks!"
          "Commander Brie will not disagree with me in this matter!" Luceus regretted raising his voice the second it occurred. He pressed his lips together as he regarded his lover with the calmest expression he could muster. "You will never want for anything, all you need do is remain at my side."
          "My answer is no." Tristtan turned and quickly left the barracks. He knew if he remained a minute longer that Luceus would witness him cry and it would only further cement the General's belief's that he was weak. It took him almost five minutes to realize Luceus had not followed him. He breathed a sigh of relief but that relief did not last long. A plan quickly began to formulate in his head as he headed towards the Western gates of the fort. If Luceus thought he wasn't ready for battle then he would show him. There was a small tribe of hostiles not far from the complex. If he could best a few of them then perhaps Luceus would take notice. For the last thing Tristtan could do was accept the life the General offered him, not if it meant they would never be on equal standing. He'd almost made it to the gate when Brie appeared out of nowhere.
          "Going somewhere." She crossed her arms over her chest before planting her feet firmly apart.
          Tristtan had never tried to leave the fort unannounced before. But with one quick glance of the soldiers milling around, all who seemed to be keeping an eye on what was going on between him and Brie, told him that he was essentially a prisoner here. "I thought to get some fresh air but...I can get that up on the parapets instead." Without another word, Tristtan spun on his heel and headed back into the fort proper. He realized that only one man stood in the way of his dreams and his freedom. When Luceus sent for him tonight, there would be no holds barred and he would lay everything out on the table. If Luceus could not respect him as a soldier and an equal in their relationship, then he would have to end it. The idea of walking away from a General like Luceus was terrifying, in more ways than one.
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