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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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Chapter 13

Young Reginaldd: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zfa3CO3JvC8&feature=plcp
Winstone Magelus: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F_8K27sMK7w&feature=channel&list=UL

Twenty-three years ago, Allemantheia...


          When Reginaldd entered his well-furbished study at Stanhope manor, he soon realized he was not alone. Seated -- rather boldly -- behind Reginaldd's desk with one leg thrown casually over a stack of papers, was Commander Winstone Magelus. Reginaldd paused to lock the door behind him before turning to give the Castanic his full attention. Winstone was definitely all male with a ruggedly handsome face accompanied by two powerful ebony horns which sprouted from the top of his head. Short cropped midnight hair framed his face attractively and the thin line of a mustache above full, kissable lips made him seem almost mischievous. Reginaldd's gaze lowered to take in the Commander's attire. He possessed a well-toned body like most men of the Castanic race and was not afraid to flaunt it. His short, pale-blue, leather jacket, which fell only to his upper abdomen left his washboard stomach on display. His pants, reminiscent of alligator skin were of a light taupe color that clung to his powerful, muscular legs. Gleaming, knee-high steel boots completed his attire. The look on the Commander's face; a combination of confidence and sophistication spoke to the fact that this man was not one for modesty.
          "The servants let me in, I hope you don't mind." Winstone rose to his feet as his golden gaze regarded the young High Elf before him in a way no one should look at a married man.
          "I imagine they suspected you would be waiting in the foyer, not my private study." Reginaldd raised a thin eyebrow at him, although he was far from disappointed to find Winstone here.
          "Then I hope you will forgive my overzealous nature to meet with you in my haste to give you the good news." A smile soon stretched his handsome features. "It's done, I'm to be ratified as a General two days from tomorrow!"
          It seemed Winstone's grin was infectious as it immediately spread to Reginaldd. He gave the handsome Castanic a confident nod. "Was there ever any doubt?"
          Winstone slowly closed the distance between them as his elevated height allowed him a birds-eye-view down Reginaldd's open suede jacket. "Perhaps there was a moment here or there, but like you promised, Reggie. You did come through for me. Now please, allow me to give you the first part of your reward."
          Reginaldd was suddenly swept into the man's powerful arms as an urgent kiss was branded across his lips. He loved the Castanic's taste, slightly fruity and his scent -- an appealing musk that would certainly fly off shelves if it was ever bottled. Although the future General's attention seemed focused on his lips, his hands were not idle either. A simple widening of his coat jacket had given Winstone immediate access to his jewel colored nipples.
          Winstone broke the kiss in order to witness the younger man's nipples pucker under his fingers attention. "I love it when you dress like this, making yourself so accessible for me."
          Reginaldd scoffed, "Please, If I were wearing five layers of clothing you'd still have it all off me in one yank, thus making my fashion sense a moot point in this matter."
          Winstone paused in his fondling of Reginaldd's body as if to consider that idea. "You know what? You're right. But that begs the question, who do you dress like this for?"
          "I'm a young, aristocratic High Elf, that should be all the explanation needed," Reginaldd couldn't help the grin on his face.
          "Are you suggesting that a young High Elf is on par in sexual overtones and stamina to a Castanic in his prime?"
          Reginaldd's right hand stealthily moved to cup the large bulge between Winstone's thighs. He could feel almost the entire outline of the man's cock. It was a fleshy appendage he was most familiar with. "Hmm, what do you think?" He eyed his lover lustily, leaving no doubt as to whether or not his raging hormones could match Winstone's.
          "I think I'm about to lay you out on your desk and fuck you until you can't move." Winstone had gone still when Reginaldd touched him so intimately, but it was merely the calm before the storm. He knew from experience that while Reginaldd's body may appear delicate, the younger man could give as much as he got when it came to matters of a sexual nature.
          Reginaldd seemed thrilled by the idea, but another thought soon occurred to him. "Laeyla is actually out of town for the weekend, she's visiting her parents in Essenia. Which means we'll have the master bedroom all to ourselves." He slowly extricated himself from Winstone's arms before continuing. "Remember the secret passageway entrance I showed you in the den?"
          Winstone nodded, realizing that due to the servants they simply couldn't walk to Reginaldd's bed chambers hand in hand.   Although their plans for the future would soon make such caution unnecessary, until those plans were put into action, then the need to be discreet was of the utmost importance.
          "Good, go there -- make sure no one is about before making your way to the bedroom. I'll be waiting." Reginaldd placed another wet kiss on Winstone's firm lips before leaving his study with an infectious smile on his face.
          Winstone gave the High Elf a few minutes head start before he too left and made his way to the den. He ran into a single maid and was grateful that most of the servants seemed to have had the weekend off with the mistress of the manor out of town. Winstone had entered the master bedroom by way of the secret passageways before, so he knew exactly which path to take. When he finally exited through the sliding wall, he found Reginaldd awaiting him stark naked, and holding two glasses of a bubbly liquid.
          "So, you had enough time to strip and pour those glasses before I got here?" Winstone shook his head. "I must be losing my touch."
          Reginaldd disagreed with him. "It's your touch that will be driving me crazy in a few moments." He held the right glass out of his lover, and gazed at him adoringly as he accepted it and downed it in a single gulp. Not to be outdone, Reginaldd did the same with his glass but suffered a brief coughing spell at the end. He saw the humor glinting in Winstone's golden eyes before he took both glasses and placed them on the nightstand located next to the king-sized bed.
          Winstone's gaze was also drawn to the bed which was perfectly made with exquisite satin, burgundy sheets that matched the color scheme of the decor, including the carpet and the drapes. "Should we be scandalized that we are about to fuck in the very same bed of which you take your wife at night." Even as he said the words he began to peel off his clothes; first his jacket and then his gloves soon followed.
          Reginaldd shrugged, "It's not like we haven't done it before. Where was your conscience then?"
          "But that was before we knew we could be together. Now we know for sure that your marriage to Laeyla will soon be over." Winstone pulled off his boots which clanked nosily as they fell to the floor, and within moments he stepped out of his pants allowing hard cock to spill free, the ridged flesh bouncing like a spring-board.
          Reginaldd was eying his lover's engorged penis as he spoke. "You seem more concerned about it than I do. You know, I suspect she has a thing for you."
          "We've had some very... intelligent conversations. You two could go very far in this political arena."
          "And so could we," Reginaldd wrapped his arms around Winstone's neck hoping that the time for talk would soon be over. He felt the insistent press of the man's cock against his lower abdomen.
          "And what would you do about children? You're still so young."
          "You have two sons, do you think they could handle having two fathers?" Reginaldd asked innocently. Honestly, he hadn't really thought of the prospect of children. All he'd cared about was seeing Winstone's plans to fruition so that they could finally be together.
          "Luceus is ten and is fast following in my footsteps. We'll always be a military family."
          "I have no issue with that. As long as Arborea is plagued by the Argons, war will always be a part of our life. But I want you. You must know that I never would have gone to such lengths if that wasn't the case." Reginaldd pressed his cheek to his as an involuntary chuckle soon escaped his lips.
          Winstone was puzzled by his sudden laughter. "What's funny?"
          "Your goatee, you've been growing it and it tickles."
          "I see." Winstone gazed at him with lust in his golden eyes before grasping the younger man's firm ass cheeks in his palms and squeezing tightly. "You know, my cock can also be ticklish. Shall I press it against something far more sensitive?"
          Reginaldd's wanton desire also reflected in his deep blue eyes. "You can do, whatever you like."
          "Now you're talking." Winstone moved Reginaldd backwards the small steps it took to lay the lighter-skinned man upon the bed sheets. "Some lubrication if you will." He traversed the short distance until both his thighs were on either side of Reginaldd's face which left his thick cock within striking distance of the High Elf's pale pink lips.
          Reginaldd wasted no more time and quickly gulped his lover's penis between his wide open lips. He soon coated the living flesh with copious amounts of saliva. He realized he could suck Winstone's cock forever if it were possible, he simply enjoyed his forays with the man that much. When he finally released the cock he took a moment to admire his handiwork. The Commander's twitching penis now glistening in the lamp light, the slit at the head seemingly flared wide as if anxious to deposit it's seed. Reginaldd hoped Winstone would need no further encouragement and sought to make that known. "Fuck me!"
          "You ask, and I oblige." Winstone slid between his lover's thighs and paused briefly only to line his cock up before plunging into Reginaldd's tight hole. He felt the younger man's nails claw into his shoulders as he began to thrust into him rhythmically. One of the High Elf's legs wrapped around his narrow waist, offering Winstone greater penetration of the youth's tight body. As he settled into a steady pace, his gaze slid over Reginaldd's profile taking in the look of euphoria upon his lovely features coupled with the slight breathy pants elicited from him with each of Winstone's forceful thrusts. If it wasn't for Reginaldd's influence during the Federation vote for future Generals, Winstone would have remained a Commander. Now, he would head his own garrison and be responsible for the lives of many who worked under him. But he would do so knowing that he wouldn't be alone. After Stella died, he hadn't been certain if he'd ever love again. And what he'd found with Reginaldd seemed as likely to blossom as the sun was to collide with the moon. Yet here they were, true lovers that would make each other happy if given the chance.
          It did bother Winstone that at first he'd thought only to use Reginaldd in order to improve his rank. But once he got to know the ambitious High Elf, that had all been turned upside down. He hadn't planned on a romantic relationship, especially since Reginaldd was clearly married to a woman Winstone liked and respected. His driving factor had been to obtain the rank of General, but despite his war torn past, the ruthlessness required to step on others in order to gain what he wanted did not sit will with him. Suddenly, he claimed Reginaldd's lips with his own causing the younger man's breathy pants to cease temporarily. He didn't want to have these heavy thoughts, not when Reginaldd's lush, ripe body was laid out for the taking. He felt the thrilling tightness around his cock as his lover's tight sheath sought to bring him to completion. He'd ploughed this liquid hot ass many times, but each successive time was never the same; it kept getting better. Winstone realized he'd never grow bored of coupling with the lovely High Elf, which meant the probability of them having a wonderful life together just went up two-fold.
          As he felt the pressure build within his ball sac, Winstone broke the kiss as a low grunt escaped his lips. Within moments he was pouring his seed deep within his lover's body. Despite his elevated breathing due to his recent release, he realized that Reggie had yet to come. Lowering himself until he was positioned between the High Elf's thighs, he briefly licked the younger man's pink cock before engulfing it between his lips. He'd barely sucked twice before Reggie's seed was deposited into his mouth. He swallowed the musky essence before licking his lips and traversing the length of his lover's body once more in order to embrace him in a tangle of limbs. He watched as Reggie snuggled against his bare chest before closing his eyes with a contented smile on his beautiful face.
          "I think your bed is more comfortable than mine," Winstone commented after they had been laying together in saturated bliss for several minutes.
          "It will be your bed too, pretty soon," Reginaldd replied without opening his eyes.
          "Oh really? And what makes you think we're going to live in Allemantheia?"
          "Because you won't be able to stay away." Reginaldd finally glanced up at his lover with a knowing look in his crystal blue eyes. "This bed is magical."
          "I'm not certain if I should take you literally or not?" Winstone began. "Did you cast a spell on the bed, or are you referring to what we do in it?"
          "Maybe a little bit of both," There was a mischievous grin on Reginaldd's face.
          A new thought suddenly occurred to Winstone. "What about you and Laeyla?"
          "What about us?" Reginaldd was puzzled by the question.
          There was a knowing look on Winstone's face. "Do I give you idea's for when you're with her?" He noticed when Reggie blushed three shades of red and realized that he was right on the money.
          "We shouldn't talk about that, Laeyla is a good, decent woman." Even as Reginaldd said those words, he failed to control his blush.
          "Oh, sounds like sex with her is boring then," Winstone commented.
          "Did you want to find out? Do you think she'd agree to a threesome?" The mischievous glint was back.
          Winstone regarded his lover thoughtfully. "You know, somehow I'm not even sure if you're joking."
          Reginaldd lowered his gaze rather demurely before replying. "We haven't been -- well, not recently anyways."
          "Why not?" Winstone wanted to know.
          "Well, she waits for me to instigate all contact and -- well I haven't been lately. Not when all I can think about is you."
          "It was not my intent to deprive you of pleasure," Winstone stated truthfully.
          "It's not depravation when all I want is to be with you. I think rarely a moment passes when we're not together that I don't think about you, and what we do when we're alone."
          Winstone was truly touched by the younger man's words, but his own incessant light-hearted nature could not be denied. "Therefore, if we decide to remain in Allemantheia, you're going to need a much lighter load of servants. Judging from how big this manor is, it will take us at least a week to fuck in every single room. You won't want servants hovering around as I thrust into you, do you? Unless of course you're into that." He winked at him.
          "You want to fuck in every single room?" Reginaldd was flabbergasted at the thought.
          Winstone nodded, "Indeed. Beginning with your study, then the den, the dinning area, out at the pool, and of course every single guest room."
          Reginaldd chuckled, "Does your depravity know no bounds?"
          "No, but neither does yours, because I can tell you're already agreeing to this."
          "You may be right, as long as I get to do this to you in every single room, then I'm in." Reginaldd disentangled himself from Winstone's embrace before sliding down his body to grasp his lover's semi-hard cock between his hands. "I can never get enough of your taste." His pink tongue twirled against the open slit that wept pre-come. As he began to coat the mushroom shaped head with saliva, his gaze remained locked with Winstone, reveling in the fact that his lover was watching as he serviced him. "I believe I'm addicted to your cock," He murmured as he continued to lick the thick ridge of flesh.
          "That's an addiction I'd be more than happy to cultivate." Winstone suddenly thrust forward, sending his now erect cock between Reginaldd's open lips. The younger man soon began to suck him with wild abandon. The pressure of a warm, moist mouth around him was nothing like the pleasure elicited when buried in his tight sheath, but it had a draw of it's own, and Winstone couldn't remembered being serviced like this by any other in his past, not even his late wife. He squeezed his eyes shut to concentrate only on the spellbinding sensations Reggie was creating with his skilled mouth. It was hard to believe the man was in his early twenties. Sexual prowess like this was not unheard of for a Castanic of that age, but for a stuffy High Elf, most certainly. Winstone rather doubted it had anything to do with Reggie being experienced, but perhaps was most likely the fact that the young man was simply a natural. He had a body and a disposition that was made for sex.
          Suddenly, Winstone's eyes fluttered as his release shook him, his gaze half centered on Reginaldd's encompassing mouth as he gulped, sucked and swallowed his seed all at the same time. His distraction was so great that he hadn't noticed the bedroom door was open a crack, he was almost certain that Reggie must have locked it after he entered. But as his eyes came into focus there was no mistaking the fact that the door was open and standing behind it was none other than Laeyla Stanhope.
          "Oh, fuck!" Winstone quickly pulled out of Reginaldd's mouth and immediately noted the confused expression on his lover's face. "Get dressed," He whispered to the High Elf before jumping off the bed to retrieve his clothing.
"What's going on?" Reginaldd pouted and turned towards the Castanic, and it was at that point that he witnessed Laeyla stride boldly into the room.
          "Don't get dressed on my account, I was enjoying the show." Laeyla stood just below the dais that housed the king-sized bed. She saw her husband's jaw drop when he first saw her, but now he was scrambling to a nearby closet to grab a robe. She knew modesty with her would be unnecessary considering they'd been intimate many times in the past. But considering what she'd just caught him doing, it was no wonder he wanted to not be naked for the conversation that was to follow.
          Reginaldd had just finished tying the sash of his grey robe before striding in his wife's direction. He unfortunately couldn't keep the anger out of his tone. "What are you doing here, Laeyla?"
          "I'm sorry but, last time I checked -- this was my bedroom too." She glanced at his face and noticed a sticky drop of Winstone's semen that still clung to his jaw. "Oh you've got a little..." She gestured on her face the correct location.
          Reginaldd managed to keep the color from his face as he wiped the sticky ejaculation off his face. "You know what I mean, Laeyla. You were supposed to have left for your parents since this morning." He didn't dare look at Winstone but was aware that the man was now fully dressed and standing behind him.   This was the worst thing that could have ever happened. Reginaldd had intended to let Laeyla down gently, but now there would be no gentle way of letting her know that he loved someone else.
          Laeyla ignored his question before glancing from Reginaldd to Winstone and back. She'd noted a sheepish expression that bordered on embarrassment on the Commander's face and realized that was the first time she'd ever seen him embarrassed. She'd really gotten along well with him, and was on board with Reginaldd's desire to help the Castanic improve his standing within the Federation. However, the last thing she'd expected was that they'd be fucking each other. Laeyla had sensed a fierce passion underlying in Winstone's demeanor and had even flirted with him in the past, never expecting anything to come from it. But all this time, they'd both been playing her for a fool.
          "How long has this been going on?" Laeyla wanted to know.
          "You weren't supposed to find out like this." Reginaldd knew the apologetic look on his face would not make up for what he was about to reveal to her.
          "You speak as if you were eventually going to tell me, although I can't imagine why. Do you know the scandal this would cause if anyone ever found out you were having an affair with a Federation Commander while still married to me." When Reginaldd didn't respond but simply stood there with a somber expression on his face, realization soon dawned on Laeyla. His transition of anger at her finding them together to apologetic now that she knew the truth could only mean one thing, and Laeyla was simply too direct to not come out and say it. "Unless of course you were planning to divorce me and be with him." She then glanced back at Winstone who's eyes spoke volumes which told her that she'd hit upon the truth.
          "Laeyla, I didn't ask for any of this, it just happened. You have to believe me," Reginaldd pleaded with her.
          "Yes of course, and I'll be certain to tell our unborn child the same when he or she grows up fatherless. It just happened, that your father left me for another man." Laeyla was about to turn to leave when Reginaldd's tone stopped her in her tracks.
          "You're pregnant?"
          Laeyla spun back to face them as anger intertwined with her pain. "I'm imagining that sex with me was not as excellent as fucking the good Commander here. But we did have sex upon occasion and -- these things happen."
          "Laeyla, that's -- that's wonderful news. Did you tell your parents?" He hadn't expected to ever become a father but now that it'd happened, he couldn't deny that he was overjoyed. But he realized right away that the child would not have a simple life as it was destined to be shuffled between two separated parents.
          "Not yet. I'd felt queasy just before my trip so I decided to visit my physician. She had the results for me within the hour and it was official. I know this pregnancy was unplanned and I'd debated even telling you right away which was why I delayed my trip to Essenia." Laeyla ran a hand through her unbound golden hair as she pinned her husband with another harsh stare. "Of course when I finally decide to come home to tell you the news, I find you sucking off our good friend here. Maybe if I had a cock you'd have enjoyed sex with me more."
          "Laeyla that's not fair," Reginaldd denied.   "I did care about you, I still do. And our lives will always be intertwined with the baby coming. But Winstone and I want to build a life together. And although this is not the way I ever imagined telling you -- it is the truth."
          Laeyla pressed her lips into a thin line as he realized he was telling the truth. There was suddenly a low ache in the pit of her stomach and she realized she had to get out of that room ASAP. "I hope you'll be happy together." But as she turned to leave, she didn't make it through the door before collapsing. She heard the concerned cries around her only briefly as she faded into unconsciousness.
OOO
          Reginaldd had been sitting in the hospital waiting room with Winstone at his side for close to an hour when Laeyla's personal physician finally emerged from behind closed doors. The woman's name was Theatra Lincoln and she was skilled enough to be a Federation healer but sought to make a living within the private sector.
          "I'm happy to inform you that she's resting comfortably and the baby is fine. But I will note that she must remain in a stress free environment. This will be a fragile pregnancy, and despite all our technology her stress levels will determine whether or not she will carry this child to term."
          "I understand." Reginaldd did understand far too well. And also realized that the cause of Laeyla's stress attack in the first place, was the abrupt realization that he was about to leave her for another man. He wasn't certain what he could do at this point, for what was done was done. And there was no taking it back, not that he would even want to. He may care about Laeyla and their unborn child, but he was not about to sacrifice his future with Winstone for those reasons alone.
          "I'm going to keep her overnight, and then I will release her to your care in the morning. Please, remember what I said." Theatra glanced at both men before turning to leave.
          Reginaldd realized that was also their cue to leave, knowing he would not be allowed to see Laeyla tonight. He imagined the sight of him this soon would probably only instigate another stress attack. He really wished Winstone would put his strong arms around him, for a little comfort was something he desperately needed at the moment. But for appearances sake, they could not indulge in such an intimate embrace in public. Winstone did follow him back to the manor, and once they were behind closed doors, the future General proceeded to make love to him in the most beautiful fashion that was far unlike the rutting fucks they often engaged in. Winstone was passionate and gentle and when they finally found their release simultaneously, he held Reginaldd until he fell asleep.
          Winstone gazed at his Reggie somberly knowing that soon he would not be his Reggie anymore. This would be the last time he ever held him this close. He knew what he had to do in order to secure both of their futures. Reggie wouldn't like it at first, but perhaps he'd later come to accept it. Winstone had already been married and raised a family, and he couldn't bring himself to take that opportunity away from Reggie. He knew that he would essentially be breaking both their hearts, but the decision had already been made and he would not back down from it. He granted himself a few more moments to hold Reggie close, knowing that in the very near future, the man would despise him passionately. Winstone would have these bittersweet memories to hold on to, as what seemed destined to be would now never come to pass.
          Winstone sighed softly before kissing Reggie tenderly on the forehead. He then extricated himself from the younger man's grasp and got dressed. He took one last glance of his lover sleeping peacefully in his bed before exiting the room, knowing that he had just walked out on Reggie in more ways than one.
OOO
Present Time...
          "And that is the truth, Reginaldd was going to leave me to be with your father." Laeyla gazed at Lycineus somberly as she finished recanting her side of the dour history she'd had with her husband and the late senior General Magelus. "But he suddenly up and left that very night of my collapse, and returned to the battlefield with his new rank as General. Reginaldd didn't believe for one second that he'd changed his mind about them, so he pursued him. Took well over a month but he finally caught up to Winstone on the plains of Westonia. I was never told exactly what happened aside from the obvious since Reginaldd returned alone. But he was changed, he became cold and bitter. And it was easy to pick up on the fact that it must have ended badly. He did make a truce with me however, knowing that we'd never rekindle what we had before. But realizing the political benefit of remaining together. I was hoping that after Tristtan was born that a part of the Reginaldd I knew would return, but he never did, in fact he potentially got worse. Tristtan didn't have the best childhood as a result." Reginaldd had barely spent any time with the young impressionable Tristtan, except to teach him the shadow-step skill when he was eight. It soon became clear that Tristtan wasn't cut out for sorcerer abilities as he couldn't summon the skill at will and Reginaldd had promptly abandoned the training. Tristtan instead embraced archery which Laeyla had practiced in her youth, and this led him to become a soldier -- another factor Reginaldd gladly blamed her for.   It was likely he hated the idea of his family having anything to do with the military after his entanglement with Winstone. But then again, most of their current misery could be blamed on the late General.
          "I thank you for sharing this with us, I know it couldn't have been easy," Lycineus spoke up. "But the fact remains that Luceus is still missing. Please, tell me how to find my brother."
          Laeyla who had refused a seat earlier turned to glance at the men and women present. It seemed even Brie may have had a newfound respect for her after hearing of the hell she went through with Reginaldd and Winstone. "The truth is we don't really know what happened to Luceus. He was taken from our manor -- unknowingly to me at the time -- under Reginaldd's orders. He was to be roughed up and left outside the city gates. But it would seem that two of the men handling the job went rogue, and they dumped his unconscious body in the river leading out of the city."
          Brie slammed her fists on the desk before jumping to her feet. "You knew we were looking in the wrong place all this time when we should have been looking outside the city!" Her eyes glared daggers at the woman who she had begun to feel sorry for until that moment. If Laeyla had been armed she would have challenged her where she stood. Instead, Brie quickly left the room, intent to focus their search on the outskirts of Allemantheia, she was soon joined by Rosalinda and Traviis.
          "My lady, due to the nature of what you've just revealed, you will remain here under house arrest. Consideration will be taken due to the fact that you have assisted us. But I'm afraid your husband's part in this will not go unpunished." Lektus barely showed any emotion, but it was clear in his lines that he was furious. A Castanic General, one of his own had been dumped like a rotting sack of potatoes out in the wild. The deed was an affront not only to him and their race, but to the entire Federation.
"Can you both give me a moment alone with her." Lycineus didn't wait for Lektus to finish before placing his request.
          Sarrion glanced at Lycineus who he was certain was just as upset with the High Elven female as everyone else who'd listened to her confession. "Lycineus, she's unarmed." He felt the need to point out.
          "I'm not going to hurt her, I just want to ask a question. Please, I'll only a be a moment for I'll be joining the search for Luceus." He was grateful when Lektus and Sarrion finally left the room, leaving him alone with a woman he should have wanted to throttle. But his anger was more focused on what Reginaldd did. However, it seemed as if the Stanhope lord actually had a motive. But the fact of the matter remained, Reginaldd had been fighting a feud they weren't even aware of until now. "Are you saying that your husband never told you what happened between him and my father which lead to the final break?"
          Laeyla shook her head, "I could barely get two words out of him concerning Winstone after that. And with time, his hatred grew more. Even after Winstone died eight years ago, it didn't heal what was clearly a wound that had been allowed to fester for far to long. I imagine that Reginaldd truly did love your father, or else he would never have been hurt this badly by his rejection. I'd warned him that taking his ire out on Luceus would lead to no good, and now we're both going to pay for it."
          "My father kept a private journal. In it he wrote about things that at the time, Luceus and I could barely understand. But now after what you've told us, I think it's worth a second look," Lycineus stated. He then turned to glance towards the door. "I'm going to look for my brother, and for your husband's sake he'd better be found in good health."
          Laeyla nodded, "I understand. As it is, our marriage is already over -- should have been twenty-three years ago. But before you leave, would it be alright if I see Tristtan."
          Lycineus could no longer be heartless in this matter, not after all Laeyla had just revealed to them. "Yes. Maybe with some luck he'll forgive you, but only if Luceus is alright." He turned to leave the room with her at his side, before handing Laeyla over to a Federation guard who would monitor her visit with the Stanhope heir. Lycineus didn't waste another minute before exiting the building where mounts had already been prepared. He realized he was far behind the rest of the search team that had just left the city and did not blame them for their haste. Luceus had been missing for far to long, and it was time they brought his brother home where he belonged.
OOO
          Lucas cupped the water in his hands like Saeylas had shown him before pouring it slowly into the mound of soil that housed a tiny green sprout atop it. Knowing that rest was the last thing he needed after his trying night, he'd managed to convince Saeylas to allow him to help out on the farm. They were currently within a fenced off section of the grounds of which they grew all their vegetables with a small pail of water next to them.
          "It's amazing that anything can even grow out here," Lucas commented as he patted the moist soil in a slightly compressed fashion. He noted when Saeylas laid his smaller hands upon his own. The boy's demeanor had been much improved after the closeness they had shared. And even now he was smiling, despite the fact that Saeylas life left little to smile about.
          "Life will find a way, I believe you're the perfect example of that." Saeylas' eyes twinkled as he regarded the handsome Castanic from beneath a wide-brimmed hat. For the first time in a long time, he felt happy. Which had everything to do with the fact that Lucas was here with him.
          "I believe my survival had more to do with your efforts." Lucas returned his gaze to the task at hand and noted when Saeylas' hands reluctantly fell away from his.
          "If you were not meant to live, then you would have expired long before you were delivered into my hands. I believe the gods spared you for a purpose." And what Saeylas also believed was that Lucas was there to deliver him from this current hell. He sensed that something was about to change and hopefully for the better.
          Satisfied with his progress, Lucas finally removed his hands from the mound and slapped them together to dislodge excess soil. He then opted to change the subject. "Is your father still abed?"
          Saeylas lowered his gaze before replying, "No, he's awake."
          Lucas gazed at the young High Elf pointedly before speaking his mind. "Saeylas, you knew I wanted to speak with him as soon as he awoke."
          Saeylas shook his head uncertain of what to say. However, he found that he could no longer meet Lucas' gaze. The man was aware of his personal shame, and as much as Saeylas wished he could forget about the abuse he suffered at Clovon's hands, it was simply not possible. "I fear that no good will come of your confrontation."
          Lucas grasped Saeylas by the chin and forced the boy to look at him. "You let me worry about that."
          "I admire your spirit...but -- if you cross him, he'll hurt you too."
          "I can't sit here and do nothing. And your father is the one thing standing in the way of returning to my life, whatever it may be." Although Lucas suspected he was not used to repeating himself or asking nicely, he realized that Saeylas needed special treatment, plus the boy did not deserve his ire. Therefore he went with the alternative route. "Please Saeylas, I need you to understand why this is so important to me."
          Saeylas was silent for a few moments before finally nodding his head. "I do -- I'll go let him know." He came to his feet and quickly dusted off his faded trousers before making his way towards the farm house proper.
          Lucas hoped his grateful smile was enough as he suspected he wouldn't be smiling in a few short minutes. Even if Clovon did agree to take him to Allemantheia, it was quite likely he wouldn't agree to have Saeylas accompany them. At that point, Lucas would have to make a choice; leave Saeylas here and return for him in the future, or stay until they could both leave this accursed place. He didn't like either option but was afraid he'd have to pick one when push came to shove.
          He'd moved on to the next soil mound beside him and continued to work until Saeylas gave him the okay to return to the farmhouse. He was only on the third mound when he heard the sounds of approaching hoof beats. Within minutes, two human males mounted on large destriers came into view. Lucas immediately stopped what he was doing and reached for his cane so that he could rise. By the time he completed this task, the men had already tethered their horses and were entering the farmhouse. It was obvious they hadn't noticed him, but the thought of Saeylas alone with those large men and his abusive father did not bode well.
          As he made his way towards the farmhouse, he silently cursed his slow speed. His gaze did fall to the horses several times, knowing how easy it would be to simply steal one of those and ride into Allemantheia. But Saeylas had done so much for him, and he would not abandon the boy now. The door was still open a crack when Lucas entered, but the sounds of sex quickly assaulted his ears. That and Saeylas' screams. Lucas could scarcely believe that in the short time since they arrived, they already had Saeylas naked and sandwiched between them, with their trousers undone and their large cocks exposed, seeking gratification. As stunning as the scene unfolding before him, Lucas was even more appalled to find Clovon sipping from a bottle while seated on the couch, observing the men about to defile his son.
          "He's been a little touchy of late with our visitor, make sure to fuck him into submission," Clovon commented before taking another swig of his beer. It was at that moment that he noticed Lucas standing in the doorway. "Ah, and here he is in the flesh."
          Both Bavis and Jameson turned to look at the male Castanic standing in the doorway. He was wearing a long patchwork shirt and faded brown trousers. But it was the mixture of shock and anger on his face that made them take notice. Jameson was the first to speak.
          "So you want us to teach him a lesson too? He's a bit bigger than what I'm used to fucking, but his face is pretty enough I suppose," The human chuckled.
          Lucas felt as if he'd been gut-punched as he realized that not only Saeylas was on the menu of these perverted men, but so was he.
          "No, leave him alone I'll do whatever you want!" Saeylas grasped Jameson's hand as the man took a step towards Lucas.
          "You'll do what we want anyways, you fucking whore," Jameson snapped before ripping his hand from Saeylas' grip. "But I know it will be fun forcing him to." His eyes returned to the handsome Castanic who was gripping his cane fiercely.
          "He's still recovering from his injuries! Please don't hurt him." A small 'oof' escaped Saeylas lips as he was thrown forcefully to the floor. He soon realized that both Jameson and Bavis were now advancing upon Lucas. He noticed the look of murder blazing in Lucas' golden eyes, but his fear was so great that he didn't anticipate what exactly that meant. Jameson and Bavis were two healthy men that had not just recently been through a near death experience. If Lucas was thinking of taking them on, Saeylas wasn't certain if he'd have the stomach to witness the outcome. Tears pooled in his eyes as he couldn't help his weakness. He prayed to the gods that still existed that Lucas would be alright.

A.N. Next Chapter Update: 12/28/12
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