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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 15
          Juleus was in an extremely bad mood, despite the fact that he'd gotten off charges on the attack against Tristtan fairly easily. However he'd been denied his preferred outcome and the young Stanhope heir had gotten away with making a fool of him. He had no pain left from the blow Tristtan had administered as he'd been completely healed. But the blow to his pride was still very fresh and raw. He'd have to plan very carefully his revenge on the boy, and while he was at it, he wouldn't mind taking out Tristtan's father as well. He'd been loyal to Reginaldd, yet he sensed the man about to cut all ties should it suit him. His one bright point was perhaps the fact that Luceus would never be found. Although he had not wished the General dead, the man had proved to be a thorn in his side at every corner, and Juleus was grateful that Luceus was one less thing he had to worry about.
          It was early afternoon as he was headed toward the lower levels of the city. He arrived at a glass paneled elevator shaft and waited for it to ascend. It was at that moment that he felt a slight pin prick against the exposed area of his neck. His hand went there instantly believing it to be perhaps a bug bite, but what he found instead was a small dart that most certainly had already delivered it's poison. The last thoughts that filled his mind was disbelief that he could be assassinated here, in the light of day within this civilized city. He was quite grateful that the drug was fast acting so that he didn't feel the impact when he hit the floor.
OOO
          Saeylas squealed in delight when Luceus lifted him as if he weighed no more than a feather and quickly strode the short distance to the bed with Saeylas curled naked in his powerful arms. He couldn't stop touching the powerful General, he stroked his hands across the man's muscled bare arms before snuggling his face in the crook of his neck. He knew what was about to happen and couldn't wait. He'd thought perhaps from the first day he found Luceus unconscious by the river that one day he'd be sheathing this man's great cock.
          As he was laid onto the king-sized bed, Saeylas spread his inviting legs wide, unmindful of the view Luceus was receiving. He wanted to entice the man to fuck him hard and fast. He'd never enjoyed that type of sex with his step father or his buddies, but he knew with Luceus it would be completely different. A finger flew to his lips and he sucked profusely, before placing the slick digit up his ass in an effort to moisten himself. He noted when Luceus pulled down his leather pants to his lower thighs, revealing his engorged cock in all it's glory. Saeylas remembered being embarrassed as he'd cleaned the General's naked body during his recovery, but it'd been clearly due to the nature of his raunchy thoughts.
          Saeylas couldn't help himself when he sat up before bending his body towards Luceus' lower half. His mouth swallowed the twitching penis to about half it's length before he began sucking in earnest. He got off on the earthy taste of him and knew that sucking off the General could easily become one of his favorite pastimes. His response was mixed when Luceus stopped him before forcing him to lay back on the bed once more. He consoled himself, knowing there would be time to suck Luceus' cock later, but right now -- he wanted it buried within him to the hilt.
          A blissful sigh escaped Saeylas' lips as the General filled him with his throbbing manhood. His legs instinctively circled around the man's narrow waist to bring him closer. His own hand moved to stroke his hardened cock when Luceus began to move within him. Other than a few grunts and pleasure-filled moans, the General made no other sounds. Saeylas, however would not be bound to that.
          "Oh yes, -- yes! Fuck me -- harder!" Saeylas should have been embarrassed as this wanton behavior was certainly not in his nature. He was grateful when the General heeded his pleas and increased his pace.
          Saeylas' hand flew up and down his shaft in a frenzied rhythm as he felt himself nearing his release. The feel of Luceus' invading cock was harsh yet soothing at the same time. Here was a man that was fucking him not simply for his own release, but for both of their mutual pleasure. This was something Saeylas had always longed for. He felt his release build from his ball sac before a fountain of warm semen poured from his cock head. He didn't have to wait much longer before Luceus' filled him with the warmth of his own essence.
          Saeylas moaned in delight as Luceus leaned over him to claim his lips in a sweet kiss. The man's cock was still buried within him but he didn't mind, he could stay that way forever if possible. When the kiss broke, he once again expressed his feelings for this man. "I love you." He waited to hear Luceus' response, but all he could make out was an incessant knocking. A slight frown marred his face when the image of Luceus' handsome face began to fade as the knocking took precedence.
OOO
Saeylas gasped awake as he realized the wonderful sex he'd just had with Luceus had turned out to all be a dream. He was within the quarters Rosalinda had shown him to earlier and must have apparently fallen asleep. He glanced down at his body and noticed that he was still wearing the clothing that had been provided to him which consisted of a short sleeved white shirt and a pair of khaki colored trousers. It was the damp stain near the crotch of those trousers that made him realize that his dream had also been a wet dream. There was innate disappointment that he'd not actually had consensual sex with Luceus. But he didn't lose hope of one day making that dream a reality.
          "Saeylas Tullis, are you in there?"
          The sound of a male voice coming from behind the door once again alerted Saeylas that the knocking he'd heard in his dream had been real. He almost panicked when he realized he couldn't answer the door still wearing his soiled pants. He'd recalled Rosalinda informing him that they'd provided spare clothing for him in the closet. He quickly kicked off his current pants before running to the closet.
          "Just a minute," He called to the person behind the door before finding an identical pair of pants and quickly pulling them on. He then ran to the door and opened it. The human male standing there took up the entire door frame. He was not only tall but powerfully muscled judging from what Saeylas could tell of his body density beneath the pale green tunic and dark grey trousers. His hair was a short cropped platinum blonde, and he had the most beautiful sea-green eyes Saeylas had ever seen.
          "Greetings, my name is Sarrion Desmais, I'm a military legal advisor under General Magelus' command. May I come in, I need to speak to you on the fate of the men that assaulted you."
          Saeylas had almost forgotten about Clovon and his buddies and realized he didn't care what happened to them. Luceus had been amazing the way he'd defeated them despite his injuries. Saeylas now knew that if Luceus had been in top condition, Jameson, Bavis and Clovon would have been out of his life from day one.
          Sarrion had been made aware of the tortures the young High Elf had suffered through, and took his hesitation to mean that he didn't want to be alone with a strange man. "We can go some place more public if you'd like, the cafeteria or a library."
          Saeylas snapped out of his initial surprise before speaking. "No, it's fine. Please come in." He allowed the lawyer entry before closing the door behind him. It was at that moment that he realized he hadn't hid the offending pair of trousers he'd changed out of, and even now they lay on the floor with the evidence of his debauchery still visible.
          Sarrion soon noted the bright red color on the boys' cheeks and began to wonder at that. "If you're uncomfortable with me, I can perhaps arrange to have Rosalinda do this." He knew the boy had already dealt with her earlier and perhaps would have felt safer with a woman present.
          "No, it's not that." Saeylas attempted to control the color on his face as he realized it was best to simply get this over with, and perhaps the man would not even notice the discarded trousers. "Please, tell me what this is about."
          "I'm certain you're not aware but, your step father Clovon Tullis did indeed pass away from his injuries. His accomplices, however are still alive and being held in custody. We need only a statement from you as to the extent of their abuse to put them away for a very long time."
          Saeylas was completely unmoved by the news. To hear the Clovon was dead left him totally un-fazed, for the man had never been a true father to him. And now it seemed his surviving friends would also pay for their crimes against him. "Thank you, and for the record, I'd prefer to have my last name changed back to my mother's maiden name, Avento."
          "Saeylas Avento, I shall take note of that." Sarrion smiled, grateful that the boy seemed to be taking all this in stride. Apparently he drew from a well of inner strength all things considered.
          "Is there any way for me to see General Magelus?"
          "He's unfortunately involved in a serious matter that will demand his attention for the rest of the day," Sarrion began. "If you wish to have a message relayed to him, I'd be happy to assist you."
          "No, it's fine." Saeylas lowered his gaze, disappointment evident within his features.
          "You've done us all a great service Mr. Avento. For if it wasn't for you, our General would not have returned to us. If there is anything you wish, you have but to simply ask."
          "There are a few questions I'd like answers to," Saeylas stated slowly.
          Sarrion nodded his understanding. "And I will answer them as much as I am able."
          "The General mentioned he had a son -- he's not married is he?" Saeylas truly didn't think he was, but wanted to ascertain that as fact first.
          "He is not wed to his son's mother if that's what you mean -- they do not have that kind of relationship."
          "Okay," Saeylas realized he was going to have to come right out and ask what was on his mind. "Is he seeing anyone?"
          "Normally that is not a question I would have any right to answer. But given your situation I will be honest with you -- yes, there is someone special in General Magelus' life."
          "Tristtan," The name was out of his mouth before Saeylas could stop himself. It was a name that Luceus had remembered even while suffering through his memory loss, which should have indicated the person was very important to the General. And Saeylas recalled the exact words Luceus had spoken only that morning.
          "..it's time I got back to Allemantheia and Tristtan."
          "Have you met Tristtan as yet?" Sarrion wanted to know for it soon became clear the reason Saeylas was asking these questions. The lovely boy was either in love with the General or infatuated with him.
          "No, are you saying he's already here?" Saeylas felt his chest tightening. He was hoping to have a chance to speak to Luceus before he re-united with his love, but now realized that he was clearly too late. "Is Luceus with him right now, is that why I can't see him?" It took about every ounce of Saeylas strength to keep from breaking down before this man.
          "Not as far as I know." Sarrion cleared his throat before continuing. "Truly Mr. Avento, your energies will better serve you once directed on the matters at hand, including your professional future."
          "Please, I need to be alone," Saeylas lowered his gaze and did not raise them until after the man was gone.
          "As you wish," Sarrion realized the potential problems circling Saeylas but knew it was not his responsibility to get between the love triangle clearly brewing between Saeylas, Luceus and Tristtan. It's too bad the boy was already hung up on Luceus, for Sarrion would not have minded getting to know him better.
          There was a determined glint in Saeylas' eyes after Sarrion left his room. He waited several minutes before exiting as well. If he was to get to the truth behind the matter, then he'd need to speak to one of the parties involved. If Luceus was too busy to see him, then he's simply have to hunt down the elusive Tristtan. Saeylas would not give up on Luceus this easily. He'd wanted to be the man's consort but knew that the depth of his feelings would allow him even to settle for being his whore if that was the only option left to him.
OOO
          There was nothing but darkness, but Juleus knew he was awake. He was only slightly groggy with the ill effects of whatever his assailant had shot him with. At first he'd assumed the person had been trying to assassinate him, but from the uncomfortable position he was in, he knew he was still very much alive. One indication of his lucidity was the draft of cool air against his bare skin.
          Bare skin!
          His body jerked in an attempt to pull himself upright but he soon realized that his wrists and ankles were bound tightly. As he opened his mouth to scream, a ball gag was suddenly clamped into place. Juleus froze as horror crept into his veins. He was very much at the mercy of his captor, and he didn't know what thought was more terrifying -- not knowing who had done this to him or just what they had planned for him. His chest rose and fell as he breathed through his nose while his hands balled into fists. How dare anyone treat him like this! He was a well renown Commander within the High Elven special forces. He'd had every intention of letting his captor know this, except all he could do was mutter muffled curses against the gag in his mouth.
          Juleus stiffened against his bonds when he felt gloved hands upon his limp penis. The cold of metal encased the shaft before settling at the base of his balls. He felt the burn of humiliation stain his cheeks that his captor had just placed a cock ring on him. If someone was seeking revenge against him, they clearly planned to do so in a sexual nature. He supposed if he had a choice, he'd probably still prefer a sound beating than being sexually assaulted. When he began to hear the booted footfalls of the person in the room with him, a chill went down his spine. Unless someone had witnessed his capture, there would be no help coming. It was not unusual if he skipped coming into the office, and unless he was needed, no one would question his absence.
          The one thing Juleus had going for him was that his captor had kept him alive for a reason. Which hopefully meant they needed him that way, unless it was only so that he could be tortured at their leisure, and everything that had happened so far seemed to indicate that. He noted when the person stopped moving about and would have wagered a guess that his assailant was standing beside him once more as he lay helpless on the hard cot. He tensed, but it did not lessen the pain of the crop whip which suddenly struck him three times in succession right across the chest. His muffled protests grew louder as he once again struggled against his bonds.
          His chest dipped and heaved as he prepared for another string of blows, but none came, not for what felt like almost five minutes. Then once again, the whip swatted him on his upper thighs, mere inches away from his straining cock. Juleus felt his head begin to swim, unwilling to believe that despite the helplessness of his situation, his assailant had managed to give him a hard-on. He only wished he could see who tortured him so. But the person had taken every precaution from the tight leather that held him in place, to the opaque black eye mask. He knew the person was toying with him and the fact that he could do nothing about it infuriated him more.
Juleus gasped in utter shock when he felt the riding crop being rubbed across his rigid cock with brisk strokes. A part of him expected to be struck there, which he knew would hurt a hell of a lot more than being hit anywhere else. When a gloved hand pinched one of his hardened nipples, he felt himself shudder as he realized his assailant was attempting to heighten his desires. If his stiff cock was any indication, it had already worked. Soon, the gloved hand was replaced with the warm moistness of a soft tongue. Juleus' gasps sounded labored against the ball gag as his dick flexed back and forth against the smooth riding crop. His body was growing quite used to this attention, when suddenly it was gone. The absence of the laving tongue left his nipple wet and tingly and his cock ached for the attention of the riding crop.
          Alarm once again rippled through him when what felt like a pillow was being pushed beneath his lower back upon the cot. He didn't need the aid of his sight to know that this slightly elevated position had left his ass not only on display but much more accessible. When he felt those gloved fingers now slicked with oil pressing against his anus, he knew exactly what he was being prepared for. He once again began to struggle against his bonds as he realized that everything which had occurred up to this point had been merely foreplay and now this stranger intended to take him in a most intimate fashion. Juleus had fucked both males and females in his past, but never had he been on the receiving end. He liked to top, which meant his ass was indeed virginal and he would prefer it stayed that way. He knew the stranger must realize that his muffled moans could be interpreted as nothing other than protest. If his captor went through with this, it would be nothing short of rape.
          All too soon, Juleus felt the tip of a large fleshy cock-head at the entrance of his opening. The cot rattled against the floor with his attempts to get free. His head thrashed back and forth as the cock began to move forward. He could feel leather bound legs straddling him but could only assume his rapist had not placed his entire weight upon him due to the light pressure. It irked him to be taken by someone who was probably fully dressed while he lay there, naked, bound and helpless. He noted when his captor paused, and thought that the man intended to torture him again by making him wait for the full penetration. Instead, something totally unexpected happened. His mask was ripped off his face.
          Juleus' ice blue eyes were round as saucers as he stared at his assailant.
          Commander Brie!
          He'd nearly forgotten his predicament until Brie's cock was suddenly shoved into him to the hilt. He could almost ignore the initial pain as he realized Brie wasn't supposed to have a cock! He glanced down and quickly noticed the harness the woman wore around her crotch area that was equipped with a fleshy and life-like rock hard penis attached to it. He remembered when the woman had teased him about fucking him with a strap-on, but now realized that threat had become a reality. Anger once again began to rear up inside him, but was almost completely deflated when she grabbed his cock with her oil-slicked gloved hand and began to stroke him vigorously. He wished he had access to his mouth so he could tell his vile woman what he thought of her. But as she continued to fuck him, her thrusts began to hit his prostrate in the most sinfully delicious manner. Coupled with the tight fisting of his cock and he felt himself near bursting. He never thought that he'd enjoy being a bottom, but the definite pleasure he was feeling could not be denied.
          "Sorry, but you don't get to come this quickly," Brie stated in a breathy whisper.
          Juleus' eyes widened once more when she produced a tiny, clear plastic tube and immediately placed it within the small opening at the tip of his cockhead. She didn't slow her thrusts between his thighs, but all attention to his cock vanished after that. He hoped he managed to portray his intense dislike through his now freed eyes. It was clear she intended to torture him in more ways than one. He looked on, helpless as she began to fondle both his nipples while keeping a steady thrusting rhythm.
          The room was anything but hot, but soon the perspiration began to bead on his forehead and the rest of his sex strained body. The pressure building in his groin by his inability to release was fast becoming unbearable. The woman atop him was as devious as she was gorgeous. Her lustrous red hair was tied back in a tight bun, of a which a few loose strands sought escape. Her hour glass figure was encased in black patent leather that gleamed within the dimly lighted four by four room. Aside from a door positioned directly behind her, there appeared to be no other exits or entrances. And the only furniture in the room appeared to be the cot he lay on and a rolling table filled with various torture tools, including spare dildos. There was a huge black one that was twice the size of what she was currently fucking him with and he truly hoped she never donned that one.
          "You know why I'm doing this, don't you Juleus?" There was a slight smirk on Brie's lovely face.
          Juleus returned his attention to the torturous woman and wasn't necessarily surprised when she paused in her fondling of his nipples to remove the ball gag. His breath came in short gasps yet he answered her truthfully. "Luceus."
          "We found him, he's alive and well." Brie may not have been physically feeling anything from riding Juleus with a plastic cock, but that didn't mean that she wasn't sexually excited by the erotic picture the gorgeous Elven male presented. He lay bound before her, with his beautiful silver hair sticking to the damp areas of his skin provocatively. His eyes burned with their hatred of her, while his lovely pink lips were parted as if begging to be kissed. She glanced down to witness as the very life-like cock she wore disappeared in and out of his welcoming hole. She got the impression that he was not used to being fucked, and it made her realize that this was definitely the perfect punishment for him after all.
          "If ... If Luceus is alive, then -- why are you -- doing this?" Juleus was having difficulty concentrating on his words as she continued her sexual assault of his body.
          "This is the alternative, if through your actions Luceus had died, then you too would be sharing his fate," Brie began. "But now, I simply wish to teach you a lesson. One that you'll never forget."
          "You fucking bitch." Juleus moaned which seemed to defy his disdainful words.
          "Is that anyway to talk to the one who holds your pleasure at her fingertips?" Brie's finger tapped the tube that protruded from Juleus' twitching cockhead. There was a mischievous look in her eyes as she held his gaze. "I want to hear you say it."
          Juleus knew it was her intent to humiliate him. But he supposed he should be grateful that she'd decided to do so in private. She could have easily masked herself and employed the aid of one of her healer friends to record this incident and broadcast it to the public. It would lessen him in the eyes of his men and those that looked up to him should he have to resort to begging for his release. But at least she had awarded him the boon of privacy, and as much as it irked him, he realized he'd have no choice. He uttered the words she wished to hear, ever so softly.
          "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you," Brie continued her steady thrusting motion, seemingly unaffected by the energy it took to keep this going.
          "Let me come." Juleus swallowed hard, wishing there'd been a way for him to also swallow those words.
          Brie leaned forward, her face a mere few inches from his. "Beg me."
          Juleus grimaced with distaste before once again swallowing visibly. "Please -- please let me come."
          "Hmm, maybe another time." Brie pulled out of his body slowly before getting to her feet. She saw the forlorn look on his face and almost chuckled. She made as if to move away, surprised that he hadn't begun cursing at her almost immediately, but then she turned back and pulled the tube from his cock. He began to come instantly, as his cock erupted with ropey streams of his thick, milky essence. Fascinated by the amount of semen that had poured from him, Brie removed her right glove before dipping two fingers in the cooling liquid still coating Juleus' softening cock. She rubbed the viscous drippings between her fingers before sticking them in her mouth. She licked them clean within seconds then turned to lock eyes with his. "You taste good Commander."
          Juleus was not unaffected by her erotic actions, but now that his immediate need had been quenched he had to focus on the matter at hand. "Release me."
          "You think your punishment will be over this quickly?"
          "My men will be looking for me!" Juleus insisted.
          "Even if they are, they'll never find you. And I don't intend to release you until I'm good and ready." She suddenly moved to replace both his eye mask and ball gag. "Stay here will you, I'll be back soon." She chuckled, knowing those words would infuriate him. She wasn't sure how long it would take, but she intended to break this man. And when it was all over, he would call her master.
          OOO
Tristtan stood with Rosalinda on a balcony overlooking the sprawling cafeteria located on the second floor of the conference building. The late afternoon breeze rustled his blonde hair as his gaze took in the bustle of the city streets below. Luceus had departed less than an hour ago, but the meeting continued to repeat in Tristtan's brain. The General had held him close and kissed him before everyone gathered. It was a kiss that would signify to any onlooker that Tristtan belonged to him alone.
          Tristtan didn't like the fact that Luceus was leaving on a mission so soon after his ordeal. And while he didn't know the exact details of the plan, he knew that it dealt with his father. His mother was to also play a big part in this, yet he couldn't bring himself to bid her farewell before she departed. He was almost certain the reason Rosalinda had joined him here may have had something to do with that.
          "Your mother is risking a lot to see this through," Rosalinda glanced at Tristtan briefly before returning her gaze to the city skyline. "She may even serve some prison time despite her assistance."
          "Don't tell me you feel sorry for her." Tristtan spoke without giving Rosalinda his full attention.
          In truth, Rosalinda didn't want to feel sorry for Laeyla Stanhope, but a part of her believed that Traviis still cared for her, and if Laeyla was hurting, it would bother her brother as well. "Hey, she made her bed and now she has to lie in it. But, if what she has planned succeeds tonight, then we'll owe her one."
          "I'll owe her nothing, we'll be considered even." Tristtan glared across at Rosalinda and realized that his anger was ill-directed. He quickly amended that. "I'm sorry, I won't be very good company right now, not until Luceus returns."
          Rosalinda nodded, "That's understandable, I'll leave you alone." She turned and left the balcony, returning to the cafeteria, unaware of a young man that hid next to a potted plant beside the entrance.
          Saeylas stared at Tristtan from behind the thick leaves of the plant. He was grateful that none in the cafeteria who could see him seemed to be paying any attention to him, which left him free to observe this young man that apparently Luceus cared deeply for. He'd overheard the last half of their conversation and was able to pick up that Tristtan and his mother were estranged. He felt a stab of jealousy and pain as he realized his instant dislike of this boy. Saeylas would give anything to see his mother again, to have her hold him, and he wanted so desperately to be with Luceus. But here was Tristtan, who apparently had Luceus and a living mother that he only treated with disrespect. He'd wanted to believe this boy worthy of Luceus, but now he had serious doubts. He rose to his full height and before he could stop himself, he entered out onto the balcony.
          Tristtan instantly felt a presence behind him and assumed that Rosalinda had returned. "Forgot something?" He turned to glance behind him only to find that it wasn't Rosalinda at all. It was Saeylas, the boy who had dared to kiss Luceus and had held the man's hand as if for dear life. "You..." Tristtan couldn't help the instant frown that crossed his face when he realized the other boy was not smiling either.
          "I may not know all the facts, but I'm willing to bet that the reason Luceus was hurt and lost his memory, had something to do with you." Saeylas was hardly a confrontational type person, but for some reason he couldn't help himself.
          "You're right, you don't know all the facts. So why don't you just turn around and go back the way you came." Tristtan's frown deepened when he realized this boy with the purple tinted hair was spoiling for a fight, if only a verbal one.
          "You can't even deny it can you? And Luceus probably can't even see that if he stays with you -- you'll probably just keep hurting him."
          Tristtan shook his head. "Listen, I don't want to fight with you. I understand that you are responsible for saving Luceus' life, and I truly am grateful. I'm certain he will aid you as best as you can, and then you can start a life of your own."
          "No, we share more than that. During his recovery, we connected, on a physical and emotional level. Luceus means more to me than anyone else in the world."
          "I understand you have some issues, but what you need to understand is that Luceus is already taken, I am soon to become his consort."
          "And what are you to him now -- his whore?" Saeylas knew he was out of line, and when he saw anger flare in Tristtan's blue eyes, he knew he was in for it.
          Tristtan struck out without thinking and punched Saeylas directly in the jaw. He saw the boys' hand fly to the injured area of his face, his blue eyes wide with shock. "I'm sorry, but you have no right to this conversation. And you have no right to Luceus." Tristtan realized that he should have been the one to put some distance between them in the first place when Saeylas had first shown up. He decided to remedy that right now, and left the balcony, leaving the boy to his thoughts of turmoil.
          Saeylas felt the sting in his jaw but knew instantly it was not worse than what he'd suffered at the hands of Clovon. However, the pain was the least of his worries for he had to make a decision on this matter. He honestly didn't know what Luceus saw in Tristtan, for he was certain that it took more than outer beauty to make the General commit. Therefore, he'd have to learn more about this Tristtan in order to fight fire with fire. For he soon realized that he'd already made up his mind, and he wasn't ready to let Luceus go. If Tristtan wanted the General, he'd have to fight Saeylas for him.
OOO
          "I wish I'd known about this passageway the first time I came here." Luceus had been rather impressed that hidden behind a cluster of large flowers and bushes was a secret entrance leading to Stanhope manor proper. It was essential that they not be seen by either Reginaldd or any of the servants as they approached.
          "Yes well, unless you know where you're going, it's quite easy to get lost." Laeyla took a torch from a hook on the wall and lit it before leading her way through the musty narrow tunnel. "Reginaldd has a lover, if he's there tonight then this will have to be re-scheduled."
          "Although it's none of my business I am curious as to who would put up with him," Luceus stated as he kept pace with her.
          "Reginaldd can be quite charming -- when he wants to be. He thinks I don't know who it is, but I saw him leaving one day," Laeyla began. "I'm quite certain that Councilor Penole has been warming my husband's bed for some time now. He's almost like a younger version of Reginaldd. Penole's ambitions which have led him to be the youngest ever seated on the council may be what Reginaldd had hoped Tristtan to aspire to. I had half hoped their relationship would be able to thaw the ice around Reginaldd's heart, but it seems that the lack of closure where you father was concerned has left him unable to move on."
          "And you really think that this plan of yours will work?" Luceus had questioned it when they'd first discussed it but she soon made him realize that they had little options left to them.
          "It has to." Laeyla finally stopped moving forward and peered through a tiny hole in the wall before her. "We're here." She was able to make out Reginaldd dressed in his formal attire of the day seated at the stool located at the foot of his canopied bed. The canopies had been drawn back and from what she could see, he was alone. He appeared to be reading a book with the aid of the night lamp next to the bed.
          Laeyla glanced at Luceus with a determined look on her face. "It's time -- take your clothes off."
          Luceus rose an eyebrow in her direction. "You can't be serious."
          "Trust me, this will work." She didn't wait for him to comply before placing the torch in a nearby socket she began to divest him of his jacket. He eventually stopped her before completing the process himself. Soon, he stood wearing only a pair of underwear composed to tiny, black shorts. She stared at him ruefully. "Hmm, I always assumed Castanics didn't wear underwear."
          "I'm starting a new fashion trend," Luceus replied with a slight smirk on his face.
          Laeyla realized if she got to know this man better, she'd probably like him quite a bit. There was a lot resting on what he was about to do, and her only hope was that it didn't blow up in their faces. If she was to have any chance of rekindling her relationship with Tristtan or Traviis, this had to work.   "You're on, keep in mind if this works, not only will you have Tristtan back, but your reputation as a General will be restored. And Reginaldd will pay for his crimes. But, no pressure."
          "No pressure at all," Luceus replied with a wink.
          "Make sure to douse the lights when you go in and -- Good luck General." Laeyla truly meant that, for she knew he would need it.
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