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Chapter
28: A Convenient Collaboration
�Yes, this is the last of the three
books I was looking for.� I know I had another copy of Fire and Faith once...�
Ah, well,� said Baladas politely when Alyssa handed him the books he had
requested, �Thank you for your assistance.� I will not forget it.� Would you
like to join us for dinner?�
�That would be lovely, thank you,�
replied Alyssa.� She was a little surprised by the change in Baladas�
disposition since she had returned.� Instead of eyeing her like a nuisance who
had little better to do than interrupt his studies, she found he was now quite
well-mannered and friendly.
�We still haven�t figured out
exactly how much of that spider centurion is magical and how much is
mechanical, unfortunately,� said Edwinna, looking disappointedly at the golden
contraption which now crawled slowly about the ground near her feet.� She
stooped to pick it up, turning it so that it now crawled in the opposite
direction.
�In their operation the Dwemer Animunculi
combined two incompatible principles, thus denying both,� Baladas added,
sorting through a sack of ingredients.� He set them out, placing a metal plate
over his open calcinator and firing it up.� He placed the ingredients on top
and began moving them around to keep them from burning.� Alyssa recognized sweetpulp,
bittergreen petals, saltrice, and scuttle.
�I didn�t realize you could cook
like that,� said Alyssa, watching him take out a pinch of fire salt and add it
to the sizzling mixture.
�Yes, it makes meals much more
convenient,� he answered, �I don�t have time to work with a full kitchen.� But
then again, I don�t feel like eating nothing but bread and scrib jerky for the
rest of my life either.�
�You should try his roasted
nix-hound in comberry sauce,� said Edwinna.� Alyssa smiled.� He seemed to have
a lot of ingredients on hand that she hadn�t seen before.
�Where do you get all of your
food?� she asked.
�The people of Gnisis deliver it
directly to my door.� It�s one of the more convenient things about having a
town built up around your tower.� I was annoyed at first.� But now they seem to
have learned their place.� Everyone here leaves me alone. That's how I like
it,� he replied with a pleased smile.� Edwinna sighed.
�If only I could be so lucky,� she
mused.
�You could leave the Guild.� There
are plenty of abandoned caves and towers around the island,� Baladas offered
helpfully.
�Oh, if only it were that simple,�
Edwinna laughed.� Alyssa watched her host stir their dinner on top of the
plate.� It smelled delicious, whatever it was.
�If you would like something to
drink, I have plenty of different beverages.� Help yourself.� Edwinna knows
where everything is,� Baladas offered.
�Thank you,� said Alyssa, walking
over to examine the bookshelves nearby, where she could see various bottles
placed.� Greef, mazte, cyrodillic brandy� skooma?
�How are things going for you in
House Telvanni?� asked Edwinna, taking out three goblets.
�Well enough, I suppose.� I�m told
that I should start looking for a patron,� said Alyssa.
�Hmm.� Unfortunately, there aren�t
many decent choices at the moment,� said Baladas, �You might be better off
working on your own for a while.�
�So I�ve heard,� said Alyssa with a
smile.
�What are your options?� asked
Edwinna curiously.
�Well, it seems that most of them
are bad tempered or insane� or a bit of both, I suppose.� At least, that�s how
Tiram painted them,� said Alyssa, �Only two of them seemed like they might
possibly be worth investigating further.�
�That sounds accurate,� said
Baladas.
�Which two were you thinking of?�
asked Edwinna.
�Well, Tiram seemed to think that
Master Aryon was the best bet, considering that I am an outlander and all.�
Aryon seems to have a fascination with some aspects of Imperial culture and
Tiram feels that he would be more amiable to having a Breton Telvanni woman in
his service.� He also seems to be the most politically ambitious though,�
Alyssa mused.
�Hmm, yes� with Aryon you will most
likely be sent on various missions to increase the standing of the House.�
Unfortunately, most of the other councilors are likely to ignore you in your
requests � they are more interested in research than politics.� Like me, they
prefer to be left alone.� I don�t know if Aryon conducts magical research of
his own, although he is quite well learned.� He used to be under the tutelage
of Divayth Fyr,� and he knows a quite bit more about restoration magic than the
average Telvanni, but I don�t think I�ve ever heard of any unique discoveries
on his part,� Baladas explained, �All in all, he�s not a bad fellow� at least
as far as Telvanni go.� He may suit you well enough.�
�Who is the second option?� asked
Edwinna curiously.
�Well, Mistress Dratha didn�t sound
too bad either,� Alyssa replied.� Baladas laughed.
�I can�t say I had many dealings
with Mistress Dratha, for obvious reasons.� She hates men, you see.� But this
does not immediately eliminate you from serving under her.� Go on,� Baladas
replied encouragingly.
�Well, she apparently only keeps
female retainers on her island.� And her research involves necromancy.� That
was all Tiram knew either.� He didn�t say what aspects of necromancy she
practiced and seemed to think I would be adverse to the practice, like most of
the Dunmer around here seem to be.� He seemed surprised when I said I didn�t
mind.� Really, what�s the big deal?� Wasn�t Uncle Edward a necromancer?��
Edwinna smiled and nodded in confirmation.
�I see.� I believe Dratha practices
necromancy in the context of medical research.� Aside from Divayth Fyr, she is
the oldest living inhabitant of Morrowind.� But she doesn�t look it � from what
I�ve been told anyway.� She uses necromancy to sustain her life, and I�ve heard
rumors that she is involved in disease research,� Baladas explained, scooping
the sizzling mixture onto three plates and indicating that his guests should
sit while he cleared off the table.� He opened a bottle of cyrodiilic brandy
and poured two glasses, looking inquisitively at Alyssa to determine if he
should pour a third.� She shook her head.
�I prefer shein, is that alright?�
she asked, biting her lip.� He nodded.
�Help yourself,� he told her,
seating himself at the table.
�I never did understand why
necromancy was banned on this island,� mused Edwinna, �Not that I have much
experience in the field, mind you.�
�I have a bit.� Speaking of which,
if you would like to stay the night, I should probably dismantle my skeletons
in the guest room,� Baladas replied politely.
�Skeletons?� asked Edwinna, �Wait,
I didn�t know you had a guest room.� Where is it?�� Baladas smiled.
�Why do you have skeletons guarding
your guest room?� asked Alyssa suspiciously.
�I kept getting thieves and such
snooping around my tower.� If they made it to my summoning room my pets were
usually enough to scare them off and I rarely had to do anything.� But thieves
naturally feel the need to pick any lock they come across, so I usually caught
them downstairs in the guest area, where I kept the doors locked, as well as
most of the chests and containers.� There isn�t anything valuable down there,
but I was getting tired of chasing them away.� So after I caught the same pair
a third time snooping about my tower, I threw them in the dungeon.� A few years
later, I remembered I had put them there so reanimated them and set them to the
task of guarding the very same rooms they were constantly disturbing.� It�s
ironic, really,� Baladas said with a casual smile, taking a bite of his
home-cooked meal, �Now they will spend all eternity preventing others from
making the same mistake they did.�� Alyssa stared at him blankly.� She wasn�t
sure what to think.� She was glad Malcus had enough sense to stay away from
wizards, being a thief and all.� Baladas seemed quite polite, yet spoke so
casually about killing and resurrecting these people�
�Ah, I thought I heard some strange
noises when I was walking the corridors the other night,� Edwinna mused
thoughtfully.� Alyssa stared at her.� She didn�t find this at all odd?
�Anyway, I can take them apart for
the time being if you would like a place to stay for the night,� offered
Baladas.� Alyssa bit her lip in confusion.
�Thank you,� she finally said.� She
wondered how many skeletons the other Telvanni masters kept in their closets�
or guest rooms, for that matter.
~*~
Alyssa couldn�t sleep.� Baladas had
dismantled the skeletons, and then set them neatly in boxes beside her bed so
that he could quickly reanimate them later.� But it wasn�t the skeletons beside
her bed that bothered her.� They made for quiet enough roommates.� It was clear
that this room hadn�t been used for many years.� There was a layer of dust over
everything.� Baladas had searched around for new sheets for the bed, since the
old ones looked like they had been gnawed on and were nearly threadbare.�
Eventually he just threw one of his own large velvet blankets over the tiny
creaking bed in the corner, leaving the sheets as they were.� She appreciated
the hospitality, but it was clear that he was unaccustomed to entertaining.�
Still, she could deal with a bit of idiosyncrasy.
What worried her was that these
skeletons were once common thieves, much like Malcus.� When she looked at them,
they stared back at her with their lifeless eyes.� She hardly liked to think of
him in such a state.� He had already been sent once to prison for thieving, and
now he was being made to go on a strange mission to atone for his past crimes�
a mission from which he might never return.� Tears filled her eyes and she
turned her head, the drops falling on her ragged pillowcase.� It had a strange
scent to it, perhaps of dust and decay.� It was an odd contrast to the huge
velvet blanket, which had a pleasant musky smell to it.�� She wrapped it around
herself tightly, inhaling its aroma.� It made her think of summer fields at
sunset, of moonlit walks by the lakeshore� of love and romance� her heart
caught in her throat as she clutched it to her tightly.� Her cries were audible
now, but as she clutched the cloth to her chest, her sobs broke and she drifted
off into a peaceful sleep.
~*~
�I didn�t know you had guest
quarters all this time,� said Edwinna suspiciously.� Baladas smiled, his red
eyes flashing.
�You could have told me,� she
insisted.
�You could have asked,� he replied
simply.� At this, Edwinna covered her mouth and giggled.� Baladas smiled back,
unlocking the door to his summoning room.� His huge daedroth was lumbering
about the chamber as usual.� He looked up when he saw them, throwing back his
head and growling as though pleased that they had returned.� The beast then
slunk into a corner and lay down between two potted plants.
Baladas ascended the stairs quickly
and set to examining his new books.� He seated himself at his study desk,
finally deciding on Chronicles of Nchuleft.� Edwinna settled on the bed.
�Would you like to read one of
these?� he asked her, looking up.
�Certainly.� I�m curious to see
what Fire and Faith is all about,� she replied.� Baladas stood, carrying
the book over to her.
�I used to own it.� It is a
translated account of Nchunak's travels among the various colonies of the
Dwemer.� It is a good account for explaining the theories of Kagrenac,� he told
her.
�Interesting.� Thank you,� she
replied.� Baladas nodded and returned to his desk.� They could spend hours like
this, in silent study.
~*~
Edwinna remembered her first visit
to Arvs-Drelen.� She wasn�t entirely sure if she was in the right place, but
the sign over the door looked accurate enough.� The hallways were dark.� She
hurried up the corridor, feeling slightly self-conscious in Alyssa�s fitted
purple dress with the amethyst amulet dangling between her breasts.� Alyssa�s
elegant shimmering footwear made a quiet entrance much more difficult than her
brown moccasins would have.� Clutching her books tightly, she came to a door at
the top and knocked.� No one answered, but she heard a low growl from behind
the door.� Bracing herself, she threw it open.� There was a huge daedroth
behind it, staring at her hungrily.� Quickly, she called out a spell, and a
plane opened before her as a huge dremora warrior emerged from the gateway.
�Wait!� Stop!� a deep voice called
from above.� Suddenly, a flash of white light flew over the room.� The dremora
disappeared back into oblivion, shooting Edwinna a menacing glare as he
returned to the plane of Mehrunes Dagon.� A sea of soft white lights fell about
the room, and Edwinna could see that her conjuration magic had been dispelled.�
In an instant, a middle aged Dunmer with dark red hair shocked white was before
her, looking her up and down with his glowing red eyes just as menacingly as
the dremora had done so.
�I�m� I�m sorry� Are you Baladas
Demnevanni?� she asked, glancing back at the huge daedroth lumbering away from
the pair.� The creature appeared uninjured.� It also appeared to have no
intention of attacking.
�Speaking.� What do you want?� he
asked, narrowing his eyes.
�My name is Edwinna Elbert,� she
told him, �My sister told me��
�Ah yes.� Edwinna.� Welcome.� The
daedroth is my pet, he won�t harm you,� Baladas told her, turning back to the
staircase, his disposition softening.
�He�s not a summon?� she asked.
�No.� I caught him as an injured
hatchling out in the grazelands near an old shrine to Molag Bal,� he replied.
�Fascinating.� Does he have a
name?� she asked, stepping closer to the beast.� Baladas cocked his head,
looking at her quizzically.
�No.� Should he have one?� he
asked, �I never have any trouble telling him apart from the others.�� Edwinna
laughed.
�So, I�ve been told that you can
read Dwemeris,� she said, following him up the stairway.� Suddenly she gasped.�
A large centurion sphere rolled towards her, steam flowing freely from its
golden pipes.� She looked at her host incredulously.
�How� what� how did you DO that?!�
she asked him, gesturing towards the automaton.� Baladas smiled.
�Centuries of research.� I built
him from scratch.� It is much more complicated to build an Animunculi than one
commonly imagines.� In the first Dwemer ruin I studied, someone had activated
the Animunculi guardians and although I was unable to make a proper study of
them, I was fascinated.� So I came to Vvardenfell to continue to study them,
dissecting the parts of them which are magical from those that are mechanical.�
Their construction appears to be linked to the Dwemers� ability to harness and
utilize the forces contained within the Earth Bones, buried deep within the
heart of the Mundus,� he replied.� Edwinna was awestruck.� She could hardly
take her eyes from the contraption.� She reached out to touch it, feeling the
smooth hot metal against her skin.� It was beautiful.
�I have dreamed of creating such a
thing, but alas, so far all of my attempts have been in vain,� she lamented.�
Baladas smiled.
�You look to be only a quarter of a
century old.� You haven�t had nearly enough time.� But since you are a fellow
scholar, I shall impart on you what knowledge I have,� Baladas offered, �I was
told you would be bringing me some books?�
�Yes, here they are,� she replied,
handing them to him, �I brought all of my excavation reports as well.�� Baladas
looked pleased.
�Wonderful,� he said, taking them
over to his study table, �I will need to sit down with these at once.� This
isn�t going to be a precise science, mind you.� Several years ago I found a
book with writing in both Dwemeris and Aldmeris.� Since I am a scholar of the Aldmeris
language, I was able to decipher a bit of the Dwemer runes.� However, even in Aldmeris,
many Dwemer terms remain uncertain.� The verb tenses do not match up precisely
either.� I cannot make it exact, but I will attempt to do a rough translation.�
In the meantime, feel free to make yourself comfortable.�
Edwinna could hardly contain her
excitement.� Fishing into her bag, she took out her notebook so that she could
take notes on the fascinating steaming contraption rolling about before her.�
There were years of research to be done in just this single room.� She sighed
happily.� She was glad she had taken the time to get away from the Guild.
Baladas was a hospitable host.� He
left her to her own studies for most of the day, allowing her to poke and prod
at his mechanical constructs to her heart�s content as he set to translating
the text of the Egg of Time.� Later that evening he invited her to share
dinner with him, creating an interesting but agreeable meal of spiced scuttle
wrapped in hackle-lo leaves.
�I can translate some of this,� he
told her, gesturing to the book on the table, �Your book appears to be Bthuand Mzahnch's
refutation of a popular theory from Nerevar's time.� Several of the Dwemer
believed that using the power of Lorkhan's Heart involved unjustifiable risks.�
The Egg of Time summarized many of Bthuand's arguments against this idea,
many of which are quite compelling.� I will share my notes with you when I am
finished.�
�I don�t know how I am ever going
to thank you,� Edwinna replied happily.� Baladas smiled.
�It�s quite nice to meet a fellow
scholar.� Refreshing, really.� You seem to truly share my interest in the
Dwarves, so I will tell you a secret:� Sneak into the Gnisis Eggmine.� I heard
they made a most� unusual� discovery recently,� he said with a wink.� Edwinna
gasped.
�What kind of �unusual discovery�?�
she asked, �They didn�t stumble across any more underground ruins, did they?��
Baladas only smiled silently in reply.
�They did?!� Sometimes I wish I
could be out in the ruins again myself.� Most of the time I�m so busy I have to
send others out to do the excavation work for me.� But I miss walking the paths
of the Dwarves.� It�s an almost spiritual experience.� Surreal, really,� she
sighed.� Baladas cocked his head, examining his young guest intently.
�We could go there tonight,� he
replied finally, �The ruins are nearby and thus far unexplored.� Who knows what
we may find?�� Edwinna looked at him incredulously.
�I would love to,� she told him.�
She could hardly contain her excitement.� He stood, searching his shelves until
he came across some potion or another.� He blew on it, attempting to dust it
off on his ornate ruby robes.
�The guards are not letting anyone
inside at the moment, but that shouldn�t be much of a deterrent.� How are your
skills of persuasion?� he asked, returning to the table.
�Good enough, I suppose,� she replied
with a shrug, curious to see what he had in mind.
�This will help.� We shouldn�t have
any trouble at all,� he told her, uncorking the bottle with a subtle smile.�
Edwinna laughed.
�Telvanni bug musk,� she sighed, �I
always did love the smell of this stuff.�
�Everyone does,� he replied simply,
handing the open bottle to his guest with a wink.
~*~
Edwinna was quickly becoming in awe
of her new host.� The tunnels through which they were now traveling were dark
and winding, and she had to hurry to keep up with him.� They hadn�t had much
trouble persuading the guards to let them enter, as Baladas had predicted.� He
kept a hooded cloak over his face, insisting that he did not want to advertise
the fact that he was not presently at home in his tower.� They came to a tunnel
filled with water and Baladas turned to her.
�We will have to swim,� he told
her, �But it isn�t far.� I can see the light on the other side.�� Edwinna
sighed.
�My sister is going to kill me if I
ruin her dress.� I suppose I should have brought some of my more functional
robes, but I wanted to look presentable,� she explained.
�I�m flattered,� Baladas replied,
cocking his head to the side as his glowing red eyes washed over her, �If you
don�t want to wait for your robes to dry, you can always take them off and put
them back on when we reach the other side.� I can go on ahead, if you would
prefer.�� Edwinna�s face flushed, but she knew it was good advice.� Her host
was mesmerizing.� Was it the musk?� She doubted it.� Her heart had been beating
faster ever since she arrived in Arvs-Drelen.� She had never met anyone like
this man before.� Suddenly, she was glad that her sister had lent her such fine
clothes.� She nodded in agreement, slipping off her dress and stepping into the
shallow water as he departed.
They neared the end of a tunnel and
Edwinna could sense a strange heat welling up from behind a worn cavern door.
�Ahh, I believe we have arrived,�
Baladas said, opening the door and stepping inside as he gestured for her to do
the same.� Edwinna gasped.� She could hear the faint ticking of machinery and
the creaking of old brass and iron cogs and pipes.� There was a worn table to
one side of the chamber, and a few boxes.� Down a stairwell she could see a
bubbling lava pit.� There was a single centurion sphere in a corner, but it
appeared to be dismantled.
�Ah well, I suppose I�ll just have
to continue examining the one in your study,� said Edwinna with a grin.
�I�ve made a few improvements to
that particular model,� he said, �It might be nice to bring back a few pieces
of an original for a comparative study.�� Edwinna nodded, noticing a dusty book
sitting on the table.� She picked it up, surprised by its well-kept condition.
�� It�s so� pristine.�
It�s in better condition than many of my own well-read texts, I�m afraid to
say,� Edwinna smiled.
�Since many of the books and other
artifacts in Dwemer ruins rarely show signs of wear or age, I believe that the
Dwemer knew of a preservative effect, perhaps a device still active which
denies or controls the Earth Bones governing time and decay,� Baladas replied,
peering over her shoulder at the tome.
�Hmm� this one appears to be
written in Dwemeris as well,� mused Edwinna, tracing the elegant writing with
her fingertips.
�Indeed.� Here, let me see,� he
offered, �Divine Metaphysics, it is titled.�� He took the tome from her
and sat, settling back against the cavern wall, his robes flowing about him.�
Edwinna watched him for a moment, his long red braid falling over his shoulder
as he stooped over the book.� In addition to being polite and well-learned, he
was also very attractive.� It was too bad she had not met him earlier, she
thought.� It would have saved her a lot of trouble in the Guild, what with all
of the gossip going on regarding her and Anarenen.� She picked up another sheet
of dusty parchment and gasped.� It appeared to be the blueprints for some kind
of Dwemer airship.� She laughed out loud.� This could be the discovery of a
century!� Yet here it was, laying out right in front of her.� She made a mental
note to share it with her host once he finished reading.
�This is tricky,� Baladas
confessed, still pouring over the manuscript, �This volume appears to have
several interesting theories about how to bend the Ehlnofey or �Earth Bones,�
but I am not entirely sure I understand it myself.� Come here.�� Edwinna placed
the blueprints in her robes and sat down beside him.� Baladas handed her the
text and pointed to a passage.
�See, this word translates to
something like �fire,� which could mean �destruction.� Conversely, �fire� in Dwemeris
could possibly mean �forging,� which may have more to do with �creation� than
�destruction.�� Hence, I am not certain whether this passage contains
instruction or warning.� Perhaps after another century or so of study I might
have a better answer for you,� he said apologetically, �I can try to construct
a more thorough translation when we return to my study and I can consult my
other references.�� Edwinna ran her fingers along the text.
�It�s amazing,� she said finally,
her voice nearly a whisper, �All of this � everything here is amazing.��
Baladas smiled pleasantly.
�The effect never diminishes,� he
whispered quietly, moving closer as he watched her pour over the manuscript.�
Edwinna could smell the intoxicating scent of the bug musk on his body, and
could feel his warm sweet breath on her neck.� She shivered, leaning in closer
so that her back rested against his chest.� She sighed, breathing in heavily as
she rested her head back against his shoulder.� He made little protest, and
reached one arm around her body as she turned her head to gaze into his deep
red eyes.� His red and white hair was pulled back neatly and his glowing eyes
were examining her in an almost ravenous fashion.� Taking her chin in his hand,
he brought her lips delicately to his mouth.� She moaned softly, pressing
herself tighter against his body as she reached up quickly to untie his robe,
causing him to jump slightly in surprise.� He had a strange musky taste to him,
and she found it exhilarating.� Laughing softly at her unbridled enthusiasm, he
took the spread book from her hands and closed it carefully as he continued to
kiss her.
�� We wouldn�t want to
damage any ancient texts, now would we?� They are irreplaceable, after all,�
Baladas scolded with a grin.� Edwinna paid him no mind, kissing him fervently,
shoving him back against the cavern wall.� He laughed softly, easily regaining
his balance.� He must have known how badly she wanted him, so why was he
waiting?� The desire was killing her.� It wasn�t like she had centuries to bide
her time as he did � she wanted him NOW.
He set the manuscript safely to the
side and pulled her roughly to her feet, reaching one hand behind her to untie
her dress.� In response, she pressed against him eagerly, once again nearly
forcing him backwards.� He laughed out loud.� There was an amused but wicked
gleam in his eye as he took the neck of her dress in both hands and tore it
smoothly downwards to expose her curvaceous figure, running his nails sharply
along her back as he did so that she let out a sharp cry.� Grinning evilly, he
ran his hand through her hair to pull her head back, forcing her to kiss him
deeper still.
�Patience,� he whispered
seductively, �There�s no need to rush the exploration.�
Edwinna moaned freely now and her
cries reverberated in the empty halls as he pressed her back against the cavern
wall.� Her shaking hands were still trying to untie his robe but he let her
struggle, pulling her hair aside as he bit tenderly at her exposed neck and
ears.� She pressed against him softly, but he held her tight, running the nails
of his free hand over her exposed flesh and marking her body as she cried out
in pleasure.
�Quite remarkable,� he whispered,
letting his eyes wash hungrily over her trembling flesh.� Edwinna knew full
well she had no willpower left to stop things now.� Every fiber of her being
was in heat and she needed release... desperately.
Baladas suddenly released her from
his grasp, only to have her once again press her lips and body fervently
against his own.
�Are you always this enthusiastic
in your research pursuits?� he smirked, pinning her arms tightly behind her
back. He brought his lips down her body, teasing and biting her exposed flesh
as she squirmed in his arms.� She moaned and pressed her breasts towards his
lips, while grinding her wet hips urgently against his thighs.
�Your work is incredible,� she
breathed, �All of it.�� Captive in his embrace, she felt she would come at any
moment.
Whispering a short incantation,
Baladas ran his hands softly along her exposed skin, smiling as her moans grew
louder and she continued to squirm, growing more and more aroused by the
minute.
�What� what are you doing to me?�
she asked breathlessly.� Without speaking, he released her, bringing his hands
before her eyes so that she could see the glowing sparks flowing softly from
his fingertips, creating eerie shadows along the walls.� The crackling blue
energy made an eerie contrast to the red light illuminating the room from the
lava pit below.
�Do you like it?� he asked, his
voice soft and deep.� Running his hands down her spine and hips, he anticipated
her body�s reactions as she shuddered and moaned.� In place of a reply she
kissed him with fervent abandon, finally succeeding in freeing him of his
robes.
�I want you,� she told him between
sighs.� He grinned evilly.
�Be careful what you wish for,� he
replied with a wink as he pressed her against the cavern wall.� She wrapped her
arms around his neck and ground her hips into his thighs.� Now that he was free
of his robes, she could see that the rest of his dark skin was as smooth as his
face.� He was ageless, well-built with a slender frame.� His neatly combed red
and white hair was starting to come undone, falling about his dark pointed ears
in an alluring fashion.� His red eyes observed her hungrily, burning brightly
in the dim light.
Edwinna was lost in a sea of
passion.� If she had ever felt like this before, she couldn�t remember it.� Was
it the musk?� She doubted it.� She only knew that she wanted this mer, wanted
him more than anything could ever remember wanting before.� Waiting, teasing,
enticing� it was torture.� But he was more than happy to oblige her desires.
Baladas lifted her against the
cavern wall, supporting her weight against his hands as he slid smoothly into
her.� She cried out, keeping her arms wrapped around his body to support herself.�
He brought his lips close to hers.� Blue sparks flowed softly between them as
he took her mouth in his.� The electricity coursed through her body and she
found herself lost in a swirling mist of exquisite pleasure.� He was channeling
the energy through her somehow, using the magic to entice her further as the
sharp tingling sensations raced across her skin to the most intimate areas of
her body and soul.� Just when she felt she could not take any more of this
strange rapture, her body erupted into spasms.� She broke away desperately,
shrieking wildly as he held her tightly against the cavern wall.� Her cries
echoed across the empty halls in a resounding eerie vibration.
Baladas released her gently from
his grasp, supporting her by the waist when he noticed that she was shaking too
badly to stand.� He turned her around, pressing her facedown on the nearby
table so that she now supported herself effortlessly on her forearms.� Arching
her back, she pressed her hips towards him eagerly as she tried to turn her
head to see the exquisite vision behind her.� Baladas ran his nails slowly down
her back; leaving sharp red marks on her skin as she moaned and arched back
further to facilitate his entry.� The echoing calls of her cries filled the
small chamber, drowning out the hum of ancient machinery and the low bubbling
of the lava.
Edwinna was losing all control of
her senses, her legs rapidly losing strength as her muscles shook
uncontrollably.� Baladas noticed and grasped her by the hips, flipping her so
that she now rested on the table, her body still shaking.� He kissed her,
watching her eyelids flutter as he pressed mercilessly onward, testing the
limits of her endurance. �She reached up, running her quivering hands over his
soft dark flesh as he smiled down at her tenderly, reaching his hand between
her thighs and allowing his fingers to stroke her delicately so that she cried
out in delight, her body stiffening as another orgasm tore through her body in
violent waves.
He held her thrashing body close to
him, throwing his head back wildly as he finally released into her.� His
once-neat hair had come completely undone by now, and flowed around his dark
face like a red mane. �The heat from their bodies was almost too much to bear,
but still he leaned forward to kiss her, his hair falling about her face as he
wiped the sweat tenderly from her brow.� He kissed her again, holding her
paralyzed in his gaze.� Her whole world became the beating of her pulse, the
depths of his eyes, and the throbbing fullness inside of her.� Another spasm of
ecstasy consumed her and she swooned, her vision darkening.
When next she opened her eyes, she
found herself in Baladas� arms as he laid her out gently on his bed back in Arvs-Drelen.�
She thought she had felt the slight tingling of a recall spell, but her senses
were dulled.� She yawned, looking up at him with awe and tenderness as she
rested against his bed.� Baladas gazed down at her with a warm smile.� He had
dressed, and her gown was folded neatly beside the bed.� The book and
blueprints were arranged on the table and the room was lit with soft flickering
candlelight.� Setting down two goblets, he ran his fingertips softly over her
bare skin so that she shivered with delight.� He took out a bottle of flin and
set it beside the bed.
�Now we can really celebrate,� he
said with a wink.� Edwinna�s grey eyes opened widely.
�You�re not serious,� she replied,
her voice cracking.� Her body was still vibrating from the heat of his touch.�
He brushed a strand of hair from her eyes, turning her face gently towards him
as he kissed her softly.
�Oh really now?� Never
underestimate an ancient wizard,� he smirked, sliding his fingers inside of
her.
~*~
Edwinna blinked.� All of that had
been months ago, yet whenever she thought of it the memory still brought
shivers down her spine.� She turned a page of Nchunak's Fire and Faith,
lying back leisurely on Baladas� velvet-lined bed.� Everything was perfect
here.� She never wanted to leave.
�Having difficulty concentrating?�
Baladas asked, looking up from his studies. Edwinna blushed, realizing she was
only on the second page of her book.
�Of course not,� she replied,
turning another page quickly in protest.� Baladas laughed softly.
�It seems that the Dwemer of Kherakah,
the most learned people in the world who studied Kagrenac's words and gave
consideration to their place in the life to come, simply are not on your mind
at the moment,� he said.� She shot him an icy glare.
�Are you sure Alyssa is going to be
fine down in that skeleton-infested guest room of yours?� Edwinna asked, trying
to change the subject.
�Why?� Would you rather I invite
her up here to sleep with us?� he asked.� Edwinna glared again, rolling over
away from him and returning to her book.� Baladas laughed, turning back to his
studies with a smug grin.� Soon, they were both lost once more in the world of
ancient books and forbidden knowledge.
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