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The Ravaging of a Dh'oine	By : DarkLaraJade Category: +S through Z > Witcher 2, The: Assassins of Kings Views: 11491 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Witcher and Witcher 2. I do own Setsuna the main character as she is my creation. I do this for entertainment and not profit.

Chapter List
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Disclamier: Iorveth, the Scoia'tael, and Cedric are not mine but the female character is mine. This is done purely for entertainment purposes and not for profit.
The title is self explanatory; don't know why so many people hate Iorveth. He fights for a cause although a little hateful and he makes me cream my panties, he's so hot.
This story has a lot of explicit sexual content including gang bangs and a woman being used in helpless sexual situations. If that's not your thing, turn back. I also used some Elven language in here, so if don't play Witcher or Witcher 2 you might not know the lingo and be a little lost but you can always goggle it. The story still flows well regardless.
****Elven language/Elder language/Elven tongue- Anything written in bold and italics is Elven language being spoken as a conversation. The main character Setsuna does not speak this and has no comprehension.
Scoia'tael literally translates to Squirrel in Elvish.
Sorry I've been M.I.A. lately. I've been so busy. Been partying my ass off all summer.
So drunk, now. Going to finish this chapter. Sorry it took me forever. But I'm going to make it up to you guys, I promise.
Chapter 5 is an extra long chapter. Enjoy.
P.S. The only good sex is rough sex.
The Ravaging of a Dh'oine
By: DarkLaraJade
Chapter 5
Flotsam's tavern was dimly lit and carried a stale smell of old wood and fermented ale. The tavern was alive with laughter and jeers while the people of Flotsam gathered together to drink their sorrows away. This was the only place the people of Lobinden were allowed without quarrel.
Between the drink and the brothel there were enough distractions to keep the prejudice at bay. An uproar arose as a dice poker game went sour for Bendeck and his mates. The smell of sweat and blood could be found in the basement if you fancied a bare knuckled brawl or an arm wrestle.
Beautiful voluptuous whores painted with heavy makeup lined the walls of tavern and could be found anywhere throughout the inn. Their large pale tits were stuffed in ill fitted bodices while their legs showed underneath short tattered skirts. An outfit no decent woman would ever wear.
A heavy haze of smoke drifted about from tobacco pipes which only served to thicken the stale tavern air. No one of reputable means would be found there, only those who didn't want to be found. At the end of the bar, sitting on an old gray bar stool was Cedric.
Three empty pitchers of ale surrounded him and he was now onto full glasses of straight vodka. He had been there since he stormed out of his cabin at dusk. It was well past midnight and he still couldn't come to terms with what happened.
No matter how much drink he poured down his gullet, he was still torn in half emotionally. He was angry Setsuna stole from him and put herself in harm's way. Then she had the nerve to say she enjoyed being raped and a part of him was saddened because he was so damn in love with her and she had ruined the image of her he had in his mind.
She was so beautiful and sweet and angelic. Cedric took another swig of vodka in shame and pinched the bridge of his nose. A headache was beginning to form; a combination of intoxication and turmoil he was certain. Cedric tried to console himself but he couldn't.
He felt what happened to Setsuna was his fault. Even if she didn't die, her shattered innocence was too high a price to pay for his stupidity. The Elven hunter had a dream a week ago. He had dreamed about Setsuna running through the forest and wolves were chasing her.
In the dream he was chasing after them but he couldn't get close enough to save her and his bow and arrow were absent. He had to watch as the wolves tore her apart and she cried out for him to save her but couldn't get close enough no matter how fast he ran.
He seemed to be drifting further and further away the closer he tried to get to her. And then everything went dark. Cedric now knew it was a vision. Iorveth and the Scioa'tael were the wolves that tore apart Setsuna in the dream. Cedric felt so much guilt and rage for being so foolish.
Part of him knew he should have kept a closer eye on Setsuna after his vision but he didn't for some strange and foolish reason not even he could put together. He could list a great number of things: his trap building, his work as a hunter, his drinking, and his advising to the bastard Garrison about town safety from the monsters of the wood. None of it was an excuse.
He knew she was young, stubborn and impulsive and he should have kept a tight rein on her. Cedric swallowed down the last swig of vodka in his cup and slammed it on the table. Then he felt a womanly hand touch his arm. Cedric looked at the woman to his right through his drunken haze.
His tolerance was high; he wasn't drunk enough for the room to spin or to see double, but enough that his judgment was a haze of fog and smoke along with his slurring speech. Derae looked at Cedric with sultry brown eyes as she tucked her long brunette hair behind her pointed ear.
Cedric turned on the stool to face her and she placed her hands on his knees. Her light green blouse could hardly be called a garment. It was split all the way down the front and barely covered her breasts. Her breasts were a small D and Cedric stared at the deep valley of soft pale cleavage.
"Cedric", she said softly. Her tits wobbled gently as she shook her tits at Cedric playfully. Cedric jumped when he felt her place his hand on his cock through his leather trousers. "Cedric, how about I take you upstairs tonight," the sensual elf woman offered.
Derae was the most sought after Elven prostitute in the Flotsam. Her beauty was only outweighed by her sexual prowess. Although Cedric tried not to partake in whores, he would when he was lonely. Part of him wanted to settle down and be an honest man.
He wanted to come home to a beautiful woman every night and make love to her for hours on end. But he didn't feel like he deserved it with a past like his. He had been with Derae quite a few times and he was never disappointed. His cock instantly hardened from her soft hand and memories of hard rutting with the beautiful Elven whore.
But Cedric had enough excitement for today. The brave hunter gently moved Derae's hand and slurred drunkenly, "I can't tonight. I got to get back to….to…to Setsuna."
Derae smiled, "Come on Cedric. I'll give you a freebie. Come on, you know no one can fuck like elves. These humans don't know what my pussy needs. I want that fat prick inside me; want you to fuck me good and proper."
Derae then flashed Cedric her pale milky white breasts in the tavern. Such a thing was not uncommon and didn't even cause a commotion. She pinched her bright cherry pink nipples and leaned forward causing her breasts to hang and sway slightly in front of the hunter.
Cedric weakly shook his head, "I can't Derae. Please." Derae tried to pull on his belt and nearly got it all the way off as Cedric pleaded with her.
He then had a flash of Setsuna's ravaged body in his bed, and suddenly grabbed Derae's wrists.
The Elven woman winced in pain, speaking through gritted teeth, "Cedric….you're…..hurting me."
Cedric continued to painfully grip her wrists in his drunken haze and only released her when he felt her try to frantically pull way. When he released Derae she fell backward and onto her bottom painfully, a look of horror in her eyes. Cedric jumped up from the stool and tripped over his own feet. He quickly got to his feet in a sloppy way, apologizing the whole time.
"I'm sorry Derae. Sorry…so sorry….so sorry."
Derae brought up her arms to shield herself because she was being pelted with orens Cedric tossed at her from above; a poor compensation for his bad behavior. The handsome elf then stumbled out of the tavern and tried to make his way home.

Cedric's cabin was made of brown oak and it was obvious it hadn't had a good cleaning in years. Setsuna used some water that was left from the boiling pot and old soap to clean the cabin.
She cleaned the soot from the cooking pit and scrubbed three used pots clean. All the dust and cobwebs that had gathered in the corners of cabin had been swept away and she even made the bed she used earlier.
Setsuna was hard at work scrubbing the wooden floor when she began to feel sick. She was no longer in pain as the herbs had healed her splendidly, but she still felt as if she could vomit. She wondered if she had indeed been with child before she drank the herbs.
After eating some died meats and drinking a nice tea she had found in Cedric's cabinets her stomach settled. The wood that once was grey with dust was now the color of fresh brown wood. The heavy smell of liquor and dirt had been completely removed and she smiled at her accomplishment.
Cedric's home actually looked like a home again, but her joy was short lived. The buxom young girl was worried about Cedric. He had been gone for hours and he had not returned. She was tired and her body ached from cleaning all day as well as the "attention" the Scioa'tael had given her.
As the sun set and it grew dark, she lit candles in the lanterns around the room giving it a soft glow. Her small hands undid her waist cincher that was dirty with soot and mud from the river bank. Thick torn skirts feel to the floor and pooled around her small feet.
When she stepped out of her skirts, she had nothing on but her chemise. It was torn as well from the Drowner's teeth that tore her map and her clothes. She felt unclean and filthy in it so she too undid the laces of the garment and allowed it to drop around her feet.
Setsuna stood there in the nude. Her tan luscious body illuminated my candlelight which accented every inch of her with shadows and dancing light. Her high round buttocks moved sensually when she walked across the room to look through Cedric's cabinet.
He didn't have many clothes which didn't surprise her. Men did not have a need for a wide array of clothing. She found a simple white shirt with tightening strings around the neck and wrists. Cedric was much bigger than she was and therefore the shirt made an obvious yet obscene night dress.
It did not even touch her ankles and instead ended above her knees and no undergarments were to be found. Her huge tits could be seen clearly through the pale white fabric due to her tan skin and thick pink nipples. Setsuna stretched tiredly and climbed into Cedric's bed.
Part of her thought about going home, but the other half of her didn't want to be alone. She was still worried for Cedric who should have been home hours ago. She heard the bells sound earlier and she knew it was well past dusk, supper and bed time. A pin drop could be heard Lobinden.
As she drifted off into sleep, she heard a ruckus at the door. She tensed visibly, worried in her dreamlike state that it was Iorveth. Then she heard Cedric's voice. He was talking to himself in a drunken, slurred, and obnoxiously loud fashion. "Open fucking door. OPEN", she heard him say.
Setsuna sat up and climbed out of bed to help Cedric open the door. When she was just reach for the knob, the door flung open and Cedric stumbled in.

Cedric had managed to make his way to his cabin unaided. How he did so could only be explained by experience since this was a common practice for him. He stumbled slightly as he made his way into his cabin.
Then he pulled back with a start, he saw Setsuna's pale blue eyes staring at him with her delicate fragile features twisted in worry. He had momentarily forgotten in his drunken stupor that she was staying with him.
His eyes panned up and down her body and he realized her long soft legs were showing and the nearly sheer night dress she had on was his shirt. He could easily make out her entire bust in the candlelight even in his drunken state. Cedric closed his eyes and tried to regain his senses.
"Setsuna, why….why…..why you dressed that way?" he stammered in a broken sentence.
He saw her smile sweetly, "To get more comfortable. My clothes were dirty."
"Shouldn't look that way, in my house."
Cedric watched her eyes light up, "Why do you like it?"
Cedric was too drunk to lie, "Yes, I do."
Setsuna then grabbed his arm and pulled him gently to the bed. He sat down without a fight, confident she was putting him to bed. Then she got down on her knees and began to tug on his boots.

Setsuna was happy to know Cedric liked her attire. She always knew he was oddly attracted to her. When she would hug him she always felt a slight hardness in his pants. At first it bothered her; she had after all known him since she was a child.
But then she began to become flattered by his crush. Cedric was hundreds of years old and she was certain that his exploits with women mirrored his age. Cedric was a handsome elf and he could have any woman in Flotsam and Lobinden, if he so inclined. She knew because of the gossip among the girls in the village.
So knowing he had been with many women and the fact that he could have any woman, she began to take change her mind. Plus Cedric was always kind to her and when she began to become interested in boys, she always had eyes for Cedric. She was just surprised and oddly put off by the fact that the feeling was mutual.
She was now well over that, and the run in with Iorveth was enough to push her over the edge of childhood to womanhood. She looked up at Cedric from her kneeling position and noticed his glassy hazy eyes on her breasts as she tried to work his boots off.
The boots were on tightly so she had to use most of her strength to pull them from his feet. He sighed and wiggled his toes when his feet were unbound from their leathery confines. She then watched him fall back on the bed quietly, his legs still hanging over the edge.
Setsuna moved to sit beside him and then she noticed his belt was half way undone, "Who undid your belt Cedric, you're too drunk to do it alone."
"Derae. Wanted to give me a freebie."
"And did you?"
"No, you were all alone. Worried for you."
Setsuna smiled and decided to take advantage of the fact that Cedric was drunk, "Really you were worried? What's between you and Iorveth? How do you know him so well?"
Cedric shook his head as if he didn't want to talk about the subject, "Iorveth was my leader once. Long before Scioa'tael. When he was trying to make "the squirrels". I was one of the first recruits."
"What was it like?"
Cedric swallowed hard, "I was a bad man Setsuna. I hurt a lot of people."
"Why?"
"Because I hated humans once too. They killed my family."
"When you told me you saw Iorveth force himself on women before, you said you didn't stop him, why?"
"Because I did the same. I used human women when my need was upon me and Iorveth did so to hurt them. I didn't consider it the same then. I know now it made no difference the reason, I was no better than Iorveth."
Setsuna suddenly straddled Cedric and whispered, "You were a bad man once were you?"She said it enticingly.
Cedric quickly rolled her roughly over and smirked at her evilly, "You have no idea little Setsuna. Had I met you 400 years ago, you would have prayed wouldn't have."
Setsuna breathe quickened, "Cedric I want to know you, I want to know all of you."
Cedric's smirk then dropped from his face and he pinned her hands above her head painfully, "You don't what you're asking. Damn it, don't you know how much I love you? I've loved you since you blossomed into a woman. So innocent and sweet, I wanted you first. But I didn't deserve you. Do you know the things I've done, the things I've done to women Setsuna? I don't deserve your love. I don't want you to know me, I can't bear it."
"I want you to Cedric. I want you good and bad, give me all of you." She was begging in a quiet whisper.
Cedric removed one of his hands and undid his belt with ease. He then positioned himself between her legs forcefully and Setsuna wiggled her hips causing her short make-shift night gown to ride up.
Cedric stared at Setsuna's bare pussy in the candlelight and his breath became labored. He could make out her full pussy lips and protruding clit in the soft shadows. It finally dawned on him again that the night gown that rode up around her waist was one of his shirts it made him feel warm inside.
He wanted Setsuna but he was afraid to touch her. She was a fragile doll to him and she had been through so much. She then wrapped her legs around him in a sexy manner.
She smiled up at him slyly, her wrists still bound by his powerful hands, "I'm your prisoner Cedric."
Cedric's expression suddenly became serious, "Don't joke about something like that."
He then released her and rolled off of her quickly. Setsuna was shocked, "What's wrong Cedric? Please talk to me."
Setsuna rolled on her side to face Cedric and lightly touched his arm, "Cedric tell me."
"I don't deserve any love. Not at all."
Setsuna climbed back onto Cedric and undid the front of his trousers. Cedric fought weakly but deep down inside he knew he wanted her. His hands fell back against his sides and allowed Setsuna to pull his trousers down.
He knew he sizeable for any man. He was at least 7 inches long and 1 inch thick. He knew Iorveth well, he had even been friends with him. He shared strong drink and whores with him on more than a few occasions many, many years ago. However he knew he wasn't as big as Iorveth and a part of him hoped Setsuna wasn't disappointed.
Cedric lost his train of thought completely when he gasped sharply, feeling Setsuna's tiny smooth hands grip his cock. He bucked his hips and could feel his own precum leak from the tip of his cock. How many times had he dreamed of his?
Cedric groaned as he felt Setsuna place her mouth on his cockhead. Her tongue probed his pisshole greedily for more precum which she easily found. He whimpered when he felt more his clear fluid flow freely as he literally felt Setsuna trying to lick and suck the precum out of him.
"Setsuna, Gods that's so good." It was all he could say and he wanted more. He reached down to push Setsuna's head down but felt her forcefully shake them off. He was surprised by her tenacity and decided he would let her go at her own pace.
"Uhhhh Setsuna."
Cedric closed his eyes and Setsuna began to trace the underside of cockhead with her tongue. It was so sensitive and not even Daerae paid any attention to that area. He felt her tongue slide along the soft area underneath his cockhead and felt an agonizing feeling in his balls. He wanted Setsuna to ride him but if she wasn't going to do that, she could at least suck him.
He felt her slippery hot tongue make wet swirls around his cockhead and then she licked his cock thoroughly. Cedric closed his eyes tighter as he felt every tiny pink tastebud run along his cock. The girl of his dreams coated his cock with saliva and he shivered as her warm spit that engulfed him met the cool air in the cabin.
"Setsuna, please."
It was all he could weakly say. He opened his eyes and looked down at her. Her sultry blue eyes were half lidded and mouth was still busy licking his cock. She then reached out without warning and began stroking the bottom of his shaft with soft firm strokes.
He felt her hand wrap around the base of his shaft and the pressure made him feel like he could explode. Cedric had been horny for hours, especially after what happened with Daerae.
Between that and Setsuna's attentions he could barely take anymore. Then Setsuna jerked his shaft once and it was enough to send precum pouring out of his cock. He groaned in relief as the precum spilled from his cockhead and Setsuna's greedy lips sucked it up.
It did little to alleviate the pressure in his balls but he enjoyed the feeling none the less.
"Please Setsuna, fuck me."
She pulled her lips from his cock and smiled at him sweetly like she would follow through but then she locked her lips around his cockhead and quickly dropped her head down. Cedric arched his hips off of the bed and hissed with pleasure.
His hips quickly fell back to the bed, "Oh suck me Setsuna. You love this cock don't you?"
Setsuna responded by sliding the rest of his cock down her throat. He felt her gag momentarily and loved how it felt. However she quickly gained control and began to use her throat muscles to work his cock. He couldn't believe how good she was. Her tight throat engulfed every inch of him and he stared down at her in shock as she stared up at him.
Her face nearly purple with her exertions and her eyes forcing back tears. Setsuna's thick full lips fighting to keep their tight grip around his thick cock and small droplets of spit seeping from the edges of her lips and sliding down his pale skin. He had known Setsuna since she was a little girl and he never loved her more than he loved her right now.
Cedric then watched her close her eyes in concentration and begin to bob her head up and down. His arms were all ready at his sides and gripped the fur blanket underneath him until his knuckles were white. He prayed Setsuna sated him before he lost it. Her sucking technique was good but her skills weren't enough to get him off yet.
He looked down at her again and her blue eyes were closed with concentration. Her lips wrapped around his shaft while her hand did the same to base of his shaft.
Setsuna was on her belly and her body was twisted on such an angle that he could see her huge breasts resting on his thigh through the thin white fabric while her night dress had ridden up to show her round pert ass.
He felt her fighting to control her gag reflex as she choked more on his cock and he sighed in frustration. He then felt her reach down and grip his balls. Cedric sat still wondering what she would do. The slightest wrong move could easily hurt him. He then felt her roll his balls around gently with her hands.
They were undoubtedly swollen since he had been so hard and so ready to burst for so long. Even painfully so. But when Setsuna rolled them around in her soft hands, it relieved a lot of stress.
He felt her fingers rub his balls intently and massage his sac. He couldn't believe how naïve he was to think she was just a child. Setsuna was indeed a woman now and she was showing him how much of a woman she was. The handsome hunter then felt her take his cock to the hilt and quietly choke on his thick cock.
He could tell she was trying to figure out how to work him but it didn't take long. Her lips were sliding up and down his cock, maintaining a deep hard suction as she sucked him up and down with practiced ease. Setsuna brought her head back up until just her lips were around his cockhead and then began to work his sensitive cockhead with gentle licks.
And then he felt her drop her head down suddenly and quicken her pace. He could feel she wanted him to cum; she was just toying with him before.
Her soft thick lips formed a tight ring around his fat cock and he whimpered as Setsuna quickened her pace again. Her head was nothing but a blur as worked it up and down at a near expert pace. Cedric eyes rolled back in his head and he wished he could last longer but he was too drunk.
If he had any self control at all, he wouldn't have even allowed this to happen.
He reached down and forced Setsuna's head down as far as it would go and even thrust hips up, enjoyed the feeling of her gagging from the unexpected action.
Cedric felt his orgasm on the brink, "Come on slut. Suck me down, suck me dry."
He forced her head down again and this time he heard her trying to cough around his cock and he felt her throat open up even further. Cedric gave one final thrust and forced every inch of his cock down Setsuna's throat and came.
"Uhhhh oh gods, yes. Uhhhh. Ahhhhh", was all Cedric could say as wave after wave of orgasm swept over him.
He had not had sex in a while and his pent up release was overwhelming. Thick hot cum spilled out of Cedric's cock and down Setsuna's throat and he continued to fuck her throat as he came. Enjoying how her throat massaged his cock and enticed him to come harder.
He gave six heavy spurts before they died down. And then he removed his hands and allowed Setsuna to pull away.
Cedric instantly felt guilty watching Setsuna sit up and cough, gasping for air as if she hadn't had a breathe in eons. He could tell she tried to swallow all his cum down, but it had been a lot for any woman. As a result, a small amount ended up seeping down the corners of her mouth. The surprise in her crystal blue eyes was openly apparent.
"I'm sorry, Setsuna."
Cedric felt he owed her the apology without question. "I didn't mean it, I was just excited."
He knew it was a poor excuse. He sat up and reached out hug Setsuna. A sigh of relief escaped Cedric when she allowed him to embrace her in his arms like baby and cradled her.
He then covered her face with kisses, "Please say you forgive me."
Setsuna smiled up at him gently, "I forgive you. I was just….surprised. You didn't seem like the type to enjoy that kind of thing."
Cedric smirked, "There's a lot I enjoy that you don't know of little Setsuna."
Setsuna blushed a little, "I want you inside me."
Cedric shook his head, "But Iorveth and the Scoia'tael….you're still hurt."
"No no, the herbs took care of the pain and I'm almost completely healed. I'll be fine as long as you're gentle."
Setsuna looked away timidly, not sure if Cedric wanted to be gentle with her. Then she felt him pull her chin up so her eyes met his, "I'll never hurt you Setsuna. Never. I know this isn't appropriate but I love Setsuna Deluno. I love you. And I always have. I've been so afraid to tell you, afraid you wouldn't love me back."
"I love you too Cedric. I want nothing more than to be with you. You make me so happy." Setsuna smiled up at Cedric, "Fuck me Cedric, please."
Cedric stroked her beautiful blonde hair, "I'll make love to you."
He released Setsuna from his embrace and watched her sit up on her knees. Cedric stood and began to disrobe in front of Setsuna. She enjoyed watching Cedric reveal his pale muscular chest when he unbuttoned the front of his red and green vest and dropped it on the floor. His strong pecs and lean six pack flexed when the handsome elf undid his brown leather trousers and peeled them down his hips. Cedric's body was slightly marred with scars.
Some scars looked clean cut like blade and sword scars. When he had twisted to remove his trousers, she saw five symmetrical jagged scars as if a beast with claws tore into his back.
Cedric's dick was still hard and stood out at full attention. His round thick cockhead was red from the attention it received earlier and the pale shaft was slightly upturned and smooth. Cedric reached down and gripped the base of his cock, "This is my g-spot finder."
Setsuna was still on her knees in the bed still wearing Cedric's shirt. She gave him an inquisitive look, "What's that? A g-spot I mean."
Cedric smiled wickedly at Setsuna, "Oh my sweet, there is so much I have to teach you."
He then released his shaft and reached out to pull his large shirt off of Setsuna. Then task was an easy one since the shirt did not fit her at all. Cedric threw the shirt behind him and if floated carelessly to the floor.
There she sat, the girl he had longed to see naked for years and loved with every fiber of his being. Her beautiful face smiled at him, her pale wavy hair was still pinned and cascaded down her back. Cedric could see her long blonde waves pooling around her.
Her large supple breasts hung slightly and the bottom of her pendulous tits were so full and round they nearly overshadowed her edges of her arms, which were neatly tucked at her sides. Her taut stomach was viable just above her bare pussy and she smiled at him. She then fluttered her long lashes at him flirtatiously and climbed beneath his fur blankets. Cedric wasted no time to climb in with her.

Setsuna didn't want to be rushed, she wanted this to be perfect. When Cedric climbed in with her, he kissed her passionately. Their tongues swirled together in a whirlwind, their warm saliva mixing together as one. The kiss was loving and passionate and Setsuna moaned in Cedric's mouth.
He felt him climb on top of her and between her legs. She spread her legs eagerly, "Fuck me Cedric."
"No I'm going to make love you. How does that feel?"
Setsuna then felt Cedric's cock probing the entrance of her pussy lips.
She was nose to nose with him and she looked deeply into his eyes as she felt his cock head push past her lips. She was wet from sucking his cock, she had learned earlier from sucking off Iorveth and the Scoia'tael that she liked sucking cock.
It made her hot and Cedric was no exception. Setsuna reached up and began to stroke Cedric's sides. He wasn't rough like Iorveth; he was gentle and sweet.
Iorveth rammed himself inside her and Cedric gently probed and stroked her opening.
"Cedric please. Ride me, hard."
"No. That's not how I want our first time. Let me love you."
He then pushed inside Setsuna causing her to sigh and exhale gently. Setsuna closed her eyes and tried to focus on the feeling inside her. Cedric's 7 inches was only half way in and he kept moving back and forth in a gentle rocking motion. Setsuna enjoyed it at first, relishing in the way she could feel every inch of Cedric's cock.
The healing herbs that had been applied to her hadn't just healed her. They had tightened her to her original virgin elasticity, before she had been taken by Iorveth. His cock sent lightning bolts through her body and she squirmed a little.
Cedric's cock was stretching her open literally and she whimpered in frustration. It hurt slightly but tried to adjust quickly. The sensation was maddening, she wanted to be fucked hard and fast. She needed hard and fast.
"Cedric, harder."
"Shhhhh, calm down, I know I'm doing. Believe me. Remember I told you about my g-spot finder."
"Yes, what is th-", Setsuna couldn't finish her sentence.
Cedric's positioned himself a little higher between Setsuna's legs and his upturned erection began to rub her g-spot inside her pussy. Setsuna thrashed back and forth beneath him and opened her eyes wide with surprise. She could see a cocky smile plastered on Cedric's handsome face.
Setsuna dug her nails into Cedric's sides who didn't even wince at her tiny scratches, far worse things has torn his body. Setsuna could feel Cedric peeling her right leg off of him and she looked on his wonder as he threw it onto his shoulder. Her left leg was still wrapped him and she was slightly uncomfortable.
She didn't understand what Cedric was trying to accomplish. She opened her mouth to complain and Cedric read her mind. He reached out and covered her mouth with left hand and used his right to prop himself up. Setsuna was shocked; his grip was firm and gentle, "Humans are always in hurry. You don't want to be loved. Just fucked. You're an odd bunch."
Setsuna had never heard Cedric speak Elder tongue before. It was alien to hear him speak it as she considered him more human than Elf based upon his mannerism. It was obvious he said something he didn't want her to understand; had he wanted a response he would have said it in English.
His grip then tightened around her mouth, "I'll give you what you want."
He then smiled down at her chillingly, "You just won't be able to handle."
He then shoved himself inside Setsuna and screamed into his palm. Her leg was still wrapped around his waist and the other leg on his shoulder. Setsuna now understood this angle; Cedric spread her wide so he could fuck her deep.
Cedric began to gyrate his hips roughly and his upturned erection began to rub Setsuna's g-spot. Setsuna screamed into Cedric's palm and continued to claw his sides. Her pussy started to lubricate itself and more of her juices started to flow with every thrust of Cedric's cock.
Setsuna could feel Cedric's cock pulsating and his wide cock rubbing a soft sensitive place inside her that was foreign to her before today. Iorveth had found it first, and Cedric was second, but didn't make it any less magnificent.
Cedric was rubbing her g-spot quickly which was causing her to nearly reach orgasm. When she was close he stopped, and Setsuna's eyes snapped open. She felt her pussy juices leaking down her ass crack, a testament to her near orgasm at hand. Cedric's hand was still covering her mouth, so she couldn't complain.
But her eyes were gleaming with disappointment. Cedric still had the same cocky smile on his face and he then slammed himself fully into her. Her small petite body twisted under the taller muscular elf. Her tiny pussy was no match for his length or his broad cock but Cedric gave it to her just the same.
The handsome Elf hunter leaned forward and Setsuna's leg stretched painfully on his shoulder and on this angle he could slam every inch of himself into Setsuna. Setsuna squealed under his hand as Cedric forced every rock hard 7 inches into her and then wiggled hips hard to make her feel every inch of his length.
Setsuna could feel the tip of Cedric's cock inside her, rubbing a thin wall inside her. The thin wall told her the 7 inches was her limit and it made her shiver. When Cedric wiggled his hips hard, the 7 inches rubbed inside her and then Cedric began to pull back fully and slam into her with all his might.
Setsuna tried to force Cedric off, but she was helpless in the position she was in. She had no leverage of any kind. Setsuna squealed and whimpered but her pussy got even wetter out of natural impulse. Cedric's roughness sent shock waves through her and her pussy walls were clinging to him greedily trying to get him to cum.
The beautiful tan human heard his breathing increase, but he made no noises. The wooden bed they were in slammed hard against the cabin wall and had she been in her right mind, she would have wondered if they had woken all of Lobinden. The wood post of the bed creaked and rocked along with Cedric's powerful thrusts.
Then without warning, he pulled out of Setsuna and flipped her over. Setsuna was speechless at the transition and felt Cedric pull her ass up in the air and slam into her. Her wet pussy accepted his eagerly as she gripped a pillow and buried her face into it.
She then felt it being ripped from her fingers as Cedric tossed it across the room. She wiggled her butt impatiently, trying to get Cedric to ream her out.
"I want to hear you, Little Setsuna. You want me to fuck you? You want to rush me. Then you get it on my terms."
Cedric then grabbed her long blonde locks and pulled them firmly. Not enough to really hurt her but enough to pull her onto her hands and knees and firmly keep her in place.
"Did you not tell me to ride you hard? Well? Answer!"
"Yes, Iorveth."
"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?"
Setsuna hadn't been thinking. All the roughness reminded her of the woods. She truly loved Cedric, she hadn't meant to say Iorveth's name.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"
Cedric then pulled her hair harder and been to spank her ass cheeks hard while he was still buried inside her. The spanking hurt, a lot. Cedric took pleasure in feeling her full round ass jiggle with every slap her gave her firm backside.
He wouldn't be gentle, he would not marry a woman who was thinking of other men. He gave her six slaps, three to each ass cheek. When he was done they were turning purple on her tan skin and she was crying.
But he didn't care, "I broke bread with Iorveth, even called him comrade, even shared whores with him, I've even killed with him. But I won't share a woman I love with him. Understand? Don't ever mistake me for him again. We're nothing alike."
Setsuna shuddered slightly, "Yes, I know. I'm sorry."
Cedric accepted her apology and began to massage her punished ass cheeks with his strong rough hands. She moaned and sighed in pleasure and relief as the stinging dissipated in her Elf lover's hands.
"Ohhh that's so good Cedric."
"No, this is good."
He then released her hair and grabbed her small waist tightly. Setsuna felt Cedric roughly begin to slam into her from behind.
Setsuna dropped head and yelled, "Oooohh Gods Cedric. Fuck me. Ahhh yes, oh fuck that sweet little pussy."
Her massive tits swung beneath her as her whole body shook from the deep fucking she was taking. Cedric's gripped her waist tighter and began to slam her backward onto his cock to meet his thrusts.
Her tan round ass shook slightly every time it slapped against Cedric's pale hips. The two were covered in perspiration and the two rutting bodies were working in a feverish sweat. Cedric's deep grunts intermingled with Setsuna's loud cries of pleasure.
Setsuna whimpered because Cedric was so deep and rode her hard and fast. His cock splitting her open and bottoming her out. Setsuna grabbed the blankets underneath her and gritted her teeth. She could only grunt now from how deep she was being fucked and her body began to writhe around.
Cedric kept a firm grip on her hips, she wasn't going anywhere. Setsuna leaned forward slightly and her thick eraser head nipples grazed the plush fur blankets underneath her. Every time her massive tits swung underneath her, it now sent shock waves of pleasure through her nipples.
It was enough to make her cum . "Oh Gods Cedric, gonna cum."
Cedric knew this; he felt her pussy twitch and squeeze around his cock tightly like all the women did who came on his cock. They always came, always.
Her pussy gripped Cedric's cock in her orgasm causing him to cum too. She felt him shove himself into her as deep as he could go as he unloaded strand after strand of his thick heavy seed inside her.
Her pussy gushed and as her sticky wet juices mixed with Cedric's seed she was thankful for the herbs she was given earlier. Had she not taken them, she was certain Cedric would have impregnated her.
She was so wet her pussy made a slurping noise when Cedric pulled out of her. She slumped forward in exhaustion and watched Cedric cross the room and get clean cloths. He brought them to her with water and stressed the fact that he wanted to clean her up.
She smiled sweetly and began to think as her Elven hero and lover wiped her gently. He was nothing like Iorveth. She couldn't believe she had made the mistake of calling Cedric that murder's name. He was nothing like him. Even if he was a terrible person in his past, he was good person now. People can change.
Cedric only cleaned himself when he was done cleaning her. She was chilly so she slipped underneath the blankets. Cedric followed her shortly after, climbing next to her as nude as she was.
"You didn't have to, Cedric. I could've cleaned myself."
"I know my little Setsuna. But I love you and I wanted to."
He then kissed her lovingly on the forehead and his soft brown eyes portrayed a look of concern, "I hope I didn't hurt you. I know I was a little rough."
She smiled and blushed, "No. I like it rough. I found that out quickly today."
He then looked up at the ceiling and was vaguely happy the vodka had worn off. He had clarity now.
"Setsuna could you ever love a man like me?"
Setsuna could see the seriousness in his face. "I don't care that you're an Elf Cedric. I mean sure there is the prejudice. But I can handle it. Fuck anyone who doesn't support our union."
Setsuna immediately pursed her lips together; she wasn't the type to curse. But then again she did a lot of things today that she wasn't the type to do. Cedric didn't seem to notice.
"Well there is that and yes that really does need to be discussed. But what I mean at this moment is could you love a man with a past like mine?"
"What do you mean? I know you told me earlier you didn't deserve love. Why? What happened?"

Then Cedric began telling Setsuna a story that brought a chill to her spine.
About 400 years long before the settlement port of Flotsam existed, four elves traveled through the woods on foot. It was clear they were all warriors, they were all equipped green and black Endrega hide armor with bows on their backs and cutlasses on their hips.
Two of the elves, Calanon and Ainion, were young and the most inexperienced, but highly adventurous and equally as ambitious. Then the other two were the oldest, Iorveth and Cedric. The elf called Iorveth was like a father figure to the group, all the young elves in his troupe were orphans.
Although Cedric looked to Iorveth as a father, they acted like kin and blood brothers even though they did not share any parental lineage. Calanon and Ainion were two hundred years old. While Cedric was three hundred.
Although the three young elves had lived dozens of human lifetimes, they were still considered teenagers by Elven standards.
"Are we ready for an eventful night lads?", Iorveth said coldly.
He was the eldest and his exact age at that time was unknown by the group. He also had not gained the scar that was above his lip.
Calanon and Ainion raised their cutlasses and shouted, "We are the rightful Termerians. We do not fear the interlopers. For our ancestors, for our families. We will seek vengeance and cast the interlopers from our land and wash away their evil deeds with their own blood and tears."
Iorveth rocked back and crossed his arms, "I'm impressed lads. You're coming along nicely."
He then gently slapped Cedric's shoulder, "Are you sure it was the ship with the snake you saw?"
Cedric nodded, "It was in my dreams so yes."
Cedric had visions constantly; sometimes he hated to sleep. His visions often showed him terrible things to come. Terrible things that often happened to Elves.
When Iorveth had found Cedric he was just a boy. His family had been killed by humans trying to ethically cleanse the Northern region of Temeria for their own selfish needs.
It disgusted Iorveth how humans bred like rabbits and then needed to steal Elven resources because they couldn't control their humping.
At first Iorveth thought the dreams were just nightmares, but then he realized Cedric was having visions when the dreams came true.
He had started rounding up youths for the Elven cause long ago, but it was much easier to plan with Cedric's gift. Iorveth instructed everyone forward and they stopped on a ledge covered by trees overlooking a small port. The port was out of the way and he had gotten intel on the ship with a snake.
It was a slave ship and the insignia was that of notorious slavers in Kaedwin. There was always strife between Kaedwin and Temeria, the slavers obviously didn't want to be seen.
The four elves sat and waited for night fall as the ship approached. They watched a Temerian man with a small guard of four men stand on the shore.
The Temerian man was obviously a man of note based upon his rich and luxurious garb. The nobleman stood on the dock nervously and waited for the ship to dock. When the ship was secure, a small group of slavers in hoods came aboard the dock.
The head slaver was tall and shrouded in a black hood like the rest of his cohorts and approached the nobleman, "What's the password?"
"Kaedwini roses bloom in winter while Temerian roses cannot even withstand spring."
"Nobleman Baldour."
"Yes, yes that's me. And your name my friend?"
The slaver gave an icy stare, "I don't give names."
"Well it's obvious you're not one for formalities so lets get down to business. How is the merchandise?", the nobleman asked.
"Some of the best in Kaedwin.", the head slaver responded.
"And the women?"
"Like I said, I promise you the best Elven stock. The women and girls are young. Barely one hundred years old and they don't speak a lick of Elder tongue. You won't have a problem with this bunch plotting in that filthy language of theirs."
"I hope you haven't broken them in yet?"
The group of Elves on the ledge watched the nobleman lick his lips.
"I like that take on that task myself. I've paid a lot of money to keep this shipment quit. The elves here have been up in arms. They would try to have my head if they knew about it."
The slaver nodded, "I've heard about the revolts. Kaedwinis know how to keep our non humans in line."
The nobleman wrinkled his nose, "You mistake me slaver. The key word here is "try". They have no real power here. It's the unnecessary noise I could do without. And other benefits come with keeping it quit. I'll be the envy of all of my friends. When they visit, they'll undoubtedly want to find out where I acquired such comely Elf whores with no success."
The nobleman smiled to himself and his brown eyes gained a far off look, as if he was imagining the scene play out.
The slaver obviously didn't like the nobleman's tone and nearly spat his comment at the nobleman, "I didn't mistake you, Lord Baldour. What I meant was that the Kaedwini non humans including elves wouldn't even have the nerve to raise a ruckus. They've made peace with the fact that their chattel. And in terms of your friends, if they outbid you I'll be doing business with them from now on. I am a business man after all. Now, there is a matter of the rest of my payment."
The nobleman waved his hand passively but visibly annoyed by the slavers comments, "Oh do come now. I've no intention of cheating you. However I'll need to see my stock to verify of course."
The head hooded slaver looked annoyed but nodded, "Oh course. Your type never does pay without proper inspection. Pull all the slaves of the ship."
The motley group of slavers that stood behind the head slaver shrouded in black hoods and black clothing went to the ship. Cedric heard Iorveth tell him about the guards on the ship. He had counted six in total including the head slaver but waited to make a move.
Cedric and the other lads were anxious and all the talk of non humans had gotten them riled, but it wasn't safe. Iorveth said he needed to see if there were more guards aboard and he was curious to see "the stock".
The five slavers returned leading a group of chained Elven men and women. Each of them led a chain of five slaves. The slaves had iron rings around their necks that were secured by heavy locks and a heavy chain strung the rings together as to keep them from wondering astray.
The three slavers had a group of young Elven women and girls and two had a group of young Elven men and boys. The slavers pulled their chains and the poor elves choked and clutches the iron ring which of course provided no comfort.
"Line up, pointy eared scum.", the head slaver shouted.
The group did as they were told and lined up. The noblemen accompanied by the head slaver went down the group of 25 elves. The women were barely clothed with strips of cloth across their barely budded breasts. Only two had a C cup which was impressive for an elf woman.
Cedric felt sadness and even a bit a lust when he looked them over. A torn brown cloth with rigged edges was tied in a knot at their hips, mimicking a sarong like fashion. They were clearly cold and they shivered in their meager clothing in the cool night air.
Cedric felt sorry for them, it was fall and even his weathered skin would have caught a chill had it not been for his armor and long knitted sleeves.
The Elven women were beautiful and they had soft porcelain skin marred with dirt. The shortest was 4'11" while the tallest was 5'3". Cedric could tell they had been stripped of their clothing and given the same identical rags to wear.
Probably to show off their goods and strip them of the colors of their Elven township. This was often done to newly taken slaves to rob them of their sense of identity and make them harder to identity if they were discovered.
The noblemen looked them over cautiously, "They haven't been damaged have they?"
"No they haven't."
"They look dirty. Why? I don't touch dirty things. I'm hesitating on paying full price."
"Don't insult me! I'm a businessman! As you requested they are very young, they haven't been bruised or broken in and don't speak that fucking Elven language of theirs! Had to get rough with a few but that's to be expected. You know how hard it was to get these girls? Hot elves aren't just running around you know. They keep to their own and live close nit. They're even starting to form reservations on their own, even outside the towns and in the woods where they don't have to for safety. Had to go to ten different villages to find pretty young ones, even had to slit a few throats. They watch them like fucking hawks! And the men and boys fought like hell!"
The nobleman looked unmoved, "As I said, I'm hesitating on paying full price."
The head slaver unsheathed the sword on this hip and closed the distance between him and Lord Baldour. Before the nobleman or his guards had time to react, the head slaver sword was pressed against his fat belly.
The head slaver replied coldly, "And as I said, I am a businessman. But I will tell you now that I'm far more than just that. And I'll remind you this is a secret meeting and no one knows you're here. Don't think you're the only man that's ever tried to cheat me and I don't take kindly to it."
The head slaver pushed the sword against Lord Baldour's belly harder, "And I highly advise against it."
The nobleman looked around to see the slaver's men brandishing sharp Kaedwini swords fashioned from fine Kaedwini steel. They clearly outnumbered his guards. The nobleman gulped and threw his hands up while ordering his men to take a step back and sheath their weapons as they had also drew their own.
Lord Baldour smiled weakly and laughed nervously, "A test! A test dear boy! Just to see if you're as reputable as they say. Of course I'll pay full price. And I'll toss in this….this new trinket I just bought around my neck. Worth quite a lot. Now lets finish reviewing these fine pieces of Elven stock."
The Head Slaver never broke his steely gaze, but sheathed his sword and ordered his men to do the same. He only paid the kindness because Lord Baldour's men had done the same and he wanted to done with this wretched deal.
"Carry on, Lord Baldour. "
Lord Baldour tried to shake his fear and looked over the rest of the female elves.
"Hello sweet meat", he said.
A red headed elf with short hair was his target. It was cut in a short bob, unusual for an elf girl. She was one of the unfortunate girls with a larger chest and her delicate C cups nearly bursting from the brown strips that held them down.
A fat hand came out and squeezed her breast firmly. Tears filled her green eyes from his attentions. She tried to hunch her shoulders forward and twist a little but she knew better than to pull away.
Lord Baldour pulled her perky breast from the thin strips of cloth and began to massage her breasts gently. He then quickly pinched her nipple and twisted it painfully making her cry out loudly, drawing a chuckle from the nobleman.
He then pulled away from the red head and made his way down to the last few Elven women. A girl with dirty blonde hair down to her buttock was his next unlucky victim. Her breasts were barely a B cup so he didn't bother to touch her up top.
"Are you chaste girl?"
"Yes m'Lord", she replied shakily.
She also had green eyes and she biting her pink pouty bottom lip in fear. The fleshy hand reached out again and grabbed her nether regions underneath her ragged skirt. She squirmed and reached down to grip Lord Baldour's hand with her small fingers.
Lord Baldour fought to get his fingers into the young Elf's tiny pussy and she began to cry. It hurt because she was dry but then she began to pant slightly as he found her g spot. The little thing whined as her pussy began to lubricate itself and she squatted slightly and moaned hotly, still gripping his fat hand.
His fat fingers moved up her canal pressed against her hymen. He then withdrew his fingers quickly causing her yelp as he found what he wanted.
Lord Baldour then pulled a silk scarf from his robes and cleaned his fingers off.
He smirked at the little elf, "You're a hot one aren't you? Yes, you'll be my favorite if you play your cards right. All you women will be passed down in my family for generations. I will make sure you have the privilege of servicing me and all the good Noblemen of Temeria. My grandsons my even have you one day. I'll pass you down like a rite of passage into manhood."
The noblemen then went down the line to the Elven boys and men. They were between the ages of two hundred and four hundred. The younger boys were shivering with fear and cold while the men were badly beaten as they had put up a fight.
The lashes that bleed from the men's backs were apparent and they looked off into the distance in a detached manner.
"These are damaged."
The noblemen referred to the Elven men and boys like things. The head slaver crossed in arms in a defensive position.
"As I said, a little damage was to be expected. The men won't present you a problem."
Lord Baldour looked as if he was weighing the options. Given the display earlier he had no choice but to accept. He knew if he did not, he would receive a sword in his entrails. His pride was the only thing holding his facade of control.
"Yes. You have done well."
The noblemen addressed the men and boys, "And you shall be as important. No you will not be pleasurable live stock as your women. My family does not have that taste. But you and your children's children will serve the Baldour estate. Rejoice, for you could not have found a better master."
One of the Elven men looked up defiantly, "I am no slave. I am an Elf. And I will not bow before any man. I will die first or cut your cock from your between your fat fucking legs and shove it down your throat."
No one, not even the slaver understood Elder tongue, but they did recognize it.
"This one hasn't been broken."
The Head slaver was not one to be embarrassed, "Indeed he hasn't . TAKE HIS TONGUE."
Two of the head slavers men moved forward, one forced the strong brazen Elf to his knees. The Head Slaver stood in front of the fearless Elf that was on his knees.
"You are being defiant to your new master, Elf," the slaver yelled.
"My name is not Elf. My mother gave me the name Ciaran! I will die before I become any man's slave!"
The Head Slaver removed his sword from his belt.
"Then cutting your tongue is too good for you. I will grant you your wish. And send you to your filthy Elven Gods."
The young man known as Ciaran with long black hair glared hatefully. His strong muscular body exposed to the cold Autumn elements as his clothes were nothing but tatters. The lashes on his back were once full of dried blood and now healing into scars.
His wounds were only tended to because he was considered live stock.
Cedric and Iorveth could see the hate and anger in the handsome young Elf's brown eyes, "Let the Mother Goddess be Praised! Into her arms, I commend my spirit."
And then the young man closed his eyes. Iorveth could not stand it any longer. He had enough, humans destroyed his people and culture and robbed his lands. They would not make his people into slaves. His race was a proud one. And he would not let the humans forget it.
The Noblemen turned to the Head Slaver to congratulate him on making an example of the Elf. Just then an arrow pierced the Head Slaver's skull through his temple with a sickening thud. He dropped to his knees and blood poured from his eye sockets. A result of the vessels that had popped there.
The Noblemen starred in fear as blood splattered on his face and rich luxurious clothes. He was shaking; in the blink of an eye, rough battle torn Elves surrounded them and they had ran his men clean through. They were skilled and countered every swing of the Head Slavers men.
He watched one of them twist around and ram a sword through the chest of the hired slaver's men. He watched the hooded slaver spit up blood and part of his lung with it. The Noble men shivered and fell backward onto the ground as an Elf with a red bandana covering his eye lifted a sword to his throat; these were no ordinary Elves.
Lord Baldour looked around, everyone was dead.
"Who are you?" The Elf with the red bandana spoke.
"Lord Balour, of Southern Temeria, House of Radcliff."
The Elf smirked, "I am Iorveth. And the men behind me are my warriors. Tired of human tyranny."
Iorveth brought his sword down, "Where do you reside?"
Lord Baldour was too frightened to lie, "As I said in Southern Temeria. I have a manor there. Please I beg you, don't kill me."
Iorveth's voice was cold and unwavering, "Take me there."
The Noble man had no choice but to comply. Cedric, Calanon and Ainion went to work freeing the slaves. Cedric came to the brave Elf named Ciaran that would die rather than be a slave.
Cedric freed him from his chains and embraced him like a brother, "You are a brave man Ciaran."
Ciaran was grateful, "Put a sword in my hand and I'll show you how brave I am. I will defend every Elven man, woman and child from these monsters."
They traveled with the slaves on foot after they freed them. Iorveth ordered all the able bodied men with fighting experience to come with him along with Cedric and Calanon to Lord Baldour's manor. While Ainion was to bring women and the rest of the inexperienced captives back to camp.

Cedric stopped when Setsuna touched his shoulder, "You did the right thing. They were enslaving the Elves."
Her beautiful face smiled but Cedric did not return her smile.
"I'm not done yet."
Cedric looked up at the ceiling, "The elves who went back to camp became the Scoia'tael you know today. Their children and their children after that. They eat, sleep and breathe the idea of War for Freedom. But that's not what I meant, Setsuna. We went to Lord Baldour's home and found his family. He had a wife and two young daughters. Very young."
"What happened?"
"Tell me Cedric!"
"His wife was old and we killed her. They begged us not too. But we cut her throat while Lord Baldour and his daughters watched."
Setsuna looked at Cedric horrified; he still looked up at the ceiling unable to face her.
"And the daughters?"
"We…raped them. All of us. All nine of us that went. We killed every human servant and slave before we got to them."
Setsuna was horrified still and tears filled her eyes,"How old were the daughters?"
"Setsuna-"
"How old Cedric?"
"14 and 16."
Setsuna couldn't believe her ears, "They were so young Cedric! For the love of the Gods! How could you? Yes they were of marrying age but they were still innocent. And to kill the servants and slaves because they were humans?! They did not harm you at all."
Cedric did not argue and looked at Setsuna with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry. I told you I was a horrible man. I told you I did not deserve love. I have tried to repent. I have spent years trying to make up for what I've done."
Setsuna looked away, not sure what to think. All of a sudden she became cold under the blankets even though the cabin the warm due the warm summer night's air. Setsuna had to know.
"When? When did you leave Iorveth's side?"
"I'll tell you."

Lord Baldour's young daughters lay in the room of full of lavish silks and plentiful comforts. They each had a bed that was far too large for their slender frames and would be fit for any married couple. However the size of their bed only served to remind others of their wealth and the grand taste they had for spending.
The Elves that had invaded their father's castle had not afforded them the luxury of their comfortable bed. Their horrendous ordeal was carried out on the floor. Their mother's throat cut in front of them.
Their father hung until dead outside his own manor, his throat snapped by the noose that the Elven unit had hung him from. The girl of 16 was shivering on the floor naked while her sister of 14 did the same.
Iorveth smirked, "We should put them out of their misery."
Cedric looked at Iorveth and then at the girls. He had taken the one of 16. Although by Elven standards she was child, by human standards she was a woman. Lord Baldour was probably selling her to the highest bidder to find her a husband.
However he wouldn't touch the girl of 14.
"Let's let them go Iorveth. It's not right. They've suffered enough."
Iorveth looked stunned and then he laughed, "Hahahaha, Cedric has a soft spot the humans."
Cedric looked down at the girls shaking and rocking with fear, blood trickled from one of the girls mouths where they had been slapped.
"It's not that. Its just they haven't hurt us. I'd rather fight men than rape girls you know."
Iorveth wasn't fooled and stopped joking, "Let's talk outside, friend."
Iorveth pulled Cedric into the dimly lit hallway and vaguely Cedric heard the girls scream from inside the room. Gods only know what was happening to them. Iorveth had a bottle of Vodka in his hand and handed it to Cedric.
"Drink this, it'll make you feel better."
Cedric didn't drink and he didn't like the taste. It was acidic but he did as he was instructed and quickly found it took the edge off. Iorveth then wrapped his arm around Cedric's shoulder blades like they were buddies, "Now tell me what's wrong."
"Well this isn't right. I feel like well those girls are innocent."
"It's bad for morale if the men hear you talk like that."
Cedric felt a surge of bravado with the Vodka coursing through his veins, "Fuck the morale. This is wrong! I mean, those aren't soldiers in there. They're defenseless."
Iorveth was unscathed, "Really? Did you see how many Elven slaves they owed? Do you think they treat them with dignity? With respect? Do you think they speak up for the Elven slave girls their father rapes every chance he gets?"
Cedric was certain they didn't, "No they probably don't but we shouldn't kill them. We should take the supplies, gold and what ever able bodied Elves we can and leave this place."
Iorveth shook his head, "Their witnesses. I'm going to have to kill the girls and you know it. This isn't the first time we've done this old friend."
Cedric tilted his head back and emptied the bottle of Vodka. He then stood there and looked at the bottle in his hand distantly as if his mind was wondering.
"Yes. But they have never been this young."
Cedric was startled when he felt a hand on his arm, he looked back and it was Ciaran.
"You guys are missing it. What the hells going on here?"
He then ripped the bottle of Vodka out of Cedric's hand and tried to get a drink to no avail.
"Awww you drank it all. No matter there is more in the cellar. We can dump the bodies there and get some more before we leave."
The liquor got the best of Cedric, and he turned to Ciaran, grabbing him and throwing him against the wall. Cedric was a far better fighter than Ciaran in his older age and didn't even feel the dagger aimed at his throat until it was too late.
"No one is killing those little girls! I think we've done enough!"
Cedric felt Iorveth pull on his dagger welding arm hard gently. And between the vodka and his rage, he reacted violently. Cedric turned around and swung his dagger, slashing Iorveth above his lip giving him the trademark scar above his lip he sported hundreds of years later.
Iorveth stared at Cedric in wide eyed shocked and grabbed his lip; blood spilled from between Iorveth's fingers. Cedric too was wide eyed in disbelief, he hadn't meant to.
Iorveth didn't take insubordination lightly, "You want those whores to live?! So much so you would cut me?! Don't forget you made all this possible! We wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you and your damned visions."
Cedric hadn't thought about that, and recoiled at the realization. He also hadn't meant to hurt Iorveth. Cedric tried to reach out to Iorveth and apologize. Just then Ciaran used all his might to deal Cedric a blow between his shoulder blades with his elbow. The pain and force sent him to his knees.
Cedric did not fight and stayed down on his hands and knees, confused and angry about his reaction against Iorveth. Cedric tried to make amends, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Iorveth wiped the gash above his lip with back of his hand, "Yes you did. I can't have a man second guessing me. I'll tell you what I give you my word that I will let these whores live. But you're done here. If they die, you can stay. It's you're choice."
Cedric looked up at Iorveth with shock, how could he make such a decision?
"I won't say! You can't make me do this."
"You must or you both die!"
Cedric fell forward in despair and whispered, "Let the girls go. And I'll leave."
Iorveth nodded and cast him out. Cedric knew the girls would live; Iorveth was an Elf of his word. However he knew that in bargaining for the girls' lives his exile was permanent . Cedric then began wandering, hoping to find a way to repent for his mistakes against mankind and took to drinking Vodka to hide from his visions.

Setsuna stared at Cedric in bed, "So didn't really leave Iorveth. He exiled you! You're still Scoia'tael."
Cedric looked angry, "No I'm not. Scoia'tael didn't exist back then. And yes he exiled me. But I could have allowed those girls to die to save my own rank. I could have. But I didn't. I had a lot of reservations but I was afraid to speak up. That was the last straw. I wanted to tell you because I love you and I wanted to be honest with you. I understand if you hate me."
Setsuna exhaled deeply and shifted her position closer to Cedric and then snuggled against him as he pulled her closer.
"I don't' hate you. Just…surprised. That was quite a story."
Cedric had to ask her, before he lost the nerve.
"I want to make you my moon bride Setsuna. If you'll have me, I will be your stars."
Setsuna looked at Cedric oddly and reasoned this must be some weird Elven saying. Cedric saw her confusion and sighed, this was one of the downsides to having a non Elven woman.
"The moon is one the greatest forces on Earth. It gives light and controls the tide. The stars always parallel. Life cannot exist without it. They need each other like two people in a marriage need one another. Do you understand? You would be the center of my universe."
"I think so…."
Cedric sighed, "Will you marry me Setsuna? Will you be my moon bride? And I'll be like the stars. Always watching over you. Loving you near and far."
She smiled, "Yes Cedric I will marry you. And even with your past I love you just the same and do not judge you at all."
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