Authors note: This is second chapter of a long story based in medieval times. If you have not read the first chapter, I advise you to read the first chapter.
Warning: The story contains some themes of war violence and mentions of rape (no description)
Linus guided Icarus to the Izsak's camp.
"My Prince, that is the camp right there."
"Linus, I've told you a number of times, we grew up together, and when it is just the two of us you can drop the formalities."
"Of course, Icarus, now listen to me carefully. Princess Scylla should be arriving soon, Izsak has already gotten rid of most of his security and only has his two trustworthy guards. Tanisa's potion will take about few minutes to take effect. You will have plenty of time before Queen Dione's men arrive."
"There she is, that is Scylla, isn't it?"
"Yes, that is her."
"What's happening? Why are the guards leaving with her maid?"
"I am guessing the princess wants some privacy. This makes things easier."
"I prefer a cleaner war, but if this is what is required for my people, so be it."
"Good luck Icarus!"
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"Princess Scylla, you look beautiful. My eyes have been longing for your sight for so long."
"You are too kind Prince Izsak."
Spartan women were known warriors and could fight most men not Spartan, but Scylla was different. She was delicate as a flower, long wavy auburn hair reaching her butt. Her skin had a creamy complexion and deep dark eyes. Her smile was as pleasant as sunset. She was wearing long white robes suiting that of a princess, encompassing her slim body but showing the curves just at the right places.
"Where is your security my love?" Izsak asked.
"I couldn't risk, not yet. I could bring my only trusted maid."
"Don't worry my guards are"
"My prince, I feel safe with you. We don't need these guards with us for now. You can relieve them of their duty for now."
"Are you sure my love?"
"Yes, I am, and I believe these are your most trustworthy men. I have a reward for the trust you have in them. Matila will reward them tonight. They may have laid with many women, but no one fucks like a spartan woman." She turned towards the soldiers, "But I must warn, Spartan women don't get under a man they don't love."
The maids leave each take hands of the guards and take them away.
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A little away from the Izsak's tent, the two guards were enjoying the body of the only spartan woman they had ever been with
Matila was on her knees taking sucking cock of one of the guards while the other one was pounding her from the back. Both men grunting at the glory of ravishing a spartan woman.
She was enjoying her pounding while it suddenly stopped. The guard behind her collapsed on the side. As she looked up, she saw the second guard holding his neck trying to pull out the dart in his neck unsuccessfully as he too collapsed on the ground.
Matila got up in horror and was about to scream, as she felt a hand grip her body and her mouth covered with another hand.
"Scream and I will snap your neck." Icarus said.
The maid, still shook in horror, but held her nerves.
"I do not have much time and certainly not going to repeat myself, so listen carefully. I am here on a mission. Lucky for you, the mission does not require your death. In fact, you are more useful to me alive than dead. Now, If you promise not to scream, I am going to take my hand of my mouth. Nod your head if you agree."
Matila agreed in compliance. Icarus released his hand over his mouth and her body, not allowing her to turn. The maid was shaking in horror trying to control her tears.
"Take this," Icarus said as he placed a vial in her hand, "You will go in the tent and put this in Prince Izsak's drink. This isn't poison, you won't be killing him, that is all you need to know. Once that is done you will calmly walk out and stand next to this tree facing the tent. Understood?"
"Yes!" Matila replied meekly.
"I will be watching you at every minute. I told you I don't need to kill you, but it won't bother me much. The slightest hint I get of you defying my orders and you will an arrow pierce through your heart."
Matila's eyes popped in horror, but she nodded in compliance.
"Go now!"
Matila wiped the tears of her face and followed his instructions. She asked for permission to enter the tent. When she entered the tent, she found Izsak and Scylla cuddled up to each other on the bed. In the corner of the tent, she saw a small hole in the tent and eyes looking at her.
She poured them a drink and silently poured the vial in Izsak's wine, "My Prince, the finest wine from Spart," she said presenting him the wine. The prince not bothered to take his eyes from princes Scylla for even a moment grabbed the glass and began sipping the wine.
"Is there anything else I can do?"
"That is all Matila, thank you!" Scylla responded.
Matila walked out of the tent and took a bid breathe of air contemplating the act of treason she had just performed. She stood near the tree as instructed waiting for what net would happen.
"You've done well," she heard a voice from behind. She got startled and almost screamed but Icarus gripped her again and covered her mouth.
"Remember, no screaming. You've done what was asked of you, and as promised I won't kill you. But you realize you've done something terrible, if you wish to live you need to do exactly what I tell you. Nod if you agree."
Matila nodded.