There was a huge war going on between two most powerful kingdoms of the medieval period. The Champan and the Sanato Kingdom had been eyeing each other for more than centuries and finally the two super powers clashed on the borders of Champan. Finally after waiting for few centuries, the Sanato declared war against her main rival, tripling whom, would result in total power dominance over the entire region extending from present Russia, crossing over China and India and on the west, extending up to the Atlantic Ocean, that is, everything except the present American region. That area was still not discovered back then. On the first day, the Sanato attacked the border guards by surprise and took over the region with ease, but by now, the news was spread over the entire region, so proceeding further would be a real challenge for the army.
The General of the Army was surprisingly a girl and under her influence lots of women also joined the army, working hand with hand to fight off the enemy. Morrigan was the name of the General, who was her late twenties, 29 years old, standing at 6'2" tall, of robust health. She was muscular but her muscles didn't make her natural curves dead. She was a brunette and without any doubts one of the sexiest women from the entire kingdom. Lots of guys tried to tie knots with her under holy matrimony or any other relation but she gently brushed all of them aside, because she was a lesbian. And another reason for her slowly becoming a lesbian was, guys from that time were dominant by nature and expected girls to crawl under their order. But she was a dominatrix herself, so she preferred to see young cuties doing everything they can to please her, how these kitties drool over her ass, begging for the permission to kiss it.
Morrigan was resting her tired body on the bed she made herself on the wet ground by packing hay together. Her people set a camp around her tent, so that she can rest by herself at a distance from the main army, since she preferred lonely atmosphere rather than hearing a bunch of people chatting among themselves. Just when she was able to close her eyes finally, she heard someone trying to sneak inside her tent. Her hands slipped at her side and pulled the knife out of the sheath almost from reflex and waited for the intruder to come inside. She finally saw someone of girly shape pulled the tent entrance curtain aside and entered the tent with slow steps. The moment Morrigan saw the person she was assured that the person was not at all someone skilled so, she was a little relieved and in one jump, she placed herself next to the intruder and placed the shiny edge of the knife against its throat, locking the hands by her strong grip, "Who the fuck are you, not some kid I hope!"
"Do... don't kill me please. I didn't mean to frighten or attack you, my lady, I promise." Someone with girly voice spoke out, stammering through each word. Morrigan pulled the curtain on the entrance of her tent aside and as the moonlight directly fell inside the other person's body, Morrigan saw a girl, barely crossing her 18th, standing under her grip, shaking with fear. Morrigan, smiled to see no signs of weapon on her hand or any sheaths hanging from her waist. She patted her tits, ass and also her crotch and then started to pat everywhere, searching for something meant to be hidden, after seeing no sign of anything suspicious, she threw the girl towards the rough ground beside her bed and slowly walked up to her own bed, sitting on it, with a frown above her long dark eyes. Morrigan yanked the poor girl's head backward, grabbing her hair tightly.
"Obviously not someone trying to kill me, and also not someone trained enough to be an army girl. Tell me who are you, or otherwise I will end up cutting this beautiful long neck of yours from the rest of your body." Morrigan ran her hands along her long neck, as she started to push the girl for her personal information. Morrigan was curious about the tiny girl sitting in front of her still shaking. She was okay for a girl but tiny in comparison to Morrigan herself, standing at only 5'7". Her tits were thrusting outward, pressing hard against the small light leather armor, she wore. The black hair covered most of her face, when she looked downward, searching for an appropriate answer, while staring at Morrigan from time to time, looking through her shiny pear like black eyes. Morrigan pushed her for information again, "Tell me, who you are cutie. I don't have all night looking at you trembling like a piece of paper inside a hurricane."
Seeing no other way to escape, she started to tell, probing Morrigan about herself, planning on being honest all the way. "Miss Morrigan, I don't know how to say this, but well you see I fell in love with you. Your legends spread all over our country sometimes even more than the legends of the Royalties. And you seemed so strong and yet tender, brave and someone who fights for her country and people whom she loved. So, when I heard you are setting off to fight the Champan army I wanted to help you with your conquest. I know, I don't have any skill in fighting or something related to war, but somehow I wanted to come with you, to know where you, to be at your side. To be able to well, worship you, Miss. I wanted to do all those things, so I managed myself a job as a cook at one of your ships that dropped us along the shore."
Thanks to the darkness that now prevailed inside the tent, since the curtain was preventing the moonlight to flood the inside of her camp with her shiny silvery light, which made it impossible for the tiny girl who was now blushing from blurting out all of her feelings for the strong lady sitting in front of her, to see Morrigan was trying her best not to burst out with laughter, hearing the childish emotional fantasy of the young girl. She placed her left palm on one of her tits and squeezed it firmly, while stroking her long black hairs and asked her again, "How old are you cutie and how did you manage to get these armors? I believe cooks aren't allowed to wear armors. And well you chose the lightest armor possible, I can feel your soft tit on the other side of the armor, and you thought you can skip inside the army and fight beside me, wearing one of these? "
