I smiled as I recalled what happened with Olivia this morning. It was only a hand job, but fuck, I would be lying if I said it wasn't one of the best orgasms I have had in my entire life. The image of my cum splattered all over her body and the cute little frown on her face will forever be ingrained in my mind.
No. No. We can't. I can't. I had consciously been calling her "Princess" instead of her name to avoid getting too attached to her. She's the daughter of the Georian King. I can't fall in love with her. The Leader of the Kastran Nation will be furious if he hears about this. What would my troops think of me? Will they still follow me?
The Kastran Nation was a small prosperous nation located in the southern tip of the continent along the Dramadian Sea. The land we sat on was rich with resources that our people had extracted and traded with our neighbouring nations for centuries. It was never clear to me what exactly happened, but our long-standing trade deal with the Georian Nation fell apart, along with our peaceful co-existence. Within a few years, the Leader of the Georian Nation began leading his troops south, invading and occupying the land that belonged to us and our neighbouring nations. Their forces pushed progressively towards the coast, looting and ravaging everything in their paths. By the time the war ended, the smaller nations such as Kastra had been almost completely razed to the ground. The Georians, with large swaths of land conquered, styled their Leader as King, and renamed themselves the Kingdom of Georia.
I still remember clearly the day my village was set on fire by the invading Georian troops. I had hiked up the hill overlooking the nearby villages together with Leah and her annoying little brother who insisted on tagging along. Leah's family lived just down the street from my place. We grew up together, went to school together and got into all sorts of trouble together.
We sat under the tree and I listened to Leah complain about stuff. Something about something her mother said, another thing about her best friend whose name I no longer recall, and about how her hair looked ugly and frizzled in the dry weather.
"I think your hair looks good" I recall myself saying, and her rolling her eyes at me in response.
She stood up and pointed towards a house in the neighbouring village. "That's where Jordan lives!" she informed me excitedly. "Oh, what do you think he's doing right now?". My heart ached as I listened to Leah gush over how handsome and perfect her crush was.
"What's that?" Leah's brother interrupted, gesturing at the thick plumes of smoke rising up from our village in the distance.
"Oh shit. The two of you stay here. I'll go back and help put out the fires." I ran down the path leading back to our village. By the time I arrived, it was already too late. Every single building had been set on fire, not a single living soul was in sight. Dead bodies were strewn about. Fresh crimson blood flowed freely down the streets as the buildings burned.
I stood in front of my house, the heat from the flames searing my eyebrows as the fire raged on. I called out for my father and my mother, but there was no response. I ran down the street towards the well, grabbed a bucket of water and hauled it back towards my house. Most of the water had spilled out of the bucket by the time I returned. I tossed whatever remained of the water at my house and raced back towards the well. I kept going back and forth and back again, in my futile attempt to put out the fire. The sun soon began to set in the distance as the fire kept raging. My parents, Leah's family, our neighbours, everyone in our village was dead.
I hiked back up the steep path toward the summit, tears flowing down my face. I hid as I saw a group of Georian soldiers coming down the path. Once they had passed, I sprinted up the hill with every ounce of energy I still had left in me. It was already dark by the time I reached the summit. "Leah! Where are you?" I called out. "Leah! It's me! I'm back!"
"A-A-Arthur?" I turned around to see Leah's brother emerging from the bushes.
"Where is Leah? Is she ok?"
With a face full of tears, he led me towards the cliff and pointed. With my knees trembling, I looked down the cliff. Leah's lifeless body was sprawled motionless on a ledge halfway down the hill. She had fallen off the cliff while trying to escape from the Georian soldiers.
My knees buckled and I broke down upon seeing Leah's dead body. "NOOOOOO! LEAH! Nooo..." I hugged her little brother as we cried, mourning the loss of Leah and everyone we knew.
