Elunara put her forehead on Jordan's back.
"Uh, can I help you?" He tried to look over his shoulder.
"I just bitched out one of those annoying priestesses and I feel like I kicked a puppy."
Jordan's eyebrow rose. "What'd she do now?"
"Hid in my library while I had a consult. It was just a simple portrait, but it was still rude."
Jordan shifted and wrapped his arm around her. "Tell Grogek?"
"He's bitching out some new recruits."
"Ah." He shrugged. "But she still violated the trust agreement."
"I'm not sure I ever told them. I didn't expect them to take me up on my offer."
"Baby, they're zealots who think you have some kind of divine power. I'm surprised it took one of them this long."
"Ugh, I know." She wrapped an arm around his waist. "Well, with any luck, people will stop thinking you're gay."
Jordan shuddered. "Renwa I could understand, but Grogek? Ew."
"Oh, so you DO have a crush on Renwa."
"Oh, leave off. Renwa is my best friend. We've worked together for years. It's just more logical than... ew."
"More logical than what?"
They both looked over at Renwa.
"And can you two cuddle off shift?"
Elunara raised an eyebrow. "Are you commanding me?"
Renwa sighed. "Forget it."
She looked at Jordan. "He gave up on me once he learned it was just another challenge."
"Anyway, sir." Jordan dropped his arm, even though Elunara rolled her eyes. "We were discussing the rumor that I... ugh. Did that... with Grogek. It was always a more logical assumption that we... had an involvement."
"Ok, never give me those mental images again, or I will discipline the both of you."
"Still don't know what to do about my cult, though." Elunara sighed.
"Elunara, you're always in a pickle of some sort." Renwa sighed.
"Or at least have a pickle in me." She winked.
Renwa laughed. "That reminds me of the day that Zelinnia and I walked in on you, Grogek and Tulani."
Elunara furrowed her brow. "When was this?"
His eyes went wide. "I thought you knew everything. Well, I guess you were a little pre-occupied. You had Tulani on top of you, and Grogek had his face buried in the pair of your crotches..." He demonstrated with his hands.
"Ohhh, I remember that day. I don't recall the both of you walking in though."
"You know how Zel is, she gets embarrassed and it takes a steam train to catch up to her."
"She must keep you on your toes."
"No more than you do, except her mischief is not in public, if she can at all help it." He whacked Jordan on the shoulder. "I haven't decided if I'm envious or relieved that it's you and not me."
"It's a little of both." Jordan flushed. "The... uh, welcome to the family party was a sight to see." He turned to Elunara. "Tulani was a little confusing though."
"Nah, you did well. She's still working on how she wants to participate." Elunara smiled. "Just don't try to stick your dick in her, and everyone gets along."
Renwa stared at them both, eyes wide. "Tulani got involved?"
"She does from time to time. But, she doesn't like dicks. A finger, your tongue... she's happy."
Renwa sighed. "Ah, damn."
"What are you damning?" Zelinnia cocked her head to the side.
"The mass orgies at my house, want to came by and join some time?"
"Only if I get Tulani." Zelinnia sighed. She smacked her mouth and stomped her foot. Face as red as a beet, she turned and fled.
With a laugh, Renwa sighed and chased after Zelinnia.
Jordan and Elunara looked at each other before breaking into hysterical laughter.
"What's so funny?" Tulani cocked her head to the side and shifted her basket. She had Darguni by one hand and the leash wrapped around her waist.
"Zelinnia embarrassed herself again."
Jordan bent down and picked up Darguni.
"Ah." Tulani sighed. "She will never break that habit."
"It's Renwa's fondest wish that she doesn't." Jordan grinned
"Well, it IS adorable how her entire body flushes like that." Tulani smiled serenely.
"Does it now?" Jordan's eyebrow shot up.
"Oh, yes, every little part of her." She grinned. "It's very adorable."
Elunara unwound the leash and scooped up the kitty. "I can't believe you manage all of this at once."
Jordan hefted Darguni on to his shoulders, an act which brought the child much glee.
They followed Tulani to the house.
Tulani shrugged. "It was you who taught me strength." She yawned. "Though I figured I'd get Darguni down for a nap, and then take one myself. Eloise is pressing over time to get Zelinnia's dress and the wedding party fitted."
"How big is this thing?"
"Well, you and Grogek and I will wear modified versions of our wedding clothes. Jordan and Renwa were not sent formal wear with their new uniforms. We guess Stormwind didn't see fit to do so. Zelinnia's dress of course, and then some of the guards want new uniforms for it." Tulani yawned again. "We've been so busy."
"Do I need to take Darguni from now on?"
"Oh, no. Eloise likes to use him as an excuse to take a break. Though Yoona got loose and destroyed some work."
Elunara winced. "I'll pay for it."
"I already took it out of your funds."
"Good girl."
Tulani pushed open the door. "But it is Darguni's naptime, so I wanted to get him down. And tie up that nuisance." Tulani eyed Yoona.
"First thing tomorrow, I will start working her some obedience training into my day. Sabres are considered our friends. She will be a great companion for Darguni."
"Gods, you'd think I fucked his wife or something." Terry rubbed his sore neck.
Roger snorted. "No, he's much nicer to men that have fucked his wife." He stretched out and rubbed his back.
"Wait, men?"
"You're new, but you'll figure it out. Elunara, Grogek's wife is the... leading expert on all sexual encounters. You'd have a harder time finding a man who hasn't done something with that woman."
"You mean like a prostitute?"
Roger cracked Terry across the face. "Say that again and you'll get us BOTH killed."
"Dude, that was a bit harsh." Terry winced and rubbed his face.
"You haven't lived here. Don't pissed Elunara off, your life depends on it. The last guy got dagger through his skull, and another is the shit cleaner. The one with the scars? She gave those to him, while the entire town watched, and then dumped salt water over his head."
Terry snorted. "No way."
"Dude, I was there. I watched her shove a pair of knives down on his balls. The healers refused to heal him. That's why he looks the way he does."
"Fucking man hater." Terry winced.
"Not at all. If you keep her happy, man... she can give you the most amazing experiences..." Roger sighed. "Too bad Steve is sick today, he'd tell you."
"What else should I know?"
"General Grogek and General Jordan are both hers. So is the Draenei tailor, Tulani. The four of them live in a house with a half orc baby and a sabre cat."
"Wait, she's fucking two Generals and whoever else catches her eye?" Terry shook his head. "Ok, it was cute at first, now your bullshit is..." Terry watched in fascination as a Night Elf woman stood at the end of the ring, a sabre cat on a leash.
Grogek walked over and kissed her. "What's going on my love?"
"We're taking Yoona and Darguni up to the little park they cleared out. I'm going to work with them on obedience training. I'll be there if you need me."
He wrapped his hands around her waist and devoured her mouth. "I always need you." He whispered as he slid his hands down the back of her pants. "South Orchard?"