~7~
The Keneenean princess made her way to the Temple of Ishka early the next morning, just as the horizons were beginning to fade from night to pastel pinks, yellows, and oranges. Her heart was thrumming as she recalled yesterday's impulsive wanton events, her skin grew warm even though the early air was yet cool. Ceshca knew that she had been reckless and stupid to do such a thing, letting her libido drive her emotions and her body, but then again she had not expected to discover a true partner out of the ordeal, a mate. Neo had been the gentler of the two men and the young woman had been drawn to his carefully thoughtful ways; her needs before his own.
"Leila, oh good morning Leila!" Ceshca geeted her Atlantian friend rather cheerfully, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes sparkled. Leila was praying her morning prayers to Ishka as well, and a few of the Atlantian gods.
"Good morning Ceshca, why are you especially happy this beautiful morning?" asked Leila as she rose from her kneeling position.
"I found a way to keep Stone away from me." answered Ceshca.
"Oh?"
"I gave up my virginity the other day."
"You what!"
"Yes, and it was magnificent."
Leila shook her head sadly, "Ceshca that won't deter the Commander. Maybe now he will persue you even more readily then before. And what of his right-hand, Jones?"
"What do you mean Leila, he wanted me because I was an untouched virgin, right?"
"Yes he did, but now you literally just made his raping you easier then you can imagine, if he ever get's ahold of you that is. Who was it?"
"It was Pita." returned Ceshca softly.
"Pita, your father's bodygaurd, Pita."
Ceshca nodded, "And Neo."
"And Neo!" blanched Leila, "You had them both. Ceshca." groaned Leila in a pained tone, she might have expected one or the other, but both!
"Well then I guess you will have two dogs trailing your six now huh." the Atlantian muttered, her voice was sarcasm amix with uncertainty.
"Mmmm." agreed Ceshca as she silently bowed her head and said a prayer to Ishka.
Leila waited for her friend to finish, then the tow women walked to Veshna's room in the southern archway.
"Veshna, come child we must go to breakfast." knocked Leila. It was the only time at breakfast that the two sister's had a chance to spend time with their father, unless he called them because he was always busy running the affairs of the kingdom.
Veshna opened her door, revealing a bright eyed young girl, she wore a skirt and a sleeved top.
"I'm ready." she said with a smile. Meadasha trailed behind them as they made thir way to the dining hall. Again Stone and some of the crew were seated at the table, Ceshca assumed Father was just being nice the last few days of the visitor's stay.
Everyone was enjoying the warm meal of oats, bread and juice. When a server stopped by Father's side, whispering into hs ear. Father grimaced, a look at tension crossed his eyes as he sat is goblet of milk down.
"Guests... daughters', I'm so sorry to have to leave you, but there is a dispute that I must help settle." he announced to the table as he stood up. He glanced lovingly at his two girls' then moved swiftly towards his thrown room. Everyone looked at each other, knowing that it had all been just for Father's sake that no one killed each other, in his presence.
Ceshca felt Stone's fingers reaching to pet her thigh, just as everyone had resummed munching. Her steely eyes looked up, without warning she launched herelf at him in a oncomming attack; knocking him back into the marble hard floors. On her first try she nearly cracked his skull on the merciless floors, stunned it took the audience a entire thirty seconds to move or make a sound.
"Ceshca no!" cried Leila.
"Pita!" Neo yelled, whipping his head around to where the guard stood motionless at the entry way. Stone had caught the girl's dagger filled hand seconds before he had struck the ground, it was apparent that he had all of the brute strength, yet still no one moved to assist her.
"Someone do something!" Neo nearly screamed.
"She started it." Leila said in a low monotoned voice. Humor was no where to be found in her words as she watched her friend's wrestling match. The knife made a horrible clanking noise as it hit the floor, Stone had nearly broken the princess's wrist in order to get the dagger away from his throat. Pita wanted to help, but Ceshca was his commanding officer and the princess, she only wanted assistance when she wanted it; she was a warrior at heart.
Her cry of pain echoed but Stone clasped her mouth closed with his massive paw. She twisted and writhed, attempting to dislodge the big man, Jones was trying to get in on the fight but couldn't with all of the flailing arms and legs. Ceshca managed to elbow Stone in the side, but he refused to let her go. His grunt of discomfort told her that she had buised him.
"Listen you little wench! I want you. I'll get you to tell me where the crystals are, even if I have to fuck it out of you." he muttered darkly into her ear, just loud enough for her to hear.
Snarling she thrust her head back and knocked him square in the face, a loud snap proceeded it as his nose broke.
"Ahhhhhhfuck!" he cried out, instantly releasing Ceshca in order to cup at his damaged face. He lashed out at her as she was making her escape, slicing her face with her own dagger.
