The Dragon Ring
Book Two.
Uurf 01
The fork was half way to my mouth with the breakfast sausage when the ring began to tingle. I could feel the warmth in my finger as the green stone glowed softly.
Just as sudden and unexpected was the man who walked through the wall. I sprang defensively to my feet, knocking my chair down.
"Greetings," said the stranger. He had a blanket like fabric split at the centre about his shoulders, a broad flared violent purple skirt and a wide brimmed domed hat which he swept from his head as he bowed.
"I am Magus, Ringkeeper of Kallifonai"
I looked to his hand; there with a soft green glow was a silver ring like my inheritance from my unknown father.
A surge of hope matched the adrenaline making my heart beat even faster. Here was hope of news of who my father was, news that would fill my need for origin.
I looked to Sissy; she was standing calmly, as if she were receiving expected guests.
"Welcome and greetings my lord Magus, Ringkeeper of Kallifonai." She gave the slightest of curtsies.
"I am on a quest and I seek the help of this world's ringbearer." He bowed in my direction.
That there were other rings was news, but that there were other worlds was unexpected and hard at first to grasp.
"Join us at table, would you like breakfast?" Sissy indicated a chair in the middle opposite us.
"Thank you no, but I would partake in a little wine."
I turned to the cool cupboard set into the keep's inner wall.
"We have a sharp white or a sweeter red?"
"May I have some of the red if it pleases you?"
I took the bottle and a goblet and set it on the table and set my chair right.
Sitting I asked, "What of this quest, how may I help?"
"Wait my husband, give him time to settle," she chastised me.
He poured a healthy draught of the wine and took a sip.
"Hmm, nice vintage," he remarked. "It concerns the world of Uurf, one of the five worlds of expectation, the ringbearer there is ineffectual, he has given control of the ring to others who only value its intrinsic beauty and rarity. For three generations now, order has been lost and the Chaotic Lords been loose on the world. For three generations the ring has been used as a keepsake in a glass display, we must rescue it and deliver it to a new line."
He took another sip of the wine.
"The world is strange and chaotic to a stranger's eye, they have metal machines that fly, carriages that need no equininy, small boxes that let them talk across the wide world. Many are the wonders of this world; they have delved into the secrets of the gods. Daring to uncover the inner workings of many things."
"They must have great magic to do these things!" I was astounded by what I heard; my magic was feeble compared to this.
A smile crossed his face. "No, you misunderstand me, the magicians there are pale imitations of themselves, they perform tricks for reward and admiration, they are of no heed. It is those who command that they sieve the flesh of mother earth to make these magical machines, and imbue them with the powers that the gods took to create the universe around us. They have so educated the peoples that they are blind to the conditions they endure, with neither understanding nor knowledge of any other way, our greatest challenge will be from the Biderbeck grouping, who have corrupted the natural order with their infection of fiat monies. If they learn of our intentions then will the problems come."
I listened with growing puzzlement; a small tribe had captured the mind and souls of their world? There was no ringbearer to stand against them
I looked at Sissy, the alarum was hidden in her face, my conscience was pushing me forwards, but my heart looked at Sissy's face and restrained me.
"Sirrah I would ask time to consult with my wife and Queen on this. Give me until the morrow and you shall have an answer."
"Of course of course, take the time you need. There's a lot for you to understand and consider."
"Thank you for that consideration, shall we prepare a chamber for you?"
"Thank you no; I am but a step from my own."
He drew out a stick and waved it in a circle. "By the power of the ring I bear may a way to the world of Kallifonai be opened to me."
A small black circle expanded on the wall, with another bow and flourish of his hat he stepped through and was gone.
I looked at Sissy, the silent pleading in her eyes.
"I will go with you," she proclaimed. "I shall appoint a steward for the lands and join you on this venture."
This was the last thing I expected and the most obvious thing for her to say. She knew the venture appealed to me and that the lure of finding out more of my mysterious father would draw me into it. But if I take her and lose her, some accident or battle... it didn't bear the thought.
"My love, I would fear for you at every step were you to come. I could not think freely if my concern for you was paramount. Though I love you dearly for wanting to share the adventure I must beg you no."
She wrapped her arms about my neck. "And what if you were to go and not come back? We have not even sired a child that you may be remembered through. I see the meaning and wisdom of your words but I want to deny them."
"Then shall I decline?"
"No that would be the worst state. You would forever wonder about the venture and it would be a slow seeping poison between us. I would be an encumbrance and the seed would grow there till the vine strangled us. You must go and I must bear it"
My heart surged and I placed my hands to her head drawing it to a kiss.
She whispered "Shall we see if we can seed a baby tonight?"
She stayed with me for the most of the day; it was like when we were on our journey. She touched and fondled my body, stroking my hair, rubbing my back or holding my hand. She fulfilled the dreams of love that most men don't even dare have.
I spent time holding her as well, standing half an hour to her back with my arms around her waist with an occasional teasing of her breasts, while we gazed out over the kingdom from the battlements.
We had dried fruit with a honey dip for supper, and as I took her to our bedchamber I thought there was melancholy in her gaze.
Immediately we entered she snared my waist and kissed me.
As I replied letting passion reign, she unbuttoned my shirt and took her hands to my bare back, smoothing it as the kiss drew us deeper.
My hands pulled the blouse from her skirts and I pushed it up to the strings of her bustier, loosing them. She stopped and pulled the blouse over her head pushing the bustier down to free her breasts.
As the nipple was unveiled my mouth was on it. If it was hard when I tasted it, it became harder still as my tongue teased it's tip and twirled around it.
She lay her head to mine as my hands found work with the fastenings of her skirt.
When my mouth sought the other nipple, she pulled my head to kiss me, then started on my belt.
With our half our clothes around our feet she guided me to the bed. We fell together and I held her to the top of me, my manhood pressing into her groin, as I felt her hard nipples on my chest.
She lifted as I pushed the bustier down over her hips, taking the waistband of her knickers as I met it.
She worked it free of her feet, her squirming pressing my penis between us.
Her hands found my hips as she grasped my under garments and pushed them down, tight along the length of my rigid member. She hunched her back as they reached my knees, and I felt the warmth of her lips meet my head, slowly sucking it deeper till she played the underside with her tongue.
I leaned up and caught her shoulders pulling the left side round that she might straddle me and let me feast on her juices.
At the first touch of my tongue she moved to take more, with her lips sliding down till I was fully encompassed by her soft wet mound.
I ran my tongue back and fore along her lips till they were fully open to me and my tip just touched her clitoris. Her legs squeezed as she gave an involuntary shudder, and as I was released my lips enveloped her erect clit, with my jaw moving side to side teeth lightly rolling it.
I felt her hand around my root working my skin as her tongue caressed the head.
With my chin pressed against her I could feel her juices dripping to my neck as her skin grew slick to my hands.
She was now letting cries of pleasure escape as my tongue took her towards the ecstasy of orgasm, her hips writhing as my tip sought the entrance stretched wide before it.
She raised herself with haste and squatted over me, rubbing her juices on to my glans, before dropping down to enfolded it within her, as it plunged to its full extent.
She let out a little grunt when I leaned forward to catch her bouncing breasts tween my fingers and thumbs, bringing her hands to my shoulders that I may better explore them. Her abdominal muscles tightened and her walls gripped me tight as she shuddered and the rhythm broke. I pulled her to me, hugging her back, as I rolled us to put me on top, I picked the rhythm up, then driving it faster as my own climax rushed to me.
My fluids filled her as I pulsed once, twice and a third time.
I lay my head to her chest, listening to her thudding heart. My fingers gentle brushed her softening nipples, my tongue tasting the salty sweat of the valley between. As good things come to an end the deflating remains of the former rod slipped out.
She pulled me up and we lay side to side. She ran her fingernail up from my stomach to my lips, where I first kissed it, then took it into my mouth to lick and suck at the salty sweet taste of her. She swung over to kiss me, a long lip massage as I let her split my legs, bringing my knee tight to her groin. Slowly I felt her breathing slow as she drifted into sleep.
As she slept I eased her over and lay thinking what I had learnt today. Such strange tales that were now new understandings, new vistas behind uncovered windows. The logic of 'why not' when I thought of my new understanding, that other ways in other places extended to other worlds as well. That they were united through the rings was a thought to put to consideration. The idea of seeking to understand the technology of the gods who engineered the creation of all we see around us was also logical. We had those who thought alchemy was playing with the will of the gods by seeking to transmute lead into gold. This was but a step further, seeking the rule book. I thought of great metal birds disgorging people in parks in the city, carriages carrying them away and how could they steer if there were no equinini's to turn them, still mulling it I fell to sleep.
