Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure-Chapter 246: Scene CCXLVI

Little he always slept... yet the concerns about the woman had taken away any second of rest he once could accomplish... Hence, he was tired... sickenly tired of feeling despair while not knowing about his loved wife who resented a spouse during the last days they spent together.

*CrAaaA~acK* — Moving simply by instinct, Aslak now broke an already dead beast’s column, empty to the longing.

“... My Lord.”

“... Now what.”

“We can see the Granite tower from the top of this cliff. We are close to it.”

“How close.”

“As you said, it shouldn’t take us long. By tonight we could be under the Granite Tower’s roof if we hurry.”

“Then we should. If we stay another night in this changing Hill we might lose more heads.”

Giving the order to the Sire that had learned to keep his distance just as any other from the group, Aslak was left alone, pulling the axe which’s apex had been stabbed down the beast’s column many times out of bore. Glancing at the cliff the man had told him about and deciding to also take a look at what he had sighted.

The tower, small from above, was indeed near... and he blankly looked at it... turning on his feet ready to roar to his men the march should continue. Moving immediately for the dusk would certainly come and conquer the sky while the men needed to arrive to safer grounds.

With exhaustion and sweat the men although weary from the efforts in battle were pleased by the many heads of beasts they had brought down the last length of the hill.

Two of thicker roots laughed loudly, Vinka and Auflulk who as they closed onto the Granite Tower crafted ideas about the diner the fur they managed to hunt at the end of the Hœttr Hills would become. Dragging it to the tower’s side and calling others to join them, as well as the distant Lord who had been difficult to approach.

“If ya want a piece come before we eat it all!”

“Oi! Tha fur’s mine to take don’t ya forget Auflulk. Don’t forget!”

“What I care is for tha meat.” — Replying honestly the nonchalant barbarian assured the wild woman, who as they conversed saw the Archduke walk by their side to head into the Granite Tower without the intent of joining the group. Calling for her attention nonetheless.

“Oi... Myrkzver, won’t you stay for tha meat?”

“I’ll eat later. Roast it fast if you don’t want beasts from the plains to come at us when they shouldn’t.”

“Later tha meat will be cold.”

“Then eat it yourself. Stop bothering me.”

“... tsk. Fucking ole... We try to change that arse of a face he carries yet we’re the bothersome ones... Waste of guts he has.” — Once she saw him enter the tower, Vinka mumbled with a growl. Annoyed at the attitude the Archduke demonstrated for once a time Vinka had wanted him for herself at a flimsy whim... Now appearing pathetic to the woman.

“Why even ask. He’s been like this since we started the journey.”

“I thought he would brighten a tad since we are finally back. Guess I was mistaken.” — The woman sighed sitting next to the fellow savage to help with taking the fur from the beast to eat and talk in the meantime. — “Ewelina should kick him in the face once they meet again. He’s tha head of all Sortnafeigr, his chest should puff now that we are here to fight the earth.”

“... The Female Myrkzver is what has him like this, Vinka.”

“He’s who dug his head in waste by himself. An idiot he is. A woman’s womb is a woman’s possession. When I learnt tha shit he pulled, Ewelina’s doings made a tad of sense to myself although insane... Her lung withered her... the cuts she got in her wrists should have reached his neck instead.”

“... Tha same ya say every time.”

“Tha same I continue ta think every day.” — Hitting the head of the young man beside her, she growled while annoyed. Receiving his stare as the subject was to be placed aside as Auflulk looked at the others busy with their own tasks.

“... Oi. Vinka.”

“What.”

“... Let me inside you tonight.” — Suddenly, the man requested, for during their times on the journey, Vinka’s desires had gone to the once innocent man, taking him for herself as the flesh’s entertainment was sought by the woman.

“....” — As if indifferent Vinka met the severe Auflulk’s eyes. Raising one of her corners in amusement for once again flesh came to satisfy her on its own, leaning to whisper a wish she has had and the villager continued to deny. — “Will ya let me invite someone else this time?”

“No.”

“... tsk. Were it another woman would ya agree?”

“No.”

“Effing earth... tight ass...”

Grumble was taken by the man as if his petition was also denied after declining Vinka’s old customs employed with some of the villagers. Yet the woman only wanted the attempt. For the man was fun to tease although a speck of herself did wish for unruly tanglings. Hence, sudden as their impulses were, the savage woman lifted her leg over that of the man, open and nonchalantly taking his hand to tease him further by placing it over the pants where her feminity was.

“You should do well tonight then. Got it?”

“...”

“mh?!”

“Got it.”

At the lick she casually gave to his ear’s back, Auflulk saw that no one was watching, purposely making his finger graze her strongly as he pulled away so a hint of her lust ignited by the touch. And the woman’s feminity hardened, expectant as he appeared indifferent... cursing at the fact they were to roast the meat first.

“... Shit...” — She mumbled, wanting to lick the man further. Hoping for her stomach’s hunger to be satisfied promptly so her flesh could mesh with the savage who obeyed her to find pleasure with as wild lust.

Time had moved as naturally for others, unlike for Aslak. Proof were the savages and men that even if exhausted were enthusiastic to stand in their homeland... while the Archduke wished for solitude.