♤♡The HALFLING Heir◇♧

Chapter 16: Unsafe

The Middlend summer sun was beating down on the palace like the plague, the castle's guards were shuffled into new arrangements that Awut gave out earlier that day. Everyone was on high alert. Jennie's parents and Jisoo were given extra protection when they resisted going back to Dongfang, leaving their daughter with her fiancé and promising to write when they got home.

Once she arrived at her large royal chambers, the Midde princess began to hurriedly gather her things. Lalisa burrowed through her closet and called for her handmaiden to come to help her, and the timid girl tried her best to not get in the fuming manshee's way as Lisa paced around the room looking for her sandata. The handmaid had just left the room carrying Lisa's modest chest of belongings when a blonde Norden peeked inside from the doorframe.

"Lisa? May I come in?" Rosé starts to say, as she closed the door as silently as she could. She shuffled slowly from the door towards her troubled lover and wrapped her arms around hesitantly on Lisa's torso now clad in light militrike gear. She didn't want to shock or startle her further.

"Lisayah... You're leaving me again so soon. If it is true that a war is coming... please make sure to come back to me safe. I don't know how long I'll have to wait for you but I will." Rosé's forehead leaned on Lisa's back allowing the younger girl to calm down, slowing down her movements.

"Just please... be safe. Come back safe and marry me. I'll give you a home, a wife, and all the sex and chocolate you could want!" Lisa chuckles at this and smiles tenderly. Unable to hold herself back, Rosé kisses the back of her neck.

"Maybe even a son or a daughter. Little roses and monkeys. All for you, my love."

Lalisa sucked in a breath and faced her, not bothering to break their embrace, and took Rosé's face in her hands, her long fingers almost covering the length of it. "Chaeyoung... I'll be safe. They need me, I have to go and fight. My Middlend needs a warrior to fight for them."

"Your talk of our future is so comforting to me... I'll keep the thought close when the grim of the battlefield gets too much. It might even be the one to urge my way back home."

Her voice and touch made Rosé soften like putty in her arms. Obliging, Rosé frees her from her grasp only to lean closer to her, tipping her head back to kiss her lips. Lisa groans as her fiancée takes her hands and places them over her breasts, shrugging off her summer dress in haste. Rosé casts a seductive smolder toward the manshee.

"You'll leave in an hour, give me 10 mins Lisayah." Rosé says, cupping her cock through her pants and Lisa lets a moan slip from her lips. "Allow me to at least say goodbye..."

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Meanwhile, down south in the deserts of Soudnan's capital, Salamand, Maharaja Mualla rests with his council of warlords. They gathered in the fountains of Salamand to escape the desert heat, "Rajah, the first attack has been successful. The Middes were too soft and distracted by their Agila's death that Chiang Mai was too easy of a target for our troops." The group cheers and toasts to their win, clinking their bronze goblets together.

Mualla Mewar was an ambitious man. Anyone who knew him well would say that he lusted for power more than he lusted over women, and the whole nation knows that their Maharajah loves his women. The man had 10 whores ready to answer his beck and call, and for that his sister despises him.

"Middlend lost their protector, poor Sarawat... a mighty warrior untouchable in the battlefield but lost over a simple flu? Hilarious. Soudnan will now enter its golden age since the Great Emp War, I will give the Suden people Middlend and they will call me a God."

"The central is ruled by a frail woman, while its heir hides in his mother's bosom like a newborn babe. Kunpimook isn't even the rightful heir, their firstborn is a bastard Manshee," the table erupted in whispers, they haven't heard of a Manshee in generations. They were the stuff of legends. Favorites of the heavens rumours say. Blessed children of the Gods.