Bond Of Blood

Chapter 15

"So, what did they find out?" Serana asked as she stretched in her chair, grunting slightly when an audible popping sound followed a second later.

Morgan had to grin at that noise before replying.

"Sure you don't want to sleep first? I know it's hard for an old woman to get around so much...."

Morgan laughed when a sweet roll narrowly missed her face and held her hands out in mock apology.

"Sorry, I meant to say an 'emaciated old woma...ARGH! Bitch!"

Morgan giggled profusely as she wiped the second sweet roll off her face and flung the bits back at Serana, who shrieked as she held up a ward spell to deflect the crumbs and bits of icing.

"Sorry, couldn't resist. But to answer your question, they left a lot of information. Take a look."

Serana took the parchment that Morgan offered her and read through the neat handwriting that she knew was Babette's.

At least someone knows how to use grammar these days.

"So, Olfrid is a bit of a gambler in his spare time. Spends most of his time in a tavern or his house, drinking and eating copious amounts of meat and ale and not much else..."

Serana grinned as she looked up.

"You sure he isn't a werewolf?"

"He smells much worse than one of those," Morgan countered. "Keep going."

Serana looked back down and continued to narrate the points that Babette and Gabriella had left for them, briefly wondering about how they had found out such things before squashing the thought completely.

Rumours and gossip are not facts Serana. Facts are what matters. Facts give you the information, not the idle whispers of idiotic mortals with less brains than a draugr.

Serana sighed a little as she heard her mother's voice in her head, and idly brushed a strand of hair away from her face. As if knowing what troubled her, Morgan had suddenly stood behind her and was now massaging her shoulders gently, kissing the top of her head as she did so.

"Thanks," Serana murmured.

Morgan simply kissed the nape of her neck in response and Serana shuddered in delight before trying to concentrate on the information before her.

"He also has a farm outside the walls, and every Morndas, he goes there alone...interesting."

"Seeing that tomorrow is Morndas..." Morgan began.

"That is the best time to strike," Serana finished, arching her head back to allow Morgan's lips to caress her throat.

Serana purred and leant backwards as Morgan moved around to straddle her lap, and then sighed heavily when the Dragonborn's mouth attacked hers in a way that she loved.

"Hot lips...a dragon in more than just a soul it see....uuuuuuuugh...." Serana gasped as Morgan's fingers now teased her ribcage under her top.

How the fuck did she do that so quick...sneaky bitch.

"Wasn't hard. All I have to do is..."

Serana whimpered when Morgan kissed her on the place where her collarbone joined her neck and responded by wrapped her arms round Morgan and bringing her closer to her, close enough so that their bosoms pressed against one another.

"Stop teasing you wench and...arrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhh..."

Morgan had also managed to find the clasps of her leather trousers and had also torn off her small clothes underneath, leaving her bare.