Silver Shackles

Chapter 1 (NSFW)

You who's eyes shine bright as blue stars, who's skin is fair and pale as snow with hair pitch black like your blood. You who walk cursed by your own kin in this world. Our lord almighty who holds power beyond any other immortal. He, who holds salvation at the cost of destruction. You who's name is...

Chapter 1

Three months on the road, zero ladies and, therefore, only pseudo meals. I hadn't gotten this mistreated in over five hundred years, not that it had been necessary. Sunny days had blessed me so far, but that was about to change.

Looking up I realized it had gotten darker. Gray clouds covered the skies, looming above me menacingly. The sweet breeze that had accompanied me throughout the day had turned rough, violent. It ushered me to shelter. A storm was well on its way.

Thankfully, the path I tread started showing signs of being used more often. That meant a village of sorts had to be close by. I adjusted my satchel over my shoulder and rested my hand over my old sword's hilt. Pulling the hood of my black trench coat over my head, I quickened my pace.

Three months ago, I departed from Scorpio, a southern city located in the country of Aquerios. My destination lay in the high peaks of the Irisian Spine, located on the ends of our world and in the country which I had entered two months ago, Geos. I was surprised I hadn't lost my way once I got to the feet of the Spine. Two hundred years had passed since my last visit to the North. Perhaps it didn't matter how long it had been, the North had been my home for over a thousand years.

As I suspected, the path led to a small village. Rain had already started pouring when I arrived, and the people had taken refuge inside the buildings. The one and only main street inside the village was empty and quiet. Ice-cold drops rushed down from the heavens, violent gusts pushing them towards the village and off to the higher peaks of the mountains. If the cold could bother me I would have started shivering right about now. Being wet was bothersome despite my immunity to cold, so finding somewhere dry to wait up on the storm sounded like a marvelous idea. There was a rather large and boisterous three floored building a few minutes down the road. It was labeled the "Waning Moon Spring", a smaller sign that read "Inn" was placed by the main doors. I made my way inside and let a relieved sigh out of my lips when I felt the comfortably warm air.

"Welcome, sir!" A young lady with black cat ears and dark unruly, curly hair, spoke to me as she showed off her enormous breasts. She was a Lisitsa, probably from one of the more social tribes. "Do feel at home, may I take your coat? I'll take it up to your room if you are to stay with us for tonight."

I gave her a charming smile before I took the mentioned piece of clothing off and handed it to her.

"Why thank you, young lady."

She was a real looker wearing a tight, cyan, maid outfit along with tall boots. Her bronze colored skin and bright blue eyes contrasted with her outfit, a cinnamon-like scent making her twice as alluring.

"You're most welcome." She came closer and giggled before she spoke again. "My name's Bonnie, if you're interested. I'll be here all night, big boy." She spoke in sing song and pressed her chest against me to stress her point.

A seductive smile adorned my face as I took my hand to her cheek. She pressed her face against my palm and allowed me to stroke it.

"In that case, I'll look forwards to tonight." I spoke with as much sugar on my tone as I could manage without sounding too desperate.

She bounced back to her previous position and winked at me in a playful manner.

"I'll be waiting for you." She mouthed, blowing a kiss my way.