Previously on Centaurus: The band arrived in the city of Bine and Fey attracted the attention of a very large dragoness.
Now, Chapter 19:
The nine and a half foot tall and extremely intimidating dragoness turned her head and stared at Fey.
She also came to a halt which in turn paused the flow of the crowd as a gigantic person blocking the way tends to do. Ahead the centurion's voices faltered and stumbled, wondering why their leader had stopped, their marching slowing to a stop.
Everyone was looking now, why had the Lady of the city interrupted the grand parade? For what possible reason could she have stopped?
"You."
"M-me?" Said Fey, her voice rising to a higher pitch in fright.
"You have a certain… scent about you…"
"I do?"
"I think it's your penis," whisper hissed Rina out of the corner of her mouth, quiet enough that the dragoness couldn't hear.
"I can't say that though can I!" Fey whispered urgently back.
"It really is quite a… delicious smell, what is it, some kind of perfume?"
The crowd stared at the dragoness. Then all their heads turned to look at Fey, or rather, the part below Fey's barrel, her throbbing shaft which oozed precum even as they watched. Then they turned back to the dragoness and a small realisation threaded its way through the crowd: The dragoness was simply so tall and so far off the ground that she could not see below Fey's barrel this closeby. The Lady had no idea she was talking to a centaur with a massive throbbing erection right in front of her.
"P-perfume? I d-don't use perfume."
"Hmm."
"You could have used that as an out!" Whisper hissed Rina gently elbowing Fey in the side
The dragonesses eyes shifted from Fey's desperately trying to look innocent face to her horse part, more specifically her horseback. A pair of small terrified faces looked back up at her, clearly about to lose their shit at being under the massive dragonesses gaze.
"Centaur, it appears you have some kind of vermin upon your back."
"Wh-what? Were not vermin!" shouted Kayla before she could stop herself. She slapped a hand over her mouth realising she had spoken aloud.
The dragoness squinted down at them. "Ah so they are sapient, what a tiny species, I wonder if they are as short lived as they are small, such strange things number amongst the short lifers, they seem closer to rodents or mice at times. In any case-"
"G-give me one of your scales and I'll show you who's small you over grown liz-!" Yelled Lily before Kayla dragged her back and slapped hand over her mouth, still with one hand over her own.
"P-please don't antagonise the gigantic dragon girls," said Fey looking behind her. She turned back to the dragoness who was furrowing her brow at the two quivering otterkins. "Uhm, I'm not sure what you mean, do you want me for something?"
The dragoness returned her attention to Fey. "Perhaps it is just your natural scent, strange, but plausible I suppose. What are you doing in my city?"
"I-I'm part of an adventuring band."
"Adventurers? Mess causing braggarts who cause a damnable amount of trouble. Good recruiting for my legion's ranks however. What is it that you do? Lancer? Warrior?"
"Erm, I'm a healer…"
"A healer? With a body of that size? My gods What a waste!"
"I- I'm quite good at it!"
"It's true she's a brilliant healer!" yelled Kayla before slapping her hand back across her mouth.
The dragoness studied her. "Well I suppose healers are rare enough, and your mobility would be quite useful in a battlefield situation. Curious."
"It-it's just who I am, I love helping people!"
"Hmph you do lack the realism of a centurion but that's something we could perhaps stamp out of you with enough gruelling training. A year in the field, slogging through fight after fight and you'll soon put aside that silly fluffy naive optimism."
Fey did not like the direction this conversation was going, she got the strong impression that she was in danger of being drafted against her will and put to work as some kind of healer warrior for this dragoness. Dragons weren't exactly known for not getting what they wanted, when a dragon wanted something to happen that something had a habit of happening more often than not. She needed to get out of this conversation, and fast.
Rina suddenly waved her tail at the dragoness. "Uhm Lady Alexandria, as much as it would benefit the noble city of Bine to see my wonderful friend Fey here added to its legions, I really would prefer it if that did not come to pass."
Lady Alexandria glanced at Rina, then again. "Oh. It's you. One of those conniving merchants. You and your lot seem to have a claw in every pie these days."
"Yes, ahem, well we do bring rather a lot of wealth to the city my Lady, it is in Bine's best interest to build strong healthy relations with the merchant body."
"Leeches the lot of you, leeching of dragon's power and leadership."
"Would a leech really bring all the lovely gold and jewels to the city that you have come into possession of as of late my Lady?"
The dragoness seemed to pause at this, a look of annoyance crossing her face because what the lamia said had the unfortunate taint of truth.
"Fine, more like snivelling kobolds. You have as much lust for gold as the little folk do in any case."
It was Fey's turn to elbow Rina in the side as the lamia opened her mouth to retort. She glanced at Fey and slowly closed it.
"I-I really must be going your Ladyship, lots of adventurey things to do, I'll try not to get into too much trouble while I am in your city." said Fey, trying her best to gracefully exit as soon as possible.
The dragoness cleaned one of her claws with another claw as Fey spoke.
"Yes yes, if you must. Although," she glanced at Fey once more and this time her hips shifted ever so slightly. "When you have free time I command you to come to the palace, I wish to investigate this natural smell of yours in greater detail. It is of a certain interest to me, the longer I scent it the more interesting it becomes."
"Y-yes! Of course!" said Fey. Secretly promising herself to avoid the palace and the dragonesses clutches at all costs.