Bruna spends a lot of time blacksmithing in the seventh department. She often receives instructions from Agnes or Björn. They explain everything to her in great detail.
But Bruna did not have the talent to excel at it. She kept trying tirelessly but couldn't master the craft. Her progress was slow, and she could only manage to ensure the blade of a dagger wasn't blunt. For other tasks like creating armor or small artifacts, her work had dents and looked unattractive.
"Ahh, I can't even do the simplest things." Bruna was exhausted from constantly swinging her hammer, and the heat drained her energy. Now she thought that it was no wonder that Agnes have such defined abs, considering she had probably been doing this for years.
"You've been here for four weeks, and I think this might not be your calling," Agnes often stood by Bruna's side, expressing her thoughts. Bruna realized she lacked the innate talent for blacksmithing, and although she knew she might be able to learn it with years of determination, this one-month experience was just a test to explore her interests.
"I understand. How about trying to forge a ring? If it works, you'll have something to remember your time here," Agnes felt some pity for Bruna and decided to help her. If Bruna focused on forging a simple ring for the entire week, maybe she could achieve that much.
"Yes, I'll try. Help me forge my first and last accessory that I will ever forge myself."
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"Hey Amon, how's the plan going?" Roxanne and Amon were currently in Amon's office, working together as they often did.
"Oh, it's progressing with both good and bad news," Amon looked up from the parchment he was writing on and gazed at his wife.
"We managed to learn about her past," Amon interlocked his fingers and began explaining.
"She hails from a fallen noble family and was called the 'holy maiden' when she was still a noble. However, her family fell into ruins a year ago, and as far as Leon's investigation goes, Baron is the culprit." Amon shared all the information Leon had gathered. Somehow, Bruna had become another victim of Baron.
"I see. So, there might be a chance to get her on our side. If she's just another victim of Baron's schemes, then convincing her to join us isn't a bad idea," Roxanne felt uneasy about using Bruna for their advantage and genuinely wanted to help her.
"I've considered that too, but we know how skilled Baron is at keeping his pawns under control. He likely has something he's holding over her," Amon's expression darkened as he thought about what Baron might be using against Bruna.
"Oh, but that's interesting." Amon noticed a letter on his desk, an official correspondence from the Lunasol Empire. He opened it and read its contents.
"What's interesting in this letter, and what does it say?" Roxanne's curiosity was piqued. If Amon found it noteworthy, it must be important.
"It's an invitation from Princess Ruby of the Lunasol Empire. She invites us to a festival, one of the biggest in Lunasol, and suggests that I bring you and a few others with me," Amon now had to decide whether to accept the invitation to another country while there was a spy in their own guild. Strengthening ties with the most powerful empire on the continent was undoubtedly advantageous, but leaving while Bruna was a potential risk was concerning.
"I think I'll go. Would you like to accompany me? The letter mentions bringing others along," Amon looked into his wife's sapphire blue eyes. He couldn't take many of the Twelve Coats of Arms with him, especially since only seven of them were present in the guild at the moment.
Roxanne slowly walked toward Amon, hugged him from behind, and whispered in his ear.
"If you fuck me good tonight, I will come with you." Amon turned around and looked into Roxanne's eyes. Roxanne could feel the desire in Amon's eyes. He jumped out of his chair, lifted Roxanne like a princess, and ran towards their bedroom.
Roxanne felt the desire in Amon's eyes.
Amon undressed Roxanne while French kissed her; Roxanne did the same, and soon both were naked. Amon kissed Roxanne's nak, which went down to her collarbone, then to her belly, until his mouth reached her dragon's cave. He massaged her lips with his finger while sucking on her clitoris. He slipped his finger inside her and massaged her G-spot.
"Ah ha! Amon, I'm coming!" Roxanne came and tilted her head back.
"Come on, let me do it for you." Roxanne lifted herself up and got in position to give Amon a blowjob. She pulled his foreskin back and touched the tip of his rod gently. After spreading her salvia all around his rod, she sucked it in and gently wrapped her tong around him. She took it deep inside her and stopped when Amon came inside her throat.
"Ahhh! Every time I suck you down, I think that my jaw could get dislocated." Her erotic voice strikes Amon like a thunder strike, and seeing how she slowly gulps down his cum, he gets hard in an instant. Roxanne slowly drank a glass of water to get everything down. She wanted to kiss him more, and she knew that there were no men out there who would like to know how his own cum tasted.
When she was done, Amon hugged her from behind and gently rubbed her breasts from behind. He caressed her nipples; they were one of Roxanne's weak points.
"Let's stop the foreplay and get started already." He whispered in her ear. His voice made Roxanne even hornier than she was at first. She wasted no time and jumped into their bed. Amon bent over Roxanne and thrust his rod inside her. Roxanne wrapped her legs around his waist; she did not want to let this end, no matter what would happen.
Amon pounded her deep until the end of her dragon's cave. She felt his rod fill her entire hole. Even though Amon was not a tall man for Roxanne right now, she saw him as a giant. Amon grabbed Roxanne's waist and pulled her closer to him. His rod was now completely inside her.
"Ahh, Amon, pound me harder; I need more." Her eyes were full of desire; in her eyes, there was only Amon right now. In the blink of an eye, Amon turned Roxanne on her belly and whispered in her ear.
"You don't need more; you need it deeper."
At the moment he said that, he grabbed her waist and pounded her in the doggy pose with all of his speed. He reached even deeper inside her.
"Ahh, you pound me back to my womb! I love this! I am addicted to this; there are no men out there who could satisfy me anymore!" Roxanne was sure that even if she decided to cheat on him, someone else would fuck her. She would not even feel one percent of the pleasure she feels right now.
"The same goes for me. There are no women out there who would be able to let me cum." His deep voice entered Roxanne's ears. With the words he said and the pleasure she felt. Her mind went blank; she could only think of sex and Amon.
Roxanne's pussy got even tighter. Amon felt like he was on cloud nine. Her insides refused to let him go. It was so tight that if he were not this well built, he would not be able to move. His mind also went blank, and his body moved on its own. He was sure that there were no women out there who could give him this pleasure. He removed Roxanne's earring and said it in an erotic voice.
"I want to see you in all your beauty. I love your ears; they are as beautiful as you are. So, please hide nothing from me."
After hearing his soft and gentle words, Roxanne shed a tear. All her life, humans hated her ears. They said that they were ugly and that they wanted to cut them off. But this man said that they were beautiful.
Amon nibbled on her ears; he discovered that Roxanne liked it when he did that, and he himself also loved doing it.
He leaned more forward and massaged her voluminous breasts while pounding her from behind.
Roxanne felt like his rod had penetrated deeper than before. She discovered that he was right—she never needed more. She just needed it deeper and faster.
"Ahh! Amon, turn me around; I want to kiss you!" Roxanne was not able to say a word straight; she could just scream them out loud, and as she requested, Amon turned her around and kissed her. Amon kissed her while sucking on her underlip. Soon the romantic kiss became a battle for dominance, and so did their sex. They turned each other around several times. For some time, Roxanne rode Amon like a horse, then Amon spread her legs. Roxanne was an elastic woman, and he loved it. Roxanne too loved having sex, while Amon used her elastic body.
Right now, one of Roxanne's legs rests on one of Amon's shoulders. He pounded her until her last leg, on which she stood, gave up.
She knew that it was impossible for her to stand anymore, and so she decided to wrap both her arms and legs around Amon's. Gravity pushed his rod now as deep as it was possible into her. Amon pressed her against a wall and fucked her as fast and hard as he could.
"Roxanne, I am at my limit; let's get this to an end." He whispered with desire in his eyes to cum inside her.
"Do it; maybe today I will get pregnant. Let's cum together, alright." These were the last words she could say after that; she could only scream out of pleasure.
"Ahh, I feel it flooding my womb!" She felt like his fluids flooded her cave and painted everything in his color, and at the same time, she came.
When they were done, Amon carried her to their bed and laid down next to her, and for the rest of the day they just stayed like this while hugging each other.