Message-ID: <54434asstr$1157116201@assm.asstr.org> X-Original-To: story-submit@asstr.org Delivered-To: story-submit@asstr.org X-Original-Message-ID: <E1GIzxk-0003rX-V5@pele.pele.cx> From: Shalon Wood <dstar@pele.cx> X-SA-Exim-Connect-IP: <locally generated> X-SA-Exim-Mail-From: dstar@pele.cx X-SA-Exim-Scanned: No (on pele.pele.cx); SAEximRunCond expanded to false X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 31 Aug 2006 22:45:00 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} New Age Dawning 6 (Ff rom fantasy viol blood) Lines: 229 x-asstr-message-id-hack: 54434 Date: Fri, 01 Sep 2006 09:10:01 -0400 Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr.org/Year2006/54434> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-admin@asstr.org> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@asstr.org> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, dennyw Standard disclaimers apply; this story may or may not contain, in any given part, graphic depictions of lesbianism, homosexuality, group sex, bdsm, underage (teen) sex, magic, occultism, violence, and biting sarcasm. If you're underage, or if for any other reason it's illegal for you to read this, or you're disturbed by the content, please don't read it. Archived at http://pandora.pele.cx, and we've got a web-forum at http://playground.pele.cx/forums as well, for discussion of both Pandora and our other stories. Comments *greatly* appreciated. Enjoy, Velvet --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Adara watched the girl closely as they went down the stairs again. Rhishandri hesitated at the bottom, at the line of light, then stepped carefully into it. She shivered, swaying a bit, then walked on. She seemed to be doing well enough, but Adara resolved to keep an eye on her, anyway. The majority of the shopping was tedious and exhausting, but without incident. Adara did the choosing and the bargaining, and arranged for everything to be delivered to the inn, while Rhishandri followed her like a silent shadow through the small town. The final thing they needed were pack animals, and this also proved easy enough to take care of. Though, with only one dealer in town, the quality available left a bit to be desired. Still, Adara managed to find five decent dalas. They followed the merchant into his office to conclude the deal. As he started filling out a bill of sale and Adara counted out coins, he looked up at her with a smile. "I happened to be in the inn last night when you arrived," he said, "and was privileged to get a peek at your merchandise. Would you be interested in a trade?" She raised an eyebrow. "What merchandise would you be referring to?" He nodded towards Rhishandri's cloaked figure. "I can understand why you wouldn't want to sell her in this pitiful backwater, but I have a buyer who would pay _top_ price for her, even if she's not a virgin." Adara stared at him, stiffening, and her eyes narrowed dangerously. "I'm afraid there's been a miscommunication," she said, slowly. "She's _not_ merchandise." He shifted a bit in his chair, licking his lips nervously, but the lure of profit was obviously too strong to resist. "Come now, bed-partners are easy to come by, but a financial opportunity like this is once in a lifetime." "She's not my slave. She's my _apprentice_," Adara snapped. The man paled, but named a price, anyway. A very impressive price. "No," Adara said, her icy voice making it plain that further offers would be considered an insult. He sighed and leaned back in the chair. "Very well. It's your choice. But if you tire of her any time soon, you know where to find me." He bent over his desk, signing the papers for the animals. "When will you be picking them up?" he asked, casually. "This afternoon," she said. "Or possibly this evening. It depends on how long it takes me to complete the rest of my business here." "If you can give me a concrete time, I can have someone waiting here for you. Otherwise, you'll have to take your chances." Adara looked thoughtful for a moment. "Let's say just after sundown, then -- I'm certain that my business won't run that long." He nodded, handing her the papers. "Very well, then. And don't forget, if you change your mind..." "I won't," she said firmly. # Rhishandri followed her quietly out of the office. "That was... a _lot_ of gold," she said, softly, as they turned towards the inn. Adara nodded. "It was." "Were... did you consider it?" the girl asked hesitantly. "No," said Adara, glancing over at her. Rhishandri tugged on the hood, pulling it further down over her head, her face completely hidden in its shadow. "Why not?" "I've been a slave. I didn't particularly care for it," Adara said, and smiled, her sharp teeth gleaming. "Neither did my owner, at the end. Luckily for him, he didn't have long to regret it." "Oh," Rhishandri said, quietly, and was silent the rest of the way back to the inn. # Most of the packages were waiting for them at the inn, and the rest arrived while they were packing. Most of it was standard fare -- blankets, dried goods, other camping supplies. But Adara had also ordered spools of copper and silver wire, sheets of copper, silver, and iron, iron rods, and various semiprecious stones. These she looked over carefully before packing away to be used later, when she had the time to indulge her hobby. Other than that, the packing was tedious, bun not difficult for someone who'd done it so frequently before. Which was fortunate, as Rhishandri wasn't much help. Even if she had known what to do, the day had obviously drained her, even with the help of the cloak. She tried, but she was so tired and slow that eventually Adara just sent her to rest in front of the fire. As Adara more than halfway expected, Rhishandri perked up almost as soon as the sun began to set. She wasn't back up to full speed, by any means, but she was muchly improved from the wan little zombie she had been while the daylight weighed her down. Adara cocked her head, looking at the girl. "Need a snack?" she asked. Rhi shook her head hurriedly. "I'm well, thank you." She'd have to get used to her needs eventually, but there would be no point to pushing, so Adara just shrugged. "All right. You'll probably have more than enough, anyway. I figure there's a good chance that last dealer will try to kidnap you." "What?!" Rhishandri stared at her, her eyes wide with shock. Adara smiled slightly. "Think about how much he offered me for you -- enough for a decent small keep -- and then consider that he obviously thought that he'd make a _large_ profit, even with that. He won't let the fact that I'm not willing stop him." "Oh," Rhi said weakly. "I didn't think of that. Sh-should I stay here, then?" "No. He might expect that," Adara said. "Oh." Rhi's eyes were still wide and frightened. "What should we do, then?" "Just be ready," Adara said with a feral smile. "He won't be expecting _us_." "Oh," the girl repeated, sounding a bit lost. "All right." She didn't seem particularly reassured, but she meekly followed Adara downstairs once everything was packed. Adara was almost finished with her dinner... as well as Rhishandri's... when Conor arrived. "Well. Everything ready?" he asked cheerfully. Adara nodded. "Just need to pick up the dalas. Problem, though." "Oh?" "Dealer offered me.. a very large sum for Rhi. Figure there's going to be trouble." "Ah," he said, frowning. "How large, exactly?" She told him, and he let out a low whistle. "Figure if he could afford to _pay_ that much, he's not going to accept 'no' for an answer," Adara said. Conor shook his head. "That's just... unbelievable." He gave Rhi an apologetic smile. "Sorry, darlin', you're a pretty little thing, but no woman's _that_ pretty. Why in 'ells was he offerin' that kind o' price?" "I suspect he has a mage as a client," Adara said, thoughtfully. "The ass I worked for mentioned that he'd 'never again find such a perfect candidate,' or something like that. Maybe there was something special about her _before_." Rhishandri shook her head. "No," she said. "I was always just another daughter. I just happened to be the right age for... for _his_ spell. I was even betrothed at the time, just as any girl." Adara's frown grew darker. "I'm no mage. Not like that, anyway. But I can't imagine that finding a girl the right age would be that difficult." Conor stared at Rhi, letting his eyes go slightly unfocused for a moment, then shook his head. He rubbed his temples. "I canna tell between what might ha' been there before, and what is only here _now_," he said. "If there is something," Adara said, "that explains his failure." "It doesn't seem likely," Rhishandri said. "It was my age that made me suitable for him. He... he turned down my younger sister because she wasn't 'of breedable age'. Most girls my age have already been wed. My betrothed was reluctant, though, and hadn't sent for me yet, so I was still available to him." "Still," Adara said, "he could easily have purchased a younger girl and waited." "Perhaps he was in a hurry, then," Rhi suggested. Conor looked thoughtfully at her. "There's a hedge wizard, lives right outside town. He's mainly a fortune teller, but identification is one o' his specialties." Rhishandri wrinkled her nose in distaste, but Adara nodded. "Good idea," she said. "Well stop by on our way out." "Good," Conor said. "Now. How much trouble do ye think the animal merchant is like ta be? "I don't know, but I doubt he'll give up easily," Adara said with a thoughtful frown. "Perhaps your presence will be enough to deter him. Maybe." Conor looked skeptical at that. "Lady, if _yer_ presence doesna faze him, I dinna see how _mine_ is like to, but I'll go along with ye, anyway, and be what help I can." Adara stood. "Let's be off, then," she said, throwing a handful of coins on the table. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- If you like this, you might want to take a look at Strange Love, an e-zine of sf/fantasy/paranormal erotica. 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