01 Swords of Eveningstar by Ed Greenwood

Author:Ed Greenwood [Greenwood, Ed]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Publisher: Wizards of the Coast
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Ah, I'm afraid you've been sadly misled, Lady Greenmantle," the elderly war wizard said. "These aren't spell scrolls at all." He looked up from them, genuine sorrow in his eyes. Bleys Delaeyn was a kindly man, and it distressed him to think that someone had caused any upset to one of the kindest and most beautiful noblewomen he'd ever met. Still more that she'd been duped out of coins, and might well be angry with him for telling her so.

She'll think I'll rush back to my fellow Wizards of War to have a good laugh about her.

Lady Greenmantle was, indeed, looking upset. Her lower lip trembled, and what looked alarmingly like tears glimmered in her large emerald eyes.

"Lady," Delaeyn said, "rest assured that this shall remain a secret between us, not shared with anyone else—even Lord Vangerdahast himself. I'm afraid you've been duped by a clever charlatan. If you'd like me to try to recover your coins by hunting him down with some of the best Crown agents Cormyr can muster, I'll be happy to do so, but if my silence is what you prefer, I—"

Lady Greenmantle had somehow found her way around to his side of the table, and was plucking the offending sheets of parchment from his hand. As he stared at her, open-mouthed, she flung them over her shoulder, heedless of where they might fall, and faced him, their knees touching.

"Lord Wizard Delaeyn," she whispered, "I care not a whit about spell scrolls or false scrolls, so long as you call me Amdranna, and bide here with me for a time. There is something I very much need you to do."

Bleys Delaeyn blinked at her. "Uh, Lady, uh—"

"Amdranna," she whispered, leaning forward to say the word almost into his mouth. Her bosom brushed against him, and Delaeyn was suddenly very much aware of her nearness, the spiced scent of her perfume, her softness, gliding against him...

"Uh, La—Amdranna,"he. almost wailed, leaning back from her, "what... what're you doing?"

"Seducing you," she murmured, licking his throar and the edge of his jaw and leaving Delaeyn trembling with unaccustomed excitement—and the realization that his aging back wouldn't bow away from her any farther. "If you'll let me. For years I've admired you, Lord Delaeyn—"

"Uh, ah, I'm not actually a 'lord' of any s-sort, Lady—"

"Amdranna," she told him sternly, crawling up him like an affectionate tressym until he was on his back, draped over the flaring arm of the bench, with her avid face poised above his. She reached up, nostrils flaring, and tore her gown with sudden ferocity.

"Amdranna, I—this is so sudden! I—"

"Don't you want me?" she asked, sudden tears on her cheeks. "After I've dreamed of you so long?"

She ground herself against him, and a shuddering Bleys Delaeyn knew that he wanted her very much, and—and—

Her hands were at his belt and the lacings of his breeches, and he moaned a wordless protest and tried to throw her off, thrusting upward with his hips.

With a smile that was pure tressym she caught hold of his belt buckle and sat back up, pulling him with her.

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