Milly's Story: Knife in the Dark (Slime Dungeon Novella Book 1) by Jeffrey "Falcon" Logue

Author:Jeffrey "Falcon" Logue [Logue, Jeffrey "Falcon"]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2018-03-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Duke Norton’s manor sat—rather, had once sat—within the capital city in a district of other high noble residences. The entire space was enclosed by a stone wall to prevent casual observers from entering without permission. The only way to enter the community was to either sneak over the wall, a feat impossible during the day, or entering through one of two gates. One gate led to the market, the other to the main road perpendicular to the grounds of the castle.

Milly and Muera learned this from a particularly jumpy baron who seemed quite eager to distance himself from the two. Leaving the throne room hall, they came across this gate and the guard who watched it. They were not met well.

“Only nobles or those with written permission may enter through this gate,” the head guard said resolutely.

“For the last time,” Milly said with some measure of exasperation, “I was given express permission to gather my own evidence from your king, your prince, and even a holy father. Are you not aware of events in your own city?”

“Why should we let you in?” another guard spoke tersely. “You’ll kill another one, won’t ya? Well, not on our watch, you don’t! Go drink your sorrows away for the time you have left. Maybe find a good bar wretch to warm ya bed.”

“Hey Johnny, she ain’t so bad looking. Why don’t ya fill her last days with some fun!”

“Forget that! She’s one of them Desire girls. Who know what kinda kinky things she’s into. It’s like sticking your pecker through a wall without knowing what’s on the other side.”

“Something I’m sure you know quite well!”

With crude and crass laughter, the guards continued to insult and look down upon the High Priestess as if she were nothing. In the nearby line of nobles, ladies twittered impatiently, and men grumbled as they were forced to wait for verification before entering the district.

Milly listen patiently to each insult, marking each man in her mind.

“Muera,” she asked simply, “if I were to—say, I don’t know use a bit of strength here—would that reflect poorly in your report?”

“Normally, yes. Here, appropriate,” Muera answered. Evidently, the quiet woman in black found the guards as distasteful as Milly did.

“What are you on about?” the head guard asked suspiciously.

Milly smiled. Her lips curved upward, exposing her perfectly white teeth in contrast with her ruby lips that were not too thin and not too thick. Like a forest fire, the smile lit up her face from the bottom up, highlighting her slightly tan skin and small skin blemishes that only added to her beauty. Her nose twitched subtly, drawing the guard’s gazes to her soft, brown eyes outlined perfectly by her eyebrows. The little bit of makeup under her eyes only contributed to the tender looks of incomparable sweetness. With a smooth, elegant hand, Milly undid the band holding her hair in a ponytail. In gentle waves, her silky brown hair fell around her, outlining her face with an air of youth and temptation.

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