Primal Imperative: The Complete Trilogy: A Monster Girl Men's Fantasy by Quentin Kilgore

Author:Quentin Kilgore [Kilgore, Quentin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-12T16:00:00+00:00

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Basar’s face was beet red for 10 minutes as we rode through the gate and headed down to the stable.

“I think I’ll call everyone to the gate and announce our victory. Make an event out of it; it’ll be good for morale.”

She inclined her head. “Good idea, Chief.”

But as we were descending the hill towards the lower village, I caught sight of several people standing near the palisade wall. This was unusual. They were a little way up the hill, in a rather remote spot, far from any huts.

“Don’t tell me that’s Miss Poppington.”

“I think it is,” Basar said, squinting to make out the figures.

“What the fuck is she doing over there?”

We turned our horses towards the little group and trotted over.

It was, indeed, Miss Poppington. The old lady was standing right next to the wall, touching it and gazing up at it. Marwa and her flunkies stood beside her. Two guards—women who I thought were fairly stalwart—looked on.

“What’s this all about?” I said as we approached. “I gave strict orders that Miss Poppington was not to carry out any inspection of the village, even if she calls it a tour.”

The guards seemed kind of out of it, as if they’d been standing in the sun too long.

“I… I’m sorry, Chieftain,” one of them said weakly. “She promised not to be… any trouble.”

Marwa crossed her arms. “Don’t you have anything better to do? We’re supposedly about to be besieged by goblins, and yet all you care about is keeping Miss Poppington locked up in her hut like a prisoner!”

Upon hearing her name, Miss Poppington started as if waking up from a nap. She turned to look at us, lifting her hand from the wall.

“Oh, good morning, Mr. David. I didn’t think you’d mind if I took a little walk to stretch my legs. I was feeling awfully cooped up inside that little hut—as pleasant as it is! I don’t mean to cast aspersions on your dwellings. They certainly have their charm, and I wouldn’t deny—”

“What are you doing here?” I demanded.

“Oh, I was just admiring the fortifications. Such a marvel of engineering. You know, they say—”

“I don’t have time for games, Miss Poppington. Why do you insist on looking at the wall? You’re on thin ice.”

The old lady staggered and leaned on her cane as Marwa caught her arm to steady her. She suddenly seemed very frail, as if my words had wounded her.

For a moment, a tinge of guilt pinched my throat. It felt like I’d punched a granny in the gut.

But the doubt only lasted an instant.

No. She knows exactly what she’s doing. She’s a manipulator. And she has some nefarious purpose.

Could it be that Hermengildia already knows about me, and they’ve sent Miss Poppington to spread subversion and gather intelligence?

“Escort her back to her hut,” I said to the guards. “Yargimald expects your carriage to be finished today, Miss Poppington. You won’t have to be cooped up much longer. And, besides, I already said you may walk around the water-well area.

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