Damian was almost sure he had fouled the man, but was ready in case that did not work! He had previously created a slime dagger, and it was hidden right behind him, beneath the clothes.
Everything happened instantly. In one moment, the man was laughing and acting as if Damian was already a dead man, and in the other, a dagger pierced his throat and a lot of blood spurted from the wound.
"…"
The man tried to speak his last words, but the dagger had ripped his throat, therefore speaking was not something he could do!
"This is mine," Damian said as he took out a ring from the man's hand.
He already had one, but why not pick up another one? Damian had a few friends and surely they would be happy to get that! Anyway, time was not on his side, so Damian only took that and left the hidden tree house as quickly as possible.
The good part was that the cultists were far from each other, each one taking care of a specific area of the elven forest. So it was not like they were nearby and would find Damian within seconds.
Damian had enough time to leave the area, especially with his invisibility and flying abilities, going high in the sky, vanishing completely from the sight of anyone who tried to find him.
'So there's a mine underground? This ring is quite extraordinary. I wonder if there are other useful things down there.'
Upon witnessing the power of the ring, Damian became eager to investigate the mines and search for more helpful items. Going there wouldn't cause any harm, and Damian was confident that nobody possessed enough strength to intimidate him.
'But what those guys have to do with Ailred and the throne? They want him in charge so they can explore the caves as they pleased?'
That was the only explanation Damian could find at that moment, but if that was the case, then those crystals had other usages, and not only making rings! Or there was something else down there. Who knows?
Despite wanting to explore it, Damian first returned to the elven village — stealthily — and no guard noticed his arrival.
Frederic was asleep, and now that Damian was back inside the elven village, he could finally relax, certain that those cultists would not find him.
'Let me change back to my clothing,' Damian thought.
He destroyed the clone he made before leaving, and his cultist robe — one that did not look that identical to the original one. After that, it was time for Damian to rest and think about all the things that happened, and how to proceed, but as he was about to go on his bed, someone knocked.
'Who could it be?'
Damian wasn't scared of it being an enemy — he was inside the village, so it should be safe — but was still curious who was looking for him.
Maybe it was Ailred who somehow found something to put the blame on him, or the cultists were also hidden inside the village.
But once Damian opened the door, it was someone he knew.
"Siora? What are you doing here?"
Siora, the elven queen, had a cloak and a hood on, as if she was hiding her identity.
"I-I just wanted to talk with you. Come with me. There's a place I want you to see."
"But won't the guards see us?" Damian asked.
"Don't worry, they are eating, and the few that should patrol, I did a fake call to divert them. Come, quick!"
Siora did many things to make their meeting possible, making Damian wonder what was she planning to do.
Anyway, they left the village in the middle of the night without no one seeing it. Damian was a little apprehensive the cultists would find them.
'They never saw my face, so it should be fine.'
After they were out of the village, and no guards were around, Damian whispered, "Where are we going, anyway?"
Siora said nothing and kept moving until they reached a waterfall. The scenery was even gorgeous at night with the moonlight, the fireflies, and the night breeze hitting their faces.
It looked straight from a fairy tale.
"This place is incredible! But what are we doing here?" Damian asked.
Siora was jumping around, and already taking out her cloak, and what was beneath it was a bikini. "Jump in the water, of course."
She ran toward the waterfall, and with each step, her boobs went up and down, catching Damian's attention.
"Come, I don't think you want to miss this," she said as she jumped.
Damian still couldn't understand why she did that. Was she still after answering about what happened in the cave? Did she find something, or was it something else?
But obviously Damian would not miss the chance of swimming with a gorgeous woman like Siora, who had a perfect body, showing a lot with the bikini.
While she had a bikini to use, Damian did not have a decent clothing for swimming, so he took off his cloak and went inside with his underpants.
Siora could not help but gaze at his manhood, who was marking on the underpants.
-Siora: 'It looks bigger than what I saw the other day! Maybe because it's closer? Ah, why do I get horny near him?'
She wanted to see Damian after seeing his naked body the other night, yet Siora couldn't just invite him to her house again. It would be too suspicious, and she did not want the rest of the village gossiping about it.
It was something that had to be done in secret, and that's why she called Damian during the night, and pulled some strings to make the guards look away, allowing the two to leave without problems.
"This water is so refreshing! I loved it!" Damian said, sitting on the edge of the water pond beneath the waterfall.
The night wasn't as cold as Damian was used to — maybe the season in the elven forest was a hot one — so even though he was bathing during nighttime; the water was not cold.
"It's nice to go do something else and not always have to take care of all the elven villages… I am an elf too, you know," Siora said.
The burden of being the leader was heavy, and Damian knew that. He was only the leader of a small organization, the Dawn, yet it was already something tough.
He couldn't even imagine how it was for Siora, who had many elven villages to take care, and now she also had Ailred and the cultists who were up to no good.
"I want to be me for one night. Siora, not queen Siora," she said, moving closer to Damian.
She placed her hand on his chest, feeling his toned muscles. For someone who acted shy, Siora was going all out!
It was only a touch at first, but in no time, Siora's and Damian's lips met, and their tongues intertwined in a warm kiss. Damian grabbed her by the waist, putting her on his lap.
Their kisses became more intense, and before long, Siora's soft hand was moving toward his manhood, touching it, and feeling it for the first time!
"Is this your first time?" Damian asked.
Siora nodded. She was horny to the point of wanting to take out Damian's pants and feel the cock inside her.
"Can I take your clothes off?"
"Do you want to suck my big boobs? This queen will give it to you," Siora said, taking off the upper part of her bikini.
Siora's boobs were massive and rounded, and the moment she took the bikini off, they almost hit Damian in the face.
She shoved them into his face, and Damian felt as if he was in the paradise, a soft and warmth place he did not want to leave! Damian sucked both of her pinky nipples, and Siora moaned along with it.
"Ahhh."
Damian moved his hand on her down parts, touching her pussy while also sucking her nipples. The feeling of having someone else doing it for you was something Siora was not used to, but she loved it!
"I want to play with your dick too," she said.
"Go on. I am all yours tonight!"
Siora quickly took out his pants, and the moment she had the dick close to her face, she could not help but to grab hit and use it to hit her cheeks.
"So big," Siora said.
She moved her hand up and down, masturbating Damian. Her hands were too soft, making it even better!
"Can I suck it too?" she asked.
Damian nodded, and Siora got to work, spitting on the dick and slowly putting it all inside her mouth. She pushed harder and harder the more wet it became, and Damian helped her by pulling her hair and pushing her head down.
*Glub
It was only the start of the night, and both Damian and Siora had plenty of nasty things inside their minds!
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