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“Hope was a sweet girl before that awful Nive came along,” Kira muttered. “She’s a terrible influence.”

“Hope is still a sweet girl. You might want to remember that before you take your frustrations out on her. And you should consider telling her that you care about her.”

Kira shot a sharp glance at the witch. “What do you mean? Of course I care about her. Look at all the trouble I go to with her, nobody gets as much training as she does.”

“She doesn’t know, Kira. Why do you think she connected with Nive so quickly? She’s hungry for some kind of love. Any kind of love.” Ayla spoke with a gentle wisdom which cut through Kira’s annoyance. “It’s why she takes such risks to impress you.”

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The young women did not wait to implement their plan. Kira and Ayla were about to depart the fortress and there was no time to think it over anymore than they already had. They both agreed that it was an excellent plan without flaws and so Nive climbed into the root cellar and Hope ran at full speed to the contingent at the gates.

“Kira!” She shouted. “Ayla!” She came to a halt in a cloud of dust. “It’s Nive,” she gasped. “She’s escaped!”

“What do you mean, escaped?” Kira snapped the question impatiently.

Hope looked at Kira with a blank expression. “Do I need to explain what ‘escaped’ means?”

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“I don’t think my wardrobe is the place to look…” Kira said after watching Ayla go through her clothing for some time. “We’re not the same size. Or shape.”

“No,” Ayla agreed with a small sigh. “I suppose not. I will have to have something suitable made.”

“So Nive’s father has found her? Here? You think he will come to this place?”

“So Ariadne says,” Ayla said. “I am inclined to believe her. She says there is an elf with him.”

“An elf you know?”

“That she did not say.”

“We should send scouts,” Kira said pragmatically. “We need to know how many men he is bringing and what weapons they bear. In war, the priority is not clothing, Ayla.”

“Do I sense reproach in your tone, Kira?” Ayla raised a fine brow in the warrior’s direction.

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You’ve been waiting ever so patiently for the next installment of Lesbia, so I hope you enjoy it. Today, we discover why Nive is so very confident about her chances of rescue 😀

While Nive stood frozen under the witch’s spell, a very long way away, a cane was landing across the leather-clad posterior of a male guardsman around twenty or so years of age. It bit against the hard rounds of his rear with a loud crack which made every man in the arena wince. As the pain of the infernal instrument spread through his flesh, the guardsman squeezed his eyes shut and hissed a sharp breath through his teeth. It was likely of little comfort to him in that moment, but he was not alone in his torment. Indeed, he was one of nine young men lined up against a leather horse, taking punishment from a singular man who wielded a long black cane with real vigor against one backside, then another.

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“Hope!”

The young scout came crawling out from a pile of hay in the corner of the stable to find a very tall, rather irritated looking witch looking down at her.

“Where is Nive?”

Hope gestured back at the hay. “Sleeping.”

“This is your notion of guarding a prisoner, is it?” Ayla looked down at the blue eyed scout with a certain indulgent humor.

“Well I know where she is,” Hope shrugged. “I think that counts.”

“Did you have that wound tended to as yet?”

“Haven’t had a chance,” Hope said. “I’ve been doing important guarding work.”

“You’ve been rutting,” Ayla said. “You two barely know one another.”

“We know each other rather well now,” Hope grinned unrepentantly. “Would you like me to get Princess Nive for you?”

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