It had been at least ten hours since they reached Ostagar and Tabris already felt as a prisoner. She tried to escape, only to discover that the only way out is feet first.

Now she was standing in the middle of mages, soldiers and terrified elven servants, thinking that maybe, death wasn't the worst fate.

Duncan's deep voice startled her.

"You have been in Teyrn Loghain's tent?"

"Yes. No. I only met him outside of his tent."

"I'm not going to ask what matter an elf could possibly discuss with a Teyrn, but maybe what you did can be useful to our order"

"What do you mean?" Tabris had a bad feeling about this. She felt it in her guts.

"The king believes that his father in law isn't getting as much amusement as he should."

Tabris felt her body going numb. What kind of irony was that? She killed a filthy shemlen lord only to find herself offered to another. Someone up there must hate her to let this happen.

"Don't look at me like this girl! You brought it upon yourself. One of Cailan's guards heard the Teyrn complementing your beauty and the king had the idea to offer Loghain a gift hoping the man will see things his way."

Cailan was persuaded that the only obstacle preventing Loghain from taking his side was his advanced age. To be precise, it was rather the lack of women in the Teyrn's life that Cailan blamed for his uptight attitude. Accordingly, the young king though that pushing a woman into his arms would make him remember what it was like to be young and hot blooded and eager to have heirs…

Duncan agreed, encouraged him, and told him the elf was no lady after all. It would be an honor for her to pleasure the Teyrn. He kept from telling him why she slaughtered an entire estate. Also he avoided clarifying that Loghain had always been that cold and strict. No cunt was able to set the fire to his frozen heart not even one as sweet as the young elf's quim.

"I'm no gift shemlen!" Tabris hissed ready to fight. It wasn't today that she would let a human dishonor her.

"You'll be whatever the king decides that you are" Duncan laughed. "But your bravery does you credit" He added before stepping closer and threatening

"You are a criminal under my protection, without it; imagine what the lords present here would do to the knife-ear who murdered the son of beloved Arl Uriel"

Tabris felt her knees shacking with fear and rage "you are bluffing! you need me."

"What I need more is the king's gratitude"

The young woman lowered her head, fists and teeth clenched. Was she stupid enough to attack him? He wondered.

"Now go to my tent, there are, hot water, soap, and a dress. Clean yourself and go to the Teyrn's tent. I believe you already know where it is."

"Maker damn you!" Tabris spat.

Duncan chuckled. How long after seeing the hoards of Darkspwans, would she still believe that the Maker gave a fuck about them?

"one last thing" he paused "you play the damsel in distress and tell Loghain that we are forcing you and I will throw you myself to the angry mob. Not even he can protect a noble man's murderer"

Being poor, a woman and an elf was a deadly combination especially when you have pride. And it wasn't her mother who would say otherwise. if she didn't want to end up like her, dead or even worst she had to do as the humans said

Loghain didn't seem to notice the guard standing before him, he was too concentrated on his maps and on chewing that Maker damned dried meat. Not only it tasted like old shoes but it had the same texture.

"Your Grace!" the guard mumbled

"What now!" Loghain sighed.

"Pardon me, sir, the…elf from before, she demands an audience…she says that she was sent by the king"

Loghain's eyes narrowed. The girl didn't give the impression that she was foolish. Why would she use this lie twice to meet him?

"Let her in" he ordered before he brought the cup of wine to his lips. Maybe the evening wouldn't be as dull as he expected, he though, as he emptied his cup to the lees.

She washed her hair, he could tell. Her dark hair cascaded in brilliant waves over her thin shoulders. She was wearing a fine dress exposing more than it should of her beautiful cleavage. The light fabric held tight her slim waist and narrow hips. She looked so pretty, soft skin and delicate bones. She stood awkwardly in front of his desk. Avoiding meeting his sharp gaze.

He crossed his arms over his chest and asked

"So you are here to deliver a message from the king?"

He sounded amused and skeptical until Kallian handed him a sealed letter.

She decided that his shocked expression was one of her favorites.

Loghain frowned as he read the letter. He was angry she could see it. How he glared to the piece of paper she half expected him to stab it to death.

When his eyes finally met hers, his cold gaze made her shiver.

"So I assume you know why you were sent here child."

"I am no child!"

"You are a child" he stated

He poured himself another cup of wine and set on his wooden chair

"You transformed the Arl of Denerim's estate into a blood bath … and yet you come here to… offer yourself for my amusement?"

"I don't mind if it's you…you are not like the others" She lied.

"I am overjoyed by your testimony!" he said maliciously

Loghain crumpled up the letter and flung it on the ground.

"Little one, I'm like the others if not worst… go now!"

Tabris picked the piece of paper and before Loghain could object she was reading it.

"You are the one always complaining about the quality of the meat. I hope my gift will please your fine palate.

Take some pleasure, Loghain: this is an order from your king."

Meat…for them, she was only meat, to fuck or to throw to a horde of monsters. Duncan didn't even bother to stop Vaughan at the wedding. No one cared. And now if she leaves this tent without the thick semen of that man dripping from her cunt as evidence, she would be thrown to the wolves.

Tabris let the letter fall from her shaking hand. If she was to be used like a whore, the least she could do was to ensure that the sordid transaction would turn to her benefit…The Teyrn was after all sensitive to her charms.

When she raised her head and met his eyes, she showed determination instead of bitterness.

"It says this is an order from the king" she stated as she walked toward his desk and added "you too seem to have little choice in this" she shrugged her shoulders

Loghain chuckled and made a sign for her to come closer.

She had to measure every gesture, every word, and every glance.

She walked slowly to him, swinging her hips as he watched eyes half lidded and erection already visible through his thin pants. When she got at his reach he pulled her forward until she stood between his legs. She didn't know what she was supposed to do next. A smile stretched the corner of his mouth as he slid his hands from her waist to her perfect little ass to finally place them behind her thighs and guide her until she was set astride in his lap her face inches from his.

How was she supposed to seduce him if she had a hard time trying to catch her breath…while he barely touched her!

"What is your name, girl?" he asked his voice softer than usual

"Kallian, my lord" she panted

His large hands pulled her dress up her thighs slowly and sneaked under it to grab her bottom. He growled when he felt no small clothes to obstruct his exploration.

She almost jumped off his lap when his fingers brushed against her cunt. He seized the back of her neck with his large hand bringing their foreheads together as he continued caressing her

She wasn't wet yet, but he would change that.

Kallian felt his calloused hands on her soft skin, as she inhaled his tangy masculine scent. Everything about him was so deliciously masculine, his board shoulder, his muscular thighs, and especially that hardness that was pressing against her cunt.

She didn't know what to do with her hands as they remained on his shoulders, grasping his shirt.

Would the stern teyrn appreciate it if she caressed his cheeks and sank her fingers into his dark silky hair? She did it anyway and it made him purr with satisfaction. Her laughter ended in a sharp moan as one of his thick fingers sank into her entrance. Kallian bucked against him, clutching a handful of his black hair. The sensation was odd but not disagreeable and it didn't take long before she began undulating her hips, stroking her swollen bud against the palm of his large hand. she panted "my lord I…I can't" as she felt her orgasm building inside her every time he pressed his digit against that sweet spot inside her tight channel. Loghain pulled the left strap of her dress down, baring one of her breasts.

"You can call me Loghain, no need for formalities when I'm fingering you, girl" he whispered into her ear before he took her hardened nipple in his mouth, suckling and nibbling the hard bud till she couldn't take it any more. She came harder than she had ever come before , screaming his name as her cunt clenched around his finger.

It was his turn to laugh until the little fool crashed their mouths together in a bruising passionate kiss. Her tongue immediately plunged his mouth and it took him some seconds to react. why was she kissing him? did she really find him attractive? Was she playing games with him? It didn't matter anymore as she pressed herself up against his chest. His arms tightened around her waist, one of his hands gripped the back of her neck and pressed her further more against his mouth. Their tongues entwined and caressed, she liked how he smelled how he tasted and how his intense kiss made her loins ache for more.

Without warning, he lifted her as he rose from his chair. She gasped and tightened her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist. His large hands squeezed her ass playfully and she responded with a bruising kiss on the left side of his neck. he had to put her quickly in the bed before she leave a love bite on a visible place, although the idea didn't upset him, maybe he would appear more like a human being to his soldiers and less like a legend from some history books.

He changed his mind as he put the lithe elf on the large table. Taking her to bed would suggest his desire for a more intimate and languorous lovemaking, when they were both aiming for a brief sexual intercourse which was far more adequate to their situation: two strangers almost coerced into having sex. He momentarily cursed his son in law before bringing his attention back to the young woman sitting on…one of his maps!

Before he could ask her to remove the precious item from under her beautiful bottom, Kallian reached for his shirt. She wasn't intimidated by the Teyrn anymore she craved the man who could do such wonderful things with his hands and his tongue. Loghain seized her hands, his eyebrows rising in surprise… what the hell was she doing?

"Take it off, please." she said biting her reddened lip.

"It won't be necessary" He tried to sound calm.

"I want to see you" she seemed disappointed. Was she faking it? He wondered looking carefully at the red coloring her cheeks. The girl was a maiden after all. She wasn't a prostitute and didn't seem to have much experience. She was breathy and all bothered after only a... maybe she was more curious than really desirous to see a man older than her father shirtless. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the empty chair and looked back to her. Was he nervous? He was never nervous or anxious about such a thing. She was nothing to him…

He didn't finish this thought not when he felt her squeezing him in her arms and burying her face in the dark hair covering his chest.

Her reaction amused him more than it should. Did all the elven women react this way to chest hair? Surely some were grossed out by it? He wouldn't know neither think about it, not when her little, wicked tongue delved to lick his nipple. His hand move on its own to grab a fistful of her hair as he suppressed a moan. He shut his eyes tight before the temptation became too great. He lowered his gaze and glanced to the elf tonguing greedily one of his nipples. It sent waves of pleasure to his rigid cock and it took all of his self-control to extirpate himself from her embrace. He had to get away before he would go mad with lust and force himself into her untried entrance, right there on top of this old map.

Tabris stared at him questioningly with her big brown eyes. His chest was rising and falling fast. He couldn't hide his need.

"Undress and go to the bed!" he commanded his ragged voice betraying him.

"In this order?" she giggled.

"Yes!" he confirmed glaring at her mocking smile.

Tabris tried to steady her hands while disrobing in front of him. To be exposed in the heat of an intimate act was far different from taking her dress off while someone was staring at her.

She didn't look at him, she turned her back and walked to the bed and when she heard him growling low in his chest, she grew reassured, he liked what he saw.