A/N: Alright ready for Chapter 3? I sure hope so because this is where desires and lust come into play. Martin may end up taking on a more different personality quirk but since theres really nothing saying if hes a sexual person or not in the game I like to think that the beloved Priest/Emperor has quite the wild side to him. Enjoy.

P.S. Im glad you enjoyed the last chapter with the bit about Martin needing to keep his tongue in his mouth. I mean c'mon ladies when we have that once in a blue moon day where our hair works, our clothes look perfect, and our makeup is just right there are tongues dragging on the ground.

Chapter 3: Moon Kissed Skin.

About an hour later Martin woke up to find that the three bedrolls were still empty. The sun was still starting to raise, the sky not even light blue yet. He crawled out of the tent beginning to wonder if Mirana and the others had gotten into trouble. He walked quietly to the small grove and crouched in the safety of the trees and shadows. What he wasn't prepared to see what was really going on.

Mirana stood just on the bank of the clearing facing the water. A light mist settled around the area giving the air a chill but she seemed unaffected by it as did Elyon and Ra'jarza. Martin watched as she held her arms out and the other two walked forward. They unclipped the gloves and slowly pulled them off kissing her palms as if she were a goddess and they were her worshipers. The gloves were laid carefully on the rock and they knelt at her feet to take off her boots. Martin was entranced by the worship that they offered her, he was also entranced by her beauty once more. Her skin was pale and shimmered like she was bathed in moonbeams. He watched as they moved up to the upper armor and then began to hear them speak.

"Dearest Listener, most honored child of the Night Mother, we beseech you, tell us our mothers whim?" Elyon asked as she unbuckled the top straps that fastened the shirt around her neck.

"Dear Elyon, Dear Ra'jarza, I will be un able to speak to the Night Mother for some time. This mission, after we get to Weynon Priory you two must depart to Cheydinhal. Elyon you are to take Arquen's place in the Black Hand as Speaker, Ra'jarza you will be her Silencer. You two are my most trusted family members, I had chosen you specifically before Arquen's betrayal because I saw the potential within you both." She dropped her shoulders as the armor fell away and the other two creased her exposed skin lovingly before moving down.

Martin's eyes fallowed their hands down her back, her skin was flawless and shimmered, reminding him of a flawless pearl. Ra'jarza undid the tie that bound her hair and ran his claws through the flowing red mass, it was longer than Martin thought and fell down to her middle back and he wanted to run his fingers through it and wanted to feel it caress his skin. He shook his head, those thoughts were not supposed to be coming from him. He was a priest and he had taken his vows but she made him want to break them when no other woman had.

"Ra'jarza, Elyon thank you for your assistance go and gather up things for meals and do a little hunting." She watched them leave as she slowly began to sink into the glittering water and the mist rose up around her and caressed her. She sank to where the water just barely covered her breasts and turned staring exactly where he was hiding. "I know you are there watching me Martin, you may as well come out." She said.

Martin cursed silently as he got up and walked out of his hiding place. "I was almost sure that I wasn't seen."

"You weren't, by my companions. By me…well nothing can sneak around without my notice I am the head of the Dark Brotherhood after all." She said with a smirk as she lounged in the water against a rock, the water lapping at her skin. "So, Martin do you normally spy on unsuspecting girls? I thought Priests took vows of celibacy."

"We…uh that is I did…but I was merely trying to…" he paused at the look on her face. "I confess I was spying on you but it was not my intention Mirana. I came to find you and your companions because I did not know where you were and I got worried."

"We are trained assassins your majesty. We knew everything that was going on in the forest and we knew that you were safe." She said as she stood the mist enveloping her like a gown, obscuring but not hindering his view of her perfect body. She walked over to him and put her hand on his cheek, his face unconsciously turning into her palm his lips brushing her skin making him shiver. She smiled. "Martin." She whispered and he nearly moaned.

He grabbed her arms and pulled her to him. "Forgive me." He whispered as he crushed his lips to hers moaning as he finally tasted her. Her lips were soft and full and warm. Mirana stood stunned before her eyes slipped closed and she kissed him back. It had been to long since she kissed someone that wasn't Lucien.

Lucien

She pulled back and took a step away from him. "I can't Martin, my heart has yet to heal." She whispered. "Please go back to camp. I'll be along shortly, Elyon will have a meal prepared for you" she whispered.

Martin nodded mentally kicking himself. "Forgive me Mirana." He said bowing his head and moving away back past the trees.

Mirana slowly sank to the ground and put her face in her hands and did something she hadn't done since she joined the Brotherhood, she cried and remembered.

Mirana stood on one of the rooftops of the shacks of Bravil and watched her target stand in the center of the little shanty a torch over his head. He stood looking at the Statue of the Lucky Old Lady not moving. She quietly put an arrow to Shadowhunt and drew the string back. She lined the arrow up with her targets heart and smirked. "I send you to Sithis." She whispered to herself as she let the arrow fly. Her Target flew back from the arrow and landed in a messy heap about twenty feet from the statue. She jumped down from her hiding spot and felt a familiar chill run up her spine. She smiled until she was forcefully turned around and looking into the angry face of her beloved Speaker.

"What have you done?" he snarled at her. "I thought I could get here in time." He grabbed her arms roughly and shook her. "You just killed the Listener! Our link to the Night Mother!"

Mirana gaped at him. "But…but I did as you asked."

"Yes you did…at first!" he snarled at her. "Then you began to systematically kill off members of the Black Hand. Now other speakers belive that I have been trying to take the Listener's place and they are after us. You have betrayed me!" he snarled as he raised his hand to strike her.

"Lucien please I didn't!" she cried flinching away from him expecting a blow.

He stopped and gazed at her face. "No, I can see that you haven't betrayed us. We were set up." He cupped her face in his hands and stroked her tear streaked cheeks. "hush hush now. I am sorry for getting angry. You have done so well as my Sliencer. I am so proud of you my beautiful lover." He whispered kissing her. "But we must find who has betrayed us. Go to the next dead drop and then meet me at the Applewatch farm. I will be waiting for you. Go swiftly, let Sithis carry you on his wings."

"As you wish." She said as she turned and left Bravil, grabbing Shadowmare and riding hard to Anvil. After the discovery of the fake dead drops and the journal of the person trying to bring down the only family she had known she rode back to Applewatch farm. She saw a fire burning in the window and smiled, wanting her reunion with Lucien to be sweet and last all night long. She opened the door and gasped at what she saw.

"Lucien?" she screamed. "NO!" she ran forward to the dangling corpse and cut him down. She cradled his body to her and cried out. "No. No no no. Lucien you can't be dead, I found him Lucien I found the traitor." She whispered as she rocked him.

"Do not morn that traitor child. Come we have a meeting with the Night Mother with you taking Lucien's place." Arquen said leading her away from the broken body of her lover.

Mirana sighed as the tears finally stopped. She took a deep breath and slowly got to her feet. She felt a slight cress on her cheek and the whisperings of the Night Mother to her. She nodded. "I hear and will obey Mother." She whispered and slipped into her robes, gathered up her armor, and walked back to camp.

A/N: And done with that chapter. Sorry it took so long but now im on a roll so im pumping out chapters for stories like no other and im damend proud of myself. Hope you enjoyed this and what the Night Mother told Mirana will stay a secret for a few chapters yet. Reveiws are love =]