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Princess for Sale (Marie + Russian)

Simon was completely unaware of them having been infiltrated by a single man. He was way too busy talking business with his associates in the caravan.

He had entered the wagon, having incapacitated one guard outside as he stood there. He saw her naked, blood between her legs and bruises on her face as he gulped, looking down into her eyes. He shook his head a bit, leaning down to kiss her forehead softly before he searched the chains and shackles, unfortunately he didn't have a key with him for them but his dagger would have to do as he quickly worked it out, freeing her arms and legs soon, helping her get up as he found some of Simon's spare clothes, having her wear them before sneaking away from the caravan with her.
 
Erossong could barely walk, the pain intense. "What about the others? We can't leave them," she said. She was shaking as they walked, leaning on him. Also needing him to walk for her. Her head was resting on his shoulder. So many times he had saved her. This one was just one more, one she owed him dearly for. She owed him everything. He already had her heart, he always had.
 
"We can't save them right now, I don't have enough soldiers." He whispered to her softly, holding her in close to him before he swept her up in his arms, quickly leaving the wagon and rushing into the nearby woods. No one saw him as he went in with her, but Simon would notice on he returned. It was worth the risk as he carried her to the horse bound to a tree, putting her down for a moment to get up before adjusting the front part of the saddle, turning it to the side so she could sit there in front of him, he helped her up, letting her lie in against him as they rode off towards the small camp near the caravan.
 
Erossong rested against his chest, taking in his scent. Her body shaking a bit. Mostly from the pain. She was glad to be in his arms again. Sighing softly. Almost falling asleep, but she didn't. She saw the camp up ahead. It was far enough away that the caravan would give up before they got there. She was just glad her ordeal was over. She safe, at least until the next time an enemy decided capture was best way to do things.
 
Bringing her back to the camp as he held her in his arms, Kironan felt the deepest sorrow for his princess. She had been through a lot more than usually, and he was going to revenge her for that as they entered the camp, two of the guards nodding to them as he rode to his tent, letting her down first before stepping down himself and lifting her up in his arms. She wasn't able to walk normally like a princess should, so he was going to carry her into his tent, gently putting her down in the makeshift bed he always had with him. It was large enough for both of them but instead of lying down with her, he pulled a chair up, grabbing the glass of elven wine he had left as he then took a sip, savouring the sweet taste of it.
 
Erossong reached out for him. Taking his hand. She needed him now more then ever. She trusted him more then anyone. And now that she had been broken, she needed his touch. "Lay with me," she said softly. "I feel safe in your arms..." This was the truth, in his arms, she felt like nothing could go wrong, nothing could get her. That she was completely safe. She looked up at him with blood shot eyes, pleading with him.
 
Kironan heard her pleading, feeling his heart sink as he knew what she had been through. He had wanted her to be happy, despite being her bodyguard, he was the one who loved her the most in the entire world. He couldn't deny her words, however seeing as she was naked, he undressed for her, leaving him in no clothes himself as he slipped down under the covers with her, pulling her in close to him gently as he then kissed her forehead. "As you wish my Princess." He whispered softly to her, holding her close to him as gently as he possibly could.
 
Erossong couldn't help but blush when he stripped down. He had a gorgeous body. Years of being a knight could do that. She cuddled into him. Her head resting on his chest. She loved him, this much was obvious, she had since they were growing up together. But never had she admitted it. She was far too scared of her father to admit it.
 
Kironan held her in his arms, loving to cuddle with her as they had done it only rarely. He wanted her to be happy, even if it meant that he would have to be her bodyguard for the rest of their lives, he didn't care for a marriage if he was to show her how much he loved her, he could do with what he was doing just now. Holding her in his arms and softly kissing her forehead as he wanted her to feel safe and be happy again.
 
"Kironan, I owe you my life. And for that, I want to give you something we both want," Erossong said softly. She looked up at him. "I'm confronting my father when we get back to the castle. I'm telling him whether he approves or not, that we are to wed. He has always seen you as a son anyway." She took his hand smiling and then laying back down on his chest.
 
Kironan listened to her as he looked down at her, smiling softly he kissed the top of her head. "Just be careful, the politics of the country could be hurt by your decision." He hadn't had much chance to avoid that part of the royal politics but he knew how to bend his ways in despite this would be the hardest thing in his life to go through with. "I will accept your hand in marriage, my beloved Princess." He whispered after that, letting her know that he didn't care about what the response from her father would be.
 
Erossong smiled, she didn't care what anyone thought. The whole nation loved her anyway. They would not disown her for marrying the man she loved and owed her life to. She snuggled up to him, falling asleep quickly, due to the mental and physical exhaustion her body was in at the moment. Nuzzling his chest and then falling asleep.
 
Kironan held her as she slept, enjoying snuggling with her as he just held her, no one would bother interupting them as they knew about their love for each other. The tent was a place of privacy after all, the soldiers using it for worshipping their religion or for when they had their loved ones over, whether family or lovers the place was still sacred and no one interupted unless asked to.
 
Erossong slept fairly soundly, no waking till morning broke the next day. Pushing herself up she realized that Kironan was still asleep. She fumbled through his clothes. Putting on the smallest pair she could find. She needed to find a place to bathe, she felt dirty. She stepped out of the tent, looking around. The soldiers were bustling around and bust. It had to be almost midday. She sighed and walked through the camp. She was sure if any of them recognized her in such a condition, she could only hope not. She looked around. Wondering if there was a hot spring anywhere near by.
 
Kironan slept that night, just holding her in his arms as he wanted to keep her safe. He woke up a few moments after her, noticing she had been through his clothes as he quickly got up, dressing himself before clicking the belt with his sword around his waist and rushing out of the tent. He saw her wearing his clothes as he was wondering what she could be up to while he walked up behind her, putting a hand on her shoulder and softly turning her around. "It's okay to wake me up if you need anything." He told her, his tone soft and gentle as he looked into her eyes.
 
Erossong flinched a bit when his hand first came down. But then she realized who it was. Smiling and looking up at him, "I need to bathe.... I feel dirty...used," she whispered moving to hug him, her head resting on his chest. She needed to feel clean again. She had to.
 
"Then come." He whispered to her softly, kissing her forehead as he smiled back to her. He gently took her hand, guiding her to the horse as he told her quickly to wait a moment while he went into his tent and gathered a sponge and some soap, she would probably appreciate a good scrub as he went back out, climbing up on the horse before helping her up, the small linen bag attached to the saddle lastly as he rode off into the woods with her, heading for the nearest hot spring.
 
Once the arrived at the spring Erossong smiled, "Would you like to join me?" She asked softly. She turned, facing her back to him, and slid off the pants first, leaving her covered by his shirt, which nearly came to her knees. Then sliding it off she stepped into the water, sighing in contentment at the amazing heat. And how good it felt on her skin.
 
"I'd love to join my beloved one." Kiranon replied, smiling back to her as he let her down first before he got off, unhooking the bag before he undressed, seeing her naked form head into the water as he took a moment, being naked himself, he tried to control his erection, though it was very hard with such a beautiful girl that he loved so much. He headed into the water, taking the bag with him as he knew it was waterproof, and because he didn't want to have to walk too much to get the soap and the sponge. He just wanted to enjoy his time there with her.
 
Erossong smiled and moved over to him. She dunked under the water to wet her hair, coming back up. She only exposed from her uppser chest and up. Not wanting to tease him too badly, when she knew she was in not condition to make love to him at the moment. Though, she knew it would probably help. Being able to associate sex with good, rather then bad. She leaned up and kissed him gently on the lips.
 
Kiranon watched her, loving the sight of her beautiful skin. He might only be her bodyguard but he understood royalty well enough to actually go as one. He kissed her back, his arms moving around her body as he held her close, loving every inch of their skin which was in contact as he held the kiss, closing his eyes a moment later. He would sleep with her, have sex with her and do anything he could to keep her happy as long as she was safe in his arms.
 
Erossong leaned against him, taking the sponge and the soap, washing off throughly. Letting the dried blood soak off of her thighs. Her wrists, ankles, and face were bruised. She rested against him again. Her body still sore from what she'd been through. Relaxing in the heat of the spring.
 
Kironan would help her whenever she needed it as he then held her close, threading water with her as they were together, one being even if not connected he was pleased for them both. He kissed the top of her head, letting her rest against him was pleasing as he knew that she would soon be back to the strong girl he had fallen in love with and still loved. He was certain that together they would be able to free the rest of the slaves.
 
Erossong sighed. Now that she was cleaned she just rested against him. Placing very gentle, loving kisses on his chest. She wondered how her father would react. There were so many things he could say or do. Some good, some not so good. But she prayed for the good. He was an understanding man. He would see they were meant to be.
 
Kironan held her in his arms, loving the feeling of her lips on his chest as he accepted every kiss she gave him. He was remembering his past suddenly, the war bringing terror into his heart as it still haunted him. He might appear to be muscular but strength lied in his race. His black skin was glistening lightly as the sun reflected in the water, he loved holding her close though his background might seem to make her father react harshly, he was after all an orphan from one of the wars.
 
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