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To the Highest Bidder Goes the Prize (Chuckeles/butterfly040

Lund moves to his horse patting its neck softly. He glances back towards the tent mumbling softly to himself as he begins brushing the horse down having been in to much of a rush to do so before. His shirt lays on the floor of the tent wearing just his sword and pants. He slips on to the horse turning as he hears the tent opening watching her. "Im going to see if the boy dropped off the supplies for us. You can stay here and rest Kiana I shouldnt be to long." He turns away kicking the horse hard as he takes off the tension in his neck and jaw obvious.
 
Watching him ride off, she wondered for a moment why he was so... tense. It made her feel the same way as she turned and returned into the tent. Seeing his shirt on the floor still, she smiled a little down at it as she picked it up and patted the dirt from it before folding it and putting it aside with the rest of his clothing. Unable to really calm her mind enough to rest, she went about straightening the tent a bit. She wanted to seem of value to him, and even if this was only a small way to show her appreciation.
 
Lund gallops the horse through the camp careful of anyone who happens to be walking through the area. He pulls his horse up sharply as he reaches Grego's tent. He tugs a skin of wine free from his horses saddle. "Grego are you in there? I have need of someone to share some wine with." He heads for the tent entrance pausing to wait for a response from inside.
 
Grego takes a moment, but soon he opens the tent flap to let him inside, just finishing putting his shirt on it seemed and a bit of a frown on his face, "You had to come for a visit now lad?" he asked a little cross at first but ended up smiling. "Then again I suppose better now then in 10 minutes when I would have just thrown some curses your way. Come in I suppose." As they entered, Tessa stood from the cot and was flattening down her skirts, looking a bit guilty herself.
 
Lund smiles as he steps inside glancing around as he looks for a couple of glasses. "I plan to get throughly drunk tonight Grego. If you wish for me to go then Ill get drunk on my own. Besides I came by to see if the lad had dropped off the supplies we bought in town." He grabs up a cup blowing it out before beginning to fill it. "That woman is just infuriating."
 
"Well I would rather you get drunk here with me where I can keep an eye on you rather then out someplace where a man could get himself in trouble all to easily. Sit... you can stay until the wine clears your mind a bit then I will drag you back to your tent." Grego produced two more cups for himself and Tessa. "And yes, the items all arrived. We should be ready to depart as early as tomorrow midday. Now... why has the lass done that has to so full of the need to drink it away?"
 
He shakes his head slowly as he drinks deeply from his glass before refilling it. "Shes just so damn infuriating at times. She lays with me then believes I should treat her like some kind of common street whore." He sighs shaking his head as he downs his second cup before refilling it once more. "I dont understand a single thing about her no matter what I try." He sighs as he stands and begins pacing around the small tent. "Sometimes I think I was a fool for saving her from that auction block." He slumps down quickly.
 
"Hmm, I see..." Grego mused as he rubbed his chin as if in thought or understanding. He had a hunch but just had to test it, "Well then there really is only one thing you can do. If she infuriates you so then sell her. There are plenty of men around that would be willing to take her off your hands, virgin or no. You'll need to do it quick though since we will be setting out soon."

Tessa was across the tent, looking shocked and a bit appalled by the way Grego spoke about how Lund should handle his problem. Any other man would tear her apart should he get his hands on the girl. But Grego knew what he was doing... at least he hoped he did.
 
Lund jumps on to his feet shaking his head vigorously his free hand dropping to his sword. "Never Grego. Those men would treat her like a street whore. She is no such thing." The hand holding his wine shakes with anger as he looks at Grego. "I dont care if every man in the camp offered me twice what I payed for her." He swallows softly as he grits his teeth taking a deep drink from his cup trying to calm himself.
 
Grego only smiled as he leaned back in his sit, pouring the wine into his own cup, "So basically you mean that even though she infuriates you to no end you still want the lass and nothing in the world can prevent you from letting her go. So you will just have to keep on letting her go on doing what she is doing to you. Infuriating or not." He toasted the cup a little before sipping back at his drink. Once he put in onto the table again he went on, "Lad, she is a young girl that lived her life as a priestess. A woman that lived her whole like pure and never letting herself give into temptation. Then she is sold to be a sex slave? Let me guess, she enjoys herself?"

"She's conflicted," Tessa joined in as she came up behind Grego's chair. "A priestess lives her life thinking pleasures of the flesh as a sin as great as murder. She isn't punishing you Lund... she's punishing herself."
 
Lund sighs softly as he stares into his wine cup swirling it around slowly. "I didnt push her into jumping into bed with me. She made the decision on her own Grego." He sighs downing the cup after the toast. He reaches for the skin refilling it slowly. He glances up towards Tessa. "Why does it feel like shes trying to punish me Tessa?" He sighs softly as he continues to drink slowly. "I gave her all the space she could want and yet she still comes to me then pushes me away as soon as things finish." He begins to refill his cup once more.
 
"She might not even realize how it makes you feel," Tessa at last took a seat and held her cup as Grego filled it. "I don't know what kind of things they taught to the priestesses in the village temple, but I can tell from the few people I have spoken to from the temple, dealing with matters of the heart is one of them. And I KNOW that matters of the flesh are not, nor of war. When we were all put into captivity when the army attacked here, awaiting our fate, the ones guarding us were a bit harsh with the things that were 'expected' of us and our new owners. Things that even frightened me, a woman that was once married years ago and was no longer a untrained maid. Those poor young priestesses were in tears over their fates to be a vessel for the lusts of men painted basically to be like demons to them. The guards words, not mine."
 
Lund sighs softly as she speaks dropping his head slightly. "I didnt realize how bad things were for you before the auction. Ive been gentle with her. I dont want to hurt her or drive her away." He sighs once more as he downs the rest of his wine shaking his head. "She seems almost like a different person when were being intimate then once things are finished she walls herself up again." He utters a soft curse as he takes the wine skin filling his glass once more.
 
"I would be more afraid if there was no passion in her at all. There being some while you are intimate is a good sign, shows she is at least capable of it," Tessa told him with a smile. "You'd have no hope if she just laid there and let you do as you wanted with her." She sighed and shook her head a little, "That might have been mentioned by the guards as to what the girls should do for their owners. It's been but a few days lad. You'll see. In time, she'll warm up to the idea of being a normal woman and not some virginal maiden for all time."

Grego laughed slightly, "If she's as messed up as you say she is lad.... the sex must be good enough to make her think she's gonna burn for enjoying it." Tessa quickly batted his arm for being so open about intimate maters of others.

"You better not speak so freely and blunt about things that happen between us..."
 
Lund laughs softly shaking his head. "I dont mean to be so frank. I wish to know what I was doing wrong if I was." He refills the glass starting to feel the effects of the strong wine. "Perhaps I should be getting back before she worries about me. Ill take some wine with me to see if I can get her to partake with me." He laughs softly as he stumbles towards the entrance shaking his head. "I shall see you in the morning dear Grego. And a good night to you Tessa." He attempts to bow and almost falls with a soft laugh. "I think I should go before I fall."
 
Grego shook his head a little bit, and called as he left, "Leave yours horse and walk or you might never make it back there without falling off and breaking your neck." As he closed the tent flap and turned, he found Tessa frowning a bit, "And what's that face for? He hasn't ruined out night. I am still wanting you my dear..."

"He's going to need to give her wine just to calm her nerves. He left that frightened lass... alone... in the middle of a camp of lusty men. She's likely climbing the walls by now..."

And that she was. Being alone didn't bother her much at first when she had some tasks for keep her busy, but to shortly there was nothing left and she could do nothing but sit and wait. Soon the sounds of men walking past had her realizing that if any one of them decided to peek in on Lund, they'd find her alone, and she'd not be able to defend herself much. Every second she was alone started to feel like forever.
 
Lund nods taking down the other wine skin from his horse saddle. He stumbles slightly as he recrosses the camp singing softly under his breath to a dirty tavern song. He stops just outside the tent smiling. "Kiana are you in there?" He moves forward laughing softly as he opens the tent flaps glancing around abit surprised at how clean the tent seems to be now. "Where are the cups. I brought us some wine to share darling." He laughs as he drops the wine skin on the bed moving to a small chest digging through it abit messily.
 
Hearing the drunken song approaching her steadily, she started to panic a little. There was no doubt that the drunken man was heading for the tent after a few moments of listening. She stood up and thought a moment about running for it, but ended up instead with one of the heavy cups in her hand behind her back to hit the man over the head with. It was behind her back as the man stopped and spoke... "Lund?" she questioned as he came into the tent. She watched him moving and knew then for sure, the drunk singing had been him. Funny he should ask for cups for one was already in her hand. She placed it on the table while his back was turned so he would not know she had been holding in planning to knock him over the head with it had he been a threat to her before she went to retrieve a second one. "I think you might have already been sharing some elsewhere.... Lund you are drunk..."
 
Lund laughs softly as a second cup is pulled out. "Ahh yes a second glass." He smiles leaning in close to her kissing her lips softly. "I had a few cups with Grego and Tessa. You remember them right?" He smile as he begins filling the two glasses. He hands her one then takes another for himself. " A toast to the finer things in life my dear." He takes a deep drink from his glass then leans in and kisses her softly. "You are beautiful and are the most wonderful woman Ive had the pleasure of knowing." He smiles as he picks up the wine intent on refilling both glasses once more.
 
There was not much to re-fill in her glass since she had only taken a sip in the toast he made to appease him. She had heard people could change in temperament when drunk some times and now she understood what it meant. He was certainly... a bit different when drunk. "Do you really think you need any more to drink this night Lund?" she meekly whispered to him.
 
Lund frowns softly seeing that she hasnt drank much. "Are you not thirsty Kiana?" He smiles as he takes a deep drink once more. He glances at her as she ask him about his drinking. His eyes blink slowly as he shakes his head gently. "Kiana you act like you scared." He reaches out to touch her cheek stroking it softly. "I..I would never do anything to hurt you." He smiles kissing her softly as he pulls her closer to him.
 
Her lips are slightly hesitant to kiss his but even through his drunken haze, she could feel the genuine vow within his voice and his promise he would never hurt her. Eventually her own lips responded to his kiss, but only for a few moments before she pulled her lips back and had to finally take a drink herself from the cup to clear up her own cloudy thoughts. Drinking would likely only make her mind more cloudy.
 
Lund smiles as he feels her respond to the kiss. A soft laugh escapes his lips as he takes a few drinks from his own cup as she drinks. He smiles as she caresses her cheek softly. "You are beautiful darling." He smiles kissing her neck softly as he slips his hand along her leg. "Tell me something darling? What did those guards do to you when you were captured?" He watches her looking into her eyes with a gentliness that belies his drunkness.
 
She gasped slightly, drink still held to her lips. Rather then lower the cup she raised it back up again and drank more from the cup, leaving it half empty now. "Why do ask that now?" she whispered, her body shivering a little as reminders of the things that had happened around her. They had only kept them in captivity for a short time towards the end of the fighting to when they were taken to the auction block, but it was filled with horrible sights all around her that would haunt her dreams for years to come.
 
He caresses her cheek softly once more as he refills both of the glasses. "I ask because Im going to punish each of those guards for you. They had no right to frighten you like that." He smiles as he caresses her cheek softly as he leans in kissing her deeply once more. "I will fight the entire world to keep you safe." He drinks from his glass once more emptying with a few gulps. "I love you Kiana. I..I know you cant believe me now but Im going to prove it to you."
 
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