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Life Among the Orcs {Fancy Brat}

Duruz had stepped out of the tent, catching a few glimpses from the other members of the tribe. They were well aware of what he had done, and the situation the young chieftess was going through. While expecting a certain order from their leader, he simply propped himself down on the floor in front of the tent. That aphrodesiac wasn't something that could be easily ignored. the heat and pain she was experiencing wouldn't be so easily quelled either. In time he would act, but for now he would simply listen. He could easily hear how desperate she was to relieve herself of the heat, and those sounds she was making. It sent a little shiver up the orc leader's spine. "In due time...you will be mine." he thought. He turned his head slightly so that she would be able to hear him speaking to her from outside. "Do you require any help with anything?"
 
Maya's hands only made the heat worse. Her body grew hotter and hotter, till her sweat began to mix with the water she'd thrown over herself. The clothes, still not fully removed, clung to her athletic form. Frustrated, the chieftess moaned loud, lifting her hips into the air. Was there no way to quench this hunger? Perhaps if she delved her fingers deeper into her sex. Maya's digits sank into her wet, throbbing sex, finding the going easy. The woman bit back louder moans and exclamations of pleasure. If only she were back home. There Maya would have found a male and rode him into the ground. Here, there were no such opportunities.

Hearing Duruz's voice, Maya nearly yelped. She hurriedly adjusted her clothes, tugging fabric over aching nipples and entrapping a throbbing sex once more. The woman licked her lips before wobbling upright. Forcing a smile, Maya leaned forward to better project her words.

"I would appreciate more water," she suggested, figuring that asking for something would be a good plan. "Indeed, any type of refreshment would be appreciated. Again, I give you the thanks of my people for your hospitality. Truly, your actions speak loudly for you and your people."

Now leave her alone to finish what she'd been working on, please.


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"Water it is then." He called for another bowl to be broguht, though instead of one of his men doing it, he took the pleasure of bringing it in himself. His eyes focused on her instantly as he walked in, seeing the results of her arousal. Her body was glimmering with sweat, and no doubt she had used the water as well. the orc shivered with delight, thinking of all she had done to ease her pain. "Now now, you don't have to flatter me so. I am simply doing what is necessary. He set the bowl of water down where she had taken the first one. "The water will be good for your refreshment, along with however you need it. From the looks of things, you have some sort of fever though. It's odd though, considering the weather. She could see that he didn't seem to have the intention of leaving anytime soon, as if to observe her.
 
The orc chieftain himself came into the tent, witnessing Maya in her distress. The chieftess tugged at her clothing once, wishing that she could pry the sweaty leathers away from her body. To make things even more uncomfortable, Maya could smell herself on the air. The heady, rich aroma belonging to a woman in a highly aroused state. That, combined with her sweat and the more visible signs of her arousal, had to make her ailment quite evident to her orcish captor.

"Still, there are many who believe you wouldn't even do that," insisted Maya. She struggling to prevent herself from touching her area. That need grew worse and worse by the second. To make the situation even worse, her eyes kept wandering toward the orc's waist, drifting just low enough to consider his manhood. What size would an orc be? Would the rumors of their mass be proven true? Or was it all that: rumor and hearsay? No, no, she mustn't even think such things. She must focus, put this gnawing need out of her mind. Soon Duruz would be on his way, and she could tend to herself once more.

Except he didn't leave. Instead he offered her the water and remained, observing her behavior. How to send him away without being rude? Maya fidgeted, her eyes darting over to him. Once more they looked to where she knew his sex to be. That could satisfy her urges. It would plunge into her aching body, plundering her sex and taking her to heights of sexual arousal. Perhaps it would even be larger than a man. No,no,no. Couldn't, shouldn't think such things.

Maya shifted, clearing her throat. "I am certain it is quite temporary. Please allow me to rest, and I shall conquer this horrible ailment."

Mostly with her fingers, but he needn't know that.
 
He gave her a little chuckle at her response, picking up the shakiness in her voice. Her arousal was really killing her now. "Hmm, I do suppose that would be a popular view of our people. Of course, with all that is going on, it is only necessary to ensure that the tension between us is resolved." He could see her eyes wandering over him. She seemed to be considering that possibility, though she was rather conflicted with herself. Perhaps it was time to help make up her mind. "With all due respect, it pains me to see you in such a condition. I am well aware of your situation, and I intend to assist you." He had begun to walk towards her, circling to her back side. He had sat near her, pulling her in so that she was in his lap. He held her tight with one arm while the other went to relieve him of his undergarments. Before her, his massive member popped out for her to see. She could easily tell that his was far more endowed than any human. No doubt she would be tempted. "However Chieftess, I leave the choice to you." he said with a wide grin. In the meantime, his hands had begun to wander, one hand moving to cup a breast, with the other keeping her against him.
 
Maya opened her mouth, beginning more diplomatic words. Yet before she could say anything, Duruz spoke, his plan becoming all the more evident. The chieftess's eyes widened, and she followed him with her eyes as he moved about her. The hand touched her, and it took all Maya had within her not to moan in pleasure at the touch of a male upon her aching flesh. The aphrodisiac had done its work though. Maya, proud leader of a barbarian peoples, found herself thinking of nothing but slaking her lustful needs. That a being capable of this existed so close to her nearly drove the woman mad.

He knew. He knew about her condition, which mean he probably had something to do with it. Maya felt like cursing the orc, or possibly attacking him. But her body wouldn't cooperate. It wanted sexual gratification, and it knew that what held it now could give it. Indeed, as Maya drew closer to the orc, her body began to prepare itself further for sex. Loins burned, more liquid beginning to seep out. Nipples became hardened nubs, jutting through leather. And a moan tore from the woman, uncontainable within. She shook her head, eyes closed, trynig to deny him.

Yet he touched her breasts. Maya gasped, jerked, and felt something. Her eyes opened, moving down, finally seeing it. There, jutting into the air, was Duruz's cock. Its warty magnificence almost made the desperate woman begin to salivate. She ground her hips against him as she stared at it. She wanted that massive thing inside her. already she could imagine her body being plundered by the truncheon sized cock. The head of it would part her folds, diving into her deeper than any man could hope to go. The choice was hers, said the orc.

He was wrong. It had already been made.

"Take me," she practically demanded, twisting to look at him. "Take me now."
 
The orc leader grinned widely, clearly amused with her actions as he held her. One would expect far more resistance, though it was clear that her arousal was greatly influencing her decisions. The wonderful sounds coming from her were music to his ears. What a reaction simply from running his faingers over her flesh! She seemed to grow aware of his little scheme, and he could sense the hostility she now held, though it was all lost as her body would not act as she pleased. His hands groped her aching body, gently pinching at her hardened nipples, his other hand moving to pull aside her own underwear. And as soon as her eyes layed upon his cock, he could sense and feel her eagerness, feeling her grind up against him. Then came the words he had been hoping to hear.

His grin grew as he moved her onto her back, tugging a bit at her robe to release her impressive rack. "As you wish." he said, positioning his massive form over her. His massive cock was positioned at the entrance of her pussy, teasing her a bit as he rubbed against her entrance. Without wasting any time, he moved his hips forward, moving the head into her tight entrance. Oh how tight she was! He let out a pleased growl as he started to move even deeper inside her, looking to fill her up completely before he ravaged her. It didn't matter if she was already dying to be fucked. He was going to enjoy every bit of this moment, watch her squirm as she longed for him to ravage her body.
 
Maya moaned as she felt the restraints of her clothing giving way to the orc's actions. Within moments, her aching breasts bounced free, the stiff nipples soon coming under the attentions of her soon to be orcish lover. Before Maya could fully realize what was happening, she was flat on her back, staring up at the man. Before she'd noticed how impressive in size and musculature Duruz happened to be. Even the largest of warriors back home couldn't hope to stand before the orc chief. Yet now her focus was entirely upon a different area of Duruz, where yet again her own warriors fell far short. That dangling club of a cock, throbbing with need. He'd clearly orchestrated this event, wanting the beautiful chieftess for his own. Once more anger rose up within Maya, and once more her lust drowned it out.

The cock moved, wavering at the head of Maya's tight sex. She groaned as she felt it press against her. Wet lips gave way to a massive head, parting to allow the monster into the chieftess. Maya's body arched, brunette locks falling behind her. She shook her head, taking ever faster breaths. All while her sex parted, giving way before the massive intruder. Never before had something so massive penetrated Maya. The sheer size of him nearly made her orgasm right then and there. But the chieftess had stamina befitting her people. Yelling, she straightened, looking down to see several inches of him embedded within her. Her stomach had bulged, her sex struggling to contain something it was never meant to hold.

Within moments, the orc had sank to the fullest depth within the woman. She could feel him pressing something deep inside her, possibly pressing against her innermost regions. The feeling of fullness was unlike anything the woman had experienced before. a loud low moan shook the woman, her pussy spasming about the cock, rippling about the invading organ. Moisture began to leak about, slickening him and providing the lubrication necessary for him to slide along her.

"Ooooh," groaned the woman, shaking her head. So large...
 
Her lovely moans rang loudly in his ears as he pushed deeper into her, finally slipping his entire member inside her. He could feel her innermost regions pressed against the tip of his cock. He licked his lips eagerly, looking to fillHe let out a low growl, pleased with just how tight she was. He could tell that she wasn't new to this, though it most definitely would be her first experience with an orc. He paused for now, having her get adjusted to him. The evident bulge in her belly was amusing to say the least. He growled loudly as her pussy spasmed over his length, and he could feel the moisture around him. Her moans were enough encouragement to continue. He slowly pulled his hips back, waiting until just the tip was in her before he thrusted back into her. He continued to do so, picking up the pace slowly. He wouldn't go rough right now. there was no need to rush after all. He slipped in and out of her effortlessly, getting a good steady pace. He leaned forward, snatching a breast in his mouth and sucking gently on the sensitive flesh. His tongue flicked over her erect nipple, switching over to tend to the other.
 
The growl reminded Maya of just who she was having sex with: a massive orcish tribesman. The woman moaned, tossing her head from side to side even as her hips rose to meet his thrusts. Her sex sucked at him as he entered and left, continuing to spasm about him. The moisture provided from their coupling made Duruz slide all the easier inside his human mate. A rhythmic squishing noise began, audible indication of their fucking. Adding to that were the hisses and moans of the thrashing chieftess.

Duruz's mouth descended upon Maya's aching breasts. Once more she arched, her sex sliding about him, thrusting hard and reaching new depths within her. Those same breasts were nearly pressed into the orc's mouth, longing for the attentions he kept giving her. The tongue upon her flesh felt sinfully delightful, and Maya simply couldn't have enough of it. Her hands went to press him there, to hold his head in place to ravish her.

Lithe legs wrapped around the orc's torso, entrapping him and proving just how well the plant had worked upon Maya. Gone were any inhibitions, gone was the proud leader of a savage people. In its place was a woman mad with the desire to fuck, and she worked her urges upon Duruz with fervor.
 
The tent was being filled with the wonderous noises of their fucking. Maya was moaning and squirming under the much larger orc leader, just as he had planned it. In fact, it had all gone much better than he had anticipated. the end result was very pleasing indeed. He was quite amused with her thrashing about, taking her by the wrists and pinning them down above her head, holding her securely to the ground. He descended upon her breasts again, sucking and nibbling at her nipples a bit rougher now. He felt her legs wrap around his torso, and he knew that his plan was a success. He had longed for her for so long, and she was finally his. He had reduced this once proud chieftess to the horny woman she was now. He began to pick up the pace even more, thrusting rougher into her tight pussy. He moved himself slightly to take her at a better angle, reaching that much deeper inside her moist tunnel.
 
Maya had been pinned, trapped and impaled upon Duruz, unable to move for herself beyond the gyrations of her hips. Yet this only served to further stoke the chieftess's raging lusts, as the orc began thrusting into her with earnest. Her entire body quaked with the impact of his thrusts: breasts bouncing, moans coming out in time with the thrusts, even her legs were unable to remain latched in the face of the furious fucking. Instead both limbs were placed upon either side of her captor, almost spread to allow him even better access into her.

Hips had raised off the ground, angling so that Duruz sank his entire length into the chieftess. The entirety of the orcish cock sawed in and out of the moaning woman. Her hips rose to meet it, moving up and down, sliding. Orcish lips closed about her nipple, again ravishing it. Each little touch send shocks of pleasure jolting throughout Maya's body. Her pussy spasmed about the invading appendage, continually massaging and sucking it in. Maya's body wanted that cock to plunge her to her depths, to fill her with its seed. Dimly the woman realized her position, a bit of her mind trying to claw through. Yet the hard thrusts killed her last resistance. The continued affections drove Maya to the brink.

And she toppled over.

Screaming, the chieftess arched her hips, slamming herself to the hilt on Duruz. Her pussy quaked and shook as never before, the fierce orgasm shaking her. Fire lit in her veins, the pure desire driving her wanton with the lust. She could feel her cum sliding down the embedded shaft and knew the orc had made her his with that motion. Now she only needed to continue thrusting, awaiting his incoming load.
 
The entire image was beautiful beyond words, one that the orc captain had been longing to have. Her captivating moans and sweat-coated figure was driving him to give her a fucking she wouldn't soon forget. As she spread her legs for him, he held her wrists with one hand, moving the other to grip her hips, thrusting with all his might now. Every now and then, he could hear a little hesitance and resistance, only to be drowned out by her erotic moans. Soon, he could feel her go over the edge, tightening even more around his massive length, making him growl loudly with delight. He was almost driven over the edge right then and there as well, though he managed to keep it together, continuing the vicious ravaging. He moved his face from her breasts, instead moving up to her face, suddenly locking their lips in a rather sloppy kiss. He had then released her wrists, getting a good grip of her hips again as he slammed his cock into her pussy, the wet lewd sounds echoing louder in their ears. With a low low, hethrust his entire length into her, spilling his copious seed into her womb. He held her tightly against him as he filled her up, lasting what seemed to be a lifetime before he pulled back from the kiss, grinning down at her.
 
The sheer primal intensity of it all threatened to blacken Maya's world completely. She felt the cock continue to thrust, sliding in and out of her continually spasming sex. The huge member filled her. Maya could feel it jutting about inside her, disturbing bits of her that had never been touched before. Her orgasm continued, or another rode on its heels; it didn't really matter which proved true. All Maya knew was that she continually came, shrieking and jerking about, impaled upon the massive thing.

The shrieks ended as Duruz seized Maya's lips in a furious kiss. The chieftess moaned, feeling herself violated in another hole. She kissed back with passion and skill, her tongue curling out to flick at the orc's. The woman wanted nothing so much as to continue the sexual pleasure being gifted upon her body. Nothing, except, perhaps, the one thing that was about to be given to her in inhuman quantities. The entire length of Duruz sank into Maya; she could feel him hilted against her.

And the cock came.

Hot liquid splashed inside the chieftess's quivering sex. It drenched her inner chambers, filling her with orcish seeds in quantities no human could hope to match. Load upon load jetted into Maya. She could feel it, filling her, entering directly into her womb. She had thought the feeling of Duruz inside her had made her full, but this, this trounced that feeling. Maya began to swell, her body taking in more of Duruz's seed. It ended, eventually, after another trembling orgasm from the recipient. And she found herself there, locked in with the orc, her body filled with the seed. The burning remained, but a dim ember, only enough to cloud her mind. Where did they go from here? What did she want...?
 
Duruz growled softly as her pussy still spasmed over his cock. He waited a while before starting to pull out of her, groaning with delight as she gripped onto him so tightly still. After finally pulling the massive member out of her, a good deal of orc seed spilled from her pussy. She was clearly exhausted, perhaps never thinking she'd be fucked by an orc. Even while trying to refuse, she couldn't help but give in. He lifted her up, sitting her again in his lap like before. His tongue ran over her neck gently, his hand moving to run over her swollen belly. "There is something else I should have mentioned before, but now seems the appropriate time." he said with a little grin. "I still accept all that we have discussed...but on one condition." With all that had happened, she would surely know the answer. "And that is having you Cheiftess..." he said with a light chuckle. He was quite amused as he looked over her, looking as though she were pregnant. He couldn't help but wonder if that was a possibility. "You seemed to enjoy yourself quite a bit there. Of course, you can feel like that as much as you'd like." He began rubbing her belly again. He wasn't expecting any responses, knowing that she had probably lost it all after screaming and crying out earlier.
 
More and more orcish seed filled Maya's womb. The chieftess could only groan and shake her head as her body continued to milk that which lay inside her. The sex wanted more. It wanted that thick cum to fill it entirely, to so fill Maya's body with the hot cum that it began to overflow. Maya's body got its wish. Indeed, the swell of the woman almost made her look with child already. Part of the chieftess noted this, and began to wonder if perhaps that had occurred. Perhaps it would only be a few months till she bore Duruz's ilk. The thought made Maya groan, letting her sweaty head fall back. Such a situation.

Duruz took Maya into an embrace, a possessive gesture. The woman found she couldn't truly resist. Her tired body yielded easily to the much stronger orc. Worse, part of her still remembered what had happened, and had enjoyed it. The woman moaned, closing her eyes as she felt hands upon her flesh .A tongue slid over her neck. Truly, the orc had the woman, and she could not escape.

His words held weight. Maya had a feeling that regardless of whether she accepted or not, she would have to stay with Duruz. After the orc had sampled her ripe body, he would surely want more. Worse, she had a feeling she might be pregnant with her child. Unlikely, given that the elders of her clan gave her herbs to prevent such an occurrence, but still a possibility. In the end, Maya only saw one option remaining to her.

"I shall stay with you," she agreed, trying to regain herself. Hard when she was naked and covered in orc cum. Already it began to dry upon her legs, and it pooled about on the floor. She licked her lips, squirming and wishing for another option. "My people will not know. I shall remain here, and you shall tell them that I perished. Make up whatever lie you wish. My people shall govern themselves without me."

For the sacrifice of one would be worth it, surely. Maya nearly groaned, thinking of the life she had resigned herself to.
 
He couldn't help but be amused with how she was acting now. More than anything, he had anticipated her to retaliate while she had the chance. That was not the case here. Again, she seemed unsure of what to do, taking his option into consideration. He still remained inside her, as if to keep all of the seed inside her. Aftr all, he was keen on keeping her. The idea of her being with his child developed a sense of pride in the orc leader. Her words made him grin, again licking at her neck and cheek. "Hmm...even if I do tell them such a thing, there is much tension still. I can't simply say that you had perished when you don't return. The blame would be placed on us right away. Of course, I can still tell them of an illness you developed when traveling here. One way or another, we will convince them. In the meantime, you will bathe, and come come back here for the night. Understood?" After he had pulled out of her, he arranged for her to be brought to a stream to clean herself off. Even if she tried, she would not be able to rid herself of the swollen belly.
 
The licking nearly made Maya shudder. Doing so wouldn't be wise, not while she still nestled in the orc chief's arms. Besides, part of Maya still remembered what happened, part of her still buzzed from the flower, and those parts made her almost enjoy it. They weren't strong enough to illicit a noise, nor any real response from the woman, but they prevented her from acting in revulsion. His words on the other hand...

"An illness shall work. It is more or less accurate anyway," Maya pointed out, glancing over her shoulder once more. She was almost certain she'd fallen for some sort of trap with the orc leader, but without proof it wouldn't matter. Even with proof, Maya wasn't certain what she'd be able to manage. It certainly seemed like Duruz had conquered her, if not her peoples. Again, sacrifices must be made. Maya just hadn't counted on this being one of them. She reached down and prodded the bulge at her stomach, wondering.

"Understood," Maya finally said, not looking at Duruz. with a sigh, she rose, gathering up what she could of her things. The orcs leered anyway, several obvious in their lusts. Regardless, Maya followed orders. She wanted to bathe anyway. Soon the surface traces of Duruz's actions were gone, leaving only the internal. Oddly enough, no matter how Maya worked her stomach, she couldn't completely rid herself of the bulge. Too much cum had apparently entered her womb, and it would remain till her body dealt with it. Thus resigned, the woman returned to Duruz's tent, wondering what he planned for their first night together.
 
"Excellent. I shall send for one of my men to deliver the message. In the meantime, you shall prepare yourself for tonight." After she was escorted away, the temporary tent had been taken down, the news being made known to the rest of his people. As he said, he had sent one of them to tell of the cheiftess's 'passing' This called for a feast. It was around time for the usual hunt, and everyone would surely eat to their heart's content...

By the time she had arrived, she could see that preparations for the feast were being made, plenty of meat over the fires. Of course, she was quickly ushered over to Duruz's tent. His eyes wandered to her, noting the evident bulge that remained. He grinned again. Perhaps the possibility was great that she would carry his children. "Please, sit." he said, motioning to the mat that had been placed for her. "I have received word from your people regarding your 'death,' and it seems they are all mourning. However, my messenger had also told them of our agreements, so there should be no problems."
 
Maya wasn't entirely certain what preparation was necessary. she bathed, of course, and attempted to rid herself of as much seed as possible. Even with her greatest efforts, she imagined that she still looked like someone recently sexed. To make matters worse, the aphrodisiac had a bit of a lasting effect. Maya still felt sensitive, almost aroused, and she had to struggle against that. It could very well be that she was allergic to the pollen of that flower. Regardless, she powered through.

The chieftess found some garb laid out for her, something of a cross between her own ceremonial garb and what orc women actually bothered to wear. For that matter, Maya actually began noticing more of the female orcs, particularly noticing how much larger than she they were. No wonder Duruz had felt and looked so huge by comparison. At least none of the women appeared to look down upon her just yet. Perhaps they were honoring their chief or Maya's old position. Or perhaps word hadn't gotten around yet. Maya would find out eventually ,she was sure.

Eventually Maya managed to get ready. She hurried over to the feasting area, glancing at the other orcs and again wondering what they would think. It hardly mattered now; Maya had become little more than a love slave for the head orc. still, she remembered who she had been, and tried to walk with at least a little confidence for now. Doubtless Duruz had his plans. Yet until the chieftess knew for certain, she would act with at least some of the pride befitting her rank.

The woman nodded toward the orc chief, taking her seat at the mat. It took some work to get used to her bulge, but Maya managed well enough. "That is good," she said once settled. "I do not want them to worry overmuch."
 
"Yes, that would indeed be a problem. I would like to think we were very fortunate not to have a violent reaction to this matter." He noticed that she had picked up the orcish garb that had been set aside for her. It did seem a little big on her, but he didn't think that would be too much of a problem for her. He also noticed that she seemed to be acting a bit odd. The only thing he would think of would be the effects of the flower, though they were supposed to be quelled after ther romp. Apparantly she was a bit allergic to the pollen, so the effects would stay with her, though he didn't know for how long. "I'm sure you've noticed by now how everything is being set up. I had arranged for a feast, to comemmorate the agreements between our people. Of course, I have yet to inform them about you. I had planned to do so once everything got underway. Now about that garb you are wearing..." he said, looking over her a bit again. It did seem to fit her for some reason, perhaps due to its similarities to her other garb. "That one states that you hold the highest position over the females, being my mate of course."
 
"I would not think my people would act in an overly aggressive manner," muttered Maya. But she herself couldn't say with certainty. Already her people had to be suspicious of her circumstances. Their beautiful chieftess, healthy at the start of her journey, heads into orc country only to fall ill and possibly perish? It certainly struck Maya as something hard to believe. She could only hope that no one did anything foolish. The last thing she needed was any ill-conceived rescue attempts.

The chieftess shifted again, attempting to manage polite murmurings and gestures. It proved rather awkward, given her new position and her slight inflation. Not to mention the nearly constant buzzing the flower's remaining effects still gave her. Still, the chieftess pulled through, somehow, even managing to smile at some orcish children bustling about. At least the camp wasn't all that barbaric... so far. She still knew she was here more or less by coercion, and Maya had to keep reminding herself it was for her people.

"Are you certain that is wise?" asked Maya, looking over at Duruz. "will your people not be offended at the idea of a human female being above them? Surely it would serve you better to paint me as a captive concubine..."

As humiliating as that sounded, it was what maya had expected. Now that she said it aloud though, the chieftess nearly winced. At least as Duruz established it, she had some semblance of authority. To think that even that might be stripped away...
 
"Hmm, our people have both had a long history of tension between each other. It isn't uncommon for fights to break out. It was hard enough just to arrange this meeting. I'm sure they were going mad after the meeting was to be held here." He was also hoping that something did not happen from all this. It would be hard to convince them of her death in such a way.

He turned to look to her again with her comment. He had expected her to say such a thing, though he was at the same time surprised she would turn down such an offer for a higher position. "Hmm, I expected you to say as much. My way of thinking is that our people aren't quite a civilized group. I'm sure with you in charge beside me, I'm sure my people and myself can learn a lot of things."
 
"I'm sure they will realize that this was a possibility and move on from there," insisted Maya, sounding more confident than she felt. she couldn't help but wonder if perhaps her elders hadn't suspected that something like this had happened, and that they might have "arranged" some part of it. Such thoughts felt darker than Maya truly wanted, and she forced them from her brain, insisting instead that for now she think of what she needed to. such as the issue of her position.

"If you insist, I shall follow your lead," offered Maya, shifting uncomfortably once more. What was Duruz's plan? It didn't make any sense to Maya for him to take her on as a wife, unless he had more wives about to act as higher in their hierarchy. Were her people's information that wrong about the orcs? Or was there more here than Maya suspected?

The chieftess tried to shove such thoughts from her mind and focus on the feast. It proved difficult, as she didn't know how someone in her position should act, plus the language proved frustrating. She wound up looking to Duruz, again wondering what the point in all this actually was.
 
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