Silvertree Chronicles Bk. 02 Pt. 02

He nodded, "I bought 12 warships. We get the first 2 next week. I traded the captured pirate ship we got for one of them. It was mainly designed for cargo. With an undead crew. I know we are missing 6 siblings in that area. I know 2 are dead but I do not know which 2. I have the log and the personal effects recovered. The other 4 and the bodies were taken to a remote location.

I intend to try and find them and hopefully rescue them. It takes too long with so much open ocean that I am not as hopeful as I would like to be, but I am working toward that goal. It is in pirate-controlled waters so we need to be able to engage them."

They nodded and Uncle Elios looked at him, "Do what you can. Nobody will fault you as you are making the effort on top of everything the Queen is asking you to do."

He nodded, "The name on the account is Duchess Silver Silvertree. She was abandoned at a monastery where she became a paladin. She took Rose as her last name. On another family note. My elder brother the bard is seeking to repopulate the race on his own. I had Doc divine how many children he has. 52 with 20 expected. And more planned."

That got them all laughing.

Uncle Elios looked at him, "Well he found the secret to invading human territory one lady at a time to breed them into submission."

Brannar shook his head, "I have already told him in 15 years he is barred from having relations with any half-elf in the region as they may be his own daughter or son."

They chuckled and his uncle fired back, "We will have to send him off to another part of the world to expand the bush he is creating."

Brannar shook his head, "I will let you get back to court gossip. I have a lovely wife to attend to this evening."

They smiled. His Uncle looked at him, "Congratulations on becoming a Duke in the Service of the Queen. Even beating your father in how young you achieved it."

He looked at his uncle, "Like my father I did not seek titles. I just wanted to find my place in the world. It happens to be surrounded by water. Not what I expected, but I also took over his small home in the village north of the town.

It is quiet and remote and as I am not a Blade. I am not 'invading' the village. When I am in the area for a few days, like now, that is where I will be. I will have some gear being delivered here. Just put it in a room in Blade Hall and I will retrieve it, or others will on my behalf."

They smiled and nodded at him. He headed out and mounted up. He teleported to the Keep.

He found Doc who looked at Brannar, "You are right 2 boys. They do not know."

He looked at him. "Hop on. While he is busy, I want you to tell me if they love each other and ensure they are his."

He nodded. They rode down to the field. Jarron had fun with the ritual. Coming to an agreement with the stud he talked to took some time, it appeared. He rode behind the lady and let Doc do his check and he nodded, "For both, I would need to check Jaron, he is too far away."

Brannar nodded. He backed away and looked to Doc, "Hang on. H'cumisa Biatus Evanill Aisiaon." They went barreling toward the fence. "Yesa (Jump)." They sailed over the fence and into the field with Jarron. He saw the saddle on the ground for the second time since He arrived.

He looked at Jarron, "What is the problem?"

Jarron looked at Brannar, "I got the saddle on but he throws it when I cinch it."

Brannar smiled, "You need to let him know you are going to do it. Take the apple down with you so he sees your hands on the straps and he watches you do it. You are building trust. You are showing him what you are doing it while he chews and watches you."

Jarron nodded Brannar rode away. Doc looked to him, "He is trying to figure that out. He probably needs a kick."

Brannar nodded. Jarron finally made it up on the big stallion. Brannar rode over to Jarron, "You told me recently that you and the Queen were the best of friends but you could never take it further because of your station. Now you are a Duke, A General, and will be the father of twin boys. You going to let station hold you back again?"

Jarron looked straight ahead and said nothing. Brannar had Doc on the back of the horse. He looked at him, "I had Doc check. She loves you and you are on the fence about trying to wrap your head around it. You missed out on the early years of your first 2 children. You can make it right for these 2 if you settle the issues within yourself."

He looked at Doc, "Hop down." He looked at Jarron who sat there and was at a loss for words. "I will leave you and Doc to talk for a bit. I know how you get with us Silvertree elves."

Brannar moved away from the fence and turned toward the fence. "H'cumisa Biatus Evanill Aisiaon." They went barreling forward. "Yesa" They sailed over the fence and onto the road. He pulled back and saw Silver who watched his antics.

He talked to Jarron's Lady, "What is your first name as you will be around a while?"

She smiled, "Cerissa."

He rode toward Silver and she met him halfway. He smiled, "Jarron's Lady is carrying twin boys. She loves him and Jarron is still on the fence about it. I just kicked him in the head and left him with Doc."

She looked at Brannar, "How did you know?"

He looked at her, "Those closest to my father outside of the family would pick up the twins thing a couple of kids and then go to single children. He is Tri-Moon's Father. Tri-Moon does not know that as Jarron just found out after my father's death. You figure Jarron had not had sex since spending the night with her. He is all work, work, and more work. Then he needs to decompress.

The lady he spends more than one night with is expecting twins. They are his. That is four decades between fucks. Now that you have experienced, could you go that long without?"

She shook her head, "Not so long as you are alive! I want it every night."

He leaned in and kissed her.

Doc walked up behind him, "You going to give me a ride back?"

Brannar looked at him, "Did we make progress?"

Doc shrugged, "He asked me to wait until tomorrow to check again."

Brannar nodded, "You made progress hop-up. I will drop you off and as Zea'Trans has finished the selection process over here, I will have him follow me. Silver make sure he gets his awaiting mare."

She nodded, "I will see you when I got all these guys bedded down."

He smiled, "Then it will be your turn to get bedded."

She laughed as did Doc. He went riding back past Jarron as he talked with his lady. He arrived at the church and lowered him down, "Doc, if he wants a private wedding and he is ready then give it to him but you have to let me know."

Doc smiled, "Why?"

Brannar looked at him, "So I can rub it in my sister's face. That I did what father and she could not do. Get him laid and married."

Doc laughed. He rode for home and unsaddled H'cumisa brushed her down and cleaned up the blanket and stored the gear, "You two go to the meadow, graze, and ficka out there. Come back when my lady gets home."

He turned to go into the house and thought to himself, 'These horses understand a lot more elven than they let on.'

He headed inside and straightened up the room and removed a floorboard in the corner of the room and hid the third scroll. He warded the scroll case he had it in and put the board in place. He cleaned up and got undressed. He sat down and wrote out a simple will. Operating at sea scared him in some ways. 'I leave my assets to my wife Silver to oversee. I want my account split into four. Half to her and the other half split between my 3 children.

Please take care of our children as best you can if something happens. To my children, if something happens to your mother, I want my assets divided evenly among my children. To the Blade holder a bag of holding with a book, my glasses, and my Silvertree ring of protection. To my children my bracers, the ring of poison detection, staff, and cloak as appropriate.

My ring of wizardry to a caster child in the following order, Battle Mage, Blade Singer, arcane archer, and then any other arcane caster. Then, anyone else I might have missed. To all of them all of my love.'

He rolled it and sealed it for now. He stuck it into the bag of holding with his father's journal. He knew the sooner he started to clean up his history with the actual historical stuff the better. Bad enough he was scarred by some of his sexual antics.

It also meant he had to keep his journal up to date on events. He spent time adding all of the recent events. Bringing it up to date while he waited for Silver to return. He crawled into bed and soon found himself asleep. He dreamt for a change and the lady's voice rang through his ears for the first time.

"You are on the right path. Finish those tasks you started, like your father's journal, this Navy, and rebuilding the Knights. Live and love every day you can. You will have a great history and legacy that should be recorded and known for your children and the rest of the world. Prepare for the worse and hope for the best. You are exceeding our expectations."

Silver slid into bed next to him and woke him, "Sorry it took so long. Could not get Jarron to the second horse for almost an hour as he talked with Bria Traver. Her father was a half-elf moon elf who married a moon-elf. Her mother died in childbirth." He looked at her and gave her a soft and slow kiss, "Grab the lube and the cock ring.

No oral tonight. I am just going to make passionate love to your nether-hole tonight Midnight Rider. Make sure to use the chamber pot now because you got hours of me plundering your nether-hole coming."

She chuckled grabbed the items. She looked at the red book while using the chamber pot, "Have you seen this book?"

He chuckled, "My father's journal made reference to it. Page 92 to help some couple get pregnant. Rachel's parents, I think. I have flipped through it before. My father got it from Tiger and had it translated. Copies from the Royal scribes. Even gave the Queen a copy. When the Princess became Queen and then she had her wedding. He gave them a copy as well. He told her it was not for the wedding night. They should use their own ideas for that."

Silver laughed, "Your father was an amorous man."

Brannar chuckled, "He only had 30 copies made. There are copies of it everywhere now. In the town and across the city. The scribes carried on the work for years and it spread. Finally, a local store started buying them by the hundreds from non-royal scribes who were talented enough to do the work.

He tried to bring love and imagination back into the bedrooms of couples so they would have lots of children. Like that book, his ideas were seeds that grew in other minds. He only had to read the book once and it was in his memory. That was his mind.

He remembered everything good and bad he read. I think of how crazy he would have gone after reading all the stuff I spent three days reading. I cannot remember everything word-for-word but it would have been seared into his mind."

She finished up and set the book down. She sat on the edge of the bed, "I do not understand your opinion of your father?"

Brannar smiled, "I loved his ideas and the way he helped the people. I hated how he felt about me. That he scarcely had time for me. I was in awe of his battle prowess and command of a battlefield. I was envious of how his mind could retain stuff as it did. While grateful that it does not after reading that horrid garbage."

She smiled, "He left you his experience, worries, fears, ideas, and concerns for you. You have taken and acted upon them where he could not. You learned from his mistakes as much as from his successes. You also saw how much he was required to keep hidden from you."

He reached over and pulled her toward me, "You say I talk too much."

He kissed long and hard and she starts to move to do oral and he stopped her, "Not tonight. We are going to play a little game. Put the cock ring on and then just a couple drops of that lube. Cover my cock with it." She did as he asked and realized now why he said too much was bad as just a 'couple of drops' went a long way.

He rolled her onto her side and took the lube and prepped up her nether-hole just enough. It was lubed but not fully stretched out like the first time. He whispered to her, "This will feel different because you are not as well stretched out like last time. Just stay relaxed."

He wiped his hands on the bedding and slid up behind her with one arm underneath. "This is how we are going to sleep tonight. With my cock in your nether-hole until you have to use the chamber-pot again. Then my cock will go back inside. All night long just as you asked me to promise you."

She laughed, He grabbed her breast and she moaned. He took the hand up top and had her guide his cock. She rubbed it on the outside of her nether-hole. When it started to relax, He eased forward and into her with enough pressure to keep moving forward. He ran a free hand and placed it on her stomach. He pressed further in every time she relaxed until he was balls deep in her nether-hole.

She moaned and panted the entire time. He looked at her, "Here is where the game begins. I want to see which will give first to the desire to using the command to release the ring. It gets too much for me, I will. If you are just craving and ready for me to shoot my seed into your nether-hole then you will."

She giggled and then moaned as he now had a breast in each hand.

He kept a slow and steady pace sawing in and out of her nether hole. He caressed her breasts while he lightly squeezed her nipples. He kissed her neck. shoulders and earlobes. He sped up when he felt her need to cum and slowed down when it passed. The pressure was building. She sweated and sweated. His sack felt like it was ready to burst. After he listened to her moan and groan through her third climax.

He whispered out, "Ficka release." She started to wiggle around and moan out loudly as rope after rope of seed came out of him and into her bowels. He held her in place to keep his withering cock in place for as long as he could. As soon as it exited, she rolled over, sat on the chamber pot, and groans out another orgasm as she pushes all of his seed out of her nether-hole.

She looked at him, "I was so out of it I forgot to even think about the command word. I am so sorry."

He chuckled and she went over and grabbed a towel and cleaned him up and got him hard again with her mouth and hand. She looked at him as she put a few drops of lube on it. "No ring this time. This thing needs a home for the night."

He laughed as she chuckled and smiled.

She got into a spooning position and without much issue slid him back in until he was fully in. She whispered back. "I think I wore you out with that game. Every time you get hard, I will slide it back inside."

He chuckled, "My sack feels swollen. I do not think I will get many more tonight."

She laughed. "Well for one it was a lot of seed."

He laughed, "The ring just stops it from coming out. It does not stop it from creating more after it thinks it is empty. It is like drinking water, and then more. Until you feel like bursting if you do not go right now."

She nodded, "Well, I came a lot but that is probably not a game to play very often. Especially if it is painful. Especially when I forget to use the command word."

He smiled, "That is why we both know the command word." She laughed as she slid back and forth. In and out of her nether-hole slowly for another forty minutes while he massaged her breasts. He slid one hand down and rubbed her clit through several orgasms. Then gave her one more load of seed and fell asleep with her in his arms. The next morning, he woke with his hard cock still in her nether-hole.

He pumped her slowly and then with more urgency. Until he shot another round of seed into her and she moaned out. "That makes five. You slept through the middle three."

He laughed, "But my body responded because my sack is really sore this morning."

She giggled, "So is my nether-hole and you said something about being in the saddle all day?!"

He smiled, "Yes I did! We need to get cleaned up and going." They were sore but ready in an hour after they had their spells prepared. He walked downstairs and knocked on the guest bedroom door. He heard Jarron moan out, "What do you need?"

He smiled, "We are heading up to the inn for morning-meal and to gather the men and exchange them. Did you get any of the new assets last night?"

It was quiet for a moment, "I completely forgot to contact any of them. They will start coming in later today."

He smiled, "Not a problem, I will find a couple of mages who can do the teleporting and take them with our guys back this morning so we have a couple of others who can get them there."

He groaned, "Fuck! I mean that sounds like a great plan we will see you later."

He walked away with Silver and they held hands as they left the house. He got mounted up and was a bit tender and she got on the horse she wanted to ride today, the white one Brabas'Vol. He looked at her. As she finally made it into the saddle and she moaned from the pain. He chuckled, "You want me to lessen that pain?"

She nodded. He stood in the stirrups and she laughed, "Very funny."

He smiled, "You are the paladin you have healing, don't you. She walked up and put her hand on his chest and channeled some healing energy into him and then she did herself. She smiled, "Much better, still there but less intense."

They rode quickly to the crossroads and dismounted at the inn. They walked inside and found her men already eating. They sat down and waved the server over, "Hello Maria, two more meals and juice this morning."

She smiled and walked off. He looked at Silver, "My family owns the general store, stable, and inn. They are part owners of the enchanter, alchemist, and the tavern down the street. Plus a few other businesses."

Brunt laughed, "Love the name and sign for that tavern!"

Brannar looked at Silver, "It is on the other side of the corral next to the Keep. The Tavern is called 'Dismount.' The sign shows a rider flat on his back passed out with one foot in a stirrup of his waiting horse. My father came up with the name. The idea being it was always so serious it was a place for the guys to unwind."

She smiled, "He really did like to take care of people."

He nodded, "Even the businesses. They can only sell goods for a certain percentage above the cost of the goods or services. The number of businesses is limited by the town charter as well. The idea being we are out to help one another. We have to remain a compact community. Most of the big family money-making businesses are in the Capital or other parts of the kingdom.

Those are run by different elders. A lot of it is renting out homes in the city. Buying, fixing, and then selling them as well. My sister should have your account information today. We should check with Doc as well on the Jarron situation." The guys looked at him. "Nothing bad guys, I am just hoping the man finally is getting ready to or got married. His lady is expecting twin boys."

He looked at them, "Out in front of the Keep in 30 minutes."

They nodded and they headed out. He stopped and saw the acolyte at the door, "I would like to see Doc."

He looked at me, "He said to say he was unavailable for another hour."

He nodded and got down and walked to Doc's room. He heard him, Eagle-eye, and at least two others in the room going at it. He knocked on the door, "I know you told your acolyte you are unavailable for another hour but I just needed to know if there has been any change on the Jarron front?"

He heard Doc moan, "I can neither confirm nor deny."

As Eagle-eye cut him off, "Cut the crap he married them a couple of hours ago in secret. We are the only ones who know."