Silvertree Chronicles Bk. 02 Pt. 02

Brannar smiled, "Not for long."

He heard laughter from the other side of the door. He headed to the horses and rode into the Keep. He headed up to his father's old room and now his sister's room as Silver followed him. She did not have the crystals for silence on. He walked into her room without knocking to see her getting drilled in both holes with her mouth over another cunt. He looked over, "I need your crystal to the Queen!"

She moaned and pointed to a dresser. He found the crystal and activated it, "Your Majesty, are you sitting down?" She sounded perplexed, "I was about to go into open court."

He looked at the crystal, "Please sit first."

She sighed, "Alright, I am sitting down."

He smiled, "The chambermaid Cerissa is pregnant with twin boys belonging to Jarron. As of this morning, she is no longer his consort but his wife. You might want to start working on the papers for Duchess Cerissa Silverleaf."

Zaria threw the girl off of her face and the Queen yelled, "YES! You did it!"

He smiled, "We did it, I contacted you. You ordered him to fuck her silly. I call that a team effort."

She laughed again, "If I had known that was all it would take, I would have ordered him to do it centuries ago!"

He smiled, "You can act surprised when he tells you and then hand her the already prepared papers."

The Queen laughed, "I think I will do that in OPEN court!"

He laughed at her. "Now are you glad I asked you to sit down, Your Majesty?"

She laughed, "Yes because that would have floored me!"

The crystal went dark. Zaria stares at him. He looked at her cunt juice-filled face, "You owe me one big time now! I took care of father's request for you."

She smiled and laughed, "I think I just delegated it to you but thanks!"

He laughed, "No, because you did not ask me to do it. YOU OWE ME!"

She sighed, "Alright, I owe you a big one."

He smiled, "Good because here is what I want. I want you to go and find a loving and fertile male to fuck you silly for the rest of your days. If it takes four years to deliver so what. The Queen, father, you, and who knows how many others have been trying to get Jarron married for centuries. A 4-year pregnancy would be nothing compared to that."

She groaned and looked at him, "Fine, I will find a husband! He better like my ladies too!"

He smiled, "If they are fertile, he might fill them with children too!"

She nodded, "They are all infertile, I planned ahead. I ever get one that is not then I will bar him from that hole."

He laughed as Silver and he walked out of this lesbian love feast that Silver was still shocked to see.

He closed the door and Silver whispered, "She does those things with women all the time?!"

He shrugged, "As often as her schedule will allow. Not all the time."

Silver shook her head, "I had never even contemplated what I just saw."

He laughed, "I have walked in or worse!"

She looked at him, "Worse? How worse?"

He looked at her, "Do you really want to know?"

She remembered the books he had read. She looked at him and shook her head. He looked at her, "You have to realize when a man marries more than one wife at a time, in this culture, it is most often a love shared by all parties. Including in the bedroom! See why I wanted you to myself?"

They walked out of the Keep. He saw Tranosa, "I need at least two casters who know teleport and teleport circle to help with troop movement."

He looked over and pointed, "Those three helped with the gear from the caches so they know those spells."

He looked at them, "Do you have them memorized?"

One shook his head but the other two nodded.

He looked at them. "Come with me, all three. Giving you a new destination. We will be moving over a thousand troops to this new embassy for work there and on the new Naval warships we are building."

Their eyes went big. He nodded, "It is in your best interest to find a few more friends who can help out."

They nodded. He walked out and looked at the group. He dismounted away from the group and looked at Silver, "Stay here, I will be back shortly."

She nodded. "Get the group in tight." He cast the circle and put them between the stable and the embassy. He looked at them. "This is the area you want to come in at. If they have horses there is a stable behind them. Only use empty stalls.

They should then report to the embassy building marked with the flags in front of us."

They nodded, "Where are we?"

He smiled, "Other side of the world a few miles from the Deep Sea."

They starred and then nodded.

He looked over, "I have to get another group to come back with us."

He looked at Brunt, "Find one of the caretakers here who speaks common, or better yet take my brother with you. We need a corral built to handle a few thousand horses. First thing in the morning over here."

He laughed, "This bouncing around from night and day must really screw with you?"

Brannar nodded, "Especially on trips less than three days. Fucks with the sleep schedule. The Gray Blades helped with that. Sometimes you were on shift 36 hours straight.

Eating dry rations and using a chamber pot at your post if needed. All part of being prepared for the next war."

He nodded and they split off and he went down and knocked on Silver Moon's door.

She groaned out, "You are not going away, are you?"

He laughed, "Told you I would be back for your guys, that includes your stud. By the way, Jarron is married and expecting twin boys."

The door flew open, "We did it?! All that crap we put him through and he found a woman to love?!"

He nodded, "Doc would not have married them otherwise. I already contacted the Queen as it was a 'secret' wedding. Eagle-eye should be nowhere near secret personal business as she is a gossip. Here is the great part, I leveraged it against my sister."

She laughed at the Eagle-eye comment. Then looked at him funny, "How?"

He smiled, "My father left my sister that task so she owed me one for getting it done for her. I told her to find a good fertile male and get married. If her pregnancy goes 4 years so what. It is still faster than the time it took Jarron to get married."

She laughed, "Alright, I like that, your father would have liked that."

He smiled, "I brought three casters so they could get to know this area to teleport more troops. I will have one of them take us back as soon as you get your men assembled and ready to go. If you have Silvertree saddles take them, else leave everything behind. Today is the day when you will truly learn how to ride."

Sutter laughed, "I have been riding for years!"

Silver Moon laughed, "Not at these speeds, or jumps. These horses are special. You never break them. You reach an agreement with them!"

Brannar looked at the Captain, "Get your horse saddled up. We are going to play a game of follow the leader. Commodore Let us see if he can keep up and there is a creek I saw not far from here. Jump it! Consider it an order to teach him that we elves know what we are talking about."

She laughed. "Will be right out."

He went down the hall banging on the walls, "If you want your new horse get dressed and be outside in under thirty minutes!" They got outside and he waited for the two riders. They pulled up, "Here is the deal. We are giving you a thirty-second head start.

She will follow wherever you go until she passes you. When that happens, you follow her everywhere. I want you back here in 15 minutes or less. Ready, SET, GO!"

He looked at Silver Moon "When you get in front take him to that creek and jump it. See if he can follow that!"

She laughed. He looked up at her, "GO!"

He told her men, "The creek is out that way; you can see it from here. This side of it anyway. They stood there and watched in the moonlight. She had a good twelve lengths on him when she disappears over the creek. Captain Sutter pulled up. He backed away from the edge as she jumped back across. She barreled her way back to the embassy with him trailing. Sutter wondered when her horse would ever tire. He finally arrived.

Brannar looked at him, "You're talking to people who have been in a saddle for 50 or more years. These horses are a part of the elven culture. They will survive in a herd or if they have an elf-blooded rider. They will wither up and become unresponsive if ridden by a human for long periods away from the elven people and the herd. More like a normal horse.

The best way I can put it is they have been infused with elven magic. Just as the elven people exist. The spirits of the Fey thrive in these horses. They know more elven than they let on. You will be given enough commands to ride. But to become truly one you have to learn the language fluently."

Sutter just looked at him, "That was no creek that was a small stream!"

Brannar nodded, "To you. Not to these horses." That got a few chuckles. "We build corrals to let them know where we want them to be. They are all capable of jumping the fence if they feel or have the need. You never break them. They can be more intelligent than some humans. I am not talking about you or your men. You have seen the bums who drink themselves to death. Jump into a fight without thinking. Stumbling their way through life."

He nodded. He looked at Brunt, "Take the Captain's animal and put it away and clean it up first. Captain, take the saddle with you. You will get all new gear except for that saddle. Those saddles are enchanted, all of my siblings have one. They protect the horse and rider from normal missiles.

I got permission from my Elder sister to let you keep using them here instead of returning them immediately. Which is what would normally happen. That is why all the officers and our cleric have one. That left two, I gave one to Brunt because he was the first to introduce himself to me. I let Silver Moon choose the other. Consider them an honor and a thank you for helping to find my siblings."

He nodded his understanding. Brannar got the men gathered up and looked at one of the casters, "You take us back."

He nodded and they teleported back to Quatarsia. He walked over and got on Zea'Trans, "Get them their tack and blankets, apples, and walk them through the procedure. Especially cinching as Jarron had issues with that."

Silver nodded and she took them to the tack shop, He looked at Zea'Trans "I want the 'stud' of studs, fearless in battle, heavy armor wearer and human rider. But he is brave and loves an elven woman. This horse should be able to take him on the ride of his life and be a great jumper. Find him for me."

Zea'Trans headed down to the stallions and a young but massive stallion came forward.

He nodded, "A Shadow stallion. We called the rare ones because of their black fading into gray. They could hide well in a forest if needed."

Silver nodded her understanding. He yelled down to the Captain, "This is your stallion! You have to make the agreement with it."

He looked at Zea'Trans, "Silver Moon's horse is going to be stabled with him. The horse is likely carrying your foal but the next will likely be his.

Now find horses for the rest of these men, hard chargers, horseback fighters, and very tolerant of human riders. He found a couple in each of the mare pens and he pointed out to each man was whose horse was who's. Brannar rode back toward the Keep to let Silver work with the men. As he approached the Keep two groups teleported in front of him. He rode next to them, "Who is the leader of your group or groups?"

One guy looked at Brannar, "Who are you?"

He turned Zea'Trans toward him, "Duke Silvertree. My Sister is the general of the Gray Blades. I work with Jarron, I work for the Queen."

He handed him his papers. The guy read through the papers and hands them back to Brannar, "An Admiral?"

Brannar nodded, "Jarron contact you to get here?"

He nodded, "What in the nine hells is going on?"

Brannar glared, "So much shit is going down right now. The Queen has taken control of the Knights. Follow me and I will take you to Jarron."

He led them down to his house.

One of the guys commented, "This was Eldar's house."

He nodded, "It is mine now, as is the family blade." He looked at his side and Brannar pulled back the cloak. They simply nodded.

He looked at me, "I don't remember seeing you when I was here."

Brannar looked over, "My childhood from twelve on was spent in the Academy. What happens when you start manifesting dangerous powers as a child. I am a storm Battle Mage. The ocean is nearly perfect for my talents."

He nodded, "You are the one. The child that survived?"

Brannar nodded and sighed, "Yes I am. Jarron should be inside unless he went to the Palace."

Jarron was inside and he looked at Brannar, "GOOD! The Queen wants to see the four of us at the Palace. I contacted her and she cut me off. She wants us in the throne room."

He nodded, "Silver is at the horse yard helping men get acquainted with the new rides. You got some arrivals. These guys mine now?"

Jarron nodded, "First two teams."

He looked at them, "We are building a fleet of ships, two will be ready in less than a week. You will be pulling embassy security until those ships are ready. A couple of hundred men to a ship part of those will be local sailors. They will speak a different language. If you know elven use it. If you took Silver Moon's course on foreign languages then you will be even more valuable. Who are the leaders and point out a healer, if you have one?"

The guy who asked all the questions, "I am Lieutenant Two-Stroke and we have no healer." He nodded. While a lady spoke, "Sergeant Cross and we have a good healer."

He nodded, "Sergeant Cross your team will be working with Silver Moon for now. They do not have a healer. Lieutenant Two-Stroke You will be working for me initially. If you are as commanding as you have been you might be a ship's Captain."

He looked at Brannar, "I know nothing of sailing."

Brannar smiled. "You will learn. All twelve first officers, who are experienced sailors will know the ships. They will be brand new to the Knights. You are an experienced Knight. Step inside everyone. Close the door." He pulled out the crystals and secured the room.

"We have not agreed yet on what information we are releasing at the moment. I will tell you the Knights and the Council of Nine are separating. We found enough evidence that kills our association with them. We are working on keeping in contact with some of them but that is not a done deal yet. We are going after four of my siblings, a Lich who is going to be turning three dragons in Draco-liches in less than four months. My siblings will be sacrificed in this effort.

They are on an island in pirate-infested waters. The island itself is a fortress that dragons cannot enter until the controls are turned off from the inside. It is home to a relic that is being used to power this ritual. That artifact is a dwarven forge enchanted by elves and dragons. The only forge that can craft dragon lances and siege weapons capable of killing a dragon.

It is the forge on which the Moon Blades were forged over 10,000 years ago. The dragons have a population control issue. It will lead to a civil war. The only way we survive is if we have weapons to protect ourselves. Now you understand why we are going to stick a couple of thousand men onto a dozen ships and reclaim our legacy!"

Two-Stroke looked at Brannar, "How damning is this evidence?"

Brannar looked at them, "None of this is to leave a secured room like this one. The answer is it is already done. We have confirmed the information we have is accurate from some of the dragons we are hoping to deal with. That alliance is still in the hands of the Queen and our other allies who have seen the evidence.

Our organization will not be overseen by them. Instead, it will be us working together through intelligence. But like us, they will defend their homes first. We have to prepare ours now."

He got a lot of head nodding. He looked at Lieutenant Two-Stroke and then Sergeant Cross. "I am promoting you to a lieutenant. You two will be responsible, one on and one off of giving this information to the teams as they arrive at the embassy. Consider all communication crystals to be compromised. New ones with encryption are being made. Save any information or get it to us in person. Jarron, Silver Moon, and myself. We will work with the Queen. Good enough Jarron?"

He looked at Brannar, "Without getting into gory details, yes, it is good enough."

They looked ashen.

Brannar sighed, "There is an inn on the corner. All casters, if you have it, prepare teleport and teleportation circle. If you need a copy of that last one, I have four tomes in this house which you could use. Consider bedrooms in this house off-limits. IF you need to get a book the shelf is there but please do your work here and return the book. It is a lifetime, as short as it was, of my father's work.

One more thing that makes this very personal for me. This Lich killed my Grandfather, my mother, and my brother. I was the only one to survive the lightning strike other than my father. The day I was cut from my mother's corpse and born into this world."

He got a lot of big eyes staring at him for his description of being born and the anger he was showing. "Jarron, you have anything to add?"

He shook his head, "Other than the Queen is waiting for us and you just briefed Cerissa about all of this."

He shrugged, "You are going to keep her around she is going to hear shit. Read her in. Besides you never asked her to leave or ask me to hold."

The guys laughed. Jarron sighed, "I guess I will have too now."

He looked over and she was almost shaking, "She needs a hand Jarron before she falls."

He walked over and helped her into a seat. He looked at Jarron, "I am letting us out and hopefully my wife Silver is outside so we can go."

He undid the crystals.

He heard knocking and one of the guys opens the door and Silver looked at me. "Could not hear it?"

He nodded, "House was secure. We have to go. These guys are going to grab a room at the inn for now. All of them."

They nodded and walked out. He looked at Jarron, "She ready to travel?"

He got her to her feet, "She is fine."

Her color returned. He looked at her, "Think happy thoughts. Good memories. The smile will return."

She laughed and Jarron gathered them together and they were on the front lawn. They walked right inside the Palace and nobody was in line. The Queen and King sat there.

Jarron walked forward with his lady and she signaled Brannar to stay back. "Jarron you needed to speak with me?"

He looked around, "I was hoping to talk in private."

We had a crowd of 50 or so behind them now.

The Queen sighed, "Is this a secret of the Kingdom issue? As you can see, we have several people waiting behind you. Tell me why you wanted to speak with me?"

Jarron felt cornered now, "Your Majesty, I wanted to introduce you to my wife as of this morning."

She looked at them, "You two, step forward." Jarron showed her where to stand.

The Queen stood and walked toward him, "I wanted you to do this, centuries ago."

She walked in front of her, "You are a lovely lady; may you have many children together. Duchess Cerissa Silverleaf. Here are your papers, Congratulations."

Jarron looked back at Brannar and glared. Brannar just nodded. The room erupted into applause.

The Queen looked at us, "NOW, I will see the four of you in my Audience chamber."

They followed the Queen into her chamber and Jarron yelled at Brannar, "DOC TOLD YOU?"

Brannar raised a hand, "He refused to answer. However, Eagle-eye was more than willing to share the facts. My sister, Silver, and the Queen knew after I contacted the Queen using my sister's crystal. I told Silver Moon when I picked up her guys. It was my sister's task. The Queen and I helped to pull it off by letting you slow down enough to see you can deal with this life a lot easier if you have a supportive wife. Just so you know I leveraged it against my sister."