Silvertree Chronicles Bk. 12

She looked at him, "I don't know which way was better her way or what we just did. But I agree that was epic compared to anything we have experienced."

He nodded. "Now head to cunt ladies."

They laughed and got in position and to work. Pelau came over and cleaned him up orally.

Mellissa looked over, "You are not fucking them?"

The two ladies laughed and Vittra spoke up, "He fucked us all right! 4 times each back to back in our pussies and wanted to know if we wanted a fifth each. That was 12 hours ago. We agreed we are a little sore to be doing that. He said he would heal us up in the morning when you two need it as well."

She looked wide-eyed. "The ladies we spoke with said 10 minutes and done was normal."

Brycen nodded, "Has not been that way in my family line for centuries. A whole series of events in the journal that you can read tomorrow."

She nodded as she let out a soft moan. Her sister obviously found the right spot to hit and had not stopped her efforts.

He looked at his wives, "Prep the two new brides for anal." They smiled as they had read the book.

Mellissa sat bolt upright, "No for me. We tried it once with a candle and while she seemed to get some pleasure from it. I found it extremely painful."

He nodded, "Your option but I will show you one thing you were missing." He walked over and pulled a bottle of lube and put a drop on the end of her finger. "Lubrication, if you will."

She looked at how slick it was. "I will let them try to prep me but if it does not work out well, I want to stop."

He nodded, 'Gentle with the bride's ladies." They both nodded.

Vittra looked at her, "I cannot as I could castrate him if I did, also in the book. We are distant cousins but we share an ancestor who got his genetics modified and those muscles are extremely strong. I have broken other's fingers."

Pelau looked over, "At least it was not a toy. That was embarrassing."

Brycen smiled, "They both have that issue so you would not be the only one."

She nodded, "Alright so how do they know how to do this?"

Brycen smiled, "The two wives I had that died before the trip enjoyed anal. They helped out and sometimes more."

Mellisa looked at him, "What does 'more' mean?"

He smiled, "The whole hand inside."

Mellisa went wide-eyed. "No thank you on that."

He laughed, "Let us see how a regular prep goes."

Mellisa sighed and nodded. Turns out she even found that painful. The ladies stopped with her. While her sister enjoyed the preparation. He stepped in and got the head of his cock in and she looked shocked for a second.

He rolled her over until he was on his back. "You can control the pace and depth." She nodded. She held his cock and sat up on her knees. He sat up behind her and she slowly lowered herself down on his cock as he held her waist.

She hit bottom and nodded, "I am alright."

He smiled. "Your pace." He reached around grabbed both of her tits tightly and she let out a loud moan and started bouncing up and down on his cock.

Then the talk started getting dirty. "Fuck my ass. Fuck the shit out of me!"

He started thrusting upward and she had her hands over his playing with her own nipples. She sped up and he matched her until she locked down tight and howled out a long and loud climax and he unloaded into her bowels and she went limp.

He laid back, "Did she pass out?"

The three ladies all nodded with shocked faces.

Pelau looked at Brycen, "I read it in the book but this is the first I have seen someone pass out during sex."

Mellissa looked at Brycen, "I cannot wait to read this book."

Brycen smiled, "It is a couple of volumes really."

Mellisa looked at Brycen, "How?"

He smiled, "It goes back to the first entry in 6942 when the first champion before he was champion, tried to describe himself. He was a student at that time at the Academy and angry at the world. It spans over 4,300 years."

The ladies worked to wake her up and then they all got cleaned up on that note. He looked at Vittra, "I should get some sleep, you keep them here in the morning until I can resolve things with their father. If I can resolve things. I might end up having to kill him to resolve things."

She nodded, "I will tell Pelau as well."

---

Turned out being taken anally with a man holding her tits firmly was a fantasy of Felisa. One she took to reality to both of their enjoyment.

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He went to the control room to check on things in the morning and then stopped at the forge. He saw him standing there and he was, as usual, not happy to see Brycen. Hankin looked over, "What does his highness want now?"

Brycen shook his head, "I told you I am no King or dictator that is why the council. I run the ship and decide where it goes and when it goes because I am the only one with the power to do that. I need to talk with you in private."

He looked over, "My son Patrick hears it from you or me makes no difference."

Brycen nodded, "Very well. I married both your daughters last night."

Nolla'Vasi alerted, "Danger!"

Brycen had Varus'Nor drawn and parried aside the hot metal tool he had been using. Brycen kneed him in the crotch and disarmed him as he fell. He shook his head, "About the reaction I expected."

Brycen looked at Patrick who was always more reasonable. "I could have killed him just as easily with magic. I took the way where his daughters were not having a funeral on the same day as they wed."

He nodded and walked over. Patrick took the hot tool, "I will put this back in the forge before it cools too much and is ruined."

Brycen nodded and Patrick took it away.

The older man, Hankin, looked up, "Tell them both they are disowned!"

Brycen looked at him, "What did they stand to inherit that is of any value on this ship? I will pass your message to them."

Patrick looked at Brycen, "I would like to see them."

Brycen nodded, "Come see me when I am off shift and you can talk with them. This was their idea. As the only one who would stand up to your father. They took a liking to me. The eleven plural marriages also made that an attractive offer as they did not want to be commodities to buy support for your father's unattainable position of being put in charge."

Brycen walked out of the forge area and went and found Moon Blade. "Keep an eye or Roberts, our Master Smith. He is not happy with me at all."

He chuckled, "What else is new?"

Brycen looked at him, "I married both of his daughters last night."

He sighed, "That is new. I will work to keep an eye on him. I will pass the word to the other blade holders as well. We have your back."

Brycen nodded and went to work.

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The youngest son, Henry Roberts, showed up a few hours later and tried to take a swing at Brycen. Brycen hit Henry with a thunder wave and put him in manacles. He had to have a new latch installed inside the control room. When his brother Patrick showed up at the end of his shift, he saw Henry sitting on the floor with his hands behind his back.

Brycen looked at him, "You want him? Henry tried to take a swing at me. Him I knocked across the room with a spell. He should not even be in the Command Center. He has no duties here. You come here about the new latch?"

He nodded, "I wanted to find out what you wanted and what for. You answered the second part. The first part is it will take a few days to get it crafted and installed. We are making repairs to some of the chains used to help secure the horses."

Brycen nodded. They had another rough jump a few weeks back and repairs were still underway. Brycen nodded, "As expected take care of the other items first."

He walked over and took the younger brother and stood him up and undid the manacles. "Henry, I do not want to see you in the command center unless summoned to be here. My home is strictly off-limits to you and your father. Your brother Patrick is coming with me to see his sisters."

He looked over, "I have no sisters."

Brycen nodded, "All the better, as you would have no reason to be there now at all."

Brycen pushed him out of the Command Center. He sighed loudly, "You more reasonable than him, Patrick?"

He chuckled, "My mother would have approved of their move. She wanted them happy. I asked about the commodities comment you mentioned and we had a long argument about that.

I told him he asked for this kind of trouble and he needed to back off. I have skill with the forge and my mothers' sensibilities. He has not been the same since she died. He blames your clerics for not being able to help her."

Brycen nodded, "She was dead when she was found. We cannot heal that. Some said she had heart issues."

He nodded, "She did not like to talk about it, but yes."

Brycen sighed, "If we had known about that we might have been able to fix it. Keeping secrets from the healers is not a great idea."

He sighed, "He had a human midwife who did the diagnosis after my sisters were born. He just did not trust your clerics enough to fix it."

Brycen shook his head, "Keeps it from us and then blames us for when he could have prevented her death."

Brycen walked him down to his quarters and the sisters saw Patrick. He pointed out to the falls area, "There is a table you can sit at and talk, or you can sit on the grass." He nodded and walked back with one sister under each arm.

Patrick came out an hour later, "They confirmed everything. This was their idea and you did not approach them. They spoke with one of your other wives about it but did not talk with you until after that fact."

Brycen nodded, "I wanted to find out what their fascination was with me. I asked Vittra to talk with them girl-to-girls to understand what was going through their minds. She came back and told me what was going on. Parts of it anyway. Some I did not find out until last night."

Patrick shook Brycen's hand, "I for one am glad they found someone with a good heart who respects them. I have known about their infatuation with each other for years and kept quiet about it. Then my father found out.

He apparently decided he was going to fix the issue. You solved both issues as they will have children. They confirmed they are both pregnant with twins. One of your wives brought in a cleric this morning to check."

Brycen nodded, "Champions curse or blessing. Depends on how you look at it. My son or his wife did that divination."

He chuckled and left. Brycen walked into the back and sat down with them, "He told you what your father said? Also what your other brother's comment was?"

They both nodded. Mellissa looked at him, "We know. Henry is like our father. Too much like him."

They had dinner and a very casual night of sex with all 4 of them. No anal excitement in the mix. He just did them all twice in their pussies.

Mia 5th 11702

Vittra screamed into the crystal, "Get to our quarters now?!"

They were about to jump in a few minutes. He put them on hold and went down. He got to just outside his quarters and kneeled down to the body of his dead wife Pelau. She had been stabbed and apparently drug herself for a good 20 feet from the stab site toward the door. She had written out the letters 'Rel' in her own blood.

He sat there crying with Vittra for several minutes before Moon Eye found them and saw the scene. Moon Eye went after another cleric but already knew they could not help her. 3 hours later Brycen knew that someone had made a weapon. Almost 3 feet long, spike-like with an edge. Did not match any sword or weapon in the armory.

He brought in all of the smiths, but his eyes were set on one man. Brycen looked across the table, "You will have noticed we are off schedule in our jump. Someone on board committed murder and one of you knows who it is. A weapon was created, almost 3 feet long, spike-like, but with a blade's edge. I want the individual responsible for making the weapon and the one who wielded it."

They all sat in silence. Brycen nodded, "Moon Eye, assemble the Moon Blade holders, start in the forge area and sweep every quarter aboard this ship until it is found."

He nodded. Master Smith Hankin Roberts looked at Brycen, "You cannot do that!"

Brycen looked at him, "The next time your mouth opens with those words I will see how well you do after being thrown over the side of this vessel and traveling on your own. I built it and established rules.

One of those was I had a right to conduct a search when warranted. I think murder is more than enough justification. Everyone else remains here until the smith confesses who created this weapon."

Moon Eye was back within a few minutes. He held a hot section of bent metal in one hand and a young man in the other. Brycen looked at him, "Report."

He looked at Brycen, "He was in the forge room banging away on this piece of metal that matches your description if it were not bent. His shirt also has fresh blood and no signs of any injuries."

Brycen looked at him, "What were you doing in the forge area?"

Master Smith Hankin Roberts took that moment to speak up, "He is a recent apprentice."

Brycen looked at him, "How recent? Last I looked he was a scout with your youngest son. I also ordered all smiths here, not just Master Smiths."

He looked over, "Been training him in his off time for a few months."

Brycen looked at him, "During your allotted time? Only when you are allowed?"

He shook his head, "Not always to both questions."

Brycen looked at him and knew he was lying. Brycen looked at the young man, "Garret Hunter is it not?"

He nodded. Brycen looked at him, "You got an explanation for the blood on your clothes and why you were in the forge area alone?"

He refused to speak. Brycen sighed, "Clear the room except for the council members and the accused." The room cleared out and Brycen looked across at the council members. "This man stands accused of Murder. He refuses to explain the blood, his presence in the forge room, or the mangled weapon in his hand that matches the description of the murder weapon. I do not believe for a second that he had the skills needed to make that weapon.

I am holding you Master Smith Roberts responsible for him having that weapon. He is a part of the human contingent. By your own admission, you were training him when you were not authorized to be on the forge.

For that, I am cutting human time on the forge in half for the next year. Unfortunately, I cannot prove that fact, or it would be a lot longer. I have enough to find him guilty of murder as he will offer no defense.

Unless someone steps forward from within your contingent in the next hour to admit to the crime I will hold him accountable. Go and talk with your people and have them assembled on deck in an hour.

Adults only. If I had one of our paladins aboard, I would get answers from him one digit at a time if needed. Any objections from the council on this course of action speak now."

They had ruled out psionic interrogation on the ship because of the fear the other races would have that the person would be compelled to falsely confess. It was 'inadmissible' in these cases and not allowed without their race's representative signing off on the probing. That would not happen with who they had on the council.

All was quiet and Master Smith Roberts left the room. Brycen looked at those who remained, "Take the prisoner to the forge room and let him demonstrate his skill on straightening out that weapon."

Brycen saw Moon Blade shake his head, "That looks to be made from one of the support rods we use on the ship. He will never get it straight. At least not without putting it in a smelter and remaking it."

Brycen nodded, "I want the ship searched for any missing support rods."

He laughed, "There are thousands of them on this ship, and with the jumps, we have had lately it could have been cut out as damaged and repurposed."

Brycen nodded to him, "It will be a mystery is what you are telling me?"

He nodded, "Probably."

Brycen sighed, "I want you on shift with the humans, I want the Master Smith's son on with the dwarves to keep his skills sharp and the dwarves second on shift with the elves. I want two guards on the forge at all times. One human and dwarf or elf. One elf with a dwarf or human.

You get the idea, two guards and two races, one of which is for the third race not in the forge. No forge work is to be done if a Master Smith or his second is not in place. By second in your case I mean I need you there. Something is going on and I want to put a stop to it now."

Moon Blade nodded "Understood."

An hour later most of the human contingent was there with children. Brycen looked at Master Smith Roberts, "I told you, adults only."

He shrugged, "You do not always get what you want."

Brycen nodded at him. "Your son starts with the dwarven group starting immediately. Moon Blade will be on your shift and the second from the dwarven contingent will be on with the elves. Guards will be posted on the forge. Moon Blade will work the scheduling.

This was discussed while you were off organizing your protest here by bringing children. This man is hereby convicted of murder unless another claims responsibility. If not, he will die right here. Children present or not. If you really want them seeing this then keep them here. I will give you 2 minutes to take them below deck."

None of them moved and some moved their children upfront. Brycen nodded and pulled his sword and ran it up under his breastbone and straight into his heart. Brycen whispered to him, "The way you left my wife to die." He withdrew his sword and let blood spray across the deck hitting some in front. Some of them got sick.

Brycen looked out, "The manner in which my wife was killed. His body will remain on deck until it is drained of blood, just like the way he left my wife to die."

Some of the parents rushed their children off the deck after that. Master Smith Roberts looked at him, "Judge, jury, and executioner. All signs of a tyrant."

Brycen yelled across to him, "Stop posturing to the people on deck! You were there with the rest of the council. You raised no objection. No attempt by you or him to raise a defense. Even claiming to have been training him in your 'off-hours.'

That all ends now. I hope the human contingent considers putting another on the council. Another infraction and you will be off this ship. Look to put someone who can be relied upon to represent all of your people's interests. Not just your personal interests in obtaining power you cannot fathom or handle."

He stormed off and a few humans approached Brycen. One spoke who he did not know personally, "He told everyone you would not kill him in front of children. It would be the only way to save him."

Brycen looked at him, "You believed him? Did he tell you a three-foot-long spike sword was run into my wife in this manner? That it was Pelau who died? The human contingent has a problem and it just stormed off. He is likely responsible for making that weapon. He is stoking efforts to bring the war to this ship. You need to work to fix it before I am forced to do so. Things could get very bloody, very quickly."

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The following morning after the deck had been cleared by throwing the body overboard, they held a wizard's funeral for Pelau on deck. Several of the humans who stopped to talk with Brycen were on the deck to witness this event. He did not chase them off. They watched them destroy the body in fire and collect the ash into a box.

So many of these boxes he brought with them and too many he had to use, but this was the first murder he knew about. He had a feeling it would not be the last. They jumped within the hour. The world was a no-contact world but they would send scouts down anyway to look things over. See if any consumables might be had. They knew they would need to jump again.