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“Lots of work needed there, many buildings need repair. What sort of building are you talking about?” The other girl spoke up, and gestured to Mirina. “A farm, her family’s. She is the only one left there.” The man silently considered the situation. “The farms certainly do need to be restored. Though that would be difficult with just one woman.” A family, ideally with numerous children, was the best solution for a farm. But that was a matter for the future. “For now, we can focus on the house, that my area after all. Just how much work are you looking for?” He had some guess of the sort damage a house like that here might have, he was curious if they were looking for more though.

Maxim had been keeping his distance, giving Anahel time with Mirina. For now he would continue do so, unless she called for him. Or if he felt it was time for them to move on to the next target. He was willing willing to hang around a little longer, let word spread about what happened, maybe even all the way to the Vanorian emperor. The three girls were on there on their own until one of those happened. “These men will likely be more insistent on payment.” The girl observed, though they would probably be content with some that came from Anahel’s magic. It took some asking around on her part, but eventually they got directions. To a ‘market’ of a different sort, men looking for physical work. Smiths, tailors, carpenters and eventually they found their way to a small building with a man behind the desk. “To be visited by the Angel who saved us all, what do I owe the honor?” He was surprised to see the angel, more surprised that she apparently brought two of the few women left in town with her.

The three of them made their way towards the next stop. “Are you looking to just fix up the place or making more significant work?” The other girl asked. This was something they could probably fairly find help with. People who just needed something to do. There were still probably enough men around in town to do the sort of work needed. Especially for the smaller stuff. It would be interesting to see how the house ended up. She was looking forward to seeing how it went, it was a little interesting to see how things would turn out and that the two of them seemed almost like a family now.

Unfortunately this is the first one since I joined that I’m going to have to skip. Maybe I’ll change my mind, but I can’t find inspiration for that one so far.

The merchant shook his head. "You came with prince. He might not have much money either, at the moment. But I'm sure he will pay in time." The man had a trust and respect for the prince, like his father, the late king, he was sure the prince would keep his word. Especially for something as small as this, it would be easy to pay off after the kingdom had been restored. The idea of magic money seemed a little strange too, he was sure an angel would create something real, but it was still a little different than accepting money that was already here. "I would not be bold enough to ask a favor from the being who saved our town." If some sort of emergency came up, he might consider asking, but he was not going to ask for something unless he had to. He could not give this stuff away, but he was willing to wait a while for the payment in a special case like this.

That was fairly expected as a response. He was unbothered by it. He decided to give Aliana a different chance to blow off some steam, hopefully distract herself a little. “Let’s try this.” He stepped back put a reasonable distance between them and drew his sword. “Just practice. But if it makes you feel any better, try attacking me.” He was reaching out to her as a fellow slave, a fellow soldier, while they would never be anything more that, perhaps there was a little man to woman as well. He would let her vent some of that aggression. Neither would hurt the other, but he still wanted her to attack seriously.

It was a sensitive subject he was sure, especially for her. But he gave his honest thoughts. "He is a good general. Not reckless, isn't doing this for his own personal glory or greed. You have a reason to hate him right now, but that may change." In truth he was more or less certain she would change, give in the way slaves do. Turn out the way female slaves did for their master, in time she would eagerly give herself to him. It was a little different for a man, lacking the sexual aspect, but he felt a general loyalty to his master, as well as the general and the emperor. He would not throw his life away in battle, but he would be proud if he did die fighting. He was more diplomatic about it with Aliana though, not treating it as the inevitability it very likely was.

They had different outlooks naturally. He had known no other life, been destined for this path since birth. He could somewhat understand Aliana's shame though, having been part of the defeated army, and now in this state. Perhaps she would have found it more honorable to die in battle? "I will not expect you to change your mind so much so quickly." How close had she been to the other soldiers, who they had killed? That was a bitterness that would take some time to heal. "But you are part of this army now. We have to fight together. You will in time likely see a side of the world you have not seen before." These lands were surrounded by mostly other human kingdoms, if not for Vanoria's presence it may even have been peaceful. He had seen other things though as part of the army. There were hostile lands and strange creatures on some of Vanoria's frontiers. Monsters Aliana's people might only considered legends, as well as other peoples, similar to humans, but different. He believed the strength and aggression of Vanoria had value, even if some people might be hurt, even if some had to be enslaved.

After a little while of giving them all attention, Amy looked to Skye. “You can lay around here for a while if you have started to like that. When you are ready, we can go for the walk again. Maybe I’ll even take two of you this time.” She looked to the lab, curious to see how both he and Skye might react to being walked together, now that they had their new bond.

It was just the two of them getting clothes at the moment. Mirina simply carried the dress and watched her mistress choose other things. She was not bothered by the choices and was likely to wear anything Anahel chose. The two girls waited to see what else she might buy, the other girl curious to see what sort of fashion sense the angel might have. Anahel at this time did not have much reason to buy clothes for herself, but it interesting to see what she might choose for others. "Choose as much as you would like." One of the merchants spoke up. "For you who saved this city, and may save our kingdom, I will give you a great discount." He would just give everything away, but he was willing to sell very cheaply to the angel who had blessed him with his presence.

Mirina was not especially picky. She was doing this mostly because Anahel wanted to. She supposed she saw some value in having more clothes, assuming they were able to transport them conveniently when they started moving again. But she not really picky about which they were. She glanced over some of them. Nothing really stood out, but she expected a little push back if she tried to avoid picking anything. “Maybe this.” She answered, looking over a plain dark blue dress. Not fancy but decent enough in material and quality.

It took a little while to find anyone selling clothing. They finally find a small unofficial market area. The options were fairly limited and basic though. “…With so few women left in town, there are not many others buying, but that also means the selection is rather limited.” There was a little specifically for women, mostly fairly simple dresses. Of course, they could also get stuff suitable for men or women. The other woman ignored the eyes on them, from a respectable distance. They got attention, just as now rare women, but Anahel of course drew extra attention.

Mine having been going better than I thought too. I’m not so good at writing without a partner, was surprised I won the first one I did and happy I’ve been getting either first place or at least tying for it since then.

Ashley spent a few moments looking back and forth over each. It was a little hard to choose one of them. They all did have the sort of feel she was looking for. “Should I just change here, when I pick one? Do any of them have any tricks to putting them on?” Having never worn a dress before, she was not sure if there was anything she should be aware of first, especially with more elaborate ones like this. While waiting for the answer, she lingered a bit on the third one, she had not made a choice yet, but was leaning a little towards that one.

…The ties just keep getting messier.

Maxim had long been an adventurer, a man who sought thrills, adventure, challenge. He did not care about gold or other rewards, as long as he could keep himself fed and have the necessary equipment for his travels. This time he was entering a dungeon, there was legends of a monster never before seen, a creature of power and beauty. It was said any who captured it and brought it to the king would be given the princess in marriage. While he did not care so much about gold, this felt like a worth cause. He had fought through many levels of beasts, cutting down a variety of creatures, from goblins, and rats, to demons and dragons. At this depth, you never knew what you would find. The mortal world linked with other realms, some unholy. As he got deep, his torch was growing dim, but he was caught by surprise. There was a light coming from the end of the cavern he had entered. It seemed to shift in color. It was risky, but he tossed the torch and aside and walked toward the light. What he saw, was a thing of beauty. The creature shifted from side to side, as if constantly celebrating its own existence, constantly changing color. He wrestled with the mystery of what to call such a holy creature, the only words that came to mind were…rave…blob? It was as if it beckoned to him. He could not help but approach, could not take his eye from it. It was like he was under a spell. Its eyes stared intensely at him. He desired to capture it to take it to the king and marry his daughter. He no longer felt capable of that. Instead, he walked behind it, he slid his pants down and plunged into it, so soft, yet firm, warmly surrounded him. He had no idea if such a creature was male or female, if it even had a gender. But as he began thrusting in and out, it swayed even faster. As if it wanted this. He loved it too, it felt so much better than a human woman. He had never felt anything like it. He wanted to remain with this creature. That was what drove him, as he mated with it. Trying his hardest not to be drawn in. He kept at it until he came, watching his seed merge with the creature. Was that what it wanted. Was it maybe a female after all, and it needed males of other sorts for reproduction? He did not think he would get an answer today. But maybe, just maybe he would in the future, He could not abandon the being of light and warmth he had been drawn to. He would protect it from the beasts down here. Those on the surface would believe he disappeared or died, but he did not care. He had found something to live for.

Amy might have to train the others to not go after animals like that. She would let them chase any squirrel that showed up, but might have to keep an eye on how they would react to the others. She did not know if she would get any as a pet, but it might be cute to see Skye play around with any of those that managed to get into the yard. She would wait a little though before taking Skye out again, like this. Instead she let the others come up, get a little attention from her. Some light petting and scratching. It gave her a chance to study how the others acted around her. Still friendly enough, just a little different, an acceptance of what had changed, that she was the lab's mate for now.

The two did have some similarity, both slaves and soldiers, maybe that would appeal to Aliana, though they had differences too. "Vanoria conquered my homeland in my grandfather's days. I was born a slave, as was my father. I did not choose to fight, unlike you, though I have not seen many women who fight either. Still, my life has a purpose. I can find meaning in fighting..." He paused for a moment, he knew enough about life as slave that he asked a question he already knew the answer too. "You told the general, your master, that you would fight for him? A slave would not be given a sword otherwise. You were a soldier, you must respect their, our, strength, in some way. Find peace through the sword, we will fight our share of enemies you would have wanted to fight anyways." Would she open up a little, find a soldier here she could respect? He believed she could learn to be proud of fighting for Vanoria in time, though naturally there would be some bitterness at first.

It was only a matter of time, they all heard the word. They had permission to have some fun with her. Of course there was another possibility, Aliana had not considered. Other slave soldiers, like her. This was a fate more common for male slaves than female. Sometimes they were used for suicide attacks, but like Aliana, some masters did not consider them completely expendable. One of these men had an eye on Aliana. He would have a foreign look to her, a man born from slaves, in a land conquered a few generations ago, far to the north. The whole process was different for men, but with a somewhat similar result. At least in how loyal they were to their masters. But unlike female slaves, there were few opportunities for sex. He had a chance here though. He intended to take her. Only the details were uncertain. ”Just going to wander around here aimlessly?” He asked her. He would try to take a friendly approach. Maybe she would be more open to a fellow slave, who might fight alongside.

Honorious knew she would keep her word. More importantly, even if she had tried, he warned her her sister would be punished as well. Lilana was still sleeping for the moment. Honorious felt generous enough to let her keep sleeping in his bed for now. He was in a mood to give them both small rewards for how well they did last night. He still had to think a little about extra duties for her. He would remain in the tent to wait for her to wake up for at least a little longer. Out in the camp, the others soldiers watched Aliana with some curiosity. They knew the basics, one of the survivors of the army they just defeated, now their general's slave and one of their soldiers now. At least some of them would fight at her side later. They watched her for now, seeing how she reacted. To being a soldier of the army that just defeated her. Some of them could not move of course. Guards would not leave their posts, there were people support jobs as well, repairing equipment, giving out supplies, tending the wounded. There were some who were as free as Aliana was at the moment. They were not slaves, but soldiers had restrictions too. Confined to the camp, but mostly free on where to go. There were a wide variety of people there too, not just from the Vanorian homeland, but other peoples who had been conquered and brought into the empire over the years, though not as recently as these lands.

She would become more enthusiastic later. Honorious was sure of that. He would let her simmer in defeat for now, until she learned. A few minutes later, the guard came back, with several others, a sword and armor placed at the slave's feet. To prove just how confident he was in his victory over her, the mage was there too. After a moment of soft chanting, Aliana could feel the spell that weakened her get undone. "Put the armor on, take your sword. For now, wander around the camp. Get to know the soldiers you will be fighting alongside. Go wherever you want, as long as you stay in the camp. Feel free to be as friendly with them as you want." He was giving her permission to mentally escape, find peace in pleasure. He had told the guard to spread the word too. Until he said otherwise, the soldiers had permission to share his older slave. They were not to hurt her, but especially if she desired it, they could have some fun with her. They were going to fight together, they might as well get closer.

"You were very enthusiastic, about the things you said you would do and how you felt about me." It sounded like Aliana did not completely remember. Honorious would not repeat what she said word for word, but he would hold her to her word and as she woke up, maybe she would remember more of what she said and did, how much she did in fact enjoy it. "You enjoyed it much more that time. If only a man could keep going longer and did not need sleep." He looked over her with a satisfied look, almost gloating. "You can be happy, I am allowing you to be a soldier again. You fight for me now though. For OUR empire." Her home was conquered, soon the last outposts of her kingdom would fall. Even if she was not a slave, she was Vanorian by conquest now. That is what she would fight for. This was the realty of war, if she would keep fighting, it would be for the enemy that defeated her and her people.

Honorious had a hard time guessing the slave's state of mind, not sure she was entirely awake yet either. He smiled and slid out from between the two sisters and out of bed. "You did well last night. I am a man of my word. You will now serve me in another way." He walked over to one of the guards outside the tent, giving him instructions. "You are my soldier too now..." He had another surprise for her too now, that he had not mentioned last night. "You will also be one of my bodyguards from now on." She wanted to kill him so recently, now she would be the one protecting him from would be assassins. He knew she would do it too. He did not know how much denial she was now in, but he knew those feelings last night were genuine.

Amy was not surprised or bothered by that. She would have been more surprised if Skye had thoughts of hunting, but could not rule it out with her current nature. “Well you are a tame dog after all, you don’t have to feel any pressure to hunt. Treat it as a challenge, though the bigger challenge is their speed and your body. You can’t run like the boys. You might occasionally see a rabbit too, or a stray cat. I’ve never seen anything bigger in the area.” She led her back to the fence, let her in and relocked it, as she waited for Skye to undress and return to dog mode. “We go out again later, for a proper walk.” It was a little more risky. But she was not that worried, with how far her nearest neighbors were.

There was the curious question. It was natural enough to do that as a dog. Though with her body she was very unlikely to succeed. "What do you think you would do if you caught one?" She did wonder if Skye had thought about that. She certainly was not going to discourage it, if Skye thought the idea was fun, or if she felt like a hunter, there was no issue with that. Though she was curious if Skye had thought about it. Amy did not really care about the answer, whether it was considered fun, a challenge, or a hunt, but she did want to know which answer it was. She had a feeling what the others would do, and they had more chance of success, but she wondered if Skye would be the same.