*** Alzi ***
The past few days were a lot easier without the Princess trying to get our unborn child killed. Inanos even ca around to help generate so mana for in the tent. Just oral, but it was nice having a wife co to offering to get on her knees while pregnant.
Just barely, but she is pregnant and apparently not as excited to see how big she gets with quadruplets. I disagree, but offered to change the count to five and she seed happier with the four after that.
I wonder how big Zarzi will be with her hundred. She's probably dead by now. I wonder how long Icy Bitch will make it.
"My Lady," Shyla says, finished getting my healer uniform on. "Today, we are having a short march. The enemy retreated fully last night. This morning we have nothing to do while the scouts find a path free of poison traps. Would you like to check out the n's tent?"
"I guess," I say. "They were kind of fun at the party. I still don't get how you can bring them to war."
"Nobles need their release."
"Hmph, why not bring brothel girls? The nobles are willing to do so crazy things with them."
"Everyone wants a child, and they don't want to take ti off. The ransom is often just giving the capturing family a few children."
"Just raping the n a bit. Who gives a shit about them," I mock. "We'll join them for a bit. Do I have to co running back if anyone runs into poison?"
"Yes."
The shifty bitch hasn't been seen since the Princess almost got my baby killed. Which has unfortunately stalled the Queen's progress, as well as Elora's sisters, Inanos said. Elora was clearly frustrated when she ca by last night. Or maybe she's just tired of making decisions.
She just bowed down to and offered her body to . I thought of giving her more kids, but I needed her to be active to keep all my currently growing children safe, so we just cuddled for a while. If I had gone any further, I know I would've just given her more kids.
"When will I learn how to ride a horse properly?" I ask. I probably can't do that while pregnant. Nobody dared to complain about my run out to save the Princess. Still, I got Shyla to admit it wasn't sothing they wanted doing again, if possible.
"We don't have the ti to do it right now," Shyla says, her hands wandering over my body again. "All the horses are needed for missions or to rest for their next mission. You weren't ant to be traveling around till after you got comfortable healing. But it is moving up in priority now that you are. How about we do it with your Mother after the marriage? For now you should have soone help you."
"That works," I say. I don't know if it is a good idea that I gave Shyla free rein of my body in private. Her hands are always soft and playful so that part is fine. But I don't know if it is a good thing to enjoy my ti with her in bed so much. I don't see her like Mommy or Mai yet, but I do like her despite the fact that she still doesn't truly see as her Lady.
"It's a little annoying, my Lady, how you look beautiful in whatever I put you in," Shyla whispers. "I worry about what to do with the suit, then I think about how you always manage to look nice, and I just circle around and around. I'm never able to commit to anything."
"Show to the n's tent or area or whatever it is," I say. Is soone getting baby fever?
"Yes, My Lady," Shyla says, backing away. "They have a main tent for them to gather in and a few smaller tents for more private activities and then their personal tents to host their wives."
"They fuck more than just their wives here?"
"Yes, n almost always fuck more than just their wives."
I'm starting to see why the n are always assholes or hardly do anything when they visit the brothels.
We walked past the dical tent. I guess Azula De fucking bitch has them too worried to let heal the poor commoners and 'waste' my mana. Maybe I should just do it anyway?
"When will we travel?"
"Could be after lunch or it may get delayed to tomorrow. Depends on traps and how they are set up. May be easier to just stay put and travel a bit for the attacks."
"You said we would have a short march today."
"Sorry for misspeaking my Lady," Shyla says. "I ant we may have a short march. The longer it takes, the less likely it will happen. I just know most of the army packed up like we would march at so point today."
Lucky them, having to pack up and sit out in the cold for the possibility of marching. Just fuck the commoners, I guess.
While the dical tent is off to the side, the n's portion of the camp is directly behind it and even separated a bit. A wall of wooden logs has been put up, with so won standing guard over it.
I guess this would slow won down too much if the dical section had it, but it would be nice to have more protection.
"My Lord wishes entry," Shyla shouts out to the gate.
Am I going to have to keep the coat on the entire ti so they don't know I'm not wearing a suit? Am I going in as a woman?
"Shyla am I going a woman or a man?"
"Man, my Lord," Shyla says. "Makes things easier for all."
"But the dress?"
"If you wish to wear a suit, I can put one on you, but I think it would be best to just keep the coat on."
"That works," I say. A nice thing about never being too warm, I guess. It does make the cold fucking awful, and they don't like when I use my mana to fend off the cold. "I'm pregnant."
"Yes, yes, you are my Lord," Shyla says. "Everyone can see that. You wear it well."
"n don't get pregnant."
"You are a man, and you are pregnant, are you not?"
"They better not use this as a way to torture or sothing."
"The rules are clear, or I wouldn't risk it."
The gate creaks open to reveal a few tents, the one in the middle looking similar to the dical tent in size. I wonder what the Princess's tent looks like. Inanos said they all live in it together, so it must be big.
Shyla takes right to the big tent, which is much better decorated and furnished inside than the dical tent. It's almost like one of the drawing rooms back in the manor.
"Hello, Alzi!" Cornelius calls out, waving at from the back. He sets a scroll down and starts towards . The rest of the n just look at the pregnant won in a bit of confusion. Clearly confused why I would be here. "I was hoping you would get a chance to co by. It doesn't feel right having one of the n missing. But I know you're doing more important work than we are back here. I would say we were a pure waste of resources if we didn't also help fill up so of the enchantnts with mana. I need to thank you for healing one of my wives. I know they can get a bit rude in the tent, but that is for all the healers. They don't like it when they have to get put back together. They know you're doing good work. Now co, co, you must want to do more than stand there."
"Yes, thank you," I say. Cornelius directs us over to a small table, which I think is used for playing Hunting Grounds. It reminds of what we played on back in the brothel, and the Princess said they would have the ga here.
"You got my wives riled up after that party," Cornelius says with a hearty laugh, pulling out a chair for . "Three of them threw into the bed and wouldn't give up till they had a fill of . Complaining about being ignored all night. It was the most I've felt wanted in a while, and it seems you were busy, too. When are you due?"
"Thank you. I'm not sure," I say. Does he not know the story or why we are fighting at all? "I have a few skills that speed things up more than they used to, and I'm not sure if they are in play or not and if they are how effective they are."
"I see. My wives did say your pregnancies were faster than normal. Well, I wish you good health, not that you need it, even though we know how much work you are doing down in that dical tent. I have to thank you again for healing my wife. Everyone in the camp is thankful for your work, even if they won't admit it. We sleep easier knowing you are doing all this work."
"Um, thanks," I say. "I've wanted to be a healer for a very long ti now, and this isn't how I thought my first ti would be, but it is good to be doing it."
"Good, good," Cornelius says, taking his own seat. "You are proving the Queendom lost a great healer for a decade right now. Everyone was a little on edge when Oriphusa left. But I knew you could handle it. You found that wonderful little solution at the party so quickly, and everyone knows you have the mana. Princess Elora wouldn't let her army lack a healer. No, she is not that stupid. You have done well proving their fear unfounded and silly. I just ask you to keep it up for our wives. We may grumble about them a bit too much, but that happens when you spend a lot of ti with soone. We do care for them. But what have you been up to since the party?"
Does he really not know, or does he want to go back over my latest raping?
"I got to spend so ti with my kids with Duchess Fluvis," I say. I did have so good tis. "A full week with the little girls. Elentals of different types. Cute little things."
"Oh, I know you have little ones all over the place, but I'm happy to hear you go to see so of them," Cornelius says. "They are always so cute when they're so small. Their cries are nerve-racking, but when you get to hold them and listen to them giggle, they are monts a parent should never have to miss, I think."
"Yes, I didn't mind the crying, but I do have the parts they are normally crying for, so probably a bit different there."
"Ah, yes. I never thought of it that way. Their cries often ant I had to let them go. I've only got two right now. Hoping by the end of this war we have a third on the way. My wives are upset the third didn't co after the party. Are any of your wives expecting as well?"
"Yes, Inanos is pregnant now," I say. I'm not sure if Elora is hiding it, so I guess I can be nice and keep it quiet. "I had to do it to heal her."
"Bittersweet then," Cornelius says. "Hmm, normally we would drink to that, but you probably shouldn't. I can drink for the two of us; just don't tell my wives." A maid, his, I suppose, cos over with a glass of water and wine.
"Thank you," I say, taking the glass of water.
"Thank you."
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