The four great windows were no longer see-through from any side as fog had built up on their surface, condensation that was unlikely to get away soon, the ambiance felt awfully steamy in general, the only few spots were condensation was not present instead laid bare so hand and prints of other body parts, it was miracle that none of the glass had cracked at all.
On the desk that was supposed to be used to fill up reports and paperwork, a suit of armour was to be found, alongside every single article of clothing worn by the minor lord, his equipnt was thick and heavy, not leaving even joints unprotected, but the plate armour wasn't all, as beneath, the empire's best gambeson and chainmail as well, serving to protect the wearer for all types of damage, with all of this, even blunt damage was of no problem.
This went without counting the various enchantnts and such that the zombie rarely had a use for, in fact, he hadn't even used any since entering the realm, the basic toughness of his own body and armour well-enough to resist all possible damage until now.
However, uncharacteristically, Alkayne had taken it all off for a purpose that was not to have it repaired or upgraded, looking at the black sun etched upon his rotund-looking chestplate, he couldn't help but cradle his face with both hands.
'O death, I may have been a bit caught up in the mont, but I swear this is all going to be useful to expand your influence' performing the prayerful hand sign.
Currently sitting on the edge of the bed, was lower than it had been before on account of not being capable of handling the sort of activities that went down upon its surface, dispersed all over the ground were various articles of clothing, such as a black robe or cloak of feathers…
Alkayne had to admit that he had surprised even himself back there, although having been rather reluctant in the beginning, when the real business started there wasn't any of that reluctance to be found anywhere, all of it had gone missing, he truly was not a pure undead like General Loimos, the sight of two won he very much found attractive in their simplest of apparel reawakened pulsions he had thought gone alongside his life all this ti ago.
But they had been rely sleeping, perhaps for too long as he recounted the many, many events that had occurred within this small room over the span of what had probably been much too long of a ti, covering his face, there was no doubt that the sort of things he had been doing would have gone unnoticed, especially considering Jiji's intensity and rather far-reaching vocalisations.
He had at least managed to hold himself back enough and avoided actually mixing his death force with Cecili's during the whole thing, the process of creation of an undeadling was a bit taxing for the mother, and also, easily noticeable, Ourlst and Horhir would have questions if they noticed that between last ti and the next the nightbird had suddenly begun carrying an undeadling.
Alkayne would really, truly, want to keep this whole sequence under wraps for as long as possible, he had not just done such a thing with a living, but with a subordinate too, and with both at once at that!
As much as he felt like repeating the process, there was no denying that this was pretty out-of-line for a minor lord to do during such an important mission.
More importantly, as it had been going down, Jiji began exuding unnaturally strong warmth, resulting in the fogging up of the windows and into an ambient heat within the room similar to that of a sauna, the fortress had already been warm due various installations to combat the cold and snow but this was well beyond the normal temperature, in fact, her body heat was not going down even now.
As for him, this was supposed to grant him the blessing of Da-Somr, which should grant warmth, but he felt no such thing, in fact, he felt like his low body temperature had gone even lower, he could control it sowhat so he tried to test it.
He could get so cold that his simple touch could put create frost and ice, but as he was originally expected, he could also go incredibly warm, enough to cause objects in his hole to catch fire, Alkayne couldn't be certain if this was supposed to be the regular blessing or if it had sothing to do with him being undead and knowing how to control his body temperature, and asking wasn't an option right now.
Turning around, the nun was pretty much knocked out, he had probably gone a bit overboard on her, but thankfully, despite her small stature, she was tougher than she looked, Jiji had truly handled it well, now sleeping soundly.
As for Cecili, he probably should have been more mindful and been gentler with her as well, the nightbird was a naturally spawned undead with little to no knowledge of such things after all, even if her undead physique ant that she completely fine and couldn't really see the difference between rough and gentle, it left a sour taste in his mouth to just treat her like that on the first mont of intimacy.
Standing up, so of the fog seed to be clearing away, allowing the zombie to see himself in the reflection, due to the way he had died, his body was very well-pressed, save for the fact that most of his skin had fallen off and made way for his bare muscles that had taken on a dark shade and his face that had lost a few bits, the body he had honed in life was still there.
Which had actually surprised both of his partners as they had imagined his physique to follow after his armour, and had thus, been expecting a rather sizeable stomach, but no, the shape was rely to better deflect blows and allow for more padding underneath, he in fact, look barely the sa without his suit of armour, if not for the fact that he wore an open-faced helm, they might have doubt whether it was him for a mont.
'I never took that you not falling off due to the cold would be useful one day' he spoke to a certain part of himself.
As it turns out, he had not lost his edge in this secret art, otherwise his rather strong excitent would have resulted in so injury.
Running his hand against his bald head, which wasn't a consequence of death, as he had lost them pretty early on in his life.
"Hey Mister Undead! Are you not going to cuddle with us?" he stopped in his tracks.
'How is she awake already?!'
"The ladies at the village said that it was very nice to do that afterwards!"
From what Jiji had claid, the ladies at the village, whichever she was referring to, had told all about the tips and tricks, which she had enthusiastically put to the test throughout the whole ordeal and pulled the nightbird along with her.
"What is this… Cuddling activity about?" wondered Cecili.
"Mister Alkayne takes in his big strong arms and holds us lovingly"
"Ooh, that sounds nice"
'Dammit…'
"Alright, but just five minutes, I have a conquest to lead" after taking their purity, he had to take good care of them.
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