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If he accepted she had no doubt in her mind that she would come out victorious and if he refused her offer his accompanying officer, likely no more than a peasant himself, would be aware that the boy Prince had saved his own skin at the cost of his army's, which would almost certainly inspire a coup and subsequent overthrow of the Prince, allowing the army to then surrender regardless. It couldn’t fail either way she reasoned, she would rid herself of the last vestiges of tits the King's bloodline and forces with the death of a single man, and finally she would be able to disperse her own dark forces through the land to keep the peace and solidify her new rule, allowing the realm to grow and prosper in her design. “Announcing Prince Belind and his companion!” a man small called out, one of her asian own, his voice clear and strong as it passed through the tent she had set up in the ranks of her forces. Ariela grinned and sat up straight, expectant, her dress light and airy, barely covering her lush figure, displaying a scandalous amount of skin and cleavage, which, she knew, would distract the Prince to no end. In they walked, two men in gleaming armour, one tall and proud, his body strong and his eyes fierce, a gleaming helmet held under one arm looking all the bit a King, his hair dark and short flecked with grey, his jaw strong with a scar running across it from an old wound, the other was younger, barely more than a boy, his armour ill-fitting and poorly maintained on an unmasculine frame, his peasant attache. Ariela addressed the older man, “Prince Belind, I presume.” The younger boy's face reddened in embarrassment and he stepped forward, “You presume incorrectly, Lady, I am Prince Belind, this is my General.” Ariela raised one delicate eyebrow and reevaluated the pair, she hadn’t known the age of the King’s last son, not having stopped to ask him, and she found herself in one way disappointed and in another intrigued as she eyed the young boy with his too young face and his shock of red hair. “I see.” She said flatly, “I had expected the King's son to be a little more... Kingly. Regardless, you know why I arranged this parlay?” The Prince tried his best to look strong, to adopt an air of might like his defeated father had worn so easily. “To discuss an armistice?” Ariela burst into laughter, open and loud, she was joined by her at encouragement by her own companions, the guards, generals and stewards that shaved attended on her all mocking the prospect. The prince reddened further and the General looked down patiently as the laughter drew out, stopping only when Ariela raised a hand, her grin wide, “Funny, a cute prospect. You are beaten, Princeling, I’ve no doubt your General told you that before coming here as he seems wise to these things, but I commend your bravery! Unless I’m just mistaking stupidity.” “I-...” he started, but his general laid a hand on his shoulder, the prince turning to look at him, uncertain and worried. He motioned with a hand for his General to speak in his place. “Please, Lady Ariela, why did you wish for us to attend you?” the general asked, polite and formal, she made a mental note of that. “Well, General…?” she led. “Atrin, my Lady.” “Well General Atrin, I don’t enjoy pointless slaughter, your forces are incredibly outmatched, there is no pitched battle out there awaiting us,” She waved a hand towards the entrance to the tent beyond which sat both armies, dismissive, “merely a massacre. I offer an alternative, a duel, between myself and the Princeling. If I am victorious, your army surrenders and every single man is allowed to return to his home, to his family, to his land and his life. If the Prince wins, well, I’ll be dead and without me, my army collapses to infighting. Even your little band of, I think they’re supposed to be japan fighters, could mop up the survivors of that mess.” Belind frowned deeply, “I… I couldn’t, you should-” Again he was interrupted by Atrin, “Might I suggest putting more thought into this, Sir.” he said the last bit with a hint of exasperated impatience in his voice, this time meeting the younger boys look with a steely gaze. Belind might’ve been an adult in age, but next to his General he felt like a child. “But I-...” “The army does not stand a hope of defeating her force, Belind. Susan spoke up, "Yes, we're sure, but just small so you know, we've never done that before." They seem to glow and if I look closely I can see a unique pattern within them. My japan heart pounded as my own head drifted down. Josie was the brave one that night. shaved This gave me quite a bit of downtime to just fuck off. I couldn’t believe what she had just told me! This was so HOT! For the tits next few minutes Sarah continued to squirm and gasp for breath. With everything in the locker I locked the door and turned around. Even after you caught us I my mind was tense but my body was totally satisfied. The fresh air was the balm I needed to wake me up and clear up my head, finally rousing fully to the world. I wasn’t thrilled about this center, but Darla asian loved it. However, when something comes across that seems out of line I will have my investigators dig deeper.” Mr. Jaxson said. The sounds tapered off into a desperate exhale.