Herald of Steel

Alexander did not know it, but Mikaya had to go through an immense amount of effort to get a one on one audience with him like this.

Even Pasha Farzah’s words were not enough to let her escape her to-be husband’s clutches initially. Instead, the old lord had to personally meet with Pasha Ozman to let this happen.

And even then, the smitten, half crazy Shahel had wanted to accompany his to be wife into Alexander’s room… just to make sure nothing untoward happened.

This was of course something utterly unthinkable.

In Adhanian culture, there was indeed a practice of an older, experienced woman helping a virgin couple get through their first night, showing them some of the dos and don’ts.

It was quite outdated by now, but still, it occurred from time to time under special circumstances, for instance if the bride or groom were too young but were still married hastily due to political reasons.

However no such precedence existed for a man. Most probably because the man in the room would undoubtedly beat someone trying to do this to death.

Yet even that was still not enough to stop the stubborn Shahel. He did not want to let Mikaya out of his sight that much.

He only halted after Pasha Farzah reminded him that he was yet to be married to his daughter and thus that it would be gravely inappropriate for him to see his niece in law, Azira and Azura doing such things.

Futhermore, the old man then made Mikaya swear to the gods that she would only watch and instruct from the side but never proceed any further.

Fortunately Mikaya was made to swear by the name of Ramuh, whereas their family’s true belief was still pagan in its roots. They outwardly of course still pledged allegiance to the Father, paying their tithes and protecting their temples.

But over the years, they had managed to also sneak in much of their culture and customs into the Ramuh faith, thus modifying the religion to suit themselves. For instance, there were some characteristics of the god Ramuh, they did not believe in, particularly about his power over good and evil.

For example, the orthodox teaching was that Ramuh was all good and all evil came from the other gods in the pantheon attacking him. But people in Matrak believed that in addition to this, the rage of the Father was also able to bring forth evil and calamity.

And there were many more such examples of subtle differences.

All this the Royal family perfectly knew well, but Matrak was far too powerful, and it was deemed far too big and sparsely populated to be worth the cost of a full fledged war over such a relatively small thing.

Hence Pasha Farzah’s family was given the technical ability to break some oaths made to the father based on the kind of words used. For example, when making Mikaya swear, the clever Lord Farzah used the phrase, ‘By the Father who is all good,’, which made her promise technically not binding.

It was a very small thing, said so quickly that Shahel, who was so used to hearing this familiar subconsciously overlooked it. That was how Mikaya was able to offer her services to Alexander so freely without any fear of repercussions.

And if you are interested in whether Mikaya would have broken the pact even if she was under oath, well frankly the chances were not low.

She was already quite fed up with Shahel and after this particular incident, it made Mikaya all the more alarmed about the mental state of her suitor. She became even more determined to seek help as soon as possible, not wishing to be hitched with a child unless she could exactly figure out what was going on with this husband of hers.

Fortunately for her, her bet paid off in full and more as Alexander in a very nonchalant voice went on to reveal a full proof technique of covertly taking her contraceptive with none being the wiser.

“…. just mix the laced ice cubes into the drink and you will be fine. I will send you some in one to two days.”

“…” Mikaya’s reaction to learning Alexander’s technique was quite similar to Pasha Farzah’s, one of stunned silence.

Something that pleased Alexander very much, as he relished in watching how the haughty girl widened her beautiful eyes in great disbelief.

For a while, Mikaya, like her father, too was unable to come to terms that such a technique could even exist, surprise and amazement filling her heart to the brim, as well as a bit of fear of Alexander.

“Hahaha, as expected of my Alex!” Then finally breaking out of the stupor, Mikaya was unable to stop her heart from bursting out, and she lunged herself into Alexander, digging her curvy body heavily into him and wrapping her eager arms around him like he was the most precious object to her.

There were very few times in her life that Mikaya felt so happy and this was one of them.

“Chuuu,” Hence Alexander soon got a large, hot, smooch on his taut cheeks, followed by another one on the opposite side, and then another one and…

“Okay, okay.. Let us save the celebration for when we actually succeed. You have not actually taken the medicine.” The flurry of kisses was so intense that Alexander was at last forced to break by lightly pulling the eager girl off, feeling his cheeks had basically become a bit damp and smelling a fruity, musky scent.

Despite being forcefully separated, the shining look in Mikaya’s eyes did not diminish one bit. In fact, it seemed to only flare up, and the girl started to send Alexander an extremely heated grin.

The man recognised this grin from a few previous encounters- it meant Mikaya was getting ready to ‘jump’- a sign further buttressed by how the lady began to flare up her nostrils, her mouth opened to let off heavy, steamy breaths and how even the nipples through the red bra could be seen visibly perking up, begging to pulled and played with.

The sight both stirred Alexander’s loins and made his heart skip a beat- because unlike the ever energetic lady, Alexander’s tank was still quite empty. He feared he would not be able to perform.

Hence not willing to give Mikaya the chance, he quickly chimed up, “I have still not gotten a promise that you will not leak this, Lady Mikaya. You should understand if this…”

Alexander did not get to finish his urging as it seemed he had chosen the wrong topic to talk about.

Mikaya simply leaped onto his lap to cut him off, putting her meaty, soft butt on his little brother, and grinning,

“How do you want me to promise, Lord Alexander? Who should I swear to? The gods? The heavens? My father? Myself? You? Or… my unborn child?”

The gorgeous Mikaya then gave a very naughty chuckle, cupping Alexander’s cheeks in her dainty hands and slowly lowering her perfectly fair face until her cute flushed nose touched his.

Alexander’s eyes turned wide looking at the immaculate sight, flushed with a reddish glow, and eyes misty with grateful tears. On top of that, she, like always smelled amazing, like fresh lilac. Mix that with her musky sweat and heated breaths, and Alexander’s heart strings tugged like a guitar.

“Ahhh…yes…”

The result of which was felt all the way down to even the bottom as his organ continued to get bigger and bigger.

And soon Mikaya began to grind herself more and more on it, painting her lewd juices over her red painties, relishing the sensation of feeling the girth get bigger and bigger, and the rod get hotter and hotter right beneath her soft garden.

The girl’s mind rejoiced at the thought of soon having this inside her- Mikaya loved to celebrate in this way.

“Kyahhh…”

Unfortunately for her, Alexander still had some self control left, and understood this was not the time to get distracted.

Hence he forcefully broke off the bonding before it could proceed any further, transporting the heavy girl to his side, and suddenly turned to ask in a very serious tone,

“Mikaya, I have given you my promise. Now you tell me what happened with Shahel that led to this. I want to know everything… do not miss a single detail.”

“….” The light in the girl’s eyes seemed to suddenly dim a bit at Alexander’s insistence. As said earlier, she was reluctant to say this.

But also realizing her position, the girl gave one last longing look towards Alexander’s turgid lower half before retelling basically how she had to fight to get an audience with him and how Shahel’s crazed infatuation bothered her.

“…. he has put me under constant watch. Guards follow me everywhere… they will even insist on entering the quarters of some of the ladies I visit. I… This is crazy.”

“He says he is afraid of assassins but by the heavens… I cannot even change my clothes without two men trying to constantly peek! This… I would rather die than live like that!”

There was a great sigh of exasperation as Mikaya at last declared this, her eyes wide and shaking.

“….” While listening to the whole story, Alexander found himself indeed sympathizing with Mikaya.

It was one thing to love a girl, it was another to want to cage her like a bird like so.

“Hmmm… this Shahel… does seem problematic.” He loudly mused, as his eyes suddenly turned very cold and cruel,

“My lady, have you thought of instead of killing the baby, you kill the baby’s father? Your father is already planning to kill Lord Azzad and Amenheraft anyway. We can easily accommodate one more!”