Trial of a Roman, Trial of a Couple
Awakenings,
Part 5 Trial of a Roman
Ms. Hunter Ash
ripperbard7@yahoo.com
frost29@post.com
Disclaimers: I don’t own Xena, Gabrielle, etc etc etc. This is to help in keeping me somewhat sane and for entertainment. Don’t bother suing me, I’m government property and have no money.
Subtext/Alt Fiction/Sex: there is a loving and sexual relationship between characters of the same sex. Violence: Description of the results of a major poisoning, one actual poisoning. Kinda light this time around.
Rating: PG13
Storyline: one of Gabrielle’s attempted assassins is put on trial by the Amazons and Gabrielle and Xena discover an unforeseen complication from Xena’s recent memory loss.
I would hope this story can stand on it’s own but it is part of a series and you might want to read the other parts first:
A Visit Home, An Awakening
An Awakening, Discovery
Amazon Bonding
Healing
Trial of a Roman
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Xena moved Argo through the rocks carefully as Gabrielle gritted her teeth against the pain from riding. The Amazon Queen was pleased to find that her Consort was leading them to the same pool they had visited a short time earlier that season. The same pool where they had shared a vision together that revealed the truth of Gabrielle’s parentage and destiny, a destiny she and Xena had been fated to share and mold, either in the darkness of the Warlord or in the light of the warrior and bard.
The warrior helped the pain-wracked bard off Argo and gently carried her to the shade of a tree by the small river. Without a word the warrior sat against a tree and pulled the bard in between her legs and wrapped her arms around the smaller woman. Together they watched the river flow.
After a time the warrior made a small campfire for her and her mate and changed out of her ceremonial clothing into her usual leathers. Wrapping a cloak around them they watched the stars beginning to show in the darkening sky.
“I have to be there in the morning, don’t I?” Gabrielle finally broke their silence.
“Yes,” Xena agreed.
“Gods, I hate this!”
“I know.”
Gabrielle hugged the arms hugging her. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Gabrielle.”
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Just before dawn Xena slowly led Argo back into the village and wasn’t surprised to find Ephiny and Solari waiting.
“My Queen, about half a candle-mark. We told the delegates that you were in too much pain for the dinner last night.” Ephiny said simply.
“Thank you.”
Xena reached up and helped her beloved off the horse carefully. The warrior was already dressed in her ceremonial clothing, all she needed to do was put on the mask. Gabrielle leaned up and kissed her mate quickly.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes,” the bard said and moved slowly towards their hut to get dressed in her ceremonial clothing again.
Xena shrugged when she turned to the Regent and her mate. “She needed some time to think.”
“We knew that, so did the Elders. No one thought anything about it. We know what a difficult decision that was for Gabrielle.” Ephiny responded with a smile.
“This whole mess hasn’t been easy for any of us.” Xena complained.
“No, I talked with the Healer, the execution should be quick.” Solari informed the warrior.
“Good, after this is over I’m taking Gabrielle away for awhile. Up north to a small cabin Hercules has in the mountains. A month or more together with no one else around will probably do her some good.”
“I agree, give her some time to heal and both of you to heal. You’ve had a rough wedding month, my friend,” Ephiny agreed.
Xena quickly put on her mask as delegates began leaving their huts and gathering near the common area. The warrior excused herself from the Regent and mate and made her way around the gathering crowd towards the Queen’s Hut and entered with a knock.
Gabrielle sat at the table staring at nothing. She attempted a smile as her mate walked up and hugged the bard from behind.
“It’s time, my Queen.” Xena said softly. Gabrielle nodded and rose in her lover’s arms, reaching for her mask on the table.
“Let’s get this over with.”
The next half a candle-mark was a blur to the Amazon Queen. Formal announcement of the charges, Elder decision and call for the prisoner to be brought forth. The Roman was dressed as before in his official military clothing. He stood as tall as his medium height would allow and easily stood on the platform.
An Amazon, chosen by lots and masked, stepped forward from the Healer with a cup in hand. The Roman raised the cup in salute, to whom no one asked or ventured, and then he drank the entire contents.
Gabrielle closed her eyes and listened to the noises, the reactions of the crowd for the next few minutes. Xena stood behind the sitting bard, holding her Queen closely. The bard concentrated on her breathing and on the warmth of the warrior’s arms holding her and finally Xena leaned forward and whispered in her ear.
“It’s over, my love.”
Gabrielle opened her eyes to see the masked Amazon covering the Roman’s body with a blanket as the Healer stepped back.
“The judgment of the Elder Council has been carried out. The Roman Centurion Octavion is dead,” the healer announced.
“Come, my Queen, let’s pack for our journey.” Xena encouraged.
“Yes,” Gabrielle agreed quickly.
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The next two days were spent with Gabrielle spending time with the visitors from other tribes, Xena sparring with Hercules and Iolaus, and the Amazon Queen catching up on political stuff for the Nation. With rest and no strenuous activity the bard’s back began healing once again, pleasing both Gabrielle and Xena to no end.
On the third day the Shaman sought the two bond-mates out, finding them watching some of the visiting Amazons sparring with Gabrielle’s tribe members and Hercules and Iolaus. The Shaman sat next to the two on a log seat outside of the practice yard.
“Your friends are good.” she commented about Hercules and Iolaus.
“Yes, but the Amazons definitely give them a workout.” Xena grinned.
“Can I talk to you both?” the Shaman asked simply, watching the Amazons and men practice.
“Of course, Shaman.” Gabrielle answered easily.
“I’ve seen a couple of things in visions and have sensed other things,” the Shaman began.
After a moment, Xena spoke. “Shamans, always speaking in riddles.” The warrior complained with a smile and was answered with a smile from both Gabrielle and the Shaman.
“And warriors are always impatient,” the shaman countered and then frowned. “Xena, when Ares took your memories of Gabrielle from you, how did you get them back?”
Xena’s eyebrows furrowed in puzzlement. “You know that, Shaman,” she answered, “Gabrielle.”
The Shaman nodded, it was as if that one word, that name could explain everything about Xena now. About the changes from Warlord to warrior, from darkness to light, from destroyer to lover.
“How did she do that?” the Shaman asked and the bard shifted on the log, uncomfortable being talked about, and not to, but deciding to keep quiet and see where this was heading.
“By reconnecting our blood bond, that brought my memories back.” Xena was also frowning.
The Shaman nodded again, watching the Amazons and men practice. “I sense that our Queen will heal almost completely. One of my visions has been of a very fit and trim body with no sign of pain. You will probably have problems with age, my Queen, but all warriors do.”
Warriors? Gabrielle thought with her own furrowed brows.
“Thank the gods for that,” Xena muttered, missing the word ‘warrior’ applied to her gentle non-killing bard.
“I’ve seen and sensed other things, warrior” the Shaman said simply.
“Such as?” Xena questioned, eyes beginning to narrow.
“Normally I would approach you separately but you are blood bonded to our Queen. You share almost the same soul now and the same future.”
“What is it, Shaman?” Xena asked impatiently.
“The Queen hasn’t noticed because of her own pain but I’ve noticed that you haven’t been eating much, Xena. Are you getting ill?”
Now both Xena and Gabrielle were frowning, Xena in puzzlement and Gabrielle in concern. “No,” the warrior answered. “With all the stress around I haven’t been hungry.”
“Or did the thought of food make your stomach turn over?” the Shaman asked gently, keeping her eyes on the Amazons and men practicing.
“What are you getting at, Shaman?” Xena demanded and Gabrielle reached out a hand and took the warrior’s callused hand in hers.
“When was your last blood time?”
Xena blinked rapidly, looking like she had just taken a blow to the stomach or head. Gabrielle’s eyes began to grow very wide. The Shaman kept watching the Amazons and men practice.
“I...., the stress has thrown my timing off.” the warrior whispered.
“You were with Ares for a night.” The Shaman said simply.
Xena closed her eyes and ran a hand over her face. “I was due two weeks ago,” she whispered, turning very pale under her tanned skin.
“Shaman?” Gabrielle whispered.
“I think so, my Queen. Xena, you have a son and you know your own body, are you now with child?” the Shaman asked gently.
Xena tried to control her breathing as a roaring filled her head and darkness attempted to crowd in. She could barely feel Gabrielle’s hand holding hers as she fought for control.
“I....,” she stammered, opening her blue eyes filled with tears and seeking her beloved’s green eyes out in fear.
Gabrielle, seeing the absolute fear and pain there, reached out her other hand and began to caress the warrior’s cheek. “I’m here, my love. No matter what,” she promised.
Xena moaned deep in her throat and broke away from her lover at a run towards the tree line.
“Xena! Wait!” Gabrielle jumped to her feet and then winced at the sudden pain in the back. “Damnit!”
Hercules, hearing Gabrielle’s cry and seeing Xena’s flight into the trees, found himself on the ground, having been distracted. With a laugh he held his hands palm up in surrender and let the two Amazon warriors help him to his feet and grasped their forearms in a warrior’s handshake. He quickly moved to Gabrielle’s side, just in time to catch her as she fell into his arms sobbing.
He looked at the shaman with a puzzled look but she merely shrugged. “She’ll have to tell you, son of Zeus,” and the Shaman moved off into the shadows.
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Gabrielle paced in front of her hut in the pre-dawn hour. Hercules and Iolaus, leaning against the hut wall had finally nodded off to sleep, having talked themselves to death trying to reassure the bard that Xena would be back and would be fine.
Watching from the doorway of their own hut Regent Ephiny and Solari frowned as their Queen paced.
“Can we do anything?” Solari asked finally, putting an arm around her lover’s waist.
“No, we don’t even know what’s wrong. Gabrielle won’t tell me until she’s talked with Xena and no one has seen the warrior since she disappeared in the trees. It’s eerie how that woman can disappear better than an Amazon.” Ephiny complained.
“I know, she’s the only one who can get past our best scouts without them even being aware she was ever there.” Solari agreed.
“I remember the night she came to attack Gabrielle when she lost her memory. I almost didn’t see her enter that hut. If she wants to disappear then I don’t know if we can find her.”
They both saw Gabrielle’s head snap up towards the north and she seemed to be waiting, a moment later a scout trotted into view and knelt before the Queen. Ephiny and Solari quickly trotted over to hear the scouts report. Hercules nudged Iolaus awake.
“My Queen,” the scout tried regaining her breath.
“Yes, report.”
“The warrior Xena has been found. She is by the river where the large rocks and boulders form small pools and mini waterfalls.”
Gabrielle frowned. “Was she all right?”
“Physically, yes.” The scout answered but wouldn’t raise her eyes.
“Finish it,” Gabrielle demanded.
“It appears that she has been crying most of the night and she now lies curled up on the rocks.” The scout whispered, as if in fear of Gabrielle’s reaction. Every Amazon in the village, including the visitors, were aware of the close connection of the Queen and her Consort. For something to drive the warrior away from the village and her Queen, it must be devastating. For something to make the former Warlord, the former Destroyer of Nations to weep through the night, the scout shuddered at the thought.
“Thank you, go and get some food and rest.” Gabrielle said distractedly.
“Gabrielle, my Queen,” Ephiny began.
“Have Argo saddled, please.” Gabrielle began to turn inside her hut when Ephiny placed a hand on the small bard’s arm.
“Gabrielle, what is it? How can we help?” she asked, the concern on her face and Solari’s grabbed at Gabrielle’s heart and she quickly hugged her Regent and friends.
“It will be all right, I just need to talk to her and reassure her about something. Get Argo saddled, I’m going to bring her back.”
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From the scout’s description, Gabrielle had a pretty good idea where Xena had ended up. The same place where she and Xena had shared a vision journey into Gabrielle’s past to discover the truth about the bard’s conception and parentage. When they learned that Apollo was her father and that they were both fated to be together. If they weren’t then the darkness that consumed the Warlord could consume the known world. It was also the place where Xena had taken Gabrielle when the young Amazon Queen was struggling with the coming execution of her Roman assassin.
Gabrielle led Argo carefully around the rocks until she spotted the warrior curled up on the same rock they had laid on before. The warrior seemed to be sleeping but Gabrielle could see the tenseness of Xena’s muscles. Letting Argo’s reins drop, the bard made sure to make noise as she approached the battle trained warrior.
She stopped just before the boulder. “Xena?” she said softly.
The warrior didn’t turn but nodded her head in acknowledgment of her mate. Gabrielle carefully climbed up on the rock and sat behind her mate. She slowly reached out and touched Xena’s arm and was pleased when the warrior didn’t pull away. The bard began to slowly stroke her warrior’s arm and then her forehead and cheek lightly.
Fresh tears fell from behind closed eyelids.
“Xena, talk to me, please.” Gabrielle said softly.
“I don’t know what to say.” Xena whispered. “Ares.”
“Yes, he happens to be the contributor to this.”
Xena opened her eyes and turned over on her back and looked at the bard. Gabrielle kept from crying out at the sight of the torment on the older woman’s face, the pain filling the crystal eyes the bard adored.
“Gabrielle?” Xena whispered.
Gabrielle smiled a reassuring smile and held open her arms and held tight as her warrior melted into them. She began to rock slightly as Xena wept again. Finally this round of tears seemed done and Xena pulled back slightly to look at her mate.
“I knew when I followed you that it wouldn’t be an easy road and I accepted that. That decision has been challenged many times, my love, and we’ve met them each time together. We’ll face this together as well. I love you and I will love your child as my own.” Gabrielle said, holding Xena’s face tenderly.
“With Ares as the father?” New tears ran down the warrior’s face and Gabrielle gently brushed them away.
“Ares may have been there but that doesn’t mean he’s going to be father to any child of ours.” Gabrielle growled, bringing a slight smile to Xena.
“You want to have this?”
“My love, nothing could please me more than to have a family with you.” Gabrielle smiled and was grateful for the hug she got for those words.
“This is going to be complicated,” Xena complained, pulling back and looking deep into Gabrielle’s green eyes. She was slightly surprised when Gabrielle laughed.
“When isn’t it with us?” The bard giggled, her nose and eyes wrinkling in amusement, something else that the warrior adored about her bard.
“That’s true. I’m sorry I freaked last night.”
“Don’t apologize, this isn’t exactly like finding out you’re coming down with a cold.” Gabrielle smiled.
“Oh gods, what are we going to do?” Xena cried.
“Well, first off, we’re going to go back to the village and get something to eat and then I’m going to hold you in my arms until we both fall asleep. Then we’ll decide what to do from there.” Gabrielle announced simply and stood up, trying not to wince.
Xena’s eyes narrowed as she looked up at her bard. “You didn’t sleep last night, did you? And you’re in pain.”
“No, I didn’t sleep and yes, I’m in some pain. Don’t you dare blame yourself for that!” Gabrielle warned as Xena got to her feet.
“Who knows what’s going on?” Xena asked as she helped the bard off the boulder and they began to walk towards Argo.
“The Shaman, Hercules and Iolaus. I used Herc’s shoulder for a crying post.”
“I’ve been thinking all night,” Xena began, reaching down and helping the smaller woman up on Argo. “It all depended on you, but I’d like to have the child. I made so many mistakes with Solan and I don’t know how to fix them, but this feels right. Even if it was Ares.”
Gabrielle reached around to hug her mate closely, rubbing her face along Xena’s leathers.
“I want the child, too. We don’t have to let Ares into our lives just because of this. I’m going to refuse to let this wonderful thing drag you back to him,” Gabrielle promised and Xena leaned back slightly into the bard.
“I love you, little one,” the warrior said simply.
“I love you, both of you.” Gabrielle giggled.
“Since this is going to get complicated really fast, should we tell the others right away?” Xena asked with a frown.
“Before you make it past the three month point?” Gabrielle countered with a question.
It was common for women not to announce pregnancy until after they had carried the child beyond a three month period, they both knew. It was very common to lose a child within that period and women usually wanted to be sure they were past the first season of trouble before making plans for a child.
“The Shaman seems to think I’ll carry it,” Xena commented.
Gabrielle laughed again. “That’s true! I think we should since we have to decide where, when and how and it will probably concern my status with the village.”
“Gods, complicated and it hasn’t even been a full day.” Xena complained.
Gabrielle giggled and held close to her warrior.
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Solari dropped her drinking cup and Ephiny thought she would fall off the bench they were sitting at when Gabrielle explained what was going on. The Amazon Queen resisted laughing at their incredulous faces and Xena’s dismayed look.
“Ares? For crying out loud!” Ephiny hissed and Xena dropped her head.
“Enough, Ephiny,” Gabrielle warned. “You know she wasn’t in control of the situation. Now we deal with it. Personally, I’m delighted.”
Xena looked up with a grateful half smile for her mate. Hercules leaned over the table and kissed the warrior on the cheek. Iolaus sat next to his friend grinning. Ephiny and Solari shook their heads in amazement at the situation.
“This isn’t going to be a typical pregnancy, birth or child.” Hercules warned and Xena and Gabrielle nodded in acknowledgment of that fact.
“Hey, Herc,” Iolaus punched his friend on the arm. “You’re going to be an uncle!”
The demi-god broke into a wide grin. “I couldn’t think of a better mom either.”
Xena blushed beet red.
“Or Moms,” Iolaus corrected, grinning at Gabrielle.
“I agree, it’s just a surprise.” Ephiny said. “I am happy for both of you but Hercules is right, this will give Ares an open door to your life.”
“Not if we can help it,” Gabrielle growled and Xena reached an arm around her mate’s shoulder and pulled Gabrielle close to her.
“I’ve seen how he tried to take Evander from his mother,” Hercules said, “I can’t see him stopping at anything to get hold of a child of yours, Xena.”
“I know, when someone comes up with an idea, let us know. I’m tired and I think Gabrielle is too. Come on, my Queen.” Xena stood up and helped pull her mate up and into her arms. Blue eyes catching green ones caused time to stop for both women for a moment until Ephiny coughed. Both women blushed and separated.
“You two!” the Regent complained with a laugh.
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“You have to get out of Greece and away from Ares’ influence.” Hercules suggested as they gathered at the dinner hour. Xena frowned.
“But where? Not any of Rome’s territories either.” Gabrielle said quickly.
“Agreed. I wouldn’t suggest the Persians, they aren’t too keen on women running around with swords or the Arabian lands.” Hercules thought aloud.
“Judea is definitely out, way too much Roman control and your type of relationship is a stoning offense,” Iolaus commented.
Gabrielle looked frustrated and Xena agreed with the sentiment.
“What about the Northern Amazons?” Ephiny suggested.
“We can’t.” Xena said quietly.
“Why not? That might be far enough away from main Greece to get out of Ares’ hands and the Romans won’t find you there.” Solari asked.
“I can’t.” Xena whispered, dropping her eyes and head.
Everyone became quiet. Gabrielle reached over and grabbed her mate’s hand.
“It’s okay,” she said quietly.
“Xena, you’ve been forgiven and accepted by the Amazon Nation, they’ll take you in,” Ephiny encouraged.
“I don’t think they can forgive what I did those years ago. Drop it, please Ephiny.”
“Okay.” Ephiny looked distressed for causing the warrior pain but Gabrielle reached her other hand over to her friend and squeezed the Regent’s hand.
Gabrielle once again cursed the past of her mate that just wouldn’t stay buried. It seemed that every time they got on track with something and seemed to be moving forward the past would come back to haunt her love.
“Britannia?” Solari suggested.
“Always a trouble spot for Rome, we might be able to blend into one of the tribes.” Gabrielle suggested.
“That’s a possibility or even further north into Caledonia. Even the Romans can’t conquer those clans.” Xena grinned.
“Getting accepted by them might be a problem.” Hercules said. “When I was up North I heard stuff about the Caledonians, fierce clans and tribes and they are very closed societies. One of their favorite past times is fighting among themselves when not taking on the Vikings and Romans.”
“Egypt?” Iolaus ventured.
“We’d stand out there a bit.” Xena grinned. “Gabrielle’s hair would instantly identify us as Greek or Roman and Rome is getting quite a foothold in Egypt.”
“Germania,” Hercules stated.
“Would their northern tribes accept us?” Xena asked.
“I believe so. They accepted me easily, they are naturally curious and love a good fight, almost better than drinking and no one does that better!” Hercules grinned. “They are light haired and skinned, no one would notice any of us as outsiders right away. They also don’t care about the type of relationship you two have. They don’t care as long as the family line is continued.”
“So as long as you produce for the tribe, they don’t care who else you sleep with?” Gabrielle asked with a grin.
Hercules actually began blushing. “That’s about it.”
“Well, we got that covered, don’t we, my love.” Gabrielle grinned at her warrior who also began to blush.
“Just don’t get any ideas about those tall, blond warrior men types,” Xena growled.
Gabrielle giggled.
“Now, getting you there before Ares finds out what’s going on and tries to stop us,” Hercules again thought out loud.
“Us?” Xena asked, eyebrows raising.
“If you’ll have us, we’d like to help.” Iolaus grinned.
“I think we’d be grateful,” Gabrielle looked to Xena who nodded.
“There’s been trouble on the border north of us, either we sail through the Mediterranean, along the coast, past Britannia and land up north or we go through Roman territory until we’re past the Celtic and Samaritan tribes.” Hercules proposed.
“Sail?” Gabrielle whispered and Xena grinned at how pale her mate suddenly went.
“Then it’s overland through Macedonia, Illyricum, Pannonia, Noricum, Rhaetia and into Germania.”
“Gods, this is going to take awhile,” Gabrielle moaned.
“And the sooner you get started the faster you’ll be out of Ares’ reach.” Ephiny smiled.
Gabrielle dropped Xena’s hand and took both of Ephiny’s in hers. “My friend, I want you to assume the rank and title of Queen.”
“No, you are the rightful Queen and it will stay that way!” Ephiny argued, attempting to pull out of Gabrielle’s hands but the bard held firm. Solari shifted uneasily in her seat.
“No, I’m leaving and we don’t know when we’ll be back. My first concern will be Xena and the Nation will need a Queen who thinks only of the Nation. Rome is getting more and more powerful and the lands will keep getting smaller and smaller until they force an action. I probably won’t be here and the Amazons need a full time leader.” Gabrielle urged.
Ephiny’s face became pained. “You fought hard when the right of caste was thrust upon you.” Ephiny reminded the bard. “You fought against me and Melosa and won that right, don’t give it up now.”
“I gave that up when I married Xena and you know it,” Gabrielle said gently and Ephiny dropped her head.
“My Queen,” Ephiny pleaded.
“No, it’s the best decision for the Nation and you know it. I’ll sign all the papers and turn my staff and mask over to you. I don’t want a formal ceremony because I don’t want word getting out that Xena and I are leaving for as long as possible.” Gabrielle said simply.
“You’ll always belong here,” Ephiny insisted and Solari nodded firmly.
“Thank you, my friend. We know that and we will be back.” Gabrielle promised.
“Hercules, we should start early.” Xena suggested.
“As soon as possible. Have any of the gods gotten hold of this yet?” he asked the two lovers.
“Not that we know of.” Gabrielle answered.
“Good, let’s keep it that way until we’re almost out of Greece, if necessary. The fewer who know about this the better, until Xena is safe.”
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Xena knew Gabrielle was keeping her emotions under control by a thread and wasn’t surprised when the little bard turned and threw herself into her warrior’s arms when they closed the door to their hut.
Xena moved them to the bed and sat against the wall, holding the bard while she cried.
“It’s okay, little one. We can always come back here,” Xena kept whispering.
After a short time Gabrielle’s tears finally stopped but she still clung to her warrior.
“I’m going to miss them,” she whispered.
“I know. I wish we could stay here and build our family,” Xena smiled at Gabrielle’s surprised face. “Yes, I know that’s what you would hope for too. I just can’t trust that Ares can’t reach us here. He already attacked us here once and has come to me when you were sick.”
“Damn him!” Gabrielle growled.
“I’m sure that’s at the top of the list for a lot of people and fellow gods.” Xena grinned.
“I won’t let him harm you or your child!” Gabrielle hissed.
“Our child.”
“Our child? Wow.”
After a moment Gabrielle began running her fingers over the skin where it met the leather armor. Her face leaned up and began nuzzling the warrior’s neck, pulling a moan out of Xena.
“How long can we.......?” Gabrielle whispered.
Xena laughed heartily. “A long time yet, little one,” she said as she leaned down and captured the lips of her mate.
A few minutes later Hercules was about to knock on the door when he heard familiar moans coming from inside the Queen’s hut and decided that whatever it was he was going to ask would wait until morning. He grinned and headed for the guest hut, his Amazon escort grinning along with him.
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