Sextain of Destiny Ch. 07 - Winter Chill - Sex Stories

Sextain of Destiny Ch. 07 - Winter Chill

The entrance hall of the Lightfellow residence was warm, but they could not see much of the St. Loa's Festival decorations that were everywhere on the streets outside.

"Whoa, big place. Pays to be one of the Six Knights, huh?" said a man with copper brown hair.

"She's Captain of the Six Knights, Edge," said another. He took off the hood of his dark brown winter cloak, revealing his curtained blonde hair. He brushed back a curl that threatened to assault his right eye.

"Right."

"You could be a knight too, you know."

"Not my style, Nash. Even now, they're sitting in their manors, praying to statues of a goddess, while a vampire is running around their back yard."

"Lighten up, will ya? The vampire isn't going anywhere," said Nash. "I hope."

"What about the one we brought with us? You hope there won't be trouble?"

"Oh shush."

Edge didn't say another word, and neither did Nash. They looked around the large house, populated with practical wood furniture. Even not taking in St. Loa's, there wasn't much of any kind of decoration, aside from a few swords mounted on the walls. Nash was about to make a quip about that, but then the butler opened a door and stood aside. Chris and Percival came into view, and she smiled when she saw Nash.

"Greetings!" she hailed. "I trust your journey went well?"

"We're here, ain't we?" said Edge.

"And I trust you remember Edge," said Nash with a wink as Chris and Percival approached. Both were dressed casually, and it didn't look like Percival was just visiting.

"Hello, Percival. Have you taken residence with Captain Chris?"

"None of your business," the Knight said, but with a smile and tone so sweet that Nash could hardly take offense. The dashing Knight looked mostly the same as during the war, but he had grown his brown hair longer.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to steal her from you," he quipped back. "Although you do look as young and beautiful as back then, Captain Chris."

The Silver Maiden had retained her youthful looks, thanks to the agelessness bestowed by the True Water Rune.

"I could say the same for you! But if I look very closely, I might guess that you've grown a couple of years older," she said to Nash.

"Well, it's been a couple of years."

"More than six years, really," she corrected.

Edge grunted impatiently and rolled his eyes.

"Any word from Hugo?" asked Nash.

"He's due to arrive sometime during St. Loa's week. But since you're here, maybe you could tell us more about the vampire."

"Maybe tomorrow. If you don't mind, we're going to find an inn and have a good rest. Maybe that one by the sea."

"Alright. Let us talk more tomorrow, then. If you go to that inn, tell them you're on my business, you might get a discount."

"Your business, not the council's?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. 'Till tomorrow. Have a good night, you two!" said Nash.

"You two, too!" called Percival back, as they turned toward the door.

"Damn," said Edge as they stepped ...