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Obedience to a king	By : lovinghimonly Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 4832 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own LotR, The Hobbit, or any other Tolkien world. The story is meant only for entertainment purposes, not money. English is not my native tongue. Please excuse errors. Constructive criticism is most welcome.

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Baineth sat on her window sill and looked up into the night sky, enjoying the silver rays of the starlight, which touched the landscape, illuminating it beautifully. Soon the first light of dawn would dim the light of the stars, making them slowly vanish from the sky. She sighed deeply and lowered her gaze to the forest, which was dark and silent, the noises of the night animals had almost stopped, and would be soon replaced by the birds, chirping joyfully as they welcomed the arrival of each new day in the woodland realm. Baineth did not feel very glad about this new day. It was another day in the service to a king, which she had once feared. That was before her curiosity had made her overstep certain boundaries, which had eventually pulled her into a kind of servitude, which she had not known existed. A very confidential service for her king, who seemed to be insatiable. Beginning to fulfill his sexual desires made her break all the rules, and had eventually led to the union of their bodies. Now she was deeply entangled in the king´s web of pleasure and lust. She blamed her father for her situation, who had kept every ellon away from her, giving her no chance to come into contact with them, and getting to know them in a natural way. They had always been mysterious creatures to her, as she had known only her father closely. Her curiosity had grown to immeasurable proportions, and today she believed that the king had been aware of it, and that he had used her natural curiosity to his advantage. He had used her to find his sexual fulfillment. This thought made her feel sad and hollow. She did not understand his motives, but had begun to believe that he used her for his pleasure only. Her eyebrows furrowed and a hot tear escaped her eye. It rolled down her cheek to her jawline where it lingered, having reduced its size to a tiny droplet by drawing a thin watery line on her pale cheek, it was not heavy enough to detach itself from her smooth and cold skin. She wiped it away with her finger and let out a sigh. The situation seemed hopeless to her. Before she had begun her confidential service to the king, she had never thought about her future, nor about the consequences of her obedience. While she had satisfied him innocently with her hands and later with her mouth, she had thought it was an interesting and very exciting experience. But now she had begun to feel different about it, sleeping with him had brought a change, which became more an more prominent each time their bodies united. She did not understand what was happening to her, and that´s why she feared the change. It made her feel insecure. Baineth closed her eyes and leaned her head wearily against the windows frame, loosing herself to her thoughts. She enjoyed the pleasure which the king gave her, but his dominance and desire to rule over her, scared her at times. She still felt her aching pearl at every step she made, making her remember his sick deed. Baineth knew that her body wanted to be with him for the aim to find her release and pleasure, but she had felt panicked only hours ago, when she had returned to her chamber, and had become aware of the fact that her heart and fäe had begun to play a part in the king´s game. This realization terrified her the most, and she did not understand how it was possible, neither did she know how to stop it. Feeling utterly miserable she decided to bath and go to the healers ward early that morning, hoping she could find something to do, to distract her mind.
To her dismay she found herself very soon too busy, as a group of guards returned from their duty at the border, being severely injured. Baineth cared for them together with the other healers. She was now busy cleaning a nasty wound, caused by an orcs blade. The guards had encountered orcs near the border. While sneaking into the king´s forest, the foul creatures had attacked the guards which had been outnumbered. Fortunately none of them had been killed, but their injuries were deep and serious. The ellon winced and grabbed onto the bed sheet as she began to apply a dark yellow liquid on his wound, spreading it carefully. She recognized it immediately, it was the same liquid, which the king had used after he had taken her virginity. Baineth remembered the stinging pain in her inner sex vividly, and felt great compassion for the ellon, who lay sweaty and dirty in front of her, his eyes barely open, his breath shallow, sometimes barely noticeable. She touched his face before she cupped his cheek gently with her hand, speaking calming words to him, before she wiped away the sweat from his brow with her other hand. The ellon closed his eyes and visibly relaxed under her touch, making her smile down at him. Baineth was startled when a strong hand grabbed her wrist rudely "Keep your hand off him". The king´s voice was as terrifying as was his expression. He eyed her with great intensity, and his murderous gaze caused her shivers. Thranduil pushed her hand away in disgust, and raised his voice, making everyone in the healers ward hear him speak "Get a qualified healer to this ellon at once! And remove this elleth from my sight immediately! She is not qualified to serve here"! Baineth gaped at him in shock, and tears welled up in her eyes. The king stared down at her, madness in his eyes, his body visibly shaking with anger. She felt two gentle hands on her shoulders, and was lead away from the king, and out of the ward into the still dark hallway. Baineth turned around and saw her mother, which looked at her with great compassion "Please do not worry. The king seems to be in a very foul mood this morning. Many of his guards have been badly injured. Go now to your chamber, and I will visit you later. Then we will speak. Go now and rest". Úllothel gently stroked with the back of her hand over her daughter´s cheek, and Baineth closed her eyes. She enjoyed her mother´s affectionate touch, her body literally screamed for love and affection, something the king did not give her. She sighed deeply and turned around, walking back towards her chamber. Úllothel watched her daughter walk away, and shook her head. The king´s outburst had been unexpected and extremely rude. But she would not allow her mind to stray there too much. No one questioned the king and his deeds.
Thranduil watched as Úllothel cared for the ellon. He had been called by Galion in the early morning, who had informed him about the incident at the border. The king had immediately left his chamber, to check on the condition of his guards. When he had walked into the ward, he saw how Baineth had cleaned the ellon´s wound with care, applying a tincture on it afterwards. Seeing how she touched him, made his heart mad with jealously, which quickly spread throughout his body and mind, poisoning him within seconds.
When she had touched his face gently, wiping away the ellons sweat from his brow, he had remember how she had wiped his brow, after they had united last night. It had been the same touch, filled with care and affection. She should not touch anyone like that again. No one except him! How could he let her serve here? Being in contact with other ellons on a daily basis, and touching them...... this was unacceptable for him. His heart was tortured by jealousy and possessiveness, poisoned by greed for her. The king left the ward and returned to his chamber.
Baineth had cried a long time and lay now motionless on her bed, staring at the canopy above it. She felt nauseous, which had been caused by the king´s sudden rudeness. A knock on her door distracted her thoughts, and she turned her head and looked at the opening door. Galion stepped inside her chamber, his face concerned and sorrowful "The king demands your immediate presence". Baineth furrowed her brows and got up from her bed, following him, as he lead her towards the king´s chamber. Galion looked over his shoulder at the elleth and felt pity for her "I have heard that the king was not satisfied with your service this morning. Please do not worry, you are still young, and you will learn with time. But be careful that you will not raise his temper any further. That would be a foolish and dangerous deed". Baineth nodded and knocked on the king´s door. They opened and she walked into his chamber, seeing the king stand on his balcony, his back facing towards her. She walked up to him, and stopped when she was only a few meters away from him. Baineth waited quietly, while her eyes rested on his broad back. Her heart raced with fear, her hands were sweaty, and her breath fast and short. Thranduil felt her anxiety and heard her fast heartbeat clearly. He drained his goblet by taking a large gulp of wine, and turned around to her "How dare you to touch him"? His glance was furious, his face contorted with wrath. "Are you not heeding my warning"? Baineth eyes widened as she heard his words, and she answered him with a desperate voice. To her own understanding, she had done nothing wrong "He had been injured". The king leaned his head slightly to the side, and Baineth saw that his hands trembled in fury "You will not touch anyone else ever again! No one except me! He pointed his clenched fist towards his chest, making his point clear while taking an intimidating step closer to her. "Did I make myself clear"? Baineth nodded, but failed to understand him "My king, it was you who had sent me back to the healers ward to serve there. If I am there, working with the healers, I can not avoid to touch other ellons. This is my service. Please do not punish the ellon I was aiding this morning. It is not his fault". The king´s voice was filled with rage, his face was contorted from anger and almost ugly to behold, causing her to step back in fear "Your service is mine alone"! She felt desperate, not knowing what she should do "Then please give me another duty in your realm". Thranduil eyed her with fury, but pondered over her words. What else could she do, which would exclude the possibility of her coming into contact with other ellons? Nothing in fact. He mustered her and saw that she must have cried recently. As much as her behavior had angered him, his furious heart softened by the sight of her, standing frightened and desperate in front of him. He sighed and raised his hand, motioning her to come to him. Baineth stepped closer to him. His voice was very low now, and his face looked tired "Get down on you knees".
Thranduil stepped backwards, until he felt the railing of the balcony on his back, and she followed him obediently and knelt down in front of him. Baineth removed his belt and unfastened his leggings, before she freeing his shaft. Her questioning eyes met his, which were now calmer, but lust stirred deeply in them. He just nodded, not giving her any verbal command. Baineth cupped his limp shaft with her hands, and brought it up to her mouth, licking over its tip carefully. She ran her tongue along the side of his length a few times, and began to trail kisses down to its base and returned to its head by flicking her tongue on its underside. He felt her breath as she kisses her way down his shaft, to his balls, before her tongue ran over his sensitive vein, repeating it a few times, making his length hard and pulsing with need. He moved his hips forward and Baneth lips closed around his length, enveloping its head with her lips, taking him into the heat of her mouth, causing Thranduil to moan deeply. The king grabbed onto the railing and supported himself as she began to bob her head up and down his shaft, causing his knees to weaken with every move of hers. Her hot mouth and slick tongue worked expertly, and his breath quickened while his hips moved rhythmically. His body demanded to feel her entirely, but the king just stood there, enjoying the sensation which she gave him.
But his mind was troubled. Everything seemed as usual, but the king had noticed her hesitation and reluctance. It was almost impossible to notice, but she could not hide it from him. Something was not right. He watched her constantly, the sight of his length diving into her hot mouth, made him want to take her now, rough and hard but now was not the right time. His breath quickened and he placed his hands firmly on her head, pushing her lips over his shaft, while his hips pushed aggressively forward, filling her mouth to its limits. Thranduil reached his peak with a loud groan and kept his length inside of her until it began to soften. He pulled his shaft out of her mouth, and Baineth closed his leggings and adjusted his tunic, remaining where she was, right at his feet, on her knees, she awaited his next command. Thranduil´s mood was foul, she had served him, and obediently fulfilled his command, but this time it had not satisfied him. She had done the deed, but her mind had been elsewhere. This was the first time that something like this had happened. He was suspicious.
Thranduil looked down at her, his eyes filled with suspicion, anger lurking in its depths "What is on your mind? Is there something that you are withholding from me"? Baineth shrugged her shoulders while kneeling on the floor, her eyes fixed at the ground. The king placed two fingers under her chin, making her look up at him. His gaze intensified, while he searching her eyes, as if he was trying to see into the deepest parts of her fäe. He saw uncertainty and fear. His stern voice commanded her "Tell me what is it that disturbs your mind"! Baineth eyes mirrored fear "I don´t know". His eyes widened from intense anger, which flashed through his body and mind, hearing her speak a lie to him. His voice trembled from anger "You lie"! Within the blink of an eye he was down on his knees, his face level with hers, making his hot breath touch her face "Don´t you dare lie to me"! His brows furrowed and he eyed her with suspicion, his eyes digged holes into her soul, making her feel weak. His voice was low, vibrating with a dark threat when he spoke "Have you found a liking in an ellon"? Baineth swallowed hard, burning in his intense gaze. She tried to lower her head, but he took hold of her chin in a rather unkind manner, forcing her to look at him. "Answer me"! Baineth sighed, knowing that lying would get her nowhere "Yes".
Thranduil´s body stiffened, his muscles tensed, and his voice gave away his hot anger "Who is it"? Baineth could not move her head, being in his fierce grip, instead she turned her eyes away from him, before she closed them "It is you". Thranduil´s heart stopped momentarily, and his face relaxed for the fraction of a second, before his expression turned stern and his voice was cold and distant "That was to be expected". Baineth opened her eyes and looked at him "Wh...w..what"? His voice was now as smug as his face, looking at her, somewhat humiliating "That was to be expected". Baineth knit her brows "I don´t understand". Thranduil smirked at her "Little do you know of your own life, and about the ways of our people. You were inexperienced and untouched, you were not only innocent by your body, but by your mind too. Your father has kept you safe all those long years. But no more. He can not safe you from me". His eyes became filled with lust and he eyed her with desire. He stood up again, still keeping her chin in his firm grip. "When an ellon and elleth unite, it binds them together for eternity, a bond is formed between their fäes. What you feel is normal, but be assured, that those feelings are not reciprocated by me. Nor will they ever be". He smirked down at her, and she looked back at him in total shock, while tears welled up in her eyes, which looked up at him with desperation and anger. She took a deep breath, feeling utterly disgusted by him "If that is the case, I do not want to bond with you! And I will not serve you anymore in ...THIS way"! She pointed at his crotch, her voice was desperate and angered at the same time. To his surprise she freed her face from his grip, and ran over to his large doors, trying to open them in vain. Thranduil watched her with surprise, his eyes dark, but a small light flickering in them. A light which he would not be able to deny forever. Thranduil sighed and walked over to her. Baineth tried to open doors desperately, until his hot breath touched her ear while he spoke, making her body stiffen, stopping any of her movements out of fear.
"You can not get out of my chamber without my permission. And you can not get away from me. I have told you this before. There is no way that you will ever leave me. Not even death can separate us. I will come back to you, or follow you, if you should try to escape from me to Mando´s halls". Her body trembled and tears rolled down over her flushed face. He placed both hands on her hips, and pulled her body backwards against his. Baineth´s body trembled from fear and desperation. She had gotten herself into deep trouble, and there was no way she could think of, how she could escape. It was too late. Her thoughts ran wild, and the king grinned, being amused by the ideas which invaded her mind. Thranduil placed his chin upon her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her slender body, holding her close. He felt greatly entertained by the different escape ideas, which raced through her mind. He began to push his manhood into her backside and stimulated it by a slow grinding motion. Baineth lips parted and her excited breath escaped her mouth, when she felt his shaft harden. How could he hold such power over her body? She placed her palms flat against the doors and whimpered "This will only make it worse". Thranduil smirked, feeling greatly amusement by her words "Surely it does, but I will not refrain from uniting with you, only because you are afraid of the bond which this creates between us". He began to push his hips back and forth, exciting her by his every movement, while his nose rubbed against her ear, and his hot breath touched her cheek. When his shaft was hard and rigid, he turned her around and pinned her against the doors, slowly fumbling her dress up, baring her lower body. No words were spoken, but his eyes commanded her to remove his leggings. Her shaking fingers opened his belt buckle and she pushed his leggings as far down as possible in the position he kept her. Thranduil held her by her upper arms, watching her every move, feeling his lust increase by every touch of hers. Baineth began to pump his shaft with her hands, causing a hiss to escape his mouth. Thranduil smirked at her "This will not satisfy my hunger for you. Not now, nor at any time in the future". He let go of her arms and ripped her panties off, then he lifted her off the floor, and pushed his shaft between her thighs, making her entire body shake with excitement. Baineth yelped and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, when she was suddenly being pulled away from the doors, and carried through the chamber. The king placed her onto a soft fur, which was lying in front of his fire place, and pushed her down onto her knees. Thranduil slid the dress over her head, baring her body, before he commanded her to undress him.
Baineth hand´s trembled, as her body did, and her fingers worked unintentionally slow, unbuttoning his tunic. Thranduil watched her attentively, beginning to open the lowest buttons by himself in anticipation. She slid the tunic over his strong shoulders, letting her fingertips brush over his hot skin, causing him to arch an eyebrow at her. He knew what she was aiming for, but it was a useless endeavour. Baineth pushed him gently back, and removed his boots and leggings, before she sat back on her legs, watching him. Thranduil was ready for her, his shaft hard and rigid, he sat up and approached her, lust flaming in his ice blue eyes, making them look bright and almost afire. Baineth felt how the soft fur embraced the skin of her back, as he pushed her down on it. Her lips trembled and a small sigh escaped them when the king lowered his body onto hers, his hot skin covered hers like a blanket, causing her breath to shake with excitement. Thranduil almost smiled when he saw the fear in her eyes being replaced by the first signs of lust. A lust she felt for him, and him alone. A lust which he would increase, using it to make her dependent on him, making her want him alone. Baineth moaned and Thranduil felt her slender and firm belly press against his, as she attempted to arch her back off the floor. He moved his hips slowly, letting the tip of his pulsing shaft glide through her wet folds, lingering at her pearl, onto which he pressed slightly, causing her to moan out before he ran his shaft down her folds again, teasing her entrance. Baineth wrapped her arms around his torso, holding on to him, while her eyes made contact with his. Deep and dark lust shone in his eyes and she noticed that his lips seemed to tremble. Thranduil stroke his shaft through her folds again and again, while her words echoed through his lust twisted mind. It was him, whom she was bonding with, him...... He placed his hands above her head, making his fingertips touch each other at the crown of her head, and watched her face which began to contort slowly, lust spread over it, causing her to blush deeper, while on her forehead small pearls of sweat appeared which her body released in its need. He positioned his shaft at her entrance and penetrated her. Baineth body shook uncontrolled from excitement, while lust spread through her lower body, racing fast and untamed. Thranduil felt as if he was being consumed by lust, as her warmth and heat began to surround his almost painfully hard length. He let out a long and deep moan while his eyes closed automatically, pushing his shaft into her, he obeyed his body who wanted to feel her depth. Her inner heat and tightness caused his shaft to throb wildly, commanding his body to move to its will. He began to thrust into her deep and rhythmically, feeling her fingernails dig into his back, he became encouraged and began to circle his hips against her pelvis, making her groan out in pleasure. They stayed like this for as long as he could tolerate, his hard and thick length, pulsed with arousal. His eyes were closed, his neck arched back, and the veins on his strong neck were clearly visible, by his endeavor to maintain control over his body. But is body betrayed him, letting untamed lust pulsate through his groin area, forcing him to obey its command. The need for his release had grow to uncontrolled proportions, almost torturing his body and mind, and he pumped into her madly, pushing her body inch by inch over the fur with each of his powerful thrusts.
Baineth felt how his shaft filled her inner sex, at times hitting her limits, but she was too absorbed in the feeling. The lust which he had created within her earlier was too strong to make her feel the pain which he occasionally caused to her by his passionate thrusts. She felt his body and she recognized his fäe´s command to surrender to it, to let her fäe be controlled by his. Letting go of all of her sorrows and worries she finally gave in, and let herself be carried away by the king´s silent command. Thranduil was very well aware of her surrender and relished it deeply, pumping into her with even more greed. She was his, and if she wanted it or not, she would remain with him. He would always dominate her, and make her fulfill his every wish. Thranduil lifted his body slightly off of hers, resting on his lower arms and thrusts into her with urgency, feeling his own climax approach. His hot breath touched her sweaty face in short and ragged breaths. Baineth felt all her lust for him accumulate in her loins, his deep and fast thrusts shot deep lust filled waves into her inner sex, making her raise her hips up, to meet his thrusts hard. Thranduil moaned out in ecstasy, as her walls grabbed around his shaft with desire. He felt his scrotum tighten, and he climaxed with a loud groan. He lowered his chest onto her breasts, stopping their movement, and began to circle his hips against her pelvis once again. Thranduil released her orgasm fiercely, while his seed spilled into her. Baineth nails cut deeply into his flesh, her hands and body trembled as the unbound lust stormed through her entire being. Thranduil watched her face which was contorted in pleasure, enjoying the way she wiggled under him, trying to make him move within her. But he had stopped any movement, keeping her firmly in place. He had given her what she had deserved. More she would not get. When she finally gave up and lay motionless underneath him, he slid his soft length out of her, leaving her inner heat and wetness. He raised his body off of hers and got up, taking his clothes with him.
Baineth slowly began to return to reality and felt cold. Her sweaty body was no longer covered by his, and she noticed the cold and hard floor underneath her back. She opened her eyes in confusion, realizing that she was no longer laying on the fur, but on the bare and cold floor. Confused she turned her head to the side, and looked up at the king, who stood fully dressed not too far away, smirking down at her. He knew her mind "I am afraid I was a bit too hard with you today". He turned away and walked over to his desk, were he poured himself some wine. Baineth blinked her eyes and sat up. She had not noticed that he had pushed her off the fur with his thrusts. She stood up and picked up her dress from the floor. Her mother would surely be looking for her soon, and she did not want her to see her like this, sweaty and obviously carrying the king´s scent. Baineth liked his masculine scent, it was one thing what had attracted her to him. It was a mind clouding scent. She adjusted her dress and waited for his command, which came all too soon "Come to me". Baineth walked over to him. Thranduil turned to her and began to remove any visible sign of their activity, before he handed her the herbs. Baineth chewed them obediently while the king eyed her attentively. He tilted her chin up "I do not ever again want to see you with another ellon on the ward. Next time, the consequences will be severe". She nodded and drank the water, which he had handed to her. "Leave me now. Someone is looking for you".
She left his chamber quickly, wondering how he could know about that. Worry spread through her heart, fearing that her father was the one, who was searching for her. By now he must have heard about the incident in the ward this morning. To her relieve she met her mother near her chamber "I had a walk". Úllothel nodded in understanding "Please come with me". Baineth was let be her mother into one of the common gardens of the palace. Úllothel showed her a very rare plant, which they had discovered just recently near the farthest wall of the garden. She instructed Baineth on how to uproot them carefully, so that they could plant them into the healers garden. While Baineth was busily following her mothers instructions, another healer approached them, and requested Úllothel to follow him back to the healers ward. Baineth was left alone, but was glad about it. She had to think about what had happened today. In all her euphoria of sleeping with the king, she had forgotten his cold words. >>What you feel is normal, but know, that this feeling is not reciprocated by me. Nor will it ever be.
Thranduil stood on his balcony, and gazed into the distance, his expression angered and stiff. His body had taken control over him today, in its strong need for her. That was something what was utterly unacceptable for the king. He was the one in control. A dark anger raised within him, and his eyes darkened. He drank two large gulps of wine and sighed as he had begun to reflect on Baineth´s affection, which he had witnessed that night. Thranduil remembered how Baineth had wiped off the sweat from his brow. Her touch had been loving and caring, stirring something deeply inside of him. And he had liked it. Even if he would not admit it openly. He should have suspected by then that she was bonding with him, that her fäe had begun to connect to his. But instead he had seen it as weakness of hers, a typical gesture of a sentimental elleth, displaying her weakness. He had been wrong. Thranduil had tried to ignore it last night, but this afternoon she had voiced out the state of her heart. He looked into his goblet, swirling the wine around, and reflected on their love making. All this tenderness, affection, all those weaknesses were nothing for him. He did not approve of them. But those qualities were present within Baineth, waiting to be accepted by someone, ready to be released in all their beauty and color. Thranduil had noticed that she had begun to bring out a different side in him, which resembled exactly those weaknesses which he hated. It would be only a matter of time until she would long for affection from his side. Maybe she did already? But would he give it to her? Thranduil´s body tensed and he furrowed his brows and walked back into his chamber, placing the goblet onto his desk he approached the secret door with large strides. Something was going on, and it concerned her.
Baineth had placed the fifth plant carefully into the basket which her mother had given to her, and began to dig up the next one, when a voice startled her "This is no suitable work for a beautiful elleth like yourself". The deep and soft voice reminded her of the king´s. But she knew it was not him, who had spoken to her thus. She got up and looked at a young ellon, who eyed her with interest, his face kind and friendly. Baineth smiled at him "I do any service which is given to me, and I do not distinguish between them". The ellon took a step closer to her, making the distance between them be no less than his armlength. "I have been in the healers ward this morning and have listened to the king´s outburst. It was my brother who you were healing. I am very sorry for the mistreatment which you had to experience". Baineth shook her head "Do not feel sorry for me, I believe that we get what we deserve". The ellon knit his eyebrows and took another step towards her, standing directly in front of her, he cupped her cheek with one hand "This is not what you deserve". His loving touch and kind words made her head spin. Baineth wanted to take a step backwards, but her deep longing for affection and tenderness overpowered her will, causing her to stand still. A need the king did not fulfill. It clouded her judgement, making her forget everything around her, she lost herself in the moment. Baineth stood silently, her body awaiting his next move. The ellon looked into her eyes and saw a deep loneliness, which flooded them. He wanted to embrace her, and hold her close, giving her the comfort which she deserved. He leaned in to kiss her forehead, when he suddenly heard loud steps from behind approaching them.
Thranduil had no problem to find her whereabouts, being guided to her by his fäe, he entered the garden, and spotted them standing only inches apart, the ellons large hand covered her cheek, making it not possible for him to see which expression her face held. But she did not move away from the ellons touch, and Thranduil sensed her feelings. The desire for tenderness had been unleashed within her, and demanded its fulfillment. His feet began to move towards them without his command, carrying him swiftly to the intruder, who had dared to approach and touch his possession. His servant. His elleth.
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