They went to the city only after reminding the elf that they could be looked for. The young man reluctantly dressed, and, unable to restrain himself, kissed the woman.
— Stupid boy, stop it, otherwise we will linger here for a long time, — she slightly pushed him away, putting his hair in order.
— I would like that, — he dreamily stretched out, but reluctantly went to the exit.
**
In the city, they immediately ran into Istmund, who with anger weighed out Ciryon. Entangled in his own legs, the young man fell to the ground and the woman heard his quiet laugh.
— In dungeon, quickly! Let them sit there and realize that you can’t just run off like that! How did you find him? — Istmund turned to the elf when he was convinced that the boy had been dragged off.
The woman stared for a long time after the young man and the soldier who was dragging him and said detachedly:
— I found him.
He kissed her fingers, slowly, as if in front of them they had all eternity. The woman clung to him, sitting comfortably on the young man’s lap. He really turned out to be a virgin, but he sought to please her without thinking about himself. And
she was pleased with his awkward embraces, timid kisses, hot and heavy
breathing near the ear, from which the short hair on the back of her
head stood on end.— With such pressure, you could get any woman, — said the elf. — Why do you need me? I am much older than you, we have different fates… and I have no eye.
— I’m not interested in other women, — he replied, still kissing female fingers. — I’m nineteen, I’m too young, it’s true, but not always will be. And as for the eye… what’s the difference to me, my lady? I already fell in love with you.
— Don’t say that, — she inhaled his scent. — You could not fall in love with me so quickly.
He shook his head.— Think as you like.
And again threw her on the bench.
He kissed her fingers, slowly, as if in front of them they had all eternity. The woman clung to him, sitting comfortably on the young man’s lap. He really turned out to be a virgin, but he sought to please her without thinking about himself. And
she was pleased with his awkward embraces, timid kisses, hot and heavy
breathing near the ear, from which the short hair on the back of her
head stood on end.— With such pressure, you could get any woman, — said the elf. — Why do you need me? I am much older than you, we have different fates… and I have no eye.
— I’m not interested in other women, — he replied, still kissing female fingers. — I’m nineteen, I’m too young, it’s true, but not always will be. And as for the eye… what’s the difference to me, my lady? I already fell in love with you.
— Don’t say that, — she inhaled his scent. — You could not fall in love with me so quickly.
He shook his head.— Think as you like.
And again threw her on the bench.
— What nonsense are you talking about, boy!
— a woman irritably pushed him away from her and turned away, breathing heavily. — You only know me for a few hours and have no idea who I am! And I do not know who you are! I don’t even mention that you are too young, and I’m almost three thousand years old! And my fate — to sail to the West, and you stay here!
— But the truth is that the elves are arrogant, — he drawled, and suddenly embraced her.
— What are you doing? — she tried to escape. — Let me go!
— Lady, — he whispered in her ear. —
I have never dealt with women, I was not interested in girls, and I was
constantly engaged only in my research and training with daggers. But I saw you and as if I lost my mind, even if my madness lasts only a few hours. What should I do, madam?He pressed his lips to her neck and threw the woman into a fever. The head has begun to spin and it has shaken. The young man pressed her closer to him, still kissing.
— Stop it, — she whispered, not trying to break free now. — It is not right.
— I know, — he groaned. — I know.
— What nonsense are you talking about, boy!
— a woman irritably pushed him away from her and turned away, breathing heavily. — You only know me for a few hours and have no idea who I am! And I do not know who you are! I don’t even mention that you are too young, and I’m almost three thousand years old! And my fate — to sail to the West, and you stay here!
— But the truth is that the elves are arrogant, — he drawled, and suddenly embraced her.
— What are you doing? — she tried to escape. — Let me go!
— Lady, — he whispered in her ear. —
I have never dealt with women, I was not interested in girls, and I was
constantly engaged only in my research and training with daggers. But I saw you and as if I lost my mind, even if my madness lasts only a few hours. What should I do, madam?He pressed his lips to her neck and threw the woman into a fever. The head has begun to spin and it has shaken. The young man pressed her closer to him, still kissing.
— Stop it, — she whispered, not trying to break free now. — It is not right.
— I know, — he groaned. — I know.
The woman turned to him and asked:
— Do you like it? What do you mean, young man?He was embarrassed.
— Like … like a man to a woman.
— We barely know each other, — she answered coldly and walked a few steps away from him. Ciryon stepped toward her and grabbed the archer by the arms. His fingers were just as hot as they were then, and a woman was seized with weakness.
— Excuse me, madam! I know what stupidity said, but I seem to fall in love with you immediately when I saw…
The woman turned to him and asked:
— Do you like it? What do you mean, young man?He was embarrassed.
— Like … like a man to a woman.
— We barely know each other, — she answered coldly and walked a few steps away from him. Ciryon stepped toward her and grabbed the archer by the arms. His fingers were just as hot as they were then, and a woman was seized with weakness.
— Excuse me, madam! I know what stupidity said, but I seem to fall in love with you immediately when I saw…
They slipped out of the city gates and the young man led her to a small hidden cave nearby. He removed the branches closing the entrance and dived into the darkness. The woman followed him.
A small space was littered with books, various flasks and potted plants.
— Mother was always unhappy that I was experimenting in the basement, she was afraid that I would burn the whole house. Then
I mix the powders, like what I threw in those orcs — magnetic shavings,
dry earth and something else… And then — some poisons with which you
can lubricate daggers. Basically — everything from insects and plants that grow and live in this area.— You have serious research here, — the woman said in shock.
— I try, madam. They want to make me a swordsman, but this is not at all mine…
He stood behind her.
—
They don’t love me too much in the city, also because I don’t look like
locals, let alone with my hobbies … Madam, would you like someone
like me?
They slipped out of the city gates and the young man led her to a small hidden cave nearby. He removed the branches closing the entrance and dived into the darkness. The woman followed him.
A small space was littered with books, various flasks and potted plants.
— Mother was always unhappy that I was experimenting in the basement, she was afraid that I would burn the whole house. Then
I mix the powders, like what I threw in those orcs — magnetic shavings,
dry earth and something else… And then — some poisons with which you
can lubricate daggers. Basically — everything from insects and plants that grow and live in this area.— You have serious research here, — the woman said in shock.
— I try, madam. They want to make me a swordsman, but this is not at all mine…
He stood behind her.
—
They don’t love me too much in the city, also because I don’t look like
locals, let alone with my hobbies … Madam, would you like someone
like me?
She watched him for a while. The young man sadly polished swords, constantly interrupting to more important classes — to look at the flying bird; snarl at the soldiers passing by and teasing him; carefully observe how the ant drags a straw…
— Not the most fun activity, right?
The young man flinched and raised dark eyes to her. He smiled absently and with a sigh began to polish his sword again. The elf stared at his fingers in fascination, twisting a blade of grass in her hand. After some time, he angrily threw the sword back into the stand and asked the woman:
— Madame, would you like to show you my lab?































































