The Lusty Kharajyr Maid, Part 2

[Publius 4098]

As you meander about one of the many large cities of Vailor, your gaze happens upon a piece of colourful trash. Upon inspection, it turns out it is the highest quality of trash; a seedy novella, sporting a provocatively dressed Kharajyr barmaid and a mild, yet revolting sexual innuendo for a title. Should you keep it, it reads as follows…

 

 

Note from the author:

Following many years of writing, I have written many essays, thesis’, speeches and the like, all to appeal to the politically active and conscious people of the realm. In doing this, I have found little time for creative writing, and have failed to produce works that would be more attractive to the bored and the lazy. With this in mind, and desperate for money, I have decided to write another book.

 

It has still been years since I have found any true work, but I toil on. To think, that I used to run the capital of Oren as Lord Steward, the country's diplomacy as Archchancellor, write out the legal documents as her Privy Seal...

 

Without further ado, “The Lusty Kharajyr Maid”.

 

THE LUSTY KHARAJYR MAID, PART 2: IMPALED BY A LANCEFIELD

Written by P. Brock Hauss

 

It was a gorgeous day just a stone’s throw away from the Grand Palace of Skravia, a place with absolutely no trouble, strife, or unemployment. Oren had found itself on the receiving end of a beating from the Vanderguan Empire, leaving many disenfranchised nobles to flee to the serene Kingdom of Skravia, including the tall and dashing Oscar Lancefield. It was in his poor spirits, moping about the impossibly beautiful sights of Skravia that he looked eyes with the most beautiful sights; a lucky Kharajyr maid, Khat En’Heet. He stiffened up as a broad smile began to stretch across his face, his noble charm coming back at this moment’s notice...

 

“Hey.” He would say suddenly, flashing a look that was the epitome of suave and slick, “What are you doing out here?”

 

Khat En’Heet looked to the handsome noble lad, blushing intensely! “I am His Majesty’s favourite maid!” She would bumble in her attempt to reveal a peach from her basket, her hands slightly sticky from the day’s work. Oscar would continue his smiling before finally looking away with a playful shrug.

 

“Say, I like the look of your peaches, mind if I had one?” He would say tapping into his Savoyard heritage, the blood of his father, Drake Lancefield, making his smirk truly a Savoyard spectacle not seen since the Duke’s War..

 

“I don’t know…” She would say, bumbling again in nervousness as the young noble approached her. “King Rocco might be mad if a man tried handling his peaches!”

 

Oscar hum a happy tune, casually carrying on afterwards, “Nonsense, I’ll be gentle; you’ll hardly believe that anyone handled your sweet peaches!” His comment would slam her hard as she little out a yelp, reaching into the basket at the same time Oscar did!

 

“I’m sorry, but I’m interested in something other than holding your hand miss....” He would say, his smirk growing into the largest, most coy of smiles!

 

“I’m sorry!” She would say, giving all her peaches up to Oscar Lancefield, “I mean, I don’t know, I’m just so nervous when handsome men try getting my Skravian sweets…”

 

“I’m Oscar Lancefield.” He would say, looking into her eyes with a newfound intensity. “Perhaps I can lend you some sugar in return?”

 

“I’m Khat En’Heet.” She would say, stepping closer. “How about you give me some of that sugar right now big boy?” She would say, looking up to him with a smirk.

 

“If you insist...” He would say, reaching for her peaches.

 

Unbeknownst to either of them though, King ‘Hard’ Rocco watched on from afar, gripping the pole Khat En’Heet had polished not so long ago. He plotted his revenge, calling on his most trusted of bad boy vassals, Gawain Briarwood...

 

To be continued...

 

Spoiler

A coupon for the first book from all Skravian book stores can be found at the back of the book! With it being so cheap, you find it hard to resist giving it a shot, especially after all the reading you just went through...

 

 

[big narstie 1701]

King Rocco the Rock watches from afar, seething through his gritted teeth as he plots his next victim after Dibley the Danger.

[EdgyMagey 787]

i don't know what this is but it's my favourite thing now

[thaddeus11 75]

Dorin nods his head in approval. However, he can't help but think he'd heard the name somewhere else.

[mmat 7460]

"What the flying ****." says oscar

[Jonificus 2763]

Grand Mayor Karl relieves himself of his pants before sitting down to have a good night's read.

[Bvie 1754]

Lily blinks as she reads about her long lost friend Oscar that stopped responding to her letters.

[_Sug 2809]

"A proper read!" a young man would say "Part two definitely met the level as the one before." 

[Slothtastic 761]

Joor would simply look at the picture, before realizing that someone he knew wore that...

[iris1612 1780]

Khan sighs at the tragic fetishization of his culture...

[luv 3469]

Kypris'dionne sits in her dwelling, reading over the literary artwork with a glint in her eyes and a smile drawn widely across her face. "This is simply wonderful! I must subscribe to this masterpiece."

 

Persephone would pass by the piece while browsing the Dragur library, her brow furrowing as she'd sigh. "You've got to be kidding me."

[Banard 116]

"Furry" grunts bryce

 

[sneLf 314]

"...Im done..." *Lucus takes his flint and steel and burns his copy

[Kim 1328]

Adelaide busts out laughing after reading over the parchment which has now been spread far and wide....

"Oscar, the ****?"

[tea with Gwyn 218]

A young, pubescent Drake finds this work of mastery, his face flushing a deep red as he stows it away for later.