Blurb: From the quirkiness of her daughter to the equine escapades of Bezhyanya (her sworn bedmate) and Grayt (her serving woman), Arrinay, ruler of Kalaydan, is faced with many concerns throughout her day which she handles with grace, poise and dignity. Will she be able to meet the challenges to come?
In the City of Kalaydan, Arrinay and Bezhyanya, the senior members of the ruling family, are faced with the early maturation of their daughter, Gayadnae. She must start the training. It’s Kalaydan law. Their daughter has other ideas. After concocting a plan to avoid responsibility and almost succeeding in carrying it out, Gayadnae’s life takes an unexpected turn. Grayt, the ever-present serving woman to Arrinay, fills many roles and has her fingers in a number of pies. There’s definitely more to her than is apparent on the surface.In the city of Kalaydan, Arrinay and Bezhyanya, the senior members of the ruling family, are faced with the early maturation of their daughter, Gayadnae. She must start the training. It’s Kalaydan law. Their daughter has other ideas. After concocting a plan to avoid responsibility and almost succeeding in carrying it out, Gayadnae’s life takes an unexpected turn. Grayt, the ever-present serving woman to Arrinay, fills many roles and has her fingers in a number of pies. There’s definitely more to her than is apparent on the surface. Along with coordinating activities in the Main House, keeping the young mistress in line, and talking to horses, Grayt has a more secret agenda with a graver responsibilities.
A hint of trouble on the horizon and other darker activities weave their way through the backdrop of this delightful tale which takes place in the city of Kalaydan.
Excerpt: Upon entering her room, Gayadnae flounced on her bed once the curtain had closed behind her. She screamed into the mattress and kicked her legs and arms. Finally, spent, she rolled over and looked up at the ceiling.
Me? In a robe? Not on this side of the coldest reaches, ever!
Slowly she sat upright and rose to her feet.
I’ll show them. If I can get to the Warriors’ Guild and pledge my services, I’ll have immunity from anything they want me to do.
Walking over to the alcove where her clothing was stored, she searched for her battle leathers then yanked the gray leather clothing from the shelf and tossed them on the bed. She stepped gingerly across the floor, avoiding the stuff strewn about to get to her bathroom and start the water flow in the tub.
I’m going to have to remind Grayt, again, to give my room a going over.
She sprinkled sayoodsy flakes into the stream of hot water. The flakes bubbled and flowed with the water around the bottom of the tub. She dropped her clothes on the floor and stepped into the still-filling tub.
Not all of the warrior women have the training. The ones that do, don’t stopcock. That’s part of what makes the guild function well in a community of males and females who have no attachments and who are very physical people. Share and share alike. I’m sure I’d have more fun anyway.
She leaned back on the tub and sighed, content with her plan. As the sound of flowing water soothed her mind, she planned her escape. When she was satisfied she could pull it off, she reached for the container she kept tucked behind all the other jars of scented flakes. The tub was almost full when she sprinkled a small handful of pawpi flakes under the stream of water.
Just enough to make the evening bearable.
As with each previous time she’d sought an essence dream over the last few mooncycles, she saw him. He was tall and sylphlike with long, silver-white dreads. His eyes flashed blue and silver fire. He had a koq any equine stud would envy. It stood upright and the head rose above his belly button. He was well-muscled on a graceful frame and sparkled like crushed glass in the silver moonlight. He turned as if to leave and started to walk away, then turned again. His firm, taut buttocks flexed as he turned and walked toward her instead.
“Come with me,” he said as he smiled.
His voice was like the rarely-chill wind which blew across Kalaydan to herald an oncoming storm. His smile showed sharp, needle-like teeth.
“Do you fear me, my other half?” He asked.
She nodded then shook her head, then nodded again. Hesitating at first, she stepped forward gingerly.
“Who are you?” She asked with a trembling voice.
He stepped forward then retreated quickly as he looked over his shoulder. Suddenly, he was right before her.
“Remember me. You must complete me.”
He took her in his arms and kissed her with lips that were neither cold nor hot yet they aroused in her a longing. She felt his body press against hers. His pelvis pressed its throbbing member against her belly. When he stepped back, she was breathless. She longed to feel more of his touch but he stepped away from her and turned. As he walked away from her he faded into nothing, leaving a question on her lips.
She came out of her trance when she heard Grayt’s voice in the distance.
“Mistress Gayadnae? Can I help you prepare?”
“Uh, no Grayt. I’m fine.”
About the Author:
Grinelda Markowitz writes erotic fiction across multiple genres. She resides in a galaxy far, far away with a trusty pen, a never-ending supply of paper and a fertile imagination. The Moon-Kissed Chi, her first e-published book in the genre of erotic fiction, is available on Amazon and Smashwords.
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