[I changed Rin’s hair
to white and Itami’s hair to red.]
"It seems you know quite a lot about me, not
surprising that considering who I am. Curious though, not many people
know about the airship crash."
“Well,” Sofia said as she slunk over closer to Rin
looking over her shoulder. “Don’t tell
anybody, but I am somewhat noblephile,” she said. “I make it a hobby to know things about the
nobles. I know that you are adopted
because your brother, Lord Aylen’s birth was difficult that your mother could
not have any more children. She wanted
to have more children and couldn’t.”
Rin had heard that there people like that, that made
it their business to now about the nobility.
That was not in the realm of impossibility. “That was simple. My mother
always wanted more children. How was the
Barony of Maarke formed?”
“Paul Taere want to find a place to set up his observatory. That was easy,” she said as she moved before
Rin and stared her in the eye. “Give me
a harder one,” Sofia gave her a hungry grin.
Rin tried to suppress her gulp.
“Alright. What was the name of the
first airship developed here in the Northern Marches?”
“Angel, named for the Baron Emeric danHanno of Kassingtonne’s wife. Another,” she said as she inched closer and
Rin felt Sofia’s hands on her knees. Her
hands felt hot, hotter than the water itself.
“What was the name of the King who halted the expansion to the
south at Harro’s Wall?” Rin whispered.
“Vancent, also known as the Cautious.” Rin could feel Sofia’s hands moving unseen
under the water slowly over the outside of her thighs.
Rin did nothing to stop her.
“The Order of the Crescent Sword.
Who was the first recipient?” she gulped slightly.
Sofia had to thing about this one for few seconds. “Captain Chloe Benson who married into the
Baron Davis danAven of Holdingford after the siege of siege of North Realm by
the Empire.” Her face was inches away
from Rin. “Last question,” she breathed.
Rin felt it hard to think, between the heat of the bath and
the heat of Sofia so achingly close. She
had not felt like this for any person except for her adopted brother. “Oleg Veklos had to leave the military. Why?”
“Because his parents were killed and he had to assume the
mantle of…” Sofia stopped her face from inching in for a kiss, “… Earl.” They stared at one another for a moment. Rin could tell that Sofia was tensing up in
the water and she extended her blade she had hidden in prosthetic.
Then it happened fast.
Sofia kissed her long and hard.
At first Rin was surprised, her mind actually shut down form
all its buzzing as she was swept up by the moment. Her hands came up and entwined themselves around
Sofia’s body and held her, the knife’s blade forgotten and still extended in
the back of her hand. Rin could feel the
muscles in Sofia’s form, hard and unyielding in some places, but soft and
pliable in others. The heat was
incredible, not heat of the bath but between the two women.
“That was cheating,” Sofia whispered after the kiss was
broken. “Veklos is a Tulathian family,
not Danaan.”
Rin smiled shyly. The
tall woman was quick on her feet and Rin wasn’t sure once again. “Well.
You know of the nobility quite well,” she said as she put her hands back
under the murky water, the knife blade slowly sliding back into her hand. “Tulathian and Danaan.”
“I think we may have to get out of the bath,” Sofia
said. “I think it is getting to hot in
here. You are all red.”
“I am not the only one…”
Slowly, they let each other go and Sofia pulled away and
stood. Water poured from her statuesque form,
her flesh red from the heat of the bath and each other, her blonde hair limp
form the heat of the water. “I hope that
I shall see you again.”
“Oh. I am sure we
shall meet each other again,” she gave the tall woman a meaningful glance.
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