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**Chapter 11**

Kipps mind snapped to consciousness as his hand instinctively reached under the mound of furs for his dagger. The leather-wrapped handle and cold steel in his hand gave him a sense of security and reassurance. His eyes opened up as he quickly scanned the room and remembered he was in Eli’s cabin. *Fucking Undertow. I don’t know if I’ll ever sleep soundly after that place.* He sat up, looking in the direction of the sound that had awoken him. Princess Elsie was naked, her back to him as she retrieved a metal goblet from the floor. *Blessed be the heavens, she is so damned gorgeous it almost hurts to look at her.* Blonde hair done up in a messy braid cascaded halfway down her back. Her skin was so soft to the touch, and her petite frame made her look delicate. Her curves felt amazing under his hands last night, and her round ass pressed against him was a sight to behold. *She’s perfect. Everything about her is perfect.* He smiled, soaking in her beauty from across the room as he threw his feet off the side of the bed. He wanted to hold her again like he had after they had made love the night before. He wanted to feel her warmth. He wanted to breathe her in and just be with her.

His hand brushed her arm as she prepared some tea, “Good morning.”

Elsie brushed him off, shoving his hand away with her elbow, saying nothing.

Kipp reached out, placing a hand reassuringly on her shoulder, “Hey, is something wro…”

Elsie spun on him in the blink of an eye, slapping him hard in the chest, “DON’T… TOUCH ME!”

Kipp pulled his hand back as if he’d been bit. Her expression, even her eyes flared with an anger he’d never seen in her before.

“Wha…” his mind raced through the events of the previous night, trying to understand what he did wrong, “What’s wrong? Was I too rough last night?”

She brought the goblet to her lips and sipped the still-steaming contents, “No.”

Kipp felt a lump in his throat forming. He didn’t know if she was angry or just disappointed with him.

“I don’t…” he shook his head, wracking his brain for anything she could be upset about, “Do… Do you regret what happened last night?”

For the briefest of moments, her expression softened with a look of pity, her eyes looking almost apologetic.

“Not at all,” she replied as she sat on the end of the bed.

He sat next to her, staring into the flickering fire of the hearth and wondered even harder. Shaking his head, he came up with nothing.

“Princess, I don’t…”

She held her hand up, interrupting him, “Please, Kipp, stop calling me that. My name is Elsie, and I am no Princess anymore. My uncle saw to that.”

“Is that what is bothering you? The grief of your father’s death?”

“No, I… I’ve grieved my father already. I loved him, but it is hard to grieve someone who you barely saw,” she shook her head, “You know, it’s amazing how you can live in the same castle as someone and barely see them.”

“Then what did I do wrong? What made you so upset with me this morning?! I mean, I know I took your virginity last night, but I thought you were enjoying it. Hell, did you see the size of the puddle you left on the floor after I let you down from the wall?”

The hint of a smirk betrayed her defiance as she looked away. Kipp could see her cheeks flush with pink as she blushed.

“Last night was nothing less than amazing, Kipp,” she looked down at the goblet in her hands, “The way you held me, the things you whispered into my ear, even the thing you did with your nails on the back of my neck drove me wild. Oh, and the way you filled me… stretching me apart and filling every inch of me, was nothing short of intoxicating. I couldn’t stop having orgasms because you were hitting every spot just right. I have no reason to be mad at you because you made my first time better than I could have ever imagined. But yet, I am still disappointed.”

“Disappointed?” Kipp’s head reared back as if he’d been slapped, “About what?”

Elsie’s eyes finally looked up and met his, “Nothing. It’s nothing, don’t worry about it. I am being selfish and silly.”

“Nuh-uh, I know better than to accept that answer.” he hadn’t been with many women, but he knew all too well what *that* meant, “Tell me. Please? I wanted last night to be amazing and perfect for you, but if it wasn’t, please let me know so I can correct myself next time.”

Her cheeks flushed with an even darker red than before as she opened her mouth to speak.

“Prin..” he caught himself, “Elsie… you can tell me whatever you need to tell me. I’ve heard a lot of things. Trust me, you aren’t going to surprise me.”

Elsie’s shoulders rose and fell as she took a deep breath in and then out, “I am disappointed because you didn’t finish inside of me last night.”

Her statement caught Kipp off guard. It wasn’t something he had never heard of, but it wasn’t what he was expecting her to say.

“Seriously?”

“Y-y-yes?” she sounded embarrassed to even admit it, “I psyched myself up to the point where I was looking forward to the feeling of it. I heard my handmaids speak of it before, and it sounds like a wonderful experience. Then in the tavern, when you and I were first intimate, and you finished on my stomach and my pussy, the warmth and thickness of it felt great. I wanted to experience that inside of me.”

“But why? You could get pregnant, Prin… Elsie.”

She stood up the goblet of tea in her lap crashing to the floor as she paced in front of him, hand on one hip as her other arm waived in the air.

“GOOD!” She shouted, “I hope I do! I have no title, no station, no rank anymore. If I return to the castle my Uncle will have me killed. He usurped my throne, Kipp. I have no army, no money, and no means to take back what is rightfully mine! I finally have an idea of what it feels like to live as a peasant woman.”

“Elsie…”

“Please, Kipp, let me finish,” she paused for a moment before she climbed onto his lap, “But I am grateful for what I do have. I have a man who I am growing more in love with every day. A man who has gone through hell to save me on more than one occasion. You’re my hero, Kipp. All I want to do is take your seed inside of me, and give you sons that will make you proud. At least as the mother of your children, I will be something to somebody. If all I do with the rest of my life is bear your children and love you until we are old and dead, I am okay with that.”

“Or daughters,” Kipp muttered under his breath.

“What was that?”

He cleared his throat and looked her squarely in the eyes, “Or daughters. Boys or girls, I will be completely happy with either.”

Elsie’s eyes lit up as her smile finally appeared.

“But not right now,” he retorted.

And… her smile was gone.

“I love you, Elsie. I really do. I’ve never felt like this for anyone before, and I can’t even tell you what it is about you that has made me fall for you so hard. I would love nothing more to disappear into the countryside and grow old with you, but there is just too much going on right now to even consider starting a family. Your Uncle is hunting us. He wants both of us dead. HELL! He’s already tried to kill me once! Eli will be here in the next day or two to update us on what is going on. I cannot, in good conscience, give you my seed until things have died down.”

“But…” Elsie objected softly.

“No,” he tightened his lips sternly, “I love you, but I have to consider your safety first, and I’ve already failed at that. Consider the weight on my shoulders if I have to worry about you and the baby. Besides, do you have any idea how fucking hot it was last night to see your face painted with my cum?”

That earned a small laugh from her, “Oh yeah?”

“OH YEAH,” he insisted, “You’re not the first woman I’ve cum on their face, but something about you on your knees last night with my seed all over your face made me weak in the knees.”

She reached between her thighs, guiding his stiffening cock to her opening as she bit on her bottom lip, “I could be convinced to let you do it again.”

He groaned in pleasure as his hands grasped the softness of her round ass as he felt her take him inside. Her soft moan as she took him deeper made his cock twitch with excitement as he felt her squeeze every inch of him. She hugged his neck, slowly raising up and down his length, her soft, breathy moans filling his ears like a lustful symphony. His fingers pressed into the soft, supple cheeks of her ass as she took her time with every thrust. Her lips pressed against his neck, sucking, nibbling as she rode him. She could feel his fingernails pressing into her skin as every muscle in his body was tense, his breath heavy and rough. Every time she slipped him back inside, he would moan with pleasure in her ear, and it sent ripples of excitement and euphoria down her spine.

“Or you could change your mind and finish inside of me,” she teased.

Kipp could barely speak as she thrust him inside of her again, “I… fuck… I could… Damn, that feels so good… I could be…Oh, fuck… convinced… especially… if you… keep riding me… Fuuuuuck, Elsie… if you keep riding me like this.”

Kipps’ vision blurred as her breasts brushed his cheeks. He couldn’t take his eyes off her as she stared down at him with a playful yet naughty smile. His mind was telling him it was a bad idea to finish inside of her, but his cock was screaming at him not to pull out as she squeezed and hit just the right spots with every thrust. *Would it really be that bad if I gave her my seed? She is clearly wanting it, but is it worth the trouble? Fuck, I need to think fast. I’m not gonna last much longer if she keeps this up.*

Elsie giggled with satisfaction as she sped up, “You’re about to cum aren’t you?”

He bit his bottom lip to distract himself, “No…”

“Bullshit,” she laughed out loud, “I might be naive and inexperienced, but I’ve been with you long enough to realize when your eyebrows knit together like that, you’re focusing on trying not to cum. Kipp, it is okay. You can finish inside of me! I want this! I need it even!”

“Elsie, it’s not that simple…”

“IT IS, KIPP!” she yelled, “It really is. I love you, but you are overthinking this. Finish inside of me, we disappear somewhere away from here, I give you sons, and we live happily ever after!”

His hand trembled as the pressure in his groin started to become too much to bear, “I… just…Okay, I’ll finish…”

A muffled noise outside caught his attention.

“Stop, Elsie!”

“No! I’ll stop once you’ve finished…” she was cut short as he rolled her onto her back, covering her mouth with one hand and holding a finger to his lips with the other.

*What the hell, Kipp! Why do you have to be so analytical about this? All you had to do was…* Then she heard the noise too. *Horses. Several horses…*

In a flurry of movement, Kipp slid out of her, grabbing a set of furs, and a dagger. He thrust them into her arms and looked around.

“Quickly, out the back. Hide in the woods until I tell you the coast is clear. Do not, I repeat, do not come out of hiding unless you hear my voice! Now go, Princess!” his voice was soft, but insistent.

“I told you not to…”

“GO, YOU DAMNED STUBBORN BEAUTIFUL WOMAN!” he snapped.

**Chapter 12**

A quick glance through the crack of the shutters revealed half a dozen dark, hooded figures riding hard up the game trail leading to the cabin. Swords bounced off the horses’ flanks as they rested in the leather scabbards while the figures drew ever closer to the cabin. *Have the degenerates of Undertow finally managed to track me down? Maybe they tracked me to Jagotville, found Eli, and tortured her until she gave up my location? No, Eli would sooner die than give me up. Unless her husband made a deal she couldn’t refuse…*

He retrieved the longsword from where it rested, leaning against the bed. The scabbard flew onto the bed as he unleashed the long, sharp blade and steeled his nerves. Taking position next to the door, he waited, his heart pounding in his chest as he slowed his breathing, ready to strike as soon as someone walked through the door. Seconds turned into an eternity as he waited. The sound of hooves stopped as he listened to the muffled voices, unable to make out any words or even determine if they were male or female. His grip tightened around the leather-wrapped handle of the longsword as a footstep, then another, and another, thumped on the small deck of the wood cabin. His eyes watched as the door latch turned, the door hinges creaking softly as the door slowly opened, and finally, he saw a leather boot step inside.

*NOW!*

With every ounce of his strength and every bit of experience he could muster, he swung the longsword as the figure stepped through the door. If only he had been a little bit faster…

Metal bit into the wood of the door frame as the figure ducked, rolling away from the swing that would have otherwise taken their head clean off. Before Kipp could even comprehend what had just happened, he felt the cold kiss of a steel blade pressed against the side of his neck. The next thing he knew, he was looking into a dark hazel set of elven eyes.

“Dammit, Eli! I could have killed you!” he said with a sigh of relief.

Eli smirked as she eyed him with amusement, “Not in this lifetime, Kipp. Not even on your best day.”

Kipp rolled his eyes. He knew it was true. And she knew he knew it. As she sheathed her blade back into its scabbard, Kipp suddenly realized he was still completely naked.

“Well, well,” Eli looked him up and down, “I can certainly see what the Princess likes about you.”

“Would you stop?” he protested.

Eli paused, sniffing the air, “Oh, my apologies. I do believe my arrival could have been a bit better timed. It would appear I interrupted something.”

“And just what do you think you interrupted?”

Eli grabbed his cock, “Don’t play coy with me. You’re horrible at it. I can still smell her on you.”

Eli released his cock, licking her fingers.

“Besides, your member is still soaked with the juices of her lust. And quite sweet tasting, I must say,” Eli eyed him amusingly. “I thought you said nothing happened between you two?”

Kipp slipped into his pants, “And nothing really had happened worth mentioning until last night.”

“What happened last night?”

“She gave me her maidenhead. She said she loved me, and it seemed like a suitable reward for rescuing her twice.”

Eli burst into laughter, “Bullshit. With that little ol’ thing? There’s no way you broke her maidenhead with that little pecker!”

Kipp’s eyes narrowed at Eli as he balled up his fists.

“I’m kidding!” she laughed, “It’s a very nice cock, Kipp. But come on, you don’t expect me to believe you claimed the Princess’s virginity last night, do you?”

Kipp rolled his eyes as he reached for his tunic, “Believe what you want, Eli. I couldn’t give a damn if you believe me or not.”

Eli’s head tilted to the side for a moment as she studied him, “I’ll be damned. You’re serious.”

“As an arrow to the heart.”

“Yet, why do I sense feelings of regret?” Eli’s head tilted to the other side, “‘Tis not every day a man of your station gets to claim the maidenhead of a Princess who freely gives it to you. Is it her inexperience? Because I don’t mind giving her some pointers.”

“No, it’s not that. I love the Princess. Don’t ask me why, but she makes me feel like no other woman has ever made me feel, and I cannot free myself of these feelings,” Kipp flopped onto the end of the bed and stared off into the distance, “Last night was nothing short of amazing and glorious to finally lay with her, and it will be a moment that I cherish for the rest of my life.”

“So what’s the issue?”

“She…” he cleared his throat as he tried to discover the words, “She wants me to give her my seed. She wants to disappear with me somewhere and put this life behind her, bear me many sons, and grow old with me.”

“Then do it. Give her your seed, Kipp. Unless you don’t want children.”

“I do! I do! Especially with her!” he rubbed his face with his hands roughly, “It’s just that I have my hands full protecting her right now. I’m not sure if I can protect her and a baby at the same time.”

“You can, and you will, Kipp,” Eli sat beside him, “She clearly loves you very much to have given you her maidenhead. But consider things from her perspective as well. What if something were to happen to you? This world is unforgiving and cruel to people like us. Something could happen to you, but if you allow her to bear your children, she will always have a piece of you with her.”

Kipp turned his head slowly to look Eli in the eyes, “I… I never thought of it like that.”

“I know,” Eli chuckled, “Because you’re a man and someone who over analyzes everything. Besides, you won’t be protecting her by yourself anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s go find the Princess, and I will explain everything once we are all together,” Eli rose to her feet and looked around, “I’m guessing you told her to run out the back as we approached?”

“Uhh,” he hated how good Eli was at what she did, “Maybe…”

“Come on then,” she motioned for him to move towards the back door, “Tell her she is good to come out of hiding now. Nothing to worry about here.”

Kipp slipped his boots on and headed out the back door ahead of Eli. Looking around, he saw where her footsteps led off into the woods, but there was no trace of her after that. *That’s good, Elsie. Very good.* Eli followed him out, scanning the thick woods in front of them as well.

“Okay, where did you hide her?”

“I didn’t, she hid her…” a flutter of movement in the woods caught his attention as the blur of an arrow narrowly missed his shoulder.

As he turned, he found Eli pinned to the side of the cabin by an arrow shot through her hood.

“What the…” Eli’s eyes were wide with surprise as the naked form of the Princess emerged from behind some bushes.

“One move and the next one goes in your eye!” Elsie yelled as she approached, bow drawn, arrow poised to keep her true to her word, “Kipp, are you okay?”

“I’m fine, I’m fine!” he looked at Eli, then back at Elsie, “Where did you learn to shoot like that?”

“I trained for years in the castle,” the hint of a smirk formed in the corner of Elsie’s mouth, “Best shot in the court for the past five years.”

Eli burst into another bout of laughter as she began to clap her hands, “Impressive, Princess! Very impressive! You’re the third person to ever get the jump on me like that! Unlike you, though, the first two never got a chance to tell anyone about it.”

“I SAID DON’T MOVE!” Elsie screamed.

“Elsie…” Kipp reached out and touched her arm, “It’s okay. Eli is a friend. She is the one that snuck me into the auction to get you out. This is her cabin.”

Elsie flushed red with embarrassment as she lowered the bow, “Oh my goodness, I am so sorry.”

Eli pulled the arrow out of her hood, tossing it onto the ground as she looked squarely at Kipp, “So you two are on a first-name basis now?”

“Well, I… umm…” Kipp looked to Elsie for guidance.

“It’s fine!” Eli slapped his shoulder playfully, “My, my, Kipp. I knew she was pretty, but you didn’t tell me how much of a cutie she was with her clothes off. Those pretty eyes, that round face, beautiful golden blond hair, smooth skin, breasts that are perfect little handfuls, and the curves of her petite frame are just to die for. I’m jealous, and I’m not normally into other women, but with my husband dead and this goddess of a woman standing before me, I might have to reconsider. Tell ya what, Princess, if you ever get bored of Kipp, you let me know.”

“ELI!” Kipp objected.

“What?” she shrugged, “What can I say? I got a little taste of her off your cock earlier, and now I can see every inch of her is just as sweet.”

Elsie’s head snapped in Kipp’s direction, “SHE DID WHAT?!”

Kipp raised his hands up defensively, “Wait! It’s not what you think!”

“Oh, Princess. I did have a blade to his neck, so don’t be so hard on him,” Eli tapped her chin with a finger, “On second thought, do be hard on him. Then I can have you all to myself.”

“ELI! DAMMIT!” Kipp shouted as Elsie gave him a scornful glare, “Wait, wait. Did you just say your husband is dead?!”

“I did,” she looked back and forth between the Princess and Kipp and let out a sigh, “Fine, as much fun as this has been, I suppose we should head inside and attend to business. Come now, Princess, there is much to tell you about, and you have a rebellion to lead.”

Elsie stopped dead in her tracks, “What do you mean I have a rebellion to lead?”

**Chapter 13**

“So, once they realized you were gone, the Duke accused my husband of stealing you away somehow. No trial, no evidence; the Duke just drew his sword and beheaded my husband on the spot. It was at that point that chaos ensued.”

“Eli…” Elsie’s eyes welled with tears, “I’m so sorry. If I had known…”

“No, Princess. This is not your fault,” Kipp watched Eli stare into the fire of the hearth, the flames dancing across her eyes, “If anyone is to blame, it is the Duke. I loved my husband. He gave me a life I never thought I would have, at least for a little while. Then, despite my opinions, he started to invest in brothels. It didn’t take long before I caught him, as he called it, ‘sampling the merchandise”. I tried to accept it, and even joined him a few times. It was fun at first, but then he stopped touching me all together. It was then I knew that what love I had for him was no longer reciprocated. While his death was tragic and untimely, it freed me from a loveless marriage.”

Elsie grabbed Eli’s hand and squeezed, “I can’t even imagine what that must have felt like. What did you do to… you know… satisfy your needs after he stopped touching you?”

Eli looked back at the five men setting up camp in front of the cabin, “Oh, my husband had his favorites, and so did I. These are my men, and they will follow me anywhere.”

“Oh?” Elsie seemed a bit shocked by the response, “Which one is your favorite?”

Eli’s face curled into a smile, “All of them.”

“Wait, you sleep with all five of them?” Elsie’s voice was thick with surprise.

“At the same time, too,” Eli beamed with a smile, “Princess, you don’t know what you’re missing. Having one man in your pussy, one man in your ass, one in each hand, and one in your mouth? It is a rush like you’ve never experienced before. Especially when they climax. There is nothing like the feeling of having your pussy and ass flooded with the hot seed of a sweaty man pumping in and out of you. It does the trick for me every time.”

“I wouldn’t know,” Elsie looked at Kipp with an accusing glare, “But aren’t you worried you will get pregnant?”

Kipp opened his mouth to speak, but Eli held up a hand to stop him, “Princess, I am no mere merchant’s widow. I was once a part of an esteemed assassin’s guild from Undertow. My husband was one of my marks. I observed him, and fell in love with him. That’s how we met. However, part of the process of becoming an assassin involved me giving up the parts of me that allowed me to bear children. I think that is part of what caused the separation between my husband and me. Would I like to have children? Yes. But it is physically impossible, and I accepted that fact a long time ago. So, no, I am not worried about getting pregnant. That said, a little birdie told me you want to get pregnant. Is that true?”

Elsie looked at Kipp longingly, “Yes, very much so.”

“Why?” Eli asked as she poked the fire.

“Because I love Kipp. Because he’s saved me twice now, and he’s my hero. Because I’ve got nothing to my name and the best I can hope to give him in return is to bear his children and grow old with him.”

Eli nodded her head, “Have you considered things from his perspective?”

“What do you mean?”

“You two love each other, and that is easy to see. But consider what he has been through to save you already. Consider the danger he has put himself in for your well-being. Consider everything that could have gone wrong. Consider the heartache he must have felt, not knowing if you were dead or alive. Now add the burden of pregnancy on top of all that. He now has to protect you and your baby. That’s not fair to him, now, is it?”

“No…” Elsie’s voice was soft and defeated.

“Especially when you’re about to lead a rebellion against your uncle and retake the kingdom that is rightfully yours,” Eli’s expression was quizzical as she examined the Princess’s body language.

“What if I don’t want to?” she squeezed Kipp’s hand as she stared into his eyes, “What if I just want to run away with Kipp and disappear? What if I have come to terms with living the rest of my life as a peasant and loving Kipp for the rest of our lives together?”

“Then that is your choice, Princess,” Eli stood up, tossed another log onto the fire, and danced her fingers through the licking flames, “But know this before you make that decision. As long as you live, you will never stop being hunted. As long as you pose a threat to your Uncle’s throne, he will never let you live happily ever after. That pretty little life you have pictured in your head, the one with the little garden and a plot of farmland as your children run around laughing while Kipp holds you tightly… that will never come true. Ever. Your family and you will live in fear for the rest of your lives, running from would-be assassins and hired thugs. You can run, but they will find you, every time. Now tell me, is that the kind of life you want for your family?”

Kipp felt a drop of wetness land on the back of his hand as Elsie held it in her lap. He looked over to see tears rolling down her cheeks.

“No, it’s not,” she sniffled, wiping the tears off her cheek.

“Or, you can be the woman I saw earlier when you thought Kipp was in danger. You can be the leader Agregor needs, taking the throne back and avenging your father’s murder,” Eli knelt in front of Elsie, positioning herself at eye level, “I can sense your anger. I know there is a fire in you, I saw it earlier out back! You’ve been raised to think that women are weak and incapable of achievement, but I am here to tell you we are not. Ask Kipp about my reputation back in Undertow. You are not weak. You have what it takes to lead a rebellion against your Uncle and claim your throne, Princess. But until you believe in yourself as I believe in you, no one will follow you.”

Princess Elsie looked away, her expression torn between sorrow, frustration, and anger.

“Only by taking your kingdom back will you and your family with Kipp be safe. But you have to show me that anger, that fire you showed me earlier, Princess.”

Kipp could hear Elsie grinding her teeth together as she struggled with her emotions.

“Come on, Princess. Let it out. I can see the anger on your face. Show me you’re the woman I believe you to be,” Elsie insisted further.

Eli watched as the Princess’s nostrils flared.

“Princess… let it out…”

Eli gently placed her hand on Elsie’s knee.

“Let… It…”

Elsie jumped to her feet and screamed loud enough it hurt Kipp to listen to it. Her whole body shook with rage and fury and was a side of Elsie he’d not seen until now.

“GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! YES, I AM ANGRY! MY FATHER WASN’T THE GREATEST FATHER, BUT HE WAS A GOOD KING WHO DESERVED AN HONORABLE DEATH! I AM AM MAD AT MY UNCLE FOR SELLING ME TO UNDERTOW! I AM MAD AT HIM FOR TRYING TO SELL ME TO A BROTHEL! I WISH I WAS A CLERIC WHO COULD BRING MY UNCLE BACK TO LIFE BECAUSE I CAN’T DECIDE IF I WANT TO FLAY HIM ALIVE OR HAVE HIM DRAWN AND QUARTERED, OR DRAGGED BEHIND A CART, OR THROWN OFF THE HIGHEST TOWER OF THE CASTLE! I WANT HIM TO PAY FOR WHAT HE’S DONE! I WANT TO HEAR HIM BEG FOR HIS LIFE BEFORE I DRIVE A SWORD THROUGH HIS HEART!!”

The Princess stood toe-to-toe with Eli, her breath rapid and deep as her fists shook at her side. Moments passed as Kipp and Eli watched Elsie come to terms with feelings she had been suppressing since her father’s murder. In a fit of rage, Elsie grabbed Kipp’s dagger from the bed and screamed as she drove it repeatedly into the wood of the wall just beside the hearth. Finally spent and out of breath, the dagger dropped from her hands as she flopped onto the bed and started to sob. Kipp sat beside her, wrapping his arms around her tightly as she cried into his neck. Minutes passed before Elsie finally regained composure.

“Aye, that will do,” Eli nodded, “That’s the anger I needed to see from you. That’s the anger that is going to carry you to victory.”

“How?” Elsie sniffled, “I have no army, no weapons to arm an army with, and no money to purchase weapons for an army. How am I going to start a rebellion, Eli? How? How am I supposed to create something from nothing?”

“Oh, you sweet, ignorant girl,” Eli shook her head, “It’s already started. There are at least two dozen men in Jagotville alone ready to fight for you. When word gets out that you’re fighting for your crown, there is no telling how many more will join your cause.”

“That still doesn’t solve the issue of arming them and feeding them,” Elsie snapped back.

“It does if you know about a shipment of weapons and coin belonging to your Uncle that is set to leave Jagotville tomorrow night,” Eli’s smirk turned sinister, “Being a merchant’s wife has its benefits, you know.”

Elsie’s eyes went wide with surprise, “Okay… uh… so what do you need me to do?”

“You? Nothing,” Eli motioned towards the five men gathered around a campfire outside, “My men are going to look after you while Kipp and I go intercept the shipment.”

“We are?” Kipp spoke up.

“We are,” Eli sat back into her chair in front of the hearth, “The Princess is going to be fighting for your future too, Kipp. You bet your ass we are.”

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