Fighting for love

In one kingdom lived Count Dane Heydian. He was a man who possessed all the qualities of a knight: noble, brave, loyal to the king and his code of honor. The only thing he lacked was a lady of his heart. Day after day, Count Heydian languished in his castle, trying to forget himself in feasts and hunting, but all was in vain. Many pretty girls served in Heydian's castle, but they were all from the common folk, so they could not be taken as wives. Of course, sometimes he allowed himself to fuck one or another maid, but this quickly bored the count, who was searching for that one and only to whom he would give his heart.

One day, King Mildor, who ruled the entire kingdom,

held a feast. All the feudal lords from every land came to it. The guests enjoyed roasted boars, venison, turkeys, wine, and other delicacies. Jesters, troubadours, and minstrels gave performances, entertaining the guests.

After the meal, everyone began to dance. Count Heydian stood aside and conversed with Marquis Reginald von Hist — one of his few friends.

— I heard your wife is due to give birth soon?" inquired Heydian.

— Very soon," answered von Hist. "I hope she bears a worthy heir to my estate and our glorious lineage.

— And if it's a girl?

— Then let her be the most beautiful lady in our kingdom.

— Well then, let's drink to the future!

— To the future!" said von Hist, and together with Heydian, he emptied his goblet of wine.

Suddenly, among the guests, Heydian noticed a certain young woman. She was in a luxurious light pink dress that hugged her moderately slender waist. Perfectly styled hair, face, gentle gaze, manners — this aroused Count Heydian's attention.

— And who is that beautiful lady over there?" Heydian asked von Hist.

— That is Lady Kestilia, the only daughter of Lord Melster. She is famed for her beauty and for keeping her vow of virginity until a man worthy of her is found at court. Have you fallen for her?

— Yes. I will be on my knees begging for her hand in marriage. But first, I will get to know her.

Alas, the count did not have time to do so, as the feast quickly ended, and Lady Kestilia was one of the first to leave the royal castle.

Two days later, in the morning, Dane Heydian was about to ride to Lord Melster's castle when a messenger galloped up to him — a young boy in light armor on a winded horse. He delivered a message to the count. The message said that Lady Kestilia had been kidnapped. It was presumed that barbarian tribes from the south had done it, and all feudal lords were ordered to appear before the king with their armies. Heydian sent the royal messenger back without saying a word. He was beside himself with rage and grief.

The next day, Marquis von Hist arrived at Heydian's, with whom he agreed to set out secretly, without the king's knowledge, to find Lady Kestilia.

— This is a violation of the king's decree," von Hist doubted. "Is it worth it for us to do this? Otherwise, we will have to answer for it with our heads.

— I have no choice," answered Heydian, sheathing his sword. "For her, I am ready to give my life. Just swear before God and your warrior's honor to stand with me on the field of battle.

— I swear to you, as my friend," von Hist said with confidence.

Mounting their horses, in full armor, the two knights set out on their campaign.

— We need to find out who kidnapped her," said Heydian. "I feel it couldn't have been barbarians.

— We need the Oracle Priestess," said von Hist. "She will give us an answer. Though, in return, she needs a golden amulet with a large emerald.

— And where do we get it?

— There is a legend that gold is held by the werewolves of the Misty Forest, where we are heading now.

The Misty Forest had something magical about it: eternal autumn reigned there. Dry, bare trees with sharp, crooked branches. A light mist lay low over the ground, carpeted with fallen leaves. Heydian and von Hist rode along a narrow path. Suddenly, the riders were stopped by a group of ten people in gray cloaks. They were led by an old man with one eye and a limp.

— What do you want from us?" asked Heydian.

— This is our forest," shouted the old man. "You must pay us gold for your audacity. Otherwise, you will pay with your lives.

— It seems to me you are not who you claim to be," said von Hist and showed the strange travelers his shield with a cross depicted on it. At this, they all fell to the ground at once and began to convulse wildly. They rose as werewolves — tall, hideous wolf-like creatures with black fur and yellow burning eyes. The knights dismounted and drew their swords. A swing — and the first werewolf fell, struck down by Heydian's sword.

Then the second, third, fourth… Von Hist managed to impale two monsters at once with his sword. Soon, only the leader of them remained alive. With a powerful swipe of its paw, it knocked the sword from Heydian's hand and pounced on him. Another moment, and the werewolf would have torn the count apart, staring at him with its single eye, but then the werewolf suddenly stopped, then clumsily crouched and fell to the ground. An arrow, shot by Reginald von Hist from a crossbow, was sticking out of it. Getting up from the ground, Heydian thanked his friend:

— Thank you. Rest assured, I will repay you somehow for saving me.

Taking the coveted golden amulet from the werewolf's neck, the knights continued on their way.

Approaching the lake where the Oracle Priestess lived, Reginald said to Dane:

— Yes, I almost forgot. Besides the amulet, the priestess may demand one more service — you will have to lie with her on the bed.

— What does she look like?

— She is an ancient old woman. She is 500 years old. To do it with her requires great courage.

— I don't care. All for Lady Kestilia.

A messenger appeared from behind a hill. He approached the knights.

— My lord Marquis! I have an urgent message for you," said the messenger, handing over a scroll.

The marquis unrolled the letter.

— My wife is giving birth. She wanted me to see our child.

— Well then, go. I'll go on alone.

— Are you sure you can manage? Who knows what awaits you on the path?

— Head back.

— Then farewell and good luck in battle," said von Hist and, spurring his horse, galloped away with the messenger.

— Who are you?" asked Heydian, somewhat bewildered.

— I am the Oracle Priestess.

— Aren't you five hundred years old?

— No. Only twenty. My grandmother was five hundred years old. She is already dead. My mother was supposed to be the next priestess, but she was killed by a certain madman who refused to accept his fate.

— If that's the case, then give me an answer to my question.

— Give me the amulet.

Heydian took out the amulet and handed it to the priestess.

— I see what you want to know. You are searching for the one you have come to love. She was kidnapped by a dragon.

— A dragon? But they haven't flown to us for several centuries, and they have no business with us anyway.

— This is an unusual dragon. It is a dark and evil beast — the dragon Kolan. He has risen and wants to seize all lands. The prophecy says that the dragon must copulate with the most beautiful virgin of the kingdom, penetrating her with all his hundred members. This will give him such power that nothing will stop him. Kill the dragon or the world is doomed.

— Where can I find it?

— The dragon's tower is in the Land of Scorching Rivers. I will show you the way.

— Thank you.

— Wait, knight. You have forgotten something," said the priestess and shed her transparent garments. Dane was struck by the beauty of her body: large breasts with succulent nipples, wide and enticing hips, smooth skin in the vaginal area. The count took his cock out of his armor and began to fuck the priestess. Sex with her was simply unforgettable and equal to the pleasure provided by a hundred whores. Heydian penetrated the priestess's vagina again and again, plunging his large penis all the way to his balls. Her blowjob was also unforgettable.

After sex, she sat on the ground, wiping semen from her face.

— I must be on my way. Thank you for the prophecy," Heydian said goodbye, mounting his horse.

— Good luck to you, noble knight!" said the priestess.

After three days of travel through swamps and steppes, Dane Heydian reached the Land of Scorching Rivers. Streams of lava flowed like rivers across the rocky, dry land. The sky was fiery-red. In the middle of this desert stood a tall black tower. The count was sure — Lady Kestilia was there.

The earth shook; Heydian almost fell from his horse. As if from underground, a dragon appeared. It was enormous, with black shiny scales, black wings, rows of long, sharp, smooth teeth, and eyes of different colors: one shone green and glared furiously at the knight, while the other was black and reflected malice and emptiness.

— You think to hinder me, pitiful human?" hissed the dragon. "I will destroy you, as I have always destroyed humans. No one will stop me from copulating with her. And then I, the black dragon Kolan, will rule forever!

— Someone, save me!" came the desperate cry of Lady Kestilia from the tower.

— I am coming!" shouted Heydian and, drawing his sword from its scabbard, charged on his horse as the dragon began to climb the tower. From the lower part of its belly, the dragon extracted many members: long and thick, like siege battering rams. It was about to climb the tower and do to Lady Kestilia what Heydian could not even imagine. But the dragon was distracted and descended to the ground, releasing a stream of fire. The count shielded himself, then slipped under the dragon's belly and hacked off all hundred of the dragon's members with his sword. Black, oily blood gushed from the wounds. The dragon roared in pain and fury. With a swipe of its tail, it almost crushed Heydian along with his horse. In an instant, Heydian found himself on the dragon's neck. The dragon thrashed its neck, trying to throw the knight off.

— You cannot win!" the dragon roared in despair.

— I have already won," the count said calmly and drove his sword into the dragon's weak spot — the thin scales between its head and neck.

Then something like an earthquake began. Dane Heydian lost consciousness, falling from the body of the dead dragon. When he came to, everything had changed. The Land of Scorching Rivers was no more, the great and terrible dragon Kolan had vanished, the sky was bright, a flower meadow stretched all around, and birds sang. Heydian's sword was in its scabbard, and next to him stood Lady Kestilia — alive and well.

— I am glad you saved me, my knight!" she exclaimed joyfully. "Who are you?

— I am Count Dane Heydian. I saw you back then, at the royal feast. I fell in love with you. Be my wife!

— I agree to be the beloved of my savior," Lady Kestilia said quietly and with a sense of calm.

Upon arriving at his castle, Count Heydian and Lady Kestilia entered the chambers. Passion seized them: the count first removed his armor, then his clothes. Lady Kestilia also undressed, revealing her beautiful, firm body with small but sexy tits and a nice ass. Heydian approached her and kissed her, then began to lick her vagina. Then he laid her on the bed and penetrated her mouth with his cock, which the lady began to suck, sinking into indescribable bliss…

Thus, after an hour of vigorous sex in all holes, Count Heydian came all over Lady Kestilia from head to toe, releasing the semen that had accumulated during the long journey.

At the castle, during a ceremonial reception, Lord Melster saw his daughter. He wept with happiness that his daughter was alive and blessed the marriage of Count Heydian and Lady Kestilia.

— For the bravery shown and for saving the kingdom and a noble lady, I grant you the throne. You have earned it. I am old and childless, and you have proven yourself a wise, brave, and honest man, worthy of the throne," said King Mildor.

— Thank you, Your Majesty," said Heydian. "But the highest reward for me is my beloved. And give the kingdom to Marquis von Hist. I am obliged to repay him for saving my life.

— Well, if that is your wish, then you, Marquis Reginald von Hist, are my successor to the throne of our kingdom!

How did it all end? Reginald von Hist became king and ruled wisely and worthily. And Dane Heydian received the position of chancellor and lived long and happily in marriage with his wife — Lady Kestilia.