A sight to crave

Margaret snapped out of her thought as she heard, Rea, ask with a defying tone: " Can I... please... go to the hot springs? It won't take long. My body feels heavy. I need a break.".

George getting annoyed by this constant chattering said: " Ask The lady of the house.". Margaret said:" But you had other lessons. You need to train your body but also your mind.". Rea begged over and over.

George exclaimed angrily:" I need this chatterbox off my back for the next two hours. Take a guard with you.". Margaret nodded and said: " Go. You have one hour. And Behave yourself.". She bowed down and left running.

After she left, a more serious vibe filled the room as Margaret said:" The emissary will be here soon. All has been prepared in your office. Should I be present?". George nodded:" You will listen to his thoughts discreetly. We must know what is happening on the death mages' side?".

Reagan went to her room and changed her dirty clothes for clean ones. She also packed her bathing suit. She always dressed as a man and kept a medium wavy hairstyle, something her grandmother objected to but never tried to stop. She then went down the stairs and sneaked out without a guard.

She grabbed one of the fiercest horses and took off smiling at the employees that were blushing and giggling. As she got closer to the forest, she could smell a carriage and three guards at the intersection that leads directly to the pond. She dismounted her horse and hide it with an invisibility spell. She broke the spell that surrounded the area with a curse spell and sneaked into the forest. Proud of herself, she giggled as she said:" That was too easy. If I asked, they would have told me to go, Checky bastards.". She finally got to the pond when suddenly she saw movements in the water.

She hid, but then she saw the most beautiful woman emerge from the water. She looked her age, but her body was a masterpiece of curves and lines. Her skin, unblemished and pure, glistened like moonlight dew, a sight so enticing that she felt something strange in her heart and in her trousers. As water caressed every precious strand of her blonde hair, it clung to her breasts like spun silk, making her rosy, perky nipples stand out even more... such a mesmerising sin. In the soft glow of the morning light, her eyes sparkled with otherworldly grace. Her purple eyes were a captivating sight, an invitation to explore every inch of her ....an endless night of passionate lovemaking.

Feeling herself losing her sense, she bravely approached the pond and sat next to the girl's clothes with a grin and then said:" That is rather imprudent.". The girl turned to face her with a defiant look, which only made Reagan more excited.

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