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The Mistress of Deaththis story is part of the FanClub (fm:sci-fi/fantasy, 2156 words)

Author: I'mWishingAway
Added: Jun 11 2004Views / Reads: 2756 / 2230 [81%]Story vote: 8.00 (4 votes)
This fantasy story focuses on the sexual awakening of a fierce young female general. The first part details her capture by enemy forces.
 


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The heat in the tent was oppressive. The sounds of tens of thousands of men and horses outside its darken recesses floated amongst the military leaders within the generals' tent. Their gaze was on the map in front of them. The map detailed quite clearly the landscape of the country and the placement of Billerton troops as reported by the Westland scouts.

"What say you, General Clayton?" The Lord William Claiborne Hackett, cousin to the Crown Prince of Westland, asked. The Crown Prince was a trivial, greedy little man. The more audacious knights beneath him claimed he had "Napoleon Disorder". His shortness left him with feelings of inadequacy which he fulfilled by trying to over power the smaller kingdoms around his own. Responsibility for this fell upon Lord Hackett, leader of Westland's formidable military and his closest commanders -- including the Captain Rania Clayton.

She had started from the bottom rung in Lord Hackett's militia. The call of the blade had always been one that Rania was unable to resist. The money and camaraderie drew her into the lifestyle. While most female soldiers lasted only a short period of time in a military setting before having their bodies falter and weaken on them due to the pace, Rania thrived in the environment and was rewarded in rank for her skills. Any natural resistance that men might have to a female leading them into battle was tempered when the men saw Rania in battle. She moved with purpose, she moved with passion, and she moved with grace. ...

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