Retrothewise

  Tymon, Bihse, and the trolls were busy preparing for the festival. Bihse was in charge of food as she excitedly butchered a frost boar. Tymon was in charge of decorations as he instructed the trolls to hang different things. The people who remained cautiously watched from the windows. The homeless children, on the other hand, were happy enough to help as they rode on the shoulders of different trolls. The eldest among them watched Bihse intently. Communication was difficult, with Tymon the only one capable of understanding all parties, but the trolls managed by pointing and letting out small grunts. Bihse was happy to teach the child how to skin as she handed her the knife and guided her slowly while letting out small grunts.

  “This kid is a natural! What’s your name?” The child stared at her with a confused face as all she heard were grunts. Tymon transted it to her as she shook her head.

  “You don’t have a name? Then I will call you Fey.”

  Bihse’s mana covered the girl as a distinctive gray mark appeared on her hair. Her body did not change much, but she looked brighter. Tymon was concerned about the outcome because she was still a child, but that was unwarranted.

  “I am Fey!”

  “Yes, you are. I will make you into a fearsome warrior!”

  “Fey the warrior!”

  It seemed that Fey was now able to understand her as the two started to dance in a circle as she giggled. Tymon now wanted to test something as he picked up one of the children and gave him a name. Unlike Fey, he had a small red mark on his cheek simir to a tear. He too was now able to understand the trolls. That confirmed his theory as he decided to name the rest. Tymon was still very distant from children as he couldn’t help but see a glimpse of his daughter and the life he could have had with his wife.

  As night fell, everything was ready. The trolls could be seen slowly gathering; some came with their families as the small trolls ran around pying with the homeless children. Some humans joined, but they were extremely cautious. They were mostly attracted to the food. The mothers held their children close as they slowly moved as a group and remained on the edge of the party.

  It was then Adeline gracefully appeared, hovering over them as the trolls bowed in front of her. The humans received a cold gaze as they followed suit.

  “I welcome you all to this festival. Let us celebrate the birth of a new kingdom, the birth of Arbegon. We had to make a lot of sacrifices to reach here—friends, family, and people we cared for lost their lives fighting for the forest, for our future.” Adeline’s beautiful voice echoed, bewitching everyone as they looked up in awe. Her skin glowed under the moonlight; the humans could not help but admire her beauty, which surpassed most living things.

  “As for the people, know that we did not do this out of ill will but as a way to protect ourselves and our way of life. Just like you, we also wish to live and enjoy what it has to offer. I hope we can all live peacefully, and let this festival mark the beginning of that also.” Adeline gracefully nded as the others joined behind her. Azazel started a spell as small explosions lit the sky, mimicking fireworks.

  “Let’s start the party! I brought some fancy booze!” Bihse screamed as she pulled along Tymon and Adeline, with Azazel also joining but from a distance. The trolls started to sing and dance in a circle as the humans were pulled into the circle. At first, they were stiff, but after a few drinks, everyone started to have fun. The human and troll children started to run around without a care as they occasionally stopped for food. Fey was on Bihse’s shoulder as she pulled Adeline closer for a dance.

  “Adeline, I adopted this human child; her name is Fey.”

  “Bihse, why do you perform things spontaneously? Do you even know what you’re doing?”

  “Who cares about logic when you can live in the moment? Am I right, Fey?”

  “Yes, Mommy is right,” Fey answered with a giggle.

  “Speaking of the moment, looks who is here.” Adeline turned Bihse towards Tymon, who was quietly sipping his drink. Bihse handed Fey to Adeline as she made her way towards him. The two watched Bihse as she slowly walked away.

  “You not feeling the festival?”

  “I am just not a people person.”

  “Can I be your person tonight?”

  Bihse’s hulking body slowly cornered Tymon as she looked down on him. Tymon could smell the familiar smell of alcohol from her breath but also a sweet scent.

  “You’re not of sound mind, Bihse.”

  “You finally called me by my name. I am of sound mind. Do you know what I hate the most?”

  “Not being able to fight?”

  Tymon answered as they both locked eyes. They both felt each other’s breaths as they both started to slightly pant. Tymon was not stupid; he always noticed Bihse’s advancements, but he did not clear up anything and let it be. In truth, he enjoyed the warmth, but he was still stuck in the past.

  “Close enough. I hate it when I can’t do the things I want to do. I can see your suffering, and I wish that I could help you but you are not letting me in.”

  “These are my burdens, and they are not yours to take away.” Tymon slightly pushed her away, but Bihse forced herself onto him once more.

  “Then why do you look at me like that?” Bihse started to caress his hair, then her rough hands held his cheek and slightly lifted his chin. Bihse’s beauty glowed in his eyes as he saw more than a comrade and warrior but a strong pilr to lean on.

  “I still don’t understand what this love is, but all I know is that I want you more than anything in my life.” Bihse spoke in a low voice as her confession rang deep in his mind. He closed his eyes as he stopped fighting back. He let go of his drink as the red wine spilled all over the floor. For the first time in a long time, his mind was empty. Bihse slowly wrapped her hands around him and pulled him closer.

  “Just for tonight, I will let you in.” They both leaned in as they shared a passionate kiss which slowly got more intense. Tymon pulled her closer as he reached around her hair and pulled her away. They both gasped for air as the two shared a quiet gaze. Bihse’s eyes were full of uncontrolble lust as she huffed. Tymon scanned the area behind her really quickly as everyone was busy having a good time. Azazel suddenly stumbled from the side while carrying an entire barrel full of beer. He slightly lowered it as the three looked at each other.

  “I promised my wife that I wouldn’t get drunk, so I won’t tell if you won’t tell.” Azazel let out a small burp, then drunkenly passed them and disappeared towards the direction of the Merchant Guild. The two started to ugh as Bihse suddenly carried Tymon.

  “Let’s take this back to my room.” The two disappeared towards the castle as everyone spent the rest of the night celebrating. Adeline, who was still carrying Fey, watched from high above. She felt oddly proud about how things unfolded and thought it was a success. Maybe it will be possible for everyone to live peacefully.

  Bihse and Tymon quickly made their way to the castle, ignoring the gazes from the maids, as they finally made it to her room. She aggressively closed the door, then smmed Tymon against the wall as she started to kiss him. Tymon did not fight it as he was effortlessly lifted; he could not get enough of her taste. He reached down to her leather pants as he grasped her soft but firm rear. Bihse let out a small giggle as she pnted kisses on his neck.

  “You are finally taking control.”

  Tymon aggressively pushed Bihse as the two looked at each other for a moment. He then grabbed her leather pants and ripped them, revealing her firm thighs. Lust overtook his mind as he moved to her shirt and then pushed her to the bed. Bihse’s naked body was fully revealed under the moonlight; she quietly y there with a gentle smile. Tymon moved closer while removing his shirt and pants. Bihse opened her arms as the two shared a passionate kiss. Bihse traced her hand around his back as she felt distinctive scars and his firm muscles.

  Bihse turned him over as she started to gently kiss the scars on his chest, slowly going lower. She then mounted him as she let out a lustful gasp, then unconsciously started to move as they both felt more pleasure. Tymon fully embraced her as he sucked on her breast and held her body, which was surprisingly soft.

  “All I want is you, Tymon. Is this the love Adeline talks about?”

  Bihse talked in between gasps as she held him tightly to her chest. Tymon id Bihse on her back as he guided his rock-hard member into Bihse’s tight opening. He instantly felt her wet insides as it slowly swallowed him. He started to move as he gained more pace. Their bodies smmed into each other, creating a squelching sound which was overtaken by Bihse’s moans.

  “I never asked, but what was so attractive about me for you to feel this way?” Tymon started to caress her breast as she looked away, hiding her embarrassment, but her moans betrayed her.

  “I decided to put my duties as chieftain and protector at the fore front that is until I saw you. From the moment I id my eyes on you I felt a connection like no other, over time it only deepened.”

  “I have done a lot of wrongs in my life, these burdens are my punishment.”

  “It is our present actions that define us not our past. It is time you let go of those burdens and start to walk once again, with all of us.”

  Tymon leaned in for a kiss as he started to move once again, this time more fiercely. Bihse wrapped her legs around him. Mana started to swell deep inside their bodies. With a final loud moan and grunt, they both reached climax as mana burst out of their bodies. Their mana swirled around the room as it fused. Tymon had fully given himself to Bihse as he colpsed on top of her. Bihse nded a sweet kiss on his lips as she turned him over and pointed to the ceiling. Blue and violent mana could be seen swirling in a circle as it slowly fused together; it was nothing short of beautiful. Tymon suddenly let out a grunt as he felt a sinking feeling which slowly turned warm. Bihse started to ugh as she pced her head on his chest.

  “We are now united; my heart beats for you, as yours for mine.” Tymon still didn’t understand this unity she was talking about, but he did not want to sully the mood. He slowly started to caress her hair as he looked down on her; she oddly felt like the most beautiful thing in the world. That night, he finally let go of his wife’s memory as he chose to move forward.

  “You want to go again?” Tymon spoke as Bihse raised her head with a devious smile on her face. Her hand slowly moved down her chest to his member, which was now erect. The two continued their night filled with pleasure, creating a memory they wouldn’t forget.