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6.51 – The Barons Daughter

    6.51 – The Baron''s Daughter


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">ina''s stomach had been squirming all day.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Longer than that. Ever since that incident back at </font></font><em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The Kraken''s Hearth.</font></font></em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"> But it had grown much worse since joining Natalie for the celebration. Being in her presence was intoxicating. Frankly, ina was surprised by just how </font></font><em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">much</font></font></em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"> she was taken in by the other girl. She hadn''t ever been this interested in someone before, much less a woman.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She''d been fascinated by Natalie since the start, since their introduction, really, but her stomach hadn''t started squirming until that mishap where she''d caught a peek of something she shouldn''t have. Some switch in her brain had toggled on when she had overheard those </font></font><em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">things</font></font></em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"> happening inside Natalie''s room. And when Natalie had answered the door in just a towel.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The sight of that had seared itself onto her brain. It was scandalous how often she''d been thinking about it. Had she imagined how big it was? Or had it been a trick of the light or fabric? Somehow, she didn''t think so.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Whatever the case, based on the sounds she''d heard, Natalie had been thoroughly entertaining her guest regardless of size. To think something like </font></font><em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">that</font></font></em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"> was hiding beneath Natalie''s skirt … she tried to shake her head clear, but it didn''t work, like usual.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She hoped she hadn''t been caught stealing nces at Natalie''s skirt throughout the evening. Natalie didn''t </font></font><em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">seem</font></font></em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"> to have noticed, at least. ina thanks the heavens she had been raised to beposed and discreet, else she wouldn''t have stood a chance.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The park they detoured to was mostly empty. Most people out and about at this hour were at the celebration. There were a handful of people scattered throughout the greenery, but not many, far fewer than usual. Compared to the bustle at the celebration, it was practically a private space. Which had been the goal.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">On ina''s prompting, Natalie continued to regale her with stories from the dungeon runs she''d been on. And while those weren''t the </font></font><em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">real</font></font></em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"> topics of her interest, she was nevertheless enraptured. Both by the content, the dangerous fights and exciting escapades she got up to beneath the surface, but also simply by Natalie. Watching her speak with such passion, it wasn''t surprising that she had ended up at T.</font></font>


    With how much she found herself hanging on Natalie''s words, ina wondered whether this infatuation was something more than lust. Certainly, she found herself absorbed in Natalie in a way she hadn''t been in a long time, if ever. s, even if it was more than Natalie''s pretty looks and … interesting secret … reeling her in, ina wasn''t so irresponsible as to let her interest take hold too solidly. She had duties at Tarenhelm, and Natalie had T. A rtionship between them would bepletely untenable. No, if anything were to happen, it would be a brief fling.


    And time for even that was running out.


    ina chewed her lip, mulling over her strategy.


    "What is it?" Natalie asked suddenly—or what felt sudden to her.


    "Hm?" ina asked.


    The red-headed girl seem amused. "There''s something you want to ask. You drifted off."


    ina''s cheeks colored. Had she? She realized she had; the end of Natalie''s story had passed right by her.


    "Well," ina said. "I suppose there is something."


    "Go ahead."


    "I''ve been wondering about T life. There''s so many … stories I''ve heard."


    "Oh?"


    "You know, not just sses andpetitions," ina said. She stalled briefly before continuing. "But also … rtionships between students?"


    Natalie''s eyebrows went up.


    A coloring turned into a full blush. "It <em>is </em>an academy crammed full of fit, adventure-seeking men and women. That kind of environment, all sorts of things would be happening, no? Everyone''s heard the rumors."


    By Natalie''s grin, she''d picked up what ina was hinting at. Unfortunately, she apparently liked seeing her squirm, because she yed dumb. "Lady Crestwood, I don''t have a single idea what you''re talking about."


    "Don''t call me that," ina huffed. "And yes, you do know what I''m asking."


    "Nope. I''m afraid you''ll need to spell it out."


    "Is it true the students there are … <em>liberal</em>, with their physical activities?"


    "Mandated training hours every morning," Natalie confirmed in an over-serious tone. "How else would we stay in shape?"


    "Natalie!"


    "Yeah?"


    "It''s … normal to <em>cavort </em>amongst each other, I mean? Casually and frequently?"


    "If by cavorting, you mean everyone''s fucking each other''s brains out, then yes, ina, that''s pretty true."


    ina floundered briefly, taken aback by the quick swap in tone. Natalieughed at herck of words, which prompted a swat at her arm.


    "Well!" ina said,posing herself. "It does make sense. Everyone needs stress relief. It sounds like a chaotic environment."


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"It''s not so bad," Natalie said. "The dungeon''s the hard part, not the academy."</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"I bet." ina hesitated. "And how about you?"</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"How about me?"</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"Do </font></font><em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">you</font></font></em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"> take part in that … stress relief?"</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Natalie''s eyebrows went up. ina blushed furiously at how unsubtle she was being. After a second, though, her expression settled back into that roguish grin—the one that nearly stopped her heart every time it was sent her way.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"Here and there," Natalie said, in a way that suggested it was a lot more than </font></font><em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">here and there</font></font></em><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;"> . But ina had already guessed that, if not just from her easily flirtatious nature, then what she''d heard first-hand the other night. Those outrageous noisesing through Natalie''s door.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"I see," ina said. "Sorry if these questions are personal. I''m just, um, interested in T life."</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"Sure," Natalie said, in a way that told her she didn''t believe ina for a second.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"And when you do indulge in that, ah, stress relief," ina said. "Is it usually with men or women?"</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Dryly, Natalie asked, "What do you think, ina?"</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">ina cleared her throat. "Women?"</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Natalie snorted.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"Right. Yes. Of course. I assumed. That only makes sense." Realizing she was rambling, ina cut herself off.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"And you?" Natalie asked. "What are your preferences?"</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">ina paused.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Well.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">There wasn''t going to be a better opening. She swallowed and forced herself to meet Natalie''s eyes.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">"If I''m being honest, usually men. But, recently, there''s been an exception."</font></font>
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