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finished,” she said simply, hugging him tightly. When she looked up, her eyes were teary. “Now you get to be a hero, and win the Elvin Princess!” she whispered.
    “That isn’t what’s making you cry, is it?” he demanded.
    “No, it isn’t, but please don’t ask me what is. Not now! We have too much to worry about!” she sighed. Rasten stared at her a long moment, as she held her breath, before he kissed her.
    “Alright, I’ll trust you!” Her sigh of relief was easily detected, and as they turned to go inside, Rasten gave her butt a firm slap.
    “What was that for?!” she demanded.
    “You know!” he quietly whispered, amused by her sudden blush and guilty look.
    They were soon in a small room, and decided to nap, both to kill time and to rest before dinner. They tossed off their clothes, but Amein kept her snug panties on.
    “Afraid we might not rest?” he suggested, gesturing at them.
    “I’m just being responsible and prudent!” she sniffed. When she passed near him, Rasten grabbed her, and slipped his hand down the front of her panty, and swiped her puss. Pulling it out, he stuck his fingers under her nose as she moaned.
    “Don’t!”
    “You don’t want even a little attention?” he teased.
    He quickly found himself on his back with Amein impaled on his erect organ. “You’re sneaky!” she complained, but seemed unable to complain more, rapidly losing herself to the sensations.
    They had two intense and fast orgasms, before washing themselves off. Amein put her panty back on, scolding Rasten. “No more of that! We need sleep more than sex!” she grumbled, but was soon snuggled close against him, looking smugly pleased.
    “You’re cute when you’re bitchy,” he whispered, which garnered him a half hearted slap on his chest, followed by a sharp tug on his chest hair.
    “Ow!”
    “I can do more than just bitch , as you call it!” she advised him, before slipping into sleep.
     
    They didn’t wake until almost eight, and hurried to get dressed, so they could eat. They discovered that the restaurant at the inn was both good and reasonable, and enjoyed a quiet dinner, before returning to their room to wait.
    “Why does the moon need to be up?” he asked at one point.
    “It just does,” she declared. Seeing his frown, she laughed. “I just use magic or enchantments...I’m not a sage or master of them, who would know how they work, or why! Can you tell me how your machines work? No? But you have learned to use them, yes? It is much the same with us; I shall take you to meet our clan’s...sorcerer? Emareili is very adept, and could teach you much; likely more than you’d want to know!” she laughed.
    “Is it hard?”
    “Everything you must learn and master is hard! I’m sorry!” she sighed.
     
    The walk to the stone circle was easy, the rising moon, full making the open countryside seem beautiful and enchanted. They were passed by a couple of cars, but were off the road as much as possible, and no one stopped or bothered them. At the circle, the moved cautiously, to first make sure no one else might be present, especially teens up to no good. Finding no one, Amein oriented herself, and went directly to one of the tall standing stones.
    “What are you doing?” he whispered.
    “I hid my sword and things here!”
    “Where?”
    “In the stone,” she replied, working to touch and manipulate the massive rock. She mumbled a long string of words in High Elvin, and when she touched the stone again, a section opened, as if it were hinged. The moon light revealed a roomy chamber which held two swords in their scabbards, along with a pack and some other items.
    “Here, put this on!” she instructed, handing him the slightly longer sword.
    “Are you crazy?! I’ve never used a sword!
    “Do as I say! And then put this cloak on! You may need to use the sword, experienced or not! You can always pretend you’re chopping wood, if you need to do something!”
    When they had