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</div><br/>He boasted about his skills with a sword, and although Aleksander le Cleur knew that one day, it would bite him in the ass, he welcomed to the risk it brought. The kingdom looked at him as if he were a god, and he was considered a prized nobleman even by the king and queen themselves. He had never met a man or woman, for that matter, that could best him with a blade. That was exactly why the king kept him near and the prince befriended him quiet easily when they were young men. His time as a knight helped him perfect his skills as well as gain a little bit more confidence in his abilities. In reality though, the only thing being apart of the knighthood that he was actually grateful for was the incessant amount of women that seemed to throw themselves at his feet. He was a known womanizer, but not so much as rakish as the young prince was. No, Aleksander was a romantic. He enjoyed making a woman swoon, toy with their hearts as he spoke sweet nothings to them. To Aleksander, a woman was a delicate flower - you had to treat it a particular way in order for it to bloom at it's fullest potential.<br/><br/>It was the thought of women that he ended most of his days with, particularly as of late due to the pressure from his parents to take over the Dukedom of the le Cleur family. He was the oldest of three siblings, placing him in line to inherit his father's title one day in the near future, and they wanted an heir that would proceed him. Alek was honestly surprised that he had not produced one, albeit illegitimately.<br/><br/><b>"G'night, m'lord."</b>A young squire named Roland said with a slight wave of his hand as they approached Alek's chambers within his father's homestead. Most nights, he slept in his own cabin on the outskirts of the country, but it had been getting late and the bed within the fortified walls of his father's home was good enough for the night. Alek dismissed Roland with a curt nod and a smile.<b>"Go run off to that dame you were eyeing, Roland. Do not do something I would not do."</b><br/><br/>Roland chuckled,<b>"I do not believe there is much that you would not do, m'lord."</b><br/><br/><b>"I'd say. Goodnight."</b><br/><br/>Alek undressed himself quickly once he was inside, remaining in a pair of sleeping trousers and wore nothing on his chest. It was too constricting, and although his land was not at risk of threats, Alek wanted to be as prepared as possible for any type of foe that would come in the night. It was a shame he hadn't been prepared enough for a band of pirates to capture him without anyone noticing until the morning.<br/><br/>He'd struggled greatly, gotten a few good punches in as he'd scrambled for his blade. His goal had been to get to his sword, because the minute that he had, it would all be over. The pirates were good, though. They'd thought this through. His blade was captive, just as he was, and the black metal gleamed in the moonlight as one of the fiends eyed it carefully and shoved it unceremoniously into a holster at his side. It wasn't much longer before Alek was knocked unconscious and then woke up on a ship.<br/><br/>The nobleman didn't have his sea legs - never had acquired them, regardless of how much his father had told him he needed to. The sea was not his friend. The back of a horse, on the other hand, he was better suited for. So when Alek came too, he immediately felt wave after wave of nauseating discomfort and stuck his head between his knees as he demanded to know what on earth was going on. In response to his question, the crew mates laughed devilishly and grabbed him under both arms, hauling him to his feet with his hands tied behind his back, and escorting him to the deck of the ship where, he hoped, his answers awaited.<br/><br/>The bright of day was blinding and hurt his eyes. They were already heavy due to his maladjusted body, but Alek had to squint for a few moments before he could see fully again. The fresh air was welcome and the release of his bindings was also nice. He grabbed his wrists and rubbed them as he stumbled forward, looking around to the best of his abilities until his eyes fell upon<i>her</i>, the succubus he'd dreamed of last night. She was real - not just a dream, and he remembered fondly the way her body had fit against his, even if she'd had her hand over his mouth instead of her lips. Perhaps, one day, he'd get what he'd dreamed of.<br/><br/><b>"You!"</b>He shouted, doing his best to keep his annoyance out of his voice.<b>"Tell your men to stand down and then enlighten me as to why you've kidnapped me." He gave her a cocky little smirk, even though he was on a boat full of enemies, and continued. <b>"I thought we were having a rather good time. Your body on top of mine, a sweet little sound escaping your lips when I turned the tables on you. You just had to let these monkeys ruin it, didn't you? Tsk, tsk, darling."</b><br/>
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