Kev’Lach rolled his eyes and tossed the serving girl aside at last, sending her sprawling to the stone floor. Despite the obvious insults and disapproving comments that Jai was hurling toward the conquering king, he knew that it was just the squealing cry of a conquered lamb. Her tongue would command men no longer, sway minds and hearts no more. She was nothing but a pretty piece of meat and she was all his.<br/><br/>“Go back and bring the others Gel. Tell them that these cowards wish to bend as reeds and that the nation of Jenta is no more. These people have surrendered to our might without a blow to fall, and that all that exists here is ours for the taking tonight.” Kev proclaimed, as much for those around him as for his Adviser. “All glory to Sk’rivva, the Kingdom of Norvis and the War-King Kev’Lach Wul’Garren!”<br/><br/>The Wolf proclaimed his victory as his Adviser nodded and set off to bring the massive hoard past the fragile gate. The Priestess asked about where she would meet him after seeing to the rest of his demands and this time it was The Wolf’s turn to laugh out loud.<br/><br/>“You’ll see to nothing, pig!” The Massive warlord taunted as he tipped his chair back and rushed the slender woman from where he had been sitting to where she stood. “You see only to me and my pleasure from this day forward. My men and I will take what we want and leave behind what we cannot carry, that surely will be seen to. In the meantime I want you to pray. Pray to your impotent Gods for mercy and relief. Pray to your people to be resolute and show not the fear that will course through them one and all. Pray that the universe strikes me down and Ly’rin restore order. And while you do that, I shall show your followers what becomes of the meek and spineless.”<br/><br/>As he spoke, Kev’Lach grasped the priestess by her hair, dragging her out of the Great Hall on her heels. He dragged her out the door and into the thoroughfare, at the center of Town Square. The massive man tossed Jai backward into the damp Earth. He crouched over her hips and began tearing at her robe, ripping bindings and tugging cloth from her pale shoulders.<br/><br/>“Hear me now, people of Jenta! I am The Wolf, the beast who has conquered you at a table as I fed myself. This soft-hearted sow and her weakling of an errand boy have surrendered your sons and daughters without a fight. Your grain, your gold and your women; all forfeit to avoid a conflict.” Kev shouted as he disrobed the priestess. “She says you should all bend like weeds, that balance is the answer. But I tell you this! That even the weeds will twist and burn in the face of flame, and conflict is inevitable and only the strong survive. There is no balance in this world, only strength. Any of you who are tired of bending to the will of others, stand up and be strong! Join us willingly and you will be paid in gold. Abandon the heathen ways that would make slaves of you all and become Men of the North. Take up arms and take rather than sacrificing.”<br/><br/>As The Wolf shouted over Jai, the first of his troops began to arrive. The cavalry was first to cross the plain into the city. Some of those foolish enough to attempt to cross the street in advance of the horses were ridden over and crushed into paste under the heavy hooves of horses. The men left their mounts to feed and drink at the stables, and when those filled beyond capacity, horses were lashed to homes. It was a way for the cavalry to mark their homes for the night. The homes with beautiful wives went to the fastest riders.<br/><br/>Kev was indifferent to the heavy hooves stomping around them in the dirt road. The Sun had set and torches were lit, but the Norven soldiers were already making bonfires in the streets to burn furniture and books that did not suit the conquerors tastes. Extra fires were set quickly around the central square, where those not already helping themselves to what they pleased could watch as this stuck up Priestess was shown the ways of the North.<br/><br/>Kev tore at Jai’s robes until it hung open at the middle, revealing all of her pale skin and her intimate parts to the Wolf’s vision. He scanned her up and down, leaning forward to wrap his lips around her firm, soft breast. He grasped her sides, lifting her up out of what remained of her robe. His lips made a loud, wet sucking sound around her pink, stiffening nipple, thrashing repeatedly at it with his thrice pierced tongue. By now he was rock hard, straining at the confines of his leather and iron plated greaves.<br/><br/>“Help me with my armor, pig.” Kev demanded after her breast popped free of his lips. “Show these people how the reed bends in the wind.”