The Knight of Arcalund Book 08

Trilane rejoiced at the return of the young Knight of Arcalund! As Sir Carnos, Smokesnort, Lindi, Jagza and Savolt made their way in a victorious trot back to Hazmon the Archmage to report their success against the evil ruler of Gomizon. Everyone was there to greet the triumphant party of adventurers, showering cheers and praise and applause as they rode back finally into their home.

It seemed like forever since Sir Carnos had seen the beautiful lands of Trilane and her gorgeous Daughters! His adventure had taken him through the savage holdings of the Ogres as well as the super duper evil lands of Gomizon, and neither place was all too pretty, so returning to the breezy, lush green hills and valleys of his homeland was a great relief for the young Knight, and judging by the blushing maidens tossing flowers at him, he guessed that they were fairly glad to see him return.

Besides the occasional odd looks given towards the Ogre Ranger Jagza, the party was swamped with adoration, so much so that the journey took some time, as everyone they passed wished to hear of the bold and noble exploits of the young Knight. Lindi the Wizardess would go on and on about the adventure and the bravery and skill at arms that the ultra dreamy Sir Carnos displayed. She made his daring battles seem ten times more epic, colored as her opinion of him was by the insatiable crush she had on the fetching Sir Carnos.

"She's really hamming it up, isn't she?" Smokesnort said between his many rows of sharp teeth to his friend.

Sir Carnos smiled as he watched the young Wizardess, who was for some reason far prettier now than he ever remembered her being prior. "Yea, Lindi's a pretty swell girl."

"For a Wizard, I suppose she's not terribly horrid." The prejudiced Dragon Whelp agreed. "You've been getting her name right an awful lot lately. I think you might be falling for her, you know."

Sir Carnos Goldmorrow laughed and patted his trust steed Savolt, who was galloping confidently as ever, head held high, those powerful hooves shaking the ground with each step. "Oh, come now, you should know me better than that."

"Oh, I forgot." Smokesnort held two clawed hands out in front of his scaly chest. "She's a swell gal, but you like your gals swollen, not swell." The Dragon made reference to the Knight's insatiable appetite for round, soft, downright jiggly breasts.

"Look, I can see the Magic Academy! We're almost there!" Sir Carnos pointed in the distance, turning to his scaly cohort with a smile. "The first round of ale at the Lucky Lich is on me once we get our reward!"

Smokesnort rolled his large slitted golden eyes. The Knight was already spending their reward before it was even given. Some things certainly never change.

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Hazmon the Archmage had gathered all the students of the magical academy of Trilane together in the great hall, where Sir Carnos was standing before a large series of steps where the Archmage stood, looking ever regal and dignified, his majestic robes and countless artifacts gleamed and pulsed with raw arcane power. Raw arcane power that was once again freely flowing due to the heroic exploits of the young Knight. Looking around the assembly, Sir Carnos was awed at the turn out. All around him were silent, robed wizards. He saw his friend Lindi, who was so short and scrawny that she had to hop up and down to see what was going on. She waved enthusiastically to Sir Carnos from the crowd, and he smiled to her in response.

'He smiled! He noticed me!' She thought. Her magical experiments and efforts to improve her appearance to be more ideal for him were surely working! And now that she had full use of her magical capability, it would be a matter of weeks before her efforts would bear fruit!

"Sir Carnos Goldmorrow, son of Jaysek." Hazmon said in a most ceremonial of voices.

Sir Carnos took some steps forth and took to one knee, ever remembering his Knightly manners. His face was an unreadable mask of expression, but inwardly, he was giddy with excitement. He imagined the bags and bags of gold that Hazmon would reap upon him for his great and successful questings. Surely, somewhere nearby, were crates and crates of treasures for his spending pleasure!

Hazmon continued. "You have returned Arcane magic to this world, Sir Carnos. Every Wizard who picks up a spellbook is in your eternal debt. You have saved countless lives, and your bravery and deeds will never be forgotten."

Smokesnort leaned over to Jagza the Ogre and whispered. "Here come the big bucks!"

"For restoring the gift of magic to us all, it is my pleasure to present you with your reward."

Sir Carnos couldn't help but partially grin at the words. When he raised his gaze from the ground, he was certain he would see a Dragon's hoard of treasure gleaming back at him. More gold than he'd ever need. More wealth than even he could possibly spend in a lifetime. He slowly raised those deep, soulful blue eyes and saw that Hazmon the Archmage was holding a small black box in his palm.

And nothing else.

Blinking a few times, looking behind the Archmage expectantly, then making just about the most confused face you could probably imagine, he reached a gauntlet out slowly and took the presented box, scratching his head and examining it. He wondered what kind of fortune could be housed in such a meager shell, and then realized that it was probably some magic trinket, something to help him on further adventures, until the time inevitably came where he would die out in the field in the jaws of some great ghastly monster like every heroic male in his family. He sighed and opened the box depressingly, finding a gorgeous silver ring resting in the center of the padded box.

Great, he brings magic back into the world and they give him a nice shiny ring for his trouble. He examined the ring, ready to discard it as another silly adventuring Trinket when he noticed the ornate design that adorned the front of the ring. A large, flowery letter "G" was carved immaculately in the silver, leaving a deep impression in the front of the ring.

"A noble seal." Sir Carnos said breathily to no one in particular. He looked up at Hazmon, confusion in his features.

The Archmage smiled. "A signet ring. Your signet ring." He spoke as if explaining something to a small child, so befuddled was the Knight. "You have no idea how many Nobles practice magic and were lining up to repay your service, Sir Carnos-" Hazmon paused, covering his mouth with his hand as if he had erred. "Forgive me-Lord Carnos."

Smokesnort's gold jaw just about hit the floor as he saw the keen silver Signet ring.

"L...Lord Carnos?" The son of Jaysek said.

Hazmon nodded, making a wide flourish of a gesture with his hand. "Indeed. All hail Lord Carnos Goldmorrow!" The assemblage of Mages in attendance began a deafening round of applause.

Still unable to believe that for once, a hair-brained scheme of his pal Sir Carnos' had paid off, Smokesnort the gold dragon Whelpling gave out an overjoyed cry. He flapped his wings excitedly around Lindi the Wizardess. "Lord Carnos! Did you hear that!?" He pointed a talon-tipped finger to the flabbergasted Knight-er...Noble. "That's my friend Lord Carnos! MMmmmmmmmWAH!" He clutched Lindi by her bony shoulders and planted a big, lipless kiss right on her mouth in all the excitement.

Sir Carnos slipped off his Gauntlet for what seemed to be the first time in ages. He flexed his hand and slowly slipped the silver band round his ring finger, staring at it in disbelief. Hazmon the Archmage put his hand on the young Noble's shoulder and spoke after the applause had wound down. "Your estate awaits you, Lord Carnos. You will find it in the hills, the crest of your family flying high in the lands to the east of here. There you will meet your chamberlain."

"My what?"

"A head servant of your house. Someone to assist you in all matters of governing your holdings." The Archmage replied.

"Oh! Oh, yea...that!" Smiling brightly, Lord Carnos was mobbed by impressed, exuberant Mages of all types, thanking him and congratulating him for all his hard work and his now blooded name. He made his way out of the Mage Academy after no little fanfare, hurriedly gathering his companions, mounting his lightning quick steed and making a charging gallop towards his newly acquired Estate.

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The crest of the Goldmorrow was an eloquent thing, comprised of a grand shield inlaid with a flowery "G", surrounded by sprigs of laurel. That crest was duplicated onto flowing banners that flew high in the cloudless Trilane sky, and Lord Carnos slowly trotted his horse through the gorgeous lands that were now his.

Ripe gardens, lush and tended to acres of land, a sprawling, flawlessly designed Mansion, and an entire stable all his own. Truly astonished, the youngest Goldmorrow and his friends took a slow appraisal of his new home.

"This is excellent Farmland." The practical Jagza remarked.

"The view is breathtaking from here in the hills!" The ever-romantic Lindi said.

"This place must have cost a fortune!" Smokesnort commented.

"Would you look at the tits on that Elf!?" Lord Carnos exclaimed loudly, causing everyone else to turn their heads and see just what he was gawking at now.

And dearest reader, nothing could be more gawk-worthy! Walking towards them was a stunningly beautiful Elven maiden, tall and leggy, with pale skin and snow white hair that was expertly parted in the center, flowing down the sides of her beautiful face, sheered at sharp angle to follow her chinline. Her eyes were pure white, as were all her kind, and from the sides of her head sprouted delicate looking pointed ears. She was dressed in a fine and tight button up jacket that hugged her outrageous curves and bountiful bust. She wore tight riding pants tucked into fine leather boots, and wore a flowing red sash round her neck. She gave a low and gracious bow.

"Lord Carnos, I am Brivany, Chamberlain of your fine and noble house." Her voice was like music, her face was like an angel, and her body was everything that Lindi's was not.

Needless to say, Lindi hated Brivany's guts already. She turned sharply on a heel and started to march away from them. Smokesnort cried out after her. "Hey, where are you going? Don't you want to see the inside of the place?"

Lindi did not reply, her fists trembling, marching back to the academy. She had no time to waste. The Wizard would not rest until her great transformation was complete!

Lord Carnos dismounted Savolt and walked towards the lovely young Elf. "Hello there!" He eyed her up and down, walking a slow circle around her, liking very much what he saw. "So you're my Chamber lay, hmmm?"

"Chamberlain, Milord." Brivany corrected.

"Didn't I say that?" Lord Carnos replied. Smokesnort rolled his eyes. "Anyway, you're like...my servant?"

"I am, Milord. As Chamberlain, I am to transition you into the life of a Noble. I will advise you on all things and see to the smooth running of your house."

"Oh, I get it! You're like...like my instructor. You're gonna teach me all about being a Noble type."

Brivany nodded. "There is much we must do, Milord. Please follow me."

"Anywhere, sweetness." Lord Carnos said, walking Savolt into the massive stables, where he had all the yummy hay he could possibly gobble down.

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The inside of the Estate was as beautiful as the outside, with countless rooms and every luxury you could possibly imagine. Smokesnort, ever materialistic, was busy appraising everything in the place, from the marble floors to the brass doorknobs. Jagza, not much for snazzy estates and brass doorknobs was enjoying the lush acreage around the Mansion. That left Lord Carnos and Brivany alone in his Master bedroom.

Lord Carnos plopped onto the cushy bed and folded his legs. "Well, let's get started. What's first? Etiquette? Heraldry? Wine tasting?"

"First we have to get you out of those clothes."

"I like how you operate!" He began to enthusiastically remove his armor. As he took pieces of it off, she would collect them and place each piece neatly in a large chest at the end of the bed. Once he was bereft of all his armor, she bound the chest shut with a clunky lock. Brivany took his shield and armor and arranged them neatly on a mantelpiece above the fireplace of the room. Lord Carnos, dressed only in his underwear, was certainly not expecting any of that. "Hey! What are you doing?"

Brivany turned quickly to him and lowered her head as if she had done something wrong. "I'm sorry, Milord, but a Nobleman does not wear armor or carry swords and shields. He wears only the finest clothing and things suitable to his station."

"But I'm a Knight! A Knight without armor is like an Elf without ears!"

Brivany spoke very softly, her eyes never leaving the floor. "With all due respect, Lord Carnos, you are no longer a Knight. You are a Noble."

Lord Carnos looked down at the gleaming silver signet ring on his finger, then back to the clunky chest that held all his adventuring goodies, then up to the finely arranged mantle that housed his shield and sword. He chewed on his lower lip, then looked around the massive master bedroom, then finally nodded. "You're right, Brivany. I'm a noble now, let's get me all gussied up!"

"I've drawn a bath, Milord. I will set out your clothing and tend to you shortly."

If Sir Carnos loved one thing above all, it was being 'tended to' by pretty girls with big tits. He happily disrobed and made his way to the impressive bathroom, where a steaming hot bath were already drawn for him. Sinking his weary frame into the relaxing water, he started to bathe, whistling happily as Brivany floated into the room, setting his clothes out and then kneeling beside the tub, her head lowered as he washed.

Looking over at her, Lord Carnos quirked an eyebrow. "So...like, you're just going to kneel there?"

"If it displeases you, Milord, I will leave the room."

"No, no! Not at all, it just seems kinda...uncomfy is all. Kneeling on the floor like that." He motioned to a nearby stool. "Sit down."

"As you wish, Milord." She gathered the stool and set it beside the tub quietly.

Lord Carnos enjoyed his bath thoroughly, and was not at all bashful about bathing in front of Brivany. He was fascinated by her exotic features, snowy white hair, mystical eyes, and those adorable pointed ears. He had so rarely come in contact with the lofty Elves. "Elves are from the North, right? Where it's all cold and stuff?"

Brivany nodded. "Yes, Milord. The Elves are creatures of snow and wind. Our cities are high in the mountains, touching the skies above. Rarely do we journey to the lower parts of the world."

Lord Carnos tilted his head. "Oh yea? Why not?"

"Many years ago the Elves devised a system of governance. We were the first Nobles. We saw potential in Humans, so some Elves journeyed to the lower world and taught the early humans how to lead. And thus the first Human nobles came to be. Whenever a new Human Noble is crowned, it is the duty of an Elf to teach them how to rule justly, so that all the customs and traditions can be properly observed."

"Well that's mighty nice of you."

"Thank you, Milord. It is a noble task that I take with great seriousness and pride."

She spoke the Human tongue flawlessly, but could not suppress the distinct Elven accent to her words. It was devastatingly cute to listen to and Lord Carnos couldn't help but smile as she spoke. "So, you serve me, hmmmm? You do what I say?"

"Yes, Milord. I am your Chamberlain till you dismiss me." She looked up and met his gaze. "I serve you fully."

Leaning back in the tub, Sir Carnos smiled.

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Buried in her books, consumed in her work, Lindi wildly wrote and scribbled. She furiously researched her texts and tomes, translating ancient manuscripts and calling upon all her arcane knowledge. She gazed down at the completed spell on the parchment in front of her, triple checking it in her mind, re-reading it over and over again wordlessly. She wet her now thick, pouty pink lips and began to gesture meticulously with her hands as she spoke in clear, precise words.

"Dwarf to mountain, Human to city! Goodbye flat chest, Hello big titties!" A flash of bright light accompanied her gestures and words, and she stared down at her scrawny torso expectantly, her large glasses on the tip of her straight now. Her eyes widened as she slowly felt weight on her chest. Soon her robe swelled, the fabric grew tight as a set of bountiful breasts formed, straining beneath her extra small robe. "Yes! It worked!" She hopped up and down, her intense new rack jiggling fervently, swishing from side to side. She heard a stitch pop on her robe and her back suddenly began to ache as her breasts swelled even more. And more...

"Oh no!" She exclaimed wildly, watching in horror as her robe shredded itself and her breasts continued to grow even larger, now to such a degree that she looked to have two barrels with nipples at the end protruding from her frame. "It's not stopping!" She flipped through her spellbook, slapping herself in the forehead, forgetting that this spell had two distinct parts. In her enthusiasm it must had slipped her mind. Quickly she muttered. "Dragons breathe fire with one great big puff. Boobies, stop growing-That's big enough!" Her enhanced bust was so large that Sir Carnos would probably mistake her for a three headed troll and attack her when next they met. He liked breasts large and full, but this was just a bit much. Lindi sighed and pushed her glasses up her nose. "Back to the drawing board."

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Pale, wet, perfect Elf titties slapped against Lord Carnos' face as Brivany rode him like a stallion. It had been far too long since he had engaged in a good old bathtub fuck, and it was time to shoot his first royal load. Brivany the Elf was nude, save for that sexy red scarf she wore round her cloud white throat. Lord Carnos had the end wrapped round his fist and he'd choke her with it on occasion, making the busty elf gasp and moan out in pleasure, the delicious lack of oxygen just enough to enhance the feel of his massive cock stabbing into her silky pussy. She was an enthusiastic lay, as Elven men were more slight and delicate than humans, and this was by far the most talented cock she'd ever ridden. Her hands were on his broad shoulders, her back arched, her ass hammering down, feeding her pussy his cock with rabid, frenzied downward pumps of her body. Her expansive breasts were jiggling right in the young Noble's face, and he hungrily sealed a pale salmon colored nipple in his mouth and began to greedily suck on her breast.

Brivany clenched her teeth, cumming on her Lord's cock so many times, the Elven pussy such a sensitive thing. Her creamy legs were parted round him and it was surely easier to fuck in this spacious tub than the cramped little thing he was used to at the Lucky Lich tavern. Lord Carnos yanked on the scarf, tightening it round her neck and getting a sharp gasp from her as she struggled for breath. Her nails dug into his muscled flesh and he smiled at her. "You know you like it, you dirty Elf slut." Pursing his lips, he spit right in her face, the sudden humiliation eliciting a sudden gasp from her as his spit ran down her face. Any trace of her being offended vanished when she gave the slightest hint of a nod and sucked the spit into her mouth when it rolled over her lip, swallowing it.

Lord Carnos' free hand clutched her womanly ass, pounding her body down on his stiff, throbbing cock. He groaned and moaned hotly, so close to orgasm, the long journey and his recent quest having been so stressful. He took his pent up aggression out on the young Elf's twat, letting out a wild scream as his prick exploded inside her, spurting sticky, hot human goo right into her snatch. Brivany's eyes bolted wide open at the sensation, and she shivered uncontrollably, her slick, wet body seizing up as she accepted his load, grinding her womanly hips down on him to claim every single drop, collapsing onto her Lord as he released her red scarf, granting her full use of her windpipe again. She gasped and groaned out, cooing and purring, shivering against the brawny human.