The Last Primal

"…and if we place an extra group of the long bow unit here, to this hill a bit to the south of the gate, I believe they wouldn't just be in a much better position… they would also be protected by this treeline from the return fire, as well as skirmishes coming their way because of the light cavalry spread around them in a sort of protective ring." Lieutenant Sievul continued explaining each of the changes she offered. 

Finishing with what she wanted, she placed the quill down and took a step back from the table. Her previous shyness instantly returned, she lost her previous passionate tone and brave body language. Her shoulders slouched, once again she looked like a timid little mouse in front of the General. 

"I see…" General Dorian hummed, rubbing his smooth, clean-shaven chin, focused on the revised strategy. Nodding and humming, his brows creased, Sievul wasn't sure what to do or say, she was afraid that she made a grave mistake.

When she was offered the chance, though at first, she was careful about the changes, as she kept on going, she soon lost herself in a never-before felt session of passion. Only when she was finished did she wake up from her self-induced trance-like state, shocked by her brazen actions herself. 

She dared not to say a word, afraid that even the slightest of squeals would anger the General. She felt that with her defiance, she strutted into the General's Manly Pride, offending him gravely.

She wanted to hide, or at the very least somehow survive this disaster. Her mind was a chaotic mess, the only thought she could think was to promise the heavenly firmament that if she were to survive she would never act like this ever again!

Yet, what happened almost short-circuited her brain in the next second, stunting her into a broken state, unable to process the following events. 

Contrary to her expectations, defying all the worry and conjectures she had made inside her trepidation heart and mind, the General didn't lash out, he didn't look angry, mad.

No, instead, a smile slowly began to curve his lips, contorting and folding the age-brought wrinkles on his face higher, more defined. A smile, sheer happiness, contentment began to slowly express itself, the more he looked at the new, revised plan.

"That's it! That is indeed how we should go with this!" He exploded into a boisterous guffaw after a minute or so.

"Lieutenant… No, Miss Sievul why did you hide such an incredible talent?! Why haven't you come forth if you have such an incredibly sharp mind… Why are you forcing yourself to be humiliated?!" The General exclaimed, looking like a child who have just been presented his favorite candy. Smiling ear to ear, he opened his arms wide to pull and welcome the woman in a bear-like hug.

He had just found a precious treasure, a diamond in the making. No way in hell he would let her slip out from his fingers now. He would make her his right-hand woman, the second-in-command, and military advisor. Who cares what the rest of the arrogant bastards, his captains would say. This was not something that should be left rotting under the sun.

"Your whole life is going to change from now on!" He hollered with unmasked excitement.

Suddenly, his quest for conquering the city and its surrounding lands, ultimately making their way to the south and overtaking the harbor town as well looked just a tad bit more feasible. Instead of a hopeless assignment, now there was a shred of light, a sliver of hope…

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"Huaaaah…. Huh?" Aiden yawned, waking from the sleep he had not expected to overtake him last night. As he wanted to sit up from the ground he lost his battle against drowsiness late last night, he suddenly felt a light weight pushing against his chest. 

Being in his default, human form, he saw the little baggage of cuteness, Tolliah hanging on him, sleeping, drowning him with a constant flow of saliva as she happily snoozed. 

Though he was confused for multiple reasons, as he noticed the happily slumbering little skink girl, he laid back down and instead gently hugged her instead.

A gentle smile stretched across his face, as he goofily looked at the little angel in his embrace. He was lost in this angelic, idyllic scene… the confusion of before, the questions have slowly left his mind. 

Though he didn't know how the little one made her way into his chamber, him being unaware of it at that, nor how and when did he fell asleep… He didn't bother about it anymore. The only thing that mattered is the peace and serenity, the happiness he could carve out for this angel.

He was happy that when he told Galina about her, she and his sister Lily welcomed the newest addition to their family with -albeit for now metaphorical- 'open' arms. They expressed their desire to meet her as soon as possible, to meet, hug and smother the little cheerful angel with their love and kisses.

To be truthful, Aiden was slightly worried that Lily, wouldn't be as welcoming, although he was glad that his fears were unwarranted. He also wanted so much to reach out to those that were still stuck in Haven, to talk to his Master, and to introduce the newest family member to her as well.

Number 3 being like the only parental figure Aiden had when growing up, he very much wanted her to meet the little one. 

Unfortunately, despite the advice given by Enya, Aiden still couldn't reach out to them. Though he now understood that their connection wasn't lost, it wasn't cut… but instead, he needed to focus on rebuilding it once again. Somewhat like what they did with Galina, he just had to concentrate on it, and whilst using the System's assistance, rebuild these mental links.

Feeling a slight movement, Aiden came back from his thoughts in the next second and looked down to meet the bright pair of glimmering eyes of Tolliah.

"[Reptilian] Nyaaah… Good Morning Papa!" She yawned in her cute light tone of voice, not wanting to lift nor her head, or her hands. She wanted to enjoy the warmth she felt, the rhythmic beating of his heart just a bit longer.

Smiling back at her, showing nothing but genuine affection and familial love, Aiden returned the morning greeting.

"[Reptilian] Good Morning, dear…. Care to tell me, how did you get here last night?"  He asked.

However, instead of answering, Tolliah buried her head in her embrace yet again, only letting muffled groans, and eventually, soft giggles escape. She tightened her hold not wanting to leave this moment of peace and quiet…

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