Tyranny of Steel

Berengar showed up at the entrance of his palace dressed in nothing but a pair of shorts and a silk robe. It was late at night when Siv showed up at his doorstep, and he was in the middle of being intimate with one of his wives.

However, if Siv had come all this way from Iceland, it must be for something important, and thus the moment he laid eyes on the platinum haired beauty, he hugged her tight and asked the questions which plagued his mind.

"What's wrong? Is your mother alright? What happened? Why are you here in Kufstein?"

Siv was relieved to see that her father was worried about her, and her mother, and thus smiled as she pulled herself out of his embrace.

"I'm fine, mother is fine. I just wanted to see the Reich. You always said you would bring me away from that boring village, and yet you have yet to fulfill your promise!"

This answer baffled Berengar, who looked at his stepdaughter as if the young woman had truly gone mad, before questioning her sanity on the spot.

"Does your mother know that you are here? No, I doubt she does. Don't tell me you ran away from home?"

Despite the gravity of the situation, Siv only smiled and confirmed that she did in fact run away from home.

"Of course! I can't be holed up in that place my entire life! Mother just doesn't understand! After what you told me about this place, I needed to see it for myself, and boy, did you not let me down. The things I have seen on my journey through the Reich are just astonishing, more than that old battleship you once housed me on!"

Berengar could hardly believe what he was hearing. When Brynhildr finally found out that her daughter had run away from home for a second time, this time to be with her stepfather, he was not going to get off easy.

Just when he was about to scold the girl for her reckless behavior, Yasmin came down the stairs dressed in a Tyrian purple silk robe. She looked at the platinum haired beauty, and then at her husband before interrogating the man.

"Is this the girl?"

Berengar forced a smile when he saw that Yasmin had followed him to the entryway of the palace and responded with haste, perhaps fearful that his wife would be upset with him.

"Yes, this is Siv. You could say that she is my stepdaughter. Though the "marriage" between myself and her mother isn't recognized by the Reich, it has been recognized among her people. You could say it is more of a spirtual marriage, then a legal one..."

Rather than act angry or distant, Yasmin walked down the stairs and approached Siv with a warm smile on her face. She then grabbed hold of the few bags that Siv had brought with her and began escorting the girl through the palace.

"Well, we're glad to have you here. Siv was it? Let me help you take those to your room. I'm sure you are exhausted after making such a long journey."

Siv was not accustomed to receiving help from others, as the village she grew up in was all about self sufficiency, so she was happy to let Yasmin take her bags up to whatever quarters she was being given. As for Berengar himself, he watched as the two curvy women climbed the stairs, before realizing that he was not able to get a full release this night because of this interruption.

Still, he had more important things to worry about now, and was quick to approach his office, where he shut the door behind him. After a brief moment of hesitation, Berengar picked up the phone and dialed the General tasked with protecting Iceland. The phone rang for several seconds before the line connected, where a gruff and weary voice resounded on the other end.

"What is it? Do you have any idea what time it is? Why the hell are you calling me at this ungodly hour?"

Berengar's face went cold as he responded with an authoritative tone in his voice.

"That is funny General, and here I thought that it was your esteemed honor to answer my calls at any time of the day?"

The moment the man on the other end heard the chilling voice come out of Berengar's mouth, he immediately changed his tone and apologized to his Kaiser.

"My Kaiser, I'm sorry, please forgive me. I am half asleep. What can I possibly do for you at this hour?"

The frightening expression Berengar was previously wearing immediately converted into a conceited smile as he gave his orders to the General.

"There should be a beautiful and voluptuous woman, with platinum blonde hair, ice-blue eyes, and jade like skin searching for her missing daughter throughout Iceland. Have your men search for her, and when they come into contact with this woman, inform her that her daughter is safe and sound with her father, and that she will be returned shortly. Do you understand?"

The General had no idea what any of this meant, or why the Kaiser would be calling him about such a petty matter at such a dreaded time of the day, but he did not take his orders lightly, and thus, immediately climbed out of bed, and wrote down the information he had received before responding to the man on the other end of the line.

"Yes, my Kaiser! I understand perfectly. I will have the men alerted, and searching for this woman all night if I have to. You can rest assured, she will be informed of your message. Is that all you have for me?"

Berengar smiled when he heard that his men would be searching for Brynhildr, and nodded his head, even though he knew that his general could not see him, before responding in a calm tone.

"Of course... Have a good rest of your night General... Oh and one last thing, should any man attempt to lay hands on this woman, he will lose his head, understood?"

A cold shiver went down the General's spine, as he immediately realized that this woman was most likely one of the Kaiser's concubines, and that the child he was referring to was probably a prince or princess of the Reich. Thus, rather than climb back into bed, he immediately pulled on his coat, and began to personally search for Brynhildr, but not before responding in affirmation to his orders.

"Yes, I understand, and shall inform the men. Have a good rest of your night, my Kaiser!"

Upon hearing this, Berengar hung up the phone and sighed in relief. Hopefully, Brynhildr would not be too displeased when she learned that her daughter was safe and sound. Now all that was left was to convince the girl to go back to her home. However, after seeing the excitement in Siv's eyes, Berengar felt as if this would be a very difficult task to achieve.

Regardless, it was too late to worry about such trivial matters, and he would hopefully be able to resolve these issues in the morning. All that was left to do was to find Yasmin and continue to plow the woman's fine ass until they both were satisfied.