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Salayna Silveri Salt

It's been two weeks since the fucking nightmare of entering the Battle Guard. Between classes and training, my ass is fucking exhausted, and I've got enough black and blue marks on my legs, ass and arms that I can't keep count. Mercifully, I've been paired with only loyalists in the sparring ring. They take it easy on me, because I still have zero clue what the fuck I'm doing, or how to fight. I'm fast, and nimble, because I'm tiny. But, I have no actual skill on how to fight. I'm dodging and ducking fists and kicks, until I can't and someone lands me on my ass. 

I've barely talked to Rylus, and it's fine...because I know if we're up each others asses it will just paint an even bigger target on me, which I can NOT handle right now. 

"It'll be fun...plus we'll meet the other first years for real this time." Bailyn says. 

"And we can get laid." Saanvi the other female first year loyalist says shimmy her arms back and forth and I huff a laugh. 

"Who do you have your eyes on?" Bailyn asks her.

"um, anyone with a pulse at the this point." Saanvi says, making me give a little laugh. 

Saanvi is from Iondris. She's five ten, with short black hair with streaks of green, and it's buzzed on the sides. 

"Okay, I know we're not supposed to want to fuck the wilds..." Bailyn says, drawing both of our attention. I cock my brow at her. She blushes. 

"But  IMAGINE how rough it would be! That's like the ultimate hate fuck!" she swoons and I laugh , Saanvi laughs too. 

"Okay...valid." I say with a laugh. Because, I couldnt deny the fact I'd have three nights know where I woke up sweating and wet between my fucking thighs over having dreams of fucking god damn Dath Dragnost. Sure, I had a few dreams of Rylus, and had plenty of them in the past too...but none that woke me in a fucking sweat. 

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The large courtyard in the center of the towers is packed with all years of the Battle Guard. I delince the offer from another first year from another group who is sneaking everyone Moon Wine , a Saltus sepciality, made with grapes that only grow here, that are very, very fucking potent, and taste fucking terrible, but get you drunk with just a fucking of the wine made with them. 

It was a code of conduct thing....we were technically ALLOWED to drink...but it would only make us look careless, make us look like we didnt give a shit about being alert at all times, or didnt care about our bodies as weapons. But some people were good enough at being fucking human weapons, that it didnt matter, they could afford to look "bad". 

I look around, noting all the girls dressed like they're in the common lands, ready to go to the club. While black clothes are the only thing allowed, some are wearing tight dresses, some are wearing skirts, or tight pants and low cut tops. But I dont have the fucking curves they do. I'd look ridiculous if I tried to dress that way. So instead I wear a pair of black low rise jeans, and a long sleeved v neck shirt, to hide all of my bruises. They already knew I was weak, I didnt need to advertise the black and blue reminders of it too. My hair is down and falls right above my ass at the back. I follow Bailyn and Saanvi around until I lose both within a half an hour as they take their found sex partners for the night back to their rooms. 

I spot Rylus talking to a few girls. Watch him smile and flirt with them , I think they're second or third years. I think one is a captain of the fifth guard group. 

"The answer is yes." A voice right in my fucking ear makes me jump , almost dropping my cup of water. I make a fucking squeaking noise, and then scowl up at Dath when I turn my head to see him, bent over, grinning. 

"What?" I ask annoyed.

"the answer to your question...it's yes." he says.

"What? What question?"  I ask shaking my head, wondering if he's had a sip of Moon Wine tonight. 

 He smirks and then looks from me towards Rylus and nods in his direction. 

"You're wondering wehther or not he's fucked them. The answer is yes." he says. 

I scrunch my nose with a little snarl at him. 

"I was not-"

"Infact Rylus is pretty fucking popular , might have the most traffic in his bed than anyone else in the Guard...I think he's trying to set a record." Dath says and I roll my eyes and give a sigh. 

"Maybe if you worried less about HIS bed...you'd be able to manage to get a girl into yours." I huff and turn away from him and hear a small little rumble of a chuckle and he walks around to stand in front of me, looking down at me.

"I assure you...I have no problem getting laid....however some of us, actually prefer quality of quanity" he says and lifts a brow and takes a drink from his cup.

"sounds like something someone who cant get laid would say." I say with a shrug. 

"What about you Silver?" he asks and I jerky my head back. 

"I'm not fucking you." I say quickly.

"Well, I'm not fucking you either , I meant what do you prefer...quality....or quanity?" 

"Why not both?" I shrug nonchalantly as if I've had both. When I've had neither. I've slept with two guys total, and both were disappointing. 

"Yeah? How do you manage that?" he asks me as he looks me up and down. 

"Why? Cause i'm not pretty enough to pull some quality dick?" I ask and his brows lift in what appears to be amusement. 

"Who said you werent pretty?" he asks. 

"You. You're looking at me like I'm disgusting. You always look at me like that." I say. 

He gives a slight laugh and licks his lips and shakes his head. 

"You disgust me Silver..yeah....but doesnt have shit to do with the way you look." he says. 

I feel my cheeks heat. 

"An insult..AND a compliment..I think.....gee thanks." I say, trying to be unaffected. 

"If it werent for you being the fucking generals daughter...I may have probably tried to break the code of conduct and already laid down the pretty little silver haired first year in my bed."  he says and I blink at him, my head falling back in surprise.

"What?" I ask. 

"You fucking heard me Salayna." he says and steps closer. 

I looked nothing like the girls I expected or guessed that Dath was into. The pretty wild girls that he hung with...the ones that hated my fucking guts and still refused to even speak to me, even if I was in their Guard Group. Or girls like Saanvi and Bailyn, with curves and genrous figures and toned bodies, athletic and gorgeous. Not me..five foot seven with an a cup ( a small b on a good day) , and a  "Liability" to my group for how pathetic I was at defending myself. 

Was he fucking with me? 

"You and this pretty fucking hair..." he says, reaching up and I take a breath as he reaches behind my shoulder , much like he did the first day, and draws my loose hair over my shoulder and grins as he draws it down over my breast, and then I'm gasping as the light around us falls and he's pulling us into a shadow, the small corner where we are in the courtyard disappearing with just us inside of it. He's using his power.

"the way that tight little ass of yours looks in leathers..." he says with a lick of his lip as he then pushes my hair back of my shoulder and I exhale loudly and he grins. 

"And these." he says as he traces a finger along the v neck of my tight long sleeved black shirt. 

"your tits...i've been dying to see them without the vest." he says and I feel my toes curl in my sneakers. 

"are you...f-fucking with me right now?" I ask. Because what the actual hell was happening. 

"Do you want me to fuck with you Silver?" he asks and I let out a fucking embarrasing sound, a tiny little whimper, and half a moan as he grins. 

"Is that a yes?" he asks as his finger curls around the fabric of my neckline, tugging just slightly on the point of it between my breasts.

"You're not serious." I  practically pant with a heavy breath.

"Tell me Silver...." he leans down and his hands grab my sides, his thumb against my ribs as he dips his mouth down to my ear.

"Are you gonna be a good little first year and still call me sir when my cock is inside of you?"