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The cold winds of winter cut deep, almost to the bone, such was winters in the northernmost part of Elhiem, Northmarch was cold most of the year, but the winters were exceptionally hard on most, this included one Knight of the Crown, Sir Daulton West one of the younger knights of his order. Daulton had been tracking the legends of a secretly hidden kingdom, buried somewhere in the arctic cold of the Western part of Northmarch, a place as inhospitable as it was dangerous. He’d spent weeks reading, studying, and looking up various tomes, journals and anything and everything he could get his hands on from long dead scholars, people, and everything in-between. He’d learned quite a bit from these studies and had begun to translate and speak a long dead language, and when he found everything he could he had gone to King Lyn and requested the resources to conduct an expedition to Northmarch. And King Lyn was persuaded by the possibility of the riches and spoils that might come from such an underground kingdom, if it hadn’t already been picked clean by scavengers long ago. So, he was given the resources and undertook this expedition, so he and about thirteen other knights had set off to discover this kingdom; that was six months ago, and now it was just him, the others having died or abandoned what they considered a wild goose chase. But he was determined, he’d see this to the end even if it killed him.

Looking at the map he had on him, he looked around trying to ascertain where he was, the snow and ice looked no different a mile away than it did up close, miles upon miles of tundra, snow, and desolation: he was lost. Letting out a defeated sigh Daulton sat down on the ground, but felt something below him, rather than the usual snowy dirt or grass, it was…hard like stone almost. Getting up, Daulton kicked away some of the snow with his boots and saw it: stone, and not just any stone, cut and modeled stone. Getting to his knees he tried to clear away as much snow as he could and there it was. Sitting before him was the entrance to this underground kingdom, he found it.

“I DID IT!” Daulton yelled to no one, happy that the six months of searching, fending off bandits and other things to find a kingdom that might not have existed paid off, he’d found his quarry, but finding it was only step one, he had to somehow get inside, and the stone door seemed sealed right well. He tried prying it open with his hands, but the door wouldn’t budge, it wasn’t frozen over or anything it just refused to move, he tried wedge his sword into it to gather some leverage and wedge it open, but he gave up when he felt his blade began to bend too much to be for its own good. He then noticed the runes on the face of the door and he had an epiphany, he’d spent months learning how to decipher the archaic and runic language of this long gone civilization.

“The flames will open the way.” he read aloud, and he knew what it meant, he needed to some form of fire, he tried lighting a torch and placing it against the door, but it didn’t open, so it must have been fire magic, Daulton wasn’t a paladin so he was not as adapt in the art of magic as he could be, but he could probably do a simple fireball and open the door. Gathering all the magical energy he could he cast out a ball of flame from his hand and it impacted the door, soon the runes began to light, and he felt the magical energy resonate from it, so strong was it that someone as unmagically attuned as he could feel it, latches could be heard turning and the door opened and Daulton smiled and he stepped forward into the lost kingdom. Lighting the torch he brought with im, Daulton looked around the entrance had many of those runes etched upon them, the stone was absolutely covered in them, he touched his hands to one of them and it lit up, if he had the time he’d love to read every single one of these runes but he had a city to explore, once he was done and he could bring some scribes to this place he and them would spend the needed time to transcribe all of these runes and see what they speak. He walked through the stone halls of, it was magnificent, he lit one of the torches on the wall and all of them lit.

“This place is magical.” Daulton said as he continued to explore, he wrote down everything he saw that might be of note as he explored, so much lost from this civilization waiting to be uncovered and studied, walking through a hallway into the main chamber he could looked on in wonder, the hallway did nothing to show the true…majesty of the underground civilization, he could see down into it so many buildings, long abandoned bu still standing, covered in moss and vegetation from hundreds of years of disuse, but to him it was the most beautiful thing he’d seen in his life.

“By Isran.” Daulton whispered in awe, months of work, traveling and danger were now going to pay off, he’d found more than what he’d thought he would, he was expecting a small settlement, but to find an entire buried city. This was the discovery of a lifetime for him. Taking a few more minutes to soak in what he’s seeing, Daulton composed himself and began to descend the giant staircase leading to the main courtyard of the city. He was not sure how he was going to approach this whole city; he’d need months, maybe years to fully excavate and figure out everything this city, turning to his knowledge of city design he looked for the building that might be the central palace. The largest building was the one at the far end of the city, that was probably his target. Walking through the streets of the city it was quite the thing to behold, he was still just in absolute awe of what he was seeing. Still, he expected to see more…well corpses, so far none were to be found, not on the streets, nowhere, not a corpse in sight, it was odd to say the least, but Daulton put that aside and continued onwards towards the main building it sat atop a small plateau. Climbing the steps, he observed the palace that was his target. Despite several hundred years of disuse, the marble pillars were still mostly intact, barely any crumbling or structural damage, the builders built it to be sturdy. He’d never seen the architecture before, not above ground anyway, though Daulton was not a well-traveled man, he’d only ever been to Chalaco and Britoria, but he’d never seen architecture like this in neither place.

Entering the palace, he could see it was indeed the seat of government, or at least the home of someone important, what surprised him was apparently that person was still there. Sitting atop a throne, clear as day was a person, well Daulton assumed it was a person, he walked closer cautious of who it was. If the person were dead, their body was perfectly preserved, not a blemish or anything on their body, it was also upon this closer inspection that he could see that the person was a woman. She had black scales, not unlike the few kobolds he’d seen in his life, she was wearing a gown made of sapphire satin fabric, she had horns that rested neatly atop her head and they curved in a spiral fashion. She was beautiful in a way, and Daulton reached out to touch her, then her eyes shot open, crimson eyes that began to shine then a concentrated jet of fire erupted from her mouth, Daulton acting fast jumped out of the way as she let out the torrent of flame into the air. Stopping for a moment she looked at Daulton and narrowed her eyes, she then stood up from her throne this allowed Daulton to see just how tall she was, she was at least nine feet in height, slowly the woman towards Daulton then she took off into a full sprint, Daulton took out his shield and blocked her attack she jumped back and extended her hand and a pair of sharp talon-like claws emerged from them.

“I’m not your enemy!” Daulton said, the woman seemed to not understand him and rushed him again and he blocked the blow with his shield once more, he then felt intense heat radiate from it as she let loose another torrent of fire. She was speaking a language he couldn’t quite understand, but if he had to guess it was the runic language he’d been reading, having no other option he tried his best to approximate how to speak it based on what he read.

“I’m not your enemy!” he said as best he could in the language, this stopped the woman in her tracks and she spoke up and Daulton could finally hear it without trying to fight her.

“You speak high draconic?” She asked, so that was what the language was he was reading and now speaking, poorly though.

“Y-yes, though not well.” Daulton said, the woman looked him up and down she then walked towards him and placed a palm upon his head he could feel himself learning something as if knowledge that he’d never knew he had was being tapped into, when she removed her hand from his forehead he spoke to her again but this time it was as if draconic was as easy as North Speak.

“I-I’m Daulton, knight in service of King Lyn, and I mean you no harm.” Daulton said as he kneeled before the woman, as was custom for the knights of his order. The woman rolled her eyes.

“I am High Empress Esapharia, Grand Queen of All Dragons.” Esapharia said , and Daulton was surprised, he’d only really read about dragons in legends, that they had disappeared from the world some several hundred years ago, most had assumed they were nothing but legend, but here one was before him and she was not just any dragon, she was the queen of all dragons.

“It is an honour to meet you my lady, ” Daulton said as he rose to his feet, and she was indeed an honor to meet she was a beauty of unimaginable caliber and he wanted it to be known to her, “My lady, would it be unbecoming to say that you are quite beautiful.” Daulton said, Esapharia smiled at his complement.

“Oh it’s been so long since a knight has tried to woo me,” the dragoness said as she walked closer to Daulton, she was as imposing as she was beautiful, “Though it can wait, I must wake my kin.” She said as she walked past Daulton and onto the steps of her palace, she let fourth a haunting roar, and soon a chorus of them cried out, all across the ancient city Daulton could feel it in his bones.

“Ah the sound of my kin, the sound of the awakening of so many souls unjustly set to slumber!” Esapharia said as she turned to Daulton, “Tell me human, what brings you to my kingdom human?” Esapharia spoke as she walked back to her throne, sitting upon it once more.

“I’ve studied this place for months, reading scrolls and other texts to find its location. The expedition here cost many lives and months of work.” Daulton said. Esapharia looked Daulton up and down, he was wearing a set of silver armor, adorned with the heraldry of his kingdom, he had bright green eyes, shaggy brown hair that came down to his shoulder and tanned skin from years of fighting in the sun, he was handsome probably the most handsome human Esapharia had seen in some years.

“That’s quite commendable of you, Sir Knight,” Esapharia said as she crossed her legs, “Well now you’ve found what you’ve been searching for, what will you do now?” The dragoness said waiting patiently for Daulton to give a response,

“Well, I guess I’ll report to my king.” Daulton said, Esapharia smiled as she stood up.

“Well tell me, Sir Knight, you must be extremely tired?” Esapharia said as she walked up to Daulton, her tail wrapping its way around his left leg, and he could feel how warm her body was even through his clothing.

“I-it would be unbecoming for me to impose.” Daulton said Esapharia grinned at him as she walked away from him and sat back down onto her throne.

“Oh, it would not be an imposition, besides, it’s been eons since I’ve had a guest.” Esapharia said, Daulton did feel tired to a degree, he had been traveling for months on end and this was the first time he would have a place to sleep that wasn’t in a tent in the middle of a snowstorm. So Daulton accepted the invitation. He was led to his new guest room by a pair of servants who seemed to not care that they’d just woken up from a several decades long slumber. Removed his armor rather easily, and he gathered some fresh clothes and made his way to the washroom being led by several more servants. The washroom had a large basin at its center, and all around it were several jars filled with oils, perfumes, and soaps of various kinds. He could feel the heat of the water radiating even from where he was, he disrobed and stepped into the water and he could feel the kinks and knots in his body began to melt away near instantly, he grabbed one of the jars and poured some oil that smelled like lavender and rosewater into the bath and worked the concoction into his skin.

“You look quite content,” Daulton heard a voice say, he jumped in the water to see a now naked Esapharia, she was sitting at the edge of the bath, her legs dipping into the water, Daulton covered his sensitive areas, “Oh don’t be alarmed Sir Daulton. I simply wished to observe my guest you’re quite the….handsome man.” She said as she entered the water with him. A lump formed in Daulton’s throat as she walked up to him, her hips swaying as she did, his breathing began to get heavier as he looked her up and down, her scales glistened from the water, and her eyes had the looks of a predator who’d just found their next prey.

“I saw much about you when I gave you the ability to speak to me, ” She said as she held his face with her hand, he could feel her radiating heat, heat hotter than the bathwater they were submerged in, looking up he was still a bit intimidated by her immense height,

“My Lady, th-this is unbecoming.” Daulton said, trying to not let it be shown how much the dragoness was turning him on. She smiled at him and she slowly moved her hand from his cheek and then began to trail it down his chest admiring the musculature of the knight before her.

“I don’t think it's Daulton.” Esapharia said using just his name for the first time, she moved her hand down further and further, past his stomach and stopping were his now erect cock was, when she touched the tip of it, with a clawed finger Daulton let out a gasp, he’d never been touched like…well…like this before.

“Are you nervous?” Esapharia asked. Daulton nodded and she kissed him deeply and then whispered into his ears, “Don’t be, I’ll make sure you’re well taken care off.” She said as she moved her finger from the tip of his cock to the base of it, wrapping her hand around his shaft. She began to stroke and pump his shaft up and down slowly and steady. Her hands were soft yet rough, a strange contradiction if Daulton had ever felt one, he’d never done anything like this with himself let alone with anyone else and to have such beautiful dragoness was now giving him a hand job. Esapharia began to pick up speed, her hands gripping his cock a bit harder, and she began to use her other hand to fondle and play with his balls, his breathing was becoming more erratic as he started to feel himself near climax. Then she stopped, his cock was twitching hard wanting to cum, but that release wouldn’t come.

“Not yet,” Esapharia said as she left the bath, “Come to my room tonight and I’ll show you so much more than that my knight.” Esapharia said as she left Daulton behind, his cock aching for release. Gritting his teeth, he willed himself to overcome his annoyance and finished washing himself. And after eating a lovely dinner in his room, Daulton was led by a servant to Esapharia’s room. The servant opened the door and he stopped through and was greeted by a sight he’d seen before, a naked dragoness now laying on her bed.

“I’m so glad to see you Daulton.” Esapharia said as she shifted on the bed and laid down becoming for Daulton to come towards her. He swallowed and moved towards her shedding his clothing and stepping onto the bed the dragoness moved so they were close, and she kissed him deeply like before, their tongues mingling together, her forked one and his normal one swirling around each other, he could feel hers make its way down the rest of his mouth and enter his throat, Daulton let out a moan as she Esapharia began to move her hands to his cock once more like when they were in the bath. The dragoness rubbed and stroked his cock with the same gentleness she’d done before, using her height to her advantage Esapharia moved Daulton to his back and she began to stroke him faster and harder. His cock was twitching in her hand and she grinned as she brought him to climax, Daulton let out a low moan gritting his teeth as his cock let fourth several spurts of cum, spraying his seed all over Esapharia’s hands and belly. The dragoness grinned as she brought her hand up to her lips and licked his seed from it.

“Now it’s time for you to service me.” Esapharia said as she laid on her back, motioning for Daulton to come forward, he moved towards her, and she placed his head between her legs. He took a tentative lick of her snatch and then began the work of making her feel as good as she made him feel. His tongue plunged in and out of her pussy, he was not sure if he was doing this correctly, he’d never done anything like this in his life. Though he could hear Esapharia moaning in pleasure as he played with her snatch, so he must be doing something right. He soon began to lick faster and father added kisses every so often as he explored her depths with his tongue. Esapharia moaned louder and louder as Daulton continued to eat her out. Esapharia clutched at the sheets of her bed, as her moans began to grow louder and louder, she could feel herself reaching her edge. She could feel it creeping ever closer and closer, then with a glorious release Esapharia came, hundreds of years of pent up need: all coming out in a single glorious event. Esapharia clutched tightly at her sheets, almost ripping them as she writhed and arched and contorted her body in pleasure at the first orgasm she’d felt in several hundred years. Her body was on fire now, more so than usual, and the only thing that could douse this flame was Daulton’s cock inside her.

Esapharia pushed Daulton on his back, straddling the knight she smiled down at him, her imposing size and strength evident, she lined up his cock with her slit and slowly impaled herself upon it. Hissing out a moan of pleasure, Esapharia stopped just at the hilt of his cock, then with the movement of her hips she pushed up and then slammed her hips back down again, the two moaned in unison at this motion feeling: Daulton because this was his first time and Esapharia because she’d been through a several decades long dry spell. Up and down his shaft she bounced as she rode him, with Daulton holding firmly onto the dragoness’ hips as she did, her heat was becoming a raging inferno inside, she wanted his cum inside her: Now! So Esapharia began to ride him harder and faster, the man beneath her letting out several moans of pleasure as he could feel himself get closer and closer to his climax.

“Esa-Esa.” Daulton tried to stammer out her name, warn her of his impending climax, the dragon pushed him down onto the bed and rode him faster and farther, then with a whine he came inside her. The dragoness threw her head back in pleasure as she felt her lover’s seed flooded into her womb, she let out a small jet of flame as she reveled in the warmth of his cum, she collapsed atop him a satisfied grin on her face. The two too exhausted to really do much afterwards feel asleep still connected to one another.

The next morning after taking separate baths, Daulton came to Esapharia at her throne and kneeled before her. A surprise, but she waited to see what he would say.

“My lady, is it okay if I stay with you.” Daulton asked this amused to empress to no end, she didn’t expect him to say that not that she was opposed to making him hers forever, she motioned for him to rise to his feet, and she placed a single finger on his chin, and she smiled at him a smile like the ones she’d given him before.

“If that is what you want sir knight,” Esapharia said as she kissed him deeply and smiled ,”Then I accept you into my court as my consort.” She said happily. Though a throne was not made for him yet, Daulton happily stood next to his new empress, the two would eventually go on to carve out their own empire together, but that is a story for another time.