{"sf1_id":349463,"sf2_id":"bebpJWwn","title":"Seeds of a Glowing Ember – 07","author":"Little Red Wolf","words":739,"posted_at":"2012-03-04T06:40:00.000Z","tags":["F/F","Human","Plot Development","Short"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/349463-seeds-of-a-glowing-ember-07","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/bebpJWwn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/63/7b/637b8e2d-ac6e-4ef3-84ee-a12d48b94aea","description":"#8 of Seeds of a Glowing Ember","content":"Once more the light of the sun was upon them, and though it was covered in gray clouds, Lana knew she needed to stay in her room.\u0026nbsp; The tumbling of her mind caused her to tousle back and forth in her bed.\u0026nbsp; _What is Mother scheming?\u0026nbsp;_ The question repeated and the answers were uncertain and strange.\u0026nbsp; Occasionally, a strange set of feet would pass by her room, bringing new questions as well.\u0026nbsp; _Are we moving to a new place?\u0026nbsp; Is Mother gathering her strength for a new plot?\u0026nbsp; Who is this dark lover which she has selected for me?\u0026nbsp; Is he one of Mother's old lovers or part of some seductive new game being played so that we will have the money to get away from this place?_\n\nThe noise in her mind was deafening, and neither covering her ears nor closing her eyes could stop it.\u0026nbsp; After much frustration, she focused on her friend, and reached out with her feelings to the place where she felt she might be.\u0026nbsp; Then there was a gentle feeling of joy inside of her body, and before too much time passed, a knock attended her door.\n\nFlying out of bed, Lana sailed through the air, slid back the bolt, and pulled hard on the iron handle.\u0026nbsp; A squeal of delight filled her as she brought her friend inside.\u0026nbsp; \"It worked!\" she told Marion.\u0026nbsp; \"I brought you to my door with my mind!\"\n\n\"I _thought_ I heard you call me,\" the blond servant called with a smile.\u0026nbsp; \"Well done.\"\n\n\"Isn't it wonderful?\" Lana asked with a giddy bounce.\u0026nbsp; \"I'm becoming more like Mother every day!\"\n\n\"I think you should work to become more like you,\" the young maid told her after a slight twitch.\n\n\"Oh, Marion,\" Lana giggled, \"Mother is not _bad,_ she's just scary!\"\n\n\"Of course, Mistress,\"Mariontold her in a way which brought a pout to the young noble's face.\n\n\"Fine,\" Lana said as she rolled her eyes, \"so what are our guests up to?\"\n\n\"The old man is reading while the younger man sleeps.\"\u0026nbsp; There was a pause as Lana expected to hear more but her friend was strangely quiet about saying more.\n\n\"And?\"\n\n\"It is hard to say, Mistress,\"Mariontold her.\u0026nbsp; \"The old man is a priest ... and I do not trust him, but the younger one is a better sort.\"\n\n\"Is he handsome?\" Lana asked, and her friend gave a slight smirk.\u0026nbsp; \"Ohhh ... I knew it!\"\n\n\"He is pleasing,\" the maid told her.\n\n\"Pleasing?\" Lana blinked.\u0026nbsp; \"That's all?\"\u0026nbsp; She studied her friend's face and finally grew a sly smile.\u0026nbsp; \"Would you like him to bring you a gift?\"\n\n\"Mistress!\"Mariongasped.\n\n\"Well why not?\" Lana asked her.\u0026nbsp; \"You have needs!\u0026nbsp; If he meets them you could ... what's that you've got there?\"\n\n\"His ... gift,\" the maiden said hesitantly.\n\n\"But-\"\n\n\"It's for you,\" she said softly.\n\n\"Oh ... Marion ... I'm sorry,\" Lana said with her eyes fixed upon the small box in Marion's hands.\u0026nbsp; She trembled as she took possession of the parcel and found her way to her art desk where she could open it.\u0026nbsp; \"Charcoal?\"\n\n\"And ashes,\" Marion told her.\u0026nbsp; \"He _is_ a Friar, after-all.\"\n\n\"I have not drawn with charcoal since I was a child,\" Lana reminisced.\n\n\"I wonder how he knew,\" Marion said quietly as her mistress heard only what she wished to hear.\n\n\"He will come to me then,\" Lana finally said with a mixture of excitement and sorrow.\u0026nbsp; \"I'm so sorry, Marion.\"\n\n\"Our arrangement provides me with what I need,\" the servant said bravely.\n\nLana closed the box and crossed the room to where her friend stood.\u0026nbsp; \"Don't you ever get tired of eating the same thing every day?\" \u0026nbsp;Lana's impish smile spoke her true meaning.\n\n\"Not at all,\" Marion said as she accepted the offer and moved forward into her mistress' personal space, \"in fact I feel a bit pequiche.\"\n\nTheir lips met, and it did not take long for them to begin tasting with tongues the flavors of each other's skin.\u0026nbsp; In moments their garments fell to the floor and they collapsed into the luxurious bed.\u0026nbsp; Hands explored in familiar patterns as experienced lovers traveled to the places each knew the other desired.\u0026nbsp; Neither hesitated in venting their frustrations and drawing what they needed.\u0026nbsp; And when at last they shuttered and fell, Lana fell, at last, into slumber, and Marion composed herself, and then slipped out to return to her duties.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Seeds of a Glowing Ember","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/349199-seeds-of-a-glowing-ember-06.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/349464-seeds-of-a-glowing-ember-08.json"}}