Chapter 96:
In the room decorated with an ancient style, the fire in the fireplace squeezed the oil out of the pine branches and made a sizzling sound as it fell into the flames.
On the mantelpiece was a clean silver cross shield, and beneath it were two ancient swords.
Both the sword and the shield were incomparably clean and clean, not a speck of dust stained them.
In the reflection of the metal’s surface there was a reflection of the war going on in a large bed opposite the fireplace.
Three snow-white bodies intertwined, and the intense battle between a man and two women caused the metal frame of the bed to groan unbearably.
A voice filled with pain and joy rose and fell within the room. It seemed that even the fire could feel their passion. Therefore, the flame of the flame was flickering, adding a sense of ambiguity to the room that was filled with boundless spring.
Saurun pressed a hand to the neck of the woman with the long red hair and entered the white body in an almost violent manner.
The woman screamed in pain and almost sat up straight. However, Saurun laid on the bed helplessly and let her do whatever she wanted.
The other woman, dressed as a healer, hovered with her lips over the bodies of Sauron and her companion, her thin tongue riveted with rivets, her cold metal protuberance thrilling their senses.