The Lust Lord Librarian

The entire surroundings of elves stood there stunned by the sudden words of the human with strange golden hair. Surely they had heard wrong.

They looked at each other, and then at Nimrodel, the most dangerous assassin of the entire Glassborn Kingdom.

Why would such a woman be given such an order by this man?

One of the sun elf knights, Sah’keth, who was known for being the strongest swordsman amongst their group, suddenly drew his weapon. His dark brows furrowed with rage, and he pointed his blade towards the newcomer.

"Nimrodel, shall I cut down this creature? He dares to speak to you like that. Who does he think he is? I will remove his head from his shoulders, and pierce my metal through his—"

His words were cut off, as the realm’s strongest assassin suddenly rose onto her tiptoes, and puckered her lips. Then, she locked mouths with the human.

If it were a simple quick kiss, a peck, then even that would have been enough to throw the guards into a shock. No man who wasn’t just as dangerous as her should have been able to receive such a thing from Nimrodel Nevernight.

But it was not just a peck. It was a deep, long kiss.

The human wrapped his arms around Nimrodel’s small waist, and the pair explored each other’s mouths with their tongues.

The guard’s jaw dropped.

Penelope smiled as she watched her lover assert his dominance over them.

Adal dropped his hands to the woman’s ass and groped at her small, yet plump cheeks. He squeezed and spread them, ruffling up the back of her assassin’s robes. They rose slightly, revealing the smooth bronze skin of her legs.

Then, Adal pulled away. A string of Nimrodel’s saliva snapped off between them, and the woman stood there for a moment with her tongue hanging from her mouth cutely, and her eyes closed.

Once returning to herself, Nimrodel wiped her mouth and cleared her throat. Her cheeks were flushed, but otherwise, she did not seem to care about obeying the man’s orders in front of others.

The guard, Sah’keth, who had previously drawn his sword and pointed it at Adal, had now dropped his sword arm, leaving it hanging limp by his side.

His eyes were wide, and his jaw dropped. He didn’t even notice, but there was a bulge in his pants, and many of the others, from watching Nimrodel be dominated in such a way.

"L-lady Nevernight..." Sah’keth’s voice stuttered. "Who is this man?"

Nimrodel didn’t even turn her head to look at her guards when she spoke.

"A greater man than any of you." She responded sharply, before returning her attention to Adal. "Librarian, are you here to see the Snow Elf?"

Adal smiled and nodded his head. "I am. I trust she has been kept safe, and unharmed?"

"Yes, just as you ordered," Nimrodel responded, dropping the jaws of the guards again.

Why were the assassins accepting so many orders from this man?

The only people who could make Nimrodel respond in such ways were the King, the Glassborn Great General.

And yet, even those men could not make her kiss them. She would sooner die first.

"Good. I would like to see her now."

Nimrodel nodded her head and turned towards the guards. Immediately, the still stunned men cleared the way for Adal and Penelope to pass.

Nimrodel stayed by the entrance and nodded her head to Sah’keth.

"Sah’keth, take them to her cell. If anyone questions you, tell them that I will put Glass Steel in their hearts." Nimrodel ordered the swordsman.

Adal could see the hesitation in the man’s face, but it was only there for a split second. Afterwards, he nodded his head aggressively.

"Yes, Lady Nevernight."

Afterwards, Adal smiled at the assassin and thanked her. They were then led inside by Sah’keth.

The entire time, Penelope followed close beside him.

~~~

As Sah’keth directed them through the Prisoner Tower, he tried to listen to the voices of the two people following behind him.

The blonde-haired man who had somehow given orders to Lady Nevernight, and the Green-haired human woman with the round curvy body with him.

Then, something happened that frightened him. He found himself being frightened just to listen to his words.

Sah’keth was scared of very few men, and those few were always Sun Elves, of the few Snow Elves that could rival them.

Never in his entire life did he think he would ever be afraid of a Human!

He wanted to kill the man, truthfully. He was level 20 after all, with a class that was greatest that most fighters at his level. Yet, he still doubted himself.

Could I even beat him if I tried?!

"Sah’keth, was it?" The human’s voice suddenly called out to him.

Sah’keth gulped.

"Y-yes... It is." His voice betrayed him and stuttered.

"I want you to be honest with me. Has the snow elf been harmed by any of your men?"

"No... No one had laid a finger on her. It is as Lady Nevernight told you. She told us that we would lose our lives if we touched her, and so would our families."

Adal chuckled. "Good. I was just making sure that Nimrodel told me the truth. There would be trouble otherwise."

Sah’keth gulped again.

Trouble. Is this man so powerful that he can even bring Lady Nevernight trouble?!

...

Just who is he?!

~~~

When they arrived at the top floor of the tower, Adal ordered Sah’keth to leave them alone.

Adal and Penelope stood outside the only occupied cell on the top floor. They were so high up, that from the window, he could see the entire city.

In the occupied cell, a beautiful tall woman with long orange hair, pale skin, and pointed ears, slept peacefully on a mattress. She had been stripped of her clothes, but since she was facing away from him, Adal could not see her curves.

It was Olympia Hightower, and it was time for her to wake up.