Micky Carre
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King of the Goblins 2—Chapter 19
🕑 Added 2024-06-22 01:52:39 +0000 UTCAfter lunch, I washed my face and hands and hurried away from the royal palace. If I stayed there much longer, I was half-afraid Zia was going to start having all of the most beautiful women in the area line up in front of me so she could convince me to bang them. Well, not the worst way to spend an afternoon, I suppose.
As I walked through the halls, I took a deep breath and decided to just go with it. To not let it stress me out. If I was expected to bed a hundred women, then I would do that and enjoy every second of it. My wives were still my wives, and nothing would change that.
I pushed the small door to the throne room open and passed through. An older servant was there, dusting the thrones. Like the rest of the serving women in the royal palace, she was absolutely gorgeous, even though her hair was fully gray. Granted, all goblin women were gorgeous, but I had a feeling Zia purposely selected the most beautiful women to work here.
The servant smiled at me in a very friendly manner, then turned so that her ass was facing me. She bent over like a pinup girl, dusting the throne in a position that flaunted her curves.
“Good afternoon, Your Majesty,” she said with a wink.
“Alright, that’s it,” I said, and walked straight to her.
“Do you need anything, Your Majesty?” she asked, her expression suddenly turning serious as I stepped up to her. She quickly straightened up and held her feather duster in both hands. All the servants flirted with me, and they all knew I tended to be a bit shy around them. She looked like she was concerned she had taken things too far.
“Yeah, this,” I said. I bent down and took her face in my hands, then thoroughly kissed her. I let my hands slide down the sides of her neck, then to her body where I squeezed her large breasts. My hands continued down her sides, her hips, and finally landed on her ass, which I also squeezed.
“Oh, my goodness,” she said when I was done. She sounded a bit out of breath after that, and color stained her cheeks. “I wasn’t expecting that, Your Majesty.” From her tone, she definitely enjoyed it, though.
I bent down and pecked her on the lips, then winked at her.
After that, I walked across the throne room, towards the stairs. The servant watched me as I left, probably uncertain if I was going to do anything else. I just chuckled to myself.
At least when I left the throne room, I didn’t have to worry about that anymore. Don’t get me wrong, having beautiful women flirt with me all the time was great, but it could get distracting.
Well, I had decided that if they flirted with me, I was going to react. We’d see if that made them flirt more or less.
“Is the general in?” I asked as I entered the barracks. At least no one here would flirt with me.
“Oh, good afternoon, Your Majesty!” a young soldier said, saluting as he snapped to his feet.
“Yes, yes,” I said, returning his salute. “The general?”
“Yes, Your Majesty. He just went back to his office a few minutes ago.”
“Thanks,” I said.
Before I had to deal with walking through the busy halls, I grabbed the shadow stone from my pocket and slipped it in my mouth. I felt a bit cheesy for doing that, but I didn’t feel like returning a hundred salutes and greetings over a fifty-foot hallway. The shadow stone let me walk to the general’s office door unseen.
“Ah!” a young soldier shouted as I suddenly popped into existence right next to him.
“Sorry, carry on,” I said, putting the shadow stone back into my pocket.
I knocked on the general’s door, and pushed it open when I heard him shout “enter!”
“Good afternoon, general,” I said as I walked into his office. It dawned on me that as king, I could just walk in without waiting for his permission, but I wanted to be polite. After all, my behavior would influence everyone else’s.
“Your Majesty,” he said, standing and saluting me.
“How are preparations going?” I asked. A chair was in front of his desk, so I sat in it and motioned for him to sit as well.
“All is well, Your Majesty,” he said as he sat back down. He shuffled through a few papers on his desk. “We expect the elves to slaughter the trolls, but I went ahead and put two hundred men on standby. They’ve been training all day with long spears, and they’re ready.”
“Two hundred?” I asked. “Not all at once, right?”
“No sir,” he said, shaking his head. “They’ll be working in shifts of a quarter-day each, so they’re always fresh. If the trolls even make it this far, I expect them to die before making it twenty feet into the tunnel. And that’s assuming you aren’t able to kill them with your magic.”
I nodded slowly. “Good, good. Perfect.” I looked around his office a bit, not sure of exactly what to say. “I’ll be honest, general. I’m a bit at a loss here. I’m not sure what to do.”
“Well, you can do whatever you want. You’re the king,” he said simply.
I laughed. “No, I mean I have great leaders working for me. You, Kord, my queens. I feel like I should be busier each day, but the lot of you make things easy for me. At this point, I’m just waiting on the attack as well. Do you have any scouts out there?”
He nodded. “I have my fastest men patrolling the forest in pairs. As soon as they see something, they’ll bring word of it.”
I frowned. That was somewhere we could improve upon things. “No horses?” I asked.
General Rolf shook his head. “Oh no, no. Not down here. Horses need too much space, they eat too much food, and they never stop shitting. Our city would be a mess if we kept any horses down here.”
“That would make the scouts a lot faster, though,” I said.
He pursed his lips. “Yes, I see your point. We’ll have to figure something out, especially with this new city.”
“Oh, that reminds me,” I said. “Once we establish the second city, we’ll need someone to command the forces there. I’ll need you to find the right person.”
He nodded sharply. “I already have someone in mind, Your Majesty.”
“Excellent. Well, I suppose I’ll meet up with your soldiers tomorrow morning.” I stood and shook his hand. “Thanks for all your hard work, general.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty,” he said.
I left his office and put the shadow stone back into my mouth. My earlier comment had been spot-on; between him, Kord, and my wives, I had it easy. Hell, Silvy could run this entire place by herself while making it look easy.
I decided to leave the shadow stone in my mouth as I left the building. The Royal District was plenty busy that afternoon, with soldiers and workers swarming like ants. Soldiers trained in the distance for the attack. On the logistics side of things, other men ensured those soldiers always had fresh food and clean water, as well as somewhere to relieve themselves. Workers produced extra weapons in the event that the spears broke.
There were a lot of gears in this machine, but they all turned smoothly. It definitely went a long way toward making me feel better about the upcoming attack. I was halfway tempted to just walk to the hot springs and check out the babes, but I decided against it. Instead, I decided to go back to the tunnel.
With the shadow stone in my mouth, I slipped through the Royal District unnoticed. When I got to the hot springs I definitely spent a few minutes looking around. It was hard not to, considering how beautiful the women were. I reminded myself that not only could I have any of those women I wanted, but they were eager for it. Plus, my wives were pushing me in that direction. Well, when all this was done, maybe I’d make everyone happy by fathering an entire generation.
Smiling to myself, I left the hot springs. When I got to the Tunnel District, I removed the shadow stone from my mouth.
“Good afternoon,” I said, saluting the group of soldiers as I approached them. They all snapped to their feet, but I made a dismissive gesture with my hand. “No, no, go about your business. I’m just making sure everyone is okay and ready.”
“Yes sir,” the corporal said. “We’re ready for anything, Your Majesty.”
I noticed that a weapons rack had been erected against the stone wall, so I went over there to check it out. The spears leaning against the rack were long, probably ten feet or so. I grabbed one and examined the spear point.
I was no expert on weapons, not by a long shot, but these were clearly nasty weapons. The spear point itself was long and narrow, probably a foot long and only about two inches wide at its broadest point, the kind meant to slip between pieces of armor. At the base was a rearward-facing hook with a point sharp enough that I nearly cut my thumb on it.
“In case they make it into the tunnel, Your Majesty,” the corporal said. He noticed I was checking out their spears and approached me. “The spears were designed to deal with the armored trolls. The points are thin, so we can stick them into narrow gaps in their armor. The hooks are so we can grab them and pull them off balance.”
“Nasty stuff,” I said as I returned the spear to its rack. “I think they had something like that back in my world. A glaive or something. I can’t remember the exact name.”
After that I took my time walking down the tunnel. Workers pushing carts filled with loose stone passed by me. They seemed to be making excellent progress. Zia would be pleased, and so would Kord.
The guards at the mouth of the tunnel saluted me, but I waved them away. “You’re fine, I’m just checking things out. Go about your business,” I told them.
I walked out of the tunnel and stood at the treeline, perhaps thirty feet away. I found it interesting that it could be so tranquil, so peaceful, when giant monsters were coming to kill us all. After a minute I sat down with my back to a tree. I stayed there for probably an hour, just letting my mind be at ease.
It was voices that snapped my head around. And not just the soldiers talking about how excited they were, but different voices. Specifically, women’s voices, and I thought I recognized one of them.
“Tressi?” I said, looking back towards the mouth of the tunnel.
Sure enough, the exploratory team was returning. A dozen armed men stood there, greeting the soldiers at the entrance to the tunnel, and among them were three women, one of them Tressi.
With a smile, I stood and walked over to them. Of course they all stopped what they were doing and bowed, curtseyed, and saluted. I was really starting to get sick of that.
“Aaron!” Tressi said, and ran over to me. She threw her arms around my waist and hugged me tightly. “We have great news!”
