Byte’s Journey

Lady Byte sat in her meditation chamber deep in thought. Her blade sat by the door along with her armor. She knew that soon another would try to claim her. She sat cross-legged and nude as she thought.

Byte was considered one of the most beautiful women in all of the land. Her raven hair was like silk and offset beautifully with her pale skin. Her dark eyes danced when she laughed but grew cold when she fought. She had a full chest and toned body. Her legs were long and lean and many a man had dreamed of feeling them wrapped around him.

As she meditated, the door behind her opened. A petit blond walked in and softly cleared her throat. Byte turns and looks at the girl. The girl was barely 18 with fair skin and shoulder length blond hair. Her blue eyes spoke of her intelligence. Her petit breasts were only covered by a very thin dress that only barely covered her ass. She spoke in a soft voice like velvet.

”My lady another is here.”

Byte sighs and stands. She stands at 5’10 and weighed 150lbs. She straps on her leather armor and walks out with her long sword. She blinks her eyes to adjust to the brightness and then looks at her visitor.

The man sat on his horse in shiny armor. A broad sword hung from his side and when he spoke his voice was of regal upbringing.

“Lady Byte I have come to claim you as my bride.” He acted as if this should be all she needed to go to him.