Kadja: Gaining Power
Chapter 3

Copyright© 2010 by JoeTortuga

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 3 - In order to complete her warrior training, Kadja must find a way to tap into her sensual magic power.

Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Magic   Fiction   Light Bond  

The next three days were a special kind of hell. I lay there for a while, but just like I don't avoid sex well, I'm not good at being still. That third chakra was almost as strong in me, and I needed to be out moving and doing things, Jayne was right about that. I spent the night prowling, something I don't let Travia know I like to do. It's how Jayne and I got enough money for her to go into training. I'm good at climbing and sneaking and, well, acquiring. A girl likes her loot.

I didn't steal anything those three nights, because that's another thing that makes me horny. No, I just climbed up the roofs of Winterhaven, and made my way around the city I knew so well. I went back and forth across the city a few times, and even made it as far as the castle walls. But I'm saving that approach for later, because I may only have one real chance at it. No sense getting caught and spending my nights in jail, when I needed to be on Temple hill soon.

The goal was to tire me out enough I could sleep through the day, and it generally worked. On the third night, I put on my best chainmail -- the same set I wore for Travia earlier in the week -- and headed for the gate to Temple hill. I left most of my things at home, just a pair of daggers because I'm naked without them. I didn't think it'd matter much for the ritual, and it'd be worse to be without.

When I dropped down in to the square outside the gate, my sister was already there. She was easy to spot, as she had a couple apprentices with her as torch-bearers. I didn't recognize them, but that wasn't surprising. Her Master was a bit secretive in general; Travia was much the same with outsiders.

There were two of them, a woman and a man, both cute. I wondered if both or either of them would be involved in the ritual. While I prefer men, I don't abhor women. And my nerves were such that I didn't much care who fucked me, so long as I got fucked.

"Hiya, Jayne," I said, walking up to them.

"Kadja," she said nodding. "Ready?"

"Yep. Where are we going?"

"The Aerie," she said, and turned to walk through the gate. I followed in behind her, and the apprentices positioned themselves in front and back, lighting our path.

I looked up at the Aerie, the second highest point in the city -- the highest being the spire atop the castle. The Aerie, though, is a tower, thirty feet in diameter at the top, and built by some ancient and long-dead civilization. It was here when King Tolbin founded Winterhaven five hundred years ago. It was a few generations after him that the spire got built. People with ego problems don't typically found lasting empires.

The Aerie, though, was wide at it's base, and had a spiraling staircase built around the center.

Carvings spiraled up the outside, making a particularly easy climb. I figured it would be faster and easier to climb up the outside, but I didn't think we'd be managing that today. I added it to my list of things to do, though. All in all, it was a pretty cool place to get laid.

Jayne stepped forward at the gate, and spoke to the priests who were guarding the entrance. She spoke in low tones to them, and handed them a small bag of coins. I arched my brow -- who was paying for this? I hoped it wasn't me.

"Let's go," she said. "To the top." We went through the gate. The Aerie has a spiral staircase that hugs the outside wall. Newer construction on the inside abutted the staircase, making it a long hallway that ran up the side of the entire building. Every twenty feet or so, there was a door into the inner tower. They were all closed, and I know for sure the first two were locked. I'd know about the others, too, but Jayne gave me a look when she heard the second rattle.

I'll have to work on that.

After fourteen doors, the stairs ended with a wooden hatch in the ceiling. The male apprentice, who was leading handed his torch to Jayne, and swung it open. I could see the moon shining above us as we climbed out onto the roof of the tower. It was a perfect circle, about thirty feet in diameter. Seven stone torch stands were spaced evenly about the circle. The border of the tower ended in little one-foot talk triangular spikes that made it look like a crown from the ground. From the outside they look like they'd deter a thief, but I knew better now.

In the center of the circle was a waist-high altar about the size of a small bed. Next to that was a chest that looked new enough to be out of place. Seeing that Jayne said, "Good," and walked over to it. "This is a good sign."

 
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