Shadow
Copyright© 2025 by Ka Hmnd
Chapter 5
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 5 - William, an illegitimate son of the king, returns home after being away for a while, and finds the kingdom in turmoil. He becomes a thief that helps the poor.
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual High Fantasy
When I opened it, Patrick and a couple of men were there. “Yes?”
Patrick smiled. “The guards are searching in the city. The thief struck again and stole everything the new duke, Brasalow, had.”
The other men nodded, and I opened the door wide to show I was in a nightshirt. “Build up the fire and start the stoves. When the guards show up, have them escorted so we know they do not take anything.”
The men nodded and left. Patrick grinned. “Have a fun night?”
I smiled. “Actually, I did.”
I turned to get dressed before following him out. It was almost noon before the guards got to us. Their search was thorough, if done reluctantly. We had wagons and runners out when Patrick found me working on the loft in the tannery. He grinned. “I have a few customers.”
I nodded and straightened before using the new stairs and going to my room. I quietly uncovered one of the chests as Patrick watched from the door. I scooped out what he needed and then covered the chest again. He grinned and slapped my shoulder before leaving. I went to check some of the other projects, including the new wagon some of the men were building. I also moved four large, empty barrels to the edge of the river inside the city.
That evening, as we ate, I called a meeting, and after everyone gathered around, I had different people give reports of how things were going. We had another dozen families join us during the day, but they were settling in. All but one dress shop in the city had gone out of business, so I suggested starting one here. Several times, the guards walked by or came to the fire to warm their hands.
It seemed my brother was pissed, and heads were rolling. A new curfew law was in effect throughout the city. It was supposed to start as soon as the sun set. As it grew dark, everyone went to their beds, and I slipped into the shadows. I waited and moved towards the river. The older boys had been hunting snakes along the banks all day. There were only a few snakes moving as I stripped and hung my clothes on the corral of another abandoned warehouse.
I slipped into the water and swam out to the middle of the river before turning to let the current carry me towards the wall. I ducked and swam down and under the bars before surfacing on the other side. I was careful swimming to the side with the waiting barrels. I quietly moved the barrels into the river and started swimming across. I let the current pull me down the river a little as I swam until I finally reached the old, half-sunken boathouse.
I used rope to pull up the chests of money and secured them under each barrel. The swim back up the river towing the barrels was accompanied by loud grumbles and flashes of lightning. I sank the chests again and let the barrels go before swimming down and pulling each chest under the bars. I surfaced on the other side of the wall and looked around as lightning lit up the area.
I swam to the bank and walked out before using a rag to dry off. I got dressed and carefully slipped along the wall and down to the tannery. I saw guards several times but managed to reach the safety of my room. I lay back thinking and grinned before getting up. I carefully went through the door in the wall and moved hay back to cover the grain door before slipping through the city as it began to rain hard.
It was easy to get into the gatehouse and cross over. All the guards were huddled together under whatever they could find. I moved through the silent streets straight to the king’s Keep. I slipped around the outside walls to the river fork before going to the small door hidden in the wall. I used a long, thin dagger between the door frame to lift the inner locking bar.
I closed the door after I was in and used sulfur matches I kept wrapped to light a tiny lantern on the wall. I checked the floor for snakes before stripping out of my wet clothes. I used the lantern and followed the narrow way into the Keep. This was one of the old, hidden escape routes out of the Keep. When I came to the other end, I hung the lantern before blowing it out.
I pulled the wooden lever, and the thick panel opened. I stepped into an old, dusty room and looked around with a smile. Once upon a time, this had been my room; now it was just another small, dusty room left unused. I closed the panel and crossed to the other door. I turned to pull a small, dusty cloak from a peg and wrap it around me before slipping into the hall.
I moved down the hall and glanced up the stone stairs before quickly moving past them. At the other end of the hall was a small linen closet. I opened the door and glanced towards the stairs as I heard footsteps. I slipped into the closet and closed the door before feeling for the back wall. I pushed on the right side, and the wall pivoted. I slipped into the small space and carefully pulled the wall back into place.
The space I was in was a bare pace wide and two long. What it had was a wooden crosspiece like a ladder. They led up behind each of the linen closets on the upper floors. I moved up in the pitch blackness and used my hands to feel along the wall. On the third floor, I pulled and tugged to pivot the wall. I carefully slipped into the closet and closed the back wall.
I listened before opening the door and looking around the empty, semi-dark hall. I closed the door and walked down the hall to a room at the end. I listened before opening the door and slipping in. I glanced at the man and woman sleeping on the bed before moving to the side of the fireplace. The embers of the fire still gave off light, so I was able to find the stone I was looking for.
The sides of the fireplace extended out before angling towards the wall. I pushed the stone in, and the one below it had a hole like a handle. I looked at the sleeping couple before pulling on the lower stone. The wall grated a little as it turned and pivoted. I glanced at the bed before slipping in on one side carefully. I held the rough stones and pulled the wall closed.
I shifted over in the pitch blackness, feeling with my feet. The small hole seemed a lot smaller than I remembered, but I managed to climb down through it. I listened for a long time after I reached the floor below. I finally felt around until I found the stone lever and pulled. I pushed, and the wall opened to another room with glowing embers lighting it.
I slipped into it and glanced around at my brother’s study. Against the far wall were the treasure chests with crests on the wall above each. I went to the large desk and looked around before taking the pouch of gold to one side. After that, I moved each of the chests into the space beside the fireplace. I had to stack them to make them fit, and then I went to the wall that held my father’s sword.
I took it down and put it with the chests before climbing onto them and turned to pull the wall closed. Going back the way I had come seemed to take a lot longer, but the thunder and heavy rain seemed to cover any noise I made. When I reached my clothes, I dressed and opened the door to see the river swollen. It was almost to the door as I turned and slipped a dagger under the locking bar.
I closed and locked the door before moving along the Keep walls. It was simple to get back to the bridge and cross over. When I reached the inn and the stables, I almost walked into three guards huddled together in the stables. They were trying to stay dry, so I had to slip back into the shadows. I managed to climb up to the stable loft window and climb in.