The Sage of Einar

Malene who was sitting on her throne looked with disgust at the man in front of her.

"You are a disgrace of a man, I asked you to do something as simple as collect taxes.

But you couldn't even do something so simple and only caused the stupid Henning tribe to challenge my status as queen.

Still not satisfied with that you come back crawling to me, looking for me to grant you soldiers to organize a massacre which will make me look like a bloody tyrant! "

The man who was kneeling and tied up watched as Queen Malene began to fiddle with the back of her throne.

Malene tried to keep calm, so she held her nose "I think I could take advantage of the stupidity you did to clean up the idiots who still don't accept my reign once and for all.

This will be your last chance to show that you still have value to me.

If you fail this time, I will send you to the stupid Anders squad so that he himself is in charge of giving you a punishment, which even in Valhalla you will not be able to forget. "

After this, Malene rose from her throne and pointed to the guards who were guarding her "Get this piece of shit out of my sight."

The guards wasting no time towards the kneeling man and took him away from the throne room as they did not want to risk making the queen angry.

When Malene left the throne room, he headed for his chambers with the intention of preparing a workable plan to solve the mistake that the stupid Dagmar had made.

As she walked, she found her little son Klaus in one of the corridors of the tower who was riding his slave as if she were a horse.

"Klaus when you finish playing remember to go to the kitchen to get something to eat."

Klaus who was pulling his slave's hair nodded and gave his mother a smile "Yes mom I'll take care of going to eat when I finish playing with this Christian bitch."

At that moment Klaus remembered something he wanted to say to his mother, so he pointed to one of the small windows in the hallway.

"Mom, we can't do something with the smell of barbecue and burning wood that comes from outside, it's that it hurts my nose every time I have to breathe and the window is open."

Malene who looked fondly at her son bit her lip and walked towards him so she could caress his small head.

"Klaus, you must know that your mother is going to do everything possible to repair the mistake your father made so try to be strong my son, and endure the aroma.

I promise you that if you hold out long enough, I will give you a full jar of honey so you can eat whatever you want. "

Little Klaus nodded very happily and, pulling the slave's hair, he headed towards the kitchen.

Seeing that her little son was leaving, Malene put her serious face and continued on her way to her rooms.

In her chambers, Malene sat on a wooden chair and closed her eyes' That stupid Henning tribe will pay for what they did.

If they think that because I am a woman, I cannot govern like the idiot Harald they are very wrong, but of one thing I am very sure.

Their heads will be a pleasant reminder to the Jarls that betrayal is paid for with death.

Thorben, bring the Christian monk and bathe him! "

The guard who was guarding the room ran in order to search for the monk who was in the dungeon.

In the tower dungeon, a rather dirty monk was with his head bowed, as he was disappointed in the pagans.

Those who did not accept the word of God and were not satisfied with it had locked him up in this place for some months. He would have gone crazy if it had not been for a rat that he had as a pet.

Which she fed with the little stale bread they brought her to eat.

As he prepared to pray to keep his sanity, he heard someone enter the dungeon.

Guessing that it was perhaps another prisoner like the one who had entered a while ago claiming to be the king, he was surprised when the great wooden door opened and he was dazzled by a torchlight.

It was then that the monk tied his hands, and he was violently pulled out of the dungeon.

On the way, the monk did not understand why he was taken to a kind of stone room that had only one hole.

To his bad luck, it was at that moment that two warriors approached where he was and abruptly began to remove his clothes, even taking away his wooden crucifix, leaving him completely naked.

Feeling the cold in his body, he saw how two slaves entered the stone room with some buckets of hot water and some rags.

Due to the warriors who were caring for him, he was only able to cooperate while the women meticulously cleaned his body.

The monk could only see completely black water falling to the stone floor while the dirt on his body was being removed.

While he was being carved by the slaves, he felt one of them grab his penis, so he watched in horror as the slave stimulated him.

He tried to endure the erection caused by the slave's grip but to no avail as it did not take long to enlarge his penis.

The slave gave the monk a flirtatious look and continued with the stimulation of the monk's large erect penis, who only gritted his teeth while trying to relax.

The other slave who watched her companion do her work took scissors out of her dress and began to cut the monk's pubic hair, to look for something strange that could harm the queen.

When the monk could not hold on any longer, he could only ejaculate in the hands of the slave who cleaned the white liquid on her hand and on the monk's penis.

The warriors who had seen everything could only laugh at the stupid face the monk made. One of them turned to see his companion.

"I bet the queen will use the whip on him, because of his virgin dog face I'm sure he won't use the candles on his body."

His partner who was scratching his beard made a face "I think she will kill him after using it, although with the queen regent anything can happen.

But what do you think if when we leave this trash in the wolf's cave, we visit the prince's slave, from what I heard from the kitchen guard.

She seems to be very good at moving her hips while crying like a whore. "

After finishing cleaning the monk and finding no sign of something wrong with his crotch, they gave the monk a clean linen garment that had a flowery smell.

As they climbed the stairs of the tower, the two guards stopped before reaching the second floor of the tower and one of them turned to look at the monk seriously.

"Monk, you will follow the queen's instructions and remember that there will be other guards guarding her rooms.

If you try to do something, you will suffer a fate worse than death. "

The monk just nodded silently and followed them until he reached the second floor of the tower, where he could hear the screams of some women.

That they seemed to be being raped and beaten so that he could only bow his head and pray silently for the poor souls that the pagans were making suffer.

When they reached a wooden door cared for by four great warriors, they put a rope in his hands and then put him in the queen's room.

Where he could see her looking towards one of the windows with her hands behind her back.

"Monk, I want you to write some things for me, everything I tell you is a secret that if somehow it reaches my enemies ..."

Malene turned around and with her blue eyes looked at the monk with hatred "I will take care of sending a large group of Vikings to your hometown and burn everyone in front of you.

Now write!"

The monk who was quite nervous sat down and using the rudimentary tools he was given began to write down what the pagan queen dictated to him.

After writing on parchment for a long time and with his tired hands, he felt delicate hands hug his neck.

This made the unprepared monk want to move, but unfortunately, he knew that if he did something, the queen would not like him could end up very badly.

When Malene saw the monk's reaction, she used her tongue to caress his lips, as if she were savoring the taste of the lamb of God that she wanted to eat.

The monk then felt the breath of the queen who was breathing on his neck as it rose to his ear.

"Hey monk, I'm quite stressed out and I want to forget about my obligations for a few moments.

How about you help me, I'm sure you will like being treated by a queen. "

Blowing into the monk's ear, the queen lowered her hand down the monk's thin chest to his crotch to very subtly enter his pants and take the monk's penis.

The feeling of being touched by the queen made him forget the fact that he was a monk since at that moment he could only enjoy the treatment they were giving him.

Malene, seeing the monk's closed eyes, used her free hand to take a golden dagger from his clothes.

"You know what I like best about men."

The monk who did not know what to answer shook his head.

Malene brought her mouth closer to the monk's ear "I like that they are dead ..."

Hearing this the monk opened his eyes, but it was too late as the queen stuck the dagger in his chest. In disbelief, he looked at the queen as he felt that his life was coming to an end.

Malene, seeing the monk's incredulous face, laughed "Your body will serve me very well, but before you die, I will tell you why I like dead men."

Using her hands Malene took off her dress revealing her beautiful body as she sat on the monk's legs "I like dead men why I don't have to worry about not being satisfied."

With his finger in his mouth, he looked at the monk with desire "Since the erection lasts as long as I want."