Recent content by Michiko Nishanti

The day unfolded, Michiko lost in her mind. She remained near but quiet, tempting conversation out of Kaelen Silverblood. Attempting to divine the sensations roiling through her after the dream. Dreams were not always harbingers, but today... something in the atmosphere shifted. A drift in the...

It came to her, as slumber drifted near, her constant bedfellow. Michiko could love this man. Given time and proximity, even with his hands unskilled in more docile pursuits than war, Michiko would love Cedric Silverblood’s brother. Exhausted and well sated, Michiko tugged Kaelen Silverblood’s...

Kaelen Silverblood’s hands would take training, Michiko soon discovered. His muscles innocent to the movements of proper massage, ignorant of such pleasures. The attempt was welcome. Private and halting, as if she were the first to receive such gifts, the seed planted. She spoke softly, when...

He rose and the moment was over. Spell broken and turned about. Kaelen would recover, his emotions ordered and calm reigned. In the years since losing her House, Michiko’s powers were a cure for symptomatic stresses, a thrown-about parlour trick used by Zal to prove her worth. None dared to care...

“Is that the joust we imagine tonight?” Her laughter abounded, sweet and calm at Kaelen’s joke. “Cedric didn’t find me. My cousin Lord Zal Nishanti sent me on a mission of return for the cargo of the doomed Silverblood ship Hyacinth. My troop and I came across House Pirmetton laying waste to...

The emotions shifted, turning to the negative as Michiko thought on. Kaelen seemed more dangerous, sceptical or confused. Michiko raised her head off his shoulder, and sunk into her beer. Was she failing? Would he not want her the moment they arrived at the Castle? Did she even want to be...

Cedric Silverblood’s warnings about his brother’s familial curse began to clear in Michiko’s mind. The trickle of others around them was as inoffensive as a light spring rain, which barely brushed upon the ground. Kaelen was an ever shifting tempest, a winter’s sleet upon breaking ground. His...

Kaelen Silverblood had partial truth dawn on him, yet Michiko smiled softly, her eyes keen and awake. He would understand fully in due time. And then they would see, whether the marriage was to be fulfilled or falter. Dare she tell him more? Or leave it for Cedric? Either way, her ears perked...

His arms were welcoming. Body warm, and Michiko only recognized how cold she felt to the bone as the night progressed to a balmy morning. Kaelen Silverblood was a man she could grow to love. The frost in her limbs faded for a pleasant spring of the spirit, her hidden spirit unfurled. To say...

Michiko walked into the room with a cautious turn to her shoulders. Was she in a private room in the Inn with her... what was Kaelen Silverblood? He was a man. One, who had too much on his shoulders, while his coin bought him a moment's peace. Michiko walked through the room's locked door, the...

Her attendants didn’t seem to have trouble sitting in with Kaelen Silverblood’s men. Michiko craned her ears, but with the hubbub of the Tavern, she could barely tell they were talking. Maybe she should have waited at the Castle, like Cedric suggested? Was this the best of her ideas? Smoothing...

“I beg your… what’s wrong with my thighs!? You… haven’t a clue of what I spoke to, do you?” The more she looked at the great Kaelen Silverblood, the more Michiko wondered if his mind had simply shut itself down for the anticipation of the rut. Her eyes narrowed. She glanced behind her, almost...

“Hah! Hahaha, oh I strolled into that both boots in a trot, didn’t I?” The others said Kaelen was a flirt, but seeing for herself the way he worded everything to get a maid he never met in his bed was amazing. Shaking her head, Michiko couldn’t help but smile. “And the ride out here laden with a...

Kaelen Silverblood ’s eyes lingered on Michiko’s battle attire. Her eyes batted… perhaps the rumours of his flirtatious nature were far from false. Michiko pursed her lips and waited for a reply, sliding to sit across from him at the table. For one who seemed so light, he took his...

"Commanders and their duties, eh Lord Silverblood? We shall be patient while he handles what he considers most important, and go from there." Michiko smirked at the emotions roiling off Cedric. As much as it was want to control the lives of others under their Hall, sometimes those controls never...