The Legend of Ailith and Lady Safire(Part 1)

Long, long ago in the wilds of Scotland there lived a nobleman who had a wife named Safire, and a daughter named Ailith who had just turned nineteen and was as lovely and temperate as an April day on the glen. Of her mother Safire, named for her long locks of red hair, it was said that there was no woman in all of Scotland more beautiful. Yet, if the truth be known vanity had pierced Lady Safire?s heart and she lusted after beauty and the affection of women. And it was true of the nobleman that he lusted after hansom young men who he brought to his hunting cabin. The two only pretended to have a marriage and each indulged themselves in their own passions and vices.One bahis şirketleri night?s when the moon hung full and plump as a milk nurse?s breast, Safire traveled to a glen to visit a pool, within which dwelt a magic trout, who was all-seeing under the power of the full moon. ?Tell me, Troutie,? said Safire, ?Am I not the most beautiful woman in all of Scotland?? And it should be known that each time Safire had asked in the past, the trout had said ?yes?, yet he could no longer. ?Oh no, that crown is no longer yours,? said the trout, ?It is Ailith, your daughter who is as brilliant in her beauty as the moonlight that pours over your ample breasts my lady,? bahis firmaları and the trout would have no more to say on the issue. The queen returned home in a rage and took to her bed. And even Helen her lesbian handmaiden, who was known far and wide for her magical tongue, could not lick Safire?s pussy well enough to bring her back to wellness.Safire called her husband home from hunting and buggering and there in her chambers, as Helen ceaselessly pleased her lady, told him she would not be well again until she could have the heart and liver of Ailith on a silver platter. Upon hearing this, the nobleman wanted to help his wife, but could not in good conscious, kaçak bahis siteleri sacrifice his daughter. The nobleman sent Ailith away to work in service of a widow, and young daughter whose son was one of his many lovers. He did this in secret without letting Safire know. Ailith wept in the carriage the whole way there. She felt forsaken and lost in the world with no one to comfort her.The nobleman went out and killed a deer and cut out its heart and liver and brought them to the queen on a silver platter.Believing Ailith dead, the queen rose from her bed, well and healthy. A year passed and the day of another full moon came when Safire made her way to the pool and the magic trout.?Tell me, Troutie,? said Silver-tree, ?am I not the most beautiful woman in all of Scotland???Oh no,? said the trout, ?it is Ailith, your daughter, whose beauty and grace surpasses even yours to this day.?