Herald of Steel

"What do you mean why? Do you mean why I was raped under your order?"

As Miss Linda threw out this accusation, Alexander felt incensed- both towards the woman and then towards those guards.

"...." And so angry was he that for a moment, he found himself speechless.

What could he say to this? It was his words against hers.

"Do you have any proof… of what you say?" So unable to produce anything better, Alexander found himself at last gritting out this.

Although even he himself found it was a long shot, as obviously any 'proof' would have been already 'washed' away by Miss Linda taking a simple bath.

"Heh heh," And thus, in keeping in line with his conjecture, the other side gave an extremely scornful laugh at what the lady saw as a very pathetic attempt.

"This is my proof," The lady then brazenly sneered, as she unabashedly opened her legs wide, revealing her single slit smooth pussy for all to clearly see.

It was tightly closed like a beautiful unbloomed flower and seemed to slightly shimmer, as little beads of sweat and juices had already started to coat its entrance.

Any man seeing this would have loved to have a taste.

But not Alexander, at least not at the moment, as he was too busy feeling irritated.

He understood what Miss Linda was saying.

She was not showing him this spring scenery out of the goodness of her heart, but she was using her female sex organ to make the point, 'I am a woman. Is anyone going to believe that you when I say otherwise?'

And it was a very potent answer.

Because it was a fact that captive women were generally abused like so in this time period.

And although noble captives like Miss Linda were usually spared and treated with respect, Alexander knew if Miss Linda were to make the accusation, the people would most likely choose to believe her over him.

Because most of the Margraves were already angry with Alexander, which was kind of understandable given he did take them hostage and all, and so they would love to kick him down using whatever excuse they had, whether it was legitimate or not.

Knowing this, Alexander thus found himself in a dilemma.

He could not let Miss Linda reveal the fact of what the two guards had done, regardless of whether it was consensual or not, or even if it was true or not,

But the question then was how? How was he going to stop her?

Because the lady had made it plenty evident that threats of violence would not work.

So now what? Gag her?

Or cut off her contact with the outside world until this whole thing blows over?

That was obviously not possible given what Alexander wanted from her.

And as Alexander thought about it, he soon found that not any of the so many other ideas that came to his mind were feasible.

The only way to stop her seemed to be 'offing' her- and that clearly was an untenable proposition…. at least for now.

So Alexander decided to try the next best option, interrogating her, as he turned to the shamelessly spread legged lady with a cold gaze and clenched out,

"Do you dare to swear that I ordered such a filthy act in front of the gods? And invoke their wrath if you are wrong?"

Without the existence of proper surveillance and investigative methods, this type of ' witness based evidence' was highly prevalent at the time and was even seen as highly reliable in the eyes of a court of law.

This was also understandable given how superstitious the society of this time period was.

It was assumed that no man or woman would be foolish enough to incite the gods by using their sacred names to commit a crime.

Because then the curse of the gods would be upon them and such a thing would be a hundred times worse than any benefit they might be able to achieve by deceiving the court.

And this was what Alexander trying to use- intimidate the lady using the power of the divine.

He of course knew that the lady was lying, and that he certainly had not ordered such a horrible thing done to her.

On the contrary he had asked to make sure that absolutely no harm fell on her- you know the exact opposite of what Miss Linda was saying.

So Alexander was hopeful that with the gods involved, it would be enough to make the lady feel apprehensive about her claim.

However, Miss Linda did not take the bait.

She did not dare to such brazenly test the gods, as despite what Lady Miranda had claimed, Miss Linda did have still some reverence for the divine, even if it was much paler than the regular folks.

But she also did not need to take the risk.

As shrugging her shoulders, she smirked, "Heh, why should I? This was what I heard as the guards took me. That they had received permission from you. How would I know if they were speaking the truth or simply saying this as an excuse to take advantage of the situation?"

In this way, the lady had so cleverly managed to dump the burden of proof on the two foolish guards instead.

And then not satisfied with only parrying Alexander's attack, decided to deliver what could be said to be the nail in the coffin of the entire idea, as meeting Alexander's eyes with her mesmerizing pair, Miss Linda chuckled,

"Hehe, in fact, if anything it should be those two guards that should be put in front of the gods. Make them swear that you had nothing to do with it," following which the lady's beautiful pair turned crescent shaped as she taunted,

"That should be easy, right? Since you are so sure that you never ordered such a thing, obviously the men will testify that it was them acting all alone against orders. It will clear you of all suspicions and everything will become clear… isn't that right Lord Alexander?"

It went without saying that the last part of the sentence was uttered in the utmost sarcasm, as if Alexander were to really put his guys on trial, sure they might exonerate him of any guilt, but in the same process, they would also be forced to admit what they had done.

They would not be able to avoid talking about the act during their trial.

And if that were to come out, then whether Alexander was guilty or not would actually turn moot.

Because the Margraves family and much more importantly her husband Lord Parker would be entirely enraged regardless, perhaps even more than they would have been if this was only Miss Linda's verbal accusation, if for nothing but the officiality of it all.

And it was recognizing this possibility that Miss Linda made the offer, her tone bemused and taunting, knowing Alexander could never actually do it.

And hearing this, the man was truly beginning to see that he really could not hold a candle to this dangerous lady when it came to the eloquence of speech.

Miss Linda had always held the advantage during all their talks and it might be really just that she was better than him at this.

"......" So feeling frustrated, Alexander subconsciously pursed his lips, his eyes turning dim and helpless, despite all the beautiful scenery 'sitting' right in front of him.

Which started to get even better as Miss Linda decided to tease the man, bringing her dainty fingers to her exposed organ, and sultrily cooing while gently tracing her thin pink lips,

"Ahhh! My lord, you should have been there. Those two idiots enjoyed me oh very much. Hehe, one of them even went on his knees to lick me off. Like this….. Hehehe."

The lady was now openly gloating, as Miss Linda then tipped over her wine cup and drenched her perfect pink organ with the last remaining bits of the drink, causing the liquid very sexily to flow over the delicate flesh and letting an intensely fruity scent emanate from there.

Once again, the woman knew how to flirt.

As further evidenced by how in almost an instant she turned her face from disdainful to alluring, meeting Alexander's gaze and so very sexily biting her lower lips,

"Come, my lord. I am inviting you. Will you reject me still?"

"You know it is even shameful for me to be in this state. I was just joking with you earlier. The only one I want is you. Ahhh! I have been so lonely! My husband has not touched me in so long… Ahhh come Lord Alexander…. Come tame your little vixen… mmmnn!

Suddenly claiming all the earlier things had nothing has been but a ruse, Miss Linda then put on a very 'expectant' face, as if she could not wait to be railed by the strong man, as she then opened her lower lips into a butterfly shape, and thrust two of her fingers into it, producing a wet lewd *squelching* sound accompanied by a soul stirring moan from above.

While Alexander just stood, unable to determine anything.

'Was is it true? That everything she had said was all just empty talk? Was he that attractive?'