Date: Wed, 12 Oct 2016 05:45:04 +0300
From: kalrouthstory@gmx.com
Subject: An Alliance for Tomorrow (science fiction/ fantasy)

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Chapter 3: Khadesh

Being the son of the Shah comes with great benefits, but also a lot of
responsibilities. Khadesh never really liked being the prince of Batur. He
did enjoy the perks of it, having servants be ready to your every need, the
most delicious food the land could offer, and having the finest
clothing. What 20 year old wouldn't like that? What he didn't enjoy was
being stuck for hours inside the palace. As a prince he was to be expected
to accompany his father to every Royal meeting. Whenever his father
travelled to other parts of the lands he had to come. He hated riding
camels.  And those travels meant to travel for days on the beasts.

The travels, however, gave opportunity to one of the things Khadesh enjoys
the most, explore the region. Batur is the largest region in all of
Kalrouth. It hides many hidden cities, long lost to men. No one knows
exactly who the inhabitants of this cities where, for they have been
desolated for centuries. Most people didn't care about the cities, others
said they where cursed. That didn't stop Khadesh from sneaking out of the
palace and exploring these cities.

Whenever they travelled, at night, he would sneak out and search for any
nearby ruins.  Sometimes he would find jewelry, or clothing. Sometimes only
sand. But that's the exciting part about exploring for him.  The thrill of
being somewhere that no one has touched in centuries.

His father, of course, did not approve of these acts from his only
heir. His only consolation was that his son was capable of defending
himself. From a young age, Khadesh demonstrated strong abilities to control
matter. It wasn't rare for people in Batúr to develop telekinesis, but
Khadesh could do something that no one else could: manipulate the matter in
objects. He had the ability to add or withdraw mass from objects making
them heavier or lighter than they truly where. No other person had that
ability in all of Batúr. All of this made Khadesh an exceptional
adventurer and yes even a good warrior if the situation needed it.

Today was the first day of the three day trip to the Isa'ahku, the Great
stadium of Batúr where the inner tourney would take place. Each region
will have an inner tourney to choose one victor who will move on to the
main event that will take place on the Grasslands.

"Do you think there will be many cute men in the tourney Kandra?" Khadesh
asked his little sister.

"You shouldn't have your mind if there will be cute men 'Desh, you should
be wondering if there will be any strong contestants." Kandra answered
back.

"I know for sure there will be strong opponents, and I'm sure I'll beat
every single one of them. There's nothing that can beat my techniques."

"The scorching heat hasn't melted away that confidence of yours has it?"
Kandra said teasing his brother.

"Not for a second, you can be sure..." Then a faint shimmer caught Khadesh
attention.

"Are those ruins over there?" He asked eagerly.

Kandra looked in the direction her brother was pointing, using one hand
over her eyes to avoid the sunlight.

"It appears so." She answered

Khadesh now address one if his servants who was a few steps ahead if his
camel in the caravan.

"You, slave. Are there any ruins in this area?"

"No, my prince. No one has traveled those lands in years. It is said to be
cursed." The servant said.

Khadesh could feel the excitement of discovering this new ruins. Night was
soon to fall and, with nightfall, the caravan would stop and make
camp. That would be the time to wander and see what he could find.

Once everyone was settled for the night Khadesh sneaked out of his tent and
remembered where he had last seen the structures. He quickly recognized the
path and started running. Once he gained momentum he leaped and expertly
manipulated his own body mass to make him lighter and so, with some quick
telekinetic movement, he hovered over the ground.

He had never shown anybody this skill as it is said manipulating living
things wasn't possible, but for some reason he was able to do it on
himself. And only this extent. He had a limitation as to how long he could
keep it up. But he's been practicing.

He quickly reached the place he was searching and softly landed in
front. The structure was a slim tower, about 3 stories high. It looked
nothing like the buildings and structures of the Batúr people. No one
knows who built these old structures or what happened to them. Khadesh knew
if he looked hard enough he'd find a clue to answer that old question.

He searched a way to get in and found a small window. He decided to sense
if he could move any of the stones so he could climb. He sensed a few loose
stones and proceeded to slightly pulled them out.

"That should make it easier to climb." He said to no one in particular. He
expertly climbed the ledge and got to the window. Once inside he couldn't
see a thing as it was pitch black. At least outside he had the
moonlight. He searched around to see if there was anything to light. He
found a torch not far away and mentally brought it close to him. Using a
couple of small stones he created a spark and lighted the torch.

He could see a spiral stairway leading down. It clearly lead even deeper
than 3 stories. It meant that the rest of the building was buried
underground. He started walking slowly down until he reached the bottom
part. It seemed his descent took him very deep into the ground.

There where many carvings in the walls. Words and symbols he couldn't
understand but had definitely seen in other buildings before.

He stumbled upon what appeared to be a big door. And for the first time in
all his years he recognize some of the writings.

"No way! This is as unbelievable as a grasslander with skill!" He
approached the door and placed the fire close to the marks at the door
frame.

"Once the group is formed and allies tested, the gateway will be revealed."
(I'm pretty sure you can come up with something more mysterious or
something that rimes) Khadesh read out loud.

"This makes no sense. Why would this be written in our language? The need
to get through the door grew even more in his heart. He sensed the door but
for some reason he didn't feel it. He could sense every other wall and
brick in the room except the doors. He tried controlling it again with the
same failed result.

He wouldn't allow a simple door to stand in his way to the closest clue to
an answer. He started hurling rocks into the door in an effort to break
it. He even tried throwing rocks with extra mass in them.  Making them even
stronger. Still the door would fall. He tried with one last big rock but as
soon as it hit the door started glowing and inside his mind he heard a
voice.

"You are not ready, child. But soon you will." It was a woman's voice. He
fell to his knees in awe. Never had he experienced something like that. Who
was this mysterious voice. He decided to return to camp and think on what
to make of this. He knew the structure wouldn't move. That same magic that
protected the door probably protected it from other intruders.

Defeated he returned to his tent. To his surprise his father was there
waiting for him.

"It is late my son!" He said in a tone that Khadesh recognized. It was a
mix between anger and concern.

"Not now father! I am not in the mood for a stern talk when you know for
sure I'll do it again." He said walking into his tent and started
undressing from his dirty garments.

"I know you do. Did you find anything interesting out there?" The Shah
asked, his tone hinting great curiosity. Just slightly enough for his son
to pick it up.

Khadesh was standing in front of a mirror when he removed his undershirt
and thought about his answer while he looked at his own reflection.

"No, I found nothing yet. But I may be close."  He said as his eyes looked
down on his reflection. He saw his tanned skin and his fit abs. He ran his
hands to where his blind treasure trail started. For a second he forgot his
father was still there. He looked back towards the Shah.

"You're still here?" He asked abruptly.

His father only smiled at his son.

"I know what gets your mood back up when you become this irritable." His
father started walking towards the entrance of the tent.

"I had him ready just for you when you returned. Come in." He gestured
someone into the tent.

In came a young man, light skinned, completely naked except for a pair of
semi transparent pants.  Khadesh recognized him as one of the slaves from
the harem. Immediately his member started twitching in anticipation. The
harem was full of skilled boys in the art of sex and this one was no
exception.

"I'll leave you to it. Just remember we continue our travels at sunrise!"
the Shah said and just like that he left.

The young boy walked towards Khadesh and raised his hand to release his
hair which was chin length.  He reached out and touched Khadesh's pecs.

"Let me give you pleasure, master!" The young servant said as he lowered
his hand into Khadesh's abs and waist. He started kissing Khadesh in the
neck then moved slowly towards his nipple. Gently he kissed and nibbled on
one nipple while caressing the other one with his hand.

Khadesh could feel the pressure in his pants, and he could also see the
young man's own member growing erect thorough the semi transparent
fabric. He started breathing heavily as the servant kissed lower. Khadesh
sat down in a chair in front of his mirror where he could still see his own
reflection as the servant went down on him.

His pants where slowly removed and Khadesh hard member popped out. Lust
could be seen in the servants eyes. He started kissing the head of
Khadesh's 7 inch cut cock. Then after a few seconds of kissing, he started
slowly licking the it, giving so much detail to every part of it.

Khadesh grabbed the young man's head by the hair and directed the servants
mouth to his throbing dick. The servant quickly obeyed and started sucking
it with much delight. He started touching himself after he removed the
little clothing he had. Khadesh could feel the servants head going up and
down his member until his breathing became uneven and his toes curled up
and he felt the orgasm rushing through his every fiber.

He exploded inside the harem boy who gladly drank every single drop of the
delicious nectar.

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That's it for chapter 3 I hope you enjoyed it. Feel like it ended quite
abrupt?  Don't worry it'll transition nicely into chapter 4.

As always if you've enjoyed the story so far, or have any questions make
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