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Am… am I better than mom?” she felt she had to ask.\n\nThe paladin clung to his daughter as he mulled the words over, one hand slipping away from her mane to softly land upon her left breast, inadvertently flicking her nipple. “I’m not sure I can truly compare the sensations. It has been a very long time since your mother and I knew each other so intimately. Sorry, Lyrah.”\n\nLyrah squeaked softly at his inadvertent flick and reflexively covered her nipple. “S-sensitive,” she hissed gently, and after a moment she moved her hand and placed his back upon it, albeit much more stationary than before. “I get it, dad. Don’t worry. I’m sorry,” she apologized with another nuzzle.\n\n“No need to be sorry. I understand the curiosity, sweetheart” he reassured her and followed with yet another, tender kiss, his fingertips tracing the curves of her breasts absently. “I… I do hope you enjoyed yourself too, though,” he felt he had to add, trying to hide the uncertainty in his voice.\n\nLyrah kept her eyes trained upon her father as he spoke. “Oh daddy, I’ve never felt anything like that before,” she cooed softly and wriggled even closer to him, although their bodies were already flat against each other. “Touching myself doesn’t even come close, and… well, I guess I wouldn’t know what it’d be like with anyone else,” she mused, her cheeks flushing.\n\nDrenan let out a soft sigh of relief as she confirmed his hopeful suspicion. It was then that he fully realized that he’d just taken his own daughter’s virginity, or at least she’d given it to him without remorse or regret. He felt no such regret himself as he held her there and pulled up the bed sheets to allow the both of them to slip beneath them for even warmer cuddles. It was an act that most would hardly even dream to dare of doing, let alone attempt it, but the closeness that he’d felt with the daughter he thought he’d lost touch with was overwhelming his warm heart. She was only the second female he’d ever mated with in his own right after all, and even then she still seemed so much like her mother that it almost felt like it had with her so many years before. Lyrah was so much more innocent though, and there was a devotion that she’d been establishing with him for many years that his late wife hadn’t quite tapped. Such thoughts were quickly pushed away in his mind as the thought of his love lost to the earthmother saddened him, and in his post-climactic haze all he wanted to do was think of his beautiful daughter.\n\nLyrah had snuggled firmly into her father’s chest and lost herself in her own thoughts. Drenan had been the only male she’d ever had a true romantic interest in, and it almost seemed like a dream that she was there in his arms, fully nude and vulnerable to his touch. She trusted him without even a hint of doubt, and even if he’d proposed or simply started doing something she might normally dislike, Lyrah felt she’d submit to him anyway. She was a strong-willed woman, yes -she had to be to survive the perils of the world- but in her own home she felt a surge of pleasure in submitting to Drenan, her own father, and who she felt was the love of her life all at once. His fur was softer and warmer than it had ever looked, and even his coarse, war-worn hands seemed gentle and soft to her. She gladly pressed her breasts against his chest and gently rested her womanhood against his thigh, legs curled around his entire leg. She loved him, and she knew without doubt that he loved her just as much.\n\nConversation grew sparse, but the occasional musing and random question leapt from one tauren to the other. Both were in a haze of pleasure, and it wasn’t too much longer before their breathing evened and their eyes slipped closed. It had been years since Drenan had accompanied his daughter to bed, though it had always been due to a bad dream and never without pajamas, but discomfort was far from present in his bedroom that night.\n\n- - - - - \n\n\tIt was Lyrah who awoke first as the sunlight filled her father’s room as it did almost every morning. Her azure eyes flickered open slowly as the warmth of the sun reached them, and with a deep yawn she attempted to stretch herself until she found that her body was almost unable to move. She’d rolled onto her side in her sleep, and behind her Drenan had his burly arm curled over her waist to gently rest upon her belly, while the other laid beneath her head as a makeshift pillow. Despite the constraints, Lyrah had to smile while she recalled the previous night’s events. There was still no shock or remorse, rather a familiar warmth that filled her entire body at the thoughts. She made a silent note to herself to commit them firmly to memory.\n\n* * * * * 27\n\n\tStill, as considerate of a young woman as she was, she found that nature was calling her quite loudly this morning thanks to the night before, and her father’s grip was keeping her from answering that call. She struggled for a moment to try and gently lift his arm away, but any resistance caused his arm to grip her plump belly more tightly. With a soft squeak of a grunt she forced her father’s arm firmly up and off her, rolled off the bed onto the rug, hopped to her feet and made a beeline for the bedroom door.\n\n\tEven with the forceful shove, Drenan remained fast asleep. The large tauren rolled over sleepily onto his back and snored loudly, which in turn made Lyrah feel better as she sped naked through the house and out the backdoor to their little outhouse. It was several long minutes before she’d finished her business, but once done she dipped her hands in a nearby pool and sighed in satisfaction. The night before had made the temporary discomfort more than worthwhile.\n\n\tWhen Drenan did finally awaken, he did so rather quickly when he realized Lyrah wasn’t at his side. “Lyrah? Sweetheart?” he called out and hopped out of bed, striding out the open bedroom door to check her room first. No sign of her. “Lyrah?” he called again and shuffled naked down the stairs and into the open main room.\n\n\t“In here, daddy!” she called out from the kitchen, just then stepping out with two large plates of prepared raptor meat and eggs. Rather than naked, however, Lyrah had dug a sizeable apron from the kitchen closet, and even though it was sewn for a tauren, her bust made it difficult for the cloth to properly cover the better half of her plump breasts and belly. “Good morning, big guy,” she cooed seductively and walked up to him, raising herself onto the tips of her hooves and giving him a tender kiss on the cheek. “You musta slept well, hmm?”\n\n\tDrenan was almost instantly subdued at the sight of his daughter, relaxing himself with the exception of his manhood. The delicious sight of his daughter’s prominent sideboob was more than enough to bring him to at least half mast without much thought. “How could I not with a goddess beside me?” he returned with a warm kiss of his own to her lips.\n\n\tLyrah giggled happily and turned sharply away from him, playfully swishing her rump and tail back and forth as she did so. The apron covered approximately one percent of her backside with its string ties around her waist, and the temptation overwhelmed the paladin as he reached out and gave his daughter’s bum a firm spank. “Oof!” she cried and lurched forward a step, nearly spilling the platters, but she was hardly angry about it. She looked back at him with flushed cheeks and a grin before setting the plates down and patting one of the cushions. “All for you, dad. You need fuel for today.”\n\n\t“Fuel, hmm?” he had to ask as he sat down where she’d patted. “Do you mean something specific?”\n\n\t“Ohhhh, nooooooo,” she cooed, and before he could grab his plate Lyrah had stepped in front of him. Her plump bottom began at his eye level and slowly, sensuously sank down until it tucked itself neatly into his lap, his half-erection growing as it nestled itself between her soft thighs. “Just enjoy breakfast for now. Were you planning on going anywhere today? I was kinda hoping I could keep you home today….”\n\n\tThe soft sensations around such a tender area were more than pleasant for Drenan, and without complaint he took up his platter and began his meal, chatting between bites. “I hadn’t planned anything special today. I had considered running to Orgrimmar for a couple supplies-”\n\n\tBefore he could finish his sentence, Lyrah softly squeezed her thighs around his erection as one hand reached around to squeeze his waist, the other holding her own platter. “No!” she added suddenly and turned to look at him with concern. Her cheeks flushed yet again as she fumbled to regain herself. “I mean, maybe I could come with you if you do?”\n\n\tAs good as Drenan felt, he couldn’t help but feel concerned as well. “Is everything alright, sweetheart? You seem troubled,” he added and traced an open hand’s fingers along her arm and up to her cheek gently.\n\n\tShe bit back a soft sigh, and ultimately she realized there was no reason not to tell him. She was at peace with her father now, and there were no moods or plans to ruin to speak of. “I… I’m just not sure I wanna stay home alone, daddy. Yesterday someone stopped by, and I think he tried to come in.”\n\n\tDrenan’s eyes narrowed as he squeezed his daughter protectively. “A trespasser? Who was it?”\n\n\tLyrah sighed sadly. “It was Farseer Keldah. I don’t know what it was or why, but he came by yesterday when you were gone. He said he just wanted to talk and check on me after the Faire thing, but when I told him I wasn’t decent and to go away he tried to come inside.”\n\n\tThe paladin looked as if he was about ready to blow a gasket. “Keldah!? That bastard,” he swore quietly as he sat down his platter and clung to his daughter. “Did he hurt you? Did you hurt him?”\n\n\tShe chuckled weakly at the last part. “I blew him away from the door and locked it, then I went and locked all the windows and closed the curtains and stuff. He went away after that, but… I don’t wanna deal with him if he comes back,” she admitted.\n\n\t“You shouldn’t have to deal with something like that,” Drenan assured her and stroked her mane, his expression still one of anger. “I know he’s been your teacher for a long time sweetheart, but if I’m being honest with you I’ve never liked him. Many years ago he gave me a cryptic warning when you were born, and ever since he’s been more intrusive in our lives than I’d like.”\n\n\t“Warning?” she inquired. “How do you mean?”\n\n\tDrenan recalled the shaman’s words many years before. “He told me to take caution and not to be overly enthralled with you. He told me not to replace your mother with you, and that you were a woman rather than an object.” It was Lyrah’s turn to appear angry. “I know, he was out of line. He seemed to think I couldn’t handle raising you on my own, and even now he seems intrusive. If he comes back, I’ll speak to him. If you see him at the door, get me first, understand?”\n\n\tLyrah nodded firmly and leaned heavily against her father, sinking into his embrace. “You bet. Thank you, daddy,” she cooed and nuzzled his shoulder. “I know you’ll always be here to protect me.”\n\n\tDrenan let out a gentle chuckle at her words, but in truth he understood her devotion and felt the same of her. As far as he was concerned, he wouldn’t let Keldah near her ever again, regardless of his intentions, whatever they were.\n\n* * * * * 28\n\n\tThe pair finished their breakfast in contented silence, and as they finished they stood up in unison and lingered for a long, tender moment as they shared a deep kiss. With an exchange of smiles the two of them parted for their own rooms to ready themselves for their excursion.\n\n\tDrenan found himself somewhat torn. The weather was quite warm as the seasons neared the end of summer, and as useful as his armor had been recently he had found it incredibly stifling and constricting. Orgrimmar was relatively safe nowadays anyway with its wyvern riders and such that he figured he’d dress a bit more boldly this day. He couldn’t help but feel that his intention was based on pleasing his daughter, but either way his chosen outfit would be far more comfortable. He ended up deciding on a pair of leathery shorts while completely ignoring any form of upper coverage. It was not uncommon to see males without shirts on working in the city, though the stigma continued for women with some degree of conflict. The shorts themselves were old -he generally used them to do outdoor chores with- and had a few holes in them, but the closest hole to his groin was halfway down the thigh, so as long as he ensured he was properly-adjusted, he still had coverage.\n\n\tAs much as Lyrah would’ve liked to leave the house without much on herself, she knew better than to risk the wrath of the guards. She’d found herself more than thrilled to show off her bare body to her father, and she even got a bit of a rise from showing herself off around other people. She knew she was Drenan’s mate now, and getting others’ attention was more to prove that they couldn’t have her, and of course she knew her father loved looking at her. She eventually settled on a thin shamanic drape that simply hung down over her shoulders to cover at least her nipples and the lesser portion of her breasts, though she knew if she were to lean over too far anyone within five feet would get an intense eyeful. She loved skirts, but she felt she’d worn enough of them lately and decided on a rather tight-fitting chain bottom that looked more like a thong than anything. The leather beneath the chain exterior covered her nethers and the crease of her rump, but her furred bottom was still rather well-exposed. She took her time admiring herself in her mirror at the thought of walking around a big city with next-to-nothing on, and after a quick brush of her mane she left her room yet again.\n\n\tThe two reconvened in the living room, both of whom took one look at each other and went wide-eyed. Drenan was the first to speak. “Well hello there. Are… you certain you want to leave the house like that, sweetheart?”\n\n\tLyrah’s cheeks flushed as she sized her father up and down. It’s not like he hadn’t gone shirtless at home before, but his powerful chest had so much more appeal for her now, not to mention the obvious bulge beneath the worn shorts he’d chosen. “Is it too much?” she asked and performed a little twirl for him, her drape flaring up with the breeze to give him a teasing glimpse of her hidden flesh, although there was little to hide when she had such extensive cleavage and, for lack of better terms, sideboob and underboob for him to drink in.\n\n\t“I… I think you’ll be just fine this time. Just stay close today, okay?” he added, stepping up and draping one hand against her lower back with a smile.\n\n\tShe instantly, almost reflexively, pressed her chest against him and nuzzled his neck, tilting up to kiss his cheek. “You bet, dad. I think I’m good then. You gonna be okay without a shirt?” she had to ask, her gaze concerned. He was a paladin after all, and to those who knew him he’d always been more than modest.\n\n\tDrenan nodded firmly. “I think it’ll be a nice day today, and this is honestly a nice change of pace,” he admitted as they made their way to and out the door. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt so free before. I’m more relaxed than I thought I would be, but I think I owe that to you.”\n\n\tShe cocked a curious eyebrow as her father summoned his wyvern, though she was quick to follow suit. “What do you mean?”\n\n\tBoth tauren hopped up onto their saddled wyverns and took off, chatting as they flew. “Well, I think you taught me something, honestly. The discipline of a paladin is a stringent code, and it is one I have followed for a very long time. But I’m growing concerned now that I may have missed out on a great deal of pleasant things in life in doing so. The sun on my fur right now, coupled with this rushing wind, is exhilarating.”\n\n\tLyrah beamed happily at him and turned her wyvern in a giddy loop-de-loop, once again flashing her father with her unstable drape. “That makes me really happy. You make me really happy,” she called above the rushing winds.\n\n\t“As do you, Lyrah,” Drenan called back. It wasn’t long before the pair touched down before Orgrimmar’s northern gate, and with happy steps the pair dismissed their mounts and walked casually into the bustling city. As renowned of a war hero as Drenan was, seldom did he come into the city, and seldom had Lyrah been there as well. Only a few select people would recognize them as father and daughter, or at least that’s what Drenan believed, and with this thought in mind he reached out for his daughter’s hand and took it with a firm squeeze.\n\n\tLyrah beamed once again as she squeezed his hand in return, skipping softly as the couple made their way past numerous vendors and trade merchants. Despite the sights, both tauren found it difficult to take their eyes off one-another, and Lyrah was quick to notice how careful her father was being not to get too close to anyone in front of him. A glance downward gave her sight of the tight bulge once again, and with a quick look around the city, a devious grin spread across her youthful face as she caught sight of a rather dark, abandoned alleyway.\n\n* * * * * 29\n\n\tDrenan did not catch his daughter’s eyeline immediately, rather he had just stopped to peruse a merchant’s hut when she’d seen it. In turn, Lyrah gave her father’s hand a soft squeeze and started to say “Da-”, but caught herself quickly and surveyed her surroundings briefly with worried eyes. Satisfied that she hadn’t messed up, she resumed her cry for attention. “Drenan, I think I see a seamstress down that way that I wanna visit.”\n\n\tThe sound of his daughter calling him by name was unexpected, but the paladin was silently pleased by his daughter’s discretion. The booth he’d stopped at was filled with small tinker’s tools and other engineering gadgets, and while he was generally happy to indulge his daughter, he had some ideas turning for a few devices he could make. “This’ll only take a second, Lyrah.”\n\n\tThe young woman huffed and pulled on his arm a bit more firmly. “Drenaaaaaaan, pleeeeease? It’s kinda urgent,” she encouraged as her grip suddenly grew loose, fingertips slipping softly along his arm, almost seductively. “We can come baaaaack.”\n\n\tHer shift in demeanor was enough to make Drenan turn back to her. The merchant hadn’t yet paid him any mind anyway as he dealt with other customers. Lyrah looked up at him with a smile as one hand suddenly dropped to his lower back, though the elder male hadn’t quite caught on. “Alright, but I’d like to get back soon in case they’re sold. Where is it, now?”\n\n\t“Not far,” Lyrah added with a grin and ushered him away from the booth. Within moments she’d had him fully across the street and down the alleyway. The alley was fairly long, and at the end it separated into two dead ends to the left and right. Lyrah barely had her father down the left split before she whirled around and pressed him against the wall with a small smile, her hands suddenly slipping down to cup his covered nethers.\n\n\tDrenan’s eyes went wide as he surveyed the barren alley quickly. “Lyrah, what are you doing!?” he hissed in a bit of a panic as his strong hands went to her wrists.\n\n\t“Shhhh,” she cooed with a calm smile. “No one comes down here. There’s no reason to, and I can’t stop thinking about last night,” she whispered seductively, softly slipping her hands from his grip and running them along his inner thighs. “I was too groggy this morning, daddy, but I can’t wait for us to go back home. I need you, see?” With her question she guided one of his hands down to her belly and slipped it past her mail covering. While the outer metal masked it, the inner leather was soaked through completely.\n\n\tDrenan cocked a skeptical eyebrow. “All that just from walking next to me?”\n\n\tLyrah blushed heavily. “I told you I love you, you know. You’re the only one I’ve ever said that about, and you happen to be really, really handsome. Plus the leather feels reallllly good when I walk,” she couldn’t help but add, shifting her weight from one leg to the other and biting her lip.\n\n\t“So it would seem,” he added with a nervous swallow, his own body reacting strongly to her as his erection strained against his worn shorts. He took another glance around before regarding his daughter again. “Five minutes,” he stated more than asked.\n\n\tLyrah’s eyes seemed to light up as she nodded in response, and in a quick flurry of motion Lyrah had shucked her soaked bottoms to the ground while her father unbuttoned the sizeable slot at the front of his shorts and guided his erection out the new opening. Her eyes locked onto it as she reflexively licked her lips, but before she could reach it Drenan grabbed her firmly by the shoulders, whirled her around and pressed her back against the alley wall. They both knew time was limited, so without a word the paladin grabbed a firm hold of his daughter’s plump rump, hoisted her several inches off the ground and pressed the tip of his manhood up against and into her aching nethers.\n\n\tLyrah immediately bit down on her father’s shoulder to stifle a squeak, and in turn her arms and legs wrapped around his back and clung to his fur as he slid his cock further into her. There was no time for gentleness this time. Both of them knew it, but Lyrah hadn’t fully expected it. She was about to see the more urgent side of her father, and she felt she wouldn’t be disappointed. Within seconds his balls were brushing against her thighs, his own muzzle buried in her hair to stifle his groans, and without a second thought he withdrew and began his rhythmic, firm thrusting.\n\n\t“Nngh!” Lyrah squeaked and gripped his fur for leverage. She was well-trapped between her father and the alley wall as her breasts were squished against his chest. His fur gently tickled her nipples, but the stimulation was more than welcome. She did what she could to rock her body in time with his, and after several attempts she found a rhythm as her rump rocked downward to meet his upward thrusts. The tapered tip of his cock felt so misleading to her no matter how many times he penetrated her, for his base was far thicker and more filling. \n\nWith each thrust the pair would stifle their moans in unison. His daughter’s pussy overflowed with her nectar as he ravished her. Drenan had no issue whatsoever holding her aloft for the first minute or two, but by the third she seemed to be clenching his length so tightly with her own wet petals that his knees were shaking from sheer pleasure. “Lyrah…” he gasped more than said. “... getting close….”\n\n“Ohhhhh,” she returned as quietly as she could, and in a fluid motion she let go of him with all four limbs. “Put me down,” she asked of him, her words punctuated with a moan. Drenan did so without question, and with a little twirl she whirled around, bent over, and wiggled her plump rump at her father.\n\nDrenan needed no other prompting, and not a second later that familiar, thick sensation filled Lyrah’s tight womanhood once more and resumed its purposeful thrusting. She’d shocked even herself with the new position, but she found herself hardly disappointed. Her drape hung loosely along with her breasts as her father rocked her entire body with each thrust of his cock, and surely any onlooker would have been more than blessed to see such a well-endowed tauren woman enjoying such sweet release.\n\nTheir bodies began to tighten the closer they were to their climaxes, though Drenan was in the lead as his balls began to tighten once again. He attempted to grunt a warning to his daughter, but in fear of being too loud he merely reached around her and groped her titanic breasts, pulling at her nipples as a powerful thrust brought forth another eruption of his seed deep inside his daughter. Both tauren squeezed their eyes shut in delight, and despite Drenan’s thrusts ceasing Lyrah bounced her rump back against him several more times, milking him for every drop and clenching around his cock until she, too, was quivering through an explosive climax.\n\nThe paladin’s knees nearly buckled as he clung to his daughter, and a moment later she straightened herself enough to flatten the both of them against the wall, keeping them aloft and allowing them to share several deep, loving kisses of appreciation. Indeed they had taken every bit of their five minutes, but in their climactic reverie they had lost awareness of their surroundings, and down the right alley that they had ignored a pair of curious eyes had been gazing upon the lovers for the past minute or two without a word. It wasn’t until Drenan had begun to readjust himself when he caught sight of the eyes out of the corner of his own eye.\n\n* * * * * 30\n\nIn a panic the paladin straightened up and roared in the onlooker’s direction with fierce anger. Lyrah was a bit too out of it to fully recognize the situation, and in her post-climactic stupor she could only lean against the alley wall as her father’s seed trickled down her plump thighs. “You!” Drenan cried out and began to stride toward the onlooker when the eyes seemed to disappear. “You can’t hide from the light,” he cried and raised a powerful hand to shoot forth a burst of golden light. The orb hung in the air and lit up the entire alley to reveal a spectral-looking wolf pawing at one corner.\n\nThe wolf whirled around quickly, wide-eyed. “Wait! I’m sorry!” it cried at the tauren in Orcish.\n\nThe tauren was unfazed and continued to approach, fists clenched. “Why were you watching us!? Who are you!?”\n\nWithout another word the wolf began to glow with blue light. Drenan lunged for the wolf, but the spell worked more quickly than he’d expected, and Drenan merely caught air in his arms.\n\nThe flash of light had brought Lyrah to her senses as she quickly reached down and pulled her bottoms back on before darting toward her father on the ground. “Da- Drenan! What’s wrong? What happened?” she asked as she reached down to help him up.\n\nThe paladin was grateful for his daughter’s aid. “We… were being watched.”\n\nLyrah’s face fluttered between pale and flushed for a brief moment. “R-really? By who?”\n\n“It was a shaman,” he rumbled with dismay.\n\nThe shamaness’ face went pale again and stayed that way. “It… it wasn’t…?”\n\n“It wasn’t Keldah. His voice was too high-pitched.”\n\nShe swallowed hard, and under her breath she whispered, “Larug.”\n\n“Who is he?”\n\nBoth stood in the alley as Lyrah suddenly fell into her father, squeezing him tightly. “A orc snitch. The whole Earthen Ring will know what we were doing by tomorrow morning,” she explained to him as she began to sob softly. \n\n“Does he know who the both of us are?”\n\nLyrah’s initial silence answered the paladin well enough. “I’m so sorry…”\n\nDrenan steeled his gaze and tilted his daughter’s chin to look up at him in the eye. “We’ll fix this,” he assured her with resolve in his voice. “Take me to the Farseer, sweetheart. We can talk this out. This won’t be the end of the world, I promise.”\n\nLyrah’s mind whirled with possibilities. Naturally, in a state of uncertainty, her mind immediately went to the worst. “And.. what if he wants…?”\n\n\tDrenan glared fiercely and clung to his daughter, dropping to one knee to look her in the eye as he would when she were much younger. “Sweetheart, I’d die before anyone forced you to do anything against your will. I almost find it hard to believe that he’d even think that way, but after what happened yesterday….” Drenan let the thought hang in the air before casting it aside entirely. “He won’t be having his way, and this… Larug will pay for his wandering eyes. Can you take me to the shamans?”\n\n\tThe young shamaness wiped her eyes and steeled her own gaze with a firm nod. “Thank you, Drenan. I love you.”\n\n\t“As I do you,” he reaffirmed with a deep embrace. The two locked hands once again with Lyrah in the lead.\n\n- - - - - \n\n\tThe Valley of Wisdom was fairly empty save for the shamans themselves. Orcs, goblins, tauren, trolls, and pandaren alike all congregated in their own circles conversing about this and that. Lyrah knew most of them in some form or another, but she could hardly bring herself to make eye contact with any of them. She wanted to hide herself in embarrassment, but a squeeze of her hand from her father gave her courage, and with a heavy swallow she held her head a bit higher.\n\n\tIt didn’t take long to find what they needed. Lyrah pointed out Larug immediately, who in turn was standing outside one of the tents in his normal orc form, chatting with Farseer Keldah. The second he caught sight of the oncoming tauren, he was a wolf once more and darted off toward one of the further tents. Keldah gazed at the both of them sternly. “Drenan and Lyrah, I did not expect you two to visit me personally, let alone the both of you.” He turned to address Lyrah, taking special care to keep his eyes locked with her own. “Young one, perhaps you wouldn’t mind if I spoke to your father alone?”\n\n\tLyrah glanced at Drenan, who in turn gave her hand another squeeze and a small nod. “Of course, Farseer, as much time as you’d like.” Drenan tentatively let go of Lyrah’s hand as he strode past her and followed Keldah into the nearby tent, and while Lyrah was thankful that it was he who was confronting Keldah instead of her, she suddenly felt much more exposed around all of her other shaman peers without her father.\n\n\t“Please, have a seat,” beckoned Keldah as the pair stood across from each other inside the fairly large tent. \n\nStreams of water criss-crossed the tent in circles and other runes Drenan had no knowledge of, but he had no desire to be near them. “No, thank you, but I’d rather not mince words, with all respect,” he added, though he was questioning how much respect he actually had for the man.\n\n“Very well. I’m listening,” Keldah stated plainly as he sat down on a cushion, watching the paladin with a vacant expression.\n\n“Lyrah told me about your visit to our home yesterday. She said you attempted to enter without her permission. It frightened her beyond belief, and I can’t say I approve of such behavior from someone as high in your ranks as you are.”\n\nKeldah seemed to flinch slightly. “She told you that, hmm? And you believe her?”\n\nDrenan furrowed his brow in anger. “You wouldn’t?”\n\n“Well, she is still so very youthful in mind if nothing else. She has such a wild imagination.”\n\n“I have no reason to doubt my daughter,” Drenan stated firmly. “You’re avoiding my question.”\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"* * * * * 26
Drenan breathed a soft sigh of relief. “I was worried about you,” he whispered, gently reaching up to stroke her mane. “You seemed very out of it. I thought… well, I don’t know what I thought,” he added with a light chuckle.
Lyrah giggled gently and nuzzled her father’s chest, intertwining her damp legs with his. “I didn’t know where I was, but I know it felt really, really good,” she added with a soft murr. One of her arms wrapped around his waist as the other flattened against his chest, her fingertips tracing the creases of his muscles from his hip to his abdomen and back. “Did… did I do okay, dad?”
Drenan let out a deep exhale. “Sweetheart, I haven’t felt this good or this loved in years, if ever. I haven’t felt such strong pleasure since I knew your mother.”
Her cheeks flushed at the compliment. “Yeah? Am… am I better than mom?” she felt she had to ask.
The paladin clung to his daughter as he mulled the words over, one hand slipping away from her mane to softly land upon her left breast, inadvertently flicking her nipple. “I’m not sure I can truly compare the sensations. It has been a very long time since your mother and I knew each other so intimately. Sorry, Lyrah.”
Lyrah squeaked softly at his inadvertent flick and reflexively covered her nipple. “S-sensitive,” she hissed gently, and after a moment she moved her hand and placed his back upon it, albeit much more stationary than before. “I get it, dad. Don’t worry. I’m sorry,” she apologized with another nuzzle.
“No need to be sorry. I understand the curiosity, sweetheart” he reassured her and followed with yet another, tender kiss, his fingertips tracing the curves of her breasts absently. “I… I do hope you enjoyed yourself too, though,” he felt he had to add, trying to hide the uncertainty in his voice.
Lyrah kept her eyes trained upon her father as he spoke. “Oh daddy, I’ve never felt anything like that before,” she cooed softly and wriggled even closer to him, although their bodies were already flat against each other. “Touching myself doesn’t even come close, and… well, I guess I wouldn’t know what it’d be like with anyone else,” she mused, her cheeks flushing.
Drenan let out a soft sigh of relief as she confirmed his hopeful suspicion. It was then that he fully realized that he’d just taken his own daughter’s virginity, or at least she’d given it to him without remorse or regret. He felt no such regret himself as he held her there and pulled up the bed sheets to allow the both of them to slip beneath them for even warmer cuddles. It was an act that most would hardly even dream to dare of doing, let alone attempt it, but the closeness that he’d felt with the daughter he thought he’d lost touch with was overwhelming his warm heart. She was only the second female he’d ever mated with in his own right after all, and even then she still seemed so much like her mother that it almost felt like it had with her so many years before. Lyrah was so much more innocent though, and there was a devotion that she’d been establishing with him for many years that his late wife hadn’t quite tapped. Such thoughts were quickly pushed away in his mind as the thought of his love lost to the earthmother saddened him, and in his post-climactic haze all he wanted to do was think of his beautiful daughter.
Lyrah had snuggled firmly into her father’s chest and lost herself in her own thoughts. Drenan had been the only male she’d ever had a true romantic interest in, and it almost seemed like a dream that she was there in his arms, fully nude and vulnerable to his touch. She trusted him without even a hint of doubt, and even if he’d proposed or simply started doing something she might normally dislike, Lyrah felt she’d submit to him anyway. She was a strong-willed woman, yes -she had to be to survive the perils of the world- but in her own home she felt a surge of pleasure in submitting to Drenan, her own father, and who she felt was the love of her life all at once. His fur was softer and warmer than it had ever looked, and even his coarse, war-worn hands seemed gentle and soft to her. She gladly pressed her breasts against his chest and gently rested her womanhood against his thigh, legs curled around his entire leg. She loved him, and she knew without doubt that he loved her just as much.
Conversation grew sparse, but the occasional musing and random question leapt from one tauren to the other. Both were in a haze of pleasure, and it wasn’t too much longer before their breathing evened and their eyes slipped closed. It had been years since Drenan had accompanied his daughter to bed, though it had always been due to a bad dream and never without pajamas, but discomfort was far from present in his bedroom that night.
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\tIt was Lyrah who awoke first as the sunlight filled her father’s room as it did almost every morning. Her azure eyes flickered open slowly as the warmth of the sun reached them, and with a deep yawn she attempted to stretch herself until she found that her body was almost unable to move. She’d rolled onto her side in her sleep, and behind her Drenan had his burly arm curled over her waist to gently rest upon her belly, while the other laid beneath her head as a makeshift pillow. Despite the constraints, Lyrah had to smile while she recalled the previous night’s events. There was still no shock or remorse, rather a familiar warmth that filled her entire body at the thoughts. She made a silent note to herself to commit them firmly to memory.
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\tStill, as considerate of a young woman as she was, she found that nature was calling her quite loudly this morning thanks to the night before, and her father’s grip was keeping her from answering that call. She struggled for a moment to try and gently lift his arm away, but any resistance caused his arm to grip her plump belly more tightly. With a soft squeak of a grunt she forced her father’s arm firmly up and off her, rolled off the bed onto the rug, hopped to her feet and made a beeline for the bedroom door.
\tEven with the forceful shove, Drenan remained fast asleep. The large tauren rolled over sleepily onto his back and snored loudly, which in turn made Lyrah feel better as she sped naked through the house and out the backdoor to their little outhouse. It was several long minutes before she’d finished her business, but once done she dipped her hands in a nearby pool and sighed in satisfaction. The night before had made the temporary discomfort more than worthwhile.
\tWhen Drenan did finally awaken, he did so rather quickly when he realized Lyrah wasn’t at his side. “Lyrah? Sweetheart?” he called out and hopped out of bed, striding out the open bedroom door to check her room first. No sign of her. “Lyrah?” he called again and shuffled naked down the stairs and into the open main room.
\t“In here, daddy!” she called out from the kitchen, just then stepping out with two large plates of prepared raptor meat and eggs. Rather than naked, however, Lyrah had dug a sizeable apron from the kitchen closet, and even though it was sewn for a tauren, her bust made it difficult for the cloth to properly cover the better half of her plump breasts and belly. “Good morning, big guy,” she cooed seductively and walked up to him, raising herself onto the tips of her hooves and giving him a tender kiss on the cheek. “You musta slept well, hmm?”
\tDrenan was almost instantly subdued at the sight of his daughter, relaxing himself with the exception of his manhood. The delicious sight of his daughter’s prominent sideboob was more than enough to bring him to at least half mast without much thought. “How could I not with a goddess beside me?” he returned with a warm kiss of his own to her lips.
\tLyrah giggled happily and turned sharply away from him, playfully swishing her rump and tail back and forth as she did so. The apron covered approximately one percent of her backside with its string ties around her waist, and the temptation overwhelmed the paladin as he reached out and gave his daughter’s bum a firm spank. “Oof!” she cried and lurched forward a step, nearly spilling the platters, but she was hardly angry about it. She looked back at him with flushed cheeks and a grin before setting the plates down and patting one of the cushions. “All for you, dad. You need fuel for today.”
\t“Fuel, hmm?” he had to ask as he sat down where she’d patted. “Do you mean something specific?”
\t“Ohhhh, nooooooo,” she cooed, and before he could grab his plate Lyrah had stepped in front of him. Her plump bottom began at his eye level and slowly, sensuously sank down until it tucked itself neatly into his lap, his half-erection growing as it nestled itself between her soft thighs. “Just enjoy breakfast for now. Were you planning on going anywhere today? I was kinda hoping I could keep you home today….”
\tThe soft sensations around such a tender area were more than pleasant for Drenan, and without complaint he took up his platter and began his meal, chatting between bites. “I hadn’t planned anything special today. I had considered running to Orgrimmar for a couple supplies-”
\tBefore he could finish his sentence, Lyrah softly squeezed her thighs around his erection as one hand reached around to squeeze his waist, the other holding her own platter. “No!” she added suddenly and turned to look at him with concern. Her cheeks flushed yet again as she fumbled to regain herself. “I mean, maybe I could come with you if you do?”
\tAs good as Drenan felt, he couldn’t help but feel concerned as well. “Is everything alright, sweetheart? You seem troubled,” he added and traced an open hand’s fingers along her arm and up to her cheek gently.
\tShe bit back a soft sigh, and ultimately she realized there was no reason not to tell him. She was at peace with her father now, and there were no moods or plans to ruin to speak of. “I… I’m just not sure I wanna stay home alone, daddy. Yesterday someone stopped by, and I think he tried to come in.”
\tDrenan’s eyes narrowed as he squeezed his daughter protectively. “A trespasser? Who was it?”
\tLyrah sighed sadly. “It was Farseer Keldah. I don’t know what it was or why, but he came by yesterday when you were gone. He said he just wanted to talk and check on me after the Faire thing, but when I told him I wasn’t decent and to go away he tried to come inside.”
\tThe paladin looked as if he was about ready to blow a gasket. “Keldah!? That bastard,” he swore quietly as he sat down his platter and clung to his daughter. “Did he hurt you? Did you hurt him?”
\tShe chuckled weakly at the last part. “I blew him away from the door and locked it, then I went and locked all the windows and closed the curtains and stuff. He went away after that, but… I don’t wanna deal with him if he comes back,” she admitted.
\t“You shouldn’t have to deal with something like that,” Drenan assured her and stroked her mane, his expression still one of anger. “I know he’s been your teacher for a long time sweetheart, but if I’m being honest with you I’ve never liked him. Many years ago he gave me a cryptic warning when you were born, and ever since he’s been more intrusive in our lives than I’d like.”
\t“Warning?” she inquired. “How do you mean?”
\tDrenan recalled the shaman’s words many years before. “He told me to take caution and not to be overly enthralled with you. He told me not to replace your mother with you, and that you were a woman rather than an object.” It was Lyrah’s turn to appear angry. “I know, he was out of line. He seemed to think I couldn’t handle raising you on my own, and even now he seems intrusive. If he comes back, I’ll speak to him. If you see him at the door, get me first, understand?”
\tLyrah nodded firmly and leaned heavily against her father, sinking into his embrace. “You bet. Thank you, daddy,” she cooed and nuzzled his shoulder. “I know you’ll always be here to protect me.”
\tDrenan let out a gentle chuckle at her words, but in truth he understood her devotion and felt the same of her. As far as he was concerned, he wouldn’t let Keldah near her ever again, regardless of his intentions, whatever they were.
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\tThe pair finished their breakfast in contented silence, and as they finished they stood up in unison and lingered for a long, tender moment as they shared a deep kiss. With an exchange of smiles the two of them parted for their own rooms to ready themselves for their excursion.
\tDrenan found himself somewhat torn. The weather was quite warm as the seasons neared the end of summer, and as useful as his armor had been recently he had found it incredibly stifling and constricting. Orgrimmar was relatively safe nowadays anyway with its wyvern riders and such that he figured he’d dress a bit more boldly this day. He couldn’t help but feel that his intention was based on pleasing his daughter, but either way his chosen outfit would be far more comfortable. He ended up deciding on a pair of leathery shorts while completely ignoring any form of upper coverage. It was not uncommon to see males without shirts on working in the city, though the stigma continued for women with some degree of conflict. The shorts themselves were old -he generally used them to do outdoor chores with- and had a few holes in them, but the closest hole to his groin was halfway down the thigh, so as long as he ensured he was properly-adjusted, he still had coverage.
\tAs much as Lyrah would’ve liked to leave the house without much on herself, she knew better than to risk the wrath of the guards. She’d found herself more than thrilled to show off her bare body to her father, and she even got a bit of a rise from showing herself off around other people. She knew she was Drenan’s mate now, and getting others’ attention was more to prove that they couldn’t have her, and of course she knew her father loved looking at her. She eventually settled on a thin shamanic drape that simply hung down over her shoulders to cover at least her nipples and the lesser portion of her breasts, though she knew if she were to lean over too far anyone within five feet would get an intense eyeful. She loved skirts, but she felt she’d worn enough of them lately and decided on a rather tight-fitting chain bottom that looked more like a thong than anything. The leather beneath the chain exterior covered her nethers and the crease of her rump, but her furred bottom was still rather well-exposed. She took her time admiring herself in her mirror at the thought of walking around a big city with next-to-nothing on, and after a quick brush of her mane she left her room yet again.
\tThe two reconvened in the living room, both of whom took one look at each other and went wide-eyed. Drenan was the first to speak. “Well hello there. Are… you certain you want to leave the house like that, sweetheart?”
\tLyrah’s cheeks flushed as she sized her father up and down. It’s not like he hadn’t gone shirtless at home before, but his powerful chest had so much more appeal for her now, not to mention the obvious bulge beneath the worn shorts he’d chosen. “Is it too much?” she asked and performed a little twirl for him, her drape flaring up with the breeze to give him a teasing glimpse of her hidden flesh, although there was little to hide when she had such extensive cleavage and, for lack of better terms, sideboob and underboob for him to drink in.
\t“I… I think you’ll be just fine this time. Just stay close today, okay?” he added, stepping up and draping one hand against her lower back with a smile.
\tShe instantly, almost reflexively, pressed her chest against him and nuzzled his neck, tilting up to kiss his cheek. “You bet, dad. I think I’m good then. You gonna be okay without a shirt?” she had to ask, her gaze concerned. He was a paladin after all, and to those who knew him he’d always been more than modest.
\tDrenan nodded firmly. “I think it’ll be a nice day today, and this is honestly a nice change of pace,” he admitted as they made their way to and out the door. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt so free before. I’m more relaxed than I thought I would be, but I think I owe that to you.”
\tShe cocked a curious eyebrow as her father summoned his wyvern, though she was quick to follow suit. “What do you mean?”
\tBoth tauren hopped up onto their saddled wyverns and took off, chatting as they flew. “Well, I think you taught me something, honestly. The discipline of a paladin is a stringent code, and it is one I have followed for a very long time. But I’m growing concerned now that I may have missed out on a great deal of pleasant things in life in doing so. The sun on my fur right now, coupled with this rushing wind, is exhilarating.”
\tLyrah beamed happily at him and turned her wyvern in a giddy loop-de-loop, once again flashing her father with her unstable drape. “That makes me really happy. You make me really happy,” she called above the rushing winds.
\t“As do you, Lyrah,” Drenan called back. It wasn’t long before the pair touched down before Orgrimmar’s northern gate, and with happy steps the pair dismissed their mounts and walked casually into the bustling city. As renowned of a war hero as Drenan was, seldom did he come into the city, and seldom had Lyrah been there as well. Only a few select people would recognize them as father and daughter, or at least that’s what Drenan believed, and with this thought in mind he reached out for his daughter’s hand and took it with a firm squeeze.
\tLyrah beamed once again as she squeezed his hand in return, skipping softly as the couple made their way past numerous vendors and trade merchants. Despite the sights, both tauren found it difficult to take their eyes off one-another, and Lyrah was quick to notice how careful her father was being not to get too close to anyone in front of him. A glance downward gave her sight of the tight bulge once again, and with a quick look around the city, a devious grin spread across her youthful face as she caught sight of a rather dark, abandoned alleyway.
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\tDrenan did not catch his daughter’s eyeline immediately, rather he had just stopped to peruse a merchant’s hut when she’d seen it. In turn, Lyrah gave her father’s hand a soft squeeze and started to say “Da-”, but caught herself quickly and surveyed her surroundings briefly with worried eyes. Satisfied that she hadn’t messed up, she resumed her cry for attention. “Drenan, I think I see a seamstress down that way that I wanna visit.”
\tThe sound of his daughter calling him by name was unexpected, but the paladin was silently pleased by his daughter’s discretion. The booth he’d stopped at was filled with small tinker’s tools and other engineering gadgets, and while he was generally happy to indulge his daughter, he had some ideas turning for a few devices he could make. “This’ll only take a second, Lyrah.”
\tThe young woman huffed and pulled on his arm a bit more firmly. “Drenaaaaaaan, pleeeeease? It’s kinda urgent,” she encouraged as her grip suddenly grew loose, fingertips slipping softly along his arm, almost seductively. “We can come baaaaack.”
\tHer shift in demeanor was enough to make Drenan turn back to her. The merchant hadn’t yet paid him any mind anyway as he dealt with other customers. Lyrah looked up at him with a smile as one hand suddenly dropped to his lower back, though the elder male hadn’t quite caught on. “Alright, but I’d like to get back soon in case they’re sold. Where is it, now?”
\t“Not far,” Lyrah added with a grin and ushered him away from the booth. Within moments she’d had him fully across the street and down the alleyway. The alley was fairly long, and at the end it separated into two dead ends to the left and right. Lyrah barely had her father down the left split before she whirled around and pressed him against the wall with a small smile, her hands suddenly slipping down to cup his covered nethers.
\tDrenan’s eyes went wide as he surveyed the barren alley quickly. “Lyrah, what are you doing!?” he hissed in a bit of a panic as his strong hands went to her wrists.
\t“Shhhh,” she cooed with a calm smile. “No one comes down here. There’s no reason to, and I can’t stop thinking about last night,” she whispered seductively, softly slipping her hands from his grip and running them along his inner thighs. “I was too groggy this morning, daddy, but I can’t wait for us to go back home. I need you, see?” With her question she guided one of his hands down to her belly and slipped it past her mail covering. While the outer metal masked it, the inner leather was soaked through completely.
\tDrenan cocked a skeptical eyebrow. “All that just from walking next to me?”
\tLyrah blushed heavily. “I told you I love you, you know. You’re the only one I’ve ever said that about, and you happen to be really, really handsome. Plus the leather feels reallllly good when I walk,” she couldn’t help but add, shifting her weight from one leg to the other and biting her lip.
\t“So it would seem,” he added with a nervous swallow, his own body reacting strongly to her as his erection strained against his worn shorts. He took another glance around before regarding his daughter again. “Five minutes,” he stated more than asked.
\tLyrah’s eyes seemed to light up as she nodded in response, and in a quick flurry of motion Lyrah had shucked her soaked bottoms to the ground while her father unbuttoned the sizeable slot at the front of his shorts and guided his erection out the new opening. Her eyes locked onto it as she reflexively licked her lips, but before she could reach it Drenan grabbed her firmly by the shoulders, whirled her around and pressed her back against the alley wall. They both knew time was limited, so without a word the paladin grabbed a firm hold of his daughter’s plump rump, hoisted her several inches off the ground and pressed the tip of his manhood up against and into her aching nethers.
\tLyrah immediately bit down on her father’s shoulder to stifle a squeak, and in turn her arms and legs wrapped around his back and clung to his fur as he slid his cock further into her. There was no time for gentleness this time. Both of them knew it, but Lyrah hadn’t fully expected it. She was about to see the more urgent side of her father, and she felt she wouldn’t be disappointed. Within seconds his balls were brushing against her thighs, his own muzzle buried in her hair to stifle his groans, and without a second thought he withdrew and began his rhythmic, firm thrusting.
\t“Nngh!” Lyrah squeaked and gripped his fur for leverage. She was well-trapped between her father and the alley wall as her breasts were squished against his chest. His fur gently tickled her nipples, but the stimulation was more than welcome. She did what she could to rock her body in time with his, and after several attempts she found a rhythm as her rump rocked downward to meet his upward thrusts. The tapered tip of his cock felt so misleading to her no matter how many times he penetrated her, for his base was far thicker and more filling.
With each thrust the pair would stifle their moans in unison. His daughter’s pussy overflowed with her nectar as he ravished her. Drenan had no issue whatsoever holding her aloft for the first minute or two, but by the third she seemed to be clenching his length so tightly with her own wet petals that his knees were shaking from sheer pleasure. “Lyrah…” he gasped more than said. “... getting close….”
“Ohhhhh,” she returned as quietly as she could, and in a fluid motion she let go of him with all four limbs. “Put me down,” she asked of him, her words punctuated with a moan. Drenan did so without question, and with a little twirl she whirled around, bent over, and wiggled her plump rump at her father.
Drenan needed no other prompting, and not a second later that familiar, thick sensation filled Lyrah’s tight womanhood once more and resumed its purposeful thrusting. She’d shocked even herself with the new position, but she found herself hardly disappointed. Her drape hung loosely along with her breasts as her father rocked her entire body with each thrust of his cock, and surely any onlooker would have been more than blessed to see such a well-endowed tauren woman enjoying such sweet release.
Their bodies began to tighten the closer they were to their climaxes, though Drenan was in the lead as his balls began to tighten once again. He attempted to grunt a warning to his daughter, but in fear of being too loud he merely reached around her and groped her titanic breasts, pulling at her nipples as a powerful thrust brought forth another eruption of his seed deep inside his daughter. Both tauren squeezed their eyes shut in delight, and despite Drenan’s thrusts ceasing Lyrah bounced her rump back against him several more times, milking him for every drop and clenching around his cock until she, too, was quivering through an explosive climax.
The paladin’s knees nearly buckled as he clung to his daughter, and a moment later she straightened herself enough to flatten the both of them against the wall, keeping them aloft and allowing them to share several deep, loving kisses of appreciation. Indeed they had taken every bit of their five minutes, but in their climactic reverie they had lost awareness of their surroundings, and down the right alley that they had ignored a pair of curious eyes had been gazing upon the lovers for the past minute or two without a word. It wasn’t until Drenan had begun to readjust himself when he caught sight of the eyes out of the corner of his own eye.
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In a panic the paladin straightened up and roared in the onlooker’s direction with fierce anger. Lyrah was a bit too out of it to fully recognize the situation, and in her post-climactic stupor she could only lean against the alley wall as her father’s seed trickled down her plump thighs. “You!” Drenan cried out and began to stride toward the onlooker when the eyes seemed to disappear. “You can’t hide from the light,” he cried and raised a powerful hand to shoot forth a burst of golden light. The orb hung in the air and lit up the entire alley to reveal a spectral-looking wolf pawing at one corner.
The wolf whirled around quickly, wide-eyed. “Wait! I’m sorry!” it cried at the tauren in Orcish.
The tauren was unfazed and continued to approach, fists clenched. “Why were you watching us!? Who are you!?”
Without another word the wolf began to glow with blue light. Drenan lunged for the wolf, but the spell worked more quickly than he’d expected, and Drenan merely caught air in his arms.
The flash of light had brought Lyrah to her senses as she quickly reached down and pulled her bottoms back on before darting toward her father on the ground. “Da- Drenan! What’s wrong? What happened?” she asked as she reached down to help him up.
The paladin was grateful for his daughter’s aid. “We… were being watched.”
Lyrah’s face fluttered between pale and flushed for a brief moment. “R-really? By who?”
“It was a shaman,” he rumbled with dismay.
The shamaness’ face went pale again and stayed that way. “It… it wasn’t…?”
“It wasn’t Keldah. His voice was too high-pitched.”
She swallowed hard, and under her breath she whispered, “Larug.”
“Who is he?”
Both stood in the alley as Lyrah suddenly fell into her father, squeezing him tightly. “A orc snitch. The whole Earthen Ring will know what we were doing by tomorrow morning,” she explained to him as she began to sob softly.
“Does he know who the both of us are?”
Lyrah’s initial silence answered the paladin well enough. “I’m so sorry…”
Drenan steeled his gaze and tilted his daughter’s chin to look up at him in the eye. “We’ll fix this,” he assured her with resolve in his voice. “Take me to the Farseer, sweetheart. We can talk this out. This won’t be the end of the world, I promise.”
Lyrah’s mind whirled with possibilities. Naturally, in a state of uncertainty, her mind immediately went to the worst. “And.. what if he wants…?”
\tDrenan glared fiercely and clung to his daughter, dropping to one knee to look her in the eye as he would when she were much younger. “Sweetheart, I’d die before anyone forced you to do anything against your will. I almost find it hard to believe that he’d even think that way, but after what happened yesterday….” Drenan let the thought hang in the air before casting it aside entirely. “He won’t be having his way, and this… Larug will pay for his wandering eyes. Can you take me to the shamans?”
\tThe young shamaness wiped her eyes and steeled her own gaze with a firm nod. “Thank you, Drenan. I love you.”
\t“As I do you,” he reaffirmed with a deep embrace. The two locked hands once again with Lyrah in the lead.
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\tThe Valley of Wisdom was fairly empty save for the shamans themselves. Orcs, goblins, tauren, trolls, and pandaren alike all congregated in their own circles conversing about this and that. Lyrah knew most of them in some form or another, but she could hardly bring herself to make eye contact with any of them. She wanted to hide herself in embarrassment, but a squeeze of her hand from her father gave her courage, and with a heavy swallow she held her head a bit higher.
\tIt didn’t take long to find what they needed. Lyrah pointed out Larug immediately, who in turn was standing outside one of the tents in his normal orc form, chatting with Farseer Keldah. The second he caught sight of the oncoming tauren, he was a wolf once more and darted off toward one of the further tents. Keldah gazed at the both of them sternly. “Drenan and Lyrah, I did not expect you two to visit me personally, let alone the both of you.” He turned to address Lyrah, taking special care to keep his eyes locked with her own. “Young one, perhaps you wouldn’t mind if I spoke to your father alone?”
\tLyrah glanced at Drenan, who in turn gave her hand another squeeze and a small nod. “Of course, Farseer, as much time as you’d like.” Drenan tentatively let go of Lyrah’s hand as he strode past her and followed Keldah into the nearby tent, and while Lyrah was thankful that it was he who was confronting Keldah instead of her, she suddenly felt much more exposed around all of her other shaman peers without her father.
\t“Please, have a seat,” beckoned Keldah as the pair stood across from each other inside the fairly large tent.
Streams of water criss-crossed the tent in circles and other runes Drenan had no knowledge of, but he had no desire to be near them. “No, thank you, but I’d rather not mince words, with all respect,” he added, though he was questioning how much respect he actually had for the man.
“Very well. I’m listening,” Keldah stated plainly as he sat down on a cushion, watching the paladin with a vacant expression.
“Lyrah told me about your visit to our home yesterday. She said you attempted to enter without her permission. It frightened her beyond belief, and I can’t say I approve of such behavior from someone as high in your ranks as you are.”
Keldah seemed to flinch slightly. “She told you that, hmm? And you believe her?”
Drenan furrowed his brow in anger. “You wouldn’t?”
“Well, she is still so very youthful in mind if nothing else. She has such a wild imagination.”
“I have no reason to doubt my daughter,” Drenan stated firmly. “You’re avoiding my question.”
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