The sun was well into the morning sky when Aina awoke. She stretched and hugged the warm blankets against her body; it had been weeks since she'd had the luxury of a bed with soft feathers in the mattress and a comfy pillow against which to lay her head and covers which didn't leave a leg or arm outside no matter how closely they were pulled. If she had been lucky they had a small fire, but often her Grandmom wouldn't permit it as she feared giving themselves away; bounty hunters would be after them by now and woodsman could earn a year's wages by informing on them. There had been several close shaves since they escaped, an inn where they had stopped only to discover a wanted poster on the wall (they had stuck to the woods and wilds since then), and another time when they'd almost stumbled on some men out with hunting dogs, who luckily seemed more interested in chasing down some bears than them.
Slowly she opened her eyes, wanting to get the full benefit of gradually waking up. She was alone in the bed, she vaguely remembered her Grandmom getting up just as dawn was breaking and telling the teen she could stay where she was if she wanted, something Aina had taken full advantage of. Each morning she'd had been waking up cold and aching, to face cold rabbit if she was lucky, a couple of handfuls of berries and some overripe apples if she was not. Then they'd mount the horse and ride through the wilderness, relying on her Grandmom's sense of direction to guide them, only stopping for her Grandmom to pot a hare until dusk. Not that Aina was complaining, the alternative was being married to the revolting Sir Belgrothian -- at least until he and her step-father could find a way for her to have a convenient accident. But there was enough reason, despite the discomfort, the dreary cold and continual danger, that Aina counted the recent weeks as the best time in her life, as every night she'd get under the covers with her Grandmom and the older woman would fuck her until she screamed.
It had been almost disappointing when her Grandmom had announced they should be no more than a day from their destination.
She had vaguely known she had an Aunt, her mama had mentioned her a few times, and that she married a man she'd met on some mercenary adventure and settled down to domesticity, outside Amazonia lands where no males could permanently settle. Hugh seemed to think this was what all Amazons should do, but Aina wondered why any Amazon would want to wed a man and not a sexy, beautiful thrall. But her Grandmom thought it best they head for her daughter's; the ways to the border with Amazonia would be teeming with bounty hunters and Hugh's men and if they were going further into the lands of men, hopefully they'd think they were heading to one of the Port cities, not a market town in a provincial barony.
The teen stretched again and yawned, pushing the blankets away from her naked body and shivering slightly as the chill air woke her up fully. She reached for her pussy and gently rubbed it, she'd not been fucked since yesterday before breakfast, it had been late at night (or very early in the morning) when they'd arrived and Aina had been even more tired than she was horny (which was unusual and showed how exhausted she was). Getting up she padded across the floor and got into her dress, it was peasant's garb and not nearly as comfortable or attractive as her silks, which were in the saddlebags, but it was much warmer as her Grandmom had said when she stole it from the washing line outside a small village hut. She was just pulling it over her head when the bedroom door opened and in walked an attractive dark-haired teen about Aina's age.
"Good morning cousin," the teen said. "I've brought you some warm water."
"Morning," Aina said. They'd been introduced early this morning, but as Aina had been so tired she was almost fainting, it took her a moment to recall the other teen's name, "Sofy." She said and her cousin smiled gratefully as if she was glad Aina had remembered.
She set down the bowl of warm water she'd been carrying and said, "There's some breakfast when you're ready, some blueberry pancakes and sausages and bacon as well."
It sounded delicious and Aina nodded her agreement eagerly, "I'll be through in a minute, after I've washed my hands."
"It seems strange to realise I have a cousin," the other teen was still standing by the door as Aina looked around for her shoes.
"Yes, me as well. I mean I think I knew I had an aunt, but my mama never really talked about her and I hardly ever saw Grandmom, until a few weeks ago."
"Yeah, my Mom has always been very tight-lipped about her family, I gather they weren't happy about her marrying my father," Sofy said, "I didn't even know she was an Amazon until a few months ago. I'd never heard of thralls, I thought all the women were Amazon's"
"Well, I suppose it's mainly the Amazons who travel abroad, thralls tend to be left at home, my Mama only left when my Mom died and she was made to marry my step-father. He thought everyone in Amazonia was an Amazon, I heard him boast he was bedding an Amazon as if he could!"
"You're a thrall, then," Sofy asked and Aina nodded, she certainly wasn't tough enough to be an Amazon, but thralls were the Amazon's women and she was more than happy to be that. Her cousin nodded, "Me too."
"Can I ask a personal question?" Aina said.
"Sure, yes."
"So you and your Mom, are you, you know, a couple?"
"Is my Amazonian Mom giving me her woman's weapon?" giggled Sofy, "Oh yes, we're fucking all the time, this used to be my room, but I've not slept here for months, ever since Mom rescued me from the orcs and we got together."
"Grandmom rescued me as well," said Aina, "From my stepfather."
"She was saying... I was talking to her as I made breakfast, she sounded very brave, were you scared?"
"Terrified, but I knew she'd protect me, what about the orcs?"
