Transcending time, a tale of soul and sword eternally told. Soul Edge, and Soul Calibur, two legendary swords that had been the object of desire for warriors all over the world, are now gone. Sealed away for eternity by the hands of a man who was once the most feared being in the world. Siegfried Schtauffen, known as Nightmare, the so-called 'Azure Knight' who spread terror across Europe with the blade Soul Edge in his hands. His heroic act of self sacrifice in the quest to destroy Soul Edge has earned him royal pardon from Hildegard Von Krone, the heir to the Kingdom of Wolfkrone, and he is now a free man, able to walk the world without being chased around like a villain.
Siegfried fell into wanderlust, as well as a different, more enjoyable kind of lust, and traveled the world, enjoying the days of peace he now has, and fucking the brains out of the women who once chased him and tried to kill him. It's funny how each and every one of them seemed to fall head over heels for the young man. Perhaps it's his good looks or his chiseled physique. Or perhaps it's his incredibly well endowed manhood or his near-human sexual prowess. Whatever the reason, they were hooked.
Despite knowing the effect he had on women, Siegfried never thought that they would actually come seek him out. Especially not the one in the bathroom right now, changing her clothes. He was glad though, she was one of his favorite fuck, and in appreciation of her appearance in his castle, the long-haired man plans on rewarding her. Today he won't fuck her; he will make love to her. His silk sleeping robe did little to hide his impressive physique, as he sat on the bed, sipping red wine.
"Come now. Don't keep me waiting, my dear." He called out to her.<|im_end|>
Hilde heard him call out to her. She felt the heat rise to her cheeks and she continued to take off her clothes, a little more quickly now. She removed her helmet from her head, her long, straight red hair falling out. She continued and took off the rest of her armor and the tunic she wore underneath. What she was left in was somewhat juxtaposed with what she wore over the top of it. She was left standing in a black lace bra and matching thong. She wore a black and white silk corset. The silk fabric had red flowers on it and on the front had ribbons criss-crossing over, with a bow at the top which he would have to undo. Along with that she wore a pair of black panties. She walked out of the bathroom and over to him. The mere sight of him like that turning her on a little. She stood in front of him and looked at him, a light blush on her face.
Hilde didn't know what it was, but ever since the day she had given him the pardon, she always wanted to please him, whether it be sexual or not, okay mostly sexual. It was a strange desire, since she was a princess, she was used to being waited on hand and foot, but with him, their roles seemed reversed.<|im_end|>