Swordswoman Pledges Her Blade

Two fabulously gorgeous swordswomen spar alongside the river between the duck pond at the edge of the palace grounds and the bridge across the river for the road that leads from the city off to the ancient cave barely visible in the distant foothills of the even more distant mountains that once housed a dragon, the slaying of which, and subsequent acquisition of its treasure hoard, had led to the founding of the kingdom in the first place centuries ago. The first swordswoman, dressed in brilliant blue silk robes meant to compliment and accentuate her own startling electric blue eyes, possesses a mane of red hair as vibrant as her eyes that tumbles in full, loose, glorious waves down to the small of her back, just above the firm cheeks of her small but shapely ass. The other swordswoman, she of the single, thick, raven-black braid of hair that descends to the tops of her thin, athletic thighs, also is dressed in a gown that matches her eyes, though the silk on both sides of her emerald green robes is slit all the way up to the tops of her strong, thin, sexy hips, giving tantalizing glimpses of her nether regions as the two spar and the front and back panels of her robes swirl around. The robes of both ladies are hard pressed to contain their respective D-cup breasts, given the vigorous nature of their contest. Side boob, cleavage, underboob, downblouse, nipslips, and complete exposure are all frequent occurrences during their swordplay, allowing them to "accidentally" expose their firm, sweat glistening tits to the handsome crown prince who is lounging on the picnic blanket on the riverbank watching their contest with amusement and growing arousal. vox machina style, dragonage style, <lora:breastinclassbetter_v141:0.5>