Jasmine left the house she shared with her sister. Her encounter with her student was still at the forefront of her thoughts. All she could think about was how satisfying it felt to give blow Claire, and the intoxicating taste of her seed. The usually stoic assassin was flustered and red-faced as she headed to the guild hall.
She took a moment to calm herself before entering. She needed to be an assassin now, not a maiden in love.
"I need to at least act like a professional." She said before slapping her cheeks with her hands and exhaling. She took a few more deep breaths with her eyes closed, a quick meditation to calm herself. Her heart rate slowed, and she returned to her professional self.
She entered the building, ready for her discussion with Elizabeth. They planned to meet after the last of the children got their classes. There was quite a bit to discuss now that all their classes have been determined.
Jasmine made a mental list of each one: Jessie Carpenter was a foreman, Lyn Carpenter was a stoneworker, Elsie Bree was a magician, Ana Bree was a white magician, and Claire Owens was a Paladin. Three combat classes and two worker classes. Not ideal for the longevity of a village, but it was what Elizabeth wanted.
She opened the office door and was greeted by the sight of the lady reading a report. She silently sat in the chair in front of Elizabeth's desk and waited for her to finish reading. The report was causing Elizabeth to get angrier by the second.
"10% increase in taxes, are you fucking kidding me?" She swore to herself. "We already hand over 50% of our profits to that bitch, and she wants more?!"
"All of us? Or just businesses and the guild?" Jasmine asked.
"Everyone." Elizabeth said with an exasperated sigh." That idiot is going to bleed this land dry."
The idiot she was referring to was Lady Myrtle Lloyd, the Lady of their land. She acquired the title of Lady Lloyd almost 15 years ago, and since then, she's been bleeding her land dry. High taxes funneled to her estate had left many villages bitter and on the verge of collapse.
Restol village was one of the few exceptions. Elizabeth and her wife, Sloane, were able to stem the problems with their management skills. But that can't be said for the thirty other villages in the fief.
"Did Claire tell you about her class?" Jasmine asked carefully.
"No, and I didn't ask. Figured she'd let you know," She said, setting the report down.
Jasmine took a moment to consider how much to explain. "It's…. An interesting class. There's so much potential as well."
She paused again, wondering how to explain Claire's skills. "She's a Paladin able to buff her allies. One gives a stat boost, and the other, an experience bonus. With levels and time, she could be on par with a hero."
Elizabeth perked up upon hearing the word 'Hero'. "She said she was a Paladin. The only thing I can think of that'd rival a hero is a God's Champion. Could she turn into one?"
"Maybe in the future she could. But the Goddess doesn't have a name or a main virtue yet." Jasmine shrugged. She decided to keep it vague, not wanting to explain her newly acquired appendage. "There's a chance it's revealed with more skills, but all we have are her three Goddess-related skills."
Jasmine explained the skills, leaving out the Goddess's gift and lovers. She chose to explain it in terms of a party instead. Lovers were replaced with party members, the gift was left out, and any bond was explained as sisterhood. After summarizing, Elizabeth took a deep breath and began thinking.
"You're right, that does sound promising." A smile slowly formed on her face. "Numbers could be overcome with that stat increase and experience gain. Finally, we'll be able to get rid of that fucking idiot Lady."
Jasmine nodded. The main topic was finally brought up. Elizabeth had plans to overthrow their Lady. Rebel against her and rebuild the Lloyd Fief to a better state. Return it to its state before Myrtle took power.
Not only that, but it became personal five years ago. Their Lady took Ryley from them all. She didn't leave a dowry or wait for his coming of age to court him. Just ripped him away from his family. Elizabeth saw the entirety of Restol as her family, so it was like ripping her grandson away.
Not to mention the state it left the Owens.
She swore to the gods she'd return Ryley to his mothers. And the gods only know how many other boys ended up just like Ryley.
Then there were the taxes. The rates have killed industries in the smaller villages and any potential growth they could have had. Were it not for stubborn pride, Jasmine doubted many people would stay. But people are proud of their homes and want them to be improved.
Elizabeth was the same. She took pride in her home. So she began to build resources, political connections, and exceptional people. It was under her guidance that the children were taught their disciplines. Both construction and combat were needed in the near future.
All to get Ryley back and free them from the Lady.
"Elsie will probably recruit Claire the moment she finds out about her class," Jasmine said while thinking of the older twin. "Those two are talented at a distance, but completely useless in close quarters. A frontliner is the most necessary role."
A giggle escaped Elizabeth. She personally taught the two magic and literature. She knew their strengths and personalities like the back of her hand. "True, hopefully Claire can put up with Elsie's personality. I know she can be…. a lot to handle."
Jasmine recalled their trial run of partying and how hard it was to control Elsie. The fight with the Troll nearly crippled Jasmine, something she was still mad about. Had Elsie just listened to Jasmine and not gotten overconfident, they never would have engaged it.
Claire would have to rein in that girl's arrogance if she wanted to succeed.
That thought caused something unexpected to happen. Images of Claire punishing Elsie with her cock and the girl choking on it. The tears soaked streaks of mascara on Elsie's face from Claire's harsh punishment.
It caused Jasmine to fluster.
Her chest tightened, and her own cock began to rise. She squirmed in her chair and crossed her legs to hide her recent change. She needed to calm down before Elizabeth noticed, so she focused on her breathing.
"I think Ana might actually be the one to look to." Jasmine finally spoke after a brief pause. "Elsie did seem to listen to her after the fight. She bounced between praising and scolding her sister. It was quite entertaining."
"Mmm," Elizabeth pondered. "Ana may be shy, but she loves her sister and wants what's best for her. They'll need your guidance if this party is to grow."
"I know, it's just… complicated," Jasmine explained. Her professional demeanor broke for a moment.
"Your feelings grew from familial to romantic?" Elizabeth asked.
Jasmine nodded. Elizabeth took a moment to think. Jasmine had spoken of Claire's feelings with Elizabeth before and how to handle them. Jasmine suspected her own actions were too noticeable for the mayor to catch on.
"I don't see a real issue. You never took advantage of her while being her teacher, and you're not that much older." The mayor finally spoke. "Your former relationship ended as teacher and student before today. Now, you can have a more equal relationship as party members."
Jasmine's shoulders relaxed as she thought about Elizabeth's words. It's true that Claire's training already ended. They were no longer teacher and student. That meant she could look at Claire as a woman now.
That feeling of guilt slowly gave way to a feeling of hope.
"You're right, I guess. No real harm in trying," Jasmine responded.
She steeled her resolve to try with Claire. And to join her in her Goddess's mission.
After gathering everything she needed to finalize their party forming, Jasmine left and headed home. She began to think of the future and what could happen with Claire. A big, goofy smile was plastered on her face as she returned home.