Chapter 900 Carving Up Tibias (Part-1)
?It was nearly a week after entering the capital that the celebrations were finally concluded and let me tell you, those seven days were truly wild.
Eating and drinking all sorts of food, meat, cheese, and bread to one's heart content during the day, while laying with various beautiful women at night, Alexander would be lying if he said he was not even slightly rueful to see the party finally end.
Alexander must have laid with at least 20 different women during that time, possibly more, as he was so drunk many of the times that sometimes he could not even know who was under him.
For most of the instances, only sudden flashes of the events remained in his memories.
Such as- he recalled seeing a petite brunette moaning with modest breasts whimpering as he tore her hymen, her small tunnel grossly inadequate to house his huge organ. Read latest chapters at nov(e)lbin.com Only
Next to her was a curvy mature woman, likely a relative of hers judging by the similar looks, who seemed to be saying something while caressing the girl's head, likely trying to soothe her pain as she occasionally landed gentle kisses.
Then the scenery suddenly changed, and Alexander found himself behind that very mature woman, taking her hot pussy from a standing position while roughly squeezing her soft breasts as the woman lewdly screamed her throat out.
And lastly, he saw the younger brunette on top of the mature woman, a thick manly finger poking into the wrinkled hole, her once tight, fair butt now turned stark red with Alexander's handprints, as both of their tiny slit by now had transformed into a huge gaping wide hole leaking Alexander's white gift.
As he recalled this, Alexander half regretted that he could not properly remember taking this legendary combination- a mother daughter pair.
Or at the very least an aunt given the two's similar looks.
But such regret was only ephemeral, as he quickly remembered similar raunchy events from the following days, such as multiple faces worshiping his turgid organ, a train of women straddling him, and lastly a series of naked butts lifting themselves up into the air, ready to be penetrated by him.
The women being offered to him were as varied as they were beautiful, each with their own unique traits.
Some would cry lewdly when Alexander pounded them, while others would try to hold it in shame.
Some would be very sensitive, while it would take others some time to get in the mood.
Some were virgins, some were recently widowed, and some had given birth multiple times.
Theony, who was the main person to arrange all this, had managed to include every possible preference a man might when presenting the girls to Alexander, all to try and please him to his fullest.
The only thing tying all these girls from being sent to entertain Alexander in common was that they were all former nobles.
He had no memory regardless.
If he thought he did not attend it, then no countermemery surfaced to contradict him.
And if he thought he did attend it, then dream like flashes of taking part in various actives typical of such a party surfaced, and he could not tell if it was his imagination conjuring up images or if he had really taken part.
And by the time he had recovered, he was also too embarrassed to ask.
Recovering from his drunken hangover after a week, Alexander at last was able to return back to work.
And once again back behind his desk, as his first and foremost task, he started to write letters.
First and foremost he wrote letters to Zanzan, informing the various nobles there of the details of his victory.
Although many had already gotten the news from informal channels prior, while others quickly figured out that things were probably going well given that Alexander had already sent part of the captured loot back.
Trains of carts laden with gold, silver, jewels, rolls of fabric, high quality tanned leather, herds of pack animals, and at last a small army of slaves were only the most prominent goods captured.
All such things were quite hard to miss, so Alexander's letter was more of a formality acknowledging his achievements rather than actual news.
Hence, although there was certainly joy among the nobility and the populace for this win, it was not uproarious.
It was a more like wave of silent pleasure gently caressing over them.
Aside from this information, Alexander's letter also asked the handful of nobles residing in the city to send representatives to the Tibian capital to take part in the sharing of the booty, with most of them then sending their sons since they could not exactly leave the city due to their various administrative duties.
While the nobles received these instructions alongside Alexander's news of victory, his wife, Cambyses received a more special letter, with greater instructions.
She had of course received Alexander's victory almost the very day he had won at Kalimat, as Alexander sent a messenger bird then and there.
So he did not repeat too many of the events there, instead promising to tell her all about it once he got back.
Instead, in the letter sent to her, aside from the usual fluff such as asking how she and the children were, Alexander asked her to send Theocles and Ophenia to the capital to act as priests and priestesses when the Tibian nobles swore fealty to him, as well as giving her detailed plans on how to prepare the city for his 'Triumph.'
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