They made their way to swamp with a hectic pace. Sir Garrett wished to return to the capital and court wizards with all due hast. The alien feelings this body distracted her from her mission and sapped her strength. She envisioned a wedding between her and Princess Fina both in white gowns. She didn’t want to meet her bride as a bride on their wedding day. Still, she would be beautiful bride she smiled to herself. She used an old bandit trail to make their way into the swamp quicker. The narrow path only provided space for them to go single file. She only stopped when they were well within the swamps boundaries and sleepiness beginning to overtake her.
Albert rolled out his bedroll before grabbing some cold rations from his pack. He settled down for some sleep forgetting to stay up for watch. Sir Garrett fed and watered the horses before she ate some cold food. She looked around seeing only evening fog and the typical sounds of the swamp. She covered herself in a blanket sitting on a log to take a first watch. She forgave Albert for falling asleep she felt the exhaustion of the all-day ride but she pushed through. Her lids felt heavy while she leaned against a tree.
Hopefully they would find whatever dark forces tomorrow under the light of day. Sir Garrett’s body no longer endured as it once did. Her muscles ached under her soft flesh. Sleep took her into a dream of her wedding day. Only as the bride in a longer satin dress her enormous breasts pushed by her corset. A man in a formal out approached taking his place across from her as the groom. She couldn't make out the man's face. He took her right hand placing a diamond ring on it. He then wrapped his arms around her tiny waist leaning in pressing his lips to hers. She returned the kiss feeling her nipples hardened with moistness between her legs. She looked forward to the honeymoon. Sir Garrett woke with a start.
