Leaving the task of burning the carcasses of the defeated orcs to his victorious army and the surviving Haladin, Caranthir sat in his tent, enjoying the reasonable treat of a greedy mouth sliding up and down his cock. Reluctant at first to let one of the Second-born so close to his person, he had not foreseen the seemingly innocent Haleth's skills. Ah! Humans could be useful, after all. Perhaps even as allies. As soon as she had finished licking his juices off her lips he would extend his generous offer of protection. And then she would be very grateful again...