Magda was about to rush into the castle when she saw Lucan wandering around the castle gardens that were off to the side of the entrance. Stopping in her tracks, she frowned and rushed over to him instead. Stopping in front of him, she asked hurriedly “Lucan! What is going on? Have you seen your uncle anywhere?”
Lucan had left his mother hours ago in front of the throne room and was now strolling around the castle gardens with a book in hand. The castle was far too busy for the likes of him and he found he liked to be immersed in nature as much as possible. But when he saw his mother’s handmaiden rushing towards him, he snapped his book shut and offered a pleasant smile “Magda. You look lovely.” When he saw how anxious she was, he frowned with confusion and looked towards the castle “Orion..? I haven’t the faintest idea where he is.”
That made Magda’s heart drop. Snatching up his hand, she began to yank him towards the castle “Something is wrong…we must find him!” The young man didn’t know what to do other than to just nod and hurry after her.
Outside the Throne Room
Rushing inside the castle, Magda could see that evil was running rampant. Dark creatures from all walks of life were freely in control now and Magda had to duck her head to be unnoticed. She was a slave girl, after all, and it looked like she was taking the innocent Lucan away to steal his virtue. They stopped outside the throne room and something inside of Lucan forced him to hold back. Grabbing Magda’s arm to stop her from bursting in, he hissed “Wait!” Magda turned frantically to argue but saw the look in his eyes.
Nodding once, she turned to peek through the door. What she saw was enough to make her sick right there. Seeing Joffrey with Orion’s head in hand, she paled and began to tremble. Her voice came out in a shaky whisper “He’s…your uncle…he’s dead…”
Lucan frowned and yanked her back to look. Seeing the prince proudly boasting of the Casterly’s doom, he turned to look at Magda. “We have to get out of here. My mother…my sister. My family.”
Magda wasn’t even sure how she managed to nod and speak, but she did “Yes, we must go, and we must go now. Your mother is already heading to Haven Castle and I am sure your sister is safe. But you must use the power given to you and get us out of here!”
The young warlock frowned as he had never tried teleportation before. But if he didn’t, they would both die. Wrapping his arms around her, he growled “Hold on tight.” And hold on tight she did. Soon a bright light flashed around them as his eyes snapped shut…and they were gone.
(Thread Change)
Drakkar stepped up to the gate and asked for the head guard. The ugly looking knight being in his armor was at first chided by those at the gates. Until he opened his bag and threw up the bloody head at them. The guards looked at each other then called for the head guard who came down to the low end of the gate to answer him through the door.
Head Guard looked out through the narrow slits at the ugly looking battle scarred human thinking he must be something other than what he was. Then he looked down at the Goblin head, knowing it to be one of the new recruits.
” What is the meaning of this? “
Drakkar looked back at him, with disdain.
” You have poor control of your army out here. You need to get someone out in the field. These goblins are trying to eat your farmers! Your own people. I killed this one on my way in for butchering a family. I came to sell my sword as it may be done. “
The guard was incredulous at what he had just heard and ordered him put under watch.
” You will wait here for now. Prince Joffrey will decide what is to be done with you, it is he and King Brandon who leads the army. “
Loud cackles and shrieks of laughter followed the beheading of Orion, with his blood stain still on the stone floor of the Throne room, his white feathers now being plucked from wings by the Witches three. Prince Joffrey was dancing with the enchanting Elisa, who was now enjoying the Prince’s attentions, with the Angels now well and truly out of the picture. The full court were raising glasses in celebration, that this was the end of an era. Long live the House of Brax, and the reign of King Brandon.
At Brandon’s feet, Minerva was laying, and being the perfect submissive. Gazing up at him adoringly, as the collar which had her bound to him glinted in the candle light. She nuzzled against his leg, and chewed on her bottom lip, teasing him. She knew he found her to be bewitching, when it came to love making, and even he could be exhausted, from taking her again and again, yet feeling like each was the first time. She cast her gaze to the dancing Prince with the vampire Elisa, who made quite the pair on the dance floor, and she whispered for the King to hear.
“Everything is now as it should be. Evil reigns supreme, and soon you shall conquer all the lands, my King.”
With the witches having collected all the feathers, two orcs came into the Throne room and dragged out the remaining body of Orion, much to the applause of the Court. Joffrey barely gave the orcs and the corpse a second glance, as he smacked Elisa’a backside. “You look gorgeous in that dress, my Dear, but I bet you look a whole lot better out of it.” he teased, with a snake like licking of her neck, pretty much oblivious to everything.
But what awaited outside the Throne room, may have all stopping from their frivolity and paying heed to the fact, the war had already begun.
<3>
Magnus arrived with the smith as the partying guests gyrated throughout the hall. The mood was festive and the House was in full glory. The witches cauldron was bubbling with the remains of the once proud angel Orion and they were picking feathers off his carcass as he stewed. Muttering incantations it seemed this only increased the frenzy of the party goers. The magical advisor was pleased with the scene and the beginning but knew that things might go awry if the king didnt take further action soon. As he had been working with the smith from the battlements he had seen wandering trolls and goblins moving off and attacking villagers. Already there had been reports. Coming down with the glorious armor the king noted that they carried the dual sets each in hand.
“My Lord as you commanded the two sets of armor for both you and the Prince have been made to your specifications. Proof against holy magics.”
handing them to the guards they were presented to both the Prince and the King.
Brandon took his suit and bringing Minerva with him said..
” Well I better go try it on. Joffrey please handle things for a bit while I try on the armor and see to Minerva’s minstrations. I think you may need to attend to Elisa’s upon my return as well. “ he said with a knowing wink to his son. with that Brandon headed upstairs to give minerva a good ole fucking. He had sat in the chair long enough.
Brandon’s Chamber
Brandon kissed her hard as he drew her into the room. Minerva was all he could think about as he had sat in that chair. He grew tired of affairs of state. He wanted all of her he thought as he unleashed his fury into her. Pulling her hair and riding her bareback he entered her from behind lifting her dress as he undid his trousers and let them fall to the floor. His rock hard demon cock filled her. The tendrils of smoke that filled the room as they moved were the culmination of the fear and dominance he felt. The power he emitted was even stronger than before. He was all fire and passion as he filled every inch of her urging her to cum on his cock again and again as he pushed her towards climax.
Throne Room
Head Guard entered into the throne room looking towards the court. When he was finally addressed he bowed and addressed them in honor as was tradition.
” Prince Joffrey, There is a man at the gates. Claims to have killed a wandering goblin who was raiding our villages. He wants to serve in the army he says and warned that the goblins, trolls and orcs are raiding and that something must be done in the field. I have him under guard now and await your command. “
The King had a lot of stress in dealing with the current situation, and with the gore and death in the Throne room, he needed a way to release the fear and the aggression in his heart. What better way to do that, then to use Minerva. After all, she was there to bring comfort and joy to him at his beckoning. Taking her back to his chambers, he didn’t waste time, removing her silks, and then ravishing her. Bare back and hard riding, thrusting again and again till she cried and begged him for her to experience her own climax. And she did. Seeping her sexual fluid down her leg, as she panted heavily. His golden haired maiden, faithfully and flawlessly bent to his will. Although to outsiders, it may well look like he was punishing her with his violent fucking, but in fact, this was how a Demon King acted when fully aroused. The black tendrils all around, and the darkness that seeped from his very skin, consuming all light from the room. Minerva finally collapsed, spent from his ministrations, and her hymen again sealed closed, ready for the King’s next erotic encounter.
“My Master…My King…I bow down to you, and serve you as you wish me.” Her voice but a whisper in the darkness.
Throne Room.
Up on the podium, Prince Joffrey was lounging on his throne, with Elisa draped over him, nipping at his neck, as jugglers were performing tricks to amuse the royal court. Joffrey’s hand wandered up Elisa’s skirt, and he was about to tease her lower lips, when the din was interrupted by a Head guard.
Prince Joffrey, There is a man at the gates. Claims to have killed a wandering goblin who was raiding our villages. He wants to serve in the army he says and warned that the goblins, trolls and orcs are raiding and that something must be done in the field. I have him under guard now and await your command. “
Withdrawing his hand up from under Elisa’s skirt, he patted her to rise off him, as he too did so stand up and descend the small podium stairs. “Well, don’t just stand there, send him in. Oh…and go check to see if my Father is ready to return here, I figure he has had a wild time with the Lady Minerva.”
He then snapped his fingers, as Elisa came to his side.
“This is going to get good.”
<3>
Brandon was spent from Minerva’s skillful movements. Her body and mind were as always ever present in him. She lay spent next to him, saying… “My Master…My King…I bow down to you, and serve you as you wish me.”
” You serve me well. I feel quite reshreshed my mistress. My Minerva. “
Slowly rising he began to dress. Realizing that though he wanted more time with her they had so very much to do. Both of them were needed. She noted things he might not and saw much. He needed to be directly involved and to move this war ahead. It was time to take action lest they lose the fight against the angelic house of treachery.
“Get dressed my dear. We have much to do and little time. I could pleasure you all day but there is so much to do. I need you with me to see what you can. Help be my eyes and ears in the court. You may note something I do not. “
Turning to head towards the door after she had dressed the pair headed downstairs for the throne room.
Throne Room
Drakkar was led under guard to the throne room. The head guard had been silent as they moved down the passageways. They were well lit and everyone seemed in good spirits. There was a large man on the throne whom he assumed was either the King or Prince with a vampiress by his side. He bowed as he made his way to the front holding his helmet in the crook of his arm, his black armor covering most of his deformed skin. The only part showing was his hideously deformed face.
” I came to serve m’lord. “
Brandon made it down the stairs as Drakkar was being led before Joffrey. Toting behind him was Minerva. The pair watching the exchange from the rear curious how his son would handle the situation, the King waited a bit to watch the situation.
Magnus had already delivered the armor to the pair and The King had dismissed him. The witches had begun a cauldron of magic. Seeing that they were using the feathers well he looked over their work and gave it some admiring works before returning to the battlements. He had to deliver a message to Lord Ash through the gem. He might need his help before long.
The King had enjoyed Minerva a great deal, but unfortunately their private time was to be cut short, due to them being needed before the court, to get ready for the war with the Angelic Casterly family. Minerva lay on the bed, like a lounging leopard, watching her King as he redressed himself, and advised her to do the same, so that she may join him in court. Minerva understood the enormity of the situation, and of course, she may well pick up on things the King might miss. She was his eyes and ears in the Throne room. She obeyed his order, and slid her legs off the bed, then rose to standing, dressing once more in a very revealing set of silks, that matched her collar perfectly. Minerva refrained from touching the King, unless he so ordered her to, even though she found herself wanting him again. On the opening of the door, the collared witch followed behind her King silently, making her way back to the throne room, and to see how the Prince was going in his father’s absence.
Throne Room
Elisa was enjoying this new found attention from the wicked Joffrey, who kept toying with her hair, as he listened to Drakkar introduce himself. News had come that orcs and others were abusing the townfolk, and if this was true, then the King or the Prince would be required to show the populace they were ready to serve and protect. their own.
Nice sword. Joffrey said, as he took possession if the specially crafted armour. “We welcome you of course, to assist us in our fight against the Angels. Make no mistake, they have ruled their own realm without complaint, but all good things must come to an end. I plan to see that as a reality”
Drakkar knelt as he heard the Princes words not noticing the King’s arrival. He spoke the words…
“We welcome you of course, to assist us in our fight against the Angels. Make no mistake, they have ruled their own realm without complaint, but all good things must come to an end. I plan to see that as a reality”
Drakkar responded back in kind at the welcome, slowly rising to his full height.
” Well I thank you m’lord. I await your command.”
He then took a position where the guards indicated should he be needed for anything.
Brandon was well refreshed and quite impressed with his son. Joffrey was handling the throne well as a commander should. It was nigh drawing on time to lead their armies out on the field. However he had seen his son toying with Elisa and she had definitely proven by her actions deserving of his sons lust. As he made his way near the dais he smiled at Joffrey.
” Well done son. Perhaps you might like some time to privately congratulate Elisa. She has done so well so far. Both of you have. “
Brandon really was a proud father. The line was again strong it seemed.
The King’s return was a welcomed one, by not only the court, but also Elisa, who had been pawing at Joffrey in the hopes they might get a chance to celebrate the death of Orion, and the start of a new unholy war. She crossed one foot over the other, and got in behind the Prince, as the King raised his voice, so his son could hear.
” Well done son. Perhaps you might like some time to privately congratulate Elisa. She has done so well so far. Both of you have. “
The Demon Prince found himself smiling broadly having won the respect of his father over the handling of the latter guests, while his Father had been entertained by the temptress Minerva. Now…now it was the Prince’s turn. He felt Elisa at his back, and reached around skillfully, taking her hand in his and then bowing to his Father.
“Much appreciated, my Father and King. I shall take this blood rose to my chambers, and see to it she is rewarded for her loyalty to King and country.” That said, he led Elisa out of the throne room, much to the chuckles and veiled whispers of the court. He was truly abandoning his rights to his former wife by taking another woman into his bed chamber. And not just any woman, but the one that led Orion to his downfall.
Joffrey’s Chambers
Entering the chamber, Joffrey burst out laughing, his evil cackle would send chills up the spine of any mere mortal. It was dark and haunting, and as soon as Elisa closed the door, the Prince rounded on her. “Oh…bravo!..Bravo my dear. Your timing was simply impeccable. To come across that namby pamby Angelic fop…and led him to me for the big…CHOP!”Elisa giggled as she watched the dark Prince, who was slowly tearing off his clothes. He looked up at a painting of his wife, Selene and then hissed at it. “ANGEL SLUT!” He roared, as a ball of flame appeared on his right hand, and he flung it at the painting, causing it to erupt on the wall. The paints bubbling and running down in sickly lines of white and orange.
“What did you ever see in her?” Elisa asked coyly, undoing her clasp on her bodice, and letting it fall to the floor. It was like they were slowly undressing, while discussing the current events. The Demon Prince, who…was really nothing more now than a foul snake replied. “A holy snatch? Hell, I don’t know. I didn’t marry her. HE did.” now this was a clue as to who was really who, and even Elisa raised a brow. “What?” The Demon Prince scoffed and then recanted saying. “I must have been..out of my mind at the time.” His yellowed eyes then fell upon Elisa’s ripe bosom and he licked his lips.
“I think I found new toys.” Joffrey made a bee line for her and made a grab for her hips, pulling her up against him and dancing around, twirling. “WE.. you and me…are going to soon be the King and Queen of Vaas lands…just as soon as our army marches on that pathetic little realm, and I have the King’s head on a pike. Right outside the front gate. Like…an ornament. YES! This is what happens when you make Joffy MAD!” He threw his head back and laughed like a maniac, before then getting a lusty urge. What he did next….was shocking to say the least. His legs turned into one big long snake tail, and the tip of it was barbed and sharp. Soon the coils were winding around Elisa as he gazed at her with a hypnotic stare.
“Ready for your reward?” He teased, licking her bottom lip as the dangerous tail was sneaking up behind her. Mesmerized she nodded without word as the slick fast movements of the serpent’s tail rocketed up inside her and started to pump her mercilessly. Tearing at her insides, so blood flowed thick and freely upon the floor beneath her. Horrified, she groaned in agony and ecxtasy as Joffrey laughed crudely. Being undead had its advantages.
“Yessssss, take it like a whore. Mmmmmm ssssuch a good girl. Ahahahahaassssssss.”
Magnus had used his power to send a message through his crystal. Knowing it would send only a one way message to Lord Ash, he hoped that Ash would help. He had no way of knowing for sure. Looking out over the the Night lands it seemed the Army was now in some semblance of order. The guards had begun to assert some control on the ranks. They would begin the march soon he thought to himself.
Throne Room
King Brandon began to feel the effects of his armor more fully. Magnus had indeed done quite a job with his smith. They had made it well he thought as the polished black obsidian of it’s sheen fell off the lights in the room. At his hip was Soulstealer. The sword hungered for death. He was right and ready with the necessities of battle. He began to summon the guard together.
” Please order the Knights readied and gather the barracks near the gates. We shall soon need all readied. The time is near upon us for the Casterly’s doom. The Brax house and honor shall see full redemption. “
Watching the witches he knew they also had something quite evil planned. What he could only guess.
As the guards filed out of the room he turned upon the lone guard, pointing at him.
“You shall be my squire. Stay near at hand I see you being needed before long. What was your name? “
Drakkar turned to attention and faced his king.
“Drakkar, my lord. “
Brandon smiled at the dark knight now personal squire. Something felt oddly familiar about him. He wasnt sure what it was.
” We await Joffrey then meet the horde at the gates. Get my horse ready Drakkar, we will soon be off. “
