Chapter Seven

***DISCLAIMER***

Please remember, this story is meant to be as erotic as it is fantasy based. :) Also, my apologies for the lengthy wait for this. Obviously I wanted to get other blogs up in between chapters, a lot easier said than done. Lol Anyway, this chapter may seem like it's jumping around a lot, because it is, but it's only because a lot is happening and I'm really, really, REALLY looking forward to writing the next chapter. Really. :)

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Unknown location

A massive throne room set under a painted ceiling that has certainly seen some wear since its inception into this hall. Seated on the throne, musing over the leash in her hand connected to a white haired cat girl, is the queen of this realm barely armored but quite heavily guarded. In front of her, a gladiator rests herself down on her knee before bowing her head.

“All you have brought before me has been slain. As per the rules of your combat, I now wish to invoke my earlier request.”

“You wish the freedom of my pet?” The queen asks smiling as she twines her fingers in through the leash.

“Yes. I will continue fighting in your arena, but I wish your slave be free.”

“Hm...very well.” She drops the leash from her left hand but quickly catches it again with her right drawing the womans attention in front of her.

“What...what are you doing?”

“She was free...so I took her. Do you dare question me on that?”

The woman, noticing the queens fingertips beginning to glow, lowers her head back down again.

“N-no, your majesty.”

The queen smiles at this as the cat girl looks between them before noticing a gentle trickle of blood appearing out from the queen's leg.

“However, I am quite open to the prospect of you obtaining me a suitable replacement. If that can be accomplished...” Reacting quickly, the cat girl rests her paws overtop of the cut creating a glow. When she removes her hands, the cut is sealed much to the delight of her Mistress. “Good girl. Don't want whats in coming out, do we?”

~*~

Cleopatra's camp, Illingdoon Mountains

More specifically, inside of the self proclaimed Goddess' tent where the divine individual sits up at a table looking over an area map covering the mountains. Her chair was, of course, a woman clad up in latex with her legs forcibly held up to act as a back support, even though Cleopatra was leaning forward at the moment putting more weight over the slave's breasts. As Cleopatra reaches for her drink, the tent flap opens as a soldier drops to a knee holding out a sealed scroll.

“From the field, Goddess.”

Cleo accepts it and unfurls it over the map giving it a look over all the while musing to herself about what she sees.

“So, the child queen wishes to avoid the frontlines and come up through the rear.”

“Orders?”

“Have the troops continue their assault of the elven city. When they start to see Slutton troops among the elves...tell them to begin opening more cages. Mm, speaking on that matter though, has Jennaton joined the battle yet?”

“No, Goddess, their gates remain closed and only scouts have been spotted in their towers.”

“Strange. No, annoying. Such a long trip to only crush two populaces.”

“Shall I send a unit to try and entice them out?”

“No. Their reasoning for leaving the elves honestly leaves me intrigued. Anyway, on you go. Oh, but before you do,” Cleopatra takes up the scroll once more. “Where is the messenger who was first handling this?”

Cleo's soldier pulls hard on a chain forcing in a bound and gagged Slutton soldier. Cleo's eyes widen with delight as she looks her over and even comes from her seat gesturing her soldier away who, after bowing his head, takes his leave.

“Oh my. Such a young and pretty thing. What shall I make you into, hm?”

~*~

Illsvalia, Outer Wall

“Keep firing!”

Felicity shouts among her long line of sisters shooting their arrows down into the mass of Slutton and Alexandria troops. What was being fired back wasn't lethal but still effective as a metal claw fires up latching around an elves neck pulling her into the fray where she is immediately disarmed and worked into a nearby cage.

“Filthy bastards!” Felicity once more shouts firing out a few arrows killing a couple of soldiers before using her bow to smash away a claw aimed at her.

“There's too many! We can't hold the wall!” A frightened elf cries out.

“We have to hold.” Felicity proclaims. “No matter what it takes.”

“I...I can't!” She stammers in response stepping away.

“Don't leave your post!” Felicity orders as the elf shakes her head and goes to retreat. Felicity draws her bow aiming on the deserting elf when a massive explosion destroys a portion of the wall startling the one elf who falls into the rubble and is quickly pulled away.

Both armies stream into the city as the elves on the wall are quickly overrun. Felicity manages to get one quick look toward Jennaton noting their absence before gripping her bow smacking a few of the more grabby soldiers away. She continues swinging cracking her bow against their heads and arms until it's had enough stress and snaps under the pressure. She uses the two ends to stab into one soldier and picks up a different bow using that to fire a couple arrows into a few other Alexandrian soldiers about to take away some elves who use the opportunity to flee. Felicity watches them go before feeling a club smacking the back of her head. In a daze, she watches the clouds above her move before realizing they weren't moving, she was. Before she can react, she's thrown into a cage with the door shut behind her.

~*~

Palace, Illsvalia

Loud crashes are heard from the outside as palace guards rush around to get into proper placement. Over in the far corner, Queen Lilandra works with a few of her officials while Celes, Lori, Jess, and Becky sit off to the side watching everything as it happens. Remaining silent, the quartet only watch as a soldier quickly rushes toward Lilandra taking her attention away from the others.

“The outer wall has been breached, your highness. Alexandrian and Slutton troops have stormed the city.”

Lilandra's face drops deeply as Celes stands having heard that.

“What about those that were there? What about Felicity?”

“Celes...” Lori whispers trying to keep her friend from barging into business she shouldn't be a part of. However, Celes only steps closer toward the queen.

“Most were taken into cages, a small few made it back to the inner wall. Either your friend was lost in the scuffle, or...” The soldier stops as Celes finishes the rest of the sentence herself stepping back again to sit down.

Lilandra watches her but says nothing of the matter and turns down toward the soldier.

“What of Jennaton?”

“They send no aid, your highness, their doors have remained shut the entire time.”

“There must be something wrong then.” Lilandra says as an official steps up behind her.

“It would do no good to ponder such matters now, your highness, we must vacate you from the palace at once.”

Lilandra looks down, not exactly eager to just flee but deep down she knows without the aid of Jennaton they wouldn't manage to hold off both Slutton and Alexandria at the same time. So she nods but then looks to the four others.

“You should come with me.”

“With you?” Jess inquires. “Where?”

“There is a safe haven spot in the mountains, secluded from all knowledge save for the royal family.”

“And...you're just going to take us there?” Jess asks again.

“Your quest is far too important to end here. From the haven you should be able to regroup your thoughts and figure out another strategy. If you could make it to the ancient harbor...”

“Your highness, you know the harbor is impossible to access. It hasn't been used in several centuries.”

“Wait,” Jess crosses her arms. “There's a harbor on this side of the continent?”

“Yes.” Lilandra replies. “But the path is...collapsed and cursed.”

“Cursed?” Becky chimes in.

“Long ago, when Valkyrie was defending this continent from Cleopatra, there was a fierce battle that destroyed the eastern roads along the mountains. Since then several attempts have been made to repair the road but all have been met with disastrous results. A high flood, torrential winds, and at one point creatures from the abyss. There is no other path to the harbor, but if you could find a way...”

“What about you?” Jess inquires.

“I...will leave the city, but I cannot leave the continent.” Lilandra replies as an official leans in over her shoulder.

“There really is no more time to explain such things, your highness. It is imperative that you leave now.”

“Yes. Very well, we leave.” Lilandra replies before heading back for the throne room. The official looks back at the others and gestures for them to follow as they do.

Inside the throne room, Lilandra presses a button alongside the throne opening up a secret passage stepping inside shortly followed by the others with the door closing shut tightly behind them.

~*~

Cleopatra's camp, Illingdoon Mountains

“Good lamp, keep your thumbs out. Just like that.”

Cleo smiles as the former messenger for the Slutton Army now rests nude up on a table being bent backward with a chain running down from around her neck with a couple of bright lights shining forth. Her elbows were pulled up alongside her head and tied in place as her hands were given the same treatment in behind. Her thumbs, Cleo would rest an Alexandrian flag off of smiling brightly when she sees her project finished. Pleased, she steps back from the whimpering lamp and looks to one of her own messengers.

“How is the city?”

“Overrun, Goddess. It'll be yours by morning.”

“And the child queen?”

“Still not found. She may have gotten lost in the mountain paths. Some of the elves state the area is cursed.”

“Sounds like something they would say. Either way if she isn't mine her city still will be. Alert the troops, let them know I grow weary of this alliance with Slutton.”

“At once, Goddess.”

~*~

Illsvalia, Centre Courtyard

Commander Hayes makes her way around the courtyard surveying the elves being forcibly removed from their homes and placed into cages for transport. She listens to the screams and the pleas and smiles to herself wondering which she should take back with her to her own camp. She notices a blond haired one being pulled into a cage and begins her approach until being stopped by one of her lieutenants.

“Ma'am! Alexandria's forces have betrayed us! They're enslaving Slutton troops by the wall!”

“What?!” Hayes shouts looking back toward the wall before growling some under her breath. “Collect the troops, have them report to the courtyard at once!”

“Yes, ma'am!” The lieutenant rushes off as Jessica turns to get those already in the courtyard ready. However, the cross has already taken its toll here as Alexandrian soldiers attack those of Slutton. Jessica draws out her sword when she feels a metal claw attach itself snuggly around her neck. “Damn the queen.”

~*~

Haven, Illingdoon Mountains

Working their way into the cave through the small opening between the rocks, Lilandra heads over to light up a few torches while the rest simply look around. It was definitely a downgrade from the palce, in fact it looks more like a hovel than a haven with the single room and beds. Still, it's safer than the city as Lilandra offers out the beds to the girls as a place to sit. They take the offer as Celes looks around.

“I take it this place doesn't get used too often.”

“No, so my apologies if this isn't suitable to your likings.”

“Oh no, I didn't mean it like that. It's great, just...when you mentioned it was for the royal family...”

“I think she means she thought it would be more than a hole in the wall.” Jess says prompting Lilandra to nod.

“I understand. This is...shocking to me as well. But we are safe here so you can plan your next course of action.”

“Well,” Celes begins. “For starters, do you know anything about the attack?”

“I'm afraid not. Who took your fellow students is as much a mystery to me as is to you.”

“Do you know a good place where we can go?” Lori inquires.

“The Bunny Pyramid on Booberella is as good a place for information as anywhere.”

“Bunny Pyramid?” Jess asks arching up a brow.

“It is an entertainment complex, lots of people attend their functions. Lots of people with information, stories, everything. But...again, you would need to get offworld before you could accomplish getting there.”

“True.” Celes sighs looking down.

“Do you still intend on becoming stowaways on a slaver ship?” Lilandra asks.

“Yeah, that's still the plan. I suppose now would be as good a chance as any.”

Lilandra looks down knowing what that entails as Celes bites her lower lip wishing she hadn't put it that way now.

“I'm sorry.”

Lori looks between them and then to the beds. “Let's just get some rest for now, we can sort out our plans in the morning.”

~*~

Palace throne room, Illsvalia (Next morning)

Screams were still echoing down from the streets as carts of slaves were wheeled out to whatever future was awaiting them. Up in the throne room, Cleopatra makes her way to the window looking out to the ocean beyond with a warm smile on her face.

“Thank you for your patronage.” She says turning toward Lilandra's official. “You're certain your queen is there?”

“She's no queen of mine, Goddess, I have seen the power you command. But, yes, she is there.”

“Hm.” Cleo looks back outside before sighing and gesturing to her guards who grab hold of the surprised official.

“What are you doing? I am loyal!”

“Yes, well, loyalty is nice and all...I much prefer obedience.” With another gesture, the guards take the official away as Cleopatra watches on. “Plus it would have been far easier keeping my new toy here.”

~*~

Outside Haven, Illingdoon Mountains

“All night in these blasted mountains. Where is the back entrance to this city?” General Harriet Whitmore shouts out to her own small gathering of soldiers who look about as confused as she is on the subject. “Useless, all of you.”

The young queen turns away and crosses her arms in a huff as she makes her way down the path stopping when she hears a commotion up ahead filled with names she had never heard before. Quietly she approaches and looks around seeing five individuals being taken down to the ground and put into shackles before being forced up. Harriet's eyes widen when she sees one as the Queen of Illsvalia and licks her lips.

“My pet.”

She takes a step around the corner when one of Alexandria's soldiers notices her and calls out the others to capture her.

“What are you doing? I am Gen--”

Her voice is cut off when she realizes she needs to make a hasty retreat back to her own squad of soldiers. Unfortunately, she's grabbed by her coat prompting her to retaliate with a few back elbows costing her the loss of balance as she trips down and continues falling down the side of the mountain. She hears the scuffle continue for a short bit later as she continues falling crash landing from a small cliff into the water below.

A few minutes later, Harriet emerges up on the shore dragging herself to dry land while taking some deep breaths. She then rolls onto her back and looks up at the massive mountain above her and then to her right where she notices a small harbor.

~*~

Jennaton Palace, Jennaton

The palace interior was dark and and on the far end of destruction as various bits of furnishings lay strewn about over the floor. Paintings were torn and blood splatters dotted the wall. The Gamma Sorceress stood in the midst of this quite impressed as her skeletal follower, Walker, kept itself close in behind her.

“I knew I smelled death. But whose?”

The sorceress' question is soon answered when she hears the moans not too far away from her. She looks over and finds three undead individuals in brightly decorated attire slowly shambling their way toward her. The sorceress smirks as she steps back letting her skeleton defend her. None of the zombies are a match for the skeleton given their clumsy, slow efforts of attack. Not to mention their limbs being easily torn off until Gamma ends up sighing folding her arms.

“You're right, they weren't meant to harm you.”

A voice comes from the corridor before all three zombies collapse on the floor as if their strings had been cut. Walker returns back to Gamma's side as the sorceress watches another brilliantly dressed woman enter the room.

“Princess Mary of Jennaton,” Gamma begins. “Or should I say queen? Given the former queen's blood now stains these walls. Was this all your work?”

“Yes. I needed to summon you forth and figured this would be the quickest way.”

“Hm, no wonder the war outside was so quick and boring. Aside from you no one could order out the troops.”

“The war outside was of no concern, just as my family was of no concern when compared to why I summoned you.”

“Honestly, I'm a little flattered. An entire royal family slain and nearly an entire continent shifts under power...just to have an audience with--”

“He is waiting for you.”

Mary interrupts catching Gamma by surprise.

“He? As in...”

“Yes. He's almost finished building Chaos but the slaves he's recently acquired are weak, some of them are of strong will. It's hard even for him keeping some of them in line.”

“So he needs me.”

“He needs your magic.”

“What about you?”

“I was sent to find you.” Mary retorts stepping closer toward Gamma. “You have no idea what it means to everyone when he's finally finished. The squabbles you've found so interesting on this planet will seem like a catfight for a pair of shoes compared to what will be brought upon across the universe.”

Gamma only smiles. “Shoes? Still the princess.”

“I am a servant, and you are coming with me.”

“And I don't get to see what happens next here. Oh well...take me to him. Let's see what this thing does to everyone.”

Gamma continues smiling as a large portal opens up beside them. Mary enters first then followed by Gamma with Walker trailing close behind.

Next Chapter:

The Breaking of Lilandra