Strong adult themes and distressing content || Court Of Amaeris || Book One ||
Solar Flare - Demon hunting guild and the new permanent residence for Astola's Tri-bloods.
Four years is a long time to be hunting demons on military orders, but...
*Chapter contains themes of child abuse, sexual assault and trauma responses*
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Incubus...
I had no comprehension on what that meant when I was eight; forced back into the palace as a child, my whole life flipped upside down after being named a candidate for Solar's vessel. Not only had I discovered that the man I called father, was actually my uncle... but the woman I called aunt was my actual mother, my cousins were actually my half siblings.
Only thing that didn't change, was my Grandmother, and neither did her hatred towards me. I heard the term 'feral incubus' from her; the Grand Queen of Astola, and while my family's love for me, save for Miriam, didn't change, my position in life did...
Drastically.
By the time I was ten, I had become withdrawn, quiet and kept to myself, mostly to avoid my grandmothers anger towards me. Imagine being nine years old, hearing your own grandmother call you all kinds of demon-based slurs and getting lashed for simply talking out of turn?
Because that was life for me. I was ten. A Kid. Subject to daily beatings...
I overheard her once; Grandmother's plans to be rid of me if I wasn't Astola's prestigious God vessel; to off the demon filth her daughter sprung on her. In my desperation, looking for anything to keep me alive if I wasn't Solar's chosen, I realised I could become a pretty big political figure.
Because I couldn't change my own life, I started striving for a seat in Miriam's court; to become a member of her council, and maybe even a seat within Cayden's, my older brothers, when he took Miriam's place one day – all so I could change the laws around Tri-blood's.
I started studying diligently, realising just how bad it was here compared to other countries. I figured I could change it for the better. I might have been a quiet kid, but I wasn't a stupid one; I knew they had been dealt the bad hand in life, more so here in Astola than anywhere. Hell they were free over in our neighbouring countries of Orphaela and Regis... and I wanted to change that slave card for them. So when I said rather publicly that's what I wanted to do, she punished me.
I still have the scars from the silver she tipped her whip with. Not long after, I was forced to select a pet, Miriam's idea of punishment for speaking up about the tri-blood's mistreatment. And that's when I met Arianna; the first person I ever truly related too, my first proper best friend, the person who cheered me on with my goals and consoled me when Miriam would laugh at those ideals of mine...
And the person I would do anything to protect.
I was twelve when I started researching what I was, and seeing how the world had labelled halfling Succubi and Incubi was probably one of the most disheartening moments of my life. I swore then and there that no one would ever find out what I was, both to keep the respect of those above me should I ever become a council member, and to protect myself.
