Like she was embracing our "Wicked culture'' those angels convinced them to hate. It was something my father would in fact hope for our kind to sit among humans whether we know or not. I kept an eye on the fight. I wanted to see a better show.
"Hausti," My steward goblin stood beside my chair and held his small posture proudly as my servant. "We have a new guest among us, but I don't think they want too much attention. Order wine for everyone to bring out the festivities." As I gave my instructions my oldest brother stared at me wanting some silence. "That will be all Hausti get." Sitting back in my chair. "Yes, Prince Alcaeus." He bowed and went to work. Then the battle ended with the Drakaina winning. As I predicted. 'So boring it is, but why am I so intrigued by this mortal?' I was laughing slightly as the king's steward signed papers between the demons upon agreement. "Brother, what's so funny now?" My little brother asked slyly. "Oh nothing you sly snake," I grinned at him as I grabbed a wine glass swirling it in front of my face staring at the girl through the glass.
I felt almost like a love struck demon with this girl here not knowing I was watching her. I felt like a cat watching my new toy. Waiting for the right time to pounce on the sweet Delectable lady. Snapping my mind out of those thoughts I had to remember I was a demon of poise and grace. I sat up higher and held myself to better composure. Seeing the nymphs walk around hangin out glasses of wine and fruits and meats I saw the girl Take a glass and some bread. She set the glass on a table set out in front of the Imps and passed the bread out to the little children. Then did something even more selfless.
*Mica's P.O.V*
I checked to see if everyone took a piece but the plate of bread was still in front of us. Looking over I saw some orcs looking down as the Nymph laughed at them and skipped them and a few other creatures. I peered at Iowage seeing if I was hallucinating. She nodded at me and kept quiet. They held their wine growling at the nymph as she walked back to the princes for more food. I felt a little distraught by it. One of the Imp children looked at me and said, "What she did wasn't nice," it was like she read my mind, but no one moved to do anything. "You gotta be kidding me," I said and turned to the Orcs. " Excuse me?" I asked, but they still looked down.
I stood up grabbing the large bowl of bread and walked around the small wall separating us ignoring the Imps whispers for me to come back. "Excuse me?" I walked up to the Large male Orc I assumed was in charge. He looked up growling at me. "Would you like some bread sir?" I offered the bowl to him. "Is this a joke? Are you Fucking Mocking my kind?" He was very angry.
Other orcs looked angry with him. "No sir, I just don't want this food to be wasted. We have More than enough for ourselves. And what that Other person did wasn't exactly nice." I said, giving him the Bowl Of bread. And walking back to the table grabbing the other bowls set on the table in front of our group. Then walked back passing the Orcs to another group, Minotaurs, and another was Sand creatures. Then I walked back not caring about the eyes staring at me. The Nymph from before cut me off before I could reach my Seat standing in front of the Orcs section.
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Gone Baby Gone
FantasyHow about an adventure away from this boring world. FUN FACT: I was drunk and stoned making this most of the time this was from back then when I wrote this so please enjoy? Critiques Welcomed, Grammar nazi's I welcome you to just remember I failed e...