Rene
Chanting of old could be heard as the three juveniles traveled through the halls. It was deemed a blessing from the ancestors as a guide from the time of the great fall until now.
Rene had felt the most connected to his ancestors as expected since he was of a rebirth line, one could not be incarnated unless the ties of the soul realm wished for you to do so.
There was a heavy tension amongst them. Everyone knew how sour it could get when the two 'betrothed' were in the same room. Flames had once consumed the entire hall threatening to end the lives of all those who were present just because of the nonsense that flew out of the wench's mouth.
He could smell her before he saw her. The overpowering scent of honey and sulfur had him gagging and as result he conjured a blocking shield to limit the scent that invaded his sensitive nostrils.
Marasca was a product of his first cousin who were from a small bird tribe to which his mother had ties,hence the relentless attempts to get them to wed. The young woman was smitten with him ever since they were younger and had no qualms with marrying her younger cousin.
She was five years his senior but could pass for his little sister.Her actions reflected that of an uncivilized brat. Too many times he'd seen her throw a tantrum because she didn't get something. spoiled quackin' bird.
They entered the hall where his mother and the girl were seated sipping what looked to be maraconey, a blend of bitter juice and fermented honey . He and Mar shared a brief look, a communication of sorts, intended for him to remain calm.
"Dame imperatrix", Rene greeted formally.
" It is still very much mother Rene, your formality is absurd". Nareyna curtly responded.
"Pardon my ingrained knack for showing respect" Rene replied his monotonous echoes left no room for further input.
" Well hello Rene, it has been many moons since I last saw you" the scrawny voice of Marasca filled the now noiseless room.
" Not long enough, may I ask why you are here?"
" To plan our wedding of course I'm sure Tante Nareyna had mentioned it" came her response.
" As long as fire burns in my body I'll never consider you to be my marriashat You're not even worthy of a single shag".
Gasps rang out in the silent room, one could guess from whom.
"Rene!!,how dare you disrespect such a noble woman" his mother screeched.
" A noble woman does not go down on bended knees for quattie mother, not every fountain is worth drinking from" Rene replied calmly he was just about done with his mothers antics.
An intense surge was felt throughout the room, the queen was outraged. Her amber eyes ignited as earth elements encased her body. Flowing energy of green and browns plowed into each other. She was known for her short temper a trait the King had liked when they first met. The entire wing started quaking, loud crashes rang out as wood was met with marble. A snarling tornado-like funnel was rising. Darkness loomed over the occupants as the void blocked the light that entered through the windows.
Rene stood in the middle of the chaos unconcerned his mother's temper tantrums were eerily similar to her niece's birds of a feather flock together and frankly he had gotten used to it.
"Reyna!!, what is the reason for your disturbance female" a orotund voice boomed.
The quaking stopped abruptly.
" My apologies Chante-peta, I got carried away" Reyna apologized.
The King had heard the commotion, trying as he might to block them out. Perfect hearing was a blessing and a curse. He hated who his wife was becoming; a power hungry wench. He was so blinded by his affections for her that he might have eliminated the possibility that he was also a pawn in a game. He never cared for interbreeding, but he was not a product and ensured his intimate relations were not a relative in any case or line.
What baffled him the most was that his wife who herself was made to marry a member of her empire and ran away because of such, wanted her child to marry into similar circumstances.
" Why insist on the boy marrying the woman? you dear, are being what you ran away from" The King continued, barely acknowledging his marriashat's apology.
" Very well then, you may leave now son." the queen ordered.
Rene acknowledged his Dad with a firm nod and the three juveniles exited the meeting hall.
" Kako my quarters, there's a few articles of clothing that need discarding there" Mar voiced, a deep husk had entered his speech one he knew his victim could not deny.
" My apologies dear, I have already made one of those meetings in someone else's quarters" the girl replied, walking away with a defined sway in her plump hips; a victory sway for the onlooker.
" You reek of desperation my friend, it's a horrid smell might I add" Rene jabbed at his friend, failing miserably to contain the laugh that escaped his throat.
" She will be writhing beneath me tonight, I promise you that much" The other boy muttered.
The two separated and Rene beelined to his quarters. He noticed the doors were open recently as the warm residue of sweaty hands remained on the handles.
A very naked female was on his center rug legs sprawled a part ,juices flowing,ready to receive.
The sight was not sexy by the least as he stared in disgust at the gaping hole for an entrance, not even the gray-heads came with such a vast opening; a literal black hole waiting to swallow him whole. He shuddered at the thought highly repulsed by the ugliness that was before him.
"Get the f*ck out of here, before I burn the hell out of you" his voice deadly, at the same time a blast of flame flew from his hands missing the now shaken girl.
She scrambled to her feet, her honey and sulphuric scent increasing with her fear and obvious arousal.
" I was only trying to change your mind , afterall I am never that easy to resist" she uttered proudly,rubbing at her intimates.
" A man who only fills his seed in a
respectable women can resist, but we already know that a paid bed warmer has little respect."Her eyes flashed with anger but another surge of flame came from Rene this time catching her naked figure on fire, he watched her burn before he downed the flame. Her skin was mauled, but could be healed if she could find an ancient healer.
" Consider that a lesson, never put foot in this space again, next time it won't be just skin that is unrecognizable".
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