W.I.T.C.H.: The Bloody Throne

Part 11

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Contend not meant for young or sensitive readers!!!

While the Meridian Royal Family prepared for the visit of King Royan, Armana, her son, and her servant Ionah were in a carriage strung by 4 Wind Stallions; they were on their way to Morovia to fulfill the contract with King Orlan. While Dante peacefully slept, Armana's demeanor became sourer the closer they got to Orlan's Kingdom. She knew all she had to do was spend one night in Morovia, but she knew that Orlan would demand she spent the night with him and the thought of his hands on her body sickened her.

"I still can't believe I let you talk me into this." Armana hissed and gave Ionah a hateful glare. "You know that he is going to try and defile me, right?"

"It is all part of the plan, Armana. A plan that, may I remind you, you came up with. You are a beautiful, young, and mature woman; with the existence of your son," Ionah gestured to the sleeping boy, "you will not be seen as a threat. It all fits together perfectly."

Armana sighed and leaned back in her seat with her eyes closed and her arms crossed. She knew of the plan and all the intricate parts to it, this was a major hurdle and, once it was crossed, there was little that stood in her way. Morovia held important holdings and materials that were required. Furthermore, King Orlan was young and manipulatable. It all seemed so perfect. Still, she had doubts; what if Orlan wasn't as gullible as she thought?

"What if he catches wind of our plan?"

"How would he? He is barely a man and is driven by hormones. It is all obvious when you consider his engagement to Princess Flùr of Claudan. All you have to do is smile, speak softly, and flame the embers of his ego. I have been around enough men to know that is all that is needed to have them melt in your hands." Answered Ionah, her eyes reflecting the calm serenity within her. When she saw that her words didn't change Armana's mood, Ionah calmly smiled. "Armana, this is a ruthless world, if you want what you wish for you must take it and hold onto the most certain path with tooth and nail."

"You speak like you have experience." Replied Armana and gave her new servant a questioning look. She knew little to nothing about the magenta-eyed, horned woman that appeared in her study on a dark night. In response, Ionah only smiled.

"I have made many plans in the past and most went just the way I wanted."

"And the ones that didn't?"

"I have no idea; I didn't stay for the consequences. Quite frankly, my past is none of your concern. I am here to aid you in obtaining your goal. Your goal is to obtain enough power to rule over Ero the way you see fit, this is just a tool to obtain your goal. With Orlan out of your way, there will be little to stop you." Ionah justified and it seemed to please Armana, but there was still the problem of Meridian.

"What did you have planned about Meridian and their King and Queen?"