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Being pushed back onto my bed felt shockingly good, despite the force behind it. Queen Velverosa fell over me, bracing herself on either with her arms. Her voice was hard to understand, but I could tell by the side to side snapping of her tail that she was being snarky with me. Her weight shifted, a knee slid between my legs, and I let out a loud groan of pleasure from it. My wrists were pinned, her weight pushing on me to keep my body still as she made it clear that I wasn’t to move. Then, leaning down, she shifted her weight and rolled so I was flung off the bed and roughly onto the floor in a mess of sheets and pillows.
Seeking
By:
Satashi
Cerik sighed to himself as he looked down at the mess before him, one side of the sheets on his hands. “I said wake up already.”
Malori struggled to free herself from the cotton prison so she could grab a pillow and sling it at her best friend. “Why did you wake me? It was just getting good!” A pout came over her face when he caught the projectile and lightly tossed it back onto the mattress.
“I don’t want to know.” The male walked through the small apartment so he could start looking through his friend’s pantry. “Meeting with the king, remember? They told us last night before we left.” Finding a few loaves of bread, he picked up a larger one and tore it in half so he could start eating one side of it. Making his way back, he ignored Malori struggling to get dressed in favor of sitting on the bed, not even bothering to help fix the mess that he made. “Wonder what they want with us this time.”
Malori answered while mostly trying to comb her hair. “Probably more to do with the war and everything.” Once done with her task she turned and caught half the loaf thrown at her at the same time, taking a bite while going for her boots. “Fine with me, we normally have the rest of the day off from school, so I’ll head to the tower.” As Cerik’s face lit up, she couldn’t help but grin at her friend. “Yes, you’re invited too.”
It only took the two friends half an hour to finish up and make it to the teleportation portal close to the middle of town. Malori touched it and focused her mana, soon forming an image of the capital city in Folstina. “Ready?” She asked casually over her shoulder.
“As I’ll ever be to talk to a king.” Cerik put his hand on Malori’s shoulder so they could pass through at the same time, appearing in a special location reserved for those invited to be guests of royalty. “Much better than walking.”
“Lazy ass,” Malori accused him playfully.
“Says the girl who can freaking teleport,” Cerik grumbled back. “I bet you don’t even walk up the tower anymore, do you?” Instead of answering, Malori instead quickly darted behind a corner. “Mal?” The panicked look he was getting made him turn back to see princess Leora running up to him. “Princess!?” He quickly bowed to her.
“Cerik!” She looked up at him excitedly. “I’m so glad to see you!”
“M-me!?” A hand went to scratch the back of his head bashfully. “I mean, I suppose I have been the rising star lately at the academy-”
“Malori is always with you! Where is she?” Leora tried to look behind him, even getting on her tiptoes to look over his shoulders.
Cerik’s eyes looked to the side, where Malori was sweating. One finger was to her lips while her other hand was waving it off in an oh god please no fashion. Cerik nodded, holding up a thumbs up and winking at her. Just as his best friend sighed in relief, he spoke. “Oh, Mal? She’s right there.” He pointed at her.
“Cerik you backstabbing—Oh hi there Princess Leora.” Malori bowed quickly, voice getting more and more nervous as she was glomped onto. “Uhm… My lady, you don’t want to be seen holding the arm of a commoner like me.” No matter how much she tried to pull away, she couldn’t get free from the double-armed death grip on her.
“No, it’s perfectly fine to hold the arm of my future bride!” Leora declared with a smile. “Besides, we need to get used to being together!” Pulling Malori along, she guided her along towards the ceremony hallway. Cerik followed, a pleased grin on his face when his friend stuck out her tongue when Leora wasn’t looking.
The grand throne room was already occupied by the remaining three members of the top five students. To one side stood four elite looking adventurers, which Malori remembered seeing in the academy before. “Former graduates?” Cerik asked softly so only his friend and Leora could hear him. “Top of the grades too, I’ve made weapons for them…”
Malori felt her arm being squeezed before Leora ran ahead to stand with the other four. Her clean golden hair and white flowing robes seemed very unbefitting next to the leather and steel of those next to her. “Cerik, I don’t like this,” the words were heard, but couldn’t be replied to before they stood with their classmates.
King Albert stood once they were all in line, taking a few steps forward without delay. “Welcome.” The word was spoken solidly and the five instantly took to a respectful stance.
“My King,” Cerik bowed his head, putting up his best appearance.
“My Liege,” Galena put a fist to her chest to show her respect to him.
“My King,” Laila mimicked her cousin’s actions
“My Sire,” Alto smiled and bowed his head loyally.
“Your Highness.” Malori smiled at him brightly.
Albert looked at them all proudly. “I’ve heard many great things about your training lately. More than I could have hoped for, to be honest. Already your skills and levels have improved since we last met and I am honored to announce that the next phase in our plan has arrived sooner than I had even hoped.”
The small group looked at each other nervously. Cerik met Malori’s eyes and the girl shrugged helplessly.
“Our plans all revolve around you five and what you can handle… For now, I want to see what you can all do individually. That is where today’s test comes in. I am sending you all out on your first mission for your country. You are to invade the Demon Tower one at a time, paired only with one of my chosen to observe you. Use whatever means you find necessary to proceed as far as you can. Once you can go no farther, the next party will go in after you.”
Malori raised her hand and was nodded at. “Your Highness, we have all been in the tower several times already, I’m sure we could give you any information…?”
“You will be observed and your skills analyzed,” Albert replied, voice a little firmer. “We have arranged the best partner for each of you. Now… Malori Crowett.”
“Sir!” Stepping forward, she swallowed thickly.
“Against… My better judgment as a father… I am appointing you someone worthy of watching your every move… Princess Leora.”
Leora stepped forward, a huge smile on her face. “Right here, Father!”
Malori felt herself going pale. ‘Queen Vel is going to scold me.’
Albert looked back at them as Leora stood by Malori and took her arm. “You two are going first. Be off, I expect you to be at the Demon Tower within the hour. I look forward to seeing how you reach the top floor all by yourself, Malori Crowett.”
“Let’s go!” Leora began to pull Malori away, who was desperately looking at Cerik for help. The male could only stand in shock before his name was called as well and he had to step forward to receive his own orders.
Malori stumbled to regain her footing so she could once again walk on her own. Leora was snuggling up on her arm, a huge smile on her face. ‘No…’ She thought gloomily. ‘Queen Vel is going to murder me.’
~**~
“So, Malori,” Leora put her hands behind her back casually while they walked through the forest area before the tower. “How did you get to be so strong?”
Malori chuckled to herself. “I’d rather not go into it.”
“So, it’s true?” Stopping, the blonde girl leaned forward with a smile. “That you blew up a demon numerous times while you were little?”
Malori also stopped after a few paces, turning around to look at her. “How did you know that?”
“Daddy forced me to read a report on you after I begged him to let me be your partner.”
“...Forced you?”
Leora took a few steps to close the distance between them. “Hearing about my future bride from their own lips is way more satisfying, don’t you think?” A hand was brought up to Malori’s cheek, body leaning closer with eyes fluttering closed. “I think we’ll have plenty of alone time today for it…”
“Consent!” The redhead tried to backpedal away from her but only managed to stumble and fall into some bushes. Leora was tugged along with her, landing on top with a cute, playful squeak. The two rolled a bit before Malori finally managed to pin her assailant down. “Sssh!” Holding a finger to Leora’s lips, she stayed nervously still.
The princess waited, holding her breath while enjoying the feel of the finger against her lips. A few moments of nothing passed, but Malori sank down a little more while keeping her finger onto her friend’s mouth. “I hear footsteps,” she whispered as softly as she could. “A lot of them.”
Leora closed her eyes and made herself focus. Malori’s warm body on top of her, the soft skin pressing onto her, and the sweet scent of pastries lingering in her nose. ‘No!’ she scolded herself. ‘Focus on the sounds!’ The quiet of nature came to her then, laced with the small tweets of birds, scampering of small animals... and the marching of a group of soldiers. “Malori...”
“Just stay quiet...” The branches were gently shifted, the pair waiting until they could see a small band of demons. “It's a rebel group,” the words were barely whispered. “They must be going to attack the tower.”
Leora shifted her head back so she could try and see, her vision upside down. “Good timing... If we wait and let them attack first, you can follow them and get an easy pass to the queen.”
Although her past self would have taken that chance, the mage could only feel a little bit of anger rising inside of her at the current situation. “No; we can’t let them pass. I’ll have to attack. Leora, you stay in the bushes... I’ll tail them for a bit so you’ll be at a safe distance. If anything happens to me, just run back to the portal.”
Leora pulled the girl back down against her body when she tried to move. “Malori!” The harsh whisper went directly into the top’s ear. “This isn’t part of the order! Daddy told you to go to the tower, that was a direct command from the king.”
A moment of hesitation went through her mind as she played the consequences out in her head. “Yeah, but... They are going into the tower as well... If we leave them unchecked, then...”
“Malori!”
One of the demons stopped his march, looking over at where the bushes were rustling. “Someone there!?”
Malori’s eyes lit up. “You got us caught, Leora, I have to protect you now!”
“B-but they don’t know if we’re here for sure-” Malori stood up on top of her to reveal their location. “Oh, for the love... of...” From her new vantage point, she could clearly see right up Malori’s dress. “White cotton... Malori, you’re so pure!”
Shoving her hands between her legs, Malori forced herself not to punt the girl into the lizard looking demon that spotted them. “Uhm, hello kind sir, I can’t help but notice you’re on your way to attack the demon tower.”
The lizard-man seemed all too ready to go to war, gripping his spear steady. “Hell yeah we are! We’re going to throw that passive, soft, disgrace of a demon queen right out!” With the fire refueled in his heart, he waved the girl off. “You run along; we don’t have time to deal with you.”
Malori felt her eyebrow twitch. As soon as the lizard turned around, a fireball formed in her palm. “Explosion!” The following eruption of fire, dirt, uprooted shrubbery, and flying bodies of demons flooded the area, leading into screams and commands for battle. “Oops,” she stuck her tongue out at Leora playfully. “That just kind of slipped, silly me!” The bushes were leapt from as a trail of magical buffs began to follow in her wake. ‘I’m still a demon general,’ her mind raced. ‘If the tower is assaulted back to back by raids and the top students, then the whole tower will be in trouble.’
“There she is!” A gravelly voice called out. “It’s an adventurer!”
“Hiya!” Malori sang to them sweetly. A barrier went up around herself to stop a slew of projectiles aimed at her small body. When the small window of reloading came, she moved her hands and made fire shoot up in pillars all around them.
Leora watched in awe, her blue eyes sparkling at the display of her self-proclaimed future bride. It took everything she had to pull herself from the love induce trance so she could focus on her task. Mental notes were stored, her eyes taking in everything her crush did. ‘Buffs, fire-based magic, all things that are on her school report spell list...’
Malori fell to her knees as the last demon was sent flying into the distance. “I burned through too much mana...” Violet eyes looked over at Leora running to her. “See? Totally fine. One small group is nothing for me!” Despite this, she still found her friend offering a mana potion to her. “Ah... thank you, I’m quite thirsty.” The blue liquid was drunk heavily in one long chug.
A rough voice came from the side. “Over here! The scouting party was attacked!”
“Scouting...” Malori choked on the remainder of her drink.
“Oh no...” Leora slowly turned, seeing a small horde of demons. “Malori... we should run.”
“Yeah... Go.” Standing, the girl stretched out before walking forward slowly. ‘Once Leora is safely away I can put on my mask and face them as demon general M and let queen Vel’s reaction to a coup be known.’
“I’m not letting you fight on your own.” Leora stood her ground next to the girl. A large tome was held out in her hand, a frown on her face. “If I can’t stand next to you, how can I ever hope to marry you?”
“You idiot!” Malori grabbed the girl’s dress, pulling her close. “You’re not an adventurer, you won’t revive if you get killed; I will!”
“M-Malori!” The princess’s cheeks colored darkly. “This is the first time someone has treated me so roughly... it's kind of hot.”
‘Oh god, is that what I sound like!?’ Sudden realization went through her heart. Before anymore words could be said, the group was upon them. “What can you do?”
“I have a high mana efficiency for summoning!” Leora held her hand above her tome and the pages rapidly turned until it reached a seal that matched what she wanted to pull. “Forest guardian, come to our aid!” A blinding light of green and orange filled the area for a moment, slowly fading to reveal a foot-tall wooden creature. It was mostly humanoid with bark and leaves making up most of its body.
“I... am... Root!”
Malori waved her hand. “No, no, I don’t think we have the budget for this kind of copyright infringement.”
“Kill them!” A demon with large horns and red skin screamed out his war cry, only to have an explosion blow up in his face.
Pulling her hands back, Malori gathered her mana to start boosting their stats once more. “Can you summon anything better? Like something that can stop a horde of angry demons!?” With those words, she stood in front of the princess and formed two swords made of lightning to block a single attack from an ogre two times her size.
Blue eyes scanned the book before them. “I... I...” Glancing back up, she saw Malori bind three demons together and then fling a flaming scimitar at one more. Despite this, the group of troops before them were steadily pushing forward, about to overtake them.
“Leora!”
“I can summon a greater demon!” The pages flipped to a crest that took up two pages. “But... But it won’t listen to me, my power isn’t-”
“Just do it!” Malori’s form flickered out from sight in a haze of purple mist, reforming next to the princess and putting up a pink barrier. “It’ll listen!”
The crest vanished from the pages and appeared in the air. “I summon thee!” The symbols and runes stretched and distorted, curling around and intertwining together to form a large circular gate where a golem made of crying obsidian crawled out with ear-splitting grinding of stone and shrapnel. “Attack!”
The golem roared furiously, turning on the spot and slamming a huge fist onto the barrier. Chips and pieces instantly began to shatter before being knitted back together from Malori’s mana. “You heard her!” She called up to it, eyes glowing faintly. “Attack them!” Silence came over the field for a scant few seconds as a powerful, invisible, wave seemed to pulse through it. Slowly the golem stood at its full height and gave an earth-shaking roar at the small army before stomping towards it. “See?” Malori panted, dropping her barrier. “I knew you could do it.”
Leora felt the air catch in her throat. The side of Malori’s neck was faintly glowing under her choker, the feel on mana consumption clear on her. ‘I’m not controlling it...’ The blonde looked to the side where the battle was taking place. ‘I don’t have a pact with that golem… It’s not listening to me… It's listening to Malori.’
A blast of lightning made the two girls fly apart. The mage landed with a hard grunt, shaking her head to try and clear the ringing from it. ‘Too much....’ Her hand reached forward, struggling to form a blade of earth. As she did, she felt blood trickle from her nose and another mana potion was drank. A speed boost, light flight magic, strength up, and a swing of a two-handed claymore made of stone. Another rebel fell, two more took its place.
The roaring began to fade, rock slowly starting to look back towards the humans. “No, you...” Malori tried to point, her vision starting to get weak as more mana that she didn’t have was being drained from her. “Keep... keep attacking!” Another roar, another attack, another mana potion.
“Malori!” Leora ran to her. “Stop! Let me dispel it!”
“I have to... protect...” Violet eyes started to close, a pink barrier forming around them before her body went limp.
“Malori!” The scream made the battlefield look at her again. The crying of rock on rock shrieked into her ears as her summon turned on her once again. “No... no... Please...” Cradling Malori in her arms, she looked up in fear. “I can... I can do this... I can...” Swallowing down, her book was lifted again. “You... will... listen to me!”
But the golem fell. A spear of dark energy shattered, sending shrapnel of hardened clay and magma in all directions. A lone figure gracefully landed before the barrier, holding her hand up as more weaponry started to form all around her. “Flee.” The word was simple but powerful enough to scatter the remaining troops.
“Q... Queen Velverosa.” Leora’s voice broke. The demon queen turned to face her and began taking powerful strides over to them, stopping only to shatter Malori’s shield with two strikes. “Stay back! I am Princess Leora of the Folstina kingdom! If you attack me, it will be seen as a declaration of war!”
“Idiot.” Velverosa knelt down and took Malori’s pulse, her tail dancing sharply behind her and occasionally making grooves in the dirt from angered strikes. “A mercenary group of rebel demons roam the wayside and cause all kinds of trouble, then they stumble upon the princess and kill her. It is a sad story and would reflect poorly on demons, but a war it will not be. Give me the girl.”
“I will not.” Leora held Malori closer.
“I could still kill you and let them take all the credit.” Velverosa narrowed her eyes.
“I won’t give her to you.” Leora was already visibly shaking, but the hug on the one in her arms remained strong.
“...I respect that fire in you.” Vel instead took on a more political tone. “In exchange for the bravery not seen very often in your kind, and the fact that you fought a group of rebels coming to invade my tower, I hereby offer amnesty to you in my home as guests of honor.”
“You’re... not going to kill us?”
“Listen you little twerp, I just invited you in, are you going to keep talking or accept!?”
“I-I accept!” Leora weakly reached to accept the hand that she thought would be a shake but instead found herself hoisted to her feet. Both herself and Malori were only being supported by the queen, her legs shaking and weak. “I... I can’t walk.”
“For the love of....” After a sharp whistle, Fenn appeared as if she had leaped from a tree overhead. “Fenn... I need you to...” Her face was visibly pained. “Take the human girl to the castle as a guest. I will be escorting princess Leora personally.”
Fenn instantly accepted Malori and held her close. “Right away, my Queen.” Her words held the tone that she knew what was going on. Vel was shoving down her own emotions to keep the demon queen title respectable.
“And for you, Princess.” Scooping up Leora, Vel threw the girl on top her shoulder like a sack of wheat to carry back unceremoniously. “I’ll carry you.”
Leora looked down in fear, watching the devilishly angry tail slashing out in annoyance. “Th... Thank you...”
“Why were you in my kingdom, Princess? You know this is the worst place for you to be. You can die here.”
“... I... uhm...”
Snarling, Vel almost threw the human through the nearest tree. “No doubt to attack. That’s all you people do anyway. Talk about declarations of war.”
“I wasn’t to be the one to attack,” the voice countered at once. “I was just going to watch Malori!”
Vel’s grip got more firm, tail actually cutting down a thin tree as she walked by. “No more talking. I’ll take you to a room in my tower, make sure you’re healed, feed you, and let you rest. After that can come diplomacy.”
“... Thank you, Queen Velverosa.” Leora gave up arguing in favor of doing something she was quite fond of: not being dead.
~**~
Malori’s eyes slowly opened, the room coming into focus a lot slower than usual. “Ugh…” The groan seemed to cause the bed to shift next to her and suddenly a hand was on her cheek. “Wha…?”
“Malori?” The normally stoic and hard tone of Velverosa was soft and concerned. “Are you okay? How do you feel?”
“My Queen?” The blurred vision started to come into focus. Vel’s private chambers, a sight that she hadn’t seen as much as she would have liked. “Am I… in your bed?”
“Does your head hurt?” Vel touched Malori’s hair gently. “Right here? Does this spot hurt?”
“N-no my queen, it doesn’t hurt at all.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
Vel drew back her fist and punched the girl across the skull, making sure that the spot was thoroughly hurting now. “What were you thinking!?”
A soft whine came as Malori gently held her head, already feeling a knot forming there. “Owie!” Sniffing, she looked at the face of a pissed off demon queen. “But… but they were coming to attack the tower! It’s my job as a demon general to protect you!”
“Your job is to stay by my side!” Vel sat back down heavily on the bed while Malori cast a small heal spell on her injury. “You’re not a general to fight, you’re a general to advise.”
“I can handle my own in a fight, you know that.”
Vel glared. “What are you implying?”
“I mean…” pressing her two index fingers together, she smiled nervously. “I did manage to learn a few more of your spells.”
“Copies of my spells,” Vel reminded her sternly. “Humans can’t cast demonic magic.”
“…Yeah.”
Groaning, the queen opened up her arms. “Hug.”
“Hug?”
“I’m stressed. It is part of your job to aid your queen!” With a small grunt, she fell back onto the mattress when Malori all but tackled her in a close hug. “…Really, Malori… Don’t make me worry so much. Why couldn’t you just tell me what was going on?”
The smaller girl sighed softly. “Before I say anything, is Leora okay?”
“She is in a private room recovering from her fight. I have maids attending to her needs.” Claws began to finger comb through strands of reddish-brown hair absentmindedly, not realizing the effect it was having on the girl in her arms. Once she was able to, Malori retold the story from waking up that morning. The king’s orders, the missions, running into the group of rebels, and being saved at the end. “I see…”
“Vel? Do you think they’ll send more to the tower today? Should we prepare?”
“The king won’t do anything until his daughter comes back so we have time to plan. Right now, I just need you to do your job and help relieve the stress you caused me.”
‘Is she saying she wants to cuddle more?’ Malori swallowed, deciding to press her luck. “Uhm, my queen, they say that squeezing something soft in your hands helps aid in stress relief.”
“Is that so?” Vel ran a hand down Malori’s arm. ‘She is quite soft… and it does help relieve my stress, even if she is the idiot who caused it.’ Her fingertips slipped from the girl’s wrist to her side so she could trace back up along her hip. ‘It is actually a rather pleasant feeling.’
Closing her eyes, Malori tried her best not to make a sound. The hand smoothly ran along her back and for the first time, she realized that she had been changed into one of her more casual clothes to wear around the tower. Much like her normal dress, it was light and airy, though tinted with purple and streaks of red with gold highlights. A more demon themed look to fit her title there.
At the moment, however, she was feeling more putty than demonic. Velverosa’s hands were both working her now. Sliding along her back, along her rear, reaching to her thighs, and moving back up. Although she tried to hold it in, eventually it became too much for her and a small muffled moan escaped. “Mmn… ahhn…”
Vel pulled back slightly, looking down in shock. Although normally Malori would press the moment, try and go for some smooth pick up line, she was instead now looking away with tinted cheeks. “Looks like my stress relief is getting a little invested into her job.”
“I… just want to make sure I do it well…” Their bodies shifted, Vel moving to crouch above her on all fours, tail waving back and forth predatory. “…Vel?”
“You will address me as your queen,” Vel answered instead, eyes taking in the sight before her hungrily.
“Yes, my queen.” The words were starting to become harder to say, Violet eyes darting back and forth between the view she had and the golden eyes of the one above her.
Pride suddenly started to swell up in Vel’s chest. Malori was always so assertive, forceful even. Having her become meek like this was ticking all the right boxes for her to say the least. “Look at you,” she cooed out smugly. “The human girl who walked her way right up to my lair to defeat me only a few months ago… silent on my bed, under me, where she belongs.”
“I… I belong under you on your bed?” Malori held one hand to her chest while shyly looking away.
Velverosa’s tail began to wag behind her furiously, her cheeks growing more and more red by the moment. “Don’t try to play this off.” One hand pinned both of Malori’s wrist above her head in a swift movement. “All that talk, and you’re still a submissive little bunny under my claws.” Although trying to give off the impression of being in control, in the back of her mind she was recalling the chapter in her book for information on human intercourse.
“Qu…een Vel…” A clawed hand was moving up along her stomach, making its way ever so higher along her body. Her breathing was starting to get difficult and she could feel herself beginning to warm up. “Please… Let me relieve your stress…”
“That’s not what you want.” Vel lifted her hand just before touching the right spots. “Tell me what you desire.” A fingertip lightly touched the small tenting of the cotton dress where the girl’s nipple had stiffened from both the words and contact.
“I… I want…” Malori was fumbling with her words. Her mind was screaming, countless one-liners going through her head, but when she saw that sultry gaze and that voice that was getting even more erotically husky, all sounds were dying on her lips.
“If you beg… I might indulge you.” Vel leaned down, running the tip of her nose along Malori’s shoulder up to her ear while inhaling her scent. Lips brushing the skin, Vel groaned out to her. “Now… Be a good girl and tell me… who’s in control here.”
“Y…” Malori felt teeth along her earlobe. The hand that wasn’t pinning down her wrists was on her thigh, slowly moving up her dress.
“Say it,” Vel commanded in a pleased groan. “And I’ll be sure to give my prey what she desires most.” Her tongue slowly ran up the rim of Malori’s ear, getting the girl to kick out one of her legs and tilt her head to allow more room for her. “Who do you belong to!?” The question was still whispered, but more forceful now.
Malori gasped, allowing her leg to be pushed over. “I… I belong to-”
“Queen Velverosa!” Fhaust burst into the room in a panic, only to barely dodge an arcane spear that nearly claimed his head. “My Queen!?”
Vel already had the sheets gripped in her hands, pulled up and twisted around Malori to hide all of her body from view except for her head. “You have ten seconds to explain yourself!”
“S-sorry, Queen Velverosa, but our guest, Princess Leora, is causing trouble and is demanding to see Malori! It is getting to the point where we might hurt her to restrain her and your commands…”
“Ugh… Fine! Leave, I’ll be there shortly! Tell the brat Malori is on her way!” She watched Fhaust try to close the door behind himself, but due to the explosion, it instead just fell to the floor. “I’m surrounded by idiots…” Golden eyes looked down, getting a view of a blushing Malori shyly looking up at her with one hand over her mouth. “You, little girl, don’t forget what you were saying.” With that, she stood up and began to walk out of the room. “Well, come on then! She’s your friend!”
“Y-yes, My queen!”
~**~
Melathia put her hand onto Fhaust’s shoulder. “Fhaust, dear, did you know that you interrupted the queen and Malori in a very important moment?”
“Yes, it was awkward but I’m sure very nice data can be-” His words cut off when she moved over him menacingly. “Uhm… Miss Melathia?”
“Do you know how long I have been waiting to write this moment?”
“Uhm…” Sinking back, he began to look for an escape.
“And now, you are going to make my readers wait for another chapter for the smut they were promised!”
“I… I’m sorry!?”
“Not as sorry as you will be once I get my hands on you!”