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", "writing": "[t]BARBARIA[/t]\n[i]CHAPTER 1[/i]\n\nWhen Sven'Odin invaded the central city of the Kingdom of Gal, he expected it to be a long, exhausting and frustratingly tricky maneuver. However, it was much easier than he could've ever imagined. Maybe they were just recovering from another recent attack, or maybe his warriors were just really that good. He was the Barbarian King after all, feared by the whole continent and respected by his loyal mates, so it wasn't a surprise that a city with little focus on military power went down so easily.\n\nBut even so, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The thrill of a hunt, the aching body after a good fight, those were the things that made this life so much fun and he chased those addicting feelings every day on the field.\n\nAnd that's why now even though he's going down the long chambers of the royal family castle about to meet the little terrified eyes of the rulers of the city he just conquered - which is always his favorite part of it all -, he feels a little empty inside. Like there's just something missing in this whole thing.\n\nHis heavy paws walk on the soft fabric of a cobalt blue rug that extends itself through the entire hallway. He can hear his closest buddies just behind him making snarky comments about the place. Sven watches the servants of the castle bowing for them in fear as they pass, uncertain about what that invasion meant for their future. His eyes lay on a young serval maiden that seemed frozen in place, terrified of the huge men walking by so close to her. The silky fabric enveloped her tiny frame beautifully and her hair was adorned by a delicate flower. He could've almost mistaken her for a member of royalty if it weren't for the golden shackles on her ankles, a clear sign of her position as a slave, most likely taken from another kingdom to work there.\n\nThe girl trembled as Sven walked by her and stared down at her clothes. The kingdom of Gal was certainly different then what they were used to. Everything there seemed to be so fancy and elegant, from their fabrics to their architecture, from their manners to their music, from their people to their slaves. Everything was just so refined.\n\nWhat could this kingdom offer him really? Expensive clothes, golden statues, rare books, luxurious homes. Of course, none of those things were bad per se, but they didn't have much meaning to a barbarian's life. They lived to fight and conquer, so money and power were things that came naturally to them as they proceeded with their plans.\n\nThey didn't have a luxurious life because they didn't really seek one. There's not much use to home decor and delicate lace underwear when you're always on the move to a new place and a new battle. Gold was always welcome, but only so him and his mates could throw it all out on the first tavern they see, splurging on beer, wine, meat and women until the night ends along with their money.\n\nSven'Odin entered the throne chamber like he already owned the place. Some of his warriors were already there waiting for his arrival while they held the king and queen hostage. The cheetah couple sat on the floor with their hands bound behind their backs. Seeing the miserable, terrified look on their faces and the way their high and mighty clothes were roughed out and creased lighted up the euphoric flame of power within Sven again.\n\n``Mister, I-'' The king opened his muzzle to talk, only to be kicked to the ground by the barbarian boar that guarded him.\n\n``You should only talk when talked to, and don't even dare to speak to Sven'Odin without being given the permission, scum.'' The warrior Alstok laughed at the yelp the cheetah king let out and held his head down by stepping on it with his hoof.\n\nThe king grumbled in pain and humiliation, watching his crown fall from his head and roll to Sven's feet. The barbarian kicked it to the side and crouched to see the king's face better.\n\n``What an honor, Your Highness. Thank you for having me.'' Sven gave him that wide, sarcastic smile he knew that leaders hated more than anything in the world. ``What a nice little house you have here. Was the decoration your doing, Miss? What a good taste!''\n\nSven turned his neck to glare at the Queen, whose expression was so scared he felt almost bad for teasing her. The sound of a door opening nearby caught their attention, and the queen gasped as two barbarian warriors entered the chamber escorting three other cheetahs.\n\n``We found the rest of the royal family, sir.'' The hyena warrior's tail wagged as he proudly shoved the princes inside the chamber like they were an offering to his boss.\n\n``Good job, Surd!'' Sven said just to see his subordinate's face light up when he received the validation and praise he always looked for in exchange for his hard work.\n\nSven'Odin's eyes then fell on what he could only describe as the prettiest thing he's seen with his own two eyes. Fur as fluffy as cotton, but as shiny and vibrant as pure melted gold. The dark marks on his coat so artistic and delicate it was as if they were drawn on him by the Gods themselves. His body was sculped by a youthful masculine energy, but also lean and with just enough delicacy that it begged to be treated carefully. The youngest prince of Gal was beautiful.\n\nThey were all of extreme high standards, of course, just like their reign. The two older brothers were nothing short of handsome too, but with just a glance Sven was already a taken man.\n\n``I beg you Mister, just listen to my-'' the King of Gal started again, only to be kicked by Alstok again.\n\nBefore the boar could end the man's life sooner than they planned, Sven gestured for him to calm down and turned his attention back to the older feline.\n\n``Let's entertain what he has to say. I'm sure Mister King here is a little nervous, given that he is smart enough to know what comes next after an invasion.'' The barbarian King said with chilling kindness.\n\n``I have a proposal for you.'' The cheetah declared as a line of blood dripped from his nose. ``A peace treaty, if you will.''\n\n``I don't do peace, darling.'' Sven hummed and pretended not to enjoy the nervous whine the king lets out.\n\n``It's more of an allyship, honestly. I think we both can benefit from each other's best qualities. Gal is a rich, affluent country and your- troops-- are skilled and strong, unmatchable in the battlefield.''\n\nThe barbarian warriors bash in the little moment of ego boost, letting the man talk freely.\n\n``Yes, of course, you are more than right, Your Highness. However, it seems that you are forgetting a simple detail in this dynamic.'' Sven picked at the fur behind his ear tediously. ``That I already have full control of your capital and don't need your permission to have it fully at my command.''\n\n``Yes, but it is completely different to conquer and to manage a land.''\n\n``Are you saying I can't manage the lands under my command?'' his pointy ears and sharp pupils rolled to stare at the cheetah, giving him the opportunity to change his line of thought before he finished the job he got there to do.\n\n``No! No, of course not, Mister- Sir-'' the feline stuttered and smiled awkwardly. ``I just mean that keeping the management Gal already has would be beneficial to you too as a leader. You can think of us as servants that will take care of things while you're out on the field. Ki... Killing the royal family is- I understand it is a c-common practice, but I think you'll find that keeping us alive could be highly valuable for the future prosperity of Gal.''\n\nStanding tall and slowly walking to sit on the throne, Sven'Odin made himself comfortable between the rich fabrics and crossed his legs to continue listening to the desperate idea pitch from the royal man. His eye twitched lightly at the sight of the dirty barbarian nesting his huge body between the finest silk in the continent.\n\n``If you allow me to continue managing the city, I'll make sure Gal will be a profitable land and a place you and your soldiers can come by anytime and will always be welcome and treated as the outmost respectable guests.'' The cheetah went on and on about the advantages of his proposal. Sven then faked boredom just to see if there was any other trump hidden as the final offer and hid a smile as the cheetah anxiously took the bait. ``And to seal our deal, I know you are not yet married so I would love to offer you a way to strengthen our bond by asking you to take our Queen as bounty in the name of the kingdom.''\n\nThat perked Sven's attention, less because of how inviting that sounded, but more by the unexpected nature of it. He curiously looked at the Queen's face and didn't know if he felt bad for the absolute disbelief in her face or if he found it the funniest thing he's seen in a good while. Truth is, he saw the exact moment the woman's stomach dropped and she stared at her husband in utter shock.\n\nThe barbarian rolled his eyes to the side to catch the prices' reactions and they weren't much far back. The youngest son seemed ready to kill his own father, and for a moment Sven entertained the thought. He would do it too if it were his mother. But oh, how adorable he was with a genuine scowl on his pretty little face. He wanted to watch it a little longer.\n\n``I do not have a daughter to offer you, sir, so this is the next best thing I can give you. She has given birth to three healthy children and would be able to give you strong, intelligent heirs like the ones she gave me. Just look at them.'' The cheetah king argued, an insane smile accompanying his praying hands.\n\n``Father, are you out of your mind!?'' The oldest son berated out loud.\n\n``Quiet, Orion!'' The father yelled back at him.\n\nSven covered his mouth so he could smile freely. He watched his mates and they all snickered at each other from the absurdity of it all. He allowed the royal family to bicker a little more as he watched in silence.\n\nThe poor Queen looked at him, eyes wet with unshed tears, in complete silence too. He could see she was going to accept whatever her fate was in name of her family, even if it pained her more than anything. The Barbarian King stood up and crossed his arms.\n\n``I see. That's interesting. This is getting much more entertaining than I previously thought. Very well, I accept your offer.'' Sven'Odin declared. ``But I don't have any interest in taking your Queen as booty. Don't take it badly, Your Highness, you are a gorgeous woman.''\n\nThe Queen did not indeed take it personally. Truth is, she looked at him as if he was her actual savior and her husband as if he were the one invading and pillaging her country.\n\n``However, I like the sound of it. Strengthening our bond, or whatever. Let's make it a deal, but the one I will take as my bride will be your youngest son, the prince of Gal.'' Sven pointed at the boy, whose eyes widened and mouth fell open.\n\nMaybe that ending was a little too unexpected for the royal cheetahs, because they didn't even know what to say after that. There was a sense of both relief and confusion that impregnated the air and left them looking at each other. Sven almost felt bad for the lack of arguing against his proposal. The poor boy seemed terrified while he looked at his father in search of help.\n\n``Of course.'' The king smiled awkwardly at the barbarian and they shook hands.\n\n``It was a pleasure to make business with you, Mister King of Gal.'' the wolf grinned and gestured to the nearest servant of the house. ``Take my men to your finest tavern and get the prince ready to leave as soon as dawn approaches.''\n\n``Yes, sir.'' The middle-aged servant bowed and accompanied the prince to the door as the barbarian men cheered a good deal and anticipated the night of celebration.\n\nSven'Odin took his time to assess his trophy before he left the chamber with the servant. Yeah, that was definitely a good deal.\n\n-\n\nIf compared to other places they've pillaged, the castle of Gal was kept almost untouched. Nothing too noticeable have been destroyed or broken and things are not even that dirty, but the complete chaos that the barbarians bring wherever they go was definitely there. Messing with the normal flow of the castle, but still functional when the servants noticed they were not going to be wiped out or taken as war prisoners.\n\nSven had to see him. Just one more time before he went out to meet his mates for a night of celebration. He needed to see him up close, listen to his voice at least once just so that obsessive fire in his gut could settle down for the night.\n\nAfter getting instructions from a servant to where the resting chamber of the prince were, it's quite easy to spot by the agitation of servants carrying stuff around - all rather confused as to which possessions of the prince he would be taking with him.\n\nSven stops by the entrance and leans on the door frame, his body almost too big to pass through. The prince is inside and he has the company of the serval slave girl he saw earlier. She rummages through the expensive clothes in the drawers as they speak.\n\n``There's no use in packing every single article of clothing I have, Hannibal.'' The prince grumbles.\n\n``We should get you at least what we can, shouldn't we? What are you going to wear, Your Highness? It'll be more useful if you take them, since we don't... know when you'll be back.'' The girl said anxiously as she packed everything the boy had on large traveling bags.\n\n``I wouldn't mind you coming without any clothing, either.'' The barbarian commented smugly and smiled at the way they both jumped in place and turned to him.\n\nThe prince's expression quickly went from surprise to anger, and that alone already had an effect on Sven. Oh, the things he wanted to do to that little beauty. He didn't even notice how close he was getting until the cheetah slapped his hand away from him.\n\n``Don't touch me!'' the feline growled.\n\n``You're right. That is not correct, we should wait for marriage to consummate our bond, huh?'' the wolf stepped back and showed him his palms, receiving a disgusted look in response.\n\n``What is wrong with you?'' he sighed.\n\n``Do you want an actual list, my dear?''\n\nThe prince didn't answer this time, only looking away still with that mean scowl twisting the bridge of his snout.\n\n``What is your name, pretty thing?''\n\nThe boy hesitated for a moment, but then replied:\n\n``Krisgan... Krisgan Letvai.''\n\n``Krisgan. How gorgeous. A prince with a very royal name. It suits you.'' The wolf leaned in a little to try to catch his attention. ``My name is-''\n\n``I know your name.''\n\nSven chuckled.\n\n``Good.''\n\nKrisgan's eyebrows knitted together and his lips trembled with the desire to say the most horrible insults he could think of. But he collected himself and only crossed his arms, more to self soothe than to look intimidating. Sven took it as his sign to leave and turned back to the corridor. They both had a long night ahead, Sven on the tavern with his mates and Prince Krisgan on his castle, savoring the last moments had of his normal life.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "BARBARIA
CHAPTER 1

When Sven'Odin invaded the central city of the Kingdom of Gal, he expected it to be a long, exhausting and frustratingly tricky maneuver. However, it was much easier than he could've ever imagined. Maybe they were just recovering from another recent attack, or maybe his warriors were just really that good. He was the Barbarian King after all, feared by the whole continent and respected by his loyal mates, so it wasn't a surprise that a city with little focus on military power went down so easily.

But even so, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The thrill of a hunt, the aching body after a good fight, those were the things that made this life so much fun and he chased those addicting feelings every day on the field.

And that's why now even though he's going down the long chambers of the royal family castle about to meet the little terrified eyes of the rulers of the city he just conquered - which is always his favorite part of it all -, he feels a little empty inside. Like there's just something missing in this whole thing.

His heavy paws walk on the soft fabric of a cobalt blue rug that extends itself through the entire hallway. He can hear his closest buddies just behind him making snarky comments about the place. Sven watches the servants of the castle bowing for them in fear as they pass, uncertain about what that invasion meant for their future. His eyes lay on a young serval maiden that seemed frozen in place, terrified of the huge men walking by so close to her. The silky fabric enveloped her tiny frame beautifully and her hair was adorned by a delicate flower. He could've almost mistaken her for a member of royalty if it weren't for the golden shackles on her ankles, a clear sign of her position as a slave, most likely taken from another kingdom to work there.

The girl trembled as Sven walked by her and stared down at her clothes. The kingdom of Gal was certainly different then what they were used to. Everything there seemed to be so fancy and elegant, from their fabrics to their architecture, from their manners to their music, from their people to their slaves. Everything was just so refined.

What could this kingdom offer him really? Expensive clothes, golden statues, rare books, luxurious homes. Of course, none of those things were bad per se, but they didn't have much meaning to a barbarian's life. They lived to fight and conquer, so money and power were things that came naturally to them as they proceeded with their plans.

They didn't have a luxurious life because they didn't really seek one. There's not much use to home decor and delicate lace underwear when you're always on the move to a new place and a new battle. Gold was always welcome, but only so him and his mates could throw it all out on the first tavern they see, splurging on beer, wine, meat and women until the night ends along with their money.

Sven'Odin entered the throne chamber like he already owned the place. Some of his warriors were already there waiting for his arrival while they held the king and queen hostage. The cheetah couple sat on the floor with their hands bound behind their backs. Seeing the miserable, terrified look on their faces and the way their high and mighty clothes were roughed out and creased lighted up the euphoric flame of power within Sven again.

``Mister, I-'' The king opened his muzzle to talk, only to be kicked to the ground by the barbarian boar that guarded him.

``You should only talk when talked to, and don't even dare to speak to Sven'Odin without being given the permission, scum.'' The warrior Alstok laughed at the yelp the cheetah king let out and held his head down by stepping on it with his hoof.

The king grumbled in pain and humiliation, watching his crown fall from his head and roll to Sven's feet. The barbarian kicked it to the side and crouched to see the king's face better.

``What an honor, Your Highness. Thank you for having me.'' Sven gave him that wide, sarcastic smile he knew that leaders hated more than anything in the world. ``What a nice little house you have here. Was the decoration your doing, Miss? What a good taste!''

Sven turned his neck to glare at the Queen, whose expression was so scared he felt almost bad for teasing her. The sound of a door opening nearby caught their attention, and the queen gasped as two barbarian warriors entered the chamber escorting three other cheetahs.

``We found the rest of the royal family, sir.'' The hyena warrior's tail wagged as he proudly shoved the princes inside the chamber like they were an offering to his boss.

``Good job, Surd!'' Sven said just to see his subordinate's face light up when he received the validation and praise he always looked for in exchange for his hard work.

Sven'Odin's eyes then fell on what he could only describe as the prettiest thing he's seen with his own two eyes. Fur as fluffy as cotton, but as shiny and vibrant as pure melted gold. The dark marks on his coat so artistic and delicate it was as if they were drawn on him by the Gods themselves. His body was sculped by a youthful masculine energy, but also lean and with just enough delicacy that it begged to be treated carefully. The youngest prince of Gal was beautiful.

They were all of extreme high standards, of course, just like their reign. The two older brothers were nothing short of handsome too, but with just a glance Sven was already a taken man.

``I beg you Mister, just listen to my-'' the King of Gal started again, only to be kicked by Alstok again.

Before the boar could end the man's life sooner than they planned, Sven gestured for him to calm down and turned his attention back to the older feline.

``Let's entertain what he has to say. I'm sure Mister King here is a little nervous, given that he is smart enough to know what comes next after an invasion.'' The barbarian King said with chilling kindness.

``I have a proposal for you.'' The cheetah declared as a line of blood dripped from his nose. ``A peace treaty, if you will.''

``I don't do peace, darling.'' Sven hummed and pretended not to enjoy the nervous whine the king lets out.

``It's more of an allyship, honestly. I think we both can benefit from each other's best qualities. Gal is a rich, affluent country and your- troops-- are skilled and strong, unmatchable in the battlefield.''

The barbarian warriors bash in the little moment of ego boost, letting the man talk freely.

``Yes, of course, you are more than right, Your Highness. However, it seems that you are forgetting a simple detail in this dynamic.'' Sven picked at the fur behind his ear tediously. ``That I already have full control of your capital and don't need your permission to have it fully at my command.''

``Yes, but it is completely different to conquer and to manage a land.''

``Are you saying I can't manage the lands under my command?'' his pointy ears and sharp pupils rolled to stare at the cheetah, giving him the opportunity to change his line of thought before he finished the job he got there to do.

``No! No, of course not, Mister- Sir-'' the feline stuttered and smiled awkwardly. ``I just mean that keeping the management Gal already has would be beneficial to you too as a leader. You can think of us as servants that will take care of things while you're out on the field. Ki... Killing the royal family is- I understand it is a c-common practice, but I think you'll find that keeping us alive could be highly valuable for the future prosperity of Gal.''

Standing tall and slowly walking to sit on the throne, Sven'Odin made himself comfortable between the rich fabrics and crossed his legs to continue listening to the desperate idea pitch from the royal man. His eye twitched lightly at the sight of the dirty barbarian nesting his huge body between the finest silk in the continent.

``If you allow me to continue managing the city, I'll make sure Gal will be a profitable land and a place you and your soldiers can come by anytime and will always be welcome and treated as the outmost respectable guests.'' The cheetah went on and on about the advantages of his proposal. Sven then faked boredom just to see if there was any other trump hidden as the final offer and hid a smile as the cheetah anxiously took the bait. ``And to seal our deal, I know you are not yet married so I would love to offer you a way to strengthen our bond by asking you to take our Queen as bounty in the name of the kingdom.''

That perked Sven's attention, less because of how inviting that sounded, but more by the unexpected nature of it. He curiously looked at the Queen's face and didn't know if he felt bad for the absolute disbelief in her face or if he found it the funniest thing he's seen in a good while. Truth is, he saw the exact moment the woman's stomach dropped and she stared at her husband in utter shock.

The barbarian rolled his eyes to the side to catch the prices' reactions and they weren't much far back. The youngest son seemed ready to kill his own father, and for a moment Sven entertained the thought. He would do it too if it were his mother. But oh, how adorable he was with a genuine scowl on his pretty little face. He wanted to watch it a little longer.

``I do not have a daughter to offer you, sir, so this is the next best thing I can give you. She has given birth to three healthy children and would be able to give you strong, intelligent heirs like the ones she gave me. Just look at them.'' The cheetah king argued, an insane smile accompanying his praying hands.

``Father, are you out of your mind!?'' The oldest son berated out loud.

``Quiet, Orion!'' The father yelled back at him.

Sven covered his mouth so he could smile freely. He watched his mates and they all snickered at each other from the absurdity of it all. He allowed the royal family to bicker a little more as he watched in silence.

The poor Queen looked at him, eyes wet with unshed tears, in complete silence too. He could see she was going to accept whatever her fate was in name of her family, even if it pained her more than anything. The Barbarian King stood up and crossed his arms.

``I see. That's interesting. This is getting much more entertaining than I previously thought. Very well, I accept your offer.'' Sven'Odin declared. ``But I don't have any interest in taking your Queen as booty. Don't take it badly, Your Highness, you are a gorgeous woman.''

The Queen did not indeed take it personally. Truth is, she looked at him as if he was her actual savior and her husband as if he were the one invading and pillaging her country.

``However, I like the sound of it. Strengthening our bond, or whatever. Let's make it a deal, but the one I will take as my bride will be your youngest son, the prince of Gal.'' Sven pointed at the boy, whose eyes widened and mouth fell open.

Maybe that ending was a little too unexpected for the royal cheetahs, because they didn't even know what to say after that. There was a sense of both relief and confusion that impregnated the air and left them looking at each other. Sven almost felt bad for the lack of arguing against his proposal. The poor boy seemed terrified while he looked at his father in search of help.

``Of course.'' The king smiled awkwardly at the barbarian and they shook hands.

``It was a pleasure to make business with you, Mister King of Gal.'' the wolf grinned and gestured to the nearest servant of the house. ``Take my men to your finest tavern and get the prince ready to leave as soon as dawn approaches.''

``Yes, sir.'' The middle-aged servant bowed and accompanied the prince to the door as the barbarian men cheered a good deal and anticipated the night of celebration.

Sven'Odin took his time to assess his trophy before he left the chamber with the servant. Yeah, that was definitely a good deal.

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If compared to other places they've pillaged, the castle of Gal was kept almost untouched. Nothing too noticeable have been destroyed or broken and things are not even that dirty, but the complete chaos that the barbarians bring wherever they go was definitely there. Messing with the normal flow of the castle, but still functional when the servants noticed they were not going to be wiped out or taken as war prisoners.

Sven had to see him. Just one more time before he went out to meet his mates for a night of celebration. He needed to see him up close, listen to his voice at least once just so that obsessive fire in his gut could settle down for the night.

After getting instructions from a servant to where the resting chamber of the prince were, it's quite easy to spot by the agitation of servants carrying stuff around - all rather confused as to which possessions of the prince he would be taking with him.

Sven stops by the entrance and leans on the door frame, his body almost too big to pass through. The prince is inside and he has the company of the serval slave girl he saw earlier. She rummages through the expensive clothes in the drawers as they speak.

``There's no use in packing every single article of clothing I have, Hannibal.'' The prince grumbles.

``We should get you at least what we can, shouldn't we? What are you going to wear, Your Highness? It'll be more useful if you take them, since we don't... know when you'll be back.'' The girl said anxiously as she packed everything the boy had on large traveling bags.

``I wouldn't mind you coming without any clothing, either.'' The barbarian commented smugly and smiled at the way they both jumped in place and turned to him.

The prince's expression quickly went from surprise to anger, and that alone already had an effect on Sven. Oh, the things he wanted to do to that little beauty. He didn't even notice how close he was getting until the cheetah slapped his hand away from him.

``Don't touch me!'' the feline growled.

``You're right. That is not correct, we should wait for marriage to consummate our bond, huh?'' the wolf stepped back and showed him his palms, receiving a disgusted look in response.

``What is wrong with you?'' he sighed.

``Do you want an actual list, my dear?''

The prince didn't answer this time, only looking away still with that mean scowl twisting the bridge of his snout.

``What is your name, pretty thing?''

The boy hesitated for a moment, but then replied:

``Krisgan... Krisgan Letvai.''

``Krisgan. How gorgeous. A prince with a very royal name. It suits you.'' The wolf leaned in a little to try to catch his attention. ``My name is-''

``I know your name.''

Sven chuckled.

``Good.''

Krisgan's eyebrows knitted together and his lips trembled with the desire to say the most horrible insults he could think of. But he collected himself and only crossed his arms, more to self soothe than to look intimidating. Sven took it as his sign to leave and turned back to the corridor. They both had a long night ahead, Sven on the tavern with his mates and Prince Krisgan on his castle, savoring the last moments had of his normal life.

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