Chapter Twenty-Four
YAVARA
“You don’t think I can hit him from here?” I laughed at Rose. Arbor had detected a ranger spying on us from The Great Forest. He was about three hundred yards off, but I could just make out his cowl from the edge of the tree line. I notched the arrow as I gazed from the top of the tower.
“There’s no way you’re making that shot.” Rose said.
“Adriana,” I said to the hybrid woman formerly known as Ranger Adarian, “tell Rose about the shots I made at the tourney eight years ago.”
“She shot three arrows shaft-to-shaft-to-shaft into bullseye at two hundred feet,” Adriana said, “my queen, please spare him.”
“What will you do to keep me from shooting?” I asked Adriana.
“Do you want me to humiliate myself?” Adriana asked angrily, “Haven’t you done enough to me?!”
“Elena is being tortured in Bentius,” I said as I aimed, “you deserve worse than what you got.”
“I’ll capture him,” Adriana said, “I’ll bring him to you and let you change him.”
“That’s tempting, Adriana,” I said, “but I’m not sure how many vengeful cunts like you I need waiting for a chance to stab me in the back.”
“Please, my queen,” Adriana said, “I deciphered the messages for you; you already know all of our meeting spots and hideouts. With Arbor on your side, you’ll track the rest of us down easily. What’s the point in killing him?”
“I’m not going to kill him,” I smiled, “I’m just going to scare the shit out of him.”
I loosed the arrow and watched it arc. It flew across the clearing and down to the tree line. It speared through the ranger’s cowl without touching a hair on his head. The ranger ducked for cover and scampered into the trees.
“Holy shit.” Rose gasped.
“Time to pay up, Rose.” I smiled as I spread my legs.
Rose grinned devilishly as she got on her knees. I moaned blissfully at Adriana’s scowling face as Rose’s tongue penetrated my slit. Adriana hated me now, but she’d come around. I’d felt a motherly need to protect her ever since she changed, and had to constantly keep orcs from taking her virginity. I was saving that for Elena, if she ever came back.
LEVERIA
“I’m not sure how a stateswoman dresses,” Elena said as she spun around in her dress for me, “but I like this one.”
It had been five days since Yavara took Castle Thorum, and I had set up a meeting with King Dreus to discuss sanctions against Alkandra. King Dreus had demanded a diplomat from Alkandra be in attendance, so Elena seemed the logical choice.
“I think we should go with black,” I replied, eyeing down the beautiful hermaphrodite, “you’re the ambassador from Alkandra, not a girl getting ready for prom.”
“You’re going to have to help me here,” Elena smiled sheepishly, “I’m used to wearing armor and robes, not dresses and gowns.”
“A stateswoman usually wears conservative clothing,” I said, pawing through my wardrobe, “you want to accentuate your beauty, but still seem competent. So, low necklines are out, short skirts are out, and bare shoulders are out.”
“You want me to dress like a nun?” Elena laughed as she slipped the dress from her shoulders, “You’re wearing the same dress you always do, and I can see the sides of your tits, your shoulders, and your entire torso.”
“I’m a queen,” I smiled at the topless woman, “my words are backed by armies and my beauty is a weapon. You, Elena, are a diplomat. Your words represent the wishes and possible maneuvers of your country, but hold no weight on their own. That’s why you must come off as professional, intelligent and a little bit of a bitch.”
“You know I’ll be representing Yavara’s interests at the meeting,” Elena said as pushed the dress past her hips, “I’m not playing along with you just because we’re fucking.”
“I’d be disappointed if you did,” I smiled at her fit, naked body, “and I’ll be doing everything I can to undermine your efforts.”
“I’ll need to talk to her before we go,” Elena said, “or I’m not going. You cannot be there when I speak to her.”
“That’s fine,” I said as I held the dress I selected up against Elena’s body, “just know that everything you say will be monitored. How’s this one?”
“Fine,” Elena said as she pulled the dress over her head, “aren’t you worried about what I’ll say to Yavara?”
“Adarian has a treasure trove of information in his room. Yavara won’t need you to tell her how large my army is and how soon I’ll be attacking.” I said as I buttoned the back of her dress up, “I think you should be more worried about what she’ll ask you. Turn around, let me see you.”
Elena turned to me and struck a pose. The black dress clung to her in all the right places, stopping mid-cleavage and ending just above the knees. The only problem was the bulge in her crotch.
“I’m not sure what to do about your dick,” I frowned, “that’s definitely going to throw people off.”
“Good,” Elena smiled, “that’s exactly the reaction I want.”
“Is that your intimidation tactic?” I laughed, “When the meeting’s not going your way, are you going to tell King Dreus to whip it out and see who’s bigger?”
“If it comes to that,” Elena grinned and grabbed my hips, forcing my body against her own, “maybe I’ll just bend you over and fuck you on the negotiating table.”
“Ambassador Straltaira,” I giggled, my hands sliding up her thighs, “this is very unprofessional of you.”
“I’m sorry Queen Tiadoa,” Elena smiled, “but diplomacy has failed; we’re going to invade you.”
“You can try, Ambassador,” I whispered, “but our front is too well defended.”
“Well then,” Elena smirked as her hands grabbed my ass, “I guess we’ll have to attack from the back.”
YAVARA
Over the past five days, I’d been reading letters of correspondence from between Adriana and Leveria’s generals. Leveria’s army was twice the size we thought it was, and was already on the move for The Tundra. It would take at least a day for Brock and The Ten to get to The Tundra, and at least three more days for them to marshal their clans into a unified army. The nymphs and I would wipe out the last of the rangers and high-tail it to The Tundra before the battle started. Time was of the essence, and it was not working in my favor.
There was still the pressing matter of paying for my army. I’d heard no news from King Dreus regarding sanctions. I had promised him that I wouldn’t attack The Highlands, and that promise had obviously been broken. If I couldn’t convince King Dreus to hold off on economic sanctions, and if this war drew out for more than a month, our treasury would be depleted, and we’d be fucked.
Adriana’s mirror flashed twice. Leveria was calling. I pressed my hand to the mirror to see my sister’s smiling face.
“Yavara,” she said, “good to see you again.”
“And you, Leveria,” I said, “to what do I owe the pleasure?”
“I was wondering if you’d like to see Elena.”
My heart dropped in my chest. I knew the moment Leveria called me that she’d show off her handy work. I wanted with all my heart to see Elena again, but I knew Leveria would just use her tortured body to get to me. I needed to be cold.
“I’d prefer to see the whole Elena,” I said nonchalantly, “not just the parts you’ve left of her. Goodbye, Leveria, and don’t call here again.”
“Stop!” Leveria said with an unusual bit of anxiousness. My hand stopped inches from the mirror.
“She’s fine,” Leveria said, “she’s whole and healthy.”
“Bullshit.”
“She’s actually more than fine,” Leveria said, “she’s your ambassador to my court.”
“You don’t recognize my sovereignty,” I replied, bringing my hand to the mirror, “there is no ambassador of Alkandra in your court. It was nice talking to you.”
“Goddamn it, Yavara,” Leveria growled before turning her face away from me, “Ambassador Straltaira, your queen is being a real cunt! Could you help me out here?”
“We had a deal, Leveria,” Elena’s voice called from out of the frame, “I’m not talking to her with you present!”
“Fine.” Leveria grumbled and walked out of the frame. I stared in confusion at what I had just witnessed. Elena, Leveria’s captive, had just ordered the queen out of her own office. Elena stepped from the doorway and walked toward me. Every part of her was still intact, with not a single cut or bruise on her body. She wore a conservative black dress and a pair of diamond earrings large enough to buy a small kingdom. She smiled at me and sat down in Leveria’s chair.
“Hey, Yavara.” She said.
“Hi…” I replied. Something was wrong here. Elena should be in chains and broken, not in royal jewelry and Leveria’s dress. Despite the oddity of Elena’s wellbeing, seeing her alive and well brought a wave of relief over me. I could feel the tears begin to form in my eyes.
“I guess you weren’t expecting to see me like this.” Elena smiled.
“I wasn’t expecting to see you at all,” I choked out, my throat tightening, “it’s good to see you.”
“It’s good to see you too.” Elena replied, her face smiling, but her voice not reciprocating the emotion that mine bore. Elena wasn’t being tortured anymore, and she was acting strangely. The only explanation I could come up with is that she was under the influence of a spell.
“Elena, can you swallow powder for me?” I asked.
“I’m not under any of Glendian’s spells,” Elena said, “but sure.”
Elena took a pinch of magic-revealing powder and swallowed it, her demeanor not changing in the slightest.
“Ok, I give up,” I said, “what’s Leveria’s play here? Why are you not in pieces right now?”
“This is gonna sound weird…” Elena said shifting nervously, “Leveria has…feelings for me.”
“What the fuck.”
“Yeah,” Elena laughed, “that was my reaction as well.”
“She’s playing with you.”
“That’s what I thought,” Elena said, “but then she risked her life to save me when you attacked Castle Thorum. A ballista came right at me, and Leveria pushed me away and took a glancing shot that cut her wide open.”
“Elena…” I said remembering what Adriana had told me about the angel and devil outfits, “are you…are you two fucking?”
“We are,” Elena said completely unabashedly, “but it’s just sex, Yavara; don’t make it more than it is. I’ve seen you have sex with complete strangers.”
“I don’t think it’s ‘just sex’ for her, Elena,” I said, fearing what my friend was getting herself into, “if she risked her life to save you, she thinks you’re making love.”
“Leveria is candidly aware of the dynamic of our ‘relationship.’” Elena laughed, “She’s threatening my mother’s life just so that I won’t leave her.”
“And how do you feel about her?” I asked.
“I don’t hate her as much as you do.”
“Do you like her?”
“Are you getting jealous?” Elena smiled, “I actually do like your sister, for what she is.”
“She’s a monster,” I growled angrily, “she’s a murderer, a rapist and a torturer.”
“So are you, Yavara,” Elena said, a hint of sadness in her eyes, “the mirror we’re talking through, it doesn’t turn off on your end. I saw you torture Adarian and rape April.”
My heart dropped. The last person I wanted to witness me doing those things was Elena, and she’d seen it all. She’d seen me at my darkest, and now she couldn’t distinguish the moral line between Leveria and myself.
“Elena,” I said shakenly, “I had to…”
“You did what you
thought you had to, Yavara,” Elena said with a hint of anger, “but you didn’t actually
have to do any of it. You did it because you enjoyed it. Don’t lie to me, Yavara; you liked it.”
“You’re right,” I said with tears in my eyes, “I’m a sick person, Elena.”
“I’m not judging you,” Elena said, “I got off to watching you work over April, so I can’t throw stones. I was just…surprised that you were capable of doing those things.”
“Do you still love me?” I asked as tears of shame came down my cheeks.
“Of course, I do,” Elena smiled, “but you’re not making it easy.”
“I’ll try harder.” I smiled back through wet eyes.
“Alright,” Elena said, pulling out parchment and a quill, “Leveria and I are going to Ardeni Dreus to discuss sanctioning you for the attack on Castle Thorum. As your representative, I’ll need you to tell what your plan is to avoid these sanctions.”
“Wait,” I said, “you’re actually my ambassador?”
“Technically,” Elena said, “I’m your ambassador to The Highlands, but seeing as you don’t have an ambassador to The Lowlands, and King Dreus won’t see Leveria unless an Alkandran ambassador is present, I will also be your ambassador to The Lowlands.”
“I don’t know how I can avoid getting sanctioned,” I sighed, “I can’t give up Castle Thorum without losing the respect of my army. Besides that, it’s a great defensive position right at the border of The Highlands and The Great Forest; if I want to hold the line against Leveria’s armies, I’ll need a fort like this to do it.”
“That’s…not a terrible excuse...” Elena muttered.
“Well ambassador,” I smiled, “you’re the diplomat,
you find a way to spin it.”
“I’ve never done anything like this before,” Elena said nervously, “and Leveria’s a fucking pro; she’s going to crush me.”
“Probably.”
“Thanks for the bode of confidence.” Elena laughed.
“Look, Elena,” I said, “I’ll find a different way to pay for my army, don’t put too much of this on your shoulders.”
“Yavara,” Elena said, “if things don’t go your way at these negotiations, and your treasury is running out, don’t do something desperate.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“I’m afraid you’ll attack The Highlands and try to end the war quickly,” Elena said, “I’m afraid that you’ll sack cities to supplement your lack of income.”
“Do you really think I’d do that?” I asked with a hint of insult, even though that exact thought had crossed my mind before.
“I don’t know what you’re capable of doing anymore,” Elena said with sad eyes, “but if you make me choose between your love, and the safety of our homeland, you may not like my decision.”
“It won’t come to that,” I said with a smile, “I promise you.”
“I believe you, Yavara,” Elena said, “don’t take my trust lightly.”
“I won’t. Goodbye, Elena,” I said as I reached for the mirror, “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
ELENA
“Are you nervous?” Leveria asked as we walked down the hall.
“A little.” I responded.
“You’ll do fine,” Leveria encouraged with a pat on the back, “you’re a quick-witted woman with a sense of humor. Half of diplomacy is being able to come up with a good come-back.”
"It's bullshit that you can attack The Great Forest without repercussions, but Yavara takes one little castle and there's hell to pay."
"That's politics, Elena," Leveria said, "The Lowlands and The Highlands are trading partners with entwined economies; Alkandra has no real export but silver. King Dreus may like Yavara, he may want her to succeed, but he cannot afford his relationship with The Highlands to sour."
Glendian and ten royal guards stood waiting for Leveria and I at the portal. We stepped through the membrane and into the headmaster’s office in Ardeni Dreus. The captain of the Ardeni guard guided us to the diplomatic room, where King Dreus was sitting and waiting for us.
“Queen Leveria Tiadoa,” he smiled to elf queen, “good to see you.”
“And you as well, King Dreus.” Leveria said as they exchanged kisses on the cheek.
“This must be Ambassador Elena Straltaira,” King Dreus said, his eyes stopping for a moment at the bulge of my cock, “you certainly are a member of Queen Yavara’s court.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I smiled, accepting his kiss on the cheek while gripping his forearm in the customary male greeting.
“That’s quite a grip you’ve got there, Ambassador Straltaira.” King Dreus smiled, “It’s unusual for a diplomat to have any kind of strength, much less a backbone!”
“I was a ranger once,” I smiled back, “years of hunting through the forest will do that for you.”
“How does a ranger become an ambassador for Alkandra?” King Dreus asked.
“By fucking the queen of Alkandra, I guess.” I smirked. Leveria gasped at my crassness, but King Dreus just laughed.
“If that were the case, Ambassador Straltaira, half of my city would be diplomats to Alkandra!” King Dreus chuckled.
“But how many of them have also fucked the queen of The Highlands?” I asked slyly.
“ELENA!” Leveria yelled in shock.
“HA!” King Dreus roared, “I suppose your negotiating skills must be top-notch to accomplish that feat, Ambassador! How could you Queen Leveria, you have a husband!”
“Let’s just get down to business, shall we?” Leveria said, her pale face now bright red. Leveria was a master manipulator and a seasoned diplomat; I’d have to use every tool available to throw her off.
“Right,” King Dreus said as he sat down, “this meeting has been convened on the behest of Queen Leveria Tiadoa to discuss economic sanctions on Alkandra for the capture of Castle Thorum.”
“King Dreus, my queen has called upon me to discuss another matter as well.” I replied.
“And what would that be?” King Dreus asked.
“Queen Yavara Alkandi has given me the power to propose a peace-treaty right here and now.” I lied.
“That is an interesting proposition,” King Dreus said, “and is something I whole-heartedly support. Queen Tiadoa, what say you to this offer?”
“I don’t believe Queen Alkandi has given the ambassador the power to offer such a treaty,” Leveria said, knowing full-well I didn’t, “does she have documented proof of this, or is this just a desperate ploy to buy time?”
“I do not have any physical assurance of this proposition,” I said, “as my only communication with my queen has been via mirror.”
I got Leveria with that one. She either had to accept my word as Yavara’s, or admit that I was a prisoner in her castle.
“I will take Ambassador Straltaira’s words as bond,” King Dreus said, “and you, Queen Tiadoa?”
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“I will.” Leveria said, glaring at me. I smiled at her and snuck a hand under the table before resting it on her thigh. She pushed it off, by I persevered until she finally let it stay.
“My proposition is this:” I continued, “Queen Leveria Tiadoa ceases all further raids and ranger incursions on our territory-”
“Your territory is not defined,” Leveria cut in, “my rangers have operated in the same lands they always have. Queen Alkandi cannot claim the entire Great Forest as her own.”
“We will draw up borders in a follow-up meeting,” I replied, my hand now slowly moving up her leg, “right now, we’re discussing an end to hostilities.”
“An end to hostilities?” Leveria laughed, not at all reacting to me, “One of our fortresses was just taken five days ago!”
“Castle Thorum will be returned to The Highlands, in exchange for a mutual assurance in arms reduction.” I replied. All of this was bullshit, of course, I had no power to offer these terms, and Yavara would never accept them. I was bluffing the prospect of peace as leverage. My hand slipped under Leveria’s dress. Her hand stopped me for a moment, and I slowly stroked her thigh in response. I felt her hand stay there, and the pull off me in surrender. Leveria let out a tiny gasp as I moved higher.
“Here’s where I’m having problems with this,” King Dreus cut in, “I made a trade deal with Queen Yavara Alkandi under the condition that her army stays within the borders of Alkandra. Now, as Queen Tiadoa has said, Alkandra’s borders are not yet defined, but they sure as shit don’t extend to Castle Thorum.”
“The attack on Castle Thorum was retaliation for a covert ranger operation that resulted in the assassination of Prestira Rasloraca.” I replied, “My queen could not allow the rangers to continue killing members of her council without reprimand. The attack wasn’t an invasion, it was a preemptive measure to ensure the safety of high-ranking government officials.”
That was a stroke of genius that even surprised myself. I could tell by the look on Leveria’s face that she was realizing she’d underestimated me. I gave her a smile and pushed my hand between the last inches of her upper thigh.
“That was a beautiful piece of bullshit.” Leveria said with an admiring smile, her legs spreading slightly to let me in.
“Thank you, Queen Tiadoa,” I replied, my fingertips gently pressing against her slit, “but I’m speak truly.”
“Prestira Rasloraca is dead?” King Dreus asked.
“Unfortunately,” I said, shaking my head, “though I’m sure Queen Tiadoa had no knowledge of the operation beforehand,” my fingers pushed into Leveria, “as she would never have signed off on it.”
“Of course.” King Dreus said glaring at Leveria. Leveria just stared back and tried to keep her composure.
“I cannot accept a reduction in arms,” Leveria said with a slight gasp, “not when my scouts are reporting increased mobilization in The Tundra and The Maples.”
“I would sign off on a temporary armistice,” I said, my pinky tickling her clit, “a month-long end to hostilities so that we can ease the tension before reconvening at the negotiating table.”
“That sounds fair.” King Dreus said, “Will you accept a temporary armistice, Queen Tiadoa?”
Leveria shifted uneasily in her seat. I had backed her into a corner diplomatically, and I could feel her juices flowing onto my hand. I slowly pushed further inside of her, forcing the queen to clench her body to keep from reacting.
“Ambassador Straltaira,” Leveria said to me, her voice wavering slightly, “can I speak with you privately for a moment?”
“Certainly, Queen Tiadoa,” I said, pulling my hand away and getting up from my chair, “King Dreus, is there a place the queen and I could hash out terms without fear of prying ears?”
“Captain Alexander will escort you two to a private conference room.”
Leveria and I walked silently behind the captain. I smelled Leveria on my fingers and smiled at her flushed face. Captain Alexander opened the door to a conference room and then left. I locked the door behind him and Leveria immediately jumped on me. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her mouth pressed hard against my own. I returned her passion with my lips and tongue before throwing her down on a couch.
“You thought I would be easy, didn’t you?” I sneered as I ripped Leveria’s dress off her shoulders, exposing her supple, pale breasts to me, “You thought you were going to walk all over me.”
“I underestimated you,” Leveria gasped as she pulled my dress up past my hard cock, “I didn’t think you’d bluff a peace offering.”
“Well Leveria,” I said while hiking her dress up over her hips, exposing her holes to me, “we’ll be continuing negotiations on my terms now.”
I crouched down and licked Leveria from her asshole to her clit. Her pussy frothed in excitement, and her mouth moaned its approval. I put my hands on her inner thighs and spread her legs, watching as her delicious slit opened to me.
“I want a complete withdrawal of sanctions,” I said with my lips blowing gently over her pedals, “and access to dwarven trade routes.”
“I’ll give you an increase in tariffs but stay the full sanction,” Leveria moaned, “and you’re never getting access to those trade routes.”
“Is that right?” I said as I lowered my tongue, “Is there nothing I can do to convince you otherwise?”
I circled Leveria’s clit slowly, the edge of my tongue just barely tracing her reddened spot. She moaned her need, her legs quivering with desire, her pussy flowing its juices down her taint. I didn’t give her the satisfaction, keeping my movements deliberately just outside of her clit. Her moans grew louder and more desperate. She looked down at me with need in her eyes, and I gave her wicked open-mouthed smile.
“Maybe…” Leveria said through strained breaths, “Maybe I keep the tariffs at their current rate.”
My tongue flicked across her clit and then continued its teasing pattern. I kept my eyes fixed on Leveria’s increasingly desperate face, my mouth still open in a teasing smile. I’d give her the reward she needed when she gave me what I wanted. Her breathing increased and her pussy flowed. She reached out to push my head down, but I grabbed her wrist. She began to hum lecherously, soft pathetic sounds of need flowing from her closed lips. Her mouth parted to let out a strained, pleading whimper, her eyes begging me.
“F-f-fine!” she stammered out, “partial access to trade routes!”
That’s more like it.
I laid my tongue flat against her slit and slowly worked along it, tasting her delicious juices and parting her tender pedals. I made my way to her throbbing clit and sensually rotated my tongue around its base. Leveria bit her lip and hummed her amorous tune. Her low tones of satisfaction slowly increased with the pace of my movements. My sensuality oozed onto her, my saliva coating her sensitive bump. One of my fingers traced along her crease until it rested on her asshole. I took her clit into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it and slowly rotating as my index finger gently pushed into her. Leveria reacted beautifully, her breathing turning to gentle pants, the heaves of her chest carrying a lustful tune that sang from her slightly parted lips. My other hand traced her inner thigh tenderly, the tips of my fingers barely touching her soft flesh. It traveled down her pelvis and then hovered over her unoccupied slit. I kept my eyes fixed on her own the whole time; gaging her needs and desires. She vocalized her need with a pathetic murmur and a furrowed brow. I gave her what she wanted and pushed my hand inside.
“I don’t think partial trade routes are good enough,” I said while I raised my head, strings of saliva and her juices bridging my lips and her clit, “I want full access.”
“I gave you partial trade routes as a gift,” Leveria moaned as my fingers slowly rubbed against her vaginal ceiling, “you won’t get any more out of me.”
I pinched the fingers of the hand teasing her asshole together and pushed in. Leveria’s pelvis dropped and her chest shot forward, her tits bouncing violently and her head tilting back with a strained growl.
“The trade route goes through Highland territory!” Leveria cried, her hands gripping her own breasts, “You won’t get full access when we’re at war!”
I pressed my thumbs together against the membrane between her channels and slowly grinded back and forth. Leveria’s thighs clamped together around my head squeezed in delight.
“Put me in contact with the dwarves,” I said as I pushed deeper with both hands, “we’ll arrange the establishment of a new trade route.”
“OOoooooh fuck you, Elena!” Leveria cried, her back arching from the couch.
“I need the name of their master of coin,” I twisted my hands inside of her, pushing against her inner walls, “and I want you to set up a meeting between he and I.”
“You’ll get nothing!” Leveria cried more desperately, heaving gasps of pleasure blasting from her agape mouth, “There will be no trade with the dwarves!”
“I think we need to try a different negotiating tactic,” I smiled up at the pleasure-stricken elf queen, “one way or another, you will give me what I want.”
I pulled my hands out of Leveria, watching as both holes gripped my exit with clinging inner skin. Leveria’s gapes stayed open for a moment, her soft, pink inner flesh twitching with need, before they closed before me. I stood up and pressed my cock between her ass cheeks, slowly running it along her taint, my head parting her pedals as my shaft teased her pulsating asshole. I sneered down at the queen, her pride and inhibitions cast aside as she spread her legs and murmured her pleas. I pushed the head of my cock into her tight slit and slowly drove my length inside.
“Put me in contact with the master of coin, Leveria,” I said, lowering my body onto her, “or I push the armistice on King Dreus until he sanctions you for warmongering.”
“The Lowlands and The Highlands are too economically entwined,” Leveria moaned, “he’d never do that.”
“Your right,” I gasped, pushing in all the way until our pelvises touched, “but he might agree to tariffs on elven imports.”
“We can do without.” Leveria said with shudder as I slowly pulled out.
“Are you playing hardball with me, Queen Tiadoa?” I smiled.
“You got what you came here for, Ambassador,” Leveria smiled lustfully, “you don’t need anything else.”
“You’re right,” I whispered as my hands slid under her ass, “but I want more.”
I pulled Leveria up until her body was pressing against mine. She wrapped her legs around me and drove her pelvis down. I squeezed her ass and spread her cheeks wide while I thrusted with increasing force. Leveria took her hands and ripped the fabric of my dress down the middle, my bronze tits flying out with the shaking of our bodies. I pressed her back against a wall and fucked her relentlessly, each drive forcing a labored scream from the queen’s gaping mouth.
“Give me the name of that fucking treasurer, Leveria!” I growled through gritted teeth.
“Fuck you, Elena,” Leveria gasped, “offer me something in return or-hhhggggnnnn-or I-aaahh-”
“What was that?” I sneered.
“You-oh fuck don’t stop!-need to give me-ah, AHHHH-something of value!”
“You want our silver?!”
“We can-ggaaahh-we can set up -oh my god- a smuggling line!”
I pulled Leveria from the wall and threw her body on the couch. Her head pushed between the seat and the back, with her body extending upward to my crotch. I looked down at the queen, her breasts flying into her face with every thrust of my body, her full, pink lips agape in pleasure, her eyes begging me for more. Her legs stayed wrapped around me, flexing and squeezing to keep me inside her.
“You want to trade with Alkandra in secret?” I groaned in pleasure.
“My people-aaahhh-want silver-oohh fuck-we-hah-abandoned-haaaaah-the mines when-FFUUCK-the vampires came!”
“If I set up a smuggling line,” I panted, “you’ll set me up with the dwarves?”
“YES!” Leveria screamed as a convulsion of pleasure shot through her, forcing her cunt to clench around me. I’d gotten the best deal I could with Leveria, and now it was time to close it. Sweat dripped down my tan body and onto Leveria’s glistening pale skin. Her torso was scrunched together in her position, but I could still see her abdominal muscles flexing in ecstasy beneath her rolls of flesh. I pumped into her harder, forcing her head to sink deeper into the cushions of the couch. I let her hold us together with her legs while I reached underneath her lower back and pulled her upper body in an arc to me. She wrapped her arms around me and pushed her lips to mine. Our tongues sensually explored one another’s mouths as our hips drove violently. We pulled from our kiss to pant our pleasure, our eyes fixed together in sexual fervency, our mouths open and crying out. Leveria gripped my tits and squeezed hard, encouraging me to drive harder into her. I took a handful of her blonde hair and pulled it back, compelling her spine to arch and her body to press closer. Her pussy gripped me with convulsions, and I could feel the pressure in my loins rising. I kept her head facing the ceiling as I watched her throat strain to scream out. I couldn’t hold back anymore, and with a cry, I shot my hot seed deep into Leveria’s womb. Her legs flexed and her body shook. She screamed a shrill note to the ceiling as she climaxed, her breasts rising and falling with the frantic heaves of her chest. I held her in the air for a while longer, my thrusts decreasing in force until they were gentle and loving. Leveria leaned forward and embraced me, our mouths once against greeting each other in a lustful kiss. She broke from the kiss and her full, pink lips curled in a smile.
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“We don’t have any extra clothes,” Leveria giggled, “and we just ripped our dresses to shreds.”
“Shit,” I said, looking down at the tattered remains of our clothes, “I guess we just have to go like this.”
Leveria and I walked out of the room with as much pride as we could muster. Our tits were bouncing freely from our dresses, which were dark with sweat. Our hair was a disheveled mess, and our makeup was smeared all over our faces.
“I see the negotiations were…intense.” King Dreus grinned from ear to ear.
“We’ve come to terms,” I said, brushing a strand of blonde hair from my face, “Leveria has decided not to sign the peace treaty, but in return, has decided not to press sanctions.”
“You must be a very convincing diplomat.” King Dreus smiled.
“She is.” Leveria beamed as she wrapped an arm around my waist.
YAVARA
Brock left a garrison of five hundred orcs to guard Castle Thorum, under acting commander Jefrok. Brock, his army, Zander and The Ten left for The Tundra. Zander sent out a message to Trenok to take the Terdini and the Protaki tribes to The Tundra with haste. Titus and his clan would leave Castle Alkandra to perform hit-and-run night missions on Leveria’s army once they crossed into The Tundra. Zander kissed me goodbye, and then took Elena’s succubi with he and Brock.
I was left with Arbor and her nymphs to take out the rest of the rangers. Adriana would come with me to convince any hostile rangers to lay down their arms. I kept her mirror with me on my horse for when Elena called back about the result of her meeting. The mirror flashed twice, and I answered.
“Hello sister.” Leveria said from the mirror.
“I was expecting Elena, but I’m glad you called,” I said, “Do you see this pretty little thing?” I asked, facing the mirror towards the embarrassed Adriana.
“You made another one?” Leveria asked, “Wasn’t Elena good enough for you?”
“Apparently, she’s good enough for you.” I said with a hint of anger, prompting a satisfied smile from Leveria.
“You should have seen her at the negotiations,” Leveria smirked, “she was so…aggressive with me.”
“Shut up, Leveria!” Elena’s voice yelled from out of view.
“You can tell Elena I don’t mind seeing you two together,” I lied, “this taking-turns-bullshit is getting old.”
Elena walked into the frame and sat next to Leveria. Leveria put an arm around her and Elena shrugged it off in annoyance. Leveria just smiled at her and then gave me a wink.
“You were telling me about your new hybrid.” Leveria said.
“What?” Elena asked.
“Yavara’s created your replacement,” Leveria sniggered, “are you jealous?”
“Let me see her!” Elena asked excitedly.
I turned the mirror to Adriana, who scowled at me and covered her face.
“Do you recognize her?” I asked Leveria and Elena.
“No.” they both said.
“I’ll give you a hint,” I laughed, “she was once a man…”
“No fucking way,” Elena said, catching on to what I was getting at, “is that Adarian?”
“She goes by Adriana now,” I laughed as I turned the mirror back to me, “isn’t she pretty?”
“Does she still have a penis?” Leveria asked.
“That’s the weird thing,” I smiled, “she’s a fully-fledged woman, not a piece of man on her.”
“What…” Elena said.
“I think you count as the male of your species,” I said to Elena, “and Adriana is the female. I was hoping to get you two together and make baby hybrids.”
“Tell Adriana she’s now my official ambassador to Alkandra.” Leveria said, “There, Yavara, now we both got one; we’re even.”
“We’re pretty far from even,” I frowned, “tell me about the negotiations with King Dreus.”
“They didn’t go as I planned.” Leveria frowned.
“I kicked her ass,” Elena beamed, “I bluffed a peace treaty and forced Leveria to sign a favorable trade deal. King Dreus won’t sanction you.”
“Ha! How does that feel, Leveria?” I sneered at my sister.
“It felt so
good.” Leveria sneered back as her hand ran up Elena’s thigh. Elena giggled before she saw my scowling face and pushed Leveria’s hand off her thigh. Her face flushed in embarrassment and she brushed a strand of blonde hair over her ear before continuing.
“Leveria’s going to put me in contact with the dwarves to set up a trade route with Alkandra.” Elena said, “and in return, you and Leveria are going to set up a smuggling line so that she can get silver from your mines.”
“We’re trading partners now,” Leveria smiled, “but it has to remain quiet or I’ll get fucked by the aristocrats. The only people who know about it are the three of us, and if it gets out that I’m smuggling Alkandran silver, I’m cutting your lucrative deal with the dwarves.”
“Fine,” I said, “I’ll have a few nymphs run the operation on my end; they’re very good at staying quiet.”
“And I’ll hire some humans on my end,” Leveria said, “that should give me a few degrees of separation.”
“Our armies are marching right at each other,” I said, frowning to Leveria, “all of this might be moot in a few weeks.”
“Doubtful,” Leveria said, “maybe if you hadn’t pulled a miracle out of your ass and gotten the clans to unite, but now…this war is going to last a long time, Yavara. My people will need distractions to keep them happy; your silver will help me there.”
“We can always sit at the negotiating table and make peace.” Elena said.
“No,” Leveria said to Elena before turning to me, “we will have peace when you are a corpse.”
“And we were having such a friendly discussion.” I smiled.
“It’s nothing personal, Yavara.”
“Yes, it is.” I replied.
“You’re right, it is,” Leveria laughed, “but there are other factors at play. My people see The Great Forest as land that was taken from them, land taken by you, Yavara, when you were Alkandi. And now here you are again: the greatest enemy of our kingdom’s history, the woman who cut the most powerful empire in the world in half. Am I supposed to tell them that you only mean well? No, Yavara, there will be no peace, there will never be peace.”
“One of us has to lose,” I said, “and then there will be peace.”
“Yavara,” Leveria said, shaking her head, “your ideal picture of peace is our two nations holding hands and skipping through flowers. The reality is: if you win, if you crush my armies, you will be powerless to stop your own from invading. The most powerful person in your kingdom isn’t you anymore; it’s Brock Terdini.”
“Brock is a loyal subject of mine.”
“Until he isn’t.” Leveria said, and pressed her hand to the mirror.
PLOT POINTS
Elena and Yavara talk for the first time since Elena's capture. Elena reveals that Leveria and her have been fucking, and that it's more-or-less consensual.
Elena tells Yavara that she is her diplomat to The Highlands, and will represent her in a meeting with King Dreus to discuss economic sanctions of Alkrandra over the capture of Castle Thorum.
Elena out-maneuvers Leveria, and forces the elf queen to concede. Elena gets access to dwarf trade routes and must set up a smuggling line between Alkandra and The Highlands so that Leveria has access to silver.
Yavara, Adriana (the transformed ranger Adarian), Arbor and the nymphs leave Castle Thorum to round up the rest of the rangers.
Brock, Zander and the succubi leave Castle Thorum to go to The Highlands and marshal Yavara's army. Trenok, Brock's son, and Titus, the vampire, leave Castle Alkandra to join the army in The Tundra.
Leveria warns Yavara that Brock may be too powerful for Yavara to control.
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