>>2799006
>go see husband

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Freya Drack, Dark queen, Empress of the Drack Empire.

Personnal treasure :

- 947 110 gold.
- Several crate of fine wine.

Corruption : 0 - pure

Reputation : 100 - Beloved queen

Stats :

-Strength : 3 (Rather weak)
-Endurance : 4 (you tire quickly)
-Intelligence : 6 (smart)
-Dexterity : 5 (you can hold your rapier)
-Beauty : 10 (you're the most beautiful woman of the land.)
-Luck : 5 (You're lucky. Or not.)

Skill (rounded modifiers used in case of roll):

-Rapier (dex+str/2) : 4
-Politics (beau+int/2): 8
-Lovemaking (end+dex+str/3) : 3
-Diplomacy (beau+int/2) : 8
-Economy (Int+Lck/2) : 6
-Formal Dancing (dex+end/2): 5

Inventory:

-Several nice dresses for all occasions
-Armored batlle dress.
-Steel and Moonstone rapier.
-Venom gland of a great ice cave spider.
-Books about Economics
-Sexy black lingerie
-Exotic-looking hair stick with pink flowers and gold chains

Make up set :

-Lipstick :
>Red
>Pink
>Purple

-Eye shadow :
>Black
>Pink
>Purple
>Blue

-Lip balm

-Hair stuff :
>Scrunchies (Ponytail)
>Clip (Updo)
>Headband (Bands)

Potions : 10/10
-Painkiller x3
-Source of vigor x2
-Potion of endurance x3
-Strength elixir x2

Relationship :

- Lazarus Drack : ??? , ??? , husband

- Silviana Sorhorin: devoted(100/100), absolute trust (100/100), Emotionally bonded to you.

- Irene Nerva : loyal (80/100), Trusting (80/100).

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Last time, you married the dread knight, and your wedding night was full of lust and passion, (Thank to a full bottle of stimulant.)
You then surprised a maid spreading rumors about you and so you sentenced her to death by fire.

You came back from a shopping trip, with your personal maid and best friend, Silviana Sorhorin, and your bodyguard and ex-mercenary, Irene Nerva.
Now, in the courtyard of the royal palace,and servants approach to take your packages and bring them to your room.

Irene speaks first;

>"Well, it was a nice morning, I am happy to have been able to accompany you, your highness. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to the training ground, I'm sure the others took advantage of my absence to slack off."

>"I'm going too," say Silviana, "I'll help the other servants unload and bring your stuff. Thank you for thinking about me, and for taking me with you."

The two women then leave in opposite directions, leaving you alone with your thoughts. There is still a lot of time before sunset, What ado you do in the meantime?

>go to the dungeon ( to see the prisoner )
>go to the training ground ( train your rapier skill )
>go see your husband ( what do you ask him ?)

>>2799034
>>go to the dungeon ( to see the prisoner )

>>2799034
You might want to see about including an archive link mate.

>>2799177
Shit you're right, I forgot about it. Thank.

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Dark%20Queen%20Quest

>>2799034
>go to the training ground ( train your rapier skill )

>>2799034
>go to the training ground ( train your rapier skill )

>>2799034
>go to the training ground ( train your rapier skill )

>>2799217
>>2799225
>>2799241
>go to the training ground ( train your rapier skill )
writing

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>>2799172
>>2799249
>namefag
QM, pls ignore all namefag votes

By the way I'm hearing Lazarus' voice as Clancy Brown, and none of you can stop me.
Hell now I'm picturing him as looking like a young Clancy Brown, and you really can't stop me.

>>2799278
His voice acting is not very good, from what I heard. Also, Lazarus should probably have a bit more unnatural tone to his voice, given that he's a lord of a horde of demons.

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You decide it's time to try the rapier that your parents offered you. You ask a servant who passes at this time to get your armor and weapon, and bring them to the training ground. He bows and runs to the castle. then you leave to train.

After a few minutes, you arrive in the training area. The sound of metal against metal, grunts, cries, and orders, a real concert accomodates you.
the area is wide, covered with grass, except for a circle of land, where the duels take place.
Several knights practice different weapons with their mount, infantrymen do tactical maneuvers, and archers aim at distant targets.
You see Irene, who screams a heap of colorful insults at new recruits. you approach, she sees you and sends back the soldiers before welcoming you.

>"Well your highness, miss me already?" she laugh, "I'm kidding, if you're here, I suppose it's to train."

>"It's true," you reply, "I received from my parents a rapier of great values and I would like to try it. A servant will soon bring it with my armor."

When you finish your sentence, the servant arrives with another, carrying your material.

Irene takes you to a private place and helps you change. armored and weapon in hand, you feel ready.

>"You have a choice," says Irene, "you can train with the recruits, it will be easy, you have a minimum of training compared to them. you can also choose one of the knights, it will be a beautiful experience, or ....."
A predatory smile appears on her face.
>"You can fight me, if you're crazy enough to try."

>the recruit (easy)
>the soldier (medium)
>Irene (hard)

>>2799355
>the soldier (medium)

>>2799355
>the recruit (easy)

>>2799355
>>the recruit (easy)

>>2799355
>Irene (hard)

>>2799355
>Irene
Much better cause she can see our attacks and maybe gauge our skill it's a win win

>>2799355
If we can beat Irene in this that means we're like 1/16th of Lazarus stregnth to beat him right? If so
>Irene (hard)
>TFW dc is 90+

We're gonna get smacked

I don't even care what wins, we win no matter what cuz we get experience. I think though, they winning dc gives you a bit more but idk. It's not a big deal, either way we win.

>>2799385
>>2799386
>>2799405
writing

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you look at the commander, and you give her a defiant smile,

>"I have chosen, I will fight against you."

The soldiers around you stop, and look at you as if you had just told them that pigs are flying, but Irene is laughing very loudly.

>"If that's what you want, so be it, but I warn you, it's not because you're the dark queen that I'm going to restrain myself."

>"I expected no less." you reply.

You are both heading to the dueling zone. Around you the soldiers stop their exercise and get closer to observe the fight.
Irene takes a rapier, for equality.

>"The fight stops when one of the two fighters surrenders, or is unconscious. it this alright?"

>"It's okay for me."

>"Well then, prepare yourself."

Irene then takes position, and you do the same. Everyone around is silent, waiting attentively for the beginning of the duel. You know that Irene is a lot more talented than you, but maybe you can surprise her and gain the edge.

Roll me 1d100+4 for your rapier skill. if your roll is high, I'll roll for Irene reaction.

Rolled 44 + 4 (1d100 + 4)

>>2799466
That pic looks weird, the armor is too big for her body, methinks. Makes it looks like she has no hips, just a very skinny waif body. Also, is this first die or best of 2 or wat?

>>2799478
Best of 3

Rolled 29 + 4 (1d100 + 4)

>>2799466

Rolled 7 + 4 (1d100 + 4)

>>2799466
finna roll again, fuck it

Rolled 18 + 4 (1d100 + 4)

>>2799466
What could have been

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>2799466
I hope it's not too late

>44+4
writing

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You throw yourself towards Irene, blade rushing forward, in an effort to surprise her, but her honed reflex kicked in and the knight sidestep you, letting you exposed.

Irene rose her sword, intending to strike you in the back. At this, you release your hand from the blade and raise an armored arm to cover your head. The sword struck down at the forearm. Damn, it hurt. Irene failed to land a decent strike, but you failed to totally block the swing at the arm, meaning the sword slide along your arm, just missing the side of your head.

You throw yourself and roll on the side to recover your sword, and you put yourself back in position. This time, you thrust and aim for the neck. Irene parry the blow with disconcerting ease. She counter with a thrust that go for your face, and you had to lurch off-balance to avoid it and stagger away.

You know she's playing with you. You feel tired already, your breathing is heavy. She look at you with a serious look.

>"I'm gonna end this now."

Suddenly, she reach long, the point of her rapier aiming for your shoulders, you swayed away from the point, not avoiding it completely but twisting to take it on your side. Unfortunately, the blade has touched an unarmored part, and tears the fabric of the dress. you feel a pain on your side, and, unbalanced, you fall to the ground.

You don't have time to get up, Irene towers above you and put her blade just below your chin.

>"I yield." you say

The public applauds, no doubts impressed by the display of skills by the knight. She withdraws her sword and give a hand to help you get up. You take it.

>"Nice try, you took risks to achieve victory, but you leave yourself too open to counterattacks." she says, helping you on your feet.

>"Thanks, I wanted to take you by surprise but...."

>"Don't worry about it, you can't beat me on the first try."

Even if you were beaten completely, you learned a thing or two during the fight.

>Your rapier skill is now 5

What do you do now ?
>go to the dungeon ( to see the prisoner )
>go see your husband ( what do you ask him ?)
>other (write in)

>>2801532
>go see your husband ( what do you ask him ?)
Just talking, ask what he likes, preparing for the execution.

>>2801532
>other (write in)
The Armorer to order stuff for custom make, like jewelry and such with our emblem and holy symbols on them.

>>2801532
>go see your husband ( what do you ask him ?)

>>2801546
>>2801565
guise pls, armorer, we can even get a dagger made or something

>>2801532
>go see your husband ( what do you ask him ?)
we need to ask him what he wants of us, if he just wants to break our will or if he truly wants someone to rule by his side. Because for the latter he has to give us some leverage

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>>2801555
Supporting, can't deny those numbers

>>2799013
>-Strength : 3 (Rather weak)
>-Endurance : 4 (you tire quickly)
>-Dexterity : 5 (you can hold your rapier)

>-Lovemaking (end+dex+str/3) : 3
(4+5+3/3)=10
(4+5+3)/3=4

don't worry, you'll get it on your third attempt
elementary school math is hard

>>2801589
aw shit thanks, I keep forgetting to correct this.

>>2801589
>two steps
Y doe

>>2801599
you corrected it... but incorrectly. It was /2 before
6eme? or something for you guys, right?

>>2801601
>>two steps
read again because I used two version, one calculating his, and one how he meant to put the parenthesis

>>2801546
>>2801565
>>2801578
>go see your husband
writing

>>2801605
You're right, it's supposed to be (end+dex+str)/4 = 3

I have something to do, i'll write on my phone in the meantime, and post it when I'll be back, around 17h paris time. see you later guys.

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You decide to go see your husband, you have a lot of questions to him, about you, about him .....
you enter the castle and ask a guard if he knows where the dark lord is. He replies that he had asked for a room for a meeting with his generals.
You then order the guard to take you to your husband, and he obeys.

After a few minutes, you find yourself in front of a door, guarded by two tall soldiers in black armor, with skulls on their shoulders. they do not look at you but their presence makes you uncomfortable. The guard knocks on the door, and a commanding and angry voice asks a question.

> "Who dares? I asked that no one interrupt me!"

"Forgive me, my lord," replies the guard, frightened, "but your wife asks for an audience with you."

Several seconds pass before he answers

> "Well, let her come in!"

The soldiers in black open the doors and let you pass, You enter the room.
You are then welcomed by an assembly of men and women in terrifying armor, with dark faces, scars covering the faces of some of them, you even see one whose head is only a skull, an Undead, no doubt, and a red demon with black hair. All look at you.

At the end of the room, sitting on a throne, is Lazarus drack, your husband, and the leader of these men. He fixes you intently and declares,

>"My dear wife, seeing you makes me happy, but what do you want from me? As you see I am very busy."

>"Hello my dear husband," you reply, " I have some questions to ask you. Can we have some privacy?"

He does not say anything for a few seconds, his eyes and those of other people in the room begin to suffocate. Suddenly, he lifts his hand.

>"You're all dismissed, everybody, out now."

Everyone bows and leaves the room, leaving you alone with your husband. He gets up and approaches you. Slowly, he caresses your cheek, and looks you straight in the eyes.

>"Your beauty makes me speechless, despite the many times I see you."

He then withdraws his hand.

>"What do you want ? It must be important,after all, because I never see you all day otherwise. Are you ashamed to be seen with me?" He smirks.

> "No ... I .... I have a lot of questions on my mind right now, and if you don't mind, I'd be happy to have the answer."

>"Questions ? Well, it took you longer than I thought. Go ahead, ask your questions, I will answer them, without lies, but I reserve myself the right to say nothing, if I feel that your questions do not deserve answers. And watch your tongue, I love a bold woman, but I do not tolerate insolence."

You swallow, what are you going to ask him?
>You can ask several questions, makes them relevant to you, your husband and your situation.

>>2801815
What do you want me to be?

>>2801815
"If we are allowed to make a suggestion, to citizens we can spin the story that I keep your... darker side in check. Let me have some ruling over internal affairs while you can continue your demeanor to enemies of our nation. I don't doubt you are a smart man and know that you cannot sustain a war economy forever. I wish to plea for the citizens. There is no loyalty or sympathy to a conqueror on an empty stomach. And rule through fear only works to a degree. There will be a tipping point of hunger and desire for freedom over the desire of security."
"But right now these words come from me as an outsider to your reign as I barely know anything about it except tales of refugees from previously conquered nations. At the very least let me partake in the rest of the meeting that I so rudely interrupted. For which I wish to apoligize. I merely told the guards to take me to you to speak to you, I was not informed that you were busy as of this moment."


>>2801820
>What do you want me to be?
like I said here >>2801578

"Now, of course, you can lock me away in some tower of your keep, and only come to me when you desire my body, which you have done so far. Not once did you try to get to know me... If you want to break my spirit and reduce me to a slave with a fancy title, I'm sure you'll be able to do that. But if you want to win my heart and have me rule beside you, you need to include me in the happenings of the kingdom and let me help my- our subjects."

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>>2801815
What do you want me to be? Where will you attack next? Where are you from, tell me more about you. What are your ambitions? Things like this.
>>2801838
I know I didn't write a speech, but this is really gay, dude.

>>2801854
any female protagonist story will have people wanting it to turn gay, especially if the QM describes all the female NPCs and already wrote smut.

But as you meant the other thing.
We're pure and innocent, I played the role. Inquiring about his future conquest is not really what I see us as

>>2801870
I mean gay cuz your writing is weird. Also, we literally are his good side, it's not a story to spin. You make her sound dumb, not some princess with middling knowledge of war. You forget, even though we're a princess, we know more than others because we're proper northerner. Rome kept a war economy for centuries, I'm sure he's fine for now. I think there was a few things you could've left out, like letting us manage internal affairs, it's the natural expectation of the Queen to do so and he's made it clear he intends for us to do so. Even though we're a woman, we'd be a well educated woman, especially since we're heir apparent. Rereading it, I think my main problem is you made her seem dumb. She is most probably kept informed and even sits on council meetings and such.

>>2801892
>Rereading it, I think my main problem is you made her seem dumb. She is most probably kept informed and even sits on council meetings and such.
Hmm...
Well, truly we as players have no idea what's going on, QM made it seem like we never interacted with out husband except for the actual onscreen scenes.
I wasn't under the impression we have had anything to do at all.

>>2801902
No, I meant before he came. We are well informed about the Ordamark and how it runs. Basically, how to rule and matters of state. I think asking to sit on councils is a good idea, but the rest is feh.

>>2801907
Ordamark before it was conquered, yes.
the Drack Empire? not so sure

>>2801902
Because you never really interacted with him. During the full month he was here before the wedding, you never sat down and had a talk with him, you've only heard rumors. He's a dread knight, commanding an army of killers, demons and other dark thing. You were afraid of him. Now, you player choose how to act with him.

>>2801953
which confirms what I said.
We have no idea what's going on and we are stupid right now.
We need that info

>>2801953
Have you started writing yet? I think it's best if you just pick and choose what you think is best appropriate for the character to say.
>>2801927
Dude, what I'm saying is, our character is a Princess and heir apparent, she knows how government works and her role as the wife to a lord. She is well educated and knows much about theory and probably even has been given responsibilities by her father, the Kang. You write her like she's a little girl sheltered all her life. I think asking to sit on councils and finally be given responsibilities from Lazarus is a good idea, but we are not as naive and innocent as you make it out to be. In summary, I just didn't like the tone of what you wrote, but some of it was okay.

>>2801976
yes i'm writing right now

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>"Well, first, what am I for you? what do you want me to be? We've been married for two days and not once have you talked to me, you only come to me when you desire my body, not once did you try to get to know me. What do you know about me? "
unintentionally you raised your voice at the end of your sentence, letting your emotions speak.

Lazarus does not move, and you are afraid of having offended him, but, to your relief, he answers,

>"I know a lot of things, pretty, do you really think I did nothing in the month before our wedding? I learned a lot about you and your family, some servants and guard are very talkative, with the right motivations. To answer your first question: you are my wife, my queen. I expect from you total loyalty and obedience." He steps back, and go sit on his throne.

>" I hate the political game, the nobility disgusts me. I trust a soldier in my army more than any of the nobles in the world. But they have their uses, and with the territories now under my control, I need someone to hold them, to secure their submission, and, I hope, if they try to rebel, find a more permanent solution."

He looks at you, his fiery eyes resting on you, a malicious smile on his lips.

>"This person is you. You have potential : you are beautiful, intelligent, and you have a fire in you. I have great expectations of you. DO NOT disappoint me ! Anything else ?"

>"Can you tell me more about you? I barely know anything about you except tales of refugees from previously conquered nations."

>"So you know what you need to know, you don't have to know more, you know who I am now, focus on it."

>"Oh.... well ......What are your ambitions? Where will you attack next? Surely you will not be content with only the northern kingdoms?"

>"Of course! I have big plans for my empire. But for the moment, I have to strengthen myself, increase my army and secure my borders. The Empire of Hagendorff will be a big problem during this time, but I have a plan."

>"Right. One last thing my husband, can you please let me partake in the rest of the meeting that I so rudely interrupted. For which I wish to apoligize. I merely told the guards to take me to you to speak to you, I was not informed that you were busy as of this moment. I wish to be included in the happenings of the kingdom and help my- our subjects."

Curse, you bit your tongue. He may not accept, he must have understood that you wanted to help the people of Ordamark first. You feel the same sensation as when you saw it for the first time a month ago. But as suddenly as it appeared, the feeling disappears. Lazarus then shout.

>"GUARDS, bring a seat for the queen, and call back the generals, the meeting will resume."

You release a sigh of relief internally, looks like he wants you to be at his side. It will be interesting.

>>2802099
Conversation could've been more fluid and natural. Just looks like you're an interviewer and he's answering questions.

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After a few minutes you are seated at the right hand of your husband, and in front of you, the generals of his army. they looked at you when they came back into the room, but their faces are resigned impassive, betraying no emotions, and no one said anything. For the moment. A bearded man with an eyepatch begins to talk,

>"With the end of the conflict, we should withdraw to the capital of the empire. autumn is here, and winter follows it. The war has exhausted the reserves of many conquered kingdoms. As Ordamark is intact, we could take as much food as possible and leave before being stuck in the snow."

Several others agree, it does not look good for your country. Another man, blond with a short Mohawk and War Paint replies.

> "This may put us at a disadvantage, in the spring famine will come, and you don't build an empire with deads peoples," he turns to the undead, "No offense."

>"Some taken" reply the skeleton with a raspy and windy voice. A dark elf with half of her face burned adds.

>"We have enough provisions for the return, except major problems, it's useless to bring fire and death into this kingdom , it's the only one still fully intact after the war, it would be a shame to destroy it, it can bring back some nice profit in the long run .

The red demon interrupts her.

>"You are a bunch of cowards, like this kingdom, who prefers to surrender rather than fight. I say, we take what is rightfully ours, and let these weak cowards die like dogs."

the blond one speaks back :
>"This is why you demon will never have this world."

>"Beware, kid, or your neck will meet the blade of my axe" reply the demon.

The room then explodes in a flood of insults and threats. You look, incredulous, at the spectacle before your eyes. Those are the leaders of the great army which has made the northern kingdoms kneel.

You look at Lazarus, disconcerted, to see his reaction. He smiles, he seems to like that. He must be waiting for something. He then says with a voice from beyond this world.

>"SILENCE YOU WORMS !!"

The words and the noises stop. He continues with his usual voice.

>"We have your queen, the princess of Ordamark with us. Why not ask her for her opinion? I'm sure she has wonderful ideas about the future of her homeland. Isn't that right, my dear ?"

Damn it Lazarus! All eyes are on you. They must be waiting for an answer. The demon has his eyes filled with fury.

You want to disappear, but your education takes over and you calm down, thinking about how to solve this mess.

what do you do ?
>Assert your authority (they'll get nothing)
>Make a deal (trade with Ordamark)
>Let them take what they want. (looting)

>>2802255
>Make a deal (trade with Ordamark)

>>2802255
>Make a deal (trade with Ordamark)

>>2802255
>Make a deal (trade with Ordamark)
Both sides profit win-win

>let's trade !
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>"Why not make a deal? Ordamark has a surplus of cattle and fish, we can also provide you with game, our forests are filled with it. In exchange, Ordamark will lack tools, metal and fabrics this winter. Such a large army should own a large quantity of these products. The war is over, you can afford to lose a part of your stock. You give us what we need, you have your food, everyone wins."

When you finish, the room is silent. you're waiting for a reaction. Finally, it is the dark elf who speaks first.

>"It's a good offer, we'll have plenty for the return trip, and the country will survive. We can put a tax later, for future exchange with other countries."

>"The soldiers will be fed," Say the blond warrior, "and the people too, and fed people are people who work."

>"It solves our food problem," the old bearded man answers, "but not our snow problem."

>"We leave tomorrow afternoon, and unless the winter is very early, the snow will not fall for a few months. Not that It's a problem for me" reply the undead.

>"You make me want to vomit with your trade," growl the demon, "but if the queen says so, and if the Lord accept, I will obey."

You all turn to the Dark Lord, he remains motionless for a few seconds. Then, with a loud voice, say,

>"Excellent, I will send a messenger to King Harald to set up the exchange as soon as possible."

He then turns to you and nods. You'd swear that you can see the hint of a smile on his face. It must be your imagination.

The rest of the meeting is going quietly, the army management issues, the redeployment orders in the winter, nothing really interesting for you. Yet you have heard one thing, The least powerful demons will be sent back to hell to avoid waste. They also talked about rebuilding the infrastructure, but nothing specific.

After half an hour the meeting ends and the generals leave the room. You're about to take your leave when your husband takes your arm. You let out a little sound of surprise as he bring you against him and kiss you. You are surprised at first, but you do not move and end up melting in his arms, By the Gods, he's good.

>"Nicely done, you made an intelligent choice, and you showed the generals that you can help their interests while remaining faithful to your country. They will respect you a little more, well, some of them. I see that my expectations are not unfounded. You'll make a good empress."

Why are you blushing like that? It's just a compliment, why do you feel like this?

>"My queen, we still have time before the execution. if you have nothing else to do, why not spend some time together?" His hand goes down and grabs your butt "Alone?"

The execution, you had forgotten the execution. It will take place in a few hours.

What do you do now ?
>go to the dungeon ( to see the prisoner )
>stay with your husband ( prepare yourself)
>other (write in)

>>2802445
>stay with your husband ( prepare yourself)
But stop his hand. Let's talk. Fucking is for the nighttime. "I can't wait to see the bitch suffer, can you?" Then continue to talk about how he wants us to be seen by the people, what his vision for our Empire is, and what are his future plans.

>>2802445
>>stay with your husband ( prepare yourself)

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>>2802445
>other (Visit the Royal Armorers to order custom stuff, like jewelry and such with our emblem and holy symbols on them)

Kinda don't want to disappoint him with this, but I expect we'll be too busy tomorrow to get this done. Maybe say we'll make it up to him tonight. This could also be a way to exert our individuality a bit more, as well.

>>2802460
Support
Use the time to talk about the burning and getting to understand him better.

>Stay with your husband, no love right now.
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You smile at the dread knight, you put a hand on his, and you gently take it away from your posterior.

>"let's spend time together, to TALK and learn more about each other."

>"I already said what I had to say about this"

> "I don't want to talk about the past, I want to talk about now, there is so much to say."

> "So be it, my queen, Lead, I'll follow you."

Smiling, you take his hand and lead him to the outside of the castle. you end up going out to the royal gardens, because for you, it's the perfect place to talk.
Gently, you both walk among the trees and the flowers. You must admit, the contrast in color and life around you, and the armor and darkness of your husband make you chuckle.

You tell him about your childhood, the afternoons with your mother, the games with the other children. The dark lord listens but doesn't say anything, you don't really know what he's thinking. You change the subject.

> "With the execution, I have something in mind, a thought that never leaves me: what will people think ? How will they see me now? How do you want them to see me? It was you who wanted the execution to be public."

>"I want to see you at your best," says the dread knight," the only way to truly know someone is to see him pushed into his limits, to see his reactions to the pressure. When I heard that you sentenced someone to death, I was surprised. I'm sure you think that if you're as ruthless as me, I'll appreciate you more. It doesn't work like that. If you had been like me, you would have killed him on the spot yourself."

>"I would never........"

>"Hush, my dear. I can't wait to see what you will do at sunset." he ends with a smile "As for how people see you, You're an empress, you must make yourself respected."

>"Admit it, you want her to suffer." you say.

>"Of course not, darling, and after all, it's not me who will set fire to the pyre."

>"Wait, what ?"

This time it's him that take your hand, and he leads you further into the gardens, and stops near a fountain. You look together at the water, enjoying its sound. He then breaks the silence.

>"I have a vision of my empire, a great vision. An empire more powerful than the empire of hagëndorff, more extensive than the tharque empire. I would not hesitate to do the worst for this vision to come true, no matter the consequences. "

He turns to you and looks you straight in the eyes.

>"You can be part of it. Be faithful to me, help me to realize this dream, and you will have in your hands a power that no queens have ever possessed. What do you think ?

what do you say to all this?
>The world will bow to us.
>As your wife, I'll follow you.
>I don't do it for the power.
>I never asked for this.

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>>2802601
>As your wife, I'll follow you.
>I don't do it for the power.

>>2802601
>I never asked for this.
>If you succeed, people will be better off. A unified empire, with no wars within. Too many will suffer if we fail. Leave the politics to me.

>>2802601
>>The world will bow to us.
>>As your wife, I'll follow you.

>>2802601
>>As your wife, I'll follow you.

>>2802601
>The world will bow to us.
>>As your wife, I'll follow you.

>>2802640
>>2802771
pls fuck off you fags, you're not roleplaying right

>>2802775
What did he mean by this

>>2802775
Just to spite this anon here
>>2802601
>>The world will bow to us.
>>As your wife, I'll follow you.

I like ambitious girls. I mean we are a big girl now we have a big man with a big dreams why not join for a ride?

>>2802601
>I never asked for this.

>>2802601
>As your wife, I'll follow you.

>As your wife, I'll follow you
>The world will bow to us
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as you face him, you also look in his eyes, the sensation of suffocation come back, but you will not look away, you are resolved.

>"As your wife, I will follow you wherever you go, or wherever you are, it is my duty as a queen. If you succeed, people will be better off. A unified empire, with no wars within. Too many will suffer if we fail. You take care of crushing our enemies, leave the politics to me."

You place your arms around his neck. You try. It's difficult, he's much bigger than you, you must put yourself on tiptoe, your husband chuckles, but play along, and bows slightly.

>"The world will bow to us," you say, "Even just to ensure the safety and well-being of our subjects. All will know and fear the name of Drack."

>"So, it's a yes !" he says, "I am satisfied that you understand, it will make this marriage much more interesting for me, and you."

He takes one of your hands, brings it to his face and kisses it. You blush, up to the ear. You' re not used to receiving such gestures of affection, especially from him.
Your feelings on the wedding day, the anger, the memories of your first night together, everything come back, why was he so ......
Maybe showing him that you will not be just a trophy, that you will follow his ambitions had made him more, loving? Caring?
It doesn't matter anymore.

You spend the rest of the time together, under the trees. But soon the sun begins to descend. the dread knight notices it and says,

"The clock is ticking, I have to leave you, my dear, I still have some last things to do, I'll see you at the execution ... Prepare yourself, it'll be an unforgettable experience."

He caresses your cheek, and leaves. You remain alone in the gardens.

You have one time slot before the execution, choose.
>Go to the royal craftsmen for a special request. (Specify what you want.)
>Go to the dungeon ( to see the prisoner )
>Go to your room (Prepare for tonight)

>>2803705
>Go to the royal craftsmen for a special request. (Specify what you want.)
A pendant or a ring bearing our family sigil

>>2803730
+1

>>2803730
This. Also see if he/she can make 2-3 or these. We can give this to our retinues so when we go to drack castle they won't be touch because they are queen confidant and in extension the king.

>craftsmen
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You return to the castle, and go to the royal workshops. You come down the stairs, and the cleanliness and the light of the corridors give way to the dust of the stone halls. You continue to advance, and you soon hear the sounds of tools, and orders shouted in full voice.
The royal workshops are a place where dozens of the most talented workers and artisans in the kingdom work for the royal family, forging weapons and armors for the king and queen, filling the armory of the royal guards, and maintaining the castle's equipments.
They also make magnificent dresses, jewels and other accessories for the political and social meetings of the castle.

With a precise idea in mind, you enter the great hall, and you seek the great master. You see him pounding on a guard sword. He gives powerful blows on the blade, sparks spring up and illuminate his face hardened by years of work.

>"My Queen, I am honored by your presence among us, poor souls. What can I do for you today?"

>"Greetings, Grand Master of the Royal Workshops, I have a special request. I will need several rings, bearing the symbol of my family. I will leave soon, and it will be useful to show who I am to the people I could meet."

The Grand Master thinks a moment, then speak up

>"It would be possible, do you have a preference? what materials? gemstone, maybe?"

>"For the metal, use the most precious silver you have, and add a sapphire. these rings must represent a status, they must be a symbol of my authority as queen, for me and my retinue. I need them for tomorrow afternoon."

>"TOMORROW ? Oh oh, a challenge. We'll have to work all night to succeed, but we have some dwarves here, we can do it, it's a request from our beloved queen after all."

>"I thank you, Master, I look forward to seeing the wonders you will achieve."

>"One moment my queen, I have something for you."

He goes to the back of the studio, then comes back, holding in his hand a large cloth.

>"This is for you. it was part of the outfit planned for the day of your coronation as queen of Ordamark, but you are queen of much more now so I offer it to you now, instead of letting it rot here. Please take it."

It looks like a cloak, or something similar. Do you take this gift ?
>yes
>no

>>2803805
>yes
Very honoured

>>2803805
>yes

>>2803805
>Accept
>Can you fashion it to make it tear resistant to swords or any sharp objects? I don't want my gift from my royal Smith master be in tatters.

>>2803805
>yes

>accept
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You accept the blacksmith's gift, you take it to observe it and you are amazed. It' s a white silk cape, with gold scales worked in the fabric. The symbol of Ordamark, the white wolf of the north, is placed on the garment.

> "Beautiful, isn't it? Southern silk, very resistant to wear, thin steel mesh in the lining, for protection against the blades, covered with a thin layer of retardant resin against fire. It will not protect you against a dragon, but in a fight it can make a difference."

>I do not know how to thank you Master

>Don't thank me, she'll come back to you right. Wear it proudly, my queen.

He helps you to put on the cloak. It's light, despite the metal. truly, a masterful piece. The master announces that he will bring the rings tomorrow as soon as they are finished. You thank him again and you leave the workshops to go back to your room.

The sun begins to set, and soon, the second most difficult evening of your life will begin. You feel a knot in my stomach. Suddenly, someone knocks on the door, you answer. It's Silviana, your personal servant and best friend.

>"My queen, I have come to help you prepare for tonight's execution. I am at your service."

>"Silvie, please, I told you already, call me feya."

>"Yes, sorry. So, how do you feel ?"

>"Nervous, I don't really know what to do, I never participated directly in the death of someone, especially not by fire. It's pretty stressful."

>"I know you'll know what to do when the time comes, Brunhild may have been very hurtful in her words, but she's angry."

>"But why is she angry with me ?" you ask

>"I learned that she was orphan, she only had her big brother. They both worked hard to survive. Her brother joined the army and she worked as a maid in nobles household. She entered the palace three years ago, and she had hope. the hope of a better life.

>"I can guess where this go from there." you say.

>"Yes. When the war began, his brother was part of the group that the king sent for the alliance army. He died with the others. Since then, she's broken, she thinks that the world isn't fair, that she has lost everything because of the dark lord. And since you marries him, she must blame you too."

>"Whoa, this.... I didn't know. But it doesn't change what she said. I can't just forgive her."

>"I'm not asking you to forgive her. Just . . . Do what you think is right ?"

You hug her, and she return the gesture. After some time, she talk

>"we need to get you ready, it is a public event, all the people will be there, you must be perfect. Do you have something in mind?"

>something modest
>something bold
>something Luxurious

Your make up set :
-Lipstick :
>Red
>Pink
>Purple

-Eye shadow :
>Black
>Pink
>Purple
>Blue

-Lip balm

-Hair stuff :
>Scrunchies (Ponytail)
>Clip (Updo)
>Headband (Bands)

>>2803908
>something bold
>Red Lipstick

>>2803908
>something modest
-Lipstick :
>Purple
-Eye shadow :
>Black
-Lip balm
-Hair stuff :
>Headband (Bands)

>>2803920
This

>>2803908
>something bold
-Lipstick :
>Red
-Eye shadow :
>Black
-Lip balm
-Hair stuff :
>Clip (Updo)

>>2803908
I have no opinion on this.

>>2803908
Lipstick :
>Red
-Eye shadow :
>Black
Headband (Bands
something bold

Why the fuck something bold, we're burning this person alive. It's supposed to be sad but necessary.

>bold
>red lipstick
>black eye shadow
>lip balm
>bands
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>"Let's try something bold tonight," you say, "people will think differently about me with the execution, so I'm gonna surprise them."

>"As you wish Freya, I think you have a dress like this somewhere . . . "

Your friend helps you get dressed, she wears a crimson dress, with a corset and gloves, all made of leather. The outfit gives you a plunging neckline . As she's doing your hair, you've chosen to wear your headband, it's gold shining on your hair. After, she does your makeup, the red lipstick brings out the green of your eyes, and the black eye shadow you choose gives you a serious look.
Finally you put the cloak on one of your shoulder, the gold and the white of the wolf of your country contrasts with the dark of your outfit.

Silviana steps back and observes you from head to toe. After a few seconds, she says,

> "Well, it's different, you send a totally different presence than usual, but it's good, you'll surprise a lot."

>"That's what i'm aiming for." you reply, "thank you Silvie. Tell me, can you stay with me at the execution? I would like to have moral support during the event. "

>"I'll do it, I'll be by your sides, until the end." she answer.

You hug one last time, then, it's time.

You go down to the big hall, where your husband, your parents, and Irene are gathered to go together in the city. All are waiting for you, and when you arrive, more than one showed a surprised face. Your father frowns slightly, and your mother gives a knowing look. Irene raises her eyebrows, but eventually shrugs. Your husband smiles, he looks more than happy to see you in this outfit.
You blush slightly, your courage of a few minutes ago disappearing. If you feel embarrassed like that with them, how will you behave in front of a crowd ?

It's your father who speaks first, he clears his throat loudly, the say,
>"It seems that everyone is present, let's not waste any more time, let's get going."

all nods and soon you are on your way to the city, with the setting sun.
You are sitting in the coach with your parents sitting in front of you, and your husband at your side. He's so big that he almost touches the ceiling. Your father slightly chuckles at this situation, which makes your mother roll her eyes.
The dark lord notices him, and, with a conquering smile, put a hand on your thighs. Your father stops laughing, and squints his eye at the knight, This time, it's your mother who chuckles, and you blush. By the gods, this is so awkward.

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You arrive in the central square of the city. A huge crowd is gathered, there are so many people. When your coach passes, a clamor rises from the crowd, you can hear call of joy but also anger. Some people in the crowd are unhappy with this situation.

Your coach stops near the royal tribune, and your parents get out first. A thunderous applause come from the crowd. Then comes your husband, the dark lord, the applause is there, but seem forced. You get out last and put a hand around your husband's arm. Oddly, the crowd is silent, except for some clap, encouragement and words of pride. You feel weird, their lack of reactions, positive or negative, puts you on edge.

All four of you sit down, Irene comes next, followed by Silviana. Irene place herself in front of the platform, and Silviana by your side, slightly behind. Irene then speaks with a loud voice.

"Your attention, citizens of Ordamark, tonight, the execution of Brunhild Solmund will take place. GUARDS, bring us the prisoner."

Two guards arrive, carrying the condemned maid by the shoulder. She looks at the ground, her eyes red. Irene resumes,

>"Brunhild Solmund, you have been charged and found guilty of the crime of lèse-majesté against the Queen Freya Drack, Dark Queen, and Empress of the Drack Empire. You are sentenced to death by fire."

You can see her furtively looking at the dark lord.

>"Following the code of the ancient warriors-kings of the north, the executioner will be the accuser. The queen will set fire to the wood that will end your life."

You feel all your strength disappear, the crowd becomes restless, people murmur to each other. Your mother is pale, she bites her lips, Your father knocks his throne with his fist, and shouts,

>"BY THE GODS ! WHAT THE MEANING OF THIS ? IRENE ! EXPLAIN YOURSELF !"

>"It was me who planned this." reply your husband.

All turns to him

>"WHAT ?!?"

>"I only follow the ancestral laws of this country. My queen condemned her, it is normal that she put her to death. now, my dear, why not continue?"

Irene asks you to approach, you get up and come to her side. Before you, bound and on her knees, is Brunhild, she doesn't look at you, but she's shaking. Irene resume,

>"In accordance with the law, the queen will declare the sentence, and burn the convict. However, the accused is entitled to appeal for the Queen's pity. Brunhild, do you ask for mercy?"

Brunhild then raises her head, and looks at you straight in the eye. You can see that she cried a lot.

>"My queen, I ask for your forgiveness. I beg you. I'm really sorry for the words I said. I was angry and sad because of the death of my brother. I really regret the words I said, I'm ready to do anything to redeem myself. Please, I'm truly sorry."

Her voice trembles, you're sure she's holding back tears. Everyone is silent, and wait for your decision.

>no mercy (kill her)
>forgive her (set her free)
>change the sentence (what is the new sentence ?)
>Try to read her mind (roll 1d100)

>>2804696
>>no mercy (kill her)
I mean backing out now would be cowardly and make us look bad to everyone. Order her to be tied to the stake and prepare to light he pyre.

>>2804696
>no mercy (kill her)

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>2804696
>change the sentence (Indentured Servitude for 30 years)
>Try to read her mind (roll 1d100)

>>2804696
>no mercy (kill her)
Make it as slow as possible so everyone will learn the lesson and we won't have to do this again.

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>2804696
>>no mercy (kill her)
>>Try to read her mind (roll 1d100)

>>2804696
>no mercy (kill her)

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>2804696
>forgive her (set her free)
>Try to read her mind (roll 1d100)

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>2804696
>No mercy
>Try to read her mind
>Write-in
>Brunhild. My parents made the greatest sacrifice by doing this to avoid more bloodshed. If we still fighting right now we're are now a corpse that rots on the street. Your brother fought valiantly in service of his country. In extension you also serve your country yet you trample the very country you serve and curse the leader who made difficult decision to make us safe. Brunhild Solmund face your execution.

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>2804696
>change the sentence (what is the new sentence ?)
30 years indentured servitude, to us.
>Try to read her mind (roll 1d100)

>>2804791
Nice

>no mercy
writing

>>2805788
Do we read her mind too?

>>2805797
yes, and clearly too.

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you activate the power of your earrings, and you direct your will on the spirit of brunhild.

a flood of memories and emotion overwhelms you, you are taken by surprise. But you keep a will of iron, and you channel this tide, to concentrate on the girl in front of you.

The voice of brunhild speaks in your mind, a voice full of sorrow and despair.

"I'm sorry brother, I could not keep the promises I made, I'm not safe, I'm going to die tonight. My queen, if only you knew how sorry I am. "

Her mind doesn't lie, she really regrets her actions. But you already made your decision. You say,

>"Brunhild. My parents made the greatest sacrifice by doing this to avoid more bloodshed. If we were still fighting right now, we would be corpses that rot on the street. Your brother fought valiantly in the service of his country. In extension you also served your country, yet you trample the very country you've sworn to serve and curse the leader who made difficult decision to make all of us safe. Brunhild Solmund, face your execution."

The maid begins to cry. The crowd reacts, exclamations are heard. The beloved Princess Freya, the jewel of Ordamark, shows no mercy to the tears of a young girl.

Irene nod, her and the guards take brunhild to the stake, you follow them. they tie up the girl, and coat the wood with oil. all along, Brunhild weep. When everything is in place, a guard passes a torch to Irene, and she hands it to you.

>"My queen, the convict is ready, please apply the sentence."

You take the torch and you approach, you look at the girl and you tell her.

>"May the gods have mercy on you."

You set fire to the wood. Flames rise quickly, and soon the whole pyre is burning. Brunhild begins to scream, the fear visible on her face, the flames getting closer to her.

>roll me 1d100 to see if she dies quickly, or slowly and suffering, higher = less suffering

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>2805827
I want it slow.

Just 1 roll? I'm fine with the outcome.

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>2805827

Rolled 86 (1d100)

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>2805827
Let the suffering begin

>>2805880
Well I guess she didn't suffer that much.

Rolled 21 (1d100)

Screaming is encouraged

>>2805894
Depends on which dice is used

>>2805880
a shame, really

>>2805903
>no suffering
writing

>>2805905
Can we make best of 1? For this one Seems unfair imho

>>2805903
Then we can safely say it's an excuse to kill herself or gave her an excuse to kill her just to be with his beloved brother. We only made it faster.

>>2805903
Take the first dice. I don't understand why it needs to be best of 3 for this situation?

Alright, for the sake of storytelling, first come, first served.

>>2805842
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>>2805919
Thanks baguette qm

>>2805919
Based Francais QM waiting warmly.

I wonder if our queen now eats despair for breakfast.

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Normally, during a fire, people die of suffocation first, the smoke makes them unconscious, and the lack of oxygen ends up killing them before the flames do. Brunhild isn't so lucky.

The wind blows tonight, not enough to extinguish the fire, but enough to clear the smoke. Leaving the maid at the mercy of the flames that slowly begins to devour her.
She screams as her clothes start to burn, a terrible smell begins to rise. Her skin starts turning red, after a few seconds, her hair start burning as well. Then her skin swells, horrible blisters appear on her body, her legs become blackened by the remains of her dress.

Her entire existence become nothing but a fiery, excruciatingly painful agony. But she doesn't die, she keeps screaming. The guards look between them. Irene looks nervous, but does not move. Brunhild's skin begins to melt from her face, replaced by black burn, her clothes merged with her body, burning her muscles and flesh.

It lasts several minutes, and you look, despite the horrible sensation in your chest, despite the screams of agony that resound in your ears, despite the smell of burnt flesh, you force yourself to look. It's your decision, it's your responsibility. You will look to the end.

Finally, it's over. Before you, the smoking remains of the pyre, attached to the calcined pole, a burnt corpse, the skin reduced to ashes, the flesh turned into charcoal. And a destroyed face, frozen forever in pain.

Only the sound of the wind is heard, the crowd is silent, your parents and your husband too. Irene is the first to speak.

>"It's over. Justice was served. Citizens of Ordamark, I invite you to return home, in peace. Long live the queen, long live Ordamark"

With that, the guards scatter the crowd, and you go back to your family. Your mother kiss your forehead, your father puts a hand on your shoulder, Silviana embraces you. The dark lord advances and gives you a delighted smile.

>"A real display of authority and power. I'm proud of you. You have everything you need to be a dark queen worthy of me."

The return to the castle is silent, nobody says anything. When you arrive at your destination, your parents leave first, Silviana takes you and your husband to your room, excuses herself, and leaves you two alone.

You start to undress, none of you say a word. You lie down in bed and your husband joins you. Strangely, he does nothing, he just embraces you and puts you against his chest. But you don't complain, a night without hard sex is relaxing. You try to make yourself comfortable against his hard body and doze off to sleep.

>Reputation -2 : 98 (Admired Queen)
>Corruption +2 : 2 (Pure)

>>2805968
Achievement get : The Dark Queen

>>2805968
Can't wait for 100% corruption

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You wake up the next day, you slowly open your eyes, the room is cold, you look at the window, the sun is just starting to rise. Still entwined with you, the dark lord is still sleeping. His breathing calm, the warmth of his body on your back. it's rather pleasant.

It's a special day, you leave this afternoon for your husband's fortress, you have to prepare yourself. But it's so nice to stay there, the warmth and comfort of your bed. Just five more minutes. You turn and snuggle against your husband's muscular body and close your eyes.
After a while you are awakened by a noise in the room, you wake up again. It's your husband, he's up and left the bed to get dressed. you get up and greet him.

>"Good morning, my husband, I hope you slept well ?"

The dread knight turn around, and smiles seeing you with only the sheets as clothes.

>"Good morning, my queen. You were like a kitten, snuggled against me, I did not want to wake you up, but it's time to get up. We both have a lot to do today."

He gets closer and kisses you, putting a hand on your butt.

>"Prepare everything you need, I'll send some people to take your stuff before noon. I'll see you at lunch."

At these words he leaves the room. You take advantage of this time to wash yourself. Silviana arrives, always punctual, she knocks on the door, and you tell her to come in. But this time she enters quietly, eyes closed, and slowly she opens them. She lets out a sigh of relief, seeing that you and the room are intact.

>"Finally, a normal sight for a morning !"

>"Don't take your ease," you chuckle, "I think this is an exception."

>"Yeah, you're right. But a girl can dream right ?"

You both laugh as she help you get dressed. You feel good, as if the events of yesterday were already a long time ago. Finally dressed and styled, you go down to have breakfast. In the dining room, you discuss with your mother and your father, but you feel that your father is enclosed on himself, but your mother is still herself.

You have two time slot before lunch, choose.
>Read your books.
>Train with your rapier.
>Talk to someone (who ?)
>Prepare your stuff.

>>2806032
>Prepare your stuff.
>Talk to someone (Father and Mother)

>>2806032
>>Read your books.
TIME FOR MAGIC
>>Prepare your stuff.

>>2806034
>>2806032
We can do that on the way. I think it's better to settle things with our parents.

>>2806032
>Talk to father
Say that you are afraid of what will you become be once you go to drack fortress.

>>2806032
>Read your books.
>Train with your rapier.

>>2806033
Support

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>prepare your stuff
>talk to mother and father
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>"Father you seem . . . distant this morning. Is there a problem ?"

>"What ? No ! Of course not ! Everything is fine."

>"Good, because I need to ask something. I'm afraid. I'm afraid of what will you become be once you go to drack fortress. Just yesterday, I killed someone, I'm directly responsible for the death of someone. I don't know what I'll have to do."

>"My daughter, what you did yesterday is your duty. I admit that I am somewhat surprised and disappointed by your choices. But you did what you thought was right. I don't know what's waiting for you in the dark lord's castle, but I'm sure that as long as you do what you think is the best , you'll stay yourself. "

You finish eating in silence, and you reflect on your father's words. As you leave, your mother catches up with you.

>"Freya, wait, listen, I know you hold your father in great esteem, me too. But he's a very. . . honorable man, he's a great king, but he'll never be dark lord. You must first think about your safety, and that of your loved ones. You will have to make painful choices, choose who will live or die. Don't forget one thing, you have to protect yourself, because if you're not there, no one will protect them."

>"I understand, thank you mother." you reply.

She hug you.

>"Don't forget, I'm proud of you, whatever you do."

After this talk with your parents you go back to your room, to inventory your possessions, and prepare them for the trip.
In front of your room, Silvie and several other servants are waiting with big chests. You go in together and you start taking your personal belongings.
Your dresses, your rapier and your armor, the books, all are carefully stored in the chests. However you personally take care of the lingerie offered by your husband, and you put it well in the bottom, under a ton of dresses.

It took you all three quarters of an hour, but finally, your room is emptied. You look at it one last time, and a feeling of nostalgia and sadness overwhelms you. You have spent all your nights since you were born in this bedroom, it's full of memories, and you'll never come back.
Determined, you close the door behind you.

So when are we going to kill our parents?

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Time passes, and soon, lunch time arrives. You join your family. you sit next to your husband, and the meal is served. Pork and goat with carrots and onions, lobster and butter sauce, traditional cheeses and white bread.

For once your father manages to maintain a courteous conversation with the dark lord.

"Tell me my lord, you go with your wife, my daughter, this afternoon, how long will your trip last?"

>"A full month, about 1500 kilometers to reach my fortress, We will pass by the neighboring kingdom of Thoreric and Asoevia."

>"I'm sure my dear daughter will appreciate the sight of kingdoms destroyed by your majesty."

Well, it was good while it lasted.

>"HARALD !!!" shout your mother

>"What ?!? I'm just stating the truth." he reply

>"Let it go, mother-in-law, I can understand, the king is a man full of energy and convictions, It is normal that he is envious of my power." your husband smirk.

You can see lightning shot out of the two men's eyes. Your mother and you sigh at the same time, which makes you look at each other and laugh.

>"You know my dear husband, I believe that our daughter will be able to fulfill her role of wife without any problems."

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Later, you find yourself in the courtyard of the castle, the carriage is ready, the luggages are stored.

Your husband is on a frightening mount, the eyes of the beast burning, similar to those of the dark lord, flames spring from his hooves. It is immense and exults a feeling of anger and destruction. you are sure that it would take a dozen soldiers to bring down this behemoth. The horses are nervous in the presence of the beast, the driver spends his time trying to calm them down.
It's time to say goodbye. Your father advances, and embraces you.

> "I'm going to miss you, my daughter, be careful, and do not let your guard down, some people out there will want to hurt you."

> "I know, I love you, dad."

He turns to Silviana and Irene

>"I entrust to you the life of my daughter, protected her at all cost."

>" YES, MY KING." reply Irene

>"I . . I, too, will protect the queen with my life." say Silviana.

The king nod, and gives way to your mother.

>"Be strong my daughter, do not forget what I told you. Seek the best way to put you and yours safe."

>"Of course, I'll do it, I love you mom."

She kisses you on the cheek, and tears flow on her.

A soldier in black armor come up to you and talk.

>"My lady, your escort is ready, and the dark lord Lazarus Drack is waiting for you, it is tome to go."

>Do you wish to say somthing before you go ? (write in).

>>2806269
>"I'll write!"

>>2806269
Try having another child !

>>2806269
I'll try to visit sometimes!

>>2806364
Supporting

>>2806272
>>2806285
>>2806364
>>2806452
writing

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>"Don't worry father, mother. as soon as I have an opportunity, I will come back to this country, and I will visit you. And then I will write regularly, you will always hear from me."

You take them both in your arms, one last family hug. Then you withdraw from the parental embrace and you get in the coach, Irene and Silviana go in with you. The soldier in black armor nod, make a sign to the coachman to start, and finally you leave the castle of your family. A malicious thought crosses your mind, you lean outward, and you shout to your parents,

>"Mom! Dad! why not try giving me a little brother or a little sister. I'm sure you won't feel lonely anymore."

Your mother give a coyly smile, your father yells "FREYAAAAA !!!". You can hear the soldier of the dark lord laugh, inside the coach Silviana is stunned and has her mouth opened wide, Irene make her face met her armored palm. You feel proud of yourself, a smug smile on your face.

>"Princess, was that really necessary ?" ask Irene.

>"Not at all !" you reply, laughing.

You leave the limit of the castle, and you enter the city. The peoples make way and observe the procession with astonished and fearful face. At the head, the Dark Lord on his burning mount, followed by a dozen of soldiers in black armor adorned with skull, then the royal coach, followed by six knights in raven black armor with spikes.

Without problem, you arrive at the gates of the city, you get out and you go to meet the army of the dread knight. All the soldiers of his immense army are in rank, and in front of you, the generals are waiting for their master. He goes to meet them and declares.

>"I'll go ahead, the army will follow in a forced march. I will wait for you at the fortress, all returned to your command."

All bow to their lord and go off to fulfill their missions. He gives the signal and soon, you go east towards the castle of your husband, The dread knight Lazarus Drack.

>End of session tonight. I'll start again tomorrow, 10h best, 14h worst.
Good night everyone

>>2806611
Excellent session today, thanks for running.

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It's been 2 days since you left the capital, and you're traveling to Drack's Keep, the fortress of your husband, the dark lord Lazarus Drack. You have advanced at a fast pace. Letting the army follow you.
When night falls, you stop and set up camp. Of course, you sleep with your husband, and your nights are restless.
It's not as bad as your night together, he doesn't take you all night, and you can enjoy a long sleep, even if waking up at sunrise.

You have passed forests, fields in full harvest, and villagers busy filling their granaries for the winter. The mornings are cool, the mist welcomes you when you wake up, but the days are warm and pleasant.
The ride is calm, nothing seems to hinder your progress.

Irene looks out the window of the carriage, as if she admires the landscape, but you know better, and you're sure she's on the lookout for anything unusual.
Silviana reads a book, you look at the cover, It's a love story, a knight fights a dragon to save the princess. Your friend seems captivated by the novel. You've already read this book, and you refrain from telling her that at the end, the knight marries the dragon, who is a female.

After a few hours, the cortege stops, a soldier opens the door and invites you out. All three of you go down, and your husband stands before you, on his frightful mount, he looks at all three of you, and says,

> "We are going to take a break, I have received a message from the army, there has been an incident with a group of pilgrims on the road, one of my generals will join us, during this time you can stretch your legs a bit, but don't go too far, we are still in Ordamark but the roads hide many dangers. Four of my men will escort you."

He turns to the soldiers, and orders with his otherworldly voice.

>"Don't lose sight of them, if anything happens to them, I'll tear off your skin with a rusty knife."

>"YES MY LORD !" answer the soldiers.

The dread knight walks away and leaves you alone with your group to decide.

>You saw a pond on the side, it would be nice to pass time.
>Walk along the cortege, you may be able to discuss with one of the soldiers.
>Stay inside the coach, you don't really want to walk.
>There is a small grove further, a walk into the wood will relax you.

>>2808056
>You saw a pond on the side, it would be nice to pass time.

>>2808056
>You saw a pond on the side, it would be nice to pass time

>>2808056
>>Walk along the cortege, you may be able to discuss with one of the soldiers.

>>2808056
>You saw a pond on the side, it would be nice to pass time.

>>2808056
>You saw a pond on the side, it would be nice to pass time

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You head with your friends and your escort to the little pond.
It's a beautiful place, birds sing, frogs are heard.
You go, close to the edge, with Silviana, and you watch together many small fish swim between the reeds. Above you, a flight of wild geese passes, heading south.
It is very relaxing, the nature around you calms you and relieves you after so much time on the roads.

Suddenly, a noise comes from the bushes on the other side of the pond, Silviana and you raise your head, Irene and the soldiers turn around quickly, and all look at the other side.
Slowly, a beautiful stag comes out of the grass and moves towards the water, nobody moves. he is majestic, his horns imposing. He goes ahead and looks at you.
He does not seem to think you are dangerous, because he is still moving forward, his four legs now in the water.
Behind him, a doe and a fawn join him, you understand now, it is a family who comes to drink.
The female stays with the little one on the edge, the male stays in the water and continues to watch you.
It's really a pretty sight.

>roll me 1d100

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>2808395

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>2808395

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>2808395

>>2808458
writing

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You remain motionless, you don't make a noise, your friend stays by your side, and does as you do.

Slowly, the deer get closer to you. Every moment that passes, it advances a little more towards you. Time seems to slow down as you stay focused on the animal in front of you. After a few moments, he is right in front of you, and looks at you, his head up.

You have an idea. Gently, slowly, you lift your arm. Silviana holds her breath.

The deer does not react, you raise your arm higher. Suddenly, he lowers his head just as slowly, and brings his forehead close to your hand. And finally, you make contact with his soft fur. But as soon as you touch him, he stands up, and leaves quickly to his family, the three of them leave where they come from.

You stay there silently, Silviana looks at you, stars in her eyes.

>"FREYA ! IT WAS . . . you touched it ! I never saw someone do this before. It was incredible. It looked like you two shared something."

>"I'm not sure about that, he fled as soon as I touched him." you reply.

>"BUT YOU TOUCHED HIS HEAD ! " She answer, she's really excited.

>"Girl, calm down, you'll make the queen nervous, It's just a deer."

You both turn. It's Irene who's talking.

>"I admit that it was a magical moment," she say, "very impressive your highness. Now, one of the soldiers told me the general has just arrived, we'll soon be back on the road, we better get back to the coach."

You agree, and together you leave the pond to leave. One last time, you look back, in the distance, in the trees, you see the silhouette of the deer, they return to the forest. You could swear the stag is looking at you, but ithat's impossible after all.

Back at the coach, you meet your husband in great conversation with the general, whom you recognize. It's the dark elf, with her white hair, dark skin, and half-burned face. The talk ends, she bows before the dread knight, and goes back on her horse. You see her getting closer to you. She speaks to you directly.

>"My respects my queen, we will travel together, for part of the journey, I must continue to discuss with our king."

With that, she gets on the side of the coach. Irene and Silviana look at you, you shrug, and get back in the coach. Soon the trip resumes.

Time passes, and you start to get bored. What do you do ?
>Read a book (economics, magic basic, light magic)
>Give Irene & Silviana royal sigil rings
>Make small talk with the general.
>Just admire the landscape
>Other (write in)

>>2808538
>Give Irene & Silviana royal sigil rings
>Just admire the landscape

>>2808538
>Give Irene & Silviana royal sigil rings
>Read a book (magic basic)

>>2808538
>Give Irene & Silviana royal sigil rings
>Read a book (magic basic)

>>2808538
>Give Irene & Silviana royal sigil rings
>Read a book (economics)

>>2808538
>Give Irene & Silviana royal sigil rings
>Make small talk with the general.

>>2808538
>Read a book (Basic magic)

>Ring+magic basic
writing

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You decide to give the rings to your companions.

>"Silvie, Irene, listen, I have something important to give you both."

> "Hum, yes ?" say Irene.

>"What is it, Freya ?" ask Silviana.

>"You'll see." you reply.

You take a little chest in a compartment of the carriage, and you present it to your friends. They look with curiosity. In truth, you are curious too, you did not see the rings, the great master of the workshops has given the box to a servant, who brought it just before you leave. You open it, and all three of you release an ooooh of admiration.

It's a silver ring, just like you wanted, representing the head of a wolf, the symbol of ordamark, sapphires are encrusted in the eyes, making the ring shine, and gives the wolf an almost alive feeling.

>"My queen, those are very precious objects," say Irene " I don't know if . . . . "

>"I want to give them to you, I have to give them to you. They will be useful to you. They will serve to show that you are at my service, that you are an extension of my will, an extension of the dark lord will. I will ask him to use his influence to make these rings very powerful. No one will dare to hurt you if they see you are part of my retinue."

>"Except someone very powerful, or completely crazy." reply Irene.

>"Or both ! It wouldn't surprise me, seeing where we are going." declare Silviana.

All three of you laugh, and put on the rings.

You decide that for the rest of the day, you will study the book on the basics of magic. For hours, you flip through the pages of the book, trying to understand the mechanisms of magic.

You learned that there are three ways to generate magic,
1. Using a magically charged object, which is what most normal people and amateur magicians do.
2. By channeling the inner vital power, dangerous without preparation, can cause damage to the caster body. Only apprentices under supervision, or seasoned magicians can do it.
3. By sensing the magic energy of the world. as if magic was the air we breathe, it flows through you, and the magi use this energy to cast powerful spell. It is extremely rare for people without a magical affinity to feel this strength, and even the most talented magicians take decades to master that power.

Apprentices with enough experience can channel and store this power, in smaller quantities, in objects. Or can make a pact with a spirit, to get a fraction of the power of the world. The magicians then gets a familiar, which serves as a magic tap.

This book is very interesting and you think you now understand the basics magic, even if you still don't know how to cast a spell.

>Unlocked skill : Magic = 0

The sun is setting, choose one before nightfall.

>Make small talk with the general.
>Just admire the landscape
>Other (write in)

>>2808661
>Make small talk with the general.
inb4 general has had sex with Lazarus or is in love with him and we become eternal rivals

>>2808661
>Make small talk with the general

>small talk
writing

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You decide to speak to the general, the dark elf who accompanies you. She is on a horse next to the coach. you call her,

>"General ! General ! Can I have a word with you?

She gets closer to the carriage and looks at you.

>"Yes my queen, what can I do for you ?"

>"I would like to discuss, the road is long and talking will make time pass faster."

>"Can't you talk twith your companions ?"

>"I'm curious about you, and I have to thank you."

>"Thank me ? Why ?"

>"During the meeting at the palace, you tried to convince the other generals not to plunder and destroy ordamark."

>"I have only established the facts, a destroyed country doesn't bring anything back in the long run, I didn't do it out of pity."

>"Even so, thank you."

>"If you insist my queen."

>"I didn't catch your name."

>"Because I never told you, I'm Ruriska Melraes, Third daughter of the house of Osiaseth, or whatever's left of it."

>"What do you mean ? What happened ? Is that how you meet my husband ?"

>"It's a long story . . . ."

>"We have a lot of time."

The dark elf sigh,

>"Alright your highness, buckle up, It'll be a bumpy story. It started decades ago, I was one of Osiaseth's daughters, a relatively powerful family in the community. Life was great, I was never in need. One day I wandered in the forest, and bandit attacked me. I knew how to fight, but I was young and they were many. They kidnapped me and brought me to their base."

She stop.

>"They raped me, for weeks, every day, dozens of men abused me. Their leader, especially, appreciated my young body. After a while I managed to gain his trust, and one night in his room I tried to kill him. I failed, he got angry and burned my face. As a punishment, they sold me to a caravan. I was raped for two more week before we reached a city."

>"By the gods" say Silviana.

>"The gods did not hear my prayers, when I was sold in a bar, where I had to SERVE customers. For years I did the only thing I knew, but one night, a client got too rough, I resisted, he got angry, and I killed him with his sword. So I ran away, I was a fugitive. I sold my services as a mercenaries, and one day I heard that an army was assembled. I joined them, and thank to my skill and mind, and my charm, I raised above all, and became general."

You are all silent, Irene has a dark face, Silviana is shocked.

>"I'm joking."

>>2808865
Ok I liked this girl haha

>If so then I was the most powerful witch who traded all my magical powers to become the most fairest lady of them all (citing an old story book)

>>2808865
This is the how it realy happened but she tells it as a joke so we wouldnt know
Now here comes thr lie

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All three of you look at the dark elf, her face show no emotions.

>". . . . What ?" you say.

Suddenly, she burst out laughing.

>"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ! ! ! !"

>"what the hell ?" ask Irene, "What do you mean, a joke ?"

>"I lied !" she laugh, "All I said about my capture and my life is a lie ! Ah ah, if only you could see your face right now ! Priceless ! Wew."

>"You lied ?But then . . . How . . . ?" say Silviana.

>"I was never kidnapped, I was never raped, I have no tragic backstory that's made me fall to the darkness."

>"Then WHY ?" Irene question the dark elf.

>"I was bored, my family spent their time partying and bathing themselves in the false compliments of others. I got tired of it, I told them to go get fucked, I took my things and became an adventurer. I escorted wizards, I killed bandits and monsters, I protected convoys. Glorified mercenary work, really. And then I met the dark lord's army two years ago. I wanted a high rank, I killed the old general, a demon, who made fun of me. I put his head on a pike in front of our Lord Lazarus Drack, He was impressed and gave me the rank of general. And that the truth."

>"Wow," say Irene, "that's Impressive."

>"And your face ?" ask Silviana

>"No sense of tact, hey girly ? One of my conquest in a tavern. We got frisky, but after busting his nut, he tried to kill me by pouring acid on my face. Too bad for him, I survived, I cut his ball and shoved the rest of the acid up his ass."

Irene and you wince, Silviana become white as a sheet.

>"You want an advice, my girl ? Never trust a drunk one night stand, usually, they're a bunch of asshole."

She laugh again. You regret having started the discussion with this woman, she is completely nuts. But then, a question crosses your mind.

>"About this particular topic, and the dark lord." you ask " What your relationsh . . .I mean, have you ever ?"

>"You want to know if we fucked ? By the gods no ! I admit that his member is most impressive, and that he knows how to use it, but he never fucked an officer, or soldiers. He knows that it can be a weakness, which can be exploited. And he expects only one thing from us, follow orders and win, nothing more, nothing less. "

You think about herwords. so he has limits on who share his bed. You feel . . . Happy ? Relieved ? No, stop, He must have a harem, full of other beautiful girls, trophy and memories of his conquest.

Night is falling. Soon you stop, and the soldiers set up the camp.
After a few minutes, your tent is up, and you enter. A small fire in a brazier warm the place, a bed covered with animal skin is in the middle of the room. After some time, your Husband is still not here. He must be talking to Ruriska.

What do you do ?
>Walk around the camp
>Stay here
>other (write in)

>>2808975
>Walk around the camp

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>>2808975
>Walk around the camp
Find out the general type of person Lazarus employs. Acquire insight into Lazarus' army.

>>2808975
>>2808975
Find the most timid female human person who is usually alone. (Usually this type of person is a fucking beast in the battlefield with all levels of crazy filled up to the brim)

>>2808975
Walk around the camp

>>2808975
>Walk around the camp

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You will walk around the camp, you have time, and you may get an idea about the type of men the dark lord commands.

You walk among the tents and the campfires. The soldiers you meet salute you, some bow, others just nod their head. They seem to respect you a minimum.

You see several different races: The majority are men, there are also trolls, ogres and giants. You also see groups of gnolls, ratmen, and undead. Of course, there is an incredible number of demons, the majority are red or brown. all wear black armor, more or less maintained for some., except the demons, who just wears leather loincloths.

You continue to walk peacefully, the freshness of the night pleasant on your face. You are getting closer to a fire, when you catch the men talking to each other. You overhear their conversation,

>"Shit, it's cold, and our watch is about to start." a ratmen say.

>"Shut it man, we will warm up while walking. Just do your job." another reply.

>"I would prefer to warm myself as our lord does. Have you see the queen ? He's really lucky." a man say

>"Be careful what you say. if someone hears you . . ." an undead warn.

>"I'm just saying what everyone thinks. But I'm not crazy. Maybe I'm going to seduce the maid. She has meat where it is needed. She would undoubtedly appreciate the attentions of a real man." he reply

>"It would surprise me a lot, did you see your face? Try with a troll, you'll have more luck."

All the men laugh at the soldier. A demon speak up

>"You all are a bunch of sissies, the knight is a better choice. She is muscular, and enduring, a much better lay."

>"Are you nuts ? She gonna kill us if we try to ask for a go with her."

>"Who said anything about asking ?"

They all laugh again.

>"But seriously," say a gnoll, "Don't do it, our lord will kill all of us if we try something this stupid."

>"Maybe you, but I'm confident I can make these girls keep their mouth shut. But hey, i'm just rambling"

With that the demon get up and go to another group. One of the men say,

>"Fucking demon, man."

What do you do ?
>Keep walking.
>Go talk with those men.
>Go back to your tent.
>Other (write in).

>>2809784
>Keep walking

>>2809784
>Keep walking
No demons

>>2809784
>Keep walking

>>2809784
>Keep walking.

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You continue, you do not want to stay here with these men. You keep walking and you are careful not to cross the path of a demon.

Time passes and you end up tired of walking. You go back to your quarters, but you notice a tent with guard in front of it. Discreetly, you approach and you try not to be noticed by the guards. And you listen. You can hear your husband's voice.

>". . . And we will complete the ritual of return after passing the realm of Thoreric.The demons start to become annoying, the lack of fighting and blood makes them sneaky, They try to get around the orders to have fun. I order you to keep them on a leash for now. If they try anything that's too much, kill them."

>"It shall be done, my lord." it's the voice of Ruriska.

>"One last thing, general. About your little side mission ?" the dark lord ask.

>"Yes. The queen talked to me, she wanted to know more about me. I told her my litttle story." she reply

>"The one full of rape and despair ? You really need to stop telling everyone this lie."

>"But it's so funny, seeing their faces as they try to picture what happened, and their faces when I told them the truth . . . "

>"Melraes ! Back on topic."

>"I apologize my lord. So, after that, queen asked me a question about you. She wanted to know if we two had already slept together. I answered no, and she looked relieved. I think she a little jealous."

>"OH ? My wife ? Jealous ? I should give her my full attention in the next few days."

>"As you say, my lord."

>"Keep an eye on her. I trust her not to be stupid, but she could get into trouble, trying to understand how thing work with us. She's earger to prove herself, but she young and naïve."

>"Your will is my life, dark lord."

You hear your husband get up, he will probably soon go to your tent. What do you do ?
>Stay hidden.
>Go back to the tent.
>Show yourself.
>Other (write in)

>>2809932
>Other (write in)
Continue walking around for a little more before going back to the tent. Maybe go to some sort of gathering point or large tent or something

>>2809932
>Stay hidden.

>>2809969
This will probably get us seen by the general, desu.

>>2809938
>Go back to the tent
Yeah this

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You prefer to go back to your tent, it is not a good idea to stay here.

When you leave, you look around, there are fewer and fewer soldiers outside. They must all go to sleep. The ones you meet are on patrol. However, there are still groups around campfires. You notice one, further, one of the soldiers plays a zither. A Minotaur is among them.

On the side, a big tent stays lit, a lot of noise comes out. There must be a lot of men inside. Two soldiers come out, carrying eachothers by the shoulder, they look completely drunk. You conclude that this tent is where meals and drinks are served.

You see a soldier go by, He is very tall, and wears a long red cape, many pikes cover his black armor and imposing. You can hear the sound of chains when he walks. You could not see his face, but you doubt he's human.

But after all, your husband could come back at any time, he won't say anything if you explain to him that you walked around the camp, but if you are too long, he could start asking you questions.

Choose one.
>Go to the campfire.
>Go to the meal tent.
>Follow the strange soldier.
>Go back to your tent.

>>2810048
>Go to the campfire.
Don't wanna get raped by drunks or demons lol, or have to kill off his soldiers(or do we????)

>>2810048
>Go back to your tent

>>2809932
Go back to the tent

>>2810085
>>2810061
>horny anons want sex instead of ebin politicking to learn how to manipulate army and ingratiate self with military

>>2810048
>Go back to your tent
Not even wanting sexy times just its getting late time for sleep.

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>Go back to the tent

You go right back to your tent, you don't want to waste time. After a few minutes, you're back, and your husband is still not there. No point in wasting time, you undress and go to a basin full of water. You wash your body and your face, you take the time to dry your hair carefully. Then you go to the chest that contains your clothes. You decide to wear a white silk nightie. You're not sleepy, you take a book and go to the bed.

Several minutes pass. Finally, the dark lord enters the tent, looking satisfied. He see you.

>"Hello my dear, I hope you had a pleasant evening ?"

>"Yes my dear husband, the tent is comfortable and the soldiers are very helpful."

>"They better be, it's their duty to be at the service of the empress."

>"Quite. and the general, Ruriska, she was good compagny, even if a little odd."

>"It is who she is," he reply as he start undressing, "she is very competent, her men fear and respect her. She has everything to be a leader in my army. If she likes to joke and lie, I'm not going to stop her."

He is completely naked now. You look at his body over your book. No matter how many times you see it, it still impresses you. He walks towards the bed, and you see him giving you a mocking smile.

>"But she told me something during her report today. Apparently, you asked her if she and I had ever slept together. My dear Queen are you perhaps, Jealous ?" he ask

>"What ? Me ? jealous ? No, of course not . I'm not jealous." you blush.

>"So that's how it is."

He is now in front of the bed. Slowly he climbs on it and place himself in front of you. You hide your face with the book, shit, he's playing with you.

>"I can understand how you feel, she is a very beautiful woman. But . . ."

He takes your book from your hands, throws it and looks you straight in the eye.

>" . . . Now, the most beautiful woman in the world is in front of me, no need to force myself on her, I have you."

You become red, he's so big, but you resist, and you face his fiery gaze.

>"Indeed, you have me, dear husband. So ? What are you going to do now that i'm here with you ?"

Suddenly he lies on his back, his arms behind his head.

>"Me ? Nothing. you certainly need attention, so here I am, you have my full attention. So the question is, what are you going to do, my dear wife ?"

Damn, it looks like he wants you to show your confidence, if you can act on your word.

How do you react to this situation?
>write in

>>2810471
Strip and do a teasing dance?

>>2810525
>>2810471
this

>>2810558
>>2810525
>>2810471
wait this probably won't work cuz we're only wearing like two things

>>2810471
Blow him the fuck out and just start talking about what we saw in the camp and our opinion and stuff.

>>2810471
Start talking about how we are going to rebuild everything

>>2810970
>>2810656
this

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If he wants you to show your sensual side, you'll give him what he asks. You start by getting out of bed, and you go in front, so that the dark lord can see you fully.

You start a slow, sexy dance, wiggling your hips for him. you move trying to be as sensual as possible. Bit by bit, you expose your body and remove your clothing, You start by slowly pulling off your nightie. When you are topless, you gently take off your panties, and leave them on the side. All this while moving your body in a slow and, you hope, seductive fashion. You're now completely naked, nothing to prevent your husband from devouring your body with his eyes. With his arms behind his head, you can see the full size of his excitement.

You decide to continue with the rest of your plan, you slowly climb on the bed and wiggle down so your face and hands are level with his groin.

>https://pastebin.com/JBssJHur

You don't know if you should be flattered or angry, but you drop this subject. You join your husband, and you embrace him, your body on his, your head resting on his chest. You can hear a beating heart, but its rhythm is very strange. After a few minutes, you decide to talk to him.

>"I wandered for a while through the camp, to stretch my legs, and watch the soldiers of your army."

>"Hmm? And so ? What do you think ?"

>"Just as rude and vulgar as any other soldier, they commented on my maid and my bodyguard, their ASSETS in particular."

>"But they will not do anything. They are afraid of what I would do to them if they tried something."

>"Except the demons, one of them said he's not afraid, if you don't know anything, you can't do anything."

>"The demons are useful, very powerful", sighs your husband, "but without a fight, they look for another way to cause suffering. I will banish most of them when we cross the next kingdom. Until then, make sure none of you approach them, they will not do anything to you directly, but they can try to make you suffer psychologically."

You swallow, you don't even want to imagine what they could do, if they had the opportunity. To quickly change the subject, you ask him a question.

>"My lord, we should have thought of how to rebuild the kingdoms of the north, the war ravaged many territories."

>"I know, it's me who is ordered their destruction, do not worry about rebuilding, you'll play a role in it, when we get to the castle, and you've got your full power as an empress. For the moment, enjoy the calm, soon, you will not have much time to relax."

>"What do you mean ?"

>"You'll see."

Either he's telling the truth, or he know something you don't. The question is, do you trust him ?

>Try to find out more.
>Drops it, and trust him.

>>2812148
>Drops it, and trust him.
We’re in the good books, let’s not push it

>>2812148
I don't trust him, but I know better than to ask

>>2812148
>>Drops it, and trust him.

>>2812148
>Drops it, and trust him.

>>2812148
>Drops it, and trust him.

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>Drops it, and trust him.

You drop the subject, it's not that you do not trust him, but there is something else. Better not to talk about it.
you close your eyes and after a while you fall asleep.

You are a wolf, a great white wolf, you run through the snowy forest, it is night, a black moon is at its peak in the sky, the cries of the wind carries you the smells of your prey. You are hungry, you hunt, yes, you hunt for something to eat.

Suddenly, you stop. Before you, a great crimson eagle is on the ground, you see him fighting with a black metal dog. The dog gives a bite and cuts the eagle in half. the pieces of the eagle break like crystals.

The metal dog walks towards you, he is much bigger than you. Around you darkness invades the forest, like a wave of black ink.
You and the dog are devoured by darkness, until only the void and the black moon remain.

You wake up suddenly, you're covered with sweat. You look around you, you're in a tent, you feel someone. . . . It's your husband, he's still sleeping. You remember now.
A dream, it was just a dream. Or rather a nightmare, you don't understand. You try to calm yourself down, and, after a long time, you close your eyes.
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The next day you wake up, still tired. You do not remember all the details, but you know you made a weird dream tonight. Whenever you try to remember, the images disappear.

You and your husband are awake, Silviana arrived ten minutes later with other servants, she helps you get ready, while the others take care of the dark lord. You are then given a hearty meal, because today there will be no stop before dark. The dark lord wants to cover as much distance as possible. And soon, you leave ahead of the army again. Soon you will leave Ordamark, and enter the kingdom of Thoreric.

It was a rich kingdom, with the largest army of the north and trading partner with Ordamark. It's capital, with it's white stone palace, in the tharque architectural style, was a place of exchange and culture. Silviana said she had never visited the kingdom, and hoped to see the white palace when you pass the capital.

It is midday, and the journey continues. Roll me 1d100, best of three.

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>2812435

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>2812435

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>2812435
rolling again cuz we'll be here all day

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>>2812469
>>2812435
What did Dice mean by this?

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The trip goes smoothly. For three days you advance. You quit Ordamark, you are now entering the realm of Thoreric. A vast plain extends before you.

The trip goes smoothly. For three days you advance. You quit Ordamark, you are now entering the realm of Thoreric. Vast plains and forest extends before you. You're traveling in front of the army, and time seems long, Irene is the first to break the silence.

>"By the gods, i'm so bored, I'll give anything for something interesting to happen."

>"Do not say that, Mrs. Nerva, it is better that nothing happens. It mean we're not in danger. " reply Silviana.

>"The girly is right," say Ruriska, "even if I would like a some action, it's better to continue like this. You wouldn't want the queen to be in danger, right?"

>"Of course, it's just . . . ."

She does not finish, suddenly the carriage stops. Ruriska looks straight ahead, and her face darkens.

"What the fuck is this?"

You put your head outside and look. In front of the cortege, a pile of trees blocks the road, the soldiers always take defensive positions, preparing for a possible attack. Your husband does not move, he stays in the middle of the road, not worried at all.
Ruriska draw her sword. Irene does the same and gets off the coach.

>"Me and my fucking mouth. My queen, Silviana, stay in the coach, don't go out under any circumstances."

She stays beside the coach while ruriska go to the dark lord. suddenly a voice is heard, a rather young voice.

>"In the name of the light, go, you are surrounded, free the princess, or die."

Suddenly several people circle the cortege, you count seven of them, but you are shocked, they are children, the oldest is barely your age. He speak again.

>"I won't repeat myself, surrender, and release the princess."

At the same time, all the soldiers, Ruriska and your husband laugh like crazy. Irene says with a sigh.

>"Are you fucking kidding me ? We're being mugged by fucking kid."

>"And who are you to dare to talk to the dark lord like that, kid?" ask ruriska between laugh.

>"My name is Dillon, and me and my companions have a holy mission to vanquish evil and rescue pure maiden."

>"Well sorry to burst your bubble, but the princess in here is no longer pure." she reply with a crazy smile.

>"SHUT UP YOU FIEND ! I'LL DESTROY YOU, I HAVE THE LIGHT BY MY SIDE." scream the would be hero.

>"This is stupid. My lord, can I go back to the coach ? The conversation with de princess and her retinue are far more entertaining than this bunch of fucker." say the dark elf.

>"DON'T YOU DARE INSULT ME, SPAWN OF DARKNESS !"

>"Princess this is crazy, what do we do ?" ask Silviana.

It's absurd, this situation is totally insane. Don't these kids understand who they have in front of them ?
>Intervene, tell them the truth, they are stupid.
>Don't do anything, if they die, they die.
>Play along, it will make for a nice show

>>2813259
>Intervene, tell them the truth, they are stupid.

>>2813259
>Intervene, tell them the truth, they are stupid.

>>2813259
>>Intervene, tell them the truth, they are stupid.

>>2813259
>Play along, it will make for a nice show

>>2813259
>Play along, it will make for a nice show

>>2813259
>Intervene, tell them the truth, they are stupid.

>>2813259
>>Intervene, tell them the truth, they are stupid.

>intervene
Alright, no session today. I'll start again this evening, thanks

>>2814755
I kinda want to vote
>Play along, it will make for a nice show
If it's not too late I mean let's give Irene a show since she is bored hoping our husband will get it.

>>2814755
Ah nevermind intervene won but would be better if you can add
>>2813454
>>2813468
>Oh heroes please save me. Me and my maid have been captive and my personal guard is corrupted by the dark lord who kidnapped me.
In an overly exaggerated tone that a stage actor would roll on the floor laughing with our horrible acting skills.