Until the End

[heartofcourage]

The sound of distant thunder was the first thing that she heard when the world came back into focus. Slowly, her dark brown eyes opened, taking in the slate grey sky above her head. Rain was starting to fall, speckling her skin and running over her cheeks in cool rivulets.

What had just happened? Julyssa, Princess of Dormir, thought back on the evening that she’d had. It had been quiet, time spent in the library with her husband, the Crowned Prince Thomal. They had been married a year, incredibly happy together, and expecting their first child at the end of summer. The news was so new that her belly hadn’t even begun to swell.

Dormir had been at war for much of their marriage, but Thomal had promised that things would get better. He was an optimist, a peacekeeper, so much different from his father, the King of Dormir. He had made that promise yet again that evening as they sat before the fireplace of the library, talking about the future.

“I promise, Lyssa, that by the time our child is born, we will have peace.” He whispered against her ear, making her smile as he nuzzled against her pale cheek. “We just need time…”

His handsome brown eyes were sparkling as he pressed his hand to her lower belly, stroking the home where his child grew. She hoped that their baby looked like him with clear, strong features and golden blonde hair. She was just admiring her husband when the explosion had occurred…

Explosion! Julyssa sat up with a gasp, her dark eyes surveying the courtyard where a beautiful palace garden had once been. The library had been blown to pieces and the stacks of books that had once resided within now lay scattered in burning rubble. Pushing her tangled brown hair from her features, she noticed that her green dress was ripped and stained, singed from the intense heat.

Her hand instantly flew to her belly, rubbing along tiny bump as she shakily pushed herself to her feet. It was eerily quiet, the silence punctuated with rolling thunder as she carefully made her way towards the rubble.

“Thomal?” She called out in a trembling voice. “Thomal?!”

Her voice was laced with frantic energy, tears already gathering in her eyes as she peered around the burning rubble. Her handsome prince was nowhere to be seen. Was he dead? Injured? She didn’t know but before she could begin her search, she heard the lone cry of a bird of prey high above her head.

Glancing towards the sky, she saw a falcon lazily flying. It gave another shriek and she slowly took a step back. Thomal has always warned her that if she saw a falcon, she needed to run and not stop until she was safe. With no guards in sight, no protect, Julyssa heeded her husband’s words and ran through the courtyard, squeezing through a door that lead into the base of a guard tower. There, she would hide until someone came for her. She prayed that the enemy didn’t find her first…

 

[Savoredsting]

A group a disheveled men with old battered shields torn and worn uniforms and weapons nicked and in need of repair come around the corner, they seem at frist not to notice you as the talk to each other.

"Follit you idiot the queens chamber is that way, I always wanted to fuck that old broad but not as much as Thomals' bitch, oh and his brother sweet cunt that he was suppose to marry next month" says a blonde haired man.

One of the other four was a fat man , he had no visible hair and was in horrible patch worked leather. he had a huge battle axe. "Really.. there here too" he scratched his head. he was more than human as he had arms the size of tree trunks.

The other two took ques from the first too. they walked up the hall and than smiled. the blonde pointed to you and laughed.

"Seems boys the gods smiled upon us, look at the lovely Lyssa, To bad she'll never see her Thomal again..atleast alive" he said as he snapped and the two behind him, both in masks ran forward with there daggers out. they grab you and pin you down as the blonde guy comes forward and pulls his knife.

 

[heartofcourage]

Pressed back against the stone wall as she heard men approaching, Lyssa closed her eyes and prayed that they would pass on by. She also prayed the Thomal wasn’t dead. It hurt her heart to think that she would never see him again and made her panic to think that he wouldn’t be there for the birth of his child.

Sucking in a deep breath as the talk of the men turned to doing horrible things to the queen, the Lady Mari, and herself, she felt sick. These men were suppose to be loyal to the crown and it seemed that something horrible had happened within the palace walls for them to have turned so vicious.

Footsteps were moving towards her and she felt her heart racing. She had to move and find a new spot to hide. Tiptoeing back towards the door she had entered through, she let out a cry as she heard someone say her name.

No…no…no! She thought as she jerked open the door and rain back out into the rain. When the first hand wrapped around her slender arm, she let out a scream and turned to swing her fist upon the man. He had a partner with him and she soon found herself pressed to the ground, struggling like a wild banshee as a blonde man came forward and pulled his knife free from his belt.

“Let me go!” She cried to the three of them, her dark eyes wide and wild.

 

[Savoredsting]

"I bet your tits got milk in em" the blonde said as he runs his knife across your skin,"If you thrash M'lady you'll nick your self somethin' fierce, and might hurt the babe" he says smiling as he than kisses the exposed nipple as the bigger man stands over your face and smiles.


" I'm gonna make Lyssa suck my dick, Doyal" the fat man says as he drops trow and a huge dick flops out. He gets to his knees and straddles your head his cock was still soft and nearly as long as a short sword. he let the cock rub across your face as the Blonde Doyal began to suckle on your nipple.

 

[heartofcourage]

Lyssa screamed loudly as the blonde man ran his knife across her skin, commenting on her breasts and how he bet they were full of milk. It wasn’t suppose to be like this, she thought to herself. These men shouldn’t have been able to get this close to her, to be this rough.

“Let me go!” She screamed again as the man ripped her bodice and latched onto her exposed nipple as a bigger man stood over her face and smiled down at her wickedly.

She was panting as she watched him drop his trousers, a thick cock flopping free as he fell to his knees and straddled her head. She shook her head to and fro, her lips clamped shut tightly as he rubbed it across her face as the other man suckled hard on her nipples. She wouldn’t panic. She wouldn’t scream. Nothing that would get her to part her lips at all.

Lightening crashed across the sky and rolling thunder surrounded them as the silhouette of a falcon passed above the little scene in the courtyard. Lyssa stared for the longest moment, her eyes widening in panic at the thought of that bird still lurking around. It was more terrifying to think about then the men that were mauling her body.

 

[Savoredsting]

" Seems men are to eager to await there master" a voice said as the Falcon rested on a parapet and shadows rippled to the right of you. A man in sheer black pants and tunic stood there. He had a claim of deep rich feathers of black that obscured his face. On his side was a black metal blade with a raven motif on it. He was cover head to toe in black and a hint of rich almond colored skin poked threw in places.

" Soon General Iron Tusk will be here, and you will regret doing that" the man said with a hint of whimsy. He seemed to rest on the wall he appeared from and waited. The Falcon flew down to rest on his shoulder.

" Fuck off Raven, she's ours!" Said the blonde. As he pressed the blade on the nipple nicking it so blood flowed." I claim her as she is not pure but spoiled by the blade.

 

[heartofcourage]

Lyssa gasped as she heard a voice to the side, the appearance of a mysterious man making her shiver as the men assaulting her seemed to ignore his presence. She was even more terrified as the falcon flew from its resting spot to settle upon his shoulder. He was the one her husband had warned her about. She desperately needed to get free.

A scream of terror ripped from her lips as the blade of a sharp knife was pressed to her breast, nicking her until her blood trailed down the fleshy mound. The man was claming her as his since she was spoiled. She wasn’t spoiled. She’d been a virgin until marrying her husband and it was by him that she was carrying the heir of the kingdom.

Her tiny hand curled into a fist and without looking she threw the weight of her strength straight into the brute that had draw blood’s face. She felt a sickening crack as bone crunched beneath her hand and the man started to bellow in pain. A punch straight into the other man’s exposed cock and she was spinning from beneath them, gasping for air as she stared at the man dressed all in black.

Without a word, she pulled herself to her feet and ran bare-chested through the garden. She wouldn’t stop. She wouldn’t let them catch her. It was a fate worse than death if she did that.

 

[Savoredsting]

As you run the sounds of battle echo about the castle, a few guards lay dead you run through them. As you turn around the corner a Huge scale armored man who held a huge 5 foot long sword about as broad as a plank and about as thick cleaved through the three guards men before him.

The scaled man with a big steel skull on his face turns towards you. "Lyssa My dear so nice of you to come to your new master" a very elegant worded phrase in such a guttural sound. he slips the blade on the behemoth 7 foot creatures frame. he easily moves in the thick heavy steel scale armor. his shoulder bore odd skulls and hie belt buckle did too. He laughed and walked towards you.

A huge Falcon drops and than shifts into the man you saw earlier. he laughs "General Iron Tusk may i present Lady Lyssa. The men who detained her have been dealt with." as he says he throws out for heads there hair tied together at the Generals feet.

"Good Job Raven, Now Lyssa please come peaceably, so I dont have to find you naked and covered in the seed of my men. The city is lost your nation is lost, My horde has won and back to the north we go. The Weasels and rats will inherit your land and build anew as I sit comfortably in my Iron Hall. Come and live in luxury or would you love to be here and be some bottom feeders fuck toy" he sasy as he removes his helmet to reveal his olive green skin tusked ace, and porcine nose

 

[heartofcourage]

Pulling herself to a stop as she rounded a corner and came face to face with a terrifying spector, Lyssa felt faint from fright. Raising her hands to cover her breasts, she stared at the man that referred to her by her name, telling her that she was meeting her new master. She shook her head, whimpering as he slipped his massive blade on his into his armor, his laughter booming off the walls around her.

“I…I…” She stammered, letting out a shriek as a man started to laugh behind her, presenting her to the General of the enemy army as he threw the heads of the men that had just assaulted her at the man’s feet.

This was the man that had killed her dear husband, the one that would send her people into slavery and he wanted her to come with him peacefully? She wanted to scream at him, to rage at him for the injustice, but she had to think about the life of her child. It wasn’t just about her any longer. She could stay and be tortured or hope that he would take mercy on her.

Tears came to her eyes as she thought between her options and she dared to look over her shoulder at the man that had watched her assault just moments earlier. It was painful to think of anything other than the life that she’d been leading, but it seemed that time had come to an end.

“You won’t…hurt me?” She asked him in a trembling voice.

 

[Savoredsting]

"Why hurt the enemy when it will soon die!"he says with whimsy. "You my dear Lyssa are the wife of a slain prince, and a princess to a kingdom that crumbled under the might of my horde. Why injure an enemy that no longer exists. Oh you could flee, and if you get to another kingdom raise your armies there and rally to fight the paltry force i leave behind but than you will have to than fend off not only my generals and there ambitions or the machinations of the surrounding kingdoms who will bleed you dry."

No my dear Lyssa i offer you shelter food and comfort, I offer you a chance to still be a princess, and enjoy the pleasures of a a man again. to be cared for" he says as he comes forward and strokes your cheek with calloused fingers, his fingers and hand wear big. he could wrap his hand about your head and crush it.

"But it is up to you, Lyssa to do so, Either come with me back to my hall, or flee and risk rape and death to get to a border kingdom? Your choice...oh and if you were thinking of Queen Avendia, or little princess Fyra you are to late, the Queen took her life on the sword of one of her rapists, and young Fyra was broken as she saw Prince Rans' body thrown infront of her barely clinging to life... We left the near dead man ravage her until he died atop her... after that my soldiers had there way with the poor girl. I had to kill a whole platoon of men for there actions, but the damage was done and poor Fyra killed had died of a broken heart and destroyed mind."

He pulled his hand away and chuckled." I am not overtly cruel but I do not like wasted time, so agree or run, i do hope you run" he says flashing a feral smile as he looks at her.

Raven had gotten back to his feet but said nothing. he just loomed there shadows swirling about him as he just stands and thinks.

 

[heartofcourage]

Lyssa squeezed her eyes shut tightly as her husband was talked about in the past tense. Thomal couldn’t be dead. She wouldn’t believe it. It made her chest ache in the most horrible of ways when she thought about never seeing her handsome prince ever again. She wouldn’t believe that it was true. He would come for her. He wouldn’t leave her with the enemy.

Opening her eyes as the hulking form of the man came forward and stroked her cheek, she whimpered in fear as he told her that she would still be a princess and she would enjoy whatever that life brought. She wanted to shake her head, to tell him no, but the words wouldn’t come.

He had killed everyone that she held dear, everyone that she had ever seen as family. And for what? Why did they have to die in such brutal ways? She felt her blood run cold through her veins and she wanted to cry, to break down into a mess and cry at his feet, but she remembered that she was of royal blood and she would not bow for any man.

“If I stay with you…what happens to my child?” She asked softly in a whispered voice, trembling as his cruel eyes turned towards her and the man that had been sitting beside her stood to his feet and let the eerie shadows swirl around them. “If harm will come to my baby, I cannot stay.”

 

[Savoredsting]

"I am not that much of a savage i will raise the child as my own and offer it all my lands have to offer. And he will know of his father. Thomal is preserved for now. I intend to bury him with the honored dead, as he fought valiantly to save men who ended up betraying him. Do not worry i took care of the cowardly underling who lead to your husbands demise. I even bare a letter for you, and well as his things. A man betrayed by his own soldiers is a horrible fate. AS for his father and brother they cowered in there units, having soldier after soldier die, what a waste." the General ran his hand over your stomach and than smiled.

"Thomal was one of the greatest men I have every graced the field of battle with. In a cruel twist of fate he was denied his right as a warrior, and slain by treacherous means. His slayers weapon poison, his body weak, I fought a man not of the right strength and gave him the only proper death I gave him mercy and honor" he says as he turns and smiles to at Raven.

"Raven gather the men for the post celebration festivities than tomorrow morning have those witches of yours opens gates to the Hall, I grow tired of this bright cheerful south land, makes me feel like a damned elf" as he says that he offers you his hand and smiles."Come my lady you have an important job to do for the festivities"

 

[heartofcourage]

Relief filled Lyssa’s body as the General promised that her child would be cared for. Her body visibly relaxed, the tension of the situation eased by his solemn promise. He respected her husband, wished to honor him with the rest of his dead, but Lyssa couldn’t barely digest the fact that her dear husband was in fact dead.

She felt broken, her spirit bent past a point of no return. She was hollow inside, shattered and steps away from a maddening oblivion. As the General’s hand pressed against her belly, she let out a frightened whimper, the tears finally falling. It shouldn’t have been his right to touch her. This was Thomal’s child, his to name, his to love…and he would never get the honor to do that…

“Festivities?” She asked numbly, his hand stretched towards her as he talked about taking her home. Begging him for death would be humane, but she couldn’t do that, not with her child depending on her for it’s very life.

Her tiny hand slid into his giant palm, a tremble passing down her spine as she gripped the tattered remains of her gown around her as the General gave her a tug to follow him. “Sir, I do not think I can bear going to a celebration. Please allow me to grieve in private.”

 

[Savoredsting]

"Unfortunately my dear, it is not an option." he says as he leers at you his feral features accented perfectly in the moment as he laughs. He grabs your wrist and pulls you along with him.

" You seem to think you are still royalty here....That you are mistaken" he says as he spins you around and presses his lips on your neck, his two tusks smooth yet hard bone touching you softly as he than pulls away his other hand gripping your chin as well as he looks into your eyes.

"You see Lyssa, you are mine...Not a princess, not a wife, but a play thing. I can be a kind master or a cruel one, but that is up to you. And tonight is the perfect opportunity to show which one I will have to be with you." He pulls his hands from you and smiles. His subordinate the Raven seems to shift in a blur from behind General Iron Tusk to right behind you.

"You will show your people your devotion to me, you will prostate your self too me and except me as your new master, and in doing this I will take you here in front of them, I will ravish your body. And don't think I wont enjoy you resisting, though i am not responsible for the damage it will bring to your body"

 

[heartofcourage]

Lyssa gasped as she was pulled along behind him, his denial of her request making new tears spring to her eyes. He would parade her around a party, letting his soldiers see the wife of the prince they had conquered. Her heart was already racing at the thought as he told her that she was no longer royalty.

“But you said I would be treated like a princess.” She murmured as he spun her around to face him, his lips pressing down against her neck in the most possessive kiss she’d ever experienced.

When he pulled away, she whimpered as his hand captured her chin and brought his her eyes to stare into his. It was then that he placed out the path that her life would now be following. No longer would she be fawned over and treated as something special. She was his to do with what he wished, whenever he wished.

She was absolutely terrified of this man and as soon as he pulled his hand from her and smiled, she scrambled backwards. Bumping into the man that had suddenly appeared behind her drew a scream from her lips and the arm that slung around her waist kept her from bolting.

She cowered in the shadow of the man that now held her fate in his hands. She could hear the two men talking, the words scared and frightened flowing between them before the General’s large hand captured her wrist again and pulled her from the other man’s grasp.

“Please let me go home. Please.” She was begging, her eyes wild and her mind threatening to snap into a million tiny pieces.

 

[Savoredsting]

" Oh I am treating you like a princess, in my culture I must take you infornt of my clan to cement the union." he says causaully as he looks at raven and walks forward.
" I have to address my men, prepare her" he says as he walks to the castles front court yard.

The Raven looks at you and lowers his hood. Beneath is a human man with short tossled black hair and deep almost slate grey eyes. He smiles at you and it is there he looks familiar." Sorry Lys, but it must be done. I found my magic...but it has cost me much. I am bound to this man in a dark way and had to besiege the kingdom I loved. I hope your father is well. Thomals' body is preserved for now and under watch by a couple of plant creatures I know."

The fierce Raven was barely a man of his teens. He was a boy you had grown up with.He was Gerade a young noble boy who played with you. The Raven stood there and let an eerily beautiful glow of purple around his hands. He smiles as he touches your belly a warm calming tingle covers your body as he leans in and kisses you. He than pulls away." I'm sorry you will be in pain, he is not a sensual lover, and I put a protection spell on tlyour child. It will hurt and the pain might be unbareable. I have made a weave that dulls some of the pain. I hope it will be enough"

 

[heartofcourage]

Lyssa was absolutely terrified as the General walked away, shaking at the meaning of what he had just said. He would take her in front of his clan, make her his in every sense of the word. She didn’t know if she could handle that without breaking completely.

Then the dark shadowed man spoke, calling her by a familiar nickname until she realized that he was Gerade. Her eyes widened as he made small talk, his glowing hands pressing to her belly until she let out a sigh of calm relaxation. He was telling her that he couldn’t help her, but he could protect her child.

“You’re a prisoner too?” She asked, her eyes filling with tears as he confirmed as such. “He will be stopped. It wasn’t just Thomal that was fighting…”

She was stopped by his lips pressed against hers, a gentle kiss taking away the next few treasonous words that she would have said. She sighed softly, her eyes watching his as he pulled away and told her to prepare herself.