ENOCH
The new rules are just. It is what everyone will be saying soon. Right now, they do seem a little absurd. Adler had been already obeying them. Shocking. Not really.
I watch his latest whore. A young blonde woman. Twenty moons old. I hope he burns in hell for making Greta suffer, bastard.
I wish I would have cut out his tongue the right way. Unfortunately, krexbin have excellent healing capabilities. I never did inherent that handy ability.
The woman's name is Ren I hear. She wears a two-pieced tunic with jewels and see-through mesh material. She follows him everywhere like his shadow.
"Good evening, all."
My heart tugs seeing Greta alone on the throne. Her armour, as they are calling it, is pitiful having restricted her movements.
How can Adler look at her feeling no guilt or remorse?
"Today, law will be made in the court hall signed off by our empirical advisors. All men are to cover their faces. Slavery is unacceptable now that our empire has been mostly established to a capacity voluntary workers can complete. There will be no more whipping or whips allowed in use. A sword should be effecient enough. They must be handed in to the palace."
I say along with Brommy, and all advisors, "Yes, Empress."
I wish I could kill my father. How dare he have the nerve to help her walk when he put her in the damned suit.
Brommy must be thinking the same thing.
"Has he beaten her? Striked her? Tell me so, so I can have more reason to kill him for good," I mutter under my breath.
He faces me fully.
"Greta is too attached to him already." Adler's whore lags by the throne appearing lost in a sea of men. Brommy folds his arms, watching her. "He has many more whores where that one came from. He never sleeps alone at night. You should know that by now. Greta is merely his favorite-"
"Pet."
"Precisely."
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GRETA
In the evening, it is easier to be alone. Enoch usually is busy with planning and Brommy is still in charge over our empirical soldiers. I know it as a fact now Adler spends the hours either in his new observatory or with Ren. They live together now outside the palace. Most advisors have their own smaller homes in the city.
I haven't gone to Adler's but Enoch tells me it is very similar to his temple on Ashtium.
Maybe if I was a better woman, I could have found my own man by now. I do enjoy my time alone though. There is something freeing about Adler living outside these walls. It gives me time to focus on myself.
Of course, I still have Hida but things are different now that I have become Empress. She does not care to sleep in my chamber. My heart tells me she may have found someone else but we still eat together every day.
There is a tall oval mirror in my room. It reminds me that I am never truly alone. Five figures stay inside my chamber, all day and all night. I do not understand why Brommy must be one of them.
Other guards cannot see in the dark. I feel his stare burning into my back as he anticipates my asking for his help.
He already has approached me which is highly out of empirical law since I did not request him to do so. Since Enoch and he are sharing the role of Emperor, their duties are lesser than mine.
"Shall I aide you in disrobing your armour, Empress?"
"Yes," I answer quickly to get the act done.
I cannot do it myself.
He unclasps my armour from behind. It falls to the ground with a loud clatter. The puncture wounds on my skin are hideous. They usually all go away after a good bath. Brommy says Adler made it so pressure points in my body could be addressed. I admit my muscles do feel more relaxed now and my skin is healing much faster. For now, I will keep wearing it.
Brommy already has my robes ready. I sigh in bliss stepping into the ultra-soft cloth.
"Thank you."
I always feel like he is waiting to tell me something. I wonder often what he is thinking. What he thinks of me and my interest in his father.
Wine helps me not think so much on it.
I pick up a filled goblet on the table knowing he will follow me into my bath chamber. Not because I want him to, but by law, I am not allowed to be in a room by myself. It is a smaller seperate chamber attached to my bedchamber.
He walks ahead of me, sliding the marble door open. I walk by him smelling the heavy scent of bint on him as I enter the chamber. He slides the door shut, remaining in front of it. Now, out of the sight of the other guards, he leans casually on his tall sword.
I don't waste anytime and begin soaping myself down with a sponge.
The water here is meager. It is nothing like the great natural pools on my home star. I remember how soft the ground was of our baths for it was always made of sands. Here, it is made of rock. So many plants and fish kept our bathing pools healthy and beautiful but here they are empty and void of any life.
I wish I could spend time in here exploring treasures in the water and making keepsakes with shells. There is nothing here to keep though.
"Brommy, join me...please."
I do feel terrible for him. Brommy makes me feel safe though. I look away when he begins to disrobe himself quietly. Water splashes, I wait a moment and then look, he sits at a distance inside my bathing pool. It is wrong, but I do enjoy his company.
"Come here."
"Empress, I do not think that is the best idea."
I want to feel like a person.
I wade into the deeper water. Then I swim over to him and settle over his lap. His serious face ruins what should be fun.
Eventually, he stands up with me. Water rolls off his chest leaving a smooth trail of glistening shine. I shiver feeling him gently turn me around and press me into the cool stone wall of the bath's perimeter.
He sounds frustrated, "You have little idea of how much I want you."
My hips sway back, a short breath leaves me, as catches my waist.
Hit hot mouth sucks on my neck. This has never happened with Adler. The one time, it was quick and painful. I told myself it was wonderful maybe so I could convince myself he cared.
"I know I can't make you forget. Just think about right now. Don't think about him. Think about the connection we make with each other," Brommy whispers against my neck. A sharp gasp leaves me as he enters me from behind. His weight settles over my back as he presses me further into the wall.
My hips tremble, the inside of my thighs soaking wet from feeling him watching me from behind. It is embarrassing. His hand glides over the sensitive region.
No one has ever touched me like this. I love it too much. What kind of power do I have over him to make him do this to me?
I try speaking over my shoulder.
"Do you think I'm sane?"
"It depends," he answers. His grasp returns to my hips. "Do you think I'm a god?"
There is arrogance in his tone that I don't like so I do not answer.
For a long time, he manages to have the stamina to keep at it. His organ moves in and out until I become so relaxed I can start to feel my walls sucking a little. Abruptly, my barbs retract, brushing lightly against his sensitive member with warning.
Adler did not try to go this deep.
I think it is only my race that has this strange phenomenon.
I giggle feeling him shudder against my back in silent fear. The strange barbs move differently. They soften into a set of tentacles and wrap around him, rippling, when I think about how good he has been to me that is. Otherwise, I could have let them tore his organ apart in an effort to protect myself.
My barbs message his member, encouraging him to elongate and enter deeper.
"Feels so good."
"Yes," I whisper.
I close my eyes feeling him hug me frown behind as we sway slowly forward and back.
His ink, a smoldering heat, flows deep inside me, making my core throb in sync with his member. Our connection becomes a heavy pulsing like a new heartbeat.
I twist up, savoring the feeling as he feeds new energy within me. His own member, a large tentacle, I watch it ripple happily while encased in my barbs.
It shines with a black ink, blending in with the same goop covering my exterior barbs. It almost looks like a new body part. Black ink stains my thighs, dripping all the way down to my ankles. My insides move along his tool of pleasure in a cocoon of fibered webs.
The beautiful sight makes me mew in a high-pitched cry.
Brommy sighs behind me. The sound reminds me he is a person too. The reality of what we have done makes my barbs withdraw and enter me. Brommy steps back, removing himself from me.
"I'm sorry, Greta...I should not have inked in you."
With a blush, and my own deep satisfaction, I smile in what feels like an eternity.
My first inking. He entered me deeper than Adler bothered to try. It makes me pleased to know Brommy cares to make sure I am satisfied.
"Do not be sorry at all. You have given me the most beautiful thing."
"What if I have given you a baby?"
"Have you?"
"I should hope not. Adler would kill me," his voice cracks. The musky smell of his ink makes me yearn to do it again. Right now. Brommy watches me down his nose like a soldier than a friend. It makes me feel insecure. He places his hand on my back when I go to step back. "For a second, I thought you were trying to force me to ink in you. What a surprising thrill you gave me," he chuckles.
It's not exactly a lie if I ask him this way. I do not know if he is aware Adler and I had sex. I rather him not.
"Was it your first time too?"
"No," he laughs. "I've been with shelliv women and a few eyu ladies since we arrived here. Just like you and your eyu woman," he teases with a wink.
Hida is not what he thinks she is to me.
This is normal. I walk by Brommy trying to convince myself he is just like other young men. In a blur of motion, I pick up my tunic and put it on. By the time I pull open the door, I am crying like the woman I wish I wasn't.
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