“So… is no one going to question why the Goddess of fucking DEATH just let us come and go?” Atraas asked as soon as he was no longer in sight of the woman in question. He kept his voice low enough so that the Celestial couldn’t hear him.
Inleet walked next to Nelson and looked at her brother with a look of agreement. “Right!?” She said, speaking up a little louder. “What did she tell you anyway, Nelson?” She then asked.
“About our mission, and that she couldn’t help us… but she is technically helping us,” he said, glancing at the Celestial. He wondered if they could read his thoughts too? Either way, he was hesitant to think of anything incriminating. Though he couldn't help but let his thoughts stray. This being was so attractive that it almost seemed a shame they could not breed.
Cristial looked straight at Nelson, causing him to fluster. He hid his sudden distracted thoughts and looked
Nelson had known it wouldn’t be long before the fight started, but what he hadn’t known was just how suddenly it would. Now he sat on the ground a short distance away from the two warring beings; the Demon King and the Celestial. They had blown him backwards from a sudden blast of energy, knocking him out for a few seconds. Dazed and unsure how he got to where he was, Nelson looked at the others before remembering what he was here to do. Had he been a little more alert, maybe the sudden power from these two beings wouldn’t have surprised him this much. As Atraas came to help him up, the others joined the battle. They knew that no matter what, there was no chance of fleeing. They had to win this fight, and they had to free the Goddess. There was no way someone like this demon could take over Utopia. Nelson didn’t care for such things, but he equally didn’t care about being tossed about and treated like he was nothing. Taking Atraas by the hand and rising to his feet, Nelson watched t
Nelson could hear the fighting continuing outside of the little ball of dirt he was within. He heard yelling and shouts, but it was faint. The dirt compacted enough to dull the sounds. Teasel waited for his command. When he was done preparing his daggers, the earth returned to the ground and Nelson could stand again. “Alright, go help the others,” Nelson ordered him with a nod and a small, faint smile. He rarely considered the help of others to be anything more than something he could use, but now, there was a hint of genuine thankfulness. Teasel gave him a rather dramatic salute before darting off. Nelson was sure he could see the fae’s face for a second there, but he shook his head. He was probably imagining things. He looked around the pillar and gazed at the ongoing fight. The group was taking turns to distract the demon King, but it wasn’t going well at all. Even with Teasel’s earth magic, they were struggling to keep the King from beating them. At least Nelson was ready now.
Nelson hated the fact that no matter how often he stabbed that bastard, he still somehow got up and left while they were distracted by burying Atraas. How could the demon still be alive after all that? Had he already gained immortality from the Goddess’ life? Glancing at his companions, he wasn’t sure how much more they could survive. Teasel and Inleet were the only two that looked like they could still battle, but neither of them was that strong and grief had swept Inleet away. Ket might last for a bit, but he wasn’t sure if it would be enough. “We need to hurry,” Cristial told the group with a scowl. “I would rather have more time to mourn your friend, but if we do not go now, the balance of the world is in jeopardy.” Nelson didn’t care about that, but finally putting an end to the bastard was certainly a goal he could get behind. He didn’t think Inleet would follow him, however, so he looked to Ket. “Stay with her, let her grieve a little longer,” he told
As soon as Selina was conscious enough to walk on her own, the group headed out into the demon-infested cavern. Nelson held his breath as the ‘King’ led his new ‘slaves’ to where they needed to be. At least, that was how it should have looked to the lower-ranked demons. It all seemed fine at first. Most of them scurried away before they found the wrath of their leader, but others snarled and hissed at the group as though ready to challenge the command of rulership. Teasel stayed hidden within Nelson’s satchel. He had been clingy towards him ever since the fight with the actual demon King had been over. Inleet was seething, but she played her part in acting as the submissive slave. The Goddess had Nelson’s old hooded cloak to keep her face hidden. He wasn’t sure it would be enough, but so far, so good. The big question is, where did they go from here? They couldn’t leave the same way they had come in, but there had to be some way out of this place. Sethis and
Once he had someone check his ribs and other wounds, Nelson was bandaged and allowed to recover in one of Yukiro’s rooms. He knew the others would be alright, though he wasn’t sure about Salina and Cristial. Could the wing be regrown? Or was he now a one-winged Celestial?Nelson didn’t enjoy hanging around, not doing anything. He may have had nothing he could do, but lying around was boring. With that in mind, he wandered the halls with no argument from the guards dotted around here and there.He knew if he caused trouble, they wouldn’t go easy on him, but it made him wonder if he could sneak something of value into his pockets. He decided not to do so, however, just in case.Cristial was waiting outside a door, down a different hallway. He was unhappy but Nelson knew their look was one of worry and not upset about losing someone. That meant the Goddess was still alive, at least.“Shouldn’t you be recovering?” Cri
Fenryn paced his study, his arms folded across his chest. He had felt anxious ever since he had received the scroll from Nelson. He had heard nothing since then, however, and it had been far too long, in his opinion.Had they captured Nelson? If so, he may never know the full truth and he would have to find another way to act. What if Nelson blabbed about his mission and who sent him? What would happen then?A polite knock on the door brought Fenryn’s attention to it. “Enter,” he said, his voice stern. He couldn’t show his anxious emotions in front of anyone other than two people, and one of those people was not in the castle anymore.When Fenryn saw it was Vaughan who was at the door, he relaxed a bit. The Knight Captain offered a polite nod of his head as he entered and closed the door behind him. He watched Fenryn pace for a moment before saying, “your Majesty, if you pace so much you will we
The group stood before Yukiro, ready for her to allow them to go home. Nelson wondered how she would help them get home, as she had explained nothing to him. What she had said was that it would be quick.“Now, before I get you on your way,” Yukiro said to them as she turned her focus squarely on Inleet. “Did you wish for me to return your brother’s body to you?”“I’d rather he be alive,” Inleet said, her tone cold. She knew her brother was gone for good, as Yukiro seldom brought someone back from the dead. Even if he had done something heroic by helping save Nelson, life and death were not something to be treated casually.Yukiro offered a look of sorrow. “Unfortunately, even if I did that, his body is far too mangled. Even I can’t fix everything,” she replied. “We Gods may be immortal and powerful, but we have limits.”Inleet scoffed but did not argue. She offered a small nod o
I hate to do this to my readers, but I am going on a short hiatus. If I write at all, I may not post it just so I end up with a backlog. I have lost all of my motivation lately, and can't bring the words out no matter how hard I try. TT-TT I am deeply sorry for any inconvenience and I promise I'll continue the story as soon as I can! I hope things will go back to normal for me soon, but I need to take a break, I hope you understand and thank you for your patience. All my thanks, Yukiro! PS: There will be one more chapter this week since it was already scheduled 2 weeks ago. After that, I can't say when I will update again until I find my passion.
It was a month after the meeting when the two kings finally sealed the deal with a wedding. Nelson, of course, attended, but he had spent most of the time trying to find any clues about who might have close ties with Sethis and was out for revenge.A few of the women turned their sights on him, but he politely turned them down, claiming he would not be ready to seek a wife until after he had finished building his mansion and settled into this new rank. It gave him time to mingle with as many groups as he could since the King was now officially off-limits for marriage.Being the King’s surrogate was not as glamorous as the young noblewomen hoped, and with it clear he had chosen Vaughan not just out of duty but love. They soon gave up the thought of being his mistress. Only those with no actual rank and nothing to lose still chased that dream.With the women who had turned their ventures to other potential rank improvements, Nelson no longer considered them
Nelson still felt irritable from earlier in the day, but he knew that if he missed this meeting, all three of them would get on his case about it and he might miss his chance at getting the power and sway he needed to grow and survive the threats from those of his past who would betray him, eventually. When his past caught up to him, Nelson knew he had to be ready for anything.He lingered near the back of the hall while Lynnette saw Elena and the two of them left him alone to talk between themselves. Until the King finally started the meeting, at least.Nelson felt a small sense of relief wash over him. He leaned against the wall and watched all the nobles in the room. Not every noble was here, but every noble house had sent at least one person to hear what the King had to say. Many of the attendants were women which had not surprised Nelson in the least.It didn’t matter to them if the King was taken, they would constantly vie for his attention until the
By the time all the nobles had arrived, it exhausted Fenryn from greeting each one of them. Even Elena had come. Two guards had escorted her, though she and the King had both decided they would need to handle things as best as they could. Regardless of what they claimed the narrative was for their breakup, people were going to taunt and mock her for losing her chance of sitting on the throne.Fenryn did not want to see her mocked and belittled because of her father, so he had to make it abundantly clear she was not at fault. That the two of them had split on equal terms and were both still going to be friendly with one another. The only issue was the King knew the other nobles wouldn’t care about any excuse. They would belittle her, regardless.Elena waited until every other noble had finished speaking with the King before she walked over to him and offered a shy smile. He returned it with an awkward one of his own.“You’re looking well. Sorry
Later that day, once the group had completed every task, Nelson stood out in the gardens to get some air. He was getting tired from running around on the King’s behalf, but it would all be worth it later that night. The King had decided he was going to make the announcement at a social gathering of all his nobles.The plans had already been in place since he had confessed to wanting to marry Vaughan, and now all they had to do was wait and make sure the man in question did not suspect a thing. As far as anyone knew, this gathering was going to be about Sethis’ betrayal and Nelson’s promotion.They would not go into details about who defeated Sethis or what had happened in full, but some of the truth might come out, depending on the guards. Nelson wasn’t sure if he wanted to assassinate them just to keep the truth safe. However, he couldn’t just do so without knowing if they were a danger or not. So far, the two of them had stayed quiet and
By the time Nelson returned to his own bedroom, he could hear the servants waking up other guests in the castle for breakfast and knew he wouldn’t be able to grab more sleep, as he had hoped. However, his tasks for the morning had been completed and now he just had to deal with Fenryn and the others. A far less complicated matter, but one far more timely.As Nelson’s door was knocked, he answered it with a cheerful smile and allowed himself to be guided down to the King’s dining hall. Lynnette had joined them, though she seemed to be deep in thought. Nelson wasn’t sure if she had heard something. Perhaps him returning to his room? Or perhaps she was noticing the effects of the tonic and was trying to figure out what was happening.Nelson decided not to mention it. If she brought up her thoughts on her own, then he could play innocent, or happy, depending on what the situation was.Fenryn and Vaughan were already sitting at the table and,
It was still quite dark when the ship docked at the riverside port. Nelson and Lynnette had more land to travel across before reaching the city itself, but thankfully, Fenryn had arranged a horse-drawn carriage for them. It had to have been him, as there was more than enough room for Lynnette’s chair on wheels.Lynnette hated being constrained by the thing, but it always made her feel less upset when Fenryn would do small things to make her life a little less awkward.When they arrived just outside of the castle, several guards and servants were there waiting for them. They were sure Fenryn was inside, still awake, waiting for them to return. Lynnette had thankfully slept for a little while on the boat, but Nelson had been awake. He couldn’t sleep. He had wanted to prepare himself for anything that would happen between now and the wedding. So much could go wrong and many people would be unhappy at the union. They all wanted a piece of that crown for themsel
Lynnette woke to a start when she heard Nelson calling for her. He had been acting strangely and had refused to tell her what this was all about. She never could get over the fact that he was now on the King’s side. She always expected him to betray them and have her assassinated in her sleep, yet he hadn’t even attempted it. Perhaps he truly had changed his ways and was willing to use his skills for Fenryn from now on.She sighed and grumbled a tired reply to him. Lynnette had finally grown accustomed to sleeping in a bed, but now that she had, she never wanted to wake up in the morning. They were so comfortable, even in the winter. Though it wasn’t winter now, and she knew she really had to get up.As she pulled herself up, Lynnette leaned over to grab her chair on wheels. She took the clean clothes from the seat and got dressed. She could hear Nelson pacing outside as he waited for her, but Lynnette was in no rush.Lynnette then pulled herse
After being led to roughly the right place, the young serpentine lingered back out of the way. Nelson could tell he was afraid to go any closer to where he believed Ket had made her nest. Though it seemed so strange to see a serpentine afraid of anything. Perhaps the only thing they did fear was their own kind.“Wouldn’t it be more impressive to the woman to show up yourself and show your bravery?” Nelson asked as he halted the anxious horse’s steps. The serpentine had been mindful of the beast’s fears. The hopes of having Ket as a mate this year seemed to be far more important than food.The young lad gazed up at Nelson silently for a while before he said, “females are bigger. Stronger. It is not the breeding season yet. She will kill me as this has become her space. I will not go beyond this point.”Nelson dipped his head to the side in a vague, understanding motion. He wasn’t sure if he liked the thought of bein
The following day, Nelson left Lynnette in the capable hands of the inn staff should she need anything at all. He had said his goodbyes to his mother and Inleet before heading towards Rattail Peak. He had gotten in contact with a person he thought might have the information he sought.Nelson took only a single guard with him, and that was only under protest. He knew that from now on, he would have no choice but to rely on loyal men to keep him safe. Thankfully, this man was one of Fenryn’s, though that bit of information was never offered to anyone except himself.Thankfully, the people within Ameathon City and Rattail Peak had not yet learned of who exactly had taken over from Sethis. Everyone had known there had been a change of leadership, and that Sethis had become a demonic force of nature that had destroyed his own home, killed many of his people and eventually been slain.As Nelson journeyed through the rattus city, he couldn’t help but think