Capture
Glor is still complaining, still he is imposing his wish to be the one who tortures if there is someone in their dungeons of magic. The man wanted some fun after the Battle of Gods, in large, that was insufferable. Howsoever, for each human soul that is taken, stolen or collected, there is the compensation left, in a form of means or the blessings. And would anyone know, in its own real space, each soul that is born, each name that is coming from the specified bloodline and each blood, and each person they do not own. And its crease was the rustling of someone’s dress. Finally, she was coming back to her human.
She was emptied from inside out, if she could breathe more standardly, or normally, it would be another story to come up with, all about her blood stained armor was suffocating her, stifling her cries, she got it off, each of the plates and the carapace of the heavy pauldrons were sticking to her as it was the second skin, she was peeling it off, she cannot wait to be alone with her eternized human and the Dragon, to enjoy them both and they both to enjoy their loving and caring Nina, when she wants to be like this, it is deeply concealed inside of her, stashed the human melting heart for them. Ugh, she did it. She stood bare and free of all restraining bonds which could hold her down. The lone chamber was kindled by the spherical orbs and the spheroid glow, the fire wasn’t lit up, it was needless to do it. The cast light was enough for her to look intimidating and sustaining. Her penetrative glare was telling more than someone could ever behold about the Lady Hand of the Dragon Queen.
The summer’s spring is soon to be back, but, she wasn’t by herself, there were the scarce amounts of humans which served them at the Hill House, for all those who could be foisted or conscripted into such the privileged positions of domestic work were nowhere to be seized, for the closer you are to the fire, the higher you may climb, that is something that no one may yet understand, so there were more those whose serving was the added as a chore on the list, her Elf retinue or a part of it, but it will change, the humans who were there, encircling her, the ones who were hard won in the merciless Battle of Gods, weren’t the ones who surrendered readily some centuries ago, who were rarely born into their distinctive services and elven civilizations and civilized cultivation of their vassal states, annexed or appended, they are out of reach and they may do all what is by their will.
She can go around the law and press them, but she kept her word and that is what holds their development as ordered. So, no one was there to assist or succor her, to serve her, at least, not for now.
While her bareness was deluging the presently caught, the utilization of their rainbow abilities brought them to their remarkable Doors. As if they were the expected, but they were barely caught into their carefully laid snares.
No one of her Queen’s entourage or the low number of the humans which were kept of the Hill House, was there, this is how she instructed, at her bidding, while the rest of them were living fair and with their peace in the shadow of their protection, as their honored vassals, and that is something that cannot ever be retaken back. Such was the norm and the rule, there shall be no exception to it, and she wasn’t keen to start it. No matter how much her Elves would ask that of her, or the people feared it, there shall be no culling among those who were their citizens, unless they do not give in by their own volition to them, and so, there had to be those who would be reaped from the lands of their own. And here they were. She looking into each one of them, and all what they knew is that they were in the foreign realm, alien to them, and feeling cowed into the full submission before her, and she didn’t even do anything, this is what she was looking for, the defiance was present, the subservience is to be of their personal accord.
If it isn’t given as such, there was no place for them, but to be soothed and subdued, lavished in richness, bound in diamonds, and silenced in silk, feeling on your human skin, broken and tamed as the untold were already, with their wills and minds intact, for who wants to speak without the meaning, to hear no words, to lead meaningless lives, to have dolls for their life partners, even when they have to protect them from themselves, Reimagined in their image as they were against Original with whom they shared and borrowed everything, from which the beautifulness and fairness of their progress and culture was all what you need to sight, just not the one who created them, they are derived from the Dark Goddess, the Queen of the Night or Ungoliant Lilith, for she had her lost children as she was the Daughter to the God, and there is the Lord Eru Iluvatar, the Allfather of them all, birthed by Mother Nature, and out of all Gods who were playing with them, he was the one who would have the last say when all the worlds do fall one day, he permits only of how much you give back, Sovereign and Paramount, and Demi and alike them, who follow the Circle of Life and so they will too.
There will be no mercy, no grace if they do not, here and now, do it. Bend the knee to her, and all what they will birth between selves or be mated, shall belong to the Hill House. Holy as the spiritual ground and Holly as the greening they bring where there is wilting or there is nothing to grow out. It was this day and this moment to choose so!
- Listen to me very well – she is still inspecting each captured soul of the human, straight into the bottoms of their resigned beings, into the strayed eyes who could watch only before them, and that was all, till the new promising life begins, they know that they are forfeited, and they could do little to add to their lost hope of the freedom, it was something that had to be paid in blood price as always, and she fought for that. No longer the Hill House shall be the ridicule of other Houses, or have their slighted tongues onto them, they will have their human blood abound, knowing how they acquired them and how it was long overdue.
- I said, do you listen? – they nodded. – Bend the knee to me, forfeit your bloods to the fealty of my House and I do promise you that you will even forget how the life was before, you will know only the claim of elven blood, neither you will cogitate to return what was never yours to have, for you will have the abundance and other freedoms to live at - bareness is hers, how in body and so in mind before them. She did exude it, she secrete it, and she was savoring it. From one mouth to another, the shape is by what they choose, to one face to the second, to the third and to the final one, from eye to eye, and she is measuring them, if they are ready to defy her. She will see what to expect.
- What if we turn down your offer? What if we refuse you as our Mistress and we repudiate your dominance over us? What is that is waiting to us? – she waited for it, and she didn’t waste her time, she didn’t tell. She showed them, behind her.
- Very well, is this where you will draw your strength from? Your family, friends or the ties of the life you were leading are not severed. If you still remember, the contact is promised. But, if you are forswearing me, there is only one punishment for your defiance. To be filled, each hole to be attached to it, and to live for the infinite as an entity which is feeding and boosting the internal workings of matrix, as the parasite or a slice of the special organs that my pretty one demands, if not already the coveted blood of Baratheons or the visceral innards, either way, you will share your experiences with the bowels of my Womb! – the grandiose Gate was open, in the opening is the Star Portal and through it, they could see how the humans who were fed to it, were living day by day, as the soldered promises to the one from which there is no escapement, not now or ever, the people were fused to it, ingrown or they were saturated as she said, or they were growing inside bio Walls.
She knew how it will respond to them, or how they will react to it. It was overwhelming. And they couldn’t fight it, it is dethroning them of every rational thought, they were swamped, they got sick, they felt it, losing it, against her, against such the force, and the Bio Walls closed on them, and they were back into the chamber where the promise and the word are kept, if not, that is what is waiting for them.
She was beyond cruel, yet, she didn’t tell them, that in there were only those who were evil-doers.
She does feed her Womb with people who raped small children.
- “But they do not need to know it” – lazing in front of their wan and sallow bodies.
- You shall be well groomed. To all what your needs. After our well care, your wellbeing shall flower and progress. You will see. This is what I affirm it. Today and currently. So, what is going to be? I do expect from you to even let us bind your beings to us, or even bind your mouths, it is for the discipline. All what you were or what you might become, it is all mine. I shall know your every breath, I shall know your dream, everything else, and the least you can do for what I do provide and give, is to bow to me. To kneel. You are brought to heel, and you shall be mastered as such. And now, give me what I want, ladies and gentlemen, it is that easy, just bend the knee, and everything is as it should be. You are chosen – she spreads all her naked body to them, her voice was the exhilaration, the Dragon Wings were the sleazy shadows which were casting the higher reflections. And one after another, people bent their knees, their heads bowed, and she did smile earnestly. It was a relief. It would be difficult to throw the good people to her Womb, but she would make them comfortable, to live inside, without the threat of being devoured from the outside. – Good, and if you would be so good, please, follow my people. Dames and knights, dignified and celebrated, my guards of both female and male genders, you will listen to. So, before you are to be taken away, is there the question? – there was the silence that is broken by one sound. It was a cry. That was it, she bested and beaten them to the subjugation. If they weren’t disadvantaged!
She wouldn’t resign to what she had to do. She was tolerant in the sufficing quantity and she could no longer play the nice ruler, this is what cost her more than she will ever profess to herself, she feels that frostiness, the chilliness in the veins of her own organism. When the last of them was escorted to the life she did vow, she was approximated by one of her loyal people, no, she didn’t thirst or hunger, she will dress herself casually, whatever she finds in hands.
They left her. She was full drawn and tired – looking, she could feel her age, beyond the Olds, she was the oldest even of the Olds, she needs her succor. Her leisure. After bathing herself and looking more proper, she found her Nina with the dome lever down, cocooned with the Dragon, near the sputtering flames which were the blazes that danced.
The shadow was playing with Nina’s serene face, beaded was her temple, she kissed her, laying down, roosting herself with their Dragon.
*
- You are back – Nina whispered. – Shhh, sleep. – How did it go? – All is well. – I heard cries in the winds, they spoke back! – she heard slave humans. – Sleep, our girl, morrow is a new day.
In the walls are inlaid answers…