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Vaid Empire: Conquest Ch. 84

Vaid Empire: Conquest is a massive fantasy series that aims to mix erotica with the quality of a published novel. New chapters and artwork are released every month for free, with the completely optional possibility to receive early access on the official Vaid Empire Website. The Series focuses heavily on worldbuilding, story, and characters.

The world of Ayphieal is shattered and chaotic, with kingdoms and tribes of six distinctive races vying for territory amongst themselves. It is only when a young human warrior finally pushes back against the chaos that the world begins to shift towards order.

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11th of Fonic, 17 AVE.

Kingdom of Harin, Great City of Visti.

Cendra's skin glimmered with perspiration as her training sword carved through the air. Though they shared her blood, the two Privictis recruits before her each met the blade with their own in turn.

The watchful eyes of many observers felt warmer than the midday sun. They studied her twisting body, noting each careful thrust of her blade. Surrounding the dueling trio, the other recruits retreated whenever the fight neared them.Vaid Empire: Conquest Ch. 84 фото

Her short skirt fluttered in the breeze, a modest garment in place of her discarded outfit. She sensed the hidden desires of the males as she moved, their curious eyes sneaking glances at their royal sibling. She leapt high over the heads of her opponents, maneuvering into a flip that granted several recruits a quick glance beneath her skirt. These were certainly her father's children, for she sensed their forbidden cravings.

Where once she'd have taken pride in her beauty, their studying eyes were now a distraction. They looked to her with awe, with curiosity, with expectation. She began to crumble beneath the pressure until her blunted blade caught the edge of her opponent's armor.

"Out," Clin said in a calm voice, gesturing for another to replace the defeated man.

Cendra blocked a thrust from the new challenger, slashing at the other. They came at her as a pair, blades dancing until she struck them both. The hint of a smile touched her lips, feeling her worry slowly succumb to the thrill of their duel.

The two were replaced, and she rolled faster than they could strike, cutting down her new opponents in mere moments. Her smile turned to a grin, then a smirk, wielding her blade as if it was part of her arm. Every movement came with increasing precision and speed until victory was no longer her sole concern. As her skills slowly rekindled, she couldn't help but show off with needlessly extravagant spins and twirls.

Every opponent departed with a harsh bruise. When only Kunir and Hazia remained, Clin allowed his favored apprentices to face his mate. They came from opposite directions, hoping to outmaneuver their foe. As they moved to cut her down, a swift twist of her body and blade redirected them both, allowing Cendra to smack her blunt weapon against Kunir's dented helmet. Hazia missed a thrust, receiving the hilt of the princess's blade hard into her stomach.

With her opponents collapsing into the sand of the courtyard, Cendra almost raised her blade in triumphant as the defeated crowd cheered. Instead, she saw Clin watching her expectantly.

Kunir rose with a groan, his glaring eyes easing with new respect. Cendra felt the urge to revel in her superiority slip from her fingers, reaching down to offer Hazia a hand. The girl accepted it with a pained smirk as she was helped to her feet.

"Well done. Let's hope those bruises teach you all something of humility," Clin stated loudly. "There shall always be an opponent greater than you. When you finally meet the foe that holds your end, will you prefer to face him alone, or to stand with your brothers and sisters as you do now, beaten and bloodied?"

Cendra felt Hazia's hand leave hers, seeing a nod of gratitude.

"The luxury of kinship is quite simple," Clin continued. "You'll never need to endure defeat alone."

Something in his words made Cendra's hand twitch. As she looked at the crowd of recruits, she permitted a smile.

12th of Fonic, 17 AVE.

Kingdom of Harin, Great City of Visti.

"Help... y... your mother... my boy..."

Clin was back in the jungle. Once more he was a child. Once more he felt his mother drowning as his foot pushed her head beneath the shallow water. Once more he awoke, screaming.

Sweat drenched his bare body as he gasped for breath, trying to calm the pounding of his heart as he returned to reality. He was within Cendra's private chambers, having moved his few belongings to rejoin her. Cliax's tiny bed rested against the far wall. The young prince stirred uncomfortably from the noise, though his silver eyes remained shut. Such nightly outbursts were hardly rare these days.

The only thing Cendra's chamber lacked was Cendra herself. Alone, Clin buried his face in his hands, taking a calming breath before rising. He left the warmth of the bed behind, not bothering to conceal himself as he made for the side door. He wasn't surprised to find the princess behind it, standing in the darkness of the small room connecting to the rooftop garden.

"You had a nightmare," Cendra stated, standing before the table that held her sword. Her arms remained folded across her bare chest.

"Cliax didn't wake." He crossed the room in mere steps, wrapping his arms around her from behind. "How long have you stared at that thing?"

She frowned in the darkness, seeing moonlight gleam off the white blade through the window. "That thing is more valuable than any army."

"Yet you leave it to collect dust." He kissed her head, more tired than he had been before falling asleep. "I'm certain the recruits would be ecstatic to see it wielded in person."

Cendra shivered. Clin held her tighter, mistaking her reaction for a sign of cold. She lowered her eyes from the blade. "Do they truly benefit from my presence?"

Clin saw her stiffen, hearing the concealed doubt in her tone. "Certainly. Do you think I could train them half as well without your knowledge of their powers?" Though he chuckled lightly, his mood dampened when she remained still with silent worry. His voice grew serious. "You have a valued place among us."

She hesitated, touching his arms. "I've long pondered how it'd feel to stand beside my siblings as allies. Now I have." Her grip tightened as her tone softened. "I can't say their... fellowship is unpleasant."

"You've already had a sibling to stand beside," Clin said, feeling her pull away.

"Don't start that again." Cendra crossed her arms once more as she stepped away, turning to face him. "I know what I did. You all chide me for pushing Vixin away, even as you continue to wake with guilt of your own."

Though her words had been harsher than she had intended, he heard the sorrow in her tone. He released a deep sigh that carried the weight of decades. "So I do. I had hoped I'd be beyond my nightmares by now. After all I've done, all we've built, they remain. I'm tired, Cendra."

"As am I." She dared to meet his weary eyes. "If your trust in me remains lacking, so be it. Without knowing what plagues your past, I can do little but urge you to focus on our future. Though, I suppose that hasn't been enough to cure you."

"My trust isn't lacking." He stepped closer with the grimace of a silent apology. "My burdens are merely my own."

She stepped back once more, nearly touching the curved walls of the round chamber. "Yet they remain, and I am left only to wonder impotently, unable to assist."

Clin stared at her. When he finally moved, he walked to the window in silence. The darkness of a conquered city lay below. For a moment, he felt very far from home. "I merely want to sleep. I'm tired of running."

"Then stop. Unburden yourself so you may rest." She uncrossed her arms. "Do you truly believe anything you reveal shall separate us?"

When he felt her hand on his back, Clin sighed once more. "Yet you're rebuilding yourself. There's no need to carry the past of another as you move forward."

Cendra blushed. Is that what others thought? "I'd rather 'move forward' with no secrets between us. I require you at my side, not lost in nightmares."

He turned to meet her silver eyes, pondering. Her soft skin nearly glowed in the moonlight, an ethereal beauty bare at his side. "I suppose, after Kisrin, sheltering you from harsh realities is no longer a mercy."

She felt her hand quiver at the mention of her defeat, though pushed her body against his. "I don't need protection like a child. I need the truth, as your mate. It's time, Clin."

He searched her eyes, seeking a single hint of doubt. When he found none, he nodded. "Perhaps you're right, yet you must promise the truth won't undo our years together."

"You are the father of my son. I'd stand at your side as you burned the world," Cendra said, taking his hands.

Clin frowned at her words. "My deeds aren't nearly as harsh, yet they echo through me as clear as the night they occurred. I was merely a boy in the rainforest, following my mother's commands."

"You've never spoken of her."

"Nor shall I speak of her further beyond tonight." He grimaced. "She was a vile woman, as blinded by her hatred of outsiders as I was to her malice. A good son should never disobey his mother, and so I followed her through the trees as we hunted. When we came across an encampment of outsiders, she named them our enemies before they ever uttered a word."

"Were they?" She studied him with curiosity, concealing a grin. Finally, she was receiving what she had always longed for. Finally, he trusted her entirely.

"No," he replied, the word sounding as if it'd choke him. "Perhaps one day. Perhaps they would've forged a settlement of their own. That night, however, they were only a group of families huddled in tents to escape the rain. Hesin later told Nitri's elders how they had fled from the destruction of a minor settlement far to the south."

Cendra's lips tightened. "Ah. Hesin. Then this is the source of that grotesque man's animosity?"

"The man is free to hate me," Clin replied firmly. "I followed my mother willingly to a nearby cave. I did nothing when she explained that a horrid creature rested within, and I eagerly obeyed when she ordered me to assist her in luring it forth. Only when it caught the scent of the camp did I understand the horrid depths of my mistake."

She felt his hand squeeze, almost tight enough to hurt.

"I hear them in my dreams." He appeared to look through her, far into the distance beyond the curved walls around them. "Children crying. Women screaming. I stood and watched through the trees." He paused, his face hard with agony. "Of course, my mother hadn't escaped unharmed. As we led the beast to the camp, running faster than I thought I could, the creature's towering head knocked down any tree branches that stood in its way. One... struck her."

"I'm sorry, my love," she said, her voice smooth. She slipped from his grasp to touch his chest. The feeling of her soft hand was his only comfort. "If you had told me we share the loss of our-"

"The branch didn't kill her." His face hardened, as pale as the blade beside them. "It pinned her beneath its weight, but it didn't kill her. I tried to lift it. I tried to free her. The area had been flooded by rain, deep enough to reach my knees, and I tried keep her head above the water."

Whatever joy she felt at the revelation turned to ash. "She drowned?"

Clin nodded. "I couldn't lift it." He hesitated until he couldn't endure. "Ah... what a lie that is. I tried, but I stopped! I watched the destruction we had caused. I saw the women, the children, the families destroyed! I pushed her head under the water myself..."

Seeing the agony in his eyes, Cendra touched his cheek. There was little she could say, and when words failed her, she held him close.

"We believed we were protecting Nitri," he said in a voice just above a whisper. "I saw Hesin through the trees. He witnessed what I... ah, he knows the full of it. He hates me, and just so. We were merely boys, and already he had lost everything. Did you know he had a brother?" Clin felt a building within his chest, threatening to consume him until he released a long sigh. He touched his head wearily, feeling decades older than he was. "He had a brother..."

She waited. Silence lingered between them, wrapped in the darkness of the night. When she finally met him with eyes of worry, she spoke softer than she ever had in his presence. "You were only children. Surely, you must know you weren't at fault."

Clin straightened with a miserable frown. "A man can accept his deeds and strive to redeem himself, or he can place the blame upon others and never escape. Hesin knows what I did."

"Yet they weren't your deeds. Let him hate your mother if he likes, yet you?" Cendra sensed the sword beside her, its power faintly tingling. "You merely followed her command."

Clin peered at her wearily. "A child isn't responsible for the deeds of their parents, yet I committed the deed at her side."

"You knew no better. She plotted their destruction, not you," she hurried to reply. "Hesin can sulk all he likes, yet he'd be a fool to blame you for the crimes of your..."

He watched her words trail off as realization filled her eyes. With a nod, he sighed. "Well said."

"That's different," she replied, hardly bothering to put conviction in her tone.

"Indeed. I committed the deed at her side and shall always have to live with that fact. Your sister, however..."

She felt her chest tighten. "Don't."

He heard the doubt in her tone, echoes of old thoughts. There'd be no point in a lecture she already understood. They stood in silence once more as he watched her expression harden, then begin to break. He gently wrapped her in his arms.

"I don't hate her," she finally whispered. The truth choked her, feeling a dampness that she hated forming in her silver eyes. She rested her head against his chest, releasing a pained groan. "Clin... did I waste all these years without her?"

Clin stroked her black royal hair as he calmed her. "Wasted or not, there are many more years ahead. You can accept your mistakes and rectify them or continue to fight without her at your side."

"She hates me now," Cendra whispered. "I can feel it."

"Vixin is a caring woman. Give her time. If she never forgives you, at least stand knowing you did all you could." He felt his neatly trimmed beard brush against her, his once golden strands now mixed with more grey than he liked. "Let your past mistakes burn with your fleet at Kisrin."

She breathed uneasily, feeling weak. "Won't you do the same?"

He nodded wearily. "When I've earned it. Someday, when I've reached my end, I hope to stand firm, unshaken, knowing I may call myself a good man. Until then, Hesin may have his hate."

Cendra sighed. "You're already a good man, you fool."

A memory of Hesin's voice echoed through his mind. "Confess." He shook his head with a grimace. "No. Not yet. Still, I take it the truth hasn't soured your opinion of me?"

She pulled back, nearly glaring. "Don't be a fool. If you've granted me your darkest secret, I may rest easy. Greater men have done far worse for much less. Besides, I can hardly pass judgment when my own hands are far from clean." She touched her belly, lowering her eyes with a thought of her father. "I still owe you."

"The woman that stands at my side through such truths owes me nothing." He kissed her softly.

"I do. The pregnancy..." She scowled. "You may have any pretty slave you desire. It's only fair. I may summon one tonight for you if it'll ease your nightmares." Her grip tightened as worry claimed her gaze. "Only... pull out. I know I broke our agreement, yet if I discovered your child in another woman, I'd..." Her voice quivered. "Just... don't. Please."

Seeing the pleading in her eyes, he caressed her cheek. "My seed is yours alone. A good man keeps his vows, and Cliax is more of a gift than I deserve." He watched her fear ease. "Summon no slave. Leave the sword. I'd rest beside my mate tonight, or not at all."

Allowing a relieved smile, she took his arm, leading him back to bed. The past had been laid bare, and she pulled him closer than before. Yet when she sensed the sword calling to her, she pondered his words. "Give her time."

14th of Fonic, 17 AVE.

Domani, Capital of The Vaid Empire.

The laughter of children echoed through the entrance lounge of Vixin's private apartments. Lying upon one of the many cushions littering the rectangular chamber, she watched them play.

Jinilya ran around the edge of the shallow pool in the center, chased by the two youngest of Rosila's three children. They were echoes of Vixin's former mistress, a constant reminder of her past training. The eldest of the pair, Rosila The Younger, easily caught up with the fleeing toddler, though pretended to lag behind. Her younger sister, however, showed no such restraint. Just older than Jinilya, Onza outstretched her hand, trying to catch the slightly smaller girl as they raced.

Vixin chuckled, watching her wards play with a motherly glee. The sounds of Jinilya's wild giggles caused her heart to flutter, moving her hand to rest upon her flat belly. Wearing only a loincloth, she felt her own soft skin as an emptiness filled her womb. She wanted another baby.

Having given birth to her latest child months ago, her everlasting craving had already returned in full force. Of the pair of slaves that had competed to impregnate her, she was pleased to have congratulated the Arkos, for a beautiful hybrid daughter had slipped from her royal loins. Though the child had already been granted into the care of The Sages, she still smiled with glee even now, feeling a deep fulfillment at knowing her bloodline had mixed with another species. She was certainly her father's daughter.

The craving ache within her womb continued as she watched Onza catch up with Jinilya. Though it was unthinkable for anyone to lay a hand upon the granddaughter of The God Emperor, the toddler knew no better as she shoved the princess aside. Jinilya stumbled, recovered her balance, and glared viciously. She hurried to catch up, grabbing Onza's by the arm.

Lost in her thoughts of pregnancy, Vixin touched her own inner thigh, blushing as a warmth grew between her legs. Her distraction was shattered when she heard a splash. Jumping to her feet, she saw Jinilya in the water, pushing Onza's head beneath the surface. She reached in, pulling the girls apart and yanking them from the pool. "Bad girl!" she said, spanking her daughter after ensuring Onza was unharmed. "She's family! Never hurt a member of your blood!"

Jinilya winced in pain as she silently accepted the punishment. Her glare remained, eying Onza as if she were prey. Vixin sensed a gathering of power within her daughter, yet a second spank dissolved the girl's concentration.

"Take them to their rooms. I'll speak to Jinilya after she's had time to ponder her mistake," Vixin commanded the young Rosila as the girl took the hands of both children to lead them away. The princess watched her go, sighing when she was alone.

Standing, she departed the lounge and moved into her personal bedchamber. Orange light from the setting sun poured through the open doors at both sides of her oversized bed, trickling over her skin as her hips swayed. She walked toward her desk, sitting down as she felt the chair's silky cushion against her bare rump.

 

Drumming her fingers atop the desk, Vixin's other hand idly traced the knob to a drawer as she pondered. Days ago, Jinilya had tripped a slave atop a staircase, and only Vixin's quick hand had prevented the poor girl from tumbling down the stone steps. Now Onza had caught her daughter's wrath. Vixin frowned with concern.

Feeling remnants of the warmth between her thighs, she opened the drawer, seeing several wooden boxes inside. She touched the lid of the smallest, her fingers feeling the smooth carved surface as she allowed her worries to rest. Though she considered summoning a slave for the night, or inviting Salduin into her bed, she instead opened the box.

"Hungry, little one?" she chuckled as she raised the box, seeing an orange vibshir writhing within. The slug nearly seemed to react to her voice. "Oh, you won't find me dry tonight, if ever. Mommy had particularly strong... thoughts all day."

A quiet knock upon the door startled her, nearly dropping the box. In her distraction, she hadn't sensed Yisi's presence approaching, standing just outside. She smiled, closing the box before calling out. "Come in!"

Yisi slowly opened the door, stepping inside only after a welcoming gesture from Vixin. She stood before the princess, eyes lowered to the floor as she clasped her hands behind her back. "I apologize for the intrusion. I sensed Onza's distress."

"From your room?" Vixin asked in surprise. Her thighs subtly rubbed together, concealing the growing ache between them.

"From behind the door to the lounge. I was waiting," she corrected, nearly appearing embarrassed. She shifted uncomfortably, her skintight one-suit clinging to her form. The black fabric of her outfit held hints of mud on her legs and sleeves. "I wanted to speak with you. Alone."

"Of course, Yisi. You always have my ear." She sensed the younger woman's nervous hesitation as Vixin gestured to the round table against the nearby wall. "Come. You may speak whatever's on your mind."

Yisi walked with her before sitting, their chairs on opposite sides of the table. As small as it was, she felt as though they were miles apart. "I was riding today, and I..." She swallowed. "I suppose I should thank you again, first."

"No need, so long as you're happy." Vixin's smile widened, even as the girl refused to meet her gaze. "Go on."

Yisi's ever so serious expression subtly eased, mixing with a hint of redness to her cheeks when she finally spoke. "I thought of how you... how we kissed."

Vixin's chest tightened. "Ah, I see. I'm sorry, Yisi. I got carried away in the moment. You were so happy, and I merely hope I didn't spoil the bond we share."

Shaking her head, Yisi finally met her silver eyes with the tiniest hint of panic. "No. Nothing was spoiled. I was surprised, but now I've had time to ponder. There is much I must say, princess."

"You know how I feel about you calling me such titles. Please, use my name," she replied softly. When Yisi hesitated, she reached across the table, gently taking the younger woman's hand. "There is nothing in the world you must fear to tell me. Go on."

The touch of their hands together nearly tingled, and Vixin felt their spiritual bond, sensing their shared blood. They were daughters of The God Emperor, their connection running FAR deeper than skin. Yisi's blush darkened.

"I know what we are. I know that what I feel would be condemned by many." Yisi paused, feeling the warmth of the royal hand holding hers. "Hardly have I ever been permitted to choose. I was beneath my mother's thumb. Then, I was trapped in Domani. Now, I have a lixidion." Her face hardened further. When she spoke, the firmness of her tone surprised Vixin. "Your gift was a taste of freedom. Your kiss was an offer. Now, it's my turn to make a choice for myself. I want more."

Vixin felt a flutter in her chest, tightening her grip. "Truly?"

Yisi nodded slowly. "The Sages say bonds between kin are the most sacred. Now, they say intimate thoughts about kin are an extension of familial affections." Her tone remained firm, an odd display from such a quiet girl. "I see the path they are laying. I know your kiss meant more. I..." She blushed, yet her expression held conviction. "I want this. I want what you offer."

"Yisi, do you understand what you're asking for?" Vixin leaned closer, unbelieving her ears.

"I do." Yisi's expression began to soften. "You've been... everything to me. You accepted me as family when none cared to. You've granted me a home." A hint of moisture gathered within her eyes, quickly blinked away as her lips tightened. "I want this. I want you. I've made my choice, Vixin."

Feeling emotion claim her own silver eyes, a wetness building both in her gaze and between her thighs, Vixin released a relieved breath. "If that's truly what you want..." She leaned further, pressing her lips to her sister's. She didn't pull away, remaining together as Vixin tasted her. When they parted, they both blushed. "I could hope for nothing less."

Yisi appeared as if a colossal weight had been lifted from her shoulders, finally permitting a small smile. "If I must be a part of this world, I chose to do so with you." She kissed her once more, pulling her closer.

Vixin closed her eyes, savoring Yisi's lips before her urges drove her tongue forth. It slid into the younger woman's mouth, feeling her react with surprise. A shutter ran through the princess, tasting Yisi's saliva as her tongue explored.

They both moved closer, abandoning their chairs as they stood. Hands found flesh, Vixin caressing Yisi's thighs while she held Vixin's hips.

"Come, Yisi. Don't hold back now..." she said as their lips briefly parted. When they rejoined, she took the girl's hands, slowly guiding them up her body. Yisi felt her soft skin before her fingertips brushed Vixin's breasts, sliding to hold them in her grasp. A moan escaped the princess, long withheld.

"I don't know how to-" Yisi was cut off as her tongue met Vixin's, beginning to dance and duel. Vixin prompted her to squeeze, allowing the girl to feel her soft flesh before she moved to explore the body before her. She caressed Yisi, feeling her athletic and feminine form through the tight fabric of her one-suit.

Hands creeping upwards, Vixin couldn't help but feel the perky young breasts in front of her for the first time as well, moaning with a long-concealed craving. They rested in her grasp, two round mounds, as recent imaginings of how they'd feel were confirmed. The days after their first kiss had been her torment, uncertain if she had overstepped, and overcome with the small taste she had received. Yisi had become a woman before her eyes, her body blossoming into a flawless artwork of beauty. Now, she was hers.

The act of touching another woman's breasts made Yisi's breaths deepen, feeling a stirring between her virgin thighs. The body of any woman would've held her attention, yet this was no stranger. Her hands tingled with the sensation of a forbidden touch, knowing she fondled her sister. Her tongue licked Vixin's with a growing desire, her taboo curiosities bubbling to the surface.

Pulling Yisi closer, Vixin guided the younger woman to sit on the edge of the table. Standing between her parted legs, she ran a hand slowly up Yisi's thigh, feeling the girl quiver as every second teased her. The moment had arrived, inches away from a touch that could never be undone. When her fingers found their target, Yisi moaned as Vixin cupped her waiting groin. They pressed their foreheads together, their gazes dripping with desire as they met. Unable to delay a moment longer, Vixin began to rub her through her one-suit.

"Vixin..." Yisi moaned, her tone carrying her craving. Never had another touched the treasure between her thighs. The sensation of a hand other than her own sent a tingle through her loins, coaxing forth urges from the depths of her mind. Her hips began to lightly grind against Vixin's hand, her body ready for more.

A tingle of lust ran up the princess's spine, feeling what she had long imagined. Only thin fabric separated her rubbing fingers from a supple vagina that shared her blood. Long had she cared for the girl at her fingertips, watching over and ensuring her safety. Now, she sought only to see her squirm. "I love you, Yisi."

The girl moaned, her thighs trembling at the princess's touch. She reached up, beginning to unfasten her one-suit. "Then nothing should lay... ah... between us."

Vixin watched as she pulled her suit down, revealing her young breasts. The sight of them flared Vixin's lusts further, their tongues continuing to dance whenever they met. Her free hand reached up to assist her in undressing, leaving her bare above her feminine waist.

Slowly, Yisi stood, feeling a deep ache when Vixin's fingers left her. They had taken a step, yet she was far from content. She pulled the one-suit down, sliding the fabric to rest just below her navel. "This is all... new to me."

Vixin touched her cheek with a motherly gentleness. "We'll do no more than what you're ready for. Merely follow my lead, and I'll do the rest." She took her hands and slowly led her to the bed. With a gesture, she prompted Yisi to lie down.

She eased onto her back, feeling Vixin grip her one-suit. Slowly, the princess pulled it down further, revealing more. Hungry silver eyes took in the sight of her, lips parting in lust.

Vixin released a warm breath, pulling the suit down her nimble legs and discarding it to the floor. Slowly, she grabbed Yisi's legs, gently guiding them to part. She quivered, taking in the sight of the beauty between Yisi's girly thighs. "Flawless..."

A rare smile broke across the girl's face, lying back in enjoyment at the praise. She spread her legs wider, biting her lip at the taboo nature of the moment. Vixin had been a mother to her. She had been a sister. Now, she'd accept her as a lover. No other future would suffice. Without her, she'd mount her lixidion and never look back. With her, she'd survive anything. "Are you... pleased?"

"Utterly," Vixin nearly purred in lust. With a single finger, she brushed her lower lips softly for the first time, feeling her delicate pink petals. She saw Yisi shudder. "You are perfect."

She carefully traced her labia, feeling the girl growing wetter with anticipation. The complement coaxed something within Yisi, causing her to take Vixin's hand without thinking. Though surprised, the princess didn't resist as she was slowly guided to join her, pulled into a kiss.

Atop Yisi, Vixin savored each movement of their mouths, tongues meeting. Her hand crept down the girl's athletic belly, feeling her squirm as she found her lower lips. Yisi moaned, feeling a finger lightly tease her pink folds. When it brushed against her clit, her hips pushed against her new lover.

Vixin began to rub her steadily moistening vagina, their bodies lightly writhing in lust. Her other hand slid behind Yisi's head, holding her close.

As her loins tingled at the unfamiliar sensation of another's touch, Yisi wrapped her arms around Vixin. Solitude had long been her sanctuary, yet with her, she felt her mind easing. She was safe.

Two slick fingers teased Yisi's folds before daring to venture forth. They began to slide inside, inciting a deep moan as they sank into her virgin tightness. Vixin easily found her most sensitive area, stroking it gently as Yisi's hips pushed against her. The feeling of her squeezing around her intruding fingers only fueling Vixin's growing cravings further.

"Moan louder for me, Yisi. You'll find no judgment here," Vixin said, her soft breath hot in the girl's ear. "This night is ours, and ours alone. Show me this is what you truly want."

The command coaxed an odd feeling within Yisi. Countless others had told her what to do every day of her existence. Now she had found a path forward, and already she was being granted orders. She felt a strange urge gradually building, inciting her to grab Vixin tightly as she forced her to roll over. Aggressively claiming her place on top, a vicious grin of lust was replaced by an apologetic expression when she saw the surprise in the princess's eyes.

"Where did that come from?" Vixin chuckled, her back pressed into the bed. The unexpected forcefulness of the quiet girl sent an excited tingle through her body.

"I... want to see you," she replied quickly, unable to resist her grin from forming again. For once, it looked natural upon her pretty face, her eyes filling with a commanding hunger she didn't know she possessed. "I want to see what's mine."

"Yours?" Vixin bit her lip, feeling a hint of her submissive nature as the girl held her down. She watched as Yisi turned around, her movements nervous and clumsy as she straddled her waist. Met with the sight of the girl's rear, Vixin grabbed her hips in satisfaction. "I'd like nothing more. Go ahead, sweet girl. No inch of my body is off limits to you."

Though she proceeded uncertainly, every second of being on top coaxed her arousal. For the first time in her life, she was in control. Reaching down, her hands trembled as she touched the string of Vixin's loincloth. She paused, concentrating to steady her hand. The trembling stopped as she released a breath. Slowly, she untied the strings with confident fingers until they parted. The cloth sat draped between Vixin's legs, the last defense concealing the only area she had never seen. With her heart beating hard, she used two fingers to slowly pull it away until she was revealed.

Thighs spread wide to grant the younger woman as much access as possible, Vixin watched Yisi bend over further to get a closer look. Yisi silently studied the treasure before her, hand hesitating. It was her choice to touch, and thus, her fingers brushed over the labia under her gaze. She gasped, feeling the utter taboo nature of the deed seeping through her. The vagina at her fingertips was that of her sister, a thought that only coaxed her desire further.

"Come, Yisi," Vixin said, guiding her hips. Lost in lust at the sight, Yisi obeyed with minor resistance, moving until she straddled Vixin's head. With her sister's groin mere inches from her face, Vixin held the girl's thighs, taking in her sweet scent. The smell reminded her of flowers, matching her own. Her fingers nearly dug into the ultra-soft skin of her feminine thighs, feeling desire consume her from the thought of their shared blood. She pulled her closer, her eager tongue ready when Yisi's labia pressed against her face.

A sharp inhalation of breath spoke of Yisi's surprise, squeezing her thighs tightly around Vixin's head as she felt her tongue. The new sensation forced her to cover her mouth, withholding a deep moan. The tongue lapped at her lower lips, merely teasing her.

Vixin licked her juices, the familiar taste yet another reminder of their kinship. She wanted to consume her, to drive her tongue as deep as possible, yet she restrained herself. Her experienced tongue prodded just enough to make her quiver, easing into the pleasure to come.

Yisi groaned into her hand, nearly yelping when Vixin's tongue found her clit. Slowly, her body began to relax, reminding herself that she was safe in Vixin's presence. She pulled her hand from her mouth, uttering a whimper as she pushed her groin harder against her lips.

The royal vagina below Yisi waited, aching, craving attention. Her curiosity got the better of her, lying down fully atop Vixin. With her own mouth pressing closer to the princess's soaking womanhood, Yisi hesitated. She knew nothing of what she intended to do. The tongue massaging her own lower lips moved with a skill she couldn't hope to match, yet her opportunity to taste her lover awaited, tempting her. When she found her courage, her head sank, allowing her tongue to drag across the pink folds being offered. Closing her eyes, hardly believing her luck, she felt as though she were drifting through a dream.

Only then did Vixin truly begin. Feeling the inexperienced tongue between her legs, she held the girl's hips firmly in place. The sensitive clit pressing against her lips became her target, her own tongue flicking back and forth. Yisi's legs began to tremble, only encouraging her to work harder.

"That's..." Yisi tried to say, only to moan. How had she endured life thus far without experiencing such a sensation? She cried out in bliss before delving into her own ready meal, tasting her princess. Attempting clumsily to replicate the movements she felt, only Yisi's pleasure prevented her from feeling foolish.

Vixin chuckled at her vigorous attempts to please her, knowing there'd be time later to train her pretty mouth. For now, she reveled in Yisi's taste, making her girl squirm. She could feel her blood yearning for her sister, noting how similar their vaginas were. They held each other, heads between thighs, two daughters of The God Emperor.

Yisi began to shake, feeling herself building towards an orgasm. Vixin massaged her clit as she briefly pulled away to speak. "Yes, Yisi. Cum! You're with me, sweet girl. It's safe to cum..."

Feeling Vixin's tongue pushing deeply before returning to her clit, Yisi threw her head back, unable to stop herself. Her pleasure was an eruption, a bursting deep within her loins that spread throughout her body. With trembling legs, Yisi's strong thighs trapped Vixin's head, squeezing tightly.

In no other place was Vixin more comfortable than between the thighs of a cumming girl. A wide smile decorated her pretty face as she delighted in Yisi's juices, lapping at her labia as if she would perish from thirst. Nothing but the taste of her own juices had ever been sweeter, feeling as though she'd grow addicted within seconds.

As Yisi shook, Vixin quivered. Her needy vagina clenched, practically begging for attention. The knowledge that she tasted her sibling proved to be unbearable, her loins aching desperately with lust.

An orgasm faded, and a devious plan was conceived. Yisi eased onto her belly, feeling her body tingle with tiny pulses from between her thighs. Vixin held her for as long as she could endure before gently rolling the girl off to the side. Hurrying to her feet, her loins dripping down her thighs, she walked to the desk and opened the drawer. Yisi lifted her head to watch her pull two small boxes from the desk, opening them with eager hands.

"As much as I'd like to train that little tongue of yours, I can't wait," Vixin said as she watched six vibshirs writhing within the first box. In the second, a metal cylinder waited, next to a small glass vial. Picking them up, she returned to the bed. "Being near you feels... right. I can sense you, our blood, and your touch is driving me... insane. I require something extra for our first night, else I fear I'll grind against you until you break."

Yisi sat up as she eyed the slugs squirming in her sister's palm, oddly intrigued. When Vixin stroked them, inciting them to begin vibrating intensely, she gawked at them in awe. "Are those... from my mother?"

"Yes, your mother granted me my first, but I've found a way to... enhance my collection." She unfastened the cylinder's top, revealing it to be hollow. With eager fingers, she picked up each vibshir and dropped them inside, one by one. The cylinder began to vibrate from their movement. She picked up the vial and began to pour an orange liquid inside. "Juice from the fruit of a palo tree. They'll continue to vibrate for days if I leave them inside, but I suspect we won't need them for nearly so long."

Feeling her thighs lightly clench as lewd possibilities trickled through her mind, Yisi watched her seal the cylinder, seeing that both ends were rounded. She held it for her to study. Longer and thicker than her finger, its smooth white surface was carved with the image of House Vaid's crescent moon. A smile more devious than she had ever displayed crept across her lips. "You want me to use... that on you?"

 

"Me? No. We'll enjoy it together." She slid her hand up Yisi's soft thigh with a chuckle. "Though someone remains a virgin to such pleasures. I'll grant you a taste."

The cylinder buzzed as it neared her, dragging up her thigh. The sensation was bizarre, entirely new to her flawless skin. She spread her legs without resistance. Every inch it approached parted her lips further with anticipation, her loins tingling with curiosity. When it finally met her womanhood, she gasped.

Vixin gently pressed the cylinder to Yisi's labia, hearing her squeak before pulling away. She knew better than most how overstimulating their vibrations could be. A second touch lasted longer, making Yisi moan as it rubbed between her legs.

The entirely new sensation tickled Yisi's lower lips until she pushed her hips forward, rubbing against it. Vixin pulled away, receiving a frustrated whine as she teased her.

"As I said, together." Vixin moved closer, pushing Yisi onto her back with a playful smile. Lying down across from her, she spread her legs before slowly approaching. Mere inches separated them, the distance closing with a gasp as she felt their loins met. They pressed against each other, their wet vaginas lightly rubbing together as Vixin moved her hips. "Yisi..."

The girl blushed, feeling her sister's vagina against hers. Their incestuous juices mixed, filling the room with a sweet, taboo scent. She shuddered in lust, feeling Vixin rubbing against her. She tried to match her movements despite her inexperience.

A low buzzing echoed from the cylinder in Vixin's hand as she teased her nipple, savoring the feeling of Yisi against her. This was the moment she had always craved, sharing her pleasure with a sister. "I love you, Yisi..."

Though she didn't respond, Yisi moaned as her virgin folds pressed hard against the princess. When Vixin brought the cylinder between their legs, her eyes widened in curiosity.

"I'd stay wrapped in your legs for hours, but now, I need to cum," Vixin explained with dripping desperation. She guided the cylinder between them. It continued to vibrate intensely, carefully sliding between their loins. Together they held it, trapping it between them.

With her labia pressed against the cylinder, Yisi whimpered hungrily. They continued to grind against each other, their lower lips rubbing hard against the white metal. A part of her craved to push its tip inside, though knew she had never spoiled her virgin depths with outside objects. That'd be a step too far, a final moment she could continue to fear. Instead, she savored the vibrations. "This... feels... ahh... fuck..."

Vixin chuckled, seeing Yisi writhe. She had never heard her speak such a word, nor saw anything resembling pleasure in her expression before. Now, safe from the eyes of the world with only each other, she saw the truth of her. The solemn girl she had cared for gritted her teeth, sensually moving her hips for more.

The cylinder buzzed between them, their loins caressing its surface. The carved symbol of House Vaid was quickly drenched in their juices, making Yisi moan. She wasn't a Vaid. She was an outsider, restricted from her father's House like so many of his countless bastards. Now, she made love to his legitimate daughter, rubbing against the title she had been denied. For a moment, a hint of emotion tightened her chest, no longer feeling quite so alone.

Vixin rubbed her clit against the cylinder, her silver eyes fluttering. "Yisi... we... ahh... share The God Emperor's blood. We share his gifts. You must know... ahh... we'll never grow old. We may have hundreds of years together... if this is truly what you seek..."

The hope in the princess's voice struck something within her, igniting emotions she had long withheld. Such hope had been her own, knowing Vixin could become her companion, a trusted lover for eternity. The rest of the world was beyond her concern as she rubbed against the one person she cared for. "I... do want... ahh... this, more than you understand, Vixin..."

Smiling, Vixin held the girl's leg, using it as leverage to grind harder. "Then I shall never fail you. Cum... ahh... with me, Yisi..."

Her royal hand caressed the younger woman's thigh, obsessing over every inch. Vixin moaned, delighting in every second their loins touched, the vibration causing her to quiver. She watched Yisi blush with pleasure, silently thanking her father for siring such a beautiful girl.

"I'm... nearly... ahh..." Yisi moaned.

Vixin held her leg tighter, preparing as her pleasure built. Their loins tingled together, sister against sister. She focused upon their blood, feeling their biological connection, until she cried out.

Trembling, two daughters of The God Emperor orgasmed together. Their cries echoed through the chamber, their juices drenching the bed. The vibration continued, driving them wild as they seized. Vixin felt Yisi's spasming movements, delighting in knowing her girl was cumming with her.

Gasping for breath when their climax faded, they both fell limp. They rested on their backs, soaking wet, their legs entangled.

Vixin gently pulled the cylinder from between them, hearing its continued buzzing as she discarded it beside her. She sat up, seeing Yisi's chest rise and fall with satisfied breaths. She chuckled, knowing her virgin girl was at her limit.

Moving to Yisi's side, Vixin pressed herself against her, holding her tight. Their bare bodies rested together, two gorgeous beauties inside the top of The Empire's heart.

"I love you..." Vixin muttered, draping her leg over her sister's body. She pushed against her, lightly rubbing Yisi's thigh between her legs. One orgasm was hardly enough to satisfy her experienced body, yet she'd endure for the younger woman's sake.

Yisi closed her eyes, feeling a deep peace claim her for the first time. For once, she could rest in a place she knew she belonged. For once, she had a companion. For once, she didn't feel the urge to ride far away. Finally, she confessed. "I love you, Vixin."

20th of Fonic, 17 AVE.

Kingdom of Harin, Great City of Visti.

The city bustled loudly with commotion below her window, yet Cendra focused upon the outfit laying before her. Finally, the legion was preparing to depart the azure city by The God Emperor's command.

Ships waited to carry her home from the accursed north, loading supplies for the journey. She'd return to The Capital as a failure. There was no escaping such a harsh truth. As she picked up her old outfit, feeling it for the first time in too long, she slowly began to dress. Thoughts of her burning fleet echoed in her mind as the fabric touched her skin, pulling it into place. A thought of her recruits allowed her to breathe, enduring the emotion simmering beneath her control. She remembered their lessons, seeing them improving their abilities with her assistance. The emotion eased, allowing her to relax.

She took a step, hearing the click of her boot against the floor of her chambers. The sound sparked something within her, straightening her posture.

As she moved to the small round room connecting her quarters to the garden, she slowly approached her sword. Silver eyes caressed its elegant details from afar, each step bringing her closer.

A silent hum of power echoed from the blade for her ears only. She sensed it calling to her, demanding the hand of an imperial princess. Whatever she was now hesitated.

Her hand neared the hilt, feeling the weight of her father's presence hanging over her. Had her failure made her unworthy of such a gift?

"You'll name me The Goddess of War before I'm done with Kisrin," she had promised him. What a colossal fool she had been. Cendra peered back at the window behind her, seeing hints of her reflection in the glass. Her expression hardened. The old Cendra had drowned with her fleet.

"Give her time," Clin's words echoed through her memory.

Cendra's hand touched the hilt, fingers wrapping around to grasp it. A shiver ran down her spine, feeling its power after so long. The blade hummed to life.

"So be it." She lifted the sword, watching flame trickle up its blade. It was time to return, remade, reborn. It was time to rectify her failures.

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