HPDBC Chapter 321: I will be king! - Maria's Lament
Chapter 321: I will be king! - Maria's Lament
"Maria Svesta, you are left with no choice in this matter. Your king is no more, your son has perished, and the majority of your nobility are being twisted into abominations!" Asura grinned, his voice stern and powerful, causing her lips to tremble.
The threat to her kingdom was more than just a mere danger, and one catastrophe loomed. She became stunned, feeling Asura's strong desire, yet Maria could only tremble on the ground beyond the orc threat.
Maria realised that this man was far worse a threat to her kingdom than the cultists! "My.... son? He is dead... you lie! You must be lying!" Like a wench losing her last coin, Maria called out, her eyes filling with watery tears.
Pah!
Asura's left hand swung out, slapping Maria's face, sending her body floating across the room, her unsightly body on full display as she forgot to grasp her clothes. The news of her son's death was too raw and dug deep into her despair. "How could he be dead... My son, is he really gone?" Her soft voice and weak eyes looked at Vela as if seeking salvation from the princess.
"However, let me tell you I don't plan to make you a slave or sully your nobility. Instead, you will become my liege vassal, along with your beloved Alan. I swear to save him and return him to you unharmed." Asura used a cruel and unfair bargaining chip, but he didn't care for this woman; the ones he cared for were sleeping above him and watching him right now.
His words were like the devil charming a poor, innocent soul onto the path of damnation.
"..."
Silence filled the room like the unwanted stench from a latrine.
Several minutes passed.
Maria finally made her choice.
"What do you mean by liege vassal?" Her hoarse voice reached Asura's ears as her body knelt before him and lowered her head, her mouse blonde bangs falling to her cheeks as her nude body shivered from the cold air blowing from the window.
"It means that I will swear a magical oath to keep you and Alan safe in exchange for becoming my liege vassal, in a sense, owning and commanding all that you are. Should you betray me, Alan will die, and you will endure a fate worse than death. Since you are a mage, you should create wonderful children.
I heard Alan's cousin seeks to bed you quite desperately." Asura pretended to be a vile and evil man, yet Vela didn't show any signs of refuting him as she watched the beautiful woman's face crumble and the tears leaking down her cheeks.
"You're truly evil..." Maria choked.
"I will be king soon, but I would rather use a sword than my sceptre." His words were deep and held an unmistakable charm and seduction, causing her cheeks to burn as he sliced along his wrist and chanted a strange language.
"Sanguine Oblitus - by blood, my words are forged. If my vassal should betray me, your line shall forever perish and find no eternal rest."
Maria could only watch as blood dripped onto the ground. The next moment, she seemed to understand what to do. Slowly, her lips trembled as she extended her arm.
Though she desired the future with Alan, a fear of the unknown and possible betrayal of her kingdom and people caused her heart to feel pain. She wrapped her hand around Asura's as she whispered. "Sanguine Oblitus - I would do anything for Alan's sake and my people's, so by blood, my words are forged. If I should betray you, my line shall perish and find no eternal rest."
The blade sliced an intricate shape along her wrist, a thin cut. Even when healed, it would be closer to a tattoo than an ugly scar. "Vela, as our witness, can you confirm?" Asura whispered while pulling Vela close to his chest.
"I confirm you, Asura, have accepted Maria Svesta as your liege vassal. Anyone who breaks their vows will face a cruel fate worse than death." Vela's words were melodic and calming. Maria could only feel a warmness fill her body as her wrist pressed against Asura's, and a faint connection formed.
"So it shall be." They both spoke together before the blood returned to their wounds. Maria's blood filled Asura's, and Asura's flooded Maria's. The wounds rapidly healed before the strange atmosphere faded.
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A few moments of silence passed before Maria and Asura seemed to return to normal.
The thoughts and feelings from each other's minds during the oath enter each other. This ceremony was something Asura learned from absorbing the memories of the fifth shard, the phoenix elder, whom he devoured and destroyed.
Though Maria now understood Asura better, she knew nothing detailed, just his guiding force and desires, while Asura knew everything about Maria. This was the truth about how unfair the oath became for the one with less power.
"Your liege, I am at your service." Maria's voice became soft as she interrupted Asura. Her tone with no resistance, she knelt and bowed to him. "Please, the princess needs to rest, and so must you—I shall prepare everything."
Maria couldn't help but sigh and mumble under her breath, "He will be king, a man with such power and knowledge, Alan. I hope you can forgive me." Her body trembled at the thought, unable to handle this change of events as she climbed into her bed, clenching the quilt tightly.
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Meanwhile, Vela's eyes seemed to sparkle while Asura carried her towards their room. She didn't speak but let her fingers trace his lips, chin, and jaw. She had a constant look of affection and pride on her face before she slipped into a light sleep.
"Sleep well, my lovely wife. I will not leave your side tonight. I will become the strongest king for you and the others."