Fringilla

I walked down the corridor to head in the direction of Fringilla’s room when from behind her door she walked out clutching a book and ingredients, “Oh!” “Going somewhere?” “I just...” she sighed before looking around spoke, “Come in to my room!” and with that I followed her as she began to speak, “I’m worse off than I feared, I thought it was just the left over beating of my body but evidently I was wrong... I think, I have punctured an organ and I’m bleeding internally. I don’t want the others to know or worry, so I was hoping all of them would be asleep by now” “Why not use the a portal?” “Spells, portals and charms all cause added strain and pain on a sorceress’ body. I’m trying to minimise it” I nodded taking her arm before saying, “Come with me then!” “Where to?” “Just trust me!” the blackened portal formed in the doorframe before consuming the room we walked on forward through the darkness herself clutching my arm as I led the way.

She coughed violently as we resurfaced into an far off land with an eerie warm glow from the sympathetic sun and as she looked around see saw the heavily used flowers as decorations, freshly flowing streams and shining monuments of the lands patron. The land was full of peaceful oversized animals who laid in the meadow and the land was plagued with the smell of flowers and was tranquil with only the occasional sound of voices and the constant flowing of the steam around them providing an nice reassurance that they weren’t in a trap, “Where are we?” Fringilla coughed steadying herself against the nearest fence, “Elysium, the land of the dead for gods, heroes and those who did brave acts in their life!” “You killed me?” she coughed spitting out more blood and hearing a whistle from the man watched as he looked around in what she would consider concerned even if he wouldn’t admit it, “No!” *whistle* “Your condition is serious and medicine in your time won’t fix it and witchcraft is only a patch to the larger problem; I know the best physician, who happens to be here checking up on a heavily pregnant Hekate... we pop in and he can see on what can be done! Now where’s that beast gone?”

“Is this... is this even allowed?” she asked watching him look around for this “beast” of his, “Of course, alive humans get sent as punished all the time. That reminds me if you meet Persephone; she isn’t hard to miss but if you do remember three things. 1. Don’t mention Hades or his abduction of her and if she mentions it just side with her. 2. Don’t mention Adonis, be hostile if he tries to talk to you and hate Aphrodite. 3. If I’m with you, I am going to need you to interrupt her advances!” “Advances?” he nodded to confirm she had heard right before explaining “Alas my grandmother is attracted to me or at least was. So she will likely be what is that word no... funny? Hating? Jealous? Angry? that feeling when they don’t like it because the person they like has a woman friend and decides to try and dig up dirt about them and outdo them. Anyhow she will probably be like that to you; so I wouldn’t mention Triss either!” *whistle* and this time hearing the hooves race along the stone floor the black beast with burning red eyes stopped in front of him affectionately waiting for his touch, “What is it?” “This is one of Hades’ horses, the only thing she has of his and that’s because it’s mine. I’ve missed you Philippa!” “Philippa?” Fringilla laughed, “Why not? She’s wild, often defiant, uncontrollable and likes me. Plus it did in a way remind Persephone I had someone!” she patted the beast who studying the hand glared over to him, “She’s a friend of mine who needs help!” Fringilla was shocked to see the horse understand and nod when he lifted and mounting Fringilla to the horse joined her as Philippa raced off automatically knowing where he wanted to go.

We rode through the town stopping every few sites to explain the place and the story behind it all, however as we stopped in front of Hekate’s Rest Philippa was stopped by a woman’s hand being held out in front of her and Fringilla to stare but almost on instinct I knew who it was, it would have been known to her that I was here and the time between my arrival and her finding me was spent making herself look presentable, “Persephone!”

I helped Fringilla down with her wheezing slightly smiled feeling the warmth from the setting sun, “Zantano-Thanatos you should have seen me straight away. I’ve missed you!” Persephone in her simple dress wore her hair loose behind her golden crown and flowers neatly placed in her hair, her feet wore a pair of simple sandals and body wore something that represented a hybrid of bracers and bracelets and a gold necklace. To Fringilla she was beautiful, much prettier than she, Philippa and even Triss which confused her on why he would refuse such a woman and her eyes were much more prominent and colourful than Yennefer’s purple ones. “Who’s this?” she spoke looking down at the smaller woman, “Persephone this is Fringilla Vigo a mage and my friend; she needs medical help!” “So you have an a bitch to breed; it’s about time you sired children? What happened to Triss?” “Don’t mention that name Triss in my presence again!” I barked causing a wry smile to appear, “She...” Fringilla, changing the subject stated, “This realm... well it’s beautiful. I can’t believe you made all of this in your own image; it’s perfect!” “Well thank you my dear, I must say... whatever you are, you are a far better improvement than Triss! So when are you due?” “She isn’t a breeder Persephone. She’s just an friend who is helping Ciri against the Hunt!” Fringilla smiled before nodding snapped, “Well we don’t exactly agree on what happened between Geralt and Zantano ... Zantano do you ever spend any time here?” “I spend a the odd week here, it’s more of an holiday home than anything; I live down there!” pointing down towards the ground, “Where I live in a massive dungeon, nowhere near as good as this!”

“Fringilla... You must really do something about your dress, if you want to bed a god then you got to dress the part!” “We... we aren’t a couple; he is just trying to help me” Fringilla repeated knowing full well Persephone wasn’t listening, “Well good... because a god like him deserves only the best” she spoke placing her delicate hand on his chest but pushing her hand away he spoke, “Where’s Asclepius?” “Seeing Hekate, sometimes I wish it was me pregnant! A little daughter... or son! As long as it isn’t with Hades or that rat Adonis!” “Hermes?” “No you silly. We would be perfect!” Persephone spoke advancing again but coughing to interrupt her Fringilla clutched her stomach to make a bigger statement and to free Zantano from the awkwardness of the situation, “I’ll speak to you later!”

They rode to the shaded area to see the next goddess sit on the stone bench holding her bloated stomach smiling as Zantano leapt off the horse and hurried to help the human down, “Zantano!” Fringilla studied the woman who didn’t like the fact she was wearing black like she was. Her hair colour matched Zantano’s and the patterns on her dress matched similar to Zantano’s however apart for the obvious characteristics being different her eyes were blue where his was red and her golden jewellery just occupied her body, “Hekate, how’s the baby?”

“Doing well. Who’s this?” “That’s great to hear and this, this is Fringilla my friend” “What no more of that redhead piece? Well at least Fringilla is wearing your colours; even if I disapprove!” “Colours?” Fringilla queried, “We aren’t a couple like that... she is just being a friend in need and I suppose, yeah... she is wearing my colours. But you? I never said you could!” “Don’t be silly... we are perfect for you! Your problem is you spend too much time bedding humans instead of seeing what’s in front of you!” “I just don’t appreciate you acting like we are a couple when we aren’t” “But neither are you and Triss” I turned around before kicking the monument snapped, “Shut up about fucking Triss. She’s nothing more than a Malaka!” “I would never do that to you... and the baby well it’s going to be like it’s father!” “Kept this from Triss?” Fringilla spoke eyebrow raised, “No! Hekate produces asexually, we haven’t slept together but Hekate can manipulate who the baby takes off from. So she could have anyone as the father and they would share their looks and personality she chose me... WITHOUT ASKING!” Hekate got up before holding my arm spoke calmly, “Meaning you are technically still the father!” “You never even informed me, typical Hekate doing what she wants when she wants. If I had my way... if I had my way just for a few minutes you wouldn’t come back the same!” Fringilla pushed herself between them before hushing the argument explained, “You aren’t the biological father, never slept with her or impregnated her so she can’t claim you’re responsible for it” “You’re right Fringilla, thank you. Hekate where’s Asclepius?” “He’s down by the stream washing up, why?” “None of your business!” I growled escorting Fringilla down, “And Hekate... I don’t want you wearing my colours again. Got it?” she nodded causing me to nod walking away and Fringilla amazed by his second refusal now understood the context of both Philippa and his arguments for why him refusing the women was a big thing and as they saw the bearded, ginger man holding his staff Zantano spoke, “Let me do the talking, just play along!”

“Zantano, I hear your boot steps from miles away!” “Asclepius, nice to see you again!” “What do you want? Another talk about the most painful and damaging cut or are you actually have a reas.... oh sorry you do!” he trailed off as he turned around to see Fringilla, “What do you want?” “Fringilla here is suffering from some sort of puncture or tear which has caused internal bleeding by the way her health is, it’s pretty serious. Can you help?” he studied the human before nodding spoke, “I would really like to, so much more interesting then babies but I can’t... if I did it for one person then I would have to do it for all the other humans. unless… you she is an Mage and you intend to breed her then yes few checkups are allowed or she was your consort which makes me wonder what happened to Triss!” “I wouldn’t bring her hear if she wasn’t my consort, you know I don’t care about the people” he studied Zantano’s giant hand holding Fringilla’s before out of curiosity spoke, “Prove it?” Zantano leaned into passionately kiss Fringilla who taking her opportunity responded in kind plus more. “Okay, okay I get the point. Zantano stand out of my way won’t you? I always said humans are too weak for a gods attention but you still choose them... well except Philippa; but let’s face it, Philippa was a goddess of **** or war in the making and Triss...” “When she dies she will know the meaning of the word suffering!” he nodded waving his hand to show that Zantano needed to give them space before beginning to grab his tools.

The procedure according to Asclepius was simple: open her up, fix it manually, get some Isu blood to help her mend so with the work Hygeia who was also interested by the case volunteered to help but it all sounded to easy and by now a big crowd had formed. Hermes stood there next to Hades who was in turn not too far away from Thanatos, Hekate and Persephone, who didn’t take much notice of the procedure but instead Zantano’s posture. He wouldn’t ever admit it but by the way he constantly adjusted his posture, one hand on his with the other underneath the others elbow for support and his eyes instead of the usual red emotionless expression were diluting slightly with his stare not leaving the table. “You okay?” “I fine Persephone, I just don’t want anything to happen to her since I brought her here, so it would be my fault if she dies!” “She’ll be fine because as your “consort” you have too much fun to have, unlike your others I feel like she is going to be a better “consort” than the others!” I glared at her but unlike the others who wouldn’t dare do anything to annoy him or mock him she wrapped her arm around him to comfort the god, “Look at you showing emotion!” “I don’t feel emotional!” “You may not but your body shows it!” he went to respond when Asclepius leaning back asked, “Zantano I need you a moment!” “What? You know I can’t give you any blood!” “Hygeia take the sample!” Hygeia started to scrap the Dna sample off of him as he spoke, “No but as you know you don’t feel pain, don’t get wounded and your body is hard as a rock, almost impenetrable. I’ll use it to penetrate her vital organs and provide an permanent resin to coat the organs protecting her from harm” “Is it? Going okay?” “Yes, we’ve both waited for something such entertaining as this so naturally we are taking extra care and seek to do a good job for you!” he nodded watching Asclepius apply the sample whilst Hygeia asked, “Asclepius will stitch her up but like we said earlier we will need some Isu blood to aid the mend; the thing is for one medical reasons that it doesn’t react to your DNA and two it’s your family responsibility to provide the blood” he looked over smiling as Persephone volunteered, “Thank you Persephone!” “No thank you Zantano...” “For what?” “To reveal to me that you aren’t a heartless beast after all and you do care; for that and the woman who has caused this I’ll help!” he nodded sitting back down watching them continue their work hoping it wouldn’t be much longer.

When the work was done Asclepius bragged about his work and how “perfect” it was which caused Hygeia to roll her eyes taking the more professional approach and explaining it to Zantano and Persephone who had brought wine for him and her to drink, “All done, the wound is sealed but like all things human the tissue to fully set it will take a day or two, she will probably feel dizzy when she wakes up and may even “feel more powerful” but that is natural when ingesting soo much Isu blood. That leads on to my next point... as you are aware, your families blood is far more aggressive than others, there’s a chance and I mean small chance her body may reject her blood... if that is the case she may feel a burning pain from within. Tell her not to worry as the feeling will last no longer than a week; if so we have another Isu family member and the apes another goddess to worship, we expect checkups!” he nodded before looking at the sleeping woman asked, “How long until she wakes up?” “It was a strong sedative, she will be drifting in and out of consciousness for a few hours maybe a day even. That reminds me! When we were there we did as Hermes would say some maintenance work. She had a fractured wrist which has been splinted, cleared any illness and replaced the broken rib which caused the initial injury and cleared up an infection in her pancreas!” “Thank you Hygeia” “No problem Zantano-Thanatos, she was actually interesting to work on unlike the other trivial matters! I’d go and do something, she’s going to be out for hours!” “Thank you for your advice but I’ll wait here, she’s going to need a familiar face when she wakes up!” “If you say so and tell her from me that it was nice to meet her!”

A few hours passed and waking to her pounding headache Fringilla realised she was laying on a bed of flowers, which somehow carried her weight, “Finally awake then!” Persephone spoke refilling her glass, “My head...” “Hygeia said you would feel some discomfort, nothing some wine can’t fix!” “What happened?” “Healed plus more, you will need to stay here for a few days, just to make sure there isn’t any repercussions or relapses!” she looked over to seeing Zantano slumping against his seat before nodding to acknowledge her awoken state Persephone teased, “He hasn’t left your side, almost like a puppy comforting their ill master. Even when I started to suggest some dirty things that we could be doing” “Are you okay apart for the headaches?” Zantano queried and nodding Fringilla spoke sitting up, “I feel a slight burning sensation within but I assume that’s normal?” “For a few days yes!” Persephone wedged herself back in the conversation by teasing Zantano spoke, “Waiting for you to wake is the only time a person can have a decent calm conversation with him. Makes me question on how “Friendly” you two actually are?” Fringilla looked over to him to see the slight unease Persephone was putting him under as she continued, “Never have I seen such care for a human. He kept repeating to me that: real men like real women whilst the boys run after the girls unaware of the consequences!” Fringilla smirked seeing he had remembered her statement earlier causing her to sit up on a chair trying to get comfortable, “Just like I said about Triss... she’s a girl who didn’t know what she had lost where women such as you, me and Philippa understand what we have in front of us!” Persephone nodded seeing Fringilla glare at her and with that she knew Fringilla wanted to be alone with him, “I’ll see you later Zantano, remember my offers!”

“Offers?” Fringilla asked watching the god sit next to her, “Yes just more of Persephone’s advances” “Enlighten me!” “Two offers. The first was me Persephone making you a goddess in exchange I wed her; when I explained it all again she offered a second deal. The second was we wed and Persephone becomes a secondary consort!” “Wait what?” “You know I lied about us to get you patched up, well Persephone stated that we should wed and when she or I feel the need Persephone joins in” “Tempted?” “No, I will only have one lover, wife and partner” she nodded before seeing the glowing lines asked, “How?” “Persephone’s blood. Our blood sort of acts like an infection to humans. The blood eats away at yours and progresses until it is the prominent gene. This is stage one of the mutation” “My skin is tougher!” “You also possess samples of my tissue to insulate and protect your vital organs. If you share the same properties then your skin will be incredible tough to pierce, warmer than most and resistant to fire!” “I’m becoming like you?” “I know, I know... we should have asked but you needed blood and Persephone was the nearest one that could!” “I’m not mad, more intrigued by it; you must explain it more but I suppose we’ll have to go back soon?” I shook my head before explaining, “Your body is fixed but it needs time to set and completely heal before making the trip back...” “So we are spending more time here?” “Yep, how about getting a decent drink with some of my friends?” “Alright, why not?”

Few days later:

*gag* *gag* Fringilla choked sucking the massive cock exclusively hard for her as she slapped it against her own face before spitting on it as she took it back into her mouth sucking harder and faster than she had been. It all happened so quickly, the night she woke up she fell drunk and started to confess her attraction to the god; after that it went so quickly, they went out together to the beaches among others their “mini dates” until last night she saw the god naked bathing refusing Persephone once again this time letting slip his feelings to Persephone about Fringilla and an annoyed Persephone storming off catching up to Fringilla, tearing her dress off before throwing the hybrid naked into the hallway where the other gods were ogling her naked body as they read the painted words of “Free to use!” it was then when their feelings manifested into words. Dionysius and Atlas among others tried to have their way with the “Free toy” but was instead met by Zantano assaulting them both as he took her away to safely pinning her against the wall causing her to look back into his eyes turning around so her back was now against the wall and then it began with his words of, “Kiss me Fringilla!”

Now as she played with his testicles she grinned trying to down his cock into her mouth trying to **** more into her mouth. His hand cupped her face memorised by her eyes who didn’t take them of from him until she slowed to only licking his tip tasting the precum on her lips, “Fringilla... I need to see you naked, let me kiss every inch of you!”

She stood up casting a charm to make her clothes disappear before nervously walking up to the god unsure of his reaction, she had seen some of the women he had refused for Triss and they were ten times better than she looked but he gripped her hand pulling herself towards him lowering her lips to her breasts, “You’re perfect, every single inch of you!” she grinned pulling his hand to her breast tighter letting him suck on it smirking at the sight of the doubles sized man kissing her petite nipple, she wasn’t sure on how he would fit inside her but he didn’t care; his other hand played with the free breast whilst her hand ventured to her dripping pussy, she understood the attraction Triss had for him and she sought to keep him sitting on his lap kissing his forehead which he then captured her lips, “Ready?” she nodded before saying, “Ready!”

He laid down allowing her to mount him slowly struggling to fit even half of it in her but to her somewhat surprise he was caring and patient even when she struggled to get him off, she came but knowing he was still hard pushed herself lower, crying out when his cock slid all the way in. When she let him take over it was slow and methodical but after the original slow pace he went slightly faster until he asked, “Where do you want me cum?” “Inside me! Please Zantano!” he looked at her causing her go understand his concerns, “Please, we never do this again. At least give me the memories!” he nodded thrusting faster until she moaned feeling the liquid coat her womb, “Thank you Zantano!” she fell to his chest expecting him to do like Geralt and change and leave but instead getting up he carried her from the library to the nearest bedroom placing her on the bed, joining her under the covers, “There’s a ball tomorrow night, I was going to give it a miss but if you want... we can go together?” “I would like that but, thank you... but for now... let’s go again!”

“I hope this is acceptable, it’s just fitted perfectly for me. I wasn’t sure if you would get mad because I’m wearing your colours?” “No I wanted you to wear my colours, they suit you and yes, the dress is more than adequate!” she nodded taking his arm as they left the temple to the yard to see the musicians preparing to perform, the humans in their fine attires waiting to serve the freshly made food that consumed the large tables around the floor and wine filled in the large vases and looking over Fringilla saw that some had already began to arrive and now looked over to the duo who waited for Hermes to introduce them. “Zantano-Thánatos, a god of **** and persecutor of the criminal and evil, grandson of Hades and Persephone with his part-friend-guest, dear friend Fringilla Vigo, human and sorceress!” Fringilla smirked clutching his arm hearing the gasps from the others studying the matching colours of the two. “Zantano!” Persephone squealed holding him tightly in a hug before pulling Fringilla into the hug almost squashing the petite woman in the process, “Welcome to your first ball Ms Vigo. Be careful Zantano, some of your suitors are here expecting you to talk to them!” he nodded grabbing goblets of the luxury drink handing one to both women before stopping heard the sweet voice of, “Hello sweetie”

“Hello Athena!” “And who’s this?” he encouraged the woman forward in front of him, “Athena this is Fringilla Vigo my guest for tonight and dearest friend, Fringilla this is Athena war goddess, goddess of wisdom and my aunt!” “You didn’t say you were bringing a consort, and one who is allowed to wear your colours, such a lucky girl” Fringilla smiled at the woman goddess whose hair was styled perfectly to fit with her crown and accommodated her warm complexion perfectly. Her hair was of chestnut brown which matched the eyes and her dress was of simple gold which Fringilla realised was a neutral colour for those who had no one, “So you two aren’t consorts?” “No. We are friends who have agreed to go to this festival together, why?” “Because I was interested by your choice of bringing this human over a goddess” “Humans are more organic than manufactured Isu. We act as our role and physically adaptations state where humans actually feel what they feel and they say what they want to say. If they are upset they are show it where with us we are all one tone. You for example only ever act and speak with wisdom, Aphrodite only ever in love, Ares anger... humans have it all and each express themselves differently to the next. I like that!” “Not fair, you know my offer to you and the sacrifice I would make for you with her being here I feel like you are behind a glass case and we are stuck to watch but never to get near. She’s blocking you off from me!” “Quit your whining Athena!” she stormed out of the room tearing her dress to pieces as she screamed, “Well if she can without being your consort then I will!”

“What was she on about “sacrifice” Zantano?” “She’s a virgin goddess, Zeus believes that when she loses it she will lose most of her powers!” “For you? Why?” “Apparently we were once close, I don’t remember it but we apparently were!” she went to ask more until Hermes’ voice boomed causing Zantano to smile, “Artemis goddess of the Hunt!” Artemis walked in her what could be described as “nature dress” with her bow slumped over her shoulder, her face for once was clean along with her hands and seeing the taller god with his black tunic and trousers and was also clean from any blood teased, “Well look at that... Zantano actually washed the blood away from his hands and this dress, you without armour? The humans must be changing you!” “And you not covered in mud or smelling of animal carcasses? I think we are even!” “Just for that you owe me a drink!” “You to providing you get my guest, Fringilla one as well” “Aahh yes, I’ve heard about Triss! You know you could just marry me: that keeps the gods from moaning and you to carry on as you please because as you know I don’t care about all that business like the men and Aphrodite” “That’s true but unfortunately I must decline, I am not looking for a wife currently and the companionship I would be missing is being filled more than adequately by Fringilla!” “Alright but you still owe me that drink!” “Of course... shall we?” he spoke encouraging both to the table until he was met by the returning Athena in black, “How do you like me now, nephew?” “Athena... black really isn’t your colour!” “Seriously after I changed for you?” “I didn’t ask you to!” she huffed before storming off heard Zantano who not really understanding the emotions in the situation snapped, “For the god of wisdom you sure act like an immature spoilt brat!” Fringilla pulled him away with Artemis who shaking her head furiously spoke, “No Zantano, big arsey move!” “Why?” this caused Fringilla to speak, “That’s because she likes you a lot, even loves you!” “I don’t care, I don’t feel the same!” “But telling it like that isn’t the way to do it!” he shrugged before handing them the drinks spoke, “Who next to irritate me?”

“The Goddess Hera, Queen of Olympus and goddess of women, marriage and childbirth!” Fringilla watched Zantano nod to the Queen who was met by the others bowing apart for Hades, Poseidon and Zeus who were of equal rank, so curtsying to the Queen to show respect was met by the smile of Hera who kissing Zantano on the lips openly and freely, “Not now, Zantano? I expected better from my great nephew!” “You know me; I don’t ever do that stuff!” she nodded kissing him again before smirking grabbed his arm encouraging him to introduce her to his lady friend, “And who’s this?” “Hera this is Fringilla my guest!” “Sweet little humans, so delicate but are nothing more than our pets!” “That’s your view, my view is they are interesting and deserve respect!” she rolled her hand fell to his groan as she squeezed it in front of the clearly irritated state, “Enjoy the stretch did you? I would! His member penetrating your tiny body... it must be so painful when we can handle him or haven’t you got that far?” “Back off!” Zantano growled pushing her hand away, “Don’t forget one thing! I am independent from your rule...” “I know! I know! But I could stop all this harassment from the other goddesses. All I have to do is take you to the next room and join you two in bond but I want something from you both... I want you Zantano and I want to taste the human that he finds attractive! If Zeus can have multiple people than I can!” “Let’s go to the next room... I have it prepared!” he refused again before walking away grabbed Fringilla’s arm to leave and to instead see a familiar face.

“Zantano!” “Finally another goddess I like. Fringilla, this is my friend Demeter, mother and tamer goddess of Persephone!” “So you are the last that women gossip about? It’s nice to put a face to the discussions!” “Thank you Demeter but do they talk about?” “No too much different from you humans: about how good a man looks, about women and who’s sleeping with who and all that crap this is why I pride myself of staying out of these tedious conversations as much as possible!” “I’m surprised!” Fringilla spoke studying the woman, “About...” “Every woman so far has laid a claim to him and yet you haven’t!” “Get me a drink would you Zantano?” he nodded compliantly allowing her to talk freely to Fringilla, “Oh I have fantasies about him, one being me watch him impregnate my daughter before doing the same to me but... even I must confess it would feel weird considering I virtually raised him after his parents abandonment, okay Persephone and Hades did help a bit but Persephone mainly lusted over him” “But why? There are soo many men here and they want him!” she sighed before encouraging her to a seat began to explain.

“There’s two reasons for this. The first is envy and desire the second is most of the men here are arses. You see the attitude in our realms are we all have one major consort but we can and will sleep around with others; the attitude stinks especially because apart for Aphrodite we are all frowned upon if women do it ourselves, apart for Nyx he doesn’t do it and he values people’s relationships. Look around here apart for Hades the others regularly indulge in other women and some have undesirable traits that we personally don’t like. Dionysius is a bad tempered drunk fucks virtually anyone when he’s drunk, always partying never serious, Ares just too violent...” “But Zantano?” “Yes he is angry but not as violent as his counterpart. Zeus sleeps with anyone and his brother isn’t much better. I could go on but by the end of the night they will all be with someone else apart for Zantano who will still be by your side if you wish it. The women envy this; not all of them... some just want a good fuck but most of them. Goddesses like Athena and Artemis are getting pressured by multiple men so they are seeking shelter in the best god possible, where others like Hera want **** on Zeus and Persephone... Well she knows what he’s like!” “So that brings out their envy, because someone else is with them?” “Not quite. You haven’t heard the story of Nyx and Zantano, have you?” Fringilla shook her head causing Demeter to explain, “Was it his forth or third, I think it was his third. Anyhow, centuries ago Nyx was married to Erebus both Gods of the night who were loyal to each other and had children and all that, however Erebus despised Zeus and other gods and in a power grab opportunity planned and later released the Titans in Tartarus to fight the Olympians or two us one branch of Isu fighting another branch of our family. This war waged on for a few years and it was up to Zantano to kill and make an example of Nyx but when he comforted her was absorbed by her beauty. He had a choice and explained to her how bad the situation was for Erebus and her, but instead of killing her right he spent time with her for a few days trying to find out her side of the story, he found out that she was purely doing it to support her husband and children and she was memorised by his kindness and warmth despite what she had heard of him generally and in the battlefield. He offered her a chance, leave Erebus and come with him or he would regrettably have to kill her. She now felt what he felt for her and agreed, running off on the condition they both stay out of the remaining conflict which he agreed and fulfilled the agreement. They were together for years: any insults flung at her and Zantano would sort it out, she also found away to calm him down and in those years neither looked at another god in a sexual way; every feast they would go together and leave together, if they was an orgy it would them two together and they cherished each other whether it was living in Nyx’s homeland or Elysium they were together, always together arms around each other or hands firmly grasped in the others!” “What happened?” “They later expecting their first child were struck by tragedy or more like foul play. Erebus who was on the run hated what Nyx had done to him and still married wanted ****, a powerful poison and a miscarriage and she lost the child, Zantano reacted by killing him before being “killed” and when he work forgot everything about who people were, what happened and what he was. It hurt Nyx a lot and the gods trying to push him back to her was met by his confusion, from there we realised his curse; so when she comes wearing black just like you it’s because she is technically his even if he doesn’t remember it all!” “Killed? Third or forth? Curse? What does this all mean?” “Alas Nyx is the one to talk about all this. Don’t worry she won’t harm you, she is very supportive of his relationships and acts like a mentor on times; she will tell you because Zantano can’t!” they noticed him standing afar waiting for the signal to return so nodding he walked up handing her the goblet, “Have an nice talk?” “Just trying to help Fringilla understand why all the women!” he nodded before downing his drink looked over to the stairs, “Malaka” “Zantano what’s wrong?” Fringilla’s queried and seeing the goddess walk straight towards him they heard, “The goddess Aphrodite with Adonis, the goddess of love and fertility. Adonis the shepherd rat!”

“Zantano the god I wanted to see and you must be Fringilla!” Fringilla nodded studying the utter beauty of the goddess who smiling knew what Fringilla was doing, “Yes your Zantano has refused me multiple times!” “Is this fair for you to flirt in front of Adonis, your latest suitor?” “He knows I’m joking or maybe I want both!” she closed the distance but nudging her back Zantano snapped only to have Fringilla and Demeter pull him back, “And Ares? The god who loves you and is your true love! What about him?” “Ares is way too angry... you, you are manageable. So how about a hug for your Aunty?” “No he won’t and may I remind you that he is with someone today just like you!” “I know... but I’m not fussy; I would love to have all four of you with me tonight!” “How about... you go to Ares and apologise for being an bitch?” “How dare you talk to a goddess like that! Adonis!” Adonis walked forward in front of her before seeing the god clicking his knuckles double the size of him and almost triple the muscle size pulled Aphrodite away as she tried to resist.

“Zantano!” “Not you to, Hestia!” “No I was more interested your relationship, if you wouldn’t mind. I got the us food!” I nodded before joining her asked, “So when did you meet?” “After I was free from the prison cells of Cirilla’s father, I comforted Zantano after they were arguing about Triss and Geralt. Later on that night I found me coughing and found out about my illness...” she nodded before asking Fringilla personally, “So what do you like about him?” Fringilla smirked before confessing which Zantano, due to the circumstance thought she was making up, “He’s caring, protective, attractive and is willing to help me no matter the consequences. When I heard about him I thought he was going to be an aggressive brute but he is the complete opposite; yes he gets angry but he is far more than that!” Hestia nodded before smirking spoke, “Don’t worry about explaining why you like Fringilla, it’s clear why you like her!” “Oh yeah?” he queried and smiling looked over to see the next goddess walk in, wearing her black dress similar to Fringilla’s, “It’s because she looks similar to another goddess you once loved. I see Nyx in her; which speaking of her, look who has just arrived!”

“Zantano” “Nyx” we spoke hugging each other, “It’s been a while, how’s things?” she smiled kissing his cheek which he did the same in turn, “I’m better, than I was but Triss? What happened?” Fringilla watched the god start to tell her the full story and with that see his expression change, “She broke up with me, we were fine until one night where I was there comforting Yennefer when Geralt and Triss hooked up and decided “I have rekindled my love for him and released what I was missing” from there it all turned hostile. She wanted me to “still be her friend” whilst being with Geralt and I wanted to distance myself from that!” “I’m sorry to hear that Zantano but whose this?” “Hi! I’m Fringilla Vigo, his guest!” Nyx smiled studying the dress before hugging the woman as warmly as she had with Zantano, “Oh by the fact you are wearing the same colours I highly doubt that” “Beg my bluntness but I’m surprised you aren’t making offers!” “I couldn’t do such a thing, I understand our relationship. We are good friends and I dare not ruin that over some foolish proposals!”

Fringilla sat there laughing with the goddess who offered her advice and would in turn inform her more about their people, “Why don’t you claim him, Demeter said you are entitled to him!” “I am but I also know this Zantano doesn’t love me like he once did and why ruin the good memories we share or I remember” “I thought it would have been something to do with his anger... Triss said it was!” “That’s just an excuse everyone uses. It’s easy to tame it when you know how!” “How?” “When I was with him I spent years getting to understand his reactions and thought process; when I mastered it I knew what I needed to do and when. I knew when I needed to hug him, distract him, leave him alone, to tease or laugh with him, when to let him lash out and when to talk reason into him, you can talk reason into him it’s just when you can; but he knew no matter what happened I was on his side until he snapped after we lost the child. I had never seen such anger and pain, he spend weeks killing gods and their children until he found the rat Erebus and then it was one of the very times I embraced his **** but you two will be fine!” “We? Don’t hate me for “taking” him away?” “No, I actually don’t. I like you and I can see me in you; just enjoy the time you have together because you never know when you it will be over!” Fringilla smiled lightly seeing Zantano be pulled into another woman’s grip for an dance causing her to ask, “Demeter mentioned some phrases that confused me. His “curse”? The third or forth? He can be killed? What does this all mean?” Nyx nodded leaning back before grabbing her wine spoke, “I suppose you should know this and not learn the hard way I like did. You see many people would love immortality but it’s actually a curse that you have to go through. He is cursed to live or be dead for eternity. You can kill him with an object of “Life”, a object from the life gods or fertility gods but he can’t die instead he wakes up after a short duration with permanent amnesia and with that everything starts a new even his personality; from pervious experiences he just gets angrier than before and more detached from other emotions. He is technically the sixth. He died the first time when he was young after his parents abandoned him because of his anger, when Persephone found him he had been chewed to **** by a wolf. When he was “reborn” he grew up to bed and fall in love with Persephone as he was assigned his role, she doesn’t like to admit it but they were together for a few decades; her excuse is she wants to court him all again. The third was me and him and I still wish we were together he was sweeter back then, we were together for eight maybe nine decades. The forth and fifth was Artemis and Athena, it was to combat his anger and they both wanted him, they were both very short life’s. The sixth is his current form, however it’s been only in the last ten years where he has discovered some sort of emotions, it’s took over 2,000 years to calm him!” “And you act like it’s all okay? You two were together!” Fringilla repeated shocked, “Yes, we all agreed that he wouldn’t remember us or what happened, if we were lucky maybe a odd flashback, so we agreed that instead of torturing ourselves trying to make him remember, we either try all over again or just move on, whilst trying to preserve him, which isn’t hard to do anymore!” “Does he know about the previous relationships?” “He must have an idea, he is smart; more than he and we let on. Me and him I believe he definitely knows and the matching colours gives off a massive hint. I also think that’s why we are still close and friendly!” Fringilla nodded as Nyx reassured her confidence before encouraging her, “But like I said go to him. Ask him to be yours!” she nodded smiling before hearing the next name, “Introducing Circe the Goddess of witchcraft” and the groaning of Zantano once again as she walked down the stairs.

“Isu and humans, gods and guests today we celebrate the anniversary of our victory over the Titans, no insult intended to this who sit among us. It’s actually nice to see everyone here for once and some new faces; I bid you welcome...” Zeus spoke going on and on boring the people until he finally finished, Zantano was strategically placed on the corner with Nyx and Fringilla sat next to him and next to each one was Demeter and Ares who just rolled his eyes when Aphrodite played the innocent victim to Adonis, “I could kill him you know!” “Ares you can kill anyone apart for me...” Zantano responded before distracting himself from the woman spoke, “So... are you going to partake in the orgy afterwards?” “Ares... you know me; I rather go back with a quiet drink and maybe some private time!” “Maybe wise, you know how jealous Zeus gets when someone has more attention than himself!” “Hey Ares!” Zeus spat starting his usual insult contest with the god but seeing the human sat next to Zantano he spoke, “You must be Zantano’s “guest”, he never said you were prettier than most of my other lovers!” he looked over seeing Zantano’s glare as he slammed the knife into the wooden table which was meant by Zeus’ nod as he retreated, “Zeus is scared of you?” Fringilla queried which Ares took great pleasure in mocking his father, “That’s because he was merely inches from killing Zeus!” “You reckon I have a chance with her?” “Ares... find another, why **** yourself when you can have most women!” “Well you won’t have to worry... Fringilla is a good lass and Nyx, well we know Nyx. Demeter...” “Ares shut it!” Demeter snapped, “Okay... Okay, I’m just saying some wine and you a quiet place and you could have a night to remember!” “Ares!!!” Zantano warned causing him to nod before passing the chicken over to the women who willingly accepted, joining with the celebrations.

As the party went on like Ares had predicted Isu began to become more vulgar and the offers came flying with Persephone becoming the first stripping out of her clothes trying to mount him before he pushed her away, “Shall we go?” Zantano asked which was met her asking him to get a bottle of wine before they left and her to turn back to Nyx as he walked away, “Nyx” “Fringilla, enjoy the night and don’t forget to ask him!” “You know where we are staying?” “Yes, his old room behind Persephone’s temple top floor. Why?” “Come to our room tonight!” “Why?” “Because I want you to join us in bed later... you deserve to be in bed next to him!” “Fringilla?!” “Look... if you don’t want to then don’t come but I would like it if you would!”

They sat under the stars under the tree drinking from the bottle as Fringilla sat there smiling as she waited patiently for him to speak until running out of patience she asked, “It’s been bugging me for a few hours now but what are we? Friends? Consorts? Sex buddies? Engaged? I just want to know on where we stand.” he nodded before thinking about it confessed, “I have been asking myself that question to!” “We could try...” Fringilla spoke sheepishly which he took her hand and spoke, “Let me try and make sense out of it all, I’ll let you know in a few days” “We have to return to Earth tomorrow don’t we?” “At least for now yes!” “Shame, I really do love this place!” she shivered as he started to wrap his arms around her to keep her warm until she spoke turning the body over showing the empty bottle to him which made him say, “Come on let’s go back, there should be some wine there” “Can I... you know, still sleep in your bed tonight?” “Of course Fringilla I never begrudge you that!” “Good because I have an surprise for you!” and grinning at her she smirked pulling him drunkenly to the temple where there room was, already prepared for their arrival with still no clarity on what they were to each other.

As we made way to our room, Fringilla smiled seeing the large bed for them to share over the room she had back on Earth looked around to see Zantano undress stared at the Gods’ softened cock which immediately grew semi-hard when she began to undo her dress and when she was free from her physical constraints almost her pounced on top of her, kissing and ravaging her neck as she remembered Nyx’s advice to try and control the situation, she pushed him away before leaping up into his arms pushed him on the bed with **** allowing her to control the situation;l, his body now pinned between the covers and her as they heard to footsteps wait outside the door, “I have a present for you!” “A present?” “Come in!” Zantano looked and mouth dropping there she entered the mature goddess who closing the door behind her spoke, “I can go you if you two are...” “No! Stay here and partake, you confessed your feelings are still there. so join us!” pulling her to the bed making Nyx to now be pinned between them both, both gods looking to each other’s eyes before locking lips for the first time in years and looking back to thank Fringilla the human kissed her cupping Nyx’s breasts which in turn the goddess returned the kiss, “Why don’t you show me how you controlled the situation?” Nyx nodded before kissing her again mounted the gods cock before her.

Fringilla watched as Nyx effectively controlled the situation, he was reacting to her as she set the pace and with that the mood was controlled by her but she would even admit that she to got caught up in lust feeling what she had been missing for centuries and when Fringilla had her chance Nyx saw how Fringilla was obedient to the Isu’s demands like it was natural for her and with each one was happily obliging to it. She would watch Nyx be taken by Zantano until they stopped and watching him whisper something into her ear the sweat pouring down her face she nodded pulling the human towards her spreading her legs as she began to rub herself against Fringilla. Scissoring as Fringilla watched his cock pushed her lips apart meeting her massaging in tongue snake it’s away around it playfully teasing him until she froze crying out as she squirted over the goddess who only sped up until she came covering Fringilla’s petite body groaning as she was pulled away for Zantano to push inside the human.

Meanwhile:

The armies sat around the tables feasting whilst the leaders were arguing about Zantano and him leaving with Fringilla, “Typical he ran off with her and you criticise me! First Philippa, then Triss, then Fringilla!” “Don’t be stupid!” Yennefer spat back, “Then where is he?” “If he was going to leave us he wouldn’t have left his army here under a well lead general!” “He’s probably in an inn fucking her as we speak instead of staying and fighting. It’s been weeks!” Cerys calming the situation spoke, “I assigned Philippa to investigate the events. Philippa?” “I searched Fringillas room and could detect a familiar resin that I originally couldn’t detect and neither could Yennefer, so I believed it to be and was later confident it was an Isu teleport similar to the portals we use. It’s clear Fringilla couldn’t create such an thing; the only humans who can make such a thing is me and Ciri, that I know of; so it’s clear he was in her room. So, I asked myself where would he likely go and it’s one of three likely places: Elysium, Underworld or Tartarus, where he lives. My next assumption is Fringilla went with him which is later backed up evidence I found!” “Cut to the chase!” Triss snapped inpatient, waiting for he findings, “I am explaining it step by step so people understand so shut up and listen! So as I was saying: Why? My initial hunch was of four ideas, one which is the most unlikely; he **** her... my reasoning was he took an liking to her and wanted her to be his bride and like his great grandfather who was like his stepdad kidnapped Persephone or he intended all along to use her as his breeder. My more reasonable assumptions were: one he has abandoned us but unlikely due to his army being here, two it is as Geralt said they have gone off together and three he had to leave immediately with her for an emergency. So... I searched the room and found several pieces of evidence to support the later theory. Sisters I think Fringilla is worse of than we predicted, they left in a hurry that much is clear because I found chemicals and a spell book to help heal a person which the page focusing on healing the inner body. I assume Zantano found out and took her to one of the realms to find the solution.” “But why?” Cerys spoke this caused Philippa to explain, “They have far more experienced and advance specialists to help an injured or sick person. Zantano stated when we were talking about news in his lands that Hekate is pregnant and she lives in Elysium. The Isu would naturally want her to monitored throughout the pregnancy so Asclepius and other medical Isu would be there!” “It’s been seven weeks!” “Which is no more than a few days in their realm! So I suggest we wait for a few more days before I will go looking for him which won’t end well for me... I’m not welcome there!”

Back in Elysium:

Morning came and waking up Fringilla saw Nyx stretched out on top of Zantano whose cock was still firmly inside her, Fringilla groaned moving until she looked down to see a single hand from both Zantano and Nyx inside her, “Morning!” Zantano groaned feeling Nyx still impaled on him, “She looks good like that!” Fringilla whispered “You’d look better!” she grinned kissing his lips before sliding out to dress asked, “Do we have to go back?” “Yes unfortunately, there’s a war to be won but this doesn’t have to stop between us, if you want?” “No I want more!” “We’ll discuss when we’ve returned to Earth!” “Okay...” she watched him dress before looking back at the other woman who watched the two now changing spoke, “Nyx... we or at least I will be back, until then stay sane!” she nodded kissing him before doing the same with Fringilla as she laid back down and holding his arm Fringilla watched the portal form before stepping through it, unsure of what to expect on the other side.

The doors swung open to the gratefulness of his troops as Zantano marched in the hall to be met by growls and remarks from some of the sorceresses and Cerys demanding to know where he was, however instead of trying to make up an lie Philippa listed her case which made Fringilla confess everything, “I’m sorry lady’s but I lied. I wasn’t fine and sought to either fix my condition or to at least patch it up, I thought you would all be asleep but Zantano saw me and began to ask questions so I said the truth, I wasn’t in good shape so he pulled me through a portal similar to ours and when we walked I was met by the lovely warm synthetic sun, here I was in Elysium” “What was wrong with you?” “Asclepius said a rib had snapped and dug into stomach causing me to bleed, I also had a broken wrist and an infection in the pancreas. Asclepius fixed it at the exchange of a lie told by Zantano to get it done!” “Lie?” Cerys asked which caused Zantano to speak “I said she was my consort and lover!” “Now that you mention it... she does remind me of Nyx!” Philippa noticed “That’s what Demeter and Nyx said to me” “You met Nyx?” Philippa queried and nodding Fringilla spoke stretching her arms back to hear the clicking sounds, “Yes, one of the very few that didn’t try and seduce him or making an pass at him” “They’re still doing that are they?” she nodded before counting the names spoke, “Persephone, Hera, Athena, Artemis, Hestia, Aphrodite, Demeter, Hekate that’s just to name some. Which makes me understand your argument more Philippa. Triss some of the women he has refused for you puts all to shame. We could literally take every beautiful thing from us to make an new person and it still wouldn’t be as beautiful as them and yet you refused him...” “Fringilla shut it!” Triss snapped, “By the way, how’s thing’s in Elysium?” “Well Hermes head over heels in love with Persephone who herself desires Zantano, she hates Hades who doesn’t really care. Hekate is pregnant with sort of Zantano’s baby which isn’t his... just based off him!” “And you gave me an hard time!” Triss snarled aiming it at Zantano which Philippa fired back, “Hekate produces asexually, so the baby is made up solely of her dna but she can and often controls how the baby will grow, their personality and mould it based off another god, she has evidently chose Zantano!” “Zeus is prettified of Zantano shown when Zeus tried to and later backed off making an advance to me. Oh yeah they all still hate you and are scared of you!” “Good” Philippa smirked which caused Zantano who drinking from Cerys’ mead smile at her comment, “What is Elysium?” Triss queried, “I know it’s related to where Damian lives but not entire sure...” “It’s where the brave, honourable and the best live after they die, it’s full of flowers, animals, streams of crystal clear water and is peaceful for the most part” Philippa explained which made Fringilla state, “You better hope you don’t end up there because sooo many goddesses and gods hate you for you did to him, so it wouldn’t be peace for you just endless suffering! But saying that there is only 3 places you can go and all of them owned by his family, who hate you!” Triss looked down before going to speak to Zantano who didn’t look at her and Geralt heard Philippa ask, “How’s Nyx?” “Really kind like Demeter. She gave me her “blessing” as a couple even though it was just an lie to get me the treatment!” Philippa nodded before realising something spoke, “It’s only just come to me but you remind me of her, every so slightly!” “That’s what they all said!” Zantano teased before seeing the golden lines on her arms Philippa looked questioning at Zantano who sitting next to Cerys began to explain the treatment in depth and reveal the potential implications for them all.