In the coming months, Isolde experiences uneasy premonitions...

What happened that night terrifies the young woman to the depths of her soul...

Renard the Trickster

The Grinning Fox.

The last memories of that fateful night in the queen's memory were associated with the image of this forest deity-trickster.

What she saw at the moment when the illusion disappeared shook the consciousness of Queen Isolde.

An anthropomorphic muscular figure covered in orange fox fur...

A long fluffy fox tail...

A mocking grin on the fox's face, showing razor-sharp fangs...

Large beautiful eyes...

Orange-hued eyes with three vertical pupils, which have the color of the night sky on the darkest summer night...

These eyes emitted a faint golden glow...

This gaze of an ancient deity seemed to penetrate into the very soul of the frightened woman...

"What have I done?!" - Isolde thought at that moment.

The only answer to her thoughts was a mocking sarcastic non-human laughter, which seemed to sound from inside her own mind.

The silhouette of the one who had been furiously passionately fucking her wet cunt throughout that night disappeared in an instant.

This silhouette simply dissolved like smoke from a fire or forest fog.

In the following days, the queen returned to the usual routine of her life.

At least, this is what an ignorant outside observer might think.

Participation in luxurious noble receptions.

Participation in various ceremonies related to religious or bureaucratic issues.

Affairs related to the management of royal lands.

Communication with her husband-king, who demonstrated increasing indifference to the young woman.

All these activities did not eliminate the fact that every day the queen thought about what had happened...

That fateful night changed everything...

It was becoming increasingly difficult for Isolde to demonstrate external calm and composure.

But she still managed not to give reasons for unnecessary attention from strangers.

She even took the initiative several times and visited the bedroom of her husband, King Eadric.

The old king was a little surprised, but did not resist the next "attempts to conceive heirs".

Sex with Eadric did not give the queen any pleasure. His flaccid dick was small. And achieving an erection was not an easy task for the old king.

But Isolde made every effort to fuck with the king several times during the couple of weeks after... the "divine visit to her bedroom".

"When the external signs of pregnancy appear, I need an alibi. The calculations of the duration of the pregnancy period will begin... Now I can refer to the fact that I had repeated intimate relations with the king... Let everyone think that I got pregnant from him. But what should I do if the baby's appearance will have obvious non-human features?!" - the anxious thoughts in the queen's head did not disappear for a single day.

This is an ancient forest deity...

Renard. Also known as The Grinning Fox.

In the territory of the Kingdom Eborvair, this deity was worshiped by a small number of residents of the western and northwestern forest villages.

Hunters, herbalists, thieves, smugglers...

Among the followers of The Grinning Fox there were often those who were in trouble with the law.

This cult as such was not persecuted by the authorities of the kingdom due to the small number of followers of the cult and because they lived in areas remote from the capital.

And also because the royal warriors and the warriors of the local vassals of the king did not have enough forces to effectively fight these cultists, who masterfully hid from unwanted attention.

However, in the central regions of the kingdom - in the area around the majestic royal castle Segh-Teinarel, there was clearly an uncomfortable environment for the adherents of the faith in The Grinning Fox.

The risk of attracting the attention of the guards was too great...

Thinking about her situation, Queen Isolde reflected on the confessional situation that had developed in the territory of the kingdom.

In these lands, no single system of religious beliefs had developed to dominate.

She recalled that in the lands of her father (thane Marbert Glanef) in the northwest of the kingdom there were many more followers of the faith of Renard the Trickster than in other regions.

Although even there these "foxworshipers" did not make up the majority of the population (many peasants were followers of various primitive animistic and spiritualistic faiths, rather than specific deities).

Her father's troops, when they had the opportunity, used the pathindering skills of local hunters who worshiped The Grinning Fox in border skirmishes with forest orcs.

And in other situations, the troops of thane Marbert Glanef could destroy smugglers' camps and hang criminals from trees...

Not because of their religion - but simply as punishment for breaking the law.

In the central and northern regions of the kingdom Eborvair, the situation is quite different.

Here, the cult of a goddess was widespread, who did not have a large number of followers in the more populated southern regions of the continent.

Fardenna, also known as the Stern Mistress of Truth or the Silver Whirlwind of Justice.

The goddess of justice, law and truth.

The goddess who forces her followers to adhere to strict dogmas and inexorably punishes any violation of principles.

Many residents of the kingdom believe that the royal family is under the patronage of this goddess. After all, the ruling dynasty itself was founded by an adherent of her faith - the legendary hero Teinarel the Rockclimber, who a couple of hundred years ago built a castle on the territory liberated from terrible monsters, now called Segh-Teinarel and is now the capital of the kingdom of Eborvair.

In modern times, Teinarel the Rockclimber is revered as a saint in the churches and monasteries of Stern Mistress of Truth.

The adherents of this faith are alien to active proselytism, their way of life is characterized by austerity. They acknowledge the existence of other deities as a manifestation of the "Universal World Law", but at the same time they resolutely defend the traditional sphere of influence of their stern goddess.

And what is the situation in the southern and eastern regions of the kingdom?

In the local villages, the peasants worship a variety of primitive animistic cults.

However, recently the number of residents who accept a new faith - "The Path of the True Sun" - has been growing. More and more missionaries-"sunworshipers" - come from the southeast (from the territory of the Triune Kingdom of Kuzos), overcoming the dangerous expanses of the steppes. And these preachers confuse the minds of commoners with words about how only one deity really exists and is worthy of worship, and that unholy magic must burn in the righteous flame of divine wrath. So far, the local authorities have managed to keep the situation under control, but the outlook is not at all bright.

For Queen Isolde, all these thoughts are ways to find a way out of the current dangerous situation.

Time goes by...

Months will pass...

The external signs of pregnancy will become more and more noticeable to the courtiers...

And what will happen when the baby is born?

It is scary to even think about it...

"What should I do?!" - Isolde is close to panic.

Leave everything as is and turn completely to worship to The Grinning Fox, hoping that this insidious ancient deity will protect the queen and her newborn child?

Or go to the temple of Fardenna and try to pray to the goddess for help in the hope that her divine power will somehow change the terrible state of affairs?

Or should I find a preacher of the "Path of the True Sun"? What if the adherents of this new faith help cleanse the queen's body and soul from the influence of The Grinning Fox? What if after this Isolde gives birth to an ordinary human baby, on whose body and soul there will be no traces of the mystical influence of the insidious Renard the Trickster?

Or will the queen manage to come up with some other way to ensure the future of her child?