Packing up

"MEEENNN!" I barked seeing the soldiers stand alert weapons being drawn with their equipment being readied, "Pack up we are moving out!" the soldiers immediately start to pack up almost robotically; ignoring the others protests, "Damian..." I looked over to see Triss stare concerned at my posture causing me to walk up to her spoke, "I'm moving out; no point staying here... there's a queen in Skellige that want you to bring Ciri there, after this bring her there!" "You can't just leave us..." Yennefer begged but shaking my head I leaned in and spoke, "Maybe you should do the same because you will soon be alone!" "Ciri... my daughter needs your help. Whatever you want, you can have it... the castle, money, ****... a **** as an offering, I will even offer myself to you if it means protecting her!" I looked up at Triss before comforting her spoke, "Your loyalty is admirable... much more than others but anyone here who dies here is down to Geralt and Triss...I just hope for your sake some of you survive!" “Please Damian!” Yennefer begged but whispering into her ear spoke, “Just remember at least one person is a traitor” I walked out to the troops who waiting for my lead marched straight behind me leaving the courtyard leaving them to hurriedly prepare.

The news was as I expected, they had won with only a few deaths, their allies did survive but Lambert, Eskel and Vesemir all fell in the battle and the news of the betrayal by Avallac'h which again made me in a small way enjoyed it but knowing of this betrayal meant hell was going to come towards us and it was only the Nilfgaardians and the people of Skellige standing in its way. The castle overlooked the kingdom in an great vantage point for incoming enemy, the weather was cold and frosty but my **** didn’t feel the effects of it, we were dead so the cold was nothing more than inconvenience we marched up the tower towards the sealed gates as the two guards spoke in their thick accent, “What do you seek?” “A meeting with your Queen about an important matter about Geralt and Ciri!” he nodded before opening the gate ordered, “Just you!” I agreed to the teens watching the gates closed behind me ducking under the archways before stopping in the throne room to see next to the two bearded men the beautiful queen who pouting was listening to them before lifting her hand to silence them smirked getting up now focusing on my presence and smiling never asked about my presence, never asked about my appearance instead stated, “Well aren’t you a big boy!”

“My Queen” I bowed for the Queen who studying my appearance again mentioned my height, “You are a really big boy. Where do you come from?” “That is really hard to explain if you aren’t open to the Greek gods...” “Try me...” I nodded before saying, “I come from the after life realm. The great grandson of Persephone and Hades, best friend of Ares” the oldest man laughed but she being more willing to listen to the suggestion she spoke, “Prove it?!” I nodded before leading them to the window pointed at the dead army, “Anything else?” “You can do that?” the younger man spoke and nodding I claimed, “We all from this branch of the family can. It’s something minor, my main role is to punish the bad people in the afterlife either for eternity or for a short time depending on the circumstances!” she nodded before looking back to introduce the others spoke, “My name is Cerys, the old larger man is my father, Crach and the big meathead here is Hjalmar, my brother!” I shook their welcoming hand before kissing Cerys’ hand introduced myself, “My name is Zanato-Thánato, son of Elysium. Just call me Damian, Triss and the others do!” “What did I do to deserve a god?” she joked before sitting at the table tapping the seat next to her beckoning me forward. I slowly walked to her but growing impatient she pulled me to join her as Crah fetched the wine, “It’s a long story so get comfortable.”

“How could she do that?” Cerys asked shocked by Triss’ actions, she knew her, she would never have done that sane of mind, “Never mind that, where’s Ciri now?” Crach queried and shaking my head replied with, “I assume looking for help or working on a damn plan, hopefully it’s Yennefer’s plan because from what I can gather Yennefer is the brightest one out of the group!” “Either way we need prepare Crach spoke getting up pouring another mead and seeing Damian agree looked out to see the gods army start to bed down for the night now in the courtyards. “It’s getting late, I’d better show you you room!” she spoke starting to lead the god to his room for the night, “A bath is being prepared just down the hall. I hope tomorrow you will help me out in dealing with some internal matters” “Of course my Queen! Sleep well!”

The feeling of a warm bath is the best feeling of all. The feeling and knowledge of the mud and daily dirt being washed away and your muscles relaxing in the bubbly water and the relaxing feeling of the small currents washing in around you. The night had come and the hallways dark with only the odd torch providing enough light to navigate around the place. My sleeves were rolled up as I trudged back to my room but stopping when I saw the brighter light from a partially opened door so stopping to look at the source smirked seeing the nude body of Cerys changing but unlike with other people she knew I was there, she smirked in her mirror before turning back to face me simply smiled showing her bare chest off, “Come and join me Damian.”

She didn’t have to ask twice I slammed the door shut before walking up to her held her tiny waist as she looked up smiling, “Come on then big boy... I knew you were watching!” our lips met melting into one as she used her hand to push my trousers down watching me as I removed my shirt to reveal my hard muscles groaning as her cold hand cupped my penis jerking it into life before pushing me against the wall leaping into my arms her crown still firmly in place whilst she with the help me lowered onto my penis, her soaking wet pussy eagerly waiting for satisfaction, “You are doing me a great service citizen!” she muttered before being silenced once more by my lips, “So I am a citizen now? As far as I see it, it’s an honour for you, a human to get a god to fuck you!” she groaned feeling herself be ravaged by my lips kissing and biting gently on her neck, licking away her sweat, “Or maybe I’m meant to be your lover!” “Consort? Or more like my toy!” before throwing her to the floor skid inside forcing her legs to slide further apart her elbows and knees propping her up and eyes closing dealing with the cock stretching her further apart as it ventured further in than before, “Shit!” she grumbled into the pillow before crying out felt my hand pull back at her braid forcing her head up and eyes to water, “Yes, take my virgin body!” she screamed before cumming met my cock shoot over her face, showering every inch if her face.

“So you were a virgin?” she nodded staring over into his eyes, “Yes and it was great!” “Why me?” “Why not? You are hot, a god and aren’t a dickhead like the others who have tried!” “I see” he spoke whilst she continued to wipe her face clean then getting up to wash her face heard, “You were great...” for this first time in this event her demanding tone flushed away leaving her to blush, causing him to smirk as she hurriedly looked away to mask it, “Thank you!” she walked back over to grab her nightie but being pushed against the bed heard him whisper, “I hope you can last the night!” her eyes widened feeling the cock **** open her ass as he whispered kissing her neck, “Next hole I will take, ready?” she took an breath before nodding cried out feeling her body be stretched once more.

The night was long but eventually sleep overcame her and laughing as she slept in my arms, I pulled the sheet over her body as her breathing returned slowly to the right pace with my eyes falling shut not long after. The door barged open to show Crach’s shocked, smirking and embarrassed face as his daughter laid on the my body, “Father, can you knock?” “I’m sorry my queen but the men are gathering in the throne room, you should be there” she nodded placing her crown on her head before smiling at me kissed my lips, “Damian, thank you for last night but will you help me; men have come to ask for my hand... will you help me get out of this!” I nodded before grabbing my clothes spoke, “I’ll sort it Cerys, leave it to me!”

“Gentlemen!” Cerys spoke with authority walking in looking over to the men who stood with their fathers and supporters waiting for her presence, “Queen Cerys we are here to offer my son as husband to unify the clangs and be a great husband to you!” the offers continued but yelling out over the room to her fathers smirk that she commanded this amount of authority, “Stop this all of you! I will not auction myself off to you all and I will not pick and choose who I want to share my throne, my Kingdom and my bed with” “A woman can not rule a lone!” Cerys shook her head before saying, “No, but a queen can. I am a proven monarch” Crach nodded before hearing another protest she sighed, “Fine I didn’t want to do this! Damian!!!” and with that I walked in my metal boots clanging against the floor as the men stared in shock, “My love!” she smiled before turning to the others spoke, “Leave her alone!” “Who are you?” Crach asked exaggerating the point, “I am a god... descendant of Hades and Persephone related to the **** gods!” “Prove it!” I nodded before walking up to him tapped his shoulder causing him to fall down dead, “He was going to die in a two months and twenty-six days anyway from blood flooding his lung” they looked in shock as I took Cerys’ arm and seeing her smile spoke, “Now she is my lover soon to be my fiancé. Does anyone want to challenge me?” Crach watched them cower seeing the glowing sword in my possession before stating, “Well next time propose then bed her, not the other way round!” Cerys stood there watching them leave as she snapped, “Get out of my sight!” laughing, kissing my cheek, “Thank you!” she whispered hugging me tightly and acknowledging her gratefulness returned the hug, “Now its the matter of Cerys’ honour” Crach barked half joking drawing his sword, “Hey why not? I need the practice!” I barked as Cerys returned to the throne and smiling at each other our swords met with an echo in the hall.

“Not bad” I stated sheathing my sword pulling Crach up to his feet, “Just more patience is needed, against the normal foe an easy kill but not against a more experienced swordsmen!” “I wasn’t trying my hardest, I couldn’t let my daughters man get hurt!” I grabbed his knife and pushing it through my hand pulled it back out to show only a mark where the knife once was, “Next?” Cerys smirked kissing my cheek once again as I took her hand sitting on the chair next to her throne where she lowered her hand over my groan, “Father I need to talk business with Damian!” he nodded dismissing himself from the room leaving her to encourage me to kiss her however as she started to undress the door swung open and Yennefer to walk in upset, “Cerys... get some wine, she’s gonna need it!”

“He betrayed us... after we won, led Geralt to meet Ge'els, he apparently knew something to prevent reinforcements for coming, he said Eredin killed the previous ruler, it was an ambush!” “So the full army will be coming at us!” Crach barked I nodded before stretching spoke, “With no help!” Yennefer shook her head before stating, “Ciri’s father will be coming to aid us, Ciri, Triss and Geralt are establishing the other sorceresses, Keira will be joining me here soon!” I nodded seeing her drink more wine as she whined, “They didn’t want my help, I was trying to help but “I would just get in the way” Ciri even didn’t want near her? Her own mother, I have done so much for her and she has abandoned me for that Whore Triss... sorry Damian, left me for Triss” she drank some more wine before crying more Crach looked over to me and spoke, “She’s gonna need some comfort tonight!” I nodded given Yennefer more wine as he beckoned me to the side leaving Cerys to comfort the woman moving her to the fire, “How big is this army?” “Big enough to be a problem. However my best friend is Ares the God of War, his men will willingly fight and slay them! Keeping your people safe, Cerys and Ciri safe!” he nodded before seeing Cerys look at us smiling muttered, “She really does like you Damian and despite what people say about me, I am not stupid; you can’t stay here just don’t hurt her!” I leaned in before looking at Cerys spoke, “I decide what I want to do. If I decide to stay I will leave an replacement in my place or will go back only for work! But for now I get ready for war” Cerys smiled as I returned to the table seeing Yennefer clutch the blanket tightly around herself, “We can’t leave her for tonight!” “I understand Cerys, I will find another room for tonight” “No don’t do that... we will still have room for you; it will just be nice and intimate!” winking and winking back I spoke, “Well nothing like skin to skin contact to keep a person warm!” we both helped Yennefer up before escorting her to our room and here we thought this would be the end of things...

I looked at Cerys who smiling started to strip out of her clothes smiling as she saw my already naked form, “Mmm, now that’s something I have wanted all day” groaning at the cock in growing erect in front of her. We looked over to Yennefer who uncomfortably stood there unsure on what to do, “I...I can go and get another room!” “Nonsense, when in shock you need to keep the person warm, what’s better then our warmth from our bodies, help me Damian!” We hurriedly started to help Yennefer strip delicately, throwing her clothes over the chair as she nervously covered herself unsure how we would react Cerys smiled kissing my lips before doing the same to Yennefer sat back on her chair her crown firmly on top of her head nodding to me as I pushed Yennefer to the seat, “Yennefer as a friend of you and your current situation, it’s clear you need some relief therefore for tonight, he’s yours! Let him make you forget all about your troubles and show that there are many better men out there than Geralt!” Yennefer looked into my eyes before smirking at the tool she had available to her nodded beckoning me closer and Cerys drinking her wine pulled from her draw a doglike dildo readying herself for the scene to unfold in front of her, “Hell why not?”

Cerys watched as Yennefer fell to her knees and slid the cock inside of her mouth taking the first few inches inside her mouth before gagging struggled as the larger than Geralt’s cock pushed its way further down her throat, her eyes widening as my testicles brushed against her chin, “You are getting into this Damian!” “Something I have to *pant* give *pant* Yennefer credit, she has the best blowjob that I have ever had!” Yennefer smirked before removing her mouth left the soaking wet cock drop and hang in front of her face the saliva dripping from it looked at Cerys before stating, “Maybe you should ask me for some lessons!” leaving a flustered Cerys pleasure herself submissively whilst Yennefer returned to my cock groaning into it as I thrusted faster into her mouth.

Yennefer stood up wiping the semen from her lips as she pulled me towards the seat next to Cerys who watched me hold my cock up for Yennefer who in turn mount my lap, “How does it feel to be on the other side for once... you fucking another woman’s man!” Cerys teased playing with herself until Yennefer’s lips sucked her dildo; Cerys went to kiss the other woman’s breast but being met by Yennefer’s glare heard Yennefer order, “No touching us, not tonight; he’s mine!” Cerys obeyed falling to her knees before grabbing her dildo watch Yennefer ride my cock my lips locking with hers, my hands holding her waist, “Oh fuck!” Yennefer cried kissing me passionately, “So tight!” I replied thrusting upwards meeting her movements, “Deeper!” Cerys cried sliding her toy deeper inside of her watching Yennefer take the cock more experienced than she did, “Turn around!” I whispered causing her to nod using her arm to wrap around my neck bouncing faster than before taking the crown from Cerys’ head placed it on top of her own, “Cerys this is how a queen takes a god to bed!” her head shot back in a shiver when my teeth bit at her neck, “What a body!” I muttered pulling Cerys’ head to our genitals to watch each movement closer as the speed increased once again; skin slapping against each other as Cerys climaxed from her toy partially upset that she was now being cucked by the woman she tried to help.

“Cum inside her Damian. Knock her up and make her your bitch!” Cerys spoke watching Yennefer cum crying out before eyes widening as her stomach started to bulge from my semen shooting inside of her, “What a woman!” I groaned Yennefer looked at us before growing nervous again climbed into the bed with my eyes looking over to Cerys who nodding climbed in next to her sandwiching her in between us both, my cock rubbing again her bum and Cerys’ chest against her’s. “It’s okay Yennefer, we’re here for you, both of us!” Cerys remarked and nodding in response kissed her neck, “Anytime or place, we’ll be there!” Yennefer smiled softly before closing her eyes pushed back against the softening penis.

“Morning!” Yennefer spoke joining my side who sat next to Cerys at the head of the table, “Morning Yennefer” he responded feeling her arms wrap around his shoulders and lips kiss his neck passionately whilst Crach laughing commenting in between biting into his cooked meat, “Now a sorceress... careful now or you will end up like Geralt!” Cerys laughed whilst Yennefer growled causing Damian to calmly respond with, “Unlike him I won’t use the women. When it’s over it’s over!” the room fell silent when the doors swung open and smiling in her winter jacket that covered from her knees up to her chin and looking over seeing Cerys’ head on Damian’s shoulder and Yennefer’s arms around his neck; she pulled down her collar to revel her smirk before stating, “Well now I can see why you came here for. Why have Triss when you can have two women? or three if you let me entertain you!”

“So Yen...” Keira teased grabbing a leg from the freshly cooked chicken, “What Keira?” “So... when did you two get together?” “We aren’t together, maybe you should ask Cerys about him becoming her king...” Keira smirked before trying to use her familiar charm spoke, “I thought I was your queen!” “You were more of my younger sister...” she smirked before thinking back on the stories he had once told her spoke, “But like Zeus and Hera or Hades and Persephone; Family stick together!” Cerys snarled protectively panting angrily at Keira’s attitude, however Yennefer didn’t respond instead she focused on the colder room as the candles blew out and ice started to form on the outside windows, “We aren’t ready! We aren’t ready!” Cerys rushed to the window before looking back was met by me standing up adjusting my armour, “Yennefer, Keira go and get up to higher ground. Trap them here and provide us with aerial support; I will take care of this rabble. MMMEEEENNNN TO WAR!” “Damian!” Cerys called out and looking back she threw the crown over (the one for the monarchs husband/wife), “Fight for me, my king!” he placed it on his helmet before kissing her chin, hugging Yennefer and Keira, “I’ll bring back the leaders head!”

The men stood weapons ready as the portals opened and rushing out the men tried to attack the villagers but were met by the men of the dead who used their lack of unity to their advantage attacking each one as they came out, "Zantano, over there!" Ned growled and nodding from his ship the leader stood there staff in hand ordering the men forward, "Ned Stark hold the main yard, Robert squash the spawning parties, I'm going for the leaders head!" they nodded watching their supreme commander push forward the now growing number of Wild Hunt slicing the nearest ones down using the glowing sword to **** a larger hole through the enemy splitting it into two providing his men the advantage of allowing them to focus on each group separately. Yennefer nodded casting a spell to cause heavy ice rain down on the Hunt whilst Keira closing her eyes focused on isolating the ship as Zantano leaped onto the ship battling and killing the first two soldiers glaring at the hooded figure who turning around smiled holding his staff, "Zantano-Thanatos we finally meet. The god of dead who wants us dead. Selective empathy; to think you consider us evil yet don't see Cirilla as one!" "No...I see you trying to kill my Queen's people; as a result of this I am going to remove your head and shove it up Eredin's ass!" he snarled before uttering an spell caused the ship to start to freeze but breaking free to Avallac'h's surprise Zantano punched him swear in the mouth causing him to fall as his soldiers who weren't frozen drew their weapons however, now Yennefer seeing the number disadvantage sent a wave of burning fire at the ship causing it to be set alight, trapping Avallac'h and Zantano in a ring of fire. Avallac'h swung his staff which was parryed by the better fighter and swordsman who knew he had to stop his opposition from performing another spell, Avallac'h tried on every passing attempt but this caused him to lose concentration on his opponent who ducking his swing allowed Zantano's to cut into his chest before slicing his face swung again stabbed him in his stomach, "You won't stop us... Ge'el's men will be preparing to join Eredin's main forces and then no matter how many men you have, it won't be enough!" Zantano laughed before pulling his sword from his chest spoke, "No it's my time to attack, he won't expect that and we will hit them hard and then as your world burns I will return to fuck all the sorceresses in the world as payment. Thanks for this!" he grabbed the staff as Avallac'h tried to resist but was met by a metal boot to his head, "No..." Zantano kicked him again before lifting his sword slammed it through his neck twisting the sword so it cut through the bones that held the head on, "As promised!" he spoke grabbing the head.

“Damian your back!” Cerys cried out elated, I nodded before throwing the head on the floor commented, “Your traitor, my men are just finishing with his men!” before handing Yennefer the staff, “A present, he used it to perform spells of some sort, so it’s only right I give it to you!” Yennefer took it and seeing it glow smirked, “It’s soo light!” “Yeah he struggled to lift it but if it’s like other artefacts then they all tend to choose their owner, the Staff of Hermes has chosen you!” she swung it once more before smiling stopped to see the fun had stopped and my face was sincere once more, “We have a problem... Avallac’h revealed that Ge’el was preparing the rest of the army that were going to join up with Eredin and his forces, apparently they is too many of them for us to win!” “What do we do?” Cerys questioned looking to her father, “Fortunately he said that the army wasn’t ready, I suggest my men attack them fast and hard, hit them at the source whilst Ares’ brings his men, hit them before they even get ready!” Cerys nodded not particularly happy by it but understanding its importance spoke, “Go tomorrow!” I nodded as Crach stood there amused by the closeness of the women to me, “Another one?” I shrugged feeling soft kisses from the women as Cerys responded with, “It’s his reward for saving our people!” and Keira to then add, “And it could be the last time we see him!” now I felt a pair of delicate hands around my waist as Keira moved down to my trousers and Yennefer stripped off to her bare essentials making Cerys smirk before encouraging me to follow her, tonight was going to be FUN!

The sun shone the next day and sitting on the edge of Cerys’ bed felt the pairs of hands massage my back and shoulders, Yennefer’s around my waist and lower back, Cerys’ on my shoulders and arms whilst Keira laid in my lap smiling like the others, “And how are you different to Geralt apart for a being better fuck?” “It’s all fun games until I love someone, then I am loyal to them like they are to me. Ask Triss for years I was loyal to her refusing others or my first love... Philippa will vouch that I was there for her until the end!” Keira nodded before looking up into my glowing eyes spoke, “And that’s why I prefer you to him!” I kissed her lips before kissing Cerys and Yennefer got up to fetch my armour, “Time I got geared up!” “What will you do?” Yennefer asked and pondering it shrugged before saying, “Raise hell!”

My soldiers stood lined up in their ranks watching me as I knelt in front of Cerys who stood up to place her hand on my shoulders, “Come back safe!” I nodded permanently attaching the crown to my helmet as her banners joined ours, “Yes my Queen!” Yennefer stepped forward to hug me with Keira joining in kissed my cheeks before demanding I came back, “Ned Stark, Robert Baratheon let’s go!” the men nodded before seeing the portal open stepped forward.

The weather was freezing cold, for those who were alive they wouldn’t live but having an army of dead men it didn’t effect them and smiling Damian saw his great friend Ares standing there preparing his army, “Ares my brother in arms!” he met Damian with the hug before looking at the army spoke, “Ned, Robert. So what’s the tactics?” Damian studied the surroundings before seeing the patrolling guards spoke, “We lead them to the open battlefield. Where we will ambush them before meeting them in battle. We have to **** them out first!” Ares nodded before thinking about it said, “We need attack the town, draw the soldiers out and make them follow us back. We ambush them and then turn to fight!” Ned nodded before pointing out, “We will need someone to capture their castle to prevent them from retreating! I suggest my section and half of Roberts lead that ****, by flanking around when the fighting has begun!” Ares nodded before looking at the guards patrolling the town spoke, “Robert lead small groups to silently deal with the guards, the rest of us prepare the ambush and get ready to destroy the town!” the men nodded before looking at the castle spoke, “With hope within a few days we will have slaughtered them all”

Weeks passed and the attack was now a full on campaign, however any help for Ge’el was hopeless. The fighting was long and tough but the elves were suffering heavier losses and their headquarters destroyed, forcing the remaining Wild hunt in the city to take cover in the ruined buildings forcing them to meet us on the open field but now after the last engagement I sat down at the table with Ares, Robert and Ned who drank from their bottles of ale. “What’s next after this?” “We link up with the living and finish them off, the Nilfgaardians are sending their army, Skelligians their men whilst we lead the front and kill every one of those bastard Dark knights!” Ned nodded before stating, “Then my family can join me?” “Yes, you won’t be separated anymore, it will take a few days to sort out with grandma but you will all be joined. Robert as you said all the women, wine and food you can handle!” he nodded before cracking open another bottle asked, “And you? Now that Triss has left you?” Ares slowly lowered his bottle down before asking placing his hand on my shoulder for comfort, “She left you? For who?” “Geralt!” I snarled back still hurt by it, “After all that you have done and are currently doing!” I nodded before shrugging said, “Well I am not short of options... Geralt’s ex likes me, I am currently unofficially king of Skellige and Keira as always is there!” Ares returned to drinking before in between mouthfuls commented, “Yes but Keira was always a on and off before Triss came never anything serious!” and agreeing I spoke, “Yennefer is just there for me to comfort her despite our attraction and Cerys well she’s a firecracker expecting me to always be there, which with regrets I can’t be!” the men nodded before Brienne walked up clutching a bottle, “Can I join you?” “Of course Tarth! Move over Stark!” he nodded providing space. It was then when she asked, “How many more will find your bed?” I laughed back before stating, “I have heard things about Fringilla, apparently in her own way is stunning... another Geralt reject though!” she nodded causing Ares to remember back to the times before, “You remember your first love?” “Ares of course I do. Ned was lucky with Catelyn, you think she was hard work and you Robert with Cersei try and imagine this: A woman who gets as angry as me, very opinionated about everything, bossy with endless lust for power and can be just as violent as me; but hardly ever agreeing with me!” Ares laughed before crying out in laughter spoke, “Remember when she told Zeus to remove his hand or she was going to remove his testicles and make him eat them!” I laughed back before saying, “She never really cared for ranking unless it was her own. God I loved that woman!” Ares nodded seriously for a moment before singing my praises said, “And you were. We will all sleeping around and you stayed loyal to her, even when she went power mad you accepted and respected her decision knowing you mustn't stand in her way” “She had aims and goals I couldn't stop her from trying” “What aims?” Brienne queried causing me to sigh before stating, “She wanted to try a large power play, she wanted to become chief advisor to a king but to do that required her killing his daughter then setting up the previous advisor and her to be in a good position already to become the next one. I could tell it wasn’t going to work and tried endlessly to convince against it, I just hope she got what she wanted because I haven’t seen her since, just heard things!” “She lost her sight didn’t see? Eyes gouged out?” Ares asked but shaking my head I simply spoke, “First I have heard of it!” “Yeah, she performing witchcraft in a no go zone so King Radovid removed them” Ares claimed so clicking my knuckles I growled, “Another bastard to kill!” “This first then him!” Ares ordered the group nodded so reluctantly agreeing with them returned to the merriments of the evening.

Months passed

Cerys listened to the endless squabbling between clang-leaders arguing over trusting of Nilfgaard or not leaving her to sigh wishing for Damian’s return, with him here no one would dare argue as much as this. However, relief was soon provided when her brother walked in and called out, “My dearest Queen, introducing Triss Merrigold, Geralt of Rivia and Cirilla Heiress to the throne of Cintra and Heiress to Inis Ard Skellig and Inis An Skellig!” Cerys nodded watching the trio walking in line and time as each other smiling to see their dearest friend, “Cerys!” Ciri rushed up to her and being met in a hug from her Cerys nodded to her guards who immediately restrained Triss and Geralt removing the Witcher’s swords and binding their wrists together, “Cerys what are you doing?” Geralt protested “No offence Geralt but you hurt my hopefully future king, so I see this as payback!” “What do you mean future king!” Triss whimpered being thrown to her knees in front of Cerys, “Zantano-Thánatos, you hurt him by going back to this...this person! I will not see him get hurt by anyone!” “He’s a big enough lad to take care of himself!” Geralt spoke in his usual tone but shaking her head Cerys snapped, “What Triss did, I will never forgive and as such after this you are both banished from our lands!” “Cerys please for me!” Ciri pleaded causing Cerys to look at her whilst Yennefer stood behind Cerys glaring at them all, “Yennefer please!” “Oh now you remember me... don’t want my help then but now it’s okay because you want me to save them!” “What are you on about Yennefer?” Ciri asked, “You abandoned me, didn’t want my help because I wasn’t worth it and would just get in the way!” “I didn’t mean that!” “What did you mean?” “I didn’t want you to get hurt!” “Hurt! Hurt! You hurt me by telling me not to bother, you were like a daughter to me and Triss a sister but you just threw me to the side like an unwanted sword!” Geralt glared at his former lover before snapping, “What has Damian done to you to cause this hatred? To me, yes I deserve it! Triss? Yes as well but not Ciri!” tears rushed from Yennefer’s frustrated and upset cheeks, “What has he done? Helped me, made sure I was kept warm when in shock, fed me, helped me get back on my feet, comforted me, protected me and showed that you aren’t worth it. He wiped my tears away when I broke down about Ciri hurting me like this... he isn’t to blame for my hurt or anger you are!” “Then see reason in the bigger picture!” another lady spoke walking in her blonde hair curly and eyes firmly fixed on the argument, “Sisters let’s not fight over this... this man! We need him to help defeat the hunt then if you want to kill each other then do so!” Cerys sighed before nodding to issue the order for them to be released spoke, “Your right....” “Margarita Laux-Antille” “Your right Margarita, unfortunately! Yennefer retract the claws for now or at least until Damian’s back!” she nodded before returning to Cerys’ sighed as they saw Ciri once again try to play peacemaker, “We killed Imlerith!” Cerys nodded before rubbing the failure in spoke, “But Avallac’h...” Triss sighed before confessing what Cerys already knew, “We were betrayed and we will have to deal with him after...”

Yennefer snorted at her before growling hostility snapped, “This wouldn’t have happened if I was there!” Triss walked up to her but seeing Margarita and Ciri push themselves in between them snapped, “It was a mistake no harm done!” Cerys shook her head causing them to look at her as she started to explain what happened next, “He led the Wild Hunt here and attacked the island!” Ciri looked back gulping, “What happened! How many dead?” this caused Yennefer to throw the head of Avallac’h at Triss whilst Cerys explained, “We had no army fully established yet, just bands of tribesman causing Damian to lead the resistance whilst Yennefer and Keira tried to trap him in, Damian’s army killed the man and he personally cut his head off; the thing is another attack was going to arrive, Ge’el’s and his army to launch a much larger one!” Triss turned around to solely focus on her as she asked, “Where is he?” “MY KING is seeing to the second problem. He has gone to their kingdom to either defeat them or kill as many as he can!” “That’s too dangerous!” Triss yelled but shrugging Cerys snapped, “What do you want me to say? Something romantic like when you are suffering from a broken heart you don’t care anyone! He knew the risk and knew what had to be done either way he is giving us time and he is fixing your fuckups!” Ciri looks down before upset spoke, “No because of me... everything is my fault because of what I am... now another person is fighting an war over me!” “It’s not your fault, he never sees it as your fault instead Geralt’s and Triss’ fault” “How long has he been gone?” Margarita asked “How long now Yennefer? Is three maybe four months?” Cerys checked with her fellow ally “Three months and sixteen days!” she nodded before looking back saw Triss slump against the step, “I hope he’s okay...” “Why so you can go back and compare whose better in bed?” Yennefer snapped and as you would expect started the arguments all over again.

That night the the banquet was silent among the members who were previously there, Cerys sat at the head alone with the Kings seat left empty for Damian’s return, Yennefer sat next to her with Margarita and Keira on the other side of her, Ciri sat next to Geralt at the far end after Cerys refused her permission to sit next to her leaving Triss to look around seeing no one willingly invite her to sit next to them sat next to Margarita who hesitantly and unwillingly let her sit there, “What you doing here?” Yennefer yelled forcing Triss to look down and ignore her before attempting to speak to Keira the fellow youngster of the coven was also met by her ignoring her but Margarita not wanting a further rift between the Lodge members spoke, "My question to you Keira and Yennefer is this... you are treating Triss like shit because of what she and Geralt did but is that what Damian would want? He's a tough enough man to deal with her himself; I know people tend to pick sides on occasions like this but we are all family joined together by our unique talents and powers, let us not forget this! And no man should separate us!" Yennefer shook her head before snapping causing another scene, "But tell me this... if you loved an man for decades, tried everything to please him and then he dumps you for your literal sister, would you not be sour?" she nodded before pleading with the women begged, "Please just behave when Philippa comes, the last thing we need is her being pissed off!" "You're right!" Triss agreed with Yennefer reluctantly agreeing. "So how are things between you and Geralt!" Keira spoke hoping secretly they were deeply involved that she wouldn't jump back to Damian, "Truthfully? Yen... did you two ever... have threesome's with his friends" "What? of course not!" "He tells me you always did... Zoltan, Dandelion multiple different men, it's that or he starts to get forceful!" "You are such a fool for letting him... You have to control him otherwise this happens! but good, you both deserve to suffer!" "I know you hate me but, I am asking for your help from one sorceress to another!" Yennefer smirked before stating, "You think I said that because I hate you? No, I deal with people I hate differently. I said that because of what you did to Damian, HE worshiped the ground you walked on and you picked an arsehole over him; that's why I have no sympathy for you. At least with you and Geralt being together, it frees him away from your spell and maybe he does accept Cerys' proposal so then he can slaughter everyone... Radovid, Emhyr, Geralt, hell even you Triss. Hopefully he would destroy the kingdoms just because he could and for his wife because she has picked up the pieces that you've left!" Triss sat there in shock looking at Yennefer who didn't care anymore, instead she toyed with her food wiping more tears away from her eyes, "Maybe one day we could patch things up... when the dust has settled and we have gone our separate ways, it may take years but I would like that!" but what came next caused Ciri to drop her fork upset and Geralt to hug her, "I won't be around here much longer... I plan on joining Damian in the land of the dead; I just hope I do it on my own terms and not at Eredin's hands" "Yen don't say such things..." "Ciri, he understands me and cares for me therefore to keep YOU ALL together, I'll take Triss' place, it's clear I am not part of your life anymore!" before rushing out of the room left the room to fall silent again but Ciri equally upset tried to find her and Triss to look back at Geralt who simply sighed before returning to his food non-phased by the event.

“Fringilla!” Yennefer spoke as she cautiously hugged her Lodge-mate who returning the hug offered her sympathies to what had happened whilst glaring at both Triss and Geralt, “At least Triss has done one thing right… united is in one point of view. It doesn’t matter now anymore, to them I am just the black sheep!” “You aren’t Yennefer and never think that, it’s as I said before... Geralt is virtually always behind our troubles in the lodge, he caused the rift in our shaky relationship to grow bigger!” “Hey that’s not fair!” Ciri snapped back, “You choose to fuck him! You also chose to fight against Yennefer and blind her!” “And yet here I am helping her when I could have fled. You are very naive to not blame him after he was already in a relationship and still tried to bed us!” Ciri looked down acknowledging the fact before seeing Triss slap Fringilla, Fringilla returned it harder, “Don’t you fucking touch me again!” “Stop spreading shit about Geralt!” “Triss love... he does that himself in virtually every action he does, the best think you could do is castrate him, he can’t produce any children anyway...” “Shut it all of you!” Triss yelled readying herself with Ciri drawing her sword causing Fringilla to ready herself with Yennefer before being stopped by the leader of the group angry at this whole scene, “Stop it all of you!” “Nice to finally see you Philippa” Keira spoke getting ready to fight, “Fucking Geralt... all of you stand down now! Triss! Yennefer! Stand down. We are better than squabbling over a man!” they looked at the blinded woman before looking at each other sighed in agreement as she now positioned herself in the way of the two groups, “Fringilla, Keira take Yennefer away to cool off, we know how hot headed she can be. Margarita with Triss but before you go...” she walked up to Triss clutching her heads so she looked at Philippa’s face only, stopped from looking anywhere else, “I have heard about what happened and must say he is using you, like he always does, the best thing you could do is all leave him but Triss, what did I tell you? I told you to stop thinking with your vagina and to use your head. It should be clear that Zantano-Thantos was the better option!” Triss shook her head protesting, “Have you seen his anger and look at what he does? how could anyone choose him!” Philippa laughed before responding with, “Have I seen it? I used to be his partner but my own selfish greed threw it all away!” “Geralt is sweet and caring compared to the anger of this god!” “Sure Triss he has anger problems but he refused how many women for you? That already shows how much better he is than Geralt, he would have fucked them all and now? Why the hell not.... for years he has had nothing, why not have fun?” Fringilla who had heard it all on the way here agreed to reasoning.

“He isn’t that different from Geralt if anything he was over obsessive and his reaction to this showed me how spoilt he was assuming I was his and plans wouldn’t change” “He protected and saved you multiple times, he was also loyal” Keira spoke before Yennefer butted in with, “Caring and a better lay!” this caused Fringilla to smirk thinking of what it could be like but Philippa’s response caused everyone to stop. “Why is he better? Because he isn’t selfish, yes he gets hurt easily but he stood by me, loved me, protected me and helped me with when I needed it despite my selfish aims of power, I didn’t listen to him when all he was doing was offering me advice! he was the only one I never loved for political gain and instead caused my lust for power. The day I left him he didn’t shout, threaten me or try to stop me, he simply hugged me and wished me luck. Why is he better than Geralt? because down beneath the anger and ****, he cares and has morals that never changes, look at it now... he is fighting YOUR war, fixing YOUR mess and saving Ciri who has nothing to do with him so I see everyone he beds or riches he takes as payment!” the room was silent and Triss bowing her head to not look at the woman heard Yennefer ask, “Do you?” Philippa nodded before blushing slightly which to the other sorceresses was a sight to behold, she never showed this affection, “Yes I do still love him and more so because in my maturity I understand what we had and the fact he is back here!” Crach who stood out from the scene with Cerys laughed before stating, “You are both perfect for each other... both angry, strong willed and determined; I can see why you were attracted to each other” Philippa nodded before looking up in Triss’ direction spoke, “You made the same mistake as I; I just don’t hope you end up just like me!” Triss nodded hugging the blind woman before freezing looked over to the blue portal that appeared and as the crowd looked on out came Ned and Robert, “Is he? Is he dead?”

“Nah he is bringing up the rear, making sure everyone gets back over!” Ned barked opening the door for the soldiers to walk through back to the courtyard, “Not you Brienne, Zantano said you are to join us at the feast, as a thank you for your efforts!” she nodded causing Cerys to naturally make space for his request as the soldiers continued to trickle out one by one until they started to have pairs of people helping the injured out, Cerys watched with Yennefer until smiling they saw the armoured giant of a man walk out talking back towards the portal, “Thank you brother!” “Until the next time brother and take my advice! Forget Triss, fuck Fringilla and Yennefer preferably at the same time. Gag Keira and then find Philippa or fuck Ciri by the sounds of it she is one of us, just claim her for yourself!” “I’ll see what happens brother, I’ll be back after this either way stuff will have to be discussed!” the portal vanished as he turned around to see the Queen. “My Queen, will you excuse me for a few moments!” she nodded causing him to now order to the soldiers of Cerys, “Tell the men that they are on leave, just tell them not to cause any trouble. We need treatment for the injured!” they nodded causing him to hand the head to Cerys, who handing it her to father encouraged him closer, “Sit next to me!” “I shouldn’t, I’m not your king officially” “I decree it!” I nodded sitting down before pulling the table out asked, “May I choose the guests for our table?” she nodded causing me to count the number of spare seats being six spoke, “Brienne, Yennefer, Fringilla, Kiera, Ciri and...” I stopped seeing the Sorceress in the middle of the room staring at me and now I knew the truth, she was blind. “Philippa... what happened to you?” “Oh this? A temporary set back it will be all fixed soon” “Who did this to you?” “King Radovid!” I growled clicking my knuckles before demanding, “Where is he?” “Damian please, we have other things to care of!” Cerys pleaded, I nodded as Philippa hugged me which I warmly returned before taking my arm spoke, “Come let’s sit. I have soo much to tell you and fear not enough time to do so.”

The table was full of the sorceresses who talked leaving Triss on the outside sat next to Geralt watching the group talk. I had next to me Philippa who told me endlessly of her heights and now her lows whilst opposite me sat Fringilla a charming woman who smiled every time our eyes met, “So Fringilla what happened to you?” “I was captured by Ciri’s dad for my connection to the Lodge after the stupid plan; whilst I am at it I like to remind everyone that I was NOT part of it and would have in fact voted against it!” “It would have worked if Geralt just walked the other way!” “People feared us before and then finding out we were killing kings… it gave them more reason to treat us like they do!” “In what sense?” Zantano queried, “Beat us, **** us, outlaw us and most of importantly burn us at the Stake” “Shame really… not everyone is bad!” Keira commented which caused Zantano to reply, “Your problem is you are trying an Isu expectation of you in a human world” “How so?” Fringilla questioned which caused Philippa to comment, “Not exactly true but he has a point” “You see Fringilla. Sorceresses or Mages as we call them are just humans who have been exposed to Isu resin or slight mutation in their blood originally. At the time of the very first few no one had an idea to do with them, they aren’t Isu but aren’t exactly human so you aren’t a first class citizen but not a ****. Mages are given special roles” “What roles?” Fringilla question unsure on if she wanted the answer or not, “We are free women who are used for breeding, a arm piece for Isu, an easy life. Virtually mistresses” “Not exactly true, they can have Isu related roles and they do help when they can for example healing, casting barricades, controlling peoples minds, ****. I used a series of elven mages to help run my prison at one time; it’s soo much easier to keep an eye on things when they can hope in and out of an portal wherever they are needed.” “Why breeding? We are infertile” Yennefer queried and leaning over he explained, “You can change your appearance at will and your infertility is not infertility; it’s just a human can’t get you pregnant. You are used by gods for a reason… I bet I could knock you all up in a day if I wanted to. However, Philippa would get territorial like always” “Wait… you could impregnate me?” Yennefer asked and nodding Zantano causally replied, “I could take you back home with me, breed you; raise the child and even marry you. It’s uncommon but not impossible; just means you would become a Isu in law and would therefore result in you needing to go through the process of physically becoming one of us… anyway we are getting off track here, Fringilla what did he do to you?”

“They beat me really bad... I wish you were there” “Oh yeah why?” “Because you look like a man who could protect me from harm and those muscles!!!” she moaned exaggeratedly, “Oh and then what, after I saved your life?” winking at her she smiled before challenging the others to react, “Well after we escape we would find a nice cosy inn get a room and some wine and I would be yours for the night in return I would know that you would be mine thereafter!” “So willing but how do you know I wouldn’t find Margarita and take her as mine!” Margarita looked up from her food lip curling as she smirked, “How do you know I would let you?” “I don’t but I would take my chances in bedding such a woman, I get the feeling that you are like Philippa in bed: strong, kinky and wouldn’t complain about being in charge!” Philippa smirked as she held my arm tighter, “I just can’t believe we are in the same room again!” “I know Philippa but now I have two reason to punish Radovid!” “When you do go let me know I want to join in!” Philippa spoke with Margarita agreeing who explained what had happened to her.

Fringilla leaned over the balcony holding her goblet of wine as she watched the army of Damian pile into the local taverns but she knew that she was no longer alone when two metal boot sounds stopped behind her, “Damian?” she heard his familiar huff causing her to look back and calmly smile at him, “I thought I better introduce myself individually to the sorceresses!” “You don’t have to, we... well I know of you. I just didn’t know they were true!” “And I have heard so much about you but they were understatements. Unmatched beauty, black raven hair that match the crows at my homelands and eyes that rival Medusa’s!” she blushed before looking away nervously spoke, “After this I am to be recaptured and taken back to my cell, can you believe that, I am helping to save his daughter” “Don’t worry about him! He’ll back down to me they always do and if they don’t I will kill him or you could just ask Ciri for a pardon it’s the least she can do!” she nodded before finishing her glass of wine was met by me refilling it up, “What will you do afterwards? Triss isn’t going to be there, will that cause you any problems?” “None at all. I will have back-stocks of work to do, then it will be feasts, balls, weddings, parties and wars to attend to. It’s never quiet where I am” she nodded before prying queried, “What about guests...” “Purely optional but it does cause a lot of endless annoying offers and suitors pushed in front of me” “I bet they are all good little girls?” “Hardly, some of them are literal chaos or terror. That’s why I liked Triss she was sweet and different for the others!” “You say that... but Yennefer see’s her as selfish in every manner, she literally tried to stop Geralt from getting his memory back just because she knew he would likely return to Yennefer. I see her as a immature girl running around endlessly after a man who will probably leave her for another, where she could have you. A real woman love real men, not run around with a Witcher whore” I giggled shamefully with every joke or insult she flung which encouraged her more before asking, “So how were those courtships?” “Funny story, this is how me and Ares became great friends, he’s my uncle by relation but everyone hates him because of his personality. Anyway I was due to marry Adriesta, a war goddess; a literal female Ares but she made it clear that she didn’t want anyone like that but we still remained friends. It was pretty weird having someone as angry and violent as me but given her role it was natural” “What do you mean?” “When a god is born they are often give a role based on their natural and original response, so you could say the role decides the personality unless physical altercations decides otherwise. So if you showed a lot of affection in your younger years you were associated with love, loved the darkness you were a night god. When I was born I was born dead, didn’t bleed and didn’t show emotion and thus...” “You were a god related to ****. So I assume arranged marriages?” “Sometimes but that’s why people are comparing me and Geralt all the time. Geralt acts like he doesn’t care and so appears emotionally dead, where I am born emotionally dead and don’t really understand emotions just assume to have an idea of what they are. I couldn’t tell you the difference between depression and sadness, love or lust and that’s why when I liked Triss is was something special. I actually felt something for her like I did for Philippa” she nodded before smiling kissing my cheek comforting me in my thoughts as she spoke, “Just remember women love real men, whilst the children run around commitment free, they end up in trouble.”

The next stop was Margarita who sitting in the garden, her jacket done up tight to shield her from the cold watched me in barely a tunic, “Not cold?” I shook my head seeing her shiver once more, “If you’re cold then why are you out here?” “I had to get away from the civil war between Triss and Yennefer!” I nodded before handing her my shirt saw her stare at my toned chest, “What?” she shook her head before speaking, “I heard some stories about you... well Philippa was telling me. Apparently you’re bigger than a horse down there...” I laughed at her before commenting, “The fact you still think a good lay relies on a big penis but if really want to know you can have a feel!” she hesitantly slid her hand down my trousers grabbing it smiling as she felt the weight lay in her hand pushing down on her, “Shit!” “Does it live up to the stories?” she nodded before freeing it giggled using both hands to hold it, “And Fringilla wanted this... it wouldn’t fit in her tight hole” this made me decide, I made a move standing up so my hardening cock was in the woman’s face but she not accepting this pushed me back down, “You want to have some fun? We do it my way in my room. Got it?” I nodded letting her to continue to study my penis before pulling my trousers back up heard, “So is this all you wanted or...” “No, I was going to ask how you are feeling! You must be feeling it!” “How would you know what I have been through? Huh?” “Physically and mentally torturing people is my job” “Oh... but why?” “Some people do horrific things in life and don’t get punished for it... I with a few other gods punish them in the afterlife” she nodded taking my hand spoke, “I knew it would be something honourable!” I nodded before dropping into the conversation, “I am also soon to be announced as king of the dead which falls in line with Hades being king of the underworld and Persephone queen of Elysium” “Going up in the world... now you just need a queen to complete it!” I shrugged before looking at Margarita spoke, “My one left me for another!” she nodded before kissing me said, “Don’t worry about her, Philippa will handle her, thank you for checking up on my condition though” “Of course Margarita, don’t stay out here too long, it’s cold for you humans!” she nodded returning to her thoughts, “I need a bath!” I stated closing the door.

“Damian!” “Yes my Queen!” “Philippa was looking for you!” “Thank you Cerys!” “Will I... will you join me in our chambers tonight?” “I may but I have to check up on my troops and assure the sorceresses don’t kill each other!” she laughed before pulling me into the next room undoing her dress lounging on the bed. “You are going to have to take me now then!” I ripped my trousers off before walking up cock hanging down at her smiling face spoke, “I missed you dearly when I was away!” her vagina was now shaved, lips being held apart pulled me in using her legs to pull me into her which I eagerly entered her body fucking her hard as she looked over to now know whose room we were in. She pushed my head over to look at the woman. Yennefer was naked watching the scene as she masturbated seeing her partially lover fuck her friend, “How about it Damian?” Cerys asked and nodding pulled out walking over to Yennefer who watched as Cerys’ pussy slid down to her mouth and my cock enter her, “Fuck her hard lover!” I obliged slamming into the whimpering women whose whines were muffled by the the queen who rode her face, “How about you become my advisor after this?” Yennefer struggled to nod smiling as she saw my cock climax inside the mature woman who in turn climaxed leaving Cerys to dismount and squirt over Yennefer smiling as Yennefer looked up to see me stand over lowering my hands to pull her to her feet and slam her against the wall with Cerys climbing up to join her became sandwiched between us, “A few moments!” Yennefer whispered kissing us before starting to mutter a spell out shot from her groan a bulging penis which Cerys spat on drenching the member below her, “Ready?” Yen asked and nodding we both entered her both pushing against her squeezing the redhead between our bodies, Cerys cried screeching the wall down allowing Yennefer to whisper, “Come to me later!” unsure if I had heard her allowing me with the perfect get out reason if I sought it.

“Finally!” he groaned lowering his body into the steaming room, the water started to clean himself of any dirt and blood from the previous months of battling under his and the Craite banner which now flew from the castle to show both their dominance and now success. His closed as he started to stretch out hearing the clicking of his bones enjoying the peace and tranquillity that he had now had, weighing up the options of what had been put before him. Stay with Cerys and become king with Yennefer as advisor? Take Fringilla with him? Hear Yennefer out? Hold on hope for Triss or just go back home and stay out of this? Either way Radovid would pay for touching Philippa... no matter what Philippa did if anyone is going to punish her it would be him, it was his job to not some bald headed spoilt brat and Emhyr... well if he wanted to beat Fringilla, he would hurt him to. However as he took an unneeded breath shot one eye open to look at the steam when the door swung open and then locking behind the person and the pair of feet walked towards him battling the steam causing him to smile as she had finally found him, Philippa was back.

“There you are!” Philippa spoke in her always regal manner, “Philippa, want to join me?” I didn’t even have ask twice, she climbed in sitting I supposed normal distance apart smiling as she waited for me to speak, “It’s been a while...” “Too long, look I... I was wrong, you were right!” “I know Philippa but don’t worry about the past. All I got apart for loneliness was this scar from Zeus and you lost your sight!” “What happened with Zeus?” “He wanted to punish you for what you said to him and I said no, instead laughed it off we fought over the situation. He stabbed me through the chest thinking he had killed me; we both know that doesn’t kill me, a few inches upwards and you would have been talking to the King of Olympus, he called it a draw!” “You defended my honour? Why... we both know I have very little!” “I did it because I didn’t like them insulting you. Despite what you did I still cared for you; even if you didn’t!” “Thank you Zantano” I nodded before looking at where her eyes were meant to be asked, “What will you do about your sight?” “I’ll regrow my eyes, it’s a slow progress but they will come back!” “Shame!” “Why?” “I always loved your eyes!” “I know, I know. I’m going to take his as ****!” “Don’t!” “You can’t stop me Zantano! I won’t listen!” “No I was going to say, let me you get you a pair of eyes. A goddess need to be punished and her eyes would be perfect for you and Radovid... if you want him dead, let me know. I’ll give you some company maybe we can reunite the “Thymoménoi Lýkoi” she laughed before nodding spoke, “Remember that, the angry wolves, us two!” “They feared you, they all did!” Philippa nodded before adjusting her cover for her eyes, “Then you and Triss; what happened there...” “I saved her life and we got on very well, similar to you with me but she was sweeter and softer in every manner, it was an nice change from you!” she nodded noticing me stare at her body which she didn’t hide the fact she knew, “However, your body is better, with her it was like making love to a stick!” “And Fringilla, she likes you a lot!” “I know she wanted to live with me. However I don’t know what I want to do after this! Accept Cerys, fight for Triss, accept Fringilla or hear Yennefer out!” she thought about it before asking, “What about me?” “I assumed you would have a new power play to try and better yourself!” she laughed sitting closer as she confessed, “I was only ever “better” and safer when I was with you” “It’s funny that, I told you it was!” she nodded starting to wash herself washing everywhere she could before handing me the soap cause me to naturally wash her back her shivering when she felt the hands massage her back but groaning when my hands dare venture near her breasts and other sensitive spots, “I missed this the most of all, you were soo delicate with me whenever we bathed together!” “And when I did your hair!” she agreed when she felt my hands start to undo the braids and wash them using an empty cup to ensure every strand was wet, “Thank you Zantano!” and when I had finished I kissed her cheek before returning to my bathing heard as she turned to leave, “I’m sorry we ended so abruptly, I know to you it’s the past but I look back at my other lovers and I look at Triss, Yennefer even Keira and I feel worse that we actually ended due to my selfishness. I want... no I would like to try again if we could. If you don’t then that’s fair enough I will understand and if you needed anything I owe you, so let me know!” I nodded before watching her leave spoke, “Rest well Philippa, I’ll see you in the morning!”

“Got a minute Damian?” Ciri queried leaning against the wall opposite the bathhouse door, “Yeah if you don’t care about me being in a towel?” “We could talk in the sauna” I nodded opening the steam lit room removing the towel before leaning back on the seat adding more stones to the centre, “Really?” Ciri stated embarrassed by the sight in front of her, “What?” “You. Naked” “Oh wait people get embarrassed about this sort of thing. My apologies it’s just every female god I have said one with hasn’t cared and every human woman spent most of their time cuddling me... Triss was actually the one who suggested it. Be care free to, no one is going to harm you!” “No thank you, but thanks for the suggestion” she spoke joining me in her pants leaving her pert breasts free and me to smirk seeing how attractive she actually was, “I’m surprised Geralt didn’t try and sleep with you to!” “Ewwww he’s my father!” “Something makes me think he wouldn’t care too much about that! But never mind that. What did you want to speak to me about?”

“It’s just everything. I want to know more about you and your world. I also want your help in understanding everything and ask for your opinions; help me understand things. I ask Geralt and he just laughs it off, Triss keeps telling me to ask you and doesn’t know when I try to ask what’s next and why Yennefer hates me!” I sighed nodding readying for her questions when she asked, “So your a dead god. How does that work?” “The original gods my ancestors were born all showing a different set of personalities or adopted a certain role. My ancestor Hades showed qualities that resemble the **** realms. When he as born his skin was like mine. Zeus is tanned a typical Greek with brown eyes, Hades was ash with red eyes. He also didn’t interpret emotions like others do. From there each of the originals children either show qualities or personalities that are passed on their family and follow in their footsteps or if they show other characteristics then they would accept their role. When I was born I didn’t bleed or have a heartbeat which is natural for members of my family but I didn’t register any emotions apart for anger. When I growing up I was apparently violent to people I didn’t like. They decided that I was going to run Tartarus a prison where the most violent and twisted individuals would be tortured.”

“So, you and Philippa... how did you meet?” “By accident to be truthful. She was young and was messing around with portals and then bang landed almost in my lap. She was young and confused and at the time couldn’t get back. She was stuck in my sanctuary for two weeks and then we realised how similar we were. We were both tough, angry and had ideas and goals. We supported each other and unlike others she didn’t freak out at what I was; she understood my purpose and respected it and with that understood what she could say and act and what she couldn’t do. She also brought out a more caring side and loving side. Could you imagine me taking an romantic stroll with someone or bringing her flowers?! Well I did and we visited each other regularly!” “Got into a few scraps did you?” she asked staring at the cut on my chest, “Yes, anyone said a single word to her they would have to deal with me. Even Zeus the leader of all realms fought against me over her, I was a few inches from becoming king myself but it all ended, with her lust for power, you know what she’s like!”

“And Triss?” she asked, “I saved her life when I was searching for someone, she was grateful and wounded. Unlike Philippa... well you know her; sweet, kind, loving and hot. You know how that ended...” she nodded before looking down asked, “Geralt... do you hate him? And Yennefer what about her thoughts on him and your relationship. I’m confused about it all?” “Truthfully I hate him. Well not him as a person but what he does. He plays with emotions but not just that he abuses their emotions and cruises between each person; all I am going to say is this... if he is doing that to Triss I will skin him alive and Triss... if she wants to try and do what he does, it won’t end well. Philippa, Cerys, Keira, Yennefer, even Fringilla would be after her!” she nodded waiting for my second answer, “Yennefer hates him, after everything they have been through to then through her to the side for her dearest friend, it hurt her and seeing them together knowing they are doing what she used to do with him in the same castle as she lived. Me and Yen... well it’s complicated: Cerys’ plan is me and her rule Skellige with her as our advisor and third member. Yennefer has other ideas and Philippa etc. Don’t want her anywhere near me. I am just trying comfort her and make her feel wanted!”

“What if Triss wants to try again?” “Depends... if I am seeing someone then no. If I am not then maybe, just depends on everything!” she nodded placing her hand on my shoulder for comfort as she encouraged, “Talk to her, whatever happened it’s important that you clear the air and vent your views!” I sighed before looking up to see her smile spoke, “I suppose but that’s enough about me. What did you want to talk about specifically?” “Do you think Triss and Geralt will last?” “Do you?” “Truthfully I don’t... Geralt doesn’t exactly treat her well, I think because of how submissive she is he is able to get away with the way he treats us where Yennefer didn’t. He needs someone like Yen to keep him in line but I don’t blame Yennefer for wanting to be away from us and not wanting anything to do with him, if you two were together... I’d like it. You two would be great together” “And what about her attitudes towards you, what do you think about that?” “It hurts me, I didn’t want her to get hurt for three reasons. She wasn’t going to be part of the family anymore in terms of relation to me, secondly it isn’t her trouble anymore, so she shouldn’t worry and enjoy her life, finally... I did it in good faith hoping she would appreciate it, I didn’t mean to hurt her. I like her and thought she would accept it” she broke down, “Are you trying to say... That you want to bed her?” “Damian!?” “What that’s what you want isn’t it...” “I don’t know what I want!” “Well if you want me to talk to Triss, you must talk to Yennefer.”

The room went silent, what I had said obviously left an mark on Ciri who looking down tried to think of something to say, “What’s the plan anyway for when the time comes?” “I actually have no clue, Philippa and Yennefer were thinking of trapping them in a bubble so they couldn’t run. I believe my army will attack the main part and the others... well who knows? Geralt wants to be the one who kills Eredin, I said do whatever... I just hope he dies, so I could make him suffer in the afterlife but... does it really matter as long as they all die?” “Will you fight him afterwards?” “I haven’t decided yet, if he provokes me then yes!” “Please don’t, I beg of you... he couldn’t win against you but he is too pigheaded not to try!” “And what? You forget that you asked me about how Yennefer feels but never asked about how I am not killing him... Well I’ll tell you... I am controlling my anger waiting for an valid reason to kill him” “Then what? Whether you kill him or not... Triss wouldn’t love you. So what’s next?” “I have to visit Radovid about some eyes he took and a sorceress he assaulted, then your actually father has a meeting with ****, then who knows? I just know I will have backlogs of work to do” “I thought you had some offers?” “I do. Cerys wants me to be her king and Yennefer her advisor. Fringilla wants to get to know me more and if it works out join me. Philippa always has a plot up her sleeve, Margarita mentioned something vaguely about bliss, Yennefer has other ideas and with Triss who knows! What about you?” she shrugged before thinking about it spike, “I want to either be a Witcher like Geralt just not as much controversy, find someone to settle down with and explore the world or will have to accept the throne of my father!” “You may have actually to. After what he did to Fringilla she wants him dead and I offered to escort her straight to his throat!” she paused in horror before waving her hand shaking it off joked back, “Well maybe I will just to have imprison you and **** you to be my lover and Emperor of Nilfgaard!” “I said earlier that you just wanted to bed someone!” she laughed again as she began to tease before hearing an knock from outside heard Triss call out, “Come on Ciri... time to get out. We don’t want you shrivelling up!” I laughed at her vain attempt to act like a mother causing Ciri to sigh before nodding bowed respecting my authority/role before stating kissing my cheek, “Thank you for the talk, we will need to talk more later!” I nodded smirking lightly at the fact she was just stuck in the middle as always, none of it was her fault but those around her fault I stood up next to her pulling her hand to **** her to look at me before stating, “Look Ciri I don’t make many promises but hear this... I promise that after this, you will be free to walk your own path with no influence from the outside. Whether it’s exploring the realms, becoming an Witcher, a Queen, lover or Empress, I will make sure you get to choose!” she nodded closing the gap between us before hugging me spoke thanked me until almost confused began to kiss my ashen lips which was met by my willingness to return it. We closed the gap between us as she lowered her hand to my cock with my hand cupping her breasts deepening the kiss before moving my hand down to her pants like that she snapped out of it before backing out of the sauna with me shrugging wrapping the towel around shutting the door as I left, “Fancy a massage handsome?” and looking back the sorceress was met with a simply, nod.

“You just need to relax!” Keira cooed grabbing the oil waiting for me to lie down, “Thanks Kiera apart for Triss you seem to be the only who isn’t scheming something or have problems you need solving...” “Well I do have one but this isn’t the time or place!” she teased removing the towel from my waist, “No need in that, I’ve seen and tested it all before and for a war hero you deserve nothing less than thorough!” “Well I won’t refuse a young firm girl such as yourself” she smirked before undoing her dress asked, “Do you mind if I get more comfortable?” “Of course not, seeing more of your skin is a blessing to withhold. I watched her step out of her gown as she poured the oil all over her chest and arms seeing it slowly pour down her waist and legs until a puddle started to form beneath her as she added another pot of oil. I looked back down to the floor getting ready for her when I started to feel the petite woman mount the table, legs spread either side of mine and her oily chest be pushed up against my back. Her hands worked my shoulders whilst her breasts slowly massaged my back, not massaging more like rubbing herself against me whilst she kissed my neck, “Enjoying it?”

“Now this is one way to have an massage but... your forgetting my front” she pushed her hands and feet to the table top raising herself up enough for me to turn over pouring the final pot over myself for Keira to slide freely over my body rubbing herself whilst I began nuzzle and kiss her neck returning the earlier favour from her. She groaned lightly as her bare pussy against the eagerly hard cock who tried to penetrate with no luck, instead she skilfully dodged it and started to instead knowing of my situation tease me; thrusting against it hardly and roughly almost as if she was trying to fuck me, either way she knew it was working with every slapping sound of skin against skin until she suddenly stopped, “Why did you do that for?” I looked up to see her straddling my lap as she spoke causally, “And offer, it’s only right I throw my hat into the ring. I overheard Ciri say she wanted to travel and explore, well I do to. The only difference is I want you to come with me; no commitments, just you and me as sexual lovers and travelling companions, I can wait for you to get your work done and when the time comes for me to pass on if you want it to be other then it can be if you want to continue in the afterlife then I will also be happy to!” “Keira...” “Just consider it please... exchange let me show you an example of what could happen.”

I watched as she took the pulsing cock in her mouth slowly teasing the tip before gradually taking it in deeper using her hand to massage my balls smiling as she used her spare one to slap my hands away, “This is my treat to you, now lay back!” “Please...” she nodded speeding up using her tongue to swirl around the shaft and tip before letting go of it in one big lick licked the entire length before returning to her task. It was long before she leant back absorbing the streams of cum over her face and chest leaving me to lay there partially covered in my own fluids, “My turn?” she shock her head as she got up licking the liquid from her face, “Maybe... if you come to my room later and don’t be late!”

“Damian!” a all to familiar voice called out from behind him, “Yes Triss...” “Can we talk?” “About?” “How it ended up like this; we need to talk it out. I don’t want it to end with us just arguing and flinging insults” I sighed looking back seeing her hopefulness, “Fine” her eyes lit up accompanied with her warm smile as she offered her arm, “How about over a drink?” I sighed again seeing her encourage me towards the study, “Fine.” We walked to the study which held two seats in front of a roaring fire and bottle of mead on a small table, “Had this planned?” “No of course not Damian. I didn’t truthfully expect you to actually agree to talking it out. I thought you hated me” “I don’t hate you” I spoke taking a seat waiting for her to join me, “I just felt betrayed, no... abandoned. How do you describe it?” “Hurt? Sad? Anger? Upset? Depressed?” “Yeah all them. I suppose!” she watched me grab the bottle pouring the drinks as I confessed, “Shit Triss. You know I can’t describe my feelings. I only ever feel anger and love; I just, I don’t know felt or more like thought that the years I have tried to win you and waited for you was for nothing. I loved you and protected you, I could have done other things in that time!” “O thanks, I didn’t know I was such a burden” her smile turned into disgust and anger thinking that she was apparently an obstacle or more of an inconvenience, “You were an happy burden, a burden I accepted and cherished” her smile returned as she pulled her seat nearer to mine, “It should have ended differently!” “Like what? Running off together? Trying to send me back home? Both of us? It wasn’t just me but Yennefer who was effected by this...” “I know, I know” she sighed looking down unable to look up at me, the confronter. “I don’t know I thought maybe Yennefer would fall for you. You are a great man despite the emotionless state or anger. I thought maybe you would sweep her off her feet and it would all be alright or she would have someone else and you... you’d would attract so many women, I thought maybe you wouldn’t be alone for long; or you would marry a fellow god or Keira or Philippa one of them would accept you. I didn’t think you would do a Geralt and charm or fuck everyone!” “Don’t you dare compare me to him. I may sleep around but I wouldn’t cheat on the woman I loved and don’t ever claim I would. I have sex with multiple women but that’s until I find my lover!” “I’m sorry I didn’t mean it like that. I meant you sleeping with multiple sorceresses!” “Stop trying to cover your lie, you are making it worse for yourself.”

“I’m sorry... I don’t know Damian, I was hoping we could be friends or family. I don’t want you to leave my life!” “The thing is Triss... I still love you and secretly hoped you would leave him or he would hurt you that I could come and help you, just foolish hopes” she pulled my hands into hers as she spoke, “It’s not foolish to have hope for such things but move on, so many want you or would like to have you” “None like you” “Maybe that’s a good thing...” “To you maybe” “Please, try it. Please for me!” “Triss...” “No!” “Triss I was just going to warn you about Philippa?” “What do you mean?” “She will try and harm you no matter what happens.” “I know her Damian” “No, Triss... you haven’t seen what she can really do, she’s different when it comes to me.”

“Thanks for the heads up but we will be fine!” “I know, not because of Geralt; I wouldn’t trust him as far as you could throw him but because I couldn’t let anything happen to you” “So are we still?” “Yes, I want more but I suppose that’s all I can hope for at the moment” “Keira is quite keen on you or you could always accept Cerys’ proposal!” “Or I could just accept Fringilla, I could accept Philippa or how about I impregnate Ciri so when you become my stepmother I could claim you too!” “Damian...” “ha ha ha ha! I’m joking. Never mind me, it’s Yennefer that concerns me more. Everything alright between you and him... I heard something about him forcing you into things” “I just thought maybe it would work out at least half like I wanted. Me and Geralt, what I wanted for years in a house living out our lives. However, now I am confused, he wants to be with me but wants me to take part in orgies, kinky sex or threesomes. Look...” she showed me her bruised arms before pulling them away to see the fury in my eyes, “Where is he?” “Damian please don’t start anything!” “Look at what he has done to you” “It’s not your job to worry about how I want to live my life” “I don’t want it to end bad for you” “If it does I will be at your compound but please...” she spoke walking to the door, “Please just leave it” I nodded before finishing my cup stated kissing her cheek goodnight, “Sleep well Triss!” leaving her to go to her room and my cock rock hard from our closeness prior, I needed and wanted release.