Passive Diplomacy

“This is ridiculous!” Jadwa exclaimed. She stared at you harshly. You were not bothered by her answer, but Fiona stepped between the two of you and glared back.

“Watch it, Princess!”

Sam laughed loudly. “You tell 'er!”

“You too!” She pointed at him. You pulled her back.

“Fiona, it's fine, I can handle this.” You began. It was a meeting where all of the present leaders were in attendance. Marrien, Jadwa of the Elven delegation, Sam and of course the two heroes. Marrien looked to you curiously.

“I needed to think carefully about this, but our position is to protect you all and to secure our interests. Right?” Marrien nodded, as it seemed like you were asking a question that required some confirmation. “Right. So, as much as I feel for Innad and... The other Beastfolk in Anayub, it is up to you all to perform diplomacy for your own peoples.”

“That's-” Jadwa protested, but Marrien quickly cut in.

“As a neutral party in charge of organizing this expedition, he is correct. In fact, you asked us very forwardly not to interfere too much on either behalf.”

Jadwa sighed and rubbed her eyes. “What you are doing seems like inaction. It seems impartial, but an impartial answer here IS siding with him. Whether you intend it or not, you are not being neutral.”

“You're free to take your little Elf entourage wherever you like. Not sure what you're so worried about, Princess.” Sam grinned.

“Maybe we will. We have been offered passage up the river to their Capital.”

“What's the problem, here? Don't we all have pretty similar interests?” Fiona asked.

“No. In Poren we treat Beastfolk with similar protections under our laws.” Jadwa claimed.

“In Orr specifically, an all of her colonies they observe domestic servitude. I see your bias in that parts of Trysk tend to feel similarly.”

“We do not, so you can not claim we are biased.” Marrien offered reasonably. It was true. In Cheshire the Beastfolk population was small, but relatively free.

“But she isn't tellin' the full story with what she says.” Sam said accusingly. The Elf stared him down as he continued.

“Similar, but not equal, isn't that right? She's still gonna take advantage of these people, just in a different way.”

“You don't have to convince us... We're staying impartial.”

“Passive.” Jadwa warned.

“You are staying passive. There is a difference.” She argued before storming out.

“You made the right choice.” Sam complimented.

“You obviously think that... It's in your favor.” You looked at him. Under scrutiny he offered a shrug, but not an argument to the contrary.

“It's fine. You're 'not' helping me, if anyone asks.” He gave an exaggerated wink.

“Making me regret my decision.”

“It was the right decision.” Marrien chimed in.

“The Elves would be kind but not altruistic. Everyone here wants something out of this. Otherwise there would be no reason to come.”

“What about the Aoians? The Tryskans?” Fiona questioned.

“They're waiting. Trysk is between Orr and Poren. Literally and figuratively.” Marrien explained.

“They will benefit from either side coming out on top. What all sides are doing is waiting for an opportunity to shove their bets in on a certain investment. It just so happens that Orr and Poren saw something in this place.”

“This one's personal.” Sam offered without being asked. The group turned to regard him curiously after he admitted it, however.

“The idea that there's a society out here where the Women are oppressing the men? It's ridiculous. They taught these boys to value all the wrong things. Brainwashed em into worshiping their girls.”

“What's wrong with that?” Fiona commented. You and Marrien both looked at her.

“What? I'm serious...”

Marrien shook her head. “Does not matter. The choice has been made.”

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The Elven delegation sailed ahead of Sam's conquest up the river towards the Capital. The nature of his plan suggested that he needed to subvert fully the power structures in the port city before moving on to the main target.

“I don't understand...” Innad complained.

“M-my mother...”

“I'm sorry. My hands are ties.”

“As are hers right now.” Fiona mentioned off the cuff. Innad whimpered quietly and hid his face in his hands. You rubbed the Anayub's back gently. You shot her a harsh looked. She shook her head and shrugged.

“Sorry, Innad.”

“Why did you people come here? I thought we could be friends.” The dynamic had shifted. With the Orran's taking over, you both were leading him down the streets. As you walked you noticed Anayub women standing at attention looking quite displeased as Orran's stood at either side. They bared fangs at their soon to be master's and barked back at their orders. It looked as though a few Anayub men were standing comfortably next to the Orran's and helping. Not all were satisfied with the societal structure, as it would be in any society.

“They're working fast.” Fiona stated.

“Looks like they're co-opting whatever unrest there already was to help control the ones that want to resist. Probably makes it easier that the city leader is on a short leash.”

“What is going to happen?” Innad asked nervously.

“I-I liked the way things were. I liked that my Mom and my Sisters were strong women that would protect me and guide me...” He looked to be becoming upset just thinking about it.

“What am I going to do now!?”

“Relax!” You ordered, just to calm him down. To your surprise the boy stopped, his posture straightened and his head lowered.

“Sorry...” He looked up cautiously, holding his hands folded in front of his lap. After a few moments he added.

“I've only ever heard that tone from my Sisters and my Mother before when I've been bad. I've never...” He trailed off and glanced away when his cheeks began flushing deeply. You stared at him, then looked to Fiona. The girl who cared quite a bit which girl you were seeing did not seem to care about the Anayub. She just stared at you curiously, wondering what you were going to do.

“It's... going to be okay.” You consoled. He jumped a little as you rested a hand on his head and scratched around his ears. They twitched wildly and his little tail began wiggling back and forth. In contrast to the automatic reaction, Innad looked confused.

Fiona pulled you aside. “You want him?” She whispered.

“I-I don't know? He just seemed so... Sad.”

She smirked and tilted her head to one side. “Like seeing a little lost animal. You just wanted to 'adopt' him?”

“Come on...”

“Listen. If you don't want to take him, I will. I bet he would be more comfortable with me since I'm a woman. I'll treat him how he's used to being treated.” She leaned closer.

“Have you talked to Jeane again, yet?”

“N-no? Why?”

“She's nice. I think she likes you. She likes me and seems like she'll listen to me. I think she's perfect for you.”

You stared at her wordlessly. There was a lot to unpack within that sentence that said a lot more than what she actual said, and possible meant.

“I have other things on my mind right now!” You argued as a scream rang out.

You all looked. One of the Orran's became fed up with a defiant Anayub woman, so he simply picked her up and dropped her on his cock. She fought it at first, but her friend, likely her sister got to watch as her senses slowly got overwhelmed by the Orran prick's massive cock. She looked hesitant, like she knew she was not supposed to enjoy it. She was not a virgin, by the way his cock was gliding in and out, but he was likely bigger than anything she had ever experienced. Finally she closed her eyes and let out a low moan of submission. She said something in Anayu that Innad translated hesitantly.

“She is saying that...” He gulped.

“That this does not mean anything. She curses the occupier. She is using him, it is not the other way around. She is promising her sister that she is taking pleasure from him, not being given it... She promises.” Innad frowned.

“Is... Is this what awaits me people?” He muttered.

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