Save Teuta

Raithe ruminated on the memories she gained from absorbing her Sister as she waited for morning. In the corner, Heilan was shaking due to the ongoing transformation occurring inside. For a Beastfolk it was very quick, as the Cores aligned quite closely. Heilan's ears grew a little in the hours since she was turned, but it was not going to be noticeable. Internally she was shaking due to the jarring loss of Aura that was happening rapidly, instead of over a long period of time. Beastfolk were undoubtedly the best targets, and though it would usually take at least a year for a human to be turned, and another few years for them to be properly indoctrinated into the Cult, Raithe knew that Kara was relying on Fin's convenient trait to speed things along. In fact, the process was already proceeding. She had effectively invaded the Hero's Core and he was quickly becoming Fox-like.

Raithe close her eyes and inhaled deeply. Why did Mother trust her and not me? Why the need to consume the Turais to extend her life... She had waited thousands of years. She could wait longer. There are things that aren't adding up. Things that Mother did not even tell Kara. The biggest twist is that my 'rebel' of a sister was in fact dutifully performing her role for Mother and the Cult. I was wrong the whole time about her running away. She shook her head, looking down as Heilan latched onto her leg.

“Yes?” She stroked the girls hair and ears affectionately.

“Is there something wrong?”

“Horny...” Heilan drooled over Raithe's thigh.

“I suppose you would be.” Raithe cocked her head to one side.

“But should I fuck you every time you feel the need? Who is the Master, here?”

“So- so sorry, Ma'am.” Raithe shrugged. She bent the soon-to-be Fox into a pretzel on the floor and fucked her into the ground, since she needed to let out some frustrations as well. Her heavy girl-cock throbbed as she drew it from Heilan's wet, twitching pussy. The the girl on her back, Raithe pointed herself down and finished over Heilan's face. The slick seed Coated Heilan's soft skin like a mask, and the former Dog seemed happy to wear it. She grinned up at Raithe.

“Thabk yoo!” She said with her mouth and nose a bit full. There was a lot.

Raithe stood up, letting herself go limp. This little lady is no longer going to interfere with the Hero and I. In fact, I will be sure to train her up into the perfect wing-woman. I need to take care of him somehow. Mitigate the damage that my Sister already caused and guard his state of mind. The highest priority is the Hero's Well-being and happiness. She racked her brain wondering which she would sacrifice if the need arose.

Happiness, as much as I hate to do it.

As morning came without a wink of sleep Raithe ascended into the main room of the Den. She left Heilan behind to sleep in. The Hero was already up, waiting with a determined, guilty look on his face. His hands were clasped and his foot was tapping anxiously.

“That's a dangerous expression. What are you thinking?”

-

You looked up and felt some mild sense of relaxation wash over him as Raithe sat down beside him and rubbed his back. He nodded once.

“I want to save the Holy Knight from Djir. Teuta was her name.”

“Yes, I understand.” Raithe said easily.

You looked up. “You understand, but...”

“No buts. That's fine. We should think of a plan.” Raithe smirked, playing with his hair.

“Surprised?”

“A little? Kara probably would've scolded me.”

“Yes. I see that. She would have convinced you that 'the mission' is of utmost importance where it concerns going against her will, but that there is leeway when it is in her favor. She was always like that. That is because Kara was acting not for you, as a mentor, but as a bad actor. She wished to take advantage of you and move you along routes she set for you.” Raithe motioned towards herself.

“For me... I want to keep you safe and I may restrict you at points. However, I only want to do so for your safety. Where it concerns your goals and ideals... I appreciate that you wish to save that poor thing. I will do what I can to help.”

You felt like a ray of light had shined into the dark room. “O-okay. Is it going to be dangerous? I doubt Djir will just let her go.”

“Knowing Djir, he does not value the Knight at all. What he values is that you value her. If he knows that you are coming for her, he will guard her as if she is a treasure. For that reason, what we actually need to do is go with another goal in mind, and make that very clear. As an incidental, we can then rescue the night more easily.”

“Misdirection.” You comment.

“Exactly.”

“But what? Why else would I go find him?”

Raithe thinks for a moment. “To tie up loose ends. We do not want to fight Djir, but we need to. Because you wish to seek answers on my behalf from Demonkine, and you also wish to forge some type of peace so that Djir does not attack your lands anymore.” Raithe noticed your expression and added.

“To be frank, I have everything I need and do not need closure and whether or not you actually want to broker peace is up to you. This is all to make the Knight seem like an afterthought. Djir will find these goals to be logical, and therefore wont realize we actually want to save the Knight first and foremost.” It felt as though she was being genuine. It was a far departure from Kara's style of setting you on a vague path, only to manipulate her to her ends during the in-between. Everyone slowly began to trickle in. You noticed one person missing.

“Where's Heilan? She's usually the first up...”

“I'm not sure, Hero. I had a talk with her about 'you-know-what' so she may be feeling fatigued.”

You blinked. “You had a talk with her about..” It could only be in regards to her being used by Djir. You gulped.

“How'd it go?”

“We reached an understanding. It wont be an issue. I made sure of it.”

“You're so reliable. I'm going to get lazy having you around...”

Raithe smiled. “If the Hero wishes to become lazy, I will work even harder.”

“Rest assured. I'm going to pull my weight. Can you continue the training that Kara started me on?”

“No. Truthfully, you have learned everything you need to know. I will teach you some useful skills, but I advise that you continue training your body from now on.”

“My body? Kara said that I shouldn't switch my focus.”

“She would, of course. The reality is, if you train your body you will become even stronger, faster. There is no longer any point in developing the traits Kara imparted.”

“Understood. Thanks for the tip.”

“The Knight may be useful for her knowledge of martial and divine techniques.” She added offhandedly.

“How are we actually going to pin Djir down and **** a negotiation?”

Raithe closed her eyes. “You saw it before. I call the forest to aid us. My sister spent time communing with mortals, as she would not settle down. However, in this land that I have spent time building connections to there are not many that can challenge me.”

-

It took roughly a week to catch up to Djir. The first time you saw it, you were at the other end of the ability to control the local weather and call large beasts to attack. However, as you saw her exercise that skill again you realized that she was holding back. Calling beasts to attack while using others to scout. Meanwhile, not consciousness but sense was spread out between all of them for finer control on a moments notice. Raithe claimed that Kara teaching you to place yourself into an animal or person was a weak novelty. The useful extent of the skill was to see what a beast saw, and offer brief directions. The only purpose of teaching you the other method was to weaken your soul without harming you directly. As you thought about it, that was typically the only result you were ever met with.

On the backs of beasts your party caught up with Djir and his Elite troops, flanking them. He stopped, preparing for a fight. You, Raith and Ashur emerged from the woods. You were mostly towing the Prince behind you, since he did serve some purpose. Djir Cackled.

“Even with all this, beating me isn't a guarantee. You sure you wanna go down this road, Hero? Or... Is it Raithe calling the shots, now.”

You and Raithe exchange a glance. “I am calling the shots.” You claim. To sow the impression you btoh wanted you added.

“I am just... Following her guidance.”

“I see! He he.” Djir cracked his knuckles on his chest.

“So, what is it that 'you' want, Hero?”

You said it exactly as discussed. “I want to be sure that you can keep the Coven under control. Moreover, we need to talk about you abandoning this stupid war.”

“Why would I do that?”

“Because the prince here is going to agree to abandon all the territories taken centuries ago. That's your stated goal, right? If you regain those territories and we give them up, you no longer have cause to cross the water to enforce your claims.” According to Raithe, the plan of Djir was to retake territories lost, then sue for peace. When it was predictably refused he would have justification to invade and take more territory to be occupied along the way.

Djir snorted. “Not a treaty. A ceasefire.”

“We perform a treaty with the Prince present right now. Alternately....”

“Heh. What? Name your price.” The reason he wanted a ceasefire was to not be held accountable for finding reason to attack in the future. He would have less trouble internally. Therefore it was important.

“Safe passage.”

“That all?” He shrugged.

“For everyone that came here. Any survivors.” You smirked.

“Huh... Fine.” He was able to get the impression that you thought a ceasefire would benefit your side as well, though that just made it an even better deal. A defensive war was a lot better than an invasion.

“If you swear we don't have to bring the Prince into this.”

Djir's eyes narrowed on the Prince's emerald eyes. He shook his head.

“Fine. Those terms, I swear. I don't need something like that to keep my word.”

“Oh, by the way, survivors include Teuta, the Holy-Knight Commander.”

“Eh?” Djir realized that you were right. He covered his face and laughed out loud.

“Fine!” He dropped the shield that held her face down and began to walk.

You rushed forward to pull Teuta out of the mud. Before cleaning her off you worked to detach her from the shield.

“Are- Are you okay?”

“Definitely not...” She groaned.

“That's understandable. Sorry...” You tried not to look at her exposed body, but it was difficult. On her flesh, you not only saw the new wounds. The arms and legs she was missing. You saw the old wounds as well. Markings, bruises, piercings. All done by the prince. As if not understanding the situation, Ashur strode forward.

“Thank you for saving MY Knight, Hero.”

While laying Teuta on her back you draw you begin to draw your sword. Raithe gets in before you, sliding behind Ashur and bringing her claws to his neck.

“Worm!” She draws blood from them as they sink in, but she stops as Teuta shouts.

“Wait! Please stop her. I am still sworn to keep him safe.”

It pains you, but you also ask Raithe to stop. “Please. There's no point harming him. We'll keep him alive, but Teuta is NOT your Knight anymore, understand?”

“Fine!” The Prince squeaked.

Raith gritted her teeth and withdrew her claw from his neck, licking the blood from them. They all began to return to the Den to prepare for the next stage of the trek. Along the way, Raithe asked you what you wished to do.

“I heard that Goblin experiment with limbs that can replace one that's lost. I'd like to journey to the south of Trysk and give Teuta back her freedom. Even if she can't fight, I don't think it's fair that she's stuck in such a state.”

“Too true, Hero. That is a noble goal. Plus, it takes us as far from here as possible, which is favorable for us.”

“This place... I don't like it. I'd rather not come back if we don't have to.”

“Then we wont.” She smiled, touching your chest. You had Teuta wrapped up in a backpack, essentially, carrying her.

“I want everything you want, Hero.”

You nodded. “Very well. Thank you... You've already helped me so much.”

“You can help me by growing stronger, and promising you will not ever leave me.” Raithe remarked. Those were two very reasonable asks. It would feel bad for you to say no to either. When you agreed, she stepped away. You noticed her eyeing the Prince.

-

Raithe bit her lip. This bastard child of Dragons is going to do everything in his power to interfere with our love, and the Heroes safety. The well-being of this Knight is important to him and I see no negatives to helping her since it will help his mind. To that end, I now have to pay more mind to that Prince... The poison in my nails will be working it's way into his system already. The Hero need not know, and even if he finds out, need not know there is an antidote. She smirked. The Prince was walking with labored breath, as always. Only now he was holding his stomach. The cuts on his neck were not bleeding, but failing to close.

A week back to the den and the results were already beginning to show. The Prince had begin to thin. He complained about not being able to eat, and throwing up what food he could get down. He had to make do with light soups and liquids. As she thought, the Hero was concerned enough to protect him on behalf of the Knight, but not at all interested enough to care if the Prince had gotten sick. At one point he did ask her, however the moment she confirmed that he was not at risk of dying, the Hero stopped asking questions.

By the time they returned, the Prince was just a haughty little prick. He had shed so many pounds that no one would have believed it was him if not for his beautiful eyes. Raithe had admit, when they layers of fat were removed he was actually quite cute... And ****.

“Hu hu...” She licked her lips around him.

“This is unacceptable!” Ashur complained.

“Why have we returned to this place!? We must take a direct path to my Kingdom at once! The shore is close, why not simply said from there, instead of the ports near the mountains?”

“Fool.” Raithe sighed, luring him in.

“Did you just- Did you just call me a fool! You Beast! You can not mistreat me. The Hero will not allow you to harm me...” He warned.

Raithe nodded. “Yet still you are a fool.” She waved a hand dismissively, retreating to her room deep in the earth, away from prying ears.

“I am not done with you.” He uttered, following her down.

“When we return, I will-” He stopped as the door closed behind him. His cute twink body shook a bit in her presence. Something had shifted, like a switch. Where once stood an ignorant bitch he instead felt a domineering and dangerous presence that nothing could protect him from.

“Will...”

“What?” Raithe smirked, touching her lip. She leaned over him, slapping her hand to the door at the side of his head, then the other. She pinned him there, bringing her face close to his.

Ashur gulped, gathering all his dumb courage and pride. He sneered. “I will punish you!” He stated.

[Minutes Later]

“Punish me!” Ashur Panted, his ass lifted up off the bed. Raithe gripped his sides tightly humping into him deep with every thrust. His tongue fell out over his thin, delicate lips.

“P-please punish me!” He begged.

“That... That is a bit better, Prince.” Raithe commented. She gave his rear a smack, pulling him up so that his back was against her chest, and he was riding her cock. His own small member flapped up and down, leaking each time she invaded him. She hugged him tightly from behind, biting into his neck hard. He yelped, then whimpered, then came again, eyes growing misty.

“Ahn...” He moaned.

Raithe inhaled deeply. She was close. This little idiot wont turn as fast, but that does not mean I don't gain control quickly... It is actually better for me. Even as he changes internally, no one will notice what has happened. She chuckled and pulled free of his ass, pushing him forward before flipping him onto his back. She slid up to straddle his face, feeding Ashur the tip of her cock as she guided his hands to stroke it. She closed her eyes and enjoyed right up until the moment of release. Her seed filled his mouth and came out his nose, then as he could take not more her tip bounced free of his lips and shot up into one of his emerald eyes. He closed it. Raithe did not like seeing the other one either, so she smeared what globs landed on the right over to the left as well, plastering them shut. She smiled with more than a little satisfaction.

Ashur shook. “F-forgib me...”

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