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“You know you could have changed...” Brienne spoke wearing a tunic borrowed and trousers, “I cleaned my armour what more do you want...” she showed herself off before explaining, “This... is more suitable for greeting royalty, also... how am I even able to change... I thought I was a spirit?” “You all are... but when it comes to **** it’s my rules, my game. I have just found a loophole to allow yours and everyone else’s soul to take form of a temporary body. Then you will return to the afterlife when I return. You really should use it to be honest. It all works down there apart for the bladder and you can’t get pregnant either!” “Are you offering?” “Brienne. If you were even remotely salvageable where I could justify to the others how the relationship would physically work I would; just to shut them up and to show we aren’t all assholes!” “I know you aren’t. Look at you for example. Now that’s someone who just needs to lessons on people’s emotions and you would be fine! Anyway, let me open the conversation and...” “And what?” “Don’t try and sleep with Cerys to... she is a strong ruler who doesn’t need to be distracted by you and you don’t need to waste precious time on someone you can’t have. Okay?” “Fine!”

We stopped in front of the guards who waiting for Brienne to speak heard her finally say, “We seek an presence with your strong and noble queen of these lands. It’s about an grave issue that affects us all; we would appreciate any time she could grant us!” “Look it’s about the Wild Hunt, tell her that she will know!” “Right away err... sir?” “Zantano-Thanato, the god off internal suffering, punishment, imprisonment; grandson of Persephone Queen of Elysium and Hades the God of the Underworld. This is Brienne who is virtually all that but under me and isn’t related to Persephone and Hades!” “Okay...” “You know what, never mind!” I pushed past him and opening the doors saw the Queen massaging her temple hearing the bickering between the clans before looking up smirked at both my brashness and the fact they would have to leave this discussion for now. “Excuse me but we are discussing business!” the men spoke before stopping in front of me to see the height difference gulped, “Leave before I throw you out the nearest window!” “Mark my words Cerys...my Queen if you don’t sort this out you will have to deal with our forces!” “We need to unify to stop Nilfgaard’s incursion of the lands!” “Not without getting what we need and want!” “I don’t have the resources to facilitate that currently but I will with time!” “Well hurry up!” he walked away but before pulled back to the floor was met by my figure standing over him, “How dare you? I am...” “I don’t give a fuck. Now show some respect to your Queen before I beat it into you. She will help when she can, not before!” “You must understand that we need help and if we don’t see an improvement there will be calls to revolt and with no army she has no way of stopping us!” I looked back at Cerys who nodded explained, “It won’t be long until the others will pledge their allegiance to the crown!” he scoffed before being dragged over to the window heard my voice boom, “Until then, if you even take one foot out of your territory without permission my forces will kill every warrior in sight!” “And who are you?” “I’m the Greek God of punishment and imprisonment of the wicked and evil. Descended from Hades and Persephone and friend of Ares and they are my Legion of the dead. All are dead and only leave when I tell them so!” they began to shuffled uncomfortably before walking off was I met by Brienne’s nudging me, “I told you to stay out of business!” “The “Noble Queen” needed help and thus I offered it!” “By alienating her people?” “I was just offering the Queen help. Now we can discuss what needs to be discussed!” “I thank you... something about you being a god?” “Technically no... none of your gods are actually gods we are just superior being that came before and managed to survive in isolation. We are considered gods by humans because we are superior in every way and excel in one role over the others” “So I will just call you god? Zan-Tano- Than-a-to?” “Just call me Damian... Triss used to call me that!” “Used to? You wanted to speak to me?” “About the Wild Hunt!” “Yes my brother did give me the basics but I will have to postpone our discussions for another boring meeting... unless... maybe!” “What?” “Could you do me one more favour” “What is it?” “They want me to marry a man from another clan, if you could I don’t know apply some godly influence over them to back off I would be grateful” “The type of “the gods have a different purpose for her” or “We have other plans for her” type of thing?” she nodded before staring, “Exactly!” “Well in that case let’s get it over and done with!” I spoke sitting next to her, “Well that works to...” “What?” “You are sat in the kings seat!” “So that’s why there is padding?” I mocked to her childish giggle which immediately returned to her stern and authoritative tone, “Well bring them in!”

“Bring then in!” Cerys barked to see the first suitor be introduced by her father, “Otrygg an Hindar from the Clan Heymaey” the man walked in with his servants to stop when he stop the overlarge figure who barely fitted in the throne glare at him through red eyes and ashen skin, Halbjorn from clan Dimun!” he bowed as he walked in with his sister but once again stopped when they saw the massive figure glare over to them but winking to Jutta who smirked back at the crafty Queen, “So what is he? A demon?” “The god of torment and punishment but despite those titles I am nowhere near as bad as you may think!” “A pleasure!” “Mine to providing your brother learns to back off!” “Oh he will... like most of the men here they are cowards!” Crach interrupted us with, “Vigi the loon from the clan Tordarroch” Zantano laughed at the three men before staring, “You would be better off to marry Jutta then these lot!” “Hey now!” Vigi spoke causing the god to stand up to look down at the three, “I have a king in mind...” Cerys spoke getting up hold Zantano’s arm, “A god has chosen me and I’m not stupid enough to refuse such an generous offer” “You see... I am under a similar situation to the queen herself, so this will one get back at my family for forcing me and two help both of us! Oh and three... she’s very very beautiful!” they glared at her and Halbjorn not buying the ploy snapped, “Prove it!” Cerys smirked as she turned Zantano around and pushing him towards the nearest table leapt into his arms kissing him passionately with him doing the same falling onto the table where she was now sat over him, fiddling with his armour, “We get the picture!” Halbjorn spoke but Jutta enjoying the show spoke, “I don’t know... I think it could still be a ploy, maybe if they were naked...” “Enough sister!” Vigi snapped turning away, “You will have the clans support providing you can prove you are an god!” “In what way?” Zantano asked between kisses, “Any!” Vigi spoke Zantano got up with Cerys in his massive arms before freeing the hand summoned up a man with no hands or eyes being tortured by a bird plucking away at his liver, “Names Galeb an violent alcoholic who lusted over multiple women, all who refused were later dismembered; as punishment everyday he wakes up his hands are removed inch by painful inch starting from the fingers before ravens pluck his eyes out and a crow feasts upon his liver to remind him of what caused this!” “You’re a monster!” “Perhaps, but an innocent is never punished even those wrongly put to **** and I only punish the really bad!” he raised his hand again seeing the man disappear before looking over to the others who uncomfortably watched spoke, “Anything else?” “You... you have our support! Just ensure the union takes place!” Vigi stuttered rushing off with the others, “Jutta!” Zantano cried out as she turned to leave, “Yes?” “It appears you are the only one of them who isn’t stupid. So... come and join us tonight in our feast; if you’d like” “I shouldn’t really... I have very little position!” “Surely your clan won’t complain to you winning the Queens friendship?” she smiled before nodding spoke, “Thank you, your grace and godliness? I shall return later” they turned to each other and seeing his blank expression she giggled uncontrollably, “I can’t believe they felt for it!” “They never! But my presence intimidated them!” “Or maybe it was my acting” “Acting? And I here I thought you just wanted to make out with a god” “Make out? No, making out involves a lot of hands wandering” “Maybe you should show me what you mean...” she looked around to see the room was virtually cleared before stepping forward to kiss him again Brienne coughed to state, “Zantano; what did I say? We don’t have time to flirt. Tell her the situation with the Hunt and work out plans!” he sighed before nodding heard Cerys playfully smirk, “Yes tell me about yourself!”

The night progressed and as the supposed feast turned into a more formal dinner with only eight guests around the table; this included the Queen, her brother, her father, Jutta, Zantano, Brienne, Ned and Robert, the Queen looked horrified at what had transpired, “So... Triss asked for your assistance and then ran back to Geralt and after providing you, you then lost your cool and attacked Triss because she left you?!” “Cerys, be fair he has explained he was born like this; he can’t change what he’s programmed to act like!” “No, Cerys’ is right my anger should have been contained; I have lived for long enough to know how to soothe it at least temporary until it was safe to lash out” “I knew you were to good to be true! What will you do now?” “I don’t know, I either go back after this and be **** to marry or stay on earth until I find someone” Cerys nodded before getting up spoke...