The aftermath

So, where do I even start? I just had attained proof that God exists. Not only that, but God saved my life, even worse, It was because of Gina.

It was very unpleasant.

“Hands up.”

“S-seriously Rina, I'm fine!”

“Put your fucking hands up or I do it for you!”

I obeyed meekly, stark naked. Aren't I supposed to be the Empress here?

To be frank I would have much rather preferred to die as a tragic heroine. Now I'm sure I will never hear the end of it from Gina. Seriously what kind of third rate story is this?

Rina observed my body movement with great interest, I suppose as the captain of a sports team she has some expertise in the matter. “Does it hurt anywhere?”

“As I told you multiple times, I am fine!”

“Show me some jumping jacks then.”

“I will not...”

“I have ways of making uncooperative girls do what I want.”

I jumped some jacks.

It didn't help that Gina was right next to us as well. At first she was genuinely worried but at this point she was snickering as if just scraped my knees. “You should check down there as well, Rina. Make sure Marcie is not incontinent or something.”

Maybe I will have Gina do her jumping jacks naked from now on.

“Alright”, Rina finally concluded. “I don't think there is anything wrong with you...physically. How are you holding up mentally?”

“I am of perfectly sound mind.” A lesser being would no doubt have been reduced to a stammering mess at this point. “You shall henceforth call me Marcie, the Immortal.”

“More like Marcie, the Incontinent”, sniped Gina.

“Gina, from now on you will randomly piss yourself at school. It will happen at least once per week.”

Rina sighed. “As much as I hate to interrupt this lovely display of affection...I still think you should visit the hospital.”

“If it becomes know that the Empress has to visit the hospital the whole School will descend into chaos and anarchy. We have more pressing issues to deal with right now”, I explained, while slipping into some fresh clothing.

Like the fact that God exists, but for now lets just figure out what we do with Lindsey.

This was attempted ****, so of course the police needed to get involved.(Yes, they exist) But what would we tell them? That she killed me but God brought me back to life? That I somehow survived a three story fall without a single injury, beyond a tiny cut to the neck? It was pointless to even try.

Luckily, we had that curse to work with. After a quick confirmation that it was the real deal(not that simple given this was Lindsey) I took charge by telling her to only obey me. It was tempting to use her intellect to further our cause or punish her severely for her attempt on my life. But considering what she got trough I opted for something else.

First I commanded her to never hurt anyone ever again. Be it physical or emotionally. That included all manners of loopholes, such as hiring a hitman or trough negligence. Of course that extended to herself as well. Lindsey would not be able to commit suicide in her pursuit of whatever that thing was.

Second, I gave her the choice to forget about her brother.

That was the first and only time I saw genuine fear in her eyes. “N-no”, she stammered. “Not this, please...”

Frankly, it would have been for the best. Lindsey was so consumed by her rage and hatred that this was the only way forward for her. Weighing the memory of someone who died four years ago against the entire rest of her life, the decision should have been easy.

But I didn't do it. I was too weak. And so I merely commanded her to no longer feel any anger or hatred towards anyone.

The moment I did that Lindsey was back to her old self. “That was a mistake. You should have just made me kill myself.”

Rina was inclined to agree. “At the very least we should make her commit a crime equal to ****. Let's lock the crazy bitch up for the rest of her life.”

“She is harmless now.”

“For how long? That curse seems to expire whenever it pleases.”

“We deal with it then. Lindsey has suffered enough.”

That did not convince her. “I don't give a shit what happened to her brother! That is no excuse!”

Lindsey followed that up with a laugh. “We think very much alike, Sportsbra. So tell me, what would you do if someone murdered your beloved Ben?”

I never saw such an amount of raw rage on Rina's face. For a moment it looked like she would rip Lindsey to pieces, but ultimately Rina relented. “Suit yourself. It doesn't matter anyway.”

Time to end this sad affair. “Lindsey, you are exiled from Imperium Marcium. This is a new chance for you as well. Do not throw it away.”

“I was always on your side, Marcie. The day will come when you realize that I was right all along.”

At that moment I could feel nothing but pity for her.

Lindsey walked away. That was the last time I ever saw her in my life. Outside of my dreams at least.

“Well then”, I took a deep breath. “I suppose you all have a lot of questions.”

An emergency meeting was convened, in which I informed the ministers of what had just transpired. Naturally most of them where skeptic. But given that a grand total of eight people confirmed my crazy story, they had little chance but to believe it.

Cutie looked like he would faint any minute and there was a certain calmness to Marel that was very unnerving. I emphasized that I wanted no harm to come to Lindsey.

The cat was already halfway out the bag at this point, so I also came clean with the curse and how I controlled Gina from the beginning. That got less of an uproar then I expected. At the end of the day, “Gina was a bitch and deserved it”, was the general consensus, especially after the truth about my breasts was brought up(That was Gina's decision)

Ultimately tough, everyone agreed that Gina has become slightly less bitchy.

Sadly, now that the curse was back on the table, some people wanted a taste of it, first and foremost Marel, who almost threatened with open rebellion if I don't share “my little Ocelot curse” with her.

Since I couldn't just cut in Marel and nobody else, I allowed it for all of my Ministers, with my own commands always taking priority of course.

Gina looked at me, like she had second guesses about saving my life, but seriously, safe for Lauren nobody is going to **** it anyway. (And I still need a reason to expel Lauren, sooo...)

Of course I generously rewarded Gina. I reduced her headpat punishment substantially(she would now only get aroused if I patted her) and allowed her to cancel a whooping three orders. (She choose **** of being unable to lie to me, politeness and having to obey Lauren)

Well, there goes that plan.

I did contemplate removing a large chunk of her other orders as well, but since they all ended up improving Gina I saw no reason to. After all Gina still had a few weeks of her punishment remaining. So, no going easy on her just yet.

And so our school life continued in remarkably ordinary fashion.