Chapter 265
Chapter 265
Kara woke up, sleepily rubbing her heavy eyelids. She found in her mouth a rag soaked in saliva. Immediately, she spat it out and was shocked to realize that it was her underwear. – {My panties? In my mouth?!} – A cool breeze ran over her naked buttocks.
Kara reflexively turned around at the sharp sound of convulsive swallowing and saw two ugly sweaty ruddy men, judging by their ragged clothes, commoners. At the moment, they were staring at her bare ass with dopey lust-filled eyes.
{?!} – The princess instantly went berserk…
A single blow shattered their heads in fragments. The two guys were unlucky to run into her highness at such a vulnerable, unsightly moment. They had only a couple of minutes to make some reasonable decision, but they just stared at her until retribution came like a thunderbolt, punishing the hesitant, indecisive weaklings.
Kara wiped the rest of their brains off her fist in disgust and left the stable, sobbing plaintively. She was trembling with unbearable rage. It was so mean of Elsa to leave her in that position without any underwear! What if they raped her?! Devious wench! Kara wanted to focus her anger on the object of her love but couldn’t. Her blond dream had always been unapproachable and vindictive… Especially after that naughty erotic moment. Ever since that day, Kara couldn’t approach her without serious consequences. Today their paths had crossed… And it was wonderful, though quite risky. Anyway, it was totally worth it. But now Kara had to release her anger…
Kara returned to the palace. When she reached the top floor, she remembered the talented rascal. She was so immersed in her suffering and grief that she had completely forgotten about the goddess’s messenger until right now! Where was he? He had promised to arrive at the palace, but she had no idea when and how it would happen. Kara decided to pay a visit to the Stones and pick him up…
«Had fun with Elsa?» – Vlada came round the corner.
«Yeah…» – Kara nodded glumly. – «You look refreshed, mom. What’s up?»
«Your cute little friend had sneaked into the palace.»
«My raven-haired boy is here?!» – Kara exclaimed happily, somewhat relieved to hear this.
«He is, and I have an important task for you. You must make him give away his heritage, everything without exception: the movement technique, the way to connect with the soul, resistance to the elements, and so on.»
«Uhm… I didn’t understand… I have ordered him to bring me his master’s heritage, and do it unnoticeably. He didn’t do it? He dared to disobey my order! When did he get so cocky?!» – Kara flared up. She had an urge to give someone a good thrashing, mainly because of the incident with Elsa.
«You see, there’s no master. His entire heritage is imprinted in his head. He has deceived you, my naive, silly daughter. Kyon made up a legend about himself that kept him safe and sound. You were afraid to take him to the palace, let alone injure or kill him. Anyway, the boy is a skillful liar, so I don’t blame you… I don’t blame you that much.»
Kara tilted her head to the side, batting her long eyelashes, which made her look rather stupid. – «Huh? No master? But it can’t be! How can he be so talented?! It’s pure nonsense!»
«It’s pure nonsense in your head, Kara Tristan. He turns out to be a rejected son of the human goddess. His perfect key purity and high-ranking techniques only confirm this fact. Besides, he has admitted it himself under my subjugating formation.» – The queen announced arrogantly, proudly lifting her chin.
Kara was literally speechless. Her mouth opened so wide that she could fit a whole tangerine inside. The goddess’s son?! The master of all elements?! It was crazy! Was this gifted creature her slave?!
«Moreover.» – Vlada added with a mischievous smile. – «You really seem to get off on that little phoenix. For your information, his creation is easy to identify by the energy trail he left behind. It turns out you have wasted a load of money on the figurine your own slave has made. The scoundrel has given the money to XiaoBai, his brother and business partner, so you can’t have it back.»
Kara hit herself in the forehead. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. – «My phoenix… Is his creation?! I paid four million spheres for some cheap dirty trick?!»
«Exactly.» – Vlada reveled in her daughter’s reaction. She wanted to tease her a little more. It might do her some good. – «Let’s get to the point. I want you to get the goddess’s legacy from the naughty little brat. For some reason, your enchantment didn’t cloud his mind as it should have. He is completely sane and can even think logically. He knows perfectly well that his dream will never come true as long as he is your slave, so he made a condition: he wants to exchange his heritage for a wedding night with you.» – The queen smiled predatorily.
«WHAT?!» – Kara stamped her foot angrily. – «My slave has lost his mind?! Insolent little beast. I’ll kill him for this! Crazy psycho! He must strictly obey my orders. How could he possibly make this insane condition?»
«Here, here, sweet baby.» – Vlada calmed her down. – «I forbid you to injure or torture him. The little rogue has monstrous willpower. He isn’t afraid of pain. He is even capable of resisting my orders under the subjugating formation, so forget about such methods. You need your cunning ways to get his heritage. Work your magic on him, convince him, seduce him, use your manipulation skills! Only the empress of his heart can do this. But even if it’s you, I’m not sure you can do it… In fact, I doubt it very much.» – Vlada made a tsking a sound, shaking her head.
«You doubt I can do it? He is actually hopelessly in love with me! I will get anything I want from him in five minutes!» – Kara yelled furiously.
«Well, we’ll have to see about that.» – Vlada smiled slyly.
Kara closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. – «I can see through your little tricks. I know what you’re trying to do, but I can’t always defend myself or maybe I just don’t want to. Too bad that you have such a low opinion of me.» – Kara said in an icy cold voice and went to her chambers. She was angry at her mother for treating her like a little kid.
Vlada followed her with an approving look. – {The daughter is growing up. She will make a good wife to the demon emperor.} – No matter how much Kara disappointed her, she could not be angry with her for a time.
…
Meanwhile, Kyon was cuddling with Kara’s pillow, waiting for her to appear. He could have easily escaped from the demons palace through the secret passages, ignoring Vlada’s order “not to run away,” but his job here hadn’t been finished yet. Meeting with Kara was the most difficult part of his plan. She was going to do her best to get his heritage, and his task was to endure it all and make her run to her mummy and cry.
In fact, Kara’s enchantment still worked, and it was the most challenging about their upcoming meeting. After the unfortunate incident at the party, Kyon had managed to weaken its power over him and achieve an overall balance (Synergy fights for Lovr’s mind faster than it gets expended). However, whenever Kyon thought about Kara, saw her face or, worst of all, took a whiff of her voluptuous scent, the almost dormant curse began to rage like a storm, sweeping his mind with violent force. And now the storm was near. He had to survive it somehow. His Synergy of the Student’s degree (2) at the intermediate level seemed to be enough to withstand it.
Kyon really hated this bitch. Because of her, he was doomed to suffer from a chronic love for Dinah, and, by the look of things, for Kara as well. The mere thought of her angelic face filled him with a passionate desire to fuck her or at least, kiss her to death… On the plus side, he had perverted and vulgarized his initially pure, innocent, servile love by neuro-programming, just like in Dinah’s case.
Soon the door opened. A beautiful, majestic lady entered the room. She was wearing a wine-colored dress with cutouts on the shoulders and a low-cut neckline.
Kyon was fascinated by Kara, who was equally gorgeous as her mother. The expression “devilishly adorable” suited her perfectly. Kara could drive anyone crazy with her soft, radiant skin and bare shoulders with sharp, defined collarbones. Her slender legs and long delicate neck caused an irresistible desire to cover them with affectionate kisses. Her royal posture, along with her large breasts and prominent booty, attracted the attention of even the pickiest emperors…
All this was enough to make any girl sell her soul to get such a body, but Kara’s main priority was her beautiful face with languid, magnetizing eyes that always looked as if she just had sex. The demon princess was worthy to be Vlada’s and the demon emperor’s daughter with her delicious scarlet lips, pointed nose, expressive eyes the color of ripe cherry with a phoenix flame hiding in their depth, gracious outline of long eyelashes and narcissistic eyebrows that revealed her capricious nature. Synergy helped Kyon fight the raging curse, but he deliberately gave his desires some free will so that the insidious bitch believed in his sincere love. He went straight to Kara with his arms wide open, ready for a hug.
~bam~
A sudden slap in the face instantly threw him aside. There was almost no pure energy into the blow, but it was enough to calm down a practitioner at his level of cultivation.
«Don’t even think about it!» – Kara sternly warned Kyon, giving him an arrogant glance. She went to the closet, took out her silk burgundy panties, and slowly pulled them on her smooth legs under her dress, ignoring the eager look of her slave in love.
«Love of my life, we meet at last!» – Kyon said, rubbing his red cheek but beaming with happiness.
Kara ignored his words. She took off her high-heeled shoes, exposing her delicate ankles, and sat on the bed chin raised, shoulders back, pointing with her finger to the floor. – «Kneel before me!»
Kara knew that her mother had included her to the subjugating formation on Kyon’s forehead, which meant that the goddess’s messenger had to obey her commands.
The formation really worked. Kyon was so annoyed that his eye began twitching. Should he obey her? He desperately wanted to flip her off, fucking the hell out of her beforehand, but the timing wasn’t right. He had to follow at least the most harmless orders to hide his ability to resist the formation.
Kyon obediently knelt before her with an expression of devotion and adoration on his face.
«Good boy.» – Kara nodded, visibly pleased. However, a moment later, her face darkened. When she spoke, her voice held a hard, steely edge. – «Is there anything you want to tell me?»
«I don’t know what you’re talking about…»
«You know everything perfectly well.» – Kara wrinkled her nose at Kyon, pouted her lips and stared at him angrily. – «How dared you go easy on me during our battle at the party?!»
«I didn’t…»
*slap*
«Don’t deny the obvious!» – Kara hissed, getting even angrier with each next word. – «You played me for a fool, jerk! With your incredible resistance to the heat, you messed with me, amusing yourself with my pathetic attempts to fry you!»
*slap*
«You didn’t use all your power!»
*slap*
«You didn’t use all your elements!»
*slap**
«Your disrespectful behaviour is insulting! I am not a commoner, I am the first princess and your mistress, bastard!» – Kara gave Kyon another hard slap in the face that sent him to the floor. – «If you weren’t so valuable, I would have you executed on the spot!»
Kara’s breasts were heaving with her panting breaths, her teeth clenched in anger. She wanted to tear the insolent jerk to pieces for hurting her ego and pride! Anyway, Kara just tried to take it out on her slave for the unfortunate meeting with Elsa. Kyon just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whatever… It served him right.
Kyon said nothing, looking miserable on his knees. His cheeks were rapidly turning purple with the help of Synergy, of course. His head was inhumanly strong, and he didn’t feel a thing when she hit him, but her petty, mean attempt to humiliate him was most irritating. Kyon’s eyes gleamed dangerously with barely contained hatred.
«Well? Say something!» – Kara ordered in a flat voice. – «Beg for my forgiveness, pathetic slave!»