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Chapter 117

Chapter 117
Krystoff felt an instant rush of excitement. Cephera naked on the floor below him, her thighs spread around his hips. He could feel the warmth of her sex only inches from him and he'd make sure she felt every inch of him at every moment.
He would not be gentle..., no, no. He'd waited far too long to have the real thing. He honestly wasn't sure how long he'd last, that's how excited he was.
However, his excitement was extinguished when Cephera somehow managed to knock him back and her foot landed right between his legs. As strong as he was the blow made him howl and he fell to his side.
She must have put every ounce of her strength into that hit.
Tears stung his eyes, the pain radiating through his genitals.
She laughed, actually laughed at him.
Furious he snapped his head upward and noticed she'd found a blade, where had she gotten that? When she dove toward him he did all he could think of. From his hand he spit a ball of black flame. He'd never intended to hurt her badly, but she looked to be ready to kill.
The flame stuck her along her shoulder and down her left arm. She screamed but in her eyes burned a deeper hunger. Her hand came up and he was propelled by magic across the room and pinned to the far wall.
He was speechless. Amora betrayed him. She must have allowed Cephera to still be able to use her magic. He hadn't realized she'd become so strong. He had no idea she'd become this good.
All these years she must have been hiding it.
Stupid bitch!
"I'm going to enjoy removing the one thing you seem to think with." She told him coming across the floor with shaky movement. The burn looked painful and he hoped it was.
Try as he might to struggle free, he couldn't. Whatever magic she'd used had him tightly pinned.
She was upon him in no time.
He had to be asleep. When did sweet little Cephera lose her innocence?
He clenched his teeth together before roaring at her to get away from him, but his cries went unheard. The blade seared his flesh and his angry screaming turned into outright agony.
The only thing he could thrash was his head back and forth. When she was finished her dirty work she waited for him to run out of cries. He drew ragged harsh breaths hoping that any moment he'd wake.
"Time for you to return home," her sweet voice coo'd with her soft smile spreading across her face. A sensation hit him, much like the one he felt when Amora teleported him to Earth.
Cephera vanished and when his body became his own, he was lying on the marble floor of Mechnnova's palace.
XxX
Krystoff could hardly remember being patched up. A few whispered words were being said when he came to full clarity.
"I want to see the king." He demanded sitting up in the bed.
Demos turned to look at him. There was anger in his eyes. There was no pity for what happened to Krystoff. As far as Demos was concerned, he was no good to him anymore, but Krystoff would not go down like this. He would still watch this family burn, starting with their precious Cephera.
"Bring me to the king now. I want the whole palace there dammit." He yelled it this time. There was hesitation in the way Demos cleared his throat, but he conceded.
(King Yorin)
"Your youngest daughter did this to me." His bold declaration had everyone full attention. King Yorin looked at him with doubt and he felt a gurgle of worry in his stomach.
"My daughter has never been known for violence, what proof can you provide?" King Yorin asked. He had high hopes that Krystoff would not be able to provide any proof, but the determined look on his face said otherwise.
The King knew his daughter had a plan..., but this was not what he had in mind.
"Go get her. You'll see my proof. In my fight to get away from her I burned her with black fire. It hit her across her shoulder and left arm. No burn from black fire can be healed." He shouted.
"Talbot, go fetch my daughter," King Yorin had no choice but to do it. What had Cephera done?
"She took away my ability to have children. She took away my biggest right as a Mechanovian!" Krystoff cried. "She should be put to death!"
King Yorin looked around, looking for a way to deal with this.
His main concern was if Cephera was okay, but he couldn't just walk away from this to check. All eyes were on him.
"Chancellor Stone, as it's my daughter he's accusing I think it best you oversee this matter. I will watch." King Yorin held his breath after he'd said it. Everyone would consider him compromised on the subject, stepping down was his best bet.
"As you say," Stone replied and turned to face Krystoff and Demos. "Start us at the beginning. What brought this about?" He asked.
"She is probably running away or fixing up an alibi and you stand here asking me how it started!" Krystoff's face turned red.
"Talbot has gone to retieve the Princess from Earth. While we wait make your case clear to us as she will have a chance to tell us her side of the events."
Yorin watched Krystoffs chin stiffen. "Back when we were young I made it very clear to her how I felt. I loved her despite her shortcomings. I wanted her even though Mechanovians cannot concieve children together." Krystoff certainly began at the beginning.
King Yorin hated how he painted himself to be so..., selfless.
"When she went to Asgard I wrote her letters and she wrote back. She was kind and polite. It was clear she saw me only as a friend. I warned her Loki was no good for her and when she married I respected her decision and stopped writing." Krystoff paused.
"Can anyone confirm that?" Stone asked around.
"I can. I delivered the letters between the ways." Rosy answered. She enjoyed making trips to the Byfrost and back, everyone knew that.
"what changed?" Stone asked.
"When she sent word to me on Asgard yesterday to come see her secretly, I did. I used magic to get to her so that no one knew. I had no idea it was a trap. She said that I was right. That Loki was bad for her. She claimed she wanted to run away together."
King Yorin clenched his own mouth shut, not wanting to spit at the liar and kill him on the spot.
"She took me to a secluded house on a floating isle. Said we could stay there forever if we wanted to. That if her husband ever became a free man, he'd never find her. She left behind her baby, he reminded her of a past life and she wanted to begin something new with me." The way Krystoff spoke was with a fake sort of sadness, although the King was probably one of a few who knew it to be fake.
Every word that dripped from Krystoff's mouth made the King furious. No one would possibly believe this?
"What made her turn on you?" Stone tilted his head in question.
"I don't know. We had a great first night together. She was very..., affectionate. But the next morning I woke and she was hovering over me. She said that we couldn't truly be together because Loki was still alive. She asked me to fix that, to kill him for her and I told her couldn't do that. That's when she attacked me, everything from there is a blur."
King Yorin felt Seraphina's hand on his elbow, her nails digging in. She'd been expectionally quite as well.
They'd had a night together..., what had Krystoff done to his little girl in that timeframe? There was no doubt that whatever had happened, Cephera had acted in self-defence, not this shit story of rage.
"Is that all?" Stone asked.
"It's all that matters," Krystoff growled.
"She should die for her crimes against my son. Because of her he's one less of our kind able to have children. She might as well have killed my family line." Demos's insisted.
"We'll decide when we hear from her." Stone dismissed Demos with a warning glare.
(Cephera)
Cephera was escorted back to Mechanova after a very firm Talbot came to Stark tower. "You need to come home," he told her. He was unwilling to allow her to talk to her friends or see her baby. He wouldn't explain to her what happened but her mind kept flashing back to the night before.
When she stepped among the crowd waiting in the grand hall all eyes fell to her and there was scrutiny in some, confusion in others.
"Daughter," King Yorin greeted her, it was a concerned greeting.
"Princess you have been accused of luring Krystoff Fevour into a trap where you removed his genitals and therefore took away his chance to bare children." Stone announced. Stone had always been a firm man, but just. His loyalties always lay with the royals.
"I never lured him anywhere," Cephera said when presented with the accusations, her stomach knotting as, once again, she thought of the night before. "Ask anyone in the home I was staying in. I fed Ikol at the usual hour before joining everyone downstairs with a happy child for breakfast." She shook her head fixing a look of confusion on her face.
"That is your recount of your morning, but that does not account for your whereabouts that night," Stone said. "Show us your shoulder and left arm." Stone didn't ask it, he demanded it.
"Why?" Cephera asked, confused.
"Cephera, do as he says." King Yorin sounded nervous, a frightened look in his eyes.
Unbuttoning the cardigan she wore over her dress, she removed it. There were murmurs throughout the crowd and a growl from Krystoff.
"She is not burned," Stone turned his eyes back to Demos and his son.
"Maybe I missed," Krystoff's gaze held loathing.
"You sounded certain only a half hour ago." Stone reminded him.
"It was a traumatic experience, okay!" Krystoff screamed.
"Where is your proof she attacked you aside from the burn?" Krystoff was silent. Cephera kept her face unreadable, truthfully she had no clue what was happening. She only knew that Amora must have succeeded in whatever she had planned.
'Sleep in a different room tonight and stay there till morning.' Amora had appeared in her room late yesterday night and gave her this command. No explanation. Not even a small hint to her plans, but Cephera did as she was told.
Cephera approached Krystoff in his silence. His eyes flicked upward and burned into her. She reached forward, out toward him. "Krystoff, whatever you think I have done, I haven't. We will help you find who did," she said the words as if they dripped with honey.
She embraced him as he stood rigid and seething. While she was so close she spoke to him so that only he could hear it, 'you should have never underestimated the wife of the God of lies,' she told him. The taunt was enough to win her a reaction.
She wanted a reaction, anything to get him to speak without thinking and possibly incriminate himself.
Krystoff grabbed her with a yell. Murder in his eyes. It took four people to pry him off her and three more to pin him to the floor. "Bitch, you'll pay for this." He yelled as if nothing else in the room mattered.
"It's not all his fault," a shaky voice roused the crowds attention from Krystoff to the far side of the room. Katarina stood in the archway, a blanket wrapped around her shoulder. She looked pale, paler than usual.
"Katarina, you are sick, you should be in bed." Demos didn't sound all to fatherly. In fact, he sounded more like he was warning her.
"I'm done with the lies." Katarina looked her father square in the face and glared. "Krystoff is not my brother."
"Katarina," her father hissed and took a step forward. He was siezed and made to stand still while she spoke.
"Continue," Stone urged.
"He was an abandoned boy who lived nearby where my mother once lived. When my mother died and my father decided to come back here to Mechanova with me, he took the boy in with a plan to use him to be the first 'Mechanovian' to impregnate one of the King's daughters. He wanted to watched the Drogo family fall and replaced them with his own supposed bloodline."
Cephera's mouth dropped, she was sure everyone's did. It wasn't just the revelation that Krystoff wasn't Demos' son, but more the fact that Katarina was coming clean in front of everyone. Did Amora have a part in this, if was this just luck?
"He began to feed Krystoff seeds full of dark magic to make sure that no matter what he would get one of the princess' pregnant on the first try. Over the years it became too hard to control Krystoff. He'd failed to get either princess to fall in love with him and Krystoff took matters into his own hands." Katarina stumbled as she tried to walk, and Rorik jumped out and caught her.
He looked to be pitying her.
"They forced me to stay quiet. I was afraid to speak up because I knew what Krystoff could do. I knew how strong he was and I also knew they wouldn't kill me, but I'd be tortured for the rest of my life at the hands of the boy I grew up with. He kidnapped, raped, and murdered those girls after I began to refuse to fulfill his fantasy by shapeshiting to look like Cephera. The man you killed helped them because he hated the royal family." Katarina shivered and drew in a deep breath.
Whatever ailed her looked painful.
Cephera looked at Demos. He looked about as hateful as Krystoff did as this point.
"You were always the weakest link, Katarina. Weak like your mother." Demos spat the words with venom. He didn't even bother denying it. Maybe he figured he had no way out anyway.
"She's sick, she needs to see the healer." Rorik had picked Katarina up into his arms.
"Your highness?" Stone looked too speechless to make a choice.
"Take her to the healer," King Yorin agreed. "As for the two of you, because of your part in murdering those girl and your plot to overthrow my family, I cannot allow you to live only to plot against us more. We need our peace restored and if sending you back to the core through death is the only way, then so be it."
Not one person argued the decision. Everyone looked upon them with disgust and hurt. Some were people who trusted them and felt betrayed, others were just people who had respected the family.
Cephera wasn't sure when Seraphina had come to stand beside her, but she noticed when her sister hugged her. 'What really happened? Are you okay?' Seraphina asked through their connecting rings.
'I don't know, but when I do, I'll tell you.' Cephera replied. Seraphina gave her a curious look but dropped it.
A crowd left the room with the new prisoners in tow. All that was needed were pitchforks to complete the image. "Are you going to watch?" Cephera asked her sister.
"No, I'm going to make sure that Katarina isn't faking her illness just to escape death. And to make sure she isn't tricking my son into thinking she's some sweet victim in all of this." Seraphina began to walk away. "coming?"
Seraphina knew that Cephera wouldn't watch the execution. Nodding, Cephera followed her sister. Their father would oversee their deaths, that's all that mattered.

Notes

Comments

@fraychan
Then I have done my job well. :p

Yasumi Yasumi
6/15/15

Your cliff hangers wound me D:

fraychan fraychan
6/12/15

@fraychan
Keep that adrenaline pumping, still a lot to come.

Yasumi Yasumi
5/14/15

Oh god I can't even describe how happy this chapter made me. I'm feeling a slight adrenaline rush haha

fraychan fraychan
5/12/15

@fraychan
I agree, things have could been so much different if things had just come to light sooner.

Yasumi Yasumi
5/7/15