Death to those who oppose us **Graphic Torture Scenes and Adult Content**

Posted on Sun Feb 20th, 2022 @ 2:59pm by Cadet Sophomore Grade Triston Montgomery [Lalor] & Commodore Phoenix Lalor-Richardson & Miran Lalor [Lalor] HRH & Captain Mattias Richardson [Reece]

Mission: Tales from the other side of the Mirror
6077 words - 12.2 OF Standard Post Measure

IC

The wedding was over, a large opulent affair where nobles from around the Erisian Empire came to watch as Penelope Lalor married Mattias Richardson, and then they were dually crowned Empress and Emperor of the Erisian Empire.

The Royal couple escorted by members of the Lalor Family arrived at the stadium in the centre of Hiran.

There, Chained to a flat alter like structure, lay the former ruler of Erisian, Pallas Lalor. Around him on several other structures, lay his loyalists.

The younger siblings of Pallas, Kyian and Miran stood behind their Sister and her new husband, their faces blank.

Penelope her hand on Mattias's arm, stepped down to the centre of the Stadium.

An aide moved to the side and announced.

[[Their Imperial Majesties, Empress Penelope and Emperor Mattias!]]

The crowd cheered, and Pene's 'court smile' beamed as she moved towards her brother's bier.

A man wearing a black hood stood beside Pallas.

Mattias escorted his new bride down into the stadium. When they reached Pallas, he stopped and looked at Penelope. "My love, Empress of my Heart, Goddess of my Dreams, before you choose your weapon, please allow your husband a moment to present a few gifts?"

"More gifts than the ones you have already given me my love, please do so."

Mattias dipped his head to his Empress. Then turned to find his yeoman, who was quickly moving towards him, carrying a medium-sized crate by the handles on either side. When she reached him, she knelt to the royal family, out of complete respect. "Rise." Mattias instructed.

The young yeoman did as instructed, then held the case towards Mattias.

"My Empress," he began as he undid the clasps on the case and lifted the lid up. "While regular weapons would do just as well in ending this garbage, perhaps, you would appreciate the poetic justice of the three pieces that I have chosen for you, Kyian and Miran." Reaching in to the crate, he spoke as he removed the first item. "For you, my wife, the very blade that Pallas used to slit your mother, the Queen's, throat." He handed it over.

Reaching in again he turned his attention to his new brother-in-law. "Kyian, for you, the blade that was used against you during your capture." He handed the second dagger over.

"My dear, sweet Miran," he reached in a third and final time. Pulling out a vicious-looking blade. "For you, the very blade that once belonged to the animal that, not only took you prisoner, but also...took your innocence." He handed it over, closed the case and sent his yeoman away, who, after bowing again, did just that.

Mattias spread his arms to his new family. "While I cannot give you back what was taken, please accept these tokens of my loyalty to each of you. You are all my family now. And no one fucks with my family." He lowered his arms interlocking his hands behind the small of his back.

Miran held the knife and looked at the man tied down near Pallas and without hesitation she walked towards him.

Kyian followed suit heading towards another man.

Pene meanwhile turned to Pallas. She shot Mattias a grin and stepped up to her twin. Then slowly she began to make small cuts on his bare torso.

Soon, the stadium was filled with the screams of Pallas and his supporters, as the remaining Lalor siblings slowly, and methodically took them apart.

As they took their revenge, Mattias remained standing where he was, watching everything unfold around him. It was truly, a glorious sight to behold.

Miran started at the man's groin and slit his manhood straight down the middle with her knife. She had no sympathy for the man who screamed and passed out. After she was done she slit his throat.

Kyian didn't use any finesse, he just stabbed his one over and over again, shallow stabs to begin with and by the time he used the blade to cut the mans eyes out, he was cutting the whole way through.

Penelope didn't care about the blood that fell onto her gown as she slowly cut away parts of her twin's flesh. His words, begging and crying for mercy fell on deaf ears as she flayed his chest, his arms and finally his face. She ended by stabbing him through the mouth with the blade.

When the three Lalors were done, Mattias raised his hands to the gathered audience, signalling them to cheer. The stadium erupted in uproarious cheers and well wishes for the royal family. After a few moments, he lowered his arms and the crowds grew silent. Looking out at them all, he spoke in a loud, clear voice. "Let this demonstration show, any who dare attempt to harm The Empress, the Crown Prince or the Crown Princess...They will not need to rely on the forces under their commands...They are perfectly willing, and knowledgeable, to take matters into their own hands! And should anyone be both foolish enough, and lucky enough to cause harm to them...!" He pressed a control device that was in his hand, and dozens of starships suddenly uncloaked in the skies above the palace and stadium. "THEN I WILL FIND THEM AND EXTRACT MY VENGENCE UPON THEM ALL!!"

The audience erupted in praise and applause. Soon, they started to chant, "Long live the Empress!! Long live the Emperor!!"

Penelope re-joined him, Kyian and Miran headed for the hover carriage that had brought them there. She linked her arm through his and kissed his cheek. "Wonderful darling" she purred in his ear.

Turning to look at his beautiful bride, Mattias took her into his arms and spun her down, then kissed her deeply, eliciting more boisterous cheers from their people.

She wrapped her arms around him and when he let her up they moved to the carriage.

Miran was sitting inside it with Kyian and another figure, this one a 19 year old Jhoraelal Belos, with blond hair, who had self appointed himself Miran's bodguard.

When Mattias and Penelope reached the carriage, he helped her enter first, then he climbed aboard and closed the hatch. Turning he saw the young man. "Ah, Triston. I trust you will ensure that no harm ever comes to my sister?"

The Jhoraelal Belos saluted "Yes Admiral. I have secured her chambers in the palace and we have a troop of guards ready to protect her when she leaves the palace."

Kyian had his own guards and knew that they were needed.

"Good," Mattias replied. He considered the young man for a moment, a Terran like him, and spoke. "When I am on my flagship, I am Admiral. When I am in the Palace, with my family, I am Emperor. Remember that."

"Yes, Your Grace, my apologies, Emperor." Triston said.

Miran sitting beside Triston looked between them then sat back, using the Lieutenant's body as a shield almost.

The hover carriage headed for the palace. There they would change and head to the feast.

Mattias sat back with his bride and smiled. "How do you feel now, my love? Now that we are on the throne and Pallas is dead."

She leaned into his side and smiled. "I feel freer than ever." she whispered to him.

He smiled. "You are free, my love. You are the head of the Erisian people. You can do whatever you want." He leaned his head over and kissed her.

Pene kissed him back just as the carriage stopped. "We are here" she said softly. "We have two hours to change and be present in the grand hall" she reminded her siblings.

Kyian nodded, he didn't say much these days. And he avoided anything that would put him outside the lines Mattias and Penelope had drawn.

Miran all but huddled against Triston nodded as well.

"Remember," Mattias spoke calmly to them. "You are my family now. I will never allow anyone to harm you again. I give you my word, not as Emperor, or as Admiral, but your brother."

Kyian nodded and the door opened. "After you both" He said gravely.

Pene nodded and with Mattias exited the carriage.

Kyian followed and then Miran and Triston.

===

Miran paused outside her chambers at Triston's signal and bit back a sigh. She wanted the peace of her bedroom after the wedding and public executions. She had not wanted them to be public, but she knew the importance of it being public. She barely knew her sister's new husband and that was not that surprising as Penelope was years older than her. And Mattias older than Penelope yet again.

"All clear" Triston's voice brought her back to where she was standing.

"Thank you Jhoraelal Belos." She said softly and moved into the open planned living area of her newly refurbished apartment.

One of her handmaidens stood waiting with a robe over her arm. "Your Highness, welcome back. Your bath is ready."

"Thank you Rhiannon." Miran said and moved towards the ensuite of her 5 bedroom suite.

Her two handmaidens had rooms in the apartment and she knew that the farthest bedroom was used by her bodyguards when she slept.

Triston escorted her to the master bedroom and watched her go into the bathroom with Rhiannon.

He had known Miran since he was 7, when his parents had accompanied the Emperor to Erisia, when he had been Colonel. Miran had been 5 at the time.

When Pallas had forced Penelope to marry him, Triston was assigned to Miran's bodyguard team. He had not been in charge when she had been taken by Pallas and sent to the brothel, and as it was, he had been arrested for trying to save her.

He had been released afterwards because of diplomatic issues. But now he was in charge and he was not going to fail Miran.

Fifteen minutes later Miran exited the ensuite wrapped in a robe and her hair was down.

Triston nodded at her and then moved out while she dressed.

Rhiannon came out and whispered "She is tired Jhoraelal Belos, she wants to sleep."

Miran had suffered a major trauma and Triston knew she did not sleep well at night. He nodded. "I will deal with it. If she gets some sleep now, we can get her to the feast and I am sure the Empress won't mind if she leaves early. I will clear it with the Emperor."

Rhiannon nodded and went down to the main living area.

Triston entered the bedroom and found Miran, dressed in a tunic and shorts, laying on the large bed. Her long brown hair was loose on the pillows and she was staring at the ceiling. He walked over and sat down beside her. Besides him, Rhiannon and Mirans sister were the only ones who had seen her like this. Triston reached out and touched her hair gently. "Miri." He said softly.

"Rion" she replied using the nickname she had given him when they were children.

"Sleep Miri. I am here. He is gone now."

She nodded and closed her eyes. She only slept fitfully and often needed someone in the room.

Triston had caught Rhiannon many nights asleep beside Miran on the bed but he never told anyone. Afterall she never ratted him out either.

They had been lucky in some respects. No pregnancies from the time she had spent being used and abused, but the trauma of the rapes and abuse would linger for years.

Triston was no fool, nor was he in any state of illusion. Their universe was filled with bad things and he knew that it was just a fact of life. They had to deal with it. He suspected that soon, Nobles would press for marriage alliances with the two unattached Royal siblings. Kyian would be prime, but now, Miran was in Erisian eyes, worth a younger son or cousin far from inheritance lines.

Which was not fair, she was worth more than that. But Erisia's nobles would not see that. All they would see was the fact that Miran was no longer 'vénëa' a virgin. And thus her value was less to them. Which was bloody fucked up as far as he was concerned.

When he had been younger he had naively thought that he might have a chance with Miran but his mother had set him straight. He was not of appropriate social rank for the Princess. So he would guard her, hold her while she screamed in nightmares and pray that no one forced her into marriage for many years.

===

In the Bridal Suite, as their Imperial apartments were not totally finished yet, Mattias picked up his bride in his arms and stepped over the threshold. "Hello there, Mrs Richardson," he said lovingly.

"hi Mr Richardson" she wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder.

Mattias sighed softly, completely at peace with the universe in that moment. After setting her back down on her feet, he kissed her deeply.

Pene slid her hands down his back as she kissed him back. Then she drew back. "We only have a short period of time. I need to get out of these clothes, they are covered in blood."

Mattias nodded, as Penelope's chooses group of handmaidens approached and bowed to the couple. He pulled her in for one more kiss, then whispered, "Tonight, after the party, you are all mine."

"of Course" She said over her shoulder as she headed off with her handmaidens.

Mattias watched Penelope go, smiling warmly. Then, he turned and made his way to his side of the temporary apartments, where his valets waited to help him get changed and ready for the feast.

Shortly before they were due to appear Penelope entered the foyer of their chambers dressed in a silvery blue gown that shimmered in the lights and her long black hair was down and held back from her face by the golden crown she wore. She beamed a smile at Mattias when she saw him.

From his side, Mattias approached wearing a perfectly cut and tailored, dark blue suit. While he wasn't wearing a crown, he was wearing the Imperial signet ring that Penelope had made special for him. "You look perfect, my Queen." He leaned in and kissed her carefully, knowing that her makeup mustn't be messed up....yet.

"And you are very handsome My Aran" She kissed him back lightly. "So shall we?"

Mattias smiled warmly and nodded. Turning, he held out his left elbow to his new bride.

She slid her hand into the crook of his elbow and let him lead her out of their quarters and towards the great hall.

At the Entrance, Kyian waited, lounging against the wall, indolently, dressed in his black military uniform, Kyian had worked hard in the military and had earned his rank Tazys, which equated to Major under the Federation. Unlike his now deceased older brother, his rank and the medals on his chest were earned not blindly given. He saw them and straightened. He bowed to them both.

"Your Excellencies" He said.

Penelope smiled at her younger brother. "Brother" she said. "Miran?"

"I heard Triston and her arguing about something when I went past. I am sure Triston will bring her shortly."

And his words were found to be true when footsteps heralded the arrival of the youngest member of the family with her bodyguard at her shoulder.

Miran wore a pale gold gown with green embroidery on it. Her brown hair was coiled around her silver circlet which denoted her rank as a Royal Princess of the Ruling house.

Triston stood behind her in his own black uniform. His rank pips denoting his rank of Jhoraelal Belos were precision neat.

"Your Excellencies" Triston said as Miran shot him a glower.

Mattias nodded to all present. "You three have had your worlds rocked and shattered. Today, you started to rebuild that world. Together, we will make Erisia the world that the universe will sit up and take notice of. But, first, we need to start here, at home. The former, your dead brother, Pallas, did much damage to this great planet, and her children. We need to show them all that we are the ones that will carry Erisia into the future, proudly and powerfully. I know Penelope and I can count on you both to do what is needed in the coming days and weeks." It wasn't a question.

Kyian nodded "Of Course"

"Yes," Miran replied softly.

Pene nodded and looked to the doors. "Lets do this together ok?"

"We are a family now," Mattias repeated himself. "I have shown each of you what I will do for my family. Now, let us show the rest of the universe, that Erisia is our family." He then straightened up and, after seeing that everyone was ready, nodded to his head Valet, who spoke quietly to the people controlling the doors and the festivities on the other side of it, that the Royal Family had arrived.

They moved in a group, Penelope and Mattias in the lead with Kyian and Miran behind them. Behind them their bodyguards formed up.

The Announcer made their announcement and the people drew back so that they could walk down the hall to the high table. As the family passed, the guests bowed or curtseyed to the correct due.

After they arrived at the Table, they took their seats, Kyian to the right of Penelope who sat to the right of Mattias, and Miran sat to Mattias's left.

Triston and the bodyguards stood behind the family.

Once his family had seated, Mattias signalled his major domo to resume the festivities. He then sat and leaned over to Penelope, giving her a soft kiss on her cheek, and a roguish grin.

She gave him a smile. "Behave thiramen" she whispered. "Oh and be careful with whom you speak. Some will be wanting things and they will come to speak to us tonight."

Smiling, Mattias reached up and gently held Penelope's chin in his strong, war-weathered, left hand. Quietly, so only she heard him, he said, "Amin naa tualle." He then gave her a playful wink and a grin, before releasing his hold on her.

The feast was not long, just 12 courses, at Penelope's insistence.
After the food was cleared and the dancing began, Penelope tracked a man heading for the table.

She bit back a groan. "Brace yourselves" She muttered to her family.

Kyian nodded "Oh the regent for the Laslor family, of Sirth. He is the great uncle of the current king, an infant. And the Woman with him is his niece, Ciretha, Sister of Mik'hai, and daughter of Nathanial."

Pene let her lips curve slightly. "They were on Pallas's side, but Ciretha is of marriageable age."

Kyian rolled his eyes. "Thanks Pene."

The man stepped up, bowed low. "Your excellencies," the Lady with him, was several years younger than Penelope and only a year or so younger than Kyian and she curtseyed deeply

"Baron Laslor" Penelope said. "Princess Ciretha"

Mattias dipped his head forward slightly, never taking his eyes off of their guests. "Baron, Princess. What brings you to our table on this wonderful night?"

The Baron was a ruddy faced, overweight man in his 50's who had never married, for good reason in Pene's mind. "I was hoping to request an Audience for my niece and myself tomorrow, to discuss.." and here he smiled at each of them "The outstanding betrothal between our houses."

Miran almost rolled her eyes, instead she sat back in her chair and turned her gaze towards the rest of the party.

"Outstanding Betrothal, My Lord Baron?" Penelope asked. "It was my understanding that Pallas paid your brother off, after he broke the betrothal between your nephew and myself. Therefore, it was legally dissolved."

"Maybe, Your Excellency, but the fact remains that House Laslor and House Lalor have had long standing agreements of marriage. Your Mother was a member of my house, albeit a minor branch." Here his gaze swept across them. "I would propose that my niece and your brother here, be betrothed in yours and Mik'hai's stead."

Pene glanced at Kyian who pretended not to be paying attention.

"Such a ... kind offer" She said. "One we will consider most carefully,"

"Then an Audience?" He pressed.

"Tomorrow does not suit as we have a lot to do, but I will have my secretary call you to arrange a more suitable time."

The Baron nodded and bowed. Ciretha curtseyed. As she backed away, her Uncle paused, "Also, your Excellency, I would also put myself forward as a match for your sister here." His tone clearly stated he expected her to jump on that offer. "It would benefit House Lalor to have her wed to a Loyal house."

Pene's smile went icy. "You presume too much Baron. Leave us. "

He bowed again and with his niece left.

Penelope's hands under the table clenched and released.

Mattias reached out and gently held his wife's hand. Then, with the other one, he reached out and gently squeezed Miran's. Turning to look into her eyes, he gave her a supportive grin and very slight shake of his head, letting her know that he was on her side snd she wouldn't have to marry the pompous ass of a Baron.

Pene was fuming but she knew that for Kyian, Ciretha would be perfect, but no way was Miran being married to that man.

Miran merely nodded at Mattias. She didn't speak. She reached for her wine and took a sip.

Mattias turned back to his bride. "Calm, my love," he whispered lovingly. "Do not let the vultures see you disturbed." While he was raging inside at the behaviour of the Baron towards the two women in his life, Mattias used his extensive combat training to remain looking unflappable and calm as an u moving sea.

"He wont be the last to make such an offer" She whispered back, her lips curved as if responding to a whispered love word.

"I know," he replied, a loving look on his face. "However, I have an idea, if you would allow it?"

Gently she touched his face. "What is the idea?" she asked softly.

Leaning closer, he whispered into Penelope's ear. "As we are changing how things are done, I say we change the practice of betrothals. Why not allow her to choose her champion, with the only requirement bring that the Empress approving the pairing?" He paused briefly, then continued. "You and I both know, the only man who would treat her properly, is Triston."

"hmm like minds" she whispered "But I had another thought on how to make it harder for people to protest such a match."

"Oh?" He asked softly. "What is that, my Queen?'

"King Edward Mirenth, of Mir died without issue," she said softly in his ear. "They need a new family to take that title. I figured, that the Montgomery's, who are your loyalist supporters would make a wonderful addition to the council."

Mattias thought for a moment, then nodded. "They would be very grateful of the elevation of their house. It would completely cement their loyalty to us both. However, how would this help your sister?"

Tylylaer Jackson Montgomery, was the head Engineer under The Emperor’s Command. His wife Tazys Mary Montgomery, was his Head of Science. Pene smiled at him. "No one can look down on my sister if her husband is the heir to a Ruling King of a kingdom under our domain." She said softly. "I see them down there in the crowd, would you like to come with me?"

Smiling softly, Mattias nodded. "Of course, my love." He then stood and offered his hand to his bride, helping her to her feet. The couple then moved down, among the crowd, towards their allies.

Smiling she stood and with him, headed down into the crowd.

Jackson and Mary, spotting them both smiled warmly and bowed and curtseyed as the Royal Couple joined them.

“Your Majesties” Jackson said with a smile. “laita lle Arta vian veryanwë”

“Your Erisian has improved vastly over the years Tylylaer” Penelope replied with a smile. “And thank you. But we came over here with a specific purpose. You both have been my Husband's staunchest supporters over the years and I believe such loyalty and devotion should be recognised.”

“Your Majesty does not need to do anything” Mary insisted. “Seeing you and the Emperor rule is the greatest pleasure and reward.”

Mattias smiled softly. "While your loyalty is appreciated, my bride speaks true. You are well due for a reward after your hard work and support during the several past years.

"We thank you for your words Excellency" Jackson said. "We are pleased that you honoured our son with the position you have." He said to Penelope. "He was most distressed when Her Royal Highness was taken away."

Penelope nodded. Her Twin had paid for that error of judgement for sure. And her lips curved "So to the subject of reward. Have you heard of the Kingdom of Mir within the Erisian Empire?"

Jackson and Mary exchanged looks and Mary responded with "Yes, Your Excellency, its in the Western Part of the main continent. They lost their King when he bet on your brother."

"Indeed. King Edward Mirenth, of Mir died without issue, and we find ourselves in need of replacing him. I with my Husband's agreement, have chosen House Montgomery to fill the space."

Jackson and Mary stared at her, shocked, but they both went to their knees before Penelope and Mattias. Their "Your Excellencies" came out in shock. After all, Terrans were not expecting that.

"Rise please" Penelope said with a smile. "It will be announced tomorrow in Court, but for now" she waved at one of her handmaidens who came forth. "The letters Patent, detailing this change. You will both be proclaimed King and Queen of Mirenth, and your children." Of which they had 3, Triston and another son and daughter, "Become Royal Princes and Princesses of your house."

Both Montgomery's stood slowly, shock and pleasure on their faces. Again they bowed and curtseyed before the Emperor and Empress. "Thank you, Your Excellencies, You honour us beyond words."

Penelope handed the letters to Mary and held them tightly. "Everything belonging to that King and his family are now yours, that includes control over his military forces. Which as you know are not up to my husbands standards."

"They will be within 6 months or they will find another line of work" Jackson said assuring Mattias and Penelope of this.

Mattias nodded, secure in his trust and faith in Jackson. "You have never disappointed me, in any way, in all the time we have served together. I trust you at your word." He extended his right hand to the other man.

Jackson was looking very proud as he shook Mattias's hand. "Your Excellency's can count on us to come when called, no matter what."

Pene smiled. "Good. Just be prepared, you have two sons of marriageable age and your daughter will be of age in a few years."

Mary nodded. "Vultures will appear."

"Indeed."

Mary glanced towards her eldest son standing guard over Miran and then at Penelope with a raised eyebrow.

Pene nodded "But let us let them come to the same conclusion. "

Mary grinned and nodded. "Of course."

Pene then said "We shall leave you to your evening, thank you again for coming. We shall see you both tomorrow at the announcement. "

Jackson bowed again and Mary dropped a low curtsey.

Penelope linked her arm through Mattias's and let him lead her into the crowd.

Mattias led Penelope out onto the dance floor. Then, after bowing to each other, moved into each other's arms and began to move as one to the lovely music that was being played. "So," he whispered with a grin. "You had that planned all along, didn't you, my love?"

"It was a consideration, I just needed someone to die without issue. A few minor dukes had died but when the king passed, seemed like fate" she said in his ear. "And it shows those Terrans who came with you that they can rise high here, higher than in the Terran Empire for sure."

He chuckled softly in reply. "They certainly can. Afterall, have you seen that dashing rogue sitting on the throne next to Empress Lalor...or will she take his name?" He smirked playfully at her, then winked."

She kissed him lightly. "We will discuss it. I think we will need to combine our names or create a new name for the new dynasty"

Mattias returned the kiss, then considered it for a few moments. "Why not call it..the Phoenix Dynasty? It certainly is appropriate to the fact that we are rising from the ashes of the old world."

She bit her lip. "My duplicate is called that" she whispered. "And its my middle name I am not sure"

Mattias, for a moment, had forgotten about her double from the other universe. "Forgive my ignorance, my Queen." He was silent for a moment as he mentally berated himself for being so stupid.

She smiled and kissed him gently. "We have time to discuss it." she said softly. Her gaze shifted as she spotted Triston coming their way. "Hmm Triston approaches"

Soothed by both her kiss and her loving tone, Mattias brought a smile back to his face. Turning slightly, he released His right hand from Penelope, leaving his left hand holding her, and face the approaching young man.

"Jhoraelal Belos?" Penelope asked as Triston joined them and bowed.

"Excellencies, your sister, she is wishing to retire." They all knew that no one had asked Miran to dance other than Mattias and Kyian and Triston was exempt because he was on duty.

Mattias felt a pang of sorrow for Miran. She was a lovely young woman. Even if Triston was her perfect match, he would have expected more of the men assembled, both young and old, to at least as say hello to her. He looked over at her and could see the tears practically threatening to burst free. Looking over at Penelope, he nodded. He then released her briefly to step closer to Triston.

Lowering his voice as he spoke to the younger man, he said, "take care of her, Triston. You are the only one Penelope and I trust to do so." He gave him a knowing look as he finished speaking.

The young man Saluted and nodded. He then moved off back to the high table. A few moments later, Miran gracefully walked out of the feast, Triston at her side.

Pene nodded her sisters way and then linked her arm through Mattias's. "An hour more My love" she whispered.

Mattias grinned happily at that comment. "After all the years being kept apart by Pallas and his schemes, one final hour is a small price to pay, for a lifetime of happiness, my Queen."

"Good, now lets mingle." She laughed and pulled him further into the crowd.

Mattias moved through the crowd of well-wishers, both genuine and those wanting only to beg for favours. Each of the latter was rewarded with a glare from the warrior, before Penelope pulled him on to the next group of courtesans.

After the hour, Pene led Mattias out of the feast, leaving Kyian to fly the family flag, but knowing he would vanish shortly after them anyway.

Once they were out of the main hall, the newly-married couple quickly made their way back to the bridal suite. They soon had not only increased their speed from a fast walk, to a slow jog. They also started to giggle like kids, excited to finally get what they wanted.

As soon as they entered the suite, Penelope moved deeper into the room, catching her breath, while Mattias locked the doors. He then turned and looked at his new wife and the look on his face was that of a starving predator looking at a delicious little lb.

Pene reached up behind her back and began to undo her gown. She had done it so often by herself growing up that it was second nature. She wanted to save the dress so she was choosing to undo it herself then risk it.

Mattias started to remove his suit, carefully draping his jacket over the back of the nearest sofa. "No one can save you now, Your Grace."

"Hmm well before you do anything, let me save this dress, i happen to like it." She pretended not to be really paying attention.

His eyes grew wide and, snarling like a wild animal, he moved closer and pounced on her. "You don't tell me to wait, Your Highness!" He grabbed her and pulled her to him, though carefully as he didn't want to damage the dress that looked perfect on her. "You had best hurry up, if you know what is good for you!"

"Oh I am, if you let me go" she nipped at his chin.

Snarling playfully at her, Mattias kissed her deeply, then released his hold on her, giving her room to undress, then run. He had the look in his eyes that he wanted to play some first.

Pene finished undressing and lay the gown over a chair, kicked off her shoes and then sent him a smirk and took off running in her strapless bar and underwear.

Laughing hungrily, Mattias set off after her, giving her a small headstart, before vaulting the furniture between them and closing the distance.

Hearing him get closer, Pene grabbed a pillar and used it to swing herself back towards him but dove to the other side to avoid him, hair flying out as she did so.

Laughing out loud, Mattias jumped against, then off of the same pillar, to reverse his larger frame and momentum as quickly as possible. "I'm going to get you, little rabbit!"

She gave a short laugh and ducked behind a couch and watched him warily but her eyes were alight. She tossed her hair back. "Am no rabbit" she said brightly.

"No," Mattias replied as he leapt over the couch that Penelope was hiding behind, swinging his hands towards her, but just missing...deliberately. While they were playing, he was slowly moving her towards the master bedroom, and the bed.

She ducked under his hands. "Too slow darling" and she darted away.

Mattias finally had enough of their game. Growling softly, he increased his speed and maneuverability in his pursuits. Soon, he had Penelope cornered.

Pene leaned against the post and smiled at him "oh dear" she mock complained. "Trapped"

He stalked towards her, grabbing her and throwing her up and onto his right shoulder. Holding her there with his right arm around the back of her knees, he reached up with his left hand and smacked her ass.

Pene gave a soft squeal and wriggled on his shoulder as if she wanted to escape.

"Oh, you are never going to escape my clutches again, Your Grace," he growled as he carried her into the bedroom. When he reached the bed, he lifted her up off his shoulder and tossed her down onto it. He then started to remove the rest of his clothes, starting with his shirts, as he watched her recover and slink towards him.

Pene rolled onto her hands and knees and crawled to him. "Hmmm let me help darling?" she purred.

Mattias stopped undoing his buttons and spread his hands wide, allowing Penelope to undress him. When she was close enough, he reached up and put his hand on the back of the head, pulling her up to kiss him. In his eyes. The look of a predator had been replaced with total love and devotion for only her.

Pene wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back lovingly. "Amin mela lle amin Aran"

"Amin mela Ile amin Cel." He replied happily. He then allowed her to move and continue to undress him. He was starting to become quite aroused by her proximity.

Pene locked her eyes on his and slid her hand into his pants even as she undid them with her other hand. her lips curved but she didn't say a word.

~OFF~

OOC:
laita lle Arta vian veryanwë -Bless you on your wedding