Chapter 20. Needs and Whims Catered For,
After the formal late lunch organised by Lady Nox, the Raven Queen. She had dismissed everyone to enjoy the castle grounds at their leisure. There was nothing off limits but advised her guests that the cellars were mainly used for storage places by the household help and that she couldn’t imagine that there would be of anything of interest to guests of their calibre down in such places.
The only outlier to this point would be the wine cellar. Lord Fielder raised this point, as he had thoroughly enjoyed the Raven Queen’s hospitality and more particularly the blood wine which… as rumours among the Harpy Clan’s went, that the Raven Kingdom had a treasure trove wine cellar full of it.While Lady Nox was glad that Lord Fielder had enjoyed the hospitality, it irked her that he should feel the need to verify such gossiping himself.
&Chapter 21. A Drunken King Rouault Now that Queen Nox had left the late lunch, bordering on dinner, social event to return to her work, as the sole ruler of her Kingdom. As well as Seraphina – the dazzling delight of the evening had taken her to leave – having left, one by one all of the remaining guests left the dining room in their respective groupings. The first pair, chaperone and young eligible bachelor, to leave had been King Rouault and Prince Kavan. The former, staggered and wabbled in his pace. His young Prince supported his weight from his shoulder, hugging his side with one arm. Despite this, the King seemed to pay his son no mind. “Honestly,” The young owlet chastised, “You may have overdone it with the blood wine.” The older Tawny owl spluttered and slurred. Being drunk elongated his hooting accent to a comical degree, “Yooou knooow…” he began, “It shooould be me whooo tells yooo ooooff, yoooungster.” The younger peacock prince, Prince Caruso and Queen
Chapter 22. Free Time Around the Castle: Master Fenn While Master Fenn had done his best to close the door to the room gently, trying his best not to cause the ironmongery to squeak under the palm of his hands. The truth was that Master Fenn could have slammed it for all that it would have mattered and the young owl knew it better than anyone else present in the Raven Kingdom would. Lord Fielder would not wake now, until the alcohol wore off in his system and by then, he would be craving gallons and gallons of water to quench a thirst that seemed as though it would never end. He signed as he walked down a different hallway than the one he had approached the room from. Partly, because he did not want to run into the Peacocks or the Eurasians right now. Master Fenn was already angry at them as it was and he wasn’t naturally an angry owl by nature. More often he was v
Chapter 23. Awaiting Opportunity Lady Cassandra and young Master Caruso, those from the Peacock Harpy’s Royaly, had been the next pair out of the dining room, once the drunken Lord Fielder had left, – being supported by the young tawny he was supposed to be chaperoning. Now and again, small bubbles of giggles and chuckles would surface, from their lungs to their lips. Usually, Master Caruso did not get on well with his mother. Especially surrounding the topic of wanting a mate who was not a peacock. He thought beige was boring and refused to marry a woman who… was just plainly and blatantly boring. Initially, Lady Cassandra had taken no issue with this. It was well known, and widely accepted among all of the harpy Clan’s, that peacock males had a vanity like no other. Requiring absolute beauty within their mates. It was because of precisely this, that the P
Chapter 24. Council of Owls & Code of Conduct The last group of Harpy to leave the dining room, following the late lunch and both Seraphina and Lady Nox, the Raven Queens’ departure to continue the obligations that came with her ruling a Kingdom as a widowed Queen, was the Eurasian Eagle Owl Harpy. As they walked up the corridor; the group turned in the direction of their room, around several more turns and a few doors up. It did not seem to take long and the brothers were in high spirits – slightly tipsy after a few glasses of the blood wine themselves. Not enough that they had almost complete loss of bodily functions. Such as that, they had witnessed, of Lord Fielder. Who was supposed to be chaperoning Master Fenn, had ended up having to use the young owlet as a crutch to get him back to his room after several goblets of the blood wine, too many. Both of the Eurasian brothers’ laugh
Chapter 25. A Shifter's Mark The Raven Kingdom was not one that was known for its warmth, or its sun for that matter. Situated in a more northern part of the continent the blistering winds of the three mountains had a bite to it. The sky while lit with clouds earlier, was now beginning to dull – more than its usual level of dullness anyway. This was how, most, of the Royal guest from the other Clan’s perceived it anyway. They all felt it was still quite early. Too early for the light to already be fading from the sky, and fading so fast too. While the various guests had left the late lunches by now: Some now asleep, passed out or garnering beauty sleep. Others exploring the castle or, such as Lord Easton – drafting letters to his mate. The Eurasian Queen. Sephora remained, still, in the Noble District. Having now, s
Chapter 26. One Downed Hound As both the younger twin of Lady Nox, alongside her poorer aesthetic features of icy pale blue eyes, that were almost white. After Sephora had, what she believed for the most part, gotten over her mother issues - deriving from lack of attention and affection that her sister always seemed to receive from her- the younger twin had kicked back and realised the two tier favouritism may actually be a good thing for her. While she seemed innocent and childlike as a defence, and these days, a default. She had indulged herself once or twice with various servants. Only those she deemed to be of her tastes and her own aesthetic; being so imperfect with her pale eyes, she never imposed such strict conditions on anyone she deemed fit to pleasure her. Of course the Raven Queen knew nothing about this and were she ever to find out…. The mere thought of that
Chapter 27. Lurking Lust Caruso had ensured that his exit from the room was quiet and soft enough so as not to disrupt his mother, Lady Cassandra the Peacock Queen's, beauty sleep – just as she had begun to drift off. As it was supposed to be, a late breakfast was delayed to a late lunch. All due to Princess Sephora, who had never bothered to even show up in the end. This was a sentiment mutually shared by all those who had arrived. Already the younger princess had earned a flakey reputation, but it wasn't unfixable at this point. As it was pushed back to a late lunch, it had disgruntled Lady Cassandra, in the being so close to her evening beauty rest. No matter the reason
Chapter 28. Curse The Peacock Clan A tear broke from her left eye as Caruso, her attacker, finally reached her. She backed away again, but this time the back of her calves bumped into the edge of a low long chair and with a yelp that she could not help. Servant girl, Auro fell backward onto it. Her servant uniform, a grey checkered dress, flipped up and revealed lacy black underwear. "Oh, now that…." The Peacock Prince purred, "…that is an excellent position for you, isn't it?" As he grabbed the back of the couch closest, in a place most relative to her legs with the hand which had just been on his throbbing member. He ran that hand up one of the dark grey stockings at her thighs; i
Chapter 55: Personal SpaceThe castle's secret passageways were a labyrinth of shadows and whispers, a stark contrast to the resplendent throne room above. Sephora walked with a confident, measured stride, her footsteps echoing off the cold stone walls. Each step sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and the faint, lingering trace of blood, a visceral reminder of the depths of the Raven Kingdom's darkness. Black flames of the torches cast grotesque shadows on the walls, as if the very stones were alive with malevolent spirits - they probably were.The air was thick with anticipation, the heavy scent of damp earth and the faint, lingering trace of blood only serving to heighten the intensity of the moment. Sephora led Orion through the twisting passageways, her heels clicking against the cold stone floor, her breaths coming in shallow gasps that echoed off t
Chapter 54: Set Up, Part 3Sephora's lips curled into a wicked smile, her eyes gleaming with a dark, tantalizing light. She leaned in closer, her voice a low rumble that sent shivers down Orion's spine. "I want you to do something for me, Orion. Something... intimate." Orion's eyes widened, his breath hitching in his throat. He took a step back, his hands raising in a feeble attempt to ward her off. "Sephora, I don't... I don't understand. What are you asking me to do?" Sephora's smile never faded, her eyes never leaving his. She took a step forward, her hand reaching out to tuck a stray feather behind her ear. "You see, Orion, there was this young noble, a little while ago who had recently been promoted to work in the castle. He was charming, handsome, brilliant black hair and wings and he had the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen. Try as I might have, he rejected me." He knew the rejections that were spoken of, because it was the rejections of all of her advances on him be
Chapter 53: Set Up, Part 2Sephora had never been one to heed warnings, especially not from her goody-two-shoes, perfect sister. She pushed the thought away, her smile returning as she approached the cell. "Orion," she cooed, her voice a low sultry rumble that echoed through the dank cell, stopping at the door. "I must say, I'm quite disappointed. I expected more of a fight from you, earlier today at court." Orion lifted his head, his face pale and gaunt in the dim light. His eyes were filled with a mix of fear and anger, his lips pressed into a thin line. "What do you want, Sephora?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, yet resonating with a raw intensity of hatred in his eyes lingered while he lookedcat yer. That sent a shiver down her spine. She leaned against the cold iron bars, her feathers rustling softly as she did so, her eyes never leaving his. "Oh, Orion," she said, her voice that low toxic purr that seemed to wrap around him like a silken rope. "Always the
Chapter 52: Set up, Part 1 The castle's new dungeons in the south wing were a labyrinth of shadows and whispers, a stark contrast to the resplendent throne room above. Sephora walked with a confident, measured stride, her footsteps echoing off the cold stone walls. Each step sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and the faint, lingering trace of blood, a visceral reminder of the depths of the Raven Kingdom's darkness. The black flames of the torches cast grotesque shadows on the walls, as if the very stones were alive with malevolent spirits. Sephora's icy blue eyes gleamed in the dim light, her feathers ruffling slightly in the chill breeze that wafted up from the dungeon's depths. She followed the twisting corridors, her heels clicking against the damp stone floor, her breaths misting in the frigid air. The dungeons were a maze of darkness and despair, a labyrinth of whispers and,
Chapter 51: Set upThe castle's new dungeons in the south wing were a labyrinth of shadows and whispers, a stark contrast to the resplendent throne room above. Sephora walked with a confident, measured stride, her footsteps echoing off the cold stone walls. Each step sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and the faint, lingering trace of blood, a visceral reminder of the depths of the Raven Kingdom's darkness. The black flames of the torches cast grotesque shadows on the walls, as if the very stones were alive with malevolent spirits.Sephora's icy blue eyes gleamed in the dim light, her feathers ruffling slightly in the chill breeze that wafted up from the dungeon's depths. She followed the twisting corridors, her heels clicking against the damp stone floor, her breaths misting in the frigid air. The dungeons were a maze of darkness and despair, a labyrinth of whispers and, not as many
Chapter 50: Sephora's Era of Lies The throne room was a symphony of black, echoing the Raven Kingdom's signature color palette. Towering walls, draped in lush, velvety fabric, bled into the high ceiling where massive crystal chandeliers cast prismatic shadows, dancing with the breeze from the open windows. The air was thick with anticipation, the scent of night flowers and distant rain filling the vast chamber. Sephora Nox, the youngest of the Raven Harpy Princesses, strode into the throne room with all the grace of a tornado. Towering walls, draped in lush, velvety fabric, bled into the high ceiling where massive crystal chandeliers cast prismatic shadows, dancing with the breeze from the open windows. The air was thick with anticipation, the scent of night flowers and distant rain filling the vast chamber. Her black feathers, white icy blue eyes, and nails seemed to glow against the murky atmosphere, drawing every eye like a moth to a flame. She wore her usual smirk, like a
Chapter 49: The Green Dress Servant.{{The following events happened prior to the Peacock's finally leaving the Ravens Kingdom. Chapters released in the wrong order.}} The Peacock Harpy Prince named at 23, has encouraged and covered the younger Eurasian harpy princes at 19 to help him commit an unspeakable act. Raping one of the Raven Servants at the castle. The Raven servant who ends up getting this, is not a servant at all. It is Sephora the youngest Raven princess and heir, dressed in a green noble robe and brassy body plate. As she is not wearing her usual black royal garments, he doesn't recognise her fully due to his fetishism for a Raven mate. Caruso begins by stroking the Raven Harpy Servants Hair and Feathers, as she is reasting on a large food storage box. He begins taking off her breastplate, moving thr hem of her dresses breastline to reveal and fondling her petite breasts with his long boney hands. "Oh, how I have waited for this." He says as he moves his other hand
Chapter 48: The Unravelling The sun hung high over the rolling meadows of the Peacock Kingdom, casting a golden hue that shimmered like jewels across the landscape. Caruso, the second prince, stood on the balcony of his opulent chamber, gazing out at the vast expanse of greens and golds, his mind swirling with thoughts darker than the shadows cast by the fluttering peacocks below. For too long, he had been a mere pawn in the grand game of royalty, but today, he felt the stirrings of true ambition. “Solomon,” he called, his voice dripping with a mixture of excitement and unease. The advisor entered swiftly, his broad build filling the doorway. Solomon was a Eurasian Eagle Owl harpy, tall and mountainous in stature, with feathers that glinted like polished wood under the sunlight. His presence was commanding, a stark contrast to Caruso’s more delicate frame, yet it was the wiry strength of the advisor that had often proven invaluable. “Your Highness,” Solomon bowed slightly, his e
Chapter 47: A Blood Debt Slave The werewolf lay unconscious in his human form, restrained by shimmering unicorn shackles that bound him to the wall and floor. He was strikingly handsome, with olive skin and dark hair that framed his face, while his stubble was evolving into a full beard. Sephora, the youngest princess and the daughter of the Raven Queen, approached this hidden prisoner, a secret unknown to her family. As Sephora settled into the ornate chair nearby, a wave of drowsiness washed over her. The effects of the enchanted atmosphere began to take hold swiftly. Suddenly, a shadowy figure emerged before her, drawing her attention. "What do you desire?" she asked, her curiosity mingling with a hint of authority. "I am Nikolas, and I demand my freedom from these binds," the figure replied in a deep, strained voice. "And I am not your toy. You can not control me." She smirked, undeterred by his resistance. "I have come to offer you ecstasy in your shackles. Whether you li