Chapter 191 – Soon

*** Alzi ***

"Alzi," the Princess says, nudging me awake. "I'm sorry to wake you, but I need to know what this new tattoo is for?"

"Goddess gave it to me," I mumble. I'm back in her thick arms, the robe still on me, at least.

"I see," the Princess says. "I got one as well. But only two parts, not three."

"You complete your class?" I ask.

"No," the Princess says. "No, I have a second class, so you got all three. Is that what the Goddess did?"

"Yes."

"Sorry she couldn't do more for you," the Princess says. "I can try pushing off the tea parties for a while and see if you can complete your class without sex. We can travel around with Geta and Shimmer, and I can try marrying Yuki and Nakuma to act as guards for you. See if you can't at least complete most of your class with just healing, so your next class will be better."

"The Goddess said I already had Goddesses interfering with me," I say. "Other than offering me these classes. What does that mean?"

I always thought my jokes were just that. Why would a Goddess care about some stupid breeding whore? How could I entertain them so much that more than one is watching? Are they betting on my misery?

The Princess takes her time answering, her finger tracing my new tattoo. Does she not know?

"There are a number of possible ways," she finally says. Each word comes out slowly. "The most likely reason is that you are a champion of two Goddesses."

"Those are heroes, not whores," I say. I would try to get out of her grip, but there is no way for me to escape her arms.

"You have the power of a hero already," the Princess says. "You said I wanted a whore for my husband. That is wrong. I wanted a champion. I want you, Alzi. I need you to get the throne. My sister is too far ahead of me, but with a champion as my husband, I can win. Then I heard the workers talk about you. How you were nice and helped them. You were more than just the power that I needed. You have the same desire as me. To help others. To make their lives better."

"I have no desire," I say. "I just want to live with my mom."

"You'll have that, I promise," the Princess repeats yet again. "But I know you want more. You want a healing class. You wish to heal the sick and injured. How can you not see that you love helping others?"

"Help others?" I say. "That is what you think I want? No, no, no. I want to burn the red light district to the ground. Collar the Mistress and have her be my personal breeding bitch. There are a number of nobles I would love to put on a leash with her. Walking on all fours, serving me with their bodies. The other brothel owners burning at the stake before I run off into the hills with my slaves and Mother and Yuki and Nakuma and Kelly and Mai."

"What about me?"

"I'll be nice and leave you alone if the collar falls off before my decade is up," I say. Leaving her grasp the second her arms loosen. "Hold me for too long, and I may just add you to my leash."

"You can add me. I don't care," the Princess says, pulling me in close. "I can't let you go. Not now. Not ever. I need you for the crown and to help me govern the Queendom. I'll marry your Mother and Mai and Kelly. I'll give you a leash and fake slave collar to put on me behind the curtain. I don't care. You can ask me to dance, and I'll dance once I get that throne. I'll serve the champion, and we'll serve the Queendom."

"I don't care to serve the Queendom!" I scream.

"You'll love it," the Princess says. "I know it. You won't have the hard work to do. Just heal others and show your power to keep the others from stirring the pot. Want your revenge? Then you need me. Yuki won't let you burn down the brothels. Won't be able to sneak all the owners off the street and into a pit for you to burn. No, it is just me that can give you that. Only I can slowly let you take your revenge on the nobles."

"I..."

"You want it, and I'll hand it to you," the Princess says. "Name them, and I'll get them to you. Your breeding whores will have their own wing in the castle to crawl around and serve you. I'll even join them when I'm not showing off as the Queen to the people. The first citizen can be the Princess. The one that fucked that bastard into you."

"Strip," I say. Why start with that Princess when I have this one in front of me?

"No, Alzi," the Princess says with a wicked smile. "No, you get me after I get the crown. The war will decide which Princess gets the crown. Can you handle that? Two pregnant women leading an army to keep that bitch of a Princess? War for the Princess slave, and then we marry your Mother."

"If we lose the war?" I ask.

"How do we lose the war with a champion on our side?" the Princess says, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek. Her hands lift up my tits. "Look at these, dear. Your tits are going to balloon with three classes at once. Healing all those women. My army won't have to fear injury with you supporting them. We'll have the two best healers on our side. I'm stronger than their Princesses, and my Mother is still stronger than their Queen."

"How does this help the Queendom?" I ask.

"It shows the power of my house," the Princess says, her robe slowly opening up. "We'll gain some cities. More trade and resources for us. Proof of our strength will keep others from going to war with us. But if you don't want it."

"I don't," I say. "The Princess will die anyway."

"Very well," the Princess says, falling back. My head lands between her breasts. "We can look at marrying your Mother when we get back. If I do that, will you promise not to leave?"

"I need to marry my mother."

"Give me a bit of time to make it work then," the Princess sighs. "I just need some time to get Yuki and Nakuma to protect you. But my Mother may not let the war go."

"Whatever."

*** Esiyae ***

"Well, what did they talk about?" I ask the stupid bitch. My maid struggled to do anything last night, but this morning, she is able to feed me correctly.

"I do not know," she says. "the Princess has a barrier in place."

"The rules..."

"Say no magic, yes. But they both likely got a gift from the Goddess and I have no desire to anger an important Goddess that just got a temple. I know they are still in the room, so that is fine with me," Mother's bitch says. "I am in control now. I do not need you butting in."

"And if we get captured?" I ask. Maybe it won't be the worst thing to have Fluvis after us now. Blame it all on this bitch when Mother pays the ransom. Just one kid for us, after all.

"If it happens due to my orders, then it will be my fault. Otherwise, it will be on you," she says. "No need to think too hard about it."

The shipyard promised to have the ships fully repaired by dinner. A little too long, personally, but I have no power here to whip them into correcting their mistake. Not that I didn't try, just this fucking bitch kept stopping me.

The inn wasn't too bad once my maid stopped puking. She really is a sweet girl with cute little tits and moans. Just teasing her a bit sends her over the edge.

"You better not get us captured," I say, playing with my maid's pointy ear.

"If we do, it would be your fault for going so early. We could've waited a few months," the bitch says. "We would have Nesh after us for sure instead of Fluvis if she could go into labor at any point. She would even be delayed moving to the coast."

"Winter is only getting worse," I say. "Everyone was away, and they hadn't changed the tunnels yet. I made a reasonable choice."

"I hope you didn't make it terrible for us," the bitch says. "But soon, we can leave. Now, don't leave this room. I will be watching."

"Whatever," I say.

*** Fluvis ***

"My Lady," Petunia screams out, her delicate flower on the tip of my tongue. "More, please, my Lady!"

Her sweet nectar flows into my mouth. Lottie gently pushes the dildo deep into me. The only way to beg for more is to shake my hips as I grant my little maid her wish.

My tongue swirls around her little nub, sending shivers through her body. Her delicate hands hold tight to my new shiny hair.

Oh, yes, yes, Lottie, just a bit more, please, dear. Please, my love! I wish I could beg you for more, but my maid needs her reward. Please help your pregnant wife!

"FUCK!" I scream out, Lottie not letting me focus on the maid. The dildo drilled in deep, sending electricity through my body. My toes curl as I climax, the dildo still moving as my wonderful wife looks for her own release.

"Oh shit, dear," she moans out. "You feel so good. Make that little maid moan for me. Make her show you how she feels! Return to her all the service she has given you."

Her fingers send little trickles of electricity into my thighs. A little trick she knows gets me off.

"FFFUUUCCCKKK!" I scream out.

"I said to make the maid do the talking!" Lottie screams out, thrusting in even deeper. "Fuck!" she finally lets out, reaching her own pleasant finish.

"Captain!" pierces into our ears. "The ships are on the move."

"Raise anchor!" I yell out. I'm sure the anchor is already raised, but I have to respond with something besides moans.

Petunia scrambles off the bed, and Lottie just collapses at the end. She won't be needed for a few hours, but I'm required in order to get us into position and then create the battlefield.

Petunia gets us dressed in under a minute, a drill we have practiced a lot over the years at sea. My belly does not harm her time at all, but it does harm how fast I walk. Luckily, my crew is well-trained, and my second mate already knows what should happen. In battle, all I need to do is stay on the deck, fuel the battlefield, and shout out the commands.

I decide the position and get us there, and Lottie handles the fighting. Estrella normally handles the getting us into position part more than I normally do, but a champion can do more.