Ul'lanna collapsed onto Jacara. The two of them trying to catch their breath and covered in a thin film of sweat. She felt his tender fingers massaging her thighs, before they started to hover over them. "What are you doing?" "Just admiring you." Jacara whispered kissing her cheek. "You're checking if my legs are shaking aren't you?" "No, no. Don't be crazy...on an unrelated note. Do you feel like taking a post fuck walk?" Ul'lanna rolled her eyes, pushing herself off. She collapsed beside him, her legs unresponsive. Jacara fist pumped with a proud and smug head nod. "You're an idiot." "I'm your chosen idiot." The two jumped at the sound, of heavy breathing surrounding them. Jacara and Ul'lanna sat up noticing the earthen walls covered in cracks and holes. Aroused and heaving Elves sat around peeking at them. The two quickly embrace, their eyes bulging. Jacara placed a Gaia card down, and the wall was restored.
"Oh...no...." Ul'lanna said mortified. "Jacara...why were there holes in that wall?" He scratched his head. "Um...it may be possible, that in the moment of our passion, I may have lost control of my Arcane Energy." "THEY ALL HEARD ME!" She squealed shaking him violently. "It's okay! You didn't say my name. You were just enjoying the moment." "THAT'S NOT WHAT I'M ANGRY ABOUT!" "I think you were very rousing and awe inspiring." She shoved him aside. "Help me up, we have to keep them in line, before they talk." "And why can't you stand by yourself?..." "Are you seriously doing this now? Right now?" Jacara shrugged. She let out an exasperated sigh, reeling back with a deep breath. "I can't walk and need help to stand, because you fucked me very well." "Aaaand?" "Really?" "Come on you described it a few times." Ul'lanna took a big sigh, pinching between her brow. "You're bigger." Jacara let out a little giggle helping her up. "You're an idiot." "I'm your idiot."
Jacara dressed the two of them and brought the wall down. They were surrounded by only female Elves. Jacara wrote a note for Ul'lanna. 'You have competition.' She elbowed him in the sternum. He coughed and wheezed. "What is the meaning of this? Why are you all just sitting here staring!" "...Is that what sex is meant to look like?" "UH well, between two-" "Because it sounded amazing." "I bet it would have looked amazing as well." Jacara stood up with a proud smile. "Is he the best sex you've ever had?" Jacara turned to Ul'lanna waiting for her response. "Best is a very definite word. Can you accept amazing and move on?" Jacara gave a reluctant nod. "We need our peace and privacy. Now leave us and-" "Both the High princes, wished to see you." "At this hour? Let's get this over and done with then." Her legs buckled on her first step. The girls let out a low sound of awe. Jacara giggled at the sight. He took Ul'lanna in his arms, cradling her into his chest.
He wore a smug smile and walked with a spring to his step. She wrote on his chest. 'Yamada feels better.' Ink crawled on her arm. 'I could just drop you right now.' 'Because you don't have the "strength" to hold me?' Jacara walked along annoyed with Ul'lanna snickering. The two entered the war tent, with hundred of female Elves now following behind them. Gluthiel came out with a piece of jerky in his mouth, looking at the crowd confused. "What are you all doing here!? Go away!" Jacara set Ul'lanna down onto a chair. "Getting someone to carry you. I like it." Apariel said swinging in a hammock. "Why have you summoned us?" "We actually only summoned you, but after your...rousing cries of ecstasy." Ul'lanna cringed and blushed. "We found it difficult to sleep." Gluthiel slapped Jacara on the back, knocking the air out of him. "You though. What a performance. Show us what you do." "I'm exhausted." Ul'lanna snapped. "Don't worry, we have plenty of girls." "I don't fuck the low-born." Jacara said firmly.
"My apologies. I have never met a mercenary with standards before." "Now you have. What do you want? We're tired and want to rest." "I don't doubt it. However Apariel brought up a very interesting point." "And it couldn't wait a day?" Ul'lanna said annoyed. "Of course not." Gluthiel said, closing the tent flaps. "You see, we also have some standards, and it's been so long since we've had some...fun." He said kicking off his boots. "You're family." Jacara said. "And a nice pair of tits is still a nice pair of tits." "Go to sleep Gluthiel. You're either drunk, dumb or both." Ul'lanna growled. A Blessing mark branded Gluthiel. The three turned to Apariel. Gluthiel's eyes glazed over and he fell unconscious wearing a gleeful smile. Apariel let out a sigh, rubbing his face. "Would you mind raising a wall for us? I would like for us to speak in person."
Jacara and Ul'lanna shared a glance, before he threw a Gaia card on the ground. Apariel apathetically crawled out of his hammock and did a stretch. "Lose the disguises." "We're not in any-" He looked at Ul'lanna with disdain. "Our only sister is named Luci, and she lives with Mykel and her mother Aurelia." "And uh...how do you know this isn't Luci?" Jacara asked. "Because she's five." "Ah. I see." Jacara said pursing his lips. "So lose the disguises." Jacara waved his hands removing the Enk magic. "The traitor captain Ul'lanna and the son of Encara himself. Jacara the master of none." "Oh come on! That name reached you guys as well?" HE groaned. "You two are very stupid, to waltz into an enemy camp, with the worst background stories ever."
The two shrugged. "I thought it was pretty good." Ul'lanna muttered. "Do you know easy it is to heal ears? You two just came back from the Silver City." "I had to explain, why he couldn't hear Elvish." "Because he's not an Elf, and was born in the Silver City. Done." "Yeah...that's way better..." Ul'lanna said dropping her head. "We're getting side tracked. What do you want from us?" Jacara asked. "To end this stupid war, and travel to Yamata." "...Why?" Jacara asked. "They say the Oeo is the most peaceful place on Jux. If there's any place that I could find a place to sleep, it would be there." "You uh...you know you're an Elf right?" Jacara said. "Yes. I'm aware." "And, you're aware of what your daddy did over there?" "Yes." "Okay just checking." Jacara said. "How can you trust us to end a war?" "I don't, but it won't hurt if I let you go and try." "So...do we just go?" Jacara asked. He rolled his eyes. "You actually fuck this idiot?" "I might have a type." Ul'lanna cringed.
He stomped over to the map on the table. "Take the horses we brought, and a carriage. Ride to Artaraxus and execute the royalty there." "I can't just assassinate royalty. Do you know how hard it will be to get close to them." "I didn't say assassinate. I said execute. If they see that an Elf murdered their king and queen. The connection between Kal'Nar and Artaraxus will crumble to dust. Secondly, that's not my problem." "What about your brother over there? How are you going to explain, what happened to him?" Apariel walked over taking out a dagger and rammed it through Gluthiel's closed eye. Jacara and Ul'lanna jumped. "There. He's dead." "Umm....." "He's had that coming for years. Don't feel guilty. Now help me put him into the hammock." "Are you just going to leave him in the hammock? What about the smell?" Jacara said. "Have you smelt him?" "Fair."
"Now get some sleep. Your carriage will be ready in the morning." "What will you do? Are you still going to raid the Silver City?" Ul'lanna asked. "No! Why would I ever do something so tedious?" "You're just going to stay here?" Apariel looked to Ul'lanna, speaking in Elvish. "This idiot? Really?" "I swear he has good qualities." "Hey! What are two saying about me? Is it about my penis?" The two looked at him for a second, before locking eyes again. "I'm not seeing them." "I'm starting to become blind to them as well." "I know you two can hear me!" Jacara exclaimed. "Stop ignoring me!" "I hope you're prepared to die on that hill." "I apparently am." Ul'lanna said with reluctance. "Oi! I know that look. You just said something about coming to terms with me. What was it?" "Nothing. You're clearly a wonderful and not an annoying person." Apariel said coldly. "Yep. That's what we were talking about." Ul'lanna said smiling at Jacara.
"Now, when you two arrive at Artaraxus. Take a detour and enter through the western entrance. You'll be treated as a refugee from the liberated towns." "What will you do?" Ul'lanna asked. "I'll go home. Say I was attacked by the Forsaken Knight that's killing us." "What about your army." Jacara asked. "They'll go to the Silver City as refugees or runaways, and Gluthiel will lay there and rot till the maggots have their fill." "Thank you." Ul'lanna bowed. Jacara did the same. "Don't. We're not allies or friends. Now I'm going to go sleep in my tent. If I hear you two fuck again. I promise you both, that I will murder you in your sleep. Am I clear?" The two nodded. "Keep the wall raised, let him fester in here." Apariel said. He branded himself with a Blessing mark, and struck the wall blowing it to pieces. His shattered and broken hand reformed instantly. "Man he's weird." Ul'lanna slapped the back of Jacara's head. "He can hear you!" She hissed.
The two returned to their tent, with Ul'lanna sleeping on Jacara's arm, the two embracing. "Hey, do you think Yamada is gonna be okay?" "I'm sure he's fine." Yamada was kicked into the ground with Hakai crashing down and driving his knee, into his stomach. He spat and retched, punching Hakai away. "He's probably eating some raw fish with him or something." Ul'lanna gagged, at the thought of eating raw fish. "Let's just enjoy our time together." Jacara said kissing her on the head, and pulling her in close. "How many girls have you done this with?" "None." Ul'lanna punched his chest. He coughed and laughed at the same time. "Alright a few." She glared at him. "Alright, a lot...many...numerous...all of them in the Citadel." Jacara said wincing. "And?" "A lot of women from the Silver City as well." "Now we're honest." "Tsk, what about you?" "Just you and one other boy. Oh he was amazing. Did I tell you about him?" "Ha. Ha." "Absolutely rocked my world. I wonder if I got another time with him, how good he is now." "Mmmm...." She snickered caressing his face.
As morning came the two awoke to the entire Elven army standing at attention for the two of them. 'Holy crap, I forgot how fast we can all line up.' Ul'lanna thought. The entire army saluted them and went down to one knee. "What are our orders High Princess Uriel!?" One declared. Jacara turned to Ul'lanna, his eyes bulging waiting for her to give an order. 'No big deal...you were a captain before. Leading an army is no different than leading a squad....holy crap so many eyes...so many ears....How did you do this Ta'shana?' Jacara held her hand, clearing her mind. He smiled at her. She smiled back gripping his hand tighter. "We're moving back to Artaraxus! We will restock our resources, and once we have bled that kingdom dry! We will wipe them out in one fell swoop, and only then! Will we move to conquer the Silver City!"
They let out a cheer and quickly mobilized. Apariel waved them goodbye from his tent, wearing a night gown and cap. Ul'lanna and Jacara rode in the front carriage, the two holding hands while their carriage was drawn. She smiled resting her head onto Jacara's shoulder. He blushed doing the same onto her head. 'I love you.' She said in Elvish. "Did you say something?" She shook her head. "Well since we've got some time to Artaraxus. Why don't we have something snack on." Ul'lanna's ears pricked up and she sat up with excitement. "Do you mean?" A Elf walking beside their carriage handed him several different bowls of fruit syrup. He smiled at her. "I'm guessing you want all the flavours?" She nodded eagerly. "I could really use that idiot's help in making the ice, but I should be able to make you a few glasses." He handed her a glass of shaved ice. She gasped in awe holding the chilled bowl in her hands. "I love you." "You haven't tried the other flavours. I think I saw a draken fruit on a wagon. I think you'll like-" "Jacara...I love you."
Jacara froze. His heart leapt out of his throat. His hands became clammy in an instant. Words he had heard before from swooning women. Words that he had recited back, to said women for his own gain. He gulped at Ul'lanna staring back at him waiting for an answer. "I...I love you as well." He stammered with his face turning bright red. The two sat in an awkward silence, both turning bright red. Three words had rendered them both speechless at each other. "Another flavour?" Jacara asked breaking their silence. "Yes please!" She exclaimed the two snickering at their situation. "What are we going to tell...you know who, about us?" Jacara asked. "He doesn't need to know. It will only make him ask questions that we aren't ready to ask."
The two enjoyed their trip together, finally enjoying a sense of peace. They made their way to Artaraxus with no troubles. Journeying for over three weeks. The two became beloved among the warriors. Giving them a share of the sweets, hunt of the day, turns in the bed and daily hot baths. Jacara and Ul'lanna sat in their carriage leaning on each other. "High princess Uriel. We're almost at Artaraxus." A warrior said. Ul'lanna nodded at them. Jacara padded the walls. "I think it's time we finally talk about our big problem." "I know..." Ul'lanna said filled with dread. "Now, do you remember what to do if everything goes wrong?" "Blind them and make a loud sharp sound, then we run for our lives." "Alright. Let's do this." The two kissed before leaving the wagon. Jacara sat in the driver seat, taking the reins with Ul'lanna standing on top of the wagon. The warriors gathered around her.
"I have an announcement!" She declared looking at their attentive and caring faces. "We are about to arrive at Artaraxus, and it would be wrong of me to lie to you all." Confused murmurs spread amongst them. "I'm not a High Princess. My real name is-" "Ul'lanna, the traitor captain." A warrior said. Ul'lanna and Jacara froze, both sharing a glance. All of the warriors stood with a smile at them. "How long have you all known?" "First day of the march." "Why didn't you all say anything!?" She exclaimed. "We liked the food." "And the beds!" "And the baths!" Ul'lanna looked to Jacara for guidance or any advice. He shrugged completely confused. "Um...well...this isn't how I saw this going." She blushed. "What are your orders High princess Ul'lanna?" A warrior declared, with the rest falling onto one knee. Ul'lanna looked around surprisingly impressed at her new army and title.
Jacara smirked back at her. "What are our orders Princess?" "Uhhhhh well...I...The plan hasn't changed!" She said firmly, clearing her throat. They rose their feet looking at her with awe and admiration. "We intend to end this war. To cease this pointless battle. This is not our war. It is from a generation of assholes." The warriors cheered. "When we arrive at Artaraxus. We will need information to kill the royalty. "Deny our existence, and spread yourselves amongst the kingdom. We will find a place of operation to plan our attack. Bring all the information you can." They saluted her. "Also! We are friends with...an absolute idiot. The Forsaken Knight." Sounds of awe rippled out. She revelled in the awe. "I've also had-" Jacara cleared his throat. "A....Good relationship with him. His name is Yamada Ken, and he is not hostile..." Jacara winced at her choice of words, shaking his head. "He's crazy! But he's still my friend. When he arrives, you will know who he is."
"What does he look like?" Ul'lanna looked to Jacara. "Could you remove your disguise?" "I know what you're gonna say, and the answer is no. I'll just draw a picture of him." Jacara created an picture of Yamada, with distorted proportions. His hair were spiky blotches of black ink. His body squashed and compressed with no muscle. The warriors scratched their heads at the figure before them. Was that really the Forsaken Knight, that had killed Prizola and so many others? Ul'lanna kicked Jacara in the head lightly. "Draw him properly." "What? I did." She shot him a glare. The image of Yamada warped into a bug-eyed hunch back with a bloated belly. More confused sounds and head scratches rippled out. Ul'lanna pinched his ear. "Ow!Ow!OW! Alright! Alright!" Jacara cried out being pulle to his feet.
He pouted at her, rubbing his ear. He drew a gaunt Yamada. "Jacaraaaa." Jacara rolled his eyes. The drawing of Yamada grew a miniscule amount. Ul'lanna rolled her hand frowning at Jacara. Yamada's grew even larger. The female Elves all started to slowly cock their heads to the side, their mouths starting to water at the sight of Yamada. A male warrior raised his hand. "Question." "Is your question related to his absurd muscles?" Jacara asked. All of the men nodded. "I'll also answer a question I can see brewing in the girls. Yes. They look that perfect and feel amazing wrapped around your-" Jacara cleared his throat aggressively at her. "What? I'm not gonna lie to them anymore." "They don't need to know that-" "You had sex with the Forsaken Knight?" Ul'lanna nodded filled with pride. Sounds of awe surrounded them. "She said I was better." Laughter took over. "She did!" Jacara exclaimed. Their laughter grew even louder. "Ul'lanna tell them! You admitted it! I left you unable to walk!" "I mean..." "Don't you dare."
"Will he trust us? Won't he think of us as his enemy. You know...considering his heritage." "He slept with me, and saved me from a Commander. If you don't get in his way and help him to achieve his goal. He will treat you as his friend." "What is his goal?" Ul'lanna looked to Jacara to answer that question. "He's your perfect lover. You answer it." Jacara sulked, crossing his arms. "I was just joking. You're the best, I've ever had." She said wrapping her arms around him. 'So far.' She said in Elvish, with giggles and grins spreading amongst them. Ul'lanna stood up clearing her throat. "His goal is to kill Begron Argul." Everyone went completely silent. Not even the sound of breathing could be heard. One warrior raised their hand. "No, it's not a joke." Their hand lowered, with another rising up. "Yes, he's crazy enough to become one, to attempt and kill him." The hand lowered.
"Alright, I expected this to go way, way, way, WAY worse." Ul'lanna said pleasantly surprised. "Things are finally looking up for us." Jacara said. The two and their new army of over 200 soldiers stopped in front of Artaraxus. Jacara and Ul'lanna stared at it with bulging eyes and their jaws hanging. Artaraxus the kingdom at the centre of Jux. With completely flat land on lush vibrant grass surrounding a giant square castle wall. The wall was made of Orichalcum and filled with a never ending cycle of guards. Squadrons of over twenty soldiers patrolled the farmlands. They wore a set of light golden armour, and wielded spears with Deiridium tips. "Did you know it was this big?" Ul'lanna asked. "I've only been told stories about it...but...this is insane...It has to be over ten times bigger than the Citadel. Maybe even more!" "Jacara...I don't think Yamada can destroy this place." "Yeah...I don't he can either..."
Begron sat in his carriage with Aurelia and Luci sitting across from him. "Daddy, are we there yet?" Luci pouted. "We won't be there for another two weeks." Luci groaned, burying her face into Aurelia's lap. "Why don't we stop and take a break. Stretch our legs?" Aurelia said, looking distantly through the window. "CAN WE!? CAN WE!?" Luci asked leaping up to her feet. "It's still daylight. It would be a waste of time to-" "We'll stop for a break then." Aurelia said coldly. Begron had heard that voice before, and knew that no good would come from arguing against her. He stuck his arm out the window tapping the side. The carriage came to a stop with Luci sprinting out, with her arms in the air. "YAY!" "Watch her. If anything happens to her. You will face a fate worse than Immortality." Aurelia growled. The guards gulped and sprinted after her.
She snapped her fingers at a nearby guard. "Raise a wall. I wish to speak with my Sarang in private." Begron sucked on his teeth, bracing himself for this scolding. The walls surrounded them, leaving them in darkness. Begron raised his hand to illuminate the carriage. "Put your hand down Magic Knight Begron Argul." He gulped. "I think we should speak, when we can see each other and-" "Will it also illuminate, what you're hiding from us? Or what has you so scared?" "I'm not scared-" She scoffed. "You had them pack your armour. You've been wearing your sword ever since we left. We can't even stop to relieve ourselves properly. Your only daughter who only ever wanted to play with her father, who was always too busy with meetings. Has ripped her from her home, and makes her sit in a carriage for over half the day. If it wasn't for this carriage, our behinds would be raw right now." Begron let out a exasperated sigh.
He illuminated the carriage, showing his exhaustion to Aurelia. "I'm not scared, I'm terrified." She felt a shiver run down her spine. Begron, terrified? "There are those willing to hurt my family, and the ones I love. I can no longer trust those in the kingdom to keep you or Luci safe." "What about Mykel?" She whispered caressing his face. "He is not powerful enough to stop them. That scorpion sting he received. It was not an accident, but a warning. That they could reach you two at any time." "Then what are we doing?" "A prisoner trade for Sokra Pendragon. My dear, I know this is difficult, but please trust me. I only want to keep you two safe." "I do trust you, now. Don't ever hide things from me again Begron. Or you'll be begging for Encara to replace, what I rip off." He chuckled nodding at her. "Now we better be there soon." She tapped the wall, with it coming down. "Grab Luci, we're heading off. We can play and rest, when we're at Artaraxus. Our army has nearly integrated completely hasn't it?" "At this point yes."
Valsko and Annorak stood next to Urkse, now cleaned and healed up. "You clean up nice." Valsko jabbed. "Shut up." He growled. "Aww, you still angry that you lost? Or still angry, that you lost a kid that wasn't yours?" Urkse cocked his arm back. Annorak raised his hand. Urkse fell to his knees, spitting out a black goo, a searing pain filled his body. "I will not have you two fighting. Urkse, you joined us later than Valsko. Which makes him your superior." Urkse spat and swallowed his pride. "You're lucky that Skora left, otherwise, we were never gonna let you join us. That bitch was stupid, but she was strong." "Yes, she was strong. However, she will have become nothing but a burden on the King of Blessings and Curses." "Tsk, what are we doing here? I took your deal, let me go kill Encara." "In due time. However my mission takes priority over your vendetta." Annorak said with a sly smile.
"Two of the Forsaken Knights, that sealed Vasha, have reawakened from their slumber. We will awaken the third." Urkse looked to Annorak with reservation. "Just what is your goal Annorak?" "It's not for you to know yet rookie." Valsko jabbed. Urkse ground his teeth. "In due time Enk Draken. For now, you two will remove a lock that keeps Axlun asleep." "And where is this key boss?" Valsko asked. "You will enjoy this mission Valsko." "Because it involves fighting?" "Because you will be able to destroy the place you were born in." A twisted grin stretched across Valsko's face. "You mean the Arena." "Indeed. Do you remember their test of strength?" "You mean that stupid sword? That stupid Islander swung a copy of it." "His weapon no doubt was modelled and inspired after Axlun's dagger." "Dagger?" Urkse asked troubled at the thought. Harbinger was already an unwieldy weapon, for it to be a dagger. The stories of Axlun's size must have not been exaggerating.
"So, I go in and kill everyone. Then I break the sword in the ground." Annorak shook his head. "Not quite. When you break a key in its lock, it becomes incredibly difficult to remove. To unleash Axlun, we must pull the weapon free in one piece." "That weapon hasn't even budged. I've seen the greatest warriors try, only to make it twitch." "Fret not Valsko. Urkse will handle that, while you go and destroy the other lock." "Oooh! What is it?" "Beneath Artaraxus lies four pillars. Once the dagger has been removed and the pillars are destroyed, Axlun will awake." "And then what? I thought the goal was to rule over the land." "We will. However no amount of polish, spackle, shine can change the fact, that this world is shit. We will clean the slate and start again with Vasha to help us usher in a new world, with us by her side." Urkse shook his head at the madman's rambling.
Bi'ranna, Zi'lara awkwardly watched Alexandra haggardly drag them towards Artaraxus. Drenched in sweat and hunched over. "We can definitely take over." Bi'ranna said. "NO!" She shouted. "I will keep my promise! I will bring us to Artaraxus..." "Okay...but we're still about three weeks from getting there." "I know!" She boasted, and let out a chuckle, that quietly turned into a sob. "Should we try take over?" Bi'ranna asked in Elvish. "I can't move this thing and you can't either. So stop trying." She looked at his cold and aggressive puzzled. "You...you like that she's in pain and tired don't you?" "No! Why would I want that?" "You like taking care of her." "Of course I do! It's so amazing to touch-" "Ah! Don't want to hear it." "Her body." He finished. "Hey Alexandra. Zi'lara likes you being pain so he can take care of you." "WHY!?" Zi'lara shouted. Alexandra chuckled and dropped the wagon. She collapsed to the ground. "Then come take care of me." She said pulling off her shirt. Bi'ranna groaned in disgust walking away.