A/N: The chapter ahead is raw, which means not been proofread yet nor edited.
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"Are you out of your mind?" The Ki'zaar scowls, "The First Prince was just here. Instead of wondering why he showed up and how he's not taken like the others, you're more inclined to something else?"
He shook his head, "My marriage with the Mi'zaar is promised, but please don't be so hasty. The Mi'zaar---"
"She's in heat. And she consented. I convinced her," the Emperor cut him off. The Ki'zaar was shocked.
"Y-You?"
The Emperor nodded, "If not now, then when? This is the best time for you both to be husband and wife. You may not show it, but I know you're barely keeping yourself together. The following days will be hectic, I'm telling you. By then, if you persisted on refusing, you will go mad and go berserk. Your instability will harm our sons, and we don't want that to happen. Because if my son gets hurt, I'm gonna hurt you bad."
The Ki'zaar cock his head away as he turn around to walk to the windows. The moon is like smiling to everyone below, crescent with two of the shiniest stars beside it. The other moons were full.
"But the Mi'zaar may not be ready yet to take me and my power,"
He was slightly annoyed when Emperor Ohms burst out laughing for no reason. Is he mocking him?
"Oh, she will and would, Teivel. She will and would. Don't mistake her as the golden angel you've met before, because the one you're seeing now is the devil. Believe me; she'll be in control. You seem to be...the submissive type, too. I'm the dominant type, because my wife was submissive. I love the idea of getting dominated by a woman like that,"
He unconsciously licked his lips from the thought of them doing nasty things to each other. The Emperor is fantasizing and dreaming about his wife while wide awake, and the Ki'zaar doesn't know what to feel about it.
"Why are you doing this? What about Prince Zodiac?"
"What about him?"
The Ki'zaar rolled his eyes with a scoff.
"You're new, but soon you will adapt to our culture. We're not just simply moving forward. We're setting it aside with the others so we can discuss about it in one drop when the time has come. That's how we handle things here. That's how we work things out. For you, it may be disorganized or distracted, but believe me when I say we're like ants preparing food for the bad weather. Our food is information. Let the rain pour. We will make it through."
He pivot and waved his hand to the Ki'zaar, tracing his steps out of the room.
"Don't be so wary of me. I genuinely care. Let's get along, Valtyremius. Soon, you will be her husband like me. The most dangerous and irresistible weapon in this world is a fertile woman. That's our wife. The center of it all, the conqueror; she who gave life to future Emperors of every Empire."
The Emperor closed the doors when he was out and went on his way. He licked the fingers he inserted inside his wife and smirked. Sweet. If the Ki'zaar won't act, he will.
On his way to the chamber where Prince Vars and Celia are, Princess Lorreign suddenly stepped out from the shadows to block his way. He stopped--a wide distance between them.
"Is there something you need from me?" He's nonchalant, he's not interested.
"Did you really have to tell them about us that way?"
The Emperor tilts his head to the side slightly. He had no idea about what she was talking about; so he looked into Ohms Xirquit's memories instead and learned about what she meant. He's yet to explore Ohms Xirquit's mind. He forgot about it because he got so excited with looking after Prince Vars.
His son. Prince Vars is his and not this timeline's or Side's Ohms Tesla Xirquit. There can't be two Ohms Tesla Xirquit either, because he doesn't like that there's another version of him. A lesser version of him. The first is the original, therefore it's the best. He needed a reason to get rid of this Side's Ohms Xirquit, and he didn't let that chance slide that day.
"Ah, that,"
He sighed, "I don't have time for you. So, get out of my way."
He flicked her away with a swipe of his finger and went on with his life. Celia opened the door for him when she heard his footsteps coming.
"Is he awake?"
Celia bowed, "He was, minutes ago. Lorreign Dragunovv came by and was awakened. He cried. Her presence scared him. Perhaps because you're not around, too,"
Emperor Ohms head straight to the Prince's comfortable crib and found him lying down silently. He's awake but he's fairly behaved. But when he recognized the face of his father, his face brightened up and wriggled and kicked.
It made the Emperor excited, "Careful, my boy. Don't move too much. Did you miss Daddy? I missed you, too."
He picked him up and gently rocked him.
"Don't worry, you will never be alone with that predator. I'm sorry for leaving you for a moment. We'll tell Mommy that she scared you so she will punish her. Hmm? We'll see her cry,"
Prince Vars pursed his lips as if he understood his father's words. He put his hand on his face. Empeore Ohms kissed his head. He felt his son's fear for a second.
"Celia, the next time she comes by to see my son, kill her."
Celia bowed.
"Yes, Emperor."
"I'm here now, so you may leave. Help Valtyremius. My wife is in heat, so it's the best time for them to get married and mate."
"Yes, Emperor. Also, I haven't fed the Prince yet. His diaper is full. Should I give him a night bath first?"
Emperor Ohms immediately feel the Prince's diaper. The Prince looked like he got shy. The Emperor had a good laugh.
"My boy is so silly. It's okay, Vars. I will do it, Celia, so go."
Celia bowed respectfully and left. Now, they're alone. Emperor Ohms danced the Prince on their way to the bathroom to bathe him. He dressed him after, then fed him as he try to put him to sleep. However, Prince Vars is full of energy. He wants to play.
"But your Kuya might be sleeping now, too. Alright, we'll go see him. I will let you sleep beside him."
Prince Vars was very happy. They went out, searching for Prince Valerian. They found him throwing a fuss to his father in his room.
"No! I don't want to sleep! I want to go with Mommy and Daddy! Other eggs can, even my baby Uncle, but I can't!? No! I don't want to be left out!" Prince Valerian cried and threw punches to the Ki'zaar before running to sulk on the bed.
"Prinsiaze---" The Ki'zaar raised his hand to silence Lord Feryzen. The Lord sighed and pet Prince Vyldread who's laughing at his nephew.
"My little dragon, you should understand. I will let you, if only you can shift into a dragon... But you can't yet---"
"No!" Prince Valerian sobbed," I hate you, Daddy! You don't like me! Is it because I'm weak? Do you think I'm dumb and weak!? I'm a failure! I'm not a dragon! I can't be a dragon! You don't love me at all!"
The Ki'zaar gasped sharply from the words he received from his son. Seeing him in tears only made things difficult for him.
Emperor Ohms knocked on the open door. When they all turned to him, he smiled faintly.
"Sorry. Is there something wrong? My son won't sleep, and I thought playing with Prince Valerian would help,"
Prince Valerian wiped his tears and tried to smile for Prince Vars.
The Ki'zaar then smiled thinking that he found an excuse to not include the Prince in the mating ceremony.
"Good timing! H-How about you play with Prince Vars, my little dragon? Please don't hate me,"
But the Prince was stubborn and consistent, "No! I don't want to! I want to go with you!"
Prince Vars sneezed and looked up to his father. Emperor Ohms smiled at him before pulling a handkerchief to wipe his nose.
"But you can't, Valerian. How many times do I have to tell you that?" The Ki'zaar remained soft and weak for the Prince. He just don't know what to do for the Prince to understand why he can't come with them.
Emperor Ohms went in.
"Not to meddle with your business, but may I hear why the Prince cannot? Enlighten me, kindly. I might find a way to help,"
The Ki'zaar looked at him, unsure. He surrendered by sighing.
"When newly wed dragon royals mate, it is customary to place unhatched dragon eggs around the mating altar. Dragon royals release powerful energy during mating, and we use dragon eggs to absorb that energy. It is beneficial for them because it will help them grow faster and hatch sooner and will quicken their awakening unlike the natural ways of hatching. And my son, he wants to take part in it."
"Then why is your dragon brother included?" The Emperor wondered after listening.
"To feed him with our energy. Sometimes, flesh would not suffice for a dragon royal. Before, mother and father would often mate to stabilize Valor's essence. I would often feed him with my power, but my brother is a glutton. It was our mistake for feeding Valor so much. Now, he struggle in controlling his power. I wouldn't do the same mistake with Vyldread. I only want him to be full for all the years he's been starved. He deserves it."
"Then what about me, Valerian!?"
The Ki'zaar jolt in surprise from the Prince's sudden yell.
He stood on the bed with his clenching fists to his sides as he glare at the Ki'zaar, "What about me, Daddy? I understand. It made sense to me but... But what about me? If it's Uncle Watts... If it's Uncle Watts, he will never do this to me! Uncle Watts will never ever leave me out! He will never! I want Uncle Watts! I'm going to Uncle Watts! I hate Daddy!"
The Prince jumped off the bed and ran away as fast as he can that the Ki'zaar didn't had the chance to stop him. On his way to nowhere, he bumped against Emperor Maxism who's about to take Prince Maximilien out for a walk.
"Ah, Valerian---"
Prince Maximilien was cut off when Prince Valerian went on and didn't even looked back. Emperor Maxism took a few steps back and peeked inside the room where the Prince came from. Prince Maximilien flinched and turned pale when he saw Empeore Ohms inside.
"G-Grampa, let's go! Go!" He said while bering his face on the Emperor's neck.
"Wait, son," he placed his hand on his back to assure him that he's safe with him, "Is there something wrong? What's going on?" He asked the men inside.
"They're getting married tonight."
"HUH!?"
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Emperor Maxism clapped his hands, "Double time, people! Double time!" He hyped his knights who were helping the dragons transfer the eggs to their land where the ceremony will take place.
After hearing about the good news, he lend the force of his men to the Ki'zaar so the preparations will speed up. Not only that, he offered the dragon descents a place to stay in and fed them. However, the dragon descents are not allowed to fly yet or it will cause an uproar in their Empire. The Ki'zaar agreed to his simple terms.
"You don't have to help us this much. Instead, I should be the one helping you. I failed to be the one to resurrect your sister," the Ki'zaar to the Emperor on their way to see the progress of the altar.
Emperor Maxism pat his back lightly, "We are allies now. Friends, if you would love to be. I am not being pretentious---you will know if I am. Humans lived in a world without magic and dragons. We could only feed such fantasies in our heads through watching films, reading books, and creating our own stories in our heads and in papers. I am most fascinated by dragons. I even dreamt of getting one as a pet. Now, I don't want a dragon as a pet anymore. What I want now is to befriend one. I thank your creator for creating you. One of my inner child's dream is healed,"
The Ki'zaar felt warm by his sincerity. He was in a loss of words, but Emperor Maxism knew that he was feeling grateful.
When they made it to the dragons' land, the Ki'zaar is very pleased about their altar. It's beautiful and romantic. The dragon eggs that differ in sizes were placed between the pillars that were standing around the wide bed. But there's something that caught his attention.
"What are those containers for?" He asked the Emperor about the two tulip-type of table in the center of pillars. Looks like a crib was on it with covers.
"Oh, Ohms---I mean, it's from Emperor Ohms. He said it's for Prince Vyldread and Prince Valerian. The lid is soundproof on the inside, but if they cry, you will be able to hear them. It will also absorb more of your energies, he said. And that the lid will play a wonderful illusion for them in case they woke up during the mating. Amazing, isn't it? I didn't know that he could be that nice. Or maybe because he's not the soul we used to know,"
The Ki'zaar was utterly speechless, and his heart melted from the gifts he received from Emperor Ohms. He's still lacking, and he's glad there are people he can count on.
"Humans are amazing," he said with a smile and rosy cheeks.
Emperor Maxism smugly grinned while nodding, "Uh-huh. But Ancients are better. Heh, my wife is the best. She's amazing. Very amazing. She gave me two boys and another one is coming. And her body does wonders when she orgasms. Hohoho, truly the best creation,"
The Ki'zaar unconsciously stepped away from the Emperor of Vernignac Empire when he suddenly looked like a creep to him.
"Do you want to learn how to pleasure a woman, Ki'zaar?" He smirked, showing the Ki'zaar his demonstration dolls.
And so, the time has come. It was Empeore Ohms who transferred Azarese's shaking hands to the Ki'zaar. She's wearing their traditional wedding attire: with a headdress of the moons on her head. She did not look extravagant, but she did not look plain either. She is the most beautiful bride their eyes had ever seen. She puts the Deity of beauty to shame.
"Hah..." Azarese fought the tingling sensations that surged like waves through her when the Ki'zaar squeezed her hand slightly. His hand wass cold. Their touch sends their feelings to each other.
The moons are aligned. Their moonlight is shining down on them like a spotlight, following their trance from the Palace to the dragon land. Lord Feryzen suggested that the Ki'zaar skip the unnecessary parts of the wedding ceremony and seal their marriage so that their mating will be sooner. Azarese's pheromones were becoming strong. So strong that it almost affected the others during their procession. Thanks to the dragon Archmages, it did not happen.
"Take me as your husband, Mi'zaar," the Ki'zaar breathe as he try to keep himself sane. He's slowly getting intoxicated by her pheromones that was seducing him into going wild.
Azarese gently rubbed her hands on his chest. She sneakily tried to undress him, but he stopped her hands.
She tiptoed and brushed her lips to his.
"I am taking you as my husband and I will take you inside me, Valtyremius Lavyreian Zin Draji Teivel," she smirked, saying his name sexily.
With the dagger shaped from the asteroid that came from the moons, the Ki'zaar slit her lips in the middle. It bleed. He guided her hands to do the same to his, but her cut was deeper.
"Please never regret me, Mi'zaar. For eternity, we're one."
He cupped her face. Azarese couldn't wait anymore and pulled his braided long hair down to crush his lips to hers. Their blood blended and she had never tasted a blood that's so sweet and rich.
She led him to their mating altar.
"Let's expedite the process, Lav. Tell me, do you want me to bear another son from you?"
It put a blush on the Ki'zaar's face. She placed his hands on her waist as she position herself atop of him. Teasing him and to turn him on, she sensually grind herself on him while undressing herself.
"M-Mi'zaar..."
Now, her top is bare. The Ki'zaar's face became redder, his eyes staring at her chest.
"You can touch them. Touch me, Lav,"
And she brought his hands to her breasts. Her back arched as his touch sent shivers down to her spine. His hands were gold and her body is burning hot. The Ki'zaar's other hand traced the glowing pattern on her lower abdomen. It serves as a bar that he must fill with his seeds inside her womb.
"You're so beautiful, Mi'zaar..."
The moons aligned behind her. They slowly washed away the curse that was put on her, revealing her true appearance. Ethereal and surreal. Her glowing silhouette is godly. It's as if a Deity descended for him to take; to mother his children.