“I died again…” Calypso was lying on a table.
Ti had jumped once again, and Calypso looked a bit older. I recognized this kind of setup. Rooms like it existed in the life insurance places, and even the adventuring guilds often had one. It was the room where a resurrection occurred.
“Miss…” The white mage from earlier lowered her head, trying to hide her face from Calypso.
“&^*&*, what happened to your eye?” Calypso imdiately noticed sothing off, reaching out for the girl.
“I… displeased the king.” She tried to turn away, but Calypso grabbed her chin and forced her to et her eyes. “It’s nothing, the humans won another victory. It was my fault.
“That bastard!” Calypso snarled. “They have no right to judge us, humans.”
“Miss… you mustn’t say such things. They still believe you’re fey.”
“They also believe I’m straight. That man makes my skin crawl when he gives such disgusting looks.” Calypso’s expression suddenly turned slightly perverted, and she reached and grabbed the girl’s butt.
“Ahhn… miss…”
“&*%*, you’ve already brought back from death how many tis, ten? When will you start calling by my na?” As Calypso spoke, she started kissing the other woman.
“Miss…” She gasped as Calypso’s touch beca bolder.
“Say my na…” Calypso whispered, her hand plunging into the other woman’s nether regions.
“&*%*&^^”
The image flickered once again, and there was a kneeling Calypso in front of the king. He had a very displeased look on his face.
“You have been fighting for two years, and still that evil race spreads and grows. Perhaps it was a mistake depending on you.”
“You an humans?” Calypso demanded. “How can you expect a single person to turn the tide of an entire war?”
“Perhaps… I was too naïve thinking a single person could change the course of a war that has been going on for a thousand years. That’s why I’ve decided your role will change.” A grin ford on his face.
“My role?”
“You will beco my concubine, and have my children!”
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“Wh-what?” Calypso fell back in shock.
“You don’t just have the strength of the other world, but you also can be resurrected. Your children would also have this ability. With your genes, the fey noble line will be strengthened.”
“How will that change anything?”
“We need strong leadership to win this war. Since you can’t end the war, then I need to think about this in terms of generations!”
“What about half-fey? They can be resurrected, can’t they?”
“Those hybrids? You would dare suggest the pure noble line be corrupted by the blood of our enemies?”
“Still…”
“You don’t need to worry too much. I don’t want my strongest champion to be with-child. Once the baby is made, we can magically put it into a surrogate mother. In that way, I can produce many offspring with you in a short amount of ti. Of course, the ans of producing them won’t change.” He looked Calypso up and down lewdly.
“I-I won’t do it!” She cried out.
“Insubordination!” His expression darkened. “However, I’ve known for so ti you’ve grown a soft spot for humanity. That’s why I’ve decided to ensure your cooperation. Bring her!”
“^%&$^!”
“Miss!”
The White Mage had been brought into the room. A soldier took a sword and brought it to her throat.
“You will bear my children, or I will have your toy killed.”
“No! You can’t.”
“Can’t I? She’s just a slave, and she’s owned by . I can do whatever I want to her. If you want her though, I’d consider giving her to you as a gift, after you make heirs.”
Calypso collapsed to the ground. “You…”
“Miss… don’t.” She shook her head.
“I will… do as you say.”
There was a flicker.
“The elvish curse?”
“I’ve heard that once about a curse where if one exchanges bodily fluids with another, they will no longer be able to have any other children. Is there any way to pass this effect onto another?” Calypso asked.
“Such a thing is possible. However, it involves manipulating karma. You’d need a miasmic job, sothing they fey abhor.”
Calypso leaned forward. “Show .”
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