Soul of Fire

Queen Aeneas, 45, Queen of Argia

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Two hundred years ago, Earth changed suddenly as portals opened and monsters of fairytales suddenly became real. It was not long before every surface on Earth was overrun and ruled with an iron fist. It has been so long that no humans alive can remember what it was like to be able to leave their house without fear of monsters. The City of Invictus, which was once known as New York City, is the center of supernatural activity and the home of the two most powerful factions in the world - The Conclave and the Syndicate. Murders are on the rise, tensions are growing, and a small group of rebels has decided this iron grip on their planet cannot last.

Whose side are you on?

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kingargos‌:

Otebon sat on the bed after his many layers of tunics and entrapments over them were removed along with his shoes but he still wore his leg garments. He smiled at his wife and made space for him between his legs as he waited for Aeneas to be bare-chested like him. The King was smiling and felt like he was filling up with lover in his chest and shoulders, until he couldn’t contain it and chuckled as he pulled his Queen to himself.

“Ah, maybe you won’t deny me now, but wait until you are pregnant. I’ve heard rumors of how sharp and isolating you can be,” Otebon noted as he rubbed his hands around Aeneas’ arms and up to his wife’s shoulders and neck. “Of course, I don’t know first hand. Perhaps, that was just with your subjects with our other pregnancies.”

Straddling the other, he began to place kisses to his face and neck. He was excited to be bed by his husband, and there was certainly no hiding it. Duty often got in the way of their love-making. Otherwise, he would have easily had Otebon take him every night. It was their first time in years they got to be with each other regularly, and it brought out a teenage like excitement in him.

“Perhaps I wasn’t as nice as I should have been to the servants, but with my husband here to dote on me, surely I’ll be in a better mood,” he chirped, pulling the older man in for a kiss. He grabbed one of Otebon’s hands, placing it over his heart which was beating rapidly. 

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kingargos‌:

To say that Otebon had ever been anything but strict and traditional would likely surprise his family. From the moment that his father had been slain, Otebon had greatness thrust upon him and he refused to be the one to fail his people or his house. He supposed that was why he was so persistent with Mencius. It was out of love but also duty, honor, and pride.

Otebon chuckled when Aeneas seemed surprised that he wanted to cross the room into the next to find their bed. He carefully shut the door between the sections of their chambers so that they may have even more privacy in their bed. He was smiling as he led his Queen to the bed and tipped his head up for another kiss.

“How would you like to make our newest child, now?” Otebon asked softly with a eye-crinkling smile.

Greatness wasn’t thrusted upon Aeneas. It was simply always expected. It was his love for his family and the end of the war that had finally allowed Aeneas to perhaps not be so concerned with the idea of greatness. Still, he was always on edge. He hoped having their next child would allow him a chance to be the Queen he was meant to be, instead of always feeling like he had to play both roles (at no fault of Otebon’s). 

The Queen’s eyes were filled with great love as the other smiled up at him. He brushed his nose against the other man’s before giving him a quick kiss. Soon, his intricate clothes began to fall to the floor without much thought.

“I will never deny you, my King.”

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kingargos‌:

Otebon chuckled. “Perhaps that carefree side of me will return one day,” he said lightly as he wondered if today would be the day that his unreserved self returned. After all, he was quite ready to make a child now – that is, if his wife were ready, too. It wasn’t until the bird was gone and he put a hand to Aeneas’ far shoulder that he leaned in for a kiss from his Queen.

“You don’t even know how I want to distract you, yet,” he teased with a smile. “Come to the bed with me?” Otebon offered as he pulled back and stood, holding out his hand for Aeneas so that Otebon could lead him across the room.

“It wouldn’t be so bad,” he mused. “I’m afraid I’ve never been a particularly carefree person.” There’d always been immense pressure on him to be a perfect example of a Coritha, of a future Queen, of an Argian. And it had worked. Aeneas was strict and traditional, with a strong sense of pride and love for his kingdom. His softness only came out around his family. As his husband leaned into kiss him, he could feel his heart flutter a bit and he happily returned the other’s affection.

The words that fell from Otebon’s mouth next were a little surprising to Aeneas, and even managed to gain a light tinge of pink across the Queen’s face. It wasn’t often that he was fortunate to get distracted in such a way. “O--Of course,” he managed, reaching out to grab hold of the hand offered to him.

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kingargos‌:

Otebon sighed. “Riku is more like his father than you might think,” he replied tentatively. “I was foolhardy on the battlefield in my younger days. I didn’t take it seriously until I lost my father. When he was slain, I learned that even great men could fall.” A pause. “I didn’t know he had arranged a contingency in case he died – that I would be married and crowned. His dying wish was for an heir and for me to lead Argia to victory against the other kingdoms. So, I made certain of the one I could do as soon as I was able.” Another pause. “This time, I want our child to be conceived on our terms.”

Leaving his words at that for the moment, Otebon rounded the desk and took a seat on the corner, readying to speak, but being interrupted by slightly decayed raven that arrived through a window. Otebon took a breath and tried not to turn too many shades of green as he took the note from the bird’s broken leg.

“Collin has found Riku,” Otebon announced and dropped the paper in front of Aeneas. “Now, please, may I distract you?” Otebon asked as he shooed the reanimated bird from the desk.

“I wish I’d gotten to see that side of you a little,” he sighed. They hadn’t even had the chance to get to know each other before they were wed. Aeneas had seen him around occasionally, but they’d certainly been nothing more than acquaintances. “It’s hard to look back on that time as it was dark for the both of us, though a lot of good has come out of it.” He had a loving husband, children. Things had eventually been better.

He was about to respond to the mention of conceiving the child when the bird appeared. There was no hiding the disgust that came over Aeneas’ faces. No matter how long he stayed in the castle, he’d never be fond of those abominations that Collin created.

“...As long as your distraction does not have anything to do with those nasty creatures.”

[queenaeneas]

"For the last time, not every dead thing walking around is from my necropolis." Except the grave robberies. Those were his fault, not that he planned to admit to it.

“Yeah. Okay. Because we have a lot of necromancers wandering around to raise dead beings. I am entirely convinced.”

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“You’re going to stare a hole into that desk,” Otebon remarked to Aeneas as they waited for news on their son. “It won’t take Collin’s beasts long to find him. Riku will be mortified and likely angry to see reanimated ravens on his tail, but he shouldn’t have left in the first place.”

Looking back to the sand timer fall through each minute, Otebon watched several grains fall before he turned to his wife again. “We need a distraction,” he announced. “How is your back feeling?” he asked in a serious tone as he approached the desk where Aeneas sat.

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[queenaeneas]

“What does he think he’s doing?” Aeneas began to complain the moment he heard his husband’s voice. “A single person going to look for a pack of manticores? I surely taught him better than that. Does he have minotaur brains?” Tough as they were, they weren’t the smartest of beings.

As the other approached him, the queen let out a little huff and had a face that likely resembled something of a pout. “My back is fine. It’s sore sometimes, but it will be fine.” He didn’t really care about his back at the moment though. “Why can’t our children just stay put?”

[queenaeneas]

Any opinions about mages you’d like to share?

“I wish one would keep his undead beings to himself. Complaints from the citizens of Argia are the last thing I want to deal with.”

[queenaeneas]

What do you think of the other kingdoms?

“I care little for them and feel better off with them staying as far away as possible. Casther is necessary as an ally and buffer, but they’re about the only one I really want to tolerate. My children seem to have different ideas.”

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[queenaeneas]

undeadmessiah‌:

“I’m not saying I would force you to rest, your highness, but it is within my magical capabilities to have my little toys drag you to the garden, should it have proved necessary.“ The, perhaps unsettling, smile he wore said it was a joke. But one tinged with the weight of truth. 

Collin offered out an arm for the queen to take, should he need the support to walk. “The sort of people who laze about all day are the boring sort. Idiots and fools, with nothing between their ears save dust and cobwebs. A sharp mind such as yours could never be satisfied, I suspect, with doing nothing.”

“You should be quite aware that I am still rather proficient with a sword even in my injured state. Your toys may lose limbs as a result from trying to manhandle me,” he warned with a smile. Aeneas was used to his mage’s way of doing things, and while they may have unsettled him as a new queen, he wasn’t intimidated anymore.

He held onto the other’s arm for support as they began to walk towards the gardens. “Are you trying to charm me? You should know very well that pretty words don’t work on me, my old friend.”

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kingargos‌:

Otebon tipped his chin and gave a soft sigh. “Well, I can tell you that I would immediately want a child in a time of peace, which I dearly hope lasts, because unlike you, this is not bittersweet to me. It’s going to be the finest of times.” Otebon pushed up into Aeneas’ kiss and kept one arm hooked around his wife as the other moved his fingers through his queen’s hair. He chuckled when Aeneas professed his love. “Yes, you have said it, but it bears repeating, yes? Who would I be without you and our children?”

“I wish for the peace to last so our children may be safe and you may stay in my arms, but...it still doesn’t feel quite right,” he admitted. Whether or not he’d ever be able to trust the other kingdoms was questionable. It was too easy to shut himself off from the world, immerse him in his family and his own kingdom. If it wasn’t necessary, he would have gladly kept the other kingdoms shut out. “I will tell you how much I love you until I breathe me last breath,” he purred, nuzzling their noses together. “You’d still be a wonderful king.”

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Note by Raven: ‘Mother, I am sure by now you have found my bed to be empty. As I said, do not worry. I took a small trip and shall return soon enough. No need to send the hounds to find me. Your dearest son, Riku’

Aeneas was going to go grey soon. And it was going to be because of his children. An annoyed grunt left him as he read the note before slamming it on his desk. Riku was going to get an earful.

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undeadmessiah‌:

Collin opened the door and, as usual, the first thing in the room was his familiar. The shimmering golden caracal was a devoted servant, and he ran a hand along it’s head as he came into the chamber.

“My Lord, you have spent far too much time here today. Why bury yourself in documentation?“ A hand on his chest, Collin gave a grin, “I’ve taken the liberty of having a tea set in the garden. The blooms have come in splendid this year, and it would be a shame not to admire them.“ Old as he was, and effectively immortal, Collin knew better than most they value of taking a break. Too often had he engrossed himself in some manner of study, only for a month or more to pass without him realizing. 

“I’ve had the kitchen prepare your favorites.“

Aeneas sighed as the familiar cat came in, followed by a familiar face. “Because I grew tired of laying in bed, and felt I needed to do something in order to be useful.” His back still ached, as was to be suspected considering how deep the manticore had sliced in his back. “I don’t know how people laze around all day. It is not satisfying in the least.”

As the other mentioned having tea and food set up in the garden, he let out another little sigh. “I suppose I don’t have a choice, do I?” he asked, pushing himself to his feet with a slightly wobble. “I will join you in the garden.”

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