Leave it to Fate*

Myla PoV

I awoke with a shudder, my eyes puffy as I looked around the dark room.

My head hurt, and my heart ached after my dream of Feyra leaving.

Feeling the warmth of another's body, I turned my gaze to the side, widening my eyes when I saw the smirking features of Mistress Harien.

"Did you at least get a good sleep?"

My cheeks flushed as I quickly looked away, remembering that I had cried in her arms.

"Y-Yes, thank you..."

She chuckled, before gently turning my face back towards her.

Kissing me, Mistress Harien coiled her tongue around mine before pushing me down, pressing her body into mine.

She forced her saliva into my mouth, and I eagerly gulped it down, enjoying her taste as her hands dug into my breasts.

For a few moments we lay there, our lips locked as our tongues battled each other, before she pulled away.

Licking her lips, she looked down at me, narrowing her eyes as she asked "Myla... could we perhaps... leave it to fate?"

I furrowed my brow, confused.

"What do you mean?"

Kissing my neck, she made her way up to my ear, nibbling on my earlobe as she whispered "Having a child..."

I shivered, the desire in her voice heavy.

"W-What? H-How?"

Mistress Harien chuckled, pulling away as she placed both her hands over her clit.

Seeing the familiar blue glow of her aura, I watched with wide eyes as moved her hands outwards, creating a long, ethereal rod.

This was something any aura user could do, and it was why there were many female only couples in the Empire.

Using this, they could inject their aura directly into their partners womb, where it would act like a mans sperm.

Like a mans sperm, it could either make its way to a woman's egg and fertilize it, or be attacked by their bodies natural aura, 'killing' it.

Back in the Academy, Feyra would provide me medicines to prevent pregnancy, and use this on me.

It was, apparently, an incredibly sensitive fake organ, that stimulated the clit of the user. When they came, the rod released the aura used to create it into the otter's womb, dissipating.

Seeing Mistress Harien moan as she gently stroked the rod, I pursed my lips, asking "I-If I did agree... what would happen if you succeeded?"

Continuing to pleasure herself, Mistress Harien smirked down at me, saying "If you bear my child, I'll have you move in with me, where we can raise it together. I know you don't want to... 'marry' again, but I am sure we could live together..."

I nodded, biting my lip as I watched her stroke it.

"You only will do it once, and leave it up to fate, yes? You won't force yourself on me..."

She shook her head, saying "No, of course not!"

Sighing in relief, I lay on my back, a hand snaking down to my cunt as I spread my lower lips, blushing as I said "I... I am not averse to letting fate decide..."

Crawling over me, Mistress Harien looked down at me with a grin, stifling a moan as she guided her rod towards my lips.

I shuddered as I felt the gentle warmth of her aura slowly spread my insides, reaching deeper and deeper.

Mistress Harien shuddered, her arms wrapped around my body as she clung tightly to me, moaning as she buried herself to the base.

Wrapping my legs around her waist, my moans joined hers as she started gently thrusting, the rod poking against my cervix.

Pressing herself into me, I moaned as her nipples brushed against my own, and her lips desperately locked onto my own, her tongue exploring my mouth as she started speeding up.

The sound of her thighs smacking against my ass echoed around the empty room, joining our stifled moans as we made love.

As she prodded at the entrance of my womb, I shuddered, my cunt spraying juices as I came.

Matching me, Mistress Harien let out a shout as she came, her juices mixing with my own on our bodies.

However, I moaned as her aura flooded into my womb, the warm energy permeating my insides as the rod disappeared.

Panting, she collapsed onto my body, her face buried into my neck as she held me close.

We lay like that for awhile before sitting up.

Our bodies glistened with juices and sweat, and as she wrapped an arm around me she whispered "It's up to the gods now..."

Her other hand joined my own as she stroked my soft stomach.

I was... conflicted.

On one hand, I wanted another child; I enjoyed raising Likon, and even through all the troubles I faced, I loved him with all my heart. The idea of having another child, and raising them in a better environment, where I could truly raise them, made me happy.

However, the idea of having another child, and moving in with Mistress Harien... that irrational fear struck me deeply, and I shuddered slightly as I wondered if I would yet again have to scrape by to raise a child alone...

Feeling me shudder, Mistress Harien pulled the covers over us, lighting her pipe as she held me in her arms.

"You needn't worry; I would never leave a beautiful woman like you, especially not if you are with my child."

I shivered again, hating that my heart only ached as she said that.

Why was I like this..?

Tearing up, I felt pathetic as I clung to her.

Stroking my hair, she blew out the familiar scented smoke, her floral scent mixing with the cloying smell of crushed roses and tobacco.

"Myla, it's alright..."

Through the night she held me, her rhythmic strokes and calm tone lulling me to sleep.

~~~

Feyra PoV

Standing above the shivering figure of Emperor Cesauri, my claymore digging into the rolling fat that made up his neck.

"Do. You. Yield."

He shuddered, looking up at me with wide, fearful eyes.

Opening and closing his mouth a few times, no sound escaped, making him shiver even more.

Smirking down at him, I whispered "Did you truly think we'd let you live? This is all just a... formality. I hope you burn in hell."

Raising the claymore, I sent his head rolling, wrinkling my nose in disgust as the overweight man released his bowels, staining the expensive scarlet carpet.

Flicking his sticky blood off my blade, I raised a hand, shouting "Emperor Cesauri is dead, and the Romagi Empire shall now answer to the Keovara!"

The citizens shivered, looking up at the raised platform that I stood on.

My Knights were standing around me, their weapons raised as they scanned the crowd.

Hearing the sound of clapping, I watched as they parted, revealing the short, slim figure of Princess Lux.

Grinning up at me, she raised her arms, shouting "Indeed! Now, you all are citizens of the Keovara Empire! Rejoice, for my rule shall be long and prosperous for those loyal to me!"

Princess Lux's long silver hair was tied at the bottom, a thin golden tiara nestled on her head.

Walking behind her were two Knights, there elaborate silver armor shining brilliantly in the afternoon sun.

Stepping onto the platform, Princess Lux looked down at the head of Cesauri with disgust, her lips pulled back in a snarl as she whispered "Disgusting pig. I hope the Screeching Mother feasts on your soul..."

I shuddered at that, knowing all to well how powerful that woman was.

Turning her silver eyes to me, Princess Lux smirked, saying "Ah, my Raven Knight Feyra... its a good thing I didn't leave this to fate, hmm?"

I nodded, and she turned, raising her arms as she started speaking to her new citizens.

With this, she solidified her claim to the crown, stamping out the pathetic attempts to become the next Emperor or Empress of her remaining siblings.

With this...

I was now free to look for her.