Spirits and Stones

Warning: slight dub-con

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Wiping the saliva that the princess spat at her, she motioned the elfish man towards her. "Andro, have your fun. Just don't touch the face. That's mine." He nodded and walked towards me with a dangerous intent. Rianon tried to squirm away when the small man reached out to her, it was not very rewarding as the giant man holds her steadily. Andro, with all his strength teared away the princess' emerald dress. It made her scream for help, call for someone to save her.

"She's got a pretty dress doesn't she? Sparkly. Get all those gems Andro. We got'a pay up Tonio for this necklace."

Rianon saw the wicked grin of the woman as Andro tears the outer cloth of her dress. Some red gems are falling off, rolling around the forest floor. Still screaming out however she can, with disgust and anger on what they are doing to her. She's a princess! She deserves respect! The woman holding her captive was thoroughly enjoying the show while playing with a weird peach stone dangling from her neck.

"Please stop! Please!"

"Get those gorgeous diamonds on her neck."

Andro did as he was told.

"No! No! Please! I'll give you anything you want after, just please let me go!"

The short haired woman held her hand up, immediately pausing the movements of the small man. She scoffed and drew her sword. The point of her weapon was coldly resting on Rianon's chin. She was shivering from fear. She doesn't want to die. Her kingdom needs her. The blade dents the skin a little more. The princess hissed as she felt the sharpness of the sword. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"M-my people need me... Just this once please let me go." But before the woman can retort,

"HALT!"

Few men with green snake crests on their chest came marching on them. Her captor looked annoyed about the sudden interruption but the Pricess was glad. Even if it was King Jean's men. The man in the middle of the group of soldiers came forward and drew his sword. His face set in a dark grim, his body crouching in preparation to fight. "Hand us the Princess, King Jean's orders. If you refuse: death."

The woman laughed heartily. She wheezed as if the soldier's words were the funniest thing she has ever heard. The lady Hound was clutching her stomach as she cackles at the bewildered soldier. Her two lackeys followed suit. They were laughing as well, like crazy people. Maybe they are crazy people.

The giant man roars out a heavy laughter and loosened his grips on the Princess. Rianon took the opportunity to escape. She kicked hard backwards, hitting the giant's jewels. He howled in pain, almost throwing the royalty away.

In that moment the world was a blur. All Rianon knew was that she was running away. Again. The princess heard a scuffle behind her and a shout. "Get back here you chiet!" The lady Hound was running towards her. In her haste as she looks back at the scene she left, Rianon did not notice that she reached the end. When she finally looked at her path, the cliff was few centimeters away from her feet. The force of her run imbalanceed her on her heels. Slowly, the soil beneath her crumbled and she fell. With wide eyes and short breaths, Rianon prayed for her Kingdom. She deeply apologized with all of her heart at not being a person her people can count on. She brought them down, quite literally as her place might be in shambles at this time.

As the royal highness closed her eyes, accepting her faith and uselessness, she felt a harsh tug on her arms. The bounty mistress was holding her, keeping her from falling to her death. They were dangling like a ripe fruit ready to fall onto the grass. "Grab onto me. Now." She ordered her. Rianon was beyond shocked, with her almost death and this sudden kindness (if it is kindness). "I said now!" The princess snapped out of her haze and grabbed onto the other's arm. With much strength and effort, the woman heaved both of them upwards. The stronger of the two pulled her and almost threw her topside causing the princess to stumble ansd hit the woman's chest with her body. Their necklaces bumping to each other as they fell backwards to the higher ground.

"Indulf!" was the last thing they heard until a white flash of light came and they passed out.

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Everything was black. All she could hear are whispers of men beside her. Her lids are heavy but Rianon tried to open her eyes to see what happened. All she could remember was her almost falling down the cliff and the bounty huntress helping her. When she opened her eyes, the moon was shining brightly at her. The sudden light of it made her head hurt and groan. Rianon tried to stand but instead only managed to do a half roll.

"Mishtra, are you okay?" a voice asked her. The princess looked up to see who it was and her surprise was written all over ger face. Her heart raced with fear as she had flashbacks of the man named Andro tearing her dress apart. Despite the looks of concern on his face, it did nothing for the rush of nervousness in Rianon. She was saved from falling to her death, but she will die anyway. Just in the hands of these gang.

"Indulf? What's wrong?" He questioned again. There was a frown on his like he couldn't fathom why she is shaking in fear. Rianon wanted to stand and run away again but her body is frozen. She could not order her body to move even in the slightest. Andro's hand reached towards her again which evoked an adrenaline she didn't know she had. The princess punched the small man square in the face and rolled away from him. It wasn't the best of ideas to do so, but her body responded to his touch like lightning.

Andro was holding his nose in an effort to soothe the ache. His Mishtra's

punches are quite top notch, albeit he did not understand why he was punched. He remembered the times when Indulf was young and was really into hitting things with her fists.

A sudden shriek broke him out of his reverie. Indulf never screams like that. The last time she did was at that time, long ago in Dilfae. When Andro looked at his companion again, he saw her face ladden with shock and fear. Much like a prey being hunted by them. He saw her looking straight at Aaaaa's axe. It was newly polished when they visited Sitra.

Indulf's face was reflected on it.

"Wha-why is my face... Why do I look like her?!" She yelled and turned around. She saw the lying body of the princess not too far away from them. There was another scream.

"Why am I there?"