Dancing with the Dragon, Chosen

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Dancing with the Dragon: CH 15, Trials and Tribulation, Copyright 2016 Tripp Savidge. All rights are reserved. Do not duplicate or distribute in any form without express permission of the author.

Dancing with the Dragon Chapter 15: Trials and Tribulation by Tripp Savidge

"Garrett! What?" Skye managed before he was pinned against the sumptuous bath's wall. He saw Garrett hit the panel and lock the door out of the corner of his eye. "Your parents are in the next room!"

"Like they don't know what we're doing," Garret said as he slid his hands inside Skye's jacket and began kissing down his chest. "I assure you they've done it more than a few times themselves. Why do you think the doors lock?"

"I don't understand," Skye said as he looked down into the dark eyes - watching Garret's tongue run across his stomach.

Garrett snickered. "They had all the doors upgraded because they got tired of me and my brothers breaking in on the middle of things or peeking. We liked to watch, you know."

"That's disgusting. You wanted to watch your parents make out?"

"You've seen my parents. We learned a lot."

Skye was speechless, partly because he wasn't sure whether to be appalled or turned on by the thought and also because Garrett was sliding his hands into Skye's pants. He's right though... Argos and Darius certainly don't look like any parents I've ever met.

Skye tightened his shields. Kwill had asked him to practice shielding, especially when he was intimate with Garrett. Kwill had cautioned that there were enough magic and sensitive species in the Palace that they might pick up on Skye's enjoyment. While he was getting better at controlling what leaked, the dragon change on top of the intensity when he was with Garrett tended to make him forget.

Skye gasped as Garrett took him into his mouth. Oh I wish we were somewhere else, I want to be inside his head, feeling what he's feeling, sharing everything. Garrett was sucking and stroking with his mouth as his hands reached between Skye's legs and began playing with his balls. "Garrett... you... really shouldn't... will affect you..." Skye managed to get out as his heart raced and his body responded to his lover.

"Mmmmm, no baby. I want you," he said putting more power and tongue into his sucking. "Besides, I don't really have to say anything at court today - just sit quietly and observe."

Skye felt a quiver run through his body as Garrett's fingers had found his sweet spot and began teasing as he sucked. Garrett looked up, Skye's cock held in his mouth, but he still showed a smile and the sparkle in his dark eyes told Skye he didn't have a chance.

"Hope you're getting better at shielding... because once I swallow your load, I'll be thinking about nothing for the rest of the day but how I'm going to fuck you tonight... in every position and manner I can think of."

Oh fuck.

Knock, Knock. "Wrap it up boys. We need to head back in a few minutes." Darius's voice called from the other side.

Oh shit, and he's gotta know what we're doing. How can I even look at him again... Skye let out a moan and squeezed his eyes shut. It was taking all his control just to remain standing and keep his shields up. He was so close and Garrett's finger was deep inside him, rubbing against things and bringing little waves of pleasure. Skye felt it building and then Garrett seemed to sense it as well and intensified his sucking and the teasing of Skye's ass.

"Mmmmm, that's it baby, give me all your sweet seed," Garrett coaxed as he licked and sucked as Skye's cock pumped out his load. "More, come on love, I know there's more." Garrett slid a second finger inside Skye's tender hole and started moving his mouth down his shaft hard and fast.

Skye cried out, trying to stop himself even as he did so, but his body was pumping more seed and the intensity of Garrett's mouth on his glans made it almost impossible to think. Garrett helped Skye slide gently to the floor as he sat back with a smile.

"Fuck if you don't get better tasting every time."

Skye just nodded trying to breathe and make the room stop spinning.

• Scene 2 *

Skye knew he had to still be blushing. Fortunately Darius and Argos were behind him so he didn't have to see the knowing looks and smiles. You'd have thought Garrett and I just announced they were going to be grandparents when we came out of the bathroom - the way they smiled and looked at us. I still say this has to be a dream... maybe a nightmare. I am married to a guy, I have sex with guys, and I'm sitting in the Emperor's Court half way across the universe. Wonder if bad drugs could make you dream this?

Skye watched the petitioners come and go, trying to keep his face blank. Most of the time feigned boredom wasn't too much of a stretch. He wanted to just gawk at the people and the surroundings but knew that was in bad taste. Garrett was seated to his left, but he tried not to look that way either because there was no missing Garrett's hardon in the gauze pants. And when Garrett caught his eye, Skye didn't need to read his mind to know what he was thinking. Thank goodness for the desks that gave them a bit of privacy. When Skye was first introduced, he had to walk down the long aisle, which at the time felt as long as a football field, and as he approached he thought the others were sitting behind decorative art glass privacy screens. It wasn't until he was seated that he realized they were high tech desks with holographic monitors and computers.

The Emperor's Court was huge and much more modern than Skye expected - he thought cathedral-like throne room and stone columns, boy was he wrong.

The arena sized room was a fan shaped bowl, its backdrop displayed a vista of the city, broken only by huge banners hanging on either side with the crests of the empire and the house of D'Or Drakken. The ceiling was a holographic image of the sky making it look as if they were outside. At the front was a tiered dais with ramps swooping down to the main level, like arms on either side. The top level of the dais was reserved for the Emperor and Argos. They sat behind a metal and glass desk in high-backed chairs. The middle level had a similar desk but ran the full width of the dais - that was where he and Garrett were seated. The lowest level had two high, podium type desks on either end. On the right was Serat, secretary to the Emperor and on the left, Boch Nee, the Speaker of the Assembly.

At the base of the dais was a large, illuminated circular stage that reminded Skye of a dance floor. To the immediate left and right were row upon row of counter like desks, each row set higher than the last like a lecture hall. Garrett had explained that these were the seats for the Assembly: the delegates and representatives of the various worlds and peoples of the Empire. Skye guessed there had to be at least a few hundred seats on each side.

From the circular stage back to the huge metal doors was a wide illuminated walkway. On either side were rows of fancy stadium seats and balconies each one a little higher to afford everyone an unobstructed view of the stage and the Assembly.

A chime sounded indicating they were starting a new case. Skye glanced down to see what this one was going to be and felt his stomach drop. It simply said 'Psion Alliance' on his screen. How are they going to explain Kwill's petition to serve without announcing to everyone that I'm going to have a Platinum form? It wasn't exactly a secret but they hadn't officially announced or acknowledged it either.

"Assembly and audience, I am greatly honored to bring forward our next order of business. Guards, please bring our next guests forward," Emperor Darius said.

Skye wondered whether it was magic, technology, or acoustics but the Emperor's voice was as clear as if he was standing next to him. The huge embossed metal doors slid open and Imperial Guards ushered the next guests down the long aisle - six Psions decked out in robed regalia. The audience murmured and whispered creating a buzz in the large arena.

"Ambassador Rahl, I welcome you and your people," the Emperor said before turning his gaze to the Assembly and then the audience. "It gives me great pride to announce that the Assembly has ratified an Alliance between the Empire and the Psion people, the likes of which has never been known. Rather than serving dragons one-on-one as was tradition before the Great War, our new agreement cements the relationship between the Psions and the Empire itself. The Psions will now be under the full protection of the Empire and have agreed to have members serve both me and my house. It has been too long since the Court benefited from the gifts of the Truth Seekers. Please join me in welcoming the dawn of a new era of cooperation."

The crowd applauded but Skye couldn't help but note the whispers and conversation that came with the applause.

"Ambassador Rahl, please take your place among the Assembly. Master Kwill, Master Tennat I welcome you to house D'Or Drakken," the Emperor said.

Skye watched as Kwill and the other Psion, apparently Tennat, came up the ramp and took seats to his left. The ambassador climbed the stairs and took an empty seat in the Assembly gallery on the right. The remaining Psions took seats in the audience hall.

The chime sounded again. Skye looked at the screen but it was blank. The doors slid open, a single person walked down the aisle. A tall, ethereal woman in flowing gowns and a train that could have competed with his own bonding cape. She had a faint glow with long golden hair, fair skin, and her clothing was all in pale golds and creams. As she approached Skye couldn't help but stare. She was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. Now that's what Galadriel should have looked like, Skye thought.

When the woman reached the circular platform, Emperor Darius and Prince Argos both came forward to stand before her and bowed deeply. She returned the bow and followed them back up to take a seat with them on the highest level. Where'd the other chair come from? I never even saw them bring it... Skye thought watching the three take their seats.

"We welcome and honor Queen of the Fae, Caladwen," the Emperor announced.

"King Meadowdove, representative for the Elven Nation. Please come forward," Serat called.

Skye saw an elf stand mid-way up the Assembly seats on his right. The man slowly made his way down to the platform. "Your Imperial Majesties, Queen Caladwen, how may I be of service?" King Meadowdove asked bowing deeply. The floor beneath him changed to a deep blue circle under his feet and the air around him shimmered.

"King Meadowdove, you have been charged with treason against the empire, for sending a changeling into the royal household to commit murder and for plots against several of the Emperor's family. How do you plead?" Queen Caladwen asked. The audience gasped and a rumble of conversation and whispers filled the hall. King Meadowdove looked poleaxed. He stood for a moment, mouth agape.

Darius hit his staff onto the dais, making a loud thundering boom. "Silence!"

"I am innocent my Queen, there must be some mistake. I would never do such a thing!" King Meadowdove responded. As he spoke the floor beneath his feet changed from blue to red, then returned to blue again when he was silent.

"You will be taken to the Truth Seekers and I will bear witness to their interrogation. You do understand the penalty for treason against the empire?"

"But I am Fae and part of your court, Your Majesty. Not subject to the Empire," King Meadowdove said in confusion.

"You did not do well in your study of history or our agreements. While otherwise subject only to the court of the Fae, if you commit treason the Empire can demand your execution and we must comply. However, if you acted with other Fae outside of your own people, then our sovereignty is abolished and we are ALL subject to all the laws and judgements of the Empire, now and for evermore. You and your lineage would all be subject to the death penalty."

King Meadowdove visibly paled and began shaking.

"That would be a crime against all the Fae and I will look especially harshly on one who brought this on my people. Take him," Queen Caladwen said coldly.

A column of blue light rose around King Meadowdove, blurring his form and within a few moments he was gone.

"Assembly you will be provided with full transcripts of the interrogation and any information gathered once Queen Caladwen and the Truth Seeker have finished," Serat said. "We now call Queen Aster to come before us."

The doors slid open and an entourage entered. At the front was a woman with a crown, leading a young man on a leash with four more women following. They were all dressed in the most revealing of ensembles, showing more than Skye thought could be legal. The Queen was beautiful but in a very different way than Caladwen. Aster was curvy and voluptuous and seemed more fitted to a bordello than a royal court. The group stopped before stepping up on to the circular platform.

Skye felt a touch on his hand, Garrett caught his gaze and smiled. Not an 'I'm happy' smile, more of an 'I'm going to enjoy fucking you smile'. Skye had learned to recognize the difference.

Skye turned away quickly so as not to get sucked into Garrett's lust. He looked at each member of the entourage, but his eyes kept coming back to the young man. Damn, I never saw a guy who looked like 'sex'... but why would she collar him and put a leash on him. Maybe some kind of power statement? The young man was as curvy as the other nymphs, Skye had never really thought of men being voluptuous, but this guy was. His muscles, and he had lots of them, were very round and full, like an overripe fruit that you knew would be incredibly juicy. His full round chest and large brown nipples were especially distracting. At least the huge bulge at his crotch was better covered than his female counterparts, but the smooth green-gold skin and muscular legs gave hints of the beauty beneath the loin cloth. His face was more pretty than handsome, soft and young surrounded by a halo of soft drooping curls. His hair was various shades of blond and green. The young man turned and his eyes met Skye's.

So incredibly sad... and so scared. Does he know what the Queen did? Is he afraid of sharing her punishment? What could make him so sad? Why am I so drawn to him? It's as strong as the prisoner this morning, Skye thought. Oh shit! Not again, Skye groaned as he felt the now familiar magic tugging at him.

What do you feel Skye? Kwill's mind voice interrupted.

I'm very drawn to the young man with Queen Aster. Sorry but I'm honestly trying to shield - he just seems to be getting through.

Go ahead and reach out to him, I'll help screen Garrett. He's horny enough I think he'd be your undoing... you wouldn't believe the things he's thinking.

Yeah I would, considering he whispers them to me whenever he gets the chance since he knows I'm shielding. Skye sent before reaching out the young man. Skye tried to keep his face blank while he touched the young man's mind and searched for why he was so sad, why he was here...

"Queen Aster, the invitation was for you, not you and your followers," Queen Caladwen admonished.

"Isn't a Queen allowed a few frivolities?" Queen Aster purred.

"Not in my court, and certainly not in the court of the Empire," Caladwen answered.

"But I am Fae. We are not subjects of the Empire," Aster responded.

"You truly expect us to believe you are that simple Aster? Or perhaps that uneducated? I apologize Your Imperial Majesty for the ignorance of my subjects. We are all subjects of the Empire Queen Aster. Whether or not we are subject to all of their laws and judgements will depend on what we learn from you. Please step forward and leave your pets behind."

The queen of the nymphs made great show of handing off the young man and moving onto the platform. While she did, Skye reached back out to Kwill.

He's absolutely terrified Kwill. The Queen is waiting for him to be fertile so she can use him like they used River - that's why he's on the leash. She won't let him out of her sight. She doesn't know, but he thinks he came into his seed last night. Is there any way I can save him? Skye asked.

Pull back Skye, he has noticed you looking at him and his lust for you is almost as strong as Garrett's, Kwill said.

I noticed. If he's that young and innocent, how does he even know about doing what he's thinking about doing? Skye asked feeling his heart beat faster and body becoming aroused. Skye had come to think of himself as fairly knowledgeable after his experiences. The young nymph in front of him was fantasizing about doing all of them - with him.

He's a nymph. It's what they do. But I agree, it would be a crime to waste such a creature. I will converse with His Majesty and see if we can come up with something. Are you saying that find him sexually attractive or that he calls to your magic? That may be an important distinction, or do you just find his plight appalling?

Skye reached over and took Kwill's hand and let him feel exactly what he was sensing. He'd learned that if he had physical contact with Kwill it was like opening up a direct link. After a brief moment Kwill pulled back as if he'd been shocked, his eyes were wide and his expression... surprised.

Oh my. I will do my best Skye. Kwill sent before seeming to retreat in upon himself.

"Queen Aster, you have been charged with treason against the Empire and with the attempted murder of one of the royal house. You will be subjected to interrogation by the Truth Seeker to which I shall personally bear witness," Queen Caladwen said. Again the audience gasped and roared in whispers and voices, then just as quickly died down to silence.

"I swear your majesty I am innocent of these heinous charges!" Queen Aster declared. The floor beneath her changed from blue to red as it had with King Meadowdove.

"I hope so. But sadly I doubt it very much. Please take her," Queen Caladwen said.

The floor at Queen Aster's feet changed back to blue then the column of blue light rose, within moments she was gone.

"Guards. Please escort Queen Aster's servants to holding cells until we have completed the questioning. Make sure to give the young man his own cell... well away from the others," Emperor Darius said. He turned to the Assembly. "As with King Meadowdove, you will receive full transcripts and documented evidence after the questioning. We will ask for your vote and discuss sentencing, if necessary, in tomorrow's court."

• Scene 3 *

Skye walked into the room feeling a little proud of himself. I actually found it. Didn't have to ask Garrett to lead, get directions, or give a pleading look to the guards... "Umph," Skye grunted as he hit the bed and the air was forced out of his lungs.

"Garrett?" Skye's long jacket was now flipped up over his head and Garrett had a firm grip on his hips, lifting him and positioning him on his knees as his face was pushed into the pillows. "I can get undressed..." Skye protested as he felt his pants slide down to his knees. Then Garrett's mouth was on his ass and Skye had trouble forming words.

"Don't have long before dinner. And I'm not about to go without," Garrett said as his mouth worked Skye's hole, his tongue driving inside making Skye moan.

Who'd have ever thought I'd enjoy this so much. It makes me so horny when he rims my ass. He's so... so... thorough. God it feels awesome.

Then it was Garrett's massive cock working its way inside. Opening Skye up and causing his body to quiver. Garrett drove himself in and fucked hard and deep. Skye was aware of how loud it sounded - Garrett's body smacking against his ass as he fucked him. Skye moved enough so he could breathe and let the pleasure take him. Something about Garrett's lust and need for Skye made him feel really good inside. Even shielding Skye knew Garrett was desperate for his body, to be inside him, to claim him with his seed. Who'd have ever thought getting fucked rough and hard would turn me on or make me feel so loved. Shit, who'd have thought I'd like being fucked at all. Topping Garrett or the other guys, not so unbelievable... oh damn, he feels so good inside me. I love how much he wants me.

Garrett was grunting with each thrust, Skye could tell Garrett was close but didn't care. He was too focused on his own building pleasure - each deep thrust bringing him closer to the edge and then the orgasm hit and he felt his body pumping his seed onto the bed while Garrett filled his ass.

Garrett licked his ass clean, then flipped him over, licking his dick and balls before he licked up what Skye had spilled on the bed.

"Won't that be a bit much for you? We still have to go back."

"Just makes me that much more ready for tonight," Garrett said as he kissed Skye letting him taste the residue of cum in his mouth. "While I'd love to keep you just like this, we do have to go down for dinner. Father and Pater are expecting us."

Garrett helped Skye put himself back together, but with a lot of extra squeezing and kisses.

Skye looked at his reflection making sure he hadn't missed any spills and adjusted his jacket. Okay... do I look like a man who just had rough, mind blowing sex? Nah... Shit. Somehow, they'll still be able to tell. "Garrett have you seen Dillon?"

"Sorry forgot to tell you. I said it was okay to take the night off. He wanted to meet up with someone for dinner. Do you mind?" Garrett said as he came up behind Skye and started playing with the braid of white blond hair, running it up and down Skye's abs.

"No, that's fine. I didn't know that he knew anyone in the city. I just worry about him," Skye said turning and wrapping his arms around Garrett's muscular shoulders. "Anyone tell you how gorgeous you are?"

"Oh... all the time," Garrett teased.

Skye lifted Garrett up against the wall so his feet were barely touching the floor, the look on Garrett's face alone made it worth it. "Just remember that every inch of this gorgeous body is mine! I can be very destructive when I'm jealous," Skye said allowing Garrett to slide back down to the floor while firmly maintaining a grip on his manhood.

"But yours is the only opinion I care about," Garrett said weakly.

"Nice try."

• Scene 4 *

Skye focused on his food and tried not to pay attention to the knowing looks and smiles. It was just the four of them which made it a little more awkward than Skye had planned on. Kleitos and Nik had taken River on a tour of the city which included dinner and entertainment. It distracted River and gave them a way to avoid being in Court.

"I do apologize for having to keep you in Court for the evening. Unfortunately, Vampires don't function well in daylight," Darius said.

"I think it will be good for Skye to see them come to justice. You'll be sentencing both Marta and Veygat, correct?" Garrett asked.

"Yes. Tennat already interrogated them and combined with the other evidence, there is no doubt. The evidence was already presented to the Assembly, this is just a formality," Darius added.

"I'm not looking forward to seeing them again," Skye said playing with his food.

"It will be okay Skye. You're bonded, a Vampire cannot glamour you and any hold Marta had has long since burned away," Argos said.

"Let's change the subject, so Skye, what are you going to do with him?" Darius asked.

"Do with whom?" Skye asked looking up in confusion.

"The prisoner you selected. You're granting him a pardon, then what?"

"He's not a pet, I can't bring him home like a dog I picked up at the pound. What do you mean what am I going to do with him?"

"More like a cat, but seriously Skye, you should think about it," Argos coached.

Skye could see they were all looking at him. Shit, this is some kind of test... do I drop my shields and see what they want me to say? Maybe pick up on what they're really asking? Guess that would be cheating. Skye pondered, thinking of the boy he'd selected and what he'd picked up from him. He can't go home, his family disowned him... the were-clan banished him too, so no help there. He hadn't finished his education, he's still too young to get any kind of real job and once the city guard realize he helped expose the corruption, he won't be safe on the streets. Damn, there is no good option - I saved him but he has no future.

"So what happened to the last prisoner pardoned?" Skye asked.

"You've may have heard me speak of Sok Twee?" Argos asked.

"Your first valet? You said he was your favorite," Skye said remembering a conversation when Argos wanted Skye to consider adding someone to help Dillon.

"Yes. He was the criminal Argos pardoned. That was the last time a royal was bonded," Darius said.

"Skye what would you do if you could?" Argos asked.

"I don't know... He can't go home. I guess I'd either take him in or find a good family for him. Find out what he wanted to do, get him into school. I think he probably needs therapy, someone to help him rebuild his confidence and trust in others."

"You don't think we can send him back to his family?" Darius asked.

"No. He feels totally betrayed and abandoned by them. They publicly disowned him, wouldn't believe him when he tried to tell them what happened. They and the system totally failed him sir."

"I agree. I'm glad you found him before it was too late. What about Queen Aster's pet, what do you want to do with him?" Darius asked.

"Save him from going through what they did to River? Jerrick told me that most male nymphs don't survive long. It just seems wrong. Their own children and they use them like disposable breeding stock. He doesn't even have a name!"

"It is how they have existed and operated for a very long time," Darius said.

"Doesn't make it right sir," Skye objected.

"So you want to keep him too? He certainly is attractive. But if you keep this up Skye we'll need to add more rooms on to the Palace," Darius said with a smile.

Garrett snorted and tried very hard not to laugh at Skye's discomfort, but failed as both he and Argos burst into laughter. "It's true love, you do seem to collect strays."

Skye knew he was blushing terribly and he was mortified that they thought he wanted to save the nymph because he was attractive. "That's not it at all! I want him to be rescued, same as with Christos. They don't ever have to see me again!"

"Come on Skye, you want the nymph and you know it. You're not that good at shielding yet," Garrett teased. "I know you won't believe this Father and Pater, but when I first met Skye, he wouldn't even admit to liking men. Now he plots to get them into our bed."

"That is so not true!" Skye said indignantly.

"Oh, so you admit you liked men from the beginning and it was just to make me try harder?"

"No! No! That's not what I mean. I am NOT trying to get them into my, our bed! I would never do that and you know it," Skye said struggling with his emotions while trying to shield. He still had that nagging voice in his head telling him how terrible he was for being with Garrett, for being with another man and now that same voice was telling him how selfish and terrible he was for lusting after a young boy.

"Garrett, Darius stop!" Argos scolded. "You're upsetting him." Argos gave a killing glare to both which had the immediate effect of bringing silence to the room. "It's okay Skye, I know that you are trying to help them. And while they may tease you, Garrett and Darius both know it too. Dragons find our reluctance at man on man intimacy to be very amusing and like to poke at it whenever possible. You just need to remind them that if they take it too far, they can get their intimacy elsewhere 'cause you are no longer in the mood."

"Pater, that's not fair," Garrett whined.

"It absolutely is and I will also say in the last two hundred years or so I've found it to be very effective," Argos said sitting back and crossing his arms.

"We're sorry Skye. Argos is right... as always. I have an idea of how to get the male nymph out of the situation but not what to do with him after. I'm afraid that my only idea so far is to give him to you," Darius said with a contrite look to his partner.

"What would I do with him?" Skye asked.

"Skye, I have no experience with male nymphs. To my knowledge, no one does. If it were a female... there's not really a good way to put this... they're really only good at one thing. That's why we have so few on staff. Nymph's primary focus is sex. I have to assume a male nymph works similarly."

"Skye, Darius is actually right on this point. Though they may be good with gardening, flowers, plantings etc. they still don't usually get noted for their intellect," Argos noted with a note of compassion.

Skye looked to Garrett hoping his mate would come up with something. Garrett held up his hands palms out and shrugged. "Sorry love, I got nothing. But if it is important to you and you want to do this, I'll help make it work... somehow. Maybe you could ask Kwill. Have him make sure that it's not a trick - that he's as innocent as you think. Maybe Psions know something about male nymphs we don't."

Skye felt slightly ill. The thought of having another guy looking to him for sex made him more than queasy, especially when he was so young. But if there was any chance, he couldn't just leave him to a fate worse than death, and his magic had definitely noticed him.

"We'll speak with Tennat," Argos offered.

"Pater, just how did you work out a deal with Tennat? From what Skye and I understand a Psion who partners with a dragon requires... uhm... payment. It helps them bond and build mental rapport," Garrett asked.

Skye felt for Argos as he went several shades darker and stared at his plate for several moments before responding.

"I'm sure you already know, but I can give him something he really values and when combined with what Father gives him... he will be quite happy to serve us. I won't say that I am comfortable with the arrangement, but the benefits of having a Truth Seeker and his powers supporting us far outweigh my own prudishness," Argos said.

"I know how you feel Pater. But having made a payment... please forgive me if this is too direct or impolite, but you need to just bring him to bed with the two of you and get it over with. Once you do, you won't be struggling nearly so much."

"Yeah, what he said," Garrett added.

• Scene 5 *

Skye took the opportunity to speak with Kwill quietly while the Assembly took their seats. "Any ideas on the male nymph?"

"No but I can assure you he has no ulterior motives, there was no deceit. He is as innocent as he seemed to you. But Skye, we were wrong about something," Kwill said.

"What?"

Sorry I can't say this out loud. When you shared with me, the feel of your magic and what you sensed from the nymph. I thought your magic found people you were attracted to and who would be good allies. I was partially wrong. I have asked my brothers and we have others researching as well but it has nothing to do with their attractiveness. Your magic is seeing their soul, their very life force. You see their potential, the flame at their core. It was both amazing and terrifying.

So that's a bad thing? Skye asked confused.

No but it is beyond my knowledge or understanding. We can read memories, thoughts, plans, intent, even emotions but nothing like what you see. It's no wonder my ancestors valued Platinum Dragons so highly.

So you think it is important to save him, even if I don't know what to do with him after?

Yes.

The chime sounded indicating the court was in session. Skye tried to steel himself for what was coming and he felt Garrett's hand wrap around his own.

"We call the former Imperial Fleet members: Veygat, Kebes, and Werkto," Serat, the Emperor's secretary called, his voice carrying loud and strong throughout the arena. The large doors slid open as the Imperial Guards ushered the three men forward. They walked slowly in their long gray robes with their wrists bound in glowing bonds before them, and glowing bands about their necks. The guards stopped before the platform as the three men stepped up, staring intently at the floor. Circles of blue light illuminated at their feet.

Garrett, why does the floor change color? Skye asked.

The blue light indicates they are secured. A force field surrounds them keeping them immobile. You may also see it change to red. If it does, it means they may be lying. It registers changes in heart rate and body chemistry according to the species. Not perfect but usually a good indicator.

"I remind our audience and the Assembly that these three men have already been interrogated, tried, and found guilty of treason against the Empire. Today we confirm their sentencing. Kebes, Werkto. You have been sentenced to be executed along with your immediate family members by unanimous vote of the Assembly. You will be given the opportunity to say goodbye to each before you witness their execution," Serat said.

"I hope what you think you achieved was worth the cost," the Emperor added.

The circles glowed a little brighter before the column of light rose around them. They blurred and then were gone.

"Veygat, do you have anything you wish to say before your sentencing?" The Emperor asked.

Garrett, what's wrong with him? Skye asked noting that Veygat, who Skye remembered as being muscular and strong, was now stooped and appeared to be shaking under his robes.

Pater happened to him. When they brought Veygat and Marta back to Draga. Pater personally oversaw their treatment. You're familiar with 'chastity belts' from Earth's Middle Ages?

Yes. They still make them.

Not like Pater's. They are the opposite. For Veygat, his pulls his testacles and penis away from his body and stimulates them, sort of like the machines we use for testing. There's also a large self-lubricating, mechanical phallus that I was told is eight inches in circumference and expands from five to fourteen inches in length to simulate penetration. Skye, he's been fucked and milked for all waking hours since he arrived. His seed is captured and fed back to him. Garrett said. He watched for Skye's reaction.

Seems fitting. I like Pater.

My brothers and I learned very young that you never, never get him angry. If one of them is going to get pissed, you make sure it's Father. He also needed an option that didn't require the guards - they outright refused to touch either of them.

But isn't that providing them with pleasure?

Garrett caught himself before laughing too loudly. For the first few hours... maybe. But after sixteen hours a day, non-stop? One of the guards told me Veygat's balls have swollen to the size of melons and he begs to have it stopped or for the guards to just kill him.

"We're waiting Veygat," the Emperor said impatiently.

So you found out all of this from a guard? Skye asked Garrett as he watched Veygat's face and saw the spasm shake his body, his face grimaced as he responded.

"No Your Majesty," Veygat said weakly.

"Very well. Your nestlings are waiting. You can explain to them why you have brought this upon them before they are executed and witness each before we release you."

The column of light rose around Veygat and he was gone.

One of Pater's guards. A dragon I've known for a very long time. I may not have been as active as you but I didn't go completely without, Garrett said with a squeeze to Skye's hand.

You have strange pillow talk. Where did they go and how? Skye asked.

It's a translocator they are transported directly to the prison.

You have transporters and you still fly everywhere? Skye asked.

Their use is very restricted on Draga and for security reasons they aren't permitted most places. There are special disrupters across the planet surface and in most buildings and homes to make sure that no one tries to use one.

Yeah, probably another thing that went badly in the Great War, Skye thought as he realized he'd missed Serat calling Marta. She was being escorted down the aisle way and had almost reached the platform. She was also wearing the long, cowled gray robes, her wrists and throat showing the blue glowing bands.

Marta stumbled as she stepped up on to the platform, but quickly righted herself and stood proudly. Skye noted that she was neither at her worst nor her best. She was still beautiful, but her skin looked ashen and her hair was missing the luster. She also held herself... strangely.

"I remind our audience and the Assembly that this woman has already been interrogated, tried, and found guilty of treason against the Empire. Today we confirm her sentencing. Lord Eluf, will you please come forward," Serat called.

Skye saw the doors open and a solitary figure strode forward. As they waited, Skye turned back to Garrett. So she has one of those 'belts' too?

Yes, but hers Pater had custom made. It has a clit stimulator and two phalluses. The one in her ass is the same as Veygat's but the other is twenty inches long when extended. Before you ask, yes that is too long to fit and yes it drives right through her internal organs. She's given enough blood that she heals, so while painful, she starts fresh each night. Personally, I think the horror of it is that she's so aroused when it starts she doesn't realize the pain and damage until the first orgasm is over. And then the next orgasm begins.

Okay, I should be appalled and horrified, not pleased. But fuck it, after what she did to me I may just have to work on my soul later. Who is this guy... Skye wondered seeing the man approach and step up on the platform beside Marta. He could be my long-lost cousin. Well, my better looking cousin. The man had to be at least 6'4" and muscled with white blond hair and a face like a Norse God. His skin was the color of aged ivory and he was dressed similarly to Skye, in a long coat cinched at the waist over low boots and pants that clung to his body, showing the fine shape of his legs.

The man knelt and placed his forehead to the floor before the Emperor and Argos then stood, turned and faced Skye and Garrett. He knelt and bowed again, but then he stood and smiled looking directly at Skye.

Skye caught his breath and felt a chill. Fuck he's a Vampire. Skye felt his heart race as those blue eyes met his and of all the worst possible moments he felt his magic stir and draw him to the blond god like a magnet. Fuck no, fuck no. Not him.

Skye? Skye? Kwill please help. Garrett mentally called.

Skye, take a deep breath, relax he is not your enemy. He cannot glamor you. You are much more dangerous to him, than he is to you. Trust me, Kwill said in a calming mind voice.

"The court presents Lord Eluf, King to all Vampire clans," Serat said.

"Lord Eluf, welcome. Have you had time to consider and speak with the Elders," the Emperor asked.

"We have Your Imperial Majesty. And while it is a sad day for all of us, we cannot in any way condone Clan Morieve's actions. This was their chance to prove they had buried old hatreds and moved on after aiding our enemies in the Great War. Obviously our compassion was for naught. Though we grieve for the extermination of any Clan that is so historied; we must agree with the Assembly and Your Majesties that it is necessary. They bring distrust and hatred on all our broods who survived the Great War," Lord Eluf said. His voice carried clearly, in a warm tone like a well- trained Shakespearean actor.

"Marta, you and Clan Morieve are hereby sentenced to the Final Death by unanimous decision of the Assembly of the Empire and your own Elders. You shall witness the deaths you have brought to your fledge-mates and then you shall meet your own end. This is your last night in this universe."

Skye watched the column of light surround her and heard her last hiss as she gradually faded. Garrett, there at the end. It looked like her fangs were gone - like they'd been pulled?

Yes Skye. Kwill answered. Marta is allowed to drink enough when waking for the night to keep her alive, then her fangs are pulled. They grow back again when she sleeps, but the process is repeated each day and has been since her arrival.

Shit Garrett, you're right don't let me ever get on the wrong side of Pater.

Garrett leaned over and kissed Skye. "Baby, you're the reason he got so angry. You think that's bad, it's nothing compared to what he's done to Siriana. He's as protective of you as he is of any of us."

"Thank you Lord Eluf," the Emperor said.

"If I may say one more thing in parting?" Lord Eluf asked.

The Emperor gave a nod and Lord Eluf turned and bowed again to Garrett and Skye.

"Your Majesty. On behalf of my people, I extend my sincerest apologies and pledge our allegiance to you and the Empire. I assure you Prince Skye, I will do everything in my power to make this up to you and regain your trust."

• Scene 6 *

"Fuck no! No way in hell! It is not happening, I don't care what my 'magic' says. NO!" Skye yelled as he paced.

"Skye you need to calm down. Your magic has usually steered you right. Have you asked the priests, or even Kwill?" River asked in his calmest voice. He and Nik had both come to Garrett's aid, trying to help reach Skye. They sat on the bed watching, trying to think of a new tactic.

"No Vampires! No 'young' nymphs or boy shifters! No. I quit! I can't do this! It's wrong!" Skye ranted as he walked, his body shaking in anger.

There was a knock at the door then whispers. "Thank you Master Kwill, if you can do anything and if I need to call for Nectar - if it's part of the change..."

"No Mica, you and Jos stay here and try to relax. He'll be fine. Goodness, you're almost as worked up as he is," Kwill said as he strode into the room. "Oh my... it's like a smorgasbord."

"Hell no! No mojo, everybody fucking each other shit!" Skye yelled shaking his finger at Kwill.

Kwill looked to River and Nik and then Garrett who all just shrugged.

"He's totally blocked me out. He's shielded so tightly I can't even tell he's here," Garrett said, the concern clear on his face.

Kwill looked at Skye, sat down and watched patiently. "Skye, did seeing the Vampire make you feel trapped? Maybe helpless?"

Skye turned and looked at Kwill then screamed. "I can't get it out of my head!"

"What can't you get out of your head Skye? You're shielding so tightly I can't see," Kwill said.

"What they did to me! The pain!"

Kwill walked over to Skye and with a quick movement slammed his foot down on Skye's.

"Ow! Fuck! Why'd you do that?" Skye said dropping to the floor and grabbing his foot.

"So you'd drop your shields. We haven't practiced keeping them up when you're in pain."

"What did you do?" Skye asked confused.

"You were having a panic attack, probably triggered from seeing Marta, somewhat like post-traumatic stress. I blocked it. We'll work on what's triggering you later. I'd rather you learn to deal with it than remove the memories," Kwill said.

"Kwill I can't. I can't do it anymore. And that Vampire! It's not fair! He should be dark, sinister and scary! Ugly even, not gorgeous and all sunshine and light. At least I know I'm poison to him," Skye grumbled.

"Skye..." Garrett started before Kwill interrupted him.

"Actually you're not. Marta and her clan were different. I believe Garrett already told you that they were victims of biological warfare. That they were permanently changed causing them to be allergic to Dragons."

"Yeah..."

"They are the only surviving clan who fought against us during the Great War. The other Vampires have no such problem," Kwill explained.

"You mean every other friggin Vampire in this universe can drink my blood like their favorite soda?"

"Pretty much, yeah," Garrett said.

"And that doesn't freak you out?" Skye asked dumbfounded.

"No, they can't turn me and I can't be glamored. I may taste really good but odds are they'd have to negotiate for a sip," Garrett said. "I may not be as strong or fast in my human form, but they're no match for me in dragon form or my magic."

Skye hugged his knees to himself and glared at the others.

"Skye we are trying to look for answers. The priests are combing the archives and Kwill's people are looking for any records they may have but we don't think you can just say 'no'," Garrett said.

"He's right Skye. From what we've seen you can manage the how and temper it but if your magic identifies someone, it will find a way to bring them to you using the easiest path."

"What does that mean?" Skye muttered.

"Usually with you, it means seduction and sex. And given that you found him attractive, that is likely the quickest path," Kwill said.

"I did not!" Skye denied vehemently. "I am going to fight it."

"Skye, I don't think that's a good idea... sometimes when you fight too hard, it just makes the fall that much worse," Garrett said.

"He needs a distraction - tomorrow's a big day. And you my large handsome man should not drink his seed. You'll need your wits about you tomorrow," Kwill said giving Garrett a stern look.

Skye watched skeptically as all three men got a strange expression and traded odd glances with each other and Kwill. He had brought his shields back up, but knew something was going on.

Then before he could react, Garrett had picked him up and flung him over his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Skye yelled.

"Carrying you to the bed so we can distract you."

"Hell no!" Skye said as he found himself flung onto the bed. The covers were already down and Nik and River were naked and already undressing him.

"Guys! You can't do this to me..." Skye's rant was oddly interrupted when Nik's hard cock was pressed to his lips. "So not fair..." Skye said as he began licking and sucked Nik's dick into his mouth.

"Guess Nik got dibs on his mouth, you want his ass or his cock?" Garrett asked as he pulled off the last of Skye's clothes.

"Ass first. I want to play with you while you ride him," River said.

"Good night gentlemen. Seems that you have things well in hand and I have interrogations to complete," Kwill said as he headed to the door.

• Scene 7 *

Skye let the pleasure take him. He kissed Nik's neck and shoulders, burying his face in the silky dark hair and breathing deeply. Nik's scent was dark and spicy, almost seductive and very much like Garrett's. Skye fit so well against Nik, with Garrett wrapped around him, that he sometimes felt like they were made to be like this. Skye was perfectly spooned against Nik's lean back as Nik's round ass cheeks hugged and stroked him with gentle caressing moves. Damn he feels so good. Skye let out a small moan. Garrett had changed positions and had managed to nudge his monster cock just a bit deeper inside Skye's ass. I can't imagine any place I'd rather be - sandwiched between two of the most beautiful men I've ever known. So warm, so full...

"Please don't stop Skye..." River pleaded.

River and Nik were doing a '69' while Skye fucked Nik's beautiful round ass, their positioning allowed Skye to reach around Nik and play with River's hole while he nuzzled into Nik. Skye slid a second finger into River's tight ass and felt the ripples roll through both River and Nik.

Skye had felt a bit rebellious and had dropped his shields enough that he could share sensations with Garrett as well as sense most of what River and Nik were feeling. It was an incredible and very erotic high. He and Nik had been glowing for most of the night and by morning so was Garrett. I don't care how angry Kwill is or who else gets bleed-over, this is so worth it.

Garrett was the first to go, which surprised Skye but by the time his brain recovered from feeling Garrett's orgasm, his own had started and he was blowing his load deep into Nik. Garrett continued plowing him and Skye buried his face in the soft silky hair and ravaged River's ass fucking him hard with his fingers as he came inside Nik. He didn't even catch a breath before he felt the chain reaction take Nik. Skye not only felt the orgasm, he passed it right through to Garrett. They were all moaning and groaning as River was the last to fall, his body erupting into Nik's sucking mouth. Garrett made a sound more like a whimper as he squeezed them tight, his arms wrapped around both Skye and Nik.

They snuggled and kissed and avoided separating as long as they could. "You know big brother... I am totally ruined after this. I can't imagine anything better and for me, that's saying something," River said as he leaned over Nik and kissed Skye.

"I agree and Nik when you said you'd improved that was an understatement. Whether it's because of new skills or that with Skye's mojo - fuck. I don't ever want to let you guys go," Garrett said.

"Maybe you won't stay away so long?" Nik teased.

"Or maybe we just have to take you with us to keep the bed warm," Garret said as he grabbed Nik and went down on him.

Shit, I never thought of that. What do we do if we have to go back out in the Phoenix? I can't leave River! I don't want to leave Nik... or Mica and how long would it be before I saw Kleitos again? There's got to be a way... Skye thought.

• Scene 8 *

Sooner than Skye would have liked he was back in the Emperor's Court. Kwill had given him a reproving look but no harsh words when they'd entered, he'd also given tacit approval for Skye to keep his shields partially open. So either I did better at shielding or Kwill enjoyed our all-night orgy enough he won't object. And I'm sure allowing me to stay linked to Garrett is a test. I am so ready to go back to the country, eat, sleep, play and have all-day sex with Garrett. They should really adopt the honeymoon custom, Court is so not fun.

Skye had moved his chair enough that he could discreetly hold hands with Garrett. The comfort of Garrett's touch was helping Skye tremendously. Guess we must have had enough sex for once, Skye thought as he realized neither one of them were thinking about intimacy.

Oh no, love. That's not possible. I'm just trying to behave, Garrett said.

The audience was still entering the great hall as were the Assembly members. Skye felt a gentle brush against is mind before he heard Kwill's mind voice.

Skye, His Majesty requests that you go and help bring Christos in. He's still not well and the guards say he's absolutely terrified. They can't get him to move. When you bring him in, seat him between us. He's not strong enough to stand and the Emperor thinks he will need us to help him through.

Skye gave Garrett a brief touch before walking down the ramp and out the side door near the Assembly. Feired and one of the Emperor's guard were waiting for him. Skye followed as they led him down the ornate hallway and eventually into the grand lobby. The room was as impressive and overwhelming as the Empire Court itself. The guard led him across and through the throngs of people entering to an almost hidden hallway and finally to Christos.

Three Imperial Guards were with him, trying to encourage him. Skye looked at the figure standing before him and tried to convince himself it was the same boy he'd selected in the prison. He had been cleaned up and dressed in a simple tunic and pants that hung loosely on his frame. Skye knew he had spent many hours in a med cocoon already, but the medics said it would take several more cycles before he'd be finished. Christos was skin and bones - perhaps just a few inches shorter than Skye but a light breeze would have knocked him over. His once bug infested dreads had been cut and now he had a close-cropped crown of dull, dark hair. He heard Skye and the guards enter and turned to look - Skye tried to keep his face neutral. My God, those eyes... no wonder they said he was pretty, what might he look like if he were actually healthy?

"Hello Christos, I am Skye," Skye greeted and watched as the fear filled the boy's face and his gaze went back to the floor. I've heard of lavender eyes, but wow. They were the most beautiful purple Skye had ever seen with a darker purple ring around the iris and like Kwill's, they seemed to fill his face. He was light skinned, but at the moment it was an unhealthy gray and he had dark circles under his eyes and fading bruises in numerous places.

"Are you taking me to the cutter?" Christos asked without lifting his face.

"No. I have chosen you to be pardoned. You will not be hurt and you will not be sent into exile. That's why I am here, to walk with you to the Emperor so he can announce that you are free."

"They'll still find me," Christos whispered.

Skye thought for a moment and then reached out with his mind voice. Christos, you are safe now. I know what happened and have told the Emperor. The people who did this to you will be punished and I will protect you. I promise.

How? How can I hear you in my head? Wait... you were there... I've felt your thoughts before, Christos thought in confusion.

I came to the prison. I found you there and touched your mind to learn of what was done to you. Mindspeaking is my magic.

Christos turned his face and looked at Skye. "But how can I be free? They sentenced me." Christos looked at Skye closely, his eyes focusing and coming to rest lower than Skye would have liked. "You're him... the bloody prince. The one from the vid..."

Yes, Skye responded trying not to send a mental sigh or his embarrassment with his thoughts. As soon as Christos had recognized him, he'd flashed back to memories of jacking off to the video of Skye and fantasies of what he'd wanted to do with him. Skye pushed the images away and tried to calm himself to finish his response. "I am newly bonded to Prince Garrett, as is tradition I can select someone to be pardoned. I chose you."

"I have nowhere to go," Christos said sadly.

"I promise you will be well cared for. I will see to it personally, but first we must appear in Court for your pardon. Will you come with me?"

"Yes," Christos said with a nod and with that Skye and the guards led Christos back through the grand lobby and to the large embossed metal doors. The crowds had all been cleared and they waited silently for the signal to enter. Skye looked at the doors appreciating the beauty of the scenes - there were twelve on each door, as tall as Skye and wider than his arms' reach. Each scene depicting some type of audience with the Emperor.

The chime sounded and the doors slid open. The long entrance was before them - Skye took Christos's hand and gave a nod of encouragement. I am with you. They walked toward the dais, Skye focusing on the smiling handsome face on the man he knew so well - sitting, watching his approach.

Father Dragon... you are beautiful. Garrett said.

I was just thinking the same thing about you. I'm worried about him Garrett. He's barely able to walk on his own and he's so scared.

We'll take care of him. They said it would take time Skye, he's been starved and beaten many times. Perhaps Kwill can help with mind- healing, Garrett said.

Skye could feel the weight of the people staring at them as they walked, he could hear the whispers and feel the curiosity like a tickle on his skin. Skye helped Christos step up onto the platform and then took his place beside him. Skye knelt and helped guide Christos as they bowed, touching their forehead to the floor in respect for the Emperor.

"Welcome Prince Skye. Please have your charge join you and be seated."

Skye led Christos up to the dais and seated him between himself and Kwill. He quietly introduced Christos to Kwill and Garrett and then seated himself.

"We call forward, Cathos and Alika of Clan Parda, King Socrates of Clan Pride," Serat announced to the great hall.

Skye reached out and took Christos's hand as he watched a man and woman make their way from the gallery down to the main aisle before they began the long trek to the platform. The other richly dressed man who stood was in the Assembly, a huge muscled man with dark golden hair like a mane. All three approached and bowed to the Emperor touching their heads to the floor before he gave them leave to stand. The floor changed to blue beneath them even while the man and woman continued to hold hands. Skye reached out with his mind to Christos, I and Kwill will help you. We can communicate throughout and answer any questions. I know this will be difficult.

"Thank you for answering our summons. We have discovered an anomaly and need to clarify some information so that we can proceed with other business," Serat began. He delivered the news as if he was bored and just going through the motions. "Cathos and Alika if you could please separate and stand apart? Thank you. I will ask a series of questions, just answer truthfully and we can send you on your way."

"Yes sir," they both answered.

"Cathos, is it true that your son, Christos, was convicted of murder and is awaiting deportation to exile?"

"Yes."

Skye felt Christos startle and could sense the emotion building.

"Cathos, is it also true that you and your wife publicly disowned and banished Christos from your house for his alleged crimes?"

"Yes sir," Cathos answered as if confused.

"Alika, do you also confirm that you publicly disowned and banished your son Christos?"

"Yes," Alika said weakly with a tear rolling down her face. She was obviously looking anywhere but at her son.

Skye wondered where this was going so far all the questions did was verify what they already knew and he was worried about its effect on Christos.

"Cathos, is it true that Christos vehemently denied the charges and tried to tell you another story, which you refused to hear?"

"Yes. But they were lies! The constable..." Cathos objected while glancing nervously at Christos.

"Cathos," Serat interrupted with a glare. "Just answer the question. If I want explanation I will ask for it."

"Alika, did you also refuse to hear Christos's version of events?" Serat asked.

"Yes sir."

"Cathos, did you accept payment upon the successful conviction of your son, amounting to 5,000 credits for maintaining your silence and not objecting to the charges?"

"That's not true! I did no such thing..." Cathos's words began to tumble as he saw the floor beneath his feet change to a bright red glow. Christos looked at him in horror.

"Cathos?"

"I have no answer sir." Cathos said barely above a whisper.

"Cathos is it true that you made arrangements prior to the incident to place Christos in a position where he could be taken, knowing that you would be paid a portion of his sales price?"

Cathos looked up in horror, glancing to Serat and then his wife before his eyes met Christos's. He tried to move and found he could not. His eyes searched frantically but he saw no escape.

"Cathos, we are waiting for your answer."

"Yes," he said quietly.

"Boch Nee?" Serat asked.

"Slavery and selling our citizens off-world is illegal Cathos. You are hereby charged and convicted of your own admission. You will be taken to a Truth Seeker, once your interrogation has been completed you will visit the surgeon for preparation and then you shall be exiled," Boch Nee announced.

Cathos looked dumbstruck, he had gone deathly pale and stood staring with his mouth hanging open as the column of light enveloped him until he was gone. King Socrates was visibly fidgeting and even from a distance, Skye could see he was beginning to perspire. Christos's mother Alika was sobbing but still standing.

"Alika, did you have any knowledge of the planned abduction of your son?" Serat asked.

"No," she answered through sobs.

"Did you have any knowledge that Cathos accepted payment for holding his silence?"

"No."

Skye noted that the light remained blue and yet something told him that they had not asked the right question. Skye looked back to see Darius's face and found him looking directly at him - he gave a nod and spoke.

"Alika, were you aware that your husband intended to sell your son into slavery?" The Emperor asked.

Alika looked up and Skye could see the turmoil and pain in her face as she answered. "Yes, Your Majesty."

"You did nothing to stop him or take steps to ensure the safety of your son?" The Emperor asked.

"No, Your Majesty," Alika responded through sobs.

There was a pause and silence as a murmur went through the Assembly. Boch Nee signaled Serat and then spoke.

"Alika. The Assembly finds you guilty and sentences you to twenty years of hard labor. While you will remain on Draga, you are forbidden any contact with Christos or any of his potential descendants."

The column of light encased Alika and she was gone.

Skye looked at Christos and saw the tears of betrayal. Kwill was actively coaching him, providing encouragement and assuring him that all would be well.

"King Socrates. Is it true that you personally tried and convicted Christos of Clan Parda?" Serat asked as he turned to the remaining man on the platform.

"Yes that is true. We had witnesses," King Socrates began. Furtively glancing toward Christos.

"Please answer the questions only," Serat admonished. "The Court calls Chanur of Clan Pride."

Two Imperial Guards entered from a side door by the Assembly ushering a man forward, dressed in gray cowled robes with glowing bands at his hands and neck. They walked him onto the platform and pulled the cowl back to reveal his face.

"I believe this is your witness King Socrates. Is there anything you need to say before I continue?" Serat asked.

"No sir."

"Let it be known among the Assembly and the Court that Chanur of Clan Pride has already faced and been interrogated by the Truth Seeker."

"King Socrates, is it true that you denied Christos the right of representation and did not let him speak in his defense or present any evidence?"

"We had witnesses, he killed a City Guard!" King Socrates objected.

"King Socrates, answer the question!" The Emperor commanded.

"Yes, it is true."

"Is it true that you demanded that Clan Parda, expel Christos from the were-panthers and strike his name from the great book?"

"Yes, as I would for anyone..."

"King Socrates, you will not be warned again. Answer the questions asked," the Emperor said.

"Yes, that is true."

"Let the records show that Christos, formerly of Clan Parda, is now officially a ward of the Empire Court. King Socrates, is it true that you and several members Clan Pride have been actively kidnapping and selling were-children as slaves off-planet and in some cases outside the Empire? That you knew Christos acted in self-defense?"

A roar went through the audience and then quickly subsided.

King Socrates began to bluster and then went silent, looking down at the floor beneath him. "No comment."

"You disgust me King Socrates. It is a sad day when I can actually take pleasure in bringing judgement down upon one of our own. Court and Assembly, King Socrates has already been interrogated. A full listing of his crimes and the supporting evidence has been provided to the Assembly and will be made public along with a full list of those implicated."

"But that's not possible, no one has interrogated me!" Socrates objected.

"Oh but the Truth Seekers have. According to the laws you helped ratify, you can be read once two or more co-conspirators have been truth read and provided evidence against you. In your case we have over twenty: members of City Guard, Administration, and Clan Pride who were involved in your heinous crimes. You will take comfort in knowing that most have already been interrogated and charged in the lower court. Serat... continue."

"The Court calls the Elders of the were-council," Serat announced.

A group of eight men of varying age and description came forward and approached the platform.

"Who speaks for the were-clans since your King can serve no longer?" Serat asked.

"I do," an older man, hobbled and gray with age said as he stepped onto the platform. He walked with a cane and wore long robes.

Who is he? Skye asked Garrett.

The former were-King. He's a were-dagger and has been around as long as I can remember.

"Vetha, the Court acknowledges you. Have you reviewed the evidence and charges? Do you have anything you would like to say on behalf of your people?" The Emperor asked.

"Besides that I do not wish to be on the same planet with the scum on this platform? Yes, we have worked through the night and confirmed that over two hundred of our were-children have been taken during Socrates's rule. That does not include the hundreds of other magical children who were not were-born. We recommend the harshest punishment possible for Chanur, Socrates, and any other were-creature involved in these crimes."

"The were-council must take some responsibility for this. You put Socrates on the throne and gave him the power and freedom he used to harm your clans. Your own complacency failed your children. I expect to see change but for now you will need to select a new king and in the interim have someone represent you in the Assembly," the Emperor said sternly.

"It is so and I grieve deeply for every lost one. We have been too lenient, becoming soft with modern luxuries. We will make changes. The council has asked that I serve on the Assembly and act as interim until we can decide on a new leader," Vetha responded.

"Boch Nee?" the Emperor asked.

"Thank you Your Majesty. The Assembly has already come to a decision and defers to Your Majesty but recommends the harshest penalties allowable - for all those named."

The doors to the hall slid open and several armed Imperial Guards entered escorting two uniformed men, constrained in glowing bands. The crowd grew loud; shouts, exclamations, and conversation filled the hall before the Emperor slammed his staff to the floor - bringing the hall back to a low murmur.

"Gentleman, you were almost late for your own sentencing. Court and Assembly, I present Lukat former Chief of the City Guard and Admiral Constantine, former head of the Protectorate Patrol. I understand I interrupted a hastily planned vacation?" The Emperor finished as the two men stepped onto the platform to join Chanur and King Socrates.

Holy shit! Skye do you know who they are? Garrett practically shouted into Skye's head.

I heard your Father, but beyond that no.

Admiral Constantine is on Father's private council and reports directly to the Fleet Admiral - he was responsible for all the organizations that make sure things like this don't happen.

"I can't bear the thought of hearing either of you speak after your betrayal to our children so you shall remain silent. We already have more than enough evidence to damn you, and those that worked with you, but we will still subject both of you to a full Truth Seeking. I shall ask them to be especially thorough so that by the time we are done, we shall know every crime, lie, or deceit in your entire life history, which we shall publish with every sordid detail. At least we can take some comfort in neither of you being bonded," the Emperor said.

Skye could feel the hatred rolling off both men. They knew that there was no escape and that nothing good would be coming in their future. But Skye also realized that made them very desperate men, with nothing to lose. He reached out to Kwill and asked that he help monitor them - just in case.

"In your case, I'm pleased that you did not resort to all-out treason. Death would be too easy, but perhaps would have been less painful for those you leave behind. The scandal and shame shall haunt your families for centuries. For you and those who supported you, the punishments will be severe. You shall each be sent to the surgeons upon completion of your interrogation. You will be implanted with un-removable implants that allow us to both track and monitor you while controlling base functions, repressing your magic and taking over your ability to change forms. Your ability to reproduce shall be permanently removed so that changing forms or your magic healing abilities cannot repair the damage. You will be branded as pleasure servants so that all others know and treat you accordingly. The penal colony for each of you will be selected to be the most unpleasant for your form. And finally... your keepers will be advised to give your fellow convicts full opportunity to use you as you intended for the innocents you sold."

Damn... that's harsh. Does he mean what I think he means? Skye asked.

Yes, what you pictured... exactly. Every one of them will become pleasure servants to the established convicts. While being a true Pleasure Servant is a respected and honored profession, to be branded as one in exile means you are available to be used by anyone - they just can't hurt you or cause permanent damage. The dragons won't do well, as you know our genitalia is more delicate and sensitive than humans, but the weres will be able to take an incredible amount of abuse. None of them will be able to shift to save themselves or heal regularly. The system only allows them to change forms once a month, in a quarantine cell, just enough to keep them alive. Many of the penal colonies are on planets where magic doesn't work or doesn't work well even without the implants. The environments are always harsh and usually poisonous outside of the enclosures.

It seems cruel until I think of the children sold into similar fates. Then I'm thinking, maybe it is fitting.

How is Christos?

Doing a little better, seeing those who wronged him brought to justice. Especially Chanur. But the news of his parents willingly being part of selling him... that's going to take time to get over. Skye said as he briefly confirmed Kwill was still actively speaking with Christos. Kwill is explaining exactly what will happen to Chanur and King Socrates, Christos knew no more than I did.

The platform was now empty, the remaining prisoners translocated to high security holding cells.

"Will Christos please come forward," Serat announced.

"I'll come with you," Skye said standing to help Christos back down to the platform. When they reached illuminated stage, Skye cautiously stepped back hoping that Christos would be able to stand on his own.

"Christos, as is our tradition, a prisoner is selected by the newly bonded prince for pardon. However, in your case a pardon is not required as we discovered deceit and treachery in the charges brought against you. All charges have been dismissed and your record wiped clean. You are completely exonerated of any crime," Serat announced.

"And yet young cub, my son did choose you and as such we are responsible for your future," the Emperor said. "Let it be recorded that Christos is now officially adopted into house D'Or Drakken. While he cannot be in line for the throne, he shall enjoy all other rank and privileges of being my son."

Christos dropped to his knees in tears and looked to Skye in confusion. "I don't understand."

Argos came down and knelt before Christos, lifting his chin and looking into his eyes. "You are family now. You must get well so we can move forward with your education and get you settled into your new home. Skye and his brothers are your brothers. They will help you. Welcome my son," Argos said quietly then finished with a kiss to Christos's forehead. "Skye, please make sure Christos returns to the medics. You can then join us for lunch."

The chimes sounded indicating that court was dismissed. Skye helped Christos to his feet then turned to help him out when he felt Garrett's mental chuckle tingle down his spine.

Good thing you're getting over your aversion to bedding brothers dragonling, Garrett said with an ear to ear smile.

I have no intentions of 'bedding him', I just want to make sure he's cared for, Skye objected. How can he even say that? He knows how I feel, he knows there are already too many men in my love life.

Skye, please... yes you feel sorry for him and think he's way too young for you - but your magic called him and he's more than a little attracted to you. Even if he is barely up to walking.

I am not even going to argue with him. Skye told himself as he escorted Christos out of the great hall. He found Feired and several of the Imperial Guard waiting.

"We're to take Prince Christos back to the medics," one of the guards said stepping forward.

"Feired, please go with him. I want one of us with him at all times. I'll talk to Devroe and let the others know," Skye said and then catching Feired's attention. Let them guard him, but he's family now, one of us. Take care of him.

Yes Your Majesty, Feired responded with a bow.

• Scene 9 *

Skye sat down at the elaborate table and put the napkin in his lap. This would never have been what he imagined as 'light lunch with in-laws'. Actually, he was still trying to come to terms with having in-laws. Guess that term doesn't even exist here... I'm just their son and they're my parents and that's it. Damn but this place is intimidating. Skye looked around the 'small dining room' which was bigger than some houses back home, that it was set for four people just seemed like a waste. Garrett said this is where he grew up eating lunch whenever they stayed in the city. Skye thought back to when his grandparents had taken them to North Carolina and toured Biltmore. This was more elaborate than their breakfast room, for sure. Grandma would have loved to see all this, Skye thought sadly.

"Are you feeling well Skye?" Argos asked with a look of concern.

"A little overwhelmed at times but I'll be fine," Skye answered.

"We confuse you," Darius said as he thanked the server filling his glass.

Skye debated whether or not he should agree but Argos answered for him.

"Of course we do. It took me years to adjust and understand the laws and even worse: the politics and games. Skye, nothing is simple and certainly nothing is as it appears," Argos said.

"Sir, I was told to pour you Nectar. Would you like something else?" the server asked.

"No, that will be fine." Skye turned back to Argos. "Was there something I should have picked up from this morning?"

"If so, I missed it too," Garrett said.

"If I may... why did you 'adopt' Christos? It seemed a little over the top. You could just as easily have taken him in, made sure he was cared for, given an education without that," Skye said.

"Sure, that's true. But this frosted their balls, sort of like rubbing their nose in their own shit," Darius said with a laugh.

Okay... that was very un-Emperor like Garrett. Skye said to Garrett.

No, it is very much like Father - most people just don't get to see him gloat.

"I don't understand sir," Skye said.

Darius laughed again. "Politics. Many of the species stick to their own and believe their ways are superior. But they have also gotten soft, they're so worried about dying out that they don't punish bad behavior. Kill someone and you get a lecture and a smack on the hand. Gradually, they are all coming under the jurisdiction of the Empire Courts so we can fix it. They still try and keep as much off our radar as they can, and that's why you get scum like Socrates."

Guess we're not going to mention the fact that they were supported by citizens of the Empire - dragons no less... Skye thought.

"There's also a pecking order that gets in the way," Argos said.

"Very true, once upon a time, the werewolves were the beasts to fear. Especially on Earth. They prospered and they spread like the plague, only kept in check by the vampires. That's when the dragons had to step in and protect the humans. It came as quite a surprise to the werewolves to find out there were shifters much more powerful than they were," Darius explained.

"It is still a sore point," Argos added.

"We were perhaps a less enlightened race ourselves. Our scientists experimented on the werewolves and created many of the other were- species. Just so you know, humans are not the only ones to have committed atrocities in their past. The werewolves became less important, the were- daggers were substantially more powerful and dangerous, not to mention smarter. The were-lions were much better at politics, and the panthers and cougars more accepted. Over time, the were-lions have done their best to take control and consider the others to be beneath them."

"And the others let them?" Skye asked in disbelief.

"They didn't care, considered it meaningless politics. Now they see the trap they've fallen into. Though I and many others have warned them over the years."

"But what does this have to do with Christos?"

"Everything. Christos is a were-panther, according to their leaders, less than. But in truth, a were-panther is usually more intelligent, and clever. In a fight they may not have the brute strength but I'd bet on them any day. They disowned him, kicked him out of the clan and therefore, allowed me to adopt him into my wing. He is not only a royal, elevating him above all the clans, but he is also protected by the dragons. It also means he can mate with any one he damn well wants to! And as a prince, he's seen by everyone. Especially young impressionable were-children, fantasizing about their future!" Darius finished with a laugh.

"What Darius didn't say and you may not know is that were-clans are very protective and only allow matings within clans and usually by arrangement. That doesn't mean they 'can't' physically mate with others, they're not allowed to. They are completely human when not in animal form, so just as able to mate with other races, not just were-born. They've become a bit incestuous over time and we've been trying to encourage them to bring in others," Argos said. "They are slowly dying out. We don't have enough humans for them to take in and they turn their noses up at anything else. Elves are even worse and soon there won't be enough to worry about, just those damn nymphs. It would certainly help in the short term if we had more humans. You do know what they say, don't you Skye? Humans will mate with anything that lies still long enough," Darius said with a laughing roar.

"Darius!" Argos scolded.

Skye thought about his first few months of college... "No, he's right Argos. I've seen it myself. But can't the were-creatures turn other races as well?" Skye asked.

"No, just humans. Elves, magical creatures, dragi, macanni, they all get sick and usually die from a were-bite infection. For dragons, even in human form, it just pisses us off and makes us ill for a few days. If it's an adult with a dragon form, they usually shift and eat the biter. I enjoy that, it always comes as such a shock to them. But you gotta start at their feet, eat your way up so they know it's happening. Takes them long enough to die with how quickly they heal that you're usually up to their chest by the time they pass out or die. They're a little gamey and your stomach's upset for a day or so but the expression on their face is so worth it."

Skye felt his stomach flip. "You've eaten a werewolf?"

"Several, werewolves and were-lions. They didn't used to have the status they do now and were constantly causing trouble. No different than hunting any other wild game. The other were-creatures seem a bit smarter and steered clear. So having a were-panther as part of our family, just pisses off the other clans because why'd we pick a 'panther'? They boxed themselves into a corner and they know others will see and want to be like him, we'll get more cubs and kittens trying to be part of the empire - ignoring the clans and their rules."

"It's a slippery slope Skye. That's why the Queen was so upset. The same thing is happening among the elves. No longer having their own court or jurisdiction means they become more and more a part of the empire at large. They can't keep their isolation. More young elves will meet other non-elves, fall in love, and move on," Garrett said.

Please tell me I don't have to eat a werewolf, Skye said to Garrett.

You don't. Unless you stay in dragon form for an extended period, you can eat when you're in human form. It takes a lot less food that way. Skye, it isn't that bad, the werewolf I tried was a little salty but I managed and he had a great ass. Besides I know a panther who's probably already looking forward to you eating him. Maybe you can let me know which one is better, panther or nymph?

Skye could hear and feel the glee in Garrett's teasing and really wanted to reach out and smack him. Unfortunately he couldn't see a way to do so without having to give a detailed account of why, and he was so not going there.

• Scene 10 *

Skye walked slowly, making his way back to the Empire Court. The guards were taking him a different way back to avoid the crowds. They said the morning session filled the Empire Court to capacity and they had turned thousands away. So far it looked like the afternoon session was drawing even more. Garrett had gone ahead to take care of something so it was just Skye with Jos and Fisk escorting. Wait, what's Dillon doing here? I'd know that ass anywhere.

"Jos, what's in this area?" Skye asked as he saw Dillon slip around the corner and disappear.

"These are the private offices and chambers for the assembly. The ones on this hall are for the more senior or more important members," Jos answered.

Well that's certainly interesting. May have to ask about that... Damn, I am not ready for this, it's going to be so dramatic and political and I've got to deal with the nymph. Sucks that I can't hide my reaction from Garrett, he knows I get hard just thinking about that guy. What am I going to do with a nymph? Wait, is that Jerrick coming this way?

"Your Majesty," Jerrick called.

Skye glanced around to see if anyone was looking or nearby and was surprised that they were actually alone. He grabbed Jerrick and kissed him soundly. "Fuck but I've missed you," Skye said while still holding Jerrick tightly.

"I've missed you too little sparrow. You headed back to Court?"

"Yes, how about you?"

"I'm on holiday today. So question, I have an appointment later today but I'll cancel if you say so. I was going to have my hair braided but I know you said you liked it like this so..."

"I like it both ways," Skye said taking a step back and looking at the coppery chiseled face, the lean body and reminded himself: 'hair', then looked at the long curly auburn tresses and smiled. "Braids don't get nearly as tangled when we have sex."

"Braids it is," Jerrick said stepping back.

"No, not yet," Skye pushed Jerrick into a side hall and gave a quick telepathic call to his guards to block the end. He pushed Jerrick against the wall, dropped to his knees and pulled Jerrick's pants down enough to find what he wanted.

"Skye! What are you doing? We're in public!" Jerrick objected in a panic.

"I'm so horny I could burst. I want to suck you - so if you're worried make it a quick one." Skye got out before he took Jerrick's swollen cock into his mouth and began to suck. Skye got an idea and gently reached out with his mind, imagining the things he wanted to do to Jerrick. He imagined sucking both nipples at the same time, then he pictured Jerrick on his knees, ass in the air as Skye pictured himself fucking him. It wasn't hard to imagine, given how he savored every memory. Jerrick began moaning and as Skye sucked he saw the darkening wetness spread on Jerrick's shirt, his mouth filling with Jerrick's pre-cum. Skye felt Jerrick's knees give out and used his own strength to hold him against the wall while he sucked. He felt the first anal orgasm ripple through Jerrick's body, by the time the second orgasm hit, Skye knew Jerrick was close to shooting his load. Skye intensified the pummeling of Jerrick's ass and imagined biting and sucking harder on his nipples then his mouth was filling with Jerrick's sweet cum. Skye drank it down and sucked and licked to get every drop before letting Jerrick slide to the floor.

"Father Dragon... what did you do to me?" Jerrick asked in a slur.

Skye made sure Jerrick's pants were in place as he felt Taleel approaching.

"Your Majesty, I was looking for Jerrick... What the... Jerrick, Jerrick are you okay? I was only gone a few minutes!" Taleel exclaimed kneeling beside his friend.

"He'll be fine. Though you may want to help him get a fresh shirt," Skye said standing and straightening his jacket.

"What happened? He looks sex drunk. He can't even focus his eyes!" Taleel said looking up at Skye.

"If you have time, you might want to let him fuck you when you get back to his room. It would make you both feel better."

"Skye, you know I don't do that," Taleel said in a low whisper.

Liar. You know damn well you enjoyed me and River. And if you weren't such a wuss, you'd enjoy Garrett. I can tell how bad you want to, and while I'd love to be the one. I can't right now. But Jerrick can and trust me Taleel, he's good, really, really good. I remember it clearly. Skye reached out with his mind and shared a vivid memory of what it felt like, having Jerrick take him, his hard cock sliding in and out hitting all the right places.

Taleel gasped and his eyes went wide.

"Yeah, so like I said you take care of him and I'll go back and deal with my own demons."

End Chapter 15

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