Badge in Azure

The moon in the sky was shrouded by clouds, casting a shadow on the ground. The Wings of An Elf floated among the clouds. Eleanor and the Water Puppet were on it.

“Master sure is feeling nervous,” Eleanor said to the Water Puppet as she looked to the ground. Although the Water Puppet was able to move on its own accord, even completing complex tasks, it was still a puppet without a soul. With that said, the puppet simply remained silent behind Eleanor.

Eleanor sighed, the marquis she served was nothing like this when she knew him. He was a man exuding an air of maturity. Thinking about it at that time, she thought that a man like Saleen was probably better. He was a man without any signs of worldly corruption in him; a man still filled with the innocence of a young boy. While he was meticulous, even petty with a lot of things, he was little more than a lonely child, wandering to find his purpose in the world in the end.

Without any pressure from the outside world, Saleen would probably have been little more than a very, very, common mage; one who probably would not have even been able to break through the limits of grade-4.

“Do you think there will be a lot of trouble tonight?”, Eleanor asked the Water Puppet behind her.

“Yes,” finally, there was some answer from the Water Puppet.

“Indeed, it seems like there will be a lot work ahead of us,” Eleanor said while having the Wings of An Elf slowly glide around the palace. Her wounds had healed completely, but the fact that Saleen never visited her throughout her recuperation period, saddened her nonetheless. Then again, Saleen’s delivery of the Water Puppet made her insides feel fuzzy.

Cuisi sat gloomily on the steps in front of Saleen’s palace. His huge body blocked the way to the door entirely. His head hung low and his horns extended forward, casting a long shadow on the ground.

“Saleen,” Lex was dragged to the bedchamber by Saleen. She looked around and found the place to be humongous. The magical tower where she lived previously paled in comparison, and that made her feel rather empty inside.

“Lex, I know,” Saleen activated the magic array that infused the four corners of the room. Sounds from the bedchamber had then been completely cut off from the outside world.

“Not yet,” Lex took out her magic staff and chanted the words lightly. A huge void loomed across the bedchamber, wrapping her and Saleen inside.

“Why did you do that?”, Saleen never expected Lex to cast such a spell. His world turned pitch black within moments.

Saleen had his countermeasures ready. His Elemental Eye opened slowly. His vision extended by more than three yards, enabling him to see that Lex’s hands were behind her back, sliding inside her clothes to unfasten the belt behind her. Belts of mages all had their clasps placed in the rear. Lex was embarrassed, so she cast a harmless void. She however, never expected that Saleen’s Elemental Eye enabled him to see still, even with such a high level spell cast on him.

Saleen’s chest tightened all the sudden. Lex had no idea that he could still see. The feeling of peeking at someone in the dark stoked his desires, amplifying them to very dangerous levels. He suppressed his urges forcefully and merely looked on, afraid that she would be alarmed.

Lex, a sorcerer and a Princess of the royal family, was embarrassed.

Lex took off her clothes, revealing a skin-tight robe he made for her. She whispered, “Saleen”.

“Yes,”

“Come here,” Lex turned to face Saleen. The spell was of a level greater than her own. If any outsider were to barge into the palace, they would not have been able to detect their location, unless said intruders were grade-9 sorcerers. Lex felt rather proud of herself. Although Saleen was rendered blind for the moment and she herself was not able to see anything, she felt great. The space between and around them turned smaller and more personal, just the two of them, all alone.

Saleen took two steps forward, touching Lex’s shoulders. There was a magic array at her collar. This was an equipment he personally crafted. With a single light touch, Lex’s skin-tight robe fell off her body instantly.

Lex felt a chill all over her body. She began to tremble, but she took half a step forward and fell into Saleen’s arms. It was only then, that she found that Saleen was wearing nothing himself.

Saleen looked at Lex’s face and smiled in the void, asking deliberately, “Lex, so where is the bed?”

“You are so dumb!”, Lex said while holding Saleen tight, “Hey mage, where is your Water Shield?”

Saleen’s chest lightened completely as Lex finished asking. He cast a huge Water Shield, a bubble with a diameter of more than three yards, enveloping him and Lex within. Both of them floated in the middle of the bubble, under the effects of the spell.

“Saleen. I think, I really, really, love you,” Lex said as her hair began to spread out within the Water Shield bubble. It looked like a blooming flower.

Saleen lead Lex to lay down slowly, floating in front of her. He lowered his head and kissed Lex. A line of tears formed in the corner of her eyes. Saleen’s kisses trailed down her neck eventually coming to the tips of her breasts. Lex had never felt such ecstasy before. Her body arched, like a fish leaving the water.

Lex’s fair silhouette contrasted sharply against the endless, pitch black void, shining ever so clearly and brightly.

“Saleen!”, Lex was not able to resist her urges anymore. Recollecting those magical images from books, she flexed her hip and adjusted her angle, coiling her slender legs around Saleen’s waist.

Saleen’s experience seemed bland and empty under such a move. He held her against himself forcefully. Lex cried out in pain and fulfillment, her face contorted in sweet agony, as he began to move inside her.

Mages were immune to feeling very strong sensations of pain. Lex, wanting to know how such moments felt to normal people, refrained from using any magical treatments and assistance.

Looking at Lex’s expressions, Saleen began to feel a tinge of pity for her. He almost wanted to stop, when Lex moaned, “Saleen…”

Lex’s voice sounded like trembling strings, and his heart trembled along with the resulting vibrations.

“Lex…”

Muddled, unintelligible words struggled out of Saleen’s throat. As he bent and held Lex in his arms, he came to realize that this was exactly what she wanted — happiness with accents of pain in it.

At that moment, Lex was no viscountess, nor was she the heiress of the Grukos. She was his wife.

“Saleen, my liege. You, are my everything!” She thought to herself.

As his urges softened, Saleen picked Lex’s upper body up and held her tight. He reached out to feel every bit of Lex’s softness and gentleness, a yearning for him exuding from her very being.

Lex’s sense of embarrassment dissipated into thin air within that one whole hour. She coiled around Saleen like a snake. She came to know every inch of Saleen’s body, and every detail of his movements, before realizing she had. In that pitch black darkness, this man was such a warm gentleman.

“Hngg…”, Saleen moaned eventually reaching his climax. There was no worry of any presence of danger within the Water Shield. Lex felt a gush warmth rushing into her, before realizing what had taken place.

“Ahh!”, she moaned lightly. Her body flexed, as she pulled at Saleen’s arms and turned over, holding onto him like she was going to choke him, and planting her face onto his chest.

She was not able to see anything, and did not know that Saleen was able to see. The familiarity of their two bodies had her relaxed completely.

Her body did not hurt much, apart from the initial stimulus. Lex had come to instead yearn for that feeling. Her hand slid beneath and took Saleen in her handt, feeling him wet, yet sturdy and hard still.

“Shall we, continue?”, Lex murmured in Saleen’s ear.

“No care for what is happening outside then?”

“No care at all. We are married. The day is ours,”

“But, it’s best to treat it,” Saleen said as he pressed his hand to Lex’s lower abdomen. Restorative Water seeped through her skin. As the sensation of warmth flowed throughout her body, her urges somehow intensified.

The moon outside the palace shone bright. Cuisi sat on the steps, with one whole regiment of soldiers on guard outside the door. Cuisi felt the presence of a shadow from the corner of the wall all of a sudden, and a wisp of life sign made itself known.

“So, an assassin who managed to made it pass the army then? Too bad you ran into me.” Cuisi pretended that he detected nothing, stood up and walked to the other side of the garden. His hand took hold of his extremely long weapon, a sixteen yard long whip, as he turned.

An assassin intending to slip past a supreme demon had to be a professional of rank no lower than grade-9, and it had to be someone who specialized in assassinations. Cuisi’s level was getting stable, and the demon’s detection of life signs was beyond razor-sharp. This talent was exactly how low-level demons managed to evade attacks with intentions to kill from high-level demons. Without such a talent, no living being on the demon plane would have ever been able to escape subjugations from devils.

Cuisi’s level was comparable to a grade-8 human professional, and somewhat stronger than that if his strength was to actually be measured. Damages that proved fatal to humans were nothing more than insect bites to demons. With the exception of a gouged-out heart and a blown-off head, injuries on a supreme demon, however severe, would have recovered bit by bit.

Without magic or divine healing, no human would have ever been able to be so physically fearsome.

Dark clouds moved again in the sky. Cuisi thought for a bit, before taking a few steps east. The assassin would be within reach at such a distance. The dark clouds above were the work of the Water Puppet. Eleanor and the Water Pupet were watching high above in the sky. The eyes of elves were able to clearly see the flora on the ground even at such a height, which was more than a thousand yards above ground.

Eleanor was about to break out her Seven Nights longbow, when the Water Puppet reported behind her, “That demon detected the assassin.”

“How do you know?”, Eleanor lowered her hands. Her attacks may have been eerie, but she was no match for Cuisi at close combat. The bodies of elves, after all, were not even superior to humans’.

“I possess most of Saleen’s skills, including his eyes.”

“I can kill that assassin with just a single arrow. Why are you stopping me?”

“Saleen told me to keep you safe. According to my analysis, Cuisi will not let the assassin into the palace. There is no need for you to act. Should there be a need for action, one Elf Space Arrow from you and one Crystal Finger from me will be enough to stop a grade-9 professional,”

Eleanor smiled, “A grade-9 professional huh? Grade-9 professionals would never attempt to sneak into the palace. If the assassination attempt fails, the individual in question will be surrounded by three magical towers, and even a grade-9 professional would fall under such an onslaught. Those who would commit such an assassination are those that never thought of making it out alive.