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It was the third day since Lelia Radofin Arconesta Crown princess of Ventalar has been taken from the castle by human soldiers and taken to their palace. She had been fed nothing in that time, the cell was bare stone except for some straw to sleep on and a bucket to relieve herself in.
This was not an acceptable way to treat a royal captive! Didn't these barbarians have a wing in the palace for political prisoners? She would be sure to tell her family the barbarity of these humans when they ransomed her back...though there had been a lot of soldiers storming the castle...maybe they had not gotten away. She would just have to hope she either got ransomed back to her family or a horde of Valk warriors who had taken the wolf shifting potion would storm the palace to rescue her.
The tiny newly established neighbouring human nation had attacked without provocation. These aggressive humans, that looked just like her own people but with strange round furless ears and no tails, just showed up out of nowhere and set up a kingdom next door. She hadn't even bothered to learn the name of their little country thinking it unimportant and that father would deal with them, and in no time at all they were at the gates using powerful magic to batter it down and storming the castle taking prisoners and looting everything.
She had tried yelling down the hall through the bars to get someones attention and that she shouldn't be in this cell but anyone who passed by just ignored her or gave her a scornful look.
She was dirty, and tired, and hungry, and just wanted a bath so as to be able to wash her dark hair and furry ears and fluffy tail. Miserably sitting in her cell hoping they didn't just intend to starve her out.
"My daughter Princess Aster was also of great contribution. A great leader for our soldiers. She should be rewarded."
Lelia Is slumped onto her knees. everything aches and she can feel the heat of his seed leaking out of her ass. Just too overwhelmed to even bother struggling anymore. And she really can't see what else they could do to her. At least a woman can't penetrate her like that.
A woman with the help of some innovative human magic, in fact, can penetrate her! Aster does that sort of thing all the time, she enjoys using magic to give herself a penis.
But that is not what Aster has planned for today. Her brother already took care of the public fucking and she had already had her fun while watching. What Aster had planned would degrade the princess even further, truly mark her as nothing but something they own.
She smiles and comes up to Lelia and almost tenderly holds her by the chin.
Aster hikes up her skirts and positions her crotch over Lelias face. "I am going to mark you like the bitch you are. You better drink up or I will have to punish you later~."
Lelia is rapidly learning that it can always get worse with these humans. She clenches her mouth and tries to struggle but the soldiers holding her there do not give her an inch.
Piss starts trickling out from Aster, landing on Lelia's face and hair and streaming down her body, her dress going wet and see-through from the piss so the crowd could see even more of the Valk girl.
Aster raises her voice to the crowd. "I am marking her in a way these dogs will understand. so when this event gets back to them they will finally learn our message. Your princess is our bitch. We own her. She is our toy to do as we please with now and so are all of you."
Seeing Lelia flinch while hot liquid splashes onto her face was very thrilling. Aster felt so powerful like this breaking in a new pet and watching her realise her place underneath Aster.
(He flinches and - he shouldn't cry, this isn't about him-
(He'd - tried, to swallow, when told to. Not that it had worked very well, then.
She has the gag, she couldn't even if she wanted to-.))
He's not feeling quite in the mood for the magic that would let him resume fully if he wished, but he touches himself absently.
Certainly enjoys the message.
Eventually, Aster is done and slaps the mess of a girl across the face hard. "Told you to drink up. All you wolf bitches are good for is breeding and pleasing us~."
She likes the way the ex-princesses skin turns red under where she slapped, expecting her cheek to bruise nicely later.
Soldiers dump the mess that is Lelia back in front of the Queen. The Queen looks down at her.
"Your father is dead. Your mother is in a dungeon, nice and far from any of those potions of yours some people tell me she's so known for. Your brother is my vassal in chains.
Wasn't sure what to do with all those cousins, but turns out some of my new neighbors will pay me quite handsomely for them! I'll just keep a few in reserve, in case I need them. To replace your brother, maybe, if he can't behave. Or maybe if I need him to replace you.
You're ours, and everything you ever had is ours.
And if anyone forgets that, they can think of you.
Take her away."
Shouts and cheers and whooping.
The soldiers drag her away, out through the halls again.
People stare. Laugh, shout suggestions and insults.
She is too out of it to really process anything at the moment. She ached all over and her face stang and she could still taste the human princesses...release and still feel seed dripping out of her ass. As well as the sensory overwhelming she had just been told her father had died. Her mind retreated to protect itself for now, letting herself be dragged away.
They take her to a different cell this time. Nicer, actually. Has a pallet and what looks like a sort of bathing area, a drain and more buckets and soap already present.
They take the gag out before throwing her inside and shutting the door.
Lelia is just sort of being nonresponsive for a good while. The last hour running over her mind over and over and over. sitting there in wet clothes for at least an hour shivering with shock. Eventually, she regains enough composure to actually start thinking clearly through what happened and starts to cry big heaving sobs. Nobody would ever want her now...ruined like this. Her father would never hold her and tell her everything was going to be all right again. Her brother was at the mercy of monsters like these as well. Nothing would ever be okay again.
He needs to think what to do.
Can't do much yet - is still chained to the wall, not that he would leave if he wasn't. (He'd do it and bring on punishment, just now, if only it might not be taken out on someone who wasn't him.) And then it depends if his Highness wants him.
His Highness, it seems, does not want him just now. A servant comes to unchain him. "Get out." He bows and gets out.
He thinks he can find her - knows where they probably put her, and he can listen in the halls to be more sure. He walks, quiet and unassuming and trying not to look too different from other times he's walked through the halls.
The halls do yield talking he can listen to. This means they also yield humans, excited and aroused by the show or by word of it. Someone beckons him aside, someone grabs his hair, someone pushes him into a wall, into an alcove, to his knees.
They finish. They'll mostly let him swallow if he begs nicely, so he doesn't need to take more time to clean himself up again.
He keeps walking.
There are guards today, but they - let him through.
He knocks on her door (it isn't locked. If she tries to leave - that's what the guards are for.)
She doesn't respond. She's gone quiet after crying herself out. If its one of the royals here to torment her they certainly do not need her permission to come inside the room.
"I'm Alesa, son of Galetha and Ethien. I'm the tribute from the elflands. May I come in?" He says it in his home language; she could recognize it from diplomatic interactions.
She doesn't really care right now if someone who isn't one the royals comes in. Or care enough to wonder why an elf was here. "Do as you wish..."
...He'll try coming in. If it looks like she'd rather be alone, he'll leave.
She sort of looks up at him then back down to the ground. She really should get out of those cold wet clothes and get clean but obviously doesn't have the motivation to take care of herself right now. Too wrapped up in her own head focusing on what happened reliving it over and over burning it into her mind. The satisfied face of the empress as she watched her be defiled prominent in her mind.
These people were monsters. Worse than any in any childhood story. And every commoner watching on in the audience cheering and jeering was no better.