Anduin's third marriage was a tad different than the previous ones. The differences started with the surroundings. In the months since his marriage to Valeera, almost all buildings in the whole cathedral district had begun to be torn down. Those that still stood unchallenged either had historic value or were used as houses while the massive renovation took place. Many changes were already visible, such as the large church that gave the district its name having two massive, halfway completed wings added to it, as well as multiple giant towers.
The speed at which these things progressed was remarkable, although not entirely unexpected. Through the willing exploitation of their slaves free labour and the ingenious inventions of sexually satisfied architects and engineers, everything was coming along nicely.
In the future, the southern wing was to be dedicated to the current priesthood, which worshipped the Light in its new, perverted way. The northern wing, once completed, would house a new cult of the Shadow and its newly discovered uses for dominating pleasure, giving Stormwind balance in its newfound eroticism. The large centre would then be used for the new messes of Light and Shadow, giant orgies, sanctified by the Arch Bishop.
Omnius had been granted a vision by both of the cosmic forces and with it the power to wield Shadow and Light, in a very limited fashion, in duality himself. As would, in the future, everyone who had his position - as long as Anduin remained king. He was able to bestow two marks, which he gave to the two head-nuns of the newly formed sisterhoods. This formed the basis of the new Church of Stormwind.
In front of the cathedral had been, since the rebuilding of Stormwind, a large fountain. It had been entirely rebuilt, had been the most important project, and was thus the only thing currently finished. In the middle of a groove of purple-leaved trees, saved twigs of Teldrassil itself, was a large moon well. Reaching deep enough below the pavement for a grown man to sink in down to their chest, it was more of a pool. Despite this pool being so much larger and deeper, the water within was more potent than any other moon well in Azeroth, save only the private one near Anduin's quarters.
Constantly streaming out of a marble bow held up by statue of Elune, the falling water sparked with the light of the stars, the underside glowing in the silver of the moon, despite no magic having been worked on either. A constant confirmation of Elune's blessing upon this city and the statue representing her.
Only the finest artisans, male and female, had been allowed to work on the statue and they had studied the night elven form intensely, in sleepless sessions over many days. As such, Elune's stone-made avatar had the finest ass ever caught in stone, the firmest, perkiest tits that seemed to move in heavy and erotic breaths, the most attractive, erotically sighing face and the most detailed pussy any artisan could ever hope to show penetrated by a large stone cock, shaped after Anduin's own. Thus she kneeled there, riding that massive phallus, in middle of the moon well. Just like the water in the bowl she held above her head, there was a magical trickle of water between her legs that could only be explained the goddess approval.
Combined, all of these restructurings made for the first difference. The second was that he was standing on the altar with two girls at once. Xal'atath and Aclysia had both insisted to get this done as soon as possible and neither of them was interested in keenly observing human traditions. Which also reflected in the third difference, the choice of the wedding dresses.
Xal'atath had outright refused to wear white, while Aclysia had no love for satin or velvet. The result were two very interesting sets of clothes. Xal'atath was wearing a deep purple dress, a single, shoulderless piece that tightly hugged her breasts, creating a cleavage that always looked like it was about to spill over. While the dress from there on flew elegantly down to the floor, it was as thin as a veil and basically left her body to be seen by anyone.
Aclysia's 'dress' was cut from white leather and tailored by Fitz Skincutters, the fetish gear designer that had come to fame since Stormwind's Renaissance of eroticism. As such, it barely qualified as clothing. As a matter of fact, the top was just a bunch of leather strings up, below and between her breasts, connecting iron rings. A particularly large one tied it all together at her back, connecting that particular net to her bound hands, fixated shortly above her pants. Those only covered a bit of ass and their main feature were the dildo and anal probe sewn in, making every step a moaning cause.
Last, but by no means least, of the changes was that of the wedding ring. It was impractical for Anduin to keep adding rings to his hand, particularly as he almost never wore them. Everyone already agreed that Anduin could take as many wives as he wanted, so there was also no sense of him wearing a token of monogamy. No, what they did instead was, when they said their vows, Anduin taking collars and wrapping them around their necks.
All of his slaves, even the lowest ones, had such a collar, but where his queens had important tokens, such as Jaina's pendant of admiralship, or custom-made pieces from rare metals, Tyrande, Shandris, Maiev and Vanessa, whenever she was within Stormwind Keep, only got dog tags from simple iron.
"By the Light and the Shadow!" Omnius declared, raising both of his hands and summoning the powers in question. "I declare them husband and wife, master and slaves! You may now do with them whatever the hell you please!"
Everyone applauded the High King's third marriage. More than a few men using the asses of their worthless others (an idiom that commonly replaced significant other when referring to their slaves) rather than a second hand to clap. That was the only source of moaning for a moment, the orgy would not begin until Anduin gave the signal.
Normally he would climb on the altar with his new wife and brutally fuck her, but that wasn't exactly an option this time. Then he had the idea how to go about this. "My people, I will make this short, as my mouth will be occupied in a moment," he shouted out loud, pulling both the pale skinned queens of Stormwind close and groped their asses. "Enjoy todays abundance as you enjoy every day!"
