Mage Revenge Pt 02

Thanks to :

AD&D for a world of spells & magic

Jack Vance, "Eyes of the Overworld" for being a source of inspiration for TSR & myself

Synopsis :

Set in an alternate reality, fantasy world. Alysa Ascanius, an Arch Mage whose diplomat parents were tortured & killed by Cantran clergy when she was a 12 year old child enacts revenge against the perpetrators decades later. She has started her mission to the Cantran capital with her small entourage supposedly as a diplomatic consul but she has another agenda.

Tags : FLR, femdom, loving wives, cuck, feminisation, fantasy, magic, combat

It's starts off slow but events cascade soon enough. Skipping chapters wont be useful, so reading sequentially from chapter 1 is recommended

There are no STD's in this fantasy world.

--

In the morning, my cock, pubic hair and groin were encrusted with our combined dried lubrication and ejaculate. We should have cleaned up immediately after making love. However Lyria magically cleaned us both, solving the problem. I missed being able to use spells and cantrips for the myriad of minor tasks that needed doing every day.

My orderly was waiting outside the tent as we had slept in and the rest of the camp was getting ready for our descent down the hills into the city and castle. Legionnaires were polishing their armour and leather bindings to parade at their best. I waved him away as I was bursting to piss and went over to the shallow latrine trench to relieve myself.

"Consul, Centurion Gantacus requests your presence."

"Tell him, I'll be there after a bite to eat. Chase up something for me to eat and a hot cup of cocoa."

"Of course sir," as he trotted off.

Lyria, emerged from the tent and came over to me. "Apologies consul, I was out of line last night," she said formally.

Jokingly, I countered with, "Lyria if that was the outcome of your being out of line, I hope you do it more often. Seriously, I understand that it must have seemed strange. This is the last we shall speak of the matter." I hugged her and smacked her behind to send her off to clean up. I could be bossy too.

Trartus, my orderly came back with a bowl of oats and a cup of cocoa. I took them and asked him to lead me to Gantacus.

"Gantacus."

"Consul."

He was seated on a small fold up stool with his weapons next to him. All soldiers on campaign had a weapon within reach at all times. He gestured to a large rock he had reserved for me with a towel laid over it. I sat and ate my oats. Even mages had at the very least a knife at hand too. Projecting a knife at speed with perfect accuracy was a deadly deterrent.

We had discussed likely scenarios for our arrival in Synessia and we had planned for similar protocol as used at other courts, but this was a special case and neither of us could be certain how events would proceed. The mage college, the king and his senior advisors had briefed all the senior members of the party.

We had assurances from the Cantrans that we would be safe and given diplomatic immunity. But they had said the same twenty years ago and the same king and the the bishop involved last time were the head of the state and clergy respectively. We had contingencies and code words to indicate various levels of danger. Kings often do as they wish in their own domain regardless of the consequences as they have total power and are used to wielding it. We planned to tread lightly to avoid irritating the cardinal or king, especially in public auditoriums. In private we would take a less measured but still cautious stance.

I had been given details and message protocols for contacting our spies here and all those Cantrans who had been charmed while they were in our court. And to determine if they were still compromised. Our local spies would also be aware of our arrival and would be expecting to brief us on the latest developments. This needed to be done soonest to arm ourselves with the latest knowledge that we could potentially use in initial negotiations. The magistra, king and marshall were very interested in hearing the latest developments with paladins and battlepriests. Lyria and I had been warned not to use any magic until we learnt what alarums if any the Cantran clergy had enacted in their castle.

We would be watched and reported on closely so we had to be very circumspect not to give away the identity of any local operatives. My urgent and primary goal was to embed the second plant in the castle's water supply. A natural spring in the lowest level of the castle. Once that was in place regardless of the outcome of our diplomatic mission, events would unfold inevitably. But better by far for them to be guided than happen randomly.

A secret contingent of fifty of our most experienced battlemages led by Minnerv herself were enroute behind us and would infiltrate the city and castle soon after we arrived. If events cascaded as we planned they may not be needed or at least not for explosive violence and mayhem.

We were planning to put Lyria in the castle kitchens on the pretence to learn Cantran recipes. Kitchens were often a rich source of gossip. As were servants who often saw and heard more than their masters expected.

None of our party other than myself know the complete plan, in case the Cantrans took the risk to kidnap and torture any of our contingent. Although, knowing the mind of Minnerv better than most, I was almost certain there were plans and contingencies that I had no knowledge of. And no one except myself knew of my plans for revenge on the once bishop, now cardinal.

It was likely their King would already be aware of our imminent arrival and presence close to the city. They knew we were coming and the approximate time. Probably we had been observed for the last few days. We hadn't tried to hide or take back paths here. A party of our size cannot sneak around like a small group. He would surely have an escort to lead us in. Protocol would be up to them and it was likely the king would keep us waiting for a day or two after we arrived in the city and make our presentation at court a major event and formal occasion and likely an evening banquet. Whether we would be outside or inside the castle was up to him. We were unsure of where our soldiers would be garrisoned. Given the circumstances of our exit from the capital last time, we didn't expect them to be stationed inside the castle and to be watched closely. We were flexible. Once we decamped this morning we would be on display for Cantra to see and judge. We planned to relax and disarm them by having no mages officially in our delegation.

"Any changes or new thoughts now we are here consul?"

"We have to see what they have planned and react after that. They seemed genuine enough to want to meet and reopen a consulate and restart trade negotiations. According to our spies not much has changed since our last efforts here but that is old information, months out of date. The clergy may be a problem and they likely think of us as godless pagans or heathens that dabble in heretical magic and this could potentially cause problems. Depends on how greed tempers their sensibilities. We have a great deal to offer them, more than they to us. Our empire is rapidly expanding, theirs has been stagnant for the last two decades. They have several contested borders and resistance from most of their surrounding states. They are not well liked. There have even been some minor uprisings inside Cantra due to their high taxes and rigid control. They squash any resistance brutally which doesn't endear them to the general populace or regional lords. They have problems but are still in complete control and apart from us, are the most powerful empire on the continent. We mustn't underestimate them."

"What time will your men be ready to leave?"

"Give us another 3 hours to be presentable and we can head off, say around midday."

"It's possible they might try to provoke us to see our response. The men must stay in line unless I order otherwise. Unlikely, but after last time we need to be ready for anything. All the women will be staying for you initially until I see how the winds blow. And be ready to leave at a moments notice, know where the horses are stabled and keep weapons, water and rations ready to go. Brief Lyria, as she will be vital in the event of any catastrophe but likely to be stationed with the cooks or nearer to me. We will be closely watched and there must be no hint of any mages with us. Surely they will have taken some precautions after we embarrassed them previously."

Gantacus was ignorant of much of the labyrinthine plans about to unfold and I felt the burden of responsibility to keep everyone safe. I recalled the words of one of our ancient sages - "You are but a leaf blown on the winds of great change." I am starting to think I might be such a leaf.

===

The legionnaires were all in their mounted version of combat armour in splinted mail armour with metal plumed helmets, greaves, etc. All polished with shields bearing the Monagon crest.

The signifer leading, followed by Gantacus, then myself, the assistant consul, our scribe, then the legionnaire squads, 3 abreast, headed by their decurions. The merchants, then the engineers and medic seated with the horse handlers and our wagons trailing at the rear.

We rode down the widening road through the outskirts of Synessia until we arrived and stopped before the massive outer wall gate.

A paladin officer by the look of his armour marched over to us with a squad of soldiers in similar but less elaborate armour.

"Stand fast, state your name and purpose," he shouted loudly, trying to look and sound impressive.

"Gantacus nudged his horse forward, exactly level with the signifer holding our standard and spoke in a moderate but clear voice, "I am Gantacus Lullius, centurion, escorting the Consul Alwyn Locantus, Baronet of Acasia, representative of Crastus Agrathus, King of Monagon."

It sounded pretentious but that is the way of such things. The legionnaires behind us were completely motionless, armour gleaming and at parade mounted rest. The only movement were their horse's tails twitching.

"Centurian Gantacus, we have been expecting you and the Consul's party. Welcome to Synessia, capital of Cantra."

"Your soldiers and steeds will be garrisoned outside the city. We have prepared accommodations for them. They will follow the provided escort. You may proceed with the consul, consular officials and delegates, servants and any non combatants to their quarters in the castle proper. No mages are allowed inside the gates."

Gantacus glanced back at me and I nodded.

"Legionnaires, dis.. mount," he yelled. As one the legionnaires all dismounted to their left in military precision and stood at attention holding their horses reins.

Gantacus turned and rode down the lines of soldiers and spoke with the merchants, interns, orderlies, Lysia and Penyra and they rode forward stopping just behind me.

Gantacus returned to the Cantran officer, "The Consul will need his and the delegates belongings to come with him." We had prepared 2 of the wagons accordingly to separate the delegates and legionaires equipment.

"The King has ordered no soldiers are to be allowed in the castle, except for their commander. My men will take care of and transport everything they need."

Once all the protocols were sorted, our smaller core of delegates with our 2 wagons were escorted through the gate and towards the castle.

I was carrying my second plant in a small locked case with official documents and personal belongings.

The senior decurion was left in charge of the legionnaires and he led our contingent away escorted by a group of paladins.

===

We were met by the king's chamberlain at the main entrance to the castle with horns announcing our arrival. It seemed that they regarded us with at least some importance and provided some ceremony.

We were escorted to our well appointed rooms all in the same wing. A fleet of servants, all women overseen by a severe looking man, arrived to strip our wagons of everything and the wagons departed back to the legionnaires. Our orderlies designated what went where. Immediately we arrived at our rooms, a servant, male this time, informed us that refreshments were being served in an hour and the king's son, prince Maghin would be pleased to greet myself, Gantacus and the two senior merchants semi formally as an introduction to Cantra. Our orderlies were in small side rooms adjacent to each of us. Flowers, fruit and jugs of wine and water were in every room.

Lyria and Penyra had been escorted to a separate wing near to ours in far less luxurious circumstances. Myriana had remained with the legionnaires.

I had a quick wash to remove the dust from the road, my orderly fussing over me and changed my riding boots to indoor footwear. I left my weapons racked in the room. He brushed my hair and beard to look as groomed as possible and arranged my clothes as befitting a consul. I reminded the orderly not to let the plant out of his sight while I was away.

Merchants Canthus, Amanus and Gantacus were already outside in the corridor waiting for me as a servant escorted us to a waiting room outside where we were to meet the prince.

The chamberlain greeted us at the door and asked us to be seated around a table where a variety of wines in clear bottles and water, fresh fruit and cheeses were laid out.

Minutes later, a tall, well built, young man with a military bearing but wearing royal court garb arrived and we all stood to greet him following the lead of the chamberlain.

"Your highness, prince Maghin of Cantra, designated heir to the throne, Royal Commander of the Kings paladins, may I introduce Consul Alwyn, land merchant Canthus, naval merchant Amanus and centurion Gantacus." He nodded to each of us in turn in order of our seniority and we bowed as we would if greeting our own King. Gantacus returned a military salute.

He cut the chamberlain off, "Yes, yes, enough, now leave us, Pilans."

Pillans turned and left, hiding whatever emotions he was feeling regarding his brusque dismissal..

"Be seated, gentlemen, this is an informal meeting, I'm not one for grandiose ceremony, bowing and scraping, etc."

We were all surprised as we had expected the king's son and heir to the throne to be far more formal.

"Come, sit and partake." He promptly sat, poured a glass of red and grabbed some grapes. "I can recommend the red I am drinking but feel free to try any of the others. They are all amongst our best vintages."

If this was a ploy to disarm us, it was working well as we, even Gantacus, while wary, relaxed slight. However this was the king's son and I was mindful that we must be speak carefully, always keeping our mission in mind. The others were waiting for me to respond first.

"Prince Maghin, we thank you for your kind hospitality. It is an honour and we are excited to meet you and soon your father to discuss trade agreements and mutually beneficial friendship between our two empires."

"Just Maghin and leave the formal speeches for the king and cardinal. You have had an exceedingly long journey, rest and talk as serious discussions will come soon enough."

"Merchants Canthus and Amanus, I look forward to trying your best wines. I hope they survived the journey unscathed. Gantacus I look forward to jousting and sparring you and compare notes on our military experiences. Alwyn you have a soldier's bearing, you might like to join us."

And so it went, we spent an hour or so swapping anecdotes and tasting excellent wines with Maghin. He was intelligent and personable. For such a young man he was experienced beyond his years in worldly knowledge. Here was someone we could work with. I was realigning my expectations and hoped that others were as open and friendly as the prince.

We went back to our rooms, late afternoon as the sun sank. There was a minor banquet planned for tonight in our honour with many merchants and minor nobility. A meeting with the king and cardinal in two days time. In between, starting tomorrow there were a series of tours and local visits around the castle and environs during the day to get to know important people and Contra better.

I needed to initiate contact with our spies before my meeting with the king and cardinal. I left Gantacus to deal with the legionnaires and their garrison's details. The merchants wanted to explore the city by themselves and they asked to be taken to the merchant's guild. I told Gantacus to go to a certain tavern by any means necessary or to get a decurion to go and ask if they sold Minichon ale to the owner. This was signal to our spies that I had arrived and needed to speak urgently. Then I just had to wait until they could organise a secure and private meeting.

Paladins were posted outside our doors at all times and we were limited to moving about freely on our own. Understandable or at least for now. I checked on the status of my plant. Near the windows getting fresh air and sunlight.

I asked my intern to try to get Lyria a position in their kitchens as soon as possible tomorrow. And to make discrete enquiries where their water spring that supplied the castle with fresh water was located. As well as ask as many questions as possible and just be generally inquisitive.

An hour after sunset, a male servant asked at the door if I wished any female company tonight and he would organise someone for me. Naturally I agreed as it was a way to speak to a local woman without any men around.

===

"Hierphan, you were right. They were easily fooled. I played my part as an easy going prince and they fell for it completely."

The prime cardinal spoke. "Don't be too confident, Maghin. They are far from stupid and I expect them to have sent some of their best people. At least they have sent none of their witches this time. They are an affront to our holy god and must be cast from this world."

"Continue to appear as you have today. We are watching every person and their legionnaires. Try to befriend their centurion and learn as much as you can of their military intentions and tactics. Find any weaknesses we can exploit. Ensure they are deceived as we discussed to hide the capabilities of our paladins and battlepriests. Be open and friendly but tell them as little as possible."

"Be at the banquet tonight and fete them, get them to drink and maybe they will divulge things they shouldn't. I doubt we will be so lucky. We will offer our most talented and freshest castle sluts to sleep with everyone from tonight forward and they will try to extract information too. A man, especially an older man will brag about his prowess and secrets when a young woman praises him and asks the right questions."

"Well the sluts are useful for one thing at least."

"If you find anything important tell me immediately before our meeting with them in two days time."

"Of course. And please excuse me I have a slut waiting for me to abuse before the banquet."

The cardinal left and Maghin's servant dragged in a naked young woman with a collar around her neck and a metal chain linked to it. She showed signs of recent beatings and was scarred and bruised all over her body. She had large rings through her nose and nipples and a slave brand on the side of her hip and tattoos elsewhere. She looked malnourished. She immediately dropped to her knees in front of Maghin.

"Master how may I please you."

"Look at me slut."

She looked up and he kicked her in the face. Her nose immediately started to bleed and as she cried in pain. Her open mouth was missing her front teeth top and bottom.

She fell back from the sudden violence. "This slut thanks you for punishing her master."

He pulled out his penis and started to piss on her face. She tried to drink as much as she could but he deliberately varied his aim to avoid her mouth. Her hair and body were dripping with his urine. His boot pressed her face onto the floor when she didn't respond quickly enough.