Vaid Empire: Conquest

Vaid Empire: Conquest

is a massive fantasy series that aims to mix

erotica

with the quality of a published novel. New chapters and artwork are released every month absolutely free, with the completely optional possibility to receive early access. The Series focuses heavily on worldbuilding, story, and characters.

The world of Ayphieal is shattered and chaotic, with kingdoms and tribes of six distinctive races vying for territory amongst themselves. It is only when a young human warrior finally pushes back against the chaos that the world begins to shift towards order.

***

5th of Silla, 10 AVE.

Kingdom of Kinia, Near Taroi.

Cheers erupted from the legion nestled along the beach as several ships made landfall, their ramps lowering to the sand. They had finally left Argin behind, placed under the command of a new High Lord firmly loyal to The Empire.

King Foin began to descend the ramp of the lead ship, reaching back to hold the hand of his Concubine Queen Enalia. Together they reached the beach, immediately kneeling before Dominax as he stood before them.

"Your holiness, we are honored to bow before you." Foin said in reverence before his ruler allowed him to stand. Ten years of life as a eunuch had clearly made their effect upon the once eager and fit young man, for his now mellowed eyes gazed to Dominax from a face far fatter than the formerly slim king. A long robe of deep crimson concealed his slightly rounded form, while he squeezed his Queen's hand with fingers lined with delicate gold rings.

Dominax squinted with concealed disgust at the castrated king, yet his expression softened at the sight of Enalia. The Concubine Queen appeared just as beautiful as the day she was presented to him, her lithe and alluring body wrapped in a thin skirt and wrapped top. Her legs were concealed by skintight stockings that stopped halfway up her feminine thighs, a style slowly becoming more common as the population of The Empire experimented with the resilient material of chimira silk. Her brown hair was held in neat braids, holding patterns that were more intricate than in their prior meeting. She blushed as he took her hand from Foin's loose grasp, kissing it. "Welcome to Kinia, as I can truly say it's a pleasure to lay eyes upon you once more after all this time."

The result of their previous royal bargain marched loudly down the ramp to join his parents, the very heir to Foin's throne himself. Even at ten years of age the boy bore a striking resemblance to Dominax, causing Cendra to peer closer as she and Vixin stood at either side of their father.

"My lord, allow me to introduce you to Prince Fonax, heir to Domexia." Foin said as he brought the boy forwards, placing his hands on his small shoulders. He then leaned down. "Fonax, this is The God Emperor, King of Kings. When I am gone you shall serve him, yet until then you shall bow."

"Nonsense, let the boy stand." Dominax chuckled with a dismissive wave before his tone grew noticeably stern. "A being of value doesn't bow."

"Of course..." Foin replied with a hint of embarrassment as Dominax instead shook Fonax's small hand.

"Come, it is rare for royalty to meet royalty these days." The God Emperor said, guiding the boy to shake the hands of his daughters.

Even before Cendra's fingers touched Fonax's she felt an odd sensation in the pit of her stomach, only for her expression to harden as she realized his focus rested squarely on her chest.

"The boy will be safe amongst the legion, though there is much to discuss." Dominax said before turning to his daughters. "Escort Lady Enalia and Prince Fonax to their quarters, my flowers."

Dutifully Cendra nodded, taking the lead while Dominax and Foin waited upon the shore. The soldiers were enthusiastic about the arrival of Domexia's royal family, yet the supplies being unloaded from the fleet truly held their attention. Since leaving Argin they had made their way across the northern border of Kinia, taking the towns and villages between the two great cities as they marched towards Taroi.

"I take it you've received my gifts?" Foin asked as they watched a second fleet of only three ships slowly approach.

A smirk appeared on his lips as he folded his arms. "Indeed. They were quite beautiful, even more so now that they've fallen pregnant. A true shame you weren't able to use them."

Foin tugged at his sleeve with a grimace. "Better to put them to some use...I suppose."

The second fleet plowed into the beach, preparing to lower their own ramps as the royal pair prepared to greet them. Yet as the ramp hit the sand, Dominax filled the final moment of semi privacy with a statement. "Fonax has grown well, Foin. He shall one day be a king of true worth, and for that you should feel honored to have raised him."

Princess Elmia of House Gala, daughter of King Galis of Cendia disembarked, bowing before her ruler as a boy of her own followed closely behind. "My God Emperor, King Galis sends his regards. He only wishes that he could have spared more supplies."

Dominax took her hand, guiding her to rise to her feet as he assessed her. With straight black hair cut at chin length, her curvy body was just as alluring as the day she had been bound and bred. What a specimen she had been, begging Xenia to torment her as he filled her womb.

Xenia...

"To see the beautiful result of his seed is apology enough." Dominax replied, receiving a devious smile as she clasped her hands behind her back. The tight tunic concealing her wide hips ended several inches above her knees, revealing much of her womanly thighs. The chimira silk fabric was a far more appropriate display of quality for a princess than the barbaric rags she had once worn, displaying every detail of her toned midriff through the nearly skintight material. "We'll discuss his progress in the east momentarily, though this must be Prince Galis The Younger."

The boy peaked around from behind his mother, a clear combination of both his grandfather and Dominax.

Elmia chuckled as he remained behind, holding to her leg. "Apologies, your holiness. He warms slowly to strangers."

Disappointment tugged at the corner of Dominax's mouth. "Is he aware?"

"Of..." she began to say, her eyes gesturing from her ruler to her son in a way that caused Foin's lips to slightly part in realization. "No, my lord. Just as you've requested."

The God Emperor nodded in response. "That will suffice for now. Come, we'll leave the men to unload your ships, as I'd have us delve directly into the business at hand."

***

Cendra and Vixin strolled slowly through the camp towards their father's command tent, having left Enalia and Fonax in their personal quarters. Cendra hardly acknowledged the men and women bowing as they passed, nor the sneaky glances of desire shot towards the two princesses. A single thought consumed her mind, blocking out the world.

"That boy seemed so...familiar."

Vixin giggled at the statement, each of her steps carefully displaying an elegant seduction that she had quickly come to enjoy. She could sense the arousal of the surrounding warriors, their lustful gazes studying her. "Of course he did."

A scowl broke out across Cendra's pretty face at the sound of her sister's alluring voice. "Oh? Care to fill me in?"

"You weren't able to sense his paternal bond?" Vixin said, smirking at a soldier that clumsily hurried to bow, only to slip in the mud.

"No Vixin, unfortunately for some of us, we don't receive expert training directly from father." Cendra fired back, folding her arms.

Clearly seeing her sister's genuine anger, Vixin eased compassion into her typically smug tone. "I...yes, I'm aware. But surely you could sense it as clearly as I? There was NO mistaking who his true father is."

"He is King Foin's heir, is he not?" Cendra asked with remnants of annoyance. "Heir to House Feun?"

Vixin nodded, switching from a light smile towards her sister, to a smirk at the surrounding warriors. "Oh he is...though Foin is clearly not his father. No Cendra,

our

father sired Fonax. The spiritual bond between them is as clear as ours."

Cendra came to a stop, forcing Vixin to turn around and face her directly. "What nonsense do you speak?"

"Oh it's not nonsense, the signs are all there." She replied with a devious grin. "Even if you ignore the spiritual bonds, the boy looks EXACTLY like father! Poor Foin...he must surely be aware."

"Father has sired other children with slaves, of course, though not...

queens...

" Cendra said as she resumed walking, her silver eyes lost in thought. "Is he truly that powerful...to cuckold a king?"

"He takes any female he desires." Vixin replied with pride, biting her lower lip. She felt a sudden warmth in her belly, a feeling she put out of her mind as she continued to sway her hips.

Cendra recalled how the boy had stared at her chest, yet another sign as he shared their father's libido. The thought made her grimace. "Yes, and sometimes he takes women that do nothing but harm him."

The statement ripped Vixin's smile away, and she subconsciously lowered her eyes to the wet ground. "Cendra...please don't start this again."

"Don't want to talk about your mother? Fine."

Vixin took a cautious breath. "I was too young to know what she did to Briza..."

"Yet she must have told you at some point." Cendra quickly retorted, only to throw her hands up in exasperation. "But it matters little, as you're still

Xenia's

daughter."

Hearing her sister pronounce her mother's name with such hatred sent daggers through her heart, yet after a moment Vixin attempted to resume her seductive glances, using her false confidence like a mask. The very mask she had displayed during the trial.

The remainder of their walk passed in silence before they finally reached The God Emperor's tent.

***

Dominax, Foin, Enalia, and all four of the royal advisors stood around the round stone table that sat in the center of the command room, with only Clin and Salduin glancing towards the fabric door as the two princesses entered.

The Sword of Order sat upon the table, its otherworldly orb fused in its crossguard projecting the globe of Ayphieal just above the table's surface as everyone studied its details. With silent commands from their father's mind, the translucent image homed in on Kinia, focusing directly on Taroi.

Cendra knew she could never grow accustomed to the strange powers of the orb, yet a kind smile from Clin broke her from her thoughts as she neared the table. Vixin found her way to the other side, standing as close as possible to their father.

"

No improvement?"

Clin whispered to Cendra as Dominax pointed to an area several miles from Taroi's walls.

"We currently rest here, yet as we proceed-" Dominax explained.

Cendra shook her head, leaning close to the blonde warrior. "

I just...can't forgive her..."

Clin nodded in understanding before putting a comforting hand on her shoulder, though as he returned his attention to the meeting, she could see the unmistakable expression of sorrow in his eyes.

"Taroi sits upon a high hill, your holiness..." Elmia stated. "I fear our men may be slain before we can even get close."

Clin glanced at Prince Galis as the boy continued to cling to his mother's thigh. "Should he be present for this? We could escort him to your personal quar-"

"No man will touch my son." Elmia interrupted as politely as a veiled threat could sound before caressing Galis's black hair. "He'll stay with his mommy."

Dominax released a dismissive grunt. "The boy will have to learn eventually. In any case, I believe we've discovered the solution to your concern, Lady Elmia."

With a gesture from his ruler, Hesin cleared his throat behind his mask. "We've managed to pry the location of a hidden tunnel leading directly under Taroi's walls from a pair of scouts."

"What leads you to believe we may trust the word of the enemy?" Foin inserted.

Dominax stroked his pointed beard with a satisfied smirk. "They've spoken the truth. Make no further mention of it."

Foin lowered his head nearly imperceptibly before Hesin resumed his explanation. "The specific details of the tunnel's location will be provided before we march, yet there should be no indication that we know of its existence."

"We'll attack Taroi in two days' time." Dominax began. "The main force will hit the city walls directly, a completely ordinary assault. Yet I shall lead a secondary force through the tunnel to attack them from inside, allowing us to open the city gates."

"If all goes to plan, Taroi will fall before they've realized what happened." Hesin finished.

Clin straightened up, removing his hand from the princess's shoulder. "I shall gladly lead the main force in your absence, my lord."

Dominax nodded. "Very well. Then we finally fall to the subject of King Galis." He said, allowing his gaze to fall upon Elmia.

"My father has obeyed your instructions, your holiness, and will soon march on the city of Sladi."

Salduin released a low breath. "Our scouts tell us that Prince Alrin has personally fortified Sladi in preparation. If the royal army truly occupies the city...reinforcing Galis should be our top priority."

"Indeed." Dominax said before returning his attention to Elmia. "Send a message to inform him that he shall wait until a supply of legionaries reaches him."

"Yes, your holiness." She replied with a bow.

Dominax's expression hardened. "Very well, we're finished here. You are all dismissed. Prepare yourselves, for the coming days shall test your worth."

The group bowed before one by one they began to depart from the tent. The globe vanished as he lifted the sword, returning it to its sheath before he found himself nearly alone. Only the presence of Enalia remained, having held back while the meeting room drained.

"You have something more to say?"

She nodded, seeming to glance around the empty tent before approaching. "Yes, my lord, though only a simple request. I ask that you meet me near the Korta tree after nightfall, just beyond the camp perimeter to the east."

Dominax continued to study her, expecting more.

"I cannot speak further, yet I assure you that the walk will be more than worth your time."

"My time

is

valuable, little Enalia." He replied, yet curiosity remained in his eyes.

"Please, your holiness, I would not make such requests if I didn't believe it would be of interest to you."

After a moment of consideration Dominax granted her a nod. "You had better be right, though I shall indulge your request."

Enalia's eyes filled with noticeable relief. "Thank you, my lord, you shall not regret this." She said before leaning in closer to whisper. "

For after all, a seed grows best in the fertile soil of a rainforest."

With little more to say she quickly departed, leaving Dominax with an intrigued smile.

***

With sunset arriving and passing, Dominax made his way through the camp. Armorless and hood pulled over his head to conceal his silver eyes, he stood no more in contrast to the surrounding men than any other soldier. He was nothing more than a white cloak amongst a sea of white, moving anonymously.

He made a mental note of the ease at which he remained hidden, to all besides the Truthseekers that followed. They kept their distance, yet if Enalia's intentions weren't entirely harmless, she may find herself surrounded by more than trees.

Distant cries of unknown creatures echoed quietly through the branches as Dominax moved through the rainforest, using the moonlight to navigate around the more unpleasant plants while sensing his surroundings. Dorian's teachings were having their effects, allowing him to gradually open his mind and feel the world around him. The vegetation felt more alive, deeper than it had before. There were animals lurking closer than he could have expected, invisible to the naked eye yet just as clear as though they stood before him. He stepped around an orange flower, sensing its intention to grab hold of him and never let go.

It wasn't long before the Korta tree came into view. Native only to Kinia, its massive arms jutted just above the tree line. Its smooth purple surface glistened in the night, the very source of the dye used in the banners of Kinia's royal family.

For a moment he remained still, listening to his instincts before he felt her. He turned his head, just in time to see the nude figure of a woman step out from behind the Korta. Her skin seemed to glow in the moonlight, every inch exposed aside from her tight black stockings that crept up her thighs.

"Enalia."

She approached, each step with the grace and beauty of a dancer as her hips swayed. "Yes, your holiness. I am pleased that you didn't have a change of heart."

"Not as pleased as I." He replied as his silver eyes traveled along her naked abs, up to her perky breasts. "Is this the purpose then? Another chance to seduce your God Emperor?"

"Not entirely." She said, finally sliding her hand over his chest. She felt his form through his one-suit, their skin separated only by thin chimira silk. "I've never forgotten the night you granted me my son..."

"Nor have I." He said as he placed his hands on her hips, remembering the moment years passed when he had filled her delectable body with his seed.

"I think of it often...in the moments I am left with nothing more than fingers and memories. Your holiness, I've waited for this opportunity for

far

too long." She said before biting her lip in visible lust. "I've come tonight...to ask for another baby..."

An insidious smile broke across his face, her fertile body in his arms. "Does Foin know of your intentions?"

She kissed his cheek. "My mate knows of my wishes."

"Then perhaps he'd like to watch." Dominax said, his warm breath tingling against her delicate neck. "I am generous with my vassals."

Enalia shook her head. "We have a mutual understanding, my lord. I shall attend to such business on my own..."

"Very well,

attend

." He commanded, sliding his hand to caress her asscheek. She released a breath, moving her hand downwards to feel his hardening erection through his suit. Carefully she opened the groin slit, allowing his manhood to slide out freely.

A slight moan escaped her lips as she felt his size, pressing it against her midriff. "Your holiness..."

Together they slowly lowered themselves to the ground, caring little about the mud as their attention remained firmly locked on the coming moments. He watched as she turned around, positioning herself on all fours as she practically whimpered in heat.

His cock pressed between her legs, feeling the warm loins of a female begging to be bred. She sensually swayed her rump, enticing him to take her.

"I

need

this...your holiness..." she muttered, rubbing her moist labia against his shaft.

Anticipation hung heavily around them, finally shattering in a deep groan as he began to push his cock into her needy vagina.

"

Ahhhh

...you're...

tight.

" He said, holding onto her hips as he hilted her.

She felt him begin to move back and forth, stirring her insides. "I've taken no one else..."

His silver eyes slightly widened. "Truly? All these...

aaahhh

...years?"

Enalia nodded, pushing back against his thrusts. "None. Only your divine cock...is fit to please me..."