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 for free, with the completely optional possibility to receive early access on the official Vaid Empire Website. 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.

***

21st of Fonic, 17 AVE.

Kingdom of Harin, Great City of Visti.

Rain sprinkled lightly atop Visti Castle's rooftops. High upon a covered balcony, Irith reached out to feel the water running through her fingers. "Loyalists shall say the north wept for The God Emperor's departure. Others shall claim the world shed tears for the fall of Harin. Either way, it's a strange feeling to leave after so long."

Dominax gazed far into the distance towards the south, unable to see The Chimira. The vessel of The Creator hovered high above

his

throne, beyond the sight of the north. "Other aims require my focus. Harin may forever rest under my peace now."

Irith touched Arinax's shoulder as their son stood between them. Zela peered through the bars of the railing with a smile, ever curious. A pain touched Irith's chest, wondering what Enil would've thought of her children. "I find it odd to know I may never see these lands again. Perhaps that'd be for the best, for there are far too many echoes of the past here. I only hope we've done what's best for those that remain. We brought them a better future, didn't we, my love?"

Dominax nodded. "Have no doubt of that."

She hesitated. "Yet I've heard whispers of recent trouble in Pinni and Harkrin."

"A temporary setback that's been swiftly dealt with. Grant them no further thought." Dominax frowned in displeasure.

Irith's expression hardened. "I'm not a follower that must be talked down to. Speak plainly. I'm your mate, and I know what happened." She turned to him with searching eyes. "Why didn't you consult Clin and I?"

"If we're speaking plainly, state your accusation," his deep voice demanded coldly.

She covered Arinax's ears. "

Slaughter."

With a glance back at Zela to see the girl reaching out to play with the rain, she continued. "The citizens of Pinni and Harkrin rioted to prevent their Lords from kneeling to The Empire, and the legion cut them down when they resisted. By

your

order, no?"

Dominax pulled her hands from Arinax with disapproval. "Let the boy hear, for he'll have to commit the same horrid deed someday. Yes, I gave the order. A flicker of resistance shall ignite an inferno that'll be our undoing. I extinguished it. The survivors shall spread their tales as a warning to those that would wound my Eternal Peace." His tone offered no argument. "Mercy that permits chaos and disorder to consume the population is not a virtue."

"You acted without our counsel." Irith folded her arms.

"Would you have convinced me otherwise?" Dominax raised a questioning brow, and Arinax looked to his mother with confusion.

Irith bit her lip. "

I don't know

. Sometimes I wish the path ahead was a simple matter of good and terrible. The loss of many was always inevitable when striving to rearrange the world for the better, yet you can't expect me to stomach the details so easily."

"You'd need only to weep for them should I have permitted their resistance to spread. They can do no further harm now." Dominax met her with a solemn expression. "Clin shall hear rumors of what occurred, and in time, he'll come to understand. The man's counsel has many uses, though not in this. Not when a firm hand is required to act decisively to avoid destruction."

Irith nodded, feigning understanding as her stomach tightened with unease. As they stood in silence, she looked out across her former homeland, seeing The Empire in every direction. They had fought for this day.

He

had been the catalyst. Dominax had raised them from nothing, birthing an empire all because a young man had stood in the ruins of his world and decided enough was enough. Despite her misgivings, she couldn't help but admit her respect for her mate. Could such a man be wrong? Her worries remained.

"Leave your doubts in the north. The fleet departs in the morning, but tonight holds ample time for Arinax's training." He touched their son's shoulder, guiding him away. "Come, boy."

As Arinax looked to his mother with dread, Irith grabbed the prince's hand, stopping him. Dominax glanced back, in no mood to argue. Every instinct urged her to pull her son back to safety, yet she knew the defiance Dominax would tolerate had

firm

limits, even for her.

Her grip loosened. She saw Arinax's despair when she released him, feeling a motherly agony as she failed her son. Silently, she watched them depart.

"Mother? Are you hurt?" Zela asked when tears began to leak from Irith's eyes.

She quickly wiped them away, forcing a false smile as she picked up her daughter. "No, sweet girl. Mommy is fine." She brought her to the edge of the balcony once more, cautious of the drop below. "I'm merely excited to return home. Aren't you?"

The girl nodded joyfully, oblivious to the bloodshed that had torn the land around them apart.

45th of Fonic, 17 AVE.

Kingdom of Vaidrin, Near Arcia.

Waves lapped at the ship's hull as it cut through the river. Hesin leaned against the bow's railing to look down, watching the water writhe and swirl. The sound was soothing as he touched his mask, more exhausted than he had realized. The conquest of the north was at its end, and he allowed a satisfied smirk to creep upon his lips, hidden.

He had done his part.

The smallest creak of the deck from behind was the only hint of an approaching being. Any ordinary man would've been oblivious, yet his trained ear knew better. Turning around, he saw disappointment in Nafalya's eyes. "Close."

"The firm footing of castle floors has lessened me," she shook her head without anger. "I'll improve, master."

He nodded in silence. As she stepped closer, he couldn't help but glance at her midriff, her pregnancy beginning to show. He couldn't help but be intrigued.

She took her place at his side, every step calculated. "Curious. It seems we're of the few that'll return home whole." She eyed the legionaries going about their duties. They carried themselves with pride, yet beneath, she sensed their weary thoughts. "Even poor Cendra hasn't escaped without scars of her own. I can sense her pacing about her quarters right now, trying to withhold her panic at being aboard a ship once more." Nafalya chuckled in amusement, pointing down as if she could see below deck. "What a shame."

"Good. Scars have their uses." He watched her with his remaining eye, seeing her dark hair fluttering.

She smirked, sneakily taking his hand. When he didn't pull away, she pressed closer.

Savoring the softness of her touch, he finally broke the silence. "You know what awaits us in Domani. You know of your father's designs for us."

"Oh, I do." She held his arm. "I've long known what our fates hold, though that doesn't mean I'm content to wait so long."

Glancing over, Hesin felt her guiding his hand to her chest. Slowly, his fingers brushed her breast, making him shutter with desire. "And your pregnancy?"

She shrugged, allowing him to squeeze for the first time. "A small inconvenience."

"

Hardly

," he whispered into her ear, smirking. She was promised to be his, yet another had tasted her first. His Truthseekers were everywhere. Their eyes were his. Mere whispers were all he had, yet if his suspicions about The God Emperor were true...

She felt his other hand touch her belly, sensing his lust. Pleased, she caressed his cheek.

Dominax would only permit him to learn as much as the man allowed, of course. The God Emperor was cunning, yet the hints he offered were too strong to dismiss. Hesin grinned deviously, for the possible paternity of her child was a truth he couldn't help but find amusement in. Did any greater taboo exist? The degeneracy of the thought coaxed his curiosities, his thoughts only interrupted when her finger slipped beneath his mask.

He reached up to stop her. Deadly silver eyes met his, waiting until he eased. With a nod of rare trust, he allowed her to lift the mask enough to leave his lips bare. With a chuckle she kissed him, tasting the future father of her next child.

"Seek me out when we reach Domani. There, my patience shall end," she said with a seductive smirk.

As she slowly walked away, he watched her wide hips sway with every step. "

I should thank you for many things, Dominax, yet your daughter stands atop them all."

1st of Fixuin, 17 AVE.

Domani, Capital of The Vaid Empire.

"I can feel it. Excitement is humming through the masses," Vixin said as she finished dressing, donning her usual outfit, for no other would do this morning. "Yet they're mistaken if anyone down there believes they can match my own."

Beside her, Yisi pondered the outfits laying on display upon Vixin's bed, still naked. The princess had taken to calling it

their

bed now, yet Yisi would never presume to overstep. Her belongings had slowly made their way into the royal quarters, each day lessening her anticipation that Vixin would change her mind. She stood silently, arms folded across her modest breasts.

Vixin strolled over, caressing Yisi's slender body from behind. "Unable to decide? Each could easily be traded for the price of a small house, including the loincloth," she explained, nodding towards a simple piece of cloth decorated with intricate details of woven gold.

"They're fit for a princess, not a mere..." She sought the term. "

Me

. I'll wear my Acolyte loincloth."

"Simple, yet if that's what you'd prefer..." Vixin eyed the girl's solemn face. "Yisi, what's on your mind? You're more quiet than usual."

Looking away, she peered at the ground. When it was clear the princess wouldn't drop the matter, she pushed through her hesitation with a sigh. "You were free to act as you pleased. Now that your father is returning, what'll become of us?"

"He's your father as well." Vixin embraced her from behind, pressing her chest against the girl's back. "The God Emperor has never stood in the way of my desires."

Yisi frowned. "I'm more than a simple night of pleasure. If he decides I'm not worthy to warm your bed..."

Vixin quieted her, kissing her neck. "You're more than worthy, Yisi. Besides, he claims all Vaids are free to seek their desires. I seek

you

."

Enduring a silence as her frown ease, Yisi tried to look back when Vixin's hand caressed her breast. "What're you doing?"

"All these worries run through your pretty head, when in truth, you need only to focus upon my touch. I shall tend to everything else." Vixin's finger brushed her pink nipple. "Besides, I told you the truth of his nature. A single look at the woman you've become, and he'll approve of his daughters sharing such a bond as ours." Her other hand slid down, caressing her rump. "Now get dressed. None shall take you from my side, though for now, we do have places to be before his arrival."

Yisi allowed a kiss, her face almost appearing at ease. She retrieved the loincloth she had been granted to mark her as a Sage Acolyte, tying the simple black strip of fabric to hang over her groin. Her long black hair hung over her breasts, leaving the rest of her tantalizing form on display.

Vixin studied her before offering an exaggerated clap. "Perfection."

Concealing a blush by turning her head, Yisi once more folded her arms as she changed the subject. "Did the masks arrive for tonight?"

"That's where we're heading now. The metalworkers delivered them earlier, though I'd inspect them myself. Everything must be perfect." Vixin smiled to herself, noting their preparations in her head. Messages of invitation had already been sent upon flying Ranidons to notable Lords and High-Lords. A massive chamber had been selected and decorated. Her finest slaves had been trained to serve her guests. Pleasures of the flesh were natural, yet while anonymous and bare, they'd all meet without titles nor rank. After all, what better way to celebrate the return of The God Emperor than a royal orgy?

Yisi nodded, following behind when Vixin departed. The princess slowed, bringing the girl to walk at her side. She wasn't a servant.

As they walked, Vixin thought of Cendra with an insidious smile. Finally, her sister was returning, and the scales would be balanced.

***

Thunderous cheers echoed throughout The Capital. The God Emperor had returned.

Screams of elation echoed from the crowds as the legion marched through the streets. A river of white poured in a neat and orderly line through a sea of citizens. Their steps pounded as the ground nearly trembled. A conquering army returned home, and at their head rode their triumphant holy ruler. Seated atop a massive blue lixidion, The God Emperor towered above them, his burning blade held vertically.

Glowing silver eyes savored the crowd as they parted before him, grinning viciously when his gaze fell upon the new monument ahead. Where the marketplace had once sat at the foot of The Grand Pyramid's many steps, a colossal statue in his image now rose high above them. "

History is sealed in stone, for their guide returns home."

At the base of his monument waited the daughter he had left behind, for Vixin stood proudly with Salduin and Lalian at her sides. He approached, coming to a stop as he towered atop his vicious beast.

The crowd subtly quieted, nearly holding their breath as they waited. Long had their Princess Regent ruled. Guards of her own surrounded her, accompanied by her most loyal entourage waiting just behind. When she splayed her arms wide and lowered her head, inciting her entourage to kneel, onlookers released a collective breath of relief. "Domani is yours, father! Welcome home!"

Dominax smirked with satisfaction. "

Appearances.

" He sheathed his sword and dismounted, white boots hitting the ground. The royal family followed closely behind as he slowly strode to meet his child. Silver eyes met silver as his crown towered atop his head. He touched her chin, seeing the curiosity in her eyes before kissing her lips. The crowd cheered as he tasted her, only separating when he was satisfied. He watched Vixin look around in surprise, blushing. He allowed the taboo moment to linger, assessing the onlookers. "

Let them think on that."

Silently recollecting her composure, Vixin concealed a grin. After a quick glance at Yisi behind, she opened her arms once more. "My power and authority are yours, father! The imperial throne of The Vaid Emperor awaits your return!"

With her official words recorded into history, she leaned closer to whisper. "

You have no idea how long I've waited to be at your side. Please, never leave me alone here again. I love you, father."

He eyed her companions, impressed by the command and grace she displayed.

"Yet you've done well in my absence. Was it any surprise you'd be a natural ruler? You're a true Vaid, little flower."

As she blushed anew, Dominax permitted the others to rise to their feet. He saw the joy in Lalian's smile, standing proudly to meet his master. Dominax nodded. "Old friend. Once more you offer masterworks that shall endure forever." He glanced at the colossal statue.

Lalian nodded excitedly. "Of course, of course! I could offer no greater gift to celebrate your victory!"

Dominax peered at the female Lanthian standing behind amongst the lesser members of his daughter's entourage. "Then she must be the prisoner you've grown so fond of."

The green man touched his own hand, feeling the tattoo that marked their bond as she bowed her head behind him, unable to meet Dominax's curious gaze. "Anthara, your majesty."

Irith stepped forward, caring little for ceremony as she embraced Vixin tightly. "I was worried for you every day, sweet girl."

Nafalya watched, smirking when Vixin glanced at her in surprise at how much her sister had matured. Silver eyes studied her body, yet when Vixin peered at Cendra, their elder sibling looked at the ground.

"There'll be time for that later. The throne awaits," Dominax's booming voice commanded. Irith released Vixin with a kiss upon her cheek, allowing the girl to join them as the royal family reunited into one. Leading them forth, Dominax walked around the statue and climbed The Grand Pyramid's steps in triumph.

The legion flooded the new plaza as Dominax entered the throne room. The women of the imperial harem departed the water of the pools to watch with excitement as their master returned. Mounting the steps of the throne, Dominax sat down, reclaiming his rightful place.

"All hail God Emperor Dominax!" a shout cried as the chamber was filled and onlookers bowing before him.

His advisors and royal family stood at the front, allowing the booming cheers to dampen before Vixin stepped forward. "Your majesty, a new member of our House awaits your approval," she announced, retaining an official tone even as she simply wanted to throw herself into his arms and never depart. She nearly felt her hand tremble when she gestured to the side, commanding a slave to approach. Her father had claimed his victory. Now, she'd have her own. "I present Princess Jinilya of House Vaid!" She lowered her voice as the slave carefully handed over Vixin's child. "

Your granddaughter

."

Dominax straightened as Vixin approached, permitting her to ascend the throne. His smirk spread into a grin, accepting the girl. Holding his granddaughter for the first time, he concentrated, sensing the spiritual bond linking him to Vixin, then Jinilya. Utter satisfaction crept through him, feeling the natural power simmering in the small child's blood. "Utterly perfect."

The pride upon her father's face was a greater gift than she could've hoped for. Beaming with joy, Vixin accepted the girl once more. She peered back, daring to grant Cendra a smirk. When her sister merely lowered her head, Vixin's expression fell into confusion.

"The girl shall be Vaidimated as a legitimate member of House Vaid. Hail Princess Jinilya!" Dominax heard the roars of approval before whispering. "

You did well, my little flower."

Biting back an emotion she hadn't expected to be so strong, Vixin retained her tone of command. "Then I must also invite you to a private ceremony tonight among the nobles. While Domani celebrates your return, we shall honor your victory through the pleasures of the flesh."

Dominax nodded, his eyes never leaving his granddaughter. He sensed her mind touching his, reacting to his power. Her perfection matched the taste of his victory, already sensing hints of her ambition. Reaching out mentally, he permitted her to sense his love. "

Jinilya.

"

***

Buried deep within The Grand Pyramid, the chamber echoed with the moans of Vixin's guests. The night had truly begun.

Lounging upon a throne of stacked cushions, Vixin surveyed the room. Circular and topped with a dome, the chamber had been filled with endless pillows and fabrics scattered about, while a fountain trickled in the center. She inhaled the perfumes wafting through the chamber, the warm air thick and hazy. She parted her legs, feeling Yisi's hand caressing her inner thigh. They were as bare as their guests, each possessing a unique mask to conceal their identities. She watched them, naked bodies relaxing, pairing up, trading partners. Women moaned as cocks slid into anonymous vaginas. She grinned, pleased with the outcome.