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Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

On the other side of our idyllic kingdom Prince Caspian Castiel Carson the First was stretching in his bed, a contented yawn filling the air. He slept on the finest of goose down, he was wrapped in silk and soft downy lamb's wool, and every position he could manage in his ample, kingly bed was one of comfort. He was spoiled. As it should be. His mother called him Cas Cas Car, her favorite knickname for him. She said it in one word Cascascar , like a name. A title. Others addressed him as Prince Caspian. He liked to think that his friends would call him Castiel , or simply 'Cas', but...he didn't have friends. No, it would have been unseemly for someone as royal, as perfect, and as pre-ordained for greatness to have mere 'friends'. His mother the Queen arranged for prim and proper introductions to other noble-born children at the proper times in his life, and at his last birthday all the nobles from the neighboring kingdoms gathered to celebrate his 'coming of age'. At least, all the 'human' nobles. The others were not invited, for the King and Queen saw them as slightly beneath the realm of humans and not desirable for interaction or...gods forbid!...friendship. Today he was due to go for a ride and to practice his mounted archery, so Prince Cas' manservant helped him dress in leather breeches, a soft burnt orange tunic under a boiled leather vest, over the knee leather riding boots in dark grey with his favorite matching grey bracers, and to top the outfit off, a flamboyant blue cloak that matched the princes' eyes. He looked fabulous. His longbow was crafted of the best Yew wood and his arrowed fletched with brilliant blue and gold feathers. It was his signature fletching, and one day the colors would be on his standard. Still, it was a long time until the prince inherited the kingdom. His father was yet hale and hearty, and his mother...well, she'd rule no matter who was on the throne. Prince Cas readied his gear and went to greet his mother in the morning. He always made sure to see her first thing in the day as he was her pride and joy, and he was not one to deny her the greatest moments of her day by being selfish with his visits. As he strode confidently through the castle he noted the streaks of blue-orange light coming through the morning clouds. He could not remember a more perfect, more lovely day. Queen Lenore woke up a little less happily her eyes were gunky and her mouth cottony from imbibing in much too much wine the previous night. It was her habit to enjoy a night cap ever evening, but last night she had reason to celebrate. She rolled over and stretched, her body creaking and her muscles tight and achy. Last night had been a bit wooly but worth it, she thought as he went over the way her masseuse comforted her before she went to sleep. It was good to be the queen.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Right on time, a servant arrived in the Queen's quarters with her breakfast on a tray. Nethys in particular tended to bear the brunt of the Queen's wrath, but the other servants were not immune. If her morning routine was disrupted even slightly, the Queen was just as likely to beat them as she was the little elf. Along with the servant bearing the food, one of the royal advisers came in with a few sheets of paper bearing the day's news. There isn't too much to look over today, Your Majesty, said the adviser, a portly man in red robes with a silver chain dangling from his neck named Torvold. The farmers are anticipating a large harvest this year, but they are also requesting extra guards for their crop so that they do not become a target for goblins or, gods forbid, orcs. Besides that, there are rumors that a unicorn was spotted on the edge of the forest in the southern part of your lands. The locals are taking it to be a good omen, but perhaps the prince would be interested in making it his quarry today? Nethys couldn't help but feel a little sad for the unicorn. She'd only ever seen one in the tapestry at the base of the western tower and they seemed so beautiful to her. She didn't understand why anyone would want to hunt one, but she supposed the prince knew what he was doing. The Queen doted on the prince, so he must have been doing something right, if not everything. So, she supposed that if he wanted to hunt the unicorn it would be the right thing for him to do, though she secretly hoped that he'd chose to leave it alone.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Queen Lenore nearly clapped her hand in youthful joy at the mention of taking the unicorn for sport. The unicorn was a rare beast. More importantly, it was the symbol of the Fae King Heradlyn's lands a symbol of purity and strength. It would be more than perfect if her dearest Cascascar took the beast and brought it's beating, bloody heart to her as a gift. Her mouth nearly twisted in selfish glee. As she contemplated that joyful image the door opened and her son entered. He was one of the few who would dare enter the Queen's chambers with a weapon, but as Nethys noticed he could never do wrong in her eyes. He smiled warmly at her as she held out her hands to him, and in a practiced and well-rehersed move he went to her bed and embraced her. Mother! Again your beauty astounds me ever time I am graced by it. Queen Lenore tittered happily and patted her chest in a flutter, her eyelids blinking rapidly as if she had just been complemented by a suitor instead of her own son. Oh Cascascar! You always know what to say! She waved at her adviser to come closer. Torvold! Tell my love what you told me about the beast that was spotted. Her eyes flicked unconsciously towards Nethys as she thought of the link between the unicorn and the Elf in her sevice. The prince listened impassively to the adviser's thoughts. He nodded as if in agreement, and turned to his happy queen. I agree that a unicorn would make a fine trophy, Mother dear, but...would it not be better to capture it alive? You could show off the creature to the other nobility, perhaps have it pull your personal carriage before a group of four sleek black draft horses? Then you'd be in possession of something that no other queen in history had ever had.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

A fine idea, my prince! said Torvold. There was always a slight drone to Torvold's even when he was excited. Any man with a bow could kill a unicorn, but it would take a great deal more skill to capture one alive. I could have your hunting party outfitted with blunted arrows and nets, if that is your wish. Nethys let out a silent sigh of relief from her cupboard. She'd long since learned better than to open the door of her cupboard and peer out when the Queen had company, or really any other time she wasn't explicitly ordered to be outside of her cramped little room since the Queen didn't seem to like being reminded that the little elf existed. Still, the conversation was loud enough that she could hear it, even with the door closed, so she supposed it didn't really count as eavesdropping. She was glad that the prince wanted to take the unicorn alive, not only because it meant that the beautiful creature wouldn't die, but also because it meant that she might get a chance to see it up close. Still, she didn't get her hopes up quite yet if the Queen had her heart set on killing the unicorn, there was little question that it would wind up dead.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

The prince leaned against the queen's bedpost even as her servants laid out her clothing and escorted her to a chair to have her ample, thick hair brushed and braided in the intricate patterns she adored. Isn't it legend that unicorns only come when a virgin is about? He asked curiously. He smiled flirtatiously at the youngest of the queen's servants. I'm certain that you don't qualify, do you? The young lady twittered nervously and blushed deeply. She was many things, but virginal wasn't one of them. So... the prince looked at his mother. Do you have anyone we can use as bait?
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Nethys couldn't help but smile as she heard the prince flirting with the servants. She hoped that someone would talk to her like that one day she knew that the prince never would, but sweet words from anyone would have been appreciated. She was a virgin, though she didn't know if she counted because the Queen made sure to inform Nethys quite frequently that she was undesirable. Perhaps that was why the Queen always dressed her in rags? She'd have volunteered herself for hope of being useful, but she doubted that the unicorn would actually want her. I'm sure that you could find a young lady in town, my prince, said Torvold. I'm sure some farmer has a daughter they wouldn't mind giving up for a handful of coins or even just the privilege of saying that they were of service to the royal family.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Queen Lorena nodded as the hairdresser struggled to keep her braids tight. Indeed, dear love. Some farmer's daughter or a baker's child there are probably a good two or three dozen you could pick from. You have the coffers to dispose of, my sweet Cascascar, take more than one girl if you like and stake them all about the forests. Like little lobs of meat , she chuckled. One is certain to call forth the attention of the unicorn if there even is one out there. Prince Cas nodded, walking around thoughtfully as he considered the fairy tales and what he had heard of unicorns. You're right of course dear Mother. If I recall correctly, and I am always correct , at that the small audience in the room laughed agreeably at his cleverness. He smiled and nodded. Thank you. As I was saying, if I recall correctly the young maiden must not be a child, per se, but a maiden in truth. Marriageable and yet still pure. He frowned slightly. After our last spring festival I'm not certain that many in the kingdom would qualify, for the nobles were quite adamant about partaking in their First Blooding rights. He leaned against the cabinet that Nethys was hiding in, crossing his feet as he pondered the heavy decision of the morning. His foot tapped her door just enough to open it a few inches. Hmm, what's this? Prince Cas pulled the door open farther and peered in. Oh, it's just my little Fae , the queen replied disdainfully. Don't mind her. Prince Cas made eye contact with Nethys briefly before losing the mental grip on the little one but an idea began to blossom in his mind. Your pet is quite isolated , is she not Mother? There's no chance she'd be tainted by anyone without your knowledge? Tainted ? The queen laughed. More like the other way around no chance anyone would taint themselves dipping a finger into that creature without my knowledge if you ask me. Her ladies laughed as they piled her hair above her head and pinned it in place with golden and silver pins worth more than most households earned all year. No, that would be like asking if anyone has deflowered the king's hunting hounds. The male ones, she laughed.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Nethys shied away from the door to her cupboard as it was opened. Despite the hollow, wooden nature of her enclosure, she made hardly a sound as she scurried to the darkest corner she could find and curled up in a ball. It was uncanny how well she blended into the shadows, a skill she'd honed over the eighteen years of her life so as not to be seen when the Queen was in an ill temper. The only thing that distinguished her from the shadows were her large, brilliant green eyes, wide with terror as the Prince peered in at her. Besides her oversized ears, Nethys' eyes were a mark of her elvishness as well they were not grotesquely large, but still took up a bit more space on her face than they would on a human's. The elf hid her face in her knees, hiding her eyes from view and making it significantly more difficult to pick her out of the darkness, and her ears drooped as she heard the mocking laughter from everyone in the room. She knew she was filthy, below even the rats that lurked in the dungeons, but that didn't make being reminded of the fact any easier. There were plenty of times she wished she were a hound hounds were useful creatures to be adored. Hounds could track prey by scent across great distances and knew how to drive it back towards their masters. Nethys had never been given a chance to test her speed or agility, so she didn't know how well she'd stack up against a hound, though she was fairly certain that the hound would be better. Still, rather than crying, which she knew the Queen hated to see her do, Nethys tried to keep her thinking positive. After all, this was hardly something she could screw up on all she had to do was follow the Prince into the woods and continue being a virgin to attract the unicorn. It wasn't like she was at risk of being defiled her form was distinctly inhuman. Her from was thin and lithe, even more so for her malnutrition. She had a distinct hourglass figure, but it was like someone had simply scaled it down to be more streamlined. Her breasts were just barely on the larger side of a B-cup and her hips were rounded, but her figure was altogether too slim. It seemed like the smallest pressure would snap her in half like a twig. And, of course, there were here ears and eyes which were simply too different from a human's to be ignored.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

The prince knelt down and looked deep into the cupboard at the little creature. I want to use your pet, he told the Queen, reaching in and clamping a hand around Nethys' arm. Why risk a perfectly good human girl when you have this little thing? Besides, I think that the unicorn will come faster if we have someone who we know is a real virgin...even if it's not human. He tugged at the Elf and began to slide her out of the hole. The Queen raised an eyebrow and watched her pride and joy groveling on the ground with the little nuisance. Cascascar, must you get down on the floor like that? It makes you look so...so common. He looked over his shoulder at his mother and chuckled. Oh Mother dear, I am many things but 'common' is not one of them. Besides, I'm in my hunting clothes. Don't you think that we touch the dirt on occasion when taking down game? This is much the same, only without all the blood and screaming. Prince Cas looked back at Nethys and grinned. I much prefer hunting when there's no blood involved. Don't you?
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Nethys didn't struggle as the Prince pulled her out of the cupboard. In fact, she crawled out at his guidance so that he didn't have to strain himself pulling her out. She was nervous being so close to him, worried that she might somehow inadvertently harm the person the Queen loved more than anything, but she figured that not resisting would lower the chances of that happening. She kept her eyes downcast and her lips shut, not making any noise at all. She did her best not to tremble and wrapped her hands around the hem of her rags, clutching them as if they were a lifeline of sorts. Nethys wore the remnants of a tattered brown dress and nothing else. The dress, while rough around the edges, wasn't torn anywhere particularly important and covered her torso, though left much of her legs and all of her arms exposed. She wore no shoes or anything else to protect her feet, but that felt right for some reason. Even if her feet were mostly just touching the cold stone floors of the palace, Nethys enjoyed being able to take in the texture of the floor and ground beneath her with her feet. Of course, she'd been ridiculed as a girl when she'd tried to explain this to the Queen, but the Queen had also taken it as an excuse to not bother trying to find shoes for her. Nethys nodded at the Prince's question, still not saying anything. She found that not talking unless she absolutely had to was a good way to stay out of trouble. The Queen had done a good job of explaining it to her no one liked a dog that barked overmuch, just like no one liked an elf who talked more than she should, and elves should hardly ever be talking. She wondered how much blood was usually involved in hunting the Prince had always changed out of his hunting clothes when he returned from a hunt, so Nethys had never seen how dirty they normally got. She hoped that there wasn't too much blood spilled during this hunting trip the Queen seemed to hate it when Nethys bled on things after a beating, which would often earn her another beating, so she doubted that the Queen would be too pleased if she got another creature's blood on any of her possessions either.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

The prince looked over the little elf and gave a slight scoff. This? This is your pet? She's filthy, Mother! My dogs bathe more often then she does, I reckon. The other servant girls giggled at that comment. They continued to powder the queen's hair, rub her shoulders, roll her fingers between their own and generally pamper the noblewoman. He hooked his finger around the collar at Nethys' neck, unaware of its magical properties. Does she even know how to heel, or is this merely a decoration? The queen's eyes widened. Oh! That is very important, Cascas! You must never take that off, understand? Never . She actually sat up slightly in her cushioned seat and leaned forward. The prince was not frightened of a little slip of a pet, though, and waved his mother's concerns away. He pulled the Elf closer and sniffed at her, surprised when he smelled nothing unpleasant. She certainly looked like she should smell unpleasant. He turned to one of the Queen's servants. I want this creature bathed and in some kind of clean, intact dress that makes it look likes she's going to be good to eat. There's no reason to scare away our unicorn because our bait looks yucky. He smirked at the Elf and then turned towards the human servants. Hooking an arm around the waist of the one he was talking to he drew her close. Bring her down to the stables in an hour. If you do well I might reward you tonight. His eyes traveled over the voluptuous and very willing serving woman approvingly before he released her. I'll see you after lunch Mother dear. He leaned down and kissed both his mother's cheeks as she pursed her newly-reddened lips and smacked the air with them. Thank you for the loan of your little plaything.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Nethys' ears drooped as the servants laughed at her, making her look more miserable than a human possibly good, but she perked up visibly at the promise of a bath. She wasn't too scared of the unicorn eating her if a unicorn was anything like a horse, then it wouldn't care much for meat. She'd have been far more distressed if they were hunting a werewolf or something. Nethys was bathed on occasion, though it was hardly a routine occurrence. It normally happened either when the Queen needed blood washed from her body or when there was a visiting dignitary coming so that Nethys could be paraded about as a pet. Granted, she was still berated for her inhuman appearance even then, but the Queen liked everything of hers to be as beautiful as possible when guests were over, and that included Nethys. Nethys followed the servant girl that the Prince had handed her off to. The Queen's bath had already been drawn, but the elf doubted that the queen would let her take that one. She would likely have a bucket of water thrown over her head and soap and shampoo scrubbed all over her, but even that sounded appealing to her. She liked being clean at the very least she couldn't be criticized for being dirty after having just bathed. The idea of wearing something more fetching than her tattered dress was also nice Nethys loved being dressed up, even if she never could meet anyone's standards of beauty. At the very least, she had a happy little moment to herself before the criticism started once more where she could enjoy her new outfit, even if she'd only wear it for a day.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

The queen gave the elven girl a haughty look, but what she was really thinking of was ways to lessen the girl's beauty. Perhaps she could have her hair shorn short once they returned, or force the lass to wear more shapeless, clothing. If Queen Lorena could bear it she'd make sure that the servantslave was outfitted with clothing that stunk of the pig stye. Every time she looked at the now-blossoming Nethys all the queen could think about was the way King Heradlyn rejected her so long ago. She began to jot down ideas. Yes, when her son returned from his little adventure Queen Lorena would make sure that the Elf girl was never at risk of being thought of as attractive...perhaps acid...the queen's lips turned up in a smile. The servant girl was enthusiastic about cleaning up the Elven girl and getting her delivered to the prince on time. So enthusiastic, actually, that she scrubbed the lass's skin rather harshly. Still, by the time Nethys was finished she had been scrubbed, soaped, rinsed, had her hair tied back in a simple ribbon, and was in an old but clean simple shift of the palest blue. The prince had a small hunting party with him of only eight men. Most of them were on foot, but there were two others on horseback as well. When the Elf was brought to him he nodded in approval. Much better, he complemented the human servant. I'll be seeing you later, he promised with a wink. Then he turned to the Elf and looked her over. Have you no shoes? No sandals at least? He tapped her leg with a crop, expecting her to pick up her foot like a horse and show him the bottoms of her feet.
Thread: Sleeping Kingdom (Collector x Autumn Queen)

Nethys was practically glowing with happiness as she was lead to the Prince. She wasn't so fond of the bow in her hair, preferring to let it simply flow free, but she was hardly in a position to complain. Now that her hair was cleaned, it was apparent that her hair was a deep, rich brown reminiscent of the color of chocolate. The dress she wore was plain, but it was a lovely shade of blue, at least in the elf's eyes, and it felt far better on her than the scratchy rags she usually wore. She still had no undergarments, but that didn't bother her. Nethys' mouth split into a toothy grin as the Prince talked to the servant. She doubted that she was personally responsible for the girl winning the Prince's favor, but she was happy to have at least been involved in the process. She shook her head at Caspian's question and raised her leg obediently when it was tapped with the crop. She didn't know for certain that that was what Caspian wanted her to do, but it was the only thing she could think of doing. Unlike a human, Nethys' feet were not dirty or calloused from her walking around barefoot all the time. Her skin was soft and smooth and she always seemed to know just how to step to avoid damaging her feet, even when there were sharp rocks underfoot, and dirt simply didn't cling to her. She hoped that the Prince wouldn't be mad that she never wore shoes she wasn't blaming the Queen, but she didn't think it would be fare for the Prince to get mad at her if she had no control over the clothes she was given.