Thread: Rebellion in al-Nithiel: The Tragedy of the Onyx Queen

I was glad to hear from you, Rashida announced to the group of ul-Alfrayits that had invited her to treat with them. I know you had little love for me while I was Suleimans wife. Rudain seized all of our lands, in retaliation for Suleimans last stand, Aatif, the oldest of the ul-Alfrayits explained, What choice do we have? Now that the demons have stripped us of everything we possess, there is nothing left to lose. We must fight, if we hope to reclaim our former glory, Rashida argued, unrolling her maps. With all the noble houses united, we stand a chance of victory. Wasnt that your reasoning, for marrying our Caliph? Haneef questioned, standing behind her. His breath was hot on her neck. You said if Tulbyat and ul-Aquan united, we could push back against the demons. That was a lie. Now you tell us the remaining noble houses could rebel against demons. How many more must die for your ego? Rashida eyed the other two ul-Alfrayit brothers, seeing the hatred in their eyes. They had not called upon her to negotiate in good faith. If you dont believe me, then why did you call me here? Weve been trying to figure out what it was the Caliph saw in you. Despite your numerous missteps and failings, he stood loyal to you until he died. What could you possibly possess to blind him such? Naresh accused, leaning over the table to get in her face. I have an idea, Haneef said, his body pressed against her back. If you havent the courage to stand up to the demons, then clearly Ive wasted both of our time, Rashida, pushing Haneef off her. He tried to grab her, but she retaliated with a knee to the groin and her forehead smashing into his nose. That sent him stumbling back, while also giving Naresh and Aatif enough time to circle around the table. She ducked under a right punch from Naresh, striking with an uppercut in retribution. Before she could follow through with the combo, Aatif connect a strike against her kidney. She staggered a few steps, before bringing up her forearms to block another blow from the oldest ul-Alfrayit. Unfortunately for her, this just gave Naresh a chance to get behind her, wrapping thick arms around her waist. Struggling against his grip, there was little she could do to defend herself from a barrage of punches from Aatif. Blood sprayed form her lips and nose as Atif worked her over, dripping down her chin once he finally stopped to breathe. Knowing it was life or death now, she slammed her heel into Nareshs foot, until he released her, before tackling Aatif with her shoulder into his gut. She pushed him back into the table, but he countered with a knee to the gut, knocking the air out of her. Pulling her by her hair, he dragged her over to the table, and bending her over it. Two sets of hands held her down while another set of hands tugged off her pants and boots. You play at leadership, but deep down, you are nothing but a whore, Aatif growled, pulling her hair to bring her ear to his lips. Pinned against the table, back arched into his, she was at an awkward angle as he prodded her with his cock, but it didnt stop him from shoving his length within her. There will be no more misconceptions once we are done with you. May we present the Onyx Whore? Aatif ul-Alfrayit declared, several sets of feet moving upon the deck. Rashida weakly opened her eyes, wincing against the sun, unable to pick out the features of her audience. She was still bound to the mast, and still nude, covered in cuts and bruises and the seed of numerous men. Is there anything left of her? The voice was unmistakable, of course, Rudain. Her tormentors laughed. Oh, she was a stubborn one. But shes had three days of learning her place and her role, so I doubt shell give you much trouble. Rudain stood over her now, blocking most of the harsh sunlight. Her eyes were dark with distant recognition. Still, despite everything, she flinched as his hand caressed her, stroking the marks that lingered on her dark skin. And they say demons are monsters, Rudain whispered to her. Her eyes squeezed shut again as one slender finger grazed swollen lips, another violation on top of dozens. All your men raped her? At least twice, he laughed, before meeting the serious expression on the demons features. Swallowing hard, he added, You said you didnt mind. So I did, Rudain acknowledged. Signaling for its servants, the demon commanded, Cut her down and bring her back to the palace. Shell need to be bathed, and will need some moon tea. And what of our deal? Aatif demanded, You said if we brought you the Onyx Queen than wed Have noble houses and lands on every island in al-Nithiel, yes. I am a demon of my word. Unlike the ul-Alfrayits. Rudain declared, turning to leave the ship. That is a funny way of saying Thanks for doing I asked, Aatif snarled. Rudain did not turn, or stop, following a few steps behind the servants that carried Rashida off the deck. Finally stopping at the end of the gangplank, Rudain spoke, but still did not turn around, Deceit served you well once. Id advise against developing a taste for it. The heat from the bath soothed the injuries Rashida received over the past few days. Drawing her from the depths of her mind, back to the present. Cognizant of lavish bathing room she was in, of the two silent servants cleansing her body and tending to her wounds. The ul-Alfrayits had betrayed her. That much had been obvious half way through their meeting. Now she understood why they had, and what they had gained for their treachery against her. Beyond humiliating a former political rival. Rudain was going to increase their station far beyond what it had been even under Suleiman, and they purchased this favor with her freedom. On the table beside the tub, scattered among the assortment of soaps and scented oils, was a straight razor. Its edge gleamed from the bright afternoon light that entered from the slats on the wall. The servants were picking out a outfit to dress her in, once she was out of the bath, and she knew this was her one chance. If she didnt take it, she would be Rudains. trembling fingers gripped the razor, hiding it under the water cloudy with blood and semen. There was no resistance as they dried her off and dressed, nothing to arouse their suspicion of what lay hidden in her fist. Rudain calls for an audience with the Onyx Queen, one guard announced, as she was placed in a corset with a silk skirt. With both hands folded before her, she followed along. Well, where is she? I expected her an hour ago, Rudain complained, watching ships sail in and out of the harbor as the sun set. The servant hesitated, fearing the wrath he would receive as messenger. And then sighed, for the wrath of keeping this from the demon prince would be far worse, We dont know where she is, sir. All we found was a pair of guard stashed in a spare room, throats slashed and one was relieved of his jacket and pants. Laughter escaped from the demons lips, far more a terror than a relief. Sipping wine from a goblet Rudain smirked, I knew you were still in there, Rashida. And one day, you will be mine.