The Silence After
Joaquin’s castle look as depressing and dangerous as ever. Everybody in it knew that Joaquin was a violent men a ruler who governed through power and terror. All the knights, guards, stewards and nobles who live within the walls nobody did not know what might happen to them at any moment. Joaquin’s most kept secret was his deep pleasure of watching people having s*x, not just watching he would actively encourage people to do it. He secretly would give them the magic potions creating desire beyond what you and me will know. This would feel the castle with laughter with moaning with screams of people having fun. And he would simply observe it all, and when he would see someone at the pick of the pleasure, with pure climax he would killed them. It gave him an immense satisfaction, which cannot be matched by anything. Also and this was probably even more important, when people were thoroughly connected at the peak for the pleasure, exploding with pleasure, they would transform into true form the beast, the wolf, the werewolf. When you kill one of them the power will flow to the closest being and give them massive satisfaction and the piece of the power, and in this castle there is only one person who can have it. People in the castle knew about it but this was a well-kept secret and nobody outside of it would be aware of it and whoever shares the secret would know what death is, and it would not be slow. This night and morning was precisely the same, the walls were filled with noise of pleasure, and the knowledge that this night might be the last made people excited even more. Being aware that this could be the last moment, there actually with the loved ones, make it more special, which was what he wanted, he wanted his guest to feel the thrill of not knowing which gives them more pleasure. The castle was so load and suddenly there was nothing, there was silence. People knew he just kill somebody.
Kael, Joaquin oldest son woke up to this silence. He thought to himself f**k it just happened again he stay in bed a little bit longer, looked at the ceiling of his chamber and he started thinking: why he keeps doing it? Every single day he gets more and more power. I know this is really what excites him what makes him the Joaquin, what makes him dangerous what makes people afraid of him but there have to be better ways to make people obey. He stopped himself, he knew better than to keep thinking about this he had learned from his mother then when his father finds out that anybody is thinking about challenging him even his closest, even his children he will kill them. He has killed many wives; his advisors and he is not just killing them he send them away to be killed in the games to entertain the masses. Keal have seen it so many time. And his father loved doing it he was always looking for people to give him excuses. In the end he did love having new wives, he loved having fun, having more children. And the fear of you being next on his agenda kept people obey him, no one would even try to challenge him, and this was what he really wanted. Also having a lot of children would secure his succession when/if he dies. But he did not really love them he was the only person he ever loved. Kael understood his position, if his father dies succession would be violent the most likely outcome was probably to be murdered at the hands of either rival siblings or other lords or even being banished to the slave region where the ones who lost would be use for entertainment to keep the new royalty happy or be fed to the animals or worst sea monsters which means death but very, very slow death. He thought this is not the day where I should be worried about it I shouldn't even be thinking about it so let's to the same thing as every day. He dressed himself, called for his servant ask for the meal, he didn't want to face the day on the empty stomach. So what is next on agenda he smiled, and the door to his chamber opened and there she was his adviser. Good she was beautiful, perfect eyes, beautiful nose, body that make him not able to think clearly. Her name was Sera, and she was his weakness, they had been together many times and he was not expecting this morning to be any different. This was the way of the kingdom this is the way how the advisors get the necessary information because in the werewolf world information was power the information flow through beautiful advisors and through s*x a lot of it. Advisors would screw anybody for information to give any intelligence to the Lords to their masters and to keep some of it to themselves, because in this violent world having something extra could be a difference between death or being alive a day longer. Sera was one of the best of advisors and it is probably not just because she was amazingly beautiful but she also really loved s*x and she was good at it. Keal know the way of the world therefore he lived by one simple rule: he would never allow himself to fully trust her, he would be fully intimate with her, enjoy every moment of it but not let her to know too much to let her know what he's thinking at night and in the morning.
The story of the kingdoms was full of the powerful Lords who have fallen because they shared too much, they did not die on the battlefield but in the bedroom or to be more precise because of their big mouth in the bedroom. Keal didn't want to follow these stories so he would not be vulnerable to Sera. He would use her in his game of ultimate power. Keal had been intimate with many advisers with princesses and daughters of the Lords across all 8 regions and each of these was just exchange of information. He also knew he was addicted to s*x. He started this morning as always by greeting Sera: how are you? what is happening out there? an interesting stories for me? You know what she said, a lot of things are happening but before she could say more he got closer to her, he has found her body, stripper her naked with one swift move of his hand and look at her young beautiful breast, look at her round ass at her front and quickly went down on a and stick his tongue inside her, she blushed she was ready for him, she knew that this is how they always do business. This time wasn't any different, they have been together for a few hours and there will not be a conversation their lips are going to be used for something completely different, the conversation needs to wait and she enjoyed it she really, really liked the way he was with her and how she was with him. They were passionate with everything, he was deep and quick and sometimes painful but passionate. As they went deeper into their passion, their desire and hunger Keal felt something which he always feels when he is with her his werewolf soul to start to show. His body started transforming, it started with his hairs and his eyes, they change, became vivid green, truly animal eyes. She changed her nature was meeting his and they both knew that this is the sign of real connection. The true nature of the werewolf will only come out when there's something true feeling and desire. Afterwards they sat together in a quiet corner of his chambers, he called the servant and asked for the herbal tea. It was infused with the special blend of herbs, only given to high lords and he was one. He was a future Lord over 8 kingdoms. What happened next was nothing special, 20 minutes of silence. Tea was magical in work quickly it was clearing the mind restoring the strength, allowing them to focus and most importantly go back to the human form. He looked at Sera and said this is one of the quiet privileges of being close to the centre of power, it was just a sample of what herbs and herbal teas can do to. Keal knew that the true formula of power belong to one person, belong to his father In these silence his thoughts drifted away: will I have ever that kind of power, like my dad He knew he is immortal, unless someone kills him, which is almost funny when you think about it, being immortal but mortal, time cannot touch us but the blade. I suppose that is a simply the way life is in eight kingdoms. His mother used to tell him stories, legends about other words, other dimensions with different beings, the being different to us, immortal creatures but deferent in nature. She spoke about magical portals that open between the dimensions few people pass through them and even fewer returned. Those who did, got killed quickly, because knowledge of the words was the most dangerous and any Joaquin could not allow this to be known to anybody but him. Would I ever see one of those words, would I ever step through one of those portals and if I do would I come back and most importantly would I live to be able to use that information.
