Chapter 2
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"My lord, the heirs refuse to submit to your rule. They wish to have an audience with you."
"Then bring them here."
"They request that you go to them, my liege." Replied the kneeling ACER captian.
"If that is the case, then they can rot right where they are." Decreed the throned figure.
"Of course sire." He bowed a removed himself hurriedly from the room. Another captain approached the throne, bowing and kneeling the same as the first.
"Do you have any good news, captain?"
"I'm afraid not, my liege. We have yet to locate the rebel forces and their headquarters...sire." His tone of fear evident, along with his slight tremble. He knew as well as the next clone, that their Lord and Master could very well shoot the messenger if he was so inclined. Doveless stared at the reserved captain from his stolen throne above him.
"Have you recovered any useful information for me captain?" His tone blank and deadly, asked the question. The captain swallowed audibly, looking even harder at the cold tile below him.
"I'm afraid not my lord." Doveless shot up off his throne, the movement causing all those still standing to pull back in fear.
"INSOLENCE!!! I'm surrounded by morons! Can't even clone a good subordinate anymore! Be gone! All you you! I tire of your useless faces!" He slumped back onto his throne, sighing heavily with his hand shadowing his closed eyes. A svelte blonde sashayed from behind the thick curtain behind the throne, her figure built for pleasure and not much else, though the look in her cobalt eyes was one of a predator.
"Oh my poor, poor Dovey. Have the silly clones angered you again?" her velvet voice echoing in the empty chamber.
"Yes. I'm surrounded by idiots." She began to rub his shoulder, trying to calm his down.
"Am I an i***t too my lord?" she leaned down to whisper in his ear, pressing her buxom bosom to his shoulder.
"No. Just brainless and obedient. You have not angered me as they have...yet."
"I'm glad. For I would hate to anger my master."
"Good girl. Now tell me, what have you learned of the heirs?" She hurumphed dramatically.
"They're just foolish, little girls. Whining spoiled royal brats. They cry almost constantly for their dead parents and that even more foolish brother of theirs. No fashion sense either. Hardly worth your time."
"I will decide who is worth my time and who isn't. I'm beginning to think you're jealous of them." He said with a smirk, egging her on.
"NEVER! I'm more woman than they will ever be." she shrilled with an indignant air.
"Fine, fine. I need your assistance." he said, allowing her her petty jealousy, he had plans for the heirs, no matter her desires.
"Of course. With what my lord?" she said almost pouting.
"Scratching an itch." he said almost dismissively. She smiled seductively and moved to stand between his legs, pushing her figure into his in an attempt to seduce.
"It would be my pleasure my lord." She giggled airily and pulled him to his private quarters.
In the hall located near Doveless's chambers, two ACERS had a conversation outside the captured heirs' room.
"Lord Doveless is really pining for that princess."
"Which one?"
"The older one. Artemis I think her name is." The other chuckled as men do when thinking of a woman.
"I can see why. I wouldn't mind being between her thighs either. Especially if I get to be the first one there. They always scream so much louder when it's their first time and I bet she's a fighter, that one."
"I know what you mean. I imagine it's her when I'm with Doveless's w***e. What sane man calls a w***e who sleeps with all of his men a Consort. He's a bloody god and he rules with her!"
"Don't let him hear you that about her. I agree with you but he won't. He'll kill you instead of punishing her."
"True. Oh look, here comes the others. Time for our break." He pointed at the two guards walking down the hall coming to take their shift.
"Finally. Let's go to the Tower, Cap' owes me a game of cards."
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