The Next Game Master Pt. 03

He chuckled, "Also a full stomach."

He opened the door and walked across the hall and looked at Lirana, "We got this why don't you head down I am buying drinks and they should have your armor sorted by now."

She smiled, "My kind of bar!"

He looked at Brenda and she cut her free moved a table over. She rolled out the scrolls and looked at it and nodded. "Complex but can be done."

He pulled the hand out of the bag and set it on the table. Brenda aligned the arm with the hand and read the scroll. Nothing happened. She tries again and it had the desired effect. The hand and arm were reattached. She had some scarring there. The Queen looked at her sister as she moved her reattached hand.

Keira looked at it, "She will need to have that scar tissue cut out and then healed to get rid of the scar. The Queen shook her head, "No, someday but not today. She needs a reminder."

His aunt simply nodded. "I have much to atone for, my Queen."

He looked at the Queen, "We have a few items to go over in that area. I have a few demands we have not discussed."

The Queen looked at Raven, "Like what?"

He looked at her sister, "She could die here or you could hear me out and hopefully agree. She has to atone for her actions and she cannot do that without your help. Get everything out of her. Leave no stone unturned. I want her to keep her title but surrender all claims to the throne at least privately.

The Queen interrupted, "Why?"

He looked at her, "That will become evident. She will be barred from the Elven court except when summoned to attend a funeral or to file a formal claim to the court for her children. No weddings or births for others. She is to work with the Queen to ensure all of her offspring are recognized by the court.

She will never have an elven husband or elven male lover. She can only marry a human or half-elf and have their children. Her first marriage has to be a human that she can find love with. She can truly know what it is to love a half-elf as the mother. To defend them against the prejudices of the world. She is never to use another elven name.

If you marry a human you must take his last name as your own to distance yourself from the Royal family. I expect the Queen to reinstate my father's inheritance funds into a trust. Half of your assets should go to my father's inheritance fund; as an addition. We have established the value as it existed and this amount should be added.

She is to have no assets in the form of businesses or homes in the elven capital. When you convict your father, I want half of his funds put into that trust but not to exceed three million in totality. One for my mother, father, and myself. The trust is to be managed by royal accountants whom you trust. You oversee the trust but cannot access it.

It goes to your first child or is split between them if more than one during your first delivery when they become adults. When it is time to do the execution, she has to use her own sword; the one she came to kill me with. To take off his head."

The Queen looked at Raven, "I understand why you want her to keep her title, you want her in your father's position. Your mother's position. To truly understand your life. I did not approve of her coming here to kill you why should I approve of her killing my father?"

He looked at her, "Because the gods have stripped her power. The cause of the loss of that power was following your father's orders. She provides evidence and is part of the evidence to convict him. He will be tried, not assassinated. We know he is guilty. I just handed you the papers on that.

I expect him to die for his crimes. Not of old age. I should warn you that this Baron is not the only one who rose up. There are two or three others. Who is financing this war? If it is the Elven Royal family you know that could bring the war to your people and the other royal houses will unite against you, even with 2 blades. You need agents out here to deal with these rogue Barons. Especially if she can corroborate the facts."

The Queen turned toward her sister. "Did you meet with any other Barons?" Raven's Aunt looked at the Queen, "I met with one Baron and one Count. I even couriered funds in the form of gemstones. Again, I did not know what he was doing other than spending millions within human lands."

The Queen sat down next to her sister, "I will deal with those two with special couriers. My father is under house arrest in quarters not his own. Wearing a device that suppresses his ability to cast magic. Guards loyal to him have been detained. He gets no visitors.

Food and water the only things going into that room. I have one down the hall set up for you, sister. Until this matter is settled. I suspect you are correct that he will be found guilty of these charges. Treason and murder are both capital crimes.

He will be tried in the death of your Father and Mother formally. Informally he will he tried for the treason and the attempted assassination of you. Too many secrets of the Elven Empire. I will tell you he will die for this but I refuse to have his head cut off."

He interjected, "How would he die? Why not charge him with my assassination attempt formally? The documents support it. If you need witness accounts, I have 6 others. Also, a Wagon Master with his crew that we protected."

She looked at Raven, "Fine. I will make the assassination attempt formal because the evidence is interlinked. Poison would be the least violent method. I am certain there are others in the family that want something more volatile. Just as you do. I understand your reasons."

He looked at her, "If you want your sister to regain her abilities, she must deal with this. It must be by her hand."

The Queen nodded, "It will be. It shall be done by her."

He looked at her, "The sword has to the means. He lived by it, tried to have me killed with it, made your sister lose her powers with it. She is a 'Blade' Singer. Not poison giver. The punishment must meet the crime and a hundred arrows are too many in the eyes of the Royal family."

The Queen looked at him, "Four archers could do the job but I know what you mean and why you said it. Your mother's death. I will ensure it is done by her and with the family sword she used on you."

He looked at her, "There is one thing we have to check on. If the sword rejects me. You said it might have intelligence."

She nodded, "None of the last 6 wielders reported anything of it but history has records of it." He drew the sword and there was a battle of wills going on with the sword after what seems like forever it calms down. The sword did not speak or communicate with him. At least not yet.

He looked at her and activate the blade. Then he heard in my mind, "You are stronger than my previous wielders. They were easily dominated. You on the other hand. You know my banes and those are the targets I prefer. I prefer you to go after them first. I cannot compel you though. Unless you become weakened somehow and then I could try again.

But I feel we are of a like mind even though you are only half-elven. You are at least of elven blood. If you were not, I would have either dominated you or forced you to get me into the hands of an elven wielder. I do have other abilities and a name. But those will have to be earned by deeds."

He looked at the Queen, "It is not going to kill me. If I ever become weak-minded it might try to dominate me like it did its last several wielders. It is telepathic and intelligent. You can add those to the list of known attributes. What is the elven name for this sword?"

She looked at Raven, "Dinbalus Sevar."

He looked at her, "Perfect sword for a ranger then. Blight Slayer." You have a copy of the history of this weapon?"

She shook her head, "I know all 6 of the last known wielders did not die in bed but a field of battle."

He looked at her, "It has another name but that has to be earned. It said it also has other abilities. I will tell you it does try to dominate when it is drawn for the first time."

He cast detect magic on it again and it is showing the intelligence now and the attack bonus doubled from the first check.

He looked at her, "The mild to medium attack bonus went to medium-high. That makes me not doubt it. Will not be wielded by anyone without elven blood' if it can dominate them."

He deactivated the sword and sheathed it. He looked at her sister, "It mentioned forcing a user but it could only do that if dominated them first. You can walk downstairs and get something to eat and drink at the bar. I have a tab going. Your brother-in-law is down there. Yes, you missed the wedding."

She nodded. He looked at the Queen, "Hold back a moment, my aunt."

She stopped. He closed the door and switched into his new armor and boots. He looked at her, "I did not want to embarrass you. Look at the bed. She saw a large wet spot and turned red.

He looked at her, "Hold still, He cleaned the back of her dress inside and out and ran his hands over her naked ass and gave it a playful slap.

He lowered her dress and kissed her. "You have what you need, keep a written record of the proceedings. If the human's get wind of it you can then let them know that you have already dealt with the elven court in getting justice. Just some free advice to the only relative I have who might give a shit about me. I got the crystal so you can contact me and if you need me to testify remotely, I will do so."

She nodded, "Thank you for the offer. I will keep that option open stud. Thank you for looking after my honor yet again."

He walked over and cleaned the bed as well. "Almost no evidence except for the copious amount of fluid running down your legs. Avoid sitting until you can clean up some. In fact. Brenda, you want to wipe down her ass and clean her cunt for a minute.

She came over and bend down with a towel and rubbed the Queen's crotch. She shook her head, "You really gave it to her. The towel is almost soaked through. He looked at her, "Do a taste test and make sure she is not just producing it."

The Queen gasped and held her breath. He placed his mouth over hers and she screamed into his mouth. She held onto the back of his head.

Brenda came up for air, "No it is both. I sucked out what I could."

He pointed the Queen at Brenda who kissed her. He looked at her, "Drink the rest of this. It will deal with cunt juice breath and anything else it might have."

She drank it down and looked at him. "We will not be sitting when we teleport back. I will ask for several minutes once I get back.

I want to clean up and get fucked again by my husband and get a fresh run going before taking the documentation to my family."

He looked at her, "Get your weapons display issue out of the way during your meeting as the new head of the house with the other houses. It will squash the rumors."

She nodded, "Good idea. I can have one and my sister will carry hers like normal. Should she retain it?"

He looked at her, "Would you have taken the one from my father when he left elven land? She is your sister. I would pass the blades to your two eldest when they come of age and give her a different, maybe better weapon for doing what she is doing. She could be spending 30-40 years as a mother. When she tells you she is expecting, then recall her.

Then switch out her blade. In a way, I feel bad for how she was used. I think her will to rebel or question her father was drummed out of her. Do you trust your younger brother?"

She looked at Raven and shook her head, "Daddies boy. Big time."

He looked at her, "We need to finish our business. You need to get back before your younger brother tries to organize against you."

The Queen nodded, "He does not have the support of the family in this matter. My ability to cut our losses, get this evidence, talk you down on your armor requests went a long way. A nice move of asking for twice what you needed. It did exactly what you thought it would do. They saw gold not lost. I will see the trust get established and it will easily get capped out."

Raven looked at her, "Let them know I have a signed document from you concerning the trust issues. If I find they are not being done I will empty the trust. The fact it is remaining under their control and going to your heirs should kill that."

The Queen nodded, "Thank you for taking me at my word."

Raven looked at her. "That's why I was in shock to see your face behind the blade."

She sighed, "His twisted idea. To make you think you killed the one you negotiated with."

He opened the door and they walk downstairs. Marshal was sitting down and he waved me over, "You are signing away your title and putting your inheritance in a trust to go to the Queen's eldest child?"

Raven looked at him, "Or children if she twins or the rare triplets."

He nodded. "Then there's all this stuff about starting and funding a program to deal with a tolerance of the half-elven population."

He looked at him, "How is it funded?"

He looked at it, "From the trust ten percent."

Raven looked at her, "Change that to be funded from the fines assessed against her father at a separate flat three million."

She nodded, "They will hate that but they tried to sneak something by you."

He looked at him, "What does it say about me and my descendants claiming it if they fail?"

Marshal looked at it, "They put in here at their sole discretion."

Raven looked at Marshal, "Change that to my sole discretion. I will attempt to work with the Queen on any issues I find. Hopefully, that will never be needed. When do the children get the money?"

Marshal looked at it, "At birth."

Raven laughed, "Change that to 100 years after birth."

She looked at Raven, "They achieve adulthood at 85."

Raven nodded, "Age of adulthood which is 85."

Marshal looked at Raven, "There is a thing about an administrative charge on maintaining the trust."

Raven sighed, "To be paid by the Royal Family as the trust cannot have funds removed without mine and the Queen's authority IN PERSON."

She laughed, "I like it and they will hate it. They want you nowhere near the court."

Raven looked at her, "I would not even go unless you truly needed it for something. Anything on my diplomatic status?"

Marshal sighed as he read it over, "It is set to expire in ten years."

He looked at him, "Add the following to what we sign today. If for some reason I cannot do my checks because of diplomatic documents expiring the trust will be turned over to me immediately. They can send someone with the correct documents that should have said 100 years."

She nodded, "They will have that to you by this evening at the latest. If I had more time, I would have caught these before we left."

Raven smiled, "Let them know I have my own expert in royal matters in the form of a paladin."

Raven looked at Marshal, "Add in the following, 'I have a signed document outlining the size of the trust and where those funds will be drawn from. As well as who can manage the account and who the trustee is. The Queen.'"

She smiled, "They will hate not having it in writing in front of them."

He looked at Marshal, "Did they give us two copies of this?"

He shook his head. He looked at her, "I want a copy of the amended document BEFORE I sign it. Two copies for us.

She looked at her husband. "Can you take that back and get them to fix their fucking mistakes and stop with the games so I can return home with my sister. I am staying here with her for now seeing to her injuries from the fight that occurred. Tell them I want to be out of here in an hour so make one really good copy and duplicate it. Ensure the seals are on both documents."

Her husband smiled, "They will be right on top of it."

Raven looked at Marshal, "Anything else screwy with it?"

He looked at Raven, They have a different name for the trust administrator a Dorius Rising Moon."

She grabbed the document, "I am going back with you! That is my younger brother."

Raven growled, "Not acceptable by me either! If they insist tell them I want the entire trust including fines back in gold pieces delivered today.

I will keep your sister and one of the swords for now until the document is signed. She nodded and she handed him the one he had back. He pulled it and held it out to him and it changed flames and he put it out and put it away.

"The sword works only for those of royal blood else it is a weak fire weapon. It does fire, cold and extra damage to trolls. Giants really but trolls sounded better."

He laughed. The Queen looked at Raven, "Just checking to make sure it was not switched?"

He looked at her, "Given that document would you blame me?"

She shook her head. "I will have words with who drafted that document. I will also spell out the trust size in the revised document as we discussed. I will proofread it before I return with it."

He looked over at Lirana, "Take my Aunt back to the other room for now after she is finished eating. No need to tie her up. Just stay there while we get this document figured out."

He looked at Queen, "Quadruple your guards on your father and that entire wing. Seal it off. If your brother is making a play on paper he may try and free your father."

She nodded and looked at her husband, "We need to work hard on getting heirs."

He smiled at his wife, "It is not work. When they are born it is work. Right now, it is a pleasure."

They laughed. Raven looked at him, "Have her show you what Myssara gave her. My cleric is a Scion for her".

He looked at Shia, "Did the armor check out?"

She nodded, "All there as agreed. We have several extra sets of bracers."

He nodded and he walked in and Brenda picked up her armor. Shia walked over and handed him two sets of bracers. He looked at her, "Get my son." She nodded he handed one set to Brenda, "Go to the last room we were in and strip down to just clothes. Tell the innkeeper we had a lady with our bucket brigade. She led it we would like her to come up and straighten out the rooms for us."

She smiled and went off as Fret walked in, "Did you get a set of these?"

He looked at Raven, "One of my ladies gave me her old set. He stuck those in his hands, "Switch to those and give the others to Shia here. All old armor and bracers are to be sold. All tanks should have a set of bracers. Stuff we got today we keep just in case.

All remaining funds are to be sold AFTER dealing with the money we get from the Baron reward. Let them give you gold for what we sell. No credit on what we are selling. Then divided amongst the group." She nodded.

Fret looked at Raven, "How did you get all of this armor?"

He leaned in and whispered, "I roleplayed the fuck out of it."

He laughed and Raven walked out to the bar. He looked over and three stacks were gone, "Another ale for me please."

The bartender handed Raven a bottle as he pulled out his dagger and started tapping the bottle to get everyone's attention. "'The question was asked about how did you all end up in this fine armor?' The answer is its compensation from an assassination attempt."

There was a lot of murmuring, "I arrived here I find out by birth I had titles and inheritance due to me in the Duke's land and the Elven Empire. I do not have a fondness for court. They do not have a fondness for half-elves.

I am dealing with paperwork to divest myself of those inheritances. Instead of money, I wanted campaigns to improve relations with the local population for those of half-elven birth. Well, the FORMER King in the Elven Empire sent an assassin.

We captured and questioned. We contacted the FORMER King and the big thing he wanted from me was the family blade. The blade my father left me. I agreed to return it along with everything. I reached an agreement with the princess sent to talk with me. He apparently thought killing me was a better idea.