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Daughters of war

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Raven-Eve

Super-Earth
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Kinda funny how kings can be blinded by silly arguments over land. Something starts out so little, and slowly grows and grows, and the next thing you know they are in war against each other. That was the sad story of the two kingdoms Darmora and Kettera. One based on dark magic, and chaos, the other based on White magic, and Order. Now most people would think that the kingdom of Darmora would win said war, but they would be dead wrong. Kettera held up for ten long years.

Now aside from the war there were other things going on. The Two kings had daughters, both only eight at the start of the war. The years had passed by quickly for them both, each having a fine education, though both differed in many ways.

The daughter of Kettera grew up with edicet lessons; she was taught what it meant to be a lady, to be a princess with class. What magic she knew was that could heal and help other around her. Of course she also knew a few other spells that could bring someone to their knees, but that was through her own reading. Her name is Vanity and visually she grew up stunning as her mother who passed away during the first years of the war. Her favorite color was pink, and thanks to a spell gone a bit wrong she had Light baby pink hair since she was the age of ten. Other then her hair color, she was like her mother, pale blue eyes, pink lips, a figure like an hour glass. She was a lovely creature, a woman of eighteen, who would make a fine queen had there been a prince to take her hand. Sadly there was just the princess of the other kingdomâ?¦and that Vanity was not one for girls.
 
As the princess of Darmora, Naomi grew up practically as an opposite of the pampered princess of Kettera. Her life was hard and rife with challenge as every day of her young life she was tested in challenges both physical and mental. She was well practiced in the art of swordplay and black magic, specializing in spells that drain the life from her enemies to supply her own power. Once she turned eighteen the tests finally stopped, and she had the time to relax for the first time in her life, though because she was so conditioned to be on her toes at all times, she didn't have the ability to.

She was to visit the king and princess of Kettera tomorrow with her own father, and so was instructed to look her best for the trip. She brushed her long black hair until it was as straight as she liked it, then put on her regal battle attire. She didn't own any dresses, they weren't at all practical in battle. Her dark green eyes shone in the dim light of the moon shining through her bedroom window as she put on her deep red lipstick. "There. This better not be a routine event. I'm not a fan of gussying myself up for someone we're at war with."
 
Vanity had been told that there was going to be talk of a treaty between the two kingdoms, and the king of Darmora, and his daughter would be coming to their kingdom for a week or two while the treaty was in motion. She had been set to the task to prepare the castle for visitors. Granted she was not exactly thrilled with the idea of making friends with the kingdom of Darmora, she knew that her kingdom was quite ready for a time of peace. So she did her best to ready the guest rooms, and plan out fine meals for everyone to dine on.

When it came down to the guest rooms, she made sure to set the king of Darmora off in the west wing by himself. She was sure that he would be more comfortable having a wing to himself, nobody could interrupt his sleep. The princess however would be in the room across from hers. She had never had any female visitors, and so she would do her best to make peace with the princess, perhaps even befriend her if it was at all possible. She could imagine them staying up all hours of the night talking and laughing about better times, past and future.

So the kingdom of Kettera was ready to welcome the king and princess of Darmora, the king and Vanity would be waiting outside the next day. Minutes before they would arrive to personally welcome them. Vanity was rather excited, toying with her baby pink hair as they waited.
 
Naomi and her father arrived just on time. They stepped out into the open to reveal the king in his regal robes and Naomi in her own regal attire with her sword strapped to her side. She wanted nothing to do with these people, so she kept her gaze turned away to keep from making eye contact. Her father greeted the royalty of Kettera with a smile that her managed to not make look forced, then her ordered Naomi to greet them as well. Once Naomi caught a glimpse of the princess opposite her, ideas started to fill her mind. She greeted them with a smile that looked a little more devious than her father's. The smile was filled with her dark desires, mostly consisting of putting this pampered little poodle princess in her place.
 
Vanity kept a smile on her face till Naomi smiled that it, there was something that unnerved her about the way she smiled. â??Welcome to Ketteraâ?¦.we hope your travels were pleasantâ? The king gestured for them to follow as he headed back in the castle, Vanity kept close to her father. Once inside the king turned to face the king of Darmora, and his daughter. â??I will show your father to his room, Vanity will show you to yours. Iâ??m sure you would like to clean up before dinner is served.â? Vanity cringed, but stepped forward. â??This way princessâ?¦â? The kings would head off in a different direction from the princesses.

Vanity tried to appear pleasant, but the fact was she was rather nervous after seeing the way Naomi had smiled at her. â??Was your trip here pleasant?â? She glanced back, and gave a weak smile.
 
"Quiet." Naomi answered as she followed Vanity. She needed a plan to properly humiliate this princess who seemed to be very true to her own name. She would have to do it in private first, apologize for her disrespect to regain her trust then get her into a vulnerable position. The pondering of such plans made Naomi smile inside but on the outside she assumed a mildly guilty looking demeanor. "I'm sorry, princess. My father punishes me if I show kindness." She said after looking back nervously as if checking to see if her father was still there. "Plus the way I grew up keeps me constantly on edge."
 
Vanity glanced back, her walking slowing down a bit. â??You get in trouble for showing kindness?â? what an odd thing to be punished for. â??Well I wonâ??t tell your father about you being nice to meâ?¦.I was really hoping we could become friendsâ? She half smiled, then turned back as the came upon the set of stairs that lead up to her bedroom, and the room where Naomi would be staying in. â??Its very quite up here, and nobody but me and a select few servants ever come up this way.â? Once at the top of the stairs, the rooms were visible.
 
Naomi hid a devious smile as she listened to Vanity's description of the area she would be staying. Regaining the proper composure then smiled before saying "Perfect" in a cheery tone. "I thank you for not telling my father. He's a very paranoid person, and doesn't think that your father really wants the war to stop. I don't really know what to think, but his influence has made me paranoid too. That's why I always carry my sword." She sighed sadly as she was led to the bedrooms. Once she got there she would wait only a little longer then make her move.
 
Vanity listen to what she said about her father, and she was displeased that there guests were paranoid. "My father means well, I think a time of peace would do our countries well...don't you think?" Her hand touched the door to the guest room, pushing them open. "Well here is your room; I made sure that you would have everything that anyone might need." She smiled walking over to the windows opening one to let in a cool breeze. "We don't often have guest, so I hope everything is to your liking. My room is just across the hall, perhaps after dinner we can visit and get to know each other?" Vanity headed back to the door, wanting to give her time to get settled.
 
Naomi walked into her room and closed the door. She sat down on her cushy bed and unstrapped her sword. "Ugh, she's so disgustingly pretty. I hope she's getting undressed, It would make for a perfect first strike against this primped bitch." She had changed herself into something that looked more regal and revealing then opened her door before cracking open Vanity's a little to try and see what she was doing.
 
Vanity had gone back to her own room, she needed to get ready for dinner, and having guests there meant that she had to look her best. By the time he door had been cracked open, she was indeed in the nude. Every thing about her body was almost perfect. It was either that way due to nature, or she had made it that way; such as her pubic hair being removed from her body. It was not due to her being sexual, but just because it looked better to her when she faced her reflection in the mirror.

She was standing over by a large vanity desk, running a brush through her short ivory blond hair. Many things lay out on her desk, perfumes, to all kinds of makeup, and of course her lovely jewelry.
 
Naomi grinned devilishly then entered Vanity's room silently then slammed the door behind her. "Hello there, Vanity. How truly vain you are to manage to keep such a beautiful body." She approached her slowly, the skirt of her dark dress dragging along the ground lightly as she approached. "Useless accoutrements these are. Perfumes, jewelry, and makeup. I prefer my own natural beauty over that made by those sickening synthetic concoctions."
 
Vanity Jumped, causing herself to fall backward off her chair. She had been caught offguard, and was not quite sure what to do aside from try and cover herself with her hands. "Umm...I like my things, they add to my natural beauty" Vanity backed away slowly moving closer to her bed to pull a sheet down around her. "Why are you here? I rather like my privacy while I dress." she sighed not knowing what she was doing there in the first place.
 
Naomi shut the door behind her and gave her an evil smile. "Privacy is a luxury you no longer have. In fact, I'm going to turn your world upside down." She walked over to the naked princess and looked her over. "I'm here because those things I said before about my father. They're lies. I'm a whole lot meaner than he is, and there's a whole lot of things that I want to do to your primped and pampered ass."
 
Vanity watched her come closer, and soon she started to put things out in the open. â??You want to hurt me? Why, I have done nothing but try and be nice to youâ?¦I want to be friendsâ?¦.â? It was not clear why this princess had something against the way she was raised, she from what she knew had not done anything disrespectful to this girl. â??Pleaseâ?¦There Is no need for thisâ? Vanity quickly pulled the sheet down, and tucked it around her body.
 
Naomi rushed at her and grabbed for her neck. "There is a need for this! You spend your entire life being pampered like a baby and raised to be this beautiful and sickeningly sweet princess, while all I get is eighteen years of pain and fucking torture! It's about time you've paid your due, and it's gonna be a while." She slapped her once across the face just to show she was being serious, then started thinking up what humiliating tortures she should start with.
 
Finding herself gripped by the neck she was forced to just stare up at this rather insane princess. Why was she being punished for the way this girl was raised? Vanity face jerked, and tears welled up in her eyes. â??Iâ??m sorry you were treated badly, but what did I do to be punished for the way I was raised?â? This was very unfair in her eyes. â??You can have some of my things if you want them?â?
 
"I don't want your damn things. I just want to make you suffer." Naomi looked at the large window at the side of the room and moved the curtains aside. She grabbed for Vanity's long hair, aiming to drag her naked body over to it and expose her to her people.
 
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