Until the End of Time [Mercifuldarkheart and Lilytania]

[mercifuldarkheart]

It had been approximately a week since the woman had come into the Kingdom of Elzheim with the intentions of negotiating a treaty with the coalition, and a week that the soldier watching her was stuck on guard duty. From his desk a few feet down the hall he could see the abused anthro leader and cursed the luck that he had; the war was going to continue and they were finally going to be able to rid this land of those furry bastards for good and he was stuck having to watch the damn whore! The low-rank soldier couldn't help but curse his luck as he decided to vent a little frustration, and as such, made his way to the cell she was in. "Hey...whore...get up!"

He remembered when they first brought her down into the castle prison. They took their turns beating her with a variety of tools from their own fists down to slapping the restrained woman with their cocks; more so, she smelled of abuse from the inhumane treatment received. "I need a pot to piss in...and you need some water don't you?" A cocky snarl crossed his lips as he looked over to the proud woman, waiting for her response and movements as he began to undo the clasps that bound his member behind those leather trousers. All the while he never felt the presence coming behind him poised to take his life...

A swift sword strike from a strange blade, something resembling a katana, pierced the unknowing soldier's throat and cut cleanly down the middle. The body fell with a heavy thud against the stone floor. When she looked up she would see a stranger that felt out of place in these lands, handsome with a charismatic aura that seemed to draw an onlooker in without much need for coaxing. Pushing a hand through his silver hair, those eyes had a distressed look to them as he saw the poor treatment they held on his prize...his vixen, and his other half. Sure she may not remember their past, their love, and their power, but he had been waiting for centuries to have her back in his arms.

Anthro or not, he would not be without her again.

"I've been waiting for you for the last two centuries to be reborn, and I promise to get you out of here...and all I ask is that you become mine. By whatever rites your clan has on mating...just give me the right to have you as my lover once more and this sword and all that I can do will be yours against anyone who threatens what you cherish..."

 

[Lilytania]

Evelynn shifted in her cell, pushing herself up when she heard the guard's call. She bared her teeth. "I'd rather die of thirst," she growled. Her ears lay flat against her head in anger. She hated being her. How dare these bastards imprison her, when she had come in peace? The humans thought they were superior because they were "full-bloods."

Evelynn watched in disgust as the guard began to pull out his member. She gritted her teeth. But when he fell to the ground, she blinked in surprise. She tensed, and saw the man stepping from the shadows, the guard's blood on his sword.

Evelynn looked up at the man in front of her. She crawled to the front of the cell, looking up at him. "Searching for me?" she growled bitterly. "You humans don't live even a century unless you are lucky, which, you rarely are. I have no idea what you are talking about." She looked up at him. But he had saved her. She narrowed her eyes. "Explain yourself."

 

[mercifuldarkheart]

“And where would the fun in that be my dear, Evelynn…and yes I seem to know a great deal more about you than you would imagine.” A smile graced the enigmatic human’s lips as he thought over her statement. It was true that humans did not live to see a century in most cases, and his physical appearance led him to be no older than twenty-one…barely even a man by age standards. However, there were some many things in the world that were better left unexplained until one was prepared for truths beyond their comprehension.

“You’re looking with your eyes, love, and not with your soul…or else you would have realized who I am…and what we have, what I’ve waited these years to re-kindle and have again.” He paused, seeming to mull over something before flashing a playful smirk. “All you need to know is that I am quite fond of you, Evelynn-san, and that my abilities are more than you can imagine, and more than this pathetic kingdom can remember…I will be your sword and shield, even your hound of hell, and all things will be revealed…if only you agree to let me have you.”

He didn’t seem to want much in exchange for her freedom. Unless one counted that she was an Alpha in her tribe, and to take a mate in her situation would make her lower than her station…would make her belong to him. “I want to let you out, but you have to agree to these terms, my darling Evelynn…”

 

[Lilytania]

Evelynn settled back to rest her butt on her feet. She gripped the bars, her eyes narrowed and watching him. She wasn't sure she wanted to believe him. She tried looking with her soul, but she wasn't sure how to do so. She shut her eyes and sighed. She wrinkled her nose, the smells of the prison stinging her sensitive nose. He was her ticket out of here. If he turned out to be against her, she could run.

"Fine," she said simply. "I will come with you, and let you have me." She looked up at him, and honestly hoped the members of her tribe would not notice her new mate until much later. She did not want to be seen as weaker. She stood to her feet, her fluffy tail swishing. "Get me out," she said.