Chapter 20. Needs and Whims Catered For,
After the formal late lunch organised by Lady Nox, the Raven Queen. She had dismissed everyone to enjoy the castle grounds at their leisure. There was nothing off limits but advised her guests that the cellars were mainly used for storage places by the household help and that she couldn’t imagine that there would be of anything of interest to guests of their calibre down in such places.
The only outlier to this point would be the wine cellar. Lord Fielder raised this point, as he had thoroughly enjoyed the Raven Queen’s hospitality and more particularly the blood wine which… as rumours among the Harpy Clan’s went, that the Raven Kingdom had a treasure trove wine cellar full of it.While Lady Nox was glad that Lord Fielder had enjoyed the hospitality, it irked her that he should feel the need to verify such gossiping himself.
&Chapter 21. A Drunken King Rouault Now that Queen Nox had left the late lunch, bordering on dinner, social event to return to her work, as the sole ruler of her Kingdom. As well as Seraphina – the dazzling delight of the evening had taken her to leave – having left, one by one all of the remaining guests left the dining room in their respective groupings. The first pair, chaperone and young eligible bachelor, to leave had been King Rouault and Prince Kavan. The former, staggered and wabbled in his pace. His young Prince supported his weight from his shoulder, hugging his side with one arm. Despite this, the King seemed to pay his son no mind. “Honestly,” The young owlet chastised, “You may have overdone it with the blood wine.” The older Tawny owl spluttered and slurred. Being drunk elongated his hooting accent to a comical degree, “Yooou knooow…” he began, “It shooould be me whooo tells yooo ooooff, yoooungster.” The younger peacock prince, Prince Caruso and Queen
Chapter 22. Free Time Around the Castle: Master Fenn While Master Fenn had done his best to close the door to the room gently, trying his best not to cause the ironmongery to squeak under the palm of his hands. The truth was that Master Fenn could have slammed it for all that it would have mattered and the young owl knew it better than anyone else present in the Raven Kingdom would. Lord Fielder would not wake now, until the alcohol wore off in his system and by then, he would be craving gallons and gallons of water to quench a thirst that seemed as though it would never end. He signed as he walked down a different hallway than the one he had approached the room from. Partly, because he did not want to run into the Peacocks or the Eurasians right now. Master Fenn was already angry at them as it was and he wasn’t naturally an angry owl by nature. More often he was v
Chapter 23. Awaiting Opportunity Lady Cassandra and young Master Caruso, those from the Peacock Harpy’s Royaly, had been the next pair out of the dining room, once the drunken Lord Fielder had left, – being supported by the young tawny he was supposed to be chaperoning. Now and again, small bubbles of giggles and chuckles would surface, from their lungs to their lips. Usually, Master Caruso did not get on well with his mother. Especially surrounding the topic of wanting a mate who was not a peacock. He thought beige was boring and refused to marry a woman who… was just plainly and blatantly boring. Initially, Lady Cassandra had taken no issue with this. It was well known, and widely accepted among all of the harpy Clan’s, that peacock males had a vanity like no other. Requiring absolute beauty within their mates. It was because of precisely this, that the P
Chapter 24. Council of Owls & Code of Conduct The last group of Harpy to leave the dining room, following the late lunch and both Seraphina and Lady Nox, the Raven Queens’ departure to continue the obligations that came with her ruling a Kingdom as a widowed Queen, was the Eurasian Eagle Owl Harpy. As they walked up the corridor; the group turned in the direction of their room, around several more turns and a few doors up. It did not seem to take long and the brothers were in high spirits – slightly tipsy after a few glasses of the blood wine themselves. Not enough that they had almost complete loss of bodily functions. Such as that, they had witnessed, of Lord Fielder. Who was supposed to be chaperoning Master Fenn, had ended up having to use the young owlet as a crutch to get him back to his room after several goblets of the blood wine, too many. Both of the Eurasian brothers’ laugh
Chapter 25. A Shifter's Mark The Raven Kingdom was not one that was known for its warmth, or its sun for that matter. Situated in a more northern part of the continent the blistering winds of the three mountains had a bite to it. The sky while lit with clouds earlier, was now beginning to dull – more than its usual level of dullness anyway. This was how, most, of the Royal guest from the other Clan’s perceived it anyway. They all felt it was still quite early. Too early for the light to already be fading from the sky, and fading so fast too. While the various guests had left the late lunches by now: Some now asleep, passed out or garnering beauty sleep. Others exploring the castle or, such as Lord Easton – drafting letters to his mate. The Eurasian Queen. Sephora remained, still, in the Noble District. Having now, s
Chapter 26. One Downed Hound As both the younger twin of Lady Nox, alongside her poorer aesthetic features of icy pale blue eyes, that were almost white. After Sephora had, what she believed for the most part, gotten over her mother issues - deriving from lack of attention and affection that her sister always seemed to receive from her- the younger twin had kicked back and realised the two tier favouritism may actually be a good thing for her. While she seemed innocent and childlike as a defence, and these days, a default. She had indulged herself once or twice with various servants. Only those she deemed to be of her tastes and her own aesthetic; being so imperfect with her pale eyes, she never imposed such strict conditions on anyone she deemed fit to pleasure her. Of course the Raven Queen knew nothing about this and were she ever to find out…. The mere thought of that
Chapter 27. Lurking Lust Caruso had ensured that his exit from the room was quiet and soft enough so as not to disrupt his mother, Lady Cassandra the Peacock Queen's, beauty sleep – just as she had begun to drift off. As it was supposed to be, a late breakfast was delayed to a late lunch. All due to Princess Sephora, who had never bothered to even show up in the end. This was a sentiment mutually shared by all those who had arrived. Already the younger princess had earned a flakey reputation, but it wasn't unfixable at this point. As it was pushed back to a late lunch, it had disgruntled Lady Cassandra, in the being so close to her evening beauty rest. No matter the reason
Chapter 28. Curse The Peacock Clan A tear broke from her left eye as Caruso, her attacker, finally reached her. She backed away again, but this time the back of her calves bumped into the edge of a low long chair and with a yelp that she could not help. Servant girl, Auro fell backward onto it. Her servant uniform, a grey checkered dress, flipped up and revealed lacy black underwear. "Oh, now that…." The Peacock Prince purred, "…that is an excellent position for you, isn't it?" As he grabbed the back of the couch closest, in a place most relative to her legs with the hand which had just been on his throbbing member. He ran that hand up one of the dark grey stockings at her thighs; i