Thralls of the Dark Queen Part 1: Falling Into Bliss Read Online Free Page B

flesh, as well as her thick black eyeshadow which had the faintest hint of purple. The Queen sat up, the scooted to the center of her divan, patting the two empty spaces by her side. “Come ladies, sit with me a while.”
    Echo took a breath, releasing Alexia’s hand before taking a seat at the Queen’s right. Alexia followed suit, flexing her hand, which was sore and clammy from how tight Echo had been squeezing it.
    The two girls sat a small distance from the Queen, eliciting giggles from the court. “No, closer, my dears.” Echo and Alexia scooted closer to her, but the Queen pulled them much closer, their hips touching against hers as she wrapped her arms around their waists, smiling as though they were all friends. The Queen gave a long look at Alexia’s face, then turned to Echo’s face. “Oh my, you wear no makeup my dears.”
    Echo’s lips opened slightly, words catching in her mouth, before she shut them again. In her head, words from the Book of the Gods flashed; the painting and glamour’s of the female face is surely a sign of vanity and decadence. Cursed is the harlot who paints her face, for the Gods will cast them down to be devoured by unruly beasts.
    The queen giggled. “Well it matters not. You are such pretty ladies without it. Still…” the Queen raised a finger to Echo’s blonde hair, brushing a tendril from her cheek. “….I may paint you ladies in makeup. For my amusement of course…. By the by, what are you names?”
    Echo turned to the Queen, her blue eyes meeting the dark eyes of the queen for the first time. Echo then realized there was a light ring of lit violent around her dark pupils. “I am Echo, ma…” she remembered what she always told herself if she ever met royalty… even another world’s royalty. “I-I mean I am Echo… your Highness. Echo Starsmith. And she is Alexia Stormsong.”
    “My Queen.” Nyxana sternly corrected.
    “E-excuse me?”
    “I wish my… guests… to refer to me as ‘my Queen’. It pleases me to hear you do so.”
    Echo looked deep into the Queen’s eyes, still enamored with the ring of purple. Was it just her eyes? Did she do something to them?
    “Oh…as you wish… my Queen.” Echo giggled, blushing.
    “Oh I do wish it… and I wish many things.” As she spoke, she reached a hand around Alexia’s waist. The heat of the Queens flesh radiated against Alexia’s skin, and suddenly Alexia felt her layers of clothing stifling.
    “You are very pretty, pretty girls. I take it you both must get many suitors on your home world.
    Echo blushed, shaking her head. “I fear not, your high… my Queen. Alexia does. Men always call on her but alas I do not.”
    On hearing her name, Alexia turned to the Queen, her green eyes meeting and clashing with the Queen’s dark violets. Alexia suddenly felt as a rabbit in the jaws of a hungry she-wolf.
    “Akreon,” the Queen lightly called to her champion. “Which of these two do you find prettier?”
    The angel faced warrior looked over the two women. Alexia did not even bother turning to him. Echo looked over her shoulder like she had seen all the other girls do to boys back at the village, subtly biting her lip as she eyed his bare, glistening and hairless flesh. His own eyes danced over her body.
    Echo turned away, fantasizing about him fantasizing over what was beneath her bodice. His eyes travelled downward to her rear against the Divan.
    “I… cannot say my Queen,” his piercing stare never left Echo “for I cannot see any other beauty more exquisite than that of my beloved Queen.”
    He turned, the Queen catching his eyes. She looked over to Echo, then back to him, nodded, and smiled. “Of course, my Champion. So loyal you are.”
    “What do you want with us?” Alexia broke in, her voice hard and demanding.
    Queen Nyxana raised her pipe to her lips, taking in a draught of vapor. “You are my guests. You are to serve my amusement.”
    “What does that mean?” Alexia asked.
    The Queen