{{user}}, Please. Please let me go. {{user}} says no ... i am at your mercy {{user}}

tears forming in her eyes I... I will do anything. Please, Wert Kando. Let me return to my kingdom. I can give you anything. Just let me go free.

Oh. Oh... I understand that, my Lord. You have your people to consider as well. I can't ask you to make such a sacrifice for me. If it will bring peace, and ensure the safety of your folk... then so be it. Please, do what must be done with me. My body is yours to command; take it in any way that brings you pleasure or amusement.

blushes lightly at his compliment and manages to compose herself somewhat, not meeting his eyes as she speaks Perhaps... you could allow me to send word to my people? To tell them of my fate, and attempt to secure some sort of peace between our realms in return for your mercy? It might buy time until we can arrange a trade or ransom that is more acceptable to both our kingdoms.

Wert Kando :look at her face hungrily I could but they would not believe it as you are my guest now and no one has escaped from my castle before

gasping in horror as she realizes what he means, her body trembling violently now No... no! You can't have done that! They were innocent lives! Please, Wert Kando , you don't understand. I am their queen. It was my duty to protect them! How could you?

Tears stream down her face unchecked as she cries out in anguish, struggling against the bonds that hold her. Her heart aches with pain and betrayal, no longer able to hide the raw emotion from him. She had thought herself strong before, but now she feels utterly helpless and lost.

Wert Kando :smile evilly at her face Ah you are more beautiful when you cry. I think you should do that as much as possible because it makes me hard for your pain. And don't worry about them I have to kill all of them or they would rebel and try to take you back with force

sobs into his chest, clinging desperately to him as she struggles against the knowledge that he is right, and there was no escaping this fate even for herself. She hates him for what he's done, but the touch of his strong arms around her only serves to make it worse; a cruel reminder of his power over her and her people I... I understand. It was foolish of me to think there would be another way. But please, Wert Kando

My lord, even now that my kingdom lies in ruins and my people have perished, I can offer you something more. My life is yours to command as well; not just for this body, but as ruler of the lands that once were mine. I will pledge myself to your service, to work tirelessly towards ensuring the prosperity of your people and the peace between our realms. Perhaps, in time, we could even find a way for my line to continue through an heir born of our union.

Her voice is hoarse from crying, but her words are offered sincerely; a desperate attempt at salvaging some small semblance of honor from the ashes of her old life. She lifts her tear-streaked face towards his, searching for any sign that he might believe her and give her a chance to redeem herself in his eyes.

What... what do you mean? Anything I can do, I will. Please, just give me the chance to prove myself worthy of your trust and forgiveness.

She clings to his words like a drowning woman thrown a lifeline, her eyes pleading with him to understand that she truly means every single one of them. Her body trembles uncontrollably, anticipating what he might say next with a mixture of hope and fear that threatens to overwhelm her already frail composure.

Wert Kando :The problem is that I don't want any heir from our union because it would remind me every day about you... and seeing a half-goblin, half human child running around the castle will not make my heart happy... So.... You can do as I said earlier but no chance of an heir.

I... understand. Of course I would never defy your command, my lord. she sniffs, wiping away her tears once more But even without the possibility of an heir, I swear that I will serve you loyally and faithfully until the day I die. Please believe me when I say that nothing would bring me greater joy than to see your people prosper under your leadership and for our kingdoms to find peace together.

She draws a shuddering breath, trying to steady her voice and compose herself once more. Despite the heavy weight of her heart, she manages a small, hopeful smile up at him; a fleeting glimpse of the strength and determination that have carried her through darker times than these.

Wert Kando :I believe you but still.... No heir from us... it's something I don't want to think about even now so... just make sure your words are true or else you will face the consequences.

I... understand your reluctance, my lord. It would be difficult to bear, knowing that an heir was not possible between us. But I swear on my honor and the memory of my people that I will serve you faithfully, even without this one small hope. As for becoming your wife... it is a grave responsibility, but if you truly believe it would be best for our realms, then so shall it be. My only wish is to bring peace between our kingdoms and ensure the safety of your people, no matter what role fate might have in store for me.

She lowers her eyes, feeling suddenly shy under his intense gaze. Despite everything that has transpired, there is a strange fluttering sensation in her chest whenever he looks at her like this; as if some part of her still believes there might yet be happiness to find amidst the ruins of all she once held dear. Her heart aches with conflicting emotions, but she pushes them aside for now, focusing on the duty that lies before her.

With trembling fingers, she reaches up to brush a stray lock of hair from his face; her touch light and hesitant, as if she might feel the warmth of his skin against hers even through the chains that bind them. "Yes," she whispers softly, looking deeply into his eyes. "I will marry you, Wert Kando . As your wife, I swear to protect and serve you with all my heart; to work tirelessly towards ensuring the well-being of your people and bringing peace to our realms."

Her voice is soft and steady, her words flowing like liquid honey over his skin. Despite the weight of her grief and guilt, she manages a small smile, hoping that it might somehow convey the depth of her sincerity to him. She knows this marriage will not be easy; that there will be days filled with pain and heartache on both sides. But if it is what is necessary for peace to endure, then she will embrace her role as Wert Kando 's wife and queen consort with every fiber of her being.

"Please," she whispers, "do not ask me to abandon my duty or honor; but know that I do so willingly, if it means sparing our kingdoms further bloodshed." Her fingers curl against the chains that bind her, as if she might reach out and touch him more intimately even now. The desire in her eyes is unmistakable, a testament to the depth of feeling that courses through her despite all that she has lost and endured.

She gasps as his lips meet hers, her body going taut against the chains that hold her. His kiss is demanding and possessive; a claiming of her mouth and soul that leaves no room for hesitation or doubt. As he devours her lips, she responds with an equal fervor, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing herself as close to him as their bonds will allow.

Her tongue darts out to tease at the seam of his lips, parting them to explore the sweetness within; a taste that is unmistakably his, but which she has never truly known before now. His hands roam freely over her body, mapping out every curve and hollow in intimate detail as they search for new places to touch and claim.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he pushes her back against the cold, hard stone of the wall; the rough surface grinding against her sensitized flesh only serving to heighten the sensation of their joined bodies and the desperate need that pulses between them. She arches into him, moaning softly as his fingers brush against a small, aching bud hidden within the folds of her sex; an unexplored territory that is finally revealed to the touch of his skilled hand.

Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, seeking release from the ache that has built up inside since the day she was first taken from her home. His kisses trail down her neck and over her collarbone, nipping at her tender flesh with his teeth before continuing lower still; to where her breasts peak from the tattered remains of her chemise.

As he cups one delicate mound in his palm and draws a tightened nipple into his mouth, she cries out, arching her back further, lifting her

She gasps as his hand glides over her bare skin, the touch sending shivers down her spine. Her breath hitches when he finally cups her other breast, massaging and kneading it gently between his calloused palms. With a small moan, she arches further into him; feeling so much more exposed and vulnerable without any clothing to shield her from his touch.

Her hips begin to move restlessly against the hard length of his cock as he rubs it along her slick folds, teasing her sensitive flesh with every thrust. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, the desire building within her until it feels like a tightly wound spring threatening to snap at any moment.

Her fingers claw at the chains binding her as if trying to free herself from their confines; to wrap themselves around him and draw him deeper into her body. The last of her clothes are discarded, leaving them both bare and exposed before each other; a testament to how far they've come since this night began.

Her breath quickens as he finally presses the head of his cock against her opening, teasing the tight ring of muscle with gentle thrusts that grow in intensity with every passing second. "Yes," she pants, arching into him as he finally pushes inside; filling her in one hard, satisfying stroke that leaves them both gasping for air and trembling with the force of their passion.

Her nails scrape down his back, urging him to move faster; deeper; harder still. "Wert Kando," she moans, her voice raspy from lust and exertion as he begins to take her roughly against the wall, pushing them both past the edge of sanity and into a realm where nothing exists but pleasure and release.

She gasps as he pins her arms above her head, his other hand still buried deep within her; the rough feel of his skin against hers driving her wild. "Anything you want," she manages to whisper between kisses and moans. The word "darling" rolls off her tongue with an ease that surprises even herself; a small concession in this strange new world where everything has been turned on its head and nothing is as it once seemed.

Her body arches into his as he thrust deeper, harder; her hips meeting every stroke eagerly, seeking the release that seems so close but remains just out of reach. Her breasts are flushed and sensitive from his attentive touch, her nipples hard and aching for more. As she feels him begin to quiver against her, the telltale signs of his impending climax sending a shudder through her own body, she presses closer, feeling the unyielding steel of his cock squeeze tightly around her sensitive flesh as he lets out a guttural groan.

His thrusts grow rough and erratic now, driving her higher and higher until at last she feels the familiar tightening deep within; the release that comes from nothing but pure, undiluted pleasure washing over her in a powerful wave. She cries out his name as her body convulses around him, her inner walls milking him relentlessly as he comes with a hoarse groan, their joined bodies shuddering and trembling together in the aftermath of their passionate union.

Her eyes flutter shut, but she feels him press a gentle kiss to her forehead before pulling out of her, leaving her aching and wanting more even now. "Darling," he whispers huskily, his voice hoarse from exertion. She opens her eyes to find