The two women, Night Silver, and her new wife, Anastasi, landed right outside a door. They were in the city of elves that Hougan had forced people to build. The sight of these two suddenly appearing from the sky above, was quite the shock for the elves who managed to witness it.
Night Silver kicked the door open, to see the wretched state one of her worshipers was in. "Damn that Hougan bastard. I should have killed him a few more times." She said, walking into the dimly lit room. A small trace of natural light followed her in, banishing the darkness.
"Huh?" The woman shaking in the corner, stopped, blinked, slowly looking up. From her vantage point all she could see was the long elven ears. Her shaking began once again, and she retreated her face back into the shaking.
I really should have cut off his balls and shoved them down his throat. Really make him choke on his own equipment. This woman was once beautiful enough to be confused for an elf, so long as she hid her ears. Such a… Damn it.
I wonder how she feels right now? This human woman is the mother of Hougan's child. Surely seeing her would set this Sil off. But it doesn't feel like that's the anger she holds. It feels more like her fury is directed towards Hougan, and feels an abundance of pity for this woman. For that matter I can't help but feel pity for her as well. She seems like she was once a picture of beauty. However, now…
Night Silver continued walking closer to the woman, and once close enough, she reached out, gently yet firmly grabbed the woman by the chin, and lifted her face so their eyes would meet. "You were calling out for me, so I came, my child."
The foggy haze seemed to stay covering the woman's eyes. However, that changed once her lips met a pair so perfect it was like her very soul had been brought back from the brink of death. "Huh, wha… Mother!" The woman's eyes brightened in shock, fear, and awe. "Please forgive me for doing something so utterly shameful!" She trembled. "I… I didn't realize the sin I was committing."
Giggling a little, Night Silver smiled. "I can forgive you, for you cried out for me. You alone realized the gravity of your actions. So, I will offer you a kindness. I will not be affording the other women who failed this world, and all of the people in it." She sat upon the bed, and laid the woman's head into her lap, gently stroking the woman's head, ignoring the nasty feeling it had after days without proper hygiene care.
The woman realized that there were two things she wanted above all else at this moment. "I want to… I want to be your daughter forever."
"Of course, that's something that'll never change. So tell me, what's the other thing on your mind?"
"I… Don't want to be a mother like this."
"Oh, I see. You were violated then." The woman nodded, tears falling into Night Silver's lap. "Well, it's not like I can't grant that request. However, you're going to need to play along with me for a little bit. I must have a very good reason to end a child's life, even if they are the child of the demon who harmed my people."
"I'll do what I can, Mother!"
"Good, then first let's get you cleaned up and all presentable. I want to see that beautiful face again."
About an hour later, Hougan's victim was clean, beautiful, and smiling. She had been granted a private bath with her goddess, and got to have a little extra fun, feeling good. Good in a way that only the mother goddess of nature could possibly manage.
It was then, in another room, Anastasi had already the young Decem in her custody. A few elves did make attempts to save him, however, after the first couple of idiots it was made abundantly clear that they were not able to reach him. Even so, Anastasi simply had the boy suspended in the air in such a way that he couldn't do anything to escape.
The boy's mother entered the room, once again with her perfect vision of beauty. "Mommy! Save me from this evil witch! She keeps lying that daddy is dead!" She ignored the boy's pleas.
Behind the woman, stepped in a woman, one whose presence shattered any magical interference. "I see, that bastard Hougan was even using his brat to keep a tight hold over my beloved children. I should have researched more painful ways to kill him. He clearly hadn't suffered enough…" She said, looking around as if there was something else in the air, until her gaze fell upon the boy. "Hmm, Hougan is really far too cruel. Imagine condemning your own child to such a fate? Let alone your only one." She added, and then sat upon the throne.
Once she took the place that was rightfully hers before anyone else, even the throne itself recognized her. To show this, the throne covered itself in an abundance of natural beauty which grew the moment it felt safe to properly express itself.
"Oh my, Sil, even the throne he built hates him. What a pitifully horrible man." Anastasi giggled.
"He really was, and now he's made his own son the core to an elaborate mind control skill. I can of course break it, but…" She started, then sighed. "That aside, boy, your name is Decem right?" She paused, waiting for an answer to break the silence. "It's okay if you don't want to answer. I can tell that you're his brat. I am the one who killed your deplorable father."
"My daddy isn't dead! There's no way he could be killed! My daddy's the strongest!"
"Pfft, the blind hope of a child." She pulled out Hougan's sword. "This, you recognize it right?" The boy's mind… It broke, shattered. "Well I guess that makes sense. You are a pathetic weakling's son after all. I'm keeping this sword as a trophy. But, I do hate seeing children in such pain. So take this as a way to apologize for your sudden fatherlessness." She tossed a rather expensive looking item to the boy.
The boy caught it, looked at it, and as he was about to throw it away, his inventory opened, and it went inside.