It's been about ten days since I started my new life here. I haven't had time for myself. Thrown into a mess but things are starting to look up now. The alchemists haven't got the soaps right but there's progress and hope; the land reclamation mission has been reported a success and more than 10 thousand citizens have already left to work as farmers. My training has already seen me add [Strength +3] and [Defense +3]. Significantly low compare to the work but still progress, and unfortunately I haven't added any skills. Like the Butler said, "You don't need a warrior class to know how to swing a sword properly but you need a warrior class to use warrior skills."
Things are slowly coming together, and now standing before a 20 feet mirror, I am staring at the face that had been mine for over a week. A young face, probably 20 or 22. Not overly handsome but the good looks are there and it seem to go well with his 6'1 frame. Now this young face is about to meet his mother for the first time in more than a year.
A soft knock came to the chambers door and soon a maid came in.
"Dinner is served, Your Majesty," she announced. "The Queen Mother is waiting."
I nodded and she bowed and left.
Mother of the king. It is said that they don't particularly have a close relationship. When things started going downhill fast she ran off to her father's territory, a barony under the kingdom of Montreal. Changes about her son must have reached her ears and she probably came out of curiosity. Well, I've been dying to meet her too, ever since I saw her portrait.
I walked down the hallway toward the dining hall. Gigantic portraits of past family members lined the walls, their stern gazes following me as I passed. As I approached the grand arched entrance of the royal dining hall, the intricately carved oak doors slowly creaked open, revealing the magnificent sight within. The dining hall is vast, with a vaulted glass ceiling reaching towards the heavens. The room seemed to breathe with history, each step echoing through the expanse. The long dining table, dressed in fine silk and draped with royal banners, ran down the center of the hall. It was set with an impressive array of gleaming silverware, crystal goblets, and china adorned with golden accents. Elaborate floral arrangements graced the table, adding a burst of color to the really regal setting. And at the other end of the table sat the most beautiful face I've ever seen. The moment I made an entrance she stood up, as is customary, and the six maids waiting by the side bowed.
The portraits did her a terrible injustice but I couldn't fault them because you need divine intervention to recreate something this beautiful. Her face and skin flawless, her figure full and heavy. Exactly what you would expect a succubus queen to look like. My dick thickened and jerked.
I sat down and we began to eat. Steamed rabbits soup and vegetables with other meals I can't identify but tasted wonderfully well too. They practically melted in my mouth, releasing rich flavor as though made by magic. Maybe it was.
"...you have grown." I heard her say.
I looked up to find her looking at me, her eyes gentle and kind. She hadn't eaten much since I started. I dropped my spoon.
"...leave us"
The maids began to leave, dropping everything they were holding.
"Come sit closer, mother" I said when I heard the door close.
She looked at me, curious and confused, but gently stood and began walking towards me, her steps regal and graceful. She sat down to my right on the seat closest to me, her gentle eyes still held me. I stared back then sat up and leaned towards her. Our lips met and I began to kiss those rosy soft lips of hers like one wouldn't his mother. She didn't pull away, she sat rooted, probably shocked and when I withdrew, her eyes were indeed wide in shock.
"I hold nothing against you" I told her, still leaning towards her and holding her gaze. "the future is bright, let's move forward with a good relationship"
And with that I left, leaving her with a choice to make.
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The next day was busy. The alchemists finally got a soap right and were now ready for mass production while they worked on the rest of the soaps.
I have been avoiding mother all day training with the Butler. The only time I had a break in the day was when a knight brought a message to me of bandits attacking a small village under the Barony of Winterborne, a territory under Drakoria. I had instructed them to give me updates on anything out of the ordinary happening to any of the regions under Drakoria.
"Have Erik take 2000 of the kingdom's soldiers to investigate the matter." I told the messenger. "Find the base of those bandits and wipe them out. Make it as brutal as possible and have their heads placed on spikes before their burning base. Retrieve all valuables, and leave the kingdom's banner so that everyone would know who is responsible"
He showed restrained shock but bowed and left.
"That will cause heavy retaliatory attacks on defenseless villages across Drakoria" the Butler said when the doors shut.
"Then we will do the same to them too" I replied, my voice firm. "Sacrifices will be necessary to make sure they know that no region under Drakoria can be attacked without severe consequences."
He simply bowed in understanding, his expression betraying no emotion, and then we continued till the evening.
With the healing from the priestess I felt brand new and refreshed, though a bit disoriented. Walking back to my room, knights on both sides of the grand hallway, I saw mother in the royal garden. A vast and enchanting space, filled with an array of exotic flora that seems to stretch endlessly. Bioluminescent butterflies and insects create a mesmerizing dance of light, their gentle glow casting a soft, ethereal ambiance over the garden and there, beneath the flower-covered arbor, she stood, exuding lustful grace and beauty, surrounded by the three maids she came with.
"Go tell mother I demand an audience in my room" I said to no one in particular but the knight closest to me bowed and left.
I kept watching her and saw the knight walk up to her, bowed and delivered the message. I needed to see her reaction. She listened intently, her regal composure never wavering and without a word she nodded to the knight.
I chuckled. My dick thickened and throbbed.