Herald of Steel

Chapter 932 Bagging a Queen (Part-2)

The other side held all the cards, and she had nothing.

So struggling here could accomplish nothing except prolonging her pain.

It was far better and easier to just bow the head.

But it was not also only hopelessness that made her ultimately agree.

It was hope too.

Because just like Gelene had asked, Lady Parthia had indeed visited the palace infirmary in the last two days.

And the things that she saw and learned there shocked her.

Being a queen and the mother of sixteen children, Lady Parthia had talked to so many doctors on many accounts regarding her various children when they fell ill that she could not even keep count.

But the physicians Alexander brought with him were really on another level.

Given her status, Lady Parthia was able to get quite an intimate tour of the infirmary and the things they told her and the diagrams and pictures they showed were really too magical.

How the eaten food was digested, how blood flowed through the body, and even the shape of the heart.

Diagrams of all such and many more were shown to her.

Lady Parthia had not been able to appreciate the skills of the doctors when they treated her husband because Perseus\'s case was really special.

But now, after seeing all the things for herself, Lady Parthia could not help but be moved.

She was a very religious and superstitious woman and so all these \'miraculous knowledge\' worked to convince her that perhaps Alexander was indeed blessed, perhaps the man could indeed heal her husband…. perhaps if she prayed hard enough her love could come back.

It was through these thoughts that she was pushed over the line and she ultimately agreed.

Lady Parthia stayed silent as Ophenia went a bit further on the various acts the rituals would demand of her, by the end of which Lady Parthia felt her body burning with shame.

There were many things she was told Alexander might ask her to do in bed she did not think even was possible.

This ranged from acts such as pleasuring the man\'s organs with the hand and mouth, which was something only whores and perhaps some low level mistresses did in Tibias, but never official wives as it was deemed too demeaning.

To the much more shocking act of taking it in the butt.

In Tibias, it was almost like a natural, unviolable law that intimate acts between men and women only involved the female genitalia.

The anal stuff was reserved strictly for the men on men.

Hence the refined lady was stunned, to the point that accompanying her blush, she also began to flare a bit in rage.

"How is this a ritual? It\'s so filthy! This is just you asking me to whore myself out! " She then could not help but blurt out in anger.

And this was indeed true,

There was no ritual since Ophenia had just made it all up on the spot.

The girl simply wanted Alexander to bang the queen, as a sign of his conquest and victory.

She had clearly noticed before her master\'s itch to take the lady, as his eyes lingered on the ample breasts and more specifically her large butt way longer than necessary.

But he appeared unable to take the last step due to his morality.

So Ophenia believed that as his priestess, it was her responsibility to pave the way for her master to enjoy himself.

When questioned about the veracity of the ritual, the high priestess sharpy rebuked Lady Parthia, "Do not insult the gods my lady! We mortals are not meant to question them!" as she brought the threat of the gods, before pointedly saying, "The ritual calls for Gaia\'s son\'s gratification. You will be what he wants you to be. Whore, slave, or even a dog should it please him. Understood!"

"....." Lady Parthia could find no word to counter.

This was the \'fixed price\' that was being demanded of her if she wanted her husband back.

"Okay. I can do that." Thus resigning herself to her fate, Lady Parthia gravely nodded her head with great difficulty, "But three days is too much! One day. I will only agree to one day," before quickly making this request as she flicked her index finger.

"The ritual calls for three days. It will not work otherwise." However, Ophenia was not gonna haggle.

She knew she had the other side by the noose.

"Then can you swear that my husband will wake up after those three days?" On the other hand, Lady Parthia sought with guarantee.

Ophenia of course was unable to deliver this assurance.

"If you please my master enough." Hence she gave this vague answer.

"Who decides that? How can …" But given the sheer amount Lady Parthia was sacrificing, she wished to be assured of something more concentre.

And was just about to argue on that, when suddenly, Gelene cut them in a chirping tone with the words, "Why don\'t we do both?" and instantly felt the two gazes fell on her, as if inquiring what the hell she was talking about.

Having gotten their attention, she then quickly laid out, "There is nowhere saying it had to be three consecutive days. Just three days."

"So if Lady Parthia feels she is satisfied with just one day, then let it be one day. If she wants more, she can decide later."

Gelene very cleverly pointed out a loophole.

"That works." And Lady Parthia was quick to agree. This was really the perfect solution for her.

While Ophenia furrowed her brows a bit.

She had hoped to use all three days combined to break the queen using some of the things she had learned at the temple.

But understanding Lady Parthia\'s great reluctance to the act even still, she felt pushing her too far might not be ideal.

It would be a great tragedy to lose the fish after coming so, so far.

Nod.

Thus she silently gave her approval.

"Great!" And Gelene instantly cheered with a clap of her hands, before quickly turning to Lady Parthia and smiling reassuringly,

"Don\'t worry, my lady. I understand you might be apprehensive about the ritual thinking you might not be able to please my master to his full satisfaction given your lack of experience."

"That\'s why for the remaining time we are here in the capital, we will try our best to prepare you for it."

"We can hold the ritual once we are back in Zanzan."

Lady Parthia did not know whether to thank her for the generous offer or curse her for implying she was unskilled in bed.

\'I have given birth sixteen times. You are a barren shank.\' Lady Parthia thus indignantly cursed Gelene in her heart.

"Thank you. I would be ever grateful." However outwardly, the Queen was very pleasant and graciously accepted.

She considered that if she was going to be whore, she better be the best whore out there and really make her sacrifice count.

\'Who knows? Perhaps Gaia will be so impressed by me that she will cure my lord after the first day.\' Thus she desperately prayed as she then sought tutelage from two of Alexander\'s wives, reasoning they surely must know to best please him.

As Ophenia and Gelene returned that evening from their victorious \'campaign\', naturally both had wide smiles plastered on them.

Was this not what power was about?

Bring once the queen of an entire nation to her knees?

Their accomplishments were naturally cause for them to be euphorious.

And their smiles were so bright that it even caused Alexander so as to inquire about its origins.

However, both skillfully dodged the inquiry.

They had discussed whether to let Alexander in on their little private venture prior and decided to present the queen as a surprise.

Ophenia would at a later date whisper into Alexander\'s ear that there was a rumor going that said that since he was the son of a god, people believed sleeping with him could cure diseases and grant wishes.

"Master, even the Queen herself came to me asking about it? Inquiring if that might be true and whether her husband can be woken up through it. How should I answer?"

Ophenia innocently asked, seemingly having no problem lying to her master if she thought she was doing the right thing.

And presented with such a golden opportunity, the lustful Alexander reacted exactly as Ophenia had anticipated.

Hence for the next two weeks, Ophenia and Gelene took turns teaching the former queen some very basic techniques, such as how to use her hands, and mouth and move her hips, all for which they used a wooden toy.

And to be frank, they were astounded by just how below par the queen was in bed.

It seemed the only two positions she ever had with her husband were missionary and from the rear on all fours.

Thus given her low starting point, there was only so much the duo could teach until finally the time to depart the capital finally came.

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