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IGIWS FIRST DRAFT: Vol.7 Ch.399 Elizabeth’s Unexpected Guests
🕑 Added 2025-10-13 16:20:12 +0000 UTCAs the night went on and the morning sun was beginning to rise on the horizon. The city was beginning to come to life as the smell of fresh baked bread and the sounds of a cart being pulled by horse could be heard on the cobblestone streets.
Rya had just finished her bath after another long night of love making with Quin and was getting ready to meet with Rianna and Yuliana.
'Ugh!? I swear, one of these days I will make Quin's little man soft inside my pussy! Woman are supposed to outlast men, but Quin is a goddamn machine! And he keeps teasing my fat belly! Why do I like it when he calls me his chubby goddess? It's so... So... Damn it! He knows how to push my buttons,' Rya thought as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was at the equivalent of a two months of pregnancy in human terms, but the elven pregnancy was much slower as she was nearing six months of her one and a half year pregnancy.
Her dark elf mocha-colored skin made the bump look more like a cute pot belly, and the bump was only starting to become visible if she was wearing her usual clothes. It wasn't as noticeable before due to her massive breasts, wide childbearing hips, and round ass, but the bump was getting harder to hide under her dresses now, especially from her side profile.
'Ugh! This is starting to get noticeable. I can't see my abs anymore! I hope Mom is right about gods not being able to make people fat. Because if she's wrong and this is due to Hilda's prayers to make me fat, I will show her what a pissed off saintess, with the help of my lover, can do to her precious little region! That bitch better pray that this isn't because of—AUNGH!?'
Rya was so focused at looking at her reflection that she didn't see Quin smugly walking up from behind her and reached around to squeeze her left breast.
"A bit distracted?" Quin asked with a smirk. He gave her breast another squeeze, making her yelp and turn around to glare at him.
"Hey! I'm trying to get ready," Rya protested as she tried to push him away.
Quin pulled her close and gave her a deep kiss. Rya's anger faded as she melted into his embrace. 'D-Damn him! He's not playing fair!' she thought as she felt his hands wander down to her butt, giving it a firm squeeze.
"Are you going to behave?" Quinus asked, his voice a low rumble.
Rya shuddered as his hot breath tickled her ear. 'He knows what I like... He better not touch my—ooh!'
Quinus reached down to her belly and slowly stroked it. "Or do I have to teach you a lesson about not paying attention to your future husband?" he teased.
Rya blushed and tried to hide her face in his chest, but he just chuckled and lifted her chin to look her in the eyes.
"I love you, Rya," he said, his voice full of affection.
Rya's heart raced as she pushed her stomach towards him, wanting more of his touch.
"I-I love you too, you big jerk," she whispered.
Quinus smiled and gave her another quick kiss on the lips before pulling away.
"Go and get my mother's friend on our side. I'll be here when you get back," he said as he swatted her on the butt.
Rya yelped, as her tits and belly jiggled from the impact. She shot him a death glare, but her mischievous smile gave her away.
"Behave yourself," she warned.
"Or what?" he challenged.
"Or I'll get my Golems to tie you up and have my way with you," she countered.
Quinus's eyes widened for a brief moment, but then smirked, "So, you need help to take on your own husband. What will I ever do when I'm surrounded by so many beauties and a goddess?" he said as he stepped back and gestured to himself. He couldn't help it, Rya was always gorgeous, but something about her belly growing made him proud of himself and the bigger it got the more it made her look cuter and sexier to him. 'Goddess... I wonder what she'll look like when she's pregnant? Hahh, in time, Quin. In time,' he thought as he admired her.
Rya's jaw dropped, and she couldn't help but laugh at his ridiculous display of confidence. She threw a pillow at him and he caught it with ease.
"Get out and tell Anna to come in," she laughed as she shooed him away.
Quinus chuckled and left the room, leaving Rya to finish getting ready.
Rya giggled and shook her head before seeing her reflection again. Her face became serious as she posed in front of the mirror, scrutinizing herself with a critical eye. Her belly was an enigma. Sure her appetite has been weird a few weeks after they defeated the Black Roses in Ironside, but it seemed like it didn't affect her figure at all. It was only when she met Hilda was when all this "bloat" began to appear. Or at least that's the only time she could remember. It seemed like she was always hungry for something and her favorite foods were the only thing that satisfied her cravings. And even then, she would be hungry an hour later.
She turned to the side and saw her profile. Her belly was starting to become more prominent, and it was only a matter of time before she couldn't hide it anymore.
"Tsk! It better not be because of the Divine Three. So, help me, I'll destroy them all with my golems—huh?" Rya got distracted when she saw more of Quinus's cum on her inner thigh.
"Dammit? I thought I cleaned it all out in the bath. Stupid world of mana. It's like he emptied a gallon of his—wait a minute..."
A realization hit Rya, as she realized that ever since she's been making love to him, he's gotten stronger in the bed. No, not get stronger, but his stamina has increased to a crazy level. Not only that but he's cum has become thicker and more voluminous, causing her belly to bloat up every time they has sex until this past two months were her belly seemed to not want to recover from his "lovemaking sessions".
'Shit... Don't tell me that Quin's cum along with my heightened appetite is the cause of my bloating?'
Rya's looked more curious now as she was looking at her side profile while rubbing and pinching her belly, which did have a healthy amount of fat on it. But it was also firm. She had been getting used to her belly being a bit softer, but now that she thought about it, there was a solidness to it that didn't seem like fat.
'God... Quin's cum is making me look pregnant. Maybe we should slow down a bit, until my stomach is close to normal? But then he wouldn't be satisfied! Ugh... His chubby little goddess? If he wasn't so charming when he says it, I'd punch him in the gut. Maybe I will anyways.'
She felt the softness of her breasts and how they've gotten a little bigger and more sensitive, and then she looked at her butt in the mirror. She turned more to her the side, and her eyes widened as she saw how her butt had gotten bigger as well. It was already round and plump, but now it seemed to be even bigger. And yet there wasn't any unsightliness or sagging. She still looked amazing and she knew it, but she was starting to get a little worried about how much her body was changing.
'Shit... Has it always been this big? It looks like I could balance a plate on it... O-Okay, maybe I should try to get him to ease up a bit. But he's so cute when he's horny. And I'm not going to lie, I love it when he's inside of me. And his stamina is insane. I wonder if it's because of his mana vein? Or is it because he's a prince? No, that's stupid. Maybe it's I'm a dark elf and dark elves are more sensitive to humans? Or maybe it's because—'
Rya's internal monologue was cut off when she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in," she called out and put on her robe.
Anna, her maid, entered the room with a smile on her face. "Good morning, Princess Rya," she said as she bowed.
"Good morning, Anna," Rya replied with a smile. "Did you use the new enchanted laces on my corset?" she asked.
"Yes, my Lady. Hopefully this time your mana won't destroy the laces when you take a deep breath," Anna said with a giggle.
"Hmph! Very funny. How was I supposed to know that you could accidentally channel your mana through a thread when you tighten a corset too much," Rya said with a pout.
"Well, my Lady? Not that many noblewomen develop their Mana Veins like you. Or it must have been the maid's fault for trying to make you look your best," Anna teased.
Rya rolled her eyes and playfully swatted at her maid. "Alright, alright. You win. Now, can you help me get dressed? I have a leave within the hour," Rya said as she sat down at her vanity and let Anna do her hair.
"Yes, my Lady," Anna said with a smile.
Rya looked at her reflection, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous about what the day had in store for her. She had a feeling that it was going to be a long day.
***
The morning sun cast a warm glow over the Dule family's city estate, a modest, yet elegant mansion situated in the more affluent district of Tairal. It wasn't as big or ostentatious as the Divalo Manor in the west outskirts or the Ecros Manor in the southern outskirts of Tairal, but it was still a impressive building that had beautiful garden and a stable with some of the finest horses in the capital.
The air was crisp and the birds were chirping, but inside the mansion, the usually tranquil atmosphere was anything but peaceful.
Elizabeth Dule sat at the head of the long dining table, her hands clenched into fists as she stared at the empty chairs. Her husband, Johnathan, had said he needed to prepare for the meeting with the King and the Dark Elf Princess in the evening with the newly formed King's coalition inside the West Wing of the palace. However she knew he was just sitting in the dark of his office trying to find a to keep face with his friend Cyndre. Even after seeing what happened to their own daughter, he still wants to go crawling back to the King and approve of the Demoness's marriage to the Crown Prince.
Speaking of which, Amelia, her daughter was missing again this morning. Ever since her innocent daughter got in the clutches of the Dark Elf's evil magic, her body went from a respectable wall flower that you might notice, to a body of a seductress, that only the richest of men could afford in the high class brothels of the port cities. And now she's been sneaking out of her bedchamber for the past three nights either doing debaucherous things or meeting up with the dark elf to use her daughter for her schemes.
Elizabeth knew this because she had her maids check her daughter's room and they told her that Amelia's bed hasn't been slept in. Elizabeth was at her wits end, especially when she found out that when she went out to go shopping for new clothes, she really went to a cafe with other prominent Noble daughters to meet up with the demoness. The Dark Elf most likely corrupted them as well. Elizabeth wouldn't have known about this if she hadn't heard Serena von Maus giggling about the day with her daughter, when the two were returning home. Serena's family lived in a sizeable house down the street from theirs. But Serena's mother, Lady Bethany von Maus, wasn't with them.
Elizabeth's blood ran cold when she heard Serena and Amelia talking about how they were going to get a little stronger and that they had a lot of fun at the cafe with the Princess.
'How could my sweet innocent Amelia be so foolish! She needs to be cleansed! Oh, but she's no where to be found! She's out running through the streets like a harlot, most likely being used and abused by some degenerate who wanted to get a taste of her newfound curves! How—disgusting!'
And then there was Johan, her son. He was under the most pressure to keep his title for the family as he is a man and a noble. But his lack of a Mana Vein has put him in the crosshairs of many Minor Noble Houses as having a manaless Baron is a disgrace in their eyes. Luckily, they were able to get him married off to a Minor Noble's daughter, with the potential of having a decent Mana Vein. It didn't matter in their eyes that Tayna was scared from a monster attack when she was younger. As long as she got pregnant and carried his child then maybe this madness of coming after his title would cease. However, Elizabeth was getting worried as Johan and Tayna had been married for three years and they had no children yet. She feared that Tayna wasn't willing to do her wifely duties. Or perhaps the monster attack made her infertile, which her father said that wasn't the case. But Elizabeth had her doubts.
Then, she heard that her son and daughter-in-law helped the Prince return home from his long quest to stop the coming monster stampede. She thought it was a good sign that Tayna was warming up to Johan. However, when Elizabeth and Johnathan came to the capital, Tayna seemed as cold as ever, and she acted more like a warrior than a noble's wife. Even, one of the Baroness's maids found some adventurers armor, a well made enchanted sword and shield, hiding in a chest under Tayna's bed. That's when she heard about how the Dark Elf had taken an interest in her daughter-in-law.
That's when Elizabeth noticed that Tayna's scares seemed to have vanished even though she was trying to pretend that she was still in pain. But she looked radiant and took a more apex predator vibe, with confidence that was unnerving. She swore that she could hear Johan moaning when the two were alone in their room. And it wasn't just a few times. It was all the time. Day and night! And she could swear that the Dark Elf must have done something to make her daughter in law torture her son. But the moans of her son made it seem like he was enjoying it. She almost mistook it as Tayna finally doing her wifely duties. But the constant moaning had to be torture. Right? There was no way her sweet, gentle boy could be dominated and used by his wife.. Right?
And then the coming-of-age party happened, and Tayna was looking healthier than she had ever seen her. That's when she saw what happened to Amelia and she knew then that is was the Dark Elf's doing. After the crazy events of what happened to the Duchess and her allies, Elizabeth was a wreck and couldn't wait to get home in hopes to save her family, but now they were under that... that thing's influence.
Johnathan was useless, Amelia looks like a consort, while Tayna looks like she's becoming a warrior princess, and now Johan is confident and walking around like he owned the world. And Elizabeth can't help but feel that this was all wrong.
'How do I reverse the damage that has been done to my—'
A sudden, Elizabeth's maid comes hurrying into the dining room, curtsying awkwardly in her haste. "Baroness! Baroness Dule! My apologies for the intrusion!"
Elizabeth's head snapped up, her already frayed nerves stretched to their limit. "What is it, Martha? Can't you see I'm trying to think? This better be important," she hissed, her voice sharp enough to cut glass.
"It is, my Lady! It's... it's the Queen!" the maid stammered, her face pale with a mixture of fear and excitement.
"The Queen? Rianna? Here?" Elizabeth's heart leaped into her throat, a cold dread washing over her. A visit from the Queen was rarely a social call, especially not unannounced. And at this hour?
"Yes, my Lady! And... and she's not alone."
"Who is with her?" Elizabeth demanded, rising from her chair, her knuckles white where she gripped the polished oak of the table.
The maid swallowed hard, her eyes wide. "It's Princess Rya Vellanax."
The name hit Elizabeth like a physical blow. The Dark Elf. The source of all her family's recent misfortunes. Here. In her home. She felt a wave of nausea.
"No," she whispered, shaking her head in disbelief. "They can't be. Not now."
"They are, my Lady. They're at the front gate. Lord Johnathan is on his way to receive them," Martha explained, wringing her hands.
Elizabeth's mind raced. This was a trap. It had to be. The Queen and that… that creature had come to finish what they started. To crush any remaining opposition, starting with her family. She had to find Amelia. She had to protect her children.
"Where is Amelia? Has she returned?" Elizabeth asked, her voice trembling slightly.
The maid shook her head. "No, my Lady. Her room is still empty."
Elizabeth's heart sank. Her daughter, out in the city, looking like that, while the Queen and the Dark Elf were here. It was a nightmare.
"And Johan?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
Martha hesitated, a faint blush creeping up her neck. "He... he and Lady Tayna are... indisposed, my Lady."
Elizabeth’s eyes flashed with a familiar, righteous fury. "Indisposed? At this hour? In a time of crisis? That boy has no sense of duty! This is what that monster has done to him! He's abandoned his responsibilities to indulge in... in—"
"His husbandly duties? Perhaps he is finally securing his legacy?" a calm, cold voice cut through her tirade.
Elizabeth froze. She spun around to see Queen Rianna standing in the doorway to the dining hall, a serene, yet utterly intimidating smile on her face. Flanking her was the very source of her torment, Princess Rya Vellanax, her expression unreadable, but her ears were twitching every second or two. It was like she was getting distracted by something in the distance that only she could hear.
Then following up the rear was Elizabeth's husband, Johnathan. He looked uncomfortable at best as he knew that he was going to get in trouble no matter what he did. Either he angered the Royal Family by preventing the entrance of the Queen and the Princess, or he angered his wife by letting them in without her consent.
Martha the maid, looked like she wanted to faint as she quickly curtsied. "Y-Your Majesty! Princess Rya! My Lady! I will inform Lord Johan of there arrival!" The poor woman stammered and then made a hasty retreat, not wanting to be in the middle of what was to come.
'Martha!? Come back here you traitor! I'm going to—Gah!'
The Queen, however, was a force of nature. Her presence seemed to suck all the air out of the room, leaving Elizabeth gasping.
"Y-Your Majesty!" Elizabeth stammered, dropping into a clumsy curtsy. "Princess Rya! I... we weren't expecting you."
Rianna swept into the room, her emerald green dress rustling softly on the marble floor. She ignored Elizabeth's pathetic attempt at a greeting and surveyed the opulent, yet tense, dining room with a critical eye.
"A lovely home, Elizabeth," she said, her voice dripping with a sweetness that was more terrifying than any overt threat. "Although, it does seem a bit... quiet. Having trouble finding staff? Or are your children simply... unwell?"
Rya remained silent, she was trying to focus on the task at hand but she could hear the passionate moans of Amelia in the distance. She was somewhere on the estate grounds and Rya had a good idea where she was and who she was with. Her focus was quickly returning to the room, and she could feel Elizabeth's venomous glare, but she chose to ignore it for now.
Johnathan stepped forward, his face pale and his posture stiff. "Queen Rianna. Lady Rya. Welcome. Would you like to have breakfast with us? I'm sure my son and daughter will join us—"
"Tsk! That's if they can tear themselves away from their... duties," Elizabeth snarled, unable to contain her bitterness.
Rianna's smile tightened. "Oh, but I'm sure they would. For their Queen. And for their future Princess, wouldn't you say, Rya?"
Rya gave a small, detached nod. Her eyes drifted towards the large bay window overlooking the estate. She saw the large stable on the far side of the well-kept grounds and her ears twitched again as a particularly loud gasp echoed faintly in the distance. 'That's Amelia alright. She's really enjoying herself,' Rya thought to herself with a slight smirk.
Elizabeth, seeing Rya's brief moment of distraction, mistook it for arrogance. "You find something amusing, Princess?" she spat. "Is this a game to you? Corrupting noble families, turning children against their parents?"
"Elizabeth!" Johnathan hissed, his face flushing with a mixture of shame and anger. "You will show respect!"
"Respect? To her? To this... this thing that has poisoned my daughter's mind and turned my son into a... a libertine?" Elizabeth's voice rose in pitch, becoming shrill with hysteria. "She has twisted them, Johnathan! Can't you see it? They are not themselves!"
Rianna stepped forward, her smile finally fading, replaced by an icy calm that was far more menacing. The temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees. "So, you believe your children have taken a turn for the worst, Elizabeth? Maybe we should hear it from them first to see if they agree with your assessment." Her gaze swept across the room, finally landing on the servant's entrance. "Lord Johnathan, be a dear and fetch your children. All of them."
Johnathan hesitated, caught between his wife's wild-eyed panic and the Queen's command. He wrung his hands, a sheen of sweat on his brow. "Your Majesty, I would love to do that, surely. However, we don't know where my daughter—"
"I can find her," Rya said, her voice low and even. She turned her head slightly, her ears twitching again as she pinpointed the source of the sounds. "It will take me a minute. You can get Johan and Tayna, but I'm going to get the 'wayward' daughter," Rya added, a small, knowing smirk playing on her lips.
She didn't wait for a reply. With a fluid, almost unnervingly silent grace, Rya glided past the stunned Baron and Baroness, her leather boots making no sound on the polished floorboards as she headed for the outside door leading to the gardens.
Elizabeth gasped, her hand flying to her chest. "What is she doing? You can't just let her wander our grounds! Johnathan, stop her!"
"She is a guest of the Queen and possible future Princess of this realm, Elizabeth," Johnathan pleaded, his voice strained. "I have no authority to stop her. Please, just... Have some tea and breakfast with her Majesty. I-I'll get our son," he stammered, already backing away towards the family quarters, eager to escape the brewing storm in the dining room.
Rianna watched Rya go, a glint of satisfaction in her eyes. She then turned her full attention to the now-alone Elizabeth, her smile returning, but this time it was all teeth. "Now, Elizabeth... Let's have a chat. I feel like there's a... misunderstanding that we need to clear up. Shall we?"
Elizabeth wanted to yell at her friend that she's being changed and manipulated herself. However, she couldn't say that as the Queen's guard and her personal knights were standing outside the dining room door, just waiting for the order to arrest her for speaking out of line.
The Baroness reluctantly nodded her head and the two sat down at the long dining table. Elizabeth's posture was rigid as a board as she poured her Queen and herself a cup of tea.
"So... My Lady... What brings you and the Princess to my humble abode so early in the morning?" Elizabeth asked, her voice tight with tension.
Rianna took a sip of her tea, her eyes never leaving Elizabeth's. "We've come to talk about your children, Elizabeth. And your... concerns."
The Baroness paused for a moment as she was now squaring off against her friend. Maybe, just maybe, she could convince her friend that she was right about the Dark Elf and her devilish ways. She had to be careful with her words, but she had to plant the seeds of doubt in her mind. It was her only hope to save her family, her dignity, and possibly the Kingdom.
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