Take Her To My Room

It was already well Into the evening, the palace activities were humming quite fine and Czar was looking for women he could prey on, a soldier approaches him and gives me a bow,

"Is it done?" He looks away from his cup of wine and the soldier nods quickly without saying a word, he brings out a small pouch and drops it in his arms, "that's your reward, no one must figure this out okay?" He nods and bows his head before leaving. Czra rolls his eyes and took the last of his liquor, already picking out his target for the day, even when he had been prohibited from touching her.

Bells are ringing round the palace halls as Orla took in everything, it still amazed her and it was her way of catching fun while Loki worked on the soldiers. In fact she was going to meet him very soon, to poke some fun into his tight ass. She sights Czar and waves joyously at him, he signals for her to come over with a hand gesture and she skips happily,

"Orla...." He takes the loose strands of hair on her face but she was still smiling,

"C...zar..... Czar." She finally gets his name right and she receives a round of applause from him, he pulls her closer to himself to sit on his laps, and it feels like he's in heaven once her weight rests on his crotch,

"What are you doing here? Who are you looking for?" He sniffles the groan that threatened to escape his lips,

"Loki.....I want to see him.....he's been gone for hours." She stamps her foot, not happy that he never had time for her,

"Why would you want to see him when I'm here?" His hands crawl to her exposed midsection and Octavia's brows cock, she rolls her eyes before assuming her persona and laughing nervously,

"I want to......beat him up....." She throws her fist in the air and this makes him laugh,

"I think I might have something else you might like to play with," his tone is low and seductive but this only makes Octavia cringe badly on the inside. For the love of the goddess she's old enough to be his aunt!! She cringes even more to the fact that it's Czar that is flirting with her, if it were Loki she wouldn't mind but not this ugly hairy creature.

And that sex pun was horrible!!

"But I want Loki..." She begs for her freedom and once she tries to take it back he pins her to himself, spreading her legs apart to get deeper into her, she shrieks in fear as she tried to push him away from her.

"I promise I'll be gentle." He whispers in her ears but Octavia had had enough with this act, she didn't care of she blew it but she would blow him to bits. She was about to give him a resounding slap until someone yanks her from his grasp.

Loki stares him to death and he was about to jump on him before she puts herself between them, her eyes told him not to and he could actually see a sense of maturity in them. They turn soft and glistened with tears, but she doesn't cry.

"Czar, you want us to fight don't you?" He starts calm but on the inside he was bout to explode, Czar shrugs nonchalantly as he had fun touching her,

"She came to me, I didn't call her." He lies and looks away, the smirk on his face was more than annoying to Octavia but she didn't want the men to fight, at least not yet. But Loki grabs him by the collar and lifts him up from the ground just a few inches above it.

"This is the last warning, touch her and forget yourself. The late Queen took your face, I'll take your limbs." He drops him and grabs Orla by the hand and leads her out of his part of the Chambers. And once they were alone, "why?? Why did you go to him?!" He was blowing.

"He...called me." She says innocently and he was softening up,

"If he calls you pretend you can't hear him." He really didn't want anything happening to her, "did he touch you?" He feared as he heard her scream, "are you alright?" He tries to hold her but she moves away from him, "Orla.......tell me...."

"You're always away from me! I was so bored and I came looking for you!! But all you ever do is shout at me!!! Why do you hate me?!!" She screams at him with all her strength as the tears poured down her eyes, she managed to speak straight in front of him but he was hurt by her words.

"I'm sorry, I'll take you everywhere from now on." He promises her but she still isn't ready to let him touch her, but she follows him quietly to the training grounds where he worked on all the soldiers. Most of them were bare chested but her gaze was blank, they saw her and they all began to snicker and whistle.

"Idiots." She curses under her breath and puts on the character properly again,

"Don't look at her, continue with your training!!" He orders them all and they mockingly salute him, "come here." He pulls her under a tree and they sit on the bare ground, "why did you tell me not to beat Czar up?" His tone became serious as his finger slipped into hers.

"Because he would just fight you." He could see the maturity in the words but he still wasn't sure, "I don't want you to be fighting with him....peace...." She begins to break as she saw a soldier perform a sword technique and she smiles, Xerxes did that a lot but he always had a habit of adding his own twist to ancient techniques, "I....want to try...." She points to the weapon,

"It's dangerous Orla, it's not for women." He pushes it aside and Octavia found that downright offensive but she keeps calm, she rises from her feet and begin walking to them, "Orla?? Orla!!" He gets up to run after her.

The guys whistle as she approached the one with the sword and she asks for his weapon,

"And what will you do with it?" He oppresses her with his height but she snatches the weapon away from him either way, "hey!! Master come see your crazy friend!!" He wants to take the sword back but she scratches him, "the hell!!"

"Watch your tongue! She's not crazy!!" He chastises, "Orla give it back to him, you're not supposed to have this." He attempts talking sense into her but she isn't listening, instead she points the sword at his chest. Everyone is astonished and so is Loki, "Orla?"

"I can.....do this....I know....I can." She is confident in her abilities and Loki is happy she is beginning to remember who she is, his student grabs another sword and points it at her,

"Drop your sword." He didn't trust her anymore, he saw her as crazy and crazy people are unpredictable. And he was right about that. She manoeuvres his wrist and the blade flies out his hand, she points her to his chest and catches the other one as it came to the ground.

Everyone's wide eyed at her move and the student is highly embarrassed, Loki has his mouth hanging in the air as he had never seen a woman be so skilled with a blade. A woman that wasn't Sheila. And the strangest part is that Sheila used that technique a lot on him to get him to drop his spear. It was confirmed that she was from the rose tribe. The song, her beauty and now the battle technique.

"Master...." He was still scared at how she did that, she was so fast he didn't even see it coming,

"Orla please drop the sword." He slowly takes one out of her hand and as he was taking the second her vision began to blur, soon she is crashing into his body, "Orla!! Orla!!" He taps her cheeks lightly but she isn't waking up, "someone call Conan immediately!! It's going to be fine." He whispers to her. Conan rushes in to see the Queen unconscious, he bends to her level to check her vitals, it must have been the effects of the medicine.

"Take her to my room."