Page 13 of The Queen of Ash and Magic

“No, I am not,” I yell at him. “I am useless to you. Also, you cannot break a curse like that. They had nearly one hundred witches casting the same spell at the same time. That is a massive amount of energy and no one person can reverse that. Did you seriously fucking think that one underdeveloped witch could fix him? Are you stupid?”

Eyrx suddenly charges at me, but I’m cornered. “Fine. Let’s find out right now if you’re lying,” he says as he pulls my arms behind my back and binds them with something. I start crying when I hear him pull his belt free, only he doesn’t hit me with it. No, it’s far worse than that. Eyrx wraps the belt around my throat and fastens it tightly before shoving me to the ground.

“Save yourself or die,” he screams.

If I had powers, I could get myself out of this situation. I know the spells, but they just don’t work for me. I can’t breathe. I can’t move my arms. I’m going to die like this because magic is of no use to me. I thrash on the floor and try to pull my arms free, but I can’t.

“She can’t breathe, Eyrx. Stop it,” Julianna scolds.

“Good. That’s the point,” Eyrx shouts. I understand his anger. The King must be his best friend. They’re not brothers, but they might have been raised that way. This is the kind of unconditional love that I wish I had with my family. Only I don’t. I’m just a useless witch who is going to die of strangulation because I can’t save myself.

“Eyrx. Stop it before she dies,” Julianna screams. “Stop it right now.”

“Her powers will save her. She’s faking it,” Eyrx says with a sad voice.

Oh, this poor man. He is desperate to help the king. This level of violence is not in his character. He sounds like he’s in pain watching me thrash on the ground and slowly get weaker. Eventually, my muscles stop responding and I am reduced to nothing but twitches as my brain is starved of oxygen.

“That’s enough. She’s telling the truth,” Julianna says through tears. I suddenly feel her hands on my neck as she pulls the belt free. I gasp for air and start coughing and gagging as I try to move myself away from Eyrx. He doesn't let me get far though. He grabs my arm and hauls me up.

“Fine. If you cannot reverse the spell, you will bear his child instead,” he says. He still maintains a hostile tone, but he looksbroken. Julianna looks broken too. “Servants will ready you for the ceremony.”

“Wha…” I start to say.

“We will breed you. When you have his baby in your belly and eventually give birth, you will have paid your debt to us. You will be free to go or to stay with a child. If you stay with a child, we will continue to breed you to bear his heirs,” he says firmly. “Go with the servants. Now.”

One of the servants gently takes my hand and pulls me from the room. I’m guided back to mine and several of them join us. I am in a daze as they undress me and start washing my body. They are meticulous and seem to have a process for this.

I don’t know how to tell them that I’m sterile. I cannot bear the king's child or any child for that matter. I will do as I am told and just pray to the gods that a miracle happens, and I can give this kingdom an heir to the throne.

Chapter Five

Drakarus

I am fighting witheverything I have to try and save this poor witch from Eyrx’s anger. It’s not like him to be so cruel. I understand his anger, but it’s not helping anything. It is only clouding his judgment. Thank the Gods that Juliana was here, otherwise he might have let her die. I think that would’ve crushed him.

When the witch touched my arm, I felt an energy between us that is admittedly addictive. Maybe it is because I am touched deprived, and everyone thinks that I am asleep. All I know is that something inside of me tells me that she can break this curse. Maybe I’m just being hopeful.

Eyrx declares that she will bear my children, and I am relieved that he is not killing her. The moment I get a chance, I’m going to kick his ass for hurting her, though. I think what I am most surprised by is that Juliana is so protective of her. She is the one I expected to be cruel. I have listened to them fight for the last week aboutthe witch and Juliana is consistently protective and willing to go against her mate to save the girl from harm.

Servants pull the blanket off of me and begin the ritual of cleansing my body. This process is not exactly necessary, but it is almost like an offering to the Gods. Dragons that have trouble conceiving will go through this ritual before any attempts at breeding and hope that it will take and that she will get pregnant.

I am moved to a separate bed before being transferred out of the room. I suspect they are taking me to the ceremonial room so that anybody is welcome to watch. If you think about it, this weird set up for the people of Vulkara to watch a witch fuck the King while he’s unconscious. This is one of the many protocols in place to help me produce an heir. Knotting is the issue though. I am positive I can reach the point of climax, but if I have no control over my body, how am I supposed to breed her? We have not had to go through this process before, but I’m sure the healer has a way.

They put me on a bed fit for one person and leave me exposed. I would be a liar if I said that I wasn’t excited for the little witch to ride my cock. If I was the one leading, I could easily destroy her, but she will not put herself in harm's way for the sake of a dick. Maybe it’s best that she does lead.

I hear the room filled with people, but no one speaks. Everyone is silent as they take their seats and wait for the ceremony to begin.

The moment she enters the room, I can tell. I can feel her presence as she grows closer to me. I imagine what it will be like with her, bouncing on my cock, desperate to be bred. I can tell she is a good girl and will do what she is told, but from what I have heard them saying over the last week, she is a brat. She will take her pleasure in spite of them. I can feel my cock hardening at the thought of her tight little pussy wrapped around me.

Chapter Six

Lysa

I am led outof my room and down the hallway. I am nervous as I am brought to the king. I’m slightly confused about what we are doing until we walk into a massive room filled with dragon shifters. This is a public ceremony where they will all watch me make the king come. Why is that exciting?

The fact that I get to lead the way means that I can try to enjoy myself. When I see the king, my eyes go wide at the sight of his cock. He is massive and I am not sure how I’m going to do this without being in pain. Even then, all I want to do is climb up on that bed and fill myself with him. Being aroused by another person is odd but helpful.

“Begin when you are ready,” Eyrx says.

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