Realizing that Elyria's last move was well on its way to end his life, he held his chest tight as if trying to press his heart to pump blood so he wouldn't die. Still Percival refused to show weakness, ignoring the pain in his chest, he raised his Mace to swing at Elyria.
Elyria poised herself to engage in yet another violent exchange, but before the two could meet for a final clash, a mellow voice echoed, followed by the sudden appearance of an elegant beauty dressed in the white and gold colours of the royal family.
"Enough…" she said as she casually stood between Percival and Lady Elyria as the hyped themselves.
The moment the dark haired beauty appeared, both Percival and Elyria stopped in their tracks. But while the Kings face lightened up, Elyria's eyes flashed with killing intent. Still, the matriarch took a few steps backwards, in an attempt to distance herself from the woman.
"Queen Mother…" Percival muttered.
"Do things really have to come to this Elyria? Do things have to get this bloody, wife of Valthrone? It is true that I was the one that instructed Hillary to infiltrate your abode. But as an intelligent woman in your own right, surely you understand that with the task at hand, spies are a must have. How else can we make sure you're defending the Royal family's interests in Sunshine City and not our enemy's?"
"I only sent Hillary to keep an eye on House Valthorne. Anything she did beyond that was not of my instruction. Please explain what happened so we can find a solution that doesn't cause more bloodshed…" the Queen Mother said, taking a surprising stance that caused both Percival and Elyria's eyes to narrow in confusion.
"But mother…" barely had Percival started his protest that the Queen Mother cast him a sidelong glance, causing a blast of formless energies to send the King gliding back a few inches.
Percival's eyes shone bright in shock as he realized that his mother had just used her powers against him. She had never for once done that because she desired to protect his royal prestige, she had never used it in his presence nor against him. That she now broke her streak could only mean that she was extremely unhappy with the situation.
Elyria noticed the exchange as well, and her eyes deepened. She could tell the rumours surrounding the Queen Mother still failed to do her justice. Even in her weakened state, the Queen Mother's powers went far beyond the rumours that flew from ear to ear.
Back when Percival was not yet born, the previous King believed that for the Royal Family to escape the control of the Ember Crown Empire, they had to invest in women. Pair the heirs with the most outstanding women they could get their hands on, regardless of now lineage.
So he went into unknown lands and found the present Queen Mother. No one knew where she originated from or what her name was, and till this day, the name of the Queen Mother remains secretive to all but one person— Percival.
"I don't know what you sent her to do, but your Chief maiden raped my adoptive son. Yes, you heard me right, she pinned him down and fucked him against his will, using her Percival cum filled pussy to milk my sugar boy..." Elyria said following a heavy silence that fell as she looked straight at the Queen Mother.
"It has come to my knowledge that this 'adoptive son' of yours was once a slave... Or should I say is still a slave, you haven't exposed to the church that you're adopting this boy". The Queen Mother said with surprising conviction and composure.
Lady Elyria kept quiet to the Queen Mother's statement.
"So... All this bloodshed for a mere slave?"
"That SLAVE is the most important thing to me in the entire Ethereal Realm and I couldn't stand the sight of Hillary bouncing on him with a horny, itchy cunt. If I had known I would have blasted her skull to smoldering ruins!".
Lady Elyria seemed to flare up as she spoke imagining the sight of Hillary eagerly milking Zaja's cock flashing in her mind, her plumpy ass dumping loaded of pussy juices all over Zaja's laps.
"I'm sure you can see through my lens Queen Mother, you have spent centuries of your life alone in this dull palace, with your reflection in the mirror being the only person you could tell the truth to. If you could find someone who's every word and touch made you parade to the fullest, would you let them go? Much less tolerate them being raped." Elyria said, and with a casual throw tossed the recording crystal ball forth, causing the scene of Hillary bouncing her ass on a pinned down Zaja before the Queen mother's eyes.
That ball was proof that Zaja was likely scheming something. But Elyria didn't care either way, determined to give him justice.
"I see that this adoptive son of yours is older than Kael by three years, making him the eldest heir of House Valthorne in the eyes of the faith. Is your husband okay with this decision?" The Queen Mother said with her eyebrows raised.
Lady Elyria simply shrugged her shoulder.
"Let's solve this right away then, Percival will upgrade him from the servant and slave class to the working class and crown him a Throne Blessed. This will make him untouchable by all except for the King himself. He will also have to marry Hillary. I will pay him 300,000 Arcane Crystals that are generally worth up to 2 million Urns, directly from my personal account to cover for her dowry," the Queen Mother finished, causing both Percival and Elyria's eyes to widen in disbelief.
Throne Blessed was the highest rank for a normal citizen, granting them the privileges of a Duke without the duties attached to it, and a massive salary of 120,000 Urns per month.
The same salary as the Royal guard's Knights!.
But more importantly, Zaja would now be free to own all the assets he wanted to or desired. Even the freedom to own territories.
These were extraordinary rewards, but...
"Why in Helios name should he marry that bitch?!" Elyria couldn't agree with that part. But barely had the words left the matriarch's lips that the sky darkened, the pressure in the room rose again as if a planet had dropped in the space.
The Queen Mother activated her mutation.