He will have her; whether she wanted to be his or not, Eredin mulled. He could feel Ciri using her power, could feel her wherever she was. Soon, he was sure of it, she will be in his grasp.
It was not far now from Kaer Morhen. But why should she be solely his? A cruel smile appeared on his lips. He will ensure her humiliation, enjoy seeing her broken.
...
Everyone was tense for the upcoming battle. Ciri decided to check on Avallac'h. He lay sleeping, recovering from the curse that Eredin put on him and from the Trial of Grasses.
Ciri sat beside him, watching as Avallac'h tossed and turned in his sleep, unaware. A thought occurred to her. Avallac'h would not be around to save her now. She felt guilt that he had to go through so much for her sake, and also... she felt something else for the elven sage.
Trust, and something more. Her cheeks warmed just thinking about this feeling. Perhaps one day when the Wild Hunt and the White Frost were defeated, she would be free to explore further.
But for now... Ciri hesitantly leaned in closer to Avallach's mouth. She was about to pull away when Avallac'h suddenly opened his eyes.
"Zireael," Avallac'h said.
"A-Avallac'h?" Ciri said. "You're awake."
Avallac'h pulled her close and they kissed. The kiss was passionate and hungry, unexpectedly so for one in such a weakened state as Avallac'h. Ciri moaned and he gripped her even tighter.
She felt how his heart beat wildly against her chest and she was sure he could feel the same of her heart. Something hard was pressing against her belly. Ciri looked down, Avallac'h was only clad in white underpants which now had a visible tent.
His eyes reflected lust but he growled in frustration. "If I was in better shape, Zireael, I would have done more than kiss you." Avallac'h's voice was full of regret.
"Wait, Avallac'h. There's something I would like to do," Ciri said. "A promise of what's to come, once you're healed." She smiled, pulling his underpants down. His erection sprang free and Ciri welcomed it into her warm mouth.
"Ah!" Avallac'h gasped. His fingers grasped her hair as she pleasured him. She had to hurry, Yennefer would be here any time soon. Avallac'h sensed the urgency in her movements and he tried to help by hastening his climax.
He thrust wildly as it approached, the warmth that coiled up in his lower spine erupted, releasing his seed. He fought to suppress his moans. As he trembled, Ciri finished swallowing the last of his semen.
When she was done, Avallac'h pulled up his pants.
"When all this is over, I want..." Avallac'h managed to say before a spasm of coughing interrupted him. It stopped but he was still struggling to speak.
"It's alright, I understand. Rest well, Avallac'h," Ciri said, kissing his forehead. She let her hand linger on Avallac'h's face and he covered her hand with his own as he smiled at her.
Yennefer walked in and Ciri embarrassedly dropped her hand. "I was just... checking," she said, blushing.
"Did I interrupt something?" Yennefer said.
"No, it's nothing," Ciri said.
Yennefer raised an eyebrow but did not press further. "Geralt's called us for a meeting. We're going to discuss our plan," she said.
"Yes, I'm coming," Ciri said. She took one last look at Avallac'h.
...
"Before I go with you, let Vesemir go," Ciri said.
Imlerith dropped him to the ground.
"Ciri, no! I forbid you!" Vesemir shouted.
"I'm sorry, Vesemir," Ciri said before taking Eredin's hand. They stepped through the portal as Vesemir lost consciousness.
...
The night Ciri was taken from Kaer Morhen, she was brought to the king's palace in Tir ná Lia. On what was formerly Auberon's throne sat Eredin.
"Undress," Eredin commanded.
Ciri froze.
"Guards, undress her," he said.
"No need! I'll do it myself, " Ciri said.
With trembling hands, she took off her gloves, belt, pants and top. She was left in her bra and panties.
"You've caused a lot of my men to die today, I think you deserve a more severe punishment than the one I had in mind earlier. Earlier, I had planned to ravish you in front of my men.
"But now, I think among my men, the warriors who have done well also deserve a reward. They will take turns to enjoy your pretty little mouth," Eredin said. "And I shall violate your womb myself.
"Who knows? Perhaps I'd manage to plant my seed. Avallac'h would be delighted to know. After all, he was the one who insisted a king should sire a child with you. And who better a king than me?" He said.
Ciri looked around. She counted eleven guards, Caranthir and Eredin. Thirteen altogether. The guards all wore identical helmets so Ciri had no idea who they were.
"A pity Imlerith will not be joining us tonight, but he is already in the company of the succubi," he said. "Ah... the succubi. They make delightful partners, if you're disciplined enough not to let yourself get too carried away.
"Alas, tonight our sole entertainment will be the Child of the Elder Blood herself. You have no danger of exhaustion, in fact I encourage you to release the full force of your lust on her.
"If she tries anything, you have my permission to snap her neck. Let us begin," Eredin said.
The men started undressing, exposing their male organs. Ciri looked around for a way to escape. But where could she go where they did not follow? Neither Avallac'h nor Ihuarraquax was with her now.
She would not want to risk teleporting to Kaer Morhen again.
"Yes, look around you, Zireael. We will all be your partners tonight," Eredin said. Eredin's was the only face not covered by a helmet. He leered at her.
...
"No!" Avallac'h said, struck by a vision of Ciri.
"What is it?" Yennefer exclaimed.
"Raaargh!" He growled, running out.