Eredin's face was contorted with rage. He had slapped her. Ciri was filled with dread. Avallac'h's name had slipped unconciously from her lips.
"I pleasure you yet you call on another," Eredin said. He smiled savagely, baring his teeth. "Of course, I should've known. Whoever has control of your womb, has control over the Gate of the Worlds.
"Why else would Avallac'h keep you for himself?" He said.
"You're wrong! He loves me!" Ciri said.
"Love? The way he loved Lara? I don't think so. You're nothing but a stupid Dh'oine whore, one who gives herself to any elf who promises 'love'... one who is only fit to be used and abused.
"If he loves you so, where is he now? Why has he not come to save you?" Eredin said.
"You know very well the answer to that. You've cursed him, weakened him," Ciri said.
He laughed. "Weakling. You've fallen in love with a weakling," Eredin said, grabbing her hips. "You shall bear MY child, not his. That elven sage has been a thorn in my side, a nuisance; I will enjoy taking you from him."
He rubbed his length against her cunt teasingly. Ciri writhed, she could feel her slit moistening, getting ready to be penetrated.
"Ah, you are aroused. You want this like a bitch in heat," Eredin said. "You will be the mare to my stallion."
He impaled her on his shaft and Ciri moaned, her legs wrapping around his torso. Eredin rocked deeply, invading her core.
Her breasts rose and fell with tortured breaths.
Eredin pinched and sucked on her nipples mercilessly. Though he was cruel, his motions brought Ciri to the edge, crying out lustfully in satisfaction. Her inner walls throbbed and rippled, grasping and massaging Eredin's phallus.
He roared and shot his load into her womb. The warmth seeped through her body, her nerves tingled with the aftershocks of her climax.
"That was a most satisfying ride," Eredin said. "I think it's time." He motioned to Caranthir.
Caranthir wetted his erection against Ciri's nether lips. The movement sent shivers through her body.
"Your cunt belongs to Eredin. But I shall enter you another way," Caranthir said.
He aimed his male organ at her rear opening. Ciri's eyes widened.
"No!" She exclaimed.
"Nithral, shut her up," Caranthir said.
Nithral inserted his phallus into her mouth eagerly. With one violent shove, Caranthir entered into her rear hole. Ciri tried to scream but her mouth was stuffed full of Nithral's erection.
The junction between her legs had dripped with Eredin's fluids and now her anus oozed with blood. Ciri cried helplessly as her body was ravished.
...
Avallac'h woke up with a jolt. "I can't sleep at a time like this," he said. He paced back and forth on the ship.
*My name is Ihuarraquax. You have seen Star-eye's fate at the hands of Sparrowhawk* the unicorn said. He nuzzled against Avallac'h comfortingly.
"And what is a unicorn doing on our ship?" Philippa said. She was joined by Margarita and Fringilla.
"Avallac'h's idea. He said the unicorn will help us," Geralt said.
"How exactly? By illuminating his horn and farting a rainbow?" Philippa said dismissively.
"That's enough. We have all the sorceresses, now Philippa I want you and Geralt to find the sunstone," Avallac'h said.
"Why can't the unicorn retrieve it?" Philippa asked.
"Because it does not happen to have hands. Unless you would rather use your opposable thumbs to shove it up your nether regions," Avallac'h said. He was in no mood for nonsense.
"You watch your mouth, elven sage," Philippa said, narrowing her eyes at him.
...
"I give you my heart, but I shall take your head," Avallac'h said, activating the sunstone.
The Naglfar appeared on the horizon. Unfortunately, Caranthir had activated his staff's powers, turning Geralt and the other warriors into frozen statues. There was only one person capable of disabling Caranthir's staff and that was Ciri.
Avallac'h brought with him Ciri's sword that she had dropped at Kaer Morhen's courtyard. He knew exactly where Ciri was, which was below deck on the Naglfar.
"Ihuarraquax, let's go," Avallac'h said. They teleported in a flash of light.
...
As expected, Ciri had several Wild Hunt generals guarding her. They were all easily dispatched by Ihuarraquax. Avallac'h released Ciri from her shackles but she was naked and shivering.
"Avallac'h, Ihuarraquax! You're both here! I'm not dreaming, am I?" Ciri said, tears in her eyes.
"No, you're not dreaming. We're here, we've come to save you. But the battle is not over yet. Ciri, you need to save Geralt. You need to stop Caranthir," Avallac'h said.
At the mention of Caranthir's name, Ciri's eyes were alight with rage.
"I'll stop him. But Avallac'h, I can't go into battle like this," she said, gesturing at her nakedness.
Avallac'h undressed, Ciri flinched at the sight. Earlier, she would have delighted to see him naked but the memory of her treatment was fresh in her mind.
"I'm sorry, Ciri," Avallac'h said, understanding what was going on in Ciri's thoughts. After all, he had witnessed her rape in his visions. He turned his back to her. "Here, take my robes. And here is your sword."
"What about you? What will you be wearing? " Ciri asked.
Avallac'h stripped one of the dead Wild Hunt generals and wore his armor instead. It was soaked with and stank of blood but he had no choice.
"Go get him, Ciri. Meet me again on Tor Gvalch'ca," Avallac'h said.
...
Eredin laughed, feeling his life force bleed out of him. "Avallac'h has betrayed you. He was working for me the whole time," he said.
"I don't believe you," Geralt said. But what if what Eredin said was right? Geralt and Yennefer hurried towards the elven tower on the northern peak of Undvik as the world threatened to end.
...
Geralt arrived at Tor Gvalch'ca and his worst fears were confirmed. Before him stood Avallac'h clad in the Wild Hunt's armor.
"Geralt, so unfortunate. I'd hoped you wouldn't have to witness this," Avallac'h said.