LAWS TO LICK BY: WRITTEN BY THE PEOPLE, FOR THE PEOPLE!
1ST COMMANDMENT: Thou shall enjoy with minimal squirming every lickith thou receive. ((by RainStorm2122))
2ND COMMANDMENT: Thou shall submit reviews with gusto! Or the lickith will be thrice as moist and determined! ((also by RainStorm2122))
3RD COMMANDMENT: Thou shall not covet another's licketh, for the punishment shall be lickeths tenfold. ((by ashleyk2010))
4TH COMMANDMENT: Thou shalt appreciate if a lick or more was given to both thou body and soul ((by TailGatomonX3))
5TH COMMANDMENT: Thou shall never be wary of thou lickith. Thou must embrace it, and return it with gusto! ((by BettyBest2))
6TH COMMANDMENT: Thou shall not protest thy licks, or the number of thy licks shall be doubled. ((by yojimbo89))
7TH COMMANDMENT: Thou shall never fear the lickith, for the lickith is the lifeforce of thy Goddess. ((by PippElulu))
8TH COMMANDMENT: Thou shall not deny a Lick her desires, for the punishment is death by reanimation. Hell hath no fury like a Lickith's scorn! ((collaboration by Dom and Stormie))
9TH COMMANDMENT: If thou art to lick then thy lick shall be full of passion, for to do otherwise shall bring forth shame and the awkward. ((also by yojimbo89))
Rated M
M is for MATURE, people.
If I can pretend to be, then you can too!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING! *sob*
I likes the lickins first!
🎶HAPPY EASTER EVERYBODY!🎶
Dom: ROFL! Now that's an approval rating I can wrap my head around! XD! And IKR! Disarming the offending opponent would just make things WAAAAAY too simple! HA!
BettyDearest: Oh come now, you can squeal juuust fine, cuz it was AWESOME. *snicker* BTW, if you noticed anything that I may have left out in this chappie and ure super powers of perception notice, PLZ pm them to me! o.o I've went over it like a MILLION times yet I still feel like I'm forgetting something. *glances at Hawk shivering out in the cold* but I just can't put my finger on it...
FoxBlossoms: YUP. But Izzy be tryin to block that horrible visit from memory subconsciously.
EarthenKnight: Informal? -ahem- Do I respond formally? Heeeell no, be as informal as you want. HIGH FIVE FOR INFORMALITY! Yaaaay! :3
Dea: No. Licks. AGAIN!? o.o What am I going to do?! T.T *shares her tissues*
MyLuv: OmG, have I mentioned lately how much I luv ure reviews? XD Twas a great read my Luv, a glorious review exCEPT, wtf, ABANDON SHIP? HELL no! This ship be SAILIN! Hazah for Melbeth!
L-chan: My fault? My fault?! Oh sure, blame the messenger! I'm just the story teller here—the muse! These guys are writing themselves! I have no power—I mean—have you SEEN the way Ban talks to me? XD I love you dear! Beijinhos!
MuggleBlu: Yup. That be a sword that Ban's healing factor just can't seem to get a grip on! Though it wasn't through his heart—I do believe there is a pretty decent lil artery right about where his tat is. ANNND about the last line, *grins madly* THANX!
Stormie: YOU CALLED ME FOXY BITCH! *crazy cackle* Fanfic goddess whaaa? In lieu of the informal situation (XD) CALL ME FOXY BITCH! YEA! *ignores absolutely EVERYTHING else in the extremely passionate and heartfelt review because of the foxy bitch comment that was left **BY YOU** in the club chat* YEEEEA! WOOOOO!
ScarletLoveliness: Ha ha! I was beginning to wonder if I should just lick (I was laying in WAIT!) ya b4 you got around to commenting. XD But I was like no, she'll prolley read it tonight. Hehe! I was right! And disarming never seems to be something many think to do in shows like these is it? Mwaha, works for me! Luv ya gurl!
Only ten comments this time, didn't quite make it to the xtra dialogue.
Raincheck
Something about Elaine tickling his blood had to be why he loved ticking her off so much these days. That voice rumbling throughout every bit of him was just good enough to be sinful.
That would be why he was pointedly ignoring her refusal to try and make her brother the new Lady of the Lake. Ban sat in the grass hunched over the bottle King still occupied and was holding up a tiny pink dress (like it was dancing) in front of the glass, explaining the many reasons why he'd make a great Lady of the Lake.
Blood tingling? ...check.
Pissed off King? ...check.
Happy pirate? ...check!
Life was good.
Which was why it was positively criminal when voices were heard off in the distance, stopping all of his fun. Ban leaned back and looked toward the voices with a fading smile. "That sounds like the captain..."
Elaine looked that way as well with concern replacing the anger, "Ban, there is a dark force over there."
"Well yea, Capt is about as nasty as they come." Ban snickered as he stood with a satisfying pop to his back.
"No, I don't mean the Sin captain." Elaine was staring in that direction now, "but there is something horrible there."
"Heh. Sounds like the princess is pissed. There's your sumthin horrible."
"Ban!"
"Alright, alright Lamb Chop, don't get your panties in a twist." He chuckled to himself, knowing damn well Elaine didn't wear those things. "I'll go check it out."
Before leaving though, he bent over the bottle King was once again banging against and pointed his finger at him like he was a child and cooed sweetly. "Now you stay right there Mistress King, I'll be right back."
Elaine rolled her eyes from where she hovered when Ban winked at her. She couldn't believe he'd brought Harlequin here to take her place! He was one of the guardians of the seals, King of the Fairies! He could not just sit around here and protect these waters.
Not that the Sin of Sloth didn't deserve a few hundred years in solitude...
Once Ban ran off to see what the foreign entity was, she drifted to her brother who was vehemently banging both fists against the glass now. Elaine lifted the bottle up and peered through it curiously, to which, King grew nervous. Why was she looking at him like that?
At the sound of Elizabeth's enraged scream, both fairies turned back to where Ban had run off. Elaine frowned, "Something's not right," and pulled the cork from the bottle.
As soon as the abhorred piece of sponge was removed, King rose out of the bottle and reverted to his normal size. He floated higher than his sister and frowned toward the voices further off as he said, "I'll be back to discuss a few things with you, Elaine..." She could do so much better than Ban. "But I've got to go check on that. I'm sensing something too familiar and it's not something the captain or Ban may be able to handle on their own."
Elaine nodded, and watched him fly away. "Please be safe..."
The scene King flew in on was one that required a double and a triple take. Elizabeth was wailing like she'd gone mad with blood coating the front of her, and Meliodas was calling for Ban like he'd never seen the guy get skewered before. He was very confused. "Captain, what is going on?"
It was obvious that Meliodas was relieved to see him. "King! It's Elizabeth! Elizabeth is holding Lost!"
"What?!" The fairy's head whipped back to the princess, who was leveling her gaze back to his captain. "But how? Lost shouldn't be able to have power over anyone unless—"
"She's half drow, King! We've got to get it away from her!"
Ban coughed up more blood, it'd been so long since he'd felt his life draining from him like this, "Yea, sure... fairy boy gets a warning."
"Even after all this time, the demon blood coursing through drow elves is still that strong?" King murmured to himself as Elizabeth began running toward Meliodas, who was bent over Ban. The battle cry she let out was deafening. King frowned, so much about this just wasn't right.
"You'd kill without covering your face, Princess?" King raised his palm at her and Chastiefol caught and wrapped her in a bear hug, holding her back and keeping her safe all at once. It was a good thing that his sister had sent someone level headed to come deal with this after all. It appeared that the captain wouldn't lift a finger against the princess—even if she was somehow consumed by the accursed metal, and Ban was so ridiculously used to using his immortal body that he didn't seem capable of doing the SMART thing and just disarm her. Very well. I can handle this myself.
"Did you suddenly become a soldier, or did you simply forget where you come from?" King narrowed his eyes at the girl before him slicked with the blood of Ban. "If you cannot even remember the rich heritage of where you hail from, then I should wish the raven takes you instead of your victim. At least he knows who he is!"
"Yea... Still dyin over here... so... ya know... no rush." The Fox Sin gurgled as Meliodas laid him straight and pressed a makeshift compress from the shirt he'd just stripped off.
"You know nothing of our heritage, traitor!" Elizabeth struggled within Chastiefol's grasp, her voice exhuming pure hatred, "my father trusted you! You were supposed to be his friend! How could you!"
King drifted to hover directly in front of Elizabeth with hands behind his back and ankles crossed. His voice remained calm and free of emotion. "You are not yourself, Elizabeth, that weapon you carry is called Lost. A benevolent spirit resides in its steel that can only be kept at bay if the sword is complete. It is twisting you to do as it wishes. Release it."
"NO!" Elizabeth screamed, thrusting her head back and forth, "It has lifted the veil that shrouded my eyes! I see now that no demon can walk in the light, and now I learn that fairies are allied with them! When will the lies STOP!? You will not drag Liones down with you! My kingdom will remain pure of darkness!"
"And how will you stop such wicked thwarts?" King narrowed his eyes, "for as long as I have known you, you have seen the person, not the species. Though if you must behave like a bigot while you wield that blade, allow me remind you that you are a mixed elf. How could you possibly honor your people with demon blood coursing through your veins? You speak of purity, Drow? Don't make me laugh!"
Meliodas snarled from where he pressed down on Ban's wound, "King!"
The fairy ignored him, glaring at Elizabeth with cold eyes. "You are an orphan, woman, and now you turn on your friends yet you call me a traitor? There is nothing left for you, you will die in the arms of Chastiefol by my command, at least this way your sisters will be able to remember what you were—instead of what you have become."
Elizabeth's jaw went slack. In her current state, his foul remarks made more sense than any attempt at logical reasoning ever could have. Her desire to see her kingdom pure could not be by her hand. She was just the bastard child taken in by the light and had been allowed to bask in its glory, but she could never be part of it. Anguish filled her as Harlequin slowly closed his hand into a fist and the bear holding her began to squeeze. She pressed her head against the green and black fabric and she screamed in pain as the bear pressed in on her.
This is it, I am going to die.
"NO!" Elizabeth's eyes grew gruesomely wide and began flashing red, but her knuckles remained white, clinging to the hilt of the sword.
"King!" Meliodas yelled, "STOP!"
"Should you survive, swordslayer, then you will live a life of RUIN!" The voice of Lost hissed from Elizabeth's mouth, "she is MINE!"
A sigh left the fairy king as he shook his head. "Speaking with the captain does you no good, Lost. When she dies, there will be no one left to hold you except me."
"Curse you, Guardian! I will never stop! I will always..."
Lost's voice hitched when Elizabeth convulsed, then her body leaned forward, slack and still, only being held up by Chastiefol's massive arms.
And the sword clattered to the ground.
"What did you do?!" Terror filled Meliodas' voice as he left Ban to race to Elizabeth's aid. Chastiefol released Elizabeth and he caught her with tears in his eyes, "how could you King, I..." He could feel her pulse, a pulse that sounded like sweet, sweet mercy.
...King had been playing Lost.
The Dragon Sin looked up at him with a smirk, "Sleeper hold?"
The Grizzly Sin smiled back, "Sleeper hold." His captain didn't even see through his ruse? Indeed when it came to the third princess of Liones... his brilliant captain was in real danger of being blind to tactical warfare. *A/N Not that King is much better! XD*
Or perhaps all his tactics these days were just used up in all that incessant flirting.
King looked behind him at the bloody mess that was Ban, "I guess we couldn't just let him bleed out... could we?"
Meliodas lifted Elizabeth, "Lost called her the Tay'daishar."
"Half of..." King frowned, "Captain, if that's true, then—Captain!" He quickly averted his eyes, "Wha-what are you doing?!"
The Sin captain grinned up at King, groping the princess' ample bosom with a more than content chibi face, "Wakes her up every time."
"...Sir Meliodas?" Elizabeth slowly opened her eyes and gazed up at him with blurred vision, "Wha...?"
"Elizabeth, are you okay?" Meliodas asked softly.
"Where, where are we?"
"Ya know, if ya wanted to drag me out on a lakeside date, all you had to do was ask."
"Huh?" The princess' eyes wandered until they centered on the blade lying on the ground, then everything came rushing back to her. The way she felt so much irrational anger—it was terrifying! Such unadulterated hate. She felt dirty. How could Sir Meliodas even stand to look at her? Raising her hands to grip her head from a rapidly growing headache, Elizabeth shuddered at the sight of them stained with red. "Ahhhh!
"No, no, no, no!" She screamed, shaking her head back and forth. How could she? It just couldn't be!
Her body began emitting a white so bright it glowed. Meliodas ducked his head into her shoulder and held her tighter, and King shielded his eyes. Light burst through her as she begged to everything and nothing for forgiveness and redemption. This was all her fault! She'd tried to kill him, stabbed Sir Ban and said such horrible things! She wanted to take it all back, set everything right.
Goddesses forgive me!
^.~
"Elizabeth?"
A foot nudged her shoulder and a feminine voice sung out again, "Elizabeth?"
Eyes opened to see a clear sky tinted with the beginnings of sunset, a marvelous painting of blue fading to orange. Elizabeth breathed out a sigh and rubbed her eye as the other hand tangled itself in a bundle of course hair that was lying against her chest. Midst the goddesses' masterpiece, came the head of the Sin of Gluttony smiling down at her. "Ahh, there you are."
Elizabeth made an effort to sit up and noticed the Dragon Sin's head on her, and gently moved him to her lap with a smile. Sitting up brought a gasp to catch in her throat—they were lying in a field of flowers...? While she was taking in the view, she heard the mage who stood beside her chuckle.
"I must admit, there is never a dull moment with you and the captain around. I find I rather like it, you keep him on his toes quite nicely."
Elizabeth looked up at Merlin's smile, "Um... excuse me?"
"Ugh..." Both women looked to the side where the moan had come from to see the leather-clad Sin of Greed raise a hand to cradle his forehead. "Man, talk about a party..."
The princess smiled with relief bathing her entire face, "Sir Ban! You're okay!"
His hand went to his lower abdomen, where a fresh scar was, not unlike the other that resided on his neck, "Holy shit, I guess I am." Ban rolled over onto his side and narrowed an eye at her as a white brow rose from the opposite eye, "Do me a favor, princess, and stick to your little bow and arrows."
Elizabeth's ears lowered, heavy with shame. "Oh Sir Ban... I'm so sorry, this is all my fault."
They heard a groan coming from the other side of them and turned to see King rousing, "Mmmph..."
"Sir King!" Elizabeth smiled, stroking Meliodas' hair subconsciously.
The fairy looked around at the field of flowers. "Wow... Elaine is going to love these."
"You think so?" Ban smirked, then grunted when the Grizzly Sin flicked his wrist and Chastiefol found its home right through the bandit's chest, pinning him to the ground. After a momentary spitting up of blood and Elizabeth's worried call for him, Ban started to chortle, "Damn King... At least when the chick stabs someone, she doesn't shred up their clothes."
"You kept me in that bottle Ban," King grumbled.
A shaky finger rose up as the bandit added, "And tried to make ya wear a dress."
Elizabeth couldn't stand the sight of King's spear through Ban's chest at the moment and implored the fairy, "Sir King! Please!"
King looked over at her, "Oh... oh! S-sorry Elizabeth," and willed his sacred treasure back to his side in the form of a pillow that he quickly reclined against. Tricking Lost into thinking its vessel was about to die can be an exhausting endeavor after all...
The undead man slowly sat up and looked over at Elizabeth, then Meliodas and grinned while his chest patched itself up, "Capt, you dog! Get up and tell us what the hell all that was about already."
Meliodas rolled over, crossing his arms around Elizabeth's waist and scooping both hands under her to gain two handfuls of elf rear, murmuring happily. The elf princess blushed as his sounds and touches brought fresh warmth to far more than just her cheeks.
Ban had already moved on (short attention span), plucking a purple flower from the ground. "And what are all these flowers doin here all of a sudden?"
King yawned from his roost on Chastiefol's cushion and replied, "That would be the Tay'daishar's doing."
Ban frowned, looking bored. "I've been hearing that name a lot lately."
"Between the things Lost said and my own suspicions for a while now, there can be no more doubt. Princess Elizabeth and Tay'daishar are the same."
Merlin raised a brow, "Is that so..."
Elizabeth looked between the three Sins feeling rather awkward. Tay'daishar was something of legend! Not a person... how is it that he can call her that?! Her hands began to tremble, which was Meliodas' cue to rise up and simplify things. "Settle down guys. We've never cared anything for titles before, and we're not about to start now. We have Tay'daishar, so? We also have a fairy king, the self proclaimed greatest mage in Britannia, a doll, a—"
"And let's not forget everyone's lovable demon lord," Ban interrupted with a curling grin.
Meliodas silenced for a moment, then from where he sat next to Elizabeth, he took her hand and peered into her eyes. "Elizabeth, I'm really sorry for the trouble Lost has caused you." He frowned, squeezing her hand. "If only I'd tried fixing it instead of casting it away."
"Not that you'd had a choice..." Muttered King.
Meliodas frowned at King for volunteering more information than necessary, but King continued anyway. There was no reason for the rest of them to be left in the dark. The fairy smiled at Meliodas, a brotherly understanding in his gaze. "You couldn't have fixed it. To keep the broken blade would have driven you mad. Throwing it away was your best option at the time—and even that was nearly impossible."
While King talked, Ban inched closer to Meliodas with a smirk and offered him back his bloody shirt. The Sin captain grimaced at it, but when Ban persisted he take it with an annoying grin, Meliodas punched him back to where he'd been.
"Ah yes..." Merlin all but purred. "I had a very interesting conversation about that sword with a certain Lady a little after she beckoned me." A smile that could melt even the hottest of coals graced her painted lips as she turned to the bandit lounging in the grass, "her image appeared right in my glass of brandy, asking if I could come check on you."
"Hmm..." Ban thought for a moment laying back on propped elbows. "Not sure how I feel about you talkin with that cool drinka water... BUT," he spawned a huge grin of his own. "Sounds like I gotta go see a hot blonde that was worried about me," and rolled over backwards to get back on his feet. King was about to send another spear through him when Merlin reappeared right in front of the bandit trying to leave and grabbed his ear, walking him back in the opposite direction. "Oww, ow ow! Hey! Leggo, damnit!"
Merlin only smiled to herself, "The Lady knows you're fine. Right now I am more concerned that you return the sword you have strapped to your back."
Ban stopped struggling and looked over his shoulder at Excalibur with a less than interested scowl, "Oh yea."
Elizabeth tilted her head at the other thing on his back, "Um... Sir Ban, what... why do you have a, um, skull of a moonstag behind your back...?"
That made him grin, "Oh this old thing? Heh... long story."
A story Meliodas fished out of him during the walk back to the pub in Camelot. Elizabeth took it upon herself to hold the skull when she learned its significance (Ban just shrugged it off telling himself, well she's the daughter of someone). However he did make a snide comment about her stabbing AND robbing him all in the same day.
Upon arrival, they met with an apprehensive stag and a recently giant-sized Serpent Sin who let out an exasperated sigh when she saw them. She snatched up King and pillow right out from the air and hugged them tightly. "Oh KING! I was so worried about you!"
Being pressed so tightly against breasts bigger than himself, King's nose began to leek a steady stream of blood. "Oh, uhhh... I was fine, Di, Diane."
"Well then what took you so long to come back?" Diane asked King curiously.
The fairy blushed brightly and waved his arms passively, "I would've come back sooner but Ban wouldn't let me out of the bottle I was trapped in!"
Merlin rested her hands on her hips and gave Ban a sidelong look while taking a step away from him. "When will you be returning that sword?"
Ban shrugged and yawned, "Maybe in the morning. Just depends what kinda mood I'm in." In his relaxed stance, the Fox Sin looked up at a shadow that was suddenly directly above him. "...Huh?" Was the only thing he could say before the foot of a giantess' came crashing down on top of him. Elizabeth and Tay'moraad were so startled that the both of them jumped behind Meliodas.
"Keeping King stuck in a dumb old bottle huh?" Diane growled at the flattened Sin still under her foot and twisted it deeper into the ground, "I'll squish you until there's nothing left of you but a puddle!"
Once tempers were cooled and another dose of shrinking potion given, everyone relaxed inside the Boar Hat and shared information. Had Lost known the vital information he'd granted them so eagerly, it surely would have been wailing. Elizabeth was already drawing up a letter to her sister about the comment Lost said about 'frayed seals'.
There was a word that kept getting tossed around that was bothering Diane though, so with an arm securely wrapped around King and the other holding a mug of ale, Diane's temper flared again. "What do you mean Tay'daishar? All of you guys are talkin like it's old news, but I've never even heard of it!"
"Calm yourself," Merlin murmured, taking a sip of her brandy. Her thoughts had been on more than just her comrade's current conversation, but the Serpent Sin's screech returned her to the topic at hand.
King was the one to fill her in, though he seemed preoccupied as well—even with the woman he loved clinging to his arm, he was troubled. "Roughly translated, it means half-born, but it's more than that. The best way I can describe it is that it means half of light and half of dark, but belonging to neither." He frowned to himself and turned to the princess writing her letter at the table. "Just who are your parents, Elizabeth?"
The princess' head popped up in surprise. Her ear twitched nervously and she began nibbling her lip worriedly, much to Meliodas' bemusement. "I... I... my mother, um... she was a drow elf that lived between the kingdom's borders. We lived away from everyone... I suppose it was because my ears would give away that I was not full drow, but she was good friends with Hendrickson's mother, it seemed like the only visitor we ever had was the queen and her son. If I can remember correctly, she was a priestess like Margaret."
"Your mother?" King asked.
Elizabeth shook her head, "No, the queen, Hendrickson's mother."
"What about your father... Elizabeth?" Meliodas leaned forward from where he sat with Elizabeth and placed his hand over the two she was wringing together nervously on the table.
"I... I don't know," the princess lowered her head sadly.
Silence filled the tavern for a moment, then Diane perked up again, her cheeks slightly pink from the anger management in the mug before her, "Waitaminute! You said that drows are descendants of a demon and elf right? So all drow elves have demon stuff in them right? So..." She pointed at Elizabeth grinning like she'd just won a prize, "when you did that freaky thing on the top of the castle with your sister, that actually put all demons to sleep didn't it, didn't it?!"
Elizabeth's ears wilted at Diane inadvertently calling her a demon and Meliodas squeezed her hands again and said lowly, "Everyone with demonic ancestry anyway. Good connection, Diane."
The giantess beamed proudly at her captain's praise.
"That is very interesting." Gowther said, walking down the stairs. Heads turned up to see him walking down methodically, each step taking exactly one and a half seconds.
"Oh look guys, Goatman is here," Ban chuckled.
Meliodas raised a brow, "So the drow officers are all settled in?"
The Sin of Lust reached the bottom of the stairs and adjusted his glasses, "Indeed, Captain. In light of this new information, I would like to study drow elves more closely. Not anywhere in my records does it state that drows were borne from the union of a demon and an elf and I find that fascinating." For someone who said they were fascinated, he surely didn't look it as he turned to Elizabeth, "May I run a few tests on you, Princess? In the name of higher education, of course."
Elizabeth bit her lip again and Meliodas frowned at Gowther as he felt her begin to squeeze his hand. "I think you'll need to find a different guinea pig, Gowther."
"Oh very well, Captain." He replied as though it didn't matter at all. He turned around to go back upstairs, then stopped and held out his hand with something beginning to glow above it. "By the way, I have analyzed this to its completion, so I have no more interest in carrying it. Might I add that I find it intriguing that—"
The shape of the glow manifested itself into the bow Elizabeth had thought she'd lost during her abduction and she exploded out of her seat and grabbed it. "My bow! Oh thank you, Sir Gowther, thank you!"
Hawk sweatdropped, "Am I the only one who thinks it weird that he's had that thing all this time and never mentioned it?"
Gowther blinked at him and held up two fingers for peace, "You never asked." Then through glasses that reflected the room's light, he tilted his head at the elf and queried, "just where did you say you procured that again, Princess?"
Elizabeth blinked curiously at the Goat Sin. She didn't think she'd ever told him, "Umm, it was a gift from my father."
"I see." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "That is very interesting," and walked back up the stairs in the same steady pace he'd come down.
As Elizabeth hugged her bow, Meliodas eyed Ban with a smirk that was readily returned and they both upended their mugs. The Sins slammed the mugs back down on the table at the same time, and Meliodas stood up and stretched. "Well! I think it's time to turn in. Big day in Camelot tomorrow!"
He began heading upstairs and Hawk scrambled after him, "Oh no you don't Meliodas! If you think you're goin to bed without a proper hog-tying, then you're crazier than gluten-free ham!"
Elizabeth turned back to Merlin, still clutching her bow tightly, "So what happened to the sword, Lost, I mean."
Merlin smiled broadly at her with an unmistakable pinch of mischief, "You just let me and the Lady of the Lake worry about that for now."
Ban and King frowned at her, but where King knew to hold his tongue, Ban had no such restraints. "What the fuck does Elaine have to do with the damn thing? You just keep that thing away from her."
"Ban," King turned to him, "it has no power over her. There is no demon blood in her."
"Like I give a damn!" Ban growled, "that thing needs to stay clear of Elaine!"
Merlin smirked and placed two fingers on his eyelids, pulling them closed and suddenly his head slammed down on the table. "Sleep now. All will be well."
King and Diane deadpanned, and Diane said, "You're really scary sometimes, Merlin..."
"Heh," Was all she said.
^.~
Skirmishes kept popping up constantly.
Veronica was becoming tired and easily agitated—much more than usual. Her kingdom's forces were split up all around the borders and she defended the east gate alongside her men while worrying about the others she could not be present at. Was there no end to the drows ambitions? Surely by now they could see that they stood no chance against the holy knights of Liones!
By now they had stopped taking prisoners, it was kill or be killed and she would burden the dungeons with prisoners no more. The drow royal family wanted war? Well they have it! Her stag swayed two and fro dodging the enchanted swings of her current adversary, and she deftly countered every one of his strokes with one of her own. However when Griamore fell from his stag, she screamed out for archers and Dreyfus relayed the order to archers he knew could make the necessary shot in time while he struggled with his own opponent.
"Aral, Lara!"
In the blink of an eye, two arrows pierced through the drow elf attacking the queen's knight. Griamore pulled himself up and looked to the trees and smiled his thanks before pulling himself back onto his stag.
Up in the tree, crouched two of Master Dreyfus' most recent graduates. They both smirked down at him with nearly identical cocky expressions as they over-exaggerated a salute in return—being fairly well behaved for the trouble makers they typically were.
Nonetheless, Veronica shook her head out of frustration for the two green haired archers who were skilled enough with the bow to forgive their ill gotten, troublesome lack of discipline from time to time. Their most recent enlistment of the younger moonstags in their pranks still fresh in her mind, she thought to herself, Those damn Gwa... Gwan, errr, those damn twins are going to be the end of me some day... I just know it!
^.~
Elizabeth had much to think over as she headed upstairs with weary feet. Despite how Ban had somehow made a complete recovery, and somehow all evidence of blood had utterly disappeared as if it never were, she still felt horrible. King had claimed it was her ability to wield powers similar to the goddesses that had healed and cleansed them, hence: Tay'daishar, but...
But it hadn't wiped her memory clean of all that putrid hatred she vividly recalled feeling toward her fellow Sins.
She opened the door to Meliodas' room, intending to ask forgiveness as she had done personally with Ban and King. The room was dark and she slipped off her boots and padded about the room; if he was sleeping then she shouldn't wake him. She'd put him through enough for one day. Opening a drawer she'd thought carried her nightgowns, she smiled when she found where Meliodas had placed some of his shirts instead. Unwilling to search any further in the dark (and not at ALL feeling nostalgic), Elizabeth scampered to the bathroom with one of his shirts to change into.
It was odd, but after wearing Lara's fashions for a few days, Elizabeth found herself much less embarrassed wearing this shirt than she ever had before. She felt... comfortable in it.
Ready for bed, she padded back over to the bed and leaned over to get a good look at his face in the dark to see if he was sleeping. The princess wouldn't have minded being granted a night's grace period before she played Jack Wisp trying to apologize. Needless to say, she jumped when Meliodas' eyes opened with her face but a handspan away and broke the silence, "Finally coming to bed, Izzy?"
"Eep!" Elizabeth started, straightening back out, "I'm, I'm sorry Sir Meliodas! I was only checking to see if you were, um, awake."
"Is that all?" ...Was he pouting?
"Well," Elizabeth sat on the bed next to him, curling her legs under her. The Sin captain's eyes lingered on those long legs as she continued. "I wanted to, I needed to apologize to you, Sir Meliodas," her ears wilted and she couldn't bring herself to look him in the eyes even though she knew she should. "Those things I said to you today... I didn't mean, I mean, I never should have," why was apologizing to him so much more difficult than the others? She hadn't even run him through like she had Ban. Elizabeth nibbled her lip in her frustration.
"That's the third time I've seen you mistreating that lip since we got back, Izzy. You're pretty lucky I'm kinda all tied up right about now."
His smile took a turn for sincere when he heard her giggle. That sound was his favorite, it's the simple pleasures in life one must cherish. Wriggling against how tightly Hawk had tied him tonight, Meliodas continued, "I know what you're doing, and you don't need to. The sword had ya, I happen to know better than most what it can do to a person. I'm not worried about it, and you shouldn't be either."
Did she realize how much trouble she was brewing chewing on her lip like that? Elizabeth looked to him finally and stuttered, "But, but, the things I said, I—"
"Tell ya what," the Dragon Sin interrupted, "if you'll do me one favor, can we call it even?"
Elizabeth's ears perked back up at that and she turned to face him completely, "Yes! Oh yes!" She said excitedly. He's all tied up, how bad could it be?
Oh Izzy... I suppose I should play nice... maybe I should just ask her to say THAT again. Mmmm.
Not sure if Hawk would forgive either one of us if I asked her to untie me.
….
Through eyes a darker shade of green, Meliodas steeled his heart and spoke the words he'd been building up to earlier. "It's pretty simple...
"Just let me have a 'do over' with that kiss yesterday."
Good night everybody!
Just for you, my lovelies!
😇Seriphia
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