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Xanthe stalked the halls, wondering where her sister was. She couldn't feel Jack's mind working, so she was either asleep, or… Riddick. Xanthe frowned. She didn't want Riddick to get to her sister; she didn't trust him. But she had War on her side, and he would keep Riddick in line, she hoped.

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So… Jack lied. She wanted to lose this game, badly. She wanted to forfeit and let him have his way with her, but she wasn't going to let that happen, not yet, but she could fail just for a little bit longer. She was just… surprised, that was what she would tell herself. She wasn't over the shock factor yet. Yes, of course… She leaned closer to Riddick, and she gasped as his mouth left her and slowly trailed down to her neck, and he bit the tender flesh on the side.

She groaned, the sensations filling her body and making her shake. She wasn't sure if she would be even able to tell him to stop. Her throat was tight and constricted and his hands were driving her mad. He kept touching her breasts ever so softly, and it irritated her. " Riddick…" She purred.

Riddick laughed and then heard a loud knock on the door. He cursed the gods for a moment. " What do you need?"

" The King has requested that you and your lady be present for dinner."

Riddick cursed again and looked back to Jack, who had a malevolent glare in her eyes. " Yes, of course." He said dryly and moved away.

Jack thanked the gods for a moment. At least she had gotten out of that one. Next time she didn't feel like she would be so lucky. She turned away from him and brushed past him towards the door.

He grabbed her arm and pulled her back, staring down at her. " We're not done here."

She laughed haughtily. " I think we are." She barely smirked at him and pulled her arm back easily and left the room.

Riddick growled. She was becoming too proud for her own good. Only a matter of time, and the race was soon to end. So very soon.

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Iphigenia looked at Jack scornfully. She looked over to Riddick. Ah, now there was a perfect man if there ever was one. Much, much better than her husband, who was almost a woman. She smirked, turned her perfect face into a sweet, almost derisive smile.

" Having a good time, wife?"

She looked over to her husband and simply nodded. " Oh, yes…" She trailed off slowly, watching Riddick. She would have fun with him later; great, wicked fun, and of course, her niece wouldn't mind at all.

Jack looked over at Riddick. " She's watching you." She said idly, in-between bites of food.

" I know."

Jack snorted. " Because I just mentioned it Riddick." Darkly, Jack narrowed her eyes on Iphigenia. That woman was up to something and Jack didn't like it. She didn't like it at all, and she planned to do something about it.

He shrugged, indifferently.

Jack toyed with her knife idly, almost wanting to throw it at Iphi, or stab Riddick. She weighed the possibilities, and stabbing him probably would only make him more irritated, then he would kill her. If she threw it at Iphi… well, there was something interesting. She could kill Iphi, who she knew wanted Riddick. Jack didn't let anyone into her territory. It was hers, for a reason. Riddick was hers, whether she admitted it or not.

Jack put the knife down and shook her head slowly. No, killing either of them would be pointless. Too many of the King's guards were around to deal with. Jack brushed back her hair with her hand then looked up. Something gold flashed out of the corner of her eye and she looked over, only to see Carolyn. " The gods," She whispered, aghast. So, Carolyn really was here. She had betrayed her for her own good. Jack smirked evilly; she still looked like a drowned rat in the queen's garb. " Look up Riddick and see the rat in the queen's clothing." Jack muttered quietly.

Riddick looked to Jack for a second, trying to figure out her game, then looked up. A rat? He grinned. She spoke of Carolyn. " Quite lovely." He joked.

Jack chortled. " You lie, my dear sir."

" Her beauty is no where near yours." He whispered close to her neck.

Jack shivered. He was starting the game again after she had barely won the first round. The second round was beginning and Jack didn't know if she had the strength to fight against him again. She was still tired and for once her anger wasn't centered at him, but towards Carolyn. " My beauty is loved by all, even the Gods, so be very wary of what you do, Riddick." She said quietly.

Riddick was about to say something, when the King stood up and smiled to everyone. " I would like to take this time to announce a most interesting event."

Jack frowned. It was going to be her and Riddick. She knew it, and she started to cringe. It could only get worse.

" Lady Jacqueline of Sybil has wedded Riddick of the Escuro-Isles. Let us all applaud them, and then welcome our guest, War."

Jack laughed quietly to herself. War was coming for a visit. That would be some insight to Riddick of just how powerful she was over men, like him.

Everyone applauded politely, even Carolyn who grudgingly clapped, all the while staring at Riddick with evil intentions. Iphi whispered close to her ear, " Do not worry, girl, we shall make sure to make Lady Jacqueline's life a hell." Carolyn smiled immediately. Iphigenia always had the right idea.

War entered the room in a bright flash and looked around. Boring mortals never really interested him, except for Jack and Riddick. Riddick was like him, sadistic, and Jack was beautiful and blood thirsty. Oddly enough, he thought they would work perfect together, if they didn't slit each other's throat's first. War looked over to the King who was beckoning for his audience. By the Gods, how he hated that man. " Yes?"

" Ah, War, it's such a pleasure to have you here at our wonderful feast. You have met my lovely wife Iphigenia." He indicated to her idly with his hand.

Iphigenia smiled towards War. " War, it is truly a pleasure to be in your presence."

" So I am told." He said dryly. The royalty of these lands were the least interesting of everyone. Even the peasants had more character than the King or his wife. " I will go speak to Lady Jacqueline now." He turned on his heel quickly.

Jack saw War walking towards her and smiled. She rose for her chair and met him in a soft hug. " War, it is a great honor to see you once again. I adore your presence."

War laughed idly. " I would hope so Jack, since I favor you so."

Riddick narrowed his eyes, leaning back in his chair arrogantly. War was openly showing his affection for Jack, his wife. " Hello, War."

" Riddick." He reached out and shook Riddick's hand.

Riddick squeezed his hand hard. He wouldn't let War get away with anything with his wife. She would be his shortly, and no one was going to stop him. Not even a God.

Jack grinned. Riddick was angry; she could almost feel the tension rolling off him like heat. She knew War felt him, who just merely grinned. " Did he call upon you?"

" Not in the least." War shrugged, looking over to the King. " Your sister asked me to see that the King does not hurt you tonight, and I obliged."

Jack growled. " Xanthe? My dear sister has some odd notions to believe that the King would try to harm me at the feast for my wedding. Hah." She laughed and shook her head.

War shrugged, again. " She was being a good sister, I would suppose."

The rest of the night dragged on idly, with Riddick furious at Jack and War for flirting so openly. Then later in the night, Iphigenia cornered him.

" Oh, look at yourself, Riddick. You are a handsome man." Iphi drawled, her delicate hand rubbing against his chest.

His face didn't twitch and he didn't move a muscle.

" Your wife probably doesn't know how to use a man like you. I, conversely, know exactly how to please a man such as yourself." She stroked his cheek.

Riddick's eyes narrowed on her. He wasn't going to play this game no matter how hard she tried. " My wife is more than you'll ever amount to."

" Oh?" She raised her eyebrows in mock protest, a little smile tugging on her lips. " Would you like to care to see how good I am? Then who would win?"

" I would." Jack said from behind Iphi, her voice strained and her eyes deadly. Her hand was tight on the dagger. She was not going to let that wench of a queen get away with anything dealing with her estranged husband.

To Be Continued….

Note: Wow, this one took me a long time to finally think of heh. Uhm, I've been thinking about this story a lot, and well… there is going to be so many plot twists and stuff… it's going to go on for a good long time, but that's good, right? Hehe, tell me that's good by reviewing! Remember that lovely little thing that us writers die for? Anyway, thanks stuff:

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