Here it is, the new chapter!
Sorry for taking so long, I was busy with other stuff. Now, I was going to update From Thedas to Westeros but I had no time for it! As many of you will know, both From Thedas to Westeros and Harriet Potter: The Demon Empress are my longest fanfic per chapter yet.

So I don't want to rush it! So, I will move its release back.
That leaves us with the next schedule.
Boku No Overlord, and then I will jump right in, into both Harry Potters fanfic, after that, I will update once more Harriet Potter then From Thedas To Westeros.

So see you guys in a few days!

Chapter 44

The Demon Empress with confusion and amusement stared at the girl with the vivid image of her beloved, succubus lover. Rubedo's expression reminded Galadriel of a stubborn, cute young girl. The moment Yuri told her about the girl with the two sisters who seek help from them, and about the possibility of Rubedo having a crush on a human girl. Brought intrigue and bewilderment to Galadriel. How could it be? There is no way for something like this to happen. So why? Galadriel thought.

Yet again, Galadriel took her time pondering about what could it mean. So far, the whole incident was not problematic in the grand scheme of things. Far from it, since it could prove to her about the learning abilities of the inhabitants of Nazarick.

Seba's episode back in the Kingdom concerned her with many things. However, everything made sense as time pass by, since Galadriel saw how every single of her friend's creations acted the way they programmed them to. However, Galadriel wanted to see if they could learn more and see things beyond the box her friends created them. Perhaps in the end it was all good for them.

"Cocytus friendship with those Lizard people it's an obvious example of them learning new things. Cocytus warrior spirit saw them as honorable and worthy. Yet he learned how to control and use strategic when he fought them. He learned from his failures. Just like Sebas."

Galadriel kept on pondering about what could she do now.

So considering it, Rubedo's attitude about the human girl, although unanticipated, it was not questionable. But there was the question. Why would she save those girls? The gain of rescuing them was nothing. Galadriel could not bother to care enough for a few humans. But slavery was an ugly business. Those girls would end up somewhere, if they were lucky, as workers in a mine or field and the worst-case scenario, as sex slaves.

Galadriel stared at Rubedo, who was looking at the ground muttering words.

"Albedo, my love, is Rubedo… Grumbling?" Galadriel whispered.

"That she is, my dear," Albedo replied with a sigh.

Now that Galadriel thought about it. All of Tabula-san's creations were a big walking contradiction. The Gap-Moe lover enthusiastically created Albedo to be the perfect wife. The perfect woman in every sense of the word. Yet he wrote for her to be a secret slut.

Then there was Nigredo, a grotesque woman who loved babies more than anything, and who, in normal circumstances, was a tender-hearted individual who opposes killing innocent people.

Galadriel knew more about those two than Rubedo since she was not there when Tabula wrote the settings. So looking at Rubedo, Galadriel wondered what type of settings did Tabula wrote in her. Rubedo looked like a princess, with those eyes and exuberant elegant hair. Perhaps Tabula wrote her to be a prat? Or like a Tsundere archetype?

"Tabula, you are so weird," Galadriel said.

"My lady, did you say something?" Albedo asked.

"Ah, nothing, just thinking."

"Alright, Rubedo, tell me again, why you want to save this girl sisters?" Galadriel asked.

"Well, she is ugly," Rubedo responded.

"I see… Is that all?" Galadriel asked.

"I don't know…"

Galadriel sighed, maybe Tabula wrote her to be a dumb Tsundere girl.

"Rubedo, tell me the reason of why we should save those girls? And before you replied, I want a clear and honest answer, I can't lose more time with you," Galadriel said.

Rubedo shivered, and as she was about to protest, the stern look of her older sister stopped her from doing so.

"I want her to fail and die. But I want to be there when she does, that's the reason of it! Like watching a beetle crawling up a hill only to fall because I push it down," Rubedo said.

"If I save her sister, then she would be in debt with me, and then I could have her with me so I can play with her all I want!" She added.

Galadriel had the urge to slap her face incredibly hard. "What in god names you wrote in her Tabula! Is she a psychotic Tsundere type or what the fuck! Why all of my friends wrote disturbing shit in their creations?! Wait, well, we were an evil clan of sorts. That was the topic anyway. Ah, that's true, we were all fucked up. Mm, truly. Still not all wrote stuff like this in their creations, yet I feel weird hearing this coming from a cute girl like Rubedo," Galadriel thought.

"So, let's me think trough this. You want to save her sisters and have her with you because then you could play with her, and kill her?" Galadriel said slowly.

"I don't want to kill her! I want to see her fail and die, it's really different!" Rubedo said.

"Then, why don't you just let her save her sister by herself? The slavers have enough security to stop her. You could watch everything unfold."

"But is not the same! I haven't played with her enough! Please, my lady! Please! I want her! I want her!"

Galadriel stared, flabbergasted, at the tantrum coming from the most powerful NPC in Nazarick. But watching such a scene from Rubedo, Galadriel figured out why Rubedo wanted the girl, and it was practical when a kid sees a toy in a supermarket or toy store. They scream and cry until they get it, only to play with it for a while and then forget about the toy later on. Rubedo was doing exactly that, but instead of a toy, she wanted that human girl.

Galadriel groaned at the logic behind the girl's explanation. Truly, Galadriel cared little for any of this as of now. Rubedo wants a toy, so be it. It's not like it would matter, right?

"That's enough, young lady! You will not behave in such a manner!" Albedo scolded her younger sister.

"But, sister, I want it!" Rubedo sobbed.

"I said it's enough!"

Rubedo only wailed louder than before, and Galadriel, amused by it all, heard a loud sigh from her succubus lover.

"Alright, you can get it," Galadriel said.

"My lady!" Albedo said.

"Truly?" Rubedo asked, still sobbing.

"Yes, but, you will not harm those slavers, they have a job to do in the empire. So grab some gold and pay for them, then move out. And you will write the reports for two weeks and not Yuri, understood?" Galadriel said.

"Me? Writing reports? Do I have to?" Rubedo moaned.

"Do you want your toy, or not?"

"I will, my lady! I love you! Thank you!" Rubedo said.

"Good girl, now if there is nothing else, go," Galadriel said.

"Okay! Bye! Thank you, my lady! You're the best!"

Both Albedo and Galadriel stared at the young girl leaving the room happily, and once she left both alone. The succubus lover glared at Galadriel with a surprising irritated face. The demon empress smirked at her, liking such expression. Their relationship has grown more and more in the last past few months. At the point in which Albedo would openly act as a wife now. Galadriel loves it.

It was also the reason she thought that the Nazarick NPC were learning and behaving differently, as time goes by. Galadriel's relationship with Albedo and other lovers, or concubines as she called them, was now different.

Lupusregina became more intimate with her, to where Galadriel could see a different person altogether. Not the sadistic, or overly friendly werewolf girl. But more of a peaceful and gentle lover. Narberal proves to be a more passionate lover than Galadriel ever thought possible. Everyone was incredibly different when it came down to be their lady partner of the night. And it was not only sex Galadriel was talking about. The demon empress saw new facets on each one of them. Things she doubted her friend wrote in them.

So, Nazarick habitants were growing too. That was good.

"My lady, I don't think it was a good idea to allow, Rubedo have a toy," Albedo said.

"It's just a human pet, nothing to worry about," Galadriel said.

"She will make a mess with it!" Albedo said. "And I will have to clean it!"

"Don't worry about it," Galadriel said.

"You are pampering her too much," Albedo said with a sigh.

"She is a cute girl! She deserves pampering once in a while!"

"I will still, keep an eye on her," Albedo finally said.

"Thank you, my love."

Albedo only exhaled in defeat, knowing she couldn't change the mind of her lady. Yet she would contact Yuri, so the maid could keep and eye on her sister. While Albedo seemed to mutter about her irresponsible and childish sister, Galadriel couldn't help herself but see Albedo with but love and care. She would truly be a wonderful mother. Galadriel thought as she took Albedo's hand and brought it to her lips.

"My lady, it's something wrong?" Albedo asked as she felt the lips of her beloved on her hands.

"Nothing, nothing at all, my love. It's just that you will be a wonderful mother, that's all," Galadriel said.

"A mother?! Me?" Albedo replied, blushing deeply.

"My dear, it's an idea that has been running in my mind for a while now. Yet, the time is not right, but once we take on the kingdom and empire, maybe, it would, I don't know."

Albedo's heart wanted to burst with joy at the thought of that. The idea of a child of their own, running through the halls of Nazarick, yelling mommy, was too much for Albedo to think of now. It drives her with lust and her lady won't be pleased to do such a thing now. But the succubus lover wondered if she would be the one carrying the child or her beloved demon empress. Both ideas were great in her mind, she wouldn't mind using her tool to sire one.

"I know what you are thinking, my dear," Galadriel said smiling.

"Oh, do you know?" Albedo asked smiling.

"You are thinking about who of us, would carry the child, right?" Albedo blushed at the foresight of her lady.

"I haven't decided it, but you will be the first one to know it."

Albedo nodded happily at the thought of her lady thinking of becoming a mother or siring a baby. Regardless of her lady decision about who would carry it. Albedo would love every minute of the baby-making. That's why she had to work harder than before. To bring peace to her lady.

However, Albedo wasn't paying attention to how Galadriel was slowly caressing her belly. The feeling of growing a child inside of her. The joy it would bring her, every single thing surrounding it. "I would love… To have a baby. I'm still afraid of not being up to the task, yet I can't stop thinking about it. Mm, it's this what they call baby-fever? Well, I have time to decide, for now let's focus on the work," Galadriel thought.

However, Demiurge's arrival stopped every thought of such a thing. The demon smirk was visible, and Galadriel pondered why could that be. The last time he looked so happy was when she destroyed the overgrown lizard and his magical armor.

"Demiurge, for the looks of it, something good must have happen," Galadriel said.

"Oh, my lady truly, it's a wonderful day!"

"Oh, and why is that, Demiurge?" Galadriel asked.

"The breeding experiments have brought new results. I'm thrilled of what could this mean, my lady."

Galadriel was not too sure about what to make of that, but she nodded and smiled all the way. "I'm happy to hear that, Demiurge."

"Now, is there anything else, you wish to tell me?" Galadriel asked.

"Ah, indeed my lady. There is a report from one of our spies about a group of nobles in the kingdom trying to push a new legislation to ban empire merchandize in their land. Also, they want to make sure, the annual war takes place sooner rather than later."

"They are truly more stupid than I thought. They are at the brink of economic collapse, and they still push for things like this. No wonder they want to push to an open war. Still, it's too soon for it. I want them to fall deeper, I want more chaos, more than ever. What can you do to push them deeper in the sinking hole they are all in?" Galadriel asked.

"Mm, I think we could control some noble directly, just to bring more disdain among them. There has to be someone who can push things around. The princess has been doing an outstanding job so far, but it's truth that we need a wildcard of sorts. Someone who is openly doing things."

"Oh, I like it. Someone who can taunt the empire and bring more discomfort to the kingdom. A person whose decision can sink both countries down. A stupid person who does not know what is going on around him."

"You made it sound, as if we need an idiot of sorts, my love," Albedo said.

"Not an idiot, but an imbecile," replied Demiurge.

"An imbecile? Yes, and a great one. But, where could we find one?"

Deep inside a mansion, near the nothingness of the kingdom greatness. A man growled at the sight of his family photos. A family whose power and reputation was nothing but a shadow of its former glory. Or so the man thought. A failure all of them were, in his eyes.

"We should be more than this! We are… No, I'm better than this!" The man said.

He threw the picture to the ground, caring too little if it broke. Surely such he deserved better than just the title of his family name. His brother was on his deathbed. And soon, he would be the only male left, yet no matter how much he thought about it. Such idea of becoming the head of his house was not enough for him. He wanted more than just her family ruins.

"My name is Philip Dayton L'Eyre Montserrat! I deserve more!" Philip yelled.

Philip would not rest to achieve what he thought was his destiny. To be the central figure of the Kingdom. To reach greatness his name deserved.

The sole reason he has been in those meetings with other lesser nobles, as he called them, was to laugh inwardly about their stupid political moves. None of them came close to him. Philip pride himself on his genius more than his good looks. If he had a chance, he could woo the kingdom princess without even trying.

"Even at her young age, she is quite the catch. Sadly, those bastards won't allow me to get close to her. They must know, how dangerous I am around women," he said.

Philip thought of him as the next to be a historic figure that he couldn't fathom how stupid he was. He pondered what could he do to gain more power. So far, none of the other lords were truly against him or with him. No allies, neither enemies. But that would soon change, Philip was thinking ahead of everyone there. He was ten steps ahead of those petty lords. Truly, he was playing tridimensional chess.

"That stupid legislation would surely put my name in the game. None dare to do that, but me! We need to show everyone that the Kingdom is not to be played with! Not even the king has the mind to do such a thing!" Philip said.

"Now, with everything going smoothly, I would have to manipulate some lesser lords and gain their friendship. Then the war will start. Those fools don't know how all of that would serve me to gain more power. While they go out and fight a stupid war, I will stay here and gain more court approval! Yes, I will have to give some gold away, but none of that matter, since at the end I will be king!"

Philip couldn't think of someone more deserving of such a title than him. As a matter of fact, there was no one like him.

"Soon, I just need to be patience."

Everyone across the continent would soon know Philip's greatness. He only had to wait for the right opportunity. He would make everyone kneel before him, of that he swears.

At Nazarick, on the 9th floor where the bar was located, a very depressed Shalltear was silently sobbing and muttering words of comfort. Drinking herself to a numb state, although she couldn't get drunk.

"Why, my lady, won't call me to her bedroom? Why?" Shalltear weep.

"I'm not attractive enough? I bet she likes big bobbies! And I don't have big bobbies!" She wailed in horror.

"My lady, I want to feel you love~! Why you don't love me?!" Shalltear drunkenly yelled.

"Ah, Lady Shalltear, I think you have drink enough for today. Although you can't even get intoxicated," the sous-chef said.

"Eh?! What did you say?! I'm not flat! I have boobs!" Shalltear said.

"I said nothing about it."

"No, you're right… I should accept it. Our lady loves big milky tits! I will never grow up! Even Aura will eventually grow older! Then everyone will have big boobs! Why?! Why?!"

Shalltear cried in sorrow at the possibilities of her ever being with her lady. Such a cruel fate awaited her and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

To listen to her lady exploits and sexual adventures was infuriating to Shalltear, who was waiting her time to join her beloved demon empress. Shalltear would listen to how amazing her lady was in bed, how gentle and full of passion she was every time. Yet the more she listens about it, the sadder she becomes. It brought truth worried to Shalltear since she felt that maybe her lady hated her or didn't find her attractive at all.

"My lady… I love you too," Shalltear whispered with sorrow.

"Ah, so this is where you are!" A voice brought the attention of Shalltear.

"Ah, Aura, it's that you," Shalltear said.

"What do you mean, with it's that you? We need to practice strategies and combat with Cocytus and Mare! We need to get ready to hunt those dragon lords! Why are you here?" Aura asked.

"It's must be nice to grow up, yeah, it must be nice," Shalltear said with her face hitting the counter.

"What is this about?" Aura asked, worried and amused by Shalltear attitude.

"Such a horrible destiny awaits for me, alone forever with my flat chest," Shalltear said in a depressing tone.

Aura stared at her, not truly knowing how to cheer her up. Truly, she knew what she meant with all of that. Aura was not deaf, and she knew about her lady naughty activities with some females in Nazarick. Aura blushed, remembering the details Lupusregina and Solution talked about in one of those secret meetings, where all the ladies who had an interest in becoming their lady concubines go to. And well, every single of the homunculus maids and the Pleiades was there. And Albedo acted as the de facto, first wife and lady of Nazarick. Aura believes her lady was not aware of something like that going on.

Many of the discussions were about how to please their lady better, weak points, and how to cuddle with her since everyone knew that their beloved lady loves to cuddle after sex.

Aura knew she was still too young for such things, but she was waiting patiently for such a day to arrive. There was no other person she would love to be closer to Galadriel. Their lady was so kind, sweet, and full of love. How could Aura not love her?

So, watching Shalltear giving up was annoying.

"Are you giving up?! Because if that is the case then… I will seduce our lady!" Shalltear looked aghast at the proclamation of Aura who suddenly was dressing a cute dress. The true vampire stared in shock at Aura, whose embarrassment grew immediately.

"See?! I-I-I am cute! So get your ass up from that chair and kept on trying!" Aura said while rushing the door.

Shalltear wondered about such action and then smiled.

"You won't get it before me," Shalltear said, and with a huff, she left the bar.

Soon her dreams would become true. She only had to be patient.