Farron grit his teeth, turning his head away as best he could, the magic draining cuffs on his wrists and ankles had inhibited his natural strong healing that came with being a mage. Add in the shody healing work done on his broken shoulder and cracked ribs and the pain was enough to make him resistant but the potion Kurino had forced down his throat had overridden his own control over his body, made everything injured in him hurt more because the damn venom amplified ALL sensation and, had given the only half lucid woman all she had ever wanted, Farron Pradesh, naked on her bed, body responding to her touches and giving her what she had always wanted.

That his responses were out of disgust and pain didn't register with her, Kurino's grip on reality had always been situational, but after weeks bound in the belly of this very ship, subject to the whims of the Spriggan 12 that had been given free rein to take any and all enjoyment from her they could get by their Emperor, Kurino had simply snapped.

She'd been able to grasp on to one thing through it all, a thought that had been with her most of her life, that if Farron Pradesh were just hers, things would be better. It had started when she was all of 5 and Farron was as well, he had just lost his mother, Ganier Pradesh killed in the bombing of the Boscan Embassy in Pergrand along with his little brother Zen (something the world had believed until a short time ago and Zen had since been brought home).

Even grieving Farron was friendly, he reached out to the shy Princess and her siblings, he showed them how to play some games, they practiced dancing in the gardens together before Balls. Farron was the first person, at the age of 8, to take her hand and truly dance with her, to hold her and smile at her and encourage her. Others had, teachers, her father…but they didn't have eyes like a summer sky and hair the color of honey. Her whole life she had wanted him, dreamed of marrying him, raising a family with him, seeing the crown of Bosco upon their heads. Farron would make such a wonderful King.

He just…had never been able to see her that way. She was certain he'd been confused, simply overcome by his responsibilities and the work he did, his stupid siblings…Arman had adopted just…a nest of vile orphans that had poisoned her love against her, she had tried to get them to bend to her way of thinking…but it hadn't worked. Kaleb seemed unable to care about anything but his guild and Cristoff was a Dragonslayer who could only love his mate…when he found them. Bickslow was a Seith mage and Vander….Vander was delicious…dark, deadly, she had always liked that, the edge that man had, he was sinister and she wanted to pin him down…he'd make a delightful consort, but no…the laws were too easy, and he was Elite Forces in the military…untouchable by her once Grendace and the old council had been purged. She'd barely kept herself out of that whole mess. No…she hadn't tasted Vander but a couple of times…she'd love more…but all that really mattered was Farron, having him, loving him…owning him.

She was…though…mentally wrecked now.

Larcade, Brandish and Dimaria had been harsh, had used her body relentlessly for their amusement, delighting in her stubborn refusal to scream unless it was driven through tremendous force from her.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm simply doing to you what you have done to innocent men for years...really...torturing the brothers of the man you wanted...you really thought that would bring him to your bed too, that's demonic thought process there...I can respect that." Larcade had chuckled as he'd driven her through hungers she'd never dreamed any living thing could endure.

"I...am the...Queen...of Bosco!" She panted out. A firm hand gripped her chin, forcing her to meet black eyes in a handsome face framed by reddish brown hair.

"You are a pawn, you handed Bosco to us on a platter, provided us access to destroy the Knights and delivered your own father into slavery, Bosco will be part of Alvarez in service to our Emperor soon and you? You might serve as a concubine, or plaything, but you will rule nothing…" God Serena had told her and then he'd taken over with her while the others had sat back to watch.

Serena wasn't easy on her, he liked whips and chains and blood and pain more than she ever had and the days started bleeding together, Larcade had helped heal her at first but after a while he had been dropped off with the others to start other tasks and Serena had stayed along with the Medic she still had...who was decent, but she'd had skilled powerful healers at the palace, wasn't used to living with injuries while magic was slow to repair them. Besides that…Larcade above all the others…had just shattered her mentally.

She also wasn't used to being on the receiving end of the pain. She'd almost started liking it after a while, but in order to get there she'd had to imagine the man hurting her, relentlessly fucking her was one of Farron's brothers, Kaleb, Vander, she used all of them in trying to cope. Ultimately, she had clung to Farron himself, her long standing belief that if she could just have him, have his love, his acceptance, his body, the world would fall into place and she could be happy.

Finding him had been crucial, as soon as word had reached her Hisui had called for him and he was heading for Crocus she had abandoned her position near Pelerno where she was trying to rally more forces, trying to break through the defenses of White Seas Guild Hall there without destroying any more of the city because the people were turning on her over the mounting death toll she had caused.

She had agreed to destroying the city of White Sea. Zaref had explained how it would help her when she had objected to laying waste to a mid-sized city as old and as cherished as White Sea. The City of Dreams it had been called for centuries, home of the oldest, largest most powerful wizards guild in Bosco, the place where many of Boscos wild clans could still be called to for talks, the only land based City they would enter.

Watching Serena level the city had still brought her to her knees. More than 300,000 people had called White Sea home, Kaleb Pradesh, Zen...two men Bosco treasured, Kaleb who she had lain with many times, who was fair, honest, brave and an amazing leader, the 5th wizard saint of Bosco, and one who remained...defiant in the face of how she had taken the crown, loyal to her father. Yes, that had infuriated her that he had not more willingly accepted her rule but she'd expected it, had looked forward to dragging him out of his guildhall, chaining him to her bed and keeping him there until she had all of his brothers in chains, his third in command would have brought White Sea in line for her once the woman knew she had Kaleb and Cristoff.

More than 4 thousand mages would have come to heel, but...some of them would have fought, would have risked everything to free their master and his brothers, Emzadi could not be found at the time, neither could Xally, and while the little water mage didn't worry Kurino...if any woman alive could inspire fear in her...it was Farron's sister Emzadi.

She'd seen the aftermath of some of what Emzadi was capable of, and while Kaleb was more powerful, could bring his sister to her knees, Emzadi was a Dragon Slayer, a dual souled powerhouse with a primal side that triggered fearful respect in Kurino.

She knew Emzadi had left Minstrel, she was still furious that country had not aligned with her, had provided Arman Pradesh with amnesty along with that traitorous General Minda Fashon, it figured that whore would go right to Arman's heel and fight for whatever side he chose, she'd lusted after the Ambassador for years.

It used to be a point she actually had in common with the General of Bosco's airfleets, both of them in love with Pradesh Ambassadors, both of them denied by the men they adored. But now...now that had changed.

She sat up when Farron turned his head away, he was just shy, disconcerted by everything, it was ok, she didn't mind, she closed her eyes her hands sliding up her own body as she moved, sliding up and down,

"Farron….oh Gods you feel so good…I've wanted you for so long!" She whimpered, gripping her own breasts imagining it was his hands on her, she couldn't undo the bonds yet, he was still too disoriented. Sometimes so compliant and sweet and affectionate, others he denied her, became angry with her, whenever she fucked his friend he got angry with her, said things she knew he didn't mean, but it was enough she kept him chained, he would come around, he would realize how much he loved her soon enough, for now, she had him and his friend and she did like his friend.

The green haired man was elegant, had beautiful eyes and a lithe body she enjoyed, she liked his beautiful face, the beauty spot under his eye was a frequent target for her kisses. Both men were in love with her, she knew they were, they just kept getting confused, but it would pass, she just needed to keep feeding them the altered Succubus venom from Joya and pleasuring them. Both prefered gentle pleasure, only mild roughness, and that was fine with her, she'd had enough pain to last a lifetime with Serena.

She wanted their love, Farron she would marry and make him the King of Bosco at her side, Freed she would keep as a consort because he clearly pleased Farron, was Farron's friend, and she would do what she needed to in order to keep her wonderful husband happy. She planned to have him father many strong children.

Her hands went down to his chest, eyes greedily drinking in his tall body beneath her, she wanted those sky blue eyes on her but he was shy today, confused, so she would take her pleasure and try again with him later.

"Farron...please...say my name…" She moaned out as she rode him. His eyes remained looking away, lips pressed together in a thin line.

"I don't want you…" He ground out and she smiled, shaking her head at his confusion, increasing her speed, looking forward to the day when he would finally take the initiative and make love to her, it would come, she knew it would. Her body finally crested and she cried out his name before collapsing on top of him, panting and smiling.

"You will…" She said finally, before sliding off of him and waving to her handmaids.

"See he's cleaned up, make sure they both eat well and you may enjoy Freed." She told them, noting the womens' eager grins. The other male mage they had taken was still unconscious but alive, she couldn't use him as a reward for her handmaids yet and while she didn't like sharing her future consort, it did upset Farron when she allowed it, keeping her handmaids happy kept them loyal. They had been with her most of her life, she needed them now more than ever.

It had only been a week, she could wait. Looking over Farron's tall body as her maids gathered bathing supplies to bathe him she smiled, sitting at the small table across from the bed to watch, she liked watching him being bathed, she liked anything that involved Farron really. She hadn't figured out how to get him to cum yet as they had sex, but that would happen eventually too, this was all very upsetting to him, she knew that.

Farron was quickly cleaned off and the Handmaids climbed onto Freed who, as usual, struggled trying to avoid being forced to drink the venom but the maids got it into him and within minutes one was straddling him and started bouncing on him, riding him while the other kissed him and rubbed herself with his hand. She wouldn't allow them to punish him for not willingly pleasing them both at once, he was just being loyal to her.

Farron grit his teeth again, trying to pull in his magic, he needed it, if he could amplify a single thought, get Kaleb to link to him...they might get the fuck out of this mess. As it was he knew Kurino was taking them to whatever damn place her allies in Joya had given her as a retreat point, if they were taken into Joya, he wasn't sure anyone would be able to get to them and he already knew from diplomatic missions into Joya, escape wouldn't happen. He wasn't sure Hestor could feel him, pinpoint him, was unsure how the Keeper worked in that respect, so he was trying to reach Kaleb because he knew, once he did, Kaleb would be able to hold onto him and find him and bring rescue.

The worst of it was, if Kurino took them there, to Joya, even if she was overthrown, killed as she continued to fight to take and keep Bosco, Joyan battle queens would gleefully take Farron and Freed as war trophies, attractive men were worth more than gold or diamonds in the matriarchal Joyan society. He and Freed would be flooded with mind altering drugs and turned into sex slaves, with their looks...breeders, and that from what he had seen, was a hellish existence at best.

Breeders were coveted, kept healthy until they started to really age, in their 40s usually they would be sold as pleasure slaves, but Farron was only 25, and ageless with his new magic Freed a year younger than him and he wasn't sure if his magic slowed his aging or not but...they would spend years being drugged and fucked relentlessly so they could sire children for the Joyans who treasured tall well built men, they would be used heavily. Kurino wasn't likely to win Bosco anymore, with Alvarez overthrown, Zaref gone possibly dead, the Spriggan 12 gone, Alvarez was withdrawing quickly and Bosco, in spite of God Serena's claims, had never fallen completely, hold of it was tenuous at best when the Emperor was alive, now? Kurino lacked the bulk of the Boscan fleets, half the military had gone awol and Serena and the Spriggan with their Emperor had slaughtered the knights as soon as they had arrived in Bosco.

No, Kurino would not hold it, she would be put to death for her crimes too if she wasn't killed in battle. The only good that might come of getting to Joya would be finding out where the king was being kept, because it was likely Kurino's Battle Queen ally in Joya who she'd given her father to would be where Kurino would run. If she did...Farron would be able to find the king, and if he could get and keep a link with Kaleb, Kaleb could find him no matter where he was so he had to get one.

When the Maids finished with Freed the women left to bathe and Farron turned as best he could in the bonds he was in, his pale blue eyes fierce when they met Freed's aquamarine gaze. Gods the man was stunning, he really was, more and more Farron was noticing more than just the basics of Freed Justine's strength and will. He felt it…their bond had them sharing their suffering…but also their strength and determination to get out of this.

"You ok?" They said in unison and both managed to chuckle in spite of their situation.

"Well, I'll admit this was not how I had pictured spending time with you. Being chained to a bed beside the Boscan Ambassador while an insane former member of the royal family of Bosco fucks us both relentlessly. The awkward phase is over though." Freed said primly and Farron laughed, couldn't help himself. The absurdity of their situation, how twisted it was, how demented Kurino was, and Freed managed to break it down to a question of how awkward it felt.

"You're amazing Freed." He chuckled finally and met the Rune Mage's eyes again, smiling faintly. "You really pictured spending time with me huh?" He teased and Freed, in spite of being bound to a bed beside Farron for several days now, both of them forced to watch and listen while the other was molested, raped by Kurino and her maids, laying naked beside each other for days and Freed still...blushed. The bond hid little…and Farron smiled…he felt it too, the tenderness between them grew with every hour they endured here.

Farron's whole chest tightened at the sight, Gods no matter what happened he was going to see them out of this and then he was damn well going to beg the Rune Mage for some of his time, a date...anything, but he badly wanted to just be in the mans company at this point because Freed was probably the only thing keeping him strong anymore.

"I have, not like this, but...well...you are Boscan and…" He sighed "We so badly need to get out of here…"

Farron smiled, "can you muster any magic? I can some, I've been building it to use it, trying to keep it partitioned from the draining cuffs pull." He said.

"I can...I've actually been pulling together enough that if I can manage to move my fingers right I could send a tracing rune to Laxus." He said hopefully.

"Not Laxus...Kaleb, Kaleb can link with us mentally but he has to know we need him to. They have to have missed us by now but they would be back tracing the path we were supposed to take to Crocus trying to find us and Kaleb wouldn't try to break into my thoughts on the off chance I had reached Crocus and...um...hooked up with Hisui or something, not that I was planning to...I know she sort of was hoping along those lines but we haven't talked about it." He explained, suddenly driven to make sure Freed understood.

"We did have...a few nights together during the war, she needed the company, the comfort, and I suppose I did too, but...it was never serious." he added. He wanted to be honest, felt he should be, Freed deserved it.

The Rune Mage looked away "Yes well, you would make a fine King, Farron." He said softly. Farron heaved a sigh.

"So I keep getting told by various women. There is a Baroness in Minstrel who promises me I'd make a fine Barron, and a vast assortment of nobility who believe Kaleb, Zen, Cristoff and Vander would also make fine whatevers but I don't care about those things, titles and such never meant much to me, it made it easier in my work not to let them. Respect yes, envy or desire? No. I'd trade a hundred Princesses to spend a night in the arms of someone I valued, respected, I need to respect someone for more than things they didn't work for to want them." Farron said.

Freed smiled faintly, eyes drifting down the taller man's neck and chest, what he wouldn't give to be in this bed like this without the chains...or insane princess…

"I think I can send the tracer…" Freed said.

"How long will it take to reach him?" Farron asked eagerly.

"A few minutes, I have just enough magic to send it…" Freed concentrated all he had and it was then Farron's eyes flew wide.

"NO! Freed! No!" He said sharply, realizing suddenly Freed meant to tap all he had available for this rune.

Freed stopped and Farron drew a steadying breath "You can't blow all you have...the draining cuffs will power up when you use your magic and increase their pull. They could kill you…" He said. Freed smiled at him.

"I understand how Boscan draining cuffs work...I'll survive, I'll lose consciousness, but will live I assure you." He said and Farron frowned, not convinced.

"I...you're certain?" He demanded firmly, using his best "Dont you fucking be a hero" tone he'd mastered as an Ambassador whose brothers often served as his bodyguards.

Freed nodded. Farron still wasn't happy about it and decided maybe it was time he was just up front.

"You be certain, because if you let yourself die to try and save me thinking you're doing some noble thing I'll think less of you not more...I want us to get out of this Mr. Justine, because when we do, I'm kind of hoping you'll share a bed with me under better circumstances." He said bluntly.

Freed's eyes flew wide and he truly had to remind himself to breathe meeting those stern baby blue eyes. "I...I promise...you...really?" He wanted to kick himself, he really did, stammering like an addle brained idiot in front of a man he'd give about anything just to be able to...kiss.

Farron twisted and managed to maneuver himself into admittedly a painful position bound as he was but, with a dip of his head he gave Freed exactly what he wanted. His warm lips pressing against Freeds and the Rune Mage felt his whole being soar, he could endure anything for more of this...he had no doubts at all, and before Farron could pull his wonderful lips from his, Freeds fingers traced the sequence to form the rune and felt his magic drain.

Farron pressed in for all he was worth, one small taste of Freed Justine was too sweet not to want a lot more and he felt the magic flow and growled out a muttered "Freed.." against the Rune mages lips before the mouth that had been eagerly kissing him back went slack and Farron pulled back enough to hover, feel Freed's breathing stutter but steady...even out, and he kissed him once more before laying back and saying a silent prayer to the Gods Kaleb would get that rune and know what to do.

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Kaleb was bent over far more reports than he wanted to be reviewing, his mages were checking in faster now that White Sea's Guildmaster had made his still very alive and fighting presence known. Some were rushing to Magnolia to serve under him directly, others were flocking to Pelerno to support the Guild and its stand against the Princess there. They had worked out underground routes into the Guild's facilities centuries ago and Kaleb had made sure they were being used.

He knew Farron should have been in Crocus two days ago, but his older brother had, on several occasions, been pulled into meetings and had even been dragged into a large party on more than one occasion that had kept him too busy to check in before.

Considering the fact that Farron and Hisui had slept together a few times during the war, Kaleb was reluctant to cast a linking spell that would bring him into his brother's mind regardless of distance. Kaleb could cast it on any family member, and reach them, though for them to reach him with thoughts they either had to boost their own magic into the thought projection or they had to be fairly close to where Kaleb was for him to hear them.

He was reaching for his coffee when he felt the magic enter the room and saw the rune fly at him. Instinct had always served the blonde well and it did this time, he didn't reject the rune or dispel it, instead he let it hit him unshielded and sucked in a breath that made Thane stand wide eyed looking at him in alarm.

"Fuck! Thane...go get Cristoff and Laxus!" He snapped as he started drawing in his magic, Thane vanished, teleporting to Fairy Tail's Guild hall and Laxus had barely enough time to look up from his own desk covered in paperwork before the teleportation mage grabbed him and had yanked him through the first jump into Cristoffs hotel room. Here they stopped, Thane hesitating.

Cristoff was currently sort of sitting on the bed, back against the headboard, straddling his hips riding him hard was a busty brunette and with her legs over his shoulders while she gripped the headboard of the bed and…. grinding herself against the Lunar slayers mouth, his hands gripping her lovely ass was the silver haired barmaid. So…the Lunar slayer was…very occupied and Thane and Laxus both stared dumbfounded for a few moments at the scene.

"Cana...Mira...Cristoff you fucking ass!" Laxus snarled and Mira's head snapped around her eyes had been glowing she was so engrossed in the slayers skilled ministrations on her sex.

"Laxus!..Thane!" Mira gasped, eyes flying wide then narrowing "Damnit...let me finish!" She snarled then and both men, even Laxus, took as step back.

"Um...I shall return for Cristoff in a few minutes...um...please finish quickly…" Thane said, grabbing Laxus and the two men vanished. Mira adjusted her grip eyes rolling back, Cristoff hadn't stopped, his tongue still working in and out of her, his lips and teeth still playing lustily at her flesh, he lifted her a little and she delighted in how easily he supported all of her weight with his hands gripping her ass, thumbs pressing her thighs to spread her legs a little more and she groaned. A few moments later she gasped out her end and Cana shouted out hers as the Dragon beneath them both was torn to his with them, unable to resist two women cuming so hard on top of him.

They all lay for a moment in a heap gasping for air and Cristoff reached over, tipping Miras face toward him so he could kiss her swollen lips "Did I hear Laxus a few minutes ago?" He asked and Mira smirked as Cana dragged her nails down the slayer's thigh.

"Yeah sexy… he and Thane tried to interrupt...better put some clothes on...much as I prefer you like this…" The card mage sighed. Cristoff frowned and slid from the bed, snatching his sleep pants from the floor and had barely pulled them on when Thane appeared.

"Thane? What the he…" He didn't even get to finish the question, the teleportation mage grabbed his shoulder and they were gone.

Mira sighed, giving Cana a pouty look "I only got one...he was definitely good for more." she said. Cana grinned

"Oh lots more...don't you worry...we'll get that beast back in a bed as soon as he's done with whatever Laxus needed him for." She vowed, meaning every word, any man who could keep pace with both herself and Mira? Oh yeah, she was getting more of that!

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Cristoffs growl was carried well by the lightning slayer beside him, the two dragons each had their own powerful reasons for being furious over what Kaleb had just told them.

"Can you get a mental image? A fix? Give it to me? I can cover more ground in a shift than Laxus can with his teleport." The Lunar slayer asked.

Kaleb nodded. "Yeah, give me just a couple of moments, I'm going to link you and Laxus to them, I already have Vander and Presca linked, they're actually closest so they're going to try and intercept the ship, but you and Laxus should leave as soon as I get you linked...so..put on some real clothes Cris, you fit mine, go get dressed." Kaleb snapped at his almost naked younger brother.

Cristoff narrowed his eyes but didn't argue, instead turning to find Thane already rifling through Kalebs closet and tossing clothes at him. Kalebs tastes leaned toward lighter clothes than Cristoff usually wore, he leaned toward darker colors but the Guildmaster was required for appearances to wear White Seas colors a lot so he had a lot of white and light colored clothing. It was rare to see Kaleb in anything dark.

So Cristoff was yanking on some buckskin breeches, a pale blue button down and a white leather sleeveless tunic, pulling his spare pair of tall black boots from his requip storage along with his wolf fur lined cloak.

While he dressed, Laxus was pacing impatiently. Kaleb had been contacted initially by Freed, who had sent a tracer Rune to the Wizard Saint so Kaleb could trace a line to him, and through him, to Farron. The group sent to Crocus with Farron had been intercepted by Princess Kurino and now apparently Farron and Freed, while alive and basically unhurt, were chained up being used by the Princess who had gone bat shit crazy from what Kaleb had described.

Using his link to Farron, Kaleb had a beat on Kurino too and had said when next she came to use Farron...he'd likely be able to get into her head with Farron's help. The whole thing sickened the lightning slayer. Freed was one of his oldest and best friends and the thought of him being chained up by that evil psychotic bitch had his dragon snarling and seething within him. Freed was his kin...nobody messed with his fucking kin.

He could feel Cristoff, calm as the man usually was, seething as much as he was, the two powerful Dragon Slayers almost feeding off each others fury as they waited.

Kaleb looked at them with a slight frown.

"Kurino is taking them to Joya, I can sense the way they're moving, know where they are, the direction the ship is flying and Vander and Presca are following it now, catching up to it...King Altiene is there...if we let her get there, follow her to where she took her father...we could rescue the King, Farron and Freed and end the last of the fighting by taking Kurino and her greatest ally down…" Kaleb said.

Laxus stopped his pacing, narrowing his electric blue eyes on the Wizard Saint. "We should start moving that way then, get close enough we can jump the ship." He said.

Kaleb nodded "I agree, Cristoff can shift large distances with up to 5 people and still have magic, right Cris?" He looked to his younger brother who nodded firmly.

"Alright, I want Zen, he can fly faster than the airship even at flank speed so he'd be able to get there without magic, and could scout areas easily, he can also gate now, using Fairy Tail's guild hall as the base point, he could gate us out of Joya but could also gate IN more mages if we needed them." Kaleb said.

Laxus nodded, smiling faintly "We take Zen we're taking Lucy right? I mean…they aren't mated anymore but…kind of doing the team thing working on shit…" He reminded the other Guildmaster who pursed his lips "I'm not really worried about relationship repairs…this is still a war and we're trying to save lives, if Lucy can bring useful help to the table, she should go."

"Hang on...this may be...unpleasant Laxus...the maids are...enjoying...Freed even though he's unconscious…" Kaleb warned and Laxus almost fell over when the link locked into place. He felt Kaleb first, the way the Mindbender entered his mind was silken, and had he not been bringing in a powerful link attached to two men who were both under duress, he doubted he'd have noticed Kalebs presence or magic and that was a little unsettling.

What hit him hard though was, though he couldn't exactly feel where Freed and Farron were, he knew what was happening to them. The maids had seen their Princess asleep, and, from now shared memories from Farron, he knew, when the Princess went to sleep the maids went back and got their fill of pleasure from the two men chained to the bed. It was a game to them, a power play.

Kurino didn't sleep with Farron and Freed, she slept in the adjoining cabin, so it was easy for the maids to slip her a simple sleep tonic to assure their princess slept well, then slip back and get their fun. Both women lusted heavily after Farron because of their Princess' obsession with him her whole life, so he tended to be their focus, but, since the Princess liked seeing the maids fuck Freed, they'd developed a taste for him too.

So now the maids were riding the two men, only Farron though was conscious for it and wishing he wasn't.

"If I can get you to cum before my Princess does…" The one on Farron was cooing at him, working her hips while she kissed his neck and shoulders. Farron didn't respond, the maids needed him and Freed to not tell their Princess, so their threats had been heavy ones involving the ease with which they could bribe their way out of the holding cells on the ship and come and slit Freed's throat, the graphic way they had described what they would do to Freed if either man breathed a word about them using Farron against their Princess' direct order never to touch him that way kept Farron and Freed both silent about it. Ultimately, Farron didn't care, it wasn't like the maids were worse or better than Kurino, he was still in chains, still being used like a toy.

He felt the rush of Kaleb coming into his mind and had been so relieved he'd grasped the link fiercely, dumping his memories into his brother who had mentally soothed him.

"Vander and Presca aren't far, they're catching up, I'm linking them to you and Freed and then linking you to Cristoff and Laxus, as soon as Thane gathers them Lucy and Zen will round out the rescue party, we've got Vander, Cristoff and Laxus for teleportation jumps and Zen for full gates with forces being assembled as we speak big brother so...hang on, I know the maids aren't fun."

Kaleb had taken his turns beneath those maids before Kurino had turned traitor just like he'd been bound to Kurino's bed before, back when she loved whips and torture devices. It wouldn't be happening much longer, he was reaching into Freed trying to bring the man back but magic deprivation was serious and he found at the least, Freed was alive with a steady hold on life in spite of the woman getting herself off on him while he was out. One less bad memory.

Zen is here Farron, once I have him and Lucy linked we'll be working ourselves into position to execute the rescue as soon as you've landed and we can look for the King. Kaleb told him and Farron clung to his brothers voice in his head.

Just...keep talking to me...fuck...Kurino hasn't been violent, Serena and the Spriggan did something to her...she's mentally just...gone but her maids...fuck...still like pain…

It was telling that the worst part of being captured like this had been Kurino's maids, who he knew were drugging the princess so she wouldn't hear her beloved Farron making sounds while they fucked him, applied various painful techniques to his body to get him to move and writhe for them. They loved seeing his body work and adored getting him drenched in sweat from the torture they put him through.

I'll make sure they get more than they ever dreamed possible… Cristoff promised his brother, seething as he saw through Farron what was happening to him and Freed. Like Kaleb…he'd spent time with the Princess and her maids…forced to endure that because of Kurinos employment of blackmail…threats to end Vander while he was in service to the council, to have their father assassinated on a mission, Kurino actually held a lot of cards, or had…now, now they could take her down, they needed to.

Where are the other two mages? Zen asked,coming into the link and Farron almost wept as his blood brother's familiar mental signature stretched into him, with Zen more than even with Kaleb, he got "feedback" through these mental links, Zen able to soothe him, help him handle things, lend him strength. Zen was frowning at Kaleb while Lucy moved to hug Laxus. He knew Canden and Fille had gone with Farron and while they weren't friends, Cristoff knew them, knew they were good people.

Canden was mortally injured during our abduction, they have a weak medic here who has a little healing magic but it's slow...messy, Kurino promises he's alive but I'm not sure, Fille...is alive...she's being raped a hell of a lot more and more roughly than me and Freed though, Kurino gave her to the crew… Farron said angrily.

Zens eyes narrowed, he'd dodged Kurino, his return home had made national news and he'd become a sort of celebrity for a while, it had made it impossible for Kurino to try any of her bullshit with him. He hated her though, she was no better than the Pergrandian pigs that had held him for years...worse...none of those monsters had turned on their own parent and slaughtered hundreds of thousands of their own people.

None of them had harmed his blood either, he wanted to pull the bitches heart out through her mouth and make her fucking eat it….Maybe he'd spent too much time around Cobra lately.

"I don't plan to let any of them survive this…" Zen said out loud and mentally. Laxus smiled darkly at him.

"Pretty much where I'm at too." He said calmly.

"Oh if you think I'm not leaving dead bodies all over the place you are sorely mistaken, I'm Bloodhunter trained, we don't leave living potential threats behind...I don't subdue I do not knock out..I just kill and keep moving…" Vander broke in.

"Yeah..make that two and we are currently beneath the ship keeping pace with it, though it is taxing Vander I heard from the Saberfox, they'll be here within a few hours." Presca added in his cold, cool, even voice through the link.

The Saberfox was a smaller interceptor, a stealth ship meant for strategic incursions behind enemy lines for small force movement and bombing sabotage runs. It was incredibly fast and maneuverable, it would be able to get into Joya undetected and had been nearby, gathering intel on enemy troops for the Rebellion.

When Vander had contacted Minda, she'd ordered the ship to his disposal along with two Gunships hovering near the border with Minstrel that would move in at high altitude to drop down and cover the smaller ships escape from Joya, once they were in Minstrel, Joya wouldn't dare follow. Minstrel's military might far exceeded Joyas. They already were aboard the ship they had taken to recover Lucy and Hestor…now they were gaining support ships.

This mission was now the top priority for the Boscan Rebellion because it had a chance to return King Altien to them, and if that happened, Kurino's already tenuous hold on support would shatter and the war in Bosco would end.

Farron grit his teeth as the maids worked agonizing pressure points, bent on not making a damn sound or responding beyond involuntary reactions he couldn't prevent. Zen had taught him a lot about holding on to complete control of himself under heavy duress, it had been training to improve Farron's abilities with a sword, but now it was serving to show these women they didn't have any power over him, they weren't breaking him.

"Hala?" Kurino's slurred call made both maids freeze, they had teamed up on Farron since Freed was no fun for them. They moved fast and silent from the bed, one rapidly cleaning up the two men and hiding devices they had pulled out to torture Farron with while the other rushed into the other room after hastily dressing herself.

Farron relaxed into the mattress.

"I want Hala...I want my fucking shackles off then I want to be the one to handle fucking Hala, Kurino's black haired maid, promise me, ALL of you...I get to take her down…" He almost shouted through the link making several heads duck at the force of his demand.

He got universal consent, except from Lucy "If I get my whip on her, I'm not letting her go, you can tear her up while she's held by it but I need to hurt those women…" She growled.

Zen's aggression, his fury over his brother's situation was flowing into her unfiltered adding to her own anger and revulsion toward the women. Zen smiled faintly and pulled her against him as Cristoff started gathering his magic and Kaleb finally had everything together and came over to them.

"You have a fix on the guild hall?" Kaleb asked Zen who nodded "Yes, I can gate to it from...well...anywhere." Zen said shrugging, gating on Earthland he'd been practicing with Lucy under Hestor's watchful eye and it was...shockingly easy for him. Didn't take anywhere near the magic gating into the underworld had. He'd even Gated over to Minstrel right into the bedroom he'd used while studying there and startling as well as delighting his father.

"Kaleb looked at Cristoff who smiled "Ok, let's get rolling, Vander...you better be out of the way…" He warned as his magic built and Lucy clung to Zen, for the first time appreciating how much strength the Lunar Slayer really had right before moonlight flooded the room and they exchanged the warm hotel room for bitter cold….