The characters from the game belong to Capcom. Some OC's and story background belong to me.
A/N: I'm not English native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that.
A/N: Contains Sexual Content
21st Century, 2009
"I have something to tell you" said her boyfriend as he massaged her feet
"About what?"
"My work… I know you were planning to go on a long trip again to investigate those dreams and get your inspiration back… But I got an offer, a great offer and I really want to take that…"
"But?"
"But for that I need to move to another country"
"What country?"
"Edonia"
"It's in Europe…"
"Yeah it's in Europe…I told you before but I'll say it again, from the things you tell me, I have a feeling that the place you're looking for is in Europe and as you were thinking of moving to another country, I think this job offer came in hand"
"Yeah… I know… but it never crossed my mind to go to Edonia…"
And they ended up moving to Edonia, in Eastern Europe. They were living there for a couple of months when Angelina watched a documentary about the neighbor country, Bohma, that triggered a strong and weird feeling in her.
Moved by her adventurous spirit and curiosity, she bought a train ticket so she could enjoy better the new journey. Although, all the time she had a weird sensation and a feeling that she was back home, which caused her a mix of feelings.
The trip amused her, no wonder why it was a country that was known for the strong culture of Arts. It's hard not to feel inspired for anything living in a place so beautiful, full of vivid nature, mountains, rivers, colors and calm. The opposite of the big cities.
Walking across the streets and studying its architecture she really felt like going back in time. Bohmans had the strong passion to preserve their history and arts.
17th Century
"He returned different. Very different. I barely recognize the man I fell in love. He is still a brave knight and the king's right hand. I am sure Christopher will reach higher status within the years and I want to be by his side when that happens. I always knew Christopher had everything to be Great! Even a Great Duke! Christopher is like the full package in one and I cannot miss that! By his side I will be Great too… because that is indeed what I am! Great!" Katarina's diary
Forest of Bohma
Knocks on the door
"You?" the teller spoke as she opened the door and saw the woman wearing a long coat as she removed the cap
"The right treatment is your highness"
"In my house, there's no distinction. Here everyone is equal… Including You." The woman spoke with conviction, "Would you like to get in?" she added
Katarina didn't reply but stepped in
"So, what do you want?"
"I want to know about my life"
"Can you be a bit more specific?"
"The prospects of my future and marriage"
The woman closed her eyes holding some stones. In silent prayer, she played the stones and threw it in the metal bowl, which lighted fire up. Katarina watched the fire delighted.
"Which one do you prefer to hear first?" the dowser spoke
"My future"
"You have a long path ahead that will ascend you to a glorious life. For now, the wheel of fortune is on your side. You have merit for that from previous lives. You will be tested in the power, your inclinations and it will only be in your hands and wisdom to cope with the results… and you will have a prestigious marriage"
Satisfied with the first answer, Katarina took some coins, "Great. It's just as I planned"
"Not exactly" the woman spoke
Katarina looked at her with a serious expression, "What do you mean? I will marry Christopher, will I?"
The dowser replied, "You will, until the wheel of fortune turns…"
"What exactly do you mean?"
"The higher you reach, the higher the fall… and you can't force someone's love and payback time will arrive"
"So tell me more!" Katarina demanded
"It's all that was revealed to me" the woman replied not feeling threatened
"Liar! Tell me!" Katarina spoke bitterly, "It is an order!"
The dowser only remained in silence staring at Katarina fearless. Infuriated, Katarina threw the bag of coins on the ground still staring back at the woman who didn't move a muscle, facing the imposing woman.
"Angely my love, where are you? Didn't the doctor tell you where to find me? How are you? Have you recovered from the illness? I miss you so much!"
Christopher Reed sent letters through several messengers to all the places he knew he could find Angelique; even to her family's in hope they could give him an answer of her whereabouts.
In an afternoon, the young royal knight was sitting on the grass in the flower camp enjoying his own company. Loneliness had become a routine for the young man in waiting for an answer from the woman he loved. The days seemed to be a long and eternal wait that always lighted up more frustration to his lonely soul when the messengers came with negative responses.
He heard footsteps and looked back to see who that was. He couldn't disguise his frustration to see the beautiful noblewoman walking to his direction with an apparent saddened expression.
"Fancy meeting you here this time of the day" she spoke breaking the ice, "You do not have to bother to leave, I will make sure to stay in a further location out of your reach"
"You insult me speaking that way"
"You do not seem to enjoy my company anymore. I noticed that"
"It's not the way you are speaking… I just needed time for myself… and you did act like we had something else…"
"I am not the one with amnesia… We have always been more than just friends and before you start rolling your eyes, I tell that I will not mention that any longer to you. I have realized that I shall have to accept that whatever we had; lies in the distant past"
"What exactly did we have?" he asked
"Do you really want to know?" she raised her eyebrows in surprise
"I guess I need to understand why you insist so much…"
She gasped, "Can we understand and explain love?" she made a rhetoric question, "Do you really want to know?"
He made a face with a shrug, "Just don't take it as a reconciliation to whatever we had… I just think we never had a proper conversation on the matter…"
"We did not! One night you were happy drinking in the tavern. Telling stories and adventures. You were even flirting with the bartenders. I had never seen you so happy like that. It was already late when we left the tavern. We were walking the streets when you praised me. You told me how beautiful I was and how fun I could be. Enjoyed my company… you always knew I had feelings for you. I did not even know how to react to all the things you were saying, but I thought it was just the booze and you did not want the night to end yet. So I said it did not have to… you grinned and the next second you pulled to a kiss… I still can taste the alcohol in your mouth; in mine. Your hot and wet tongue. Your beard on my skin…"
He swallowed as he listened to her. He did have those memories still vivid in his mind. He could still remember how warm and soft she felt on him. Her wetness. Her passion quickly turning him on. She was the most beautiful woman in town and there she was completely willing to be his. No matter how hard he had tried to fight the physical attraction she ignited in him… but he also had heard the rumors. The seductress she could be. That night he didn't care. He listened to his basic instinct to copulate with the best female in town… she did was the best fuck he ever had… she still keeps that title even over two years since the fatidic night – damn it!
"We made love all night long… you praised me several times. There was a passion in your eyes I had never seen in any other men before… I gave you all I had! That was a chance I could not miss, so I did my best. I gave you my all… you were even my first in another way… I gave you and did everything! Everything you asked, everything I wanted!
You told me you wanted more and that we were going to repeat it several other times. That was music to my in love ears! To my stupid heart! For the first time I had made love and it was the best night I have ever had! The following morning you cherished me, so I was sure that your passion was not due to the booze and we made love again. In a cheap motel near the alley, you kissed me. You took the initiative; you knew my feelings for you. You proved me you were the one I always dreamed of! So I took the initiative to talk to my father to give us permission to get married because in my head, your words were like promises and I wanted to keep that. I did want us to repeat, to love each other without the others talking shit about us! They called me a whore, but I only wished to be Your whore in bed and the Lady in society… just as it is in the hypocrite system… so stupid and silly of me! My father told me a loud no and then when I searched for your comforting arms, you told me to forget it all! And called my love a mistake! So why you said it? Why did you lead me on? Why did you treat me coldly afterwards but not so rarely I caught you staring me, desiring me? Why did you act like a douche with me?"
He looked away biting his lips. Fear perhaps? He didn't have the answer. He still questioned his feelings for her even nowadays. He was sure he loved Angely. But Katarina was Katarina. That was all he had of an answer.
"It wasn't my intention to hurt you… I'm sorry…"
"Let's try again! I am absolute sure we can work this time!"
"I can't…"
Out of the blue, Katarina leaned on him and kissed his lips. He struggled, initially. But in the last seconds, he kissed her back before turning his face away
"Why not? I can still see doubt in your eyes… you just proved me now!"
"I'm sorry but I can't" he said walking away
"Why not?" she followed him and grabbed his arm turning him to her
"Because I love another woman"
"The plebeian?!" she spoke bitterly
Christopher inhaled not losing his temper, "Yes, the 'plebeian'…"
"What does she have that I do not?" she asked fighting her tears
"Is it possible to explain love? All I know is that I'm married to her" he replied with a single tone and walked away
"Married…" her voice failed and a deep pain cored through her body as she watched the man walking distantly brokenhearted
A blond and blue-eyed man was locking the door of his study when he heard hurriedly footsteps walking the corridor of the building.
"Vladimir"
"Katarina"
"Thank God you are still here!"
"My shift is over"
"I do not want you shift… at least not that shift you are referring…" she spoke looking him up and down as if analyzing him
"What are you talking about?"
"May we get in for some privacy?" she spoke with a naughty gaze
"My wife is waiting at home. If you want to talk, come by tomorrow" he spoke politely as he passed by her
She grabbed him by the arm, "I cannot wait for tomorrow!"
"What do you want Katarina? Just say it"
"Please, in the study. I need privacy to give you something"
"Just give me…"
She inhaled catching her patience, "In the study…please" she spoke with a seductive smile, "It is something you always wished for…"
Defeated, the man obeyed to her request. He still was the personal doctor of the O'Gregon's, fearing Katarina could make something up and play as a victim to her father that could damage his work, he unlocked the door and the two stepping in together.
"But quick in whatever you need. I really need to go home for my family"
"You have children, right?"
"Yes I do. Three boys. Why?"
"So you make children without a problem…"
"Yes and why do you ask?"
She smiled in a naughty way as she started loosen her dress, "Because you can gave me what I need and you will have what you always wanted!" she threw the charts and papers on his desk on the ground, "Just do your thing!" she removed her dress and sat on the corner of the desk spreading her legs
Vladimir could not believe his eyes. Katarina O'Gregon fully naked on his desk, inviting him in. that could not be real! Not even in his most secretive dreams, she had ever being so easy on him. She teased him by playing herself. His body immediately responded and even hurt inside his pants.
"What the…"
"Do not think, just do it! And do it quickly, like you said…"
He gasped, "Straight to the point like that? No romance or caresses?" he spoke releasing his pants and stepping between her legs
She laughed, "She will caress you" she spoke leaning down her pelvis and letting him in.
The blond man moaned with the sudden warm and tight friction. He could not believe it was real. He was feeling the woman of his dreams!
"Oh and please… release it inside!" she spoke locking him between her legs firmly feeling his pelvis against hers deeply. Torturing him with her spasms and moans. Vladimir had just proved her he wasn't not that much of a waste of sex appeal. He was good in his thing, "Ah and another very important detail, enjoy it as much as you can. This will not last forever! That will only last until your seed bloom in me…"
Those intimate meetings became a daily routine for them.
Christopher Reed was made Vice-Admiral and began to apply himself to naval matters but was soon promoted to the House of Lords when he became Viscount Lisle. Being now a peer, Reed became Lord Admiral and a Knight of the Garter in the late 17th's.
It was Christopher's 23rd birthday. He did like the date very much. Actually, the only time he did enjoy his birthday was when he turned 22 and Angelique had prepared him a surprise. Three months had passed since he had last seen Angelique. He sent a messenger to look for her in their cottage, but the news came negative. No traces of her. He thought she had returned to her father's home due to her sickness, so he waited for her everyday he spent in the court as he was practically forbidden to leave the castle with his new position in the court due to his warning that saved the kingdom in the battle before his "death". By now, he had ceased the farce of his memory loss.
In the morning, he was sitting on the corner of the fountain in the garden of the labyrinth in the castle, wondering in his thoughts as he heard the sounds of the water and the birds chirping. Something that brought him nostalgia back to the days in the Lake Manor.
He didn't notice someone was behind him and only felt delicate hands covering his eyes from behind. For a brief moment, his heart filled with hope and he smiled, "Angie…"
"Good morning milord!" the brunette woman spoke cheerfully
"Ah, Kat…Good morning" he spoke in disappointment
"Were you expecting someone else?" she asked lifting one eyebrow
"No, I expected you to stop doing this. You know I can't stand such plays!"
"Ouch, so bitter! I was just trying to amuse you…"
"Thank you, but I don't need it"
"No need to be so rude on me!" she spoke feeling offended
He inhaled and let out a long sigh, "Sorry… what do you want?"
She smiled largely, "I wanted to congratulate you for your birthday and to give you this…" she said handing him a small box
"Thank you, but what's that?"
"Open it!"
He let out a sigh and open it, taking a pocket watch, "A watch… thank you."
"It is not any watch! It is gold made with diamonds and your family crest printed on it!"
"You didn't have to…"
"I wanted to! You deserve it and more!"
"Thank you Kat…" he smiled faintly, "Will you excuse me, I have to check on the king and see if he needs anything…"
"Alright…" she replied a bit saddened, "I will go with you. You know I hate staying alone…"
"Yeah, but I said I'm going to see the king…"
"Yes I heard it! I meant I will join you until the castle and then I will head to my chamber"
"Alright…if you insist…" he spoke letting out a heavy sign
Katarina was a determined woman. Since he returned to the castle, she always made sure to not lose track of him. Although she didn't do much of intimate advances since the day at the flower camp. Finally, she seemed to respect him, as she knew he had feelings for Angelique.
Katarina was waiting outside Vladimir's study as he finished attending his last patient of the day.
He smiled when he opened the door and spotted her. He was used to what her presence meant, although it had a couple of weeks since she had visited him. He invited her in, locking the door. Soon after, he started loosen his pants.
"What do you think you are doing?" she questioned him making a face
"About to give you my seed…"
She frowned, "Put it on. That is not the reason why I am here"
"No?" he spoke in frustration
"No!"
"You don't need my seed anymore?"
"I still do not know, but I do need 'that thing' I had commented with you"
"The day has arrived?"
"Yes, the day has arrived!"
He let out a sigh and walked to the cabinet to get a small bottle to hand the brunette woman, "Here. Be careful to not exaggerate in the dosage, it's aphrodisiac but it can happen the opposite of what you expect"
She smiled, "Thank you! Aphrodisiac, I love that word!" she said giving her hand and grabbing the air as Vladimir pulled his hand back and smiled mischievously, "What now?"
"It's been a while and I'm full of seeds to give you…" he put his pants down
Katarina forced a smile. She was already tired of him and she still had hope that she still could get Christopher's seed.
She had studied the law in detail. She had also visited the Stafford's to guarantee their silence on her rival's true whereabouts. A task that wasn't difficult as she could count with the father's disgust. She knew there was still chance to annul Christopher's supposed marriage and she was counting on that.
Castle of Bohma, Evening
Christopher could not believe his friends had prepared a surprise birthday for him, which ended up being a good thing. That day, more than never, his thoughts were on Angelique. He still felt the ache of not having any response from her in so long time. The messengers failed giving him an answer and he had been busy enough serving the king to search for her on his own. Although he knew he couldn't do anything that time of the day, so he just enjoyed the party with his friends at the court. Even the royal family participated of the celebration as they had a strong friendship of years.
In the other hand, Katarina prepared herself for the great night. She wore her best seductive red gown, her best perfume and makeup. She kept the bottle very well hidden between her breasts and as she always managed, she stole everyone's attention with her radiant way to be. The true seductress. She sang, she danced, she played games. She made sure to entertain everyone, but more importantly, to entertain Christopher always serving him alcohol.
Hours passed, everyone seemed to be having a good time with all the booze, music and food. Christopher started demonstrating some expected sighs of the effect of the solution Katarina had used in some of his drinks.
"It's so hot here!" he commented loosen his shirt as he was standing in the balcony enjoying some fresh air
"Yes it is!" she agreed with a delighted smile, "I wish I could loosen my gown too…" she spoke leaning down her cleavage a bit more without shame as there was only the two of them
He laughed noticing her suggestive sign, "You really don't change, do you?"
"What?" she played the innocent
He only smiled, "I'm going to sleep. Good night and have fun!" he replied turning away. The signs of drunkenness were also evident as he walked losing his balance
"Are you sure you can find your chamber own your own or even climb the stairs?" she spoke grabbing hold of his arm
He didn't reject her help. The booze had him easier to approach. They walked through the great hall where all the guests had their fun. Christopher thanked for their time and wish them a goodnight before heading to his bedchamber. Grabbing hold of another glass of beer, he walked alongside the brunette.
His senses were out of his control. Maybe it was the booze, maybe it was his memories, maybe it was his need, maybe it was the lack of answer on Angelique. Maybe it was everything that combined made him allow Katarina's seduction.
She opened the door of his bedchamber.
"Thank you. I can take from here…" he spoke with a drunk voice
"I will help you undress. You cannot sleep with those heavy clothes"
She undressed him slowly and lovingly. At times, he seemed fearful or tentative. The flickering candlelight of the bedroom lit their bodies in images that would stay in their minds forever.
Taller than her, his eyes had a good view of her exposed cleavage. So tempting. His hands turned into those of an experienced lover and helped her undress.
She put her left hand on his clothed dick and squeezed it slightly. She smiled. With her hand still on his dick, she came closer to kiss him. She closed her eyes as their lips met. It was so sensual. He preferred to look at her sexy body exposing as the long fabric of her gown fell to the floor.
"My bladder is bursting. I need to use…"
She let go of his dick and nodded in agreement.
He did what he had to do. His cock was fully erect. They were both very horny. They had to do something about it. Katarina had to do something about it.
Christopher walked towards her who was lying in bed, naked, playing with herself. That was very sensual. He watched her as she tempted him with her own fingers. He walked over to her side of the bed and moved his cock in the direction of her face. She let out a hearty laugh. She knew exactly what he wanted her to do. She knew he wanted her to suck him, just like in their first time. She was awesome at it.
Slowly she put him inside her mouth and started sucking it. Deep down her throat. He loved the hot and tight sensation around him. As she sucked, he played with her nipples. It had a long while since he hadn't been sucked such way, such perv way. So long, that he ejaculated in her mouth uncontrollably and also rinsed outside her mouth. She swallowed and licked part of his sperm on her mouth, tasting his cum.
"Sorry… I couldn't hold this time…" he apologized sitting next to her
"It is alright. I know it happens…" she replied using the sheet to clean her mouth
He laid on his back with the frenzy of his orgasm.
Katarina remembered very well he was a resistant man and wouldn't take long to rise again. Taking advantage of his position, she sat on top of him and planted kisses on his body. Christopher closed his eyes enjoying the sensations. He knew Katarina expected him to reattribute the same favor she had done to him, although he was too tired to do anything right now. She understood and continued doing her thing.
She looked down; he was still flaccid. He was taking longer to rise again this time. That shouldn't be the case, right?
She left his lap and grabbed his dick again, working him. Christopher still lying and with his eyes closed. She put it back into her mouth, but no response. She looked up, Christopher still motionless. Without reaction. She stood up and poked him, called his name. Nothing. He was still breathing. Frustrated, she realized he was sleeping.
She let out an annoyed sigh. She wished he would wake up again soon. Frustration took the all of her. Christopher slept directly until the next morning.
The next morning when Christopher woke, dizzy and with migraine, his eyes widened when he noticed the woman sleeping between his arm and chest. Naked. Both naked. Remorse took over him as he realized what had happened.
"Oh damn Angely… I'm sorry… I'm so sorry… For a while I thought it was you…For a while it just felt like you…"
Convent of Bohma
Angelique woke up with sickness once again which got the nuns' attention. The young redhead girl nearly ate and even lost some weight, although her belly seemed bigger as the weeks passed.
Remembering how the redhead had arrived in the convent, the head nun started to understand what had really happened for the young girl to be banned from her family.
"Call a midwife!" she ordered
A couple of days later, the midwife confirmed the nun's suspicions.
"Pregnant…" Angelique could not believe it. She still hadn't had time to process the news when the head nun called her to her study chamber.
"Angely, I will not prolong much this conversation. With the confirmation of your pregnancy, I might inform you that a future nun and member of this convent… You will not be allowed to keep your child…"
"What?"
"Nuns cannot be mothers! As we stand for the life of the creatures, you will have permission to bore the child but immediately after the birth, the child will be taken for adoption. No outsider has permission to know the sins of a nun."
"What? No! I will not give my child!"
"This is not your child. It's a fruit of sin!"
"It's a fruit of love!"
"Really, so where's the father of the child?"
"He's in the court! He's waiting for me there!"
"Nuns are not allowed to live the convent…"
"This is prison! This is wrong! I am a married woman. My child is a fruit of love and my husband is waiting for me!"
"You want to leave, you can leave. But you cannot return. Once a sinner, always a sinner"
"I'd rather be a sinner than to give my child away!"
Castle of Bohma
Katarina was in her bedchamber doing the math repeatedly. She had a satisfied smile, although a mix of feelings. For weeks had passed since she had slept with Christopher, but the math could not fool her. Her cycle was delayed. She needed to put her plan in action before anyone else would notice it. Reconciled with her family, she counted on their support, but more importantly, she needed an extra support to guarantee the success of her plan.
Once again, Katarina O'Gregon had caused another scandal by announcing her pregnancy by Christopher. With her influent friend, Katarina obtained the suggestion of the king to marry her. Once again, the apparent same story.
"Katarina, you'd better get married this time. We are a chess game you can play whatever you want." The king warned her
"I never had any intentions to play with your highness! But it is of everyone's knowledge my feelings for Christopher for so many years!"
"Yes indeed"
"And I had accepted to start a new life with Pierce because I believed Christopher was dead, which is not the case. That would be wrong to continue with a marriage when my heart and fidelity belonged to Christopher, do not you agree?"
"I do agree, but what about Christopher? Does he share the same feelings for you?"
"Of course he does! He bedded me and now I am carrying his child! Does not it prove his feelings for me?"
Christopher listened to the debate in silence. Disappointed with himself. Angry at himself. All the talk only got him feeling worse about himself. About the whole thing. However, words were stuck in his throat, suffocating him.
Why did he always ended up disappointed people? Especially the ones who cared about him?
Months had passed and there was no news of Angelique. Looking for her forgiveness, he went to her family's manor only to find out that she was still recovering from her illness somewhere else that they refused to tell him, after all, he was the cause of her illness. So was he told.
He watched Katarina debating with the king, fighting for her rights. For her child's rights. Their child. His child. That was a painful fact to him. He surely would give all the support to their child, but the rules of the time and their position in the society demanded from them an example to given. Marriage was the only solution to clear their lust situation. Marriage. A word that hurt into his core.
Even more annoyed with all the debate, Christopher stood up from his seat.
"Your Highness, with all the respect, I need the word here"
"Permission granted"
"I understand the whole morale involving Katarina and me… and our child. I give you my word that nothing will be missed for them, however I must say that marriage between us is impossible"
"Why is it impossible?" the older man asked
"Because I'm already married!"
"What?" the man spoke in shock
Katarina held her breath with the loud statement. A cold water to her plans. She looked down biting her lips as she used all her effort to keep her composure and not have an outburst.
"Angelique Reed Stafford is my wife's name. We married in the Peasants' Province before a legal judge of justice"
Katarina listened to their voices at distance as a profound wave of anger surrounded her. in an impulse she left the men without giving explanations. Immediately she rushed to the Lake Province.
Staffords' Manor
"Where is the bitch?!" Katarina shouted angrily at Amelia Stafford
"She doesn't live here anymore"
"Where is she?"
"She's incommunicable"
"Why?"
"She was banned from the family after we found her at the Peasants' Province"
"Where did you take her?"
"To a convent in a distant location"
"I want you to get rid of her!"
"But how?"
"Go to the fucking convent and kill her, damn it! Do I have to think of everything alone?!" Katarina yelled
"I cannot do that!"
"Why not? What do you want in exchange?"
"I can be recognized…"
"Send another person, you idiot! People do visit churches, convents and all that places! It is not hard to find someone to play the insider to do the job!"
Amelia remained in silence thoughtful
"I do not care how you do it, all I need is the bitch dead! No one from the family is going to miss the bitch, right? She is not important anymore but she still is in my way!"
"I'll provide that, milady!"
"Good. You do it! When the job is done we talk about compensations… and in the meantime, do not open your damn mouth! Do not ever mention my name! If you or anyone ever tell about my visit here, I will make sure to make you all pay for that and cry rivers of blood!" the brunette spoke bitterly, with a cynic smile and then entered the carriage and returned to her family's home.
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