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Hank felt at peace when he woke in the morning. Dungeon Master's words sunk in and he was grateful that he finally knew the truth of why they were here. He wasn't pleased that they were lied to for so long and voiced his opinion that he knew the rest of his friends agreed with.

Time felt different now, the urgency to hurry was no longer there as they held a purpose. They spent five days in a city learning and gathering information and planning for their trip to Hoddakan. It didn't take long to hear word that Venger was building up forces to prevent them from entering the grand castle to access the library.

The inn they stayed in was not going to be safe for much longer as Venger's hand reached out to the small town and cities that he was looking for four youths with powerful weapons. The innkeeper a man in his middle ages protected them as much as he could.

"Listen children, I am a simple innkeeper and cannot help against the powers of the likes of Venger. He may not be well known in these parts but his name is as its legend. I hear that he's sent his Orcs out to many town and cities. I would not stay one more night here."

Dianna nodded. "Thank you we don't want to put you into danger and we'll be off once we have a meal. Castle Hoddakan will be a challenge to get to."

"Aye, it will be indeed. After today do not mention that castle's name. If you do it will be a curse as other's fear what you are doing."

Hank understood and everyone left the inn as soon as they had their fill of food.

They travelled for about half the day before they came to a part of the road that was not far from the forest. If they cut through it they could save themselves four days of travel. It was risky as everyone in the group knew that forests held their own breed of danger that they were not so sure they wanted to risk encountering.

Eric was still very quiet but looked at the forest then huffed kicking some dirt in its direction. "I think we should stay to the road."

Hank spoke up. "Orcs are on the roads as well as Venger's many servants. We will be easily spotted."

"Oh, yeah so bugs, monsters and Venger's magical minions are so much better." Eric wasn't budging on this matter. His famous stubborn look was in his eyes and he was not going down without a fight this time.

"The longer we take the greater the chance that Venger will find us." Dianna jumped in. Presto was in agreement while Bobby remained silent leaning on his club and waited for a consensus to be met.

The arguing went on for a while until a decision was met. "Forget it you guys, I am not going into the forest. You idiots are crazy." Eric turned to leave.

"What's the matter Eric? Why does the forest bother you so much?" Presto usually didn't taunt Eric so was the closest to him out of the group besides Sheila.

Eric turned away not wanting to speak about it. He did his best to forget what he saw after being struck. "I just know there is something in there. Since I was struck by the Orc I had dreams and could sense dark forces. Trust me when I say we must NOT enter that forest; another one but not this one."

"I'll go with you Eric, the rest of you go through the forest. We'll meet at Hoddakan in a week's time." Presto stood beside Eric.

Hank reluctantly allowed it and the group was split up. Eric held a sad look on his face and looked back almost ready to join them. Presto urged him back to the road and they continued their journey. "They'll be fine."

"I hope so." Eric wanted to boast but he didn't have it in him to do so. Fear clouded his mind and guilt that he didn't do more to persuade them to follow him.

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Venger was pleased with his claiming of Sheila even if Glenna interfered. Glenna robbed him of the ability to control Sheila's power but that was only a trifling matter he could easily work around. Shadow Demon glided towards Venger with news.

"Master I have seen the children separate. The Cavalier and the Magician took the road to Hoddakan while the rest set towards the forest of Ire. Should I have Orcs follow and capture them?"

The news was good. Separation is never a good thing in the Realm. "Leave the others to the forest. Let my creatures take care of them. As for the Cavalier and Magician I will handle them myself. Keep watch over the rest in the forest."

Shadow Demon bowed low and left. Venger wanted to speak to Sheila before he left to see the effect of his night with her had on her. A gentle bond was made between them and in time he will teach her to want to strengthen it.

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Sheila woke early in pain, a great deal of pain but would not allow Venger to see how much damage he had caused. Glenna was up early and helped prepare her for the day.

"My young Lady you are a credit to your world. Let me help you dress."

As much as she wanted to protest she knew that she had to get dressed as soon as possible. For some reason she knew that he would come for her soon. A notion to wear the black silk gown with gold jewels entered her mind. Somehow she knew it would be pleasing to Venger.

"I want the dark green and gold dress with the gold head dress." It was elegant as were all her clothes but it would be the one he would least enjoy on her.

Glenna knew what she was doing. "You know he would prefer for you to wear black. I saw you look at it first."

"That's why I chose the green dress. I'll wear what he wants only when ordered to."

Despite the outcome that will follow Glenna smiled at the courage the young woman had and dressed her in the desired gown. "You look beautiful my dear."

The doors opened and Venger entered and gracefully walked towards Sheila. She had never realized how graceful Venger actually was given his size. "I will speak with you later Glenna, now leave."

Glenna bowed slightly and left the room quickly. The doors closed behind her.

Venger looked at the gown Sheila was wearing and pondered whether Sheila ignored the bond or she didn't detect it. "I preferred if you wore something different."

"Are these not acceptable to your eyes, my Lord?"

"Only just, it will be removed from your wardrobe." He lifted her chin to that her eyes met his gaze.

"Is it the color that you dislike I am sure you could change the color to your suiting." Sheila never turned her eyes away from Venger though her heart pounded in fear.

He smiled and waved a hand and she stood naked wearing only the necklace that would always remain next to her skin. "Listen to my thoughts and go to the wardrobe and find what you know I'll find suiting. If you fail I'll punish you until you chose correct."

Sheila looked up in fear. He would know that she ignored what he wanted the first time and would be punished for it. Now if she chose wrong she would be punished for that. Her mind hummed in fear. Before turning she had to remember to always speak with respect. "As you wish, Master." It was the most humiliating of terms to use but it would please him and may in the end turn his mind to use a less harsh method of punishment.

She looked at the many fine dresses available to her and she knew with all of her heart what outfit he wanted her to wear and set of jewels. He must not learn she is aware of the connection they now have. Instinctively she knew it had to be hidden from him for a while at least.

Her hands went to something black but not the satin one. She reached up and took out the silk dress with the high neckline with a collar that swept up the back of her neck in a wave. Very medieval and dark. Something a witch would wear back… She had a thought of something but she couldn't remember. Her mind went back to the task at hand and walked out dressed in the wrong garment.

"Is this pleasing to your eyes Master?"

Venger waved a hand and the garment was removed and was placed back in the wardrobe as if never touched. "Grab the bedpost and hold it firmly."

She lowered her eyes. "Yes, Master." Sheila grabbed the thick bedpost and for the first time noticed that small animal and lizard faces were carved into the wood.

"Wrap your legs around the bedpost, tight."

Sheila obeyed wondering what her punishment would entail.

"No matter what happens you must not let go or loosen your hold."

"Yes, Master." She wrapped her legs around it holding the post tight to her smooth unblemished skin of her inner thighs.

As soon as she said the last word she felt movement on the post. The faces moved and were biting her. Not hard but hard enough to sting. Her arms and legs were the first to be attacked. Soon the bites intensified and were drawing blood. His warning to not let go was in her head and she remained firm.

'Remember the pain last night. This is not worse than that.' She kept telling herself over and over again.

Soon the biting moved to her stomach and she held on tears running down her face. Fear gripped her as the little animal mouths and wooden teeth attacked her breasts and the soft skin between her legs. Her nipples and folds were attacked in earnest and despite the pain it was starting to feel a little good.

She pressed herself into the post hoping the small little bites will satiate the building pressure rising in her. For the first time she found that the pain intensified the pleasure she was feeling.

Looking down she saw that the bed cover held spots of her blood. She was almost so close and she gritted her teeth and moaned.

'Almost there.'

It all ended instantly. The bed post returned to normal and her skin was no longer bleeding but there was a throbbing of want between her legs.

"Get up and chose again." Venger looked at her with a smile on his face knowing she had enjoyed the experience.

Sheila felt the throbbing and found that she liked it and wondered what else he would do to punish her. This time her hands went to another black dress; covered in a beautiful intricate design of tiny rubies. The black material was made of satin and was low cut enough to show the necklace off around her neck.

She came to him and this time knelt on the grown before Venger, keeping her eyes low. "I know you want the other black satin dress but I felt this dress is what I understand of you Master."

"Explain."

"Black satin, very much like your voice and how you intertwine your power around others that serve you. The rubies are your slaves, encased in a pattern of your design. I am one of those rubies now." Sheila kept her eyes to the ground and waited for her punishment to commence.

Venger was actually pleased with her insight. She fought against him in a most unexpected way and he would allow her to win. "Then you have permission to wear this dress today. Tomorrow you will wear what I desire you to wear is that understood? You have still to face a punishment for not wearing the dress I desire."

"Yes, Master."

"You will remain here until I call for you. Do not pleasure yourself while I am gone." Without another word he left the room.

As soon as the doors left Sheila wondered what punishment will befall her and she needn't wait long before the throbbing increased and she fell to the floor unable to stand. The pressure was almost unbearable and it took all of her energy not to reach down to find release.

Tears fell to the floor with a vengeance and for the first time ever she wished for Venger to return.

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Eric and Presto were keeping a good pace and have learned how to watch out for travelers on the road, even those miles ahead. Venger watched them from a distance when he heard soft footsteps approach.

"Have you come to enjoy the sweet grass of the fields my son?"

Venger paid his father little attention as he watched the two children walk along the road unaware of the danger that is so close to them.

"You are not to interfere." Venger scoffed in annoyance.

"I understand that. I am saddened that I never taught you that early enough. Do be careful of them for they do not have the Realm in them. Direct magic will have serious consequences as you will learn."

Venger narrowed his eyes. "You speak of my newly acquired slave?"

"If she draws power of the Realm, she will become part of it. They were brought here to create balance."

He wanted to blast the short aged man but knew it would do little good. "She is mine and I will control that power. The light in the Realm will dim and everyone will call me Master." His wings spread out.

Dungeon Master only smiled at those words. "I once thought that of the side of light and in the end took away the freedoms of so many and handed them to the dark. Just one light is all that is needed to make the dark go away."

Venger never bothered to look down for he knew that Dungeon Master was already gone. "Fool." He brought his thoughts to the Cavalier and the Magician and thought it wise now to engage them. They were used to him changing his form to lure them into a trap so any 'stranger' they meet would be met with some skepticism.

Perhaps a direct approach would do the trick.

Venger simply appeared on the road before them. Dungeon Master wasn't the only one that could do that trick.

Eric screamed, tripped and fell backwards. "Presto, look out Venger!" Eric pulled out his shield to block anything Venger may throw at him.

Presto lifted Eric from the ground and stood behind Eric. There was nothing inside that hat that would be of any use against Venger.

Venger placed a ring of purple fire around them. "I would not attempt to pass the ring with your weapons. Drop them and you can pass through the fire unharmed."

Though he was filled with fear Eric wondered why someone so large and strong simply didn't take the weapons with his own hands. Every time they had their weapons taken from them it was by someone else but him.

"Why can't you take them yourself? Why do you need to have them handed to you?" Eric yelped as the fire got bigger around them. Presto pressed in closer to Eric trying to avoid the flames. It was times like this he really wished was wasn't wearing robes.

"Has Dungeon Master taught you anything?" Venger wondered how much they were told. "It surprises me how little you were told of the Realm."

Presto stood out and spoke. "We were brought here to bring balance. Dungeon Master made a mistake and now we are her to balance things." He truly felt like a child now. He was never good at speaking his mind clearly.

"I have a proposition for you two."

"Not interested." Eric said with more courage than he had.

"Do not interrupt me!" The fires flared around them then lowered when he calmed down. "I will send one of you to Hoddakan to research all that you need while the other remains my prisoner. As soon as the person chosen leaves Hoddakan then the prisoner is set free but once they leave Hoddakan they can never return again." Venger swept the fires away with a wave of his hand.

Eric pondered this for a moment and truly wanted to trust the bargain placed before Presto and he. He looked at Presto and he simply shook his head letting him know he would follow Eric's lead on this one. "How do you benefit from this? You never do anything unless you gain something in the end."

"How uncharacteristically insightful you have become Cavalier. While one of you is my prisoner I will have use of the power of your weapon. It would make a fine, though temporary addition, to my newly acquired cape."

Eric was almost ready to strike but he thought of something. "I want to see Sheila. I'll go as your prisoner on the condition that you will let me see Sheila, speak with her freely."

"Eric, no you can't trust him! No way!" Presto protested, yelling, his voice cracking in the process.

Venger smiled knowing the Cavalier had made up his mind. "I agree to your terms. Magician, make use of your time at Hoddakan. I am sure you don't want the Cavalier to suffer for too long."

Without warning they were enveloped in a ball of light. Presto found himself just outside the walls of an impressive castle. A smallish woman walked up to him. "You must be one of the children. We have been expecting you." She looked around. "Where are the others?"

"It's a long story."

She looked confused but shook her head. "Come in and talk. There is so much work to be done."

Presto didn't argue and followed the woman inside the castle.

Eric found himself in a large hall of some sort with no shield. Venger was holding it proudly. "You will wait here and not leave this hall for any reason until I return." Venger left the hall afterwards without another word.

'That was out of character for old horn head.'

Ten minutes passed and he noticed images in a tall mirror next to Venger's throne. He looked at it and couldn't believe what he was seeing. There was nothing he could do but watch and his heart sank as tears fell to the floor.

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