Eclipsian Dynasty Pt. 01

Prince and his Mother queen try to stop the end of the world.

CHAPTER 1. PRINCE CEDRIC

"Come on, sweetheart, keep pushing." King Arik held his wife's hand in a dimly lit room filled with healers.

"Ughhhh... Something's not right, my love." Queen Seraphina, with her sweaty chestnut hair sticking to her face, did her best to welcome their firstborn into the world, spreading her legs.

"I need your help, Eclipsian Gods. Please help us! Somebody, open the window!" ordered the King. One of the guards quickly opened it, allowing sunlight to stream in, landing directly on the Queen.

"Don't worry, my dear. Everything will be okay," assured the King. Seraphina let out another scream, the pain too much to bear.

"She's lost a lot of blood!" exclaimed one of the healers. "We're losing her, Your Majesty."

Arik, filled with despair, laid his head on her hand and closed his eyes. "My love."

Just then, the sunlight began to fade. A shadow fell across the bed as the moon covered the sun, casting a thick blue-gray light that illuminated the room.

"I can see the head!" exclaimed one of the healers.

Seraphina let out another scream, and within moments, the room was filled with the sound of a loud baby cry. A soft blue-gray light bathed the newborn.

"Your Majesty," said a healer, presenting the baby to the King.

"It's a boy," announced Arik. "Seraphina, it's a boy."

"I'm so happy, Arik," Seraphina said wearily. "Show him to the gods of Eclipse."

Arik stood by the window, letting the moonlight illuminate baby's face.

"Your name is Cedric. 18^th Descendant. You have a great future ahead, my son. An unpredictable one," Arik said with a smirk, "full of danger and twists of fate. I know it."

He turned to Seraphina, locking eyes with his wife. "He's perfect, my love."

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18 YEARS LATER.

"Did you hear from the Solarion messenger?" Seraphina asked as she sliced a piece of meat, guiding it into her mouth. Her dress had an open neckline, revealing breasts.

"No, my love. Not yet," replied Arik. His beard was as gray as his temples. "I have an important meeting with our astrologer today. Sweetheart, could you do Dynasty Guide for Cedric instead of me? He already turned 18; it's high time."

"Cedric?" Seraphina turned her attention to the boy who was absentmindedly picking his nose, his brown hair falling into his food. "Cedric!"

The boy woke up, raising his head. "Yes, Mum?"

"Cedric spent all last night spying on the maids again," his sister with black hair smirked, sitting next to him.

"Elowen! You were supposed to be quiet!" Cedric clenched his fork tightly.

"Or what? Why should I? Are you going to complain to Mum like usual? Mama's boy."

"Elowen!" Seraphina gave her an angry look. "Watch your tongue. Arik?"

The king smirked slightly, a rare expression for him lately. He had been frowning and brooding as if something was bothering him.

"What can I say? Cedric has the love of women, just like me." He playfully nibbled on Seraphina's back and reached up to kiss her. Their lips met in a sweet, loving kiss.

"Gross," Elowen said, looking away.

Cedric also turned away a little but was still kind of curious. He didn't mind watching.

Finally, Arik pulled back from the kiss. Seraphina fixed her dress and hair before standing up.

"Let's go, Cedric."

The boy sighed and followed his mother after passing the king's chair.

"Good luck, mama's boy," teased his sister.

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"Why do I need to know about the Eclipsian Sovereigns? I know everything I need to know. We rule part of the continent; the other part is ruled by Solarion. Our symbol is a stylized eclipse with the moon and sun intertwined, representing the harmonious balance of power of the Eclipsian Rulers. Everything else is just as fascinating to me as...as....just as Mum's ass!"

He followed her from behind and looked at her ass. Two parts of the firm butt moved under her royal dress.

"Gross," Cedric thought, but he didn't look away. Kind of inappropriate, but he had to admit it: "Mum's ass is really nice."

Seraphina stopped suddenly and Cedric was startled. "I hope I didn't say that out loud. Mum's right; I rarely watch my tongue."

She turned and hugged him with a smile, pulling him to her chest. "Come on. Why does your sister call you that?"

"What?" He felt his head against her boobs.

"Mama's boy. Is it bad that we're close, and I love you? My one and only son." She gently rubbed the top of his head with her fingernails.

"Maybe she's just jealous. She's always saying nasty things. But you love me more, right?" He looked up at her, and Seraphina laughed softly, covering her mouth with her hand.

"You're so sweet, dear." She let go of him and walked on.

"What does that mean? I'm your favorite, right? Right?" He tried to keep up with her, and they finally ended up at the Planetarium -- a huge room in the royal castle with painted walls and a big moon at the very top.

"I can't remember the last time I was here."

"How much do you know about own dynasty, Cedric?" Seraphina walked around him, examining the drawings on the wall.

"Well... just the basics."

"The dynasty started when the first ruler, King Alaric the Starborne, saw a rare celestial event during his coronation. During this event, the moon briefly eclipsed the sun, casting an otherworldly glow on the land. Alaric saw it as a sign of divine favor, and from that moment, the Eclipsian Sovereigns believed they were meant for greatness.

Each ruler of the dynasty is said to have a unique ability linked to eclipses. For example, Alaric use the energy of a solar eclipse to enhance his sword skills, while his son Celrock could control tides during a lunar eclipse."

"That's not true. And Dad might be able to shoot lightning from his fingers, right?" Cedric looked up at the moon covering the sun. It made his head spin a bit. When he lowered his gaze, his mother stood right in front of him, looking angry.

"Do you think this is a joke? Eclipse's powers helped you be born, Cedric. At your birth, their powers assisted and helped me to let you into this world."

"I'm not sure I want to hear about that, Mum."

"As the heir to the throne, you have to hear about that!" The door suddenly opened, and a guard entered.

"Your Majesty, the King has called for an urgent council. He wants both of you there."

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COSMIC ECLIPSE

"There's no need to worry," Arik assured from the large round table.

"But what if we should?" a well-dressed council member stood. "Are you certain your astrologer got it right? Is the 'Cosmic Eclipse' going to happen?"

"I'm more than sure. It's not just my astrologer; all Eclipsian Centers' astrologers agree. A rare convergence of solar and lunar eclipses, unseen for centuries, is set to occur in six months. 'Cosmic Eclipse' is real," Arik explained.

Cedric, sitting quietly next to his mother, was half-listening, not very interested. He gazed at his mum, noticing her tall figure, lovely face, collarbones, and the freckles on her neck and neckline.

"Who's that?" Cedrick pointed to the councilman.

"That's Don Aquinas, representing the south of the Eclipsian Lands," his mother murmured, leaning closer.

Meanwhile, the King continued, "The Cosmic Eclipse is a gift from the gods to the Eclipsian Sovereigns. It will only strengthen the power and strength of the Eclipsian..."

"Have you forgotten the prophecy? Cosmic Eclipse brings not only gifts but also destruction and chaos!" shouted another council member, wearing the Lion emblem on his cloth. He was huge, tall, and wide, with a thick beard. "This Eclipse means death for all living things!"

Gasps filled the great hall.

"Is it true, Mother?" Cedric asked in surprise.

She remained silent, folded her legs one on top of the other, and sighed deeply. He watched as her beautiful tanned neck muscles tensed.

"The last Cosmic Eclipse happened many centuries ago. Prophecy can be wrong!" Arik said.

"But what if it isn't? We can't take that risk. What does the prophecy say? Let the 18th descendant of Staborne go to prevent the Eclipse."

Suddenly, everyone turned to look at Cedric.

"What?" Cedric asked, all eyes in the council room were fixed on him alone, sending goosebumps down his spine. Seraphina squeezed his hand, it was soft.

"My son is not ready," Arik said loudly.

"It doesn't matter," Don insisted. "He is the descendant and must go to the Archi-Library to find the answer. That's what the prophecy says."

There was chaos in the hall, with everyone shouting and talking loudly. Suddenly, the king slammed the table.

"Enough! Have you forgotten we're at war with Solarion? It has been lasting for centuries. King Malachin wants to demolish us, our people, and occupy our lands. Is that what you desire? We have an opportunity to stand up and defeat them once and for all, but you are trying to dismiss this chance that the Gods have sent us. The Cosmic Eclipse will make us invincible. It'll give the kingdom the strength we need!"

Cedric felt a sense of relief.

"This is madness, my king," the man with the Lion emblem objected. "The price for our mistake will be too high!"

"I think the king is right," another Council member chimed in. "We must put an end to Solarion! We'll wait for the Eclipse!"

The hall erupted in cheers, supporting the king's decision. However, a few council members, including the man with the Lion emblem, remained silent, their eyes filled with despair.

"Let's go, sweetheart," Seraphina said, taking his hand. He was eager to leave.

"Yes, Mum." They walked out of the noisy hall, and only then did Cedric cautiously asked, "What did they mean about the 18^th descendant? What do they expect me to do?"

"According to the prophecy, the 18^th and 19^th Starborne's descendants have to prove Eclipsian Sovereigns' right to the throne. Then, according to the prophecy, the 20^th descendant—" She looked at him silently. "Well, maybe you'll find out about the 20^th descendant later, dear. Council thought that since you are the 18^th descendant then you should go and save the kingdom and hence prove Sovereigns right to the throne."

"They think I can somehow prevent the apocalypse? I'm only 18. How am I supposed to stop the Eclipse?"

"Shh, honey." She wrapped her arms around him, giving him a reassuring kiss on the cheek. "It's going to be okay. You heard your father. The Eclipse will give us strength."

"But what if it's not, Mum?"

"Trust your father."

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"Hey, I heard you almost cried at the council when everyone was looking at you, brother," Elowen said tonight in the chambers, smiling widely.

"Shut up. You weren't there. And anyway, this is no time for jokes. There's a possible destruction of all living things in six months."

"Poor child. What are you talking about? Dad said in six months we'd be stronger than ever and finally defeat that stupid Malachin from Solarion."

"That's just one possible outcome. Is Mum in Dad's chambers?" Cedric walked toward the large doors.

"They're arguing about something again."

He walked silently to the royal chambers and listened, putting his ear to the door.

"After the argument, they'll probably make love, and the whole castle will hear it. Again. Mum enjoys emotionally draining Dad at first, and then draining his balls."

"Darn it. What are you talking about? God, Elowen. Just shut up please, I can't hear anything."

"Why? Am I wrong? Don't tell me you've never heard them do that." She fluttered her arms. When Elowen finally fell silent, he listened to the voices.

"How can you take such a big risk? The chance of all of us dying is too high to just do nothing," Seraphina's voice reached Cedric.

"There won't be an apocalypse, Serfy. I don't believe in that. Just don't argue with me. I am the king, and I know better. We will turn the Cosmic Eclipse day into a celebration—the start of a new Eclipsian era. Or do you really want to send Cedric to handle it?" countered the king's voice.

"Cedric is stronger than he looks. Don't underestimate him! He is your son. He's learned a lot over the years," defended Seraphina.

"He's been under your control his whole life. You think he's strong? You've raised a sheltered and timid child. Elowen's right, you ruined him with your overprotectiveness. What kind of hero is he, Serfy? He's pathetic."

Cedric felt his heart sink at those words. Elowen was eavesdropping too, their heads close together, noses barely touching. She smirked looking into Cedric's eyes.

"How dare you speak of your own son like that?" Seraphina shouted. "I married a noble and brave king, not a madman willing to risk everything for more power."

"Then get out. I don't want to see you."

"As you command, Your Majesty!" The voices fell silent.

"Yeah, well," Elowen said when it was over. "This time the quarrel is kind of strange. I don't think it's going to end in, for example, a third child being conceived."

"You make me sick, sister."

CHAPTER 2. QUEST

Cedric found it tough to sleep that night. Many things bothered him -- the Eclipse, his parents' argument, him being 18^th descendant. Morning arrived slowly, with the sun beginning to rise.

He heard something, a barely perceptible noise. Was someone beside him awake at this hour?

He quietly got up and looked out - the door to his mother's chambers was ajar. She must have spent the night in her own private room. He went to the door and looked in through the half-open door.

Cedric gasped.

His mother stood half-naked with her back to him. Her hair was pinned up, and the back of a light dress could barely hide her round firm butt. Her entire back was bare. A beautiful palm back adorned with dark birthmarks, freckles, and small scars. He could see half of her left breast.

Cedric's cheeks immediately blushed at the sight. His mother had a great body. "Damn it, that's Mum. I can't think of her like that."

She let her hair down, covered her back with brown curls, and started getting dressed.

"Where is she going?" When he noticed she was almost done, he hastily retreated to his room and lay down on a bed. Moments later, the door creaked open again. He lifted his head from the pillow and saw his mother in the dim light, now wearing a cloak and a hood.

"Get dressed quickly, honey. We're going out. All the questions later," she said mysteriously. Despite his confusion, Cedric complied as his mother helped him get ready. "Just be quiet."

They walked to the stables, avoiding any guards on their way through the castle corridors. Those who noticed them simply ignored the queen and prince, as if they had been asked to.

Elowen and the man from the council with the lion emblem awaited them with two horses; it was still sunrise.

"Finally, the sleepyhead is up," said Elowen and yawned.

"I wasn't asleep. And you are...?" Cedric glanced at the man.

"Elias Blunder, Your Highness. It is an honor to accompany you," declared Blunder as he extended his hand for a handshake.

Cedric accepted the handshake with a hint of uncertainty. "Accompany me to where?"

"I haven't informed him yet. There was no time," his mother said to Elias.

"We're going to stop the Eclipse and save the world!" Elowen added grudgingly.

"Yes, that's basically what it is," Blunder chimed in, rubbing his beard thoughtfully.

Cedric turned his attention to his mother. "What about Dad?"

"Your father is no longer thinking straight. Unfortunately, we will have to act in secret from him."

"Let's leave the castle as soon as possible. We can't stay here for too long." Blunder prepared the horses.

They rode through the city. Since he couldn't ride, he sat behind his Mother, holding onto her waist. The cloak hid his whole face and body. Cedric rested his head against Seraphina's warm back, wrapping his arms around her waist, and once again, he recalled the morning.

"Mum has a nice body," he thought, pressing his face against her even more, savoring Mum's scent, and imagining resting his head against her soft bare back. A small jolt brought him back to reality.

"You're squeezing me too hard, sweetheart. Let go," Seraphina whispered.

"Sorry, Mum."

What's wrong with me? I need to stop this way about Mum. There's something nasty going through my head.

They left the city and entered the forests outside the capital, pulling off the main road.

"How much longer are we going to ride? My back hurts." Cedric heard his sister's voice nearby. Blunder seemed to be riding next to Seraphina with Elowen at his back.

"We're almost there. Also, please, keep your hands above my waist, my lady." Blunder, judging by the sound, pulled Elowen's hands higher, from his groin to the belt.

"Yes, sir," Elowen said awkwardly.

After about 20 minutes they stopped. Cedric's cloak, which covered him completely, was removed from his head. The sun had already risen high and he looked around, shielding his eyes from the sun.

It was a camp. Men with the Lion emblem on their clothes and shields were scattered around. Tents were pitched at the edge of the forest. Sentries patrolled while soldiers sat around, chatting by the fire.

"Welcome to your private camp, Cedric." Blunder helped Elowen off the horse and approached the prince.

"My private camp?"

"Sir Blunder set it up for your journey to stop the Eclipse," Seraphina said, getting off the horse after him.

Cedric felt his hands grow clammy. "So we're really going to do it without father's permission? Behind his back?"

"Unfortunately, we have to." His Mum ran her hand through his hair like she always did.

"We leave in a couple of hours," Blunder said, taking of his hood and cloak.

"But where are we going?"

"We'll take you to the Archi-Library on the west. The answer to stopping the Eclipse might be there."

"You're so brave, Sir Blunder," Elowen said, approaching him and patting his sturdy back. "Saving the world and not fearing the King's possible wrath, even though you know how harshly and cruelly he deals with his enemies and traitors."

"Um... yeah. Thanks."

"Why is she coming with us again, Mum?" Cedric pointed at his sister.

"Because I won't leave her with your father. I know how angry he gets, and he'll be furious after what we did. I couldn't let him take his anger out on my daughter."

"Hey! What? Didn't you say my clever mind would help my dumb brother on his journey?"

"I might have lied to you a bit." Seraphina smiled.

"I'm sure your clever mind will indeed be an asset to us," Blunder said, smirking.

"Oh, come on! I'm an 18^th descendant too, you know. Don't forget that. Maybe I'll even take Cedric's place and stop the Eclipse on my own. Why did everyone choose Cedric as the hero of the prophecy instead of me?" She walked off towards the camp, kicking the grass in frustration. Some soldiers with lion emblems on their helmets walked past and gave her curious looks.

"Here, Cedric, take this," Blunder said, handing him a sword as Elowen disappeared behind a random tent. "The hilt is shaped like a crescent moon. The sword was made just for you. I wanted to give it to you for your 18th birthday and finally meet you at the king's castle, but I got too caught up in the Eclipse news."

"A s-s-sword?" Cedric hesitated but took it carefully.

"I don't think we need it, Lord. Thanks, but Cedric has never held a sword before," Seraphina interjected, about to take the sword from her son.

"You said there were no dangers in the castle, and I could only hurt myself." Cedric didn't give it back, lightly pulling the sword out of its leather sheath.

"Well, you're not in the castle anymore. You're in the Inner Lands, where bandits, mythical beasts, and creatures roam. And if we're lucky enough to get past them, we'll be hunted by the king and his army. I'll find your son a teacher, Queen." With those words, Blunder bowed and headed for the camp. "We leave in two hours."
Seraphina sighed, her chest heaving.

"Mum, I'm no hero," Cedric said, returning the sword to its scabbard. "I'm not a warrior, and I'm definitely not a leader. And betraying Dad? This is all too much for me."

"I know, darling," she kissed him gently on the cheek; once again, he felt a soft tickle at the back of his head. "You have Starborne blood in your veins. You're capable of great things—you just don't know it yet. There's too much at stake to give up now. These people believe in you."

He sighed. "Even I don't believe in myself."

His stomach suddenly rumbled. He had skipped breakfast.

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Cedric sat by the fire, finishing his meal and inspecting his new sword.

Elowen wandered right in front of him, bending over to the fire now and then and showing him her butt.

"Hey, girl, don't touch the fire," warned one of their guards assigned by Blunder.

"I'm a princess, just so you know. I can do what I want. Plus, I'm cold. How do I make the fire hotter?" she asked, sitting down next to Cedric with frustration. "What's mum talking to Blunder about for so long?" she added, glaring in their direction.

"Why? Are you jealous of him and Mum?" Cedric asked and smiled.

"What? No, I'm just.....worried about her. She's loyal to our dad; she's his wife and queen. Right? Maybe you're the jealous one," Elowen replied.

"What? Me?"

"Yeah. I've seen the way you look at Mum. Now that Dad's staying at the castle, you're thinking of taking his place in Mama's bed, huh? Mama's boy."

"What? You're crazy, Elowen. Of course not! Gross."

"Do you want Mum to kiss you on the lips? Yes?" she teased.

"Stop it!" He turned away, trying to avoid the conversation.

Surprisingly, her words didn't make him uncomfortable. In fact, he felt the opposite, maybe he really want to kiss his Mum. "I wish I could see her naked once again," Cedric thought. It was then that he realized all the soldiers in the camp were watching him as they walked by or sat in their spots. He hadn't noticed it earlier.

"Why is everyone staring at me like that?"

"Because they want to know who they're betraying the king for." An old man approached from behind, wearing a grey cloak. "Your Majesty, I'm Eligh. Blunder sent me to teach you how to fight. We'll start tomorrow at dawn. I'll find you myself."

He said it all in one breath and turned around, heading in the other direction.

"Well, as you say," Cedric raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Such an odd old man."

"He's cute." Elowen stared after him.

"Cute? Sometimes I think you'd even fuck a tree."

"I'm 21. I can sleep with and fuck whoever I want."

Seraphina approached the two, slipping a cloak over her shoulders and a hood over her head. "Get up. The camp is on the move. We'll go on our own; the horses are limited, so they'll carry the load. We need to leave the capital as soon as possible."

They walked all day, aiming to set up camp far from the king's castle and as close to the Library as possible. It wasn't until late at night that Blunder decided it was time to stop. Cedric quickly collapsed into his tent without bothering to change out of his clothes. Never in his life had he walked so long and so far. Exhausted, he planned to rest, but he wasn't going to sleep just yet.

He heard his mother's voice outside the tent and pretended to be asleep.

Someone entered the tent, and when he peeked out, he was relieved to see it was Mum. "Are we really going to share a tent together?" he thought happily.

When she was sure that Cedric was asleep, she turned and tossed the cloak aside, revealing the sweat-soaked neckline of her dress. Standing up, she pulled the robe off, letting it fall to her waist, leaving her completely naked.

He opened his eyes. She was standing naked with her back right in front of him. He could see her beautiful back in all the details. Her big, firm, soft ass was right above his head. It jiggled with every move and every bend of her knees.

Seraphina half-turned, and Cedric could see the outline of her still sweet large boob, as well as... the nipple. He felt the pleasant tingling in his head again. Mum has an amazing body.

She threw on her nightgown and lay down next to him. For sure, there's no way he could sleep after that. He winced and crawled closer to her, throwing his arm over her body, putting the hand on her waist, and resting his cheek against Mum's back.

"What are you doing?" Seraphina whispered.

"Just want to be closer to you, Mum".

She sighed, feeling him press his groin against her firm butt.

"I understand you might be a little worried, dear. That's normal. I've felt nervous many times in my life, like when I married your dad. Even now, I'm a bit scared."

He gave her a hug, cuddling her belly and enjoying the sweet smell of Mum's beautiful brown hair.

"You don't seem scared," he said.

"I'm good at pretending," she admitted.

Turning to look into his eyes, she said, "I want you to always remember that I'll be there for you, whether times are tough or joyful." She took his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"I know, Mum. I love you."

He pressed even harder, feeling a nice tingle in his cock, rubbing lightly against her soft ass.

"I love you too, sweetheart," she replied, planting a kiss on his cheek. "After all, you'll always be my mama's boy, won't you?" She smiled and turned away.

"Yeah, right." Cedric smirked, holding back the rush of emotion. It felt so good to touch her with his cock, but he still knew it was so wrong.

Seraphina tried to ignore it, clearly feeling his a bit aroused shaft with her buns. Maybe this would help his fears go away. "So be it, I'll allow it. But just this time, only once," she thought.

They became quiet, attempting to drift off to sleep after a long and tiring day. Outside their tent, they could hear footsteps and a crackling fire.

Once it seemed like both were deep in sleep, Cedric said.

"By the way, Mum."

"Yes, sweetie?"

"Could you not call me a mama's boy? Elowen's tent is nearby, and she might hear us."

"Sure, dear." She smiled with her eyes closed.

He snuggled into his mum's hair and soft body like a kid. The last thing he heard before falling asleep was a gentle giggle somewhere outside the tent.

"Darn it. She heard it, didn't she."

CHAPTER 3. BAD OMEN

"Mmmm, Mum." Cedric pressed against her soft hair, her head, her firm perfect ass. It felt so good. Through the dream, he kissed her head, then her cheek, slowly working his way up to Mum's lips.

"Mmm, Mum." He heard someone's mocking voice through the dream. "Pathetic."

Cedric half-opened his eyes, finding Elowen standing right above him with a huge, wide horrifing grin.

There was a feather pillow in his embrace that he had been affectionately licking and cuddling instead of Seraphina.

"You are a pervert, brother. That's disgusting." Elowen grinned even wider. Cedric tossed aside the pillow, adjusting his clothes and wiping saliva off his face and mouth.

"What are you doing here? This is my tent! I didn't permit you to be here."

"Calm down, charm pillow kisser. I'm here on business. That cute gray-haired old man is looking for you for your fencing lesson. Just make sure you'll be fencing with the right sword, not the one you have down there," she chuckled.

"Get out of here!" He threw a pillow at her.

"Mmm, Mum," she said mockingly again, walking towards the exit and hugging herself.

"I said, go away!"

She left, but the sound of her giggling lingered for some time.

"Damn Elowen."

He walked out, all dressed up, and let out a big yawn. "This is my first morning outside the castle," Cedric said as he stretched and looked around the camp. It felt weird to be around lots of unfamiliar faces and not going through every day prince routine.

He was still feeling the effects of yesterday's long journey. His legs stung from the pain, and his back from the luggage he'd been forced to carry. He wanted to wrap himself in a warm blanket, have a warm tea, and go to sleep for the rest of the day.

Just then, something hit him in the face.

"Ouch," he exclaimed, grabbing his cheek in pain as he jumped back.

"Where's your sword, kid?" Eligh asked from behind, holding a long thick stick in his hand.

"I left it in the tent. Why did you hit me?"

"You knew we had training, but you left the sword in the tent? Rule number one: even if the sword won't be needed, always carry it. Here, take mine."

With a swift motion, he tossed the sword to Cedric. Prince caught it, almost stumbling into the mud. The sword was heavier than it seemed.

"Your first task for today is to try to hurt me, or at least touch me. If you leave a scratch on me, consider that you've learned something or at least that you are worth being taught."

"So, I'll have a sword, and you'll have a stick?" Cedric hesitantly drew the sword from its sheath. "Seems a bit unfair."

"Do you see this bruise under your eye that I just left with a stick that I found a moment ago? I just marked you as a worthless opponent. The fact that you got this bruise shows I don't need to worry."

He pulled his cloak tighter around him. "Come on, prince. Start."

"As you ask. A worthless oponent, you say?" Cedric tried to attack, but when he got close, he hesitated, afraid of harming the opponent. Awkwardly aiming for the leg, he was effortlessly pushed away.

"You directed all your strength into one foolish strike and almost lost your balance. One hit, and I could have easily broken your neck with my free hand when you got too close. Or knocked you off your feet—and then you would be my captive. That's worse."

Soldiers gathered to watch the sparring. Cedric got up and attacked again.

"Now I'll show you the 'foolish strike.'" Cedric aimed the blade at Eligh's hand, but he simply shifted his body to the side, hitting the prince and creating a new bruise.

"Are you afraid to hit me? How do you plan to survive a fight if you're not capable of delivering a killing blow?"

"Yeah. That's right! Show him, Eligh!" Cedric heard his sister's voice from the crowd.

He stood up tiredly, feeling two bruises on a young face. It hurt like crazy, but he didn't want to show it. He attacked again, this time aiming for his opponent's chest. Eligh drew back the blade with his stick and shoved Cedric's face into the dirt, pulling his sword from his hands.

"You forgot about balance. You put all your strength into one blow. This is your second lesson. Learn how to hold the sword and strike. Only then can I teach you anything." He hid his sword under the grey cloak.

"Until today, you knew no fight. Your face was clean and soft. Now that I've changed it, you'll have scars. It will hurt. Life outside the castle is different, it's harsh. You'd better learn it here, from me, than from a real enemy. Because with a real threat, that lesson will be the first and last. You're welcome, kiddo."

Eligh left, leaving Cedric lying in the mud.

"Weird. Old. Man. Good thing my Mum didn't see me like this." Cedric slowly stood up, brushing off the dirt from eyes, noce and mouth. "Embarrassing."

The soldiers slowly parted and dispersed. "He did you dirty," Blunder said barely hiding his laugh and appearing beside Cedric, trying to help him to get up.

"That's not funny, Lord. Can I have another teacher?"

"There's no better than Eligh, and you need the best one, Prince."

"Good thing the Queen didn't witness that. Where is she, by the way?"

"She's doing lady business. Probably swimming somewhere. Why?" Elowen came out from behind her hiding place, trying to get closer to Blunder. "Do you want to snuggle her like a pillow, Mama's boy?"

"Hey! Keep your mouth shut!" Cedric pointed his finger at her.

Blunder looked at the duo in wonder. "Well. You did well, Cedric. Keep training," he said awkwardly, clapping him on the shoulder.

"Thanks. All I want now is to take a good nap." Cedric yawned one more time.

"A nap? The camp is getting ready for a new departure. We're leaving now. Pack your things and get ready."

"WHAT? Are we going to walk all day again?"

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It was pouring rain, and water was dripping into his hood and eyes. This was not how he'd imagined life outside the castle. He longed to return to a cozy bed, rest, enjoy a meal, and perhaps catch glimpses of the young maids.

He was barely dragging his feet, his eyes fixed on one person. In the distance, he was watching his Mother. She was far ahead, turning sometimes to see him. They hadn't exchanged a word since last night.

Did he act too clingy when he got close to her? What if she'd noticed him peeking at her body? Maybe that's why she's avoiding him? Maybe she's avoiding him because he pressed his dick against her? What if she's disgusted?

"What are you thinking about, Mama's boy?" Elowen kicked him in the shoulder with a stick. "About Mommy again?"

The soaked fabric of her road dress was completely encasing her (it was worth admitting) rather nice breasts. He looked at the stick Elowen was holding; it was the same one Eligh used to beat him.

"I think about what are we even going to do in the Library and what are we going to look for. Do you know how many books are in there? How are we going to find the answer?" Cedric looked up, trying to see the sun or the moon, but paid the price by getting rainwater right in his eyes. "Shit."

"You're just a coward, brother. You always have been. The most important thing is to start, and eventually, you'll get there. But, well, you can easily sit on the sidelines while I find the answer and prove to everyone that I'm the 18^th descendant! I would prefer that more!" said Elowen confidently and hit him a wet stick.

"I'd be happy if it were true," Cedric wiped his eyes from the water. How would his mother feel about him not being the hero of the prophecy? Would she love him less, perhaps?

"Do you think I have a chance with Blunder? Just be honest." Elowen looked directly at him, peering into his hood.

"What?" Cedric barely had time to react before someone at the edge of the group shouted. Suddenly, a creature emerged and swooped in, splitting the convoy in half.

Cedric clumsily pulled out his sword, almost dropping it in fear, and aimed it at the creature. It was a moose glowing with a strong gray light. Its dark eyes seemed to be staring right at Cedric. A chilling sensation rushed through his body, as if he'd been doused with cold water.

He froze, and the moose moved, leaping straight at him before vanishing into the other side of the forest. Cedric fell back and dropped Moon Sword.

"Cedric, Cedric?" he heard his Mum's concerned voice.

What the bloody heck just happened?

He looked up at the sky, lying on the ground.

For the second time that day, he found himself on the ground, in the mud. He didn't like that it was becoming a regular thing. This time at least it was a nice break for him to catch his breath and rest his legs from walking.

"Cedric, honey, are you okay?" His Mum bent over him, blocking the view with her pretty face.

"It didn't even hit him, Mum. Come on!" Elowen folded her arms, standing by the wagon in front of the troops, who gathered to check out prince.

Cedric lifted up noticing Mum's bust. Seraphina bent over and her freckled breasts were exactly level with his eyes.

"Yes, I'm feeling better, Mum. Much better now."

"Oh, my sweetie." She pulled him against her boobs, kissing his cheek multiple times.

"Oh, right, right. That's just what he needs right now, Mum." Elowen giggled.

"What was that?" someone among the soldiers said, aiming a bow in the direction where the moose just disappeared.

"The Forest Spirit," another soldier with white long hair replied, lowering the first soldier's bow.

"Do you know anything about this, Riley?" Blunder was also nearby.

"Just that it's a bad omen," Riley replied. "Especially considering our mission."

He suddenly looked at Cedric with cold white eyes. "Did the spirit say anything to you?"

"No. Should he have?" Cedric said. Seraphina helped him to stand.

Riley gave him a disdainful look. "Then it's definitely a bad omen."

A brief pause hung in the air.

"I like this guy," Elowen said, looking at the white-haired soldier.

"Omens don't matter. We should keep walking; it's still 2 days to the Library. Right, Sir Blunder?" Seraphina gazed at their leader.

"Yes. Of course. The queen is right. We should keep going!" Blunder addressed the troops and headed to the front of the convoy.

As Cedric regained awareness, he felt a touch from behind and a whisper. "You fell again. Don't forget about balance even outside of battle."

Cedric turned around. Eligh was gone, hidden somewhere among the armed soldiers with lion-emblazoned helmets.

"I won't leave you alone, my dear," Seraphina said, gripping his hand tightly. Even though being attacked by a spirit was frustrating and annoying, at least his Mum wasn't avoiding him anymore.

"Maybe another little kiss will help, Mum? I'm sure it will instantly cure Mama's boy of all wounds," Elowen chuckled from behind holding her stick like a sword.

"Elowen, it's not the time for jokes right now," Seraphina said angrily, looking at her. "Cedric could have been seriously hurt."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever."

Mum's hand felt warm and comforting. He didn't mind if the soldiers saw a prince holding his mother's hand. He enjoyed the sensation of touching her skin.

But her gentle touch couldn't ease his tiredness. He felt as if he could simply collapse and doze off right away.

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He sat inside the tent, unable to feel his legs. It felt as if he had been brutally beaten with sticks. For some reason, every time he tried to imagine who could have done it, Elowen's face was the only one that came to mind. His back ached from the fall. As he removed his cloak, a sharp pain throbbed in his head.

"Wow, what a day, right?" Seraphina pushed back her hood, quietly sitting beside him and taking off her road clothes. "Don't worry about what that soldier said about the bad omen. It's all nonsense, dear." She comforted him by rubbing his ear and running her hand through his hair.

"Yeah, right," he wanted to smile, but due to fatigue, he couldn't even manage that. "You know, this ordinary, non-royal life is too hard, Mom. Don't you agree? Sometimes I just want to go home, back to the castle. I'm so tired. I wish I could be in my room again. Sometimes I wonder if Dad was right, and maybe we're the ones making the mistake."

She became silent and turned her gaze elsewhere, as if trying to hide her emotions. However, her hand gently traced his face, delicately reaching the scratches.

"What's this?"

"My first battle wound from Eligh. You would have known about it if you hadn't avoided me all morning."

"I... I just...I'm so sorry, dear," her lower lip trembled; she ran her hand through his hair and suddenly burst into tears.

"Mum? Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry."

She started crying uncontrollably, covering her face with her hands. "It's not because of you; I just miss your dad so much. You're so much like him, and I needed some time alone. Sorry for avoiding you, dear. We never... we've never argued so strongly before with him. Me and your father loved each other so much. For years, I thought we had a perfect marriage, but now, look at us, we had to leave and are hiding from him. I ran away from the love of my life. I can't believe it. I can't imagine how angry and hurt he must be. I'm scared he won't love me anymore. Please forgive me, Cedric."

"It's okay, Mum," he pressed her head against his chest. "I'm sure Dad doesn't hate you. I know he still loves you."

Cedric sighed.

"I love you. You have me and Elowen. Don't cry. Is there anything I can do to comfort you?"
She pressed her face to his chest. "Well, there's something. I saw a lake nearby when we settled. I know it's awkward to ask, but I don't know who else to turn to. I just want to clean up after the long road and take a little dip in the water. Is it... I don't know. Could you come with me and make sure I'm safe, and no one will see me? Is it okay?"

His eyes widened. "To be with you while you're... in the water? Naked?"

"Yes. I know it's probably uncomfortable for you when your mother asks for something like this. But..." She went quiet all of a sudden, wiping away her tears and looking at his face in a strange way. "I'm having a little trouble figuring out how you feel. Are you grossed out, or is it okay?"

"Oh, no, not at all. I'm fine with it. I'm ready. No problem. I'm ready to help you, Mum." All tiredness vanished as someone waved it away. He was about to stand up, but she gently held him back.

"Wait, dear." She smiled through tears, barely laughing. "Where are you rushing off to? You are so eager to help me. Let's wait until the camp is asleep, and then we'll go."

"Oh, right. Sorry." He swallowed and lay back. Cedric envisioned the entire scene; his heart pounded harder.

"Is everything okay, Cedric?" Seraphina hovered over him.

"Yes, everything is fine. I'm just tired."

"You are such a sweet and caring son." She kissed him on the cheek and he felt a tickle in the back of his head.

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She led him through the trees; it was dark, with only the faint moonlight illuminating the path. Finally, they emerged at a wide oval-shaped lake.

"It's here." They stopped right by the water. "I'll get naked now. Turn around."

Seraphina took off her coat. It was warm, and he turned away, trying with all his might to hide his mounting excitement.

He looked out into the woods, hearing the rustle of her clothes behind him. His imagination was trying to figure it all out, but as always, imagination can't fully embrace reality.

He heard the splash of water and turned around. Clothing was neatly folded on the ground. Seraphina entered the water, moving with grace. In the faint moonlight reflected from the water, he could see the contours of her plump, beautiful buttocks and her back.

She soaked her head, and the wet hair cascaded down her back. He gulped, observing her as she rubbed water on her body. The water ran down her back, over the contours of her shoulders and firm sexy ass.

"Mum is beautiful."

She turned slightly and in the moonlight he could see the edge of her left breast. She ran her hand over it, gently rubbing the water on it. Her gentle movements made her breasts jiggle.

She began to wade farther and farther into the water. First, her ass gradually disappeared, followed by her shoulders, until she was up to her neck. She lifted her hair just as he heard footsteps from behind.

"Damn it, who's there?"

He stepped aside and drew the sword. It was dark, but he wasn't afraid.

"Such a late hour is not the time for a stroll, prince." Riley's voice came from the side. A soldier, this time without a helmet, emerged from the shadows with a dagger in hand, his eyes cold and white as moonlight staring at Cedric.

"What do you want? Can't sleep? Return to the camp, soldier."

But he did not obey.

"I don't sleep." He turned directly towards the lake. Cedric noticed in the corner of his eye that Seraphina disappeared into the water.

"I want to ask you, Prince," Riley then turned back to him. At that moment, his mother's head slowly emerged from the water again. "Did you lie that Spirit tell you nothing?"

"Why would I lie? The moose just jumped onto us and nearly trampled me with its hooves."

"The Forest Spirit protects us from the impurity that roams the forests of Inner Lands. I think it came to verify if you are indeed the one prophesied, but if it hasn't talked to you, then you are not..."

New splash echoed across the lake. Riley turned toward the sound, and Cedric seized the chance, striking with his sword to knock the dagger away. But Riley barely flinched, dodging the blow and grazing the prince's neck with the blade.

"The prophecy is not about you. You are not 18^th descendant," Riley muttered through his teeth, pushing Cedric into the bushes. The next second he vanished into the darkness, keeping his cold, glowing eyes fixed on the fallen prince.

"You don't need to tell me what I already know." Cedric stood up. "I fell again. Damn it!"

He waited, making sure Riley had indeed left, then turned toward the lake. His mother, as it turned out, was already on the shore, hiding her tits behind her clothes, pressing them against herself.

"Who was that?" she asked, brushing wet strands of hair away. He saw part of her right boob, the only part not hidden by the pressed clothes. He felt the pleasant tingling in the back of his head again.

"Cedric!?"

"Just a sentry, Mum. Get dressed, let's go." He swallowed, gathering all his strength to turn away.

What if Elowen is right in all her teasing? Maybe he really wouldn't mind taking his father's place? No, it's all wrong.

They returned to the camp, a cool wind rose, and his mother shivered. He hugged her tighter, feeling Mum's wet body. It was quiet in the camp, only some distant sentry was sharpening a dagger.

"Hug me, dear," said Seraphina when they lay down in the tent. "I want to feel your heat. Keep me warm."

She was still wet, wearing light nightgown. He covered her with a warm blanket, trying not to make any wrong moves. He pressed against her body, this time they lay facing each other. Her wet breasts pressed against his body. She hugged him tightly, pulling him against her and letting him throw his leg over her hips.

"You're not crying anymore. That's good," he said, swallowing, running his hands along her muscular damp back throught thin fabric.

"I feel better now, thank you. But I still miss your father." She laid her head, pressing against his chest.

He thought again about what has happened at the lake, running his hand through her hair. This time he wasn't afraid of the unknown, he wasn't afraid of Riley. He knew he had to protect his mother, so the fear disappeared.

"You remind me of your dad so much. He was so brave and honorable. Your Dad was the best swordsman in the Land. Did you know it? I loved everything about him," she whispered, shivering.

Cedric listened silently to his father's merits. "Wasn't there anything you didn't like about him?"

"Well, sometimes he could be kind one moment and then rude the next. I hated the way he treated you. But in the end, he was the king, and every fight ended with us making love. I'm sorry, sweetheart. I guess you don't want to hear this."

He didn't.

"It's okay. I like listening to your voice, Mum. Did you really hate him for being harsh to me?"

"Yes! Of course I did, honey. Maybe he felt upset because, after you were born, you became my whole world, Cedric. You became everything to me, and I didn't realize there could be a love greater than the one I had for your father. But then, you were born, and I loved you more than anything in this world. I still do."

"Well. That's nice." Cedric smiled, blushing.

"I mean it, dear," she whispered with her hob breath.

Her plump wet lips were so tantalizing. He noticed the way she licked her lips, thinking about something, perhaps remembering Dad. Cedric moved his face closer and did the unthinkable. He kissed her right on her hot and wet lips, squeezing Mum tightly in his strong arms. She met his kiss with surprise, feeling his tongue and then pulled back, pushing him in the chest.

"Cedric!" She cleaned her lips after the kiss ended.

"I'm sorry, Mum. I just wanted to keep you warm."

"It's okay." She sighed and a smile reappeared on her gorgeous face. "Your lips feel warm. Thanks. You are a good kisser, but it's probably better if we avoid kissing like that. Let's not give your sister more reasons to tease us about being close. Okay?"

"You are right, Mum." He hugged her even tighter, closing his eyes and contemplating the kiss. It was unexpectedly blissful, unexpectedly so... exciting.

"You squeze me too tight, darling," she softly whispered.

"Sorry, Mum."

Eventually, they both quietly fell asleep.

Eclipsian Dynasty Pt. 02

Cedric grows bonded to his Mother during their adventure.

CHAPTER 4. LIBRARY

Cedric woke up from the noise, pressing closer to his Mother's body.

"Cedric."

Something was calling him. He opened his eyes, feeling emptiness overwhelming his entire body like cold water. What a horrible feeling.

He just realized he was by himself inside the tent. Seraphin wasn't there.

"Cedric." The voice called again. He stood up, glanced around, and grabbed his Moon sword.

"Mum?" he said, leaving the tent and pointing the blade ahead.

The camp was empty. Only the dying glow of a distant fire remained. He walked on, searching. No horses, no wagons, no signs of a fight. Nothing.

Everyone was gone.

"Mum? Elowen? Sir Blunder? Eligh? Anyone?!" He panicked, looking around, confused and desperate. Why was he alone? Why had they left him?

Just then, he saw movement on the other side of the camp.

Moose emerged from the forest—the Forest Spirit. But this time, it was much larger.

Cedric's legs weakened as the red eyes of the beast locked onto him, straight into his soul. Its horns intertwined, forming a twisted circle.

A faint voice reached Cedric's ears. "You are not ready."

A red shadow loomed over the camp. He looked up and saw the moon glowing a vivid red. In an instant, a raging fire began devouring the forest and the camp, obliterating everything in its path.

A chilling scream pierced the air - a primal, horrifying sound.

"No!" Cedric jolted awake, drenched in cold sweat.

"Sweetheart, what's it?" Seraphina knelt beside him, gently soothing his clammy forehead with her hand.

"I..." He could barely utter a word. "Nothing. Just a nightmare, Mum."

"It's okay, don't be afraid. I'm here with you." She pressed his head against her freckled neck, stroked his hair, and kissed Cedric's cheeks. "My dear. It was just a nightmare."

He placed hands on the curves of her waist, feeling her skin, bones, warmth, and the scent of her lush brown warm hair. "I feel better now, Mum. Thank you."

He wanted to drown in her, but at that moment they were interrupted.

Elowen entered the tent and, upon seeing the entire scene, smiled at the corner of her mouth. "Well, well, well."

"What do you want, Elowen?" Seraphina kept stroking Cedric's head.

"Eligh is looking for our Great 18^th descendant, Mum."

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"Sometimes, waiting is the key. I've heard that if you pray and meditate long enough to connect with the spirits for a long time, sooner or later, the king himself will fall at your feet." Riley sharpened his dagger, surveying the soldiers sitting nearby.

At that moment, Cedric flopped down right at his feet.

"What do you think about that, Cedric?" Riley grinned. It was as if yesterday's lake incident never happened.

The soldiers chuckled.

"Screw you, psycho. We're not friends." Cedric stood up heavily and raised his sword. There were a few new bruises on his young face.

"Fell again. You haven't learned your lesson on balance." Eligh took another bite of an apple, lowering his silver sword.

"Maybe that's because you never taught me anything! You just keep hitting me like I'm a punching bag. You're probably the worst teacher in all of Eldaria."

"If I have to teach you how to stand on your feet, then you don't deserve to wield a sword, kid," he said, pointing the blade's end at Cedric's hand and knocking the sword out, all while taking another bite of an apple.

"Damn old man." Cedric bent down to pick up the sword, but at that moment Eligh threw the apple right at his head. The prince turned away, narrowly avoiding the fruit. "Hey!"

"Well done. That was your first victory. Never take your eyes off the enemy and always be on guard, even in times of apparent peace."

The soldiers behind Cedric clapped. Elowen, sitting among them, cheered, "Bravo, Prince. Your victory is so impressive."

"No respect." Cedric sighed.

"Lift your sword. We've only just begun." Eligh stepped closer.

Cedric spotted Seraphina standing gracefully by an old oak tree. His mother, leaning casually against the trunk, had her arms crossed with a warm smile as she observed the scene with interest.

I can't afford to embarrass myself, especially when she's watching.

"Why are you standing like a stump? Scared?" Eligh took a step forward and swung the sword.

Cedric quickly moved out of the way and used his sword to stop the next move. Just then Eligh used his free hand to pull Prince down by grabbing his arm, but Cedric stood firm, spread his legs, and pointed the sword at Eligh's chest.

"Not bad." Eligh pushed the prince back.

The soldiers clapped, but not Elowen. Seraphina stood silently, smiling.

Relived, Cedric exhaled, only to be caught off guard as Eligh spat on his back. He tumbled face-first into the mud, with the thick muck invading his eyes, mouth and nose.

"But that's still not enough to defeat the real enemy. Don't get cocky, kid. See you tomorrow."

Struggling to the feet, Cedric grumbled, "He hit me in the back. I can't believe it."

Elowen clapped again, this time by herself. "I'm starting to like Eligh more and more."

Still wiping his eyes, Cedric looked towards the tree, but his mother vanished. He sighed, "I almost managed to make an impression on her."

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The entire following day Cedric's body ached from the extensive journey and he couldn't shake off the unsettling thoughts from his nightmare. Was it merely a bad dream, or did it carry a message from the Spirit?

As he wearily continued walking, he yearned for the comfort of a warm home, his own cozy bed, and the taste of royal food. "I'm just not cut out for this kind of adventures. Funny, but at least that I no longer dream of the pretty maids from the castle. Their bodies are no comparison to Mum's beauty."

The memories of the previous evening spent by the lake and the intimate kiss they shared were the only things on his mind. It was only these thoughts that propelled him forward.

I can't let her think that I'm weak. It's all so wrong, but I can't help it.

"We'll reach the library in a few hours, Prince." Blunder walked beside him.

"I hope we'll deal with it as fast as we can, and return home. I'm so tired." Cedric adjusted the backpack, barely feeling his shoulders.

"Your mother mentioned you had a nightmare. Is it somehow related to our quest? What if spirits are trying to say something? Maybe we should ask Riley?"

"Riley?" Cedric glanced at the white-haired soldier up ahead. "No, it was just a nightmare. Can we even trust this guy, Lord Blunder?"

"Can we trust Riley?" Blunder stroked his beard, glancing at the soldier. "I found him in the woods many winters ago when he was just a kid. He couldn't explain why he was there or where his parents were. Since that time he followed me everywhere. Riley has a good understanding of supernatural things. I don't know how, but he knows stuff. He might seem a bit odd, I understand that, but I trust him as much as I trust myself."

"I see," Cedric nodded, looking around for Seraphina. "Do you mind if I ask you how's my Mother? It seems like you catch up with her more than I do. She keeps avoiding me most of the time."

Blunder smiled. "She keeps asking about you all the time. Your mother is a strong woman. She can take care of herself in a camp filled mostly with men. Like you, she finds it challenging to be away from home for so long after years of royal life. She misses your father, but you should give her some time. She'll feel better."

"Yeah, you're probably right. Thank you, Lord. For everything."

Elias smiled through the bush beard and slightly bowed the head.

Cedric moved ahead and spotted Seraphina near one of the wagons, noticing how some soldiers were giving her admiring looks. It hadn't crossed his mind that others might find his Mother attractive, besides him.

"Mum?"

"Cedric? Why are you here?" She leaned, and he felt her warm breath on his neck. "Do you want Lord Blunder's people to see you walking alongside your Mother?"

"I don't care, Mum, about what they think of me or us. Is that why you've been avoiding me again? Trying to make sure Blunder's people don't think less of me?"

"What? Me? Avoiding you? Nonsense. Of course, I'm not avoiding you!" she blushed. "I was at your training this morning, remember? You fought well."

"Not well enough. I still ended up face-down in the mud. Was Dad not good at fighting when he was young too?"

"No, he was the best fighter I ever knew." She smiled.

"Yeah, right. Of course, he was." Cedric frowned and then turned around.

He saw Elowen nearby, who was eavesdropping on their talk. She was hiding behind a wagon, and Cedric pretended not to see her.

"Are you still missing Dad, Mum?"

"No, I'm doing better now. We had a good time together yesterday; it cheered me up a bit. Thank you," she said, looking at the road, deep in thought. Red and black roses grew at the edge of the road. "But you know, it's the end of summer. When we first met around this time of year, your dad gave me Black Briars flowers. Every year since then, he's given them to me to remember the day we met. Arik said I was like them—beautiful yet hard to approach." She smiled, remembering the past fondly.

"And where do these Briars grow?"

"Hmm? Honestly, I'm not sure. It's a secret only your dad knew," she said, placing her hand on his shoulder. "You can ask him yourself when we get home. I hope that when we stop the Eclipse, we'll be together again, and he'll give me one once more."

"Yeah... I hope so." Cedric frowned again and thought. "Would it comfort her if I gave her one of these flowers?"

They left the forest and saw a big old castle-like building on a hill in a valley. The Archi-Library looked like it reached the sky with its tall, slim towers. Big columns with pictures of symbols and runes stood near the entrance. There was a long staircase from the library down to a little village at the bottom of the hill.

"Looks majestic," Cedric said.

Seraphina gently stroked her son's head. "We are finally here, dear."

"Don't celebrate too soon," Elowen chimed in, appearing out of nowhere. "What if Dad sent assassins? A few of them could have reached the library faster than our large group and camp!"

"Your daughter is right, my queen," Blunder added. "Let's be cautious and keep an eye on the prince."

"Could my father really send assassins to kill me?"

"Of course not, Cedric. How can you even say this? Your father would never give such an order." Seraphina patted his shoulder.

"We can't be sure. Come on, we should be allowed through the valley," Blunder declared.

"I hope he did send assassins." Elowen smiled.

"Not funny."

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When they got closer to the Library, Cedric saw lots of women talking quietly and looking at their group, especially at him. Some of the women were young, and some were older. All of them wore unique clothes with symbols he couldn't understand, and they were all really pretty, both the young and the older ones.

"Shut your mouth; bugs might fly in," Elowen teased, giving him a pat on the back.

"Very funny. Why are you so nosy, sissy? Why are you spying on me and Mum?"

"Me? Spying? You're the funny one. You see what you want to see. Bye, dummy. Also don't call me sissy!" She walked forward, going up to Sir Blunder, and hooked her arm through his. Blunder awkwardly went along, not sure how to handle the princess's teasing.

"We should have left her at the castle."

They kept walking, moving right through the village. There were more and more village women along the way.

He suddenly realized. "I don't see any men."

"That's because men aren't allowed here, as per the Library rules," Seraphina said. "Blunder sent a messenger ahead to announce the Eclipsian Prince's arrival. If he hadn't, their guards would have stopped us at the valley entrance. The last time someone of royal blood visited the Library happened 22 years ago when your father..." She stopped and coughed. "Well, It doesn't matter right now."

"So, the Library is led by women?"

"Not just any women, but the Exarchs of Wisdom. They're born in the valley; they don't marry men because they are responsible for maintaining the library's integrity and gathering new knowledge. All of them are descendants of this place's founders, Laurence and Eldoran."

"This is weird. How do new women show up here if they don't let men in? How do they have babies?" Cedric scratched his head.

"Seriously, Cedric? Out of all the wonderful things here, that's what you're curious about? Let's focus on our mission, shall we?" Seraphina sighed clearly disappointed. She pulled her hood and walked ahead, closer to Elowen and Blunder.

"What did I say wrong? I think that's a pretty important question," he mumbled, glancing at the village women. Some had tattoos on their faces, while others didn't.

The wagons and horses stopped near a village, on a big meadow by the river.

"They will settle in while we're inside. I've already entrusted Riley with making a camp for us. He knows what to do. Let's go," Blunder, Seraphina, and Cedric headed up the long staircase.

"Hey, hey, hey! What about me?" Elowen stopped at the very bottom of the stairs.

"You stay here and help others settle the camp, get to know some of the village girls. Maybe that way you'll refine your manners and present yourself more like a proper lady, Elowen." Seraphina turned gracefully and ascended the steps, delicately lifting her dress.

"What do you mean? Am I not ladylike enough for you, Mother?" Elowen retorted, kicking the grass in frustration.

"I agree, Mum. She looks and acts more like a street thief than a princess," Cedric giggled, but Seraphina shot him a disapproving glare, sniffing disdainfully.

The very moment they entered the valley, his Mum started acting odd. She visibly got more and more nervous as they got closer to the library.

"Sorry for my words. You okay, Mum?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Your sister can just be a pain in the neck sometimes. Sorry for that." Seraphina smiled, nervously rubbing the ends of the green road dress.

"So you wouldn't mind if I ask again how exactly do new women come to be here in the valley?"

Seraphina let out another sigh, her bosom subtly rising beneath the dress. "Really, you're interested in that?"

He nodded.

"Very well. Distinguished guests and important visitors often come to this valley, much like we are now. Exarchs women seize the opportunity when the guest is occupied in the library during the day - they approach him, requesting permission for a couple of girls to conceive at night. The Supreme Exarchy herself selects these girls for this specific purpose."

"Oh, wow," Cedric said and stopped, eyes widening. "So, theoretically, I could..." He turned back; from this height, there was a breathtaking view of the entire valley and village.

Seraphina grabbed his hand like a jealous girl and pulled her son along. "We're not here for that, Cedric! Don't forget about our mission! We have to prevent the Eclipse!"

"Okay, okay, Mum," Cedric relented, hearing a rough chuckle from Blunder, who was leading the way.

"Have you been here before, Lord?" Cedric looked at his wide back.

"Yes, I have." Cedric could tell by the voice that Blunder was smiling.

"Let's stay focused on our goal." His mother's frustration continued to mount.

"What if a boy is born in the process? " Cedric pressed on.

"Then he is sent to the outside world to father as many daughters as possible. End of discussion. I've forgotten how long these steps are. Ugh."

As they reached the summit, five women in elegant blue cloaks welcomed them. Each woman, around 30 years old, bore tattooed patterns on their faces. The cloaks, billowing in the breeze, hid their figures, though Cedric glimpsed the outline of swords hanging from their belts.

Good thing he had his own sword with him. He now always carried it, as Eligh told him.

"Welcome, Brother Blunder. Welcome, Sister Seraphina Astral Weaver. And of course, Welcome, Prince of the Eclipsian Dynasty. On behalf of the Exarchs of Wisdom - Welcome to the Archi-Library."

"Hello, Exarchs of Wisdom. We are here to enter Archi-Library to seek answers on how to stop the Cosmic Eclipse." Blunder stepped forward.

"I'm afraid that's impossible, Brother Blunder," the main one among them spoke. "A messenger from King Arik visited us a few days ago. Our ruler has forbidden the Prince from entering the library, as well as anyone accompanying him."

"Right. Why send assassins when, as a king, you can simply deny us access." Blunder turned to his companions.

Seraphina stood in contemplative silence, her hands folded as she gazed out over the picturesque valley. The breeze played with her voluminous brown hair.

She looked so gorgeous.

I wish I could kiss Mum again.

She turned around and moved toward the group of women, causing Blunder to take a step back.

"I am the sole descendant of Magister Leronse," she rolled up her sleeve to reveal a tattoo on her forearm. "Perhaps you are too young to recognize me. I, along with my companions, possess the privilege to access the library without needing the king's will."

The women examined the tattoo closely. Two of them, positioned at the library entrance, promptly opened the door and vanished inside, leaving the others in thoughtful silence.

Seraphina lowered her sleeve. "Now, we wait."

Blunder, surprised, remarked, "Lady, I had no idea you were related to the Exarchs, especially that you were a descendant of Leronse."

"Now you know, and I trust you to keep it a secret, Lord Blunder," she said.

"Who is this Leronse?" Cedric thought and then said. "So you are one of them? Didn't you say that Exarchs don't marry men but live in the valley, guarding the library?"

"Yes. And as I told you on the road, I was hard to approach. I was a very elusive woman. Very elusive."

The doors finally opened.

"Welcome to the Library, Sister Seraphina. You and your companions may enter," said one of the women. The others parted, allowing them inside.

"Well, it's about time," Blunder exclaimed as he entered first.

Inside, they encountered a vast vestibule with high ceilings and shimmering lights. Massive polished marble columns supported galleries on different levels, each adorned with shelves holding tens and hundreds of thousands of ancient scrolls, books, and manuscripts. Along the passages, glass display cases showcased artifacts, relics, and antique maps, providing a glimpse into the centuries of accumulated knowledge.

In the depths of the library, behind tall doors and arched doorways, were special areas: rooms with mirrored walls for meditation and laboratories for alchemical experiments.

In the middle of the vestibule, there was a black woman covered in tattoos on her face, arms, neck, and chest. She was sitting and writing in a book.

Seraphina whispered, "That's Supreme Exarchy. We will talk, you just listen."

"Welcome Home, Sister Seraphina. Wasn't expecting you here again so soon," said the woman with a mean smile as they got closer.

Cedric noticed that her eyes were coal black, as if tattoos had been applied directly to her eyeballs.

Blunder stepped forward.

"Greetings, Supreme Exarchy. We are here to..."

"I wasn't talking to you."

"I don't want to talk about the past. We seek answers on how to stop the Cosmic Eclipse, Sister," Seraphina said.

"I'm aware of the prophecy for we wrote it. But what assurance is there that the Eclipse can be prevented? Life and history show us that some things are meant to happen."

"With all due respect, I don't agree. Unlike you, we won't just wait around for the end of the world," Seraphina replied.

"You are as stubborn as always. Suit yourself," the Exarchy said, searching for something with ebony eyes. "And where is the 18th descendant?"
Seraphina turned around, and Cedric stood right behind her, avoiding the Exarchy's intimidating gaze.

"Don't be afraid, Cedric." She put her hands on his shoulders.

"I... I'm not afraid," he said nervously.

"Still a child," the Exarchy said with a smirk. "You know where to seek for the answers, Grand-Grand-Granddaughter of Leronse. I only ask one thing: don't interfere with the priestesses in their work."

Seraphina bowed and pulled Cedric along by the hand.

"I'll go back to the camp, check if everything is under control." Blunder headed towards the exit, leaving the prince and queen alone.

"Why were you standing behind my back? You're our eclipsian leader, you act like one."

"I've already said that I'm not fit for the role of leader, Mum. I'm not a hero, and I wasn't hiding behind your back."

"Maybe Arik was right. I've been too overprotective with you all these years after all."

They walked through several large halls. Seraphina knew exactly where they needed to go. They finally stopped in one of the halls. Seraphina let him inside and entered herself. It was a huge hall filled with bookshelves reaching up to the ceiling. Numerous rows of books, scrolls, various tables, and empty stands for writing were scattered everywhere.

"Let's start here. The history of the Dynasty, as well as information about the prophecy and the Eclipse, might be among these books and letters. But we'll have to work hard to find the answers. We have six months until the Eclipse arrives. Let's get started."

CHAPTER 5. Mum's Past And A Flower

Cedric, engrossed in another book, glanced at Seraphina. It was insanely hot inside.

His Mother took off her green travel cloak, revealing a simple shirt with a graceful neckline. Sweat dripped down her neck and chest, making the snug shirt damp and outlining her sexy figure and boobs. It was hard to concentrate on the books when she was sitting like that right next to him, but he tried.

He saw a sentence that stood out: "The 18^th descendant must marry the descendants of Laurence and Eldoran's only son."

"Only son of who again?" He was too tired to figure out the details and who he was supposed to marry.

He looked at her, watching her boobs jiggle, as she moved some books.

"Is there anything you want to tell me about what happened between you and this place, Mum? You've seemed uneasy since we got to the valley."

"There's nothing to talk about," she said coldly.

"Are you sure? You never mentioned how you met dad either. So, did it happened here?"

"I said it doesn't matter! My past is not your concern," she said, burying herself in the books.

"You sound so much like Elowen now." He sighed and stood up. Thoughts were bulring in his mind.

Maybe a flower will help loosen her tongue.

Seraphina kept silent. Cedric went to the door and left, passing through the halls and women, and making his way back to the vestibule. The Supreme Exarchy remained seated in the same spot, making notes in a random book.

He approached closer, standing right in front of her. Her chest was at the level of his eyes. "Ahem."

"What do you want, child?" She continued writing, undistracted and with eyes as black as the night. How could she see what she was writing?

"Just looking for something. I need information about the Black Briars. Where's the hall with the herb books here?"

She finally looked at him, and from that look, shivers ran down Cedric's spine.

"How interesting," she said, smiling. "What a surprising turn of events."

She was almost laughing, ready to jot down a note in her book, but her hand suddenly stopped. Pausing, she leaned back in her chair, enjoying the moment.

"What?" He swallowed. "What's so funny?"

"Go right, the fourth hall. Botany."

She returned her gaze to her book, dipping the quill into the ink, still wide smiling.

Okay. That was weeeeird.

He looked to the right but stayed put. "Can I ask why only women?"

She glanced at him again, this time with a mocking look, as if she found him amusing like he was a funny little creature. "Why only women?"

Cedric nodded.

"Because men are easy to figure out. They're easily influenced. Their minds revolve around mating... Sometimes they care so little about who they mate with that they even start showing interest in their own mothers."

Cedric composed himself, concealing any surprise. The Exarchy kept speaking.

"Don't fret; you're probably not the first intrigued by this forbidden idea. I've been around a long time, child. I've known your mother since she was a baby. I might seem blind, but I'm not. I've noticed how you look at her."

"I don't get what you're saying. My mother is just my mother."

His throat went dry suddenly. "This is gross!"

"No need to explain, child. I don't feel emotions like disgust, contempt, or judgment. I'll just say this: you have a shot at what your male heart desires. If you push hard enough, she might be into it. But it's your call to decide how far you're willing to go. Are kisses enough for you? Maybe some affectionate touches from your mother will satisfy your lust? Or do you want to go all the way and explore more?"

"You're crazy!"

"Maybe. But I understand people well, like my ancestors who made prophecies." She dipped her quill again. "If you want to impress her, you don't have to possess the most stunning or rare flower, nor be the greatest warrior ever. You just have to be the best version of yourself — the best you can be."

"I think we're done talking." Cedric turned back.

"You'll understand why I laughed if she tells you the whole story of what happened 22 years ago."

He passed through all the other halls and returned to Seraphina. His mother was peacefully asleep on one of the books. Her body barely moved with each breath.

Cedric approached with a clear intention to wake her up. Gently, he brushed the soft hair away from her face and neck, sensing a delicate fragrance.

"This can't be," he whispered, running his hand over her beautiful cheeks, trailing down her neck and shoulders.

I got angry because the Exarchy voiced aloud what I've been feeling these past few days. She voiced what I was afraid to admit to myself. Me and Mother? That's not right. I have to fight this. I have to resist my desires. I'm not an animal.

He saw her lips trembling as she breathed. Moving closer, her half-open mouth was almost within reach. It felt like he couldn't control himself; he just wanted another kiss. Is that wrong? To taste Mum again. Just one innocent kiss.

He moved his mouth closer but froze.

"No, I have to resist," he said, his lips just a few inches from hers. "I shouldn't. No."

His lips were getting even closer. Closer.

Suddenly, Seraphina shifted and sighed, closing her mouth. He managed to pull his head away right in time.

"Cedric? Is that you?" She lifted her head from the book, rubbed her eyes, and yawned. "Did I fall asleep? Gosh."

"It's late," he said, feeling his cheeks burn. "We need to go back to the camp."

"Yes, you are right." She yawned again. "I'm tired. Let's go."

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The village and camp were shining brightly in the dark night. Cedric walked down the steps, supporting his sleepy mother. "We haven't even rested after the journey, have we?"

Finally, reaching the bottom, Cedric saw a bright red rose in the moonlight.

I don't need to be the greatest soldier

He picked it up. "Mum?"

"Yes?"

"This is for you." He presented her the rose.

"A Rose? Why is that? Because I'm as ordinary as that?"

"No. Because you're strong, steady, and beautiful, just like this rose."

She smiled, almost teary-eyed, as she took the flower.

"Thank you, sweetheart. My dear son. My Cedric." She hugged him tightly, pressing her breasts against his chest. He still could feel the scent of her sweat. Seraphina's damp shirt clung to his clothes.

He liked the smell so much. "I love you, Mum."

"I love you too, darling. I'm sorry I was mean to you." She leaned back and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, a small secret gesture.

"Just a little peck, since your sister can't see us," she said with a smile.

He couldn't believe she actually did it by herself. The sweet Mum's taste was left on his lips. The back of his head was tickling again.

"Thank you."

She gently ran her fingers through his hair, as she always did. Seraphina looked at him carefully, twirling a rose in her hand.

"22 years ago, your father came here to study some books. The Supreme Exarchy offered him a chance to conceive children with a couple of girls that night, but he was the first in history to refuse. He and I had already met, and all he wanted was to be with me. The Exarchy said no, but she knew I didn't want that life. I didn't want to have daughters just so they could have more daughters. I wanted a son. I wanted to raise a proper son with goals beyond reproducing, with real life. So, I left to start a family with your Dad. They thought I seduced your father to run away. They thought I was a coward, a traitor who had abandoned them. It was humiliating for me, so I promised myself that I'd never come back here. I gave up my life here for you, Cedric. For my dear, perfect son."

She wrapped her arms around him, snuggling tightly against her son's chest.

"Because of me?" Cedric looked out over the valley, feeling the cold air rustling his hair.

"What a surprising turn of events," he murmured the Exarch's words.

Seraphina wanted a son, and now her long awaited son desires her as a woman.

CHAPTER 6. GREEN Cloak

He sat by the fire, wrapped in a cozy cloak. Cedric's body and bones ached from another morning's training with Eligh, and his face showed fresh wounds. They had been in the valley for weeks, but still hadn't figured out how to stop the Eclipse.

And he couldn't forget Excarchy's words about his love toward Seraphina.

It's not safe to be alone in the tent with Mum. What a nonsense. Me and Mum... I'll prove her wrong. I'm not an animal. I can control my urges. I love my mother like a mother. She's taken care of me all my life. These recent weeks have been tough for her, so now it's my turn to take care of her.

As he sat there, he listened to the night— the camp sounds, the wind, and the crackling fire. Amidst the many voices, he recognized one familiar, soft, and wise voice.

"We might have to stay here for the winter," Blunder said with a sigh.

"The Valley provides good defense against the king's soldiers," replied a soldier.

"I don't think it will come to that. We won't fight with the king. I brought my people with me to prevent bloodshed, not provoke If he decides to confront us directly, too many people will die. Arik understand that, he won't do that. I know him. No, it's not the king I'm concerned about."

"Are you talking about the Cult?" someone else chimed in.

"Yes, the Cult. The Exarchy has approved deploying our troops across the valley to secure the entrance. She, like me, is uneasy about Gargantua's men and his Cult. Exarchy just asked me to ensure that our people won't try to get closer to girls in the valley. We don't want unexpected pregnancies here."

"Cult?" Cedric wondered as a soldier plopped down beside him.

"Sorry if I interrupted, Your Majesty."

Cedric was surrounded by other soldiers in gray cloaks and armor. "We've got an idea. There are lots of lovely ladies in the village. We've been here for a few weeks and are thinking of heading out, maybe meeting a few girls, you know, enjoying ourselves a bit. We've got a meeting set up, and the girls are on board."

"No one is allowed to sleep with girls from the valley," Cedric said.

"We get it, we get it. The Lord made it clear about the consequences if he catches us. We're aware we can't do that. The girls know it too. But, there's no rule against, you know, using their hands and mouths."

Cedric gulped, glancing at his mother's tent where a candle flickered. He thought he saw movement inside as she probably prepared to sleep.

These soldiers probably don't even know that, as a prince, I allowed to actually sleep with girls from the village.

"Leave him alone. Maybe the prince isn't into women at all," remarked another soldier with a smile.

Cedric shot back, "It would be wise of me to execute you for saying something like."

The soldiers backed off, all pale; the one who had spoken was the palest of all.

"He didn't mean it, Your Highness." The soldier stood up. "Let's just forget about it. We were only joking about the ladies. Just a silly joke."

"Where's the meeting place?"

"Well. It's in a big building with a red roof at the entrance to the village. Tomorrow night, we'll be meeting with the girls there."

"Why did you tell him, Matt?" The palest suddenly grabbed Matt's shoulder. "He's going to give it all away to the lord or Riley."

"I'll come with you. I'll be right here, like always. Tomorrow." Cedric snuggled deeper into his cozy blanket. The chilly fall weather was getting even colder.

The soldiers nodded and vanished as fast as they came.

"They think I'm a child. I need to earn respect. Just gotta make sure it's not a trap," he mumbled to himself.

At that moment, he thought something moved behind him; he heard a sound. Cedric turned around, snatching up his sword. After so much training, he was doing it with no problem.

Among the tents, a person in a green cloak disappeared into the depths of the camp.

"Hey!" He hurried in pursuit, passing other tents and scattered cargo. The tiredness slowed him down, making it challenging to catch up. Cedric halted at a turn, finding himself blocked by two tents, with a horse directly in front of him.

"Trouble, prince?"

Riley, with a grin, emerged from behind. He looked at Cedric's sword. "Getting ready for another round with Eligh? I doubt it'll spare you from more humiliation and bruises."

"Get out of my way." Cedric slowly walked past the white-haired soldier and headed toward his and Seraphina's tent, bypassing the guards.

He stepped inside. "I think we're being watched, Mum."

Seraphina was getting ready for bed, already in her warm nightgown. Inside the tent, it smelled of flowers as she gently brushed her long brown braids with a royal comb.

"Lord Blunder's men are keeping an eye on our tent all the time. I doubt any spies would stick around," she said calmly, adjusting her curls.

"You trust Blunder too much. Maybe Dad has spies that can sneak in here. Secret spies?"

She laughed, nibbling on her little finger. "Secret spies? You're so funny sometimes, sweetie."

Seraphina stood up and then next moment placed a hand on her stomach, shrinking slightly as if in pain.

"Is everything okay?"

"Oh, yeah, it's fine," she said, smoothing her hand over her hips and adjusting her nightie. "Ugh, it's just my body acting all womanly, telling me it's ready for another baby."

He was a bit surprised, thoughts of the spy forgotten. "Another baby?" Cedric glanced at her belly.

"Don't worry, the pain will go away soon."

She moved closer, hugged him, and gently kissed his cheek. Her plump lips stayed there for a moment, spreading warmth through her son's body.

"Someday, when your wife goes through this, you'll do your duty and bring a new life into the world. The 19^th descendant."

He blushed because of the kiss and the discussion of pregnancy and offspring.

"And then the 19^th one is supposed to bring the 20^th, whose role in the prophecy is still mysterious," he said.

"You'll know about the 20^th descendant later. His role is important, but not crucial for our mission. I told you that before, Cedric. Remember, we need to find a way to stop the Eclipse. Tomorrow, we'll keep looking."

He nodded.

"For now, let's rest. Don't worry about the spy; I'm sure you'll keep me safe with your big sword," she said playfully, pulling him onto the bed on the ground. "Come here, baby."

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"We could use an extra pair of hands, Elowen," Seraphina said, standing at the bottom of the stairs with her arms folded, looking upset.

"I told you I'm not interested," Elowen replied, inspecting her nails.

"But you volunteered before."

"That was then. Now I've found something else to do. The library is just a bunch of books. What haven't I seen there?" She snorted, turning away toward the village.

"I can't believe it. You're my daughter, a descendant of Leronse, just like me. This is your home. Don't you feel anything special about this place?"

"All I feel is the scent of a thousand dissatisfied girls drawn into some weird community with no dicks. Zero dicks. And the only suitable dick, aside from Sir Blunder's, prefers the company of a books and, who could have thought, his own mother."

Cedric shot Elowen a mean look standing behind Seraphina's back.

"You're just like your father, Elowen. Can't see past your own nose," said Seraphina.

Elowen laughed. "Oh, believe me, Mum, I can see even past your big, crooked nose. You don't need my help; you're just scared to leave me alone with the soldiers in the camp." Elowen smirked.

"I'm done with this. We're done." Seraphina turned around sharply and went upstairs.

"Go catch up with your girlfriend, sissy." Elowen grinned, looking at her brother.

"You know what?" Cedric made a step closer to her. "You have no chance with Blunder. Why would the Lord pick someone as 'ugly' as you when he has the entire village to choose from with the most gorgeous girls in Eldaria? Huh? Bye, sissy."

Cedric hurried, and as he ran, he heard Elowen yelling, "You call me ugly? You're the ugliest one, jerk! I don't care what you say."

"Of course you do, sissy."

He struggled to keep up with Seraphina, his legs burning from recent training.

"You have a nice nose, Mum. Don't listen to her," he reassured, catching up. "Elowen is just jealous of your beauty—your lips, eyes, delicate face."

"Thank you, dear," Seraphina said with a smile, wiping her eye.

"I bet she's envious of your figure. Your..." He paused.

"My what?" She smirked, suppressing a laugh.

He peeked at her boobs, looked away, nearly stumbling. "Oh, nothing. Just your figure."

She wiped a tear from her other eye, chuckling, as they reached the door, passing the guards. The priestesses of the Library surrounded the Exarchy around the table.

"You're different from your father; he didn't enjoy doing compliments. I guess your sister took all of his..." Seraphina paused.

A painful scream reverberated through the library, originating from a far-off room in the vestibule, causing Cedric to shudder. The scream was heard for a few moments, and then abruptly ended.

The Exarchy remained unfazed, engrossed in her work. However, all the priestesses turned their attention toward them, silently conveying that they weren't meant to hear that.

"Let's go," Seraphina said, taking Cedric's hand and leading him into the right corridor.

"What was that?" He spun around, and the priestesses were still watching.

"I don't know but, well, it's not our concern; we're just guests here. Let's let the hosts keep their secrets."

"Even if someone needs help? Did you hear that scream? Can't we do something?"

"We can't. We need to focus on our own business and avoid unnecessary questions. I don't want us to get kicked out of here, do you?"

She closed the door behind them, breathing out.

From the corner of his eye, Cedric noticed another person in the room. For the first time during their stay, there was a priestess busy at the shelves, organizing some books.

"No more word about it," his mother whispered, taking a seat at the table.

It had gotten cooler than usual in the past few days, so he no longer had the chance to sneak a peek at her boobs. Still, she was wearing a nice brown warm shirt with a nice alluring neckline.
For the following hours, he had to focus on the books, shifting them from the pile right in front of him. "History of Eldaria and the First Civilizations."

No.

"Tales of the Great Journeys and the Rise of the Eclipsian Dynasty."

No.

"Starborne's Path to Power."

I've read this one already. More than once.

Cedric cautiously raised his eyes above another book in hands, glancing at Seraphina. She pushed back her chestnut hair to the side, revealing her neck and seductive collarbones. His Mum carefully tied her hair into a ponytail.

Meanwhile, he observed her arm movements, noticing Mum's bare armpits and the flexing of her neck and arm muscles. Interested, he watched, pretending to be engrossed in the book.

"I can see you watching, Cedric," she said calmly.

"Sorry, Mum." He shifted his gaze back to the books, blushing.

"Descendants of the Eclipsian Dynasty."

Descendants.

Suddenly, he recalled what he had recently read, that evening when they arrived at the library. He stood up and walked to the shelf, searching among the bindings.

"That's it. 'The Future of Starborne's Dynasty." He opened the book to a needed page.

"The 18 ^th Eclipsian descendant must marry the descendants of Laurence and Eldoran's only son."

"Interesting. I'm the 18^th, but who is the son of Laurence and Eldoran? I think I heard these names before."

He glanced at Seraphina sitting in front of him.

"Remind me, Mum, who were the founders of the library?"

"Laurence and Eldoran."

She turned to him, wearily resting her head on the hand.

"And who is their only son?"

Her expression changed. "Why do you ask?"

"I'm just curious about the library's founders. After all, I'm your son, and this place is also my home. Maybe Elowen doesn't, but I feel something special about this place."

She smiled warmly. "I'm glad you're interested, my dear."

Seems like that's worked.

"Their only son was Leronse. He was a great master, the only male, besides Laurence, his father, who had access to the books and information gathering."

"Leronse?" It felt like the ground had slipped from under him. "Isn't Leronse your..."

"Yep, he is my great-grandfather." She sighed, evidently uneasy revisiting her own past. "His blood was highly valued, which is why the Supreme Exarchy didn't want to let me go and marry your father. I am his last and only descendant."

"Oh, no." He froze, almost dropping the book. Realization dawned on him gradually. "No, no, no. So, you're the last descendant of Leronse?"

"Yes. Didn't I just say that?" She giggled, "So, why do you ask? Did you find something?"

Suddenly curious, she stood up, wanting to know what he had, but Cedric abruptly closed the book.

"It's nothing. It's nothing."

"You're really bad at lying, Cedric. Do you know that?" She placed her hands on her hips, and Seraphina's tense, angry gaze shot directly at him.

"I need to talk to the Supreme Excarchy," he said.

Cedric wanted to walk past, but she stood right next to him, trying to grab the book. He almost buried his face in her tits.

"Give me the book!" Her boobs brushed against his face, she wrapped her arms around Cedric.

"No, I can't, Mum." He held it behind his back. In a sort of fight, their bodies got tangled. She reached out, pressing her body against his, attempting to snatch the book from behind his back. He could once again smell her pleasant scent and feel the warmth emanating from Mum's soft body.

"You really think I can't grab that book from you? You don't know me very well, dear." With a swift move, she brought him down to the floor, keeping him pinned.

"Wow!"

She fell right onto Cedric, nearly jumped, collapsing with her whole body on him. "Almost!" Seraphina spread her legs and sat right on his groin.

"Ughhh, Mum. Stop it." His face turned red. He held the book, her fingers gripping the cover, trying to wrest the book from Cedric's firm grip.

Despite her efforts, he was still stronger, and she squirmed on his lap, causing him to have a hard-on. She rubbed her crotch right against his cock, and Cedric was burning with bliss.

"Ohhh, Mum." She rubbed it even harder, resting her pussy directly on his tip.

He could swear he heard her moan. "Ohhh, so hard."

Through the fabric of her pants, he could feel her cheeks. It felt too unreal to actually believe it was happening.

But then she froze, stopping the hip movements, and looked into his eyes with fear, her messy brown hair falling onto his blushed face. "Sorry, I..."

Seizing the moment, he quickly pushed her off, scrambling up and heading towards the door with the book.

"Sorry for the scene," he apologized to the priestess, who sat in the corner with an open mouth, and then closed the door.

"That was weird." Cedric said as he puffed up and ran to the vestibule, heading straight for the Exarchy with the book in hands. Standing before her, Cedric placed it on the table. "I have a few questions."

The Exarchy stopped writing and looked at him.

"So, you say that... huff just a moment." He took a couple of breaths, still trying to catch his breath after the fight.

"My Mother is full of surprises, it turns out. And it seems she knows how to fight. You have a very clean floor here by the way. It's so white and marble."

She silently looked at him through empty tattooed ebony eyes. "In our library, we uphold sacred cleanliness. This place is preserved from defilement, like the soul and body of our women," she calmly stated.

"Yeah, right. So, here's the thing," Cedric began. "You say that the library priestesses write prophecies. I want to know how. Where do you get them? Do prophecies always come true? How does it happen? Are there ones that didn't come true?"

"The priestesses of the Library are gifted with the ability to see what others cannot."

"Enough of this nonsense, lady. Tell me something real. How? How do you know it?"

She looked at him again with an assessing gaze. It was hard to tell if she was staring at his face through her black eyes or not. Like the first time they met, he felt a little uneasy, but didn't break eye contact.

"Spirits share insights with us about what might happen in the future. Or what might not."

"Spirits? How can spirits know the future? How can the future be predetermined at all? And how you talk to them?"

"Too many questions, child. Spirits only predict what is likely to happen based on the past, present, and the facts of our universe. And so far, they have never been wrong."

"Never? So, I should marry my mother and tie our destinies because of the damn prophecy? Because some spirit said so?" he blurted out.

"Marry your mother?" Exarchy tilted her head to the side.

"Forget it," he sighed, dropping his head in disappointment.

Exarchy slowly ran her hand through the prince's hair. "Prophecies don't always unfold as we expect, child. Spirits come to those they wish to speak with in dreams, and sometimes their answers can be confusing, spoken in a sense we don't yet understand. You're seeking answers in the wrong place."

He looked at her perplexedly.

"This place, this library, holds answers not only to here," she pointed to his head, "but also answers to here." Her hand touched his chest, right where his heart was.

"I don't understand it," he whispered.

"You will, child. You are clever. You're her son, so you'll understand it," she said, looking towards the exit with a thoughtful expression. "Goodbye, Cedric."

"Riddles again." He picked up the book and headed back.

Cedric opened the door, stepping into the room with a flurry of thoughts. "Mum, there's something important I want to talk to you about."

He reached for a book but noticed Seraphina was in tears. She sat at the table, crying over one of the books, her tears dropping onto the pages.

Turning around, he realized the priestess had left. "Mum?" He approached, expecting her, as always, to pretend like nothing happened.

He expected her to wipe away the tears and say she was just tired.

He expected her to smile, and then they would forget about this little moment of weakness.

But she didn't do any of that; she kept crying over the book even after Cedric made it clear that he could see her.

"Mum? What's wrong?" He placed the book on the table and sat beside her, wrapping his arms around Mum's warm shoulders.

"We shouldn't have," she tried to say, wiping her eyes. "Left the castle. I was so foolish. Neither you, nor I, nor Elowen are ready for all of this. What have I dragged us into?"

"Hush, Mum. This is not a reason to despair. We are saving the world. Did you forget?" He ran his hand up and down her warm, gentle back.

She turned, laying her head on his chest. "I found a book about the Eclipse, but there's nothing on how to stop it." She pointed to the book, its pages soaked with her tears. On the right side, it was evident that a large piece of the pages had been ripped out.

"We need to go back to your Dad. I want to go back to my Arik, back to love of my life. He'll forgive us for my mistake, and everything will be as it was before."

Cedric closed the torn book. It was titled "Spirits and Kings."

"We've come too far to give up now. Everything will be okay, Mum. We'll find answers in another book. I know it. Can you hear me?"

She nodded, his arms holding her head.

Cedric wiped a tear from her cheek. She looked so fragile and lost at that moment. He had never seen her like that before.

He leaned in and kissed her, sensing the salty taste of tears on her plump lips.

Enjoying the kiss, he thought. "I'm not ready to give you up to father. I won't give you back. And we have a prophecy to fulfill—the 18^th descendant and the last descendant of Leronse. But I'll tell you later about it."

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Seraphina calmed down and fell asleep in the tent. Cedric covered her with a warm blanket, kissed on the forehead and went outside, warming himself by the fire.

The 18 ^th descendant and the last descendant of Leronse.

He ran his hand through the hair, staring into the fire.

Didn't the prophecy suggest a connection through blood for these two? Maybe I'm just deep down scared of wanting this? Me and Mum...

He heard a noise behind once more. A quick glimpse of green cloak caught his attention between the tents. He hurried after. "It's you again. Hey, stop!"

Cedric tried to keep pace. The person in the cloak reached the camp's edge, oddly avoiding any guards. The figure darted into the forest, vanishing among the trees, leaves, and bushes. He followed the Green Cloak.

"Where are you? Show yourself! I'm not scared! Were you sent by the king?"

Another sound reached him; the Cloak reappeared from behind a tree. Cedric immediately aimed his sword at him.

"Who are you!?"

Even in the dimlight, he saw that it was a girl with a mask covering her face, black locks spilling from the edges of the hood.

"Your cloak is not familiar to me." Cedric took a step forward, keeping his sword raised.

The girl inclined and knelt on one knee, lowering her head before Cedric.

"What the..." He moved closer, sword still raised. "Stand up and take off your mask. Who are you?"

As he got closer, she stood up and, moving the sword aside, rushed into his arms. She tried to kiss him through the mask; it was a strange, uncertain kiss through the mask's wet thin fabric. More like a mimicry of a kiss than a real one.

In the next second, her hand descended to his groin, slipping through the pants and gripping his cock.

"Ughhhh. Are you a girl from the village?" He said when she finally broke the kiss. He couldn't see her face through the mask. The girl pulled out his dick.

"I can't. No, we can't." He wanted to push her away, but the sensations were too good to resist. Her hand was so warm, she smiled through the mask and grabbed his dick harder, taut its skin back and forth.

"Ohhhh, yes, I don't know who you are, but you are so good at this."

She slowly sank to her knees, grasping his cock with both hands.

His vision darkened. The unknown girl increased the pressure, jerking harder and harder, trying to drain him. He reached out and revealed girl's breasts.

Initially, she resisted but then gave in. Her young, firm breasts with prominent nipples appeared before him. Her body was obviously at its peak. She looked up at him as he touched one of her boob. It was a strange, condemning look, which seemed so familiar.

Finally, he couldn't hold back. She was too good at this. "Ughhh, yes, yes, I'm almost."

He grabbed her boobs, squeezed them, and yelled out. White sperm rushed on her boobs and her face beneath the hood. At that moment, he was willing to do anything for this girl. Waves of pleasure surged through his mind like bright flashes of light. He almost collapsed, feeling her hands still gripping him. She kept draining his balls until the very last drop.

After that she wiped her hand on the grass and tried to cover her boobs.

"Thank you. What's your name?"

He sensed she wanted to run away and grabbed her hand to prevent that. "Don't go, wait. I don't like secrets, dear. You choose a bad day for that. I want to see your face now. Please."

She resisted, trying to pull away. "Let me go!" She punched him right in the face. Though it hurt, it wasn't the worst blow he'd get in the last month, so he held onto her.

Her voice seemed familiar. "No way."

With a swift motion, Cedric removed her mask.

"Oh, no. Fuck, no. Elowen?"

Now he clearly recognized her green eyes; she tried to pull the mask back, but it was too late.

"What are you doing? What have you done? What have We Done!?"

"You think I enjoyed it?" she said, apparently giving up and taking off the mask. Pretending made no sense anymore. "You should have just let me go; you wouldn't have known anything, idiot!"

"Oh, so is this my fault? Why did you do that?" He pushed her away with disgust hiding his flaccid cock. "How did this even happen? It can't be, it just can't. You and me. Why?"

"You weren't supposed to see me. I wanted you to go back to camp, exhausted, and tell the soldiers that you didn't want to go to the village because you had already spent time with a girl. That way, they would think you're a coward or that you don't like girls. They'd laugh at you and... and... no one would respect you then!"

"WHAT?! That was your plan!? You wanted them to laugh at me?"

"YES!"

"YOU IDIOT! Why? Just... Just why? Why would you want that?"

She wiped away the semen droplets that almost reached her mouth.

"Are you really so clueless, sissy?" He felt like she might cry at any moment. "Our parents have cared only about you their whole lives. They loved you, worshipped you. Mum always wanted a son and completely forgot about me when you were born. They didn't want a daughter; they wanted a son. I hate you, always have. Why does everyone think the 18^th descendant is a boy? Maybe it's me? If no one respects you, then I'd finally have a chance to prove that I'm not just a stupid useless girl. The prophecies might be about me." She wiped away a tear along with a drop of semen from her face. "Disgusting. I'd finally be Someone and not just Someone's nasty sister. I just wanted Blunder's people to despise you."

"Elowen, I'm sorry."

She looked so vulnerable.

"Just go." She covered herself with the hood, hiding another tear. "I want to be alone. Don't you dare to tell anyone about what happened. I'll murder you and pull your guts out."

"You don't need to be the 18^th descendant for Mum and Dad to love you, Elowen."

"Easy for you to say." She smacked him in the stomach, pushed away and disappeared into the woods. He crumpled from the blow and fell into the grass.

"Ugh... Can't believe I didn't recognize her." He slowly headed back to the village. "I'll be haunted by this scene for a long time. I just can't believe she did that. Elowen jerked me off and I came on her face and boobs."

He returned to his tent, where a few soldiers gathered. In was already evening. "Here you are."

"We thought you changed your mind. We're going now," said Matt.

Cedric surveyed each one of them, still recovering from the incident. Elowen's firm, sexy beautiful breasts were still before his eyes.

"So?" Pale one asked. "Are you ready?"

"Yes, yes. Right. Let's go. I'm ready."

CHAPTER 7. CULT

He walked behind, dragging his feet. A strange weight had settled on his heart, and it wasn't just because his sister had just jerked him off.

She always appeared strong and stubborn. Does she really suffer because parents favor me over her? And now I'm also a hero tasked with saving the world. Maybe I can understand her. But that still doesn't mean its okay to do what she's doing, that still doesn't excuse what she did. Damn, I still can't believe it happened.

"Can't believe what?" one of the soldiers asked.

"Never mind." He raised his head, turning it toward the library. Several figures in dark cloaks were ascending the steps, illuminating their path with torches.

"I don't recall anyone in black cloaks in the camp. Must be some priestesses. Do they visit the library at night?"

"Hey, prince." the Pale one turned to him. "How many girls have you been with before?"

"Just leave him alone." Matt led the group.

"I had a few girls, but as a prince, it's hard to find free time."

Of course it was a lie. He was so over secured by his mother for his whole life that his only sexual experience was peeking after maids. No, that's not true anymore. His only sexual experience just happened with his own sister a few moments ago.

"That's rough," said Matt. "Finding a moment can be a real challenge. But hey, at least you're not a virgin like some of these guys."

"Hey, shut up!" someone yelled from behind.

"See? That's what I'm talking about."

The whole group laughed, and Cedric laughed right along with them. Suddenly, he felt a strong connection with these people.

He had spent many days with Blunder's soldiers on their journey, yet he had never even spoken to one of them. These were the men who had abandoned their lives to follow and protect him.

"We've arrived." They walked up to the house, hearing footsteps and people on the other side of the street. Despite the late hour, the village was bustling with activity.

At the back door, Matt knocked, and after a moment, a woman opened it. She appeared to be around 60, with weathered skin, tired eyes, and gray hair.

"I hope this isn't one of those man-hungry girls," Cedric whispered and someone pushed him in a back holding a laugh.

The woman let them in, grumbling maliciously, "You have an hour until midnight."

They found themselves in a large room with sofas and tables, trinkets scattered all over the walls. It seemed like this place was some kind of store before their arrival.

Only then did Cedric notice the girls sitting in the far corner at a low table. They were sipping tea in blue cloaks and chatting about something.

"Well, finally," said the red-haired girl sitting in the center of the table, appearing older than the others. "Did you get lost on the way or what?"

"No. Just had to wait for someone." Matthew glanced at Cedric, then back at the girls.

"I see. There's no point in introductions. We're not here to get married." The redhead smiled. "We'll just pick someone we like and the rest you know. Deal?"

Cedric stood by the door, wondering if it might be a trap after all.

What am I even doing here?

He didn't realize the red-haired girl was suddenly beside him, placing her hand on his neck. "You're adorable. Why are you standing by the doors like you want to escape? Are you scared of us?" She playfully ran her finger across his face. "I like you. What's your name?"
"Guess they don't know I'm the prince," Cedric thought and said, "Riley. My name is Riley."

"Pleasure to meet you, Riley. I'm Cindy. Do you like me, Riley?" She then ran her hand over his lips. "Or maybe you fancy one of our girls?"

She turned his head to look at them, and his eyes quickly landed on a girl with brown hair who looked a lot like Seraphina. They had the same eye color, face shape, and lips. Cindy, of course, noticed that he was looking at her.

"Do you like her? She's yours."

"What? No, she's just..."

"Hush, little one. Your look says it all," she said and pulled him forward, right to the girl. "Betty, meet Riley. Betty's mum owns this place."

Close up, Seraphina's look-alike resembled her even more. The girl checked him out like she was shopping and said, "Works for me, let's go."

"Don't forget, you're a guest here. Behave appropriately. Keep an eye on my girl and make sure she stays safe." Cindy stepped away, and Betty took Cedric by the hand, leading him toward a door that opened into another room. Inside was a small bed and a window.

"Do I need to take off my sword first, or..." He didn't finish as she kissed him. Betty pushed Cedric onto the bed and joined in. She jumped on his lap and slipped her hand into his pants.

Ohh. Seems like the girls really missed having men around here.,

He enjoyed kissing her, running his fingers through her brown hair.

"Why are you not hard yet?" Her soft hand rubbed his dick.

He wondered how to tell her that his own sister just jerked him off.

She kept trying to make him hard, stroking it and using all of her meager skills. It was more like she was trifling with it.

I can't believe I'm admitting this, but Elowen did it much better— more skillfully and with greater finesse.

"Just give me some time," Cedric said and kissed Betty again, and this time he thought of Seraphina. He inadvertently thought he was kissing his own mother.

And, as a result, this time it was different. He felt a nice tingling in the back of his head and chose to welcome these new feelings instead of pushing them away. After all, there was a prophecy saying he had to marry Seraphina. He got a hard-on...

"Mmm, Mum."

Betty pulled away, looking at him in surprise. "Mum? Really?"

"Darn it."

He noticed how someone on the other side pulled the curtain and peeked inside. After that, they quickly lowered the curtain back down. "Someone saw us."

"What? Who?" She turned around, but there was nothing there now. "Doesn't matter, my Mum will sort it out. Just relax."

"Something's not right. I can feel it." He kept staring at the window, which swayed from the wind or someone's movement outside.

"Yeah, calling me 'Mum'—that's what's not right."

The curtain twitched, person in a dark cloak pulled the bowstring.

Cedric moved quickly, spontaneously. He grabbed the girl; the sound of shattered glass echoed as an arrow whizzed through the air. Cedric positioned Betty in front of him, shielding himself with her body. The arrow pierced her chest and exited on the other side, not far from Cedric's body. Blood surged at his face and chest. The girl barely had time to utter a scream; she gasped and went limp in his arms.

He hadn't yet realized what he had done, nor had he understood that he had just used her body as a shield. The shock was overwhelming. Cedric pushed the lifeless body aside and leaped toward the door, drawing his sword. From inside the house came cries—both female and male—of pain. He stepped into the hall. The entrance door had been smashed open, and several figures in black cloaks stormed in. At the same time, Blunder's soldiers emerged, drawing their swords.

"Cedric!" Matt, his clothes torn, blocked a sword strike and struggled to reach him.

An attacker lunged at Cedric, swinging a sword.

Cedric parried the blow and steadied himself. The assailant aimed for his leg to knock him down, but Cedric held his ground and countered, slashing the attacker's hand.

Before Cedric could catch his breath, another attacker charged. Pale arrived just in time, blocking the strike and shielding the prince. "Get back to camp and warn the Lord—we're under attack!" Pale shouted.

He rushed toward the rear exit, bypassing Matt's dead body. The clash of swords echoed in the room. Cedric forced open the rear door beside the old woman's body that had let them in.

The sounds of battle surrounded Cedric, echoing from the forest, the village, and across the valley. Cries of women and the wounded pierced the air.

"I need to find my Mum and Elowen." He dashed through the woods, careful not to harm himself with the sword. A strange noise reached his ears from the library, but the trees blocked the view. The noise resembled a humming, a guttural sound of some creature.

Finally, he reached the forest's edge and looked up. Thick smoke poured from the library, and a figure emerged from the steps. It looked almost human, but a dark mist trailed behind it, staining the stairs black with each step. Its skin was pale—paler than the moon.

He didn't stop to look but ran, finally getting close to the camp.

Some tents were ablaze, and there was a skirmish all around. He leaped down, hiding behind a random tent. A few soldiers in black cloaks hurried past him. Once they were out of sight, Cedric kept going, soon reaching Seraphina's tent. He hurried inside— the tent was deserted, belongings strewn and torn. It was evident that a battle had taken place here. Elowen's tent showed the same scene.

Where did they go? Where are they? Where's Blunder? I need to find the Lord if he's still alive.

He headed deeper into the camp. A horse ran past him, nearly knocking him over, dragging a dead rider's body behind it.

Around the next turn, he encountered an adversary—a huge soldier in a black cloak, taller than Lord Blunder, with an armored red mask.

The cultist turned toward Cedric, raising his sword. The prince dodged the first strike, a move he had practiced many times with Eligh, and managed to graze the man's hand. In response, the soldier struck back, throwing Cedric to the ground. His head hit hard, and he struggled to get up.

The enemy swung again, and Cedric, attempting to dodge, presented his shoulder. The cold blade cut into his shoulder, slicing through the skin and reaching the bone. He yelped, and in the next moment, the brute struck him in the face with a glove, sending prince further back.

He fell, gazing at the dark smoky sky, feeling blood covering his entire face and mouth. Somewhere nearby, a horse neighed again. With determination, he pushed himself up, kneeling on one knee, disoriented.

Spotting the enemy close by, sword raised for a deadly strike, Cedric saw a horse racing by with a fallen dead rider. Gathering his remaining strength, he lunged forward, reaching out to snatch the fallen body. The sword whizzed past him, not too far away.

Horse dragged him along with the dead lion soldier, right into the middle of the camp. Trying to distance himself from the enemy, he collapsed near a tent, pretending to be unconscious. The wound on his left shoulder burned, but the headache was fading, becoming more bearable. He attempted to stand up again, still holding Moon Sword, a gift from Lord Blunder.

"Finish this one!"

He turned at the shout. There were more soldiers in black cloaks, he counted six.

"Out of the frying pan into the fire." Cedric stood up. Blunder's tent was not far away.

The cultists attacked, but just then, Blunder's soldiers appeared from the sides. They charged at the cloaks, fighting fiercely. One of the cloaks lunged at Cedric, but a soldier from behind stabbed the enemy in the throat.

"Prince?" Riley pulled his dagger out and rushed to the weakened Cedric. "We thought they got you."

"Where's my Mum? Where's my sister?"

"They're in the library with Eligh and Lord. They're safe, Prince."

"I need to make sure. I have to go."

Riley pulled him aside, helping Cedric stay on his feet. "You can barely stand, friend."

"I don't care. I have to get there. That's an order."

"An order?" the white-haired soldier smirked. "Didn't think you'd be handing out orders so soon. Go. Just don't die."

Cedric marched straight towards the stairs, bodies scattered everywhere - killed, wounded, butchered. Men in black cloaks and soldiers with lion emblems on their armor were all around. The scene was chaotic, with bodies and blood everywhere.

Riley lagged somewhere behind. All he could hear were the sounds of swords clashing and men in pain, but none of those cries belonged to Riley.

As he got closer, Cedric recognized the tracks leading right from the stairs to the village, hoof marks leaving behind black smoke.

Do these belong to the creature I saw earlier?

The tracks smelled of some strange decay, like a dead body.

It's not the right time to figure out who that is. I have to find Mum and Elowen.

Cedric climbed upward, noticing how cracked the steps were. In some places, the steps collapsed under the weight of those who passed here before, so the prince had to maneuver carefully and navigate around where the rocks with steps had crumbled.

The distance was challenging for him; blood still filled his face and eyes, and his entire left hand was covered in blood, flowing from a wound on the shoulder.

As he ascended, the smell of blood and smoke intensified. At some point he stepped into a blood. Streams of crimson liquid flowed directly from the entrance of the library, cascading down the upper stairs.

He reached the very top, the entrance slightly ajar, and around laid the bodies of the guards.

Cedric turned, watching the valley engulfed in flames. A horrifying, chilling sight.

So that's what the war looks like. I have to find my mother and sister as soon as possible.

He kicked the doors with all his left might, wielding Moon Sword.

The pure white sacred walls and marble floor of Archi-Library were saturated with blood. Mutilated and mangled bodies of priestesses lay around in various poses, and in the center lay the lifeless Exarchy.

Oh God.

He lost too much blood. A vile stench filled his nostrils, his head spun. Cedric collapsed.

Mum.

CHAPTER 8. MUM

Someone's voice called to him through the dream. He felt his arm being squeezed.

"Please, just don't die. Forgive me for all the times I've been rude. For all the times I insulted you. And when I said I hated you. Please forgive me, Cedric."

The voice was drowned in the vast darkness surrounding him.

He awoke to the rustling of wings, something walking across his bruised chest, claws digging into the dry skin. Cedric opened swollen tired eyes.

A crow was perched on his chest - a white raven with cloudy white eyes gazing into his soul. It looked at him, its chest moving up and down, and he stared back. The crow cawed and flew up, only to be blocked by the tent they were in.

It headed for the exit, vanishing into the bright sunlight. He felt dizzy from the light, and tried to move, but regretted it when a sharp pain pierced his shoulder. He looked down and realized he was lying bandaged on the bed.

The tent had a mix of herb and blood smells, with clothes and medical supplies scattered around. The bandages on him smelled bad.

"So you are finally awake?" Eligh came into the tent. "You're lucky. Training's off today, prince."

Cedric let out a fake chuckle. "Where are my Mum and sister?"

"They're fine. You should worry about yourself."

He touched his bandaged shoulder. "We were ambushed and... I wasn't ready."

"No, you weren't. But no one ever really is. You can't be ready for a fight; you can only prepare for it. That's something you gotta understand."

Before Cedric could say anything, his mother's voice called out from outside the tent.

"Cedric! Cedric, are you okay!?"

Seraphina rushed into the tent, going straight to the bed. Blunder came in after her, taking a place beside Eligh.

"I told you he'd be fine, Your Majesty," Blunder chuckled.

"Cedric," Seraphina said, taking her son's hand and kissing his forehead. "I was so worried about you."

He was happy to see her, to feel her soft kisses, to smell the scent of mommy's lush hair.

"I'm okay," he replied, closing his eyes as she showered him with kisses.

While Blunder talked to Eligh, Cedric quietly pulled Seraphina closer.

He dug into her plump lips. The taste of her mouth mingled with the scent of healing herbs. Seraphina's eyes widened in surprise, indicating she wasn't fond of such affection. She put her other hand on Cedric's chest, trying to push away and break the kiss, but he held her too tightly. He didn't care about anything. He needed that kiss.

Finally, she broke free of his grip and wiped her lips.

Eligh left the tent, and Blunder came closer, seeming not to notice.

"How are you feeling? We thought they got to you before we did, Cedric," said Blunder.

"They?" asked Cedric.

"Cult. They must have found a secret passage through the mountains and snuck into the valley. I took your mother and sister to the safe place as soon as we were attacked."

"What Cult?" asked Cedric. He could still feel the heat of the kiss on his lips.

Blunder looked at Seraphina with a judgmental stare, her lips glistening with saliva.

"Didn't you tell him and Elowen about the Cult?"

Seraphina blushed. "We didn't want to scare him and his sister."

Blunder turned his gaze to the prince. "The Gargantua Cult. They serve the King of Solarion. Their goal is to eliminate the descendants of the Eclipsian Dynasty, and they've come for you, Cedric."

He felt a little uneasy.

"When I couldn't find you in the tent, I thought they had already taken you, so I tried to save your sister and mother. The Exarchy hid them in the library for safety."

Cedric felt even worse when he heard about the Exarchy. He remembered the last thing he saw before he passed out.

"The Exarchy? She..."

Seraphina shook her head.

"She was killed by someone hiding in the library," Blunder said.

It seemed to Cedric that Blunder turned pale. Was he talking about the creature he had seen last night?

Cedric thought Blunder looked pale. Was he talking about the creature he saw last night?

"It wasn't a man... This creature wore a cloak, moved like an animal, and didn't need a sword to tear the Library guards apart. The way it killed the Exarchy..."

"Lord Blunder!" Seraphina exclaimed.

"Your son saw it all for himself. Eligh fought the creature and was the only one who survived. He saved your mother and sister. I arrived too late— it was as if the thing heard a call and headed away."

"I saw it leave the library while I was in the village. It left a trail behind."

Blunder narrowed his eyes. "You were in the village? What were you doing there at night?" he asked, clearly angry. It was the first time Cedric had seen him so upset.

Cedric's heart sank as he remembered what had happened. His comrades were probably all dead—Matt, the Pale One, and the girl, whose body he had used to shield himself from an arrow.

What have I done?

He remained silent, so Seraphina spoke up. "My son needs peace, Lord. Why it happened doesn't matter now. What matters is that Cedric wasn't in the camp when the attack occurred. He's safe, and I'd like to be alone with him, if you don't mind."

"Of course, my lady. Forgive me," he replied. "I'll leave you to it. I need to speak with the new Exarchy. Let the prince rest."

He bowed and left.

Finally, they were left alone. Seraphina lowered the entrance canopy to the tent. As she recoiled, Cedric kept his eyes on her lush big ass under the green dress.

He remembered their shared prophecy and pictured her in a beautiful wedding ceremony outfit. He bit his lip, holding back a rush of emotion at the thought of her leaving father and letting Cedric between her legs to fulfill the prophecy. Perhaps he could even conceive a child with her, the 19^th descendant.

No, this is too much. I'm not crazy.

She returned to the bed with a frown. "That kiss was not the right time, Cedric! They could have seen us! What were you thinking?"

"I'm sorry. I just couldn't resist." He looked at her, observing Mum's sexy neckline and hips. Seraphina noticed his look, but he didn't care.

"You sound just like your dad. You're scaring me."

She lifted his chin to the level of her face. "My eyes are here. I was worried about you. I thought something happened like you got caught or even worse. What were you doing in the village?"

He was so tired he didn't even feel like lying. He didn't have the energy to make up a version. "I went out to spend time with some girls. Nothing big, just pampering. I have needs too, Mum."

"WHAT?" Her hands suddenly clutched at his neck, and he thought she might strangle him. "You left the safety of the camp just to satisfy your man needs?"

Her expression made it hard to tell if she was deciding whether to strangle him or not. She looked furious.

Seraphina quietly removed her hands, glided them over his body, and stepped away. "You're so careless. I sometimes forget you're just a boy."

What followed was a mutual mistake. Things went wrong because of a misunderstanding. With a sarcastic tone, Seraphina said, "If you're struggling with your needs so much, maybe I should handle it."

Of course, she didn't mean it that way. She would never, ever. She just wanted to shame her son for his rash actions, but Cedric replied confidently.

"I wouldn't mind."

Seraphina recoiled in shock.

"Cedric! How can you... how could you say that?"

He realized too late what a foolish thing he just said.

"Sorry, Mum. I didn't mean—"

But Seraphina was already turning away, her footsteps swift and urgent as she fled the tent.

Good job, Cedric.

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He got dressed and went outside, leaning on his walking stick.

The camp was filled with the smell of death and looked bleak. Wounded soldiers lay everywhere, wrapped in bandages. Smoke still rose from a few tents and the village. The library on the hill looked pitiful, and some female priests were trying to repair what was left of the steps.

Walking was tough. His entire body hurt a lot, and the stitches in his shoulder were coming undone. With each step, he felt like he might fall, but someone behind caught him.

"Don't fall here, Prince," Eligh said, guiding him toward. "I thought you already learned that lesson."

"Thanks."

"I'd like to escort you to the Lord's tent. There's an important meeting."

As Cedric walked, the soldiers turned to look at him. Some stopped and nodded, while others knelt as he passed.

"Some soldiers saw your bravery in battle," Eligh said. "Others watched you struggle to climb to the Library, almost falling. When they saw you being carried out, they thought you wouldn't make it. While you rested, there was a lot of talk. It seems some people now think you're more capable than they first thought."

He watched as more soldiers bowed their heads, but some just passed by.

"I don't deserve it," Cedric said. He heard a cawing and saw the white crow flying in circles above. After another circle, it disappeared into the forest.

Eligh stayed quiet. Then Cedric asked, "I heard you fought off the creature."

"It wasn't a creature," Eligh replied coldly as they neared Blunder's tent.

"A man? I saw hoofprints."

"It wasn't a man either."

"Then who?"

"I don't know." Eligh hurried ahead and led Cedric into the lord's tent.

Cedric entered. It was full of captains and generals. Blunder sat at a small table, surrounded by rolls of letters and candles. Everyone bowed as the prince entered, including Riley, who stood behind Blunder.
Seraphina sat near the entrance, legs crossed, and looked away when their eyes met, folding her arms.

"You're just in time," Blunder said, clearly in the middle of a heated discussion.

Cedric carefully sat down next to his mother. "Where is Elowen?" he asked.

But Seraphina didn't answer. She stood up, trying to get herself away from her son.

"We need to plan our next move. Staying in the valley is too dangerous," the Lord said. "How's the search for a way to stop the Eclipse going? Are you close to a solution?"

Everyone's eyes went to Seraphina and Cedric. But they were both silent, having nothing to say, frankly.

"We..." Cedric spoke, but his mother interrupted him.

"We've almost found the answer, but we need a little more time."

"How much more time?" asked one of the generals standing near Blunder. "We won't survive another attack."

"As long as it takes" replied Seraphina. "This is about saving the world. There can be no rush!"

"We can rush if our enemy has similar plans," added another captain. He had dark skin and a beard. "We interrogated a cultist and found out that Gargantua intends to use the Cosmic Eclipse's power to murder our king and wipe out his entire army."

"Murder the king?" Shocked and pale Seraphina fell back; Cedric picked her up right in time and set her in a chair. He squeezed Mum's hand tightly before he said.

"Then perhaps their target was not only me, but the library as well."

Everyone looked at Cedric.

"The answer isn't there. Someone pre-destroyed some of the pages about the Cosmic Eclipse." He felt Seraphina squeeze his hand painfully. "But I know where to look for the answer."

"Where?" asked Blunder. The room fell silent as everyone focused on Cedric. Only Riley, with his white pupils, grinned mysteriously.

"I..." Cedric felt the weight of everyone's gaze, much like the day the Cosmic Eclipse was announced, when he first learned of the 18^th descendant's special destiny.

The Exarchy had hinted that he should seek answers from the spirits, though he still didn't understand how.

"Prince?" the bearded captain asked, noticing the long pause.

"I can't really say. You'll have to trust me."This response was disappointing.

"Trust you?" one of the generals, a short, broad man with gray hair, said as he stood up. "You haven't earned that right, kid. Our best men died protecting you. And all you give us is secrets?"

"Rosco!" Blunder interjected.

Rosco approached, and Eligh stepped forward, placing himself between the general and the prince.

"It was madness to follow this insolent, useless child in the first place. We risked our loyalty to the king, and for what?" He turned angrily to Blunder. "That's your fault, Elias. We need to return to the king and settle this. Our boys deserve to be buried home."

"You know we can't do that. I'm sorry."

General Rosco clenched his fists angrily and was about to walk out, but stopped. "And you," he jabbed a finger at Eligh. "don't you ever dare stand in my way!"

After these words, he left the tent.

"He'll calm down, sooner or later," reassured the bearded captain.

Blunder slumped in his chair, rubbing his eyes. "Meeting's over. Spread the word. We don't know where Gargantua used the passage in the mountains. Send scouts—maybe their camp is still outside the valley. Conrad." The lord turned to the bearded captain.

"Yes, my lord?"

"Send a messenger to the king. Report what we have seen - the creature that lurked within the walls of the library."

All the captains and generals turned to the Lord. "We don't know who or what it is, or where it's going. Is it connected to the Cult? We don't know. The king must know this thing is roaming his lands."

Conrad nodded and left the tent. It was already dusk outside.

Seraphina rushed off as soon as the meeting ended.

Seems like she's still angry at me.

"Let's go." Eligh roughly grabbed the prince's arm and lifted him up. "I hope you have a good reason to keep your mouth shut, lad. The lord is already being eaten alive by everyone for dragging them into this adventure. And you're not helping him in any way."

"I understand."

Eligh walked away, Cedric glanced up into the sky, but no crow appeared in the dim twilight sky this time.

What if he was mistaken?

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He went back to the tent, feeling the need for more rest and recovery. Cedric wanted to think how to win back his mother's favor.

By the way, where is Elowen?

Suddenly, someone entered the tent. Before Cedric could look up to see who it was, Seraphina's body quickly settled on top of him, trying not to crush her son.

"Uff...what are you doing, Mum?"

"Shh. Tell me something, dear. Why did you say that?" She ran her hand down his neck, in the same place where she'd clasped her hands together this morning.

"Said what?"

"That you wouldn't mind if I helped you with your man needs. You know it's a bad and inappropriate thing to say. Mums shouldn't deal with their son's needs. You know that."

He blushed thickly. "Well...You just caught me in a moment and I... I didn't mean it, Mum. I'm sorry."

"So you didn't mean it now, huh? I think I'm starting to realize what's behind all the kissing, the attention, the hugging. Isn't there anything you want to tell me, dear? I know I've been behaving very inappropriately as a mother for the last few weeks. Especially," she said and sighed, recalling the incident in the library. "when I saddled you that one time."

"Wow. Did you really just say 'saddled', Mum?"

"Be quiet and listen, Cedric! I was lonely, okay!? That's why I acted like that and did so many stupid things. After all, I've never been so far away from your father for so long. Don't judge me, and now tell me. Do you like me?"

"Like you? Well, yeah. You're my Mum."

"Not like that, dummy. Do you like me as a woman?"

"What? No, of course not, Mum. I just can't..." He attempted to come up with something believable as two lovely shapes, his mother's breasts, hung right in front of his face. "I can't like you as a woman because you are my Mum!"

"Are you sure?" She grabbed him by the neck again.

"Yeah. I'm sure!"

"Are you sure you are sure?"

"Mum, yes!"

She looked at him carefully, then exhaled in relief. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for this awkward conversation, dear." She removed her hands. "Elowen once said that you had a soft spot for me, but I didn't take her words seriously. She said if I cornered you, you'd confess right away. I decided, for the first time, to take my daughter's advice, and maybe I shouldn't have. It got a bit awkward."

Screw you, Elowen. Whenever you are right now.

"I'm sorry, dear." Seraphina was about to stand up when he firmly grabbed her thighs, gripping his fingers into her skin.

"Wait, don't go. Please."

"What? Why?"

"I... I like it when you sit on me like this. Just don't go."

He blushed even more.

She smiled. "You enjoy me sitting on you? It's a bit strange for a mother to hear that from her son. But okay, if that's what you want."

She gently kissed his forehead and then lay down next to him, keeping her thighs over his lap. She covered them both with a warm blanket.

"Why even start a conversation by jumping on me like that?" He could feel her warm breath and the beating of her heart. His mother smelled so nice.

"You probably forgot, but when you were a kid, I used to do this all the time when I needed to pry something out of you. But you weren't so big and strong before." She ran her hand over his bandaged chest. "Now you are so tall and full of energy."

"Yeah, I guess I forgot."

"Thank you for helping me at the meeting today. You were so brave—just like your father."

"Could you not compare me to him every time I do something important, please?"

She smiled. "It might be tough, but I'll try my best."

With her no longer angry, it felt like the right time to share something important.

"There's something I need to tell you, Mum. I found out about a prophecy that talks about us."

"Us?" Seraphina slowly raised her head, her emerald eyes locking onto him.

"That day when you straddled me. Well, I came across a book that mentioned something about the 18^th descendant of Starborne and the last descendant of Leronse having to get married. It's talking about you and me, Mum. We should be married."

"WHAT? That can't be true. Maybe you misunderstood something, sweetie."

She tried to get up. "It can't be us."

"I didn't believe it either. How can we be married? We're mother and son." He sat up more comfortably, letting his cock rest against her groin.

"There must be...a mistake, Cedric," she said and gasped, seeming to feel his cock touch her pussy, but he held her too tightly for her to budge.

"There's no mistake, Mum. Maybe this is one way to stop the Eclipse. Maybe it's meant to happen? You and me, Mum. We have to embrace it."

He rubbed against her pussy, feeling her weaken in his arms.

"What are you saying? Don't, sweetheart. Let me go, please. We can't," Seraphina whispered.

"Maybe I do like you as a woman, Mum. I didn't know why, but maybe it's to fulfill this prophecy between us?"

He pulled his pants down slightly, resting his cock against her vagina through the fabric of her dress.

"That's enough, Cedric." She rested her head on his shoulder, barely breathing. "Please."

Without realizing what he was doing, Cedric gently pulled her underwear off and at that moment a wave rippled through his body. He realized that his tip had touched the two halves of her wet drenched pussy. She was so wet.

They were so close to it. Just one more move and...

"I told you to stop!" Seraphina pulled away and scratched at his face with her fingernails. Cedric suppressed a yelp, clutching his face in pain. Seraphina stepped back, hastily gathering her clothes.

"You are out of your mind, Cedric. We almost made a terrible mistake. What is wrong with you? Are you out of your mind? From this day on I'll sleep in Elowen's tent. If you ever try to touch me or do anything inappropriate again, I will kill you. I won't care that you are my son, my child. No man has the right to treat me like that. What you just did is unforgivable, Cedric. And your father will know about it once we return home." She ran out of the tent as fast as she could.

His cheek was bleeding from a fresh wound. It hurt, but perhaps he had well deserved it.

He almost fucked his own mother.

They come dangerously close. How he gone from indifference to lust for his Mum in just a couple of weeks?

His mother was an incredible woman. What else is there to say?

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He found it hard to sleep, disturbed by memories of his unsuccessful interaction with his mother. It was a complete disaster, and he felt really embarrassed about it.

And also the Cosmic Eclipse. Many people had been murdered, and the solution to stopping the Eclipse remained elusive.

Feeling restless, he climbed out of bed. He needed to contact the spirits somehow. Exhausted, Cedric sat on the floor with crossed legs. Though he didn't fully understand his actions, it felt like the right thing to do at that moment. He remained in that position for some time until he realized it wasn't the thing.

"I want to get some air." He threw on his clothes and went out. The camp was awake, even though it was late afternoon.

Cedric stared silently at the sky, noticing a white dot in the night sky. It flew out of the forest and headed straight for the library on the hill.

"So the library it is."

The climb took a toll on him. The steps were partly broken, and his body resisted the effort. It was painful. But he had to do it.

As he got up, thoughts about the prophecy crossed his mind. After all, it says nothing about bonding or intercourse between mother and son. Maybe all they need is to get married and that's it. "I must put aside my vile thoughts. I love my mother, I cannot think of her in a bad way as a woman."

Finally, he reached the top. Once inside, the library still smelled of blood and death. The once-white marble columns and floors now appeared gray, not pristine.

A new woman sat at the Exarchy table. He couldn't see her face clearly but decided to get closer. It wasn't until he was near that he recognized her—the redhead from the village.

"Welcome to the Library, Prince," she greeted coldly.

"Hi. I didn't expect it was you."

"Yes, our first meeting was a bit strange." She lowered her head and, like the previous Exarchy, began writing something in a book.

"I'm sorry."

"Me too."

That seemed enough. He sensed the conversation was over and slowly moved toward the hallway. Surprisingly, the library was almost empty.

He strolled down the halls, heading back to the very room where he and Seraphina had spent lots of time searching. Inside, the lights were on, and someone sat at a table with their face buried in books. Elowen was asleep, her dark braids scattered everywhere—a funny sight to Cedric, seeing his sister dozing off over an open book, something he'd never witnessed before.

Under Elowen's head in the book was the Eclipsian Dynasty tree. He noticed his name, but black dots grabbed his attention. It seemed like some names had been erased clumsily, leaving traces of the act still visible.

"That's odd."

A gentle moonlight streamed through the round window, casting a soft glow in the room. Cedric made sure his sister's dark curls were out of the candlelight, covered her with his traveling cloak, and settled down on a warm rug at the other end of the room.

Uncertain of the outcome, he mused, "I don't know what will come of this, but it's worth a try." He covered his eyes, letting the moonlight illuminate his face, silently listening and breathing slowly.

Abruptly, a sharp knock interrupted his thoughts. Opening his eyes, he found the room unchanged, Elowen still asleep over her book, and all was quiet. The knocking didn't belong here—it was a clue he was on the right track.

He closed his eyes again. Suddenly, distinct shapes emerged from the darkness. Cedric observed a man with a golden mask covering his whole head as he moved through the dim cave. He wore the same cloak as the men who had attacked the valley.

The Cult.

"Has it said anything?" the man asked another cult member.

"No, Lord Gargantua. It just eats."

It was only then that Cedric noticed a large iron door in front of them. The guard opened it, allowing the masked man to enter. Inside was dark, with animal bones scattered all around.

"It's been a while. I want some answers," Gargantua said. Suddenly, in the dark, something shifted. It looked like the ceiling was coming down, but it turned out to be a creature stretching all the way to the top of the cave.

"To find the answers, you first need to ask the right questions," said a voice from the shadows. It was a rough, tough voice, like metal hitting metal. Two red eyes glowed in the dark.

"Who are you? What were you doing in the Library? And what do you know about the Cosmic Eclipse?"

The creature took a step closer, and through holes in its cloak, Cedric saw skin as white as snow.

"Those are the wrong questions. The real question is - who is watching us now?" replied the voice.

"Enough with the riddles!" said Gargantua.

But suddenly, the red eyes focused on Cedric. The monster moved toward him, and just as the prince was about to fall back, something pulled him out of the cave, and he found himself standing in a forest.

"I love the flavor of the fruit during this season," said the person. With bony fingers, they brought the sweet fruit to their mouth, making it disappear before it reached the veil.

"Want some?" They offered the berry to the crow, but the crow shook its head, cawed loudly, and began tapping the person's shoulder, reminding them of the guest who was present.

"Absolutely, you're correct. As always, my old friend."

Cedric took a careful step closer. "Are you a Spirit?"

The person briefly looked at Cedric (they didn't have eyes though), and then returned his attention to the berries. "Starting a conversation with a question, without even a greeting, is rude."

The crow cawed in agreement.

"Apologies, I just... imagined things a bit differently."

"Did you think spirits are always wise and speak in lofty words and prophecies?"

The crow flew away and disappeared into the forest.

"I think I did. Are you the Forest Spirit? Were you the one reaching out to me in my dreams?"

The spirit moved to another tree. "You are talking about the Muse. Yes, my spirits like to take on the forms of animals and visit the world of mortals. Crow does too, but it follows my commands."

"Crow is a spirit?"

"A true one."

Cedric noticed they were in a valley but refrained from asking the Spirit about their location. There were too many questions to ask.

"Who is that man I saw?"

"Does he look like a man to you? Just a lingering echo of a distant, terrible past—a dark shadow. Hmm, not ripe yet." The spirit tossed out a berry. "It's from a time before the Starborne, before the Eclipsian Dynasty."

"Is it a god?"

"God?" The spirit looked as though it wanted to laugh but couldn't. "Oh no, that would insult him. He's the one who tried to overthrow the gods but failed."

"He tried to overthrow the gods? Who is it then?" asked Cedric, surprised, but the Spirit stayed silent, focusing on the berries.

"I'm here to find out how to stop the Cosmic Eclipse. I need your help."

"Though I don't agree with Muse's ways — it's right in one thing. You're not ready for the truth and answers, Prince. The Spirits are watching. Prove you're ready to stop the Cosmic Eclipse. Your fate is tied to your mother and sister, Cedric."

"Are you talking about the prophecy? What does my sister have to do with it? She's not part of any prophecy."

The Spirit stayed silent. Cedric continued, "None of this adds up if Blunder's men just abandon me. You have to guide me to answers, tell me how to stop the Eclipse. Give me at least something. I need people to believe in me, please."

The Spirit moved away from the tree, gliding toward Cedric. "Unfortunately, our meeting is over. I regret it, but I must bid farewell to the berries. Look around, child; appreciate where you are while you can. It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"What?" Cedric glanced around at the trees and the valley ahead. "Why should I appreciate it? Why not just give me a straight answer?"

Suddenly, he noticed a building on higher ground— the Library, but from a different perspective. He hadn't seen it from this angle before; it was a part of the valley he hadn't explored yet.

Turning around, Cedric spotted a path through the mountains, a secret passage. "This is the way, the same secret route the Cult used! This is the passage."

Alone now, the Spirit gone, a crow cawed overhead. In that moment, he felt a strange sensation, as if everything had been turned inside out, sensing the warmth of the room and the soft glow of a candle.

"What are you up to?" came a girl's voice. A figure loomed over Cedric. "Are you allowed to leave the camp while you're wounded, sissy? And why were you yelling 'this is the passage,' 'this is the passage,' mama's boy?" Elowen asked.

"Elowen, you won't believe what I've seen."

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Cedric quickly shared news about the hidden rout with Blunder. They decided to wait until morning, and when morning came, Cedric's words turned out to be true. The place looked just like it did in the vision, confirming that the cult had indeed passed there.

Cedric became a local hero, and even the stern General Rosco stopped being upset. Blunder congratulated Cedric, patting him on the shoulder.

"Nice job, kid," said Blunder.
"Look at you. You're glowing with joy, I haven't seen you like this for a long time. But you're so wrong if you think I forgive you for what you tried to do in the tent," Seraphina said, sipping her wine.

Blunder set up a small feast to give everyone a break. And their prince turned out to be actually useful. So that was also a reason to celebrate.

"I don't know what you mean, Mum. We did nothing bad. By the way, the wound on my cheek doesn't hurt anymore. Thanks for asking."

"I didn't ask. And you deserved it. By the way." Seraphina went back to her drink, staring thoughtfully into the distance.

"I'm sorry, Mum. I truly regret what happened." He carefully took her hand.

"Mommy's little boy. Are you going to cry now? Asking for forgiveness from your mommy? Ha-ha." Elowen, who was sitting not far away, heard his words.

"This conversation is not with you. You know what? I preferred it when you sought forgiveness and cried like a baby while I was asleep. 'Please, don't die, Cedric,'" he mocked her.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, prick!" Elowen blushed, returning to her meal. But at least she finally fell silent.

"Did you have time to think about the prophecy, Mum? I know you don't like it, but our opinions don't matter."

Seraphina sighed heavily, speaking in a softer tone. "The prophecy doesn't exactly mention us, does it?"

"But it does mean us. Unless you know another Leronse's last descendant, Mum. Our destinies are linked in unexpected ways. And you know it! Don't deny it." He squeezed her hand, but she pulled it away.

"Not here. I don't want to talk about this horrible prophecy in public." She took a sip of her wine. "Let's take a walk."

Seraphina stood up and walked into the woods, with Cedric following her with his walking stick. "As you say."

"Good luck, mama's boy," Elowen chuckled, but Cedric didn't care.

They walked far enough away, weaving through trees and bushes. He wondered if the Spirits were watching them now.

"I'm sorry about the scratch," Seraphina said. "I got scared, and you wouldn't let me go. You tried to rape me, so you got off easy, honey. So... I'm sorry."

"I didn't try to rape you, Mum. The cut has healed already, like I said."

"I'm just scared, Cedric. This prophecy, it feels wrong, love. Why did the spirits create it? Why do they want us to be together? I don't understand and it makes me sick. I'm married to your father, I love your Dad. I already have a husband. I don't want another marriage."

"Forget about Dad. I believe our connection has a purpose we can't see yet."

"I'm not ready for that. Do you really want to cross that line in our relationship, honey?"

Cedric gulped. Did she really mean it? He gripped his cane tighter to keep from falling.

"Yes. We're going to have to cross that," he gulped, "line."

Whatever this 'line' meant.

She twirled the dress in her hands. "Fine, but I need time to accept the idea of marrying my own son. You should understand it. We'll get married when I say we will. No rush. Okay?"

He nodded.

"And tonight I think you deserved a reward, honey."

She suddenly reached for her bust and opened it, pulling her dress down. Right in front of Cedric appeared two beautiful lush breasts with nipples that hardened right before his eyes. They were beautiful breasts, his mother's breasts that had nurtured him.

"Wow, Mum. Can I, I mean, can I touch them?" asked Cedric.

"You may. If you wish, my future husband. But remember there's no turning back."

"I know." He took his cane under his armpit and reached out. His hands cautiously approached, his fingers recoiling from her breasts as if they had touched fire as soon as he made contact. He had never touched a real woman's breasts before, and here was one in front of him, his mother's.

"I don't bite, Cedric. Don't be afraid." She smiled, noticing his reaction, and gasped as he wrapped two hands around her breasts and squeezed greedily. Those breasts belonged to him alone now.

"Easy, sweetheart." She bit her lip. "I'm not going anywhere. Be gentle, please."

"I'm sorry, Mum." He could barely believe that this was really happening. It all seemed like a still distant dream, his mother letting him touch her breasts. How far was he willing to go?

He did the first thing that came to mind and moved closer bringing her nipple to his mouth.

"What are you... Ughhh, wow, sweetie." Seraphina gently touched the back of his head as he bit into her tender nipple. She looked around trying to make sure no one would interrupt them in this tender moment between mother and son.

"I can't believe we are doing that... Mmm, careful with your teeth, dear. Ugghhh. This feels nice." She closed her eyes, savoring the moment, letting her son enjoy her breasts.

For some reason, he expected her boobs to be filled with milk, but it was empty. He eagerly sucked on her nipple, finding it amazing even without milk.

"Thank you, Mum," whispered Cedric taking his head away from her breast for a second.

"All for my husband's sake. These breasts belong to you. And I'll have to get used to being called Mum."

He wanted to go further, wanted all of her. He moved his hand to her belly moving lower and lower, but Seraphina intercepted his hand.

"No, love! I'm not ready yet. Just my breasts, nothing else."

"Whatever you say." He kissed her breasts and then brought his lips to hers and kissed his Mother, both hands squeezing Seraphina's breasts. She squeaked in pain but didn't say anything.

She was the best Mother of all time for letting him do that.

"Should I keep going?" She asked when he was diverted from her lips to her breasts. "Maybe you need help with your, uh. "She looked at his hard-on. "I'm still not sure about this. Do you want it? Maybe that's still the line we shouldn't cross. I understand if you..."

"No. I mean yes. I want you to help me with that. I want you to touch me."

Seraphina tentatively pulled down his pants, letting his dick out. She put her hand around his bare cock and squeezed it. Meanwhile, he continued to play with her breasts.

"You're so big now, my lovely mama's boy." She began to taut the skin on his cock and a bolt of lightning went through Cedric's body.

"Ughhh, yes, Mum!"

"Don't be too loud. No one should hear us."

He continued to play with her beautiful breasts, kissing them while she worked his cock.

"Mmmm. You kiss my nipples so sweetly. Just like when you were a kid, dear." With one hand she continued to jerk and with the other she rubbed his hair.

It was enough to make him cum. The warmth of her hand transferred to his cock, his balls clenched, and it was like lightning struck his body.

"Ughhh, Mum! I'm almost..."

"I know, dear. Let it go, don't hold it. Do it for your future wife."

"No, ughh... I will do it for my Mum."

She smiled and gently guided his cock to the side. He squeezed her breasts even harder and at that moment he finished, staining a couple of nearby bushes white.

"Ughhhh, yes, Mum, oooghhh."

"That's it. So much for Mommy... It's so weird to say it. Now get dressed." She hurriedly removed his hands from her breasts and slipped her dress back on. He clutched at her breasts so hard she had to tear his hands away.

"I'm gonna have your handprints on my breasts now. I hope it was worth it. Not a word to Elowen, Cedric. She shouldn't know about us and the prophecy."

"Yeah, sure, whatever you say, Mum." He pulled up his pants, still heavy-lidded after his copious orgasm. Has it really happened?

She handed him his cane. "Let's go back to camp. We're lucky no one's been sent out to look for us yet. Let's go"

There was no doubt now. He would do it. He would fuck her at any cost. And there's nothing she can do about it.

He'll have her put on her sexiest outfit that she usually uses for Dad and he'll fuck her all day and all night.

The future didn't seem so dark now, but was full of color and life. The prophecy was the best thing that had happened to him lately.

And yet he still had some questions.

What was the stain on his family tree? What was the role of the 20^th descendant? What was that creature in the Cult's cave? What was it doing in the Library? And how could he prove to Spirit that he was ready?

"Cedric, keep up." His mother smiled sweetly at him as if nothing had changed between them.

Eclipsian Dynasty Pt. 03

Prince finds a way to make love to resistant Queen Mother.

CHAPTER 9. SISTER

Cedric walked silently down the Library corridors. They were empty at night, and he looked around, the books in his bag tending to fall out. In the other hand, he held his cane. It was strictly forbidden to take books from the library, but who needed rules when the fate of the whole world was at stake.

He walked out into the main hallway; the Exarchy's seat was empty for some reason. The path was open, but Cedric moved the other way. He walked around the Exarchy table and approached a big notch in the wall. There used to be a door.

A torch illuminated the downward slope, the steps leading far underground.

"I'm sure the creature came from here." There were noticeable dents and claw marks on the walls.

"Are you lost?" A voice from behind made him stir. It was the new Exarchy Cindy.

"Me? No, no, I just..."

"Just trying to find out Library secrets?" Cindy said calmly.

Cedric hurried towards the exit. "Good night."

"That girl that was with you that night was my sister, Prince Cedric." Exarchy took a place at her desk.

He did not answer, only hurried towards the exit.

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Seraphina brushed her hair, staring mesmerized in the candlelight. Elowen's tent was more cramped than Cedric's, but she felt safe here.

"What am I even thinking? Safe from who? From my own son?" She covered face with her hands, holding back tears. "Why did I do this? How could I? I pleasured my own son."

She hadn't forgotten Cedric's words. When he was about to release his seed, he said, "I'll do it for my Mum."

She pulled her dress down, running a finger over a tiny wound close to the nipple, the mark of his lustful touch. The wound hadn't quite healed yet.

Seraphina smiled, remembering how small he'd been after birth, and how he'd touched her breast to get to the milk. She was so happy.

And now he's a grown man with desires and needs.

"Mum?" Cedric stepped cautiously inside.

Seraphina covered her boobs and wiped her damp eyes. "Yes, sweetheart? Did you want something?"

"Can I come inside? I didn't see you in the library today."

"Sorry, I just needed some time alone," she said, brushing her hair.

"Are you planning to sleep with Elowen again tonight?" He sat down beside her on the bed. "Do you want to talk about what happened between us?"

"I don't... No, actually. I guess we should talk. "She set the comb aside and turned in her chair to face him.

"Let me guess," he sighed. "You changed your mind about getting married?"

Seraphina took his hand. "I just can't understand why this is necessary. How does our marriage stop the Eclipse? Did you think about it? I know you want to be a hero, dear, and play the husband role. And I'm so proud of you for that. But, you know, I'm your Mother. I'm not supposed to be your wife. And your father..."

"You love Dad too much," Cedric interrupted her.

"No, I mean... But, well, yes. I won't follow the prophecy unless I really have to. I mean, you wouldn't want to marry your Mum and be my husband either, right? Why am I even trying to persuade you here, huh?"

"Yeah, yeah, right. You're my Mum. It's awful to be married to own mother." He stood up and his hand slipped from her hold. "When are you going back to my tent though?"

"I'm okay here for now. Elowen needs me now. She's lonely and... Are you sure you're not mad at me for my refusal, dear?"

He hid his hands behind the back, clenching his fist. "Of course not, Mum. I love you more than anything and I respect your decision. Good night." He hurried out of the tent.

"I love you... too." She said but he was already out. "Well, that was kind of awkward. Did I say something wrong?"

Cedric punched grass. She was still too loyal to Dad and too in love with him. This is another problem that stands in a way of their potential relationship.

"I can't just erase 20 and more years of their marriage life together. Maybe it's just time to accept that it's over. She's his wife, not mine. She's my Mum."

He was about to enter his tent when he noticed Elowen sitting nearby. His sister with a cute giggle was silently playing with a caterpillar on her fingers. Elowen playing with a caterpillar?

That was weird.

But despite her seeming cheerfulness, her eyes were watery and there was a fresh cut under her left eyelid.

Maybe I should go over and ask her what's wrong? Yeah, right. She'd call me a mama's boy again and just run away. Like she always does. I don't care.

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Cedric sat with his back to the tent's entrance, leafing through stolen books by candlelight. He spread some books in front of him so that if anyone entered the tent, they would only see the prince's back.

The other half of the stack he hid under the bed.

He flipped through 'Spirits and Kings.' Seraphina cried when she discovered that one of the pages had been torn out. Now, he wanted to cry too.

She chose his father over him and meanwhile, he had no idea what the spirits wanted.

Cedric started reading about one of his ancestors, Anthragon, 8^th descendant, a great lover of women. Cedric's heart hammered harder.

"I would trade all the girls in the world just for my mother."

His heart beat frantically now as he recalled her gentle touch in the forest, and Mum's big lush bosom.

Damn, she's so good. It still feels unreal.

Until a couple of months ago, he hadn't even thought about the fact that his mother was also a woman, and a very stunning one. He was disgusted when he looked at her ass the day before they escaped the castle.

And now Seraphina occupied all his thoughts.

He angrily slammed another book shut, tossing it aside.

"None of this matters if the world ends. What did the spirit mean when it said about deals with mother and sister? There is no prophecy about my sister. There is nothing! I am not smart enough for your riddles! Why didn't it just say where to look for answers on how to stop the Eclipse!"

Flipping through another large tome he suddenly stopped on a page. It was a page with the Eclipsian Dynasty family tree.

The tree started straight from the great Arik and ended with Cedric and his sister. The ink on his name still seemed fresh, not dried out.

His attention was drawn back to the dark stains on some of the names. They were perhaps even fresher than the ink with his and Elowen's name. They made it impossible to make out one of his ancestors.

The 18 descendants were separated by dark lines--four black lines that divided them into groups of six each.

First line. First descendant.

Second line. Sixth descendant.

Third line. Twelfth descendant.

Fourth line. Eighteenth descendant.

He closed the book in anger. "I'm tired." Thoughts about his mother stirred his male gut, so he drifted off to sleep.

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Soldiers were training, campfires flickered, and sentries were roaming the valley. Another new day was beginning at Lord Blunder's camp. Another day waiting for the unknown.

Cedric met her this morning outside his big tent, leaning on a cane. He looked tired, with dark bags under his eyes. As he watched, Seraphina walked toward the forest.

She didn't even say good morning. Lately, she often goes to the forest instead of the library. I guess she's too afraid of me.

He couldn't take his eyes off two beautiful and firm curves of her ass. The halves moved in rhythm with her fast and confident strides. Fatigue prevented him from realizing that someone might notice his gaze.

I should just let it go. She'll never let me...

But before he could finish the thought, Eligh slapped his shoulder with a stick.

"Keep your eyes up, soldier. Did you left your sword in the tent again?"

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Cedric was catching his breath after training. His sore shoulder throbbed. A white raven circled above.

"I don't understand what you want from me."

"Me?" Eligh loomed over him. "I want you to stop thinking too much. Your problem is that you think when you're in a fight. Just let it flow and let your body fight. See you tomorrow, kiddo."

"Whatever." Cedric sighed and unintentionally eavesdropped on a conversation. Elowen stood outside Blunder's tent, but Riley blocked her.

"I want to see the Lord. He should know that I can be useful. Let me inside! Don't I have any rights in this awful camp?" she protested.

"Blunder has asked not to be disturbed, Princess. He can only see the prince, queen, and the generals."

"Oh, yes, I've noticed how often our mother visits his tent. They must be close, don't you think? Or maybe you're a little jealous of me and Lord?"

"Jealous?"

"Your cold stare might impress other girls, but it doesn't impress me. I'm sorry, dear, but you're not my type." Elowen took a step forward, and suddenly Riley grabbed her hood and threw Elowen into the dirt.

Cedric's fell painfully, staining her face and clothes. Her hair covered her face as she tried to hide her tears.

"No one wants you in this camp, princess," Riley said, placing his hands behind his back.

"Hey, you!" Cedric stood up and moved to the tent, raising his fist directly toward Riley's face. Strange, he'd never done that before. The sudden anger forced him to act. His fist clenched in pain, and Riley jerked back a little, blood spurting from his lip. He didn't speak but unsheathed his sword, aiming it at Cedric.

The prince did the same, raising his Moon Sword.

"Touch my sister again - I'll kill you."

Riley, with a bloody lip and an angry look, did something Cedric didn't expect - he actually attacked. The prince parried the first blow, stepping back. Riley continued the onslaught of sharp attacks.

Cedric wasn't a match. He fought back, trying to save his life. Cedric counterattacked, shoving Riley in the chest. He barely steadied himself and flung his dagger straight at Cedric. The prince recoiled, but part of the blade grazed his cheek, leaving a tiny cut. Blood rushed, and he wiped the cheek, preparing for another attack.

"Enough!" Eligh appeared just in time, knocking the sword out of Riley's hands and grabbing him by his suit. "You could have killed him with a dagger!"

"So what? You can't tell me what to do, old man." He shoved Eligh aside.

"Perhaps I should tell Lord Blunder that you're not loyal to our mission. You're not loyal to the prince."

"You have no idea how loyal I am..." Riley went inside the tent.

Cedric returned his sword to its scabbard and walked over to his sister. She was still lying in the dirt unable to gather strength to get up.

"It's okay, Elowen." He reached out to help his sister. He wrapped his arm around her cute slender waist and gently lifted her, wiping away the tears that streaked her beautiful face. Using a handkerchief, he wiped her cheeks.

"Cedric," she whispered. His sister looked so vulnerable at that moment. He brushed the dirty curls away from her cute face. He wanted so badly to comfort her, to make her feel better, and to keep her safe. "I'm here for you. Let's go, I'll walk you to your tent. Everything will be okay."

"Don't... I... Just leave me alone." She pushed at his chest. "Don't fucking touch me! I hate you, Cedric. I'm a nobody here and it's all because of you! I just want to die!"

She sobbed, covered in mud, and hurried back to her tent.

Cedric wiped the blood from his cheek as Eligh approached.

"Go, find your mother. Blunder is calling an emergency council again to discuss something important. Get some fresh air," the old man said, patting him on the back.

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"Who does he think he is?" Cedric waved his cane in the air. "No one dares to treat my sister like that. Even if she calls me an idiot, even she calls me a mama's boy and... and... other insults!"

He pictured Elowen's scared face again and heard her softly say his name.

"I love Elowen anyway."

Suddenly, he heard splashing and moved closer, hiding behind a random tree.

Seraphina dipped into the river. Water always helped her calm down and regain herself. Her dress, necklace and underwear were left lying in the grass. She wiped her breasts with water, squeezing nipples.

"Mmmm... Arik. It's been so long." She ran her hand between her legs but then pulled it out in disappointment. "I haven't felt you inside in months, because of your damned Eclipse, Arik. I think I'm starting to molest our own son. And also talking to myself."

She shook her wet hair, rubbing her eyes. Her hands glided over her wet, incredible mother's body.

Cedric swallowed, watching her.

She's so stunning. I would also steal her from this godforsaken place if I was Dad.

He made a clumsy mistake, and his cane accidentally stepped on a twig.

Seraphina covered her boobs and looked straight in his direction.

"CEDRIC!?"

"I'm sorry, Mum. I'm so sorry!" He turned away, blushing. "You were gone for a long time, and I... I got worried. Blunder is gathering everyone in his tent again. I'd better go back to the camp."

"Wait."

Seraphina rolled her eyes. "Since you're already here, hand me my clothes and help me get up."

He awkwardly approached. The water was just below ground level. Without looking at her, he extended his hand. She took it, and he helped her up.

But Cedric didn't release her from his arms; his hands rested on Mum's waist as she stood up. His fingers held onto her soft, tender skin. He lowered his gaze - her boobs were right in front of him. Hard drenched pink nipples were just a few inches down.

"Cedric, let me go." She looked at him wearily.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry. Just another second. Wow. Mum, you are so beatif..." He didn't want to let her go, but he had to when she grabbed his hand and tightly squeezed his index finger, almost breaking it.

"Ughhhh, Mum!!!"

"Do you remember I mentioned that I can do a thing or two as well? The priestesses taught us a bit of fighting, and your father also taught me to stand up for myself. Now, move." She lightly pushed his chest, and he had to step back, wincing as he rubbed his finger.

She lifted her clothes and put on underwear, necklace, then draped a dress over her wet body.

"It's okay, I forgive you. I'm not mad at you for taking a few glances, hiding behind a tree without my consent... Men. Your dad liked to peek, too. You probably inherited it from him."

Oh gosh, is she talking about Dad again?

He picked up his walking cane from the ground. Finger's still sore.

She continued, "That's how we met actually. I used to go to the river, and one day he was peeking at me. Can you imagine? At first, I was mad, but he was so charming. I couldn't resist; men were rare here. That same evening, after we met, we spent night together, and that's when we realized that I can't stay here. We wanted to be together forever." She touched her belly. "Sorry, you probably don't want to hear that. I miss your father so much."

Cedric rolled his eyes, his cheeks were still flashed.

"But still. Don't you ever spy on me again! Never!"

She sounded so much like Elowen now.

"Your father was lucky with me, but another girl is unlikely to appreciate if you do it. Let's go."

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His gaze constantly wanted to fall on Mum's stunning legs. It was so hard to look in a different direction. Cedric sat alongside his mother on council meeting at Blunder's tent.

"New Exarchy doesn't seem too happy about us being here," said Blunder.

"Why should she be? We are jeopardizing her people and the virginity of her sisters," said Seraphina.

"We are here protecting her valley! She should be happy we are here keep her ass safe," said tough General Rosco.

"Yes, protecting the valley from the danger we brought here." Seraphina now looked angry and Cedric placed his hand on her leg. Her skin felt incredibly soft. She gave him a slightly disapproving look from the corner of her eye but didn't say anything. She just gently took his hand off her leg.

"Let's talk about why I called you here today. The King."

"The King?" Seraphina almost jumped from her chair.

"King Arik sent an army here. Colonel Tilidus leading them."

"Tilidus? But Tilidus is at war with Solarion. The king is sending him only when he wants someone dead!" Rosco stood up from his chair.

"That is why I have gathered you here."

"Is the king going to war against us? But, my lord, didn't you say he wouldn't? I don't want to fight Tilidus' troops," one of the young captains asked.

"Me neither."

"Arik would never send his men against you for war, Lord Blunder," interjected Seraphina. "I know my husband. You and your domain are part of his Eclipsian Empire. He would never... Cedric, tell them."

"Maybe we wouldn't have to run away from home if he was the way you think he is, Mum," said Cedric.

Blunder stared pensively into the void. "I didn't know it could come to this. I've considered Arik my friend for so many years, and now he's sending Tilidus."

"Lord Blunder, I understand my husband better than anyone here. I believe his army is headed for negotiations or...or... something else. He would never..."

"For negotiations? Just listen to yourself, Queen. Maybe your son is right. Maybe you were mistaken in him, just like I was. The desire to control the power of the Eclipse has blinded our King. I would like to believe your words, but there's too much responsibility lying on my shoulders. We'll wait until you and Cedric finish your search. You lead this council, Prince."

"Me? Am I now the head of the council, among other things?" He looked at all captains and generals gathered here. Bald Conrad still hadn't returned and was absent today.

He locked eyes with Seraphina. She looked so stunning.

"I guess you expect me to act older than I am, but I'm still not a hero or the chosen one. You're expecting miracles from me, but I know nothing. And I don't have time for a council, I'm busy with my search."

"I don't think anyone else can step in for you, Prince."

"Well, there's someone who can."

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He smiled as he sat in front of his books, remembering their faces - how they freaked out when he appointed Elowen as the new head of the council. He really didn't have time for councils, with the Cosmic Eclipse approaching.

He looked at his family tree again. Four lines. Near each line was a black round. What does it mean?

That's the Eclipses. That's what it means. It's happened four times. And now it's gonna happen on my watch. The fourth black line is the upcoming Cosmic Eclipse. But if the last Eclipse happened under the 12 ^th descendant, over a hundred years ago, why don't we have any records of that day?

He turned the sheet. Weird, but he didn't do that before. There was an inscription in gold letters.

18 ^th and 19 ^th. When the night meets the dawn - one will stand, one will fall

"Right. Another riddle."

Someone suddenly entered the tent. Cedric jerked, hiding the books under the bed.

"Who's there?"

"Are you jerking off?" asked Elowen. "Disgusting."

"No, no. I didn't. Look!" He stood up, showing her his hands. "My pants are on."

"Whatever. I don't care. I just hope you weren't thinking about Mum!"

"I told you. I wasn't jerking off!"

She gave him a slight smile; her cut was almost gone, but she still hid it behind her hair. She nervously played with her fingers.

"Don't you want to tell me where you got that cut from?" He tried to brush dark locks of hair away, but she pushed his hand away.

"Do not dare touch me!!!"

"Alright, alright. Sorry."

"I fell, okay?" She sighed. "Fine, I didn't fall. I came back to the library a few days ago. You know, to help you and Mum with your search, but they told me my visits were over. I had exceeded my limit or some bullshit like that. And, well, you know me. I got angry and then I... got hit. One of them just hit me in the face. That's it. That's the story. But don't you dare to tell anyone! It's our secret. My public version is that I wounded while fighting the evil Cult."
"Why didn't you tell us anything?"

"It doesn't matter! Got it!? Forget about it."

"It's the first time you ever shared a secret with me." He grinned.

"Don't make me regret it, Mama's boy. Now, tell me something important. Why did you do that, Cedric?"

"Why did I do what? Gosh, I told you! I wasn't jerki..."

"Shut up. I'm not talking about that, you idiot! Why did you appoint me as the head of the council?"

"Oh." He hesitated.

"Because... you're smart. Smarter than me. You said you wanted a chance to prove yourself? Well, here it is. Now you're not nobody, right? Show them that you're worth something. You've earned it."

He lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, Elowen was standing so close. She hugged him. Her hair smelled so pleasant and soft. She cried into his shoulder, hugging him tightly.

"Thank you," she whispered. "For everything."

He paused, placing his hand on her head. It felt unexpectedly good to hug her.

"I love you, El."

"No, you don't."

He could bet she was smiling.

"Prince?" a guard suddenly entered.

Elowen's eyes widened; she pushed Cedric away and stood beside.

"Uhm... Yes?" Cedric asked, watching as Elowen wiped away her tears.

"I didn't mean to interrupt, but she wants to see you."

"She? Now? Who?"

"Exarchy. And it seems she's angry."

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He stepped out, making sure to grab his Moon sword. Before leaving, he took the page with the Dynasty tree and concealed it in his clothing.

"I'll find Mum." Elowen vanished, but Cedric paid no attention to it.

In the center of the camp, the priestesses and warriors of the Library gathered, with Exarchy standing in the middle.

Blunder's soldiers gathered to watch the scene.

"I don't understand, Exarchy. You can't do this!" Blunder protested.

"No, I can. Prince Cedric," Cindy addressed the prince upon noticing him.

"What's happening here?"

"The Exarchy demands that we leave the valley because you stole some books. Tell her that's not true, Cedric."

"Lies are the last thing I want to hear today. Cedric of the Eclipsian Dynasty, we are banishing you and your people from our valley. You abused our hospitality and violated our sacred rules. You stole our books."

"Screw your books! The world is going to perish in a couple of months, and you're concerned about these stupid rules! You are not banishing us because of the books. Am I right?"

A brief pause hung in the air. A white crow flew over the crowd, and Riley, standing behind Blunder, kept a tense gaze on it.

"You are right. I'm banishing you not because of the books. I'm banishing you because you brought death and war to my home. Our valley has become a graveyard for many of our sisters and mothers. And you're responsible for that. You, Cedric from the Eclipsian Dynasty. Get out. NOW! All of you, get out!"

She turned around and, accompanied by her guards, hurried away from the camp.

"So what now?" asked Riley.

"It seems we lost." Blunder glared at Cedric as if it was his fault. "We're leaving."

"But the Eclipse..."

"Don't pretend you care about our mission, Riley," said Blunder. "You never have."

"Cedric!" Elowen, out of breath, ran up. "Mum. She's gone! Her tent is empty."

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"Are you sure she's here?" Elowen scanned trees, peering into the forest. It was getting dark, and it became chilly.

"She often goes to the river to think. I guess being with me is too uncomfortable for her after what happened between us in the woods."

"And what exactly happened between you two in the woods?" Elowen asked in surprise.

"Oh... It doesn't matter. Do you remember what happened between us in the woods?"

"I'm trying to forget it like a bad dream."

"I actually enjoyed it." Cedric smiled, and Elowen hit him painfully on the wounded shoulder.

"Ouch!" He winced.

"I'm not our Mommy. I won't encourage your flattery and courtship, got it?"

"I was serious."

He rubbed his shoulder and walked ahead, approaching the water. The moonlight shimmered on the surface, and the forest was so quiet. But there was no sign of Seraphina.

"Did you really hear my words when you were out, Cedric?" She asked.

"Yes. I heard you." He took her hand. She probably wanted to pull away, shout the usual "don't touch me," but she didn't. Her cheeks turned red. She looked very beautiful in the silvery moonlight.

She reached out, touching the scar on his cheek from the dagger's blade.

"Thanks for standing up for me. Maybe I'm starting to understand why Mum can't resist you."

He suddenly leaned in and kissed her, embracing Elowen's waist. Strangely, her lips felt so warm and tasty.

She pulled away and lightly hit his chest. "Idiot! What are you doing? I told you - I'm not like our Mum!"

"Sorry. You're just so beautiful." His cheeks turned crimson too. They stood there like a pair of awkward teenagers.

"Do you smell that?"

"What? If that's some kind of new insult..."

"Stop whining. Look." She pointed toward the sky, where thick dark smoke was rising. It was visible even in the night sky.

"That's Tilidus. King's people are already here. They arrived faster than Blunder expected. Did the keepers of the Library let them into the valley?"

At that moment, something heavy struck him on the head. He dropped to one knee, everything swirling before his eyes. He tried to reach for his sword.

"Cedric! Help!"

He heard Elowen's distant cry.

"No, Elowen!" He swung his sword through the air. The blade hit someone standing nearby. He heard a female scream, but it wasn't Elowen. It was the one he hit.

Blood was streaming from the back of his head. Cedric swung the blade again.

"Leave him," another voice said. He stepped back and almost fell. He was blinded for a couple of minutes, but pretended to be ready for a fight. Another step, and he almost fell into the water when someone grabbed him by the coat and pulled.

He wanted to attack, but the unknown person stopped the sword. "You're bleeding." It was Riley. "How long have you been standing here? What happened?"

Cedric rubbed his eyes. "Did I lost track of time? Gosh, my head. They... they took them."

"They?" Riley tightened grip on his hilt.

"Library."

CHAPTER 10. Unravelling the secrets

He quickly climbed the steps with a small group of soldiers. Blunder let only a few people go for that mission. Lion's army was about to meet Tilidus' troops.

Riley walked alongside Cedric.

"Are you scared?" Riley asked. "Your knees are trembling."

"I'm just not over the shock yet," Cedric said, horror in his eyes as he looked at the building getting closer.

What awaits me there? Can I save Elowen and Mum? It's one thing to fight in training, and another to take someone's life in a real duel. No one is ever ready. That's what Eligh said"

Riley smiled, reading his mind. "Uncertainty is part of the journey, prince."

Cedric heard a caw. The white crow flew in, perching on the shoulder of the white-haired guard. Riley gently stroked it, and the bird, cawing, flew away again.

"Are you.... Are you a spirit?" Cedric asked.

"No, probably not. But I'm somehow connected to them and this place. Blunder found me here, in the valley, when I was a child."

Cedric didn't have time to ask more. They reached the very top. There were no guards. Riley went ahead and swiftly opened the door. Torchlight illuminated the vestibule, and the Exarchy's table was empty. A green cloak lay not far away on the ground.

"Elowen." Cedric rushed forward to pick it up. The soldiers entered. "There's a tunnel in the wall. They must be there; it leads downward."

"If you run ahead alone, you'll die." Riley stepped forward, holding his sword ready.

Following the wind, a crow slowly flew into the hall, inspecting the vestibule. It flew to the Exarchy's table, settling on the edge.

At that moment, as if the crow was what they had been waiting for, the door slammed shut. The torches went out.

"It's a trap."

"Of course, it's a trap." Riley looked round.

They were surrounded. Fighting blindly was foolish, but their enemies didn't care. They captured the crow in a sack. Blunder's men were being killed one by one. Someone grabbed Cedric by the hand and took away Moon sword.

"Weapons are not toys for children. Don't you know that, prince?"

He was just lightly pushed, surrounded by several women. He tried to break free, but he couldn't. His hands were tied. They descended further, dragging someone else nearby, and a bag with the crow hung from someone's belt.

"Where is my sister? Where is my mother?"

"You'll find out soon."

They walked for a long time, descending deep into the mountains until he finally saw light at the end of the descending tunnel. The light got closer, and one of the priestesses awaited them with a torch.

"Are the others dead?" she asked.

No one answered; probably just nodded.

The priestess opened the door, letting them in. Cedric found himself in a vast underground space. It resembled a dungeon prison. When his eyes adjusted to the dim light, he noticed people. But not women--men. Men and boys were scattered in the cells. They stayed still, just staring into nothing, breathing and making incoherent noises.

Cedric and Riley passed the cells, entering a room with chairs and wooden platforms with chains and leather straps.

"What is this place?"

"It's where the future is born." Cindy closed the doors behind them. "All of our knowledge and prophecies come from the spirits. Did you know that, Prince?"

She approached, picking up the bag with the crow. Riley silently observed, his entire face covered in blood.

"Exarchy said that some priestesses have the gift of communicating with spirits," said Cedric.

"She lied. Spirits don't like to reveal secrets unless you force them to. The Library has been using our men since its foundation. We use their bodies as vessels and try to trap spirits inside them. For some reason, our men are perfect vessels. Sadly, most men and boys die, but sometimes we manage to trap a spirit."

She took Riley's face, squeezing his cheeks.

"We underestimated your power, and you escaped. But now you are here again. How convenient."

"You experimented on me? Used me as a vessel?" Riley's white eyes filled with anger.

"Yes, and it's still inside you. Kukuwaya managed to escape once he got trapped inside your child's body. It didn't know how to leave you so it erased your memory. I guess that's what happened."

"That's why I hated every second of being here."

Exarchy inspected the bag with the crow. "And now we finally have Corvus. Can you hear me, Faithwinder? We've captured your last servant! What will you do now?" Cindy shouted, looking at the ceiling.

Cedric glanced at Riley, noticing him trying to retrieve the hidden dagger and cut the bound hands.

"Where are my mother and sister?" asked Cedric.

"They will be here very soon. Because of your presence in our valley, we lost some of our women. But fortunately, we now have the last descendant of Leronse and her daughter."

The door to the room opened, Seraphina and Elowen were dragged inside. His sister was unconscious. Their hands were also tied.

"Cedric." Seraphina looked at her son. Her face showed signs of a fight - bruises, scratches, and dried blood. It was clear she had tried to resist, and as a result, she had been punished.

"You dared to harm her? I'll kill you for that." Cedric tried to break free but received a blow to the face.

"We'll use your mother and sister as incubators to give birth to new descendants of the library founders. I'll take away your family just as you took away mine. I was on my own and I had to take on all this responsibility..."

"Don't tell me about responsibility." His face still burned with pain. "I know what it's like when it suddenly falls on your shoulders."

She stared into his eyes for a couple of seconds and turned away.

"I didn't know about what's going on here, Cedric. I promise..."

Cindy hit Seraphina in the face.

"Be silent. I have big plans for you two. All that's left is to find a perfect vessel for Corvus. Then all the spirits of Faithwinder will finally be ours."

Cedric slowly shifted his gaze to the bound Riley. His restraints were almost torn, but for some reason, he wasn't moving. His already pale face grew even paler; it seemed like he was listening to something or someone inside.

He suddenly looked at the Cedric.

"Prince. Tell Blunder that I have always been... loyal to our mission. And to him." A tear rolled down his pale face. Riley tore the rope and, with a swift motion, slashed his own throat with the dagger's blade.

A sharp, blinding light illuminated the room. The bag with the raven slipped from Cindy's hands, and Corvus was freed. When the light faded, and the lifeless Riley lay on the ground, two birds intertwined in the air--a raven and an owl. The owl flew towards Elowen, while the raven, cawing loudly, headed straight for Cedric.

"No, no." Cedric covered his face, bracing for the inevitable collision.

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But nothing happened. He opened his eyes, the light wind rubbing his hair, the bindings were gone.

"What... happened?" He looked around. He stood on a high hill, and below was a large city with a red castle in its center. He felt certain that the answer to how to stop the Eclipse was somewhere there.

"You completed the task."

Cedric heard a voice behind. He turned around. Faithwinder looked at him (though it didn't have eyes), with a raven on its shoulder. "Thank you. It was all Corvus's idea. He just needed to get inside. And for you - to bring Kukuwaya, I mean, Riley, inside with you."

"So, you just used me?"

"No. We observed how you took care of your family, your sister, and your mother. We were trying to understand if you're truly worthy. And you proved your love for your family. You are good brother and son. The library has caused spirits to suffer for many centuries. Their desire to know the secrets of the universe and the future led them to the fate of butchers. How many men, their brothers, perished? They brought back evil that had been hidden for many thousand years and should've stayed hidden. The Ancient One..."

The raven suddenly cawed.

"Yes, yes. I got distracted, you're right, Corvus." The spirit stroked the raven. "We waited for a long time. Alone, spirits are weak, but when there are many of us, there is nothing more powerful. And now, with the strength of my two faithful servants, Corvus and Kukuwaya, in the enemy's lair, I can destroy the library and free all my spirits. Your friend had no future, Cedric. Don't pity Riley as his sacrifice will never be forgotten."

Corvus flew up.

"You saved your sister and mother; you saved the spirits. We are in your eternal debt. The answers you seek are in the Red Castle. In my gratitude Corvus and Kukuwaya will follow you. They are spirits of love, two parts of one whole. They'll take care of you and, please, take care of them."

Everything flashed before Cedric's eyes. "Wait. I still have questions!"

But Faithwinder was already gone.

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It hit him like a splash of cold water, while warm air filled his lungs. Dungeon's walls rumbled and shook.

"What's happening?" asked one of the priestesses.

"Spirits..." said Exarchy.

Cedric tore the rope, breaking free. His hand reached out, grabbing his Moon sword from the priestess standing nearby. He attacked as Eligh had taught him. He wounded the first one, then the second, clearing his way forward.

Debris fell around them, almost blocking the entrance. Cedric picked up the dagger that had fallen from Riley's hands and plunged it straight into Cindy's heart. "That's for hurting my family."

She emitted a strange squeal, going limp in his arms.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"Me too." Cedric sharply pulled out the knife, letting the body fall.

Everyone in the room hurried to the exit. Cedric quickly looked one more time at where Riley's body was, but the white-haired soldier was already under a heap of rocks.

"Cedric! Help me!" Seraphina tried to pull the unconscious Elowen away from falling stones. He approached, cutting the ropes on his mother's hands. Cedric lifted Elowen, and they headed out of the room. Bright light, like after Riley's death, illuminated the corridors of the dark dungeon. Spirits were releasing, destroying the foundation of the library.

Most of the priestesses had already climbed the unblocked slopes. The vast chamber, filled with emaciated men dressed in rags, was still crowded. They weren't spirits, but rather victims of unsuccessful experiments. Empty shells.

"We must set them free!" He put Elowen down to find the key.

"Cedric! What are you doing! Are you out of your mind? We need to go. Come to your senses. We won't make it in time," Seraphina urged towards the exit.

"I can't abandon these people to die."

He spotted a key near one of the bodies (his eyes immediately noticed the metallic glint of keys on the floor). As he reached for it, someone closer to the bars snatched it away.

"Don't leave us. I know you want to help, boy, but there's no future for us. Most of us have been dead inside for a long time." It was an old man, one of the men in the cells.

"But I..."

"Go. Save yourself, kid."

"Eligh!" Seraphina shouted, but before Cedric could turn around, someone grabbed him by the neck and pulled him along. It was Eligh.

"The exit is in the other direction, Prince."

"But we can't leave them."

"You've done all you could."

Along with Eligh, there were several soldiers, all looking tired after battle.

"What is this place?" asked one of them.

"Doesn't matter now. Let's go. Run you fools." The old man lifted Elowen's body.

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Eligh carried the princess, and Cedric helped Seraphina. She attempted to hide it, but it looked like that when she was captured, she had been hit too hard on the head. She continued to lean on him, her boobs gently touching his chest.

"I'm so sorry, dear. Forgive me, Cedric," she whispered.

"There's nothing to be sorry for." He held her one boob and adjusted his grip on her body, continuing to climb up. "What's happening, Eligh?"

The upstairs seemed endless.

"Tilidus attacked. That's what."

"Impossible," Seraphina almost stumbled. "Arik would never..."

"Your husband has gone mad, Queen. It's time to admit it."

Another handful of the king's soldiers gathered at vestibule, when they finally reached the top. Conrad was among them.

"We need to leave the library before it collapses with us," Conrad said.

"We can't leave. There are books here!" said Seraphina.

"Forget about your books. They're already beyond saving." Eligh rushed towards the exit, and the soldiers hurried after him.

Cedric had to literally drag his Mum away when the building began to collapse. The knowledge accumulated here for centuries was now buried under a pile of stones. They miraculously saved themselves when the collapsing library only took a part of the stairs with it.

"The Library..." Seraphina fell to her knees in horror. She watched as the accumulated knowledge, gathered in one place for centuries by her ancestors turned into dust and ruins.

"You can't do anything now, Mum."

"I'm sorry, but there's no time for grief. Don't mourn scraps of paper." Eligh approached, handing Conrad Elowen's body. "You need to leave. Conrad will guide you through the secret passage."

Cedric only noticed now that the valley and the camp were once again engulfed in flames.

It was madness.

"What about you?" Cedric looked into the old man's eyes. "Will you come with us?"

"We must find Blunder. We have to save our lord." He drew his sword and placed a hand on the prince's shoulder. "I've taught you everything I knew, Cedric. Our training has come to an end."
"Don't say it. I... I'm not ready yet, Eligh."

"No one is ever ready. Go, do what you must. Save the world."

Eligh gave orders to Blunder's people and hurried down the stairs. Only Conrad stayed behind. Cedric looked back at the soldiers, thoughts swirling in his head.

"Come on. There's another way down here." Conrad rushed down and suddenly veered off, carrying Elowen's body down a steep hill.

"Mum?" Cedric turned around. Seraphina sat there, shocked, still on her knees.

"Arik would never... He would never," she whispered.

"It's time for us to leave." He helped her stand and followed Conrad.

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The path through the forest was tough.

"We almost there. Cedric, give me a hand here." Conrad handed him Elowen's body.

They kept walking through the valley, and it was hard to ignore the sounds of battle. The fight between Blunder and the king's soldiers kept going.

Sometimes Seraphina would cover her ears, unable to listen any longer.

"You're Conrad. Right? I remember you from the council," Cedric said.

Conrad silently continued walking forward, scanning the forest with his keen eyes for enemies.

"Do you know anything about the Red Castle?"

"Are you talking about Solarion's Red Castle?" Conrad replied.

"Does it belong to Solarion?"

"The Red Castle is the capital of Solarion. King Malachin lives there."

Cedric decided to keep quiet about the unpleasant fact that he now needed to go there.

"Cedric?" Elowen finally half-opened her eyes, touching his cheek with her hand.

"Finally. My hands were getting stiff, sissy. You didn't last long as the head of the council, did you?"

"What are you talking about. Ugh, my head."

"Over here!" Conrad pointed to the opening between two rocks.

When they left the valley, they walked for a long time, until dawn. Elowen could walk on her own now, but Cedric still supported her.

"I heard everything... Everything that happened. I don't know how, but... It's so strange inside." She touched her chest.

"It's Kukuwaya."

"Who?"

"Doesn't matter."

The night was coming to an end, but they kept going.

"I left all my things at the camp" Seraphina almost stumbled, but Cedric helped her. "So many books, so much knowledge."

She pressed her head into his shoulder, seemingly unable to take another step. His arms stung from fatigue, but he lifted Mum up and carried her anyway. She was slightly heavier than Elowen.

"We're almost there. The village is close. Put on your hoods and follow me. No one should recognize you." Conrad said.

They reached a village soon. Right in the middle was a big statue of King Arik. Cedric looked at his father's face carved in stone under the morning sun and then went with everyone into the house that Conrad rented with a few coins. He noticed that Seraphina didn't even glance at the statue.

"We'll be safe here. At least for now," said Conrad.

No one responded. Seraphina lit the fireplace, silently watching the dance of the flames. And Elowen went straight to bed.

"Thank you, Conrad," said Cedric.

"I'll keep an eye on the house. Rest, and watch over your mother and sister, Prince. I'm sure they're going through a tough time right now." Conrad left, leaving them alone.

"I need to ask you, Mum: Did you really know nothing about what was happening in the library all these centuries?" he asked Seraphina almost as soon as they were left alone.

"Not now, Cedric, Please."

"Swear to me that you knew nothing."

"I swear."

He sighed and sat down beside her, helping her tend to her wounds. Gently, he wiped away the blood on her cheek and lips.

"Your Dad was always so gentle, respectful. He wouldn't harm a fly... But to send his people against Lord Blunder. How wrong I was."

"I've said it before. We wouldn't have escaped from the castle if he were the same man you fell in love with. Maybe it's time to admit that he has changed? Maybe he... no longer loves you? And us?"

She remained silent for some time, contemplatively gazing into the fire. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I was so blinded by my love to him."

She burst into tears, loudly and terribly. Cedric sat beside her and hugged his mother. He ran his hands along her back, pressing her head to his chest.

"But I still have you, Cedric. My dear son."

He hugged her tighter, feeling a sudden surge of strength. "Her loyalty to Dad is fading," he smiled, feeling the beating of her heart. Or was it his heart pounding wildly? It was now difficult to tell.

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It was the middle of the night when he went to check on his sister. Elowen was peacefully sleeping, her hair falling across her face. She was so beautiful. He touched her cheek, then her chest, trying to feel the beat of her heart.

"Corvus and Kukuwaya."

"What are you doing, Mama's boy?" Elowen opened her eyes.

He quickly withdrew his hand, frightened. "I...uh...nothing."

"Do you want to touch my boobs?"

"What? No, no! I don't..."

As he answered, she took his hand and guided it to her breast. He loved the sensation, he didn't resist, just enthusiastically swam with the current. Elowen's breasts were smaller than Seraphina's, but attractive and beautiful in their own way. Her nipple was amusingly hard and small.

"Come here." She grabbed him by his clothes and pulled closer, kissing him on the lips. He did the same. His sister tasted like strawberries. Her lips were driving him crazy. Her mouth felt like the most warm and tender place in the world.

"What are you doing... Elowen? You should be recovering."

"What a fucking crybaby you are, brother. I almost died today. Just shut up and enjoy it."

She kissed him again and pulled close, and Cedric didn't resist. Elowen pulled down her dress, exposing her breasts and firm young ass.

She guided his hands to her ass cheeks, it felt like an electric shock hit him.

"I'll be honest. I don't know why, but I liked what we did back then in the woods too. I almost died and I want to repay you for saving me... Take off your pants."

"No, Elowen. That...that must be the spirit talking in you." He jerked away, but she didn't let him go.

"Shut up, idiot. What spirit? You've done so much for me already. Let me just repay you. I remember our kiss. I'm not stupid and I understand everything. If you going to fuck our Mum - you have to more experienced to satisfy such a woman."

"I'm not going to fuck our Mum!" He jerked away and sat on the bed next to her. Elowen lay on her belly, seductively playing with boobs and nipples.

"I was so afraid of losing you and Mum today." He brushed away her dark locks, tracing his fingers along her skin. She looked at him, and he looked at her.

"You are beautiful."

"Could you come up with anything smarter?" she smirked. Cedric climbed onto her, grabbed Elowen, and placed her on her back. "That's better."

Elowen bit her lip when he took off his pants. His pink tip peeked out, but he didn't proceed any further. "This is my... first time."

"Mine too." She grabbed his ass and guided him straight into her. His cock collided with the pink insides of Elowen's pussy and against his will went inside. "Ughhh, Elowen."

He closed his eyes, squeezing her breasts. She was insanely tight, and he just collapsed onto her chest.

"Unbelievable."

"I might not have much experience, but it feels like we should do more than just lie still when making love. Are you tired?" she said with a smirk.

"Just relax and let me savor the moment."

"I want to savor the moment too!"

He pulled his cock out and entered again, slamming into her. The sensations were too incredible to describe. He took her neck and kissed his dear sister one mire time. Cedric kissed her harshly, clumsily, breathing heavily. Elowen mooed with each thrust of her brother's hips. They covered themselves with a blanket.

"Gotta not wake up...Mum." He said between kisses.

Making love was so much better than imagining or thinking about it.

"Ughh, Elowen."

"Can you shut up, please?"

His cock went in and out perfectly; he moved his hips sharply and vigorously. He pounded her with slaps. Thrust after thrust.

"Oooooghhh, gosh, yeah." Her insides were juicy and soft. Her pussy was getting wetter with each second. He was wrong. The most warm and tender place in the world was her pussy and not her mouth.

Elowen dug her claws into his back, scratching at it.

"Ohhhh, yes. Cedric. Yes. Faster, faster."

He had no intention of stopping. He just got more comfortable in his position and continued to thrust into her in precipitous thrusts. He felt like the air was escaping from his chest, as if he might faint soon.

"Are you close? Finish... But not inside." She bit her lip and covered her eyes, enjoying her brother inside her. "Thank you for taking care of me, Cedric. Ooooghhh, yeah, Enjoy it."

He was just on the verge. Her tight vagina was driving him crazy, there was no way he could last much longer.

She squealed, twitching. Her vaginal walls squeezed his cock and he barely had time to pull it out.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes, Elowen!" He guided his cock to her breasts. The back of his head felt like it had been hit with a stick. The white liquid flew right out onto her red boobs, her face and stomach. "Ooooghhh, so good."

She watched rapturously as her body became covered in his sticky clots of cum, the insides of his balls. "Oh, yeah."

His lungs filled with warm air, a pleasant chill of bliss and pleasure traveled down the back of his neck and head. He finally shook the last drops from the tip and collapsed beside Elowen.

"Madness...What have we done."

She lay down beside him, covering him with the blanket in a motherly way. "We lost our virginity. Sleep. We're both very tired."

He wanted to sleep badly, but kept his eyes open.

"I'm so, so sorry. Cedric. You did so much for me and I...let you down." She lay back and a tear rolled down the bridge of her eye, falling onto the pillow.

"You have nothing to apologies for."

She didn't answer and they both drifted into sleep.

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He woke up alone, it was still night. "El?"

Her side was empty. He got up, put on his trousers, and went back to Seraphina's bed, lying down next to his mother.

"Who's that?" she half-turned, when Cedric put his hands on her waist and boobs, hugging her from behind.

"It's me, Mum. It's okay." He snuggled up behind her. Just like that first night in a tent. Cedric pressed his cock against her big tight ass. She felt it through her sleepy state and for some reason she smiled.

He smiled along with her.

"Goodnight my husband." She kissed him in the lips. This time she used her tongue. It was an incredible sensation - a real kiss, full of love and passion. And she was the one who initiated it. He finally kissed her. Their tongues entwined in a frantic kiss, saliva stirred and dripping down her chin as they lay on the bed. He seemed maddened by the kiss, but suddenly, Seraphina pulled away.

She rested her head on his arm and fell soundly asleep.

"I love you, Mum." He whispered to her ear and drifted to sleep.

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"Incredible." A young general in dark gray armor with the eclipse symbol engraved on his chest observed the ruins of the Library. "For centuries this place has been a repository of knowledge and prophecies. But you, Lord Blunder, destroyed it only in a month of your stay."

"Why... Why did you attack? Why? Why did Arik do that?" Blunder, wounded and battered, sat kneeling beside the slain body of General Rosco.

"You will call him only as the King in my presence. We weren't going to attack. Our great king is at war with Solarion. Why would he waste energy, time and resources on a handful of unfaithful dumb soldiers. If the queen and prince want to play heroes, so be it. At least they won't distract him from more important matters. But the letters that have been coming to him..."

"Letters?" Blunder looked at Tilidus through a blackened eye. "I don't understand."

"The princess reported everything happening here to the king--about the terrible abuses against her and her brother, about you holding them here by force, but worst of all, Lord Blunder. She informed the king about your audacity in courting the queen behind his back."

"It's a lie! I would never..."

"Silence! No one dares to steal the wife of the Eclipse Dynasty's king. You attempted to become her lover. For this, your people are sentenced to death, and you, Lord Blunder, lose all status and will be executed. Personally by the king."

CHAPTER 11. Mother Son 'Bonding'

The bright morning sun made him squint. He woke up feeling pressure on his chest. Seraphina was lying on top of him. Her breasts were resting right against his chest and he could feel her nipples through the tender and transparent nightgown.

Her hand was resting on his groin, one of her finger right on Cedric's cock. He looked at Seraphina's sleepy face - the wounds healed a little overnight.

"I won't let anyone harm you again, Mum." He moved closer, kissing her cheek and then gently moving to Seraphina's lips.

"Mmm... Cedric? Don't," she mumbled through the sleep, waking up and turning away, resting the head on the other half of his chest.

"It's time to get up. You're going to strangle me." He licked his lips to savour Seraphina's taste.

"What? Oh, sorry." She removed her hand from his groin and pulled herself, sitting up on the bed and wiping her sleepy eyes. Her dress fallen off, exposing the pale back. He could see half of her boob and round firm butt.

"Go wake up your sister." She slipped her dress over the shoulders, fixing he hair. "I'll make something to eat."

He got up and walked to Elowen's room door. For a moment, he hesitated, recalling what happened yesterday.

"Elowen, get up." Cedric opened the door, but the room was empty. His sister's few belongings were gone. "Elowen!?"

"Elowen left." Conrad slowly closed the door to the hut, covering the only half-open window.

"What do you mean she left? Where's my daughter?" Seraphina asked.

"She left early in the morning, packed her things, and headed back towards the valley. Your daughter made her choice."

"No, no. This can't be! She wouldn't do that. Did you let her go?"

"Could I stop Arik's daughter? She'll meet the king's people and return to her father. And there's nothing you can do about it, Your Majesty."

"But, but... Tilidus!"

"Milady. Tilidus is a dreadful man, but he would never harm the princess. He's too loyal to the king."

Seraphina sat down in a chair feeling numb, lost. She closed her eyes in silent inner pain and horror.

No one mentioned Elowen for the rest of the day. It was like she had never been part of their group at all. But Seraphina still occasionally opened the door to her room, hoping to find someone there.

During breakfast and lunch, Conrad watched the prince expectantly, never taking the eyes off him.

"If you have something to say, spit it out," said Cedric.

"I just want to know what now?" He finally asked. "What's our next step, prince?"

Seraphina answered for her son. "We'll return to Arik, just like Elowen did. Our mission failed. There's nothing we can do."

"Return to the king?" exclaimed Conrad. "After what happened? I left my home and family not to abandon our mission now. My brothers in arms are dead, Blunder is captured. No, milady. That's not happening."

"The library is destroyed, Conrad. What now? There's nowhere else we can go!"

"The Red Castle," Cedric finally spoke up. "We need to go to the Red Castle."

Conrad sighed. "I got it that you didn't ask about the Red Castle for no reason."

"The Red Castle?" Seraphina repeated in horror. "The Red Castle of Solarion? But that's the lair of the enemy. Malachin and the inhabitants of those lands are insane, they're fanatics. Cedric, we can't go there."

"Answers are there. Faithwinder said so."

"Who's Faithwinder? Maybe this Faithwainder just wants to harm you. Malachin will kill you once you set foot on his land. You're the son of his biggest enemy!"

He suddenly got angry, his hand clenched tightly around the spoon, his teeth gritted, and he shouted at Seraphina, "Do you think you know more than me? You didn't know what was going on in the Library all these years, and you were wrong about Dad! Please, don't try to teach me, Mum. You can go back to Dad if you want! Alone!"

Seraphina fell silent, shamefully lowering her head. Conrad finished his meal and stood up. "So it's decided. I will head to the northern border at Astoria Prime. It's not far, just a day's journey from here. I know a man who will help us cross the empire's border unnoticed. You know where that is." Conrad glanced at Seraphina and she barely nodded. "You should depart in four days. By then, I'll have everything we need for our trip prepared. While I'm away, be cautious around the locals. No one should know who you are."

He dressed in his armor, put on his cloak, and fastened his belt with a sword. Then, he left, closing the door gently. Seraphina and Cedric were now alone.

"Don't fret over Elowen," Cedric said.

"I don't. Never raise your voice at me again. I'll go swim up in a lake. I saw one nearby," Seraphina said as she got up to clear the table.

He felt oddly thrilled at the thought of finally being alone with his Mother.

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Seraphina walked through the empty streets and straight into a forest to the lake.

Arik's statue, standing in the very center of the village, seemed to watch her until she disappeared behind the trees.

Finally, Seraphina found herself alone for the first time since their escape and allowed herself to cry. Her Cedric could have been one of those kept in the Library's dungeons. How could all those women let it happen? All these men used as vessels were their brothers and sons. Could she ever harm Cedric even for the greater good?

Her thoughts unconsciously returned to the last months of her pregnancy.

"I'm sure it's a boy," she ran her hand over her belly under the dress, standing in the middle of the king's chamber.

Her husband, his head not yet covered with a multitude of gray hairs, pensively looked at some papers and maps in front of him, where figures were arranged - red and blue.

"Arik?!"

"Huh? Oh, yes, of course. The child. The 18^th descendant," he said strangely, then glanced at her belly, almost with undisguised hatred. Fire gleamed in his eyes.

"All you ever do is think about your kingdoms and throne. He's not just another descendant, he's our son."

"I'm just exhausted," he said, standing up and walking towards her. "We've been battling Solarion for as long as I can remember. These people fight like beasts. But the end of the Eternal War is close, I can sense it. This old king, Malachin, may cause problems, but he's weak. I'll defeat him and become the descendant who finally vanquished Solarion. I'll be the first ruler of a united Eclipsian Empire. The whole Elradia will be conquered."

"Even if you can't do it, I believe Cedric can. Maybe he'll be the first ruler of a united Empire?"

"Cedric?" He looked surprised, and she kissed him.

"You don't mind? I like this name."

"Sure, let it be Cedric. Cedric, Savior of the Eclipse Dynasty," he said, smiling faintly.

Seraphina sat by the warm spring, gently touching her empty belly. She looked into the forest, lost in thought.

"The kingdom and the throne were always his main focus. I was too blinded to see it. Ughhh." She trembled all over, sinking down and feeling a pleasant sensation between her legs. "Warm water affects me too much."

She bit her lip, reaching a hand down between her thighs. Touching her reddened cheeks, she suddenly pulled her hand away. "No. I shouldn't. Control yourself, Seraphina."
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Cedric stared into the fire, wrapped in a warm blanket. So many people died because of him, because of their belief in him. Like Conrad, they all left their homes for their mission, but he had not lived up to their expectations.

Riley is dead. And Blunder is probably dead too.

"So many lies. I'm not who they think I am."

He gazed into the fire, sweat dripping down his forehead, and in the tongues of flame, he saw fields of vines and dried blood. New life is resurgent. The future, new era. And on the throne of the ruler of the United Eclipsian Empire sits the 20^th descendant. A woman.

"What are you trying to show me?" Cedric whispered and pulled out from his clothes the only thing left to him from the library. A sheet with the family tree.

He ran his fingers over the spot where his ancestor's name should have been and turned the sheet, where golden symbols gleamed with the inscription:

18 ^th and 19 ^th. When the night meets the dawn--one will stand, one will fall.

"I'm the 18^th descendant. Will I really have to fight my potential son or maybe daughter?" He scratched the head, imagining his pregnant wife.

She's standing with her back to him, looking out over the kingdom, her hand resting on her big belly.

Then she turns to him.

And it's Seraphina.

His own Mother pregnant with his child.

The door suddenly slammed shut, and he nearly fell off the chair.

"Mum?"

"I'm back." Seraphina pulled back her hood and threw away the cloak. She was slightly wet, and her nipples showed through the dress. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." But before he could hide the sheet, she grabbed it. "Hey!"

"Did you take this from the library? You're just like your father. A thief. Hmmm, is this our family tree? I remember when the priestess came to the castle to write down your names. It's written with sun ink." She handed him the sheet.

"Sun ink?"

"It shines in the sun."

His eyes ran over the sheet, over the name of the sixth descendant - Thaloran. Cedric turned away, tucking the sheet back into his clothing. He pictured her pregnant again, and suddenly, his cheeks turned red. "So, uhm, has anyone seen you?"

"No. I didn't run into anyone. People here seem too intimidated by something. Or someone. I think so."

She took off her wet dress. Cedric saw her delicate white back and turned away.

"We have four days to spend somehow, Mum."

"You should keep training even though Eligh is gone." She put on another dress and adjusted her beautiful wet brown hair.

"Yes, I know. But we could..ugh... you know... Talk?"

"Talk?" She turned to face him.

"You could tell me about Dad. Why did he come to the Library when you met? Did he also steal something from the Library?"

"I don't want to talk about your father."

"Then we can talk about you. About us."

She looked at him closely.

"Fine, let's talk about your Dad. Arik arrived two decades ago for research purposes. He wanted to know someting about the Dynasty and its 20^th descendant. He claimed to have been granted permission to take the prophecy with him, but I suspect he simply stole it. I never actually asked him what he was doing there when we met. And he never wanted to talk about it."

"Right. The prophecy you've been silent about. The 20^th descendant. The 18^th and 19^th Starborne's descendants have to prove Eclipsian Sovereigns' right to the throne. And the 20^th descendant...?"

"It's already late, Cedric. I think it's time for you to go to bed. You can take Elowen's room if you want."

"No. I want to sleep with you."

"Fine."

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"The power of the Second Eclipse? I do not need the power of the Gods. My grandgrandfather, fool Alaric, thought he could conquer Eldaria in just a couple of hours of the Eclipse. He was mistaken. After all these years Solarion still resists!"

"But, Thaloran, your Majesty..."

"Silence! Let the power of the Eclipse flow through my veins. Slowly. Its power will be not as great and powerful, but it will last for a longer time. And this power will be passed on to my children, and their children's children. Erase all mentions of the second Eclipse from all chronicles. Our enemies must not know about it."

Cedric woke up and the voices in his head stopped.

He heard noises and felt the bed shaking. Seraphina was quietly groaning.

She turned to the wall, her right shoulder twitching.

He remained still, not showing any sign of being awake, just waiting. Suddenly, she groaned a little louder, her body twitching and jerking. Acting almost as if he was dreaming, he put his arm around her, hugging Mum. Seraphina twitched again, kissing his hand that ended up near her face.

"My... boy... Ohhhh." She exhaled, wrapping her arm around his hand.

She was breathing hard, and he noticed the smell of her sweat and something else. They stayed like that for a few minutes, with him looking at the back of her head, feeling the scent of her luscious hair.

Finally, he leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "You know I'm the only man worthy of you now. Father betrayed you."

He slipped his hand under her nightgown, touching her bare stomach and trying to reach higher, towards boobs.

"Don't, Cedric. Please." She closed her eyes, barely breathing, unable to stop her son's hand.

"Why not? We're supposed to be together by the prophecy. There's nothing wrong with this."

When his hands were so close to her boobs, Seraphina finally spoke clearly. "NO!"

Her hand painfully squeezed Cedric's wrist, forcing him to remove his hand. "NO, because I am your mother! The prophecy lies. Now, sleep!"

He sighed quietly and turned his face to the other side.

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The next day they hardly talked. Cedric pondered his dreams and what lay ahead, while Seraphina dwelled on Arik.

Later in the evening, she served dinner. "I know I'm not the best cook. Usually, the chefs at the castle or in the camp handled this. But it's better than nothing.'"

"Sorry for yesterday, Mum. I don't know what got into me."

"It's okay. No hard feelings, dear."

They awkwardly remained silent as the evening gradually darkened outside the window.

"If you don't want to discuss father, or us, then let's talk about our destination. Tell me something about Solarion and the Eternal War. When we were home, you always tried to shield Elowen and me from the war and news from the North."

She looked at him wearily, rolling her eyes.

"I don't want to talk about the war, Cedric. I just can tell you that the Eternal War ruined your father. His desire to be the first to defeat Solarion always brought out his worst sides."

"Then maybe you could just tell me something about the 20^th descendant?" He looked into her face, hoping to finally hear something, perhaps answers to his visions.

But Seraphina's face remained impassive; she silently consumed her food, staring into space.

"No. I don't want to talk about it."

He slammed his hand on the table. It was a sudden flash of anger, similar to when he attacked Riley while trying to protect his sister."'I know you're sad about Dad, but life goes on! Maybe it's time to stop whining and pull yourself together. How am I supposed to do anything if I know nothing!"

"Do not you dare raise your voice at me, boy," she clenched the handle of the knife in her hand.

"I'm not a boy anymore. I'm in charge here now, not you. You lost the last remnants of my respect when you first rejected our prophecy because of your love for Arik, and then when it became clear that you knew nothing about what was happening in your own home-- in the Library!"

"Library was never my home..." Seraphina said, almost crying. The knife slipped from her hand. "It was you."

"You're to blame for those people's deaths. You couldn't protect me and Elowen. You were lucky that I saved you."

She pushed the table forward with a crash and stood up. Seraphina hurried to the exit, slamming the front door behind her.

Cedric returned to the food, his anger surging, his veins pulsing on the head. His face flushed with blood, making it hard to think clearly.

After the anger subsided a little, he clasped his face. Feeling hopeless, anxious, and horrified, he wanted to cry but held back the tears.

"How could I have said such things to her? She is my Mother."

Seraphina only returned at night when he was trying to sleep. He pretended to be asleep, and she lay down beside him, hugging Cedric as he hug her yesterday.

"Forgive me for condemning you to this fate. Forgive me for everything."

He turned to meet her face and wiped a tear from her cheek. "It's not your fault. I'm sorry for shouting. I realized the importance of our mission too late. And people got hurt. I love you, Mum..."

Cedric kissed her tear-stained lips. It felt like by acknowledging their faults they grew even closer. Or so it seemed to him.

"I love you, Cedric. I'm sorry I can't marry you. And I'm sorry we can't fulfill the prophecy. It was doomed from the moment I became the mother of the 18^th descendant."

Cedric stayed quiet, gently caressing her lips once more. His mother looked so beautiful.

======

He woke up early in the morning. It was the final day. Today, they were going to the border. Outside the window, he could hear birds singing, and sunlight was streaming into the room.

He slowly turned his head, noticing a figure through the morning light. Seraphina stood with her back to him, leaning over her bag in search of something. Perhaps this noise awakened him. Apparently, she didn't have time to change and she just returned from the morning swim. Drops were still dripping from Seraphina's body.

His jaw dropped a little when he noticed her dress was pulled up, exposing her bare pussy.

Cedric stiffened at the sight. He had no control over his body and acted as if on instinct. He quietly threw off the bedspread and stood up, coming closer behind.

"Where is that damn paper?" she whispered. Only now did he realize that she was searching not her own bag, but his.

He pulled down his underwear and at Seraphina's next phrase "where is it, god damn it?" he entered his birthplace with a sharp slap against her ass.

"Ughhhhhhhhh!!!" He entered all the way in, fully, and only his balls remained outside her vagina. A wave of incredible pleasure swept through the body. It was an incredible sensation.

"Agghhhh... Cedric?!" Seraphina tried to wriggle out, but he grabbed her waist and held her bent over.

Her wet dress felt cold, but her insides were insanely warm and cuddly. Her sticky, slick, sweet insides clung tightly to his cock. He couldn't pinpoint the sensations for a few seconds, it was both strange to be inside her and euphoric to the point of madness at the same time.

"Ohhh, Mum!!!!"

He tried to go in even deeper, but there was just nowhere else to go, so licking the edge of his mouth Cedric moved his hips backwards.

"Ohhhhhh, unbelievable," he groaned and shuddered one more time as a wave of insane euphoria struck his head.

"No, Cedric. Don't! Mmmm." Seraphina tried to suppress a moan, still bent over. "You shouldn't... We can't!"

At that moment he entered her again with a sharp thrust as if making one last thrust before ejaculating, plunging as deep into her vagina as he could. He didn't hear her, he couldn't hear her. He was drowning in his rapture, fumbling with the waistband of her dress, pulling it even higher.

"Ohhhh, I can't believe I'm finally inside you." He lifted his head, taking a deep breath.

"Don't, Cedric." She tried to wriggle out again, but he pulled her down again. "No, Cedric."

He bit his lip, he was torn with excitement, so he withdrew again, about to take another thrust and delve into her, plunge into the mad pleasure of love.

But that was the end of it.

"I said No!" She pushed him away with a sharp thrust, his cock full of her juice slipping out of the vagina. Seraphina straightened up and turned around to punch him in the face.

It was a surprisingly strong punch, stronger than Elowen's blow in the forest. Everything went blurry before the eyes, and he nearly fell. Strangely, the pain seemed to heighten the pleasure.

Seraphina struck again. This time the blow was stronger, but he stood his ground once more. Blood trickled from his lips; her nail scratched his cheek. She wanted to strike again, but this time he grew tired of being hit in the face, so Cedric intercepted the wrist.

"Have you completely lost your mind? What have you done? How could you do this? You penetrated me!" She swung her other hand, but he intercepted it too.

"Stop hitting me. I'm sorry, okay? Is that what you want to hear? I'm sorry!"

She kneed him in the stomach. Looks like she wasn't kidding. She knew how to fight.

It was the most painful blow of the morning. He bent over in front of her, falling to his knees and releasing the grip. It felt like some organ was definitely hit.

"Ugh." Something fell in front of his face. It was a bucket.

"Go get water from the well. I don't want to see you right now. I'll think about what you've done and the trouble you've caused! I just can't believe it! Gods, give me strength!" Seraphina held back from hitting him again, grabbed some things, and went into another room, slamming the door behind her.

"Well, it could've been worse. She could've killed me."

======

He stepped out of the hut, rubbing his eyes. Sheet with the family tree was still with him. Was she looking for it?

Did it really happen? I entered it, and it was so incredibly good.

The statue of his father seemed to gaze at him from all directions, towering over the entire village.

Standing by the well and observing the statue of his father, he heard a voice from behind.

"Dear, would you help an old lady fetch some water?" An old lady extended a bucket towards him.

Cedric considered refusing - he didn't like carrying heavy weights. And to do it for someone other than himself? But he nodded anyway; besides, his body had grown slightly stronger.

At that moment, the old woman's lips twisted and uttered some sounds. He could swear they sounded like words, but he couldn't make them out.

"What... what did you say?"

She smiled, as if mocking him. "I said thank you. Don't you speak Solarion? I knew right away you're not from here. You argue a lot with your girlfriend, don't you?"

She looked at blood on his lips and cheek.

"There's only one language. Elradian."

"Oh no, son. There are many languages. There were many until the conquerors from the Eclipsian Dynasty came. Many in Gshaan still speak Solarion."

Only now did he notice a small tattoo on the old woman's pale face. "You're Solarion. And this is Gshaan - the last of the conquered by Eclipse Empire cities of Solarion."

"And you shouldn't be here, son." The old woman smiled through yellow teeth. "Don't linger here for long. I don't know why you came here or for how long, but life in Gshaan is dreadful. It's better to leave while you can. You're young, you have nothing to do in this awful place. Our town has known no peace since the times when we were captured. One day Solarion will free us, and we will live in peace."

"Solarion? But aren't you thriving under the Eclipse Empire?"

"Huh! Does it seem like we're thriving? Our town is impoverished, we're kept in fear, and they levy too much tribute from us. The king's people only care about the statue. Do you think he's here for any other reason than trying to scare us?"

Cedric glanced again at the statue and the cold expression of his father's stone face. At that moment, the old woman's lips uttered sounds again.

"Excuse me?"

"Let the Dynasty of Eclipse and all its damned lineage be cursed. Murderers."

"You're insane. All Solarions are insane. That's it. You just don't know what you are talking about."

She suddenly laughed, loudly and kindly. "I didn't expect any other reaction from a child of the empire."

He grabbed his bucket and hurried back to his hut.

"Crazy old lady."

======

The sun was setting, casting darkness.

"I'm so sorry, Mum." Cedric packed his bag to leave.

Seraphina sat beside him, gazing out of the window in the opposite direction.

"Let's talk about it later. For now, I don't want to discuss it."

They waited until the patrol in black empire armor passed by and then left the hut.

He walked behind, the bag with his stuff was so damn heavy, but he kept going; Seraphina's ass was making him follow her. He couldn't take his eyes off it. Even in a cloak, hood, and with a bag, he would easly recognize his Mum by the look of her two rear sexy bulges.

"We will go through forests, the main road is too dangerous," she said.

They were about to leave Gshaan when Cedric suddenly halted. Moonlight illuminated his father's statue whose face was pointing directly at him, prompting him to turn around.

Before him stretched out a large cemetery, brimming with graves, both old and new.

An inscription outside the cemetery read.

"For those who refused to live under the Eternal Eclipse."

Seraphina grabbed his hand and urged him forward.

"We can't stop! They might spot us," she whispered urgently.

He nodded, and they left the town.

Seraphina and Cedric navigated through the forest. Cedric fondly recalled the hikes with Blunder and his people. Now, they traveled alone.

"Should we make a camp?" he asked.

"No, we'll travel at night. It's safer. By morning, we'll reach our destination," she replied, leading the way, skirting hills and carefully maneuvering through trees and bushes.

"I want to put today behind us. I mean, uhm, what happened between us there," Seraphina said suddenly, her tone serious as she half-turned her head. "Let's forget THAT ever happened and never speak of it again. Never. And by never I mean NEVER! Never, Cedric. This horrible, horrible incident should be forgotten."

"Okay, if that's what you want..."

"No." She abruptly halted, and Cedric almost bumped into her in the dark. "It's not that I just want this, but it's what's necessary! You've made a terrible mistake, Cedric. It's your fault! It's repulsive even to discuss it! But you were correct, life goes on. We need to find a way to move forward. The best option is to put it behind us completely."

Her green eyes seemed to glow in the darkness. She turned and continued walking straight ahead.

He sighed sadly, recalling her pregnant body from his thoughts. "I had my shot and I lost it. I shouldn't think about my pregnant Mum. It's just not right."

They walked all night. It was like their journey would never end.

"I'm exhausted," Seraphina said as dawn neared. Her face glowed softly in the forest light, and they could hear water nearby. Vanilla morning light illuminated their surroundings.

He caught her just as Seraphina almost fell from exhaustion. "Mum?"

"Yes, sorry, dear. Let's set up camp here."

They found a spacious spot among the trees and set up small tents. His mother kept getting distracted, gazing at the sky and listening to the water.

"Today the light is just like when you were born, Cedric. I always recognized it and remembered it for life. It's a sign from the Gods, they watch and approve of what we're doing."

"Uh-huh." Cedric nodded weakly. "You better eat, you're hungry."

He handed her some food and she sat down entranced. She didn't look particularly tired. His Mum stayed silent, seemingly too preoccupied by the light from the morning sun.

"Mum, do we kill anyone who disagrees or doesn't want to join our empire?"

She looked up at him, a slight sadness reflected in her eyes. And tiredness. "You're an adult now, Cedric. I'll be honest. I'm not the one who has to answer that question. I'm sorry."
"At least, thank you for being honest." Cedric silently continued eating while Seraphina listened to the forest.

"I like this sound, water," she said, looking at him with a warm smile. "You know what I need right now to wash away my tiredness."

"Just be careful, Mum."

She picked up her things and walked off in the direction of the sounds.

He tried to eat, but he couldn't think of anything else but her nude sexy body. Cedric got a twitch at the mere memory of being inside her, how beautiful her pussy was. Her boobs were so firm and perfect when he touched them.

"This is wrong... I know I wanted it but... No, I shouldn't be thinking about this. I have more important stuff to do and think about. Enough!"

He ate, but he didn't see the food, he saw just his Mum. Her big voluminous breasts and nipples whose taste he couldn't forget, her firm tight ass and pussy, his birthplace.

He sat in silence, looking into nowhere. There was a fierce battle going on inside.

"What's wrong if I just watch?"

=====

Seraphina splashed water on her face. It was a warm river which was rare here, on the cold north. A nearby small waterfall added to the pleasant surroundings, and from here, she could see the sky framed by pinkish clouds.

Her body relaxed, and her thoughts finally fell into place. "Nighttime walks like these aren't for me. I'm too old for this stuff. I'm a mother of two adult children. Gods, when did it happen? Seraphina, when did you become so grown-up?" She sat in the water up to her neck and suddenly recalled what happened in the hut.

"My son penetrated me. Gosh, how could I have let that happen!? Why did I even need that stupid family tree at that exact moment?! I should have dressed first. You're an idiot, Seraphina. Idiot!"

She lifted herself up, running a hand over her sunlit breasts.

"I better stop talking to myself."

Cedric rubbed his tired eyes and moved closer. He stood by the tree, watching the water run down Seraphina's large breasts. Her fingers touched her wet face, she moved her hair aside, and then rinsed her buttocks with her palms.

He found it hard to breathe from that sight, all the blood rushing down. "She's so stunning."

She made sure no one was around (Cedric hid well) and slipped her hand between the legs, gently running her fingers between her pink cheeks. "Mmmm, yeah. The water is too... ugh... warm."

Cedric stepped forward into the green clearing in front of the water, yawning and stretching. It wasn't until he sat down on the grass, stretching his legs out towards the water that Seraphina finally noticed him.

"CEDRIC!" she sat up to her neck in the river.

"I didn't hide behind a tree like I did the last time. Sorry. You made it clear that you don't like being watched from the sneaky side."

She looked puzzled, trying to find the right words. Only her head peeked out of the warm water.

"Can you just leave me alone while I'm here?"

"I don't want to be alone in the woods, Mum. I've seen you naked before, haven't I? And I'm sure you've seen me many times. You can wash up, we have nothing to be ashamed of. I want to look at your boobs."

"What? You-you..." shocked by his audacity, she could hardly find words. "Cedric!"

"What?"

"Do you want me to go out and punch you? You barely survived our last time. Do you want me to do it again?"

"You can try. Come on, Mum. Get out of the water."

"Let me guess. You will be watching me as I do it?"

He didn't answer.

"Alright." She stood up confidently, narrowing her eyes as she gazed at him. Seraphina emerged from the water with a queen's grace, moving towards Cedric. Her glistening wet body shone in the sunlight with a divine allure.

"Unbelievable. How could I have spent so many years peeping at silly maids and never noticed how beautiful my mother was."

"What are you mumbling over there?" She quirked an eyebrow as she walked over to her things, that were lying just beside him.

Water from her body dripped onto Cedric. She used a towel to dry her hair, boobs and nipples.

"Did you enjoy the show?"

He stood up and put his hands on her wet waist. "You're gorgeous, Mum."

"What are you doing, Cedric? Let me get dressed," she said and sighed. He didn't understand how, but her grip suddenly tightened around his finger.

"Cedric, let me go," she said, squeezing his finger tightly. It hurt a little, but then he remembered how sometimes pain in such things could slightly intensify the pleasure. He then kissed her wet lips and pushed Seraphina on the grass. "C-hmmm-edr-ic!"

Cedric suppressed a groan when something snapped. She broke his finger. But that didn't stop him. He pounced on her like a beast, unable to restrain himself.

"I'm tired of pretending, Mum."

"No! Cedric! Don't, honey! We shouldn't"

He pulled down his pants and strode in. He penetrated her, tip first, but nothing could stop him. He pushed all the way in and her sweet insides welcomed him gladly.

"Ughhhhh, Cedric! NOT AGAIN!"

It was beyond blissful. Her wet pink insides squeezed with the full force of her inner muscles. He was ready to finish right away. "Ughhhh. Mum. I know you've been hungry for a man for a long time. You need it too."

She grabbed him by the throat. "Don't...don't you dare move your hips, Cedric. Stop!"

His cock twitched inside her tight pussy, reaching all the way in. Cedric couldn't hear what she was saying anymore. He barely swallowed, his balls shuddering as they rested against her butt, and at that moment he pulled his cock out sharply and slammed with all his might against her.

She moaned, and her fingers cut the skin on Cedric's neck to the point of bleeding. Her son took a more comfortable position, getting his feet on the grass, and continued. He entered, thrust after thrust, his hands exploring her body, her belly, squeezing her breasts.

"Agghhhhhh, CEDRIC!!!" She trembled under his frantic strokes, her moans changing to screams with each powerful thrust.

It was madness, but such insanely good madness.

Her vagina engulfed his cock with each entry, greedily embracing and taking him into her abode. Every thrust, every entry was like the first time. "Yes, yes, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuughhh, Mum. Yes!"

He squeezed her nipples. Seraphina no longer resisted. Her claws detached from his neck. She moaned, closing the eyes as if under a spell while her son's hips battered her body.

"Ughhh, fuuuck, yes. Mum. Take it..ghhh... Oooooohhh!!!!"

"How did I let it happen," she mumbled. "It's so good."

He took a more comfortable position stopping for a second and then immediately slamming into her again, rushing into her vagina with all his speed. The thrust even made his balls hit her ass painfully.

There was no rhythm. Just a pure animalistic insane fuck.

He slid in and out, tearing her surprisingly tight cunt from the inside out. His tip touched the end of her insides with each plunge, exactly where he had come from. It was a perfect pussy.

Her wet breasts shook with each powerful thrust, and a moan escaped his lungs. It was getting harder and harder to continue, his legs no longer obeying him. The euphoria too clouded his mind.

"Mmmmmmmmm, yes, oh Gods. Give me the strength to endure this." Seraphina closed her eyes, moaning with each thrust and resting her hands on his chest. It was her mind's last desperate attempt to fight back in any way.

Occasionally she opened her eyes, staring into Cedric's pleasure-crazed face. Her little Cedric was a true man now.

"Ughh, ughhh, Fuuuuck, Mum. I can't believe we are doing it." He grabbed her by the hair and pressed his forehead against hers. His fingers tightly gripped her brown locks. "I want you to look at me... Ohh...."

He stopped and entered sharply, then again and again, picking up the rhythm anew. His whole body shook with searing pleasure. Waves of euphoria washed over his head. Damn. What could be better than this? Fucking your own mother.

"You deserve it after everything that's happened."

He had to stop when the air in his lungs suddenly ran out. His cock twitched inside several times, releasing streams of whitish liquid, pre-cum. The embrace of her pinkish-red cheeks clenched his cock to the point of madness, squeezing the blood.

"Stop, Cedric. Please pull it out..." whispered Seraphina, lying on her back. Her chest heaving after each deep breath.

Sweat dripped down his face. He moved his hips backwards, it was so hard to pull his cock out of the grip of her insides.

Seraphina had no sooner rejoiced at the possible end to this insanity when Cedric, barely had his tip left her vagina, immediately entered again. And then again and again and again.

He fucked her even harder, even deeper than before.

"I want to do it inside. I'll do it inside," he squeezed her even harder by the hair, but she grabbed his face.

"No, Cedric. You must still have the rudiments of consciousness in you to undestand....ughh...you can't finish inside. Don't." She looked into his eyes and vigirously kissed him like he was her husband.

He savoured the kiss, pushing mouth inside her delicious mouth. His hips continued to work vigorously, ripping into mother's vagina.

"Yeah, I can't do it inside. It's too wrong"

He moved like crazy, he panted out, greedily gulping air between kisses, but he kept fucking her anyway.

He was so close. "I love you, Mum. UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHH!"

"I know, Cedric. I know... Ohhhh, come on." She shook again.

Cedric almost choked when the final thrust ended it all. He entered in and the ground disappeared from his feet. "Ughhhh.....Mooooooom!!!!."

"Cedric!" Her eyes widened and she pushed into his chest.

His mind twitched and when the first drop entered her vagina, he pulled his cock out and exploded. Streams of white fluid spurted out onto her pubic hair and stomach. He held back a scream as he looked at her breasts and face. "Fuuuuuckk, ughhhhh!!!"

A sword struck his head, his breath caught. It felt so good, so unbelievably good. All his insides and muscles clenched as if from a blow. And then the wave gradually subsided and all that was left was love. Love for his mother.

Seraphina breathed a sigh of relief, lifting her arms and laying her head on top of clothes and bags. He kept finishing on her, her own son cumming all over her body. That's can't be happening. But it felt too good to think about the consequences of what they have done. The nature norms they have broken. Cedric kept cumming, guiding the cock at her while his face changed one expression after another. Finally he lay down next to her in the grass.

Seraphina was silent, unable to say anything. Cedric was right, she needed a man. And now her body was thanking her for that gift. But that man was her own son.

Although, strangely enough, her pussy was a little sore. That had never happened after all the times with Arik.

"I love you, Mum."

Eclipsian Dynasty Pt. 04

Prince Cedric wants to make his mother queen pregnant.

CHAPTER 12. WELCOME HOME

Cedric was sitting on the grass watching his cock dangling between his legs. Droplets of white liquid stretched out onto the grass.

Did it really happen?

He fucked his own Mother.

"It's not hurt like that?" Seraphina squatted beside him, carefully bandaging Cedric's broken finger.

He didn't expect the aftermath to be so... strange. He felt some tremendous release and shame at the same time. He could still hear himself yelling "I'll do it inside!"

How could he do it inside or even intend to do it inside her? His mother.

Cedric looked at her. His gaze traveled to the dark pubic hair between Seraphina's legs, to the pink jowls he'd been inside just a few moments ago.

Unreal.

His eyes traveled up to Mum's breasts, which shook with every movement of her tender hands. Seraphina's long brown hair covered part of her bosom and shoulders. They fell over the side of Seraphina's face, on her beautiful face but with tired and disappointed expression.

Was he right to take that step? Maybe not, but it felt too good.

"I asked you a question," she pulled the bandage on Cedric's finger even tighter.

"No, it's fine, Mum."

"Good." She took a deep breath and slapped his face with all her strength.

"Ouch."

"HOW DARE YOU? HOW COULD YOU DO THAT, CEDRIC? HAVE YOU GONE TOTALLY INSANE WITH YOUR CRAVINGS?" She continued to strike furiously with the slaps. "AND YOU DID IT TODAY? ON THAT SPECIAL MORNING?"

He couldn't be mad at her for this. Mum's full breasts moved so beautifully with each stroke of her arm.

"You wanted this too, didn't you?! Maybe it's also your fault?"

"That's why I'm only slapping you, not hitting you with all my might. Got it? Get dressed!" She rubbed her arm, which was sore from the blows, and threw his clothes at him. "And stop gawking at me. There will be no rest. We're going straight on the way."

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He wanted to sleep even harder after such an overwhelming orgasm, but Seraphina walked behind him and pushed him forward.

They needed to reach Astoria Prime on the border quickly as Conrad was waiting for them there.

"You'll sleep when we get there," she said. Cedric's moon-sword in her hands. Its scabbard hitting his back as he once again stood up to take a breath.

"It hurts, Mum. I'm truly sorry this happened, but I want to rest. Enough already."

"No!" she stabbed him again. "You need to take responsibility for your actions. You think you had a good time with me? Taking what you wanted? It's time for you to face the consequences. When you act like you did this morning, pleasure comes with pain. I hope you feel deeply ashamed."

He looked into her eyes, turning around, and Seraphina slapped him again.

"Ouch."

"You do realize that even one drop could be enough to get me pregnant. Can you imagine what would happen then? Me and you... Gods... I doubt you thought of the consequences. You men never think about them! Go ahead, be thankful you got off easy. I'm still seriously considering killing you. It was the biggest mistake of your life!"

"Or my greatest achievement," he thought.

But she was right. What if she got pregnant? He recalled his vision of pregnant Seraphina, and some strange excitement ran through his body, causing Cedric to stop again.

"Why have you stopped again? Gosh, Cedric. Don't play on my nerves!" The sword's blow struck his back once more. "Have you been training since we left the valley? All you've been doing is trying to peek at me, cuddling with me, sneaking kisses, trying to see under my skirt..."

He didn't argue and walked in silence while his mother reprimanded him like a naughty child.

She fell silent and pondered. The look on Cedric's face and the intensity of his thrusts into her were still in front of her eyes. The knowledge of how much he wanted it at that moment sent shivers down her wet back. But she wanted it too, didn't she?

She stopped, lowering the moon-sword. Her hand went over her abdomen. "What is this strange pain... inside? Why does it feel so different after Cedric?"

Cedric turned around when he realized nothing was poking in the back and walked over to Seraphina. He placed his hands on Mother's waist and their foreheads touched.

"I hate seeing you being sad, Mum."

"We just did a gnasty thing, Cedric. Mothers and sons shouldn't... I don't want to say it. Your father will know about this." She whispered. "He should know."

"You better tell him about the prophecy. About you and me, Mum."

"There is no you and me, Cedric! And the prophecy is a lie!" she shoved him and slapped him in the face again. "Now go! I can't believe I let you raise your voice at me back in the cabin."

Cedric obeyed, rubbing his red cheek.

An hour later they arrived at a dry land. The forest was cut off, but it didn't end. It was simply obliterated all the way to the mountains that could be seen far on the horizon.

"Is this the border?"

"No," said Seraphina, "the border is further ahead. There's still a long way to go. This is what the area around it looks like. These are traces of war. The crossing point is in that direction."

Seraphina took him a different route, through the wreckage. He walked among charred trees and branches, then unexpectedly stepped on something extremely solid. It wasn't a branch.

Cedric looked beneath his feet and saw a bone. Human bone.

"Go," said Seraphina, kicking without noticing where Cedric was looking. Cedric moved, but first, he looked around again.

"Maybe the end of the world is already happening and we just don't realize it."

They entered a part of the forest that was still intact and came to a small building. Watchtowers, stables, barracks. It was obviously an Imperial outpost on the border.

"Suspiciously empty," whispered Seraphina.

A white bird flew out of the window. "Corvus?" thought Cedric instantly, but he felt the spirit within reassure him that it was still there.

It was not a raven, but a white vulture. Cedirc had never seen such birds before, but he knew for sure somehow that it was a vulture. The bird perched on top of the tower and stared at Cedric.

"We'd better get going, Mum. It's too empty here. I think something is wrong."

"You just got here and already leaving us?" someone said from behind. Cedric wanted to turn around, but the point of an arrow jabbed into his back.

A whistle blew and they were instantly surrounded by 30 men in imperial dark armor. Each had the symbol of eclipse on their chest. A wagon pulled up to the outpost across the road and a young General with a small beard got out.

Seraphina punched a soldier nearest to her in the nose, and he backed away.

"If you think I'm going to give up so easily, Tilidus, you're wrong. Arik will kill you if you even dare to touch me. And you'll do have to hurt me if you're going to get me back to the castle."

"You're absolutely right, my lady," Tilidus gestured for the soldiers to back off.

Cedric stood closer to his mother, snatching up the moon-sword and Riley's dagger.

"Let us go. Tell your soldiers to stand down. Go back to your king. Go and tell Arik that I hate him!" said Seraphina.

"You can tell it to him by yourself when you back, Your Majesty. As I said you are right about everything. I wouldn't want to cause you any harm. But the king has given us clear instructions on what to do with you and how to make you collaborate."

Tilidus suddenly raised left hand and all the archers surrounding them pointed their bows at Cedric.

"Mum?"

"No! You would never... He would never," Seraphina looked around.

"Get on the wagon, Your Majesty. Your little adventure is over. Your husband awaits you home."

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Cedric sat like a prisoner with the hands tied. The wagon shook and the road was uneven. It was a large wagon, the light barely getting in.

"They took my sword and dagger. Damn it. Eligh said captivity is worse than death."

Seraphina silently stared through a small window.

"That was Tilidus?" said Cedric weakly. "I thought he was older."

"There are reasons why Tilidus became a general at such a young age."

"I'm sure it wasn't because of his nasty ugly beard."

"Let's face it. We wouldn't have been able to sneak into The Red Castle anyway, Cedric," she said as Cedric noticed another body in the corner of the wagon. From the outline, he realized it was Conrad. Alive, but passed out.

"So that's it then? Our quest is over? Are you ready to meet Arik? You've suddenly forgiven him now?"

"The choice looks like this, Cedric: either die by Eclipse surrounded by family or be killed by Solarion's lunatics in a brutal death. I'd say the choice has been made for us. By the way, I'm still mad at you!"

"But will you tell Arik that you hate him? Will you?" he asked.

She was silent again.

Even though her whole body was covered, he could still see what was underneath her clothes. His brain could clearly see her full breasts, her delicate waist with white skin, her pubic hair and the birthplace of the Prince and Princess.

"It is impossible to be angry at you, Mum." He hit his head on the ceiling as the wagon bumped over a rock. "I need to concentrate." He started recalling all the prophecies.

The 18th descendant should marry Seraphina.

18th and 19th. When the night meet the dawn - one will stand one fall.

Answers in the Red Castle.

"Also, I shouldn't not forget about that strange creature from the Library." His gut somehow clenched unpleasantly at the memory of the pale entity.

"You must tell me about the 20th descendant, Mum," he said.

Seraphina's eyes glittered again with faint anger and irritation.

"I can't do that, Cedric. I'm sorry."

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He awoke the next morning. Finally, Cedric had some rest.

The wagon door suddenly opened with a sharp slam. Cedric was pulled out of the wagon with a jolt, his eyes not yet accustomed to the bright sunlight. He heard a sounds of walking, horses, chatter in the distance, the sounds of the capital city.

"Is he alive? What's wrong with him?" Cedric heard a familiar girl's voice.

"Let's check it out." Tilidus slapped him in the face.

"Ouch..." Cedric opened his eyes, looking around. "Untie me, prick, and I'll break your nose."

"It's alright. He's alive, princess," said Tilidus.

"Coward."

"I just wanted to see you slap him, General. Thank you." Elowen grinned. Cedric rubbed tired eyes.

Seraphina stepped out of the wagon. As Cedric got up, she hugged her daughter.

"Sweetheart, I was so worried," Seraphina said while Elowen took the hug with a stony face.

"Yeah, yeah. I missed you too, Mum. Save your hugs for Dad."

"The king awaits you." Tilidus bowed to Elowen and departed.

Cedric and Seraphina got cleaned up and dressed. Toward evening, they were led to meet Arik. Cedric strolled through the halls and rooms he knew so well, but something felt different.

Elowen led the way, opening the door to reveal a large dining table in the center of the room, filled with food. At the head of the table, King Arik sat, quietly enjoying his meal.

"Welcome home," Arik grunted. Elowen sat beside him, closer than usual. "Sit down, my love," Arik looked at Seraphina, who settled beside him. He gently brushed a lock of brown hair from her cheek.

Cedric could see the conflict in Seraphina's expression, the desire to be angry with Arik, to resent him. But she couldn't. She reached up and kissed him first.

"I missed you, darling," Seraphina whispered.

"I know," Arik replied, his voice rough.

Cedric sighed and took a seat at the opposite end of the table.

"Our chefs have really outdone themselves today to celebrate your return. I've requested your favorite dishes. I bet you're starving," he said, directing his gaze at Seraphina.

Princess and Queen eagerly grabbed some food. His mother ate with great enthusiasm. They had been surviving on simple meals for weeks, so Seraphina must have been longing for the royal cuisine again.

But Cedric didn't eat, though he could smell a distinct flavor in front of his nose.

Arik focused on his food, occasionally glancing at the queen and their lovely daughter. After a pause, he suddenly asked, "So, how was your little adventure?"

He popped a piece of meat into his mouth. "Elowen told me a lot about what you saw. About how you were attacked by a deer on the way, about the Cult."

"Arik, Library," Seraphina said softly, swallowing the food.

"Don't worry, I know." He squeezed her hand. "We will recover all the lost knowledge. Its destruction is a sign that the world is changing. When the Cosmic Eclipse arrives, the world won't be the same." He leaned in to gently kiss Seraphina again. His hand rested on her back. "It's wonderful that the whole family is finally reunited."

Another flash of anger swept through Cedric. He clenched his teeth.

"You are mocking us. Are we just going to pretend like nothing changed?"

Arik looked at Cedric for the first time. It was a calm but menacing look.

"And what changed?"

"You killed Blunder and his men," said Cedric.

"What makes you think he's dead? He's alive. For now."

"For now?"

"He will be executed for betraying the king."

"Blunder's loyalty to the king is unwavering, even in the king's madness."

"Cedric, don't." Seraphina pleaded and looked at her son, but Arik stopped her, placing a hand on his wife's shoulder.

"Is that what you think? That I'm insane?"

Cedric looked at Seraphina before answering.

She thinks the same way, doesn't she? But why is she silent?

"Yes," Cedric replied.

His father smiled, leaning back in his chair. "Looks like you've grown up a bit during your adventure, Cedric. But you're still young and there's a lot you don't get. So just sit down before I get mad and shut up."

Cedric didn't realize he was standing until chair beneath him tipped over. He held a fork like sword.

"Give me back my moon-sword. That was Blunder's present," Cedric said.

"It's in your chambers."

"Cedric, please."

He thought it was Seraphina trying to calm him down, but it wasn't her voice. It was Elowen's.

Cedric met her terrified gaze and sat down.

"I see you and Elowen have really bonded." Arik shoved a piece of meat into his mouth, and Elowen blushed thickly, hiding her eyes. The king grinned.

Does he know about what happened between Cedric and Elowen?

Seraphina finished her meal and took a sip of wine.

"Before we drift off to sleep I would like to say something," Arik turned to his wife. "I want us to have another baby, love."

Seraphina stared at him in silence, shocked.

"When the Eclipse happens and Solarion falls," Arik continued, "the Dynasty Empire will expand across Eldaria. I'll fulfill the dream of the Empire's founder, Alaric, by conquering the entire continent. I want our new child to be born into our new thriving Empire."

He took a sip of wine and then kissed Seraphina gently before turning to Cedric. "Today has made me think that maybe I need another son since my current heir thinks I'm a mad king."

Seraphina and Elowen flashed glances at Cedric.

"I'm not so sure about that, dear," Seraphina said uncertainly.

"Is there something wrong? I'm sure you can carry another one of my children." The king ran his hand over her stomach.

Everything inside Cedric clenched with hatred. "She is mine, not yours," he thought.

"I need to think about it" Seraphina replied. "Children are a big responsibility..."

"What do you mean 'think about it'?" Arik snapped. "If the king orders it, you'll bear him a son!"

"Don't speak to me like that," Seraphina said, glancing nervously at Cedric, but Arik grabbed her chin.

"Look at me, not him!"

"Not in front of the children, Arik."

"I don't care. They're not children anymore. You left me when I needed you the most, ran off with that scoundrel Blunder, and vanished for months. You betrayed me! You cheated on me!"

"If you harm her, you'll regret it," Cedric said suddenly.

The room fell silent. Arik glanced at him, then broke into a smile and released Seraphina.

"Are you threatening me?" he grinned menacingly, then kissed his wife again. Seraphina made no attempt to resist.

"Elowen," Arik said after pushing his wife aside.

"Yes, father?"

"Would you be so kind as to take your mother to queen's chambers? I'm sure she's tired after her... little adventure. Cedric and I need to have a man-to-man talk."

"Yes, father. Please, don't be too harsh with him." Elowen stood up and looked at Cedric.

"I'll try my best," Arik replied.

Something strange was happening with Cedric's mother. She left with Elowen without even looking at her son.

It was just the two of them now.

Arik sipped his wine quietly.

"You haven't eaten anything."

"Not hungry."

"I see," said Arik. "I shouldn't have spoken to your mother like that in front of you. The idea of being the first of the Dynasty to conquer the entire world is overwhelming. I hope Alaric Starborne would be proud of me."

"Don't you think the people we conquered don't want to be part of our Empire?"

Arik chuckled and stood up slowly. "You are indeed changed. You roam our lands and then think you are the smartest. Who cares about the common folk's opinions? Fear is a weapon against our adversaries. And those who dare oppose us will face consequences, Cedric."

He came close, hands folded behind his back as he circled Cedric.

"So, fear is what keeps our empire from collapsing?"

"We're like gods, son, wielding the power of the Sun and the Eclipse. Gods inspire fear. What kind of god isn't feared? Gods should be revered, respected, and feared. Our legacy should be immortalized through monuments, our achievements celebrated with statues, and our names revered for generations to come."

"I'd rather not have a statue if it's only going to be met with disdain from those who gaze upon it."

"You just don't know what it's like yet, son. To inspire fear." Arik peered pensively into the void. "Let's leave talk of the Empire behind. I want to discuss your mother."

"My mother?"

Arik moved around the chair to stand beside Cedric.

"Your sister mentioned you and your mother have grown very close. She also mentioned some... questionable interests of yours. It's important to know some boundaries, son."

"I don't know what you're talking abo..."

Arik suddenly grabbed a knife and held it against his son's throat. "If I find out that you even looked at her in any way other than a son should look at the woman who nurtured and raised him," he growled, "you'll regret it. Nobody will remember that King Arik had a son named Cedric."

Arik's eyes rounded, he seemed ready to kill Cedric right now.

"You want to follow the prophecies? Do you think you're the hero the spirits promised? The 18th and the last descendant of Leronse--your mother. You think I don't know? Do you want to marry your mother?"

Cedric glared at his father with anger.

"I'm aware of another prophecy that might interest you," Arik said calmly. "It's about the 20th descendant."

With each word coming from his father's lips Cedric's breath quickened, he tried to catch every word.

"I'm sure Seraphina never told you about it. Want to know why? -The 20th descendant is dusk or dawn, but it's the 18th descendant's death that paves the way for their birth.- This is the prophecy about your death, Cedric."

He jabbed the knife sharply into the table. "Welcome to the real world. Want to stay alive? Forget those prophecies. Stay by my side or betray me and die. We shape our destiny. It's not shaped by some prophecy. Remember that."

The king left.

Cedric was alone. All he could hear was the sound of his own breathing.

He felt nauseous.

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His chamber's room seemed so foreign now. He walked around the bed he'd made the morning before his escape and stepped out onto the balcony. The night sky sparkled with stars, while life buzzed in the capital below.
He could feel the warm air on his face, even though winter was approaching. The city was too far south to feel the cold.

A gentle breeze tousled his hair, every breath of air seemed to be his last.

"Am I supposed to die?"

As the door creaked open, Cedric looked up, hoping to see Seraphina, but instead, it was Elowen.

"I brought you some food. Can I come in? You're not jerking off in here, are you? I'm sorry. Not appropriate. Thought you were hungry."

He smiled. "Thank you."

"I've been where you are countless times. It seems fun at first: getting angry, yelling, refusing to eat to make parents notice. But later, your stomach starts growling with hunger."

Her dark hair rubbed in the warm air, and he kissed her, getting close to her lips.

"No, Cedric. Listen, I know you love Mum. You're her mama's boy. Don't worry about it. I'm sure she loves you too. She loves you more than she loves Dad or me. You can be sure of that."

Cedric took a small bite and set food aside.

"And still she'll do whatever he says. She'll probably give him that one more baby."

"Most likely," Elowen stroked Cedric's back. "I've always noticed they're more passionate after an argument. So I guess today they..." She saw Cedric bow his head further. "I just want to say that your love wouldn't have changed anything anyway. He's our father and Mum's husband. What? Were you thinking of giving her a child yourself?"

She smirked, but the smile immediately disappeared from her face.

"Maybe I did." Cedric remained serious. He didn't try to think about Seraphina's pregnancy because these images were making him too excited for some reason.

"Oh, come on! You? And Mum? Her? Pregnant? You? She would never let it happen."

"Maybe she would... If she didn't know it was me."

"Shut up!" She punched him in the shoulder. "Are you serious?

"Forget it. I'm just confused, El," he straddled the marble parapet. "I thought I should follow the prophecies since it's the only right way, but what if it's not? Maybe Dad is right, not me? Everything's so tangled now. I don't want to die, El. And I don't want to lose Mum "

"Don't cry like a girl, Cedric." She hugged him. "Trust Mum. As I said, she loves you more. Believe me."

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Seraphina gently touched queen's bed. Her baby boy Cedric was born right here. Right here, he took his first breath, screamed. She sighed in relief knowing he was alive.

Confusion clouded her mind as she folded her arms. Thoughts swirled, questions nagged: "Why didn't I speak up? Why did I allow him to be treated this way?"

A door slammed shut. Arik returned, putting aside king's cloak. His face flushed, whether from anger or rage was unclear.

"I've missed this," he said.

"Missed what?" Seraphina asked, eyebrows raised in surprise.

"The way you sit on the bed when I come back. I missed it."

She remained silent. The silence surprised even herself. It was strange. Until a couple weeks ago, she would have rushed to him, kissing his lips, his cheeks, his nose, and screaming: "I love you so much, Arik. I've missed you so much, my love. We'll be together forever."

But now, she was silent.

What happened to her?

"You were really harsh with Cedric."

"With Cedric?" he looked surprised, his cheekbones tensing. "This Cedric issue keeps popping up. Are we going to discuss Cedric instead of us? Today was the first time I spoke to him as a man. He'll understand everything if he's not a fool."

"You shouldn't talk to my son like that, regardless," she said, eyes downcast with worry.

"Seraphina, you left me," he approached her and reached for his wife's hand. "You just disappeared without a word. Did I deserve that after all the years we've been together? Did you stop loving me?"

She withdrew her hand from his grasp.

"Fine. Have it your way. I wasn't going to bring you back. I figured a little adventure, some time at the Library, breathing in some old air, might do you good. But when Elowen mentioned you and Blunder. You and Cedric! Oh gods, honey."

"'Cedric?" She glanced at him, perplexed.

"Elowen has always been wise beyond her years. Sharp and curious. You and Cedric..." He took a step back, pouring himself more wine. "I'd rather not delve into it. I just hope you didn't give our boy false hopes."

"Cedric is my son! What are you talking about?"

"I'm not a fool. I know, Serfy, how wild you can get without a man for a long time. And then there's that prophecy about the 18th descendant and you... You've put so much faith in all that nonsense, and now you've involved our son in it."

He took a sip of wine.

"So you were aware? Aware that I was supposed to marry Cedric, yet you didn't tell me?"

"What was I supposed to say? Go and make love to our son? This isn't about Cedric anymore, Serfy. Don't you understand? I was terrified when you ran away. For the first time in my life, I was terrified of losing you. That's why I want another child. To strengthen our love."

Seraphina looked down. There was still a nasty ache inside after yesterday's incident with Cedric.

He walked up to her and gently stroked her hair. "Swear to me."

"What?"

"Swear to me you didn't cheat on me while you were away."

Seraphina looked at her husband nervously, her fear evident. He took his time, sipping his wine.

"I... Arik, I swear. I... didn't cheat on you. I would never cheat on you. You know it."

Arik nodded in relief. "Thank you, love. We'll have a new baby and our new Eclipse Empire will be beautiful. Just tell me when you're ready. I'll wait. I love you, Serfy."

Seraphina pictured Cedric. His love-hot face as he penetrates her. The way his cock expands her pussy. The place that brought him into this world.

"I love you too," Seraphina said hesitantly, as drunk Arik started to kiss her.

CHAPTER 13. THIRD CHILD

Life can be strange. You start out in a place you love, then you leave and miss it. You yearn to return, but once you're back, it's not as great as you remembered.

Cedric adjusted his uncomfortable royal attire that was constricting at the throat and ruffled his licked hair.

"The Cosmic Eclipse is only three months away, my lord. It'll be right at the start of spring." The head astrologer finished his report sitting at the table.

"Excellent," Arik said from his seat at the head of the table. "And what's the latest on Solarion?"

Cedric listened silently, sitting beside him. He stared pensively into the void, occasionally glancing over at his mother sitting beside Arik.

"Good news, Your Majesty. We're making progress. Our soldiers are pushing the enemy back," one of the colonels reported. "General Tilidus' troops are doing well against King Malachin's lunatics."

"General Tilidus had rested troops when they moved on the Library to demolish Blunder's army," Elowen added.

Cedric and Seraphina visibly reacted with disgust. Elowen continued, "Tilidus wants to express gratitude for granting him Lord Blunder's lands. He vows to end the war swiftly."

"Ending the war isn't our goal right now," said Arik. "It's lasted centuries, and even Tilidus' abilities won't suffice. No, the war will only cease with the Cosmic Eclipse."

"And then the whole world will fall," whispered Cedric.

"What did you say?" asked Arik, but Cedric didn't answer. He noticed a white bird flying slowly outside the window. It was the vulture.

"I apologize," he stood and went out onto the balcony. Those at the table watched, surprised by his strange behavior.

"Cedric is still recovering from our trip," Seraphina explained.

The gathered council continued to discuss things. Cedric stood on the balcony. The daylight gently warmed his skin. The bird flew by again and then landed next to him.

The vulture stared at the prince with its cloudy white eyes, then flew away when he reached out to it.

"What did it want?" Elowen asked from behind. "I sensed it too."

"I'm not sure. Maybe Faithwinder wants to talk to me."

"Then go and talk to him."

"It's not that easy." He wasn't surprised she knew who Faithwinder was. Surely the spirit inside her made her know it. "Maybe I'm not ready to talk to it. To talk about the prohecies."

"Is it because of Mum again? Is the mama's boy sad that he lost his mama?"

"It's just too hard seeing them together. I hate him. She's going to have his baby, and then I'll lose her forever."

"You're hopeless, Cedric. I thought you planned to impregnate her by yourself. No?" Elowen said like it was nothing. "If you're so afraid she'll bear him a child, then do it yourself."

"What are you talking about, Elowen? I wasn't serious. I love her. Yes, but..." he thought about his vision again. Seraphina pregnant with his child. Gosh, what could be better?

"But she's... She's my Mother." Cedric stared off into the distance. "She raised me."

"Well, it didn't bother you before. And the fact that I'm your sister didn't stop you from spending that night with me. I'm kidding, Cedric." She peered into his face. "It was a joke about the pregnancy. Ok? Huh, I know you would never do that. And she would never let it happen."

"As I said, she would if she didn't know it was me."

"You can't be serious considering making Mum pregnant, right? Right? Am I right, Cedric? I shouldn't even start that conversation in the first place. It's just... hard to see you like that. You should know that I won't save you if father decides to execute you. Can you imagine how pissed he'll be if you do it? Can you imagine what he'll do with your and Mum's baby? Don't be a fool, brother." She patted him on the back. "You've already lost her. Give up."Elowen left.

"I can't lose her," Cedric stood there until evening, with only one image in his mind: Seraphina holding their child.

19th Descendant.

"What is wrong with me?"

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The whole castle seems to have gone mad. Everyone was preparing for the birth of the third child like if it was about to happen in the upcoming days.

"King Arik left the castle for a short while. He said to come to you with any questions. How soon do you plan for birth to happen? Are we going to hold the baby dedication ceremony for the Dynasty the next day or the same day?" an obtrusive servant, Tolers, with long gray hair and a sharp nose, was annoying with his questions.

Seraphina looked down at the floor. The brown hair was still damp from recent hot bath.

"Why does everything seem so alien?" Seraphina rubbed the edge of her dress, completely unheeding the servant's chatter.

"We are going to call the best healers of Eldaria, Your Majesty. If you don't mind, I would like to attend the birth as well, for I have learned much while you were away..."

Seraphina shot him a look. "Tolers."

"Yes, my lady?"

"Get out. Out of my chambers. Now!" She shoved him away and slammed the door loudly. "Damned idiot."

She fell on her big queen's bed. "What's happening to me? Even a hot bath doesn't help anymore. The love of my life, Arik, wants to have a baby with me, but I.... Suddenly I don't want it? Maybe a part of me died with the Library? Or did it die later? When Cedric, my son, penetrated me."

Cedric opened the door and stepped in.

"What do you want, Cedric?"

"How did you know it was me?"

"Arik's cloak always rumbles when he walks in," Seraphina said without looking, wiping her tears. "You shouldn't be here, Cedric. Arik said we shouldn't be alone."

"I remember how I used to come to your room when I had bad dreams. You were the only one who could make me feel better, Mum."

"I remember. You were such a scared little boy," she said, smiling. "You had nightmares almost every day. I would wrap you in my warm blanket and give you a hug. 'Don't worry, sweetheart. The scary things are just in your imagination,' I whispered before you fell asleep."

"I miss those days." Cedric smiled. "It feels strange being back at the castle. Everything is just like it used to be - the servants, the food, the prince's duties, Elowen's bitching... You and father."

"We're together again as a family, Cedric. Like old times," his mother replied.

"After everything that's happened between us, Mum, we can't go back to how things were."

"Don't say that, dear."

"The Cosmic Eclipse still threatens us," he said, gently moving a strand of hair from her face and wiping away a tear. "Father told me about the 20th descendant."

She glanced away with fear in her eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me yourself?" Cedric sighed. "I always thought you were so wise, Mum. Smart and all-knowing. I've relied on you and your knowledge many times, but the more time passes, the more I think you're even more confused than I am. You're just as unsure as I am about what we should do."

"I couldn't bring myself to tell you that you were going to die, Cedric. I'm sorry."

"Yes, I understand. That's why I'm not mad. I wouldn't have been ready to hear that before."

She hugged him, holding back tears. "I'm really sorry, my dear. I hate that you've had to go through so much. You didn't deserve any of this."

"It's okay," he squeezed her tightly in his arms, encircling Mum's delicate feminine waist. "I've had some time to think, Mum, and there's something I want to tell you. I guess it's now or never."

She leaned back to hear him better.

"You know, Dad was right. Our journey has really changed me."

"You've become so much stronger, I can see it," she said with a smile, tears still in her eyes.

"No. No, Mum. It's not just that. I've grown to love you in the time we've spent together."

"No, Cedric," she wanted to pull further away but he gently stopped her.

"I love you, Mum. I can't think of anything else. I love you and always will. And if the prophecy says we must marry, but I must die in return, I will accept that sacrifice. All for the sake of being with you even if it is for a short time."

She shook her head in shock. "No, Cedric, you shouldn't say that... You can't...I'm your mother. We were frightened and alone, which is why what happened by the river happened. It was a mistake. You can't love me. I'm the woman who gave birth to you."

"I don't care," he reached up and kissed her lips that were driving him crazy. He cupped her face and drowned in the tender kiss.

It was so hard for her to resist, she let herself go with the flow. She enjoyed the kiss, too, feeling the passion that came from her own son. She was thrilled by the way his tongue greedily explored her mouth, the way their tongues melded together in the most natural and romantic way, in a kiss of true and everlasting love.

"No." She shoved him away and punched right in the face, causing him to spit up blood. It was the hardest she'd ever hit him. "Don't you dare lay a hand on me. I'm married to King Arik, the 17th desendant. Soon, I'll have his third child because I'm faithful wife and queen. My heart belongs to Arik, and only him. And you can either be my son or be no one to me. Now leave!"

He gently wiped the blood from his lip. "Whatever you say, Mum. But don't think I'll just stand by."

Cedric walked out and Seraphina fell into bed, clutching her face in tears.

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"How long will Arik be away?" Cedric asked as he looked at himself in a mirror, studying his appearance closely. His face.

"Probably for a whole day," Elowen replied, placing the royal cloak on Cedric's shoulders and adjusting it. "With this cloak on, you'll look just like him."

Cedric looked at the man on the other side of the mirror.

His fingers slid over the cut on the lip left two days ago by Seraphina.

Next, he touched the scar that Riley left when he threw the dagger at Elowen.

One of the scars was left by the battle with Cult.

A few scars from training with Eligh.

A completely different man was looking back from the mirror. And this new Cedric was ready to impregnate his own mother.

"I still don't get why you need a father's cape, mama's boy. If you're going to do what I think you're going to do, you're insane."

"Go to sleep, El. It's already late."

"Just be careful, Cedric."

After Elowen left, he went outside his and stopped in front of Seraphina's room.

"Am I ready to do that? As one wise man said once - No one is ever ready."

He stepped inside. The night was dark, with no moonlight. It was hard to see anything in the room. Cedric had to adjust his cloak as he entered, and he almost knocked over a table.

"Arik?" he heard Seraphina whisper faintly. "I can hear your cloak. Go to your chambers, I want to sleep alone, honey."

He remembered the way and quickly reached the bedside. Seraphina was asleep under a cozy blanket, her long hair flowing to the floor.

"I'm ready to get you pregnant, Mum. And then, quite possibly, die."

He undressed and climbed into the bed, hugging Seraphina from behind like he used to as a child. His cock touched her sexy leg. She was so warm and soft.

"I used to come to you at night you when I had nightmares. Now I come to love you, Mum."

He kissed her lovely pale back, her neck, and her arms. Seraphina woke up slowly, yawning and touching Cedric's thighs with her hand.

"Who's... here... Arik?" She pulled herself up on the bed and Cedric grabbed her breasts from behind, massaging mother's nipples. Their lips met. "Mmmm... I'm not ready... tonight, Arik..." she said, pausing the kiss briefly.

Cedric positioned himself between her legs when she lay on back. He tried to make as little sound as possible. He almost moaned when his cock touched her pubic hair.

"I'm ready to explode inside you." Cedric guided the tip over her pink lips. These were the same lips that had given him life, on this very bed.

It was as if he could smell the water again, the smell of morning, feel the slight tiredness like he had by the river then.

Even through the darkness, he saw Seraphina get into a more comfortable position. She spread her legs and slowly spread the tender halves of pussy cheeks, inviting the night guest inside.

"You are so gorgeous, Mum," he whispered and entered sharply, thrusting through her vagina. "Ughh, Mum," Cedric trembled.

Seraphina squeaked, holding back a cry.

Finally, he entered his mother again. Cedric arched his head up, shuddering with pleasure and grabbing her breasts.

"Arik?" Seraphina whispered. She could easily identify who was currently balls-deep inside her if she touched his light stubble or muscled chest. But she did neither of those things. She gently massaged her nipples, holding back a moan.

"Just...don't wake up the kids."

Cedric held back the excitement. He finally shifted, his face burning with thrill and desire, and started aggressively moving inside her. He moved his hips, throwing off the blanket.

"Ughh... ughhh... yes, like that," she whispered, squeezing own hard nipple.

Cedric was thrusting into the place he'd come from. He did it faster and faster, the air coming out of his lungs in waves. There was only one word on his lips. "Mum, Mum, Mum."

He kept repeating it without making a sound.

"What are you whispering?" she asked.

She was so tight, so damn unexplored. With each jolt, a memory burst out of him. Memory after memory from his childhood, each one connected to Seraphina, his beautiful mother.

"Ohhhh, yes... Yes.... Faster, faster," her boobs shook with each wicked thrust. Cedric's eyes grew a little more accustomed to the darkness.

He bit his lip, holding back the urge to kiss Seraphina. "She'll know right away who I am."

Cedric increased the pressure, his ass clenched, his hips moving sharply without rhythm. His balls collided with Seraphina's tender pussy skin.

"I'll do it inside, I have to. Uhghhhhhhh...." A light moan suddenly escaped his lips. He looked fearfully at Seraphina through the darkness, but it was as if she wasn't paying attention. His cock came out fully and the next moment he jerked forward, finding himself fully inside her again, feeling her vagina clench and public hair tickle. He found a slow, deliberate rhythm, each stroke sending jolts of pleasure through them both.
"Ahhhhhhh, yes."She wrapped her legs around him, holding him close as he delved deeper into her pussy with each powerful and strong thrust. "It's just a dream. It is just a dream, Seraphina..." she whispered. "Cedric...ohhhhhh...Cedric."

The excitement and desire to breed was driving him crazy. "I love you, Mum."

His balls clenched with another thrust, he was ready to inject his child into his own mother. He groaned, preparing for this moment.

"I love you too, my baby," she said. "Fuck me harder."

He kissed Seraphina's plump pink lips, drowning inside her. Their kiss was passionate and intense, their lips meeting with a sharp fervor. An intense surge of pleasure pulsed through his veins as he started to move his hips in a rhythmic motion. Each thrust brought him closer to the edge, their bodies wet with sweat.

"I'm so close....ughhhhh.... Mum... Ughh..." The cock shuddered deep inside her tight and wet vagina.

"Fill me," she said through darkness. "I want it... ughh... yes."

"Oh, gosh, Mum. What did you just say?"

Suddenly, the door opened. The light of torches from the corridor illuminated them for a moment and Seraphina saw her son's face clearly through the kiss.

It was not a dream?

"Your majesty, are you still awake? I would like to..." Tolers took a step inside and froze with a glimpse of what was happening. "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I didn't realize you were already back..."

He abruptly slammed the door, plunging the room into darkness again.

"Cedric, ahhhhh..." She broke off the kiss, feeling her son continue to push into her as if trying to return back into mother's womb. "He saw us, no, no... He just saw us. It's not a dream. Ahhhhh"

"He thought I was the king, Mum. I will give an order to execute this guy the very next morning," whispered Cedric in the heat of their love.

"What are you doing... aaaaaaah...ughhhhhh, stop, stop it, honey. We can't. Stop!"

"No, we're fulfilling....UGGHHHHHHHH...the prophecy. I love you. I used to come to you at night when I had nightmares. Now I come to love you. I only want to love you. Until my very last breath. I don't want to live without you, Mommy. So tight!"

"Cedric..." she grabbed her son's face and tried to push him away. She pushed at his chest as hard as she could. "Arik will kill you for this... He'll kill us. Please stop!"

"I don't care. I want you to be the mother of my child. You should be the mother of 19th descendant."

"Cedric...AHHHHHHHHHHHHH," her face contorted. She shook from the release of her orgasm. "Ughhh, not now. Gods, give me strength."

She nearly screamed as he suddenly began to thrust in and out sharply, increasing the speed and expanding her vagina.

Barely leaving he was back again, penetrating her wildly and tearing her insides. Droplets of white, unknown fluid dripped from the cheeks of her vagina onto the bed.

"Let me go, Cedric. Let your mother go. We can't... Ughhhhh!!! Ughhhhh, ughhhhhhhh, No! CEDRIC!"

She squeaked like a little girl with every insane jerk and thrust of his hips. The boobs jiggled. The bed shook. He couldn't think of anything else, he couldn't hear anything. His vision got blurred.

"I'm so insanely close now, I'm close. You asked me to fill you. I'm going to make it inside, Mommy."

"It's not safe, Cedric. No. I'll get pregnant, you can't. Not today."

"That's what I want. I want you to be pregnant with my...ughhh... child."

"You're an idiot, Cedric... Agghhhh. You'll get us both killed, please, ughhh, gosh. "

Amidst waves of pleasure, he was suddenly flooded with vivid memories of his childhood.

"I love it so much. It's almost, it's almost there, Mum. There's nothing I can do. I should... agghhh..."

He was ready to flood her hot, juicy vagina with cum. Seraphina gently hugged her son's head in one final attempt.

"Please, Cedric. Listen to me, listen to your Mum. You'll make me really, really sad if you do it. I love you, my baby son. Don't make me be angry at you, please. Don't make me sad."

She used her motherly tone, just like when he was a kid. And something snapped iniside him. That pussy was perfect, but it was his mother's.

"I can't do it, Mum. I can't do it inside my own mother... I'm not crazy... UGGHHHHHHHH!!!!"

A few droplets shot inside when he withdrew.

"Oh, shit, MUUUUM!!!!" A sharp blow nearly knocked him down. His cock and body shook with pleasure.

"Don't let it spill on the bed." Seraphina pushed Cedric and swallowed his cock in an instant. He wrapped arms around Mum's hair and drove her head all the way down to cock's roots, plunging his cock and balls into her throat. The pubic hair was gently rubbing Seraphina's nose.

He shot his biggest load in her mouth. Moans escaped his lips, and waves of euphoria washed over Cedric. Then another shot and another. Seraphina gulped and swallowed the entire contents of his balls. She gulped like crazy just drowning. It was important not to spill a drop.

The white liquid flowed out over her breasts and onto brown hair. She grunted and moaned with each release of a new stream of fluid.

"Shiiiit, Mum. Your throat is magnificent."

He held her by the head, digging the claws into her skin. Cedric's cock was inside her mouth until it turned flaccid.

Seraphina licked up the rest of his cum, licking her hair and face like crazy. She was like a thirsty cat licking milk. The faint moonlight illuminated the remnants of the pale liquid.

He reclined beside her. "I'm so sorry for that, Mum."

She swallowed again, savoring his semen on plump lips. "Cedric, please look at me. Look into my eyes. I know you love me, my baby. I love you too more than anything in this world, I only live for you, Cedric. But you have no idea what Arik is capable of in anger. Please, I beg you. We can't love each other. He'll kill you if we try to follow the prophecy. I don't want him to murder you."

"I will slay him, first, Mother. You belong to me," he replied tiredly.

"No, Cedric... Cedric?" she suddenly looked surprised, staring somewhere above his face. "Your hair at the roots is white," she said.

He didn't reply. The door slammed.

"I don't have time for chatter!" shouted Arik, tearing off his cloak. "I want to be with my wife, I'm tired. Strange, why is my old cloak here?"

He was at the bedside in one step. Seraphina lay covered.

"Are you back already, darling?" she sleepily rubbed her eyes.

"Yes, and I brought you something." Arik held up a black flower.

"Black Briars," she exclaimed.

"Yes." He kissed her. "M-m-m-m-m. So good. Today your lips taste better than ever."

She smiled awkwardly and accepted the flower.

"I'm tired today, Arik.

"It's just a flower, dear. I'm not implying anything."

Seraphina gulped, praying to all gods and spirits that Arik wouldn't peek under the bed.

Eclipsian Dynasty Pt. 05

Pivotal night for Prince and his Mother.

Chapter 14: Spirit World

Cedric returned to his chambers as soon as he heard Arik's loud snoring. He collapsed onto a bed, exhausted from his orgasm.

There was only one thing on his mind.

Seraphina.

Mum.

Fuck.

Cum.

Mommy.

She swallowed his cum. He shot it right down her throat and she swallowed it all. Right now his cum is in her belly, though not in the way he'd planned.

"I couldn't do that inside her. I love my Mum, but to make her pregnant with my child?" A rush of overwhelming love surged through him. It was like a tidal wave of affection crashing into his being. "Throughout my life, my Mum has been my constant source of love and protection. From the moment I was born, she has been there for me, guiding me through the ups and downs with unwavering support. Now, I want nothing more than to shower her with the same love and care she has always shown me. It's my turn to be there for her, to make her feel cherished and appreciated for all the sacrifices she's made for me."

Gratitude swelled within him as he felt a burning desire to reciprocate the boundless love she had bestowed upon him over the years.

A sudden burst of moonlight jolted him from his thoughts, making Cedric's head buzz with a strange, vibrating sensation.

The back of his head vibrated again, and Cedric sat down by the bed. The lingering post-sex euphoria filled him, so he relaxed with closed eyes. The moonlight gently touched his eyelids.

The light was gone and a cold wind made him twitch. He was in a cave. Dead bodies lay around, and everything looked destroyed.

Suddenly, he was doused with boiling water, his ears ringing as Corvus sounded the alarm.

"I knew the Eclipsian filth would return. It's not that hard to intercept you." A huge paw from the darkness grabbed Cedric by the throat. The hand seemed to belong to a giant, long pale clawed fingers gingerly weaved around the prince's neck.

"Don't fight back." Its body was hidden by a black robe. Hooves peeked under the cloak and red eyes peered at Cedric through the hood.

Cedric tried to draw his moon-sword or dagger, but he had neither. The creature smirked, watching the prince's pathetic attempts to escape. Like a spider watching a fly caught in a web.

"I have wandered in the eternal void for so long, Eclipsian Descendant. Your ancestors slaughtered my fathers and grandfathers. Is Alaric's blood strong within you? The Black Eye is coming. Here you call it... Eclipse. When the time is right we'll meet at the Red Castle, Eclipsian Filth."

Energy filled Cedric's body and through a bright flash, he was released from the monster's grip as the energy burned its palm.

"I'll be waiting," the Ancient one said before Cedric disappeared again, everything swam before his eyes and he collapsed into the grass, gulping greedily for air.

A white ferret ran in front of Cedric's face, leaving a misty trail behind it. Prince jumped back only to bump into a lying white fox, who made an incomprehensible sound as it looked at the intruder. The next moment the fox leaped into the forest.

Dozens of birds flew over Cedric's head, and animals - large and small - ran around.

"Welcome, Cedric, to the Spirit World," said Faithwinder from behind.

Prince turned around - Faithwinder was stroking a weird-looking horse, and for the first time the veiled mask seemed to hide a barely perceptible smile. The vulture on Faith's shoulder was watching Cedric with disapproval. "With the destruction of the Library, the spirits have returned home. For the first time in ages."

Cedric stood up, his eyes still spinning. He looked at Faithwinder, and at that moment the smile faded from the spirit's face.

The vulture made a menacing sound and flew up into the sky.

"You saw him. Again," said Faithwinder.

The horse Faithwinder was stroking approached Cedric and blew on him with its nostrils before heading in its own direction.

"Who is... he? You still didn't tell me who am I dealing with."

"Altaëri," Faithwinder said quietly. And just as the word fell from its veiled lips, life around stopped. Spirits of all sizes froze, and everyone looked their way. The world fell silent, and even the birds vanished from the dimming sky.

Cedric looked around in surprise. For the first time, it seemed to him that Faithwinder was not omnipotent. "You look scared. Who is it? How do we stop this Altaëri?"

"Altaëri is not a name, it's a race. This one Altaëri you met managed to somehow survive the billions of years that have passed since their extinction. His consciousness wandered the world until the priestesses of the Library foolishly mistook him for a spirit and captured into the body of one of the men. He found a physical shell and gained full power"

"Why didn't you tell me about it before?"

"Before, you should have helped me release my spirits, Cedric."

Cedric was silent for a moment, pondering what he had heard. Then he said, "Why didn't you tell me about the 20th descendant and the prophecy? I thought spirits were in my eternal gratitude. Why..." Cedric's voice trembled. "Why didn't you tell me that I have to die?"

Faithwinder took a step forward, though it felt like it was floating above the ground. All the spirits continued to observe the scene.

"Because this prophecy is not about you, Cedric The Savior of Eclipsian Dynasty. Don't forget about your mission. Stop the Cosmic Eclipse, stop Altaëri."

All the animals howled, sang and chimed in unison. A hand under the veil reached for the prince's chest.

Cedric felt like he was caught in a strong whirlwind and suddenly found himself back in his room.

Chapter 15: Execution

Seraphina sat in silence, her gaze fixed on the world beyond the window. Her hands cradled her belly. After having two babies, her stomach became a bit loose.

"My stomach isn't as taut as before, but there's nothing more beautiful than a woman's afterbirth body."

Seraphina wasn't wearing a dress, she sat with the head down, her firm tanned breasts dangling. She didn't care. She felt an unpleasant tingling inside, and in the morning it was blood again.

Her body was going through the same cycle once more.

Her womb was ready for fertilization by the right person. It was calling her to sow the seeds of life within its depths.

But that wasn't what the queen was thinking about at that moment, or rather not entirely.

"Cedric penetrated me again. My lovely son, the meaning of my life, entered me again. And thinking it was a dream I called out to him. I was calling for my son inside me, calling for him to fuck me. What have you done, Seraphina? Is that the kind of mother you always wanted to be? Your own son already penetrated you two times." She brushed her brown luxurious hair away from her face, tucking it behind the shoulders. Cedric said he wanted a child. Wanted her to be the mother of his 19th descendant.

"I've ruined my beloved son's life. I overflowed him with my love and now he says he wants me to bear him a child. He's out of his mind. No, it's just not right. I can't even believe it..." She squeezed her breasts, mimicking his strong grip full of love. "Aghhhh... but maybe he didn't mean it? Maybe he didn't realize what he was saying? Me and his child? No, the way he spoke, the look in his eyes... He was like an animal. He wanted it so much." She squeezed her pink nipple, massaging it. Gentler and gentler. "Mmmm, I wish you'd never grown up, Cedric. I miss so much having your lips on my nipples. I miss you enjoying my milk. I want you to suck it again.... ohhhhhhgghhh... Cedric." She began to massage her nipples more actively, harder, barely holding back a moan. "Oh, Cedric, I want you...I want you to come in again...I want you inside...you're so b..."

Queen's hand was intercepted by someone else's large palm. "Seraphina?"

She looked at Arik in horror. Her cheeks flushed at the realization that he'd caught her doing something so obscene.

"Arik?" She instantly covered herself with her bedspread. There were a few bloodstains.

Arik looked at his wife with a raised eyebrow and then gazed at bloodstains. "So my servants are right. You are ready for a new baby," he said, running his hand gently down her palm cheek. "Ain't you happy?"

Seraphina covered herself with the bedspread further up to her plump lips, hiding from husband's touch. "I'm sorry, Arik. I'm so sorry for what I did. I don't know why, but..."

"It's okay, Serfy. Although I have to admit I've never yet come in finding you playing with your nipples, but I get it. We haven't spent a night together since you returned, and tonight's Blunder execution... I know it's tough for you." He kissed her, unaware of what Seraphina was really trying to apologize for.

Seraphina placed her hand on her stomach, feeling a different sensation than her usual discomfort.

Swallowed Cedric's seed was still inside.

He gently took her hands in his, preparing to ask something important.

"Do you still love me, Serfy?"

"You've asked me this so many times since I came back, Arik, please..."

His expression was earnest. "Remember how you used to say that only true love creates the most wonderful children? Don't you believe in that? Didn't we create great children? Can we still make another one? Do we still have this true love?"

He watched, waiting for an answer. The answer that was so hard to say when your son's seed was still inside you. So hard to say, because a moment ago you dreamed of feeling your grown son's lips on your nipples, and maybe even inside you.

Seraphina took a deep breath. "I... love you, Arik. Our love is pure, and I believe it will bring us a beautiful child. There has never been another man in my heart. I know you suspect me, but you must be sure that I have never cheated on you with another man. I've never been unfaithful to you. Please, believe me," she pleaded. "I'll always stay true to you, every moment, every day," she hugged him with a blank stare.

"Thank you, my love," Arik whispered.

She stared out the window, completely unaware of what the next day would bring.

===

A lot of people gathered in a big square in the middle of the capital city. A man with an axe was waiting for the prisoners to arrive on a platform.

Seraphina carefully sat down on her seat in the designated place for the royal family.

Queen then glanced at Cedric, who was sitting next to her. Prince was rubbing his hair trying to hide the white streak at the roots.

It's been a few days, and they still haven't talked about what happened. Her heart raced whenever she thought about talking things through.

She grabbed her stomach.

"Are you okay, Mum?" asked Cedric.

"Yes, sweetie, everything's fine." The sound of his voice made her feel goosebumps. She heard it again. 'I'm going to make it inside, Mommy' and shivered.

"Ate something wrong, mother?" remarked Elowen wryly.

Seraphina remained silent.

Cedric couldn't stop thinking about what Faithwinder told him. "What did he mean by 'this isn't your prophecy?'" He carefully pulled out the family tree sheet as Elowen stepped away to take some food.

"Hide it, Cedric," Seraphina whispered, looking back at Elowen.

"You don't trust your own daughter?"

"Elowen is different now that we're back. I'm sure she's keeping a secret and has become too friendly with Arik. I'm worried about you, not myself."

He brought the sheet closer to her face. "You were looking for this, right? That very time in the hut, in Gshaan. Why?"

She glanced at the sheet, but didn't have time to answer. Elowen plopped down with her food in her chair. "What are you whispering about, lovebirds?" she said.

The first prisoner was led out. He had a sack on his head, but Cedric recognized him as Tolers, the queen's servant. The one who caught them together the other night. He was twitching, trying to get out as the guards led him.

"You still haven't told us what Tolers was guilty of, Cedric," Elowen watched mesmerized.

Seraphina blushed thickly and glanced at her son.

"He is guilty of jeopardizing my relationship with Mum," thought Cedric and replied. "He is a bad servant, Elowen. I'm sure he's a spy for Solarion."

"Funny. I never knew you were so cruel, brother."

Tolers was led into the center and the sack was removed. Cedric heard him shouting, "I need to talk to the king! Please, I'm not guilty!" Tolers only fell silent when the executioner chopped off his head with an axe.

Seraphina looked away in horror, and Cedric took her hand. They shared a meaningful look.

It had to be done for their safety.

"How interesting," Elowen said, popping some fruits into her mouth.

While looking at her son's handsome face, Seraphina saw how exhausted Cedric looked.

"Are you having nightmares again, dear?" She touched his face in a motherly way.

For the past few nights, Cedric had indeed been waking up in a cold sweat. He felt like a white hand was clenching around his throat again.

"It's okay, Mum," he touched her delicate hand. Seraphina's face flushed for a few seconds. He wanted so badly to reach up and kiss her. He didn't care if everyone would see.

The sound of Arik's voice made them let go of each other. Elowen kept eating berries and fruits not noticing their shared moment.

The king stepped up onto the platform, unraveling his long hair and towering over the crowd.

The crowd was silent. The fear of their king was evident.

"Today is a big day, Eclipsian citizens. Betrayal lurks within our own ranks, with those who once pledged loyalty and claimed kinship now turning against us," uttered Arik, easily taking a huge executioner's axe. "In times of change, we trust those closest to us, but when that trust is broken, there's only one punishment: death."

Arik looked towards the lodge, focusing on Cedric. The prince glanced at Seraphina, who was nervously playing with her dress.

"Today, we're executing Lord Blunder!"

===

With the torch in hand, Cedric made his way to the deepest part of the dungeon. He was reluctantly allowed into a stinking, musty chamber.

"Lord Blunder?"

"Cedric?" Blunder raised his head, sitting on the floor. "Are you alive? I thought that..."

"For now, yes. I've come to get you out of the dungeon, Lord."

He stepped closer and Blunder grabbed the prince's arm. "No."

"No?"

"No, Cedric. I don't want to be rescued."

"What do you mean? Arik will execute you!"

Blunder lowered his tired eyes. "I am already beyond saving. I have failed my men, failed my people. There is nothing left for me out there."

"But... but wasn't our plan to save the world?"

Blunder let out a heavy sigh. "That mission is no longer mine to carry. You are no longer the frightened child who left the castle hiding behind mother's back. You are what a true Eclipse Emperor should be, Cedric. You are a good man."

Cedric stared at Blunder silently, feeling bitter. "I don't understand. Are you not afraid to die?"

"You stop fearing death when you know the moment of its arrival; when you know that your death will bring more meaning than your life." Blunder coughed and whispered, "Can you tell me, Cedric, did Riley make it?"

Cedric paused for a moment, then knelt beside Blunder and unsheathed Riley's dagger. As Blunder's gaze met the glinting blade, he turned his head away.

"I'm sorry, Lord. Riley gave his life so that we could escape."

Blunder kept eyes averted.

"I know he was dear to you and his sacrifice will never be forgotten. He wanted you to know that he was always loyal to the mission. And he was always loyal to you, Lord."

Blunder reached out to touch the dagger, his hands trembling. "Keep it. Carry on our mission, Cedric," he said, his voice wavering. "Don't let all these deaths be in vain."

Cedric returned the dagger to the boot and rose to his feet.

"Return to your family, Prince. Return to your mother. Take care of her. She loves you more than you can ever imagine. Thank you for coming. Know it, I'll face my end with a smile."

===

The crowd cheered as the axe in the king's hands severed Blunder's head.

The smile never left his lips until the last breath.

Cedric's entire face paled, betraying the deep-seated animosity he harbored.

"I'm not sad," said Elowen. She didn't hide her meaningful smile. "He deserved to die."

"Elowen!" Seraphina looked angrily at her daughter.

"He mistreated me. His men are our enemies, Mum. They all should die." She got up and ran off.

"What is going on with that girl?" Seraphina sighed.

"What's going on with us, Mum?" asked Cedric.

Seraphina looked around, the guards and servants were absent.

"You want to talk about us right now? Nothing is and nothing can be going on with us. I...I can still taste you on my lips. Your seed is probably still inside me. You're putting us at incredible risk, sweetheart. Arik will execute you even for touching me inappropriately. You shouldn't have come to my place that night. It was a terrible mistake. You took advantage of me while I was sleeping."

"But you liked it, didn't you? I wanted to give you back the love you've given me all these years since I was born. And I've never felt as close to you as I did in those moments when we were intimate. I know it must be unpleasant to hear me say this, but..."

"Sons shouldn't return their love to their mothers like that. That's wrong!"

"I heard you calling me in the dream. You were begging me to do it. Wasn't that wrong?"

Seraphina turned away in dismay. "No, you...you couldn't have heard it. Oh, Cedric."

He softly took Mum's hand. "I know you're scared, Mum. We have to talk about all of this, everything that's going on between us. Our quest didn't just change me. It changed both of us. I love you, and I will never take it back. I don't know if it's a curse or a blessing, but I love you, Mum..."

"I'm your mother, Cedric. And Arik is my husband."

"Your husband just executed our friend. How many people died in the valley because of him? Do you still want a child with him? He's a tyrant."

"He is your father. Arik and I... Our true love will produce new wonderful children."

Something seemed to stick in her throat.

"Do you still love him?" asked Cedric quietly.

Her belly began to tingle uncomfortably again.

"I know you are ready for a pregnancy. Your body is telling you that you're ready for it just like back then, in the tent. I remember what you said. I will find a wife, fulfill my duty, and produce a 19th descendant. Maybe you're my wife. Maybe that's what the prophecy wants?"

"Don't you ever dare to say it to my face again." She suddenly grabbed his hand and squeezed it painfully. He tried to make sure his fingers didn't get crushed again. "Me? Produce 19th descendant for you? I gave birth to you and raised you, Cedric. I was your mother for 18 long years! For god's sake! Stop being so delusional. I'm not your wife, I'm not the mother of your children. Arik is my husband and my love. You are my son! Just because I happen to let you inside me doesn't mean I want to be your wife for the rest of my life, honey."

Seraphina stood up abruptly, picking up her dress. "We're done."

===

The faint light of torches burned in the Planetarium.

Cedric watched the drawings on the walls, the moon on the very ceiling. He recalled the legends that the power of the Eclipse allowed his ancestors to use unique abilities.

In his dream, he saw how the 6th descendant, Thaloran, at the onset of the second Eclipse decided to pass the power on to his descendants to destroy Solarion and take over the mainland.

"How in the world has Solarion even held on to the war for so many years?" Cedric carefully pulled out a sheet of the family tree. "What's behind this stain with a mysterious ancestor?"

He quickly hid the sheet when someone entered the Planetarium.
It was King Arik. "I didn't think I'd find you here, son," Arik said. "You never liked this place. Always too busy doing some childish silly things. Hardly ever seriously cared about your heritage. How did your mother take Blunder's execution?"

Cedric took a deep breath. "Blunder was her friend."

"Only a friend? Or maybe something more?" the king stepped closer, hovering slightly over his son.

"There is no one she loves more than you, Father," Cedric said with effort. "Blunder didn't deserve this. He was a good man, and my friend."

"Then you should be smarter about choosing your friends." Arik put a hand on his shoulder. "I don't know if I told you that before or not, but your labor 18 years ago was difficult. We thought your mother would die, and you along with her. Only a miracle saved you. The gods gave you both a chance to live. I understand that your mother made you believe in the prophecy, made you love her, but you realize you can't truly love her? When our new child is born, your brother or sister, everything will be as it was, Cedric. Don't you want things to be like they were before?"

Cedric looked at his father's aged face. "The Cosmic Eclipse will destroy us all, Father."

Arik stopped talking and stretched to his full height. He was now hovering over Cedric even more. His face was contorted in anger, his hand ready to strike.

"So you're going to believe stupid prophecies, after all, Cedric. And you believe in your own death?"

The king grabbed the prince by the throat, squeezing in a vise-like grip.

"I saw you talking with your mother during the execution. I saw the way you held her hand, the way you looked at her. What did you say to her? What did you say to my wife? Didn't I warn you? Am I not inspiring fear in you?"

"Let me go..." Cedric tried to free himself, grabbing Riley's dagger.

"You are..." Arik paused at the half-word, his eyes widening in surprise. He stared at the top of the Prince's head. Where the white hair began.

"Your hair," he said. "it's turning white" Then, unexpectedly, he smiled. "I can't believe it. Your hair is turning white, Cedric."

Arik struggled to contain his laughter. "I'm sorry, Cedric," he said, patting his son's shoulder without much regret in his voice. Cedric stared at him as if he were crazy.

"I have to talk to your mother," Arik walked towards the door.

Cedric kept his hand on his dagger until the king reached the doors. Arik opened the large double entry, but didn't come out. His eyes darted around frantically, as if the new hair color was changing something important.

The king slowly looked at his son.

"You're wrong. There's someone she loves more than me -- her cherished son. You've been the center of her world since day one, even before you were born. Ever since I first met her in the valley, she's been crazy about having a son."

He closed the door suddenly, leaving Cedric alone with his own thoughts.

===

Seraphina slammed the door behind her as soon as they were back in the castle. "I have to figure out how to make Cedric forget about me," she muttered to herself, her hand unconsciously reaching for her boon and gripping her nipple through the dress.

She barely had time to remove her hand when the door suddenly opened and Arik walked in. Seraphina sat up on the bed in surprise, keeping her eyes on her husband. The king paced slowly, studying the emotions playing across his wife's face. "Are you mourning his death?"

It took a moment for her to understand who was he talking about.

"Blunder didn't deserve to be executed," Seraphina said quietly.

"Do you think so?" Arik walked over to the window. "I wonder if you say that because of your kindness or because Blunder was your lover?"

"Blunder has always been only my friend. He's been a friend of our royal family his entire life! You...you...how many people you killed in the valley by sending Tilidus there. Why? I never asked you why did you do it?"

"Did you not figure it out yet?"

Seraphina pondered. "Because you thought Blunder was my lover?"

Arik was silent, looking into her eyes.

She jumped out of the bed. "You killed all those people because you thought I was cheating on you with Blunder? You're a fool!" She punched him in the chest. "How could you? Why did you do it?" she punched, but Arik didn't even flinch.

"Elowen told me everything, Serfy. Don't deny it."

"You believe our daughter more than you believe me?"

"But she was right about you and Cedric, wasn't she?"

Seraphina nearly fell over, everything swam in front of her eyes.

He grasped her hand. "How many times have you pleasured our son, Seraphina? What's wrong with you?"

"How can you say that about our Cedric?"

"About your Cedric, Seraphina! You've always called him Cedric, Savior of the Eclipsian Dynasty. You loved him too much. Because of your past, you always had an unhealthy interest in our son. You wanted a son with a perfect life, you wanted to give him endless love. Now look where that endless love has gotten you. Did you pleasure him? Maybe you even let him fuck you?"

"Let me go!" She tried to get released, but he held her tightly by both hands. No amount of her fighting skills could help her this time.

"I've been putting off this conversation for a long time, love. I'm angry. I'm very angry with you. Were you even honest when you said that you never cheated on me? Were you honest when you said you'll always be faithful to me until the day you die? Were you honest when you said you love me? I'm too tired of playing. I'm tired of being patient and acting like a good husband. I need this baby, Seraphina. Either you are going to give it to me on your own or am I going to take you by force!"

At that moment she spat in his face.

"Aghkkk." He threw Seraphina back on the bed, and she nearly hit her head against the wall.

"You are full of ugly secrets, Seraphina." He wiped his eyes. "I forbid you to leave the castle from now on."

He headed for the door to leave her chambers while Seraphina rubbed her hands. She hadn't fully realized jet what just happened. For the first time in so many years, they'd had a serious fight.

Suddenly, her anger boiled over again. She glanced at the Library tattoo on her forearm. The blood of the Exarchy spoke within. "Hypocrite. You judge me for my secrets, but you never told me what you were doing at the Library the year we met."

He looked at her with a peculiar anger, an anger that seemed to have been hiding inside him all this time. And only in that brief moment did it manifest itself.

"Good night, my love." He closed the door.

When the door slammed shut, a waterfall of tears came from the queen's eyes. She walked to the window, for a second she thought she was going to jump, but it was only a second thought that passed right away.

The warm evening air bathed her in a wave, allowing Seraphina to relax and think.

Cedric needed her on this night.

Chapter 16: Mother's Love

The moon rose high in the sky as Seraphina quietly crept into her son's chambers, barely rustling her cloak. She wiped away the accumulated tears.

Cedric slept carefree in the bed completely undressed. Her baby, her little Cedric.

Seraphina carefully climbed onto the bed, getting close to him. She hugged her son as a loyal mother, running her long fingers through chestnut hair (the same she had) and kissing the back of Cedric's neck with love. Every touch she gave him was full of motherly love, every kiss overflowed with maternal affection.

"I've come to protect you from nightmares, baby. You are the meaning of my life. You are the essence of my existence. I wish you were a baby again. My baby, my little dear son." She whispered tenderly between long sweet kisses.

Cedric stirred, opening his eyes and meeting her gaze. "Mum?"

He looked into her eyes, she looked into his. They watched each other afraid to move.

"I wanted to spend some time with you and to make sure you are having good sweet dreams." She kissed him on the cheek, and on the forehead. "My dear."

"You smell nice, Mum." He put his hands on her curvy big hips.

"That's because you are a man and I'm currently... Well, it doesn't matter. There's nothing nice about it. It's quite messy. I just want to be with you again. I want to imagine that you are a newborn again. I want to hold you in my hands."

He reached and pulled down her bust, unveiling Seraphina's breasts.

"Ugh, Cedric?" Her full, graceful Queen breasts poked out from behind the cut-out on top of her chest. Seraphina watched tensely and bit her lip as his soft lips circled around her large hard nipple. "Ohhh, my baby." Seraphina rubbed the back of his head.

Cedric succored her nipple with full vigor, nuzzling her breast, pleasure building in him.

"This is precisely the way sons are supposed to express their love for their mothers...oohhhhhhhhhhhh, honey, be gentle with your teeth. You'll grow so big and strong with my milk."

There was no milk, but Cedric wanted to make it look like there was. He was hard as a rock under the covers, his moist cock grating against her knees, but Seraphina pretended nothing was happening. He nibbled gently on each of her nipples. First one, then the other, his mucus completely covering the pink halos and some of the white skin around them.

His taste buds savored that long-abandoned flavor. The taste of mother's breast.

"God, Cedric, you make it feel so good. I wish you were a child forever." she straddled his back, clawing at it. With her other hand slid down and grasped his member. From the abrupt contact with her mother's hand, his cock spurted some sheer pre-cum onto her. With mute fright, Seraphina pulled her hand out, examining the fluids on her hand. Her eyes and eyelids twitched slightly as he continued to suck. The goo stretched from finger to finger, finger to finger, and the odor hit her nostrils. "But you are not a child anymore...Ughh, Cedric."

She slipped two fingers under his mouth, trying to free her nipple "I have to go now, Cedric...I'm sure Mommy has fed her son well. I just came to see you, sweetheart, and make sure you weren't having nightmares. I have to go to my chambers."

His teeth refused to let go. "I have to use it since she let me suck her nipples. It's one in a lifetime chance."

Cedric turned her onto her back, released her nipple, and then climbed under the bedspread, finding himself between Mum's legs. "No, Cedric. We can't..."

He reached closer, nibbling the walls of the pink vertical portal he'd emerged from 18 years ago. She was so wet and the smell that came from his birthplace drove Cedric crazy.

Seraphina clawed at his head, holding back a wild moan.

"Aghhhhhhhhh....Ce-e-e-edric...stop, don't."

He licked her entire pussy.

Seraphina gathered her strength and in a last decisive attempt pushed him away. He caught her from behind, when she tried to leave, ripping her dress off and finding himself in a doggie position.

"No, Cedric!"

His wet tip touched her wet entrance.

"Let me do it. Let US do it" whispered Cedric, his cock facing her vagina.

"Aren't you disgusted to enter the vagina you emerged from, Cedric?"

"No, because I'm coming home, Mum."

"Huh?"

The next moment he was literally flopping into her, thrusting through her tight mother tunnel, hitting her uterus with his spear tip and her ass with his balls.

"UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, MUM!!!"

"Aghhhhhhhhhhh, Cedric!" she moaned.

He withdrew and entered again, her walls girdling his cock. He pounded Mum's hips with all body's might.

"How can you be so tight, Mum. You gave birth to me..."

"You're just too...big for my pussy, honey," mumbled Seraphina. "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh." A moan escaped her lips after each slap of their hips, each slap of his straining balls against her tight ass.

"This is...aghhhh... it, true love. Ughhhhhhhhhhhh." He attacked her vagina with sharp strokes, increasing the speed with each second.

He kissed her neck, her back, her hair. He wrapped his arms around her stomach, pressing his body fully against hers like animals do. "Aghhhhh, Cedric..."

"I want to see your face." He pulled out, toppling Seraphina onto her back and instantly entering again.

She hugged him by the head despite his sharp strokes. She tenderly pressed her lips against his cheeks and mouth, embodying the warmth of a devoted mother.

"Ughhh, Mum..." Her kisses made his heart ache. He entered sharply again, forcing his way through her tight wet pink maternal insides. At that moment he was struck by lightning - the pleasure of her kisses, his mother's presence, and the pleasure of the crazy sex all melded together. He felt pure love for the first time.

He was giving her back the love that had been building up inside for so many years. And what better way than to reciprocate his mother's love in the form of true love - the creation of a child.

"How can you...ughhhh, God... How can you so aggressively hump the same tunnel you came out of, my love. The place from which I created you."

"I return my love to you, Mum. I love your pussy." He increased the speed. Cedric was hitting harder, shaking the bed. The whole room seemed to shake. Her strong neck muscles clenched and tensed so gracefully with each powerful thrust.

"ahhhhhhhhh...Ughhhhhhhhhh...you are...fast....AGGHHHHHHHH, Cedric... You're ripping me apart...agghhhh." She grabbed his hips, trying to slow her son down at least a little, but nothing could stop him. His cock was penetrating her ovulating pussy.

"Your thighs are beautiful...they're going to give me a baby...ughhhhhh, Gods, Mum. I can't believe you're really going to do this."

"Don't say that, Cedric...don't say that. I know you want to, but I'm your mother... You are hurting your Mommy... aghhhhhhhhhhhhh."

The faint moonlight suddenly entered the room and illuminated their lovemaking. Seraphina was too preoccupied with her conflicting feelings to pay attention.

"Oghhhh Gosh. What can be better than making kids! Do you want your dear son to fill you, Mum? Ughhhhhh..." he moaned like an animal with each deep penetration. He greedily sank into her plump red lips.

"S-shlow-w...dohwn-n...ughkhhh, Cphedrick." She mooed through the kiss under his strokes. Sweat turned to light steam from the intense friction of their bodies. "Ughhhh, aghhhhh, hurts."

He kept increasing the speed, the pressure of his hips. He went further at a faster pace, disregarding her words.

"Why...aghhh...aghhh... Why aren't you slowing down..." Her teeth were shaking violently, and she barely had time to moan or squeak, for the moan of one blow was immediately replaced by the moan of the next.

Like last time, she cradled his head and tried to get through to him using her motherly tone, "You don't have to do this inside, Cedric. You don't have to...Don't make your mother sad. Let's just stop it right now... Did I raise you....ughhhhh... like that, baby?"

This time, however, his pleasure only increased. "Kghhhh, yes, Mommy. My balls are....aching to pump you with my seed. Hghhhhhhh...ughhhhhhhhrrr."

"No, sweetie, my baby, my son, please....You were always s-such a good boy.Agghhhhhhhhhhhh...."

"Ughhh, yes... You making it so hard to hold it... Fuuu-uuuuuck. Hghhhh. Keep calling me baby. I'm your baby, Mum... Yes. I am the son you've always wanted..." He kissed her sweetly on the lips. "Ughhh. Shit...My balls hurt from the urge to pump my cum into you, your scent driving me crazy."

"Cedric...ughhh...Cedric, my baby." She surrendered and sunk her teeth into his shoulder, working her way through her first orgasm. The power of his thrusts stretched her insides with every move.

He increased his pace again. She could feel Cedric's tip poking at her insides. The sound of their flesh slapping started getting too loud.

"You are mine woman now, Mum...ughhhh... Mommy. Am I the love of your life? Aghhhggg."

Seraphina was still recovering from her orgasm, she seemed on the verge of passing out. He slapped her lightly on her breasts, her soft skin quivering, then he slapped her face.

"Yes, yes, Cedric... Hghhhhhhhh.. You are the meaning of my life. Fuck your Mum. Ughhhhhh. So good...Ughhhh..."

He slapped her lightly across the face again. He liked it (especially since she had slapped him herself many times before)

"Don't... slap me..." she mumbled.

"Ughhhhh, Muuum, I can't hear you." He grabbed her face, using his other hand to slap her tight big tits again, then her face. His thumb entered her mouth with precision.

"I pshaid dphon't slhap...ughhhhh....mhpeee...CEDRIC!" she mumbled through his finger in her mouth.

He hit her again, then again and again. Then slapping her boobs, watching it jiggle in waves.

"Cedhpric!" She wanted to be angry, but he was controlling the situation. He slapped her hips sharply, pausing for a few seconds. It was a series of several powerful blows that shook her entire body. He slapped again, her cheek reddening.

"UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! AGHhhh, Fuuuck, Mum!!!!" His balls shook even more and contracted with intense pain. He was preparing for the decisive moment.

He paused for a moment, feeling her two cheeks clutching his cock tightly, Seraphina's insides quivering around his cock. His balls rested gently on mum's firm ass. He tried to catch his breath, and his lips made contact with hers in a gentle wet kiss.

"Arik's going to kill you...honey..." said Seraphina almost crying.

"I'm ready to die for you, Mum."

"Don't say it, please. I don't want you to die." She whispered and caressed his arms, his back, his hair gently.

"I love you, Mum." He softly interlocked his lips with hers again, devouring the taste of Mum's saliva.

"But it's so wrong, dear. What's wrong with us? I can feel it inside me, I can feel it twitching. Gosh, Cedric."

He lowered his head slightly and kissed her breast, kissed her nipple and took it into his mouth. Seraphina jerked like she was in a powerful orgasm and wrapped her arms around his head.

"My baby," she whispered softly, massaging the back of his neck. That motherly voice was enough to give him his strength back. Cedric attacked her vagina again. "My dear son, the love of my life... UGHHhhhhhHH!!! The reason I live. Fill me to the brim!"

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, UGHHHH." She cried out after each hard slap against her thighs, with each firm slap on her pussy, each time his cock tore into her soft pink cheeks, going as deep as he could.

He nibbled gently on her nipples, sucking on them. His other hand clutched at her neck. The grip of her vagina was reminiscent of the way Seraphina's hands gripped his fingers with all their strength by the water.

"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...AGHHhhh...UGHHH!!! MUUUM!" he pounded and pounded, fucking her, kissing her nipples.

Wet hair entwined on Seraphina's forehead and face. She was barely aware of what was happening, her fingers rubbing Cedric's hair.

He stopped again when another sharp slam of his balls against Seraphina's ass made him think he was going to explode. His balls hurt so badly it was as if they had been clenched into a fist.

"I don't want this night to end, Mum." He continued to gently suck on her red nipples. Her pussy was already quite messy.

"This has to....ughh.. to end, Cedric. Finish it." She could hardly breathe.

"Will you raise our kid... without me?"

"Don't say it, Cedric... please... You have to...pull out. Don't listen to me... Pull out, I'm begging you."

He pulled his cock out and promptly re-entered, grabbing Seraphina by the neck. "No."

"Cedric..."

The crucial moment was very nigh. He was ready to spurt out the cum that had been building up inside him for 18 years, preparing for this very moment.

"You. Are. Mine... Ughhhh, Muuum!!!"

"Cedric," she whispered with motherly tenderness, catching the moment between wild moans. One word, one sound of his name out of her mouth, was enough to end it.
"Mum..." Just as it's intended by nature, he entered balls deep inside her. With one sharp stroke, he entered all the way in, jerking Seraphina's entire body upward. "UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"" His hips twitched, balls spasmed.

It was as if he dipped in ice water, cold to the point of goosebumps as the first shot hit her womb with precise accuracy.

He exploded.

She wrapped her arms around his ass and to his surprise pushed him inside her even deeper.

The first ropes of cum hit the opening of her womb. His dick throbbed and twitched, emitting vital fluid. "Aghhhhhh... Mum." He gasped with a rush of emotion and sensations, out of breath, a white light flashed before his eyes, once, twice, three times. And each time he saw Seraphina's beautiful face.

"I feel it... yesss. So much."

He continued to shoot his semen into her sweet vagina, the same vagina that gave birth to him. She watched mesmerized as his cock pulsed, transporting streams of white liquid inside her fertile womb. Even as the white fluids filled the inside fully and began to flow out of her - his cock continued to throb and gush out new and new streams of hot seed. There was so much of it, she was bathing in his semen.

Cedric felt like he was already dead, and everything that was happening was afterlife.

"It's so warm inside," she whispered, savoring the moment.

He planted a gentle kiss on her cheek while gently holding her chin. "Thank you, Mum."

"You...you..." she breathed heavily, her inner muscles twitching spurting outward hot fluid from her vagina. "You impregnated me, Cedric. I don't believe it. You cum so hard... Arik has never cum so much." she ran her hand over the spot where the thick white fluid was leaking out, rubbing it.

"This is the best day of my life, Mum."

Giving up, she lay back on the pillow, allowing herself to rest. Their heads were at the same level. Cedric looked tired, as if after a long battle.

"Is it true?" whispered Seraphina. "Is this the best day of your life because you knocked me up?"

He nodded like a happy child.

Seraphina rubbed his hair, curling the short brown locks into her fingers.

"This wasn't supposed to happen. We shouldn't have done this, Cedric."

"But it happened." He wrapped his arms around her hair, winding it around his hand and pulled her head up to his, taking in her plump, soft motherly lips. She tried to pull away, but his kiss was too harsh, full of insolence and desire to possess her.

"Cedric!"

"You're mine now, Mum."

===

The door opened. Cedric quickly grabbed his sword from the floor as several soldiers in dark armor rushed in. Seraphina wrapped herself in a bedspread. Cedric glanced at the soldiers who had drawn their swords.

Suddenly, Arik's voice boomed, "If you come out, Seraphina, I won't harm him."

After a moment, Seraphina emerged from behind the bedspread. Disheveled, wet, and sweaty, full of Cedric's semen, she looked up at her husband standing in the room. "Arik..."

"I can't believe you stooped to this, Serfy."

Cedric swiftly unsheathed his blade with a sharp, loud motion.

"Leave us." The king turned to the soldiers.

Cedric kept his eyes on the king. "And what will you do now, old man? Kill me?"

Prince swallowed nervously, shielding his eyes a bit as he lifted his sword. "No one is ever ready," he whispered, repeating it like a chant.

"I've killed for less..." Arik gritted through his teeth and took a step forward.

"Arik, please, my love," Seraphina pleaded as she stood up and reached out to her husband. But he swung at her, knocking her aside.

"Don't you dare touch me, you whore," he shouted.

Cedric took a step forward and the sword wounded his father in the arm, the very one he used to struck Seraphina. Arik jerked away.

King lunged at Cedric. Even without a weapon, Arik was a formidable opponent. One the blows sent Cedric into a half knockout. With a healthy hand the king lifted him by the throat.

"Everything was going so well according to plan, but taking my wife away from me, taking my Seraphina away from me! I won't let it happen. Never!"

"Arik, please."

"Shut up, woman. I won't kill him... He will die, but not now. Not here. The war will teach him a lesson."

===

It was bright day. New day.

Cedric sat in a bumpy wagon, feeling rested. He didn't have nightmares about the creature; instead, he dreamed happily about his mother and their past night.

His face hurt, and his eye was bruised. A white streak in on the head showed that it would soon be all white.

"We entered Solarion territory. You and I have much ahead of us, Corvus. We have the world to save."

He was flipping through some kind of book in his hands. "Long ago, there might have been another smart species living on the land before humans. Why they vanished is still a mystery. What could have caused the extinction of an entire race?"

He set the book aside and tiredly picked up a second one. "...Alaric Starborne was a skilled warrior, a strong leader, and the one who found the Eclipse Empire. However, like everyone else, he couldn't escape death. His life ended suddenly when his enemies poisoned him during breakfast with ripe berries. King Alaric was famous for enjoying fruits and Eclipsian enemies used this weakness."

Cedric carefully closed the book and leaned back. "My child will grow inside Seraphina. That means the 19th descendant will be born. From that moment on, the countdown for my death begins."

The wagon came to a sudden stop. He was not disconcerted by the sounds of battle and shouts of "We are ambushed". He carefully drew his moon sword and sheathed Riley's dagger.

The door of the wagon opened. Cedric saw the bodies of Eclipse Dynasty soldiers strewn across the road. Archers in dark cultist robes aimed at him.

"Greetings, Prince Cedric," uttered a man in a golden mask. "My name is Gargantua. You will come with us."

Eclipsian Dynasty Pt. 06

The story of Prince Cedric, his Mum and sister continues.

Chapter 17: Unexplored Horizons

Cedric packed his belongings and loaded them into a wagon along with the moon-sword and dagger.

The day seemed so beautiful, the morning sun illuminating the castle. The courtyard was paved with stone and adorned with stables, imposing columns, and the grand entrance leading to the royal castle.

He looked up at the queen's window but saw no one. Cedric sighed tensely.

"Perhaps last night was the final time I saw her. Poor Mum," he thought, twirling the moon-sword. "If I am destined to die as the prophecy foretells, allowing my 19th descendant to be born, so be it. But before that, I will try to stop the Cosmic Eclipse. Alone if I have to."

A pleasant tightness filled his chest as he sensed someone approaching. Elowen carried a couple of books, looking just as she did during their journey--in a green cloak and a light, cutout fabric outfit.

"Almost forgot to give you this. Whew," she handed him some books. "These are about Soliarion and Alaric, Dynasty founder. Something to read on the road."

He tossed the books into the wagon without much interest.

"How is it that you're the only one who cares about me now? I always thought it was the other way around," Cedric with a tired smile looked at his older sister.

"I warned you, dummy. I told you what Dad would do if he caught you two, didn't I?"

"Yeah. You did."

They stood in awkward silence for a moment.

"Do you feel it inside?" Elowen suddenly asked. "I mean, the spirit. Right? This thing... Can you feel it?"

"Yes, all the time. You?"

"I do. I feel..." She hesitated, shifting from foot to foot. "I feel it especially strongly when you're near, Cedric."

"Yes. Same. Our spirits connected. Faithwinder said they're spirits of love or something."

"Yeah, right. Spirits of love," she said, punching him on the shoulder, but somewhat hesitantly. Her tone shifted as she lowered her head, murmuring, "I don't want you to leave, Cedric."

"I don't want to leave either. I'm so scared, Elowen."

As he finished talking she embraced Cedric tightly, causing him to drop several bags as he returned the hug. They both felt a comforting tightness in their chests, a moment of warmth and deep connection in their hearts.

"Everything will be fine, Cedric. I promise. Our dumb spirits can connect even when we're far apart. I'll always be near."

He buried his face in her shoulder and dark hair. At that moment, she seemed to him the dearest and most beloved sister in the whole world.

"Thank you," he whispered.

"It's time to leave," one of the approaching guards said.

He expected Elowen to push him away like she always did when someone saw them close, but she didn't. She kept hugging him, enjoying their last moments together.

"I won't forget how you cared for me in the Valley, little brother. I'll take care of Mum, I promise," Elowen whispered. She kissed his cheek and let go.

He tenderly touched Elowen's face. One last time. "Goodbye, sissy."

Elowen smiled. It pleased him, so he climbed into the wagon with more confidence. He looked at her standing outside the carriage. She waved, and suddenly the door closed.

"Goodbye, Mama's boy."

===

2 months before the Cosmic Eclipse.

He shuffled forward, his feet dragging tiredly. Chains clanked on his arms and legs. The cold was harsher than anything he'd felt before. Solarion's northern chill felt unreal.

The Cult members led him through a frozen, empty forest. Cloaked in dark robes, they hauled Cedric along the path. The one on his left carried Cedric's moon-sword, while the one on his right held Riley's dagger.

At the front walked a man with a golden mask -- Gargantua. Cedric recognized him.

A cultist kicked Cedric in the back, speaking in a hissing way. Cedric thought, "Solarion language," remembering the old woman from the settlement.

It hurt to walk. He was still in pain after Arik's beating and his leg throbbed.

"You know, guys, there was a book in my wagon," Cedric said. "I read that Solarionians feel no fear. Sounds like nonsense. It also mentioned that King Malachin's army is actually as cowardly as chickens. Is that true?"

A few cultists laughed.

"I know you," Cedric said, still staring at Gargantua's back. "Let me guess. You chickened out and let the monster escape, getting your men killed? You know, the monster with hooves and claws from the Library. Is that what happened?"

Gargantua stopped, and cultists followed suit. The next second he drew his sword.

"How do you know about the monster?"

Prince was silent. Another cultist spoke in a hissing language and gestured at Cedric's hair.

"No, the mud from Eclipse cannot serve as a vessel," Gargantua said. Cedric was forced to his knees, his feet painfully touching the cold ground.

"Are you scared of my sword, pup? Your labeled us as cowards. Aren't you a coward?" The cold blade pressed close to Cedric's neck. "Aren't you a cowardly chicken?"

"I'm not afraid to die," Cedric thought, remembering the prophecy. He must die so that the 19th descendant, his and Seraphina's child, could live.

If he died now, then it was destined. And yet, his lower lip was twitching.

Cedric swallowed, feeling a surge of energy within him, the power of Corvus' spirit flowing through his blood.

Gargantua pulled back the blade. "There's a difference between hiding fear and not feeling it, Prince. Pick him up."

Two cultists grabbed Cedric.

"Keep your mouth shut, or I'll cut your long tongue. The journey to the Red Castle is long. Let's go," Gargantua said as he sheathed his sword.

At that moment, a white speck descended to the ground in front of Cedric, followed by another. The next one landed on his shoulders. White ash, Cedric thought, began to fall everywhere, growing more intense with each passing second.

Cedric looked up. "Is that snow?"

Cultists watched silently as prince experienced his first snowfall.

===

But the joy from the snow quickly turned into hatred. The weather changed to a strong blizzard, but they kept moving. The cultists ignored the snow, but Cedric stumbled with nearly every step. His muscles refused to move in such cold.

"Do you still like the snow, Prince?" Gargantua shouted through the howling wind, a smile seemingly playing on his lips as Cedric fell once more, his face covered in cold snowflakes. Every nerve ached from the biting cold.

Soon, the barren, frigid landscape gave way to ruins. The serene, snowy plains and hills were replaced by scorched earth, and the stench of death filled the air. On either side lay the shattered camps of the Empire. Dogs ran ahead of the cultists, fighting over scraps of bodies. They halted in a wasteland, with smoke from the camp visible on the horizon.

They were very close to the front line.

"Over there are Tilidus' troops," Gargantua pointed far off towards the hills. One of the cultists unlocked the shackles on Cedric's legs. "But don't expect a warm welcome. The soldiers who escorted your convoy told us you were being taken to your death before we dealt with them. They planned to execute you."

Gargantua turned and headed in the other direction, deeper into the north. Several other cultists followed him, leaving Cedric alone, shivering from the cold.

Cedric looked at the hill, then turned and followed the cultists. Walking without chains was much easier.

He walked over debris, garbage, and possibly even bodies. He stepped through ash and places that had once been scenes of slaughter. Snow covered everything, leaving the horrors beneath to his imagination. Cedric cautiously climbed over a fallen, century-old tree, oblivious to the Solarion army passing nearby.

His thoughts were consumed by one person--the reason he kept going: his mother.

"I hope you are doing better then me now, Mum. I hope you are okay."

He dragged his feet until evening, the chill and exhaustion pricking his skin like needles.

"Time to rest," Gargantua said, appearing beside him and guiding to a spot on the ground. Cedric sank onto the chilly earth as nearby cultists lit a fire and pitched tents.

Gargantua removed his black hood, revealing a mane of silver hair. His golden mask clung firmly to his face, and his warm brown eyes fixed intensely on Cedric as he honed his blade.

"Why? Why am I still alive?" Cedric's voice was strained. "Why not just end it here? Why drag me all the way to the Red Castle?"

"Why?" Gargantua sighed. "Why didn't we just kill you back there at the Valley camp then? Why? Because King Arik can always have another coward son with his gorgeous brown-haired bitch- wife. You are needed as a hostage, Prince. King Malachin will decide your fate. He needs you, but I am not permitted to tell you why."

"So, I'm just a hostage. Right." Cedric couldn't take his eyes off the fire, shivering from the intense cold.

"I wonder where is Mum now? Is she angry for what I did? Angry that I wanted to impregnate her? Will Mum ever forgive me? It was the best night of my life, but what if she's back with Dad now?"

Gargantua interrupted Cedric's thoughts.

"Eternal life awaits only the fearless," he said.

"What?" Cedric whispered, warmed by the campfire.

"That's how we live. You asked if we are fearless? We live to die in battle, to confront and defeat the soldiers of the Eclipsian Empire. Some label us as psychos for our beliefs, but we see it as the ultimate expression of freedom. We exist to engage in combat. To live and die in a fight to then live forever."

Gargantua put his sword aside and looked intently into Cedric's eyes.

"And what do you live for, Cedric, Savior of the Eclipsian Dynasty?" he said mockingly.

Cedric imagined a woman, her hands cradling her swollen belly, fingers tracing patterns across the skin. Her cascading brown locks framed her face as they spilled over her shoulders. He tenderly kisses her plump lips, and before that, she smiles, welcoming him as her husband and king.

"For her," Cedric murmured almost inaudibly, avoiding Gargantua's direct gaze. However, the masked man let out a chuckle, catching Cedric's response.

"So someone awaits you at home, right?" Gargantua's eyes gleamed beneath the mask. "Love is a splendid thing in youth. Love... Every woman here bears at least five children, ensuring that when a father passes, his legacy continues through his offspring. When a father passes, his children follow his path. Basically for us, lovemaking is like dying. What could be better than experiencing a few 'deaths' in the grip of a right woman?"

"Five children?" Cedric wearily glanced into the fire. "Another five wonderful children for my Mum. Me and her. What could be better..."

===

Elowen opened the huge door to the queen's chambers. The two armor-clad oaken-heads standing at the entrance didn't even offer their assistance.

She slammed the door shut, finding herself in a dark room. Not a sliver of light penetrated the tightly shut window, leaving the room shrouded in obscurity.

"Mum?" Elowen, her eyes adjusting to the dimness, lit a candle and raised it. The bed was in disarray, its blankets strewn across the floor. The princess turned towards the sound.

Seraphina sat in a worn chair, dressed in tattered rags that barely passed for clothing. Her brown hair was unkempt, strands falling loosely around her face. Despite the dim candlelight, her once-beautiful features appeared weary. With one hand resting gently on her stomach, she stroked it.

"What's going on with you, Mum?" Elowen walked over to the window and opened it sharply, removing all the barriers Seraphina had put up. Sunlight illuminated the room and Seraphina's eyes glazed over from the sudden influx of sunlight.

"Cedric?" barely escaped Seraphina's lips.

"Cedric has left, Mum. They took him away to war. Did you forget? It's been almost a week!" Elowen placed the candle aside and sat down beside her, noticing the dark circles under Seraphina's eyes. "When was the last time you slept, Mum? I'm worried about you. You need to talk to Dad about what happened. He is still your king and husband. You can't just hide here all the time."

"My poor, my poor Cedric," she sniffed and touched her belly again.

"Gosh, Mum! If you loved your mama's boy so much, you should have thought about his safety earlier and not let him between your legs. He is your son! I warned you!" Elowen nervously stood up and walked to the window.

"My blood... my belly is," Seraphina looked at her bed.

"No, no, no. Mum. I don't want to hear this," Elowen exclaimed. "I don't want to hear that you're pregnant by... by Cedr... Curse it. I can't even say it. Listen to me." Elowen grasped Seraphina's shoulders. "Just don't tell Dad about this, okay? Deny everything. Don't you dare tell him! Please! I don't want to..." Elowen nervously swallowed. "I don't want to lose you too. He might forgive you for being with Cedric, but not for having his child. Do you understand? Promise me you won't tell him!"

Seraphina focused her lost gaze and looked into Elowen's eyes. She did a light nod. It was enough.

"You are Arik's wife, Mum. Not Cedric's. Say it."

"I'm... I'm Arik's wife," Seraphina mumbled.

"Good." Elowen gently stroked her mother's head, wiping away her tears.

Something tugged at her heart. Seraphina had never been like this before. This broken. "Oh Gosh, Cedric. What have you done to our Mum?"

Stepping back, Elowen wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Tomorrow, they'll appoint me as the heir instead of Cedric. I want you to be there, Mum," Elowen said.

But Seraphina was distracted again, her hand gently resting on her stomach. "Death and suffering follows me. First Blunder, and now Cedric. My beloved Cedric. It's all my fault."

Elowen stared out the window at the city for a very long time, adjusting her bust on her dress before she spoke. "Blunder died because of me, Mum. I did it."

Seraphina kept stroking her belly.

"I convinced Dad to raid the valley. I hated every moment there. I still have a scar under my eye, Mum. I just, well, I wrote to Dad that you were having an affair with Blunder, and he sent Tilidus. I didn't expect him to react like that. I just wanted to get out of that cursed valley as soon as possible. I won't be sorry for what I di.. Mum?"

Elowen sensed a looming presence behind her and turned around, only to find Seraphina's hands gripping her throat, forcing her down to the floor.

"Mum!" Elowen gasped, struggling against Seraphina's hold. She tried to break free, but her mother's weight bore down on her, making it difficult to breathe.

"What. Have. You. Done, Elowen?!" Seraphina's grip tightened. She was choking her own daughter. It was only when Elowen jabbed her in the eye that she released her grip, collapsing to the floor.

Elowen coughed and gasped, scrambling to the door. "You're insane, Mum! You and Cedric! You are both crazy! You can't love each other. Do you want to spend your life rotting in here?! Alone? As you wish! You know what? This is your fault! Cedric might be dead because of you! You're a murderer! Screw you!" With that, Elowen slammed the door shut, leaving Seraphina weary and collapsing onto the bed.

Chapter 18: Assault on the Red Castle

To Cedric's surprise, he slept well through the night. They gave him a warm, dark robe that helped him feel cozy, and the cold snow didn't bother him as much anymore.

Even though he still had chains on his hands, Cedric didn't see it as a big problem. "I can break these chains just like I did in the library's dungeon. Having a spirit inside gives an advantage."

The cultists laughed, chatting among themselves, although Cedric didn't understand a word. He glanced at Gargantua's silvery hair and then at the white hair of the other cultists. Were they also vessels for spirits?

"May I ask why your hair is that color?"

"Just because I gave you a robe doesn't mean we've become friends, Prince." Gargantua answered. "The question that interests us all is why YOUR hair is turning white? King Malachin will resolve this issue. Be ready to meet our King. We're almost there."

They continued their journey as the sky darkened with black clouds. Eventually, the city emerged before them--the capital of Solarion.

"Behold, Prince Cedric, the Red Castle," said Gargantua.

The area around the Red Castle was desolate. This place was nothing like the peaceful Red Castle from Cedric's vision shown by Faithwinder. The heat from the war's forges melted any hint of snow, the surrounding forest was cut down, and tents with tens of thousands of fighters surrounded the capital, with dark smoke rising. Ash covered the castle, making its towers look dark.

The capital, bustling with people, greeted him as expected. As it should greet the prince of the empire that murdered their sons, fathers, grandfathers, and grandfathers of their grandfathers.

Cultists surrounded him with a shield, preventing the peaceful townspeople from tearing the prince apart. However, Cedric seemed oblivious to their reactions. A stone flew at his head. Blood gushed from his skull, but he didn't stop.

"I won't stop, Mum."

Finally, they led him inside the castle. Gargantua wiped the blood from Cedric's face as soon as they crossed the threshold.

"You held up surprisingly well, prince," said Gargantua coldly, pulling him along further. "Now, ready to meet Him. Our King. Welcome to the Hall of the Fearless."

Cedric found himself in a huge throne room filled with soldiers. Each one had gray or silver hair, some with specks of black, brown, or even yellow. Only a few had completely dark hair or no hair at all. Cedric noticed right away that instead of a ceiling, there was a large window in the throne room overlooking the sun.

The sunlight through the ceiling illuminated the room almost entirely, leaving only the throne in shadow. A tall stone throne without extravagance stood with a person seated on it. Cedric couldn't see the person's face clearly due to the dim light, but a crown made of sharp fangs and gold metal was clearly visible on their head.

Gargantua abruptly stopped Cedric and made him kneel.

"Kneel before King Malachin!" Gargantua declared. The entire room, following Cedric, bowed to their king. Cedric, breathing heavily, looked at the figure on the throne. It was the infamous King Malachin he had heard so much about. Cedric rubbed his eyes again.

Sitting upon the throne was an elderly man, with long hair and a beard cascading down to his shoulders, both grayed with age. His skin was wrinkled and yellowed. He was chewing something, his jaw barely moving.

"Is that Malachin?" Cedric asked in surprise. Gargantua struck him in the back.

"Show respect to our King," Gargantua fell to the knees. "We have fulfilled your task, Lord! The King of the Eclipsian Empire is finally on his knees before you. Just as you wanted."

"But I... am not a king," the pain subsided in Cedric's head. He looked around. "It doesn't make any damn sense."

"Execute him for his audacity!" someone from the crowd shouted.

"The descendant of Alaric must be crucified alive!" followed a second cry.

The crowd yelled insults.

He was surrounded by enemies, the worst enemies possible, all ready to kill him in the most brutal ways.

"I must not let fear consume me. Remember why you're here, Cedric," he whispered to himself, closing his eyes.

There was no one to save him now.

"You are the first king of Solarian before whom a descendant of Alaric has bowed," declared Gargantua. At that moment Cedric noticed his moon-sword on Gargantua's waist.

"No, I bow to no one," Cedric broke free from the shackles and grabbed the sword, rising to his feet.

The moon-sword gleamed in the sun as Cedric jumped back. Malachin didn't even flinch. Everyone in the hall drew their weapons.
"Don't be foolish, Cedric. You'll die! Think about who's waiting for you at home," Gargantua said.

"I think about her every second." His hand didn't tremble. He turned his weary gaze to the old man sitting on the throne.

The roar of the enraged crowd subsided as Malachin raised his left hand. It immediately fell back onto the armrest.

The Solarion King spoke. His voice was hoarse but full of life nonetheless. "Do you think I'm scared, child? Huh! Only the most fearless warrior among the living becomes the King. I am the Red King of Solarion!"

Cedric gripped his sword tighter. "It's easy for you to claim fearlessness when the entire throne room is filled with your goons. I'm ready to fight you one-on-one, a child against an old man. I consider it fair. Or are you scared?"

"How dare you?" A wave of anger swept through the hall, but everything quieted down again when the old man, bracing himself on the armrests, stood up. He was taller than he appeared, but still thin.

Cedric took a cautious step forward, his leg throbbing with pain at the worst possible moment. His body wasn't primed for a fight.

"I won't even need a sword," Malachin took a step forward. He walked slowly, barely lifting his feet. "I want to kill one of the Alaric's descendants with my bare hands."

Gargantua shifted aside, a tinge of sadness in his eyes as he glanced at Cedric.

"No one is ever ready," Cedric sighed, when a shadow fell on him. Though the sky outside remained clear, something obstructed the sun's rays that streamed into the throne room through its glass ceiling.

A sharp sound of breaking glass filled the air, followed by debris cascading down. Cedric instinctively leaped back.

Something huge landed in front of him. As the dust settled, the hall echoed with noise and cries of horror. Some were injured by the flying shards.

Cedric opened his eyes, beholding the towering form of a monstrous creature on hooves. A pungent black mist emanated from it with a smell unlike anything Cedric had ever encountered before.

"Altaeri..."

The creature surveyed the hall, revealing its long, massive claws and teeth. 'The Hall of the Fearless' lost any meaning. Altaeri turned to Malachin. The king lay on the ground, waving his hands in terror.

"No, please!!!"

Gargantua exclaimed, "My King!" as he lunged forward with his sword, but the creature's massive hand sent him tumbling into the crowd. Malachin, on hands and knees, inched toward the throne like a frightened child. A couple of warriors hesitantly rushed forward to protect the king, only to face immediate retribution. Altaeri mercilessly tore them apart with its razor- sharp claws, splattering the hall with a grisly mix of red and brown.

Cedric didn't want to get up; he felt sick from what he saw. But he had to, he had to do something.

"I am not afraid of death. Do it, for her. Do it for Mum. Help me with this one, Corvus."

And for the first time since escaping Library, Cedric suddenly heard a clear voice inside. It came from deep within, from the very depths of his soul.

"Always."

Prince stood up, gripping the hilt as tightly as he could. He felt power flowing into his blade. It was not just Corvus' power but something more.

He passed several fallen bodies, getting very close to the creature. As Cedric raised his sword, it lit up with a bright white light, dazzling everyone in the throne room.

He swung the sword, inflicting a wound on the Altaeri arm. The light faded, and the creature recoiled. Everyone in the hall focused only on them.

"You wanted to meet the Eclipsian filth? You wanted to see me? Here I am! I'm not afraid of you, monster."

Black liquid flowed from the wound on the creature's arm. Altaeri turned to face him. Its intimidating gaze of red eyes focused solely on him, its mouth twisted in a half-smile. "You call me 'monster'? I've been wondering where you've been hiding, spirit-bender."

The creature attacked, swinging its arm, but Cedric countered with a glowing sword. Blood gushed from the creature's stumps when Cedric cut a few of its fingers.

"I've come to demolish you and this old Red king!" Altaeri lunged again, waving their hands with incredible speed. "I'll murder you all for what your kind did to my kind. The Gods will wintess how I destroy their creation."

Altaeri relentlessly attacked, landing a painful blow on Cedric's chest. Cedric overestimated his strength. The creature was stronger and more confident in its actions. Each strike could be fatal, and he barely avoided death a few times.

The sword blade plunged into the monster's right forearm. Black blood gushed onto the floor. Altaeri prepared to attack with his left arm when something pierced his leg.

Altaeri turned around. It was Gargantua, with a sword in hand. The monster grabbed him by the throat.

"I gave you a chance to run and save yourself once. I see you didn't appreciate my mercy," the monster rasped.

Cedric seized the moment and plunged his sword straight into the beast's chest. Altaeri released Gargantua, clutching his wound with his fingerless hand.

Cedric retreated, pulling out his moon-sword and falling to the floor.

"The upcoming Eclipse makes you too... strong," the monster hissed through its teeth. He took a step towards Cedric, slowly moving his hooves.

"I will find you when the Cosmic Eclipse is over... I will remember you. I'll make sure your loved ones suffer. Your sister. Your mother. They'll all fade," his eyes locked directly onto Cedric.

Cedric felt like he should be scared. Just a few months earlier, he would have definitely been frightened by the intense gaze from the creature's deep red eyes standing right in front of him. However, now he wasn't afraid.

The dark mist engulfed the creature and then the entire room. Cedric coughed, using the glowing sword as a source of light, but the mist quickly settled, leaving only hoofprints of Altaeri behind. The monster was gone.

No one spoke; only the wounded groaned.

"What was that?" someone in the crowd asked in horror.

"Dark God." Terrified Malachin sat on his throne, trembling. His face bore traces of blood from the soldiers torn apart before him.

"No. He is not a God." Cedric headed straight for the throne. "I am but a child, yet I've learned my first lesson, King. You know what it was? Always carry a sword with you. No matter where you are."

"NO!" Malachin tried to shield himself with bare hands, when Cedric swung the moon-sword. Malachin's head rolled off his old shoulders. The crown landed sideways on the floor, ringing loudly, signaling the ruler's death.

Cedric caught it, dripping with blood, and placed it right on his head.

"I am the most fearless one."

The crowd, barely recovered from their encounter with an ancient evil, now stared in horror at the severed head of their ruler. But no one uttered a word.

"Kneel!"

The moon-sword glowed, and the irises of Cedric's eyes turned bright white, just like Riley's. He surveyed the entire hall.

Gargantua was the first to kneel, and then everyone followed. One by one, the assembled soldiers alike followed suit, the grand hall bending.

The Hall of the Fearless bowed to the Most Fearless One.

All knelt before the new king of Solarion.

===

Seraphina lay in a hot bath, staring at the ceiling. Her wet brown hair gently fell on her chest, covering her nipples. She ran her hand between her legs, touching her sensitive female parts.

Every gentle touch reminded her of an unforgettable night. Not just one, but several nights spent with her own son.

"I'm a terrible mother..."

Seraphina glanced towards the door, slightly covering her wet tender breasts with hands. "Cedric?" she whispered.

But no, there was no one.

She imagined how he hides in the shadows and peeks at her, at her old unattractive body that he inexplicably likes. She looked into the corner where he could be hiding.

She sadly lowered her head, letting brown braids dip into the water.

Cedric is not here; he is far away.

"I must use the time while Cedric is away wisely. I am Arik's wife, I love Arik. I should be with my husband, not with my son. My poor Cedric. You should let these weird emotions and feelings go, Seraphina. He is your child."

Seraphina rose to her feet and, without bothering to cover herself, strode out of the chambers, leaving a damp trail.

She opened Cedric's chambers and entered an empty room. The morning sunlight streamed through the open window, momentarily blinding her. Cedric wasn't there, but his gentle scent lingered.

"Why do I feel so bad without you?" She picked up his trousers from among the clothes, trying to capture his scent. "Why did we allow ourselves this forbidden love? How can you love me with this wrong love? How can a man love his mother so deeply?"

As she handled the clothing, her fingers detected something inside the pocket. Delving in, she extracted a sheet of paper-- Dynasty family tree, the one she was looking for.

She approached the window, not afraid of being seen naked. She couldn't take her eyes off the dark spot on one of the names.

"Names etched in sun ink," she mused, "its opacity defying the light."

As she raised the parchment, allowing the sun's rays to penetrate, the shadows of names materialized on the ground. She looked at the shadow where the black spot was, revealing not one but two names.

"Cedric... Is that... Could it be that you're not the 18th descendant?" Seraphina whispered.

There was a knock on the door, and a servant entered. "Milady, are you here?" He peeked inside and quickly turned away, noticing the queen was naked. Seraphina put down the sheet as soon as she heard the knock.

"Yes? What is it?"

"The king... He..." The servant was visibly nervous, likely recalling the fate of the previous servant who had intruded on the queen. "The king summons you to a meeting. It concerns Prince Cedric."

"Cedric? What happened to my son?"

"The convoy was attacked, milady. I'm sorry."

Seraphina felt her legs give way beneath her; she could barely stand. "Cedric..."

Chapter 19: No one is ever ready.

Seraphina rushed into the meeting room, her white dress hastily thrown on and her hair still wet from her bath. Only a few people were around the table: Arik at the head, with some Empire leaders and Tilidus.

"What happened to Cedric?"

"Our convoy was attacked, my lady. I am truly sorry," said Tilidus.

"Sorry?" Seraphina walked up to him and punched the young general in the face with all her might. "YOU ARE SORRY?"

"Seraphina," Arik's voice came. "Sit down."

"You were supposed to protect him! You were supposed to protect my son! You and your men. How did you... How dare you sit here, you bastard...You..."

Several guards, at the king's order, dragged her away and sat down near Arik. The king grabbed her hand and squeezed it.

"Calm down, dear. Please, pull yourself together," the king said through gritted teeth.

Seraphina looked around. Tilidus was rubbing his reddened cheek.

"It's not like he's d..." It was like the word was stuck in her throat. "He's not dea... He could still be alive!"

"We don't know that. If the cultists got him then I'm not sure they'll let Cedric live." Arik replied.

"I've met Gargantua many times, Your Majesty. This is probably his work," said Tilidus. "If Cedric is in his hands, this freak in a golden mask will kill the prince and present his head to Malachin."

Arik and the others gathered looked at the young general with an expression that said, 'You're only making things worse.'

Seraphina threw a nearby wine glass at him. Tilidus, using all his war skills, barely dodged. The red liquid splashed on the floor.

"Bastard! You should be executed for what you did to Blunder's army! Why is he even here?"

"Leave us. Everyone!" Arik ordered loudly.

Everyone got up from the table. Some of those present even wanted to offer their sympathy to the queen, but Arik made it clear with a look that it was not appropriate to do so.

"Crazy witch," muttered Tilidus and walked out.

Seraphina just noticed Elowen standing by a window, her eyes red and full of tears.

"It's your fault," Seraphina uttered, clenching her fists and shifting her gaze to Arik. "You!"

"No, Seraphina. It was the prophecy." He took her hand gently. "The 20th descendant is dusk or dawn, but it's the 18th descendant's death that paves the way for their birth. I'm sorry, love."

"No, no, I don't believe it. I don't believe it. He's not dead!" She finally said it. "He can't be dead. Cedric can't..." Her screams turned into whispers. "He can't, Arik."

"I'm sorry, Serfy. We lost him."

With no other choice, Seraphina started crying and hugged her husband, sobbing into his shoulder.

"I forgive you for what you've done. I mourn his death as well." He gently stroked her back.

Elowen saw the triumph in his eyes. It was a look that said Seraphina was his again. Arik wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged tightly.

"It's going to be okay, sweetheart. We'll get through this together. Our boy is gone," said Arik sadly, kissing Seraphina on the cheek.

===

Cedric carefully walked through the corridors of Red Castle, his leg sore. A dagger and sword hung from his belt, complemented by a fur cape draping over his shoulders. A crown on his head.

He struggled to grasp the source of the overwhelming sadness consuming him, coming from the depths of his heart. And also... disgust. "Could it be Elowen? What is she sad and disgusted about?"

"Was that your first kill?" Gargantua guided him through the halls.

"No, it wasn't." Cedric stopped, reliving emotions from what seemed like forgotten days. "The one time you attacked the Valley, I used a girl's body to defend myself from an arrow. She died in my arms, because of me, and I...um... I don't even remember her name."

Gargantua halted by a door. "We each carry burdens of regret. A swift end by an arrow through the heart is merciful," he said, indicating a door. "This leads to your royal chambers."

"And this?" Cedric pointed to a door on the opposite side of the hallway. Inside, the room was large, with beds.

"This is Breeding Room, for your women and their children."

"Breeding Room?"

"A king needs to have at least five children. Malachin hasn't had any in recent years because he was getting older."

"I think one wife is plenty for me. Yeah. This room looks weird."

"She has the strength for that?" asked Gargantua in surprise.

"You mean, have five children with me? Well, she's tougher than she seems. She's beautiful, brave, and, um, yes, I think she can do it."

Gargantua looked at him with his terrifying brown eyes, not moving or breathing at all. He looked like Faithwinder's white vulture.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"I-" Gargantua faltered. "I just still can't believe it." He glanced at the crown adorning Cedric's head. "We've been told tales that Arik's son is a coward and a fool. Yet, you-- You are different. "

"Thanks? I guess."

"You were right back there. Back then, when you were talking about cowards," Gargantua shamefully lowered his head. Now he was the one recalling the ugly past. "I was frightened and fled when we captured the monster. It caught a glimpse of someone in the shadows and became completely uncontrollable. It was the first time fear gripped me, and my men... perished. Eternal life awaits only the fearless. So no eternal life awaits for me now?"

"There's no such thing as eternal life," Cedric patted Gargantua on the shoulder. He looked around one more time.

"I hardly need such a big Breeding Room. Like I said, there's only one woman I love. However, I doubt she would be comfortable living..." Cedric picked up a chain from the floor, its other end adorned with a collar. "...in a place like this."

"As you say." Gargantua nodded.

"Listen, Gargantua, I came here with a purpose, and as you may guess, it wasn't to become your king. I've come to seek answers on how to stop the Cosmic Eclipse. I was told I could find answers here, in the Red Castle."

Gargantua turned, took a torch from the wall, and started down the corridor. Cedric chose to follow, finding it hard to stay steady on the steep path. They kept walking until they reached massive doors.

"I think what you're looking for is in here," he said, pointing at the doors.

"Is it really that simple?" Cedric asked, stepping forward, but Gargantua stopped him.

"Do you think anything comes easy, Cedric? You might not be ready for what's ahead."

Cedric gave him an odd look. "What do you think will happen to me? I didn't come all this way just to give up now."

"Sometimes we think we're ready, but when the moment comes, it's not what it seems."

"No one is ever ready. Now, move." Cedric entered the room and Gargantua followed his new king.

===

The light brightened the new day.

The news of Malachin's death spread quickly across the Solarion.

There was still blood in the throne room, the hall was once again filled with people, dozens of Solarion's most respected soldiers and leaders. Many had been present the day Malachin's head flew off his shoulders and the walls were sprinkled with blood during the attack of Altaeri.

"Where's our King?" said one of the leaders with short silver hair. "Where's this boy?"

The door opened, and the King entered, ignoring the pain in his leg. He had dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep. His retracted bright white gaze wandered lost in the crowd.

Many people shifted their gazes in surprise. "Is this the most fearless warrior of Solarion? Is this the new king? What happened to that fearless warrior who fought the monster?"

Cedric slowly walked to the throne, exhausted, and unaware of his surroundings. He sat on the throne. The crown almost fell off his head. He stared into space for a long time until someone finally spoke up.

"We're here to find out what now? What does the new lord command us?" a soldier asked, stepping forward. "Surrender to the Empire?"

Laughter echoed through the hall.

"No," the king answered. "We will continue to fight."

Gargantua watched silently from the side, his hands folded behind his back.

"We have to destroy the Eclipsian Empire," Cedric declared.

One might think the Solarion soldiers would feel inspired by that attitude, but everyone stayed quiet instead.

"We are not fighting to destroy the Empire, King," said another leader. "This war is our life. Our ancestors started it. Without it, we have no reason to exist."

"War," thought Cedric. He tiredly closed his eyes, still recovering from the night, from all the things he found out. "War turned into a tradition, war turned into the culture of an entire nation. What could be worse? How did you let this happen, Alaric?"

He stood up and raised his sword.

"The era of endless war is over. I am your king, leading us toward change. The time of Solarion has come. Eclipsian Dynasty and all its descendants must be slaughtered!"

The hall shouted enthusiastically, this time cheering their king's words.

===

"I can't imagine how hard this is for you, love," Arik gently massaged Seraphina's hand, holding it.

Seraphina looked in the mirror, seeing a tired, confused queen staring back at her. There were tear streaks under the eyes, and red stains near the mouth. Right by the mirror were a few empty wine bottles and only one glass.

"I want to forget about the night you and Cedric... You know. You are the love of my life, Serfy. I forgive you for that, and I want you to..."

"You hit me," she said. "And called me a slut."

"And I'm sorry. Yes, I was angry and I let my emotions take over, as I have many times before. I'm a fool, and you have every right to be angry with me. I saw you together and lost control. I'm sorry, Serfy. Wouldn't you be angry if you saw me with Elowen?"
Seraphina exhaled in disgust.

"You can't even imagine it, can you? We've been together for over 20 years, raising our children and ruling the kingdom. I won't let one mistake ruin our marriage, darling. I love you." He gently tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed her cheek. " I still hope we can have another child."

Seraphina frowned and stood up. She reached into her pocket where Dynasty tree sheet was. She wanted to ask him about the two names hidden behind a stain. But what could she say? What did it matter now without Cedric? So she left the sheet in her pocket.

"I'm willing to wait while you mourn Cedric. Tell me when you are ready."

"I'm not... I think I'm already pregnant." She hiccuped, covering her mouth.

"What did you say?" Arik stepped closer.

"I drank too much wine. I want to be... left alone. Please, Arik."

But Arik, instead, gently slipped the straps off her shoulders, exposing her back and breasts. His hands moved down her back, over her scars and marks.

He wanted her love, but Seraphina couldn't give it. She couldn't feel the same love she once had for her husband.

Not now. Not after everything that happened.

"You are so gorgeous. I could never be angry at you, Serfy. I can't lose you. I loved you since the first day we met. I so was jealous of Cedric when he was a baby because he had access to your divine nipples. "He kissed her back. "Tell me, why did you let Cedric do it? Did you like the thought of your own son lusting after you? You know it's wrong, don't you?" he kissed her shoulder.

She actually never thought about it. Why? It just happened. Every time she tried to resist, Cedric never gave her a chance. He loved her more than Arik ever could.

She was suddenly hit by a wave. The wine's effect wore off. "My Cedric is gone..." Tears streamed from her eyes.

A servant entered the room accompanied by several soldiers. Seraphina covered herself.

"Your majesty!"

"I'm busy! Who dares? I will execute you for-"

"This is important, Your Majesty. It's Solarion."

Chapter 20: War

All my life, I've made it my life's purpose to see the Empire flourish. The continuation of my bloodline and the birth of 19th descendant. I've always wanted to see pride in my parents' eyes. I lived with thoughts of my great future, of me and Elowen as descendants of Alaric.

However, my entire life has turned out to be a lie.

Everything was a lie.

And my purpose was the opposite.

1 month before the Cosmic Eclipse

A white vulture flapped its wings as it flew over the edge of the forest, and the tranquility of the peaceful landscapes was in a second replaced by the rumble and roar of war. The vulture barely passed the flight of hundreds of arrows. Soldiers, through smoke and fire, hurled themselves at warriors in dark armor engraved with the symbol of Eclipse.

"Eternal life awaits only the fearless!" Solarion soldiers charged into battle, destroying everything in their path. "For the King!"

The Vulture flew over the entire thousand-strong army, reaching the very center where a man sat on a throne-like chair near a battlefront tent. His face was hidden behind a red mask, short white hair covering his head. He adjusted his massive armor, a moon-sword in his right hand. White eyes surveyed the battlefield.

He raised his head, noticing the passing vulture.

"Gshaan is liberated, my lord. The defense has fallen," said a soldier approaching him with armor and sword covered in blood. "We destroyed Arik's statue. Just as you commanded."

Cedric nodded.

"We have sent a messenger."

===

"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?" Arik slammed his fist against the table, knocking maps and figures off of it. "We were winning the damn war! We almost made it all the way to the Red Castle! Now they've retaken Gshaan! At this rate, they'll be at our doorstep by the end of the month! I was going to meet the Cosmic Eclipse at their capital, not ours. How did we let this happen?"

Elowen stood silently beside him, hands folded behind her back. Her hair was much darker, almost an artificial dark color, and white light flickered in her green pupils.

"They are being led by a new king, my Lord," said Tilidus. He kept nervously glancing at Elowen, blushing. Elowen just furrowed her brows every time she caught the young general looking at her.

"Who is he? Where did he come from? No king has ever behaved so aggressively before."

"No one knows, my lord," said Tilidus, and looked at the princess again. "We still have forces to fight against them."

"They've sent a messenger. Their king wants to speak, father," said Elowen.

Everyone looked at her in surprise.

"We have nothing to discuss with these lunatics, Princess," said one the captains.

"I know you want to prove yourself as a brave heir, my dear," said Arik, stroking daughter's head. "But with them, we have nothing to talk about."

"I think we should listen to the princess, Your Majesty," said Tilidus.

"Their king said he knows something about Cedric," Elowen replied. The smiles vanished from everyone's faces, including Arik's. "He wants to speak to you, Dad. And he wants to see the queen."

"Your mother is still deeply grieving the loss of her son and hardly leaves the room. I'm not going to use my Serfy in negotiations so this maniac might show off my son's dead body to her. No, I have better idea."

===

Cedric sat in his big tent, sharpening his sword and Riley's blade, wearing a red mask. The sun was setting behind the horizon, signaling the end of another hard war day.

"Arik sent his daughter. Coward!" said Gargantua.

"Of course he did. I bet she volunteered." Cedric smiled. "Bring Elowen in the Breeding tent."

"Bring your sister to the... Breeding tent?" Gargantua was hesitant. "But it's for..."

"Just do it!"

Gargantua bowed. "As you say."

Cedric changed his location. The Breeding Tent had one bed, unlike the room, but it had a large comfortable bed. It smelled nice, and the tent was successfully shielded from anyone seeing what was going on inside.

After a couple minutes, he heard a noise outside the tent.

"It's not safe to go in alone, Princess!"

"I don't care, idiot! I can fend for myself! Stop following me around, Tilidus. I don't understand what you're trying to achieve, but enough already."

Cedric smiled under his mask. A moment later, Elowen entered. She moved slowly, examining the strange tent and the red-masked man sitting on the bed.

"I have come on behalf of King Arik to speak with the King of Solarion. You are the Red King?" She frowned her eyebrows sweetly, holding a dagger. She looked around, noticing bed. "That's a pretty weird place for negotiations."

Cedric stayed silent, watching his sister.

"Where is my brother?" Elowen stepped forward, breathing heavily, her chest beating frantically, but Cedric knew for sure it was not from fear. The spirit was speaking within her. "Where is Cedric?"

The Red King carefully removed his mask, laying it on the table beside him.

The dagger fell out of Elowen's hand. "C-Cedric?"

"Hi." He smiled with a tired look. She rushed over to him, hugging her little brother. "I knew you were alive. Cedric... Mama's boy."

"I missed you too, sissy."

They both felt so good, feelings of sweetness and love swept over them. Love for each other. An invisible shroud surrounded them, brother and sister.

Cedric gave in to the urge and kissed her. She wanted to pull away, but didn't. He ran his hand over her face, over her small breasts hidden by an armor plate and thin black fabric.

"What are you... doing?" she whispered. "That's not how a brother supposed to meet his older sister, dummy."

"Are you dyeing your hair?" He ran his hand through her hair. "Do you not want Father to know about the power inside you?"

She stepped back, gently pushing him away. "It's none of your business. White hair doesn't suit me anyway. Nor you."

He approached again, stroking her hair. "You feel it too, don't you?"

"No, stop it, Cedric. I can't."

"You did give in to its desires back then at the cabin, didn't you? You just didn't realize then that a spirit had taken control of your instincts. And then you ran away next morning in shame."

"I ran away...not because of that." She didn't resist as he grabbed her hair and kissed her. His tongue entered deep into her sweet mouth, the same mouth his sister used to say nasty things. Their lips gently collided in a kiss, saliva stirring.

"You're a great kisser. I can understand Mum," said Elowen as he pulled his lips away.

"I want to show you how much I missed you." Cedric ripped off her outer garment, exposing her breasts. Her nipples were so pink and her breasts were firm. Cedric placed his sister on bed.

He pulled her dress off, revealing a view of her vagina. Her rosy cheeks smelled nice. She suddenly put her hand on his chest.

"I don't approve that. We haven't seen each other for a month, I thought you were dead. Are you sure you want to do this now? We don't have to, we're family after all."

"That time at the cabin you spoke differently," he licked his finger and slipped it between her legs. "You don't have to aprove it. Just don't resist, sissy."

"At the cabin I was controlled by...AHHHHH...spirit...No, Cedric!" Elowen's whole body trembled.

"Just pretend they're controlling us this time," he ran his fingers over her tight insides, pushing it deeper and deeper. "Did you tell anyone about what happened between us?"

"Akgghhhh... God, what, is this an interrogation? Now? While your fingers are inside me? Seriously?" Elowen looked at him with one eye, biting her lip.

"Answer the question."

"No! No one knows what we did, Cedric. Akgghhhh." She threw her head back so she didn't notice him taking off his pants.

"You can't hide it this time. Since you are Dad's messenger, I want to leave a message for him."

"What? Akgghhhh!" Elowen jerked as Cedric entered her with all his might. He dragged her all the way across the bed, entering balls deep.

"Ohhhh, so tight." He tipped his head back. Her hot insides greedily embraced his cock, he drove it from side to side, savoring the moment, feeling his cock and balls quiver inside his sister.

"I forgot...how big you are...AKHHHHHHH... Be more gentle, please."

He finally moved back and with a sharp thrust entered again. Her feets still in boots jerked in the air with every movement of his pelvis. Her lovely pubic hair gently rubbed his groin.

"Am I your first one, Elowen? Huh?" asked Cedric with a smile, trying to catch a breath.

"Oh, shut up." She clawed at his back. "This is so fucking painful and satisfying." He continued to fuck her, more and more active moans coming off her lips with each thrust. "I'm sorry Mum, for judging you...I was...wrong. AKGGHHHH."

His hips burried her down into the bed. Cedric grabbed her throat, breathing heavily with each thrust.

"I think Tilidus is in love with you," he whispered.

"So... what? You are... an asshole. How am I supposed to find a husband after such a good fuck. You are stretching my lips."

"You are not as cheeky now, right?" He reached up, wrapping his arms around the mop of her hair and savoring the scent of it. "You're very beautiful, I don't want you to have a husband, Elowen."

His hands traveled over her firm breasts, her neck, her stomach, the small dark pubic hair between her legs. Her vagina gently encircled his cock with each thrust of her hips, each collision of his tip with her cervix.

"I'm almost...akgghhhh!!!" she moaned and twitched, clawing at his back. He let her enjoy it.

"Now it's my turn. AKGGHHHHHH, Elowen..."

"You lurch like..." She took a breath. "Like an old man... What were you saying about the message."

Cedric ran his hand across her sweaty forehead. He froze in one position, deep inside her. He always liked the feeling of being inside a woman.

"Yes, the message. Do you know...ughh... what this tent is called?"

Elowen, breathing heavily, shook her head.

"Breeding tent." He smiled.

"Breeding tent? No, Cedric. AKGGHHHHHH."

"Yes, I'll do it."

"No, Idiot, don't you even think about it! Ughhhh!" she squaked when he sharply thrusted again, enjoying these last moments. "I'll fucking destroy you...ughhhhh." She was leaking with a mix of his pre-cum and her own fluids.

"King of Solarion must have...AKGHHH...at least five children. I'm sure Mum is already pregnant. Now your turn."

"No, Cedric! AKGGH... I'm not ready to be a mother," said Elowen with tears in her eyes. "I'm too young."

"UGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" He went in as deep as he could and unleashed his seed into his own sister. Her feet in boots twitched with each of his shots.

"Aghhhhhh, sissy. It's so good." The air stopped flowing into his lungs, and all the muscles froze from the rush of energy and pleasure in his brain. His face turned red, and the veins in his neck bulged.

His hips moved automatically as he released inside Elowen. Finally, he collapsed weakly onto her, right into her boobs. He felt relieved. Corvus was definitely pleased.

"I'll be a terrible mother," Elowen said, breathing heavily and as red as Cedric.

"Learn from Mum," Cedric gently withdrew.

"Shut up! That's a worst advice you could give. Ugh." Elowen ran her hand between her legs, assessing all the damage.

"How's Mum?" He tried to act casual, as if he hadn't wanted to ask her since he first saw her.

"So you want to talk about her now? After you filled me up? Gosh!" She sighed, covering boobs with her dress. She cleaned the warm cum from fingers using her dark robe. "She's starting to love Dad again."

"WHAT?"

"He figured out how to make her love him again. I believe she never stopped loving him. He's her husband, Cedric. I told you so."

"That's impossible. He hurt her! He insulted her! He attacked me while she watched!"

"Cedric, he's her husband. They are our parents! They loved each other even before you were born! Literally! She cares about him. She's his wife not yours."

"No! She loves me, and I love her. She is mine."

Elowen sighed, feeling a white fluid leaking from her. "She's your mother. You're not supposed to love her that way."

"I'm tired of hearing that all the time. From you, Dad, everyone. I love her, I want us to be together, start a family, and have kids."

"You are just delusional, little brother. First, you should end the war. You're the Solarian king, stop this!"

"No," Cedric replied coldly.

"What? Why?"

"I can't say. I learned something. Something that opened my eyes. I found answers in the Red Castle."

"And what did you learn?"

"That the war has to go on."

Elowen slapped him.

"Go on? People are dying! Is it all because of Dad? You can find other ways to deal with him, Cedric. You don't have to destroy our home with this war!"

He looked at her closely. His hand touched Elowen's hair gently.

"I want to meet Mum. Help me arrange it, convince Arik and Mum to come and meet the Red King. Then I'll stop the war."

"Do you promise?"

"I promise, sissy."

===

Arik, sitting at the head of the table and sipping wine, asked, "What did the Red King say, Elowen? Did you learn anything?" He held Seraphina's hand.

"He's willing to end the war and surrender if you meet him, Father."

"There must be a catch," Tilidus interjected. "With all respect, princess, it can't be that easy."

"This new king is just a coward. I knew it, "Arik said. "I'm open to meeting this chicken."

"But he wants to see someone else along with you," Elowen said.

"Who?"

Elowen glanced at Seraphina.

"No way! He might use Cedric's body to intimidate us! I won't risk your mother seeing our son's dea..."

"It's okay. Stop talking like I'm not here. I want to see him," Seraphina looked at Elowen. "I want to see my boy's... body. I must, Arik."

"Are you sure, dear?" Arik took her hand, and she pushed him away.

"Stop treating me like I'm about to fall apart, Arik. I have to be there! I have to know for sure that my son is gone. And I want to see the faces of those who did it."

Arik nodded. "Then we will meet their Red King."

Chapter 21: 18th Descendant

It was evening, and a chill settled over Gshaan, though it wasn't as cold as the northern Red Castle. Cedric pulled his warm cloak tighter and looked down at the petrified face at his feet. It was a stone replica of Arik's face. Cedric carefully pushed the piece of cold dead stone away.

King of Solarion stood beside the broken statue, which had recently been an exact likeness of his father. The evening light cast long shadows.

Cedric chuckled, "He was trying to scare fearless folk with a statue."

Gargantua with a slight rattle of the warm armor shifted his gaze to the king, standing nearby.

"That is what Arik is all about. He tries to overcome unchangeable truths."

"Are you any different?" asked the man in the golden mask. "You are trying to stop a war that can't be stopped."

"I guess... I am still his son."

The soft murmur of the river echoed through Gshaan, blending with the whispers of the soldiers. They spoke in their native tongue, but Cedric could catch fragments: "Eclipsian King...wagon... almost here... many guards...".

"It's hard to imagine Solarion without war. A place where people dream of peace, not bloodshed. I hope I live long enough to see it for myself." Gargantua nodded to his king.

"You will."

"OUR SAVIOR!" An old woman rushed to Cedric's feet. He recognized her. This was the very old woman he had helped fetch water the day he first penetrated Seraphina.

The very old woman that cursed him.

"We always knew you would return. We believed you would liberate our city and destroy the Eclipsian Dynasty!" She crawled over and kissed his muddy, wet shoe. Cedric wanted to smile at the bitter irony, but couldn't. He looked over the bodies of the dead Imperial soldiers.

Young and old.

A guard dragged the old woman away, and Gargantua put a hand on Cedric's shoulder.

"We should get inside. Arik might put archers around. Are you sure you're ready to meet your family?"

"Ready as I've ever been."

They went into a tiny cabin with a smell of dry wood and blood. Logs in the fireplace crackled. He sat in a big red chair and waited. It was the cabin he stayed with Seraphina a few months ago.

It brought back memories, but Cedric tried to concetrate on the meeting.

The carriage got closer to the cabin. Soldiers and Tilidus went in first. Gargantua and Tilidus' eyes met, and a grin appeared on the young general's face. Gargantua gripped the hilt of his steel sword tighter around the leather waist.

Then the King himself entered next. Arik's large body wore armor with the Eclipse symbol on it and a sword at his belt. He looked over the figure in the red mask.

Cedric didn't move, meeting his eyes with his father. After a moment, he exhaled and secured the moon-sword in its sheath. He shifted his focus to the entrance, waiting with anticipation to see who would arrive next. The soldiers filed in one after another until the cabin seemed full.

Confusion crossed Cedric's face. No one else was entering.

Then, finally, his attention was caught by Seraphina.

She leaned against the frame, her eyes watching the surroundings. She looked at the spot where she and Cedric had their bed, and a fleeting smile touched Seraphina's plump pink lips. She was looking around the place, not the people inside of it.

Tilidus guided queen to a chair.

"So!" Arik exclaimed as he took a seat. "When was the last time the rulers of our two mighty realms had a meeting? You, boy, must have quite the nerve to be here."

Cedric was focused on Seraphina, ignoring Arik's words.

"Show respect for our king," Gargantua intervened.

Tilidus drew a sword with a loud whistle, pointing it at the golden-masked man. "Don't forget because of who you wear the mask, dog. Think before dare to talk to our Eclipsian Lord!"
Everyone in the hut bared their swords.

"Enough!" shouted Arik. "Where is Cedric? Where is my son's body?"

Cedric let out a laugh.

"You think this is funny? All of you are crazy dogs that need to be slaughtered!" Arik swung his sword. "I'm ready to talk about your surrender. Is that why you're here? You know you can't win against us during the Cosmic Eclipse. Surrender now or die painfully later."

Seraphina leaned back in her chair, staring silently at the Red King. Cedric met mother's gaze, taking in her beautiful green eyes. Through the angry glare, full of motherly fury and grief, he saw the woman who believed he murdered her son.

His heart pounded harder.

Arik's voice cut through the tension. "Have you come to speak or to gawk at my wife?"

Seraphina kept staring into Cedric's eyes and her look of hatred slowly changed to one of incomprehension and confusion.

"Something is wrong," she said, standing up with a deep frown.

"Serfy," Arik called, reaching for Seraphina's arm, but she was already out of reach.

Cedric did the same, making a move toward the queen. Everyone in the cabin watched in silence, swords ready. Only the crackling of the fireplace broke the stillness.

"What are you doing, Seraphina?" Arik stood up as well. "That man killed our son!"

"No, he didn't," she said, standing right in front of Cedric with only a few soldiers between them. Their eyes met, Seraphina just a bit shorter than him. She reached out and touched red iron mask.

"Take it off. I want to see my son's face."

Cedric slowly raised his hands and removed the iron-red mask. White curls fell free, and Arik slumped back in the chair as the face of the 18th descendant was revealed. Seraphina's face lit up with a loving and relieved smile.

"Cedric," she whispered.

She wanted to touch Cedric's pale face, needing to be sure it was really her son and not a ghost. "What happened to you, sweetheart?"

"I've had a rough month," he said with a faint smile.

"I shouldn't have let them take you away from me. Forgive me, dear."

"No, don't be. It was meant to happen, Mum."

Their foreheads gently touched for a moment, their eyes closing. It was a moment of true love between mother and son.

But it was interrupted.

"That's enough." Arik gripped Seraphina's arm, pulling her back. "He's not our son anymore. Look at him! He's the Red King!"

"Let me go!" Seraphina held back tears, feeling her husband's cold touch. The queen glanced around at the men in black Solarion armor surrounding Cedric, trying to comprehend everything that was happening with this new sureal context. "Cedric, how can you be..."

"He's our enemy, love! He's wearing Solarion armor! He wears the mask of their king and these dogs are on his side. Bastard." Arik shielded Seraphina with his body. "I wish you were dead!"

"I've been your enemy since I was born, Father. You always hated me with a hidden dislike, but I could feel it. I didn't know why, but I do now. You were afraid of the prophecy, weren't you? You were afraid I'd take Mum away from you. And rightly so. That's why you tried to kill me, sending me off to war in that wagon, hoping it would be my grave."

Gargantua adjusted the warm cloak and sword, not quite understanding the meaning of the conflict. Take his mother away?

Tilidus pulled Seraphina back, grabbing her by the shoulders, and the soldiers got in line with King Arik. He didn't back down when Cedric stepped closer.

"I accepted my fate as the 18th descendant. Knowing my death was certain granted me a freedom I never dreamed of. It has made me what you see me now: King of the Fearless."

Arik's lips curled into a cheeky grin.

"Give me Seraphina." Cedric stepped even closer. Arik hovered over him.

"You've grown up, Cedric. I can't deny that. In the end, you've turned into what I always thought you'd be--a traitor. Is this what the prophecy predicted? Is this why the 18th descendant must die? Because he's become the Empire's greatest enemy? Everything is happening exactly as the Gods intended!"

"Cedric!" Seraphina wanted to break free, but Tilidus grabbed her tighter, grabbing queen by the neck.

"Hush, queen. The king is speaking."

Arik turned to her. "You want to take my love from me? My wife?" The king gripped the hilt of the large black royal sword tighter. "Only over my dead body. Imagine how many more children I can have? I don't care if you're my blood, Cedric, my own son. I will kill you, fulfilling your destiny, and I will relieve you of your burden of being a martyr destined for death. You, the 18th descendant, will die!"

"No." Seraphina struck Tilidus, using one of the techniques she always used on Cedric, and broke free of his grip. "Cedric is not the 18th descendant. He's 19th!"

The king froze. The cabin fell silent.

Gargantua and all the gathered Solarionians didn't understand Dynasty family's feud. They waited Cedric's command.

Seraphina pulled out the sheet of the Dynasty's family tree. "You knew about this, right, Arik? About the fact that there are two names hidden here, behind the black spot. Two ancestors."

"You don't know what you're talking about!"

"You've been lying to us all this time! You were lying to our own children, to our Kingdom! Were you ever even honest with me?"

"It's too complicated, Seraphina..."

"I want you to tell me the truth for once. If you truly love me. "

"Now?" Arik looked around the room.

"Now." Seraphina gazed gently into her husband's eyes. "It's time to hear it now."

Arik sighed, lowering the sword. "Fine!"

He glanced nervously at the sheet. "The year we met I came to the Library for an important purpose. I was young prince, and as one I accompanied my father. I was young, and he told me of a prophecy, of the 18th descendant who should perish. My great-grandfather was the first to take action. He wanted the 18th to have a choice, so he hid his two ancestors by making a pact with the Exarchy. Then everyone believed that some ancestors didn't exist. According to tree I was the 18th descendant. My father let me decide for myself - reveal the truth to the Empire and accept the prophecy, or leave things as they were. I decided I didn't want to follow a stupid prophecy."

Arik glanced at Cedric.

"So you made me the 18th descendant instead." Cedric took a step back toward his chair. "All these years raising me like a pig for slaughter. To be 18th instead of you? To carry your burden?"

"I didn't want to die for nothing! And to further confuse the prophecies, my father led me to the last descendant of Leronse... That's how I met you, Seraphina."

Seraphina gasped, staggering back with wide eyes, nearly dropping the sheet. "No, Arik. Are you saying... our meeting was not an accident?"

"No, I'm sorry, love. It wasn't. It was a cold calculation, but I... you have to believe me, I truly fell in love with you. All these years we spent together were perfect. From the moment I first saw you, it was real."

He took a step toward his wife, but she backed away.

"Please, Seraphina. I love you."

"You disgust me, Arik."

"You have no right to judge my decision! I want to be remembered as the king who defeated Solarion, not the one who died because some stupid book says so! You don't know what it's like when everyone expects you to die. Why? What's the point of the 18th descendant dying? Why should I be dead?"

"You're right, she can't judge you," Cedric said. "But I can."

"When I saw your white hair, I knew fate was smiling to me. You have become my enemy. You have become one of them!" Arik pointed his sword at the white-haired and silver-haired Solarion soldiers, who were staring incomprehensibly at what was happening. They stared in confusion, awaiting commands from Cedric or Gargantua.

"I'm sorry for being a bad father, son, but some things are above family. It's about Eclipsian Legacy! About Alaric's Legacy!"

In the heat of his speech, Arik didn't notice that Seraphina moved closer to Cedric, she was right next to him.

"Serfy, my love, please."

Cedric extended his hand towards his mother, and Seraphina accepted it, stepping closer.

"I'm sorry, Arik." She hid behind Cedric's back.

He quickly put on his iron mask and grabbed the moon-sword. Now, the bloodshed was inevitable.

"NO, NO, NO! You will not take her from me! I won't let it happen!"

Arik swung the sword and struck. But its blade clashed with Gargantua's sword with a loud clang. Empire soldiers charged at the Solarion soldiers, filling the small hut with the noise of steel striking steel.

It was like Cedric was back in the Valley, the day of the Cult's attack when Matt and Pale died. But this time, he was on the opposite side.

"This way." Gargantua stepped back, allowing another soldier to take his place.

"I want to fight!" Cedric said.

"No, let others handle the battle. Your place is at the Red Castle to lead and secure victory. Protect your mother."

Guiding Seraphina and Cedric through a hidden exit, Gargantua led them to a waiting boat full of soldiers by the riverbank. Cedric helped Seraphina aboard and the boat moved off.

"Good luck, my King." For a few seconds, Gargantua watched them as the boat drifted away with the current until they were too far to see.

"Eternal life awaits only the fearless," whispered Cedric.

Arik's shouts lingered for a long time. Like a wounded animal caught in a trap, he screamed, desperately repeating only one name.

"SERAPHINA!"

She couldn't bear his voice and covered her ears, flinching as Cedric, wearing the red mask, leaned closer to her.

"Mum? It's going to be okay."

"No, it's not." Seraphina hugged him so hard, nearly breaking his bones and squeezing the air out of him. "But at least I'm with you again. I've always been yours, Cedric, since the moment you were born."

He ran his hand through her hair, still in disbelief that she was here, hugging him. She left Dad. "Finally, she's with me."

They sailed for hours, surrounded by soldiers.

Neither of them two, filled with excitement, wanted to discuss the obvious issue.

So the prophecy about the two of them was wrong?

The 18th descendant and the last descendant of Leronse.

It was never about them. Everything that happened between mother and son wasn't supposed to happen?

Their love was a mistake. Horrible ugly mistake.

"It's chilly where we're going, Mum." Cedric draped a cozy blanket over her shoulders as the temperature dropped.

"Why should that scare me? I'll always be warm where you are, sweetheart." She smiled and examined the curves of his red iron mask. She stared into Cedric's mesmerizing white eyes.

"You've changed so much, Cedric. Who knew how far from home we'd end up when I rode you out of the castle on horseback back then."

He smiled even though she couldn't see it. They were finally free. The wind whipped through their hair, and the excitement of freedom made them forget everything else. The world around them faded away.

Out of the corner of his eye, Cedric noticed something in the forest following them. Something big, white, and with horns. He was distracted as the forest ended and the river was now running through open ground.

"Archers!" shouted one of the soldiers.

Cedric saw a dozen eclipsian archers with bows. Fire arrows like a swarm of locusts swept through the soldiers standing on the boat edges. The bodies fell into the water.

In rush he threw his weighty cloak over Seraphina, which protected her from arrows.

"Take care of the queen!" he said in Solarion. The soldiers raised their shields, covering themselves from the new stream of arrows. But one of them did hit Cedric's shoulder, throwing him back into the water.

"Cedric!"

He saw Seraphina's frightened face through the water. The flood slammed his head against a rock. The mask shattered, and a shard cut his face. He was carried forward, water pouring into his eyes, nose, mouth. He saw nothing, heard nothing, and lost focus.

Burning arrows flew over the water. He was sinking, the armor pulling him down. He was on the verge of death and pulled off his heavy red uniform with his last strength. He clung tightly to the moon-sword, tearing off the armor and ripping off soaked clothes.

Finally, he was light enough to swim out and get a breath of air. The current carried him forward until he hit dry land, caught on a tree root, and pulled himself up, finding himself on a grass, soaking wet and without a single piece of armor. He tossed the moon-sword, spitting water from the lungs.

The point of an arrow rested against the back of his head.

"Is that him?" said a hoarse voice.

"Yes, it is a moon-sword. Only the king's son carries it," uttered someone else.

"I suggest we cut off his head while he is breathing. King gave clear instructions."

Cedric tried to reach for the sword, but was punched in the gut.

"Hold still, pup."

A sharp blinding light illuminated the place around them. The gathered soldiers of the empire fell to the ground with a shriek, discarding their bows and swords.

Cedric rubbed his eyes. Something huge was looming over. He heard heavy breathing and the sound of hooves. A huge moose rose up in front of him, its fur glowing with a white light, as did its eyes.

"Forest Spirit," Cedric whispered in awe. The moose lowered itself, inviting him.

Cedric struggled to his feet and, with some effort, climbed onto the animal's back.

Chapter 22: Breeding Room

The journey to the Red Castle took one day. He moved quickly, and even though he wasn't wearing king's armor, no one would dare to stop him. Who would dare to disturb the Spirit?

Only on the outskirts of Red Castle did the spirit stop, allowing the prince to dismount.

Cedric leaned on his sword like a walking stick as he made his way to the castle. The guards, ready to stop him, quickly stepped back as they saw king's moon-sword.

At last, Cedric opened the large door to the Hall of the Fearless.

Inside he was greeted by several soldiers, some were with him at the Gshaan.

"Where is Gargantua?"

One of them leisurely approached the king, pulling some object out of a black bag and holding it out to Cedric.

It was a golden mask stained with blood.

The soldier with white and silver hair thumped his chest.

"Eternal life awaits only the fearless."

Cedric lowered the bloody mask, feeling numbness cover his heart.

"Where is my mother?"

===

Seraphina stared out the window, watching life in the enemy capital. She abandoned her husband and her entire former life for a son who might already be dead.

"What have I done?"

All these people who didn't even know her language were savages. Seraphina looked around once again at the room she found herself in.

"Why are there so many beds here?"

The door creaked open. Seraphina glanced toward the exit, expecting to see another soldier with news about Cedric.

The thought of hearing about her son's death again was unbearable.

But it wasn't a Solarion soldier standing at the entrance. It was Cedric. Tired, pale, with glowing white pupils and tattered clothing.

But it was him, her Cedric.

"Mum." Cedric took a step forward, leaving his moon-sword at the door. Seraphina was there in one motion, next to him wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Cedric, my baby. I thought you were..." Her voice trembled, unable to finish the sentence. She couldn't bring herself to say "dead".

Cedric's hands slid gently down her back and rested on her ass. Seraphina allowed it.

She marveled at herself.

Six months ago, there was no way she would have let him touch her the way he was doing now. But here they are, standing together, embracing and his hands rested on his mother's buttocks.

"Thank you for staying with me, Mum."

"Please, Cedric. Don't touch...AHHHHH...me down there."

"Then stop me." Cedric smiled, savoring her scent, sweat, and the sight of Mum's neckline.

"This is all madness. You and I are right in the lair of our enemy. What would Elowen think? I just... I gave up being a queen. I gave up being Eclipsian for you. And Arik..."

Cedric kissed her passionately, wrapping his arms around her neck. He had imagined this moment countless times since their separation. They had been apart for so long, and now, every second of this moment felt like a dream come true.

Now, finally, he could savor her. She was breathtakingly beautiful, with the taste of sweat and strawberries lingering on her maternal lips.

He wrapped his arms around Seraphina's waist, feeling the touch of her breasts and hard nipples.

"Cedric, please. Not now." She pushed Cedric, sitting down on the bed closest to them. "I still need time to recover."

He sat down next to her, stroking her back. Cedric looked at her breasts, at her soft neck. Her dress was a little loose at her legs, and he could see the dark sweat stains at her armpits.

"Can I ask if you're pregnant, Mum?"

She turned her eyes slowly to meet his, exhaling air through the nose. "I don't know, but probably not. I'm thankful to fate that I'm not pregnant."

Cedric kissed her neck. "Thankful? Why?"

"What do you mean why? Because I'm not supposed to have your children, Cedric!"

"But I want you to be the mother of my kids. I want you to bear my children."

"No, you don't, darling. You don't know what you're talking about."

He grabbed her arm. "No, I know what I'm talking about. There's only one woman for me -- you, Mum. I want to be with you always, and I love you. Everything I've done - I've only done it for you, Mum."

He kissed her, shoving Seraphina onto her back. Their tongues entwined gently again. Seraphina tried to resist, but Cedric was too insistent and too strong.

"Cedric..." Seraphina broke off the kiss, feeling his hard cock pressed against her leg. "Didn't you learn that the prophecy wasn't about us? I was supposed to marry your father, the 18th descendant, and it happened. The prophecy came true, and you're just my son. Everything we did was a mistake. Please, sweetheart." She gently caressed his pale face. "I hate to break your heart, but we need to stop. Let's not do something we'll regret. It's time to end this. I want you to see me as your mother again. It's over, Cedric."

"Over?" Cedric, his heart thumping violently, looked into Seraphina's eyes. She really wanted to stop, to return to being just mother and son.

He ran his hand down her neck, feeling her tendons and veins thump, the movement of blood in the arteries. His hand slid over the collarbones, traveling lower and feeling the beating of her heart. He ran his palm through her full, incredible breasts that nurtured him.

He pressed his fingers to the belly through the dress, fumbling for the belly button. He'd spent nine months in this tummy and this was where his next child would come from.

He ripped her dress open, exposing the breasts. "Cedric!"

"Do you want me to be just your son again?" He nipped her nipple, kissing the other breast. Seraphina rubbed the back of his head with the fingers.

"Cedric, please..." S he bit her lip.

"Do you think that all this time I have seen you as my wife? The wife I'm supposed to marry according to the prophecy? No, I have always loved you as my mother, even when we were making love. I made love to my mother, and I enjoyed every single moment."

Seraphina swallowed nervously. His fingers still squeezing her breasts.

"What was happening in your mind when we were making love, Mum? Or did you care so little about who you made love to? The lust for sex intoxicated you. I remember you were begging me to fuck you through your dream, you were begging me to fill you."

He picked up a chain lying on the ground and hooked Seraphina's arms with it, lifting them and fastening them to the bed's headboard.
Seraphina gasped. "What are you doing?"

"There is no prophecy now, Mum. It is time to accept that we are doing a horrible thing, but it's okay. You should accept that your new lover is your own beloved son."

Seraphina tried to pull her hands out of the chains while Cedric continued to tear her black queen dress.

"I don't want that, Cedric. Please, I don't want to think about you. Let me go."

He gently cupped her breasts with both hands, finally tearing the dress around her waist.

"This room is called the Breeding Room. As king, I must ensure I have at least five children. And now I have the perfect occasion to do so."

He instantly pulled down his pants and Seraphina saw how his cock slowly moving its way inside her.

"Akgghhhhhhhhhhhh, no, Cedric... Please!" She threw her head back, jerking her whole body with a sharp rush of pain and pleasure. Her arms were tightly chained to the bedpost, unable to move.

Cedric kept moving stoping only when he was balls deep. His cock trembled inside, rubbing tender ridges of her pussy.

"Oh, yes, Mother." Cedric shuddered, looking into Seraphina's eyes. It wasn't following the prophecy now, but a blind lust that was intoxicating. He should never have entered her, ever. Their whole relationship was just a stupid mistake, a consequence of Arik's cowardness.

But that mistake was now Cedric's biggest blessing. His balls twitched and he fell into her chest.

"Unhook...me." She felt his shaft inside her. In that instant, a wave of realization crashed over her -- this was all so terribly wrong. Their relationship was never meant to be a thing. Her heart stopped for a moment in pain and horror.

"My perfect...son...was never meant to be like this," she whispered as he kissed her again, scooting her legs even further back. "You never meant to love me like this."

Each thrust of Cedric's hips sent electryfing sensations down her spine; it was both pain and joy. The rags that used to be her royal dress lay beneath her. Cedric straddled her left breast with all his strength then withdrew and entered again.

He was focusing on each long, strong stroke, pushing Seraphina deeper down. The bed shook so hard and creaked so much that it seemed it might break at any moment.

"AKGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" They both mewled through the tight kiss, their tongues in each other's mouths. "Akggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

He entered her sloppily, brazenly, ignoring the painful cries. Her legs spread wider, toes twitching uncontrollably..

"My finger still hurts...AKGGGHHHH...from the time you broke it, Mommy...MMm..." He dug his lips into hers again. He was tasting and licking her mouth like a madman. "Oh my gosh, you're so good."

Seraphina found a right moment and tried to push him with her leg, with her hips. She tried to push him out of her, just as she did years ago. She squeezed his body with her knees, to stop and slow down the movements of Cedric's lustful, libidinous body, but he was unstoppable in his love and his desire to come inside her every time, to fuck her. And he didn't care how wrong it was.

The first trickles of pre-cum flowed out of her, oozing from his hot pink tip.

"Ughhhhhh, ughhhhhh..." Her teeth and breasts quivered with each deep entry. "This can't... so...good. Why is it so good..."

"I want to fill your belly with my baby; I want to fill your breasts with milk." Cedric circling her nipple with his lips, kissing and gently suckling it. "Ughhhhhhh, Muuuuum."

"Akgghhhhhh, Cedric, don't bite....akgghhhhhhhh.... don't bite it."

He paid no attention and did as he pleased. The thrill of knowing that now no one could stop them was intoxicating as much as each deep penetration all the way to his balls and even further. Each deep and painful stroke was like a pure bliss, each thrust full of love.

Seraphina was visibly out of breath, struggling to keep up with his urges and cravings. Cedric felt her heart pounding furiously as he wrapped his arms around her left breast.

"Please, slow down. I'm not as young as I used to be. You can't be so rough."

But of course he wasn't listening. He continued to buck his hips wildly, hitting his balls against her ass. Her vagina was so tight and sweet. What could be better?

"I'll kill my father... For everything... AKGGHHHHH... But most importantly for being your first man. For trying to take you... ughhh... away from me."

"Don't say it," she pleaded, tugging at the chain in a desperate attempt to free her hands, but it held fast against her struggles. "I have to... stop you. Before it's too late."

"Stop me?" He smiled, looping another chain around her neck. "There's nothing you can do but accept it."

The chain around Seraphina's neck tightened on her throat. He thrust his hips against her once more, thrust after thrust. His cock and her insides were insanely wet, and hot. Seraphina jerked from the onslaught of joy.

"OHHHHHGGGG, CEDRIC!"

"Yes, that's right. Think about me. Think about your son, akgghhhh... I'm the one fucking you." He entered as deep as he could and just froze, holding her beneath in a pose like he was trying to strangle her.

Despite being chained like a slave, her mind just exploded with ectasy. "WHYYYYYYY...AHHHHHHHHHHH." Her body arched upward, the feeling of bliss mingled with the pain she felt from his cock stretching the walls of her vagina. "Akgghhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned loudly, their foreheads locked together and they looked into each other's eyes.

White and Green.

"No, no, Cedric...my baby... akgghhhhhh." She couldn't stop staring into his insanely handsome white eyes, lost in her insane orgasm. Her arms and legs trembled, causing the chains to jingle loudly throughout the room. She couldn't control her body, and for some horrid reason, understanding what Cedric was about to do only heightened the intense pleasure.

"You did good, Mum." Cedric's lips met Seraphina's as the drug seizure stopped. She exhaled directly into his mouth and her tongue just dangled there. She was too drained to move it. Traces of salty sweat coated her cheek, and he licked it. "Now it's my turn."

He took a deep breath, stocking up on air, and entered again, without rhythm, just with the desire to fill her. The blood raged in his veins, his muscles aching from the overwhelming excitement and fatigue. He gently took her nipple into his mouth. "I'm doing this...with my Mum."

He looked at her, into her eyes. Seraphina was breathing heavily, looking into his eyes and barely coming to her senses.

After another blow, his thighs and groin felt like they were numb and his balls ached. The numbness worsened with every blow, spreading through his body.

"I'm... almost... almost," he said in between sucking on her breasts. "I'm going to.... I'm going to cum...Ohhh gosh, it hurts."

Seraphina once again jerked her arms, trying to free herself, but it was all to no avail.

"Akggghhhhhhhhhh, Mum.... Akggghhhhhhhhhh, yes, yes, yes, yes..." His hips thrust up on their own. His body contorted into a tight, circular form, resembling a coil ready to spring. "AKGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

The numbness intensified to the extreme, and with it the pain in his balls. "We're supposed to have...five kids," he barely mumbled through the seizure. "This one will be the first...akgghhhhhh, Mum. The first..."

His chest stabbed for lack of air. Each breath was a struggle, as if tiny daggers were piercing his lungs with every gasp.

"Mum, AKGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

Seraphina looked down into his overflowing eyes of pain and lust. She wanted his pain to pass, just like any mother who wants to protect her child from suffering.

Сedric's body twisted like from a powerful hit, he stared at her, barely catching the image of her face through the pleasure.

"Do it, baby," whispered her lips silently.

"Yes, Mum. I love y... AKGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

He entered and numbness mixed with pain into a blob of euphoria. A wave of hot water poured over him from head to toe, his heels twitched, his neck tensed and his lungs were completely rid of any hint of air. He tasted blood, Seraphina's scent on his lips, and explosions started to burst in front of his eyes.

"MUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM!" He entered as deep as he could and deeper, deeper, deeper. His balls full of cum squeezed a few times and shot out. "UGHHHHHHH! Mum... Cumming..."

Semen began to flow inside her, torrent by torrent. He shot their first child and her own first grandchild right into her womb.

"Let the pain go, dear...Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Seraphina could feel every powerful shot into the walls of her womb. It was a magnificent feeling like no other. She was a fertile woman, and this cum filling her womb to the brim was absolutely perfect.

Cedric was half-twisted and his muscles tightened as if in a shudder.

He blasted and blasted, touching his forehead to Seraphina's. She stared into his eyes, taking in each new torrent.

She loved hot liquid; she loved taking a hot bath. And now she was bathing in his warm hot thick fertile cum. The liquid flowed outward from her, spurting out because the space inside her was running out. Cedric jerked again, penetrating again and again through the torrents of cum.

"I love you, Mum," Cedric finally said fully, barely catching his breath. He gently pressed his lips against hers, feeling her respond in kind.

He made one final shuddering explosion to end this night.

He didn't want this moment to end. A moment of true love that can only be between a mother and son.

"You're the only woman I feel alive with. Thank you...for accepting my seed, Mum." He gently pulled his cock full of their juices.

Seraphina glanced down at the mess on a sheet.

"So much... I can feel everything inside me. Gosh, Cedric."

He bashfully removed the chains from her. Seraphina lifted herself up and suddenly beckoned him to her with a finger.

"Yes?" Cedric moved closer, preparing for a hot kiss.

Unexpectedly, Seraphina swung and landed a powerful punch to his face. The impact made him fall to the floor.

"Never chain me up again, Cedric. Never!"

She lowered her feet to the floor, the seed dripping onto the floor, and helped him up. She kissed his cheek gently and lay on the bed with him, covering them both with a light blanket. She gently pulled him against her breasts, it was getting dusk outside the window.

"I deserved that punch. I'm sorry."

She stroked his head, looking up at the ceiling. She thought she could feel the sperm inside her slowly finding its way to eventually forming a new life. The miracle of conception was a mystery to her, as it was to many.

"You said we should have five children?" asked Seraphina suddenly.

"Yes."

"Not likely to happen, dear." She stroked his white hair, not noticing his mute smile. "Why won't you stop the war? You're the king."

He pulled his head away and lay tensely beside her. The aftermath of a perfect orgasm flowed through his veins like sweet honey.

"I can't. I've learned something here at the Red Castle. I've gotten the answers I've been looking for and I must end this war."

"What have you learned, Cedric?" she raised herself on her arm, gazing into his face.

"I can't tell you. Not now." He lay on her chest, feeling the warmth of his mother's body and letting her hold him with motherly love. She gently stroked his head, his body, his muscles and his back. The bed creaked loudly with each of their movement.

"I think we've broken this bed," Seraphina said.

Eclipsian Dynasty Pt. 07

Prince Cedric and his mother deeply love each other.

Elowen watched the city from the castle balcony. Her white pupils glistened in the moonlight, and only her dyed dark hair whipped in the wind. Her usual bright dresses were now replaced by the royal armor of the Empire. The light armor was more comfortable for her.

Empire Capital, as the city was called, stretched for many miles in all directions. From the castle, which was at the very heart of the city, it was impossible to see the city's end in any direction. To reach one of the exits, it would take at least half a day.

Therefore, on that very first day when Seraphina left the castle with her children, they fled in the morning to reach Lord Blunder's camp by evening.

The King's men were approaching the castle. From the balcony, she saw her father's banners, but due to the immense height, she couldn't spot him among the cavalry and infantry crowd.

She rushed down the castle corridors, soon reaching the entrance. She was out of breath; moving so quickly in armor was very difficult.

Elowen surveyed all the arrivals, noticing Tilidus, who met her gaze. King Arik dismounted from his silver horse, his dark hair streaked with gray falling onto his back.

"Where is Mum?" Elowen asked, coming closer. "Where is..." she gulped. For some reason, it became so difficult to speak. "Where is Cedric, Dad?"

Arik, with traces of battle on his armor and dried blood drops on the scabbard, though his face was as clean as milk, without a single scratch, approached his daughter. His tired eyes had not seen sleep for several days.

He embraced Elowen.

"They abandoned us, my dear," he said, holding his daughter's head tightly against his shoulder.

"No, Cedric would never abandon me. He and Mum would never do that," Elowen said, her eyes moving with horror. "They wouldn't abandon me. Cedric promised to stop the war!"

The voice and crying coming from Kukuwaya rang so loudly in her ears and heart that she could barely hear anything around her.

Arik lowered his head, his chin touching the top of his daughter's head. Her voice and looks were so much like Seraphina.

"Now they are our enemies," he said, placing his hands on her shoulders. "We are on our own, Elowen, and we must be ready to fight back. Mum and your brother are as good as dead to us; they have taken the side of the enemy. We will crush them when the Cosmic Eclipse comes. Father and daughter."

Tears streamed from her white eyes. "I don't want to kill Mum and Cedric. Please, Dad."

Arik shook his daughter by the shoulders. "Pull yourself together, Elowen. We are alone now, and I need you to be strong. Stronger than ever! You are now my heir and you will become the first queen of the Eclipsian Dynasty. You are the chosen one, not Cedric."

He gently touched his daughter's cheek as she tried to understand what she had just heard.

"Dear, my blood runs in your veins. And I have no doubts in entrusting you with this responsibility. I want you to become our queen."

Arik pushed back his cloak and knelt before Elowen. Tilidus, with a small scratch on his cheek and a smile on his face, was the next to kneel before Elowen.

Elowen, wiping away her tears, missed the moment when the entire court now stood before her on their knees.

Everyone knelt before the First Queen of the Eclipsian Dynasty.

===

Cedric sat on the throne wearing a golden mask while the assembled council discussed something he couldn't hear. The voices of the Solarians seemed to sound far away. He couldn't stop staring at his fingers. There was a strange tingling sensation in it, and sometimes he thought he saw light sparks or flashes of lightning.

His other hand rested on the hilt of the moon sword, and his red armor shimmered with a lilac hue in the dim torchlight. His heart ached with a useless pain, the kind Corvus experienced.

"Forgive me, Elowen," Cedric thought, hoping she would feel it.

"Your Majesty?" called one of the white-haired captains in the council, speaking in Solarion.

"Yes?" Cedric lowered his gaze to the captain.

"The end is nigh. We are almost ready for our army to sweep across the entire continent. We'll go in a few days and try to reach the Capital before the Cosmic Eclipse."

"Excellent," Cedric responded without much enthusiasm.

The captains and soldiers exchanged glances. "We want to know what the Eclipse allows you to do. What kind of power will you gain? What should we expect?"

Everyone waited for an answer.

"I don't know," Cedric replied calmly.

The answer clearly did not satisfy the war hounds.

A soldier quickly crossed the Hall of the Fearless and reached the throne, presenting a letter to the king.

"What is this?" Cedric asked, taking it.

"A message from King Arik."

Cedric broke the seal with the Eclipse symbol and opened the letter, bringing it close to the nearby torch.

"She will still be mine.

I will rape her in our room until your mother dies.

Better to kill her now to spare her poor treacherous soul."

Cedric held the sheet to the brazier, directly under the flames. Words of hatred devoured by the fire were reflected in his white eyes. He rose from his throne and everyone in the hall bowed.

"Continue the council without me," he said in broken Solarian.

He left the hall and climbed the steps into the depths of the Red Castle. Silent servants bowed to him all the way to the entrance of the Breeding Room. It transformed, with almost all the beds removed. One broken bed from the night with Seraphina stood in the corner. His mother herself, dressed in a gown with her hair in a braid, was sweeping the floor, removing all the dust and dirt.

"I asked not to be disturbed while I'm here! Gosh!" she scolded without even turning to the entrance. "I'm the mother of your king. Can I have a few moments alone... Ohhh! Cedric?"

She felt him press against her from behind, removing his glove and running his hand over her round buttocks. His cock pushed against her dress. Seraphina's lower back was damp with sweat, and the fabric of the dress clung tightly to her two ample cheeks. Cedric squeezed one, then the other. She smelled like strawberries and sugar and fresh sweat.

"I'm glad you're settling into your new place." He whispered, kissing her neck.

"Cedric? Don't. I'm busy." She removed his hand, adjusted the dress below her hips (one of her buttocks still bore the imprint of his fingers), and continued what she was doing. "Don't you see? Trying to distract myself with some work. This place, these people scares me. I don't understand a word they're saying. Gosh, my hips are still hurt. Look, I've changed this room, and now it will be my chambers. Your servants looked at me like I was crazy when I tried to show that I want to remove the beds and all that unnecessary weird ugly stuff. I also removed those chains so you won't dare try to bind me again."

"As I've probably said infinite times before, I'm sorry, Mum."

"You still owe me infinite more apologies." Seraphina looked calm, but something was off. She nervously swept the stone floor. Cedric gently stopped her and set the broom aside.

"You miss home," he stated.

She looked around the large, plain room. "I miss my chambers, my servants, the castle, the food, my people, my daughter, and..."

"Arik?"

"No," Seraphina said after a pause. "I don't miss your father anymore, but here... we are strangers. And sometimes, you seem like a stranger to me too."

She took the broom from his hands and continued sweeping the floor.

"You're always busy with your kingly duties. You only visit me when you need a kiss or when you want to try to touch my breasts, like I'm your mistress or even whore. I'm more than that! And you keep almost everything a secret. You even keep the reason we're here a secret. You said the answers are in the Red Castle, but you won't tell me what you found out."

"I can't tell you because I'm trying to protect you, not keep secrets from you, Mother." He reached out to her, but she pulled away, shrugging off his hand. "I'm afraid to scare you..."

"The Fearless King is afraid of something? How amusing," Seraphina said with a bitter smile, looking just like Elowen at that moment. "Afraid to scare your mother?"

They both fell silent, realizing the conversation reached a dead end. It so resembled a lovers' quarrel that Cedric couldn't help but smile. He watched with excitement as Seraphina's full hips swayed in rhythm with her movements.

"Gosh, you have beautiful big hips, Mum," Cedric whispered.

"What did you say?" She stopped, looked over her shoulder, and blushed. "Why are you smiling?"

"Uhm...Nothing. It's nothing."

"I asked why are you smilling, Cedric?!" She looked really pissed.

"It's just... funny that.... uhmmm," Cedric turned towards the corner of the room. "Funny that you kept the very bed we broke and where I tried to concieve our first child."

A broom fell with a crash from her hands onto the stone floor. "I'm sorry, I... When you say it out loud— it gives me creeps."

She was about to bend down to pick up the broom but stopped halfway, covering her protruding buttocks.

"The idea of our children gives you creeps? The best children are born from true love. Remember? Your words. You always told me when I was as a kid."

"Don't twist my words. True love, not that love we have." She turned to say something she had been meaning to for a long time. "Listen, dear, I love you. You are my son, the meaning of my life, and I admit I enjoy what you do to my body. The way you have so many desires and young energy, even though I'm not a young woman anymore. It's amazing the way you love me, and you're not like Arik at all. In a good way," she sighed. "But children? Our children will be ugly monsters. Don't you realize? It's not right."

"What are you saying? You are incapable of giving birth to a monster, Mum. You are too gorgeous." He kissed her neck, her muscles, feeling blood rush in her veins.

"Don't... Not now, Cedric. It's serious! I'm your Mother!"

He couldn't stop; he wanted so much to savor her taste. Her skin, her scent, her flavor.

"And you are the first woman I fell in love with."

"Stop, Cedric!" She pushed against his chest with her hands; she was a bit shorter. He couldn't stop, but he had to when she grabbed his index finger again.

"Don't make me break your fingers again. When a woman says no, it means no, my love."

"You'll need something more than a broken finger to stop me from... Ughhhhhh."

Despite Cedric being fully dressed in the king's armor, Seraphina deftly knocked him to the floor and pounced on top of him. Just like in the library. Her voluptuous hips in her dress settled on his groin, and her hands rested on his chest and neck. She brushed a lock of hair from her eyes.

"What were you saying?"

Neither of them could hold back their smiles. He reached out, trying to kiss her, but Seraphina didn't move, pressing him harder to the floor.

"You lied to me, I just realized. When I asked you in the tent whether you love me as a woman or not. You lied to me, remember? I climbed onto you in the same way to pry out the secret. You said no."

"I was too scared to admit it to you, Mum."

Her hands wrapped around his neck and squeezed. He was unprotected in this area. She tightened her grip on his throat.

"You should be punished for deceiving your poor mother. Did I raise you to be like this? You should have told me the truth, no matter how harsh or ugly it was."

She enjoyed watching his face turn a bit purple, she smiled. His groin rubbed against her crotch, his tip through the pants rested against her two oval cheeks.

"You don't have anything under your dress, do you?" Cedric smiled as well. "I wouldn't mind if you punished me. Give me a good whipping?"

Seraphina tried to pull her hands away and stand up, but he held her firmly against him.

"When you tried to take the book away from me in the Library and sat on me, I almost went nuts with craving."

"Ahhhhhhhhh, Cedric."

He moved his crotch, feeling how wet she was. Cedric pulled off his pants "We haven't tried this pose yet."

Seraphina, wrapping her arms around his neck, watched his movements as if under hypnosis.

"You don't want us to have children and want us to remain just mother and son, yet you dress like this?" He lifted her dress, exposing her nude ass. "You're a bad mother. Very bad."

"I know, honey," Seraphina barely whispered, clenching her teeth. "And I hate myself for it...Ughhhh."

Seraphina threw her head back as he penetrated her pussy. She settled on his cock with all her weight and Cedric bit his lip. "Ughhhh.... I could never be with another woman after a pussy like that." A small tear trickled down in response to the intense pleasure. He could once again taste and smell strawberries, berries, and sweat.

His balls clenched and the veins on his shaft bulged. His cock throbbed inside her, the tip massaging against her cervix. Cedric pulled her tight against him, grabbing her neck and thrusting his hips with a wild thrust. His cock penetrated her with each sharp thrust, forcing its way through the narrow sheer walls of her vagina. Seraphina clenched her teeth, her lush thighs and ass jerking from the overwhelming sensations.

"Cedric...akgghhh...akgghhh...why did you...how did I create such a big cock...If only you weren't my son. UGhhhhhhh..." A huge moan escaped her lips, echoing off the walls of the room.

"I'll make you beg me for children." He looked into her pleasure-drunk eyes as he plowed his shaft into her vagina.

"No, I won't... Not inside, Cedric." She mumbled. Cedric tore apart her dress to reach Mum's boobs.

"Yeah...I've already done it inside two times...akgghhhh...what difference will one time make, Mum?"

"Not. Inside." She covered her eyes, her face nearly twisted from the frenzied pleasure that coursed through her entire body. Her tight ass shook. Mum's pussy was the warmest place in the entire world. He straddled her hips, moving his cock and pushing his way inside.

"Yeah, that's it, Mum. I'm almost... Ughh. Fuck..."

"Not inside!" She clawed at his neck like her life depended on it.

"Akgghhhh... Whatever you say, you always have a second opening." Cedric lifted her effortlessly, as if she weighed no more than a feather, letting their mixed fluids flow out of his birthplace. And with his next thrust he impaled her again, but this time getting his cock in her butthole.

"What are you doing....acgghhhhhh...CEDRIC! That's not my pussy!"

"I know!" He smiled, thrusting through her passage as she nearly screamed in pain. "You're so...tight there... Wow...akgghhhh. Fuck."

A combination of fear, pleasure, and pain appeared on her face. He moved slowly, making his way through her insides.

"Ughhh, this..." The ring of her butt tightened around his member, gradually relaxing. "...feels amazing."

"Cedric... it hurts... ughhhh."

He moved his cock and hips as if it were her vagina. The sensations were completely different, unique. She was too tight, and Cedric couldn't hold back.

"Akgghhhhhhhhhh, Gods!" He grabbed her lower back and squeezed so hard she thought he was going to break her back. His balls erupted inside her butthole. He shot several torrents up her ass, feeling intensely dizzy. He loved these new sensations, exploring his mother's new horizons. He shot again into her, not skimping on the cum. "Ughhh. Mum..."

"You are crazy... Shit, Cedric. Even your father never went in there. You can't do it with my... butt." Seraphina's back ached so much from his gasps. However, it felt so good.

"But I just did. I finished inside your butt.... Ughh... Mum. It was amazing." Slime was oozing from her ass. She broke free from his embrace and stood up, feeling his fluids flowing out of her.

"Horrendous. This is not how I was going to start this day." Seraphina breathed heavily. She stood over him, white viscous fluid flowing down her legs.

"I did as you asked. Didn't do it inside." He watched his semen flow down her legs to the floor without looking away. "What a view."

"You're impossible, Cedric."

===

At the Red Castle, on a sprawling balcony overlooking the city, the royal feast was underway. Cedric was seated at a grand table, with braziers casting a warm glow across the space, and the balcony offering a captivating view of the night city. This was the last feast before heading to war, the final battle to destroy the Eclipsian Dynasty.

But Cedric wasn't in the mood to celebrate. A few weeks remained until the cosmic eclipse, before the final confrontation with his father. How would it end? With his victory or his death? And where is Elowen's role in this story?

He saw the wooden door again, at the end of a narrow corridor deep in the dungeons of the Red Castle. The one where Faithwinder's answers lay. The door behind which he and Gargantua found the answers. Answers he did not expect to hear.

"I must admit, though I'm scared of this place, the wine is quite good," Seraphina said sadly, swirling a strangely shaped glass with red liquid inside. She sat close to him, closer than anyone else, and farther away from the others.

"You'll get used to this place, just as I have, Mum."

"I don't want to get used to it," she said, lowering her glass, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol. "I want to go home. I want everything to end. I want the war to be over, I want to be with you and Elowen back home..."

"Arik is our enemy. There's only one way to live a normal life again - to kill him."

One strap of her bodice slipped down. She looked at him tenderly and took another sip of wine. "Can't believe Elowen was right. All this time."

"About what?"

"About you and me." She took another sip. "I always thought it was just a silly joke and that she was making fun of us. She called you a mama's boy. She said that you were in love with me since the day you turned 14."

Cedric tried to remember himself at 14. "Perhaps, subconsciously, I loved you all these years, Mum. You were the only woman in my life, the only one I could love."

"And now look at us. You nutted two times inside me," Seraphina smirked.

Cedric reached his hand under the table, touching her bare leg and moving higher. He felt the dampness of her pubic hair as she sipped her drink and tried to pull his hand away.

"You were so protective of me since I was born. I never hold a sword before Blunder's moon sword gift. And maidens? You never allowed me to mess with the girls. You wanted me to love you and you only, Mum."

"Ugh...So it's my fault then that you love me like this?" She hold a moan.

"No. I'm the only one responsible for my own feelings, and I fell in love with you only when I turned 18."

She stroked his face with her other hand, suppressing a hiccup. "This is so wrong. My baby. It's not real love."

She squeezed his hand under the table so tightly that he had no choice but to remove it.

"Who determines what is right and wrong? I am the king and heir to the two largest states on the entire continent."

"I know, Cedric. And I'm flattered by how much you love me and my body. How you always seize every chance to kiss my lips —the same lips that kissed you when you were a baby. How you cling to my breasts that nurtured you since the moment you were born. Maybe in another life, I am more fortunate, and you'd be my husband instead of my son. As it should be. I've always wanted the best for you and protected you for 18 years as if you were a part of me. You are a part of me." She removed her hand from his cheek and finished the wine. "But the children, sweetheart? You and me? Children? You can't do that. You do realize, don't you, that my children will be your siblings, but not your heirs and kids."
Cedric remained silent, waiting to see what else she would say. Seraphina turned her head towards the view of the city, placing a hand under her jaw.

"You're so handsome. Much more so than your father was at your age." She bowed her head, thinking about Arik and their chance meeting that wasn't really a coincidence. A servant in a red velvet suit poured her more wine. "You could have had any woman in the world."

"I chose best one. The most incredible, beautiful, and unattainable one. You, Mum"

He wanted to take her hand, but she pulled it away and gulped down more wine.

"I can't, Cedric. Back in the castle, or when you had me chained up—I loved being desired. I enjoyed it so much, doing what was forbidden and seeing you so happy. It felt wrong, but I didn't care. Seeing you so pleased made me feel like I was doing the right thing as a mother, but now, no, Cedric. Don't ask me to go any further."

She looked wistfully back toward the city, and Cedric sipped his wine, though he had no intention of drinking this day. Their conversation was becoming too tense.

The guests were celebrating, and the bards were singing the best solarion songs in a language where he could barely understand a word, but the melody was pleasant.

"I might die during the Cosmic Eclipse, either at the hands of my father or some random soldier, Mum."

"Don't you dare even blackmail me with your death, Cedric!" She slapped the table. "Do you hear me? You want me to become your sex slave because you might die? Did you even hear what I was telling you? I want to cherish and love your grandchildren, not the children you conceived in the same womb that you emerged from."

Cedric nervously clenched his fist, peering at the purple liquid in his glass "You've had too much wine, Mother. You don't understand what you're saying."

"I didn't drink enough to be ready to have five children with my 18-year-old son. It's impossible to be that drunk. I feel sober, also I don't feel hungry. Thank you."

She crashed out of her chair and headed up the stone staircase into the castle. The music and general merrymaking didn't stop for a moment; hardly anyone noticed Seraphina's departure or the nervousness on the king's face.

"She's right. All these people are strangers to us. They don't care about us, yet in a few days I am going to march into battle with them to destroy my homeland. To kill my own father." He gulped down the wine as if it were water, trying to quench his sorrow and horror at what was happening.

A figure loomed over him. It was one of his captains, with braided hair, black armor, a sword at his waist, and an angry look. Cedric leaned back in his chair, wearing a light crimson robe, and studied the captain with amusent.

"What do you want?"

"I challenge you to a duel as I am the most fearless warrior. You are leading our country to ruin, and I want to protect it."

Slightly drunk, Cedric stood up. "I don't mind taking my anger out on someone."

The captain seemed surprised, expecting Cedric to put on armor first. The merriment and singing stopped as whispers spread through the crowd. Perhaps tonight the king would change.

"These foolish Solarion laws," Cedric said in his own language, drawing his moon blade. "What will you do with my mother if I am defeated by the way?" Cedric asked in Solarian, suddenly curious.

"I'll kill her, but maybe she'll give me a few brown-haired children first."

"No, that won't do," Cedric raised his weapon. "Attack."

The captain, drawing his sword, stepped forward, hoping to become king that night. Cedric parried the attack, and when the opponent stepped forward again, Cedric knocked him off his feet, using the strength bestowed by the spirit.

Even before the captain's body hit the ground, Cedric severed his head with a blade. It rolled across the ground and stopped at someone's feet. Blood poured everywhere, and Cedric took a careful step back to avoid staining his clothes.

"Continue the feast," Cedric sheathed his weapon and drained his glass. "I'll go check on my mother."

===

"I'm sorry for expecting too much from you," he thought as he walked down the corridors. "What am I even apologizing for?"

Seraphina was nowhere to be found, so he opened the large door to the Breeding Room. "These are the Queen's chambers now. I should stop calling it Breeding Room."

It was so dark inside that it was like being blind. The windows barely showed any light from the city.

"Mum? Are you here?" When he closed the door it was even darker. "I wanted to apologize. I don't want to fight and I don't want there to be any misunderstandings or lies between us. I'm not my father. I want to be a better person, a better husband and son to you... Mum?"

He stepped forward, not seeing where he was going. He thought he noticed movement in the corner.

"I'm here," her voice echoed from the corner. "You can come over here. I was just about to go to bed."

He followed her voice and accidentally kicked a bed. "Ouch. Mum?"

A candle's flame suddenly lit up from where Seraphina was. "Are you hurt? Is something wrong?"

He looked up. Seraphina was sitting waist-deep naked on the bed, her big fleshy tits hanging heavily off her chest and dangling, tantalizingly close. The faint candlelight made them even more alluring.

"Are you alright, Cedric?"

"Ummm...Yeah, I'm better now," Cedric gulped coming closer. "You don't have to sleep here, you can always sleep in my bed with me. "

"No, thanks. I don't want to give you any extra reasons to... Never mind. You don't need to apologize, dear. I was too harsh and too drunk. I think we both are." She noticed him looking at her chest. "Do you like my breasts?"

"It's... Yes. Every wrinkle, curve or crease of it. Every stretch mark. I like everything about your breasts, Mommy."

She smiled, her beauty glowing softly in the dim light. "You can come closer."

He approached, and as he neared, she reached up, guiding him to rest his head in her lap. She ran her hand across his tense forehead and let her nipple slide into his mouth. "Just like when you were a kid, baby." She kissed his forehead. "You must be tired. I hope this helps."

Cedric's lips began to suck on her tender pinkish-red nipple. It was magical. He touched her breast with his hands, squeezing it, pressing on the veins, wrinkles and stretch mark.

"My baby," Seraphina reached up with her other hand, pulling his cock out of his pants. Her hand gently wrapped around the base and pulled it down. She cupped it carefully while he moaned, sucking on her nipple. "It's so big. I don't understand how it could fit inside me. Gosh."

That taste of her pink nipples with the pinkish tiny welts, and the halo that transitioned to pinkish white skin, stirred feelings within him that he hadn't realized were still there. It was a primal sensation, evoking something raw and nostalgic from his childhood. Even without milk, the flavor of her nipples—the salty-sweet essence of her skin—caused his jaw to clench with a pleasurable ache.

She hummed something under her breath as she continued to jack his big cock, her other hand raking through his hair. It was like heaven, the afterlife the Solarionians were so fond of talking about.

This taste of childhood was incredible. But then, a haunting thought struck him.

A completely insane thought: He yearned to experience a flavor from his childhood that he had never actually tasted—something no son in this world had ever tasted. But he had a chance.

The flavor of his birthplace.

Cedric, saying nothing, released her nipple. He tried to stand up while Seraphina only stared in surprise, raising an eyebrow. Did he not like it?

He got to his knees.

"Cedric...CEDRIC AKGHHHHH!!!" Seraphina grabbed his hair as he shoved his head between the legs of her dress and inserted his tongue into her vagina, his birthplace. He didn't know what he was doing. It was so wet, so nice under the dress, smelling of soap, damp water, blood and salt. And her insides were delicious. Just simply delicious. His tongue roved over the rough cheeks. He slid it deep inside, feeling her taste. It was heavenly.

"Cedric...you...akgghhh..." She shivered with delight, her breasts heaped on top of his head as she bucked against the flood of joy. "You were sent to me by the Gods, son...Oooooh..."

He barely listened to her. This spring of sweetness he'd found was too wonderful. Why had he never tried this before?

Seraphina shuddered again, harder than usual. "Ughhh. I'm cumming, baby!!! Ughhhh."

Something insanely sweet and a bit sticky appeared on his tongue. He wanted to pull his head away, but she held his head too firm. Finally her grip calmed, she let out a relaxed moan and Cedric pulled his head away.

"Did you...like it?" breathing out Seraphina said. Her boobs were heaving up and down. "Did you like the taste of your birthplace, love?"

She couldn't believe what she was saying. But it was true. It was a natural question, logical, even though what they were doing wasn't logical.

"Yes, Mum. I loved the taste of your pussy. Flavor of my birthplace is amazing." He climbed up on the bed and pulled her legs up. "Now I want something more."

"Wait," she said, holding his hands. Her legs were elevated above her head. "I won't resist, but tell me. I want you to be happy, honey. Children...our children. Will they make you happy?"

Cedric nodded.

"And you promise that you won't die in the war? You promise that you'll survive if I let your children grow inside me; if I raise them with all my maternal love—the same love with which I raised you?"

"I promise, Mum."

"Then... I'll tell you my decision when we're done for the night."

He was already without pants and Seraphia grabbed his ass and let him enter her deeply. "AKGGHHHHHHHHHH, CEDRIC!"

It felt perfect. He penetrated his birthplace again, thrust after thrust, from top to bottom. He was boring into her vagina, one foot on the ground, the other on the bed. His cock with its swollen veins was ready to explode at any moment.

"'Go ahead, mama's boy. Fuck your Mum.. Aghhhh... I know you can do better. You wanted me since you were 14... And is that the best you can do?" Seraphina looked up at him with her emerald eyes, her breasts shaking. She watched with amusement as her beloved son, the love of her life, tried diligently and filigently to get make her pregnant.

Cedric thrust in, slapping his balls against her pale ass and grabbed his mother's neck with the other hand. He began to enter even more vigorously, scenes from the past flashing before his eyes. The first night he had seen her change her clothes, the evening by the river when he had seen her naked, the evening in the tent when he had pressed his cock against her ass.

He entered again with another thrust, pushing his cock inside as deep as he could.

"Oh yeah, Cedric.... That's it, honey! Akgghhhhhh."

He recalled how they'd kissed, and how he'd given her the flower. How she had rubbed against his crotch, knocking him to the floor.

And now he was fucking her for real, the way he always wanted to. The way she deserved. Divine vagina.

"Oh yeah, whore... Take that!" His balls clenched from another penetration, it hurt and felt so good.

"Whore?" Seraphina smiled, as she felt his fingers squeeze her throat. She wanted to be angry, but she couldn't stop smiling. "Fuck me harder, please, my king."

He increased the pressure, gathering all the power in his thighs, in his muscles. Arik must have fucked her insanely hard, but I am stronger. He used even the power of the spirit.

Her face tensed, her teeth clenched, and her moans came in uneven bursts. The bed's legs gave way, collapsing abruptly to the floor with a loud crash.

Cedric didn't stop. He relentlesly delivered stroke after stroke, each thrust fueled by the growing energy and the burning desire to own her, to fuck her and fill her.

He kissed her lips, nibbling at Seraphina. "That's...better...AKGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! God, my thighs are numb with pain." She kissed him back, clenching her teeth, her neck muscles tensing so perfectly. Their tongues entwined together, passing each other fluids. They were drowning in each other.

"I'm almost..." he moaned through the kiss. His cock continued to rip into her, her hips seemed to widen to let him in deeper and deeper.

"Acggh... acgghhh... Cedric..." She licked him, thinking they were still kissing. "Fill me up."

Cedric pulled her even more comfortable. "Perfect position for baby-making." Her pelvis and ass were up, his cock precisely inside aiming straight for her womb.

"I want to have your babies, Cedric," she said, pulling him close and kissing him deeply. Her words made it impossible for him to hold back any longer.

"AGHHHHHH, MUM!!!" He collapsed his hips on top of her, his cock going in deep, to the deepest point. Their bodies got fit together tightly. His testicles tightened and relaxed repeatedly, until his cock released the most powerful stream of cum he ever experienced.

"UGHHHHH!" He was cumming, pumping streams of hot baby butter inside Seraphina, his cock in the depths of her pussy. He caught his breath and it was only through the kiss and the air from Seraphina's lungs that he could continue to breathe as the white tugging fertile fluid filled and flooded his own mother's hot womb.

"I love, love you, Cedric! And I don't care that you're my son! Akgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes, yes!" She screamed through the kiss, afraid to break it completely and deprive her son of air. Cum was pouring out of her.

His veins in his face swelled, his cheeks turned purple and he squirmed, shooting over and over, turning her vagina into a waterfall. It was magical, an unforgettable night. While he was being pierced through by the spearheads of love, he wanted to say so much to her that he decided not to say anything. So impossible was it to express his love for her, for his mother.

His balls and gut relaxed little by little, his body and muscles weakened, but his balls continued to fill her. The air in her lungs was running out for two.

"Ughh.... My dear lovely mother." He found the remnants of air to say it, drowning in her green eyes. His father must be the most miserable man in the world right know.

"I love you, Mum."

Cedric just collapsed on top of her, on the broken bed, unable to even get his cock out of her. He finally began to breathe on his own, his lungs expanding with oxygen. Seraphina didn't break the kiss for a second.

"Are you happy?" she asked when he stopped the kiss himself to get a better look at her gorgeus blushed face.

"Yes, Mum. I'm insanely happy. Do you promise you'll love our children the same way you've loved me all these eighteen years?"

"I promise," she kissed him again. "I will love our baby more than anything in the world. I'm pregnant, Cedric."

Cedric looked up at her while catching his breath, a silent look of surprise on his face.

"When you came inside me in the castle before you were banished, I got pregnant right away. You knocked me up. I noticed the signs and knew I was pregnant, but I was too scared to tell you. I didn't know what to do or if I even wanted it. Maybe after tonight, we'll have twins," she laughed. It was a laugh as clear as river ice. His mother's laugh.

Cedric didn't know what to say. His cock just became hard again inside her.

"I want to make this night even more special. I want to love you until morning, Mum."

He kissed her through her crazy unrestrained laughter. They loved each other like rabbits until morning, like a pair of teenagers in love. His balls were drained as never before. They forgot about all the tragedies and horrors of the world, about Arik, about the Cosmic Eclipse, about the war. Everything.

On this night, it was just the two of them in the whole world.

And their child.

Eclipsian Dynasty Pt. 08

Cedric loves his queen mother and uncovers a harsh truth.

CHAPTER 22. FAITHWINDER'S TRUTH

Arik's face was cold and as steadfast as stone. Sitting on the crescent-shaped throne, he watched as his daughter approached the dais. The throne room was enormous, with columns and tapestries of the Eclipse. In two rows, left and right, stood towering marble statues of the first kings, the founders of the Empire. His gaze glided over the marble figures arranged throughout the silver hall, and his eyes accidentally fell on the throne beside him, meant for Seraphina.

His cold expression faltered for the first time, but he quickly regained his composure. The entire throne room awaited his words. Elowen knelt at the very foot of the throne.

Arik, wearing a silvery mantle, rose from the throne and descended the marble steps. Tilidus, standing nearby, handed him a dark sword. Arik took the Dark Moon, as the sword was called, which had been passed down to him from the founder Alaric, and pointed it at Elowen.

The blade rested on her small, girlish shoulder.

"Elowen of the Eclipse, do you swear to serve your people faithfully, honor your ancestors, and be a true queen? Ruthless, but just."

"I swear," said Elowen.

"Do you swear to follow the paths laid down by Alaric, the founder of our Great Empire?"

"I swear."

"Do you swear to serve the Moonlight and cherish the Sun?"

"I swear."

"In the name of the Founder of the Eclipsian Empire, Alaric the Vanquisher, Lord of the Moon and the Sun, Lord of the Continent, I declare you Queen, Elowen of the Eclipse. The first queen of the Eclipsian Dynasty. Rise."

He sheathed the blade, and Elowen, with gratitude in her silver eyes, smiled at her father. The royal priest placed the crown on her head. The hall erupted in applause.

Everyone hailed the first queen. She was truly happy, probably for the first time in her life.

"I am proud of you, my dear," Arik whispered. "Will you stand by me until the end, when the enemy comes to our land?"

She could not answer otherwise.

"Yes, father. Until the end."

=====

Servants bustled around the King's chambers. Cedric was standing in the center while each servant took turns putting on a separate piece of his crimson angular armor. Two men fastened a large breastplate to his chest.

Cedric watched the city from the window. White birds of Faithwinder flew over the city, watching him.

It was time for war, time to destroy the Eclipsian Dynasty. The Cosmic Eclipse was almost here, about which he knew nothing. And this uncertainty cut into his heart like a knife.

The servants bowed to the Queen as Seraphina, moving slowly due to the pain in her hips, approached and took a helmet from a table.

"It's strange that I've never worn something like this," she said, putting the red helmet on her head. Her brown hair was compressed, and her big beautiful eyes peeked out from the eye slits. "How do I look like? Feels comfortable." She looked funny in the helmet.

"You'll never need to wear something like this. You'll be safe, Mum. You and our child."

"Yes, I will." She didn't let him take off her helmet and, with surprising agility, ended up behind him. "Because you won't leave me alone in the castle." She tightened the bindings on his armor, pulling it snugly against his chest. "Let me take care of you, baby."

"I've never doubted your bravery, but I don't want you with me when things happen. Red Castle is the safest place to be..."

"I didn't ask for your permission," Seraphina circled him and again faced Cedric. "You are my son. I will not stay here alone."

"Mum. Please, don't be like that."

She grabbed his hand as he reached for her face. "This is not up for discussion, young man! And don't forget." She rolled up her sleeve, revealing a tattoo on the pale forearm. "I'm not just your mother. I'm one of the Exarchs and the last descendant of Leronse, the founder of the Library. So I don't need your permission, Your Majesty," she said mockingly.

Cedric hardly smiled. "I love it when you're so rough." He kissed the spot on the iron helmet where her mouth would be.

"Not in front of the servants, dear. I don't want them to know about, you know, about us."

"I'm sure they know, Mum," he whispered. Then, in a commanding voice, he addressed the servants, "Leave us."

When it was just the two of them, she pulled a dagger from his belt that once belonged to Riley. Cedric still kept it with him. The blade was sharp, and Seraphina poked it against his armor, right at the chest, testing its strength. "My hips are still hurt from the last time. Did you forget that I might punish you for that? Couldn't you be more gentle with your old Mum? "

"I wanted you to remember our last time before my departure."

"Before OUR departure. You succeeded with that, I'm sure I'll never forget that one time. You came so much all over my body." She smiled with the corner of her mouth, but his face was as stony as a statue.

"You know, Leronse was not just the founder of the Library; he had many gifts, like talking with ghosts and spirits. That's where he, as it is written, gathered much of his information for the books. He also had a deep understanding of people, but you don't need to have Leronse's blood to know that something is troubling you." Seraphina placed her hands on Cedric's chest. "What's wrong, dear? I thought you would be happier since I agreed to bear your children, I agreed to be your wife and marry you, despite..." She sighed. "Despite knowing that prophecy wasn't about us. But you still have this grumpy face all the time like a sad baby. Is it not enough? Why are you not happy?"

"I'm happy, Mum. You have no idea how happy I am that we finally can be together without hiding and without misunderstanding." He smiled weakly. "But..."

"But what? What's bothering you, my baby?"

"The unknown." He took Riley's dagger from her hands. "What will happen to us when it's all over, Mum? This Cosmic Eclipse..."

"We will be happy and together." Seraphina removed her red helmet, threw it on the floor, and cradled his face in her soft warm hands. "Darling, tell me about the Cosmic Eclipse. Tell me what you've learned, please. What awaits us? Is it the end of the world as we thought or is it something else?"

Cedric wanted to push her away, wanted to make it clear again that he didn't want to talk about it, but his muscles were paralyzed by fear and love. He remained still, lost in her gorgeous big green eyes.

A half-dried tear rolled down his cheek. "I am the last hope."

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Month ago

The day Cedric was named king of Solarion.

Gargantua and Cedric pulled the two halves of the door forward, entering the dungeon room. Cedric carefully leaned on his cane. Inside, it was dark and dry.

Gargantua lit the way with his torch. He stepped further in. It was a tiny room with a few shelves crammed with scrolls. A few rats scurried past their feet. In the center was a reading table with an old candle and a nearby chair. On the lower shelves the scrolls had tumbled to the floor.

"I expected to see more. It looks like this place doesn't get many visitors. Except for the rats," Cedric said, tiredly sitting on the only chair. As soon as he sat, he realized he should have checked if the wood was sturdy.

"This place has always been meant for kings. Time passes, and rulers become numb to the knowledge of the past and the wisdom of their ancestors. I am the only rare guest here."

"But you're not a king."

"No, but royal blood flows in my veins," Gargantua glanced at Cedric through the slits in his golden mask.

"I don't get it."

"Of course you don't. Solarion long ago moved past the tradition of passing the throne by bloodline. Now the most fearless warrior becomes king. However, we still honor the memory of the first Malachin, the founder of Solarion. And his blood runs in me. I'm his descendant."

"And you don't seek to reclaim the throne?"

"Am I the most fearless warrior? Blood often mixes, Cedric. Perhaps my ancestor was a great king, a fearless warrior, but I am not like him. I'm hiding my face behind a mask."

Cedric chose not to elaborate. He grabbed the first scroll he could reach. The text was barely legible in the torchlight.

"What was Faithwinder talking about? These scrolls are too old to read anything!" He threw the scroll directly at the painting hanging under the tiny window. The painting depicted a smiling man. His dark hair and beard reminded Cedric so much of Arik, and there were two birds perched on each of his shoulders.

"Who is-is this?" Cedric asked.

"Don't you recognize your ancestor?" Gargantua examined the painting. "This is Alaric."

Cedric strained his mind, examining the man in the painting with a newfound curiosity.

"Why is a portrait of the Eclipsian Empire's founder here? In the Solarian castle? In this godforsaken room?"

"You're not our first guest from the Dynasty. The Red Castle was once a place of peace and prosperity. Alaric came here when our states were still at peace, many years ago."

"At peace?" Cedric leaned back. "Were our states ever at peace?"

"They were. Once. Not for long." Gargantua held the torch closer to the painting. "It's written in these scrolls. I read it. Alaric was a peace-loving man. The guy loved fruits, women, and birds. He was friends with our first ruler, my ancestor, but then, out of the blue, he and his descendants started a war. The fruits of it we still bear today. And my folk will never forgive him this treason."

In the torchlight, Cedric could see the face depicted in the painting more clearly. The man bore no resemblance to the warlike king who wished to conquer. Cedric examined the birds on Alaric's shoulders. Two white birds.

The cawing of Corvus echoed in his ears.

"Is that... It can't be." Moonlight lit up the prince's face.

"Can't be what?" Gargantua's quiestion drowned like sounds drowned in water. Cedric has moved far beyond the borders of Solarion. In just a couple of seconds, he felt solid ground under his feet again, but now he was no longer in the Red Castle.

"All this time, it was you." Cedric was in the throne room of the Eclipsian Capital, standing before one of the huge marble statues. It was the very first statue, the largest one, standing at the entrance to the throne room, depicting the founder of the Empire. Flames flickered in the braziers on either side, and before the statue stood Faithwinder, head covered with a veil, looking up.

"It all started before the Sun and Moon, before humans, there was another race. A race created in the image of the Gods, endowed with great strength, endurance, and knowledge," Faithwinder said. The spirit was focused on the statue and did not turn to Cedric. The fire in the braziers briefly went out, as if blown out by a strong gust of wind. "The Altaeri. Devourers of the Moons. You have met one of them. They were perfect, but one flaw plagued them: mortality. Altaeri sought to escape death, leading them to betray their creators and attempt to overthrow the Gods. For their insolence, the Altaeri were slaughtered. Humans were created to replace and to defeat them. Though were less perfect than the Altaeri, lived shorter lives, but we were easier to train and more numerous. Spirits created by nature were making us stronger. We called it the War of Purification."

White Vulture flew over Cedric's head and perched on the shoulder of a massive statue. The fire was kindled again in the braziers.

"Nature became a weapon, and humans the hand that wielded it. Corvus and Kukuwaya, nature's spirits of love, became the deadliest weapons this world ever knew. Leronse, Malachin, and I led the human army, and when my sword, Dark Moon, struck down the last Altaeri, the Gods allowed humanity to live and remain. Peace finally came. As a gift, each of us was given a place to rule—the Eclipse Empire, the Arch-Library, and Solarion. We were finally free, with a whole new world at our feet."

Faithwinder touched his own statue. Cedric examined the rough marble face. Even through the stone, Alaric's face showed a hint of mortal tiredness.

"So, you knew Leronse? And you knew the first Malachin?"

"I did. They were my friends."

A vulture swooped down and flew across the hall. The bird's shadow from the brazier's fire danced on the statues and silvery walls.

"What's is the Cosmic Eclipse? Is it the end of the world? Why did you start the war with Solarion?"

"I didn't start it. Cosmic Eclipse was meant to be a weapon I and my descendants could use to subdue those who would plot new wars," Alaric said, stepping towards the statue of his son, the next one in a row. The face of the statue was stern, resembling Arik more than Alaric. "But the power of the Eclipse became a weapon of war, not of peace. My own sons betrayed me and started a war. Library, overseen by Leronse, was the first to fall. It housed sages, not warriors. Yet Solarion did not surrender to this day."

Cedric sensed the smell of decay, the scent of battle, bitterness, crying, and horrifying screams, though they were still in the empty throne room. Faithwinder slowly turned around, and Cedric saw for the first time the eternal sadness hidden behind the fabric of the empty face.

"My descendants betrayed the faith the Gods had placed in us and unleashed a war that has lasted for centuries. I am not who history believes me to be. My Empire was peaceful, merciful, created from a clean slate. We were not meant to conquer; we were meant to love and live in a new world made for us."

The firelight from the brazier reflected in Cedric's eyes. "Why does the prophecy warn about the Cosmic Eclipse?"

"Because the Gods are watching. Every few generations, the Cosmic Eclipse descends into our world and brings us closer to the Gods so they can also see how their new creation lives. This Cosmic Eclipse is the final one to determine - are people worthy of their gift? The 18th and 19th descendants will decide it all. Remember the prophecy? Your father is the 18^th, and you are the 19^th, Cedric. The world is still at war, and if your father uses the power of the Cosmic Eclipse to destroy Solarion, it will be the end for everyone. The Gods will turn away from us."

Cedric pondered, trying to piece together everything he just learned. "What do you want from me? I don't understand... Why are you telling me all this? What do you want from me, Alaric?"

"You must destroy what I have created! Destroy the Empire! Your father will never stop. His desire to conquer lives deep inside him, and it will doom us all. Lead Solarion to destroy the Empire and your father. Solarion shall win this war."

"No, it's... You." Out of habit, Cedric tried to lean on his cane, but in the spirit world, he didn't need it. "You want me to destroy my homeland? You want me to fix your mistakes? You're the one responsible for this war. Your weakness, your worthlessness. I lived my whole life with the idea of defeating Solarion, and now I have to let them take over my home? My people? Become the leader of my enemies? That was your great plan all this time? I became their king to stop the war, not to let them win it. I'd rather let my father conquer Solarion. That's an option too, right? The war will end. He'll conquer Solarion before the Cosmic Eclipse. I'm his heir; I'll become the next king and a prosperous peace will follow. Right?"

It was quiet, with only the crackling of the fire in the braziers and torches breaking the silence. Alaric was silent, and this silence was louder than any words.

"No, no! I will not become an enemy of my own people. My family, Elowen, my mother, they won't understand. Why me? Why did you come to me out of all the descendants?"

"Because only Leronse could communicate with spirits. His blood runs in you. Your mother passed part of that ability to you, Cedric. Have you forgotten? The 18 ^th descendant and a descendant of Leronse. You were the reason for that prophecy to exist. Both my and Leronse's descendant."

Cedric dropped to his knees, though he didn't feel the impact against the hard, silvery floor. "I don't want it."

The throne room turned into ruins: the roof collapsed, the brazier fires engulfed the throne and the entire hall, covering it in ashes, and the marble statues melted like ice in a fire.

"18 ^th and 19 ^th . When the night meets the dawn - one will stand one fall." Faithwinder floated very close to Cedric, looming over him. "Now you are the messenger of the Gods. You are a sword that strikes. You are the last hope. Use the power of Corvus and the Cosmic Eclipse to overthrow your father and destroy the Empire. Rise."

Cedric was blinded by the moonlight. The throne room vanished, and he was sitting on the cold floor of a small room filled with old scrolls. Before his face was Alaric's painting.

Gargantua sat in the corner, watching. "I've heard a lot about spiritual connections, but I've never seen it myself. You are full of surprises, Cedric of the Eclipse." The man in the golden mask helped him up and placed a cane in his hand. "Did you learn what you wanted?"

"Yes. I did."

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The wind tousled his hair as Cedric looked out from the open window.

"So, you must kill Arik and destroy the Empire? All of this to save the world?" Seraphina gazed thoughtfully at his face, pondering everything he told her. "And if we don't win—what then? Will the Gods destroy us all? I don't understand."

"Nothing good will happen, that's for sure. Do you understand now? Solarion must win. Are you ready for this?" He firmly grasped her hand with his gloved one. Her delicate yet strong hand was in his grip. "Will you go through this with me, Mother? Will you stay with me until the end?"

"Do you still dare to ask after everything that happened between us?" She hugged him tightly around the neck, not daring to kiss him. "I am your mother, and if you believe that what you are doing is right, I will be with you until the very end until my last breath."

He hugged her tightly. "I love you, Mum."

"And I love you, Cedric. My beloved son."

The door opened, and one of the captains entered the room. Cedric didn't break the embrace.

"We are waiting for you, Your Majesty."

"Let's go." Cedric took Seraphina by the hand. They walked into the corridor and, after several passages, arrived at the balcony. Below them stood an army. Seraphina watched in horror at the sheer number of them. Cedric donned the red helmet that adorned his mother's gentle head before and stepped forward. With a sharp motion, he unsheathed the Moon Sword and raised it above his head.

"Eternal life awaits only the fearless," came the voice of the crowd. The terrifying roar of the thousands-strong army greeted their king. An army ready for battle.

CHAPTER 23. BACK TO THE LIBRARY

One Week Until the Cosmic Eclipse

Cedric's army swept across the continent like locusts, conquering places that had not yet fallen. They passed through Astoria Prime, the border post where a few months ago, Tilidus had captured Seraphina and Cedric.

The Library was taken in a few days. The valley was guarded by only a small force of Arik's men. Solarion army settled in the valley, amidst the ruins of the library and the settlement where the priestesses used to live.

"It's a couple days from here to the Capital. It feels so strange to return to the Valley after everything that's happened," Cedric said, riding on a horse through the forest with his mother. His face bore the marks of battle and grime. "We will rebuild the Library, Mum."
Seraphina on a horse stared unblinkingly through the forest towards the mountains, where the large Library building once stood. She was wearing a peasant shirt, and for the first time, as long as Cedric could remember, she wore pants instead of a dress.

"Arik said the same thing."

Cedric nervously tugged at the reins. "Do I remind you of Dad?"

Seraphina sighed and shook her head. "No, I mean... Yes, you are his son, our son. In many ways, you remind me of myself; you have some of my facial features. Sometimes it scares me when you kiss my lips or when we... do other stuff. But you're not like him at all, dear. Elowen resembles her father much more in every way."

Seraphina gently rubbed her belly. Her hardened nipples protruded through the fabric of the shirt. She was already in her second month of pregnancy.

"I'm worried about Elowen. Folk say that she has become queen." Cedric led the horses forward.

"She will understand, Cedric, and she will join our side when the time comes." Seraphina turned her horse to the side.

"She might... Mum!?" Cedric, less skilled with horses, hurried after her. He barely managed to catch up, arriving at a clearing after a while. There was a river here.

Seraphina had dismounted from her horse and was removing her shirt, button by button. "I haven't bathed in a long time. Hey! Don't peek," she said playfully, turning towards the water and unbuttoning her shirt, her chest facing the river. "Sons are not supposed to peek at their mothers."

"I know." Cedric quickly dismounted. He approached her and gently turned Seraphina towards him. "But I still want to see it."

Seraphina unfastened the shirt, revealing her bosom. A large, heavy breasts with dark, protruding nipples and pink areolas. They were gorgeous.

She stroked the skin on her right breast with her finger, causing tiny wrinkles to form. When Cedric raised his hand, she grabbed it and hid her boobs behind the shirt. "Don't make me have to break your finger again. You're already old enough to stop messing with my breasts."

"I am your husband and have the right to mess with your breasts."

"Not yet. You said the wedding would only happen after the victory, so you are not my husband, but still just my dummy son." Seraphina pushed him away, removed the shirt, exposing her back, and with a swift motion, took off her pants and plunged into the pond.

She disappeared under the water, then surfaced. Her wet hair was thrown back, and droplets streamed down her hot mother's body. Cedric nervously swallowed as he approached the edge. Seraphina submerged again, swimming with only her head visible above the surface.

"Can't believe it. Even in war, you find time to swim, Mother."

Seraphina swam closer to him. "Are you forbidding me?" She partially emerged from the water, part of her boobs visible above the surface.

"You are the last descendant of Leronse. How can I forbid..."

Seraphina grabbed him by the hand and pulled him towards the water. Cedric fell into the pond. Luckily, his weapon was left on the horse, and he wore only a linen shirt and trousers, no armor. He surfaced, gasping for air. Someone loomed over him, and Seraphina, grasping his head, kissed Cedric, sharing air from her lungs. Their lips met in a damp, wet kiss.

Cedric embraced her at the waist, sharing that tender moment between mother and son, until Seraphina broke the kiss and pushed away, returning to the swimming.

"I spent a lot of time here in my youth, by this very brook. I met your dad here," she said, touching the shore with her back. Cedric remained swimming opposite her, on the other side of the brook, a few meters away. "I never thought I would find myself here again, so many years later, under such weird circumstances. With my son, and in love with him."

"With your husband." Cedric corrected her.

"You're not my husband yet, sweetheart. I told you so. But I'm fascinated by how much you want to be my husband," she chuckled, brushing wet hair from her face. "You could have chosen any woman and given her a child, but for some unbelievable reason, you are here now, with your mother, in the water."

"Tell me about my birth."

"What?" Seraphina frowned, sinking lower into the water. Her chest rose and fell noticeably. Through the clear water, he could see parts of her breasts and stomach. "Now? I mean, right now?"

Cedric nodded.

The water was warm, and he sank lower, up to his neck. His shirt and pants didn't bother him at all while swimming.

Seraphina sighed, her large green eyes lifting to the blue sky. "I knew I was going to have a son; not another daughter, but finally a son. Somehow, I just felt it. I wanted to give birth to you as soon as possible, just to finally see you, to hold you in my hands. My son, my blood." She lifted her hands out of the water and made them as if holding a newborn Cedric. "I sacrificed my life in the Library for this, for a son. And when the moment of birth came - you were too big, bigger than Elowen. I just wasn't ready. It's funny, actually. I prepared for it my whole life, but in the end, I wasn't ready. I mean, no woman would ever be ready to give birth to an amazing boy like you."

Cedric smiled.

"I thought we would die together, and Arik thought so too." Seraphina thoughtfully sank lower into the water. "I was in so much horrible pain... It was awful night."

"But we made it through," he said, swimming closer in an attempt to lift the mood.

"Yes, a miracle saved us. The moonlight, as Arik said, descended on the room, and I finally gave birth. Gods allowed you to be born, Cedric. My dear 19^th descendant."

"Thank you, Mother, for enduring it." He leaned in to kiss her, but Seraphina turned away. She swam off to the side and rose on her hands on the bank. Her firm ass jiggled.

"And now my son has become my husband." She sighed and wiped her hair with the shirt.

"Don't forget, I'm not your husband yet. I'm still just your son." He came ashore, following her.

Seraphina chuckled softly. "You outplayed me this time, dear. Well done. Does my son want to come home into his Mommy again?" She carefully lay down in the grass and spread her legs. Seraphina's fingers unfurled her cheeks, inviting him inside. Her pink lips looked more alluring than ever. She was still wet, they were both wet.

Cedric pulled off his linen pants and settled between her legs.

"Come here, my baby." She rubbed the back of his neck as he moved closer with his hungry gaze. "Come to Mum."

"I'm desperate to get back home, Mum." He drew his big cock even closer in anticipation, but she closed her legs.

"Just, please, Cedric, don't be so rough this time. I know you can be lost in a moment sometimes, but I don't want my thighs to hurt again. I hate it when my body hurts. Don't hurt your Mommy. You fine with that?"

"Didn't Arik fuck you rough?" Cedric spread her legs, hovering over her and touching his pink tip to her passage.

"Akgghhhh... Yes, he was very rough, but you're not Arik. You're my son..."

At that moment he bucked his hips and penetrated her. Seraphina threw her head back, closing her eyes. "UGHhhhhhhhhhhh... You're my son! CEDRIC!" She repeated.

"Oh yes, I am your son." He grabbed a mop of her hair, still deep inside. Cedric held her head tilted, kissing her wet neck, every muscle in it, her collarbones. "Son that impregnated his own....ooffff...mother."

"The Gods will curse us for this..." A convulsion raced through her entire body. "We've done this so many times before, but... ughhh, but every time something screams inside me how wrong it is, love."

Cedric retraced his entry, penetrating his birthplace a second time. He found a slow pace, moving back and forth inside his mother.

"I'll be gentle, I promise, Mum. You love it when I penetrate you. I know you do, Mum. Tell me something...akgghhhhhhhhhh, fuck yes...tell me something else about my childhood."

He released her hair and, with both hands, squeezed her large, soft, warm, and wet breasts, full of life and blood. Her skin was covered with tiny wrinkles, shrinking with each touch of his strong hungry touch. Her skin was no longer as firm as it had been 20 years ago.

"I can't talk about your childhood.... when you're inside me, Cedric. Oh, come to your senses" She covered one eye, looking up at him and feeling each of his powerful devouring thrusts inside her. "Shiiiishh.... You wanted to get out so badly during your childbirth, and now you're tearing back into me so insanely hard...akgghhhh...akgghhhhhh. What a cruel joke of fate!" She grinned, going through a new rush of pleasure. "Yeah, there you go. Just like that, baby. Fuck Mommy..."

He toppled her back into the grass and pushed in faster and harder. Each inward thrust was accompanied by a sound. Plump, plump. Their wet skin clashed, the sound of skin bumping against skin was tremendously loud.

"We were destined to be together, and I don't care what the prophecies say... Now talk... Tell me about my childhood, or I'll be rough again."

"Akgghh.... Cedric..." She nuzzled his neck as his lips circled her nipple. He used his teeth, nibbling it gently, reminiscing of his childhood. "You loved my breasts from your very first inhale. You adored them, you loved them maybe even more than me...Akgghhhhhhhhhhh...You couldn't be weaned from them. I thought you would suckle on it and my milk until you were an adolescent."

Cedric affirmatively thrust into her with renewed alacrity, his cock swelling, coating with veins, he pushed harder and harder into her tight cunt.

"Looks like that's exactly what happened. You still suck on my breasts." Seraphina whispered, stroking his white curls as his mouth licked her bare nipple. "Ahhhh. You are crushing my pussy."

Cedric took his mouth away, licking the remnants of her aftertaste from his lips. "This turns me on so much. Tell me something...akgghhhh...more."

"You were...so naughty." She clenched her teeth, lapping up each new stroke with steadfastness on her face, ignoring the pain and gusts of pleasure and looking only into his love-filled eyes. " I didn't know how to bring you up, you were a naughty little boy... aghhhh... and every time I wanted to teach you a lesson, you'd give me those puppy dog eyes, and I'd end up forgiving you..."

"Ughh... Yeas, Mum.. I like it." Shivers ran all over his body and his head nearly burst with a rush of rabid pleasure.

"You were naughty and you stayed that way...You never listened to me...Akgghhhhhh. You never listen to your Muuumm!" She let out a squeak like a wounded animal and opened her mouth wide, letting herself drown in a frenzied orgasm. He watched her pleasure-filled face contort.

"Aghhhh... Umfff. Mum... Ughhh... I just wish so much that we could make love forever, always. Aghhhh, aghhhh... Without stopping. My love for you, Mother, is purer than any gold and drops of rain."

Seraphina was too immersed in her orgasm to hear him. Her breasts and cheeks were covered in red blotches. She moaned once more and her pussy filled with sticky fluid. Cedric kissed her open mouth, sharing his raw sweet spit. She responded with the exact same kiss, running her tongue inside his mouth. His hips continued to grind and expand her pussy. "I'm making a space for our...baby... to come out."

"Yes... you are... perfect son." Her cheeks flushed deep red and she felt like she was about to pass out. "It's so good I'm losing my mind."

"Ughhhhh. It's my turn... I'm aching to fill you." A lump was gathering inside him, his balls ready. They twitched in the air, hitting her body after each rough and deep penetration. He swam for the current and soon it was over, everything inside him exploding. His cock emitted a torrent of cum. "AKGGHHHHHHHHHHHH, Mum."

"Mmm...Just like that!" She didn't let him break the kiss, and straddled his neck. Her other hand grabbed his buttocks, pushing him as deep inside her as possible. Cedric saw bright flashes before his eyes, blinding flashes, and his heart burst from the rush of blood and the number of beats it made in those seconds.

His cock was transporting load after load into her. Cedric was not wasting a drop.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhh, Mommy..."

He kept filling her, load after load, releasing his cum that was never meant for his mother. Cedric, his face turning red, blinked hard several times to regard Seraphina.

"Shhhhh... baby... It's okay. You are such a good boy..." She could feel it. Every huge load, every drop of it, every huge shot deep inside her big womb that nurtured Cedric.

"Aghhhhh, it's... so wrong." He shot the last remnants of the thick seed again. "Yet so... good, Mum."

"Can't believe how strong is your desire to... actually breed me. It's so adorable. Oh gosh, there so much of it."

White liquid poured out of her body in thick clumps onto the grass.

"Are you sure you don't mind taking my loads?"

"You ask it now?" She couldn't hold a smile; her mouth was wide open to breathe as much air as she could. "When you already unloaded it inside? Want to know something new about your childhood? You've already finished inside me more times than Arik ever did. I don't mind taking your load. I'm pregnant anyway. It makes you happy, doesn't it? You looked like the happiest man alive in these few moments. I saw it."

"Yes, I... was so happy." He was emptied, but they kissed again. "I just can't wait to marry you and do it every day.

"Win a war for me, baby, and I'll be yours every day, every night, every morning till the day I die. Gosh... Why is there so much of it inside me. You always give me too much. It makes me uncomfortable, Cedric." She tried to suppress some strange feeling of repulsion she had never felt before. There was just too much of his cum, in too much quantity. "I need to swim again."

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"You are hopelessly incorrigible, you mama's boy."

Someone slapped his face. Cedric woke up, feeling that he was lying on something warm, embracing his mother. They lay naked under a makeshift blanket made of their clothes. Seraphina slept on her side, closer to the water. Cedric opened his eyes; it was already sunset, and in the dim light, he saw a girl crouching in front of him.

Elowen wore a green hood, traveling clothes, and held a walking stick. Her white spirit pupils were almost glowing in the dark.

"Elowen, is it really you?" Cedric whispered, lifting himself.

"Don't wake Mum," she whispered back. "How many times have you done it in her?"

"I... I... a few times... She's pregnant, and..." He rubbed his eyes, not fully comprehending what he was saying.

Elowen chuckled. "So, she's pregnant? Congratulations, Cedric. You're even crazier than I thought."

"How did you find me?" He sat up.

"You forgot that I can feel you, just as you can feel me." She touched her heart. "You told me that we are connected. I always know where you are."

He wanted to stand, but Elowen quickly moved closer and pressed a knife to his neck. It was Riley's dagger, which he had left on his horse's saddle.

"You still carry that bastard Riley's weapon. That says a lot about you. You left me, you both left me alone with Dad, and joined the enemy."

"Did you come to kill me?"

"Yes," she said confidently. "Because maybe I'm the only one who can kill you."

With a flick of her hand, she made a small cut on her arm. Cedric winced, but the wound healed instantly.

"This power inside me heals wounds much faster, almost instantly. Cedric, I'm pregnant. I came to tell you that."

"Pregnant? By whom?"

She tapped his dull head. "Idiot. Did you forget what you did in the tent back then? You said you wanted to leave a message for Arik. I'm pregnant by you." Elowen stabbed the knife deep into the ground. "You are the king of Solarion. I am the queen of the Empire. Please, stop this. Do you want revenge on our father? I'll find a way. We'll unite the empires and have peace. What are you trying to achieve?"

"It's not that simple. You don't know what's happening. The Eclipse..."

"I don't care about the Eclipse. I want this to end."

"I have to destroy the Empire to stop the End of the World, Elowen. I spoke with the spirits..."

She gently slapped his face.

"Destroy our home to save the world? You're being manipulated. Wake up. It's all a lie. How convenient that you supposedly found all this out when you became the king of Solarion."

"It's not a lie! I'm sure."

"How can you be sure? You're 18, Cedric. When we left the castle, you couldn't even hold a sword properly. They're just using you. Faithwinder is lying."

"You know about Faithwinder?"

"I know, but never met him. You can be sure he's telling lie. It's a lie!"

"I can't take that risk, Elowen."

"Then you remain on the enemy's side." She sighed and stood up. "I hoped you would change your mind. I can't let you destroy the Empire."

"Elowen, wait. Let's talk..."

She turned and hurried away into the darkness, among the trees.

"Elowen! Don't go, please... Please. Just don't go."

Seraphina woke up and, yawning, sat up, covering her chest with a shirt. "Who's there, Cedric? Did you see someone?" She put on the shirt and rubbed her eyes.

"She's gone." Cedric stared at Riley's dagger, driven into the ground with such force that almost the entire blade was buried deep in the rough earth.

Eclipsian Dynasty Pt. 09

The Cosmic Eclipse begins.

CHAPTER 25. CEDRIC, SERAPHINA, ELOWEN

As they were returning to the camp, Cedric's mood was gloomy. The meeting with Elowen left a bitter impression on him. He led the horses by the reins while Seraphina rubbed his back to comfort her boy.

"Elowen made her choice." Seraphina could still feel the warmth of his seed stirring deep within her.

"She thinks we abandoned her, Mum," Cedric pulled the reins to stop the horses. Although he was enveloped in the lingering warmth after his time with Seraphina. He poured and released so much inside his own mother. Yet, a sense of filth clung to him.

"Maybe I still hold grudges over our troubled past. She wasn't always kind to me, but I cherished my sister and was always on her side. She should be with us, here, helping to stop what's happening."

Seraphina suddenly bit his lips with her own. It was a sharp, passionate, and sweet kiss that made Cedric drop the reins. His hands slid along her long, beautiful hair, which had a reddish-brown tint. She kissed him as if it were the last kiss of her life, savoring his saliva as if it were the life energy she was trying to draw from him. Their tongues clashed and intertwined.

Her hand rested on his chest, feeling the beating of his heart, which gradually slowed down. Seraphina gently grasped his chin with her slender fingers and pulled him away from her lips.

"That's better. Elowen will be fine, I'm sure of it, dear. I know my own daughter much better than you can imagine. I'm sure that Arik made her queen not least to protect her from threats and battles. When your father surrenders, your sister will surrender with him, and then you'll tell her everything you've told me." She held his chin firmly. "Do you understand me?"

Cedric wanted to nod, but she wouldn't let him move his head. "Yes, Mum."

"Good boy." She turned his chin left and right, watching his lips. "Give Mommy one more little kiss."

He leaned in and kissed her like an obedient son. Their lips pressed together in a deep kiss as he swallowed her saliva, trying to savor the taste of her loving mommy's mouth.

"Mmmm..." Seraphina pulled away with a loud smacking sound. "That's it, dear. Now let's go back to our camp." She picked up the reins from the ground and walked ahead, placing one hand on her stomach. Cedric, flushed, hurried after her.

The Solarion camp was in the same place where Blunder's camp had once stood. This part of the valley had been scorched by the battle between Blunder's and Tilidus's forces, and the settlement where the women and the inhabitants of the Library lived had become deserted, turning into a popular spot for looters. Where had all those women gone? No one knew.

Seraphina sadly gazed at the village on the horizon, to her right. It was on the other side of the river. Cedric placed a hand on her shoulder.

"We'll rebuild all of this, Mum. I promise. You're a descendant of Leronse, so it must be hard for you to see all this."

"No," she shook her head. "I don't want to have anything to do with Leronse anymore. What he did here with men--and even if it wasn't him but his descendants--he's responsible for all those ruined lives. I no longer want to be called the Last Descendant of Leronse. I don't want to be associated with his name. Now, I am Seraphina of the Eclipsian Dynasty. Our new Dynasty. Your future wife." She took his hand and sadly looked at the Library tattoo on her wrist. "I wish I could get rid of it."

"Don't. You shouldn't be ashamed of who you used to be."

Seraphina smiled as they were met by a concerned Captain from the camp.

"Your Majesty? You should have informed us that you would be away until evening." The captain eyed Seraphina as if she were a bad influence on their king. Cedric handed him the reins.

"It was a spur-of-the-moment decision. We got a bit lost in the moment and didn't realize how quickly night fell, Jashkal. Is our tent ready?"

"I... Ahem, yes. Everything is ready. In the place you requested." The white-haired Jashkal nodded.

"Thank you." Cedric took Seraphina by the waist and led her to the tent. It stood in the exact spot where Cedric and Seraphina's tent had been during Blunder's camp days. There weren't many tents in the camp due to the Solarions' way of life. Warriors in red armor drank and entertained themselves by the fire; many simply slept under the open sky on the grass and hides.

"Did you see how he looked at me?" Seraphina glanced over her shoulder at Jashkal. "What did he say? How do you even understand their language? And have you ever asked your spirit friends why all these people have white hair like you?"

"I had to learn quickly. After becoming king, I wanted to learn how to fight like the Solarions, to improve on what Eligh taught me. To do that, I had to learn the language. As for their hair... I never really thought about it. These people--they see war as a game they've been playing for centuries. Becoming the best in this game is a thrill for each of them. My father never knew who he was dealing with. He didn't know they were just toying with him. If they win, the game ends, which is why they were so reluctant to march on the Capital. We've only just begun our campaign, and we've already come so far."

Seraphina watched her grown son with admiration as he spoke. "You've become a man, Cedric. And you've changed so much. My baby boy." She held back tears. "I'm sorry, I'm being so sentimental. You've been such a wonderful little boy all these years, and now you're a king. I still can't believe it."

They approached the tent, and Cedric let Seraphina in. The tent was simple both outside and inside--crookedly set up, made from rough, unpleasant leather, and lacking the luxuries of a king's quarters. "Better than nothing," thought Cedric.

He took her shoulder, turned her around and kissed again, tasting the salty tears on her lips. He could kiss her forever.

"Is it hard for you to believe in us?"

Seraphina hesitated with her response, licking her son's saliva off her lips. "I am pregnant with your child. You just put more of your seed inside me. What difference does it make what I believe now? Do I feel weird sometimes, feeling you filling me? Do I feel weird when we kiss like a couple? Well, yes, but that's because I saw you being born, I was part of that. And I was watching you taking your first steps, and starting your life. Now, we are here, and I am happy and feel good with the person I cherish most in the world."

Cedric touched the top of her head with his nose, feeling Mum's warm hair, the scent of childhood. "I love your lips and your scent. Your eyes, your hips, your breasts..."

He touched her boobs and her beautiful butt. He squeezed two thick ass cheeks, and Seraphina squeaked like a kitty. "Ewwwwwwww...Cedric, you're too...ugh...strong. Please, it hurts."

"Corvus and approaching Eclipse make me stronger." Cedric felt a tingling in his fingers and a power moving through his blood and muscles. "Ugh, it's..."

He pulled the hands away and stepped out of the tent, his hands trembling as if in a seizure. It was a terrible power, about to burst forth, an energy he knew nothing about. He used all his strength and finally the convulsions stopped. The pain and tingling in his arms ceased.

He almost lost control.

He looked up at the sky, at the moon. The eclipse was approaching, and the closer it got, the stronger he felt the power. A tingling. Even if he won, he would still face the Altaeri, who was lurking somewhere.

"Are you in pain, dear?" Seraphina came up behind and hugged him. They both gazed at the starry sky and the bright full moon. The light reflected in their eyes.

"I need to tell you something about Elowen," she whispered with sadness. "While we were in the valley, Arik didn't send his troops without a reason. Elowen secretly sent him letters saying she was being mistreated and that things were terrible here. She even claimed I was cheating on him with Blunder. She's the one responsible for what happened."

Cedric didn't answer. His heart ached with a pain that was wrapped around by a white raven.

"You're the only one I could always trust and love. You're the best mother I could have ever dreamed of."

"You are the best son any mother could ever dream of," Seraphina whispered, moved by his words, and nipped his earlobe.

"Your Majesty?" one of the captains appeared nearby. "We've found the prisoner, as you requested."

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"Where are you taking me?" Conrad's head was covered by a sack. A few large Solarian soldiers dragged him toward the tent. Cedric sat down, plunging his moon sword into the ground. He was still wearing a simple tunic, white cascaded down his shoulders.

"Solarion rats!" Conrad shouted before he was placed on his knees and the sack was removed.

"The king wishes to speak with you," said one of the guards with a strong accent.

"Tell your king he can go screw hi..." Conrad saw the figure sitting before him--a young man. "You..."

"Got older?"

"Cedric? You... Got whiter." Conrad tried to catch his breath, taking in the prince from head to toe. "You and the Solarion? What's going on here?"

"I became a king. Just not the one I expected. Lift him up," Cedric ordered and a few soldiers lifted Conrad from the ground.

"I've heard what's going on. I've heard about the war, about the Solarion army racing to claim Arik's soul in the Capital. And a great battle will happen when the Cosmic Eclipse arrives. Is all of this you're doing, kid?" Conrad wiped a small smear of blood from under his lip, his face covered in a heavy stubble and numerous wounds.

Wasn't there anyone else from Blunder's side with you? Was there...?" Cedric sighed. "Eligh?"

Conrad looked at the prince wearily and shook his head. "Eligh--"

"It doesn't matter. It's not about him," Cedric interrupted.

"Then what is it about?" Conrad glanced around the camp he was in, noting the dozen soldiers who regarded him with curiosity. The rest, in their hundreds and thousands, were busy with their tasks in the valley. "Why am I here?"

"Because I need you in this war to defeat Arik."

"No."

"No?"

"I'm not going to join the enemy's army. Blunder would--"

"Blunder is dead,. His men are gone, and his lands now belong to Tilidus. Do you think I'm waging this war on a whim? I need your knowledge to stop the end of the world."

"So Blunder was right?" Conrad smirked. "The Cosmic Eclipse is the end of the world. We thought he and your mother were crazy."

"Be careful how you speak of my mother in my presence. She's here, in her tent."

"You two have always been inseparable. Sorry, kid. I'm not siding with the enemy. You're all enemies and bastards, do you hear me?!" Conrad shouted, glaring at the crowd of a few dozen soldiers with white and gray hair watching him. "I'm not afraid to tell you that!"

Cedric was silent for a couple of seconds. "I know it's hard to side with the enemy after centuries of war..."

"No," Conrad interrupted. "You know shit. You're only 18, and for all those 18 years, you've lived in comfort, in the warmth of your royal life in the Capital, where Arik and your mother kept you hidden from the war. I've spent my whole life fighting these monsters to protect my family and loved ones who live in the Capital. Solarion has killed so many of my friends that I've lost count. They are monsters, and I refuse to betray everything I've stood for and fought for all these years."

He spat directly at Cedric's feet. A dozen soldiers drew their swords, ready to tear the prisoner apart on command. Conrad didn't even flinch.

Cedric pulled the Moon Sword from the ground.

"I talked with Blunder before his execution. He died believing that his cause would live on, and that I would carry on our mission. 'Don't let all these deaths be in vain.' And I try so damn hard to make sure their deaths weren't in vain." He took Riley's dagger from behind his belt, which Conrad recognized in a second. "Eligh, Riley, all of them." He hid the dagger, and the Moon Sword ignited with a bright white light, along with Cedric's eyes. "Do you think I would betray Blunder's trust? Betray the memory of those who passed and believed in me? Do you think what I'm doing here contradicts my goals? How could I ever betray him?"

"Maybe you've already betrayed him. Perhaps it's because of you that he's dead, Prince. All of them are dead," Conrad said coldly, not a muscle in his face twitched.

Cedric pointed the sword at him, ready to strike, ready to murder him for his arrogance.

"You still just a goddamn boy," Conrad said.

Cedric lowered the blade. The sword's glow faded as he sheathed it. "Eligh taught me that one can ever be ready. You can't be ready for the unknown. You are not ready to join me and make this vital decision. Look at me, look into my eyes, Conrad. Some things are bigger than sides, and way bigger than us."

Cedric sighed, directing his gaze at one of the tents.

"You may go. I release you. Return to Arik. Return to your family--whatever. I just hope you know what you're doing. I'll pray not to find your cold corpse on the battlefield. Farewell. Take him away, provide him with provisions and a horse, and set him free."

Conrad watched as several large Solarion soldiers led him away. But before leaving, he still had something to say. "In one thing you're right, kid. You weren't ready. That's why all of them are dead."

Cedric watched him go, his hand resting on the hilt of the Moon Sword.

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"It was all in vain." Cedric returned to the tent, holding a strange cup of black tea. "I needed a loyal soldier, but I underestimated his loyalty."

"He will understand. Sooner or later," Seraphina said calmly, brushing her thick hair. She was rubbing her skin with some herbs, applying them to her arms and her pale soft underarms.

"When he understands, it might already be too late." Cedric put down his cup and moved closer to Seraphina. "What are you doing?"

He watched as Seraphina rubbed herbs on her skin. "This helps with sweat. They absorb the smells and moisture."

"I like the smell of your sweat." Cedric kissed her neck.

"That's gross." Seraphina's small nose wrinkled, forming tiny, lovely folds. "I hate the smell of sweat."

"You always sweat a lot when we do this."

"That's not true!" She frowned and pushed him on the shoulder. "You're just trying to tease your old mother."

"You're not that old."

He touched her belly. "Do you still feel my seed inside you? Or maybe our child? Do you feel it? Him or her?"

Seraphina set aside everything she was holding--her comb, the herbs.

"I feel it; it's growing inside with each passing day."

They both smiled in anticipation of meeting their first child. Their lips met once again in a small loving peck. He touched her dress and pulled it down, exposing her breasts.

"I will never forget how you first showed them to me, back in the forest. How you let me touch them," he murmured through the kiss. Seraphina giggled as his tongue tried to get through her laughing mouth.

"Just as I said. You've always been weak for mommy's breasts. Even at this age."

"Yes, they drive me crazy. Do you know what I've always dreamed of doing since the first day we left the castle?"

Seraphina raised her eyebrows questioningly, waiting to hear the answer.

"To fuck you in a tent." He lifted Seraphina and threw her onto the bed.

"We've already done this today, Cedric. Enough. I'm still sore from our last time by the river." She reluctantly lay down on the bed. "I don't like it when you do it inside."

She blushed faintly and taking the edges of her nightie, she carefully covered her lady parts with it. "I'm sorry, it's just that my brain still resists. It keeps telling me that you're my son. I remember the prophecy wasn't about us and..." She took a heavy breath. "I need time to get used to everything, sweetheart. I hope you understand."

"I understand. It's hard to realize you're being flooded by your own son in a way your husband never did."

Seraphina grabbed his cheek and tugged, squeezing it painfully. "How do you talk to your own mother? Don't forget, I'm not just some wench. I'm still your mother, and I'm not eighteen years old. I demand manner and respect, and if you misbehave, I may seriously rethink our relationship."

She spoke calmly, but a serious motherly tone was read in her words. Cedric bit her finger that she used to squeeze his cheek and gripped it tightly, leaving it in his mouth.

"Ow!" Seraphina couldn't pull her hand away, her finger was gripped tightly by his fangs. "Let go!"

He slipped his index finger between her legs, penetrating her cunt and collecting some of the fluid. Seraphina let out a small gasp, blushing, her waist arching at his penetration. Cedric smiled with the corner of his mouth, watching his always strict, and proper mother squirm, then pulled out a finger and pointed it at her mouth.

"No, get it away from my f-" She clamped her lips tightly together, hiding them, trying to avoid his finger, but Cedric forced his way like his cock always did in her tight vagina. "No, Cpfedrfric-" He slipped his finger into her mouth while Seraphina's finger remained in Cedric's.

The whole thing was highlighted by the dim candlelight. Cedric left the finger in her mouth and she sucked gently, looking into his white eyes. He thought for a second, allowing himself to dive into this surreal moment. Into what was happening. Their fingers in each other's mouths, his mother sucking on his index finger while his warm seed and their first child flowed in her womb.

It was all like life after death, like paradise. Maybe he died and ended up here, in this afterlife-perfect realm? Perhaps he died when he was pushed down by the Spirit of the Forest many months ago, on the road to the library.

"Acgghhhh!!!" She bit his finger a little too hard and he let her finger out of his mouth.

"Finally," she spat out his finger. "That was really weird."

His finger was bleeding a little, but Cedric was too burning with lust. He only stared, her lush brown hair spread out all over the pillow.

"I want your milk!" Came off his lips.

Seraphina laughed, showing off her white, straight teeth.

"Of course you want it. I told you you were addicted to my breasts, and especially my milk. But it's not there now."

She guessed from the look in his eyes that Cedric meant what he said. His white eyes burned with intense fire. He wanted her milk with the same desperate need as a person dying of thirst.

"Ummm... I... It usually shows up after giving birth, at least that's how it was for me. There's always a chance it'll show up in the last month of pregnancy."

Cedric imagined that divine taste on his lips. He lay over her in a plank, hovering his body over her. "Can I penetrate you?"

"So sweet of you to ask," she carefully turned onto her stomach beneath him. "You can do it again before we hit the road. But the next time won't be until after we're married. And don't be so hard, I know how you usually are when we do this. It's like you're off the chain."

Cedric gulped nervously and pulled her dress higher. First, her big firm ass with her lush big thighs came into view. In the faint candlelight, he could make out a few new scars and marks, some divine folds and lines, veins, stretch marks.

"What are you looking at there?" She turned her head back, tipping her hair out of her eyes.

"Admiring your body." The next moment he rushed to penetrate her. He put both hands just above her waist, around her breasts, feeling Mum's bulging beautiful ribs, and drove deep her into the bed.

"Akgghhhhhh," they groaned together. "That hurts!" Seraphina mumbled into the feather pillow.
"Mmmmm, yes, it does. I love it when you're hurt." Cedric leaned down and wrapped an arm around her neck.

He entered deeper, as deep as he could, feeling the walls of her vagina reluctantly open the passage for him, and sliding open. He was balls deep. Cedric squeezed her throat harder, overwhelmed with lust and desire to copulate.

"Mmmm..." she bit her lip as his elbow squeezed her throat. "I've heard a theory that men...like women's...akgghhhh...breasts because of their mothers' breasts...Mmmm...it's somehow linked...subconsciously."

"I don't want any other woman's breasts, or any other woman's pussy." He bit her ear, overwhelmed with euphoria, his balls tensed, hitting against her body with each jerk.

"Akgghhhh, akgghhhh...I told you not to talk to me like that...ughhhhh...be...slower...I don't want us to be heard. I will...scream...UGHHHHHHHHH! You promised not to be rough!!!"

He put his hand on her mouth, closing it, and her eyes widened. He didn't slow down, only sped up, slamming his hips against her bulging ass, his wet cock penetrating deeper and deeper, forcing its way into his own birthplace. Plump, plump. The sound of flesh clapping was so damn loud.

"Akgghhhhhh, Mum... Yes... Ughhhhh... it's so good."

The bed was shaking, Seraphina mooing, sometimes yelping into his hand. He wrapped his arms around her throat and head as if he were trying to strangle her. Seraphina dangled her legs left and right, grabbing Cedric's hands, trying to break free, but he lay on top of her, penetrating his mother like she was just a sex thing. There was nothing she could do. She tried to resist but Cedric was too strong.

"Agghhh, agghhh, aghhhhhhh." The air and sounds came out in spurts from his lungs, with each zealous thrust, his face flushed. It was so red. He put his hand away from her mouth, expecting her to ask him to stop or slow down, but Seraphina didn't say a word. She couldn't even shame him for trying to strangle her - she was consumed with her raw emotions and orgasms that were exploding inside her head like powder kegs.

He kept striking furiously, sweat pouring down his forehead. He gripped her hips tightly, thrusting over and over. He didn't care if he was hurting her or not.

"Ughhhhh... Cedric... please.... Don't be so rough with your Mum. You are crushing it..."

Cedric grabbed her right boob. "Tell me more about my childhood... Tell me something... akgghhhh, oh yes..."

"No, Cedric." She resisted and he grabbed her chin, squeezing her cheeks. "Not... now! For God's sake...ughh."

"I want to hear it... Speak, Mum!"

She couldn't break free, no matter how hard she tried. Cedric was too strong, even though he was a bit smaller than her in proportions. She was thick. Perhaps before she could defeat him. She could throw him off his feet to the floor a few months ago, but now it was a different Cedric. She twitched, her nightie becoming wet, her body sweating madly.

She made one last hopeless push to break free or make him let go of her face, but it was hopeless.

"You were jealous of me...Arik...every time we hugged. You'd put your arms around my waist...around my butt and wouldn't let go until I...gave you a small mommy's peck on your lips."

"You said I was your one and only man in life." Cedric smiled. He remembered that. So many years ago.

"You remember...mmm...you were such a baby, how can you remember...akghhhh...this?" His fingers released her cheeks, and he placed his right hand on Mum's wide back, feeling the pain inside his balls. He was clenched, his lower back arched, but the tides of exhilaration and pleasure coursed through his head, mingling with the memories.

They were both wet as if they'd just been submerged in water up to the top of their heads. "I told you, you're sweating like crazy."

He bent down and licked her neck. Seraphina was silent, her nostrils absorbing the scent that came from their bodies.

"I'm already...almost...Tell me something else." One finger was in her mouth, with his other hand he circled her neck again. He moved his hips like crazy, his cock jerking, ending up between her pink vagina bumps, gently rubbing them.

"When I used to take....acgghhhhh... when I used to take a bath, you would come running into my chambers to watch..." Her body shuddered with another powerful thrust, a powerful penetration, and she moaned, letting all the air out of her lungs. "You wanted my breasts, you wanted to touch them again and see them, but I forbade it...Mmmm...I told you what a naughty little boy you were."

His gaze lost focus and he touched the back of her head with his forehead, coming to grips with the mad ecstasy. He moaned low, running his tongue along her back, her shoulders.

"We're crazy mother and son." He took a mop of her lush wet hair and savored the scent of it. "I'm almost.... Ready to spurt some more seed into you, if there's room left..."

"Save it... for a special occasion. For our wedding night. Baby, let me do something." He let her push himself off and got off of her. His cock slipped gently out of her vagina. She turned around and took his cock in her hands, her face was red and a mark was left on her neck from his tightly strangling grip.

"You've tasted the flavor of my pussy. I want to taste your flavor, my son's flavor. I've already tasted you once, that first time in the castle, but I want to taste you again and enjoy you for real. My pussy has had its fun, now I want to enjoy it."

He couldn't resist, her eyes were so innocent. He remembered what Seraphina told him. About the puppy eyes he made every time she told him off for something. She had those same eyes now as she prepared to taste his cock.

Her lips wrapped around Cedric's tip and in a flash, she swallowed it to the fullest as she finished engulfing his cock. A bolt of lightning traveled through Cedric's body, he shuddered, and his cock shot a little white fluid in her mouth, though it was not an orgasm. Seraphina swallowed everything that spurted down her throat without much trouble.

Seraphina's mouth felt incredible; warm, sweet. "Motherly," he said. "Motherly mouth. Perfect for pleasuring... Ughhh..."

She was the very same woman who used to put him to bed and kiss him goodnight. Now she was doing this.

"Ohhh, gosh... Mum..." He rested his hand on her head as she moved rhythmically, engulfing his cock and letting it out, her big green eyes peering up at him, reading the pleasure. She was actively using her tongue to savor the taste. Seraphina was lapping, making sounds he never thought he'd hear from her. From the same mouth that kissed him as a newborn.

Seraphina straddled him, and Cedric sat up. He spread his legs as she expertly worked his cock, winding her tongue and cheeks around it that so resembled the walls of her pusst.

With a smile, he recalled again that their relationship was a mistake. There was no prophecy. It was about Seraphina and Arik. The 18^th descendant and the last descendant of Leronse. And their love was just a silly but so incredibly welcomed twist of fate.

He didn't expect how quickly the orgasm came. It happened too fast and he didn't have time to warn her. He grabbed Mum's head and pressed down.

"AKGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, MUUM.....Taste... this...." His body and legs shuddered, his balls tensed in a painful climax and spurted out whatever was there. The white liquid surged down Seraphina's throat, bypassing her tongue, and mouth. Shot after shot spewed out into the wall of her throat. Her mouth filled with his seed, his white fluids. There was so much of it that her cheeks rounded a bit. Some of it went down her throat without her letting it. Seraphina held back from coughing, his cock was pointing down her throat. She slowly swallowed everything he filled her mouth with.

"Mmmm..." He stroked Seraphina's head, her hair, feeling incredibly blissful. Seraphina swallowed absolutely everything he bestowed upon her. She gently removed her head, lapping at what was left in her mouth and on the tongue.

"Tastes like a fruit." She wiped her mouth. "Very sweet and warm flavor. Very fertile. No wonder I got pregnant right away."

He seized her in a sudden burst of love and held her tightly, pressing her against himself. He squeezed her so hard, feeling the heat of her hot body and the wet, clinging fabric of her nightgown, that Seraphina stopped breathing.

"Cedric... stop... You'll break me. Ewwwww." She whimpered like a kitten again. Cedric laid her on the bed and lay down beside her. Seraphina rested her head on his chest. There was a strong odor of semen, sweat, and the love of their bodies in the tent.

"You were rough again, my whole body and neck will be sore tomorrow."

"I'm sorry, Mum"

"One day you'll piss me off and I'll stop letting you do what you do. I don't understand how can you like the fact that I'm reminiscing about your childhood while you are inside me?"

"For some reason, this is turning me on a lot."

He gently stroked her hair, her head, and her body. "What should we name our baby?"

She yawned and said, "I haven't thought of a name yet. If it's a boy..."

"I want a daughter," Cedric said. His heart pounded and euphoria coursed through his body after such abundant lovemaking. Seraphina's breasts rested gently on his chest.

"Aurora would be a great name."

"Aurora, then." She agreed.

He placed his hand on her hips and fell into a sound sleep.

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Elowen rode her horse towards the capital, trying not to think about her recent meeting with Cedric, about what he had said and what he hadn't said. She gripped the reins tightly, so tightly that her delicate fingers turned white.

"I'm pregnant. You are a fool, Elowen. Why did I let him finish inside me that night?"

At the capital's walls on the royal road were so many people, so many tragic stories hidden within all those fleeing to the Empire's Capital. How awful the world was. They were all running from the war with Solarion, but no one suspected that the decisive, greatest battle would occur right here. In the Capital.

She turned off the road when she almost reached the gates. Elowen's horse trotted along the huge wall, noting the trebuchets and cannons on the towers, ready for a siege. After a while, the ground sloped down. Tilidus was waiting here. He stood by the wall, smoking a pipe, watching the horizon--the cliffs, hills, distant mountains, forests, and the people who, like ants, were crawling toward the city's entrance. He exhaled smoke and coughed, noticing Elowen on horseback.

"I've been waiting. You should have arrived yesterday, pri..." He coughed again, but this time not from the smoke, though he tried to pretend it was. "I meant queen. Queen Elowen. I have been waiting for you since yesterday."

"The queen had matters to attend to," she said, skillfully dismounting from her horse and tying the reins to a post in the ground.

"Don't you even say thank you for guiding you through the secret passage? I waited all day yesterday, even though I should be preparing for war, making plans, and preparing the city's defenses." Tilidus stood in the narrow passage between the bricks.

"I rarely say thank you, Tilidus. I am too angry and too tired to say it right now."

"Say it, or I'll leave you here, outside the wall." He smiled, but Elowen grabbed his index finger and squeezed it.

"Aaaah, ouch... alright. Sorry." Tilidus jerked away, stepping aside.

"That's better." Elowen went inside, and Tilidus, rubbing his sore finger, followed her and sealed the passage with a couple of bricks. Elowen lit a torch, and they proceeded through the caves. A strong wind blew, making her artificially dark hair flutter, and her white gaze was fixed on the darkness.

"Do you always solve problems with violence?" Tilidus walked along the trail, occasionally pointing the way.

"Don't YOU solve all your problems with violence? You are a war dog. The worst one among the father's pack. Or perhaps shoul;d I say the best one? You murdered thousands and tortured probably even more."

"To become someone in this world I had to be like that. Solarions are not humans anyway. They're animals, even their women and children are animals!"

"That's what my Dad wants everyone to believe. I grew up in a very nasty and dysfunctional family, where the son is in love with his mother, the mother is in love with her son, and the father is mostly in love with himself, and sometimes with the mother. I was an outsider in that family and got used to achieving everything not with pretty eyes. Violence is the only way I know how to deal with problems."

"You have beautiful eyes. A bright, white gaze. It's... unique."

"Shut up. I can't believe I've spent my whole life in this cursed city," Elowen continued. "I haven't seen anything beyond its walls. Cedric has probably seen snow in the north. I wonder if it really as they say?"

"What? Snow? There's nothing beautiful about snow. It's cold, white, painful, and mixes with blood and dirt. Like shit," said Tilidus.

"Maybe you just don't know how to see beauty where it truly is. You see it where it isn't." She adjusted her lush, gorgeous curls and continued further into the cave.

Tilidus remained silent, watching her from behind, observing her dark hair and the small white strands at the roots on top of her head.

"I'd like to see the sea." Elowen stopped. The exit to the city was directly above them.

"The sea?" Tilidus was surprised, extinguishing the torch in her hands. He had seen the sea probably a hundred times.

"Yes, it would be wonderful to see the sea." Elowen gazed into the void, savoring the view she had never seen. The white sea surface and waves crashing against cliffs and hills. So much water that it completely envelops the horizon. "The sea." She smiled.

"If the queen wants the sea--she will see it," Tildus said.

Elowen gave him a playful light tap on the shoulder.

"Ouch. My hand with the finger still hurts, Your Majesty." He raised his hand, showing his reddened finger in the dim light.

"You'll get over it, big boy; my mother taught me this trick. If you want to be angry at someone--be angry at my mother."

Elowen hurried up to the city, with Tildus following her. "I don't like your mother anyway."

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Arik was sitting at the throne, leaning back against the backrest, when Elowen entered the dimly lit throne room. A statue of Alaric towered over the entrance. Tilidus followed close behind, both of them looking tired. Arik was meeting with a group of women dressed in clothing Elowen recognized.

"Library women." Elowen walked past the columns, bypassing the guards, and tried to overhear the conversation.

"These are priestesses from the Library. The ones who remain," Tilidus whispered in her ear, reading Elowen's thoughts. "The remnants swear allegiance to the king."

One of the priestesses knelt briefly before standing. Then, all the women left the throne room.

"Elowen!" Arik's voice thundered through the hall. "Come here."

Elowen glanced at Tilidus and stepped out from behind the columns.

"Father?"

Arik rose, gripping the armrests, and began descending from the high throne.

"Where have you been?"

He looked terribly exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes. His veins bulged, turning almost blue. From beneath the collar of his armor, the dark blue veins peeked out, pulsing with the hidden power of the approaching Eclipse.

"I just needed some fresh air and time to think."

"You were gone for five days. You are the queen. You must be here, in the castle. Always. Especially now, with the Red King's forces at the Library. You cannot leave without telling me. Do you understand?"

"I am the queen, and I can decide what to do and when to do it," Elowen snapped.

Arik grabbed her by the throat. A terrifying strength surged through his veins, his body. He lifted her off the ground like she weighed nothing, as Elowen struggled to breathe.

"Your hair. Your eyes. You're just like your brother, trying to hide what you ARE. A dirty, corrupted vessel for a monster. Pathetic. I can kill you with a snap of my fingers, and I'll kill you if you don't put more effort into hiding your white hair. You're more like your brother than you want to admit. Don't give me a reason to doubt your loyalty to the Dynasty. Don't make me think you're just like..." His lips trembled with rage. "...THEM"

Elowen struggled to breathe, her father's hand tightening around her neck. Someone placed a hand on the king's forearm.

"Let go of the queen," Tilidus said. With his other hand, he drew his sword from the scabbard at his waist.

Arik glared at the young general with disgust and released Elowen. Tilidus caught her, letting go of the sword.

"Elowen!?"

The girl collapsed into Tilidus's arms, coughing and greedily gulping the thick air of the throne room.

"Remember who your king is, Tilidus," Arik said as he rose back to the throne. "Win the war for me, and I'll allow you to marry my daughter and become the new king. Think carefully and don't bite the hand that feeds you. Be a loyal dog."

Tilidus, hiding his simmering anger, helped the girl to her feet. Even the power of Kukuwaya couldn't protect her from Arik's grip. She fell to her knees.

"I promise you, Father. You'll be proud of me." Elowen stared at her reflection on the polished floor. Eyes full of tears.

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Six Days Before Cosmic Eclipse

Seraphina carefully assembled his armor, piece by piece, fitting each plate to his chest and back. Instead of the servants, she put on his gloves and boots. The entire suit of armor.

"You're really good at this," Cedric said with a faint smile.

"I've done it a few times for Arik," she replied, fastening the last of the straps. Her curls fell over her face, partially obscuring her green eyes.

"I heard you were feeling really sick this morning?"

"I'm fine," she said, blowing a strand of hair as she finished with his armor.

"When the siege begins, you'll stay in the tent under the soldiers' watch. If Arik decides to talk, you might be able to convince him to end this. And I'll speak with Elowen." Cedric gave a bitter smile. "She once told me she always wanted to be SOMEONE, not just the sister of SOMEONE. Not just the sister of the Chosen One, but the Chosen One herself. In her story, this is her chance to be that SOMEONE. To be the Chosen One."

His armor was perfectly fitted, but Seraphina kept fussing around him as if something was still missing.

"Mother." He took hold of her trembling hands. "You're scared. Please stop. This won't help."

Her hands were indeed shaking, and she looked at them as if they betrayed her, as if they revealed the secret hidden deep inside her soul.

"It's time," Cedric whispered.

"Aren't you scared? Don't you worry? You don't know what will happen during the Cosmic Eclipse. You don't know what Arik will be ready for when it comes."

He guided her hand under his armor, to his chest.

"Can you feel my heart?"

Her fingers touched his strong chest, and the steady beat of his heart.

"I'm scared, Mum, just as you are, but I know why I'm doing this and what's at stake." He gently touched her cheek and kissed Seraphina with incredible tenderness. His hand rested on her belly for a moment before he removed it, put on his helmet, and quickly left the tent. White birds flew in a swarm over the camp.

A long journey lay ahead.

CHAPTER 26. COSMIC ECLIPSE. PART 1.

In the misty morning, when the first rays of the sun barely pierced through the thick clouds, Solarion's army lined up on the hills surrounding the capital. A few soldiers, wrapped in warm cloaks to shield themselves from the cold morning, stood on the parapets, watching the army gathered on the horizon.
"Your Majesty?" one of the soldiers in dark armor addressed his king. Arik stood off to the side, hidden under a dark hood as dark as the circles under his eyes. He towered over everyone around him.

Cedric, clad in heavy red armor, sat on his black horse at the foot of the hill. He nervously swallowed as he noticed a flock of white birds overhead.

It was time.

"Follow the plan," Arik said to the soldiers. He looked up at the sky, at the sun, and at the birds. "After tonight, the world will be forever changed." He turned and descended the steps, heading back into the city.

Cedric raised his hand, signaling to his commanders. Hundreds of eyes fixed on him, awaiting the order.

"Today, we will take what belongs to us!" Cedric's voice thundered over the ranks of soldiers, cutting through the noise of the morning wind. "This city will fall! For Solarion! For Eternal Life!"

Shouts of "For Eternal Life!" echoed through the army's ranks like a wave, and silence fell once more, broken only by the creak of drawn bows and the rustle of swords being unsheathed. The commanders began issuing orders, and the troops advanced toward the city.

Cedric was in no hurry. While the troops prepared the siege machines, he recalled his last dream.

It was the end -- he sat on a throne, with his mother and sister beside him.

A picture of peace, a final victory; the kind of happy ending that never truly comes to pass, does it?

The catapults, trebuchets, and battering rams lined up at the wall, waiting for their turn to strike at the enemy stronghold.

"I expected the Imperial troops to meet us," Cedric observed, scanning the sparsely manned parapets of the city walls.

"Perhaps their soldiers are too frightened to oppose us," said Jashkal.

"No, my father wouldn't have let the army scatter or abandon the capital. Something's wrong here."

As they approached the walls, the troops halted. They were met with fire from cannons and crossbow installations on the walls. Hastily constructed defensive fortifications protected the advancing soldiers from the shots.

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The sun had already raised high in the sky when the first catapults began their barrage. Huge stones crashed into the city's walls with a rumble and crack, demolishing towers and scattering enemy soldiers like puppets. The walls shook as if struck by an earthquake.

"The city is surrounded. They have nowhere to run. We've stretched our forces across the Capital," Jashkal said, tracing a line around the entire vast city on the map.

Cedric listened to his reports in the makeshift camp and tent. Outside, the sounds of trebuchet shots, arrows, and the ongoing siege could be heard.

"It's a very large distance. The city is massive, and our troops are too thinly spread. Arik and Tilidus are waiting for something. But what are they waiting for?"

Cedric stared thoughtfully at the map as if it held the answer. "He's waiting for the start of the Eclipse, that's for sure, but that can't be just it. I need to think. Leave me."

The commanders, including Jashkal, departed. From the rustle at the tent's entrance, Cedric realized someone had entered again. "I said, leave me alone!"

He gripped the wooden chair he was sitting on and snapped it in two. He nearly hurled the splintered pieces at the intruder but stopped just in time when he saw it was his mother.

"Cedric?" Seraphina was frightened. Frightened of her own son.

"Forgive me, Mum. The Cosmic Eclipse is about to happen. You need to be safe."

"I'm not safe anywhere anymore. There's nowhere left to hide."

Cedric pulled Seraphina close, gently hugging her. She rested her head on his strong shoulder, her hair brushing against his chin, carrying a soothing scent.

"Will it truly be the end of the world if we fail?"

He ran his fingers through her hair, pausing as if searching for the right words.

"Why is this happening to us? Why us, Cedric?" She lifted her gaze, meeting his glowing eyes. Cedric's hands settled gently on his mother's waist.

"Why us?" he echoed. "We don't choose the time we're born into, but we do decide how we meet its end. We either hide or confront the danger head-on. And you, Mum," he added warmly, "you always taught me to never run from danger, but to face it."

He ran his hand over her plump red lips. "Even if we die today, this last month with you has been the best of my life. I've never been this happy in all my 18 years."

Cedric kissed her, and she responded with a kiss. His tongue slid deep into her sweet mouth, they shared saliva, savoring the moment, the kiss between mother and son. And the whole world around them disappeared. He didn't want to break it, but he had to--he had to focus on the Eclipse.

"This has been the best month of my life in all my 40 years too," she whispered, her voice trembling as a lump formed in her throat. "Please, baby, don't die..."

"I won't. I promise you. When this is over, we'll have a big grand wedding," he replied, turning his head, focusing... on the vibrations. Was that an earthquake? The ground beneath him was shaking hard.

"Do you feel that?"

"Feel what?" Seraphina watched her son with surprise as he hurried out of the tent. "Cedric!?"

It was getting darker, but the fires--on the walls and from cannon blasts on the parapets--lit up the day. Thick red and black smoke filled the air, rising into the sky. Cedric knelt and touched the ground.

"Is something wrong, Your Majesty?" a commander asked.

The vibrations were growing stronger, and Cedric's eyes moved with tension. "It's his army."

"Arik's army? Are they leaving the city?"

"No, they weren't in the city to begin with." Now, he understood where he had made his mistake.

A wounded soldier rode up on horseback, nearly knocking over several marching soldiers, and quickly dismounted.

"Your Majesty! They've struck from behind. The enemy is attacking our stretched-out forces."

Cedric's heart sank. "He pulled his army out to hit us in the back. In a straight fight, he's no match, but with our forces spread thin, he'll tear through us like a knife through butter. Can we regroup?"

"We can try, but they're moving too fast."

Cedric stepped aside, staring at the city. "Get the Queen to safety. Our only goal is to wait for the Eclipse and kill the King. Nothing else matters."

"Cedric!" Several soldiers seized Seraphina by the arms, pulling her away.

"I'm sorry, Mum."

"They're already here," one of the commanders said. Cedric looked to the horizon and saw the enemy forces marching along the walls. Solarion's troops were too few and too scattered to hold them off. There were still a few hours left before the Eclipse. They might not make it in time. He could be killed before it even began.

"What are your orders?"

"Continue the siege! We must breach this damn city at any cost!"

A portion of the troops had gathered near the camp, ready to face the enemy army, but there were too few of them.

"Your Majesty, another army!"

Cedric glanced in the other direction. Along the wall on the far side, another force was advancing--several hundred soldiers. However, they didn't bear the banner of the Eclipse. The army suddenly halted, staying at a distance, while a single rider galloped toward the camp.

"Should we take him out?" one of the soldiers drew his bow.

"No need," Cedric gestured and stepped forward. He studied the rider, recognizing the familiar figure. Conrad reined in his horse, surrounded by Solarion soldiers, and quickly dismounted.

"Your Majesty." Conrad knelt in his gleaming silver armor. "I and dozens of soldiers loyal to Blunder have come to avenge his death and serve you. We are loyal to his cause and to you."

Cedric barely suppressed a smile. "You changed your mind after all."

"Could I stand aside in the decisive battle?" Conrad blew his horn, and Blunder's army moved toward them, ready to join Solarion forces and face the Eclipsian army.

"There are too many of them. Will we hold out while the siege lasts?" Cedric drew the Moon Sword.

"Not necessarily. There's a secret passage within the castle walls." Conrad pointed to a section where Arik's troops hadn't yet advanced. "We just need to get inside the walls, and we can open the gates. Our forces will be able to break through into the city then. We have more chances to destroy them within Capital streets."

"Lead the way."

They moved along the wall. Arik's troops were already closing in when they descended, and Conrad knocked through a passage in the brick wall. They entered, but the troops accompanying them stayed behind to face the attack.

"We can't save them. Keep going," Conrad urged Cedric forward. They walked through a narrow tunnel, scraping their armor and hitting their heads on the rocks.

"Will you be able to fight your father when the Eclipse comes?" Conrad suddenly asked as the daylight from outside finally pierced the darkness of the cave.

"No, but I have to. I just need to kill him, and then the war will be over. It will all be over."

They emerged onto the deserted capital streets, a building next to them destroyed by a shot from siege trebuchets.

"Head for the castle, and I'll open the gates. Good luck, Cedric."

Here their paths diverged. Cedric had nothing to say; it was as if he had forgotten how to speak or how to turn thoughts into words. He hurried along the streets, with a long journey through the city ahead of him before reaching the castle. Encounters with small groups of soldiers along the way provided brief moments of distraction.

He had the power of Corvus and Solarion skills. No one stood a chance against him. The glowing Moon Sword carved its way through soldiers who, just six months ago, had loyally served him as their prince. He didn't want to fight them but he, Solarion king, was their ultimate enemy even though before they knew him as Prince Cedric.

He reached the castle on horseback, and as he climbed the large steps leading directly to the throne room, he turned around - Capital was in flames.

It looked just like the dream he had a long time ago on his way to the valley after meeting the Forest Spirit--destruction, a blood-red sky, and the stench of death.

"You are not ready."

"No, I am not." Cedric gripped the hilt of the Moon Sword as a dark shadow crept across the sun.

The Cosmic Eclipse was starting.

It was time to face his father, time to end it all. He rushed upward, flinging open the massive door directly into the throne room.

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The throne room was dimly lit by the flickering flames of torches. Above Cedric loomed Alaric's statue. Its hollow gaze was more alive than ever, fixed on him. Watching.

Following Cedric, White Vulture flew into the throne room, soaring upwards to perch on one of the ceiling's uneven surfaces.

"Father!" Cedric called out, looking at the figure in the distance. In the faint, weak light, he didn't initially recognize the one sitting there. Only when he drew closer did he see...

"Elowen?"

Elowen sat on the throne, resting her head on her hand. Her glowing white eyes examined Cedric.

"You know what? This throne isn't quite what I imagined. Too hard... I probably couldn't sit on it all day, let alone for a lifetime."

"Where is Father?" Cedric shouted.

"Where he should be - preparing to meet the Eclipse." She yawned, dark circles under her eyes.

Cedric moved closer to the throne. "You need to help me--we have to..."

"Kill Dad? And then save the world? Is that what your spirit-friend told you?" She looked up at the Vulture's unseeing eyes. "Or do you just want to kill him so you can have our mother all to yourself?"

"This isn't about her!"

"It's always been about her!" Elowen angrily gripped the armrests of the throne, crushing the marble with the owl's powers. "It's always been about her from day one! You didn't care about the Eclipse; you didn't care about saving the world. You just wanted her - you needed your precious Mommy. You wanted to be her new husband, and when it turned out that saving the world meant killing Arik, you became an obedient dog and went off to do what you were told. You're just a pawn. You're an idiot, Cedric."

"Elowen, I beg you... You should be on my side. You are my sister."

"I am the Eclipsian Queen. I am the chosen one, and you are my enemy."

Emerging from behind a column, Tilidus stepped forward. He held a prisoner in his grasp, silver hair cascading over the man's face.

"Gargantua?"

Even through the veil of hair, the disfigured face, marred by scars and cuts, was unmistakably visible. Tilidus smiled as he brought a blade to Gargantua's throat.

"This man was the leader of a Cult that dedicated its existence to destroying the descendants of the Dynasty -- you and me. And then, he served you... Odd, isn't it? I offer you a chance to surrender. This is your last opportunity to make the right choice. If you decline my offer - first, I'll kill him, and then you'll die."

"Die? So, you'll kill me?" Cedric turned his gaze back to Elowen.

"If you force me to..." She rose from the throne. "I don't want it, believe me. If you stop it now, you could stay with Mum. The two of you could live somewhere on the far edge of the continent, together."

"No... No, I can't leave it halfway."

"Just like I can't let you take everything from me, the way you took our mother."

"And what are you going to do with the child? Will you murder it too, as you're planning to murder me? What are you going to do with your pregnancy?"

"Shut up!" Elowen was overwhelmed with rage. "Tili, kill him, kill the prisoner!" She pointed at Gargantua, but Tilidus' hand didn't move.

He looked first at Cedric, then at Elowen in confusion. "A child? You're pregnant?"

Cedric felt a shiver run through his body, as though struck by lightning. He barely stayed on his feet, hearing a ringing and a roar in his ears. Elowen, apparently, felt the same.

Every nerve in his body burned with a faint fire, and his blood boiled in his veins.

It was the Eclipse--the sun was almost covered.

Elowen greeted the wave of discomfort with a smile, which soon turned into a warm shower of sensation.

"So this is what it feels like." She made deliberate movements with her hands, and suddenly a bright stream of light, like lightning, shot right into Cedric.

The resulting explosion was so powerful that the surrounding columns crumbled, the ceiling was completely blown off, scattering debris in all directions. The shockwave shattered the statues of all the Eclipsian ancestors.

When the dust settled, Cedric realized he barely moved. Around him were rubble and shattered marble.

"So much power," Elowen descended from the throne, smirking as she observed the destruction and debris. The bodies of Tilidus and Gargantua were flung in different directions. Had either of them survived?

"At first, I resisted, but now I know for sure I want this. It will be so satisfying to kill you." She gathered a cloud of fire and smoke again, as Cedric unleashed what had been building up inside him for so long. It was lightning and a bright, blinding light. Two powerful, continuous streams collided, illuminating the entire ruined throne room. The sound of sparks and the friction between the two immense forces was so loud that it surely could be heard far beyond the castle.

The gust of wind made his long white hair flutter and pushed him backward. Her power was stronger, and she was approaching, step by step.

"Elowen! Stop...this!"

"I've only just begun." She was right beside him now, and, bypassing a surge of lightning, drew her sword, Dark Moon. Her blade glowed with a dark, eerie light as Cedric drew the Moon Sword and met her strike. The vibration from the impact was so intense it could have easily stunned anyone standing nearby forever. She struck again and again, and Cedric blocked each blow, feeling the sword vibrate in his hands from each powerful strike.

He dodged and hid behind one of the surviving columns as her sword shattered the column with a single, effortless strike, as if it were made of paper. Only then did he realize the true power behind each of her blows--and also his own strength, capable of withstanding such strikes.

Cedric attacked in response. The clashing sounds echoed through the hall, fading into the yellow-and-purple sky. The nearly obscured sun barely illuminated the Capital. Each strike of their swords was accompanied by a loud whistling, crashing sounds, and vibrations.

"Enough, Elowen. Don't make me angry!"

"Angry? Let your anger out, mama's boy." She struck him in the chest, and without expecting the power of the blow, Cedric was thrown halfway across the hall, scattering debris in his wake. His sword flew to a distant corner, and he rolled over in pain from his back to his stomach. Drops of hot blood streamed down his forehead.

So, he could still be hurt?

He lifted his gaze, noticing flashes spreading across the city. They alternated with sounds he hadn't noticed before. Streams of light, mist, fire, and lightning erupted throughout the city, destroying streets, buildings, and surely soldiers.

"Arik... is destroying my army while you distract me." He tried to stand, feeling the pain in his muscles along with an incredible surge of energy, but Elowen drove Dark Moon into his leg.

"Ughhh..." He gritted his teeth.

"Sorry, Cedric, for this... for everything." She breathed heavily, observing the city with him. "You probably hate me for this right now, but Dad spent his whole life preparing for this very moment, for this very day. Do you think we would have had a chance to defeat him? I'm saving your life."

She gently took his chin with her blood-streaked fingers, directing his gaze to hers. Their white eyes met for the first time so closely. Kukuwaya and Corvus.

"You're just like him," he whispered.

"Yes, because I'm his daughter, and you're his son. We're both like him, like our father."

"No..." Cedric shut his eyes. "I'm not him. I'm not like him!" Eclipsian power grew stronger, the sunlight gradually darkened by a dark moon, and the sky was turning blood-red.

Elowen got distracted by Vulture flying over her head, and Cedric pushed her away. The energy flooding his blood became stronger, burning.

He stood up and saw Elowen smiling as she sat on the ground.

"It's nice, isn't it? This feeling... Father said it would be like this." She leaped from the ground with such grace, as if she weighed nothing at all. Fiery smoke flowed from her hands again, but Cedric, tired of the game, pushed through it and grabbed her by the throat with both hands. He squeezed so hard that at first he thought he had broken her neck. Yet Elowen didn't flinch; she watched his actions with a condescending gaze, as if guessing why he had suddenly frozen. Their foreheads touched for a moment.

"You can't kill me, little brother, or even hurt me. That's why I'm here on Father's order."

They just stared at each other. She was clearly stalling, Cedric knew this, but he didn't know what to do. She was right: "I can't hurt her."

"Let the Queen go!" Wounded, limping, and bleeding, Tilidus appeared out of nowhere, swinging a sword. The blade shattered upon striking Cedric's body.

"Elowen..." Tilidus cast a glance at the girl as Cedric, dismissing him with a sweep of his hand, unleashed fire. His scream echoed and then faded in a second. Amidst the flames, for a moment, Cedric saw a skeleton. The fire burned him so quickly that there was not even ash left of the person who had stood there just a moment before.

"Tili!" Elowen reached out, but it was too late. Cedric recoiled, and she fell to her knees. "You just killed him."
He turned a man to dust with a snap of his fingers, barely even noticing. And the worst part? He enjoyed it.

"Do you really mourn this murderer? Was he dear to you?"

"He was. There was goodness in him. He wanted peace, just like me, and was simply trying to find his place in this world."

"There is no place for someone like him in this world."

"That's not for you to decide... You had no right..."

"No, but I had the power."

Her face twisted with anger, and she attacked again. Their energies and powers clashed in a single surge, and this time Elowen did not hold back. "You bring only pain and suffering. You have brought war to our own home. Dad was right about you!"

Her assault, fueled by anger and fury, only grew stronger. Plumes of smoke and fire shot out in all directions, turning the already ruined throne room to dust. Cedric's hands burned with pain as he leaped back, trying to shield himself from her torrents of Eclipse's frenzied energy.

"I have always been better than you, and I was always meant to be the one they saw you as! Blunder and other fools thought you were the savior. But here you are, a true monster and tyrant. Just a boy. How many people have already died because of you? I hate you!" Elowen yelled.

A stream of lightning seared his face. The pain was unlike anything he had ever felt in his life. It was like face had been turned into a charred piece of flesh. He fell, and with his remaining uninjured eye, he saw the destruction in the city--flashes of light, the devastation. He saw how Arik was destroying Solarion.

"I need to do something... It can't end like this."

He heard a voice inside himself, dull and frightened. A voice that could read his mind.

"Don't...."

Cedric ignored the pleading voice and reached for his belt, where Riley's dagger hung. At that moment, Elowen placed her foot on him.

"Rest, Cedric. Everything will be like it was before. You, me, Mum, and Dad. Together, as one family. I'm sure that one day we'll forget about what happened today, and everything will go back to how it was."

Cedric thought about those times: the table full of food, his father and mother chatting about their own things, and Elowen teasing him.

"Mama's boy."

He gripped the hilt of the dagger tightly, afraid to let it go.

"As before?" Cedric whispered.

"As before."

Suddenly, a stone hit Elowen on the head. She didn't even flinch. The fragments turned to dust around her dark braids.

"Hey! Princess!" Gargantua slowly threw a second stone, climbing onto the cracked throne. "Is this your throne?" He sat on it, brushing the hair from his scarred face, his hands wrapped around his ribs, which were evidently broken.

"Now I am sitting on your throne, little princess."

Elowen turned to him and removed her foot from Cedric's chest. She took a few more steps forward, not noticing as Cedric slowly got to his feet.

"We are Solarions, living with the belief in an afterlife. Go on, kill me!"

"As you wish." Elowen conjured a new stream of red smoke, and a burst of energy flew into the throne, shattering it into several pieces. Gargantua managed to leap down at the last moment, avoiding the explosion but not the fragments of the marble throne.

She wanted to attack again, but...

A sharp pain stabbed through her chest, and lowering her head, Elowen saw a dagger's blade protruding from it, to the left. The blade was blood-red, and Cedric twisted the dagger once more with a crunch.

She tried to inhale, but couldn't. Her lungs were filling with blood. She fell into Cedric's arms. He caught her, cradling Elowen's head in his hand, feeling the warmth of her blood seeping through the shirt and armor.

"Ugh... It hurts... make it stop... please." Desperately, she clutched his hand, and he held it. She squeezed it as hard as she could, her white eyes locked on his face. "I don't... want to... I'm afraid of dying... Cedric. I don't want to die..."

"I'm sorry."

She held his hand, not letting go. Elowen looked into his eyes, her gaze gradually becoming numb.

"I should've been... with you..." She tried to touch his white hair, staining it with blood. "Do you think white hair... would suit me... like... yours? I would have been so beautiful..."

He squeezed her hand tightly. "You'd look perfect..."

She smiled. It was a bitter, painful but kind smile. Her lips stopped moving, and with her final breath, she uttered a single word.

"Sea..."

Elowen's pupils dilated. Her heart stopped. The pain was gone. Cedric was left alone, holding her lifeless hand. Still warm.

Her eyes ceased to shine with white light. Kukuwaya was gone.

And when it happened Cedric felt a sharp pain in his own chest, like he was suffocating. His heart darkened and then cracked with intense agony. He sensed his own eyes losing their light.

Corvus was gone.

Two parts of a whole, two spirits of love, one killed by the other.

Elowen's body was growing cold. He looked at her, at her still body. His mind couldn't fully process what happened, couldn't understand the loss.

"Elowen?" He tightly grasped her lifeless hand. "El?" He hugged her lifeless body. He never felt so empty, as if all his energy was drained and his heart was just a hollow shell. "What have I done? Elowen..."

Cedric didn't know how long he'd been sitting there. How many hours passed? He only snapped back to reality when he heard footsteps approaching.

Someone was coming to the throne room.

Arik, his dark armor and cloak in pristine condition, was carrying Seraphina in his arms. He looked closely at Cedric, then noticed Elowen's dead body. Gently, he set Seraphina down beside the rubble. She was breathing but unconscious.

Arik sighed, lowering his head and pressing a hand to his heart. "My dear, dear Elowen, I failed to appreciate your true loyalty. I never saw how devoted she was. And now, you have killed her--your own sister."

"No, no, no." Cedric finally found his voice. "It was you. You. She died because of you."

"I warned her that you would have to perish, but she refused to listen. She wanted to keep you alive at any cost, believing that once you realized you had been deceived, you would become the Cedric she knew her whole life, since you were kids. Little brother. And where did this misguided love lead her? Her own brother drove a dagger into her heart. I hope you're proud of what you've become. A traitor and a kinslayer."

Cedric brushed a lock of dark hair from her pale face. "If only you hadn't lied about the 18^th descendant..."

"Lied?" Arik moved to the edge of the throne room, watching as a dark object was about to completely obscure the sun. "You cling to these prophecies, believing I have deceived them, but they have all turned out to be true, haven't they? The true 18^th descendant wed the last descendant of Leronse, your mother. And you - you will forever be remembered in history as the 18^th descendant who betrayed his homeland. You will die, eventually, for the 20^th to be born. I won't kill yours and Seraphina's child. I'll let it live and raise it as if he or she is mine--the 20^th descendant. You are the enemy of the Dynasty, created by these prophecies. And it is my heavy duty to kill you, my own son. This was all decreed by the Gods. I did not deceive the prophecies; I merely walked the unseen paths they laid before me. These paths have led me to this moment--this decisive battle against you."

He turned back to Cedric.

"When the night meets the dawn - 18 ^th and 19 ^th, one will stand - one will fall. Elowen had faith that I would spare you, but the prophecy decrees otherwise. Your army is destroyed, though I've allowed a few to survive, including Conrad. Surrender, die, and they will be spared. The people of Blunder, who betrayed the Dynasty today, will be forgiven and offered a chance to serve me, the Emperor, once more. It's over, Cedric."

The sky transformed into a blood-red crimson, and the dark, ominous shape finally obscured the sun entirely. The Cosmic Eclipse reached its zenith. The final wave of power surged through Cedric's body, through his blood.

"Nothing is over while I still draw breath," Cedric said, rising with his hollow red eye sockets. "I will end you."

Arik smiled. "I was hoping for that answer."

CHAPTER 27. COSMIC ECLIPSE. PART 2.

Arik didn't try to dodge the stream of fire and lightning Cedric unleashed at him. He walked right through it, unfazed, and grabbed Cedric, tossing him down the steps. Cedric flew far, and on any other day, the fall would have killed him. He smashed through a tower and landed in the streets, buried under debris. His whole body felt like it was on fire. Struggling to his feet, he ripped off the crimson armor as if it were the source of the flames. Left in just a dark tunic, the burning sensation didn't stop--he still felt as though he were ablaze.

Cedric was surrounded by Imperial soldiers. "Finish him!" one shouted, but in an instant, Cedric incinerated them all.

"Do you feel it?! The power of Gods?" Arik stood on the ruins of the destroyed tower, watching the massacre unfold. "Imagine how much we could accomplish if you were on my side, if we were together, like father and son. You, me and Elowen!"

He jumped down, defying gravity, as Cedric shot lightning at him. Arik moved effortlessly, completely in his element, ignoring all of Cedric's attacks.

"You were born for greatness. The gods gave you a chance to live when your mother nearly died with you during childbirth." Arik broke several of Cedric's fingers, slammed him into the ground, and then hurled him into another empty brick building nearby.

Each strike left unhealable marks and wounds. Cedric spat blood, hurling another plume of fire at his father, but Arik knew how to control the chaos within himself--Cedric didn't. The heat and burning inside were distracting, making it impossible to focus. He leaped back as Arik got too close, climbing onto one of the tall buildings. Archers aimed at him, but he paid no attention to their arrows. His body was overwhelmed with energy, leaving him breathless.

Arik tore off his black armor and leaped through the roof, slashing Cedric's chest with a bolt of lightning. Cedric fell, raising his arms to shield himself, and crashed onto the city streets below.

"You don't even make me use a third of the power I possess now that the Eclipse is in full swing," Arik calmly landed nearby, cracking the cobblestone beneath. "You claimed the Cosmic Eclipse would end the world. Where is it?" He glanced at the darkened sun, the Black Eye. "This is the start of a new world, not the end. I am the greatest king the Eclipsian Dynasty has ever seen. Alaric is nothing compared to me."

He lifted Cedric off the ground. "Did you come here today to kill me? Then show me - unleash your full potential."

Cedric spat in his face and tried to unleash fire, but Arik struck back with ease. The hit was so hard, Cedric felt as if his head had been knocked off. Thrown high into the air, he managed to regroup and land on one of the rooftops.

"Elowen was right. He's too strong, and I've lost Corvus' power. How can I defeat him!?" Cedric jumped down into a street, the sound of bells ringing across the city. The guards scattered as soon as they saw him. Clenching his teeth, he reset his broken fingers and slipped into the narrow alleys, trying to hide among the carts.

"I need to rest... I need to think..."

Arik smashed through the wall Cedric was walking along and kicked him in the stomach, scorching his face with fire.

"Hiding won't save you, Red King."

Cedric tried to catch his breath from the blowand fired, but Arik easily swatted away the weak stream.

"You're afraid to unleash the chaos inside you. What are you afraid of? You're only wasting your strength holding it back." Arik clasped his hands together and unleashed a stream of crimson-dark energy, and Cedric's whole body was engulfed in flames. The pain was unbearable, maddening--until Cedric stopped resisting it. He met the cloud with his own powers. No longer holding back, he allowed his anger and rage to guide him.

Arik took a step back, retreating. Through the bursts of fire, Cedric clearly saw a smirk on his father's face.

"Yes, this is better! Fury and rage are the path to power!" Arik stepped forward, and Cedric leaped away, landing on another roof.

They exchanged blasts, and the red sky was lit up with lightning, flames, and bursts of bright light. The city's residents, most of whom had hidden deep in the city's underground, watched the scene in horror. The bright flashes reflected in their eyes.

Cedric fell again, ending up buried under the debris. His body burned with pain, covered in burns and wounds. He barely managed to rise, only to collapse again. Blood streamed down his face and hair.

"I can't win... I can't do this... He's just playing with me... He controls the chaos."

Out of nowhere, Cedric recalled Eligh's words: "You think when you're in a fight. Just let it flow and let your body fight."

"Let it flow." Cedric stood still, allowing the power to remain inside him rather than burst out. Let it flow through his blood. Slowly, his wounds began to heal. The chaos that had erupted was turning into order.

"Already tired?" Arik taunted, moving closer and attacking with lightning. Cedric blocked it, but his hands were badly burned. Before he could react, Arik closed in, grabbed his hands, and snapped them with a loud crunch.

"Ughhh..." Cedric groaned in pain.

"I think that's enough. This day will be remembered for centuries." Arik turned his gaze to the castle and the ruins of the throne room. "Do you think your mother's awake yet? I want her to witness your death. She saw your first breath, and now she'll she your last."

Arik collided head-on, dragging Cedric along as he stormed toward the castle. He was too strong; Cedric couldn't break free of his grip.

Seraphina sat by her daughter's body, blood staining her temples.

She cradled Elowen, resting her head against her daughter's cold neck.

"Serfy," Arik said, throwing Cedric's battered body to the ground.

"How did we let this happen, Arik?" Tears streamed down Seraphina's face, falling onto Elowen's blood-soaked shirt. "Why...?"

"Everything could have been different. In my moment of greatest triumph, you both should have been by my side."

"Let him live, please. Let our son live." Seraphina's pleading eyes turned to Cedric.

"No."

Arik stepped aside, moving closer to the ruined throne. Amid the debris, he picked up the Dark Moon. "I will strike this final blow with Alaric's sword, gifted to him by the Gods."

Cedric painfully leaned on his left knee. Every movement brought agony, but he pushed forward, clawing at the debris. His legs trembled. A surge of power coursed through him, mending his wounds as he fought to stand tall.

"You just can't stop, can you?" Arik said with a weary smirk, lowering the sword.

Cedric looked into his mother's deep, tear-filled green eyes. In her gaze were hope--that what they've been through wasn't in vain--and love. Love for her son.

"Never," he said.

"DIE!" A fiery red aura erupted around Arik. Chaos exploded as flames engulfed the room.

"Cedric!" Gargantua hurled the Moon Sword at his feet. Cedric grasped the glowing blade just as Arik unleashed a torrent of crimson fire and smoke. He positioned himself beside Seraphina, shielding her from the raging flames.

Clutching the hilt with both hands, Cedric whispered, "The sword was given to Alaric for a reason."

The wild surge of fiery energy surged around him, threatening to consume everything in its path. His hands burned with searing pain, yet he didn't yield. The burns healed almost instantly as the power coursed through him. "Let it flow, kid."

Cedric's trembling hands held back the inferno pouring from his father.

It wasn't rage or anger that led to power.

Cedric took a deep breath, oblivious to everything around. He thought of the lawn, of the river, of his mother, her smile. She is pregnant, they love each other and are happy to meet their child, a girl. And he's happy. Happier than ever.

"I love you, my dear Cedric."

Cedric took a step forward, then another, and another. Step by step, he ignored the chaos his father unleashed. The fire around Arik grew larger with each passing second. The air became stale and hot, like in a volcano. Seraphina coughed, clutching Elowen's body tighter.

"When. Will. You. Finally. Die!" The fire around Arik diminished and flickered as his strength faded, but he kept trying to attack with all his might.

Cedric pressed on, the flames scorching his flesh, his body a mass of agony. Still, he moved forward, breaking through the inferno. Finally, the fire died.

Exhausted, furious, and desperate, Arik swung the Dark Moon.

"I should have killed you... that night..." he snarled, striking at Cedric, who parried the blow. "Killed you the night you were born!" He struck again, and Cedric calmly deflected the attack.

He knocked the Dark Moon from Arik's trembling hands. The weapon clattered to the shattered marble floor. With a slight push, the king fell.

"Mercy..." Arik whispered as Cedric raised his sword. The king's hair was in disarray; there was no trace of grace or confidence left in him.

"I am the one you always wanted to be. Countless small choices made me who I am, while you remained convinced that the fate of the world--and your own destiny--hinged on monumental decisions."

White Vulture perched on a pile of stones that had once been a throne. Its white eyes watched intently.

It was the moment.

Cedric gripped the hilt of his sword, anticipating with mad pleasure how he would kill his father. "I have to kill you... to save the world."

But he met Seraphina's gaze. She watched with a chilling realization of what he was about to do. Cedric slowly lowered the sword, droplets of Elowen's blood remaining on his hands.

"What are you waiting for?" he heard Faithwinder's voice behind him. "Kill him before it's too late!"

"Kill... him..." Cedric said, glancing at Arik and seeing what he has become--pitiful, defenseless, and weak. "One will stand, the other will fall. The final prophecy that shall be fulfilled. Enough with prophecies. Isn't there already enough blood shed today? Isn't my sister's blood enough for you? She wouldn't want this... He can't hurt anyone anymore. He can't hurt me. Enough deaths, even his... I don't want to kill anymore. I'm not my father."

"YOU MUST KILL HIM!" Faithwinder sad, a shadow in a veil appearing behind Cedric. "Kill Arik or kill Seraphina, kill the child in her womb! The line of the Dynasty must be broken!"

Cedric's blood boiled in his veins at what he had just heard.

"This is all because of you... You..." Cedric tightened his grip on the sword's hilt and struck, severing the veiled shadow in two. The sword glowed, and when Faithwinder vanished, Cedric heard only one thing:

"You have doomed us."

The Vulture continued to watch enigmatically. There was something more hidden beneath it. It was something more than just a servant of Faithwinder. The bird lowered its head, as if bowing to Cedric. Without thinking, he did the same, bowing to the bird. Then it vanished.

"I spare you life, Dad." Cedric dropped his sword.

Arik laughed. A light rain began to fall in the throne room.

"You've always been weak, and you are still a coward." Everything happened so quickly, in the blink of an eye. Cedric heard a scream as Arik unleashed a torrent of lightning that he had building up been inside him all this time. One decisive strike.

The bolt of lightning coursed through Cedric's wet body.

Everything went dark before his eyes.

His heart stopped.

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Cedric slowly opened his eyes. His first thought was that he was surrounded by snow. Everything was white, as white as white could be. It was a white void, or perhaps his vision simply couldn't pierce through the white emptiness to see what lay beyond it.

"Am I... dead?" He touched his body.

"Not yet, kiddo."

Cedric recognized this voice and turned around. It was Eligh. The old man looked exactly as he remembered him, as he had seen him last time--tired, with a sword at his waist and kind eyes.

"Eligh!" Cedric hugged the old man, burying his head in his shoulder. They both smiled.

"I missed you too. Looks like you've grown a bit. You weren't forgetting about our trainings?"

Cedric pulled away and noticed that Eligh was not alone. He was surrounded by people he knew--those who had died in the valley, soldiers of Blunder. They were watching.

"I'm so sorry. I failed you. I let the whole world down, and I let your faith in me down."

"No, you didn't," Cedric heard Blunder's voice. He was standing right behind him. "You've changed more than you can even imagine, Cedric. They were watching you, and you made them change."

"Them?" Cedric looked at Blunder in surprise as White Vulture flew overhead. It looked directly at Cedric and, making some noise, vanished into the white void.

"They created Altaeri in their own image, but after us, they changed to become more like humans. You made them change."

"But what about the Cosmic Eclipse? Won't they destroy our world? Don't they think that humans are only capable of war and destruction?"

"The Cosmic Eclipse was a test--to prove that humanity is capable of peaceful existence and that they are driven not by motives of power. They watched you, the last descendant, you and your mother, and everything you did along this long way allowed them to make their final decision. There is goodness in people, and they love despite everything."

"Alaric was deceiving you," Eligh said. "He was exactly who history remembers him as. He tried to conquer the world, but after his death, when he realized he had failed the Test, he tried to fix things through you. But the way he envisioned 'fixing' things was part of his corrupted soul, enslaved by desire to dominate and destroy."

"So, was that also part of the test? Faithwinder, Alaric--was he part of the test?"

"He left the world of the afterlife and became a spirit. He thought he was superior to the others and tried to control them, but they were just serving their own interests. He didn't know they were the Gods," said Blunder.

"But because of me... Kukuwaya and Corvus... They died because of me."

Blunder and Eligh fell silent before Blunder spoke again.

"She asked to forgive you. And they did."

"She?" Cedric's hands trembled. "Is she... here too?"

Blunder nodded. "She is watching a sea at sunset, with waves crashing against the shore. With the rustle of soft tall grass that grows around her, along with the scent of the ground after rain. She will meet you when it is time for you to enter the Eternal Fields. Your life is not yet over, Cedric."

He did awkward step toward Blunder. "Please, tell her that...I... I'm..."

"She knows..."

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"Finally, he's dead." Arik kicked Cedric's lifeless body. "This is what happens when love and desire are reckless and thoughtless."

"Cedric..." Seraphina reached out, but Arik grabbed her hand, stopping her. Her tears mixed with the rain.

"Shhhh... Don't mourn him. He was doomed from the moment you gave him life. The Gods gave him a chance to live, just to die today."

"Shut up... Just shut up! My boy... my baby boy..." She hit Arik's chest with her free hand, but her strikes grew weaker with each blow. Trembling with pain and grief, she stared at Cedric's dead body. "You promised me, Cedric..."

"He lied." Arik pulled her close, forcing her into an embrace. "It is only us now. We can finally be together again." He let out a deep breath, tasting blood on his lips. He had won. "It's over, Serfy."

She tried to break free, she tried to fight him, but he was too strong. Seraphina couldn't stop her tears as her gaze shifted behind Arik's shoulder. A shadow loomed over them.

"Nothing is over." Cedric drove the Moon Sword into Arik's back. Seraphina fell to the ground, and Arik screamed in pain. "You're no longer worthy of the Gods' power, descendant of Alaric."

Arik's body went cold. A dark shadow slipped out of him, the power draining from his blood. Cedric pulled the sword from his father's back, and Arik's body went limp.

Seraphina and Gargantua watched what was happening until Arik collapsed onto his stomach, face down, writhing in pain.

"Now it's truly over," Cedric said, raising his sword and sheathing it. Seraphina rushed into his arms, embracing his body, solid as a tree trunk.

"It's over, Mum." He gently stroked her head, pressing Seraphina's face against his neck. "We are safe." He hugged her and squeezed as tightly as he could without breaking her small, tender bones.

"You scared me, dear," she whispered.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." He kissed her soft, sweet lips--exactly what he needed right now.

"You... You... Damn bastard..." Arik tried to hit Cedric as Seraphina stepped aside. It was as if he had struck a concrete wall, and he clenched his bruised fist, falling to the ground again.

"Ughh... My hand. You... You should be dead!"

"You are no longer a part of the Eclipse, father." Cedric with a gentle move pushed him to the ground.

"No, no... It can't be! How.... aghh... How did you do that!?"

Gargantua with Dark Moon in his hands stepped on the man's chest. "Stay down, old man."

With Seraphina's help, Cedric walked to the edge of the throne room. The eclipse was ending, and he looked over the city below.

"What now?" Seraphina asked.

"Now? We can finally be together and love each other. But first, let the people know who their new king is." Cedric raised the Moon Sword, and red lightning crackled across the sky, from the sword to the clouds.

Finally, the Black Eye disappeared, and the sun shone over the Capital, lighting up the battlefield. Cedric lowered the sword.

"It's over."

CHAPTER 28. CHAOS OF PEACE

Cedric sat by the window. The morning light gently filled the simple room. The view from the window overlooked the ruins of a castle. He had been sitting there all night.

He wore a royal red suit. His fingers nervously tugged at the trouser leg, and his hair was braided. His gaze resembled a dying campfire. There was no trace left of the former light in his eyes.

Something had broken inside him. "Was it a victory? If it was, why I don't feel it?"

Thoughts of everything that happened, memories, and the sensation of fire surging within his blood made him wake up in a sweat every time he tried to close his eyes.

"Cedric?" Seraphina opened the door and walked in. "You didn't sleep all night again?" She closed the curtain, blocking the sunlight.

"I... didn't want to." He lowered his eyes shyly, like a naughty child, and Seraphina leaned down, kissing him on the lips.

"Get up. The time has come." She placed his hand on her neck and helped Cedric to stand. One of the consequences of the Eclipse was pain throughout the body, like after a long and grueling workout. His muscles were too tired to move. He could barely rise.

"Let me help you, my queen." Gargantua stepped inside, limping. A new golden mask adorned his face. He took Cedric by the arm and headed toward the exit.

They left the house and walked up the steps toward the castle. There were people everywhere, guards, mostly soldiers of Solarion, some were Blunder's people.

"Do you like the city?" Cedric asked Gargantua, avoiding an awkward pause.

"It's... not bad here. Warm. Warmer than Solarion. It's a beautiful city, even though it's now ruined." Gargantua nervously swallowed and shifted his brown eyes to him. "I'm sorry for what happened to Elowen..."

"No, forget it. You weren't the one who... did it. It was me."

They reached the terrace behind the castle. It was a graveyard. A handful of soldiers had gathered there. Conrad, standing at the forefront with bandages on his face, nodded to Cedric.

Elowen's body was buried beneath the earth after a brief speech. The Dark Moon was interred with the first and last Queen of the Eclipsian Dynasty. Cedric's hands trembled until Seraphina reached over and squeezed them to steady him. It was worse than any physical pain. He was doing everything he could to avoid thinking about it, to avoid thinking about his sister, to escape the grief. But the more he tried to flee from it, the stronger the wave of pain became, ready to crash over him at any moment.

"She's in a better place," he whispered to Seraphina. And before he could mention the spirits, she gently, bitterly said,

"I know."

Her body disappeared beneath the ground. And in this world, he would never see her again. Never.

"Goodbye, sissy."

Cedric was helped to the ruins of the castle, where people had gathered at the base of the grand steps. These were the forces of Solarion, Blunder's people, and the surviving soldiers of the Empire, who had been forced to accept their king's defeat. Gargantua was on one side, facing Solarion's troops, while Conrad was on the other, beside the people of the Empire.

They were waiting for something--for him to speak. Cedric surveyed the vast crowd through the bright sunlight, as Seraphina tightly embraced his left arm, pressing it against herself.

With a firm grip on the sword's hilt, Cedric drew it, raising it high above his head.

"The time of the Eclipsian Empire is over. The time has come for the New Light Empire!"

One side, led by Conrad, knelt first, followed by the other, led by Gargantua, swearing allegiance to their new ruler. One by one, the thousands gathered in the city--some out of necessity, others by choice--bowed their knees in turn. Cedric gazed out at the sea of people, each kneeling before him. Before their new king.

"All hail King Cedric!"

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1 Month after Cosmic Eclipse

At this time, autumn was in full swing in Gshaan. The city was bathed in shades of yellow. In the center, where King Arik's old statue once stood, a new one was being raised. It depicted a man with dark braids and a lion's mane on his cloak, smirking.

Cedric looked at the cheerful Blunder's face, and smiled.

Hardly anyone in the settlement recognized their new king, so Cedric calmly walked beyond the borders and entered a forest along the path, twirling the rose-and-gold ring in his hands. He limped, and as he looked ahead, he finally saw a small clearing.

Sunlight filtered through the branches in soft, dappled patterns, casting a gentle glow upon Seraphina's simple white gown, its hem brushing against the leaves as she moved. The dress sweetly accentuated her ample chest and hips. She looked beautiful, with a small, slightly showing belly that she gently stroked.

"Here comes the groom," said Conrad, who was also there, wearing all white.

"Sorry. I wanted to see someone. An old friend."

"It's all right, darling," said Seraphina. "We have all the time in the world now."

Beneath the golden canopy of the autumn forest, Cedric and Seraphina stood side by side, their hands intertwined. No grand audience, no banners, no crown--just the quiet witness of nature, as they stood in a small clearing nestled between towering oak trees.

"All right, you two lovebirds," Conrad said with a grin. "Let's start. No distractions--just you, me."

Cedric, dressed in dark leathers, was standing tall beside his mother with the Moon Sword resting in its sheath at his side.

Conrad cleared his throat. "Cedric, do you take Seraphina to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish her through all seasons of life?"

"I do," Cedric answered.

"Seraphina, do you take Cedric to be your wedded husband, to support and stand by him, in times of joy and in times of sorrow?"

With a gentle smile, Seraphina replied, "I do."

Conrad's eyes twinkled with warmth. "By the power vested in me by nature itself, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may seal your vows with a kiss."

Seraphina's eyes never left Cedric's. "I choose you, now and always."

"And I you. For every season that comes."

They kissed. A gentle little kiss between not just mother and son, but wife and husband, Cedric leaned in, his forehead resting gently against hers.

"I love you, Mum."

"And I love you, Cedric." Seraphina said with a smile and proud, her eyes closing as she breathed in the crisp autumn air.

They savored the moment of peace, a moment of love.

"Thank you, Conrad," Cedric said.

"No need. Now that the war is over, we all have to find something to occupy ourselves with. I was glad to serve, my king. You are a wonderful couple, and you will have a beautiful family."

"Thank you," Seraphina said, blushing as she smiled.

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A cabin had been prepared just for them. They walked through the forest together, just a husband and his wife.

"How do you feel?" she asked, stroking his back as he gently caressed her belly, still in disbelief over her pregnancy.

"Me? A little better... The wounds cut too deep. "

"You shouldn't blame yourself for what happened. It was meant to be. I want us to live the life we deserve, without looking back. We deserve this love, dear. This night will be special, and I want you to think only about us. Do you promise? Let me heal your scars tonight."

Cedric nodded wearily.

"You said you needed five children?" she asked, licking her lips.

"Yes, and you said it would never happen."

"Maybe I've changed my mind." She smiled slyly as she opened the door to the large, decorated cabin. Inside, everything was arranged for the newlyweds, but Cedric's eyes went straight to the bed.

"Have you really changed your mind?" Cedric asked, swallowing nervously.

Seraphina picked up the glass of wine from the table and took a sip. Drops of wine lingered on her lips, and she gently licked them off, allowing other drops to fall onto her cleavage.

"Maybe. Five children might be a bit much, but if you really want it... I might allow you to make a couple," she took another sip, and at that moment, Cedric kissed her, sharing the taste of wine. The dry red mingled with the sweet saliva of his mother. He pushed her onto the bed, not wanting to waste another minute.

She bared her breasts, pulling her dress down a little lower, and Cedric removed his pants. Seraphina reached up, gently stroking his large shaft. She gently planted a kiss on his semi-hard cock.

"I can't believe I created such a massive and mighty cock. Do you want to hear something about your childhood again" She placed another kiss on his cock, taking several luscious long kisses from the tip, all the way to the root, and stroking his balls. Her eyes looked up at Cedric and he nodded.

"I always knew you would be big. As a child you always took every bath with me, we lay in the hot warm water in my chambers, we played in the water, we swam, we pampered ourselves. And you always grabbed my hair, my nose and my breasts. Then I noticed right away that your buddy was going to be very big, and your wife was going to be lucky. Indeed, I am very lucky wife."

She took his cock in her mouth and swallowed it all the way down. Cedric was overcome with amazing pleasure, her tongue tenderly massaging his dick.

"Ghhhh...And now my boy's cock made me pregnant." She gently pulled the skin on his cock. "And will do so many more times. Let Mommy take care of you."

She grabbHed his cock, lifted her wedding dress and guided it to her pinky peach. The first thing Cedric felt was the curly pubic hairs followed by the soft tender wet pussy from which he emerged. With loud smacking his cock slided inside her.

"Ohhhhhh, Mum..." Cedric twitched with pleasure.

"Do you like... ughhh... coming home?" Seraphina bit her lip, helping him penetrate his home deeper and deeper. "Akggh... It belongs to your new wife."

Cedric bent down and kissed her, running his hand around her lush brown hair. "No, it belongs to my mother."

He penetrated deeper and deeper, and there was no end to the wormhole. It was the place of the greatest pleasure in the entire world, and few were allowed to enjoy it. Perhaps he was the only one in history who dared to penetrate his mother. Her pink inner cogs tensed under the pressure of Seraphina's pelvic muscles, holding his cock back from further penetration, but he kept thrusting, reaching places no man ever reached. No one penetrated her as deeply as he did. No man ever penetrated his own mother like that.

She squeezed and unclenched her thighs several times, enjoying his presence within her.

"Do you like...being inside your mother again?" Her face flushed, warm hot breath was right at Cedric's ear. She could hardly believe what she was saying.

"I love it." They kissed. It was loud, smacking and harsh kiss, full of passion, saliva, and desire to copulate. No mother and son are supposed to kiss like that.

With a sharp jerk he withdrew and re-entered, pushing her deep into the bed, right onto the pillows. His pink and hot cock plowed into her with a wild animal rhythm. Seraphina's hands clawed at the back of his head as he relished her lips.

"Aghhhh... Cedric.... My baby boy... Fuck me... Fuck your wife.... Fuck your queen... Fuck your Mommy... Ughhhh."

Her hot curly pussy welcomed each of his libidous breeding thrusts. Cedric wrapped his strong hands around her tits, squeezing them and then kissing, taking first one nipple, then the other in his mouth.

"My breasts are for...my baby boy." Her jaw rattled with every stroke of Cedric's hips. "Aghhkkkk... yes... Breed your Mommy, baby. I want to feel your warmth inside me..."

Her breasts were covered in creases, her no longer young skin pulled down in wrinkles, around her nipples and on the sides, making her breasts only more beautiful.

"I want you to breed me like an animal. Please, baby. I want you deeper." She clutched his ass tightly and pulled him back into her, pressing his cock deeper.

The sound of body slapping against body was so loud, deafening and audible far beyond the cabin. He stared into her eyes, into the way her face twisted with pleasure after each insanely deep entrance. She couldn't hold back a crazy smile.

The emptiness that had been left in him after the Eclipse was filling with love and bliss. Cedric's hips shook violently as if in a frenzy, ready at any moment to release everything that had been building up inside him for so long for her. It was so damn hard to hold back.

"I can feel the... akgghhhh... tension in your balls. I'm sure you've saved a lot for your mother... You want to fill me so desperately... akgghhh.... You want to make your mother pregnant... Bad boy..."

"Gosh. Mum. You gonna make me crazy talking like this." He was barely breathing, overwhelmed with ecstasy and pain in his balls and stomach.

She pressed her head against his forehead. "I want to make you crazy."

His balls clenched from another penetration, it hurt and felt so good. He touched his lips to hers again, aiming to savor her at this very moment when she was saying all these insanely nice things. She started to lick him, unable to otherwise release the pleasure through her mouth.
"Remember... when you were little.. you pretended to be my knight...and saved me...and I pretended I didn't know...how to thank you and instead of a prize.... gave you fruits...from the orchard...but you never liked them. Akgghhhhhhhh...Now...this is your prize...for saving the world... I'm your pize."

"Yes... you're my prize, mother..." He could feel himself releasing little streams of pre-cum into her, preparing to release a real big stream soon. "You're a real goddess, Mum...a real...akgghhhh."

"I want to heal you, baby... And I will heal you... We'll do it whenever you want... akgghhhh." She tried to speak, but Cedric wasn't going to slow down to let her do it, his cock greedily penetrating deep inside his birthplace. His cock was shaking, all red with swollen veins, ready to explode at any moment. "Aghhhhhh... I'm cumming, Cedric."

She shuddered, pleasure coursing through her body like a lightning strike, and her arms went around Cedric's neck. "I want you to be happy, my little baby. I want to heal your wounds from the Cosmic Eclipse. Aghhhkkkk... Your birth is the best thing that ever happened to me, Cedric." She twitched and blushed even thicker, biting her lip to hold back those overwhelming feelings. Suddenly, she cried.

"I'm happy...Mum...because I'm with you. I'm happiest man alive." He kissed her lips, sharing the moment of orgasm with his mother. He was very close. Now they didn't have to count the time until the end of the world. They had all the time in the universe at their disposal. Time to create children and raise them. And time to love each other like for the first time.

"Ohhhhh... Mommy... I'm almost... So good, I love you so bad."

"Let it flow. Fill me! I want you to fill me today, tomorrow, and day after tomorrow. Every day. I want to see your happy face when you do this inside me..." She grabbed his balls, which tensed. "Breed me, my baby."

She grabbed his hair and he grabbed hers, his other hand cupping her breast, holding her nipple between his fingers. His groin and thigh muscles burned and roared with pain and fatigue and the desire to finally let it all out. The thrusts of his hips became uneven, irregular, crooked, but the thrusts continued and didn't stop for a second. He attacked her vagina, arching his cock out and into her as if he was going to drive the hole even deeper, tear it open.

"Oh god... Oh god... akggh.... Mum...." He stared into her eyes with a maddened look, the air from his lungs slowly being forced out by moans.

"This is our first time...as husband and wife...don't be stingy...Give mommy as much as you can...Come on, come on..."

"Oghhhhhhhhhhh, Mommy!"

He fell into that wormhole, feeling the tickle of curly pubic hair. Her peach seemed the most delicious and the most beautiful, worthy of everything he'd been through. He'd been through the end of the world and he deserved it. He deserved to cum inside her one more time, this unattainable woman, his own mother. It was as if time had slowed. He entered and instantly a huge, powerful stream jetted through his balls and shot inside.

"Akgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....." Cedric screamed, his cock was just inside and his balls were reddening on the outside. "Mommy...." He unloaded more and more shot inside her pussy. Heat washed over him from head to toe, his heels twitched, his neck stiffened, and his lungs emptied of air. He tasted blood, Seraphina's scent lingered on his lips, and flashes of light burst before his eyes.

"Oh yes...Cedric...my baby." Seraphina kissed his lips, sharing this moment with him. His pink tip continued to saturate her vagina hungry for his seed. Each shot into her cervix echoed with slight tingles in her belly. "Good boy..."

He saturated her, shot after shot, and suddenly continued to move his hips, penetrating again and again, his streams of hot semen were like lube.

"Muuuu...akgghhhh...Muuum.... Akgghhhh..." His brain was exploding with crazy fire, flashes of light, lightning and love. His legs were shaking and bouncing.

"Yes... This is perfect..." She squeezed his buttocks scratching them with her claws. Finally Cedric's hips stopped moving, yet still continuing to fill her with streams of hot cum. He went back in time for a few seconds, six months back, and couldn't believe this was really happening. That his mother was letting him do this. And that she was pregnant.

"You did good, honey..." she smiled, barely finding air in her lungs. They were both breathing heavily. Cedric collapsed next to her on the bed, leaving his birthplace and watching a thick white liquid ooze out from behind her pubic hair right onto the bed, which by the way, wasn't broken this time. "You make me proud of you." She wiped some of the liquid away with her dress so as not to stain the bedspread.

He languidly crawled over to her, kissing Seraphina on the lips. "Nothing will stand in our way now."

"I want more than five children, sweetheart... Are you up to the task? Will you give me many children?"

Cedric smiled. "I can handle it, mother" He was firm and ready again.

"Hold on, stallion. I'm thirsty."

They drank some wine, and returned to the bed. Cedric entered from behind, bringing her to her knees. "That doggy pose... I don't like it."

The smell of sweat and seed filled the cabin, the fire in the hearth creating a warm atmosphere. The slurping sounds followed each thrust, each penetration accompanied by the passage of his seed inside her. She was full, but he was going to fill her with more, and more, and more.

"Akgghhhh...I...akgghhhh... Muum!!!" He released more seed inside her, everything going dark before his eyes.

"I feel it...yes...yes...more...yes." She held on as Cedric collapsed on her back, unable to control his body any longer, his hands holding Seraphina's dangling tits, cupping her nipples. He kissed her shoulder.

"Do you need a... pause?" Seraphina looked down, drops of white liquid flowing out of her in big thick streams right onto the bed.

"You're going to beg me to let you rest." Cedric said, biting his mother's ear.

"I doubt that." Seraphina smiled.

Nothing could stop them this day, this night, and the next day, and even all the next night. White Vulture landed carefully by the window. It cautiously watched with one eye the lovemaking that was taking place in front of it. And perhaps if Vultures could smile - it would have smiled.

Eclipsian Dynasty Pt. 10

The end of M\S Fantasy. Queen and Prince start a new family.

CHAPTER 29. NEW DAWN

5 Months After the Cosmic Eclipse

From the hill, there was a view of the sea. The scent of saltwater and the warmth of the late morning by the shore filled the air. Cedric stood at the edge of the cliff, gazing out at the smooth expanse of the ocean.

"Phew, I think I overestimated my strength. That climb wasn't easy," Seraphina said, her large belly leading her as she took the last few steps up. Cedric offered her his hand.

"I told you it would be better for you to stay at the city," Cedric said, gently stroking her huge belly.

"I've already annoyed everyone with my mood swings, and they're always frying fish. The smell makes me feel sick, ugh... Gods, I've gotten so big. When you were finishing inside me so much, I didn't think it would affect the size of our baby--or me."

"You're still beautiful." He kissed her soft, sweet lips, the lips of his mother.

"Mmm... Actually, you were supposed to say, 'No, Mama, you're exaggerating. You're not that big, and you definitely don't look like a sea whale.' Do I still have to teach you these things?"

"Sorry."

Hand in hand, they walked along the cliff, descending toward the forest. The air was filled with the scent of fresh fruits, grass, leaves, and life.

They made their way back down toward the forests and the city. Banners bearing lion emblems fluttered from the walls and towers as they passed unnoticed through the streets.

"Conrad was right. Down here in the warm south is a good place to give birth and welcome our first baby." Cedric noticed how the smile faded from his mother's face, as it had every time he mentioned the birth over the last few months. He stopped and wrapped his hands around her belly, feeling the baby's foot press against his palm.

Seraphina stifled a pained groan.

"Are you scared? Are you afraid there will be complications like with me?"

Seraphina slowly nodded.

"Everything will be fine. I won't let anything bad happen to you. Besides, you have perfect childbearing hips--you'll have our first child easily."

Seraphina sighed in annoyance. "Mention my 'perfect childbearing hips' one more time and see what happens."

"Sorry, but it's true, Mum--you really do have perfect hips," Cedric whispered mischievously, only to receive a light smack on the shoulder.

"Enough. I'm starving; I've got to eat for two now," she said, rubbing her belly. She tugged on his hand, pulling him closer until her lips were at his ear. Her breath was warm, teasing. "And after I'm finished... I want to feed you, my sweet little boy."

"Feed me?" Cedric paused, confused. "You... You mean?"

"Milk," Seraphina confirmed with a playful smile. Cedric licked his lips.

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Seraphina sat at the long oak table, eagerly devouring her meal, her appetite fueled by the demands of her pregnant belly. Each bite was savored. At the head of the table, Cedric watched her.

"Looks like Solarion has come to terms with Gargantua holding the throne in the Red Castle," Conrad said, seated near Cedric. "They're torn--unsure whether to celebrate the end of the war or to grieve."

"They'll understand eventually. And Gargantua deserved to be their new Red King. What of Altaeri? Have you found any sign of it?"

"None," Conrad replied, shaking his head as he folded a letter. "The creature vanished, possibly after the Eclipse."

Cedric glanced at Seraphina, who was slowly swirling her goblet of wine. When she caught his gaze, she gave him a playful smile before returning to her meal.

"You still don't want to announce that the queen is your wife?" Conrad whispered.

"The less the kingdom knows, the better."

"But what about your legacy? Your child is the 20^th descendant-"

"There are no more Eclipsian descendants..." Cedric cut him off mid-sentence. "It's just me and my mother now."

"Even so, the throne should go to your son or daughter. How will your child ever become the ruler if you don't reveal the connection to your mother and the baby?"

Cedric slowly sipped his stew, staring at the candle flames. "Don't worry about that. I'll share the details later."

"As you say." Conrad bowed and left the table.

"What were you whispering about?" Seraphina leaned toward Cedric, her scent a blend of vegetables, wine, pepper, and roasted meat. She hiccupped, taking a sip of water.

"About you and the baby."

Seraphina rolled her eyes, her cheeks flushed from the wine. "Everyone keeps talking about me and baby. I've stopped worrying about it... ugh... It's kicking." She rubbed her belly painfully again. "You're 19 now, darling. It's time to act like a man and heed your mother's words. Ugh... I've eaten so much that my breasts ache." She touched her boob through the dress, and Cedric noticed a dark, damp spot forming around Seraphina's left nipple. "It's been so long since I was pregnant, that I almost forgot how... uncomfortable and awkward it is. I'm going to take a warm, hot bath, and then, darling..." She reached out and kissed him on the cheek. "I want you to help relieve the tension in my breasts and get rid of this milk for me."

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Cedric helped to throw off Mum's warm, milk-soaked dress. He raised the dress, exposing her body. Her pale belly jutted out and her tits were much bigger then before pregnancy.

She glanced at the tall mirror leaning against the wall, her reflection catching her eye. "Gods, look at what you've done to my body." Turning sideways, she examined her profile, running her hand over her belly, her fingers tracing the changes. "When I was your age I was quite tiny. Did you know that? Very thin and gorgeous."

"You're still the most gorgeous woman in the world," Cedric whispered as he hugged her from behind, resting his chin on mother's shoulder, his hands gently cradling her swollen belly. He could feel the heat emanating from Seraphina's body.

"I'm so lucky to have you." She kissed Cedric's hand, and carefully, not without his help, climbed into the warm tub. She smiled the whole time as Cedric tended to her body, applying water to the hard-to-reach places, and spreading the liquid.

She was silent, but there was far more meaning and significance in that silence and their smiling gazes than either of them could have expressed in any words. They shared an understanding that transcended speech. He cared for her now as deeply as she had once cared for him. She used to wash him in a tub when he was a newborn, and now he was doing the same for her.

After they finished, Cedric lifted his mother out of the water and laid her on the bed.

"Now, be a good son and free your mother's breasts from the milk."

Cedric sat up on the bed and brought his lips to her hard swollen nipple with droplets of white liquid. His nose twitched, catching a faint, sweet scent. He instinctively turned his head, his lips searching.

His mouth found the soft warmth of her breast, and he latched on. The first drop of milk touched his tongue--a taste unlike anything else. It was rich, and soothing, carrying a warmth that spread through his body. The world around Cedric slowed.

His mother's hand gently cradled his head. The connection was primal, unspoken, and timeless. The bond between them is as old as time, mother and son.

"Ughhh... baby... You are so thirsty. Keep sucking... baby... ughhh.... That's right..."

Seraphina closed her eyes, relishing the moments of intimacy with her son. Her mother's milk filled Cedric's mouth.

The room was so warm because of the steam coming from the bathtub and, candlelights burning. It smelled of wine, mint, milk, and water.

Cedric took her nipple away, squeezing both breasts and watching the milk drip off Mum's large straining breasts. She lay naked, pregnant, wet, completely at his disposal. It is too surreal to be true. What if it's just a dream?

"I'm still full, Cedric. What are you waiting for?" Seraphina gently smoothed the milk across her breasts and stomach. Her nipples remained taut, and she pulled him to her, pressing him against her boobs. Cedric had to take the nipple into his mouth again.

"Oooh yes... That's it... my baby. I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel that rush of butterflies in my belly again."

She tried to help him undress, but her movements were all a little sloppy. He undressed himself, and her hand immediately rushed to encircle his lust-hot cock. Finally, he slowly penetrated his mother. Her vagina was expanded, ready to give birth.

"Akgghhhhhh... Cedric!" Seraphina gasped, clutching her belly as if bracing against the pain. She surrendered to the moment, her body trembling as she tried to steady her breath. "Fuck me, please, baby. Fuck me."

And he did. He fucked her greedily, feeling the warm ridges of her vagina and clashing with Seraphina's cervix with each deep long powerful thrust against her thick thighs. Each thrust was accompanied by a lightning strike through her body, and Seraphina straddled her son's hips, pressing deeper and deeper with each hungry thrust.

"It's amazing... ughhhh.... Soooo goooddd!!! Aghhh... Careful..with... our baby..."

Cedric kissed her, pressing greedily. His kiss was harsh and even a little painful. She wanted to squeal in pain, but he didn't let her. The taste of hot milk was still on his lips and he shared it with his mother.

"Harder," she would whisper through kisses. "Harder!"

And he fucked her harder, harder and harder, pressing her back against the bed, squealing across the room. The sound of the smacks was thrilling. Cedric cupped her breasts, squeezing the milk from them with such vigor that Seraphina cried out in pain. The rumble of her scream echoed along the room and his mouth. He continued to squeeze, the wet slimy sweet liquid was between his fingers and on her tits. His tongue, melding with hers, moved toward her cheek. He savored the taste of Mum's salty skin and her little barely visible freckles.

"Akgghhhh... Yes!"

Cedric was clashing his cock against her tight cervix, his cock and balls quivering. He thrust in so hard and so fast, slamming his balls against her ass like he was about to be dragged away, like this was all going to end abruptly and he wanted to savor every penetration. He humped his mother like a wild animal.

Seraphina's wet neck and muscles straining, holding back moans, flashes of pleasure and pain coursed through the blood. Her son was proving to be a wonderful lover and husband.

"I'm about to... I'm almost." His pink head was ready to burst out. He sucked on her sweet milk, examining Seraphina's face. Her brown wet curls fell over her eyes, her face contorted with pleasure and hot girlish lust. They copulated like animals, their bodies touching with loud, sharp slaps, and not even her pregnancy could stop them.

Cedric traced the contours of Seraphina's face, absorbing every detail with a keen eye. He noted the curve of her nose, the arch of her bushy eyebrows, her plump lips and green deep eyes. Her high cheekbones and flowing hair captivated him. He wondered how much their child would resemble her--or him.

Her eyes opened with a knowing expression. Seraphina's orgasm subsided a little and she thought about something, it only lasted a couple seconds but Cedric guessed what she was thinking about.

She thought about the fact that she was impregnated by own son and that right now he was her husband, fucking her again. Brief flashes of realization and mild shock had raced through her mind since the wedding. But as time passed, those moments grew less frequent and their intensity faded.

"I...don't...care...akgghhh," Seraphina whispered, digging her nails into Cedric's head. "Not inside...our child should not be...part of this."

His body was engulfed in fire. Seraphina placed her palms on his cheeks, finally separating Cedric's head from her nipples. There was no more milk in her breasts, and all the contents were inside his stomach and mouth.

"You emptied me...Good boy... Ughhh... Do you like... Do you like fucking your Mommy?"

"I love it..." His face was red, hot, heartbeat's rapid, and breathing's heavy. "I can't wait to... ughhhhh... put more babies inside you, Mum..."

"You're so insatiable...I can't believe I raised such a hungry.... boy."

They shared an eager tender kiss as Cedric realized it was almost over.

"I can't wait to give you as many kids as you want..." she said, noticing the raggedness of his movement, and how his muscles clenched. She could see the pain etched across her son's face. "Let it flow."

"MUUUUUUMMMM!" His cock slipped out, and Cedric blasted hot cum directly onto her belly, her breasts, her neck. It burned him, fire filled his lungs, his whole body, his blood turned to thick ecstasy. "Akgghhhhhh, Muuum..." It was perfect. It was better than perfect. In those few moments, he had time to think that this was natural. That it couldn't be wrong.

Mother and son. There was something more hidden in this relationship, and only they had the courage to try and be in this cycle of fierce crazy pleasure and love. Their love was truly special.

"Yes... good boy." Seraphina was enjoying what was happening, grateful he listened and did it outside. Cedric trembled, aiming the jets at her face. He wanted to ruin her beauty, to stain her for some reason. Seraphina didn't move, not wanting to resist him, though she didn't like having the contents of his balls on her face.

And this was something new; he had never done this on her face. She licked her lips, licking up some of his cum.

"Mum..." He lay down for a second to take a breathe and suddenly fell asleep. Too tired and too empty.

He didn't wake up until late at night, feeling clean and refreshed. His mother was beside him, sleeping with her hand on his chest. She was only covered up to her pregnant belly, wearing a light white nightgown. Her face was clean, and she smelled like strawberries. A sweet sense of calm washed over him, feeling soft after an amazing lovemaking. Her boobs looked different, less tense but still just as large.

He kissed her plump lips and gently left the bed to not wake her up. There was a slight discomfort in his balls. It happened when he let out too much. And he let out too much every time he did it with his Mum.

Cedric stepped out onto the porch, enveloped by the warm night air filled with the soothing sound of crickets. The darkness was thick, with not a single star dotting the sky.

How drastically his life changed. It felt surreal that Seraphina had allowed all this to unfold, that she had entrusted him with the responsibility of being a father. She let him impregnate her.

It was impossible, but yet here he was, faced with the reality of it.

He lost track of time as dawn appeared on the horizon and someone's arms encircled his chest. He felt his mother's belly against his back.

"Why aren't you asleep, dear?" She covered him with the blanket she brought with her, which covered her naked body. Now they were both under the same warm blanket, her nipples touching his back.

"I wanted to think about us... About you and me, Mum... Does it bother you when I call you Mum?"

"Bother?" She bit his shoulder, leaving a teeth mark on his skin. "I'm your mother, why should it bother me? You wanted it, didn't you?"

She pulled the blanket away, it was warm, and held his face out toward the belly. "Look. Admire it. Your mother is pregnant. I'm pregnant with your child. And guess what?" She smirked. "Ever since I was young, I've dreamed of marrying the bravest and greatest ruler on this continent--no, in the entire world--and bearing an insane amount of children with him. I was stupid and thought it was Arik, but I now know that it's you. I'm certain every girl in the realm envies my position. I want to give you as many children as you want, but I guess the gist of your question. You are still a bit uncomfortable at the thought, right? I'm your mother." She hugged him, chest to chest, belly to belly, sharing the warmth of a hot maternal body.

"Men and women are created to make babies, to copulate and love each other. Please correct me if I'm mistaken, but you are a man, and I am a fertile woman. So what does the mere fact that you came out of me change? From the same place that my other children and yours, ours, will come from? The only difference is that I love you with a double love, as a mother and as a wife."

And she didn't give him a chance to say anything, starting a hot kiss right away. It was a confident kiss, its warmth coursing through their bodies.

It was a period, marking the eternity of their love and relationship.

Man and Woman. Mother and son. King and Queen. Cedric and Seraphina.

"Aaaahhh!" Her voice trembled.

"What? Is the baby moving again?"

"Yes, but... it's not like it usually does." She bent down, wrapping her arms around the stomach. "Aaaahhh..." The pain was relentless, and Seraphina nearly toppled over, crouching low. Cedric rushed to support her.

"Mum?"

"It's okay, it's okay... I... I think I know what it is. Get the healers right now."

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Cedric hadn't felt this anxious since the Eclipse. He stood there, gripping Seraphina's hand, his eyes darting anxiously out the windows. It was daytime. The moonlight wouldn't be able to help them.

"Oh gods, I think I remember now why I only had two children... I hate... this... Ackkkk..." Seraphina's grip tightened around his hand. "It's okay, Cedric... It's okay... Don't worry, dear." Seraphina lay in bed, her face flushed and damp with sweat, her breaths coming in short, sharp bursts

"You don't seem okay, Mum."

They both struggled to mask their anxiety, but their efforts were in vain.

"You were the most difficult child..." Seraphina rested her head on a large pillow, breathing heavily. "That's why I can give birth to this baby... without any problems..."

The labor felt endless. Childbirth was a chaotic thing to witness--too much blood, anguished moans, uncertainty, and excruciating pain.

Seraphina groaned, her body tensing with another wave of pain. "I can't... I can't do this..." she gasped. But the midwife was firm.

"You are stronger than you know, Your Majesty. Just one more push."

The room seemed to hold its breath. Sunlight filled the room; Cedric felt lightheaded from nervousness and lack of sleep. Seraphina bit down on her lip, summoning the last of her strength. Cedric squeezed her hand as she let out a final, guttural cry, her body arching as the pain peaked.

And then--silence.

The only sound was the crackling of the fire in the hearth, the flicker of shadows on the walls. Then, a new sound broke through the quiet--the high, thin wail of a newborn baby.

Cedric remained still, allowing the midwifes to do their work. He gazed out the window at the sunlight that bathed him and Seraphina... Was it a coincidence? Or did this light mean something?

"A girl."

"Girl?" Seraphina repeated with sweat dripping from her like she had just emerged from a hot spring. She collapsed back against the pillows, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to catch her breath. She looked so weak, exhausted, and thinner than the day before. Cedric brought her hand to his lips before turning to the child.

Nestled in a soft blanket lay a fragile body, its face a mottled reddish-purple, eyes peacefully closed. With a slow, reverent motion, Cedric cradled the tiny bundle in his arms.

"Aurora."

Seraphina's eyes met his, and despite the exhaustion, despite the pain, a smile bloomed on her lips. "Aurora."

Cedric noticed the greenish light in the girl's eyes. He kissed Seraphina's forehead gently, his heart full. "Aurora," he repeated, the moment settle over him. His family--his queen, his daughter--was finally complete.
Seraphina tugged at his hand, barely moving her lips. Cedric showed her their daughter, and when she stroked the girl's head, she brought her lips to Cedric's ear.

"Four more children to go..."

CHAPTER 30. NOTHING LASTS FOREVER

A few weeks after Aurora's birth.

Cedric was wandering through the forest. He held Aurora in his arms, showing her the landscape around them. Her green eyes gazed around in wonder at the world. She lay wrapped in warm clothing, so tiny, so innocent. A halo of fine white hair surrounded Aurora's head.

"I never thought I'd become a father so young, so soon."

"That's the only thing you can't believe after everything that's happened?" Conrad walked beside him, picking mushrooms and sometimes glancing at the girl in his arms.

"Yes, everything that happened seems insane, but for some reason, the birth of my daughter by my own mother feels the most extraordinary."

Conrad paused, gathering his thoughts for a long time as they walked, trying to find the right words. "She looks like..."

"Like Elowen," Cedric said, gazing at the baby's face. Aurora looked into the eyes of her father and at the same time her brother. "Yes, she does." He lifted the swaddled girl right in front of him. "You asked how I plan to present my descendant to the Empire. They don't need to know the truth about her mother--only that Aurora is my daughter. The wounds from the Eclipse are still fresh, Conrad. I am the king, but I don't want to be."

Conrad glared at Cedric, furious. "What do you mean you don't want to be king? After everything..."

"Listen to me," Cedric said calmly. "Once, I had a vision, or maybe it was a dream. It was of a girl on the throne of a new Empire. She was the 20th descendant. At that time, I didn't know that I was the 19th descendant and couldn't grasp the meaning of that vision. But now I know--the dream was about her." He looked at Aurora. "I have other plans for my life. Aurora is meant to be queen, just like her sister was. I want you to be Regent and rule until she turns 18."

"No, Cedric! You're asking me to be king in your place."

"No, I'm asking you to rule in my place. There's no one else I could ask. You were with me almost from the start. If Blunder was alive I'd ask him, but..."

"No," Conrad almost shouted, dropping the basket of mushrooms. The guards around them nervously glanced at the pair, then continued scanning the forest as they walked.

"You are old and wise enough to make decisions that I, as a young man, am not capable of making. You are loyal, you are a friend, and most importantly, you are a good person. That's exactly the kind of man needed to look after her and keep her from harm." Cedric looked at Aurora. "This is an order. Take care of my daughter, and the kingdom. You rule here, Gargantua rule Solarion. Don't forget the greater things we fought for and the cost we payed to save the world."

The guards reached for their weapons as a huge creature emerged from the trees ahead. It was a moose, white and glowing. It stepped forward, observing the scene.

Cedric turned, allowing his daughter to see the Forest Spirit, and bowed his head. Conrad, uneasy, did the same as his king. The moose carefully examined Cedric and Conrad, then disappeared into the woods just as suddenly as it had appeared.

"Cedric... I'm not ready for this," Conrad whispered.

Cedric involuntarily smiled. He brought his finger to Aurora's face, and she liked it. The girl gripped Cedric's finger with a playful smirk.

"No one ever is."

Conrad nervously looked around before kneeling.

"Take care of my daughter."

"I promise, my king."

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The rain poured down. They returned to the Capital for some time to show Aurora her homeplace. Cedric walked along the ruins, part of the castle had been rebuilt. With his hood up and cloak wrapped around him, he approached the cemetery, heading toward one specific grave. He knelt, placing a flower by the headstone with the name Elowen.

"Aurora would have liked you," he said, nervously fidgeting with his fingers. "And you would have liked her. She's a lot like you, you know. Your temper and... your need to mess around with me. She's so little, but already she's playing and... She's great. Never mind. I'm heading to the Library, and I don't know when I'll return to the Capital again. This place brings me too much pain, even after all those years we lived in the castle. All those memories."

Cedric adjusted his hood and stepped back, ready to leave, when he spotted a small, bright black flower growing from the grave--a Black Briar, the same kind Arik used to give Seraphina. Without hesitation, Cedric crushed it underfoot and headed back to the carriage.

Conrad stayed behind in the capital, sending them on their way. They traveled for a long time without stopping as the rain continued to fall.

"I never imagined traveling across the mainland could be so effortless and safe," Seraphina mused, gazing out the wagon window. Cradling the baby girl in her arms, she gently nursed her, feeling the rhythmic sway of the wagon beneath them. Cedric's eyes flicked between her and the infant, watching as the baby drank greedily from her breast.

Catching his lingering gaze, Seraphina smiled. "Don't be jealous," she teased. "She needs it more than you do."

"I'm not jealous, it's just... strange seeing you without belly. I kinda got used to it."

"Don't worry," she said with a small wince as Aurora bit down on her nipple. "I've got a husband who'll take care of that soon enough. You'll make me big and ugly again."

"Hey, don't say that. You are perfect when pregnant, Mum."

Seraphina leaned in and kissed her son tenderly. The wagon rumbled into the Valley, passing rows of freshly constructed buildings and burgeoning settlements, where life was beginning anew.

"Why are we here, Cedric?"

"Because I want to live here," he said. "I want to raise our child in the place where you were born. And I want to rebuild the Library, Mum."

"But... the throne?" Seraphina returned to her seat, cradling her daughter in her arms.

"The throne can wait."

And so began a new chapter in their lives.

Life now felt like a dream. The Valley was at their disposal; they lived under observation and took care of their daughter. They were busy organizing the construction of a new library, designing a new layout, and managing much more. The Valley had its own ecosystem, complete with farms and trade. It was their little world.

Sometimes, Seraphina allowed him to taste her milk breast, but that was it.

"Could she have changed her mind about having more children?" Cedric wondered. She never spoke about it, devoting all her time to Aurora.

One day, he woke up to find Seraphina gone. No one had seen her, and the valley was peaceful, too busy with chores. He searched for her for a long time before deciding to visit the place she always went.

Seraphina bathed in the spring, running her hands gliding over her damp skin on boobs. Her breasts ached, her tender nipples sore from the baby's relentless nursing. She ran her hand over her no longer sore cheeks, covered by her pubic hair.

She hummed something under her breath, feeling the warmth of the water. Her body relaxed, her muscles dissolving.

"Being a mother is so hard." The water settled, and Seraphina looked at her reflection. Her face, tired and no longer youthful, stared back from the calm spring. The woman's green eyes examined her closely. She simply looked at herself in the water, and for a few moments, she saw a young girl again looking back - 18-year-old girl full of hope, brimming with dreams of love, family, and the belief that she could be a perfect mother.

Seraphina trailed her fingers through the water, watching as the young girl on the other side smiled back at her. The smile slowly spread to her own lips. In that moment, her face transformed, and it was no longer the girl--just her own self gazing back from the rippling surface.

"Mum?" Cedric stepped out closer to the water, looking at his mother who was submerged up to her waist.

"Haven't I taught you that it's wrong to peek? And that you shouldn't do it?" She covered her nipples, then simply lowered in water to the neck.

"I'm sorry, but you left without saying a word."

"I just wanted to think a bit about the Library. For instance, how we will restore knowledge if the copies haven't been recovered. If we have to start from scratch, this effort will take a whole lifetime, Cedric."

Cedric laughed. "And I'm ready to share that whole lifetime with you, Mum. That's why I brought us here."

They looked at each other in the quiet of the forest, with understanding and love. A small tear slipped from her eye. She emerged from the water, rising to Cedric's level, and embraced him, pressing her wet, dripping body against his clothes.

Cedric, startled, placed his hands on her soft, pale, damp back. The warmth of her body seeped through the fabric, reaching him and enveloping him in her heat.

"Am I a good mother, Cedric? Am I a good wife?" She rested her head on his shoulder.

"The best one." Cedric kissed the top of her head, running his hands through her wet hair. Seraphina turned closer to his ear.

"I'm ready for another baby." She looked into his eyes to see his reaction. "I'm bleeding. Again. I'm ready."

He swallowed nervously.

"So you haven't changed your mind?" asked Cedric relieved.

"Me? Change my mind? I'm more ready than ever, baby. I promised you we'd have as many children as you wanted." She laughed and stopped him as Cedric was about to remove his pants. "Hush, stud. You've already penetrated me a couple times in the grass, and each one I've had severe back pain. Let's get back to the village."

"Yeah, you are right. Sorry, let's go. Khem." He said awkwardly as Seraphina began to change. However, when they returned to the settlement, they didn't rush to the bedroom as quickly as possible. Seraphina fed their daughter, and then got back to her tasks. The villagers and workers kept coming to her and Cedric with questions.

"Can't they solve their problems on their own?" Cedric asked nervously. "We have more important task to do, Mum!"

"Shh, don't be angry. Just keep an eye on Aurora. I'll be right back." She handed him the girl, and Cedric spent the entire day with her in the house. He fell asleep sitting by the fireplace and woke up when someone took the girl from his arms and kissed him on the forehead.

Seraphina was gently rocking Aurora in her arms. The baby yawned tiredly, looked at her mother's face with the same green eyes, and fell asleep.

"She's beautiful. You're a wonderful father, Cedric."

"What?" He rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Thank you? I guess."

"I just thought you should know it." She placed the baby in the crib. "I haven't been fully honest with you today. I think about having more children a lot, and sometimes I wonder if we should just stop on Aurora. It would just be the three of us, and we'd have a lovely family..."

She turned and Cedric grabbed her by the shoulders, lifting his mother up and sitting her on the bed.

"I knew you'd be like that... So eager and desperate to have more kids with me... Mmmmmmmmmm."

He kissed her so she would finally shut up. Next, things finally happened just the way he wanted them to. He ripped off all her clothes and was inside her as quickly as possible, letting her pussy engulf his cock. That first amazing thrust, that first entrance, sent an earthquake through his body. She was tight again, like before the pregnancy.

"Akgghhhhhhhh, ughhhhh... Mommy." He fucked her, kissing her breasts, her nipples, her belly, enjoying her body. He penetrated her greedily, feeling the two cheeks greedily wrapping around his cock and trying to stop it from going any further, eventually swallowing it all the way in. His pink tip rested precisely against her cervix. The legs of the bed creaked rumblingly begging for mercy, but Cedric did not spare his mother. Nothing could stop him from giving her another child.

"Akgghhhh... akgghhhh... harder. Give me another child, one more... One more... One more! Please! Give me a son this time." She hugged his back, pressing his head against her lips, then against her nipples full of milk.

"Akgghhhh!!!" Cedric penetrated her greedily, this raw moment of conceiving a second child was pure perfection.

"You want it so bad, don't you?" She watched his empty crystal stare full of lust and the urge to fill her. "Such a naughty son. Fill your Mum. I want it, I want it so so bad!" Seraphina's toes curled, her boobs and ass jiggled.

The whole night was at their disposal. He humped her, time dragged on for hours, he tried as hard as he could to make this moment and this night as long as possible. They changed positions a few times, Cedric was behind her, underneath her, but at the crucial moment he always climbed on top of her between her legs so that his stream entered her womb perfectly. They fucked like dirty animals,

"What takes you... so long." Her climax eased little by little. "Don't you want to fill me? My hips already hurt...everything hurts...I won't be able to work and walk for sure tomorrow...akgghhhhhh...."

"Yes, yes, yes... akgghhhhhhhhhh..." His balls were aching from enormous pain. "I want do this all the time... all the time....UGHHHHHHHHH." His brain was melting. Fucking her ovulating pussy was pure and utter perfection.

"What makes you think you...we can't do it all the time, baby?" She smiled and kissed his lips. Cedric couldn't stop, couldn't stop greedily penetrating her hot pussy.

He increased the activity of his hips, his muscles, preparing to saturate her with fluid. "Ohhhh... MOMMY." He humped her with clear desire to breed.

She finally noticed the signs of the approaching avalanche on his face. Seraphina squeezed her aching thighs that would meet his wave. She didn't even want to think how much he had got in for her, specifically for this time to conceive a second child.

"You want to breed your Mommy so bad. Go on, baby. Give it to me! I want to feel the heat of your seed inside my body!"

Cedric moaned like a wounded animal, he took his hands off her red breasts and straddled her big thick buttocks, holding her ass under him so that every stroke and penetration was exactly inside her womb. Each stroke precisely inside all the way in, each time ready to shoot out.

"Go on, go on. You seed belongs inside me, only inside me. Please, please. Make me big and pregnant again!" Seraphina gently squeezed his balls, so hard and tense, ready to inseminate a woman. Her womb was ready, too. Ready to devour his seed.

"I'm tired, Cedric..." She looked at him like a misbehaving child. "Just impregnate me!"

"Mommy... Ughhhhh.... Take my...baby... Aghhhhh... aghhhhhhh.....Mum, mum... Ughh... Fuck.... UGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" His hips jerked, his whole face flushed, the air in his lungs rasped, and he confidently entered her all the way in, hitting the pink tip right against her cervix.

"Give it to me."

Cedric, using the remaining strength in his muscles, let out all he had in him, releasing clots of hot semen directly into womb. "Ughhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Cumming inside his mother was like dying and then coming to life all over again."Akghhhhh....fuuuuckkk....ghhh..."

"Yes, yes, yes." She pressed his forehead to hers, guiding her breasts into his mouth.

Loving this woman meant making a union with love itself and feeling the impossible. He could literally feel his balls emptying, transported through the passages into her red hot ready-to-receive womb. It was beyond perfection.

His brain melted like ice in the sun; everything inside burned with a bright fire. His blood turned to a hot liquid, his hips and legs shook wildly with each released stream of semen. To conceive a child was the best feeling in the whole world. Especially doing it with his mother. Soon his cum completely filled her ovulating pussy and womb.

"I can't believe how much stamina you have... That's just insane..."

He continued to fill her as she lay recovering, throwing her arms over her head. He unloaded more and more like he was about to die. And by the feel of it, he felt like he was about to die.

"Cedric?" She kissed him on the mouth, drawing in a breath. She thought he wasn't breathing, and perhaps he indeed wasn't. He returned the kiss, and she realized he was okay.

"Are you happy?" she asked, her lips glowing from his saliva.

"I will be... It was only the first load of this night..."

"First?"

He nodded. "I won't stop until I know for sure you're pregnant again."

The surprise on Seraphina's face was replaced with a grin. She began to laugh as Cedric started bucking against her hips again, ready to fill her again.

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Those days and weeks when they were trying to conceive another child were the best of his life. During the day and morning, they worked and took care of Aurora, and in the evening, they rested, sharing the warmth of their bodies and sometimes making love until dawn.

Before long, Seraphina's belly began to grow again, and she was surprised at how quickly it happened. She was expecting another baby just after giving birth.

Cedric decided it was time to live a happy life.

One evening, while thinking of names for the new baby, he entered the cabin, expecting to finally get a good night's sleep and rest, only to witness... it.

Above the baby's crib, where Aurora was sleeping, a black shadow hovered. He recognized the silhouette. Altaeri.

"I made a promise," a raspy voice hissed. "And now I've come to keep it." From the shadows, a black hand reached toward the sleeping girl.

Cedric clenched his fist, his nails digging into his skin. Sweat gathered on his forehead. He had let his guard down and forgot about the looming danger. He sat in a chair and looked to the window. He took a sip of wine and watched his mother with her pregnant belly clumsily working in the field outside.

"Her name is Aurora," said Cedric.

Altaeri did not react, and Cedric took another sip of wine.

"I know what happened to your race and what humans did. What the Gods and my ancestors did. Did Alaric ask the name of the last Altaeri he executed? You promised to hurt my loved ones when the Eclipse is over, but my sister is already gone. You were there that day, weren't you? A dark shadow that left my father's body. You are a spirit. You are all alone in this new, alien world. You seek revenge for what happened, but why should an innocent little girl have to die? I don't know why I'm talking to you. Maybe I should just let you kill her, then rush in with my sword and destroy you. Maybe that's what Arik would do. You might be a monster, but maybe you're not. I think you're just a lost soul--alone and angry."

Cedric drained his glass, allowing the alcohol to give him a little more confidence. What would happen next would change his life forever. Through the darkness, he noticed that the creature looked much weaker. It was missing the right arm. Cedric cut it that day in the Red Castle. And the Altaeri was a little shorter than when they first met.

"The path you have chosen will only lead to your extinction. A final one. We could coexist. I want to change things. You come from an ancient civilization--help me restore its knowledge. Tell me about your world."

Cedric extended his hand.

"Whatever happened to you and your race shouldn't be in vain."

But the Altaeri didn't move, its red gaze radiating a desire to destroy, anger, and uncertainty. It ran a claw along the girl's cheek. Cedric swallowed nervously.

"Cedric? Ughh... Where are you? I think I twisted my ankle." Seraphina appeared in the doorway, limping. Her boobs nearly spilled out from the loose dress, and she had a band around her head to soak up the sweat.
Cedric turned and took a step toward Seraphina, but when he looked back - the creature vanished. Aurora continued to sleep peacefully.

"What are you doing?" She asked. He looked worried, as if she were in labor again. "Hey, breathe. Is something wrong?"

She hobbled to the bed, picking up Aurora and sitting down in a chair. She pulled her breast out of the loose dress and shoved the nipple into the girl's mouth.

"What's that strange smell?"

"Probably just a campfire."

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The construction of the new Library was well underway, and the building was almost complete. Cedric was in his twenties when his and Seraphina's second daughter, named Rose, was born. Time went by so swiftly fast. A month after giving birth to Rose, he was back inside trying to conceive another child.

"I want to give you a son this time... Give me... akgghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! A son!!!!" Seraphina shouted.

He was slamming furiously into her.

"I only exist to give birth to your kids, baby..."

"I know you love it so much being filled. Ughhhhh..." He penetrated her rabidly as she grunted, her tight pussy ready for another load.

"I'm fully yours... I'm yours... baby... Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"Aghhh, Mum... Best...pussy.... Ever."

"Yes... because it is the pussy that gave birth to you..."

Cedric couldn't hold back any longer, he rested his head on her breasts and grabbed her hips sharply, with a bestial growl entering her and releasing the entire contents of his balls inside his mother.

"Oghhhhh... I feel it. Every load inside me."

"Mommy..." His lungs were on fire, he let out more and more into her ready to inseminate his own mommy's womb. That's too good to be true. Cumming inside own Mum is so good. "I love you, Mum."

"I love you to, my baby."

They both drowned in this moment, his cock sinking into her pussy. They both knew it was only the beginning of the night. While feeling new streams of cum inside, Seraphina thought about how with a third pregnancy the people in the Valley would look at her with a smirk. They all knew, but surprisingly no one condemned it. So this fact only strengthened her conviction that there was nothing wrong with their love. True love between a mother and son.

Her pussy was greedily devouring everything that his balls she had created 20 years ago in this very womb injected into her. It was a little funny to think of it that way, so she smiled.

"I see you're happy," said Cedric as the torrents of ecstasy settled in his brain. He shook his cock, releasing whatever left was inside her.

"I am happy. I am the happiest mother in the world."

"And I'm the happiest son in the world."

They kissed, continued the night, one of many they had and had yet to live through.

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Seraphina was sleeping, lying on her side, covered by a warm blanket. She was having pleasant dreams, and she was probably dreaming about Cedric again. But Cedric was awake, lying next to her. He was exhausted and tiredly watched the dawn.

"Our new library needs new knowledge." Cedric changed his clothes and checked on his two little girls before stepping outside, taking Moon Sword with him.

Life was perfect.

It was cool, so he dressed warmly and wandered through the streets and forests. He took a long walk just enjoying the moment. Enjoying his life. He lifted his head, watching the sun, trying to look at the bright light.

He plunged the Moon Sword into the ground, feeling the dark shadow enveloping his body and slowly sinking inward.

"Show me what you know."

THE END