Book 3: Chapter 11

I desperately race out into the streets of Riun. As I had predicted there is still much debauchery going on. Men and women are canoodling in just about every corner of every alley. I search desperately with my magic, my vision whirling until I'm dizzy. Where did I put that stupid inn again? I’d rip it apart. I’d murder every single bastard in that inn.

Perhaps, if I was thinking rationally, I would have found her far more quickly, but at that moment, the only thing I can imagine is my poor, diluted, innocent Ariel being tricked and ravaged by a group of disgusting men! I should have put all of the women in collars! Ariel is the worst of the offenders. I love her dearly but she has no limits or restraints. With me, she is completely uninhibited.

Add alcohol, and she might be spreading her legs open for every guy in town. I had turned her into the perfect sex toy, and just like all those dolls I had made, the second she gets the opportunity she’ll likely go down on an army of goblins. Why had I been so stupid?

Ah, I locked on! I dreaded the sight as the magic allowed me to peak in on her, fearing the absolute worst! Ariel was standing there… on a table… singing a song? Her clothing is still on, she is just standing on the table dancing and singing with the crowds. I tune into the music.

“I’ve got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty. I’ve got whozits and whatzits…”

I immediately mute out the song before I get sued by the only bigger D than my own. Besides, her gadgets and gizmos are not approved for all audiences. Instead, I notice that as soon as she finishes her drink, there is a shady-looking guy immediately handing her another which she starts drinking with fervor.

I listen in on his conversation with the bartender spoken in whispers out of Ariel’s earshot. “Hey, how many of these she already drinking?”

“Fifteen down. You did put the stuff in it, right?”

“Of course! She’s had enough to kill a horse. When is this bitch going to pass out?”

“I don’t know, man. Give her a triple. If it don’t work we’ll hold her down instead.”

“Hey, man, we said we’d charge 5 gold for five minutes. The guys ain’t gonna pay if she’s kicking and screaming.”

The burning hot rage starts boiling inside of me. They are going to do what? These fucking bastards. I would have already burned Riun to the ground if I did not know these were part of the noncitizen groups. They weren’t even part of the non-reputable thief’s guild I wiped out. They were the con artists considered too sleazy for even them.

There is cheering and applause as Ariel gets down from the table and curtsies to all the men. Her face is completely red, yet she is showing no sign of slowing down.

“Hey, misses,” The nasty bartender calls out. “Ain’t you getting a little tired?”

“Huh? I’m good! I’ve got stamina!”

“Oh, Lorde.” I mutter.

“Here, on the house.” He winks, sliding her another drink.

She takes and immediately downed the whole drink in a very un-princess-like matter. “Thanks!”

She gives the man a smile he doesn’t deserve. The bartender and the other men look at each other and shake their heads.

“Actually, misses, I’m heading up soon. Why don’t you join me? I have a present in my bedroom I’d like to give you.”

“Really!” Ariel’s eyes widen excitedly, “A present, what is it?”

“Ahaha,” The guy chuckles. “You’ll have to come up with me to see. Let’s go.”

He takes a step forward, holding his hand out to her. She looks at it considering for a second, but then she shakes her head innocently.

“Actually, I better not. Hero probably won’t like it.”

“Ah, well, hero ain’t here, is he?”

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“Sorry! But thanks though!”

The man seems to reach the end of his patience. “Alright, that’s enough. I tried to make this easy. Come here, bitch. We’re going to take this party up top.”

He reaches forward and pulls the unsuspecting Ariel towards him, his hand landing on her ass and squeezing, attempting to use his body to intimidate and force the sweet unsuspecting Ariel to submit by being imposing.

My vision turns white as hot burning rage sears through my soul. I’ve seen enough.