26 Melissas's declaration of war

Time flew by, and before you knew it, evening broke.

Every muscle in Liz's body was tense.

It was hard to tell if it was nervousness or excitement.

"No matter what happens, do not let go of my hand." Whispered Ares with a serious tone.

His grip on Liz's hand became tighter.

So tight that even super glue cannot keep up.

Although Liz still had a queasy feeling of Ares public display of affection, she knew that he was right under these circumstances.

That's why she did not defy him.

"I will not." Liz sheepishly assured.

A mild smile played around the corner of Ares' mouth.

A smile she had never seen before.

The smiles she got from Ares were smug, stupid and amused.

But a smile that expressed tenderness that she had never received from him before.

Liz almost asked Ares that she would like to see his smile again, because she could get used to such a smile with pleasure.

However, now was not the time for such childish desires.

The fact that Ares' men were secretly watching and eavesdropping them did not make it any better.

It is not like that she had anything to hide from them or she planned something with Ares's female version that was not meant for their eyes and ears.

Once again Liz took a look at Ares.

Liz could not get enough of his feminine version. He respectively she was really an apple of eye.

Her gaze lingered on her cherry red lips.

'If I press my lips against hers, would it feel softly?' Liz wondered inwardly.

'Fuck. What am I thinking?! That he suddenly turned into a girl just irritates me. That must be the reason of my weird behaviour.' Liz convinced herself and nodded profusely.

'But another look can not hurt.' her inner voice encouraged her.

This time Liz looked up at his/her eyes.

They looked very tired and a little scared.

'What is he afraid of?' Liz wondered convulsively.

Her brain was working full blast.

In the end, however, she came up with no solution.

Ares had everything under his control so there was basically nothing to fear.

So what can scare the heir of the zombie kingdom?

That was a mystery to Liz.

Liz did not notice that Ares' grip became tighter when two male voices were heard in front of them.

Judging by the handcuffs they were holding and the conspiratorial glances they cast at each other, they were hardly here to lead the poor lost two girls out of the dark alley.

The question in the room was whether they really are slave traders or other criminals.

If not it would be a pity but on the other hand Liz would have two new punchbags.

It had been a while since she had given someone a good beating and it would not hurt to let off some steam.

"Indeed, Thorsten. If you two don't make a fuss then we won't defile you for the time being." said the thinner one while licking his lower lip.

'Pff.. if it was not for the sake of the plan then I could force you to cut both of your dicks off and then make you eat them.' Liz thought incisively.

The men stepped closer and Liz elbowed Ares as a signal for the beginning of their play.

"No masters, we humbly surrender to you but we hope that I and my beloved will not be separated." Pleaded Ares female version with a trembling voice and tear-filled eyes.

Liz humbly sank her head.

"Oh, lesbians then. We could definitely use that as a sales strategy." Jeff suggested.

"Now, you sweethearts, we're gonna blindfold your eyes and hands so come to Papa." Thorsten declared with a lustful look.

"Masters we want our hands to be tied together." Liz said in a sugar sweet voice.

The thick man scratched himself indecisively on his bald head and looked for advice from his colleagues who only shrugged his shoulders.

"Fine." the thick one grumbled.

As soon as the restraints were put on, Liz felt a hand trying to grope her.

"What are you doing? We don't have time for this, the master is impatient enough as it is." shouted the skinny one to the thick one.

"I just wanted to check the goods." mumbled Thorsten wronged.

'Master? He must be the mastermind of the slave trade.' Liz concluded.

"Put them both under anesthesia." ordered the skinny one.

In the next moment Liz felt a handkerchief pressed against her nose.

She suddenly felt so sleepy and her hand gripped the warm hand of his tighter.

"Don't let go of my hand." Is what she can remember before her eyelids close and she loses consciousness.

It was cold and dark so much was certain when Liz tried to wake up.

But in the darkness there was a warm light, which ensured that she did not freeze.

Liz convulsively tried to open her eyelashes.

She was in a dark and cold cell.

The light that protected her from the cold she could now examine.

It was Ares' female version that nestled up against her body to keep her warm.

He/she was shivering.

'He did not let go of my hand until the end and I did not let go of his.'

A warm feeling flowed through Liz's body for a brief moment, which was then exchanged with bitterness.

'This is all for show so his expressions of affection.' Liz convinced herself.

Liz was brought back into the here and now when the cell door was brutally ripped open and more unknown faces entered the cell.

"Take them both away." commanded a man.

Because of the noise, Sleeping Beauty Ares was awakened from his beauty sleep.

Roughly, Liz and Ares were taken away.

"Hold on." said the man with a commanding overtone.

"These two are unlikely at all to need the necklace and the ring." the man expressed himself with an eager look.

'A ring?'

Liz stared at Ares' palm and indeed he was wearing a ring.

His ring was decorated with an emerald green gemstone.

'How could I have missed this?'

The men approached Liz to confiscate her necklace.

"Fuck off." Liz warned in a threatening voice.

Unbelievably, the topic for the men was then really ticked off.

Neither she nor Ares lost their jewelry to them.

Bright light greeted Liz and Ares as they entered the auction hall.

As expected, they had a large onlooker audience.

The majority were old noble gentlemen who gaped at Liz and the other potential slaved with lust.

'This scene seems so familiar.' Liz thought to herself.

Her brain was rattling to sort out this scene.

It was her dream and next the hall would be filled with screams.

Back to reality, Liz realised that Ares would be auctioned off next.

The auctioneer was about to tear the clothes of Ares body to sell him/her better.

'If anyone can his clothes off, it's me. Fuck, when will these incompetent men appear?' Liz cursed inwardly.

As if on cue, the light suddenly faded, Ares' men rushed in and screams filled the hall.

It had been one week since the incident.

All those present at the auction were arrested, the slaves freed.

Ares men were able to squeeze information from the auctioneers about the female slaves already sold.

In return Ares promised them that they would suffer a not too painful death.

Ares presented his supplementary program at the congress.

It contains that if anyone has any clues of the female slaves who were already sold or if anyone ever observes slave trading again, they should report it immediately.

On the one hand they will be rewarded an on the other hand they will be protected.

So that their family cannot be threatened by the slave traders.

Word of this has spread throughout the Empire.

The image of the snobby princess Eleanor improved.

Not that Liz really cared, she did not mind.

What matters to her is that Tommy's family is safe now and who knows, maybe they soon will hear good news about Tommy��s mother.

…

In the kingdom Demonia

"That bitchy princess Eleanor, how can she be so lucky?!"

The girl with purple hair and onyx brown eyes was seething with anger.

"She has everything that was meant for me!" she fumed in anger.

"Calm down Melissa. Ares only has eyes for you. He plays with her. It is part of our plan, did you already forget? After all I know my child better than anyone else." queen Clarissa tried to pacify Melissa's anger.

"But …" Melissa started.

"No buts. When the time is right, you will be his bride." the queen assured.

A triumphant smile appeared on both faces.

'Princess Eleanor, you dared to take my Ares away from me. For that I will make sure that you will burn in hell.' Melissa thought maliciously.