DRAGONLANCE

The Serpent In The Garden

by PJ

 

Two black-shafted arrows hissed through the light evening rain shower. The Queen's Guard on duty stiffened when the arrows struck, one ebony shaft piercing an elfess just beneath her left breast, the second impaling its target in the belly. The poison applied to both missiles paralyzed muscle and sinew, constricting frantic throats that tried to cry out an alarm. Swift elf warriors garbed in black and silver tabards cut through the rain shower to catch the boneless guards before they slumped to the ground, more Senate Guard gathered at the arched door of the Elf Queen's manor, forcing the latch and spilling into the monarch's home.

Servants and Queen's Guard caught in the narrow hallways were swiftly and efficiently dispatched. The Senate Guard moved silently, like black-coated wraiths, due to their magical boots that absorbed all sound made by the invading soldiers. The outer rooms of the manor were secured, two warriors guarding the open front door made way for a tall, lean elf with glittering jade hair and ivory-pale skin. The elf was dressed in a senator's rich robes, belted with green silk. The senator wore no weapon as he passed through the entry hall, but his dark green eyes sent shivers of fear through his own troops as he followed his men into the manor's heart.

The senator found Laurana in her dining chamber, sitting stiffly at the head of the long table, surrounded by sword-wielding Senate Guard. The senator bowed mockingly to the tight-lipped elf queen, then took the high-backed chair at the foot of the table facing the sharp-eyed elfess.

"What is the meaning of this, Syrus?" demanded Laurana, her breasts tight against the sleek fabric of her white silk gown, a narrow slit cut down the front of her dress to tantalize a viewer with her creamy, alabaster cleavage and her taut, milk-white stomach.

"I believe my actions are self-evident, Laurana," smiled the green-maned senator, pouring himself a fluted glass of sweet wine. "I'm seizing the throne of Qualinesti for myself."

"You've slaughtered innocent people for nothing, Syrus! The Senate will never accept you as king, let alone the citizens of Qualinost!"

"You've paved the road for me already, my dear," sneered Syrus before he sipped from his glass. "Many of your subjects already consider you quite mad, enslaved to the Dragon Orb as you were, fornicating with that Silvanesti bitch queen, holding orgies for your supporters in the Senate within the very confines of The Grove, you do not enjoy as much support as you think you do."

Laurana clenched her hands upon the armrests of her chair, Syrus grinned widely, enjoying the sight of the elf queen's frustration and impotence. The lounging senator caught the eye of the Senate Guard captain.

"Captain, take the former queen to her bedchamber and hold her there."

"Aye, sir!" nodded the officer, motioning for two of his men to take Laurana's slim arms and escort her to the queen's bedchamber.

Syrus took a long drink from his glass and narrowed his jade eyes. He could not feel the Dragon Orb in the house. Sighing to himself, the senator drained the last of his sweet wine, set the glass down, and rose to search the manor himself.

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The senator found Laurana staring out one of the oval windows of her bedchamber when he entered. She stood leaning against the window frame, slender, ivory arms crossed beneath her lovely breasts as she watched the rain fall, the shower now a heavy downpour, lightning flashing briefly in the night.

Syrus glanced at the two Senate Guards flanking the bedchamber door. "Remain on guard outside."

The hooded soldiers nodded and left through the open door, closing it behind them. Laurana regarded the senator from across the wide room, her almond eyes barely concealing her fury. "What are you planning to do with me?"

"I don't plan to kill you, Laurana. I've waited long for my revenge, and I will take my full measure from you before I grant you the release of death."

Laurana straightened when she saw Syrus..changing before her. Glittering green scales emerged from the green-haired senator's skin, his eyes blackened, crimson irises snapped open.

"Where did you hide my Orb, bitch?" hissed Cyan Bloodbane, silver claws sliding free from his fingertips.

Laurana pressed herself against the bedroom wall, chest heaving, an icy claw clutching her pounding heart.

Cyan seemed to float across the bedchamber to Laurana, he slashed down with his right claw, opening the elf queen's white gown, the sundered garment slipping from Laurana's trembling shoulders.

Cyan thrust his scaled, elven face into Laurana's, he dragged his razor-sharp claws over the elfess's left breast, leaving thin, scarlet trails across Laurana's soft flesh.

"Where is it?"

"Alhana has it! She took it back to Silvanesti!" gasped Laurana, perspiration beading down her face, her eyes wide, her mouth quivering.

Cyan's serpentine eyes closed to slits, he hissed softly at Laurana, extending a long, forked tongue, caressing the elfess's warm cheek, her trembling lower lip. Cyan's scaled hands snapped out, he snatched Laurana's wrists, pinned them above her head. The dragon in elf form nuzzled Laurana's throat, flicked his tongue across her shuddering breasts, tasted her hot flesh, her sweet, dark brown nipples, the blood trickling from her scratched skin.

"Sargonnas is not here to protect you, Laurana," purred Cyan, squeezing the naked elf queen's small wrists, his cold lips brushing over Laurana's. "You're all mine now, little elf bitch."

Cyan growled and threw Laurana onto her large bed. Snatching the slender, golden cord that had belted Laurana's waist, Cyan wrapped the gold chain around Laurana's wrists, binding them together behind her. Freeing himself from his long robes, Cyan straddled Laurana's thighs, he fondled the elfess's little, rounded buttocks, scratched her warm cheeks with his glittering nails. Laurana moaned into the feather mattress, she knew it was futile to struggle against a dragon, especially Cyan, so she lay submissively beneath her naked, snake-scaled attacker as he slid his claws up her bare back, drawing scarlet lines along her spine.

Cyan reached out and grabbed a handful of Laurana's long, golden hair, he yanked her head back and covered her open mouth with his frigid lips, devouring the elfess, stealing her sweet breath. Cyan released Laurana's gasping mouth and licked her flushed cheeks, leaving saliva to drip down her beautiful face.

The dragon-elf pressed his right palm between Laurana's shoulder blades and pushed her down onto the soft mattress. Cyan ran his long, wriggling tongue down the nude elf queen's spine, the forked tip snaking from right to left to lick the droplets of blood gleaming from Laurana's scratch wounds. Cyan held his scaled face above Laurana's scratched buttocks, he licked her warm mounds, Laurana moaned softly and closed her eyes, feeling the dragon's tongue stroking her trembling ass.

Laurana's eyes snapped open and a ragged cry escaped her lips when Cyan delved into her pussy, long serpentine tongue writhing inside her damp cunt, slithering deeper into her vagina. Cyan massaged Laurana's tight buttocks while he tongued the bound elfess, sighing with pleasure while he savored the elf queen's warm, moist sex. Laurana bit her lower lip hard, her eyes clenched shut again, her naked body bucking gently as Cyan nuzzled his mouth between her quivering, scratched cheeks, sucking wetly upon her hot pussy, fangs raking softly across her wet labia petals while his elongated tongue wriggled in her tightening cunt, dripping with saliva and vaginal honey.

Rising from Laurana's soaked crotch, Cyan placed his clawed hands over the panting elfess's shapely hips and speared her with his erection. Laurana whimpered, tears spilled from her closed eyes even as her naked body rocked violently upon her disheveled bed, the slap of Cyan's crotch against her ass reverberating through the dark bedchamber as lightning flashed and thunder shook the manor. Cyan seized Laurana's hair once more, he tugged on her golden mane as he rode her, driving his cock painfully into the elfess's small pussy, Cyan's left claw cupping Laurana's shuddering left breast, nails driving into her flesh, claws wet with fresh, hot blood.

Cyan crushed Laurana to the creaking bed with his weight, much more than an elf's. Laurana couldn't breathe beneath Cyan, the feather mattress molded itself around the naked elfess as the dragon-elf stabbed between her outspread legs faster and faster, the bedframe groaning in protest, threatening to break at any moment as Cyan shoved deep into Laurana's small belly, claws scratching and milking her shivering tits, slithering tongue wrapping around the weeping elfess's throat, constricting like a garrote.

Laurana pressed her tear-streaked face to the mattress and groaned when Cyan climaxed inside her, hot seed spilling down her open thighs and clinging to her gold-furred snatch. Cyan's slimy tongue released Laurana's slender throat, he rolled the gasping elfess onto her back, her scarred, milk-white breasts pumped like frantic bellows.

Cyan's face elongated into a green-scaled muzzle, his jade hair receded, then completely disappeared, arched horns sprouted from the transforming elf's scalp. Grinning with awful, reptilian fangs, Cyan drew back his right arm, his silver, blood-stained claws extended further, angled for Laurana's heaving chest.

"Now you die, elf bitch!"

The bedroom window exploded in a glittering shower of glass. Cyan looked up with an outraged snarl, then he was swept off the bed in a swirl of black, an abrupt roar escaping from his muzzle.

Laurana sat up in bed, her wrists throbbing painfully behind her back as she watched the new intruder struggle with Cyan. There was a flash of green fire, then an expanding ball of flame that hurled Cyan deeper into the manor, walls shattering like egg shells with hungry green flames licking the jagged edges of Cyan's new exit. Laurana sobbed softly, her heart froze when the black-cloaked intruder turned to regard the naked elfess with burning, crimson eyes.

"Soth," whispered Laurana, blood turning to ice in her veins.

"Laurana," hissed the death knight, red orbs piercing the terrifed elfess for a moment that lasted an eternity before he returned his attention to the roaring dragon coming to its feet within the manor.

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