Chosen Bride of the Seven Dark Princes

The twin Princes of Erenveil, Jason and Jared, made their way through the warship, striding with purpose and attracting attention from everyone around them. It wasn't just because they looked serious and seemed to be in a hurry to get wherever they were going.

It was more because they were so stylish! They looked like tall muscular male models, displaying their own lines of fashion on the catwalk of a fashion media event.

Their dark green hair drifted loose in soft shimmering waves framing their identical handsome regal faces. Their matching dark green outfits sported gold sashes splayed across their torso like some war heroes. Their boots were soft black hide made from the finest leather, and their gloves were the fingerless types that were all the rage across the galaxy.

These were not the usual outfits they normally wore. They had been out taking care of their fashion ventures and had shown up on stage in these 'costumes' to introduce their latest lines of men's outfits and had left the event not long ago.

It didn't show in the way they strode without hesitation down the hall of the brig, but exhaustion showed deep within the shadows of their droopy brown eyes.

They hadn't had the time to change into more appropriate clothing to do what they needed to do. Heck, they hadn't had a chance to even eat a decent meal all day.

Unfortunately, there was something that they still needed to take care of before they went home for the day.

They stopped in front of the double doors at the end of the hall and gave a wave to the visuals. Immediately, the doors opened into a brightly lit room with a single attendant.

He quickly straightened up as he saw the Princes enter.

"Your Royal Highnesses." He bowed.

"We need to see our aunts and uncle." Jared stated.

"Yes Sir. This way please." He extended his hand at a set of doors to his right.

They followed him down a long dimly lit hallway filled with empty cell rooms. At the end of the hallway, there was a cell that held a single occupant. It was their aunt Beatrice Cordera.

On the wall next to her barred cell door, there was a visual that listed her crimes and the reason for her incarceration.

First and foremost was the kidnapping and torturing of five Princes of Erenveil. Of the five, Jared and Jason had been the most injured. They would never forget this.

Second on her list was aiding and abetting the attempted murder of the Prime Avgo Female. The Avgo Female was the de facto Mother of the galactic genetics, holding the Avgo egg within her. This was not just a crime against a single woman. It was a crime agains the galaxy.

Third on her list of crimes was treason for aiding and abetting foreign forces against the mer-world of Emporia. Beatrice had, over night, turned into one of the most hated women in the galaxy.

One of those crimes alone was enough to send her to the gallows. With all three and it was only a formality.

"Aunt Beatrice." Jason called out to the woman huddling on the cold floor of the cell.

She looked up, her eyes dark and hopeless.

"You will be sent out for public execution tomorrow morning at dawn." Jason informed her without emotion. "Do you have any last minute words for us?"

"Yes." She muttered. "Life as we all know it will be completely destroyed within three generations if you allow the insectoids to take over."

"Is that why you helped the birds to kidnap and torture your own nephews?" Jared asked with a stony stare.

"I did not tell them to torture you, only hold you as negotiation tactic."

"Did you think we were going to go with them peacefully?" Jason sneered.

"If you had, you wouldn't have been tortured." Beatrice threw back.

The twins gave her a disgusted look. They could not believe she was their aunt.

At this point however, it didn't matter what she said. She would never leave this place alive.

"Well, good news for you is that we're not as evil as you. There will be no torture. We'll just put you out of your misery. It will be a nice quiet death."

As the twins walked away, they could hear her low and rumbling laughter. It chilled them to the depths of their souls.

Of her entire family, Beatrice was the only one left in the hands of the twins.

Beatrice's husband, the former King of Emporia, had been taken away by Mattheus Cordera and had not been seen since. Helene had also been taken away by a group of Dante's men and was was also missing.

Once they finished with Beatrice, their attendant took them out of the maximum security cells and into the next section where security was less stringent.

This side of the brig held their aunt Barbara and her husband Landry Cordera.

For the crime of trying to sell off an entire world, they were also on the docket to be executed in the morning.

At their urgent request, they had been placed in separate cells to keep them from attacking and killing each other.

To this couple, Jason and Jared also asked if they had any last minute words.

"Yes!" Their aunt had snarled. "Tell that nasty King Dilbert that his cock is a tiny mushroom and his ass stinks."

The twins looked at each other and without a word, nodded. They would be more than happy to convey those exact words to the King of Coraline.

They moved onto their Uncle, who was sitting straight and unwavering in his cell. Uncle Landry said nothing, merely gazed at them with dry unblinking eyes.

He had taken a gamble and had lost. What was there to say?

Their final critical work done for the day, the twins flew back to their floating island.

Immediately after they landed, they stripped down to nothing and walked along the tiny sun-warmed stone path that led into the shallow stone paved pool in front of the house.

As they waded into the cool water, several flower nymphs morphed from the flowers growing around the edge of the pool and began touching the water surface with their palms.

Where they touched, steam rose. In a short time, the pond water was as warm as bath water.

A couple of nymphs held up a white lily blossom and poured some sudsy scented oils onto their hair and began to wash their hair and body with the floral nectar.

The twins leaned back agains the warm smooth rocks and relaxed as the nymphs washed their bodies. Their hands were warm and smooth, working out the kinks from their necks, shoulders and back muscles.

As the nymphs worked the lather up onto their chests, the Princes sighed with pain-tinged relief. It had been awhile since they'd had a chance to get any kind of massage. They had brutalized their bodies for so long.

At the moment the flower nymphs reached their manhoods however, the twins stopped them from going any further.

The nymphs were not real, merely magically formed floral beings. To allow them to touch their bodies in such a sexual way was like receiving magical masturbation.

The twins weren't sure what would happen if they lost control, but at this moment, they guarded their Avgo shards with protective care.

They did not want to accidentally discharge the Avgo shard before they could implant them into their wife.