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I live to Serve I serve to Live	By : flamekaat Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 1829 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-I live to Serve I serve to Live
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 7
- 8
- 9
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}}} Ha! Saw that one coming did you? But Lianne sure didn�t >-< anyway by the time this gets uploaded I will most likely be done with moving and happily returning to college! So as the burdens of homework and essays and tests and studying fall upon me please for give me if I lapse a little in the stories I am bringing out of my twisted mind! **Bows low to the readers** I will carry on as quickly as possible. For those who noticed it�s Tuesday. did Lord Raziel finish the new clothes for Lianne? ~_o we�ll see! P.S. many liberties taken with geography {{{
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Lianne�s eyes got as big around as was humanly possible. He could sense her shock radiating off of her in waves. Shock but not surprise! She had obviously heard of such things before, and realized it was only fair with the way that Lord Raziel had so often brought her to orgasm with his cleverly skilled tongue. He grinned as he watched the thought flow around in a large circle there was no way around it though. If she wished to bribe her way to his forgiveness this was what he desired for payment!

"Fine if that is the favor you wish. I will return shortly I need to get something out of my rooms." She finally said. Then with a barely audible sigh she turned and plodded back through the door that she had entered form. She was back a mere moment later. In one hand she held a small crock with honey in it by the scent that caressed his nose, and under the other arm she had a pillow from her bed. "If I am going to be kneeling for long enough to overcome your incredible stamina I want to be able to get to my feet again afterwards." She answered as if he had asked aloud about the pillow.

He laughed aloud in wicked glee at the look of disgust on her face. She smirked at him and he wondered at it. Something had changed. She had lost the natural revulsion that all women had of this particular act! How peculiar!

A half an hour of her tender ministrations brought him to his fulfillment as he had asked. Such was her fondness of him even having asked this of her that she swallowed his essence without once gagging. Moments later a servant entered and bowed low. It wasn�t one of Raziel�s but a servant of Kain. He looked to be related closely to Peter. "Milord summons yourself and the woman Lianne to council as soon as you can come." The boy said. As soon as he left Lianne asked, "He couldn�t have been a year over ten could he?" Raziel answered, "Just the latest in a long line of Peters."

When they entered the central chamber Kain stood with the rest of his sons making a strong showing for the foreign vampires. One among them was obviously a leader. From the back she could see that his transformation to the demon of legend from the man he had been was even more advanced then Kain�s. His long Black hair was tied back with a green ribbon and he stood on his taloned feet with an actual Tail swishing back and forth! She still carried the book and it started to hum as it did whenever an heir to the line of Rathamus was present.

She would have to wait and see whom it was in this party of strangers that she might call moon-walking kin. Raziel sat and she was pulled gently into his lap. Instead of winding her arms around his neck and sitting there like a good girl she smiled at him before releasing the book of Rathamus with a heavy thud onto the table. She then turned it so the newcomers to sanctuary could see the Name rune of it�s creator.

One of the lesser ones accompanying the new lord Vampire said softly "Look Papa, Your book!" To which the demonic looking fellow replied, "I see that my son and the lady obviously wishes a meeting of her own momentarily. However we have other business to handle first."

They gladly agreed to be bonded by the treaty while on these shores and then settled into chairs brought for them as they were welcomed into this council of WAR.

"Once again the plan has changed Lianne." Kain said as the rest of his sons departed to give their guests a tour. Two individuals remained the one that was eldest and a strange being that Lianne could tell was neither vampire nor human. Since he was flesh he couldn�t be a ghost that only left one choice Demon! "I believe that this is your much bragged upon ancestor is it not Lianne?" Raziel asked cheerfully.

"It would explain a whole lot." She agreed. Picking up the book, she walked around the table to the one who led the vampires from across the sea. She held out the book to him, and the humming grew audible to everyone not just herself.

The Great Vampire took the tome and it stopped humming. Now it sang! "Greetings revered ancestor. Welcome to the Sanctuary of the Clans." She whispered and she dropped to her knees before Rathamus the Sorcerer. "You never mentioned your great ancestor was a Vampire master older then I Lianne. Well? I would like an explanation please!" Kain said. "You and me both Kain!" Lianne replied.

Rathamus seemed amused and glad to supply the answers they sought. "Once a Sorcerer always a Sorcerer! When I finally grew to the point where creating fledges was no longer fulfilling the demands my paternal instincts were making I found a way to restore to me my ability to have children. Then with a Human for whom I had more then mere passion, One that I actually came to respect in the years of our acquaintance I had children of my own.

My Daughters, three of them, Bethany, Deanna, Cimmerine, and my son Frederick. Unfortunately the magical talent I possessed only passed to the girls so while Frederick was a genius after his mother�s fashion making new inventions and designing buildings, It was the girls that I taught. For them I made the tome, though I did not know it because I made that book as a human well over nine thousand years past. From that lineage comes this one you have come to value so very much." Rathamus said softly.

Lianne got up from Raziel�s lap and left with her ancestor, telling him of the predicament that had led to councils of WAR, and of the treaties and her dear sister in law that had been lost. By the time they had finally walked full circle around the halls of Sanctuary she had cooked up a plan with his assistance. "Ah Raziel just the person I wished to speak to come lad and let us have a talk." Rathamus said leading her lord away for the moment. This left her with Rahab to guard her and a fleeting thought from her lord that Rahab was on the short list of people she was permitted to share her favors with!

"What was that all about then?" Rahab asked as she shook her head in wonder. "Milord Raziel has just informed me that you are on the short list. Just so I needn�t explain what that means Your Brother Dumah is on the long, long list!" She informed the master Vampire. "AH! That list eh? Well then that is all well and good. My brother is, as always, most kind!" Rahab said with a gentlemanly smile. No wicked grin from him, and Lianne found that to be far more then strange.

"Raziel is only nice when he�s happy, as well I have learned!" she replied. Rahab was laughing as he passed Lord Kain who was instructing the Group that had come with Rathamus. Kain smiled at her and said to Rahab, "Raziel wishes that you keep her until Friday then give her over to her venerable ancestor for her return to the village. Oh and his dog will be going as well, so don�t forget the beast." Then he continued informing the hunters including the Demon who looked at her most oddly as they passed.

"Let us retreat for now to your home Lord Rahab. I like not the way that Demon was looking at me." She whispered as they rounded a corner going towards the sunken abbey wherein Rahab and his water loving clan dwelled. He nodded in agreement which finally prompted her to ask, "Um forgive my boldness in asking Lord Rahab but you seem much less well� Randy then your brothers, and I was wondering how this is so. How you have so much more�" She contemplated what words to use, but Rahab beat her to it. "Restraint, or perhaps manners? Was that what you wished to know?" He asked quietly.

She nodded and he continued, "I, like Raziel, before my transformation into a vampire was a servant of the most holy orders. But I was no soldier. I, my dear lady, was a Monk. Trained from a young age to be restrained, polite, and well mannered. Trained in such a way that the cost for any mistakes was to great a one for me to bear for I loved religion and all it's aspects. If I had failed in my tests or shown myself to be an ill bred orphan and nothing else but that they would have cast me out, and left me preaching on a street corner somewhere.

That would have broken the hearts of those kind men who raised me in the house of the order. And that I could not of borne. Though perhaps I might have died a man had I not been such an active priest and then I would not have become a killer, which surely disappoints the spirits of those dear men even more so!" Rahab mourned. Two blood stained tears ran down his face from the corners of his eyes.

Lianne felt terrible for asking him the question that had brought his ancient pain to the surface. She felt even worse for what she had thought, that perhaps he was on Raziel�s short list because he cared not for females at all, but only for Men! She reached her arm up and encircled Rahab�s shoulders, offering him some small physical comfort as she could then she spoke. "The goddess has said that of all the rules that men and gods would put upon each other the greatest, the one that comes before all others is this; The most important thing must be to see to your own survival and that of your progeny. Remember that Rahab and know that all your supposed sins are made to vanish in the light of such a truth." She told him gravely.

He looked at her strangely as if she was the one that shown with her own Inner Light. "Thank You So Much Lianne!" He gasped out in ecstatic joy. Then he hugged her tightly to him and lifted her feet up off the ground spinning her around with great grace and speed.

She realized that the strange sound she was hearing was Rahab laughing! Laughing like a man who had been in prison for decades and was finally free to see the light of day again. Then he set her down when he realized they were on a ledge in the area that led out of sanctuary to his territory.

"Can you swim oh most wondrous of women?" He asked her and she nodded smiling at this happy looking Rahab. She had spelled her things and the sack to be waterproof as soon as she learned how. Somehow she had guessed that this one of Raziel�s brothers would be getting a visit from her. "Like a fish!" she added with glee for the ledge was out over the water and she knew that one must ether leap from rock to rock or swim to reach Rahab�s home. She spoke a quick cantrip that would prevent her from freezing to death in the wintry water. A glow of warm light settled about her making her shine like a spirit or an angel.

Rahab�s eyes grew sad as he said, "You and Ariel are the only benign spirits I shall ever see." "Not so Rahab!" Lianne denied vehemently! "No matter what you have done you will rest with the goddess at the end and she makes me look an ugly hag!" She continued as they stared out over the waves that rippled across the large lake.

Moments later they were swimming out beyond the sanctuary towards Lord Rahab�s home. Diving under the water about six body lengths out, they swam through an underwater arch and into a huge cavern beneath the lake. He gestured that she should swim up and she nodded, following his command.

They surfaced in a cavern that was nearly filled by the water. She gasped in air with deep gulps. Then she practically banged her head on the ceiling when Rahab nuzzled her neck in the same spot where Kain had bitten her a little over a week ago. He held her tightly until he was certain she had settled down from the shock. "So sorry Lianne. I didn�t mean to scare you." He whispered in her ear. His breath was warm on her neck and that sensitive spot on her throat. The difference between that and the water was still noticeable inspite of the cantrip. It sent shivers up and down her spine.

By now Lianne was very familiar with the tone in his voice. It was pure, hot, male desire. She wished to yield also because he was, in his slightly fishy way, very deeply handsome. She had but one concern, would the cantrip outlast his passion or would she be doomed to freeze to death? He made the question moot by saying, "Soon but not yet. We wouldn�t wish for your magicks to fail us in the middle of our trysting, now would we?"

They swam on as soon as she had taken several deep breaths. Rahab had to breath for her several times in the long swim. It was then that she found out that his gills actually worked instead of just being an odd superficial mutation. When Lianne finally crawled out onto the landing of the abbey she was so exhausted she could barely stand. Maintaining the cantrip and swimming what amounted to well over a dozen miles had sapped her of almost all her strength. Rahab saw this and actually carried his brother�s mistress into his domain.

She woke in a strange bed in an unfamiliar stone building with a very damp and moldy atmosphere. Lianne inhaled deeply and the subtle scent of Rahabim caressed her nostrils. Now she remembered! It was the abbey! Raziel had asked for Rahab his brother to take her home and keep her safe from his other brother Dumah! She had only a mere moment to ponder the location of her host before Rahab flopped down with an almost human sigh on the bed next to her.

"Awake at last my dear? Yes? Good!" He said and he began to nuzzle her bite spot. She sighed in ecstasy, knowing where this was leading now that they were in a warm safe bed. His hands slid down her body easing away the thin layer of cloth that had been put on her when her clothing had been taken for drying. His lips and tongue were following the sensual patterns being traced on her skin by his very skilled hands. Lianne moaned in delight as one hand cupped her mound while a slender talon began stroking her femininity.

Rahab reveled in the sweetness of her scent. It was like no other that he had ever smelled. He finally allowed himself to taste of her honeyed center. It was then he found out exactly how well she liked the stroking of his tongue when she wound her silky thighs around his head. Her soft cry, halfway between moaning and screaming, gave further encouragement.

Rahab considered himself a gentleman in this area of endeavor. He never let a partner go away less pleased then he was himself. Lianne was going to be something else however. Just tasting her was enough to fire his loins, and when she moaned his name in delight he lost what few tiny shreds of control he had left. "So sorry love but I must take you now." He whispered in her ear.

Lianne was quite ready for him, and spread her legs further apart so he could kneel in between them. He was of an equal length with Lord Kain, and very, very thick. She considered herself very lucky that he had prepared her at all. If he had taken her as she allowed Lord Raziel, it would have more then just stung! This way it was most pleasurable.

He thrust in deep, hitting that special spot inside her each time. Then just for a change of pace he picked her up and had her ride him as he kneeled in the middle of the bed. She hugged him tightly as she slid up and down on his hardness. Rahab caught her chin with one hand while still guiding her with the other and began kissing her.

Lianne was quite awed at this newest lover of hers, and she expressed it by participating with vigor. She adored being kissed more then almost anything. For some reason Lord Raziel and Lord Kain had forgotten that most important part of love making. Sometimes they would tack it on almost as an afterthought but not as much as she liked.

Rahab realized Lianne liked to be kissed when she responded so ardently. He grinned knowingly and continued. He knew his father and his brother very well. Nether of them cared much for that type of passionate expression. They feared to damage her tender mouth with their rather large fangs. Inspite of his age his own fangs were still fledgling slim and small. He needn�t fear to do her harm by kissing her as if he meant it. What frightened Rahab was that in such a short time he already did.

When Lianne cried out in her first fulfillment it only urged Rahab to greater acts of passion and lust. He turned her so she kneeled in front of him with her hands securely gripping the headboard of the bed. Then, with a savage snarl, he began thrusting inside her again. Her blissful moans echoed in the stone chamber.

Rahab spent hours filling Lianne�s flesh with his again and again. Finally around midnight he gave in to the demands of his body and spilled his seed into her. Her name ripped itself from his throat with savagery that he had not known before. She echoed the fierce sentiment and trembled around him as he filled her with his virile essence.

When Lianne came down off the orgasmic high she had been sent into it was to the voice of Lord Rahab�s whisperings of adoration. "So beautiful! So sweet. So Marvelous! So�" She grinned and countered with, "So sticky! So in need of a bath!" Rahab laughed and said, "Come then Lianne and let me show you one of the reasons I am so glad I can tolerate water."

He led her through several half drowned passages and deep into the abbey. Below what was once the abbey cellar was a warm moist grotto. In the middle of the grotto was a pool of steaming water. A hot spring! And so it was. She ran forward and then curbing her enthusiasm tested the water with a bare toe.

Lianne spent the next few days in a blissful haze. She would wake at night to find Rahab waiting with food. Then once she had eaten and groomed herself somewhat he would mess up all her efforts by making love to her for several hours. Then a bath in the grotto, followed by a midnight meal that took place in the half ruined chapel. She ate and he fed of course. Whomever his human sacrifice was seemed to be quite happy to offer their lord a meal. Almost as if they Idolized him as more then obedient slaves idolize their master.

"Seems like someone has been elevated to godhood by his human adherents." She remarked after his latest snack was helped away a bit woozy but none the worse for wear. "Almost but not quite. Though they think so yes. You have no idea how jealous some of the human females are of you Lianne!" Rahab remarked with a teasing glint in his eye.

Lianne laughed and made a mock vain face that gave her the appearance of having to good an opinion of herself. It was so contrary to her natural humility that it made Rahab laugh aloud. The next eve was Friday so before going to her well earned rest she packed all her things and a nice new cloak that Rahab gave her as a present. The one her mother had sent was about six years old and very tattered by now.

Instead of swimming back, much to her relief, Rahab took the stone to stepping stone route over some broken and mostly submerged pillars that led across the lake. He carried her on his back with ease, as if she weighed no more then a mere child. They got back much faster then the time it took them to reach his home. He handed her off to Rathamus with a bow and a flourish at seven o�clock that night.

Beside Rathamus was Blizzerren the great dog and Rathamus�s vampire clansmen. On the other side apparently outcast even by his employer was the hunter demon. He was looking at her in that odd contemplative way of his that made all her hackles go way up.

"Lianne let us go now. I am sure that your family is eager to see you again. I must also confess that I am curious to see how my other progeny on this continent is faring." And they mounted the horses that stood by and prepared to leave. Rathamus offered his hand to Lianne but she shook her head and whistled long and loud instead.
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Blizzerren had wandered off after his handler had departed but he came to her with his tail wagging and his tongue lolling out of one side of his fanged mouth. She curtsied to him and his head slowly nodded up and down a few times. "Most kind of you Blizz." She said aloud and he dog kneeled so that she could climb up on his broad back. Once she was firmly seated with both hands tightly gripping his wide slightly studded red leather collar, they departed.
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