Capítulo 55: Chapter 055 – Ashes
[291 AC]
Arianne's breath got caught in her throat, as she saw the intense gaze of the god before her.
Phenex' eyes were just short of erupting with fire, the heat in his gaze nearly overwhelming the Dornish Princess, as he slowly looked over the supple curves of Arianne.
The peaks of her breasts hardening under his scrutiny, her tender blush traveling down her neck, while her sex throbbed with arousal, causing her to rub her bare legs together. A small breeze passed by suddenly and caught the transparent dark-blue curtain in its wake, revealing what lay beneath to Phenex' hungry gaze.
Unable to hold himself back anymore, he appeared before Arianne in a blur. One of his arms wrapped themselves around her slim waist, as he held her soft curves against his toned physique.
Phenex' other hand buried itself inside her lush ebony locks, while his lips sealed in the surprised gasp of the Dornish beauty.
Her eyes widened briefly in surprise, before Arianne just melted into the kiss, her whole body pressing forward in an attempt to feel his warmth and strength with every inch of her exposed skin.
The rough texture of his tunic rubbing over the sensitive flesh of her breasts, causing a pleasurable shudder to run through her mostly nude form.
Her inexperienced tongue responding passionately to his deep kiss as they fought a short dance for dominance that the young Princess was only all too eager to lose.
Her hands tentatively wrapped themselves around his waist, before diving beneath his black shirt and wandering over his heated skin, tracing the contours of his corded muscles.
Arianne's mind was a whirl of desire, joy, and anticipation. Having hoped for this to happen, but never having expected this incredible passion and heat between them. Phenex' wandering hands caressing her sides and back, as he was forceful, yet gentle in his ministrations.
Quiet moans escaped her mouth, as his lips left hers and traced a path over her cheek down to her neck, where he promptly began to suck and nibble on her delicious skin.
Phenex' hands had meanwhile settled on her perky behind, massaging the soft flesh with skillful movements, while the young Princess had started to press her lower body against his upper thighs, grinding her needy slit against the rough fabric and soaking it with her overflowing arousal.
His lips had finally found their way to Arianne's breasts and Phenex didn't hesitate to feast on her supple mounds, his tongue trailing over her caramel skin. He left behind small bites, while sucking on her peaks, her cries of pleasure being encouragement enough for him to continue with his actions.
This continued for a few minutes until Phenex sensed that the Dornish beauty in his arms was nearing her climax rapidly.
Raising his head from Arianne's chest, he once again sealed her lips with his own in a deep kiss, while using his grip on her behind to lift the young woman up. His own linen trousers vanishing into flickering embers, Phenes lined his manhood up with the untouched folds of the Princess.
Breaking the kiss, he locked gazes with the panting beauty, a thin sheen of glistening sweat visible on her skin. Seeing and feeling the near-overwhelming desire in Arianne's eyes, along with a smidgen of nervousness, Phenex kept his gaze locked on hers as he slowly lowered her onto his shaft.
Feeling the hot rod slowly pushing inside her virgin slit, Arianne was slightly nervous, knowing that her first time would be accompanied by pain. Those thoughts though left her mind, as Phenex suddenly penetrated her deeply with one forceful thrust, while a whisp of magic soothed the pain of having her hymen broken through.
Arianne couldn't help but close her eyes and cry out in bliss at Phenex' forceful penetration while throwing back her head, as an incredible feeling bloomed inside her heart. Feeling his throbbing length buried to the hilt inside her, she felt wholly conquered in the most intimate way.
"From now on you are mine, Arianne.", Phenex suddenly whispered into her ear with barely concealed possessive intent.
His words alone being enough to draw out the aftershocks of her climax, as the Dornish Princess tightened her grip on the godly man.
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[291 AC – A few days later]
From high above the clouds Phenex looked down at the land beneath him, his figure blazing with fire and magic as he sat in the air.
His sight and other senses couldn't be hindered by mere distance, nor by any physical objects, so it was easy for him to find those that called themselves the Warrior's Sons and the Poor Fellows.
The Warrior's Sons were mostly composed of noble's sons and knights that had sworn themselves to the Faith of the Seven, while the Poor Fellows were an order consisting mainly of small folk sworn to the same religion.
Both these groups were part of the Faith Militant, even though this group had been officially disbanded over two hundred years ago under the rule of Jaehaerys I Targaryen.
The Faith Militant had once clashed with the Targaryen reign under the lead of the High Septon, as the Faith had taken offense at the marriage arrangements of the Targaryens.
Maegor I had waged a bloody war against the Militants during his reign, but it was only after his death, that his nephew Jaehaerys managed to force them to disband while promising the Faith the Crown's protection.
Even Phenex had to admit that Jaehaerys truly deserved his title as the Wise King and the greatest monarch of the Targaryen dynasty, as he saw the truth of the matter by opening up his divine sight to the history of this world. Fifty-five years he had ruled the Seven Kingdoms with incredible skill for a mortal man.
The Faith Militant on the other hand shouldn't have dared to resurface only to target the Red Temple and his believers, as they were about to find out how dreadful a god's wrath truly was.
Spreading his senses to every man or woman that was part of this hidden group, Phenex showed neither mercy nor hesitation as he enacted his justice on them.
Thousands of men and women all over Westeros suddenly screamed in utter agony, as their lifeforce was ripped from their bodies, while their physical form slowly turned to ashes.
Horror and fear spread like wildfire amongst those that observed these happenings, as they didn't understand the reason for what was happening to these people and Phenex didn't bother explaining himself to them.
It was only a few short seconds before even the last member of the Faith Militant had turned to ashes completely, after which Phenex disappeared from his seat in the sky in a fiery shower.
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