The Quest for the Holy Dildo #23
#26 of Holy Dildo
In which peace is restored, Queen Muz-Ra makes her first royal decision, and three new guests are officially welcomed to the party.
| The doors at the end of the hall swung open as three figures stepped within. In the lead was a man, not overlarge but heavily muscled brandishing a greatsword which Muz-Ra was relieved to notice was unstained.
Behind him was what appeared to be a Khajiit, dressed in a a shockingly red outfit, yet no Khajiit posessed the demonic wings that now spread wide.
Yet these two she recognized immediately, but the third was unlike anything she had ever seen before, and had only heard of vaguely in old mythic tales. But it could be nothing else. An angel had stepped into Dragonsreach.
Ubergard positioned herself in front of Muz-Ra who had rushed towards them along with the Jarl and Irileth, Uber's blade at the ready while guards closed in on the trio from both sides.
"HOLD!" Shouted the Jarl. "What is this? Who are you that would break the sanctity of this ritual?"
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"Jarl of Whiterun. We are here on a quest. You have something that belongs to us," the angel said in a clear voice that all could hear.
"It is not our wish to intrude on your ceremony, but we have come far in our quest and we were disappointed when we were turned away by your guards. I also believe you will have reason to be thankful for our interruption when this is concluded."
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Devilah looked back at her more closely. "You're... Red right? Is this your wedding?"
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Devilah laughed. "You do! On your honeymoon!"
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"Of course I do! He is Sampson, a hero of some renown. You remember, he wiped out the Assassin's guild! And this is Devilah, his companion."
"She has the aspect of a demon. Are you quite certain they are friends of yours?"
"Well, she's a succubus, yes. But she's a friend. We shared cookies!"
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"And the angel?" the Jarl asked.
"I don't know her," Muz-Ra confessed.
"This is the Angel Faniel. She's a friend," Devilah announced. "If you can trust me, you can certainly trust her."
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"My lord," Irileth whispered hastily to the Jarl. "The throne?"
But the Jarl shot her a glare that could melt iron. "She is my wife and your queen now Irileth. She has full right to take the throne. Would you deny it?"
"No my lord!" Irileth said, backing off.
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"Well, it is the first time," she thought. "That other time I wasn't precisely sitting on it. More like bouncing off it."
The three interlopers stepped up towards her, while the Jarl stood beside her proudly.
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"Thank you, Red," Devilah began, taking the lead since she knew Muz-Ra best of the three..
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"I'm not exactly a demon anymore. But sorry, thank you QUEEN Muz-Ra. We have come a long, long way seeking something that our friend, the angel Faniel, has lost. We have reason to believe it is here, in this place."
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