6 Luster Of Gold

"Damn it, I gave you clear instructions to wake me up! Why the hell didn't you, you useless slave!?"

The dark elf, currently blowing off her lid, waited for Antani to finish her preparations while she sauntered back and forth in front of the Amazon's room. 

Different from her usual attire, the black and silver armor she donned was more pristine to emphasize the occasion. The placcart, braces and greaves she wore all curved over her slender frame. To top it all off, she was sporting an obsidian colored cape that meshed with her outfit well. 

Such grandiose clothing fit her status as a princess of the dark elves.

"Master, I'm almost done, I'm trying to look pretty for your sake so I would kindly ask you to shut the hell up."

Ellamir still thinks it would have been faster if she helped her, but when she insisted the Amazon actually took offense. 

(What, just because I came from a nomadic tribe you think I don't know how to make myself look alluring?) These were the last words Ellamir heard before Antani forcefully shoved her out of her room. 

After a few more minutes of waiting, the door to the Amazon's room started to creak open. 

"Fucking finally!"

Ellamir was prepared to give the Amazon a mouthful when she turned her sight to her, only for her words to get stuck in her throat. 

Antani's hair that was just usually let loose is now sideways, cascading over her left shoulder. Her off-shoulder dress also shared the same blackness, the lustrous gold linings on her bust stretched all the way to its hem.

Its side riff offered a glimpse of the Amazon's toned abs. Its skirt opened up on the right to reveal her golden heeled sandal that laced up to her knees. 

"What do you think?" The Amazon smiled, her lips as red as a ruby.

Ellamir didn't really want to comment, feeding her ego is the last thing she would want to do. 

Still, her mouth moved on its own and complimented the Amazon.

"You look…gorgeous."

The dark elf grabbed Antani by the wrist, guiding her back into her room. 

Honestly, her outfit was enough to steal Ellamir's thunder but she didn't really mind. Quite the contrary in fact, she wanted her to look even more dashing and she knows how to make it so.

"Hey, I'm not going to fuck you! We're gonna be late and you're going to ruin my dress!"

"And whose fault is it that we're running late? Just follow me."

Placing Antani in front of the Mirror, Ellamir nonchalantly grabbed a necklace of pure gold from one of her jewelry boxes. 

It didn't take long for Ellamir to finish hooking it on Antani's neck. Both of them were transfixed at the mirror, marveling at how elegantly it all blended together, the dress, the necklace, and the person wearing them. 

Once again, leave it to her master to leave her heart beating like crazy out of nowhere. Ellamir's action left her whacked that Antani just asked the first question that came to her mind. 

"Why?"

"Because we're both princesses." Ellamir answered as a matter-of-factly. 

"Now hurry, the carriage outside had been waiting for almost an hour now." 

The dark elf left the room, leaving the Amazon staring dumbfounded in front of the mirror.

(StupidStupidStupidStupidStupid. Stupid Ellamir!) The Amazon mentally berated her master. In her mind she truly is a one of a kind dumbass, pulling a stunt like that thinking it won't leave an impact on her. 

With angry steps she followed her master to the carriage, she's going to make sure that by the end of the day, her battle would be concluded. 

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*Bang*

Queen Zorla was choked by one hand and slammed into the wall. Her attacker wore the visage of one of her personal attendants, gritting her teeth so hard it might seem like she's about to snap the queen's neck at any moment.

Unfazed, the queen taunted her attacker with a grin. 

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today."

Her flippant attitude caused her to be hurled from across the room, with a loud thud she fell to the ground. 

The attendant's eyes were pure black staring at the queen trying to get back up on her feet. 

Her voice echoed, as if two voices spoke at the same time. 

"Your daughter, someone's blocking her from me. I have no use for pieces I can't play with. Fix this issue right now or you'll have my wrath to deal with."

With her message delivered, the queen's attendant collapsed on the floor. Lifeless.

 Gods and Goddesses can't freely cross the physical realm, their power is simply too immense. 

They can communicate via dreams, or possession however. The former can be harmless if the one giving you visions has no ill will while the latter is - VERY harmful. Lolth must be absolutely livid to even consider possession just so she could get physical with her.

Queen Zorla wiped off the dust from her regal armor that was tailored for today's celebration. 

(Good thing the bitch didn't scratch my armor.)

Passing by the dead body, she ordered one of the guards to take care of it. 

Before heading off to meet her guests, she planned to head for the slave pits first. It's a good thing Maesha informed her that her sister would be attending, she'll take care of the situation in one fell stroke.

She already knew the cause of this shitshow. 

Only a Goddess can interfere with another Goddess. It has to be Artemis, patron Goddess of the Amazons.

Which can only mean one thing, her daughter is being an idiot again. 

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The socialites of the Matriarchal dark elf society gathered at the palace's royal garden; wine in their hands, they mingled with each other while discussing topics that ranged from sadism to intrigue. 

Speaking of intrigue.

The dark elf princess' entrance turned everyone's heads to their directions.

(Oh, the disgraced princess makes her appearance.)

 (I suppose it's to be expected after her latest conquest.)

The party goers murmured while observing her every step. Her arrival wasn't the only thing that was stirring things up. It was her slave right beside, stares of envy and scorn were directed at her.

(Why hasn't she broke her yet?)

(No fucking way is a slave going to look better than me!)

"Oh wow, they're all staring at us." The Amazon was confounded, she knew that eyes would be on them but she didn't expect all of them to be so scrutinizing.

"Don't let them intimidate you. After all, all they can do is stare."

"Who said I was intimidated? Even if they did try something I'm just going to kick their ass."

Both of them smiled at their exchange, alleviating some of the anxiety that Ellamir was hiding.

"I'm going to look for Maesha, want to come with?"

"No, I think I'll try some of that wine over there."

Antani's been to a few social gatherings before. Thanks to her mother. When she asked her why they needed to, she answered with, "We're Amazons, not savages. It would benefit us to make connections outside of our tribe." 

But one thing that struck out to her is that she was always too eager to attend them, as if she was trying to escape her responsibilities just so she could relax and drink wine.

Apple doesn't fall far from the tree after all, because now she's making a beeline to one of the male dark elf holding a wine tray.

After grabbing a glass, the server flashed her a look of contemptible disgust while she sipped, before moving away from her.

She had absolutely no idea why, at least the wine tasted good.

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Few moments of chilling on her own while sipping wine passed by quickly, Ellamir returned with her sister in tow.

"There you are. Come, it's time to meet mother."

When Maesha saw Antani her instinct told her that there's bound to be trouble if their mother saw the Amazon all dolled up.

"Sister, I think it would be best if we let Antani drink here for a while."

"Why?"

(Because you're slave doesn't look like a slave at all! She's too damn pretty for crying out loud!) is what Maesha wanted to say but she knew that the moment she says that, she's the one going to have a problem with her sister. Rocks and hard places.

While she was trying to think of an answer, her sister and the amazon had already stormed forward to where the queen is, at the center of the gathering.  

"Mother I…"

*pak*

The sound of the slap was so thick everyone had their attention turned to them.

"What the hell is this?" Queen zorla pointed towards the amazon. "If I was in your place this cunt would've been torn to pieces by now. Have you already forgotten what she did to you in that arena? You half baked excuse for a dark elf. You disappoint me yet again, Ellamir. "

Antani was in utter disbelief, never in her wildest dreams she thought that she would get to see her master acting all meek. She was seething, not towards her master, but towards the queen.

It was far more than just her being the queen, it was the hold of an abusive parent towards her child.

"I..I'm sorry, mother."

"Sorry? Shove your sorry up your ass along with your hope of becoming the next queen! If you become the queen you're going to plunge our kingdom into ruin!"

"Is that so? I think she would make for a far better queen than you."

The amazon's words made everyone who was watching the spectacle gasp.

"You!" Queen Zorla cackled. Closing in on the amazon, with only an inch separating them. "Care to repeat what you just said?"

"I think. She. Without the shadow of a doubt. Would make for a far better queen than you."

With panic in her eye, Ellamir pleaded, "Antani, shut up!"

"No master, you shut up! I'm trying to fight for your honor here!"

"*cackle*cackle* Hahahahahahaha! So fucking feisty! If only I got to you first! You talk big, but do you have the strength to back it up, I wonder?"

"Then fight me so you can find out. Let's make things interesting. If I win, you will take back everything that you said and apologize to your daughter."

"You're on. With that said, I am not so inclined to engage in barbarism on my birthday celebration. How about you fight my slaves instead?"

"I don't care as long as our agreement still applies."

"So, what do I get if I win?" Queen Zorla asked.

Antani was at a loss for words. She couldn't offer herself since she already belongs to Ellamir. Her death? It was the same, it wasn't hers to decide anymore.

Then, Ellamir spoke, her voice was filled with sudden vigor - as if inspired by Antani's brashness for her sake. The panic in her eye was drained and replaced with fire.

"My Exile."