FENS - Alternate version of the night before the wedding

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 Freya Hew had been a very devote member of the Coven of the Church of Night. But just this once, she had wished she wasn't as devote as she had been. For she was set to marry Faustus Blackwood, the High Priest of her Coven; and it was said, that if one was devote in their devotions the Dark Lord would visit them on the night before their wedding. It was considered to be a great honor, but Freya found herself hoping, just this once, the Dark Lord wouldn't show.

She had never been good around people, considering her upbringing. Having caught the High Priest's eye had been a complete accident. Falling in love with him had been a miracle, and having him love her in return and have the Dark Lord bless their union was beyond all she could ever hope for. But Faustus had been the ONLY one to ever touch her that was not in anger, and so she was very loyal to him in all things and the idea of the Dark Lord visiting her the night before they said their vows, almost made her ill.

But she had prepared for such a thing and now stood, pacing in her rooms set aside for tonight within the Academy. She was frightened, and nervous and it showed. Just as she finished pacing a length by her bed, the atmosphere of the entire room changed and she froze. Facing her bed, she did not see the Dark Lord as he slipped from the fire that burned to heat her room, but she saw his shadow and knelt slowly to the floor. Shivering in both fear and nerves as he approached. She could hear his cloven hooves on the solid wood floor, growing closer and closer. Her eyes slid closed as a clawed hand came to rest on her shoulder as a rumbling purr filled the room as HE came to stand just behind her. The Dark Lord, had come!

"Freya Hew.." HIS voice was like silk, and it made her tremble again, and flinch slightly at hearing it. She felt the mood instantly shift as HE took in her stance from where she knelt. "Rise!" HE hissed at her as HE pulled back his hand.

She did as bid and turned to look upon HIM, trying not to show how terribly afraid, for the first time, of him she was. Would HE 'bless' her? Make her ready for her husband? So many questions filtered through her mind. "My Lord..." She nodded as she softly spoke. "I am honored, by your presence."

"And yet, you flinch from my touch!" His goat-like ears twisted atop his head, catching the sound of her voice.

"Forgive me, Lord." She said just as softly in return.

"Would you feel better if I took on a more...humane appearance?" HE asked as HE shifted before her eyes to HIS human form. True, this form was more pleasing, but....it wasn't Faustus. HE seemed to sense this and looked down at her with haughty disdain. "You do realize that I have favored you, far more then I should? You were supposed to be MINE, Freya Hew. And yet, I allowed and blessed your union with my most favored High Priest. You reward my efforts with fear and condemnation?! SIT!" HE pointed to the bed, with which she quickly moved to do as bid.

Trying not to shiver, as HE drew closer to sit beside her, she looked up and met his very human eyes. "All I have done, and you still fear me? On this night of all nights?" HIS voice was strangely more softer. "Do not worry, Hew. I have not come to 'bless' you as you think." HE chuckled darkly and leaned back upon the bed, and motioned for her to come join him.

When she had done as bid and was all but cuddled up at HIS side, HE began to talk. "You are marrying one of the most powerful of my High Priests." HE smirked down at her as he moved a lock of hair out of her face. "As such, there are things you must know....that will not be 'rewarded'." HE laughed as Freya blushed deeply, but continued to tell her of the things she would need to know about being the wife of a powerful man. The position it would bring. The power she, herself, could learn.

HE talked long into the night, before HE finished. "Learn well, young Hew, soon to be Lady Blackwood. For your paths are now entwined. Protect him, as he protects you and nothing can touch you both." HE chuckled as HE leaned over and kissed her forehead, and it tingled where HIS lips touched her skin. Standing, HE took her hand, and helped her back to her feet as HE stared down at her. "Be brave, little fire nymph. I will see you at your wedding. Maybe you be happy upon your path, for I already bless your way." HE chuckled, and stepping back into the fire, which suddenly flared to life, he disappeared; and Freya was left alone, breathing hard. Had...had that really just happened?

Freya's... well, they weren't exactly her friends, but they did see each other every day... were interested to see what she was like in her private life, and so had had Luci teleport them to the Academy. But they heard voices coming from inside her bedroom, so they remained in the hall and listened. Luci, Nathaniel, and Sebastian were bold enough to peek in.

"So, that's her Dark Lord," Sebastian whispered. "Pompous, twitchy git, isn't he?"

Luci nodded his agreement against the top of his spouse's head. "D'you know, I'd thought another Me might be more... fun," he said. "This fellow takes himself far too seriously."

"I didn't know Sa-- uh... well," Nathaniel stumbled a bit awkwardly. "He's a furry?"

Trent stifled a snicker. "Wait, let me see," he whispered, poking his head in under Nate's arm. "Oh my gosh..."

"Did he just say Freya was supposed to be his?" Nate asked rhetorically.

"Well, like you said with Luci and me, they're well matched," said Sebastian, a touch mean-spiritedly.

"Ooh, he just told her to sit like the 🐕 she is," Nathaniel snickered gleefully.

"Wait, bless her with what?" Trent asked, confused. Sebastian ruffled his hair affectionately instead of answering.

"Aww, they look so cozy together," crooned Nathaniel, to sniggers from the other boys.

"Little fire nymph?" Sebastian echoed, still whispering. "Gag me with a spoon."

"Gag you with his 'blessing,' you mean," said Nate, earning a shoulder punch from Bash and a stifled laugh from Trent, who seemed to have caught the joke this time.

"What's all this, then?" asked an unpleasantly familiar voice. "What-- are all of *you* lot doing here?!" demanded Faustus Blackwood from just behind them.

The boys whirled around almost as one. Nate looked like he'd been caught with his hand in the keto cookie jar, but Trent and Luci smiled and waved at him, and Bash looked extremely amused.

Faustus relaxed somewhat. "Ah, Luci, my friend," he said, striding forward, taking one hand and clapping his back with the other in a casual, if manly, greeting. Then he furrowed his brow. "Why have you all come to spy on my bride?"

Trent shrugged. "It seemed like a good idea at the time," he said. "Luci, are you going to go back and get the others, or...?"

"I thought Xander was bringing them," said Luci, scratching the back of his head.

Xander popped in a few seconds after Luci spoke, bringing with him Rebecca, Cat, Helena, and George. "Here I am! What did I miss!" He said a little to eagerly, before he noted Faustus standing there. "Ohhhh...Hi." He cleared his throat a bit, awkwardly.

George looked around and then locked eyes with Nate and went to him. "Hey love. What's going on? Did it happen!" See's Faustus standing nearby and blushes.

Cat smirked and shook her head. "You guys are awful!" She teased.

Then why did you come?" Rebecca teased with a giggle. "If we are so awful."

"Ohhhhh....you know seeing all this, and seeing what happened, I can't keep away." She smirked. "Did we miss the show?"

"Do you want to tell them, or shou--" Trent started, but Sebastian interrupted him.

"Their realm's Satan is a FURRY, GUYS! He's a giant fucking GOAT MAN!"

"Goatest of All Time," Nathaniel guffawed, doubling over in laughter. "And-- get this-- apparently he wanted Freya for himself, but MAGNANIMOUSLY let her go to Blackwood!"

"My condolences, by the way," said Luci dryly.

Rebecca's eyes furrowed slightly as she smirked. "A goat-man? Really? Eww! Imagine doing that." She blushed with a chuckle. "Sorry....but...man!"

"He LET her go to Blackwood? Like she's some sort of object? Is that how your Dark Lord sees you all?" Cat tilts her head.

Xander only smirked. "This is turning out to be an interesting evening. If we missed one show, lets go find more entertainment elsewhere!"

George chuckled softly. "This world is odd, I must say. It even feels different."

Trent made a face at his fiancée. "No, thank you," he said.

"I let Trent go to Rebecca," Sebastian pointed out to Cat. "Well, sort of. It's not like he showed up on his 45th birthday with her covered in ribbon and a big bow on her tits."

"Gross," Nathaniel muttered.

"Well, then," said Luci. "Perhaps we gentlemen shall head to Dorian's Gray Room, and you ladies can keep Freya company for this... impromptu bachelor/bachelorette party."

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