24: Princess Mary

Beatrice and Ember walked at a brisk pace through the door at the back of the throne room, following princess Mary. They found themselves in a spacious white oval room with a dozen simple wooden doors all around that were also painted white. Beatrice walked into the oval room just in time to see Mary disappear through the darkness of a door straight ahead.

“Wait!” Beatrice called out. Mary didn’t wait.

“Tsk,” Beatrice was now annoyed. Why did that High Priest have us go with her? She clearly doesn’t want anything to do with us? I look like some creepy stalker.

Beatrice rushed ahead, into the dark, determined to put a stop to this farce one way or the other. She ended up nearly running into a wall. Beatrice looked to her side and saw Mary, standing with crossed arms, looking directly at the succubus.

“Oh, you weren’t fried to a crisp?” Mary asked, seemingly disappointed.

The princess stood at the start of a long bright corridor. The walls were painted gold with white panels on both sides at three-foot height. The ceiling was also white while the floor cover was made of dark wood. Despite countless fixtures on the walls and ceiling emanating bright light, the hall felt claustrophobic, as there wasn’t a single window in sight.

“Of course not!” Beatrice scoffed, having no idea why she should have been burned to a crisp.

“Did you really think we were demons from Beyond?” Ember asked.

“I had hoped to finally see that useless barrier in action,” Mary frowned.

Wait, but I am a demon! Beatrice thought. And one that’s supposed to be summoned by the same powers that those mythical demons from Beyond are said to have. Why didn’t that barrier work on me?

“But now that you’ve utterly disappointed me in the one thing I expected from you, you can just stop being an eyesore and go die somewhere,” Mary said. “Don’t you have a quest to do?”

Ah, the quest! Beatrice concentrated and tried to imagine how a quest log would look in her mind’s eye. Sure enough—a quest log manifested itself.

Beatrice imagined clicking on the quest name to expand it or pop it up in a new tab with more information, and the system did not fail her.

Royal Quest: Proof of Heroism

Objective:

1.       Find and kill twenty demonlings

2.       Bring twenty heads of the demonlings to King Selirius

Rewards: Princess Mary

Royal Quest: Useless Daughter

Objective:

1.       Teach king Selirus’s daughter how to properly please a man

2.       Return to king Selirius with his daughter once she can please a man at least two times within ten minutes

Rewards: ???

“…” Beatrice was speechless. She was left wondering whether the system had a sense of humor, and how exactly would the ‘rewards’ be distributed.

But the king did say I could have her already, Beatrice thought and said, “About the whole quest and reward thing—”

“Get in line!” Mary interrupted the succubus. “Every man and woman in this city wants to have sex with me. What’s your S.E.C.R.E.T. rank?”

“S-secret rank?” Beatrice asked.

“Oh, don’t even start that shitty ignorance act!” The princess rolled her eyes. “It’s so grating! As if there’s anyone left in this entire palace besides some of my dimwitted sisters and that senile old man that doesn’t know about the S.E.C.R.E.T. Guild? Or do you think a ‘fair maiden’ such as myself should be spared such ‘unpleasant’ knowledge? I joined that guild the day I turned eighteen!”

“I was summoned into this world… Like two hours ago,” Beatrice confessed.

“Are you shitting me!? You mean to tell me that the whole story that lunatic spewed wasn’t a pile of horseshit?”

“E-eh, no,” Beatrice stuttered while Mary rapidly circled Beatrice, taking a closer look at all the succubus’s features with great interest. Ember stood a couple of feet from both girls, following Mary with her eyes.

Beatrice was taken aback more and more by the princess Mary’s behavior. It was strange for her to see this beautiful princess with piercing bright yes swear like an old construction worker. Whatever Beatrice thought she imagined princess Mary to be, that image was falling apart.

Who would have thought she had such a filthy mouth? Beatrice looked at the lips of the princess and imagined in what other ways the princess dirtied her mouth when—

“Hyaaaaah!” Beatrice cried out in a high-pitched voice and Mary jumped back eight feet in surprise.

What the hell was that!? Beatrice wondered breathing hard. It was just for a split second but her whole body was rocked by orgasmic pleasure. I almost creamed my panties! And I’m not even fully hard yet!

“I just thought the tip of your tail looked funny, so I grabbed it,” Mary said.

Seriously!? All that from just her touching my tail?? Beatrice recalled learning about it in her [Succubus's Tail] skill description. But for the sensations to be so overwhelming… Ah! It dawned on Beatrice why she was so sensitive, and she brought up her character’s information tab.