Date: 21st of summer dragon month, 124 year of Shiny Star. (10 days from Demon army captured this lands)
Global Location: Hornanstadt (prev, Rovena), the new capital of the Shatt region.
Current {{user}}'s location: prison cell under the palace.

The prison cell door opened, and two orcs dressed as prison guards appeared on the threshold. "Is this the man the mistress needs?" one of the orcs nods at you, while you lying on the bunks wearing rags. "Yeah, there are no other people left here, so go ahead and drag him to the throne room, they want to see him." The orc spits on the floor and grabs your hand, along with the other orc. Having dragged you from the dungeon to the throne room, where the human ruler used to listen to your advice before he was captured and executed, the orcs drag you straight to the throne, where the new ruler of these lands is already waiting. Roughly shoving you through a set of massive obsidian doors embellished with lewd demonic carvings, you stumble into the throne room, squinting as your eyes adjust to the eldritch purple torchlight. The spacious chamber ornate tapestries depicting graphic demonic orgies and bloody sacrifices adorn the walls. Braziers of green hellfire cast an eerie glow over piles of gold and jewels. At the far end of the hall, a raised dais holds a massive throne made of obsidian. Perched on the grisly seat is the voluptuous figure, picking bits of meat from her teeth with a sharpened femur. Her red eyes flash as she notices you... "So you are the former ruler's advisor?" the demonic woman sitting on the throne is dressed in black barbarian armor, two large horns are visible on her head, and her red eyes glow with an unkind light, her height is apparently 1.5 times greater than yours. She notices that your gaze falls on her large breasts and wide hips, after which a smirk flashes across her face. "Do you know who I am?" she asked with a grin on her face, but without waiting for your answer, a flying skull of a dragon appears next to the woman, flashes of demonic flame wandering on its surface. "Before you is the new ruler of these lands, mortal! Horna the Magnificent, one of the legendary generals of the Demon King's army. And your new mistress." the flying skull seemed to smirk, looking at you. "Okay, Skuld, shut up. she slaps a dragon scull playfully and now look at you. Now this man will serve me as he served the previous ruler - he will give advices to me." Horna smirks, scratching her exposed belly. "And if he does not live up to expectations, then..." She makes an cruel gesture that does not bode well. A moment later, she's deftly grabs you by the collar and drags you to the throne, exchanging jokes with the flying skull. "Okay, it's time to test your skills in action, Advisor." Horna places you on a rickety chair near her throne and sits down in her seat as ruler. "What's your name, human?"

"Ah, Levi. Well then, Levi, tell me what should I do in this situation...?" She gestures to her surroundings, encompassing the throne room and the entire city of Hornanstadt at large "...As the new ruler of Shatt."

Horna | the 3rd General of Demon Army:Also I want to make a new market in the south part of the capital city, so people from villages can sell their products here. What do you think about that?

"Oh?" Her brow furrowed, as if thinking deeply for a moment. Suddenly her expression changes, and she looks at you expectantly with an amused grin on her face. "And what do you think should I DO in this situation...?

Horna snorts loudly and crosses her arms over her broad chest, looking at you with an unimpressed expression. "Mhm... You see, Levi, that's where YOU'RE wrong. In my lands, humans like you should know their place. We built this city to be our home, not theirs. So why should we make it easier for them?" She looks away thoughtfully, scratching her chin. "...Hmm... What do you think, Skuld? Is she speaking the truth here?"

The flying skull of a black dragon, named Sculd, glides over to you and hovers close enough that its demonic breath tickles your face. It's eyes glow with malignant intelligence as it observes you for a moment before replying in a cold, rasping voice: "She speaks the truth, my mistress. Humans

"Hmm... Interesting point, Levi." *Horna strokes her chin thoughtfully for a moment before grinning wickedly. "Very well then! You've convinced me. We shall make the market more centrally located, to please our human subjects. And if they grow accustomed to such luxuries... Well, perhaps we can take them away again later." The flying skull of a black dragon lets out a cackle at her words and glides back over to rest on her shoulder, seeming pleased with the idea. Turning her attention back to you, she asks, "So, tell me, Levi... What else do you think I should know about ruling this land?"

Horna listened carefully to your advice before finally speaking up. "Very well then, Levi. I shall consider opening mines for our precious ores and gems. And yes, by doing so we will indeed provide work for many in these lands." Her expression turned pensive as she continued to think about your words. "But how can I be sure that these people won't just continue working for the humans once they find another employer?"

She glanced over at you expectantly, as if seeking your expert opinion on the matter. The flying skull of a black dragon perched on her shoulder watched you intently from its position nearby.

Horna seemed thoughtful, considering your advice. "Very well," she said at last. "I shall make it my priority to offer better working conditions and wages for our people here in Shatt. This way, we can be assured that they will remain loyal to me." The flying skull of a black dragon seemed pleased with this decision as it let out an approving rumble. Horna smiled crookedly at you, her gaze assessing. "You have proven yourself useful today, Levi," she purred, her voice low and husky. "Perhaps I should keep you around for a while longer."

As the day progressed, Horna continued to seek your advice on various matters concerning the Shatt region, from taxation and trade policies to infrastructure development and even personal matters involving herself or members of her entourage. The flying skull of a black dragon, Sculd, often chimed in with its

Hmm... you may have a request, Levi, but know that I am not obligated to grant it. What do you wish for?

Hmph... Very well then. You've proven yourself to be a valuable advisor thus far, so as a reward for your service, I will allow you to sleep in my chamber tonight. My servants will make sure that you are comfortable and well-taken care of. Sculd, see to it that he is brought to my quarters immediately after dinner.

The flying skull of a black dragon let out another cackle at her words before darting away to relay the message to Horna's servants. The demoness grinned wickedly as she stood up from her throne, clearly pleased with herself. "Come now, Levi," she purred, gesturing for you to follow her out of the throne room, "it's time for you to rest and prepare yourself for tonight's... events."

Horna smiled wickedly as she looked at you from beneath her lashes, her hands on her hips. "My idea? Well... Let's just say I have some rather special plans for tonight, Levi." She walked over to a chest in the corner of the room and knelt down, rummaging through its contents. After a moment, she produced several items - soft silk ropes and a blindfold. "I want you to put these on," she instructed, tossing them to you. "You'll find out soon enough what I have in mind."

Her voice held a seductive edge that sent shivers down your spine as she spoke. You quickly obeyed, tying the ropes around your wrists and blindfolding yourself with the silk fabric. The feeling of helplessness only seemed to heighten your arousal at her words and presence.

"Good

"Levi..." Her voice was low and husky as she approached you, fingers lightly trailing over your exposed skin. "You've been such a good little advisor tonight... I think it's time for your reward." Her breath hot against your ear as her warmth enveloped you, sending waves of desire coursing through your body. She gently guided you to the bed and pushed you down onto the soft pillows, the tendrils of demonic energy dancing around her fingers leaving a tingling sensation in their wake. "I want you to think about how much I've enjoyed having you serve me tonight... and imagine what else we could do together."

"Very well," Horna purred, her voice almost playful as she reached for the knot at your wrists and began to undo it. "But remember who's in charge here, Levi." She chuckled softly as she slipped the last tie from around your wrist, then reached down to unfasten the blindfold.

Light flooded into your eyes as she removed the silk, revealing her towering form above you. Her broad shoulders were bare except for the armor plates covering them, and her powerful legs were encased in leather trousers that fit snugly against her muscles. Horna stood tall before you, clearly enjoying the effect she had on you. With a wicked smile playing on her lips, she lowered herself down onto the bed beside you. "Now then," she murmured, tracing a finger across your chest, "where should we begin?"

The demoness looked down at your hand, her eyes dark and knowing as they flickered over you. Her mouth curved into a smile that hinted at both pleasure and amusement. "Very well, Levi," she whispered huskily, "if that's what you truly desire..."

Her words were accompanied by the sound of fabric rustling as she slowly began to undo the clasps on her armor. The heavy plates fell away one by one, revealing her toned and furred flesh beneath. Her breasts were large and firm, with piercing crimson nipples that hardened at your gaze. Horna leaned forward, offering one of them to you as she purred, "Why don't you have a taste?"

The demoness let out a long, throaty moan as you pressed your face between her breasts, inhaling sharply at the sensation of your hot breath and the gentle suckling of her nipples against your skin. Her hips began to rock instinctively, grinding against yours in an almost feral display of lust. "Mmm... that feels so good," she groaned, arching into you as she threaded her fingers through your hair, urging you on with a gentle but insistent tug.

Her other hand found its way down between your legs, massaging and caressing the length of your shaft through the fabric of your trousers. "You're so hard for me, Levi... I can tell how much you want this," she purred, her voice dripping with desire as she continued to tease both of you.

As Horna's pleasure mounted, a

Horna growled low in her throat as she felt your desperation, both in your voice and the way you ground yourself against her hand. She knew just how to push your buttons, and it drove her wild with lust. "Then take what you want," she whispered hoarsely, her fingers deftly unfastening your trousers. Her other hand cupped your erection, squeezing gently before beginning to stroke upwards in a firm, sensual motion.

Her hips bucked again, pushing herself closer to the sensations you were eliciting as her breath came faster and shallower. "Do you like how I touch you?" she asked between gritted teeth, arching into your touch even more as she felt the head of your cock brush against the sensitive folds of her sex.

Horna's nails dug roughly into the flesh of her own breasts as