A Kingdom Defeated (Rape rp)

[MasterZero]

Hunter was silent as his wounds were healed. He would wait for an hour, maybe one and half, before suddenly walking out of his room, and going back to the battle field. He found the heads of Cassandra, and her lover, impaled by spikes and disgraced. he pulled them out of the weapons, and threw them on to the fire, burning them. He then recited a prayer, not of Saxon nature, but a more diverse one. "May they rest in peace," he whispered as the flames burned their remains. They deserved not to be disgraced.

And if anyone thought bad of him for this action, he would punish them severely.

As the years moved by, Hunter heard of the new Champion and hated the thought. Alexander was like a brother, an ally, and friend. He trusted the old Champion, but this one....He would have a hard time accepting him.

Neko went with her Papa, not caring about her bed, or clothes. She just needed her Papa. He was her bed, her life, her warmth, her world. She would never leave him.

Despite what he believed, Hunter never abandoned his friend. He would visit on a regular basis, and if anyone spoke bad about the mighty warrior, and friend, he would be quick to put them in their place. He would donate fractions of his great riches to his friend, and tried to give Alexander the best life he could take.

With Grace no longer with him, he was fine with a common, ordinary room and bed, keeping the rest of his vast wealth hidden, just in case of emergencies. He saw no point in taking a new sex slave. His heart was with Grace, and he would never find a replacement for her.

One day, he would find all the remaining Angelo slaves at his home, and remembered Grace. He would soon treat them as best he could treat his slaves, ensuring they were in health, fileld with good food, and comfortable as they acted as his maids and servants. When asked why he did this, the answer would vary. If a slave asked, he would say, "I made a promise." If a fellow Saxon asked, he would say, "They are my slaves, and I will do what I please with them."

He also tried to give Alexander a place as a Strategist, and would fight hard for his friend. He argued that Alexander still had a cunning mind, and shouldn't matter what race he was. His mind was strong, and that was what counted.

Serenity was continued to be treated well, and with love by her Master. The powerful warlock used her as both a lover, and assistant. When she gave birth to their child, he would name him Dante Alexander Blade, in honor of the former champion.

Alex's daughter, Amy, was protected and cared for, as Hunter tried his best to keep her safe. He stayed with her always, and tried to teach her not just war, but history. He was kind to her, and loving as well. He was all he had from Grace. His only piece of her left. He would make sure she was happy, and safe. Still though, he was always with her as she grew, or atleast tried to be, making sure no man or woman tried to take advantage of her.

Finally, Alexander, Axle, Serenity, and Neko would find invitations from Hunter. They followed the map, and came upon a large wreck of a castle. It was mostly rubble, and the area around it was barren. They would find Hunter, with Amy in a wickerbasket on the side, who stood in front of a amazing sight.

He had made a large statue of Grace, and had done his best to match her beauty in stone. It was then the Saxon warriors would recognize this place as the Angelo castle, or rather what remained of it.

May All Angelos Find Peace In Their Afterlife the plaque on the bottom of the statue said, in gold. Hunter stood before it, before falling to his knees, and tears falling from his eyes. "I will always love you, Grace," he whispered, before letting out a mighty roar of anger, sorrow, and pain.