Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

With no sleeves covering her arms, they were shown off in all their smooth-skinned glory. Not the slightest bit of a blemish and it even gave off a luminous glow that Evian could only describe as divine.

"Grr, I hate it when she does that," Zayda muttered and at first Evian was confused before he realized he wasn\'t looking at Astrid of his own free will… Not exactly at least.

She had his attention but the way everyone had looked up towards her as one was not natural. It was like they had been \'compelled\' to look. He cast his eyes around and the vein popping in the neck of a few of the standing ladies as they tried their hardest to look away from perfection proved this hypothesis as true.

Evian\'s eyes returned to the Golden Child.

Astrid Renan appeared so engrossed with the view beyond the Verlice Kingdom\'s borders that she did not seem to realize that she had the attention of everyone on the Battlements. It was as though the compelling had been unconscious, but once she realized, she twitched slightly, gracefully, and looked over, freeing everyone from her hold.

Now that nothing was forcing them to look, women looked away but men continued to stare.

*Gasps*

Gryon and Gillett let out gasps as one. Gryon\'s reaction was expected but Gillert had usually shown a more subdued reaction to beauty in general and that composure just cracked for the first time... Ever.

Evian didn\'t blame him.

It took all of his cultivated Carnal self-control from experience to not join them in letting out a gasp.

Beautiful, did not cut it for description.

Angelic was not enough.

Godly was closer but lacked the required edge to truly describe Astrid Renan\'s looks.

She had inherited every good, wonderful, sexy aspect of her Mother\'s looks and had improved upon it to a degree that was frankly impossible. At least, it should have been.

Her cleavage was covered by her dress but tight as it was, it showed off the bountiful size that competed with the mass of flesh that currently sat atop her mother\'s chest.

With a slim waist and a wide hips combination that would make even the most devout monk salivate, Astrid Renan dripped with a sexual appeal of a kind Evian had never before seen. It was why he believed \'godly\' did not quite match her description. Such a term was too \'pure\' for the feelings her looks were invoking.

No goddess could be this sexy and still tag themself as \'pure\'. This Sexual appeal was demonic- Devilish. Utterly seductive and seeking to destroy any ounce of self-control any man, or woman for that matter could dream of having.

Astrid glowed with divinity when every other part of her body whispered debauched seduction.

Her eyes, piercing blue, roamed until they fell on Zayda\'s Squad but even as the Squad commander glared at Astrid with animosity born of Competition, the Golden Child ignored her and instead looked at Evian. Her lips were pursed, not in a smile and not in a frown. It was difficult, no, impossible to know what she was thinking.

Evian felt unnerved.

For the first time since he had been in this world, He felt nervous at the sight of a girl.

It was like he was back in his virgin days at High school all over again.

He blinked and suddenly Astrid was no longer standing where she had been. Instead, she was a foot away from the Squad, her movement instantaneous.

"Did... Did she just fly?" Ember asked from beside Evian.

Evian said nothing. He had not seen anything to suggest such but he could not deny the possibility.

"Zayda," Astrid said gently, "You came."

Zayda took a deep breath and gave a small bow. Competition aside, Astrid was her superior at the moment,

"You called," she answered quietly.

Everyone in the Squad bowed along with Zayda and eyeing them all, Astrid nodded contentedly before glancing at one of the experts at the Battlement,

"Dame Zayda Vi\'thar will henceforth be conferred as a Captain of the combined forces. Assign her and her Squad to where they will lead and serve."

The Expert bowed,

"As you wish, Commander."

Zayda stood straight, stared at Astrid, and for a second, Evian expected her to speak but eventually, she let out a sigh before gesturing at the Expert to lead the way.

Evian made to follow when a call caused him to stop and become rooted to the spot,

"No," Astrid said with her voice ringing musically and backed with authority and dignity that Evian \'dared\' not disobey, "Not you. Knight Stygian, I need you to stay.

Let\'s have a talk shall we?"

The Squad\'s reaction to this was mixed but there was a common theme of concern and Evian understood why.

For the first time since they had laid eyes on Astrid Renan in her almost-divine glory, her lips finally went from pursed and neutral to smiling. It was a small smile but it oozed with wicked intentions.

That smile spoke of nefarious intentions that many interpreted as the Golden Child coming up with at least a hundred different ways to cut up the man in front of her. It was an expression they had seen her give enemies and the memory of what followed caused a few of the Experts on the Battlement to shiver.

*Ba-dum* *Ba-dum* *Ba-dum* …

Evian\'s heart was beating so fast that it ached but he tempered that feeling and whatever emotion it was causing and smiled as naturally and respectfully as he possibly could,

"Lady Astrid, I- I\'m not sure what it is we have to speak about," he said.

Ordinarily, Evian would have jumped at this chance regardless of what sort of smile Astrid was sporting but, he could not help but wish to get as far away from Astrid as he could for now.

She was dangerous.

Compared to her, Frida, on first meeting, was a purring cat.

"Oh, I\'m sure I\'ll think of a few topics. Stay!" Astrid said and she took one step forward.

*Ba-dum* *Ba-dum* *Ba-dum* …

She had gotten closer to him and Evian\'s heart beat even faster, causing blood to rush through his body to the point where he worried his face might be getting flushed. An embarrassing situation he hurried to rectify with Eldritch energy.

However, something strange happened while he tried to circulate his Eldritch energy all over the inside of his body; He found that it was reacting to something and becoming more volatile- much more difficult to control.

\'What-?\' he started, at first confused, only to realize what had caused the situation.

It was the wickedly smiling goddess standing before him.

He remembered this seeming lack of control once before. It was when Lordess Frida had placed her hand on his body and used \'Purity\' to drive out his Eldritch energy but the fact that Astrid had caused a similar reaction without touching him and seemingly without even trying, was a testament to the danger Evian\'s instincts kept warning him about.

"Your silence is compliance," Astrid said suddenly, and with a flick of her wrist, she tossed a device onto the ground between Evian and herself.

*Snap*

She snapped her fingers together sharply and Spiritual energy, thrumming with innate goodness charged into the device and unleashed a force that warped the space around them, creating a barrier that blocked out any eavesdropping ears.

"In here, no one will be able to listen to our conversation. They won\'t be able to intrude on this Family meeting of ours," Astrid said still with her wicked smile.

"Family-?" Evian mumbled still comprehending the realization that he had just become trapped with a being that possessed the power to kill him with hardly a strain of effort.

"Well, of course. We\'re family now, are we not? Oh, and I have been so unfilial to not even greet you properly…"

Astrid\'s smile turned into a grin that showed a good bit of her perfect teeth, her canines appearing especially sharp as she stretched her hand and summoned her sword from her Spatial ring while keeping intense eye contact with Evian\'s grey orbs,

"… Hello, Daddy."