What The Queen saw in The Hellwhore's mind was really the expected ideal. The handsome young eunuch was fanatically devoted  but instead of unthinking zeal he had a lot of pragmatism. His fanatical beliefs and devotion were contemplated and supported. He became a dickless sacred whore because it fulfilled his ultimate desire. He was no less a true believer and fanatic to The Queen and Andras's dick than someone like Phelps Deled was to the immaculate faith. Deled ignored reality to support his beliefs. The Hellwhore was far more enlightened and saw things for what they were. Yet it all just supported his beliefs even more. He joined for his own reasons and found fulfillment.<br/><br/>In fact The Hellwhore aimed higher with his task than he was told to. He was supposed to sleep with Dragonblood for several reasons but he was supposed to recruit male concubines from non-exalted nobility. Patritons sons, and young men regarded as being nothing but a worthless pawn to their dynastic family because they didn't exalt. Those disenfranchised men with no purpose might find being like The Hellwhore an alluring prospect.<br/><br/>The Hellwhore may have been upset to learn he was not truly unique as a completely castrated  whore, but if the realm custom was to cut their eunuchs before sexual maturity they would become akin to long limbed sexless women. The Hellwhore was very pretty and androgynous but still identifiably a young man. The whore's task wasn't the one The Queen's attention was focused on.<br/><br/>Within the Luxurious showers and baths The Queen was temporarily given she finally got to relax with her beloved mate, or mates as the case was quickly becoming. Andras talked about the instinct to mark his territory and how he suppressed the urge.  If Andras still had the perspective of the dominant Alpha Male that he used to, The Queen would have been upset with the thought. Since Andras embraced the true place of peak masculinity the urge couldn't have been to mark her as his property.<br/><br/>More likly it was about a message that he was the dick that was used by The Queen, and that the area his Queen laid was under his protection. Fine declarations for the male animal and ones Andras worked for and earned.<br/><br/>"I want to use you even when you're a sweaty man beast but you are right. I enjoy keeping my things clean, including you. You do already mark where you are the cock that matters. You are always hard and when I am around that dick is always dripping. The fresh juices mark you as always ready to be used or to take action. When we walked the chaotic streets of The Imperial City together even the greatest of fools could see who you were made to cum for."<br/><br/>Andras, the beast that he was, enjoyed The Queen's praise but he was as a man of action. Not fancy speeches. Using him for the alpha cock he was meant more than any speech. The Queen hoisted Andras's ridiculously gigantic cock in both her arms and rinsed it with buckets of warm water before getting a rough scrubrush, soaping it up and vigorously began to scrub the meat clean.  Some men would consider the action too rough and painful but it didn't even come close to breaking the skin. It was just an extreme sensation Andras and The Queen could enjoy as she appreciated her property. The Queen made sure the dick wasn't pointed at her as she was certian Andras was about to have his first of many orgasms that were needed to keep his junk from exploding.<br/><br/>Even in the midst of great pleasure Andras remained aware of His Queen. She noticed his bemused expression when she checked how well he did his jobs with the other man. Just a glance at the Solar's cock let The Queen know it was probably fully inspected. "It is clear that dick was a heavy investment, I would presume before it was enhanced that you already learned and accepted that your genitals do not belong to you in any way.  It is usually a very important lesson for any man I get close to. It's rather novel to encounter a man that had learned it long ago like my wolf. The dicks you both keep for me should give you something obvious to bond over.<br/><br/>Hopefully the two men grew close quickly but The Queen knew her Andras at least would love a 'bro' with a cock that served his Queen too. He never even had something that special with the brothers he thought he once had.<br/><br/>Andras would have certainly cum by then.  The Queen was holding his meat cannon. She wanted to feel it as the powerful load blasted through him. Andras, a man proud of being a great chick to be used. The first huge orgasm would release some of the blood pressure that threatened to make Andras's dick and sack tear themselves apart. The Queen really was impressed with how even with that pressure building and knowing what it meant, Andras was nothing but his usual relaxed and eager self. The size increase wasn't a separate effect from the time bomb in Andras's organs. So they would not shrink but they probably hung between his legs more comfortably.<br/><br/>"Prepare your ass. My only question is, do you want to be face up or face down?" The Queen asked with the excited smile that Andras had said he wanted to see. Either way the wolf was going to be rode hard while his Queen also played with his dick. Andras would probably be nearly delirious with pleasure, unsuitable for conversation. The Queen's mind existed as more than just a biological brain. She would be just as lost in pleasure physically, but able to converse with the man before her. The one chosen by her enemy, The Sun.<br/><br/>"When you explain your situation it becomes  obvious you had no option but to fight your false Mistress. The only other option was to debase both yourself and her in an act that would only bring you both further shame. I am the destined  Queen of Hell and Creation. Be mine and you will witness wonders that would drive lesser men mad. I am so confident you will beg to be mine that I will give you five days to try it before you must decide. Any time in the next five days, you may choose to offer yourself fully. If you do not, we will allow you to leave after 5 days."<br/><br/>The Solar's devotion was an important topic but he had said something so outrageous The Queen was inclined to believe he had misspoken. "You spoke of a vision you implied was given to you by Sol Invictus. One that included your exaltation, my mate, and myself. Bring your body to me and explain this. Perhaps you simply mispoke?"<br/><br/>The Unconquered Sun being aware his newly exalted Zenith would encounter The Queen wasn't much of a surprise. The idea that it mattered enough for him to agknowledge it was the problem. Why would the Zenith be there if he was warned about her? She might be proud to be threatening enough for The Sun to warn his chosen away from her but she knew she was no match for him.  She hadn't been concerned that she couldn't turn the solar to her side. Unless The Sun chose a lawgiver specifically because he would never submit to her.<br/><br/>Indeed, The Unconquered Sun would never knowingly risk one of his chosen becomming hers. Either the young slave misspoke about any sort of sign because she was still not something worth notice, or she just invited her enemy's tool to spend five days gathering information on her and giving her sincere promise to let him live and walk away.<br/><br/>"It must be a great honor to be chosen by the greatest of Gods. The Unconquered Sun stands almost equal with the great primordial creators. You should consider that he may have chose you to be mine. If not for our intervention you would likly be dead already."  The Queen was finding lies to feel filthy and beneath her. It was difficult to let a complete lie leave her mouth if it wasn't just harmless toying with her favorites. Instead she had become better at presenting truth in such a way that it supported a potentially false narrative. What she just said was entirely truthful and used a narrative so the Solar would arrive at the idea she wanted him  to. Either he is destined to be hers, ordained by Sol Invictus. Or The Sun didn't care enough to even ensure he would survive the day and thus doesn't deserve his reverence.