The Queen had some servants draw a bath for her. She called Ozymandias to join her in her very large and luxurious basin. It had been a while since Andras left. The Queen mostly occupied her time with gestating her children. Just one high end son took her months and it was likly Andras would return before she had finished any of them.<br/><br/>"We have heard whispers of your brother being seen within Malfeas. He likely uses the key we gave him to stalk something elusive, but perhaps he hunts something here all along. We are content to let him do this all on his own. We point him at a goal and he reaches it."<br/><br/>The Queen swam toward Ozymandias and their wet naked bodies met. She played with the golden rings that pierced his flesh in many places. "We see others enjoy looking upon you. They desire you, they wish to worship you with their tongue, they want to be the ones who make this cock erupt. You cannot fight like your brother. If another tried to claim his body he would react immediately with violence. He could be milked by anyone yet the one between your legs wouldn't even respond without us willing it. It that correct?"  The Queen already knew the answer. She was being intimate.<br/><br/>"Much is happening across creation and beyond. The crater left in the Empress's absence has emboldened many powerful beings to attempt to turn the circumstances to their advantage. We cannot allow them to reinforce themselves. Your skill with a pen could hobble cities without you ever leaving our bed and thus we have a task for you."<br/><br/>The Queen's crimson lips smiled in her sardonic way. "The Vizirs are one of the greatest threats to our sovereignty. The Dynasts would have never grown so great without them. Yet their nature and location makes it very difficult to actually hurt them.<br/><br/>Six Grains of Pomegranate has a small campaign of bureaucratic imbroglio against them with the help of The Seal of Cyceline. You are far more capable than he is. The city of Thorns has appeared again as if from nowhere. It will attact the maiden's chosen. Have it surveyed, observed. When they reveal themselves we will haunt their dreams and their prayers. A dead Sidereal takes decades to even begin to replace. A corrupted Sidereal can never be replaced. With their small numbers even assimilating one is a wound that lasts 1000 years."<br/><br/>The Queen's knowledge of her past life provided her with an understanding of the nature of exaltation known to very few. Dominating creation would be a far easier task without the continous issue of the celestial realm. She couldn't attack them directly because she had an advantage in still being relatively unknown.<br/><br/>The Queen allowed Demaj to milk The Grieving Father thoroughly but she forbid his bounty from being harvested.  That was a treat for her Andras to do. Especially after Mara declades his technique to be perfect. The Queen psychically called The Grieving Father to her.  She mostly wished to tease him for the huge meat between his legs but there was also something for him to do.<br/><br/>"Join us." The Queen said. She wasted no time in moving away from Ozymandias and to The Grieving Father. First she caressed his chest before aggressively grabbing his meat and potatoes.<br/><br/>"Does that feel good? We hope these things are providing Demaj with plenty of high quality cream. This dick has fathered many powerful enemies to The Hive."  The Queen said. The Grieving Father wasn't of the same mindset as Hellwhore. The young Hellwhore revered and was dependent on being a eunuch. The Grieving Father seemed more about making his man parts pay for their sins and devition to his Queen.<br/><br/>"The Blessed Phylactery Womb has been allowed to direct the fate of an exhaltation. This could be played to our advantage if we can direct her to do what we want. You two could visit her, show yourselves as the comfort fantasies of handsome young father figures. We get her to exult one of our hive. We wonder what would happen if The Omen and Brother were exalted. Is their bond robust enough to share one? Provide her with the pretense care. Ozymandias, The Omen and The Brother are your sons. Gain her sympathy for The Omen and Brother with how much they need power to coexist happily in a body they must share. If we cannot direct it exactly than we might get one of the human boys at the dojo chosen, or we will find the choice and assimilate them first. If all that fails then try to get one of the Teodozja who revere us to be the exalt's cojugator. The new exalt won't be under our control yet they will be predisposed to favor us. We would prefer to take things from our enemies yet the treasures of hell suit us fine."<br/><br/>The Queen held The Grieving Father by the balls. "Speaking of treasures. . . How is it that are these jewels so full even when you have been milked recently?  We are not removing them until Andras returns to harvest everything himself. Andras will enjoy it and he does the best job."<br/><br/>The Queen Who Flies on Wings of Rapture Torn from Stars was upset to hear an Infernal had been killed. Specifically that the solar who killed the infernal now knew a great deal more about killing Infernals than he used to. Knowledge could build and spread like a disease. It could eventually be used against her. The Queen's power was not unlimited, until it was she still felt vulnerable.<br/><br/>The Grieving Father was handsome, useful, experienced.  He wasn't her favorite creation. Perhaps it was subtle resentment for his past or perhaps she preferred Demaj. It didn't matter. Everyone was a tool while some might be particularly valued tools.<br/><br/>She returned to Ozymandias, pushing him to sit down then sitting on his lap. Her mates cock pressed between his abdomen and the outside of her juicy thighs. "Your son grows within us. Circumstances have made Andras very close with one set of twins. We are particularly close with an other. We believe you will be very much taken by this one. He will be seductive like you, a weapon powerful people will use on themselves. He is even a special surprise for your brother."<br/><br/>"Leave us" The Queen commanded The Grieving Father. To Ozymandias she decided to reveal a twist she intended to evoke. "We are confident that your brother will be the champion of the cock fight. We are so sure of it that we designed the final two matches to specifically test him. Mara, will turn his own virility against him. Immense mind clouding pleasure that he will have to fight through or succumb. If he fails there it will be because his dick is more eager than it is loyal. The final fight is not a fight at all. The son I spoke of is meant to act as our avatar. He is a lesser version of us. If Andras fights him at all he will certainly win, at the cost of showing he is willing to harm us. If he surrenders then he is devoted but not obedient. It is far more amusing this way. Don't you agree?"<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>(Assuming no huge plot events occur, just advance things to Andras's return)<br/><br/><br/>1. (Birthing Aesthema Daeva)<br/>Genisis Ratings 12<br/>Dice Pool 6 (Cha) + 6 (Genisis) +4 (Factory Cathedral) + 12 (Excellency)<br/>14 Successes (Deterministic Orb), Difficulty 6.<br/>8 successes every 2.8 days 120 cumulative successes needed.<br/><br/>42 Days pass.<br/><br/>2. The Queen assigned two tasks to Ozymandias. The one with Lilun, and another using written attacks with his Linguistic arms to infiltrate the newly arisin Thorns in order to find ways to more use those same charms against Sidereals later. The Hive previously (before The Queen ascended) used the creation ruling mandate to spread itself. Unless something interfered the hive has gone from 2 to 3 in size.  With that task done Ozymandias may command the organization to act in aiding his tasks.