It wasn't really much of a choice. Well, it was, but it was damn lousy. This vampire clearly had power enough to make Ty's own spells look like card tricks, and Ty had a hunch that all those soldiers decked out in full suits of armor weren't decorative. Besides, he was teleported in by the kitsune. He had no idea where the exits were, and wasn't a fan of the idea of wandering around while on the run from a huge vampire and his countless minions.
Besides, was submitting in this situation really all that bad of a choice? As Ty gazed up at the imposing lord, he realized he was beginning to think it wasn't so bad. Tall, dark, handsome, and very male... Ty's new pussy clenched and dampened considerably, and heat rushed through him as he gazed up at the vampire. He felt himself biting his lip and grinding his thighs together, though neither was really a conscious decision.
"Good boy. Now, walk with me." The vampire rose to his feet and off of his throne. He swept his cloak around him as he abruptly began striding across the room, towards a far door. The two guardsmen who had stood by him moved to stand at his side, continuing to hold their huge pikes with rigid discipline. Their movements were all robotic and in perfect synchrony, but now that Ty had witnessed the vampire's power firsthand, he had no idea whether the suits of armor were controlled by enthralled men, by spirits, or by some other kind of horror. Regardless, Ty followed his instructions. He rose to his feet and trailed after the lord, head ducked in subservience.
The vampire lord- Raunr, Ty remembered- strode across the castle with a sense of purpose. Ty only idly took in the sights, but it was all the same: cold, dusty stone in every direction, with a few eroded banners, empty braziers, and muddy stained-glass windows. The whole castle felt dead, even with at least a few people living it and maintaining it.
As they spoke, Raunr spoke, though he never looked back at Ty. Rather, he just called it over his shoulder, while continuing to walk forward. "So you met Osato, the kitsune. A loyal bodyguard, certainly...but a real pain in the ass. From what I understand, I'm sure you know." The lord chuckled deeply to himself, but he seemed to lack any real joy. "He'll send an adventurer in every few months. Part of some trickster 'deal', if I understand. You poor things agree to be transformed into some gender, shape, or animal who will supposedly please me, he fucks you like a common whore, and you're sent into my castle." The vampire lord turned a corner curtly with another swish of his cape, and Ty struggled to follow behind with his shorter strides. "I have most of you poor things imprisoned," Raunr continued, without missing a beat. "You don't last long. Sometimes I'll give you to one of my loyal servants for their amusement or satisfaction."
"But not you. See, I've been considering what I want in life." His tone fell deeper and heavier, and Ty ducked his head at the intensity of his words. "I'm powerful. Nigh-indestructible. Yet, I lack the power to conquer the countryside, as I believe is my true destiny. But with a second vampire, of my own blood, loyal to me above all else... Those aspirations could be within my grasp." Raunr turned around abruptly to face Ty, while they still stood in the middle of the hallway. His red eyes took on a new fantastic intensity, and his fangs seemed to have grown even larger. The sight of such a ferocious face send tingles down the mage's spine, so he lowered his eyes to the lord's boots. "I know Osato gave you a cunt. It's his favorite move. And, if I read this correctly, he didn't have a chance to fuck it, either."
Raunr flashed his teeth even wider in an almost sadistic grin. One of his hands slipped beneath his cloak, and Ty glimpsed the sight of a sword grip. Apparently, Raunr was armed...not that it mattered. "So I'm going to make you my bride. See, no female vampire can bear children, so I require your aid. You're the perfect candidate- virgin, cute enough, and weak enough that I know you won't cause me trouble. I suppose you'll need a new name...perhaps Natalya? Lya, for short?" Raunr didn't take care to notice the shocked expression on Ty's face, or notice the way that the young mage's heart sunk in his chest. "You'll bear me a son. Then, I'll convert you to a vampire. It wouldn't do well for this land's new king to have a dead wife, now would it? Oh, you'll be taken care of, at least as long as you remain useful." Those dark red eyes bored into Ty's skull, sending him into uncomfortable shivers once more. "Understood?"