The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Coquette Blacquin]

She lets out a long breath. "I don't know," she admits, some of Cindy bleeding back into her voice. "Previously, when thwarted, she has gone so far as to... well, it is not unusual for her to rape me, though she usually has the consent of our husbands. Though she has been known to rape them as well, if she is angered enough. She will frequently beat, starve, or otherwise punish Bull for my defiance. She has beaten our husbands for defying her will, and should a male dare strike her it would be a miracle if even I could prevent her killing him. She once took away my ability to wear clothing as a punishment. She is a creative, vindictive person, who rarely stops with a single instance of pain or rape as punishment but instead seeks to teach lasting lessons. For the most part, I do what I can to protect those under my care, to redirect punishment onto me instead of them."

So saying, she pauses, then sighs. "We should go ahead with the plan as scheduled," she says abruptly, her voice a touch lower. "I will claim that I have been having threesomes and am unsure on the father. Should I become pregnant with a kitsune or a... whatever a wolf-blooded is, then I will likely be the one punished for being careless with my fertility. Since I will be pregnant, it will unfortunately be Bull who suffers the brunt of it. But I can keep her wrath fixated in my direction rather than letting it fall on Shisou. I think. I will do my best."

[Shisou]

Shisou stares in horror as Coquette runs down the list. "I... I th-th-thought I w-w-w-was the o-o-one w-w-w-w-orst o-o-o-off b-b-b-but... sh-she often ig-g-gnores m-m-me. I d-d-d-do n-n-not p-p-p-please h-h-her. I h-h-have b-b-b-b-een b-b-b-beat-en a-a-a-and m-m-m-my w-w-w-wishes i-i-g-nor-red b-b-b-but n-n-n-not l-l-l-l-like t-t-that."

[Zevran]

"If she were to die, what would become of you and your... harem?" Zevran asks, his tone having even less than mild interest. He might as well have been a stranger making polite smalltalk at a party they didn't want to be at with people they don't care about.

[The Iron Bull]

"Moody one is now Creepy One," Bull informs Coquette, still in Giantish. "Like him better though. Good thought he has."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Don't," she warns, in that low growl. "She has far more skill than you know, and she will murder any male who raises a hand to her. I cannot protect you if you honestly try to kill her and fail."

[Zevran]

"That is not an answer to the question I asked," Zevran notes, smiling faintly. 

[Coquette Blacquin]

"It is the answer you will receive," she growls, but then she relents somewhat. "I don't know. I've been declared legally incompetent. I would probably become a ward of the state, if such a thing exists in Alessa. I would lose the harem; Nox and Lux would never see the girls again. To keep your harem after the death of a spouse you have to be able to show you can care for them financially, and I bring in no income, even if I were allowed to work. Likely I would be sent back to my father in Glaley, if he still lives, and the girls put into an orphanage."

[Zevran]

And not a bit of that seems to affect me, I must find myself noting. "I see," he says out loud, adopting a slight frown. "Would not you or at least your daughters not inherit your cunt-wife's riches? I would not be surprised were you unable to lay claim to all or even half of it, given that much of her wealth is gained from assassinations, espionage. whoring and other such unsavory acts, but surely she must have some source of income that she can allow the other nobles to point at?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"After the third time I tried to kill her, she let me know that her business partners would inherit her businesses, not myself."

[Zevran]

"Such a loving wife and mother," he murmurs, a hint of honest distaste in his voice. Still, he seems to be dropping that line of inquiry so at least she's convinced him about the matter. Probably.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"There are rituals," she says, after a moment. "Things that can be done to ensure the race of the child..."

[Zevran]

Zevran nods, voice bright as he chimes in, "oh yes, those are very effective. Mostly at causing miscarriages or aberrations granted, but they almost always have an effect. A significant one even."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Coquette flinches, and her face shuts down, goes flinty and hard. "That's my risk to take."

[Zevran]

"Seems like it would also be a risk to the child, assuming it makes it that far," Zevran counters. "Also... what would happen to your harem and..." he gestures at Bull, "your personal servants were you to die because some twisted abomination melted it's way through your stomach? Or sent tendrils throughout your body to turn you into an undead meat suit? Rotted inside you to become semi-living sludge that altered your sweat to be addictive in order to create mindless thralls?" He smiles brightly. "Entirely random examples of course, I'm sure the odds of those exact things happening to you are astronomical."

[The Iron Bull]

"What the fuck is your life even?" Bull demands, eyes wide and hand gripping Vicky's haft.