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Dominions	By : kalika13 Category: +S to Z > Seimaden Views: 1424 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Seimaden, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Seimaden AU - Dominions
Author: Kalika
Summary: Tetius, a servant in Lord Marion’s palace, is ordered to wait on Lord Zadei during his visit.
Warning Codes: Yaoi, Abuse, AU, H/C, N/C, Language
Author’s Note: For the remainder of the story there will be lemons, non-con scenes, and occasional offensive language. There will also be an increase in number of original characters, as I have run out of You Higuri’s characters that fit the positions I have in mind.
Chapter Note: This chapter has a lot of world information in it. There was a lot of info that I needed to convey and, after realizing how close I was getting to the end of this story, I tried to compress it all so that it didn’t take forever to read. I promise the next chapter will be more exciting.
Pairings: Zadei/Tetius Various/Tetius
Disclaimer: Seimaden characters owned by You Higuri. I wrote this simply for my own entertainment.

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Chapter 14

Zadei woke to find himself staring up at the ceiling of his royal chambers. He felt weak. It was an effort just to turn his head to the side. He remembered what had happened, but was still hoping to find Tetius asleep beside him on the bed.

His hopes were dashed when he not only saw the empty sheets beside him, but also the form of his oldest friend sitting beside the bed. General Gerumu was watching him closely as if he had been waiting for him to wake.

“Where…?” Zadei was surprised by how hard it was too speak. The effort it took just to form that one word was staggering.

Gerumu frowned, looking unhappy. “You have been unconscious for two weeks now. The wound that you received was poisoning your aura. It took all of our healers to negate the effects. If my men had not been able to break through your chamber door when they did you may have died before we could get you help.”

Zadei was only half listening as his friend spoke. He was alive, who cared how it had come about. What he wanted to know was what had happened to his angel. Unfortunately, he did not have the strength to voice the question. Thankfully, the general seemed to know what he had wanted to ask.

“We have been unable to locate Lord Tetius. And with no witnesses to the event there was little that we could do. The person who attacked you produced a strange energy field. It allowed us to realize that you were in need of assistance, but we were not able to even determine which elemental force influenced their powers. With out that it is impossible for us to find them.”

Zadei felt angry as he remembered the attack. The tears that had trailed down his lover’s face. Those small hands pressed against his wounded chest. And how Tetius had handed himself over to that sadistic bastard, Koloss, in order to save Zadei’s life.

“Can you tell me who attacked you, my Lord? If we know that then we can begin to search for Lord Tetius.”

Zadei nodded and tried to muster his strength as Gerumu leaned down to try and hear him better. The emperor barely manage to whisper Koloss’ name before passing out once more.

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Zadei awoke to find himself alone. He felt stronger, but still very frail. It took a lot of effort, but he was eventually able to force himself into a sitting position. Feeling heartened by his success, he slide his legs over the edge of the mattress and tried to rise.

His legs were unable to support his weight and he crashed to the floor. With a furious snarl Zadei slammed his fists against the ground. How the hell am I going to rescue Tetius if I cannot even stand on my own? Swearing viciously, Zadei struggled to his feet. He used the bedside table to support himself.

The door opened and General Gerumu entered. “My Lord, you are still recovering, the healers have been working on you every day since the attack. You must rest.”

Zadei growled at his friend and tried to take a step forwards. His legs gave out once more, but Gerumu caught him before he could hit the ground. His friend guided him back onto the bed and helped him to sit.

“My Lord, just rest. My men are ready to move out, but if we are going to be entering the Fire Realm we require an official order from our Emperor.”

Zadei nodded his understanding.

“How long?” His tongue felt thick and heavy in his mouth. It was still difficult for him to speak.

“It has been three days since you last woke, my Lord.”

Zadei didn’t like the sound of that. Three more days that Tetius had been in that monster’s hands. Who knew what horrible things his angel had already suffered. Trying to stand once more, Zadei found himself being stopped by his friend.

“Gerumu, let me up. I have to find Tetius.”

“My Lord, you are not strong enough. The wound from you attack has barely even begun to heal. The healers did their best, but…”

“I am going with you, Gerumu.”

The general looked as if he were about to speak, but closed his mouth with a sigh. He had learned over the years that Zadei always got what he wanted. There was no point in arguing because he would never win.

“If that is your wish, my Lord.”

“Why do you keep calling me that? You only use those damned formalities when there are others around.”

Gerumu actually managed to look embarrassed, as he scratched at his head. “Sorry, Zadei. You’ve just seemed so dedicated to your job lately. It was more like you were a real emperor.” He continued ignoring the nasty glare that Zadei shot him for that comment. “I guess Tetius’ influence has been good for you. But it will take us longer to get where we are going if we have to take you with us in a carriage.”

“No carriage. I’ll ride a horse. You can strap me onto it if you have to, but I want to get there as soon as possible. I won’t leave Tetius in that bastard’s hands longer than necessary.”

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Tetius glanced at his surroundings feeling depressed. He had never thought that he would miss the dungeon. It was dark, and depressing, but at least there he could speak with Karina and Dern, the guard who had carried him back here after that first day. But all of that had changed after the first two weeks.

Now he was stuck here. In this monstrosity of a gilded bird cage. There was even a perch and a small hammock-like swing. If Tetius hadn’t been preoccupied by his worry that Koloss would be coming back any moment he would have taken the time to be insulted. It was degrading, being locked up in a cage in Koloss’ private quarters.

Tetius’ robe had been taken, and the metal floor and walls of the cage were freezing despite the heat of the palace. Though he hated to do it, it made him feel like a whore begin put on show, Tetius had taken to sitting on the swing with his wings wrapped around his body and under his legs. At least then he could keep his poor feet from going numb on the metal below.

Currently the winged man swung idly back and forth, as he remembered his first view of the awful cage early in the day. He had been brought into Koloss’ chambers, Dern had been guiding him, only to see that horrible thing sitting in the center of the main room. He could almost have called it beautiful, silver bars with delicate designs carved onto them, if it weren’t for the fact that it was nothing more than a prison.

Dern had told him that Koloss was currently busy with a meeting, but he had ordered that Tetius be waiting for him when he was finished. With a apologetic smile, Dern had opened the cage and motioned for Tetius to enter.

Tetius had felt a brief panic. It didn’t matter how large the cage was, or the fact that it was open to the air on all sides, the thought of actually climbing into the cage seemed to make this so final. Almost as if, once he was inside, he would never be able to leave.

Dern had taken hold of Tetius’ arm by that point and had given him a searching look. The man was obviously concerned. Shaking off his fear, Tetius had given Dern what he hoped was a brave smile, and stepped into the cage. Resisting would only have ended up getting the guard in trouble.

The man was very pleasant to be around. When Tetius had been trapped down in the dungeon, Dern had been kind enough to keep him company. The guard was entertaining and kind. Tetius was glad to have meet him.

Dern had stayed for as long as he dared, to keep the pale man company. The guard was very entertaining, and Tetius liked to listen to his stories of the former King of the Fire Realm. He also like to speak about his family, who he had not seen since Lord Koloss had taken over.

The King was dreadfully paranoid, no one from within the palace was allowed off of the grounds, and no one from outside was allowed in. Tetius felt badly for Dern. The man spoke quiet frequently about his wife, who lived in a nearby village, and about his son had just turned ten the week before.

Unfortunately, with no way to know when Koloss would be coming back, Tetius had insisted that Dern leave. He didn’t want his friend to be punished because of him. Tetius had slipped off his robe and handed it through the bars, concealing as much of his body as he could with his wings. It would only make the King angry if he insisted on holding onto the garment.

After wandering the cage fitfully for a few hours, it was getting close to nightfall, Tetius had lost all feeling in his feet and had hopped up onto the swing to allow them to warm. Which was why he was currently swinging back and forth, eyes closed, and hair fluttering lightly in the air.

“Beautiful”

Tetius jumped sharply at the cold voice, slipping forwards off of his seat. He thudded painfully to the ground and raised his head. Lord Koloss was leaning against the bars of the cage. He held the same key that Dern had carried, but made no move to open the cage door.

Tetius realized, with some embarrassment, that he must have fallen asleep. Lord Koloss could be very quiet when he wanted, but the ornate doors of his chambers were heavy and quite loud. He wondered, to himself, how long the man had been standing there watching him. That thought caused an uncomfortable blush. Despite the fact that his wings hid most of his body from view, he still felt incredibly exposed under those predatory eyes.

Curling his legs up, Tetius sat in the center on the cage, ignoring the cold that seeped through his wings and chilled his backside. The slight smirk on Koloss face told him that the man was in one of his rare good moods. Not that it really mattered. Either way Tetius was going to suffer. But at least the King was generally inclined to forego any serious torture unless his mood was particularly foul.

Surprisingly, Lord Koloss was simply watching his pale figure as he sat. Tetius was confused. It wasn’t uncommon for the King to have Tetius stand, so that he could let his eyes roam freely, but this was strange. The man wasn’t ordering him to get up off of the floor, he was simply regarding Tetius calmly.

The cold, that had spread quickly through his pale body, was urging Tetius to stand. He considered it briefly, but decided to stay where he was. There was no reason to expose himself if he was not being forced. Tetius would rather stay on the freezing ground than give Koloss what he wanted. It wasn’t much longer before Koloss began to speak, though to Tetius’ surprise, he did not issue any orders.

“Do you like your new home, little bird? It seems to fit you quite well.” Koloss slid his hand along the bars, turning to regard the metal with an appraising eye. “I had this cage built months ago. You remember that young boy I told you about? The one with the brown wings?”

Tetius nodded slightly. It made his sick just thinking about it. That poor young man had not deserved to die in such a cruel manner.

“After I found that boy, I knew that it was only a matter of time until another of your kind fell into my grasp.” The king turned so that he was staring at Tetius once more. “And just look at my luck. A beautiful bird, white as a dove, falls right into my lap. I’m amazed by my luck. The Thrones haven’t been seen in our lands for centuries, but now I have one for my own. I plan to do so much with your powers.”

Tetius was shocked. Thrones? I’ve never even heard of that before. It was never mentioned in any of the books I read in Lord Marion’s library. Are they a people? Are they my people? He couldn’t help it, he was too excited. Did Koloss know what he was? Where he was from? Before he could stop himself, he was speaking. “Thrones? Who are the Thrones?”

Koloss’ hand clenched on the bars, and Tetius flinched. For a few moments nothing happened, and then the King’s hand relaxed. He isn’t going to punish me? Tetius was so distracted by that fact, he actually jumped when the King began to speak.

“I’m not surprised that you do not know of this. I wouldn’t expect any palace whore to have intimate knowledge of this world’s history. Very few people know much beyond the last few decades. Perhaps I should give you a lesson.”

The man began to wander around the cage, trailing his hand along the bars as he spoke. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. “I’ll start at the beginning I guess. An uneducated slave like you probably doesn’t know anything.”

Tetius resisted the urge to snort in anger, as he wrapped his arms tighter around himself. This man had no respect for anyone’s intelligence. It was no wonder that he didn’t even realize how much his own people loathed him.

“My people are called the Dominions₁. Our lands are divided up into five elemental realms. Each realm is ruled by one strong individual, who has a strong magical power, sometimes two. Every dominion has power, to some degree. Most are very weak, but there are some who have impressive abilities.

“A dominion’s heritage determines their abilities. If ones parents happen to be from the Wind Realm, then ones powers would be related to the wind element. If the parents are from two different elements, their power could take the form of either element, or possibly both. Of course, healers are different. The healing ability is completely unrelated to the elemental forces that govern our lands. No one has ever managed to determine where those powers come from.

“Now the current rulers of the realms are as follows. King Charon, of the Wind Realm, has powerful control over the wind. My spies have reported that he can create Tornados on a whim. He has a younger sister, Iria, but she is little threat, with no powers that my people can identify.

“Emperor Marion you know quite intimately. He has two powers, manipulation of and the ability to freeze water. This is due to his split heritage. His mother was an Ice citizen, and his father is from the Water Realm. He has ruled for the past 7 years and has never had anyone try to unseat him.

“Lord Laures, the ruler of the earth realm, has a solid earth heritage. He took control of the Earth Realm when he was 16 and has crushed every attempted unseating. Surprisingly, he has taken a human woman as his wife. My sources tell me that she was captured in a raid five years ago, and now resides in the Earth Palace.

“Emperor Zadei, of course, was the ruler of the Ice Realm. I’m not certain what they will do now that they have lost their leader, but I foresee little resistance to my future plans. Especially, with you by my side. I plan to use your powers to my advantage. No one in the five Realms will be able to resist my strength. ”

Tetius had flinched as Koloss said his lover’s name. He could feel tears prickling at his eyes and buried his face in his arms. He couldn’t break down now. Distantly he could hear Koloss speaking, the humans seemed to be his current topic. Sniffling weakly, he wiped his eyes on pale arms. Tetius still wanted to hear about the Thrones so he pushed his sorrow aside, and focused on Koloss’ lecture once more.

“Now, in case you were wondering, I’m not just keeping you around for my own pleasure. Though I do enjoy our activities. You are a very important part of my plans.

“The Thrones are an ancient people who have not been seen in centuries. They are a winged people, with extraordinary powers. There was a war just before they disappeared. It is never spoken of. In fact I doubt that even those who know of the Thrones’ existence know anything of that war. But there was one more race. Even I do not know what they were truly called, but the Thrones referred to them as the Fallen. Their powers were on par with the Thrones’ and the two races were never able to get along. In order to end the war, the Fallen were sealed away by the most powerful sorcerers that the Thrones had to offer. The Fallen were able to cast one last spell before they were locked away. It was a curse, to limit the Thrones abilities to reproduce. The Fallen wanted to weaken their enemies while they bided their time for their eventual escape. But none of that if important at the moment.”

Koloss turned back to face Tetius. There was an excited gleam in his eyes, but his stance was almost wavering. It was as if he were too tired to keep his balance. “You are so important to me, little bird. I will use your powers to expand my control in this world, and you will help me.”

Tetius kept his head down as his body began to tremble. What was going to happen when Koloss found out that he had no powers? He had never even had a hint of power. Lord Marion had been able to control amazing magic. Even Zadei had had that impressive aura. Tetius had nothing at all.

Thinking of Zadei again threatened to reawaken his tears. He curled his body as tightly as possible, waiting for the sounds that would indicate that Koloss was entering the cage. When they didn’t come, Tetius raised his eyes.

King Koloss wasn’t there anymore. Tetius looked around in surprise. The man wasn’t even in the room. Not certain what was going on, Tetius uncurled and got to his feet. He scanned the room once more, waiting for Koloss to reappear. It was possible that he had gone through one of the three doors, either to his bedroom, his study, or the library.

The pale man slowly counted to six thousand in his mind. When the king didn’t come back, Tetius crawled into the swing once more. He curled himself into a loose ball and slowly drifted off to sleep.

xxx

TBC

1 - I am not a theology major, so forgive me if my information is not entirely accurate. Dominions and Thrones are types of angels. I chose those names simply because of their pre established levels of power( it was easier than making up my own).

Humans are the lowest, of course. Dominions are a rather high ranking level of angel. Thrones are even higher, and the highest are the Seraphim.

So the reason why this story is called “Dominions” is because it takes place primarily in the Dominions part of the world.
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