Suikoden V - Alpha Prince

The green dragon-horse, the flyer in Lyon’s hand named it Halberd, was finally making a break for the finish line. Water soared into the air as it charged around the red it had been drafting off for the past hundred meters or so.

Roy was off the stone bench in a heart beat, hooting and hollering with incredible enthusiasm.

She stood and pressed herself up against him very conscious that this wasn’t her Prince but she had to maintain the appearance that he was. Leaning in close she whispered, “Roy! This isn’t how the Prince would act! Sit down.” Her hand slid along his back and jerked him back down.

The boy shot her an annoyed look, “What?! I can’t cheer for my horse? I knew the guy was a stiff but that’s crazy!”

They were sitting on the stone bleachers that ran along the inside the long outer wall of Ceras Lake Castle. With the level of water on either side it seemed to be only a three meter high partition between the rest of the lake and the sizeable pool of water surrounding the main structure of the castle. However, the beavers had confirmed that the walls were truly gigantic, going all the way to the bottom of the lake ten stories at least. The castle must have truly been a sight when completely un-submerged.

“He’s not a stiff. And he does cheer just not like that…he’s more subdued…try clapping and smiling softly…” From the way Lyon seemed to be staring off into space, Roy could guess she was imagining Faroush…Ugh…did she think about anything else?

“Like this?” He brought his hands together daintily, just barely tapping the fingers of one hand into the palm of the other while spreading a goofy smile across his face.

Lyon smirked, “Not quite. But it’s a start.”

Roy merely grunted and leaned back his attention turning back to the dragon horses.

It had been two days since she had woken from her coma. She’d been confused and disoriented, images of battle with Yuber, the bath with the Queen and Faroush, and the meeting with Shula all jumbled in her mind. Her first thoughts were for the Prince but she quickly found out he’d disappeared along with Viki hours earlier not two meters from where she slept. It hadn’t taken her long to burst in on Lucretia demanding that every effort be made to find him. Her mind traveled back to that conversation.

“Lyon…Do you really think we aren’t doing every thing in our power to find him? In fact that’s why I’ve called this meeting. Even now we are discretely searching the castle and the surrounding environs.” Remarked Lucretia calmly to the Queen’s Knight uncharacteristically leaning over her desk with an extremely intense expression on her face.

“Discretely?!” asked Lyon incredulously, “Every soldier, no every person in this castle should be looking for him!”

“That would hardly be wise nor efficient. My agents can search effectively and without alerting the rest of our army to his absence. I’m sure I don’t need to tell you the consequences of his disappearance would have on moral despite our victories of late. Besides I highly doubt he is still nearby, the Prince nude would be hard to miss…such stories would have spread like wildfire. That we haven’t heard any suggests that they’ve teleported quite far.”

“Quite far! That’s even worse!”

“And we are doing everything in our power to find him. Fortunately, Viki went with him…so being the resourceful young man that he is…I’m quite confident he’ll manage his way back eventually!”

Lyon was broken out of her reverie by Roy…

“Oh hey, there’s Lun! Come on.” He said, standing up.

She knew exactly what he had in mind. “No, Roy…” she responded grasping his thigh gently but holding him in place.

“Aww…come on! That’s what the Prince would do…all that guy does is fuck. He wouldn’t go two days without doing anything! Come on, please!” he whined.

“That isn’t all he does. But that’s why we’ve gone back to the room several times.”

“But we don’t do anything! Come on… when you two do it everyone hears the noise. I’m telling you the Godwin’s spies are going to find out!” She flushed at his words.

“There aren’t any spies in the castle…” Lyon continued absently. It wasn’t spies they were worried about but the moral of the army if anyone found out the Prince had disappeared. And as much as she hated to admit it, Roy might have a point. The castle’s denizens paid an incredible amount of attention to Faroush’s sex life. But then again it was a moot point where Roy was concerned. He may resemble the Prince in most ways but he was severely lacking in one important area.

“Hmm…but we may be able to solve that problem…”

Roy looked at her his face suddenly full of excitement.

“I suppose I could make some noises next time we go back to the room…”

His face fell but he couldn’t help but be intrigued at watching Lyon make such sounds. “But wouldn’t it be easier to make those sounds if I helped?”

“I’m not having sex with you Roy.” She replied calmly.

He sighed in frustration but quickly decided to switch tactics. “Fine..fine that covers sex with you but he does it with other women all the time…it’s going to look weird if I’m not doing some of these find ladies.” He gestured to where Lun leaned over the ledge her pert butt waving gently as she desperately tried to wave one of the dragon horses over.

A voice from right behind them spoke up, “That wouldn’t work at all, now would it?” Lyon didn’t react having sensed Miakis stealthy approach. Roy, however, was completely surprised. “Gah!” He turned suddenly and managed to start falling backwards over the next bench. His arms flailed as he fought to maintain his balance.

With a sigh, Lyon’s hand flashed out and caught his wrist. She pulled him back into his seat. “Really, Miakis. Was that necessary?” she asked as Roy positively shouted, “Don’t do that!”

Miakis merely stood there her arms crossed over her breasts with a smug grin on her face, “Um. Yes, I’d have to say it was.”

Lyon sighed once more not bothering to chastise her irascible companion while Roy glared, “And what do you mean it wouldn’t work at all?”

Miakis sat down next to him before leaning back comfortably, “Oh come off it, Roy. You know the Prince is hung like a dragon-horse.”

“Miakis…” warned Lyon.

“It’s simple truth. If you ask any one to pick out one distinguishing feature of the Prince they are going to mention his cock.”

“How about his beautiful blue eyes, his soft expressive lips, his lustrous silver hair, his-”

“Okay okay, of course ask any other female and you’ll get my response…”

Roy just turned away glaring. The last thing he wanted to hear about was the Prince’s ridiculously immense member.

“You know….” Started Lyon, Miakis’s words giving her an idea, “Maybe you’re right…”

“Well of course I’m right…am I ever not?” replied Miakis.

Lyon ignored her, “Come on…I’ll tell you on the way.”

She quickly started striding away guiding Roy along with her.
“Hey! What about the rest of the races?!”


Entering the classroom, they found Levi hunched over his desk in the back of the room reading a large tome with intense concentration. And he had to be totally focused to be able to ignore the chaos of the rest of the room. His students were practicing their rune work with the urging of the little dwarf Bergen. The room was filled with the elements of existence being manipulated with various degrees of proficiency. They watched as one student, his arm sparkling with green light, sent a paper bird careening around the room born by magical wind. A muscular man wearing the uniform of a soldier stared at his hands as a second skin of earth flowed across them.

Bergen was a blur moving back and forth throughout the room extolling the students to make bigger and better magic. He hopped up onto a desk and with a signal to an old man sitting there he went sliding along the row of desks as a sheet of ice formed across them.

Finally he came to a stop and they watched as the dwarf seemed to be having trouble standing still as he talked to a pretty brunette with a glowing fire rune. Bergen stood on her desk doing the best imitation of his master that he could manage.

“Alright, Mani…you want big big magic! Think big explodey fire!” Despite the silliness of his words he managed to hold a very serious look upon his face as his stubby hands clutched at his yellow belt tightly.

The girl looked at him uncertain, “Are you sure? I mean I don’t want to hurt anyone…”

“Yes, yes…it’ll be fine. You’re new at this…to get the proper bang you need to think big…BIG….just to get a bit. Trust me! Now come on and do it!” He urged.

“Oh…okay…” she replied as she closed her eyes and began softly murmuring.

Bergen leaned in close his face screwed up with excitement.

Miakis remarked, “Um…I have a bad feeling about this…”

“You think standing right in front of her is the best place…” added Roy as he stared with fascination.

Lyon shot a look to the rune scholar, “Well, I’m sure Master Levi wo-“

Whatever she was about to say was lost as a gout of flame suddenly roared into life in front of Mani. Bergen went flailing off the side of the desk with a shout. The fire dissipated as quickly as it had appeared. The girl looked astonished at what she’d managed and then frightened when she noticed the dwarf gone.

The two Queen’s knights and Roy were already moving over when Bergen suddenly leaped up into view shouting, “Yes! Wow! Yowza! That was awesome, Mani! Great! YESYESYESYESYES Yee-Haw! Big Flame…WOOOOOSH!”

The trio stopped short as the girl stared at the dwarf, “Mister Bergen…your eyebrows…”

Sure enough the dwarf’s eyebrows were gone his face covered in dark soot. He didn’t seem to notice and just zoomed off to another student where he began shouting about ice.

Lyon suddenly moved back to Levi with a purpose.

She spoke in her quiet but firm voice “Master Levi, I don’t think-”

Miakis suddenly thrust herself forward slamming her hand down onto the scholar’s book, “Hey! Lyon’s talking to you! You better pay attention to her better than you do your class or I’ll kick your old gnarly butt!”

The powerful rune caster merely looked up calmly and stroked his long thin beard as his eyes traveled over the three of them, “A lightning rune, a wind rune, and a linked rage rune… Only the last is of any interest and that only with its partner. I’ve thought of several tests I’d like to run since our last meeting. Please come back with the Prince.”

His eyes started to lower back and Miakis turned and placed her lovely rear right on the open pages of the book while thrusting the old man back into his chair roughly, “We can’t. The Prince is gone you over educated moron!”

If Levi was perturbed by her insults and rough handling he didn’t show it merely raising one grey eyebrow, “Ah yes… I remember the girl with extraordinary control over her blinking rune. It’s only to be expected…the forces involved are fraught with randomness and chaos. Only with proper research and study can such accidents be avoided. Alas…as seems to be the case with all truly learned users of runes in this castle she is utterly evasive about sharing her knowledge. I mean-”

He was interrupted by Miakis grabbing his beard and jerking him forward, “Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Runes, you’re as bad as Kyle! Why am I surrounded with such windbags?”

This outrage seemed to finally get through to the rune scholar as his eyes hardened and he began muttering, focusing his runic energy. In less than a second a dagger seemed to pop into existence at his neck. “I don’t think so gramps!”

“Miakis!” Lyon rushed forward and swiftly grabbed her companion’s hand and drew her bodily away from Levi’s desk.

For one moment she felt a wet sensation all over her body then suddenly she was very cold…freezing cold. And she couldn’t move anything below her neck. Looking down she could see her body completely encased in a block of ice molded closely to her skin. The similarly frozen hand holding a knife sticking out of her armpit told her Miakis was stuck as well. In fact she found herself happy her fellow knight was with her as Miakis’ stomach and breasts pressing against her back were her only source of warmth.

“Y-y-you….bba—ba-stard!” Miakis’s voice stuttered her teeth to chattering.

Lyon rolled her eyes. If it wasn’t for Miakis they wouldn’t be in this predicament, though she was surprised that Levi had still gone through with the spell after she’d gotten the other knight away. She closed her eyes and focused her rage rune.

“Please don’t do that. I’ll take care of it.” Levi responded calmly having gotten from his desk and strode over, his voluminous robes swishing as he walked. He laid a glowing hand upon the ice and swiftly it melted leaving the two knights completely drenched. He turned towards the rest of the class who had all stopped their spell casting to watch the altercation.

“You see my students, that was an excellent example of reckless rune use. Even I as knowledgeable as I am even I am susceptible to such foolish mistakes. You must always maintain control. Of the rune and of yourself. I became angry and began to focus the power of the rune. But even as the young lady was drawn away by her fellow and I sought to discontinue my spell, it went off anyway. Why was that?”

Bergen hopped up and down thrusting his hand into the air, “Oooh oooh!” Miakis looked like she was going to explode. Who the hell did he think he was?! Freezing them like that then acting as if it was all a part of his master teaching plan? Unfortunately, Lyon’s grip on her arm was like iron.

Levi’s gaze swept over his apprentice without so much as a blip. Finally, he called on Mani who was hesitantly raising her hand

The brunette seemed extremely nervous as all eyes in the room fell on her, “Um…because you were still angry at her?”

Levi smiled, “Exactly. Go on. Why should that matter?”

Mani’s brief elation at being correct vanished at having to say more. “Uh…I’m not sure…you said that runes react to our emotions… but, I don’t get it… I mean it takes so much concentration throughout the entire spell to keep it going. The slightest break in my chanting and the effect disappears. The way you describe it…it’s almost like you had to fight to hold it back.”

Levi settled into lecture mode, “Indeed, there are two main variables in rune use. The rune and the rune user. You are going to find that some people are just better or at least they seem that way. Some of us in order to cast even the simplest effects must carefully concentrate and manipulate the runic energies in a carefully proscribed way. That’s a spell. The proper input, chanting, focusing, whathaveyou, and you get the proper output, arrows of flame or a bolt of lightning striking your enemy.”

“Now that is how it works for a person whose either a novice, has a weak aptitude for rune casting, or is using a rune of lesser quality. As you get better the time and amount of concentration it takes to cast a spell will decrease. Right now you must maintain that level of work all throughout the spell, eventually that won’t be necessary. Your rune will pick up the slack as you work with it, that is if it is of the proper quality.”

“Once your skill is sufficiently developed, there will come a point where through your spell casting you’ve directed the rune what you want it to do. At this point, you release control and the rune carries out your spell. You see over time, your bond with the rune has strengthened and you need not do all the work. But this is where your emotions come into play. Directing the specific target or use of the spell is dependent upon you. I cast my Frost Hold spell and had passed it off to my rune. You’ll have noticed that my casting time was extremely minimal. When you’ve reached my level of study, such a simple spell is almost second nature barely needing any preparation. However, once I passed it to the rune, my continued anger was enough for it to cast the spell on the young lady. Emotions must be controlled. I can not stress that enough. There never will come a time when you are so learned that you can forget this one lesson. Emotions must be controlled.”

“Think on that, my students…Now I must attend to my patrons here.”

Levi turned to them, “You have my complete attention. What can I do for you?”

Miakis practically yelled, “Fiiinaallly! What’s the big idea?! Couldn’t the lecture have waited! Jeeze!”

The scholar merely ignored the purple haired girl. As Lyon started talking she nudged Roy who’d fallen asleep against a desk at some point during the man’s lecture, “I’m sorry about that whole incident and Miakis is too.” The girl in question muttered something but Lyon continued, “We just had some questions.”

Levi smiled, “Of course, we are all here to learn after all and after providing such an excellent object lesson I feel quite indebted to you. Ask your question.”

“Thank you. I guess what we are looking for is a way to improve Roy’s disguise as the Prince. Specifically, something that could change…um say the size of his hand.” Said Lyon cognizant of Roy’s feelings.

Something Miakis certainly was not, “Haha…we want to increase the size of his cock!” Roy shot the girl a glare while imagining several choice ways at getting back at her.

Levi’s brow furrowed at this request but after several moments of silence he spoke, “I see. What you seek is illusionary magic. Water, wind, and even earth runes are capable of such though water and wind to much greater degree. You see what we see is the Sun’s runic energy. Everything that our eyes take in is the sun’s energy, light, reflecting off various surfaces. Certain elements such as-“

“Woah woah woah… we don’t need a lecture. Just results. Can you do it?” interrupted Miakis.

For once Lyon wasn’t bother by her friend’s abrupt manner; she had no desire for another lecture either.

The rune scholar looked annoyed but he got over it saying, “No, I can not. It is an extremely difficult art. Not that the difficulty is a problem but I have not the temperament for it. Plus such spells are notoriously unreliable, mostly used on the caster or those nearby. For a caster to use a spell on a person who is not going to stay nearby would take an extreme amount of skill and power.”

“So it’s not possible?” asked Lyon.

“I didn’t say that. I can not. However I believe Mistress Jeane capable though I’m not certain.”

Miakis said, “You’re not certain? What do you mean? Is she or isn’t she?”

“As I mentioned before, the adept rune users in this castle have a truly unfortunate attachment to that foolish mystique of ‘rune sorceresses and wizards’. Absolute rubbish.”

“Excuse me?” asked Lyon.

“Bah! I grow weary of this conversation. You have the answer you seek. Do with it what you will.” And with that he turned away.

Jeane was at her shop in the market hall and amazingly there wasn’t a line of admirers. She wore her usual selection of absolutely revealing clothing and as they approached her green eyes settled upon them, a soft smile on her lips.

Roy felt the blood rush to his member as he stared into those deep pools that seemed to promise all sorts of naughty things the rune mistress was capable of. And the way she leaned over her booth presented those full round breasts to excellent effect. If he had been able to tear his eyes off of this perfect vision of beauty and sexiness he would have noticed the subtle change in his companions. Both found their bodies reacting instinctively to the presence of the sorceress, not just the hardening of nipples, the moistening of their womanhoods, nor the flush in their cheeks. Their hips began to move with that sexy sashay that was reserved for the enticement of their Prince and they proudly thrust out their bosoms subconsciously without even realizing it.

Reaching Jeane’s booth, the Rune Mistress was the first to speak up, “Good day, how may I be of service…tee hee” The emphasis she put on that last word and the titter at the end seemed to imply a different kind of service than simply rune work.

Miakis felt an ache between her legs and a shiver spread a cross her body as she stared at the woman’s jiggling mammaries. Flashes of memories…of sweat and glistening bodies…tongue lavishing across one engorged nipple…pussy spread wide… She shook herself. What was with her?!

Roy knew exactly what kind of service he desired and he opened his mouth to describe it but he clamped it shut as Lyon pinched him hard in the side, “Hey!”

The rune mistress giggled more at this but chose to say nothing.

“Thank you, Mistress Jeane and good day to you. We were told you knew something of illusions. We’re interested in um…improving Roy’s disguise.” She didn’t bother to hide the fact this was Roy and not the Prince, if Jeane didn’t know she would soon and it was probable she already knew…there would be no mistaking the lack of Dawn rune from the powerful rune mistress.

Jeane glanced knowingly to Roy’s crotch and with a smirk simply gestured for them to follow her as she passed through the doorway in the back of her booth. Three pairs of eyes could help but stare at her full heart shaped butt saunter through it.

The trio followed into a medium sized stone room much like the others that ran along the outside of the market hall. And just like the other shops it was used as a storage room filled with boxes. It was a strange atmosphere as they followed Jeane to the other end of the room. One moment it would be stifling hot, a few meters away it was suddenly soothingly cool and moist, while the next few steps caused your hair to stand on end. All this was obviously the effects of so many rune orbs stored so closely but even knowing that it was a very odd sensation.

Jeane took a seat on a chair backed up against the far wall and she gifted them with a serene smile as they approached.

“Now…let’s see what we have to work with.” she said with that strange musical lilt of hers. She gestured towards Roy who merely stared uncomprehendingly.

“Perhaps you ladies can help him out.” She remarked and before either of them could even begin to react they both found themselves kneeling to either side of Roy. They carefully worked at his pants before lowering them revealing his dick straining heroically in the open air.

Lyon idly wondered why she had so quickly acquiesced to Jeane’s request, something about this seemed strange but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

Miakis glanced at Roy’s penis dismissively. She’d seen it before when early after he’d arrived at the castle. He had tried to impersonate the Prince walking into the female baths when Lyon and her were using it. Wearing his wig perfectly and mimicking Faroush’s confident stride, she might have actually been fooled. Except that he’d already removed his clothes in the changing rooms. He apparently hadn’t realized the one important difference between him and the Prince. Instead of Faroush’s long massively thick python hanging Roy had something significantly less.

He was small even if you took Faroush out of the picture. He was as long as her index finger and only twice as thick. His testicles were below average as well. She wickedly thought that his entire package would fit inside Faroush’s heavy sack with plenty of room to spare.
Roy sent his gaze anywhere but the three women in the room. Normally he wouldn’t be so embarrassed but Miakis’ disparaging comments had taken their toll. He was really nervous at being naked in front of Lyon and Miakis let alone the perfect vision of beauty that was Jeane.

Jeane merely giggled at his predicament, “Tee hee… No reason to be shy… It’s a very pretty dick…” Roy wanted to groan, that wasn’t the adjective he wanted but he did groan very loudly when the rune mistress reached out and ran one finger softly along the flared head. “Awe…such thoughts aren’t worthy of you. It’s a fine dick…nicely suited to bringing pleasure… but I suppose the rouge requires more and I’m nothing if not a loyal servant of the Tenkai…” With a sigh she waved her hand while taking a firmer grip upon Roy’s shaft with the other.

Roy moaned at her touch while Lyon and Miakis watched shimmering pink light slither down Jeane’s arm towards his cock. The boy was too lost to the exquisite and totally unexpected pleasure to notice it but the Queen’s Knights’ eyes widened as with each stroke of the rune mistress’s hand Roy’s shaft seemed to enlarge. From nearly engulfing his dick in her small hand, it lengthened and thickened to dwarf her hand. Earlier Jeane had only to slide her hand back and forth a few inches to encompass his length but quickly her hand’s journey increased until she had to bring her other hand into play and still much of the enormously thick veiny shaft jutted into the air.

Eventually, Jeane’s hands left the big cock and she stood back admiring her handy work.

“Amazing…” murmured Miakis as she licked her lips.

Lyon said nothing her eyes glued to Roy’s cock as she tried to discern any difference between it and her prince’s. She found none, even the bandit’s sack matched Faroush’s, low hanging and very well filled. She blushed as she realized her body was reacting as it normally did when in the presence of the prince’s erect member, her pussy lubing itself up, her thighs unconsciously spreading… But this wasn’t her prince…

Roy grasped his new endowment with enthusiasm, “You gave me a huge cock! Awesome! Runes….It’s even bigger than the Prince’s…Ha…I bet you’re really wanting me now Lyon!?”

“Tee hee…Actually, it’s the same size, my pretty boy. And I didn’t give you a huge cock…See?” She waved her hand right through his cock as if it wasn’t even there.

What? Roy quickly ran his hands up his shaft to where Jeane’s hand had passed through him. It felt solid and real to him. Hot, soft yet hard….he squeezed and yet his hands could not pass through. “What?! It feels real….how did you do that, hey! Oh…” He exclaimed when he felt Miakis hand grasp his cock but he certainly wasn’t going to complain about that. He tried to wink at her but she didn’t notice as she continued to stare at his cock from her place still down on her knees. Heh…he could get used to this…

“Is it in an illusion?” asked Lyon quietly as she pressed her palms into thighs fighting the urge to touch it.

“Indeed it is and I see by that look of consternation that you’re confused. Levi was indeed correct. For something like this ordinary illusions of water, wind, and earth would be lacking…no, something more direct is necessary…”

“I don’t understand…” said Lyon.

“Ahh…ordinary illusions trick the eyes so that they can trick the mind in turn. However, the mind has other senses does it not? Touch being the most important in this particular case. An earth rune can do something for this but it would forever be somewhat off not to mention the power and attention to detail that would require… No, why trick the senses when you can trick the mind itself? Here…let me show you…”

Jeane grabbed Lyon’s wrist and guided it to Roy’s cock. Lyon’s fingers wrapped around the thick shaft only inches from where Miakis idly stroked it. “See, my dear, in reality you are touching nothing but air….but your mind, your silly oh so malleable mind thinks there is a great big cock and so it feels what it expects to feel and it won’t allow its hand to pass through what it knows to be solid. Try.”

Lyon squeezed but Roy’s rock hard erection refused to dematerialize.

“Now…close your eyes…”

Lyon did so and she felt Jeane pull her hand away from Roy’s shaft. Jeane waved the girl’s hand in the air in several erratic circles before slowing and moving it to a particular spot. Lyon heard Miakis make a noise of surprise.

“Open them.” Came Jeane’s calm sensual voice.

Lyon jerked her hand but the rune mistress held in place. Her hand was passing right through Roy’s cock! Jeane released her grip and Lyon pulled her hand back, only to once more try to put it through. Roy’s huge cock just bounced slightly to the side in response.

Jeane stepped backwards and the shallow pink light disappeared, though Roy’s huge endowment still thrust proudly out into the air.
Both Miakis and Lyon shook their heads to clear out the strange malaise that had seemed to grip their minds, their thoughts having been sluggish and unclear.

Miakis jumped to her feet and whistled. “Dammmn! That’s exactly what we were looking for. Wow…If I didn’t know any better I’d say I was looking at Faroush’s cock!”

Lyon stood as well, “Thank you, Mistress Jeane.”

Jeane smirked, “It was my pleasure…”

“Thank you! Thank you! This is so awesome….I’m going to fuck every girl in the castle with this thing!” He shouted exuberantly.

“Yea, yea…put that thing away why don’t you?” remarked Miakis casually even as she tried not to stare at how Roy’s celebratory movements caused that beautiful cock to jounce around.

“Hmmmph….you sure you don’t want to do that yourself?” asked Roy slyly, “It’s what you’d do for the Prince…” At the look she shot him he wilted but rebounded quickly, “Well, Lyon definitely would! Lyon!”

“Um….no, Roy. You can do that yourself.” Replied Lyon calmly.

Jeane’s musical laugh filled the room, “Oh ho! I see there’s another way I can help this little deception along…yes indeed!”