The Spider Queen

Chapter 120: "Sophie Wake Up!"

Warmth.

Sophie could feel herself slipping deeper and deeper into the comfortable darkness as Cleo’s worried face soon disappeared.

She could only remember an intense feeling of arousal and lust before her body was filled with exhaustion.

Time lost all meaning in this strange state.

It could have been minutes… hours… years… or even centuries since she closed her eyes.

Sophie had spent a lifetime drifting through the void of emptiness.

Vaguely Sophie sensed that her body was being lifted up and moved around by someone, but she found herself unable to open her eyes.

Perhaps she would never wake up.

Sophie smiled peacefully as she continued to float through the darkness until a soft voice began to whisper.

“Sophie”

(Why won’t you just leave me alone?)

The voice just got louder and louder as if the speaker was starting to get annoyed.

“Sophie wake up!”

(Just let me rest.)

“Please wake up now!”

Sophie opened her tired eyes with a small yawn as she casually stretched her arms and legs to relax.

Hmmm…. It seems like she had been resting her head on a comfortable pillow.

Wait a pillow?

Sophie raised her head and saw the princess staring back at her with a teary-eyed expression while desperately trying to avoid crying.

She was currently resting her head on Cleo’s lap.

“Err… hi Cleo,” Sophie hesitantly spoke.

There was no loss of memory after using her new state and Sophie remembered all the details of violently grabbing her girlfriend and planting hot kisses on her lips.

She could even recall the soft and yet firm texture of Cleo’s ass. That recollection made Sophie’s cheeks quickly redden with shame.

“Um… where are we?” she decided to bring the conversation to a less sensitive topic.

“We are in the dungeon that Archmage Hollystorm created. I dragged your body into the wooden door because quite a few students were attracted by the noise of our battle.” Cleo replied.

Cleo winced as she recalled carrying the heavy hybrid girl through the dungeon for over two hours.

Fortunately, the students who entered the dungeon first had the option of sealing the portal behind them.

None of their pursuers had followed them inside.

Sophie took a deeper look at her surroundings and realised that they appeared to be in a large open cave. The lighting was provided by a row of torches that burned with an eerie green flame.

The floor of the cave was brownish in colour, but magnificent stalactites and stalagmites formed intricate sculptures of art.

Mysterious drawings of monsters covered the walls of the cave and Sophie could swear that some pictures seemed to be moving slightly.

“Did you finish the trial on your own?” Sophie asked curiously.

“Yes, it was a simple matter,” Cleo smirked as she flexed her arm muscles with pride.

Cleo was naturally downplaying her experience in the dungeon.

How could the spatial realm created for the elite class test not be dangerous.

She had to drag her unconscious teammate through eighteen different floors with various monsters, aliens and beasts that attacked anyone in sight.

Cleo was forced to use the entire battery life of her mech suit and even then, she had barely passed.

Currently her mental force was zero and her body was screaming to get some rest but her lively persona left Sophie with no way of knowing her true state.

“Don’t worry we can stay here for up to eight hours after clearing the dungeon, so it is not an issue to camp here for the night.” Cleo stated matter of factly.

“We have plenty of time to discuss what happened before you fell unconscious.”

“Wha… what are you talking about,” Sophie was flustered, and the tips of her ears soon turned red.

Cleo said nothing for several minutes causing poor Sophie to feel quite anxious.

The princess finally spoke after the awkward silence had fully developed and Sophie looked as though she was being put through strenuous torture,

“You have a lot of explaining to do. What the hell happened back there?”

Sophie frowned as she tried to sort out all the events that had occurred. It would probably be best to start from the beginning, but Sophie was unsure of how much to tell her girlfriend.

Truthfully…. she was worried and afraid.

A not so small part of her just wanted to lie to Cleo. Tell her that it was one of her racial abilities that she had full control over and with no side effects.

Not mention that mysterious voice that whispered in her head.

Sophie was unsure of where it came from or what its purpose was.

Lying may be the best option.

But was it?

Sophie gritted her teeth and made the difficult choice,

“I don’t know what is happening to me. During the entrance exam I found that I can basically enter different ‘hunting modes’ that enhance my strength, speed or grant me special abilities.”

“My eye colour changes depending on what mood I am in during the hunt and I can easily lose control of myself.”

“That pinkish colour that you saw earlier is a new one and it seems to amplify my lust and attraction for you.”

“Plus, there is this freaking voice in my head that whispers to me sometimes when I enter these hunting states.”

These string of sentences were blurted out of her mouth at a fast pace as Sophie nervously gripped her hands together while not daring to look in Cleo’s direction.

She couldn’t lie.

Even if Cleo saw her as a freak just like the rest of the other nobles.

She couldn’t lie.

Honesty was one of the most important aspects of a relationship.

If she could not trust her partner with her secret fears and burdens…. then there was no point.

“Why didn’t you tell me this earlier?” Cleo gently spoke as Sophie felt a warm hand lovingly touch her hair.

“I… I was scared,” Sophie admitted softly.

“I was scared that you would break up with me and call me a freak.” She could not help the small tears that formed at the corners of her eyes.

Cleo’s gentle hand continued to stroke Sophie’s hair as the princess leaned forward and placed her forehead against her lover’s.

“Do you really think so little of me?” she teased with a mischievous grin on her face.

Sophie gazed at the piercing green eyes that seemed to contain an ocean of deep emotions.

She found herself being lost as she gazed deeply into the eyes of the most beautiful girl in the universe.

Small pinkish tendrils started to move from the center of her eyes as Sophie breath became a bit heavier.

Sophie’s face twisted in pain as she desperately fought these new urges to push this innocent girl down and defile her.

“No. I never once thought of you as that kind of person,” Sophie spoke without hesitation.

“It was my fault for projecting my fear against other nobles onto you.”