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Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love. Kovar and Aeren get to know one another a little better. Comedy and Drama Ensues.

PART I PART II PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part VIX Part X Part XI Part XII Part XIII Part XIV Part XV Part XVI Part XVII Part VXIII Part VIX Part XX Part XXI XXII Part XXIII XXIV XXV XXVI


Kovar carefully held Aeren long into the night, until the young squire stopped thrashing and crying out, calling for comfort and protection from one who had likely never been able to give it. The Prince finally fell asleep, long after Aeren did, only to be awakened a short time later when Aeren quietly slipped from Kovar’s embrace and out of bed. Kovar pretended to slumber on, shielding himself tightly to prevent Aeren from sensing his wakefulness. He could feel Aeren’s eyes on him as he held the curtain aside and studied Kovar’s prone form lit by the pale light of the dying fire. Then Aeren allowed the bed curtains to close again, enfolding Kovar in darkness once more.

The Prince could hear Aeren’s light step, the sound of items being moved quietly about, clothing being drawn over flesh, and then the swish of a door and a blast of cold air as it opened and closed again. Aeren had left the chamber. Kovar stared into the darkness, expecting his quick return. Perhaps Aeren had food stores somewhere, or had left something in the cave entrance. But he did not return.

The silence was punctuated by the sound of the fan on the coal fire, which pumped what little warm air remained of the dying embers into the room. Kovar lay in the great bed, chilly and stiff, wondering if he should try to follow Aeren wherever he had gone. He realized no one knew these underground caves and chambers like the crystalcutter: one could become hopelessly lost in minutes without a guide. Kovar bit his lip, and tentatively reached out with his senses, feeling once again the strange and disturbing hum that greeted him when he first entered the caves, discomforting and invasive. He pulled back into himself quickly.

Frowning, he sat up and pulled aside the bedcurtains. The room was left as it had been the night before, but the fire was dim. A soft glow emanated from the far end of the room. Perhaps Aeren had left a light on. The bedside table bore other evidence of Aeren’s presence: he’d placed a bowl of fruit, a large hot plate of pastries and meat pies, and a fresh carafe of spring water next to it. There was a sprig of a fresh fragrant herb as well, remat, favored for cleansing the palate. Kovar smiled at the scent. Aeren must grow it in the hothouse he mentioned. A pot of cider with a small, hand written label HOT placed upon it, in case Kovar might thoughtlessly touch it and burn himself, and another hand written note: BACK SOON.

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Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love. Kovar and Aeren get to know one another a little better. Comedy and Drama Ensues.

PART I PART II PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part VIX Part X Part XI Part XII Part XIII Part XIV Part XV Part XVI Part XVII Part VXIII Part VIX
Part XX Part XXI XXII Part XXIII

He’s insane, thought Kovar.

Aeren reached the rim of the valley in seconds, hurtling at more than 60 miles per hour, hitting an icy, rocky outcrop and flying over it, landing with ease over 100 feet away in a burst of powdery snow, no easy feet with a heavy pack on his back. He turned with perfect form, an arc of spray bursting around him as he skidded to a halt and waited for Kovar to catch up.

Kovar took the more conservative approach, angling his skis horizontally over the face of the mountain, one leg out and the other back with his bottom low and close to the snow to slow his descent. He reached Aeren and scolded with the thought, “Good way to cause an avalanche, show off.” He could sense Aeren’s unshielded exhilaration.

I won’t let the big bad snow get you,” Aeren thought in return, mirth bubbling forward. “Come on. First snare is just over there.”

A grid with the map of the snares was projected on the inside of Kovar’s visor. Almost completely buried in snow and ice, the snares could barely be discerned by the naked eye. Aeren, however, with his unique sensitivity to energy signatures, could see them even without the map.

Stay back,” Aeren ordered. Kovar was once again amused by Aeren’s vigorous assumption of command, though he assumed for now that this was due to Aeren being in his natural element. Kovar would be less accommodating were Aeren to attempt to shoulder an authoritative role in Kovar’s sphere unbidden, and he wondered when he would, which seemed inevitable.

Aeren removed one of his gloves, his hand shuddering slightly in the immense cold. He carefully approached the snare, which appeared as nothing more than a bump in the show with a small dark depression where the scanner beam was focused toward the valley. Aeren’s image shivered as the enhancer attempted to block him from the snare’s sensors. He carefully stepped toward it. The top of the snare swiveled around, recognizing the vibrations on the ground that indicated warmth and movement. Aeren reached out and touched the top of the machine with his bare hand. Suddenly it shuddered, a small arc of electricity sparking from it.

The small trail of sparks spread, light fast, from one snare to the next, and as far as Kovar could see little explosions popped up, detonating one snare after the other in a line along their uplinks. Aeren was as still as stone, concentrating, his exposed hand on the snow and ice and freezing metal, willing it to discharge his disruption force to every snare in the valley. Kovar’s visor read the death of each one as a small silver mark on a grid, the power blinking out along a ragged web.

Finally, Aeren gasped and drew back his hand, stuffing it into his glove with relief. “Freaking cold!” he exclaimed.

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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Seven Part TWO

Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love. Kovar and Aeren get to know one another a little better. Comedy and Drama Ensues.

PART I PART II PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part VIX Part X Part XI Part XII Part XIII Part XIV Part XV Part XVI Part XVII Part VXIII Part VIX
Part XX Part XXI XXII





Aeren did not intend to take a nap as he’d been ordered to do, but he found himself dozing off anyway, until the Prince informed him the tram was nearing their destination and it was time to gear up. The Prince and his squire were suited for the worst Ovanan winters had to throw at them: undersuits with temperature controls, oversuits with secondary temperature control, parkas, masks, heavy boots, ski-shoes and hoods.

The climate control waned near the edge of the city. The outer limits were cool, but not nearly as cold as the snowy plains beyond. Kovar hesitated as they stepped off the tram platform. Then he nudged Aeren.

The squire turned to see the Inquisitors standing at the far edge of the platform, surrounded by two Octets of Kovar’s finest. The Inquisitors looked quite put out, and were underdressed for the cool weather that chilled the platform even though they were still on the city’s underground level.

You said they were gone! Aeren thought.

They are gone. From the palace. Kovar returned. They took my private tram here hours ago. But I’m afraid there has been a serious delay with the transport from Rereshad. An avalanche. Or a storm. Or a mechanical malfunction. They could be stuck here for awhile. And them without proper coats, he added with mock concern.

No one appeared to be providing warm cover for the Inquisitors, or any other hospitality. They sipped hot drinks bought from a cheap walkway vendor nearby. Kovar felt Aeren’s amusement at the sight of their sour faces. Then the men slipped into the crowd of workers emerging onto the glidewalks to the city above where the cold air sent a blast of chill down the tubes. Kovar’s long legs cut a swath through the throng, Aeren struggling to keep up. Teramis men and women were almost all taller than he was, though servants and visitors from other Houses were more common on the outer edges of the capital city. Kovar navigated the streets and alleys with the certainty of a man who had done it many times before.

In minutes, they arrived at the office of a dealer who rented and sold snow skiffs. The place was scruffy, and the offerings were second rate and overpriced. The last place a Prince would do business, which is why Kovar did business there.

Shields were common customers, palace Shields rarer, and the dealer looked Aeren over skeptically. Aeren’s eccentric snowsuit and bright red and white parka with its ancient, intricate crystal adornments had been replaced by the illusion of a plain student’s severe environment wear. The enhancer also dampened his aura until it disappeared, Aeren’s glamour gone, but Kovar had not calibrated it to make him taller. “Cadet,” said Kovar, noting the dealer’s doubtful glare.

“Is he legal? I won’t have to do with any funny business going on with boys from the creche,” said the dealer with a growl.

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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Six Part Two
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love. Kovar and Aeren get to know one another a little better. Comedy and Drama Ensues.

PART I PART II PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part VIX Part X Part XI Part XII Part XIII Part XIV Part XV Part XVI Part XVII Part VXIII Part VIX
Part XX

Aeren played a game of Ice and Air with Seren on an antique board given him by Kovar. It was a beautifully carved set, with lovely old bits of selenite and azurite, worn smooth by many years of use. Seren was rather good at the game mostly because his playing was so chaotic Aeren couldn’t follow his strategy. When Seren realized Aeren was losing on purpose, he became vexed.

“It’s cheap when you let me win,” the Heir grumbled.

So Aeren finally won, and Seren took it amiably.

Aeren and Seren enjoyed their kiss goodnight again, and Aeren glared in Kovar’s direction as he left for his apartment to go to sleep. Kovar didn’t react, except to admonish him to get plenty of rest: they’d be leaving for the mountains on the morrow.

Aeren was stinging still from Kovar’s teasing about his affection for Seren. “Besotted!” The word made Aeren uncomfortable. He loved Seren with a pureness that Aeren treasured as sacred and it irritated him that the Prince considered this consecrated space a target for his mockery. He prayed his annoyance didn’t show when he spoke to the Heir, whose feelings were Aeren’s protectorate.

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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Six
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love. Kovar and Aeren get to know one another a little better. Comedy and Drama Ensues.

PART I PART II PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part VIX Part X Part XI Part XII Part XIII Part XIV Part XV Part XVI Part XVII Part VXIII Part VIX

Aeren was in a much better mood after he’d had his evening chat with the Heir Apparent. Kovar, as promised, allowed the boys to speak through the comm in his bedroom at the handsome desk by his private library. The Prince lingered nearby, comfortably settled in a chair by the fire, pretending to be very interested in a book: close enough to the comm to know Aeren and Seren were behaving themselves, but not close enough to be intrusive. He could hear their soft voices barely above a whisper, Seren’s higher and brighter than Aeren’s, and full of joy. He could hear laughter, and imprudent jokes, snippets of inconsequential gossip, Aeren’s assurances that he was well, happy, and cared for, and, then, unexpectedly, the slow swell of soft singing.

Kovar looked up from his book. He saw Aeren, his eyes closed, a smile on his face, his jaw cupped in his hand as he leaned over the table toward the projection. Seren’s exquisitely pure tenor grew until it filled the room. It was an old ballad of lovers stranded in a snowstorm, of longing and loss, and it spoke of many things of which the young boy could not possibly have had any experience. But he sang it with such sincerity that it seemed as if he had lived the pain and desire himself. It was the most beautiful rendition of the song Kovar had ever heard.

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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Five Part Two
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love. Kovar and Aeren get to know one another a little better. Comedy and Drama Ensues.

PART I PART II PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part VIX Part X Part XI Part XII Part XIII
Part XIV Part XV Part XVI Part XVII Part VXIII

In the Reception Hall, before the court and Inquisitors, Kovar had declared a storm was imminent. The bright morning seemed to belie his prediction, but shortly after Aeren’s attorney went his way, the sky darkened and the view of the mountains from Aeren’s beautiful cream and gold and blue apartment was almost completely obscured by a grey wall of wind and snow. He stood watching the beauty and chaos through the enormous windows, a sullen and quiet figure, wondering if the vista was a portent of his future here in the cold halls of Teramis.

He’d removed the flimsy shirt that made a decoration of him that morning, and replaced it with a comfortable and thick pure white sweater, that he had to doff shortly after, for as Kovar commanded, a tailor arrived in the late afternoon to take Aeren’s measure with a little scanning device. Kovar’s provisions for Aeren’s wardrobe would be supplemented soon with simple cadet uniforms, proper clothing for the gymnasium and, Aeren was surprised to hear, court clothing in the style of Teramis. He knew that the training he would receive could require that he be sequestered for weeks or even months. Aeren had no idea how long he would be isolated or how deep the isolation would be. It could be quite a while before he’d be allowed to attend court again and would need formal clothes. Then again, the style and craftsmanship Kovar would no doubt demand could require a long time to prepare.

Aeren paced the room before the big window framing the grey storm, his feet bare, his hair loose, flowing over the thick, comfortable sweater, which was slightly too big for his slender frame. Aeren had always chosen his own isolation. Fleeing to the mountains for weeks, disappearing without a word, wrapping himself up in the cool quiet of the mountains and the song of the stones. Now isolation was being forced upon him. He wasn’t sure he liked it, and it had been only his first day.

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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Five Part One
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love. Kovar and Aeren get to know one another a little better. Comedy and Drama Ensues.

PART I PART II PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part VIX Part X Part XI Part XII Part XIII
Part XIV Part XV Part XVI Part XVII



Aeren stepped through the front door of his apartment as Erastos, still holding him by the arm, looked sharply down at the tablet he had in his hand, and nodded to the Quadrant. They closed the door behind them leaving Aeren and Erastos alone in the pleasant rooms with their golden colors and the bright sun of the day flooding in from the wide windows.

Aeren felt an uncomfortable tingle, a small electrical charge through him as they walked over the threshold, and he looked sharply at Erastos. The secretary had a small, quiet smile on his face. Aeren felt a breath of thought brush his mind, asking for permission to speak. Aeren gave it.

We’re being watched,” Erastos thought.

“I know, I feel it…someone’s bugged the room. There’s a blue jewel on the wall by the entrance…”

“You can pinpoint that? Remarkable. The Prince told me you have hidden talents.” Aloud he said, “I’m sorry you had to go through that. It must have been very uncomfortable for you.”

“I’m all right,” said Aeren, taking his instructions to act as quickly as he’d taken them from Kovar in the Reception Hall. “I’m just sorry I brought this on the House of Teramis.”

Erastos paused a moment, listening to directions from Kovar who was, by now, wrangling with the Royal Purse about what extortion fee to settle on Lady Sere. Then he said aloud, “The Prince believes there is something else behind this bad feeling between you and Lady Sere. You must have broken her heart at some point. She is very jealous.”

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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Four Part Three
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love. Kovar and Aeren get to know one another a little better.

PART I PART II PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII Part VIX Part X Part XI Part XII Part XIII
Part XIV Part XV Part XVI

They know,” thought Aeren desperately, “God, Kovar!”

Calm!” came Kovar’s urgent thought. “They know nothing! Nothing!” Kovar showed no emotion as he looked at the little Inquisitor woman who peered back with a satisfied expression on her face, certain she had hit a nerve. The court watched Aeren in breathless silence. That Aeren had been sent from the Avatar’s Palace for some sort of deep and personal offense was known, but none knew what this offense was, particularly as it applied to the child Avatar. And the words Riet had used made it sound like a very unsavory offense indeed.

Kovar was in peak form in a moment, his smile spreading as he fixed Inquisitor Riet with his unsettling silver eyes. Kovar’s smile was a remarkable thing, Aeren mused. His face and startling white skin were so perfectly sculpted, utterly without crease or flaw, it seemed as if any motion would make his flesh crack. Then his smile appeared, a broad, friendly, disarming display of thin red lips and white teeth, predatory and youthfully handsome at once. If one was about to be eaten, one would enjoy the experience.

“It’s no secret our squire was cast out of the Avatar’s House. You witnessed his infirmity yourself just a moment ago,” said Kovar, pleasantly. Aeren suppressed an almost overwhelming desire to squirm and caught another warning thought of “Calm!” from Kovar. “The Avatar discussed his issues with us in private. One is loathe to air them.”

Riet looked confused. “Infirmity?”

They’re here to find out what I know, you little fool,” Kovar’s shielded thought hit Aeren like a smack in the face. “If they thought you’d been murdering Sere’s circle of acquaintances, they’d shout it to all in the court and demand I turn you over.”

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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Four Part Two
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love. Kovar and Aeren get to know one another a little better.



PART I PART II
PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII
Part VIX
Part X
Part XI
Part XII
Part XIII
Part XIV
Part XV




The food was dust in Aeren’s mouth, but he did as ordered. Asha moved from the wardrobe to the table, bringing items of clothing and jewelry as requested at Kovar’s silent command. Aeren realized he was being prepared to meet the Inquisitors with Kovar.

Kovar ate unhurriedly. There could by only one reason why the Inquisitors were here, but Kovar was placid at the prospect of facing them. He stole glances at Aeren from under his long black lashes, but said nothing. The Prince wiped his hands on a napkin and took a drink from time to time. Then he begged excuse to go to his toilette to freshen himself.

Aeren pushed away from the table and did the same, trembling as he faced the sight of himself in the mirror. He splashed his face with water, dribbling it over the front of his beautiful shirt. He ran the heatwave, drying it frantically. Then he realized he hadn’t cleaned his mouth. He did so, then dribbled water over his shirt again, and repeated the drying process. He checked the shirt carefully for signs of soil, then berated himself for forgetting he had an entire closet of clothes to choose from to replace it. He felt stupid and out of control. He closed his eyes, willing himself to calm, over and over, before he found the strength to walk out the door to face Kovar again.

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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Four Part One
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love. Kovar and Aeren get to know one another a little better.




PART I PART II
PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII
Part VIX
Part X
Part XI
Part XII
Part XIII
Part XIV

Almost everyone on Ovanan had psionic abilities, so privacy was very difficult to obtain. This made it one of the most valuable commodities on Ovanan. Nothing was more delightful and delicious than getting into other people’s business, especially if the other people were particularly beautiful, powerful, or famous. Since Kovar and Aeren embodied all of these qualities, the gossip about the Prince and the young lord sped around the planet with the speed of thought.

The news made the Avatar Etan, the embodiment of God on the mortal plane, the object of pity, having been cuckolded by his gorgeous, lithe, golden young lover in favor of the stern, mighty, and cruelly handsome obsidian-haired prince. The noble Shield Saveris, who was notable for his bravery as well as his distinct resemblance to the fair Aeren, was said to be bereft at his princely lover’s betrayal, as the romantic liaisons between royal and soldier had become infrequent and passionless, and the prince had traded in his steady companion for the erratic brilliance of a brattish blond boy.

There was a great deal of speculation over what sort of rift this romantic battle might cause between House Teramis and the House of the Avatar, though all knew Teramis was far more powerful, and the Avatar could not afford to lose its patronage. This public humbling of the Avatar was both a surprise to those who knew of Kovar’s devotion, and a delightful source of speculation to those who wished to fill the vacuum that might be caused by Kovar’s absences at the palace, both personal and political.

Handsome Saveris immediately began receiving gifts and flirtatious invitations, as many hoped to enjoy what royalty had enjoyed before them. While most androgynes scorned the mighty soldiers of Teramis as overdeveloped brutes, many secretly harbored a desire for a bit of rough. And Saveris was a very fine bit of rough indeed.

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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Three Part Two
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love.

WARNING: Child abuse. Some content may be disturbing for some readers.



PART I PART II
PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII
Part VIX
Part X
Part XI
Part XII
Part XIII

Love and Loyalty
Book 2 AEREN
Chapter 3 Part 3

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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Three Part Two
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love.

WARNING: Child abuse. Some content may be disturbing for some readers.



PART I PART II
PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII
Part VIX
Part X
Part XI
Part XII


Love and Loyalty
Book 2 AEREN
Chapter 3 Part 2


STORY NOTE: An Ovanan year is 14 years, so Seren is about 17 human years in this segment of the story. Ovanan children age slower than human children. He would appear to be about 12-13 in human years.




Aeren was asleep.

He’d staggered back to the water closet, this time on his own, and returned complaining about the soaked facility, forgetting that he’d been responsible for it, having been unable to hit the urinal in his drunken stupor. Afterward, flopping on the chaise in an untidy lump, emotionally and physically exhausted, he laid his head upon the pillow and was unconscious in the time it took for Kovar to walk back to his desk to get more fruit for Aeren to eat.

Kovar was fastidious enough to examine Aeren’s stocking feet for signs they’d been soiled in the water closet. Mercifully, they were clean.

The Prince examined the boy’s awkward posture on the chaise, and gently rearranged his limbs so that he would sleep more comfortably. Aeren grunted in his sleep. Kovar loosened the high collar of Aeren’s shirt, and reached for his queue, now an unruly tangle wrapped in an wrinkled trail of ribbon, and began carefully unbinding the great length of golden hair.

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I don't know much about this fanzine, and I have never seen it listed online anywhere. There is no publishing information, and the cover is bound on it backwards! Judging by the comments on page 1 about a new graphic novel collection, it must date to around 1997. Image Comics isn't mentioned as the publisher, but that collection was published first by Image Comics in that year, and Colleen Doran's self publishing company Aria Press was shut down after she went to Image. A Distant Soil is still published by Image Comics.

Since the 'zine has an encyclopedia of all the characters, this will come in as handy reference for the fan site!

I am going to upload the entire 'zine in batches. Here are the first four pages. All art is by Colleen Doran.

WARNING! Lots of spoilers.




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Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Three Part one
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love.

WARNING: Child abuse. Some content may be disturbing for some readers.



PART I PART II
PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII
Part VIX
Part X
Part XI





Love and Loyalty

Book 2 AEREN

Chapter 3


“Well,” said Aeren, in a voice that once again dripped with bitterness, “that finally shut you up.”

Kovar realized he’d been holding his breath.

“I wish you’d let me stay drunk,” said Aeren, looking into his glass, and away from the pain and horror in Kovar’s face. The Prince shifted in his seat, the first nervous motion Aeren had ever seen him make.

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TWO UPDATES IN TWO DAYS: ICYMI Anonymous Avatar sent extensive edits of previous chapters which fix continuity errors and also change Earth time to Ovanan time. An Ovanan year is 14 years, for example. Also, chapter headings will be revised. Three chapters have been reloaded so far.

Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Two Part Two
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love.

WARNING: Child abuse. Some content may be disturbing for some readers.



PART I PART II
PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII
Part VIX
Part X




Aeren's heart raced. He felt a guard softly squeeze his arm in sympathy, and he nearly sobbed aloud at the simple relief he felt at the small gesture. He felt naked and blind, his power crippled by the psi-blocks, small and weak among these giant people, and he knew that when he stepped into that office to be alone with Kovar, he would be absolutely helpless before him.

The sympathetic guard said nothing, nor did he look down at his charge, but marched him along until they reached the massive stone stairs that led to Kovar’s apartments. The Prince usually took his private lift, which Aeren had taken, escorted by guards, this morning. Aeren sniffed resentfully as he deduced that the Prince preferred to be seen striding ahead of him, a picture of composure, grace, and power, up the wide steps, as his newly acquired young ward, shorter, stumbling, and in an ill-fitting cadet’s breeches, trailed behind him. Everything Kovar did, Aeren thought, was designed to make others feel small, ineffectual and impotent.

As they reached the landing at the top of the stairs, the dark, massive, silver-chased doors to the apartments silently swung open. Of course Kovar could not have simple sliding doors, these had to take up space swinging about, thought Aeren. One had to make people stand back before one could get past them. Rather like Kovar himself.
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STORY NOTES: Anonymous Avatar has sent extensive edits of previous chapters which fix continuity errors and also change Earth time to Ovanan time. An Ovanan year is 14 years, for example. Also, chapter headings will be revised. I'll be loading them later this week. I'd love to load everything in one clean masterpost, but there's a character limit on what livejournal will let me load here.

Title -- "Love and Loyalty: Aeren" Book Two Chapter Two
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love.

WARNING: Child abuse. Some content may be disturbing for some readers.


PART I PART II
PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII
Part VIX



Aeren was escorted to the gymnasium flanked by enormous Shields. Immaculate boots beat a rhythm on the polished floors of the halls, a rhythm his much shorter stride and uncertain step disrupted. He was unbound, but did not bother to try to fight his captors. He knew he’d lose.

He’d been scrubbed and fitted into a young cadet’s uniform, clean, and black and simple, covering him from his throat to his wrists, from slim breeches to shining black boots. There had not been time to tailor the fit. His hair was tightly bound in a simple, hastily constructed queue that doubled his hair on itself and halved the length, wrapped in bands that wound the gleaming mass into a club that swayed against his back as he walked. The psi-blocks were visible at his temples, the skin an angry red where they pierced his flesh.

The gymnasium was the center of Teramis physical culture and the Prince was present to take exercise morning and evening in the facilities reserved for his personal use and that of his close staff. On this morning as Aeren arrived, a small, slender figure among mighty men any one of whom could kill him with a glancing blow, the Prince was the center of attention, surrounded by courtiers who watched as he and an opponent fought with sabers drawn. Naked to the waist, both men had no armor or padding for protection, wearing only plain, fitted grey breeches and gleaming black boots as they battled. They had slashes of red on face and body, shedding blood in rivulets down their pale skin. Kovar had a long cut on his face. It dripped red trails down his throat.

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UPDATED 9/30/16

Title -- LOVE AND LOYALTY an A DISTANT SOIL Novel Book Two: Aeren Chapter 1 Part 2
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- D'mer is on Kimar, fulfilling his marital duties. Kovar and Seren are truly alone for the first time.

WARNING: Child abuse. Some content may be disturbing for some readers.


PART I PART II
PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII Part VIII


“I was unaware,” said Prince Kovar, “that the Divinity was acquainted with Lord Acteon. How good of him to send you, his most beloved – intimate…" Kovar chose that word carefully and was rewarded with a hit "...with a personal message of sympathy,” he added. Aeren’s aura fluctuated. Kovar leaned back in his chair, his hands tapping the surface of his broad desk. The expression on his face was one of placid interest, but he was observing every tiny change in Aeren’s face, posture and in the color and light of his aura. He also observed that Aeren was wearing makeup. Fashionable among men and women at court, but the thick mask did not complement his complexion. The paint must be an attempt to conceal his flush response. He’d added color to his eyelids and cheeks, which Kovar thought unnecessary and unflattering.

The affair between Aeren and Etan was a poorly kept secret, and an explosive conflict within the House of the Avatar. Rumors flew that they had come to physical blows in their passion with one another. Aeren sought affection and approval from the man who had raised him from childhood, and Etan struggled with his holy orders. Fire and ice clashed. Most Avatars were celibate, though it was not a requirement of the office, and Etan’s periodic promises of purity were broken with regularity on the altar of Aeren’s beautiful body. They loved and hated each other in equal measure, fought like demons, parted like ambassadors of warring nations, and then returned, a temporary peace negotiated anew, soon furious and dependent again, and unable to end it.

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UPDATED 9/30/16

Title -- "Love and Loyalty": Book One "The Hour of Songs" Chapter 5 Part 2 and Book Two: "Aeren" Chapter One Part 1
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- The Avatar and his Shield Kovar must face a conspiracy that threatens everyone and everything they love.

WARNING: Child abuse. Some content may be disturbing for some readers.



PART I PART II
PART III Part IV Part V Part VI Part VII



“Divinity!” Rorvian gasped.

“Who is it? Do you have a name? A house?” Kovar prodded.

“Not exactly,” said the Avatar. He looked down and bit his lip. “It’s a face I recognize. I remember where I saw him…It was a long time ago.” He looked uncomfortable and bright red spots formed on his cheeks. He had trouble looking Kovar in the eyes. His aura cooled and waned. The memory was a deeply unhappy one.

“What is it?” Kovar said, very gently.

The Avatar paused and worried his lip some more. He took a deep breath, but did not raise his eyes. “I was a little boy. It was at the Lady Sere’s house.”

Kovar went cold. He could feel curiosity streaming off Rorvian, but Seren was as shielded as a fortress. Kovar hesitated then carefully took the Avatar’s hand in his own. He could feel relief then, surrender, and deep trust.

“Rorvian, I need you to leave,” said Kovar in a quiet voice of command.

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Title -- Love and Loyalty PART VII
Author-- AnonymousAvatar
series -- A Distant Soil
Disclaimer -- Colleen Doran owns all
Rating -- NC-17
Characters/Pairing -- Seren/ Kovar, D'mer/Seren
Summary -- D'mer is on Kimar, fulfilling his marital duties. Kovar and Seren are truly alone for the first time.

PART I PART II
PART III Part IV
Part V Part VI


There was a clumsy scramble for clothes and dignity to meet Jorvana’s 15 minute deadline. A part of Kovar wanted to bark at her and send her on her way without her prize Major in tow, but he didn’t want to offend the Avatar or risk losing favor, even though the Avatar was slow to vex, and quick to forgive. There was no time for a shower with water, with blood in his hair, the smell of sweat and bile, and his desperate need to feel the warm, relaxing torrent over his skin. He had to settle for a few passes of the cleanwave, which did not satisfy.

Rorvian was not his valet, but acted as one this evening. Kovar hadn’t assigned anyone to serve him in his private apartments since coming to the Avatar’s household, and had been as solitary and celibate as an acolyte since Saveris’s death. He’d brought no servants with him, as the Avatar could not afford them and he would be insulted if Kovar paid for them himself, even though Kovar was considerably wealthier than the Avatar.

Even in his haste, Kovar carefully and reverently folded his soiled uniform. He removed the wide silver sash he wore, the symbol of his mourning, and set it aside. It was the only outward display of grief Kovar made after Saveris’s funeral. The sash had come through his struggle with Trevian unsoiled.

Rorvian presented Kovar with a clean formal uniform from the Major’s closet. There had only been time to make two of the expensive garments since Kovar had come to serve the Avatar, so his dress options were limited. He could have had Saveris’s uniforms altered to suit him, but Kovar had insisted on sending them to eternity in the company of his dead lover on the funeral pyre. They took months to make, as only an acolyte of the Avatar’s house was permitted to create them by hand. Kovar found the ritual and expense involved absurd, but then, he had insisted on destroying an article of clothing so rare and meticulously crafted it qualified as an art object. After that, he supposed, he had no right to meddle in the traditions of the Avatar’s house.

Kovar frowned at the silver and white garment Rorvian held out to him. “No,” he said. “Something less formal.”

Rorvian looked confused. “For a private dinner with the Avatar?”

Kovar had dined with the Avatar in the company of others, but never privately. And never since he’d come to serve Seren. Seren, though genuinely fond of Kovar, had been unable to get past a childlike awe of men from Teramis, with their size and severity and cool discipline. Saveris had been the exception: his easy charm, kind manner, and extraordinary patience had won Seren’s trust and his heart. And while Seren trusted Kovar completely, he could never quite get over the feeling he was being judged whenever the Major looked at him.

Everyone felt this about Kovar, but Seren was too young and insecure not to take it personally.

“No, no, something I’d wear to a night with friends. Loose trousers, a shirt. Didn’t I bring anything from home?

Rorvian was at a loss. Kovar had never worn anything but the uniforms of the Avatar’s house since coming here, so he had no idea what Kovar might have in his closets. While the Major moved the wand of the cleanwave over his naked body and grabbed for fresh smallclothes, Rorvian discreetly turned away to give Kovar privacy, and made a dash to the closet again. A servant would be used to this kind of intimacy with a superior, but Rorvian was not, and his cheeks flushed at the sight of the former prince in his impressive glory.


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