A small walk toward the throne room.

While you walk through the long corridor leading to the throne room you take the time to observe Lady Aenestis, the lady mage escorting you.

She is a looker, although she seems even younger than you. She must extremely talented to be a court mage when she seems to have just left her teenage years behind. Her hairs are of a blonde so clear and radiant that they almost seem white. Only a single streak of red hair betrays the monotony of it all. It’s probably just cosmetic. The only sign you can find on her that shows any kind of affectation.

Her alabaster skin seems extremely delicate, as smooth and supple as ivory. Her body is more on the thin side, but it suits her. And it emphasizes her curves that much more. Like the shapely ass and perky breasts from which you can guess the contour beneath her simple white robe.

You feel the first tingles of desire start to rise within you. You could take her right here, right now. Let free the ancient magic you hold within you. There doesn't seem to be any guard in the vicinity. Why wait?