A witches' tower

He had been wide-eyed as they left the valley behind, the sense of wonderment as he trudged through the snow with a stolen pair of shoes onto the faerie path almost infectious. Saying such stupid things like 'Mommy really is a fairy.' Lunnara had refreshed the spell shielding her from the cold, including the dragon in the casting, her own scant and alluring attire only a slight improvement compared to his nakedness.

A faerie path was a natural network of leylines connecting distant locations together, but for the unwary traveler accidentally stepping onto one could leave them with little chance to ever see home again. Most were active when certain conditions were met, the stars in a certain alignment, when bathed in the light of a full moon. Or during times of prophecy.

"Tell me, little one. Do you remember your name?" Breaking the tranquil peace only the deep and untouched wilderness possessed.

She saw a slight tremble in his lips as he shook his head. "No... Nothing..." Shoulders slouched. Even his cock seemed to flaccidly dangle sadly between his girthy set of balls. Perk up, 'little one,' you will have all the love and attention you need soon enough.

Taking him by her wrist, the sorceress pulled him closer, cradling him in her arms. "Guess that means it's up to mommy to give you one." The Winged ****, Ender of Life, Untold Black Horror, so many titles, but only one name to call his own, "Remus." Voice husky.

She had expected more when she uttered such a potent and meaning laden word. Fine. Settling for patting him on his soft head.

Inside, the dragon-spawn felt joy. Only partially by his mommy's show of affection as he leaned in to her touch, enjoying the warmth of their bodies joined together. Emotions stirred in his loins by his proximity to her. The name felt right, like it had always been his and not simply given to him by another. "Thank you, mommy. I love it."

"Good. That's enough now, Remi. Remember to not stray beyond the path." She warned and let him go, ignoring the pouting.

They exited onto a forested knoll. The temperature, climate and the thick scent of pollen wafting through the air told them they had left the wintry valley for one blooming with spring. At the border created by the horizon, sky and sea met in a gradient of blue.

A lone tower, decrepit and fallen to ruin after centuries of neglect could be sighted a little further away. The top of the tower had collapsed and now lay strewn around, most of it overgrown. The building was initially a kind of lighthouse left by the Nuk'karu to guide the one worthy to the temple. Eventually the faerie path would close and leave this place nothing but a relic of the ancient past. Countless and intricate rituals, consuming much of her stolen wealth, had made it livable however.

Soon I will live in a palace, an army of slaves to serve my every whim and desire. A dragon as my foot rest when I sit on my throne, the ambitious sorceress thought to herself as she watched an eager Remus running ahead.

Already waiting by the steel-reinforced gate by the time Lunnara caught up, the dragonling was impatiently shifting his weight between his feet. Sensually brushing her fingers under his chin as she moved past the sorceress brought him stumbling along. "No more of that, little one, stick close to mommy." Should find a leash, Mithril perhaps.

Entering into a room with a circumference several times that of the outside perimeter. On one side, alchemical experiments perched on metal frames, left untended while Lunnara was away, continued to bubble as the magical flames regulated their temperatures. Reagents neatly sorted and labeled were tucked away into shelves. Otherwise the furniture was sparse.

"Welcome home, Remi." In his enthusiasm to explore he missed her dry tone. The dark elf barely had time to close to door behind her before she saw him poking a container filled with amniotic fluid. The serpentine lifeform floating inside stirred and launched itself towards him. Its slit-like mouth breathed against the glass, leaking a pearly fluid that sunk to the bottom.

"Wh-wh-what is that?" He managed to stammer.

"One of my experiments, little one." She peaked over his shoulder. A parasite native to the jungles of Ara. It attaches itself to a female host and feeds on her sexual fluids. Used in some amazonian rituals and by whores in brothels. Inflames her desires for others of her sex, and, in rare cases, males. "Seems he likes you, Remi. Later, I'll introduce my pair of darlings."

"If I have too." The color draining from his skin, not at all comfortable with that thought.

She kissed his forehead. "Only if you want." Reassuring him. "Now, be careful and don't touch anything while I am going to get you some clothes." She left his side and disappeared up a set of stairs, the sorceress child-bearing hips swaying enticingly with each step.

Lunnara returned after a few minutes with a bundle of cloth. As she unfurled it and holding it up for his inspection, Remus shuddered. "All mommy have on hand that might fit are a few of her old dresses." Not bothering to hide her predatory grin or act apologetic.