Back at the castle...

After buying your way out of trouble, you make your way back to the castle to lie down for a bit. You couldn't exactly explain why, but all that banging earlier had you feeling pretty drained.

After lazily pushing the door open, you drag yourself over to your bed and plop down on top of the covers. As your eyelids slowly start to drape down over your eyes, you can't help but wonder about that weird stuff in the bottle Illuminata had given you. You don't remember getting any on yourself while sprinkling it in the garden before bed last night, and you certainly didn't drink any of it. Oh, well. At least it's over now. With the festival won, and the weird shit out of the way, you breath a sigh of content as you finally fall asleep.

***

Bright rays of sunlight pour through the windows and fill your room with light as they shine down into your eyes without any concern for whether you like it or not. As usual, you don't take the sun's presence so kindly, and shift to the side to cover your eyes. You succeed in doing so, but now that you're awake, you can't get back to sleep. A strange sense of anxiety and unrest starts to build inside of you, but for the life of you you can't figure out why. A moment later you hear the door open as someone enters your room.

"Goooood Mooooorning..." you hear the lazy voice of your butler greet you again. At hearing her voice, your eyes suddenly shoot open, and you quickly roll around to face her. "Oh!" she squeaks in surprise at your abrupt movement.

Her eyelids are drooped lethargicaly about halfway down her eyes as she stares at you in sleepy surprise. You've always found her attractive, but for some reason this morning you find yourself even more attracted to her than normal. In fact, just the sight of her, standing there with her half-lidded eyes and her cute little mouth pursed into a curious pucker, you feel an odd tingly feeling not unlike the one you felt at the flower shop yesterday.

"Lest, are you okay?" she asks with genuine concern. The sound of her voice alone causes you to fidget almost uncontrollably. Suddenly, you're filled with the urge to fuck her sensless. Your cock has already begun to harden at the thought of ramming it inside of her, and you're afraid that you won't stop feeling like this until you make the thought a reality. But this is a delicate subject. If you just go blurting out 'I want to fuck you,' like some deviant, there's no telling what could happen. Then again, it's getting pretty damn painful having to hold yourself back. Maybe the direct approach is best?