Chat with Amara.

Amara turns. She brings a hand back through her golden locks, and her beautiful smile is almost as warm as the hot spring's steamy waters. She's always been the most soft-spoken of the three core members of your party. Eva would be throwing a fit, and Niki would probably get you kicked from the spring with her shouting, but right now, everything is peaceful and quiet. It's halfway through the afternoon already, though the area within the forest is cooler than the city of Avana has been getting. A nice, refreshing breeze blows through your brown as the clouds of steam waft away towards the tree tops.

Though despite her being naked, she still has that white and pink choker around her neck. It makes it even hotter.

"Who do you think that Witch of Decay really was?" Amara asks. "We have mostly been needing to handle threats stemming from Demon King Sa'dis, but his name never came up."

"Maybe she was just a random bad guy," you say. "Like, a side quest."

She sinks down deeper into the water and sighs. "Perhaps. She was quite strong however, and her desire to bring an army of undead here is worrying. She must have had a goal in mind."

"How did she even open a portal?"

After sitting back up, Amara cups her hands together and raises some of the glistening spring water closer to her face. "There are certain points in the world where magical energy, natural mana within the world, coalesces. These can be both beneficial or dangerous depending on who utilizes them. It would not be strange to learn that this hot spring is one of those points given the healthy properties the water is known to have. I imagine the residents here will promptly work on finding a way to prevent something similar from happening." She holds the water up above herself, and the gently pours it down over her head.

"Now that you mention it, I feel great despite everything that happened."

"My mana is regenerating at a quicker speed as well."

I feel that too. It's a bit like soaking in a mana potion, or health potion, or something. I have no idea, but it's nice. My skin already feels smoother than before. I wish there was such thing as a flying house. We could plop the manor down here and live happily... Go to the hot spring every day. Spend time with the elves...

"What do you think of my mother, Kyle?" she asks.

She's been continuing to call me Kyle, whether we're alone or not. I'm so used to her using words like Mister or Miss. Elves sound polite whenever they speak. I guess it's just how they think about language. After all this time, there is something weirdly intimate about hearing her say my name. "I think she's great. Powerful, beautiful. I'm glad you were able to see her again."

Amara smiles wide. "I am glad. My whole life, I have been trying to be like her. I do think I have come a long way, but seeing her today... Not only is she more powerful than I am, but it is not just that. She rushes into danger with no hesitation, like a hero. She emits an aura of confidence and grace. Meanwhile, I feel as if I am a wallflower by comparison."

You lean back against the stone--arms behind, resting outside the water. "Well, do you want to be the center of attention?"

"My mother--"

"Yeah, but do you want to be? Role models aside. When you picture yourself in that kind of position, how does it feel?"

She turns her gaze to the water. "I wish to help others, and become a grand and powerful cleric. Strong enough to save others from evil, and restore those who are injured. A beautiful, mature, elven woman, like an angel in white, bringing hope to those with hearts filled with fear." Slowly, she turns her eyes back to you with pink in her cheeks. "It is embarrassing to say something like that."

"But you're not bombastic. Running head-first into danger isn't what defines a good person. If anything, getting yourself hurt or killed is only going to make things more difficult. And Amara... You're one of the most mature people in the household. Granted, you still seem to be in complete denial about enjoying your magical mutation thing--"

"Thank you!" she interrupts, and bops her fist down gently against her palm. "You are right. Your words are kind, Kyle. I have a long way to go, but perhaps I will reflect on what my goals truly are. Certainly though, my mother is a wonderful role model."

"Maybe, but you're also a different person."

Is she closer than she was at the start? I swear she was farther away before. Has she been slowly scooting towards me, and I didn't even notice?

"What do you think of the others?" she asks. "Those in Dragonhide Manor."

"I... What do you mean? I think everyone's great. Well, usually also a big headache, but--"

"I think you are very sweet. Everything you put yourself through. And it is not easy to find the time and energy to split your affection between so many girls." Again, she scoots closer. Now she sits close enough to move her hand through the water, and gently place it on your leg. Now she whispers. "Spending this much time here with me. It means a lot. And after you were able to meet Niki's and Eva's family, it makes me smile to know you have met mine as well. I think my mother likes you too."

"Heh. I'm glad."

Her hand slowly slides up to your thigh. "My mother and I may be different people, though we are similar in some regard. I think now the two of us both think you are someone special. If anyone were tasked with leading a fight on a Demon King, of course it would be you. A hero." Meanwhile, her other hand brushes over the choker around her neck.

"A hero?" you ask beneath your breath. "I haven't thought about that in a long time."

You feel the gentle touch of her fingers maneuver farther up your leg. They brush over one of your balls, and then you shiver as she gliders her hand up the shaft of your cock. As she does, she leans up and whispers right beside your head. "You are a hero to me." Her breath tickles the inside of your ear. As she whispers, the grip of her hand slowly tightens. You can't even tell she's doing it when you glance down to the steam and glistening blue water.

"It warms my heart to see you so close," comes a voice from behind. It causes both you and Amara's hand to twitch in surprise.

You turn to see Yaera Tedrilui, the mother of Amara, walking up the stone back towards the water. Your eyes widen, and you make a strange guttural noise when you take in the view of her completely naked body. Though she does look similar to Amara in a lot of ways, the way she speaks and walks is done so with more maturity. Her chest is more ample, though still perky and her skin is as smooth as any other elf. Her sexy bare hips sway as she makes her way over--chest bouncing, long golden hair flowing in the breeze. Your eyes trail down her bust, down her cute stomach, and to the pussy between her legs. To your surprise, and to your arousal, Amara doesn't let go of you beneath the water either.

When you realize her hand is still there, you look back swiftly, but it's no accident. She turns away nervously--face filling with colour--but only tightens her grip, as if to signal that she isn't planning to release you anytime soon.

"May I join now?" her mother asks.

"Of course you may," replies Amara. "Please."

"Thank you, sweet heart."

With a smile, she steps down into the water directly on the other side of where you're sitting. Amara on your right, and now her mother on your left. She relaxes back into the hot spring--tits floating to barely show her small, pink nipples right at the surface of the water. You tense up. Two gorgeous, naked elves sit on either side, like the world's hottest sandwich. Yaera sits so close that when she readjusts herself, her leg brushes against yours. Meanwhile, you still have Amara's hand gripping your cock, completely hidden from her mother's view.