Elven

Over the next few days, you and Kiara grew much closer as wedding preparations continued. Elara was continuing to be incredibly flirty, and would reward you with flashes of her assets when you favored her in the Orc King’s Court.

Kendra explained Sable, the Demoness of Love, who’d destroyed her kingdom. Bathrok kept trying to get with Kendra’s toned, lithe body, and Elara shuts him down every time.

Currently, you and Mom were cuddling on the balcony of your room.

“So. Baby, I have a confession. You and I... are destined to be together.” Mom smiles weakly.

“What?” you ask, confused.

“I was born in the Elf Kingdom. There, my fate was foretold by an Oracle. My fate was that one day, I would have a child with and marry my eldest son. Our daughter would become the new Elven Oracle, and usher in a golden era of peace.” Mom smiles. You kiss her deeply.

“Where is the Elf Kingdom?” you ask. Mom bites her lip and kisses you.

“The Forest of Lust.” Mom admits.

“Seriously?” you ask, groaning.

“Only those with Elven blood can pass through the Arch of Spirits.” Mom soothes.

“So... me, you, and Clara can go?” you check.

“Yes. But only you and I are going.” Mom smiles.

“What about Clara?” you ask.

“She’s fated to marry a demon.” Mom shrugs. You gasp in shock, and Mom pulls you in for a kiss.

“So... what lurks in the Forest of Lust?” you ask.

“Impulsi. They tap into your impulses and create a lust vision where you literally fuck until you die.” Mom says, softly.