Expectations and explanations 1

After the elves file out you use a flick of magic to close then lock all the doors. “It is truly amazing my king.” You look to Illenwyn who is looking at you while gently stroking your tail. “You can so easily interface with the control matrix of this castle even after it has been reformed. I will need at least several days to grow accustomed to the changes and regain the level of control I had.” You can hear a touch of bitterness in her voice. “Well, I suppose I need to confess to a fair bit of cheating. I am effectively a magical savant. When this body was being formed I ensured that it would have the highest magical potential possible. I would guess I may become one of the most powerful magical beings this world has ever known.” You can see that this not only mollifies the elf queen but also seems to arouse her. Her hand tightens on your tail and you can see the flush of arousal warming her body.

“Before we continue, I think that as a group we need to set a strong foundation or this harem that will form the core of what I hope to be a global hegimon will lack the strength to support what is to come.” You reshape the dais and the plinth. Rotating the chairs around so everyone can look comfortably to anyone else. Though you do keep the four who were sitting with you on the plinth where they were, you had not been lying about keeping at least a part of your hoard within your grasp. “Now that we are more comfortably able to see each other I think it’s time to get expectations and ground rules out of the way. First, I consider you all my harem and hoard. Yes, I understand that is one sided and possessive but there it is. I am a dragon and such very possessive of my hoard. I will do my best to not be smothering or controlling however, I categorically refuse to share my lovers with anyone. That said I am not going to be randomly grabbing women and adding them to the harem. Most likely you will only gain a small number of sisters. Now if any of you wish to seek pleasure and comfort with each other I strongly encourage that.”

“I also want this to be as open and friendly a group as possible. I want disagreements settled as openly as possible, I do not want petty scheming, backstabbing, or cattiness.” You look around to all your women. Surprisingly you do not find much in the way of resentment or defiance in them. Then you remember most of them come from strongly patriarchal societies or those ruled by dragons. This may be slightly easier than you had feared. Had you made this pitch in your old-world best case they would have walked out worst case one of them at least would have tried to kill you.

Looking around again you point to Illenwyn “You have questions?” And a need to get fucked, note to self get a couple elf scaleling children in her stat, need a clear line of succession for her to hand the leadership of your people over to when she is ready to retire.

“Yes my lord husband, I have to ask when you accepted my wish I felt something breaking. If the curse of sterility is upon my people still what was that I felt.” “Oh, that. No that was the curse breaking or rather one of them.” “What!” “Yes, when I broke the curse that was keeping your people from having children I felt something else. I am guessing that even before the **** curse from the deamon your people were having trouble conceiving? Further, I would guess that any magic other than ice is extremely difficult for your people to perform if not impossible?” You watch as Illenwyn filters through her long memory and then the light comes on. “His gift, what he said would make it so we could thrive in the northern lands. It was a trap!” “I am just guessing but I imagine as an inherently magical people elver use some level of nature and life magic during reproduction. When the deamon granted your request, he probably stole most of the capacities for other magic and replaced it with ice-based magic. I imagine as a deamon of cold he was resistant if not immune to his element and the stolen potential probably made it a bitch to kill him.”

By the time you finish Illenwyn is just about to set the air on fire with her cursing. You let her get the anger out of her system as the other harem members watch on with varying degrees of empathy and compassion. As her cursing turns to sobs you use your tail. _Seriously how did you get by without one? _To gently scoop her out of her chair and bring her into your embrace. There is nothing sexual this time just you giving comfort and silent support. Though you are mostly focused on you ice queen you pick up bits and pieces of what the others are talking about. Most of it seems to be comparing notes of what they know or have heard about the ice elves and how this puts things in a new light. From what you can gather the reputation of the ice elves is… well it’s bad really bad. Your plan for the ritual better work or you are going to have one hell of an uphill battle to get people to accept you elven subjects at all.