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Chapter 9 by DemonD DemonD

What Will the New Day Bring?

Home Sweet Home

Slung over Remollie's shoulder, you are carried a long ways into the woods. Finally, she puts you onto your feet. You are in front of a gigantic tree with huge roots that spread out far and wide.

Remollie and Troila begin one of their chants, and as they do so, you notice that a door has appeared on one of the tree's roots. You enter with them and descend a winding staircase into the earth. The way is lit by glowing Lumi-Stones.

"We best keep him locked in the cellar." says Troila.

"Right you are, my wife." Remollie replies.

You notice various rooms along the way: bedroom, living spaces, kitchen and pantry. Finally, you arrive at the cellar. They untie your hands.

"Elf," says Troila, "You are our prisoner, and this is where you will stay until further notice. My wife and I have an errand to run, now."

"Over there, to your right, behind the curtains, you'll find the privvy." says Remollie. "And over to your left, there is a bath chamber. We hope that you'll use it."

The Nymph Women arrange a sleeping platform for you. There are blankets and pillows. Then, they leave.

Having nothing better to do, you walk into the bath chamber. You find that it has both hot and cold water available. You settle into the wooden tub with some soaps and shampoo that you've found. The hot water is relaxing, but nothing can change the fact that you are now a prisoner. Still, being a prisoner of these Nymph Women hasn't been all that bad.

The time passes. You dry off and climb onto the bed. You replay the day's events in your mind. Things didn't turn out quite as planned. Finally, the door opens and Troila and Remollie walk in. Remollie carries a tray of food.

"We thought you best eat." says Troila.

"Yes. Please." says Remollie. "You must be hungry.

Indeed, you are. Dinner is cooked grains and vegetables, chunks of smoked fish, and chilled chalka berries. It's quite good. Remollie hands you a goblet of mixed fruit wine to wash it all down--quite tasty. Troila makes her exit, not saying a word to you.

"Good!" says Remollie. "You've got to keep your strength up..Tomorrow's the big day!"

"What's going to happen?" you ask her.

Remollie gives you a goodnight kiss before she answers.

"Tomorrow," she says, "You're going to fuck the Nymph Queen!"

Will Stren Impress Her Majesty?

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