A spent Princess

4th Amansdae, the 30th day of the month of Semens (Sem), the 3672nd year of Salvation's Landing

Walking into the bedchambers, the women stepped softly. She wondered if she had shared too much. The other girls acted more remote than they had been. That changed a bit when they got closer to the massive bed that Tabitha contained in her chambers. The first thing to notice was that oh so familiar odor of sex that was becoming more and more a commonplace for her bed. The thought that her chambers were developing into a sort of getaway for carnal interludes brought a small smile to her face, the concept being so incongruent with what she had been thought of for so many decades. The aloof Magistricia who thought only of her works. Well, truth be told, this may just be more of the same, she ruminated to herself.

There they were greeted by the naked back and backside of Reglin as he lay on his side facing away. Tabitha could not help but pause to take in the sight alongside the two younger women. His back was wide, wider by the day it seemed, with muscles slabbed on in increasing density. In her youth while she trained as an Arcanist they were required to learn a good bit of human anatomy and physiology given the Arcanist’s role on the battlefield. Right now, all those lessons came back to her and she could swear that she could name all the muscles on that heavily muscled back. The look was not for everyone. In fact, before now Tabitha would have said that she was partial to a leaner man. More like how Reglin had been before he and the artifact came into partnership.

The Magistricia could all but feel Asha and Oliyah’s eyes feasting on the man. His upper arm was draped over what could only be Yelena on the far side of them. Tabitha gave Asha a poke and a nod of the head for her to follow, then did the same to Oliyah. The buxom blonde then padded her way around to the other side of the bed.

On the other side she saw both Reglin and Yelena’s faces, eyes shut in peaceful sleep by the looks of it. Yelena’s dirty blonde hair was tousled and ratted up, showing evidence of what could have only been an exertion of incredible energy on the lovers’ part. The girl’s face was a visage of exhausted ecstasy, a subtle smile that even sleep couldn’t remove.

“She looks rode hard and put away wet… Pun intended…” Asha whispered with a grin. “Can’t say she looks upset by it though.” The Princess had blankets pulled up to cover her front just enough to conceal her buds of breasts. Her skin that was visible showed a healthy flush to it still. Perhaps they had had more than just the one bout?

“She looks less the worse for wear than I have seen of you, love…” She prodded at the brunette with a smile, though she told the truth. Asha looked as though she had run a dozen miles and then wrestled a bear just after the previous night’s encounter.

Asha made a noise and rolled her eyes, “I don’t believe you…” She said simply. However, the girl’s hand had made its way up to her own neck and made small strokes to it as she looked reminiscent.

At Asha’s words though, Reglin’s one visible eye had opened and looked at them, comprehension showing immediately. He brought the draping arm’s hand up and made a shushing signal. The big man then began to disentangle himself from Yelena in surprisingly deft movement before rolling over to the other side and standing up. Right in front of Oliyah.

Apparently, just the nude backside of Reglin had ended up rooting the handmaiden in her place. And now the poor girl stood just a handful of feet of his quite nude front. Tabitha did not need any keen observational skills to track where Oliyah’s brown eyes were fixated as they stared unblinking. The girls mouth hung open slightly in shock and those eyes were as big as saucers. Color had begun to spread to every visible inch of the maiden.

Not being able to see Reglin’s face from her current vantage point, she could only presume that he too was taken offguard by Oliyah’s presence, as it took him a few seconds to make any sort of movement. She heard him mutter something to the girl and dropped his hands to give the slightest semblance of modesty before slinking off in an uncharacteristically chagrinned manner.

As Reglin went to retrieve his clothing, Tabitha looked back to Oliyah. She had not stopped looking at Reglin as he had walked away, the same poleaxed look on her face. The Royal Advisor could sympathize. She could only imagine what a woman who had never been with a woman before would think when she came face to face with Reglin’s manhood. Imposing was the word that came to mind. But, by the Gods, did it feel wonderful once it made its way inside you.

Giving a quiet ‘psst’ to get Oliyah’s attention, she beckoned the girl to her and Asha as the two of them withdrew from the bed area and over toward one the small tables and chairs along the opposite wall. Pulled out of her catatonic state, Oliyah gave a shake then silently walked to meet them.

Reglin had pulled up his smallclothes but seemed content enough with that for the time being. Instead of dressing further, he had pulled out the scroll and was opening it on the small table. Tabitha made her way to his shoulder with Asha in tow and Oliyah further behind.

Taking a peek around his shoulder, Tabitha was able to see roughly what he was reading. He glanced sideways at her, gave a small smile, and twisted his shoulders a bit so that she could move in a little closer. Now that she was able to focus on what he was reading, she saw that he was looking at Oliyah’s entry.

Looking back to the scroll momentarily, Tabitha could see the magickal language Reglin read as it said something new, something they had not seen before. Before she could read it fully, the towering young man twisted his head around, causing the script to disappear as it did. Tabitha turned with him and together they caught Oliyah staring at Reglin’s muscular backside with unhidden yearning. Asha began to giggle then, “You can’t really blame the girl. The way you keep filling out, Goldy…” Tabitha’s fellow lover gave Reglin comically suggestive eyebrow waggles and puckered her lips to blow him a kiss.

This of course drew Oliyah’s attention away from her target of staring, her fast turning crimson as she realized what she had just been caught doing. Looking rattled, the handmaiden made furtive movements, looking like she wanted to run. But when she made eye contact with Reglin, the mannerisms ceased, “W-What? What is it?” She said in barely a whisper.

Reglin’s lips turned upward further, broadening his smile. The boy’s countenance was disarming, Tabitha thought to herself once more, adding the number to the thousands of times she had been made to think it. “It’s something new… About you specifically, I believe. Unless your particular talent is not so unique.” He gave a shrug, “I believe it is unique enough that the scroll made it available for you individually…”

The young man spoke again as if the scroll was sentient, and with such surety. Tabitha had to speak up, “You have said that you think there is more to the artifact than just a vessel for affection… You obviously still that is case. You believe that it is aware of those around you and adjusts itself accordingly?”

Turning his head to look at Tabitha again, the young man nodded with a sagely assurance that was well beyond his years if someone was to ask the Royal Advisor, “I do…” His words were short and confident, thought they remained almost a whisper as he was allowing for the Princess to slumber further. Going back to the scroll, he read on. Tabitha saw that he was looking into Yelena’s entry. He nodded once more to himself and said quietly, “Fluxii Magickae…”

Watching her lover close his eyes and take a few deep breaths, Tabitha had become aware that this was how he collected himself for viewing auras with her time spent with him. With that hint to work with, the Arcanist used her own ability to see the streams of mana. With how skilled she was, the ability came to her nearly instantaneously, though her emotional audit had become far more dynamic in this last week. When Reglin opened his eyes, he turned to look at Yelena as she slept, and Tabitha did the same.

The Princess’ handmaiden must have followed suit as well. She made a perplexed sound that drew Tabitha’s eyes to her momentarily, “That’s strange… The streams come from her like normal. But the streams that flow to her and about her are acting, well… strange.”

Reglin nodded, as did Tabitha. But it was Tabitha that responded. “The streams can feel her ability and hand about her, waiting for her to make use of them. She is of course, very new to this and the streams will only be brought to use with much practice. More than likely, the first two days or so will be her trying to bring about a puff of wind with little to no success… It will be difficult…”

Oliyah’s face wore incredulity on it, “A-Are you saying?... Are you saying that she’s…” The right words seemed to elude the poor girl and Tabitha felt for her. It was quite a thing, if you really thought about it. This man here just made someone into a budding Arcanist. The notion of such a thing would shake the columns of society if it were to become known.

“She is a newly awakened Arcanist… In the roughest sense of the title. She will be spending most of her waking hours within my reach if I have any say in the matter. And I think that once it becomes known to the King that his daughter can become a Magicker, I think he will think much along those lines…” The honey-blonde woman stated without any real pomp.

The girl went quiet once more, looking astonished. Tabitha turned to look at her lover once more. Every time her eyes laid on him, it did something in her tummy. As if she were but an adolescent girl peeking at her childhood crush from behind the stable wall. He was a beautiful and frightening thing truly. Frightening with how beautiful he was, and beautiful in how frightening he was as well. Like the books she read of the lands to the south that was home to those giant cats referred to as lions. The males were massive beasts, fearsomely muscled, and vicious. Yet, there was a beauty in them still. One male would lay claim to all the females in their group that was referred to as a ‘pride’. All these thoughts ran through Tabitha in but a moment. Perhaps he was a lion made man in a way. His growing ‘pride’ certainly could attest to that. With that, the buxom blonde looked and saw that he was once more delving into the contents of the scroll.

Turning around abruptly to look at Oliyah, who stood behind him, the girl jumped and gave a quiet squeak. Beside Oliyah Asha struggled to keep her giggles from outright laughter. “~Someone got caught staring as Reglin’s pretty little ass~…” the big-butted brunette said in a sing-songy fashion. “I know because I was staring too…” Her grin showed no signs of embarrassment at the idea.

Oliyah however showed signs that she may die from mortification. The precursor of such a **** being all the blood leaving everywhere else in her body and going to her cheeks. Tabitha could not help but chuckle, but offered some solace, “It is a lovely ass, yes… Seems to become better by the day too…” the Handmaiden’s eyes were down at her feet while she took the brunt of the jokes, “W-We really should get the Princess up and back to her rooms…” She said meek as a mouse.

Reglin’s stare at Oliyah had not changed a bit. There was a look of astonishment of his own now when Tabitha looked at him. She had to ask, “What is it that has got you looking at the poor girl like that… It is hardly comforting to have a man such as you stare at someone. It is disquieting…”

Giving his head a shake, Reglin pulled himself out of his fugue, “Oh… Oh, I apologize Mistress Oliyah… But if I am being honest, I just read something that I can attain for you that is for you alone, I believe… Unless there are others with your capabilities that we don’t know of…”

The girl’s brown eyes snapped up to meet his own hazel, the look in his becoming more and more knowing. Her mouth worked for a few seconds before she was able to make any comprehensible words, “I-I’m in that… thing?” She had crossed her arms and was hugging herself.

Giving a single nod, Reglin smiled at Oliyah, looking like he was wanting to reassure her. “Indeed so… An entry called ‘Manae Innectii’… I can say it aloud because I do not have the necessary streams to give to you for it just yet. But I think it might be something to offer you if you’d like…”

Tabitha’s own curiosity was piqued alongside Oliyah, as was Asha’s evidently by the look on her face. Tabitha spoke, “Mana Weave? Or something along those lines… It’s not an exact language. It functions more off of need really. What does it do?”

The warm smile that Reglin wore really did do a great job of diminishing his intimidating presence. He looked at all three women in turn before saying, “Weaver of Mana… The description spoke of the weaver being able to make use of her ability to see the streams of mana by being able to gather them to her. She can weave the streams like threads in a tapestry before send it to an Arcanist to use. Not something I can truly speak to, but maybe she can provide reserve mana to a Magicker? Or make it easier for a Magicker to harness the mana?” He gave a nonchalant shrug of his massive shoulders then.

It took everything in Tabitha to not gape at such a description. Not only was Oliyah the only person she knew of with this particular talent, but this artifact was now offering Reglin ways for her to augment it. Perhaps he was right in thinking that there was an inherent intelligence in the scroll. Tabitha chose to remain silent, not trusting her voice at the moment.

The poor Handmaiden’s face was not meant to be composed this night it seemed. Oliyah was getting something new flung at her at every turn she probably thought. Little did she know that this was becoming more the norm in their lives. “I… I don’t know… what that even means…” The girl’s eyes could not stop looking like they wanted to pop out of her skull.

Giving another lackadaisical shrug, Reglin smiled wider, still making nothing of the fact that he stood amongst these women in nothing but smallclothes that did nothing to hide his considerable attributes. If he noticed Oliyah’s eyes glancing down to take in the sight of his manhood on numerous occasions, he made no note of it. “You don’t have to worry too much. I have a ways to go before I can offer it to you. But if I understand it, instead of just seeing the streams, you would be able to harness them and let someone like Tabitha use it…”

Giving a very faint nod in response, Oliyah’s eyes went downward in what looked like a contemplative visage. However, Tabitha noticed that those eyes were contemplating something different than mana streams if her own eyes did not deceive her. Asha must’ve noticed the same, for she gave a snort of a laugh that caused Oliyah’s eyes to come back up.

“Well… We really should get Princess back to her rooms… Truly this time.” Her hands came down and smoothed the skirts she wore in a nervous manner.

Everyone was in agreement and let Reglin lay back down in bed to rouse Yelena in as pleasant a way as possible, given the hour. The girl was quite **** to stir and judging by the look of things Tabitha understood. She could empathize with the young Princess, knowing that splendid soreness that she was feeling in sex. No, she would not be quick to want to move for certain.

Over a few minutes of words and kisses, Reglin was able to convince Yelena that she did indeed need to get to her rooms before too many people were about in the palace halls. Reglin had gone to get dressed to escort the two women to their quarters before he was convinced that they would be easier to hide from eyes if his towering form was not there to light the way. Reluctantly, he agreed.

As the two were readying to leave Tabitha did not bring up the fact that Yelena was now a fledgling Magicker, but did say that the Princess should come to the library offices when she could after Drill day. Confused a bit by the request and her currently exhausted state, the tiny Princess just not nodded before bringing up the hood of a robe they had borrowed from the Magistricia.

Reglin went out of the quarters with Yelena and Oliyah, to escort them to the library doors he said. Tabitha and Asha took the time to strip down naked and get under the blankets in the bed, both feeling the effects of a long night. Almost unconsciously, the two women moved close to one another and cuddled each other in a more loving than sensual way. However, when Reglin came back to the bed a couple of minutes later, those touches did in fact become more sensual under his presence.

It looked like sleep would be a little further off just yet. Not like Tabitha would mind though…

~This is knowledge for the Reader~

The Affection Multiplier

~Mana: 692 (-431) 261~

~Mana Channels: ~Labiae Passionii (Lips of Passion) free, ~ Corpu Vigorii (Vigorous Body) 100, ~ Uirtau Proelium (Martial Prowess) 100, ~Mensu Lucidae (Bright Mind) 100, ~ Tactu Beatae (Blissful Touch) 100, ~Plurem Amatrixae Normalii (The Normalcy of Many Loves) 500, ~Corpu Libidaem (Lustful Body) 100, ~Corpu Spectabilum (Intimidating Body) 100, ~Mentulae Potencii (Potent Cock) 150, ~Limbu Infinitum (Endless Loins) 100, ~Voluptae Gustatum (Delightful Flavor, Gratify the Appetite), ~Figurae Cultura (Shaping Culture), ~Vulgum Venerae (The Love of the Masses), ~Corpu Vigorii Magii (A More Vigorous Body) 400, ~Fluxii Magickae (The Flow of Magick - Yelena Polivander) 500

~Lovers~ A: 300 E: 294 L: 300
~Tabitha~ Affectionae: 100 Erosii: 100 Libidae: 100 (Effective 80)
~Asha~ A: 100 E: 100 L: 100 (Effective 81)
~Princess Yelena~ A: 100 E: 94 (+6) 100 L: 100 (Effective 65)

~Royal Polivander House~ A: -32

~Nobles~ A: 125 E: 12 L: 88

~Royal and Noble maidens~ A: 227 (+7) 234 E: 16 (+6) 22 L: 148 (+14) 162
~Maiden Caterina~ A: 20 E: 1 L: 4
~Maiden Gwynfuir~ A: 15
~Maiden Erynna~ A: 6
~Maiden Oliyah~ A: 60 (+7) 67 E: 8 (+6) 8 L: 41 (+14) 55
~Maiden Iridia~ A: 4
~Maiden Freighla~ A: 76 E: 7 L: 67
~Maiden Deela~ A: 16 L: 2
~Maid Camilla~ A: 30 L: 34

~Day watch~ A: 249 E: 3

~Evening watch~ A: 22

~Night watch~ A: 6

~Palace Staff~ A: 70 L: 8