Trial of Wisdom - The Prince has to pick who to please from a line up pairs, all who have a surprise for him

You don't quite fully appreciate the slightly cruel nature of what the second trial entails until you stand beside Amelia at the private balcony overlooking the stage area and you can see what's before the prince. From your vantage point, you can see the pairs of women currently concealed behind sets of curtains that Prince James will need to pick from with the very limited information he likely has and what he can recognise in a few short moments he'll have to look them over before making a decision.

The first pair are a couple of fae creatures, you can tell they're nymphs but you can't quite narrow down which aspect of nature they represent, although it wouldn't matter much, since all are mischievous especially when it comes to mating. You doubt the Prince's education covered much of the Fae realms or their complex and convoluted history, so you are fairly certain he won't be aware of the many customs and pitfalls of interacting with even these minor Fae creatures. You imagine that should the Prince pick these twins, he'll enjoy himself, but will likely end up promising or giving away something of great importance to him in the heat of the moment.

Normally the few Fae creatures who like to avail or offer their services to your club are bound by your club rules and can't use their interpretation of people's words as an offer or a gift. Having to generate someone a new set of lungs because they described a fairy was breathtaking turns out to be only funny the first time it happens. However, taking a brief look at the two nymphs you can tell they're still fresh from their home plane, meaning the Prince would have to be very careful about what he said, which is difficult enough when you are aware of the danger, let alone when you're oblivious.

The next duo seems to be the obvious safe choice, albeit it is still the unpalatable choice for Prince James, depending on how comfortable he is with his sexuality. A pair of Elven siblings, a brother and a sister which you've seen making the rounds among the circles of the well-to-do who enjoy exotic companions that might upset their more repressed and reserved peers. Part of you wonders how many favours or how much gold she had to set aside just to get them to visit for a chance their services might be needed. From their reputation you know the siblings would be an enjoyable experience for the Prince, that he wouldn't even have to interact with the brother if he chooses not to. Yet you suspect some long-traditional prejudice or ill-serving cultural norm might prevent the Prince from even considering the Elves an option.

The third pair makes for an interesting choice, the one you might consider after the Elven siblings if you were in the Prince's position but then you suspect that's largely down to being a futa and therefore knowing how fun being one and being with one can be. The two Amazonian women are from a prominent tribe that has a shamanistic or druidic culture that reveres nature and celebrates it. This tradition sees its members embued with the powers and qualities of the various sacred animals they revere, some of these gifts manifest physically, while others are more subtle.

You're able to ascertain from their eyes and ears that these women are from a tribe that revere wolves, and while they might on the surface appear mostly humanoid. As your balcony avails you of a birds-eye view of the pair you're able to notice something bright red against the bronze complexion of her skin, when one of the women adjusts the modest beast skin attire covering her lower body something. So should the Prince pick these women, he might get a lot more than he bargained for. This still makes this pair the next safest choice for the Prince, although you suspect one more he'll avoid, as while their clothes might conceal the shape of their anatomy, they do little to conceal the size of it.

Finally, the last pair is something you recognise straight away, given how many of them you employ and have the pleasure of dealing with in your club. A pair of succubi sensually teasing each other practically playing to the audience before they're even visible to them, the pair sense your watchful gaze and turn their attention upwards, waving and blowing you a kiss. Your expert eyes rapidly look over the two demonic women and quickly notice a lack of any of the usual protective wards or enchanted jewellery that helps prevent the Succubus from draining too much from their partners, making this pair the most dangerous to the Prince.

You're about to raise your concern to your friend Amelia, wondering just how far she is willing to go to get rid of her would-be suitor since there would be nothing you or any of your club staff could do to bring the Prince back should the Sucubbi drain his life **** away. However, almost as if fate or the gods were watching and thought this would be a fun joke at your expense, the Prince steps onto the stage as the curtains concealing the women fall. You scarcely have enough time to will the Prince not to pick the Sucubbi, before his hand points at them.

"Are you sure about that, don't want to think this over a little more, it is the trial of wisdom after all," Xia asks, knowing full well at a glance how dangerous her unbound and unwarded kin could be to the Prince.

"I am," Prince James replies. "I suspect the trick to this game is that the more dangerous they appear the safer I'll be," The Prince adds confidentally.

"Damn, that actually would have made for a good twist," Amelia muses to herself. "Sort of regret not setting it up like that," She adds with a low giggle.

"An interesting theory, we'll have to see how it works out," Xia replies nervously, her eyes glancing up at you for reassurance, although the look of concern on your face is more than enough to tell Xia things were quite possibly out of hand. "So I will remind you, Prince, at any moment during the trial you can give up if you feel like it," Xia offers hopefully.

"I thank you, but that won't be necessary," The Prince replies.

"Alright then, we'll thank the other pairs for their time, but without any further delay let's get the second trial started," Xia announces as the audience responds with a loud cheer.

"You wouldn't let the Prince actually expire in this attempt, would you?" You ask Amelia softly.

"I won't lie, I considered it, but with the arrangements I made for the third and final trial, I decided to go for an alternative solution," Amelia replies after pausing long enough to make you sweat.

"What sort of solution?" You ask nervously.

"One that guarantees the Prince will lose the final trial, but ensure no harm will come to him," Amelia says in a reassuring tone. "Well no physical harm at least," She adds with a soft laugh. "His reputation and ties to his family on the other hand, that's another matter entirely," She adds with a wicked grin.

"That I can work with," You reply with some relief.

"Excellent, now I believe we have a lengthy ritual and spellwork to undergo while the Prince enjoys himself," Amelia coos softly.

Knowing the Prince isn't in any mortal peril, you're happy to turn your attention to the complex magical conundrum of unravelling the innate magical resistant elements of Amelia's Vampire Physiology. It's a rather ingenious solution, which involves suppressing the magical resistance of a tiny part of Amelia's body, and then painstakingly weaving magic into the very part which powers the resistance. Keeping the magic in a raw form that doesn't react or do anything to prevent the rest of her body from rejecting it.

Slowly but surely tricking the magical resistance properties of Vampire physiology to attack itself and temporarily overwhelm it, allowing magic to be weaved onto Amelia's body as it can be for most others. The hardest part of coming up with the ritual was ensuring the effects were temporary since most previous efforts weren't overly concerned with the aftereffects. While the ritual is fairly lengthy, it does involve putting your hands on Amelia's body which is a nice advantage, and once you begin weaving the magic your mind is free to focus on the Succubi and the Prince.

By now the Prince is completely naked lying on a bed in the centre of the stage, one of the Succubus is eagerly grinding herself into the Prince's face, while the other takes out a large gold ring and proceeds to slide it over the Prince's rock-hard cock. Your mind is a little too preoccupied to sense the enchantments on the cock ring, but you get a familiar sense of the usual protective charms you're familiar with, and two secondary effects that you can't quite place other than they feel somewhat contradictory to each other.

You push it out of your mind for now and instead enjoy watching the sight of the Prince being mounted by the second Succubus while the first continues to thrash and writhe in pleasure on his face. Unexpectedly you start to sense Amelia's enjoyment of watching the Prince being used by the Succubi, solely for their pleasure, while all he can do is lie back and endure it. You hypothesise that weaving raw arcane essence throughout your friend's body is giving you a slight psychic connection, which lets you know that the ritual is working since such a link would normally be impossible.

While you continue to weave your magic, your connection to Amelia gives you a little extra insight into the Prince's predicament, as Amelia is clearly enjoying watching the Prince squirm. The effects of having intimate contact with a succubus drive Prince James wild with lust, his every sense heightened in a manner to keep him supernaturally aroused. Amelia is revelling at the thought that despite how amazing the Prince feels being ridden, the enchanted cock ring will ensure that not only will he be unable to cum, but that his balls will be painfully full of virile and potent cum for the third and final trial.

Fortunately, before any more of what Amelia has planned for the final trial is revealed to you, Amelia's magical resistance reaches the critical point where it overloads itself, the feedback of which effectively severs the accidental mental connection.

"Oh, you could have warned me about that," Amelia groans.

"Sorry," You apologise softly, "Although this is the first time anything like this has been attempted, at least as far as I'm aware," You add with a smile.

"Does other magic feel as rough as this?" Amelia asks as she rubs her head and blinks a few times to somehow physically relieve the mental ache.

"Depends on the technique, effects of the spell and experience of the caster," You reply placing a supportive hand on Amelia's shoulder.

"One way to find out, I guess," Amelia replies, pulling out a small slender pink vial and drinking the contents before licking her lips. "Huh, of all the flavours I was expecting, minty wasn't one of them," She adds with a soft laugh as she glances down at her body and starts squealing with delight as familiar arcane sigils of fertility begin to glow on Amelia's body. The sight of them causing your cock to throb in excitement.

"An interesting choice for your first magical potion," You say with a sultry tone.

"Well I wanted to be just like the Prince will be in the final trial," Amelia replies licking her lips seductively while leaning towards you. "Primed for baby-making," She whispers in your ear.

You swallow hard, feeling your balls eagerly churning away, you were hoping that breeding would be one thing Amelia would be eager to try, as it was something you did one day promise her. However, you didn't expect it would be the first thing your old friend would want to try. "Well let it be known that if nothing else I'm a very accommodating host," You reply in a confident tone.

"Looks like the Prince made it through the second trial," Amelia replies with a grin. "Good thing too looks like my special guest was getting a little impatient," Amelia adds as the robed figure climbs onto the stage and starts walking towards the Prince.