Your double life begins.

Your front door is the boundary between the world you understood, and the world you've found yourself in. For the most part, outside that door, your life continues on as always. Getting chewed out by your boss, hanging out with your friends and neighbors; a normal, typical life, for a normal, typical human. But behind it, in the winding halls and rooms, is a different story.

Your days are spent either in your new library studying or joining Olenia in her classes with Nanny Mara, training your physical body with Grimmsby, your mind for political games, and magic with a couple other tutors that Selas has employed, for you to be at the peak condition that a human can be. All to live up to the title of a Lusandar consort.

Seven nights out of ten, you are set loose upon the mortal world, to go out and harvest the orgasmic energies of women. Applying your lessons, you make it so that once you're finished with them, that they are willing to help you recharge, without any sort of emotional fallout or baggage. While you count yourself fortunate that you won't father any human children, you still don't want to deal with any angry boyfriends or husbands. Even though all it would take is a blink.

On the eighth night, you and Selas make the trip down to Hell, where you visit your other children and their mothers. Selas busies herself with the politicking, while you and the mother catch up, and you ensure that your children are aware of their parentage, hopefully instilling in them a sense that the mortal plane is somewhere worth keeping safe and free, and that once they're mature enough, you will take them to visit. And once they've been put to bed, you take their mother to bed too.

The night after that is your favorite. It's when you have nothing on your schedule. Occasionally, you spend it playing with Olenia or entertaining a guest, but most of the time, you spend it dozing in your study, recuperating from your tiring week, in preparation for the next night.

That night, is Selas' night. And she is demanding. It takes all of your skill, power, and ability to not only keep up with her, but to perform to her expectations. By the end of, you're both completely knackered and spent in all senses, stewing in your own sweat and liquids in her bed, with her always lightly teasing you about being good enough to put her off having pregnant sex... this time.

One weekend morning, when you're enjoying a rare bit of peace, with your family, coffee, and news at the breakfast table, you hear the familiar sound of a portal tearing through the air in one of the rooms in your home, but from the reactions of everyone else, you get the feeling that someone important has just invited themselves into your home. Jumping to her feet, Olenia races through the door to go and greet them, crying out excitedly, "Grandma!"