An shockingly ungodly hour in the morning

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

Waking up a bit disoriented the sound of the Small bells, the maiden had to look about herself to get her bearing. She was snuggled up with another brunette, though still fully dressed. Slowly it was coming back to her, as well as a bit of a headache. Oliyah, Tabitha, and Asha had left the Magisitricia’s bedchambers as discreetly as they could to allow Reglin to give his full undivided attention to her sweet little Princess, Yelena.

Thinking about that brought a complexity of thoughts and emotions to the Princess’s handmaiden. She was incredibly happy for Yelena, for she knew that the poor girl really did not have much in the way of happiness in her life. Her only avenue for it had been caring for animals up to this point. The Princess had seemed enthusiastic about her lessons with Tabitha those years ago, but something had made the idea sour and they ended abruptly.

Besides happiness for her charge, Oliyah felt some things that she was not proud to feel. Was it jealousy, or envy? She thought about it and decided she was not jealous of Yelena. She had a feeling of wanting to be in her position, but it had nothing to do with her. It had to do with Reglin. How had that man done what he’d done to her? Just a few days ago the maiden was all but repulsed by the notion of being around strangers. Then when she met him, the colors of the streams that streamed around him were quite literally dizzying and it had given her a headache to be in his proximity. But here she was, thinking about the man with this alien longing. Maybe she was feeling sorry for herself and seeing Yelena so happy had been a trigger. But that towering guardsman has always come across as so earnest and true, it was hard to not like him, she thought. And in spite of her initial less than glowing assessment of his looks, Oliyah had to admit that every time she saw the man there was something new to take in.

She stirred, causing Reglin’s lover Asha to do so in kind. With a cloudy expression of her own, “Uhh…” She nuzzled her head softly at Oliyah’s breast in a way that seems **** to the Magistricia’s assistant. Making a deep moan of some sort, followed by a more abrupt start. Asha’s voice was still not totally awake though, “Those aren’t Tabitha’s monster tits…” She looked up at Oliyah as the maiden tilted her head down to look at Asha. “No offense, Oliyah.”

With a snort of a laugh, she responded, “I’ll take none. I am not so well endowed as she is, that’s for certain…”

An intentional clearing of the throat came then, causing both Oliyah and Asha to look over at Tabitha, who sat at her desk. “If you two are done talking about my ‘tits’…”

“Not quite yet…” Asha said with a sly smile. Those hazel eyes of hers came back to regard Oliyah, “I’m not saying that they didn’t feel nice to rest a wine-weary head on though… Just not as… substantial as Tabby’s. I’m sure yours are marvelous in their own right though.” With that, Asha leaned in and nuzzled at Oliyah’s breasts like a cat rubbing it face, her lips bore a wide smile.

Oliyah couldn’t help but giggle and playfully shove the girl away as she untangled herself from her, “You are too much…” Oliyah found herself liking the brunette with the ample bottom. But that bit of melancholy hit her. She had been this antisocial creature for so long that this evening was felt like it was but a one-time incident. That is what she thought that fueled the somber feeling. And then these burgeoning feelings of not just the camaraderie, but of these feelings for that man. “You ladies… and Yelena…” She tried to formulate those notions and emotions, her face screwing up in hurt, “Do you think that he might see me in… that… way? You ladies are so amazing.”

Tabitha’s face showed a face that looked extremely skeptical, a slight smile forming on her lips. However, it was Asha that responded with a guffaw of a laugh that became giggles, “I’m just a laundry girl with some sass that Reglin liked… and my backside, of course.” That caused her to giggle even more, “Sass and ass! That’s me! His apple…”

That comment caused both of the other women couldn’t help but laugh then. But Oliyah did not miss those last two words. ‘His apple’. She said it with such emotion. That had to be love, right? The way her voice caressed those words. That envious little flame was stoked one more. She wondered if he cherished her in his words like that. Somehow she thought that he did. She wanted that too!

“Nevermind what Sass and Ass says, she is more amazing than she knows. Her self-deprecating manner is just more of how wonderful the girl is…” Tabitha said in a loving way, “But to answer you, I can guarantee you that he will see you for what you are. That is a woman who is truly unique.” She paused at that, “Well, I cannot say you are truly unique, but I can say that in my more than a hundred years of life, I have never seen of your like. It did not do you any favors in growing up, I know, but you have more in your future than you know. And I feel like it will be intertwined with that young man and the rest of us.”

The woman was always so nurturing with her. With how much she would lash out at her in her youth with the hurt that had welled up inside her. She was a woman to hold up as a shining light to emulate. It made Oliyah smile wanly. “If you say so… I appreciate the sentiment.” She just had a hard time of it when it came to how she might be seen as appealing. The fact that she was even thinking about that was strange. What was going on?

Tabitha had stood then and was walking toward Oliyah, “As to having him see you, beyond your obvious talents I mean… My girl, you have never once in the time that I have known you wanted to draw eyes to you. Not surprising, of course. However, with a change within often tends to lead to a change without.” The buxom blonde was standing in front of her and Asha now.

Squinting at Tabitha, Oliyah didn’t know what to make of that statement. Or she was not allowing herself to sink in, more like, “You say things like that as if I am just going to understand the sentiment.” She shook her head with a smirk.

Rolling her eyes, Tabitha gave a sigh while Asha snorted a laugh at that. The Magistricia proceeded to explain for the obstinate handmaid, “Please, just stop with the recalcitrance girl. I know you too well.” Oliyah gave a mild glare at the older woman then, mostly because she hated the fact that she was right. “You have never wanted to draw eyes to you and so it comes as second nature to you now. But now you want to be noticed. Do you think that you can just continue on as your unassuming antisocial self and he will just come begging you?” Tabitha shrugged at that, “Knowing that young man, he just might… He definitely plays by his own rules… But I would not count on it. It may be time for you to take such matters into your own hands.”

It stung to hear the woman who had taken care of her for so many years of her developing years speak so frankly about such things. Yet, perhaps Oliyah was being stubborn because she didn’t want to put herself out there. “Say I do… What if he doesn’t notice?” The fear of rejection was something that she dreaded. She was already an oddity for her ‘gift’.

Oliyah felt Asha’s hands on her back then, pushing her to stand, “If it’s something you really want, you don’t stop… Now get up. Let me see what you can give his eyes to feast on. Even though he is pretty amazing, he’s still a man… And we all know that thy really are simple creatures when it comes down to it.” As Oliyah allowed herself to be pushed to her feet with a feeling of ****, the brunette continued, “Though I have to say, I can all but guarantee that he will find something about that he will adore… Like my ass…” She said cheekily.

“Or my tits, as you say…” Tabitha said crudely, making Oliyah’s mouth open in astonishment before a smile came. “You, my dear, might not have a property physically of either of us, or Yelena, but like Asha said, he finds the best in everyone he looks at. I think it is part of who he is.” The Magistricia came closer and took hold of Oliyah’s dress, pulling it tighter at her midriff, “Good proportions at the waist…”

Asha’s hands ran up and down her thighs before making their way to give her ass a squeeze. “Obviously, you don’t have the same kind of backside as me, and that’s fine. Still nice between the fingers. A little give, but firm…” That struck the embarassmnt chord causing that heat in her cheeks. “But I have to say, from the feel of ‘em your legs seen very lovely. What do you do to have them feel so strong?”

She was distracted still by what Tabitha had said, but thought to answer Asha first, “The Princess and I tend to spend a good bit of time in the saddle. You should see what it’s done for Princess Cirsha…” but she left it at that, her curiosity still stuck on that Guardsman, “And just what is he? You talked about this relic that does these things and how it will only work for him… So, what does that make him?” Oliyah allowed herself to be pawed about and took the commentary of the two women, trying hard to not be hurt by any criticisms.

Tabitha had come in front of the handmaid once more, still tugging at fabric as she tried to get a better idea of Oliyah’s body. She muttered softly, “… Should just have you strip down… We will be seeing it all soon enough, I wager…” Those words caused Oliyah’s cheeks to burn like the sun at that. She was distracted quickly though when Tabitha’s eyes came up and met her own, “I cannot speak with certainty… This is only between us. I do not want him to know of this yet. Understood?” There was a tone in her voice that said that she would brook no nonsense from Asha or Oliyah. Both girls were quick to nod, their curiosity piqued. Seeing that, Tabitha gave a small sigh, “I believe that he may be some sort of proto-god…”

How does someone respond to that? It was apparent that Oliyah was not alone in asking that question. Asha’s usually cheeky self had been struck silent by the concept. What does that even mean? The concept of God or Gods had been a thing lost to the people of this world. The words used with little thought to what it really meant. Looking back over her shoulder to see Asha, Oliyah could see that she was looking rather introspective while her hands furtively moved with no real goal as the wandered over the handmaid’s lower body.

Finally, the Aide spoke up, “If that’s true, what does that mean for us?” Her brow was furrowing in thought, “I can’t imagine that this would mean his life would be just some run of the mill life going forward…” Her voice conveyed a good deal of concern.

With her tone going back to a more soothing nature, Tabitha was trying to relax her Aide and confidante, “Oh, this is still just theorizing on my part. But I think that his life going forward will be anything but normal…” She placed a hand on both Oliyah and Asha’s shoulders’ “Even if it is true, I feel like he needs all of us that support him to just be there for him. Be who we are…” A little squeeze came, “You two can definitely do that, right?”

They both nodded slowly, the concept weighing on them. So if he was destined for some greatness, which did not seem terribly out of step with what Oliyah had seen of the man thus far, they would just have to be there to help him? It was true that he was quite comfortable in most situations that she had seen him in, including dancing with numerous women in nothing but his smallclothes. That little memory led her thoughts to him in those bedchambers right now after having done who knows what to her Princess. Why had she been such a sullen little prat that night? She could have danced with him too!

Trying to further lighten things, Tabitha reached down and squeezed Oliyah’s ass, causing the brown-eyed maiden to squeak, bringing her out of her thoughts, “I think we can get you something that will draw those eyes of his to you… I think a trip to see Shonda will do the trick. With the way that fashion is changing on a daily basis, I think a blending of the northern style’s bust line with the southern style’s flowing look… maybe a slit up the side…”

That lit the fire of excitement back into Asha, “Oh wow! That sounds like an absolute feast for the eyes! I would like to see that… Gods, I think I want to wear that…” Giddiness had bubbled through again.

The thought was scandalous, yet enticing. Especially if it drew those hazel eyes of his to look at her with lust. What in the hells was going on? She had never really wanted anyone close to her besides Yelena and maybe Tabitha. Now she had made a new friend this evening in Asha and here she was panting over a man that already had multiple lovers. The notion that Tabitha shared with them perked up in her mind once more and it seemed that the man was touched in some way. Shaking herself a bit, the idea of getting Yelena back to her rooms shot to the forefront. The Smallbell had rung for the tenth time. It was time to get her out of her. The Princess had an appearance to make in the morning. “I think I need to get the Princess out of here before the palace starts to stir too much.”

Tabitha and Asha both gave nods at that, with Tabitha responding, “I suppose that is true. If you get her out of here, she might have a handful of hours before she needs to be ready for the drill day ceremony…” She gave Oliyah an abrupt hug that came out of nowhere to the maiden, “Thank you for sharing this night with us… I feel like this will become more commonplace though.” Her voice was a whisper in her ear that sounded like there was mischief in it. “Now come on… Let’s get the princess in her beds.”

~This is knowledge for the Reader~

The Affection Multiplier

~Mana: 692 (+35) 727~

~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

~Lovers~ A: 300 E: 294 L: 300
~Tabitha~ Affectionae: 100 Erosii: 100 Libidae: 100 (Effective 73)
~Asha~ A: 100 E: 100 L: 100 (Effective 75)
~Princess Yelena~ A: 100 E: 84 (+10) 94 L: 100 (Effective 71)

~Royal Polivander House~ A: -32

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

~Royal and Noble maidens~ A: 218 (+9) 227 E: 12 (+4) 16 L: 136 (+12) 148
~Maiden Caterina~ A: 20 E: 1 L: 4
~Maiden Gwynfuir~ A: 15
~Maiden Erynna~ A: 6
~Maiden Oliyah~ A: 51 (+9) 60 E: 4 (+4) 8 L: 29 (+12) 41
~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