He Answers Alice but Gets Information from Elaln.

"Your Majesty, her people have always known the moment they get pregnant. They also know when other females get pregnant. I'm not sure of how because even that information is not confirmed by them, but it's also likely the reason no pregnant female has ever been assassinated within their culture, that I know of." Elaln stated.

"Wouldn't the higher up ones always stay pregnant then?" Seamus asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty, and they do. The only reason no other race has been overrun by them is because of how grueling and vicious their training methods are." Elaln winced at the last.

"What's the matter, Elaln?" Seamus asked.

Elaln took a deep breath and smiled sadly. "I've wanted children of my own for many decades, Your Majesty. But our incubi are few and far between, and the vast majority already spoken for."

Seamus sobered and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to press on such a difficult issue."

Elaln shook her head. "Don't worry about it Your Majesty. You have a need to know what is happening in your kingdom. Many of your inner circle of guards were chosen not only for being beautiful and female, but also for diverse histories to maximize your knowledge base."

Seamus laughed, "and apparently for your libidos! Y'all are constantly teasing me, making sex jokes, trying to get a rise out of me!"

Elaln cocked her head to the side and looked at Seamus with an expression of bewilderment. "I suppose...you haven't had much occasion to spend more than a few minutes with my people outside of your curated guards and Her Majesty. Most of your guards were chosen for being relatively human-type decorous."

Seamus decided to let that one slide without comment and beckoned to the guard at the door to let Alice in. "Thank you, Elaln. I appreciate the information. Are you doing okay with what's happened with Lal?"

Elaln let a small, sad smile cross her face. "I'm doing better now, Your Majesty, I thank you for asking. However, there is much to be seen if this becomes for good or for evil. As grateful as I am to have my sister back, I've already received quiet word that the families of those remaining slain grieve but ask that if you feel the need to do anything, please pray and grieve their loss but ask that you not use **** magic to resurrect them."

Seamus hung his head and nodded. "I'm starting to understand the ****...even though I may have found a way to keep the **** magic out of them after the deathborn process. Even the name of the process seems problematic, especially here where true names mean everything. But maybe there is another method that might work instead."

Elaln nodded slowly: “Yes, Your Majesty, we can search, if you order us to. However, if we are not cautious, in example we may look for Elisha’s bones and find Ezekiel’s instead. A rose by any other name, yes? I fear **** magic to be equally stubborn, and some bones have slept long enough that even we may no longer remember whose are whose. There are forces ready and willing to aid in choosing the wrong bones.”

Seamus dearly wanted to find another path forward, engineer a fix, find something, anything that could salve the wound on the families, heal the guilt in his heart, but realized the likelihood was high that he'd have to face the fact he had the ability to bring two of his people back to life, but unless God intervened, that was it. There was too much opposition, and even he had to admit when being stubborn was just being pig-headed.

"Queen Consort, Your Majesty." Seamus looked up to see a bowing guard disappear back out the door, her black hair in a ponytail behind her back, purple corset tight and cleavage deep but that gave him scant additional clues as to her identity. Seamus wondered what the guards would think if he asked them to tattoo their names on their collarbones...

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow" Alice kept muttering as she swiftly moved to Seamus, grabbed his head and banged it against her shoulder.

"Ow." Seamus said dryly. "Sorry, honey. Chains pulling, I take it?"

"Ever since just after Lal came back but even harder before Na came out." Alice breathed a sigh of relief. "May I put some panties on?"

Seamus pulled his head back and looked at her quizzically.

"I had to use the bathroom." Alice said. "I wasn't too much of a fan of walking through the mansion with my panties around my knees."

Snorting, Seamus opened his mouth to say yes, but was startled to find himself saying: "You're barred from wearing clothes until I leave the bedroom in the morning." Frowning, Seamus couldn't figure out why he said that. Well, he knew why he wanted that, but he just didn't know why he said that just then.

Alice sighed as she pulled off her top. "You do remember Ailis has to sleep at the foot of our bed right?" Sliding her skirt off, she took off her watch and a few other things, handing them to a waiting succubi with outstretched hands, until she stood there naked and shaking her head with a brief laugh.

"Umm. What time is it?" Seamus asked.

Elaln said: "12:01 in the morning, Your Majesty."

"Oh no." Seamus breathed out. "I just gave the app ~75 gems to play with, didn't I?" Seamus asked Elaln.

Elaln hesitated and then said: "If you had around 150 after sex with Na then yes, but that seems awfully low for getting a Custom Girl pregnant."

Seamus didn't want to look, couldn't look, had to look. He'd spent down to that before he'd had sex with both Sarah and Na...before Na got pregnant. What had the app done now? Just exactly how many gems had the app had available and since when could the app influence his own language?