Tehr and Rosalyn shared a soft passionate kiss.  It seemed to go on for a long time.  When it finally broke, it seemed the others in attendance were somewhat surprised or embarrassed.  Christina, always ready to tease her brother was the first to speak, poking her finger at the elven woman and her brother saying,<strong> “Was that long enough of a kiss you two?  We get it, you love each other.  That lasted so long it felt like… I don’t know… we were waiting for you to finish for half a year or something.”</strong><br/><br/>The queen tittered, seeming to get the joke that no one else did.  Yet Rosalyn and Tehr separate, a slight string of saliva connecting their lips for a moment before breaking.  The elf maid demurely stepping away and bringing fingers to touch her lips with a sly smile.<br/><br/><strong>“Now that we all know that each of us has nothing but each other’s best interests at heart, it’s time for me to tell you of my plans for the near future.  For each of you, I love and respect in differing ways, and I trust every one of you here.”</strong><br/><br/>Tehr began to outlay his plans for the future to everyone, from the large scale regarding the schools, the desire to bring back a greater strength in the old faith while still accepting a reduced church of the one god for those who wanted such a thing, and the future of the trading company that House Wynt would lead.   Then his plans became smaller, including things like the plan to have Alex help sneak the queen out of the palace at nights unnoticed by all save her choice of a few guards.  Then to the erotically specific, like how he planned to entertain each of them, and how, graphically, he planned on fucking them tonight before the night was over.<br/><br/>He was, after all, an honest man.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Eight days later<br/><br/>Tehr handed the reigns of Blondie to the stablemaster with a deep bow and thanks, which was harrumphed off by the older halfling man.  A fond pat on the horse’s neck and a quick bump of his forehead against the horse’s neck, and he was turning towards Carolyn d’Hesfal and helping her down off her horse.  She wasn’t as used to riding horseback as he, but he had to admit that even though she tended to maintain her guise as a human woman at almost all times, he couldn’t help but see the changeling shape beneath her chosen guise.  More to that point, he couldn’t help but see how much her human guise mirrored her mother, a human woman.  A human woman that they’d both seen a surprising amount of recently.<br/><br/>The pair headed into the house through the back door and he asked Angelique to please call Christina, Alex, and lady Rosalyn in the lounge right away, he and carolyn needed to speak to them about the recent trip to the Wynt family manse.  Carolyn said she’d rather freshen up, and with a somewhat embarassed look, excused herself, trusting Tehr to let the rest know what had happened on the trip.<br/><br/>After the initial greeting and welcome back, Tehr began slowly, not quite sure where to start exactly.  So he went back to the day after his birthday.  Of course they all knew that the party / orgy that had lasted well into the next morning had been nothing short of epic.  Likewise they knew about his discovery the next morning, the two acorns that had been in his workshop for a few weeks, had ‘changed’ somehow.  He’d been tasked by mother dryad to plant them on the family land, but when he found them the day after his birthday they had swollen in size considerably, almost akin to small apples and not acorns.  So too were they suffuse with primal energy so much that they practically throbbed with a pulse of life that anyone could feel, even the non magical.  This is what had spurred his trip out to the family estates, he didn’t want an oak tree sprouting in his attic workshop after all.  Carolyn d’Hesfal had accompanied him, as she hadn’t yet visited the Wynt estates, and likewise knew her parents were there, and also was somewhat interested in the planting of the dryad acorns.<br/><br/>But this was all known to the group, what wasn’t was what had happened after his arrival.  He explained how his and Christina’s mother and the parents of Alex and Carolyn, the lord and lady Hesfal had gotten close, very very close.  With a slight bit of color on his cheeks he explained how he had walked into the family living room to find his mother on the bear skin rug in front of the fireplace, on her back, her knees pushed up towards her chest as Lord John Hestfal was fully sheathed inside her cunny, and pounding with the vigour of a man half his age.  Furthermore Lady Mary Hesfal was astride Mother Wynt’s face, apparently receiving a very good tonguing.  The lord and lady didn’t hear him enter as they were locked in a passionate embrace while fucking Lady Wynt, and of course Tehr’s mother hadn’t heard because Lady Hesfal’s thighs were around her ears.<br/><br/>He explained how Carolyn had been less surprised then he, and simply cleared her throat quite loudly.  Her parents, the siblings Lord and Lady Hesfal hadn’t even shown any embarrassment, greeting their daughter as if they were playing cards, and not engaged in an incestuous mature threeway with the lady Wynt.  Tehr’s mother however had been supremely embarrassed when she realized.  Trying to scrabble free from her new friends and lovers and pull the bear skin around her to hide her mature body from her son.  Christina took all of this in her usual good nature, and ribbed Tehr about him being embarrassed, especially after all he’d done, and only a few days before on his birthday.<br/><br/>Regardless he continued his story telling them how, after a short time to let the trio compose themselves (and he assumed finish, though he didn’t ask), they all sat down and had a long talk.  Of course the lord and lady hesfal had no problem with incest, as they were half sibs, and knew of their daughter’s proclivities.  Likewise Tehr’s mother said that she had originally been not as concerned with when in their younger years, Christina and Tehr had been caught ‘sporting’ at love.  But that it had been their father, concerned primarily because of the ancient legends surrounding the founding of house Wynt, as well as the obvious social stigma attached to incest, that had caused them to send Tehr to train with his uncle.  Further she knew that it was likely that Tehr and Christina would probably resume their activities when Christina demanded to come live in Londinium.  She had hoped that Tehr would have been a good influence and find her a husband, but since that didn’t seem to be happening, she had made the assumption.<br/><br/>Alex and Christina shifted uncomfortably at this and Tehr held up his hands.  Yes, he had explained that his apprentice, a changeling woman who most often wore the guise of a somewhat effeminate human man named Alex and Christina d’Wynt had fallen in love.  Tehr had told them that he loved both of them, Alex even when he was Alex and not Alexandria, as well as his sister, and knew that the two of them cared for each other deeply.  That the families should start making plans for a potential match between the two.  This seemed to please his mother immensely, and she even noted that it would make even more reason for the Hesfals and she to be together, not that she had concerned herself with the apperances of such a thing anyways up to this point.  Her embarassment had come back then, and Tehr assured her that it was fine.  He’d seen his mother in mourning for too long, and despite the fact that she was approaching her fifth decade, he was glad that she had again found love, even if it wasn’t the love she’d shared with his father, the physical embrace of two wonderful people like the half sibs, lord and lady Hesfal pleased him greatly.<br/><br/>He did admit that his mother seemed much renewed in spirit as well.  Gone were the black clothes of mourning, and she was wearing a bright colored silk dressing gown as they spoke.  He even said that if she wished to resume her nudist ways, that she would always be the lady of the house as far as he was concerned, and he’d grown up seeing her skyclad so nothing had changed.  Certainly her body was older, more mature, but still she’d kept in decent shape, and Tehr said that he would always love her no matter what, that he only wanted to see her happy again.<br/><br/>However, it was only later that Lady Mary d’Hesfal cornered Tehr in private and spoke to him in hushed whispers.  She too had the same concerns that were on his mind, that of continuing the lineage.  She was very smart and knew that her daughter Alexandria might choose to take the form of a man most of the time, but she could not sire children with Christina.  She even had guessed that already there was concern over who would father Christina’s children if she was to carry on the Wynt line, and added that she’d like to hold in her arms a changeling grand child from Alex as well.  Her raised eyebrows made it clear that she suspected Tehr may already be the one who would fulfill those duties.  Tehr tried to speak in subtle possibilities, but Mary d’Hesfal spoke plainly.<br/><br/>She told of how the merchant family Dale, before they were a noble house of course, had secured the services of one of the priestesses of the order of the blossoming fruit.  Since her children Alexandria and Carolyn were sired by her half brother, they had been concerned that the children be born healthy and free of defect.  Of course, Dale had used this knowledge as well as the knowledge of Mary’s status as a changeling to push their house into obscurity and secure their own status as a noble house.  But regardless, Tehr now had a clue on where he could start.  The order of the blossoming fruit had priestesses who understood health and fertility, and might be an eventual step if Christina and Alex were to wed and have children.<br/><br/>Mary then shocked Tehr by inviting him, and Carolyn, to join her brother John and Tehr’s mother in bed that night.<strong> “So,”</strong>Christina interrupted,<strong> “How was mom in bed?”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“TINA!”</strong>Tehr shouted,<strong> “That’s our mother!” </strong>He spluttered and gasped, “<strong>I couldn’t, I wouldn’t…”</strong><br/><br/>Christina scoffed,<strong> “Ahhh she’s too old for you, I see, you only like your women young.  You think she looks all wrinkled and disgusting?”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“No,”</strong>Tehr said, on the defensive,<strong>“She’s quite beautiful for her age.  Any man would be lucky to bed her, and certainly John and Mary don’t mind.  But she’s our mother!”</strong><br/><strong><br/>“Ahhhh,”  </strong>Christina said,<strong> “So incest stops with your sister then.  I see.  Strange distinction to draw dear brother.” </strong>The grin on her face was a mile wide as Tehr spluttered and gasped.  Finally she let him off the hook and shrugged saying,<strong>“All I know is that now that I know mom’s at least somewhat ok with it, and apparently she enjoys giving Alex’s mom a good licking, I wouldn’t mind giving her a toss.”</strong><br/><br/>Tehr was completely at a loss.  He always thought that there was something wrong with him.  He always thought that he was ruled by his lusts and his passions.  But then his sister said or did things like this and it made him wonder if she wasn’t far more lustful than he.<br/><br/>He finally changed the subject back to one more comfortable,<strong> “Anyways, my love,” </strong>he said turning to Rosalyn who had been listening with a slight smirk on her face the whole time.<br/><br/><strong>“Don’t look at me for help.” </strong>She said in her magical lilting voice,<strong> “Elves are notoriously capricious sexually.  Most elves can count family members as one of their first sexual partners.  It’s just for sport and play, and when you live hundreds of years and your race doesn’t breed as prolifically as the humans, you eventually work your way through everyone you know… family included.”</strong><br/><br/>Christina interrupted,<strong>“So does that mean that you and your sexy older elven father…..”</strong><br/><br/>Tehr stopped that line of thought by throwing a cushion at his sister, causing her to break out in peals of laughter.  Rosalyn simply smiled mysteriously, neither confirming nor denying the question.  It was also obvious she didn’t intend to.<br/><br/><strong>“Anyways,”</strong>Tehr said, turning back to Rosalyn,<strong>"I wanted to talk to you about the whole reason we went.  The acorns.” </strong>He pulled one of the two acorns from his bag, which was a surprise to the group.  He’d left to plant both on the family land, so why had he returned with one, which was now larger than an apple.<br/><br/>He  explained that as he planted the first one, the spirit of the dryad inside materialized and explained that it and it’s sister had become entwined, and also had come to love the feel of power that they’d been bathing in for weeks.  The dryad’s spirit asked that Tehr return to his home and plant one acorn in a special space in his garden, so that the two dryads could move back and forth between their new wilderness home on the Wynt lands, as well as the place they’d come to love, the place with all of the delicious primal energy, the gardens of Hewthorne Hall.<br/><br/>So with that Tehr asked Rosalyn if she would be so kind as to see to a special and sacred place to plant the acorn.  For he trusted no one more than her for this task.  She agreed that she would be honored to do so, but said that there was one other kink that needed to be brought up.<br/><br/><strong>“My father will arrive tomorrow or the day after,”</strong>she explained.<strong>“And quite frankly, I have no idea what his plans are, or what he may intend for me to do.”</strong><br/>